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A Life for Three	By : WerewolfWarrior Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 161402 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter List
- 1-A Life for Three
- 2-Seducing a Pansy
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- 2
Hermione sighed sadly as she watched Harry and Ginny sitting in a comfortable nook of the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry brushed his hand softly across Ginny’s neck and the redhead sighed happily. He leaned over and whispered something into Ginny’s ear. Ginny giggled.
Hermione looked away.
***
A year ago
“Hermione,” Ron told her with a sigh, “I didn’t know… if you’d told me before… I…”
“It’s okay, Ron,” Hermione said, “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you earlier. I guess I just wanted… something more.”
“And I’m sure you’ll find something more with a special someone, Hermione,” Ron said, “But it can’t be me. I just can’t. I’m sorry.”
Hermione nodded sadly as Ron walked away, leaving her in the classroom they had been sequestered in. Ron had just dumped her – sure, he had been a bit gentle about it, but he had dumped her. And it felt absolutely heart-rending.
They had been through thick and thin. Through horcruxes and the fall of Voldemort. And here they were, in their adventure-free seventh year, and Ron had dumped her. She felt wretched. All because of one vital defect that she had been born with.
***
Present day
Hermione looked up from her Potions homework and watched with narrowed eyes as Lavender approached Ron. The Weasley boy looked up at the blonde with a smile and beckoned her over.
Hermione sighed. She supposed it was about time for the blonde girl to move in; after all, she and Ron had broken up over a year ago. And anyway, she was over him – now, her eye was on someone else. She had been attracted to that someone else before, but she had always considered him way above her league. But now, after Ron, apart from that one defect, she was sure she was very attractive. She had the biggest bust in Gryffindor tower and a fantastic ass to boot. It was just…
She sighed and looked with longing upon the new object of her desire. High angular cheekbones – so feminine, yet conveying so much strength, framed a set of thin red lips above a strong chin. A wiry, athletic, lithe, masculine body. And the eyes – mesmerizingly green – that seemed to peer into her very soul. Messy black hair that she’d just love to run her hands through. Strong hands that comforted and consoled as they hugged her. Oh yes, she was completely and utterly attracted to Harry Potter – but more than that, she suspected she loved him.
The problem? The redhead that was now pulling him away and out of the Common Room. Hermione had to admit – Ginny had an amazing figure that women would die for. Petite, as opposed to her curves. Amazon, as opposed to her Gaia. Perky tits as opposed to her heavy breasts. And all woman.
She stood up with a scowl and walked out of the Common Room immediately after Harry and Ginny half-ran (and half-slobbered over each other, much to her chagrin) through the Fat Lady’s portrait.
She kept walking through the brightly lit corridor. As Head Girl for the last year, she did not really have to obey the curfew rules.
And that was when she heard… sounds.
Moaning and groaning and the slapping of flesh. She gasped and moved closer to the source of the sounds. It was a classroom. Specifically, the Transfiguration classroom. For a moment, she was horrified as she contemplated the idea that it could be McGonagall of all people in there. But then she perished the thought. McGonagall wouldn’t be in the Transfiguration classroom any more. Seeing as how she was now Headmistress. And the new teacher didn’t really seem like the type that would use the classroom for nefarious purposes.
Despite herself, she opened the classroom door ever so slightly, casting a quick Silencio to muffle the sound of the door. And peeked.
***
“Ginny?” Harry gasped, as the petite redhead pushed him up against the teacher’s desk, “What are you doing?”
He moaned as Ginny bit her lower lip and ever so slowly trailed a hand up his thigh, her fingers skimming lightly over the fabric of his pants. Her other hand snuck behind him and cupped his left buttock. She squeezed.
“Mmmm,” Ginny purred, “I want you, Harry.” She traced her hand sensually up to his crotch.
“But you already have me love,” Harry said, trying to ignore what her hands were doing to him.
“I… want you,” she said as she kissed him softly, “I want… all of you.” She trailed kisses down his neck to his bare chest – his shirt lay crumpled on the desk – and sucked one of his nipples. Harry groaned and squeezed Ginny’s bra-clad breasts. They felt soft and filled his hands perfectly.
“I want… you…” Ginny murmured as she popped his nipple out of her mouth, “To claim me.”
She abruptly knelt before him and pulled his pants down, trapping his knees together. Powerful thigh muscles came into view.
Harry gasped in surprise as Ginny suddenly staggered back.
“What… what is that?” she asked frantically, her voice high-pitched.
Harry was entirely confused as he slumped back against the desk. “What is what?” he asked.
“No way,” Ginny said, her voice still high-pitched, “No way that’s the real thing!”
Harry looked down, confused, at his erection, straining against his boxer shorts. “I assure you,” Harry said, aroused and frustrated, “It certainly is.”
Tentatively, Ginny crawled up to him and ever so slowly pulled his shorts down. His massive penis sprung up eagerly, mushroom head glistening with pre-cum. Massive balls hanging beneath. Ginny had never seen anything like it – granted, she had only seen one other penis before (Dean’s in the few blowjobs she had given him), but that was absolutely nothing compared to this monster. Her mouth went dry and she swallowed.
She slowly cupped one of his balls and tried to grasp his cock in one hand. Her small fingers couldn’t completely encircle it. There was no way she could take this in her mouth. Harry watched, stunned, as a girl touched his penis for the first time. Ginny was just staring at it.
