A Day at the Beach

The Saturday morning of the following week, Ginny was in the kitchen happily making the final preparations for the trip to the Shell Cottage. She carefully packed an assortment of sandwiches, cold cuts, pies, and a couple of cases of Butterbeer into the extendable bag that Hermione had also charmed with a Featherweight spell. She heard her two lovers coming down the stairs.

"Were you able to find the tent with the Undetectable Extension Charm?" she called out before seeing them.

"Yes," Hermione replied as they came through the kitchen door. "Harry sent Kreacher ahead with our bags to set it up. Everything will be ready when we arrive. Are you finished or do you need help?"

"I'm done, thanks for offering," the redhead replied brightly. "Let's go."

The trio Apparated outside the Shell Cottage and walked in through the open door and into the sitting room. Hannah and Neville were already there. Bill was standing next to the sofa were Hannah and Fleur were talking. He was the first to notice the new arrivals and greeted them with a smile. Ginny ran like a guided rocket into the arms of her favourite brother and planted a noisy kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you for inviting us, Bill. You don't know how much your support means to me," she said with gratitude. Despite his tacit acceptance of her relationship with Harry and Hermione, being invited to his home still felt like a significant step for him to take in view of her mother's disapproval. She made way for Hermione.

The brunette smiled brightly at him and embraced him before kissing his cheek. "Thank you for inviting us to your home."

Harry was next and extended his hand, but Bill just looked at it. "Harry, you have been married to my sister for over two years. We're brothers," he said opening his arms.

The two men embraced with noisy slaps on the back and loud laughs from everyone. At that moment George and Angelina arrived and the second Weasley brother joined in slapping Harry's back.

"Don't hurt him," Ginny protested playfully.

After the food was put away, and after Luna and her boyfriend Rolf Scamander had arrived, they sat down for the first round of Butterbeers. There was small talk about political events and happenings at the ministry, but Fleur was looking bored with the conversation.

"You came to have fun at the beach," the French woman said to her guests. "We set up a couple of tables outside with a view of the beach. Let's get our swimming costumes on," she suggested.

"Great idea," Ginny concurred. "Let's change and we'll meet on the beach."

The trio went outside and ducked through the entrance of their luxurious tent. Kreacher had left everything organized and ready for them. Their new swimming costumes were lined on top of the large bed. They undressed and changed.

Hermione put on a blue bikini that that highlighted her stunning figure. The bikini top seemed too small, and her large boobies threatened to spill out from every side. Her large nipples were enticingly straining the fabric. The bottom, by contrast, seemed conservative compared to Ginny's. While the redhead's green bikini bottoms barely covered her intimate triangle and almost none of her beautiful bum, Hermione's had generous swats of fabric on the front and back which allowed her to cover her luxurious bush with minimal trimming.

"I love your bikinis," Harry said as he pulled up his swimming trunks, "Both of you look sensational."

Both women beamed at him. They turned with rehearsed synchronicity and showed their bums to Harry. "How do they look?"

Harry took a deep breath. They were glorious. Ginny's round and firm arse cheeks were perfectly proportioned to her narrower hips. Her skin was flawless and there was a delightful gap at the apex of her legs.

On the other hand, the orbs of Hermione's bum were large, but well-shaped. They made the curvature of her lower back and hips seem pronounced. It looked soft, but the skin was smooth and firm.

"Your bums are bloody perfect. It's going to make me proud and jealous when the other blokes stare at you both."

"Jealous Harry makes me hot," said Ginny giggling.

"Harry picking his nose makes you hot," Hermione pointed out ignoring his protests.

"I'll get you for that," the redhead said tickling the brunette who laughed merrily.

"If you don't stop that, we'll never get to the beach," Harry almost begged. "Playful Ginny and Hermione makes Harry hard."

The two witches watched with amusement the strained fabric of his swimming trunks and chuckled. "Down, boy, down!" they said jokingly.

After doing a sunblock charm on Ginny and a tanning charm on Hermione and Harry they walked out to the beach. The others were already there, sitting around a couple of large round tables with umbrellas that provided shade. On one table there was a group sitting playing Exploding Snap while at the other the group was talking animatedly.

