Quick Note: Hello there, me again with part 2 of last chapter, as I was in the mood to have more mental holiday and I didn't want Hermione to just tell about this in the Hogwarts Express. Just a quick heads up, because I know the explicit parts are not for everyone: If you are here for the plot only, you can happily skip this one, the next chapter will be up next week and will start year 3. Hope you like it nonetheless!
"Good morning!", Hermione greeted Amelie and Philippe, who had just come into the kitchen. She had been to the bakery early and had set the breakfast table for the three of them. They wished her a good morning too and Philippe made a coffee for himself and Amelie while Hermione waited for her tea.
She could sense that Philippe was still a little uncertain after last night's events, but Amelie beamed happily at her. She felt wonderful and feasted on croissants with delicious strawberry jam together with the two of them.
"Did you like my surprise?" asked Hermione Philippe after she had gathered her courage. She giggled as Philippe's face turned the same colour as the back of his neck, which was still sunburnt. He nodded and then shook his head with a grin as he met Amelie's lustful gaze.
"We talked about it some more last night when we were in bed," Amelie said, turning to Hermione. "We both thought it was incredibly good and I'm pretty sure it was nice for you too," she began and Hermione nodded eagerly. She could sense that Amelie was excited. "We don't want you to feel pressured into anything. I know you told me clearly what you wanted the day before yesterday, but I'm asking you to consider our situation as well," she said and Hermione raised an eyebrow. Amelie blushed and got a little muddled when she saw Hermione's furrowed brow.
"What Amelie is saying is that we think you're great, beautiful and attractive, but we don't want to and mustn't seduce you. Don't do anything you don't want to do. But talk to us about the things you want," Philippe said, which brought a few butterflies to life in Hermione's stomach.
"Thank you so much for being so thoughtful and caring. But I don't want everything to be about me for the next two weeks. Please don't feel bad about it and don't be afraid to approach me," Hermione said firmly and stood up. "We can start right away. What would you like to do today?"
The two looked at each other with baffled expressions and Hermione giggled.
"You really are extraordinary," Philippe said.
"I get that a lot," Hermione said, grinning mischievously at the two of them, which made them laugh.
"I'd love to go to the beach," said Amelie, and so the three of them spent a delightfully relaxing day by the sea.
Hermione shrieked loudly as she was grabbed by Philippe and thrown almost two metres into the sea. When she resurfaced, she grinned at him and a few moments later the shrieking Amelie landed next to her.
"Just you wait!" shouted Amelie over to him and dived in his direction. Hermione swam after her and when they got back to Philippe, he grabbed Hermione again. However, he dropped her after a surprised yelp and when Hermione resurfaced, she laughed out loud as she realised how Amelie had taken revenge on her boyfriend.
She was standing in what for her was chest-high water with a triumphant grin, holding Philippe's swimming trunks high above her head like a trophy. He had disappeared into the water up to his neck and was looking at Amelie half amused, half angry. Amelie waved the trunks teasingly in front of her face and when Philippe snatched at them, she tossed them to Hermione, who caught them with a grin.
They teased him a little, but in exchange for a kiss, Philippe was allowed to pick up the trunks from Amelie a short time later. They frolicked a little more in the sea, which was very calm today, until Hermione got hungry. She tried to invite them for a snack, which they again did not allow.
They stayed on the beach much longer today than last time, as Amelie had suggested going out for dinner nearby in the evening. She raved about the fresh fish and Hermione was immediately on board. The three of them spent the evening on the promenade of the small fishing village and relaxed with non-alcoholic cocktails in a small bar right by the sea.
"I'm still amazed at how well you speak French after four and a half weeks," Amelie said when Hermione asked the waiter what he could recommend if she wanted a sour cocktail.
"I'm a very fast learner," Hermione said with a smile. "It's still hard sometimes when you speak really fast, but otherwise I understand you as if you were speaking English."
Amelie smiled and once again suggested that she should consider studying linguistics. Hermione grinned and thought about how used to her trances and expanded mind she had become. She didn't know what she would do without the library in her head that never let her forget anything unless she banished it to the deepest recesses of her Pensieve.
When Hermione had finished her cocktail, the three of them made their way to Amelie's car. Hermione repeatedly brushed Amelie's bum when she felt unobserved, which earned her lustful glances from the young Frenchwoman. As they drove, Hermione made a kissy mouth every time Amelie looked in the rearview mirror, which made them both laugh.
"I want to pick up today where we left off last night," she whispered leaning forward as Amelie turned into the driveway of their house. She grinned as she saw their reaction. Amelie clutched the steering wheel of her car tightly as Philippe sat up straighter. Hermione got out first and pulled Amelie into a passionate kiss after she had locked the car. When the two joined Philippe in the house after a few long French kisses, he was just sitting in the living room listening to a message from their answering machine.
The message had just passed and Hermione believed it had been Louis' voice coming from the speaker. Philippe excused himself and picked up the phone to make a call. Amelie pulled Hermione to her again and a shiver ran down her spine as Amelie covered her neck with sweet kisses. Hermione was pulled one room further and found herself in Amelie and Philippe's bedroom, which she had not entered before. Curious, she inspected the spartanly furnished room. There was only a large square bed and two bedside cabinets in the rectangular room.
