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Chapter 7: Wakeups, Warnings and Welcomes
It’s not about death… it’s about life –
Alice Rose Clawson to Anne Marie Roberts on the subject of Necromancy.
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Mornings come far too quickly and in the case of the
inhabitants of the current room it came with certain problems. Tonks was groggy
and she noticed that she felt sore but good… very good actually. Then there was
the warmth that was pressed around her. With a startled moment her eyes popped
open at the movement around her. She looked dumbfounded as one of the firsties
she recalled meeting before was bobbing her head on a guy as well as the fact
the guy was reclined using her tits as a pillow.
‘Alright,’ Tonks thought. ‘What the hell happened
last night? Why am I naked with a guy a cute one at that who is a few years
younger than me lying on my chest? And more importantly why is he being blown
while he is on top of me and is that a finger teasing me?’
Yes this was a very strange way to wake up for
Nymphadora and coupled with the lack of sleep due to other activities had not
been overly aware of things. The lethargy resulting from the acrobatics as well
as excessive morphs had left her fairly exhausted and while the night had been
long her sleeping had been more rewarding than normal.
“’mine,” Harry groaned out. “Who would have ever
thought that you would go from such a shy little thing to such a kinky kitten?”
Letting him pop out of her mouth Hermione replied,
“You know what they say about us quite ones. Besides you seem to bring the kink
out and like my panties say I’m a kinky kitten…”
‘Ok let’s see what I did last night,’ Tonks thought
in dread trying to act still asleep though with the continued stimulation that
would be difficult. ‘Went and cried in the loo because some boys found I could
shift and started asking and the like, I saw a troll killed before my eyes by
an ickle firstie, I licked said firstie’s fingers like some slut and came from
it, I got off another time and was carried to Harry ‘Bloody’ Potter’s room
where the two engaged with each other as well as myself in kinky sexual things
but didn’t get proper shagged or buggered though it was damn close, and now I
spent the time after I passed out as his pillow with his head nestled between
my tits. To top all that off the girl I kissed, sucked, fondled and more is
currently going down on him while trying to tease me to cum awake. Yes this is
definitely not what I thought would happen yesterday. I was afraid some of the
boys would get me and be passed around like a few stories say they do. But I
liked it I really liked what they did with me and to me last night. I probably
wouldn’t feel as disgusted if he was a year older…’
“Hermione,” Harry shuddered out. “Are you trying to
break what little restraints I have?”
“Wha?” Hermione said letting him loose with an
audible pop. “I have needs too you know and I do like doing this, but you know
and I know that we will eventually want more…”
“Look at me and tell me you think you would be in
any condition to be seen after either of those things,” Harry said with a sigh.
“This is a boarding school and the gossip here while I don’t care about it
personally would try to cause us too much trouble that we would have to spend
far too much time stomping out.”
“I am not the only one making plans for Christmas
already,” Hermione said with a smirk. “Though I wonder what your pillow will
say and want by then…”
“We could always ask her,” Harry proposed, “Although
I think a pleasant wake up would help her deal with things…”
“Well let me get a snack and then we can both work
on her,” Hermione said before diving back in.
“Sounds gooood,” Harry said as he bucked up into her
mouth.
As Tonks listened to this she contemplated letting
them know she was awake or let them wake her up. So lost in that debate she
didn’t notice when they two moved around her. Harry had barely disturbed any
air as he moved from her to hug Hermione who was still teasing her. The two had
looked at each other and noticing Tonks was not really there Harry whispered a plan
to Hermione. Nodding her head she made her way up while Harry replaced Hermione
in teasing Tonks awake.
Gently crawling to straddle Tonks, Hermione started
to play with the aroused nipples that were still hot from their shared body
heat. It was a shame that she was unable to use her mouth but that would ruin
the surprise for Dora when she got her wakeup kiss. She could feel Harry seated
between Dora’s legs and the teasing way that he was slowly building the girl up
was felt between her legs as Dora moved beneath her. It was so tempting to
slide back enough to where they were touching and let him work both of them
over.
‘Perhaps we can do that later,’ Hermione thought as
she started to tease and tweak Dora more. ‘I can see why Alice likes playing
with Anne so much now. It is so much fun to see the expressions on their faces.
Though I will admit that Alice can be such a demanding bitch at times, she is
still family and if it wasn’t for the fact that she was so determined I would
doubt we were related considering how non-bushy her hair is. I guess there is
some jealousy there but considering that I do get Harry alone for most of this
year I think she is being far too calm. I know what Anne plans to do over
Christmas and considering how good such explorations have been so far I wonder
if it will feel as good as she described. A shame that even with all the play I
am a hair to tight though I plan to stay that way.’
Harry meanwhile was doing his best to work Dora up
with his part of the assault on her erogenous zones. Soon enough given her
panting and other responses, she would be definitely awake though given her
heart beat and other signs he wondered if she was faking being asleep so that
there would be no reason to regret the two working her to cum awake.
‘I just don’t get girls some times,’ Harry thought
as he teased closer to the moist seeping slit in front of him. ‘Why can’t most
of them be honest with themselves about things though I know most guys lie to
themselves to feel better as well it seems an institution these turn of words
and actions. Still Dora here is really getting into things and I fear that as
she is older that I will get jumped in quick order and despite my constantly
using my concern for the girls damaging themselves by sex either too young or
unprepared I am starting to feel the need for more than just a hand job or
head. Anne almost got me that day and if Alice had been sitting on my face I
wouldn’t have known before I was inside her. Still adding a cute older girl is
nice as it will bring variety and a way to get things relatively quick from
Hogsmeade without the risks of Owl post and there is the fact that by the time
we go we will likely have a Prefect in our control. Hermione was hinting that
if given the chance we should get someone to use to keep our activities under
wraps. Ah well it is morning and since Hermione got a snack I should be getting
my pre breakfast snack in.’
Tonks was laying there trying to act like she was
asleep while a dripping wet girl was fondling her tits with a rather talented
boy between her legs. She could feel Hermione’s wetness sliding along her skin
as the girl moved on her while Harry was slowing in his teasing and working her
up faster. She felt an odd change in his breathing and then snap.
“Fuck!” Dora screamed as she woke up clutching
around his fingers with his lips attached to her throbbing clit. “Morgana’s
tits you’re making me feel so good!”
Hermione shifted to kiss Dora silent. Drawing a
muffle of protest before she felt the mouth pressed to hers open as a tongue
darted into her mouth. Dora bucked with Hermione clamping her thighs around her
as Harry kept his actions keeping her from coming down. So shocked at her
body’s response Dora did not at first notice more about the tongue tasting her
mouth as she merely thought there was some slightly thicker saliva being
painted into her mouth. By the time her mind could string together what was
happening she was arching up again and swallowed reflexively.
The cycle repeated as Hermione slowly slid lower
until their sexes were joined and Harry was licking both of them
enthusiastically. He continued to lick at the two until they broke their kiss
and started to whimper. Overstimulation was never a good thing. Besides Harry
was in need of some relief again and it would be bad to leave him worked up too
long or things would get sore.
Resting her head on Dora’s panting and throbbing
tits, Hermione sighed as she was getting her breath back before turning her
head and saying, “Harry I think we are ready now…”
“Huh,” Dora managed to say before she shuddered at
something poking at the space between their liquid mixing mounds. “What are you
up to now?”
“Just a bit more exercise than just my tongue and
fingers Dora dear,” Harry said as he slid between their slits. “Considering how
tender you have been moving your jaw I don’t think you would like me to get
some relief that way.”
“You mean the fact that I have been massaging her
mouth with my tongue and she still barely winced when her climax washed any pain
out,” Hermione said from where she rested with her head happily supported.
“What Harry means is that if he tried to fuck your face you would barely be
able to talk let alone cast a spell through classes today.”
“How are you able to think clearly with him doing
that?” Dora asked after clenching him as he slid between both of their lips. “I
have had trouble forming a string of thoughts without being distracted all
morning!”
“Practice,” Hermione answered as he started to
thrust faster smacking into her still slightly red ass. “Lots and lots of
practice though it is so fun practicing…”
“And as they say practice makes perfect,” Harry said
as he gripped Hermione’s hips as she clamped down on Dora. “Besides it relieves
stress and makes it easier to think in class.”
“There is also the fact that in addition to our
thirst for knowledge we have a thirst for fun,” Hermione said with a shudder.
“To think we started trading favors as part of our competition…”
“Competition,” Dora said before howling when a twist
in a thrust rubbed her just right. “If it is anything like this I can see why…”
“Silly Dora,” Hermione said whispering into her ear.
“As much fun as it is competing to see who can get who off quicker, faster and
longer, lately it has been a contest of who can get Harry to go how far. At the
moment none of us have gotten him to shag us silly, but you seem to want it as
well don’t you pet?”
“Yes,” Dora moaned as Hermione started to ask more
and more depraved things.
Hermione whispered into her ear every single dirty
thing she could think of and with the way she had pilfered everything on a
subject this was a lot. Due to the fact that Hermione had gone into her sexual
education with as much enthusiasm as possible she had managed to find most of
the common books on the subject though with the way that the others as
reluctantly as she had admitted at the time herself had responded to Harry
there had been a few less common books.
‘It is a shame that we would need an adult to get
some of the more educational books,’ Hermione mussed as she smirked as she
worked every single kink she could think of to see which would get Dora more
bothered. ‘Still there is enough information to peg how Dora will fit in. she
is responding so well to dirty talk, name calling and some of the less vanilla
notions. A nice common interest in spanking considering how she reacted last
night speaking of which…’
Hermione smirked and turned her head from Dora’s ear
though her ear was close enough to hear the string of delicious obscenities
flowing from the Metamorphmagus’s lips and shuddered under the gaze that bore
into her when she met Harry’s eyes. Hoping that he would get the point she
waggled and thrust her ass at him. Frowning at the smirk on his face she knew
that he was ignoring her non-vocal request because he wanted to both hear her
beg and see how it affected Dora.
“Please don’t make me beg Harry?” Hermione pleaded
trying to sound meek. “Just do it, please?”
“I don’t know what you mean Hermione,” Harry
answered with a smirk. “Here I am fucking two women’s clits and you act like
there is something more you want. Whatever could you want at a time like this?”
“Making me beg while sliding your cock between two
sopping wet slut’s slits makes you want to cum all over us doesn’t it?”
Hermione asked as she started to grind herself into Dora’s twitching twat
whenever she could. “Please master? Spank your slave slut’s eager ass again!
Show this eager little bitch who her master is by making her feel it!”
“Since you begged,” Harry said as he moved enough to
accommodate. “Who am I to deny my toy her reward for being good?”
“Master can do whatever he wants,” Hermione sobbed
wanting more. “This wet willing witch just knows that master likes to feel an
eager ass thrust back against his hand.”
“You know that I do,” Harry said as he let his hand
slap Hermione’s ass with a sharp resounding smack. “I may dislike punishing you
as it takes time away from enjoying things together, but spanking you isn’t a
punishment since you enjoy it so much!”
“Good little sluts get spanked before sucking a cock
until it spurts down their greedy cum guzzling throat,” Hermione moaned out as
she let herself enjoy the dirty talk, “and if the slut does a good job in
making him cum he will finger her until she cums on his fingers while if she
does the best she can he will lick her until he is sated from her sweet juice
flowing into his mouth!”
