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18. Ginny's Plaything

Ginny's Plaything by scandalous by lostfanfiction

Summary:

Ginny decides that she's going to get Harry in whichever way she can... So she uses Ron as a sex toy to 'practice'. But what will happen when Harry and Hermione come to stay? Rating: NC-17 Categories: Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley Genres: PWP Warnings: Lemon, Language, Incest Published: 28 July 2004 Updated: 31 July 2004

Categories: Erotica PWP - Porn w/o Plot, Erotica Lemon, Harem/Multi pairing Threesome, Time Line During years at Hogwarts, Erotica Smut Characters: None Status: Abandoned Genres: AU, Erotica, Romance Pairings: Harry/Ginny/Hermione Warnings: Adult Themes, Femslash Challenges: None Series: None Chapters: 9 Completed: No Word count: 16,855 Read: 798,599 Published: February 15, 2009 Updated: February 27, 2009

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2. Chapter 2 by lostfanfiction

3. Chapter 3 by lostfanfiction

4. Chapter 4 by lostfanfiction

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9. Chapter 9 by lostfanfiction

Chapter 1 by lostfanfiction

Author's Notes:

Ginny's Plaything Disclaimer: All the characters (except for the possible inclusion of original characters) are the intellectual property of J K Rowling, Warner Bros., Bloomsbury Books, etc. No copyright infringement is intended, nor any profit made. Note To Readers: Contains scenes where minors engage in both penetrative and non-penetrative sex. Reader discretion is advised. If such material is offensive to you in any way, please don't read it. But please don't tell me how bad it is.

Fourteen-year-old Ginny Weasley was sitting by her rickety old dresser in the Burrow, brushing her long, fiery hair. As most girls of her age would have been, she was thinking about boys, and as a result, sex. She had all but gotten over her little infatuation with Harry Potter, but her hopes that he harboured secret feelings for her still burned strong and bright within her. But, and it was a big but, she didn't start stuttering like a lovesick fool every time he was within a mile of her. Things were progressing. But, she thought, if that ever happens, I'd want to make sure that I can keep him happy, so he doesn't go and dump me for some idiot who gives better head than me. She had, of course, given a few blowjobs in her time, but never got quite the response she had hoped for. But one thing was sure, she loved the taste of sperm, and she couldn't wait to get some more.

But how to practice? Her mind raced over the possibilities: she could date someone from school when she started her fourth year at Hogwarts. But the summer was still young, and there was way too much time that would be wasted if she waited that long. A Muggle boy from Ottery St. Catchpole? Not likely, they'd probably freak out about every little thing in the Burrow.

Her thoughts became more and more scrambled, searching for the perfect way out. She was just short of losing her mind when the perfect solution came walking right through the door. She had paused fleetingly on the idea of practicing on one of her brothers (she had enough, after all), but the idea never really stuck until Ron walked into the door of her room.

'Hey Gin, dinner's ready,' he said. She smiled at him, a predatorial smile that lit up her eyes with a truly evil glint. 'Umm, Gin, why are you looking at me like that?'

'Oh, it's nothing Ron… But I was wondering whether you'd like to have a chat with me tonight, you know, like we used to?' Her voice was the polar opposite of the previous look on her face. She was trying to be the baby sister, who was simply inviting her slightly older brother into her room for a chat with no ulterior motives. But Ginny did have some ulterior motives, and she'd be well on her way to learning how to please a man if all went well that night. She had always believed that men were easy to please. All they ever needed was food, sleep and sex, and they'd be happy. Harry was admittedly a lot less like any other man Ginny had ever known, but she was sure a blowjob or two wouldn't go too far amiss with him.

'Umm… Sure Gin, what time? Is midnight all right? Fred and George are leaving for Lee's place at about eleven thirty, so we'll have the house to ourselves.' It was an innocent comment on Ron's part, but Ginny's mind went into overdrive. They had the whole house to themselves. Their parents were off in Egypt again, with Bill. Charlie was in Romania, and Percy was staying that night at the Clearwaters' house with his girlfriend Penelope. And now that the twins were off to Lee Jordan's house, Ginny's plan was slowly taking shape.

She waited patiently, eating her dinner as normal, and trying to control all the adrenaline that was coursing through her. She could feel her pussy dripping, unsurprising considering the thoughts that had been flying through her head that day. She had wondered how big Harry's cock was, and Ron's too. She had wondered if Harry or Ron had ever had sex, or Hermione. Or maybe with Hermione? A question she'd have to ask her friend when she next saw her. By now she was positively gushing from her cunt, and eleven thirty couldn't

come soon enough.

And finally, they were gone. Ginny had soaked her lacy panties right through, leaving an elliptical wet stain where they had rested against her slit. She had always loved the taste of her pussy, and it turned her on even more to taste her wetness, and smell it as she fingered herself to oblivion. But tonight she would have to hold back, for a little while longer at least. On any other day, she would be already locked in her room, diddling herself silly. But today she had a mission. She decided that things might be a little easier if she lost the panties altogether.

Soon after she heard the telltale whooshing of the fireplace that meant that the twins had left, Ginny walked into the living room to find Ron buried in a Chudley Cannons Annual. Being the confident girl that she was, she decided to just go for broke. She sidled up to him, and settled herself (with much fuss) into his lap, until she could feel something curiously hard poking her in the butt. She smiled to herself before turning to Ron, who had dropped his book in surprise.

'What are you doing Gin?' he asked, obviously honestly confused. Ginny shifted herself over so that his hard cock was pointing at the roof, and was quite obviously in full view of both of them.

'I want to help you with that,' she whispered, pointing down at his cock. In one quick motion, she had unzipped his jeans, and was about to pull his dick out, but Ron stopped her.

'Gin, you're my sister. We can't do anything like that!' he said, his face going very red, and his cock visibly throbbing through his jeans.

'Who says?' she replied. 'No one ever said it was wrong. And look at it this way. It's not like we're going to get married and have kids or anything. It's just for practice. I know you fancy Hermione, and you know I fancy Harry, and we both want to be good for them, and practice makes perfect, so what's the problem?'

Ron had turned redder at the mention of Hermione, but the rest of her words seemed to be taking longer to process. He

was having an almost audible internal debate, and Ginny decided to turn the argument in her favour. She placed her palm on Ron's jeans, right where the head of his cock was, and rubbed it softly. Ron gave out a rather feminine squeak, and he nodded his head, obviously too nervous to speak.

With a confidence born of adrenaline, Ginny reached into Ron's jeans, grasping his cock and giving it a quick stroke before exposing it to the warm air of the living room. She was quite impressed with how big it was, much bigger than any she had seen so far, but still manageable. She gave it a quick lick up and down, making Ron whimper softly, before swallowing it whole.

Ginny knew what to do, both from practice, and some rather interesting magazines she had come across in the twins' room. Her mother had also left a sex manual lying around, and Ginny had just happened to read the chapter on oral sex. She had never had a man go down on her before, and she was hoping that Ron might be game. Her private orgasms were all well and good, but she needed something more powerful, more intimate.

By now she was sucking Ron very hard, and he was moaning and groaning loudly. Ginny tasted a drop of pre-cum on his dick head, and began playing along his cock-hole and foreskin with her tongue. While she continued the assault on his cock, she began to remove her clothes. She had made sure that nothing would have to go over her head, so that she wouldn't have to lose contact with the cock she was now happily sucking. Ron was moaning her name now every few seconds, half in pleasure and half in disbelief that his little sister was sucking him off in the middle of their living room at home. The shock was wearing off however, and the fact that his orgasm was fast approaching did not go unnoticed by him.

Ginny knew it too. She had felt him twitch inside her as he fucked her mouth, felt his balls tighten in preparation for his impending release. She held her mouth close by the tip of his cock as she jacked him off, and the feeble grunt that Ron let out was warning enough. He let fly a huge amount of cum, all over her face. It seemed to have only just registered to Ron that his sister was completely naked in front of him, and his

cum was dripping from her face, down her neck and onto her beautifully proportioned tits and flat, gorgeous stomach.

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Ginny have never felt better about one of her plans working. She had had several experiences with Ron since the first time she had given him a blowjob. And recently he had even been the instigator. The fact that she was doing something so forbidden also pushed her on further, making her want to do more and more with her youngest brother. She loved the power high she felt every time she got Ron off. She loved the feeling of his matted cum sticking in her hair, making the strands clump together.

But she always saw Harry's face where Ron's was, and Harry's larger (or so she thought) cock instead of Ron's. Now Ron's cock was by no means small, and Ginny was surprised to see the difference. The last time she had seen it was when they were both much younger, Ginny nine and Ron ten. But Ginny certainly didn't want her brother to pop her cherry. That pleasure was solely reserved for a certain Mr Potter, or else she had promised herself that she would die a virgin.

Her escapades with Ron had made her much more self- assured, as well as making her crave cum even more. She had thought of trying to convince Fred and George to join their little parties, but thought better of it before long. But something happened on a bright Tuesday morning that changed absolutely everything. Hermione came to visit. Ginny knew that she had two options: she could either completely stop her little adventures with Ron, or she could let Hermione into her little perverted secret, and they could add one to their number.

Ginny knew the wild side of Hermione like few others. Hermione was just as horny as any other girl, behind her prim, proper exterior. Ginny knew that she had lusted after Harry, not to mention Ron. But the fact remained that while her sex drive was very healthy, her confidence that Harry and Ron found her attractive was far from healthy. Ginny decided that the latter course of action was in order. She had also wanted to experiment with another girl, something that had always turned her on.

