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Archive name: herm02.txt (Mf, ped, 1st, parody)
Authors name: Greven (vatiildal@yahoo.com)
Story title : Hermione's Journey Continues

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Hermione's Journey Continues (Mf, ped, 1st, parody)
by Greven (vatiildal@yahoo.com)

***

This is the second part of my story. Hermione is found 
out by Dumbledor and is taught a lesson and teaches one 
in turn. 

***

As Hermione crept from Hagrid's modest home for the 
third time in a week she could not help but feel that 
sooner or later someone would find out about her little 
nocturnal trips. 

She began to fear exposure more and more and wondered 
if she could sneak a few uses of Harry's cloak when he 
wasn't using it to hide in the girls' dressing room. 
She couldn't believe he thought he could get away with 
that old trick. Every girl in Gryphindor knew about it, 
but rather liked having the attention from the "living 
legend". 

"Miss Granger." 

Startled Hermione spun to see Albus Dumbledore standing 
on the landing above her. "Would you mind coming to my 
office." Dumbledore said with his customary quiet 
grace. 

"I knew this would happen." The young girl thought to 
herself.

As the stone griffon finished its journey, Hermione 
breath was taken away by the sight of the head masters 
library. Tome after tome beckoned, begging to be read.

"Miss Granger I hate to distract you but I believe 
there is something we need to discus." 

Slowly Hermione turned back to face Dumbledore. Her 
fear grew in her chest as she tried to figure out how 
she could avoid the question she knew was coming. As if 
reading her mind or maybe just her fear Dumbledore 
looked into her eyes. "Never fear little one. No one is 
going to harm you. I just want to make sure you are 
alright and nothing is happening that is, shall we say, 
"unwanted"." 

Slowly it all became very clear to Hermione. Dumbledore 
was only concerned for her safety not to chastise her. 
As she looked into his eyes she saw that there was 
genuine concern there. "I think he is the one who is 
afraid here. He wanted to protect me from harm, but 
understands that this is my decision" She thought to 
herself. 

Hermione rose and walked around his desk. As she drew 
close to him Dumbledore seemed to grow uncomfortable. 
Hermione could not help herself as she wrapped her arms 
around the old man and drew him into a loving embrace. 
"Thank you for your understanding, Sir." She could feel 
him stiffen at first but slowly he began to soften to 
her embrace. She could also sense that there was 
something else developing here. 

Slowly she angled her eyes downward and noticed her 
closeness as having unexpected effects on Dumbledore. A 
small tent was beginning to form at the front of his 
robes. To test her suspicions, Hermione gently breathed 
on the side of his neck and became intrigued by the 
results. What she took to be his erection tuned out to 
just be his wand, for when she tickled his neck his 
true erection showed itself.

Dumbledore felt himself aroused by the young girls 
actions and preceded to disengage himself from her 
embrace. "You are very welcome Hermione but you must 
understand. While I try to let our students some 
headway here, I must press upon you the danger you are 
exposing yourself and the school to. If this should 
become public it would be devastating. I must ask you 
to keep this a discreet as possible. I have asked you 
up here to instruct you in ways to do just that. I 
think the best way is to supply you with the correct 
equipment."

"I think you have some very nice "equipment" as it is," 
Hermione quipped as she began to envision what could be 
hiding under his robes.

"Now Miss Granger that is not what I was talking 
about," the old wizard said as he began to feel 
unwanted blood flow. As hard as he tried he couldn't 
keep the thoughts of what was probably going on in that 
small house of Hagrid's.

Having the young girl standing before him made the 
images even more vivid. He shook his head to try to 
remove the images from his mind, but they would not 
die. Having her actively being aggressive didn't help 
either. There she stood before him in her very neat 
uniform. Clean and fresh as only a young girl can be. 
Her scent still lingered in his nose. The sweetness of 
innocence and strawberries filled his mind. 

