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Just Another Snape/Mary Sue Story	By : OktoberBlack Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4511 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I was awakened what seemed like hours later by a strange
sensation. I was laying on my side,
facing the window and then sun was sinking low behind the curtains. My front was cool, almost cold from the
cooling spell Snape had cast on the house, but my back was hot and almost
sweating. I tried to roll over, away
from the heat but I was pinned down� by an arm. What the fuck? I turned
my head a bit and saw that Snape had rolled over from his bed to mine (they
were pushed together) and was now laying next to me, one arm over me. His body was pressed tightly up to mine and
he was breathing in my ear. His body
was hot � the amount of heat he gave off rivalled my cat Sebastian, who is a
serious nuclear water bottle. I sighed,
thinking about how many times I dreamed of being in this position and how it
wasn�t quite the sexy thing I�d hoped.
While I didn�t snore, he did, and it was a bit loud in my ear. Also, his breath wasn�t the nicest thing I�d
every smelled � although I was sure mine wasn�t fabulous either and wondered
about getting to the bathroom before he woke up. Then I squinted at my alarm clock. It was just after 9 o�clock and we�d been napping for about three
hours! Wow. I wiggled around a bit, trying to get away from Snape�s heavy arm
and his hot body so I could get up and go to the bathroom. I tried not to wake him but it was
impossible. He grunted as I moved,
shifting and grasping me tighter � I wondered whom he thought he was holding in
his sleep � and then he awaked with a start and a small gasp. His eyes flew open and I scrambled to get
away from him and off the bed. I could
hear him snorting and spluttering with surprise and confusion as I ran into the
bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind me. I wondered what that was all about as I peed and washed my hands,
face, and teeth. I felt a bit fresher
and more able to deal with him when I exited the bathroom several minutes
later.

He was sitting up in the bed, the covers about his waist,
reading a book he�d found next to the bed.
It was the latest Uncle John�s Bathroom Reader, Sam�s favourite
book. I stifled a laugh, finding him
reading such a silly book so casually in bed.
If he�d had reading glasses, it would have been a perfect image. There was a knock on the door; it was
Amanda.

�Rise and
shine,� she chirped and I laughed.

�Yeah, it�s
early � it�s only nine,� I answered.
She grimaced.

�I
know. We slept too much. But I was so tired! And I feel much better for the nap,� she
said, heading into the bedroom. She
took in the image of Snape reading in bed and she turned to look at me
incredulously. And then he looked up
from his book and we both started laughing.
He snorted derisively and headed for the bathroom, shutting the
door behind him.

�Well, what
was that like?� Amanda breathed, sitting down on his bed and breathing in the
scent he�d left on the blankets.

�What was
what like?�

�Sleeping
with him?�

�I don�t
know, I was asleep.�

�Silly,�
she said, giggling.

�Well, I
woke up with him sleeping right up next to me, his arm around me. He�s heavy,� I admitted. �And hot.�

spanspan>�He sure
is,� she sighed.

�No, I
mean, he generates a lot of heat. I was
sweating with him next to me.�

�Oh. Well, that too,� she added. I sighed this time.

�We have to
think about dinner,� I suggested. �Do
we want to go out or order in? Or
should I thaw something?�

�Out sounds
good,� she suggested. I nodded.

�We�ll have
to ask him what he wants to eat then,� I said, pointing a thumb at the bathroom
door. We heard the toilet flush and the
water running in the sink. �Some place
air conditioned at any rate.�

�Sounds
good, although that cooling spell he cast works pretty well. I�m just glad his magic is� sporadic at
best, y�know?�

�Yeah,� I
said, shivering a bit at the thought of Snape running around our world being
the only one capable of magic. The
power he would have� He came out of the
bathroom just then, scowling.

�You�re out
of toilet paper,� he said and I rolled my eyes.

�Did you
check under the sink? That�s where I
just put a new package of 24 rolls,� I suggested. He frowned further at me.

