Two For Vegas. (Slytherin,Sex and The Stone.)

-Author's Notes: WARNING. WARNING. This story has extreme sexually content. It is meant for adults only.

Based on a soon to be true story. Remember, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.


This story was beta'd by Nakhash Mekashefah. She must really like my writing if she's willing to edit this smut.


Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Co. I own nothing.


Two For Vegas.


It was a beautiful but hot July summer day on the Las Vegas strip. Melissa and her best friend Miranda looked slightly out of place in the large hotel casino. One of them was dressed as a dark Old World wizard and the other as an authoritative middle-aged witch. The two young women were dressed as their favorite Harry Potter characters: Melissa was Severus Snape, and Miranda was Professor McGonagall. They were spending their vacation in Las Vegas, where the "Lumos 2006: A Harry Potter Symposium" was being held here this year.

For two days, the convention had gone really well. On the first day, they both got autographed tee shirts from Emma Watson and Rupert Grint. Unfortunately, Daniel Radcliffe, the boy who played Harry Potter, wasn't going to be here this year. Melissa was very disappointed. She secretly wanted more than a signed tee shirt from the teenaged hunk, even if he was ten years younger than she. On the second day, they got to meet Robbie Coltrane, the actor who played the loveable Rubeus Hagrid. Miranda also won two hundred bucks at the blackjack table. Which helped, because Melissa lost seventy bucks playing roulette.


But today was the big day. At 4:30 PM, in the hotel casino's showroom, Alan Rickman, the man who played the Sex God Severus Snape, would be speaking to fans and signing autographs. Melissa's toes curled slightly every time she thought about hearing that smooth, sexy voice in person. She sometimes wondered if any normal man would ever satisfy her. How could they, with this dark wizard filling her fantasies with the most erotic images? So many nights she'd lain in bed dreaming he was real, and hers. Countless times she'd brought herself to climax, thinking of the Playwitch Severus Snape fulfilling and exceeding her wildest sexual desires.

Melissa knew Miranda felt the same about the dark, sexy Slytherin character. Miranda was a self-proclaimed bisexual, even though she had never been fully sexually intimate with a man. Melissa believed that the only thing keeping Miranda on the fence about men was Alan Rickman and his sexy screen version of Snape.

It was only noon, so they had four and a half hours to kill before Alan Rickman - AKA Severus Snape - spoke in the showroom. The two decided to spend a little time shopping for souvenirs. Hundreds of Harry Potter and Sci-Fi souvenir vendors had booths set up in a circus-style tent in the hotel parking lot. Melissa had wanted to come here their first day, but Miranda had insisted that they wait until the last day. That way, they would know how much money they'd have left for souvenirs. Melissa hated it when Miranda was being practical. And she hated it even more when Miranda was right. Thank God it didn't happen that often.

"It's hot in here, Manny. Why are you still wearing the pointed witch's hat?" Melissa asked.

"Because, it's the only way people will know I'm McGonagall," she answered.

Melissa just smirked at her friend and said, "You wear it because everyone here thinks you're trying to be Harry Potter. You should have worn a wig with a tight bun and plucked your eyebrows. People wouldn't confuse you with a teenaged boy, then."

"Screw you, Mel. With your ass, all you need is a beard and people will think you're Hagrid," Miranda responded.

"Why don't you go blow Peter Pettigrew?" Melissa countered.

"Why don't you go get gangbanged by Crabbe and Goyle?"

"Skank!"

"Cow!"

"Ho!"

"Hag!"

"Hufflepuff!"

Instantly, Melissa knew she had gone too far. Miranda looked very wounded. "I didn't mean it, Manny," she said in an apologetic voice.

"You know I'm a Slytherin, Mel. Someone's house is nothing to fool around with. Every Sorting quiz I take says I'm a Slytherin," Miranda firmly stated.

"I'm sorry, Manny, forgive me?" Melissa said as she hugged her wounded housemate.

