Just Around the Riverbend

chirsddavis
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Ithilwen
angeles
Voracious Reader
Jaime
Serin Blackmoon
Alina
HarryGinny4Eva
Emmy

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She walked down the hallway with a purpose, her bare feet making barely a sound against the hard floor. As she approached the door, she felt butterflies in her stomach, but she was determined to get what she wanted this morning.

She knocked on the door firmly. She heard movement inside, and waited until the door was wrenched open. Lucius was in a long, old-fashioned house coat that reached halfway down his calves, and she could tell he was still in his pajamas.

He seemed almost surprised to see her.

“Yes?” he asked. She frowned, and pushed her way past him into his room. She turned to face him, her hands on her hips.

“Do you know how I spent last night?” she asked. He raised a blonde eyebrow.

“Do tell.” He asked.

“I was so aggravated I couldn’t sleep in clothes. They strangled me. I had to touch myself three times before I could even get to sleep the first time. And then I kept waking up every few hours so wet I could have washed down the entire Hogwarts Express. Then I had to bring myself off again just to go back to sleep. I had to change my sheets twice when they got soaked from sweat and come. I was so horny I couldn’t see straight.” She ranted.

Well this didn’t do anything to ease his morning erection.

“You barge into my room half-dressed to tell me how much you twiddled your twat last night?” Lucius asked boredly. Hermione moaned softly, approaching Lucius. He stayed completely still as she pressed herself against the front of him, leaning her head against his chest.

“I need you this morning. I won’t be able to make it through the day, Lucius. I was suffering last night. I need relief, and you’re the only one equipped to give it to me.” She pouted, looking up at him with liquid gold eyes. “So please give it to me.”

He made a sound in the back of his throat that sounded like a growl. The little tart! He’d never be able to make it through the day if he didn’t take care of this right now.

“I’ll give it to you, all right.” He snarled. He saw Hermione’s face light up like it was Christmas. Lucius grabbed her hand and half dragged her across the room to the bed.

“Take off that ridiculous house-coat. I want you completely naked when I fuck you.” He commanded. Hermione’s insides liquefied further, and she felt a drop of wetness touch her thighs. She untied her fluffy pink house-coat, and threw it off, revealing she had worn nothing to his rooms. Lucius’ growl was feral as he untied his own house coat, revealing a bare chest.

He’d had to sleep naked as well. He’d only thrown on pants and an over coat when Hermione had pounded on his door. His pants hit the floor next, and he stepped out of them languidly.

“Oh gods. What a beautiful cock.” Hermione groaned, looking at the throbbing appendage. It was leaking like a faucet, and Hermione wanted to see what else she could make it spew. Lucius scooped her up into his arms roughly, and she squealed. He threw her onto the unmade bed, and she bounced twice before he was on top of her, locking his mouth to hers.

Lucius pulled back momentarily, drinking in the sight of her. Her face was becoming steadily flushed, and her breathing was ragged with desire. Her rosy nipples were stiff with desire, and she kept rubbing her thighs together, as if it would relieve her ache.

Hermione leaned back against Lucius’ pillows and put her arms above her head.

“Take me.” She growled. Lucius’ eyes darkened to an almost stormy grey.

“Are you sure?” He was only asking this once. The gods help them both if she tried to stop him after that.

“If you don’t shove that..that….thing in me right now I will flip you over and fuck you myself!” she snarled.

That was a yes, then. Sweet Circe that woman was pushy when she got horny. Sweet.

Hermione pulled up her knees and let them fall apart, revealing her glistening pink pussy to Lucius. He made a strangled growl in the back of his throat. Such a lovely creature she was. He’d only gotten a glimpse of her last night, and this was a very…in-depth look.

“By the gods…” he breathed. Hermione was squirming under his heated gaze, eager for him to start. He reached out and ran a finger over her moistened outer lips, making her sigh at the light touch. “You’re soaking wet.” He marveled. “Did I do this to you, Hermione? Did the thought of me fucking you make you hot?” he asked. Hermione groaned.

“Yes. Please…you’re torturing me. When you spanked me…it was like you lit me on fire. I was so hot. I never cooled down, Lucius. I wanted you to bend me over and fuck me. I wanted you to throw me on your bed and twist me like a pretzel. Oh please, Lucius. I need you.” She sobbed.

And that was all he needed to hear. He shifted closer to her on his knees, his cock pointing lewdly at her opening.

