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Private lessons with Harry Potter CH.2
🕑 Added 2025-03-08 05:56:58 +0000 UTCNote- All the characters are aged 18 or older.
After fleeing away from Harry and Ginny, Hermione had spent the following week in a constant state of panic, convinced that they might be lurking around the corner, waiting to ambush her and make fun of her for her actions. Fortunately, nothing of the sort had happened, as both Harry and Ginny had kept their distance from her.
Inside her head, Hermione had decided that it was best to pretend that nothing had ever happened. Ever since that day, she had been spending her every waking minute trying to keep herself busy. Unfortunately, the memories of that fateful encounter kept sliding back to the forefront of her mind whenever she paused or took a break from her studies.
As the days continued to pass without any incident, Hermione started to relax slowly. Unfortunately, just as she lowered her guard, thinking that things were back to normal, she was suddenly cornered with no means to escape.
Hermione had been diligently working on her Charms essay in the peaceful confines of her dormitory. With dinner in the Great Hall just a few minutes away, she was about to pack up her things and head downstairs when Ginny abruptly stormed into her bedroom, disrupting the calm atmosphere.
"Hermione, can I talk to you for a second?" the redhead exclaimed, slamming the door shut behind her.
Hermione was utterly taken aback by Ginny's surprised appearance. Her mind seemed to freeze, leaving her completely speechless and gaping at the redhead. Unfortunately, Ginny, mistaking her continued silence as a sign of permission, took a seat on the bed opposite her.
Noticing the apprehensive expression on Hermione's face, Ginny inquired curiously, "Is everything okay, Hermione? You seem a little nervous."
Hermione's eyes widened at Ginny's question, and she frantically shook her head. "N-no, I'm not nervous," she stammered. "I mean, why would I be? After all, there's nothing for me to be nervous about."
Ginny gave Hermione an unimpressed look. "You can quit lying, Hermione. I know you've been avoiding me and Harry."
Hermione's mouth snapped shut as embarrassment flooded her. Unfortunately, unable to find an excuse to get out of this situation, she decided to be forthright and honest.
Taking a deep breath, she said honestly, "You're right, Ginny."
Ginny's eyebrows knit together in a frown at Hermione's answer. "But why, Hermione? I mean, didn't you enjoy yourself when we were together?" she questioned her, feeling quite confused.
Hermione found herself at a loss for an answer to that question. Furthermore, she was hesitant to even consider it, for she knew deep down that if she gave it any serious thought, she would realize that she had enjoyed her time with Ginny and Harry and wanted to do it again.
Ginny fixed her gaze intently on Hermione, searching her face for a reaction. However, when she remained silent, Ginny leaned forward and gently placed her hand on top of hers. "Come on, Hermione. Don't tell me you haven't thought about us?" she said, her thumb lightly rubbing Hermione's knuckles.
Seeing the blush on Hermione's face, Ginny knew she didn't need any verbal confirmation. Satisfied with the response, she promptly rose from her bed and joined Hermione on hers with a wide grin.
Hermione became still as Ginny settled next to her on the bed. As she turned her head to the side, she caught sight of Ginny's playful grin, and her heart began to race with anticipation.
Ginny observed the hesitant look on Hermione's face and offered her a small smile. Lifting her hand, she gently brushed aside her bushy, brown hair before planting a soft kiss on the back of her neck.
Hermione let out a shuddered breath as Ginny gently pulled her hair to one side and began placing delicate kisses along her nape, sending shivers down her spine.
Hermione's words came out as a breathy whisper, her heart racing with the intensity of Ginny's kisses as they moved away from her nape and began to trail along her jawline. Despite the electrifying sensation of Ginny's lips on her skin, Hermione knew they needed to stop.
"Hold on, Ginny," she murmured, trying to control her voice, "We should slow down."
"But why, Hermione?" Ginny challenged, her lips leaving a trail of kisses along Hermione's jawline before locking eyes with her. "Are you telling me you don't want this as much as I do?"
Yet again, Hermione didn't have an answer to one of Ginny's questions. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, her gaze drifting down to Ginny's pink lips, before finally admitting defeat. "Fine. You win, Weasley," she told the redhead, pulling her in for a passionate kiss.
Ginny found herself smiling uncontrollably as Hermione pulled her in for a kiss. The sensation of their lips meeting was electric, sending a rush of warmth through both the girl's bodies. Meanwhile, Hermione couldn't help but feel proud of herself for taking this step. Savoring the feeling of their lips moving together as they shared a deep kiss, a low moan escaped Hermione as they continued to explore each other's lips.
A few seconds later, the two of them finally broke apart. Hermione allowed Ginny to push her onto her back. Lifting her legs in the air, she watched as the redhead eagerly unbuttoned her jeans before yanking them off of her body. As the lower half of her body was revealed, Hermione blushed bright pink, remembering that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath her jeans and was now fully nude from the waist below.
With a flick of her wrist, Ginny hurled Hermione's jeans to the far corner of the room before returning her focus to the girl lying on her back, studying her intently.
Ginny's breath caught in her throat as she got her first look at Hermione's completely smooth, and hairless pussy. The brunette's lower lips were a beautiful shade of pink, and were right now, puffy and reddened from her arousal. Even as she watched, Ginny could see beads of arousal dripping down the smooth skin of Hermione's thighs before sliding down onto her bed.
Hermione blushed deeply and closed her legs together as she observed Ginny's eyes staring in lust at her naked body. Unfortunately, the red-haired witch didn't seem to like that as she forced her legs open once again.
