fter dinner, Harry did come to a compromise with Hermione and Rose, but it was not what he had expected. Hermione and Rose had both decided that, since they needed to go to bed early, that their fun would begin earlier.
It was about nine-o-clock, and Harry was in his bedroom. He had just finished packing a small traveling bag for the Quidditch World Cup, and was now relaxing on his bed waiting for the girls. His bed was large enough to fit himself and both girls to the point where they could all sleep in the same bed together. He was currently wearing pyjama bottoms, even though he knew they would be removed pretty soon. Soon enough, Hermione and Rose entered his bedroom. Both girls were wearing sleeping gowns that showed off their curves rather well. Hermione closed the door behind her, then followed Rose over to Harry's bed. They crawled into Harry's bed, and laid down on either side of him.
Hermione gave him a passionate kiss, which he responded to in kind. Then Rose did the same.
"Oh, Harry," Rose said, as she backed away from her brother's lips, "I have a surprise for you."
She slipped her hand into a pocket of her sleeping gown, and took something out of it. Harry's eyes widened, and he blushed profusely, at what he saw. It was a peach-colored dildo roughly about the size of his own penis.
"This is for you," Rose said, "Mum used a spell to replicate a copy of mine. I told her my idea that you needed one, and she agreed with me, due to your situation."
"She agreed?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Rose said, "For the same reason she let me have one. To practice and prepare for your time during the Experience – in your girl form, of course."
Harry blushed and spluttered, at the mere thought of the whole thing.
Rose smiled knowingly. "She predicted you would act strange about it – she said that if you can't be mature about such things then it just proves you are not ready to participate in the Experience, especially with the new stipulation which is required of you."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Fine. If I must, I must."
"Well, don't worry," Rose said, "You won't be using it tonight."
"Good," Harry said, sighing in relief, "I'm surprised she could magically replicate it, though. I thought there would be some type of charm that would prevent that. Seems like an odd copyright issue. Is the charm permanent?"
"Indeed it is," Hermione said, "Like yours, as Rose said, mine is a copy from Rose's original as well. It hasn't vanished, and its additional charms work perfectly."
"Additional charms?" Harry asked.
"Take it in your hand, Harry," Rose said, "Feel it."
Harry blushed as Rose handed him the sex toy. He was rather surprised at the odd feeling of it. It felt like actual flesh, like his penis!
"It feels... real," Harry breathed.
"That is due to a Tru-Flesh Charm," Rose said, "Used for sex toys. But that isn't the only extra charm. It also has the ability to move back and forth on its own, so it can – you know – shag you, without you having to hold on it. Just a tap of your wand on the end of it, and – voila! Feels absolutely amazing. Oh, and let's not forget the Tru-Orgasm Charm."
"Tru-Orgasm?" Harry echoed.
"After a period of time, depending on the stimulation used on the toy, it sprays an 'orgasm'," Rose said. "
"It is a simple variation of the Aguamenti Charm," Hermione said, "Sprays harmless water acting like an orgasm. However, the aftermath is kind of... messy. The water gets everywhere! But you don't have to worry about that just yet. Tonight is about us. I've been looking forward to this all month."
"Mmm... me too," Rose agreed.
Rose grabbed the dildo from Harry, moved off the bed and walked over to Harry's travel bag. Harry raised his eyebrows as he watched her placed the dildo in his bag.
"Um... Rose?" he said, "I don't really think I'll need it at the Quidditch World Cup."
"Never say never," Rose said, grinning. "We might find some time for you to practice with it. I imagine you're embarrassed about being seen by too many when you're a girl at the moment. You're going to have to get over that soon enough. But when it comes to playing with the dildo, it could be private. You could be alone, or with the pair of us."
"Either way," Hermione said, "you do need to practice techniques on giving blow-jobs, and the dildo is the best way to do so."
"Yeah – you don't want to leave the boys at Hogwarts unsatisfied, do you?" Rose asked, grinning mischievously.
Harry felt his cheeks heat up again. "You really think I'll have to –?"
"What kind of question is that?" Rose asked, as she crawled back onto the bed. "A blow-job is one of the simplest things a girl can do to a bloke. It can be done nearly anywhere at any time."
"I wouldn't say anywhere ," Hermione said; "Hand-jobs, perhaps."
Harry gasped as Hermione slipped a hand inside his pyjamas. She gently wrapped her hand around his penis and started stroking him.
"Hand-jobs can be done quite discreetly," Hermione said, grinning at Harry as she stroked him.
"At the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, perhaps?" Rose asked, grinning.
"I suppose it could be possible," Hermione said, "I was thinking more along the lines of -"
"The library," Harry, Hermione and Rose said in unison.
Hermione giggled, blushing slightly. "That obvious, huh?"
