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The Further Adventures of Ginny Weasley	By : ODB Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 66775 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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“Oh, God! Oh, God! I’m coming! Just a little longer, Harry, please! I… I… aaaaggghhh!”

Ginny’s body shook as her orgasm hit her like a truck. She writhed on the bed with her hands shakily running through her lover’s hair. Bright colours flashed before her eyes and she felt like she was going to die from the pleasure. Damn, the things Harry could do with his tongue should be made illegal!

“Alright, Ginny?” Harry asked, looking up from his position between her legs.

“Alright? I’m bloody marvellous,” she gushed. “Fuck, Harry, you’re going to kill me at this rate.”

“Oh, do you not want me to lick your pussy in future?”

“If you even think of stopping I’m going for my wand,” she huffed, “now get up here and kiss me!”

Harry laughed and crawled up the bed until he was level with her. Gently, their lips met as they wrapped their arms around each other.

This, Ginny thought, was as good as it got. Ever since she had hooked up with Harry and moved into his home, her life had improved beyond all recognition. Not only had she finally snared the man she had loved for years but she had also managed to land herself the job of her dreams. As a Chaser for the Holyhead Harpies, she got to play the sport she had been obsessed with ever since she could remember. She’d even rebuilt bridges with her family, although her relationship with her mother was still a little rough. It was amazing how quickly things could change.

Less than a year before, she’d been earning a crust working in Muggle porn. It was something that she was grateful that no one had discovered, especially Harry, but equally, she wasn’t sorry that she’d done it. If she hadn’t, she would have been left living on the streets, slowly wasting away from hunger. Besides, she’d be lying if she didn’t admit that she’d bloody enjoyed a lot of the work. She still occasionally had fantasies about the time she was gangbanged by six handsome hunks. Not that her sex life now wasn’t great, however.

Truthfully, she probably had more sex now then she did when she was doing porn, such was Harry’s sexual appetite. He’d surprised her by both his proficiency and stamina in the bedroom. Ginny strongly suspected that he’d had other lovers before they got together but as she’d been getting fucked by two or three different guys every week herself, she could hardly complain. Besides, she was reaping the benefits now.

“Wanna take a bath together?” Harry asked, waking her from her daydreaming.

“Hmm, maybe a bit later. I’m happy just laying here for the moment.”

“Works for me,” he agreed. “Oh, have you had any other ideas for things for us to try?”

Not only was Harry extremely virile, but he was also extremely imaginative. To keep things fresh between them, they had agreed that they would both tell the other their sexual fantasies which they would try and act out for the other. From Ginny’s point of view, this had been a wonderful idea and she’d got to act out a lot of her porn career with Harry, plus they’d tried quite a few new ideas, too. Disillusioning themselves and fucking in public places had been fun, they’d even done it on the crowded top-deck of a double-decker bus a while back. In fact, they’d tried pretty much anything they could think of. Only bondage had fallen flat for them as neither of them was particularly into it.

“Hmm, I don’t know,” she admitted. “I’d like to try that thing where we covered each other in baby oil again.”

“That was fun,” he agreed before hesitating. “Actually, I do have something I do want to try but I’m not sure how you’ll take it.”

“Well, ask. The worse thing I can say is no,” Ginny told him.

“Okay. I, umm, I… wouldn’t mind trying a threesome.”

Ginny almost laughed. Of course, there probably wasn’t a bloke in the world that didn’t want to do it with two hot girls.

“Oh, yeah? Am I not enough for you? Think you can handle satisfying two women at once, do you?” she teased.

“Ah, actually I was thinking that the third person would be a guy. I really want to do you with another bloke.”

Ginny blinked. Well, that came out of nowhere. Did this mean that Harry swung both ways? If he was, she could hardly criticise as she’d stared in a lesbian film, but she wasn’t sure how she felt about Harry batting for the other side.

“Do you… want to do it with another guy?” she asked carefully.

“What? Oh, no. I didn’t mean it like that. I don’t want to do anything with this bloke, I just want to do you with someone else. Is that weird?”

“Oh, no. Not at all,” she assured him quickly. She immediately thought of Dan Heighway, a male porn actor she’d worked with who specialised in working with other blokes. He’d always seemed to be extremely keen to fuck girls with other male actors.

“It’s just… it’s always been a bit of a fantasy of mine and the thought of banging nine bells out of you with another bloke gets me really excited. I don’t know if you’d be willing to do something like that, though.”

It was all Ginny could do from snorting in laughter at that comment. She loved getting fucked by multiple cocks and the idea of doing that with Harry present was enough to make her wet at just the thought of it.

“Well… I suppose, if that’s really what you want to do,” she told him, trying not to appear too keen. “I guess it depends on who the other guy would be. Do you have someone in mind?”

“Oliver Wood,” Harry answered immediately.

“Oliver? You mean, the same Oliver that I played against three weeks ago and scored three goals against? Why him?”

For a second, Harry looked embarrassed.

