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4 - Flashback no. 1

“That’s it, Ron…just like that…yes…yes! YES!” Hermione shrieked in climax as Ron pounded into her, the old bed creaking alarmingly under the force of his actions. Ron pulled out of her, his monster of a cock still rock solid.

“Get on top of me,” he said. “You can do the work for a while, and…” he cut off and Hermione followed his gaze.

Harry stood in the open doorway, a look of horror on his face. Coupled with the haunted look he seemed to have permanently taken on as of late, it was heartbreaking to look at him.

“I heard a scream and I…” he blushed. “I’ll just go back outside.”

“No, Harry,” said Hermione, reading untold depths of emotion in his sad green eyes. She stood, wrapping a blanket around herself. “I’m sorry. My silencing charm must not have been strong enough.” She cupped his cheek in a hand and then kissed him lightly on the cheek. “We’ve been selfish,” she continued. “Things have been so stressful these past few weeks, especially on you…Ron and I have had this release, but it’s not fair.”

She looked at Ron, who was sitting on the bed with a pillow covering his erection. He nodded. She pulled Harry’s face towards her and kissed him on the lips, lightly at first, and then harder. Dropping the blanket, she encouraged his hands up towards her breasts. As Harry relaxed into the kiss, Ron stood up and walked over to them. Hermione broke the kiss with Harry to kiss Ron deeply letting out a moan when Ron broke that kiss to exchange one with Harry. After several rounds of kisses, Hermione started to unbutton Harry’s shirt.

“Pants off, Harry,” she said, encouragingly. He unfastened his belt and pushed his trousers to the floor, stepping out of them to stand in his briefs, which were tenting slightly at the front. While he and Ron kissed again, she sank to her knees and pulled Harry’s briefs down. His cock sprang up from the waistband and she gave it a quick lick before taking it in her mouth.

Hermione was hardly in expert in male anatomy, but she knew that Ron was an extreme outlier on one end of the size spectrum, while Stephen — the boy from her hometown — had been on the other extreme. Viktor had been a bit above average, at about seven inches. At about four-and-a-half inches, Harry’s cock was closer to the low end, but it looked right on his smaller body, and it fit in her mouth very nicely.

“Oh, Merlin, Hermione,” panted Harry.

Hermione lowered one hand to rub her clit and reached out for Ron’s cock with the other only to find that Harry had beat her to it and was rubbing his cock slowly up and down.

“That feels really nice Harry,” said Ron between kisses.

“Thanks,” he replied shyly. “I’ve wanted to do that for a while now, if I’m being honest. Seeing it…seeing you…in the locker room after practice…”

“Is that all you wanted to do?” Asked Hermione, taking her mouth off Harry’s cock, and kissing Ron’s. She took Harry’s wrist and pulled. He sank to his knees next to her and she kissed him deeply. His hand never stopped stroking Ron’s cock as he took the first few inches of it into his mouth.

“Wow that’s hot,” said Hermione. “How’s it feel, Ron?”

“Feels really good,” said Ron.

“Should I give him some pointers? Here, Harry, try this. Ron likes it a bit messy.”

Harry pulled his mouth back and watched as Hermione licked up the full length of Ron’s cock and began to suck. She deliberately quickened her pace every time she neared the end of his cock so that her gag reflex was triggered, and soon had a stream of thick saliva running down her chin, her breasts, and Ron’s balls. Spontaneously, Harry leaned in and took one of Hermione’s nipples in his mouth and brought his hand to her extremely wet pussy, expertly locating her clit and beginning to rub it.

“Try again, Harry,” said Hermione after a few minutes. Harry took his mouth away from Hermione’s nipple and took Ron’s cock back into his mouth, sucking as Hermione had. After two pumps, his gag reflex drove him back, but Hermione’s firm hand on the back of his head kept him from releasing the cock fully. Gradually, with increasing rivers of saliva pouring out from his lips, he took more and more of Ron’s cock into his mouth. Hermione gently stroked his cock while she whispered encouragement into his ear.

