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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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A little later that evening, they all met in the room of requirements, but Luna refused to say anything until her other needs were attended to.  The tense day had caused her to be very wound up, and the only way to wind her down again was, of course, via her pussy.  Luna, rather extravagantly, gestured with her wand, and a large circular bed appeared next to them.   Luna then proceeded to climb onto it on all fours.   She arranged her bottom to face her friends, and then lifted her skirt to her waist, and wiggled her (thankfully again) naked ass and cunt at her friends. “Who’s first?” she asked.   As much as they wanted to know what had happened that day, it was clear there was going to be no further information until Luna was sated.    Well, it wasn’t really a bad situation.  By now, Luna was reaching behind herself and holding her ass and pussy wide open, desperate for something to fill her holes.
Harry, with a somewhat evil smile, also started to cast a spell.  The room went dark, except for a spotlight on Luna, and suddenly she found herself restrained, her legs held apart with a spreader bar and her ankles and wrists chained to the bed.  “So Luna” intoned Harry “I wonder who will have the first go and what they will do to you.”  Luna wiggled further, trying to push her cunt further into the air for someone to fuck her or eat her, she didn’t really care.  “Maybe we will invite that nice young Centaur who helped out with Myrtle to come and destroy your pussy.  Or maybe you’d prefer Hagrid’s log stretching your ass into oblivion, and no, I’m not going to apply Madame Morgana’s engorgement spell.  Or alternatively, I’m sure we could convince some house elfs to come and do whatever it is that house elfs do to pretty Hogwarts school girls who are spread-eagled with their cunt in the air begging for cock.”  Luna urgled and writhed as much as she could within her restraints.  She really didn’t care, but she needed SOMETHING in her pussy or ass NOW.
Hermione was very entertained by the proceedings so far.   She had been rubbing herself  from the moment Luna had jumped onto the bed, and her panties were really rather moist.  Sometimes though, Hermione had quite a wicked sense of humour.  “You know, I think Luna needs something different.  She’s fucked us all in as many ways as is possible. Surely, she’s fed up with that.  She knows how Neville and Harry feel when they are pounding her holes.  She knows how my cat tongue feels when she cums on it.   But there are lots of creatures here she has never sampled!”  Hermione was smiling rather evilly.   Luna, although she totally trusted her friends with her life, was looking just ever so slightly anxious, but it didn’t stop her from continuing to try to get someone to fuck her.  Neville and Harry were both standing just in front of her, stiff pricks throbbing just a few cm from her mouth, just out of reach.  “God, whatever it is, please do it,” cried an exasperated Luna.    Hermione went and stood between her two male friends, and grabbed a penis in each hand – slowly pulling and stretching and squeezing them.  Luna, watching this, was being driven crazy with frustration – the boys just had their eyes closed as they enjoyed Hermione’s ministrations.  Hermione’s teasing skills with a penis were really quite exceptional now – her time in the library with Garis had certainly helped hone her natural talents.   Hermione was ready to release her new magical skill.
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For some months, Hermione had been exploring a rather obscure form of magic.   She had first learned about it from their good friend Professor Dippet. It had been whilst Luna was having one of her sessions with Dumbledore, and Hermione had accompanied her and spent the time chatting to the ever horny and outrageous Dippet.  Dippet had been saying the most wicked things to Hermione whilst Dumbledore and Luna were in their mindscape.   As he was saying them, he had of course allowed his magnificent cock to escape his robes, and Hermione enjoyed no end watching him masturbate, imagining many of the kinky little ideas he was offering her at the same time.  Hermione’s cunt was absolutely soaked, and she had a series of small orgasms (she was not really totally relaxed whilst standing) as Dippet manipulated his member for her.
