HERMIONE AND GINNY 2
This is a work of lesbian celebrity fiction. The characters are used without permission from the book and film of the same name, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. The girl-girl sexual situations described existed only in the imagination of the author.
If you are offended by underage boarding school girls engaging in lesbian sex, please stop reading immediately.
Hermione Granger was played by Emma Watson; Ginny Weasley was played by Bonnie Wright; Fleur Delacour was played by Clemence Poesy; and Gabrielle Delacour was portrayed by Angelica Mandy.
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Depending upon your perspective, the student bodies of Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons schools were either scandalized or titillated when beautiful, 17-year-old Fleur Delacour passionately kissed pretty, 14-year-old Hermione Granger on the Yule Ball dance floor, seemingly in front of the entire assemblage of students and faculty.
Within moments, whispers began to emanate from the attractive Beauxbatons girls that Fleur was a well-known lesbian, and that they knew of girls from their school who had submitted to Fleur's prurient affections. Not wanting others to think them unattractive to Fleur's lesbian desires, some claimed to have turned down the silvery-blonde haired beauty. Others wished that it was she being kissed, rather than Hermione Granger.
Hogwarts had no tacit prohibitions of same-sex relationships, preferring to ignore the idea that some of their male and female students were perhaps already hooking up behind closed doors.
Professor Snape had long been rumored to have enjoyed sexual relationships with accommodating Slytherin boys, and Gryffindor headmistress, Minerva McGonagal and magical healer, Madam Pomfrey, were known to share a common bed in the faculty rooms.
Beautiful, Fleur Delacour was blithely unconcerned by the stares and tittering whispers. Reaching for Hermione's trembling hand, she led the newly "outed' 14-year-old from the ballroom area. Hermione was both humiliated, and in some ways relieved. Containing her secret had grown increasingly burdensome with each passing day, but Hermione had never imagined her lesbian sexuality being so publicly revealed by Fleur.
Hermione was silently fuming as the no longer secret lovers walked to their shared dorm room. "How could you?!" Hermione seethed. Seemingly deaf to Hermione's voiced concerns, Fleur began to undress for the evening.
Finally, the beautiful blonde spoke: "You should be flattered zat I chose you for my lover. Did you see the envy on zer silly faces? Most of zem would sell their souls to the Dark Lord to be in your position... and with their faces between my legs," Fleur said with a cutting laugh. "Zat Roger Davies boy will be making love to his hand tonight, instead of me," Fleur cruelly continued. As if to make her point, Fleur, looking in the mirror, lifted and caressed her magnificently upturned 36-C breasts before removing her gown.
Looking at her tearful young lover, Fleur realized that she may have gone too far in ignoring Hermione's feelings. "I'm sorry, my pet," Fleur said. "Ze Tournament has been so stressful for me. I had never imagined having to tangle wiz a dragon," the beautiful blonde recounted about the first Triwizards Tournament challenge.
Hermione lowered her head, acknowledging that Fleur was dealing with things far behind her wizarding schoolwork. The brown-haired girl wondered how she would deal with the situation, but was soothed by the knowledge that now things were out in the open, she would no longer have to hide her lesbian sexuality in the shadows.
Beauxbatons headmistress, Madame Maxine, was well aware of Fleur's passion for using and quickly discarding the naïve young girls. As none of Fleur's many lovers had ever offered a complaint, Madame Maxine considered it Fleur's business alone.
Fleur explained to Hermione that as Beauxbatons champion, Madame Maxine wanted to ensure that she was happy. Hermione well knew that their kinky, girl-girl sexual relationship is what kept Fleur happy!
"I wonder what Ginny is thinking?" Hermione said out loud, concerned that she might be rejected by her best female friend.
"I imagine she's too busy playing wiz Gabrielle's little boobies to worry too much about you and I, and our sex lives." Hermione was truly flabbergasted. She had never considered that Ginny might also like girls. Remembering some of Ginny's furtive glances in her direction in the shower room and other places, things suddenly began to make sense to Hermione. "Does Ginny like me?" The pretty Gryffindor girl wondered.
