The Potter-Weasley Arrangement

Hermione was riding Harry’s prick real good. If she was going to give up her innocence to anyone, it would have been have him. It was only mere moments that she had to get her bearings from this thing piercing inside her before her whole body burned with a pure carnal joy she had never felt before in her whole life. Holding onto the headboard, she gave it to him as hard as possible as she cried out in her deep euphoria. The way she was humping that cock, you’d never think she had a single thought of restraint.

It was Harry’s first time too. Ginny sucking him off while Hermione was on top of him snogging like crazy was nothing compared to the feeling of a real wet pussy tight around his dick. Loving it just as much as she was, he pumped inside of her just as hard as she was giving it to him. The way her hair was flying loose in tandem with her moans and her small breasts jiggling in her frantic motions, she had come here with Fleur to give Harry the time of her life before he gave it all to Ginny but right now he only had eyes for her. Soon he was getting just as vocal as she was.

A slight crack in his voice. Barely noticeable amidst all their raw fucking, but he felt it, the beginning of his power beginning to waver. He wasn’t going to last much longer and he knew it.

Harry knew he should have said something. But when Hermione looked down at him looking so lovely, the smile on her face, she had slowed down her riding him, the expression was so tender. Neither of them was crying out anymore, just bare murmurs of their want for each other. He wasn’t thinking of Ginny anymore.

In that brief moment, Harry drove his dick deep into that wet snatch harder than ever before. Hermione suddenly threw herself back from the increased tempo in his thrusts and then she was moving back on him so fast it was like her body was on autopilot. That big hot thing driving into her, she was only recently become a woman and she still knew what was going to happen.

Ginny’s eyes widened with shock as Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs. She had agreed to this arrangement with more than a little hesitation at first but having the opportunity to play with Harry’s cock in the foreplay between each of them was enough to satisfy her. And unlike Phlegm standing beside her, she at least trusted Hermione to do the right thing.

Her orgasmic love cry was still hanging in the stillness around them. Fleur was just as shocked as Ginny was, unable to say a word. She shot a cursory glance at the girl standing beside her, but as soon as she did, she quickly looked back. Just as the Veela are naturally tempting to men, so too are Weasley women at the peak of their rage enough to make the Death Eaters want to become that namesake for fear of facing their fury.

Hermione was sitting on top of him. She couldn’t begin to think after getting rocked so good, the only thing she was aware of was unrelenting pleasure burning through her entire body. It was so intense that the thought she had betrayed her part in the arrangement set between her, Ginny and Fleur hadn’t even occurred to her. Couldn’t even think on Harry’s dick still inside of her, spurting and just as hard as ever, the euphoria made it feel like her whole body had vanished, like she had found a tranquil and joyous unity with all things. All she wanted was for this moment not to end.

Harry was loving it too. He hadn’t actually expected to go all the way, the only thing he was focusing on was having a good time. But all of want for Hermione had been building up inside him as soon as he saw her in that little white gown, had seen her lithe and naked body under it. Laying there on his bed and sharing his first kiss with her, it was only Ginny’s sweet mouth on his cock that snapped him out of that hot makeout session.

He would not be interrupted here. Giving completely into his urges, blowing it inside of her had been every bit as good as he had hoped. Lying back on his bed, the only thing on his mind was his beautiful friend sitting on top of him. While he was relishing in his euphoria, Hermione looked down at him. Her face was wrecked with her cheeks tinged red, her long red hair hanging down a mess, she was still sighing as she came to terms with such an intense climax. But when they locked eyes, she smiled faintly.

Harry wanted so much more. Rising up with a power that surprised the both of them, he pushed her back down onto the mattress. Just as hard up and horny as ever, he pumped inside of her even rougher than before.

The speed behind his thrusts, it was almost like he was ramming her. But Hermione felt no discomfort, she was still as lusty as ever, wanting it just as much as he did. Down on her back and taking it again, Hermione just moved back with Harry as much as she could.