�No, I did
not. I am a guest here and as such, I
do not expect to have to perform such tasks.
Now, where shall we dine this evening?�
He went to the bags of new clothing he�d purchased that afternoon, and
began rummaging around in them. He
pulled out a pair of lightweight black slacks, in cotton I presumed, and a
black golf shirt, and began putting them on.
Once dressed, he looked almost normal except for his bare feet.

�Uh, I
don�t know. It depends on what you feel
like,� I said, considering what I would wear out and wondering what kind of
shoes he�d purchased to go with his outfits.
�There�re a lot of good restaurants here in the neighbourhood.�

�Such as?�
he asked, pulling out a shoebox and a pair of socks. Not sandals then, I thought.

�Such as
Greek, Chinese, Japanese, Indian� You
name it, we�ve got it. There�s even a
good Dutch restaurant down the street.
The Danforth is known for its food.�
Amanda looked thoughtful as Snape sat down on the edge of the bed to
pull on his black socks.

�Well, we
had Indian last night. What about
Greek?� she suggested.

�That would
be acceptable,� Snape stated, pulling out a pair of black loafers from the
box. Black on black on black � of
course.< sty style="mso-spacerun: yes"> But at least it was a bit
lighter and cooler than the clothing he had been wearing previously.

�Okay. Greek it is. After all, we are in Greektown here. We�ll go to my favourite Greek restaurant � and we can walk there
from here,� I said, turning to the closet and looking through it for something
a bit nicer than the jeans shorts I was wearing. �You might want to put on something a notch better,� I suggested
to Amanda, who obediently turned and went to her room to get changed. I found a pair of light silk trousers in
plum and a black sleeveless blouse, and got changed for dinner. Snape sat on the edge of the bed, watching
me get changed for dinner. I slipped on
a pair of black sandals, and went to brush my hair. Amanda reappeared, wearing a short green dress and a pair of
black platform Mary Janes. �Okay,
everyone ready? Let�s go to dinner,� I
said, leading my two companions out of the house and up the street to the
Danforth.

We walked up to the Danforth and over to the restau in in
the warm early evening. The sun was
almost set as it was just about 9:30 � pretty late for dinner but I didn�t
mind. I expected it to be a very late
night. I thought about the lingerie
we�d bought and thought about how I shouldn�t eat too much at dinner or I�d
never fit into it. The restaurant was
still pretty full despite the hour, but we didn�t have to wait for a table. As we walked to our table at the back, I
noticed how all the women at the tables we passed turned to look at Snape,
their eyes following him until he was out of their line of vision. Conversations stopped and heads turned � I
wondered if he noticed at all, or if he just didn�t care. He sat with his back to the rest of the
restaurant, so I assumed he didn�t want to look at all the women currently
staring at him. I had to admit, though,
he looked delectable tonight, a haughty expression replacing his usual scowl as
he surveyed the menu. We ordered dips
for appetizers and then souvlaki for our main course. Snape perused the wine list carefully, before choosing a bottle
of red for $27. I almost choked at the
price, but Amanda whispered in my ear that we would split the bill and I calmed
down a bit. And I had to admit, it was
nice wine. Dinner conversation was
strained at best. Snape asked us
questions about the books by JKR, and about our knowledge of him prior to
summoning him here. When we denied once
again that we�d summoned him at all, he quizzed us about the night he arrived
and what we were doing, saying, etc.

�Lightning
storms are nothing to make light of,� he was saying and I stifled a
giggle. �Shall I put it another way
then? Seeing as you find that funny,
perhaps you�ll understand when I say that during a lightning storm, forces are
unleashed that you can only guess at.
And those forces are wild and loose during a storm � they are virtually
uncontrollable. I�m amazed you were
able to direct them at all,� he continued, cutting into his lamb souvlaki and
popping a piece into his mouth. He
chewed for a moment and then said, �I suppose it could very well have been
coincidence, but I�m not disposed to believe in coincidence.�

�No, I
didn�t think so,� Amanda said, sighing.
She sipped her wine and then considered her plate. �Whether it was a coincidence or not,
however, you�re here and we can�t put you back.�

�No, I�m
becoming more and more aware of that truth,� he said, pouring himself another
half glass of wine.

