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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 7

AN

You’ll all be pleased to know we largely ignore Quidditch in this chapter, despite this being set at the Harpies winter training camp. Still, who wants to hear about that stupid game, anyway?

Barbados was everything Ginny dreamed it would be with blue skies, warm weather, and the sparkling ocean. The accommodation was out of this world, too, with the girls all staying at a mansion-sized house just a few minutes from the beach. It also had extensive grounds where they could practice as well as a dedicated catering staff producing wonderful food. Gwen had confided to her that if the wealthy fan hadn’t lent it to them for free, there was no way the Harpies budget could have stretched to such a place.

It was only their second day in the country Gwenog had single-mindedly declared that they were going to get the calendar shoot out of the way. With wisdom brought about by managing the Harpies so long, she’d decided to get the photos in the can before any of the girls got injured, arrested, or worse. It was a prime example of why she was so good at her job.

It was still relatively early in the morning when the Harpies assembled on the private beach all dressed in their swimwear. Ginny found herself very glad that she’d purchased a new and very skimpy bikini as the amount of material that made up outfits of all her teammates wouldn’t have covered the wings of a medium-sized butterfly. Even Georgina, whose top would be staying on during the shoot, was wearing a pretty racy costume.

“Bloody listen up,” Gwenog shouted. Their manager was also wearing a bikini and Ginny had to admit she was impressed by the older woman’s figure. She just hoped she looked like that when she hit her forties. “This is how we’re going to do this. These gentlemen here are David Lichfield and his assistant Mario. He’s an experienced photographer who is used to taking pictures of topless women, so don’t think you’ve got anything he hasn’t seen a million times before.”

Ginny looked over at the two men. Both looked to be in their early thirties and were clad in beach shorts with short-sleeved shirts that they wore open. The photographers were lean and handsome and were already attracting admiring glances from the assembled Harpies.

“Oh, they’re used to photographing topless women are they?” Gracie called out. “Do they work in porn? Are we all going to end up staring in some naughty movie?”

“Gracie, I don’t doubt that you will end up appearing in some sleaze wank flic at some point in your life, but Mr Lichfield here is an artist of some note and his work is regularly exhibited at art galleries. If you’re looking to get gangbanged by a bunch of blokes with cheesy moustaches while some prick points a camera at you, do it on your own time.”

“Yes, boss.”

Lichfield chuckled as she stepped forward.

“Ladies, I just want to say what an honour it is for me to be working with you and assure you all that the photographs that are taken today will all be of the best possible taste. I’ll be looking to display your natural beauty and we won’t be resorting to anything crude or unseemly.”

“Pity,” Gracie said.

“Alright, less of the banter,” Gwenog yelled. “You’ll notice this small tent that’s been erected. That’s where the makeup artist will be working from with the impossible task of making you whores look classy. I don’t want any arguments about who’s going in what order so we’re going to draw lots, me included. We’ll send Georgina off first, though, as she won’t be getting her knockers out. Georgian, straight into make-up, please. As you mob are guaranteed to heckle and make rude remarks while the pictures are being taken, the photographers will be working on the other side of those rocks to provide a bit of privacy. Gents, I believe you’re all set up over there?”

“We are, Gwenog. We’ll head over there now to do a final equipment check and you just send the first girl around when they’re ready.”

“Excellent. Okay, girls, come over here and draw a number out of this box. Once you’ve drawn it, you keep it! I don’t want anyone swapping or farting about.”

The Harpies all piled forwards and after a bit of good-natured shoving, Ginny managed to pull a piece of paper with the number ‘4’ on it.

“I got 7,” Demelza revealed.

“10,’” said Adele.

“I’m number 2,” Gracie said cheerfully. “Sorry, girls, by the time they’ve copped a load of my magnificent body they probably won’t be much interested in you lot. They’ll probably just fill up the calendar with pictures of me.”

“They could fill it with your ego, definitely,” Ginny pointed out.

“You’re just jealous,” the blonde replied breezily. “In fact, I’ll lay odds that those handsome photographers make a pass at me. They are only human, after all”.

