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While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Remember Me. Chapter 1 2. Chapter 2 3. Chapter 3 4. Chapter 4. This is my first time writing a long multi-chapter story on Hermione Granger. I hope you guys like it as much as the other stories I've written.

See the end of the work for more notes. The first time Hermione Granger had sex was when she was eleven. Well, she didn't know what she did was part of sex.

When she had sex, it had been with Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. She thought it was for a new lesson in education, but instead, she has gotten down on her knees to suck him off.

She didn't know it was oral sex at the time and she really thought she was helping him out. She even had swallowed him and his cum had tasted weird at the time. Afterwards, Dumbledore had groped her breasts and began playing with them as the two had been naked. He had suckled on them for awhile making her breathe for more.

However Albus had stopped there making Hermione disappointed even though she doesn't know why. Giving her a kiss on the cheek and promising her a repeat performance in the future, she had let her go after she had gotten dressed. Now three years later, she was more mature and was now having sex with another teacher.

She was having sex with none other then Professor Flitwick. He may be small but size doesn't matter to Hermione, especially if it comes to cocks. She was on his bed inside his quarters as her legs were wide opened. Professor Flitwick was standing right in the middle of her opened legs as he was pounding inside of her pussy with his cock. The bed was creaking as Hermione had her mouth opened and she was moaning pleasuribly. Flitwick held her hips as he pounded. He was sweating as he pounded.

He wanted to suckle on her breasts but he knew he couldn't. Hermione's breasts were huge for a student her age. Hermione started to whimper as she was about to cum. She needed to cum soon and she knew she couldn't hold it in any longer. Just being inside Hermione's tight pussy was just… amazing. It was one of the tightest Flitwick had ever fucked and he didn't want it to end.

Flitwick quickened his pace as he begun to jackhammer inside her pussy. He was giving everything he had to the young witch below him. Flitwick continued his thrusting in and out off her and before he knew it, the both of them were coming undone as Flitwick stilled inside of her. He slowly pulls out from Hermione as he made her whimper at the loss. Flitwick sat on the bed across from her, "service me," he said. Hermione fully sat up as she crawls toward him. She licks her lips at the sight of the huge cock in front of her, servicing is what she does best.

When she returned to the Gryffindor common room, she thought she would have been the only one up as it was a bit after curfew, but she wasn't. Harry huffed, "I just got back from detention with Professor Snape," he said.

It's been days since she had sex with Professor Flitwick. It was right after the fight she had with Ron, Harry was nowhere to be seen. Hermione was walking down the hallway by herself as she suddenly stopped. There right in front of her was the Headmaster of Viktor Krum's school. The Headmaster stared at her momentarily before he turns and walk the other way.

Curiously, Hermione followed him and soon she saw him turning a corner. She turns the corner and froze that she couldn't see him anymore. Then she saw a door and she went towards it to open the door.

Upon opening the door, she saw the headmaster staring down at her. She gaped as she was speechless. Shouldn't you be with Viktor Krum? Speak now and tell me otherwise, I've seen kids you're age doing it tonight and you do want it, yes?

Igor closes the door behind her. About to have sex with a stranger inside a dark closet? She knows what she wants, which is why she followed him, but she couldn't admit it. Hermione gasped as she felt Igor's lips on her bare shoulder blade as he began kissing her. I'm going to fuck you raw," Igor whispered to her ear.

She was pulled closer to him as she felt Igor's wondering hands at the back of her as it went lowered down to grab firm of her buttocks. She gasped in pleasure as she felt Igor kissing her neck and his hard cock against her. Hermione felt her dress go down as she felt Igor unclasping her bra. The bra went down with the dress as Igor eagerly went and suckled on her breast.

Hermione moans as she felt Igor's mouth all over her breast. She groans suddenly as she felt one of Igor's hands going to her pussy. Main Content While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled.

Get an Invitation. Comments: 7 Kudos: Bookmarks: 45 Hits: Notes: Disclaimer: I do not owe Harry Potter! Chapter 1. Chapter Text The first time Hermione Granger had sex was when she was eleven. She just hoped that Ron wouldn't find out about what she had been doing. Post Comment Note: All fields are required. Your email address will not be published. Name: Email: Comment characters left.

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Under the Invisibility Cloak. It was two in the morning on a freezing night in December and the boy's dormitory in Gryffindor tower was alive with snoring and heavy breathing. The towers window was being buffeted with heavy, thick, white snow. A relentless push from the wind made it seem to Harry as though the window would smash with the strength the balls of snow that were being thrown with the unforgiving icy gust. Harry didn't sleep, he pretended to so that Ron and his other fellow dormitory students would, and so that he could leave the dormitory undetected.

