AN - This is a little story I posted over on Archive Of Our Own and Hentai Foundry more than a year ago, I'm up to chapter four on those sites, with a fifth chapter to vote on if the readers want more explicit mention of the ages of the characters. I'm not going to copy the old Notes but new chapters, rare as they are, will have ANs attached. If you'd like to cast your vote on the level of vagueness regarding the age of the characters you can either leave it in a review or go over to AO3 and say so.
Chapter 3 - Aurors! Aurors!
Hermione stood inside the shower stall running her hands along her inner thighs in order to wash away the evidence of her most recent orgasm. When she finished she switched the water off and reached for her towel, as she wiped the magically enhanced length of fabric across her body, she idly wondered how the thing was enchanted, it always felt dry and removed every last drop of water from her skin and hair. She hadn't researched it… yet. It was on her to-do list.
She looked down, and considered running the towel along her slit just to see if it would work. On the one hand she was curious, on the other it wouldn't matter two minutes after getting out of the shower. In the end she hung the towel on the bar and stepped out of the shower, still dripping wet. She reached down and slipped two fingers between her lips, with a sigh of pleasure she marveled at how her pussy was always sopping wet these days, she didn't remember if she'd gotten a tattoo to make that happen or if it was because she was constantly randy.
Hermione shifted her weight from one foot to the other, the friction of shifting fabric inside her vagina and synthetic Unicock cum sloshing around in her arse made a compelling case for the latter. Right, I got in the shower for a reason, I had to go do something… what was that again? An orgasmic scream from the dorm room reminded her of the brainless slag she'd left on her bed. She fought to suppress a self satisfied smirk and a rush of pride, it felt strangely satisfying to know that she'd caused Parvati to start masturbating, I almost forgot about her, I'll just ask her why she interrupted me.
She pushed open the bathroom door and headed in the direction of her bed, the journey was short and stopped at the foot of it. Hermione stood there for a moment and enjoyed the view, lying in the middle of her bed, with her knees spread wide, cum still painting her face, with her right hand grabbing at the sheets and her left four fingers deep into her snatch, was the brainless slag herself. Parvati had her fingers stuffed as deep into her cunt as she could get them, eyes closed, mouth open and her face contorted in orgasmic pleasure. She didn't even have the decency to move to Lavender's bed to fuck herself. I'll let it go, this time, Hermione thought, equal parts annoyed, amused and aroused.
She cleared her throat. No response. Parvati's fingers just started pumping again, she was clearly still lost in her own little sexual fantasy, Hermione felt another rush of pride, maybe it was her ego doing the thinking but she was fairly confident she knew who Parvati was lusting for while she hammered her cunny. Hermione decided to be a little more direct, she called loudly and sharply, "Parvati."
A startled pair of brown eyes opened and searched the room, they quickly zeroed in on a very familiar and very annoyed looking brunette with a strange smile on her face. She froze in place as surely as if Hermione immobilized her again, panic flooded Parvati's body and her abused cunt clenched even tighter around her fingers. Her heart rate shot up in her panic and the rush of adrenaline left her hyper aware of every sensation, from the soaked sheets rubbing against her bare arse down to the texture of her fingerprints against the walls of her vagina.
Parvati was in a word, hot, in several words, slightly less hot than hell, Hermione realized a moment after she captured the girl's attention. Her dark brown skin was smooth and very nearly flawless. Her big tits were very well shaped, much too large for Hermione's taste but they fit her frame very well, they were probably Ds, their size left them looking a bit smushed into her chest just from her lying on her back, to top off a well formed set of breasts were a pair of lighter brown nipples encircled with similarly shaded areolae. I don't have a good view of her snatch, but if it's half as nice as her baps I might have to borrow one of Belle's toys and take her for a nice long ride… But first I want to make a point.
Hermione summoned her UniCock™ Unicorn dildo from its resting place next to the sexy Indian slag on her bed, it's jizz coated shaft slapped into her hand, splattering her lightly tanned skin with flecks of white. She said calmly, "I see you're still on my bed, do you need help… getting off?"
Her eyes found Parvati's, there was something hard and unyielding in the brunette's expression that sent a terrified chill down the Indian girl's spine. She clenched even tighter around her fingers, whether in fear or arousal she couldn't be sure, but she was sure she wasn't at all ready to find out, "No!" she squeaked immediately, her mind was too focused on Hermione and her own terrified randiness to feel ashamed of how quickly she submitted to the smaller girl.
