Strawberries with Double Cream

A response to a challenge (title of the challenge is unknown. I don't think one was given). I didn't see the initial challenge, only another response to the challenge. If I do find the challenge, I'll edit to add the link.

Requirements: Hermione and two friends share fresh strawberries and cream
Fire (in any form)
Hogwarts robe (any house)
Dialog: "I know something yummier"

So tell me what you think! I wrote this all in one sitting so it's not my best work, but it was fun to write.


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Hermione woke groggily. Something was off. She felt cold. Exposed. That was odd. She always slept with a blanket. But then she realized that that wasn’t nearly as odd as the position she was sleeping in. Her arms stretched up behind her head, her knees bent, legs spread. She tried to move her arms, but they wouldn’t budge. She tried to close her legs but they wouldn’t move either.

She was bound.

Hermione’s eyes snapped open, wide with shock. She looked down ahead of her and found that she was completely nude, and to her surprise, shaved in places she didn’t normally shave. The room was dimly lit by dozens of candles, but she couldn’t see anything, as she was flat on her back on some sort of padded table. She heard a soft chuckle, and some other unrecognizable sound, a wet pop most likely.

A cloaked man stepped into view, his blonde hair shining in the candle light. Draco Malfoy, she realized right away. But there was someone else in the room, too. Someone who’s shiny red hair told her was her closest female friend, Ginny. She called out to her.

“Ginny? Ginny, what’s going on? Where are we? What has he done?” she asked, panicked.

“Aw, don’t worry, Hermione. Everything’s fine. Just relax,” Ginny answered as she walked over to Draco and came up behind him. “We brought you here to have some fun. We knew you’d never agree to it if we’d asked,” she continued as she removing his Hogwarts robe to reveal his nude form. When she stepped out from behind him, Hermione discovered that the redhead, too, was nude.

“Agreed to what!?” Hermione asked, shocked, even though she was pretty sure she had a vague idea of what. After all, the three were naked, and she was bound on some sort of padded table that was clearly made for the sole use of sex.

“Calm down, Granger,” Draco said, though there was no sneer, no smirk, just a faint smile. He was clearly trying to be a nice guy tonight, and it strained him to do so.

“Hermione, I just thought you could use some loosening up. You trust me, don’t you?” Ginny’s tone was so genuine and casual, you would think she was talking about a ride on her broom. Hermione couldn’t help but nod.

“Yes, I trust you, Ginny, but have you lost your mind? Malfoy?” It was only natural that his presence was the greatest shock of the whole experience.

“Who else do you think I’d get to do this, Hermione?”

Hermione let out a sigh. Her heart was pounding with anticipation, but oddly, she didn’t feel any fear. She was almost excited to know what they were going to do to her.

“So, are we going to get started, or what?” Draco asked, clearly pleased by how little a fight the brunette was putting up. She hadn’t even strained against her binds since she first woke up.

“Yes, I believe we are,” Ginny answered him, and then she left Hermione’s view. Hermione tried to turn her head to see where she was going, but was unable to do so, so she gave up and rested her head on the pillow again.

Ginny came back into view a moment later with a tray in her hands. The items on top of the tray were the strangest things she’d ever seen, and they made her blush as she calculated what they were for. One of the items looked like a cross between a vibrator and a kabob skewer.

Draco took that item and unscrewed the base, which she realized looked a lot like a handle. He set the handle down and reached for what was in one of the bowls Ginny had brought on the tray. He pulled out a strawberry and pushed it onto the skewer until it met the latex top, which looked an awful lot like the head of a penis. “Ginny, why don’t you get Granger ready while I get this ready?” He added another, and another, and another, before putting the base back into place.

Ginny smiled and set the tray down on a stand Hermione hadn’t been able to see before now in the poor lighting. She moved to stand in front of Hermione, between her spread legs. Hermione blushed furiously as Ginny crouched down onto her knees and spread Hermione’s lower lips with her fingers. This was just awkward for the little experienced brunette.

Ginny didn’t notice Hermione’s embarrassment, she was too focused on the moist hole in front of her. She gave it a long, slow lick, just to “test the waters”, so to speak. Hermione’s body jerked, and Ginny smiled. “Relax, Hermione,” she instructed, and licked her again. Hermione didn’t jerk this time, and Ginny grinned. “That a girl.” As she continued to lick her friend’s growingly wet pussy, said friend began to moan, unable to deny the wonderful feelings coursing through her at the redheads ministrations.

Hermione’s back began to arch as Ginny began to add a finger to her works, fingering her and eating her at the same time.

Draco had finished with the assembly of his experimental toy, and was now just watching the two ladies playing. Soon, though, Draco instructed Ginny to stop, and she did, moving and causing Hermione to whimper in protest. She’d been enjoying it.

“Don’t fret, Granger. I’ve got something else in mind for you,” he told her, and then a buzzing noise was heard. Draco had switched on the toy he’d invented, and he stood between Hermione’s spread legs, inserting the toy, pushing it deep into her practically virgin depths.

