The Experiment

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The Experiement

It had started out innocently enough, it really had. Hermione had been flustered all that day, and had even botched a speech she had made to the prefects about patrol times. Harry, who was Head Boy, had stepped in for her though, and had simply given them the parchment to look over for themselves, rather then have Hermione try to explain the whole thing like she would have liked. She had gone to their office and was sitting at her desk, acting as if she was reading some abnormally large book. Harry knew his friend well enough to see when she actually wasn’t reading for once, and she most definitely wasn’t right then. He had only asked her what was the matter; he didn’t know what she would do next would completely turn his life upside down, and that he would like it.

“Hey ‘Mione, what’s wrong? Our Head Girl doesn’t get flustered like that usually,” he said, leaning against her desk beside of her. She didn’t say anything at first, but she turned her head and gave him an appraising kind of look. It made Harry a little nervous, and he shifted his weight from one foot to the other as she continued to look at him, “Mione?” he questioned. She had stood up then and put herself right in front of him and very close. There were only a couple inches between them now, and Harry felt his breath catch a little at their nearness. He had known he’d liked Hermione since the middle of sixth year, when he had tackled her in the snow during one of Hogwarts many snowball wars, and had come up short of breath from looking at her smiling up at him, her eyes shining with mischief, and snow all in her hair. Since then he had watched her and noticed how extraordinarily pretty she was to him. How even though she was short, she had legs that went on for miles; that her breasts were small, but perky and looked wonderful straining the thin material of her shirts; and that he loved to watch her sit and read, as he could watch her school skirt slowly ride up her thighs, and he could imagine everything beneath it, and what he’d like to do to it. Harry had never told Hermione of his crush though, as he was scared of running her off. She and Ron had tried going out at the beginning of sixth year and it had been a disaster from the start and in but a month they were broke up and not talking to each other at all. They had finally reconciled over Christmas, but Harry was still scared to press himself on her now.

Thinking about her had made him almost miss that Hermione had said something like, “I just need your opinion,” and all of a sudden her hands were on either sides of his face, and she brought his face down to hers and their lips grazed each others, and then they were kissing fully on the mouth. He couldn’t help himself, Harry was shocked but pleased and he began nibbling at her lower lip and at her small gasp had darted his tongue into her mouth. She didn’t seem to mind though, as she let out a small noise and her hands moved from his face to slide to the back of his head where she gripped his messy hair in her hands. Harry wanted more of her and he found his hands on her waist and then reaching around her small back to pull her against him. He felt her breasts against him and he groaned in appreciation. He slowly explored that mouth with his tongue, sliding it over her tongue, her teeth, and mapping every inch in there. Harry finally released her mouth from his and they parted, both panting and looking at the other with a new light in their eyes. “Harry,” Hermione started, “Harry, I always thought you didn’t like me,” she said. Harry shook his head, “I’ve liked you since sixth year, and I just thought you didn’t like me, and with the Ron thing I didn’t want to press it anyway,” he replied huskily, his thumbs caressing the small of her back as he continued to hold her. “Oh, I’ve always liked you Harry, since the first day I seen you on the Hogwarts Express, I just didn’t-“ but Hermione never got to finish that sentence as Harry had only heard she liked him and he had went in for another kiss. Hermione didn’t seem to mind a bit that she had been interrupted.

