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Hogwarts Entrance Hall
"Harry, there you are!"
Turning around Harry smiles back as he sees his girlfriend come running over to him. Catching her in his arms the two share a soft kiss.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Lav and Parv insisted on helping with my makeup today, what with it being our first Hogsmeade trip." Hermione says, nervously toying with her skirt.
"You look beautiful." Harry replies, happily looking over his girlfriend dressed in a warm sweater and a short flowing skirt. "Aren't you going to be a little cold like that though?" He asks.
"I have a warming charm on the tights," Hermione assures him, before looking around nervously. "Although there is one part I may need you to warm up later…"
Standing to the side of the entrance Hermione sees everyone walking the opposite way in the direction of the carriages, taking her chance she raises her skirt much to Harry's surprise.
Looking down Harry stares as Hermione's long stocking clad legs are revealed, the soft material reaching to her mid-thigh. Above Harry is stunned to see nothing but Hermione's pale skin and her long, soft cock hanging free, her length sitting at an impressive 6 inches even while soft.
"I accidently forgot my panties for our date, do you think you could help me warm her up later?" Hermione huskily asks, shaking her cock side to side as Harry stares, unable to respond. Dropping her skirt after a few seconds Hermione grins as Harry finally looks up once more.
"Well, are we going to find a carriage or are you just going to wait to peek up my skirt again?" Hermione teases.
Blushing at her words, Harry takes her hand before she leads them over to the carriages. Climbing inside the pair settle together as they wait for the carriages to leave.
Turning to his girlfriend, Harry leans over to whisper. "Do you think we'll have to share this carriage, or can I get the chance to suck your cock early?"
Seeing the fierce blush fall across his girlfriend's face, Harry grins to himself.
Before Hermione can respond, the two are interrupted by the arrival of more students climbing into their carriage.
"You're going to pay for that." Hermione whispers back, now folding her arms over her skirt to fight back the tent threatening to rise.
A little while later, Hogsmeade
Having browsed through a number of shops and caught up with some friends, Hermione pulls Harry to the side.
"Harry, can we head to the Three Broomsticks now?" Hermione asks, before leaning in to whisper quietly. "I'm getting a little chilly."
His cheeks threatening to redden, Harry nods in response before taking her hand as they walk over to the well-known pub.
Entering inside, the pair are quickly warmed as a buxom older blonde witch walks over.
"Hello dears, I'm Madam Rosmerta, just the two of you?" She asks.
"Yes ma'am, could we get a seat at a discreet table?" Hermione replies.
Looking over at the pair, Rosmerta grins. "Well, looks like you're already familiar with a few things," She replies. "But I'm afraid all our booths are taken, but you're free to enjoy yourselves at a regular table as long as you use the usual charms, or you can come back later if you'd prefer the privacy."
Before the two teens can make a decision, they're interrupted by a familiar voice calling out.
"Harry, Hermione, over here."
Looking past Rosmerta the two see Susan Bones leaning out from one of the booths to call over to them.
"Or you could join your friends over there, I'm sure her and her girlfriend won't mind the company." Rosmerta smiles.
Nodding to the older witch, Hermione leads Harry over to the booth. Quickly coming to stand in front of a smiling Susan and a blushing Hannah.
"Hey guys, you sure you don't mind me and Harry interrupting your date?" Hermione asks.
"It's not a date!" Hannah quickly replies with red cheeks.
"Ignore her," Susan says with a smile. "Come on and join us, there's plenty of space here for two couples, and it's not like we're strangers anymore."
Taking the offered seats, Hermione and Harry sit across from the two witches.
"So I've heard, from the stories I was starting to think Harry might have found the second Mrs Potter already." Hermione says, grinning when she sees Harry blush.
Feeling surprisingly at ease with the other witch, Susan happily joins in the teasing. "Well I can't say I wasn't interested, but I think someone might have their eyes on my auntie instead."
Hearing soft laugher from the three witches, Harry tries to shrink away.
Reaching over to her boyfriend, Hermione rests her hand across his leg. "Relax Harry, we're just teasing," She says. "Although I do approve of your taste."
Seeing a blush form on the redhead's cheeks, Hermione smiles in satisfaction.
The couples are soon interrupted by the arrival of Rosmerta once more. "Any drinks dears?"
"I think we'll just have four butterbeers please." Susan replies, seeing the others nod.
"Coming right up, and any lunch?" The older witch asks. "Or would you prefer to order that after you've relaxed?"
Earning four matching blushes, Rosmerta grins to herself as she starts to walk away. "Say no more dears, have fun!" Waving her wand the older witch quickly puts up some familiar discretion charms around the booth.
"Wow, is it really that common around here?" Hermione asks in surprise. "When Tonks told me what to say I didn't believe her at first."