“Ginny,” Harry moaned. The redhead looked up at him, her brown eyes still stunned. He reached across tentatively and buried his fingers in her hair.
Then he pulled. Slowly… ever so slowly, Ginny drew closer and closer, her stunned eyes still looking into his. And then, just as her chin was about to bump his lower head, she snapped her own head down, coming face to face with his glans.
She held his penis with both hands, her left around his base and the right just above it. Half his penis still spilled out of her hand. She still couldn’t believe how big he was. She tentatively reached her tongue out and softly licked right at the tip of his head. Harry moaned.
Ginny suddenly become more enthused and started licking all around his head, kissing and lapping. Her soft, wet tongue encircled his throbbing lower head – this time, Harry did not make a sound and watched with rapt attention as his girlfriend lathered the tip of his cock with saliva.
The redhead then opened her mouth and kissed the tip, right at the urethra. Her lips slowly reached around it as her tongue lathered his opening with all of its attention. And then she looked up at him with wide eyes as she slowly stuffed the head of his one-eyed monster into her mouth.
Harry tried to stop himself – he really did – but the sight of his girlfriend stuffing her face with his penis was just too much. He moaned, and loudly at that. And then Ginny tried to stuff even more of his penis inside her mouth – she reached almost halfway, her tongue lapping away all around, wherever it could reach, before she hit the back of her throat and she gagged. She drew away, choking and spitting all over his cock.
Harry could not get enough of that – the feeling of his cock stuffed in her hot, slippery throat, her hot, wet tongue working wonders across his skin, was just too much. He grabbed the girl and stuffed his penis right back in.
Ginny gave out a muffled scream as her perky breasts hit his thigh and his monster was stuffed down her throat. She tried to push off his legs, but Harry held her down. She choked and gasped until tears were running down her eyes. And just before her vision started blurring, Harry pulled at her hair and drew her off again.
He twisted her hair, snapping her eyes up to gaze into his and saw nothing but confusion and strangely… a smile on her face. She’s loving this, he thought, she loves being mine.
And he pulled her right back in. This time, he pushed her halfway down his cock and rapidly pulled her back; and right before she could pull all the way off, he pulled her back down again. She was bobbing up and down his penis, spitting and choking and gagging all over his shaft, and he was loving it. Apparently, so was she.
His head kept pushing up against the back of her throat, and Ginny felt like she was on a strange plane – that was occupied by nothing other than the feeling of his shaft being forced into a wet, tight orifice… her own. She lathered all of his penis her tongue could reach, trapped as it was between his massive shaft and her own small mouth, as she bobbed up and down, drawing her cheeks inwards and slurping and weaving her tongue around his spongy head as she went up and then drawing her tongue back and choking down his dick.
“You little slut,” Harry moaned. Ginny tried to reply, but seeing as how her tongue was forced against her lower mouth by his penis pumping upwards, all she could do was scream in an inarticulate fashion and Harry laughed.
Harry loved this feeling. Ginny’s mouth was everywhere and all around at once – this was so much better than his own hand. It was bliss – a wet, dirty blowjob, but bliss, nonetheless.
***
Hermione was furious. Hermione was aroused. Hermione hated. Hermione loved.
But most of all, she absolutely envied the petite redhead inside the room right now. Little slut, Hermione thought, she has no idea what to do with Harry.
And as Ginny went to town on Harry’s cock, Hermione decided she couldn’t take all of this anymore. She could not remember feeling more horny ever, and she needed some of the action the little Weasley slut was getting (she could not think of Ginny as just… Ginny, right now). So Hermione did what was possibly the most impulsive act of her teenage years.
She pulled out her wand, pushed it through the door, pointed it in Ginny’s direction and thought, Petrificus Totalus.
Ginny froze just as she pulled off Harry’s cock once again, a strand of spit connecting her lower lip to his mushroom head, and slumped right into his crotch. Harry’s eyes, which were closed up to this point in bliss, now snapped open and looked utterly confused at the sensation of Ginny’s chin resting on his balls.
And then the door to the room snapped shut and Harry’s eyes snapped towards the entrance.
Hermione Granger had entered the room.
***
In retrospect, Hermione would think much later, it was a really stupid thing to do. It was an almost comical, yet such an erotic sight she stepped in to – Ginny’s face nuzzled Harry’s enormous cock as she slumped against him, her eyes frozen in surprise and looking straight at Hermione. Her chin rested against Harry’s ostrich-egg-sized balls as his spit-coated penis lay draped across her right cheek, its bulbous, glistening tip peeking out over her hair.
Hermione waved her wand again and Ginny floated across the room to the wall. The bushy-haired bookworm sashayed across the room as Harry watched her in dumb fascination. He was frozen, despite that fact that his girlfriend was under the Body-Bind across the room.
Hermione giggled a bit and pointed her wand at herself. Her top and bra vanished. Double-D sized tits swung out eagerly, nipples hard and ready to play. Harry’s eyes automatically gazed down. Hermione smiled.
“’Mione,” Harry suddenly croaked, trying to come to his senses, “This… Ron…”
Hermione did not stop as she drew closer to him. “Ron broke up with me a year ago, Harry,” she said, sighing, “Plus, I have my eyes on someone else now.” The way she said that last sentence made it quite clear who the someone else was.
“Ginny…” Harry said as Hermione drew level with him. Harry was slumped against the teacher’s desk – a bit too high for him to sit on without pushing up against it - so his head was now level with Hermione’s heavy breasts. She pushed up against him and Harry’s tongue involuntarily crawled out as he made contact with her right nipple. The busty bookworm gasped as Harry’s mouth complete encircled her nipple, munching on her right breast. His left hand rose up automatically to cup her underboob as he weighed her breast in his hand.
