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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Hermione_Granger/Nymphadora_Tonks/Remus_Lupin/Kingsley_Shacklebolt
  Character:
      Hermione_Granger, Nymphadora_Tonks, Remus_Lupin, Kingsley_Shacklebolt
  Additional Tags:
      Hermione's_16, Double_Penetration, Oral_Sex, Anal_Sex, Age_Difference,
      Foursome_-_F/F/M/M, Polyamory
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-11-08 Words: 2203
****** Further Experimentation ******
by Inell
Summary
     Tonks arranges a couple of new research partners to assist Hermione
     in her research
Notes
     Sequel to An_Impasse.
When Tonks gives her a mischievous smile and tell her she has a surprise,
Hermione feels that increasingly familiar tingle in the pit of her stomach that
makes her feel like she’s about to take another fall down the rabbit hole.
After spending last Christmas shagging Bill and Tonks every which way they
could imagine, it’s odd to consider that so few months later, Bill’s dating
Fleur, and Tonks is cheerful about it all. Of course, a lot has happened in
those months. Sirius is dead, Death Eaters have been arrested, Lestranges have
escaped Azkaban, and Hermione’s recovering from an injury of her own.
Despite this, she accepted the invitation from Tonks without hesitation,
meeting her at her flat in a wizarding building in Soho. Her parents believe
that she’s staying over with a school friend, which is partially true, and
she’s excited about what Tonks has planned because she’s eager to learn more.
Tonks is the best instructor she’s ever had, so hands on and enthusiastic.
Dinner’s spent flirting, playing footsy and making suggestive remarks, so it’s
not that unexpected to see Tonks smile like that and mention a surprise.
“What kind of a surprise?” she asks, rubbing her toes against Tonks’ calf and
smiling demurely.
“Do you trust me?” Tonks leans forward, her hand moving over Hermione’s thigh.
“Obviously.” Hermione finds that a foolish question. It’s not as if she’d be
doing this with someone she didn’t trust. While she did enjoy having the
opportunity to experiment and put some of her theories into practical
application, she isn’t so desperate that she’d accept just anyone as a research
partner.
“Good girl.” Tonks leans across the corner of the table and kisses her, licking
into her mouth and tightening her grip on Hermione’s thigh. When she pulls
back, she grins. “Let’s go.”
“Go where?” Hermione stands up after Tonks does, licking the taste of wine from
her lips.
“You should change first.” Tonks looks her over and nods. “Let me fix a few
things.” She raises her wand, and Hermione’s skirt shortens until it barely
covers her bum, and her shirt tightens so much that the buttons are straining.
Tonks murmurs another few words, and Hermione blinks down to see her clothes
transfigured into her Hogwarts uniform. “Oh, yes. That’s good. You look like a
naughty schoolgirl.”
“I look like a tart.” Hermione frowns, tugging on her skirt. “My bum is cold,
Tonks.”
“Let me warm it up.” Tonks waggles her eyebrows, stepping closer. She puts her
hands on Hermione’s bum, squeezing it as she kisses her. There’s an odd feeling
surrounding them, then Tonks is pulling back.
Hermione blinks as she realizes they’re no longer in Tonks’ flat. “Where are
we?” she asks, stepping back and looking around. Her eyes widen when she sees
Kingsley drinking a glass of scotch, his dark gaze slowly moving over her in a
way that feels like he’s touching her somehow. “Tonks?”
“Surprise, baby.” Tonks moves behind her, kissing the nape of her neck. “It’s
time for more lessons, isn’t it? But good ol’ Billy boy has himself a new lady,
and there are some things that I just can’t give you. So I found you a couple
of new research assistants.”
“She’s as delectable as you’ve said, Nymphadora,” Kingsley draws, staring at
her like she’s a tasty treat.
“Bloody hell,” a new voice whispers. There’s the sound of a throat clearing
before Remus enters her line of sight. “The uniform.”
Tonks chuckles. “I knew you’d enjoy that, Remus. Isn’t she lovely?”
“I don’t understand,” Hermione admits, unable to believe these two men would be
interested in conducting experiments with her.