"Rather easy to figure out where your dream location for a shag is, Hermione," Rose said.
"Oh, you," Hermione said, grinning, "But yes, the Professors don't allow blow-jobs or all out sex in the Great Hall, or we would have seen it the past three years. Hand-jobs have probably been done, and it is possible if we're discreet. In libraries in hidden corners and classrooms where Free Use is allowed, blow-jobs will be more common. And shagging if we can get away with it. So yes, Harry, when you're a girl, you should expect to have to perform blow-jobs."
"Not only before sex either," Rose said, "During class, when boys are feeling particularly horny. Probably quite often too. I asked Katie Bell about it last year, and she said she was giving blow-jobs at least once per class every day. Three classes a day. And that was just in classrooms. In Common Rooms, dormitories, broom closets, unused classrooms..."
Harry winced; until now he hadn't really thought of the implications of having to be a girl twice a week.
"Still adamant that you're going to go through with this, Harry?" Hermione asked, as she continued stroking him.
"Yes," Harry said. "It is necessary."
"That it is," Hermione said.
"Enough about that," Rose said. "We can focus on that later. For now, we focus on us."
Even though his mind was clouded with thoughts of what he and the girls were about to do, he had enough sense to ask an all-important question."Wait!" Harry said, "Both of you have taken Contraceptive Draught, right?"
"Yes, Harry," Rose said, then she blushed. "Er – Mum actually gave the both of us a vial after dinner. It lasts a week, so it will last until Madam Pomfrey will be giving us the month-long Draught at Hogwarts. Mum made us take the Draught in front of her, just to make sure we took it."
Harry's eyes widened. "She did?"
"Yes," Rose said. "Harry, who do you think gave Hermione and I the Draught on our birthday? It was one of her birthday gifts. We had already told her earlier that day what we were planning on doing with you. She's fine with what we do. You know that. As long as neither Hermione nor I end up pregnant any time soon, she doesn't care what the three of us get up to."
"Yes," Hermione said, "She knows we're – er – practicing for the Free Use Experience."
Harry grinned. "Is that what we're doing?"
"No," Hermione said, with a smile, "We're too much in love to simply be practicing Free Use."
"And you, Rose?" Harry asked, looking at his sister.
Rose grinned, lecherously. "Nope. I just like it when you fuck me."
Hermione snorted and giggled. Harry grinned and shook his head, used to his sister's antics.
"I'm not joking!" Rose said, grinning, "I've been waiting for over three weeks for you to do it again, and now that we can, you're going to fuck me several times a week if not at least once a day!"
"You do realize we'll be rather busy once we get to Hogwarts, Rose," Hermione said, "And not just with lessons and homework. He'll be lucky if he can shag both of us a more than a couple times a week at Hogwarts."
Rose pouted. "Fine. At least twice a week, Harry, once we're at Hogwarts. But at least once a day until then!"
Harry looked at Hermione, who smiled and nodded. "It should work. We promise each other to that we'll be able to arrange a time for us at least twice a week if not more."
"I promise," Harry said, "I think I'd have serious withdrawal from the two of you, anyway. Especially if you're planning on shagging me so much between now and when we get to Hogwarts.
He smiled when Hermione and Rose both squealed and kissed him on either cheek respectively. Then he realized something Rose said earlier.
"Wait," Harry said, "Rose? Would Mum really support it if you ended up pregnant with my child. I mean – if you were old enough?"
Rose sighed. "I guess so. I know how strange it would be. But, it is already proven that magic prevents any negative side-effects from babies born of incest. To be honest, I wouldn't be shocked if she was supportive of the possibility of me becoming pregnant with your children. Otherwise, why would she approve of us shagging? It can't just be so we can be prepared for the Experience. Otherwise she'd either encourage me to get a boyfriend, or she'd talk someone like Eli or Neville into helping me prepare."
Harry nodded. He couldn't argue with that. Eli Black and Neville Longbottom were their God-brothers, basically like pseudo-family. However, he felt oddly jealous at the thought of them helping her prepare.
"I see the look in your eyes, Harry," Rose said, smiling. "You believe it is better that it is you helping me 'prepare' for the Experience, and not Eli or Neville."
"Can you blame me?" Harry asked.
"No," Rose said, grinning, "And I think Mum knows that too."
Harry snorted. "How selfish she must think I am. I have Hermione, here, to 'practice'. Does she really think I would need both of you to help me 'practice' if that was what we were really doing?"
"Maybe," Rose said, "But that just proves she doesn't know how much I truly love to play with you."
"I imagine she probably does her best not to imagine how much her children love shagging each other," Hermione said, with a snort.
Rose laughed. "True. Now... I do believe we're all wearing far too many clothes."
