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The Fall Of Morality [Hermione Story]
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The Fall Of Morality [Hermione Story]
Synopsis: Seeing Harry suddenly become the best at Potions, Hermione felt desperate. She looked for ways to get better, and she thought she found one—unaware of how heavy the price would be.
What followed was the ultimate fall of morality and, perhaps, her dignity.
Tags: Hermione, Depravity, Group Sex, Old Man(Slughorn)
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"Let's begin this delightful meeting, shall we?"
Hermione looked around the table at the other members of the Slug Club. This was the third meeting, and of course, those who did not satisfy Professor Slughorn's criteria were let go.
"So, how is your quidditch practice going, Mr. Potter?"
What is wrong with me? Hermione heard the words being exchanged, but she couldn't bring herself to focus on them. Constantly, she kept her legs pressed together as she felt a strange warmth rising from her core.
No, I have to… defeat Harry.
There was a second voice that matched hers, but with a personality she couldn’t recognize. So opposite from her, so depraved and disgusting, yet it was her own. It was powerful, and she felt herself succumbing to its lure more and more.
Professor. She looked at Professor Slughorn to her left and, without even realizing it, gently moved her left hand onto his lap, caressing the texture of his pants, feeling the softness of his flesh.
"Oh dear!" Slughorn abruptly exclaimed and laughed. "That’s wonderful. I quite liked Mr. Weasley’s performance this season. You must be proud of your brother, Ms. Weasley."
He's letting me. More… I must do more. Hermione continued to caress Slughorn's lap under the table, and finally reached over to his rising erection. She pressed it with her palm, cupping what she believed was his knob. Better marks, better potions, better than Harry… I’ll do it… Ah!
Right then, she felt Slughorn's right hand reach onto her lap as well. Without waiting, his fingers tugged her thin, knee-length pale pink skirt, lifting it up until he could reach in and hold onto the inside of her thighs, so close to her panty-covered slit, so hot, soft, and arousing.
Hermione bit her lips from his mere touch.
Ummh… Don't stop, Professor. She hungrily stole a glance at Slughorn and used her other hand to guide his palm to the junction of her pale, cushiony soft thighs. She shoved his fingers onto her covered, soaking-wet slit and almost moaned. More… More… Deeper.
It felt as if the world had gone blank in her mind. She heard no words and saw no lights. Only the words coming from deep within her, in her own voice. They were the commands she followed.
Yesss… Inside his pants. I should lower the zipper.
"Do as you planned, dear," Slughorn suddenly whispered something to her.
What? Yes… the plan. The plan I made last time. This is what the Professor wants. I must make him happy… must defeat Harry.
"T-The grades, Professor?"
"All yours."
Creek!
As soon as Hermione heard the approval, she stood up to her feet, pushing the chair away with a loud noise. "Professor, do you have a musical apparatus? Perhaps we can all dance together and get to know each other."
The lust and immorality potion in their food should have worked their magic by now. Come on… Don't leave me waiting.
"That’s right, Hermione." Harry immediately got to his feet.
Hermione smiled, patting her skirt down and caressing her loose, brown hair to fall in place and look as charming as possible for this evening. Her pale pink dress was already revealing, being a sleeveless one-piece with a deep round neckline and a deeper round open back.
"I don't mind," Ginny reciprocated, standing from her seat. She looked charming that evening in her red dress, her fiery red hair loosely falling like silk on her sides.
Immediately after, the others followed; the last was Blaise Zabini. Slughorn didn't waste a moment either, it being a pre-decided deal with Ms. Granger. He brought out an antique, magical gramophone and started the music.
"Pick your partners," Slughorn ordered.
I can't go to him right away. Hermione thought and walked over to Cormac, the boy who was interested in her. In annoyance, she bit her lip and continuously gazed at the Professor, feeling bold and shameless from the potion she herself also took with the food. I have to move quickly and start the real evening.