And then, just as his penis – that was standing at attention (please let it be because of Ginny’s blowjob, thought Harry, as opposed to these enormous, luscious, heaving breasts) – was about to make contact with Hermione’s crotch, he seemed to snap to his senses and pushed her away.
Hermione staggered back a bit, and then drew up.
“Hermione,” Harry said as firmly as he could under the circumstances, “I…”
He unsheathed his own wand, which was strapped to a wand holster on his left arm and waved it in Ginny’s direction. Hermione had her own wand still in her hand though and she managed to block most of his spell.
Ginny remained bound under the Body-Bind spell, but her face seemed to come loose. Her body remained bound, but she could speak now.
“You bitch!” the redhead spat at Hermione, “You utter bitch! How dare you...”
“Harry!” Hermione said, turning to Harry desperately, her breasts jiggling, “I love you!”
There was a moment of silence – Harry had no idea what to say and Ginny was incredulous at the sudden confession.
And then, Ginny laughed. A shrill, high-pitched, knowing laugh that made Hermione grit her teeth.
“He won’t go for you, Hermione,” Ginny said smugly, “Ron told me. There’s no way Harry could get over it either.”
Harry looked befuddled. “Ron… told… what? What’s going on?”
Ginny’s head turned to him. “Hermione, here,” Ginny said as she jerked her head in Hermione’s direction, “She has a condition. A rare condition that certain witches are born with.”
Harry looked at Hermione and then his eyebrows furrowed in concern. Hermione was strangely touched – that concern was his first reaction, even in this situation, to a declaration of a potential medical condition concerning her.
“It’s not contagious or life-threatening,” Hermione said, “Don’t worry, Harry.”
“No, not terminal, in that way,” Ginny added derisively, “Harry, you do not want any of that.”
“I’m confused,” Harry said – this entire situation seemed so weird to him. He would not be surprised if he woke up right now and realized this was a very strange dream. Here he was, with a dwindling erection, trying to make sense of a situation involving a topless Hermione Granger and a bound (and nude) Ginny Weasley.
Come to think of it, Harry thought, he was attracted to Hermione – who wouldn’t be? Those curves would make anyone swoon. And he had thought Ron was an absolute idiot for letting go of that. Granted, Ron had replaced Hermione with the very busty Lavender (possibly the best-looking girl in Gryffindor – but Hermione was very close to first place herself) – but wasn’t there something to be said for how attractive Hermione’s prodigious intellect was?
Which wasn’t to say he was not satisfied with Ginny Weasley. He supposed he was just being a very horny teenage boy – but now that Hermione had confessed her love to him… he was genuinely torn. Not very loyal or moral of him, but how could he brush Hermione away? She was as natural a part of his life as breathing, at this point. More so than Ginny, he thought guiltily.
But he was concerned by all this talk of a condition.
“I… don’t understand,” Harry said. “What is this condition? Why did Ron break up with you, Hermione?”
“Venusian Arenensis,” Ginny spat.
Hermione sighed. “I’m a hermaphrodite, Harry,” Hermione said gloomily.
Harry was completely confused. “What?” he asked, “I thought… okay, I know fairies and centipedes are hermaphrodites. And all that. I had no idea humans could be… but shouldn’t you… shouldn’t you look different, in that case?”
“It’s not true hermaphroditism, Harry,” Hermione said, “It’s just that I… have a bit extra. I’m more woman, in any case.”
“Oh, it has a vagina, Harry,” Ginny said viciously, “But it also has a cock.”
The silence that followed that statement was almost stifling for Hermione.
“I…” Harry said, “… What?”
Despite herself, Hermione giggled. This was so ridiculous. And yet, she could not help it. She waved her wand at her skirt and it vanished.
Harry looked down and his mouth suddenly went dry.
***
It was surreal – this vision of Hermione Granger. Frazzled, bushy brown hair framed a petite, beautiful face that stood atop a slender neck that culminated in tremendous tits that sprung proudly above a trim tummy that sank down into wide hips that were attached to legs that never ended. And right in the middle was this smooth, hard, glistening shaft that ended with a cute, pink circumcised head.
Even inside his head, Harry knew he was speaking in breathless, run-on sentences. Which was ridiculous, because he was not attracted to this. Right?
And yet, he could not take his eyes off it. There wasn’t a single part of her, including… that, that he would not consider feminine. It wasn’t veiny, like his own – smooth, hairless, soft skin wrapped around a slender, long shaft with no visible testicles. So male, yet so utterly feminine. A nature goddess given flesh. A Gaia of old made human. A succubus of legend.
She just looked so sexy, standing there nervously biting her lips sexily, her hair frazzled and her galleon-sized nipples erect on those enormous breasts…
Another run-on sentence, Harry thought. Oh he was in it… deep.
***
Hermione was a nervous wreck at this point. This was, to her, a moment of truth. Did he… would he find her attractive at all? Or would he turn away, repulsed, just like Ron?
She heard Ginny titter as she vanished her skirt, and her heart sank as Harry zoned in straight onto her crotch. His eyes widened… and here comes the rejection, she thought…
And that was when she noticed his crotch. His cock (that enormous, juicy piece of man-meat), which had descended to half-mast during their conversation, was now stiffening right back up.