He pushed her legs back as he fucked her. To make it easier for him, Hermione reached under her legs and pulled them apart as much as possible. Very pleased, Harry’s hands reached under the thin fabric of the gown and clamped onto her small tits, pressing into them vigorously as he fucked her. The harder he molested her chest, the louder she wailed.

The sight of her down and taking it, throwing her head back in a constant string of moans, it awakened something inside of Harry. While Hermione was absorbed in her erotic rapture staring up into the space at the dark ceiling above her, she was surprised when she saw Harry’s face looming over her. Followed by him kissing her so deeply.

Hermione trilled deeply in her throat. His tongue was whipping around in her mouth and she was all too happy to give it right back to him, his hands still mauling her tits and his cock was fucking her up as hard as ever. So much going on, it suddenly occurred to her that she was going way farther with this thing than she had planned with Ginny. But with how good it felt, in the back of her mind she rationalized that it was alright, it was just another twist of an already perverted little setup. Nothing wrong could feel this good.

Fleur was about to step forward and say something, anything. But before she could, Ginny moved on ahead. Totally naked, she had just enough of watching this scene play out. She was ready to get herself some real action.

Harry had just moved his head back. Hermione’s taste fresh in his mouth, he had a big smile on his face. So in control of everything, he was blindsided when Ginny jumped up on the bed right in front of him.

Fully naked and beautiful, the look on her face was blank. Still inside of Hermione, it suddenly occurred to him that maybe he had made a mistake going this far with his friend. Before he could even begin to say anything, Ginny pulled his face and kissed him so deeply it was almost violent. Suddenly at a loss, Harry only kissed her back as best she could.

In the back, Fleur was touching herself now, fondling one of her breasts while stabbing her fingers into her wet juicy snatch. Fooling around with Harry had been fun for so many reasons, not only were they both in a relationship and doing something so taboo, but it was her first time fooling around with someone this young compared to her, sometimes she could swear he looked like her baby brother. It made her feel so hot and naughty, and now watching him do it with two other girls who couldn’t stand her earlier, it was one of the rare times when she felt left out of something. It got her so jealous and so horny.

Fleur was watching while Harry was fucking. In spite of how things had progressed, he was very comfortable what with his dick still pounding Hermione. Not to mention even with how Ginny was almost attacking his mouth with her tongue, he didn’t mind that one bit. But he was totally unprepared for her hands sneaking up his chest and finding his nipples, twisted them.

Harry groaned in the midst of their passionate kiss and pulled back out of pure instinct. His mouth was hanging open with a long line of spit between their tongues. Looking nothing as dominant as before, he stared at Ginny’s face alight with a crazed smile. Before he could say anything, she snatched his glasses and pulled them off. They would only get in the way.

His vision was blurry. “G-Ginny…” he began to say, but she only cupped his face and said, “You’ve been a bad boy, haven’t you Potter?” Harry heard the mocking intonation in her voice, but what he knew more was that she was imitating Snape’s always scolding voice. He knew he was in trouble.

Ginny looked down at Hermione. “Thanks for keeping Harry company. How about you make it up to me for all the lost time?”

Hermione saw the fiendish look in Ginny’s eyes. Before she could say anything, her vision was filled up with Ginny’s naked pussy hovering right over her. Followed by it sitting straight on top of her face.

That pussy was soaking wet. That was the only thing Hermione could take into account, and then Ginny started riding her face. She fast realized why Ginny was doing this, she had gone way off script in her little fling with Harry. But that dick was still spearing inside of her, and in light of how spicy things were getting, a giddy enthusiasm filled up her heart. Already so excited from getting her freak on with Harry, she started licking deep inside of Ginny’s cunt.

Ginny had joined in not just for some action of her own, but to get back at Harry and Hermione. But she had overestimated her fortitude as she was unprepared for the girl under her licking inside of her so deeply. She was still playing with Harry’s sensitive nipples and yet she was no longer as dominant as she wanted to be.