The two were letting themselves become more wrapped
up in each other that they were not paying as much attention to which words
were driving Dora nuts. They did notice that the words were making her squirm
and writhe beneath them. There were also the distinctive moans and groans as
Hermione begged as well as the way that Dora became more enthusiastically
seeping when Hermione started to get firmly spanked.
Hermione started to feel the way his pace increased
though Tonks was unable to realize the importance of the change in the way his
balls struck her. He was getting close and Hermione wanted a big finish this
time.
‘Decisions decisions,’ Hermione thought as she felt
him throb against her slit. “Which would be a more satisfying conclusion?
Having master cum between us, in our mouths, on our faces, on Dora’s tits or on
my ass seems to be a hard one… each has their advantages…’
“Can you feel it?” Harry asked as he brought his
hand with a resounding swat to have her grind her slit further around his
thrusting dick. “Well I don’t think Dora gets it yet so why don’t you tell her,
mine?”
“Yours,” Hermione acknowledged before struggling to
explain to Dora what was going on. “Dora, pay attention now!”
“Yes,” Dora gasped out. “Wha’s it?”
“He is really doing you splendidly isn’t he?”
Hermione asked before kissing the girl writhing beneath her. “Now Dora, Master
is getting close to cuming again. Can’t you feel his balls tightening and his
cock start to throb so exquisitely against your clit?”
“I… do,” Dora stuttered as she again tried to
squeeze what should have been sliding inside her and not outside her.
“So where should master cum?” Hermione purred into
the once more gasping and grunting girl. “We got to taste him in our mouths
before, but should he do that or spray us and we lick each other clean?”
“Lick?” Dora asked in confusion.
“Lick it is,” Hermione said with a smile taking it
as her answer. “So where do you want to have him cum so we can lick his cum up?
Should he cum on our faces and we get to kiss each other clean, on one of our
tits, spray my well rosy ass or should he spray out between us covering us from
tits to twat?”
“Us?” Dora asked in confusion still thinking about
running her tongue over Hermione tasting her as well as his cum.
“You heard the girl,” Hermione said as she felt him
get closer and she leaned so that he would be able to spurt without missing to
where they were joined. “Cum between us and you can watch us lick each other
clean after making sure you can’t cum on us anymore and that your cock is clean
as well!”
With the decision made though he was grateful that
he wouldn’t have to cum without some flesh wrapped around him, Harry went into
overdrive. He moved quicker and Hermione felt his body smacking her already
tender ass causing her to shiver in increased pleasure. This in turn led to her
rocking on top of Dora from the thrusts and she had to clamp her thighs down on
Dora to keep from being driven forward or worse out of the way. Momentarily the
thought to try this again with him also alternating his thrusts into their
pussies instead of just between them came to her mind.
‘Well that and maybe try that idea of Anne’s,’
Hermione thought as she felt him grab her ass hard and squeeze both of their
pussies tightly around his cum spurting cock. ‘God this feels so good and
soothing considering it’s like warm oil being sprayed on my tender tits and
twat.’
“Fuck,” Harry groaned as he held the squirming girls
as he came. “You two feel heavenly!”
“Oh god,” Dora cried as everything flashed through
her mind. “Cuming so much! Ah!”
“Ahhh!” Hermione shuddered from him squeezing her
stinging ass and the soothing warmth flowing between the two girls. “Don’t stop
master just keep cuming!”
Taking a few slides to get most of his cum wiped
onto the two panting girls around him, Harry just relaxed against Hermione’s
warm and tender ass. He was reluctant to let up the grip that they had around
him so he kept the pressure on the two grinding them together. It was nice to
feel their pussies sucking along his length and as such was very reluctant to
slide out more than necessary. Still one of them had promised to lick and suck
him clean so taking a great deal of effort he slowly slid out from between
them.
“That was great,” Harry said as he sat behind the
two still moaning girls. “Now we need to get licked up and cleaned up.”
Slowly crawling his way around the two until he was
seated near their heads, Harry admired the view of the two pressed together. He
realized in a few years most of the males and a number of the females would do
almost anything to see let alone enjoy what he was at that moment. Sure his
life had been hell but he got over it and mad it hell for those responsible. He
just had more people on that list now.
“So who wants the honors?” Harry asked as he ran his
hands to caress their faces.
“Might as well let Dora have another taste,”
Hermione said as she flopped to Dora’s other side. “I don’t think she is up to
much activity at the moment.”
“True,” Harry commented as he saw Dora roll her head
to face him. “Well it looks like she made her decision considering she opened
her mouth and seems to think she can reach me with her tongue from where she
is.”
“Don’t tease her,” Hermione chided as she ran her
hands along the cum pooling on her body. “MMM… delicious as always. Wait a mo…”
With that Hermione scooped up the combined mix of
all of them and took a taste. After a shudder from that she let some drip into
Dora’s mouth. She smiled as she saw Dora lick her lips and swallow before a
smile and her lips opened again hungry for more.
“So do you think that we taste divine together or
what?” Hermione asked before scooping some from Dora’s shivering body. “Not
that I think Harry tastes bad separately or either of us but the mix seems
better.”
“I don’t think she really wants to talk right now,”
Harry said as he scooted closer. “See she moved her head to get my head in. So
since she is willing…”
“All right and go ahead and let her savor licking
you clean,” Hermione said as she reclined alternating in cleaning herself and
Dora off. “Lord knows that I enjoy it and it would be rude cutting her off so
soon.”
So Hermione moved her fingers over Dora’s slowly
responding body while Harry moved her limp head around his cock. While Dora may
not be in control of her head’s bobbing that did not mean that she was
completely still and just letting him use her mouth to wash his dick clean. In
fact she was actively tasting him again and trying to suck him empty some more.
“Well it seems that Dora is still eager for some
more even if she doesn’t have the stamina,” Harry said with a sigh as he moved
her head as well as thrust into her eager mouth. “Oh god she just shifted her
tongue and it feels good. You will have to have her lick you with this tongue.
Fuck she is humming and her tongue is vibrating as it moves!”
Hermione looked up from where she was seated between
Dora’s legs having scooped her body somewhat clean to see the sight before her.
She had been starting to lean over to start to lick Dora from her cum sprayed
sex to her sweat slick supple and stiff suckling centers when she looked up.
Her eyes widened as she processed what Harry said and decided to make sure Dora
would be willing to try that tongue on her.
Hermione licked her way from around Dora’s snatch at
an uneven pace while paying attention to the effects it was having indirectly
on Harry. After getting the area around Dora’s deliciously engorged cunt licked
clean she went to work on seeing if any had run inside. That it allowed her to
once more tap the sweet twat she had savored while Harry had spanked and
stroked her slit was a bonus.
“Well that was tasty,” Hermione said after slurping
up the mess Dora made washing her pussy when she came. “You taste good all by
yourself but since it looks like you are going to coax some cum directly out of
him I will savor some of it decorating you.”
As Dora’s mouth was occupied she didn’t verbally
respond, but Harry answered as he could feel the moan that had brought out by
saying, “Stop teasing the bitch and lick her cum drenched body clean. She just
moaned like I tripped and twisted her clit and rubbed her slit just right!”
“You don’t see me complaining,” Hermione commented
before starting to lick the cum she left running along from the tip of her box
to the bottom and valley of her breasts. “Hmm salty and sweet with a hint of
feminine flavor added. No wonder they like it so much!”
Hermione licked her way up Dora’s body until all the
cum was gone and only a trail from her tongue remained as she approached Dora’s
aroused areolas. She worked her way around savoring her scent and flavor as she
cleaned by licking and lapping at Dora’s panting peaks. She could feel Dora’s
reactions to her actions as well as Harry’s enjoyment of her modifications to
her mouth.
“Hermione,” Harry said panting in passion. “I can
see why every hormone able male thinks of a Metamorph as one hell of a sexual
encounter. You have got to try this. She opened her mouth enough to fit me not
just down her throat, but… Fuck that feels good! Oh right she managed to
stretch enough to get even my balls inside to suck lick and tease! Think how
good this will feel!”
“Hmm,” Hermione murmured as she pulled back
stretching Dora’s nipple as she kept it trapped in her mouth before popping out
and snapping back. “Now I am really looking forward to seeing how she has
improved when I sit on her face though I am tempted to test that on my tits. If
she can actually reach her tongue to your ass than Anne will demand she sucks
her while rimming her.”
“Yeah, Anne gets that way whenever something is
involved on or in her ass,” Harry said with a moan as he felt the suction
becoming almost agonizing in its activities. “Although you aren’t one to talk
Ms. Spank Me or Swat Me as the case may be, I swear if you could find a way you
would have smuggled a crop in here.”
“If I had known you would be here I would have,” Hermione
said as she let her fingers keep Dora stimulated. “Only think better than being
spanked is getting a few swats with a crop!”
“Tell me about it,” Harry said as he ground himself
into Dora’s eager face. “I miss one time and you cum like you had someone
sucking both tits with teeth while your clit gets the same and something trying
to spread your pussy and ass! Who would think that spanking your pussy would
make you squirt?”
“So I like some pain at least I don’t try to deny I
like sex and believed I was only making a girl cum on my face because it would
keep them safe from rape,” Hermione countered. “I am amazed that seeing this
new slut of ours spurting with you stuffing her mouth like that didn’t make you
spray her sperm greedy mouth!”
“Fuck,” Harry said as he realized and then did what
she had just said. “She is sucking me dry!”
“Like that would last long,” Hermione huffed as she
turned back to lick her way to resume lapping at the shivering toys body. “Be a
dear and give my ass a swat when her moth is free. I think since she got to
suck you clean she might as well do the same since I sucked her clean as well.”
“Sure,” Harry moaned as he felt the suction not
letting up. “It might be a bit since she is not going to give up for a bit.
Damn can she suck I am still flowing!”
‘Like I said tell me when I can sit or better yet
ride her face,’ Hermione thought as she spread Dora’s lips wide and stuck her
tongue inside. ‘Hope she doesn’t tear me as I want Master despite his playful
teasing to be the one who takes that though I wouldn’t mind Dora licking him
clean out of me if she can get over the blood mixing in by then.’
She zoned out as she drove her tongue to press
against the barrier inside. It was tempting to just tear it and lap the blood mixed
with sweetness that would result. Still Harry had dibs as the lead in their
relationship. It had been a nightmare, though a hot one, to keep from letting
Alice top her. Her own younger cousin had thought that she would let her just
be thrown back and used! Admittedly if it had been Harry she wouldn’t have
minded. Still the spank off had been worth the discomfort in sitting just to
have both Alice and Anne pleasure her while Her Master watched on. That it had
been hot enough to almost release the spell protecting her virginity so he
could proper fuck only made it better even if it had led to him clit fucking
her for the first time.
A resounding slap brought her back to herself and
she wiggled around until she felt Harry position Dora’s head to kiss her sex.
Her eyes bulged as she felt her whole pussy surrounded by suction and a
twitching tantalizing tongue sweeping her mound. Harry had been right that this
was an exquisite sensation and she realized why Dora had broken down in the
bath like that.