"Where do you keep your wardrobe?" asked Hermione and Amelie giggled. She pointed to a white door that Hermione only now noticed. Amelie went ahead and opened the door, which led into a small walk-in wardrobe. "This is great!" exclaimed Hermione, looking around the room. On one side, a lot of Philippe's suits hung neatly in a row. Opposite, Amelie had hung her dresses and smart work clothes.
"Philippe sure has more clothes than you," Hermione noted in amazement and giggled when Amelie rolled her eyes. She walked curiously towards Amelie's clothes rails and looked at her inquiringly if she could look around. Amelie nodded and giggled.
"I certainly had other things in mind when I pulled you into the bedroom, but feel free to look around," she said and Hermione grinned at her.
"I won't forget you," she said teasingly and Amelie beamed at her. Hermione pulled a couple of beautiful summer dresses from the rack and held them in front of her to examine them in the mirror that was centred on the back wall.
"Yellow looks really good on you," Amelie said as Hermione just held a dress in front of her that she particularly liked. Hermione thought of Susan for a moment and smiled. "Do you remember where you bought this?" asked Hermione and Amelie thoughtfully took the dress from her. She looked at the label and thought for a moment.
"I think it was in Marseilles. We can go there if you like and see if the dress is still available," Amelie said and Hermione nodded eagerly. She hung the dress back in its place and continued to look around. Her eyes lingered on a small wall shelf that held small bottles. She walked up to it and looked at the perfumes Amelie owned.
"Would you like to try one? Go ahead," Amelie said at Hermione's inquiring look. Hermione had often tried her mother's perfumes as a child, but she hadn't owned one herself. She took a bottle from the shelf, sprayed it in the air in front of her and sniffed cautiously.
"That smells great," she said and Amelie smiled broadly at her. "I want you to wear this," Hermione said, turning to Amelie who looked a little surprised. Hermione commanded her with her index finger to come to her and Amelie shook her head, smiling. Hermione sprayed a few times in the air in front of her and Amelie walked through the cloud of scent with her eyes closed. She giggled as Amelie pirouetted once in it, raising her arms like a ballerina. "That smells really good on you," Hermione said, stepping closer to Amelie and now wrapping her in her arms.
"I want to pick out a perfume for you too," Amelie said and Hermione nodded. Amelie gave her a little kiss on the forehead and took the perfume bottle from her hand to put it back in its place. Then she searched a little and examined the small bottles before choosing one. Hermione also walked through the cloud once with her eyes closed and spun around like Amelie. The perfume smelled wonderfully of flowers.
"Here you two are," they heard Philippe behind them, smiling as he leaned in the doorway. Hermione made an ancient curtsy in Philippe's direction, whereupon Amelie giggled and pulled her close from behind. "Louis needs my help again tomorrow on one of his vineyards. So you will have to do without me tomorrow," he said, his voice sounding as if he had to say goodbye forever.
"As long as you don't leave now, we'll be fine," Amelie said and the three of them laughed. Amelie pulled Hermione towards the door and closed it behind them. She could feel a tense crackle in the air as the three of them returned to the room where the large bed stood.
Amelie, standing behind Hermione, brushed aside her loose braid and kissed her neck with her soft lips. Immediately, all the remaining hair on Hermione's body stood up and an electrifying sensation shot through her body, eliciting an uncontrollable, loud moan. She swayed briefly and Amelie held her from behind while she placed more lovely kisses on her neck. Hermione closed her eyes and sank into the wonderful feeling that filled her body.
"Do you like that?" breathed Amelie almost inaudibly into her ear from behind, causing Hermione to sigh once more. Amelie gave her one last kiss below her hairline at the nape of her neck and hugged her tightly from behind, putting her head over Hermione's shoulder and giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"More," Hermione said softly as Amelie removed her head again and closed her eyes as Amelie's soft lips touched and caressed her cheek once more. Hermione was flooded with an incredible feeling of security, something she had only felt to a limited extent with Susan before. There was something unique about Amelie that she could not describe. A pleasant tingling spread between her legs as Amelie stroked her belly and drew little circles in the thin fabric of her dress. She turned and kissed Amelie. Their tongues circled each other and Hermione pulled demandingly at Amelie's braids to bring her even closer, but it was downright impossible.
"Thank you, that was beautiful," Hermione said, feeling a tear trickle down her cheek. Amelie smiled at her and caught the tear with one finger. Amelie kissed the tip of her nose and pulled her into a hug.
"You liked that, didn't you?" asked Amelie aloud, and Hermione realised she was talking to Philippe. She broke away from the hug and, smiling shyly, turned to Philippe, who had made himself comfortable on the bed with his arms folded behind his head and was now nodding with a grin.
Amelie walked towards the bed and crawled over to Philippe. They melted into a heartfelt kiss and Hermione felt the arousal that had slowly risen within her during her kisses with Amelie reach a new level at the sight of them. Slowly she walked towards the bed as she considered what she wanted. She couldn't come to a conclusion and resolved to decide when the time came. She knew what she didn't want though. She didn't want to seem like a shy girl.