The explanations went through without a hitch, save for Ginny's stuttering and blushes. But Hermione was all for it,

and even engaged Ginny in a quick but passionate kiss before they set out to look for Ron. They had the house to themselves every day, as Mrs Weasley had various things that were taking up her time lately. So they had been around the house, sampling each room while carrying out their fantasies. Hermione also seemed keen to eat Ginny out, but they both avoided each other out of embarrassment and fear of what the implications of crossing that particular boundary would be. Both were well aware of the fact that having sex with someone of the same gender didn't automatically make someone gay, but the grey area in between was something that neither had any experience with.

It was the day before Harry was due to arrive, and Ginny was on edge. She had taken to finding Ron every few minutes, to see whether he was hard again. Each time he was, she would get him off, guzzling the cum as if her life depended on it. Harry was due in the evening, and it was still rather early in the day. Hermione was sitting naked on the couch, making some of her knobbly elf hats. The three had taken to walking around the house naked while they had it to themselves. All the elder Weasleys had made their apologies, saying that they would not be back to the Burrow for a few days at least. Bill had Apparated from Egypt especially to install some extra wards around the house. So they were alone for a few days, but kept themselves very busy.

But Ginny started feeling a gaping emptiness within herself. She could pinpoint the start of the feeling to the day she had seduced her brother, but she wasn't sure what it was. But of course Hermione would know! Ron was still recovering from the ravaging he had received from Ginny's mouth, and was lying on his bed upstairs. So she could have a private chat with Hermione while she knitted. But when Ginny found her, the half-made elf hat that she was knitted had been left aside, as what Hermione was doing needed the use of both her hands. Her eyes were closed as she sat on the couch, and two fingers of her left hand were firmly embedded in her pussy. She would thrust them in and out at intervals, while her other hand twisted and pulled on her erect nipples. Hermione was so lost in her pleasure that she didn't hear a single sound that Ginny made, and Ginny was able to get close enough to have a very

good view of what was going on in Hermione's crotch.

Being so close to her pussy made Ginny very horny, and as a result that much more daring. She made up her mind in an instant, and her tongue snaked out to meet Hermione's sopping wet slit. Hermione's eyes flew open the second Ginny made contact with her cunt, and her face was visibly torn between surprise, pleasure, and extreme arousal. Her nipples were distended, and had visibly darkened in the past few seconds. She looked both as excited and scared as Ginny felt. Ginny tentatively took another lick of her crotch, and Hermione let out a primal moan of pleasure. Ginny was surprised at how different it tasted to her own pussy, but she loved it. She became more and more daring with every moan she elicited from Hermione. Hermione's clit had come out from under its hood, and was standing to attention like a little cock. Ginny sucked on the sensitive little nub, and the suction sent Hermione into a frenzy of pleasure. She bucked, moaned and screamed, eventually rewarding Ginny's waiting mouth with a flood of her sweet cum.

By now the nervousness that had existed between the two girls had completely disappeared, and Hermione immediately traded places with Ginny, burying her face deep within Ginny's clean-shaven moist folds. Ron, who had heard Hermione's screams, had come down to see what the problem was. He didn't expect to see his sister locked in a sexual embrace with one of his best friends, but it was altogether too arousing a sight to miss. Hermione had staunchly refused to suck him off, and while being jacked off by her was better than nothing, he desperately hoped to catch her too impassioned to resist. But the two girls seemed to be getting along just fine without him, and he began to jack himself off once more. His cock was sore from all the attention Ginny had been giving it throughout the day, but it was such a relief to be able to ease the pressure anyway.

The two girls had rolled onto the floor in their lovemaking, and had turned into a sixty-nine. Both girls were breathing heavily, both on the brink of orgasm. Ron had never seen a pussy close up, so he stopped wanking and got up to take a closer look. He was irresistibly drawn to Hermione's wet slit, and felt an uncontrollable urge to just stick his tongue out and lick it. His moment arrive when Ginny's orgasm hit, and she

was no longer able to continue eating Hermione out. She rolled away from their embrace, fingering herself furiously to prolong her orgasm. Ron leapt on the chance and buried his face in Hermione's hot snatch, taking long, languid licks before tongue-fucking her gently.

Hermione's orgasm hit just as fast as Ginny's, and she too was writhing on the floor in ecstasy before long. Ginny by now had recovered, and licked the last vestiges of her pussy juice off her fingers before turning to look at Hermione. She was shocked to see Ron there, and wondered how much he had actually seen. But she was wholly unsurprised to see his face buried in Hermione's snatch. He looked in desperate need of a blowjob in Ginny's opinion, as his cock was standing stiff as a flagpole, and throbbing visibly.

She lowered herself between Ron's legs, and began to suck him. She could now hear two sets of moans, the louder being Hermione who was about to cum. Ginny closed her eyes to savour the forbidden taste of her brother's cock, when an unexpected voice broke through her cloudy mind.

'Well, well, this looks like fun. Sorry to interrupt.'

It was Harry.

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Chapter 3 by lostfanfiction

Ginny turned around slowly, hoping and praying that her ears had deceived her. She was hoping desperately that Harry wasn't standing right behind her, watching her suck her own brother off. As cruel luck would have it, it was him. But Ginny was surprised to see that he was smiling, while obviously looking Hermione and herself up and down. The smile playing across his lips was mysterious, but Ginny had no time for these games. But before she could utter a single word, Harry had left the room with a sweep of his cloak. She wondered where he would go, and hoped that he wasn't really feeling like he should have left them alone.

Ginny's face was beet red. She had just been caught giving her own brother a blowjob by the boy she fancies. She thought things couldn't get much worse. Instead of setting out to find Harry, she made her way to her own bedroom to have a good cry. Maybe that'll make things better, she thought. She walked the familiar route up the stairs to her room, her eyes covered by her hands the whole time. She opened the door, and dragged her feet across the floor as she made her way to her bed. She was about to fall on it when an intake of breath that was not her own stopped her dead. She was still naked, and Harry was sitting on her bed. And he was naked too! Ginny couldn't help herself as her eyes strayed over his entire body, taking in his muscular torso, lithe form, and massive cock. She had underestimated him, even in her wildest dreams! It wasn't that he was much longer than Ron, for their lengths were quite similar. But he had the thickest cock that Ginny had ever seen, including in all the dirty magazines she had 'borrowed' from the twins and Ron.

She was so shocked to see him that her tears had retreated back into her eyes. She stood there before him, completely unaware that he too was looking her up and down approvingly. Her perfect tits complete with blushing nipples standing to attention. Her perfectly shaved slit, with a guiding line of hair to her sweet pussy. Her tight, firm ass, all served to create a rather alluring specimen of womanhood. Ginny had recovered soon enough, and could feel the pussy juice dripping from her sopping cunt and running in rivulets down her leg. She wanted to pounce on Harry, make him fuck her into oblivion, until all she could feel was the pleasure in her

pussy, and all she could see was the endless depths of his emerald eyes. But she knew that jumping him there and then would be a sure way to make him lose interest, so she feigned nonchalance as she began to talk.

'So, what exactly are you doing in my room Harry?' she said. Harry just smiled his mysterious smile once more. 'I would have thought that was obvious,' he said, 'considering the state you've put me in.' He pointed down at his cock. 'I believe it's your job to finish what you've started, am I right?'

Ginny wasn't quite sure how to interpret what he had just said, but from every angle she could see, she was sure that he wanted either a blowjob from her, or to fuck her.

'But first,' he continued, 'let's take care of your little problem, shall we?' He gestured to her cunt with a finger, before standing and walking towards Ginny. His finger was still outstretched, and with every step towards Ginny he took, her breathing became more and more laboured. When he was finally by her side, she thought she would pass out from the heat passing between their bodies. He ran his calloused hands gently over her body, making gooseflesh spring up on her skin in his wake. Every touch was pure pleasure and extreme torture rolled together for Ginny. It seemed an age that she had yearned for his touch, and now she had him all to herself. Harry pushed her over onto the bed, his fingers playing with her nipples while his palms cupped her tits from below. She was moaning in wanton need, in pure lust.

Harry began to kiss a trail, starting in the valley between her breasts, and finding his way southwards. When he finally reached her untouched pussy, he gasped at its sheer beauty. Harry teased Ginny mercilessly, licking all around her slit, but never making contact. Ginny was writhing in anticipation, just hoping and praying that he would conclude his game soon. But when he showed no signs of letting up, she literally took matters into her own hands. She grabbed his head (and ran her fingers through his hair, thereby fulfilling another fantasy) and moved it to point directed into her pussy.

'Oh, is that what you want, Miss Weasley?' he said coyly. Ginny's speech was unintelligible, save for a few words. 'Stick…in…fuck…please…tongue…now…pussy…' was all Harry

could understand, but he got the general idea. He had been in this position several times with other girls, and he had been quick to grasp the general concept. Using his skilled tongue, he had Ginny screaming and moaning before long. She moaning Harry's name, blessing his perfect tongue over and over while she rode the strongest orgasm in her life to date. Several minutes passed in relative silence while her heart rate returned to normal.

But suddenly Ginny's desire to lose her virginity to Harry had fled. She realised that it was something she could not take back in that instant, and had a desire to keep it for a little while longer. She wanted Harry to be the one to take it, naturally, but hoped he would be content with a blowjob for now. She peered down at his stiff cock, throbbing and standing to attention. She played the same game as he, kissing her way down but never touching anywhere sensitive. But Harry was patient, and soon Ginny seemed more bored of the game than Harry. She had been experimenting with deepthroating Ron recently, but judging by the girth of Harry's cock, she wouldn't be able to handle it.