“Now relax your throat,” said Hermione. “Like you’re going to swallow…that’s it!” Harry’s nose brushed red pubic hair as he finally took all of Ron’s cock. “Now lie on the bed and let Ron fuck your throat, and I’ll take care of you.”

Harry lay on the bed, dangling his head off the edge as Hermione indicated, and let Ron slide his cock straight in. He gagged again, but was quickly becoming accustomed to the sensation. Hermione kissed Ron and then got onto the bed, kneeling between Harry’s legs. She took his cock into her mouth again. He moaned around Ron’s cock and came almost immediately, pumping his load into Hermione’s mouth. She simply swallowed and kept going. His cock revived itself almost immediately.

“Gotta get back in that pussy, Hermione,” grunted Ron. “Not gonna last much longer…”

“Move your head back just a little, Harry,” instructed Hermione, swinging around and throwing a leg over his head. “Give my pussy some love while Ron fucks me!”

Eagerly, Harry began to kiss and then lick Hermione’s dripping cunt as Ron’s cock speared into her. He began to fuck her, and Harry’s tongue did double-duty in pleasuring both Hermione’s clit and Ron’s shaft. Meanwhile, Hermione, who’s face was hovering over Harry’s cock, slid a finger into her mouth to wet it, and then began to probe his asshole. His cock twitched in response, encouraging Hermione to slip her finger inside while she took his cock back in her mouth.

When she added a second finger to his ass, Harry came again, moaning into Hermione’s pussy as he pumped a second load into her mouth. The added sensation of his moans drove Hermione over the edge and she climaxed again, too, causing Ron to cum as well. All three remained rigidly still for a long moment, muscles tense, as their three-way mutual orgasm washed through them.

Hermione broke the trance, sliding off Ron’s cock and kissing Harry deeply, letting his cum drain from her mouth into his. He swallowed eagerly.

“That was amazing!” Said Hermione, leaning up to kiss Ron. “Will you clean me up, Harry?” As she continued to make out with Ron, Harry slid underneath her and began to lap at her pussy, drinking the copious quantities of cum that leaked from her.

“We should have been doing this for years,” mused Ron.

Hermione laughed.

“As if you would have even thought about it last year, with Lavender draining your cock every chance she got.”

“Fair,” said Ron. “I could use a drink. How about you two?”

Hermione waved her wand, conjuring three dressing gowns, short blue silk ones for herself and Harry, and a longer green silk robe for Ron.

“Kreacher?” Asked Harry.

The elf appeared with a pop.

“Could you bring us some drinks in the main sitting room?”

“Of course, Master,” said the elf, bowing. He’d been much more agreeable these last few weeks, and Grimmauld Place was starting to feel like home.

They ambled down to the sitting room, where Kreacher had already laid out the drinks of choice: firewhisky for Ron, wine for Hermione, and a gin and tonic for Harry. They clinked glasses and sat back on one of the sofas.

“So…that happened,” said Harry, blushing.

“And it was great!” Said Hermione. “I’ve never cum that hard! I really think we all needed that!”

“I agree,” added Ron. “If we’re going to be chasing after horcruxes together, we really need to take care of each other. We can’t bring anyone else into this, but it would be cruel for me and Hermione to get relief but not you, mate. Besides, you’re super cute.”

Harry blushed.

“And you really know what you’re doing with that tongue!” Said Hermione.

“Thanks,” said Harry, blushing even deeper. “I’ve had some practice.”

“Ginny?” Asked Hermione.

“Yes,” replied Harry. “But also Parvati, Fleur, and Cho.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. We had a bit of a champions party after the Yule Ball. No one could find you and Krum, but the others went for a drink in the Beauxbatons carriage. Parvati came back when she saw that she’d get to hang out with all the champions again. Fleur got a little drunk and her aura started going a bit haywire, and…well…things escalated.”

“Tell us!” Said Ron, who’d cock was starting to swell again.

“All of us lost our inhibitions, and the Veela aura sort of amplified all of our tendencies. One minute we were just drinking, and the next minute Fluer was riding Roger Davies like her life depended on it, Cedric was fucking Cho in the ass, and Parvati had my cock in her mouth. I didn’t last long, so I started eating her out. I used parsletongue, and she was cumming like crazy. When Davies came, he passed out, but I think it took the edge off Fleur’s aura.”