Ginny's eyes narrowed as Hermione closed her legs together, blocking her view of her beautiful, naked pussy. Unhappy by this latest development, she grabbed the girl's knees and immediately spread her legs open again.
Hermione couldn't help but feel a slight pang of irritation as Ginny forcefully spread her legs open. However, before she could open her mouth to raise a complaint, her breath hitched in surprise as Ginny's fingers started gliding upwards her pale, creamy thighs before reaching her heated center. When Ginny's fingers came into contact with her soft petals, Hermione arched her back and closed her legs together, effectively trapping the other witch's hand against her naked pussy.
Ginny held her hand against Hermione's naked twat, cupping her moistening center until her body stopped trembling. Once Hermione's breathing had turned a little easier, she immediately flicked her thumb over her clit, making her gasp out loud.
Hermione gasped out loud when Ginny flicked her thumb over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Mewling and writhing in pleasure, she spread her legs open wide, giving the redhead more room to maneuver.
Ginny grinned in satisfaction as Hermione spread her legs open for her. Placing her index and middle finger in her mouth, she covered them in her saliva before placing them against Hermione's slick entrance.
Hermione bit her bottom lip to keep from moaning like a whore as Ginny stroked her fingers up and down her wet slit before sliding them between her damp folds. Almost instantly, her body arched off the bed and she whimpered pathetically as Ginny's digits worked their way inside her tight wet, walls until she was knuckle-deep in her pussy.
Hermione held her breath as Ginny remained still for a moment before starting to slide her fingers back and forth inside her dripping pussy. Overwhelmed with pleasure, she quickly placed her right hand over her mouth, afraid of the lewd noises that escape her lips otherwise.
Ginny grinned in satisfaction as Hermione covered her mouth with her hand and started letting out muffled squeals of pleasure. Eager to hear more such noises from the brunette, she placed her thumb on her engorged clit and flicked it hard.
Hermione squealed loudly as her pussy went wild from pleasure before she bit down on her hand hard enough to draw blood.
"Are you enjoying this, Hermione? Do you like what I'm doing to you?" Ginny asked Hermione suddenly as she noticed her reaction, and started to move her fingers a little faster now.
Hermione made an unintelligible sound and nodded her head up and down rapidly. Almost automatically, her other hand went down to her large breasts and she started squeezing them harshly.
Ginny grinned, feeling more than a little pleased with Hermione's answer. "Correct answer, babe," she praised the sweet girl, before starting to finger-fuck her pussy at a mad speed.
Hermione's legs had started to shake as her orgasm built up inside her body slowly over the last few minutes. Eventually, it all became a little too much for her to handle, and finally, she felt the sweet, sweet sensation of her release when Ginny suddenly leaned down and placed her mouth over her throbbing clit. Trembling from head to toe, Hermione saw stars behind her eyes and started squirting everywhere.
Coughing and sputtering, Ginny pulled her mouth off of Hermione's engorged clit as her pussy juices squirted out of her tiny, wet slit and hit her straight in the face. However, once she had gotten over her surprise, the redhead started giggling madly. Opening her mouth wide, she quickly started to drink down as much of it as she could, while letting the rest of it splash against her beautiful face.
Finally, after almost a minute, Hermione's pussy stopped squirting her juices. Letting out a satisfied sigh, she pulled Ginny on top of her and started kissing her.
Hermione moaned as she savored the taste of herself on Ginny's tongue. The thought of further exploring this sensation was tantalizing, but any further indulgence was interrupted by a sudden and unexpected voice that seemed to come from nowhere.
"And what exactly is going on in here?" A voice asked from near the doorway.
Startled, Hermione and Ginny sprang away from each other, both their hearts racing with adrenaline. The pair turned their gaze towards the door and were taken aback to see Harry standing there. They blinked in surprise, clearly startled by his sudden appearance.
Harry looked at the girls with a raised eyebrow before closing the door behind him. "Hmm. Should I be worried that the two of you started without me?" he quipped.
Ginny let out a playful giggle before swiftly lifting herself and beginning to remove the clothes on her body. Hermione gazed at the red-haired girl for a moment before quickly following suit.
"Well, it seems like you ladies are ready to have some fun, huh?" Harry said with a wide grin, swiftly kicking off his shoes and beginning to remove his jeans and t-shirt.
Soon, Harry was standing naked in his birthday suit. Giving the girls a charming smile, he asked. "So, who would like to go first?"
Ginny didn't waste a second in responding to Harry's question. Pointing directly at Hermione, she answered, "Her. Take her first, Harry. You've already done me a million times before."
Harry paused before nodding his head in agreement. Ginny was right! He had already had her quite a few times, whereas Hermione had yet to take a ride on his joystick. "Alright, Granger. Guess you get to go first. Come on, chop-chop. Onto your back," he said, clapping his hands together.
Hermione squeaked in panic as Harry came closer to her and she saw the horse-sized dick hanging between his legs. Shaking in fear, she laid down on her back, clutching the bedsheets tightly in her fist as she realized she was about to take that thing inside of her!
As Harry crawled onto the bed and settled between Hermione's legs, he gave the nervous-looking girl a reassuring smile. "It's alright, Hermione. I promise I'll be gentle," he told her before thrusting deep inside of her.
Hermione threw her head back and moaned loudly as Harry broke through her innocence and claimed her completely. The young Gryffindor closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist as she realized she was in for a long night.