Harry whimpered when Hermione removed her hand from his pyjama bottoms. He had been so deep in his conversation with the girls, he had actually forgotten Hermione was giving him a hand-job, even though it wasn't anywhere near intense enough to cause an orgasm. He did have rather uncomfortable tent in his pyjama bottoms though.
He then grinned as the girls began removing their clothes. When they were naked, they both helped Harry get out of his clothes. After they undressed him, Rose whispered something into Hermione's ear. Whatever Rose had said made Hermione grin and nod. Rose grinned too as she looked at Harry's face, before moving her eyes to his cock.
"Lay down flat on the bed, Harry," Rose said, "I haven't gotten the chance to suck you off today. I want your baby batter in my belly. Also, Hermione's going to let you do something deliciously fun. Emphasis on delicious."
Harry shrugged and laid down flat on the bed. He tried to lay his head on his pillow, but Hermione yanked it away and moved it from him. Harry was about to protest, but the only sound coming from his mouth was a moan as Rose began licking the underbelly of his cock. As Hermione was moving the pillow, Rose had taken her place between his legs.
Harry was absolutely shocked when Hermione proceeded to straddle his upper body. Soon, he had a very up close and personal look at her most private area, as Hermione had straddled his face.
"Dine on me, Harry," Hermione said, "It is no different than when you gave me oral before we made love."
"You better be good at it, Harry," Rose said, "Because you're going to be doing that to me soon."
Once again, Harry's reply was cut off by a moan as Rose proceeded to swallow his entire cock between her lips.
Hermione giggled. "I see you've been practicing with your dildo as much as I have with mine, Rosie. Harry! Quit watching your sister suck you off, and get to work on me."
Harry wanted to protest. The entire concept of the Experience was that witches would be willingly used by wizards. It seemed as if the girls planned on ordering him around. That was not following the guidelines of the Experience. It seemed she was trying to do her best to prove to him that what they were doing was not practice for the Experience, but instead spending intimate time together that wasn't guided by rules of the Experience.
Before Harry could even attempt to voice his protest, Hermione lowered her pussy just an inch above his lips. He momentarily forgot any protest he had, and proceeded to slide his tongue from one side of her slit to the other. Hermione's moan told him he was doing well so far. Harry licked Hermione's pussy lips a few more times, before he moved his tongue upwards, diving inside her.
" Fuck yes!" Hermione groaned. "Feast on my pussy, Harry!"
Originally Harry had been quite shocked when he had originally heard Hermione use swearwords and sexual terms when he had become intimate with her. Prim, proper Hermione Granger could swear as much as anyone could, but only during intimate times, and mostly only when he (or Rose) was doing lovely things to her pussy, be it with their mouths, fingers or his cock. While he had been originally shocked, now he loved when she swore.
Harry couldn't see it, since he could only see her lovely ass and pussy, but Hermione was currently groping and rubbing her breasts and playing with her nipples as her lover pleasured her pussy.
Rose, it turned out, had become an expert at giving blow-jobs since she the last time she had given him one on their birthday. All thanks to her dildo. She knew how to use her mouth and tongue, and she knew how to keep him from blowing his load too early. Every once in a while, she would use one of her hands to rub his balls. She didn't use her mouth on his balls, but Harry didn't mind, given how well she used her mouth on the rest of his cock.
Over the next few minutes, things continued the same as Harry's mouth explored Hermione's pussy, Hermione played with her breasts, and Rose performed a blow-job on her twin brother's cock.
The first time Hermione came – five minutes after Harry had started - it was rather timid. Harry was able to lap up and swallow her juices before they got anywhere but his tongue. The second time she came – five minutes later – it was much more fierce. She squealed out Harry's name as her orgasm unleashed. This time she was dripping far more than the first time, and her juices dripped on his face, though much of it landed on his tongue and in his mouth.
The combination of the taste, and the feeling of her juices on his face – and Rose's own skill at pleasuring his cock – caused his own orgasm to unleash. He grunted as he came, and it was the only warning Rose had. His cock was at the entrance of her throat when he came, and he shot much of his seed down her throat. However, she did not gag or back away. Like Hermione, Rose loved the taste of her brother's seed. She raised her lips to the tip of his cock and milked his seed from his cock.
Meanwhile, Hermione had climbed off of Harry's face and was now laying beside him. She licked her own juices off his face – something Harry found really hot! – then kissed him deeply, sticking her tongue in his mouth and tasting more of her juices on his tongue.
"Yummy, that was tasty," Rose said, as she backed away once she had sucked the last drop out of her brother's cock.
"Mmm," Hermione said, as she backed away from Harry's lips, "I completely agree."
Hermione sighed and pouted playfully as she looked down at Harry's softening cock.
"Oh, Rose, you made it wilt!" Hermione playfully whined.
