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Chapter 2: The Honeymoon
Ginny laid her head back onto the wall behind her as she relaxed into the hot tub. She couldn't help the groan that escaped her lips as the heated water soothed her stressed muscles, and giggled as a large stream of bubbles tickled her legs.
"So are you ready for your wedding day Ginny? You seem pretty relaxed for it to be your big day!" Hermione asked while sharing a look with Fleur.
Ginny blushed in embarrassment, even though they didn't know what she did, and tried to shrug it off as nonchalantly as she could.
"Um, I guess I'm just ready to get it over with? It feels like we've been married for so long anyway, so this is just the cherry on top." She said in response, ducking her head down to hide her face. Hermione seemed to be confused by her weird behavior, but Fleur waved her off and seemed to be caught up in her words.
"Oh 'ow wonderful! It's so romantic t'at you would t'ink about it like t'at. I only wish I had t'at same line of t'inking w'en I married Bill!" Fleur enthused. Ginny could almost see sparkles in her eyes as she swayed back and forth to an unknown tune, seemingly reliving her own wedding day experience.
'Strange, since I remember her dancing the most with Harr-' Ginny's thoughts were cut short as Hermione checked the time and jumped straight up.
"Oh! I'm sorry Ginny but we have to cut this short! You finish up here and we will get your makeup ready for you. Cmon Fleur!" Hermione rambled as she marched out the hot tub and dragged the still insensate witch behind her. Ginny giggled at their antics, but the second she saw the door close behind them she focused in on the real problem she was having.
She tried to ignore the sensations she was feeling, but the feeling of being so dirty while around her friends turned her on more than she thought was possible. Knowing that they had no idea what was going on as she sat across from them, the idea of potentially being caught acting like such a slut, it was all too much for the horny witch.
'I can't take it!' She thought in desperation as she shoved two fingers into her dripping pussy. She could feel the buttplug Harry gave her vibrating in her arsehole all throughout the morning. The redhead couldn't believe she lasted so long while the girls were in the hot tub with her, but the moment they left she knew she had to masturbate.
She threw her head back and moaned in pleasure as she clawed up in her pussy towards her g-spot, while groping and massaging her tits. The rapid schlick sounds of her fingers pushing into her gushing quim were thankfully drowned out by the sounds of the hot tub, but she knew her friends could pop back in at any second.
Ginny bit her lip to stop her moaning from getting too loud as she found herself giving in fully to her lust. She humped her fingers, rapidly ran her thumb over her swollen clit, and tugged on her nipples as she felt her orgasm approaching.
'Just a little bit more! Oooh That's it! Oh fuck!'
Her squeaks and moans grew louder and louder as she approached her peak, and taking the biggest risk of the morning she threw her head all the way back and closed her eyes as she felt her orgasm rush through her. The tension built into her core pulsed through her body as she felt a rush of juices pour out her spasming pussy.
Her walls clenched as tightly as they could on her fingers as they tried to milk her hand like it was a cock in the hopes of getting filled to the brim. Just the thought of one of her boys being there to fill her up before she got to take it in her dress caused a second wave of spasms across her lower body. As her orgasm tapered off, Ginny relaxed back into the tub, but was startled before she could really lay back as the door opened and Fleur poked her head in.
"Your makeup is ready Gin! O' you look really relaxed! Good, t'at s'ould make the next few 'ours go pretty easy! Come on 'un, let us get you ready to, 'ow do you say it? Knock 'arry's socks off, yes?" She said as she motioned for Ginny to come out of the tub.
As Ginny slowly moved to follow on her still weak legs, Fleur turned and nodded at Hermione, seemingly confirming something. Hermione nodded back in affirmation, and hurriedly sent off a quick patronus, then turned to make sure everything was in order. 'Everything is going according to the plan,' she thought in contentment.
-Elsewhere-
"Are you ready for today, mate? It's been a long time coming, but I still can't believe we're actually going through with it!" Dean said as he adjusted his tie. He turned to face Harry, who was still pacing around the room. Dean shook his head and moved to calm his friend down, but just as Dean was about to speak a familiar patronus appeared. It whispered a message into Harry's ear, then dissipated into a silver mist. Dean cocked his head in confusion as Harry started laughing, but didnt have to wait long.
"She took the bait," Harry finally said as his laughter tapered off, "Step one is done, so you can get the stuff ready for step 2. Make sure everything is ready for when we get back home, then go for step 2 during the reception." Harry instructed.
Dean shook his head in disappointment, but nodded in affirmation as he left to apparate back to their house. Harry could barely catch his mumbling as he left, but started laughing to himself again as he heard what Dean said.