She did her best to get as much of him inside her as possible, and he was soon thrusting in and out in time with her bobbing head. He was whispering nonsensical endearments as Ginny pleasured him. They were both unaware, but they had an audience at that moment. Hermione and Ron had obviously been drawn to Ginny's room by her screams and moans, and were now pleasuring themselves in the doorway. Ron was surprised, not to mention rather impressed and jealous of the size of Harry's cock. Hermione was looking at it with undisguised awe as she fingered herself, something that didn't go unnoticed by Ron. His jealousy grew slightly at that, and he continued to watch Hermione as she fingered herself into a daze while her undivided attention was focused on Harry and his dick.

Harry too was working himself up into a frenzy. He tried to get the words out to warn Ginny of his impending climax, but his voice failed him. By now he was using Ginny's mouth like he would a pussy, and he could feel the head of his cock hit the back of her throat with every thrust. And she seemed to love it. Harry caught sight of a small wet patch on the wooden floor below Ginny, and was surprised to see a small puddle of her

pussy juice that had collected. His eyes sought out her pussy, which was dripping and spilling its juice all over Ginny's legs and the floor. The smell of it assaulted Harry's nostrils once more, and he felt hornier than ever and fit to burst. With an almighty groan and a shudder, Harry spilled his sperm into Ginny's gaping mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but Harry was still coming, and a lot of it dribbled over her lips and fell in strands over her tits.

Harry took his semi-hard cock out of Ginny's mouth, and gave it a few strokes to clean out any bits of cum left, and to get it up again. But he wasn't expecting Hermione to come rushing past him to clean Ginny up, and with her tongue no less! Harry was rock hard within seconds once more, at which point he caught wind of the conversation the two girls were having.

'Oh my god Hermione, his tongue is so amazing. I had four orgasms in a row! And doesn't his cum just taste amazing?' Ginny cooed. Hermione nodded silently, while Harry blushed. But no one noticed Ron as he slunk away to his room. GSG

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Hermione and Ginny were still commenting on the size of Harry's cock when Ron had left Ginny's room. Harry was becoming rather embarrassed with all this talk, but horny nonetheless. He kicked himself mentally as he looked upon Ginny and Hermione, and wondered why he had never thought of them as girls. He had known they were female, of course, but it had never registered in his mind that they actually might have all the body parts that turn him on. Until today. Today, both Hermione and Ginny were the most beautiful girls he had ever seen, and he wanted to let them feel what they meant to him.

They were still deep in conversation when Harry approached them. He pushed them both gently onto the bed, so that they lay side by side with their legs spilling over the end. Harry stuck two fingers inside Ginny, who had already had a taste of Harry's tongue, and began to finger her. He meanwhile approached Hermione's beautiful cunt with his face, and his tongue snaked out to meet her virginal pink slit. He frequently switched between the two girls, pushing them both to the edge of climax before letting them down again. Before long, Hermione couldn't take the pressure in her loins, and before Harry could move away again, had grabbed his head and crushed it into her pussy. Hermione was beyond horny now, for she was on her way down from her fourth orgasm of the day. Harry was still taking care of Ginny with his talented tongue, but his cock was throbbing visibly as he knelt.

Hermione was always one to try new things, and although she felt bad that she had been around Ron for much longer and never sucked him off, she thought that this opportunity was just too good to miss. While Harry continued working on Ginny, Hermione slunk off the bed and crawled between Harry's legs. She licked his balls slowly, causing him to jump, before she moved her tongue to the underside of his cock. Her tongue reached the tip of his dick, and was rewarded with a pearly drop of salty pre-cum. Ginny by now was screaming in ecstasy, and she too began to sink to the floor to return the favour to Harry. Hermione now had as much of Harry inside her mouth as she could, and she was sucking him off like her life depended on it. She had just had her first taste of cum barely minutes ago, but already she was addicted to it. She

knew that she would be just as bad as Ginny before long. Hermione took to wondering why girls didn't like the taste of it, while she created as much suction in her cheeks as she could. Ginny was now working on Harry's balls and asshole, licking the delicate ring and causing Harry to gasp with surprise and pleasure each time her tongue made contact.

Ginny lay herself down on Hermione, so that their tits were crushed into each other. As Harry went closer and closer to orgasm, Ginny and Hermione started playing with each other's clits, and they too were soon moaning in time with Harry, although rather muffled through their mouthfuls of cock. Harry was about to explode when there was a sharp knock on the door, and the bustling form of Mrs Weasley filled the doorway. Harry felt like he had been petrified. He could only imagine what it looked like to Mrs Weasley: he, Harry Potter, naked on the floor of her only daughter's bedroom, with her and her best friend sucking his dick like there was no tomorrow.

'Oh, I'm sorry, Ginny dear. I didn't mean to disturb you. Come downstairs when you're done?' she said. Ginny looked as shocked as Harry. No doubt she wasn't expected her mother back already, and she certainly wasn't expecting that sort of reaction from Molly in any case. Well, Harry thought philosophically, if she doesn't mind, I guess I'm doing alright. He then found his mind inexplicably wandering unbidden into thinking about what Molly Weasley would look like naked. She had always been like a mother to him, and that was another thing that attracted her to him. When he had walked in on Ginny sucking Ron off, it was one of the horniest sights he had ever encountered, and he realised then that incest really got him off.

As thoughts of Molly floated through his mind, he was vaguely aware that Ginny and Hermione had begun to suck him off once more. He exploded very quickly as he wondered whether Molly's tits were as big as they looked. They cleared themselves up quickly, and were the girls were about to get dressed when Harry had an idea.

'Hey, hang on a second. Mrs Weasley didn't really seem to mind that we were, you know…' Hermione and Ginny nodded in understanding. 'So why don't we just hang out like this. It

would make everything a hell of a lot easier. Not having to get through all that clothing and stuff.' They agreed hurriedly, and Harry was aware that both of their pussies were dribbling rather obscenely once more. He stuck a finger of each hand into both of their cunts, and began to walk towards the door. As he thought, they followed him in order not to lose the pleasure he was bringing them.

As they entered the kitchen, Molly ushered them to sit down without turning around. But Harry had an idea. He walked up beside her and asked whether she needed help with anything.

'Oh no Harry dear,' she said as she turned towards him. But then she stopped dead. Harry's cock was erect once more, and was pointing obscenely at Molly's stomach. She seemed speechless for a moment, and Harry took the opportunity to speak.

'What's wrong Mrs Weasley?' he asked innocently. Molly looked flustered, and opened her mouth to speak. But nothing came out. Ginny and Hermione had caught on to Harry's game by now, and Ginny was the first to break the ice.

'Mum, if you like Harry's gorgeous, fat, long, tasty cock, you can just ask him for a lick. I'm sure he won't mind!' she chimed. Molly's face went a darker shade of red, and she looked Harry in the eye. He nodded quickly, and Molly was on her knees in no time, deep throating him like a porn star.

'Now, now, Mrs Weasley. That's not fair at all. I've wanted to see your tits all evening, and you've still got all your clothes on.' Molly began tearing her clothes of at a tremendous speed, releasing her tits to the air. Ginny was feeling very horny at that moment, and dove between Hermione's legs to taste her sweet cunt. She also sank three of her fingers into her own pussy, and pumped them in and out to mimic a cock. Ron chose that exact minute to enter into the kitchen, and he froze dead in his tracks as he discovered what was going on there. He was all ready to rip Harry limb from limb until Hermione stood up and coaxed him to take his clothes off and join in. He was still unhappy with the fact that his own mother was sucking his best friend off, but it didn't seem like Harry meant any insult to him by doing it, so he let it slide, expecting an explanation at another time.

Ron's eyes were closed. Hermione had just begun jacking him off, and Ginny was still between her legs when he felt wet warmth enclose his cock. He was shocked to see that it was Hermione, who had so far completely refused to so much as kiss his dick, take it in and suck it lovingly as a small child would a lollipop. Ron was so shocked that his orgasm was temporarily put on hold by his overtaxed mind, but once he realised what was going on, he blew his load right there and then. What surprised him even more was the fact that Hermione swallowed the whole thing without a second thought before moaning loudly as her own orgasm claimed her body. Ginny climbed out from between her legs, and laid herself down on the table, leaving her pussy wide open for Ron, who gladly accepted the invitation. Even though it seemed that being sucked off by your sister wasn't a problem in the Weasley house, it seemed so forbidden to be eating her out.

Meanwhile, Hermione had found her way to a kneeling Mrs Weasley, and had attached her hungry mouth to Mrs Weasley's throbbing cunt. She could feel the wetness, and smell the intoxicating odour that told volumes about just how horny this middle-aged slut really was. She seemed to love lavishing attention on Harry's fifteen-year-old penis, and Harry could just about see her left hand drifting down towards her crotch as she continued her oral assault on him. Ron by now was grunting heavily and pumping Ginny's mouth full of cum. Ron seemed to finally gain his wits, and almost fled but was held back by Ginny. She sat up on the table now, displaying her perfect cunt to Ron once more.

'Lick me Ron,' she pleaded. Ron nodded, thinking how that was quite the sexiest thing he had ever heard in his life. Both Ron and Harry had recently come to the conclusion that Play Wizard was but a poor echo of real sexual contact. They were, however, both still virgins. They weren't all that bothered about that, as they knew they could have lost it anytime since they turned thirteen, but were in no hurry to do so. Mrs Weasley was shuddering now, and Harry's cock flopped out of her mouth as she collapsed to the floor in the throes of orgasm. Hermione moved out from between her legs and engulfed Harry's obscenely swinging cock in her warm mouth.

'I'll leave you kids to finish up here then, shall I?' Mrs Weasley said kindly, replacing her bra on her beautiful tits. All four nodded quickly before returning their attentions to the matters at hand. But now Ginny could take no more of the aching emptiness within her. She pushed herself up to a sitting position on the table before removing Ron's head from her pussy. She turned to Harry who still had his cock in Hermione's mouth, and cleared her throat to get his attention.