As his orgasm neared, Dippet murmured “watch this my dear” as he made some sub-vocal incantation with a little bit of hand (well, one hand) work.  To Hermione’s fascination, a pile of old rags on the floor next to Dippet suddenly seemed to come to life.  The pile became taller and fuller, seemed to ‘stand up’, and as Hermione watched, formed into a quasi-humanoid shape.   Every second, that shape became more and more defined until the rags had transformed into an amazing looking creature.  It was clearly female, had a tail, was the most gorgeous deep, deep red colour, and had a tongue that Cat Hermione would die for.  The creature was already on its knees and that tongue was wrapped around Dippet’s cock.  Dippet was already very close to his orgasm, and this was the final straw.  The creature ripped her raspy tongue along and around his engorged rod once more and pulled back (Hermione had the idea that this was not the first time), strings of sticky saliva still attached to Dippet’s shaft.  Dippet now looked directly into Hermione’s eyes and started to cum, spewing hot yummy jets of thick semen onto the creature’s tongue.  As he did this Dippet mouthed to Hermione “would you like to fuck me Hermione, I want you to fuck me Hermione, I want your hot Hogwart’s girl pussy fucking my cock Hermione.”   Despite her standing repose, that was enough to tip her over the edge, and Hermione enjoyed a nice deep orgasm, just about causing her to fall onto the portrait.
As the creature gobbled up the last of Dippet’s cream, she started to lose her form, reversing the previous process.  After a little while, there was nothing but a pile of rags, a very satisfied looking Armando Dippet, with his very beautiful wet cock, slackening and dripping little gobbets of cum to the floor.   Hermione gazed at the Headmaster – “the answer is yes Professor Dippet.  When next you are ready to exit your portrait or admit someone in, I’d like it to be me.  I do want to fuck you, I do want my overheated Hogwart’s girl pussy filled with your magnificent cock.   I also want Madame Morgana to join us. I want her to see you stretch me wide and fill me with your endless thick spunk.”  Hermione was also rather good at dirty talk, and Dippet’s penis was already starting to fill with blood again, twitching and lifting.   “Hermione, you are very kind to an old dead man,” smiled Dippet as his penis dragged itself to half-mast. “Headmaster, I think Dumbledore and Luna’s session will be over soon – can you please tell me about that rag magic ? I’ve never seen or heard of that before. It seemed like a kind of transfiguration with animation overlaid.”  Dippet seemed not to hear, as he was already enjoying his now fully hard cock in his hand, as he imagined Hermione’s soft pussy squeezing him.  “Headmaster?” prodded Hermione.   “Oh sorry dear, you know how it is, especially when one is prodigiously endowed like I am.  Very well, I shall ignore my penis for the moment.  No, you would not have seen or heard of this magic before.  It’s also part of my family grimoire.    But Hermione, in exchange for your continued sexy presence and your promise of impaling your gorgeous, wet, hairy hole on my old, gnarly weapon, I am happy to explain it to you. It’s called ‘Golem Magic’.  It is, as you say, the ability to transfigure and animate previously inanimate objects.  It’s quite simple once you know how, and enormously good fun.  The animated creature can only remain in that state for a few tens of minutes at best.  But interestingly, if you do it correctly, the animated creature has intelligence and emotion.  Further, you can animate into the same creature so it remembers the last time.  The lovely red daemon you saw before has drunk my cum on hundreds of occasions, and she remembers each one with perfect clarity.   When you are next here, I’ll show you what she likes to do with her animated pussy.    I think you will rather enjoy that.” Once again, Dippet’s cock was standing tall and throbbing as he imagined his creature doing whatever she does to Hermione, but this time he could not ignore it.  “Oh God Hermione, dear, please show me your ass and pussy, quickly, I need to cum again.”  Hermione knew only too well how that sexual pressure felt.  She looked over at Dumbledore and Luna, who were still not yet mentally returned, so with a sexy lick of her lips, she leaned forwards close to the portrait, looked Dippet in the eyes and said “Professor, next time I visit, your magnificent cock is going to be buried in my sticky, tight, squeezy girl cunt”. Dippet groaned, his hand pumping hard on his shaft, as Hermione turned around, bent over, and pulled her skirt up to her hips.  Then she reached behind herself, rubbed her slit through her sopping panties, hooked her fingers in the band, and s-l-o-w-l-y pulled them down, with each little tug, wiggling her ass to the other side so that her outer pussy lips were squeezed between her thighs and her inner lips glistened and peeled open with each move.  Dippet screamed out in total abandon, and Hermione, quickly looking over her shoulder, again witnessed his supercharged ejaculate flying from his cock and disappearing into the darkness of the portrait.  Dippet came and came, each pulse accompanied by a cry of ecstasy.   Once more, eventually, his engorged, cum-drooling cock started to slacken.  Hermione was subconsciously licking her lips, she so wanted his prick in her.  Suddenly she heard other noises, and looking about, realized that half the people in the surrounding portraits were naked, pussies full of toys and cocks spouting jism!