Further conversation was halted when Gracie was called to the make-up tent, leaving the other girls with no option other than to laze about of the golden sands and watch the waves lap up onto the shore. There was a small bar on the beach and one of the staff wandered down after a while to provide drinks for everyone. Ginny sipped her tall, fruity cocktail as the wind gently ruffled her hair and felt utter contentment. Whatever slight apprehension she had about the photoshoot dissolved into nothing.

After a while, Gracie returned with a smug look on her face.

“Those boys couldn’t take their eyes off me,” she revealed before hurrying off to get a drink.

Ginny was just about ready to drop off as she lay in the warm, morning sun when her name was called and she was directed to the make-up tent. The woman inside didn’t spend long on her, just touching up her eyeliner and lipstick, before she was told to make her way down to where the camera was set up.

The walk was a short one around a jutting outcrop of rocks and she walked along the water’s edge, letting the gentle waves wash over her toes. The two photographers soon came in sight, David adjusting his bulky camera which was mounted on a tripod, and his assistant clutching a round, white object which Ginny assumed was used to direct the light. Both men smiled as she approached.

“Miss Weasley, I believe,” David said by way of greeting. “I have to confess, of all of your team you’re the one I’m most looking forward to working with today.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, it’s your colouring. That red hair of yours is magnificent and with that creamy skin and dusting of freckles, you’re every photographer's dream. That’s not even mentioning that wonderful figure of yours.”

“Flatterer.”

“I’m only speaking the truth. Isn’t that right, Mario?”

“Definitely. We’ve worked with hundreds of the most beautiful witches all over the world, but few can hold a candle to you.”

Ginny smiled. No doubt this was just some bullshit the two men had worked out to put their models at ease, but she still felt flattered. It helped that they’d both removed their shirts by this point and were stood in only their beach shorts.

“Okay, I was thinking that we’d shoot you after you’d just come out of the sea. You’ll look so amazingly sexy with your body all wet and gleaming in the sun. Is that alright?”

“Sure.”

“In that case, if you’d be so kind as to take a quick dip in the ocean. Make sure your hair is wet, please. That will look incredible.”

The water was surprisingly warm and Ginny had no hesitation in plunging into the water. She splashed about for a minute and ducked her head under the water, before heading back to the beach with a definite swaying of her hips. Both men grinned.

“Sweet Merlin, you look beautiful. Now, if you could just stand on that spot that I’ve marked facing slightly away from the camera. Raise your head and run your fingers through your hair like you’re streaming the water out of it. Chin up. Oh, yes, that’s perfect.”

David made her adopt numerous different poses. In some, she was standing, and in others kneeling. A few times she was facing away from the camera with her bum stuck out, other times she was made to lean forward no doubt so the lens could capture her cleavage. All the time Ginny noticed that the man’s instructions were becoming rather more suggestive as they went. Of course, it was all leading up to one thing and that moment soon arrived.

“I think we have enough shots for the regular swimsuit calendar now, Miss Weasley, so let’s press on. Would you be good enough to remove your bikini top, please?”

Although David had been very casual in the way he made the request, she couldn’t help but notice the gleam in both men’s eyes as she reached behind her back. Taking somewhat longer than she strictly needed, she undid the knot before pulling the flimsy garment off her body and tossing it away in a provocative manner.

“How’s this?”

“Beautiful, truly beautiful,” David told her and she could definitely hear the desire in his voice. Mind you, she was becoming quite excited by the act of displaying herself in front of two, handsome strangers. She noted that her nipples seemed rather stiff and were jutting out. Probably the cool seawater, she reasoned.

David seemed to take a delight in suggesting new ways to pose. His camera was in constant action as she moved this way and that, lying on the golden sand with her head back and her lips parted slightly or standing with her chest proudly pushed out, her hands gently cupping herself. If she was honest, Ginny would have had to admit she was enjoying herself immensely but, then again, she’d always been an exhibitionist. For David, though, it seemed it still wasn’t enough.