Hermione almost whooped out loud in joy.
And Ginny gasped. Harry was at full-mast - and the poor thing looked so angry now – mushroom head purpling and balls pulsing angrily.
Oh yes, Harry was definitely turned on right now.
Hermione gingerly took a step closer to Harry – as it was, she was near the exit to the classroom, Ginny was slumped against the far wall and Harry was at the desk between the two women. Harry’s penis wasn’t flagging at all – it was at a sharp 90 degrees to the ground. It was amazing, Hermione thought, there were no curves to Harry’s cock. Just a massive, thick, veiny trunk that seemed to sprout right out of his toned abdomen. A massive trunk with an enormous, bell-shaped head.
Hermione noticed her own girl-cock (at least, that’s what she called it in her head) was also rising rapidly to full-mast. And Harry seemed fascinated by it. Hermione grinned.
And before she knew it, she was only a few feet ahead of him, and right in front of the desk. Ginny was off to the side. Her girl-cock was centimeters away from Harry’s shaft.
“Hermione!” Ginny screamed angrily, “Don’t… you… dare.”
Hermione took a step closer. And then gasped, just as Harry did.
Her cute, pink, spongy head squished up against Harry’s unyielding, enormous cockhead and it felt absolutely divine to Hermione. This was the first time her girl-shaft had made contact with anything that wasn’t her hand or part of her body.
“Oh, Harry,” she gasped and took one more step towards him. And she reached a hand down to grasp the base of Harry’s enormous cock (her fingers did not even completely encircle the thing!) and turned it up, squishing her own, smaller seven-inch girl-cock against it. Hers was trapped between not-so-little Harry and her own stomach. Her large tits were smushed right into Harry’s muscled chest. She thrust her pelvis forward and up, grinding against him. Both moaned – Hermione was in heaven as her girl-cock rubbed up against Harry.
And their lips met, hungrily, seeking each other out. They kissed passionately, fervently, barely hearing Ginny screaming at them. Almost unconsciously, Hermione waved her wand (still in her right hand) at Ginny even as she maintained her desperate kiss on Harry Potter and silenced the redhead.
Their tongues entwined and caressed and licked. Hermione shifted to the side and tilted her head – she was smaller than him and quite a bit shorter, so her girl-shaft came to rest against Harry’s thigh and his massive penis poked into her tummy. She giggled into his mouth. She dropped the wand to the ground with a clatter and raised her right hand to run it through his messy, thick hair. Her left hand was busy stroking up and down his shaft that was throbbing against her belly.
Harry’s hands, on the other hand, seemed to be everywhere at once. They were caressing her breasts, pulling at her left nipple, then her right, then cupping her ass. And she was still moving up and down, rubbing her girl-cock up and down his thigh desperately, and loving the friction.
***
Ginny was absolutely enraged at the big-titted shemale bitch that was stealing her man right now. She wasn’t blind – she had noticed all the stares and the looks that Hermione had given her boyfriend throughout the year, especially in the last two months. They were exactly the same looks Ginny had bestowed upon Harry right through fifth year when he had dated that waterwork factory they called Cho Chang.
Ginny knew about Hermione’s condition since Ron had confessed why he’d broken up with Hermione nearly six months ago, which was why she had ignored the looks of longing and the furtive glances thrown Harry’s way. She knew – or at least thought - Harry would never go for it.
Or so she had thought, safe in the cocoon of their relationship. And now, she was being proved wrong – and how. And the worst part wasn’t even the fact that Harry was so lost in lust that he didn’t even seem to mind that his girlfriend was watching – the worst part was that Ginny herself was getting turned on at the sight of another woman fondling what was hers.
And it wasn’t the first time. Ginny had been mesmerized before by the sight of Harry and Parvati even during her third year at the Yule Ball with Neville. She had imagined the shenanigans the two would get up to after the ball and been shlicked herself off to the thought. And in that fantasy, it was always Harry and Parvati getting it on, Harry caressing that delicious chocolate skin, as Ginny stood to the side and masturbated furiously.
It was the same when Harry had dated Cho. Ginny would think of how Harry would absolutely ruin that petite Chinese slut while she watched. And now, it was actually happening in front of her eyes.
Harry was kissing all over Hermione’s face now, slowly making his way down her neck. Hermione let out soft purrs at each kiss, as Harry burrowed into the valley where her slender neck met her shoulder.
And Ginny was so turned on – at that point, she realized there was something within her that made her revel in her submissive role in a potential ménage a trois. She let out a silent gasp as Harry made his way even further down and slurped and licked around Hermione’s enormous right breast. Ginny was so jealous and horny and hated the bushy-haired know-it-all; at the same time, Ginny was so turned on she was positive even her cunt was drooling.
There was a loud gasp from Hermione as Harry suckled on her tits, slurping around the nipple of one breast and then the other, all while absolutely mauling her tits with both of his hands. Hermione’s cock was now fully erect and was resting against Harry’s side. Harry slowly licked a trailed down Hermione’s breasts, lapping at her underboob, as Hermione giggled. Then he slurped his way across her tummy (at least her own stomach was so much more taut and trim, Ginny thought viciously) and down to…
No, Ginny thought, no, Harry, no no no no no…
***
Hermione’s own eyes were wide at this point. She had thought it was unbelievable that a heterosexual male like Harry had found her attractive, but this had been beyond the realm of possibility altogether. Harry looked up at her, his hands still mauling her tits, with teasing eyes, his tongue protruding out of his lips, so close to the tip of her girl-cock.
