The Potter-Weasley Arrangement

NOTE: This is an updated version of the story I've kept private until now. Enjoy!

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In his personal suite lit only by candlelight, Harry lay down on his bed. He didn’t need the Elder Wand, not when the wand he was granted at birth was sticking right on up. No small wonder for that, not with the two ladies in his presence. His good friend Hermione Granger and the always captivating Fleur Delacour.

And they were looking gorgeous. They were only wearing white sleeveless transparent nightgowns that let anyone lucky enough to see them to gaze upon their naked bodies underneath. Fleur Delacour with her unique quarter Veela heritage was already a stunner that could capture any man’s attention, but coupled that with her human descent, her human beauty coupled with her shimmering silvery blonde hair and the supernatural allure in her eyes and lips made her look exotic and foreign even compared to her mother and grandmother, like she was a legendary nymph come from her otherworldly haven to visit such mere mortals. Hermione Granger was looking fine too, bearing nothing of the other girl’s ethereal beauty, but those ordinary girl next door looks, long brown hair and cute dimples, to have a girl like this want you and appear to you now, you’d feel like you had just accomplished every childhood dream you could have ever wanted and now here she was offering herself to him. A true hero’s reward.

 They were the seeds of the future. Once mere learners, they had all come forth and emerged as heroes. History would never forget them. But for Harry, there were other seeds he was looking to sow.

 “’Arry...” Fleur seductively cooed at him. She was still a bit behind on learning English but her thick French accent and her natural good looks, he already found himself falling under her spell. “I never did properly thank you for saving my sister. And now you went and saved us all…!” She stepped forward and leaned forward to look at him. “I never knew how to say zis but you are my hero.”

 “Yes he is quite the hero isn’t he?” said Hermione. “I always had a bit of a crush on you since when we first met. But I never thought you would come this far…” 

 “What would you like to do first ‘Arry?”

 “Me,” Hermione said, stepping forth. She looked at the other girl and smiled wryly. “I’ve known him longest so I get to have first dibs on him. And I’ve grown up so much, haven’t I?” She looked right at Harry and moved her hands under her chest. Nowhere near as big as Fleur’s, but she was so far from the little girl she used to be. And the way she was looking at him, Harry was looking to go beyond them being just friends.

 “You’ve waited too long,” said Harry. He beckoned her with his finger. “Come on Hermione.”

 Her practiced confidence gave way to a little girl’s joy. She ran on over to him, and in her little gown, Harry loved the sight of her breasts jiggling and her pretty legs sprinting on over to him. Sprinting on over to his bed, she jumped right on top of him. 

 Hermione was giggling as soon as she plopped onto him. Harry’s glasses had gotten a little messed up from the impact of her landing but she showed no regard for that. Very aggressive, she started making out with him from the beginning. With this cute girl on top of him half naked, he didn’t object one bit.

 She looked up at him and said, “I’ve wanted this for so long…” in a breathy sigh. They locked eyes for an instant, he seeing her as not his cute little friend but a feisty vixen in need of satisfaction and she not seeing the awkward boy on his first day but every girl’s dream guy before she promptly went back to snogging with him. Harry only returned her affections, slipping his tongue in her mouth, wanting it as much as she did. Cupping her bare ass and feeling her back through the thin and transparent gown, he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

 While they were getting into it, Harry felt his undershorts being pulled down. His penis sprang on right out, he was already getting stiff after just getting a glimpse of Hermione and Fleur in their racy nightwear, and it had only gotten worse once he got his first taste of his dear friend now all grown up. But all that was nothing compared to what he was feeling now. A hot and wet mouth had taken his penis into their mouth and was devouring his member. 

 Harry had to take his face away from Hermione’s just to gasp. She giggled seeing him in this moment of weakness and kissed all up his neck, onto his face. Holding onto him, she teased him with her nails.

 His face looked so weak. “Which do you like more?” she said, giggling to herself. “My mouth or hers?” she said.

 Just as she said that, that mouth left his dick. He felt like a man deprived of water, it was all he could think about. Desperate for more, he pulled Hermione close and kissed her deeper, feeling all over her body.

 As much as she was enjoying it, she was wanting far more. Breaking their kiss, she crinkled her brow at him and wagged her finger at him like he was a naughty little boy who needed to learn some restraint. Moving herself upright over top of him, Hermione grabbed the base of shaft and stroked it, he was now fully hard all over. That close, the heat of his organ was making her wet deep down inside.

