The Secret Life of Pansy Parkinson

When Pansy awoke the next morning, the first thing she did was check for Millie. She wasn\'t in her bed.
Then next thing she did was look at her clock. Almost 11. Time to get up.

As Pansy was getting up, she noticed something between her legs. It was her sticky juices, sticking to her legs and her thong. It was disgusting, really, but it reminded her of the last night, and instantly she felt that familiar warmth pooling in her stomache and an ache in her pussy. Time for a soothing bath.

She grabbed her Draco\'s favorite bathrobe (hot pink, reaching barely past her butt). For a brief second, she considered taking Draco with her, but decided against it. Instead she would take some of her favorite \"playthings\".

Pansy rummaged in her trunk and grabbed her bagfull of bath stuff. Then she headed for the prefects bathroom, gave the password and entered. She headed for her favorite tub in the far right corner. After filling it and stripping herself of her clothes, Pansy stepped in and began playing with the knobs, filling the tub with bubbles of all shapes and sizes. When she was satisfied with her bath, she grabbed her shampoo and conditioner and massaged them into her hair. Then she got out her bar of soap, and began to wash her body, lingering on her breasts and playing with them for a little.

Then she put the soap away, and made to reach for her toys. But she decided against it. She would start the old-fashioned way: with her fingers.

With this thought, Pansy first took her breast into her hand. She thought of her night with Millie. Almost instantly her nipples became errect, and she took the left one into her hand and began squeezing it and pinching it lightly. After this, she decided it was time for her first toy. It wasn\'t really a toy, it was a spell.

Pansy pulled her wand out and said: \"Pornopuis\"

In an instant, a kind of screen had appeared in mid-air. A wizard in midnightblue robes stepped out and began talking about spnosors and goals. Then, he introduced the movie, and finally it started.

Pansy reached down and began making circles with her figers on her clit.

A woman came onto the screen. She had long, blonde hair that fell below her waist. This was an actress called Wicked Wendy. She was wearing lingerei and high boots that went up to her thighs. The same outfit Pansy herself had worn last night. Wendy had long red talons and a belly button piercing in the shape of a heart. She smiled seductively at Pansy sitting in the tub.

Pansy began to rub harder.

Then Wendy walked off the screen, and the movie began. A business man was sitting in his office, it was late evening. He was rubbing his temples and looked exhausted from too much work. Another man, the boss, as Pansy knew, walked towards his desk, following him was Wendy, now dressed in a short, plain white and blue dress that showed her curves off beautifully.

Never before had Pansy had to start really masturbating at this point, but after her night of fun with Millie, that dress just really turned her on and she began to draw figure eights around her clit, like Millie had done with her tounge.

The boss walked up to the business man, who looked up wearily.

\"Mr. Jones,\" the boss said, \"Meet your new secretary. Miss Schmidt.\"

Mr. Jones stood and reached for her hand, examining her perfectly round, large bust.

\"Please, call be Steffi,\" the secretary purred into his ear, gripping his hand lightly. Mr. Jones fought to hide his growing errection.

\"If you ever need anything, Mr. Jones, don\'t hesitate to ask,\" she said, and Mr. Jones nodded entranced.

\"Well, I\'ll be leaving, then,\" the boss said, exiting the screen.

Steffi smiled at Mr. Jones, then kicked off her shoes and sat herself on his desk.

\"You look so tense,\" she cooed, \"Let me give you a massage, Mr. Jones.\"

She stepped down, and began to massage his shoulders lightly, then rubbing up and down his back. Finally, Mr. Jones came back to his senses.

\"I have to make a call, Steffi, but continue, it\'s wonderful.\"

He picked up the phone and dialed.

\"Hello, honey? It\'s me, your husband. Don\'t worry about me and don\'t wait up, I have a lot of work to do, and I will be home very late. See you then, love.\" He hung up.

Then he turned around, and without warning, grabbed Steffi and pulled her into a passionate kiss. There was a close up at this point, showing the two tounges battling furiously for domination.

As they kissed, Mr. Jones stood and pushed Steffi against the wall. There he began to unbutton the front of her dress, still kissing her. There she stood, wearing only her black, satin underclothes.

Mr. Jones stopped kissing her.

\"Strip for me, love!\" he demanded, and Steffi climbed up onto the table.

She stood on his desk and began by crawling onto all fours. She pushed her luscious ass into his face, moving like a cat, gracefully but seductively. Then she sat, her legs as far apart as they could go. She reached into her panties and began fingering her pussy, pushing down the bit of satin covering her. She was shaved clean, and she was wet. She stood up again, now half naked. Then she pushed herself forward, into the camera, and there was a shot of her pussy, up close, the wetness in little droplets, and her finger in there, circling and making patterns.

Pansy was doing the same. She was so close... and then, she came. She had never cummed this early before, usually it took until the real hardcore stuff. But this time it was easy. Wendy had really turned her on.

Pansy flicked her wand and the screen disappeared. Next she reached into her bag and pulled out her dildo.

It was a flesh-colored on, complete with balls and a red tip. Pansy giggled. It was the exact shape, size and texture of Draco\'s. Her favorite. Pansy grabbed the dildo by the end, and began to thrust wildly. This was how she liked it, hard and fast. Of course it was not as good as a real man, but it was close. And it was by far better than Vector. Pansy thrust and thrust, the rubber balls slamming against her ass, as the dildo penetrated deeper and deeper into her. Pansy cried out. This was bliss. She moaned, pushing the toy in and out, thrusting violently.

The dildo didn\'t make her come again, though, and disappointed, she layed it away. The dildo was getting boring, but she didn\'t want a vibrator. She had heard that if one used a vibrator nothing else could satisfy afterwards, and that would be worse than awful.

Pansy sighed. At least she had come once, though, and the dildo was always a good experience, even if she didn\'t cum. Pansy was about to step out of the tub, when she heard moaning.