Out of Control

“Well Miss Granger, I wouldn't have expected such an immoral lapse on the part of such a pristine girl,” Snape taunted as he closed the door to his office. “And one of such privilege within the student's union.” Taking a seat at his desk, he faced her with a curious look. “What are we to do about this little . . . incident? Surely I must report your behavior to the Headmaster.”

“No!” Hermione interjected rapidly. She would do anything to graduate with an untarnished record. “There must be another solution, Professor.” She noticed his eyes, black and dull to begin with, had sparked at her words. There was a dark mischievous edge lingering in his gaze that lured Hermione in. “Well, Miss Granger, I'm sure we can consent on some form of punishment.”

As much as she knew she shouldn't have, Hermione nodded in agreement. He was a teacher, and she a student, but she knew where he was directing this encounter and she couldn't refuse. Dissatisfaction was a bitch to toss out the window and forget about. It always found its way back in through cracks in the pane.

“I will not play coy with you, Granger, nor will I allow manifested ignorance from you. You know what this is and you know what I want.”

Hermione smirked despite herself. “Sir, I –“

“Yes, I know. You're not one to leave a teacher displeased.”

Her smirk held as she leaned forward over the desk toward Snape before commenting, “Professor, what I was involved in was inexcusable, and terribly naughty.” Resting her hands on the desk, she used the tension in her arms to accentuate her breasts, pressing them together.

Snape felt his mouth go dry in devilish anticipation and his ever-hardening cock twitch as her tits strained out the top of the loose nightgown.

“I should have known better than to fuck in the corridors, but you see,” Her hand left the desktop to travel from her thigh up in a rounded motion, rumpling her already minuscule silk robe inches higher. “I get so horny at night, all alone in my dormitory, wishing for a thick cock to fill my leaky teenage pussy.”

Snape couldn't believe the words dripping from the Gryffindor Princesses rule abiding lips. His rock-hard cock was now straining against his robes, but he refused to lose his composure, feigning indifference to enhance their sexual game. He released his dick from its confines to be met with the heavy strokes of his hand as he sat behind his desk.

Hermione was reveling in the rules this destroyed, milking Snape's leeway for all she could. They would both get what they wanted. Her hemline continued to rise until it just barely shadowed her shaved cunt, as her fingers began their decent toward her hot center.

Snape's strokes grew steadily faster as he watched with masked eyes as Hermione slipped two fingers between her legs, throw her head back, and moan erotically. Her free hand released the tie on her burdensome robe to reveal her large tits and slick pussy.

“Oh, yeah. That's all I want, one thick cock.” she panted slowly, connecting her eyes with those of her black-hearted Potions master. “A man's cock.”

Snape immediately ceased his masturbation, slipping his large robe off his shoulders, exposing his needy prick to the underside of his desk. “As Head Girl of Hogwarts, Miss Granger, you should be familiar with what I am asking of you know.” He motioned with a finger for her to round the desk as he pushed back his chair.

Withdrawing her fingers for a brief moment, Hermione obeyed his play on words, settling herself onto her knees under the desk. Her fingers returned to their hot home as Snape drew his chair back in. He grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and locks of Hermione's hair with the other, forcing them to come together roughly. Hermione's mouth worked his member with vigorous energy. She sucked him in long, hard strokes that elicted gritted moans from Snape's throat.

He tasted salty as precum leaky from his tip just to tease Hermione. The burn of raw desire was welling in her core as she continued to finger-bang her pussy. She knew something was wrong with her, she shouldn't be doing this, and wouldn't have been doing this two weeks ago. But she was so hot and so horny that if constant fucking was the only way to feel power and fulfillment than she would fuck until her heart gave out.

He forced her head onto his cock at a furious pace, continually leaking precum at the sight of her young sexy lips swallowing his thunderous cock. “Fuck!” he moaned, as Hermione squeezed his balls though his trousers. She worked her hand over them in a circular motion with an open palm, moaning around him with delicious vibrations. “I'm going to fuck your mouth until you choke, Slut.”

Her pussy was so wet as she fucked herself that she could feel it flow down her leg and drip to the floor. It was as if someone had cursed her with debilitating cravings for a hard fuck. As she quickened the motions of her fingers she intensified the motions of her mouth.

