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The Life and Lies of Potter's Prized Girl	By : K_B_Lynne Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 13699 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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@ Amelia - I’m so glad you said all that about Hermione’s compliancy to everything that’s going on around her. Don’t worry, I’ve already taken such a fact into account long before you said that. Her rebellion will appear eventually, even if you don‘t see it for a while, trust me, its coming!

Rating Changes For This Chapter: M/F, Anal

Chapter 7: Guest House Adventures (part 2)

Hermione looked at Blaise nervously for a moment. She knew she’d have to suck it up and get on top eventually, but she didn’t think it’d be today, or that it’d be with someone other than Draco. But she considered that this might be an advantage for her. Blaise was huge, too much for her, in her opinion, so perhaps being on top would give her control? She’d be able to determine the depth, and pace, to suit her own needs. Yes, this would work.

She moved and awkwardly straddled Blaise’s lap, resting her hands on his chest, and suddenly realized she had no idea what she was doing. Not wanting to look like a fool, she did the only think she could think of, and reached for his penis. It was so thick she could hardly believe that it had just been inside of her. She sat up, putting enough space between herself and him to fit his length between them, and tried to align him with her entrance. It wasn’t that difficult, but getting him inside was a little trickier. She decided to simply lower herself on top of him, forcing him into her. It worked pretty well, so she kept it up, moving up and down so that he sank in further and further with each try, until finally he was as far in as she wanted him to be. It was somewhat overwhelming to be so full, and the way the bed shook from Draco’s assault on Ginny’s ass made Blaise move inside of her without either of them really trying, but Hermione wanted to try, she wanted to be good at it, she had to be good at it. Hermione Granger had to be good at everything she did, if not the best, and since Ginny was clearly outshining her in the area of sex, Hermione knew she had a lot of work to do to catch up.

She moved up and down on him slowly, trying to get used to the feeling, testing out different angles and speeds to see what she liked best. In the end, she liked sitting straight up, rotating her hips in a circular fashion so that his cock pressed into the walls of her pussy repeatedly, forcing his head into her g-spot so that her building orgasm grew closer and closer. She lost herself in the act, thinking only of her own pleasure, and not the male’s. She brought one hand up to tangle into her own hair while the other grasped her left breast, squeezing it and pinching the nipples for added stimulation. Her eyes were closed, and she was soon moaning loudly.

Blaise watched her, it was quite the sight to behold. She looked like she was in bliss, rolling her pussy around his cock so deliciously. He was usually a bit of a selfish lover, wanting to fuck his mate as hard and deep as he could in search of his own gratification, but watching her pleasure herself with his dick was equally fun.

Meanwhile, Draco was barely holding on. Ginny’s tight ass felt so good wrapped around his cock he knew he was going to cum at any moment. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her, and then pulled her upward so that she was sitting up just as he was. She moaned and reached her arms back around his neck, holding onto him as he drilled into her. He put two fingers inside of her dripping cunt and rubbed his thumb across her clit furiously. “Cum for me, Ginny. Cum all over my fingers while I cum in your sexy little ass,” he growled to her in his excitement. He used his free arm to hold her body close to his for support.

“Oh yes, Draco! Yes, I love it when you cum in my ass!” Ginny cried out. His fingers inside of her were just what she needed. She was so close to yet another orgasm, she wasn’t sure which one it was. Her third, maybe her forth? All she knew was that it was approaching fast, and Draco’s dirty words only turned her on further. He’d been pounding into her for at least fifteen minutes now, which was a surprisingly long time in a group sex setting such as this one. “Fuck, I’m cumming, Draco! I’m cumming! Fill my ass, now!“ she cried, knowing how much he loved to orgasm in unison.

Draco could feel Ginny’s juices flowing freely past his fingers onto his palm, could feel her inner-walls clamping down on them desperately. It was just what he needed to send him over the edge, and with a series of loud groans paired with jagged thrusts, Draco spilt himself into her. He slowly pulled himself out of her, and watched as a large drop of his own thick white seed escaped her quickly shrinking hole. “Bloody hell, Ginny, you are such a sexy little slut,” he said as he wiped the drop up, and offered it to her. She sucked it off his finger with a seductive smirk before turning around to face him, and catching his lips in a sensual kiss. She leaned back, lying down next to her boyfriend without breaking her lips from Draco’s, who laid on top of her. They snogged carelessly for a long time, while Blaise watched Hermione’s pussy repeatedly swallow his penis.

