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Hermione learns the art of seduction CH.2
🕑 Added 2023-02-26 14:03:03 +0000 UTCAfter two days had passed, Hermione Granger made her way slowly toward the empty classroom on the fifth-floor corridor. Uncertain of the exact meeting time, she had deliberated over when to arrive to meet Harry. Unfortunately, before he'd left, Harry hadn't given her an exact time, leaving her to assume that he intended for them to meet at the same time as their last encounter.
As Hermione opened the classroom door, she let out a deep breath of relief. Harry was nowhere to be seen. 'This is perfect,' she thought to herself. Harry's absence provided her with the opportunity to think about her situation in private and determine where she wanted to go from here.
Feeling slightly less nervous than before, Hermione stepped inside the classroom and closed the door behind her. As she took in the empty classroom, her eyes immediately went to the spot where she had given Harry a handjob. Hermione blushed as she remembered the sticky mess he had left on her face that day, and how she had to apply multiple cleaning charms to get it all off her clothes and her face.
Hermione walked up to the front desk and took a seat. As she settled in to wait for Harry's arrival, her mind wandered back to the events of two days prior.
Once Harry had finished and left Hermione alone in the classroom, she had quickly cleaned herself up before heading back to her dormitory. The rest of her evening was spent in deep contemplation, replaying the events of the day over and over in her mind. It took a couple of hours of introspection, but eventually, Hermione came to a surprising realization: she had actually enjoyed what had happened. In fact, it was one of the main reasons why she had decided to return to the classroom today in the first place.
Hermione snapped out of her reverie and jumped a little in her seat as Harry swung the door open, catching her off guard.
"Oh, you're already here?" He asked Hermione in surprise, noticing her seated at the front desk. "I wasn't sure you'll come."
Hermione hastily got up from her chair. "I'm sorry. I hope I'm not too early," she asked Harry nervously, ruining a hand through her bushy brown hair.
Harry chuckled and shook his head. "No, you're right on time. Anyway, it was my mistake. I should've given you an exact time," he responded, closing the door behind him as he entered the room.
The two of them gazed at each other for a few moments until Harry broke the silence with a chuckle. "Shall we get started?" he asked, prompting a nervous giggle from Hermione.
"What do you have in mind?" she inquired, curious.
As he walked towards her, Harry's gaze traveled up and down Hermione's figure, and he couldn't help feeling a tinge of disappointment. Despite it being a lazy Saturday, she was still wearing her Hogwarts uniform. As a result, all her lovely, natural curves were hidden underneath her baggy school robes.
Hermione noticed Harry grimacing at her and felt a sudden pang of self-consciousness. "Is something wrong?" she asked tentatively.
Harry snapped out of his trance at Hermione's question. He met her gaze and decided to be honest with her. "You really need to update your wardrobe, Granger. Your current clothes things aren't doing you any favors," he told her candidly.
Hermione felt a pang of defensiveness at Harry's blunt critique. "What do you mean? These are my school robes. I wear them every day," she replied, crossing her arms across her chest.
Harry's left eye twitched at Hermione's answer and he threw his hands up in frustration. "And you don't see anything wrong with that? Why are you even wearing your school robes on a Saturday, anyway?" he asked, his confusion evident.
Hermione shrugged. "No particular reason. I guess I just found them comfortable."
Harry couldn't help but curse quietly under his breath. "Merlin's beard, Granger! Wearing comfortable clothes isn't going to help you win Weasley back. You need to look confident and alluring, so he can't take his eyes off of you," he said firmly, hoping his words would make her understand.
Hermione thought about it for a second before she realized Harry was right. "You're right. I'll do better," she promised.
Harry nodded in agreement. "Good," He said firmly. However, Hermione's next action caught him off guard as she grabbed robes and suddenly pulled them off of her body.
"How about this? Do I look better now?" Hermione asked Harry hesitantly, seeking his opinion.
Unfortunately for her, Harry somehow managed to look even more disdainful of her plain red shirt and denim jeans.
Desperate to change Harry's opinion, Hermione nervously unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt before looking up at him. "Does that make me look sexy?" she asked as she showed him a little cleavage, hoping that would meet his approval.
