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Hermione and Ginny get a bit more intense [orgasm delay; strapon blowjob; spanking; light dom/sub]
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Ginny ran her fingers lightly over the insides of Hermione’s thighs, getting close to her crotch but not quite getting there.
Hermione’s muscles tensed and she wiggled her hips a little. “Come on, Ginny,” she complained.
“I want you to enjoy this,” Ginny said simply.
“Well, I’m not enjoying anything right now.”
“Oh no?” Ginny leaned forward, the low light hitting her curves in just the right way. She leaned over Hermione, hot breath on her skin. Hermione shuddered. “That’s what I thought.”
Slowly, Ginny kissed her way back down Hermione’s body, hands firmly on her hips. She teased Hermione’s clit with her teeth and tongue until her moans filled the room.
Ginny brought her hand up to Hermione’s mouth who quickly sucked on her fingers with evident pleasure. Then Ginny slowly slipped one finger into Hermione, who tried to wriggle her hips, but Ginny kept her down with one hand. Ginny kept her movements slow, teasing breathy moans from Hermione but not bringing her to the edge.
“Please, Ginny, just- Oh!” Hermione said as she added a second finger, slowly pushing in and out of Hermione, filling the room with her scent. But her self-restraint was waning; she could only keep up this slow pace for so long. On the other hand, hearing Hermione beg for it was music to her ears, so she continued.
Finally, she began truly thrusting into her, finding the spot that would push Hermione over. Hermione’s breaths grew shorter, her cries louder and less coherent. “Right th- Oh my g- Ginny!”
With one last thrust, Ginny watched Hermione unravel in front of her. Her body trembled, her mouth open in a wordless cry of pleasure. Ginny felt her muscles contract around her fingers. She thrust in a few more times to give Hermione all the satisfaction she could and then smothered her in a kiss.
Hermione, still in the throes of pleasure, pulled her close and kissed her desperately, as though she wanted to meld their bodies together. Ginny wanted to touch every part of her, grabbing her face, then her breasts, her hips, her ass, all not very gently, but Hermione didn’t seem to mind.
“You’re amazing,” she breathed when they broke apart, breathing heavily.
“Didn’t I tell you you’d enjoy it?”
Hermione rolled her eyes and looked over at her. “So, what’s your pleasure tonight?”
Ginny raised her eyebrows. “Are you sure you want to ask me that?”
“I’m feeling brave and altruistic tonight.” Hermione tried to sound casual, but the almost predatory look in Ginny’s eyes made her stomach flutter.
“Alright, then,” Ginny said with a smile, sliding to the edge of the bed and opening a drawer in her dresser. Out from under a pile of underwear, she pulled a strapon, but not one Hermione had seen before. “I want you to give me a blowjob,” said Ginny, putting it on.
Hermione sat forward, leaning on her elbow, and raised an eyebrow. “What? How would that…? You know…?” She trailed off; even after all this time, expressing specific sexual things was awkward.
“Magic, Hermione,” said Ginny with a small sigh. “Now, are you going to suck my cock or not?” She stood tall and fixed Hermione with a gaze that stirred something deep inside her. Hermione slid off the bed and sank to her knees on the carpeted floor. Ginny reached down and brushed Hermione’s hair out of her face. Hermione wrapped a hand around the cock and slowly and experimentally stroked a few times. Ginny closed her eyes and breathed out slowly. Hermione smiled and upped the pace.
“This feels great and all,” said Ginny, slightly out of breath. “But I asked for a blowjob.”
“I was getting to that,” Hermione said with a small smile. She scooted closer and, locking eyes with Ginny, slowly and sloppily kissed down her stomach until she reached the strapon. Never breaking eye contact, she licked a stripe down her length and then took the cock into her mouth. Ginny made a sound somewhere between a sigh and a moan as Hermione swirled her tongue around the head.
Ginny nearly closed her eyes in pleasure, but she didn’t want to miss looking at the girl at her feet. Because Hermione was kneeling naked at her feet, looking her in the eyes with her cock in her mouth. Just the image was enough to make her moan, so with the damn amazing things Hermione was doing with her mouth, Ginny was surprised she was still on her feet.
