Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 10 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 10

... acknowledged with a dip of his head. Blaise Zabini returned it with one of his own. "Good summer, Draco?" he asked. Malfoy shrugged. "Eh, could be better." There was a stretching pause, before the pair of them smiled and burst into laughter. Blaise threw an arm around Draco, pulling him into a roguish embrace. "Good to see you mate" he spoke loudly. "I assume your father has kept you in the loop?" Malfoy grinned, wryly. "More than in the loop, Blaise. He doesn't like me kept in the dark, as you well know." Both Blaise and Pansy looked at him with interest. "Well?" Pansy asked. "What's going on?" Draco looked left and right, before facing them and saying "This isn't, ah, corridor news, if you know what I mean. I'll tell you more soon enough." They all caught his drift, and the five of them carried on towards the Slytherin common room. When they were near it, Malfoy held Pansy back. "You go on" he called to the others. "We'll be a minute." Blaise threw him a knowing look, before smirking and stepping into stride next to Goyle. Pansy was looking at him with heated anticipation. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with obvious lust. "I've waited all summer for this, Pansy" he told her. She gasped as his hands found their way to her ass and squeezed hard. She looked left and right quickly. They were in a now deserted corridor in the dungeons. But not for long. Draco took her hand and led her a couple of doors down to what they both knew to be a small broom cupboard. Just ...

... before a crowd of bustling first years rounded the corner, they both slipped inside and came to a stop a few feet in. Malfoy didn't have to say a word. Both of them knew just how this relationship worked. Pansy started slowly sliding her robes off her shoulders, and they fell to the floor in a thick grey bundle. Next came her cardigan, unbuttoned delicately by her trembling hands and tossed aside. Then she started slowly taking off her blouse. Malfoy had leant back against the wall, simply watching and admiring as she performed for him. It was a power trip, and one that he'd got his fix of every few hours during the last school year. He wasn't going to stop now. She had finished unbuttoning her blouse, and it slipped off her shoulders to reveal her tight teen body beneath. Pansy was smoking, with long slender legs that she never failed to accentuate and cute perky tits that were just enough to keep any man happy. She knew she was no model. But Malfoy was practically salivating by the time she had slid out of her skirt and tights. She was left in only her underwear and school tie, just the way he liked her. She'd worn a skimpy set, just in case the evening went the way she wanted. And boy, was it just. The waiting over, Draco approached her and the two started to make out like their lives depended on it. He was groping every inch of her body he could reach, and Pansy could feel his rock hard bulge prodding her hip. It excited her to no end, knowing that she would soon have Draco ...