Immediately, as she finished this train of thought, she knew what she wanted first. She brushed her socks off her feet and crawled onto the big bed. Amelie looked at her with a smile that almost seemed to Hermione as if she was trying to encourage her. She pulled Amelie into another kiss and moaned softly as Amelie pulled her dress over her head. Only a second later, Hermione had also removed Amelie's dress. The two grinned at each other and looked to Philippe, who seemed to be enjoying the scene before him. Hermione bit her lower lip as she looked back up at Amelie, who was now kneeling in front of her. Amelie seemed to understand her silent question and nodded eagerly.
"She's never kissed a man before, so make it count," she said teasingly to Philippe, pushing Hermione closer to him. Hermione cursed herself for blushing at the words and having to look like a little girl. Amelie gave her a little pat on the bottom and Hermione moved to Philippe, smiling.
"Are you sure?" he asked, but Hermione took heart and kissed him. She exhaled heavily through her nose and opened her mouth to let Philippe's tongue enter. It felt very different from kissing a woman. His lips were more succinct, more demanding and his three-day beard tickled lightly on her lips. Philippe placed a hand on the back of her head and Hermione sank into a passionate kiss with him. She could feel her arousal being raised to another level. She hadn't expected kissing a man to feel so different, but she liked it just as much.
When they broke away from each other, Hermione smiled broadly at Philippe and nodded eagerly at Amelie's question as to whether she had enjoyed it. Amelie bit her lower lip excitedly and moved closer to Hermione to kiss her again. Hermione could feel Amelie's hand prancing down her back towards her bra and let her. Skillfully, Amelie undid the bra with two fingers and twitched her eyebrows, making Hermione giggle.
"I think I need some more time, but I'd like to feel your closeness," she said, looking shyly into her eyes as Amelie's hand moved down her stomach.
"Thank you for saying that, Hermione. Get comfortable then," she said and Hermione could tell by the look on her face how glad Amelie was that Hermione was showing her what she wanted and didn't want.
"That doesn't mean you should stop touching and kissing me," Hermione said with a sullen look and Amelie nodded with a smile. She directed Hermione with an inviting hand gesture to lie down next to Philippe. As soon as she was beside him, he pulled her back into a passionate kiss.
As he moaned audibly into her mouth, Hermione opened her eyes and could see in the corner of her eye that Amelie had devoted herself to Philippe's best piece. She gazed into Hermione's eyes as she kissed along it, finally taking him deep inside her. Hermione's hand was drawn down her body as if by a magnet and found its target effortlessly.
The caresses and touches had got her going so much that her fingers immediately entered without resistance. She moaned softly into Philippe's mouth and trembled slightly when Amelie stroked her leg with her free hand. The intensity of the two made it hard for Hermione to contain herself. She broke away from Philippe and rested her head on his broad chest. Again she was mesmerised by Amelie's eyes fixing on her as she indulged Philippe with her mouth. She had to fight the urge to take Amelie's place. She wanted to keep her own word. There was still time to take the next step.
She gave Philippe a kiss on his chest and, with her index finger, invited Amelie to come up to her. Amelie released Philippe from her mouth and quickly removed her underwear. A moment later she was sitting on Philippe and they were both moaning loudly. Hermione looked up at Amelie lustfully and nodded at her, cheering her on. Amelie's movements made the bed shake and her moans of pleasure filled the room. Hermione's hand wandered back between her legs and she felt herself being carried to the threshold at record speed by their movements.
She moaned into Philippe's mouth as her pelvis trembled violently and she could feel Amelie's hand gently stroking the inside of her leg. She let her orgasm carry her and had to pull away from Philippe to gasp for air. Still her pelvis trembled and she moaned softly at the lightning bolts that shot through her body. It took her a moment to arrive back on the bed. She noticed that Amelie had paused, still stroking her gently as she looked lustfully into her eyes. Hermione closed her eyes and rested her head on Philippe's chest, exhausted, which made Amelie giggle.
"That was hot," Amelie said and Hermione smiled, still with her eyes closed. Hermione noticed Amelie slowly begin to move her pelvis up and down on Philippe again. She opened her eyes and watched in fascination for a few seconds as Amelie rode him. Then she sat up and looked into Amelie's eyes.
"I want to be close to you," she said, reaching out a hand, which Amelie grasped. Hermione pulled her off Philippe and kissed her. Then she sat down next to Philippe and with her index finger instructed Amelie to come to her. Amelie immediately complied with the request and again the two kissed. Hermione could feel the desire for release in Amelie's passionate kiss and pulled her onto her body so that their breasts were touching.
Philippe had also sat up and Hermione watched him with big eyes as he positioned himself behind Amelie. Amelie, whose face was inches from Hermione's, moaned loudly as he entered her again. Hermione looked into Philippe's eyes over Amelie's shoulder and bit her lower lip. Amelie moaned and lowered her head onto Hermione's chest. Hermione purred as Amelie's soft lips covered her breasts with little kisses. She could feel Philippe's hard movements being transferred through Amelie's body to her own. She pulled Amelie up to her again and she had to giggle briefly as her lips kept moving through Philippe's rhythmic movements on Hermione's lips.