“Oliver is actually responsible for much of my sexual education,” Harry admitted reluctantly. “You see, back when I started playing in the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Oliver kind of took me under his wing. We talked a lot, especially after games. Fred and George were always showered and out of the changing room in seconds. I guess they had other things to do, but Oliver and I took our time and had some interesting conversations. In his last year, I discovered that it wasn’t just Quidditch that Oliver was obsessed with, but girls, too.”

“Oh? Do tell,” Ginny prompted, interested in where this was going.

“Well, Oliver had a few girlfriends while he was at Hogwarts, but in his final year, he got quite infatuated by Katie Bell. I mean, I don’t blame him, she was pretty hot and she seemed quite into him but was seeing someone else at the time. Oliver got really frustrated about this and while we were in the showers he often ranted about her. Sometimes, he started describing her… err… assets in great detail. I was desperately unworldly, I mean, the Dursleys were never going to give me ‘the talk’ were they? So, I guess I started asking a few questions about girls and sex. Oliver, bless him, was more than happy to answer my questions. In fact, sometimes he went into a bit too much detail.”

“Ha! Did he get poor little Harry all hot and bothered?” Ginny teased.

“Bloody right he did, and sometimes he got himself a bit frustrated, too! You have to remember, Ginny, teenage boys all have certain urges, right? In a boarding school like Hogwarts, there weren’t many places you could satisfy those urges if you get what I mean.”

“Oh, poor Harry! I wish I’d know. I would have been more than happy to give you a hand,” she giggled.

“Bloody hell, I wish I had known that!” he groaned. “Anyway, sometimes after Oliver had been a bit too graphic in his descriptions or had fantasied about Katie a bit too much, he got a bit, umm, excited. I did, too, I have to admit.”

“So, the two of you were stood there in the communal shower both nursing boners? Well, that’s a pleasant image. What did you do?” she asked easily.

“What do you think we did? We masturbated.”

“What, together?” she gasped.

“Yeah. I mean, we didn’t do anything to each other and we tried to avoid looking at each other directly, but, yeah, after a while we started jerking off in the showers after each game and often after practices. I lost count of the number of times I watched Oliver shoot his load over the shower wall.”

“Bloody hell,” she gasped, seriously turned on by the image.

“Because we didn’t have any outside stimulus, like a porn mag to look at or anything, we relied on our imaginations to get ourselves worked up. We often talked about girls we liked and what we would like to do with them.”

“I don’t suppose I got a mention?”

“Err, sorry. I didn’t really know you back then and I was kind of crushing on Cho Chang. I only really started fancying you after Oliver left.”

“Cho Chang,” Ginny snorted in disgust. “A paid-up member of the itty bitty titty committee. What did you see in that cow?”

“I wonder myself, sometimes,” he admitted.

“Anyway, I guess what you’re saying is that you and Oliver are both basically used to seeing each other with hard-ons and watching the other shoot spunk all over the place. This is why you thought of him for your proposed little threesome?”

“Yeah, that and we kind of made a pact on the day he left school. Oliver took me to one side and suggested that if we ever got the chance in the future we should do a girl together. At the time, I thought he was sort of joking but over time the idea sort of got stuck in my head and I got more and more turned on by the idea.”

“You know half the wizarding world are convinced that you and Ron both did Hermione together, don’t you?”

“Hermione?” he gasped in horror. “That would be like doing my own sister! I guess she’s quite pretty when she makes an effort, but I don’t find her in the least bit sexy. I have no desire to see your brother’s sausage in action, either.”

“Thank God for that,” she giggled, “but was Oliver serious about his suggestion? Perhaps he was only joking.”

“Umm, no, he wasn’t. I do see him occasionally and, in fact, I saw him a couple of weeks ago. He was moaning about how the Harpies beat Puddlemere, actually. While we were talking, I reminded him about that comment he made and asked him if he still wanted to do something like that. He said yes immediately.”

“Was my name mentioned?” she asked warily.

“No, I didn’t mention you. I just said that if the opportunity ever presented itself I’d let him know. I had no idea how you would take the idea and if you said no I would have dropped it immediately.”

“Okay,” she said approvingly. “Actually, I do have to say, the idea of you and him wanking off in the showers is a bit of a turn-on. We did always say that we’d do our best to make each other’s fantasies come true, didn’t we? I guess that if this is what you really want, I’ll give it a go.”

“Great!” Harry exclaimed, his excitement plain. “I’ll contact Oliver and arrange something.”

“Alright,” she agreed, secretly thrilled with the idea.

“Cool. Err, Ginny? I know we’ve only just done it, but do you fancy another shag?”

She looked down at Harry’s cock, which was rock hard. Clearly, the idea of doing her with another bloke had really excited him. She grinned as she wrapped her hand around his straining shaft.

“When have I ever turned you down?” she asked, bending down to take the head of his dick into her mouth…

It took over a fortnight for their diaries to line up but the day of the proposed threesome eventually happened.

Ginny found herself sitting in the kitchen at Grimmauld Place sipping a cup of tea. On the other side of the table sat Harry and Oliver, also clutching mugs. Despite her history as a secret porn star, Ginny realised that she was very nervous. The two boys appeared to be in a similar state.

“So, Oliver, Harry was telling me about what you two used to get up to in the showers after training,” she announced in an effort to break the awkward silence.