But she wanted more, and it scared her a bit. She wanted to push the cock farther into Hermione’s mouth, wanted to see her choke on it. She wanted to see her face covered in saliva and cum. But this was their first time doing this, and she didn’t want to scare Hermione.
“Hermione?” she asked. “Do you want to, you know, make things more intense?”
Hermione pulled her mouth away, a slight gleam in her eye. “Yes, ma’am.”
Thank the ghosts of all the gay witches, Ginny thought. I’m the luckiest witch in the world. “Safeword: Ravenclaw?”
“Why not Gryffindor?”
“Because I cannot control what I say while in the throes of pleasure, Hermione.”
Hermione started to smile but stopped when she saw how Ginny’s expression changed. She looked down at Hermione’s with more intensity than before and Hermione swore that alone made her wetter just like that. Hermione lined her mouth up with Ginny’s cock and slipped about half of it past her lips. Ginny put a hand on the back of Hermione’s head and, when she nodded, thrust her hips forward, forcing her cock into Hermione’s mouth. Hermione gagged slightly but kept going, grabbing hold of Ginny’s ass as she deep-throated the strapon.
Ginny moaned as she fucked Hermione’s mouth, a carnal desire to seize, to possess, to dominate, taking over. “That’s right, you take it,” she growled. As she neared her climax, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes.
Hermione upped her pace, hollowing out her cheeks. Ginny’s grip tightened around her dark hair, a guttural moan escaping her lips.
“Right th- Oh!” Ginny reached her climax, twitching her hips against Hermione’s face a few last times as her mouth was filled with cum. Ginny’s cum, Hermione realized, thankful for the wonders of magic once more. Greedily, she swallowed it and pumped her hands around Ginny’s cock a few last times to bring her through the orgasm.
Ginny grabbed for Hermione’s face and pulled her up into a messy kiss, hazy through the pleasurable aftermath. She found her face wet with sweat and cum and spit and realized they weren’t quite done for the night. Ginny kissed Hermione greedily, nips turning to bites as her hands roamed over her ample curves.
Finally pulling away, Ginny fixed Hermione with that gaze that made her stomach tighten and heat pool in her abdomen. “On the bed, hands and knees now,” she ordered.
Hermione shuddered at her tone and quickly obeyed, positioning herself on the bed, ass and cunt presented to Ginny for easy access. Ginny knelt on the bed behind Hermione, strapon in a magical erection fueled by her own arousal.
“Do you want my cock in you?” she asked.
“Yes,” Hermione said.
Ginny slapped Hermione’s ass, hard enough for it to sting a little. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hermione corrected quickly. She looked back at Ginny.
Ginny slapped her ass again, harder this time. With satisfaction, she saw how it reddened. “Keep your head down.” Hermione quickly obeyed, and as she bent down, her cunt became more visible.
Ginny stroked her length in preparation, building up the magical lube. Then she plunged it into Hermione’s cunt in one swift motion. Hermione cried out, her voice muffled by the pillow. Ginny hesitated a moment, but Hermione said nothing more.
Letting her get accustomed to the length and girth, Ginny leaned over and growled into Hermione’s ear, “How do you wanna be fucked?”
Hermione drew a shaky breath. She knew what she wanted, and she was pretty sure that Ginny wanted to do it to her. “Hard and rough and fast,” she whispered.
Ginny grinned and rose up again. She grabbed Hermione’s hips tightly and without taking a moment, she began to thrust into her, hard and fast like she wanted.
“Oh, my g –” Hermione gasped, reaching out to grip the sheets tightly as the cock filled her cunt, pressing against every sensitive spot inside her. When Ginny pulled out, Hermione hardly had time to register the emptiness before she thrust into her again.
“You like that?” Ginny growled, slapping Hermione’s ass. “You like my cock stretching out our pussy?”
Hermione moaned, unable to form words.
“Of course you do,” Ginny slowed her pace slightly to ensure that she was filling Hermione as fully as she could. “We’ve made you into quite the little slut, haven’t we?”
Hermione pushed her hips back into Ginny, needing to feel that full feeling.
“I’ll bet you’d beg me for permission to come if I told you to.” Ginny stopped her movements, keeping her cock in Hermione’s soaked pussy.
