Survivors Guilt NC-17
WARNING!! this story is ABSOLUTELY UNDENIABLY NC-17.. Its not my fault if youre need to go find a dark corner when youre done.. maybe you should thank me. enjoy. ;)
D_R
Nothing mattered. Nothing at all. She would rather be dead than alive now.
Survivors guilt.
Until one night she woke up screaming as she came. The owner of the tongue that so.. rudely awoke her poked their head up and kissed her breathless.
“Hermoine I’ve been waiting years to do that.”
Her eyes went wide at the breasts, and the hair and the most beautiful creature she’d ever seen.”
“Ginerva Weasley.. where.. how.. what?”
“Mioney.. I love you. I want you, I need you. Please, let me fuck you. Let me make you scream, let me..”
“Well.. you’ve already given yourself permission haven’t you.. but I guess I could let you JOIN me.. since I slept through half of it.”
Ginny wasted no time in scraping her nails across Hermione’s neck, eliciting screams of pleasure. She licked over the little red lines drawing out moans. She bit down on nipples causing grunts. She stood and Hermione followed as if attached at the torso with invisible strings. She hit the wall so hard she couldn’t breathe. She didn’t need to. While ginny bit her way towards her ass Hermione thrusted against the wall best she could with Ginny pinning her there. As Ginny spread her legs to tongue her standing she yelled “OH GIN!” with all the might her voice could muster. As ginny tongue fucked her she shook, writhed, screamed, until she came and fell to the ground no longer able to hold her own weight.
When she regained breath she asked questions burning in her mind..
“How did you know I wanted you so badly?” and “ How do you like it?”
Ginny smiled and whispered into her ear, breathy and hot, nibbling at the lobe “Because only the sexiest women want me, and I always get what I want.”
It turned Hermione on so much she moaned again almost back on edge already. She mustered the courage to speak again.
“You only answered one question.”
“Somewhere in that pretty little head of yours you know the answer to that” Ginny replied dragging her finger tips lightly across Hermione’s collarbone as they sat facing on the floor. Ginny stood and strutted off into the kitchen. Hermione raced to follow.
Before getting through to the kitchen hermione reached forward and spun Ginny into the hallway wall and kissed her, hard and fierce. She pulsed at the taste of herself in Ginny’s mouth. She shivered as Ginnys hands slid lightly around her resting on her ass. She suddenly knew what the woman wanted. Terrified and bold all in the same moment hermione slid her hands over Ginnys breasts , down her stomach and hooked them under her thighs. She reveled in the slight shake of Ginnys body. She hoisted Ginny up the wall bringing her off the ground and spreading her legs wide open. She leaned her shoulders into Ginny taking her nippled in her mouth one at a time between summoning her wand. Ginny moaned. Hermione bound her to the wall with roped she conjured snaking out of the wall and ceiling, her feet a good 3 feet off the floor, arms above her head suspended in air. She hung from the wall completely untouched by hermione’s flesh and began begging. Hermione used her wand again, flashing a cooling charm across Ginny’s body, hyper-sensitizing the flesh, making nipples rock hard, raising her clitoris to its peak. She licked and bit and kissed every inch of Ginny’s skin until she cried out for release. Hermione’s mind sparked and she walked away. Ginny screamed, cussing and spitting and begging for five minutes until her voice died as Hermione appeared in the doorway of the hall again. She was wearing the sex toy Ginny bought her as a “joke” ages ago. Thanks to magic the fake dick glued itself on and had all the feeling of one that hadn’t come from a box. Hermione slowly came down the hall palming it the whole way making it harder and harder. She revealed a knife that was in the palm of her hand and cut Ginny’s legs from the wall. Ginny wailed. She hung from the ceiling toes inched from the ground. Hermione wrapped Ginny’s legs around herself and slowly entered her. Ginny moaned and cussed. They sat perfectly still for a moment, Ginny getting comfortable around her. Hermione jumped suddenly slicing the ropes above their heads and ginny collapsed onto her, completely tangled around her as hermione threw the knife into the wall and pounded her way into ginny. They cried, screamed, wailed, and wave after wave of orgasm came over both of them. Finally they landed on the floor in a pile. Once their breath slowed so they could speak again Ginny kissed her. Their lips melded softly, learning the taste of eachother, the curves of lips, where to catch those lips between their teeth to make their breath hitch again. Ginny pulled back eventually, Hermione letting her go and climbed off the floor into bed, shooting a quick cleaning spell over themselves, the bed and the hall. They fell asleep together in the bed, curled together as lovers do. Niether ever asked why.
