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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 8

AN

Please find the final chapter of this filthy little story for your reading pleasure. I do include a bit of Quidditch but don’t worry, it doesn’t get in the way of all the shagging. Certainly not for Ginny, anyway.

Thanks to everyone who took the time to read this perverted little tale and especially to those that left a review. I currently have four different stories in various stages of completion and it will probably be down to my mood as to which gets completed first. Ah, so much filth, so little time…

The season seemed to pass at an incredible rate and Ginny found herself immersed in a world of Quidditch, booze, and filthy sex. Needless to say, she was having the time of her life. She was methodically working her way through the Harpie Horndogs, sometimes two at a time, not to mention shagging suitable opposition players when the opportunity arose. Her only regret was not keeping a diary of her sexual exploits as she had lost count of how many people she’d fucked.

On the Quidditch side of things, there were triumphs and disappointments. The season had ended with the Harpies comfortably taking third position. Perhaps their earlier successes had given the girls an unrealistic expectation of what to expect, but most of them felt slightly disappointed with that position. Still, next season promised great things.

Even better, they had reached the final of the Quidditch Cup and would be pitted against their old foes the Wimbourne Wasps. While Ginny was excited at the idea of seeing Herbert Jenkins again, she knew it would be a hard game against the skilful team.

Match day had come around almost before she knew it and Ginny found herself shuffling out of the changing room in the national stadium at Milton Keynes with her teammates. As they filed out into the main corridor she saw the Wasps were already there. Spotting a familiar face, she broke ranks and went to greet him.

“Hi, Herbert,” she said as she approached the handsome man.

“Hey, Ginny, good to see you.”

Ginny couldn’t help but notice that Herbert’s teammates were all openly grinning at her and she had the feeling that he’d been boasting of his exploits to them. Not that she could talk as she’d been particularly vocal in letting her friends know that she’d been banged five times in one night by the bloke. Gracie had been green with envy.

“So, Gin, I was thinking, how about a little wager on the result today?” Herbert suggested.

“Oh, what sort of wager?”

“Well, if we win I was thinking that you’d let me fuck you again.”

Herbert’s teammates openly sniggered at this but Ginny wasn’t intimidated. Instead, she just looked at her fellow chaser with a saucy expression on her face.

“Babe, if you guys win I’ll fuck all of you,” she announced, before turning and walking slowly back to her teammates. She heard several gasps and some muttering coming from the Wasps ranks which just made her grin. Demelza was less happy with her, however.

“Oh, well done, Ginny,” the girl complained as soon as Ginny had taken her place in line next to her.

“Eh? What have I done?

“You’ve just given the Wasps the perfect motivation to win!”

The Harpies all sniggered as Ginny’s face turned a little red.

The game was every bit as hard as Ginny had thought it would be. This time, however, the Harpies were at full strength and the three chasers were flying like Valkyries, racking up a huge score. Sadly, the talented Wasps team was matching them blow for blow and both sides’ beaters appeared overwhelmed.

Listening to the commentator, it sounded like this game was going to go down in the history books as one of the most exciting and hard-fought ever. Neither side was giving any quarter and there had already been several time-outs called to treat injuries. As she swooped between the opposition’s hoops having scored yet another goal, Ginny screamed with joy. That goal meant that she was definitely going to finish the season as the second-highest scorer in all competitions that season, although she would need to score eight more times to catch Roger Sykes-Cordingly, the Puddlemere chaser who held the top spot. The way the game was going that was not entirely beyond the realms of possibility.

A sudden cry from the crowd made her look around. To her horror, she saw the Wasp’s seeker diving almost vertically with his hand outstretched. Adele was hot on his heels but was nearly a broom’s length behind. Desperately, she hoped that the Wasp’s player was just faking it but a glint of gold revealed that he wasn’t. Helplessly, she watched as the man closed his hand around the snitch, winning the game for the Wasps.

The Harpies gathered together to console the despondent Adele and assure her that there was nothing she could have done. The Wasps were magnanimous in victory and handshakes were exchanged all around. Finally, the witches performed a final flyby of the stand where their supporters were gathered and were pleased to see their fans standing and clapping them enthusiastically.

With a runners-up medal hanging around her neck, Ginny flew back with her teammates. As soon as they landed, their captain, Gemma, pulled them into a huddle.

