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Chapter 2

Hermione didn't know what to say as Harry stared at her. Luckily for her, she didn't need to say anything as Harry rolled on top of her and kissed her deeply. For a moment she thought about rebuking him for assuming that it was okay to kiss her without asking. At least she did until she remembered what she did to his hand.

Harry nestled between her legs, and she spread them for him as their tongues dueled. She stiffened for a moment when his hand slid under her shirt and cupped her bare breast. Soon she relaxed and let herself enjoy the sensation of someone playing with her chest.

Harry was having the time of his life! He couldn't believe what Hermione was doing to him when he woke up. He certainly wasn't opposed to doing that kind of stuff with her. He had, after all, experimented with several different girls over the years. Harry always had a bit of a soft spot for his best friend. She was cute and a bit timid when it came to anything sexual. At least he thought so. Then he woke up to her riding his hand, and something inside of him snapped. He wanted her right then and there! Now his hand was fondling her tits, and judging from the way her back arched, she was loving every second of it.

It was difficult, but Harry was able to remove his boxers without getting off Hermione. He sat up and pulled her with him. Harry lifted her onto his lap and pulled her shirt off. Tossing the shirt to the side, he cupped her toned ass cheeks and moved her until her wet slit was hotdogging his large cock!

Hermione looked down in shock. She was completely nude and straddling an equally nude Harry Potter! Her face went red when she realized that their genitals were rubbing against one another. Not only that but his was rock hard, and hers was soaking wet. Still, she couldn't help herself and started rocking her hips back and forth. She bit her lower lip as she smeared her juices down the length of his girth. Hermione gasped when his hands played with her breasts, and his thumbs rubbed her incredibly hard nipples. "Suck them, Harry," she quietly begged. Harry complied without question. He lowered his head and captured one of the hard nubs with his lips. Hermione moaned noisily as his tongue wiggled against the sensitive flesh. Her hips were moving speedily against his, and she was a bit embarrassed by the sounds her wet pussy was making.

Harry decided to take their relationship to the next level. He grabbed her bottom and lifted her up a little. Lining his cock up with her virgin slit, he slowly lowered her down. Hermione's eyes widened when she felt his head slip through her wet crevice. Her breath shuddered when she took inch after inch of his impressive cock. Knowing that it was going to hurt, Hermione steeled her nerves and dropped down, taking the rest of his length in a single go! She cried out in pain and clenched her eyes shut tightly. Feeling bad for her, Harry wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug, one she was happy to return. After a few minutes, she seemed to calm. "Are you okay, Hermione?" he asked.

"Yeah," she breathed out. "It hurt at first, but now it's not so bad. You can move now."

Harry kissed her forehead, and Hermione blushed at the intimacy. Harry thought that that was weird. She didn't blush when he penetrated her, but a simple kiss on the forehead turned her red. He would never figure out girls. Shaking those thoughts away, he grabbed her pillowy behind and made her move. Hermione gasped when Harry forced her to ride him. Her hips followed his directions, and soon she was moving them on her own. Following his orders made her feel sexy and naughty. She really enjoyed that feeling! Placing her hands on his shoulders, she bounced on his cock and gyrated her hips. She was trying to copy the movements of a woman she had seen on the tele that summer. She had accidentally changed the channel to a spicy movie, and she couldn't help but watch and blush as the woman rode a well-muscled man. She was fascinated by the way her hips swayed and wanted to try that herself one day. Now she was getting to try!

Harry loved what Hermione was doing with her hips! She was obviously a virgin, but she was giving it her best. Hermione's warm, pleasant breath was washing over his face as she bounced on top of him. He enjoyed the clapping sound their bodies made. His hands were exploring her tight bum when one of his fingertips brushed over her crinkled hole. Hermione gasped and Harry moaned as her pussy tightened considerably, which was really saying something as her pussy was already virgin tight. Wanting the sensation to continue, Harry rubbed his finger against her asshole again. Hermione moaned wantonly as her pussy squeezed the life out of him! "Do you like that, Hermione? Do you like having your cute, little bum played with?" he teased his bookish friend.

"I love it! Please do it some more," she begged, fucking him as hard as she could. He held a finger up to her lips.

"Suck on it," he ordered. "Get it nice and wet." Hermione abided and took his finger to the hilt. Harry bit back a moan as Hermione used her lips and tongue to slather his finger in her saliva. Harry made the decision to use her mouth whenever possible. He would have to teach her how to give a proper blowjob. For the moment, he had other things on his mind.

