Desires of Hogwarts – Part 2

After the breakfast, the students went their separate ways. The golden trio had to rush to their most dreaded lesson, DADA taught by Dolores Umbridge. As the class filed into the cramped and messy classroom, they were quite surprised to see the new teacher they had noticed at breakfast. He was sitting non-challantly, fiddling with some muggle technology device, feet up on the table, seemingly not realizing that students were filing into his classroom. Hermione felt herself getting aroused as she looked at him intently, even though she had sex an hour before. “Good morning class, My name is Professor Barrowman, but please just call me Jack. As you must have realized by now, I am not, infact, Umbridge. She has decided to take a more active part in running the school, which leaves me to teach you defence against the dark arts.” He said in a mid-atlantic american accent. He paused to gauge their reaction. “I’ve been told you havent had very much practical magic in this class” he continues. Ron leaned in towards Harry. “That’s an understatement” he said to Harry. “Yes, Mr. Weasley, it appears it is. So in the spirit of new things happening, why dont we scrap the theoretical bullshit and focus on real, proper defense against the dark arts.” He finished to cheers from the students.

“Isn’t he amazing!” remarked Hermione as they exited the class, looking abit more dishevelled from the intense duelling. Harry and Ron shrugged as students passed them in the corridors. “His teaching style, his looks and his magical abilities is all just so amazing!” She exclaimed, clutching her books, looking down with a blush on her face. They all three laughed as they went about their day.

“God, Ron!” Hermione nearly yelled out as they exited their last lesson of the day, looking really flustered. “Did you have to tease me all throughout the lesson?” she asked him, slapping him on the shoulder. Ron tried to keep a straight face. “I have no idea what you are talking about!” he responded, putting his arms out defensively, but failing to appear innocent due to the huge grin on his face. He high-fived Harry after recovering from Hermiones punch and his own laughter. “Well, you owe me now. I need some cock, and I need it right now!” she grabbed Ron, and pulled him in close for a kiss. Afterwards, he just glanced at Harry who rolled his eyes and shook his head smiling. “You two have fun, I’m gonna go relax in the common room. See you there sooner, if she can still walk that is” he waved goodbye to them. Ron sighed playfully. “Work, work” he said as he was dragged by Hermione into an empty classroom.

Ron was sat down on a chair by Hermione, who immediately went down on her knees and looked up at him with an aroused and naughty smile on her face. Ron looked down at her, patiently awaiting her next move. Hermione bit her lip, knowing what he wanted. She pulled down his pants and got his cock out. Already halfhard, it looked so delicious, and she caught herself unconciously licking her lips in anticipation. Gingerly, she grabbed the cock and gave it a long sensual lick all along the underside, flicking her tongue at the sensitive tip. Ron let out a groan, and placed his hand on her head, stroking her hair, looking down at her with a smile on his face. He loved seeing her work. Hermione, satisfied that her ministrations were being approved, took the tip of his cock into her warm mouth, letting her tongue swirl around the head of it. Ron involuntarily bucked his hips, prompting Hermione to take him even further into her mouth. She took a deep breath and went down, all the way to the hilt of his 7 inch cock, moaning as she felt herself becoming very wet. She loved sucking cock. After deepthroating him for a few seconds, she popped off his cock for a breath of air, her hand immediately went to it, starting to stroke him, not wanting him to be without pleasure for even a second. Ron groaned again “Don’t stop Hermione…” he let out, his eyes closed in pleasure. Hermione smiled a wicked smile, and went back to sucking his cock. She picked up a steady rhythm of bobbing her head up and down, occasionally moaning around his cock from the pleasure she felt at sucking his cock. She looked lovingly up at, cock in her mouth. “You look like such a whore” he jokingly taunted her, as he caressed her hair and ear. Hermione slurped as she let his cock exit her mouth, drool falling down her chin, onto her cloak.

She stood up and smirked at Ron, turning around and sashaying a few steps away, leaving him puzzled and teased. Slowly, she began to disrobe, sensually swaying her hips to some imaginary music. She dropped her robe a bit, revealing the upper part of her back, and to Ron’s delight, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra either. She pulled up her robe loosely, before letting it drop back down to her waist, her perfect unblemished back now on display. Ron could barely see a hint of her 34C tits from behind. She did a pirouette, flashing her tits to him briefly, before dropping the rest of her robe as she approached him, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any panties either. Her bald pussy was dripping wet at this point, her face glowing with lust. Ron had a sly smile as he started to grope her ass, enticing her to sit on his turgid cock. She obliged willingly as she slowly stradled him, grabbing his cock and guiding it towards her wet pussy. She put her forehead to his and looked him deep in the eyes, moaning as she felt the thick cock penetrate her. They kept eyecontact, both groaning and moaning as Hermione took more and more of the cock into her pussy, only going for the kiss as she settled on Ron’s lap. “I love you, Hermione” Ron stated emphatically as Hermione started to move up and down his hard cock, her tight pussy squezzing his cock like a vice. “I love you too, Ron” Hermione managed to stammer out in between moans. She had been craving cock all day, and now finally getting some was the greatest feeling in the world. She loved Ron, and she loved his cock.