Most of the crap they were selling you could buy on line or at the local Wal-Mart. Melissa wondered what idiot would come to a Harry Potter convention and not already have the four movies on DVD. Every once in a while, they'd see something interesting. One stand was selling Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes products. Most of the stuff was pretty cheesy. The Self-Inking quills were just ostrich feathers glued to the ends of ballpoint pens. U-No-Poo was just a pink bottle of Pepto with a new label pasted on it. But Melissa did buy one thing from the stand. She bought a box of Skiving Snackbox chocolates. The box and the individually wrapped chocolates were very colorful. However, Melissa would never eat anything she'd bought from a vendor in a parking lot. The fake Puking Pastilles probably would make someone puke their guts out. But the box of chocolates would look nice in her Harry Potter collection.

Eventually, Miranda found something to buy. She bought a very realistic Lucius Malfoy silver snakehead cane with built-in wand. Well, as real as you could get for thirty bucks. Just before leaving and heading back to the hotel, they passed a small fortune-teller's booth. The old woman in the faded gypsy costume had an eye-patch over one eye. She was giving tarot card readings for fifteen bucks a pop. She also had a few objects for sale on a small table. On a piece of cardboard above that table, written in black marker, was a sign saying: "Mystical Objects. Three Dollars Apiece or Two for Five Dollars."

Miranda's eyes were quickly drawn to a shiny black rock the size of a cell phone. There was a coiled serpent engraved with silver on top of the stone.

"Doesn't this look Slytherin?" Miranda asked as she showed Melissa the stone.

"I guess," Melissa answered.

Miranda took the rock over to the old woman and asked, "What is this?"

The old woman just stared at the two of them; her one good eye kept switching between them. Melissa thought the lady look more like a hag than a fortune-teller.

"That is a Medusa Wishing Stone," the hag finally answered. "It will grant one wish to its owners."

"How does it work?" Melissa asked, giving the old hag a skeptical look.

"The stone must be placed in the palm of one person's hand. The other should place her hand over it. Together, they must make a wish, but it has to be exactly the same wish," the hag explained.

"What's the catch?" Miranda asked.

"The catch is, you can't tell the other person what you're going to wish for first. Only if both of your secret hearts' desires are the same will the stone grant the wish."

"Well, it looks Slytherin, so I'll take it," Miranda told the woman as she held out a five-dollar bill.

The old hag snatched it rudely away from her. Miranda waited for her change but the hag didn't seem to notice.

Finally, Miranda said, "Excuse me. But I believe I have two dollars in change due?"

The old hag gave them both a contemptuous look and said, "Explanations for the objects cost an additional two dollars."

Miranda just rolled her eyes and walked away. Melissa flipped the hag the bird before leaving.

"What a bitch," Melissa said as they headed for the exit.

"She was probably some Jesus freak that thought we were a couple," Miranda told her.

"A couple? You wish," Melissa replied.

"Just wait until you see Alan Rickman up close and live. You'll be so horny by the time we get back to the hotel room, you'll be dying to let me have my way with you," Miranda stated, as if it were fact.

"Hey, you'll be my bitch, Manny. I'm nobody's bottom," Melissa teased.

"We'll see, we'll see," Miranda said with a gleam in her eyes.

Melissa was starting to wish they had gotten separate hotel rooms.

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It was 2:15 PM when Melissa and Miranda entered the showroom. With the exception of a few hotel staff, they were the only ones there. Melissa was feeling nervous. She was finally going to see him, Severus Snape, or as real as he could be. Melissa wore her "The One The Only Slave4Sverus" tee shirt. With any luck, she'd have Alan Rickman sign his name right across her left boob.

"Is this the right place?" Miranda asked as she looked around the empty hall. "You'd figure a lot of people would be waiting to see Snape."

Melissa also thought it was funny that the hall was empty. Yesterday there had been a two-hour wait to see Hagrid. Maybe people had to wait in line somewhere else? She checked her convention brochure just to be safe. It said they were in the right place. Just to be sure, Melissa decided to ask one of the hotel staff. She found a young man near the stage, placing fresh silverware on the tables.

"Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me if this is where Alan Rickman will be speaking?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah. Well, it's where he was going to speak," he answered.

