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Luna Explores	By : Aarden_Fluvier Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17445 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Luna and Hermione were utterly exhausted after their intense and arduous day.  Madame Morgana made them a delightful dinner, over which she recounted numerous stories from her time at Hogwarts.  She was also rather interested in Luna’s excursions, and commented that the House Elfs had always been a bit of a mystery to her.  Although these stories made them all horny again, they were just too tired to do anything about it.  Finally, as they were enjoying their Trifle for dessert, Hermione said to Madame Morgana “Madame, are you ready to hear the tale of Myrtle’s death?  I think you should trust us, that although you will be upset, it is better that you know and help us redress it.”  Madame Morgana looked unhappy, but finally nodded her acquiescence.  “Do you want us to tell you, or do you want to ask the pensieve, assuming you can get past your own ass-fucking charm!”   “I’d like you to relate it please,” replied Madame Morgana, shifting her bottom a bit anxiously on her seat.  “Very well” they chimed.  Hermione then related the tale as precisely as she could, making sure she passed no judgment on any of the participants.  As the end of the story unfolded, Madame Morgana was visibly very upset, with copious tears streaming down her beautiful face.  The girls hugged her until her sobs subsided, and Madame Morgana could converse again.  “So much my fault – I failed to lock my door; poor Myrtle.  Under different circumstances, she might have just managed to join the action, rather than feinting.  But you are right; I must now help her by joining in the re-creation ritual, if that’s what she wants.    The least I can do is help her to finally get fucked. Hermione, Luna, it’s probably time for you to return to Hogwarts and then plan the ritual. Please contact me if you think I can help with that. I may know some relevant magic.”   “Yes we need to get back,” said Luna.  At that moment, Tripsy appeared with a crack, startling them all.  “Hi Tripsy,” said Hermone, I guess you detected we are ready to go back.  But we’ve just had the most amazing dinner, and I’m certain your apparition process is going to separate both of us from it!”   “I’ve been doing some research,” said Tripsy,  and I think I know how to make the process a little more ‘human friendly’.   However, it does require a little elf-sex magic.”  “Oh no” the girls chorused. “We are exhausted, and our cunts and asses are sore and we couldn’t possibly have any more sex!” added Luna.  Tripsy smiled an evil smile.   “Well it’s up to you; the sex magic is pretty simple and I’m sure you two could manage it, even in your current, shall we say, over-used states.”   “What does it entail?” questioned Hermione.  Tripsy thought, and then informed them “you have to allow 10 male elfs to fuck your mouths and cum on your faces. You have to swallow at least half their cum.”  Hermione looked like she was about to cry, she was so exhausted.  Luna didn’t look much better.  Suddenly, Tripsy let out a peel of laughter. “You girls are too gullible!  Hold my hands and we will head back to Hogwarts, and you won’t be sick.  I’ve adjusted the process already for you.”  She giggled some more, especially when Hermione threw her a murderous look.  Luna, for her part, continued to consolidate her opinion that house elfs were not all they appeared to be.
Madame Morgana embraced each of them in a long hug, and kissed each of them thoroughly. She couldn’t resist squeezing their bare asses once more and pressing her mound against theirs.   “Contact me soon about the ritual” she said in parting, and then they were gone with a soft whip-like crack. On arrival back at the whomping willow, Hermione and Luna only felt mildly nauseated; Tripsy had indeed modified the elf-apparation magic. They thanked Tripsy, Hermione having forgiven her for her prank, and took themselves to bed.