Ron gave her bum a light slap, dissatisfied with the tempo. Hermione yelped out as she increased the speed of her bouncing, the slap of flesh meeting flesh resonating throughout the room coupled with the moans of both of them. Ron felt his cock penetrating deeply into Hermione’s vice-like pussy, causing him to moan out in pleasure. He grabbed Hermione by the waist and started to ferociously control her speed, fucking himself hard with her body. Hermione’s only response was to hold on to Ron, arms draped behind his back and scream out in ecstasy as an orgasm tore through her body. Ron leaned back as Hermione continued fucking him with everything she had. “That’s it, keep bouncing on my cock you little slut” he taunted her, smacking her ass. He held her beneath her ass and lifted her up with himself, Hermione still bouncing on his cock even though Ron was now standing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” Hermione moaned out in rhythm with her bouncing on Rons hard cock. Ron managed to stagger over to the teachers desk, kissing Hermione as he went. He laid her down on the desk and pulled out his cock of her wet pussy. “Turn over” he commanded. Hermione responded eagerly, heart pumping. She loved getting it from behind. Ron wasted no time in giving it to her. He plunged his dick into her tight pussy from behind, spearing her in one stroke. He smacked her ass again, loving to hear her yelp out. Grabbing onto her hips, he fucked her hard, seemingly not caring for her wellbeing, only for his own pleasure. Hermione screamed out in mixed pain and pleasure from the rough fucking, an orgasm ripping through her body, causing her pussy to squeeze down even hard on Ron’s sizeable cock. Ron felt her orgasm in his cock, and sensing that his own was near, thrusted hard once more. “Take my cum you dirty whore” he exclaimed, burying himself to the hilt, blasting her womb full of his cum. He collapsed on her back, panting heavily, basking in post-ejaculation bliss. Hermione likewise was panting, her body covered in sweat and her hair plastered to her face. Ron pulled out, causing Hermione to gasp at the sudden sensation of being empty. Ron walked to the opposite side of the table, and put a finger under her chin, carefully lifting her head up. Hermione knew what to do, and absentmindedly opened her mouth. Ron felt his cock stir again at her hot breath, and allowed her to clean off his cock with her mouth. He caressed her hair. “Good girl” he muttered and smiled down at her. “Thanks” she responded with an exhausted sigh. “I love it when you fuck me like a dirty whore” she smiled naughtily back up at him. She turned around so she was lying on her stomach. “Ready for round 2?” she smirked at him, wiggling her butt.

Harry meanwhile was sitting in the common room in an armchair, facing the fireplace. His head was leaned back and his eyes was closed. He was exhausted after todays gruelling duelling sessions. He had fought more duels than anyone else, and even one against Jack, who had thoroughly trounced him with some rather unorthodox magic use. The common room was empty, most students at dinner, only him, the fireplace and the warmth of the room suffusing his tired body. He rotated his right shoulder, still sore after Jack’s Flipendo had completely bypassed his shield as if it wasn’t even there. He allowed himself to drift off to sleep, and awoke some minutes later when he felt someone tug at his pants. He opened his eyes and nearly jumped out of the chair in surprise. On her knees was Fleurs younger sister, Gabrielle. “Gab… Gabrielle!” he managed to stammer out. Gabrielle smiled at him, still in her skimpy Beauxbaton suit. She waved, before she finally managed to tug Harry’s pants down past his waist. Harry was too stunned to react, atleast until Gabrielle took his hardening cock into her tiny mouth and started to blow him. Harry instantly felt himself grow to his full size, which Gabrielle took like a pro. Damn, this girl was a better cocksucker than Ginny, Harry thought. The petite french girl in front of him didn’t say a word as she continued bobbing her head up and down his cock, making it nice and wet with her saliva. Harry placed his hands on her blonde hair, controlling her tempo, but not wanting to force his big cock down the small girls throat. He groaned as he felt Gabrielle moan around his dick. The feeling of this amazing blowjob had soon ebbed his stamina, usually he would last way longer. “Gabrielle, I’m gonna cum” he warned her, in between groans and moans as he felt his hips involuntarily buck. Gabrielle popped off his dick and started to jerk him off furiously, aiming the tip of his cock right at her young face. “Fuck! Take my cum!” he yelled at her as his cum exploded out over her, drenching her young face and body in a very large amount of cum. Gabrielle simply closed her eyes and let him shoot it all over her. Harry patted her head and lay his head back again, slightly out of breath. Suddenly, he heard Fleur yell something in french, which Gabrielle promptly responded too. Harry started to panic, but when Fleur came into the common room, she saw Gabrielle infront of Harry, absolutely covered in cum. She just rolled her eyes, and shook her head laughing, flashing Harry a naughty wink.

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