It was all part of the plan. Harry made one last check as he crept around his room as silently as possible. He heard Ron snoring, so he needn't check through his four poster curtains, Neville was away on Christmas break at his nans, and he had just checked Seamus, who was sleeping like a baby.

The last was Dean, Harry tiptoed across the dormitory, his hearing paranoid as he listened for every creak and groan the wooden landing made as he approached Deans four poster bed with one hand outstretched for the curtain. Harry reached Deans bed, and slowly pulled a curtain aside to make enough space for one of his green eyes to peer in.

Dean was sleeping. That meant that Harry could meet Hermione outside in the Gryffindor common room. His blood begun to fill with exhilaration and relief as he let the curtain conceal Dean again.

He was finally going to do what he and Hermione were not finding the time to do for weeks, despite Hermione's brilliant intellect, this took great stealth, not just preparation. Harry went back to his bed as quiet as a mouse, took his invisibility cloak from under his pillow and left the dormitory room with it pocketed in his robes. Shutting the bulky dormitory door as quietly as possible, Harry trotted down the spiral stone steps into the common room.

The fire flickered a comforting orange light across the carpet and up the walls onto the ceiling, facing the fire on a red armchair was Hermione Granger, she had a book on her lap that only Harry had saw her with. She would not have dared take it out of her school trunk to read while anyone else was awake. It was a pink book with a love heart shaped phial engraved on the front; she had found it in the forbidden section of the library about a fortnight ago when she and Harry had let their teenage desires get the better of them.

She was so indulged in the book; she did not notice Harry sit on the arm of the armchair she sat in. Hermione jumped back slightly in the armchair and snapped the pink book shut. Harry could see it despite the flames of the fire dashing over her smooth face. Then she rose to her feet and pressed her warm, delicate lips onto his.

Just as the tips of their wet tongues slid across each other, her pink book fell from her lap and thumped hard onto the carpet, making quite a loud thud in the silence.

They separated instantly and looked at the spiral staircase. Realising it was the book that made the noise, not an intruder; Hermione bent over and picked it up.

Her silky legs flickering in the firelight under her black school skirt. She got back up, put and put the book on the armchair, nobody would be awake to find it for another five hours at least, 'not here,' she whispered to Harry as she eyed the girls' dormitory door again.

I totally forgot about that thing,' she smiled again and begun to breath more rapidly with excitement, 'well — well then let's go,' she took the invisibility cloak from Harry eagerly, and threw it over herself and him. Harry stood on her left. They left the common room together; the fat lady was sleeping in her portrait and swung open anyway. Harry's hand fell to Hermione's waist as he pulled her closer to his side; he wanted to feel her juicy thighs brush against his as then went to wherever she had in mind.

It was a slow walk, there was no rush, it was two in the morning and as hungry as they were for each other, they wanted to savour every moment that they had failed to grasp in weeks because Ron would be awake late at night, not showing any signs of wanting to sleep. Or Hermione would have homework she could not forget about for once, that was actually the main reason.

He looked at her, waiting for the response she had often given to this statement over the last several days. She had never told him. Her exceptional intellect and secrecy was alluring Harry deeper into her. They went up a flight of stone stairs, 'that idea I've been telling you about,' she fumbled through a pocket and took out two very tiny corked bottles. One was sloshing with a light blue fluid, the other with a wicked green. The top of it appeared to be completely white, but everything under was a rich ocean blue.

Betty Draughtstrike is such a brilliant potion maker. And why not, Harry thought to himself as they approached one of the doors to the library, nobody was around, if Hermione felt like the library, then so be it.

Also, they had discussed the possibilities of being caught by the ghosts, and they saw no reason for a ghost to drift through the library, even Peeves who always seemed to turn up in the worst situations, would not go into the library himself, there was not much fun going on in there for his taste, especially at this time…well, unless you were Harry and Hermione. Hermione pushed the door open with her free hand; it creaked and fell aside. Harry used his heel to shut it as they walked in side by side, not caring too much for the echoing slam that rung down the vacant third floor corridor they left behind.

The library was dark and completely empty. Some books were still piled on the many tables that stretched across the room, the bookshelves all stood like long alleyways with walls made of pages. They sneaked into the middle of the room, the only sounds coming from their quick breathing and the pelting of snow on the library windows.