Then he suddenly took his hands off her breasts as she panted and encircled her shaft. Hermione moaned at the touch and began to jerk forward, but Harry held her in place with a laugh. He then lifted her cock up with one hand, staring straight at her vagina.
“Hermione,” he said in a deep voice, “You have a spectacular twat.”
Hermione giggled. He raised a finger of the hand that was not holding onto her cock and swiped it across her pussy. “And so wet too” he said happily. She moaned.
And then, he just dove in. Hermione let out a loud moan as he engulfed her entire vagina with his mouth and just sucked – it felt like he was trying to kiss her pussy. And then he drove his tongue in, licking up and down the length of her slit while still keeping it covered with his mouth. Simultaneously, with his right hand, he started jerking off her girl-cock.
Hermione had ascended to a plane where only pleasure existed.
Harry licked and teased and slurped and suckled up and down, left and right, in and out… and she was completely and utterly lost to his mouth and hands. His right hand worked up and down, flicking his thumb over the piss-hole in her girl cock at each upstroke.
“Yes!” Hermione screamed in pleasure, “Lick my juicy twat, Harry! Oh, Harry!”
She had heard tales of cunnilingus performed by skilled lovers by the girls around her, but to have it actually performed on her was another thing altogether – and by the boy she was positive she loved. I’m so sorry, Ginny, she thought, but your boyfriend has a spectacular tongue and I’m never letting him go.
She didn’t know how long he went at it, diving into her shaved muff, but suddenly she let out an involuntary groan as his mouth drew off her vagina with a particularly loud slurp. At the same time, he let go of her girl-cock.
She looked down and saw what she thought was the most erotic sight she had seen in quite some time. Harry was looking straight up at her, his mouth under her cunt and her spit-soaked cock was draped across his face, along his nose and over his forehead. Playfully, she took a hold of her own shaft and tried to smack it against his face.
What she didn’t expect, was for Harry to suddenly jerk back and stick his tongue out, so her girl cock smacked against Harry’s fat, firm tongue. And then he was suddenly on her shaft, sucking it inside his mouth while simultaneously brushing the flat top of his tongue against the underside of her shaft. He threw his face down, slurping all the way down her shaft until his nose met her belly and squished up against it. He slapped both of his hands on her ass, gripped her butt-cheeks and held her in place with her cock all the way down his throat.
Hermione’s mouth was open in a silent scream – this was beyond pleasure. Harry was suddenly off the base off her cock and drew up until only her tip was in his mouth and then jerked himself down rapidly. And then up again – he was bobbing up and down rapidly along her seven-inch penis, his tongue working in concert with his mouth as he deep-throated her.
Hermione loved it and finally let out a moan, which only seemed to spur Harry to go even faster.
And then, Hermione was thrusting her own hips back and forth in opposition to Harry bobbing his head up and down. If she had balls, they would have been smacking against his face so hard his teeth would be shivering, but her testicles were internal because of her rare condition (according to most magical textbooks of the medical nature – her testes were located in the vicinity of her ovaries).
Hermione felt a familiar sensation building up and decided she had enough of it.
“Stop, Harry!” she screamed, “I don’t want to cum! Not now!”
Harry drew off her obediently and she almost came at the site of his drooling lips pulling off her shaft with a loud shlurp. “Oh fuck, Harry, that was divine,” she told him affectionately.
She was at her limit now – just one more hard suck, and she would cum. But she had to establish that Harry was hers to her captive audience before she did that. And for that, what Harry was doing was insufficient.
***
Ginny’s pussy was almost submerged in a puddle of her own making. She had never thought watching her boyfriend go to town on Hermione’s cock would have turned her own so much, but that was so hot. Despite herself, she was turned on.
Suddenly, Hermione’s shrewd, brown eyes were looking straight into her own. The bushy-haired Gryffindor had a devious smile on her face. Ginny gulped and yet, her clit throbbed with anticipation. She was broken now – a complete mess.
Hermione sauntered towards her, wide hips swaying sensuously. Her left hand held Harry’s massive penis aloft as she tugged him toward where Ginny was sitting. Eventually, Hermione stepped over Ginny, turned around to face Harry and spread her legs apart. Ginny stared at Hermione’s dripping cunny perched centimeters above her head.
And then, Harry’s massive cock speared into her field of vision, eagerly pushing towards Hermione’s twat, but Hermione stopped him.
“No, Harry,” Ginny heard Hermione say in a very sultry voice, “First, I want you to get it wet in this little slut’s mouth.”
“What?” gasped Harry. His voice betrayed his utter lack of control at this moment – he was completely and utterly taken by his own lust. He wanted Hermione and he was going to take her.
“Patience, Harry,” Hermione said slowly, “First, use this slut’s mouth to warm your monster up. Please.”
Harry just stood there, puzzled. Hermione sighed. “Could you at least get me my wand, Harry?” she asked.
Harry looked desperately at his lower head, now almost purpling angrily, then at Hermione’s wand at the far end of the room. He growled in lust at spread his hand out at Hermione’s fallen wand. It floated and rushed into his hand, even as Hermione stared open-mouthed at this casual display of powerful wandless magic.
“Oh Harry, you know just how to get a girl’s motor going!” Hermione said happily as she took the wand that Harry held out to her and waved it over Ginny.
Ginny gasped as she felt the Binding spell fall away. And she could hear herself gasp, so the silencing spell had fallen away as well.