 Moving herself on top of it, she slowly slid it into her vagina. With how hot and thick his organ was, she found it difficult to move that thing inside of her, even as wet as she had become. Their genitals touching each other, she had to move her slit around on top of it just to begin to fit him inside of her. The way she was only getting started on getting him inside of her, she couldn’t believe that she would be fucking so much more of him.

 As soon as Hermione began to fully fit the cockhead inside of her, Harry put his hands on her thighs. Caressed them, massaged them, his hands stroking her bare skin touched someplace tender inside of her and she looked at him. The way he was touching her and the cool look on his face, even as she was trying to properly get herself down on his dick, she turned away and blushed. 

 Enough for her to finally move herself down onto the rest of his shaft. Hermione breathed in hard, it was her first time having a dick inside of her for the first time. His massive length was sitting at the end of her cunt and his member split her walls apart to levels she didn’t know were possible. It was such an intense moment that she barely felt her hymen rupture on top of him. 

 Harry was still feeling up her legs. His gentle touches were a stark contrast to the giant thing sitting inside of her, and she looked at him again. Casually feeling her up, her thighs were so soft and smooth, just the kind of legs a guy liked, but that was nothing compared to the tight and wet walls eating up his penis. The whole time he was looking right into her eyes, but he didn’t have that cool collected look on his face anymore. He looked just as messed up as she did, and then she realized that she was the first person he had ever been inside of.

 In spite of her just taking his dick in for the first time, that knowledge touched something inside of Hermione. After all her adventures, she was far tougher than when she had first arrived at Hogwarts. It was her first time taking a dick but she wasn’t let herself going to be beaten back by something like this.

 Looking at him, she slowly rocked back and forth with him. Hermione moved awkwardly, she moved like a virgin alright and despite her taking initiative, she was making low tiny moans, sounding nothing like the experienced woman she wanted to be. It was more than just pleasure in riding him, it was the knowledge that she was having her first time with the one and only Harry Potter. A nervous excitement fluttered in her heart.

 Harry was just getting used to her, she was that tight. That pretty mouth that licked and ate all over his organ was nothing compared to this. But his fortitude was no small thing either and soon he recovered very fast. As she was riding him, he began pumping inside of her.

 He was just as awkward as she was. But looking at her fine self on top of him, feeling her pussy tight around his dick, and seeing how awkward she was, Harry was beset by the want, the need to mess her up even more now. Holding onto her legs, he moved inside of her harder.

 Each second he went at it faster. Having just found a rhythm to it, Hermione suddenly found herself thrown off a little bit by his tempo. That big thing moving back and forth inside her at such a pace, it was stirring up inside of her vagina. At first she could only cry out even louder, it was driving her crazy. But whatever restraint she once had was gone, all her lusts were coming back on overdrive. Far from put off by Harry’s initiative, she rode him just fast as she was getting it.

 Harry couldn’t believe how things were turning out. Hermione was so tight and wet and just being inside of her was testing his limits but the way she was riding him now was driving him crazy. Her tits were jiggling as she gave it to him, and her moans became more helpless and high pitched. She sounded like she was in love.

 As they continued going at it, she looked at him again. Even as she was getting drilled so badly, there was something like a smile on her face. He didn’t smile back but he reciprocated the feeling, she just felt so good. No matter what ordeal he was facing or who he was with, Harry always harbored some attraction to Hermione. Now that he was consummating it with her for real, those feelings were burning hotter than he could have ever imagined.

 She was getting louder. He knew she wasn’t going to last much longer and the speed they were going at it, he wasn’t either. Grabbing her hips, he pushed her off him and then he was up on his knees over her. Grabbing his wet dick, he jacked it off faster and faster until he was spurting his cum all over her face. Hermione just closed her eyes, welcoming the white flood that washed over her face.

 Harry remained in that position, looking down at her. Hermione was breathing hard and took some of the semen that stained her face, looked at it closely dripping on her hands before she licked it off her fingers. The thickness and heat in it, the smell, it was all so good.

 Rising up, Hermione looked at him. Her beautiful face stained in white, she giggled to herself. As per the rules of their little arrangement, she got off him. There was another lady waiting to have her turn.

 He groaned, throwing his head back on the pillow. A hungry wild mouth ate up his penis still spurting cum. Harry had just gotten used to fucking Hermione’s sweet pussy, but he couldn’t tell if the wet tongue eating him alive right now was even more severe than that one. After blowing his load with a girl for the first time he was so sensitive, shaking up and getting hard inside his new lover right then and there. His vision was so hazy after such a crazy nut, the only thing he could really see in that darkness were the flickering flames going crazy. Lying there on the bed situated very comfortably, Harry felt like his whole body was going to melt.