Hermione brought the slimy shaft up to her face, "You're sure? I could lend you a hand… or something bigger if you prefer." She opened her mouth wide and licked the synthetic Unicorn phallus from its balls all the way up to its flared end, once her tongue was no longer touching the silicone her eyes fell closed and she swallowed the thick white mess that accumulated. She made a satisfied sound and licked her lips sensually before opening her eyes and recapturing Parvati's.
Parvati eyed the incredibly girthy piece of equine anatomy in equal parts fear and desire, her eyes flicked down to where her fingers were still stuffed into her pussy, they flicked back up into the unyielding eyes of the little brunette and then the massive toy that easily dwarfed her arm. She nodded frantically.
Hermione smiled with a hint of cruelty and said in a cool tone, "Then get off of my bed, not on it."
The way Parvati all but flew off of Hermione's bed caused a heady feeling to blossom in her belly, it was… different, it made her feel… like she was in control, like she was powerful, like she could tell the little bitch to do anything and she would do it. An image of worshipful brown eyes staring longingly at her from between her thighs flashed into her head.
Her eyes fell halfway shut and she bit her lip as she savoured the mental image, I wonder how far I can take this. Without turning around she barked, "Who told you to stop?"
Parvati wasn't expecting to be addressed again so soon, if at all, she jumped and cried, "What?"
Hermione spoke in a condescending tone, like Parvati was a stupid little child who couldnt understand simple instructions, "Why did you stop fucking yourself? You looked so close to cumming while you were practically fisting yourself on my bed. So… Why did you stop?"
Parvati's response was a string of unintelligible flustered stuttering, however Parvati didn't seem to be objecting. Hermione bent down at the waist, ostensibly to search for something in her trunk, exposing her drooling cunt, still stuffed with her knickers, purely by accident. Parvati's stuttering stopped immediately. After a moment of rifling through her things she found what she was 'looking' for and called behind her, "If you're going to stare at my box then you can stuff some fingers into yours and enjoy the view properly."
It took a moment to start but eventually she heard the familiar sound of flesh rubbing against slippery wet flesh. A dirty little smirk accompanied the shot of power this time, being in control was… thrilling. The sound when it started was slow and tentative, not at all what Hermione was in the mood for, she braced herself on her trunk and wiggled her hips, she said, "You'll never cum if you keep going that slow. You were screaming while I was in the shower, why are you suddenly feeling so shy?"
The moment she finished speaking Parvati stopped, she stopped long enough for Hermione to worry she'd taken it a bit too far, but the sound of Parvati's self abuse started again much faster and louder than before. Satisfaction flooded Hermione, she wondered why she never felt the need to be like this when she was with Belle. Was it respect? It was true that she didn't really think all that much of Parvati, but she was a decent person, when she wasn't being annoying.
The sound Parvati's fingers made during their fast repeated transition between; warm, wet, and snugly held, and; not inside her aching pussy was starting to really turn Hermione on, her cute little panting noises weren't helping either. She shifted from foot to foot in order to get a bit of much needed friction in her overfilled orifices. Between the gooey white filling in her arse and her knickers stuffed into her pussy there was quite a bit of sensation, but she wanted some external stimulation to go along with it. The problem was that it just didn't seem right for her to start fingering herself, she needed something to start rubbing her clit though and she needed it right the fuck now.
She rose and turned around, the gorgeous Indian slag was a lot closer than she expected, only a metre or so behind her. When Hermione turned around Parvati's gaze shifted to her face, her cool indifference was met with a look of desperate need, Parvati stood there panting, her mouth was open slightly, her dark coffee brown eyes locked onto Hermione's milk chocolate ones, and her eyebrows were scrunched together… Hermione could barely believe anyone would look at her like that. Well… if she wanted Hermione that badly maybe they could both get something they wanted.
Hermione tilted her head to one side and raked her gaze down Parvati's body, pausing briefly where her hand was pumping vigorously between her slick hairless dark lips. "Parvati, tell me something." She said, after watching a moment of the other girl furiously slam her fingers into herself, "Do you want me to make you cum?"
Parvati's expression shifted to disbelieving but hopeful, "Yes!" she called out, her breathing was harsh and her voice was desperate, "Merlin yes! Please!"