Cormac was a rude braggart in her eyes, but she tolerated him. She felt his arm wrap around her waist a little too tight, pulling her body closer to his chest. She felt her breath choke at the sudden harsh pull, feeling hot from the potion's influence.
She looked up and noticed Cormac staring down at her face dreamily, like a puppy waiting for treats.
This can be a good thing. she thought as she raised herself on her toes and graced her lips on top of Cormac's. She knew not where this new personality of hers had appeared from, but she wasn't complaining. Nor was Cormac.
It was a deep, wet kiss, their tongues visibly twisting around each other's. It earned a few gasps and cheers from the others and bolstered everyone's thoughts. The last wall of decency that fought against the effects of the lust and immorality potion vanished, and perversion triumphed.
She pulled herself closer to Cormac and danced while he crouched a little and pushed one of his knees between her legs, pushing and moving her to his will, rubbing her in the most intimate way. Hermione felt hot already but had someone else in her mind for that night.
The Professor is dancing alone. She noticed and began pulling Cormac along without him realizing, and finally reached close to Slughorn. But she didn't stop until she could feel Slughorn's body behind herself.
"Sorry, Professor." Cormac noticed and tried to move away.
Just then, Hermione turned around and began dancing with Slughorn, allowing him to support her waist as her hand clasped his other hand while placing another on his shoulder. He was taller than her and had a dad-bod, something she didn't find repulsive somehow.
"Let's change partners," Hermione suggested and allowed Cormac to look around to snatch one of the twins since Harry and Ginny were too into it, already kissing and hugging each other like no tomorrow.
I can't wait anymore. She told herself and removed any gap that remained between her and Professor Slughorn. She made sure to press her pert mounds on his chest, hidden under his coat, while she allowed him to squeeze her thin waist and squeeze her flesh gently. His rising erection was also felt, probing on her belly. I want to see it… touch it… What?
The new personality constantly overpowered her, but rarely did she find a reason to refute, overshadowed by the potion's effects again.
"Professor…" She muttered and secretly moved her hand from Slughorn's shoulder to between his thighs, cupping the erection in his pants. Already squeezed between their rubbing bodies, the increased pressure heightened Slughorn's arousal. Just what Hermione desired—to please him, her teacher. "Can I… reach in?"
She noticed Slughorn licking his lips and looking at her with deep hunger. Of course, he wasn’t in his prime, but he was still a powerful wizard with great potion talents. He still had plenty of tricks to satisfy women, and she knew it.
"According to the plan, Ms. Granger," Slughorn replied, smiling and relishing in her wild fondling of his erection.
Hermione felt hot between her legs, a steaming need arising. She looked deeply into Slughorn's eyes and whispered teasingly. "I’ve planned a gift for you."
"What are you waiting for?"
She sucked in a cold breath and looked behind, towards Harry and Ginny, snogging while dancing. Wasting no time, she left Slughorn and went towards the couple, snatching Ginny away from Harry, dancing with their bodies almost rubbing on each other's.
"Wanna make Harry yours?" She asked mischievously.
Ginny blushed, the hint of freckles vivid on her cheeks as she smiled and nodded. The red, one-piece, knee-length, sleeveless dress she had worn that evening was just what Hermione had personally picked for her.
"Then do what I do with Cormac. Follow my lead, and Harry will forever be yours," Hermione added and left her back in Harry's arms, moving onto Cormac again and letting him embrace her tightly, a little harshly. He was just like that.
"Kiss me!" She ordered him while biting her lip and rubbing her hand on Cormac's groin. "Show me what you got."
Get ready for your gift, Professor.
As she felt Cormac's lips touch hers, she couldn't help but feel excited to see her plans slowly come to fruition. This time, she never closed her eyes and kept glancing at Harry and Ginny to ensure she followed her lead.
"Umm…" She moaned as she felt Cormac's hand go down from her waist and roughly grip her ass and knead. "Oh, you're so good…"
She knew her potions had worked like magic, and now she simply needed to lead the night to its true peak. Another glance around, and she noticed Ginny also secretly rubbing Harry's crotch. But beyond that, she saw Blaise Zabini sandwiched between the twins, Flora Carrow and Hestia Carrow, who were licking his face and neck, rubbing themselves on him.
