Hey all! This is my first go at a piece of erotic fiction, I've read plenty, and I thought I'd give it a go. Normal kind of disclaimer: The following story is not official. It is a complete work of fiction. It is not officially associated with J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter, or Warner Brothers. The following contains sexual actions between two girls who are under legal age. If you are under 18 or are not permitted to be reading any sort of erotic fiction, please leave now. You have been warned. Hermione Granger had just finished her last holiday essay about Shrinking Solutions for Professor Snape. With a sigh, she dropped her quill and looked over her work. She believed it was important to look over an essay at least twice, and though Snape was probably Hermione's least favourite teacher, it was no exception. However, she was distracted by a tapping at her window, and she looked over too see the Weasley family owl, Errol, tottering on her windowsill. Oh great,' she thought, Ron.' Only she and Ron knew, but they had hooked up last term. Hermione had had too much Butterbeer in the celebration following Gryffindor's fourth victory in the House Cup, and Ron had been very eager. So eager, in fact, that he had came all over her, before he even went close to her hole. Ever since that embarrassment, Ron had been writing to her almost every two or three days, asking her to forgive him, and to give him another go. But he didn't know.he couldn't.You see, Hermione liked girls. Even before she'd gone to Hogwarts, she'd found a stash of her Muggle father's lesbian magazines and she had fingered herself repeatedly to them. Lost in her own thoughts, Hermione was brought back to the present when Errol tapped on her window again. She went to the window, and carried him over to the water trough she had on hand for him. She untied the letter from his leg, and found, to her surprise, that it was not Ron's writing, but Ginny's. Strange,' she thought, Ginny and I aren't that great friends.' Though she had fantasised a few times about Ron's younger sister, she didn't really talk to her all that much. She opened the letter. Hermione, Can you come to my house early this holidays? Only something really bad has happened, and living in a house full of boys isn't helping, either. We can pick you up this weekend, if it's OK with your parents? Send Errol back with a reply. Love Ginny Hermione was very surprised by this, but she knew someone was in trouble; it was in her nature to respond. So she sent back: Ginny, Whatever it is, I'll try and help best I can. You can come get me this weekend, not a problem. I'll see you on Saturday. Love Hermione. *** Hermione arrived at The Burrow with Mrs Weasley and Ginny. She saw the familiar multitude of chimneys and mish-mashed extensions, and couldn't help smiling. "Now," said Mrs Weasley, "the boys have gone to a Quidditch match, and I have to go down to the village.will you girls be OK on your own for a few hours?" "Mum, we can take care of ourselves, for God's sake," said Ginny derisively. "Oh, as long as you're sure, dear," said Mrs. Weasley, and Apparated without a backward glance. "C'mon, Hermione." Said Ginny forcefully. "We need to talk." Curious, but not talking yet, she followed Ginny up to her room. She couldn't help but notice Ginny's beautiful arse as she followed her up the narrow staircase, and she felt a familiar stirring in her crotch. "Hermione.Dean and I broke up."
"Oh, Ginny, I'm sorry-" "Don't be, he was a prick. The truth is, I dumped him, because I think I like girls. And I think I like you." Hermione's whole world stopped. Was she hearing what she thought she was? "Well, Ginny, the truth is, I also like you, lots-" Ginny stopped Hermione's explanation with her mouth. The two girls kissed each other passionately. They started removing bits of clothing as their kisses became more and more passionate. Eventually, they were standing in the middle of Ginny's room, both naked and kissing like their lives depended on it. All of a sudden, Mrs. Weasley Apparated in the room. "Forgot my keys.WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING??" The girls both tried to stammer explanations, but Mrs. Weasley silenced them with a gesture. She walked over to Hermione, and started to kiss her. Hermione almost exploded then and there. She was about to have a threesome with the two Weasley women! Even in her wildest dreams, she'd never imagined this. Ginny picked up her wand and said "Accio Dildo!" and a strap on was summoned into her hand. She put it on, and as Mrs. Weasley removed all her clothes, started to pump Hermione furiously with it. As Hermione and Ginny, the dildo still inside Hermione, moved onto the bed, Mrs Weasley, now naked, lowered herself onto Hermione's face. The three women started a rhythm, with every pump of the strap on, Hermione's tongue pushed deeper into Mrs. Weasley's hairy cunt. Hermione was in heaven. She moaned louder and louder as Ginny mercilessly went deeper and deeper. Eventually, it became too much, and she blew her sticky girl-cum over and over again, it welled out of her pussy, and Ginny lay down so she could lap it up. Mrs Weasley suddenly yelled "Don't stop, bitch, just because you're done!" Hermione was only too happy to oblige, and buried her face once more in Mrs. Weasley's cunt. In what seemed like a remarkably short time, Mrs. Weasley was squirting on Hermione's face, and she lapped gratefully. "But what about Ginny?" asked Mrs. Weasley. "Well," said Hermione, "why don't we both do it?" So they did. Mrs. Weasley put the strap on around her waist, and Ginny knelt in the middle of the bed, so both her holes could be used. Mrs Weasley rammed the strap on up Ginny's virgin arse, as Hermione began to shove her tongue up Ginny's cunt. Ginny gave a sharp yell of pain from the strap on, but Mrs. Weasley kept going, pushing deeper and deeper, and the pain became pleasure. Hermione started using her fingers as well as her tongue, and soon, Ginny was squirting as well. "Well now, girls," said Mrs. Weasley, "do you want to
tell me what all that was about?" They all burst out laughing. The end. Any comments/queries? Email me at hand_against_forehead@hotmail.com