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Harry and Ginny Confess!	By : BlueJuvenal Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 36812 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Harry finished his second confession, and Ginny rolled off the bed and stared at him angrily.

“So I was home crying my eyes out with mum and dad over Fred, and you were fucking around with Hermione? Wow, Harry, that’s low.”

Harry spoke up immediately, more than anything to deflect his guilt. “It was only that one time, I swear! And besides, you just told me you cheated on Dean!” Harry gazed into her eyes; something behind them flinched. Harry wasn’t sure if he had an advantage, but he pressed home on it anyway. “Or is there something else, Ginny? Do you yet have another secret you’re not telling me?”

Ginny broke eye contact and plopped again on the bed. Harry wasn’t sure if he was enjoying this game, but he figured they would only play it tonight. Ginny propped herself up on her elbows. Harry glanced at her breasts before catching her wavering expression.

“There was one other incident that you should know about.” She began.

One day during that summer after the battle, when we had those short classes, I was walking through a corridor in Hogwarts. I had to go to the bathroom, desperately. There wasn’t one in the area, but the Room of Requirement was just around the corner. I remembered either you or Ron or someone telling me it could turn into a loo if you needed it to, and so I decided to give it a try. I passed by the blank wall three times, muttering to myself I needed a lavatory, and on the third pass, the door magically appeared. I opened it and was relieved to find a small room with a toilet I could use.

After I finished and cleaned up, I made to leave, but for some reason, the door wouldn’t open. I pressed on it, rapped my knuckles forcefully against it, and I even tried using my wand, but no matter what I did, the door wouldn’t budge.

“Marvelous! Splendid!” I exclaimed sarcastically. I sat on the floor and took a deep breath. My predicament was strange and awkward, but this was Hogwarts, after all, where plenty of strange and awkward things happened all the time. I figured someone would find me at some point. Little did I realize how right I was.

After a couple minutes, the door opened. I quickly stood up, and recognized my rescuer as Seamus. I always thought he was cute, what with his wide, blue eyes, sandy hair, and clever sense of humor, but now was not the time to indulge in my fancies. I wanted to leave, and here was my chance, but before I could, Seamus shut the door.

“No!” I cried.

Seamus whipped around and jumped when he saw me. “Ginny! What are you doing here?”

I didn’t answer his question, but instead pointed behind him. “Quickly! Push it open!”

Seamus nodded after an instant and tried to open the door, but to my welling frustration, it again remained shut. I growled and slumped back to the floor. Seamus scratched his head.

“Why won’t it open?” He asked curiously. I shook my head and buried it beneath my arms. Maybe someone from Slytherin was playing tricks on us. Maybe it was Peeves. I ceased looking for answers. Seamus sat down opposite me.

“So, what, we’re stuck in here?” He asked.

“It would appear so.”

Seamus tapped his knee with his fingers and blinked. “Look, Ginny, I know this is improper and all, but I really need to use that toilet. You wouldn’t mind?”

“Be my guest.” I shuffled around until my back was to him. His robes rustled and collapsed to the stone floor, and I grinned to myself. I admit I was curious, but I didn’t feel right invading Seamus’ privacy. Still, I couldn’t help but listen immodestly to his urine hitting the water of the toilet. The splashing had a deep sound; did that mean Seamus was well hung? Did he have a tattoo in an intimate spot? I was seized with the desire to know, to look. Very slowly, as Seamus continued with his business, I craned my neck around. My eyes took in his form, and I’m sure they bulged in their sockets, because what I saw was breathtaking.

Seamus didn’t have any tattoos on his back, but even if he did, I wouldn’t have noticed, because I was staring at his ass. It was tan, firm, hairless, and wonderfully sculpted. The muscles on his legs and thighs glimmered in the magical glow of the room; he had the build of an athlete. As he washed up, he gave his penis a shake, and I saw its large head between his legs. I could only imagine what he looked like in front, and I started to, when he suddenly turned. Our eyes met for a fraction of a second before I spun around. I was caught, and I tried to make the best of it, but really, what could I say?

“Sorry, Seamus, sorry!” I apologized absurdly. I glanced back at him and hoped my cheeks were not as red as they felt. He was facing me, and despite the fact he was totally exposed, I refused to notice, and instead concentrated on his eyes. I wanted him to have what remained of his dignity, even if he was cavalier with it.

“It’s okay. Did you like what you saw?” He asked. His lips broadened into a large smile. I understood at that point we would not be idling away our time discussing Quidditch strategy. I didn’t mind so much. I swallowed and lowered my eyes. As I guessed, his cock was smooth, thick, enormous, and rising to life. Seamus knelt in front of me and gazed into my astonished eyes. He put his arms around my neck.

“If you want me to stop, just say so.” He told me quietly. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. He pressed his face into mine and kissed me. There were so many reasons not to kiss him back, you, Harry, being tops among them. However, the door was shut, we were alone, and I was admittedly attracted to him. He looked, smelled, and felt great. Maybe fate wanted us to meet like this, if only for once in our lives. I curled my fingers around his shoulder and pushed my tongue into his mouth. If I was to commit myself, I might as well make the most of it.

Seamus lowered his lips, softly kissing my chin and my neck. I rubbed his back and closed my eyes. My belly tingled as he pushed his hand into my breast. He grabbed the rope around my robes and untied it, revealing my naked form. He stared at my body after pushing the robes off my shoulders, and then reached down and ran his finger up the lining of my pussy. I quivered and hummed pleasurably.

“Do you mind standing up?” He asked. I shook my head and got to my feet. When I did so, Seamus firmly caressed my thighs. I watched as he pressed his face into my groin. My pussy was exceedingly wet at this point, and I hoped Seamus wouldn’t comment on it. I needn’t had worried; he ended up doing everything right that day.

