Chapter 1 - Chapter One

"Goodnight, Ginny," Hermione called out, and pulled the door to her room shut. She sighed heavily and lay down on her bed, pulling the covers up over her feet. As she lay awake her thoughts turned to Ron, and also Harry, and she hoped their Auror training was going well. It was something that was going to keep them away for several months, and Hermione had suggested that she and Ginny get a flat together in London while they were gone. Ginny had agreed - they both realized that they'd had their fill of the Wizarding world after the battles and trials of the past few years. Besides, Ginny wanted to learn more about Muggles and what better way than to get a flat in London and live among them while Harry and Ron were away? Hermione thought it would be good for them to unwind and spend time together.
 
She had been right of course, and this past month getting to know Ginny, really getting to know her, had been very rewarding. They’d grown closer as friends, closer than they had all those years at Hogwart's.  The two of them just sat and talked, or went out to shop or eat at the Muggle stores and restaurants nearby. Ginny was so full of questions about everything, and Hermione enjoyed explaining about all things Muggle. It had been a nice time this past month, but Hermione was really starting to miss Ron.
 
They had decided to get married, certainly, but not until he and Harry had finished their paces at the Ministry. Hermione understood their reasons, but she still disliked spending time away from him. She sighed heavily as she thought of him - that silly, lopsided grin, his messy red hair, his broad shoulders and his chest...
 
Hermione's sighs turned to soft moans as her images of Ron became more carnal. They had made love many times before he left, and it had always been brilliant. She missed the noises he made when he was close to climax, the feel of his body pressing her down... Hermione groaned in frustration and pushed her pyjama bottoms down, and her knickers with them.
 
Her hands drifted down her body as she imagined Ron's head between her legs, using his tongue on her pussy. Hermione began rubbing her opening and the side of her clit with two fingers, first in a circle and then more rapidly, wishing it was Ron's fingers or his cock against her folds. Hermione's breathing became more rapid and her fingers teased and pinched her clit even more as her climax came closer.
 
Suddenly, Hermione's thoughts turned to Ginny - Ron's sister, because their resemblance was closer than she thought. Ginny was not at all shy around the flat and Hermione hadn't made a fuss out of it, maybe because all that pale skin and freckles reminded her so much of Ron. Besides, Ginny was not hard to look at. Hermione flushed at the thought and swallowed a moan as her clit throbbed with need. So close...
 
Hermione reached for her wand and pointed it at her clit, still rubbing it with her free hand. She thought of Ron, and Ginny again briefly, as she readied a spell that she hoped would bring her off fantastically. "Engorgio!" she commanded, but as soon as the Transfiguration left her wand she knew something was wrong. The last thing she saw was a flash of light, and she felt an unfamiliar throbbing as she lost consciousness.
 
Ginny was quite startled when she heard Hermione shriek, and noticed a flash of light coming from the room.  Ginny immediately grabbed her wand and dashed down the hall to investigate.  “Hermione?” she called cautiously, expecting the worst.  There was no reply, so Ginny drew her wand and entered Hermione’s room. She was shocked to see Hermione passed out on her bed, and then even more shocked to see her laying there, wand in hand, with her legs spread, and pajama bottoms and knickers pushed down to her knees.
 
Ginny stepped fully into the room, and her jaw dropped when she glanced between her friend’s legs to see...a cock?! She came over to the bed for a closer look, and confirmed Hermione did have a cock right above the hood of her clit, but also retained all the parts a witch should have.  Ginny could only conclude that Hermione cast some sort of sex spell that had knocked her unconscious.  Staring at the result of the spell, Ginny couldn’t help but notice tingles in her body as she considered, although a bit flaccid, what a fine cock it was.
 
After casting a spell to make sure Hermione was okay, Ginny, being the unabashed witch she was, came to the conclusion that Hermione did this to herself on purpose so the two of them could have some fun while their fiancées were away.
 
Growing more excited, Ginny shed her pajamas, leaving on only her knickers and laid in bed with her friend.  She positioned herself so that her head was near Hermione’s hips and then hesitantly reached out to explore this wondrous, magical cock.
 
Hermione began to moan and shift in her state in response to Ginny’s touch.  Ginny glanced up at Hermione, reading the pleasure on her face, and moved her hand fully up the base of the shaft, and cupped the head in her palm as she slid it over the top to stroke the top side. 
 