Hermione now had one hand inside her robe and had swiveled so that her feet were in Ron’s lap, massaging his dick with them.

“It all sort of went crazy at that point…I ate out Fleur while Cho licked my ass and Cedric fucked Parvati, then Cedric and I double teamed Cho and I got to cum in her pussy, then we had a bit of a chain…I ate out Parvati, while she did Cho, who was sucking off Cedric while he ate out Fleur, while she sucked my cock…it was crazy.”

Hermione felt an orgasm approaching as Harry continued.

“Fleur gave me another blowjob and let me fuck her again after the second task. And Parvati and I hooked up a few times.”

“She never mentioned…” said Hermione.

“How about you and Cho the year after?” Asked Ron. His cock was jutting through his robe now, and Hermione was stroking it with her toes.

“Nothing. I think it was too weird. I’m not sure she even remembers that night.”

“And Ginny?” Asked Hermione. Miraculously, Harry went even redder.

“We fucked a lot right when we started dating, but she only ever cums when I eat her out, so I do it a lot. I think I’m too small and can’t last long enough to make her cum.”

“If she loves you, that doesn’t matter.”

“That’s what she said. We got some toys to help out, and we were talking about maybe bringing in a third to help out…she knows I’m bi…some of the stuff we did sort of clued her in…”

“Like what?”

“Well…the toys didn’t just get used on her…”

“Fuck!” Gasped Ron, as he came. Hermione slid one of her feet over his cock as it erupted, intercepting the torrent of semen that would otherwise have shot halfway across the room. Cum oozed up through the gaps in her toes. Without prompting, Harry set his empty glass aside and slid off his armchair and across the floor towards the couple, taking Hermione’s foot in his hand.

“I’ve always wanted to do this,” he said. “May I?”

“Go ahead, Harry,” purred Hermione. She and Ron watched, entranced, as Harry licked the cum off Hermione’s feet, his tongue snaking between her toes to get every last drop.

“That’s so sexy…” said Ron, his cock still rock hard.

“How long has this been a fantasy?” Asked Hermione, using a finger to scoop some cum from Harry’s lips and into her own mouth.

“Since the night of the Yule Ball,” answered Harry. “After she finished with Davies, I just sort of dove in to Flour’s pussy and ate her out. I didn’t even think about the fact that it was full of cum. Same for the rest of the night. I think our inhibitions were so low that we all just went for it without any fear of judgement. After that night, I fantasized about it. I wasn’t as drunk as the others, so I think I remember the details better.

“Every time I had a wank, I’d try to psych myself out to eat the load, but I never could. Same thing when Parvati and I would hook up…I’d tell myself that I’d kiss her before she had a chance to swallow or that I’d go down on her after, but I just couldn’t do it.”

“Keep talking, Harry,” said Hermione. She climbed onto Ron’s lap and sank onto his cock, gyrating slowly.

“I don’t think there’s much more to say…”

“You said you were bi?” Prodded Ron.

“Oh, yeah. I’ve known that since third year. Just fantasies, though. I never felt safe enough to act on it until tonight.”

“And what about you and Ginny?” Asked Hermione. “How far have you taken your fantasies with her?”

“The second or third time that we met in the Room of Requirement and got toys involved, I was eating her out while I fucked her with a dildo and was imagining that it was another bloke, and I gave it a few licks. I didn’t think she noticed, but she asked me about it later, and I told her. After that, she started to tell me to “get her lover ready” for her, and would make me suck the dildo a bit. She also got me to eat my own cum…I never would have been able to do it just wanking, but she thought it was sexy, and made it worth it.”

“You said that she used the toys on you, too?” Asked Ron.

Harry blushed a bit.

“I really like it when she takes charge, and one night, after we’d been fooling around for a bit she put a blindfold on me and told me to get on my knees and to open my mouth. She put one of the smaller dildos in a harness and was wearing it. She had me suck it a bit and then she had me get on all fours and, well…”

“Fucked you?”

Harry nodded and Hermione moaned, orgasming gently of Ron’s cock.

