Chapter 26 - Morning Wood
The Second Task of the Triwizard Cup had gone exceedingly well for Harry Potter; not only did he manage to score extremely well; he was able to take advantage of three very attractive and unconscious girls. Hermione, Cho Chang and the Puff, Susan Bones, had all been at his mercy; tied to a post, deep under water and completely defenseless. Instead of getting caught molesting three innocent girls, Harry had been rewarded extra points from the Judges for his valor and a little something extra from Cho's girlfriend, Fleur. And because Hermione had helped Cho also, Fleur promised to properly thank both of them as soon as possible.
She told them that she'd fuck them both whenever and wherever they wanted, just for being the ones saving her girlfriend. Harry had decided on Ron's birthday, a week after the Second Task, as the perfect day for plowing the young French witch, who was all too eager to satisfy his sexual lust.
Since the end of the Second Task, Hermione and Ginny had been having a very busy week; both had been requested to test potion after potion, spell after spell. One minute, they were working on shool homework, the next they were begging for sexual release, either from Harry or the other. Like Hermione, Ginny had developed into an extremely attractive and desirable teen, but unlike Hermione, Ginny fully intended to explore her sexuality. However, she did agree with Hermione in having no intention of letting Harry continue to test the book on them.
There was only one problem with trying to stave off Harry's tactics; they had no way of defending themselves or exacting any kind of suitable revenge. There was only one thing to do; they had to get their hands on the Spellbook of Desires. After the Yule Ball, Hermione had known that the book had been locked safely away by Harry. It was because of this that early on Monday morning, the duo decided to meet in the common room and formulate a workable plan to get their hands on the valuable book.
"We'll work together... We have to make himm give us that damn book!" said Hermione, telling Ginny the plan for getting the magical book in the process. "Do anything you have to... We need that book!" Hermione emphasized, as she hiked up her skirt a few inches. Ginny quickly caught on, hiking her skirt up even higher than her friend, as if she was competing in 'Who's the Biggest Slut' competition. Hermione reflexively undid one of shirts buttons, showing a little more cleavage in the process. Ginny smirked and left with Hermione to find Harry.
Hermione had overheard Harry talking about getting an early start on Monday and going down to the Owlery to send off some mail. She therefore decided to make her way out to the Owlery to see if he had made his way.
Harry had fully intended to go out to the Owlery to send a letter to Narcissa, who hadn't been angry that he was the father of her unborn child. But because it was Ron's birthday and because he wanted to sleep in as long as possible to rest up for his scheduled afternoon foray with Fleur Delacour. Harry had put off the Owlery visit, while he slept in.
As Hermione ran out to the Owlery to ambush Harry there, Ginny crept up to Harry and Ron's bedroom. Because she knew he was actually there, why Hermione had gone to the Owlery, she had no idea. Before running up the steps to their room, she watched Ron, Dean, Seamus and Neville groggily stumble down the stairs and leave Gryffindor Tower for the Great Hall.
"YES!" Ginny said to herself, happy to have Harry on her own. She planned to look around for the book first, and if she couldn't find it, she'd use some of her other developing talents to discover the whereabouts of the Spellbook of Desires. She stealthily crept up the stairs and quietly opened the door to Harry's room. The room was dark, and her eyes had a difficult time adjusting to the dark atmosphere. She looked under beds, through desks, tried opening trunks and did everything she could without waking the one other person in the room. She made her way over to the last trunk beside Ron's bed and bent over, trying with all her might to pry open the magically sealed trunk.
Harry was in a deep sleep as Ginny tried her hardest to open his trunk. He stirred in his sleep and believing he was still in a dream, he opened his eyes and looked over at Ginny, who had her ass sticking straight up, right in front of his face. He quickly noticed that her skirt was extremely short and to his utter joy, she was wearing a very tight pair of floral patterned panties. After seeing this, Harry knew he was dreaming; he was obviously fantasizing about Hermione in her short skirt and tight panties again, and like always in his fantasies involving Hermione, he made his move by grabbing her ass.
"Mmmmmm... Harry!" moaned Ginny, realizing that it was Harry, squeezing her pert little teen ass. Instead of turning around and reciprocating, Ginny remained still, letting Harry massage her juicy butt, while she moaned in approval.