Her first thought was revenge at the busty bitch that dared to take her man, but her lust soon took over and she literally threw herself down on Harry’s cock. Harry moaned as Ginny speared his fat head down her mouth and licked around it. She then held his head in place inside her mouth (how was he so BIG?) and then bunched up her tongue. She licked from the underside of his head all the way up to the tip and then, even so slowly, with the tip of her tongue, dueled with his piss-hole. Harry’s moans grew louder. Ginny stopped poking his hole with her tongue and speared his penis further down her throat. She gagged and choked and slobbered and spat, again, all over her hero’s fat shaft.
She heard Hermione laugh at her blatant display of submissiveness and flushed in both anger and humiliation. And yet, a significant part of her mind knew she had never been more aroused.
“Get him wet for me, bitch,” Hermione said to her, “Get your boyfriend wet so he can ruin my cunt with his fat cock.”
Ginny bobbed on Harry’s cock, until her hands and mouth were a blur. Suddenly, she felt a hand – Hermione’s – grab her face and pull her to the side. Hermione swiftly turned around and presented her magnificent ass to Harry; she bent over and pressed her breasts and face against the wall.
“Come and get your reward for saving the world, big boy,” she said. And Harry listened.
***
Hermione had only heard stories about this kind of stuff. She had fantasized about this. But had never felt it. She had lost her hymen several years ago when she diddled herself, but it had been nothing like this.
Pleasure and pain, bliss and delicious agony coursed through her veins, firing up from her dripping twat all the way up her spine to her head as Harry sheathed himself in her tight pussy in one amazing thrust. Hermione let out a scream.
“Oh fuck!” she screamed, “Harry!”
Harry was barely even listening to her as he drew out and she felt an aching emptiness and then rapidly sheathed himself again. He was smashing against her cervix now and she could not take much more of this.
“Harry!” she screamed again, as she felt the beginning of an orgasm coming on. He pulled back and pushed in again, driven by a primordial ferocity. He needed to take her, and she needed to be taken by him. By his massive cock. Spearing and reshaping her insides; moulding them and ruining her for other men.
Soon, Harry was pounding in and out of her pussy; she felt like she was melting, her knees were going weak with pleasure and she was so close…
Ginny watched, open-mouthed, slumped as she was right in front of Hermione as Harry smashed and pulverized Hermione’s twat with furious thrusts inches from her face, driving her right into the wall of the classroom. Hermione’s mouth was open, her tongue was lolling out like a bitch in heat as she stared straight up at the ceiling. Ginny could not see her eyes from her position on the ground, but she could imagine they were barely even open now and even if they were, they would be glazed with lust.
Fuck, Ginny thought, look at this hot bitch take Harry’s cock!
Ginny smacked her pussy with her own hands. One hand furiously rubbed her clit as she squished three of her fingers down her own twat and frigged herself off at the amazing sight. Hermione was being used by Harry, pushed back and forth, and she was on her toes. Harry was holding her by her hips, using her cunt as a cock-sleeve, pushing her up and down his cock like she was a sex puppet. He was ruining the busty bitch. Ginny could see Hermione’s own cock, bobbing back and forth now, its pink head almost touching her face, as Harry thrust into her furiously.
Suddenly, Harry switched his grip. Hermione’s feet were now planted firmly on the ground as Harry let go of her hips. He grasped her hands and pulled them back. He hooked his own hands around her elbows and pulled. Hermione’s hands were now trapped behind her back, held in place by Harry’s muscular arms. She was bent forward at the waist, her ass smushed against Harry’s abs and her back arching in pleasure.
Harry then continued his thrusting. The slaps of his taut stomach against her cushioned ass cheeks reverberated around the classroom. Her ass was jiggling delightfully now and her girl-cock bobbing up and down in delight. Hermione’s nipples were rock-hard and her breasts were bouncing back and forth until they were almost hitting her in the face. Ginny pushed her fingers even deeper into her weeping cunt as she saw Hermione reduced to a drooling, simpering mess by the force of Harry’s pounding.
And then, the dams burst. Hermione let out a loud scream and Ginny then heard a “splurch” sound as Hermione squirted around Harry’s massive cock, littering the ground with cum from her glistening snatch.
Hermione’s twat sprayed out her fluids all over the place as Harry jerked the bookworm back and forth. Ginny stared at the juices flowing down Hermione’s snatch onto Harry’s massive balls and down onto the floor.
That… is a lot of cum, she thought.
Hermione’s knees could no longer hold her and she fell forward. Harry obliged and readily fell forward with her. Unfortunately, Ginny turned out to be right in front of Hermione, so Hermione fell onto her, and then Harry fell on top of Hermione, laughing all the way.
Ginny tried to wriggle out from under them, but then felt something smooth and hard shift against her. Hermione moaned. Harry had stopped thrusting by now as they had fallen forward.
Ginny suddenly realized what the smooth hard thing in the vicinity of her taut stomach was – it was Hermione’s girl cock.
***
Hermione moaned as Harry continued thrusting after she had taken a tumble. He was moulding her pussy to fit his one-eyed snake and she was loving every moment of it.
But that was not the only thing she felt – as Harry jerked her up and down Ginny’s body, she felt her own girl-cock rub against the redhead’s trim stomach and Hermione moaned at the touch. Ginny’s body was hard, but her skin was so soft. It felt heavenly.
