A Solo Affair

(Hermione)

'When would class be over?' Hermione thought to herself, trying not to squirm in her seat. She never though she'd be distracted in any class, especially not Transfiguration, yet here she was unable to wait for class to end. Too busy trying to adjust her shirt and rubbing on her chest to try and stop her nipples from stinging, her wetness was soaking her underwear below. 'Why am I so horny?'

It seemed as though the horniness had taken over her, seeping into her every thought making itself known wherever she went. This had been going on for a few days, but Hermione thought it would go away if she could put it out of her mind. But it refused to leave her mind and if anything, the days had made it worse and worse. Problem was she shared a dorm room with four of her classmates, the shower room had a revolving door of people going through, and she had been too shy to think of trying to masturbate anywhere else.

But that was days ago, now all she could think about was trying to orgasm in public. Right in class, right now. While McGonagall was discussing … well Hermione wasn't sure what McGonagall was discussing, but it wasn't as pressing of a matter as her wet vagina and aching clitoris.

'Why won't it go away?' Hermione whined in her head, clasping her hands together and leaning on her arms after placing her elbows on her desk as an attempt to keep pressure on her nipples. Maybe she shouldn't have read that book about wizarding sex acts and sex spells, but it seemed like it would be educational. In fact, it was educational, but ever since Hermione's had a desire to try some of those spells. 'Maybe there's one that can make me orgasm, then this will all go away'

Making a mental note of that idea, Hermione uncrossed her legs, only to cross them tighter as a means of trying to control her dripping vagina. It didn't work, nothing seemed to work. Hermione looked at the front of the class wondering what McGonagall was droning on about. 'Wait is this how everyone else feels during class?' and her eyes drifted to Ron next to her. 'Well certainly Ron anyway' and her eyes slipped to his crotch for a moment wondering what his penis looked like. 'Get a grip, Hermione, he's your friend. Stop it!' Hermione's eyes shot back to the front of the board, but drifted looking around the classroom, trying to think about anything other than sexual release.

The bell rang and Hermione shot up, one of the first people exiting the class. Another new thing for her, she hurried to the lavatory and slipped into the stall, pulling down her panties, seeing her underwear was soaked through. 'How could anyone EVER go without underwear?' she wondered though she did admit, the certain level of dirtiness about it did turn her on and who would find out? Knowing she couldn't go around in wet underwear, her vagina tingled as she took them off and looked for a small bag to store them in realizing the zippered pouch she stored her tampons in would have to do.

'Okay now go to Potions, Hermione. It is 45 minutes, you can do this!' But temptation got the best of Hermione, running her fingers through her slit and had to clench her jaw to stop from moaning as her finger grazed her clit as she debated leaving class. 'No, no! I can't just miss class, what next? Going to parties on school nights and failing classes?' Hermione washed her hands after exiting the stall, feeling the pulsing between her legs hoping she could get through this last class of the day without any problems.

However her focus was stuck even more on her desire for an orgasm than in Transfiguration and it was harder to stop from squirming, but knew she couldn't draw attention and have Professor Snape call on her. It was difficult to make it through, happy to get up after class, seeing the wet spot she left on her seat and quickly shoved it under the desk to hide it, hurrying out with her books. 'Where can I go where I won't be disturbed?' Hermione questioned.

First thought that came to mind was the library, but that isn't good. What if she started to moan? Or what if Pince saw her? Even worse. Her second thought was the astronomy tower, but it seemed like more and more people were going there to get away. There was the boat house, but Fred and George hung around there a bit too much. Perhaps an empty classroom was her best bet, there were loads of locked doors on Hogwarts, but it wasn't like people didn't try - and often times succeeded - at unlocking the door. It was just too busy right now to find anywhere to get away and be absolutely certain no one would walk in. But she wasn't sure she could wait. Then she remembered her idea of finding a spell, and decided the library was best after all.

Hurrying up the flights of stairs, very aware of her situation, careful no one was standing close to her, she darted to the library. Inside was the very familiar scent of books that automatically made her less tense and she went down the sections of the library, finding the book she had looked at last time and pulled out a small notepad, sitting on an empty chair. The provocative images were making her drip onto the seat and she squirmed. Text caught her eye.