"Was?" she nervously asked.

"Yeah, he canceled," he bluntly told her.

"WHAT?" Miranda screamed from behind her.

Melissa had always considered herself a strong person, but she thought she might actually faint at any second.

"He canceled," the busboy repeated. "He got the movie role of Dr. Who this week, after they fired Hugh Grant. He had to fly back to England Thursday so they could start filming."

"MOTHER-FUCKER!" Miranda shouted. The woman was livid. It hard to believe what a normally meek person she was.

"Why didn't they make a announcement?" Melissa asked.

The busboy just shrugged his shoulders and went back to work.

"Of course they wouldn't make an announcement," Miranda bitterly said. "The cocksuckers knew none of us would've stayed the whole three days if we'd heard Snape wasn't going to be here. The butt fuckers just wanted us to spend more money in their casino."

Melissa couldn't help herself; she felt her eyes begin to tear up. Miranda was also about to cry. They had saved for so long to make this trip happen. And meeting Alan Rickman was the reason why. Now this vacation was nothing better than a cheesy Star Trek convention where only the guy who played Q showed up. Melissa put her arm around her friend and said, "Come on, Manny. Let's go get really drunk."

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After five hours of binge drinking and two hours of holding each other's hair while bent over the toilet, Melissa and Miranda packed their bags so they could catch their early flight back to Virginia the next morning. Not getting to meet Alan Rickman was a real downer. Both silently packed, not wanting to talk about it anymore. Melissa felt a fresh bout of regret as she packed away her Slave4Severus tee shirt.

"Eat shit, Hugh Grant," she said under her breath.

"What?" Miranda asked as she closed her suitcase.

"Nothing. Just venting," Melissa answered.

"Yeah, I know how you feel," Miranda said with a sigh. "I guess we should get ready for bed."

Normally, Miranda would have made some kind of sexually suggestive remark before they went to bed, but tonight she just didn't have it in her.

While Melissa took off her shoes, Miranda took the black stone out of her pocket that she'd bought from the old hag.

"Man, do I wish this thing worked. I bet we'd both wish for the same thing tonight," Miranda said as she studied the stone.

"I don't know. My wish might be a little kinkier than yours," Melissa told her.

"Wanna bet?" Miranda said as she tossed Melissa the stone.

"Sure. Let's make a wish on the stone. Afterwards, I'll tell you what I wished for and you tell me what your wish was. We'll see whose is kinkier," Melissa suggested.

"Okay," Miranda said as she sat on the bed next to her. "But it has to be your heart's desire. Not something you made up just to be kinky."

Melissa placed the stone flat in the palm of her right hand. Miranda put her hand on top.

"On the count of three, make your wish," Melissa said. " One...Two... Three."

Both girls closed their eyes and wished their hearts' desires. Before Melissa could open her eyes, she felt the stone in her hand suddenly become very hot.

"OUCH!!" they both screamed as they pulled their hands apart.

The stone dropped to the floor. It was glowing red. They both backed away from it.

"Shit, that thing's going to burn the carpet," Miranda told her.

Melissa ran for the small bucket of ice they had on the desk. Before she could get it, the room filled with a blinding flash of green light. It took a moment for the girls' eyes to readjust.

As soon as her vision cleared, Melissa knew the stone must have exploded and knocked her out. There was no way what she was seeing could be real. It had to be a dream. Standing in the spot where the stone had fallen to the floor was a tall dark man with beautiful, haunting black eyes and long, silky raven-black hair. It was Severus Snape. Not Alan Rickman, even though he had Alan's face. No, this was the real deal. Raw power flowed out of the man like sweat. His black robes and boots gave him an ancient warrior quality. He held a wand in his right hand.

Melissa flinched as she felt someone grab her arm. She glanced over to see Miranda standing next to her with her mouth hanging slightly open. She realized that her mouth was open, as well.

"Is that what you wished for, Mel?" Miranda asked in a low whisper.

"Uh, yeah," she replied.