Merlin, she's probably going to cum the moment I touch her, Hermione thought in astonishment, struggling to keep her face impassive, when she responded her voice was cool (Not randy beyond reason!) and did not shake at all, (AT ALL!) "Alright, but you'll have to do something for me."
Parvati's fingers slowed, she breathed, "Tell me what you want."
Hermione stepped around her trunk and sat down on her bed, she laid back and said, "Straddle my face and suck my clit."
Parvati's fingers slid out of her dripping snatch and she made her way back to Hermione's bed, she crawled onto it from the opposite side, she paused with her face hovering over Hermione's. Hermione raised an eyebrow at the nervous expression on Parvati's face, the Indian girl shifted uncomfortably for a moment before slowly offering her glistening hand to Hermione's face. Hermione studied it for a moment, sorely tempted to get a quick taste of her soon-to-be-lover, she immediately got a different idea, one more inline with the role she was currently playing.
She gently grabbed Parvati's wrist and guided it back towards her face, she lightly pressed the girl's fingers against her own mouth. Parvati quickly got the message and her slim brown digits slipped between her lush red lips, Hermione flashed her a smile and ran her fingers through Parvati's hair. Once Parvati's fingers left her mouth Hermione pointed toward her spread legs, Parvati licked her lips and crawled further across the bed.
She felt Parvati's warm breath on her drooling lips, she heard her take a deep breath through her nose, the way her body shuddered was flattering. A light kiss brushed against her hairless pubic area, followed by another and another, each one drawing closer to her button. She pulled at Parvati's arse cheeks and thrust her pelvis at Parvati's teasing mouth, as much as she was enjoying this, the bitch wasn't following her instructions, which meant correctional measures were called for. She picked up her wand and cast a cleansing charm at Parvati's virgin rear.
The girl froze as the feeling of the charm swept over her, Hermione said lightly, "I believe I told you to suck my clit, not to tease me." she moved one finger closer to the untouched hole and began circling it, the way Parvati writhed and her hole tightened at her touch was thrilling, "If you're not going to do as I tell you then I'll have to amuse myself."
Before she had a chance to carry out her threat she felt her submissive's face against her inner thighs and lips on her clit. She let her head fall to the mattress as the girl suckled gently on her little nub, unconsciously she started to rock her hips in time with each pull.
Now that she was getting the tongue lashing she wanted it was time to make good on her end of the bargain. She licked her lips in anticipation. The sexy Indian gash brushing against her nose was a bit hairier than she would have preferred, a thick patch of hair at the front but nothing near her lips, but it was beyond a doubt a delectable looking hole. She moved her hands down from Parvati's big curvy cheeks to her fleshy outer lips, with her fingers she spread those sinfully dark labia wide, revealing two slick and juicy inner lips surrounding a very well used hole.
Hermione was slightly more skilled at swallowing spunk than munching muff, but she definitely knew what she was doing. Belle loved a good blowjob and she preferred that Hermione's tongue still be coated in her spunk when she explored her snatch with it. Blowjobs ended up being more frequent simply because Belle also liked to watch Hermione swallow her loads. Hermione was happy either way, Belle tasted divine regardless of which of her juices filled stomach.
Through the rapidly mounting pleasure emanating from her snatch she leaned in and lightly licked up one side of Parvati's box and down the other, just enough to tease but not quite enough to bring her any closer to the release she knew was oh so close. The dark skinned girl whimpered and jerked as Hermione's tongue came into contact with her sensitive skin, her lips clamped down on the little clit she'd been sucking and her fingers dug into Hermione's thighs.
That was more of a reaction than I expected, she thought as Parvati's near orgasm died down enough for her grip to loosen, how about I try something a bit less direct, she turned her head slightly and planted a light kiss on Parvati's inner thigh, she whimpered but continued sucking and licking her cunt. That's it.
A little smirk pulled at Hermione's lips as she began kissing and nibbling lightly at Parvati's inner thighs, with each nip of her lip covered teeth she came closer to the girl's pink hole. With each kiss the girl on top of her shook, with each love bite she rocked her hips, Parvati was barely managing to keep eating her out while she kept her submissive teetering on the brink.
Hermione was so close, all she needed was the right push and she would be squirting another round of girl juice into Parvati's mouth, just as the thought crossed her mind Parvati's hand moved just a bit and she brushed against her butt plug and that was all she needed. Hermione came, hard, almost involuntarily she wrapped her legs around Parvati's head, gripped her arse cheeks and buried her face in the sweet brown slit that was drooling on her chin.
