Chapter 239: Qualifications (Hermione Granger from Harry Potter)

A nervous expression passes over Hermione's face when she steps in front of the classroom. She dresses in a button up white blouse with the first couple of buttons undone. Her tie hangs down enticingly against the cleavage her blouse shows. The plaid skirt she rises up and shows her lovely legs covered in a pair of white stockings. A pair of glasses slide slightly down the bridge of her nose and her hair ties back in a ponytail. Hermione sits down on the dress while crossing her legs.

"Ms. Granger. Thanks for coming."

"I wouldn't miss this meeting for the world, Professor Potter," Hermione says. "I think that I've put in the work necessary to become the Head Girl and I'm confident that I can excel to the standards this school expects for their leaders."

Harry smiles at the girl. "Well, your resume and your qualifications speak well for yourself, Ms. Granger. However, I do have a couple of concerns about whether or not you're completely qualified. Grades are just one element to what makes a good Head."

"Sir, I can do whatever you want me to," Hermione says. "I've been working for this for seven years. Just let me prove myself. I want to do good for this school, sir."

Those green eyes lock onto Hermione's from the other side. She shivers from the sheer force of presence Harry Potter gets her. She cannot help and stare into those eyes because they are hypnotic.

"I wonder if you're willing to do anything, truthfully," Harry tells her. "Are you completely dedicated and qualified to be the Head Girl of my school?"

"Yes, sir," Hermione says. "I will do whatever you want me to. You just tell me."

"Kiss me."

Hermione gives the slightest pause, but only for a second. She moves closer to Harry and locks lips with the handsome Headmaster. His fingers lock against Hermione's back and then kiss her. His hand shifts down to grope her ass every so slightly and then run down the side of her legs.

She goes from being a reluctant party in this kiss to really enjoying the kiss. And Harry really pushes his tongue into her throat. Hermione accepts his tongue like a good little submissive. Harry really holds himself around her and then pushes back from her.

"It's a start," Harry says. "Your kiss got me intrigued."

Hermione's eyes dart down to come face to face with the huge bulge in Harry's pants. Her hand reaches out on instinct and starts to rub it.

"That looks painful," Hermione says. "Why don't I help you out of those pants, sir?"

She pulls Harry's pants down after he nods. Those boxers stretch out and show that Harry is either well endowed or keeps a rather large beater's bat in his trousers. Hermione pushes against Harry's mighty endowment and pulls them down. His lengthy spear shoots out of nowhere and comes just inches away from striking Hermione in the face. Hermione catches it in her hand.

"Prove yourself," Harry tells her.

"Sir?"

"Prove your skills as the Head Girl," Harry says. "I want you to see if you are worthy of being a good head and the only way to do that is to prove that you can give good head."

Those eyes widen and Hermione wonders how in the world she can fit that huge cock inside of her mouth. She endeavors to try and drop down to the ground. Hermione wraps her hands around Harry's massive length. She barely fits it in her hand when pulling up and down on it. The cock springs back and strikes Hermione against the lips.

"Take it all in, Ms. Granger."

"You're so big, Professor," Hermione says in awe.

She grabs on Harry's cock and then slides it against her lips. She tastes the first few inches of his cock head and it slides a bit deeper into her mouth. Harry holds the back of Hermione's head and eases the length closer to her lips. Her throat opens up and willingly takes the cock in her throat which almost chokes her out. Harry holds onto the back of Hermione's head and then thrusts deep into her throat.

Finally, Harry's cock submerges inside of Hermione's mouth a good portion of the way. She opens and closes her lips around his hard cock. It pushes into the back of her throat.

The delightful sounds of Hermione gagging on his prick only spurs Harry on to shove his length into the back of her throat even further. She takes a good portion of his length.

"You may be qualified yet, Ms. Granger," Harry tells her. "Keep sucking on my cock. I want to feel your warm mouth until I'm ready to give you your gift."

Hermione reaches her hand up and cups his balls. The heavy weight of the throbbing balls in her hand makes Hermione only more excited to feel his cum burying down her throat.

Harry holds onto her ponytail while driving into her face. Her glasses dangle and Harry pushes them back onto Hermione's face. Twelve inches of thick cock pushes deep into the back of Hermione's mouth. She stretches around Harry and releases him.

"I'm getting close," Harry says. "Good girl. Keep squeezing my balls."

Her warm mouth clamps down onto Hermione. She takes him deep into her throat as much as possible. Thankfully, a little charm allows her throat to expand just enough to take more of Harry's cock while her throat remains throat.

