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Authors name: Greven (vatiildal@yahoo.com)
Story title : Hermione's Journey Continues
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Hermione's Journey Continues (Mf, ped, 1st, parody)
by Greven (vatiildal@yahoo.com)
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This is the second part of my story. Hermione is found
out by Dumbledor and is taught a lesson and teaches one
in turn.
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As Hermione crept from Hagrid's modest home for the
third time in a week she could not help but feel that
sooner or later someone would find out about her little
nocturnal trips.
She began to fear exposure more and more and wondered
if she could sneak a few uses of Harry's cloak when he
wasn't using it to hide in the girls' dressing room.
She couldn't believe he thought he could get away with
that old trick. Every girl in Gryphindor knew about it,
but rather liked having the attention from the "living
legend".
"Miss Granger."
Startled Hermione spun to see Albus Dumbledore standing
on the landing above her. "Would you mind coming to my
office." Dumbledore said with his customary quiet
grace.
"I knew this would happen." The young girl thought to
herself.
As the stone griffon finished its journey, Hermione
breath was taken away by the sight of the head masters
library. Tome after tome beckoned, begging to be read.
"Miss Granger I hate to distract you but I believe
there is something we need to discus."
Slowly Hermione turned back to face Dumbledore. Her
fear grew in her chest as she tried to figure out how
she could avoid the question she knew was coming. As if
reading her mind or maybe just her fear Dumbledore
looked into her eyes. "Never fear little one. No one is
going to harm you. I just want to make sure you are
alright and nothing is happening that is, shall we say,
"unwanted"."
Slowly it all became very clear to Hermione. Dumbledore
was only concerned for her safety not to chastise her.
As she looked into his eyes she saw that there was
genuine concern there. "I think he is the one who is
afraid here. He wanted to protect me from harm, but
understands that this is my decision" She thought to
herself.
Hermione rose and walked around his desk. As she drew
close to him Dumbledore seemed to grow uncomfortable.
Hermione could not help herself as she wrapped her arms
around the old man and drew him into a loving embrace.
"Thank you for your understanding, Sir." She could feel
him stiffen at first but slowly he began to soften to
her embrace. She could also sense that there was
something else developing here.
Slowly she angled her eyes downward and noticed her
closeness as having unexpected effects on Dumbledore. A
small tent was beginning to form at the front of his
robes. To test her suspicions, Hermione gently breathed
on the side of his neck and became intrigued by the
results. What she took to be his erection tuned out to
just be his wand, for when she tickled his neck his
true erection showed itself.
Dumbledore felt himself aroused by the young girls
actions and preceded to disengage himself from her
embrace. "You are very welcome Hermione but you must
understand. While I try to let our students some
headway here, I must press upon you the danger you are
exposing yourself and the school to. If this should
become public it would be devastating. I must ask you
to keep this a discreet as possible. I have asked you
up here to instruct you in ways to do just that. I
think the best way is to supply you with the correct
equipment."
"I think you have some very nice "equipment" as it is,"
Hermione quipped as she began to envision what could be
hiding under his robes.
"Now Miss Granger that is not what I was talking
about," the old wizard said as he began to feel
unwanted blood flow. As hard as he tried he couldn't
keep the thoughts of what was probably going on in that
small house of Hagrid's.
Having the young girl standing before him made the
images even more vivid. He shook his head to try to
remove the images from his mind, but they would not
die. Having her actively being aggressive didn't help
either. There she stood before him in her very neat
uniform. Clean and fresh as only a young girl can be.
Her scent still lingered in his nose. The sweetness of
innocence and strawberries filled his mind.
As his lecture went on Hermione could see the weakening
begin. She thought it was funny how such a great and
powerful man could be at such odds with himself. It
gave her a sense of power she was not sure she liked.
Why do men have such guilt over giving someone
something they knowingly wanted? Why was there so much
fear? Was it so bad when compared to the uncaring
groping of young lust-filled boys? She had heard the
stories from some of the older girls, how pain filled
their first time was.
Hermione remembered how loving and gentle Hagrid was.
Of course there was that first moment of pain and
discomfort, but then there was nothing but bliss. She
had never felt the loneliness, or the awkward "now
what" afterwards, only love. It was at that moment she
decided Dumbledore would be hers before she left his
office.
Dumbledore was talking to Hermione and saw something
cross the young girls face, a decision in her mind had
been made and he began to worry. He could see her eyes
change, the innocence drained away and in its place a
smoldering sensuality grew. Her posture changed as she
tilted her hips and thrust out her chest. Her orange
sized breasts stretched out the front of her blouse and
Dumbledore began to feel his resolve melting.
The young girl began to disappear and the sexual animal
began to emerge. Slowly Hermione reached up and undid
her tie, while never loosing eye contact with
Dumbledore. He knew he had to stop her before this went
any further but he couldn't seem to do anything but
watch the scene unfold. Taking his inaction as
encouragement, Hermione began to unbutton her blouse.
