This is the second and final chapter to this story. I hope you enjoy! ;)

Hermione made her way to the room of requirement. It was 7:35, so was a little late, but a few minutes extra to compose herself would probably be best for everyone. She made her way to the wall where the door that led you to the Room of Requirement was. It magically appeared in front of her, no doubt she was the only other one that was able to enter, besides Ginny. She turned the handle and stepped inside.

"Hey Ginny, Sorry I'm la-" Hermione stopped short. She was in a fairly average sized room, with hardwood floors and a window that had a view of a beautiful valley, with an occasional hippogriff passing by. Ginny was sitting very primly on a big, king size bed. The comforter was fluffy and white and had molded around to fit Ginny's body. She was wearing tight skinny jeans, that showed off her curves and a deep blue tee-shirt, with a scooped neckline, accentuating her big mounds of breasts. Her hair cascading down her shoulder. Hermione swallowed.

"Umm, Ginny?" She asked her voice sounding squeaky to her ears. Ginny only smiled and stood from her spot on the bed. Slowly, she came towards Hermione, walking with a sexy sort of gait. She stood in front of her, inches away from Hermione's face.

"Yes Hermione? What do you need?" Ginny's asked in a husky, sultry voice. She cleverly pulled down her shirt some more, to revel a black and pink lacy bra. Hermione tried to swallow again, but was having difficulties.

"I need-" Hermione broke off uncertain if she should continue. Ginny only smiled some more and took Hermione's hand, pulling her towards the bed. She sat down again and spread her legs, showing Hermione the crotch of her pants, which was wet and a deeper blue then the rest.

"See, Hermione. That's how much I want you. You are my every breath. My every dream. My every guilty pleasure," Ginny purred. She took Hermione's hand again and placed it on her crotch of her wet jeans. Hermione could feel the pussy throbbing. "You see how much I need you?" Then suddenly, Hermione was on top of her and they were kissing, a deep, burning passion, the emotions of that kiss were running high and Hermione had a swooping sensation in her stomach. This might not have been such a bad idea to come after all. Their tongues were battling for dominance and Hermione found that she loved the taste of the spunky redhead. Hermione's hand wove into Ginny's hair pulling their bodies closer together and causing there to be even more lip on lip contact.

Ginny nibbled on Hermione's lower lip, before sticking her tongue into her mouth, running it along her teeth. She took her hand and managed to grab hold of Hermione's plump buttocks, which had been hiding under her robes. Ginny didn't like all these clothes separating them. In fact, when she was little she used to run around the house naked, because she hated the thought of being dressed. She pulled back from Hermione, who pouted. Ginny smirked.

"Patience Hermione, patience," She slipped the robes off over her and watched as Hermione took off her stockings, tie, vest, blouse and skirt. So many clothes, Ginny thought and shuddered, then looked at Hermione. For someone who was very bookish, she did have some naughty lingerie and her body! Hermione had been hiding it very well under all of those loose robes. She was a curvy beauty and didn't have bad sized breasts at that, they were just begging to be freed from their binding. It looked like Hermione didn't know her cup size because this bra was far to small. Her creamy skin was so smooth and made Ginny want to just run her hands up and down her. Hermione looked very uncomfortable under Ginny's gaze. She'd always been insecure about her body, and thats why she tried to hide it as best she could when she was at Hogwarts.

"You are so beautiful, why have you kept this hidden away so long," Ginny breathed, lost in the moment, her eyes only for Hermione's body. Hermione blushed a shade of what is know on the coloring box as brick red. Ignoring the question, she said,

"Now your turn," Ginny obliged, eager to rid of these nasty clothes. She pulled off her top with an effortless ease, but was struggling with the pants and eventually Hermione was helping her and they were both laughing very loudly.

"How did you even manage to put them on?" Hermione asked and giggled, a very unhermioneish giggle.

"I don't really know, I hate wearing clothes in the first place," Ginny shrugged and Hermione nodded.