"I know what you mean, I grew up in this world and I still thought my auntie was trying to trick us," Susan replies. "It wasn't until Hannah's mum gave us the same tip that we believed it."
"Ugh don't remind me of that," Hannah groans. "Having her sit us down to teach us all her discreet 'fooling around spots' was mortifying."
"I thought it was cute," Susan says, leaning over to grab her friend's hand. "She certainly took it easier than my aunt did, the first time I asked her what a witches bar was she almost dragged me to one."
The girls break out into giggles once more as Rosmerta arrives with their drinks. "Still dressed?" The older witch teases. "With Harry Potter at the table I was expecting otherwise."
His cheeks burning once more, Harry replies. "You've… heard about me?" He asks.
"Just from your aunt Harry, she was in here recently to… arrange something."
"Oh." Harry says, his cheeks still red.
"Okay I'll be back in a little bit, and next time I expect to see a treat." Rosmerta says with a grin.
Watching as the older witch walks away, Hermione leans over to whisper into Harry's ear.
"She's right you know, I really do need warming up." Hermione says.
Sliding her hands down, Hermione begins to raise her skirt once more, quickly revealing her hardening cock to Harry's gaze, and the two witches sitting opposite them. The seats across the booth exposed past the table in the center.
"Wow, you have a nice cock Hermione." Susan compliments. "I think your girlfriend needs your help Harry."
"Yeah Harry, on a cold day like this you can't neglect your girl like that," Hannah says. "You better get her nice and warm."
Surrounded by witches eager to see him taste cock, Harry quickly gives in as he lowers himself beneath the table.
Now faced with Hermione's half-hard cock up close, Harry decides to get a little payback. Leaning forward he begins to softly breathe across Hermione's long length as it continues to harden, soon growing to a firm 9 inches.
"Harrrryyy…" Hermione groans, as her cock remains untouched.
"I thought you wanted me to warm it up?" Harry replies, putting on an innocent tone as he continues to breathe across her cock teasingly. "I'm sorry, did you want me to do something else?"
Hearing the witches across from her giggle in response, Hermione growls down at her boyfriend. "You know what I want!"
Reaching a hand forward, Harry begins to gently squeeze her firm balls, his hand running across the fine hairs covering her body.
"What's wrong? Did you want me to take this thick, hard cock into my mouth?" Harry moans, happy to tease his girlfriend for a change. "Did you want me to lick along your cock? Suck on your tip? Swallow your cu…"
Cutting off her boyfriend, Hermione finally loses her patience and instead takes a hold of Harry's hair before firmly plunging her cock into his mouth.
"That's it you cheeky slut," Hermione groans in relief. "Swallow this cock like only you can."
Now silenced by the thick rod of flesh already forcing itself into his throat, Harry replies by eagerly running his tongue across the shaft as Hermione continues to fuck his face. His enjoyment at seeing his girlfriend get so riled up only making the hard facefuck feel even more pleasurable.
"I can't just sit and watch this," Susan groans from opposite the pair. "Give me a hand Hannah?"
Looking to her dormmate, the busty redhead sighs in relief as Hannah eagerly nods, both witches quickly unbuttoning their jeans to free their own hardening lengths. As their shafts break free the two witches quickly reach over to take each other's cocks in hand, mutually beginning to stroke as they both watch Harry's head bopping up and down Hermione's lap.
Seeing the two witches begin to join her, Hermione smiles over at them as she continues to pull Harry up and down her cock.
"Don't get too excited you two, I'd hate for Harry to miss out on a good lunch." Hermione says, grinning when she feels Harry moan in response around her cock.
His mouth firmly attached to Hermione's hard, slick length, Harry can't hold back his moans as he hears his girlfriend talk about feeding him even more cum. His own cock lying hard in his pants at the thought of swallowing down their seed.
"Mmm, I think someone's feeling hungry now." Hermione moans, feeling the pleasure build as Harry swallows her cock skillfully. "Do you really want our cum that much? Mine, Susan's, Hannah's… maybe I should ask Rosmerta when she comes back too."
Feeling eager moans around her cock at each name, Hermione looks down to meet Harry's heated gaze, the pair locking eyes before Harry forces himself down her cock, swallowing her full length in his desire to taste her delicious cum.
"Hermione you better cum soon," Hannah groans from the other side of the booth, Susan's hand still wrapped tight around her cock. "If you don't this table's going to get a fresh coat."
Seeing the two witches breathing hard and both attacking each others hard lengths, Hermione grips Harry tight, eager for her own release.
"You heard the girls Harry, they want to feed that hungry mouth of yours so we better not keep them waiting." Hermione says, her breathing getting deeper as she feels the pleasure running through her body.
