A very horny school day

During her last class of the day, Tonks rocked back and forth in her seat while staring intensely towards the front of the class. The lecture’s contents were by no means interesting, she had already taken the class years ago. But by Merlin, when had Flitwick gotten so sexy?

Tonks licked her lips as the dwarf-like man hopped to and fro while speaking. For reasons she couldn’t understand she was sure that the little professor must be packing a monster of a dick. She could picture it now, that giant monster jutting out from that little body and destroying her tight asshole. Heat burned all over her body at the thought and she felt her now aching cunt gushing once more. Suppressing a small moan, she once more subtly reached between her legs to try to slyly release some of the aching need.

Fully tuning out the lecture now, Tonks could only vaguely wonder what it was about being back at Hogwarts that had made her feel this horny. All day now, she had had to sit through boring lectures while burning need built up in her. Maybe it was just that she was no longer a scared student she mused. That might explain why she had spent so much of the day daydreaming about her now obviously sexy teachers.

Herbology had been spent licking her lips after dreams of Professor Sprout lowering those baggy gardener pants so Tonks could lick and suck her way across that enormous ass. She’d almost lost a hand to a carnivorous plant while wondering what rimming her asshole would be like. She was betting on earthy. Transfiguration wasn’t any better, what with thoughts of McGonagall bending her over a desk in front of everyone and laying into her own ass with a thick ruler. She just knew McGonagall was the type to have a thick dildo around to finish the job, too.

Nymphadora even spent potions fantasizing about Snape of all people. The thought of being ordered to her knees to snuck the sneering man off had practically made her orgasm in her seat. The fantasies only got better when she brought Lupin into the equation. He’d team up with the professors and fuck her tight little cunt until she screamed her lungs out. It would be so…

“Tonks. Ms. Tonks, can you answer the question?”

“Yes, give it to me!”

“What?”

The particularly high-pitched shriek finally brought Nymphadora out of her daydreams to find Flitwick and the rest of the class staring at her. Realizing he must have asked her a question and what she had just called out to the room, she blushed. Hurriedly shaking her head and saying she didn’t know, Tonks blushed further as the tiny hottie deducted points from Hufflepuff before moving on. As soon as the class ended, face and body burning in a mix of lust and embarrassment, Nymphadora fled back to her dorm.