One Night Stand!

This is the last part of Snape\'s one night stand.
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Chapter 3:


It was rather late and I had a bit too much to drink. From a bench in the now almost deserted rose garden I d sed see her in her rooms. She was pacing back and forth, agitated, behind the now closed curtains. I wanted to be with her, hold her, tell her I loved her with all my heart. But she was in fact very upset by me because of Donna .


I looked up once more before I got up and headed for my dorm. The Halloween Ball was over and all, well almost all teachers were collecting trash from the ground and cleaning the Great Hall for breakfast the next morning. I walked in to see if Isabella might be here again. She wasn’t, not to my surprise.


“Mister Snape!” it was Professor Dumbledore. “I thought I told everybody to go back to their common rooms for an after party.” He said with a twinkle in his eyes. “I guess, my dear boy, that even counts for you.” I nodded, glassy eyed.


“Goodnight sir.” I said and turned. I walked toward the dungeons to go straight to bed. I stopped in my tracks. Doing an about face, I had to see Isabella before going to bed. She had to at least hear me out.


I peeped around the corner to see if there was a living soul in the nearby hall. No one was there, not even a ghost. I did a short prayer and ran to the stairs as quietly, and as fast as my feet would go. The second floor corridor was dark. --The Ravenclaws must be in their common rooms already, the saints--.


It was pitch-dark, but I could find her private rooms blindly. I decided to go through the DADA classroom to avoid nosy students or patroling staff members. I sneaked through the room to her office. At her door to her rooms I heard someone talk. I placed my ear against the door and heard the headmaster speak.


“You’ve gone too far, Isabella. You made his head go wild with dancing so close.” I could hear Isabella sighing.


“I didn’t do a thing, headmaster. And he knew that too! He’s in love with Donna Springfield and I’m certainly not in love with Severus. He’s just a student, a boy…” I felt disappointment creeping up my back. But I knew it was a lie.


“Very well, I believe you.” the headmaster said, though not very convinced. I’ll see you tomorrow at breakfast, then.” After he’d said his goodbyes he left. When his footsteps died in the hall I knew I HAD to see her. It was deadly silent and cold. I heard her letting herself fall in an overstuffed armchair near the fireplace. My heart torn in bits when I heart her sob. ‘She does feel something for me after all’, I remember exulting in her agony.


After a few minutes I couldn’t take the sound of her crying any more. I placed my wand upon the doorknob and said a simple spell. I pushed it open and saw her, hunched up in her chair near the hearth. I stepped in the room. She didn’t heard me come in. I stopped and thought about what to say to her. What could I say? “I\'m sorry.” I heard myself say. Isabella jumped. She got rid of her tears with the back of her hand and looked at me, frigidly.


“Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be with Donna right now, or better…in your own bed?” she said bitterness coloring her tone. I didn’t answer, but instead walked over to her. I stood right in front of her now, my frustration apparent, why wouldn’t she let me explain? I wondered.


Instead I met her eyes with my own steady ones.


“If you’d stayed, you saw that I completely rejected her, only to go back to you!” My anger evident.


“Keep on dreaming.” She said incredulous. “You can”t proove that, and you know it.” Well she was right about that, or was she? Deciding; actions speak louder than words, I lowered myself to my knees, gathered her close to me and kissed her with all the passion that she ignited within me.


She tried to pull away but I continued showing her, the only way I knew how to convince her. My hands pressed her close to me. I delighted in the feel of her smooth skin under my hands. We kissed for a few moments before she pushed me back. She was smiling now, her tears still visible on her sheeks.


“Okay, I believe you.” she said. I took a long breath, partly because of the long kiss we just had and because I was relieved she’d finally came to her senses. I took her in my arms and hugged her tightly. There we sat, me on the floor next to her chair, and shradlradled in my arms.


“I want you.” I whispered in her ear and sucked on her earlobe.


“What?”


“I want you.”