The next week, Luna and Hermione were sitting on a sink in the girl’s toilets with Myrtle. Myrtle was profoundly affected when she learned that the girls had discovered how she died (although they did not reveal how to her, as the ritual must recreate the original scene as accurately as possible). “We’ve also done some more research on the re-enactment ritual Myrtle,” revealed Hermione.  “This stuff is not exactly well documented, and there are lots of unknowns.  We are still unclear about whether it’s possible to control whether you remain a ghost as you are now, or a ghost with the ability to solidify more as you wish, or whether you will transition to the other side afterwards.   Even if we could control this, do you know what you actually want?”   Myrtle remained silent for a while.  Then, in a tremulous voice she told them that she hated being a ghost as she was now. It was utterly unsatisfying.   She would prefer the second option, or perhaps even the third, even if what was beyond the veil was largely unknown.  “In some ways,” she said, “I don’t really care.  I have become so obsessed with getting fucked somehow, that that has become the primary goal, regardless of what happens afterwards.”  Well Myrtle, we are pretty confident that we can achieve that goal!” laughed Hermione. “We are much less confident about anything else.   We could just continue to research, but we seem to have run out of new avenues to explore.  Neither can we practice and experiment.  It seems that we are only going to get one shot at this.   We also have the help of some of Hogwarts former teachers, both alive and dead, who know what took place.  So we are confident we can re-create the scene very accurately.   We have tried also to locate Madame Greystone, the author of the definitive book on ghosts, but she seems to be beyond the veil and inaccessible to both our friends and us.  Anyway, she didn’t write any more books, and neither did anybody else, so we think it unlikely she had more knowledge to impart to us.”   Myrtle’s face contorted as she tried to stop her ghostly tears, but eventually she gave up and let them flow.  “You have been so kind to me,” she sobbed.  “I so wish that I had had friends like you when I was alive, but I’m very happy to know you now. My only worry is that I might end up beyond the veil, and not see you for another 100 years or so!”   Hermione tried to hug her, but just ended up hugging herself, causing them all to dissolve in giggles.  “Well Myrtle, if that’s the way it works out, we look forward to you introducing us to some interesting people on the other side,” opined Luna. “Anyway, we are glad to be your friend, but we need to be off now; we will be in touch as our planning progresses.  All you will have to do is arrive when and where we say! “  And with that they departed, leaving the sad and happy figure of Myrtle to reflect about the future.
Hermione and Luna next planned how they would re-create Myrtle’s death scene.  It was rather vividly imprinted in their visual memories so they were sure of what they had to do.  Of course, once Myrtle entered the scene, it would have to run its own course, but pretty obviously, Myrtle needed to be encouraged into the scene rather than passing out.  Of course, now that she was a ghost, if she did feint (again they wondered about ghostly physiology), it wouldn’t do her any harm!  However, that would consume their one shot at the process.  Madame Greystone, if she was correct, was very clear about that in her book.   Hermione and Luna had decided early on that they would use the room of requirements for the process; that seemed obvious. They were experienced with how to access it and how to use it.   The next task was getting some actors.   Madame Morgana had agreed to play herself.  Once she knew about what took place, it wasn’t difficult to get her to agree - a horny and guilty witch is a force to be reckoned with.   Luna took advantage of another visit to Professor Dumbledore’s office to slip a letter into the apparently slumbering Headmaster Dippet’s portrait to keep him informed and see how he was progressing with enhancing his family magic.  As for the long line of boys, that was not too difficult.   Madame Morgana made a very sexy pictronis of herself and sent it to the girls for distribution.  Madame Morgana had always been very clear about what she found attractive and what she didn’t.  In her pictronis, she described in precise detail what she would be judging the applicant boys on.  As she did this, she pouted and primped, licking her lips, squeezing and playing with her breasts (covered by a beautiful silk gown), turning around, bending over and displaying the shape of her bottom (also covered by the gown).   It was a wondrously sexy performance, and much boy cum was ejaculated following the delivery to each house of a copy of the pictronis.

Actually, it caused rather a lot of disruption to the house common rooms as pretty much every one, boy and girl wanted to watch the pictronis of Madame Morgana. The common rooms turned into seething masses of hormone-fuelled out of control horny students masturbating, making out and outright fucking.  Everybody seemed to lose any inhibition they might have had.  Luna rather thought this was the magic of Madame Morgana’s pictronis, as she saw boys and girls, who were normally too shy to even be seen in their underwear, grinding their naked bodies together.
