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Thanking Harry (Ch. 7 - Hermione's Protection)
🕑 Added 2024-03-29 05:09:52 +0000 UTC"I can't believe these little whores," Hermione exclaimed, blushing as she dragged Harry to the back of the library. "They're just so shameless, always trying to get their hands on you."
Harry chuckled, his eyes scanning the area as they moved deeper into the stacks. "And you're not?" he asked, smirking as he watched her ass swaying back and forth.
Hermione glared at him, her cheeks flushing red. "Of course I'm not!" she protested. "I'm just... making sure they don't get to you."
Harry raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. "Oh really?" he taunted. "And why exactly am I supposed to need protecting from them?"
Hermione hesitated, biting her lower lip nervously. "B-because..." she stammered, looking away. "Because... because they're just... they're just sluts, Harry! They don't care about you at all! All they want is your cock!"
Harry chuckled, reaching out to brush a lock of hair from her cheek. "And yet here you are, Miss Granger, dragging me off to some secluded corner of the library..."
Hermione blushed, her cheeks burning red. "I 'dragged' you here to study!" she snapped, trying to cover her tracks. "You have a lot of catching up to do, Harry! You can't just spend all your time fucking every girl who throws herself at you!"
Harry smirked, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He loved how easy it was to make Hermione blush. It was one of his favourite things about her. Well, aside from her perky tits and plump, round arse, of course.
Hermione led the way to a secluded table in the back of the library, settling down in the chair. Harry followed suit, taking a seat beside her. Not only was the table so far away from anyone else that they wouldn't be disturbed, but the thick, heavy tomes lining the shelves around them would provide plenty of cover if anyone happened to wander by.
"Now, let's see..." Hermione began, pulling out a stack of parchment and quills. "We need to catch up on Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, and Study of Ancient Languages. Oh, and we should probably review our Defence Against the Dark Arts homework, too."
Harry groaned, rubbing his temples. "Do we have to go through everything today?" he complained. "Can't we just... skip ahead to the good parts?"
Hermione glared at him, her eyes narrowed in determination. "No, Harry!" she snapped cutely. "You need to learn this stuff! You're the Head Boy now, remember? You have responsibilities!"
Harry sighed, leaning back in his chair. He knew there was no arguing with Hermione when she got like this. And besides, she had a point. He did need to catch up on his studies, especially since he had been spending most of his free time fucking every pretty witch he could find.
"Alright, alright," he conceded, reaching for the stack of parchment. "Let's get started, then."
For the next hour or so, they worked their way through the mountain of homework, Hermione explaining each concept as they went along. Harry listened intently, his mind absorbing the information like a sponge.
But despite his best efforts, he couldn't help but feel his thoughts drifting towards more... carnal matters. Every time Hermione leaned over to show him something on a piece of parchment, his horny eyes would fixate on the curve of her breasts through her shirt, remembering what it felt like to squeeze those soft, supple globes in his hands. Or whenever she stood up to fetch another book, he would stare at her pert arse as her skirt rode up, revealing the luscious curve of her cheeks.
It was pure torture, having Hermione so close yet being unable to touch her. He knew she was still a bit of a prude, and that she would never let him have a bit of fun with her in the middle of the library like this. But still, the thought of those perky tits and plump, round arse beneath that baggy robe was enough to drive him crazy.
Just as he was starting to lose control, a sudden commotion caught his attention. He looked up to see Lavender and Parvati entering their occluded section of the library, giggling and whispering to each other as they approached.
Hermione noticed them, too, her expression darkening as they settled down at the table across from them. She turned back to Harry, her lips pursed in irritation.
"Hi, Harry!" Lavender called out, waving at him flirtatiously. "Hi, Hermione!"
Harry glanced at Hermione, watching as she rolled her eyes in annoyance. He could tell she wasn't happy about having the two girls so close by. Especially considering last time, when they had cornered him in the Gryffindor Common Room and sucked him off, right in front of her.
"What do you two want?" Hermione asked coldly, crossing her arms over her chest.
Harry thought the answer to that question was obvious. Both girls had very obviously not bothered to wear bras today, and their nipples were clearly visible through their thin shirts. And considering he didn't usually see Lavender in the library, it was clear exactly what they had planned by seeking him out here.
