Danger Close

Hermione shifted on her bed slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position as she read the book in her hands. She wasn't really reading the words; her eyes seemed to be simply skimming over them. She was thinking about something she had overheard Lavender and Parvati talking about just before term ended.

"Treat it like a game. Shout your mum's name, then try to cum before she gets in the room."

Hermione considered for a moment, then set the book down on her bed next to her. Hiking up her skirt, she pulled her panties down, exposing her pussy. Placing them by the book, she settled down and spread her legs. She took in a breath.

"Mum! Can you get me a glass of water, please?"

"Sure, I'll be right up!"

Immediately, Hermione began rubbing furiously at her clit. She moaned as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Normally, she took her time, but the likelihood of being caught meant there was little time available.

Her pussy was getting wet. She could feel it. She gathered her juice onto her fingers and continued to rub. Her other hand went up her shirt. Moving her bra to one side, she grabbed at her breast. She gasped as she tweaked her nipple.

She could hear footsteps at the bottom of the stairs. She could feel her orgasm building, but she was nowhere near close to cumming. She coated her fingers in her juices and sunk two fingers into her pussy. In. Out. In. Out. The slow, steady beat of her mum's footsteps drove her to pump faster and faster. She bit her lip to stop from moaning too loudly.

Her mother had reached the top of the stairs. Hermione snatched her wand up from her bedside table and began thrusting it into her pussy, massaging her clit with the fingers she had just removed from her pussy.

She gasped as she felt her orgasm reach it's peak, but she held it back as she heard her mother knock on her bedroom door. As quickly as she could, she removed her wand from her pussy, squeezed her legs together, straightened her dress and picked up the book.

"Come in."

Her voice shook slightly from the strain of holding back her orgasm.

The bedroom door opened to reveal her mother holding a small glass of water. Hermione looked at her over the top of her book.

"Oh, thanks, Mum."

Her mother gave her an odd look as she placed the glass on her bedside table. Reaching the door, she gave Hermione a knowing look before turning and leaving the room.

As son as the door closed, Hermione spread her legs again, moaning in pleasure as her juices squirted out of her pussy in a torrent, soaking her bedsheets.

As she came down off her orgasm, she thought about the look her mother had given her. It was only then that she realised that her panties were still on the bed, one of her nipples was very erect and poking through her shirt, and the book she was holding was upside-down.

Damn it, she knew.

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