“That a girl,” Blaise complimented her when she changed her strategy and began to move up and down on top of him, quickening her pace as she became more acquainted with the action. He began to push his hips up to meet hers, increasing the force of each repetition until they got in a good rhythm with each other. He groaned when he realized that her juices were beginning to leak out of her all over his groin, and the sight of the clear sticky liquid made him want to fill her with his own. “Oh yeah, Hermione, just like that, keep going just like that, ugh, yes!” He was pushing into her more desperately now, his orgasm coming nearer and nearer. “Fuck, yes, here it comes!” he warned.

Hermione barely had time to comprehend his warning before he filling her, and she screamed out in pleasure as the sensation of his cock quivering inside of her finished her, and she, too, came just seconds later. She continued to ride him for a few seconds longer, before collapsing on top of him, his thick meat still buried inside of her. Her head was rested on his chest, and soon she felt him stroking her hair slowly, calmly, consolingly. “What a good girl,” he spoke to her as if she were a child, no, a pet. She resented the statement. Even Draco didn’t talk to her like that, and he technically had he authority to. But she was too tired to say anything about it, and she closed her eyes, his gentle petting causing her to feel a little sleepy.

“Don’t go to sleep just yet, love,” Draco stopped snogging Ginny to say to her. He got off of the redhead and moved on top of the brunette instead. “We’re not nearly finished for the day.” He moved her sweat-dampened hair to one side and pressed his lips to her exposed neck gently, trailing wet kisses up and down her neck and shoulder, then down her back and to her smooth, creamy bottom. He kissed her adoringly, groping her cheeks with full hands as though worshiping the fleshy mounds. He truly did love her perfect little body. She was thin, but had a small hourglass shape to her. Her breasts were small but just enough for her frame, and her ass was firm and round, something he could securely grab onto while he shagged her brains out. He really had no reason to complain about this task, the task to keep her and not let her go until Voldemort told him to. The elderly demon had done him a favor for once!

Hermione moaned quietly at the attention. It felt good. Not stimulating, or arousing, just enjoyable, like a nice message, but with his lips. She could have laid there all day having him touch her and kiss her the way he was doing. “Come here,” he spoke to her after a couple of minutes, and she moaned again, this time in protest, but eventually she picked her head up, and pushed herself off of the tall dark male, moving off of him awkwardly once Draco had left her to allow her to do so. He stood beside the bed, so she joined him where he was, accepting the kiss he greeted her with.

“How do you feel?” Draco asked her, wondering if she was alright with all of this. It wasn’t as if she had a choice, but he didn’t want her to hate it and never want to let him touch her again, to resent him for putting her through this. They’d be back at square one, and that was not somewhere he wanted to be with her again. He wanted her to want him. He wanted her to crave him, the way Ginny craved Blaise. Hell, the way Ginny craved any cock she set eyes on. The girl was a bloody slag, once you got her clothes off.

Hermione looked up into Draco’s eyes, and could tell that he actually cared to know. She bit her lip and nodded reassuringly. “I feel fine,” she told him, even though she wasn’t sure if that was the truth. How did she feel? Part of her felt completely humiliated by this whole foursome, but at the same time, part of her didn’t mind as much as she thought she should. Had she really become that desensitized to sex after just two weeks of being with Draco?

Draco wasn’t sure if he believed her, but he nodded. “You girls look tired. Why don’t you two stay here and take a nap? Blaise and I have some business to discuss,” he said to her. She gave him a curious look (the girl still hadn’t learned to stay out of other people’s business), but nodded.

“Yeah, alright, thank you.” He had told her that she wasn’t nearly finished for the day, so Hermione was grateful that he’d changed his mind and decided to give the girls a break. She knew she needed one, and from the looks of it, Ginny did, too.

Ginny propped herself up on her side and watched the way Draco treasured Hermione’s body. She found herself glad. She had worried that Hermione had been treated like some dirty little sex slave, but Ginny could see now that that wasn’t the case. Draco seemed to really like having Hermione around, he lavished her body with attention, selflessly, in a way even Blaise didn’t do, and she and Blaise were an actual couple! She envied that level of affection.

