Stress Relief

"I've had it! I've had it with Arithmancy! I've had it with OWL's, and I've had it with my professors!" Hermione screamed as she stormed into her dormitory and dove head first onto her bed. She suffocated herself under a pillow and let out a shrill screach of exaspiration.
"Hermione, I really think you need to get your mind off of school work. OWL exams won't be until you get back from holiday, so use this time to have fun and be a girl," Tonks offered. She was sitting, dangling her legs off the window ledge. She and Hermione had become very close over the past year, as Hermione reached legal age. After Hermione came back to Hogwarts from summer break, Tonks had often utilized her transformation to take the shape of Hogwarts staff, so she could see Hermione during the school year. Of course, Hermione thought Tonks was often trying to distract her, she had recently grown a strange fondness for the girl.
"You're right, but I've never had so much to do in my life," Hermione withdrew from her place of distress and dumped her schoolbag on the floor. Book upon book poured out, reminding her of all the unfinished work, and flung back onto the bed sprawled out. She crooked her head upside down to look at Tonks, still perched on the ledge, as if she had the answer to everything. Tonks hoisted herself down and plopped on the bed beside Hermione. They both laid there for what seemed like an eternity, not having any definite plans. The only thing Hermione knew was that she needed a scapegoat, and quick, because for the first time in her life she was cracking under pressure.
It was then, that Tonk's hand accidentally brushed against Hermione's. She drew her hand back and rolled on her side, facing away from Hermione. Tonks had been developing a crush on Hermione over the course of time that they had been getting close, and she was almost certain that Hermione wasn't interested in girls. If it came down to it, she would rather keep a distance than lose Hermione all together.
Tonks looked over her shoulder and glanced at Hermione, who seemed to be blushing, and looked as though she were trying to contain a grin.
"What's so funny?" Tonks asked, her interest being piqued. Hermione never blushed, but, boy, when she did, it made her heart beat faster. Hermione's eyes traveled down to Tonk’s shapely torso. In the process of rolling over, her skirt had come up and exposed her butt cheeks peeking out of her little pink and blue boy short underroos. Tonks giggled, slightly embarrassed, and rolled back in Hermione’s direction, propping her head up by her elbow. She didn’t even bother to straighten her skirt.

“Tonks, you’re so cute,” Hermione said, catching Tonks completely off guard.

“And why would you say that?” Tonks questioned, not believing the words she just heard.

“Because, it’s true. I’ve wanted to say that for a while, but I’ve never had the guts,” Hermione explained. “And I think you can help me relax for the holiday,” she added.

Happy to hear this, Tonks leaned in close to Hermione’s face. It was now or never, she thought to herself. With that, she took a breath and closed her eyes, while delicately placing her lips against Hermione’s, who didn’t seem to be protesting. After a soft kiss, Tonks pulled away. “Hermione, I never knew you-“ She was cut off by another kiss, this time planted by Hermione. Tonks snaked a hand up Hermione’s cheek and behind her head and embraced her soft lips. She opened her mouth as their tounges met, playing around in each others’ mouths.

Curiously, Tonk’s hands began to retreat down Hermione’s soft skin, traveling down Hermione’s nape, and up her blouse. In a hurry at the sensation Tonks was creating in the young girls, Hermione stripped down to nothing but her bra and underroos. She seemed to be in almost as much of a hurry as Tonks.

With that as almost a queue, Tonks slipped a hand inside Hermione’s bra and began rubbing her breast. She felt the younger girl’s nipple hardening under her fingers. Hermione broke the deep and intense kissing with a quite moan. She closed her eyes, and Tonks began rubbing harder and more determined, while lightly circling her thumb around Hermione’s very erecting nipple. She pulled her hand out from underneath the bra, tracing her fingers to the back of the bra and unclasping it. The bra fell to the floor, now exposing two swelling breasts.

This was the moment Tonks had been yearning for. She didn’t hesitate to continue kneading Hermione’s left breast, while placing her mouth on the other. The pink haired girl seemingly unhinged her jaw, sucking on the younger witch’s entire breast, licking everything her mouth could touch. She flicked her tongue over the nipple that she had found again, causing Hermione to arch her back and let out a gasp.

“You like that?” Tonks urged her, looking up at Hermione who was biting her lower lip in ecstasy. She simply replied by pressing her body against Tonk’s.

“Well your cute little boobs are awfully wet now,” she gave the left nipple a little pinch before sitting up. “Let’s find out what else is wet.” Tonks couldn’t believe what she was saying. It was like her sexuality had completely embodied her, and now everything that Tonks had ever fantasized was erupting through her speech and actions faster than she could comprehend what she was doing. Regardless, they were both more than eager to intensify what they had developed, and took it upon themselves to completely undress.