Only boys were allowed to apply to Madame Morgana, and further, they were only allowed to apply by pictronis.  Of course, the only students that knew how to cast it were Hermione and Luna, so they developed a process by which a boy could apply.  Madame Morgana had given the girls authority to screen the first cut of possible boys, as she trusted their instincts.   She requested that 50 pictroni be submitted to her for her assessment and final selection of 10.   A knock on the room of requirements door, which the girls were using as their application suite, alerted Hermione to the next applicant.   She flicked her wand, admitting a shy-looking boy.  “Hello,” said Hermione brightly. “Come on in, are you here to make your application to Madame Morgana?”  The boy nodded awkwardly.  “Well, you’ll need to be a bit louder than that you know, or you won’t make the cut.”  The boy looked stoically at his feet and nodded.   “What year and house are you in?”  A few strangled sounds came from the boy, but nothing that Hermione could decipher.  She was on the verge of sending him packing, but something gave her pause.  She had ‘interviewed’ 40 boys so far, of which she had allowed 25 to make a pictronis and she had started to develop a good ability to sort the boys – perhaps I am related to the sorting hat, she had thought amusedly to herself once.
The process was that the boys watched Madame Morgana’s own pictronis whilst they made their own.  It was entirely up to them what the content was.  Hermione kept herself in the shadows so as not to influence the process.  She did however, spend an awful lot of time with her finger buried in her pussy as the boys showed their artistic talents.  Some were hilarious, some were sexy, some were strange, some deviant, some compelling, but they all made her horny (or Madame Morgana’s pictronis did).  This boy was different though, but he must be there for a reason.   “Are you in Hufflepuff?” she asked, pretty sure she’d seen him in the Hufflepuff crowd at Quidditch. He nodded again, still making strange noises, but not managing to say anything distinguishable.  Again she asked “what year are you in?”  He looked up then, and raised his left hand, on which 2 fingers were raised.  “OK you are a second-year Hufflepuff.”   He nodded.   She moved on to the next important topic; might as well get it out of the way. “Does your cock get hard and can you shoot cum?”   Again he stared fixedly at his feet, but again he nodded.  As she had asked him questions, Hermione and walked a little closer and was now standing pretty close to him, face to face.   She was looking at his pants, and was pretty sure his cock was getting hard now.  “Do you think I’m sexy,” she asked him.  Again he nodded, but this time noticeably squirming a bit to try and stop his cock from showing.    But Hermione pressed her advantage, and took a small step closer, until she was completely inside the boy’s personal space.  He could smell her, oh God how he could smell her. Hermione used one of the corniest techniques ever, and took his tie in her hand, slowly pulling on it as she asked her next question and allowed her knee to press against his groin. “Do you want to put your cock in my mouth?”   She felt his cock jerk against her knee in response and she pressed against it harder as she slid her hand down his tie and moved her lips to within a cm of his.   The boy was already totally in her thrall, and she knew she could do anything she wanted with him.    He was quite attractive, but with a softer feminine look about him.   Hermione’s instincts were now flaring strongly. The boy had a secret that he wanted to share, but he was very insecure about it.  Hermione was by now also rather excited.   She withdrew her knee, and slowly and deliberately pushed her body against his, groin, belly and chest.   As her erect nipples contacted his shirt, she moaned a little and opened her mouth and kissed him.   She rather thought he was very inexperienced, and so she kissed him thoroughly and carefully, without extracting his tonsils with her tongue.  Hermione didn’t particularly like that kind of snogging anyway.   All the while, she slowly ground her pussy against his cock, which, by now, was extremely hard.
By this time, Hermione had pretty much forgotten why the boy was there as she was very aroused.  He was young, inexperienced, pretty, and his seriously hard young boy cock was mashing against her bushy slit.    “Do you want to put your cock in my mouth now?” she asked again.  “If I let you do that, you have to promise me one thing.”  “Errmmuuugggh” she heard in response.    “If I let you put your cock in my mouth, you must not cum.  Do you understand? Do you think you can do that?”  His eyes were wide with excitement and trepidation but he nodded again.  “Good.  The reason for this is that after I let you put your cock in my mouth, I want your hard young man’s cock to ejaculate your hot sticky cum into my hairy cunt.  Would you like to do that too?”  By now, the boy was barely able to stand as he was trembling so much.  But his prick felt like it was on fire as it throbbed against Hermione’s pussy.   “OK good.  I’m going to do two things now,” cooed Hermione in her ultra-sexy ultra-I’m the boss voice.  First, I’m going to step away from you, and I’m going to take my clothes off for you.  As I do this, I don’t want you to touch yourself.  I am going to show you all of my body. I’m going show you my tits, my ass and my pussy.  I’m especially going to show you my ass and pussy from behind.  I think all young men like that view.   After I have done that, I’m going to come back very close to you again.  You must not cum. If you do, you will be eliminated.   Then, I’m going to rub my naked body all against you. I’m going to turn around, and press my bottom against your cock, and I’m going to milk you through your pants.  You must not cum.”