“Come here,” she said. It was gently voiced, but it was clearly an order. Harry crawled over to the other pair and, at Hermione’s encouraging gesture, began to lap tenderly at Ron’s balls while Hermione continued to ride him. When she dismounted after a minute or so, Ron tangled his fingers in Harry’s hair.

“Suck my cock, Harry,” he said. His voice contained an even more obvious tone of command than Hermione’s had, and Harry moaned, discarding his dressing gown before obeying. He cupped Ron’s massive balls in one hand and rested the other on his friend’s thigh while he bobbed his head up and down his shaft. Ron’s encouraging hand pressed gently on the back of his head and he moaned.

“You like when I take charge, too, Harry?” He asked. He let Harry come up for air.

“Yes, sir,” said Harry, spontaneously adding the honorific. “Please use my throat!”

“How about your ass?” Asked Hermione. Harry looked over and moaned again. Hermione had donned a strapon and was walking towards him. He gulped.

“I’m not sure I can take that…it’s bigger than the one Ginny used.”

“I’ll start slow. Tell me what you want, Harry.”

“Please use my ass, mistress.”

“Good boy,” said Hermione, thrilled at how being called mistress made her feel. She wondered briefly if Harry referred to Ginny in that manner…he’d slipped into it so easily. A question for a later time.

As Hermione knelt behind him, Harry took Ron’s cock back in his throat, this time simply letting the other boy treat it like any other orifice, gagging and spluttering occasionally but not resisting in any way. His cock was as hard as it ever had been, and nearly erupted when he felt Hermione’s tongue on his asshole, which was pointed into the air.

Satisfied that his hole was well-enough lubricated, Hermione wet a finger and slipped it in, quickly following it with a second and then a third. Harry’s moans mixed with the sound of his gagging as Ron thrust even harder and faster into Harry’s throat.

Hermione leaned forward and whispered in Harry’s ear.

“I want you to beg for my cock. I want you to beg and to tell me how you want to be fucked.”

“Please fuck my ass, mistress,” gasped Harry, panting a bit as he pulled his mouth off Ron’s cock. “Fuck my ass! I want it hard! Please fuck me like the worthless little-dicked boy I am!”

“You’re far from worthless, Harry,” she said, swatting his upturned ass. “And I think your little dick is cute…but I will fuck you hard if that’s what you want?”

“Yes, mistress! Please use my hole as hard as you can!”

“How about me?” Asked Ron, slapping his dick lightly against Harry’s cheek. “Should I go harder?”

“Yes, sir!”

“Show me that you want it.”

Ron threw his legs back and slid forward on the couch. Harry needed no further encouragement to lean in an begin to rim his best friend. Hermione withdrew her fingers from his ass and prodded it with her wand to lubricate it more, then she positioned her strapon at his entrance and thrust into him, stretching his hole in a most pleasing manner. Clever as always, Hermione tapped the dildo with her wand, pausing in her thrusting for a moment, and concentrated. Suddenly she had the sensation of Harry’s extremely tight ass gripping her cock.

“Did you just do what I think you did?” Asked Ron, holding Harry’s head still with his cock fully engulfed in the smaller boy’s throat.

“I did, and it feels amazing! Is this what my pussy feels like to you? How are you not just constantly cumming?”

“I’ll have to sample it and compare,” said Ron.

The idea clearly appealed to Harry greatly, as, without any additional stimulus, his cock twitched and a stream of cum shot out.

“Oh…he liked that,” said Hermione, starting to thrust again.

“Can’t have him making a mess in here,” commented Ron. He pulled his cock out of Harry’s mouth. “Clean that up!”

“Yes, sir!” Said Harry. He scooted back, never letting Hermione’s dildo slip out of his ass, and began to lap up the cup from the floor. The slightly different angle gave Hermione an even more incredible sensation of pleasure flowing up through her cock.

“Fuck, Harry,” she panted. “I’m gonna cum in your pretty little butt! Fuck!”

Trembling and shaking, she collapsed on top of Harry, driving him to the floor as her cock slipped free of his quivering hole. She rolled to the side and pulled Harry on top of her, kissing him deeply.