"I really thought she could make it till step 2, stupid slag." He murmured as he walked out, leaving Harry to another fit of chuckles.
-Later-
'Right, here we go,' Harry nervously thought as he fidgeted with his tie. He looked around at the crowd of people in front of him, but ignored them all as he looked for his best man. Just before he began to lose himself to his own worries, he spotted Dean hurrying in from a side door and making his way over to their procession. He relaxed when Dean gave him a thumbs up, and chuckled in mirth as what they had awaiting their precious bride.
"Who would've thought we would make it this far, mate?" Dean asked in a mix of amusement and relief as they listened to calming music play. Harry nodded back in amazement, not trusting his voice not to crack as his own emotions came back full blast. Beyond the nervousness at finally going through with the wedding, he was also overcome with joy at how things turned out in his life so far. Yet before he could get too caught up in reminiscing, Dean nudged him to get his attention.
"Look alive Harry, here comes the bride," Dean whispered as Harry turned to the opening doors. He watched, transfixed, as Arthur led his daughter Ginny down the aisle.
Beautiful wasn't enough to describe the sight of his fiance as she confidently strode alongside her father. Harry could feel his heart beginning to beat faster as he fell in love all over again. Her petite but thick body wrapped in a sinfully tight gown that covered so much, yet showed even more off. Her wide hips swayed from side to side and her long slender legs peeked from the side cut of the gown with each leading step. Even the veil she wore did nothing to cover her gorgeous features as Harry gazed past the cloth covering and took in the wide smile painted across her face.
Harry barely noticed it when the pair finally made it to the altar and Arthur stepped away to his front row seat. He almost wished he could rip her dress off and ravish her in front of everyone, but stayed strong as he remembered the plan. Though it still took every ounce of concentration he had to pay attention to the priest and not the hot piece of arse standing across from him.
-Later-
Dean stepped up from his table and tapped his glass a few times to get everyone's attention, then grinned once he noticed all the eyes were on him. "Harry's been a great pal of mine over the past few years. Starting from our impromptu bonding session back at Hogwarts," He said with a wink at the newly wedded pair. He chuckled when he noticed Harry grin in satisfaction and Ginny meekly looked down into her lap, but continued before anyone else could catch on to their favorite inside joke.
"Harry's had a long list of accomplishments he's achieved through his life to his point, which I'm sure everyone has heard of or witnessed by this point, but none of them can compare to the titles he's earned since we were Gryffindor bunkmates. Leader, confidante, friend, trusted advisor, and biggest of all, best mate. Thanks for everything Harry, and I'm looking forward to what adventures you wrangle me and your sweet little wife into next!" He enthused as the hall erupted into applause.
The reception carried on, with the couple cutting the cake and everyone being served their food. Ginny and Harry enjoyed their food, but it didn't take long for Ginny to start making a mess. She had tried her best to restrain herself, considering the butt plug was still active and was currently vibrating in her arsehole, but she had managed so far. Sadly, her string of good luck was rapidly drying up. She was able to cover her mini-orgasm with the guise of her smearing cake on her face, but Harry caught the entire motion from start to end.
'Good, time for step two.' He thought as he gave Ginny a knowing look, then motioned for her to lean in. She hesitated to acquiesce to his non-verbal request, but when she felt her buttplug's vibrations rise in intensity she hurried to fix her mistake. As she leaned in, Harry threw an arm over her shoulder and pulled her in, but unbeknownst to anyone else he had reached under the table to caress her dress-clad thighs.
"Go to the restroom and clean yourself up, but you can't finish yourself off while you're there. Remember the rules honey," Harry cheerily whispered in her ear. Ginny whimpered in dissatisfaction, but mewled in pleasure when Harry pulled her in for a quick kiss. Sadly, it still ended too quickly for her tastes, but after another stern look from Harry, Ginny rose up and headed off towards the bathroom. Due to her rushing, she completely missed the look Harry gave towards Dean as he nodded at him then inclined his head in her direction. Nor did she notice Dean nod back and rise up to leave and follow behind her.
Ginny moved towards the restroom as fast as she could in her dress and heels. Luckily, she didn't run into anyone on the way there. As she made it inside and looked around she didn't see anyone else inside the bathroom. Yet as she relaxed in relief, she found herself jumping in shock as the door opened behind her and Dean came inside.
"So Ginny, has our favorite little witch been a good girl?" Dean asked innocently. Ginny couldn't bear to even attempt to look him in the eye knowing what she had done that morning. Before she could even begin to respond, Dean grabbed her chin and lifted it until she was forced to match his intense gaze. He stared into her eyes for a few moments, seemingly searching for something, then shook his head and sighed in disappointment.