“These pictures are sensational,” he told her. “Every man who sees them will instantly fall in love with you, I’m sure. Nevertheless, I wonder if you’d be prepared to try something else.”

“Something else? I’ve already got my tits out for you, what more do you want?”

“Well, you could take those bikini bottoms off, too.”

Ginny’s eyebrow shot up to her hairline. She looked at the photographer questioningly.

“Oh, please be assured that we’ll be very careful in what we show. There’s no muff allowed in this calendar, after all. But just think of the thrill your fans will have when they gaze at your image and realise that you’re totally naked.”

“Everything will be tasteful, but incredibly erotic, too,” Mario added.

It was all Ginny could do to stop herself from grinning. They hadn’t asked Gracie to drop her panties but they were practically begging her to do so. Trying to remain expressionless, she hooked her thumbs under the elasticated waistband of her swimsuit bottoms and looked at the men demurely.

“Are you sure you want me to take these off?” she teased.

“Absolutely! Umm, that’s only if you’re okay with it, Miss Weasley.”

With a grin on her face, Ginny slowly slid the skimpy garment down over her thighs before letting them fall around her ankles. With one good kick, she sent them flying away and she stood before the photographers as naked as the day she was born.

“Will this do?” she asked.

“Fucking hell,” she heard Mario mutter.

“Miss Weasley, you are sensational! Have you ever thought about modelling professionally?” David asked.

“Sorry, I love Quidditch too much. Oh, and call me Ginny. I think we’re past last names by this point, don’t you?”

Smirking, David ducked his head behind his camera and began to snap away furiously. Again, she was asked to adopt numerous poses with many of them seemingly designed to give the viewers the best view of her arse as possible. The final shots were of her lying on her back with one hand modestly covering her groin area.

“I think that shot is the one. We’re all done, Ginny,” David announced regretfully. As Mario handed her back her discarded swimwear, the photographer again tried to convince her to change careers.

“Sorry, I’m a Harpie through and through,” she told him as she put her minimal clothing back on. “I’ll look forward to seeing the finished calendar, though. See you around, boys.”

She could feel their stares on her back as she walked away and if she gave her bottom a little wiggle now and then it was only because she was evil. She giggled to herself as he approached her waiting teammates.

“You took your time,” Demelza noted as she approached. “You were twice as long as anybody else.”

“Yeah, well, it appears that our randy photographers weren’t satisfied with me just getting my baps out. They insisted that I took the rest off, too.”

“Wait a minute! Are you saying they took shots of you nude?” Gracie demanded.

“Yes, but it was tastefully done. I had to keep my hand over my muffbox at all times.”

Gracie looked like she was going to explode.

“Gemma, you’re up next, aren’t you? Sorry, babe, you’re going to have to wait!

“Gracie, where are you going?” Ginny called as the busty blond began to stomp angrily down the beach.

“To have my pictures done again! If you’ve dropped your knickers for them, then I’m damned if I’m going to be outdone!”

The Harpies stared at her retreating form for a second before they all burst out laughing. That was Gracie, through and through.
Ginny stretched out on her bed and sighed contentedly. It had been a rather wonderful day and she was now relaxing in the room she’d been assigned and was reading a steamy romance novel. The girls would (of course) be hitting the bar later but for now, she was enjoying some downtime before they started training again in the morning. She was just coming to a good part in her book when there was a knock on her door.

Frowning, she rolled off the bed and went to open the door. She was surprised to see both David and Mario standing there, the former clutching a smaller version of the camera he had used that morning and the latter had his reflective shield.

“Oh, hi, Ginny. We’re not disturbing you, are we?” David asked.

“No, come in.”

The two men shuffled in and stood there nervously for a second.

“You must wonder what we’re doing here,” the photographer began. “You see, we’ve developed some of the photos of you and they are quite sensational. Really, we couldn’t tear our eyes away from them. Now, I know you said that you had no interest in modelling professionally, but we were thinking that perhaps you’d be prepared to pose for us again. Just an informal session that you could use as a sort of portfolio if you ever change your mind.”