Meanwhile, Melinda Bobbin was dancing with Slughorn, her voluptuous perfect melons squeezed between them.
This is it. Hermione smiled and squeezed both her hands into the gap between her and Cormac. And, with a teasing grin and blush on her face, she lowered his zipper. Then she eased one hand inside his pants, tugged her fingers under the waistband of his underwear, and grabbed his hard and throbbing shaft, so hot and soft that she almost felt her legs turn into noodles.
"Hermione!" Cormac groaned her name at her secret touch. He felt confident, and placed a palm on her pert mounds, giving them a gentle squeeze. In response, Hermione did the same with his member, squeezing it dangerously and rubbing her thumb roughly on his sensitive head.
"Cormaaaaac~" She whispered his name sultrily. "Won't you show me your… cock?"
"Y-Yes… yes, yes… yesss~" Cormac lost himself and frantically started moving, fumbling his pants on the belt of his pants.
Within a few short seconds, he shoved his pants down, kicked his shoes away, and threw away his garments and underwear. "H-Here!"
She giggled and fell on her knees immediately while giving Ginny a look. Sure enough, she proudly nodded when Ginny took matters into her own hands and imperiously unhooked Harry's pants and pushed them down with his white underwear. He was rock-hard, and she instantly began stroking it, being experienced.
But Hermione had other plans. Instead of stroking Cormac, she placed her palms behind his hips and shoved her face down on his fiery need. He was big, but not big enough. And even when she felt her nose touch his hairy pelvis, she didn't feel like gagging.
Her throat succumbed to the infiltration still, pulsating and squeezing just as her cheeks were sucked inside. Her tongue pressed under the base of his shaft, making it tight for him. She began bobbing her head in no time, earning unhinged moans from the man… but she felt that calling him a ‘boy’ was more fitting.
"Ummm… ungh…" Hermione slurped without holding back until her saliva gathered at the base of his shaft and dripped with long, nasty, audible, sticky drops, ruining her dress. Tugging with her lips and pushing in with a tight clench, she made Cormac curl his toes as he ruined her lipstick.
"Ah… H-Hermione-eeeh…" Cormac moaned with his eyes closed, arching his neck towards the ceiling and his hands clawing her bushy brown hair. "I'm about to…"
"Mmmm…" She went harder at that and made him quiver in her depraved face hole. She squeezed him with the full suction of her mouth, sinking her cheeks inward at the unbridled intensity. "Unhmm…"
"Ugh… Fuck!"
That was it. Cormac couldn't hold it in anymore. She saw him arch his back and thrust into her mouth violently. On her tongue, between her lips, she felt the sensation of something moving, a wave of splendor that seemingly rose from within and finally burst into seeds of ecstasy.
Ghk! Ghk!
Hermione clenched her lips tight near the end of his swollen knob and made sure none of his white nectar fell out. The whole time, she stared up, but disappointedly didn't find Cormac looking down at her. It annoyed her, but she continued and slowly pulled her lips away from him while sucking every stain off his cock, keeping all that he oozed sealed in her mouth.
"Merlin's beard…" Cormac groaned as he felt liberated from her clutches and fell to the ground with a thud, laying down on his back and gasping for breath.
Right then, Hermione glanced at Ginny and felt delighted to see Ginny going deep with Harry's cock, choking herself on his ample length and girth. Her red hair fluttered wildly with the rapid bobbing of her head, and just when Hermione noticed Harry was about to come, a mischievous grin formed on her lips.
This is for cheating in the Potions class, Harry.
"Ah!"
A sudden moan echoed. Hermione looked and noticed others had also gotten wild with their heated desires and lowered morality. The twins had ditched their dresses almost entirely, and only their panties remained as both of them pleased Blaise on their knees. Meanwhile, Professor Slughorn was the most pitiful, as he only got to knead Melinda Bobbin's mounds and claim her lips.