Her quim contracted violently, sending a stream of girl cum directly into Parvati's mouth for the second time in less than an hour. Waves of pleasure racked her body, each one sending another squirt of liquid into the Indian slag's greedily swallowing mouth.
Once Hermione's legs were wrapped around her head Parvati started grinding on Hermione's face, desperate to cum, her drooling cunt smeared her juice across Hermione's forehead, nose and mouth. She was already so close it didn't take much to bring her the rest of the way, barely a handful of seconds after Hermione came so did Parvati.
Parvati moaned loudly, her voice muffled by Hermione's crotch, her hole clenched and seized as she crested her peak, her body shook, spreading more of her cream over Hermione's face.
Both young women jerked and twitched in the throes of orgasm, waves of pleasure assaulted their bodies over and over, making them involuntarily mash their faces into each other's overstimulated fuck holes.
When it was over Hermione unlocked her legs and Parvati rolled off of her. Parvati's breathing was heavy but it quickly evened out and by the time Hermione looked over at her she was asleep. Slightly annoyed Hermione rose from her bed and dressed, heedless of the still drying girl juice covering her face. When she was finished she sent one last look at the sleeping girl on her bed, She'll have to be punished for passing out on my bed, she glanced over at her UniCock, Tempting but I want to feel it when I stuff her cunt, hmm, I'll have to talk to Belle.
She turned her attention to the dorm room door and walked out.
END OF FIRST SCENE, NO PORN UNTIL TONKS SHOWS UP
Hermione walked down the stairs into the common room and a short black haired boy, she recently learned his name was Harry Potter, looked up from his seat by one of the windows at the sound of her shoes coming down the stairs. Upon recognizing her he called, "Hey Hermione, there's an auror looking for you, she said she was here to ask you about the troll last week."
Oh, right I forgot to make Parvati tell me before I left, but an auror? Really? That's… a hell of a lot more than I've come to expect from any magical administration, actually. Frankly I figured the whole thing would get mysteriously forgotten. Hmm, now that I'm going to have to talk to someone from the DMLE my version of events is going to have to be edited a bit, like what I was doing in that bathroom in the first place. I can't very well tell whoever they sent I was getting a twelfth load of Unicorn jizz up my arse, now can I?
She smiled at him and said, "Thanks Harry, how long ago was she here?"
The shy boy smiled back and replied, "Half an hour, maybe a bit longer, I think she said she would wait outside until you came down."
With a bright smile ran over to him for a hug and pecked him on the cheek. The adorable blush that crept up his cheeks caused a decidedly naughty thought to creep into her mind, with a smirk she leaned in until she was sure he could feel her breath on his ear, she whispered, "I just finished tongue fucking Parvati and I've got my knickers stuffed in my cunny."
The way his eyes widened and his entire face turned scarlet was just too cute, after watching his face for a moment she turned on her heel and walked out of the common room. She knew at some point she wouldn't be able to take it anymore and one of them would wind up balls deep in the other's arse hole, she just hoped his cock was larger than his frame implied.
THE PART WHERE TONKS ACTUALLY SHOWS UP,
The moment she stepped through the portrait a woman pushed herself off the opposite wall. The woman had a distinctly punk look that Hermione found dead sexy, her head was bald on one side with long pink hair covering the rest, her features weren't delicate but she was still drop dead gorgeous.
She wore an open black leather jacket and judging by the two little points Hermione could see on the woman's chest there wasn't a bra underneath her black tank top. Completing the ensemble was a pair of black combat boots and beat up jeans. The only indication the woman was an auror was the badge stuck to her leather jacket.
The woman reached out and greeted Hermione with a confident grin, she said, "Hello, I'm Tonks. You wouldn't happen to be Hermione Granger would you?"
Hermione took Tonks' hand and felt her heart rate pick up a bit, she said, "I am actually."
The woman nodded and responded, "Good, I've been waiting for you. I'm the auror who's been sent to get your statement regarding the incident with a mountain troll last week. Do you mind if we take this somewhere more private? We don't have to, I've just never been big on having private conversations in public spaces."
You can take me anywhere or any way you fucking want. The opportunity to be alone with the sexy witch was far too good to pass up, Hermione said, "Sure, lead the way."