The soon to be head girl proves she's worthy of that moniker by giving Harry head. Harry pushes his way deep inside of her mouth and finally, there's too much warmth for him to handle.

Splatters of semen rocket down Hermione's mouth. She thinks she's done after the first few blasts. Harry's still erupting cock slips out of her mouth and hits Hermione directly in the face, covering her chin and glasses with obscenely thick globs of cum.

"And I don't have anything to wipe them off with," Hermione bemoans.

"Proper Head Girls improvise."

Hermione nods and slides her glasses off. She locks eyes to Harry and then slurps Harry's seed off of her glasses. Her tongue slides against the glasses and cleans them off while she maintains a steady level of eye contact to Harry.

Harry keeps his eyes on the slutty student on her knees. Hermione feeds on his cum which brings his cock up completely and ready to go. Another button on her blouse comes undone, purely by accident of course. More of Hermione's large breasts threaten to spill out of her shirt for Harry's consumption.

"All clean."

Without another word, Harry tears her blouse off from the rest of them. Hermione jumps back in astonishment with Harry pulling her bra off. Hermione's breasts pop out. They are nice, round, and perky, not to mention more than a handful. His hands cup Hermione's large knockers and give them a squeeze.

"You have nice breasts," Harry tells her. "I'm going to make them mine."

"Sir, what does this have to do with me being Head Girl?" Hermione asks.

The question fades away with Harry grabbing her chest. Hermione whips her head back as Harry now reaches his free hand down to her skirt and slides it down. Her black panties reveal themselves. They soak out to the crotch with Harry pulling them down to reveal her wet bare pussy.

"That's beautiful."

Hermione makes a delightful sound when Harry shoves his fingers deep inside of her. His cock slaps against Hermione's thigh to make her jump up in pleasure. Her thighs part, even more, to feel his cock rubbing against her. Harry pushes her down onto the best.

Every inch of Hermione's lovely body calls out to him. Her leg lifts up to wrap around Harry. Harry holds forward and cups her chest to jiggle them.

"And to answer your question, I need to test the suppleness of your breasts and make sure there are no endowment enhancement spells on them," Harry tells her. "Large natural breasts are a sign of magical prowess and I need my Head Girl to be able to be stronger than the rest."

Hermione's eyes glaze over with Harry's strong hands working over her breasts. A couple of touches drive her completely nuts. Her legs open and she wants Harry's cock.

"Fuck, I'm so wet," Hermione breaths.

"Language," Harry tells her with a smile.

Those balls are now grinding up against her along with his cock. Hermione cannot believe he's riling her up this much. Her pussy calls out for the hard fucking she thinks it deserves. Harry manipulates her breasts.

Every inch of Hermione's body obeys Harry's touch. Hermione rolls her hips back up off of the bed. The tip of his cock comes an inch away from sliding against Hermione's hole before pulling completely out of her. Harry holds her back onto the bed.

"I'm going to fuck your pretty little brains out."

"We'll be here for a while then, sir," Hermione says.

"Confidence. A good attribute!"

The fact Harry abuses his authority to get her in this position only serves to turn Hermione on. His hard cock slides against Hermione's wet entrance and this time takes the deeper plunge onto him. Her eyes bug out at the size. There's no part of her insides which are untouched by at least a part of Harry's cock and to her, it's one of the best feelings in the entire world.

"Good!" Hermione mewls in Harry's ear. "It's really good!"

Her nails dig deep into Harry's wrist the further he slides against her. Hermione's moist opening opens up and then takes his cock inside of her. Harry grunts when filling up Hermione.

Hermione's stocking clad legs wrap around Harry's waist and then slide down. Her shoes come off and her soft souls dig into Harry's ass. Harry holds onto her and plunges down into her body. She fills completely up on Harry's cock with his balls slapping against her.

"You're willing to withstand anything," Harry says. "You are well on your way to being Head Girl."

"Good to know, sir," Hermione lets out. "Oh, bloody hell, this feels so good!"

Harry slams his cock deep inside of her body. Her breasts dance enticingly and Harry reaches over to grab the chesty witch. Her third magical maturity ends up treating Hermione to something special, large supple breasts and a nice juicy butt, delicious curves as far as the eyes can see. Beautiful sensual legs, curly brown hair, and eyes which glaze over in passion.

