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The Hogwarts Strip Club (Ch. 4 - Hermione Granger II)
🕑 Added 2025-08-31 22:00:06 +0000 UTCDisclaimer: Harry returns to Hogwarts to complete his seventh year after defeating Voldemort. All characters in this story are consenting adults (18+).
Harry's cock was still twitching from his explosive orgasm when he noticed Hermione squirming in her seat. Her thighs were pressed together so tightly they were trembling, and she was breathing like she'd just ran through the entire Hogwarts library carrying a stack of Ancient Runes textbooks. The sight of Fleur strutting back on stage with Harry's cum dripping down her perfect tits had clearly driven the brunette witch wild.
"Fucking hell, Hermione," Harry growled, watching as she unconsciously ground her arse against the velvet seat. "You're absolutely dripping, aren't you?"
Hermione's face flushed scarlet, but she couldn't deny it. Her knickers were completely soaked through, and every slight movement sent jolts of pleasure through her swollen clit. "Harry, I... I need..." she panted, unable to finish the sentence.
Without warning, Harry stood up and grabbed Hermione around the waist, throwing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She let out a surprised squeak as her world turned upside down, her short skirt flipping up to expose her arse to anyone who cared to look.
"Harry! Put me down!" Hermione protested weakly, though her pussy clenched at the dominant display.
"Not a chance," Harry grunted, heading toward the back rooms. As he walked, he slid his free hand up her thigh, finding the soaking wet fabric of her thong. "Fuck me, you're absolutely drenched."
Without hesitation, he pushed the flimsy material aside and plunged two thick fingers into her dripping cunt. Hermione's protest turned into a loud moan as he began pumping his fingers in and out, not caring who might see or hear.
"Oh god, Harry!" she gasped, her hands clutching at his back as he finger-fucked her right there in the middle of the strip club. "Someone's going to see!"
"Let them see," Harry growled, curling his fingers to hit that spot that made her legs shake. "Let them see what a desperate little slut the brightest witch of her age becomes when she needs cock."
A group of wizards at the bar turned to stare, getting a perfect view of Hermione's glistening pussy as Harry's fingers disappeared inside her over and over. One of them wolf-whistled appreciatively.
"Nice arse, Granger!" someone called out, and Hermione buried her face against Harry's back in mortification, even as her pussy clenched tighter around his fingers.
Harry carried her through the club like that, his fingers never stopping their relentless assault on her cunt. By the time they reached the hallway leading to the private rooms, Hermione was a writhing, moaning mess, leaving a trail of her juices on the floor.
He set her down roughly against the wall, and before she could even catch her breath, Hermione found herself attacking his mouth with desperate, hungry kisses. Her tongue invaded his mouth as her hands fumbled frantically with his belt.
"Need you," she panted between kisses, her usual eloquence reduced to basic need. "Need your cock inside me right fucking now!"
She reached blindly for the nearest door handle, desperate to get them into a room where she could finally have what she'd been craving since watching him explode all over Fleur. But Harry had other ideas.
He spun her around suddenly, pressing her face-first against the cool wall. His hands caught her wrists, pinning them above her head as he used his body weight to keep her in place. With his free hand, he hiked her skirt up around her waist and yanked her soaking thong down her legs in one swift motion.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione gasped, her cheek pressed against the cool wall. "We're in the middle of the hallway! Anyone could—"
"Anyone could what?" Harry interrupted, freeing his massive cock from his trousers. It sprang free, thick and angry red, the fat head already glistening with pre-cum. "Anyone could see me fucking you? See this fat cock stretching your tight little pussy?"
He rubbed the swollen head through her dripping folds from behind, coating himself in her arousal but not pushing inside. Hermione whimpered, trying to push her arse back to take him in, but Harry held her firmly in place against the wall.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" he growled in her ear, continuing to tease her entrance with just the tip. "When you were whispering all that filthy shit in my ear while I watched Fleur dance? Talking about fucking on stage, about everyone watching while I fill you with cum?"
"That was different!" Hermione protested weakly, though her hips were rolling desperately, trying to impale herself on his teasing cock. "I meant someday, not—oh fuck!"
Harry had pushed just the head inside, stretching her entrance around his impressive girth before pulling back out. The teasing was driving her mad.
"Please," she whimpered, all pretense of resistance crumbling. "Please, Harry, I need it!"
"Need what?" Harry demanded, rubbing his cock head against her swollen clit from behind. "Tell me exactly what you need, Hermione. I want to hear the words come out of that pretty mouth."
"I need..." Hermione bit her lip, fighting against years of propriety. But the aching emptiness in her pussy won out. "I need your fat fucking cock inside me! I need you to fuck me right here against this wall where anyone could see! Please, Harry, stuff my tight cunt with that massive cock!"