She suddenly had an idea. She pushed with all her remaining strength back at Harry as she moved her penis all the way down Ginny’s belly. And then, just as Harry started to push back, she pushed forward as well. Harry’s abs met her delicious arse with a rippling smack as Hermione pushed her own cock down Ginny’s cunt.
Ginny’s hot, wet, slippery-soft, cunt. Oh fucking hell, Hermione thought, she had never imagined banging a girl would feel so amazing. She pushed her hands under Ginny’s body and grabbed the redhead’s small ass as she pounded into the redhead, pushed back and forth by the force of Harry’s bestial thrusts.
“NO!” Ginny screamed as she realized what was happening to her, “NO!”
She had been saving her virginity for her Harry. The bitch, Ginny thought, and then Hermione was pulled back by Harry and pushed forward again and all thought vanished.
“Holeeeee shit!” Hermione screamed, just as Ginny screamed, “Merlin!”
***
He was in a bestial haze – all thoughts had been replace by a singular goal – absolutely fuck the bejeezus out of his busty best friend. Everything about her was just so attractive, so gorgeous and Harry could not stop pounding her. He fucked her into the wall, and now, he was fucking her onto his own girlfriend. And he could not stop.
However, it did give him pause when Ginny screamed. He looked down at the back of Hermione’s head and then at Ginny’s face, which was turned towards him. Her eyes were rolling up into her head in pleasure. Harry was puzzled. He did not stop smashing into Hermione’s pussy, which now held him in a vice grip, but he was still curious as to why Ginny was making that particular face.
So he moved his hands off Hermione’s wide ass, where he’d been groping her jiggling cheeks to his heart’s content, around her body to her tits and grabbed those supple milkbags firmly. Then he pulled her back, using her breasts as love handles. Hermione leaned back against his chest with her knees on the floor.
Hermione herself was holding onto Ginny’s ass, so as Hermione sat up, Ginny’s hips rose off the ground. Ginny screamed as her ass rose and was held in place in mid-air, as Hermione’s hips and cock pummeled her.
Harry looked over Hermione’s shoulder, even as he pushed into her, his cock pulverizing her dripping twat. And he nearly came at the sight of Hermione’s girl-cock embedded deep inside his girlfriend’s cunt. Ginny’s pussy just seemed to be dribbling all over Hermione’s shaft as it glistened in the light of the classroom.
“You enjoying my girl’s cunt, ‘Mione?” he whispered into Hermione’s ear as he gave one particularly hard thrust.
Hermione squealed. “YES!” she said, “It feels so… oh my goodness, Harry… so… fuck… silky.”
He let go of Hermione’s breasts and leaned back, letting Hermione do all the work. The busty bookworm moaned as she sawed between his penis and Ginny’s tight cunt. She felt divine and was moaning like a bitch in heat, a massive cock filling her twat as she speared Ginny’s tight cunt.
“Take it!” Hermione screamed at Ginny in pleasure, “Take my cock up your cunt, bitch! Let me warm your pussy up for your stud!”
And that was the last straw. Just as she speared forward, Harry’s meatstick hit her just in the right spot and she experienced her second orgasm. And this was the best one yet – it was massive. Her pussy shuddered and fluttered around Harry’s penis as she squirted all over again. At the same time, she felt a contracting sensation from somewhere within her stomach – and knew that that was her testes discharging sperm. Her cock throbbed, and pulsed as she released wad after wad of cum straight into Ginny’s pussy.
“I’m seeding your bitch, Harry!” she screamed, “I’m fucking seeding your hot girlfriend!”
Harry laughed. And as her orgasm subsided, her body continued to shudder – she had never had a simultaneous orgasm before. She collapsed forward, Harry’s cock slipping out of her pussy with a loud “pop”. She withdrew her cock out of Ginny’s pussy gently and drifted off into a haze as she watched her own cum ooze out of Ginny’s weeping cunt.
“Please, Harry,” Ginny gasped, “Please… I need you.”
Harry looked at his girlfriend, and suddenly felt guilt wash over him. He had… he didn’t know what had come over him just now.
Ginny seemed to realize it. “Don’t worry about her for now,” Ginny pleaded, “Just take me.”
Harry nodded at her and shoved his massive cock straight into her cum-filled pussy.
***
“Fuck!” Ginny screamed as Harry speared her cunt. She had thought Hermione’s girl-cock was massive as it molded her pussy to its form, but this… this was splitting her in half.
Luckily, Hermione’s sperm served as a lubricant as Harry pounded fiercely into her, as if he was determined to dig out all traces of Hermione’s fluids and replace them with his own.
“Faster!” Ginny gasped, “Harder! Please!”
And Harry obliged. He held Ginny in the same position that Hermione had – her hips in the air, floating above the rest of her body. Only, Harry was far stronger than Hermione, so he was using this position to his advantage, just using her entire petite body as a fuckhole to satisfy his urges. His massive cock was literally spreading her drooling twat, parting it and let it gape as he drew back, only to spear in and fill her again.
Suddenly, he felt a breeze around his own ass. He paused in his pounding, and Ginny blearily opened her eyes that had been screwed shut in pleasure before. He recognized the feeling – it was a Scourgify spell.
“What the…?” Harry gasped as the breeze was replaced by something hot and wet. He swiveled his head around and saw Hermione’s bushy mane right on his ass. He realized the wet something was Hermione’s tongue, probing deep into his puckered asshole. He moaned in pleasure as Hermione’s tongue seemed to hit some sort of sweet spot inside him and plunged into Ginny, hard. Ginny moaned along with him.
