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Confessions of a Horny Harpie	By : ODB Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 30502 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 2

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The second part of Ginny’s adventures in the world of Quidditch is present for your reading pleasure, although there’s sod all about the actual game in it and good thing too. I forgotten what a stupid sport it was until I started reading up on it for this story. Yes, believe or not I did actually do some research!

So, who’s going to be brave and leave the first review? The Harpies all promise to show the first person who does a good time. Honest.

Ginny walked down the darkened corridor humming happily to herself. Things couldn’t be going better and she was having a wonderful time. As she’d expected, she’d avoided the end of first-week cut and so had Gracie, Adele, and Demelza. They had been moved out of the stifling tents and into two-person rooms in the accommodation block. Ginny was sharing with Demelza and the ex-Hogwarts girls were getting along great.

In fact, she was becoming very close to the pretty brunette chaser. They had continued their habit of not wearing much in the evenings and, as Adele had taught them all the sex charms she knew, they often masturbated together. Occasionally they even held hands as they frigged themselves off with conjured dildos. Ginny suspected that the two of them would probably end up doing more than that eventually.

Despite spending her days working hard, Ginny often found herself restless at night and unable to sleep. She’d taken to wandering around the building and surrounding gardens until she became tired. As a result, she’d gotten to know the area very well. It also gave her time to think and plan for the next day. It was always easier to do such things when there were no distractions. During her nocturnal walks, she’d never seen another person so she was not prepared when a loud voice suddenly made her jump.

“What are you doing?” the voice demanded.

Ginny turned to see a tall man wearing a Harpies staff uniform. He held an unlit torch in one hand and a wand in the other.

“Oh, shit, you nearly made me crap myself,” Ginny gasped. “What are you trying to do, kill me?”

“What I’m doing is finding out why you’re here in the middle of the night.”

“I couldn’t sleep. I was just out for a walk.”

“Who are you? You’re not a player.”

“I’m a trialist. I’m on my second week.”

“Name?” the man asked, pulling a piece of parchment out of his pocket.

“Ginny Weasley.”

“Weasley… Weasley… ah, yes. You’re on my list. You shouldn’t be out here, Miss.”

“Oh, is this area restricted.”

“No, but the training staff will be angry if they catch you wandering about. They frown on that sort of thing.”

“Oh. No one said.”

“I suppose they thought it would be taken as read. Still, no harm done. I certainly won’t be reporting it to anyone.”

“Thanks. Look, I’m still not tired. I guess I’ve just got too much adrenaline buzzing through me right now. You’re doing your rounds, right? Mind if I accompany you?”

“Not at all. I’d love the company.”

Once the guard had approached her, Ginny had seen that he was tall and handsome. He was dark-skinned and looked fit and muscular under his uniform. Ever since her roll in the hay with the groundsman, she’d been eager for some more male company and here some was, handed to her on a plate.

The two of them continued on the man’s patrol route. Ginny quickly learnt that her companion's name was Roger and he’d been a security guard for the Harpies for twelve months. As he had no family to speak of, he’d been relegated to night duty and spent his time wandering around the grounds and the buildings that made up the team’s complex. The job was, he confirmed, as boring as it sounded.

“Say, do you fancy a cup of tea?” he asked after they’d been strolling around for half an hour. “I have a little office they assigned me and there’s a kettle there.”

“I’d love one,” she confirmed.

Roger’s office was on the ground floor, near the main entrance. It was a poky little place but did come equipped with a desk and a chair. There was a shelf on one side where the kettle and various jars rested. Not wanting to take the only seat, Ginny hopped onto the desk as Roger busied himself preparing their drinks.

As the kettle began to boil, Ginny examined her surroundings. Looking about, she noticed that the desk drawer was slightly open and a magazine rested inside. Making sure Roger’s back was turned, she pulled open the drawer and looked at the cover of the publication. When she saw what it was, she grinned. Quickly, she grabbed the magazine and began to leaf through it.

“Well, I can see what you get up to when no one else is around,” she declared.

Roger turned and saw what she was holding. He gasped and then looked a little shameful.

“It does get very boring around here,” he said sheepishly.

“Wow, this thing is filthy,” Ginny exclaimed.

While she could never have claimed to have much experience with pornography, Ginny had at least seen some of the magazines that her brothers had smuggled into the house at various times and thought they had hidden well. Naturally, Ginny knew all their hiding places and regularly peeked into them. The magazines that her brothers had were nothing like this one, however.

