It was the night after the Yule Ball, where Seamus Finnigan sat alone with his head in his hands. The entire night he had watched his friends boogey down on the dance floor and snog, even the queen of nerds got to grind with the great quidditch player Viktor Krum. Here he had sat all night sipping punch, having not come with anyone; he was too shy to ask anyone out. Or at least, that's what he told himself. In truth he was not attracted to anyone he knew; boys, girls or even owls as he had heard his great uncle seemed to have a fascination with. Everyone except one person. One woman so elegant and graceful his heart almost stopped beating when she strode into the castle for the first time. It was hard not to notice her when she appeared in a room; her dazzling amber eyes and gorgeous smile always cheered him up, and even made his pants a little tighter.
Sitting here alone was now making him frisky. He looked around and saw he was completely alone, now he felt even worse if Snape, Moody and Filch were all getting a little? Oh the horror. Suddenly he felt a big thunk on his shoulder. He lifted his head and turned around to two giant, shitstain eyes.
"M-m-madame!" he stuttered.
It was she, Madame Maxime, The one he longed for.
"Pleez.. Call me… Oleempeh.." she muttered as she pressed his right hand into her breast. He stuttered silently. She rubbed it around and around and around. "Oooh yez.. You are making me soooo hut."
Maxime removed her dress to reveal a set of white old fashioned bra and corset holding up her hose.
Seamus stared in awe at her unprotected bush, which led from her belly button all the way into her ass.
"No panties?" he asked mischievously.
"I leek to feel ze breez!" Olympe giggled her head off. Seamus found a ladder and picked it up and put it back on.
"You should've used your wand old boy!" Dumbledore came shuffling into the hall.
"Headmaster! I –…" he looked from Madame to him and back, "I can explain!"
Dumbledore shook his head and waved his worries away, "No problems dear boy," a smile played on his lips as his eyes twinkled, "I only want to watch."
Seamus shrugged got naked. Maxame strutted around the hall like a model before gripping at the straps on her bra with her sausage fingers. She looked at the men seductively as they watched and slowly rolled them down. Out popped her breasts, and they fell onto her stomach, and rolled onto the floor.
Seamus's dick got hard.
Dumbledore began to dance and strip and rub his crotchtal area. Dumbledore swept off his robes and threw them into the goblet of fire. He shook his butt and wiggled his wrinkles. He too had some sort of bra on. He grasped at the seam and it burst apart, his long titty nipples were blasted into the air before the fell to his knees, rolling out to the floor like dead, shriveled up worms to meet Max's.
Seamus came ten times and flooded the floor.
"Oooh! You naughty boi!" Oylempe jumped on his magical cock and rode it into nothingness, "Eez it in yit?"
"I'll help you madame!" Dumbledore shuffled over and pulled down his tighty whities to reveal to giant fat black cock. But then it popped off and fell onto the floor.
"Damn. I'll have to ask Kingsley about that."
Somewhere else in the castle…
Snape was watching the security camera and masturbating furiously.