Professor Snape Loses It

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Chapter 9 ~ Severus Gets Laid

“Oh. My. Gods.” Hermione groaned as she lowered herself on to Severus’ cock. Her body resisted him.

“Severus…Severus you have to help me,” she gasped, her eyes tearing.

Severus didn’t hesitate and gripped her shoulders, pulling her down on him, shoving himself upward.

“Oh shit!” Hermione gasped as he slid halfway inside her, stretching her around his girth. Severus’ eyes rolled back for a moment as her tightness swallowed his head. She was so warm, wet and tight around him, her living flesh a soft, sweet sleeve clutching him, embracing him, but he wanted, needed more.

“Deeper,” he gasped as he jerked upward, thrusting into her a bit and gasping as he felt himself sliding inside her. Hermione pushed, down and he slid into her deeper, and Severus let out a ragged groan.

“Come on, witch, take all of me,” he hissed, and he pulled Hermione down hard on him, thrusting up, sliding into her fully as she cried out, her thighs resting on his lap.

Hermione folded her legs under her, gasping at the fullness buried deep inside her, stretching her pussy wider than she had ever experienced, his shaft long, pressing hard against her cervix, causing her to cramp slightly, his cock pulsing thickly. He was almost too big, but he felt wonderful inside her. Severus’ mouth was completely slack as her heat and softness clung snugly to his cock, he could feel the life of her throbbing around him like a heartbeat. Being buried inside her was like finding a home, a safe place. A place like heaven.

“Severus,” Hermione said softly, her voice quavering as Severus stared at her, his mouth still slack, his dark eyes unreadable as he gazed at her body, flush to his. “I’ll move in a minute. I have to get used to you.”

Hermione’s womb was aching he was planted so deep in her, she had never felt anything so huge. Severus could only nod, holding her shoulders tightly, his mouth still open, his cock pulsing inside her. After several minutes, Hermione lifted herself up, gasping at the sensation of his cock sliding out of her, and then she lowered herself gently sliding tightly but wetly over his shaft, as Severus hissed with undisguised pleasure, as he again was pressed against her cervix, his mouth once again going slack.

“Gods, he looks so hot,” Hermione thought looking at the Potions Master’s expression.

“More,” Severus hissed, his eyes hungry.

“Be patient, Severus…you’re so big,” she groaned at him, rising up again, then sliding down, hissing her delight as he penetrated her. Severus let his head fall back as she began to slide up and down his cock snugly, getting her rhythm, fucking him gently, gasping and hissing as she rode him, his head bumping against her womb again and again.. The Potions Master had never felt anything more delicious, more luscious, and he bit his lip against the sweetness of her pussy gliding over him again and again, swallowing his full length repeatedly. There was no hand or mouth that could feel like this, and he loved it…he was completely hooked on pussy.

“Gods yes…” he breathed, “Yes, Hermione yes. Fuck me, witch. Shit.”

Severus was groaning with abandon, his silky, pleasure-filled voice making Hermione move over him faster and faster, making him buck his hips and hit her deeper than she expected, and she started to cry out on every stroke as the power of his thrusts increased, Severus matching stroke for stroke, his head tilted back, a grimace of delight contorting his face as he dipped in and out of her wetness…but he was hungry, he wanted more depth…he wanted her under him so he could really feel her, really move in her like he wanted.

“You have to come,” he breathed and he pushed her down on his cock hard, driving up into her delightful tightness. “I need to be on top of you.”

Hermione was pistoning her body up and down his cock now, whimpering and moaning, checking his thrusts, keeping him from busting through her by shifting her hips slightly, but he was hitting her hard enough that the bubble of need was swelling, and the sweetness of orgasm was pushing up inside her like flowers from the earth, and she began to shudder, losing her rhythm and Severus plunged into her hard and deep bursting the bubble and shouting Oh Shit! as her pussy clamped down on him, and the heat of her release boiled over him, bathing his cock in wetness, and he instinctively knew to hold still and ride it out if he wanted to continue with her…he groaned as she pulsed around him, his eyes locked to her arching body as she bent back, straining upward, crying out his name, and it was the sweetest sound he had ever heard as she shattered around him, and he quaked, holding himself still in that wonderful, pulsing, gushing thing called Woman, feeling gratified and starved at the same time. Hermione slumped on him, her body going boneless as she wound down from her release, and Severus wasted no time, rolling over still embedded inside her and settling between her gapped thighs, wrapping his arms tight around her, driving his cock deep into her wet tunnel, making her scream as he slammed home.