Harry pretended to consider it for a moment before shaking his head once again. "I don't think that's quite enough, Granger," he said, looking thoughtful. "You know what? I have an idea. Take off the rest of your clothes. Let me see what exactly I'm working with here," he told Hermione.
Hermione's body became rigid in disbelief at Harry's suggestion. She couldn't believe that he had really just asked her that. Still, in the end, it wasn't like she had too much option.
With Harry's eyes glued to her form, Hermione undid the remaining buttons of her shirt and then smoothly slipped it off her body. A few seconds later, she did the same thing with her denim jeans, sliding them down her long legs until they pooled around her ankles before stepping out of them.
Hermione blushed as Harry Potter looked at her while she stood before him, clad only in her undergarments. Despite her sense of embarrassment, a feeling of pride engulfed Hermione's chest as she noticed the way his eyes were glued to her figure.
Harry licked his lips in desire as he stared at Hermione's tight, young form. The Gryffindor witch was slim and beautiful, with tits considerably more ample than he had expected! Looking down, his eyes raked over her smooth, flat belly before coming to a stop on her wide, womanly hips.
"Merlin's beard, Granger!" Harry said to Hermione, whistling appreciatively. "I had no idea you were hiding such a sexy figure underneath your clothes."
Hermione's face turned a brilliant shade of red at Harry's compliment. No one had ever called her sexy before. "Do you really think so?" she inquired timidly.
Harry affirmed Hermione's question with a nod and closed the distance between them, standing in front of her.
Hermione gulped nervously as she realized just how close they were all of a sudden. Harry's face was just inches away from hers and the look in his eyes promised that he was planning on doing something dangerous.
Harry was starting to get a little impatient now. With Hermione almost naked in front of him, he was feeling so goddamn horny right now. In the end, Harry decided to just fuck it. And took a huge gamble.
Hermione's breath hitched in surprise as Harry raised his hands up and placed them on her bra-covered breasts. Unbidden, a quiet moan slipped past her lips as her body tingled in pleasure.
Harry grinned when Hermione didn't raise a fuss and instead let out a low moan of pleasure. Feeling a lot more daring now, he touched her breasts more firmly and even started squeezing them a little.
Hermione bit her lip to keep from moaning like a whore as Harry touched her bra-covered breasts and squeezed them gently. However, she couldn't help but let out a squeak of panic when he suddenly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.
Harry grinned in satisfaction as Hermione's bra slipped off her shoulders and fell onto the floor. His eyes immediately focused on her large, naked breasts as they broke free of their confines and jiggled back and forth.
Hermione squealed as she realized what had just happened. Red-faced in embarrassment, she immediately tried to cover her naked chest. However, before she could do that, Harry grabbed her hands and stopped her. "Don't. You look beautiful, Hermione," he said to her in a sincere voice, looking deep into her eyes.
Hermione hesitated before deciding to trust Harry. She pulled her arms down by her side and fidgeted on the spot as Harry gazed at her naked breasts.
Harry's mouth became a little dry as he stared at Hermione's naked tits. Her large C-cup breasts were more than a nice handful yet still managed to come across as perky. Her nipples, meanwhile, were perfectly round and pink in color. And even as Harry watched, they grew and became stiff right in front of his eyes.
Hermione blushed furiously as she looked up into Harry's eyes and realized just how dark they were. Clearly, it was proof that she wasn't the only one who was feeling a little lustful right now. Hermione's breathing intensified as Harry suddenly leaned closer and captured her lips in a toe-curling kiss.
Hermione moaned into Harry's mouth as his hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. Closing her eyes with a sigh of satisfaction, she allowed his tongue to slip inside her mouth as he kissed her passionately.
After he had finished devouring her mouth, Harry broke the kiss and moved down to her neck. Hermione's eyes fluttered as he kissed, licked, and nipped at her tender, graceful neck before moving down to take one of her pert nipples in his mouth.
Harry flicked his tongue over Hermione's hardened nub, tasting her flavor. "Oh Fuck! That feels so good," moaned Hermione, arching her back and pressing her large tits deeper into Harry's mouth.