As his lecture went on Hermione could see the weakening 
begin. She thought it was funny how such a great and 
powerful man could be at such odds with himself. It 
gave her a sense of power she was not sure she liked. 
Why do men have such guilt over giving someone 
something they knowingly wanted? Why was there so much 
fear? Was it so bad when compared to the uncaring 
groping of young lust-filled boys? She had heard the 
stories from some of the older girls, how pain filled 
their first time was.

Hermione remembered how loving and gentle Hagrid was. 
Of course there was that first moment of pain and 
discomfort, but then there was nothing but bliss. She 
had never felt the loneliness, or the awkward "now 
what" afterwards, only love. It was at that moment she 
decided Dumbledore would be hers before she left his 
office.

Dumbledore was talking to Hermione and saw something 
cross the young girls face, a decision in her mind had 
been made and he began to worry. He could see her eyes 
change, the innocence drained away and in its place a 
smoldering sensuality grew. Her posture changed as she 
tilted her hips and thrust out her chest. Her orange 
sized breasts stretched out the front of her blouse and 
Dumbledore began to feel his resolve melting.

The young girl began to disappear and the sexual animal 
began to emerge. Slowly Hermione reached up and undid 
her tie, while never loosing eye contact with 
Dumbledore. He knew he had to stop her before this went 
any further but he couldn't seem to do anything but 
watch the scene unfold. Taking his inaction as 
encouragement, Hermione began to unbutton her blouse. 

Feeling the cool air of the office caress her breasts 
caused her nipples to stiffen and grow crinkly and ache 
with her arousal. This had the desired effect on the 
man as she noticed her nipples were not the only thing 
growing stiff. She shrugged her shoulders and let the 
garment fall to the floor. 

Gradually she let her hands rise and part his robe. 
Hermione's eyes grew with surprise as she uncovered her 
goal. Before was a well-sized yet completely hairless 
shaft. Gently she stroked from tip to base, in awe of 
its smooth texture. Dumbledore simply put was in 
complete shock. 

Inside his mind raged at the girl's actions, but that's 
where his activity ended. Even his breath would barely 
come as he watched her tiny hand grasp him and barley 
encircle it. Hermione leaned forward and gave the tip a 
gentle kiss. Her tongue slipped out and made small 
circles below the head, drawing a deep moan from Albus, 
thus giving her encouragement to go further. 

Easing her head forward she began to engulf as much as 
she could. As the head hit the back of her throat she 
decided to attempt something she had only heard about. 
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pushed him 
even deeper. She could feel her throat actual stretch 
as he went deeper and deeper till suddenly she felt her 
nose hit stomach. Hermione's eyes shot open in surprise 
at her accomplishment.

She had done it! She had swallowed the whole thing! 
Dumbledore on the other hand had a completely different 
reaction. Never in his wildest imagination could he 
ever envision the sight before him. A small curly 
headed girl had taken him into her throat, and now was 
proceeding to give him pleasure he could never have 
hoped to experience.

After the initial difficulty Hermione found taking the 
whole thing became easier. In fact she found the 
sensation stimulating. She could feel herself getting 
more and more exited, and knew she would soon have to 
use her new toy for its intended purpose. 

Meanwhile Dumbledore sat and stared. He could actually 
see Hermione small throat bulge around his shaft as her 
chin bumped his scrotum. After a few minutes he could 
feel his orgasm building, and suddenly Hermione let him 
go with a loud POP. "Mmmmm... That was delicious but I 
want to feel this where it will do us both some good."    

Dumbledore scarcely heard a word she said, as he was 
lost in the sensations coursing through his body. The 
young girl rose to her feet and slid her skirt and 
panties off her slim hips. Kicking the small bundle 
away from her, she slid her hands up her body, feeling 
the tingling follow her fingertips. Dumbledore looked 
down and for the first time seemed to realize what was 
happening. 