Fleur removed her gorgeous gown, and calmly helped Hermione with hers. Even teary-eyed and confused by the events of that night, Hermione had never looked so beautiful to Fleur, and she gently kissed the younger girl on the cheek. Both teenage girls were now solely dressed in panties and bras as they prepared for the night.
"I hope zat will be zee last word on zat subject," Fleur said, exerting her dominance over the younger girl. Hermione didn't resist as the beautiful blonde began to feverishly tongue-kiss her.
With the well-practiced flick of Fleur's fingers, Hermione's B-cup bra was unhooked. Like other teenage girls, Hermione's young body had continued to noticeably mature over the school year. The 14-year-old's blossoming boobs were appreciably bigger and rounder, much to Fleur's immense delight.
"You will feel better after we make love," Fleur stated.
Opening a seemingly empty box, Fleur pointed her wand and said, "Accio frivilo." Suddenly, a variety of sex toys appeared inside. Among them were strap-on dildos, vibrators, fur-covered handcuffs, and a variety of other restraining devices. By keeping the sex toys hidden behind a spell, they were invisible to potentially prying eyes.
Despite her buttoned-up public demeanor, Hermione had developed into a freely experimenting sexual dynamo with the beautiful Beauxbatons girl.
With both girls naked, Fleur adjusted the buckles on the menacing, black strap-on dildo, stopping briefly to playfully pinch Hermione's erect, dusty-rose colored nipples. Even though she was still mad with Fleur, Hermione couldn't resist the opportunity to have sex with the beautiful part-Veela.
"You know what I like, `Ermione," whispered the sexy French 17-year-old. Obligingly, Hermione positioned herself on all fours, her firm B-cup breasts pointed down at the small bed.
With one swift, powerful thrust, Fleur entered the vagina of her younger lover from behind. Fleur felt that having sex with Hermione was a necessary part of her conditioning program for the Triwizards Cup. Gripping the 14-year-old's slender hips, Fleur forcefully slammed the thick dildo in-and-out of Hermione's youthful pussy.
"Unh, unh, unh..." Hermione moaned with each of Fleur's frenzied, robust lunges. Even though Hermione couldn't see behind her, Fleur's firm, 36-C breasts bounced enticingly as she aggressively strap-on fucked the brown-haired Gryffindor girl.
Just as Hermione pressed her face against a pillow, Fleur retrieved the dildo from Hermione's pussy, and plunged it deeply into the younger girl's pink rectum. Fleur had been very happily surprised at how quickly Hermione had taken to anal play, giving as well as receiving. Fleur's previous Beauxbatons lovers had been unwilling to similarly experiment, opting to comply with more conventional lesbian sex acts.
"Harder... fuck me harder," Hermione pleaded. That was all the pretty, silvery-blonde haired teen needed to hear, feverishly drilling into Hermione's willing anus like a North Sea oil rig.
Experiencing a well-deserved, if somewhat painful orgasm, the Hogwarts girl collapsed on top of the mattress. Spreading her slender arms as if making a cross, Hermione was understandably sore and exhausted. The 14-year-old's petite, firm butt cheeks made for an appealing bump on the otherwise flat bed.
Rubbing the strap-on dildo against Hermione's round butt cheeks, the French girl laid beside the younger girl. "I love making love to you, `Ermione," Fleur said. Hermione noticed for perhaps the first time that Fleur hadn't said, "I love you, Hermione." Oddly, Hermione found her thoughts returning to Ginny, whom she was imagining naked with young Gabrielle.
Fleur and Hermione had never discussed having an "exclusive" relationship. Thus, both were apparently free for other sexual dalliances. However, Hermione remembered that Fleur had been with her every night since arriving at Hogwarts. There were likely no other current lovers.
