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The Italian Stallion	By : S-Mutt Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17475 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Italian Stallion
- 1
Blaise has noticed Draco disapearing, and recalls the blonde's claim that he had found a sex goddess. He was a little jealous, and a lot curious. He didn't expect anything like this...but it was just a dream, right?
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Draco threw his hands up—“He followed me! I didn’t bring him here!”
Hermione narrowed her eyes and stalked up to Blaise, leaning up into his face with a threatening expression. “Fine, you want to see so badly? Two rules: you don’t interrupt us, and you don’t touch yourself.” She sneered, “Can you handle that Zabini?”
Blaise scoffed and nodded.
She pointed him to a chair and Blaise shrugged and settled lazily into it, prepared for a show. But not as prepared as he thought he had been! Because holy Merlin Draco really did belong to Hermione here!
Blaise licked his lips as he eyed the obedient and sexy Draco Thuban Malfoy on his knees as Hermione pranced around him in that scintillating outfit. She looked so hot telling the pureblood what to do, smacking his arse and scratching his skin before pulling his head forward to eat her out.
The Italian groaned and rubbed a hand over his hard on, biting his lip as Granger pulled Draco’s head away from her cunt and said something about toys. With a quick zip his cock was in his hand and he was happily tugging on it was he watched Granger put a cock ring on the blonde and then pinch and twist his pale nipples.
The Slytherin arched and whimpered.
Blaise closed his eyes and thrust particularly hard.
A yelp escaped him as his wrist was grabbed in a painful grip, his eyes snapping open to stare straight into Granger’s glare. “You do not interrupt our time together and then disobery our rules!” she growled.
Blaise’s eyes flicked over to Malfoy to see the blonde glaring at him. Blaise smirked a little.
Granger’s other hand came up to his chin, gripping it tightly and forcing his attention back to her intimidating glower. Even the pleasure of garnering her attention over Malfoy faded under her feral ire.
“No, this won’t do at all. You want to come so bad? You have to earn it. Draco,” Malfoy straightened at her call, rising and approaching. “Help Mr. Zabini onto the table.”
Both Slytherings knew “help” meant make sure Blaise got onto that table.
Blaise gulped.
Draco smiled predatorialy and complied, easily wrapping his hands around Blaise’s arms and escorting him to a low table. Blaise fought a little, but know Draco was strong and Hermione was in control.
And he didn't even want to think about their magic.
That his cock was twitching at the treatment might have also had something to do with it.
Granger came back with several things in a basket, “Get on your hands and knees. Now!” She barked the command when he hesitated.
He shivered as Malfoy stood guard, watching as Granger reached into the basket and pulled out the first device.
“Let’s get you prepared, Zabini….”
…
Blaise mouthed the gag, his eyes rolling in his head as he trembled. Hermione hummed and walked around him, at the perfect height since he was kneeling on a display table.
“See how pretty he is, Draco? Quite a nice looking stallion.” She ran her hands over his muscles; they twitched under her touch like he was a skittish horse.
Blaise lowered his head and looked through his messy hair and the straps for the gag in his mouth. Draco stood just off to the side, observing him.
The Italian moaned.
He knew his friend was seeing him vulnerable on display—the idea made him hot.
Blaise had chains connecting his arms and legs, to keep them from moving in more human ways. A long chain running parallel to his torso then connected these two chains. And in his arse Hermione had happily shoved in a plug—this one with the added feature of a stallion’s tail.
The hair brushed against the back of his sensitive thighs from his earlier punishment. And the plug rubbed insistently over his prostate, which had received a teasing massage earlier as Hermione lubricated him for the plug’s girth.
Blaise shivered and undulated a little.
“He does need to learn some manners though,” Hermione said primly, digging her nails into the flesh of his arse.
Blaise jerked, humping at air.
“Tsk,” Hermione drew away. “Come here pet, let’s take a look at our guest. We need to see if he’s worth this attention.”
Draco approached and stood by the wicked witch, his cool silver gaze intimidating and arousing.
“Here pet, we have to make sure he’s got good muscle tone,” Hermione murmured and then guided Draco. Both their hands ran over him lightly.
Blaise quivered and tongued the ring gag in his mouth; drool pooled around his tongue.
Their hands were so different, so pleasurable. Cool and hot and rough and smooth…
“Check his teeth, pet.”
Draco moved to his face, jerking his head up in his hands and examining his teeth and throat and lips and tongue. Blaise moaned.
“And here, come look with me,” Hermione murmured. Then Draco shifted and Hermione was gripping Blaise’s cock and checking his balls and flicking that torturous tail!
Blaise whined and humped the air again.
Draco’s large rough hand smacked him on the arse.
“!” Blaise couldn’t let out a swear as he orgasmed.
“Tsk, what a naughty stallion.” But Hermione sounded amused. “Draco, you know what you need to bring me.”
