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The Languishing Libido	By : Goldspoon Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 8863 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hermione greatly enjoyed the position she was in now. They had an understanding.
She had needs and expectations, and he... he was unattached, ready and masterful. And oh gods, what a beautiful cock he had. One that was perfect for her in a way she couldn't qualify, not having a way to see what exactly was going on, but damn it was a perfect fit and something about it - though by sight it was not radically different in any way - just rubbed the right part of her that she would squirt with no effort on his or her part, not even needing a build up. And he, the dirty dog, simply loved how every session of theirs was hot, wet and messy so much that she wondered if one day she might ask his opinion on watersports.
But right now, she was ready. She had an early day so on coming home she'd stripped bare, scrubbed herself thoroughly then spent ages spreading a honey and peach scented lotion. And if she imagined someone doing it instead, taking small liberties in the way they smoothed the cream in, making excuses why the breasts needed extra attention... well so what!
She pulled on an exceptionally silly little babydoll. It was lacy and lilac, transparent and floaty but by way of tiers and gathers only a suggestion of her body was revealed. It was a semi modest mid-thigh. Were she to lean over, her snatch would only just not be seen. Only just... Having pulled her hair into a high ponytail she tied a lilac bow to it to complete her look.
Half an hour later, book clutched in hand, visions of breasts slapping against pulled down corsets, being taken most satisfactorily, she frigged herself to her fifth orgasm by hand, assisted someway by thrusting and rubbing against the couch. Unable to bear any more she scrambled on knees to her floo and threw in the powder.
"Severus, hello? Are you there?" she called cheerfully and as normally as she could.
"What? Who is it?" Oh yes, he was playing already.
"Oh sir, it is only me. Are you alone?"
His feet first appeared, dressed in a shiny black leather. Then he crouched, frowning into the fireplace.
"What do you want, you wanton hussy? I am alone but do you think I spend my time idly, at leisure?"
She fluttered her lashes and got on all fours, on her elbows, arching her back and pouting. "Please, sir. I need examining, I think there is something really wrong with me."
Severus lowered his eyes to her breasts, snugly encased in the lilac gauze. "You desperate minx. Out of the way and be ready for me."
Hermione couldn't help the excited squeal as she jumped up and flopped back down on the couch. She was on her back, drew her knees up perpendicular and pressed her heels to her bum. She smoothed the babydoll down and tucked the excess under.
Severus came through, taking only two steps to the couch and sank gracefully down to sit on the floor.
"Did you read too many bawdy tales again?" he asked placing his heated hand on a knee. He ran his finger tips up and down the connected shin. "You know how they make you. What if I were not here to take care of you, hmm?"
"Kiss me, Severus," she moaned. "I need examining."
He leaned and kissed her, not bruisingly hard but firm, sucking her tongue into his mouth, testing his teeth on it.
"Your tongue's still working," he mumbled as he dropped soft kisses on her lips and chin, "but I want to test it to be sure. I have just the tool for that."
"Mmmmmm," was all she answered.
"This tit," he groused as he dragged the strap down and gathered her breast, his thumb tucked under the curve, "it's on fire. I need to apply a topical agent right away." She moaned again as he ran his tongue over the skin and sucked a portion into his mouth. Loosening his suction, he let the flesh descend but not without a nibble on her nipple causing her to cry "yes!"
"I'll cool these off for you, baby," he said dragging his thumbs under her plump mounds before hoisting them up firmly, squeezing and squashing them together. With a murmured spell Hermione felt her nipples chill, like they'd been covered in peppermint oil. Severus then devoured them, his slippery mouth was deliciously hot against her skin. "These are such a good suck. I'll suck these every day if you want," he mumbled, trying to crush the tips of both into his mouth.
Hermione meanwhile was desperately grabbing at his firm shaft, in turn simply caressing then digging her fingers in. Severus was no stranger to CBT and rewarded her latest grab with a giant lick up her neck, shoving his pointed tongue into her ear. "Squeeze my nuts, go on, hard! Is that all you can do? I think you must be getting arthritis."
"I'm weak in your arms, useless against you," she moaned, raising her hips trying to bump her vulva against his dick.
"Your pussy is spasming. I'll have to beat it til it stays still, girl."
"Yes, do it Doctor Snape. It's shivering and shaking. Out of control."
Severus whipped his erection out and began slapping the wriggling woman's swelling flaps. "Oh you dirty slut," he chuckled, slapping away. It sounded obscenely wet and sloppy. Her pussy was gaping though they'd hardly begun.
"Mmm, Severus, I need you. I neeeeed to fuck!"