"Wha--what? Oh my goodness. You are so magnificent." 
Was all he could say as his eyes took in the sight 
before him. Hermione's satiny skin called out to be 
stroked he pert small breasts stood out from her form, 
capped by dainty pink nipples that were slowly 
crinkling up with arousal. His eyes lowered to take in 
the flat stomach that ended in an eye-catching dimple 
just above her pubic bone. 

Suddenly his eyes focused on a most striking vision, 
her small yet still hairless mound lay waiting before 
him. Dumbledore eased over to his desk and practically 
dropped into the seat while gently guiding her in front 
of him. 

He set his hands under her arms and lifted Hermione to 
a sitting position on his desk before him. Gently he 
pushed the young form down while raising her legs over 
his shoulders. Her body opened up to him and the smell 
of her arousal over took any restraint he had left. 
Albus eased his tongue slowly up her vulva opening her 
up further, while the flavor of her juices filled his 
head. When he reached her clit the reaction was 
unexpected.

Hermione clutched his head and began to direct him 
where his mouth could do what she wanted. His tongue 
slid deep into the girl and pulled all that he could 
into his mouth savoring her tart flavor. The walls of 
her pussy pulled on his tongue, milking it, urging it 
deeper in. He slipped out and tried to focus on the 
hard clit sticking up, begging for attention.

Hermione was in heaven; she now knew why he was called 
the headmaster. His tongue was hitting places she only 
hoped she had. The pleasure was quickly building to the 
point she could no longer control herself, she was 
slowly leaving reality and was passing into the realm 
of fantasy. 

Dumbledore tilted his head and gently took her clit 
into his mouth and began to suck. With her clit firmly 
held between his lips he began to drag his tongue 
across it. Hermione's moans filled his ears, 
encouraging him to even greater acts. Slowly he drew 
circles around her clit with the tip of his tongue 
causing it to swell with excitement. He took his index 
finger and wetted it with her juices as they flowed 
from her and eased it into her. Her reaction to this 
was as he expected. Her moans increased as he bent his 
finger to find the one spot he knew would send her over 
the edge.

He gently began to stroke side to side on the inside of 
her pelvis stimulating her g-spot, which caused her 
orgasm to become a climax. Hermione's world exploded 
into flashes of light, which turned into blackness as 
she passed out. Dumbledore meanwhile worried that his 
head might not survive as her legs clenched his head 
till he could feel his pulse in his ears, suddenly the 
pressure disappeared and her legs fell away limply. He 
rose to assure the young girl was alright. 

Hermione looked up just as Dumbledore stood, and locked 
her ankles behind his back. "Dear lord where did you 
learn to do that?" she asked.

"I take it that you enjoyed yourself?" 

"You could say that. I never thought it possible to 
feel that good."

"I'm glad it was enjoyable. Now what do you have in 
mind?" he asked as she began to clench and unclench her 
legs. 

"Well I'm sure you would like to put that lovely wand 
of yours to use, and I have just the place to use it." 
She reached down and grasped Dumbledore's shaft and 
began to rub it up and down her slick opening. He felt 
the tip lodge in her entrance, as she began to pull him 
to her with her legs. 

Suddenly Dumbledore received a shock as her felt 
something blocking his path. "Are you still a virgin??"

"Of course!" she replied. 

"But I thought with your visits to Hagrid's..."

"Oh, he was afraid to do that with me yet. I was 
supposed to wait till later for him to teach me that, 
but it seems I'm going to have a more experienced 
teacher though," she said as she forced him all the way 
into her. "Ow!! Oh well, I won't have to worry about 
that anymore. Now if you'll just sit there for a bit 
while I get used to you."

Dumbledor was in shock. Before he could do anything 
about it he had deflowered this young girl or more 
correctly she had used him to do it. He had never meant 
to go this far, but now that it had he decided to do 
things right. He had the feeling that he was wrapped in 
a tight velvet glove. Slowly her body adjusted to his 
size, and he began to ease himself outward. Her muscles 
didn't seem to like this because they clamped down and 
tried to pull him deeper. He let himself be drawn 
deeper into her body, until he felt another block. 

