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Luna Explores	By : Aarden_Fluvier Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17445 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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As she turned more pages, Hermione said to Luna “Do you think we were tricked?  I did not feel any magic around the book as Garis undertook his unlocking spell.  I’m starting to think he’s cleverer than I thought, and that the book had no real extra protection on it, apart from that rune.”  Luna grinned as she said “well either way, we all had rather a good time and here we are with the book, so I’m happy!”
The book provided them with quite a lot of information.  They quickly had the names of all of the house heads at the time of Myrtle’s ‘’death’’.   Myrtle had been a Ravenclaw, and soon they had located her house head, Madame Stella Morgana.  Both girls immediately wondered if the popular expletive ‘’Morgana’s Tits’’ was something to do with this teacher.   Madame Morgana had retired from Hogwarts in the early 80s, the book stated (being magical, it was able to update itself) so it was possible she was still around.  She would have been quite young when Myrtle died. Hermione wondered how she could have been a house head at such an early age, and surely, she would have some knowledge of Myrtle’s passing.  If so, would she share it?  The book did also reference Myrtle’s death.  It stated that it was thought that Myrtle had fallen down the stairs, thus crushing her skull on the hard stone steps.  It did also state that this was just supposition, as Myrtle was found in the infirmary already with her injuries.  Luna and Hermione noted down the names of all of the house heads, as well as the Headmaster Armando Dippet, whom Dumbledore had succeeded in 1957, when Dippet died.   “Doesn’t Dumbledore have Dippet’s portrait in his office?” asked Luna.   “Yes I think you are right, but I have never seen him awake” replied Hermione.      She continued, “Anyway, how on earth would we get in to speak to him. I rather suspect the Headmaster is a tougher nut to crack than the Librarian, so to speak,” she giggled.   “I think I know how,” murmured Luna vaguely, as her mind latched on to something obscurely interesting.
Hermione waited patiently for her friend to return to her.  “Sorry” said Luna as she resurfaced.  “Getting in to Dumbledore’s office is easy.  You see, he has been giving me private tuition to help me access the extra dimensions that I see sometimes. I don’t actually think he knows much more than me, so we are kind of exploring it together. The idea is that I learn to access them on demand, rather than the quasi-random access I have now.”   Hermione decided to pull Luna’s leg a little; “Have you been dancing for the Headmaster Luna to get him to do this?” she asked with fake horror in her voice.   “Well, no, Hermione.  I rather think that I might need Neville to dance for him rather than me.”   For once Hermione was utterly speechless and was going redder and redder in the face as words failed to come to her.   Luna, rather typically, thought it was the vision of her sexy Neville shaking his ass at Dumbledore that had shocked Hermione. However, eventually she worked it out “you didn’t know Dumbledore is gay?” she gasped out.  “Nnnnooo.” stammered Hermione.  “It never occurred to me, although admittedly I’ve never seen him apparently leer at female student; I thought that was just appropriate Headmasterly behaviour.”  “It’s always been obvious to me,” said Luna.  “Have you never seen him so lovingly caress that photograph of the young handsome man on his book shelf?”  “Err nooo, perhaps I blanked that out” Hermione replied.  “Amazing, truly amazing. I am having terrible visions now of Dumbledore with a cock in his mouth and a cock up his old bony ass, thanks a lot Luna!” Hermione laughed.
The conversation ranged far and wide as their creative minds explored various ideas and images.  However, eventually they returned to their senses, realizing they were still in the library and it was really getting a little late.  They wondered what had happened to Garis as they slid the book back onto its shelf where it settled back down with a satisfying “whoosh” and what sounded like the chatter of teeth.  They headed back out until they saw Garis’ door closed, but with the light clearly on inside the room.  The sign on the door said “DO NOT DISTURB – MEDITATION”.  Luna gently put her ear to the door and whispered an incantation to magnify the sounds coming through the door’s wooden panels.  Fairly soon her fingers were reaching for her pussy as the sounds of meditation were anything but calming. Hermione giggled as she watched her horny friend.  She leaned over and nibbled her ear and whispered, “Come on Luna, let’s go and find the boys and fill our cunts with nice thick teenaged throbbing boy cock.”    That had the desired effect, and Luna allowed Hermione to pull her away from Garis’ current adventure and they headed off to find the boys.