“You told me you like to watch, baby girl.” Tonks kisses her neck. “They like
to be watched. Plus, they want to play with you. You should have seen the way
dear Remus got hard when I told them I’d had you. I think he’s been sniffing
after your arse since you were an ickle girl, feeling so ashamed of his
lecherous thoughts, but there’s no shame now. For any of us.”
“Our little girl’s a voyeur, is she?” Kingsley’s voice is like silk gliding
across her skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “We’ll have to make it a good
show then. Come here, Remus.”
Remus walks over to where Kingsley’s sitting, kissing him roughly while
Hermione stands there watching. Tonks is still behind her, stroking her breasts
through her shirt. When Remus goes to his knees and unfastens Kingsley’s
trousers, Hermione can’t help but gasp at the size of his cock. It’s as large
as Tonks said, and she feels her knickers dampen thinking about it being buried
inside of her.
“He’s a bloody good cocksucker, isn’t he?” Tonks is rubbing against her arse
while squeezing her breasts. “Look at how eager he is, Hermione. He’s sucking
that whole thing into his mouth, taking it into his throat. Such a filthy
whore.”
“Bring her closer.” Kingsley’s smile is nearly as wicked as Tonks’, and
Hermione steps forward without being prompted. Remus is sucking noisily,
slurping and bobbing his head up and down. She can’t believe Professor Lupin is
on his knees with a cock in his mouth, but it’s arousing to watch it. Her
cheeks are warm and her nipples are hardening as she gets close enough to smell
sex.
“Cock isn’t the only thing our dear boy is good at sucking,” Tonks says, moving
her hand beneath Hermione’s skirt and stroking her damp knickers. “He loves
cunt, too. Loves using those long fingers to stroke you deep inside, sucking on
your clitty until you’re shaking. Would you like that, baby girl? Like to ride
his face while sucking that huge cock yourself? Or maybe ride his face while
that cock fucks your arse so hard you can’t sit for days?”
“I want to taste her now.” Remus is licking his swollen lips and reaching
beneath her skirt to tug her knickers down. Tonks urges her to sit on
Kingsley’s lap, his cock pressed between her arse cheeks. Hermione is so wet
that she’s surprised she isn’t dripping all over them. Kingsley spreads her
legs open wide, his dark hands rubbing at her inner thighs as Remus moves
between them.
“I want to see her tits,” Tonks says, wiggling out of her denims and pulling
her shirt off before she sits down in a chair nearby. Kingsley rips the buttons
off her shirt, pulling the sides apart and then pushing her bra up. His hands
feel huge as he squeezes them, toying with her nipples until she’s whimpering.
“That’s good. Merlin, baby girl, you should see yourself. That uniform skirt
rucked up around your waist, your tits bouncing against his hands, your face
flushed, and your former professor licking your sweet cunny.”
Remus is devouring her. He’s lapping at her cunt, stroking the inside walls
with his tongue, rubbing his nose against her clit. He holds her legs tight
enough to bruise, driving her wild, making her moan and whimper as she writhes
on Kingsley’s lap. When Kingsley lowers his hand and uses his fingers alongside
Remus’, she can’t seem to catch her breath. She looks at Tonks, feeling dazed
and turned on to see her stroking her cunt while watching them. The orgasm
sneaks up on her, making her tremble as the tension snaps. It isn’t enough,
though. She needs more, but she can’t say what. Doesn’t have the words.
“That’s it, little girl. Come for us,” Kingsley murmurs, offering her breasts
to Remus when he raises his head. Remus sucks on her nipples, biting them just
enough to hurt before he stands up.
“You’re going to suck my cock now, Hermione. I’ve wanted to fuck your face
since it wasn’t appropriate to think about it,” he admits, shoving his trousers
down and stroking his cock. “Open up for me.”
“Force her.” Tonks meets her gaze and smiles knowingly. “Make her take it,
Professor. Punish her for being such a naughty little whore. Wearing her
uniform that way, teasing all the boys, making the girls think about tasting
her cunny. She’s such a dirty tease.”
“Is that what you want, little girl?” Kingsley is stroking her cunt with his
fingers, fucking two inside her as his cock presses against her bum. “You want
to be punished by your favorite professor for being a naughty tease?”