Hermione was very aware of what she was doing.  Her descriptions of what she was about to do raised the boy’s arousal and excitement to yet another level, perhaps even more than if she was actually doing it – the mind was an insidious organ.   “Would you like me to tell you what I’m going to do after that, or do you want to see me naked first?”   The boy was panting and sweating so hard now, he couldn't even manage a strangled gurgle.  “OK, I think you want to see me first, is that right?”   A wild-eyed nod was her answer.  “You must not cum.  OK, I’m going to start bottom up.”  With that, she faced away from him, and bent over to access her shiny school shoes.  Her panty-clad, heart shaped bottom, with the gathering over her pussy was fully on display.   “Very difficult, these buckles, you know,” she pretended.   After a lot of wiggling, she managed to undo her shoes and step out of them.   The boy was breathing so hard, Hermione wondered briefly if it was possible for such a young person to have a heart attack!  She continued her display, now slipping her long socks down to her dainty ankles.  She pulled each sock from its foot, and then turned back to face him.  “Did you like seeing my bottom, young sir?  Were you imagining what my pussy looks like? You’ve never seen a girl’s pussy before have you?”   He shook his head in agreement.   Now Hermione reached up under her little school skirt, and hooked her fingers into her panties.  The boy could see her thighs and soft looking pussy mound.  He could also see some pubic hair escaping and his cock started to twitch, rather than throb.  Hermione could see this through his pants, and admonished him “You must not cum. If you do you will need to leave.   Control your penis.  Imagine it’s being ripped from your body by an angry goblin.  This unpleasant image had just enough impact to stave off the boy’s orgasm, and he returned to his previous, ultra-hard but not imminently cummimg state.  “Good boy,” Hermione whispered.  “Now, watch carefully.”  With a sub-vocalised spell, her skirt raised itself to her waist, and Hermione very slowly wriggled her panties down to her knees.   As they reached her knees, she spread her legs to hold them there, and directed the boy to look at the very damp spot on the gusset.  “Look what you have done, young man.  You’ve made my pussy all creamy.  Just imagine how nice that will feel when I let you put your cock in me.”   She left her skirt magically hiked up, and then slowly unbuttoned her blouse.  Hermione rarely wore a bra, she enjoyed her stiff nipples against her cotton blouse, and today was no different.  She removed her shirt, and stood there naked, apart from her little skirt around her waist, and her panties around her knees.
True to her word, she turned around, brought her legs together, and allowed her panties to drop so she could step out of them.  Then she pushed back against the boy and slowly gyrated her ass against his cock.  She made sure that she rode him up and down so that his cock head slightly penetrated her slit though his light-weight trousers.   “Do not cum,” she reminded him.   After she quasi-fucked him through his pants for a little while, she turned back around, and pushed herself against him again.    Her cunt was aching to be fucked, but she had more teasing to do before that happened.   She leaned forwards and kissed him again, this time her whole naked body pushed against him, , her pussy continuing to grind against his very hard cock.   This time, the boy kissed her back a little, although he was still very uncomfortable with the situation.   “Now, here’s the second thing I am going to do, I am going to undress you.  Just like I did for myself. I am going to take all your clothes off so I can see you.  You must not cum.  If you cum, you will be eliminated and I will have to punish you as well.  Nod if you understand.” The boy was trembling so much by now, his nod could barely be distinguished (not that Hermione really cared, it was just part of her game).     Hermione was enjoying immensely how her body and actions had totally ensnared the boy.   She stepped back a little, and looked him up and down.  Her stiff nipples showing the boy how aroused she was.  He just looked at her with total power ceded to her.  Hermione still knew that there was a secret to be had, and that she needed to be prepared and careful, whatever it was.  Pussy throbbing, she bent down to untie the boy’s shoes and allowed him to step out of them.  As she looked up, she involuntarily licked her lips as she saw his bulge throb again with his excitement. Next she stood back up and very slowly undid his tie, making sure that she stroked and pulled on it at every opportunity.  She reminded him “don’t cum.”    Next she undid his belt and pulled it out of his pants, and then she undid his pants buttons so that they started to slide down.  They slid as far as his crotch where they held up due to his erection.   Working from the bottom up, she undid his shirt buttons.  As she pulled each one free, she allowed her fingernails to tease and scratch his belly.   This treatment caused him to start to breathe very fast and irregularly again so she slowed it and again reminded him “don’t cum.”  The boy had probably never been touched by anyone in this way before, let alone even seen a stunningly attractive and sexy young woman naked right in front of him before.  Hermione was sure his senses were very overloaded and she needed to proceed slowly to avoid his orgasm arriving prematurely.
