A Mother's Favor (Part 3)(Exclusive)

A Mother’s Favor

Part 3

Hermione blew water from her soft, pink lips as she dipped her head underneath the shower spray. The warm water felt wonderful against her bare skin. Her mother often complained about her using up all of the hot water, but she couldn’t help it. That was probably why she always strived to be the first to take a shower. Thankfully, her mother had left early that morning to run the daily errands. By the time Hermione hopped into the shower, the water heater had had plenty of time to refill.

Her body shivered as she accidentally left the spray of water. The chilly morning air caused goosebumps to erupt over her smooth skin. Immediately, she jumped back into the water and closed her eyes, relishing the sensation of the hot water dripping down the middle of her back. She was so out of it that she didn’t hear the door open. She didn’t hear someone undress, and she definitely didn’t hear someone step into the shower behind her. She did, however, feel when masculine hands slipped around her belly and pulled her close. Her loud squeak of fright echoed even louder in the small, tiled shower.

“Shit, Hermione,” Harry hissed. “You’re going to blow out my eardrums!” he complained, rubbing his sore ears.

“You scared me!” Hermione scowled at him and turned around. It was then that she remembered that she was in the shower … with a boy … and both of them were completely naked.

“Harry!” she squealed in embarrassment, trying her best to cover herself up. Sadly for her, there were too many things to cover and not enough hands. Even when she turned her back to hide her body, Harry took the time to look down and check out her perky ass as water dripped down her smooth and graceful back. “I’m naked!” she cried out. Harry rolled his eyes.

“As people tend to be while in the shower,” he told her as he got closer and let some of the spray hit his body. Hermione couldn’t help but look down. She gulped when she spotted his magnificent cock, half-erect and continuing to grow. She was speechless as it inflated to full size. She looked away in complete embarrassment, her cheeks burning red.

“B-But why are you in here?” she asked as she still tried to cover up.

“To take a shower, of course,” Harry stated the obvious.

“But I’m in here!” she declared, also stating the obvious.

“I know,” he told her, enjoying the warm water.

“Harry!” she huffed. Harry chuckled.

“Your mother said that you always use up the water. So I figured that I would get some of that hot water while it was still available,” he told her. “Now turn around and let me wash your back.”

Hermione yelped when he turned her around and began to soap up her naked back. She wanted to yell at him, but the sensation of his hands massaging the soap into her wet skin was too good to pass up. While she was still embarrassed, she slowly gained confidence in the situation. She gained enough that when his soapy hands slipped around her belly and moved up to her breasts, she moaned deeply. Her legs nearly gave out as he lathered up her bare tits.

Harry smirked into the back of her head as he felt her body tremble and jerk around in pleasure as he pinched and tugged at her hard, crinkled nipples. “Sounds like you’re enjoying yourself,” he teased her when her moans became more prevalent. One of his hands moved down over her smooth belly. She mewled when he used his finger to toy with her belly button.

“It feels nice,” she shuddered and began slowly grinding her naked ass on his raging erection.

“Arms up,” he commanded. Instantly, her arms were over her head. Harry gathered more soap onto his hands and slid them up and down her arms, slathering them in suds. His fingertips brushed over her smooth underarms which made her tingle and throb between her legs. Hermione crossed her legs at the ankles and subtly tried to rub her thighs together to help relieve the intense need that had arisen. Harry’s hands moved down over her perky tits, down her smooth and slim belly, and over her hips. Her body spasmed when his palms caressed her soapy thighs. As his fingers brushed over her bald mound, Hermione squeaked and started squirming uncontrollably.

“It looks as if you need a bit of relief,” he stated wisely. “Would you like some help with that?” he asked quietly, placing a soft kiss on her bare shoulder. Hermione gasped as his lips touched her skin.

“Yes, please!” she cried out, wanting anything that he was willing to give.

“Open your legs a bit,” he told her. Hermione complied immediately. She obviously thought that he was going to use his hand. It’s what any reasonable girl would think. However, Hermione wasn’t ready for his massive, veiny rod to burst through the crevice in her slightly opened legs. Looking down, she squeaked and jumped as he forced her thighs shut around him.

‘He’s so freaking huge that it looks like I have my own penis!’ she thought to herself as she watched him grab ahold of her flared hips. Indeed, she was correct. At least four or five inches of hard, throbbing cock was erupting from her body just below her delicate mound. She couldn’t see it, but her taut lips were hotdogging his fat cock, so that when he finally pulled back and thrust forward, her clit was being constantly rubbed by his soapy shaft.