Blaise blinked dazed eyes as he heard Draco leave, out of sight. Then Hermione twisted one of his nipples and pulled his hair back. He managed to focus on her predatory face.
“You interrupted our session, Blaise. And now you can’t even behave properly. Such a naughty stallion—you need some good hard training.” She hummed and accepted something from Draco, tugging on Blaise’s cock a few times before clamping the base.
Blaise choked and arched slightly.
“You do have a very good cock though, with a little training we might keep you as a stud. You’d like that wouldn’t you? Maybe even as our breeder instead—you so like having something in your arse.” She smacked the plug straight on.
Blaise tossed his head and closed his eyes, struggling with his breath as all the sensations rolled through him.
“Well, get on the floor then,” she demanded, flicking her fingers against his side.
He did so awkwardly, his limbs trembling from the rush of that quick intense orgasm and limited by the chains.
Then she clipped a lead to a collar around his neck, directing him to start walking.
…
Blaise panted as he lifted his knees higher at her direction, prancing around in circles on the leash she held. Draco was rested at her feet, his pale fingers carelessly playing over the flesh of her calf and her heels.
He was so jealous!
“Keep your pace!” Hermione barked at him, lifting a brow. She lifted the whip and snapped it at his arse—it hit perfectly, singing against his skin and making him arch and prance a little.
Blaise moaned and focused again.
But his cock kept on slapping between his thighs and abdomen, the tail flicked against his arse and legs, and the plug rolled and pressed with each of his movements.
They’d made him go through several different paces now, and his knees and hands ached from the rug and he was sweating and needy and exhausted.
He whined and clenched his eyes tight, focusing on raising his knees as she wanted and keeping his pace steady. He’d do it!
He didn’t know if it was minutes or longer later, but Hermione jerked the lead for him to stop and he trembled on his hands and knees as his head hung low. The only thing not exhausted and limp was his cock.
“Good,” Hermione murmured.
Blaise moaned and closed his eyes, trembling from a sensual tingling traveling up his spine now.
“I think he’s ready now Draco. Do you want to see if he’ll behave, pet?”
Draco stood at her side, still hovering near her as Blaise watched enviously. But they approached him, running their hands over his skin as he trembled and twitched and sweated.
Blaise whimpered.
“Perfect,” Granger murmured. “So much better. Shall we test something Draco? See if the Italian Stallion is really as well behaved as he’s acting right now?”
“Yes Ma’am,” Draco’s voice rumbled.
Blaise moaned around his gag, trying to swallow before more drool dribbled down his chin. He was a mess, and he knew it. But Merlin if it all didn’t feel good.
Draco and Hermione were suddenly in front of him, Draco’s bound cock a delicious pink as it stood to attention. Hermione grabbed on to Draco’s meat, giving it a few loving tugs as she kissed and pulled at his nipple with her teeth.
Draco clenched his eyes and jaw tight, making a strangled noise.
“We were interrupted earlier, pet. Let’s fix this.” She looked down at Blaise and adroitly liberated him from the gag. “If you bite there will be an issue, got it?”
Blaise nodded, dazed.
“Here, pet,” she murmured, drawing his cock forward towards Blaise’s mouth.
Blaise sucked in a sharp breath, his cock twitching. He moaned as the tip teased his lips, his tongue darting out to catch the head and precum. Granger teased his lips with Draco’s cock, Blaise desperately and awkwardly crawling forward until he could take some into his mouth.
“There, see isn’t that nice,” she murmured, tugging on the base of the cock as Blaise frantically sucked at the head. Draco sighed out a shuddering breath as he gritted his teeth, thrusting a little.
Hermione tangled her other hand in Blaise’s hair at the root, controlling his movements. Blaise moaned and twitched, closing his eyes and slurping as best he could around the thick cock in his mouth.
Then her hand tightened in his hair, his eyes snapped open, and he looked to see Hermione with her arm wrapped around Draco, bracing him, before she forcefully pulled and pushed Blaise’s head back and forth.
Blaise groaned and whimpered, almost going cross eyed with the desire to watch as Hermione fucked his face with Draco’s cock. Despite Blaise's own cock ring he could feel precum dribbling down his dick.
She kept forcing him to take the meat deeper, and soon it was hitting the back of his throat. She slowed down her thrusts then, caressing his neck. “Are you good enough, boy? Did you earn the right to take this cock down your throat? Do you think you have the skill to swallow around him?”
Blaise moaned and stuck his tongue out around the meat in his mouth, flicking at the thick vein.
“Hmm, let’s see.”
Then she yanked his head forward, shoving him down the cock until his nose almost touched the blonde curls at the base. She kept him there, helping Draco thrust in and out as Blaise gagged around the cock until he got himself under control.