Hermione truly turns into the beautiful butterfly after spending most of her life as an ugly caterpillar. His thick cock works its way inside of her tightening cunt. She clenches around Harry and he pulls pretty much all the way out of her. Twelve inches of meaty cock drives inside of her body.

"Feels so good! It feels so go very good! I'm going to cum!"

Her handsome headmaster drives his thick rod down inside of her clutching pussy. Every time Harry touches her, it brings more lustful moans from Hermione. She succumbs to the only authority which is worth following. Harry's monster of a cock, which burrows its way into Hermione's snatch and releases her with a series of loud and passionate moans.

"One more time," Harry tells her.

"Mmm, yeah baby," Hermione agrees with her mouth hanging halfway open in drool. "Stuff my pussy full of that big cock and wreck me!"

Harry does as the lady asks and pounds her tight cunt. Her stretching wet pussy ensnared his cock in a warm and willing sheath. He leaves marks down on Hermione by the force of his balls. She rises up, each curve more enticing than the last. Harry holds her nipples and pinches them.

A breath lets out of Hermione as her pretty pussy receives an endless pounding. Harry's balls keep drilling her and making her rise up. The hunger only increases all over her rising form. Her tightening cunt clutches Harry and releases him.

"Go ahead and let it out. Don't you dare hold back."

Hermione obeys her Headmaster and gives a sensual scream from him. Harry slows down the tempo just enough for her to feel every second of her orgasm. The cascading waves crash down on Hermione and drive Harry deep inside of her.

Her back presses against the desk. Hermione's most certainly going to feel sore in the morning considering the rough fucking into the desk. She cares very little about this because this feels so good. Hermione's arms and legs wrap around Harry to keep the handsome Headmaster fucking her pussy and fucking it hard.

"Don't hold back either," Hermione breaths.

Nails dig into Harry's back. She's like an animal in heat. The only thing that matters is Harry's cock, which is an attitude which will serve her very well. Harry pulls out of her and rubs her tender lips before driving deep inside of Hermione. The large cock slams deep into Hermione and makes her hips shoot up. Harry holds her hips and repeatedly plows her down onto the ground.

"Fuck me hard!" Hermione yells.

"What do you think that we're doing?"

"Sir, I want you to treat me like your own personal cum dump," Hermione breaths. "Oh, my pussy, it's yours. My tits, my ass, anything that you can grab. It's also yours. I'll give myself to you anytime! Anytime you want to stick that fucking cock in something, I'll let you stick it anywhere!"

"Deadly words, Ms. Granger," Harry warns her.

They slam together on the desk. Her jiggling breasts receive a full assault from Harry and his mouth. His hands clutch her chest and give them a very nice squeeze. Hermione rolls her hips back up off of the desk and takes them.

Hermione shakes all over with the effects of a well-earned orgasm. Every roll and every touch drives Hermione constantly through the edge. She is not sure how much more she can retake. Determination, with a little help of magic, spurs Hermione on.

Twelve inches of well-endowed manhood spikes its way.

"I'm getting close," Harry warns her.

"Keep going," Hermione says. "Put your cum inside me. I need a real man's cum inside of my pussy! Please, sir!"

Harry rams his hard cock deeper inside of Hermione and stretches her completely out. Her thighs shake the further Harry plows inside of her. He receives a lurch and then smashes deep inside of Hermione. The glasses dangle off of her face, her hair comes out of her ponytail, and a constant look of arousal just plasters her face.

She looks dead sexy and really fuckable. And Harry just has to fuck her. She allows Harry to use her pussy as his own personal cum dump and Harry feels foolish if he turns down such an enticing offer. Twelve inches of hard cock slides in and releases his cum into her body.

Hermione clutches his back and a constant barrage of cum spills inside of her body. Her insides tingle and two more orgasms and the start of a start of a third one greet Hermione as Harry keeps filling her up.

It oozes out of her even after Harry pulls out of her.

"You more than meet our qualifications, Ms. Granger. I expect you in my office every night at nine."

"I'll be there, sir," Hermione says with a smile.

Hermione sits up and wraps her arms around Harry's neck and leans in with a kiss.

"So, Harry, what are doing tomorrow night?" Hermione asks.

"The same thing we do every night, Mia," Harry tells her.

The name Harry only is allowed to call her causes Hermione to break into a smile. "Try and take over the world?"

"No," Harry tells her. "Fuck your brains out until you're a drooling mess. Given that you're still coherent, I guess I'm going to have to try again."

Hermione gives Harry a cheeky grin. "Troz."

End.