He continued to drill into Ginny and Hermione continued to give him his first rimjob. It was heavenly. Then, all of a sudden, Hermione withdrew her tongue with a loud slurp and hugged him from behind. Harry moaned as she pulled at his nipples. He felt her massive tits smush up against his back. And then…
“Hermione…” Harry said, tentatively, “I… don’t… I don’t know if I’m ready for this.”
“Shhhh,” Hermione said soothingly, “Just trust me, love.”
Harry tried to take his hands off Ginny’s hips and turn around, but Ginny’s own hands now locked his wrists in place. He looked into his girlfriend’s eyes. Ginny was smiling at him deviously through her own lust-filled haze.
“Consider this punishment,” the redhead said, “For fucking your best friend in front of your girlfriend and letting your best friend fuck your girlfriend as you drilled her from behind.”
Hermione giggled in his ear. And then he felt her head softly probed at his asshole.
Harry let out a low scream as he plunged back into Ginny’s twat. “Don’t worry, love,” Hermione whispered into his ear, “I lubricated your ass with my wand. It’s all nice and ready for your mistress now.”
Harry wasn’t sure he liked where it was going. It was one thing smashing Hermione into Ginny, it was another thing let her smash him into Ginny.
Ginny’s hands held him in place and Hermione pushed a little harder. Her head snuggled into his starfish and Harry gasped at the strange sensation.
“So tight,” Hermione moaned, and Ginny giggled loudly.
Hermione’s left hand snuck down and grasped the base of his cock – three fourths of his penis was buried in Ginny’s twat, and the quarter that was out was glistening with both Ginny’s juices and Hermione’s cum. Hermione rubbed the base of his cock up and down, smacking her hand into Ginny’s clit every now and then.
And then Hermione pushed particularly hard and two more inches disappeared into Harry’s ass. He felt a bit full now. He slowly started moving in and out of Ginny, Hermione still holding the base of his cock in a vice grip. Her fingers did not fully encircle his cock, but she was still holding onto it.
The Gryffindor Head Girl gave a titanic push and all seven inches speared straight into Harry’s ass. He gave a harsh scream and thrust hard into Ginny. His cockhead bumped into Ginny’s cervix and the petite girl’s eyes rolled up into her head for the umpteenth time that evening.
Hermione started sawing in and out of his ass.
“Your girlfriend… was… nice…” Hermione moaned, “But this ass… this… ass… is great!” Hermione angled down and her head brushed against a particularly sensitive spot for Harry.
“Hermione!” he moaned, “Fuck!”
Hermione grinned. It seemed like she had found exactly where Harry’s sweet spot was. Hazily, she remembered reading something about the male prostate, but right now, she didn’t particularly care. She loved this feeling.
“YES!” she screamed as she started thrusting hard at the angle Harry found so pleasurable, “Take it, love! Take your mistress up your sweet arse!
Hermione hugged Harry even harder as she kept thrusting into his ass, even as he kept spearing into Ginny’s wet pussy. “You belong to me, Harry,” she whispered furiously into his ear, “I’m never letting your massive horsecock go anywhere stud. And I’ll be damned if I let this sweet ass go too.”
She moved the hand that was on his cock up to his mouth and plunged it in. He sucked on it as he pounded Ginny’s pussy, even as Hermione sawed into his ass.
“Every single part of you belongs to me from now on, Harry,” Hermione continued, with harry slurping on her fingers, “Even your little redhead bitch belongs to me.”
Harry pulled his mouth off Hermione’s fingers after a hard suck and moaned, “Yes. YES!”
Hermione bent Harry over Ginny. Harry still held onto Ginny’s waist, and his cock was shoved deep into her cunt. Ginny screamed as she couldn’t take the stimulation any more and came violently. She wasn’t much of a squirter, but her cunt juices dribbled down her pussy just the same as she shuddered and fluttered around Harry’s massive cock.
And Hermione held Harry’s messy hair in a vice grip with her right hand and started spanking his ass with her left. She was absolutely pounding her darling’s ass now, making him hers forever. And then, she felt the same churning sensation around her stomach and moaned. Her girl-cock throbbed once more and she squirted out cum into his abused ass.
That set off Harry, who had been holding off until this point. Harry had his first orgasm of the night, and it was massive. Just as Ginny was coming down from her own high, Harry splurted out what seemed to be gallons of semen into Ginny’s abused and dripping cunt.
He gave out a series of loud grunts as he finally came down off his high. Hermione was blubbering as she slowly humped him, her girl-cock now flush against his asscrack as opposed to buried inside of him.
***
Harry, Hermione and Ginny were now all slumped against the wall opposite the door of the Transfiguration classroom. One of Harry’s hands was slung around Ginny’s slender shoulders, softly brushing her long red hair as she lay he head against his chest. His other hand was over Hermione’s shoulders, palming a heaving breast as she snuggled into his other side.
“This… changes things, doesn’t it?” Harry asked the room at large.
He felt Ginny nod. He looked at Hermione, who was looking straight up into his eyes.
“I meant every word I said,” Hermione said fervently, “I’m not letting you go.”
Then she looked down at Ginny, who was looking up at her too. A silent understanding seemed to pass between them. And then the two girls looked up at Harry and grinned.
“Looks like you’re stuck with both of us, you man-whore,” Ginny teased good-naturedly.
Harry smiled. It was a good day to be the Boy-Who-Conquered.
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