'Fuck me Harry,' she said, 'I can't take it any more… I want you inside me. I want to feel you cum in me. Please, please… fuck me.' It was a strange invitation in the middle of a kitchen, and while Ron didn't look displeased, he hardly seemed over the moon about the situation either. Hermione seemed to want to keep her virginity intact for that day at least, much to Ron's consternation. Harry approached the table that Ginny had lain down on, his legs wobbling slightly as if they were made of jelly. He wasn't sure why he was so nervous, as he was sure he would be all right. The jealous looks that Ron was throwing his cock was a morale booster, as was the admiring one from Hermione, who gave it a quick stroke as he passed her.

Harry caressed Ginny's body as he pushed first two, then three fingers into Ginny's tight fuck-hole, all the while rubbing her clit with his other hand.

'I said fuck me, Harry, not make love to me. We've got plenty of time for that. I want it fast and hard,' Ginny whispered as she drew Harry close. 'Make me scream your name. I want to feel that cock inside me.'

At that, Harry lined his cock up and thrust hard into her, feeling a slight resistance break. He was thrusting in and out of Ginny's tight and warm cunt faster than he knew he should, but it felt too good to slow down. But Ginny's screams only made him want to go faster.

'Oh god Harry, you make me feel so good. You fucking stud, it doesn't even hurt! I want you to cum inside me; I want to feel you cum with me. Fuck me harder!' she screamed. And Harry obliged her as much as he could. They didn't quite cum together, as Ginny was much too excited to hold out for very long. Harry wasn't too far behind though, and Ginny purred as Harry's warmth enveloped her from the inside outwards.

Harry lay down on top of her, his cock rapidly getting softer within Ginny's pussy. Hermione, who was very turned on by what she had just witnessed, pushed Harry over to lie beside Ginny before she began to lick and suck all of Harry's cum out of Ginny's tight quim.

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Chapter 5 by lostfanfiction

Hell Hath No Fury. . .

Ron was pissed off. Why shouldn't he be? His mother had just sucked his best friend off, his younger sister had just fucked him, and the girl he fancied gave his best friend a blowjob before she gave him one. All this, and Harry had only been in the Burrow for a few hours. Three hours to be exact. He raged at all his possessions, of which there were very few, before realising that he had to take it out on someone, rather than something. Harry was out of the question, because his temper tantrums could force the whole house down from its foundations, and Ron really didn't want that. Ginny was his younger sister, and he could hardly blame her for fucking Harry. She had fancied him forever, and it was just a bit wrong (but very arousing) in Ron's mind to be fucking his own sister.

Hermione. She was the one who had caused him the most

pain. He didn't know why she had chosen to suck Harry's dick instead of his own. He had been pleading with her since she had joined their little get-togethers, but she had staunchly refused. And then she comes down to the kitchen and sucks him off like she had done it a million times. But it most certainly wasn't her first time. Because that first time was with Harry. Harry Fucking Potter, the king of the fucking World. Well, he wasn't going to stand for it. Hermione was going to make her choice, and she was going to make it now. If she chose him, he might be able to forgive her. He didn't know what he was going to do if she didn't. There was no way he could send her back to her own house. Harry would want her around, and so would Ginny. And nobody could go against Harry Potter, could they? He was just so. . . perfect.

Ron trundled down the stairs towards Ginny's room, his cock swinging wildly as he took the steps two-at-a-time. He could hear sounds of distant moaning from behind her door, and hoped to God that Harry wasn't in there. He didn't want him to hear any of this. He knocked loudly, and opened the door. Ginny and Hermione were in a sixty-nine, and looked none too happy at being disturbed.

'Gin, could you excuse us? I need to talk to Hermione,' he

said, barely con-cealing his anger.

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'Look, Ron, I'm about an inch away from cumming, and you'd better wait until that's happened before you start talking. I'm not letting anything, and I mean any-thing come in the way of this one. I'm as fucking horny as a bitch on heat, so just shut up for a second,' Hermione replied, pushing Ginny's head back into her cunt. Ron's face was growing steadily redder and his dick steadily harder as Hermione started moaning once more. Ginny had her clutching the duvet before long, and only a couple of minutes had elapsed before Hermione came, a goofy grin attached to her face.

Ron decided to go for the broke, realising that it was probably the only way that he would get a straight answer out of Hermione.

'Hermione, are you all right to talk now?' he asked sarcastically, continuing at a feeble nod from her. 'Why did you suck Harry off first, even though I had been asking you for so long?'

'Well, Ronald, he didn't pressure me into it. He didn't even ask me whether I would. He didn't expect a fucking thing from me, except maybe a handjob. Nothing serious at all. Whereas you, you've been pressuring me to do everything you want since we started all this. First you wanted me to give you a blowjob, and then the minute Harry gets laid; you want to do the same to me. Why is it such a problem to keep up with what Harry's done?' she finished.

'You really want to know why? Because Harry Fucking Potter gets whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. He gets girls flying at him from every side, and he could have had the pick of them. But instead the only girl I fancy sucks him off. Now is that fair?'

'Fair, Ron? You want everything to be fair? He doesn't have parents, he's got a fucking mentalist Dark Lord after him, he

has to stay with those fucking Dursleys for god knows how long each year, and you want to play fair? I reckon a blowjob every now and again is the least he deserves for all he's done for the world. It's because of him that this place is going to be worth living in. So don't even start on that.'

'But why did it have to be you? Why couldn't it have been someone else?'

'Because, Ron, Hermione wanted to do it,' Ginny cut in.

'Right, Hermione?' Hermione nodded.

'Right, fine, keep your sodding Potter, and you,' he looked at Ginny, 'can have him too. I don't care. I'll get someone else to suck my dick. I'm sure loads of girls will be more than willing.'

'There is another thing,' screamed Hermione, now as red in the face as Ron, 'his cock's bigger than yours. I'm definitely looking forward to riding it.' Ron looked crestfallen, but Hermione either didn't notice, or didn't care. She looked like she had, had enough of Ron's bullshit to last a lifetime. Harry was much lower maintenance, and his cock was bigger. A win- win situation if she had ever seen one. 'And good luck finding a girl. You'll need all the luck you can get. With that attitude that you have, you'd be lucky to find a dog to luck peanut butter off your balls.'

'Fine, you fuck Potter. Fuck anyone you like, I don't care. I thought I knew you, and I really liked the person that I knew. But it just shows how wrong

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someone can be.'

'Well, I'll have to re-evaluate my opinion of you too, Ron.

Because it seems that I've made a big mistake too. I thought that you were actually Harry's friend, not someone who stood by his side just because of all the second-hand glory. Fuck off.'

Hermione turned back to Ginny, and engaged her mouth in

a soul-searing kiss while she inserted two fingers into her hot cunt. 'Come on Gin; let's go find someone who isn't so stuck up. And by the way Ron, you might want to clean that dick of yours off. It smells like it's been up your ass.' Hermione turned away at that, leading Ginny out of the door. She missed the extra blush that Ron was trying hard to suppress as she passed.

Ron was feeling miserable. It didn't look like Hermione and Ginny had told Harry about what he had said, but he felt terrible for saying them in the first place. He didn't even want to apologise to Harry, because he knew Harry would forgive him, and he didn't believe he deserved it. He also rued taking all his frustrations out on Hermione; now he had lost her, and he knew this time it was forever. It wasn't just a fight, this was real. And he didn't know how he could handle it without her. He wandered about in the orchard where they had played so many Quidditch 'matches' together, thinking back on the times when everything was easy, and when the only thing that mattered was how well they did in class. Fights with Hermione were mended with a quick apology, but not today. He wouldn't be surprised if she never spoke to him again, but hoped against all hopes that she would. No matter what he might have said, he still held a flame for her, one that was fuelled ever higher when he learned of her faithfulness. Tough shit for him, he was the idiot. And he knew it too. But he couldn't change, that just wouldn't be Ron.

He soon found himself by the brook that ran down from

Stoatshead Hill, and followed it down back towards the Burrow. He had just reached the family's favourite picnic spot when he caught sight of something he could have lived without seeing. His father, obviously home early from work at the Ministry, was fucking his mother. She was bent over, her fingers nearly touching her toes, and his cock was going in and out of her at a rapid pace. They were both moaning each other's names, and Ron was revolted and turned on at the same time. His perverted side soon won his mind over, and he moved towards them for a closer look. He soon realised that his mum was being fucked in the ass, his dad's balls smacking against her dripping pussy with every thrust. His dad gave a final thrust and a grunt, before pulling himself out and jacking off over Molly's cunt. Ron was impressed with his Dad's size, but it was of course nothing compared to Harry's thick

monster. Ron, without thinking, started jacking himself off too, using a drop of pre-cum that had collected at the tip of his dick to lubricate his circumcised cock-head.

He was thinking about what he had just witnessed, as well

as the first time he had seen Harry's cock. They had been in the boys' showers in Gryffindor Tower, and Harry had been coming out of the shower as he had been going in. He was fully

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erect then, playing with himself as he walked, not a care in the world. Ron had immediately become hard himself, and made a hasty escape into one of the shower cubicles before Harry caught sight of him. He had returned to their room that day to find Harry, Dean, Seamus and Neville all sitting on Harry's bed, reading a Play Wizard. They had invited him to join them, and they all sat looking at the moving pictures of gorgeous women sucking and fucking massive cocks. They were all horny, with boners visible through their trousers. They had all agreed to jack off together, because it seemed a lot more fun than doing it on your own. They were all giggly about seeing each other's cocks, except Harry. He seemed completely at ease with the situation, as he unzipped his trousers and let his monster out. It was by far the biggest one there, but he didn't laugh at anyone else. They jacked themselves off, jacked each other off, and Seamus even ventured as far as to give Dean's cock a lick. They all knew that they weren't gay, that this was just a learning experience. Every night from then on, they had locked the door, and prepared an area on the floor where they would sit and read Play Wizard magazines, and jack off.