Harry would be more than ready to make it up to her. As he was giving it to Hermione, he took each of Ginny’s hands into his own and kissed all over them like a gentleman. The way he was doing it, he looked so smug, but then again fucking two girls at the same time, one his longtime friend who he always had a thing for and the love of his life who was totally naked, he had a right look like a real bastard. Without his glasses on, his vision wasn’t as good as it could be and yet he didn’t need them to see just how much his gentlemanly kisses were getting to her.

Not to mention that tongue under her. Totally taken aback by how things had changed, Ginny had to hold onto Harry for support, throwing her arms around the back of his neck. Smiling cheekily like the charming little rogue he was, he slowly caressed Ginny’s tits, pressing on her nipples with his fingertips, while still giving it to Hermione. Kissing her cheek, he whispered, “You know, I was thinking about you the whole time I was getting it on with her.”

Ginny looked him straight in the eyes. Her expression was so incredulous that even without his glasses he could see it. But he was unbothered and just smugly kissed her on the lips.

Something else on her was getting kissed too. Hermione’s tongue was wildly thrashing around inside of that cunt from Harry’s dick pounding her, and in a frenzied fit of need, Ginny pushed her tongue deep into his mouth and it wasn’t long before their mouths were open, licking deeply onto each other. His fingers now fully pinching her hard nips, she had joined the horny little couple seeking satisfaction in more than one way and she was getting it.

In the chaos of their threeway, Harry suddenly grunted, blowing his second load inside of Hermione’s hungry little cunt. She shook up, senselessly licking onto Ginny’s clit from getting it again, making Ron’s dear sister throw her head back and scream as she was finally brought to climax. In between the both of them, she suddenly felt all of her power leave her, falling right onto her side.

Harry pulled out of Hermione, his cock covered in a mix of their love juices. Having had more than his fill of that witch, instead he pushed his dirty dick right to Ginny’s mouth. Looking at it faintly, the sight and scent of it was so horribly lewd. But after everything that just happened she was far more wanton than ever and took his member inside of her mouth with no complaint.

Hermione was lying there dazed in her sweet bliss when what was happening next to he woke her up. Looking over at Ginny, she was dutifully sucking Harry's dick, holding the base of his shaft while moving her head back and forth on his shaft like there was nothing else going on. Harry was totally oblivious to anything else too, just sitting up on knees with his eyes closed, taking it all in.

Licking her lips of Ginny's nectar, Hermione weakly rose to her feet. Getting off the mattress, cum dripping out of her cunt, she walked on over to Fleur. There was still a little bit of resentment between the three girls present thinking of her as Phlegm, but right now, she was the last thing on their minds.

Fleur was about to say something. Watching every bit of it, she had gotten so turned on, hoped to get some more action with Harry too. But watching Ginny cleaning off Harry, he suddenly picked her up and, sitting on the edge of the bed with her, sat her on top of his dick with his back facing her. The Veela witch only wished she could be part of it, she had held off on bringing herself to climax for some real action and now it seemed like the two of them were doing it all on their own.

Ginny only shrieked briefly from feeling his cock pierce inside of her virgin passage before she was humping him good. Hooking her hand around his head behind her, he kissed and bit into her neck and shoulder, fondling her tits. It wasn’t long before the couple were giving it to each other, nothing else in the world mattering to them.

Not looking away, Hermione finally said rather weakly, “I think we should go. Leave these two lovers to themselves.” She was barely paying attention to the other girl, she might as well have been talking to herself. The only thing she saw was that mesmerizing silvery glow, not where her hands were.

“Oh um...al-alright…” said Fleur. So hot all on her own and turned on from watching this racy display, it was a rare thing when this Veela witch was being ignored.

The next instant was like Hermione smelling blood. She was moving forward to leave but then that faint ambivalent voice reeking with hesitation and desire, she stopped and turned to the side. Hermione looked at Fleur, even now with all the bad blood put beside them deep down she still thought the French Veela as a bit high and mighty. But right in that moment, the way Fleur was staring at the raunchy scene before and those hands hovering around her buxom breasts and that wet vagina, Hermione was ready to attack.