Hermione gasped as she felt his tip push against her 
cervix, and she knew then that she was full. She wanted 
more but did not know what to do about it. "Just relax 
my dear," Dumbledor said gently as he began to 
withdraw. 

With less than an inch left within her he began to 
slowly thrust back Her body began to adjust to the new 
sensations. The pleasure began to filter past the pain 
and Hermione eyes began to widen as a whole new world 
of pleasure opened up to her. She felt fullness where 
she never knew she was empty, and all she could do was 
cry. 

Dumbledor looked down and feared he had hurt her so he 
stopped and began to pull out.

"No! Don't leave me, don't stop," she cried.

"B-but your tears?"

"Oh! Oh... It feels so wonderful please don't ever 
stop."

With this encouragement all he could do was continue 
with loving care to fulfill her needs. A fine sweat 
began to break out across her body as the two lovers 
found their rhythm. The same rhythm men and women have 
sought for millennia. 

Dumbledor stood, looking down at Hermione and watched 
as the newly made woman began to satisfy herself, while 
he began to fall in love. He knew at that moment what 
Hagrid found so attractive in these young women. While 
in the beginning they were timid and shy like most 
women, once you got going, nature was able to burst 
through and take over. 

True passion showed itself, no worry about looks or 
actions, just nature. Here was a woman in her truest 
form. As Dumbledor thrust into her, Hermione found that 
she could no longer control herself. Her body was 
pulsing, and the sensations were building to an end she 
both longed for and feared. She didn't want this to 
ever end. Her eyes locked on to his and she saw the 
love that existed there. Suddenly a flush began to 
crawl over her body. She could feel her breast grow 
hotter and hotter. Soon it reached her face and began 
to move toward her stomach.

From Dumbledore's position he could tell she was 
approaching her climax. He reached down between their 
bodies to find her clit and began to brush it lightly 
with his thumb. She couldn't feel it but her body 
reacted just the same. The flush spread even faster and 
she feared what might be coming next. She had never 
felt like this. She knew what to expect for an orgasm, 
but this paled in comparison. 

An orgasm felt like a small balloon filling her up then 
popping, this was all together different. Her body felt 
like it was going to explode. Her mind was lost amid 
the bombardment of sensations. Her heart swelled every 
time she looked into his loving eyes. All she could do 
was lie there and let nature and this wonderful man 
take control. He could feel her body nearing its climax 
as it pulled him deeper and deeper. 

He could feel his own body wanting to meet her there. 
His body surprised him in that he hadn't felt like this 
in many, many years. His heart grew with love rather 
than shrink with concern, and for the first time in a 
decade his cock began to expand to even greater lengths 
to satisfy this young woman's needs. His scrotum had 
pulled up tight against his body, and he knew he didn't 
have much longer to last.

Hermione could feel him swelling inside her as his tip 
began to push itself even deeper. Her flush seemed to 
stop where his cock ended as if waiting for some 
trigger to release it. Suddenly she knew what she 
needed for her release. 

"Cum, cum for me. Come in me," she began to chant. 

Dumbledor heard her and could do nothing to deny her. 
His climax exploded from him. He could feel it flow 
from his body into hers, and it in turn set hers off as 
well. She felt him push deeply into her, a hot pulsing 
feeling hit her bodies' core, and her world blew apart. 
Light, taste, and touch blended into one. She no longer 
could feel her body as she floated along in a world of 
pleasure and safety.

Dumbledor felt his body release deep into her as she 
began her climax. Her body grasped him and began to 
milk him. Her muscles pulled his body into hers as came 
more than he ever had, giving her more than he ever 
knew he could. Stars exploded before his eyes as her 
climax reached into him and filled him with a sense of 
rightness. That his love was for her, and her love was 
his if only for the here and now.

To be continued???

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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