"Good girl," Harry growled, and slammed forward.
"FUCK!" Hermione screamed as he buried himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Her pussy stretched obscenely around his girth, the sudden fullness making her see stars. "Oh God, oh God, oh God! So fucking big!"
Harry didn't give her time to adjust. He pulled back until just the tip remained inside, then slammed forward again, setting a punishing pace that had Hermione's tits bouncing wildly beneath her top, her hard nipples dragging against the wall with each thrust. Each thrust drove the air from her lungs, each withdrawal left her desperately empty.
"That's it," Harry grunted, one hand still pinning her wrists while the other gripped her hip, pulling her back to meet his thrusts. "Take this fat cock like the good little slut you are. Let everyone hear how much you love getting fucked in public."
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed obscenely through the hallway. Harry watched, mesmerised, as Hermione's round arse cheeks rippled with each thrust, clapping together hypnotically as he pounded into her. Her pussy was so wet that each withdrawal made a lewd squelching sound, her juices coating his shaft and dripping down her thighs.
And Hermione couldn't help it. The combination of the thick cock pounding into her, the thrill of potentially being caught, and the filthy words spilling from Harry's mouth had her moaning like a whore.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!" she cried, not caring who might hear. "Your cock feels so good stretching my pussy! I'm such a slut for your fat dick!"
Harry released her wrists to grab both hips, using the leverage to pull her back onto his cock even harder. The new angle let him drive even deeper, his heavy balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. Hermione's freed hands scrambled against the wall, desperately seeking purchase as he railed her.
"Such a tight little cunt," Harry grunted, watching his thick shaft disappear into her stretched hole over and over. "Look at how your pussy grips my cock, like it never wants to let go. You were made to ride my broomstick, weren't you?"
"Yes!" Hermione wailed, her legs starting to shake from the intensity. "Made for your cock! Love being stretched by your fat—OH FUCK YES!" she screamed as Harry hit that perfect spot deep inside her, her words dissolving into pure ecstasy.
Harry's pace increased, his hips snapping forward with bruising force. The wet sounds of their fucking grew even louder, Hermione's pussy practically gushing around his pistoning length. Her arse bounced beautifully with each impact, the soft flesh jiggling in a way that made Harry's balls tighten.
"Going to cum," she panted, feeling that familiar tightness building in her core. "Oh fuck, Harry, you're going to make me cum on your cock right here in the hallway!"
"Do it," Harry commanded, angling his hips to hit her G-spot with every thrust. "Cum for me, Hermione. Let everyone know what a cock-hungry slut you really are!"
Hermione was right on the edge, her pussy clenching rhythmically around Harry's pistoning cock, when she heard it. The unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching from around the corner.
"Harry!" she gasped, but he didn't slow down. If anything, he fucked her harder.
"Too late to stop now," he growled in her ear. "Besides, your pussy just got even tighter. You want to be caught, don't you? Want someone to see you taking my fat cock like a good girl?"
Before Hermione could respond, Demelza Robins rounded the corner and stopped dead in her tracks.
Harry's mind momentarily short-circuited at the sight of her. The Gryffindor Chaser was wearing what could only loosely be described as a Quidditch uniform. The top had been cropped so severely that it barely covered the bottom curves of her perky tits, leaving her toned stomach completely bare. With every breath she took, the fabric rode up just enough to flash the underside of her breasts.
But it was the bottoms that really made Harry's cock throb even harder inside Hermione. Instead of regulation Quidditch shorts, Demelza wore the tiniest pleated skirt Harry had ever seen, in Gryffindor scarlet. The microscopic piece of fabric barely reached past her arse cheeks, and with her first step forward, it lifted to reveal a matching Gryffindor thong underneath. The gold lion logo stretched obscenely across the triangle of fabric that barely covered her pussy.
Fuck me, Harry thought wildly, even as he continued pounding into Hermione. Imagine if she actually played a match dressed like that. Her tits would bounce completely free with every dive, and the entire stadium would get a view of her thong every time she reached for the Quaffle.
Hermione tried desperately to stop, mortified at being caught in such a compromising position. But it was too late. The combination of Harry's relentless thrusting and the shocking exhibitionism of the moment pushed her over the edge.
"Oh God, I'm cumming!" she wailed, her pussy clamping down on Harry's cock like a vice. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK! I'm cumming on your fat cock!"
Her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm, her pussy spasming around Harry's length as waves of pleasure crashed through her. And through it all, Demelza watched with a knowing smirk on her pretty face.
"Well, well, well," Demelza purred, sauntering closer. Her barely-there skirt swayed with each step, flashing her Gryffindor thong repeatedly. "What do we have here?"