Hermione’s cock began to throb and pulse and grow in Ginny’s grip.  Ginny licked her lips at the sight, and gently shook Hermione awake while noticing the tingles she felt beginning to intensify. 
 
"Mrmph, Ginny," Hermione mumbled as she slowly regained her senses. Then a cold shock ran down her spine, as she recalled what she was doing when she must have passed out! She didn't want Ginny to see her like this but it was too late now. Hermione opened her eyes and she was suddenly aware of a dense, hot throbbing coming from somewhere above her clit, and the feel of Ginny's body pressed against hers.
 
Hermione looked down and saw Ginny lying on her side in just her knickers, grinning up at her quite wickedly. Her eyes traveled to Ginny's hand and she saw the reason for the grin - and the throbbing. Hermione's eyes went wide with surprise. How in the bloody hell did that get there?! She recalled the spell she was casting, some alteration to her own clitoris to make her orgasm more powerful. She'd always been good at Transfiguration but had not been curious about sex magic, and clearly they were two different areas of study or this wouldn't have happened. Even more surprising than the result of the spell was Ginny's reaction... nearly naked in Hermione's bed, stroking her newly-grown cock with a hungry look in her eye.
 
”It’s just brilliant Hermione,” Ginny said while wetting her lips.  “Too bad you weren’t able to wake me up to show me the result of your experiment on your own, but I when I heard you shriek, I had to come investigate...and imagine my surprise...and now I can’t keep my hands off it.” 
 
"Yes, ahem, well Ginny, I really didn't know if you'd be game or not." Hermione replied, playing along with Ginny's assessment. "I was embarrassed about something so naughty, you see, and I figured if I just showed you..." Hermione's voice trailed off as Ginny gripped her cock firmly and traced a finger over the head. This needy, forceful throbbing that Hermione felt - was this how wizards felt all the time? No wonder they wanted to shag so much.
 
Hermione felt her hips move on their own, and she realized she was thrusting into Ginny's hand. Her mind raced - could she reverse this? She was fairly certain she could figure it out. Ginny seemed fascinated, and her hand was moving on Hermione's shaft gently, stroking and exploring her smooth, firm flesh. Hermione sat up a little, rearranging the pillows behind her to prop up her back so she could watch Ginny's ministrations. Hermione kicked off her pyjama bottoms and her knickers the rest of the way, and spread her legs to give Ginny free reign. She felt another wave of shame well up inside her, but it was quickly stifled when Ginny leaned forwards and started to lick the head of Hermione's new cock.
 
Ginny used her tongue, slowly at first, to explore every inch, running the tip of her tongue round the underside of the head, feeling it throb.  She glanced up at Hermione and swiped her tongue over the head, teasing a little and then, growing more excited, gripped the shaft at the base and took the head in her mouth, letting it pass against the roof of her mouth and then repeatedly down the back of her warm, tight throat.
 
Hermione's head was swimming. She teased and pinched one of her nipples and with the other hand reached down to caress Ginny's shoulder and the back of her neck, giving her gentle pushes towards her objective as Ginny's head moved up and down. Ginny's mouth and hand were all business, and Hermione groaned with pleasure when she felt this new member totally enveloped by Ginny's soft, warm mouth. She could never have imagined doing anything like this on purpose, but it felt so lovely that she didn't dare stop.
 
"How does that feel?" Ginny asked in between licks along the underside of Hermione's firm shaft.
 
"That's really good, Ginny. It feels sooo good," Hermione panted as Ginny's tongue found its mark again.
 
"Can you cum, Hermione? Like a wizard?" Ginny asked as she stroked Hermione's hard, glistening cock firmly in her hand, looking up at her. “You’ve got no bollocks, after all…”
 
Hermione paused. "I don't know if this spell will go that far," she confessed. "I was... trying it out before I sprang it on you."
 
"I hope you can cum," Ginny went on. "I hope it's creamy and thick, and you shoot it in my mouth and down my throat. I want to drink your cum, Hermione, loads of it..." Ginny plunged back down on Hermione, moaning and pulling her lips tight against the shaft, enjoying having her mouth stuffed full of such a big, hard cock.
 
Ginny's naughty words certainly seemed to be working some other kind of magic. Hermione could feel different sensations in her cock now, and an increase in the pressure that had been building since her new member got hard at Ginny's touch.
 
