Snape

That meeting had been a waste of time that could have been used shoving my cock up into one of Miss Granger's delightful orifices. Or watching her blush as I whispered obscenities to her. Or watching her skin redden, her eyes widening as I spanked her harder and harder. The uptight ones were always the most fun when they learned how to unwind. My cock was standing at full salute, tight against my stomach and I needed to find that girl to help me take care of the situation. Maybe, if I was lucky, I'd find her fucking someone else.

Why that turned me on so much I wasn't entirely sure, I just knew that I wanted to watch her be fucked, and then I wanted to show her fucker how it was really done, and watch her cum harder, and harder with each attempt. If only I had that stupid map.

Hermione

I'd run into Crabbe in the hall, but even whatever magic was possessing us wasn't enough to make me want him. There were a few others, people I didn't feel that everlasting need towards. Huh. Maybe it only amplified things we already felt, desires we already had no matter how deep down.

Then I ran into Daphne Greengrass. It wasn't that I was a fan of her personally, but she was gorgeous. I had always been a touch jealous of those long, spider thin legs, and the long, flowing hair. Jealousy turned into need for possession, I suddenly realized how much I wanted to touch her. Our eyes met and I saw a spark there. Without saying a word, we both veered into an open classroom nearby and shooed out the third year boys who were wanking frantically inside. Her lips found mine and I moaned into them. They were soft, pillowy, and she tasted sweeter than any boy I'd kissed, almost like some sort of fruit I couldn't name.

"You ever been with a girl, Granger?" She asked breathlessly as she pulled our bodies close.

"Not yet." I grinned leaning up to nip at the skin on her long neck. She sighed impatiently.

"You'd better be a fast learner. I really didn't plan on training newborns today."

"Are you a lesbian?" I asked grabbing her small but shapely ass with one hand and pulling her in.

"No."

"But you've done this before."

"Sexual orientation is just a box, Granger. I don't like boxes. I like sex. I like pleasure. Doesn't matter much who is giving or receiving, does it?" We had to take a break from the conversation as she cupped my face in her hands and pulled me up to kiss her again. Our tongues clashed and I relished in that sweet, feminine flavor. When we broke apart again, both of us removing our own clothing with a speed that was actually impressive I finally responded.

"Maybe. Or maybe there's plenty of pleasure to go around. Different types from different people."

"Who fucked a philosopher into you?" She mocked reaching down to rub her own tits, recently freed from her bra. "Shit. I can already tell this will be good. What do you want to start with?" She asked, matter of factly.

"I want to taste your cunt." Her face brightened into a full grin then.

"I'll never say no to that." She sat down on the nearest desktop and I kneeled before her, the scent of her pussy strong in the air. I decided I liked that scent. I wasn't the sort to back away from a challenge, not when I had victory in my sights, and somehow, that applied here too. Pulling her purple panties down her legs, I flipped her skirt up, tucking the hem in her waistband, and getting it out of my way. She was on full display for me, and the leggy blonde was a sight to behold in this way. I gripped her hips and pulled them towards me, my tongue delving across her hot sex. Her pussy was different from mine. I was an outie, and she was an innie. Her inner labia were much smaller than her outer, and as such, it made her cunt look far more... I don't know, but it was almost adorable.

Still tasted like sex though. She groaned and clutched my hair as I licked her slit, back to front. I used my nose to nudge at her clit as I stuck my tongue, curiously, inside her opening. Now that was an interesting experience. She was swollen inside, and I felt as if my tongue were experiencing something brand new and full of promise. There were a multitude of textures to explore, and her taste... it wasn't sweet but it wasn't bad either. It tasted like... I don't know. I'd have to examine that thought process later. Thrusting my tongue in and out made her squirm and I found that I liked this position. Despite being on my knees, I knew I held the real power, just like with Snape. Oh God. The thought of that particular assignation made me wet all over again. I wondered what he'd think about my pleasuring Greengrass like this? Hmm. I hummed out loud at the thought of him watching us and Daphne's thighs shook with arousal.

"Shit, do that again." She said. I squeezed my fingers into the flesh of her thighs and hummed, my lips vibrating against her lips, my tongue exploring her inside. "Fuck! Yes, Granger!" Her hands tugged a bit at my hair and my arousal increased once again. My panties were clearly beyond salvaging at this point so I shouldn't have even given it a second thought, but the idea that they were drowning in my arousal, that my wetness was soaking them so thoroughly that if someone were to see them, they'd be a different freaking shade? It was an image I didn't mind having in my head. I reached up and I pulled Greengrass to the floor with me, settling in above her, preying on her pink little pussy. With nothing but my mouth, I had her coming less than a minute later. When she was finished screaming her orgasm out, I made eye contact and licked my lips seductively.

"What is it you were saying about training, Daph?" She smirked and reached down, pulling me to her, still reclined.

"Take your damn clothes of Mione." She said, dropping the first part of my name. I usually hated the nickname, but rolling off her lips, loosened by her relaxing orgasm, I didn't mind it so much. We quickly divested ourselves of our shirts and skirts, kicking off our shoes until all that was left was my own pair of soaked, black panties. "Leave them." She said. "The lace texture will be interesting." She pulled me on top of her and moaned deliciously as our nipples, erect and hard, rubbed against one another. I had decent boobs, but they were nothing on Daphne's rack. How she hid that all under her uniform... she must spend a fortune on replacement buttons for her shirts. Our legs tangled and our bodies rubbed against one another, our cunts on one another's legs, our tits massaging one another, our arms, torsos, all of us, tangled up erotically. She was right. The lace against my cit was borderline magical. She pushed my hair back and met my lips for a heated kiss. Our tongues dueled and we moaned in happiness as the sensations continued. Suddenly, the door clicked and She sat up, nearly bowling me over in the process.