D_R
Nothing mattered. Nothing at all. She would rather be dead than alive now.
Survivors guilt.
Until one night she woke up screaming as she came. The owner of the tongue that so.. rudely awoke her poked their head up and kissed her breathless.
“Hermoine I’ve been waiting years to do that.”
Her eyes went wide at the breasts, and the hair and the most beautiful creature she’d ever seen.”
“Ginerva Weasley.. where.. how.. what?”
“Mioney.. I love you. I want you, I need you. Please, let me fuck you. Let me make you scream, let me..”
“Well.. you’ve already given yourself permission haven’t you.. but I guess I could let you JOIN me.. since I slept through half of it.”
Ginny wasted no time in scraping her nails across Hermione’s neck, eliciting screams of pleasure. She licked over the little red lines drawing out moans. She bit down on nipples causing grunts. She stood and Hermione followed as if attached at the torso with invisible strings. She hit the wall so hard she couldn’t breathe. She didn’t need to. While ginny bit her way towards her ass Hermione thrusted against the wall best she could with Ginny pinning her there. As Ginny spread her legs to tongue her standing she yelled “OH GIN!” with all the might her voice could muster. As ginny tongue fucked her she shook, writhed, screamed, until she came and fell to the ground no longer able to hold her own weight.
When she regained breath she asked questions burning in her mind..
“How did you know I wanted you so badly?” and “ How do you like it?”
Ginny smiled and whispered into her ear, breathy and hot, nibbling at the lobe “Because only the sexiest women want me, and I always get what I want.”
It turned Hermione on so much she moaned again almost back on edge already. She mustered the courage to speak again.
“You only answered one question.”
“Somewhere in that pretty little head of yours you know the answer to that” Ginny replied dragging her finger tips lightly across Hermione’s collarbone as they sat facing on the floor. Ginny stood and strutted off into the kitchen. Hermione raced to follow.
Before getting through to the kitchen hermione reached forward and spun Ginny into the hallway wall and kissed her, hard and fierce. She pulsed at the taste of herself in Ginny’s mouth. She shivered as Ginnys hands slid lightly around her resting on her ass. She suddenly knew what the woman wanted. Terrified and bold all in the same moment hermione slid her hands over Ginnys breasts , down her stomach and hooked them under her thighs. She reveled in the slight shake of Ginnys body. She hoisted Ginny up the wall bringing her off the ground and spreading her legs wide open. She leaned her shoulders into Ginny taking her nippled in her mouth one at a time between summoning her wand. Ginny moaned. Hermione bound her to the wall with roped she conjured snaking out of the wall and ceiling, her feet a good 3 feet off the floor, arms above her head suspended in air. She hung from the wall completely untouched by hermione’s flesh and began begging. Hermione used her wand again, flashing a cooling charm across Ginny’s body, hyper-sensitizing the flesh, making nipples rock hard, raising her clitoris to its peak. She licked and bit and kissed every inch of Ginny’s skin until she cried out for release. Hermione’s mind sparked and she walked away. Ginny screamed, cussing and spitting and begging for five minutes until her voice died as Hermione appeared in the doorway of the hall again. She was wearing the sex toy Ginny bought her as a “joke” ages ago. Thanks to magic the fake dick glued itself on and had all the feeling of one that hadn’t come from a box. Hermione slowly came down the hall palming it the whole way making it harder and harder. She revealed a knife that was in the palm of her hand and cut Ginny’s legs from the wall. Ginny wailed. She hung from the ceiling toes inched from the ground. Hermione wrapped Ginny’s legs around herself and slowly entered her. Ginny moaned and cussed. They sat perfectly still for a moment, Ginny getting comfortable around her. Hermione jumped suddenly slicing the ropes above their heads and ginny collapsed onto her, completely tangled around her as hermione threw the knife into the wall and pounded her way into ginny. They cried, screamed, wailed, and wave after wave of orgasm came over both of them. Finally they landed on the floor in a pile. Once their breath slowed so they could speak again Ginny kissed her. Their lips melded softly, learning the taste of eachother, the curves of lips, where to catch those lips between their teeth to make their breath hitch again. Ginny pulled back eventually, Hermione letting her go and climbed off the floor into bed, shooting a quick cleaning spell over themselves, the bed and the hall. They fell asleep together in the bed, curled together as lovers do. Niether ever asked why.