Amelie moaned louder and louder and Hermione had an idea. She motioned to Philippe to pause for a moment and then grabbed Amelie's shoulders to turn her over. A moment later Amelie was lying with her back on Hermione's stomach and chest. She enjoyed the warmth radiating from Amelie and gently stroked her breasts with her fingers. Philippe soaked up the sight for a few seconds, then grabbed Amelie's lower thigh and entered her again. This time Philippe's thrusting came through Amelie lying on top of her in Hermione's whole body and she felt the arousal slowly rising in her again. She connected with Amelie's feelings and enjoyed the ever-rising pleasure she now shared with her.
"Come for me," Hermione whispered into her ear from behind, delighted when she realised how much influence her words were having on Amelie's approaching climax. "Come for me, Amelie," she whispered again, smiling at Philippe, who at that moment was being carried across the threshold at the same time as Amelie. Hermione stroked Amelie's breasts and arms as she shivered groundlessly on top of her.
She enjoyed Amelie's orgasm together with her and was herself filled with a pleasant tingling sensation, which was not as strong as before. Philippe leaned down and kissed first Amelie and then Hermione. Amelie dropped her head back onto Hermione's shoulder, exhausted, and Hermione stroked her cheek.
"You're amazing," Amelie said, looking back at Hermione who smiled mischievously at her. She wrapped her arms tightly around Amelie's torso and pressed a kiss to her hair. Philippe smiled at them both and stood up. He left the room and Hermione heard the shower a short time later. She continued to stroke Amelie's upper arm. The two enjoyed the close physical contact and Amelie made pleasurable sounds of contentment.
"Thank you, Hermione," Amelie finally said and Hermione giggled. She hugged Amelie tightly to her.
"Can I sleep in your room?" asked Hermione, not wanting to let go of Amelie, not wanting to leave the warmth of her body. Amelie looked back up at her upside down and smiled at her.
"You're more than welcome. I'll hop in the shower real quick and you can get your bedding," she said, freeing herself from Hermione's grasp, which she reluctantly relinquished. She went upstairs, taking her pyjamas, pillow and blanket with her, and for a moment felt like young Hermione again, who moved in with her parents when she'd had a bad dream.
She brushed her teeth while Amelie had a shower and stood under it herself for a moment when she was done. When the three of them were finally lying together in the mountain of blankets, Hermione snuggled close to Amelie, who pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"It's so nice with you, I don't even want to go back to England," Hermione said, and a small part of her meant it. How nice it would be to just live here with Amelie and Philippe, where life was carefree and she didn't have to prepare for war. Here in France, there was no Lord Voldemort, no one who would or could harm her.
Amelie hugged her tightly and soon Hermione could hear her deep breathing as Philippe snored softly beside her. She thought some more about the evening. She didn't know why she had stopped Amelie. Her body had been craving her touch and it had taken a lot for her not to experience her first time with a man together with Amelie already today.
She was still a little taken aback by how open Amelie and Philippe were and how much they respected Hermione and didn't take advantage of her. She was glad to be able to read confirmation in their thoughts and feelings that they both thought and felt the same way as they showed on the outside. When she woke up the next morning, she could feel a slight tickling on her left breast. Slowly she opened her eyes, still burning with fatigue, and only remembered which bed she was lying in when she received a gentle kiss on the cheek. She smiled and stretched as Amelie greeted her.
"Philippe's already gone, but he was a gentleman and made us breakfast," Amelie said, continuing to run her finger over Hermione's pyjamas, where by now her hard nipple was lifting the fabric. Hermione sighed and closed her eyes. Amelie's lips touched hers and she let herself fall for a moment before it was over quicker than she would have liked. Disappointed, she pushed her lower lip forward into a pout, but she was pulled out of bed by the laughing Amelie and so the two of them sat down to breakfast a little later.
"Shall we go to Marseille today, take a little shopping trip?" asked Amelie, taking a courageous bite of a jam sandwich. Hermione nodded eagerly. They talked a little about what Hermione would like to buy, but it felt to Hermione like they were both avoiding the elephant in the room a little.
"Last night was really nice. Thank you guys for being so understanding. And it was great to be able to sleep in your bed," Hermione finally said and Amelie smiled at her with pink cheeks.
"It really was amazing. When you whispered in my ear..." said Amelie and Hermione could see the goosebumps spreading on Amelie's arm. She grinned and winked at her.
"It was nice to be so close to you in the whole thing, too. I hope Philippe enjoyed it too," she said and Amelie nodded with a smile.
"Last night when he got out of the shower his only word was 'wow'," she said and Hermione was relieved.
"I'm glad you don't mind that I'm younger than you," she said, taking a sip of tea.
"If you didn't remind me occasionally, I wouldn't believe it, Hermione. The Hermione sitting here in front of me has nothing in common with the Hermione who hiked through the snow with us the year before last. You're acting more grown up than some of my friends."