A few days later, Luna had one of her private evening sessions with Dumbledore.  She and Hermione had hatched a plan to give Luna some time alone with Dippet’s portrait.   Hermione had used her restricted library access well over the last few months to learn some rather interesting spells.  They planned that Hermione would create a diversion that would draw Dumbledore out of his office, hopefully leaving Luna behind.    The Headmaster, sucking on a lemon drop, had his eyes closed as he and Luna attempted to reach the state of transcendence that allowed access to those sideways dimensions.  They had been making good progress, and could now slip into this trance relatively easily.   Luna had been helping the Headmaster along a bit with her family ‘charm tone’ capability, although he didn’t realize it.  At this time, Hermione was down in the castle’s ward-room, incanting the diversion.  Dumbledore’s eyes flew open as the Castle’s wards activated.    “Luna, Luna, come out of the trance” he urged.   Luna had never been in the trance, so she faked, perhaps rather expansively, returning from the trance.  “The Castle is telling me that something is attempting to break through one of it’s external wards near the Whomping Willow, and I must investigate urgently.  I think you should return to your house.”  Luna looked shocked and fearful, and curled up into a ball.  Using a confused voice, and another dollop of  ‘charm tone’, she said  “Headmaster, the trance has rather affected me, and I’m not sure I should attempt to go anywhere right at the moment.  I’m sure I would be safe here in your office – Fawks could alert you if anything should happen to me.  Do you mind if I stay here?”  Dumbledore was clearly very agitated and keen to investigate, and so without any more thought he acquiesced and headed off at the double.
Luna waited a couple of minutes, and then walked to Dippet’s portrait.  “Headmaster Dippet” she called to the slumbering figure, but he just kept on snoring.   Luna tried wiggling the frame of his portrait but that made him snore even more loudly.   She didn't know any magic for awaking portraits, and was quickly at a loss for what to do.   However, a voice from one of the portraits called out: “He’s not really asleep.  He’s just pretending.”   Luna looked around, trying to work out who had spoken to her.  Then she spied a non-descript looking woman in a portrait tucked away in the corner beckoning to her.  Luna walked over and greeted the woman.  “Oh, that’s a bit sneaky.  Do you know how I can get his attention?”  “Yes dear, I do.  He’s a horny old goat and you can always get his attention with a little showing off, like this.”  At that she turned around, bent over, hiked her skirt up and wiggled her substantial bottom at Luna.  Luna stood rooted to the spot, a bit amazed at the portrait woman’s behavior.  But then she thought to herself she had no right to be judging her (or Dippet) given what she and Hermione got up to.   “Thank you Maam” she said respectfully.  “A pleasure young woman, I’m going to enjoy watching what you do to get his attention!”   Luna really didn’t have much time, so she marched over to Dippet, who was a little quieter in his ‘’snoring’’, and stood in front of his portrait.  “Headmaster” she cooed, “I was wondering if you could help me.”  As she spoke, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, all the while squeezing her breasts, and shifting from foot to foot.   Dippet apparently started to stir, but clearly he wanted more before he was going to ‘’wake up’’ (Luna wondered in what magical way a portrait with its eyes apparently shut could see her).   Luna could hear the other portrait laughing, and she turned around to see the woman luxuriously stretched out on a plush divan, legs wide open, fingers jammed into a thick black bush.