 Harry gasped when his lover suddenly snapped that mouth off his cock. He heard a deep and breathy feminine wail from in front of him. A dainty hand moved it’s palm up and down his dick now very slick with wetness and even harder than before. Several soft kisses up and down the shaft before that mouth left him.

 He was lying there in the darkness, shaking. Heard girlish whispering in the distance, giggling. His ears weren’t ringing but he was straining trying to hear them. His body still wracked from everything, he felt so powerless. But for all of that, his dick was standing up harder than ever, wanting so much more.

 The room went silent. From the darkness, Fleur stepped forward. The moment he saw her, Harry woke up fast, just looking at her would capture your attention but after having had his fill of Hermione, he wanted her even more now than he ever had before. In spite of her naturally seductive aura, she looked so flustered around him. Wearing only that little white gown revealing so much of her, that silvery Veela glow cast about her in that overpowering darkness lit only by scant candlelight, she looked like an angel offered to him in sacrifice.

 Harry had just busted one hell of a nut all over Hermione and he was wanting so much more. This other girl, her natural good looks and her captivating quality that hung in the air without her even trying, her naked body, those thick thighs and her big tits visible to his eyes in the transparent veil of her robe. He was still messed up from that wicked orgasm earlier and coupled with his hot lust for her, he knew if he tried to speak that he would just sound like some broken werewolf. Not that it mattered, he knew exactly what he wanted.

 There was a more bestial aspect to Harry now. Beckoning her forth with his finger just like he had Hermione, she bashfully walked forward at her lover’s command. Licking his lips, he moved on up with a surprising burst of strength and taking her forearm he seized her, bringing her forth. Holding her by the small of her back, Harry sucked all over her tits like an animal. It was so intense for her that she had to hold onto his shoulders.

 But he had only very recently lost his innocence. He was far from eloquent in pleasing a female like the smooth ladykiller he wanted to be, the kind of man that a little bastard like Malfoy only wished he was, and he was doing it very sloppily. He was so far from touching a woman like her husband was used to doing.

 Even as her nipples were getting hard into his mouth. For all of his awkwardness, Fleur still felt a growing warmth in her cunny from the way he was devouring her chest, Harry was in a position that Draco and his smug father would have given all of their privilege to be in, even if just to watch, and Potter was enjoying it personally. But she knew he could be doing it so much better, wanted him to do it better. She patted his head and made him to look at her. The tit he had been sucking on fell out of his mouth and she smiled sweetly at him. “’Arry,” she said. “Please do it slower.”

 Fleur was only a few years older than him. But it was clear she wasn’t a helpless damsel at his power like Hermione had been. She looked like the beautiful girl you always pined for from the sidelines and could never have along with a loving mother who would never judge you. That look in her eyes had him hypnotized.

 “Al-alright,” he said, suddenly finding himself feeling very nervous and unsure of what to do. Like he hadn’t just fucked Hermione something fierce, like he hadn’t just sucked all over her tits and he didn’t have a mean meat right under her big sexy ass.

 Harry licked slowly this time on the surface of the breast he had just been inhaling. All over it as though he was were sampling a fine dish. The taste of her skin and the size of it, he could enjoy all of it. He was already stiff but having to temper his needs in this way with such a beautiful woman, he wanted to indulge in his temptations all over again.

 And yet the current tempo he was setting was making him enjoy it more than ever. He had fucked Hermione like a beast, ever since seeing her practically naked he had wanted her so bad, but having to deny himself and pay attention to his lover’s needs was making him feel like more than a beast, he felt like a man. The fire in his loins was just as potent as ever, and yet he wasn’t in the mood to satisfy himself on the spot. He could relax and enjoy himself.

 Fleur was still holding onto him, but it became so much worse. “’A-’Arry…” she whimpered. A married woman she was nothing quite as innocent as Harry or Hermione had been until recent moments. Her hand holding onto his head of hair, her fingers twisted in there, in the back of his mind he was thinking she might tear some of his hairs straight out the root and that didn’t bother him at all. Yet his gentle caresses mixed in with his raw passion were making her hold onto him tighter, as if they were genuine lovers.