Hermione turned pink and smiled shyly. "That's sweet of you," she said, catching herself checking in Amelie's mind to see if she had meant the words. After the two of them had washed the dishes, Hermione could sense a desire for her in Amelie's gaze as well as her emotions. Hermione pulled her by the hand back to her bedroom where she pushed Amelie onto her bed and a moment later was kneeling over her. She could sense that Amelie was enjoying Hermione taking the initiative and taking the lead. She lowered her head and they melted into a long French kiss, Hermione still tasting a little of the jam on Amelie's lips.
They both began to sigh softly and Hermione sat down with more weight on Amelie's pelvis. Amelie grabbed the hem of Hermione's pyjama top and she raised her arms to make it easier for her to get it off. Amelie's hands took hold of Hermione's breasts and gently massaged them, eliciting blissful sighs from her.
Amelie pulled her towards her and covered her breasts with kisses, but Hermione, wanting to keep control, grabbed Amelie's arms and pushed them down on the mattress above her head. Amelie moaned softly as Hermione kissed her neck and nibbled lightly.
"Keep your hands nice and still," Hermione said, unbuttoning Amelie's long nightgown that she had been sleeping in. Slowly she undid one button at a time, covering every inch of skin that was revealed with soft kisses. Amelie shivered slightly and Hermione could see goosebumps on her neck. She didn't stop and could feel her own arousal growing as she approached the last button over Amelie's pelvis. She opened it and gave her a gentle kiss on the inside of one thigh. Amelie sighed and Hermione enjoyed teasing her with this loving ordeal.
She let her fingertips slide over Amelie's belly, enjoying the tremors she was causing inside her. Then she decided not to make Amelie squirm any longer and gave her a gentle kiss between her legs. Amelie moaned loudly and pushed her pelvis towards Hermione. She accepted the offer and released Amelie from her sweet torment.
She slipped a finger inside Amelie and pressed her mouth down on her wet pussy. As she had done with Susan, she used her powers to please Amelie just the way she needed. She was surprised that she and Susan had different preferences, but was all the more ambitious to give Amelie a good orgasm.
Amelie's fingers clawed into the sheets beside her and she breathed faster and faster. Hermione could sense that Amelie was already close and increased the pace a little more to push her over the edge. Excited, she watched Amelie squirm and twitch uncontrollably in front of her as her breathing stopped again and again for several seconds. She covered her thighs with soft kisses and smiled at Amelie as she looked into her eyes.
"That was incredible! I'll have to apprentice Philippe to you," Amelie said still a little breathless and Hermione giggled. She dropped down next to Amelie and was about to rest her head on her shoulder when Amelie pushed her aside and in turn put her head on Hermione's shoulder.
"Your skin is so soft," Amelie said, circling her index finger around Hermione's belly button. She sighed softly as Amelie's hand moved down and disappeared under her pyjama bottoms. "How are you still so smoothly shaved?" asked Amelie in amazement, and Hermione giggled. She hadn't expected the hair removal spell, of all things, to get her into trouble. She shrugged and smiled as innocently as she could. But a moment later she thought no more about it because Amelie went to great lengths to return the favour. It wasn't long before she too was between her legs, inching forward with interest.
"You don't have to if you don't want to," Hermione said, but at the same moment, she moaned loudly as Amelie buried her face between her legs. It didn't take long for Hermione to fix her firmly with her thighs and be rocked by a violent orgasm. She released Amelie from her vice and immediately pulled her up to kiss her. Amelie lay on top of her and Hermione sighed at the warmth that spread through her from the skin contact.
"That was hot," Amelie said, pressing a long kiss to Hermione's lips. Hermione hugged her and squeezed her tightly. "It was even better than I hoped it would be," she said and Hermione smiled. She was glad that Amelie had really enjoyed it. She had been a little worried at first that Amelie was only doing it for her sake, but she seemed to have really enjoyed it.
"Can we cuddle a little more? I don't want to get up yet," Hermione said as Amelie rolled to the side.
"You're so adorable," Amelie said, snuggling close to Hermione. She pulled the covers over them both and Hermione closed her eyes, relaxing. "You really blow me away, Hermione. You've rekindled a fire in me that I thought I'd already lost," she said and Hermione asked what she meant by that. "We've been having a bit of trouble in bed lately," Amelie said, blushing. Hermione looked at her in surprise. "It's all been nice, but it's also been familiar and a little lacking in passion. I sometimes feel that Philippe and I have committed ourselves too soon. We're only 24. Sometimes I miss a bit of adventure out here. And then you came along a few days ago," Amelie explained and Hermione felt flattered.
"I envy you so much for living here, but I think I know what you mean," Hermione said. Amelie gave her a kiss on the cheek and snuggled onto her shoulder.
"You really are special, Hermione. You have a magical effect on me."
"I can only return that," Hermione said, giggling. "You indirectly caused me to have my first orgasm back at the cottage. And now we're lying here together. I really never thought that was possible."
Amelie looked up at her. "You had your first orgasm watching us?" she asked in amazement, biting her lower lip as Hermione nodded. "That's hot. I'll have to tell Philippe," she said, giggling as Hermione blushed slightly.
"It excites me so much to watch you two. You know exactly what the other wants and needs. Last night I almost came just from watching you do it to him with your mouth," Hermione said.
