The Holidays Are Here

Chapter Eight

Hermione and Ginny were walking back from breakfast, when Ginny noticed her best friend seemed to be in more pain than she was this morning. “Are you okay, Hermione?” She started to worry for her. “I don\'t know if you want to hear about it, since Ron\'s your brother.”

“And you are like a big sister to me. Please tell me.” Ginny held Hermione\'s hand as they walked.

“It\'s just that Ron was a little thicker than I thought he would be.” She gestured with her free hand, making a small circle. “Yesterday, this was me. This,” she doubled the size as she continued, “is him. It wasn\'t that he was terribly long.” She took her hand from Ginny, gesturing to show Ron\'s length.

Hermione sighed. “Just really thick.”
“That\'s still a good size, though.”
“Yes, yes it was,” she giggled. “What about Harry?”

Ginny made a small circle representing herself. “This was me yesterday. This is Harry.” She opened the circle a bit, but not as much as Hermione had while describing Ron. “I would guess his length to be a bit shorter the Ron, but not much. I suppose I\'m lucky when you think about it. But still, something that thick in you had to feel like murder.”

“I\'ll be alright soon enough. What I feel terrible about is that Ron and Harry are out shopping for us, and all we have are the regular gifts we bought for them last time we went to Hogsmeade. I want to make it up to Ron by giving him something special,” she placed her hands over her tummy as she looked up at the snowstorm heading their way. “Too bad I won\'t be able to enjoy it.”

“That\'s a great idea, maybe I\'ll do the same for Harry if I feel better in the morning.” Both girls frowned for each other. Then Ginny had an idea. Her face lit up as she hugged Hermione. “I\'ve got it,” she whispered. “Let\'s go see if Madame Pomfrey has something that might help.”

Hermione hugged Ginny tightly. “Ginny, as much as I adore you, I think that\'s the worst idea you could come up with right now.” Speaking quietly, as girls do when sharing secrets, she said “We can\'t very well walk into the infirmary and tell Madame Pomfrey our twats hurt because we both lost our virginity yesterday, we\'ll be expelled for sure.”

Ginny knew Hermione was right. “Well, let\'s go do our studies then. Maybe some library time will help us think.”

Slowly, they made their way to the library. As fate would have it, they crossed paths with Madame Pomfrey just before reaching their destination. “Good day ladies. And how are we this morning?” She noticed the girls movements seemed to favor a stiffness, most likely in the legs.

“We\'re fine, thank you.” There was evidence enough in Hermione\'s voice to cause concern in Madame Pomfrey. “You two don\'t look that well to me, the way you\'re walking. It looks like your legs are sore, and all stiff. Come along, we\'ll have a look in my office.” She turned around, and headed back the way she came.

“Great,” Ginny whispered. “We\'re done for now.”

The three of them arrived in the empty infirmary moments later. “Now then,” Madame Pomfrey started. “What\'s got both of you so sore, and so hush-hush?” Hermione and Ginny exchanged looks with each other. Madame Pomfrey continued, “It can\'t be so bad that you won\'t even let me try to help. If it\'s something rather embarrassing, that perhaps you would rather not have anyone know about, that\'s fine. I can keep a secret too, you know. That\'s part of my job, girls. Confidentiality.”

That seemed to be the magic word both girls needed to hear. Hermione spoke first. “Well, both of us, um, are both sort of, uh, sore, but not in our legs.” She looked to Ginny, who finished for her. “It\'s, er, kind of, um, between our legs. Please, don\'t expel us.” She was extremely worried as a new thought entered mer mind. A Howler from her mother was the last thing she wanted.

“Well, well,” Madame Pomfrey smiled. “You two are in luck, if it\'s what I think it is. Give our boyfriends something special yesterday did we? Not to worry, I won\'t tell. In fact, just this morning I finished up my special cure for new ex-virgins.”

The girls looked at each other curiously before Hermione asked the obvious. “How did you know?”