“Oh, he did, did he?” Oliver noted, shooting him a dark look.

“He, he. I did have to explain to Ginny where I got the idea for this from, didn’t I?” Harry pointed out. “Besides, I know from experience how much Ginny likes to watch blokes wanking. I figured that if I described what we used to do it would get her in the mood.”

“Really?” Oliver asked looking archly at Ginny.

“Yeah, it is a bit of a fetish of mine. I admit I’ve forced Harry to strip off and knock one out for me a few times.”

“Ha! Happy to perform for your girlfriend are you, Harry? Mind you, I think if Ginny ordered me to do something similar I probably would,” Oliver chuckled. “It’s funny, Ginny, when I heard that you and Harry had got together I was really surprised. I still imagined you like Fred and George’s titchy little sister who was in Slytherin, always stomping around glaring at people. It was only when we played together last month that I realised you’d grown up into an incredibly sexy woman. Harry’s really lucky.”

“I am,” Harry agreed.

“Well, I think I’m lucky, too,” she responded. “We have a wonderful relationship, not to mention a pretty incredible sex life. It’s only because we have such a strong bond that I agreed to this little experimentation.”

“Oh, I get that this is just a one-off kind of thing,” Oliver stated quickly. “We’re just acting out a fantasy, right?”

“Right,” Harry agreed. “This is just a bit of fun.”

“Absolutely. Well, if you two have finished your tea, don’t you think we ought to get on with it before one of us gets cold feet and backs out?” Ginny suggested.

“Yeah, let’s go upstairs.”

The three of them stood and shuffled out of the kitchen. Harry and Ginny had already agreed that they would use one of the spare rooms for their tryst rather than the bed they shared each night.

As they headed up the stairs, Ginny started to feel a familiar feeling of butterflies in her stomach. It was a sensation she knew well from her days working in porn and it generally worked out that her most enjoyable experiences were preceded by a bought of nerves. Hopefully, this was a good sign.

They reached the spare room and entered. By now, all three of them had been infected by nerves and for a moment they shuffled around uneasily. This sudden bashfulness on the boys’ part was rather spoilt by the fact that Ginny could clearly see the bulges in the front of their trousers. They were as excited by the idea of this as she was.

“So, Ginny,” Harry began hesitantly. “How about you do one of those sexy stripteases that you do for me? You’re so amazing when you do that.”

“Oh, so I have to put on a show for you boys, do I?” she challenged.

“It’s just… God, you’re just so bloody sexy when you do that, Ginny. I just get so turned on by it and I know Oliver will, too.”

Ginny nodded. In truth, she really didn’t mind the idea, at all. She’d long ago realised that she was a complete exhibitionist. She’d only been involved in the world of porn for a week when she’d happy stripped off in front of several hundred men in a club. Not to mention, during every film shoot she’d ever done she’d come to love the idea that everyone was watching her.

“Well, okay, but if I’m going to perform for you, you’ll have to do something for me,” she countered.

“Like what?” Harry asked.

“I must admit I kind of got turned on by the stories of your little wanking sessions together after Quidditch. It really fired up my imagination,” she explained. “I rather think that I’d like you two to recreate that experience for me.”

“Just what have you been telling her?” Oliver demanded of his friend, although without anger.

“It’s okay,” he assured him. “This is one of Ginny’s biggest turn-ons. She loves watching men wank. She makes me do it in front of her all the time. Besides, if she strips for us you’ll be dying to start knocking one out.”

“Hmm, I must admit I’d love to see her do a slow, sexy strip,” Oliver admitted. “I guess it would only be fair to give her a bit of a show if she does that for us.”

“There you go, Gin. You strip for us, we’ll wank for you. Fair enough?”

“I wish I’d known you wanted me to do this earlier. I’m hardly dressed for a big performance and I haven’t got any music arranged,” she pointed out.

“That’s alright. You’ll be fantastic just as you are,” Harry assured her.

“What did she do for you before?” Oliver asked curiously.

“Oh, she dressed up as a French Maid and stripped while dancing to some Muggle electronic music. It was bloody amazing.”

“Damn, I wish I could get to see that!”

“Well, tough,” Ginny told him. “You’ll have to make do with me in jeans and a t-shirt. That a problem?!

“Shit, no!”

“Good, well, if you two boys sit down and get comfortable. The show is about to begin.”

Harry and Oliver hurriedly seated themselves on a small couch that was situated on the other side of the room from the bed. This gave Ginny some space to work. The first thing she did was to take her hair out of the ponytail it was in and fluff it up, giving her a wild, untamed look. The two men just grinned stupidly in anticipation.

With no music to work with, Ginny set an imaginary beat in her mind and began to sway her hips in time to it. She then danced forwards, her shoulders shaking and her head swaying. She then spun on the spot several times before coming to a stop facing away from her small audience. This meant she could now wiggle her arse at them, much to their delight judging by their gasps.

Ginny had always loved to dance and, thanks to her brief career as a stripper, she’d discovered that she loved removing her clothing while she did it. She’d learned to crave the reaction she could elicit from her audience as she shed each garment, exposing more and more flesh and driving those watching crazy with lust. Harry and Oliver were no different, and as she danced about she could see their eyes were glued to every move. Of course, the rather obvious lumps in the front of their trousers was something of a giveaway to their reaction.