�So where
does that leave us?� I asked, forking up a bit more rice.

�Well,� he
began, holding up his wine glass and looking at us both over the rim, �I
suppose we�d better make the best of this situation and enjoy it for now. After all, there�s no use fretting about it
� we can�t do anything about it.
Dumbledore will, eventually, figure out where I�ve gone and he�ll come
and find me. In the meantime, however��
and here his voice lowered to a purr, �I intend to take advantage of this
situation.� I shivered at that comment,
thinking about what it might mean to us, and looked at Amanda. She had averted her eyes and was playing
with the food on her plate. Her cheeks
were bright red. I snorted with
laughter at this and she pulled her head up sharply to look at me.

�Hey, none
of that now,� I said and she grinned, a quick, sharp gesture, before giggling a
bit.

�It�s just
a bit much,� she muttered and I nodded.

�Tis,� I
agreed and Snape looked at us through hooded eyes.

�Perhaps we
should finish our meal and return to your house,� he rumbled, finishing the
last of his wine. I shuddered at the
thought of more wine, pushing my glass away from me. Amanda had just barely sipped at hers � once again, Snape had
drunk more than either of alm almost polishing off a whole bottle of wine
himself. I gestured to the waiter for
the bill, which was brought immediately.
Amanda and I split it on our two credit cards and once that was done, we
left the restaurant and headed into the warm night. Snape walked between us as we headed down the busy street; I felt
one of his large hands on the small of my back and shivered at the
contact. We walked a little way,
passing a lingerie shop and Snape stopped to look at the manikins in the
window. �I find I am almost eager to
see what you purchased this afternoon,� he growled under his breath at Amanda
and I. Amanda almost swooned; his other
hand was on the small of her back as well, and it seemed the contact was almost
too much for her. At that comment, I
hurried us back to the house, throwing the door open for the two of them, and
then locking it quickly behind me.

�Should we�
go get changed?� Amanda whispered. I
supposed she wasn�t able to speak any louder due to the lust overwhelming
her.

�Indeed,�
was all he answered. �I shall be in the
living room.� And he turned, heading
into the living room with a short pause at the liquor cabinet first. Amanda and I scooted off to our respective
rooms � Amanda brought her new lingerie into my bedroom and we shut the door
behind us.

�Should we
shower first?� she asked. �I�m still
feeling a bit gritty from this afternoon at the mall.�

�Good
idea. You go first and I�ll brush my
teeth and stuff while you�re in the shower,� I suggested. We took turns and then dried each other�s
hair, applying a bit of make up and making sure we smelled great before finally
turning to our new lingerie. I helped
Amanda into her new outfit first, doing up the hooks and eyes for her, and then
helping attach her stockings to her garter belt. She slipped on her pink heels and posed for me.

�So?�

�Stunning. You are a true Snape sister,� I said,
reaching for my own new outfit. The
black latex was lined, thank goodness and wasn�t too hard to put on as my
bustier zipped up in back � and Amanda helped me. I slipped on the stockings and then the shoes, teetering about in
the heels.

�Amazing.
You look so sexy!� she exclaimed.

�We need
music to enter the room with,� I suggested and she nodded. Quickly, we went through my CD collection,
choosing a couple of mixes I�d made and slipping them into the CD player in the
bedroom. It played throughout the
house, thanks to the speakers we�d set up when we�d moved in. The music started, we adjusted ourselves one
last time, and then we strutted out into the living room. Snape was sitting on the couch, one leg
crossed casually over the other, a tumbler of rye in one hand. He looked like some movie producer or
something, just waiting for the girls to entertain him. I almost giggled but I was too nervous. We strutted around the living room for a bit
to the music and then stopped in front of him.

�What do
you think of the lingerie we bought?� Amanda asked and I looat hat her,
surprised. I didn�t think she�d have
the nerve to speak up like that. But
her face was a mask of lust under her make-up.
I could almost smell the pheromones in the air. Snape�s eyes were hooded, his nostrils
slightly flared as though he too could smell the pheromones and he liked what
he was smelling.