Snape fixed his steely glare on the two of them. He didn't look very happy. He looked very menacing. There was a hunger in the depths of his eyes.

"Come here," he ordered with his dangerously smooth voice.

Neither of them moved. They had both dreamed of being with the dark Potions master, but being face-to-face with the real Severus Snape scared the shit out of them.

When neither moved, a mean-looking sneer appeared on Snape's face. He pointed his wand at them and shouted, "Imperio!" A flash of light erupted from its tip.

Before Melissa knew it, she and Miranda were moving towards the dark man. Melissa couldn't believe she was under the power of an Unforgivable Curse. She didn't know if this was a dream or a nightmare.

"Kneel," Snape commanded them, his black eyes still filled with hunger. Both of them sank to their knees before him. Melissa couldn't believe it. She smelled sandalwood and other spices. He even smelled like the real Snape.

Snape placed both his hands on his hips and said with a cruel smile, "Now, release me."

Both girls knew what he wanted. Melissa stared at his crotch. She could tell something was straining to get out. He didn't have a typical zipper fly or a button fly. It was laced up like a shoe. Without hesitation, both girls reached for the laces holding back his manhood. Miranda pulled the lace from the right and Melissa did it from the left. In seconds, they had the front of his trousers opened. There was a large bulge swelling behind a thin piece of black silk. Melissa couldn't help but lick her lips in anticipation. Both of them reached through the hole in his silk boxers to pull him free. Melissa knew he was big when she and Miranda had plenty of room to grab his shaft with both their hands. It felt amazing in her hand: hot, silky and rock hard. She could feel his blood pulsating through it.

Both girls gasped in astonishment as they pulled him free.

"My God. He's the Snape from Playwitch," Miranda said with lust in her eyes. Both of them still had a hand on his thick shaft. Instinctively, they started to stroke it back and forth.

"This is a oral exam. I suggest you two get started," Snape announced, as he stood tall before them.

The girls just looked at each. Neither of them could believe this was real. Since Melissa was the only one with any experience at this, she decided to go first. She had only moved her head a inch or two closer to his purple-headed Slytherin monster, when Snape put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her onto his shaft. He quickly forced six inches of his beautiful cock down her throat. Thank God Melissa had taken voice and opera singing in college. The lack of a gag reflex was all that was stopping her from choking on his massive tool. He only let her back off an inch before he forced two more into her warm, moist mouth. Slowly, he let her slide back and forth on his member. She teased the tip with her tongue every other stroke. This was by far the biggest cock she had had the pleasure to suck. Melissa looked over at Miranda as she bobbed her head up and down Snape's shaft. Miranda had a look of absolute wonder on her face as she watched her best friend give Snape a blowjob.

Snape glared at Miranda and said, "What are you waiting for? There is more than enough left for the likes of you. It's about time you put that tongue of yours to the proper use."

Miranda didn't argue. She leaned forward and started to lick the three inches of shaft Melissa couldn't take in. Her pink tongue swirled over his pole like a painter's brush.

"The balls, you dunderhead. Suck the balls," Snape demanded.

Miranda obeyed. She traced her tongue through his rich pubic hair until she reached Snape's jewels. She put one of his balls in her mouth and rolled it around her tongue like a strawberry.

Melissa continued to give the dark wizard a world-class blowjob. She planned to suck the ball Miranda was busy with right through his gorgeous cock. She stealthily snaked her left hand up his thigh and firmly grabbed onto his right buttock. He had an amazing ass. It was the ass of a professional cyclist. He had Lance Armstrong's ass. This just made her suck harder and even faster.

To Melissa's disappointment, Snape grabbed her hair and pulled her off his lovely sex machine.

"It's the small one's turn," he told her.

Miranda gave Melissa a nervous look. This monster cock would scare a Hollywood crack ho let alone a first-timer. Miranda swallowed hard, then leaned forward with her mouth open.

Melissa watched Miranda's soft pink lips make contact with Snape's purple-headed anaconda. The highly erotic sight of her friend sucking her first cock made Melissa so wet. She knew her black lace panties were completely soaked through. Miranda started to gag a little once she had the large mushroom head all the way in her mouth.

