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REVENGE OF THE REJECTED

Chapter 3

"Wow," said Harry, "Your bitch cums even harder than Luna. She must really have wanted that!" He turned to Ron with an evil smirk. "Have you ever made her cum like that?"

Ron was crying. Shame and guilt had overtaken the anger as he watched his wife turning herself inside out on his sister's ministrations. Harry was right. He had never been able to make her cum like that, no matter how hard he tried. As he continued to weep, and Ginny continued to lap at the swollen and puffy pussy in front of her, Harry patted Ron's leg, and whispered in his ear: "Time for the main course!"

Ron's head snapped round to stare at Harry. The dominant man smiled back at his captive and walked towards the two sexually charged women. He took a handful of Ginny's hair and pulled her forcefully around to kneel in front of the recovering Hermione, with her back to the whimpering woman. She knew exactly what was expected of her now. She sat back on her heels and looked up in to Harry's eyes. "She tastes amazing", she said as she licked her lips and reached up to begin unbuttoning his jeans.

Hermione had begun to pull herself together and looked up at Ginny's bare back. Despite the redhead obscuring the details of her view, she could tell that she was reaching in to free Harry's cock. Her fear began to rise again as she watched Ginny set to work making him hard with both hands and a series of noises that indicated her mouth was a big factor.

Harry looked down at her. As she reached in to his jeans and took hold of his large cock, she gave him an evil smile. "I can't wait to watch you destroy her", she whispered. She pulled at the thick penis she worshipped, and ripped it free of its cloth prison. It amazed her every time she touched it or saw it. She was astounded that such a substantial member existed in the realms of reality, without magical enhancement. Over ten inches in length, with a bulbous head and as wide as a Coke can for the majority of those inches, she had committed herself to being able to take it wherever there was the potential for it to go. She had never been afraid of a cock, having sampled numerous shapes and sizes during her school years, but at her first experience of this one, two years ago, she came very close.

Harry pushed his jeans down his thighs, freeing his cock completely as Ginny slowly but firmly stroked his length. She kept her eyes locked on to his as she licked the head of his cock and felt him begin to harden properly. She closed her lips around his massive helmet and sucked and licked hard as she continued to move both hands up and down, keeping a death grip on the thickening meat.

As she stroked and sucked, she slid her lips further down Harry's growing length eliciting moans of pleasure along the way. He was almost ready now, she thought. Her fingers could no longer completely encircle his cock, and her jaw felt like it was going to dislocate if she tried to get any more in her mouth. After a brief pause to strip Harry of his remaining clothes, she went back to licking his full length, using as much saliva as she could muster and continually looking up into his dark eyes.

Hermione's eyes widened as Harry pulled Ginny's mouth from his cock and moved towards her. She had heard the rumours about the size of his meat. They had spread like wildfire after Dean Thomas's Hufflepuff girlfriend and her friends had been roped in to judge the "mine's bigger than yours" competition in the Gryffindor dormitories at the start of their fourth year. Within a week Harry had received a dozen offers of pussy from girls across the school wanting to find out if the rumours were true, with dozens more forthcoming throughout the rest of his school life. Some of the offers had been turned down, of course. Even Harry didn't like the idea of fucking a girl who looked like a cross between an elephant and a pig. Some of the offers, however, especially the little Ravenclaw first year, had been quite enjoyable.

Hermione suddenly became a little fearful. She had never had anything that huge inside her before. Viktor Krum was big, and it had hurt for the first few minutes every time he'd fucked her, but this was something else. She couldn't understand how Ginny could still be walking comfortably after two years of having that inside her.

Harry stopped and crouched down in front of her. His cock, too big and heavy to become "erect", hung by her cheek. He took a handful of her hair, and tapped her face with his rock-solid meat, showing how hard he had become despite still pointing towards the ground.

"You can't wait for this, can you?" he asked viciously, yanking her hair back so that she was looking up at him. She whimpered and began to cry again, with the anticipation of pain and violence that she knew was about to happen. "You know you're going to cum all over this as it stretches you out, don't you? You probably won't even feel Ron, the next time." He stood again and moved behind her. While he had been intimidating her further, Ginny had retrieved a long, padded footstool about a foot high. She set it in front of their new bitch, and settled herself, with her legs spread wide just inches from the recoiling and terrified girl's face.