"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny," He repeated as he pushed her back onto the sink counter and forcibly pushed her down onto it. Ginny stumbled in surprise, but Dean left her no time to respond as he pulled her legs apart and hiked her dress up. Ginny felt her hopes rise as he reached and caressed her panty clad core, but felt them rapidly plummet as he stopped and leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"Be honest Ginerva, because I will know if you are lying. Have you broken the rules of our competition in any way?" Dean asked as he traced around her mound.
Ginny could feel her butt plug continue to vibrate in her dirty backdoor, but that feeling was muted compared to how good it felt for Dean's fingers to brush across her lower lips. Dean almost couldn't believe how strong her reactions were, but smirked at seeing how effective Harry's methods were. The constant stimulation of her arse had left her pent up and on edge, so it would only take a few minutes of direct attention for her to cum. Sadly for her, Dean had other plans in mind.
"You've been a terribly bad girl, Ginerva, and you know what happens to bad girls." He whispered as he slowed down his caresses. She gasped and tried to hump his hand, hoping to reach her release before it left her, but she was already too late. Frowning at her disobedience, Dean smacked her across the face then reached behind her to rapidly spank her arse.
Ginny moaned at the feeling of the pain in her bum mixing with the pleasure caused by the vibrating buttplug, but didn't have long to rest. He reached up to tug on her shoulders and forced her dress lower, smirking at her bra-clad breasts. Her bra was less supportive, and more decorative in how it was see-through lingerie, along with a cut out portion that exposed her nipples.
"What an eager little slut! I bet if Harry asked you to pull that dress off during the ceremony and show him these puppies, you would've been naked before he finished his sentence!" Dean taunted as groped her large tits. He slowly fondled her flesh, tweaking her nipples and not so gently pulling on them as he went. Seeing how Ginny was growing closer, he decided to cut her some slack.
'Though she might not like what comes after she gets what she wants.' He thought in dark amusement. He continued his ministrations with one hand, and reached under her bunched up dress to push her panties to the side. He took in Ginny's open mouthed and hope filled expression, before mercilessly forcing several of his fingers into her pussy, and roughly massaged her clit with his thumb.
Ginny covered her mouth as she threw her head back in pure pleasure. The redhead squirted all over Dean's fingers, with the liquid gushing out of her quim and splashing onto the counter and floor. Bright spots filled her vision, and a bout of dizziness hit her as she laid back against the counter. She breathed heavily behind her fingers, but barely had a chance to catch her breath as Dean yanked her off the counter and made her kneel in her own puddle of juices. Before she could even begin to formulate a sentence, Dean smacked her hands away from her face and roughly shoved his newly exposed prick into her mouth.
He didn't waste a moment as he began to mercilessly saw his dick in and out of her tight mouth. He lewdly stretched her cheek, then pulled out and rubbed his slimy tip all over her delicate features. Enjoying the look of her mascara running and ruined makeup. He made sure to add to the ruination by leaving streaks of precum across her face, then thrust past her pretty little lips once again. He groaned in a mix of pleasure and satisfaction as he began to mock the cum drunk witch.
"Fuck yes! I've been waiting to break you in since I saw you walk down the aisle in that sexy little gown!" He taunted as he thrust into her throat. He readjusted his grip on her head, using his fingers to pull her eyelids open then spit down on her face. Ginny couldn't even flinch back since he immediately gripped her hair and began dragging her head up and down his shaft.
"Harry may have been able to kiss you first, but I get the joy of really breaking in those lips! Thats right Ginny, suck that fucking cock. Choke on it for me baby! Fuck yeah!" Dean moaned in pleasure as he lost himself to the sounds of her choking as he frenziedly fucked her throat.
Schlorp, Slllurp Slurrp, GAWK Schlorp Guk
Her wet gagging and sucking echoed around the bathroom, and Dean could feel himself getting closer as he enjoyed the feeling of a cheating blowjob from a newly married witch. Just the thought of being able to beat her own husband to using her in that sexy little gown was enough to push him over the edge, and Dean held nothing back as he continued to force her head up and down his shaft. He barely had to thrust as he bounced her head back and forth, but quickly pulled out and stroked his slimy dick as he felt his release nearing.