Feeling Hermione grip his hair tight once more, Harry prepares himself for the release he's so eager to taste. Pulling back he hurriedly runs his tongue around the head of her cock while his hand quickly begins to stroke her slick length, urging her to cum.
Moments later his wish is granted as he hears Hermione groan in pleasure, followed shortly by a familiar and welcome burst of thick white cream firing against the roof of his mouth. Letting out a moan of pleasure of his own, Harry eagerly gulps down the thick seed as Hermione continues to deposit long ropes of cum against his tongue.
Feeling Harry's lips seal around her tip as he happily gulps down her load, Hermione grips the edge of her seat and soaks in the pleasure, her cock finally easing off after depositing a stomach full of cream into her boyfriends eager mouth.
"Mmm, thanks Harry…" Hermione sighs as she begins to relax once more, leaning back in her seat as Harry releases her softening cock from his lips.
"Thanks for the tasty treat." Harry replies with a smile, pressing a soft kiss against the tip of Hermione's flagging length before pulling back.
"Harry…" He hears a voice call behind him, turning his head to see Susan looking back at him as she continues to stroke Hannah's cock. Looking at Hannah he finds her gripping the edge of her seat, her other hand still attached to Susan's own length as she half heartedly strokes. "I think somebody's really close, you don't want to miss your second course do you?"
Hearing Hermione giggle he turns back, only to watch as his girlfriend shoos him over to the other girls. Needing little more encouragement he happily crawls over to come up close to Hannah's thick, pulsing cock.
"Is this for me?" Harry asks, teasing the on-edge witch.
He's answered by a soft giggle from Susan, and a loud growl from Hannah, followed swiftly by Hannah pulling Harry's mouth deep onto her cock, something he happily goes along with.
As he meets the soft hairs at the base of her shaft Harry feels the thick rush of cream begin to flow, the single stroke being enough to push the witch over the edge as she gasps in pleasure, her hand holding Harry's head tight against her body as her cock continues to unload deep within his throat.
Watching as her girlfriend begins to climax deep with Harry's mouth, Susan takes over as she begins to slide Hannah's limp hand up and down her cock until the witch finally comes back to her senses, her grip tightening around Susan's thick shaft as she comes down from her climax.
"Sorry Sue…" Hannah says, beginning to stroke the other cock in earnest once more.
"Don't… ah, worry about it…" Susan replies, her body heating up once more as Hannah begins to return the favour once more.
Still sucking on Hannah's cock, Harry happily swallows down the remains of her cum, his tongue running along her foreskin to seek out more of her taste. His happiness is finally interrupted when Hannah pulls him from her cock.
"Sorry Harry, as much as I'd like to keep you on my cock, I don't think Susan…" Her words are interrupted when the red-haired witch gasps aloud, turning herself to the side she frees her cock from Hannah's grip as thick ropes begin to fire from the tip, her cock now aimed squarely in Harry's direction as he watches the streaks of white fire at his face. Rather than dodging away Harry gladly leans closer, happy to take the warm blasts of cum across his face as Susan delivers a thick, but inadvertent facial.
"… can last much longer." Hannah finishes, before letting out a giggle as she watches Susan's cock continue to cover Harry in long streaks of cum, the messy haired wizard happily leaning in close to let the cream land against his face.
Watching the scene herself, Hermione lets out a giggle of her own before she's interrupted by the arrival of a familiar older witch once more.
"Sorry to bother you dears, just wondered if you'd like to order yet," Madam Rosmerta says as she looks from a cum-covered Harry to Hermione still seated with her skirt bunched at her waist, her soft cock lying in plain sight. "Or would you like to clean up first?" The older witch asks with a smirk.
Pulling down her skirt to cover her cock once more Hermione blushes, an act repeated by the other two witches as they tuck away their own softening shafts while Harry remains ducked slightly under the table.
"Yes, sorry!" Hermione stammers. "I think we'll just have three of today's special please… and a witch's treat for Harry."
Smiling wide at that last order, Rosmerta quickly walks over to the bar to grab an empty glass, returning she turns to Harry, under the table still.
"Did you want me to serve it for you?" She asks, before sliding her hand against her apron, pressing it tight to reveal the hard outline of her own meaty cock. "Or would you prefer to milk it from the tap yourself?" The older witch asks with a wink.
"He'll take it from the tap." Susan quickly answers.
"Happily." Hannah chimes in with a grin.
"What they said." Hermione speaks up.
Blushing under the table, unseen under the thick cum still covering his face, Harry watches as Rosmerta slides into the booth next to Hermione.
"I was hoping you'd say that." Rosmerta says as she slides her robes open, quickly freeing an impressive hard 10 inches of smooth girl cock. "Don't worry, it doesn't take long for me to deliver this tasty treat, but if you manage to take the full thing before I do, it's on the house."