“H-Holy shit!” Hermione cried out, using a rare curse word. Harry laughed happily at that. Hermione’s eyes twitched as she leaned forward a bit, placing her hands against the shower wall. She clenched her legs even tighter, wanting to increase the incredible pleasure that she was already feeling. Harry pulled back and thrust forward again. Her clit rubbed against the length of his mighty rod, sending pulses of pleasure up and down her spine. Her fingers pawed at the tiled wall, trying desperately to grab anything that she could squeeze. Harry didn’t care that she was feeling too much pleasure. He didn’t care about what she needed. He only cared about using her taut, teenage body for his own pleasure. Hermione was just along for the ride. Within moments, Harry was furiously fucking her wet and soapy thighs, and her poor, abused clit was taking the brunt of his onslaught. Hermione bent over even more and rested her forehead against the cool wall. Her whorish cries of pleasure reverberated loudly around the bathroom and echoed in her own head. She had never made those sounds before, not even when Lily introduced her to magically enchanted dildos. Hermione had been too shy to use them to their full effect but now look at her. ‘I feel like such a slut!’ she thought as she wished Harry’s cock would accidentally slip upward and claim her unused pussy. At the moment, he was furiously spearing between her plump folds, which was more than good enough to make her toes curl.

“H-Harry! Something’s happening!” she choked out through her uncontrollable shuddering. Her knees began to shake, and she was afraid that she might collapse. It felt as if she needed to pee. Hermione let out a crooning wail of pleasure as pussy juice sloshed out of her contracting cunt and splashed all over his thrusting cock. Her body bucked as she felt another spray leave her incredibly sensitive pussy. Harry’s hips never stopped moving until finally, Hermione couldn’t take any more. She collapsed onto the floor of the shower, sitting there on her butt and breathing heavily. When she saw Harry’s cock coming toward her, all she could do was open her mouth and take him in.

Hermione hummed as she did her best to suck him to completion. Luckily for her, he was already close. He pulled out and began stroking his cock. “Open up!”

Hermione opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out just in time for a thick rope of sticky, white cum to squirt right into her mouth. As it hit the back of her throat, she tried not to choke, but it was no use. She began coughing as she swallowed his glob of spunk, all the while, Harry continued to spurt cum all over her face and hair. Once she was done coughing, Harry softly grabbed her by the chin and tilted her head up. Another rope of cum hit her in the face. Hermione sat there with cum running down her cheeks and lips as Harry repeatedly tapped the head of his cock on her face to knock out the last drops of cum.

“Whew!” Harry huffed in glee. “That was brilliant!” he happily told her. Hermione’s body was still spasming occasionally, but eventually, Harry pulled her to her feet and helped wash her up. When they were both clean, they dried off, got dressed, and went back to her room to wait for Emma to come back.

Hermione was trying her best to put what had just happened out of her mind for the time being. She didn’t want to get horny again, because she might not be able to control her hormones the next time they flared up. She laid face down on her bed while trying to read a book, but unfortunately for her, Harry was killing time by caressing the backs of her silky, smooth thighs. The sensation made her body tingle in all the right places. Harry had made her put on a cute, little summer dress. She didn’t have the heart to deny his request when he told her that she looked really sexy in it. Hermione wanted to look sexy for him after all. However, Harry being the pervert that he was, demanded that she not wear any panties underneath it. Now she was laying on her belly while Harry’s hand slowly scooted the hem of her already short dress higher up the backs of her thighs until the bottoms of her perky cheeks were exposed. She bit her bottom lip cutely while trying to ignore what was going on. A shuddering breath left her lovely lips as his hand began to massage her cheeks. Harder and harder he kneaded her cheeks. Not wanting to admit that it felt good, she closed her eyes and tried to think about something less pleasurable. However, when his fingers slid between her cheeks and touched her asshole, she couldn’t hold her tongue any longer.

“Harry!” she cried out scandalized. “Don’t touch that!” By that point, she was beyond embarrassed.

“But what if you like it?” he teased her, adding more pressure to his finger. She squeaked when the tip of his finger forced her hole open. His finger pushed forward until he was buried up to his first knuckle. Hermione buried her burning red face into her blanket and bit down. Harry did notice that she opened her legs slightly. He smiled wickedly. “That’s a good girl,” he praised her and felt her shiver under his touch when he lovingly rubbed the small of her back with his free hand.

His finger slid in deeper and deeper until it was fully in. He teased her by wiggling it, causing her to squeak. He slowly pulled it back until only the tip of his finger was in. He gently pushed it back in. He continued doing this, increasing his tempo slowly with every thrust. Soon after, Hermione was moaning like a whore as he finger-fucked her asshole for the first time. “Play with your clit,” Harry told her. Hermione’s hand instantly slid underneath her. Within seconds, she was rapidly stroking her hard clit with her fingers while Harry worked her ass. It didn’t take long before she came again. As she was cumming, they heard the front door open. Hermione squealed in panic, even as she came. Harry pulled his finger from her ass.

Hermione yelped as she was turned onto her back. Harry forced her legs open, exposing her very damp pussy. “Harry! What are you …?” she got out before Harry shushed her.

“I’m cleaning you up. Do you want your mum to smell how wet your pussy is?” he smirked as he caressed her skin. Hermione blushed madly and didn’t say anything as Harry lowered his head and began to give her cumming pussy a tongue bath.