When Draco gave the girls permission to take a nap, Ginny was immensely grateful. She was exhausted, more so than usual, even after a rough afternoon of shagging such as this. Hermione came back to the bed just as Blaise sat up. Ginny kissed her lover tenderly for a moment, before the two men left. Ginny turned her attention fully to Hermione now. “I’m sorry, Hermione. I didn’t know that they were going to do that to you,” she said, feeling the need to apologize for their ambush, even if it wasn’t her fault.

Hermione shook her head. “Its okay, Ginny. Yeah, it was surprising, and a little intimidating at first, but I survived, didn’t I? It really wasn’t so bad. I don’t know how you do it, though.” As she spoke, Hermione moved to the head of the bed, resting on a pillow at long last. They’d been shagging width-wise the whole time, and her neck hurt a little. She turned onto her side, hugging the pillow. She closed her eyes, but could feel Ginny move on the bed to mirror her.

“That was nothing,” Ginny confessed shamefully. “Sometimes I’m the only girl, or sometimes there’s more guys. We got it easy today.” She frowned. Ginny had taken a long time to adjust to the lifestyle Blaise had introduced her to back in November. Looking back on it, she still didn’t know what possessed her to let it happen. She could hardly imagine her life without it now, though. She was addicted, she knew it.

Hermione opened her eyes to look at her best friend. Now that she thought about it, there was something different about her. She wore thick black eyeliner and mascara, which against her pale skin was very bold. The smoky style of her eye shadow made her look more sultry than Hermione was used to seeing her. She looked darker, as though the lightheartedness of her childhood had been stripped away completely, leaving only a sexy seductress in its wake. It saddened her. Was she bound for the same fate?

“How do you do it?” she asked her clearly more experienced friend. “How do you get through days like today?”

Ginny smiled, and it wasn’t as forced as she thought it would be. She’d figured out a while ago how to keep going like this, and having another girl to pass her secrets to was refreshing. “Its not always easy, per say, but it is fun. You just have to put any moral standard you’ve ever learned about sex and promiscuity aside. Plus, the way I see it, as long as I have more orgasms than the men I’m with, I win.” Hermione laughed at the idea, and Ginny did too, before continuing. “Seriously. I mean, look at today. I gave Blaise one orgasm, right? And then I gave Draco one. But I got at least four, maybe five. When you do the math, you can’t deny, I’m the one who came out of here on top, right?” Women were blessed with the gift of multiple orgasms, it was a secret she’d never share with her boyfriend.

Hermione thought about Ginny’s words, let them really sink in, and then nodded. “That actually makes complete sense.” Now that she thought of it, she’d had more than two orgasms herself. “Perhaps this thing isn’t really as degrading as we let ourselves think it is,” she considered out loud with a smile. She was glad Ginny had been able to put it in perspective for her this way. She was right, it was best to put her moral teachings aside and focus on the fun side of it. Why should the boys be the only ones having any fun?

After a long moment of sleepy silence, Hermione spoke up again, finally asking the question that had bothered her since they first entered the guest house. “How did it all start? With you and Blaise, I mean. I didn’t know you two even knew each other in school.” She frowned, showing an obvious sign of concern for Ginny’s sudden new love interest, and the lifestyle he’d dragged her into.

Ginny had known this question would come, eventually. She let out a sigh, trying to think of how it all actually did start. Then, she dove in to what she hoped wouldn’t be too long of a story, she was very tired and didn’t know how long the boys would give them to rest. She didn’t want to waste it talking.

“Well, Blaise began showing an interest in me a while back now, back when I was still with Harry. Obviously I didn’t return any of his advances, and he backed off when I told him that I was committed to Harry, but when I came back to school last year, without Harry, and he learned that we were no longer together, he began trying to woo me.” She laughed bitterly at the choice of phrase. “He was a real gentleman at first. He took me on dates, to fancy places where we both had to get all dressed up. He opened doors for me, and carried my books, and walked me to class.” She smiled serenely at the fond memories.

Hermione smiled at that, but then frowned when she realized that had somehow changed. “So, what happened to make that change?” Ginny’s smile faded at the question, and she looked at Hermione.