"Open wide you fucking slut!" Dean groaned as he felt his balls tighten and his engorged prick pulse between his fingers. Ginny barely reacted as she felt the first few ropes of cum jettison from his prick and splash onto her face. The first few strings landed everywhere from her hair, to her eyes, and even down onto her dress, but Dean quickly adjusted. He aimed into her gaping mouth, pressed his throbbing rob against her nose and came up her nostrils, and leaned down to thrust against the soft silk of her dress as he drenched her gown with his gooey off white load. Groaning in satisfaction at another job well done, Dean tucked his cock away after squeezing the last few drops out, then viciously backhanded the insensate witch.
"Now go back to the party with my cum dripping off your face you stupid bint. And if I catch you disobeying us again, you won't like your punishment after the wedding, am I clear?" Dean warned after he slapped her silly. Ginny held her reddened and cum-stained cheek, but the abuse only made her hornier. She couldn't help the lustful admiration that filled her heart as she meekly nodded. Just the act of the wizard putting her in her place made her want to jump him and ride him until he impregnated her.
Dean tightened his belt and ignored Ginny's lustful gaze, already used to her schemes and advances. He yanked her off her knees by her hair and sent her out the bathroom, making sure no one was watching as he left behind her and headed back to the wedding party. He left in the opposite direction to be sure no one connected any dots, and whistled to himself as he thought of how he was going to tell Harry the good news. 'Not like we didn't already know, but confirmation is always good,' he thought in satisfaction.
"Oh Ginny dear! I thought you went to the bathroom to clean up? There's still a bunch of icing all over your face! You don't want your veil to get dirty do you?" Molly admonished as she brandished her wand. Ginny quickly stopped the Weasley matriarch before she could get her into even more trouble by disobeying Dean's orders.
"Mom, wait! The cake is just really good, I was eating the icing as I made my way back! See!" Ginny enthused as she wiped some of the cum off and ate it off her finger. She could feel her pussy spasming and her stomach drop as she saw her mother's searching look, but relaxed when she noticed her Mom shake her head in exasperation. She barely picked up her buxom Mother's words as she walked past her to the bathroom.
"Well at least she waited until after she married him to act like a slob," Her Mom muttered as she left. Ginny sighed in relief, then continued on her way back to the wedding party, eating more and more of the leftover sperm as she went. 'I really hope there aren't any other close calls!' She thought in relief. Yet her pussy moistened even further at the thought of someone else catching her with Dean's load on her face.
-Later-
"Thank you all for coming! Enjoy the rest of the party, I'm sure Ginny and I will enjoy our own personal after party! Thank you all again, and good night!" Harry exclaimed as he led Ginny down the red carpet and into their vehicle. He smiled at the feeling of nostalgia that filled him, remembering the time he and Ron had stolen the same car to get to Hogwarts after Dobby's meddling, not that they knew it was Dobby at the time.
He gave one last wave, before gently peeling off and pulling on a lever. The car slowly pulled up into the air, and with a press of a button, the autopilot and invisibility charms activated. Satisfied with his preparations, he slowly turned to his wife with a nasty grin stretching across his face. She recoiled at the knowing look in his eye, but quickly ran out of room to run away. He gently reached out to grab her chin and tilted her head back so he could look her in the eyes as he spoke.
"So, a little birdie told me a certain witch has been a very naughty girl. You know what that means, don't you?" He carefully asked, and his grin turned feral at her hesitant nod.
"Then you can start off with an apology, and you know exactly how I like them, dear. Come on, we have a long night ahead of us!" Harry exclaimed as he leaned back in his seat and put his arms behind his head.
Ginny's hesitation began to fade away at the familiar territory, and in a motion as practiced as her spellwork she deftly undid his belt and unzipped his pants. She quickly fished his cock out of his underwear, before pulling them down along with his pants. But as she went to engulf his cock, Harry interrupted her.
"Ah, ah, ah. What do we say first, Gin?" He teased, taking delight in her angry pout.
"Forgive me, master. Won't you let this naughty little witch drain your worries away in return for your forgiveness?" She saucily begged, idly stroking his shaft and kissing his balls to punctuate each word.
"Now there's my little pet. You may proceed, and don't forget to use my favorite pillows!" He warned as he relaxed back into his chair and let her go to work.
Through the years Ginny had progressed in many areas, but her cock sucking techniques were one of her biggest areas of expertise. Years spent secretly sucking his and Dean's dicks whenever they needed some quick relief had been enough for her to refine her technique into something beyond the realms of the average witch.
No other women Harry had slept with through the years could compare, though there were more than a few milfs who had come close. Like Lady Malfoy's silken throat which squeezed his rod like a vice, or Madame Delacour's dual handjob/blowjob which had milked him in minutes. Yet none of them knew his cock or preferences like Ginny had come to.