Hermione was so absorbed in the tableau she got quite a fright when she felt the arms of Luna about her, and a soft kiss to her neck.  “Tell me after” said Luna, pulling Hermione’s panties up and her skirt down.   “Hello Professor” she called saucily to Dippet, who was wandering about his portait, cock hanging red and loose, looking for something. “Ah here it is,” he exclaimed. Next moment, some parchment extruded itself from his portrait, and settled in Hermione’s hands.  “Full instructions for Golem Animation Hermione,” Dippet called.  Dumbledore was now starting to rouse also from the mindscape, so Hermione quickly voiced her thanks, and slipped the parchment into her blouse for later scrutiny.   “Goodbye Headmaster” called out Luna and Hermione to Dumbledore as they left his room, “thanks for the lesson.”     Hermione was not sure, but she had an inkling that she saw Dippet appearing in another portrait as they were leaving.  His penis was semi-turgid again, and sitting on a chair, legs spread, a smile on her face, a finger in her slit, was the woman whom Luna had seen the first time she had roused Dippet from his pretense slumbers.
As they walked away from Dumbledore’s office, Hermione mused  “Luna, do you think Dumbledore partakes in any of the horny shenanigans of his portraits, or even for real?”   “I really don’t know, and I’m not sure I want to know.  I know he is or was primarily interested in males.   Sometimes, I have tried to imagine Dumbledore naked, or fucking someone, but I just keep ending up with this terrible image of a thin scrawny body and an equally thin, flaccid penis dangling over slightly fluffy, shriveled up testicles.  Perhaps that is some glamour magic that he applies to keep his secrets safe.  I can’t work it out.  I’ve never managed to spy on him or see him do anything untowardly sexy.  Again, I’m not so sure that is not a bad thing!”   “Mmmmm” murmured Hermione. “Well that’s a challenge, to find out some secrets from Dumbledore and see him naked.  Perhaps your sexy friend Professor Snape knows a little something, and be encouraged to give it up.   I’m pretty sure he would like to have another taste of your body Luna, perhaps another show at the Cabaret, and you better take me this time.”  Luna, smiled and flounced up the stairs, providing Hermione with her favourite view of a female’s sex.  Hermione chased her all the way to great hall for lunch, eventually collapsing in giggles with a breathless Luna.

Hermione’s friends hardly saw her, except at lessons, for quite some time as Hermione was totally obsessed by Dippet’s parchment and the possibilities of the Golem Magic.  She was also unusually secretive about what she was learning, and eventually the other three stopped probing her (at least, her mind) for information and largely forgot about it.   But Hermione kept at it.  She learned the complex sub-vocal spells and the additional hand patterns that augmented the spells.  Even more complex was the process to re-summon the same golem.    The parchment had explained (it spoke to Hermione and was illustrated by Dippet himself, sometimes with himself and his own golems at work) to Hermione how she had to build an internal mind-scape in which each golem existed persistently.  Then, to animate the golem, she essentially had to transfer that representation from her mind to the material being animated.  This was seriously difficult magic, despite Dippet’s claim that it was ‘simple’ and Hermione was extremely taxed working it out with no further help.  Hermione had half a mind to go visit Dippet with Luna and, err, “have a lesson”, but she was fairly sure that would just lead to a lot of fucking, one way or another, and very little magic learning.