“I’m a bad girl,” she whispers, licking her lips as she looks up at Remus. This
is something she’s wanted to try, but it made Bill uncomfortable to force her,
even when she consented, so she’s never had the chance.
Remus growls softly, fingers tangling in her hair as he pushes the head of his
cock into her mouth. Kingsley lifts her, sliding her down onto his cock,
stretching her around his girth as she sucks Remus’ cock. Tonks gets out of her
chair and crawls towards them, winking at her before she sucks on Hermione’s
clit, licking at Kingsley’s cock and her cunt as she’s being fucked.
“You’re doing so well, Miss Granger. Do you like having him inside you? Fucking
you so slowly, teasing you like you tease all of us.” Remus strokes her jaw as
he fucks his cock into her throat. She’s gagging around him, tears in her eyes,
and she feels another wave of arousal spread over her. It’s different, having
someone almost use her this way, but it’s better than she expects.
“She’s so tight, Remus. Gripping my cock every time I lift her, so desperate
for cock that she doesn’t want to risk me sliding out.” Kingsley chuckles and
pinches her nipples hard enough to make her whimper. “That’s right, little
girl. You’re nothing but a cock hungry whore, are you?”
“Sex crazed,” Tonks murmurs, her hair a brilliant turquoise as she leans back
to rest her bum on her heels. “She doesn’t care if it’s cock or cunt, she’s
gotta have it. Imagine what her schoolmates would say if they could see her
like this. What they’d think if they knew how she really is underneath that
swotty bookish act.”
Remus pulls out of her mouth, dragging the head of his cock against her mouth,
coating her lips with pre-come instead of lipstick. “I want to fuck her. I’m
going to come inside her cunt, not in her mouth.”
Kingsley pushes her off of him, his cock slipping out of her with a squishy
plop. Tonks kisses her as she guides her to where Remus is lying on the floor,
stroking his cock as he watches them. “You’re learning a lot tonight, aren’t
you, baby girl?” Tonks nuzzles her neck, squeezing her breasts as she urges
Hermione to straddle Remus. “Sink down on your professor’s cock, baby. Ride him
while I get your arse ready for that huge cock that’s going to fuck you soon.”
“Both?” Her question is a breathless whisper, and she trembles just imagining
it. Tonks laughs, kissing her nose before she motions towards Remus, as if he’s
an offering. In a way, he is. Research partner for her experiments, an offering
to education. He’s different than Bill, not as good-looking but still beautiful
in his own way. She likes that he’s got scars and character to him, and he
isn’t that old, only in his mid-thirties, so it’s not like he’s ancient even if
he had been her professor.
She crawls over Remus, rubbing herself against his cock a few times before she
grips it and slowly slides down. He isn’t as thick as Kingsley, so her cunt’s
already stretched enough for him. Tonks pushes her forward, Remus pulling her
down so he can kiss her as Tonks begins to lick her arse. She feels Tonks’
tongue press against her hole as Remus fucks up into her cunt. Fingers soon
ease inside her arse, fucking inside her as Tonks’ kisses her back. Kingsley
grips her hair, forcing his cock into her mouth, fucking her in and out in
rhythm with Remus’ thrusts. She tastes herself on his cock, choking around the
girth as the three of them make her crazy.
When Tonks and Kingsley switch places, Hermione loses track of everything but
her lust and desire. It’s so overwhelming, moreso than anything she’s felt
before, and she can’t begin to describe how it feels to have two cocks fucking
into her at the same time. She’s so full, moaning into Tonks’ cunt as she licks
at it, listening to Tonks and the men say such vulgar filthy things, her skirt
scratching against her legs as Remus fucks up into her.
They took everything else off but that, and she can’t imagine what she must
look like. Straddling her professor wearing only her uniform skirt, her breasts
bouncing as an auror takes her arse while she sucks on the cunt of another
auror. Only sixteen and already learning so much, getting so many experiences,
practical application showing her everything she enjoys sexually. She listens
to Tonks call her a dirty girl, licking harder as she listens to the naughty
things spilling out of her lovers’ mouths, and she knows there’s some truth to
the accusation.
This isn’t just enjoyable because she loves learning, after all.
End
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