 Harry could feel her body trembling. Remembering that it was his slow pace that was bringing this out of her, he did not give into his urges to ravish her hard and fast. Slowly kissing all over her breasts, he held her close. Fondling her big tush, he jiggled it around his hands and then he slapped it, driving her to squeak.

 Those nipples were so big. In tune with the new attitude he had adopted, Harry licked up one of them slowly. Fleur uttered a shrill wail, desperately trying to keep herself quiet as she did so, and failing. Pleased, Harry took it into his mouth again and slowly sucked on it with his lips while groping her other tit with his hand, massaging it, his fingers every so often brushing up on that nipple. All the while he was still fondling her ass. Her kind were known for bewitching men, but against this one, she never stood a chance.

 He took matters into his own hands. Throwing himself right back down on his bed, Fleur had barely managed to keep herself from collapsing on top of him by setting her hands out on the mattress. Lying down in this fashion, Harry had made out with Hermione like the two horny little kids they were, but he was in the mood to have something else now.

 Grabbing her hips, he made Fleur sit herself up more upright and then he moved her snatch right onto his face. Her wetness and smell were intoxicating, he couldn’t wait to find out how she tasted.

 And it was amazing. Harry closed his eyes and indulged in his appetites, it was more than satisfying his needs, it was also getting a feel of pussy on his face and on his tongue, he had just done it with Hermione and still it was all so new. But he wouldn’t lose himself either, it was his first time eating pussy, and still Harry remembered her earlier dictum said to him. He licked inside of her slow and steady just like she wanted.

 Fleur’s moans became more and more higher pitched. His mind felt fuzzy, something was going on in his head, and even so hypnotized while eating a horny pussy, Harry knew it was her naturally charming aura working it’s magic and that only made him focus on her sensitive clit. Her wails became louder but that wasn’t enough for him, he wanted to make her scream.

 Just as he started on that, he felt a wet hungry mouth take his dick inside of it. After he had his fun with Hermione, Harry had a bit of a dirty dick and that mouth devoured him with no regard for that. Licking all over him, bobbing the head, he was big and hard and still it ate him alive. That blowjob was fueling his passions to nibble on Fleur’s clit just right.

 Then the mouth left him. Wanting so much more than just eating now, Harry moved Fleur back. Her ass was sitting right on top of his penis and in that faint candlelight, they locked eyes again. Older than him by a few years, right now she looked even more precious and innocent than Hermione had been. His eyes flitted down, and then she was looking down at his organ.

 Nowhere as innocent as Hermione. Grabbing the base of his shaft, she took him inside of her on her own. Her voice became dark and full as his penis filled her up, until he was fully in there. Harry was breathless, she was so much different than Hermione. 

 He was still just taking it in when she started riding him. His lusts and her initiative were returning his awareness to him and then he was pumping right back inside of her. But he was feeling more powerful and right than ever, and he moved at that same slow pace, wanting to enjoy it as much as possible. A proud masculine energy was surging from his dick all the way up to his heart, and he was ready to enjoy it. 

 She was liking it too. Not just her deep and sensual moans, looking up at her on top of him she was moving her hips around in a circular motion, really giving it to his dick like she was a callgirl who knew what she was doing. It wasn’t just her tightness, it was the way she was moving his shaft while he was still inside of her. He thought he was becoming a man and clearly she had the upper hand on him.

 Looking at her, Harry saw just how vigorously her tits were bouncing. The way she was riding him was nothing as chaotic as Hermione had been, but her size and remembering how good those tits were in his mouth, he was becoming mesmerized by her chest. All of a sudden he felt himself ready to blow.

 Harry pushed her off just in time. His member was erupting, blowing up, shooting all over her face and her gown. This orgasm was so much better and he stood up on his knees jerking off, blasting the rest of his load all over her. Finally, he lay back and rested.

 There was a big dumb smile on his face. He couldn’t think about anything, not what he had suffered fighting against Voldemort and his lackeys, not even his victory against them. Fucking Hermione had made him feel so weak, but finally getting it on with Fleur had his heart beating like crazy and the blood pumping stronger than ever. For all that, his body felt even more transparent like it was lighter than air. Closing his eyes and breathing in contentment, this was all he ever wanted.

 He felt someone snatching up his wrists. It felt like his hands being restrained, he couldn’t tell, that’s how weak and broken he really was. Looking around him he saw his hands had indeed been tied up, he felt some alarm, this wasn’t at all part of the plan. Just as he opened his eyes, he saw his mystery captor had vanished from sight. 