Ginny stared at them. They both seemed usually nervous about the request which was odd as it was their job, after all. There was something a little off about the whole thing and Ginny thought she knew what it was.

“No,” she said firmly.

“Oh! Can’t I persuade you? I promise that…”

“I said no.” Ginny put her hands on her hips and gave them a pointed look. “Let’s face it, boys, the only reason you’re suggesting more photos is because you want me to get my kit off again, right? Well, if I am going to strip for you I can think of a lot more fun thing that we could be doing than just having a camera pointed at me.”

With a smirk on her face, Ginny stepped forward and placed her hand on the front of David’s shorts, and began to rub. She could clearly feel his cock twitch beneath the fabric. The photographer’s eyes bulged in surprise.

With her other hand, she reached out and grabbed the hem of Mario’s t-shirt and dragged him nearer. She then started to rub his groin area, too.

“I’ve found that in life it’s always better if you make clear what you really want,” she cooed as she felt them stiffen.

“Both of us?” David asked hopefully.

“Both of you,” she confirmed.

As both men looked at each other as if Christmas had just made an unexpected reappearance, Ginny stepped back having assured herself that both their dicks were hardening nicely.

“As you’ve seen me naked, I think it’s only fair that you return the compliment. Strip for me, fellas.”

The men quickly discarded their photographic equipment. Neither of them had a lot of clothing on in the first place but their shorts and shirts were rapidly removed. They didn’t pause when they reached their underwear, either, and they soon stood before her, completely naked and proudly displaying their rapidly stiffening manhoods.

Grinning, Ginny dropped to her knees and started to indulge in one of her favourite pastimes, namely sucking cock. Eagerly, she took one in each hand and stroked them until their shafts were thick and hard. Almost purring with delight, she bent forward and began to lick David’s swollen glands, lazily running her tongue over the smooth surface and savouring the taste. With her heart beating faster, she then repeated the exercise with Mario’s, leaving both dicks dripping with her saliva.

The men’s breathing became laboured as they watched the beautiful witch work. David gasped as Ginny slid her red lips around his throbbing member and began sucking it, her hand all the time pleasuring his friend. Deeper and deeper she took his cock into her mouth so that only an inch or so remained visible. She then pulled back, gasping for air before repeating the exercise on Mario. The man’s whole body shuddered as she deep-throated him.

“Fuck, I can’t believe this is happening,” he managed to grunt.

“Ginny, you are amazing,” David said as he watched his employee’s dick disappear down her throat.

“Gah! It’s simple when you know how,” she panted after pulling the pulsating cock from her mouth. “Mmm, what a lovely pair of dicks.”

She pulled them closer so the heads of their cocks were almost touching so she could squeeze most of their swollen helmets in her mouth at the same time. With her lips stretched around them, she wiggled her tongue over their slits and rubbed the stiff pricks together. Both men groaned in delight as Ginny pleasured them simultaneously.

“Fuck, keep doing that and you’ll be ending up with a mouthful of spunk sooner than you expect,” David declared, stepping back.

“Yeah, besides, I think you’re a bit overdressed, beautiful,” Mario added.

Ginny hurriedly stood up and tore off her clothing even faster than the men had done. The second that she was naked they descended on her, planting hot, steam kisses over her face and neck. Their hands roamed greedily over her body, stroking her flesh. Of the two, Mario was the more impatient and he soon slid his hand between her legs, his fingers encountering her dripping wet cunt.

“Bugger me, this little slut is so wet,” he murmured to his friend.

“This is like a dream,” David agreed, bending his head to capture one of her still nipples in his mouth.

Panting with lust, Ginny stood and let the men help themselves to her body. Her legs trembled as their fingers explored her most intimate parts, Mario’s digits penetrating her pussy while David’s squeezed her tits. She closed her eyes and moaned at the sensation of having two men feeling her up at the same time.

Soon, she could take no more. A terrible need was building within her that had to be addressed immediately. She pushed both men away before looking at each of them in turn with blazing eyes.

“You, eat my pussy! You, eat my arsehole!”