Ron sighed, not remembering that his parents were right

there, and shot his load onto the grass. He heard a gasp, and his mother's face swam into his line of vision. Her face was covered in cum, as was her pussy, but she seemed more worried about her son.

'Oh Ron, what were you doing?' she asked, going into mother-mode.

'Nothing Mum, just jacking off,' he replied. But he couldn't

keep a straight face, talking to his mother like that. A blush

sped across his face, and his cock rose once more. Molly shrugged, and turned to go back to the Burrow with Arthur. But Ron had a burning question in his mind.

'Have you fucked Harry yet?' he asked quickly, reddening further.

'Not that it's any of your business, young man, but I was on

my way in to do just that. Your father was just warming me up; because I'm sure Harry will be keeping me busy for quite a while. After what he did to your sister earlier, I'm sure I'm in for the ride of my life.' She smiled then, annoying Ron even further. Potter was fucking his mother now, and he, Ron, got nothing. Just a fucking blowjob, but not even that any more. He trudged slowly back in the direction of the house, knowing that he would be met with the sound of his mother mid- orgasm when he returned.

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Chapter 6 by lostfanfiction

Masturbation Session (Interlude)

Hermione was sitting back on her bed, with her fingers playing idly along her cunt lips while she talked to her mother on her brand-new mobile phone. Mrs Weasley had asked her to invite the Grangers over for lunch that day. Hermione was ex-cited, nervous and annoyed at the same time, concerning her parents' visit. She would certainly miss being naked all the time, as she was sure most others in the house, save Ron perhaps, would too. She knew that Harry loved not having to wear clothes, as he often complained that his rather large cock was rather uncomfortable in any clothes when he was hard.

She finished her conversation with her mother, and thoughts of Harry's cock filled her mind once more. She had decided that she wanted Harry to pop her cherry, but she wasn't quite sure how to broach the subject with him. Ginny's method had its merits, but she would rather it was premeditated on both their parts. If Hermione was anything, it was a control freak. She needed everything to be absolutely perfect before anything else could proceed as planned. She pondered the matter as her parents told her that they would be there at midday for lunch. After double-checking the location of the Burrow with their daughter, they rang off, and Hermione's ponderings wandered even deeper into her perverted mind. She thought of how she would love to be fucked in the ass, and also how she'd love a double penetration by two big cocks. One of them, naturally, had to be Harry, but she'd been having a few Remus Lupin fantasies recently too, and wondering what kind of weapon he packed in his pants, and whether he was as much of a beast in the sack as he was each full moon. That thought, coupled with thoughts of Harry brought her to a crushing orgasm, and she lay back once more, panting in exertion. She was making the most of her time before her parents arrived by being as naked as possible. She decided to go check up on Harry and Ginny, as they should probably

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want to know so as to do the same.

She found them sitting in the living room, playing a game of chess. But neither of them seemed too interested in the chess. Harry was shooting not-so-furtive glances at Ginny's tits and pussy, and Ginny was likewise staring openly at his hard, throbbing cock. Her cunt was leaking obscenely onto the sparse carpet, and her hand was inching ever closer to her lower lips. Hermione thought it was one of the horniest things she had ever seen in her life, as she made her presence known. She sat back on one of the cushy armchairs, raising her feet until they rested against her ass, exposing her dripping cunt to all present. She didn't waste any time, and soon had three of her fingers buried knuckle deep within herself. Ginny's fingers by now had found their way to their goal, and were caressing her distended and exposed clit, making her breathing shallower with each touch, and driving her ever closer to the brink. She slowly inserted a finger into her tight hole, simulating a cock to some extent as she tried to bring herself to orgasm. Harry, in the meantime, was at a complete loss. He wasn't sure what he was meant to do at that moment. On one hand, he thought that he couldn't resist touching his own cock, and on the other thought that maybe the girls were doing what they were to get him all ready for them, so that they could have it hard and fast. Neither seemed particularly likely to Harry, as even Hermione got carried away in the effects of hormones.

Ron passed by the entrance to the room, Harry noticed, and

saw all three of them in there, but didn't even stop to greet them. And he had his clothes on, even though the three of them were naked. He had also been rather distant over the past day or so, and Harry wondered what was going on. But at that moment, he had other things occupying his mind, and didn't think twice about Ron.

He watched as Ginny and Hermione's fingers disappeared into their respective cunts, and felt himself wishing his cock was there instead, in the warm, soft, tight cunt of either of the girls. He had been fantasising about Hermione recently too, hoping against all hope that she would ask him to pop her cherry. He wondered whether she would be different to the Hermione he knew. He had heard that sex brought out the true personalities of the people engaging in it, and wondered briefly whether the bookish Hermione would still exist. He

heard the girls moaning now, growing louder with each thrust of their fingers into their dribbling quims. They came almost simultaneously, each gasping for breath as their orgasms wracked their bodies. When they had recovered, they took their customary positions on the ground before Harry, waiting for their prize. They waited patiently, however, not touching Harry at all in attempt to bring on his orgasm faster than it was due. But soon enough, Harry couldn't resist the sight of Ginny's hard little nipples or Hermione's gorgeous virgin cunt, and came in torrents, spilling his seed all over the two girls' faces, who ate it with gusto, leaving no evidence of untoward behaviour.

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Chapter 7 by lostfanfiction

Good Times With The Grangers

Hermione had butterflies in her stomach. Her parents were due to arrive at any moment, and she was pacing back and forth by the front door to the Burrow, just waiting for them to arrive. She nervously poked her head into the house to see if everything was going to plan, and noticed that Ron was the only other person in the house with clothes on. Suddenly overcome with panic, she dashed around the house madly shouting at everyone to get decent before her parents arrived. Mrs Weasley caught her first, and calmed her down, saying that it wasn't taboo at all to be naked in the wizarding world, and that was something her parents would have to deal with it. If they were too uncomfortable with it, then of course they would put on some clothes.

'But it could be more fun than you ever imagined, Hermione dear,' Mrs Weasley said knowingly. She smiled at the girl, before returning to her cooking. Hermione wasn't sure what to do. She knew that she should be naked, but she just wasn't up to showing herself to her parents. But my parents, they're pretty much the only people outside this house who have seen me naked, she thought. She shrugged her shoulders to no one in particular, and made her way back to Ginny's room to undress herself. She was glad that the summer wasn't as mild as in previous years, and having no clothes on was a relief.

She opened the door to find Ginny and Harry reading a book together, with Ginny placed on Harry's lap as they sat on her bed. Hermione gasped as she looked down to find Harry's monster cock lodged deep in Ginny's flooded cunt. Ginny's eyes were glassy, and it was quite obvious that she wasn't reading. But Harry looked as if nothing extraordinary was happening. Hermione started undressing herself, and Harry looked up from the book as if to enjoy the show. As she stripped off each piece of clothing, Hermione could see Harry's cock throbbing more and more visibly. She slid over to where Ginny's pussy and Harry's dick were joined, giving

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Ginny's clit some attention before she pulled Harry out of Ginny and swallowed him whole. She sucked him up and down a few times before she heard the distant sound of the doorbell chiming.

She jumped up in alarm, and made a mad dash downstairs to meet her par-ents. She heard Mrs Weasley opening the door, and her parents at first shocked, and then accepting voices reached her ears. She was glad that her parents were so understanding, and made her way, slightly less anxious, to the living room. She was surprised to see her parents already naked too, and looked their bodies over. Her-mione had always thought her parents good-looking, and had often wondered how a plain-looking girl had come to them. Her mother was tall, tan, and trim, with tits slightly larger than Hermione's, which complimented her body perfectly. She had blonde hair, which fell past her shoulders in soft ringlets, framing her face in what often looked like a halo. She spent a lot of time at the gym, and it showed on her sleek physique, and toned (but not too big) muscles. She had pouting pussy lips that her daughter was immediately jealous of, and the road to her honey pot was marked by a light dusting of honey- coloured hair. All in all, she was a most alluring sight, even to her daughter, who was almost gagging to have a taste of her mother's pussy. She greeted her with a hug, and as their tits pressed into each other, Hermione ran her fingers over her mother's soft, smooth skin.

She breathed in the scent that was imprinted in her mind as the way her mother smelled. Her fingers became a bit more audacious then, as her fingers traced concentric circles over her mother's breast, ending in her rubbing her fin-ger softly over the nipple.

Jane Granger, once the dubbed Ice Queen of her generation, was both proud and ashamed that her own daughter had reduced her to a quivering mess with a single finger circling her nipple. She had been very turned on in the car, and had jacked her husband off all the way from Hertfordshire, a good two-hour car ride. But to have the door opened by a naked (and sexy, if not slightly plump) woman sent her bloody racing, and to find that her only child and daughter was so gorgeous under all her plain clothes and bookishness was a lot to take in. So she forgave herself for getting carried away, and allowed her fingers to wander downwards, to her daughter's sweet cunt. But Hermione was already pulling away, having caught

y p g y g g sight of her father. He, too, received a hug, but his erection poked obscenely into his daughter's stomach. Hermione looked down, and was impressed with the sight that met her eyes. Her father was big. Not quite as big as Harry, but definitely not too far off, and definitely bigger than Ron. Hermione thought he was about the same size as Mr Weasley.