Turning over onto her back, Hermione continued to try to catch her breath. Hermione's perky, B-cup boobs were now pointing upwards at the ceiling. Fleur kissed Hermione, and then began to caress the teen's blossoming breasts with her eager hand. Fleur's excited tongue danced longingly in Hermione's amorous mouth.
Exploring Hermione's taut naked body, Fleur gave the younger girl some time to recover. Then, the 17-year-old straddled Hermione's face with her carefully-trimmed, silvery-blonde topped pussy. The 14-year-old had quickly become adept at cunnilingus, and preferred eating pussy above all of the kinky sexual games that she enjoyed with Fleur.
Hermione enthusiastically licked Fleur's pussy, and poked and prodded it with her fingers, much to Fleur's delight. Again, Ginny's young, naked body appeared in Hermione's busy mind. Soon, Hermione was imagining that it was Ginny's redhaired pussy that she was hungrily servicing.
Fleur and Hermione had made up in the only way that they knew how -- heated, passionate, lesbian sex. Meanwhile, there were other things taking place that night in Hogwarts castle.
After politely thanking Neville for a nice evening, Ginny shook his hand. Ginny was aware that Neville looked disappointed, but nevertheless walked alone up the stairs to the Gryffindor girl's wing.
Ginny's mind was racing, and the pretty redhaired 13-year-old was both surprised and bewildered after seeing Fleur and Hermione engaging in their very public kiss, which Hermione didn't seem to resist after romantically slow dancing with the beautiful Beauxbatons champion. "Are Hermione and Fleur lesbian lovers?" The young girl wondered, still having trouble processing this new information about her closest female friend.
Opening her dorm room door, she realized that her roommate, Gabrielle Delacour, had somehow already heard of what had transpired, and was anxiously waiting for Ginny's return from the dance.
Ginny was surprised to see that Gabrielle was completely naked. Having recently turned 12, the young girl's slender body had begun to noticeably blossom. The French girl's cute, budding breasts had started to sprout, and her moon-bright bare skin shone alluringly in the dim bedroom light.
Since first rooming together, Ginny and Gabrielle had often clandestinely participated in playful girl-girl petting games, focusing on each other's youthful, underdeveloped breasts. At Gabrielle's insistence, their panties had always remained on while they excitedly fondled each other.
This time, however, Gabrielle, was sitting on her haunches completely naked. The sparsest of silvery-blonde hair was glistening from her maturing, prominent, pubis.
"I'm ready now, Ginny," the beautiful 12-year-old said provocatively, touching her virgin pussy lips. "If you like, you may pretend zat I am Hermione Granger when we make love."
Ginny was more than a little bit embarrassed. She had tried so hard to conceal her lustful desire for Hermione, who was now apparently Gabrielle's older sister's lesbian lover. The young, part-Veela girl was apparently more intuitive than Ginny had imagined, and she had never really fooled Gabrielle.
In moments, Ginny removed her beautiful white and pink gown. Choosing not to wear a bra underneath, Ginny's pink, freckled breasts were once again revealed to the younger, Beauxbatons girl. Still cone-shaped as they developed, Ginny's youthful little breasts had matured to the point that she no longer needed to wear a padded A-cup bra.
"We don't need to talk about Fleur and Hermione, do we?" Ginny offered, before her hands avidly surrounded Gabrielle's tiny, preteen breasts, pulling and pinching Gabrielle's unusually vibrant-pink nipples, causing the younger girl to giggle.
Briefly removing her hands from the enticingly naked 12-year-old, Ginny slowly removed her panties. Gabrielle looked down to admire Ginny's redhaired pubic area, which had continued to fill in during the school year.
Reaching for Gabrielle's small, soft hand, Ginny placed it on her already warm pussy. Gabrielle curiously rubbed Ginny's nether lips. The redhaired 13-year-old moaned with pent-up craving, now secure in the knowledge that both girls would, at last, be giving the other her lesbian virginity that night.
Ginny put her hand atop of Gabrielle's, and leaned forward to give the younger girl an encouraging kiss as she continued to cup and rub Ginny's adolescent vagina.