After a few months of hard work, Hermione had developed 3 basic golem forms.  For one of those, she could keep a persistent instantiation of it in her mindscape.   It was kind of like an imaginary friend, but Hermione found herself feeling responsible for her creation.  It was almost like a child – she flagged to herself to discuss this with Dippet some time.  Of her three forms, one was male, one was female, and one appeared to be neither (it was an early attempt).  The male form was the one she was keeping persistently in her head.  She found that depending on what material she re-animated, his personality varied a bit.  If she used rags, he was soft and pliant.  If she used wood, he was stubborn and difficult to get to agree to anything.  Although he was her creation, she did not have full command and control over him (or if she did, she didn’t know how to manage it).
Her male, whom she called “Glirt” was an unusual looking humanoid creature. Like Dippet’s golem, he was a bit demonic, with a pointy tail and deep red skin (perhaps they all came out like that).  He was quite tall and slender, and walked with a grace that surprised Hermione.  He had bony ridges down his spine, and little bone-like cartilage extrusions in many places on his body.  Hermione had no idea why he was like this, he just was. Glirt’s musculature was delicate but strong, and his ½ m tail whipped about, as if it was independently alive.  Perhaps it was.  His face was delicately boned, but also covered in the intriguing bony extrusions.  His skull was totally devoid of hair, his eyes a deep amber, framed by his deep red skin.   Hermione often admired Glirt, her eyes traversing the vertical line of his body from the top of his head to his groin. Ah his groin…   Glirt was equipped with a beautiful penis.  It was thick, it was ridged with veins, it was a deep, deep, purple colour, contrasting with the more red-ish hues of the rest of his skin, and it was erect.  It was always erect.  Glirt could only come into being for about 30 minutes at a time, and his penis was always erect.  In Hermione’s mindscape, this was not always the case, but on animation, his cock was always hard, always throbbing with blood, always ready.   He could also completely control his orgasms, cumming only when Hermione released him to do so.   After orgasm, his penis did slacken, but then as it de-tumesced, so did Glirt revert to his source material.  Hermione had rather enjoyed exploring her golems, male, female and neither.
Hermione had recently succeeded in animating both Glirt and the female form at the same time.  The female was always naïve and confused because she wasn’t persistent.    Hermione therefore usually made her from pliant rags, so that she would do as bid.   She had no idea what Glirt was, or what she should do with him, and Hermione had just a few minutes to encourage her to present her demon cunt to Glirt’s ever-ready cock. Hermione had found that the best way to do this was to demonstrate to her what she wanted.   Hermione, who was fast becoming as exhibitionistic as Luna, just loved to hold her female golem by the hand, have the two of them stand in front of Glirt’s ridiculous member, and then bend over in front of him, causing the female to also do the same.  Her pussy was bald (all Hermione’s golems were hair free it seemed), but its texture was soft and pliant and, like Girt’s cock, always ready, always moist.   Glirt always wanted to fuck Hermione, because he did want to please his creator, and had a rudimentary understanding that he was dependent on her for his existence.  Hermione did let him fuck her, but she always teased him and made him thrust very slowly, pre-cum persistently drooling from his cock head.  For the female golem though, once she he coaxed Glirt’s  penis out of her own pussy and into the golem’s, she encouraged him to abandon all controls and attempt to destroy her demon cunt.  Once released in this way, Girt was totally wild, and he screamed and cried in abandon as he was freed of all shackles.   He had also discovered, by mistake, that the female had a second hole and that he could fuck that too.  Girt was particularly adept at swapping his cock from hole to hole as he pounded the female.  Her golem magic allowed her to adapt to Glirt’s abuse, and she seemed to enjoy it as much as he did.  Her cunt absolutely overflowed with lubricant, much of which ended up in her ass - her screams as she ground herself with maximum force on Girt were something to see and hear.  Hermione usually conducted these sessions in the Room of Requirements,  charms in place to constrain all sounds, just in case someone else managed to enter.  Hermione herself, usually conjured herself a big chair that she reclined in, her blouse and skirt pulled up, her pussy filled with a range of sex toys of her own design.  She especially liked her toy that ran a tendril of sex energy into her ass, extruded up to her nipples, and filled her pussy with a pulsating plug of energy leaving her free to manipulate her clitoris with maximal effect.   Finally, with her last vestige of control, Hermione signaled mentally to Glirt that he could release.  The screams of the Golems told Hermione Glirt was spewing his fluid into the female’s pulsating holes, and Hermione allowed her own orgasm to rush through her, the energy tendrils searching out every possible nerve ending in her cunt and ass - her entire abdomen felt like it was on fire.  When Hermione opened her eyes again, the Golems had returned to their source state, and Glirt was safely tucked away in Hermione’s mindscape, one new memory in place. Hermione reckoned that by now she had sufficient mastery of her golems that when the opportunity presented, she was going to introduce them to her friends.