Naked and vulnerable in the broad daylight, Tonks went down on Hermione for the first glorious time in her life. Her face approached a neatly shaved pussy, soft and alluring. Hermione ran her fingers through her long brown locks, as she outstretched her body and spread her legs. Tonks ran her hands up the outside of Hermione’s legs, over her clenching stomach, and back down to Hermione’s thighs. Tonks now knew that Hermione wanted this as much as she did, and lovingly teased her with this. She persisted to gently tickle the inside of Hermione’s thighs, from the knee and rubbing with more hand higher on her inner thighs. These hands felt the trembling girl underneath, as a glistening pussy opened up like a flower.

She strategically placed her mouth below Hermione’s navel, and licked down until she came to the entrance of her pussy. She teased the lips, sopping up the bit of juice that had already been produced. Hermione didn’t know how much longer she could handle the teasing, so she grabbed Tonk’s head and forced her down into her body. Tonks began ferociously licking everything, getting as deep as she possibly could with her tongue. She licked each fold and crease, working her way into Hermione’s hole. It felt so good, as if Hermione would never get enough of this pleasure. Passionately, deeper and deeper Tonk’s tongue probed the depths of Hermione. Her face was covered in wet juices as Tonks withdrew from Hermione’s legs, and she replaced her tongue with her fingers.

First inserted was a middle finger, wriggling and toying with Hermione’s clit like a switch. Smiling and gasping, the girl humped Tonk’s hand uncontrollably. Tonks slipped two more fingers in, because Hermione wanted this girl as deep inside of her as possible. To get Tonks’ fingers as deep as they would go, Tonks mounted the smaller witch and aligned their pussies so that they were sandwiching Tonks’ hand. Neither had much experience and they were acting on pure impulse. Tonks was much more forceful, and humped her hand into Hermione. Between the rubbing of their wet pussies together, and the constant contact of hard nipples pressing against each other, Hermione began moaning so loud, Tonks felt compelled to muffle her lover with a wet kiss. The friction from the movement and Tonks’ wild fingers sent Hermione into convulsions. The body beneath Tonks suddenly went limp, as her muscles contracted and released cum all over Tonks’ hand and wrist.

She withdrew the hand and brought it up to her face after rolling off of Hermione. Something about the way Hermione licked the white, glistening coating from Tonks’ fingers sent her into a new realm of ecstasy. Hermione was still panting from riding out her orgasm so long, but quickly regained her wits and knew that it was her turn to show Tonks the marvels of having an orgasm. Hermione reached over the bed and took her wand out of her coat pocket. The moment Tonks laid eyes on the wand, her mind raced with the possibilities.

With a new expression that Tonks had never seen on Hermione’s face, she surrendered her body. Hermione sat up on her knees and mounted Tonks’ stomach. Tonks felt Hermione’s still wet pussy rubbing right above her own, and now felt the burning desire to have Hermione inside of her. Hermione unexpectedly bent down and grabbed both of Tonks’ C cupped breasts, and began kneading them very intensely. There was a strange eroticism behind the roughness of Hermione’s gentle body.

As she continued feeling Tonks’ perky breasts, Hermione put her whole body into the massage. Her back arched, thrusting her own nipples out, and her pussy continued rubbing Tonks’ body. It felt so good and Tonks felt herself becoming damper breathing coarsely. With a last pinch of each nipple, Hermione slid her body down Tonks’ until she was completely off. “No, please, don’t stop!” Tonks screamed in her mind, but she should have known better than to think this heaven was over. “Close your eyes and open your legs,” Hermione said with such a seductive angelic voice, it sent chills up Tonks’ body.

At once, she felt the warm branch of Hermione’s wand enter her sopping pussy. From the second it went in, it was bliss for the older girl. Hermione pushed the wand about halfway in, and withdrew it, pushing it in again about three quarters of the way. She kept pulling it out and pushing it in, until she was pumping it at a steady speed. Tonks was thrusting her hips up every time the wand went in, so Hermione had to place her free hand on Tonks’ hip to keep her controlled. A quick pulse developed in the movement of the wand, and Hermione sped up with every thrust. “Sexuous Tremorus,” Hermione whispered, and a warm static began to emerge from the tip of her wand. The pulse and warm feeling overpowered Tonks’ body, and she reached her climax. Hermione slowed down the movement of her wand to let Tonks ride out her orgasm, and pulled it out after covering it completely in cum.

Hermione let herself fall back beside Tonks, setting her wand aside. They both locked in a gaze, smiling, reading each other. Hermione was now consoled in knowing that Tonks will be the reason she can make it through the year.

-Fin