“Oh.” she said back and giggled. Her face became a fresh shade of pink.


“I heard you had nice company, just before I came in?” I looked at her with an evil grin on my face.


“Oh yeah. I had to convince him you meant nothing to me.” I raised an eyebrow.


“And, don’t I mean a thing to you?” I joked.


“I was a total wreck when I saw Donna kissing you, that is why I ran, of course.” She confessed. I ran my fingers through her hair and kissed her neck.


Well..(kiss)… I was(kiss)…a wreck…(kiss, kiss)…when…(suck)…you didn’t want to…(kiss)…talk with me.” I said not hiding my own feelings. --Trust me, I do not show my emotions very often. So don’t see it as a habit!--


“Oh Severus, what are we doing? This is so wrong…” She protested mildly. I kept on kissing her neck, my lips trailing across her jaw to nipple her delicate earlobe. “We both know…Severus…I can lose my…Oh Severus.... That I can-lose-my-job… OHHH Severussss.” She moaned in pleasure. “Now hold it for a minute… please.” She was getting very hot.


I didn’t want to listen. I continued my little kissing session. “And…you can get… ohhh… expelled.” I finally stopped kissing her gorgeous neck.


“I think I have the perfect solution for that problem.” I gasped for air. I wasn\'t thinking too clearly, I had other things on my mind, like my cock. It was rock-hard and aching against my too tight boxers. It was frustrating to know we both wanted it so bad but weren’t allowed to. Isabella frowned and gave a stiffle groan.


“No, I’m serious. Let’s make it a one night stand. No one will ever know because we surely won’t say a word and… Oh that feels good, after that, we will s-see what ohhhhh...happens.” She was caressing my hardness through my pants and it felt heavenly. I couldn’t think straight any more, she was too sweet and soft at the touch.


She looked up and our eyes locked. She didn’t need to answer my question nor did I have to ask her for permission to continue. It suddenly made me very nervous. This was what I wanted very much but I hadn’t any experience with girls and now I was about to spend the night with a woman, older, experienced and… my teacher!


She started to kiss me, very passionately. Our tongues found each other and played a dangerous game. She removed my cloak and started to unbutton my shirt, still kissing me. I got so randy I began to stroke her thighs with my hands and rocked between them with my fully erected shaft. I pulled her skirt up a bit to have better access.


“I love you.” I told her under my breath. She heard it, because she took my hand and pushed it in her slick wetness. She was so ready for me. I caressed her and found her nub to tease it a bit. That feeling made me even harder and I banged my cock in her inner thighs.


My free hand slid down her back and found her zipper. As I earlier that evening pulled it up I now pushed it down, leaving her slim back in the cold air. She shivered and pulled me closer to warm her . I put my arm around her back and caressed it.


In the meantime Isabella made a rush in unbuttoning my shirt. There were only about eight buttons left when I lost control, and tore them off. The buttons flew around in every directiGentGently I pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and kissed them softly.


Isabella stripped off my shirt and we got to our feet. We stood kissing in front of the fire, her dress falling to the floor. She stepped out of it and pressed her bare belly against my outstanding, still covered member. I moaned at the feeling of it and sucked in one of her earlobes.


Suddenly, very seductively she grabbed my belt and opened it. Then she opened my pants and slid one hand in. I groaned and my breath got faster and faster. She grabbed my cock in her small hand and slid it along my shaft in poor imitation of sex. Poor though it was, I got weak in my legs by the tense feeling it gave me. Isabella noticed my trembling knees and knelt down to the floor.


“I think it would by wise for you to sit now, Severus. I don’t want you fainting now.” She giggled shyly while I dropped to the floor. I stretched out making myself comfortable. I kissed her sweet skin of her neck as she sidled up next to me.


“You taste so good.” I said and bent lower to take one of her round breasts in my mouth. I sucked on her rapidly hardening nipple and heard Isabella moaning. I could hear she enjoyed everything I did to her. After a minute or two I took in her other breast and did the same, while I took the abandoned nipple between my index finger and thumb.