Being a magical publication, the pictures all moved. Currently, Ginny was staring at the sight of a pretty, petit blonde girl who was sitting stride a man with a very large cock. She watched, captivated, as the huge dick slid in and out of the girl’s cunt, the picture leaving nothing to the imagination. Suddenly, she began to feel very horny.

Roger came over and leaned against the desk, looking over her shoulder at the magazine. He grinned when he saw what she was looking at.

“Great shot, eh? It’s not the best pic, though. Here, let me show you my favourite.”

Reaching over, he flipped over a couple of pages. Ginny was not presented with a headshot of the blonde girl. This time, she had that massive dick in her mouth and her head was slowly bobbing backwards and forwards, her lips sliding up and down the thick shaft. A stab of excitement ran through Ginny as she watched.

“There’s nothing better than having a girl suck your cock,” Roger declared.

“Was that a hint?” she asked, looking up at him.

“Could be.”

Feeling naughty, Ginny deliberately licked her lips in a provocative manner. She then slid off the desk and knelt in front of him. By this point, she’d begun to tremble with excitement and she could feel her pussy starting to get moist. Trying to stop her arm from shaking, she reached up and slowly undid the zip on Roger’s trousers.

Of course, before last week she’d been a naïve virgin and she’d never even thought about sucking a cock. After her experience with Tom, however, she found she was eager to learn more. She wanted to know what it felt like to have a hard dick in her mouth.

Impatiently, she undid the man’s belt and yanked his trousers down. Grabbing the hem of his underwear, she pulled them down, eager to see what Roger had for her. She wasn’t disappointed.

“My, that looks like a big one,” she murmured.

Roger’s dong hung there, not yet erect but he definitely had a lob on. With her breathing becoming more ragged, she grasped the cock in her hand and began to stroke it. It began to stiffen almost immediately and see watched in delight as it began to harden, growing in length and starting to jut upwards. Soon she had a fully erect penis in her hand, one that she judged to be just as big as Adele’s conjured dildos.

Trembling with excitement, she bent her head forward with her mouth open. Slowly, she let the hard, smooth head of Roger’s cock slide between her lips and rub against her tongue. A moan escaped her as she tasted a dick for the first time in her life. It was delicious!

Tightening her grip around his shaft, she began to move her head backwards and forwards just like she’d seen the girl do in the magazine. She started to suck the rock-hard member hard, loving the sensation of it in her mouth. Her tongue flicked over his helmet, savouring the taste and feel of it. Reaching up with her left hand, she began to massage his balls and was surprised at how big they were. They were like hen’s eggs!

Unexpectedly, she felt her head being pushed back. She looked up to see Roger staring at her with raw lust in his eyes.

“Let’s get naked,” he growled.

Not needing any encouragement, Ginny leapt to her feet and began to pull her clothes off. Roger was also tearing at his clothing and in just seconds they stood nude before each other. The bloke’s cock looked even bigger than it was before, pointing proudly at the ceiling like a flagpole. As she had suspected, his body was lean and muscular and he obviously worked out a lot. Her pussy was soaking wet by this point.

“Come here, you.”

Before she realised what was happening, Roger had thrown her on top of the desk and had begun to attack her body with his mouth. She watched in amazement as he captured one of her nipples between his teeth and pulled his head back, stretching it. She’d never had them treated this roughly and she loved it. His fingers began to tweak her other nipple and she cried out in joy. She writhed on the desk as he alternatively sucked and nibbled on her stiff nipples.

It was becoming clear by this point that Roger was a lot more experienced than Tom had been. Excitement shot through her as the man abandoned her breasts and began to kiss his way down her body, over her flat stomach, and her groin. He then scuttled around the desk and his head popped up between her legs which he forced wide open. Then, before she could process the idea of a man seeing her most private place, he began to eat her pussy.

Ginny cried out as pleasure consumed her. Never in her life had she felt anything so amazing. Roger continued to prove his sexual prowess as his tongue penetrated the wet folds of her cunt and delved within. Ginny found herself panting like a dog in heat as he worked on her. Almost blindly, she grabbed her nipples and tugged on them hard. Her cunt felt so wet that she’d thought that she’d pissed herself. Then, all too soon, it ended.

Roger pulled his head back and stood up. He looked down at her like she was a piece of prime steak as he stroked his impressive length.

“Time for you to get some cock, beautiful,” he snarled.

Before she could reply, he hooked his arms under her knees and pulled her along the desk until her bum was right at the edge. Almost before she was ready, she felt the hard head of his dick pressing up against her soaking entrance. Then, with one firm push, he entered her.