They both looked around cautiously, and then locked eyes with each other when they concluded they were the only two people in the library.

The tall library windows each gave a beam of moonlight as they were slapped with heavy white snow. Hermione took out the phial with green liquid and drunk it like a shot of alcohol, Harry did the same with the blue concoction she had made for him. It tasted like an awful dry powder; despite how wet it appeared inside the phial. But instantly, he felt the heat of his dick increase and the solidness of it intensify. Then without further heisitation and no words, Harry fell into her and pressed his mouth against hers.

Hermione fell back onto the desk that was stacked with study books and lit with a line of bright moonlight, her tongue and Harry's entwining. She put both of her hands on the back of Harry's head, her fingers running into his messy black hair, as she pulled him closer.

Harry tore his mouth from hers to catch a breath after a couple of minutes of pure snogging, a thick string of saliva bending from his and Hermione's lips and lining in between her concealed breasts in a sparkly silver gleam. They continued to stare at each other; Harry could feel the cool air brushing against his ankles. He was a little too big for the invisibility cloak now. But they had to wear it, there was no point taking any risks, even if it was two in the morning, quarter past two at most.

That sensual look Hermione gave Harry with those beautiful brown eyes was irresistible. Catching his breath, Harry let one hand feel up her warm thigh under her skirt. They locked lips again and Harry pushed down into her so that she lay fully flat on the library desk with only her legs hanging off it.

Harry's other free hand found its way to her right breast. Even though he was cupping it with her clothes still on, he could feel the arousing heat of it. His other hand continued to slide up under her skirt until it found her panties. He put his index finger under them and pulled it aside, and then he blindly rubbed her moist pussy, occasionally sticking his finger in about an inch deep and rubbing her clitoris.

He felt her lips vibrate on his as she groaned with pleasure with each and every time he let his finger go into her pussy. His dick was becoming increasingly harder by the second; he would not be able to resist her much longer. They broke apart again to let another stream of sparkly mixed saliva drip onto Hermione's chest.

Hermione was breathing quickly, heavily; her breasts were rising and falling very noticeably to Harry. Hermione used her elbow to push herself up to Harry's ear. Harry let his hand fall from her breast and let it join his other hand in taking her white panties off.

He threw them to the floor, where they were not concealed by the cloak, and then pulled her skirt off completely and threw that to the floor too. Hermione stretched her legs up to allow Harry to take off her shoes, but he left her grey high socks on.

Harry saw a small tuft of brown, curly pubic hair above Hermione's thin, pink, pussy that was dribbling slightly with a transparent fluid onto the brown surface of the table, creating a small, thin pool. Her face was very pink too, but Harry could feel his own burning up, come on, it was their first time after all.

Hermione raised more and pulled his robes off entirely so he stood there completely naked. It was so hard for either of them to do this without slipping out of the invisibility cloak; the cloak was making everything so incredibly hard. So now all Harry's clothes along with Hermione's panties and skirt lay on the library floor a foot or two away from the cloaks concealment. Harry bit his bottom lip with the pleasure of her fingers curled around his cock.

Hermione now sat on the edge of the table, Harry could see her meaty ass cheeks being squashed as she pressed her behind on the table. She spat on his dick and rubbed her saliva onto his tip which sparkled with her spit. Harry could not hold it in any longer, he felt the pleasant rush of sperm speed up his dick and shoot out from its end onto Hermione's chest and chin. Harry indeed, wanted to give Hermione all the attention she needed, that pre-mature ejaculation did nothing, and this potion she made for him was doing the trick.

He was still as solid as dragonskin. Harry took a step forward; Hermione wrapped both of her legs around him and gave him another irresistible look that only she could give. Harry noticed her chest was sparkling with the spray of his semen and the exchanged saliva from the previous snogging. He lifted his dick with one hand; it glittered from Hermione's spit. He looked into her sexy brown eyes once more, and then pushed only the head of his penis into her pussy.

Immediately, he felt the warm lips of her pink vagina squeeze his penis tightly, he felt already like he was going to erupt again. But lucky for him, he didn't, yet. Hermione moaned lightly, 'Harry…Harry. The squeezing sensation Hermione's pussy gave Harry's cock was incredible. It felt to him like nothing else he had ever experienced, nothing in the world he knew of felt like as good as this did.

Her moans only made things better as the sexual adrenaline raced through Harry. But they didn't care this time. Harry felt the grip her pussy had on him suddenly ease and a warm liquid run down his pulsing penis. But he did not stop, he let her catch her breath, then he continued.

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