 That was before someone had taken the end of his dick into her mouth and was sucking all over it. Inhaling him really, he had just gotten used to his almost ephemeral feeling of lightness in his post orgasmic euphoria, and now he was being taken again. Harry almost sucked in his breath from how sensitive his organ had become after all that fucking.

 Harry wasn’t thinking about sex anymore, he was just enjoying the ride, that tongue licking the most precious spot of his penis. That all changed when two other tongues started licking all over his genitals. One was licking the shaft, another was inhaling his balls, and then there was a third one that was sucking the end of his cockhead. Tied up, he was being eaten alive.

 It was no surprise that he was getting hard again. His penis was so sensitive after fucking two hot girls, and now three hot and wet tongues eating him alive in that state of post orgasm, his nether regions felt like they were glowing. As if his genitals had actually melted off his body.  Even if he wasn't bound up, after so much sex, Harry couldn’t move in the wake of his most recent nut and he was perfectly okay with that. But now a wild energy was returning to him. Scoring with two hotties and now getting his boy some love like it was being worshipped, he felt like a virgin all over again. Tied up he was writhing chaotically. 

 Then two of them stopped. Harry had been thrashing around, and then he looked up. He saw Hermione and Fleur looking at him, their beautiful faces as alluring as ever, but his third lover was still sucking the end of his penis. Long dark red hair, freckles and drop dead gorgeous, she looked up at him. It was Ginny Weasley. 

 She stopped sucking him and looked him square in the eyes. “That’s not nice Harry. I know I agreed to let them have their way with you to prepare you for me. But the way you were snogging with her,” she said looking at Hermione, “and then deliberately jacking off all over her!” she said, glancing at Fleur. Looking straight at Harry again, she pouted. “I thought you were better than that.” 

 “Sorry Ginny!” said Hermione. “It’s just that I’ve always wanted to do this with him and to have the chance for him to be my first…”

 “I am sorry too,” said Fleur. “But when you gave me permission...he’s ze only other one I ever felt so strongly for…”

 “Well you did help him out a whole lot,” said Ginny to Hermione. “And to think I was once jealous of you when it’s really all the boys who were at fault!” she said to Fleur. She moved her hand on his penis, playing her fingers on it like it was a bad little creature. “Always having to clean him off after you two fooled around with him, he’s such a dirty boy,” she said, licking her lips. “I was honestly worried he wouldn’t be able to get him up for a third time.”

 “But we helped out!” said Hermione.

 “Yes, zis is how friends treat each other!” said Fleur.

 “Saving the best for last,” Ginny said, rising on up. Unlike the other two, she wasn’t wearing anything, she was totally nude. “And I’m gonna make you pay for taking advantage of these two pretty girls.”

 “Oh it wasn’t that bad,” Hermione said, playfully sucking on one of her fingers. She didn’t know which she liked better, kissing him or popping their mutual cherries together. All of it was still getting her so hot.

 “Yes, ‘Arry is such a good boy,” said Fleur. Her pussy was still so wet and other than Bill, Harry was the only other dick she ever had. She couldn’t tell which one she liked more and soon she was purring pondering that lewd query.

 “He’s not gonna be so good after I’m finished with him,” said Ginny.

 “Well then, how about we give him a good luck charm?” said Hermione, setting a hand on Fleur’s shoulder.

 The French girl looked at her quizzically. “What do you mean ‘Ermione?”

 Hermione just crinkled her face in a wicked look. “Watch and learn.” Ginny had a sour look on her face at that point. The whole reason this raunchy little show had started was because she was asking Hermione and Fleur for advice on how to please a man. Things were slowly improving between the two British girls and the former Phlegm, but she hadn’t expected them both to actually team up and put forth this idea. Now she was starting to think better of it. 

 Hermione noticed her growing resentment. She just looked right at Ginny unflinchingly and said, “We’re gonna mess him up so bad that he fucking needs you.”

 Taking Fleur’s hand, she knelt down by Harry’s junk again. “Follow my lead,” she whispered to her as she walked down to Harry’s junk. He was still stiff, but Hermione didn’t just want to see him get rock hard, she wanted to see him shaking.

 Fleur watched as Hermione took one of Harry’s nuts into her mouth. Two strong orgasms in a row and his sack wasn’t as big and hard as before. But Hermione was sucking on it so vigorously that she watched the other ball begin to swell up. His penis standing up was starting to tense. Knowing exactly what to do, she took the other ball into her mouth.