She’d been performing for them for a couple of minutes when she suddenly came to a halt a couple of yards in front of them. With her hips swaying, she grinned at them.

“Ready to see some flesh, boys?” she asked.

“YES! They both practically screamed.

In a split second, she dropped to the floor and spun about on her bottom several times. She then stopped and leaned back, raising her right leg. Quick as a shot, she pulled off her sock and threw it at them. They both groaned with disappointment as she laughed at their reaction. She pulled off the left sock, too, before throwing it and managing to get it to land on Oliver’s head. Clambering to her feet, she carried on dancing, smirking at their obvious frustration.

Deciding she’d teased them enough, she again stopped in front of them and grasped the hem of her t-shirt. This immediately caught their attention and they both leaned forward slightly, anticipating her next move.

With agonising slowness, Ginny began to pull the fabric of the t-shirt higher and higher, revealing the creamy flesh of her flat stomach. She continued to lift the garment until it was just below the bottom of her breasts.

“Wanna see more?” she demanded.

“You know we do,” Harry snarled, practically growling with desire.

Smirking, Ginny gave them what they wanted, lifting the t-shirt until she revealed her bra-clad boobs. Although she hadn’t dressed-up today, figuring she’d wouldn’t be spending much time actually clothed, she had worn pretty sexy underwear. Her bra and knickers were a royal blue colour with black trim. Ginny was quite proud of her tits and the bra displayed the round curves of her bust perfectly. Even Harry, who had seen her naked more times then she could remember, licked his lips at the sight of her.

Letting them drink in the sight of her for a moment, Ginny then pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it away casually. Leaning forward, she pressed her tits together as she threatened to spill out of her garment.

“You lucky bastard, Harry,” Oliver muttered, his eyes wide.

“Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet,” Harry replied, rather blatantly rubbing the distended front of his trousers.

Ginny laughed, before spinning around and dancing away. She’d decided she wasn’t going to drag this out as she would if it had been a professional gig, mainly as she was horny as hell and knew there were a pair of eager cocks waiting to be unleashed. She, therefore, stopped with her back towards them and began to unbutton her jeans. Yanking the zip down, she slowly bent forward and began to pull the garment down over her arse. Once her bottom was fully exposed, she looked back over her shoulder.

“Like what you see?”

“Oh, fuck, your arse, Ginny! You are so fucking sexy!” Oliver exclaimed.

Ginny nodded and pulled her jeans all the way down before kicking them away. She turned and walked back towards the two boys, her hips swinging provocatively. When she was just a couple of feet away from them, she cradled her boobs in her hands and squeezed them.

“Mmm, I’m so fucking horny right now,” she purred.

Neither of the men said anything but they were both now openly fondling themselves. Thinking that looked like fun, she reached down and began to rub herself between her legs with her right hand. The material of her panties was already damp

The three of them continued to caress their own genitals through their clothing for a minute before Ginny decided to move things along. She reached up and pulled down the left cup of her bra, allowing her nipple to spring out. It was already hard and stiff.

“Fuck,” both boys gasped.

Massively turned-on by their reaction, she quickly yanked the right cup down and proceeded to rub her shaking fingers of the exposed nubs, tweaking her nipples until they stood fully erect. Desperate for more interaction, she reached behind her and virtually ripped the bra off her body, letting her breasts swing free.

Her knickers were suddenly a terrible encumbrance to her. She hooked her thumbs into either side and began to slowly push them down. She paused as her red pubic hair became exposed, before wrenching them down and throwing them away. Ginny stood before them defiantly, as naked as the day she was born.

“Well, boys, I think it’s time I got to see what I want to see,” she purred. “I want to see you two stroking your lovely cocks for my entertainment. Go on, get your dicks out for me!”

The two young men exchanged a look and rose to their feet. Harry was first to act, slowly and deliberately unzipping his flies. Oliver followed suit and a second later both of them dropped their trousers.

“Everything,” Ginny urged. “I want you both stark naked and playing with your cocks.”

Harry nodded and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Oliver was wearing a shirt which had to be unbuttoned, but soon both of them were standing in just their underwear. Ginny had always envisaged that Oliver was the taller, bigger man simply, she supposed because he was older but in truth, they were roughly of the same height and build. Neither of them was particularly bulky, having a lean, athletic build which Ginny favoured. Muscle-bound idiots had never been her thing. Of course, the real comparison had yet to come.

“Cocks out, boys,” she ordered.

With grins on their faces, Harry and Oliver pulled their underpants down, letting their erections spring free. Ginny noted they both appeared to be about the same length, although Oliver’s dick may have been slightly thicker than her boyfriends, but there really wasn’t much in it. Either way, the sight of the two straining cocks made her legs tremble with desire. She wanted nothing more than to suck both of them before letting the boys fuck her blind.

“Well? I’m not seeing what I want to see,” she scolded them both.

