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It Started With A Book	By : mimi1234 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 47852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-It Started With A Book
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Ok so this started as a really quick oneshot which has ended up taking me aaages to write. However I went to the Harry Potter studio tour last week and it was a-ma-zing and totally inspired me to get writing again. Hope you enjoy!

Hermione trailed her fingers along the spines of the books lined up along the shelves. She was no stranger to the restricted section of the library, she’d been in before looking for books that held spells and recipes for potions that the professors would rather students didn’t get their hands on.

She wasn’t looking for spells or potions now though. Her curiosity had led her here for a whole other reason. The curiosity she had discovered about her own body and the desires she harboured. She skimmed her index finger across the title of one particularly large tome. She knew it featured erotic literature that had left her gasping the first time she’d come across it a few weeks ago. Ever since she’d been desperate to get back into the restricted section to experience the same pulsing and tingling in her pussy that had led to her lying back on one of the library tables with her fingers pumping inside herself until she exploded into her first orgasm.

She carefully pulled the book out and opened it up, leaning it against the shelf so she could skim the pages. Soon she was immersed in stories of hard cocks slamming into wet cunts, a witch using her own wand to fuck herself, a wizard dropping to his knees to lick his witches slit until she came. Hermione became breathless reading it, her heart was racing and she tried to swallow despite the fact that her mouth had gone completely dry.

She supported the book with one hand while the other slipped down her own body until it reached her school skirt. Her eyes fluttered shut as her fingers traced her knickers; she was unsurprised to find them wet.

She became so caught up in rubbing herself through the thin lace panties that she never noticed the eyes watching her from the bookshelf behind. As her gasps of pleasure became louder, she never heard the footsteps as the person watching moved out from their hiding place and stepped behind her. She had no idea she wasn’t alone until someone whispered obscuro and a blindfold shot around her eyes. A silencio was muttered before she had a chance to shriek in surprise.

Hermione felt herself pushed forward as the body behind forced her painfully against the shelves in front. Strong hands held her in place. Her breasts were squashed uncomfortably against the books lining the shelves and she was struggling to breathe with fear.

“Who are you?” She wanted to beg. “What are you going to do to me?”

But she couldn’t, she had been silenced and the only noise audible in the library was the heavy breathing coming from the person holding her here.

“Don’t be frightened.” A deep voice came from behind her. “I won’t hurt you so long as you do what I tell you to.”

She recognised the voice, but it couldn’t be, could it?

“Professor Snape?” She mouthed, again forgetting that she couldn’t speak.

She was sure it was him, she willed him to speak again so she could confirm her suspicions. As she tried to turn around she was hit with the scent of a familiar smell. She recognised the aftershave, it reminded her of hours spent in potions class; it was the smell that was always there in spite of any other fumes that were created by the potions. It was the smell that caused her eyes to flutter shut when he walked past her desk with his robes flowing behind him leaving her surrounded with his scent. She was in no doubt now that this was indeed her potions teacher.

What could she have done to make him blindfold and silence her? She cringed as she realised that he had just discovered her not only in the restricted section without permission but also touching herself. She felt her cheeks turn crimson. She wondered what he was planning to do. This was not appropriate punishment even for what she’d been doing.

She sucked in a breath sharply as she was torn from her thoughts by his lips on her neck. She lost all control over her breathing as he kissed her, gently nipping at her pulse point. He needn’t have blindfolded her because she had her eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth dropped open, half in shock and half in pleasure as his tongue drew a wet line across her collarbone. What was going on? Her mind was shrieking.

She felt his hands move from where they gripped her hips up to her waist moving her slightly away from the shelf so that the suffocating pressure lessoned. His fingertips trailed around the edge of her bra and she held her breath waiting for him to touch her breasts but he didn’t. His hands carried on travelling up until he was lifting her arms above her head. He bent them so they were folded on the shelf in front of her. She felt his hand on the back of her head applying pressure until it rested against her folded arms.

Hermione took shaky breaths as she awaited his next move but all she felt was the equally ragged breathing of the person behind ghosting across her neck. It was several moments until she felt his hands on her again.