Lavender leaned forward over their table, her big breasts practically spilling out of her shirt. "Oh, nothing much," she said, batting her eyelashes. "Just thought we'd come say hi to our favourite Head Boy!"
Parvati nodded in agreement, her own breasts jiggling as she moved. "Yeah, we figured you could use a little study break!"
Hermione huffed, her cheeks flushing red. "Well, I don't think that's necessary," she said firmly. "Harry has a lot of work to catch up on, and I don't want any distractions."
Lavender grinned mischievously, looking between Harry and Hermione. "Oh, I don't know about that," she teased, her hand reaching up to undo a few more buttons on her shirt. "I bet Harry is already nice and distracted, aren't you, Harry?"
Harry's eyes widened as he saw the swell of Lavender's breasts practically bursting out of her shirt. Her nipples were hard as diamonds, and he could see the edges of her areolas poking out from the top of the fabric. It was all he could do not to reach out and grab them, squeezing those plump, juicy mounds in his hands.
Hermione glared at Lavender, her cheeks burning red. "Stop that!" she hissed, trying to cover Harry's view. "You can't just... just flash him like that!"
Lavender laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why not?" she taunted. "He loves it! Don't you, Harry?"
Harry groaned, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. He could feel his cock growing harder and harder by the second, pressing painfully against his trousers. But luckily, he was saved from responding by Hermione's quick thinking.
Without warning, she suddenly stood up, pushing her chair back. Then, before Harry could even react, she moved to sit directly in his lap, with her back to his chest, trapping his thick, hard erection beneath her body.
Lavender and Parvati gasped, staring wide-eyed at the unexpected development. They hadn't expected Hermione to be quite so bold.
"There," Hermione said triumphantly, smirking at the two girls. "Now you can't get to him, can you?"
But Harry was not so easily deterred. If anything, Hermione's presence only made things more difficult for him to resist. The feel of her ass pressed up against his cock was driving him wild, and he couldn't help but start grinding himself against her, eliciting a gasp from the girl in his lap.
"Harry..." Hermione whispered, feeling his growing erection pressing up against her core. Even through their layers of clothing, she could feel its heat and size, making her heart race and her thoughts scatter.
Lavender and Parvati giggled, leaning forward in their seats, giving Harry an unobstructed view of their cleavage. "Looks like your little plan isn't working, Hermione," Lavender teased. "Harry is getting worked up, and there's nothing you can do to stop it!"
Parvati nodded, her eyes glittering with excitement. "Yeah, I bet if you keep squirming around like that, he's going bend you over this table and fuck you right here!"
Hermione blushed, trying to ignore the sensation of Harry's growing erection pressing up against her. She knew exactly what the two girls were trying to do, and she was determined to protect Harry from their advances.
"And when he's done with you, maybe he'll let us have a turn," Lavender added, licking her lips hungrily.
Harry groaned, his hands starting to wander over Hermione's body, desperate for something to occupy him with. One was massaging her flat stomach through her clothing, while the other snaked up to knead a breast through her uniform.
Hermione squirmed in his lap, trying to resist the growing pleasure. "Harry, stop it!" she hissed, trying to push his hands away. "These girls are just trying to... to seduce you! You don't need to give in to them!"
"What do you think, Harry?" Lavender asked, grinning wickedly. "Hermione can continue her studies like usual, and we can have a bit of fun on the side. Once we've taken care of you, we'll be out of sight. And then you can go back to studying... or whatever it is you do."
"Fine," Hermione conceded, crossing her arms over her chest. "You win. We'll take a study break."
Harry's eyes widened, his hands freezing on Hermione's body. "R-really?" he stammered, suddenly nervous. "You're... you're sure about this?"
And then, Hermione suddenly surprised him by standing up from his lap. For a second, he thought she had changed her mind, and was going to give in to the two girls after all. But instead, she shocked him even further by reaching beneath her skirt with both hands, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and slowly pulling them down.
Harry watched, transfixed, as her tiny pink number came into view from beneath her skirt and dropped down her thighs. Something about the fact that she was wearing such skimpy underwear in the library, especially considering how modest she usually was, made his cock throb even harder.
Once they were off, Hermione tossed them onto the table where everyone could see them. "There," she declared, sitting back down in Harry's lap again. "That should make things clearer for you. We'll take a quick study break. But it's not going to be those two bimbos who take care of you, Harry. It's going to be me!"