Soon his shirt was open a few buttons.  As Hermione went to undo the next couple of buttons, suddenly the boy squirmed away, apparently in fear.  Hermione admonished, “young sir, you must not try to avoid me – I know that you are very anxious about something.  But you can trust me with your secret. I know what it is like to feel different, so does my friend Luna.  I will not betray you or make you feel bad about it. OK?  Oh, and don’t cum!”  The boy calmed, and for the first time made a quasi coherent sound “tnk u.”  Hermione proceeded with the remaining two buttons and prepared though she was (perhaps for horrible scars she had thought), she still had not expected what was waiting for her.  Revealed were two small and beautiful breasts, just like a young second year girl should have.  The boy looked horrified as his secret was finally revealed, but Hermione calmed him as she stated, “oh what beautiful breasts, they are just like mine were” and immediately cupped them gently with her hands.   The boy had probably never had his breasts touched by another, and again Hermione needed to be very careful not to trigger his cock into pumping hot cum.   As she fondled his breasts, she again pushed her cunt against his crotch, but during the shirt unbuttoning his pants had dropped all the way down.  She allowed him to step out, but continued to lightly push herself against him.  “Are you alright young sir?” she checked.  “Yes miss” she heard, and heard distinctly.   “I imagine it is very difficult for you in the dorm, keeping your secret.  But you know, if you wanted to, there are dis-illusion charms that we could supply you with.  Now, let us proceed, because, you know, you are still going to put your cock in my warm wet mouth, and my hot swollen, throbbing pussy.  Then you can cum.  Do you will want to do that?”  Hermione felt the boy push his groin hard against her pussy and she had her answer.  “Now, I’d like to suck on your breasts, but I’m pretty sure that would make you cum, so I’m not going to do that now.  Now, I’m going to take your pants off.”  Hermione stepped back a couple of paces, and did a little twirl – she was still wearing just her skirt magically hiked up a round her waist.   As she turned, she ben over a little again to remind the boy just how tasty her pussy looked, as it poked out between her thighs.
The boy’s right hand was now holding and squeezing his erection through his under-pants.  Hermione stepped back from him, and gently pushed his hand off.   She squatted down, and breathing heavily, nuzzled the outline of his prick with her teeth.  She opened her mouth wide and bit down gently on his rigid flesh, acutely feeling his arousal. His cock was not huge (she was a bit spoiled by Harry), but she could feel power in it.   “Are your ready?” she checked again, testing the poor boy’s resolve to the maximum.  “OK, and by the way, don't cum!”   With that she hooked her fingers into his briefs, and slowly pulled them down.  She deliberately held them tightly against his cock so that it was forced downwards as she removed them. Finally, it was just the head of his cock held down.  Hermione took a deep breath, and then tugged his pants down.  She could just about hear the slap as his cock sprang up and smacked his belly.  The boy heard Hermione’s rapid intake of breath and gasp as his final secret was revealed.  He immediately tried to avoid Hermione’s view, but she grabbed his legs and ass and held him fast.   His cock was gorgeous, but that was not what took her breath away.  Under his cock were two quite small testicles.  Further, given his state of arousal, they were tightly contracted upwards, almost disappearing into the cavity from which they originally descended so that they were almost invisible. Beneath his balls, was something else entirely.  The boy was hermaphroditic, and he was also the owner also of a very small, but beautiful vagina.  Its lips were tightly shut, but glistening with fluid.