"Relax. Just let it slide in, Manny," Melissa advised. "Pretend it's a really swollen clit you're sucking on."

Miranda took her advice to heart and started to take more of Snape's baby maker down her small throat. Four inches was all she could handle, but for a first-timer she was doing a great job. She stroked his remaining shaft with her small hands.

Snape's cold glare fixed itself on Melissa. He gave her another hungry look and said, "I find your Muggle clothing offensive. Remove them at once!"

Melissa didn't hesitate to follow this order. If this was a dream, she was going to get a piece of this Slytherin God before she woke up. It only took seconds for her to strip down to her sheer lace black panties. Snape devoured her with his eyes like no man had ever done before. He frightened her yet made her feel like the sexiest woman on earth at the same time. Melissa couldn't help but rub her hands along the sides of her naked breasts for him.

"Superb. I appreciate a full-bodied woman. I'll enjoy you for many hours," Snape said with an evil, greedy gleam in his eyes. "Now remove her filthy Muggle clothes, as well. But do not disturb her from the task I have given. This one will taste my seed, soon enough."

Melissa got on her knees right behind Miranda. She pulled Miranda's tee shirt up over her green lace bra. Miranda removed her hands from Snape's pole and held them over her head so that Melissa could remove her shirt. She only took her mouth off his cock for a second as the offending shirt was quickly removed and tossed aside. Melissa then reached around and unbuttoned Miranda's jeans. Slowly, she wiggled them down her hips. One leg at a time, Melissa pulled her friend free of the jeans. Miranda continued to polish Snape's knob, now dressed only in her lacy green bra and panties.

"She looks a bit scrawny," Snape cruelly said. "Remove the rest of her garments so that I might see what I have to work with."

Melissa unsnapped Miranda's bra first. Slowly, she slid it off her friend's arms, exposing Miranda's perky breasts to the dark wizard.

"Not too bad. Though the nipples look a bit small. Tease them with your fingers," he ordered. "Let's see if this Muggle is worthy of pleasuring the Head of Slytherin."

Melissa pressed her tits against Miranda's back. She reached around with both hands and took her friend's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. After only rolling Miranda's nipples in her fingers for ten seconds, they were both as hard as pencil erasers.

Melissa's own nipples were just as hard. She rubbed them against Miranda's shoulder blades.

"She seems to be responding to you nicely," Snape stated. "I want you to reach down and check her core. See if she is responding to me, as well."

Melissa slid her right hand slowly down Miranda's belly. She paused briefly before pushing her fingers inside the waistband of Miranda's panties. Leisurely, she let her fingers flow over Miranda's naked shaved pubic bone. She stopped as she felt her friend's swollen bud under her fingertips. Melissa couldn't help but rub her friend's clit a couple of times before continuing south. She let her index finger part Miranda's slick, wet folds. She didn't stop until her finger was three inches deep inside Miranda's tight, but very wet pussy. Miranda moaned softly on Snape's cock as she felt Melissa began to stroke her finger in and out of her cunt.

It didn't take long for Melissa to find that slightly coarse spot at the top of Miranda's love canal. Each time she pushed her finger inside Miranda, she made sure to put pressure on her G-spot. Miranda's juices really started to flow. Melissa didn't know if it was because of her or the delicious cock Miranda was devouring. Melissa decided that Miranda was wet enough for two fingers. Without warning, she plunged two fingers deep into Miranda's core, all the way up to the last knuckle. Her friend started to buck up and down on her hand. Melissa knew Miranda was really close.

Miranda pulled her busy little mouth off Snape's monster and screamed, "OH FUCK! YES, MEL!"

Melissa smiled as she felt Miranda's twat muscles squeeze her fingers. In no time at all, Miranda was coming in Melissa's hand. Out of breath, Miranda leaned back against her friend. She turned her head to stare into Melissa's blue-green eyes. Melissa couldn't help but lean forward and give her best friend a very passionate kiss.

