A Summer Camp Fling

(AN: I don't own Harry Potter or any known characters. Ash Davis is mine though. Harry Potter and all known characters belong to J.K. Rowling. This chapter is once again full of smut. I don't know if every chapter will be lemony, but what I have written so far does have lots of citrusy goodness. Please Read and Review. And most of all ENJOY!)

Hermione was staring again, and she knew it, but she couldn't help it. Her camp counselor was a very attractive man. And this year, Hermione had found her hormones. And they were wreaking havoc on her dreams. She had woken up every night in a cold sweat, her knickers soaked, from dreams about her camp counselor doing all manner of naughty things to her body. It was driving her nuts. And right now, Ash Davis looked ridiculously sexy in only a pair of cutoff jean shorts and a pair of trainers. Sweat was sliding down his chest and back, and Hermione's eyes followed the trails of perspiration as they followed the planes of his muscles and slid beneath his shorts. It was a hot day today, and Hermione herself was wearing a blue and green bikini beneath her short denim cutoffs and the plaid button-down shirt she had thrown on over it. Her thick, wild curls were thrown up in a messy bun.

The object of her perusal turned and his blue-green eyes caught hers in a knowing glance. She turned away, blushing.

Later that night Hermione was laying down by the lake in a secluded little spot she had found that was surrounded by a group of large trees. She was laying out on a blanket, staring up at the stars. She was searching for and naming off all the constellations that she had learned about in Astronomy at Hogwarts. But her thoughts had been wandering back to her camp counselor. She heard a twig snap and turned her head to find the object of her thoughts was standing about five feet away, looking down at her.

"It's a little late to be out here all on your own Miss Granger." Ash said.

"It's peaceful out here. And you can't see the stars like this where I live." Hermione said, sitting up.

Ash sat down on the blanket Hermione was laying on, causing Hermione to sit up.

"What are you doing out here so late?" Hermione asked.

"I was on my way back from doing bed check and found that one of the campers wasn't where she was supposed to be, so I went looking for her." Ash said.

"I didn't realize how late it was." Hermione said.

"I'm not here to punish you Hermione. I caught you staring at me earlier." Ash said.

Hermione turned beet red.

"I'm sorry." She squeaked.

"Don't be, I actually find it flattering that a girl as beautiful as you, happened to be staring at me." Ash said.

"You think I'm beautiful?" Hermione asked, looking up at him, surprised.

"I think you are gorgeous." Ash said.

"No one's ever said that about me before." Hermione said.

"Then they are either blind or stupid. You are a very attractive young woman Hermione." Ash said.

She turned away, blushing profusely. He cupped his hand against her flaming face and turned her to face him. His thumb brushed over her bottom lip.

"I would really like to kiss you Hermione." Ash said.

He felt her cheek heat up beneath his hand.

"What is it?" Ash said.

"I've never kissed anyone before." Hermione said.

"How is it you have never had a boyfriend before Hermione. A man would have to be either blind or stupid not to see how beautiful you are." Ash said.

"I'm not the most social person in the world, and I am considered a nerd at school. I'm the smartest student in my class. Most boys don't find that attractive in a woman." Hermione said.

"Well, I am not a blind little boy. I can see that you are much more than just a walking brain. And as I said, I would really like to kiss you. Would you let me?" Ash asked.

Hermione nodded and Ash smiled before leaning forward to press his lips gently against hers. When she didn't pull away, he pressed his lips against hers a bit harder. After the initial shock of his lips against hers, Hermione started to respond. He pulled away after a few moments, and fought a smile when she whimpered in protest. When she opened her eyes, he could see that she wanted more, so he leaned back in and pressed his mouth against hers in a more insistent kiss. He pulled her into his lap and when she gasped against his lips, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue between her parted lips. After a few hesitant moments, she slid her own tongue over his and their kissing became more intense. His fingers tangled themselves in her hair and she pressed herself more fully against him.

She is definitely a fast learner, Ash thought to himself as they fought for dominance in the kiss.

They pulled apart when the need to breathe became necessary and Ash admired the mess he had made of the young woman currently straddling his lap. Her cheeks were red, her chest was heaving, her lips were bruised and swollen, and her hair was a wild mess. But he thought she looked good enough to eat. He brushed her hair off her face and then pulled her back down for another kiss.

Hermione was laying in her bed later that night, her fingers brushing over her bruised, kiss-swollen lips. Ash was definitely a good teacher, and such a fantastic kisser. She had several hickeys on her neck that she would have to cover up tomorrow, but it was the one on her left breast, that she had would leave alone. She had certainly enjoyed getting all the hickeys, but the one on her breast, she had definitely enjoyed the most. Ash had pulled off her bikini top when their kissing had gotten more intense and his hands had come up to caress her breasts and tease her nipples. She had torn her mouth away from his and moaned while his mouth had traveled down her neck and across her chest. It was then that he flipped them over and laid her down on the blanket. He continued teasing her nipples with his fingers as he sucked on her neck.