Harry was vaguely aware of them sliding down to the floor after awhile, but he was very aware of when he had pulled her into his lap and she gave out a surprised, “oh!” as she felt his erection through their robes. He flushed, but Hermione only smiled at him and began kissing on his neck, when she reached his collar, she gave a noise of distaste and began to loosen his tie so she could get to more of his skin. Harry, now over his initial embarrassment, decided to not only help with the tie, but he took off his school robes as well. Hermione seemed to like this idea as she too, slipped back onto the floor away from him, and took off her robes, so that she was now only in her shirt and skirt. She climbed back onto Harry and this time she straddled his lap and Harry couldn’t help but moan as he felt her crotch push against his hard dick and she began kissing on his neck again. Harry knew he was going a little fast, but he couldn’t help it when his fingers began to unbutton her shirt from the bottom up. As her mouth returned to his, he slipped off her own tie and shirt off the slight of her shoulders. They hit the floor behind them, forgotten. Harry slid his hands up her soft stomach and cupped her breasts in each of his hands. He squeezed them and was rewarded with a moan from her. She drew back and Harry immediately dropped his hands, thinking he’d gone too fast, even if she had liked it.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to go too fast,” he said looking apologetic; but Hermione shook her head at him, “No Harry, it’s not that at all,” she said leaning back a little. She took her hands from his entangled hair and put them behind her back and suddenly Harry watched her bra become much looser on her. She had unhooked her bra! “Hermione,” he said as he took his hand and pushed one strap off her shoulder. “Harry,” she said as he pushed the other strap off, “I know this is fast, but we’ve lost,” she started as Harry pulled the bra from her, revealing those wonderful orbs of flesh to him, “so much time not being with,” she tried to continue as Harry rolled one of her pink tits in his fingers making it become pebbled and hard, “each other, let’s make up,” she arched her back as Harry began rubbing her other nipple, “for it,” Harry moved one of his hands to her back to hold her in place, and he then leaned down and took her tit into his mouth, sucking on it gently, “now!” she cried out as his teeth bit down on it, and then his tongue lapping at it to take away the sting. Harry was in full agreement with what she had barely gotten out, and he grunted his agreement as he slid his tongue across the expanse of her chest and sucked on her other nipple. He sucked it into his warm mouth and rolled his wet tongue around it. He then bit down on its hardened form making her cry out again. He knew she liked it though; her hips wouldn’t be rocking back and forth on his crotch like that otherwise.

He finally released her other tit as he started kissing his way up her chest, neck, and finally back to her mouth. He pulled her close to him and felt her still hard nipples brush against the rough material of his shirt and she shivered from the contact. Hermione then started to pull Harry’s tie from his shirt as he started to unbutton it to get it off of him. He wanted skin to skin action with her. Finally he was free of his shirt and Hermione immediately began licking and biting at his chest, and he moaned loudly as she quickly undid his belt and pants and she snuck in and he felt her small hand around his cock. She pulled it out of his boxers and out into the open as she sucked on his neck. She stopped kissing him and looked down at his rock hard dick. It was decently long, and thick, especially with her small hand wrapped around it. The head was large and red and he wanted to put it in her somehow, anywhere. She slowly began to stroke it, going up and down his shaft and her other hand came over and her fingers played with his head as she let her thumb graze his slit and he moaned loudly. He pushed on her head and she slid her legs backwards and soon her pink tongue was washing his dick. He grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth directly over his cock, and then he pushed down, Harry just couldn’t take it anymore. He cried out when his dick hit the back of her throat, and then further. She greedily sucked on him, and didn’t seem to mind at all that he was jerking her head up and down his cock. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder, and Harry cried out again, not being able to handle the hot recesses of her mouth any longer. He jerked his hips up and came into her hungry mouth. She drank every drop of it. Harry breathed heavily as he watched her lick the last of his come from him and she then looked up at him, those brown eyes pleading with him for her own release.

He gulped a few more breaths of air, and then pushed her onto her back. He quickly took off her skirt and was left with only a pair of green knickers that had a huge wet spot on the front. He spread her legs out a little and began to rub at her clit with her knickers still on, the material only adding to her pleasure as he rubbed against her swollen nub harder and harder. She moaned loudly and her hips were bucking upwards, for more pleasure. Harry wanted to see her though, all of her, and he wanted to taste her; so he took his hand away much to Hermione’s disagreement, and he slid her wet knickers off. He saw her dark brown curly hair and he slowly spread her legs wide before him. As her legs parted he saw her pink, swollen, wet pussy. He could have looked at it all day, but Hermione’s insistent, “Harry, please!” brought him out of his revelry and he brought his mouth to her clit and he sucked it into his mouth, allowing his tongue and teeth to graze it. He could smell her all over, a sweet yet pungent smell, and she tasted tangy in his mouth as he let his tongue slide down her pussy a few times. Hermione had wrapped her hand in his hair and jerked it hard when Harry inserted two fingers into her. He didn’t think to ask if she had had sex before, he just knew he wanted to hear her crying out his name as he fucked her. She was tight though and he shoved his fingers into her wet warmth hard, wanting to loosen her up a little bit.