"I did, didn't I?" Rose asked, grinning as she looked at her brother's cock, "Hmm, however will we wake it back up?"
"I have an idea!" Hermione said, with a wicked grin, "Come here, Rosie."
Rosie crawled over to Hermione, who pulled the auburn-haired girl over to her and kissed her deeply. Harry grinned as he watched his lover and sister kiss and snog, their tongues soon dueling each other's. Hermione soon backed away from Rose's lips and moved down to one of her breasts, taking Rose's nipple between her lips and suckling on it. She started rubbing Rose's other breast with her hand. Meanwhile, Rose moved a hand between Hermione's legs, cupping it around her pussy, and slipped her middle finger inside the brunette witch.
Due to the position Hermione was at on the bed, Harry had a perfect view of his sister's finger moving in and out of his lover's pussy, which was already shiny and wet thanks to her earlier orgasm he had given her. He gripped his now semi-erect cock in one hand and started stroking it.
"Ooh," Rose said, "I do believe your idea is working, Hermione. Oi! Put your lips back on my nipple!"
Hermione had began to back away so she could either reply to Rose or look at Harry, but at Rose's command, she latched her lips around Rose's nipple and resumed suckling on it.
A couple minutes later, Harry's cock was erect again. Rose slipped her finger back out of Hermione's pussy, then proceeded to suck on it. She grinned lecherously at Harry, when he watched her do it. Hermione had switched from one of Rose's breasts to the other a minute ago, and was currently suckling on it.
"Now you can stop, Hermione," Rose said, "Harry's ready for you."
Hermione backed away from Rose's breasts, then pecked her on the lips again. Then she crawled across the bed and straddled Harry's crotch.
"Er... are you sure you want to do that, Hermione?" Harry asked, realizing what she was about to do. "We didn't do this last time."
"Yes," Hermione said, "I've rode my dildo like this a few times in preparation, practicing for the time when I could finally do this. Do you know how hard it is ride a dildo when it isn't suctioned to a hard surface?"
Rose giggled. "Thank Merlin for the ability to use magic here at Potter Manor. I use sticking charms on the bottom of my dildo whenever I want to ride it."
"Lucky!" Hermione moaned enviously, with a playful pout.
"Oh, quit your whinging, Hermione," Rose said, "You're no longer in a place where you can't use magic. And even if you were, are you really going to be riding your dildo much now that you can ride the real thing?"
Her pout turned into a grin. "Good point!"
She grasped Harry's cock between her legs and situated it, so it was just below her pussy. Then she slowly began to descend down on his cock. Her mouth opened in a soft moan as the tip of his cock slowly entered her. She closed her eyes, and hummed and purred as she started sinking down on him. Between the orgasm she had earlier, and Rose fingering her, her pussy was lubricated enough that it made it easy for Harry' to enter her. Soon, she was sitting on his crotch, now stuffed with six thick inches of her lover's cock.
" Fuck! " Hermione swore in pleasure, as she opened her eyes, "This feels incredible, Rose."
"Better than sitting on your dildo?" Rose asked.
"Oh, hell yes," Hermione hissed as she nodded. "My poor dildo is going to be lonely from disuse now that I have the real thing to play with."
"Oh, is that all I am to you now, Hermione?" Harry asked, teasingly, "Just a cock you can play with?"
"Hmm... yep!" Hermione said, grinning.
Harry rolled his eyes. He, of course, knew she was joking with him.
"Ride him a bit before I straddle his face, so he can get used to it," Rose said.
Hermione nodded. She pressed her knees into the bed on either side of Harry's hips, then slowly began to raise. Harry moaned in pleasure as he watched his cock gradually appear.
"Good Merlin , that's sexy!" Rose exclaimed.
Hermione didn't stop ascending until only the bulbous tip was inside her. Then she slowly began to lower herself back down onto him, causing him to emit a pleasurable groan. She continued this pattern, only slightly quickening her pace a bit.
Half-a-minute later, while Hermione was riding Harry at a good pace, Rose crawled to him, and soon she had straddled his face so now it was her pussy he was staring at. This time he needed no goading as he immediately began lapping his tongue against his sister's pink pussy lips.
"Oh, I have an absolutely beautiful view right now," Hermione said.
"Harry pleasuring me, or me simply sitting here on his face?" Rose asked.
"Both," Hermione hummed, "Definitely both."
"I am starting to think you love her more than you love me, Hermione," Harry teased.
"Hey!" Rose hissed. "Less talking, more licking! Screw that! No talking, more licking!"
Hermione didn't answer Harry. She didn't need to. He knew how much she loved him. She loved him enough that she was going to go through with the Free Use Experience just so – if and when she married him – her reputation didn't harm his House's, because she didn't participate in the Experience. She was doing it for him. And he knew she would always return to him, no matter who she had to be with during the experience.