"That will be enough of that," Snape said sternly as he glared down at them. "Miss Knickers, please give me your right hand. I want to taste our small friend here for myself."

His voice seemed like pure magic itself. She couldn't resist him. She didn't want to resist him. Melissa stood and held out her hand to him. Snape grabbed her roughly by the wrist and pulled her hand to his waiting lips. Like a child with a Popsicle, he sucked on the two fingers Melissa had used to make Miranda come. Electricity was shooting through Melissa's toes as she felt his silky, powerful tongue clean Miranda's essence from her fingers.

"Mmmmmm... she tastes sweet and just a little tart. Like a warm mug of Butterbeer on a cold winter's night," Snape said as he gave Melissa an evil look. "How about you, my dear? Do you taste as good as your friend?"

Snape pulled Melissa to him. He pressed his body firmly against her. She could feel his still-hard erection pressed against her belly. Snape placed one of his large hands on her ass and the other on her right breast. Her nipple responded to him immediately. His long crooked nose brushed across her.

Without warning, he devoured her mouth with his own. Their tongues danced a tango in her mouth, his always leading the way. She was very disappointed when he broke their passionate kiss without warning.

"Delicious, like fresh pumpkin juice," Snape said as he licked his lips in a sexy way that almost made her knees buckle. He raised one eyebrow at her and said, "Remove that bothersome undergarment and lie on the bed."

Melissa was normally a domineering person, but his silky voice seemed to rob her of any willpower. She did as he ordered, removing her panties and lying on her back on the big king-size bed.

Snape raised both of his arms high. His robes suddenly dissolved away into black smoke, leaving him completely naked. He had a very lean, muscled body, thin and powerful like a jungle cat. He even had a predator's look in his eyes as he gracefully moved forward onto the bed. His powerful thighs pushed her legs apart as he positioned himself over her. Melissa shuddered with excitement as she felt the tip of his hard cock brush against her very wet slit. Snape took hold of his purple one-eyed monster with his hand and began to push his large mushroom head up and down the length of her folds. Faster and faster he fucked her pussy lips, teasing her clit with his cock's head. Melissa couldn't take much more. She needed to have that magical cock inside her. She needed it more than the air in her lungs. Melissa knew she would die if he didn't fuck her right now.

"FUCK ME, YOU GREASY TWIT! FUCK ME NOW!" she screamed at him.

This might not have been the best thing to say. Snape did as she asked but with tremendous force. He buried every last inch of his cock deep inside her. Melissa screamed at the top of her lungs. She had never been this full before. Her pussy muscles were straining around his massive tool. It hurt, but it also felt better than anything she had ever known. His cock was truly magical. He started to slowly pump himself in and out of her tight cunt. He stared down at her with cold, merciless black eyes. A self-satisfied look appeared on his face as she writhed and tossed her head in pleasure underneath him. Each of his thrusts into her tight cunt was more powerful than the previous one. Snape pounded his pubic area into hers. She could feel his pubic hairs teasing her clit with every thrust. Instinctively, Melissa wrapped her legs around Snape's waist, trying to pull him even deeper into her core. She dug her fingernails into the pale flesh on his back. His cock was like a lighting rod filling her body with sexual energy until Melissa felt like she was going to explode.

Miranda had crawled onto the bed almost unnoticed. She was lying naked next to Melissa, watching her best friend get the fucking of a lifetime.

Snape had only been fucking her for a few minutes, but it was more than Melissa could take. The muscles in her pussy walls started to clinch tighter around his invading shaft.

Melissa screamed out as her orgasm began. "I'M COMING ON YOUR FILTY COCK, YOU SNARKY BASTARD!"

Snape lunged forward, shoving all of his cock inside her. Melissa reached up and grabbed a handful of Snape's silky black hair, using it to pull him down so that she could taste his luscious lips once again. Her back arched as she felt his cock pulsate and let loose a torrent of Slytherin seed into her hungry womb. She let her pussy milk his cock of every last drop of come.