The two of them again shared a quick look before they both reached down and wrapped their right hands around their respective dicks. Slowly, the two men began to wank, their eyes never leaving Ginny’s naked body for a moment.

“Oh, yeah,” she purred. “That’s it. Mmm, what a lovely pair of cocks. Are you both really hard for me?”

“Damn right,” Harry growled lustily. “In a second, we’re both going to fuck six bells out of you, Ginny. You ready to take some cock?”

“I’m always ready for that. Still, let’s not rush this, eh? I’m enjoying watching you two boys stroking those big, hard dicks. Why don’t you both sit back down and show me just how big and hard they can get.”

Nodding in subservience, the two men sat back down on the sofa with a respectable distance between the two of them. Harry immediately began to lengthen his stroke as his hand continued to massage his erection. Oliver copied his actions and Ginny found herself actually panting at the sight of the two of them masturbating for her pleasure. It occurred to her that Harry and Oliver had both featured heavily in many witches’ magazines ‘most eligible’ lists. She was getting a view that most woman in the wizarding world would kill for.

“I think it’s time to get a bit more hands-on and personal,” Ginny announced, trying to keep her voice from trembling too much. “Scoot over so your legs are pressed together.”

Oliver looked a little reluctant but Harry instantly complied, probably as he had an inkling of what she intended to do. As soon as they were in position, she stalked forward with her hips swinging until she was right in front of them. With a hungry grin on her face, she sank to her knees and pressed up again their legs, before reaching out and taking a cock in either hand.

“Oh, bloody hell!” Oliver gasped.

“Mmm, you know, these dicks look good enough to eat. But which one should I taste first?” Ginny pondered. “Hmm, I think I’ll start with the one I know best.”

She leaned over until her lips were nearly touching the head of Harry’s swollen cock. She then languidly ran her tongue up the length of his shaft before she began to lick his engorged glands. Lovingly, she covered every tiny bit of his helmet in her gleaming saliva before she opened her mouth and accepted his cock into it. Happily, she began to suck, completely turned on by the sensation of having her lover’s hard dick in her mouth.

After sucking Harry for a minute or two, she leaned back and looked at Oliver who’s eyes were wide and looked like he was about to have a heart attack.

“Ready for your turn?”

“Please,” he begged, almost looking like he would cry if she turned him down.

Shifting herself slightly, she examined Oliver’s unfamiliar penis closely. It wasn’t much different from Harry’s or any of the other cocks she’d handled in her porn career. True, she’s occasionally had the pleasure of working with some monster-dicked men, but the one she held now seemed more than adequate. Eager to taste Oliver’s equipment, she ran her long tongue up and down his hard shaft several times.

“Oh, God,” Oliver whimpered.

Just as she had done with Harry, she licked the entire length of his dick before she accepted him fully into her mouth. She could taste his pre-cum, something that always excited her, as she sucked him.

Feeling her fellow Quidditch player trembling, she switched over again and started to suck Harry’s willing cock again. This time, she worked her way downwards and sucked one of his balls, too. He moaned loudly in ecstasy, squirming in his seat as she pleasured him.

“You keep doing that and you’re going to get a big, creamy mouthful sooner than you expect,” Harry laughed.

“Yummy,” she giggled but nevertheless turned her attention to Oliver again, giving his balls a good sucking, too.

She continued her good work for a few minutes more, revelling in having two beautiful cocks to play with when she heard Harry mutter.

“You know, Oliver, I think it’s high time we carried Ginny over to that bed over there and started fucking her.”

“That’s a bloody good idea, mate,” Oliver agreed.

Both boys stood up abruptly and Ginny soon found herself whisked off her feet and carried by the two of them towards the bed. She wrapped her arms around their shoulders and giggled in nervous anticipation of what was about to come.

They threw her on the bed and she bounced a couple of times before the boys pounced on her. They pinned her to the bed and immediately began to attack her with their mouths.

Ginny found her head being tilted one way than another so Harry and Oliver could alternatively French kiss her. Their hands roamed over her body, never lingering but occasionally squeezing or rubbing her in sensitive places. It was a strangely intimate experience and far removed from anything she had experienced in her porn days.

As if connected by telepathy, the two men shifted down the bed as one, their hungry mouths seeking her stiff nipples which they sucked and licked eagerly. Ginny felt like she was in heaven, with the two of them worshiping her body with their tongues. A moment later she let out a loud moan as fingers, probably Harry’s penetrated her soaking wet pussy. They were rapidly followed by a second set as the boys both finger-fucker her, knuckle to knuckle. It didn’t take long for her first orgasm of the day to hit her, making her back arch as she physically shook from the intensity of it.

No sooner had her breathing returned to normal and her body stopped shaking than the boys moved again, this time scooting down the bed until they were almost level with her dripping cunt. They forced her legs wide apart as they examined her most private part.

“Have you ever seen a pussy like that?” Harry asked his friend, spreading the lips of her vagina open with his fingers.

“That’s bloody amazing,” Oliver agreed.

“It tastes as good as it looks, too. Try it,” Harry insisted.

