fuck her

Ready, Hermione?’ you say, teasingly, and her eyes open blearily.

‘W-what?’ Then she gulps – actually gulps, and you can see her swallow.

Your cock is out, harder and hungrier then ever.

‘I…’ Hermione stammers. ‘I… I’ve never done… that before…’

Oh, she’s good.

‘You’ll enjoy it,’ you tell her briskly ‘And don’t worry if you don’t at first. I will.’

You grip the wand still sticking out of her cunt, and with one final twist – Hermione shudders, literally shudders with pleasure – you pull it out and toss it on the bed. Hermione can’t quite hide the sudden look of disappointment on her face.

‘Just making room,’ you tell her. Hermione visibly steels herself.

‘G-go on, then,’ she mutters, still trying to keep her dignity intact. (It’s a lost cause, but you appreciate the effort.) ‘Take me. It’s not as if I can stop you.’

‘No…’ You’re inches away, but then you back up, a smile spreading over your face. ‘No, I don’t think that’ll do it.’

Hermione’s face twists in genuine confusion. ‘What do you mean?’

‘I mean,’ you say, deliberately, jerking your cock in slow, hard motions, ‘I think you should beg me to shove my cock inside you.’

Hermione’s face shows that familiar look of outrage; but then her eyes drop unwillingly down, and you see her tongue slip out to moisten her lips. ‘I…’ she mutters. ‘I don’t think that’s fair.’

‘It’s completely fair,’ you tell her. ‘You want my cock. Just admit it.’

‘I…’

You kneel on the bed between her legs, forcing her to scramble backwards so your cock doesn’t touch her. ‘Admit it.’

‘I… I don’t…’

Tiring of it suddenly, you grab her boobs with both hands. Hermione yelps in surprise – but that’s nothing compared to the sound she makes when you start to squeeze her nipples.

Gently, at first, then harder – then harder still, until she’s wincing and biting her lip and her hand’s twitching towards her cunt. ‘That’s not fair,’ she gasps, finally, eyes unfocused. ‘You know I like my nipples played with…’

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ you say, amused. ‘Never fucked you before, Hermione.’

Underneath it all, Emma narrows her eyes at you. ‘Oh, come on –’

‘Say it!’ You pinch her nipples for emphasis, and she bites her lip, panting. ‘You’re a dirty slut, and you want me to shove my cock inside you. Say it.’

‘Oh… fine…’

You let go, bouncing back, and Hermione’s eyes gradually refocus. ‘I… I’m a dirty slut, and… I want you to… put your penis inside me…’

‘Close enough,’ you say, shrugging – then take a step forwards and thrust your cock into her achingly tight cunt.

Hermione gasps – really gasps – her own hands flying up to her breasts. ‘Careful,’ she exhales, ‘that’s a big fucking cock.’

‘Tight fucking pussy,’ you fire back. And it is – wet and warm and already clenching around your cock. You take a moment to admire her again – the neatly-ironed shirt shoved up over her tits, the shiny black tights bunched around her knees; her taut, smooth stomach, shining with sweat and arousal – before you fuck her again.

And again. Hermione moans, this time, a low, dirty sound, and you bend forward to catch one of her nipples in your mouth.

‘Fuck – James – oh, shit!’ She shudders underneath you. ‘Oh, fuck – for God’s sake, fuck me harder –’

Well, it’s not polite to refuse a lady.

You push her legs further apart to get a better angle – then you really fucking go to town on her. Emma squeals, tits bouncing wildly, as you drill her cunt mercilessly, fucking her so hard her arse leaves an imprint in the bedsheets.

And your brain might not have accepted it yet – that this is really Emma Watson, and she’s really dressed up as Hermione for you, and you really have your cock inside her, right now – but your dick sure as shit knows it, and the warm, velvety feeling of Emma Watson’s perfect vagina around your cock would be enough to make you cum in seconds, if you wanted to.

Not that you’re going to. No, this you’re going to enjoy.

It’s not just anyone who gets to fuck the real-life Hermione Granger.

You lose track of how many times you thrust into her – just that the little mewls and moans she makes mean you do it over and over and over again, almost blindly, fucking her till neither she nor you can see straight – until, finally, Hermione grabs you by the shoulders and hisses into your ear.

‘My turn.’

You don’t bother disagreeing as she spins you, not bothering to slide her pussy off your cock. It slips inside her in a way that’s unbelievably pleasurable, and now it’s your turn to moan as she straddles you, tits bouncing high on her chest.

‘So…’ she breathes, as she rises up and down experimentally. It feels incredible; not least because she’s perfected the art of squeezing her cunt muscles at the end of every bounce. ‘What’s your favourite part, then? The skirt?’ She winks, and Emma’s back for a moment, eyes dancing. ‘The shirt? The tie?’

‘Actually…’ you pant, barely able to string words together now she’s riding you. ‘I think it’s the hair. It just looks exactly the way I remember.’

Emma’s eyebrows raise with interest. ‘Really? Completes the illusion, does it?’ She laughs breathlessly. ‘Guess it was worth all that effort after all.’

‘Fuck, yes,’ you tell her honestly, even as she rises up and slides down your cock again. ‘Oh, fucking hell, Emma…’

‘Who’s Emma?’ You look up, and Hermione’s hands are back on her hips. ‘You’re thinking about someone else while you’re fucking me? Boys!’

You have to laugh. ‘Sorry,’ you breathe, as she fucks you harder, presumably in punishment. ‘Slip of the tongue.’

‘Well… as long as you remember who it is you’re fucking!’ Then Hermione’s eyes roll up unexpectedly. ‘Oh – oh, God, yes, that’s it, just a little more to the side –’

You shift incrementally, eager to repeat whatever it is you just did, and Hermione gasps. ‘Oh my God –’