"Look at this fucking wide-on, my delicious harlot. I want to stuff everything in at once. My tongue, my fist, my dick. Fuck I am going to pummel this hole."
"Yes baby, do it! I'm so horny. I need it." She used her hands to grasp either side of her slick delta and stretched her labia wide, feeling more aroused by the cool air meeting her hot flesh.
"Give me a minute, you wicked girl. You made me forget what I wanted to do before," Severus chastised, repositioning himself to hover over her chest. "I need to give you a throat inspection."
Ahhh, went Hermione, opening her mouth wide and sticking out her tongue.
"Good girl," smirked the older man then played at missing the mark, slipping his now slick tip over her lips, bumping against her nostrils and chin. Hermione growled a bit and wish a chuckle, he fed his python into her waiting mouth.
Mmmmm, she went sucking on his meat like the most delicious lolly. "I love your cock," she gasped before diving onto it once again.
"Fuck," was all he managed to reply. He slipped a hand behind her head, cradling her and gently thrusting while panting. "Fuuck!"
Encouraged, Hermione rose up on her elbows trying to meet him more deeply but he simply grabbed her, pulling her up a bit, tucked his knees under her armpits and held her head still to be able to piston quickly and shallowly. Hermione let her arms flail loosely, having nowhere to place them. Severus thought she looked rather hot, all helpless and used for his pleasure. "Oh fuuck, here it comes. Good girl. Good fucking girl. Yessss, suck it down. Oh fuck yes, suck it!" He was squeezing so hard the poor witch imagined her head popping like a grape. His hot pipe was pulsing between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, she could feel his spunk slip down her throat in a lump, like an oyster. She let out a moan to indicate how much she loved it. The chemistry was so good. Severus was a consistently hot lay.
The man slid back a little, carefully not to put full weight on the witch and pulled his softened meat out. Hermione was careful to suck on it on the way out so as not to have it dribble down her chin and chest. Severus had unbuttoned his shirt finally and wrenched it off, before kindly wiping down Hermione's forehead and chest and his own, they were so covered in sweat. Throwing it aside, he gave her a wicked smirk then wriggled his way down, his massive hands pushing down both her thighs, spreading them like a pair of butterfly wings. Her heels were still tucked against her bum. With both thumbs, he pulled the labia wide apart and blew into her pink tunnel.
Hermione gave a little sharp cry for the sudden chill which mutated into a long moan when her skilful lover began enthuusiastically tucking into her pussy like a tasty meal. One hand made it's way north, it's thumb rubbing her clit in tandem with his sucking and tonguing. The other hand headed south where fingers initially thrust firmly into her pussy and once he had driven her to squirt, he used the profusion of orgasmic fluid to work his fourth finger into her arsehole.
"Oh God, Sevus!" she cried, mangling his name, "Oh god, more. Just shove yourself in there. Oh fuck, I'm cumming again, uh! Uh! YES! YES!" By now, he'd snuck his pinky into her arse as well, getting hornier over how hot it was seeing her lose her mind over his furious fingering. He'd left off the oral so he could raise himself up a bit to have the leverage to bang her even faster. Now at her peak he swapped hands, and with what you might say 'fresh horses' slithered two chunky digits to work her G spot, using his tired hand to press down from the outside.
"Oh my god!! Oh my goooooodddd!" Hermione shrieked as her pussy gushed. Hot pulses of fluid squirted, it felt like she'd broken her waters, it was going everywhere, warm over her thighs and under her butt. She felt so dirty and slutty and indeed that was what her demon lover was saying right then. "Fuck, look at you, you dirty slut. So wet and horny. You came so fucking hard."
He summoned his shirt and more haphazardly than last time, dabbed away at their joint sweat and cum, grinning all the while. Dropping the shirt he lowered himself to nuzzle and suckle her tits, giving her loving nips on her ribcage, bicep and neck. "I did this, Hermione," he muttered in her ear. "I made you cum so hard that you destroyed your couch. You're going to have to throw this old thing out now. It'll stink of your orgasmic juices forever, otherwise. You slutty little girl, you're not even satisfied after that, are you? You're still looking for a hard dicking. Well, let me not disappoint... A change of scene perhaps though."
Getting up he finally wriggled free of his trousers which he hadn't bothered any more than undoing the fly when he fed his python to his hungry wench. Pulling Hermione to her feet he pushed her rather rumpled babydoll, which now just resembled a sopping rag donut around her waist, down her damp, sticky legs to the floor.
"Let's go to bed," he said seductively, pulling her into an embrace, "I'll give you such a fucking you won't walk for days."
Well... how was a girl to say no?
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