"We've talked a lot and often about what we like and don't like. That's why I think it's so great that you're also showing exactly where the line is for you."
"It was really hard to hold back, but I can't quite explain it either," Hermione said, but Amelie shook her head.
"You did everything right. And if you want to go further, all you have to do is say so. Or show, like before," she said.
"I think I want to go further if it comes to that again," she said and Amelie laughed.
"If it comes to that again? We've only been up for an hour and we've already ended up in bed again!" she exclaimed and Hermione let her laughter take over. "You may do anything you like."
"Thank you, Amelie," Hermione said, brushing a curl behind Amelie's ear. "Will you show me how he likes it? I don't want to do it wrong," she asked and Amelie nodded with a smile.
The two cuddled and chatted some more and finally got up to freshen up for their shopping trip. They drove to Marseille in Amelie's Renault and spent a lovely day. Hermione didn't find the same dress she had spotted in Amelie's wardrobe the night before, but she bought a very similar sun-yellow dress. She also bought a pair of matching shoes and a perfume that Amelie had chosen for her.
As they strolled through the busy town with their paper bags, Amelie suddenly pulled her by the hand and she found herself in an underwear shop.
"It's on me," said Amelie, pulling Hermione through the rows of clothes racks with a mischievous grin. "What size do you wear?" asked Hermione as she stopped in front of a rack of bras.
"75B," Hermione said, unable to stop herself from blushing. This purchase was clearly out of her comfort zone, yet somehow she was also excited by Amelie's twinkle in her eye. She searched for the right size for a moment and finally thrust a dark green bra into Hermione's hand. She told Hermione to pick out the matching panties in her size to go with them and finally pushed her into a changing room. Only now did Hermione notice that Amelie had picked out the same bra and panties for herself and grinned. "You have really nice breasts. And I'm sure they'll get bigger," Amelie said as Hermione tried on the bra.
"You have great boobs too!" said Hermione loudly, giggling as Amelie blushed and put a finger to her mouth.
"Don't you think they're too small?" said Amelie, looking down at herself. Hermione was a little taken aback because Amelie didn't usually give the impression of being unhappy with her body. She shook her head determinedly.
"They suit you perfectly," she said and Amelie smiled. For a moment she looked as if she were the younger and more inexperienced of the two. "It looks really good on you," she added when Amelie had changed.
"Do you like it on yourself too? I think it looks good on you," Amelie asked and Hermione nodded after examining herself in the mirror. Amelie gave her a pat on the bum and giggled, then they both changed again and Amelie went ahead to pay for the clothes. Hermione waited outside to avoid the looks from the cashier.
"You should have seen the look on her face," Amelie said with a laugh as she handed Hermione the small paper bag. "A little envious too, if you ask me," she added and they both giggled. When they got home, Philippe wasn't home yet. The two of them relaxed a little more and decided to go out to dinner at Louis' again tonight. It turned out to be a nice evening, but they quickly realised that Philippe was very tired and so it was a shorter evening. Philippe fell into bed almost immediately at home and Amelie suggested they watch a film before going to bed.
Hermione snuggled up with her on the couch and they watched a French film that Amelie liked very much. Hermione enjoyed every second of the physical contact but kept wondering if Amelie would eventually find her too clingy.
"Do you mind me cuddling so much?" asked Hermione and Amelie stroked her through her bushy hair, worn loose in the evening.
"Not at all," she said, pulling her a little closer to her. Happily, Hermione accepted the invitation. She enjoyed lying on Amelie's stomach while she stroked her hair. When she was gently awakened by Amelie a little later, she realised that she had fallen asleep on her stomach. She followed her into the bathroom and a little later she happily fell asleep between Amelie and Philippe.
The three of them spent the next day relaxing on the beach so that Philippe could recover from the exhausting previous day. Hermione took the opportunity to switch off and do absolutely nothing except let the hot sunshine on her stomach and back and occasionally cool off in the sea. She had to use her protection spell to prevent all three of them from getting a massive sunburn, despite the fact that Hermione's skin had gained at least a little brown colour after five weeks of holiday. Hermione found herself glancing at Philippe's body more and more often, disguised by her sunglasses.
Ever since she had told Amelie that she wanted to take the next step, she had been excited. That evening, as the three of them, got up after a movie, Hermione could see Amelie whispering something in Philippe's ear. His look in her direction gave her an instant understanding of what Amelie had whispered to him.
Amelie pushed Philippe back onto the sofa and with her index finger commanded Hermione to come to her. Amelie released Philippe from his trousers and Hermione could feel the excitement wash into her body like a tidal wave as she caught sight of Philippe's slowly growing cock.
Hermione knelt beside Amelie on the other side of Philippe's legs in front of the couch and watched Amelie slowly get Philippe going. Amelie nodded at her and Hermione paused for a moment, but grasped it a second later. She smiled at Philippe and listened to Amelie instructing her how to move her hand.
Philippe, meanwhile, had sighed softly and put his head back. Amelie nodded and stroked Philippe's thigh while Hermione continued to slowly move her hand up and down. She was still excited, but her arousal was fuelled even more by the hard cock in her hand. She remembered what Amelie had done two nights before and took heart. She moistened her lips a little and gave him a gentle kiss on the tip, which made Philippe sigh again. Amelie nodded at her and bit her lower lip excitedly. Hermione looked over at her and offered her the cock in her hand, with a grin.