Feeling the cool air of the office caress her breasts
caused her nipples to stiffen and grow crinkly and ache
with her arousal. This had the desired effect on the
man as she noticed her nipples were not the only thing
growing stiff. She shrugged her shoulders and let the
garment fall to the floor.
Gradually she let her hands rise and part his robe.
Hermione's eyes grew with surprise as she uncovered her
goal. Before was a well-sized yet completely hairless
shaft. Gently she stroked from tip to base, in awe of
its smooth texture. Dumbledore simply put was in
complete shock.
Inside his mind raged at the girl's actions, but that's
where his activity ended. Even his breath would barely
come as he watched her tiny hand grasp him and barley
encircle it. Hermione leaned forward and gave the tip a
gentle kiss. Her tongue slipped out and made small
circles below the head, drawing a deep moan from Albus,
thus giving her encouragement to go further.
Easing her head forward she began to engulf as much as
she could. As the head hit the back of her throat she
decided to attempt something she had only heard about.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pushed him
even deeper. She could feel her throat actual stretch
as he went deeper and deeper till suddenly she felt her
nose hit stomach. Hermione's eyes shot open in surprise
at her accomplishment.
She had done it! She had swallowed the whole thing!
Dumbledore on the other hand had a completely different
reaction. Never in his wildest imagination could he
ever envision the sight before him. A small curly
headed girl had taken him into her throat, and now was
proceeding to give him pleasure he could never have
hoped to experience.
After the initial difficulty Hermione found taking the
whole thing became easier. In fact she found the
sensation stimulating. She could feel herself getting
more and more exited, and knew she would soon have to
use her new toy for its intended purpose.
Meanwhile Dumbledore sat and stared. He could actually
see Hermione small throat bulge around his shaft as her
chin bumped his scrotum. After a few minutes he could
feel his orgasm building, and suddenly Hermione let him
go with a loud POP. "Mmmmm... That was delicious but I
want to feel this where it will do us both some good."
Dumbledore scarcely heard a word she said, as he was
lost in the sensations coursing through his body. The
young girl rose to her feet and slid her skirt and
panties off her slim hips. Kicking the small bundle
away from her, she slid her hands up her body, feeling
the tingling follow her fingertips. Dumbledore looked
down and for the first time seemed to realize what was
happening.
"Wha--what? Oh my goodness. You are so magnificent."
Was all he could say as his eyes took in the sight
before him. Hermione's satiny skin called out to be
stroked he pert small breasts stood out from her form,
capped by dainty pink nipples that were slowly
crinkling up with arousal. His eyes lowered to take in
the flat stomach that ended in an eye-catching dimple
just above her pubic bone.
Suddenly his eyes focused on a most striking vision,
her small yet still hairless mound lay waiting before
him. Dumbledore eased over to his desk and practically
dropped into the seat while gently guiding her in front
of him.
He set his hands under her arms and lifted Hermione to
a sitting position on his desk before him. Gently he
pushed the young form down while raising her legs over
his shoulders. Her body opened up to him and the smell
of her arousal over took any restraint he had left.
Albus eased his tongue slowly up her vulva opening her
up further, while the flavor of her juices filled his
head. When he reached her clit the reaction was
unexpected.
Hermione clutched his head and began to direct him
where his mouth could do what she wanted. His tongue
slid deep into the girl and pulled all that he could
into his mouth savoring her tart flavor. The walls of
her pussy pulled on his tongue, milking it, urging it
deeper in. He slipped out and tried to focus on the
hard clit sticking up, begging for attention.
Hermione was in heaven; she now knew why he was called
the headmaster. His tongue was hitting places she only
hoped she had. The pleasure was quickly building to the
point she could no longer control herself, she was
slowly leaving reality and was passing into the realm
of fantasy.
Dumbledore tilted his head and gently took her clit
into his mouth and began to suck. With her clit firmly
held between his lips he began to drag his tongue
across it. Hermione's moans filled his ears,
encouraging him to even greater acts. Slowly he drew
circles around her clit with the tip of his tongue
causing it to swell with excitement. He took his index
finger and wetted it with her juices as they flowed
from her and eased it into her. Her reaction to this
was as he expected. Her moans increased as he bent his
finger to find the one spot he knew would send her over
the edge.
He gently began to stroke side to side on the inside of
her pelvis stimulating her g-spot, which caused her
orgasm to become a climax. Hermione's world exploded
into flashes of light, which turned into blackness as
she passed out. Dumbledore meanwhile worried that his
head might not survive as her legs clenched his head
till he could feel his pulse in his ears, suddenly the
pressure disappeared and her legs fell away limply. He
rose to assure the young girl was alright.
Hermione looked up just as Dumbledore stood, and locked
her ankles behind his back. "Dear lord where did you
learn to do that?" she asked.
"I take it that you enjoyed yourself?"