David and Mario instantly dropped to their knees with the latter to her front and the former to her back. She widened her stance to give them access and soon felt their rough tongues lapping at her holes.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” she growled as her legs shook. To steady herself, she placed her hands on their heads as each of them pleasured her with their mouths. She squirmed with delight as their tongues penetrated each of her holes.

Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks as she enjoyed sensations she’d never felt before. A fire was burning in her loins and she knew she was close to the edge, not to mention her legs were about to give out on her. As David thrust his tongue deep into her back passage, she screamed.

“I NEED TO BE FUCKED THIS SECOND!”

With her mind in turmoil, she felt strong hands grab her and drag her to the bed where she was roughly thrown onto the mattress. She bounced once before the two men descended on her. Her legs were pulled apart before David rammed his cock into her needy cunt making her howl in approval. Her vision was then blocked as Mario climbed on top of her with his jutting dick directly in front of her face. Then, gripping the headboard for support, he thrust his dick between her lips and began to fuck her face.

Ginny came on the spot. The whole idea of having sex with two men at once had been obsessing her ever since Herbert had suggested it and the reality was proving even better than her fantasies. She grabbed Mario’s hips to stop him thrusting himself too far down her throat but he was already deep-throating her, anyway. David, for his part, seemed to be trying to ram his balls up her so hard was he thrusting himself into her cunt. They were like two rutting animals and she loved it.

Her bodily juices were dripping from her pussy by the time the boys decided to swap over. Ginny found herself being roughly flipped over and dragged to her knees before Mario pushed her down and rammed his cock into her from behind. Slamming himself repeatedly into her, he started to fuck her at a brutal pace. She’s just begun to howl in delight when David appeared in front of her and guided his straining cock into her mouth. For the first time in her life, she was being spit-roasted.

The two men relentlessly fucked her from both ends, driving her wild. After a minute or two, their pace began to wane as they became tired. Red-faced and gasping for breath, the two men pulled out of her.

“Just give us a second,” Mario managed to gasp.

“Actually, boys, there’s something I want to try,” Ginny announced as soon as she’d got her breathing under control.

Rolling off the bed, she walked over to the table on which her wand rested. Twisting slightly, she tapped her shapely backside with it twice and cast an incantation.

“Wait a minute,” David exclaimed. “Is that charm what I think it is?”

“What does it do?” Mario asked.

“If I’m right, I do believe Miss Weasley here wants a cock up her bum,” he replied, grinning manically.

“What I want is one in my pussy and one up my arsehole,” she clarified. “Think you boys can manage that?”

“Definitely!”

Despite her weariness, Ginny felt the excitement build in her again as she sauntered back to the bed. The boys had a brief discussion before Mario flopped onto his back and grasped his throbbing dick firmly by the base. Trembling with anticipation, she climbed over him before letting his thick shaft slide into her dripping cunt. It took all her resilience not to start humping him immediately but her patience was soon rewarded when she felt the bed dip behind her. The thick head of David’s cock then pressed up against her anus and with one firm thrust, he entered her.

She screamed. At least, she thought she did. The moment the second cock entered her, her mind stopped functioning normally and all she was aware of was the two big, hard shafts within her. With a grunt, David pushed himself further into her and she thought she could feel both dick rubbing against each other deep inside her, separated by only the thinnest of walls.

Both men paused for just a moment to ready themselves before they began to slide themselves in and out of her holes. Rather than the frantic shafting she’d received early, this time the boys were grinding slowly into her, making sure their entire lengths penetrated the respective orifices. Slowly they moved, with one cock sliding deep into her body just as the other was being withdrawn. They were like some relentless machine built for the express purpose of driving her insane. She came and came again, all the while screaming obscenities at the top of her lungs.

Lost in the rhythmic shafting she was receiving, Ginny lost any sense of time. After all, what did time mean when you were immersed in endless ecstasy? Her body was one, huge erogenous zone, and orgasm after orgasm surged through her regularly.