The harder his fingers fucked her, the more she moaned. Harry then inserted a third finger into her and she cried out his name, making his cock twitch and started to become hard again. Every time he slammed his long fingers into her tight hole she would cry out his name, her hips started bucking and Harry had to hold them down with his other arm as continued to finger fuck her as hard as he could. Harry wanted her though so bad, he didn’t want her to just come on his hand, he still needed more. In one motion Harry took his mouth from her and he pulled his fingers out completely. Hermione let out a growl and her hips tried to thrash up to get back to him. “Harry! Harry please!” she begged him, not understanding. He grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled her down so his face was level with hers. She looked up at him with an extremely frustrated face. Harry though, looked completely calm as he kissed her lightly on the mouth and then brought the hand that had been fucking her to her mouth and wiped some of her juices onto her full lips. She gasped at this and Harry took that chance and stuck one of his fingers into her mouth. She immediately began to suck her own juices off of it and he cooed at her and kissed her jaw line softly as he let her lick his other two fingers clean of herself. He kissed her ear and whispered into it just as she finished, “I had to stop; I need more from you ‘Mione. I need to fuck that tight cunt of yours properly,” he said as he lowered his hips onto hers and rubbing his hard on against her thighs and pussy.

Hermione’s eyes widened, and she understood why he had stopped when he did. She moaned lowly and their mouths crashed together as Harry rocked his hard dick into her wet hole. It took a couple thrusts before he was fully inside of her, but when he was he groaned in ecstasy as she wrapped her long legs around him, still kissing him. He began fucking her and they moved together as if they had always been doing this with each other. Every thrust brought on a new wave of pleasure for both of them, and Hermione thought she was going to split in half from his big cock being all the way inside of her. Harry began fucking her more frantically, slamming into her harder and harder. Hermione held onto him, her nails digging into his back, her hips rising up to meet his every thrust. It didn’t take long for either of them as Hermione came first, breaking up their kissing as she let out a hoarse cry. Harry could have went longer if she hadn’t of been squeezing his cock so hard in her orgasm, and he too let out a moan as he crashed his cock into her one last time and let himself come inside her. Shot after shot of come spurted from his dick into her and she wanted all of it. Finally when it seemed as they had finished, Harry with the last of his strength for the moment, flipped her over so he could rest against the floor and not crush her underneath him.

They held onto each other, both breathing raggedly and their hearts racing. Hermione rested her head against his shoulder, her hands pillowing his head. He felt her sweaty body against his own and placed one arm across her back, and the other hand wandered down and gripped her firm ass to make sure she didn’t move. She shifted slightly and both shivered as Harry’s cock was still inside of her. They didn’t speak, but finally Harry combed his fingers through her tangled hair and asked, “Hey ‘Mione?” She looked up at him, her face full of sated pleasure and let out a low, “Hmm?” He rubbed his hand across her ass check, allowing a finger or to dip into her crack for just a second, “What was that you said before we started all this? Something about an opinion?” She wiggled her butt, making Harry moan as his cock finally slipped out of her, but she really wanted to feel his fingers on her ass some more. “Oh, well earlier Dean kissed me on a dare from Seamus in the common room, and because I didn’t kiss him back, he said I was bad at it,” and she looked at Harry slyly, “and I couldn’t stop thinking about it for some reason, so I figured I’d get your opinion on it,” she said with that same mischievous look in her eyes that he had fallen for in the first place. He ghosted one of his fingers over her asshole, making her squirm some more, “Oh, so this is all some kind of experiment of yours, Miss Granger?” She smiled, “Yes, I suppose it is. So what do you think Mr. Potter?” He hummed for a second, thinking while smiling all the while. He rubbed a finger against her asshole, making her push her butt up in pleasure, he thought he knew another place now he wanted to fuck her, “Well the outlook seems good, but I think we need to test that theory a few more times,” he said as he pushed his index finger into her. She moaned and pushed her ass up, making his entire finger go in. He began pushing it in and out of her, as she gasped, “I think that’s a good idea too,” and their conversation was over as their mouths came together once more, to strictly test their theory of course.

Well okay, that was the story, I hope you liked it! Now I have a second chapter in mind to finish the story, and maybe if a few people are nice and review I will write it and post really soon! ;) So TBC!