Not for long, Professor. This night is a gift from me to you. Hermione reaffirmed her will to please the man and moved her knees to Harry and Ginny.
"Oh my, Harry gave you a lot," she teased Ginny, noticing Harry had coated her throat white to the point of leaking down her chin. "Drink it… I'll help."
"What?"
Before Ginny could say anything, Hermione slammed her lips on her and forced her tongue in.
She sucked a little, taking Harry's cum from what was likely his first blowjob. Being nasty and sloppy, she let it fall out a little and smeared it on Ginny's face while drinking it, making her do the same.
"Umm… Mmm… Yum," she muttered and began kissing Ginny sensually, touching her all around her sexy red dress.
The potion had shown its magic, and Hermione felt Ginny responding quickly. That was the cue, and she lifted Ginny's dress up from her tight hips, revealing her black thongs to all, contrasting her milky white thighs and belly.
Not stopping there, she shoved her hand in and brushed two of her fingers on her cunny, rubbing her petals and the little nub of heated desire.
"Ah, Hermione… St-ahp!" Ginny squirmed on her hand, but kissed back all the same.
"Hehe… No," Hermione giggled and looked to her side at Harry, who still stood close to them with shocked eyes. She lifted her free hand and grabbed Harry's flaccid cock. Pulling him closer, she moved her lips to capture him, all to Ginny's further shock. "Help me get Harry up again."
Harry was stunned, and so was Ginny. But it only lasted a moment as Hermione began taking off her dress completely while moving her head on Harry's growing erection, keeping him so wet and clenched tight that he had to place his hands on both of the girls.
Ginny felt a tinge of jealousy and shoved her mouth forward. She started licking Harry's dangling balls as if seeking any opportunity to take his shaft in her mouth.
The music continued in the room, but nobody was dancing anymore. Hermione took off her entire dress and unclasped her bra before throwing it away. Right then, she passed Harry's cock to Ginny, and began forcing Ginny's dress down her shoulders, and bunched it around her midriff. She clawed off her matching black bra, threw it away, and started licking her pert breasts with tight pink buds adorned with small areolas.
"Ummmh… Hmmm…"
Good, she's getting ready. Hermione continued to lick Ginny's breasts while one of her hands teased her slit until she was dripping wet with wild juices. The scent of sex and their resulting nectar was all that she could smell at that moment, and it made her feel intoxicated, more bolstered to take drastic steps.
"He's good now," she claimed, pushing Harry away to kiss Ginny again. But this time, she had a purpose.
Leading her with her hands, she made Ginny stand up and pushed her back while keeping her lips locked. All the way to the now empty and clean round dining table with its chairs removed.
"Oh!"
Hermione ignored Ginny's yelp and made her fall on the table, her back hitting the cold wood, her hips hanging from the edge, knees curved up and wide open. Hermione wasted no time and pulled her black panties off, revealing her tight, pale brown molten need, sticky and wet with desire.
"Harry is one lucky guy," Hermione mumbled with a teasing smile and clawed her fingers on Ginny's milky, feathery inner thighs to open up her legs wider. Then, she leaned in from her waist and began eating Ginny out with intense, resounding slurps.
"Ah, ah… no!" Ginny still struggled despite her mind being filled with sexual desire. It was her unconscious mind trying to reason with the situation, but constantly losing.
"Harry!" Hermione looked behind and ordered him, "Don't just stand there. Do to me what I’m doing to Ginny."
Lost in heat, Harry came behind her and gulped. Without her dress, her naked back was looking hot with her hourglass figure. Her supple hips were tightly clenched within the thongs, and he couldn't wait to see what was inside.
"Take it off, quick!" Hermione groaned and quickly felt Harry's cold finger tugging her waistband and pulling the underwear down all the way to her knees, falling to her feet. She stepped out before spreading her legs wide. "Eat me… Harry!"