Amelie smiled and immediately took a step further. She encircled the tip with her lips and slowly slid them up and down it. Hermione giggled as Amelie released it from her mouth with a loud 'plop' and motioned for Hermione to try it herself. She lowered her head and did the same to Amelie, who gently stroked her back. It felt good and Hermione could feel it getting wetter and wetter in her knickers as she let her lips and tongue glide gently over the soft skin of the hard cock. Amelie whispered in her ear what Philippe liked and Hermione tried to make it happen as best she could. Amelie grinned mischievously as Hermione too released Philippe loudly from her mouth.
"You like that?" asked Hermione, looking Philippe in the eye, who nodded, his breath shaking with excitement. Hermione smiled and let a hand wander between her legs as she enclosed Philippe with her lips again. She moaned softly and Amelie also sighed excitedly beside her. Hermione offered to take over again and watched her with wide eyes as she greedily pounced on Philippe's best piece.
Deeper and deeper she took him inside her, moaning louder and louder as she maintained eye contact with Philippe. When it was Hermione's turn again, she too tried to maintain eye contact. She began to read his emotions and gave a muffled moan when she realised he was about to come. She released him from her mouth and maintained eye contact with him as she guided him over the threshold with quick movements of her hand. Wide-eyed, she watched him come on his belly and couldn't stop a giggle when she met Amelie's gaze.
"Well done," Amelie said with a smile and gave Philippe one last kiss on his still slightly twitching cock. "Did you like it?" she asked and Hermione nodded eagerly. She could feel that she was on the verge of an orgasm of her own and pulled Amelie into a passionate kiss.
She allowed Amelie's hand to make its way between her legs and sighed as Amelie slid two fingers inside her. It wasn't long before Hermione came. She moaned into Amelie's mouth, enjoying the pleasurable tingles that spread throughout her body.
"Now all that's missing is you," Hermione said as they broke away from each other and she commanded Amelie to sit down next to Philippe on the couch. Hermione pulled off her panties and immediately buried herself between her legs, making Amelie moan loudly. She looked up at her and enjoyed seeing the excited look on Amelie's face as she brought her closer and closer to orgasm with her tongue.
Amelie was pulled into a kiss by Philippe and just a moment later her pelvis began to twitch uncontrollably. Hermione kissed the insides of her thighs and looked up happily at the two of them, still fused in an intimate kiss.
"Thank you," Amelie whispered a little later as she stroked Hermione's hair, still kneeling between her legs. Hermione gave her one last gentle kiss between her legs and stood up. After a quick shower, the three of them were so tired that they quickly fell asleep as Amelie and Hermione both made their heads comfortable on one of Philippe's shoulders each.
"Good morning!" said Hermione happily when Amelie and Philippe came into the kitchen. She had gone to enormous trouble to prepare the perfect breakfast for them and a little later served them each a third of the large omelette she had made from Amelie's recipe.
It was the day before Hermione would fly back to England and she was doing her best to enjoy the rest of her time to the fullest. The last few days had been wonderful. They had gone on challenging hikes in the French Alps and had used a rainy day to find out how many orgasms her body could have in a day.
Hermione, while preparing breakfast that morning, had decided to take the final step and actually have her first time with the two of them. They both blushed a little when Hermione bluntly told them about it after breakfast. She had talked to Amelie about it a lot in the last few days and Amelie had talked to her about contraception. Hermione was proud of herself that she hadn't been as shy as she had been when she was with Madam Pomfrey.
She had been grateful that Amelie left nothing to chance and always had her best interests at heart. Amelie had been mildly surprised when Hermione had told her that she was already preventing conception. Before the holiday, she had taken Madam Pomfrey's blue potion for the first time so that she wouldn't have to explain herself in front of a Muggle when things happened and got down to business.
The three of them went for a little bike ride at Hermione's request and Hermione enjoyed the countryside dotted with fields of lavender and herbs one last time before she would fly to London early the next day. She tried to focus all her senses on breathing in Provence and storing it up for as long as she could.
They spent the last evening at Louis's and Hermione was given a dessert with a small H of cocoa by him when he found out it was her last day with Amelie and Philippe. Hermione stifled a few tears, not for the first time that day, but they ran down her cheeks less out of sorrow and more out of happiness. She was excited when Amelie took her by the hand as the three of them stepped through the door of their house. She let her lead her into the bedroom and shivered a little as Amelie placed a kiss on her neck.
"You're nervous, aren't you?" asked Amelie and Hermione nodded. Amelie smiled and stroked her cheek with the back of her fingers. "Remember, it's all in your hands," she said and Hermione nodded again.
"Then kiss me," she said, pulling Amelie towards her by her braids. They melted into a passionate kiss and Hermione felt her excitement slowly being replaced by arousal. Philippe gently stroked her back and Hermione melted into him too a moment later in a long kiss.