She had pressed her legs together and rubbed them to bring herself some relief from the inferno building between her legs. She whimpered and grabbed the back of Ash's head as his mouth closed around her left nipple. He had pressed their centers together and she had wrapped her legs around his hips as he continued to tease her nipples. He rocked his clothed lower body against hers and she met him thrust for thrust. She could feel the fire in her belly growing hotter, and when Ash bit down on her nipple, she felt the fire explode and she realized that she was cumming. Her body spasmed and she let out a loud, lusty wail as she came down from her first orgasm that wasn't self-induced. Ash had murmured to her how beautiful she was when she came, and he hoped that he would have the chance to make her cum again.

Ash had walked her back to her cabin after that, and after another intense snog against the door of her cabin, she bid him goodnight and went inside. She had climbed into the shower a few minutes later and had stood beneath the cool spray, thinking about the kisses she had shared with Ash.

The next few weeks were spent exploring her budding sexual feelings with her camp counselor. The first week had been spent meeting in the spot where they had first kiss, making out, groping and dry humping each other. He really liked playing with her breasts, and took every chance he had to tell her how much he loved her breasts. The second week, he had added a new first to their explorations. They had been making out when his hand had slipped into her bikini bottom and began exploring her drenched folds. She had moaned into his mouth before nipping his bottom lip and he pulled back, asking with his eyes. She had nodded and he had sat up and pulled his hand from her bikini bottoms before pulling the tiny black shorts from her body and tossing them to the side. She had had the overwhelming urge to cover her now completely naked body with her hands, but the look of utter lust in his eyes had stopped her.

She had spread her legs wider at his insistence, and he laid between them, his shoulders keeping her legs apart. He had leaned forward and inhaled deeply, the scent of her arousal washing over him. He let his tongue flick out and smirked when she gasped and her hips jerked. He had spent the next ten minutes exploring her with his tongue and she was wriggling and writhing beneath his ministrations, begging him to touch her in the one place he wasn't. He had teased her for a few more minutes, with her tugging on his blonde hair and pleading with him to put his mouth on her clit, until finally, he put her out of her misery and latched his mouth onto her clit. He had flicked his tongue against it until she came with a long, keening wail of his name. Once she had stopped trembling, she had yanked him up and crushed her lips against his, tasting herself on his lips and pressing her still slick cunt against the front of his trousers.

"You are a needy little thing aren't you." Ash panted when he finally managed to pull away.

"You bring out the slut in me." Hermione panted.

Her hand slipped into his trousers and her hand wrapped around his straining erection. He hissed when she had wrapped her dainty little hand around his cock and started exploring for herself. She had wanted to return the favor, and he had showed her what he liked, and she had given him a fantastic hand job. She had also wanted to give him a blow job, but it was late and she had to get to bed. But the next night, he had shown her how to pleasure him with her mouth, and he had cum hard, all while expressing how well she learned and complimenting that she was a quick learner. She had blushed prettily and he had rewarded her hard work by making her cum with his mouth and fingers hard enough to see stars.

After four weeks of exploration and furthering their sexual relationship, Hermione was finally ready to take the final step. She wanted Ash to be her first. She wanted him to take her virginity. And she wanted it to be tonight. She had told Ash to meet her in her cabin after bed check and she would be waiting for him. It was now after bed check, and Hermione had just finished lighting the last candle when there was a knock at the door. When she opened it, she watched Ash's eyes widen as they traveled up her scantily clad form. She pulled him inside and shut and locked her cabin door.

When he looked around to take in the candles burning, the fireplace burning merrily, and the nicely made up bed, he realized what was going on. He turned to see Hermione standing unsurely in the middle of the cabin, chewing on her bottom lip and blushing profusely while looking anywhere but him.

"Are you sure Hermione? Once this happens, you can't take it back. You can only give up your virginity once. Are you sure you want it to be to me?" Ash asked.

"Yes. I want you to be the one to make me a woman. I want you to be my first. You were my first kiss, you were the first to touch me intimately, now I want you to be the first man I sleep with. We've already done everything but, and I want to have you inside of me." Hermione said.

He pulled her into his arms and cupped her chin with his hand. He leaned down and caught her mouth in a passionate kiss. She reciprocated in kind, pressing her body against his. He lifted her up and she wrapped her bare legs around his hips. He managed to make it to the bed without pulling his mouth from hers, but when she started tugging his shirt up, he pulled his mouth away from hers so that she could pull the cotton fabric over his head. She threw the t-shirt across the room. Then brought his mouth back to hers so she could continue kissing him. She squeaked when he dropped her on the bed. Her eyes locked on his hands as he reached down to unbutton his trousers and pushing them off his hips. She could see the outline of his erection through the tight fabric of his boxer briefs and she was wondering if he was going to fit.

"I'll fit gorgeous. I just need to get you ready to take me." Ash said.