“Don’t be too upset, ladies,” she told them. “We’ve had a brilliant season and no one thought we would get close to the final. Hell, some pundits out there were saying we were going to get relegated at the start of the season and we’ve given those bastards the middle finger! Next season we’re going to beat everyone!”

“Yeah!” they all cried.

“I’m sure that third in the league and a cup runner-up medal isn’t what you all wanted, but I see this as just the start. This team is going to go all the way, so smile! This is just the beginning of something special.”

“Oh, I’m sure not all of us are that upset, anyway, Gemma,” Gracie said with a smirk. “After all, some of us will be getting something extra courtesy of the Wasps, eh, Ginny?”

All the girls turned and stared at her.

“Oh yeah. Well, you realise you can’t back out of it, don’t you, Ginny? The honour of the Harpies is at stake.”

“Remember me fondly if they shag me to death,” she announced tragically.

“Yeah, yeah, don’t pretend you’re not looking forward to it,” Gracie said. “You lucky cow.”

Ginny just shrugged.

It was barely twenty minutes later when Ginny pushed open a door marked ‘Men’s Baths’. She was wearing only a towel wrapped around her and had never been so nervous in her life, although she would have to admit that she was excited, too.

Once she had entered, she found the room full of steam. Making her way around a partition wall, she was confronted by the sight of a large, communal bath in which seven men lounged. As luck would have it, Herbert was sitting in the water directly opposite her and saw her arrival. A huge grin spread across his face.

“It seems we have a visitor,” he announced. “Hi, Ginny, I was just wondering if you were going to make good on our bet.”

“Some bet,” she snorted. “As I recall, we didn’t even agree what I would get if the Harpies had won.”

“You’re still here, though.”

“Well, I did promise and a Harpie never goes back on her word.”

“In that case, why don’t you get rid of that stupid towel and come and join us?”

By this point, all the Wasps had twisted around to watch her. With her heart thumping, she stepped forward to the edge of the bath and tugged at the knot holding the towel in place. It fell to the floor leaving her standing naked before them all. There were murmurs of appreciation and a couple of wolf whistles.

With a confidence that she didn’t feel, Ginny sat down on the edge of the bath and slid into the water between two of the grinning players. The water only came up to her thighs and Herbert rose to greet her. Her eyes instantly dropped to look at his cock, hanging between his legs. She shivered with excitement and thought to herself that she was about to get the shafting of a lifetime. Still, she didn’t want this to dissolve into some frantic free-for-all so she decided that she needed to exert some control over proceedings from the start.

Wading the short distance across the bath, she confronted Herbert and shoved him lightly in the chest making him reach back and grab the edge of the bath. He looked at her enquiringly.

“Sit up on the edge of the bath with your legs spread,” she ordered.

Herbert nearly crackled his face smiling as he realised what the redhead intended. Bracing himself, he hopped up onto the edge of the bath with his legs dangling in the water. Ginny approached him and forced his legs wider apart before bending down and taking his flaccid cock into her mouth.

There were gasps from the other players as her head began to bob backwards and forwards, sucking Herbert into hardness. The man himself leaned back slightly and sighed.

“I tell you, boys, if there was a World Cup for cock sucking this little vixen would win it.”

It took barely a minute to get him fully erect. Ginny lovingly sucked the thick, hard shaft one last time before pulling her head back and grinning at the man. She was horny beyond belief at this point and only just getting started. With a smirk, she looked over her shoulder at the other men who were still sitting up to their chests in the water, watching her intently.

“Well? If you want me to get you hard then you’d all better sit on the edge like Herbert here,” she told them.

The water splashed everywhere as six men hurriedly stood up and pulled themselves up onto the edge of the bath. Giving Herbert’s stiff prick one last stroke, Ginny moved to her left towards Eric Kinsella, the team’s keeper. He stared at her wide-eyed and she wormed her way between his legs and grasped his dangling cock in her hand. Then, bending down, she wrapped her lips around it and began to suck.

As she greedily ran her tongue over the man’s rapidly stiffening prick, it occurred to her that in the position she was in she was giving all the men behind her a perfect view of her pussy and arse. Knowing that they were all looking at her made her even more excited and she moaned as she caressed the prick with her lips.

Working anti-clockwise, she blew each of the Wasps in turn, moving on when they achieved a good, firm erection. By the time she reached the final man, Frans Thijssen, the team’s Dutch seeker, he was already hard. Feeling it would be unfair for him to miss out just because he was already ready for her, she sucked him, too, and purring with pleasure as he took him in her mouth.