“Severus!” the witch cried out brokenly as he plunged into her the way he wanted, reaming her walls and burying himself to the hilt over and over as she jerked roughly beneath him. He was big but she was wet enough that he slid into her clutching pussy easily, the force of his penetration driving her small body forward. Then he started thrusting by raising his hips high and plunging downward, changing the angle as he clutched the witch tightly against him, his arms wrapped around her arms, the only part of his body moving his blurring hips. His back seemed to lock into the rhythm of his slam and pull, and he couldn’t stop fucking her, his body on automatic as he immersed himself in her body, with long, consuming strokes. He twisted his hips and felt the angle change and her voice yelped, so he twisted again, punching into her, digging into her walls, and it felt so good he drove deep inside her and wriggled his cock, the wriggles turning into circles as he wound his pelvis against her, stretching her in ways she had never been stretched before, then he resumed fucking her so ardently, he was brutal.

Hermione was screaming his name and every time she did, he hit her harder, trying to make her scream a little louder…it turned him on to have her this way, trapped beneath him, taking all his cock pistoning into her petite body. It made him feel powerful, strong, and in possession of her totally. It was no longer her body he was pummeling, but his body to take how he wanted. And it felt so, so, so good. There was no more Hermione Granger, just a woman, a beautiful, tight, wet, responsive female, taking him someplace extraordinary via the vehicle of her body. She felt so fantastic wrapped around his cock, her hips bucking and thrusting, he never wanted to let her go, and when he felt the building, and the pressure and the intense pleasure starting to wash over him, he loved it, but he wanted to stop it…so he ceased moving, Hermione crying out under him for more, for to him to keep fucking her, as his body shuddered with the effort of holding back when she wanted him so badly to continue. Finally he gave in to her pleas, and starting fucking her again, thrusting into her for all he was worth, digging, burrowing, plowing into her pussy furiously, taking everything she had to give him and then some.

Hermione had never been fucked like this in her life. Virgin? This man was never a fucking virgin. He just didn’t fuck. Her body bounced beneath his as he beat insistently into her, claiming her, taking every bit of who she was and replacing it with only his desire, his urgency, his total possession. She gave herself over to him. There was no choice. He was too powerful, too strong, too demanding to resist, and again, she boiled over him, melting like hot butter, grasping him tight from the inside. Severus’ eyes rolled up into his head as he pistoned through her orgasm, unable to stop himself this time when he was lifted to the edge, his balls tightening, balancing on the edge of bliss, then tumbling over it, ramming his cock into a shrieking Hermione as hard and deep as he could, shuddering, cursing and groaning as his scorching seed surged through him, filling the witch under him with his pulsing, jetting fire, while he was flung outward into some beautiful void, pleasure lifting him and rolling over him like thunder, before releasing him and letting him fall back to earth, back to the beautiful creature beneath him.

Severus collapsed on Hermione full weight, gasping, his lungs burning. He managed to find her mouth and claim it deeply, tonguing her hungrily even as he deflated inside her body, showing her his desire was still there, still virile, still lusting for her. He felt her heart pounding against his chest, and she still emitted little whimpers, and he savored those as if she were speaking the sweetest words he had ever heard. He gasped, trying to slow his racing heart, reluctant to withdraw from Hermione’s body, wanting to stay embedded in her until he could take her again. But he could tell by her gasps that his weight was too much for her, and he rolled off her soaked body, coming to rest on his back. He turned his face toward Hermione and watched as she too, came back to herself, her hair a tangle of damp curls, fallen across her face, her amber eyes closed, licking her small full lips over and over as the delicious sensations inside her died. Her breathing slowed, and she turned her head towards him, her amber eyes drifting over his long, lean body and meeting his black eyes. They looked sated, but somehow, still hungry..

The Potions Master was amazing. She never had multiple orgasms during sex before. One time per act was the standard…until now.

“You know something, Severus?” she said breathlessly to the Potions Master

“What, Hermione?”: he asked her softly, his hand coming to rest on her belly, pale fingers playing on her wet skin.

“I thought I’d been fucking for years now…but after that performance, I don’t know for sure who just got deflowered here, you or me.” she said, smiling at him softly.

The Potions Master’s eyes swept over her. She seemed to glow.

“And is that a good thing?” Severus purred at her, before yawning deeply.

“Yes,” she said, letting her heavy eyes close as she scooted closer to him.

“A very good thing.”

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A/N: There you have it…Severus’ loss of virginity. Quite a ride. Yee haw!!! Final chapter next. Please review.