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"I'm going fucking spare, Granger," Pansy snapped as soon as Hermione stepped out of the Floo. "It's been two fucking weeks and I haven't had sex. I'm going to kill someone."
"Lovely to see you too, Pans," Hermione greeted her. "Sorry I can't help you out."
Harry had been sent to South America to track a rogue Death Eater and he was expected to be gone for a month, not returning until Christmas Eve. Pansy had started complaining about her lack of sex on the third day. Harry and his wife enjoyed a very healthy sex life and even though they'd been together for five years, Hermione knew they still had sex twice a day — they had a talent for fucking in front of the Floo and getting caught. Hermione had been single for two years and knew how Pansy was feeling.
"Harry left some Polyjuice Potion behind. He said I could go get someone and have them take it but it's not like I can trust someone to become him and not tell any–"
Hermione cocked her eyebrow as Pansy trailed off. "Pans, whatever your thinking, the answer is no."
"Come on, Granger! You already know what Harry looks like, you've fucked him so you know how he is in bed. You're the perfect person for this."
"You're asking me to take Polyjuice Potion, become your husband, and fuck you? You realise how mental that sounds, right?"
"It's not mental. I've tried using my hands and my toys and I can't come unless it's around his thick cock. Come on, you know who magnificent is it! And it's Christmas time. This can be your gift to me."
"Harry would kill both of us."
If Hermione was being honest, she wanted to do it. Besides that fact that Pansy was hot as hell and she'd wanted to play with her best friend's wife for years, she'd always wanted to know what it was like to have a penis. Well have one and not be chased by Death Eaters. And she had seen and fucked Harry multiple times since the war ended. They'd never dated but anytime they were between partners, it was easier to hook up with each other than risk the press finding out they were real humans that had sex drives.
"Harry is okay with it. I promise. Want to see the letter?"
Pansy summoned a piece of parchment and Hermione caught it, looking at Harry's handwriting where he clearly stated that he was okay with Pansy playing with someone as long as it was his cock inside her. She scanned the rest of the letter which was filled with filth that Harry had written and felt herself getting wet. If Pansy's pussy really was as great as Harry said, she wanted it.
"Okay," Hermione said. "I'll do it. But I need to see the potion. See how long-lasting it is."
"Let's go upstairs," Pansy said. "I want to get ready for you. And find a hair to put in the potion."
Hermione followed Pansy up the stairs of Grimmauld Place and allowed her mind to wander over all the things she was going to do to her once they were in bed as she checked out the way Pansy's arse looked in her trousers. She had no idea how to work a penis, but she'd had enough sex with them that she thought she could figure it out. Plus, the idea of Pansy naked was enough to get anyone's cock hard.
Entering the master bedroom, Pansy handed her a phial and went into the dressing room to get ready. Hermione cast a few charms over the potion to see how long it would last and was happy to see it was one of the long-lasting ones for Auror missions. That meant she would have eight hours to pleasure Pansy.
She stripped off her clothes, knowing that Harry's body would never fit in them. Her skinny little schoolboy best friend had filled out after the war. Between his growth spurt and the exercise routine for Aurors, he easily outweighed her by six stones. She only had her knickers on when Pansy walked out of the dressing room in a green lace teddy. A flood of arousal went through Hermione and she knew her friend would be able to see the wet spot on her pink knickers if she chose to look.
"Merlin, Granger," Pansy said, her eyes looking her up and down. "If I didn't need cock right now, I'd fuck you. You're going to have to join Harry and me in our bed sometime. I know he still wants you, and I'd love to play with you. What do you think?"
She over-exaggeratedly looked Pansy's tight body over as if contemplating the idea before she smiled. "I'd love to. But for now, let's get you taken care of and we can worry about that once Harry's home."
"He's going to bust a nut as soon as I tell him you're going to be joining us. He's talked about it for years but wasn't sure you'd go for it."
Pansy walked towards her and reached her hand out, a single back strand of Harry's hair on her palm. Picking it up, Hermione dropped it into the phial and watched as it turned the bright gold she remembered. Reaching down, she slipped her knickers off before drinking the potion in one gulp.
Pansy seemed fascinated as she watched her body transform from her friend into her husband. As soon as the bubbling under her skin stopped, Hermione looked over her body. Harry had gotten a new tattoo since she'd seen him naked. A pansy on his hip bone and she ran her finger over it.
"You can explore my husband's body later," Pansy said. "I need you."
"Have you been missing my cock?" Hermione asked, Harry's voice filling the room.
She reached down and stroked her hardening length and moaned. Fuck, that felt good. Motioning Pansy towards her, she ran her hands over her friend's body until she reached the snaps between her thighs that kept her bodysuit secured. She was hot and damp against her hand and Hermione let out a low groan. It took a few tries to unhook the teddy with her larger hands, but as soon as it was open, she let Harry's fingers roam over the slick skin.
"So wet for me, Pansy. Take your teddy off. I want to see your body."
Pansy stood before her and slid the lacy lingerie from her body. Her breasts were perky and her light brown nipples were hard and Hermione wanted to suck them into her mouth. Her cunt was glistening and she needed the woman in front of her. The cock between her legs was painfully stiff and needed to be inside Pansy's body.