Giggling, Hermione slyly tiptoed past her like a girl up to no good. Fleur was too immersed in staring 

in awe at the lovely scene before her, Ginny and Harry staring longingly into each other’s eyes and tonguing out like crazy when suddenly a pair of hands reached behind her. Fleur gasped in alarm, she had been so rapt in awe at the romantic scene before her that she didn’t even know how to react.

The only thing she could think was that the hands gripping into her melons were so soft and feminine. Only seconds after that did she realize who her new admirer was she thinking that Hermione was massaging them so roughly. The way she was fondling her would have been like a guy if not for how dainty her digits were. After everything had gotten so heated, Fleur was shrilly crying out before she even realized it.

Hermione only had a beady grin on her face. Everything she had done with Ginny had awakened so many feelings inside of her and now she knew what the boys saw in Fleur. Licking up her neck, she whispered into her ear, “I’m so sorry for leaving you out!” she said in a voice filled with an exuberance that was almost malicious. “How about I make it up to you?”

Before Fleur could even think of an answer, Hermione pinched her nipples hard, milking another squeal out of her. Hard is appropriate as the caps on her chest were swollen with lust. The Granger witch could feel them twitching in her grasp. Purring softly she said, “Take this as my way of apologizing for calling you Phlegm all those times.”

In that racy situation, hearing that hated nickname flared up something like anger inside of Fleur before she could think better of it. But that was nothing compared to the heated desire brewing within her too, and then Hermione was molesting her tits again. Much stronger this time, her nails were digging into her skin just short to the point of pain.

Kissing Fleur’s cheek, Hermione whispered, “Brace yourself.” Fleur was about to ask her what she meant when one of Hermione’s hands darted down to Fleur’s naked twat. Gently brushing her sacred mound, Hermione’s fingers touching her clitoral hood were a soft breeze on a spring day, and she sucked in her breath from the teasing sensations. Together with her other hand still vigorously massaging her breast, she was overloaded with physical delight.

But after everything, Hermione didn’t just want to tease her. Working her palm on Fleur’s clitoris, she snuck two of her fingers into the Veela’s womanhood. So tight with desire, her digits were easily able to move in deep in that snatch thanks to just how juicy she was. Fleur was moving herself back and forth, a slave to the lusts running riot inside of her. A feeling she had inspired in so many men and boys and now she was helpless before.

A quick learner in all things, Hermione found a moderate pace to working Fleur’s horny little pussy while pressing her palm on the clit. Still playing real nice with her one of her breasts, the lack of attention in the other one drove the French witch to seize it herself, and then she was uttering sweet nothings in her native tongue. Hermione didn’t understand a word of it but she knew exactly what she meant.

“Do you want to cum Phlegm?” and Fleur only shrieked, “Oui! Yes! Pl-please…” her utterance of S’il vous p-plaît was so shrill she sounded like a pathetic little animal squeaking in a hunter’s trap before she finally yelped out “‘Ermione…!” 

Moving all of her fingers inside of Fleur, the Veela witch was suddenly beset by a climax, uttering a sharp cry of pleasure. Her shameless little cunt was quivering on Hermione naughty paw, dripping with love juices. Kissing her cheek, Hermione only said, “You were great darling. Now how about we show our men what we’re really made of?”

“Y-yes…” whimpered Fleur.

Ginny had just been driven to her own climax from Harry suddenly busting his nut inside his beloved wife. The two of them fell back, collapsing onto the bed, both of them having gotten a good show from Hermione having her wicked way with Fleur and then Harry’s own fire blowing up Ginny, they were awash in pure euphoria and delight. A truly legendary love scene for the ages. 

And when they got back to Ron and Bill, Granger and Delacour would prove what kind of erotic vixens they really were.

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