‘Any witch or wizard would love the self
transfiguration without risking a mishap mid coitus,’ Hermione thought as she
ground herself against the vibrating flowing appendage. ‘Given how much of a
warning they needed with just looking at me the wrong way. I know that Harry is
going to have to actually verbalize his threat and hope it doesn’t need to be
carried out. Still given the advantages I can see why she would be worried of
compulsion spells, potions or worse trapping her in an oath would be very
serious risks. That she has such a submissive as well as kinky streak would
also lead to a possibly fractured personality if she normally represses. That
would be hell but given her personality let alone these tricks I wouldn’t let a
simple challenge like that stay in the way of keeping her!’
Harry just sat on the bed and watched the two ladies
go at it. Even he needed a rest and knew that if he didn’t get a few minutes
that he would be feeling like he got kicked in the balls from the overuse he
had willingly done to his bits. So he got to see the two very good looking
girls buried in each other’s sex. He was certain that Hermione was definitely
writhing under the native abilities of that enhanced tongue. He was grateful
that for whatever reason she hadn’t been able to do that the night before.
‘The results would have been disastrous,’ Harry
thought with a sigh of regret. ‘I may be a killer, do things that are most
often immoral, but really throwing a girl a virgin at that and just fucking her
without regard is just wrong. We didn’t do anything too over the top and there
is no way that it could be considered rape since Dora was one hell of a willing
participant. Still I give it until they are done and one of them is soaped up
before I can get it up again. Well Hermione is seriously not holding back on
riding Dora’s face. Ah nature how you blessed them with an easier ability to
cum often… a shame that the other issues need some comfort to get through.’
Finally Harry noticed that they were working up
again and that Hermione was in no way ready to stop even if it would get them
late to classes if they continued too long unless they forgo the shower and
just used a spell but that would not be as much fun. Beside he wanted to see
the two of them in the shower and spend some time just exploring each other’s
body. Hell even if Dora was too tired or needed some time to deal he would have
kicked his own ass for not just savoring the time and casual comfort that would
be available in the situation.
“Right,” Harry said getting close to the two who
were too busy working themselves up yet again. “If you two don’t stop teasing
and cum, I am going to do something drastic…”
As the two were oblivious to anything except their
mouth, hands and their dribbling cunts, they ignored the warning. Hell Hermione
was so involved that she didn’t care when the tongue slithered out at inhuman
lengths to roam over some of her ass and over her puckered hole. Well to be
honest Hermione cataloged it as a challenge and responded likewise or as much
as she was able. Ergo while Dora had part of her tongue wormed up Hermione’s
ass, Hermione returned the favor by doing what Anne had willingly agreed to
straddle Hermione pressing their pussies together and let her grind against her
while she brought a crop down on her. In simple terms while Dora rimmed and
tongue fucked her thankfully cleaned ass, Hermione slid a finger to
reciprocate.
Noticing that the two were not just engaged in oral
sex but shoving things into each other’s ass, he had no conviction for what
happened next.
“I did warn both of you little cunt gobbling cock
hungry bitches that I would do something drastic,” Harry said knowing that even
if they didn’t consciously hear him that Hermione would on some level be drawn
to both his voice and tone as well as the underlying message. “Hope you like
the punishment…”
His last statement was rather sarcastic as he damn
well knew that Hermione liked her ass to be tender if not outright hurt. He did
suspect the same of Dora considering her reactions to when they had added
spanking to the oral and digital stimulation. Pulling back each arm, he swung
them together with the girls’ asses between.
The audible crack was soon followed by a pop as
their mouths broke free before the girls responded. That there would be a very
discernible handprint on each of their asses would be a given. That their open
mouths as they twisted from the sudden change in stimulation was still very
close to their previous position was a given.
“Fuck!” Hermione said as she felt herself cum hard
spurting into Dora’s open mouth.
“Ghhg!” Dora screamed as she came instead of running
or even gushing in a force like a fountain up and splashing onto Hermione’s
tongue.
“That was one of the hottest things I have ever
seen,” Harry admitted as he looked at the two convulsing girls. “Hey Mine I
take it that Dora really cums from a very hard spanking given by what I just
saw. I wonder if she will cum as hard as you did when you had that crop used on
you.”
“Possible,” Hermione said panting as she shivered in
post orgasmic tremors. “You just couldn’t let us keep at it could you?”
“Not really given how late it is getting,” Harry
said with a sigh. “We will barely have time for a proper shower if we take too
much longer…”
“So do you want to join us in the shower?” Hermione
asked Dora as she lay there panting. “We promise that we won’t go any farther…”
“What Hermione means Dora, is that neither of us is
really ready to actually shag or bugger yet and so there would be no real
issues in the shower though we might get sidetracked in cleaning each other,”
Harry admitted. “We can understand if you need more time to deal with things
considering how this all sprung up on you.”
“I think I’ll go and shower elsewhere,” Tonks said
as she knew that she needed to get away. “I need to get some time to think by
myself.”
“Well if you ever want to we wouldn’t mind,”
Hermione said as she walked nude to Harry’s shower. “Harry wouldn’t mind having
another back to wash and I know he wouldn’t mind some more attention when he
showers…”
Closing her eyes and counting to ten slowly Tonks
found the effort to say, “Maybe next time I really need to get ready,” even as
she cursed herself for implying there would be a next time no matter how good
she felt. As the two left to the showers, Dora sighed and looked herself over.
She was sweaty and thankfully not too sticky, but that was more to having been
licked somewhat clean.
“I still stink like a cheap Knocturn Alley whore,”
Tonks mumbled as she went about grabbing her clothes and trying to look presentable
enough to sneak back to her room to shower off. “If I had let them talk me into
joining them in the shower I would have likely never left.”
Walking out of the room with a stagger as she
realized how sore she was and that was without being stretched. She needed a
cold shower to calm down as her mind kept going back to what they had done to
and with her. Considering that she had feared being grabbed and raped the day
before she felt she was dealing well with her first sex romp even if it had been
with younger though more experienced people.
“I did everything short of being proper fucked and
buggered,” Dora/Tonks said as she let the frigid water wash over her. “And
Hermione is such a sick, sick girl though she does bring out the inner sick or
should I say slut? She got me hot and bothered with what she said and I damn
well know she was analyzing things while she watched my responses to all her
dirty filthy words. I am lucky if she doesn’t tell anyone all the things that
she got me to agree to and admit about myself. I am lucky that I didn’t shout
half of it out. I practically promised to be their toy and when the time came
to take what virginities I have left! I know I should be disgusted that I came
and hard from her calling me a slut their slut at that. Their dirty little slut
begging them to suck his cock and stick my tongue into her dripping twat! Fuck!
This shower is not calming me down at all!”
Continuing to grumble that despite the almost ice
cold temperature of the water that she was getting hot and bothered again,
Tonks sighed and didn’t notice as her hands drifted as her commentary changed.
She had her left hand not too fondly handling her tit while her right was
rubbing her still sore slit. Her mind was confused but her body damn well knew what
it wanted and it was not to repress herself again!
“Why did I do it?” Tonks asked herself. “I am a good
girl and good girls do not act like that. They never kiss a boy like that let
alone a girl. Oh mum I don’t want the hose again. I’ll be good. Don’t tell
daddy what he caused. Yes mum I won’t touch myself there more than necessary to
keep it clean as it is dirty and wrong. Only bad girls who get the hose do
that. I am not a filthy animal. Good girls don’t do that. A good girl only lies
back and thinks of queen and country when she lets her husband do that and only
to have children. She doesn’t touch or let others touch that or there. There is
only to feed babies.”
In contrast to what she was saying, she had ended up
on her hands and knees with her hands still doing what she kept saying were
inappropriate. She was working her fingers not just along her slit but somewhat
into it as her other hand was very roughly handling her tit. Twisting and
pulling on them in a manner that if her mum caught her would lead to a very
harsh punishment indeed. If only she didn’t respond so negatively to being
spanked she would have let her mum catch her and get to cum once more from
being spanked hard.
“But you loved it,” Dora said with a look of lust
and disgust warring on her face. “You haven’t felt that good since daddy in
desperation to keep us in control took that ping pong paddle and swatted our
squirming naked ass again and again. He didn’t even notice when we rubbed our
gushing gash all along his knee. Mum knew what we were doing and hauled us away
after we kept screaming and shaking our ass to get that paddle to strike
everywhere! That bitch was just jealous since daddy wasn’t doing his husbandly
duties!”
Her face twisted as she shuddered before looking
about to cry as disgust became prevalent. She changed from a confident
appearance to timid and shy. Still her hands kept it up and her left hand moved
from her tit to her tender backside. There was however the fact that her
fingers were no longer plunging into her slut but rubbing the outside to show a
difference in thought and acceptance.
“That’s not true,” Tonks countered. “Mum just didn’t
want us to be bad. We would have been no better than all those sluts and whores
she complains about going out and getting pregnant or worse walking around with
their stuff dripping from their uncovered holes. No she just didn’t want me to
be like that or those naughty filthy deviants she told me to watch out for at
school. They would do the most indecent of things and let people do indecent
things to them in turn! Their proper place because they are sluts and whores
are selling their filthy bodies on the street!”
Rubbing her red ass and in particular tracing the
stinging handprint there, Tonks shifted her mood once more. Her left hand was
roughly groping her throbbing and oddly firmer ass while her right was stroking
two fingers inside butting against her barrier while her thumb danced over the
slowly swelling shrouded sexual peak.
“What like what we did last night or this morning?”
Dora questioned out loud moaning as her hand stoked the stinging slap from
earlier. “We loved it when he kissed us, we creamed when he touched us, we came
when either of their tongues tasted us, we were delirious in pleasure when we
tasted either of them! Don’t even think we didn’t savor it when he spanked us
like daddy did. We fucking squirted like a good bitch when he marked our ass
that last time.”
As this went on she was no longer just stroking her
ass and was spanking herself. She shuddered and sprayed the wet floor of the
shower when her hand slapped the spot where his handprint was still visible
standing out in redness on her rump resounded and echoed around the shower. Her
two hands met and both teased her sex until they were both slickened with her
juices. The hand reaching around her ass drew back to tease her puckered hole.
“Admit it,” Dora said berating the prude that she
was at times. “Despite his time stoking his throbbing meat against our eager
holes you wanted him to just take you so that we were his! We would have spread
this ass wide let alone parted our legs and lips to have him fuck our other
holes like he did our face. If we hadn’t been so damn unable to move we would
have done and gone as far as they would ever want!”
Her eyes closed as she thrust her fingers until she
felt them rubbing against each other separated by the thin wall between them.
Images she had buried in those books she had read and the ones she had
completely ignored having stumbled across and read here whenever she had heard someone
move ran through her mind. Images of his cock sliding inside her while Hermione
lapped at their joined sex as well as the proper forms that they had been so
close to. Vivid dreams of lapping his cum out of her pussy while he slammed
into her alternating with wild fantasies of being the one wedged between them.
Her fingers were a blur as they moved and if the
room hadn’t had a silencing ward added by one of the previous girls she would
likely have been discovered and in her current state uncaring what happened or
who she serviced as long as the pleasure flooding her never stopped. It
wouldn’t have mattered if every girl in the tower fucked her face leaving her
there soaked with sweat and sex.