Hermione gasped out as she was penetrated for only the second time in her life. She and Ron had had sex, once, but the relationship didn’t end up going anywhere and they never did it again. But this was a lot different from her first time. It felt odd. She’d thought that Draco had penetrated her himself, but whatever was inside of her couldn’t possibly be a man, could it? She strained her neck up to see his hand pushing something in and out of her, but she couldn’t see it. She wondered why he was using a tool to get her off, rather than herself, but as the vibrating toy moved deeper and harder into her, she lost all thought.

She moaned loudly, back arching more than it had when Ginny had been eating her wet folds. She didn’t even notice Ginny on her knees in front of Draco, sucking him off while he worked on her. She came loudly, her inner walls clasping down on the toy, immobilizing it until her muscles relaxed again, and Draco was able to remove it from her depths.

Draco pulled the toy out and smoothed it up her folds, towards her stomach, leaving a wet, sticky trail. He moved it all the way to her breasts, in her view, and swirled the soaked strawberries over her hardened nipples, and Hermione gasped when she realized that those strawberries had just been inside of her, fucking her.

Ginny was standing beside Hermione now, smirking. “That looks yummy,” she said at the sight of the female-juice covered strawberries. Draco smirked as well. “I know something yummier,” he said. Ginny rose an eyebrow at him, and he picked up the second bowl from the tray, the one filled with whipped cream and cut up pieces of strawberry. Ginny was immediately curious.

“And what do you plan to do with that?” she asked him, knowing that it would surely be something deliciously naughty.

“Oh, you’ll see. Now do me a favor, Ginny, and put that pretty little pussy of yours over Hermione’s hungry looking mouth.”

Ginny didn’t know what Draco had in mind, but she did as she was instructed. She got onto the table, her knees on either side of Hermione’s head. She moaned quietly at the feeling of Hermione’s breath on her dripping cunt.

Hermione gasped in surprise when a small spoon filled with the strawberries and cream was brought towards her, and, assuming that it was for her, she opened her mouth to receive it, but to her surprise, that’s not what Draco ended up doing with it.

It was Ginny’s turn to gasp in surprise when she felt the spoon enter her juicy entrance. Draco scooped the treat into Ginny’s pussy and removed the spoon to retrieve more. He filled her with a total of three spoonfuls, and Ginny was fighting hard to keep from accidently pushing the desert out of her prematurely.

It didn’t take Hermione long to figure out what the purpose of this was. The desert was for her, not for Ginny. And then a strawberry was placed by her mouth, and Hermione took a bite. It tasted odd at first, until she remembered that the berry was covered in her own personal cream. She ate it nonetheless. It was an interesting taste, but not bad, at all. She finished the strawberry, and Draco and Ginny shared the others as well.

And then Draco disappeared, and a moment later, Hermione shouted out in surprise as he entered her without warning. He pounded into her relentlessly and she moaned loudly before remembering what was above her mouth and reached her neck up to lick Ginny tentatively. Ginny felt her and lowered herself onto her mouth and Hermione went to work trying to remove the creamy, berry desert from the female’s insides. She moaned into her as she made Ginny moan as well. She dipped her tongue in deep, trying to get the small chunks of berry out and eating them before dipping in again. Over and over again, she licked the female’s insides clean as she was brought to several orgasms by the man pounding into her.

Ginny came three times in the time it took Hermione to finish her desert, and Hermione licked that up, too. Ginny moved off of her when she could handle no more, and sat down on a chair that appeared for her, panting heavily, spent.

Without Ginny on top of her, Hermione moaned and screamed as Draco upped his efforts, close to reaching his own orgasm. He could feel her tightening around his member and it made him have to work harder to get in and out of her, and finally he just couldn’t take anymore and he pulled out of her, emptying himself onto her waist.

Hermione’s chest was heaving, and she wished she had use of her hands in order to wipe her mouth. She felt a tongue on her body, and looked down to see Ginny licking up the mess Draco had just made on her, and then the redhead climbed on top of her and kissed her deeply, swirling the white fluid around between their mouths. Hermione moaned into Ginny’s mouth, not even caring about the fluid that Ginny was sharing with her. It was the first time she’d ever kissed a girl, but then again, a few moments ago had been the first time she’d ever eaten a girl out, literally. She’d never understood how oral sex could be pleasureful for the giver until now.

She felt the redhead insert one of her fingers into the brunette and move them in and out of her, gradually fast and fast, until Hermione had to break the kiss in order to cry out as yet another orgasm washed over her.


Hermione woke with a start. Her hand was inside of her panties, her two fingers deep inside of herself. She withdrew them, finding them covered in her own juices. Her breathing was heavy, her heart racing, as she realized that it had all been a dream. Her face flushed with embarrassment. That had been the best dream she’d ever had, and the thought made her glad that it’d been just a dream. She’d never forgive herself if she’d actually done such a thing. But she did fall back to sleep with a smile, as the dream repeated itself for her pleasure.