Hermione really didn’t know whether to think of the boy as male or female, but since he dressed as a boy, she assumes he more strongly identified as a boy.  Slowly she stood up, all the while keeping a hold of him, until they were face to face.  First she kissed him ever so gently, and she pushed her body against his.  Breasts to breasts, pussy to cock, and with his vertical erection, pussy to pussy. As she slowly ground against him, she could feel her cunt lips against his. “Well, young sir, that is the most wonderful surprise.  I see why you were anxious, but as I said before, I will never betray your trust.  Now, Madame Morgana will absolutely delight in you being a part of her orgy, so let’s make your pictronis now.  Then, as I promised, you can put your cock in my mouth and in my pussy where you can cum.  Then, if you would like, I would really like to taste your pussy and see if I can make you cum again.  Do you know if you can cum via having your pussy stimulated?”  The boy, finally relaxed, replied clearly – “no I don’t know Miss Hermione.  Please will you call me by name? It’s Alex.   I was so scared you’d call me a freak and throw me out. Nobody knows but you, but as you said, it’s getting really difficult to hide.    If you can help me with a charm that would be wonderful.”  Hermione smiled her friendliest smile at Alex and said “Alex, I will help you in as many ways as you want.   I’m sure Luna will want to help too.  Now, let’s make your pictronis.  I suggest that all you need to do for Madame Morgana is let me strip you again, just like I did before.  When she sees your throbbing prick, soft white breasts, and your little pink slit, you’ll be lucky if she doesn’t come and fetch you directly.”
Hermione duly cast the spell, and they re-enacted the previous scene.  Hermione took special pleasure in showing off her ass to the pictronis viewer as well, and she took advantage of the situation to rub and squeeze all of Alex’s soft and hard body parts!   After finalizing the pictronis, Hermione and Alex were still as aroused as ever, with the advantage that Alex was now comfortable and not on the verge of collapse, orgasm, feinting or running away.  But he was still very nervous, as Hermione was about to take his virginities.   Hermione, horny though she was, was perceptive enough to realize this.  So she took her time, as she licked and tongued Alex’s nipples, to then ask him if he was sure he wanted his cock in her holes, and her tongue in his.  Alex looked directly into Hermione’s brown eyes and said “yes Miss Hermione.  I have been so terrified of this moment; it’s become all I can think of. I can’t think of any more perfect way for me to get past it than with you.  Thank you for being so kind, as well as drop-dead sexy!”
Hermione smiled again and whispered, “well let’s get on with part one then.  Do you want to put your cock in my mouth?”     As she said this, she dropped to her knees, and opened her mouth.  Alex’s cock was still vertically erect, so she grabbed it with her right hand, and slowly pushed it down and raised herself a little until all was in alignment.  She reached out with her tongue, and slowly licked the tip of his cock. Alex jumped with the new sensation, and then moaned very loudly as Hermione engulfed his cock head in her wet mouth.  “Mmmmmmm dnt cm” she gurgled. Alex could hardly believe the sensation of fire now spreading from his groin, and he took Hermione unawares as he suddenly pushed his cock into her mouth and down her throat.  “Nnnngggg Mmmmmm” was all he heard as she accommodated him.  Hermione was rather good at this, having had Harry mashing himself into her throat for a while now.  She left it down there for a while, and then slowly pulled herself off, leaving lots of gooey saliva on his shaft and drooling from her mouth.  She licked the sides of his cock and also tongued his tiny balls, making him squirm some more in pleasure.   “Alex, I have a special secret too.  I’d like to show you and I think you will enjoy it,” she said.   With that, Hermione transitioned to her part cat state.  With her rough cat tongue, she started the blowjob in earnest.   Alex, for his part, started to fondle Hermione’s furry ears as her tongue swirled over his shaft.   Alex started to get lost in the sensations, and began to thrust regularly into Hermione’s mouth.  She realized he was on the path to orgasm, and so she stopped her ministrations. “Alex, I think it’s time for you to put your penis in my vagina.”  Her use of such formal language seemed to cause Alex to suddenly become more confident, as he lifted her up and drew her to the bed that the ever-ready room of requirements had provided.   “Alex, I want you to fuck me from behind,” breathed Hermione.  With that she kneeled down on the bed, skirt around her waist, ass up, legs spread, backed up to the end of the bed.  Alex needed no further invitation as she wiggled her hairy cunt at him.  He grabbed her hips and maneuvered himself so that his cock was positioned at her opening.  Hermione reached behind herself, and pulled her ass cheeks wide.  This caused her pussy to pop open as the fluid holding her lips together let go, and she cried out “put your cock in my pussy Alex.”  She pushed back and he pushed forward and his cock sank all the way into her sopping cunt.   If Alex had thought her mouth felt good, the sensation was now something he could never imagined.  Hermione started to grind his cock with her pussy and Alex responded by fucking her earnest. Hermione was over all the teasing now. She just wanted his cum, hard and fast.   “Cum in me Alex, fuck your cum into my cunt.  Fill me, spray my ass with your cum.  Cum for me now young sir!”