“This is wrong.” He growled as his hands fully cupped her breasts through her shirt. “But I can’t stop myself. Do you have any idea what it’s like for a man, finding you here with your fingers rubbing your own pussy? Watching your hips buck furiously trying to bring yourself to release?”

Hermione swallowed deeply as she listened to his words and felt his fingers deftly undoing the buttons of her shirt.

“I’m going to give you that release Miss Granger.” He told her.

He finally undid the last button on her shirt before lowering her arms from the bookshelf and pulling it off her shoulders. As the shirt fell to the ground he placed her arms back on the shelf.

And then his hands were on her breasts again. He pulled the cups of her bra down underneath each full globe causing them to sit high and pert. He cupped his hands underneath each breast and felt the weight of them in his palms. He held them like this for a few moments, his fingers gently squeezing.

Hermione was inwardly groaning. She should be scared right now, absolutely terrified in fact. And yet she wasn’t. She knew Professor Snape wouldn’t hurt her, whatever he intended to do with her. He was cupping her breasts and gently massaging them. She wished to Merlin that she could speak to let Snape know that she needed more. Her nipples were painfully hard and erect in the frosty air of the library, she willed him to take them between his fingers to bring her some kind of relief.

Yes she knew this was wrong as he had pointed out. She had listened to him tell her that he couldn’t stop himself and found that she couldn’t bring herself to make him stop either. She’d never been more turned on and as she contemplated the idea of her usually cruel Professor touching her like this she found that she had every intention of letting him do exactly what he wanted to her.

She exhaled sharply as she finally felt his index fingers trace a circle around each of her nipples.

“You’ve kept these well hidden Miss Granger.” Snape said as he lifted each breast and let it drop, leaning forward to watch them bounce against her chest. “Who knew under all those layers of robes and baggy jumpers that you had breasts like this, so full and firm. Surely you’ve compared them to the other girls in your year and noticed how much bigger yours are?”

Hermione felt a blush creep in under the blind fold. She’d always been embarrassed about the size of her breasts; that was precisely why she wore such baggy robes. There was no hiding them now though, they were presented bare to Snape’s hands and as his thumb and forefinger began to pinch and twist her nipples she unashamedly pushed them further into his grasp.

“You blush when I talk about your breasts and yet look at you, pushing them into my hands, you’re desperate for my touch. Do you feel how hard your nipples are between my fingers? Do you enjoy it when I pinch them?” He asked deeply.

Hermione didn’t respond, she could hardly breathe. She had never experienced anything like this before, it had never felt as good as this when she touched her breasts herself.

“Do you enjoy it when I pinch your nipples?” Snape repeated commandingly as he squeezed his fingers tightly around her pink nipples.

Hermione’s mouth was open in an O as she nodded her head desperately against her arms. Her pussy was throbbing and she squeezed her thighs together, slightly embarrassed to find that her knickers were soaked through with her juices, wetter than when she had been touching herself.

“Good girl.” Snape hissed continuing to assault her sensitive nipples as he dragged his thumbs directly over the tips.

Hermione wanted to cry with pleasure. There were no thoughts running through her head other than the need to surrender her body completely to her teacher. She lifted her head from her arms and pointed to her mouth desperately hoping he’d realize that she wanted to speak.

“I can’t un-silence you Miss Granger.” He told her not revealing that he had in fact placed a muffliato charm over the restricted section. No one would hear her if he did remove the silencing charm but he was enjoying the control her imposed silence gave him.

“What do you want?” He asked.

“More.” Hermione mouthed. “Please.”

“Merlin, everyone in this school assumes you’re such an innocent.” Snape chuckled darkly. “But look at you now stood here half naked in the library with your Professors hands all over your breasts begging me for more. What do you need Miss Granger?”

Hermione buried her head in her arms again to hide the redness of her cheeks.

“Don’t get embarrassed now.” He warned her. “If I were to put my hand under your skirt would I be wrong in assuming that I’d find your knickers wet? Your pussy lips clinging to them. I bet your clit is throbbing isn’t it…Isn’t it!” He said louder when she didn’t respond straight away.

Hermione nodded feeling the blindfold become wet with tears as his words made her pussy spasm in a way she’d never felt before. He was using the sort of language she had discovered in the erotic book that had left her wet and needy. But hearing them in real life from the lips of Professor Snape made them sound so much dirtier.