Harry, dazed and inattentive, kept on massaging it with increased vigor. Just like in every other fantasy, Harry quickly followed by slowly pulling down her panties and moving his fingers towards her moist clit. Ginny reciprocated by wiggling her ass in anticipation of being fingered; she moved her juicy ass closer to the edge of the bed and patiently waited as two fingers ran up the length of her smooth legs and towards her warm twat. She let out another low groan as Harry's fingers pressed up against her womanhood and quickly broke through the tight hole. Ginny bit her lip and continue to moan as Harry began to thrust his fingers in and out of her loosening cunny. Ginny loved the feeling of having her pussy being stuffed and although she enjoyed the sensation of Harry's cock more, the quick and skillful thrusts of his two fingers in her tight pussy were more than enough to satisfy her.
"Ahhhhhh! YESSSS!" groaned Ginny, as she went through a powerful orgasm a few minutes later, feeling her warm juices roll down and out her pussy while she continued being finger fucked. She instinctively began to thrust her hips backwards into the fingers while she went through her orgasm, attempting to extract as much pleasure from the vaginal assault as possible.
Harry felt Ginny's juices roll down his fingers and onto his hand and after a few more thrusts, he pulled his fingers from her soaking wet pussy and into his mouth to taste to the culmination of his efforts. Harry was pleased to discover that Hermione tasted better than ever, and as he sucked the last of her juices from his fingertips, he felt her cold hands pulling down his comforter and then his pajamas to get to his extremely hard eight inch cock.
Harry groaned quietly, after he felt Ginny's little hands grasp his big shaft and tightening balls. Harry still believing that he was dreaming, couldn't remember the last time one of his fantasies had felt so good as Ginny worked both her hands on his cock and balls. If there had been just a little more light in the dark room, both Ginny and Harry would have realized who they were with, but because the darkness effectively concealed each other's identities.
"Mmmmmmm!" moaned Ginny, as she put her mouth down on the bulging cock and began sucking on the tip. She hadn't had the good fortune of tasting his cock lately and as the tip of her tongue playfully flicked across the tip of Harry's penis, she quickly remembered how much she loved the taste of his dick. After a few minutes of sucking the tip, her desire to engulf even more of the flavorful lollipop overpowered her. She quickly engulfed the entire eight inches and began deep-throating the tasty cock in long smooth strokes. Ginny was a natural, as she had no difficulty in accepting Harry's eight thick inches of raw manhood.
Harry's endurance was quickly waning as his cock was continually engulfed, something that usually never happened so quickly in his usual fantasies, but Hermione's skill at sucking cock seemed to have improved greatly since his last little fantasy. Before he blew his load however, Harry managed to push Ginny off his throbbing cock just in time. Although the blowjob was one of the best he had ever experienced in his dreams, the thought of blowing his load before slamming his shaft into Hermione's sweet teenage snatch was unthinkable.
As Harry's cock cooled off from the near orgasm, Ginny started tearing off her clothes; she knew what was coming, and was out of her clothes and on the bed in less than a minute. She lifted her leg overtop of Harry and straddled his waist in preparation. Before guiding his hard cock into her moist and clutching teen pussy, Ginny leaned down and gave who she thought was Harry, a long deep kiss, forcing her tongue into his mouth and passionately making out with him.
Harry, although still in a dreamy state, responded to the kiss by wrapping his tongue around who he thought was Hermione's explorative tongue. As they continued to make out, Harry felt a hand reach back and grip his hard eight inches, guiding it slowly towards her wet tight twat.
Ginny continued to passionately kiss who she knew to be Harry as her hand gripped his cock and moved the tip towards her wet hole. She slid it in slowly and although she had already had an orgasm, her slick hole was still extremely tight. Ginny let out a few painful grunts of exasperation as she moved her shapely ass down, slowly engulfing more of Harry's manhood into her pussy.
Harry groaned in slight discomfort as more and more of his cock was swallowed up by Ginny's eager teen pussy. Ginny's pussy clamped down harder and tighter on Harry's stiff dick as she continued to slowly slide down pole. Her pussy became more accustomed to Harry's width and length as time passed, and she began to slowly move up and down on his prick with a little more ease. It was still painful, but as she quickened her pace, she went through a second massive orgasm. The sensation of Harry's big prick in her tiny tight hole had resulted in extreme friction, and as Harry began moving his hips in concert with her own, the impending orgasm was imminent.