"Oh my God." She cried out, flushing a pretty shade of pink. "Professor Snape, I... I didn't see... I mean to say..."

"Relax, Daph." I said lazily, not betraying how hard my heart was beating at the thought of what I might be able to pull off if I played my cards right. "Snape isn't going to report us."

"I'm not?" He asked, curling his lip. I sat upright, still straddling Daphne's lap.

"No. He much prefers a more... direct, form of punishment. Isn't that right," I paused, letting the next word roll of my tongue. "sir." My eyes watched the cloak near his crotch tent up a bit.

"I'm not sure there's a number for how many rules the pair of you are breaking right now." He said, already into the game. Daphne was clearly still nervous, not sure what ramifications this might have.

"Well then, you'd better start punishing us now," I rolled my hips, making Daphne inhale sharply. I pushed her hair back from her face with both hands, holding her head and looking at her with my best 'smolder'. "Relax, Daph." I whispered before kissing her slowly. "Come out of the box, Greengrass." I murmured before speaking to Snape again. "Because I fully intend to keep being a very, very bad girl." He smiled then, a real, genuine smile. A devious smile to be certain, but it was clear he was enjoying this."

"I'm not entirely sure what I'm punishing you for." He said, at first. "Perhaps you should review what iniquities you have been practicing together."

"Well first," I said slowly, rolling my hips again, making Daphne's breathing deepen, despite her embarrassment still being present, "I went to my knees at her feet, and I licked her until she came."

"Did you swallow?" He asked. Daphne groaned quietly, her eyes closing as her head tilted back. She was a vision of sex.

"Of course, professor."

"You're learning." He commented dryly. "Then what?"

"Then, we stripped, hurriedly, and we... well you found us then."

"Humping?" He asked crudely. "No finesse. That's your crime then. A non-seductive stripping, and a hurried coupling which was never going to result in orgasm."

"Orgasm isn't always the point of sex." I retorted, my fingers reaching down to find Daphne's nipples. She was pushing her hips back up against mine, attempting to get me to speed up my motions, her weight resting on her arms, just slightly behind her, allowing her to recline a bit as we thrust against each other. Snape was watching, his eyes bright and enthused and I could tell he was enjoying the show immensely. The power I felt at giving them both such avid pleasure was astounding.

"Pleasure is the point of sex." He replied gruffly. "And there are better ways to bestow it."

"As a well respected, highly learned professor, I'm sure you would be qualified to teach us, wouldn't you sir?" I asked, breathlessly.

"It would be my duty." He replied, his hand pressing against his erection.

"Well then you'd better come a bit closer. I could do with some hands on education." He unfastened the front of his pants and pulled out his cock. I licked my lips at the sight of it and reached out as he walked closer. I took it in my hands and timed my massaging of it with my rolling and thrusting against Daphne's cunt. Her eyes were clenched tightly closed as she writhed beneath me and I took the opportunity to look up at Snape, wide eyed, biting my lip, and I moaned, just the way I knew he liked.

My hips rocked against Daphne's. Humping may have been a crude way of bestowing pleasure, as Professor Snape had said, but it was clearly working in this instance. She was loosening up with each passing second, her wetness seeping out of her, soaking me. I took Professor Snape's cock in my mouth and moaned around it, reveling in the repeated taste. He was like nothing I had ever had in my mouth. There was something about him that was so... so... bad. I loved it. Matching my hip rolls to the motion of my mouth, pushing on and off Snape's cock, I got into a rhythm that seemed to be working well for everyone. Daphne was moaning, Snape was clenching his jaw and his eyes were whizzing sporadically around the room, often falling on my heaving chest or earnest eyes. And me? I was enjoying this a little too much one might say. I hummed around the cock in my mouth, shivering at the way the vibrations were affecting my lips, and pleased with the slight stutter it provoked in my subject. Running out of air, I pulled back, working him with my hands as I caught a breath.

"How am I doing so far, sir?"

"I would say your work is... Acceptable." I knew it was all just a script he had rehearsed in his head. My work was exemplary at worst and we both knew it. But if he wanted to provoke me, to play this little game and see how far I could be pushed, I was more than happy to play along.

"Well we can't have that." I said. "Is there any way I could obtain some extra credit?" I asked, innocently. "Daphne and I would love to show you our best work."

"Finish me off, Miss Granger, and I'll give the pair of you a chance to begin your true punishment. After that, and only after that, will we discuss the additional work required for any... extra credit." The words rolled off his tongue in a way that should have been classified as a grade A sin. God he was made for sex.

"Hermione!" Daphne moaned beneath me. With a wicked grin, I reached one hand between us, my lips returning to the cock before me, and I rubbed at her clit frantically.

It only took seconds for her to start falling apart, her scream and writhing body enough of a visual stimulus for Severus that he too was cumming, hot and thick into my mouth.

We all stayed still for a few moments, everyone's breaths coming out in pants after the exertion.

"So..." I began slowly, lilting my voice as best as I could. "You mentioned punishment... sir?"