 Ginny watched them. As much as she didn’t like it at first, she caught on fast. His dick getting bigger and harder than before while the two girls feasted on his scrotum, it wasn’t long before the veins were starting to pop out in his shaft. The only thing that got her more turned on than having that big thing inside of her was how Harry was whimpering and shaking up. He must have wanted something, anything to touch his dick, he needed to cum so bad.

 Both girls suddenly popped his balls out their mouths at the same time. They both played with his sack by now big and engorged and pressing their fingers all over it, beady little smiles on their faces. Taking Fleur’s hand she stood up again.

 Each of the girls separated and went around the side of the bed. Harry was looking from side to side at them longingly, thinking he was gonna be getting some more action. But instead they both kissed his cheeks so loud that his face quivered when their lips left him. His cock jumped right up feeling that, and yet deep down he knew he was in trouble.

 “’Arry you look so cute!” said Fleur.

 Hermione just looked straight back at Ginny. “Fuck him up.”

 Hermione and Fleur giggled as Ginny moved herself over the bed. He wasn’t as out of it as before, but the way she was crawling on over to him totally naked, that devilish look on her face, he was starting to get a little scared. An arrangement the three girls had made for the hero himself and now he was very worried.

 She cupped his face so hard his mouth squished open dumbly. “Which one did you like better?” Ginny whispered deeply to him. “Did you enjoy popping your cherry with one of your first friends at Hogwarts?” She leaned forward and sticking out her tongue so it was hanging low, licked deeply inside of Harry’s mouth. Fulfilling his debased fantasies with both one of his best friends and one of the worst crushes he ever had in his life hadn’t made Ginny any less appetizing to him. On the contrary, he only wanted the love of his life even more and licked right back on that tongue stirring inside his mouth. He was ready to give it all to her.

 But tied up and under her, she was ready to lord this new position over him. Feeling his passion, Ginny clutched his face as hard as possible and dug her tongue into his mouth even harder. She was doing it so hard that he couldn’t keep up with this sexual onslaught. His true love naked and on top of him, soon he just gave up, letting her dominate him as she pleased. 

 Ginny threw her head back and sighed deeply. Giggling to herself, she loudly gurgled the mix of their oral honey in her mouth while still holding onto his face. Licking her lips and growling pleasantly to herself, she looked down at Harry again.

 Their faces very close she whispered, “Or did you like eating Phlegm’s nasty little French pussy more?” So low only he could hear it.

 Sitting on her knees on top of him, Ginny fingered her pussy hanging right over his face. Sickeningly wet on her fingers, her nectar dripped out of her vulva and down her thighs. Harry was staring speechless at the erotic sight before him, behind his glasses he blinked dully. It was enough to make her cackle wildly.

 “There’s something else you should see Harry. All that fooling around, look what you’ve done to me…”

 Standing up tall on her knees, Ginny moved her fingers in between her vulva. Dripping wet down on Harry’s face, it was enough to make her moan deeply from how much she was playing with herself. Watching his girl hover on top of him, Harry started to drool. While she was masturbating for his pleasure, she moved her thumb to the clitoral hood. 

 Ginny had been putting on a show for Harry, but the instant she touched her sweet spot, she couldn’t contain a girlish little squeal. Feeling self-indulgent, she moved her thumb around in circular motions on the hood before the engorged nub popped out on it’s own. Swollen and moist with sheer need, she couldn’t hold back anymore.

 Grabbing onto the headboard, Ginny sat her wet cunt straight on top of Harry’s face. The scent of the sweet clam she was offering him was intoxicating and seconds before that pussy made contact with his mouth, he licked his lips like a dirty little monster. But the instant she fell on top of him, he ate her hungry, all of his want for her unleashed.

 He was no longer as green as when he had played with Fleur. Licking inside of her tight and wet folds, he found a rhythm of licking inside of her as slowly as possible before flicking his tongue out of her so fast that it sent chills to her. Sitting up on top of him, Ginny’s thighs around his face began to quiver.

Tied up as he was, Harry wanted to hold her,. To grab her butt, to play with her tits, to embrace her naked body now more than ever. But in his current position he was in no way able to do that. Not like he wasn't willing to make do. Putting that mouth to good use, he worked her harder than ever.

 Her clit was sitting right on top of his nose. Ever since Hermione and Fleur played with his balls his dick had been going crazy. He had started eating out Ginny like the way a woman deserved to be pleased but the want building up inside of him all over again and that cunt on top of him, he was fast losing it with his cunnilingus becoming more sloppy. But that tender piece of flesh so close, he took it inside of his mouth.