Melissa's body was racked with convulsions as Snape continued to pound his still very hard cock into her cum-soaked pussy. It was ten times greater than any orgasm she had ever experienced before. Just as she was about to lose consciousness from the overwhelming pleasure, Snape withdrew his miracle cock from Melissa's well-used pussy.

Snape sneered down at her and said, "Rest while you can. I will punish your insolence, soon enough."

He then turned his attention to Miranda. "Get on all fours, little Muggle," he ordered.

Nervously, Miranda rolled over and got on her hands and knees. Melissa watched as he positioned himself behind Miranda. The thought of his cock, covered with her own come, fucking her best friend's pussy for the first time was making Melissa horny all over again. Miranda reached out for Melissa's hand as she felt Snape place the head of his cock at her entrance. She tightly squeezed Melissa's hand as Snape forced the head of his dick inside her virgin pussy.

Snape slowly pushed another couple of inches into Miranda until he felt resistance. He then leaned down until his chest was resting on her back. He brought his lips to Miranda's right ear and whispered, "Your innocence will be mine forever."

Without any warning, he seized Miranda by the hips and thrust himself all the way inside her. Miranda screamed as tears formed in her eyes. Snape was merciless. He immediately started to hammer his cock into Miranda's tender virgin cunt.

Part of Melissa felt sorry for her friend, but another part of her wanted to be in Miranda's place, getting fucked from behind by that huge Slytherin cock.

After only a couple of minutes, Miranda was no longer grinding her teeth in pain but was moaning in rhythm with Snape's thrusts.

Melissa ran her hand across Miranda's slick, warm, sweating back as Snape slid his shaft in and out of her hot-pink pussy. The hotel room was filled with the slapping sound of some lucky woman getting really doggy-fucked.

"You know how to take punishment well, little Gryffindor," Snape said as he continued to thrush his cock inside Miranda.

"No, I'm Slytherin," Miranda pleaded between moans.

"Nonsense. A true Slytherin would never reach your age with her innocence intact," Snape told Miranda as he slammed her hard from behind.

"I'm Slytherin," Miranda repeated.

"We will see if you come like a Slytherin or just whimper like the pathetic Hufflepuff I know you are," Snape teased.

"Slytherin," was all Miranda could say.

The sight of Snape's cock sliding in and out of Miranda's wet pussy was driving Melissa insane. She had to ride that beautiful beast again. Unable to keep her hands to herself, Melissa slapped Snape hard on his right ass cheek and said, "Fuck her harder, you slimy Death Eater shit!"

Snape just turned and glared at her, but he didn't stop fucking her friend. Watching Miranda's pink pussy lips suck on that huge cock was making Melissa very wet once again.

"MELISSA, I'M GOING TO COME!!" Miranda screamed as she started to thrust her own ass back onto Snape.

"Come on his cock, Manny! Come on his big fucking cock like the little Slytherin slut you are," Melissa told her.

And she did just that. Miranda screamed again as her come flowed around the huge shaft filling her cunt.

Snape leaned forward, driving Miranda's head down into a pillow. He let out one loud grunt as he filled Miranda with his seed. Miranda just trembled under the weight of her own orgasm. Snape slowly pulled his miraculously still-hard cock from Miranda's dripping pussy. Instead of moving away, he pushed the tip of his tool against Miranda's tight pink puckering asshole.

"Lets see if you can take it in the bum better than that whining Potter boy does," Snape said with a greedy look on his face.

Before anyone could object, Snape forced the head of his dick inside Miranda's ass. Thank God it was still covered in come for lubrication. It took four good, hard strokes for Snape to get most of his cock into Miranda's bowels. Miranda just panted hard into the pillow as the dark man fucked her ass.

"You are a Slytherin. You take it even better than Draco," Snape said as he slid his greasy love pole deep into Miranda's ass.

Melissa watched with amazement as her friend was being sodomized. She had never been a fan of anal sex, but now, more than anything, she wanted this wizard's wand up her Hershey Highway.

For ten long minutes, Snape hammered away at Miranda's ass. Only when Miranda came for the third time that night did he release her.

"Kneel before me, Muggles," Snape ordered as he held his cock with one hand while standing tall on the bed.