Hermione began riding his cock faster. Her eyes were closed again, and she had a look of pure pleasure on her face. Her breasts jiggled as she rode him. They didn't bounce, they weren't big enough. Harry didn't care; they were perfect for his hands so they were the perfect size to him.
"I amend my statement from earlier," Hermione said, "This is so much better than riding my dildo!"
Harry grinned, before slipping his tongue inside his sister's pussy, causing her to groan deeply in pleasure. Rose didn't swear as much as Hermione did. Which was surprising, since she was definitely her mother's daughter.
Their mother could swear when she was passionate. Luckily the only passion they had ever seen and heard from their mother was when she was angry at somebody – most of the time it wasn't either of them. Neither of the twins had been unfortunate enough to accidentally catch or hear their parents shagging. Which was rather lucky given the amount of times their parents had doe eyes for each other every day. It was probably thanks to the fact that their parents' room was enchanted with all kinds of privacy and silencing spells (just like his bedroom was – one of his birthday gifts from his parents on his most recent birthday – more for their benefit than his).
But Harry wasn't thinking of his mother, thankfully. His mind was too clouded with pleasure as his girlfriend continued to ride his cock, and he continued to explore and plunder his sister's pussy with his tongue.
Five minutes later, two things happened simultaneously. The first was that Rose had an intense orgasm. He swore he could hear her mumbling swearwords as her orgasm wracked her body. Once again, Harry's mouth, tongue and face was drenched in girl juice, this time from his sister. Her orgasm was so intense, she could only handle one at the moment, so she fell – almost literally – off of her brother and onto the bed.
The second was that Hermione had another orgasm, which made her pause once again on Harry's crotch, while she came down from it. While she sat on his crotch, relaxing for a moment, Hermione took her wand from behind one of her ears, and waved a cleaning spell at Harry's face, removing the excess juices of Rose's orgasm.
"Hermione!" Rose panted, still coming down from her orgasm, "I was going to clean his face – you know, with my tongue!"
"Well, then you should have been quicker!" Hermione said, "You came so much, he looked like he was about to drown! Though I think a bit of it got in his mouth, so I'm sure you can still get a taste."
Rose opened her mouth to reply, but no words came out. Obviously she thought Hermione had a good point. So she crawled back over to Harry and kissed him fully on the lips. She licked him on his lips, and he opened them immediately. She stuck her tongue in his mouth, and swept it around.
By the time Rose backed away from his lips, Hermione had resumed riding Harry's cock. An idea formed in Harry's mind. It was time for him to take charge of the situation. He sat up and wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist, then in one move, turned them both around so that Hermione was now laying on the bed, and Harry was between her legs. His cock was still deep inside her.
"Damn, Harry!" Hermione said, giggling, "Where did you learn a move like that?"
Harry merely grinned as he started thrusting in and out of Hermione.
A mischievous grin crossed Rose's face. "He did it to me a couple times earlier this month."
Hermione looked at Rose in shock, her jaw dropped open. "B-but I thought you told me the two of you hadn't –"
Rose started laughing and Hermione huffed.
"Oh, you little tart!" Hermione growled. "You were joking with me!"
"Did you really think Harry and I would shag without you here?" Rose asked.
Harry noticed Hermione frown, and this caused him to pause in his strides. He sat on his haunches, his cock still halfway inside her, and looked at her.
"Hermione," Harry said, "You did, didn't you?"
"You know how much she enjoyed shagging you on your birthday," Hermione said, "And the morning after your birthday. When I went back home, I realized it would be over three weeks before I came back here. I was so sure that you loved shagging so much that you wouldn't want to stop, even if I wasn't here. And she's your sister, Harry. I know you love me, but – the love the two of you have for each other is different, and in someways better than what you and I have. I mean, I was at home, and she was here. I thought with her clearly willing to shag you, you'd accept if she offered."
"Maybe I would," Harry conceded. " If she offered. But she did not."
"No, I didn't," Rose said. "Because you are his girlfriend, Hermione. Without your approval and trust, do you really think I would have shagged him in the first place?"
"It was your idea in the first place!" Hermione challenged.
"Yes, it was," Rose said, "But if you hadn't approved, then I wouldn't have said anything."
"Really?" Harry asked.
Rose shrugged, then grinned lecherously. "Okay, maybe not until we went to Hogwarts. Then I'd use the excuse of the Free Use Experience to convince you to shag me. And once we shagged, I would tell you I have wanted to do so for a while now, and I would have very much liked to do so as many times as possible in the future. Would you have denied me?"
Harry didn't answer right away. Instead he resumed slowly thrusting in and out of Hermione. Then he came up with a response, but did not stop his movements inside Hermione.