 Ginny’s sudden shriek was so shrill it was like a blade going through your ears. It only ignited Harry further, abandoning all of his slow and smooth cunnilingus, he ate up her clit like an animal. Holding onto the headboard as hard as possible, she rode his face like crazy.

 Her whole body jolted and slumped up as she was suddenly brought to an orgasm. Sitting there shaking, she murmured silently to herself. But after everything she saw and finally taking a direct part in it, she was far from tired. Having sucked him off several times by now, Ginny was ready to feel that cock exactly where it mattered.

 Having watched Harry go at it with the other two, she now had an idea on exactly how to mess him up. Taking his shaft into her hand, she moved him so his dick was right on her soaking wet slit. Just like Hermione, she took in his thickness, his heat, it was getting her so turned on. But the way she was holding him wasn’t because she was having a difficult time getting him inside her. She just wanted to tease him after watching him go at it with two other girls.

 Harry had already gotten stiff again once Hermione and Fleur had joined Ginny in sucking him off. But the way the love of his life was holding him, tempting him, it was her vagina on top of him, her wetness, and that touched something in his heart, a feeling he shared in his loins. He always harbored a bit of a crush on Hermione, and deep down Fleur had been the girl he wanted to fuck. But that was nothing compared to how hot he was getting with Ginny.

 Like the two girls before her, Ginny moaned deep as she took his cock inside of her. Maybe it was that hearing that sensual womanly sound got his rocks off, maybe it was that he was seeing his girl acting like this, but he was enjoying this one way more than the two that came before her. His dick fitting inside of her moist passage, it was so good.

 Harry was so into it that he didn’t even feel her hymen snap apart on him. As soon as Ginny was down on him all the way, she felt awkward, he really did have that big of a dick and it was the first thing that deep inside her. But whatever discomfort from that dick was undone by just how good he felt inside her. The whole time, she had been watching him get his freak on with two other girls, both of them with one of her brothers and one of them still a good friend and the other being someone she had nursed a nasty grudge towards until recently. At that point there were all sorts of feelings going on inside of her beyond her just getting wet.

 That all fueled her fire. She moved on him at a steady but awkward pace, a little bit like Hermione had been doing, yet not quite as fast either. Harry didn’t know if she was still trying to get a feel for him or she was just trying to emulate Fleur’s slow pace, but he didn’t care. After learning how to be a man, Harry moved very patiently and calmly inside of her. This whole thing had been set up by Ginny herself to let Harry get a feel for a woman so he could fuck her just right, and these two girls were the only ones she actually trusted. And now she was getting it exactly like she wanted.

 Even as she was silently seething from watching it go down. The previous two times she sucked off Harry while he had been making out with Hermione and eating out Fleur had been to hint to him to get it over with already, but at the same time, her mouth was the first thing that had ever taken his cock inside of it. That anger had gone out the window now as he slowly stirred inside of her with that big thing, he just felt so good.

 Ginny looked down at him. She had tied him up as punishment for getting way too into cumming all over Hermione and Fleur instead of treating them as learning experiences. But with him tied and bound up on the bed, he still had power over her, inside of her. There was a dreamy smile on his face with just a hint of smugness in his eyes. He was pumping inside of her totally unbothered.

 Ginny knew he was enjoying every bit of her. She loved the way he was using that dick on her, and she wanted so much more. Lowering herself down in front of him, her naked tits were hanging right on top of his face. Her breasts were a little bigger than Hermione’s but nowhere near as big as Fleur’s, not that that mattered. He remembered the lessons his second time had imparted to him. Slowly, he sucked all over her teats, worshipping them as if they were a fine meal.

 At first it didn’t bother Ginny too much. But the way he was using his mouth, the restrained way he was pumping his dick inside of her, soon it drove her crazy. Leaning over top of him, soon she was humping him faster than ever, holding his shoulders hard enough that normally she wouldn’t for out of fear that she might hurt him. That was no longer her concern though, she wanted it, needed it.

 Harry got more inventive. Still restraining himself in all things when it came to pleasing his lady love, he started using his teeth. He nibbled on her breasts, grazed her nipples with his teeth. The whole time, he was looking up at her, watching her face twist in helpless satisfaction. She was getting destroyed.