Both girls got on their knees in front of the Potions master.

"Use your hands to release my essence," Snape said as he glared down at the two.

They both put a hand on his meaty shaft and began to pump. It was all Melissa could do not to take his gorgeous cock back into her mouth. She wanted all of his snarky Slytherin come for herself.

Snape let out a satisfied moan as ropes of come erupted from the head of his cock. The first blast of come covered Miranda's lips and tongue. Melissa quickly moved her mouth into position so that the second would shoot down her needy throat. Snape shot his salty seed over her lips and tonsils. The third blast covered Miranda's perky breasts and the last was spewed over Melissa's C-cups.

That was far from the end of things. The dark, mysterious man continued to fuck the two of them all night long, using every piece of furniture in the room and every orifice their bodies had. His cock never once showed signs of softening, and he never ran out of come.

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The bright sunlight streaming through the hotel-room window woke Melissa. She quickly realized that someone had her arms and legs wrapped around her. Letting her eyes get used to the bright light, Melissa realized that it was Miranda embracing her. Melissa quickly scanned the room for signs of their Slytherin Sex God. There was no sign of Severus Snape, but the room had been thoroughly trashed. Melissa wondered if it was just a drunken dream. Did she and Miranda really have a night of incredible sex with a wizard that came out of a rock? Of course not, that was stupid.

"What time is it?" Miranda moaned as she lifted her drowsy head off her pillow.

Melissa looked at the clock and said, "Holy shit, it's almost noon. We've missed our flight."

She threw off the covers and pulled her naked body free of Miranda's limbs. As soon as she tried to stand, Melissa fell to her knees. Her thighs ached like she had run a marathon last night. Every part of her body hurt, even her asshole.

"Where is he?" Miranda asked as she sat up in bed.

"Who?"

"What do you mean, who? Severus, of course," Miranda impatiently asked.

"That was just a dream, Manny. It wasn't real," Melissa explained.

"If it was just a dream, why did you dream it, too?" Miranda asked.

Melissa was at a loss to explain that. How did they both dream the same thing? "I don't know how to explain it, Manny. But there's no way Severus Snape appeared in our hotel room last night and fucked us."

"Listen, Melissa. My sore pussy is telling me I got royally screwed last night. And I can clearly remember who was fucking me," Miranda firmly stated.

"We were really drunk last night, Manny. We probably invited a couple of those lame Snape-costumed wannabes from the convention up here and let them fuck us," Melissa suggested.

Miranda shook her head and said, "It can't be. I didn't give my cherry to some idiot in a black wig. It was Severus; I know it was. No one could fuck us like that but the real Snape. I just wish we had asked for a lifetime of sex from him and not just one night."

Melissa just shook her head and slowly made her way towards the bathroom. She wanted to believe she had had the magical night she remembered, but it was impossible. Those kinds of wishes never come true; not for her.

"Melissa, look!" Miranda shouted as she got out of bed. She was staring at a large burnt spot on the floor. Right where they had dropped the rock. "The Wishing Stone caused this. Snape was real, it was all real, Melissa!"

"Get a grip, Manny. One of the assholes we invited up here must have dropped a cigarette butt on the carpet. Fuck! The hotel is going to put that on my credit card, for sure," Melissa angrily said.

For the rest of that day, she and Miranda argued whether Snape was real last night or not. One of the flight attendants gave them a weird look on the plane as she overheard Miranda insisting that a Magical Wizard had corn-holed her.

They were still arguing about it two months later when neither had gotten their periods. Then seven months later when Melissa gave birth to a raven-haired girl with black magical eyes, she knew. Miranda gave birth to a boy, who could have been her own daughter's twin, the same day.

No one would ever believe them if they told the story of what happened in Las Vegas. But both of their children had Severus Snape listed as father on their birth certificates.


The End. Maybe?

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Thanks to the two real life Potterverse gals that inspired this story. I hope you find your real Severus or Severia Snape soon.

Coming soon: McGonagall goes to the Hustler store. Muggles do know how to have fun, she learns.