Hermione let herself thrust up into Ginny's mouth now, groaning as she felt that something was about to happen, a dam would break, a pipe would burst... Hermione was unprepared for the intensity of this orgasm, or the sensation of throbbing and pulsing and filling Ginny's mouth with cum, just like she'd wanted. Hermione screamed aloud with the pleasure of this new-found release and gripped Ginny's head, pulling her hot mouth down over her shaft, shamelessly pumping into Ginny.
 
Hermione came forcefully and could feel every spurt as Ginny milked her cock, moaning around it as it filled her mouth. Some of Hermione's fluids spilled out of Ginny's mouth and ran down her chin, a creamy, clear fluid that looked like a wizard's cum, at least.
 
Ginny pulled her mouth away from Hermione's cock; leaning back to take in the naughty magic that Hermione had conjured up. Hermione's cum was musky and warm and it mostly tasted like spunk, but there was an aftertaste that reminded Ginny of the times she'd tasted other witches. Ginny ran her fingers from the head of the shaft along the underside to the base, where the masculine shape gave way to Hermione's folds.
 
"All the bits a witch should have are still here," Ginny said, running her fingers between the places where the fleshy shaft at the top of Hermione's slit met her womanhood. Hermione stifled a moan as Ginny's fingers explored her pussy. She'd focused so much on her newly-grown shaft that she hadn't realized that she still had all the sensation in the feminine parts of her sex. Ginny continued to touch Hermione's pussy, passing her fingers up and down the side of her clitoris and around her wet entrance. Ginny brought her hand back up to the head of Hermione's thick shaft, tracing around its edges.
 
"This is brilliant, really." Ginny said, grinning. "I could honestly play around with this for hours on end. But I suppose that's the idea, isn't it?"
 
"What about you, Ginny?" Hermione ventured. "That was amazing. I feel like... well I feel like I should do something for you."
 
"I enjoyed that almost as much as you did," Ginny confessed. "But what did you have in mind?"
 
Hermione sat up which prompted Ginny to sit up as well, facing her. Hermione looked Ginny over; her creamy, freckled skin reminded her so much of Ron. They were so much alike, Ron and Ginny, and Hermione recalled the naughty thoughts she had blurring between the both of them when she cast the charm. Do I really have some sort of feelings for Ginny? Hermione's eyes dropped to Ginny's chest, and her pert breasts with hard, pink nipples.
 
"I've never done anything like this before," Hermione went on, blushing. "I've never really thought of other witches this way." Even so, Hermione couldn't keep her hands off of Ginny any longer, caressing her breasts and her thighs... and felt her new cock stirring to life as she did so.
 
Ginny smiled at that. "It's all right, Hermione, because I have. Luna and I, well... let's just say we got acquainted."
 
Hermione was taken aback. "You mean..." she trailed off, with naughty thoughts of Ginny and Luna swimming in her head.”Does Harry know?"
 
Ginny laughed at that. "He nearly caught us once, at school. I finally did tell him about it later, though. He was a bit shocked at first, but then he asked us what we did together, and it made him really randy when I told him." Ginny sighed and leaned into Hermione's hands as they explored her tits and her thighs. "Most wizards dream of having two witches at once," she went on. "As long as they're not left out, most wizards are keen on the idea of two witches together."
 
"I suppose, but neither you nor Luna had this," Hermione replied, reaching down to grip her cock for emphasis. When she felt her own fingers wrap around her shaft, it sent a jolt of pleasure through her quickly hardening member. "Oh," she moaned, and gave her now-erect shaft a few strokes with her hand. Ginny leaned in to kiss Hermione, who accepted it greedily, moaning into Ginny's mouth. Hermione soon felt Ginny's hand on her cock and let the other witch take over. That needy, throbbing feeling was back and Hermione groaned in pleasure from Ginny's deft fingers.
 
Ginny could no longer help herself now, kissing Hermione deeply and stroking her firm cock. Ginny's other hand made its way down to her center and she pushed it into her knickers, moaning while she stroked her clit and rubbed her fingertips around her sopping wet opening.
 
"Oh Ginny, let me," Hermione breathed, and pushed Ginny's hand away. She rubbed the front of Ginny's knickers, right over her clit and felt how wet and warm Ginny's pussy was for her. For her... Hermione tugged the gusset of those knickers aside, moaning again to feel how soaked Ginny's folds had become, knowing that it was her making the other witch so wet. Hermione slid two fingers into Ginny's sopping entrance and rubbed her clit with her thumb.
 