“I started sleeping with him. It was great. It turns out, I kind of like the rougher, kinkier stuff. It was exciting, you know?” Hermione shook her head. “Right, you wouldn’t know,” she said with a small laugh. “You will, soon, I’m sure. But anyway, one day Draco caught us shagging in their dorm room, and he wanted in. I was kind of hesitant at first, but it was more out of nerves, I actually kind of did want to try having a threesome. It was completely worth it, you know as well as I do that Draco’s a good lover. And having both of them, well, it was pretty mind blowing.” She laughed. She’d never been able to talk about this kind of thing with anyone before. There were other girls living like she did, in their little circle of sex games, but she wasn’t friends with them. It was nice to finally be able to share her side of it freely with another girl, one who wouldn’t judge her.

“So you were with both of them, at the same time? Like, the exact same time?” Hermione couldn’t fathom the idea. Both of the males in question were a lot to handle on their own, the idea of having both of them at the exact same time was difficult to comprehend.

Ginny bit her lip. “I know it makes me sound like a complete whore, but it didn’t feel like it at the time. And it didn’t start off like that, at first they just took turns. But Blaise and I had tried anal before, so when I was on top of Draco, and Blaise decided to add himself to the picture, it wasn’t that big of a deal to me.” Saying it out loud, it sounded horribly trashy, but she supposed that was her life now. She was a bit of a slag, if only behind closed doors. Its not as though she walked around in short skirts with her boobs hanging out of her shirt. She had class about it.

Hermione just stared at Ginny in wonderment. “I can’t imagine it. It didn’t hurt?” She could hardly stand having either of them in her. To have both at the same time, it sounded physically impossible for bodies as petite as theirs to handle. Ginny was a size six at the most, Hermione herself a four.

With a small laugh, Ginny nodded. “Yeah, it did, actually, but only for the first minute or so. It wasn’t any worse than having sex for the first time, just… different.” Ginny yawned and stretched for a moment before resting her head on the pillow, facing Hermione. She was starting to fade, but didn’t want to end the conversation. She’d missed Hermione too much.

Hermione shook her head. “I don’t think I could ever do it.” Ginny’s serene smile faded into a frown at Hermione’s words, and she rose her eyebrow at her. “What? What’s wrong?” She was starting to get a bad feeling about all of this, her heart began to pound and she wasn’t completely certain why. All she knew is she had a feeling of impending doom.

Ginny let out a long sigh and closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again to see Hermione’s increasingly worried expression. “Don’t be too sure. I mean, its really actually rather fun, once you get into it. An adrenalin rush, you know? And, plus…” Ginny wasn’t sure how to proceed with her question, but she had to at least get Hermione’s reaction on the matter. “What if Draco doesn’t give you a choice?”

She knew about Draco’s situation with Hermione, how he’d been given her as a sort of slave, or pet. He owned her, and Hermione had no way of fighting back. Her wand had been taken and snapped in half. What if he wanted her to do things she wasn’t okay with? Would it traumatize her? Ginny hoped she could ease the pain of that potential situation by down-playing the severity of the idea.

Hermione stared at Ginny for a long moment, thinking about what she was suggesting. Would he do that to her? Would he take her choice away? She knew he was capable of it, but she liked to believe that they had come far enough along in their relationship that he wouldn’t do that, but then again, why wouldn’t he? He owned her. He could do as he wished with her, and for that matter, could allow others to do anything they wanted as well, if he so wished. He’d already let Blaise, and even though she’d never refused, who’s to say he’d have stopped if she had?

“What are you trying to tell me, Ginny?” Hermione was becoming increasingly aware that Ginny and Blaise’s visit served a greater purpose than just a surprise hang out with their friends.

Ginny sighed, wishing that Hermione had answered the question rather than asked another one. She wasn’t exactly sure what the best way to answer would be, but she gave it her best shot. “Hermione, Draco, and Blaise, and I, I guess, are involved in this… I don’t know, I guess you could call it a club?” She’d never had to explain it to anyone before. It was pretty much a secret, not really something you went around talking about to just anyone. But Hermione was obviously about to get a rude awakening, and Ginny didn’t really think it was fair for her to have to go into that blindly.

Hermione stared at her best friend, trying to decipher what she was trying to tell her. “Are you talking about a like, sex club?” It was absurd! There wasn’t actually any such thing as a sex club, was there? And moreover, Ginny would never belong to it! Then again, based on what she’d been shown today, Ginny had changed drastically in the last year.

Sorry it took so long for me to post, I kinda struggled with this chapter. I've decided its still too long, and there will be a part 3! Again, sorry for how long its taken me. Don't hate me! I'll try really hard to get the next chapter up by the end of the week! As always, please RATE and REVIEW!
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