The sexy punk chick led them down the corridor for a few minutes before throwing open a random door.
"One second," she called over her shoulder, she walked in and cast a few spells around the room. A few seconds later she nodded and said, "Ok you can come in."
While Hermione walked into the room Tonks was busying herself transfiguring some chairs into something more comfortable and a nearby desk into a coffee table. When she was done there were two comfy looking recliners facing each other with a tall coffee table between them.
Auror Tonks sat down in the chair nearest to her and invited Hermione to sit in the other; once they were seated she looked Hermione in the eye and began the interview with a simple question, "Miss Granger, what can you tell me about your encounter with the troll? Let's start with why you were in that bathroom at that time."
Hermione's mind filled with images and sensations of exactly what she was doing, she said, "I was using it."
Her arms were braced on the wall behind the toilet, her legs were spread wide as her UniCock™ pounded her arse, it just packed another load into her not five minutes ago and it was rapidly building up to another one.
The punk chick maintained eye contact as she crossed her legs. She nodded and scribbled something on her notepad. She said, "Mhmm, for how long exactly? I ask because you hadn't been seen since late that morning and I assume you weren't there for that entire time."
The sensory assault continued even as the auror spoke.
Charms class had just ended and Hermione's bum really needed a good hard shag. She all but ran down the hallway, knocking into that tall ginger bloke, as she ran through a list of places she could go. Belle would be busy this time of day, the dorm room would be… fine but she wasn't really in the mood for something totally private, hallways were more public than she was comfortable with, that left… unused classrooms and bathrooms. She knew which of the two was more likely to result in her discovery, and therefore which option suited her needs perfectly.
The woman cleared her throat, reminding Hermione that she hadn't answered. She took a quiet breath before answering, "Yes actually I was," she made something up quickly, "I was crying," in pleasure as my toy came inside me again, "someone insulted me and I just couldn't handle it that day." That big ginger can be an annoying pain in the arse when he wants to be.
Tonks stood from her chair and sat on the table in front of Hermione with her legs spread wide. She kept talking but Hermione wasn't listening anymore. Her eyes were too busy roving up the woman's fantastic legs, savouring the sight of those shapely thighs in tight muggle jeans. Her eyes roamed ever further, in her mind her view wasn't obstructed by denim, just sexy smooth skin filling her imagination, until they reached a thick bulge at Tonks' crotch.
Her eyes zeroed in on that inexplicable girthy bulge and her imagination painted a very clear and veiny picture. It was long, much too long for enjoyable vagnial sex, and thicker than her wrist with thick veins standing out from its mouth watering length. Hermione licked her lips as her mind began to fabricate another in a long string of fantasies.
She pictured Tonks standing in front of her, Tonks had an intense look on her face, it was confident and lustful, it said 'I know exactly what you want.' Hermione's attention was drawn away from Tonks' face when Tonks reached down and popped the button on her low-cut jeans, as the two bits of denim split, smooth skin greeted Hermione's randy stare, the thought of Tonks not bothering to wear knickers just felt so deliciously naughty.
Tonks slowly pulled her zipper, slowly enough that each pair of teeth came apart with a clear and distinct sound, until it was all the way down. Once her fly was down she moved her hand to her thigh, resting it alongside the lump in her jeans. Hermione's eyes locked onto Tonks' hand as she started to slowly rub it up and down the outline of her pole. With each movement of Tonks' hand the bulging outline strained more and more against its denim covering, at full mast she stopped stroking and rested her hand halfway down the outline of her cock, That thing goes more than halfway to her knee! Fuck me! I want that in my arse so badly.
Once Hermione had gotten an eyeful of Tonks' cloth clad member the other woman reached into her jeans and pulled her dick free of it's confines. It was exactly like what she'd imagined, Tonks' hand barely wrapped all the way around that perfect piece of meat as she slowly stroked back, pulling the foreskin away from the head with agonizing slowness, revealing a turgid reddish purple head glistening with a thick layer of clear pre-cum.
Imagination Tonks stood in front of her, the eye of her massive cunt stretcher pointing straight at Hermione's face, and stroked herself slowly, she said, "Open your mouth, I want somewhere to put your reward for being such a good little slag."
In her mind Hermione's mouth was open before Imaginary Tonks finished her sentence. Real Hermione whispered under her breath and fingered her wand, a well practised spell caused the plug in her arse to start lengthening and shortening slowly, languidly fucking her needy rear.