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Hermione pulled the boys closer to Luna, the tips of their cocks just a few cm from her mouth.   “Now Luna, I’m going to give you a little present from the boys, but then I’m going to surprise you with something special.  Something new.   Would you like that?”  In response, all Luna could do was gasp her agreement, again desperately grinding her ass to show Hermione how much she needed her holes filled to fully cleanse her of the experience in Umbridge’s office.   “OK then Luna,” drawled Hermione. With that, she upped her work rate on the boys, now vigorously pulling and squeezing their penises, as she crooned “mmmm, cummm, Luna, would you like some boy cum splashing in face your face, in your mouth, running down your creamy breasts?”  Luna opened her mouth wide and closed her eyes.  Hermione then nibbled the ear of each boy, whispering, “Cum for Luna”, milking each cock, and with a cry from each boy, the cum started to flow.   Hermione kept hold, hard, of each cock, squeezing, pulling and pumping, loving the feel of each cock throbbing cum into Luna’s mouth, on her face, in her hair, and down her tits.  As always, Neville poured torrents of semen out of his prick, which Luna attempted to gobble down.  Harry focused on spraying her face and hair and tits with his also impressive load.   Luna could not keep up with Neville’s efforts and soon his semen was pouring from her mouth, dripping down her tits.   Hermione, having relinquished her hold on their cocks, dropped to all fours, and started kissing Luna with a passion, drinking all of the extra cum from Neville that she could.  It tasted so good, and Hermione was almost tempted to abandon her plan for Luna because her pussy was throbbing with the need to be fucked now. However, Hermione always had a semblance of control, and she asserted herself enough to step away from all that tasty cum, although she did take a few moments to suck the last drops from Harry and Neville’s now slack, but still engorged members.   Hermione was ever grateful she had met Luna – without her, she’d probably be a prim girl, like Myrtle had been, jamming nothing but her fingers into her sopping slit!
Hermione was ready, and to make it all a bit theatrical, she used a deluminator to suck some of the light from the room.  She then conjured two chairs for the boys and told them to park their bottoms in them and watch the proceedings.   She then called “Accio Rags” and a pile of rags flew though the air to land in her arms.   Hermione stood in front of Luna, still on all fours, who’s eyes were wide with nervousness and excitement, and pushed her soft furry pussy against Luna’s still cummy mouth.  “Luna, you are the first person to experience my new magic.  It may be a bit rough around the edges, and a little wild, but I promise you are safe as I have, ummm, tested it on myself!  Are you ready?” Luna looked somehow scared as well as unconcerned all at the same time, but she nodded.  “Harry and Neville, please remain in your seats during the proceedings.  You may pull on your cocks, you may pull on each other’s cocks for all I care (Harry and Neville grimaced at each other), but you must stay put.  The boys nodded, and Hermione began.  As well as dimming the light, she also caused some rather ‘atmospheric’ music to play.  It was a bit creepy and did well at heightening Luna’s state of anxiety.   Hermione grinned to herself, this really was fun, she should be a bit more wicked more often!  As the music played and gathered itself, Hermione began the Golem Magic.  She remained standing with her sex pressed against Luna’s mouth so that she could see nothing but Hermione’s belly.  However, the golem was starting to form, and the gasps from the boys told Luna something extraordinary was happening.  “mmmmauruuurg” was all she could manage, but Hermione just kept mouth-fucking Luna until Glirt was fully formed.