"In that scenario, Hermione would have disapproved, right?" Harry asked his sister.
Rose sighed and nodded. "I see. You usually don't do anything she disapproves or disagrees with."
Hermione snorted. "Excuse me? How long have you known him... and me?! He's done plenty of things I've disagreed with."
"But not when it concerns how much he cares for you," Rose said, smiling.
Harry sighed. "Well, if Hermione still disagreed at that point, then I would have tried my best to change her mind."
"If I had really disagreed," Hermione said, "It would only be because I feared Harry would have not wanted to shag you. Once I understood that I was wrong, then I would have agreed."
"And we would be exactly where we are now," Rose said, "Only... at that point, we would have missed out on a good few possible shags, before going to Hogwarts, between the three of us. The whole point of this, Hermione, is this. You and Harry are the couple here. When I am with you, it is a threesome. I will not shag Harry one-on-one without your knowledge and permission. And I would only do it on the off-chance you wouldn't be able to be involved. So no chance of me and my brother shagging without your knowledge. Okay?"
Hermione nodded. "Okay."
"Good," Rose said, "Now, hurry up, Harry! I want your cock in my pussy!"
Harry grinned and resumed thrusting in and out of Hermione. Rose meanwhile laid down beside Hermione. She kissed Hermione on the lips and the girls snogged for a bit, before Rose moved down to one of Hermione's breasts and began suckling on her nipple. Harry continued fucking his girlfriend, while his sister pleasured his girlfriend's breasts. This continued for another three minutes, before Hermione had yet another orgasm. This made Harry finally erupt, and he began spurting his seed deep inside her.
"Fuck, I've missed this feeling," Hermione said, sighing in pleasure, "A dildo spraying water does not compare to this!"
As his orgasm subsided, Harry backed out of his girlfriend. He laid down beside her, and Rose laid down on his other side, then immediately grasped his cock in her hand and began stroking it back into erection.
"Harry? Rose?" Hermione said, her voice soft and timid.
The twins looked at her, recognizing the sound of her voice, and was surprised at it. She hadn't been this timid toward them since their first year at Hogwarts when their friendship was only just beginning, and she wasn't exactly sure how to act around them.
"I'm sorry about earlier," Hermione said, "That was my old insecurities speaking for me. You're so beautiful, Rose, and you've been with Harry since – well, you shared a womb! How am I to compete with a relationship like that?"
Rose sighed. "Have we never discussed a topic like this before, Hermione?"
Hermione shook her head.
"Hermione, I understand that at times you may be jealous of my relationship with Harry," Rose said, "But what you don't know, is I have that same jealousy toward you."
"Really?" Hermione asked, her eyes wide with shock.
"Yes," Rose said, "As you said, Harry and I have been with each other, as siblings, since we shared our mother's womb. As twins, we do have a sort of bond. And yet when you became his girlfriend last year, that was something I never experienced with him. When you first started dating, I started to imagine his future with you. I figured sooner or later, the two of you might end up shagging. At the time I thought there was absolutely no way I'd be able to share in that. That was something he'd get to share with you... without me. At the time, I never believed that in the future I'd be where I am at this moment, with my hand around my brother's cock -"
She grinned and kissed Harry's cheek when he blushed a hot red. As a Metamorphmagus, it was hard to make him blush. And yet his sister and Hermione were both very good at it.
"- and preparing him to shag me," Rose continued. "Never in my wildest dreams did I really think it would be my brother who would take my virginity like he did on our birthday. Yes, I knew about the Free Use Experience. Yes, I had fantasies of being with Harry during the Experience. But you're his girlfriend, Hermione. That isn't exactly a title I can have and brag to my friends and peers about. I'm hugely jealous of you, Hermione. Okay?"
Hermione nodded and wiped tears from her eyes. "Thank you, Rose. I do love you, you know."
"I know you do," Rose said. "And I love you too."
Harry snorted playfully. "Uh-huh! I knew it!"
"Shut up, Harry," Hermione and Rose said in unison before giggling out loud.
Harry sighed and shook his head. Then he whimpered when Rose released his cock.
"Time to take me, Harry," Rose said, "How do you want me?"
"Your choice," Harry said.
Rose grinned and maneuvered herself so she was on her hands on knees.
Harry grinned lecherously. "You want me to bugger you?"
"Harry James!" Rose gasped. "No, I do not want you to bugger me!"
Then she muttered something under her breath, as Harry positioned himself behind his sister.
"What was that?" Harry asked.
"There may come a time when I might ask you to bugger me," Rose said, "But not tonight, and not in the near future. I mean my dildo hasn't even been up that hole!"
"I would hope not!" Harry said, "I want the honor of being the first!"