She knew how much he loved to see her try to suction his balls between her pretty plump lips, or how good it felt when she suckled on the vein alongside the underside of his shaft, or how he always came the quickest when she rapidly popped his tip between her lips as she stroked his base and rubbed his balls.
He moaned in relief as Ginny did all of that and more, coating his entire cock in her spit as she prepared to slide him between her fat fucking udders. He couldn't help but reach up and yank her dress down so he could smack her tits, loving the sight of their rippling as they jiggled in her see-through lingerie.
He watched her throat his cock for a few more moments, then as he grew impatient he decided to hurry this part along. He quickly grabbed the back of her head just as she went to swallow him deeper and forced her nose into his crotch. She choked as his entire length was forced down her throat, but he didn't stop there. He leaned back up to spank her ass as he continued to hump her face, brutally skull fucking the witch as he throughly enjoyed her body.
Harry couldn't wait to experience everything it had to offer for the rest of the night, but didn't want to waste any more time. He had grown almost painfully hard throughout the wedding, and while he had more than a few loads backed up because of the nature of their bet, he was going to lose it if he didn't cum.
'And I know just where I'm going to do it.' He thought as he finally let go of her head and shoved her off of his cock. Ginny was forced to lay back along the front row bench of the car with her legs down in the floor, but Harry didn't care about how uncomfortable it looked. He was only concerned with busting a nut between his wife's massive rack.
So he crawled over to her and straddled her taut tummy, then grabbed his wife's bountiful tits in two large handholds. His cock already dripping in her saliva, but he didn't hesitate to spit on her chest before slapping his throbbing rod down between her tits. He pressed her breasts together, loving the feeling of her soft chest enshrouding his almost painfully erect length.
"Ooo just like that, Master! Fuck those tits! They're all yours! Yes Master, take out all your frustrations on your willing servant! I live to please you, Master! Please relieve yourself using my fat fucking tits! I want to feel your cum running down my breasts! I want you to give me a pearl necklace to match the ring you put on my finger! Oh fuck!" Ginny moaned as he pinched her nipples and began to rapidly thrust into her heavenly cleavage.
He could hear her masturbating, but didn't care whether she orgasmed at this point. Especially since she would be experiencing plenty more before the night was over. No, now was about his needs, and right now he needed to cum on his wife's tits. He moaned when Ginny leaned down to lick at the exposed crown of his cock poking through her massive mammaries.
As he finally finished blowing his load, he quickly reached behind himself to restrain Ginny's hands. She whines at him interrupting her moments before her orgasm, but quickly clams up when he fixes her with a stern look.
"Don't worry, pet. You'll be having your fair share of those once we reach the manor. And surprise surprise, looks like we've arrived!" He exclaimed in false surprise. He smiled when Ginny took the bait, arching her neck to peer around them and see if he was telling the truth, and took the chance to stun her while she was distracted. He quickly sent a patronus to Dean, then hurried to clean her up from the effects of his quick preview. He smiled when a familiar figure opened the passenger door, and grinned up at his best mate.
"Time for step three?" Dean asked in amusement. Harry only nodded as he levitated Ginny's stunned body out of the car and into the manner.
-Later-
Ginny groaned as she slowly came too, and went to sleepily rub at her eyes. Yet she was surprised when she felt a strong resistance on her wrists. She blinked awake and took in her surroundings, recognizing their shared bedroom in the Black Family House for what it was. And yet, there were some new additions to their room. To start, there were several sets of rope tied around the room, along with a table full of sex toys, lubricant, and more rope.
She blushed at the sight of her favorite whip, which left lighting bolt shaped bruises on the victim. It always left her with more physical proof that she belonged to Harry. She also recognized the shock collar she convinced Dean to get her. On top of all that, she noticed that there were several pieces of rope tied around her limbs, attaching her to each of the four posts around the large bed.
She could barely turn her neck to take in the restrictive material tied around her body, as she was tied in a face down ass up position, with the rope not leaving her any slack. So she was forced to maintain her pose, not that it was anything new to her.
"Well, well, well, looks like our naughty little witch is awake! Now, how about we just straight into the show! You want to take point on this one Dean?" Harry asked as he walked into the bedroom.
"Nah, I think I'll let you start this one off, mate." Dean responded as he waltzed in behind Harry. Both men were still wearing their suits, and Ginny realized she was still wearing her wedding gown as well.
"Ah, ah, ah! No getting distracted now, Gin! It's time for you to take your punishment!" Harry teased. He slipped his suit jacket off and rolled up his dress shirt's sleeves, then reached for a familiar item.