“Yes, yes…” she mewled, watching as he took hold of the throbbing member, and positioned himself. She was on edge, her nerves strung tight as she waited for him to plunge into her. He pressed the head of his cock just inside her lips, and she tried to push up to meet him. He pushed inside a little further, and then locked his arms under the backs of her knees and leaned forward, trapping her knees up. Then he snapped his hips forward, plunging his cock in all the way.

Hermione arched like a cat and gasped in a shuddering lungful of air. Gods he was so big! She’d never been this full before with Ron. It was like comparing a cocktail weenie with a bratwurst. And she liked this bratwurst.
Lucius’ mouth went slack, and he gave a great low moan as Hermione’s pussy squeezed the hell out of his dick. So fucking tight! It was like fucking a vice!

Hermione began pushing up against him, gasping for breath. She was making sweet little pleas, urging him to continue. But it had been a while for Lucius, and if he moved now he would spew like a fourth year. And he wanted to bring Hermione to completion before he allowed his own release.

“Please, Lucius. Move. Come on…do something.” she pleaded.

“If….I move….I’ll come….” He gasped out. After a few seconds of stillness, when the white-hot tingling in his balls had eased somewhat, he pulled back slowly. Hermione shuddered as he slid out leisurely, leaving only the head of his cock inside of her. She moaned breathily as he entered again, taking his sweet time. He began to build his pace slowly, much too slow for Hermione’s tastes. She was used to being humped by a horny jackrabbit, and this slow buildup was not only making her froth at the mouth with impatience, but it was also making her drip with anticipation.

His pace quickened in retribution to her filthy threats. Lucius had no idea that the Angel of Gryffindor had such a potty mouth. But he should have realized she had it in her somewhere when she had come home drunk. A drunk man’s words were a sober man’s thoughts, after all…

“Fuck!” Lucius shifted his arms from behind Hermione’s knees, and her legs immediately wrapped around his waist, pulling her pelvis closer to his as he plowed into her. She threw her arms around him, digging her sharp little nails into his shoulder for purchase as he began pounding her in earnest, his hips slapping against hers.

“Yes, yes, oh gods yes!” she howled, her nails raking downward as she threw her head back. Lucius hissed as her nails made burning tracks down his back, but the pain only spurred his pleasure, like throwing gasoline on a fire.

Hermione could feel the warm tendrils of an incredible orgasm starting to take hold of her, and she tried again to hold on to her lover. She dug her nails in again, screaming obscenities as the head of Lucius’ cock hit her cervix. Lucius went down on his elbows, and tilted his head so that he could attack her outstretched throat. He was running his mouth over the place where her neck and shoulders met, searching for her pulse with his lips. When he found the small, throbbing area, he gave an experimental lick. He felt her shudder violently underneath him, and he knew he had her. He opened his mouth and covered her pulse, and bit down. Not a hard bite, but it stung deliciously.

Hermione came with a shout, shuddering violently underneath Lucius. He grunted as her inner walls convulsed around his cock, but he fought off his own orgasm by gritting his teeth and taking deep, gulping breaths. When she began to come down off of her orgasm high, Lucius pulled out of her completely. He unwound her legs from his waist and lifted her right leg, pulling her leg flush to his chest, and re-entering her.

Hermione rolled to her side to accommodate the new position, and gasped again when he entered. She’d never been in this position before, and her fingers clutched desperately into the sheets as he began to fuck her again.

“So…amazing! Fuck! Harder!” Hermione said desperately, another orgasm approaching swiftly.

Lucius held onto her leg as he thrust into her desperately, his own release imminent. He could feel her insides clutching him, and knew she wasn’t going to last too much longer either.

“Lucius! I’m…oh Lucius!” Hermione shouted as she was thrown over the edge into another orgasm. Lucius arched back with a roar as Hermione’s clutching pussy pulled an orgasm out of him. He stiffened as he released his warm cum inside of her.

He took a shuddering breath as the strength of his orgasm died down somewhat, and he pulled his rapidly deflating cock from Hermione’s body. He looked up at her face to see, with quite a bit of satisfaction, that she had passed out cold, still clutching the sheets. He tiredly gathered her up in his arms and shifted her upwards onto the pillow, before coming down beside her. A wandless flick of his hand, and the covers came up and settled over them.

Hermione rolled over sleepily, curling up into a ball that would face away from Lucius. He settled himself against her back, pleased when she snuggled back against his warmth. He rested an arm protectively around her waist, and closed his eyes.

Damn…maybe he should spank her more often.

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Maybe you should, Lucius, Maybe you should.

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