She circled them slowly, drinking in the sight of Harry's thick cock buried in Hermione's spasming cunt. "She makes the most delicious sounds, doesn't she?" Demelza observed, addressing Harry as if Hermione wasn't even there. "I've always wondered what it would take to make perfect Prefect Granger lose control like this."
"Just a fat cock and an audience, apparently," Harry grunted, giving Hermione another hard thrust that made her cry out.
"Mmm, I can see that," Demelza said, her eyes locked on where Harry's cock disappeared into Hermione's stretched pussy. "Look at how her pussy grips your cock. And those arse cheeks bouncing with every thrust... absolutely hypnotic."
Harry leaned down to growl in Hermione's ear, still buried deep inside her as she trembled through the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Look at you, still cumming even with an audience. Your pussy is squeezing my cock so tight... you really do love being watched, don't you?"
"Yes!" Hermione admitted desperately, beyond caring about anything but the pleasure coursing through her. "I love it! Love being your public slut!"
"Tell me, Harry," Demelza continued conversationally, as if they were discussing the weather rather than watching him rail Hermione against a wall. "Does she always get this wet and desperate? Or is this a special occurrence?"
"She's been dripping since she watched me paint Fleur's tits with cum," Harry replied, his hands gripping Hermione's hips harder as he continued to pound into her oversensitive pussy. "Couldn't wait to get my cock inside her."
"I saw that spectacular display," Demelza said appreciatively, licking her lips. "The way you covered Fleur... I've never seen so much cum in my life. Made me wonder what it would feel like to have all that hot seed filling up my tight little pussy instead."
She moved closer, close enough that Harry could smell her perfume mixing with the musky scent of sex that filled the hallway. She ran a teasing finger along his arm.
"Promise me I'll get my turn with that massive cock?" she asked, her voice dripping with need. "I've been watching you all term, Harry. Watching and waiting for my chance. And after seeing what that beautiful cock can do..." She shivered visibly. "I need it."
"Fuck," Harry grunted, the sight of Demelza practically begging for his cock while he was balls-deep in Hermione making his balls tighten dangerously.
"I'll take that as a yes," Demelza giggled. She leaned in close to Hermione's flushed face, giving her cheek a condescending pat. "Thanks for the show, Granger. Try not to drain him completely though. I want those heavy balls nice and full when it's my turn."
With that, she sauntered away, her micro-skirt swaying hypnotically. Just before she turned the corner, she deliberately bent over to adjust her shoe strap, her tiny skirt riding up completely. The position gave Harry a perfect view of her Gryffindor thong stretched tight across her pussy and disappearing between her perfectly round arse cheeks. She looked back over her shoulder, catching him staring, and blew him a kiss before disappearing around the corner.
The sight was too much. Combined with Hermione's pussy still milking his cock through the aftershocks of her orgasm, Harry couldn't hold back any longer.
"Gonna cum," he warned through gritted teeth. "Where do you want it?"
"Inside!" Hermione gasped without hesitation. "Fill my pussy with your cum! I want it dripping out of me for the rest of the night!"
Harry slammed forward one final time, burying himself as deep as possible as his orgasm hit. His cock pulsed violently, shooting rope after rope of thick cum directly into Hermione's willing pussy. She moaned at the sensation, feeling his hot seed flooding her insides.
"So much," she whimpered as he continued to pump her full. "I can feel it filling me up!"
When Harry finally stopped cumming, they both stood there panting, still joined together. Carefully, he pulled out, and they both watched as a thick stream of his cum immediately began leaking from her well-fucked pussy.
"That was..." Hermione began, then trailed off, seemingly at a loss for words for the first time in her life.
"Incredible," Harry finished for her, tucking his spent cock back into his trousers. "Who knew Hermione Granger was such an exhibitionist?"
She blushed furiously but couldn't deny it. "I... I never knew I'd like it so much. Being caught like that, having her see me being such a..." She swallowed hard. "Such a slut for your cock."
Harry grinned, pulling her in for a much gentler kiss. "Well, now we know. And I have to say, I fucking loved seeing this side of you."
He started leading her back toward the main area when Hermione suddenly stopped, looking down at the floor.
"Harry... my thong," she said, seeing the discarded fabric on the hallway floor. She could still feel his cum slowly dripping from her pussy and down her thighs.
Harry's grin turned wicked. "Leave it. You wanted it dripping out of you, didn't you? Let everyone see what a properly fucked witch looks like."
Hermione's pussy clenched at his words, already eager for more despite being thoroughly satisfied. This strip club was awakening parts of her she never knew existed, and she was loving every filthy second of it.
Disclaimer: Harry returns to Hogwarts to complete his seventh year after defeating Voldemort. All characters in this story are consenting adults (18+).