Breathing through his nose Blaise stared up at the gorgeous sight the two made as Hermione whispered naughty suggestions into Draco’s ear and the blonde panted and flushed.
Her feral gold eyes turned down to him with a smirk and then she winked. Renewing her yanks and pulls on his hair she got him to deep throat all of Draco’s delicious cock. Blaise moaned as Draco cursed and whimpered.
“Now, don’t move,” she commanded. “Blaise, you can swallow and lick and suck, but you can’t move. Curl your fingers if you understand.”
He did so, blinking wide needy eyes up at her and swallowing repeatedly around the tempting cock.
“Draco, pet. Don’t move.”
“Yes Ma’am,” came Draco’s strangled voice.
“Blaise, be good.” Then she disappeared.
Blaise stared up into Draco’s eyes, swallowing convulsively and sucking and licking and whimpering.
Draco stared down at him, his silver eyes burning and angry and needy.
Blaise moaned, tempted to give in. But he’d disobeyed before, and he hadn’t really liked walking the paces even if it got to this. No, this was because he had been behaving…which meant if he behaved now…
Hermione hummed and smacked his arse. Draco’s eyes snapped up to hers, widening as he panted. Blaise whined.
But he didn’t hump the air.
He’d learned.
“Good boy.”
She yanked his tail a bit, wiggling it side to side. Blaise trembled. She got a good grip on the plug, her fingers scratching along his arse cheeks, and she yanked it out in one go.
Blaise let out a muffled yelp around the meat in his mouth, crying and staring up at Draco.
Draco licked his lips and stared down at him, Blaise sucked and tongued that vein, needing something to do before he misbehaved. It was almost comforting, to be sucking on Draco while he felt so needy and desperate and empty.
Then Hermione’s hands gripped his arse, pulling his cheeks apart. He felt her settling between his legs before she snapped her hips into his. He cried out around Draco’s cock—Merlin!
She’d put on a strap on.
She let out a delighted laugh and slapped his arse. “Start sucking off Draco.” Blaise did so with fervor, careful not to lose the cock from his mouth otherwise he had no way of getting it back; his hands were chained near immobile, soemthing he'd quickly learned as she put him through the paces. Once he had a rhythm Hermione drew back her hips and then slammed in again.
Blaise cried out and Draco slipped out of his mouth.
But his prostate had been rammed right on target! He couldn’t help it.
He started crying as he desperately mouthed along Draco’s cock, trying to get it back between his lips.
“Give him a hand Draco,” Hermione purred where she waited.
Draco’s large hands came down, one grasping the base of his cock and aiming it while the other gripped Blaise’s nape and pulled him back to a proper blow job. Blaise sniffled and started sucking in earnest, flicking his tongue against the slit as he tried to make up for his mistake.
Hermione drew back and snapped in again.
Blaise jerked and whimpered, but didn’t lose the cock again.
“Good boys.”
She started a punishing rhythm, never failing to hit his prostate with the monster dildo she pegged him with. Blaise whimpered and moaned and drooled and cried all over Draco’s cock as he deep throated it again and brought it back to tongue the slit and nibble the crown.
Draco growled and then used both hands to grip his hair, stepping forward into his face and thrusting like Blaise’s face was some cunt. Blaise drooled and his cock twitched painfully, making the chains it was tangled in jangle.
“That’s it Draco, show him who’s in control right now—us. Would you like to cum down his throat? Doesn’t that sound nice?”
Hermione slapped Blaise’s arse again, scratching her nails down the tender skin.
Blaise arched and gagged and blinked up at the blonde pounding into his mouth.
“Ma’am,” Draco stuttered as he ground his pubes into Blaise’s nose.
“Good Draco, here.” Hermione leaned forward, her hand appearing to take the cock ring from Draco. The angle shift made Blaise snap his eyes wide, his hips humping back into her.
“Ah, ah ah!” she scolded as she freed Draco. "Naughty stallion, you weren't ready for this," her chuckle made him shiver.
Then she leaned back and forced several more inches in, finally grinding her hips right against his arse. Blaise widened his eyes and arched, having been unaware that he wasn’t even taking in all of the dildo in the first place. The new stretch was burning and full and ….so goooooood.
“Seems like our Italian Stallion really wants it Draco. We might as well give him what he wants.”
Blaise felt his breath hitch as Draco started thrusting again—Draco’s snarling face as he used his mouth and throat was gorgeous, and Hermione was really hammering into his arse.
Blaise lost himself between the two, moaning and arching and panting.
Draco came down his throat.
Blaise licked up all the cum, feeling some dribble down his chin as he happily savored the flavor. Hermione laughed from where she was still pounding into his tender arse.
The Zabini heir choked as Draco’s cock swelled up more, becoming firm as the blonde thrust into his cheek a bit before angling his face and pounding again.