Feigning insult, Madame Pomfrey gasped. “Come now girls, you two don\'t think you\'re the first girls in Hogwarts\' history to have given your boyfriends their Christmas gift early, do you?” She walked to a cupboard, getting out two small parcels and handed one to each of the girls as she continued. “Every year there\'s a few, you know. Now, inside are some bath salts. Use them after each time, and as needed, such as right before you turn in for the night.” She walked over to her desk and opened a drawer, taking out two small vials. “Also, drink these before you go.”

Both girls took one each, and swallowed the potion. “Eck! What is this?” Ginny asked as she wrinkled her face from the taste. Hermione was sticking her tongue in and out, and frowning as one does after tasting something wretched, in the hopes that it would just float off one\'s taste buds. “It tastes horrid.”

“That, my dears, is a contraceptive. We can\'t very well have you running around pregnant, nor can we send you home that way. It will last a month, which is more than you will need, as I don\'t expect there to be any fooling around once the holidays are over. Understood?”

Both girls nodded together. “Yes Ma\'am.”
“Good. Now, off you go. The sooner you get your first bath, the better off you will be.” She showed the girls to the door, and smiled at them as they walked off. “Ah, to be young again.”

Back in the common room, they couldn\'t decide who would go first. “I know, let\'s go together,” Hermione suggested. Ginny giggled. “Don\'t be silly, Hermione. We may be petite, but not enough to both fit in the tub upstairs.”

“Maybe not that one, but the one in the loo for girl prefects will be large enough. And since I seem to be the only one here for the holidays with access, we won\'t be disturbed.” Excited, both girls went to their room to collect their towels and robes.

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As both girls undressed, they each tied up their hair. Stepping to the edge of the sunken bath, Hermione placed a hand on Ginny\'s shoulder to steady herself as she dipped her toes in, testing the water. “It smells lovely.” Ginny agreed, saying it was definitely better than that concoction Madame Pomfrey gave them. Hermione nodded her head as she slipped the rest of her body into the hot water. Her pussy tingled as it made contact with the foam. “Ooh,” she sighed. “Instant relief. How wonderful is that?” She looked at Ginny\'s red patch of hair, and then down to her red, swollen lips. “Better get that in here.” She swirled her arms around in the water, causing eddies to form in her cleavage.

Steam filled the room, and the mirrors were now fogged over from the hot water in the tub. The bath salts had turned into a light layer of foam covering the water. The large bath was more like a hot tub sunk into the floor. It was wide enough for two people to sit side by side, but instead, the girls took advantage of it\'s length. They were able to sit facing one another, with their legs intertwined.

Laying her ankles on Hermione\'s thighs, Ginny sighed with relief. “I already feel a bit better, you know.” She looked across the water at Hermione\'s breasts, which were barely surfacing past the healing foam. Her red nipples were rock hard from the contrasting cool air that settled above the foam. Looking down, she noticed her small, pink nipples were just as hard. “Your nipples are so much prettier than mine.”

“I don\'t think so. I think yours are the perfect size and color.” She sat up, and gave Ginny\'s breasts a good squeeze, paying particular attention to the nipples.

Ginny laid her head back and moaned as Hermione massaged her tits. “You had better stop that. This is how it all started yesterday, you know. You made us both so randy that we had to have it.”

Hermione giggled. “I seem to recall you being the one asking for it.” She sat back, resting her neck on a rolled up towel. “And now we\'re here, licking our wounds.” Her words conjured an image of Ginny licking her twat, and made her sigh. She was getting turned on now, but didn\'t understand it at all. While she couldn\'t deny how great it was, yesterday was for Ginny\'s benefit, not for her own pleasure. Sex was new to her, but she couldn\'t get past the overwhelming feeling of need to explore her own sexuality.