'Vibrating spell, what's that?' Hermione wondered and gazed around, happy to be in a secluded section of the library. Following the directions, she followed it exactly but nothing happened. 'Odd' then she felt it, a vibration growing inside her rising and before she realized it, it had her vagina clenching for more and she dropped the book, having to slam her hands over her mouth to stop from crying out in delight. Reaching a hand down, she grabbed the book, setting it on the desk, looking for the right page while she felt so close to orgasm, wondering if she could let herself go over the edge right here. A gaze around let her know no one was watching her as the vibrations got stronger.

Leaning back on the chair, she discretely spread her legs as the vibrations got further and further. Sliding her hand down, she began rubbing her clit trying to further along her orgasm. It buzzed and buzzed in ecstasy creating a pulsing sensation that her furious rubbing only aggravated. Higher, higher, higher. The feeling of pure pleasure rose until she was pushed over the edge and had to slam her hand partially in her mouth to stop from screaming. As the pleasure began to leave, the vibrations stopped to her amazement. Removing her hand from her clit, she straightened up and read the passage seeing that once someone orgasmed it would stop slowly. That she wrote down, as she filled it out in her notebook, she began to gush again, the desire doubling from before she orgasmed.

'How is that even possible?' Hermione wondered to herself and read the side effects, but nothing was in there about that. Possible cramping, but that was pretty much in. She was tempted to try it again, but someone walked past and she realized how crowded the library had gotten.

'Orgasm On The Go' was the next title on the page, a spell that could deliver an orgasm in an instant, but it was listed as very dangerous and that it should be used with caution. It could make people want more and more leaving them hungry for more pleasure, essentially a mind fuck. It wasn't worth the risk, though it did sound intriguing. Hermione flipped through every spell, writing down the most interesting though it only made her vagina pulse with desire.

Knowing she had to go to dinner, Hermione slipped the book in her bag, not wanting anyone to know she was taking it promising to return it to the library. She spent all of dinner fidgeting, unable to think about anything else except for pleasure knowing that the halls would practically be empty. An idea popped in her mind to go have a shower in the girls Quidditch locker, it would be empty since no one was practicing Quidditch and she didn't have to wear any clothes. It was perfection.

After having been forced to help Lavender and Parvati study for a couple hours, Hermione was able to lie and say she needed to go to the library before sneaking off to the Quidditch locker rooms. It was very similar to the locker room at the pool in Hermione's neighbourhood, except for there were no actual lockers. Probably a wizard thing, though there were about two dozen wooden cubbies instead and Hermione hung her bag on the hook closest to the shower and grabbed out her notebook.

Flipping through, she became antsy to do something, anything. She needed to be naked, now. Stripping off in a frenzy, she struggled with her bra in her excitement after getting her top off and slipped out of her skirt throwing it all into the cubby in a disorganized frenzy. Bouncing, her perky small breasts began to jiggle slightly bringing Hermione joy. The air on her breasts felt great, the movement was amazing, now all she needed to do was shower. She grew her wand and went into the shower, turning on the water from every single shower, keeping hers moderate, but made the others steam creating warmth. Then she used a spell to fabricate a dildo.

"Wow, just like the book said." from diagrams she saw, it looked so real. Perfect. She set her wand on the shelf and stepped into the water, gasping from the heat, the water rubbing against her flesh. She leaned against the wall of the shower, using the dildo to fuck herself. "Ah! Ah!" Hermione gasped out, pushing in and out as her legs slowly slid out from under her until she was sitting down, her legs spread as far apart as she could. Moaning and gasping, she wanted the dildo to go in deeper. Rubbing her clit, she pushed as far as she could.

Another orgasm engulfed her body and she screamed, moaning out as she continued to fuck herself until the orgasm subsided. Then she panted as she pulled the dildo out.

"Oh Merlin, why was that so good?" Hermione asked herself out loud as she relaxed herself while the water continued to cascade down her flesh. Her body shook, she had never felt something so great and as she began calming down she realized a problem. Her horniness was growing. "Am I going to be like this forever?" she whispered, but a small smile came to her lips wondering which spell she should try next.