That vision was enough to stimulate Luna further.  “Headmaster Dippet, I’ve been told that you had the hardest hottest cock in the school, and that the students and teachers lined up for you to fuck them.”   A smile appeared on Dippet’s face and his slumbers ceased.  “Hello my dear, how very kind of you to say so.  I must also say how very pretty you are and how nicely your school blouse fits you.”  “Oh,” laughed Luna, “they didn’t tell me how charming you were as well, Headmaster.”  As she said this, Luna slowly licked her lips, and took a step closer to the portrait.   Dippet sat back in his chair, fully roused from his slumbers now, and asked Luna what he could do for her.   “Well, two things Headmaster. My friend Hermione and I are trying to help Moaning Myrtle.  Myrtle is desperately horny; she’s only had one orgasm in 4 decades!  We learned from a book written by Madame Greystone that if we can re-enact the circumstances under which Myrtle died, it’s possible she will become much more solid.  If we can achieve that, then Myrtle might finally be able to ram a cock in her cunt and have some fun.  I’m sure you would appreciate that! From our research, we have learned that Madame Stella Morgana was Myrtle’s house head when she died, and we are hoping she may be able to shed some light on Myrtle’s death.  Only, we have no idea how to reach her if she is still alive.”
Dippet looked very intrigued.  “Well dear, that’s all very interesting and I will help you if I can.  I knew Madame Morgana rather well, in fact very well, you might say.  You know that expression, “Morgana’s Tits”, well it was me that coined it for the reason that Stella liked nothing more than to finish a day’s teaching with lots of hot male cum running down her tits.  She used to get so aroused during the day, with all of the senior boys flirting with her, that this was the only way for her to cope.  It got a bit out of hand towards the end of my time at the school; the cum queue got very long!”  Luna opened her blouse a little more to show Dippet her cleavage, saying “I can understand that rather well Headmaster, I rather like to do that too.  Can you tell me how to find her by any chance?”   Dippet nodded, as he admired Luna’s lacy bra encased ivory breasts, “yes dear I think I can.  Now what was the second thing you wanted me to help you with?”  Luna unclasped her bra, and slid it off. “Well Headmaster, I’d really like you to show me your famous cock!   I’d love you to shoot cum for me; perhaps you have a friend in your portrait who would like to drink it?” Dippet shrugged off his headmaster’s robe, and slowly grasped his own groin, squeezing his bulge in anticipation. “Actually dear, I possess some very special magic which might make that unnecessary.   It’s part of the Dippet Grimoire, so it’s not common at all.”  Luna was very intrigued, and continued to rub and squeeze her own breasts.  There was a sudden moan from across the room.  Luna had forgotten about the other lady who had just reached a nice orgasm.    However, she now had company in her portrait.  A very handsome centaur, with a very large quasi-erect cock was looking at her with great intensity.   The lady opened her legs further and beckoned to her friend.  Much though Luna wanted to watch this, she reluctantly tuned back to Dippet.   “And what is that Headmaster,” she questioned.   “I can interact with you,” informed Dippet.  “Once every 10 years, I can partly bring somebody alive partly into my portrait and interact with them.  Dumbledore is never worth even waking up for, so, my dear, if you are really so keen to see my cock, which is terribly flattering of you, not only can you see it, but you can taste it too.  I should say, that information about Stella is not contingent on you doing this.
“Headmaster, you are a sweety.  We don't have much time, as Dumbledore will be back soon.   So please tell me where I can find Stella Morgana, and then you should get your cock out for me, because I really love to drink cum and have it splattered all over my tits.”  As she spoke, Luna slipped her skirt off, and twirled around, left just in her panties, socks and shoes.   She wiggled her bottom at Dippet as he undid his trousers and slid them down.  “Well dear, you can find Stella at the Little Farthing House for retired Magicals.   I’m not sure how well she is, mentally though.   But that's your best bet.  Pretend to be her grand daughter. Now to the real business.”  Luna could see the massive bulge in his 1950s underwear and she automatically reached towards it.  To her amazement, the portrait allowed her hand in, and she quickly squeezed Dippet’s cock and balls.  Luna was now really in a hurry, but she wasn’t going to miss out.