Alex barely heard her, but his body sensed her urgency, and he fucked her now with total abandon.  The fire in his groin spread to his whole belly and he felt his entire abdominal area start to contract and focus that fire.  Suddenly, and without him being able to do anything about it, his cock erupted with his first orgasm with his cock in a girl’s pussy. Alex abandoned himself to the sensations, and just allowed the fire to flow from his belly through his cock and into Hermione’s pulsating cunt.   Hermione felt the magic of his firey cum pour into her and she screamed as her body responded, the walls of her sex squeezing down on Alex’s prick as it spewed his viscous fluids into her.   Despite his multi-gender sex organs, Alex was favoured with a large cum-making capability, and as his cum poured into Hermione, she wrenched her cunt off him so she could enjoy hot thick sticky ropes of cum splattering on her bottom and ass hole.  As soon as he could, Alex crammed himself back inside Hermione, and their orgasms finally started to subside, his cock pulsing to the end of his cum reservoir.
As focus returned to him, Alex was greeted by the wondrous sight of his cock slowly sliding out of Hermione’s pussy. She was hairy, with pink swollen lips protruding, cum dripping out of her hole, and clinging to her lips.   As his cock popped out, an emboldened Alex quickly squatted, and rapidly tongued Hermione, tasting his own cum mingled with her juice for the first time.   “Mmmmmmm,” murmed Hermione, bit she had to push Alex off as her pussy was now so hyper-sensitized by his orgasm magic she couldn't take any more.  Alex looked a bit upset, so Hermione, now sufficiently coherent post orgasm, explained – “Alex you probably don’t realize, but you have powerful natural sex magic in you.  Maybe that’s what allows you your male and female sex, I’m not sure, Luna probably knows more.   Your magic so imbued my pussy that it was so sensitive after your orgasm I couldn’t handle your tongue at that moment.  Maybe that’s a bit of genetics. Your magic is making sure nobody else can take me after you have.”    Alex nodded, obviously in deep thought.   Suddenly he heard Hermione laugh, which brought him from his reverie.  “Guess what Alex, I forgot to stop the pictronis spell, and that whole session was recorded.  Well I think you should allow Madame Morgana to see the whole thing. I’m not sure it’s possible to make her hornier, and she will select you for sure, but I think she will, err, appreciate seeing all of that.  And further, I will talk with her about your secret and make sure she respects it also.  She is also rather skilled at sex magic, and I think we should spend some time with her somewhen in the future talking about your situation.  However, if we visit her, you can be sure she will fuck us, so be prepared!  Now, I think we have one more thing to do, don’t we. I’m not letting you go until I have tasted your pretty little pussy.  You can decide who you want to be the first to fuck it – I don't think Harry will fit in your natural state, although I happen to know a spell, courtesy of Madame Morgana, that will solve that.”  Hermione looked very pleased at that thought, in particular.  “So, would you like my tongue in your pussy?”