"You could say that. I never thought it possible to
feel that good."
"I'm glad it was enjoyable. Now what do you have in
mind?" he asked as she began to clench and unclench her
legs.
"Well I'm sure you would like to put that lovely wand
of yours to use, and I have just the place to use it."
She reached down and grasped Dumbledore's shaft and
began to rub it up and down her slick opening. He felt
the tip lodge in her entrance, as she began to pull him
to her with her legs.
Suddenly Dumbledore received a shock as her felt
something blocking his path. "Are you still a virgin??"
"Of course!" she replied.
"But I thought with your visits to Hagrid's..."
"Oh, he was afraid to do that with me yet. I was
supposed to wait till later for him to teach me that,
but it seems I'm going to have a more experienced
teacher though," she said as she forced him all the way
into her. "Ow!! Oh well, I won't have to worry about
that anymore. Now if you'll just sit there for a bit
while I get used to you."
Dumbledor was in shock. Before he could do anything
about it he had deflowered this young girl or more
correctly she had used him to do it. He had never meant
to go this far, but now that it had he decided to do
things right. He had the feeling that he was wrapped in
a tight velvet glove. Slowly her body adjusted to his
size, and he began to ease himself outward. Her muscles
didn't seem to like this because they clamped down and
tried to pull him deeper. He let himself be drawn
deeper into her body, until he felt another block.
Hermione gasped as she felt his tip push against her
cervix, and she knew then that she was full. She wanted
more but did not know what to do about it. "Just relax
my dear," Dumbledor said gently as he began to
withdraw.
With less than an inch left within her he began to
slowly thrust back Her body began to adjust to the new
sensations. The pleasure began to filter past the pain
and Hermione eyes began to widen as a whole new world
of pleasure opened up to her. She felt fullness where
she never knew she was empty, and all she could do was
cry.
Dumbledor looked down and feared he had hurt her so he
stopped and began to pull out.
"No! Don't leave me, don't stop," she cried.
"B-but your tears?"
"Oh! Oh... It feels so wonderful please don't ever
stop."
With this encouragement all he could do was continue
with loving care to fulfill her needs. A fine sweat
began to break out across her body as the two lovers
found their rhythm. The same rhythm men and women have
sought for millennia.
Dumbledor stood, looking down at Hermione and watched
as the newly made woman began to satisfy herself, while
he began to fall in love. He knew at that moment what
Hagrid found so attractive in these young women. While
in the beginning they were timid and shy like most
women, once you got going, nature was able to burst
through and take over.
True passion showed itself, no worry about looks or
actions, just nature. Here was a woman in her truest
form. As Dumbledor thrust into her, Hermione found that
she could no longer control herself. Her body was
pulsing, and the sensations were building to an end she
both longed for and feared. She didn't want this to
ever end. Her eyes locked on to his and she saw the
love that existed there. Suddenly a flush began to
crawl over her body. She could feel her breast grow
hotter and hotter. Soon it reached her face and began
to move toward her stomach.
From Dumbledore's position he could tell she was
approaching her climax. He reached down between their
bodies to find her clit and began to brush it lightly
with his thumb. She couldn't feel it but her body
reacted just the same. The flush spread even faster and
she feared what might be coming next. She had never
felt like this. She knew what to expect for an orgasm,
but this paled in comparison.
An orgasm felt like a small balloon filling her up then
popping, this was all together different. Her body felt
like it was going to explode. Her mind was lost amid
the bombardment of sensations. Her heart swelled every
time she looked into his loving eyes. All she could do
was lie there and let nature and this wonderful man
take control. He could feel her body nearing its climax
as it pulled him deeper and deeper.
He could feel his own body wanting to meet her there.
His body surprised him in that he hadn't felt like this
in many, many years. His heart grew with love rather
than shrink with concern, and for the first time in a
decade his cock began to expand to even greater lengths
to satisfy this young woman's needs. His scrotum had
pulled up tight against his body, and he knew he didn't
have much longer to last.
Hermione could feel him swelling inside her as his tip
began to push itself even deeper. Her flush seemed to
stop where his cock ended as if waiting for some
trigger to release it. Suddenly she knew what she
needed for her release.
"Cum, cum for me. Come in me," she began to chant.
Dumbledor heard her and could do nothing to deny her.
His climax exploded from him. He could feel it flow
from his body into hers, and it in turn set hers off as
well. She felt him push deeply into her, a hot pulsing
feeling hit her bodies' core, and her world blew apart.
Light, taste, and touch blended into one. She no longer
could feel her body as she floated along in a world of
pleasure and safety.
Dumbledor felt his body release deep into her as she
began her climax. Her body grasped him and began to
milk him. Her muscles pulled his body into hers as came
more than he ever had, giving her more than he ever
knew he could. Stars exploded before his eyes as her
climax reached into him and filled him with a sense of
rightness. That his love was for her, and her love was
his if only for the here and now.
To be continued???
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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