How Long has it Been
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
7,341
Reviews:
36
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Eleven – Day 1 Morning part II
Chapter 11 – Day 1 Morning part II
Response to Reviewers
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Applekissis – Thank you! I’m not sure how it will end but I think am about 1/3 done.
Christie – She always wanted to be wanted for both her mind and her body. If she agrees, Snape will be a lucky man, all that pent-up energy. If one boy had wanted her for her mind she would be a different person. And as for Krum, imho He wanted her but not her brain. She couldn’t talk to him, only be snogged silly.
SnapesPet30 – I don’t think it’s slutty to know what you want; it’s only slutty if you don’t care where you get it.
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Hermione lay in her bed and wondered did she want a relationship with Snape. “On the one hand I’d get as much sex as I wanted, but on other hand what would people say? How would Snape treat me? What if she fell in love and he only wanted her as a good fuck.” She decided she wanted to go see Snape first thing the next morning but first she had to go to work and then meet someone for dinner.
Her dream was still on her mind and she didn’t want to be horny all day at work. She cursed her body and went to the dresser. She got out a simple plain black business suit, stockings, and flats. She was in a little bit of a mood, so she choice bright blue outer robes. She found a nice pair of panties. Not the sexy stuff hidden in the back, but not the granny drawers for when she felt bloated. She chose something simple and sleek that hugged her curves and made her feel a little womanlier.
She knew what she had wanted to do since she awoke, but somehow it felt different. She looked at her assortment of playthings of Flesh and Silk. Over ten years she had developed quiet a collection. Absent-mindly she wondered what her mother would think of Snape and his request. She had dildos and small vibes to ride her clit. Nipple clamps (though she hated them), and several odd items that were spelled to try to replace a man. There were artificial dicks, artificial tongues, and artificial fingers. She wanted a real man but settled on her favorite the dick/tongue combo.
She liked to masturbate in the shower; the water washing over her was almost like someone touching her all over. As a prefect she would often commandeer the prefect’s bathroom and just soak and well if her fingers knew what she liked then all the better for her mood. She knew the boys jacked off at Hogwarts but she never heard any gossip about any of her dorm mates. For a long time during her fourth year at Hogwarts she was afraid she was the only one.
She settled into the tub of warm water and washed her body thoroughly, she pinned her hair up in a bun to keep it from getting wet. She soaped up a washcloth and started with her face, removing the make up she fell asleep with on, then onto her neck and arms. She washed her breasts, paying attention to how she felt as she touched them.
She washed her back and stopped to shave her underarms. She then washed and shaved her legs.
She wondered if she were stalling, she knew she wanted to come, maybe more than once, but she didn’t seem to want to start yet. She lay back and relaxed. She though of Snape and her dream, what his touch felt like. She pictures the cock from her dreams. It was far bigger than any she had ever seen and she had seen a lot from websites, movies, and playgirl (she loved the wizard version where each page was a strip show).
Then it hit her, was she afraid of being with Snape, because of his largeness? Hmm she pondered that. “Hell I’m practically a virgin if you don’t count the toys, and five quick inches of wizard.” But at the same time she felt excited about the prospect of being filled totally. She had heard from Ginny that if the guy was large enough you could feel every vein as he thrust. She pictured Snape in her bed, pinning her down. She already felt wet. She saw him holding his erection, kneeling between her thighs.
He entered her in her mind, as she inserted the toy inside her self. She pushed it in as far as she could, feel the fullness and the softness of the artificial skin. She activated the spell that made it thrust and she started making love to the toy as though it was a real man, instead of letting it do all the work. She left off the tongue attachment to more closely mimic a real fucking. She could see his dark eyes set in concentration. His hair was brushing her face as he pumped into her pushing them both to the edge of bliss. She came hard three times before she came out of her fantasy and took a quick shower to wash off the sweat, dressed, and headed to work.
Response to Reviewers
******************************************************************
Applekissis – Thank you! I’m not sure how it will end but I think am about 1/3 done.
Christie – She always wanted to be wanted for both her mind and her body. If she agrees, Snape will be a lucky man, all that pent-up energy. If one boy had wanted her for her mind she would be a different person. And as for Krum, imho He wanted her but not her brain. She couldn’t talk to him, only be snogged silly.
SnapesPet30 – I don’t think it’s slutty to know what you want; it’s only slutty if you don’t care where you get it.
******************************************************************
Hermione lay in her bed and wondered did she want a relationship with Snape. “On the one hand I’d get as much sex as I wanted, but on other hand what would people say? How would Snape treat me? What if she fell in love and he only wanted her as a good fuck.” She decided she wanted to go see Snape first thing the next morning but first she had to go to work and then meet someone for dinner.
Her dream was still on her mind and she didn’t want to be horny all day at work. She cursed her body and went to the dresser. She got out a simple plain black business suit, stockings, and flats. She was in a little bit of a mood, so she choice bright blue outer robes. She found a nice pair of panties. Not the sexy stuff hidden in the back, but not the granny drawers for when she felt bloated. She chose something simple and sleek that hugged her curves and made her feel a little womanlier.
She knew what she had wanted to do since she awoke, but somehow it felt different. She looked at her assortment of playthings of Flesh and Silk. Over ten years she had developed quiet a collection. Absent-mindly she wondered what her mother would think of Snape and his request. She had dildos and small vibes to ride her clit. Nipple clamps (though she hated them), and several odd items that were spelled to try to replace a man. There were artificial dicks, artificial tongues, and artificial fingers. She wanted a real man but settled on her favorite the dick/tongue combo.
She liked to masturbate in the shower; the water washing over her was almost like someone touching her all over. As a prefect she would often commandeer the prefect’s bathroom and just soak and well if her fingers knew what she liked then all the better for her mood. She knew the boys jacked off at Hogwarts but she never heard any gossip about any of her dorm mates. For a long time during her fourth year at Hogwarts she was afraid she was the only one.
She settled into the tub of warm water and washed her body thoroughly, she pinned her hair up in a bun to keep it from getting wet. She soaped up a washcloth and started with her face, removing the make up she fell asleep with on, then onto her neck and arms. She washed her breasts, paying attention to how she felt as she touched them.
She washed her back and stopped to shave her underarms. She then washed and shaved her legs.
She wondered if she were stalling, she knew she wanted to come, maybe more than once, but she didn’t seem to want to start yet. She lay back and relaxed. She though of Snape and her dream, what his touch felt like. She pictures the cock from her dreams. It was far bigger than any she had ever seen and she had seen a lot from websites, movies, and playgirl (she loved the wizard version where each page was a strip show).
Then it hit her, was she afraid of being with Snape, because of his largeness? Hmm she pondered that. “Hell I’m practically a virgin if you don’t count the toys, and five quick inches of wizard.” But at the same time she felt excited about the prospect of being filled totally. She had heard from Ginny that if the guy was large enough you could feel every vein as he thrust. She pictured Snape in her bed, pinning her down. She already felt wet. She saw him holding his erection, kneeling between her thighs.
He entered her in her mind, as she inserted the toy inside her self. She pushed it in as far as she could, feel the fullness and the softness of the artificial skin. She activated the spell that made it thrust and she started making love to the toy as though it was a real man, instead of letting it do all the work. She left off the tongue attachment to more closely mimic a real fucking. She could see his dark eyes set in concentration. His hair was brushing her face as he pumped into her pushing them both to the edge of bliss. She came hard three times before she came out of her fantasy and took a quick shower to wash off the sweat, dressed, and headed to work.