Harry crouched down on his knees and placed his palms on her ass. She felt warm and soft as silk, but when he spread her wide, he felt his cock throb with a savage need. So pink and perfect, like a hidden valley of pure ecstasy, coated in her juices.
"Oh!" Hermione moaned as soon as Harry shoved his face into her slit. His round glasses felt particularly cold on her skin. "H-Ah… Harder… Haaahry…"
The harder Harry went, Hermione went even wilder on Ginny. The redhead almost lost herself to carnal desire, swaying her head left and right and clawing her nails on the table. Her moans were the loudest, so much that it aroused all the others.
Sputtering and squelching noises came from Hermione's mouth as well as her rear, where Harry diligently pleasured her until she felt her knees going weak. However, she could control her release masterfully, thanks to the extra potion, but that wasn’t the case for Ginny.
"Ah, ah… Ooooh! Hermione… move b-aaah!" Ginny began to quiver and pant hard, her hips involuntarily jumping in wild spasms. Hermione knew what was coming and withdrew her face, only using her fingers to probe Ginny and tease her clitoris.
"Let yourself loose, Ginny."
And Ginny did exactly that. A peak so intense, she didn't just climax but squirted with great intensity, her juices spraying out like it was something else. Hermione quickly moved away, leaving a confused Harry behind, who got soaked in Ginny's love juices.
"Hehe… so romantic," Hermione giggled and wearily lied down right beside Ginny in a similar fashion, back on the table, ass hovering over the edge and her pussy parted open. "Everyone!"
She had something wild in her mind.
"The one who makes me come the fastest will get to have me for a week—wherever you want, however you want, whenever you want—I'll be all yours."
"What?!" Harry worriedly looked at her, being the closest. "Are you sure? Isn't tha—"
Why is he still so sane? I put some extra potion in his food. Hermione worriedly asked herself and stared at him.
"Then, why don't you save me, my best friend?" She grinned and asked. "Make me come, Harry, and save me from the rest."
"Move away!" Cormac had just regained some energy and tried to stand up.
"No." Harry didn't want Hermione to be turned into a fucktoy and moved himself between her spread legs. His cock was already hard as a rock, so he immaturely guided it to her slit. But Hermione held his knob with two fingers from the side and placed it where he needed to push in.
"Go, Harry—save me, save Hermione… Save your best friend!"
"Uuuungh!" Harry did exactly that. It was literally his first time having sex, so he had no clue he was supposed to go slow. He drove hard into Hermione, shoving all of his length in.
"Aaargh!" Hermione clenched her teeth and arched her back on the table. It was rough, and she wasn't used to it. "Fff—"
Tap! Tap!
Hermione slammed her hand on the table with the rush of pleasure filling her. Harry felt hotter than she expected. She reckoned it was more psychological as well since they had been best friends for so long. His delightful girth splitting her walls with the fierce pumps brought her to the edge. The sensation of his gliding skin coated with her love juice excited her to pinch her own little buds.
Oh… Professor… I can't forget the goal.
With great effort, she looked up and noticed Slughorn receiving a blowjob from the brown-haired petite Carrow twins.
"P-Professor, ah…" She tried to speak coherent words. "While you wait for a turn…"
While saying that, she looked at Harry and raised her hands toward him with needy eyes, to which he responded, leaning on top of her and licking her heaving peaks.
"While you-uh wait, I'm sure Ginny will be happy to help."
Slughorn's eyes brightened instantly, and he left the twins right there. His pants were already off, and he wasted no time in removing his blazer and shirt, getting fully naked. He wasn't the best of the lot in looks, but when his heated rod came into everyone's view, he was undoubtedly the best in the room—magic potions were one hell of a thing.
"What?"
Ginny tried to react but felt Slughorn grab her legs with his hands already and pull her ass near the edge for better placement. The ever-present smile on his face and one squinting eye stared at Ginny with pure lust.
"Thank you, dear," Slughorn said and pushed in. "Tight!"