A final image appeared as she felt her body hum and
throb as she panted like a bitch in heat getting it from her stud. Dangling
from the common room suspended completely open to anyone to use. Her face
drenched in sweet and salty liquid as well as her holes running like rivers as
she shuddered under his hand. He was not just spanking her but bringing down
various sharp stinging instruments along her ass and slapping up against her
weeping wet well used hole. Her mouth was muffled with the sweet scent and
taste of her. Her tongue worshipped and tried to taste every part of the
goddess before her. She was not just accepting her mouth and was bringing her
own discipline over her body. Where he was marking her below the waist, she
left lines and marks over her back and chest. She could feel the welts and
openly bleeding lines over her stomach and dangling swinging tits.
“Yes Master! Yes Mistress!” Dora shrieked as she
arched and twisted around undulating against her hands. “More give me more! Cum
inside your slave slut! Drench my mouth with your pussy mistress! Fill my used
twat with your cum master! Did I make you proud?”
In her fantasy they patted her head and ass as they
withdrew and said in unison to her, “We are proud of you! You served us well!”
That drew a throat hurting scream from her mouth.
Her back was curved backwards and she almost had her legs curved to touch her
head. Her fingers were buried as deeply as they could. She felt her fingers
stretch her suddenly thicker barrier so unwilling to break that it hurt while
her other fingers were completely buried in her ass. One thumb roughly pressed
against her throbbing clit while the other pressed against the weeping wound
she had inflicted in her striking his handprint shaped welt.
Collapsing and completely unaware of her situation,
Tonks slowly awoke to an unpleasantly sore position though the still rippling
waves of sensations washed away most of her resistance to it. She blinked as
she felt the shower pouring down on her naked and sprawled form. Her eyes
widened as she looked down through her seemingly obscuring breasts to gaze in
disbelief at where her right hand was. She did however not remove it as her arm
felt too tired to move. Craning her neck she saw her other arm and gasped at
where it was.
“Oh god what have I done now?” She asked herself
still with her fingers inside her. “Mum would have dragged me outside and
sprayed me with ice cold water for this at the least. Hermione said that
nothing was wrong though. So who is right mum or the girl that drew Her back
out? How can it be so wrong to feel so good? If I write mum, she will come here
and send me to some isolated girls only school until she finds out about her
and then it is back home where she searches for ways to keep her away. Mistress
would just tell me to stop being silly and do as they say. I know that I liked
it, but it is wrong from the Talk mum gave me. Who can I ask? Wait the older
girls tend to go to the Prefects for advice on boyfriends and dating so is it
that different? Right when I get a chance to I will ask one of the female
Prefects as I know that a boy would just take it that I am a slut and push me
to my knees and make me blow him! Some of the other older girls might be like
that Cho in second year, a real witch’s witch she seems to be let alone seeming
to be the type to take advantage if given the chance. So that leaves Penelope
the new Prefect. She didn’t seem that bad and I just need to find some time to
ask her…”
With that Tonks slowly and reluctantly extracted her
fingers from her still shuddering body. Flopping around enough to rinse some of
the remnants off her body, Tonks slowly worked her way from laying there to
sitting under the water drenching her body off. She shivered as the cold
finally overcame the heat her body had been generating. Very stiffly she got to
her feet and sure she was rinsed off turned the water off and proceeded to dry
her soaked body off.
‘I wonder what those two were up to while I was
here,’ Tonks thought to herself as she reluctantly and slowly dressed. ‘They
did say that they weren’t going to go further, but I can just imagine what they
did…’
Meanwhile as Tonks was trying to work herself out of
the circular arguments that her evening and morning of debauchery and delights
had caused, Harry and Hermione were in his shower cleaning up even after she
had gathered as much of the evidence and either swallowed or rubbed in the
remains of that last near shag. Harry was standing behind Hermione and despite
what some would think was actually not trying to do something overly sexual
even if at his age being in the presence of a girl let alone a naked and curvy
girl would bring such thoughts to mind.
Harry was in fact massaging Hermione’s favorite
shampoo into her scalp causing the somewhat stiff girl to purr and moan in
appreciation. Despite all of his activities, Harry had rather dexterous and
flexible fingers and thus was able to as rare as it was give some of the most
sinful of massages. That he was slowly working out the tangles and frizzles
that would normally detract from her appearance was not a cause for concern merely
satisfaction.
“So what do you think about how the night went?”
Harry asked as Hermione began to arch into his fingers. “I think all things
considered it went rather well.”
“Better than it could have been though you know I
should be able to get proper fucked by now,” Hermione grumbled before sighing
as Harry worked out some more tangles. “Still Dora seems like she will be a
delight.”
“I will admit that Dora was delightful and
delicious,” Harry said and she could practically hear him lick his lips in appreciation.
“And you know that until you aren’t wincing when I slide more than a
finger in you that I don’t plan to fuck you. I know that if I had last night we
would either have had to give you a rather noticeable amount of blood to heal
or let Pomfrey deal out a potion and she would have scanned you.”
“We should have brewed some potions for muscle ache,
soreness and blood loss,” Hermione murmured. “Than those excuses wouldn’t hold.
Though I will admit that given how difficult it was not to go at it like
animals in a rut last night would have made it less memorable…”
“You mean despite any of your kinks that you want
the first time to at least be memorable and tender,” Harry said with a chuckle.
“Sounds better than Anne considering she stated that she planned on having me
fuck her raw and then bugger her until she was gaping and sore.”
“Anne gets off on being controlled,” Hermione
admitted. “Now while I don’t mind a bit of pain like spanking and maybe a bit
more some of the games she wants to play are… a bit extreme.”
“You mean where she plans on being suspended in rope
where we will take turns whipping, paddling and spanking between using all her
holes while she has her nipples and clit having circulation issues from clips,”
Harry said as he began to wash her back. “I will admit that Anne is a bit on
the periphery of sexual standards but if it is what she wants considering how
she can use those puppy eyes I know that scenes like that will happen though
maybe not that extreme for a while.”
“Now we have Dora added to the mix,” Hermione said
with a shudder as he massaged the soap into her back. “Some of the kinks the
girl has but doesn’t consciously realize are almost as extreme. Despite her
fear of being raped or used by people there was a spark in her sexuality that
wants to be used, displayed and even humiliated. Now she is starting to
associate her ability with her sexual fantasies. Changing form to be someone’s
ideal girl as well as enhance certain sensations.”
“I take it that all those screams of Yes were for
the various naughty things you were whispering into her ear,” Harry said as he
started to work lower. “While she was definitely raring to go some of the
things really got her off and hard too.”
“I have a list and it will be fun to see which are
real fantasies and which are daydreams that the idea is hot but not the act,”
Hermione said as she bent over allowing him to start to clean and massage her
well sore ass. “She likes being spanked and I think she was shocked when you
teased her there.”
“So we proceed with caution,” Harry inquired. “Work
things slow and when it gets too much welcome her back with open arms.”
“She is in shock about what happened and despite how
much fun it would be to just drag her back there is fun in the chase,” Hermione
said with shudder as he finished cleaning her out to head down her legs. “We
want her to come to us of her own free will… we will just be helping it along
with some teasing…”
“Your definition of teasing and hers will be
somewhat different,” Harry said as he ran his hands to clean her feet. “She
would think a snog, hug and maybe grope would be teasing. You mean to at least
feel her up to orgasm and get her to eat you out most likely after going down
on her…”
“True,” Hermione admitted as she leaned on him as he
worked. “I think you teasing her while I am under her skirt will be one of the
last before that though.”
“By the time we get to that point she will likely be
horny enough to agree to almost anything,” Harry said as he stood up and
started soaping her front up. “It will be a bit of fun if we leave her
frustrated a few times before pouncing and getting her off.”
“You just think that if she gets randy enough to
accidentally masturbate in her shower or worse one of the girls baths that she
will be ready to beg for some more direct relief,” Hermione said with a shudder
as he started to scrub, tease and play with her tits. “I do admit that I
wouldn’t mind her in the showers at this point…”
“You are just missing having someone or someones
lapping at your dripping wet pussy while someone else holds you up by your
tits,” Harry teased. “Or is it the fact that you’re starting to grind against
me your way of saying stop teasing and make me cum?”
“Yes you tease!” Hermione shouted as she drew
closer. “As much as I love you playing with my boobs, my cunt needs some
attention!”
“Is that all?” Harry asked as he brought a hand from
her right nipple to cup her sex. “My naughty little pussy needs her pussy to be
scratched?”
“YESSS!” Hermione shouted as his fingers quickly
brought her to a knee weakening climax. “Cuming so good!”
Harry held her against him with his fingers still
teasing her gently as she sagged against him. Slowly easing her through her
stimulation Harry made sure that she was still clean and moved them about to
rinse off the soap and sweat from her rosy skin. Hermione was more than willing
to let Harry clean her up though she realized that he was being neglected when
she became aware of him pressed against her.
“Hope you didn’t think you didn’t needed to get
cleaned,” Hermione said with a grin as she eased herself from between him and
his fingers. “You were doing enough moving to need more than a rinse this
morning…”
“I know I worked up a sweat and need to scrub off
some, but it is so distracting when I have you to scrub clean, dirty and clean
again,” Harry sighed as Hermione moved behind him and started to work his
mussed up hair into shape. “Besides I like watching you when you cum, the
harder the better…”
“Silly boy of course you do,” Hermione said as she
started to massage the shampoo in as he leaned back into her hands. “You are a
guy with a healthy libido and guys like watching girls especially when they get
off.”
“True,” Harry sighed as Hermione got his hair to
flow instead of defying water and gravity with its behavior. “Still I am glad
that classes are not till later this morning…”
“Tell me about it,” Hermione said as she moved on
leaving him with his head bowed and water flowing over both of them. “Considering
how we normally are when we wake up this morning seemed a bit more… needy.”
“I wasn’t the one trying to flip all of Dora’s
switches with your filthy mouth this morning,” Harry said with a groan as she
eased some of the sore muscles in his back. “I’d offer to wash your mouth out
with some cum though I think that some of the things you said really drove her
over the edge a few times. Still I noted that it was getting you almost as or
even more worked up than she was. So my kinky kitten which of the things
flowing from your mouth are the games you plan to play later?”
“Harry,” Hermione said as she kneeled while washing
his legs and lower back. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would
it?”
“True,” Harry sighed as she reached between for a
moment to clean the front of his legs and tease between. “Still it would be
better to find out what kinks and squicks you have before in the heat of things
doing something that ruins the mood.”
“What like patting my ass lightly when I ask you to
spank me?” Hermione said with a groan as she resisted lingering on cleaning his
attention as she went by to scrub his chest. “Harry we are all experimenting
though I will admit that from what I have read there is a number of things I am
not inclined to do it is just that it is none of the things any of us showed an
interest in. Now be quite while I try to enjoy having my way with you!”
“Fine,” Harry sighed as Hermione reached down and
started to make the best of cleaning her favorite hand warmer and sucker. “Just
remember that if we get dirty again we will likely lose all track of time and I
don’t think we want a Prefect or worse a teacher coming in here!”