Not needing any more encouragement, Oliver inched forward and began to lick her pussy. While he wasn’t as accomplished at the task as Harry was, it still felt absolutely incredible. The sight of Harry grinning at his friend as he violated her with his tongue also nearly blew Ginny’s mind. She reached down and ran her hand through Oliver’s short hair, urging him on as he began to suck on her clit.

“Mmm, oh God, that feels great,” she moaned.

“My turn,” Harry announced, and the boys switched places, with Oliver hungrily running his hands over her lower body as he watched Harry licking Ginny dripping cunt. He had little patience, however, and soon elected to crawl up the bed and start playing with her tits again. If they continued this, Ginny realised, she was going to cum a second time very shortly. Harry had other ideas, though. He raised his head and looked up at Oliver.

“Mate, I think it’s time we started fucking her, don’t you?”

“Oh, hell, yes! But who’s going first?”

“Well, I think it’s only polite that guests go first, eh?” he replied, shifting out of the way.

As Oliver eagerly assumed a position between her legs, Ginny wondered if she shouldn’t be offended that her boyfriend was so casually inviting another man to fuck her. Such thoughts vanished in an instant as she felt the head of Oliver’s cock pressed against her entrance. She gasped as he pushed himself deep into her, his hard shaft sliding into her grateful pussy with ease.

“Oh, fuck!” Oliver moaned.

“Isn’t her pussy amazing?” Harry asked, grinning like a naughty schoolboy. “Go on, mate, really fuck her!”

As Wood began to thrust himself into her harder, Ginny squirmed on the bed, rejoicing in the sensation of having a new cock fucking her. Prior to today, she’d tried to remember how many men she’d actually done. Unfortunately, at the height of her porn career, she’d been fucking two or three different guys a week, and sometimes she’d done some guys multiple times so her count was all mixed up. The count was somewhere between thirty and fifty, although the exact number eluded her. Oliver had just added to that.

She happened to glance at Harry as Oliver continued to shaft her and saw him watching with a strange intensity. He seemed to be genuinely getting off on watching her getting done by another man if the way he was stroking his cock was anything to go by. Perhaps sensing her watching him, he looked around and grinned.

“You know, I’m missing out here,” he announced and shifted up the bed. He positioned himself so his dick was inched from her mouth. Automatically, she opened her lips and accepted his throbbing tool into her mouth.

She lay there, a cock in her pussy and her mouth, loving every moment of it. Although sex with Harry alone was great, there was just something about taking multiple dicks that just did it for her. Perhaps she was just a horny slut, but she really didn’t care. Besides, if Harry was happy then she was happy, and it seemed like at that moment he was VERY happy.

“Harry… let’s swop over,” Oliver announced in a strained voice. Ginny noticed he was rather red in the face.

Smoothly, the boys change positions, although Harry pulled Ginny over and onto her knees. He then started to fuck her doggy-style while Oliver got himself in a suitable position to allow her to start sucking his dick. She instantly recognised the taste of her own pussy juices as she took him into her mouth, something that always turned her on. The boys then began to happily spit-roast her, much to her delight.

Four more times the boys swapped over, taking turns in fucking her in every position they could think of. As soon as one of them came close to shooting their loads, they swapped allowing the other a moment of respite. As she blew them, Ginny made sure not to suck them too hard. She was enjoying being fucked in this manner too bloody much for it to end prematurely, even if Harry and Oliver seem to be trying to set some sort of record for continually shagging a girl. As soon as one throbbing dick was pulled from her battered cunt, the other was thrust in to replace it. Fucking unbelievable.

They must have been going at it for at least half-an-hour when Harry, short of breath, called a temporary halt.

“Let’s take a breather for just a second,” he insisted. “Umm, Ginny? Would you be willing to try something new?”

“New?” she asked, as she reclined on the bed, her body glowing and her pussy tingling.

“Yeah, me and Oliver had an idea that we wanted to try.”

“Oh?” she inquired, after suspecting what her lover was going to request and amused that the two boys had clearly discussed in some detail beforehand what they wanted to do to her.

“We wanted to try double penetration,” Harry announced, confirming her thoughts. Was there a bloke alive that didn’t want to stick his cock up her bum?

“Well, I don’t know…” she began, trying to sound suitably reluctant.

“We found this amazing lubricant,” Oliver blurted, leaping off the bed and ruffling through the pockets in his discarded jeans. He returned a second later clutching a small tube. “There’s this little place I know in Knockturn Alley that sells, umm, well, sex aids and such like. I’ve used this stuff before and it’s really good.”

“Oh, have you taken it up the arse, Oliver? Harry, I had no idea that your relationship with him was so close.”

“No!” Oliver protested. “I mean, I’ve done anal with a girl using this stuff. She’s never done it before in her life but it didn’t hurt her one bit. This gel really is magical.”

“Really? Well, okay. I guess I can try,” Ginny confirmed, slightly worried that she was giving in too easily. The truth was, she’d loved being fucked in both her holes previously and couldn’t wait for it to happen again. The mysterious lube intrigued her, too.

“Great! Stick your arse in the air, Gin, and I’ll apply this,” Oliver instructed her.