As they approached, Harry noticed that the boys stopped playing cards and drinking their Butterbeers and instead watched the two witches flanking him. He could not really blame them. The trio stopped at that table first. There was a small mound of Galleons and Sickels in the middle.

"Will you join us, Harry? I hear the Potter vault at Gringotts is too full," Bill said jokingly. "Instead of paying for an expansion charm you could empty some of it here instead."

"I'll join you next round," Harry told them chuckling. "Call me before you start, and George…"

"Hmm?"

"Stop looking at Hermione's nipples."

The two witches laughed and headed to the other table swaying their hips while Harry exchanged a few words with Bill.

"Holy fuck," George exclaimed. "Those Hogwarts robes do really cover a lot, don't they?"

"They really do," Neville said looking like he was coming out of a dream. "Everyone at Hogwarts knew Ginny was hot, but I don't think anyone realized how hot Hermione was under her robes."

"Harry is lucky he doesn't have to make a choice," Rolf pointed out, still looking at the bums of the two women who were standing talking with Fleur and Angelina by the other table.

Harry finished his chat with Bill and headed to the next table. He had never seen Angelina in a bikini before, but he had to admit that her impeccable chocolate-coloured skin made a lovely contrast with her white bikini. She was tall and athletic, and despite her small but perky breasts, she could boast about her seemingly endless legs. She stopped talking when Harry approached, and he realized he was not supposed to hear their conversation.

"I'll sit at your table until next card game if you don't mind," Harry said to Angelina and Fleur.

The quarter Veela was wearing a silver bikini and not surprisingly she looked perfect in it. "Of course, Harry. We'll be there shortly," she replied.

The four witches got back to their conversation which initially had revolved around dinner preparations but that now had turned into a discussion on a different subject.

"I normally sunbathe topless," Fleur said evenly, "but it would feel awkward if I was the only one who did it. I was wondering if any of you would join me."

Ginny shifted uncomfortably. "Being topless in front of my brothers would be uncomfortable for me," she said apologetically.

"While on holiday with my parents in France or Spain I've sunbathed topless many times," Hermione interjected. "If it's okay with Harry, I'll join you."

Angelina looked astonished and so did Ginny to a lesser degree.

"You're full of surprises, Hermione," Angelina opined. "Which reminds me. I never realized you were so bloody fit. How big are those nipples?"

Hermione blushed and Ginny chuckled. "They are a quarter inch resting and half inch when they're hard. Harry actually measured them," the redhead informed her.

"Are you going to join us?" Fleur asked Angelina.

The black witch meditated for moment "I obviously don't need a tan, but if George doesn't mind, I'll join you."

"Should we ask Luna and Hannah?" Fleur inquired.

"Yes. I wouldn't want them to feel excluded," Angelina replied.

When the four women sat down around the table, Harry and Hannah were laughing at something Luna had said. At that moment Bill called out from the other table.

"Harry, we're starting the next game. Bring your wallet!"

"Excuse me, ladies," Harry said with a smile. "Time to relieve those suckers from their money." He turned to Luna. "We'll talk later. I love hearing about your adventures," he added before leaving.

"He's so nice," Luna said dreamily to no one in particular. "Harry has always been such a good friend to me."

Ginny beamed. "Harry really appreciates you, Luna. He always talks fondly of you."

The platinum blonde Magizoologist was lithe and only slightly taller than her redhead friend. She was wearing a red polka dot bikini that suited her good figure. She smiled absently in Ginny's direction.

"Butterbeer anyone?" Hannah asked reaching for the ice cooler.

After opening her bottle, Fleur spoke. "Some of us are going to sunbathe topless. Any of you want to join us?"

"I'll join you," Luna said almost immediately. Without further ado she proceeded to remove her top. "I never wear a bra, so wearing a bikini top feels strange." Her breasts were the smallest of the six witches. The modest, but lovely swells were crowned by perky upturned nipples.

After the initial surprise was over, Hermione was the first to speak. "You're lucky, Luna," she pointed out. "Your breasts will never sag."

"That's right," Hannah concurred while taking an appraising look at Luna.