“Considering how much of prudes most seem to be I
can see that,” Hermione said with a sigh as she added both hands to distracting
him. “Although some of the lady prefects seem to be delicious looking, so if we
could get them distracted...”
Harry merely grunted as Hermione started giggling at
her newest idea. Hermione was doing her best to drive any thoughts from his
head by sending all thoughts to his other head. It was much simpler to just
lean back and feel her perky nipples rubbing against his back while her hand
fondled and stroked him. Besides it was not like Dora would be less likely to
not be a Prefect within two years. It was a shame that he really didn’t want to
deal with more people knowing any of their secrets or seducing a female prefect
would give them some cover until Dora was a fifth year.
Due to the shower cascading over them there was little
chance that Hermione would accidentally wash her mouth out with soap, as such
Hermione was teasing and tickling his neck and face as she worked. She trailed
little nibbles as she hugged him with her hands occupied below. A shame that
there was normally not enough time most mornings to simply relax and just spend
time like this. Feeling him start to get close, Hermione started to pump faster
using the watery soap to great effect.
“Hermione,” Harry said in warning as he didn’t want
to wash himself afterwards.
“Don’t worry,” Hermione said turning him to rinse
what little soap clung to him. “I don’t plan to leave a mess…”
As soon as she was sure that there was no soap left
on his dick, Hermione sunk down as she turned him around enough to get to his
front. With practiced ease she swallowed him and went to work. Her right hand
fondling and feeling his balls as they slowly began to tighten up. Harry
meanwhile was running his hand through her water cascading hair as he tried to
coax her to stop teasing and take him deeper.
“Gods you are something else,” Harry said as he felt
Hermione draw him all the way in. “I wish we didn’t have to go!”
At that point Hermione slid him back and let him
spurt. This time she didn’t have to share with Dora and relished in it as she
knew that next year she would have to be either sneaky or fight to get a spot
with Alice let alone Anne there.
‘Anne has no qualms in doing anything related to
sex,’ Hermione thought as she tried to draw as much as she could. ‘Well
considering her almost single minded fixation on anal whenever she doesn’t have
her mouth full was a good indication.’
“Well as much fun as it would be helping you dry off
and get dressed,” Harry said after he got himself under control. “There isn’t
enough time to get you dry and wet and dry again. We really need to do this on
the weekends though.”
“Mmm,” Hermione said before smacking her lips.
“Delicious as always and I agree we need to spend more time just enjoying each
other when we can…”
With that the pair sadly dried each other off with
only the occasional instance of letting their hands wander. Hermione had wished
that he would dry her off in such a manner as she needed to be wiped or
preferably licked clean, but as they reminded themselves they had to go or
things would be more suspect considering the Troll had left no traces.
With only a few teasing touches they got their
school clothes on. Despite the lack of time they still managed to look
presentable and in a very good mood grasped each other’s arms and exited his
room. Hermione ducked to her room to get the morning’s books and Harry just
leaned against the wall while he waited. With a thoroughly mellow feeling the
pair descended the stairs. It was sadly no to last.
The pair glided to the common room with their robes
swirling around them in a manner that seemed more intimidating than Snape’s
billowing robes. They had showered and come down to say hi to Dora before they
left and to let her know that they were there for her. What they saw
immediately poured ice on the playful morning they had and had hoped to
continue.
“Now what do we have here?” Harry asked as he came
to a halt in the common room.
“This is none of your business,” a seventh year boy
said from where he was leering at Dora. “Now as I was saying mind going with me
to Hogsmeade or just for a tour of the castle?”
“Really isn’t very bright enough to be here is he?”
Hermione asked where she casually fingered her wand. “A shame that the
professor would be upset if a few hexes we were practicing missed and hit you…”
“As I said none of this is your concern,” he said
ignoring them as they were underclassmen. “This is between me and the girl.”
“She has a name you know,” Tonks managed to growl at
the man accosting her. “I am not interested in you and I know why you seem to
have an interest in me when you called me a child not that long ago.”
“Why is it that most boys seem to ignore a girl
until she gains some tits?” Hermione asked looking at disgust at the man even
if Dora looked simply edible in her school clothes. “Harry is there any reason
that you can think of?”
“I guess it is a difference between men and boys,”
Harry said with a smirk. “Couldn’t tell who was going to be a sight so since
boys seem to only care for how a girl looks and not a whit for more than that need
a visual cue that a girl is ready to date or for most of them if they can get
them bothered enough so the randy little things they have can get a bit of a
feel. Let me make this clear I may be a first year, but while I may not be a
Slytherin that does not mean that I don’t know enough curses to knock you on
your ass. Still since this is your first attempt at stupidity in my presence, I
guess that a warning will suffice.”
In a blink Harry held the seventh year boy by his
neck and was pinning him to the wall. The seventh year wondered how the hell
the firstie could lift him up let alone slam him into the wall like he had
done. That he was holding his throat in one hand and one of the lights in the
other led to the seventh year feeling his legs dangling beneath him even as he
struggled to draw breath. Now if he held any tighter he would have likely
passed out and it was difficult not to do so let alone keep his bladder from
loosening after the force of the slam hit him.
“Now take this as your one warning,” Hermione said
from where her wand was poised above his equipment. “Try this again and not
even St. Mungo’s will save your little friend.”
“What my lovely lady friend means is that Tonks is
under our protection and unlike you we are more than willing to cause accidents
that not even Pomfrey will keep a straight face through,” Harry said not even
looking bothered at the weight he was supporting. “Now that doesn’t mean that
we do not think that Tonks cannot handle herself it is just that we would
rather not deal with covering up why she had to feed you your own balls. Think
on this for a moment, I am not a reckless Gryffindor, a forgiving Hufflepuff or
a slow calculating Slytherin, but a rather well informed Ravenclaw. I know ways
to make your life hell that a Slytherin would almost swear everlasting
servitude to learn. Now given that do you think that I will not use what I know
against you?”
“You should also take into account the rather useful
public opinions that could be turned to dissect your every action,” Hermione
said with a sinister smile. “While Harry here may not like the attention of his
status that a Gryffindor would bask in or a Slytherin would use to further
themselves that does not mean that he is unwilling to use it and any clout to
keep his friends safe. So I take it that all of you will be good little boys
and spread the word before there is a sudden drop in the number of you that are
not singing soprano?”
“I get you,” he rushed out in fear of what an
already acknowledged bibliophile would have uncovered could do to his best
friends. “We won’t do anything to her.”
“Good,” Harry said releasing the boy and letting him
fall on his ass before dropping to land on his feet. “I don’t want to waste
time having to come up with plausible deniability. Although it wouldn’t be that
difficult to drop you boys in the Forbidden Forest without a stitch of clothing
or your wands, that does not mean that I want to go to the effort despite the
number of beings there that would leave no evidence regardless of the Gryffindors
blindness to the dangers there.”
“Now if I catch you doing anything,” Hermione said
with a sweet smile. “Well you would wish that you were on the receiving end of
what you were planning to do as it would be far less painful for you…”
With that dealt with, the two escorted the dazed
Dora out of the common room. She didn’t resist as they guided her down stairs
and corridors and stopped in alcoves to snog her on the way to breakfast. In
the end a both frazzled and relaxed Tonks was seated at the Ravenclaw table for
breakfast. She just knew that the two would while not pestering her would be
well on their way to coerce her to stay with them with constant snogging and
petting to break her resistance down.
‘At least those two asked,’ Tonks thought as she wolfed
down her breakfast. ‘It was fun as well but I cannot allow myself to decide so
soon. I will accept their protection and when they need help provide it. What
else happens will happen, although being called Dora while begging to be
spanked seems wrong and yet it felt so good. Definitely need to talk to
Penelope as soon as I can. Thank all things it’s a Friday even if it’s a
Hogsmeade weekend tomorrow.’
*******************
It was afternoon of the Friday after their night and
morning of pleasuring and being pleasured by Dora. It had become apparent that
something was going on. The two hoped that they had been as thorough in
removing their traces in dealing with the troll as well as their adventure with
Dora. Besides it had to be something important if all the first year Ravenclaws
were meeting in the common and Professor Flitwick was present.
“Good morning I hope you are all doing fine this
afternoon,” he said addressing the gathered firsties. “As you may have heard
there was no positive sign of the troll that was spotted in the castle. Now as
there is no evidence that it was here besides a professor’s word it is likely
that someone tried a prank of a troll and thus there was no troll here.
Regardless of the case it is certain that you need not worry about running
across a troll on your ways to class.”
“I don’t believe that is all is it professor?” Padma
Patil asked drawing the attention of the rest.
“No there is not,” he said addressing them with a
proud look. “Most of you are far ahead of the other houses in your studies and
as is the case if a class is ahead enough the option of extra preparatory
classes become possible.”
“I take it that these are to ease us into our third
year electives?” Hermione asked as a sudden surge of interest peaked. “The
other option is non-compulsory classes that would be useful.”
“The first one although later years there are other
options available,” he informed them. “The choices will allow you to determine
which of the electives offered are those that you would be interested in
taking. The first one offered is Care of Magical Creatures this Saturday with a
different choice every week.”
“But that would only cover four choices in a month
or some less often,” a shy Ravenclaw names Su Li stated quite boldly for her.
“Which other ones will be covered?”
“Ancient Runes and Arithmancy are the most likely
although some would see if divination or muggle studies would fit into their
prospective career goals,” Filius gently answered the shy girl in particular?”
“I take it that the first two are ones you would
recommend as useful?” Padma asked with a frown. “Divination is not the most
precise or reliable of branches of magic so there would likely be fewer
interested although it is more that it is not about certainties, but the likely
events.”
“Yes there is that issues as well as the fact that
as loath as I am to not show decorum in a fellow professor that Professor
Trelawney is rather eccentric in her behavior,” the slightly short head of
house admitted. “Some people invest too much certainty in divination for their
own good.”
“What about muggle studies?” Hermione asked. “What
is the purpose for that class?”
“Muggle studies is supposed to educate you on
muggles and how best to blend in as well as other similar matters to learning
about other cultures,” he said with a sigh. “Now while some of you are
muggleborn or even half bloods there is the fact that the world at large and
the Wizarding World are rather different culturally. Sadly most of us do not
leave often and thus things might not be as we see it.”
“Considering what I heard one of the upper years say
about how inaccurate it is that is also not a likely interest,” Padma said in
thought. “The obviously career paths would require most likely runes or
Arithmancy with creatures for those cases where it is likely to run into them
and need a more complete grasp besides the information that Defense should
cover.”
“Yes traditionally most Ravenclaws take Arithmancy
and Runes do to the greater job prospects,” Filius told them before a sudden
change of behavior. “There is another option for those of you that have
additional needs but that will be brought up next year. Also there are mini
courses for apparition and the like in the post OWL years.”
“Professor,” Hermione asked as an idea sprung to
mind, “is there any way to cover more than Defense is at the moment?
Considering you are a dueling master is there anything to help in case we get
into such a situation as the troll again?”
“In which area?” he asked them a sudden worry creeping
into his thoughts. “Are the spells and material not being covered at a good
pace?”
“Actually,” Harry said with reluctance entering the
conversation. “More along the lines of avoiding spells and damage than the
shields which are a few years from being covered practically.”