Quickly moving over to the older witch, Harry engulfs the head of her cock into his mouth, eagerly running his tongue around the tip of her shaft already slick with precum.
Looking down at the young wizard happily tackling her thick cock, Rosmerta sighs in pleasure. "You girls have trained him well, but I wonder if he can manage to swallow it all."
Letting out a gentle giggle, Hermione speaks up. "It was his sister that taught me the secret menu here, I think you remember Tonks right?"
Seeing a look of realisation fall across the other witch's face, Hermione giggles again.
"I should have remembered that when Andi came in," Rosmerta mutters. "In that case I don't feel bad about helping him along."
Grinning again, Rosmerta wraps her hands into Harry's messy hair. Taking a firm hold she quickly forces the young wizard down her cock, burying the full length in one swift thrust as Harry gags in surprise, spit flying from his mouth.
"Good boy," Rosmerta moans. "You're the perfect little cocksleeve."
With his face pressed against a nest of soft blonde hairs and 10 hard, thick inches of cock held deep within his throat Harry can only moan at her words, his own body overrun with pleasure at the firm treatment.
Giving Harry just a moment to get used to her cock, Rosmerta soon begins to pull him quickly up and down her length, his drool leaking down her shaft as he continues to sloppily worship her shaft.
"Sorry Harry, plenty of people to serve at this time of day… have to take care of this quick…" Rosmerta gasps.
Treated as little more than a tool for her pleasure, Harry soaks in the pleasure from her firm touch, soon losing himself in the sensations until he hears her speak up once more.
"Could one of you girls hand me that glass?" Rosmerta asks as she continues to deliver a firm facefuck.
Leaning over to grab it, Susan quickly passes it to the witch. "Isn't that a little… big?" Susan asks as she looks at the pint sized glass.
"You'll see." Rosmerta winks.
Holding the glass in her spare hand, she continues to force Harry deep down her cock as the pleasure grows, eventually feeling the climax build she quickly pulls Harry free as she slides the glass in front of her shaft.
Finally given the chance to pull back, Harry takes a deep breath as he watched the witch stroke her cock rapidly. Seconds later he stares in awe as an intense stream of white cream bursts from her tip. Rather than firing in ropes Rosmerta's cock unloads a long continuous flow of cum, soon quickly filling the glass.
Watching with wide eyes Harry and the girls stare as the ping glass is soon filled almost to the brim, something that is quickly accomplished before Rosmerta firmly grabs the tip of her cock, trapping the last bursts of seed.
"Open wide Harry, you deserve a special taste."
Catching her meaning Harry eagerly leans forward to press his mouth against the tip of her shaft once more, his moans breaking out as the older witch removes her hand to let the remaining flow of cum land in Harry's mouth, quickly covering his tongue in her tasty cream.
Waiting until the witch finally finished, Harry swallow down the mouthful of warm, fresh cum. Her unique flavour bringing a deep moan to his lips as he eagerly looks to the full glass for more.
"I think I have a fan." Rosmerta teases as she watches Harry stare at the glass of cum. "Ready for your meal hun?"
"Actually, could I borrow that for a second?" Hermione asks from the side.
Handing over the glass, the group watch as Hermione takes a long sip from the fresh glass of cum. "Mmm, yummy."
Pulling back she looks at the glass, now seeing the first half an inch missing. "Perfect, Harry open your pants for me."
His cock still hard and throbbing trapped within, Harry happily obeys, soon freeing his firm 4 inch length to the onlookers.
Climbing under the table herself, Hermione brings the glass to sit below Harry's hard cock, while gently grabbing his length with her spare hand. Pressing against him she leans in close to whisper in his ear while her hand firmly squeezes his hard little cock and the tight balls below.
"Cum for me."
Already beyond on edge, Harry instantly begins to unload, gasping deeply as his cock delivers a second smaller helping stop Rosmerta's thick batch of cream.
Squeezing and pulling his cock throughout his climax, Hermione quickly milks the rest of Harry's cum from his shaft. Eventually holding a full warm glass of cum once more.
Climbing back to her seat, she pulls Harry up to sit next to her, sitting the glass of fresh cum before the dazed young wizard.
Reaching into her apron, Rosmerta pulls out a straw which she places into the glass as Harry recovers.
"Enjoy." The older witch says as she leaves the booth once more.
Still recovering, Harry stares at the tempting glass as she notices the three eager pairs of eyes watching him. Leaning forward with a blush he wraps his lips around the tip of the straw as he begins to suck.
Pulling back a moment later, he fails to hold back the moan of pleasure as the three witches grin back at him.
"So… can we make this a regular order?" Harry asks with a sly smile.