hermione comes for sex. filch throws a wrench into those plans.
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hermione knocked on filch's office door. he had asked her to come by half five, and she was, as per usual, prompt.
"enter."
she quickly stepped in, closing the door behind her.
"good evening, mr. filch."
argus filch drank in the sight of her. she was in her school uniform and her cheeks were already flushed. he patted his leg, and hermione eagerly straddled his lap.
"i've missed you, lass," he breathed.
filch's hands slipped up her skirt, finding her cotton panties and gripping her ass cheeks as the girl leaned in for a deep kiss.
filch grunted. he could feel the heat from hermione's cunny through his trousers, and his dick sprang to life.
filch slipped his tongue into her mouth, and hermione rubbed her panty-clad pussy against his hard-on.
with one hand he undid his trousers and let his cock out, his other slid from her ass to up her shirt, pushing aside her thin bra.
he quickly found her nipple and pinched it, earning a hiss from the girl.
"please, i need you inside of me," hermione gasped, sliding her hands from his shoulders to around his neck as she lifted her pussy up.
filch pulled her panties to the side. they were so soaked from the chit's horny juices, leaving his fingers wet. filch positioned his hard cock at her entrance and hermione pushed down.
"yesss, mmm, oh fuck yes!"
"you're so tight," filch grunted out, the girls wet folds compressing his hard dick.
she felt amazing. he tweaked her hard nipples, rolling them between his calloused fingers as she impaled herself on him. he couldn't wait for the other guest to get here.
hermione slipped her hands into his greasy hair and kissed filch hard on the mouth as she rode him. pushing herself up and down, controlling every movement. filch pushed his tongue into her mouth, his kisses wet and messy.
hermione moaned, a tingle and warmth building in her pussy. filch's thin cock felt perfect in her hot hole, and she wanted him deeper and deeper.
two knocks sounded at the door.
immediately, filch pushed her away. his hard dick slipped out of her with a slick popping sound, and filch forced her down under his desk.
showtime, he thought to himself.
"enter."
the door opened to reveal a red-headed ronald weasley. he, of course, was here for the detention filch had given him earlier this morning for hexing a slytherin the halls.
as soon as he had given him a detention, filch had requested the granger girl to come service him just before the boy would arrive.
filch's dick bulged, wet and hard from the girl's pussy.
"sit down, mr. weasley. you'll be writing lines tonight."
"uh, yes, sir," the boy looked surprised. usually filch would make students clean the trophy room or a bathroom or something of the sort. tonight, however, he had different plans.
hermione, on her knees under filch's desk, was shaking.
in surprise. in fear. in excitement.
she could hear ron rummaging in his bag as he sat down in the desk in the corner. her pussy throbbed. she had been minutes from cumming and now, she was horny and hiding under the desk of hogwarts' caretaker. his hard dick directly in front of her face.
her cheeks burned. if ron were to find out...
filch's hand appeared in front of her. he blindly grasped for her unruly hair and pulled her toward his crotch as he watched the red head pull out his notebooks.
hermione bit her lip to hold in a gasp of pain. filch grabbed the based of his hard cock and positioned it blindly at her lips. hermione opened her mouth obligingly, moving her head so that it would land perfectly into her warm mouth. her tongue caressed his wrinkled dick, tasting herself on him.
"what should i write?"
hermione closed her eyes and sucked hard, swabbing her tongue against the tip of his cock.
filch grunted and started to push and pull on her curls.
"i will not use magic in the halls."
hermione let him lead her, relaxing her throat as she sucked. she tried to be quiet, and for the most part, she was.
her pussy burned and throbbed in desire for filch's thin cock. her heart beat was loud in her ears at how easily she could be caught by ron.
"how many lines?" ron asked, his voice was sullen.
filch pushed hermione's head down, causing the girl to choke back a gasp, sucking harder to try to distract her throat from the discomfort of filch's dick slipping past her uvula. her nose running into his dirty pubic hair. he smelled of sweat and musk.
"until i tell you to stop," filch's voice sounded a little strained. hermione wondered if ron picked up on that.
filch pulled her harder, and hermione started to bob her head, quickly falling into a rhythm.
up, down, up, down, increase suction, up, down, swirl tongue around the head of his cock.
she could hear the scribble of ron's quill against parchment. it sounded loud in her ears as she concentrated on breathing quietly through her nose.
hermione resisted the urge to moan as she sucked. filch was profusely leaking precum, and the meaty taste was delicious.
it dawned on hermione, as she sucked filch's cock beneath his desk, that filch had planned this. he planned for her to come not long before ron would arrive for his detention.
filch's grip on her hair tightened, almost painfully so, as he began to pull and push with more urgency.
slobber ran down hermione's chin as she kept pace, enjoying filch's dick. her taste was pretty much gone, and all she could taste was his meaty precum and his skin.
filch's breathing was a little uneven. hermione wondered if ron noticed. she pulled back, refusing to allow filch to cum so easily.
filch pulled on her hair for a moment before releasing her curls with a grunt of annoyance.