Laying on the bed, Ginny spread her legs, encouraging Gabrielle to enter her, suggesting that the 12-year-old use two fingers. The little girl obediently did as instructed, curiously probing her fingers in-and-out of Ginny's tight, redhaired bedecked, pussy.
Being penetrated for the first time was a little more painful than Ginny had imagined, but she soon became accustomed to it. Ginny, herself, had never used more than one finger when masturbating.
Rising up from the bed, Ginny looked at the naked, little girl who was trembling in anticipation of Ginny's pent-up sexual desires. Gabrielle's vibrantly pink nipples were enticingly rigid on her slender, pale chest.
For the first time, Ginny had free, unfettered access to Gabrielle's lithe, preteen body as she laid prone on the bed. Starting at Gabrielle's slender neck, Ginny kissed and licked her way down the 12-year-old's lanky, long-limbed frame, stopping to linger on Ginny's budding breasts, and "inny" belly button.
Ginny lifted the slender legs of the young, Beauxbatons girl, and placed them over her shoulders, giving her a closer view of Gabrielle's nearly-hairless pussy. Gently kissing Gabrielle's inner thighs, Ginny caressed the little blonde's heretofore forbidden labia.
Gabrielle gasped as Ginny proffered her first, eager lick. The younger girl trembled as Ginny released her lesbian passions. Greedily, if awkwardly, eating her first-ever pussy. Gabrielle's sweet part-Veela pussy juices tasted like honey to the avaricious 13-year-old Gryffindor girl.
Increasing in zeal and confidence, Ginny's red hair shook with a frenzy as she feasted on Gabrielle's youthful, sparsely haired pussy. Reaching up with her right hand, Ginny squeezed the blonde girl's tiny, budding left breast as the two girls experienced their first night of really making love together.
Lying naked with the younger girl, Ginny began to lovingly spoon with Gabrielle, pressing her bare crotch into the 12-year-old's smooth, taught buttocks. Ginny's eager hand was caressing one of Gabrielle's miniscule breasts as they began to talk.
"I have known about my sister and `Ermione for much time," Gabrielle said in her shaky English. "I wanted to tell you, but I could see that you had romantic feelings for your friend." Ginny was silent as Gabrielle continued to talk.
"I have never been jealous," Gabrielle said, genuinely. "'Ermione is very beautiful," the younger girl said, stating the obvious. She didn't add that Fleur had told her that the brown-haired Gryffindor girl was also a tigress in bed.
"Ginny, I would be honored to share you wiz Hermione or Fleur, if it could be agreed upon." Ginny pressed her modest, A-cup boobs into Gabrielle's pale, bare back, and tenderly kissed the younger girl on her slender neck.
Hermione nervously looked around the Hogwarts Great Hall the next morning at breakfast. Many of her classmates, and the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students seemed to be intently focused on her every move. The 14-year-old gulped nervously, wondering if anyone knew that she and Fleur had made love all night? Just then, Ginny sidled up beside Hermione on the bench, and whispered encouragingly, "You know, I'll always be your friend." The two young girls looked at each other comfortingly, confident that each now knew the other's secret.
Hermione was too choked up to speak, and could only nod her head in appreciation. Beneath the table, Hermione reached for Ginny's hand, squeezing it softly. The redhaired 13-year-old could feel every inch of her young body tingling from Hermione's touch.
Later that day, with no classes to attend, the two friends walked together in the empty hallways, confessing their intimate, sexual relationships with each of the Delacour girls.
"Gabrielle is certainly a little cutie," Hermione said complimentarily to Ginny. "What about you?" Ginny said admiringly, "Fleur's unbelievable." Hermione smiled. "I guess we're both pretty lucky," the brown-haired girl said in summation.
Hermione didn't mention it, but she had most definitely noticed Gabrielle's blossoming breasts and continually maturing, adolescent body while walking in and out of the Gryffindor girl's shower. Like Fleur, Gabrielle was beginning to display the same, unique silver-blonde pubic hairs. Hermione wondered if Ginny had eaten the little girl's pussy?