Rose sighed. "Well, if you behave, then maybe I'll let you on the eve before we go to Hogwarts."
"Me too," Hermione said, suddenly.
Harry glanced at his girlfriend. "Really?"
"Harry, do you really think none of the boys at Hogwarts are going to want to bugger me?" Hermione asked.
Harry grunted and shrugged. He didn't want to think about other boys with her right now.
"I didn't think so," Hermione said.
"The eve before we go to Hogwarts, you can take our metaphorical anal cherries," Rose said. "Right now, though, if you don't put that cock of yours inside my pussy, I'm leaving and playing with my dildo! No need for any more foreplay, I want your cock in me!"
Harry grinned and grasped his cock, then placed the tip at Rose's center. Then he pushed inside past her outer lips, and slowly began inching his way inside her. Rose moaned and grunted, as Harry started slowly backing out and pushing in slowly until he was finally completely inside her.
"Better than your dildo?" Hermione asked Rose.
"So much better," Rose agreed.
Hermione grinned. She pulled the pillow to her and laid her head down on it. Then she slid a hand between her legs and started to masturbate. Harry grinned as he watched his girlfriend, then he grasped his sister's hips with his hands, and began to slowly thrust in and out of her pussy.
"Yes!" Rose hissed, "Merlin, I've missed this. Harry James, if I ever go three weeks you shagging me, you have permission to take me at your leisure. Got it? I could be sitting on the couch in the Gryffindor Common Room, and you'd have permission to take me if we haven't been together for that long!"
Hermione laughed at the shocked look at Harry's face.
"You sure, Rosie?" Harry asked, as he slowly slid his cock back inside his sister.
"Yes!" Rose moaned, both reacting and answering, "Three weeks is way too long without your cock inside me!"
"I absolutely agree," Hermione said, nodding.
"I don't know," Harry said, playfully. "I might hold out for three weeks, if only to take you on the couch in the Common Room."
"Would you want to wait three weeks to do that?" Hermione asked.
"Nah," Harry said, "I'd do it the first night if I had the chance."
Rose was curiously silent as Harry continued thrusting in and out of her. Harry and Hermione both noticed this, but said nothing for a full minute. Only after a minute, where the only sounds were Harry shagging his sister, Rose grunting and moaning, and Hermione's fingers slipping in and out of her rather wet pussy, did Hermione finally speak up.
"You're considering Harry's offer, aren't you, Rosie?" Hermione asked.
"Well, maybe not right away," Rose said, "But I won't lie. It sounds fun."
"Even with others in the same room?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione," Rose said, "you do realize why first through third years had dormitory curfews Friday through Sunday evenings starting at nine?"
"Of course," Hermione said, "Because after their curfew begins, those who participate in the Experience have permission..."
She stopped talking for a moment, and went silent. Then she spoke up a few seconds later. "Rose? Are you truly considering letting Harry shag you -"
"- during the Weekend night Common Room orgies?" Rose asked. "In front of everyone, which would reveal the fact that the Potter Twins like to shag each other? In my current lust-filled mind, anything is possible, Hermione."
Hermione bit her lip and looked at Harry.
"What do you say about this, Harry?" she asked.
Harry slipped deep inside his sister's pussy and rested there for a moment, causing Rose to let out a deliciously pleasurable moan. He grinned and looked at Hermione.
"I won't lie," he said, "It does sound like fun."
"Yeah," Rose said, "Besides, how long do you think it will be before the main topic in the Hogwarts Rumor Mill is whether or not the Potter Twins are shagging each other during the Experience?"
"By the end of the second day," Harry said. "Even if we don't shag in the castle by then."
"Really?" Hermione asked.
"There's probably bets on when Harry and I will shag for the first time," Rose said. "And I guarantee you someone got the exact date right. Might have even bet on the exact moment in time Harry entered me, and whether or not I was a virgin at the time."
Hermione raised an eyebrow. Then she sighed in resignation and nodded. "Knowing Hogwarts – you're probably correct."
"Yep," Rose said. "So to answer your original question, Hermione? Yes, I am truly considering shagging Harry on the Gryffindor Common Room couch in front of everyone. With your permission, of course. I told you. No one-on-one sex between us without your permission."
Hermione laughed. "The day the two of you are brave enough to do it, I'll give you my permission."
Harry grinned. His mind started to run wild, as he imagined being with Rose in this exact position, except she would be leaning over one of the arms of the couch, while he was deep inside her. Yes, they would likely have voyeurs, but he would be oblivious to them as he shagged his sister. This fantasy only encouraged him as he started thrusting faster, deeper and harder inside his sister. Rose grunted and moaned passionately.
"Yes, Harry!" Rose moaned. "Merlin that feels incredible. Oh! Fuck! Cumming already, Harry!"
