Pairings: Fem!Harry x Ginny. Duh.
Warnings: Yuri sex, foreplay, cunnilingus, 69, fingering, anal fingering
Disclaimer: Since I didn't really have much other than plot last chapter, I decided to give you guys some more sex scenes in this chapter. Yes it's just that type of story, for anyone who was wondering and doesn't know me as a writer. All of my stories are lemons that either contain yuri and/or futanari. Well, anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter and the lemon inside it!
Chapter 4: Going to Dinner - - Ginny x Rose 2
Deep down, Rose had had a feeling ever since she first confirmed that she was, in fact a girl; a feeling that told her whatever afflicted her might be permanent. Or at the very least, take an extremely long time to cure. But hearing it confirmed from someone else's lips had shaken her worse than she would dare to admit.
Madam Pomfrey ordered Rose to stay in the infirmary for the rest of the day. It was a dreadfully boring thing. Most of the day, Madam Pomfrey stayed in her office researching spells and potions. Rose wanted to be learning in her classes, hanging out with Ron and Hermione, and eating in the Grand Hall. But Hermione brought her her homework (she had taken one look at the raven-haired girl and nearly walked back out the room, saying afterwards she thought she'd went to the wrong place). Her two friends did spend as much time as they could with her during free times, and anyway somehow Ginny managed to convince Dumbledore to exempt her from all classes for that day. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner were all brought up to Rose and Ginny on quaint little trays, but it didn't taste the same eaten somewhere less... grand.
Throughout the day, Ginny made it a point to never stray far from the infirmary. She always kept a watchful eye on Rose, whom she knew was trying to come to terms with this recent development. She'd hug the smaller girl when asked to, or kiss her soft, tender lips. Each hug and kiss relaxed Rose as if she'd taken a warm bath. Some of the kisses were about as steamy as a bath, too. Luckily the local nurse managed not to walk in on the girls during any of them.
Finally, around midday, Madam Pomfrey was called down to the greenhouse to look at something, and she entrusted Ginny with Rose's care until she came back.
"I'll watch over her like a hawk," the ginger promised. "How long will you be gone, Madam Pomfrey?"
The older woman frowned. "No longer than an hour, I should say. Don't you two go leavin' the infirmary now!" she added.
"We won't," sighed both Ginny and Rose at the same time. Madam Pomfrey hesitated before exiting, taking a last, apologetic look at Rose, and then at last taking her leave.
For a moment, everything was silent.
"Hey Gin," said Rose quietly. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands on her knees and her eyes facing the ground. Ginny looked over to her questioningly. "Can we kiss again, please?"
Ginny smiled. "Of course, Rose. You don't need to ask, just kiss me when you want to and I'll return the favor."
Rose gave a short laugh. "Oh, right, sorry. I'm still new to this stuff." Her stoic expression softened into a more peaceful one as she gazed at her girlfriend. "You're impossibly beautiful."
"I could say the same about you," teased Ginny lightly, and Rose's cheeks flushed with a strange sense of pride.
The two girls leaned forward until they could feel their breath on each others' mouths. They hesitated a little. Both girls could feel that this kiss would lead to something much less innocent, and were both excited and nervous of the prospect. Beautiful hazel eyes gleamed as they stared into emerald green ones. For several moments they just basked in each other's beauty.
At last, Rose took the initiative, and closed her lips around Ginny's.
For a couple minutes the kiss remained sweet and soft, the kiss not of lust but of lovers. Soft lips brushed against and meshed together with soft lips before pulling apart, only to repeat the process. Low moans of approval were given to spur the other onward. Roaming hands combed lightly through hair soft as wool, or down and around firm backs. But then passion replaced tenderness, and the kiss grew rougher. Rose sucked lightly at Ginny's lower lip; Ginny, in return, brought her hand from behind Rose's back to brush against the girl's nicely sized chest. Ginny circled her finger around where she knew the raven-haired girl's nipple to be; as the little bud stiffened, the elder of the two squeezed the younger's round ass. Ginny groaned, and Rose instinctively slipped her tongue inside the ginger's mouth.
To Rose's surprise, Ginny did not try to French her, which the raven-haired girl felt was surely the usual thing to do in that situation. Instead Ginny quite unexpectedly - - though it was by no means unwelcome - - sucked on Rose's tongue. It was a very erotic feeling, but strangely nice too, and after only a few seconds Rose felt her underwear moisten. Her cheeks flushed bright pink. Ginny seemed to be able to tell, almost instinctually, how she was making Rose feel, because one of her hands took both of Rose's nipples custody. Meanwhile the other strayed to her girlfriend's pussy, sliding in under her clothes.
They broke the kiss, and Rose's eyes fluttered open. "G-Gin, that was... not what I expected."
