“Lavender, I can explain.”
“You had better missy.” She jumped over the back of the couch, landed next Hermione, and grabbing her shoulders to look straight in her eyes, “because, I want ALL the details!”
Hermione had thought Lavender would be mad, or feel as though she’d been cheated on but it appeared she couldn’t have been more mistaken. The look on her friend’s face was a mixture of impressed and giddy. Lavender wanted girl talk.
Hermione had never had a girlfriend she could talk to about boys. I mean they’d talked about sex a lot in the last few days but it had been mostly technical…
Hermione broke out into a sheepish grin and giggled. Hermione didn’t usually giggle but she couldn’t help it looking at Lavender’s face.
“First question,” Lavender looked all business now, “so, which one of them made you scream like that and when’s it my turn?”
“Oh.” Hermione was surprised to hear Lavender was interested in the boys. She felt a slight twinge of envy and had to remind herself what she’d told them about keeping things casual. “I’m surprised you are interested Lav. I didn’t think you, you know… Swung that way.”
“Listen,” she started matter of factly. “I have no interest in dating boys. I am not attracted to them at all. But I’m not blind. You think I couldn’t tell the last few days how badly you’ve been wanting a good fucking?”
Hermione blushed a bit at that. She hadn’t realized she’d been letting her disappointment be so noticeable.
“I know how good it feels to have your pussy stretched out. I figure, if there’s something out there that can make you feel good enough you woke the whole damn dorm it might be worth trying at least once.” She winked and then added with a fake pout, “Unless you’re not sharing.”
Hermione shoved her arm and blushed again. “Actually, that screaming bit was sort of an accident.”
“Don’t try and tell me you just fell on his dick then.”
“NO, I mean. Why don’t I just start from the beginning?”
So she told Lavender everything that happened. As she talked she watched the girl’s hands slide up and down her leg and her hips wiggle back and forth. Clearly the story was arousing her friend. When she got to the part where Ron slammed his cock into her asshole and she screamed Lavender gasped.
“Oh my God! You tried anal?”
“What? You mean people do that?”
“Oh yeah and it’s supposed to be amazing.”
“Well for me it just hurt. A lot.” She rubbed her backside lightly.
“Well of course it did the way you did it. It takes lots of practice and you’re supposed to start off real slow and work your way in. And you need lubrication. Your ass can’t produce its own juices like your pussy can.”
“And it will feel good then?”
“Well it’s supposed to still hurt a bit but that’s part of the pleasure.” She had a far off look in her eyes. “The best way to maximize the amount of pleasure you can feel is to mix in a little pain for contrast.”
Hermione had witnessed Lavender’s want for pain during sex but she had never tried to rationalize why she enjoyed it. She had simply thought that some people liked it and others didn’t.
Now that she thought about it though, it made a lot of sense. Like how good that big breath of fresh air feels after you’ve stayed under water too long and your lungs are starting to burn a little. Coming from the brink of pain to the peak of pleasure would be like accelerating from 0-100 in less than a second. The adrenaline rush could be comparable to the most extreme sports.
“I never really thought about it that way.”
“Oh, you have no idea girl. It’s incredible.”
“Can you show me?”
Lavender looked a little surprised, “Right now?”
“I’m sopping wet Lav, don’t tell me you’re not.” Hermione knew it was ridiculous. She’d already gotten off multiple times that night and nearly been caught on the couch but she was feeling more aroused than she had since they’d started there sexual exploration together.
Lavender smiled. “Let’s at least go back upstairs. We can cast a silencing charm on my bed so you don’t wake everyone up again.” She grabbed Hermione by the hands and pulled her along behind her to the girl’s dorms.
When they got upstairs they had to keep hushing each other to stop from waking up Parvati. Before they climbed in the bed Lavender went into her trunk and took out a small cloth bag Hermione had never seen before.
Once in the bed Hermione cast the silencing charm they’d been practicing and immediately dove on top of the other girl. They made out for a good minute or two pawing at each other’s clothes trying to take them off. Lavender reached into her pocket and pulled out Hermione’s panties.
“Do these belong to you perchance?”