“Can you feel your cunt clenching around nothing.” He hissed rubbing his own erection against her bum to try and relieve some of the pressure he was feeling himself. “It needs to be filled doesn’t it, you need my fingers deep inside your tight pussy fucking you till you cum.”

Hermione silently whimpered, she thought she might cum from his words alone.

Snape removed his hands from her breasts and slid them down her body. He could feel her trembling as he reached under her school skirt and placed one hand over her mound.

“Fuck.” He groaned as his fingers stroked the crotch of her sopping wet panties. “Do you know how wet you are? What a naughty depraved girl you really are Miss Granger? You’ve had us all fooled, haven’t you? Is this what you fantasized about while reading that erotic book? How long have you been awaiting the touch of a man?”

And then Snape was hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her knickers to pull them down. She felt them leave a trail of wetness down her leg as the wet crotch was pulled away from her hot centre.

“Have you been waiting for as long as I’ve been waiting to touch you?” He questioned once he had pulled her knickers off from around her ankles. He trailed his hands up her legs as he stood up behind her again, one hand resting on her inner thigh while the other gripped her hip. “Have you never noticed me watching you all those times you’ve come back to my classroom after lessons to do extra credit?”

Hermione shook her head.

“Of course you haven’t. Always far too busy with your work. Always biting your lip and bending over your cauldron giving me that perfect view of your cleavage, only enough to tease me but enough to get me hard.” He growled. “I’ve been sat behind my desk for weeks watching you, wanting to rip your school uniform off and fuck you.”

Hermione found that she was biting her lip listening to him. She couldn’t believe what he was saying, how had she not noticed him watching her. The idea of him sat behind his desk with an erection that she’d caused only made her want him more.

“Touch me.” She mouthed turning her head as far as she could.

She felt Snape’s hand on the back of her head turning it to face forward before pushing it back against her arms

“Show me where you want me to touch you Miss Granger.” Snape said as he pulled one of her arms out from under her head.

Hermione hesitated. She found that she enjoyed him telling her what to do, not the other way round. She wondered whether there was something wrong with her, was it normal to want to be controlled like this?

“Take my hand in yours.” He hissed. “And place it where you need to be touched.”

Hermione shivered as his breath hit her neck before wrapping her hand around his larger one and moving it slowly south.

“That’s it.” Snape encouraged as they passed her breasts. “Keep going.”

Spurred on by his words Hermione pulled his hand until it was in front of her most intimate area. She sucked in a breath as she placed his bare hand against her now naked cunt. The flesh on flesh contact felt entirely different when it was someone else touching her rather than herself.

Snape fought the urge to buck his hips against her as his fingers finally made contact with her wet lips. He used his free hand to place Hermione’s arm back on the shelf in front. He realized she was trembling with what he guessed was anticipation. She had given up control to him so easily he could barely believe it. He moved his index finger forward between her lips.

Hermione sighed contentedly as his finger began to stroke up and down her slit, her wetness causing it to glide easily over her. He added his middle finger as he began to gently pry open her pussy lips in search of her clit. Her hips bucked against his hand when his fingers tips found it. Snape rubbed gentle circles over it while her hips continued to rock.

Hermione was biting her lip so hard she was surprised it wasn’t bleeding. She silently groaned as his fingers stopped rubbing her clit. Her breath caught in her throat though as she felt them slide down towards her entrance. Snape pushed the tip of his index finger just inside and began circling it to help her relax, she hadn’t realized how tightly she had been clenching down there.

When Snape felt her muscles relax slightly he began to push his finger forward until it was fully inside her.

“Fuck your tight witch.” Snape marvelled at her tightness. “Only one finger inside and your pussy walls are clamping around it. I’m the first man to put my finger inside you aren’t I.”

Hermione nodded enjoying the feeling of his finger slowly pumping in and out.

“The first man to touch this virgin cunt.” He groaned thinking of how his cock would feel engulfed in her wet heat. “No wonder you’re tight. Let’s see if you can take another finger.”