�Come
closer,� he murmured, gesturing with a tiny movement to Amanda. She moved towards him, her pink bustier
accentuating her figure and the swell of her hips. He reached out one hand for her, running it down one stocking and
then up the material of the bustier.
One finger slid underneath the top of her bustier, sliding between
material and flesh, and she shivered.
�Very nice. Good quality as
well.� He put down his drink on the
coffee table and pulled her to him with both hands, so she was straddling his
lap. His hands ran up and down the bustier,
feeling all of it thoroughly. �Such
craftsmanship is so hard to find these days.�
His fingers slid down to her thong, one finger sliding under the
waistband and then slipping further down to the front of the little pink
panties. �Such soft material and such a
lovely colour of� pink.� She moaned
softly at his touch, her tongue darting out and licking her lips in
anticipation. �A very wise choice,
Amanda, a wise choice indeed.� He then
released her and she almost groaned with frustration. �Now, Terra. You appear
to have chosen the antithesis of Amanda�s clothing, such as it is. Come here.�
He gestured to me and I inched forward towards him. Amanda sat on the edge of the couch, near
him but not in the way. He reached out
and pulled me to him with both hands on my hips � I almost fell on top of
him. �Interesting material. It�s less traditional as well, less
conservative.� He ran a hand over the
front of the latex bustier, his fingers sticking a bit on the cool
plastic. �And I see you�ve purchased
knickers to match.� He fingered the
waistband of my g-string, one hand sliding down my rear end and then sliding
about to the front to slip under my panties. Or is it just clothing?� she mused, grinning
and I laughed.

�Interesting
question,� I agreed.

�Inane at
best,� Snape said again, sipping at his new drink. �Irrelevant at worst.�

n stn style='mso-tab-count:1'> �I don�t
know,� I countered. �If this is
supposed to be a showing of underwear, and this is no longer underwear because
it�s not under anything, then what we should be showing would be��

�Nothing,�
Amanda suggested.

�Exactly,�
I finished.

�Very
well,� Snape said, nodding slightly to our logic. �I acquiesce.� And he put
down his drink and pulled off his boxer shorts. He picked his drink up again, and stood, nude, sipping it. I looked at Amanda and she looked at
me. I shrugged.

�Well,
yeah, that does follow,� I said and she nodded. �Would you like to undress us?
Or shall we undress ourselves?� I asked Snape and he cocked an eyebrow,
thinking.

�Ah,
choice,� he answered, and then I had an idea.

�I
know. Let�s strip!�

�What?�
Amanda asked, her eyes wide.

�Yeah, yknowknow � be all sexy and get in the mood and stuff. Strip. I�ve never done
that before and it could be fun,� I suggested.
Her eyebrows climbed into her blonde hairline as she considered
this. I didn�t wait � I went to my CD
collection and picked a mix that might suit both of us. Then I dimmed the lights, leaving only the
halogen in the corner on. I sat Snape
down on the couch again, his drink firmly in his hand and then I pulled Amanda
into the other room for a conference.

�I�ve never
done this either! What do we do? How do we do this without� cracking
up?� She was already giggling,
nervously I thought and with a bit of embarrassment.

�I have no
idea, but I�m game to try. Just dance
to the music and take off your clothing when it seems appropriate. But don�t take off the thong until the end,�
I said emphatically. And then we headed
back into the living room and our waiting victim. The music was pounding through the speakers � it was a bit too
loud, so I turned it down a bit � and then Amanda and I began to dance. We tried to dance sexily, like a peeler
might, moving our hips and strutting our stuff around the couch. I was waiting for Amanda to take something
off first, but she didn�t, so I figured I would have to. I started with my shoes, slipping out of
them and trying to make it seem smooth, a part of the dance. Then I undid my stockings and peeled out of
them, throwing them at Snape, who caught them but put them aside with a small
grimace. He was only sort of into this
idea, I could tell � it didn�t seem really like his thing, but I wanted to try
and was a bit surprised he would put up with it. Amanda took off her shoes and stockings too, and then I peeled
off my bustier slowly, revealing my naked breasts. Amanda started undoing the hooks and eyes of her bustier and when
she had it off completely, Snape stood up.