Once she had blown him for what seemed like a reasonable amount of time, she pulled back and stood up straight, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she decided how to proceed next. Before she could say anything, however, Herbert took matters into his own hands.

“You know, boys, I think we should take the lovely Miss Weasley into the locker room and start fucking her,” he said.

Deciding that was as good a plan as any, she allowed herself to be helped out of the bath and led out of the steamy room by seven naked men, all nursing boners. Then entered an adjoining room that had the men’s clothing hanging from hooks around the walls and several benches. It was on those benches, she suspected, that they were going to do her.

“As I instigated the bet, I get to fuck her first,” Herbert announced. “Be aware, though, this young lady is very adaptable and is more than happy to take it in any of her holes so once we get going, don’t be afraid to join in if you see an opening, so to speak.”

Smiling broadly, Herbert pulled one of the benches into the middle of the room and then laid on it with his cock sticking vertically in the air. The other Wasps’ had gathered at one end of the locker room to watch. Eager to give them a show, rather than just mount Herbert in the excepted position, she swung her leg over his prone body facing away from him and towards his watching teammates. She then squatted down and took his throbbing dick in her hand, guiding it to her eagerly waiting pussy.

Ginny moaned in pleasure as Herbert’s big cock slid into her cunt. She reached behind her and rested the palms of her hands on his chest before she began to thrust her hips up and down, impaling herself repeatedly on his monster dick.

The other men stood and watched with hungry expressions on their faces. She was giving them a perfect view of Herbert’s cock sliding in and out of her cunt and several of them were already stroking their cocks at the sight. Being watched like this made Ginny even hotter than she had been and she started to exaggerate her movements deliberately to tease them even more. Her tits bounced up and down wildly as she rammed herself down onto Herbert time and time again.

“Enjoying the view, boys?” she asked in a husky voice. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance. I want to feel all your cocks inside me.”

“Time for a changeover,” Herbert said from below her. Reluctantly, she stood and allowed the sweating man to roll off the bench. He then looked at his teammates expectantly. “So, who’s next?”

“ME!” roared Kevin Mariner, one of the team’s burly beaters. The man hurried forward and lay on his back on the bench. Ginny couldn’t help but notice just how well-endowed the man was. Licking her lips, she swung her leg over the man and took up position.

“Well, nice to meet you, Miss Weasley,” he said with a smirk.

“Nice to meet you, too, Mr Mariner,” she replied, before lowering herself down and taking his fat cock into her pussy. Placing her hands on his broad chest, they began to vigorously fuck. The man’s huge dick felt wonderful and she cried out in joy as she humped him.

After a short while, she felt a hand on her back stopping her movement and she looked around to see Herbert grinning at her. He then swung his leg over the bench and pushed her forward onto Marina’s chest.

“I did explain to my teammates that you could handle more than one dick at a time but they seem strangely reluctant to partake. I think I’m going to have to lead by example,” he said, rubbing the hard head of his cock against her arsehole.

“Ooh, Herbert, you can’t keep away from me, can you?” she teased. “Go on, then. Fuck me in my tight little arsehole.”

Needing no further encouragement, Herbert pushed his dick into her back passage. She howled with delight at the feeling of having two, massive cocks inside her. Both men then began to fuck her hard, causing her to have her first orgasm of the day. She screamed and swore as she clung to the beater's muscular form, her body on fire.

Seeing her taking two cocks was too much for the other five men. They surged forward and she felt her right hand being guided to someone’s hard shaft and someone, she didn’t see who, appeared before her and thrust his dick into her mouth. Soon, her left hand was wrapped around someone’s prick and she realised that she was handling five cocks at once. She’d tried to avoid this mass scrum but, as the Wasp’s fell on her like a pack of ravaging animals, she found herself loving every second of it.

The evening turned into a fuck-a-thon with Ginny as the star prize. She was manhandled this way and that, passed between the desperate men who delighted in thrusting their hard poles into every hole she had. Perhaps feeling the narrow bench didn’t afford enough access to her body, someone found some mats and laid them on the floor. She was deposited on these before the Wasps descended on her again. Mick D’Avery, one of the chasers, pulled her on top of him and rammed his dick into her dripping cunt while Frans Kinsella slid his weapon into her stretched and battered arsehole.

“Remember, boys, be considerate! Don’t cum anywhere other than her mouth. Other people want to sample her after you and they don’t want to find sloppy seconds,” she heard Herbert yell.