Hermione continued, "I think I've been pretty dense until now, Ginny. Have you also had feelings for me for a long time?" Ginny blushed and nodded her head. "I've been in love with you since the first day I saw you stepping onto the Hogwarts Express. I guess you were just 11, like Ron and Harry."
Ginny's next remark was interrupted when Hermione pressed the 13-year-old against the wall of the darkened corner, and gently kissed her.
Several portkeys had been arranged for students to return home for the winter holidays. Among those who took advantage of the opportunity were Gabrielle and Fleur, who returned to Paris to see their parents during the Christmas and New Years break. This gave Hermione an idea that she was sure Ginny would agree to.
"With Gabrielle and Fleur away for a few days, why don't you stay with me in my room?" Hermione suggested to Ginny. "I'd hate for you to get lonely," Hermione said with a suggestive smile. The invitation for sex was unmistakable to the younger girl. If Ginny was agreeable, there would be plenty of opportunity for girl play between them.
Later that night, there was a soft knock on Hermione's door. As requested by her older friend, Ginny was wearing her school uniform beneath her dark robe.
Entering the room, Ginny could nervously feel Hermione eagerly undressing her with her eyes. "You've really become quite beautiful, Ginny," said Hermione, removing Ginny's black school robe, and preemptively touching one of the 13-year-old's clothed breasts. Ginny then noticed that Hermione had her wand in her hand.
"Accio Sexio," Hermione incanted a spell, pointing the wand at herself. Instantly, the brown-haired wizard was provocatively dressed in a black leather dominatrix outfit. This was a spell that Hermione had learned from Fleur when they wanted to spice up their lesbian sexual activities with sexy role-play costumes.
Ginny was both mystified and aroused by the heretofore unknown spell. Hermione's B-cup breasts were pushed enticingly upwards in the suggestive outfit, and her ripe butt cheeks were exposed appealingly in a leather thong.
Pointing the wand at Ginny, Hermione repeated the spell. Ginny's school girl outfit began to shrink in all of the right places. Ginny's modest school knee-length pleated skirt was now so short that it barely covered her crotch and round ass, exposing her smooth, pink, upper thighs. The 13-year-old's white blouse was now so small and tight that the buttons appeared to be nearly bursting, exposing a frilly, A-cup bra beneath.
"Well, I'm gobsmacked," Ginny said at the sudden transformations. Wordlessly, Hermione approached her younger friend. Pressing her leather-clad body against Ginny's, Hermione passionately kissed the 13-year-old on the lips. The impassioned 14-year-old was acting fast.
As Hermione kissed her, Ginny felt as if her young body were melting. How many times had she dreamed about this moment? Wrapping her yearning arms around Hermione, Ginny clumsily gripped Hermione's firm, bare butt cheeks. "Easy," Hermione cautioned. "I want to create a memory for both of us."
Hermione kissed Ginny again, and was surprised to find Ginny's eager tongue entering her mouth. "How much had Ginny learned with Gabrielle?" Hermione wondered.
She would begin to find out as Ginny's acquisitive hands reached beneath Hermione's leather bra, finding the older girl's maturing breasts. "Wicked," Ginny said in aroused wonder. She had learned the oft-used slang expression from her twin older brothers, Fred and George.
Unhooking her leather bra, Hermione allowed Ginny's desirous hands to roam freely across her pert, youthful breasts. Hermione smiled at Ginny as she began to unbutton the sexually cooperative 13-year-old's now-tight, school blouse.
With her youthful, A-cup bra now exposed, Ginny continued to eagerly fondle Hermione's more-mature B-cup boobs, and dusty-rose colored nipples. Meanwhile Hermione's inquisitive hands reached beneath Ginny's juvenile white bra, finding Ginny's small, budding, cone-shaped breasts.