Hermione felt slight pressure as a second finger joined the one inside her, her walls stretching slightly to accommodate his thick fingers. She was soon moaning soundlessly again as he pushed in and out of her pussy, slowly building up speed. His fingers curled forward to rub against her g spot and Hermione knew she was close to letting go.

“Do you feel your cunt sucking in my fingers?” He growled as he felt her walls begin to spasm around them. Realizing she was close to cumming he picked up the pace of his fingers. “Your clit is begging for me to touch it isn’t it?”

Hermione had barely nodded her head before his spare hand reached down and began to stimulate her sensitive nub again. She realized the only positive to being silenced was that she didn’t have to worry about how loud she was moaning. The only sound in the library was the wet noises her cunt was making as Snape furiously fucked it.

“Look at you frantically fucking the fingers of your Professor, what would everyone think of goody two shoes Granger if they could see you now?” Snape smirked as her hips bucked uncontrollably.

The thought of her classmates seeing her in this position with Professor Snape sent her over the edge. Her head lifted from her arms as it hit her, falling back against Snape’s shoulder as her pussy clenched tightly. Her mouth was wide open in a silent scream as he continued to pump his fingers through her orgasm. As the waves of pleasure started to subside she felt him remove his hands from between her legs and wrap his arms around her as she trembled.

Snape closed his eyes taking deep breaths to try and quell his own need to cum, he wasn’t ready for this to be over yet. Hermione’s head was still leaning against his shoulder as she came down from her high. He lowered his own head to nuzzle the crook of her neck.

Hermione’s eyes fluttered shut beneath the blindfold as she felt his lips brush her neck. She wasn’t sure she could take anymore, her body felt hyper sensitive as the cold air hit her flushed skin making her shiver.

She was still feeling aftershocks from her orgasm. She’d never cum that intensely before, albeit her experience was rather minimal. Her head lolled to the side to give Snape better access to her neck. He wrapped his arms tighter around her.

Hermione was beginning to realize that the most frustrating thing about being silenced was that she couldn’t ask questions. Something that was second nature to her. Only now she was in a situation where she had a hundred queries waiting to spill from her lips and she couldn’t voice a single one. She wanted to ask questions about him watching her. She wanted to know whether he’d planned what had just happened. Were they finished now? Would he let her go or did he intend to keep her here for more? Was he as affected as she was?

Hermione let her curiosity get the better of her as she rolled her hips back against him. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth as she felt his hard length against her bottom. Would he expect her to touch it, to make him cum like he had done for her? She was drawn from her thoughts as she heard Professor Snape hiss from behind her as the gentle rocking of her hips rubbed against his erection.

“Stop.” Snape groaned grabbing her hips to keep them still. For such an inexperienced young witch she certainly knew how to tease him, he thought. “I’m in charge here.”

Snape forced her forward against the bookshelf in front again, her head resting back against her arms. His fingers trailed down to the zip of her skirt. He pulled it down and let the pleated skirt drop to the floor. He looked down at the curves of her bare hips and behind before he took a step back and lowered his hands to his trousers.

Hermione gulped as she heard him pulling down the zip of his trousers before they dropped to the floor. She could hear him kicking them off behind. Was he about to take her, she wondered? Was this it?

Snape hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down finally releasing his cock, it stood painfully erect amongst the coarse scattering of pubic hair and the tip was leaking pre cum. He was desperate to angle his hips until his cock rested against the wet swollen lips of her pussy. He shuddered as he thought about finally sliding into the warm wet tightness of her slick walls, he’d never wanted to be inside someone as much as he needed to be inside her. But he knew the young girl in front of him was a virgin and he needed to take it slowly, needed to get her to the point where she was so aroused that thoughts of what she was giving him would never enter her mind.

Snape took Hermione’s hand and pulled it behind her. He felt her hand tremble as he wrapped her fingers around his cock.

“Do you see what you do to me?” He whispered against her ear. “Can you feel how fucking hard I am? How does it make you feel knowing that it’s all because of you? Knowing that for weeks I’ve been tugging on it with thoughts of you going through my head. Imagining your body naked and spread out across my desk, sucking your erect nipples, finger fucking you until you begged me to take you, hard and fast.”

