Chapter 2.
The dream.
The silhouette danced around the room, Hermione tried to fix her eyes onto it but she just couldn't follow the shadows movements, she wanted, no, she needed to see the figure, she began frantically searching for the heavenly shadow flittering around the room, when as suddenly as she had began searching, the beautiful shadow fell still, as though it sensed how much Hermione desired to find it, Hermione looked upon the shadow it began to take shape, slowly, as though she was awakening from a deep sleep. The woman standing in front of her began to take sharper focus, she was astonishingly beautiful, wild, untamed hair which fell gracefully to her elbows and covered part of her face, the pronounced cheekbones, dark eyes, full dark red lips. It suddenly dawned on Hermione that this was Bellatrix lestrange standing before her, Hermione felt stupid. As though she should of known this all along. Hermione felt an overpowering urge to throw Bella down on the bed, she tried to, but she couldn't move, she was rooted to the spot. So she just took in as much of Bella's image as she could, she was wearing a black silk gown that hung halfway down her thighs, the top half had a single button fastened between Bella's full rounded breasts. The material seemed to be as light as air, it was as though the silk was just dancing across Bella's skin, just aching to be torn from her body, Bellatrix's hair began to blow back, as though in a mild wind, waving tantalizingly across her face and shoulders. Hermione also noticed at this moment, Bella was completely naked under her sexy silk gown.
Hermione's gaze was drawn to Bella's breasts, they were perfectly round, full and firm. They were a nice size; Hermione would be able to just fit one cupped in both of her palms. She eyed off her nipples, cute little buttons, they were an excellent shade of mild pink, Hermione longed to touch them, squeeze them, suck and lick them…
As though the dream Bella sensed this thought, a seductive smirk spread across her face, her straight white teeth were just visible, and she drew her tongue slowly, deliberately across her lower lip, Bella unbuttoned the gown, letting it float lazily to the floor.
She began tracing the outline of her breasts, with a single finger, she ran it across and began lightly pinching her nipple, softly, gently, Hermione felt a prickle in her own nipple, the same one Bella was pinching and caressing on her own body, the dream Bella began to pinch harder and harder, Hermione's body was reacting each time as though these actions were being performed on her body, not bellas. Bella had started to pinch both her own nipples hard between her forefingers and thumbs and pulling them forwards.
This sent ecstatic shot of pleasure through Hermione's breasts and down her spine, she began letting out audible gasps with each pinch, her breathing slowly sped up. Bella was smiling wider then ever, this accentuated bellas body perfectly Hermione thought.
All at once Bella pinched, twisted and pulled her own nipples, this alone nearly pushed Hermione over the edge, she let out a very audible scream, Hermione could see lust in bellas eyes, a lust it seemed that Hermione was also feeling for Bella at this very moment.
Bella went back to tracing the outline of her own breasts, but even this was sending ripples of pleasure throughout Hermione's body she could feel everything Bella done to herself as though it was being done to her.
Bella continued encircling her left nipple but began to slowly run her right index finger down her bare chest, while she could still feel the left hand on her nipple Hermione was entranced upon bellas wandering finger, even though it was almost un-bearingly painful for Hermione to look away from bellas chest, the sight she found her gaze fixed upon was equally wondrous.
Bella was running her finger teasingly down her abdomen. Hermione found her uncontrollable desire for this woman raging inside her, she was infuriated by the fact that she could not move, just stand there, watch and feel…
Bellatrix was now drawing lines from hip to hip in with her finger, Hermione felt as though an invisible hand was running across her own stomach too, then she seen it for the first time, what she had been dying to see since her fantasies first arose as she was tortured in the main hall of the Malfoy manor.
The black curls of short pubic hair neatly trimmed into a landing strip up bellas pelvis, the pronounced pubic bones on either side, the soft parted lips, Bellatrix lestrange's pussy. It was beautiful, Hermione had never seen a sight so beautiful, besides Bella herself of course. It was intoxicating to look at. Hermione wanted nothing more then throw Bella down and have her way with her right then and there. She no longer cared about her feelings for Ron or whether harry succeeded or failed, whether Voldemort lived or died, she just wanted Bella. Nothing else mattered. Bellas moved her hand down, running her fingers gently through the thin strip of hair above her slit and ran two fingers along her lips, Hermione shuddered pleasurably as she felt this touch on her own pussy.