Doing as she was told, Ginny flipped herself over and stuck her bum in the air. She felt both Oliver and Harry’s hands on her arse and they both seemed eager to help lubricate her arsehole. A second later, something cold and slimy entered her rectum.

“Oh! That tingles,” she exclaimed.

“Give it a second,” Oliver assured her. “It just takes a moment to take effect then I promise you, you’ll love taking a cock up your arse.”

Ginny found herself blinking as the strange sensation seemed to creep deeper into her back passage. It wasn’t unpleasant by any means, just… odd.

“Sorry, Oliver, I’m pulling rank on this one,” Harry suddenly announced. “Ginny’s arse is mine.”

“Hmm, so I have to fuck her pussy, eh? Ah well, I guess I can live with that,” Oliver agreed, sounding amused.

Oliver laid on his back next to her with his hand wrapped around his straining cock. Suddenly feeling very excited, Ginny swung her leg over him and lined herself up over him. Groaning, she sunk down and accepted his dick into her still-wet pussy. Almost automatically, she started to thrust down with her hips until a hand on her back stayed her.

“Hold on a second, Ginny,” instructed her, pushing her down a little.

With nervous anticipation, Ginny felt the head of Harry’s cock press up against her rectum. She’d always been a bit surprised that he’d never asked her to do anal with him and just assumed it wasn’t something he was into. That idea was dismissed as he applied pressure and, abruptly, his dick slid into her arse.

“Oh, fuck!” she bellowed.

“You okay?” Harry asked in concern.

“Fuck, yes!” she nearly screamed. “Shove it in deeper, you bastard. Shove your cock right up my arse!”

With a grunt, Harry did just as he was told, nearly causing Ginny to lose her mind. How could anything feel that good?

“Now, fuck me!” she screamed. “Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!”

With an almost practiced synchronicity, the two men began to thrust their cocks into her. They worked like a set of well-oiled pistons, with Harry ramming himself deep into her arse just as Oliver pulled himself out of her cunt. Even when she’d had professional porn stars double penetrating her, it hadn’t felt this great. Perhaps the magical lube that Oliver had provided had something to do with it, but this was the best she’d ever had. The second orgasm that had frustratingly alluded her while the boys were taking turns in fucking her arrived with the speed and fury of an express train. She screamed in joy as juices began to gush uncontrollably from her pussy.

“Oh, fucking hell!” Oliver shouted. “This is amazing!”

“Don’t stop!” Ginny begged with tears running down her cheeks.

Fortunately, neither Harry nor Oliver showed any indication of slowing. They continued to pummel her with their dicks. She could feel Harry’s hands trembling with desire as he gripped her waist while Oliver desperately fondled her tits like he was holding on for dear life. She came a third time and then a fourth. Dimly, she started to wonder if it was possible to die from pleasure.

“You… nearly… there?” she heard Harry mutter through gritted teeth.

“Yeah, I… oh, God, yes,” Oliver moaned back.

Without warning, both boys pulled out of her and Ginny was thrown onto her back. Before she comprehended what was happening, Harry and Oliver had both taken up positions either side of her head and each of them began to wank furiously.

It took her addled mind a moment to understand what they were doing but when she did, she grinned. Lustfully, she began to run her hand over their thighs and drank in the sight of them both of them yanking their red, swollen cocks for all they were worth.

“Oh, yes! That’s it, boys, give me everything you’ve got,” she urged.

Oliver came a fraction of a second before Harry did, but there was little in it. Ginny suddenly found herself on the receiving end of a spunk shower, with great globs of creamy cum coating her face and hair. Her lovers moaned pathetically as they emptied themselves over her… and she bloody loved it. As soon as the semen tsunami had stopped, she wiped some of the jizz off her face and opened her eyes.

Harry and Oliver continued to kneel over her, red-faced and panting heavily. With trembling hands, Ginny reached up and grabbed both of their cocks and proceeded to massage a last few drops of cum out of them. Only when they were both limp did she let go, allowing the exhausted men to drop onto the bed either side of her.

“Well?” she demanded. “Did that live up to your mucky little fantasies?”

“That was about a million times better than I dreamed it would be!” Harry exclaimed.

“Yeah, you were incredible, Ginny. Harry is one lucky bastard to have you,” Oliver added.

“What about you?” Harry asked. “How was that for you?”

Ginny giggled. “Okay, I have to admit, that was pretty amazing.”

“So, I know we said that this would be a one-off, but would you be tempted to do it again?” he pressed.

She pretended to think about it for a moment. “Hmm, I guess I might be persuaded. You know, if you two are really nice to me.”

“Sweet,” Oliver exclaimed.

With that, Ginny wiggled out from between the two men and hopped off the bed, much to their distress.

“Where are you going?” Harry asked.

“Well, as some naughty boys just shot a load of spunk into my hair, I’m going for a shower before it dries. See you later.”

Swinging her hips in a provocative manner, Ginny headed to the ensuite bathroom and closed the door behind her. The boys watched her go.

“Bloody hell, Harry, that was amazing. You were right, Ginny is a right little nympho,” Oliver noted quietly.

“Yeah, that beats the shit out of the time we did Katie together, right?”

“Oh, this was way better,” Oliver agreed.