“Oh, thanks for that by the way. I still can’t believe I was almost caught like that.”
“I can’t believe you had it in you to pull something like that. Or two things rather.” Lavender winked teasingly and Hermione shoved her away on the bed. Lavender rolled back in one swift motion and pinned Hermione’s arms to her sides with her knees.
Hermione struggled for a bit but couldn’t free her arms so she gave up. “Fine you win! Are you going to show me what’s in your secret bag now?”
“Oh you bet. This is a little collection of toys I had before I found someone to help me out.”
She let Hermione out from under her and dumped the bag on the bed. The contents included some clothespins, an old looking quill, a chain with clasps on the end, a set of small round metal balls, and a thin strip of leather a couple of feet long.
“What on earth do you use all of that for?” Hermione asked skeptically.
“In good time my dear. We’re going to start off simple tonight.” She picked up the leather strip and said, “First things first, face down, ass up, hands behind your back.”
“What are you going to do with that?” Hermione eyed the strip of leather warily.
“First thing that we need to agree to if we’re going to do this is that we need to trust each other implicitly. Do you trust me?”
Hermione thought back to how she had known Lavender less than a week ago as somewhat of a bully and a ditz. Their relationship had come so far since then. She wasn’t surprised at all to be able to answer without reservation. “Of course I do.”
She leaned in and gave Lavender a full lingering kiss on the mouth then turned her back to the girl and assumed the position.
For a second Lavender was stunned. Hermione had put a lot of emotion in that kiss. She looked down at the beautiful young ass in front of her and couldn’t believe what she was about to do to the shy little bookworm she’d known for the last two years. This had been a fantasy of her’s forever. Well, usually she was on the receiving end but if this could help Hermione open her eyes to new kinds of pleasure, then she was sure she’d get her turn in due time.
She crawled over to Hermione and tied the leather strap around her wrists lightly. “Now this isn’t really meant to keep you in. I’m sure if you wiggled around you could get this off easily. This is meant as a reminder so when you try to use your hands you know not to.”
Hermione nodded, a bit too nervous to talk so Lavender continued, “I am going to cause you slight pain and discomfort along with lots of pleasure. This is entirely your experience, if at any time you really want to stop just say Kneazle.”
“Kneazle?”
“It has to be something you’re not going to blurt out by accident.” Lavender smacked her on the ass much harder than she’d done playfully in the past and Hermione jumped a shocked look on her face.
“Are you sure you’re in for this?
Hermione steeled herself, “I’m sure.”
“Good, now as I was saying, I will stop whenever you need me too but I encourage you to push past what you think your boundaries might be.”
Hermione nodded.
“But if I am ever actually hurting you, you need to let me know.”
Another nod.
“Ok, here we go.”
Lavender began rubbing her hands over Hermione’s back side savoring the smooth soft skin of the young girl. She could see a red spot where she had smacked her before and she gave her another quick pop.
A jump and a quiet gasp came from the bed and Hermione took a mouthful of sheets to bite down on.
Lavender continued to rub the area gently for a while and then slapped her a little harder each time. Hermione started arching her back a bit on the slaps and bucking her hips up and down. When she began to sense Hermione’s anticipation between each spanking she fluctuated her timing. Sometimes she’d massage her and tease her pussy for near a minute before spanking her again, other times it would be merely seconds.
Lavender began scraping her finger nails along the girls back and hips tickling slightly but adding a bit of pleasure too. She reached around and caressed her nipples pinching and rolling them lightly. She kissed and bit around Hermione’s ass then blew cold air between her legs.
Hermione was squirming now. “Oh, that tickles.”
“You’d be surprised how tickling can be painful when you are restrained.” She smacked Hermione’s ass again and elicited yelped.
“My God I can’t believe I want you to do that harder.”
“Harder you say?”
“Oh yeah.”
“What do you want me to do harder exactly?”
“Oh Merlin, smack my ass harder!”
Lavender smiled and gave her the hardest hit she’d done so far. It actually hurt her hand a bit.
“Oh fuck yes!” Hermione screamed. “Why does it feel so good?”