“Ah the physical aspects of dueling,” Filius said
with a nod. “Most wizards ignore that aspect or at best use some charms or
potions to get around their limitations. Lady Ravenclaw picked our tower for a
reason as you might guess.”
“The steps,” Hermione said in realization. “They
should provide enough exercise to keep the body from getting too lazy. That we
like to carry our books helps to build strength in our arms, but what about
reaction time and dexterity?”
“Dodging the actions of the rivalries,” Padma
suggested. “Consider that neither the Gryffindors nor Slytherins seem to notice
collateral damage when they fight the other houses need to either avoid the
situation or be able to go around it without a stray curse hitting.”
“Falling,” Su added with a blush as attention was
brought to her. “One thing to do is fall out of the path of the spells.”
“Could we add that to the rotation?” Hermione asked
after a moment. “Maybe have an afternoon on basics in case things escalate.”
“Considering that the staff believed that Mr. Potter
here would be in Gryffindor and his Slytherin nemesis would be Mr. Malfoy there
so far has been no Gryffindor in your year to step up to that that I know of,”
Filius admitted. “Normally for every year in every house, someone takes the
lead for the boys and the girls and thus the likely candidates to become
prefects. Without a rival to contest those two houses tend to turn their
attention on influencing us with their notions.”
“Still doesn’t leave the upper year rivalries to try
to add younger years to their efforts,” Harry countered. “Typically they would
likely start to intimidate the Puffs since they view them as weak and easily
cowed despite their mascot being a badger.”
“You see what most of them don’t than,” Filius
smiled at him in a moment of pride as well as hope that he would stop
distancing himself so much. “The Hufflepuffs are slow to anger but fierce when
they need to be. Once provoked they are hard to turn from their course of
action.”
“There is also the fact that they tend to stand more
united than other houses with their fanatic loyalty to each other something
that grows with time,” Hermione said as historical facts from Hogwarts: A
History came to mind. “Slytherins may appear to the outside as united in
solidarity but there is the long held belief of constant struggles for
leadership within the house. Practical exercises in leadership were supposed to
be the reasons for their actions.”
“Yes something of which no current or past Slytherin
will ever officially comment on,” Filius said with certainty. “What happens in
the Snake’s Den stays in the Snake’s Den is the maxim we have seen. The
Gryffindors would pounce on them if they had the slightest appearance of
weakness.”
“Not that we wouldn’t in our own way,” Harry
corrected. “I don’t believe if given the option any of us would not readily
utilize someone else’s information network if given the chance. Despite the
belief that we are not power hungry that does not mean we do not seek knowledge
just for its own reasons but also for the fact that knowledge is power in magic
doubly so.”
“A bitter truth some may not grasp,” Filius told
them. “You wish to know and yet a large portion of knowledge is held by the few
and thus a tendency to barter in information and favors to enlarge your
collection where our Slytherin counterparts do so to gain power and influence.”
“So why is it that such necessary interactions are
not more publically discussed?” Hermione asked in concern. “I already have
heard of the patronage requirements for some information especially for
information collected and horded by the old families or the ministry. So at
times it seems it will be about not just what we know, it will be who we know
and even what we know about who we know.”
“Normally you would if not raised magical discover
those things closer to your OWL year,” Filius said with a sad sigh. “For those
of you not aware with the hording of information and research opportunities, it
is still the case as with artists in the past to need a patron to support your
research unless you are very financially well off. Patrons gain prestige by
sponsoring as well as an amount of money gained from derived work. Some of the
patrons will ask for things that seem excessive and thus before you think to
enter such a contracted relationship should read the contract completely and
analyze it. The repercussions can be dire if you do not…”
The students nodded their heads in agreement at
that. Contracts especially magical contracts should never be glossed over and
simply signed or the consequences would and had been at times dire. Family
feuds lasting centuries had been at times a result from such actions.
“Now are there any other questions?” Filius asked
the assembled first years.
“Yes, is there anyone besides Professor Kettleburn
to go to for information of Care besides older students?” Hermione asked as she
wondered who else to go to for information on the subject. “It does seem to
require a better hands on understanding than the other options besides
dueling.”
“Actually Hagrid the groundskeeper has a rather
strong interest in the field even back when he was a student,” Filius told
them. “Though I will advise you that do to his size he tends to not view the
same things as dangerous.”
‘Considering what we consider dangerous there might
be something interesting to learn from this Hagrid,’ Hermione thought in
interest though she felt a sudden spike of annoyance at the man’s name from
Harry even if it didn’t show on his face. “I wonder why he feels so strongly on
the subject. I might as well ask him when this is over.’
“Now if there are no more questions,” Filius said
with a look. “I advise you to finish what you can while the commons will be quieter
tomorrow as it is a Hogsmeade weekend. If there is something that you are too
embarrassed to owl your families to send I would advise asking an older year to
buy it for you while they are out.”
With that said the students left and went to their
rooms or in Hermione’s case joined Harry in his. She held his hand as they
crossed the threshold. Harry had while not having a master’s knowledge of the
subject erected wards instead of simple charms on the door. In addition to
preventing quite forcefully anyone meaning harm to him or his possessions
entrance there were a very short ways of bypassing to gain admittance. One was
being willingly brought over the threshold while touching him and an additional
one for girls if not. She really never wanted to speculate on what price the
wards would demand for anyone not meeting those requirements and what awaited
any male that impeded his territory without invitation.
‘Not that I would mind stripping and entering that
way,’ Hermione thought as she did so anyways as soon as she entered his room.
‘Still the fact that unless he had enough time or inclination to cum in or on
me, I would be unable to cross the threshold to leave except if like entering
he was touching me while I crossed. It might be fun to have Dora enter and be
forced to wait for him. It would be exciting being in such a loss of control
considering what she confessed even if it was from sexual duress. So many
things to try later it is a shame that she is so indecisive now…’
As it seemed that Harry was not overly eager to tell
her what occurred, Hermione simply let herself pass the time watching him
strip. Whatever it was that involved the groundskeeper was enough to get Harry
visibly agitated and that was saying a lot. If he had been born a girl his mannerisms
would earn her a reputation as an Ice Princess or likely Queen and thus rarely
showed what he was feeling unless he was well and truly ready to drop down on
someone like the hand of a vengeful god. Considering that she was letting the
view of said god distract her from her concern was becoming her way of
centering herself. The fact that he had moved methodically and efficiently yet
in a way that spoke of the ease in which he would have been able to easily
physically dominate most people tended to draw on her more submissive side.
‘That man was responsible for me being placed with
those creatures,’ Harry practically mentally snarled as he had learned of who
had transported him to that house. ‘I guess it is a good thing I didn’t find
out before we met or we would have needed a new groundskeeper!’
As Harry paced the room like a very irritated
predator, Hermione was conflicted between just enjoying the view and coaxing
the issue out. A part of her wanted to do whatever it took to help him vent
wither it was enticing him to vent his frustrations by hunting in the forest or
an equally satisfying session of maxing each other scream in pleasure if they
could not make someone or thing scream in terror and pain.
“Harry,” Hermione said as she wrapped her nude form
around his as she attempted to calm him down some. “Do you feel like telling me
what this is about because if I don’t know how can I help?”
“Mine,” Harry growled while he spun around before
pinning her to the wall and roughly kissing her.
“Master?” Hermione asked breathlessly as she panted
from his attention. “As much as I wouldn’t mind some games now you need more
than just your mind taken off of this. So tell me about who needs to suffer and
we can then get to the interesting things…”
“Hmm so what should I do my pet,” Harry purred into
her ear before starting to distract her with kissing and nibbling a few of the
more sensitive spots on her neck, “should I tell you about what irritates me or
just drown myself in making you scream my name?”
“Master!” Hermione shouted as his fingers quickly
made her shudder before her out of focused eyes very difficultly gained
clarity. “Please tell me so I can help? Whoever made you this irritated must
suffer!”
“Good answer, Mine,” Harry said as he let his body
react naturally in stimulating her pressed form as it calmed him some. “Turns
out that Hagrid is the one who delivered me to them under our oh so
righteous headmaster’s orders…”
“So what do you plan to do?” Hermione asked as she
surrendered her body to his ministrations while her mind was split between the
pleasures he was bringing her and planning how best to aid him. “Do we know why
that happened?”
“Blood wards,” Harry said with a laugh as Hermione’s
body took his mind off how close he had been to finding the part giant and
seeing what things he could create from his suffering and eventual death, “were
supposed to make it so that any of the delusional supremacist and his rabble
would be unable to approach let alone harm me. Great in theory but they take
positive emotion and considering who were involved…”
“They would likely be as effective as tissue paper
holding out a monsoon,” Hermione realized as it became harder to talk while
panting. “Still from what we know is Hagrid someone that would be better off
disappearing?”
“At first I realized that it is possible that he was
doing what he did out of a fanatic sense of loyalty,” Harry said as his hands
were doing their best to make it difficult for Hermione to think as well as
spending time while she was talking nibbling her sweet spots. “So given the
man’s history, there is reason to believe that he really does owe him at least
not being in Azkaban.”
“Azkaban?” Hermione questioned as her mind was being
relentlessly derailed. “I know that… from… somewhere!”
“Wizard prison,” Harry purred into her ear. “Better
torture than most we could come up with. Forced to relieve their most hated and
painful memories every unhappy one that is what the Dementors do…”
“Send him there?” Hermione questioned wondering if
that was his plan or at least a solution if killing would be too hard to cover
up.
“Loose lipped man he is from what the rumors say
with a bit of a fascination for so called dangerous creatures,” Harry whispered
into her ears. “If it wasn’t for how much it would make me feel better that the
person that of their own free will resulted in my ending up somewhere I am
certain my parents would have never wanted me, he would likely not be worth the
concern. Besides he is supposed to be an expert in dangerous or dark creatures
as well as one of the more experienced in the secrets in the forest…”
“Black mail!” Hermione yelped in realization before
he tried to distract himself in playing her body like a well tuned instrument
with her sounds and movements of ecstasy his symphony.
“Brilliant as always my friend,” Harry purred
his voice sending jolts of arousal to further inflame her body. “Waste not,
want not! Now it is time to stop wasting and start having. Although my decadent
darling, we should remember to ask our delicious Dora for something from town
as long as she is going out…”
“Definitely,” Hermione said as she thought of what
she would be too embarrassed for her parents to see being sent to her. “Might
give her a bit more of a push…”
“I love the way you think,” Harry said as he lifted
her into his arms and dropped her on the bed. “So since you pushed me to tell
you, I guess it was your way of asking me to push things some more…”
If someone was able to eavesdrop on the pair it
would be obvious that some rather fun if painful at times experimentation was
going on. That it was a very good thing that Dora had not gone to their room
that night as neither were in a state to consider her reluctance. They would
take her entering and thus lack of things preventing their enjoying her body as
tacit if not literal permission to explore the things she had reacted
positively too. As it was Dora was busy in her room after getting some advice
on her situation.
*******************
Tonks was confused and grateful that after classes
left out that she had only been kissed by the two. Not that it hadn’t been an
arousing encounter to say the least as she had been tempted to run off to her
shower and it was certain once there get some relief. There was the problem of
her mother’s opinion on the matter and the sudden almost mood killing flash of
being dragged outside and sprayed with a hose before being roughly washed
inside and out for getting her body filthy like that.