"Must've felt good, though," said Ginny, raising her eyebrow at Rose. She rubbed the new witch's clit roughly with one finger, as if to prove a point. "Just look at this. Your clitoris is all swollen. Like a pebble."
"Ah! Gin - - not so rough," mumbled Rose, embarrassed.
Ginny winced. "Sorry." Her finger lightened its ministrations
Several more moments of teasing, both incredible and terrible at the same time, passed before Rose gasped, "Your body, Ginny... I want to see it without your clothes."
"Alright, Rose. You take yours off too, then."
The girls scrambled to take off their clothes. Shirts were flung haphazardly across the room; robes were dropped onto the bed next to them. Pants, underwear and panties were all jumbled together in a heap by the foot of Rose's bed. One sock landed on a glass that sat on the bedside table, but they didn't care. They only wanted to continue as soon as they could.
"Oh Gin," sighed Rose in awe as the last of the ginger's garments was shrugged off. "You're perfect."
Ginny was small and lithe, with the build of a runner; but her chest seemed not to have gotten the memo. Her breasts were round and firm with perk, dark nipples. They were much too big to fit in Rose's hand. Now free of the confines of feminine clothing, they seemed to jiggle with joy. Aside from that, Ginny had not quite developed curves, yet was by no means chubby; and her arse still looked very fine indeed. Her stomach was firm and her legs thin. Her entire body seemed to be flushed with the excitement of doing something so frowned upon by society.
Ginny was wonderstruck. "Merlin, Rose, you were a boy just last night!" she cried. "How did you get such a perfect body? You're surely the sexiest person who's ever walked the earth."
Heat tinged Rose's cheeks pink.
The Boy-Who-Lived-Only-To-Become-A-Girl had certainly been blessed with the kind of body most women would die to have. She had a near perfect hourglass figure, smooth and flowing legs, silky hair, and what some would call a bubble butt - - though it was not awkwardly large. Her breasts were not quite as large as Ginny's, but fit very nicely into her frame. Her nipples were pink, and like her clit, currently swollen with lust.
Without really knowing where it came from, Rose said, "You look hungry, Gin. I'd be happy to serve you."
Ginny blushed. "Did you even know how sexy that was?" She licked her lips. "Well, regardless... I wouldn't mind taking you up on that offer."
They repositioned themselves so Rose was laying on the bed and Ginny was straddling her legs. Grinning like a cat with a bowl of milk, Ginny knelt her head and took Rose's pert nipples in her warm mouth. She flicked her tongue against them and pinched them with her teeth. The sensitive girl beneath her hissed and moaned at the sensations, and returned the favor by gently fondling Ginny's own chest. The other girl started at the dainty hands suddenly groping her gloriously naked body. However, she almost immediately relaxed. She hummed her approval of Rose's caresses, which only made her lips vibrate against Rose's nipples and thus increase her pleasure.
The ex-boy nearly howled. "Ahhhhn! G-Ginny, that feels way too good!" she exclaimed.
"Then I guess I should show you something even better." Her voice was slightly muffled by Rose's soft puppies, but still perfectly understandable.
"Oh, yes, please."
If Rose was offering Ginny dinner, then she was about to take the main course. She let the nipples she'd taken captive fall out of their mouth, leaving their owner a shuddering, gasping, beautiful mess. Then she slid down her girlfriend's body. Ginny arched her back as she did so, catlike, and ran her hands across Rose's amazing curves, coming to a stop at her hips. Tracing little helixes with her fingers, the youngest Weasley brought her hands to the insides of Rose's legs and opened them with no resistance.
Her eyebrows shot up. "Merlin's saggy underpants! You're simply soaking! Did you cum just from all that?"
"N-No, I haven't yet," moaned Rose. "But you're just so beautiful, Ginny. I couldn't help but get so turned on. Oh please Gin, whatever you're about to do, hurry on with it."
"On it," the gorgeous redhead said.
The glistening pussy before her eyes was already slick with salacious desire. The pink folds simply begged to be eaten out, and Ginny was more than ready to do so. She leaned into the wet cunt and took her first taste of it. She licked long and deep, drinking in as much of it as she could. Her girlfriend tasted sweet like candy. Rose mewled and Ginny knew she loved it.
"Thank Merlin for Katie," said Rose huskily. "My Lord, do that more."
Ginny didn't bother replying with words. Instead she took another lick of Rose's beautiful pussy, stuck her warm tongue inside it and lapped at the satin walls. Rose was a screamer. She threw her head back and moaned so loudly Ginny was sure the Astronomy Class could hear her, and the sound of pure pleasure - - mixed with the knowledge that it was Ginny herself who had elicited it from Rose - - turned the redhead on to no tomorrow. Grinning against Rose's sweet muff, she accepted the raven-haired girl's needy clit into her mouth. Just like with her nipples, Ginny lightly bit it with her teeth.
