Hermione moaned quietly as her fingers slipped inside of her. She savored the sensation of her cold fingers massaging her wet and throbbing clit, loved how her orgasm would electrify her body.

Hermione grasped one of her petite breasts and rolled her fingers around her nipple, pinching and pulling at it until it became rock hard. She opened her mouth and let some of her saliva drip down over her small boobs, smearing it all over her heated body. She kept pawing at her tit, her spit making her fingers slide around easily across her creamy pale skin. Her other hand worked at her pussy, her fingers slipping in and out of her hole with a satisfying squelch.

Hermione moaned a bit louder this time, sweat dampening her flustered face as she furiously masturbated (not for the first or last time.) She arched her back and squealed with delight as an orgasm rocked her, gyrating her hips back and forth. However, she continued fingering herself. Never before had she felt so much triumph as the night she had realized she could cum more than once in less than an hour.

Hermione soon realized she'd need more than her fingers to work with it and wanted another orgasm. So, using her convenient advanced magic skills, she conjured a couple kinky objects; a butt plug, lube, choker, and a little tiny vibrating bead that could latch into anything. Hey, the Wizarding World isn't all family friendly, Hermione thought as she grinned. Ceasing her frantic fingering, Hermione held up the butt plug. She had experimented with anal before, but found it didn't give her as much pleasure as vaginal masturbation did. However, she wanted all the pleasure she could get tonight. Hermione wanted an orgasm unlike any of the other ones she had had, one that would leave her utterly speechless and helpless as it goes through her, setting her nerves on fire and wiping her mind clean of anything but pleasure.

Hermione rubbed a copious amount of lube onto the butt plug. Then, she rolled into her back and spread her legs open. She hissed as she pressed the butt plug just slightly into her rear entrance, before slamming the whole thing into her asshole. Hermione gasped and moaned, feeling the plug inside her send waves of pleasure up her spine with the slightest movement.

Next, she latched the choker around her neck. Hermione, as experimental as she was, discovered early in her sex adventures that she had a small kink for choking. She tightened the choker so that it would be uncomfortable, yet not life threatening. She did not want to be found dead and stark naked with a butt plug in her ass and dried saliva on her tits.

Lastly, Hermione held the tiny bead above her clit. She held her breath and let it drop. I

nstantly, it latched onto her clit and began vibrating. Hermione screamed in utter ecstasy and continued hastily fingering herself.

And oh, she had never felt this good,

Oh it feels so good please

Pleaseohmygodohpleaseitfeelssogood-

Hermione could only shudder as the most earth-shattering orgasm she had ever had utterly ravaged her body. After a few seconds, she could scream. She screamed and squealed and moaned in erotic delight until her orgasm had stopped. The bead, having done its odd job, rolled off her pussy and under her bed as she collapsed into her blankets and pillows.

Hermione's last thought before she passed out was, At least I remembered a silencing spell on my room.

Little did she know, Hermione had a visitor who had been watching her the entire time. As he cummed, he let out a little moan, but thankfully Hermione hadn't noticed as she was too busy in her own world. Now, whispering a spell to clean up the sticky mess outside Hermione's just barely cracked open door, the unexpected guest thought about how he would never be able to look Ron and Harry's best friend in the same way ever again.

{[AN: w00ps

So that was my first lemon ever. It's probably cringe af but I mean, isn't every lemon kinda cringy?

Also, should I continue this? Let me know if so. And who do you think Hermione's "visitor" is? ;) Hint: It's not Harry, Ron, a professor (that's weird), a girl (obv mentioned as a guy) or Draco Malfoy. I mean, this already has a few plotholes, but a Slytherin in a Gryffindor girl's dorm?

Oh and the new official explanation for the whole room plothole stuff is

Each student has their own private room but they still share bathroom and common room and stuff

Also there's no rule about entering the opposite gender's room and even if there was, who'd follow it? ;););)

Okay I'm done see ya]}