She pulled Dippet’s underpants down and released his cock.  For an old man, in fact for a young man, his cock was extremely impressively thick and veiny, and hard, so hard.  Perhaps it was the portrait magic, Luna really didn’t care.  Dippet reached his hand out of the portrait, rested it on Luna’s head and pulled her towards him.  Her mouth was already wide open and his cock slid straight in.  “Ummmmm” grunted Luna as she accommodated his shaft working up as much saliva as she could.   Luna could feel substantial magical power from Dippet, or more precisely, from his cock.  It thrummed in her mouth and gave her a sense of total sexuality that she had never quite had before. It was like she was the most desirable woman that Dippet had ever encountered, and it felt totally genuine (perhaps it was, or perhaps this was Dippet’s secret of success). “That’s it dear, you are sucking my cock so perfectly with your sexy mouth.   Is your cunt nice and wet?  Let me hear your fingers in your pussy.   I think Dumbledore is returning, so I need to cum soon for you.”   Luna redoubled her efforts, slid her panties to her knees and rammed a couple of fingers into her juicy cunt.  At that point there were further moans from the other portrait as the site of Luna’s cunt caused the Centaur’s massive cock to erupt thick hot cum all over the portrait lady.  Dippet was watching that as well as listening to Luna’s wet cunt slurping around her fingers as well as the incredible feeling of Luna’s mouth around his cock.  Luna had amazing ability to hold a cock deep in her throat and manipulate her tongue around it and Dippet, after more than 10 long years was totally ready to cum for her.   “Quick dear, we have about 2 minutes left, I’m ready.”   Luna pistoned his cock deep in her throat and then felt his magic peak rapidly.  His cock and balls began to pulse, and Luna pulled back, mouth wide open to receive his gift.     Thick hot jets of cum erupted from the eye of Dippet’s cock, splattering into Luna’s mouth. With each pulse Dippet screamed out in ecstasy; with each pulse Luna swallowed what she could, and allowed the rest to paint her face and flushed breasts.    On and on it flowed; Luna just slipped into a state of total focus on dealing with his cum, until finally his multi-decade orgasm slowed.  His cum tasted so wonderfully, kind of like all her favourite jams in a subtle and tangy way.     Dippet’s magnificent cock finally started to slacken, and Luna popped it back in her mouth to slurp as much cum off it as she could.   “Hurry now dear,” said Dippet as he reeled his prick back into his pants and pulled his trousers up, and re-donned his robes.
Luna was very flushed and a bit wobbly after all the magic, but still she managed to lean forwards and kiss Dippet quickly on the mouth and give him her most radiant smile.  Then she told Dippet “In 10 years time Headmaster, I am going to return to your portrait, and you are going to shove that incredible cock of yours into this.”  At which point she turned around and bent over, showing him her most gorgeous, wet, swollen, hairy pink pussy.   Dippet gulped loudly and said “I think I am going to research some magic to bring forwards my next availability! Good bye dear, I’m sure I will see you again before then.”   Luna clambered back into her clothes, the lady in the portrait kissed her Centaur good bye and Luna scourgified the cum from her face.  Then she curled up in the big chair again,  just as Dumbledore bustled back in.
“Are you alright Luna,” he asked, “I don’t know what was going on, I could not find any creature attempting to breach the wards, and they were all intact.  It was like a spider web had been shaken, alerting the spider, but there was no insect in the web!”   “I’m fine Headmaster, thank you,” replied Luna.  Her voice was still a little shaky, which fitted well with her previous story.  “The portraits have been very kind to me and helped to keep me calm. I think I’ll return to my dorm now.”  With that, before Dumbledore had any more thoughts, she got up, cast a glance at the now apparently slumbering DIppet, and pulled open the  door and headed back to the Ravenclaw dorm.  “Good night Luna,” called Dumbledore, a look of slight puzzlement on his face.
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