 Soon Ginny couldn’t contain herself anymore. She threw her head back, screamed like a banshee as she continued exerting his control over her. But she wasn’t the only one being outdone by it either, watching and feeling her taking it, her sounds of euphoria, it was sending so many thrills inside of him too. He couldn’t contain himself either, and thrust inside of her as fast as she was fucking him.

 This night had started off great and it was only getting better. Soon they were both going at it like animals. Ginny looked down at Harry and said, “I love you!” He only said, “Yes, I love you too Ginny!” They were both so horny and so needy, fucking each other at a breakneck pace.

 Ginny felt his dick begin to plump inside of her and she knew what was going to happen. That didn’t stop her from screaming to the point that her throat hurt as he burst inside of her, filling her up deeply with his cum. But it was so good that she couldn’t contain herself.

 Finally out of it, she collapsed on top of him. Undoing his restraints, he held her close and then looking at him, she kissed him deep. There was nowhere else they wanted to be.

 Watching it, Hermione and Fleur were touched. Looking at each other, practically naked in those transparent little gowns that covered nothing at all and covered plenty in Harry’s cum, they never thought they’d ever be getting along, let alone doing something as crazy as this. But after Bill and Ron approved it just for this one night, they knew it was an opportunity they had to take. Bill was still grateful to Harry for putting the Death Eaters in their place and as for Ron, ever since the Horcrux tempted him with a false vision of her and Harry going at it, now he just found it kinda hot and wanted to have it play out for real just this one time. It was just the effect this hero had on people.

 Not to mention it was nice for once not to see each other as sisters. In a purely spur of the moment decision, the two girls started making out on the spot. So horny after playing with Harry and watching him get his freak on with Ginny, they were insatiable at that point. All their bad blood gone now, feeling each other up and mashing their tongues together, they were really working out whatever longstanding tension they had between each other. Not to mention they could each taste Harry on each other’s tongues. 

 Parting their lips, the two girls looked at each other. In their casual feeling up of each other, both girls’ hands were down near each other’s twats. Their first time fulfilling their nasty little fantasies with Harry and now something else totally new. 

 “’Er-’Ermione, do you really…?”

 “You’re not taking your hand off, are you?”

 They both looked down at their hands on each other’s naked mounds. So inflamed with pure want, in the background Harry and Ginny were still fucking each other like crazy. Looking back up at each other, it was the final sign they needed.

 Neither of them could tell who fingered the other first. But as soon as it started, they were stabbing their digits inside of each other real fast. It was very easy with how slippery they both were. Soon they were uttering a cacophony of wails along with Harry and Ginny giving it to each other so badly back on the bed. 

 It was a big hard to tell which of the couples was being more ridiculous. Harry and Ginny were still going at it hardcore, but Hermione and Fleur were pushing each other up against the wall and tonguing out real bad all over again while petting each other’s pussies. All but slobbering all over each other’s faces in the heights of their sexual mania, the two girls paused briefly to look at each other.

 They were entranced by each other. With Fleur’s almost otherworldly beauty and that silvery glow about her in the dark room, Hermione could only think she looked like a true goddess, no wonder all the boys were crazy about her. Fleur on the other hand saw in Hermione a bit of another little sister, her natural good looks and the freckles darting her cute face. Staring at each other adoringly, they each slowed down their fast paced handling of each other.

 Ironic that would drive them to climax. Gently kissing each other in between their fingers dancing around each other’s clits and in their clefs, the hot sensations in their sex was sending them overboard. They watched each other’s faces beginning to break from the pressure and that alone made the erotic sensations all but unbearable. Holding each other close, they grabbed each other tight and humped each other at a breakneck pace. Still wearing the gowns, their naked bodies rocking up on each were denied that sweet contact by the small barrier of fabric. That only drove them to go at it harder, wanting it, needing it while wailing in their rapturous union. 

 Their mutual climax was so rough they almost fell down onto the floor. Not that it mattered, they barely felt the wall they crashed into as they were both sent to the most potent orgasms they had each felt in awhile. So intense they actually felt it hit into each other, it just felt like it was going on and on.

 As they died down, they looked at each other. The two girls smiled at each other lovingly before they laughed. Standing up together, they looked at Harry and Ginny who were just beginning to settle down together. Naked and breathless, Ginny was sitting on top of Harry, his dick lodged inside of her coated in his cum oozing out of that pussy.

 So romantic and so beautiful. They couldn’t help but smile looking at it. And in light of having had each other, they were still hungry for some good old-fashioned cock. The two ladies were definitely gonna fuck up the Weasley brothers tonight.