“Not if you aren’t,” he said. “We are adults, after all.” He smiled his crazy boyish smile.
Instead of smiling, Hermione stood up with a comical struggle from the deep cushions. She reached down and pulled her robe up and over her head. “Do I look afraid?” she asked.
She was very nude. Harry looked down and saw for the first time that she was wearing very high-heeled strappy sandals, that made her feet look deliciously dainty. Her legs were long and firm, not skinny at all. Muscular, maybe. Her legs joined a very nice hips, with the promise of a nicely rounded ass which Harry couldn’t see. Harry’s gaze lingered over her pussy, which was tight and girlish… and bald. Harry’s mind flashed to Minerva McGonagall’s sloppy big cunt, and how it differed so wildly. He thought he’d want Hermione’s anal creampie first… and the thought that he might fuck his old friend made him quake. His eyes traveled up over her firm stomach to her very womanly breasts. He locked his eyes on her large brown nipples, feeling his mouth beginning to salivate. He wanted to suck on those babies! Finally, he met Hermione’s eyes, which had been following his meandering travels up her body.
“Damn, you are hot for the anal creampie,” he said.
Hermione smiled brilliantly. It was like she had been preparing for this very moment, and it had turned out perfectly. “Sit back,” she purred. Harry did, watching her approach him. She squatted in front of him, pulling up his robe and mostly studying his eyes. Harry was wondering if that tight pussy was getting wet, opening and beginning to drip. He himself was fully hard. When Harry’s undies were exposed, Hermione gave him a wink and put her mouth on where his dick head was. She sucked at him then, and Harry gave out a long moan.
He had often stolen off to the bathroom in his senior year, after spending time planning school activities with Hermione. As Head Boy and Head Girl of Hogwarts, they had spent a long time together making sure the students were properly served. Towards the end of the school year, Harry’s urge to have sex with Hermione was such that he had to relieve himself frequently. He had often imagined Hermione sucking his cock. Now that she was, he knew his anal creampie fantasies didn’t even compare.
Hermione nursed at his covered cock for a while, driving Harry crazy. “Oh God, Hermione, just suck me… don’t tease me.”
“You teased me for years with the anal creampie dream, Mr. Potter,” she said. “I’ve wanted to suck your cock since our fifth year. I wanted to feel your fat balls slapping my ass as you fucked me, and see your eyes roll as you gave your anal creampie deep in me. So forgive me if I get a little revenge now!”