At that prompt, Kevin Mariner dropped to his knees and thrust his cock at her head. Without thinking, she opened her mouth just in time for him to shoot a thick wad of hot, creamy spunk into her mouth. He frantically tugged at his dick, sending more cum over her face and into her hair. Ginny gasped and tried to swallow his load but the constant pounding she was receiving from his teammates was making it difficult. Unable to catch her breath, she spat out his discharge but only managed to cover her arm with it. Not that it mattered, she suspected that she would soon be coated with the stuff anyway.

A second orgasm hit her shortly afterwards, closely followed by a third. The players swopped between themselves frequently and she had no idea who was fucking her at any given moment. It seemed that all the assembled Wasps wanted to sample all her holes and she was turned this way and that. Her mind was melting but she just couldn’t complain as she loved being treated this way.

Another player, a chaser by the name of John Linford appeared before her and ejaculated over her up-turned face. Even with her jaw wide open, most of the stuff missed her mouth and landed over her. As some unseen assailant behind her slid his cock up her backside again, she desperately tried to wipe her eyes. Jizz was dribbling down her chin and she was being turned into a human cum bucket which was wonderful.

More of the Wasps were allowing her to drink their wank juice now. Several times she was pushed down onto the mat as the players desperately spunked all over her. It wasn’t just her face that was covered now, but her tits and stomach were all drenched in the stuff. As she watched a great blob of creamy cum drip down her left tit, it suddenly occurred to her that she’d already taken more than seven loads.

Another naked body knelt beside her and offered his cock for sucking. Looking up at the youthful face of a man that couldn’t have been older than her, Ginny realised that she had no idea who he was.

“Hey, Herbert,” she yelled to the man who was watching proceedings from the side. “What gives? I only said I’d do the team!”

“And you are, beautiful. Meet Alan Putney, one of our reserve players. I assumed when you said you’d do us all, you meant everyone.”

“The staff, too,” came a gruff voice. She looked over and saw a naked man who must have been in his fifties. Fine white hair covered his body and he smirked at her. Surprised, Ginny recognised this was the Wasps’ veteran manager, Allister Turner. She was even more surprised when he rolled her onto her side and stuck his cock up her arse.

The second wave pounced on her and once again she found herself taking cock after cock. She seemed to be becoming increasingly sensitive and every time one of the Wasps pushed their engorged dick into her dripping pussy she shivered and shook as she came. It was just as well she’d cast a number of the spells Adele had taught her, providing lubrication and increased energy as well as cushioning her arse from the pounding it was taken.

With her brain dribbling out of her ear, Ginny was reduced to the same gibbering wreck that she had been after the first time she’d been double penetrated. So many men seemed desperate to fuck her and she felt like she was in Heaven, assuming Heaven hosted one continual orgy, that is.

One by one, the players reached breaking point and shot their loads over her. As her mouth was in constant use many of them just decided to spunk over her tits, not that she minded that. Even old man Turner managed to shoot a decent amount over her body, even if his discharge was rather thin and runny. Soon she was left with just one man, the young reserve called Putney. With a cry, he ejaculated into her mouth, his load fresh and thick compared to his managers.

As Ginny lay there with the young man’s cum dribbling down her chin, she found that she had one more surprise. With a smirk, Herbert dropped to his knees in front of her and pushed her legs apart. His cock was as hard as ever.

“I thought I did you already,” she protested.

“Yeas, but I didn’t cum, did I? Don’t worry, Ginny, I just wanted to be your first and last of the evening. You can manage one more shag, can’t you?”

“Bloody hell. Go on then, you bastard, give me one.”

Grinning, Herbert shuffled forward and grasped his large cock in one hand. After lining up with her battered slit, he slowly pushed himself into her.

“Ooh, fuck! I just came again!” Ginny moaned.

The man said nothing but just placed his hands on either side of her body and began to move his hips. Faster and faster he moved, ramming his dick deep into her cunt. Ginny squirmed and clenched her fists, not quite believing what was happening to her. Her body seemed to be in a state of constant arousal and Herbert’s massive tool was driving her right over the edge. Every time he thrust into her, juices sprayed out, soaking her legs. As soon as the man realised what was happening, he pulled out of her. It was like a cork being pulled out of a champagne bottle and she squirted everywhere, howling like a banshee as she did.

As soon as the deluge stopped, Herbert resumed fucking her. She was a gibbering, cum-soaked mess by this point, her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth and her eyes rolling into her head. Just as she reached the point where she knew she could take no more, Herbert yanked his cock out of her and crawled forward.