Tonks' hand started pumping faster and she moved closer, her free hand grabbed Hermione by the back of her head and slowly pushed her face up to the end of her cock. Hermione's eyes nearly crossed as she stared at the fat head, a thick blob of clear liquid drooled out of the hole in it's tip and Hermione imagined herself leaning forward to catch it in her mouth.
It tasted (Wait what?) surprisingly good, (sweet with a strong hint of blueberry?) It wasn't like anything else she'd tasted so far but she liked it. Hermione tilted her head back and moaned as she rolled it around in her mouth, desperately trying to coat her tongue with it so she could hold onto the taste of Tonks for as long as possible after she swallowed. When she finally swallowed she felt the slimy goo slide down her throat, she rolled her tongue around her mouth again, she could feel a layer of the delicious slime lubricating her mouth. Somehow she'd shifted to a kneeling position in front of Tonks, she wasn't sure when that happened but she was fantasizing so she wasn't going to question it.
Tonks licked her lips and picked up her pace, she groaned out, "I doubt you'll like the white stuff quite that much," she was breathing hard and her stroking was picking up more speed, "but that's fine, whatever you don't swallow I'm going to paint you with."
Thick globs of clear fluid drooled out of her pole into Hermione's mouth, Hermione was now picturing herself from Tonks' perspective, her eyes were closed and her expression conveyed silent rapturous pleasure. The clear viscous slime pouring into her was mixing with her saliva and filling her mouth with the taste she so desperately wanted.
Somehow Hermione could feel a massive spike of pleasure building and mingling with the familiar pleasure of having a toy pound her arse, it was different from what she usually felt when she was about to cum. She looked down at Imaginary Tonks' cock, she could feel it in her hand, she could feel her hand wrapped around it, stroking it. It was hard but there was a soft layer of skin over it, the skin felt like a well fitting sleeve gliding across the hard flesh of her dick, allowing her hand to rub a firm pressure on all of the right places down it's length. The intense pleasurable sensation was emanating from it and she wanted more.
Tonks' eyes were locked on Hermione's lips as she closed her mouth and swallowed.
The only warning Hermione got was Tonks letting out a loud groan.
The pleasure coming from the imaginary cock spiked impossibly high, she watched and felt the pole in her hand as it twitched hard and a lance of white goo surged toward her face.
Half a second later she felt a hot line splatter onto her nose and across one of her closed eyelids, followed by another spike of pleasure, another twitch, another hot line, across her forehead this time, she watched it land halfway into her hair.
She knew it would stop eventually and she wanted to taste it, so she opened her mouth and moved her head forward just in time to envelop the hole in the tip with her lips. The image of herself, eyes closed and suckling the tip of Tonks' oversized womb wrecker with an expression of need and pleasure was more than she could handle, the third spike of pleasure shooting down Tonks' meat was more intense than both the previous ones combined.
Her clam hammer didn't twitch so much as it kicked, and a massive jet of something hot and slimy and bitter hit the back of her throat, the rapturous expression on her cum slathered face intensified, another jerk sent another huge gush of slime into her mouth.
There wasn't enough room left in her mouth for another spurt so she pulled away, just in time to catch Tonks' fifth shot across her cheek. Fantasy Tonks was still going strong, she leaned back pulling her tip from Hermoine's hungry lips and pointed her cock at her shirt clad A cups, sending a few dollops of spunk to leave messy cum stains all over Hermione's shirt.
It took a while but eventually the oversized member in her hand stopped spewing Tonks' genes across her front. Still watching herself from Tonks' perspective Hermione thought she looked like a picture perfect cum hungry slag. Her mouth was open wide and she couldn't see any of her teeth past all the baby batter filling it, a chunky white line ran from the corner of one eye across the bridge of her nose and straight across her other eyelid. She felt a little flare of disappointment when she noticed that there wasn't more cum in her hair, a twitch between her legs fixed that issue, the line across her cheek was now dribbling onto her collar and she had semen stains with blobs of stranded sperm on the small swell where her tiny tits were hidden beneath her shirt.
It made her want to do it again.
Her/Tonks eyes traveled downward to her imaginary self's skirt. The still hard cock throbbed in her hand and she felt Tonks lick her lips.