Hermione felt his cock twitch in her palm as he revealed his fantasies. She’d never felt a real penis before or even seen one for that matter but he felt huge between her fingers. She experimentally tightened them around him. Hearing his muffled moan against her hair she squeezed again and began to move her fist slowly up and down, she found that the skin was soft as silk yet his shaft was steely hard. Snape began to move his hips against her hand.

Suddenly he gripped her wrist pulling her hand away from him. If she hadn’t been silenced she would have shrieked as his leg came between her thighs, his foot resting on one of the book shelves. Hermione gripped her own shelf tighter as his thigh pushed against her pussy causing her to rise slightly onto tip toes.

“That’s enough.” Snape growled bringing his own hands up to grip the shelf. “Did you miss the part about me being in control my depraved little witch? You only do things when I tell you to do them. Do you understand?”

Hermione nodded desperately wondering what he would do next. She tried to catch her breath as she waited for his next instructions.

“Ride my leg.” Snape said deeply after a few moments.

Hermione bit her lip as she hesitated.

“What are you waiting for Miss Granger?” Snape hissed. “You’re not stupid. Now rub yourself against me. I want to see how wet your cunt still is for me.”

Hermione gently rocked her hips. Her teeth released her lip letting out a shaky breath as she began to grind her swollen pussy against him. It felt good, her labia was sensitive and the hair on his leg was creating a delicious friction. His thigh was pushed flush against her but her wetness made it easier to move against him. She leaned forward slightly as her hips began to move faster desperate to feel the same pressure against her clit. It had the desired effect as she began to soundlessly groan.

“I bet you never imagined it would feel so good to have your soaking cunt riding my leg like this, did you?” Snape smirked. “Do you realise your juices are dripping down my leg? Such a desperate pussy you have. It’s desperate for me isn’t it?”

Hermione nodded as his words caused more moisture to leak from her centre. She mouthed the word ‘fuck’ as one of Snape’s hands came to grip her hip. He took control and began to push her hips causing her to ride him faster. His fingers dug into her hip bone as her pussy moved at a delirious speed against his leg.

Her nails dug hard into the wood of the shelf she was clinging on to. She could barely control her breaths as they left her lips in staccato form. She could feel another orgasm building, all it would take was a couple more minutes of grinding herself against Snape’s strong leg and she’d fall back over that delicious edge.

“Are you close?” Snape asked as he felt the tell-tale signs of her second orgasm rising again.

Hermione wanted to cry out that she was so close, that she was right on the edge. But she wanted to scream in frustration when he pulled her back against him the second she nodded her answer, effectively putting a stop to the rising tide inside her that had been about to crash into another powerful orgasm. She tried desperately to rub her pussy against his leg again but his arms held her tightly to his chest, one arm resting right across her hips to keep her still.

Snape barely allowed her time to catch her breath before he began to move his leg. Hermione relaxed against his body as she waited for him to lower his leg from between hers. She immediately tensed again when to her surprise his leg slid sideways instead of lowering to the floor as she expected. He was moving her left leg along with his and she was sure she was going to lose her balance.

“Relax I’ve got you.” Snape murmured as he tightened his grip on her. He continued to move his leg along the shelf until his knee was bent in a right angle.

Hermione’s left leg was resting over his bent leg. As Snape had moved their legs, the lips of her pussy had been slowly pulled apart leaving her spread open. She felt Snape’s fingers slide from her waist down to her left thigh giving her more support. He began to trace circles over her sensitive skin there making her shudder.

“Lean forward against the shelf again.” He told her, smirking when she did so straight away.

He removed his right hand from her waist as she supported herself against the shelf. He raised his hand to grip the shelf in front. His left hand then came away from her thigh and slid down to his aching length. He had been holding back for longer than he would have cared for and his cock was throbbing. He groaned as he took it in his hand and smeared the pre-cum around the head. He pulled his hips back slightly so that he could place his cock between her legs before resting his hand back on her thigh.

Hermione couldn’t stop her mouth from falling open as she felt his erection rest against her pussy before sliding it past her labia and up to her clit and back down again. Every time he repeated this she felt her pussy clench. She felt her cheeks heat as she came to the conclusion that perhaps all Snape had said about her cunt being desperate was true. There was still a voice in the back of her head telling her that she shouldn’t be allowing this, he was her teacher and she should be fighting him and yet all she wanted to do was beg him to take her. She mutely damned the silencing charm again.