"Remember this? The collar you just about begged Dean to get you last Valentine's Day? Well, if you didn't then I'm sure this would jog your memory." Harry moved over to clasp the collar around her neck, then tossed the remote over to Dean. Ginny winced at the feeling of the low buzz it sent throughout her body, but that was nothing compared to the sharp sting she felt on her back.
She glanced up in shock to see Harry had grabbed her favorite whip, and had already set to work in putting it to use. She moaned as she felt it pop against her exposed ass, and her moans rose in intensity as the buttplug and shock collar matched both turned things up a notch in turn.
"C'mon Ginerva, you can't even handle the kiddie stuff like this? We haven't even begun! We still have to get to your real punishment, after all!" Dean darkly taunted, grinning at Ginny's flushed expression.
Her lips were parted as she panted in need, and with her tongue hanging out to complete the image she looked more like a bitch in heat than a proper pureblood witch.
"Pleaseā¦" She muttered lowly in need. Harry paused in continuing his ministrations, and even motioned for Dean to turn down the settings on the shock collar and buttplug, yet that only incensed Ginny further as her orgasm grew farther away rather than closer like she wished.
"NO! Turn them back on! Please! Just let me cum! I promise I'll be good!" She begged as she struggled against her binds, and grew even more frustrated when they didn't budge in the slightest. She growled at the hindrance, but calmed down slightly at the feeling of two sets of hands groping her ass.
"Think she's had enough, for now at least?" Dean asked in amusement. He winked at Harry, who laughed at his reference, but agreed all the same.
"I think we can let her off the hook now. Let's get straight to the main event!" Harry grinned as he stripped out of his clothes and grabbed the large bottle of lube from the nearby table. He didn't even wait for Dean to finish getting ready, as he immediately began to squirt the lube onto his own cock and balls, then hopped on the bed and used his rod to spread the lube along Ginny's tender arse. She moaned at the feeling of his length hotdogging her bum, then squeaked in surprise when she felt him slowly pull the buttplug out of her bum and replace it with his swollen cock.
"Ooooh fuck! Just like that, Harry! Give it to me! Don't hold back on my account! You said this was a punishment right? Then punish my little arsehole, baby! It's all yo-" She was cut off by Dean who pushed his cock into her mouth and slammed himself home into her throat.
"You may be off the hook for now, but don't think you're home free you naughty little minx! You lost the bet, now we get to call the shots. And we aren't letting up until well into tomorrow morning!" Dean promised as he ruthlessly began to fuck her face.
Ginny's muffled moans only enhanced the experience, with her spit pooling at the base of his shaft and dripping down his balls onto the bed. He kept a good grip of her hair, but suddenly pulled out just when he got into a good groove.
"That should be enough. Now scoot over Harry, I've been waiting all day to do this!" Dean yelled in excitement as he jumped across the bed and moved to stand next to Harry.
Ginny tried to catch her breath between her coughs, but her confusion wasn't doing anything to help her regain her bearings. She thought they were going to spit roast her, but instead they were both prodding at her arsehole?
'Oh Merlin!' She thought in realization, but before she could voice any concerns she grit her teeth as a terrible burning sensation spread through her lower body.
"FUCK! Pull out! Pull out!" She screamed as she felt both of their thick rods slowly stretch her arsehole out. She screamed herself raw as they violated her bum in tandem, but could feel her pussy gushing all over the bed.
'I-I'm going to die!' She thought in a panic. Her heart was beating out of her chest, and her poor little cunny was convulsing over and over again. The flood of juices staining the bed never seemed to end as she continued to scream herself hoarse. Then just as soon as the sensation had begun it, it lessened in intensity as she felt both of her boys' crotches pressing against her ass.
'T-they really did it? Oh Merlin, they're both in my arse!' The thought sent another mini-orgasm through her body, and she found herself trembling all over. It got to the point that she was no longer able to hold herself up, and was forced to rely on whatever enchantments were woven into the ropes binding her to keep herself aloft.
"Oh my god, Gin! You're ass feels so fucking tight!" Harry punctuated his compliment with a smack on her ass that caused her to convulse in pleasure. Yet that was nothing compared to what came next.
"Fuck that, lets give it to her mate! We can enjoy all the slow and lovey-dovey shit later!" Dean said as he began to thrust in and out of her overstuffed backdoor. Harry groaned at the friction, but joined in. Rather than match Dean's pace exactly, he reversed it. Pulling out when Dean thrusted in, and thrusting in when Dean pulled out.