"Ahhhhh!" moaned Ginny, as she threw her head up into the air and howled in orgasmic pleasure. The orgasm was more than enough to lubricate Harry's throbbing rod, and as Ginny came down from cumming, she felt Harry's big warm hands grip her pert teen ass. Harry slapped Ginny's white ass three times before he gripped her waist and started helping her bouncing by moving her ass up and down, pounding her ever-harder on his stiff cock. Harry's fantasy had completely taken over, and as he felt the familiar sensation of Hermione's warm juices roll down his cock, he quickened his pace in order to reach his ultimate goal as quick as possible. He gripped her ass tightly, as he began pummeling her sweet peach harder and faster, using Ginny like a fuck doll for his own selfish fantasy.
By this time, Ginny was numb from the waist down in pleasure; she had her hands on her own breasts, massaging them, and was nearly drooling in satisfaction. Her pussy was being mercilessly pounded, her ass and breasts were jiggling uncontrollably and she was in orgasmic bliss.
"Cum in Harry! Shoot it deep inside me baby! I wanna be full of cum again!" Ginny moaned in Harry's ear. Ginny fully intended to use a pregnancy potion after her little sex session; although she wanted to have Harry's baby, she had an inkling that both her parents and Hogwarts would have a problem with a third year student getting pregnant. After her last visit to the hospital wing for a pregnancy potion, Ginny had asked Madam Pomfrey for a few extra vials, just to be safe. Although Madam Pomfrey was concerned about Ginny's already active sex life, she consented; not wanting any student so young to go through an unwanted pregnancy.
If Harry hadn't been so wrapped up in his little fantasy world, dreaming about plowing his longtime girlfriend Hermione, he would have realized that he had just been called Harry and that it wasn't Hermione's voice that had asked for him to cum in her, but his loyal slave's, Ginny. It was the request to fill her young cunt full of his warm cream that had caught his immediate attention, and as Ginny began to bounce up and down in rhythm with his thrusts, he knew her request was about to be fulfilled. His panting and pace quickened and his sticky end became all the more apparent.
"UNGHHHHHHHH!" grunted Harry, thrusting one last time as deep into Ginny's clutching pussy before spilling his hot load of sticky cum deep inside her. Harry held her hips still as his cock continued to spasm, painting her womb with massive amounts of his potent seed. Never had he experienced such an intense orgasm in his dreams before, but as more and more of his cum poured into her, his cares melted away. So much of his hot semen poured into Ginny, it began to leak out of her with each spasm of his cock. It took several more pleasurable seconds before Harry's massive orgasm finally subsided with a final guttural grunt of release.
Ginny buried her head into Harry's chest as she felt Harry's cock begin to spasm and ejaculated deep inside her extremely fertile teen womb. She never knew Harry could cum so much and so deep inside her, and as the last streams of seed were planted deep inside her, she completely forgot about her true purpose for seeking out Harry. As Harry's cock finally subsided from pulsing deep inside her, Ginny remained on top of him with her head resting on his chest. She enjoyed the afterglow of their passionate love making, but after a couple minutes, she leaned in and gave him one last kiss before pulling his softening cock from her cum-filled cunny and getting off his bed.
As Ginny got off his bed and made to get dressed, Harry's eyes closed again and he quickly and truly fell back into a deep sleep, unaware that his dream had not been fictional, but real. Ginny, almost just as clueless as Harry, forgot all about her mission to get the Spellbook of Desires and instead, walked off towards the door; tired, satisfied, and full of hot sticky cum. Instinctively, Harry pulled his pants and bed covers back over himself as he began dreaming again.
Just as Ginny walked out of Harry's bedroom and down the stairs towards the common room, Hermione came running in through the portrait hole. Hermione had evidently not run into Harry on her way to the Owlery. Hermione had quickly ran back to the Gryffindor common room and the first thing she saw when she entered, was a completely exhausted Ginny.
"Bed... Too... Tired... Sorry!" mumbled Ginny, as she stumbled over to the girls' staircase and made her way up to her own room for some much needed rest. There was still an hour before the start of class, and she fully intended to get a power nap in before struggling through a long day. She knew nothing would quite match up to the amazing morning she had just had.
As Ginny slowly stumbled towards her room, Hermione could have sworn that she could just make out a small trickle of a familiar white substance rolling down one of her inner thighs. It would be up to Hermione to extract the necessary information from Harry, find the Spellbook of Desires and exact some much needed control on the increasingly sex-crazed boyfriend of hers.