�Enough,�
he growled and with a quick motion, he finished his drink, slamming the glass
down on the table. �Enough of this
foolishness.� He grabbed us both by our
hands and dragged us into the bedroom bodily, pulling us down the hallway so
quickly we stumbled to catch up behind him.
Then he threw us onto the king sized bed, almost as if he were playing
crack the whip with us, and we fell onto the comforter, almost on top of each
other. He stood at the edge of the bed,
looking down at us, his face unreadable.
I wondered what would happen next.
It didn�t take long to find out.

He knelt on the bed in front of us, pushing first Amanda and
then myself down onto our backs before him.
Then he slipped Amanda�s thong off, and without any preamble, slid down
her body until he was between her thighs, his skilled tongue and lips
pleasuring her slowly. She gasped and
sighed, writhing under him, her hands on the back of his head. I moved to straddle his back, my tongue and
lips moving to the back of his neck and his shoulders, kissing, biting and
licking him as he attended to Amanda.
We shifted positions then, with Snape on his back in the centre of the
bed, and Amanda straddling his face so he could continue to pleasure her
orally. This left me free to attend to
him � and his now massive erection.
Lovely. I straddled his lower
legs and bent to suck him into my mouth, sliding my tongue up and down his
lovely cock, swishing it around the head and licking at him like he was a
lollipop. He groaned and sighed, just
as Amanda was groaning and sighing and it was wonderful. I fellated him for a while and then sat up,
removing my g-string and getting out the lube from the bookshelf near the
bed. I rubbed a small amount on his
cock and then lowered myself onto him, facing Amanda; the expression on her
face indicated she was incredibly close to orgasm. I slid up and down on Snape�s long, hard cock, watching him
finish Amanda off � she came, hard, on his face and her hands reached out for
me wildly, grasping at my shoulders in an effort to hold on to anything as the
waves of intense feeling swept over her.
I sighed, my own orgasm building with each slow stroke I took. Amanda moved away from Snape then, leaving
him to me. His face was redder than
usual from the intensity of giving Amanda oral sex, and his lips and chin were
soaking wet from her come. His hands
grasped my hips as his own hips came off the bed, meeting me thrust for
thrust. I leaned down and kissed him,
and he came up off the bed, his lips demanding more and more. And then, without warning, he grabbed me
with both hands, twisted his hips and legs, and flipped us over. I was amazed, but undaunted as I lay
underneath him instead of on top of him.
He pushed my legs up to my shoulders and took control of our fucking,
picking up the rhythm and thrusting quick and hard into me. I came then, just as hard as Amanda had,
groaning and writhing underneath him as the orgasm flooded my body. He came soon afterwards, hissing slightly as
he thrust into me one last time before stopping suddenly, my legs still up
around my shoulders. His eyes closed
for a moment, his nostrils flared, and then he let me go, withdrawing and
sitting back on his heels. I sat up,
wishing for a towel and wondering where Amanda had got to. She came out of the bathroom, then, a
washcloth in one hand and a towel in the other.

�Amanda! You�re amazing!� I exclaimed; Snape merely
raised an eyebrow as he took the washcloth from her. I sat on the towel on the bed and she sat down next to me. All three of us were naked, hot and still
completely turned on, I could tell.
Within seconds, as a matter of fact, Snape had reached for Amanda and we
began all over again. Thus the evening
progressed, with multiple orgasms for all until we were so exhausted we could
only drag ourselves to the bathroom for a final washing and brushing, and then
to our respective beds. I turned off
the light some time after two in the morning, pulling up the covers and sighing
with pleasure. Snape was already asleep
in the other bed as I drifted off to sleep in the cool of the room.
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