Hermione sat down on the blanket. She leaned against the tree, and opened the top of her robe so that Pansy could see her breasts. Hermione removed her bra and started massaging them slowly, pinching her nipples from time to time and Pansy watched, impassible, yet all she wanted was to suck them right away. She pretended not to care, but no girl had actually done that in front of her, and it turned her on a lot. Maybe more than rubbing her pussy on Hermione's mouth two weeks ago.
When Hermione would finally open her legs, she felt like she wouldn't be able to stop herself from eating her out, that it would be too much. She had to keep the control, it was too good to be true, to have Hermione Granger, a know-it-all like they don't make them anymore who was wearing white cotton underwear, touching herself in front of her, ready to do anything to get some action again from her. Pansy liked to feel powerful liked this, and didn't want to give in to Hermione's delights too soon.
Hermione, who believed she was the powerful one in this situation, decided it was time to finally show Pansy the wet mess between her legs. She opened her legs wide, and looked at Pansy directly in the eyes.
"This is so fucking hot" thought Pansy, as Hermione laid back her head on the tree and started gently circling her pussy. She was making very quiet moans, enjoying herself without being too much of a whore, closing her eyes when she made them, slowly working on her pussy. Then she opened them again, watching Pansy look at her, and her fingers started to be more rough, quicker, and Pansy could see juices coming out of her vagina.
Hermione's eyes were locked on Pansy's mouth, who was letting out small, inaudible pants. It was obvious now to Hermione that Pansy was turned on, and she couldn't believe what she was doing in front of her. Yet she loved it, she couldn't explain why. She wanted that red, full mouth she was looking at to be stuck between her legs, wrapping her clit. Her clit that she had now taken into her fingers and was jerking up and down, imagining Pansy sucking on it.
She thought about what Pansy had done in the Room of Requirements and started taking her juices to spread them over her pussy lips, her clit, her inner thighs, and her anus. Pansy finally sat down in front of Hermione. She could barely stand up. She wanted to say something, to make the situation naughtier, to make Hermione do what she says, but also to tell her how much her pussy was beautiful, how she loved what she was seeing right now.
Hermione started to plunge one finger in her pussy, very slowly, very deeply, and Pansy could see she curved her finger to hit her inside walls. Hermione started to moan more loudly, and her body lift itself up with the pleasure that was building inside of her. She inserted another finger, and then with her other hand put one in her ass. Pansy moaned too.
This time, Pansy couldn't resist with the dirty talk.
"Faster Hermione, I want to see you pound that little pussy of yours!" she ordered
"Oh yes Pansy, please talk to me" said Hermione in a very low, gaspy voice she didn't know she had. She started fucking herself faster, both her hands plunging inside of her real deeply, her pelvis and her belly moving up and down.
"Hmm you like when I talk like this to you, don't you? It makes you cream yourself"
" See for yourself" said Hermione. She took her fingers out of her pussy, and showed it to Pansy, while continuing fingering her ass. Juices were flowing out, with nothing to cling to, just flowing down her pussy to her ass where Hermione welcomed it vigorously.
"You like watching my pussy?" continued Hermione. "Look at how wet you make me. Look at how my lips have gotten so big for you. And my clit is so hard" she said, touching it again, faster than before.
She started panting more and more loudly. She was about to come.
"Come closer please, I want you to be as near as possible to my pussy. Just look at it squirt".
Pansy didn't protest, she lied down and faced Hermione's wet folds, inches away from it. Hermione was opening her pussy lips. It was so beautiful. All pink and swollen, and dripping. She wanted to eat it, to suck that clit Hermione was furiously rubbing. She wanted to smack it, smack Hermione's pussy and watch her scream her name. Oh she would do that later. For now, maybe she could just get a little taste of it. She was so close, and it smelled so good. A pussy smelling that good probably tasted amazing too. She got closer and closer. She could hear the wet sounds Hermione was making by pounding her ass, by rubbing her clit. A little bit closer. She could hear the moans that came for her mouth, she could see the breasts above her moving, jiggling, she felt like she was in heaven. She was so close, if she stuck her tongue out she would have tasted her. Hermione's hips started to move, she was almost there, she was almost in Pansy's mouth, a little bit more and she could taste it, and she could blame it on Hermione…
"Hermione? Pansy?" screamed someone. "Where are you?". Seconds later five people, among them Hagrid, appeared out of the trees, looking worried. Hermione just had time to put her pants back on, and was already standing on her feet. Pansy was still lying on the floor, and Hagrid looked at her interrogatively.
"I was just looking for some of these plants" she said while standing up.
She looked flushed, and so did Hermione. They both looked at each other, frustrated, eager to continue was they were doing. Hermione was on the edge. She could not believe it. She had felt Pansy's breath on her pussy, she was about to come to hard just inches away from her face.
"Well I'm glad you're okay girls. We were worried. You left two hours ago! Let's go back to the castle." Said Hagrid. He turned his back and started walking with the others, the two girls following behind.
As they weren't looking anymore, Hermione suddenly stopped, grabbed Pansy's face, and stuck her wet fingers in her mouth. Pansy sucked on them twice, caught by surprise, and Hermione took them out and kept on walking.
Pansy was right, Hermione's pussy tasted so fucking good.