I felt his tongue lap against my insides, and I moaned. With two fingers he started massaging my clit while keeping his tongue buried in my pussy. I grabbed his hair and lifted my leg, resting it on his broad shoulder. He rubbed me diligently, as if he were trying to remove a spot from a piece of linen. I felt the tips of his fingers prod the back of my pussy, and I allowed my climax to overtake me. I shoved his head into my crotch.

“That’s it, Seamus. .right there. .oh fuck!”

I cried out into the loo as I came. Seamus sucked on my battered clit, and I thought I might have melted into the floor with pleasure. My legs turned to jelly, and I slid down the wall as Seamus pulled away from my pussy. He sat down next to me and held me close to his body. I licked his splattered chin.

“Do you mind lying down?” I asked provocatively. Seamus kissed me and stretched himself flat on the floor. I stood up and looked down at his gargantuan cock; I would have to be careful with it, otherwise I might really hurt myself.

I faced away from him as I readied myself; I never rode a guy backwards before, and now seemed like as good a time as any to try it. Carefully, I squatted down, took his dick in my hand, and slowly fed it into my cunt. I hissed with the feel of it, the way it pressed against my walls, and when I was fairly confident I could manage his length, I let the weight of my body rest on his rod.

“Bloody hell, Seamus, it feels like you’re going to push right through me!”

“Is that a good thing?” He asked behind me. I didn’t answer him, but instead began gently lifting my hips up and down, allowing his cock to glide back and forth against my lips. The sensation was incredible; his head was hitting me in a spot that had never been targeted before. I grabbed his legs, arched my neck and back, and increased my speed on top of him. I heard him moan, and in response, I reached up and fondled my breasts, teasing my nipples with my forefingers and thumbs. Seamus began fucking up into me.

“Oh, fuck, Ginny! Oh, fuck!” He exclaimed between breaths. I closed my eyes and started bouncing my ass hard on his groin. The slapping sound that ensued echoed off the bathroom walls, and Seamus apparently enjoyed it, because he elaborated on the noise by smacking my ass a few times. I quivered after each spank.

“That’s it, smack my ass!” I savagely instructed. Once again, the build-up in my lower body rushed to overtake me, but before I came, something completely unexpected occurred: The bathroom door opened.

I became still, and so did Seamus. Into the loo walked Neville. He nonchalantly closed the door behind him, unfastened his robes, and peeled them from his body. He looked at me hungrily.

“Can I jump in?” He asked. I was stunned by the suddenness of his appearance. I didn’t answer him, but just stared at him with my mouth open. After a second, I looked down and saw that his long, thin cock was completely erect. I smiled at him.

“Don’t you have to use the bathroom first?” I asked.

He shook his head. “No.”

“Neville, how did you get in here, then?” Seamus asked.

Neville knelt down in front of me and held my face in his hands. “I merely asked the Room to become a place where I could make love to Ginny, of course.” My eyes widened, and before I could make a comment, Neville kissed me full on the lips. Like a restarted lawnmower, Seamus resumed thrusting his hips up into me. The force of his dick knocked out whatever doubt or reason I had remaining in my head, and I just went along with the sexual energy. I felt kind of slutty, taking on two guys at once, but I didn’t want to stop. I kissed Neville back and ran my hands down his stomach to his cock. I stroked it and listened to his rapid breath. I winked at him and licked my lips.

“Do you want to make love to me, Neville, or do you want to fuck me?”

Neville’s lips parted. “The latter, I suppose.” He replied hesitantly. I extracted myself from Seamus, got down on all fours, and looked behind me. I saw Neville give his dick a couple preparatory jerks. I stuck my ass as high in the air as it could go and waited for Neville to get behind me. Seamus scoffed.

“Hey, I was in the middle of something there!” He complained. I motioned him over with my index finger.

“Lay in front of me, you prat, and I’ll suck you off.” I retorted. As Seamus slid his legs below my head, I felt Neville grab my hips. He trailed the head of his cock against the gaping chasm of my snatch before thrusting it home. I gasped and tightly gripped Seamus’ shaft at the base. As Neville commenced fucking me, I lowered my lips and wrapped them around Seamus’ cock. He was so big I could only get half of him in my mouth, but he didn’t mind too much.

Neville’s balls started banging into my ass and I released Seamus. “Yes, Neville. Fuck me with your cock.” I whispered. Neville hissed and I again applied myself to Seamus’ prick, alternating between sucking and jerking him off. Neville wasn’t filling me out the same way Seamus did, and so to aid in my pleasure, I reached back with one hand and began frigging myself below Neville’s thrusting dick. I looked at Seamus’ accented muscles and tense expression, and I willed myself again over the edge. I screamed against Seamus’ shaft and came hard onto Neville’s cock. When the wave subsided, my head started spinning, and I leaned away from Neville and let go of Seamus. I sat up and tried to catch my breath; my body and mind were both spent. Neville and Seamus displayed the same curious countenances. I gestured to the both of them.

“You guys don’t mind finishing yourselves off on my tits?”

They both grinned and stood at my sides. In unison, they gripped their cocks and jerked them off violently in front of my face. I faced each in turn, sticking out my tongue and licking the tips of both heads left and right. Neville began panting, and after a second so did Seamus. I kept my eyes on their faces, and when I guessed they were approaching their orgasms, I caressed my breasts, making sure they saw me tweak my nipples. Seamus roared and shot his load all over my neck, and Neville followed by spattering my tits with his cum. When they released themselves, I grabbed both of their cocks and rolled their moistened heads around my breasts. I smiled up at Seamus, but I lowered my brow at Neville.

“Are you satisfied?” I asked.

Neville nodded his head emphatically. “I believe so.”

I stood up and walked to the sink. “Good.” I told his reflection in the mirror. “Now open the damn door.”
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