Once they got a good rhythm going, it wasn't long before the room was filled with the sounds of their shared moans. Harry hunched over the left side of Ginny's back to kiss her neck and grope her hanging tits, while Dean continued to molest Ginny's ass, groping and smacking it at his leisure. It didn't take them long to realize that Ginny had already blacked out, but it didn't stop them from continuing to enjoy her stretched out back door.
"Fuck, I'm getting close!" Dean huffed as he sped up his thrusts. Getting a competitive glint in his eye, Harry sped up in turn, hoping to be the one to paint Ginny's arsehole first.
"So that's how it's going to be, huh?" Dean asked. Harry just grinned and took the opportunity to speed up even more. They continued to plow her arse in tandem, with their rhythm rapidly changing with each passing moment. After one particularly hard thrust, Ginny was jolted back into consciousness. Yet she found herself greeted with a familiar feeling as Harry began to fill her ass with his cum.
Dean wasn't far behind them, and as their twin loads dripped out of her, they both pulled out and began to wank themselves onto her fat arse. Criss-crossing ropes of cum coated her massive cheeks, before they both collapsed back onto the bed in exhaustion.
"Best. Idea. Ever!" Dean chanted as he raised his hand up to Harry, who grinned and high fived him. They laughed at Ginny's insensate form, which was still continuously trembling and convulsing from their violation of her backdoor. Seeing Ginny was about to pass out again, Harry quickly leaned over and began to smack her back awake.
"Stay with us, Gin. The night is still young! Don't worry, we've got a little something to keep things lively. Dean, toss me two vials of the good stuff." Harry asked as he held out a hand. Dean quickly reached over to the table and grabbed three vials, knocking one back for himself and tossing the other two to Harry. Twin clouds of steam escaped from his ears as the potion took effect.
"Hah, that side effect never gets old to me!" Harry laughed as he poured one into Ginny's mouth and massaged her throat until she swallowed all of it, then quickly drank his own dose of the pepper-up potion.
"Now, let's have some fun while we wait for that to fully kick in." Harry offered as he moved in front of Ginny and motioned for Dean to follow him. As Dean took up a similar position, he grabbed her discarded veil and pulled it back over her head, then ripped a large hole right over her mouth.
"Now c'mon slut. These cocks aren't going to clean themselves!" Harry demanded as he slapped his filthy prick against her veiled face. Ginny giggled at the action, and quickly sucked his cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his length, doing her best to lick up every last drop of cum coating his shaft. Then she pulled off of his tip, noisily popping it from between her lips. She stuck out her tongue to show off how much cum she had gathered, then audibly gulped it all down.
"That's only half the job! Get back to work cunt." Dean commanded as he impatiently prodded her cheek with his own swollen prick. She jumped to get back to work, slamming her head down Dean's shaft and choking herself on his rod. She deep throated him a few times, and even cheekily stretched her tongue out of her mouth to caress his balls.
"Oh fuck yeah, keep going! Just like that, Ginny! Swallow that fucking cock!" Dean encouraged as he humped her face and eagerly pressed his nuts against her chin, sandwiching her tongue between them. She gagged on his length, but took his thrusts like a champ as she expertly deep throated his prick. Then after a few more moments, she slowly pulled off of his now clean shaft.
"Good, now it's time for the real competition." Harry said as he snapped his fingers. Ginny collapsed onto the bed as the ropes released her, but she was quickly lifted back into the air as Harry picked her up.
"The real competition?" Ginny repeated in confusion, but was distracted by two rods entering her holes. She moaned at the feeling of being double stuffed, and glanced back to see Dean pressed against her back while Harry was pressed against her front. She squealed when Harry leaned down to suck on her breasts, and reflexively wrapped her legs around his waist as he and Dean went to town on her holes.
She barely had the brain capacity left to understand Dean's explanation, but she caught the gist of his words as he intermittently paused to suckle on her earlobe and kiss her neck. They had apparently made a side bet on who would be the one to impregnate her, and after their initial celebration, planned to spend the rest of the night sharing her holes and repeatedly filling her up until she drained them dry.
Ginny should have been dissuaded by the notion that they were going to fuck her raw in an attempt to breed her, but instead she was incensed. A manic gleam entered her eye, and she began to bounce herself and gyrate her hips in an attempt to draw Harry's load out.
"Don't you want to fill me up, baby? Don't you want to give me our first child? Don't tell me you're going to let Dean beat you to knocking me up without giving it a fair shot! Is this really all you've got Harry? You might as well pull out and let Dean take his chance if that's really it- Oooooo!" She was cut off from her taunts when Harry smacked her arse and began to mercilessly pound her pussy, suddenly uncaring of whether Dean would match his pace in her arse.