Both Hermione's parents let their hands wander over her body now. Mr Granger caressed her supple ass cheeks, feeling their firmness in his hand before moving upwards to her back. Mrs Granger had attached her mouth to one of her daughter's puffy nipples, causing her to moan in pleasure. Her fingers were moving steadily down to Hermione's lower lips, and each small movement elicited a primal growl from Hermione's throat. Hermione gave in to her perverted streak, leaving her conscience and inhibitions flailing aimlessly in her mind as she grabbed her father's

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cock in her fist, and began beating it off frantically. Her mother had by now reached her dripping cunt, and ran her fingers softly along the outer lips, watching as more and more pussy juice dripped to the carpet from Hermione's slit. Mr Granger was moaning now, quite obviously ultra-horny, and most likely because his own daughter was jerking him off. Hermione increased the speed with her hands, hearing her father gasp. She saw his balls tighten, and knew that it wouldn't be long now. She wasn't sure what her parents would think of her swallowing his cum, but she was too horny to care, and too addicted to it to miss out.

'I'm. . . cumming!' her father grunted, and Hermione seized her opportunity, planted her face in firing range of her father's cock, ready to eat the sperm that conceived her. Strange, she thought, any of the sperm I'm about to eat could have given me a brother or sister, if I wasn't such a cum-whore. Hermione felt dirty, naughty and very slutty at that moment. As if working on its own steam, her head moved forward slowly, her mouth gaping, only stopping when as much of her father's cock as possible was past her lips. He gasped again, more audibly than the last time, as the first load of cum shot from his cock, landing on Hermione's waiting tongue. He shot three more loads into her mouth, which she swallowed slowly, savouring the taste of her father. She then gave his rapidly softening dick a few hard sucks to remove any sperm that may

have evaded her. This also served to get him hard again, and he moved away from Hermione towards his wife, who had her pussy exposed to him, and was tweaking her nipples in anticipation.

It was surreal for Hermione to witness her parents fucking, just imagining the same thing happening about sixteen years ago, an action which culminated in her conception and birth. In a strange way, she felt closer to her parents for allow-ing her to witness this, but she supposed that they were too horny at that mo-ment to care either way.

She gasped as something warm touched her ass, and turned to find Harry standing there, his left hand positioned as if he was trying to control his cock, and his right tracing gentle but random patterns on Hermione's skin.

'That was one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life,' he told her, 'apart from seeing you and Ginny suck me off at the same time.' He smiled then, a wry smile, which dissolved into an uncertain look almost as quickly as it had come. He was quite obviously trying to ask her something. . . something that wasn't very easy to ask. Hermione's sexually excited brain was hoping, praying that he'd want to fuck her. She'd been looking for an excuse to slip it into conversation for the last few days, but had always lost her nerve. She had confided in Ginny, which had made her feel better, but she always turned into a puddle of liquid when the subject was almost at hand in Harry's presence.

His cock looked gorgeous in the summer sunshine that filtered through the win-dows, and Hermione could only wonder how it would feel inside her, and whether it would chase away the empty, hollow feeling she always had when she was horny. She supposed it was some kind of natural, procreative mechanism for a woman to want a

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hard, hot cock inside her, and sank to her knees in front of Harry to give lip service to his divine flesh. But Harry's calloused, gentle hands caught her before her knees hit the floor, and he pulled her into a deep kiss. Their tongues

wrestled gently for a few minutes, and Hermione tasted Ginny's pussy on Harry's tongue, just as he tasted her father's cum on her own. Harry had never complained about any strange tastes, and Hermione wondered whether he had tasted cum before in his life. He may have been inquisitive about why so many girls refused to swallow, and saved some from a wanking session to see where the problem lay. Harry had told her that they used to suck each other off once in a while in the boys' dorm, when finding a girl to do it was too difficult or scary. But she knew that Harry wasn't gay, because she wasn't gay either, and had eaten her fair share of pussy. And before the day was out, she would be eating her father's cum out of her mother's pussy. Hermione had been one of the girls that had flatly refused to even suck a cock, but looking at herself then, she realised that she had missed out a lot.

'I want to make love to you, Hermione,' Harry whispered softly. Hermione's knees turned to jelly, as she sank into his arms. She nodded feebly, and felt herself being lifted from the ground. She opened her eyes, not even realising that she had closed them, and found herself being placed beside her mother on the sofa. Harry took up the same position as Hermione's father beside him, and rubbed the head of his cock up and down along Hermione's already slick pussy lips. He replaced his cock with her fingers, spreading her outer lips with one hand, while sliding first two, then three fingers into her tight love canal, easing her tight hole open so as to cause the minimum amount of pain when he entered.

Hermione felt her pussy unclench with the work Harry was giving them. He looked straight into her eyes as he continued, and Hermione saw how much she meant to him right then. Any misgivings she may have had disappeared in that instant, and she begged Harry to just stick it in.

'You're – you're. . . sure?' he asked, stuttering over every word. Hermione thought his voice wouldn't go amiss on a virgin, but Harry had been fucking Ginny and Mrs Weasley all over the house for the past few days, and was sure to have a go with her own mother today. Hermione resisted the urge to giggle, and nodded confidently. This seemed to persuade Harry, and he returned once more to take charge of the sit- uation. He ran his hands languidly over Hermione's naked body, drinking her in with his eyes. He explored every crevice and fold of her body, memorising her and setting her nerves on fire with his touch. She cried out in frustration as Harry ministrations brought her to the edge of climax and back again, her orgasm still incomplete.

'I want it INSIDE, Harry. Please, just put it in me. I want to feel you inside me. Please, cum inside me.' It was almost as if Harry was waiting for her to beg. He eased his prick into her, stopping every few centimetres to allow Hermione to get used to his invasion. He was surprised to note that there wasn't any resistance, but knew that only a virgin could have a quim this tight. It was almost more than he could stand, and it took every ounce of self-control that he possessed not to start fucking her like a madman. He wanted her first time to be special, memorable. Not something to be

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forgotten as soon as possible. He wanted to hear her scream out his name when she came. He wanted her to feel him cum inside her, feel it flow from him into her belly.

Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck, drawing him closer to her and pushing his dick further into her, while engaging him in a kiss. Harry broke the kiss, using his lips and tongue to tease the skin behind Hermione's ear, letting her set the pace of their fucking. She soon accelerated, crying out in a mix of pleasure and pain. But from the look on her face, the pain was being rapidly diminished, and replaced by unadulterated pleasure. Harry was close to cumming now, and hoped that Hermione would get a move on with her own orgasm. He allowed his fingers to roam downwards, finding her distended clit and rubbing it. He wet a finger with pussy juice, and began caressing her clit in ever dwindling circles. He could hear her breath get laboured, and he could feel her pussy squeezing his cock now, clenching and unclenching with every thrust. She was moaning now, each sound an ecstasy of unfulfilled but boundless pleasure. Her eyes were closed now, and her body was on autopilot. Being filled to the brim made her feel complete for the first time in a long while, and Harry's cock inside her promised to give her feeling she had never encountered. It had promised the strongest, most destructive orgasm she had ever experienced, and she could well believe that. Her resolve was almost broken as she tried to hang on for another second, but soon she couldn't take it anymore, and let the pleasure wash over her. The feelings that emanated from her pussy and spread through her body overwhelmed her, and he fell into Harry, convulsing wildly as her orgasm ravaged her body.

At that very moment, Harry came inside her. It seemed like

he had been holding on, waiting for her to cum first before he allowed himself the pleasure. But he did succumb eventually, and Hermione felt a wet heat rise within her, threatening to burn her up in her own pleasure. As Harry's cock became flaccid and slipped out of her, she felt content, but empty once more. And she knew that she could quite easily become the biggest slut Hogwarts had ever seen, if Harry was ever to stop fucking her.

Hermione looked over at her mother, who was playing with the cum that lingered in her pussy. Hermione climbed over to her, and arranged herself to give her mother access to her own pussy, while she ordered herself to allow easy approach to her mother's cunt. She licked and sucked and swallowed, each time sending her mother into raptures of pleasure. This was turning her on once more too, and her father and Harry were already hard again. Harry was introducing himself to Mr Granger, and they were looking at each other's cocks with respect etched clearly across their faces. Harry's eyes wandered over Hermione's body, and then down to her mother's. He smiled a lascivious smile, one that was returned by Hermione, who had caught his eye. They had finished licking and sucking the cum out of each other, and were now all set for another round of fucking. Mr Granger and Harry looked at each other, and in an instant had realised exactly what the other wanted. Hermione, too, was now looking at her father's cock with fascination, knowing how naughty this would seem to the Muggle world, and her pussy flooded once more. All these forbidden, taboo things that she had seen and done had made her feel so horny. Watching

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Ginny suck Harry off, masturbating with an audience, it all never failed to make her horny. Now she was going to fuck her father, and she was positively gagging for it. Hermione untangled herself from her mother's embrace, and rolled over into a slouched sitting position, with her pussy exposed to her father. Mr Granger got down on his knees, and scooted himself closer to her, before bowing his head to take his first forbidden taste of his gorgeous daughter.

He nibbled her hard clit, making love to his daughter's cunt with his tongue, sending her over wave after wave of pleasure. He was waiting for her consent, as he still felt a little guilty about fucking her. He just wanted to hear her say the words, and then everything would be all right.

'Hermione, darling. Tell me it's all right?' he whispered.

'Please, Dad, put it in me. I need to feel you in my pussy,' she pleaded. That was all he needed, and it was only a matter of seconds before he was buried hilt deep within her, pumping his cock in and out of her tight cunt like a piston. Hermione looked over at her mother and Harry, her vision clouded by a haze of pleasure. But she could see enough to know that both her mother and Harry were intertwined in pleasure. She could almost make out the beads of sweat running down Harry's chest and her mother's shapely breasts. Her attention was drawn towards them even further at her mother's next words.