“Please make me come, ma’am,” Hermione whined, looking back purposefully to feel the sharp sting of Ginny’s slap to her ass.
“We’ll see,” Ginny murmured, taking a moment before pulling all the way out of Ginny and thrusting in to the base of her cock. Hermione groaned into the pillow at the feeling of being filled and stretched. Ginny picked up the pace again, thrusting into Hermione at impossible speeds, the slap of skin against skin filling the room along with their mingling scents.
“Fuck, Ginny,” Hermione cried. She was close, Ginny knew, just as she neared her own climax.
“You don’t come until I say so,” Ginny ordered. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hermione rasped, fists tightening around the sheets.
Ginny upped her pace, slapping Hermione’s ass a few times for good measure, her reaction cries bringing her closer to the release she sought. She also knew that the spankings brought Hermione just as much pleasure and knew she was fighting hard to not come right now.
“Fuck, you’re so –” Ginny groaned, grip tightening on Hermione’s hips, her nails digging into the skin. She came in a wave of fire, exploding from deep within her. Even in the throes of pleasure, she fucked Hermione as hard as she could, her cum filling Hermione’s cunt.
“Ginny?” Hermione begged. “Can I…?”
“Not yet,” grunted Ginny, slapping her ass, half wondering how long she could tease Hermione.
Eventually, she slowed her thrusts, filling Hermione’s cunt with every movement. Hermione’s muscles were all taut from trying to stave off an orgasm for so long. She whimpered.
“Do you want to come?” Ginny cooed.
Hermione nodded vigorously. “Yes, m- aah… Yes, ma’am, please.”
“Well,” Ginny drew out the word, slowly bringing her hand down to Hermione’s clit. “You did ask nicely.” She drew slow circles around the pleasure bud. “You may come for me.”
The combination of Ginny’s cock and her stimulation of Hermione’s clit was enough to send her over the edge immediately, coming undone as she tumbled into a shuddering orgasm, built up through delay.
Finally, Ginny pulled her cock out of Hermione’s cunt, still dripping with both their cum. Ginny felt a tug down below at the thought of her cum filling Hermione. She pulled Hermione up and kissed her slowly, exchanging her previous roughness for gentleness as she caressed her face.
*
Ginny ran her fingers lightly over the insides of Hermione’s thighs, getting close to her crotch but not quite getting there.
Hermione’s muscles tensed and she wiggled her hips a little. “Come on, Ginny,” she complained.
“I want you to enjoy this,” Ginny said simply.
“Well, I’m not enjoying anything right now.”
“Oh no?” Ginny leaned forward, the low light hitting her curves in just the right way. She leaned over Hermione, hot breath on her skin. Hermione shuddered. “That’s what I thought.”
Slowly, Ginny kissed her way back down Hermione’s body, hands firmly on her hips. She teased Hermione’s clit with her teeth and tongue until her moans filled the room.
Ginny brought her hand up to Hermione’s mouth who quickly sucked on her fingers with evident pleasure. Then Ginny slowly slipped one finger into Hermione, who tried to wriggle her hips, but Ginny kept her down with one hand. Ginny kept her movements slow, teasing breathy moans from Hermione but not bringing her to the edge.
“Please, Ginny, just- Oh!” Hermione said as she added a second finger, slowly pushing in and out of Hermione, filling the room with her scent. But her self-restraint was waning; she could only keep up this slow pace for so long. On the other hand, hearing Hermione beg for it was music to her ears, so she continued.
Finally, she began truly thrusting into her, finding the spot that would push Hermione over. Hermione’s breaths grew shorter, her cries louder and less coherent. “Right th- Oh my g- Ginny!”
With one last thrust, Ginny watched Hermione unravel in front of her. Her body trembled, her mouth open in a wordless cry of pleasure. Ginny felt her muscles contract around her fingers. She thrust in a few more times to give Hermione all the satisfaction she could and then smothered her in a kiss.
Hermione, still in the throes of pleasure, pulled her close and kissed her desperately, as though she wanted to meld their bodies together. Ginny wanted to touch every part of her, grabbing her face, then her breasts, her hips, her ass, all not very gently, but Hermione didn’t seem to mind.
“You’re amazing,” she breathed when they broke apart, breathing heavily.