Changing the subject in her head, she reached out and grabbed her bath bag from the edge of the tub. Opening it, she retrieved a razor and a bottle of lotion. Then she reached over and grabbed the waste basket. Ginny watched as Hermione sat up on the edge of the bath, raising her right foot to the edge. A thin layer of foam slowly made it\'s way down her pale stomach, collecting in the hair of her pussy.

“What are you doing?” Ginny asked.

Passing a hand over her fur to clear the foam away, she replied “I\'m going to shave all this off. I\'ve heard that boys really like a bald pussy. I may need your help back here, if you don\'t mind.” She gestured to the back side of her pussy lips. “You want me to do yours too?”

“Maybe some, but not all of it. Like you said yesterday, I have a rare gift.”

Ginny watched as Hermione opened the bottle, and squirted the lotion onto her fingers. She rubbed the it into her matted fur, and around her slit, getting turned on now from her bath buddy gazing at her nakedness. Gently, she started above her clit, using short, quick upstrokes to shave herself. She stopped every few strokes to slap her razor into the rim of the waste basket. After a few minutes, the front was completely bald.

“What do you think so far?” she asked. Ginny slid closer for a better look. “I think it\'s rather sexy. Are you ready for me to help?” She took the razor from Hermione. Using her free hand, she gently pulled one lip across to flatten it out. “I\'ve never touched anyone else\'s, you know. It\'s so soft.” She carefully shaved each lip, letting her thumb slip here and there across Hermione\'s clit. She could feel the wetness of her bath buddy\'s pussy leaking out, making the lips slippery by the time she finished.

Moving in close to look for any hairs she may have missed, Ginny felt the familiar tingle in her tummy. Why did Hermione turn her on so much? She didn\'t fantasize about any of the others at all. The beautiful bald twat just inches from her mouth, she looked up between Hermione\'s breasts to see her friend enjoying the sight of her freckled face next to a bald pussy.

Ginny splashed some hot water on Hermione\'s hairless pussy, rubbing away stray, freshly cut hairs. She took her time rubbing the soft folds, realizing how much she liked touching another girls private place. As she caressed it, Hermione closed her eyes and began to moan. The two of them were getting excited now, and both wanted to explore deeper into their sexuality, but Ginny was afraid to admit to it. Placing a hand on the back of Ginny\'s head, Hermione said “Go ahead. I know you want to try it out. I do too.” Ginny didn\'t resist as she felt her mouth drawn to the hairless slit. She started licking and kissing Hermione\'s inner thighs while teasing the clit with her fingers.

Hermione let out small gasps as Ginny tortured her. “Don\'t tease me. Make love to me with your mouth.” She pressed the freckled face to her twat, and cooed in ecstasy as her bath buddy kissed her bald slit. Ginny pushed her tongue into the hot pussy to taste it\'s sweet nectar. Lapping all around the lips, and just inside them, she made sure to take her time to enjoy the smoothness of her handy work with the razor.

Using her fingers, she spread Hermione\'s slit wide open to have a good look at her pussy. There was no evidence of redness or swelling at all now, so she decided to try slipping one of her tiny fingers in. As she did, she started licking on Hermione\'s clit again. She could feel her hot cunt begin to flutter as she explored deeper into Hermione\'s undulating pussy. She tickled around the back until she heard a muffled scream from her bath lover.

She looked up to see Hermione covering her mouth as she screamed, her orgasm beginning as her cunt gripped Ginny\'s finger over and over again. She moved her tongue down to the slit to retrieve the cum that leaked out.

Slipping back into the hot bath, Hermione sighed as she wrapped her legs around Ginny\'s waist. Sharing a deep kiss, they exchanged her juices with their tongues as their slippery breasts rubbed together. They both swallowed, and Hermione asked if Ginny was ready.