“Suck my cock, Bitch!” Snape swore as he humped Hermione's mouth with erratic want. “You're such a filthy whore aren't you, Granger. Fucking your teacher to get out of trouble like a dirty slut! It's a real shame you're not wearing your uniform.” He panted as he thrust, thinking of the muggle porno movies he had watched about cunts in detention. “Oh God, I want to fuck your mouth until you can't speak, you mudblood skank!” Grabbing his ruler from his desk, Snape proceeded to spank Hermione's tight ass.

Hermione moan and screamed around his cock as he beat her with the ruler. Never had she imagined it would feel so fucking amazing in combination with fingers in her pussy. He continued to spank her rhythmically, loving the how the jolts of pain sent Hermione's mouth hammering to his cock's base. Suddenly he noticed the small jagged cuts in her back, redirecting his hits there. “A pussy that likes it rough, how intriguing.”

Hermione sounded horny moans at his insults and spanks, they meant nothing to her except rough actions to accompany a naughty deed. Her fingers drilled her pussy while her thumb took to her swollen clit, rubbing it erratically.

A thin layer of sweat bled out on Snape's forehead as his hips jerked, driving his member into his student's mouth. His head swung back for a mere second as he bucked into her face before it lulled forward and caught sight of Hermione's hand at work on her cunt. In and out he continued to piston, hard and fast until he noticed her eyes slam shut and her body quake as he continued to spank her ass and cuts and gag her with his cock.

Hermione screamed in pleasure onto Snape's cock as she squirted. Her orgasm rocked through her like an earthquake, yet she pumped her hot mouth up and down upon his dick with needy friction. Her fingers continued fucking her pussy right through the waves of pleasure.

He needed to see her come again, one more time to reach his peak. He could feel his orgasm build and his balls begin to constrict.

“Fuck yourself until you come, slut!” he spat as he humped her mouth hard. “I want to hear to scream.”

Hermione releases his cock, letting him drag her up to perch on the edge of the desk with her legs spread wide. She picked up her pace to a mind-numbing speed, adding two more fingers to her cunt and working her clit with all her strength.

She felt a thrill of excitement at the prospect of him masturbating to her fucking herself on his desk. The dungeon air was frigid on her pussy and a slight breeze was leaking into the room. It was enough to irritate her clit and boost her want for release. Her fingers began to ache as she banged herself hard enough to almost scream with each invasion.

“Uhh, uhh, uhhhhh! Oh Yes. Yes! Uh, uh, uhhh, UH, UHH, Fuck!” she moaned, fingering her clit and drilling herself until she felt the orgasm threaten. Watching Snape jack off to her, she fucked herself hard, fingers hitting her G-spot. Hermione screamed in ecstasy as she came, squirting a river of gushing pussy juice from her cunt.

“Oh FUCK!” Snape, working himself, exploded as he came, covering Hermione's waiting tits in his jizz. He watched as she rubbed it around on her mounds, bringing a finger to her mouth to suck it off.

“Oh, Professor! You made me so wet. I'm such a bad girl.”

Taking her appearance in one last time was enough to raise his cock to life again. Yet, without a word he pushed back his chair, stowed his member, slid his robe back on and rose. Hermione followed, expectant of his cool demeanor. “Well I certainly learned my lesson.” Picking up her discarded silk housecoat and venture to the chamber door. “I now know that if I ever have the urge to fuck late at night I shouldn't roam the corridors.”

Snape nodded along with her reasoning until she slinked up to him nipped his wand from his cloak pocket and charmed herself clear of cum. “I'll come straight to you instead.” Handing the wand back she whispered, “Night, Professor,” in his ear before blowing him a kiss. “Sleep well.” With that she slung her rob over her shoulder and ventured through the halls to her Head dormitory with nothing on but a thick layer of confidence.

Behind in his classroom, Snape propped himself up against a wall and jacked off for a second time. He was so consumed and so horny that he had forgotten to inquire after the Gryffindor slut's partner in crime. But right now it didn't matter, he had gotten what he wanted, however, next time he would get more than just head from the Head Girl.