Wrapping her arm around Pansy's waist, she pulled her tight body against Harry's and pressed their lips together. It felt strange to be kissing with someone else's lips. Harry's were fuller than her own but Pansy's were soft and knew just how to nip and suck to harden her cock even more. Wanting to feel her friend come, Hermione slipped her hand back between Pansy's thighs and began to rub her clit.
"Oh fuck, Harry!" Pansy cried out. "Just like that."
Keeping her large thumb on Pansy's clit, she moved her hand down and pushed two thick fingers inside her friend's tight passage. It was so different than using her own slim fingers. Harry's were so much longer and was hitting places inside his wife that Hermione's own would never be able to touch. Finding that rough spot deep inside, she rubbed her fingers against it until Pansy broke the kiss and cried Harry's name as her pussy squeezed Hermione's hand.
"Bed. Now," Hermione commanded. She wanted her cock inside that tight channel.
Pansy hurried onto the bed and Hermione went to follow, stumbling slightly with Harry's longer gait. Crawling on the bed, she settled herself between Pansy's splayed thighs.
"Still want this?" she asked.
"Of course I do," Pansy replied, rolling her eyes. "Look at that dick. Who wouldn't want it in them?"
Hermione looked down at the impressive length between her legs. Harry really was blessed and she knew first hand how good it felt to be fucked by it. Knowing that she was about to experience what Harry did every time he fucked his wife was a heady thought. Gripping her cock by the base, she rubbed her head up and down Pansy's wet centre.
Helga fucking Hufflepuff on a badger! No wonder Harry likes to fuck so much and I'm not even inside yet. She positioned herself at Pansy's entrance and began to push inside. Oh, fuck! Don't come! Don't come! Think gross thoughts. Dobby naked with a Christmas elf! Her thoughts calmed as she settled herself fully inside her friend's tight cunt.
"Holy fuck, Pans," she said between gritted teeth. "You feel amazing wrapped around my cock. We're doing this all night long."
"Yes!" Pansy cried out. "Move, Harry. Fuck me hard."
It took a few times for Hermione to get the rhythm right, but as soon as she did, she began to pound into Pansy. Her cunt felt like heaven wrapped around her cock and she made a promise to herself that this wouldn't be the last time she took Polyjuice in order to fuck. Hopefully, Harry wouldn't mind. Heat started to build in her spine and she felt it start to travel towards her cock and knew that would be the end of this fucking.
"Rub your clit, Pans. I want to feel you come around me. Milk my cock."
Pansy yelled something unintelligible as her fingers started to rub her pussy. Hermione looked down, watching Harry's cock pumping in and out of Pansy, her painted nails rubbing her clit vigorously. The tight walls started to flutter around her cock and Hermione's eyes rolled back in her head. Nothing in the world had ever felt like this.
There was nothing she could do to stop the heat as it pooled in her balls and they pulled up close to her body. Everything seemed to explode inside her, her cock the release valve where all the pressure was escaping in jet after jet of come. Pansy's cunt became impossibly tighter around her and screams mingled with Harry's grunts as they finished together.
Collapsing onto the bed next to Pansy, Hermione pulled her into her arms. Gripping her thigh, she hooked her leg over Harry's hip and snaked her hand back between them. Her fingers found her engorged clit and began to circle it.
"I want you to come again, Pans," she said, Harry's voice husky and deep. It sent a shiver through her body and she didn't think it would be long until her cock was hard again. "Give me your pleasure."
"Fuck, Harry," Pansy groaned. Her hips were bucking against Hermione's hand and her fingers tangled in Harry's short hair. Hermione pressed a kiss to her swollen lips, wanting to taste her again. "So close," Pansy breathed into his mouth.
Hermione didn't let up on her assault of her cunt, rubbing and pinching her clit until Pansy's whole body went rigid and she began to shake in her arms. She swallowed her cries, keeping their lips locked together until Pansy finally went limp.
"Holy fuck, Hermione," Pansy said as soon as she caught her breath. "You were so fucking good. We're doing that until Harry comes back."
"Absolutely," Hermione agreed. "But I want to fuck you with my own body too."
"Yes!"
Hermione awoke in her own body as the bed moved and she opened her eyes to see Harry crawling into bed, wrapping his arms around his wife. He was back early and she gave him a bright smile. The smell of sex was strong on the air and there was no way Harry didn't know what they'd been doing the night before.
"Polyjuice?" he asked quietly. She nodded. "How was it?"
"Really good," Pansy mumbled from her pillow. "Let me sleep and I'll tell you all about it. If you need sex, ask Hermione. She fucked me so hard, I'm sore."
"What do you say, Hermione? It's been a long two weeks."
"Now that I know how good sex feels for you, it really would be mean of me to deny you."
"No more talking," Pansy said. "I need sleep. Find another bed. Talk later."
Laughing, Harry stood from the bed and held his hand out to Hermione. She had a feeling this was just the beginning of her relationship with Mr and Mrs Potter.
I saw Mione drinking Polyjuice
Trying to fuck Pansy with a dick
She didn't have a peen
And wanted to dick down deep
She took Potter's hair and
Pansy began to beg and scream.
The next chapter will be a continuation of this story as we join Harry and Hermione in bed. Let me know what you thought! Interact with me on Tumblr (tridogmom)