By the time, Harry was finally finished sucking on her nipples, Hermione's breasts were completely covered in his saliva. Letting go of her hard nipple with a wet popping sound, he moved back up and started kissing her ear.
Hermione found herself really getting into it and began moaning as Harry nibbled on her earlobe while squeezing her wide hips at the same time.
"God, you have such a sexy body, Granger," Harry growled against Hermione's ear as his hands cupped her sexy bottom.
A few seconds later, Hermione was left feeling a little confused as Harry suddenly stepped away from her. However, before she could ask him what he was doing, Harry pulled down his zipper and whipped out his dick from within his trousers. "Come on, Granger. Show me what you've got," he said to Hermione, giving her a challenging smirk.
Hermione was so freaking horny right now. Crazed with lust, she didn't stop to think about what she was doing. Her eyes simply zeroed in on Harry's dick and she realized she wanted to taste him. With her goal set in her mind, she quickly went down on her knees and eagerly wrapped her lips around Harry's purple tip.
Harry moaned and arched his back as Hermione took him into her mouth and started sucking him off. Running his fingers through her bushy, brown hair, he gently scratched her scalp.
Hermione moaned against Harry's sensitive tip as she felt the wonderful sensation of his fingers scratching at her scalp. She closed her eyes for a moment and relished the feeling. However, soon, her focus shifted to bringing pleasure to her partner, and so, she started sucking his cock like she did most things, with her full effort into it.
Harry watched, eyes half closed in pleasure as Hermione bobbed her pretty, little head up and down on his penis. Her tongue, meanwhile, also kept itself busy, wiggling around the underside of his shaft, making his body tremble all over. On top of all that, as if things weren't already hot enough to make him lose his mind, her mouth was also making beautiful wet, slurping sounds as she sucked his large dick.
Soon, Hermione's efforts started to pay dividends as Harry felt his balls tighten in pleasure and he started bucking his hips, trying to make himself go deeper into her mouth.
Hermione felt Harry beginning to thrust into her mouth and she realized he was going to cum. Eager to receive the fruit of her efforts, she quickly wondered if he was going to finish in her mouth. She had never swallowed jizz before. She wondered what it would taste like.
Harry's back arched and spurt after spurt of his thick, hot cum started sliding down her gullet. Hermione swallowed it down as fast as she could but before she could even catch her breath, another wave of it surged forward, taking her by surprise. The brunette barely had a moment to recover before she had to gulp it down again. For the next half minute, Harry's warm seed kept pouring down her throat, forcing her to swallow as quickly as possible.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Harry's balls dried out. Hermione eagerly licked up the last few remaining drops that were clinging onto his shaft before allowing his member to slip out of her mouth. On his part, Harry admitted to himself that he had to give Hermione some credit. Despite having to swallow down his boatload of cum, she hadn't allowed a single drop to escape her mouth. From his personal experience, Harry knew quite well that there weren't many girls at Hogwarts who could do that.
After she had finished swallowing, Hermione smacked her lips and wiped off her mouth with the back of her hand. She then looked up at Harry and gave him a large smile.
"How do you think I did, Harry?" she asked him, looking eager for his feedback.
Harry hastily suppressed his pleased expression and adopted a haughty look as he addressed Hermione. "Not too shabby, Granger, but there's always room for improvement," he remarked, his tone dripping with arrogance.
Hermione's hopeful expression twisted into a frown before brightening suddenly. "Um, Harry, would you mind keep helping me out?" she asked, her tone bashful. "I feel like I'm really learning a lot from you."
Despite feeling a surge of excitement, Harry managed to stop himself from pumping his fist. He kept his expression under control and gave Hermione a grudging nod. "Fine. I'll help you out, Granger."
Hermione smiled at Harry's answer and rose to her feet. Swiftly, she retrieved her clothes from the ground and dressed herself.
Harry watched Hermione dress with a feeling that he could've gone further with her. Still, he consoled himself with the fact that if things stayed right on track then he'll be fucking her soon enough. Eyes lingering on Hermione's panty-clad ass, he whispered a promise to himself 'Soon'.