Ginny groaned lustily in response to Hermione's fingers, thrusting her hips down onto them. Her grip on Hermione's cock intensified, as did their kissing. Ginny stopped briefly to pull Hermione's pyjama top off so she could palm the other witch's breasts as they went right back to kissing.
 
"Ginny," Hermione panted, desperate, "I need to be inside you," Hermione thrust her hips needily into Ginny's hand, feeling her cock throb even more at the pronouncement of her desire.
 
Ginny bit her lip and nodded, and started to push Hermione back onto the bed. Ginny looked at Hermione as she lay down on her back, and saw that her cock was fully hard, the head shining with precum. Ginny slid out of her knickers and mounted Hermione's hips. She moved to position the head of Hermione's cock at her entrance, letting her firm, throbbing shaft enter her bit by bit. Ginny leaned forwards to capture Hermione's mouth in a searing kiss as she felt her pussy being filled up by the other witch's hard member.
 
Hermione put her hands on Ginny's hips as the other witch started to move, surrendering to the tight, warm feel of Ginny's cunt gripping her cock so deep within. Ginny was moving slowly, yet still Hermione moaned and panted at the feel of being deep inside a witch; I'm inside Ginny. Is this what my cunt feels like, when Ron is inside me? Hermione wondered, as Ginny continued to pull herself up and down on Hermione's throbbing cock.
 
"Fuck Hermione, that's good," Ginny murmured as she continued to move, taking Hermione's cock deep in her tight cunt in steady strokes.
 
"Sweet Merlin... Ginny, you're so fucking tight," Hermione replied, emboldened by Ginny's talk. Hermione flushed from saying naughty things, but it seemed only right to talk dirty that way, since she was the one with the cock in this situation.
 
Ginny nodded and picked up the pace with her hips, thrusting down onto Hermione's cock more forcefully now, spurred on by Hermione's filthy words. "I know you can cum, Hermione," Ginny went on, "Can you fill up my cunt? I want to feel you explode inside me."
 
Hermione gripped Ginny's slender hips tightly and thrust up into her pussy hard, letting Ginny feel how badly she wanted to cum inside her. Hermione lifted the other witch up with the force of her thrusts, really pounding her now.
 
Ginny sat upright, riding Hermione's cock deep as it slid inside her, grinding down on the thick shaft. "Gods, come on," she moaned, as she could feel her own orgasm approaching very suddenly, a good, deep climax from the feel of Hermione's throbbing, hot cock buried deep in her slick pussy.
 
Hermione reached up and grabbed Ginny's tits roughly, squeezing them and tweaking her nipples. She kept thrusting and her vision started to blur as that bursting, breaking feeling started to build again, catching up with her as she groaned Ginny's name hard and loud and came deep inside her pussy.
 
Ginny collapsed forwards onto Hermione's chest, kissing her fiercely as she came. Ginny kept her hips moving but slowed down now, enjoying the feel of Hermione's last few thrusts deep inside her. Ginny moaned from the sensations, the mix of masculine and feminine, the feel of a hot, hard cock still pulsing deep inside her pussy, and her breasts pressed against the other witch's, creating friction between their nipples.
 
"Oh... Merlin..." Hermione panted, "it's no wonder wizards want to shag all the time... that is bloody amazing..." Hermione wrapped her arms around Ginny and pulled her down closer, kissing her hard.
 
Ginny returned the kiss and lay on top of Hermione, enjoying the feel of their bodies rubbing together. She could feel Hermione’s cock getting soft inside her and soon she rolled of of the other witch’s body, collapsing on the bed beside her.
 
Hermione put her arm around Ginny, and she curled up next to her. Ginny seemed very relaxed but Hermione’s mind was swirling with so many thoughts. The sex with Ginny had been brilliant, but she still felt ashamed. Ginny had been quite eager, and that had helped, but Hermione had never considered anything this kinky on purpose, let alone with Ginny. It made her wonder if she’d been holding it back all along, or if she was turning into a sex-starved pervert.
 
The other problem plaguing Hermione’s mind was this magic. It had been unintentional and uncontrolled, and Hermione was worried that she would have difficulty canceling it. Right now, however, with Ginny curled up beside her, the prospect of more of this magic didn’t seem bad.
 
“Can I sleep in here, Hermione?” Ginny mumbled against her shoulder.
 
“Sure,” Hermione replied. “It will be nice to have some company in bed.”
 
 
 
 
 