hermione steadied herself before setting both hands on his arithic knees
slowly, hermione kissed up his thighs, suckling the skin near his rigid dick and balls. moving one hand, she grasped the base of his member and began to stroke him as she drug her tongue to his tight ball sack.
filch suppressed the urge to pant, flaring his nostrils in a sigh of agitation. the girl was such a bloody tease. he'd have to discipline her later for this.
she licked his wirey hairs, pulling one of his balls into her mouth and gently sucked, enjoying the way filch tilted his hips up toward her face.
hermione caressed it and loved it before moving to his other ball. his sweaty balls tasted like dead skin, but she couldn't bring herself to mind much. her pussy was so wet, she was probably dripping onto the floor at this point. gods, she wished ron would fuck off so she could be fucked.
instead of thinking about her burning desire to be filled up and maybe even spanked again, hermione concentrated completely on filch, the sound of her heart in her ears, and the sound of ron slowly chucking away at his lines.
hermione licked from his balls up to the tip of filch's dick and back down. she swiped back up, this time, taking his head into her mouth and sucking, rubbing her tongue along the slit of his dick, wishing filch would cum so she could taste him.
filch stared at the red headed boy, gritting his teeth to keep from moaning as hermione sucked his hard dick. he was not accustomed to restraining himself and a small part of him regretted this plan. the other part, the much larger part of him, knew how easily they could be caught. he almost wanted the weasley boy to walk around his desk and see his little friend as the whore she is.
filch would treasure this night for years to come.
a wet noise sounded from hermione, presumably accidental. he could feel her tense, pausing all ministrations as she listened for the boy's quill.
ronald, for his part, flicked his eyes questioningly toward filch before immediately averting them away from filch's scowling face.
filch's lips parted as hermione took his length back into her mouth, like a good little trollop, and began to suck harder, bobbing her head quickly.
filch let out a breath as his balls tingled again. the girl hard started and stopped so many times, he was sure his balls were turning blue. he couldn't wait to unload in her warm, hot mouth.
or maybe, he would direct it all over her face and tits. perhaps some would get in her eye.
hermione had sped up, enjoying the way filch would stiffen and slowly relax.
for a moment, she was sure ron had heard her. the slurp had sounded incredibly loud to her ears in the quiet of the office, but presumably ron hadn't noticed. they had almost been caught... by ron...
hermione squeezed her legs together, humping the air slightly, wishing to be full of filch's cock. she was so close to cumming in sheer anticipation; she felt sure that one stroke of filch's cock would push her over the edge.
hermione slowed her head movements, increasing her suction. filch's hand quickly found it's way to the back of her head, attempting to urge her faster, but hermione was having none of it.
filch huffed, his eyes half lidded as he started at ronald weasley. he had been moments from spurting his hot baby-making milk down her throat.
ron weasley, for his part, thought filch was acting awfully strange. had he been jinxed... and surely... he wasn't touching himself as he stared, right? filch's hand kept dropping down under the desk, and at moments... he almost seemed... excited.
hermione closed her eyes, taking more and more of filch's wrinkly cock down her throat. her head moved leisurely, soaking up every moment of sucking his cock, every taste.
hermione pinched her nipple with one hand and slid her other up to filch's crotch, cupping his balls. she sucked harder, rubbing her tongue around the tip in a swirl and familiarizing herself further with every groove of filch's horny dick.
suddenly, she could feel filch's hand back in her unruly hair, grasping it tightly. hermione opened her eyes as filch pulled her head back slightly. filch grunted and his hard cock twitched.
thick, hot ropes spurted out of filch's cock. hermione let out a small moan as most of it hit her tongue. gods, filch tasted salty and meaty and delicious. the rest of filch's cum splashed on her face and neck.
hermione hungrily swallowed it, licking her lips, hermione started wiping filch's cum into her mouth, not wanting to waste a drop as she sucked her fingers clean.
"get out." filch grunted, and hermione was suddenly aware once again that ron was there, witnessing every sound they made and every move filch made from his desk up.
she heard the sound of ron quickly packing up his bags and running out of the room as she leaned forward and sucked whatever might be left from filch's cock, making filch groan.
"you filthy little girl."
hermione sucked as filch's dick shriveled up once again and then climbed back onto his lap. fuck, that was hot.
hermione kissed him hard, pressing her drenched pussy against his soft cock.
hermione moaned, rolling her hips against him. fuck she wanted him inside her, but filch had already came.
his tongue warred with hers as he tweaked her nipples hard. perhaps next time he would clamp them.
"argus," hermione moaned his name.
she gyrated her hips, attempting to get some friction against her clit. filch was only interested in her nipples for now though.
"mmmm," she kissed him heatedly, sucking his tongue slightly as he dipped it into her mouth again.
filch gathered a bit of spit in the back of his mouth and pushed it into hermione's, gratified when she eagerly lapped it up. first his cum, then his spit. he wondered what else she might lap up. fuck, this girl would be the end of him.