Abruptly her fantasy vision shifted back to her own perspective, she opened her eyes and found herself staring up into Tonks' face, an amazingly naughty idea sent a shiver down her spine. She made eye contact with Tonks and slowly reached down and began unbuttoning her shirt, she toyed with the first button until she knew Tonks was looking, a quick twist of her fingers popped it open.
She enjoyed the way the auror's eyes followed her fingers, curious to see where Hermione was going. She popped the next button and spread her shirt, just a bit, revealing her lack of a bra, a fact that set Tonks' hand pumping again. Satisfied that she had Tonks' full attention Hermione tilted her head ever so slightly, allowing some of the cum in her mouth to dribble out onto her chest.
The warm fluid felt good on her little tits and she wanted to rub it all over herself so she quickly popped the rest of her buttons and threw her shirt off, spilling a bit more of her salty treat down her chin in the process. Once her shirt was off her hands went to her chest and began fondling her slippery jizz coated nipples, the intense pleasure went straight to her belly where she could feel her orgasm getting closer and her eyes fell closed as she tilted her head back.
She could still feel Tonks' hand working her cock and her balls churning out sperm at an alarming rate, she glanced down, Holy fuck, did they get bigger? She hadn't paid them much attention before but she was pretty sure they weren't apple sized before that cumshot. She swallowed involuntarily, forgetting about her mouthful of dessert until half of it was well on it's way to her stomach, she made an annoyed little noise, deciding to give up on sexiness and swallowed again to get the rest of it.
"I hope you enjoyed that, because your ovaries are going to be marinating in the next one." The pink haired woman said as she let go of her meat.
Huh? Was all Hermione could think as Tonks suddenly went off script, pushing her onto her back on the floor.
"Line me up." Came a throaty whisper.
Missionary wasn't really a good anal position (Hermione really had no idea why her fantasy had turned this way, it was still fucking hot) but she lifted her arse off the floor and lined Tonks' dick up with her bum hole as instructed.
"Ah, ah, ah. Nice try, but I already told you, you're getting bred in this fantasy." The woman pinning her down whispered into her ear as she felt the massive pillar of meat suddenly shift position, lining itself up with her virgin pussy. Before she could form any kind of protest Tonks began moving forward, the crown of her industrial size baby maker slid into Hermione's drooling slit without even a pretence of resistance. As the fat head split her canal she looked down to see an outline of the mammoth dick sliding up her belly, every inch grinding and pressing against this amazing spot on the front wall of her cunt that took her breath away.
The sensation continued for ages, long past when she thought she was completely full, on and on it continued, her baby factory just kept stretching to accommodate the mammoth shaft. Finally when she felt Tonks hips hit hers the cock stopped, she marveled at the size of the cock buried inside her snatch, it's outline made a bump larger than her tiny tits. She reached down and rubbed just below her sternum where the outline ended, Tonks groaned saying, "Fuck me, you'd better stop that or round two is gonna be short."
Tonks leaned down and braced herself, placing her arms on either side of Hermione's head, she looked deeply into Hermione's eyes and immediately Hermione realized she'd lost the feeling of Tonks' cock from her perspective until this moment.
Her vision began to darken around the edges. She was balls deep in her own pussy and it was incredible, she could feel how tightly her fuck hole was wrapped around Tonks' pole, she could feel her hands rubbing it's head and how dangerously close it was to blasting her with another dose of seed.
Abruptly Tonks took Hermione's hands in one of hers and pressed them a little bit lower on her belly, then she pulled back until her tool was halfway out and pushed forward again, spearing deep into Hermione's pussy and setting a moderate pace that still left her seeing stars. For both of them the pleasure was building rapidly, it was already nearly overwhelming, in spite of that, Tonks kept pumping her meat into her gushing hole, they both felt Tonks' sack tightening in preparation to send a flood of hot cum balls deep into Hermione's fertile cock sleeve.
No matter how hard Tonks fucked her she never actually came, her cock always felt like it was one thrust away from pouring every last drop of cum she had straight into her hungry cunt but it never did. She whimpered in desperation, she wanted, needed Tonks to cum, to fill every last crevice of her snatch full of seed, to stuff her so full of jizz she'd be pushing it out for a week.
The moment the thought crossed her mind Tonks leaned her face closer to her ear as she hammered her sodden hole and asked, "Do you want my cum?"
"Yes!" Hermione shouted.