Removing Ginny's blouse and tossing it aside, Hermione waved her wand to unzip Ginny's pleated, charcoal-grey skirt, and undo the younger girl's bra.
Bashfully, Ginny placed her hands protectively over her modest, freckled breasts. Standing next to the bed, the redhaired girl was now dressed solely in white panties and grey knee socks. The tight, girlish panties appealingly outlined Ginny's protruding pussy lips.
Ginny allowed Hermione to remove her panties. The 14-year-old's hungry eyes traversed the freckled, naked body of her younger friend. Just moments later, Hermione was feasting on Ginny's pink pussy like a hungry lioness that had just downed a gazelle.
Hermione's rapturous tongue flicked in-and-out, and up-and-down of Ginny's pussy, as the younger Gryffindor girl bucked her hips in ecstasy. Hermione was, naturally, far more sexually advanced than Ginny, and was using all of the well-practiced techniques that she had learned from, and had used upon Fleur.
Hermione's surprisingly strong hands widely parted Ginny's slender legs as she performed skilled, passionate cunnilingus on the youngest Weasley sibling, who was quietly moaning with pleasure, having experienced two quick orgasms.
Suddenly, Hermione's desirous fingers entered Ginny's youthful pussy. The ravenous, brown-haired teen managed to insert three digits inside as she vigorously finger-fucked the redhaired teen, and brought her to yet another swift climax.
Raising her head, and looking down between her legs, Ginny noticed that Hermione was no longer there. Looking around the darkened dorm room, Ginny saw Hermione fumbling with a box. "Accio frivilo," Hermione incanted, pointing her wand at the closed box.
Soon, Hermione was fumbling with a sinister-looking, black strap-on dildo. Stroking it forebodingly with a lubricant, Hermione returned to the bed.
Until that moment, Ginny had been excited and cooperative. Now, she resisted. "No, no. You're not going to fuck me with that!" Ginny exclaimed. Genuine concern was in her voice.
"Silencio!" Hermione said, invoking the silence charm. Hermione was concerned that Ginny's suddenly loud protestations might alert unwanted attention. Now mute from the spell, Ginny squirmed on the bed, hoping to avoid the big, thick dildo that was strapped around Hermione's slender waist.
"Restraino!" Hermione said, waving her wand. Out of the box came various handcuffs, silk scarves, and other restraining aids, until Ginny was immobilized, spread eagle, on the small bed.
"It may hurt a little at first," Hermione cautioned, "but I promise you'll love it." Ginny's rigid pink nipples protruded from her slender chest. After pinching and pulling them, Hermione encapsulated each of them in her excited mouth, licking the restrained 13-year-old's pink nipples with hummingbird-like speed.
Gripping the dildo, Hermione rubbed it gently against Ginny's tight, adolescent pussy lips. Ginny's young body tensed with fear and dread as Hermione slowly penetrated her. The "silencio" and "restraino" spells had proven to be useful, as the 13-year-old's open mouth noiselessly cried out. The freckle-breasted young girl could only squirm as the thick dildo entered her, over-and-over again, until Hermione eventually became fatigued, and rolled off of the younger girl, the menacing dildo pointing at the dorm room ceiling.
Sufficiently reenergized from forcibly fucking Ginny with the strap-on dildo, Hermione again reached for her wand, "Alarte Ascendare," she said, invoking a spell familiar to the younger girl. Ginny's naked body rose above the bed. The 13-year-old, with her limbs restrained by a spell, was helpless to resist.
With her body flipped over by Hermione's wand, the freckled, redhaired girl descended gingerly onto the bed, stomach-down.
Hermione's soft hands began to gently caress Ginny's back, as if in some way offering an apology for so aggressively assaulting the young girl's pussy.
Hermione continued her gentle caresses until she arrived at Ginny's round, youthful butt cheeks. Squeezing and rubbing Ginny's butt cheeks, the 13-year-old could not see behind her as she laid on the small, dorm room bed.