He didn’t even try to get to her mouth, he just pointed the end of his cock at her face and let loose. A thick jet of hot cum again landed all over her, coating her hair, getting in her eyes, and even up her nose. She snorted and coughed as the man hosed her down like his dick was some sort of spunk pump.

Then it was over. She lay there, shaking, as Herbert rose to his feet, wiping her eyes, she saw that all Wasps were gathered around, watching, with their spent cocks hanging limply down. She done them all.

“Gents, I give you Ginny Weasley! Give her a big hand, what a trooper!” Herbert cried.

Every man present started clapping wildly. A weary smile crept onto her lips. There were just so many of them. Frowning, she turned and looked up at Herbert.

“How many guys just had me?” she asked.

“Sixteen,” he said, grinning maniacally.

“Fuck.”

“You certainly did. Anyway, Ginny, do you need me to give you a hand back to the bath? I think you’d better have a wash before you head back.”

Nodding, Ginny allowed herself to be pulled to her feet. She could barely walk and it was just as well Herbert was holding her up. Gratefully, she slid into the warm water and allowed herself to relax. A few moments later, the rest of the Wasps' first team joined her in the bath obviously thinking they needed another dip, too.

She was grateful that none of them tried anything more with her as her pussy and arsehole were rather tender. They all eagerly watched her wash, however, and she felt compelled to put on a bit of a show. She stood in the centre of the bath and rubbed soap all over her body, simultaneously cleaning herself and causing several of the players to gain an erection again. Fortunately, they were happy wanking as they watched her.

After rinsing herself off, Ginny did one last circuit of the bath, kissing each of the players in turn although she saved Herbert for last. With the last of her strength, she climbed out of the bath and found her towel on the floor where she left it. After wrapping it around her, she headed for the exit.

“See you next season,” Herbert called as she left.

“I’m looking forward to it,” she called back.
By the time she arrived back at the Harpies changing room, most of the team was long gone. Her three best friends had waited for her and they looked at her eagerly as she walked in.

“Oh, bloody hell, look at the state of that,” Gracie laughed as soon as she saw her.

“You look done-in, Ginny,” Demelza said. “Did you really do all of them?”

“Yup. I fucked their entire first team. And their reserves. And most of the training staff. They all did me.”

“What? How many men have you just had sex with?” Adele demanded.

“Sixteen.”

“What? You complete tramp!” Gracie laughed. “I’m so jealous.”

“Tell us everything!” Demelza demanded.

As she got dressed, Ginny related the story of her magnificent gangbang. Her friends stared at her open-mouthed with shock as she described the relentless fucking she’d just received. Perhaps she was a little too graphic in her portrayal of events as the girls looked decidedly agitated by the time she finished.

“Holy fuck, I need to get myself gangbanged,” Gracie moaned.

“I’m not sure if I’d be up for that,” Demelza said.

“Oh, I don’t know. It might be interesting,” Adele disagreed with a serene smile on her face.

“Look, girls, can we put this on hold until we get to the bar. I’ve swallowed about a gallon of spunk and I really need a drink,” Ginny begged.

“Of course, babe.”

In the end, she had to lean against Demelza as they walked as her legs could barely support her. The girls were extremely amused by her condition although Gracie still claimed to be extremely envious.

“What an amazing season it’s been,” Adele said as they walked.

“More amazing for some than others, eh, Ginny?” Gracie sniggered. “Still, I’m sure next season will be even more fun, although what we can do to top Weasley I have no idea. Any ideas for fun activities next year?”

“Why don’t we each try and shag a player from every opposition team?”

“A ‘find the biggest cock’ competition?”

“How about a four-way lesbian orgy?” Ginny suggested.

“Ooh, Miss Weasley! I never knew you cared!”

“I’m up for that one,” Demelza agreed, kissing her softly on the cheek.

“Whatever we do, I’m sure it will be amazing,” Adele said brightly.

Ginny just nodded. The season had been the best time of her life and she had plenty more to look forward to. She had three wonderful friends, a booming career, and an insatiable desire for cock. Things couldn’t be better.

“Hey, I hear that Harry Potter is a big Quidditch fan. Do you think he’ll come and see us play?”

“If he does, he’s going to get shagged by every player the Harpies have. Probably most of the support staff, too.”

Yes, thought Ginny, there were many things to look forward to.

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