Then she stepped away, and Luna could see the demon golem.  Her eyes opened even wider when she saw the creature in front of her.  “How, how did you do that!” she exclaimed, licking her lips as she was still enjoying the tang of Hermione’s sex. “Remember that day in Dumbledore’s office Luna, with Dipppet?  Well that’s how…” With that the golem stepped up to Luna and opined “Greetings Mistress Luna, my name is Glirt. Mistress Hermione has told me about you and told me that one day I would be allowed to please you.”  As he spoke, his erection pulsed, each pulse causing his prick to lightly slap Luna in the face.    “May I please you?” he finished.  Luna replied by sticking out her tongue and trying to taste his rigid erection, but she could not quite reach.  At a nod from his creator, Glirt stepped a little away from Luna, and then took his cock in his hand, and pushed it down until it was horizontal and the eye was directly looking into Luna’s face.  At another sign from Hermione, he sighed, and suddenly a fast stream of what was apparently piss streamed from his cock into Luna’s mouth, rapidly overflowing.  Luna half choked as she had not been expecting that, but quickly she found her rhythm, swallowing most of it down.  Luna had tasted the piss of a few creatures, and the golem’s fluids were really quite tasty.  A little sharp, but with a nice woody base to it.   Luna loved being pissed on.  It was not unusual for her to have all three of her friends streaming their warm piss onto her body.  Glirt then walked all around Luna’s body, continuing to direct his stream of warm fluid over her body.  When he reached her ass, he pushed his cock closer to Luna, and allowed his water to flow all over her ass and pussy.  Luna moaned in delight, but then in extra delight when Hermione also favoured her with some of her own urine, straight into her mouth.  Harry and Neville, desperately wanted to join the scene, but Hermione had warned them to stay put, and they did, although very reluctantly.   Each boy was coaxing his penis back to its erect state.  Although they had participated in group sex with the girls many times, it was a little unusual for them to find themselves in such close intimate circumstances.   They were still both very young and in some ways very inexperienced.  Harry and Neville both sensed their situation together, and they both turned to look at each other with a look of “OK?” on their faces.   Harry was the first to nod and smile, “Neville, your cock is totally magnificent, but I think I’d rather play with my own rather than yours, sorry!”  Neville smiled in relief, “OK Harry, I’ll try not to be offended,” and they both returned to their own now nice and hard penises. “Hermione” Harry called, “can you make a demon golem for each of us?”.  Hermione, now turned and smiled at them, a little bit of piss dribbling from her slit as she did, “not today Harry, but yes I can.”