"Aaaagh… P-Proff…"
Slughorn pressed on her knees, split them further apart, and eased further in. It wasn’t easy, he felt; but the view of the fiery hot redhead, her slender body, the tight nipples, and that alabaster skin threw him into a frenzy. He pulled back a little and shoved all the way in.
"Oh," Slughorn exclaimed in surprise as he looked down where his manhood claimed his young student. "You were a virgin?"
There was a little blood mixed with slimy nectar oozing from her sex. Slughorn didn't feel surprised, honestly, but that did make him realize something, making him glance at Hermione right beside him with an appreciative look.
Your Welcome. Hermione only moved her lips without a voice. This was it, the gift she had prepared for the Professor. An early Christmas gift, possibly. What could be better than the purity of one of the hottest girls in Gryffindor?
"Ah, Harry!" Hermione let the Professor enjoy the young Weasley girl. "Save me, my Harry."
She looked to her side on the table. Ginny's shoulder was almost touching hers as she was violently thrust up on the table. Her mouth was being invaded by Slughorn's fingers, while mounds by his mouth. There was a hint of confused tears in the corner of the young redhead's eyes, and Hermione couldn't help but love the sight of it.
She looked back up at Harry, who, albeit fucking her quite well, was now more focused on Ginny's crazed moans, watching her being shagged. She loved seeing Harry stare at the Professor's girthy, long shaft impaling Ginny’s tightness so well that it turned swollen and red.
My payback finally arrived, Harry. I worked so hard… But I want more. So much more.
"Ah, Ah, yesss… Harry, fuck harder," she moaned in satisfaction but held her climax hidden.
"Ugh! Hermione!" Harry almost fell on her body and clenched her frame tightly. With hunger, he pushed deep into her pussy and came for a second time with panting breaths and wild shudders of his body. He had turned utterly sweaty, so much that even his glasses fell onto her mounds.
"Oh no," Hermione faked being sad. "You couldn't save me, Harry."
"Heh, move away, Potter!" Cormac came running right then. He pushed Harry back and shoved his cock in Hermione before she could prepare herself. No rhythm, no romance, no technique. He pumped himself at great speed.
Hermione felt it, but it almost felt like an obligation rather than actual fun. Or perhaps she just felt repulsed by the boy, too confident for his own good. And as expected, he came in less than five minutes.
"I’ll own you for the entire week." Blaise Zabini came over then, bare naked, showcasing his toned and muscular dark skin. His cock stood erect, considerably larger than Harry's. "Hermione Granger, get ready to be Slytherin's fucktoy next week."
"Ummm…." Hermione pressed her lips together and, for the first time, closed her eyes. She could control herself, but with Blaise's size, it was hard, and from the way he moved, it wasn't his first time.
Long and deep plunges into her sweltering heat spread her pussy like nothing else. Already feeling sore after Harry’s thrusts, Blaise easily turned it up a notch.
"Oh, oh, oh… that's it… I can feel it!" She quivered at the ten-minute mark under Blaise's relentless pounding. So many different cocks in one day. She felt nasty, and she liked it.
But just then, she remembered something and looked up. Harry was standing behind them alone, watching Slughorn still ramming his cock in Ginny, having turned her into a fucking mess, turning her overall skin red as her hair with the rush of blood and pleasure.
Serves you right for cheating.
"Oh dear, oh dear."
What happened? Hermione forgot Blaise was still fucking her and looked at Ginny. Slughorn had pulled out of her and looked rather apologetic.
"Forgive me, Ms. Weasley. At this age, it becomes quite hard to control. I came quite a lot inside of you."
That much?! Hermione, even from her position, could notice the thick blobs of white dripping out of Ginny and falling to the floor. She was left on the table, almost like an unconscious fuckdoll with no reaction. What potions did he drink? I must ask him later.'
"Ugh!" Blaise groaned and finished up inside Hermione just then, once again failing the task.
"Oh, don't mind me, Ms. Granger," Slughorn mumbled and stepped just a little to the side to stand between Hermione's spread legs. He flicked his hand, and his wand came flying to him, which he again flicked and easily cleaned Hermione's body. "Better now."