'My ass, Harry. I want it in my ass, please,' she pleaded. Harry pulled out of her cunt excruciatingly slowly, making her gasp as the head popped out. He rubbed it against her drooling pussy, allowing his pre-cum to mix with her pussy juice, and provide some natural lubrication for what he was about to do. He gently ran a finger around her asshole, making her shudder and gasp, before replacing it with the tip of his cock. He pressed softly into the minute gap in the centre of her ring, as if requesting entrance, spurred on by her incessant moaning and groping. He was obviously going too slowly for her liking, and grabbed him around the midriff. She pulled him forcefully towards her, burying his thick cock into her tight rear passage. She held him close, savouring the feel of him filling her up, before she loosened her grip and allowed him to thrust in and out.

Harry had thought that he had found the highest pleasure in fucking a pussy, but even the tightest virgin cunt couldn't compare to this. He could feel her fingers as she penetrated her pussy with them, caressing his cock through the thin wall. He heard Hermione gasp, and ceased his thrusting in order to take in the sight of Hermione being pounded mercilessly by her own father. She was looking back at him and at the point where his cock was embedded deep into her mother's ass. Not for the first time, Harry wished his mother was still around, and that he had a sister. Hermione was now gasping on every thrust, her pussy coating her father's cock with glistening girl- cum. She was almost in heaven, and realised at that moment that only Harry could give enough pleasure to feel like she was

soaring through the clouds, regardless of how much she loved her father, and how naughty and horny it was that she was fucking him.

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Harry was at the end of his tether, short seconds away from spilling his seed deep within Hermione's mother's ass, when she screamed in orgasm herself, telling him that she wanted it all in her mouth. Harry made the necessary arrangements for her to get her wish, pulling himself out of her ass, and positioning his prick by her mouth. She swallowed as much of him as she could. She needn't have bothered, as Harry came as soon as her hot tongue touched his cock. He squirted a good eight loads inside her mouth, and pulled out as the last load shot out of him, hitting her square on the cheek. He looked over at Hermione, who seemed very impressed with him. She was stroking her slit, with her Dad nowhere to be found. Hermione leaned over, and licked off the stray puddle of cum from her mother's face, before locking lips with her and partaking of Harry's delicious sperm. All three were basking in the after-effects of ravishing orgasms, and were idly stroking each other while they recovered.

But a long, painful scream assaulted their senses and had

them back to Earth in no time, springing to their feet to investigate. It was Ginny.

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Chapter 8 by lostfanfiction

The Power of Frustration (Or The Return of Padfoot)

Harry and Hermione jumped up, her tits and his cock swinging obscenely as they took the stairs of the Burrow two at a time, intent on reaching Ginny in whichever bedroom as soon as possible. Another scream told them that she was in her room, and Harry slammed all his weight into the door, making it crash off its hinges. He barrelled into the room, to find Ron standing over a cowering Ginny, naked save for his socks. Ginny was crouched in a corner, looking for all the world like a little girl, save for her pussy hair and tits. Ron was holding his prick with his right hand, his left on Ginny's head as if forcing her to suck his dick.

'Ron! What the fuck are you doing?' Harry shouted. He was getting quite nervous about this situation.

'Getting my slut of a sister to give me some head. Is that too much to ask?' he questioned, turning to look at Harry. His face wore a look of extreme aggres-sion. Harry could half understand his plight, seeing that Ron hadn't been joining in their sex sessions of late, and hence must have been exceptionally horny. But still that was no reason. . .

'Well,' Harry replied, 'it doesn't really look like she wants to. And you can't really force her to.'

'Why the fuck not?' Ron retorted savagely, tightening his grip on Ginny's flaming hair, and removing his other hand from his cock to rub his sister's nipple. Harry temper erupted, and he began to move towards Ron. But before he had taken a step, Ron's hand loosened its grip, as if of its own accord. Ron looked frightened as he

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regarded his hand. It seemed like some force was driving his hand, and indeed the rest of his body as far away from his sister as possible.

'Wha-what's going on?' he stuttered as he was lifted from the ground. He was floating gently but obviously towards the door. Harry's temper had relaxed a little, but he suddenly found himself very protective of both Ginny and Hermione. Ginny had encompassed him in an embrace, and Harry found himself getting hard once more. Feeling her naked body against his own, searing heat passing between them, made him horny. Ron was still floating; he had reached the stairs now. Ginny had dropped to her knees in gratitude to her saviour. The second her hot mouth came into contact with Harry's giant member, Harry's anger ebbed away completely, and Ron fell to the ground with a thump. He found his way into Ginny's room once more, and was once again angered by the fact that his sister was so willing to suck Harry off.

'Harry fucking Potter, always gets what he wants,' he shouted. Harry didn't care what he was saying, but what came next completely caught him off guard. Ron was making his way towards the interlocked forms of Harry and Ginny when Hermione intercepted him. She rubbed her nipples seductively, licking a finger before trailing it downwards towards her cunt. She rubbed herself lightly, moaning with each gyration of her finger. Harry saw Ron's cock grow with each heartbeat, and his hand reached out to her. But Hermione had other ideas. Her hand, seconds before resting partially inside her twat, came around her body with the speed of a bullet. Her open hand connected loudly with Ron's cheek, and Harry was wakened from his pleasure, and cringed in sympathy.

Hermione was seething. 'If you have a problem with Harry, you have a problem with me. So I've told you once, and I'll tell you again. Fuck off. You don't deserve to have your dick sucked, and if you're fucked up enough to try to force your sister to suck it, then you're not worthy to kiss the ground that Harry walks on. Harry was my first fuck, and Ginny's first. He's fucked your mother, my mother, and he'll probably be first in line to fuck every girl he meets. So there must be something special about him. But you, you're not worth any girl's time. So go, and don't come back until you've done some serious thinking. If you can't change, you're going to be very lonely,

and very horny. And only your hand will be there to keep you company.'

As if to illustrate her point, she turned away from Ron and joined Ginny on the ground at Harry's feet, helping her to get Harry off. Her hand wandered down to Ginny's twat as her tongue worked Harry's prick, occasionally meeting Ginny's. Ginny was slightly surprised at the invasion from Hermione's hand, but relaxed into it and returned the favour with a hand of her own. Harry looked down at the two girls sucking him, feeling very lucky at that moment, and thinking just how perfect they looked at his feet, sucking his cock. Almost as if they had found where they really belonged. Who would have thought it? Ginny, cute gorgeous Ginny, and perfect, bookish Hermione. Who would have thought that they would be so. . . naughty? And such a turn on. The thoughts swimming in his head had him careening towards orgasm, and he once more presented his delicious cum to the girls, allowing them to feast off each other's faces on the taste they loved more than any other.

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Harry was seated in the living room once more, watching Hermione and Ginny eating Molly Weasley's pussy out. She was writhing in painful pleasure before him, as he jacked himself off. The occasional squeak that escaped her lips made Harry's cock throb, and he couldn't wait to get back inside her pussy. He was just about to suggest it when a knock on the door drew his attention. Mr Granger was busy fucking his wife's ass, and Hermione, Ginny and Molly looked too occupied to care about guests, so he took it upon himself to answer it.

Harry opened the door, and gasped. His godfather, Sirius

Black, looking about ten years younger, stood there. He was dressed in black dragon skin, his goatee trimmed and his long hair tied back. He looked every inch the ladies' man that Harry had been told about. Sirius gave Harry a hug, Harry's erection pressing into his stomach for a minute. Sirius looked down and smiled.

'Just like your Dad. Your parents would have been proud. So, are you going to stand there and stare at me, or are you going to let me in, and show me all the girls you've been fucking?'

'Of course, Sirius. I'm sorry,' he stuttered out, still

completely taken aback by the sudden appearance of his godfather. He led Sirius in to the living room, where Molly had collapsed in a heap, and Hermione and Ginny were locked in a sixty-nine, moaning into each other's cunts.

'Hello Ginny, Hermione,' he said. They both stopped their

licking and sucking, and looked up in shock. 'So Harry, all the girls in this room accounted for by you?' He smiled at that, and his grin broadened at Harry's bashful nod. 'Good man, that's what I like to hear. So who's next on the list? Anyone I know?' Harry stood stock still, all the while attempting to decipher the words that seemed to be pouring unintelligibly out of Sirius' mouth. He stuttered over his answers for a few seconds before Sirius took pity on him and turned his eyes to Hermione's parents, lying against each other on the couch. Harry could see the bulge form in his pants, and obviously Hermione and Ginny had too, as they had manoeuvred themselves to his feet, and were scrabbling and scratching to get his clothes off. He barked his canine laugh, disposing of his clothes with an ease most obviously born of practice. What he exposed made both Hermione and Ginny gasp. His cock was longer than Harry's, although not quite as thick. Still an impressive piece of manhood, and Hermione was the first to dive in. Not quite a week after her first foray into the joys of oral sex, she was sucking dick like the best of them, and Sirius certainly had no complaints. He was moaning and groaning as her tongue rolled over his member, fucking her mouth like it was a pussy.

Ginny, in the meanwhile, had inserted her lithe form

between Sirius and Her-mione, and was licking and tonguing his balls, alternately taking each one into her mouth for a good suck. Sirius was reduced to a gasping mess as soon as her tongue touch his anus, and fell to his knees with a yelp. Hermione released his cock from her mouth, still looking at it in awe. She put a hand on it, as did Ginny, and

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both started jacking him off, using their other hands to pleasure themselves. Sirius grunted noisily, signalling his impeding climax, before spraying load after load of his viscous, white sperm all over the two girls faces.