Alex answered that by clambering up on to the bed, lying on his back and spreading his legs.  He slowly pulled on his cock, causing it to start to harden a little, whilst revealing his small balls, and neat wet slit to Hermione.  Hermione had only enjoyed Luna and Madame Morgana’s pussies, so she wasn’t the most experienced, but Alex was even less so, so she was sure she could make Alex feel good.  Whether he could orgasm or not, was an open question; it didn’t really matter, Hermione just wanted to help this shy and beautiful person enjoy his/her unique body.   Hermione gazed hungrily at Alex, and then maneuvered herself between his legs. She caressed his inner thighs with her hands, and as she lowered her face towards his pussy, she allowed her thick bushy hair to tickle his skin.   He giggled and squirmed, enjoying the sensations.   Hermione had left her tongue in its cat form, but she thought it may be too much for Alex at this stage, so she transfigured herself back to full human state.  Hermione licked his thighs, slowly progressing towards his moist slit.  Hermione inhaled deeply as she reached it, savouring all the difference scents, and then she lightly tongued along the visible lips.  Alex moaned and pushed his hips forwards, clearly enjoying the sensations.   Hermione felt her own pussy tingle again as Alex responded.   She spent some time on his outer lips, and then decided it was time to discover what was inside.   She pushed her tongue more firmly into his slit, and the lips parted, revealing a perfect set of inner lips.  At the top was nestled a tiny clitoris, just barely visible.  Alex tasted divine, and Hermione started to tongue him in earnest, working her way slowly around his vagina, always licking upwards towards his clitoris, as she wanted to see how it would respond.  It did respond, the tiny button extruding a little more.  But it remained very delicate and slender, and Hermione took care to treat it very gently.  She worked her tongue around the base of his clitoris, and then used her teeth to very gently grasp and nibble it.  Alex jumped and writhed at this treatment, but Hermione was well prepared.  Luna had taught her very well how to safely use her teeth on a girl’s clitoris.
Hermione’s pussy was by now very wet, and her pubic hair was starting to soak up the fluids leaking from her pussy – it would have been perfect if someone was eating her as she ate Alex.  As she worked his clitoris, Hermione inserted a wet finger into his hole.  She was fully expecting it might not be very deep, but her finger slid right on in to Alex’s channel, and it felt just like any other girl’s; what an amazing creature he was.  Alex was moaning very loudly now, and Hermione observed a deep red flush start to extend across his belly and spread up to his breasts and neck and down to his groin.  His orgasm was clearly approaching.  Hermione focused her efforts now, teasing his clitoral stalk with her tongue, whilst fingering his pussy, working where his G spot, if he had one, should be.   Alex’s breath became rapid, and he continued to pull his own hard cock as his female orgasm followed moments later, his whole abdomen now flushed with blood.  Hermione was transfixed by this flush – she herself flushed a little, but nothing like this.     It was such a turn on for her to see him so aroused a second time and in such a different way.  Slowly his orgasm subsided, the flush retreated and his breath became regular.  It was at that point that Hermione realized that there was fluid also leaking from his cock.   Alex had in fact cum from his cock as well as in his pussy.  Maybe it was all one dual-organ orgasm, Hermione pondered, not that she really cared.  Alex finally sat up and hugged Hermione, tears streaming down his face.  “Hermione, thank you so much for that experience and for being so careful with me.  I was sure I could trust you, even though you didn’t know me.   I feel like a massive oppression has been lifted from me, and at last I feel positive about what I am.”  Hermione just hugged him harder, her own tears wetting her face.  “Thank you for your trust Alex, although I don’t quite know why you placed it in me!  Do you actually want me to send the pictronis to Madame Morgana, or was that all just an excuse to be here now.”  “It was a ploy, but actually, I’d like to be part of it.  Myrtle is very sweet to me and if I can help that would be good. Also, despite my shyness, I am really very keen to meet Madame Morgana and be part of her orgy; I think that would be good for me!”
With that, Alex and Hermione separated from each other, and Hermione helped Alex get dressed. She spent rather a long time doing that, making his dressing just as sexy as his undressing.  By the time she came to pull his trousers up, a rather hard cock again needed to be pushed down into his briefs.  They both giggled, and Hermione was half tempted to pull it out again. But, Harry was due to pick her up soon, and so she resisted.  However, she didn't bother dressing herself, rather enjoying her skirt still magically hiked up to her waist with all of her body on display.  She kissed Alex good-bye, and told him she would contact him soon, and then contemplated how she would greet Harry…
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