Hermione slid up the bed until her head was on the pillows. Ash got up on the bed and crawled over until he hovered over Hermione's trembling form. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. Hermione wrapped her arms around Ash's neck and flicked her tongue against his lips. He opened his mouth against hers and slid his tongue over hers as his hands made short work of the silk nightie she was wearing. Her hands slid down his muscled back and she tugged off his boxer briefs, and he kicked them off the bed. He kissed his way down her body, pulling off her bra and knickers as he went. He nipped each nipple, her breasts and her hips as his mouth traveled down her body. As soon as his lips closed around her clit, she was tugging on his hair.

He continued sucking and flicking his tongue over her clit as he slid one of his fingers inside of her tight entrance. Her tight channel squeezed his finger as he pulled it out and pushed it back in. Fuck she was tight. She was squirming and whimpering against his mouth as he added a second finger and started to scissor them so he could stretch her and relax her. He could hear her breathing speed up and he used his other hand to stroke his own cock. He was getting close to cumming from just listening to his virgin lover's whines of pleasure and her begging for more. He needed to get himself off before he got her off so he could make her cum with his cock when he took her virginity. He didn't want to seem like an inexperienced schoolboy, especially since he was far from it.

She came a few moments later with a wail of her lover's name. Her tight, virgin cunt squeezed and fluttered around his fingers. It was enough to make him spill himself. And he did. He came after a few more tugs of his cock and spilled himself all over her leg and his own hand. He made his way back up her body after pulling his fingers from her drenched center. He laid down beside her and she rolled over on top of him, straddling his hips and pressing her wet center against his rapidly hardening cock. She rubbed her sensitive pussy lips up and down his cock as she leaned down to take his mouth in a hot, passionate kiss.

"Are you ready gorgeous? We don't have to do this if you aren't ready." Ash said when Hermione pulled her mouth away from his.

"Yes. I'm ready." She said as she sat back up.

He sat up as well and they both hissed and Hermione's hips bucked as the movement caused Ash's cock to clip her clit. He told her to raise her hips and she did as he asked and he lined himself up with her center.

"Take it as slow as you need to sweetheart." Ash said as Hermione started to lower her body against his.

Her nails bit into his shoulders as she lowered herself onto his cock. She whimpered and whined as his impressive length parted her for the first time. He held her as he felt her hymen rip and she buried her face in his neck as he bottomed out and she was pressed flush against him. He felt her tears against his neck and gently rubbed her back. He murmured softly in her ear until he started feeling her wriggling her hips experimentally. He hissed and had to force himself not to thrust his hips up until she was ready, but it was difficult as the urge to do so was so strong.

She pulled her face away from his neck and he wiped the tears from her cheeks before leaning forward and kissing her gently.

"Alright sweetheart?" he murmured.

"Yes. I'm okay." She said, before she lifted her hips and lowered herself down onto him again.

"Fuck!" he hissed.

This girl was going to be the death of him. She was so tight and perfect. And as she continued to move on top of him, he thought he was going to lose his mind from the feeling of her tight cunt gripping his cock. Their mouths met in a bruising clash of teeth and tongue as he finally gave into the urge and flipped her on her back and started thrusting into her. She locked her ankles against his back as he continued thrusting into her. His lips closed around her nipple and she cried out when he bit down onto it. Her nails dug into his shoulders and scratched down his back, drawing blood as he thrusted harder into her. He reached between their sweat slickened bodies and began rubbing his thumb over her clit in quick, tight circles. He watched her face as her control finally snapped and her back bowed as she came with a wail of his name, and he grit his teeth and rode through her orgasm, holding off his own the best he could as her tight walls milked him. He gave a few more weak thrusts before he was cumming, hard. He came with a roar of her name and spilled himself inside of her. He managed to catch himself before he collapsed on top of her.

The rest of that summer was filled with lovemaking every night after bed check, quickies in his office, and fucking each other under the stars. By the time Hermione was ready to go home for her fifth year at Hogwarts, she was very experienced in the art of physical pleasure, and on the last night of camp, she and Ash met up one last time to make the most of their last night together.

They spent the night using every solid surface in the cabin, fucking in every position that they had learned over the summer. He really liked sliding his cock between her breasts and teasing her nipples while he did it, and he really, really liked stuffing her ass with his cock and watching her tits bounce as she rode him. The night was hot and long, and Hermione enjoyed every minute of it.

Finally, the day to go home arrived, and after one more quick, intense fuck against the door of his office, Hermione left Ash, sated and panting before she got on the bus that would take her to the airport where she would Portkey home. It had been a great summer. And one she would never forget. She was just hoping her next summer at camp would be just as fun and pleasurable as this one was. She just didn't know if she could wait until the following summer before she had another cock in her. Ash had unleashed a sex kitten in her and it was hungry for more. Maybe she could find a boy back in England to take a roll in the sheets with before she headed back to Hogwarts on Friday. There was that cute boy a few streets down from where she lived, and he was always flirting with her when he would mow her parents' lawn. Maybe he wouldn't mind plowing her field. With that thought, she settled in for the two-hour bus ride to the airport, letting her mind drift to more pleasant things. This wouldn't be the last time she had fun at summer camp, she was sure of it.