His hand went behind her, and she bit her lip as his wet finger circled her rim. She squealed when the first penetration occurred. Slowly his finger went deeper and deeper! Her breath was broken and her body was shaky as he passed the second knuckle. With his other hand, he slapped her ass and told her to get back to work. Groaning, she started moving her hips again. She cried out as the double penetration mixed with the sensation of her sensitive nipples rubbing against his chest was too much for a recently deflowered virgin like her to take! Her body started trembling as her silky walls restricted around his massive member! "Harry!," she cried out and felt liquid squirt from her nether region. She was unable to think about that though as the biggest orgasm of her young life rolled over her. Her body thrashed around but was held tight by Harry as he manhandled her into submission. She wanted to tell him to stop, to give her time to recover, but she kept her mouth shut and let him continue to fuck her even as her orgasm was making her see stars! Finally, he moaned, and she felt him deposit a healthy load of cum inside of her. 'Thank god that I'm on the potion,' she thought.

Tired, they both collapsed next to one another. Harry straightened out his arm, and Hermione jumped at the invitation. She rested her head on his shoulder and blushed when his arm wrapped around her and held her tightly. She was too embarrassed to talk, so she stayed quiet until she fell asleep from exhaustion. That night she had the best sleep of her life.

The next morning she woke up before Harry. Hermione sat up slowly and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She raised her arms and stretched, which did incredible things to her bare breasts. She squeaked and covered herself up. That was when she remembered that she was no longer a virgin. She was a woman! Women weren't supposed to be embarrassed to show off their bodies to their lovers! Besides, Harry had already seen and explored every inch of her body. With a bit of nervousness, she let her arms drop and allowed her body to be seen. Not that there was anybody to see it since it was only her and Harry, and he was fast asleep. Shrugging her shoulders, she got up. That was when she realized that she wasn't tired. She didn't have a single nightmare last night! In fact, it was just the opposite. She had had a pleasant dream, though she couldn't remember what it was about. She smiled widely and wanted to cry out in happiness but kept it inside. She didn't want to wake Harry. Spinning around, she went about her morning routine. If she was quick, she might be able to get in half an hour of reading before they had to leave for breakfast!

Harry woke up feeling good. He stretched and threw the covers off of him. Instantly the smell of sex hit him in the face. He smiled lewdly at the thoughts of what had happened last night. Seeing that he only had half an hour before breakfast started, he put those thoughts out of his head and hurried to get ready.

Harry the Head Boy

Hermione wasn't exactly having the most productive day. Her thoughts were constantly on the activities she partook in the previous night. All-day her cheeks were pink while thinking about the pleasure that she had felt. Adding the fact that she was able to get the best sleep she ever had, Hermione had come to a single conclusion. She had to talk Harry into making an arrangement with her. Now that she had sex, she was loathed to do without it. She worked hard all day! She earned the right to feel good once the day was done! She could also argue that it was considered a treatment for her medical condition, but she didn't think that argument would fly with any reputable medical personnel. It might with Harry though, she thought naughtily.

Once classes were over, Hermione skipped out on going to the library for today to talk to Harry. It was a bit embarrassing for her at first, but she was very happy to see that their relationship hadn't suffered and that Harry treated her just the same as before. Well, maybe a little better since she did give him her virginity after all!

"So, Harry, I've been thinking," she said, flipping through her daily notes from class. Like every day, she was organizing them into the proper folders.

"What else is new?" Harry snorted cheekily. Earning a glare from the bookworm, he just chuckled an apology.

"You know the stuff that we did last night? I want to keep doing it. Every night," she said, trying not to sound as embarrassed as she felt.

"You do?" Harry asked, surprised that she wanted to continue so soon. He figured that she would spend at least a couple of weeks going over things in her head before talking to him about it.

Hermione nodded her head. "I'd like to be clear though. It's just about sex. I'm not looking for a relationship. I love you, Harry. I really do. You're my best friend. I'm just not in love with you," she confessed, hoping he wouldn't get angry at her.

"It's okay, Hermione. I feel the same way," he smiled at her. She sighed, suddenly feeling a lot better.

"That's good because I really like the things you did to me," she stated shyly. Her face was already heating up. "I'd like it if you showed me more."

"You'd like to experiment and find out the things you like?" he asked for clarification. She nodded.

"There is another reason. Last night was the best sleep that I've had in a long time. I'd really like for that to continue as long as possible."

"All the way through the school year?" he asked.

"And beyond if possible," she told him. "We can stop when one of us finds a girlfriend or boyfriend. I don't see any reason to stop when we are both single. Do you?" she asked.

Harry shook his head. What she said was true. As long as they were both single, there was no reason why they couldn't take pleasure from one another. They already shared a living quarter. They might as well take advantage of it.

"So to be clear, you want a friends-with-benefits type arrangement?" he asked to be sure.

"Yes. I'll be way too busy for the next few years to have a proper relationship. I already love you and trust you. I think you're handsome and physically fit, and you seem to know what you're doing in bed. Besides, you're the only person that I've ever had sex with. You're clearly the best choice," she told him, feeling a little less embarrassed the more they talked about it.

Harry nodded. "Okay, Hermione. I agree."

"Good. Then shall we," she grabbed his hand and led him into her room. His eyes widened at the eagerness of the sexy know-it-all. He knew he was in for a rough night! He had a big, goofy smile on his face as he was pulled into her room.