Both of her lovers wanted to sample all the delights she had to offer so they flipped her over. By this point, Ginny was as limp as a ragdoll, her mind and body ravaged by her near-constant state of euphoria. She lay languidly on top of Mario as he methodically slid his cock in and out of her arse. David crouched over her, his dick buried in her cunt as he ground himself into her. She was aware that she was dribbling out of the corner of her mouth but she could do nothing about it. In fact, she was pretty sure she pissed herself at one point but she was so wet down below that she wasn’t certain.

Occasionally, Ginny would spasm and jerk as she came. She tried to speak but she could only mouth unrecognisable squeals and moans. She couldn’t believe how long David and Mario were lasting, but they both seem to have entered into some strange trance, their bodies moving autonomously as their minds inhabited some higher plane. Either that or they were just really good at fucking.

Ginny’s thoughts that she’d inadvertently pulled a pair of experts in tantric sex were dispelled when Mario suddenly froze.

“I’m about ready to pop, mate,” he gasped in a strangled voice.

“Me, too,” David confirmed, although he sounded slightly more in control.

“Do it… do it… over me,” Ginny gibbered. “I want… to be… covered in cum.”

Mario wiggled out from underneath her, leaving her lying on the bed with her chest heaving. He knelt by the side of her and David took up position on the other side. Both men were sweating profusely and tenderly held their cocks as if they were going to explode.

With a trembling hand, Mario began to stroke his throbbing meat. He only managed a few strokes before he began to wildly spurt over Ginny’s body. He sobbed as he shot three short, thick jets of creamy spunk over her tits and upper chest. His aim was so wild that droplets of his discharge hit her in the face and down as far as her belly button. Trembling, he shuffled up and offered his sticky cock to her to suck. Without hesitation, Ginny reached over and began to lick up the last of his load.

David didn’t last much longer and his aim was just as wild as his assistant. His face contorted as he shot one huge jet of cum over Ginny’s face and several others which coated her body. She writhed on the bed as the boys bathed her in spunk, laughing with delight as they wanked over her. Once David was finished, she leaned over and took his dick which was still dripping with semen into her mouth. The stuff dripped down her chin as she greedily sucked him.

Completely spent, the three of them collapsed onto the bed with their legs intertwined. Ginny stared at the ceiling, her body still shaking from the experience.

“That was unbelievable,” David muttered.

“I’ve never had a shag like it,” Mario agreed.

“Well done, boys, that was exactly what I wanted,” Ginny wearily praised them.

“Our pleasure,” David told her with a chuckle.

Raising her head slightly, Ginny caught sight of David’s camera which he’d left on her table. An idea occurred to her.

“Say, David? Does that camera of yours have a timer function?”

“Yeah, sure. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I think I’d like a souvenir of the best fuck I’ve ever had,” she replied.

Pretty soon, the three of them were all facing the hastily set up camera. With a flash, the timer ran down capturing their images for posterity.

It was a few days after the Harpies returned to Wales that an unfamiliar owl swept through Ginny’s window and delivered a plain envelope with her name and the words ‘strictly private’ marked on it. At the time, Ginny was sitting with Gracie, Adele, and Demelza sharing a drink. The girls all looked at her curiously.

“What’s that?” Demelza asked, knowing that most mail was intercepted by the Harpies staff and vetted.

“I wonder…”

Hurriedly, Ginny ripped open the envelope and pulled the A3-sized photograph out. It was a beautiful shot, Ginny stood between David and Mario with her arms around their waists. The boys’ cocks were still at half-mast and dangled between their legs. For her part, you could clearly see the cum dripping down her body, with a large blob of it even making it far as her groin, the creamy mass being highly visible against her red pubic hair. The three of them looked flushed, worn-out, and extremely happy.

“What have you got there and why are you grinning so manically?” Gracie demanded.

“Oh, it’s just my holiday snap.”

“Snap? As in singular? Why did you only take one photo while on holiday?” Adele asked.

With a triumphant smirk on her face, Ginny handed the picture to her three friends. They all stared at it in shock for a moment before they burst out laughing.

“Oh, Ginny, you are a dirty slut,” Demelza declared.

That, thought Ginny, was most definitely a given.
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