Isabella pulled away from me, and for a moment I was slightly disappointed. I realized it was my turn to enjoy at what she had to give. She kissed her way down my stomach and tongued my navel. It send a shiver down my spine. She continued her exotic kisses downwards and stopped at the base of my hard shaft. I saw her tongue and start licking my dick. She licked up and down my length and I bucked my hips every time she reached my head. Even Donna didn’t elicit this response from me. I was in heaven. If dying felt like that, I wouldn’t mind at all.


Her kisses and tongue flickerings got rougher and soon she took my whole cock in her mouth, her lips tight around it. I felt my member pounding in her tight mouth, sending pre-cum out of the tip. She had done this before, her expertise evident. She sucked and swirled her tongue around my head, making me lay down on the rug as lethargy invaded my limbs. A groan escaped the back of my throat and my hips jerked in steady waves. My breath staggered and I felt I was coming veoon.oon. Isabella heard my moans and was urged on. She cupped my testicles and massaged them. I couldn’t stand it much longer now, this was too much.


Finally, after what seemed like ages, I came. I came hard and long, spilling my hot semen in her mouth as she tried to swallow as much as she could. When I was done, she looked up, small streams of cum running down her swollen red lips.


“You taste good yourself too.” She said. Still recovering from my orgasm, I frowned at her slightly.


“D-do I? I… wouldn’t know.” She pushed herself up and looked me in my eyes. Before I knew what she was up to, she was kissing me, my taste still in her mouth. It was erotic, the taste of me, salty and bitter mixed with her own pleasant taste. I didn\'t think it was bad at all. She pulled away from me, her impish smile flying across her features.


“See,” she told me, running a finger over my lips, “Do you really think, that if you tasted bad, I would desperately want to swallow all you had to offer?” I nodded, dazedly. I could feel my erection returning, and it had only been a few moments. Having lost my inhibitions, I pushed her away from my chest and onto her back. She looked questioningly at me, and realized what I was doing. I got on top of her. I had to tell her I never had sex before. She had to guide me through this whole new adventure.


“Isabella… I…-“ But she put her finger on my lips to prevent me from further speaking.


“I know. You’re a virgin.” I swallowed hard and felt a little embarrassed.

“If you want to stop now, I understand. I mean, if you rather have a real man with experience.” I said and started to pull myself up to get off of her.


“What are you talking about, rather have a real man. You are a real man, Severus. A man who hasn’t had sex before.” Isabella answered me. “I’ll show you all about it. It isn’t as difficult as you think, really. Just rely on your male instinct and you’ll be al right, trust me.” She whispered and placed a small kiss on my collarbone. I took a deep breath and nodded.


I felt my erection straining the bonds of my own flesh. It throbbed almost painfully. I experimentally slid my index finger in her wet opening and thrusted in and out in a rhythm that was slowly going faster. She moaned and I could figure out she wasn’t far from having her own orgasm. I slid my finger out just before she came and did something incredible stupid….


I pressed mck-hck-hard cock against her swolled lips and thought I could enter just as easilly. It wasn’t of course. How could I know!


“Love, it doesn’t go in by itself, nine out of ten times. You have to guide it in with your hand.” she smiled and took a lose strand of hair out of my eyes and tucked it behind my ear before kissing me fully on my lips.


“Oh.” Was the only thing I could muffle. I took my member in my hand and tried to find the way to her opening. “Damn, where is it!” I muttered after a few seconds.


“A bit lower would do, I think.” She said between ragid breaths. Now I looked between our sweaty and almost steamy bodies and saw what I had been doing. I was pressing my dick into her belly all the time.


Sorry.” I said and directed my cock to her mound.


“AHHHH….Yessss. T-that’s i-it.” she gasped when I slid in firmly.


“Did I hurt you?” Her moans made me jump. I thought I had hurt her. She only shook her head.


