His hands found a comfortable armful that he pulled in, crushing the soft, curvy body flush against him, the grinding left him with his mouth open in a silent moan. The girl squirmed around to face him, pulling his mouth down to hers. She sucked his hot tongue in, massaging it, nipping, letting the muscle tickle the back of her throat.
Neville opened his eyes to see Pansy Parkinson. She broke the kiss, gave him an evil smirk then licked him from collar bone up to the curve of his ear, she stuck her tongue into his ear and bit his lobe. She felt the groan as it trembled through the stong body in front of her. Pansy wrapped her hands around his neck and hitched herself up to wrap her legs around his waist. She delved back onto his mouth, cramming her tongue down his throat this time.
Neville added his hands around her ass to keep her in postion. The crowd pressed their bodies even closer together, more hands adding to their pleasure; Pansy's exposed thighs and back, Neville's shoulders, ass and bulge. Fingers leveraged between their chests twisting nipples and cupping Pansy's breasts. Pansy began grinding down on Neville's bulge and the hand that was already there. Neville twisted her ass meat, bruising as he added pressure against his aroused member. He would have fell, as he felt the release spatter against his jeans, but the cluster helped him keep hs feet. She felt the tremor below her panties as he came.
Pansy released Neville's waist, getting her feet back she pressed Neville backwards through the crowd. New hands fondled the duo, but Neville's attention was fully on Pansy, who grabbed his hand and brought it to her lips, began sucking two fingers. Her eyes closed she worked the long fingers, drawing them into her mouth, puckering her lips when she got to his palm. Her strong lips let a bit of salvia escape and drip into his hand. Neville's lower erection grew again as he saw a drop fall to the ground.
A hands slipped the straps of Pansy's dress down to her elbows, the fabric bunching on her braless chest. Small brown nipples peeked out as the kids juggled them toward the edge of the crowd. Still pushing him back, Pansy began working on the buckle of Neville's jeans. Her hand forced its way into his jeans when she couldn't get the buckle open quick enough. Twisting her wrist, she found his cock was throbbing in time with the music that surrounded her. Neville stopped suddenly as he backed into a body. Two powerful arms wrapped around him and released his belt with a deft movement. Pansy was able to pump his fingers and cock with the added wiggle room. Neville grabbed at the helpful man and tongued him deeply in appreciation, both men groaned loudly when the lip lock was broken.
Neville's shoulders finally hit stone, a lot of daring couples were lining the walls of the room. Neville and Pansy took their place among them. Finally with some breathing room, Pansy dropped to her knees and yanked Neville's jeans and boxers down to his ankles. His cock flopped out of its confines, still shiny from his earlier release . Pansy gripped him at his base and smacked his dripping tip on her hard nipple. She ringed the nipple with the liquid then lifted her breast up to lick it off flicking her tongue multiple times to clean herself. She switched hands and breasts to repeat the process, as she licked her eyes sought the face above her. Neville had his face screwed up in concentration, he was holding back.
Laughing maliciously, Pansy ripped his button-up shirt open, exposing the rest of his flesh. In shock Neville opened his eyes and Pansy slithered up to his ear. Hot breath carried a message. "Keep your eyes open, I want you to watch me wreck you."
Pansy began by by drawing her tongue across his collar bone, blowing hot air onto the spit made goose bumps appear. She sucked on the skin, leaving a dark bruise. Her body bucked as someone spanked her in passing, but she made sure not to hit his erection, choosing to give him more hickeys before moving in for the kill. She ducked her head to nuzzle his belly button letting her hair fall down, tickling his trobbing cock. Her fingers strayed north, twisting and rubbing until his nipples could cut glass. She let some drool roll down his stomach to mix into pubes. She followed the liquid down his treasure trail biting the virgin flesh. Her hands felt Neville's diaphram contract in anticipation. She looked up, to see his eyes closed. She grabbed some of the wiry hair between finger and thumb and yanked. Having gained his attention, she forced his legs a bit further apart and mouthed "Keep your eyes open." He caught the intented threat.
Pansy wrapped her fist around the base of his cock and rubbed the tip along her lips, tracing as if putting on lipstick. She licked his taste off her lips before puckering up to place small teasing kisses up and down his shaft. Her hand massaged his sack and she ran her nails lightly over the skin. Neville would have cum right then if Pansy hadn't pinched his tip, the pain cut through the pleasure. Disaster avoided, Pansy took him in her mouth working him to half way. Her head bobbed on his penis, sucking and pulling it to its full length. She moved both hands to his hips, using her tongue and lips to keep him inside. Pansy worked out to his tip then slammed her face forward, taking in all he had. Neville could feel her exhale through her nose as he slid down her throat. He began pulling his own hair in an attempt to last longer. He ripped out a handful before Pansy snatched at his arms and slapped his hands into her hair. He balled up his fists in the long hair, he roughly yanked. Pansy stopped moving her head, leaving Neville about half in. She moved her hands to cup his ass, pulling him forward into her mouth. Neville got the hint and began thrusting his hips as Pansy braced her hands on the wall behind him.
A few frenzied thrusts brought about a satisfying rhythm, her throat was relaxed and open, her tongue massaged the underside of his cock. He withdrew and thumped his member against her outstretched tongue, white jizz was seeping out already and he wiped the tip on her cheek before pressing in again.
Neville enjoyed the power of setting the pace, seeing her lips expand as he rammed further in. He added pressure to the back of Pansy's head, matching his thrusts. She hummed with pleasure, gargling as his tip hit the back of her throat. That did it. With a final jagged thrust Neville unloaded into her waiting mouth finally squeezing his eyes shut. His body went slack as Pansy took over, sucking him dry and swallowing every drop.
Pansy wiped the jizz off her cheek and turned to find a bunch of underclass students clapping. Boy and girls alike gave her a glassy-eyed ovation.
Pansy pulled her dress back onto her shoulders and made a curtsy. The man who helped with the belt problem was there too rubbing the front of his slacks he smiled lewedly. She recognized Cormac and waved him over. She raked her hands roughly through his hair then down his broad chest and shouted over the music, "Get Longbottom back in his jeans and meet me in the Slytherin common room, you and I are going to have some fun." She pressed her bruised lips onto the handsome blond, letting his tongue in to gather a taste of what was to follow. "I told him to keep his eyes open." Pansy turned away, confident that Cormac would get Neville to the dungeons even if he had to carry the guy. As she left the room, she grabbed 3 more vials of pink potion, little hearts bursting in the vapor wafting off them.