Glirt’s magical supply of piss was seemingly endless – his next move was to rather roughly cram is hard cock up against Luna’s hairy ass hole and push himself straight inside her, piss still flowing.  Luna looked very surprised and cried out in pain as her ass attempted to accommodate him.  First his cock head and then the shaft followed deep into her bowel.  Glirt was wearing an expression of extreme satisfaction, in fact it was really the first time Hermione had seen that kind of emotional reaction in him.  Perhaps he was developing.   Hermione continue to rub her pussy in Luna’s face, enjoying her tongue once Luna had composed herself again following the invasion of her ass.  “He’s still pissing in your bowel Luna”, noted Hermione.   “I’m getting a piss enema aren’t I” replied Luna, enjoying a particularly tasty bit of girl cum she found in Hermione’s inner lips.  Hermione, although she was enjoying her treatment, next went to stand with Glirt who was somehow pissing in- and fucking Luna’s ass.  Luna was pushing back hard against him – she was finally getting the fucking she craved.   “Glirt, I think you have filled Luna with enough piss, so I want you to pull your cock out, hard and fast, and then you can fuck Luna’s cunt.”   Glirt needed no further instruction. As his cock head exited, Hermione jammed her finger in Luna’s ass, effectively a human finger butt plug.    Glirt’s ever ready member was already now embedded in Luna’s  slick pussy, and she was grinding him even harder, making it hard for Hermione to keep her finger in her sphincter.  Glirt seemed to derive less pleasure from Luna’s pussy than her ass – Hermione would ask him about that some time – who knows how a golem gets his mental rocks off.    Hermione sent Glirt one more signal, and he pulled his shaft from Luna’s dripping pussy, still standing very close to her, the head of his penis gently rubbing Luna’s outer pussy lips.  Hermione there was very little time left, so she said to Glirt, “cum”, and as she did, she pulled her finger from Luna’s ass releasing a mighty stream of piss from her hole.  It sprayed with amazing force all over Glirt’s belly and triggered him to immediately start to cum.   Glirt’s fluid was very very thick, and very very hot.  Luna could detect each dollop that landed on her, all mixed up with the back-spray of piss bouncing off of Glirt.  It was so totally kinky, and Luna had never experienced anything quite like it.  Suddenly Glirt rammed his cock in her ass again, against the flow of piss and continued to empty his cum into her.  As he did, Luna felt the fire in her groin and ass spread to her whole belly,  and she had the most wild and out of control climax she could remember.   Piss in her bowel, piss on her ass, cum on her ass, cum in her cunt, and an enormous orgasm -  it was all causing a red haze to descend over her vision.    For his part, Glirt was finally spent, and he immediately began to discorporate back to his raggy origins.  The way he went was that the last piece of him to transfigure was his cock, so although Luna couldn’t see it, the whole thing finished with her being ass fucked by a disembodied cock, until it too collapsed in on itself, and fell to the floor, a piece of soft rag once again.
Hermione, who was extraordinarily turned on by the whole thing was gobbling at both Luna’s ass hole and cunt, getting as much of Glirt’s power cum and piss in her mouth as she could, and keeping Luna at a high point of arousal.  Harry and Neville had been a bit shocked by the whole scene (perhaps Luna should take them to see Filch!), but when Hermione started eating Luna’s ass and pussy with abandon, it was all over for them and their own cocks throbbed with their orgasms.   They were both pulling hard on their shafts, having forgotten about each other, and they both managed to spray their cum on the other boy without realizing it.  In fact, nobody, including Hermione, realized it.   It would have to remain a secret of the room of requirements.
Luna was by now collapsed, face down on the bed, her legs spread-eagled out behind her.  Hermione, Harry and Neville were enjoying this view of Luna immensely, her lovely milky white ass cheeks, her deeply engorged rosy red cunt lips framed by her golden-blonde bush, and thick white cum leaking from her ass and pussy hole, dribbling down her legs.   Hermione managed to scoop up some more cum with her tongue, and enjoyed twirling it about in her mouth with her fingers.  She teased Neville, pushing her fingers towards his mouth, “would you like some Neville”, but the rather hetero-sexual Neville squealed and shut his mouth as tightly as he could.  Hermione, who was still being uncharacteristically naughty, then grabbed Neville’s fat penis with that cummy hand, and pulled him to her for a nice wet, juicy, fluid-rich tongue kiss.   Neville had to accept that from Hermione, although, at the first opportunity, he squirmed away.  Hermione laughed with her amusement at her straight friend.  Luna had much work to do on him, and she also had much work to do on Harry, who was just about as straight.   She and Luna had a joint goal of Neville and Harry sucking and fucking, but she realized it really might never be realized.  It seemed that more girls at the school were bi-sexual than the boys, although that night just be conditioning, or perhaps the rate at which they matured.
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