without forgetting to get pleasure from it. At the same time, their meeting places were not limited to “boar’s head” Several times she secretly entered the castle, catching Harry in the most unexpected places. Three days ago, he woke up with strange sensations. When he came to himself, he found that Rita had snuck under the canopy of his bed and was now furiously sucking him. With one hand she squeezed his mouth, the other held his cock. That night she was very passionate, while Harry could smell the strong smell of alcohol. They did this in complete silence, in spite of the fact that Rita clearly put a soundproof charm on the canopy. She demanded again and again, bringing his falling member to combat readiness by hook or by crook. Then Harry finished 6 times how much Rita - Harry lost count. In the morning she was gone, and Ron asked why he looked like a happy squeezed lemon. At breakfast, he received a letter from her - it was brief: “Great. Still shivering. While it is necessary to stop - a lot of work Your PC. PS find yourself someone - practice;) ".

Now Harry applied his experience. He began to stroke her on the back, dropping lower and lower. Hermione made no sound of protest when he began to rather briskly stroke her round ass, gradually lifting up her skirt. Hermione with might and main has already unbuttoned a shirt on the boy when she felt Harry's hot dick through his pants. This aroused her even more, and her fingers moved even faster. Soon her fingers were already freely examining his body. Harry's youthful angularity was gradually receding into the past, and Druslei's physical labor made his body more muscular.

Meanwhile, the skirt had already been thrown into the far corner of the class, and under his fingers Harry already felt Hermione's gentle peach skin and soft cotton of her panties. Sensing that the girl had become terribly hot in a completely unnecessary sweater, he reluctantly pulled away from her lips and helped her take it off. Hermione, in turn, decided not to waste time. She sat on her knees, gripping Harry with her legs so that her ass lightly touched the knoll on her pants, and pulled her blouse over her head. She didn’t wear a bra today, so Harry hurried to sit down to feel the warmth of her breasts with her lips and hands. From such affection, Hermione literally purred in pleasure. The breasts were firm, soft, and smelled softly of perfume.

What a tasty little knoll, Harry thought. Her hands gently stroked his head, and Harry realized that it was time to move on. He slid his hands lower and lowered her panties. Her spread legs prevented to remove them completely, however they were lowered enough so that Harry could stroke the gentle fluff on Hermione's pussy. Having slipped on her sexual lips, he, remembering how it was done in the films, slightly parted them and began to gently move his fingers. Her fingers were wet, but warm. He seemed to be doing everything right, because a groan escaped from Hermione's chest. By some miracle, Hermione overpowered herself and, slightly moving back, finally took off her panties and began to unbutton his pants Harry.

Harry was terribly uncomfortable lying on the floor, but he did not want to get up and drag himself to a pillow. Deciding to try it, he sent a wand (of course a magic one, that is, a wooden one) to the largest pillow:

- ASIO! - the pillow was in his hands with lightning speed.

Seeing this, Hermione smiled and threw his pants aside.

- Harry! You did it!

Harry smiled, put a pillow under his back and pulled off his underpants.

- Maybe you congratulate me?

Hermione knelt, wrapped her legs around Harry and lightly stroked his cock.

“Of course, my great wizard.”

She leaned down and kissed him on the lips. He, in turn, with one hand began to hold his penis, the other to drive on the girl's sexual lips. Hermione raised herself and started to sit on Harry's excited dick. He unmistakably sent her his "boyfriend" into the vagina.

She was a little hurt because of the narrow passage, but her excitement grew with each new millimeter entering it. Finally, the whole member was in it. Hermeon froze, getting used to the size of the penis, and then put her hands on Harry's shoulders and began to rise and fall, sliding along the penis. Harry gladly felt the pressure of the vagina on his penis. His hands spontaneously began to move over Hermione's body. They stroked and probed every millimeter of her body. Finally, they lay on her ass and began to help the girl ride his dick. This help came in handy because Hermione could not understand anything about the sensations surging at her. She began to moan slightly, and her movements became more confident and quick. Now she literally fell on his penis and soared upward like a rocket. Harry involuntarily admired her breasts, which swayed in time with the movements of his mistress.

After three minutes of uninterrupted jumps of her moaning, one loud moan replaced, the body was hot, and an internal explosion occurred at the bottom of the abdomen, the blast wave of which passed through the whole body. By inertia, Hermione made three more jumps. That was enough for Harry, who was no longer able to restrain himself, pressed his head to her chest and with a moan began to push his seed into it.

After a minute, Hermione, recovering herself exhausted, got off Harry and fell next to him on the pillow.

“If sex is so cool, then I want to do it forever,” she whispered.

Harry smiled.

- Give me a minute and we can continue our studies.

Suddenly a thought occurred to him.

- Hermione, listen, and why there was no blood?

Hermione looked at him questioningly.

- In terms of?

“I thought you were a virgin,” Harry blushed deeply.

She smiled knowingly.

- BUT! Well, y'know, Harry, I'm too curious.

— ... ?

- One time when I was washing, out of habit, I began ... well ... to masturbate. Well, at the most interesting moment, I remembered one movie, and there was just a magic wand at hand. It was a little painful, then there was blood and I was scared.

Hermione blushed deeply. Harry reassuredly stroked her belly.

- But now it was not scary?

- Not. Speaking of magic wands ...

She found her magic wand on the floor and mumbled it slightly into her vagina:

— Spermortumum!

The stick lightly lit up with a gentle green color, and then went out.

“Now our sex can be considered safe,” and she pulled her wand back.

- Interesting spell. It’s different for muggles.

- Yes I know. But it seems we are distracted from something, - she pulled his head to her and greedily kissed him on the lips.

“You're right, now I want to shove my wand at you,” with these words, Harry slid his lips lower to the thin neck.

“Naughty,” she purred blissfully. She turned her head slightly, and her gaze fell on the map of the marauders, which fell out of the pocket of Harry's mantle at the very beginning of caresses.

- Damn it! Harry! Filch is coming to the floor soon!

- To him! Okay, we are going, but I hope that we will be able to continue our studies soon, - he kissed her on the cheek, stood up and his excited member flashed around Hermione's face.

She flirted smiled.

- It depends on how you perform on probation tomorrow.

“Then I fear that this unfortunate dragon will not live!” - and in support of his words, he began to attract all the clothes scattered around the room.

After some ten minutes, they were already lying in their soft beds, although they were still mentally in the same classroom.