He's not going to go easy on me. Hermione could already tell that Slughorn had liked her little present.
"Girls," Slughorn looked at the Carrow identical twins and Melinda Bobbin. "What are you waiting for? The table is round, and the boys are recovering."
The three girls understood the meaning and ditched all their clothes. They lay down on the circular table, copying Hermione.
"I'll take the redhead," Cormac tried to go towards Ginny this time.
"No." Harry again blocked him and went first. He eased himself into the young and the most loved Weasley of the family. But, to his dismay, she didn't show any reaction. However, he had made up his mind not to give her up to anyone else for the rest of the night.
But right beside him, Slughorn was once again fucking Hermione's brains out. He shoved his cock with such passion and force that it almost felt unbelievable for a man of his age. The moans that Hermione produced were simply pure, wild ecstasy.
"Ah, yes, yes, yesssss… fuck me… so deep and hard, Professor—I'll be your slut for the week! I'll be your fuckhole anywhere you want," Hermione roared into her longing climax. The man she had been trying to please this entire time was bigger than all, and girthier. She loved the feeling of fullness deep within, teasing as far as her cervix. "S-Spread me wider… everyday… Ummmm, deeper, faster… Ffffuck~"
It was as if Slughorn was fully weighing himself on top of her with his bullish pumps, making the entire table vibrate. The other girls being fucked felt the heated intensity, too, and began moaning, even the expressionless twins.
Hermione finally let go as she clawed her fingers on Slughorn's chest. Her legs wrapped around the Potions Professor as her fiery, shattering release squelched out of her depth and bubbled from the corners from the tantalizing touch of his cock's girth in her walls.
"I won," Slughorn proclaimed.
Hermione giggled and nodded profusely, opening her arms wide to welcome the man. "Take me, Professor."
She felt Slughorn lean down and kiss her face rather warmly and intensely. He licked her from her forehead to her chin before licking her lips and sucking her tongue. The entire time, he never stopped pumping into her.
Hermione felt so hot, wanting to be nothing but his cum dumpster. Wanting nothing but to be filled by this man in both her holes and fucked silly.
"Did you like the gift, Professor?" She asked in a low whisper.
Slughorn smiled and gripped both her breasts harshly. "Loved it, used it, and left it—nothing compares to my most favorite student."
"Hehe," Hermione giggled and wrapped her arms around the Professor's neck. "This student is yours for the week."
"For life," Slughorn corrected her and pumped hard, and rested deep within as he came with splendor and filled her up with his white, thick cum, combined with a potion that only made Hermione fall into deep arousal and instantly come again.
"W-What doh you-ugh mean, P-Professor?" Hermione tried to ask. But, she only saw him move on from her to the petite twins as Blaise Zabini and Cormac had already finished with them and had fallen unconscious on the floor from the unplanned, intense activity. However, the girls were still awake.
Hermione watched in her soreness as Slughorn shoved his still-erect cock in the petite Hestia Carrow. He was so huge that she could notice the cock moving under her thin belly. But at the same time, Slughorn made Flora Carrow get off the table and go behind him to lick his balls and eat his ass.
One after another, she watched the Potions Professor come inside the twins multiple times until they also fell unconscious. But after that, Slughorn moved right away to the big-titted Melinda Bobbin and fucked her face first with her heavy mounds in the middle. He then claimed her thick ass from behind and finally came in her slutty slit. Then he threw her unresponsive body to the floor.
What potion did he drink?! He's still fully erect! Hermione questioned again and again, wondering what was happening. But at the same time, as she felt her senses returning a little, she questioned the second personality that had appeared. This depravity? How did I fall into this?
"We have the entire night, Ms. Granger." Slughorn came over to her again and climbed the table this time. He laid down on it and gestured for Hermione to get on top.
Oh, I want to fuck him so bad. She seemingly forgot the questions in her mind a moment ago, got on top of the Professor's belly, and slid down onto his cock.