“Holy fuck!” she screamed as Roger rammed half his length into her in one go. Panting with lust, he began to thrust his dick into her willing cunt, pushing himself into her further and further each time. His cock was already penetrating her far deeper than Tom’s had and for a second Ginny thought she would go mad from pleasure.

“Damn, your cunt is tight,” he moaned.

“Fuck me,” she begged. “Fuck me hard!”

Tears of joy began to drip down her cheeks as the man began to pummel her pussy with his thick, hard weapon. With him gripping her legs, he was able to ram his entire length into her with ease. Ginny’s nails dragged against the top of the table and her head thrashed about as her lover tried to fuck her to death.

“Let’s change position,” Roger announced after what seemed like a lifetime. He staggered backwards, sweat dripping over his dark flesh.

“Where do you want me?” Ginny slurred drunkenly. Her mind was barely functioning by this point.

“Bend over the desk.”

Doing as she was told, she adjusted her stance so Roger could gain entrance easily. She didn’t have long to wait as she felt his muscular body press up against her back and his throbbing dick slide back into her love hole. He then resumed fucking her mercilessly.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was only drowned out by Ginny’s screams of joy. At this angle Roger’s cock seemed to rub against her virginal wall even harder and she realised that she was close to the edge.

“I’m cumming! Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” she wailed.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her fist helplessly banged on the table top as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her. It was like nothing she had ever experienced and she began to shake uncontrollably. If she hadn’t be laid out over the desk she was sure she would have collapsed.

Roger didn’t pause, however. If anything, he rammed his cock into her even harder. His hands snaked up her body and over her ribcage until he cupped her tits in his palms. Again, he began to roughly pull at her extended nipples making her howl with desire. Ginny really wasn’t sure how much more she could take when her lover leaned over and whispered into her ear.

“I want to cum all over your tits.”

“You dirty bastard,” she growled, looking over her shoulder at him. “You want to spunk all over me, do you?”

“Yeah, I want to cover that gorgeous body of yours in my jizz.”

“Do it!”

He thrust into her a few more times before he pulled out, clutching his angry-looking cock in his hand. Ginny immediately dropped down to her knees and cradled her breasts in her hands. She looked up at him expectantly.

Roger stepped forward and pointed his engorged dick at her boobs. Ginny watched captivated as he wanked himself hard. She stared at the slit at the end of his cock, eagerly awaiting for him to spill his load out all over her.

The man yelled out as he began to spurt. Ginny felt her mind melt as she watched a thick jet of creamy spunk shoot out and land on her left tit. Three more blasts followed, depositing more and more jizz over her chest, effectively covering them. She’d never seen anything so erotic in her life and it thrilled her to the bone.

“Suck it,” Roger begged.

Without even thinking about it, she lurched forward and wrapped her lips around his sticky cock. A strange, salty taste filled her mouth and she realised that she was tasting what cum was like for the first time. Purring with delight, she began to suck up his discharge, licking his straining member until she had captured every drop. Only when she was confident that she’d hoovered up all of it did she pull her head back.

“Fucking hell, that was amazing,” Roger said, grinning broadly.

Feeling extremely pleased with herself, Ginny casually wiped the corner of her mouth where a drop of cum had dribbled. She then looked proudly down at herself. The man’s spunk was dripping down her body and she looked like she had been bathing in the stuff.

“Just look at the mess you’ve made, you naughty boy,” she teased.

“Yeah, I think you’ll need to clean up a bit before you go,” he admitted.

“I never even got my cup of tea.”

Laughing, Roger turned and put the kettle back on.

It was another hour before Ginny wearily made her way back to her accommodation. She managed to sneak in without disturbing the sleeping Demelza. Quickly, she disrobed and slid into bed. With a massive smile on her lips, Ginny drifted off into sleep within seconds.

“Just think, this time tomorrow we’ll all be Harpies,” Gracie announced.

Ginny smiled. Currently, she and Demelza were crowded in the small room the knock-out blonde shared with Adele. They had gathered to discuss what was going to happen now they had reached the end of the trial period.

“I hope you’re right,” Demelza said, a worried expression on her face.

“You’re worrying about nothing,” Ginny told her. “Who has consistently been the second-highest scorer throughout training? You! You’ve outflown virtually everyone, too.”

“I agree,” Adele added. “You’ve been great, Demz. If they don’t offer you a contract then they must be mad.”

“Trust me, all four of us will be picked up,” Gracie insisted. “Shame it will only be a probationary contract, but still.”