“Didn’t I tell you you’d enjoy it?”
Hermione rolled her eyes and looked over at her. “So, what’s your pleasure tonight?”
Ginny raised her eyebrows. “Are you sure you want to ask me that?”
“I’m feeling brave and altruistic tonight.” Hermione tried to sound casual, but the almost predatory look in Ginny’s eyes made her stomach flutter.
“Alright, then,” Ginny said with a smile, sliding to the edge of the bed and opening a drawer in her dresser. Out from under a pile of underwear, she pulled a strapon, but not one Hermione had seen before. “I want you to give me a blowjob,” said Ginny, putting it on.
Hermione sat forward, leaning on her elbow, and raised an eyebrow. “What? How would that…? You know…?” She trailed off; even after all this time, expressing specific sexual things was awkward.
“Magic, Hermione,” said Ginny with a small sigh. “Now, are you going to suck my cock or not?” She stood tall and fixed Hermione with a gaze that stirred something deep inside her. Hermione slid off the bed and sank to her knees on the carpeted floor. Ginny reached down and brushed Hermione’s hair out of her face. Hermione wrapped a hand around the cock and slowly and experimentally stroked a few times. Ginny closed her eyes and breathed out slowly. Hermione smiled and upped the pace.
“This feels great and all,” said Ginny, slightly out of breath. “But I asked for a blowjob.”
“I was getting to that,” Hermione said with a small smile. She scooted closer and, locking eyes with Ginny, slowly and sloppily kissed down her stomach until she reached the strapon. Never breaking eye contact, she licked a stripe down her length and then took the cock into her mouth. Ginny made a sound somewhere between a sigh and a moan as Hermione swirled her tongue around the head.
Ginny nearly closed her eyes in pleasure, but she didn’t want to miss looking at the girl at her feet. Because Hermione was kneeling naked at her feet, looking her in the eyes with her cock in her mouth. Just the image was enough to make her moan, so with the damn amazing things Hermione was doing with her mouth, Ginny was surprised she was still on her feet.
But she wanted more, and it scared her a bit. She wanted to push the cock farther into Hermione’s mouth, wanted to see her choke on it. She wanted to see her face covered in saliva and cum. But this was their first time doing this, and she didn’t want to scare Hermione.
“Hermione?” she asked. “Do you want to, you know, make things more intense?”
Hermione pulled her mouth away, a slight gleam in her eye. “Yes, ma’am.”
Thank the ghosts of all the gay witches, Ginny thought. I’m the luckiest witch in the world. “Safeword: Ravenclaw?”
“Why not Gryffindor?”
“Because I cannot control what I say while in the throes of pleasure, Hermione.”
Hermione started to smile but stopped when she saw how Ginny’s expression changed. She looked down at Hermione’s with more intensity than before and Hermione swore that alone made her wetter just like that. Hermione lined her mouth up with Ginny’s cock and slipped about half of it past her lips. Ginny put a hand on the back of Hermione’s head and, when she nodded, thrust her hips forward, forcing her cock into Hermione’s mouth. Hermione gagged slightly but kept going, grabbing hold of Ginny’s ass as she deep-throated the strapon.
Ginny moaned as she fucked Hermione’s mouth, a carnal desire to seize, to possess, to dominate, taking over. “That’s right, you take it,” she growled. As she neared her climax, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes.
Hermione upped her pace, hollowing out her cheeks. Ginny’s grip tightened around her dark hair, a guttural moan escaping her lips.
“Right th- Oh!” Ginny reached her climax, twitching her hips against Hermione’s face a few last times as her mouth was filled with cum. Ginny’s cum, Hermione realized, thankful for the wonders of magic once more. Greedily, she swallowed it and pumped her hands around Ginny’s cock a few last times to bring her through the orgasm.
Ginny grabbed for Hermione’s face and pulled her up into a messy kiss, hazy through the pleasurable aftermath. She found her face wet with sweat and cum and spit and realized they weren’t quite done for the night. Ginny kissed Hermione greedily, nips turning to bites as her hands roamed over her ample curves.
Finally pulling away, Ginny fixed Hermione with that gaze that made her stomach tighten and heat pool in her abdomen. “On the bed, hands and knees now,” she ordered.