She watched as Bella withdrew her two fingers and seen they were glistening with the juiced from her pussy. She lifted her handed and licked her fingers, she licked them softly at first but then thrust her fingers deep in her mouth and sucked them clean.
Hermione could not only feel Bella's hands on her body, she could now taste and smell her juices, and it was a pleasantly sweet taste, mixed with a stimulatingly tangy taste.
The taste of bellas sex absolutely drove Hermione to extremes, there was nothing else. She had to feel Bella's touch, that beautifully pale skin that contrasted so magnificently with Bella's darker features.
Hermione's lust for Bella was now such that she would rather die then stand here, unable to move closer to Bella and no sooner had this very thought crossed her mind that Hermione knew, somehow, she could now move, a couple of other things were also brought to her attention, one of which was that she too was completely naked, and had been the whole time, and the also, the rest of the room had came into focus, as though it suddenly appeared there, Hermione quite liked the style of the room, and thought it suited Bella perfectly, there was a large oak bed at the far end, with a deep purple see through veil and black silk sheets and at least a dozen pillows, there was also an assortment of furniture throughout the room, mostly made from oak, a large dresser with a mirror, an inbuilt wardrobe, a long red sofa by a fire, , a large burgundy rug covered mostly of the floor, which was made of a dull, hard stone, same as the walls.
Though Hermione barely paid anyone of this attention, she was fixed on Bella, who stared at Hermione longingly and seductively beckoned her closer, Hermione didn't need to be told twice, and she closed the gap between her and Bella in two easy strides. Then grabbed Bella in a tight, passionate embrace, staring straight into her eyes and pressing her pelvis and chest hard against Bella's. She began running her fingers all over Bella's body, softly, slowly down her shoulders. along her spine, onto her hips then her flat, toned stomach, then up, up her ribs onto her breasts Hermione gently rubbed and pressed on Bella's chest causing her to let out a slight moan, the very first noise Hermione heard her make since finding her in this bedroom.
It was music to her eyes, more satisfying and hypnotising then phoenix song, with a sudden burst of passion Hermione grabbed Bella by the hair and kissed her, deeply, hungrily she let her tongue slide in an around Bella's mouth, fighting against her tongue while her free hand made its way to Bella's exposed pussy, Bella's did the same, both women stood ferociously kissing and masturbating each other, it was hard to tell who's moans of pleasure were who's.
Hermione moved Bella back and pushed her down onto the bed, Hermione began kissing her way hungrily towards Bella's soaking, warm pussy she would devour it and not stop until she had licked it fry, she could smell her sweet scent, feel the heat reaching her neck and face… she was almost there…
When with a strength very surprising of Bella she rolled Hermione onto her back and moved her head between her legs, Hermione's bush was unshaven and bushy, it was a light golden brown, Bella parted Hermione's lips with her fingers and took in the picture of her bright pink pussy, then licked quickly from bottom to top, Hermione screamed in absolute pleasure at even the one single lick, Bella began ferociously circling Hermione's clit with her tongue and sliding her finger in and out of her vaginal hole. Grazing over he G-spot each time…
It was like nothing Hermione had ever felt, she could not contain herself, she screamed her lungs out, she was going red, her toes curled, her body tensed, she was seconds away from the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt in her entire life, she knew she was about to just squirt everywhere, all over her legs, all over Bella and the bed, and she would watch Bella hungrily lap Hermione's cum from her pussy, her thighs and the bed. with this thought Hermione's looming orgasm reached it's limits, she arched her back squeezed her thighs tight on the sides of Bella's head, she let out one final ear-splitting scream, she could feel it, the pressure building up in her pussy, ready to shower Bella in her vaginal juices…
"AAAAAARRRRGH! I'm… com…com… coooooming!"
Then Hermione heard it, as though it was coming from inside her own head, Bella's voice.
"Not today my pet… but soon, I promise you, Ennervate!"
And Hermione awoke…