The girls all nodded. Even if they did get through, the contract they would be offered would only be a six-month probationary one. This was standard throughout the world of Quidditch where only established stars transferring from other teams would be offered a full contract.

“If the last game was anything to go by, they’ll be begging us to sign,” Ginny said.

The previous day, they’d played their final mock match where, fortunately, they’d all ended up on the same team. Gracie had knocked two players off their brooms with well-placed bludgers, Ginny and Demelza had racked up one hundred and ten points between them and Adele had grabbed the snitch almost effortlessly from the grasping hands of the opposition’s seeker. It had been a slaughter.

“Nah, we shouldn’t be worried about whether we get signed or not, it’s in the bag,” Gracie insisted. “What we should be planning for is the celebration party they’ll be throwing.”

“Oh, I heard there might be a party,” Adele said brightly.

“It’s tradition,” Gracie explained. “I was told this by one of the training staff. They always throw a big party for the girls who get signed. There’ll be great food, gallons of booze and, get this, a male stripper!”

“Really?” Ginny asked.

“Yeah, and apparently it’s fine if we get a bit handy with the bloke, too. The best bit is, though, that it’s also traditional that this guy grabs one of the girls that just got signed, brings her up onto the stage, and fucks her right in front of everyone! I tell you, girls, I’m finally going to get some cock tomorrow and I don’t care who’s watching as I get it.”

“Why are you so sure the stripper will pick you?” Demelza demanded.

“Hey, come on,” Gracie replied, grabbing her large bust in both hands and jiggling it. “You think some bloke will be able to resist getting their hands on these beauties?”

“She has a point,” Adele allowed.

“Great, so I’ll have to sit there and watch as Gracie gets her brains shagged out,” Demelza moaned.

“Watch and learn, girls, watch and learn.”

“We'll see,” Ginny said. “I’ll just be glad to eat some decent food and get a few drinks down my neck. That’s been the worst thing about this camp – the food.”

The rest of the girls all nodded vehemently.

“Well, we should break this up. We’ve got a big day tomorrow and we should get some kip,” Demelza insisted.

The meeting broke up and Ginny and her fellow chaser headed back to their room. As soon as they closed the door behind them Ginny suddenly found herself being pressed up against the wall. She looked at her friend in shock.

“Demz?”

“Look, Ginny, I am genuinely hopeful that I’ll get signed tomorrow but there’s no guarantee. You’re a shoo-in to get through, so no worries there, but if I have to leave tomorrow there’s one thing I want to do before I go.”

“What?”

“This.”

Demelza tilted her head and pressed her lips firmly against Ginny’s. The kiss was slow and passionate. As she broke away, Ginny could see the uncertainty in her friend’s eyes.

“Demelza, I never knew you cared,” Ginny told her before pulling the girl to her and kissing her again. They snogged eagerly for a few minutes before the dark-haired girl again pulled away.

“I want you, Ginny,” she blurted. “I want to rip your clothes off and to have you right here on the bed.”

“You’ll get no resistance from me,” she confirmed. “The only reason I didn’t suggest we do anything before was because I thought you were solely into blokes. You were with Jack long enough.”

“I always had a huge crush on you, though. Back at Hogwarts, I always lingered around the showers after practice so I could watch you. You’re so sexy, Ginny, but you never looked at me twice.”

“Oh, I looked, babe. I’ve always liked looking at attractive women. Do you remember my friend Luna? We used to get up to some pretty naughty stuff together, particularly in my final year when I didn’t have a boyfriend. Don’t get me wrong, I still prefer blokes but I would definitely have been open to having a bit of fun with you.”

“Well, let’s make up for lost time now.”

While she might have been exaggerating a little about her relationship with Luna which had never progressed beyond some snogging, Ginny was being honest about her attraction to other girls. If she hadn’t noticed Demelza eyeing her up in the showers it was probably because she’d been busy coping an eyeful of Katie Bell on whom Ginny had developed a sizable crush. Basically, she was open to some experimentation.

For the third time in as many weeks, Ginny found herself desperately ripping off her clothing in anticipation of sex. Demelza was just as frantic and soon they stood before each other, naked as the day they were born.

Of course, Ginny had seen her friend nude many times before but she still got a thrill from admiring the girl’s slender form. In many ways, they had the same build. They were both short, slim, but with respectable bust lines. Demelza’s long, silky, chestnut coloured hair was beautiful and her dark eyes flashed with unrestrained passion. Trembling with lust, Ginny leapt at the girl and resumed kissing her hard.