‘’If mum could wash my mind clean she would have,’
Tonks thought with a shiver. ‘I needed someone to talk to and a girl with some
more experience to explain things to me and help me work things out. I know
that there was supposed to be something about the Talk covered, but I had been
sick during it. In addition to the fact that mum told me everything that she
said was appropriate for a young lady to know. Which now that I think about it
was not that much. Far too much on what would result in me being dragged home
and humiliated. Though part of me wonders what being dragged into the shower
this morning would have been like. Focus Tonks!’
Caught up in her thoughts, Tonks made her way to the
tower grateful that she didn’t notice her two as she hesitantly acknowledged as
lovers there. It would have been too soon to do more than give token resistance
if they had been there. She needed advice and there were few choices as hers
was a small year in the school. The years boomed after and near the end of the
war this was in part from panic driven sex and then post celebratory sex that
the adults and even some younger had indulged in. however there had been a
culture shift to traditionalism in that time and any of the progressive
measures of the past few decades had been reversed in social manners.
It was the social customs at least public that worried
her as more of the mothers raising daughters were again decrying the evils of
sex in all forms and once more the belief of sex as a duty for women to produce
children became popular in both camps. Even the Dark families were more
patriarchal and women viewed as breeders if of suitable class or useful for men
to sate their lusts on while harsh punishments for those that deviated again
being proposed to retain the heritage and reduce the contamination of the
muggle filth over the years.
If the social traditionalists had been any more
successful than Tonks would have known that what she did was never to reach the
light of day. Being publicly hosed off like a bitch in heat would have been the
least of her worries. That she would by reputation be black listed as unfitting
to work outside a brothel would have been a likely outcome. Still teenagers
were teenagers and regardless of the name when hormones began to flow so too
did clothing and propriety as it was just something not talked about even in
Victorian times.
‘Now I need someone to tell me not just what is
appropriate but enough to understand what happened,’ Tonks thought as she made
her way to the fifth year girl’s prefect. ‘If Penelope doesn’t have some way to
help me with this I would need to ask Katie, Alicia or Angelina. There are too
few girls in my year as it is!’
Knocking at the door, Tonks waited patiently to be
admitted. There was a muffled voice saying just a minute though there had been
an odd buzzing sound.
A head popped up looking rather tussled and oddly
familiar in its appearance to Tonks. Penelope had her hair hanging loose and it
was mussed up with her lips in a slight frown.
‘Whatever I interrupted must have been important,’
Tonks thought before saying, “Um we were always told to come to a prefect if we
had an issue and well…”
Sighing Penelope tried to prevent her irritation
from showing. She had gotten worked up when she had met her sort of boyfriend
even if it wasn’t official yet. Why he felt it was improper to do more than
feel her up she was not aware of.
“So what’s the issue?” Penelope asked in hopes to deal
with the situation before getting back to dealing with her tension. “Is it
class related?”
“Not really,” Tonks conceded. “Well I sort of well…”
Sighing again and wanting to work out the headache
that she felt was brewing Penelope resisted snapping to spit it out and limited
herself to say, “Just relax and take a deep breath and tell me what happened.”
“I sort of got-kissed-breathless-by-a-guy,” Tonks
stammered out.
“Ah need advice on where you can get some privacy,”
Penelope said with a sense of understanding. “So first boyfriend issues huh?”
“He’s not-my-boyfriend,” Tonks stammered out again
blushing. “He-just-sort-of-snogs-me-mad-and-darts-off.”
“So you have some guy just kissing you and running
away,” Penelope said with a frown. “Any chance he is just shy and uncertain if
you feel the same way?”
“He sure doesn’t kiss shyly,” Tonks blurted out
before blushing. “Look there is some… issues with him as a boyfriend.”
“Ah issues,” Penelope said with a sage nod. “So what
he is older than you and you’re worried about him wanting to do more than
snog.”
“Not really,” Tonks said lost in reminiscing of the
night and morning spent naked and writhing under their expertise. “He said he
wasn’t going to rush but that he was seeing how far I was ready for.”
“Well older boys do tend to want more than just
kissing and hugging,” Penelope tried to console her with. “Some of them even
want to do things a witch is not ready for.”
“Well he isn’t exactly older though maybe just more
experienced,” Tonks hedged as she thought, ‘Real understatement there. He
already could get practically any girl just with his fame and Hermione is with him
though their relationship is weird. Something mother would be very upset
about.’
“So you have a younger man interested in you,”
Penelope said with a frown. “Now while it is normal for boys to be attracted to
older and thus more mature women they normally don’t mature as quickly
emotionally as girls do.”
“He acts more mature than most of the boys I have
met,” Tonks admitted. “The problem is that I am confused. Mum said some
things…”
“So could you tell me a bit about the talk your mum
had with you?” Penelope asked really wishing the girl had come after she had
cum as it would make things easier to be calm or at least mellow.
“Considering what a friend says I am confused on
what mum meant,” Tonks admitted. “She said it was very wrong to do things with
boys and that they were dirty vile things that were only interested in doing
dirty filthy things to girls. She said that it was wrong for a boy to touch me
anywhere but a hug and that I should only touch certain places enough to be
sure they stayed clean and thus not filthy.”
‘Well fuck,’ Penelope swore to herself. ‘This is not
going to be just a simple conversation about where to go not to be caught and
how to stay safe as well as keep a boy from just taking her. I might have to
explain things to her though if I demonstrate… bad Penny! Don’t think about
having a thirteen year old girl watching you shove your wand inside until you
cum on it as appropriate.’
“Well it seems that I need to tell you a lot of
things,” Penny said as she sat the girl down on her lap and wrapped her in a
hug. “Now as you grow older you will notice that certain… things feel better or
at least different. Now normally you should have got this from one of the older
prefects but you were sick that day. All right where should I begin?”
“Considering how unsure I am with what mum said
considering what a friend of mine said,” Tonks hedged and fidgeted as she
wondered how much to admit to having done and the worry that Penny would judge
her as she knew her mother would, “maybe from the beginning if it isn’t too
much of a bother?”
“The beginning huh?” Penny asked wondering how much
to tell the girl or just explain things in a quicker manner. “As you get older
things as I said feel better and certain spots will respond with intensity
varying from witch to witch. Now as you have seen during puberty ones breasts
begin to grow and they become sensitive to stimulation. Also during this time…
your mother did cover periods and the like?”
“Yes,” Tonks nodded in relief at skipping that part.
“The one part there was no conflicting information on. The rest is more or less
two extremes in what are acceptable behaviors. My mother said that any touching
in the sensitive places more than to wash was bad while my friend said it was
something to do often and if possible with others namely any boyfriend you get
although they need to learn what makes a witch feel good and that a witch
should explore enough to explain to her wizard what feels good. Though she did
say that it was somewhat irrelevant if it was a wizard or a witch doing the
stimulating and that both could be and most often should be enjoyed…”
“Oh,” Penny said with a bit of relief. “Well it
sounds like your friend has somewhat of a less prudish notion. Though you
shouldn’t just let anyone touch you or your reputation would be ruined.”
“Because most boys talk though some girls are not
above spilling secrets to their advantage,” Tonks said as she nodded at that.
“What if they wouldn’t talk and can make a witch feel so good that she was
willing to do almost anything and I do mean anything for it to continue?”
“Than a witch in that situation would not have to
worry as much about gaining a reputation and could enjoy herself theoretically
anyways,” Penny admitted with a wistful look on her face. “It would be a
wonderful thing even if it is just a day dream. Boys always tell after all and
even if one did trust another girl they would risk gaining a different
reputation.”
“So touching yourself isn’t really bad?” Tonks asked
in confidence. “What about other things?”
“Well considering that you told me that you kissed a
boy and it made you feel good what did you do when he left?” Penny asked with a
saucy smile wondering what the younger girl had done after her first time being
aroused by a boy. “I take it that there were some fumbled explorations.”
“Well considering that there was some very serious
kissing involved,” Tonks shyly admitted. “I may have done more than just that.
Considering that after they left me I tried to calm down with an ice cold
shower…”
“That’s mostly better with boys,” Penny admitted as
the image of the girl playing with herself in the shower came to mind. “While
it will help calm you down somewhat, a girl takes more to get excited and when
they do it stays awhile in that state. A bit opposite of guys they get eager
and go off quick while we take longer to get excited but get to stretch that
sensation out. Now relieving stress is a complicated thing. Some witches prefer
to tease their bodies until release or as it is called cum. So what did you do
after the shower didn’t cool you down? Let me guess you just started touching
yourself and fumbled around a bit…”
“Not quite,” Tonks said with a blush. “Considering
that he got me really worked up I sort of let the book I was rather embarrassed
if I was caught reading it come into play…”
“Ah a nice romance novel well that gives a bit of
things to start from as otherwise you likely would have started with trying to
figure out by just caressing which areas feel good and then repeating whichever
felt stronger such as if you had something rubbing your breasts or your legs
rubbed your lips together as a starting point,” Penny said with a nod
reminiscing about where she had started. “I take it that you did a bit more
than play with yourself in that exploring than just feeling your lower lips and
the buds of your breast. Given the descriptions are usually more poetic than
course I take it that you teased your breasts and ran your finger along your
slit at the least. Most likely you even tried inserting a finger if you were wet
enough. That reminds me always make sure you are wet or use something to
lubricate or it will hurt. Boys tend to fumble around without that and it hurts
like hell especially if they touch a dry clit!”
“It wasn’t a romance novel it was a very dirty book full
of what mum would say were not just naughty but filthy disgusting things,”
Tonks admitted with a shudder as the memories started to work her arousal to
slowly begin to rise. “It described thinks involving using the mouth for other
things than kissing and not just teasing with fingers but direct delights.”
“Well considering that you are young I will have to
tell you that any boy or girl that says that they do not indulge in such
exploration is either a liar or rather disturbed,” Penny said with a chiding
tone. “It is perfectly natural and there are several spells that your mother
should have told if not taught you by now.”
“So it is definitely not wrong to touch myself if it
feels good,” Tonks said as the idea helped wear down her conditioning her
mother had done to her. “Could you give me some examples?”
“I was just getting to that you impatient thing
you,” Penny said with a smile. “Now one of the areas that you can find more
pleasurable sensations originating is in your breasts or as the boys will often
call them your tits just like they would call your sex other things…”
“You mean like pussy or cunt?” Tonks asked as she
pressed her legs together rubbing her lips together and nodding along. “The
book called them that and said things regarding oh what was that phrase. Oh
yeah! It said, ‘After having his tongue impaling her soaking cunt having lapped
at her dripping juices and sucked her stiff throbbing clit. He thrust his
fingers into her warm wet twat and kept sucking her clit until she shuddered
and thrust herself against his fingers fucking her eager hole.’ Is that what
you mean?”
“Yes,” Penny said as she felt her slowly dimming
arousal rekindle. “Now a girl will like a talented tongue there but as it is a
rare witch that can bend enough to do that we get by with our fingers or with
the right spell our wands. Now with a simple spell a wand can be resized to
give a girl as much stretching as she wants as well as a second spell to cause
it to vibrate quite nicely.”
“What about a spell that moves it inside the witch?”