"Yes! Oh yes! That's it, hunny! Fuck me! Ruin me! Knock me up with your seed! Fuck a baby into my tight little pussy! That's what you want right?! To see my hips get even wider, and my tits to swell up with milk? Then don't stop! Oh Merlin, Harry! Harry! HAARRY!" She screamed as she had an explosive orgasm on his pistoning rod. Harry grunted as he began to let loose inside of her, yet he didn't slow down in the slightest. He continued to pound into her, cumming deeper and deeper with everything thrust. Their shared juices dripped out onto the ground as he slowed down, and yet Ginny had a feeling that it had been enough.
'But just to be sure.' She thought deviously, before unhooking her legs from around Harry's waist and pushing him out of her. He stumbled backwards and she took the opportunity to turn and immediately mounted Dean. She grinned at the surprised look on his face, but it was her turn to be surprised when he lifted her up and slammed her down onto the bed. He lifted her legs up to frame her prone body, and slammed himself into her forcing her into a mating press.
"Don't think it's over just like that, Ginny! We've got the rest of the night to see who's going to knock you up! Just because I let Harry be first up at to the beater bat doesn't mean the competition is over!" Dean boasted as he slammed down into her overflowing pussy.
"Then what are you waiting for, Dean? An invitation?" She winked at him and pulled him down into a kiss, swirling their tongues together. She gyrated her hips along his in an attempt to meet his thrusts, but quickly found herself overwhelmed on both fronts. Dean pulled back from the kiss and pinned her arms beside her, then leaned down to suck on her neck as he harshly pounded into her cunt.
"I'm going to fill you to the brim, Ginerva. I can't wait to see your Mother's reaction when she sees our kid for the first time." He promised as he hilted himself inside of her and unloaded his first attempt in the race to knock her up. Ginny convulsed at the feeling of his warm cum flooding her womb, and the image of her Mother's look of shock at seeing her birth a child so unlike her husband was enough to send her completely over the edge.
Dean groaned and felt his orgasm intensify at the feeling of her walls rapidly clenching around his length, milking his rod of every last drop he had. He gave small thrusts as he relieved himself inside of her, letting loose every drop of cum he had available.
'I'd be lucky to be shooting blanks after this if not for the pepper-up vials.' He thought in satisfaction. It only meant he still had a good chance in winning the competition with how much he unloaded inside of her.
"All right Ginny, buckle in for a long nigh- huh?" He was surprised to see that Ginny had passed out again, but knew it was no real hindrance.
"Hey Harry, toss me 2 vials of the pepper-up potion." He asked as he slowly pulled out of Ginny's pussy. Dean didn't hesitate to pour the vial down Ginny's throat, then hurriedly swallowed his own dosage. Ginny hadn't even woken up before he had passed her back over to Harry to allow him to take his turn.
'We've got a long night ahead of us!' He thought in satisfaction, but didn't waste any more time thinking. Instead, he jumped straight back into the threesome, pushing his cock into Ginny's ass to pass the time until it was his turn again.
-Later-
"Oh my 'arry and Dean! S'ould we be worried?" Fleur teased as she made her way into the room with Hermione not far behind her. Dean smirked at her words, then pulled Hermione in a rough kiss, dominating her mouth while his hand was tangled into her bushy hair. Harry pulled out of the newly insensate Ginny, laughing to himself at the sight of her bloated got up off the bed to pull Fleur into a hug, then kissed both of her cheeks.
"Nothing to worry about dear. Unless you want a repeat of your wedding night?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. He didn't get a verbal response, but smirked when Fleur kneeled down and slowly engulfed his cum stained cock with her hot, wet mouth.
He could already hear his friend Hermione choking on Dean's dick, and turned to high five his friend as he relaxed back onto the bed. He was glad they were able to turn Hermione and Fleur into such eager sluts after Bill's wedding, so getting them to snitch on Ginny reneging on their bet was child's play.
As he enjoyed the french witch's fellacio, he couldn't help but reminisce on that night. Drugging Bill, tag teaming another newly married witch, even dragging Hermione into it when she stumbled onto them. 'Good times, good times indeed,' Harry thought in satisfaction, while pushing his cock into Fleur's throat and enjoying the sounds of her frenzied choking.
A/N: Another one bites the dust. I'll leave it up to my P site or another commissioner on if this will continue with the proposed flashback scenes, or in some other manner. Thanks for reading, and I hope you all enjoyed this! If you would like to make your own commission, or want to see more, then feel free to contact me or join my site!