As Ginny started the shower, she couldn’t help but smile to herself. She’d finally admitted to herself that she was a complete pervert that loved pushing her sexual boundaries. Hell, would she have ever agreed to do porn if she wasn’t? Today was special, however, as it proved that the man she loved was as dirty-minded as she was. It was a great relief to her.

Ginny purred as the hot water hit her. She probably should have gone and used the main bathroom, but the ensuite was just as well equipped and a bottle of her favourite shampoo was at hand. From experience, she knew that letting cum dry in her hair was a very bad idea. Just how many witches knew that wonderful piece of information, she wondered.

She took her time washing, enjoying the sensation of the warm water on her skin. Harry and Oliver, she decided, had no doubt already got dressed and were probably cracking open a bottle of Firewhiskey. Some people liked to smoke after sex but Harry definitely preferred a tipple after he got laid. It was something she most assuredly approved of.

After she finished washing, Ginny become conscious that she’d left her clothes in the bedroom. Wrapping a towel around herself, she left the bathroom intending to get dressed. Instead, she got a shock.

Laying on the bed exactly where she’d left them was Harry and Oliver. Both were still naked and both of them were gently stroking their erect cocks.

“Ginny…” Harry wailed like a spoilt child.

“…We’re still horny!” Oliver finished.

Ginny walked over to the bed and stood before the two of them. She folded her arms in front of her and shook her head.

“What am I going to do with the two of you?” she demanded in a disapproving voice.

Her frown lasted all of two seconds before she broke into a grin and, with one quick tug, she pulled the towel from her body and leapt onto the bed between the two boys. Harry and Oliver both cried out in joy, before reaching for her…

Ginny let out a weary sigh, thinking that she’d never been so tired in her life. Even when she’d been doing porn and had been gangbanged by five blokes, she’d never been this utterly knackered after sex. Clearly, both Harry and Oliver were in the same state as they lay, either side of her, their sweaty bodies flush and unmoving.

“Fuck, that nearly killed me,” Oliver moaned.

“Yeah, I think you nearly finished us off, Gin,” Harry gasped.

“Me? It was you two that wanted to go a second round,” she pointed out.

It had been pretty bloody sensational, though. The boys had been even more energetic the second time around than they had been the first. They’d worked like a well-drilled team, seemingly intent on fucking her in every position known to man. She lost track of the number of times she came, as she descended into a gloriously filthy celebration the dirtiest sex imaginable. A second hadn’t gone by when she hadn’t had a cock in her somewhere and she’d fucking loved it.

This time, Oliver had taken the honour of fucking her up the arse as the boys double penetrated her again. Being done like that really was becoming her favourite thing in the world. Rather than risking them spunking in her hair again she insisted on sucking them both off, though. Neither had complained as they took turns in shooting great globs of cum into her willing mouth, however.

“What’s the time?” Oliver asked suddenly.

“Umm, a little after six,” Harry replied, twisting to look at a bedside clock.

“Shit! I was meant to have met up with Katie by now! She’ll kill me.”

“Katie? Katie Bell?” Ginny repeated. “I thought you’d split up with her.”

“Oh, no, not really,” Oliver confessed. “I know we’ve been going through a rough patch, but we’re still together.

As Oliver jumped off the bed and hurriedly began to dress, Ginny pondered that she’d just fucked another girl’s boyfriend, something she didn’t feel too good about. She liked Katie, even if she didn’t know her very well.

“That was great,” Oliver announced as soon as he’d finished dressing. He leaned over the bed and kissed Ginny, before shaking Harry’s hand. “No need to see me out. I’ll talk to you soon, Harry.”

He vanished through the door without a backward glance.

“You didn’t tell me Oliver was still seeing someone,” Ginny pointed out to her boyfriend accusingly.

“Oh, well, despite what Oliver says, I’m not sure they are. All they ever do is argue and I don’t mean like Hermione and your brother row. I mean really nastily. This is part of the reason I suggested this threesome. Katie cut Oliver off ages ago and I knew he was getting sexually frustrated. By relieving some of that tension you might have actually helped.”

“Hmm, if you say so. I’m not doing anything like this again while he’s still seeing her, though.”

“Okay. Sorry, I didn’t mention it but I really thought you knew.”

“No, I didn’t,” she confirmed. “Bugger, that’s spoilt this, a bit. I really did enjoy myself but now I feel a bit guilty.”

“Do you? Oh, damn. I’m sorry. Shit, that kind of shoots down a suggestion I was going to make.”

“What? Come on, Harry, I’m not that upset, I just would have liked to have been informed about Katie beforehand.”

“Oh, well, actually I really enjoyed this, too, but it did get me thinking, what it would be like if we invited a girl to join us rather than a bloke.”

“I knew it! There’s not a bloke alive who does want to fuck two girls at once!” Ginny exclaimed. “Well, I guess I could consider it. I mean, I got to play with two cocks so I guess it’s fair if you get to enjoy two pussies. It would have to be the right girl, though, and she better not be in a relationship.”

“Don’t worry,” Harry told her, smiling mysteriously. “I know exactly the right person.”
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The Further Adventures of Ginny Weasley