"Ah - -Ahn! - - Ginny! Oh, Gin! Do that more! Lick harder! OH!"
Ginny continued to partake in the center of her girlfriend's lust. She slurped at it like an ice cream cone, teased the lewd bud above it with short, keen flicks of her tongue. In no time her mouth was covered in the wonderful taste of love juices. This lasted for several more minutes. At last Rose was pushed to the brink of orgasm, and pleaded Ginny to push her past it. Smirking, Ginny formed a sort of dildo with her three middle fingers and plunged them deep inside her lover.
Her voiced laced with lewdness, Rose cried out to the heavens. "GINNY!" she groaned.
Her pussy let loose like a flood of passion. It squirted its love juices all over Ginny, who extracted her fingers and closed her mouth around it in an effort to drink as much of it as she could. Rose gasped and moaned all throughout the impossibly amazing climax; it had felt even better than the one she'd experienced this morning. Rose knew that if they all felt as good as this, she could get addicted to sex. It was a completely overwhelming feeling for someone who had only known what a male's pleasure felt like.
She collapsed to the bed, chest heaving as her mind slowly cleared away the fog of orgasm. When she could see properly again, Rose stared in awe, for Ginny's cunt was raised just above her head. The girl was kneeling on the bed so not only was the previously said statement true, but Ginny herself was also looking down Rose's legs.
"This is called the 69 position," murmured Ginny, running a finger around Rose's clit to send electric pleasure coursing through her. "You eat me, I eat you."
Rose couldn't stop staring at Ginny's cunt. "A win-win situation."
"You catch on quickly, love."
"Let's get started then," said Rose, and lowered Ginny's arse with her hands, kneading soft flesh in the process. When Ginny's pussy was directly touching Rose's lips, she attempted to copy what the other girl had done to her. She licked and lapped with all the gusto of parched dog drinking its water. She moaned against it, hummed as pleasure from Ginny's tongue ignited her lewd desires once again. Ginny tasted of flowers and fresh summer. Rose's emerald eyes soaked up all the splendor of her girlfriend's very being.
Then Ginny lifted her head from Rose's pink folds long enough to give them a short, light slap. The action came completely out of no where but felt strangely good; a burst of pleasure made all of Rose's nerves quiver with excitement. She herself moaned loudly into Ginny. As suddenly as Ginny had lifted her head, she lowered it, and returned to eating out her girlfriend.
And so their orgasms slowly built up. Rose drunk up Ginny; Ginny licked greedily at Rose, and occasionally slapped her pussy. Sometimes little sprays of girl-cum would squirt out of Rose under the contact of the redhead's hand. As retribution for the slapping, Rose would sometimes delve a finger into Ginny's tight but surprisingly clean arse. This seemed to both take Ginny by surprise and excite her as much as the pussy-slapping had done to Rose. Both girls moaned loudly and deeply throughout the period of their sex.
It didn't take long for both girls to bring themselves past their limits.
"Mm, ROSE!" cried Ginny into the girl's cunt.
Rose gave a wonderfully cute little shiver. "Ng! Gin - - Ah! - - Ginny! I'm cumming!"
"So am I, Rose, so am I!"
Both girls howled as they entered their orgasms; which for Rose, was her third one that day. Her brain clouded over with the pleasure and she didn't even try to drink Ginny's girl-cum. Instead the neo-witch simply let it coat her face. She couldn't see, couldn't think, could only barely move - - surely pleasure this intense had to be bad for the body. A good five minutes passed before the sensations finally subsided.
"You look... all worn out," panted Ginny teasingly.
Ginny got off of Rose, and the raven-haired girl wiped her face with her hand before licking as much of Ginny's cum off it as she could. "That's because I am, Gin. My Ginny."
"My love," said Ginny breathlessly, staring into Rose's eyes adoringly.
They held the gaze for several moments more... then both groaned as they realized they had much cleaning up to do before Madam Pomfrey came back.
Here's another chapter I've gotten done ridiculously quickly. I hope it was smexy enough for you all! I do have something else I would like to mention, though - - one reviewer requested that I have one of the boys participate in a sex scene. However I'm afraid I cannot do that. I write only lesbian stuff, and anyway this story is Rose x Ginny; so I won't be having any non-gender bent males getting the goods. I may, however, add in some Hermione x Luna or Hermione x Fleur to change things up, depending on how popular the idea is.
I hope you all liked this newest update to The Chosen One Has Knockers. I'm quite pleased with how it turned out, and it would be very nice to know you all feel the same way! So go ahead and review, follow, and/or favorite this story if you haven't done so yet. I would really appreciate reviews the most though. Hint, hint. :)
Until next chappie.
-Lemony Yuri Snicket