"Then beg," She punctuated the word with a vicious thrust of her hips, slamming her fuck meat deep into Hermione's cunny, pounding her overgrown crown on the entrance to her womb, "for it, tell me you want my cum in your pussy."
"Fuck yes! I want all of your seed inside me, fill my little cock sleeve with your cum!"
With a satisfied growl Tonks said in a low lustful voice, "Beg me to breed you, Tell me how badly you want to carry my children."
She'd never thought of kids before but at this moment there was nothing she wanted more than getting her belly stuffed full of pink haired mini aurors, she moaned languidly, "Ooooooh Merlin yes! Knock me up," she moaned again more harshly, "Please!"
As the last word left her mouth Tonks pleasure finally boiled over and she let the floodgates open, Tonks hilted herself in Hermione's drooling and abused fuck hole, her balls tightened while every muscle between her knees and waist seized in an effort to push an elephantine creampie straight into Hermione's fertile cunt. Hermione felt the first shot coming down Tonks' length as the tube on its underside bulged, the feeling this massive shaft pressed squelching inside her womb was intense as its head jerked violently, rubbing into the furthest depths of her reproductive system, then came Tonks' cum, with no space between the head of the woman's cock and the deepest wall of her genitals the hot thick genetic material sprayed out in all directions inside her, putting the first new sterile coloured layer on the walls of her baby factory, the paint itself was anything but sterile, she knew it.
Tonks baby batter warmed her belly as she kept pumping thick globs of it directly into her hungry womb, it was the strangest most amazing feeling she'd ever imagined, she was cumming with a cock and her pussy, the cock shooting its cum straight into her pussy, and her pussy orgasming from being filled. Both felt distinctly different from her usual assgasms, and she was acutely aware of an intense pressure in her own body building just below Tonks' slightly flared cockhead, it wasn't just a pressure, it felt like something else was building there too, it buzzed pleasantly, adding to the sinful pressure, Tonks breathed, "Fucking hell, can you feel that?"
Hermione could only nod, the feeling was so amazing she couldn't say anything, Tonks spoke again just as breathing as before, "I didn't think you'd be able to feel that in your head, want to know what that is?"
Again Hermione nodded, the buzzing grew faster and more intense, the pleasure was threatening to force her into another orgasm before she'd even finished cumming. Her vision darkened further.
"That's your magic responding to mine," she said in a voice ragged with pleasure, her cock still poured her liquid seed into Hermione's fertile garden, "Holy fuck, I might have actually just bred you, this is all in your head and you might actually end up as my newest little MILF." She breathed in astonishment, "That buzzing is in your tubes, you wanted it so bad your magic is forcing your body to put some of my magic into one of your eggs,"
"What? How?" Hermione asked in a pleasure blurred daze. That delicious buzzing forced her to cum again, it wasn't stopping, it was growing rapidly. Threatening to send her into a constant state of carnal bliss.
"Yeah," Tonks groaned in rapture, she continued her voice trembling in pleasure, "as for how, well, witches don't need to get jizz in their cunts to get knocked up," Hermione wasn't the only one still cumming, Tonks balls were tightening and loosening as they continued forcing a gargantuan volume of her creamy spunk into its new home, "anything magical with a cock and a sufficient desire to breed can put a baby in a witch, as long as she wants it to."
The buzzing cut off any attempt Hermione could make at speech, it felt so fucking good, if this was how it felt to create a magic life then she was going to end up with a family that made the Weasley's look like a dying line. The fantastic sensation came to a head, it moved into her slightly inflated womb, it felt so right for this sensation to be centered in a belly distending volume of spunk, and from there it grew, not in intensity, but in size, this orgasmic feeling expanded until it filled her belly, it kept growing and growing, her vision darkened more as it engorged, finally when it hit her nipples it became too much, her vision swam and she knew she was seconds away from being overwhelmed with it.
The last thing Hermione was aware of before her vision went black was Tonks' cock jerking again as it began to dump another batch of hot cream deep into her already overstuffed vagina.
Tonks fell back onto the table breathing hard as the girl fell face first onto her throbbing member as it shot her last load into her jeans. Her eyes fell closed as she got her breath back, the pressure of the brunette's face on her prick prolonged her orgasm enough for a couple more spurts of her cum to dribble down her pant leg.
Holy fuck, that was something else, I'm definitely going to have to talk Belle into letting me ride that arse for real.
An amused voice interrupted her respite, "Enjoy yourself?"
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