Lavender and Parvati gasped, staring at the dainty scrap of fabric lying on the table. "Wow, Hermione!" Lavender exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock. "I didn't know you were so... adventurous!"
Parvati nodded, looking between Hermione and Harry. "Yeah, I always thought you were kind of uptight... but I guess I was wrong!"
Hermione blushed, trying to ignore the sensation of her bare skin pressed up against Harry's bulging trousers. She could feel his thick, hard erection pressing up against her, her juices already soaking through the layers of clothing separating them.
But despite her embarrassment, she refused to back down. She was determined to protect Harry from the two sluts, and she wasn't going to let them have their way.
Lavender and Parvati watched, wide-eyed, as Hermione reached down to undo Harry's trousers, pulling them down to reveal his massive, throbbing cock.
"Much better," Hermione said firmly, wrapping her fingers around his shaft and guiding it between her legs, careful not to let it slip out of her control. She settled back down in his lap, trapping his cock beneath her own body, finally coating his bare length in her leaking juices.
Lavender and Parvati stared, unable to believe what they were seeing. They couldn't help but stare at the erotic scene unfolding before their very eyes, watching as Hermione started grinding herself on Harry's cock, eliciting soft moans and sighs from the girl in his lap.
"Fuck, that's hot," Lavender whispered, her eyes glued to the sight. Her hands were already starting to wander over to the remaining buttons on her shirt, making quick work of them. Before long, her shirt fell to the floor, revealing her big, plump tits.
Parvati followed suit, pulling off her own top and tossing it aside. Soon, both girls were completely topless, their nipples hard as diamonds, openly displaying their arousal.
"Come on, then," Lavender urged, her voice low and sultry. "If you're going to fuck him, why not do it properly? Take him inside you, Hermione. Show us how good you are at riding that big, fat cock."
Hermione hesitated, her cheeks flushing red. She had hoped that hiding their coupling with her skirt would fool them into thinking that he had already entered her. But apparently, these two girls weren't nearly as obtuse as she had given them credit for.
"Hermione..." Harry began, sensing her hesitation. "You don't have to do this..."
But Hermione shook her head, determined to prove herself to the two girls. "No, Harry," she insisted. "I want to do this. I want to show them that I can handle your cock just as well as they can."
Slowly, carefully, she lifted herself up, until she was hovering above Harry's thick, hard erection. Harry groaned as the tip of his cock brushed against her slick entrance, feeling the warmth radiating from her tight, wet folds.
Then, bit by bit, inch by agonising inch, she lowered herself down, taking his bulbous cockhead into her tight, wet pussy.
She let out a strangled cry as she felt her insides stretching around him, swallowing his girth whole. She had never taken anything this big before, and the sensation of her inner walls straining around Harry's massive cock was unlike anything she had ever experienced.
Harry meanwhile, was in heaven. He could hardly believe that this was finally happening. He had dreamt of having sex with Hermione since forever, and now here she was, impaling herself on his cock like some sort of goddess sent straight from the heavens themselves.
He groaned, his hands reaching out to grab her hips, helping her lower herself down further. "Fuck, you're so tight, Hermione," he groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. "You feel so fucking good!"
Hermione blushed, feeling his cock pushing deeper into her tight, wet folds. "I... I know!" she panted, trying to force herself down further. "You're just... so big!"
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she managed to sink all the way down onto his cock, bottoming out with a loud gasp. For a moment, she simply sat there, enjoying the fullness of being filled up by Harry's massive cock. It was everything she had imagined it would be, and more.
But then, slowly, she started to move, rising up and down on his cock, playing with its length, squirming on it as she kept adjusting to its size. Every time she moved, her insides would clench around him, sucking him deeper into her warmth.
It didn't take long for her to find her rhythm, and soon, she was bouncing up and down on his cock, her still-covered breasts jiggling in time with her movements.
Lavender and Parvati watched, enthralled, as the scene unfolded before their eyes. They had never seen Hermione like this before, and they couldn't believe just how wild and wanton she had suddenly become.