Tonks asked in interest as she was lucky that her fingers had rested enough not
to fumble with her wand. “Gripping a wand would cause a cramp eventually.”
“Exactly,” Penny said having long since forgot the
girl’s age or believed inexperience. “Now most witches are rather squeamish in
sliding something inside as it can tear your hymen and many a wizard will
refuse to consider a girl marriageable if that happens.”
“So what do witches do if that option is mostly
out?” Tonks asked in interest. “Is it anything like what the book said? Do guys
really like to place their cocks into a girl’s mouth? Would a tongue really be
as pleasurable inside a girl’s slick slit?”
“Oh yes!” Penny said with a moan at her arousal.
“Now boys talk so listen here never ever go down on a guy unless you are damn
well got something to keep him from blabbing like a fool. One of my friends
ended up with all her dates thinking that after a quick kiss and touch they
could push her down and shove their cocks into her mouth and after barely any
time cum without warning them!”
“So don’t just suck a dick be sure there won’t be
repercussions,” Tonks nodded in agreement. “What about letting a boy feel your
tits and twat?”
“Most of them don’t even try to do it right,” Penny groused
as her hand drifted to her lap. “The number of times a girl has to get herself
off after the guy is to damn many to count. Most barely, go until they feel
they are about to spurt and then at most cum on a girl’s face or her tits. Now
while it can feel soothing most seem to think that an encounter ends when they
spurt! Given most guys here you will need to learn those spells.”
“What about when I go home over the summer and the
stupid restrictions?” Tonks asked as the idea of going back to just dealing
with her arousal until it slowly decreased seemed rather stupid at this point.
“Are there any other methods to relieve my frustrations that you could
recommend?
“Well considering that while you may have a decent
understanding it would be remiss not to explain some things that you can do
without a wand,” Penny said slyly as her hand rubbed her skirt pressing it into
her once more rising in arousal sex. “There are a few options of which you may
have experimented. Now do you want a visual to go with the words?”
“Yes please,” Tonks answered as her eyes lingered at
where Penny was tracing her fingers. “There is a difference between pictures
and in person…”
“Why you naughty witch you,” Penny chided as she
reached to the hem of her skirt. “You want a chance to see how it looks without
a mirror!”
“A mirror might be interesting,” Tonks mumbled as
she thought over watching her body as if an outside observer. “Still some
techniques do need to be demonstrated to better grasp the principles and
specifics…”
“All right since it will help lessen the
explorations you need,” Penny said as she pulled her skirt up exposing her
shaved slit. “Now since you read up on this I still should give a once over so
you can attach a name to the specific part. Now this is my slit, vulva or pussy
lips as they are called. Now if you haven’t noticed when you get aroused they
swell up.”
“Uhuh,” Tonks said as she gazed at the second female
sex besides her own she had seen since elementary school. “They look fuller
than mine.”
“Age and experience,” Penny said as she slowly
spread her lips so that Tonks could see inside. “Now the lips will spread open
when a girl is truly good and excited and as you can see moisture will flow
allowing stimulation without excess friction causing injuries. Now at the top
you see that little bulge?”
“Yes,” Tonks said as she leaned close enough to
smell and was tempted to taste her. “That’s your clit right?”
“Got it in one,” Penny said with a grin as her
fingers began to run along her slit. “Now given the number of nerves on the
outside a good number of girls will stay with caressing their lips and when
their clit is exposed playing with it. Now always be sure that your fingers are
moist as the clit does not produce its own moisture. See what I am doing?”
“You are running your fingers to wetten them in your
slit so that you don’t hurt your clit,” Tonks said as she watched the prefect
slowly begin to play with her pussy in front of her. “What about um… fingering
yourself?”
“Ah that!” Penny exclaimed as a minor shudder passed
through her body at having the opportunity to engage her inner exhibitionist as
well as educate an impressionable girl. “Now when you get your fingers good and
moist you slide them in like so.”
With that said Tonks zoned out for a moment at the
least as she watched Penny start sliding a finger inside. She watched as
another finger joined and she noticed that they curled up and that Penny was
panting with her eyes closed forgetting that there was anyone there but her. As
it was Tonks was not exactly willing to do more than to rub her warm willing
sex with her panties serving as the only barrier from doing as Penny was at
that moment. With her panties stretching as she slid her fingers along and
dipping to further wetten her panties with her juices, Tonks barely managed to
keep from closing her eyes and as Penny was doing loose herself in her own
pleasures.
“Does that really feel as good as it looks?” Tonks
managed to ask as her fingers teased her without doing more than stretching the
soaked panties to be almost transparent and skin tight. “I mean just feeling
like this feels great, but fingers inside considering…”
“It feels good,” Penny said as her mind began to
drift from reality to fantasy. “A cock feels even better, but a guy can use his
fingers and mouth as well. Still most of the boys especially here would only
give enough to make sure your cunt is wet enough for them to fuck without
chafing. Why they can’t seem to accept that girls want to cum too I don’t
know!”
“What if the boy would be willing to go until
she cums and has to almost be begged to stop as your pussy feels raw and in
need of some soothing lotion?” Tonks said with a shudder of her own. “Would it
be alright to readily suck such a guy or let him slide his throbbing dick
between a girl’s aroused and warm tits?”
“If you find a guy that actually cares about your
needs here don’t you dare let him go,” Penny spun and told her firmly. “To damn
many witches go to muggle clubs because wizards are even less likely to do more
than think about a girl in regards to just cuming on their face, tits or mouth!
Hell I know a witch who hooked up with a muggle because he actually was willing
to lick her pussy like she was the best tasting thing ever. Most wizards will
not do more than shove their pricks inside your snatch or mouth before they
start working to cuming. Some cum with barely any chance for a girl to feel
good! Just insert rut and spurt with no care for your needs!”
“So if a girl finds a guy that was discrete and more
than willing to get a girl off and often that she should do almost anything to
keep him?” Dora asked as she felt the rising passion in her body even as the
part of her that her mother created agreeing somewhat.
“Oh Morgana fucking her broom, yes!” Penny shouted
at the thought worked her to a panting frenzy her fingers plunging rapidly
inside her. “If he was willing to eat my pussy, I would be willing to even try
something I heard about!”
“What?” Tonks asked with a slight smirk as she
started to notice that her words were driving the girl up the wall. “Do more
than just suck him off maybe even let him fuck your face shoving his cock into
that tight throat of yours as you did more than just let him passively use your
mouth as a substitute for your excited and eager little pussy, is that what you
mean?”
“Fuck yeah,” Penny said as she had started to forget
that Tonks was there from the arousal she was in going so far as to grab her
wand and practically bellow the spells before shoving it into her twat. “I
would suck him off after pounding my pussy! If I met a man like that compared
to that barely average minute man I would let him bend me over and shove his
cock in. If he actually ate me until I came I would ride him until he came,
sucked him hard and repeat until either he can’t get up or I pass out!”
“Would you mind if he made you lick some girl as he
fucked your eager hole?” Dora asked whispering into the masturbating prefect’s
ear. “Or even care that he ran his dick along your slit if he just made you cum
before having her suck you off as you watched her and felt her moan into your
snatch?”
“No!” Penny shouted as she worked her wand rapidly
inside her to move it faster than it could by itself while her other hand tore
her blouse open and her hand went to her tit with abandon. “If I met such a
man, I would be willing to do whatever he wanted! If I met someone that made me
cum and was so good I would be willing to crawl on my knees I would do whatever
he wanted!”
“You would even kiss and touch a girl without
regret?” Dora asked prodding more information to damn well put her prudish side
to rest. “Regardless of liking it or not just because he likes watching you do
so?”
“Fuck yeah!” Penny agreed as she started to thrust
against the wand. “I would grab on and let him do whatever it took to get him
to keep me and keep me cuming! Oh merciful Circe I would bury my face in a
girls twat for that!”
“Would you let him fuck you and cum on you for his
pleasure,” Dora asked as her hand played with her pussy, “or would you even
resist when he eats you until you cream on his face even if he fingers your
ass?”
“Yes, Yes!” Penny agreed her eyes wide and her head
thrown back. “If a guy ate me to more than a single cum I would even let him
finger fuck me before anyone discrete.”
“So your saying that if a girl is with a discrete
guy, that as long as he is discrete and he makes her cum she should do whatever
it takes to make him happy,” Dora asked as she noticed the bed being soaked
under Penny’s pussy, “even if it means sharing him and performing with another
girl.”
“Fuck!” Penny said as she drove her wand into her
and ground against it. “Anything for that, anything! You ever meet a guy like
that, drop to your knees and offer whatever he wants. Hell if he wants to spank
your ass, do that!”
“So if a guy was willing to eat you out to multiple
orgasms,” Dora began rubbing herself against the aroused girl. “Before playing
with her until she passes out that she should be willing to crawl naked and
accept his commands for the benefit of so many long hard knockout cums?”
“Yes!” Penny shouted as she fell back with her twat
gripping the vibrating wand sliding inside her. “The only thing better is if he
lets you get there at your own pace. Just don’t let a guy like that get away or
think you are something to ease so he would throw you away…”
“Right,” Tonks said as she clenched on her fingers
before licking them and slowly getting to her feet. “So I wasn’t wrong just
don’t rush in and he shouldn’t dismiss me as some eager girl that he would tire
of. Well I guess that means that finger fucking myself when he works me up
might not be too bad. Still mum might find out. I go too far and she would find
out. I want to be a good girl and thus I should not just drop to my knees just
yet. If you had the number and intensities of orgasms that he gave me, you
would drop whoever got you worked up before I got here and live in his room
naked up for anything. Not that the notion hasn’t been so tempting just
sneaking in there and saying surprise. Just have to worry about mum and what
her reeducation would be. I think being hosed naked outside would be the least
of the problems.”
She slowly eased the wand out of Penny and thought
about whipping it clean or at least onto the sprawled girl. Tilting her head
and remembering that she had licked a boy’s cock of after a girl had cum
drenched it as well as lapping a pussy that flowed into her mouth there was
little hesitation in what she did next. Tonks licked the still vibrating wand
clean of Penny’s juices before a thought struck her. She ran the wand over her
slit and felt the vibration send a thrill through her body. Shakily removing it
from against her weeping wetness, Tonks smirked and placed it against the still
shuddering fifth year’s lips. Her lips parted and she worked the wand with her
cum coating it into the often times overly pleasant girl. Considering that she
had tried to burn Penny’s techniques in stimulating her pussy there was little
chance she would not do the same with the experienced techniques she was currently
learning.
“Still being a good girl doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy
kissing them now,” Tonks said as she kissed the older girls forehead while
watching her clean and suck the wand as if it was a real dick. “Well hope your
cum induced sleep helps your stress out. I need to go now.”
As she worked the wand from her lips, the girl
murmured the spell to revert the wand from its magical vibrating dildo form.
Ever studious Tonks burned it into memory. She knew that she would be using
those spells often. She wasn’t ready to be a naughty girl or as Hermione had
stated being their sexy slut toy that enjoyed being played with cuming form
their using her.
As she stepped out and closed the door to the
sleeping prefect’s room Tonks said, “I may not be ready for that but I will
eagerly deal with the dilemma that kissing will cause…”
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