“Yes, but I only want the sides trimmed, and the lips of course.” Ginny got up on the edge of the bath, feeling the cold air wrap around her body. Hermione squirted the lotion onto her fingers once again, and massaged it into Ginny\'s red fur. With short strokes she trimmed up the front, leaving a stripe about an inch wide that naturally came to a point just above the clit. She proceeded on to the now pink lips. She also knew how to tease with her fingers as she finished the shave job. Ginny slid in for a moment to rinse off her pussy, and stood up, placing it right in front of Hermione\'s face. “How does it look?”

“Great from here, but I want to see it from behind.” Ginny turned around, stirring the water with her legs and causing eddies to flow between Hermione\'s tits again. Hermione closed her eyes as she enjoyed how the water washed over her nipples, instantly changing them from cold to hot, then back to cold. She opened her eyes to see Ginny\'s beautiful round ass. She looked up to see the little dimples just above her pale globes, then lowered her gaze down the crack to her pink little pucker.

Reaching up with a hand to massage Ginny\'s ass, she let her thumb pass over her wet little bud, applying a bit of pressure with the tip. Ginny took in a loud short breath. Hermione smiled. “You seemed to like that. Let\'s try it again.”

“Yes, please,” she sighed. Hermione pressed her thumb against the entry of Ginny\'s bum, and massaged the rim. She saw her bath lover\'s legs trembling, and suggested she lay down.

Ginny slipped back into the heat of the water and rolled over, pushing her ass and bald pussy right up to Hermione\'s face. She felt hot water spill into her ass crack and roll down over her bud as the foam slowly followed, collecting finally on her twat. She could feel some of the water had collected in the small of her back, and how it was rolling around like a tidal pool.

Her nipples constantly dipped in and out of the hot water, causing the most sensual feeling of hot to cold, cold to hot over and over. She wished Harry were in the bath too, sucking on her freckled tits, giving her nipples the release they ached for. She reached up and squeezed them repeatedly.

Hermione leaned in and licked the bald lips, and gently rubbed them between her teeth. On a whim, she passed her tongue over the little bud of her bath lovers ass, causing a shriek to escape from Ginny\'s mouth. Seeing how much it pleased her, she worked her tongue around the rim, shoving it in and out a few times to lube it up.

Ginny felt a thumb press against her little pucker again. This time it went in, and she felt a rush of thunder rock against both her holes. Her ass tightened down on the thumb and refused to let go. Hermione slipped a finger into Ginny\'s twat, and began working it in and out.

Ginny rocked her hips back and forth, concentrating on the water still collected in the small of her back. Her eyes crossed from the sensation of being double stuffed with fingers. She tried to relax so that her bath lover could finger her bum some more.

“My God!” she exclaimed. “If that\'s just a thumb, what would a cock do to me?”

“A cock in here” Hermione said as she rimmed Ginny\'s ass, “would most likely have you on your way back to the infirmary.” Ginny\'s muscles contracted from giggling, and forced both holes to tighten on the fingers that pleasured her. She couldn\'t take it any more and covered her mouth as she let little screams slip.

Hermione increased her speed, and pressed harder now against the muscle wall lining the inside of Ginny\'s ass. She heard her bath lover move on from screams to a monotone state of constant, low groans that seemed to increase in volume as well as pitch. “That\'s it” she said. “I want you to cum for me.”

Ginny reached her climax, and felt the thunder crash against her holes again, then it spread throughout her body to her extremities. Her toes tingled as her calves and thighs went numb. Her fingers went numb too, and her nipples felt like exploding. If she weren\'t in a bath, she would collapse. Hermione withdrew her fingers, and kissed Ginny\'s lips and pucker one last time.

Rolling over, Ginny wrapped her legs around Hermione\'s waist this time, rubbing her bald pussy lips against her bath lover\'s flat tummy. As they kissed again, she tasted her own juices, along with the flavor of her ass. It intrigued her, and hoped that Harry might like it too. They both let go, and laid back to relax.

Hermione looked at her fingers, and saw that they were as pruned as Ginny\'s little ass bud. She wanted Ginny to have a go at hers, but knew it was time to get out. There would be plenty more baths in the days to come.

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