As soon as she said her brother's name, she came hard. Harry knew it was an intense orgasm because she only swore whenever she experienced one so intense. Her pussy's muscles squeezed his cock, but Harry was nowhere near finished. He simply continued thrusting with the same passion into his sister.
After an additional three minutes of intense thrusting in and out of his sister, Rose had another orgasm. This one, also intense, caused her to collapse onto the bed. She muttered muffled swearwords into the mattress as her orgasm wracked her body. Still Harry was not done yet. Because Harry had a firm hold on her hips, Rose's ass was still raised above the rest of her body. Harry plowed his sister into the mattress for another minute, before Rose had yet another orgasm, which finally made her pussy squeeze him enough to cause his own orgasm. He sprayed his seed deep and plenty into his sister's exhausted pussy, until he emptied himself completely. He then slipped out of her, and collapsed onto the bed between his sister and girlfriend.
Hermione grabbed the pillow and placed it under Harry's head. He closed his eyes and inhaled and exhaled as he tried to catch his breath after such an intense shag. Suddenly he felt a rather lubricated hand grasp his cock. He opened his eyes and saw that the hand – lubricated with her own wetness from an self-induced orgasm – belonged to Hermione.
"Not finished yet?" Harry asked in disbelief.
"One more round?" Hermione begged, playfully pouting, "Please?"
"Only if you'll be on top of me again," Harry said, "And this time, I'm not taking control half-way through. I am already pretty exhausted."
"I'd be happy to ride you to orgasm," Hermione said, grinning. "It is what I had planned to do the first time before you flipped me over."
"Alright," Harry said, "What about you, Rose?"
"Mmm, nope – no more from me tonight," Rose muttered, turning her face to Harry. "You bleedin' plowed me into this bed, you know? You gave me three orgasms in about five minutes! Bloody Merlin, Harry! I didn't think I could achieve that!"
Harry grinned, quite pleased with himself. Rose snorted when she saw his shit-eating grin.
"Yeah, yeah, just don't brag about it to too many people," Rose muttered; then she yawned. "Don't take too long to get one last orgasm out of him, Hermione. We have to wake up around five-o-clock, so bedtime soon."
"'Kay," Hermione said, "You sleeping in here tonight?"
"I'm too bloody exhausted to get up and go to my bedroom," Rose said.
Harry laughed. "Even if you tried, I'd have made you stay. We'll all sleep better cuddled up together."
"Hear, hear," Rose said. "Try not to shake the bed too much riding him, Hermione. I'm going to sleep now. Love you both."
Then she turned her head the other way, and went quiet.
"I'll do my best," Hermione said, giggling. "Love you too, Rosie."
Harry murmured his love to Rose. His cock was now erect. Hermione climbed back atop of him and proceeded to, once again, impale herself on his cock. Soon enough she was sitting on his crotch, with him deep inside her. She pressed her knees into the bed and slowly begin to rise and lower herself on Harry, taking care not to shake the bed too much. She placed her hands on her breasts, rubbing them and pinching her nipples. Harry merely lay there, watching her.
By the time he had his last orgasm of the evening, ten minutes later, Hermione had achieved two more of her own. The ride atop him was gentle and slow, but to Harry it was beautiful, erotic and amazing to watch. As Harry's orgasm unleashed inside her, Hermione slowly raised and lowered herself on him, milking every last drop. When he had emptied out inside her, she laid down against Harry's chest, with her head just under his chin. It was surprisingly very comfortable having her laying like this on him. She didn't weigh very much, so she wasn't exactly crushing him. He could sleep like this.
"I see now," Harry said, "You rode atop me so you could have an excuse to sleep on me like this tonight."
"Mmhmm, yep," Hermione said, smiling.
She mewled softly as Harry's softened cock slipped out of her. Beside Harry, Rose emitted a tiny, adorable snoring sound. Harry and Hermione giggled softly.
"I do believe she is asleep," Hermione said, "Which means it is time for us to sleep too."
Hermione took her wand from behind her ear, used a spell to clean up the bed of the mess their many orgasms had made.
"Hey, nudge on her," Hermione said, "See if she'll come over here and cuddle up with you."
Harry placed a hand on Rose's back and nudged on her. She hummed and turned around to face him. She was still mostly asleep, but awake enough to crawl over to him and curl up against him. Her breasts were pressed into his side. He wrapped his arm around her and she murmured as she settled back into slumber against him.
Hermione then darkened the room with another spell. She moved around slightly, obviously putting her wand somewhere safely, then kissed him softly on the lips, before returning to her former position at his chest.
"Good night, Harry," she said, "I love you."
"I love you too, Hermione," Harry whispered.
Then he promptly fell asleep with his love doing the same atop him.