Ginny could feel Hermione's hands parting her legs. The younger girl nervously wondered what Hermione had in store for her now?
With her avaricious face between Ginny's legs, Hermione opened the young teen's butt cheeks, and began licking the rim of Ginny's pink anus with her experienced tongue. With the "restraino" and "silencio" spells still in place, Ginny could neither cry out or move in more than a frightened fidget at the unexpected anal play.
Hermione licked the young girl's anus with unbridled enthusiasm. Analingus had become one of Hermione's favorite sexual activities with Fleur, and the 14-year-old enjoyed giving as much as receiving.
Soon, Hermione steeled her avid tongue, and bored deeply into Ginny's anal cavity. Inserting a single finger, Hermione anally finger-fucked her Gryffindor classmate.
"I'm removing the spells," Hermione said to her 13-year-old lover. "You'll have to be quiet," the 14-year-old girl cautioned.
"Bloody hell," were the first words that Ginny was able to mutter. Gratefully kissing Hermione on the lips, the words were meant as a compliment for the thorough "Rogering" she had just received from her brown-haired friend. Ginny felt as if she was a full-fledged lesbian now, and was eager to use some of the techniques that she had just learned when 12-year-old Gabrielle returned from her Parisian home.
"You're not done yet," Hermione said provocatively to Ginny, rubbing her brown-haired pussy, and expecting the young wizard to lick it.
As the two naked Gryffindor girls laid side-by-side on the small dorm room bed, Hermione was absently drawing circles with her finger around Ginny's pink nipples and areolae.
After soulfully kissing the younger girl on the lips, Hermione began to squeeze and rub Ginny's small, youthful breasts.
"Tell me about Gabrielle, and I'll tell you about Fleur," Hermione promised. Hermione had been curious about Fleur's little sister since first seeing the immature-looking preteen part-Veela girl emerge naked from the shower room.
Likewise, Ginny was eager to hear about Hermione's sexual interactions with Fleur, whom her brother, Ron, had confessed was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen.
Fleur lazily placed her silvery-blonde-haired head on her lover's ample breast. Having returned to Paris, Fleur was eager to meet up with her muggle lover, Charlotte Tremblay, the 35-year-old stepmother of Gabrielle's best friend.
Mme. Tremblay was the Belgian-born wife of a French diplomat. Rarely home, and leaving his beautiful bride lonely, Charlotte had found solace in the beautiful, alluring body of the then-15-year-old, Fleur Delacour.
Naturally, Fleur hadn't disclosed that she was a wizard, and was attending Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. Fleur had invented the fiction that she and Gabrielle were attending an exclusive all-girls' boarding school in Switzerland.
Adeline, Charlotte's 13-year-old stepdaughter, attended a prestigious boarding school located outside of Paris, but came home on most weekends. She rarely found her father at home, and Adeline and Charlotte had become close, confessing their innermost thoughts.
With her husband and stepdaughter away, Charlotte had enjoyed a blissful, long-awaited lovemaking session with the tall, beautiful, 17-year-old.
"Fleur, mon ange, how I have waited for you to return to my bed." The older woman's right hand gently caressed Fleur's youthful, C-cup breasts.
Despite being a well-conditioned athlete, and the Beauxbatons champion, Fleur, with her head resting on Charlotte's bare breast was trying to catch her breath. The 35-year-old had been waiting since summer for Fleur's promised return. Six months of pent-up sexual energy were soon released by the teenager's sexually aggressive, secret older lover.
While her decided sexual preference was well known at her wizard school, Fleur hadn't shared that information with her parents until the prior school year. Her relationship with Adeline's stepmother remained a closely guarded secret. The pretty 17-year-old wondered what her parents would think if they knew that her younger sister, Gabrielle, only a first-year student, was also involved with a girl?
As the older woman's avid hand traversed along Fleur's gorgeous, naked body, Fleur knew that Gabrielle was now old enough to know the truth, and Fleur would answer whatever questions the 12-year-old had.
The End.
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