Somehow, the two of them managed to stumble onto the bed. Their tongues were practically down each other’s throats and their hands desperately caressed the other’s flesh. She may have loved being shafted by a big cock, but there was something erotic and sensual about making love to another woman, Ginny decided.

Wanting to move things along, Ginny tore her lips from her lovers and began to attack her breasts with her mouth. Remembering Roger’s technique, she captured her lover’s right nipple between her teeth and began to pull on it.

“Oh, fuck, yes! Crew my nipples off, you dirty bitch!”

Grabbing the girl’s other nipple between her fingers, Ginny squeezed it hard making her shudder and moan. Ginny’s tongue flicked over the hard nub before she started to suck on it with such force that Demelza cried out. Clearly, the girl loved having her titties treated roughly as much as she did.

Delighted by the reaction she was getting, Ginny crawled down the bed until her head was directly between Demelza’s legs. Eagerly, the dark-haired girl spread them as wide as possible to give her access. Her face was now just inches away from Demelza’s pussy and Ginny could smell her excitement. She reached out and with two fingers pried open the lips of the girl’s cunt, exposing her pink, moist innards. Closing her eyes in anticipation, Ginny leaned forward and began to lick.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake! Eat my fucking cunt, you fucking filthy cow!”

Ginny almost laughed. Robins was normally a quiet, polite young witch but it appeared that in the midst of sex she became a foul-mouthed bitch. That only excited her more and Ginny began to thrust her tongue into the wet twat as far as she could. She felt Demelza’s hands on the back of her head, encouraging her to go deeper.

“Ginny, let’s sixty-nine! I want to eat your pussy, too!” Demelza gasped.

Needing no encouragement, Ginny leapt up and stood on the bed, directly over the bed. Then, carefully, she lowered herself down so her head was between the girl’s legs but from the other direction than previously. She felt hands guiding her into position and then a moment later she felt Demelza’s tongue drag against her own wet cunt.

They laid there for quite a while, ravenously trying to devour the other’s dripping snatch. Both of them were thrashing about as if they were being tortured and Ginny tried to increase her lover’s pleasure by rubbing her clit with her thumb. Demelza responded by sticking two finger’s deep Ginny’s pussy and flicking her tongue over her clitoris. A moment later, the dark-haired chaser also shoved a finger into Ginny’s arsehole.

“Ugh, fuck me, you’re a dirty bitch,” Ginny howled in approval. “Finger fuck me in both my holes!”

They rolled about the bed, each desperately trying to pleasure the other as much as possible. Ginny was almost frantic with lust and her whole body was shaking. She felt like she was on the verge of cumming but, in the end, Demelza won the race by a whisker. The girl let out a piercing scream as she orgasmed. This was too much for Ginny and she came seconds later, too.

“Demz, lay on your side,” Ginny ordered while panting for breath. “There’s something I’ve always wanted to try.”

“Ooh, are we going to scissor? Fuck, yes!”

The two girls maneuvered themselves into position, with their legs interlocking until their wet cunts came into contact with each other. Ginny giggle as they seemed to slip and slide off each other, but soon they found a rhythm.

Propped up on her elbows, Ginny let her head lol as waves of pleasure washed over her. The whole room stank of their soaking fuck-holes and both girl’s skins were flushed red and sweaty. Although she’d always wanted to do it with another girl, she’d never imagined that it would be as dirty and raw as this. Demelza looked like a wild animal as she ground herself against Ginny, her eyes flashing and her hair in disarray. Another orgasm was fast approaching when suddenly the door to their small room was flung open revealing Gwen Davies standing there with an angry expression on her face.

“Who the hell is causing all this noise,” she demanded before her eyes came to rest on the two girls lying interlocked on the bed.

Just for a second, Ginny considered yelling out that it wasn’t what it looked like before she realised just how stupid that would be. They were both lying there totally naked, rubbing their slits against each other’s, red-faced and sweaty. What possible explanation could she come up with other than the two of them were fucking?

Ginny and Demelza stared at their trainer in horror while the woman just looked back at them impassively. Then, Davies reached out and grabbed the handle of the door before starting to close it in front of her. Before she vanished from sight, she gave them a withering look.

“Try and keep the noise down, you two. Blimey, you’re going to fit in well around here, aren’t you?”

The door closed and silence reigned. Ginny turned to look at Demelza, who had an equally stunned expression on her face. Then, as one, the two of them burst out laughing.

While many things were banned for trainee Holyhead Harpies, it appeared that lesbian sex wasn’t one of them.
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