"I want it," she said and climbed onto the large bed in front of them both. She threw the covers on the floor and had little trouble convincing them to follow her. She let Amelie remove her clothes and sighed softly when Amelie's tongue touched her between the legs. She closed her eyes and gently massaged her breasts as the arousal grew inside her.
"She's ready," Amelie said a little later with a mischievous grin and climbed up to Hermione where she gave her a gentle kiss. "I want to lie behind you like you did the other day," she said and Hermione lifted her upper body so Amelie could place herself behind her.
It felt wonderful to be able to lean against Amelie's soft and warm skin and feel her hands on her breasts and neck. Hermione shivered excitedly as Philippe grabbed her feet and gently spread her legs apart. She looked into his eyes with arousal and nodded as he looked at her inquiringly one last time.
She moaned as Philippe entered her, slowly inching his way in. She closed her eyes and was caught in waves of arousal as Philippe filled her more and more. He was taking great care to be as gentle as possible with her and Hermione was glad of that, because she had to get used to the unfamiliar feeling of being filled up like this.
At first, she felt a slight twinge, but Philippe was so careful and Amelie so loving that Hermione didn't feel it a little later and craved more and more to feel more of Philippe inside her. She slid her pelvis towards him and moaned loudly when her skin met his. She encircled his lower body with her legs and enjoyed the feeling of the hard cock inside her. Philippe began to move faster inside her and Hermione supported him with her legs still crossed over his bottom.
"Kiss me," she urged Philippe and pulled him down to her, where she moaned into his mouth as he thrust deep inside her. She felt Amelie gently massage her breasts and lightly twirling her nipples, which got her going even more. More and more demanding, she pulled Philippe's pelvis towards her with her legs and let herself fall completely into Amelie's embrace.
She opened her eyes and bit her lower lip as she pulled Philippe, breathing heavily with arousal, into harder and harder thrusts. She finally released him from her clamp hold and moaned excitedly as he took her legs in his hands and placed them over his shoulders, intensifying the sensation between her legs.
She could feel the orgasm coming on her and let herself fall completely. It only took a few more of Philippe's quick thrusts before she came moaning loudly and with her pelvis twitching uncontrollably. Philippe paused and gently stroked her belly as he watched her enjoy her climax.
When Hermione regained full consciousness, she looked up at Philippe and pulled him into a long kiss. She realised he was still hard and sat up. She stood up and pushed him down on top of Amelie who was laughing and moaning loudly a moment later. Hermione lay down beside her and turned Amelie's head towards her to kiss her.
She let her hand wander down Amelie's stomach and supported Philippe's hard thrusts with one finger. She didn't even have to read Amelie's emotions to realise that it was driving her out of her mind. It wasn't long before Philippe came moaning loudly inside Amelie and she seemed to be carried over the threshold by that very thing herself.
Hermione gently stroked Amelie's body and covered her breasts with little kisses. Smiling, she stroked the cheek of the exhausted Amelie and snuggled against her. Philippe dropped onto the other side of Amelie, also exhausted, still breathing heavily.
"I hope you enjoyed it," Amelie said after a while, during which only the breathing of the three of them had been heard in the room.
"It was perfect," Hermione said, beaming at them both who looked up at her happily. She got up and headed for the shower first thing. She could feel herself getting a little irritated from the unfamiliar movements inside her, but she would be only too happy to make that sacrifice in the future if she could experience such feelings beforehand.
As she stepped out of the shower, she gave Amelie a smack on the bum with a laugh and watched her shower off happily. "That was the hottest thing I've ever experienced," Amelie said, rolling her eyes playfully as Hermione looked at her. Hermione nodded and smiled at her as she brushed her teeth.
"You did really great, I'm proud of you," Amelie said as Philippe joined them both in bed and was immediately pulled close by Amelie. He smiled and looked over at Hermione who nodded eagerly.
"Thank you both for being so sweet to me, you made me feel so comfortable!" said Hermione, snuggling close to the two of them. She enjoyed their warmth and it took a trance for her to fall asleep, enjoying the feeling too much to really want to sleep.
"I hope to see you again soon! What are your plans for Christmas?" asked Hermione as Philippe and Amelie walked with her through the large counter hall of Marseille Airport. Amelie laughed and her cheeks turned pink as she looked at Hermione, who gave her a definite look.
"I'll write to you to let you know if it works out, but it should be possible to arrange," she said, winking at Hermione. "After all, we haven't even shown Philippe what we bought in Marseilles last week," she said and Hermione giggled as Philippe looked at them both questioningly. After Hermione had checked in, the security check was now imminent and Hermione hugged them both long and couldn't stop the tears from running down her red cheeks.
"I will remember this forever. This was the best holiday of my life," she said through sobs, pulling Amelie tightly against her. As she pulled away from her, she could see that Amelie had shed a few tears too.
"Thank you for everything, Hermione. Stay as you are," she said, stroking Hermione's arm. Hermione kissed her hand and blew the kiss to both of them before turning and joining the queue of people lining up for the security check.
Author's Note: Hope you liked this little bonus chapter. I have to say I'm excited to start year 3 and I really look forward to it. Next chapter will be out next weekend and after that I'll be going back to updating at least every three weeks, maybe 2.
See you next time,
Kasing