"I usually sleep naked and I always go to muggle nude beaches when I have the chance," She admitted ruefully.

"Is it because you don't like clothes or because you wanted to check out the women?" Ginny asked playfully, hand resting on Hermiones silky soft thigh. Hermione did find herself gazing longingly at the women and finding herself repulsed by the men at those beaches.

"Well it would have been a lot better if you were there," Hermione leaned closer.

"I bet it would be," Ginny replied and moved to fill the space between their lips. The kiss was almost even better this time. Ginny wrapped her legs around Hermiones waist and Hermione began to feel a wetness where Ginny's thong were pressed to her stomach. The kiss deepened, intensified if that was even possible. Hermione was starting to get impatient, but was trying to go slow to savor the moment. Reaching her hand to Ginny's back she unhooked the bra and discarded it on the floor. They would have no use of it now. Hermione pushed Ginny down so that she lay on her back, looking up at Hermione, a smile on her lips that were already puffy from kissing.

Hermione took one of Ginny's breasts in her hands and kneaded it, then she pinched the nipple, feeling it growing harder then it was before, getting a moan to escape Ginny. She repeated the procedure on the other breast and then laid down on top of her, so Hermione's head was up close and personal with her big mounds. She began to lick them, tracing lines of saliva on her. Then she kissed then, every little bit of her breasts were covered.

She latched onto a nipple and began to suckle, then wrapped her tongue around it, giving light bites to the soft pink flesh now and again. Seeing as she didn't want the other one to feel left out she again suck and bite and kiss. Hermione sat up a little and scooted down to her hips, where she slowly pulled off her black thong, dripping wet, creamy juices. Out of impulse and to Ginny's surprise, she stuffed the thong into her mouth and sucked out every last drop.

"Mmm, that was sooo good," Hermione smiled and licked her lips to enjoy every last bit. Ginny laughed and in a mock panic-sricken tone exclaimed,

"Oh no, where did that wonderful, stuffy, know-it-all Hermione go? Don't worry, new Hermione you can stay," Ginny teased and managed to get a chuckle out of Hermione before she began to leave a trail of kisses down her stomach, all the way down to her pussy, that was glistening in the light from the window. Ginny eagerly spread her legs, just like in Hermione's fantasy. Hermione slowly dropped her head level and studied it. She took three of her fingers an inserted them inside of her. Ginny groaned in pleasure as Hermione moved in and out, deeper every time, faster every time.

"HERMIONE! I think I'm going TO CUM!"Ginny called out, gripped the edges of the bed, her body rocking back and forth, hips thrusting out so that Hermione's fingers could go in as far as possible.

"DON'T STOP NOW HERMIONE!" Ginny yelled as she felt Hermione slow and she didn't, pumping faster then she had gone before. Ginny's body rocked and Hermione knew it was any minute now.

"Hurry!" Hermione cried, as she took out her fingers and lay on the bed. Ginny seemed to know what she wanted since she managed to get herself so that her pussy was right on top of Hermione's waiting, open mouth, just as the juices poured out of her. The taste was overwhelming and Hermione could see how a person could get addicted to this stuff. Hermione protruded her tongue into Ginny's vagina, exploring every fold and pocket in her, lapping up the sticky sweetness. Ginny groaned and moaned at the feeling of someones tongue probing her. Hermione loved the feeling of how Ginny's walls fit around her tongue, how warm and wet and yummy they were. Ginny moved over to the side once Hermione had her fill, panting. The high she was having had not worn off yet. Hermione gave Ginny a long, deep kiss and Ginny was able to taste herself.

"Like it?" Hermione asked. "Your so tasty Gin" She said, softly.

"I can only imagine what you taste like," She replied back dreamily.

"I think it's time for us to swap positions," She needn't have said anymore for Ginny was already reaching a hand out to her breast. Needless to say, the Room of Requirement became quite a frequently visited place.

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~Maya