Hermione shuddered at her tone and quickly obeyed, positioning herself on the bed, ass and cunt presented to Ginny for easy access. Ginny knelt on the bed behind Hermione, strapon in a magical erection fueled by her own arousal.
“Do you want my cock in you?” she asked.
“Yes,” Hermione said.
Ginny slapped Hermione’s ass, hard enough for it to sting a little. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hermione corrected quickly. She looked back at Ginny.
Ginny slapped her ass again, harder this time. With satisfaction, she saw how it reddened. “Keep your head down.” Hermione quickly obeyed, and as she bent down, her cunt became more visible.
Ginny stroked her length in preparation, building up the magical lube. Then she plunged it into Hermione’s cunt in one swift motion. Hermione cried out, her voice muffled by the pillow. Ginny hesitated a moment, but Hermione said nothing more.
Letting her get accustomed to the length and girth, Ginny leaned over and growled into Hermione’s ear, “How do you wanna be fucked?”
Hermione drew a shaky breath. She knew what she wanted, and she was pretty sure that Ginny wanted to do it to her. “Hard and rough and fast,” she whispered.
Ginny grinned and rose up again. She grabbed Hermione’s hips tightly and without taking a moment, she began to thrust into her, hard and fast like she wanted.
“Oh, my g –” Hermione gasped, reaching out to grip the sheets tightly as the cock filled her cunt, pressing against every sensitive spot inside her. When Ginny pulled out, Hermione hardly had time to register the emptiness before she thrust into her again.
“You like that?” Ginny growled, slapping Hermione’s ass. “You like my cock stretching out our pussy?”
Hermione moaned, unable to form words.
“Of course you do,” Ginny slowed her pace slightly to ensure that she was filling Hermione as fully as she could. “We’ve made you into quite the little slut, haven’t we?”
Hermione pushed her hips back into Ginny, needing to feel that full feeling.
“I’ll bet you’d beg me for permission to come if I told you to.” Ginny stopped her movements, keeping her cock in Hermione’s soaked pussy.
“Please make me come, ma’am,” Hermione whined, looking back purposefully to feel the sharp sting of Ginny’s slap to her ass.
“We’ll see,” Ginny murmured, taking a moment before pulling all the way out of Ginny and thrusting in to the base of her cock. Hermione groaned into the pillow at the feeling of being filled and stretched. Ginny picked up the pace again, thrusting into Hermione at impossible speeds, the slap of skin against skin filling the room along with their mingling scents.
“Fuck, Ginny,” Hermione cried. She was close, Ginny knew, just as she neared her own climax.
“You don’t come until I say so,” Ginny ordered. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hermione rasped, fists tightening around the sheets.
Ginny upped her pace, slapping Hermione’s ass a few times for good measure, her reaction cries bringing her closer to the release she sought. She also knew that the spankings brought Hermione just as much pleasure and knew she was fighting hard to not come right now.
“Fuck, you’re so –” Ginny groaned, grip tightening on Hermione’s hips, her nails digging into the skin. She came in a wave of fire, exploding from deep within her. Even in the throes of pleasure, she fucked Hermione as hard as she could, her cum filling Hermione’s cunt.
“Ginny?” Hermione begged. “Can I…?”
“Not yet,” grunted Ginny, slapping her ass, half wondering how long she could tease Hermione.
Eventually, she slowed her thrusts, filling Hermione’s cunt with every movement. Hermione’s muscles were all taut from trying to stave off an orgasm for so long. She whimpered.
“Do you want to come?” Ginny cooed.
Hermione nodded vigorously. “Yes, m- aah… Yes, ma’am, please.”
“Well,” Ginny drew out the word, slowly bringing her hand down to Hermione’s clit. “You did ask nicely.” She drew slow circles around the pleasure bud. “You may come for me.”
The combination of Ginny’s cock and her stimulation of Hermione’s clit was enough to send her over the edge immediately, coming undone as she tumbled into a shuddering orgasm, built up through delay.
Finally, Ginny pulled her cock out of Hermione’s cunt, still dripping with both their cum. Ginny felt a tug down below at the thought of her cum filling Hermione. She pulled Hermione up and kissed her slowly, exchanging her previous roughness for gentleness as she caressed her face.
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