“Such a good boy,” she praised.

“Thank you, Mistress,” he said.

“We’re not done though,” said Ron. “How about the two of you work on this cock together for a while?”

“Yes, sir,” said Harry and Hermione in unison. They rose to their knees and took positions on either side of Ron’s cock, licking a sucking, their tongues meeting over and around his shaft.

“Do you want to be fucked, Harry?” Asked Ron. Harry gulped.

“Yes sir.”

“Good boy, Harry. Climb on.”

He sat back on the sofa and, following his directions, Harry straddled his lap facing away from him. Hermione positioned Ron’s cock at Harry’s entrance and helped ease him onto it.

“So big…so big,” he panted.

“Hermione: distract him a bit,” suggested Ron. Hermione rose up and kissed Harry again, their tongues dueling as Harry finally bottomed out on Ron’s cock. Slowly at first, and then gaining speed, he started to bounce. Hermione slid back to watch the show, utterly entranced. Kneeling with her legs spread far apart, she was able to tease both of her holes as she watched Ron’s massive member splitting Harry’s cheeks. Harry’s own cock, flaccid for the moment, looked almost non-existent, but it soon began to harden again.

Feeling Harry’s dick grow stiff, Ron reached around in front of him and took hold of it in two fingers, pumping in time with Harry’s bounces.

“You like when I play with your little dick, Harry? You like feeling my big cock in your ass?”

“Yes, sir,” panted Harry.

“You want it harder?”

“Yes, sir!”

“Good. Let’s move to the bedroom, shall we? You two: crawl.”

Harry stood up and Ron gave his ass a firm swat. Hermione pulled her fingers free and started to crawl out of the room, Harry at her side. Ron lead the way down the hall and into the bedroom. He positioned Hermione on the end of the bed with her legs spread wide, conjuring ropes to tie her wrists to her ankles and to tie both to the bed posts. Then he positioned Harry, tying his wrists to the same posts and securing his ankles in the cuffs of a spreader bar.

“Lick her pussy,” ordered Ron. Harry obeyed, and soon had Hermione trembling and tensing against her restraints. “I’m going to fuck you for real now,” he said, slapping Harry hard on both cheeks. He sank his cock back into Harry’s ass and began to thrust, holding nothing back.

Hermione was in ecstasy. She loved when Ron tied her up and licked her pussy, but Harry was even better with his tongue than Ron was, and the added visual stimulus of watching him being fucked by Ron was a whole new level of bliss for her. Harry seemed to be in bliss as well, judging by the moans that escaped from his lips every time he came up for air.

“Fuck!” He panted, grunting at a particularly hard thrust from Ron. “I think I’m going to cum again!”

“Wait,” ordered Ron. He vanished all the ropes holding Harry in place. “Cum in Hermione,” he ordered. Hermione moaned deep in her throat as Harry shuffled into position, lining his cock up to her actively-climaxing pussy. A thrust from Ron pushed Harry’s cock into her. Her spasming pussy seemed to grab Harry’s cock and milk it, pulling his load out of him.

Ron suddenly loosed her bonds as well and pulled out of Harry’s ass.

“On your knees. Both of you!”

Hermione eagerly fell to her knees next to Harry, pressed her face to his and opened her mouth. She could feel Harry’s cum sliding out of her pussy and onto her thighs. Ron’s cock came into view above her face. Not needing to be told what to do, she reached up to stroke him, aiming the tip at her and Harry’s faces. With a grunt, Ron began to cum, shooting arcs of semen across her face and into her hair before shifting slightly to the side to splash several ropes of cum across Harry’s face, too. Utterly spent, he presented his deflating cock to Harry to clean. Hermione watched as their friend tenderly and submissively licked Ron’s cock.

“Clean up Hermione as well,” said Ron. Hermione sat back on the bed and spread her legs, sighing at the feel of Harry’s tongue collecting his semen first from her thighs and then as he began to lap at her extremely satisfied vagina. The three of them practically fell into bed after that, with Harry in the middle, his head resting on Hermione’s breasts, and with Ron’s hand cupping his ass.
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