"Ah! So big!" She allowed the entire length to sink in at first, wanting to feel that heat filling her so well. "Oh! Proff—"
She fell forward on the Professor's chest as the man clenched her perky tits and pulled her down. The sensation of her hair being caressed and grabbed forcefully intensified the motion of her hips while her hungry eyes stared at the man under her.
"Ms. Granger, I hope that book is helping you well."
Book? Hermione's brows furrowed at first, flickering with each plunge of her hips on him. T-The one I picked from the Restricted Section?
"Yes, I wrote it," Slughorn revealed, shocking her. "It was an experiment to test the connection between one's mind and the study of potion."
Pa!
"Ah!" Hermione cried out when the Potions Professor slapped her ass.
"Ms. Granger, I had forgotten it was still sitting in the library. But I must say, this is the second time I have been this lucky for the best possible student to have picked it," Slughorn revealed and began thrusting his hips up.
Hermione bounced on him in abandon, albeit her mind filled with some questions, along with intense waves of pleasure. Her hair messily swayed, just like her breasts. Her hips clapped against the heated pumps of his girthy cock with veins so swollen they added to the pleasure.
"Ummmmmmm… Professor… W-Who… was the… Ffffffuck!"
She couldn't finish her question as Slughorn came inside her once again, throwing her into a frantic explosion of her own.
Slughorn still didn't go weak and sat up. "On all fours, Ms. Granger."
"Yes, Professor." She could only think about pleasing this man. Give him anything he desires; do whatever he tells her to.
In no time, Slughorn claimed her pussy from behind as Hermione got on her knees and elbows.
With her ass raised up, Slughorn also pulled on a handful of her hair, increasing the tension. But the sound of the clapping thrusts was what made the scentful room more arousing.
God, I love his cock! This is the best… This is my life… I want him forever! Hermione lost herself to the second voice.
"Ms. Granger, perhaps you can help me gather some exotic materials from Hagrid tomorrow," Slughorn suggested, almost scaring her. "Of course, these holes belong to me, but your tongue… that can be helpful."
"I-ugh… Anything you say, Professor… I'm all yours…"
She felt so aroused and lost that even if he paraded her pussy to every guy and made them fuck her for free, she’d do it. All she could think about was to follow this man.
"That you are," Slughorn muttered in delight and noticed something. "Potter seems to have dozed off too. Prepare Ms. Weasley after this. I'm not done with her… it's truly a charming night to let it waste."
"Yes, Professor." Hermione couldn't even think of saying no anymore. But she could still ask questions. "W-Who was… the first… Professor?"
"Ugh!" Slughorn slapped her ass and dug his nails into her perfectly plump asscheeks while shoving his cock hard, letting all his cum accumulate in a frothy mess that dripped in long strains of slime.
"Ah, ah… unnn… Please… oh, tell me…" Hermione pleaded and raised her ass further up. "Pleeeease~"
Slughorn stopped pumping and let his shaft explode once again, leaving his tip resting deep inside to coat her swollen, aching, sore pussy white.
Finally feeling just a little tired, he fell down on Hermione's body, pressing on her entirely and kissing all over her neck and pristine back.
"The first?" He muttered and looked at Harry Potter's unconscious body on the floor. "Of course, who else but one of my favorites… Lily Potter, or should I say Lily Evans."
What? Then… So that's how she became so renowned in potions? Hermione realized the hidden truth and felt excited. Then I can also be a renowned potion master like her? No… more than her?
"Ms. Granger, prepare Ms. Weasley and clean yourself."
Hermione merrily crawled over to Ginny and cleaned her, and then herself. She woke the young Weasley with a few potions and made her impale herself on the Professor's resting cock, while she sat on Professor’s face and let him eat her cleaned pussy out.
Anything for you, Professor. She told herself again and again. Anything, anytime, anywhere.
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Lord Mehmeh
Bro if possible can you do a Lilly Slughorn