Hermione's parents were looking on in amusement as their only child began scoop-ing as much of the liquid into her mouth as she could, savouring the taste briefly on her tongue before succumbing to her urge and swallowing it. Ginny, too, was rolling her share around in her mouth, finally following Hermione's example and swallowing it in one gulp. Harry's cock was standing on end once more, and Sirius took it upon himself to sort his godson out. It was, after all, so much more arousing to have some-one else fondle your cock. James, Remus and himself had done this so many times before, that it was almost second nature to Sirius now. And Harry's cock was almost exactly the same as James', if not slightly thicker. Sirius was impressed to say the least as he engulfed Harry's hardness in his warm mouth. His own cock was coming back to life, and Hermione and Ginny mouthed a quick 'paper, scissors, stone' before Hermione eased the two gently to the floor, impaling herself on Sirius' monster.

The feeling of such a tight pussy overwhelmed Sirius, and

he released Harry to Molly's ministrations, enjoying the feeling of sex once more. Molly led Harry over to the kitchen table, propping herself up on her hands while leaving her pussy gaping in invitation. Harry was beyond words now, slamming his raging hard-on into her surprisingly tight cunt, and pumping in and out in time with her moans.

'Cum for me, Harry baby. I want you to be the father of my next child. Feed my pussy with your thick cock, make me scream,' she coaxed him. Harry's horni-ness reached new levels with all the dirty talk, and he pumped faster and faster into the middle-aged slut's warmth, finally erupting deep inside her with a muffled shout. He had been surprised in the first place to find her pussy so tight, especially after the birth of so many children, but forged on nonetheless, pumping his slowly softening dick in and out of her until she too collapsed in a noisy heap below him. Utterly spent for the moment, Harry lay his head on the soft swell of her breasts, and was asleep within seconds.

Harry awoke to find himself in Ginny's room, surrounded by the comfortable heat of two female bodies. He was sandwiched on the small bed between Hermione and Ginny, both of whom looked as spent as he had felt. With a jolt, Harry realised that today he would be heading back to Hogwarts. Although he felt slightly sad at leaving all the freedoms that life at the Burrow brought, he couldn't help but be excited at returning to the only place he thought of as home. He pulled himself gently out of bed, thinking of all the pussy to be had at Hogwarts, while careful not to disturb the sleeping forms of the two girls beside him.

He started packing his trunk, thinking of the best way to

start his year off with a bang.

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Chapter 9 by lostfanfiction

The Train Ride

It was a bright morning that greeted the Weasleys, Hermione and Harry as they made their way towards King's Cross Station, weaving in and out of the late morning traffic along the motorway. They had, for the first time, left home with plenty of time to spare. The ride therefore passed very slowly, and Hermione could feel herself get wet with anticipation as they drew closer and closer to their destination. She let one finger creep closer and closer to her drenched panties, finally succumbing to temptation and allowing two fingers to sneak past them. She used her middle finger to penetrate her gushing slit, while using her index to softly rub her clit.

She looked up quickly to see if anyone had noticed what she

was doing, and saw Harry looking alternately between her face and her pussy, a tent growing rapidly and visibly in his pants. On her other side, Ginny, completely unabashed, had disposed of all her clothing from the waist down, and was fingering herself, rubbing her clit roughly as she plunged her fingers deep into herself. Hermione decided to follow her example, using one hand to pleasure herself, while opening Harry's jeans with the other. She left her hand buried within herself as she bent over and licked Harry's cock from bottom to top, taking a minute to suck the drop of pre-cum that had formed on its tip. She engulfed him completely in her hot mouth, hearing him moan in pleasure. Unfortunately, they arrived at King's Cross at that very moment, and a severely tormented-looking Harry emerged from the car, draping his robes over himself in order not to draw attention to his severely aroused state. Hermione and Ginny had replaced their clothes, and were walking along normally, if not slightly more dishevelled than normal.

They made their way through to Platform Nine-and-Three- Quarters without in-cident, and the four of them made their way onto the train, stopping to say goodbye to Mr and Mrs Weasley along the way. She gave Harry an extra long hug, and whis-pered something in his ear that didn't help the tightness in his jeans. But he was certainly looking forward to the Christmas holidays. . .

They eventually found an empty compartment towards the back of the train,

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and began stowing their luggage and pets before settling down. Both Hermione and Ginny had adopted rather slutty positions, sitting across from Harry with their legs spread wide, giving him a view of their soaked panties. Harry put a hand into his robe pocket, and began to massage himself through the fabric, trying to ease some of the tension that had built up in his loins. Ron was looking rather sulky, and mumbled an excuse before tearing out of the compartment. Neville and Luna eventually joined the group, whereupon Ginny and Hermione stopped teasing Harry. Hermione and Ginny soon got up, however, as it was their turn to patrol the train. Hermione told Harry to meet them in the bathroom at the end of the train in ten minutes, to which he nodded briefly. He struck up an innocuous conversation with Neville and Luna thereafter, during which he learned that the two were now dating. Harry smiled inwardly, realising that he wouldn't be the only Gryffindor boy this year sneaking off to spend some time with his girls. His once innocent eyes swept over Luna, and he had to admit that he liked what he saw. Once lanky and awkward, Luna had filled out nicely, with large tits and an almost symmetrical hourglass figure.

Soon enough, ten minutes were up, and he made his

excuses and hurried to the back of the train, just in time to see Hermione and Ginny glance around furtively and enter the toilet themselves. They obviously couldn't wait to get started either. Harry knocked sharply on the door, which swung open immediately. He shut it quickly behind him, and turned to find both girls completely naked. Hermione didn't waste any time, and flicked her wand at Harry. His clothes flew off his body, and landed neatly in a folded pile in the corner, alongside two almost identical sets. The girls were onto him in a flash, immediately sinking to their knees and licking his cock up and down. The head of it was already coated in pre-cum, and shimmered in the candlelight as they began to lick harder and harder. Ginny soon took all control of his cock, as Hermione's mouth began to wander to the other erogenous zones of Harry's body. She licked and nipped at his nipples; making Harry yelp, before kissing a trail all the way up to his neck, before she slid down to join Ginny at his cock once more.

But they soon abandoned the blowjob, and eased Harry to the floor. Ginny plunged herself down hard onto Harry's rock hard dick, while Hermione lowered her pussy down to his waiting mouth. Harry was sure he had never seen her pussy so wet, and he caught sight of a rivulet of pussy juice running down her thigh. He plunged right in, knowing that Hermione was too turned on to be teased, and all she wanted was to cum quickly. He was feeling rather the same way, and was glad that Ginny was riding him with such reckless abandon. He penetrated her fuck hole with his tongue, something that he knew drove Hermione wild, and both girls were soon moaning in pleasure. Hermione reached over to Ginny, pulling Ginny's head towards her own before locking her in a deep kiss, while she ran her hands over Ginny's distended nipples, and down past her stomach to her clit. Harry was concentrating on Hermione's clit too, and both girls were gasping for breath, coming simultaneously with a shudder. They fought to keep their noises to a minimum, and Hermione stood up and sat on the sink while Ginny finished Harry off. He had a harder time keeping the noise down, and moaned loudly as he spurted his sperm deep inside Ginny.

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But a knock on the door silenced him, especially after a familiar voice rocked his ears. 'What's going on in there?' It was Cho Chang. She knocked once more, but Harry couldn't hear it for the pounding in his head. Hermione and Ginny were similarly nervous, and almost squeaked as they heard Cho mutter an unlocking charm. The door swung open, and then closed once more. Harry was well and truly confused as Cho stepped into his line of sight. 'Hello, Harry,' she cooed. 'You've certainly grown up well, haven't you?' Her eyes wandered lasciviously over Harry's naked body, pausing briefly at his muscled torso before wandering further down. As if her gaze held some sort of mystical power, Harry's cock began to swell once more, until it was protruding quite obscenely from his midriff. Cho couldn't keep her eyes off it, and they grew as wide as saucers as she watched it grow. It was quite obvious where the situation was going to lead, and Harry closed his eyes and braced himself. He opened them a few seconds later, to find Cho still staring avidly at him, but locked in the same open-mouthed stance she had adopted a minute or so earlier.

'Are you going to stand there all day? Or are you get over here and suck it?' Harry said, a predatory glint in his eye. He

had felt betrayed by Cho for a brief second towards the end of his fifth year, and payback certainly was sweet. She sank to her knees, her face a picture of ecstasy. She disposed quickly of her robe, and undid the top few buttons of her blouse before pulling her bra away and exposing her tanned breasts to Harry. He felt his dick grow a little harder, and when she took his length into her mouth, Harry felt pleasure and relief wash over him. She began to suck and lick the head of his cock diligently; pausing every now and again to allow her tongue to swirl around the head and under the foreskin, and then pushing it back deep into her throat. She began humming in the back of her throat too, making Harry gasp and start. He soon had his hands entwined in her hair, and his gaze wandered from Cho's firm tits to Hermione and Ginny, locked in a naked tangle beside Cho, with their heads buried in each other's pussies. Harry closed his eyes, remembering the feel of Mrs Weasley's remarkably tight pussy around his cock, milking as much of his seed as possible from his full balls. With a muffled groan and a few more thrusts deep into Cho's throat, Harry came. He filled her mouth with his sperm, making it spill down her chin and into the valley between her tits. With a shudder, he was spent. Cho swallowed his load audibly, and dressed herself and left without a word. Harry dressed himself quietly, and turned to see Hermione and Ginny smiling mysteriously at him.

They too got up and left wordlessly, and he followed behind, thinking what a wonderful place Hogwarts really was.

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