“You’re doing fine, love, very fine. Are you sure thisss i-s your f-firts time? You came in asss a ve-ry very ex-perien-ced mannn.” she almost cried as pleasure hit her.


I stopped thrusting. Was she saying I was doing… great? She opened her eyes, looking at me in pure extasy.


“Try to enjoy it too. Don’t worry too much, you do fine.” She encouraged her words husky and staggered. I started trusting again building the pressure in both our bodies.


“AH…AH…AHHHH…” she moaned. --By hearing her moans I must be doing a great job-- I thought while thrusting in and out, in and out. The moment I’d entered her it felt wonderful. Her soft sticky insides welcoming me with open arms and capturing my shaft. She was so hot, so tight. Suddenly I remembered an article I read weeks before. I read that if you sped up your thrusts a woman would have a more intense orgasm. --It might work--, I thought and sped up my moves. I withdrew faster and almost out and pushed in harder. Her moans got louder, it must be working my analytical mind recalled. She gasped for air, she was coming again.


She screamed out my name when she did. To hear her screaming my name was too much for me. I gave two more long hard thrusts and came again, this time being stroked by her inner muscles. I was totally out of breath but stayed on top of her. We were both very sweaty and I could feel my hot fluid dripping out of her vagina. I kissed her closed eyelids and stroked her hair.


“Are you still alive?” she asked suddenly.


“Hardly, I thought I couldn’t breath any more at the end.” I said still out of breath. She smiled and caressed my back.


You were great.” She told me and blushed, at least as far as I could see. Her face was still flushed.


“You’re lying.” I said grinning. “But that’s okay, I knew I would screw up.


“Screw up? No way, you really did do a great job. I didn’t even had to guide you. Nature took it’s course.” I smiled, wiping my sweaty forehead with the back of my hand.


“Well, thanks. You really know how to make me blush.” She frowned and thought.


“Well, speaking of blushing, do you still think Mudbloods must die?” her face was covered with an evil grin from side to side. Now I went even redder.


“I’m really truly sorry I’ve said that. I’ll take it back. Can you forgive me?” Isabella only hugged me very tight.


You’re tired love. Stay with me tonight and sneak out in the mng.”ng.” I finally got off her and lay next to her. She pushed her body against mine and placed her head on my chest. I kissed her head and dozed off to sleep. I couldn’t answer back at what she said, before dozing off herself.


“I love you…”


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This socalled On Night Stand was repeated many times and no one ever found out. At leats one thing Dumbledore didn’t discover, I think. So, the ‘Mudblood’ was my first time, but it was more than great. Although, I had to sneak out with a buttonless shirt at five in the morning! That’s was because I couldn’t find the buttons which were ripped off the night before.


Isabella had sent an owl at breakfast in the morning, with the lost buttons. Because I immediately told everyone at the Slitherin table they were from my mother, no one looked strange. It was spare buttons….


I didn’t leave her empty-handed at breakfast either. I had to use a school owl, of course, or everyone would have recognised my private olw, Nero. I sent her a bloodred rose, just like the previous night. At the note I had attached the words:


“for the most beautiful woman in the world,
who gave me the night of my life.

Yours forever, S.”


The lessons got more tolerable and the students started to get confused. She gave me detentions every now and then or we made huge fighting scenes. She used to sent me to her office to set a date for detenion, or at least, that’s what the others thought. Every ‘detention’ was great she was a real ball breaker.


At the end of the year and I’d graduated, she went missing on mysterious circumstances, and I\'ve never heard from her again.


Don’t think I accepted all Muggleborns after fucking Miss Isabella Rose; That know-it-all Granger is and always will be a little big-headed silly girl with bushy hair and huge teeth!


However, I wouldn\'t say no to givng her detention...

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This is how I see his first time screwing a teacher and not to forget a Mudblood. Maybe this is why Severus likes Hermione so much!
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