Soon enough, their own hands were wandering down between their legs, teasing their swollen clits and drenched folds beneath their skirts. They couldn't resist the sight any longer, and before long, they were both fingering themselves enthusiastically, while still keeping their eyes on the erotic spectacle before them.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" Hermione cried out, throwing her head back as she rode Harry's cock. "Yes, yes, yes! This is amazing! You're amazing, Harry!"
Harry grinned, watching as Hermione lost herself in pleasure. He loved seeing her like this, so free and uninhibited. It was like a dream come true, and he couldn't help but enjoy every second of it.
Parvati and Lavender watched, entranced, as Hermione continued to ride Harry's cock. "I never thought I'd see Hermione like this," Parvati whispered, her fingers buried deep in her pussy. "She's always been such a prude... but look at her now! She's practically a slut!"
Lavender nodded, her fingers working her pussy in time with Hermione's movements. "Yeah... and in the library, too!" she giggled. "She's such a naughty girl!"
Their words only served to spur Hermione on even further, making her moan louder and bounce harder on Harry's cock. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the stacks of books, filling the air with the sounds of their lovemaking and the scent of sweat and lust.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" Hermione cried out, her fingers digging into the table before them as she chased her orgasm. "Yes, yes, yes! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"
Harry grinned, watching as his little bookworm squirmed and writhed on top of him. Her face was flushed red, her lips parted in a silent scream, and her tits were bouncing wildly beneath her shirt.
And then, without warning, Harry suddenly pushed Hermione forward, bending her fully over the table. He flipped up her skirt, exposing her plump, juicy arse, and her tight, wet pussy clenching and unclenching around his invading cock.
Without hesitation, he started to fuck her with more pace, holding onto her hips as he thrust himself inside her again and again.
Hermione screamed, her body shaking as she came hard. Her juices flowed freely down Harry's shaft, coating his balls in her hot, sticky mess.
Lavender and Parvati watched, their eyes glued to the sight before them. They couldn't believe how wild and wanton Hermione had become, and they couldn't help but chase their own orgasms as they watched.
The rhythmic sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air, accompanied by Hermione's cries of pleasure. It was like music to Harry's ears, and he knew that he wouldn't last much longer.
"I'm going to cum!" he groaned, his fingers digging into Hermione's hips. "I'm going to fill you up, Hermione! Are you ready?"
Hermione nodded, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. "Yes, Harry!" she cried out, her voice hoarse from screaming. "I'm on the potion! Fill me up, Harry! Fill me up!"
With one final, powerful thrust, Harry pushed himself as deep into Hermione's pussy as he could go, emptying himself inside her. His hot, sticky seed filled her up, mixing with her own juices and leaking out of her stretched-out entrance.
Hermione moaned, feeling him pulsing inside her, filling her up. She squeezed her inner walls around him, milking him for every last drop of his load as her eyes rolled back in her head.
When they were done, Harry pulled out of Hermione's pussy, watching as her juices and his own mixed together and leaked out of her still-gaping hole.
"Wow..." Hermione whispered, still trying to catch her breath. "That was... that was amazing, Harry."
Lavender and Parvati nodded in agreement, their fingers slowing after their own release as they watched the afterglow of Harry's and Hermione's lovemaking.
"Yeah... that was fucking hot," Lavender agreed, licking her lips hungrily. "I can't wait to get my turn on that big, fat cock!"
"I'll second that," Parvati added, her fingers slowly kneading her breasts in her own post-orgasmic bliss. "But I'm surprised Madam Pince hasn't kicked us all out yet, given just how loud you were screaming, Hermione!"
Hermione blushed, the reality of what they had just done finally sinking in. "I... I didn't mean to be so loud," she stammered, looking away.
But Harry just chuckled, pulling her close and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Don't worry about it, Hermione," he said softly. "We're at the back of the library. Only the closest tables are likely to have heard anything, and besides... there's nothing wrong with putting on a bit of a show, now, is there?"
But that wasn't enough to stop Hermione from blushing even deeper, her cheeks burning red as she realised just how many people might have heard them, and just how quickly the news were bound to spread throughout school. And yet, despite her embarrassment, she couldn't deny the thrill of it all, knowing that everyone within earshot would know exactly what they had been doing, and exactly how good he had made her feel.
Hermione just hoped Madam Pince wouldn't ban her from ever entering the library again when she heard.