She needn’t have worried as when Snape had suitably lubricated his cock with her juices he moved the head to her wet entrance.

“I can’t wait any longer Miss Granger.” He groaned. “I need to be inside you. Tell me that this is what you want.”

Hermione slowly nodded, giving in to her internal battle and accepting that, yes, in this moment she wanted nothing more than to feel him plunging into her wet heat.

“Of course it is.” Snape hissed. “Your little display tonight proved that. Don’t worry my not so innocent little witch, I’ll give you want you want.”

Hermione squeezed her eyes shut as she felt pressure against her pussy. She gasped when the head slipped inside of her. He was barely inside and already she felt her walls clamping around him as he began to stretch the walls of her cunt.

“Fuck.” Snape moaned. “Barely a couple of inches inside and your hot wet cunt is already trying to drag me in deeper. Is that how you want it? Hard and deep. Do you want me to fuck you until you scream? You’ll be glad I’ve silenced you, you wouldn’t want to be found here moaning like a whore with my cock slamming into you.”

Hermione tried to push her hips back against him, trying to get his cock in further as his words and the feel of her entrance stretched around his hard length made her head swim. Snape had wrapped his left arm back around her though making it difficult to move.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. He had been fantasising about this for too long. He pushed his hips forward until he felt her barrier. Deciding to get it over with quickly he pushed sharply in the rest of the way.

Hermione felt a sudden searing pain and immediately began to jerk away from Snape. He held onto her with an iron grip though as they risked losing their balance. Hermione felt tears dampen the material of the blindfold as she continued trying to twist in Snape’s grip.

“Shhh it’s ok.” Snape whispered. “Stop fighting and try to relax. It’ll feel better in a moment.”

Despite the pain Hermione briefly contemplated how Snape’s voice could seem so demanding one minute and yet sooth her in the next sentence.

When Snape felt her body relax slightly again he moved his hand from where it rested on her thigh to the bare skin above her folds. He cast a pain relief spell wandlessly and felt her fully relax. The muscles in her cunt still gripped his cock though and he took a second to appreciate the hot tightness that surrounded it.

Hermione realised he must have used a pain relief spell on her when she felt the pain ebb away completely. Now that she wasn’t focussed on the pain of her broken virginity anymore she realised how full she felt. Her walls were stretched further than they had ever been before, yet she found that the stretch wasn’t unpleasant. She nodded her head against her folded arms to let Snape know that she was ready for him to move, that she needed him to move.

Snape let out a breathy laugh before beginning to rock his hips, letting her become accustomed to the feel of his cock moving within her. Merlin she was tight though. He’d already known this from when he had finger fucked her but that was nothing compared to the feeling of her walls wrapped around his length.

Hermione bit her lip as she felt him thrust shallowly within her pussy. It felt good but she needed more. She needed him to move faster. She wanted to feel his cock thrusting deep within her just as Snape had suggested she did.

If she was able to speak she knew she would have been begging him to fuck her harder and faster.

Snape continued moving his hips slowly. He needed a minute to get himself under control. It had been a long time since he’d been with anyone let alone someone so young and tight.

When he felt he had enough control he pulled his cock out until only the head remained within her before slamming it back fully inside her. He felt Hermione’s walls clench around him as he filled her again.

Hermione silently screamed as he pushed his cock hard into her. Her mouth was hanging open as he kept up this pace. The only sounds in the library were the slap of their flesh connecting as he slammed into her followed by Snape groaning.

She felt delirious as he moved quickly and precisely in and out of her pussy. From this angle he was hitting her g-spot on every inward thrust. She had never experienced such intense pleasure. That heavy feeling had returned to the pit of her stomach and her whole body was flushed with heat. The contrast of the cold air in the library caused her skin to tingle.

Snape could feel her walls begin to spasm around him. He knew it wouldn’t be long until she crashed into another orgasm.

“You’re close aren’t you. Is a couple of minutes of my cock thrusting inside you all it takes?” Snape asked breathily as he continued to pump his member within her. “Merlin if you only knew how tight your pussy felt. But then maybe you do. I watched from behind the bookshelf as you touched yourself. Clearly not a stranger to masturbation Miss Granger?”