“You’ll see.” Lavender smirked.
She reached her hand back between the girl’s legs and realized she was absolutely dripping with juices. She kneaded her pussy lips around and then found her clit and began rubbing it. Hermione’s hips were bucking into her hand already and she kissed and licked the sides of her hips and her ass more. She tasted the sweat on her skin and felt the vibrations of her trembling friend’s body.
Just as Hermione was about to cum she bit into her ass sharply. Not hard enough to really hurt but enough to shock her. Hermione yelled and came right into her hand splashing juices on the bed and collapsing onto her side.
“Wow, that was incredible!” she panted as she came down from her orgasm.
“I’m glad you liked it.” Lavender continued to rub her clit and slipped a finger into her pussy. “Would you like to keep going?”
Hermione gasped at the penetration. “Oh yeah.”
Lavender smiled to herself and slipped a second finger into Hermione’s pussy. “So what have we gotten up to before? Three fingers?”
“Mhmmm…” Hermione moaned.
“Since you’ve done some stretching tonight let’s see how much farther we can go.”
She untied Hermione’s hands and rolled her onto her back. Then she had Hermione reach over her head and retied the strap around the bed post.
She rubbed her whole hand between Hermione’s pussy lips and covered herself in her juices up to her wrist. She immediately went back to fingering her friend with four fingers and was surprised when they slipped in easily.
“Wow, those boys must be bigger than I thought.”
Hermione could only make gurgling noises.
With four fingers in Hermione she flattened her hand and sunk it in up to her thumb. She could feel the bones of Hermione’s pelvis and she curled her fingers up pressing out and stretching her pussy. She rotated her hand to see if her 4 fingers would fit horizontally but she had to twist them together to get them in that way.
After sliding 4 fingers in and out easily for a bit she slicked up her thumb again and decided to go for it all. Going from four fingers to all five sounded a lot easier than it was. She realized the conical shape of her hand would not allow her to get in past the last knuckle without meeting resistance.
“Holy Shit,” Hermione exclaimed. ‘Are you going to put your whole hand in me?”
“I was going to try. Does it hurt?”
“Oh, yeah it does, but don’t stop. Fill me up.”
How could she deny that request? She used her other hand to rub Hermione’s clit and spread juices all over her knuckles and up her wrist. Then she compressed her had as tight as she could and slowly began to push against the walls of Hermione’s love hole. Every time she met with resistance she would press a little harder and she could feel Hermione pressing back on her too.
She continued rubbing Hermione’s clit with her other hand making sure the juices kept flowing. She could feel that she was making some progress and her hand seemed to be disappearing ever so slowly deeper into her friend. She twisted slightly trying to wriggle her way deeper. Hermione was panting, her eyes closed, head thrown back, muttering and moaning to herself as if possessed. Suddenly, with one final pop lavender’s hand sunk in wrist deep and Hermione yelled louder than ever before.
She was twitching and squeezing and Lavender could feel her pussy contracting around her hand painfully until she thought her arm would break off. She knew Hermione had to be having the best orgasm of her life.
After about thirty seconds Hermione manage to whisper, “Kneazle. Oh God, I need you to take it out slowly. Very slowly.”
“Oh no, I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you?” Lavender looked at her with concern.
“No, no. . .” She winced and took a deep breath. “No. That was amazing. So intense. Need you to take it out now though. Slowly.”
“OK.”
“Slowly.”
Surprisingly, getting her fist out was nearly as hard as getting it in. It seemed that Hermione’s opening had clamped down around her wrist and she had the same resistance to her knuckles trying to get out. For a spilt second she imagined not being able to get it out at all and having to explain what they’d been doing to Madam Pomfrey.
When her hand finally did pop free Hermione yelled near as gasped loudly and appeared to have another minor orgasm her while body shuddering. Then she passed out cold. Lavender shook her a bit to make sure she was alright but she didn’t wake. She just moaned a bit and lay there breathing deeply but slowly, completely spent with exhaustion.
Lavender untied her wrists, packed away all of the toys, and lay next to the naked girl. Pressing as close against her skin as possible. She covered them both up and went to sleep.