Harry Potter: The Many Misadventures of Young Adults pt. 1 – Hermione And Ginny
"You don’t mind sharing a bed?" asked Ginny as Hermione set her suitcase down in her room.
"Oh no," said the older girl. "In fact I’m quite looking forward to it. It should be quite cozy."
In fact Ginny had no idea how cozy she intended to make it. When she had learned that Harry was also coming here she had begun making plans. Plans that would end quite delightfully for all concerned if everything worked out well.
She watched the younger girl appraisingly as she stripped down and put on a loose nightshirt. Ginny hadn’t yet developed enough to need a bra but her buttocks were nicely shaped and her back was a smooth arch with long red hair cascading down it.
Hermione felt her friend’s eyes on her as she stripped and so did it slowly, hoping the younger witch appreciated the view she was getting. Hermione’s breasts, while not large were coming along quite nicely and fitted her slender frame very well. Her long slender legs met at a small patch of trimmed hair as she spun slowly to catch Ginny staring at her.
"Like what you see?" she teased as Ginny’s face turned as red as her hair.
The Weasely girl opened and closed her mouth rapidly, as sound refused to come out.
"You’ll never get Harry to pay attention to you that way, Ginny."
Hermione hadn’t thought the younger girl’s face could get any redder but now she was afraid she might actually burst into flames.
"It’s okay, I’m sorry to tease you," she said, not really sorry at all as she put on her own nightgown.
"Aren’t you going to put anything on underneath?" Ginny asked, herself wearing only a pair of panties.
"Why no, do you mind?"
Ginny just shook her head.
Even though it wasn’t her bed, Hermione climbed in first then motioned Ginny in. As soon as the small redhead was under the covers, Hermione snuggled close. Ginny tensed at first, then relaxed.
"Do you think he knows?" she whispered.
"What, Harry? Probably but being a boy he’s too stupid to do anything about it. It’s always we girls that have to make the first moves."
"Really? Then I guess it’ll never happen. I could never…" she trailed off sadly.
"You certainly could, you’re very pretty," emphasizing this by stroking her friend’s hair and tracing her fingers along her face and lips.
If Ginny thought this strange, she didn’t say anything. In fact she seemed to relax further, melting a little into the older girl’s arms.
"You just need confidence. And practice."
"Practice?"
"Yes, practice. In the things girls and boys do together."
"Like what?"
"Like kissing, what did you think? Have you ever?"
At this poor Ginny just broke down completely in a burst of stuttering.
"Shhh, it’s alright. Would you like me to show you how?"
"How could you do that?"
"By kissing you," and before her friend could say or do anything Hermione suited motions to words, pressing her lips gently but firmly against Ginny’s. Instinctively, or perhaps out of utter shock Ginny’s lips opened and Hermione sent her tongue probing into the open mouth, teasing and touching her friends tongue. When she pulled back there was a look on the small redhead’s face she couldn’t quite place.
"Did you like that?
"Y-y-yes. Yes! Is that what kissing’s like?" A look of wonder lit up her cute little face.
"If you know what you’re doing."
"Have you done that a lot?"
Now it was Hermione’s turn to blush. "Only once or twice… with Muggle boys. But I’ve read a lot about it. Muggle authors like Anais Nin, Erica Jong and this wonderful thing called the Kama Sutra."
"Could we do that again? For practice I mean."
Hermione answered by leaning forward and kissing Ginny again. This time she was sure to explore the young witch’s body thoroughly, running her hands over her back and sides, stroking her tight little ass. Without realizing it Ginny started to respond in kind.
This time when they broke off, both girls were breathing heavily. Hermione continued kissing and licking her friend’s neck and ears. Ginny let out a slight moan then stopped.
"Wait. I think I have to go to the WC."
"Why, are you feeling wet between your legs?" Ginny just answered by blushing.
"You don’t have to go to the loo. That happens to girls when we get… excited."
"Oh. Is that why I’m getting warm down there?"
"Yes. And tingly too. In fact I’m so tingly that I just have to take this off," and she pulled her nightgown quickly over her head. "Do you want to do the same?"
"Mmm, I’m not sure."
"How about now?" and Hermione started running her fingers over Ginny’s chest, especially paying attention to her nipples, while once again licking and sucking on her neck. Then she started sucking on her friend’s little nips, by now hard and erect, through the fabric.
"Oh…ooooh, please, please," and before she realized what she was doing Ginny too was naked, except for her panties, which were soaking at this point. She pulled back and admired the older girl’s body. Then thinking about what Hermione had said about confidence bent her own lips to her friend’s peach sized breasts. She took a tentative lick, then another. Hermione gasped.
"Oh, that’s right, that’s sooo right." Her hand traced down Ginny’s tender little belly and found her girlish slit, masked by just a bare fuzz. She slipped her hand inside the panties and ran one finger up and down the tiny slit without actually going in. Ginny gasped.
"What are you doing?"
Something I read about. Want me to stop?" she said teasingly, having no intention of doing so.
"Oh no, please."
She slipped her finger in her friend’s tight little opening. Even one finger was a squeeze, then started pistoning it in and out.
"OOOOOOHHH, that’s…that’s…"
"You like that?"
"Ohhh, yes!"
"If you want it to get better do what I say."
Ginny didn’t think it could get better at this point but she nodded eagerly.
"Slide that sweet mouth down me. Yes, past my belly. That tickles, stop," as Ginny licked her new lover’s navel. "Now yes, between my legs, now lick, yes, oh, yes, that’s right, a little higher and," Hermione froze, her muscles locked as Ginny tongue found her clit, her breathing coming faster and faster until it stopped, her eyes rolled up, saliva coming out of one corner of her mouth.
"Oh… I read about… but… oh…"
"Did I do good, Hermy?" Ginny asked, afraid she’d hurt her friend
"Sooo, good, soo gooood." Slowly Hermione came to herself. "And now your reward. Accio wand! Vibratum!"
As the wand flew to her hand it transformed into a large rubber coated vibrator Hermione’s mouth flew to Ginny’s and they locked tongues, their
hands roaming wildly over each other’s bodies.
As the transformed wand started humming, Hermione applied it first to the younger girl’s nipples while sliding off her panties with the other hand. Ginny bit down on her lower lip to keep from screaming, her body shuddering with pleasure.
Meanwhile Hermione’s eyes moved towards two forms in the doorway that she had left ajar, just enough. Yes, it was all coming together.
Hermione slid the transformed wand down her new lover’s body and started massaging her tight little quim with it. Then she slowly worked it inside, finally finding the little redhead’s clit.
Ginny’s body arched to the point where it looked like she might snap in half. Her hands bunched into fists as her lover’s lips roamed over her pleasure shocked body, kissing, licking and sucking.
Finally the older girl had mercy and withdrew the wand. Gradually Ginny came back to herself though her breath, like Hermione’s came in gasps. The two girls just held each other for a moment.
Finally Ginny whispered "Anything… anything you want."
Hermione smiled and whispered back "But it’s I who’s going to give you what you want dearest." With that she said "Transformus returnum" and waved the restored wand at the ajar door, revealing a naked Ron and Harry, their rigid cocks in hand.
To be continued…