Ginny stroked her wet pussy lips and pulled at her substantial clit. She too was blessed with an oversized member. Her clitoris had begun growing at the onset of puberty, and by the time the transition had spat her out the other end, it was over an inch-and-a-half in length and as thick as her thumb. Every time she had an orgasm, it would grow thicker and longer by half as much again. And right now she wanted Hermione to worship it. She grabbed a handful of the crying girl's hair and pulled her close. She rubbed Hermione's face against her dripping pussy, using her nose as a clit stimulator.

Harry was about to rape Hermione. Ginny watched and smiled as he lined himself up. Harry had begun rubbing his cock against his forced slut's pussy lips, causing her to cry more passionately. He pushed gently, parting her outer lips and ensuring he was in the right place. The last thing he needed was to hurt himself against her pubic bone because he wasn't lined up properly. The crying continued from the other end, mixed with the wet sounds of a cunt being pleasured. He pushed a bit more, and her hole stretched around him as a little over half of the head of his cock penetrated her.

Ron was still weeping over the violation of his love. He was in agony, having had his legs restrained and cramped for well over an hour. Watching his little sister rape his wife's face, and seeing his former best friend lining himself up at her pussy caused him to wail loudly. Everyone heard it. Ron's powerful emotions had broken the silencing charm, sending his cries out around the small room. Harry looked round at Ron and smiled. The noise played a pleasant harmony with the muffled cry coming from Hermione as she was forced to get Ginny off.

The time had come. Harry was ready to utterly ruin Hermione's vagina. With a force fed by years of bubbling hatred, he pushed forwards into the tight hole. Hermione screamed as the rest of Harry's cock head and the first third of his length buried itself in her unwillingly wet snatch. Ginny took the opportunity to force her expanding clitoris into the now open mouth between her legs, letting out a groan of pleasure to join the cacophony. Harry withdrew slightly, leaving his wide helmet lodged in Hermione's incredibly tight vagina. He slammed forwards again eliciting another piercing scream which Ginny once again used to her advantage. His thick shaft was almost completely buried inside the bound and struggling girl. The only thing stopping him achieving full penetration of his newest bitch was her cervix, currently closed against him. Another withdrawal and another violent thrust forwards opened that last barrier and he entered her womb.

He held himself deep inside her, enjoying the sensations that he had waited so many years to feel. Hermione continued to cry as Ginny jerked the girl's head around, using her face to bring her ever closer to orgasm. Ron used his newly recovered voice to cry, wail and hurl abuse at the two rapists attacking his wife. Harry enjoyed the confused movements of his victim's vagina as it squeezed against him trying to close her cervix, and then pushed against the giant rod, trying to expel him completely. He thought that if he just stayed still and let her continue, her pussy would wank him off without any further effort on his part. But where was the fun in that?

He began to fuck her. Slow, fluid withdrawals were followed by fast, violent forward thrusts. Each one brought a new yelp as he buried himself to the hilt in her over-stretched snatch, his cock forcing its way in to her womb every single time. It felt amazing to finally have her naturally tight tunnel squeezing his giant shaft as he continued to pummel her at the same steady pace. He'd been waiting for this for years, and the sight of her pussy stretched painfully around him caused a grim smile to play across his lips. He looked forwards to where Ginny lay, with her fingers gripping Hermione's hair tightly, directing the girl where to put her face and enjoying the sensations of her bitch's nose and lips rubbing against her now pouring pussy and extended clit. Harry knew the signs; Ginny was about to cum.

Hermione was still crying through her firmly closed mouth as Ginny's orgasm hit. Her clit swelled against Hermione's face and the flow of viscous, erotic fluid became a small spurt, and then another. The liquid thinned as it began to leave her body ever faster, until individual spurts had become a continuous squirt. As Hermione had her face rubbed harder and harder against the pulsing, squirting pussy, the flow of juice from the red-head became a jet that covered the receiving girl's face and went in her eyes up her nose causing a spluttering, choking cough. Eventually, the flow of fluid relented, returning to a trickle as Ginny's orgasm subsided and she released the mass of hair. Hermione continued to cough and splutter as she tried to clear her nose and throat of Ginny's cum before returning to crying. Harry had pounded her throughout his partner-in-crime's orgasm, but now he withdrew and rubbed the head of his cock against Hermione's clit. This small action sent her to an unexpected peak of pleasure. Wave after wave hit her without warning; her concentration had been on the rape of her face leaving her mind no room to notice that despite the pain and the lack of consent, what Harry was doing to her felt amazing. Hermione realized, as her own powerful squirting orgasm subsided, that if either one of her abusers could make her cum that hard while she tried to resist, consensual sex would probably be mind-blowing.