Blaise moaned as Draco tugged on his hair harshly, snarling over him as he used him. Hermione hummed happily where she pounded, shuffling a bit before her thrusts were even more powerful, making his hips lift with every hit.
She started smacking his arse and flicking his balls as she gave him a hard dicking.
Bliase groaned and struggled to stay on his hands and knees as they gang banged him.
Draco snarled and came again, throwing his head back as he held Blaise’s face right against his pubes. Blaise choked a bit this time, struggling to swallow around the thick meat and the surge of cum.
All he could smell was Draco and cum, he moaned and his eyes rolled back.
The orgasm rolled through him almost painfully, but his breath caught and he whined. Draco dropped his head and Blaise looked down to see his cock, the ring still glistening around the base.
His eyes widened as he caught on.
“That’s right, you little brat. We’re breeding you, doesn’t mean you get to cum. Draco, come over here and give him some cream in his arse. We need to fill him up if we’re going to breed him properly.”
Draco happily complied, sinking right into Blaise's arse without even a few introductory thrusts.
Blaise yelped now that his mouth was free, his aching jaw hanging loose as he drooled and whimpered. Hermione came into view, removing her harness and dildo—she gave the toy a look for a second before she settled in front of him and yanked his hair at the root, pulling his face into her snatch. “Eat me out, bitch. Maybe you can earn your own orgasm.”
Blaise did so with a moan, inhaling her fragrance and setting to her cunny with a desperation.
“Good boy, make me cum.”
Blaise moaned and nibbled and thrust back and kissed her and arched.
Draco pounded into him, holding his hips in a bruising grip as his hot semen rushed up inside. Blaise choked at the feeling.
Hermione finally came, shouting out a yes before growling and tearing his mouth away from her. Then she reached and grabbed a different strap on, putting it on before smacking his cheek with it. “Lube it up boy, this one’s next for your arse.”
Blaise groaned and did so, drooling now on purpose as Hermione made him deep throat the thick ribbed toy. She hardly let him come up for air, when she did she thrust into the side of his cheek or simply fucked his mouth.
Draco came again, his fingers digging into Blaise as he grinded into his prostate and shot another hot burst of cum.
Hermione pulled out, “Clean off your cock pet, and feed Blaise again. Our Italian needs his strength for the breeding.” She laughed and smacked Blaise’s ass as she surged into it again.
Blaise whined and tossed his head back, throwing it back and forth and thrusting back against the friction of the ribbed dildo. Draco was back at his mouth.
They continued for hours, Draco resting sometimes to recover an erection while Hermione used various dildos—one with bulbs on it that created a maddening pulsing sensation, one with veins, one that had rotating beads, one that expanded as she used it…
Blaise groaned and bowed down, thankful that Draco was done. Blaise was full and bloated with cum from the blonde Slytherin. His jaw and throat were sore, his scalp tingled, his arse cheeks hurt, his cock and balls ached…
He was sure he’d passed out a few times, he’d lost count of the number of times either of them had been in his mouth or his arse, the number of times he’d been filled at either end. Sometimes he became aware that the person he didn’t expect was in his mouth…
But it was still so good, so full and warm and nice…
If only he could cum too!
He whined and arched back.
Hermione laughed again, slapping his tender arse. He yelped and jumped. But she pulled out, pulling his cheeks apart. “You’re gaping, Blaise. You’re so used I don’t hink anyone else will get pleasure out of this arse. Maybe next time we should shove both our dicks in here--wouldn't that be nice?”
Blaise whimpered.
“One last toy, boy, then I’ll let you cum.”
He moaned and arched up, throwing his head back. She took a moment to switch out, thrusting in one smooth surge with a fairly realistic phallus.
Blaise moaned and met her thrusts, whimpering and looking under the line of his body at her legs as she hammered into him.
Draco was watching them from the side, on a group of pillows lounging with some snacks and wine.
The blonde lifted a toast.
Hermione snarled then, reaching around and unsnapping the cock ring.
Blaise let out a strangled shout as all the blood rushed into his cock. Hermione continued jackhammering into him, pushing him through the orgasm into another one.
He moaned out in pain and pleasure as his cock struggled into a third orgasm—then somehow Hermione snapped in with the dildo and it was like she was cumming! The warm surge in his arse, burning, filling him up even more as it joined Draco’s cum, made him have one last orgasm before he collapsed unconscious, his cum belly making him roll slightly to the side.
…
Blaise jolted awake in his bed, looking around as he discreetly used his wand to clean the mess of his sheets.
With a sigh he lay back, licking his lips and grinning. Yeah, it was terribly unrealistic, but how hot would that be? He’d love to see Hermione dominating Draco, and have both of them dominate him.
But Hermione Granger, mudblood know it all? Yeah, she was definitely not the sex goddess Draco refused to divulge any information on. And Draco Malfoy was not the type to be submissive for anyone.
Blaise drifted back to sleep.
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