Hermione shook her head. She would have confessed to anything while his cock continued to assault her pussy like this.

“How many times have you felt your tight cunt clenching around your fingers? Did you imagine this as you touched your sopping wet pussy? Getting fucked hard up against your precious books? Whose cock did you imagine inside you?” Snape grunted, struggling to keep up his pace as her pussy gripped him tighter.

The restricted section was suddenly filled with the sound of Hermione moaning as Snape finally removed the silencing charm.

“I asked you a question.” He groaned. “Whose cock did you want inside your wet pussy?”

“Yours Sir.” Hermione gasped breathlessly. “Only yours.”

“Good girl.” He smirked.

“Harder!” Hermione asked now that she could finally speak again. “Please Professor fuck me harder.”

“Yes.” Snape hissed. “That’s it, beg for my cock!”

And then he began to slam into her cunt furiously. Hermione sounded almost feral as she moaned in time with his thrusts.

Snape reached down to rub her clit causing Hermione to let out a shrill cry as her back immediately arched in response.

Hermione’s head was no longer resting on her arms, she had thrown it back when Snape started to stroke her sensitive nub. The arch of her back had thrust her breasts forward against the books in front. Every time Snape slammed into her pussy, her nipples rubbed up and down against the aged leather spines of the books.

“Yes, oh fuck!” Hermione cried as her pussy, clit and nipples were all pleasured simultaneously. It was too much. The sensations were driving her crazy. “Ah you feel…so good…inside me!”

“Come on Hermione. I need you to cum for me now.” Snape groaned as he was driven closer to the edge. “I want to feel your cunt cum around my cock.”

He began to rub her clit faster and that was all it took. Hermione cried out a litany of swear words and yes’s as her orgasm hit her.

Snape struggled to move within her as the walls of her pussy tightened even further around his member as they contracted and undulated with her release.

He was so close now himself. His thrusting was becoming erratic as her cunt continued to ripple around him. Hermione groaned every time he pumped his stiff length inside her now sensitive walls and he focussed on those breathy little moans as he felt his balls tighten.

A few more thrusts was all it took and then was crying out in orgasm too as he shot spurts of cum inside her.

When his orgasm finally subsided, he wrapped both his arms around Hermione and leant his head against her shoulder as they both tried to catch their breath.

Eventually he had to move though as his leg was beginning to feel uncomfortable from being bent for so long and he was sure Hermione’s felt the same. He pulled his cock out from within her and hissed as the cold air hit his sensitive flesh. Hermione relaxed against him as he lowered both their legs to the floor.

Snape removed the blindfold next but Hermione’s eyes remained closed as she basked in the bliss that only came post orgasm.

“Thank you for doing this for me Hermione.” Snape whispered in her ear.

Hermione barely had time to smirk before she felt herself being turned around in his arms. His lips were against hers, kissing her hard before she even had a chance to open her eyes.

Eventually she pulled away from the kiss.

“Next time you decide you want to re-enact the night you took my virginity, don’t transfigure me a new hymen.” Hermione told him sternly.

“I’m sorry. I just wanted it to be realistic.” Snape confessed. “Apart from that it was good though, wasn’t it?”

“Better than I remembered.” Hermione replied unable to stop herself smiling at him.

She thought back to the night that had mirrored this one 6 months before. She was in her last year at Hogwarts and if anyone had told her that she’d spend the last half year of her education in a sexual relationship with one of her professors, Snape no less! Well she wouldn’t have believed them. But Snape had given her such intense pleasure that night how could she not go back for more.

They’d had sex in most of the available places in Hogwarts now. Last week they had tried the quidditch stands for the first time. She’d loved the feel of the wind blowing through her hair as she rode Snape’s cock.

She was finishing school next week. She knew that was the reason he had wanted to relive the night he took her innocence. But if he continued to give her pleasure like this she was sure she could think of plenty of reasons to return to Hogwarts.

Ok so I think we can assume that even the restricted section of Hogwarts wouldn't be stocking books like the one Hermione finds but for fanfiction's sake and all that haha. Thank you for reading x
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