The former Hufflepuff was wearing a yellow bikini. She was a little on the chubby side, but still retained a curvy feminine figure. Her breasts and bum were as large as Hermione's, but not quite as firm.

"There's a Veela charm to keep your breasts firm," Fleur pointed out. "I'll be happy to teach it to you when you need it. Right now, though, I'm sure Harry and Neville are happy with your breasts the way they are."

The two buxom witches chuckled and thanked the French woman.

"What about you, Hannah?" Angelina asked. "Will you join the boob liberation movement?"

The blonde witch deliberated a moment before looking at her bottle of Butterbeer. "I'll need something stronger than this if you want me to join you."

They all laughed.

"I'll bring the Firewhiskey," Fleur announced.

O-O-O

"I won!" George exclaimed excitedly before turning to the other table. "Angelina, I won… What the…"

As his wife smiled and congratulated him, George noticed that Fleur and Luna were topless on the other table.

"Bill…" he said still looking over at the other table. "You wife's tits are out in the open."

Four heads turned at the same time towards the table with the women. Fleur had a bright smile and waved at her husband before turning to continue the conversation with the other women. Her tits were simply perfect. The areolas and nipples were located high over the swell of her round breasts and there was a firm bounce to them when she moved.

Bill let out a resigned sigh. "She's a French, George. Being topless on the beach is normal for her."

"Luna isn't French," Neville pointed out.

At one point he had harboured feelings for the dotty Ravenclaw, but after Death Eaters abducted her, Hannah Abbott had taken a leadership role in Dumbledore's Army, and she had won his heart.

"She never wears a bra," Rolf said in an even and unconcerned tone of voice. "I'm sure the bikini top was uncomfortable for her. Who's dealing next?"

His casual tone of voice brought all the men out of their reverie and Harry started dealing the next hand.

Some ten minutes later Fleur and Hermione approached the table. The men had a tough time keeping their eyes off the French woman's chest while Hermione spoke to Harry.

"We're going to sunbathe. Do you mind if I go topless, Love?"

Four heads turned expectantly towards Harry. George was unconsciously nodding. Fleur tried to hide her silent laugh.

Harry thought about it for a moment and blinked a couple of times before he spoke. "No, it's fine with me if that's what you want."

Hermione gave a little squeal and moved to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Will you please unhook me?" she asked him, turning her back to him.

Harry did the honours and Hermione turned to give him another kiss on the cheek while she thanked him. As she did, one of her breasts brushed his shoulder and he noticed that her nipples had risen to their full height. The other men pretended not to look but they were failing miserably. Harry felt a slight sting of jealousy, but he decided that trust and pride were in order. "What about Ginny?" he asked.

Bill and George's eyes went wide. They looked at each other with alarm.

"She wouldn't feel comfortable with George and Bill watching. She's staying covered."

"We wouldn't want her to be uncomfortable," George said looking at Hermione, but not quite in the eyes. "Isn't that right, dear brother?"

"No. If that's the case it's better she stays covered," Bill said evenly. "She's not wearing much as it is," he added.

There were chuckles around the table.

With a wave the two witches left and walked towards the beach. Luna and Ginny joined them on the way with a bundle of towels.

There was a prolonged silence on the table.

"Whose turn was it?" asked Bill.

The play resumed but the only five minutes later Angelina and Hannah approached the gaming table.

"We're going sunbathing," Angelina announced to George. "Will you undo my top?"

George swallowed a couple times. "Sure, darling." He undid the bikini top to reveal the small but perky breasts of his wife. The small ebony coloured areolas and nipples were hard.

Neville admired the healthy glow of Angelina's skin and for the first time realized how attractive she was. He was still ogling at her athletic body when he was startled by his wife speaking.

"Is it okay if I join them… topless, Nev?" Despite a couple of shots of Firewhiskey, Hannah's voice betrayed her nervousness.

Neville turned Weasley red with embarrassment. He looked around the table at his friends. "I will look like an arse if I refuse, wouldn't I?"

"Yes," the voices of the other men plus Angelina said simultaneously.

"Come over," Neville croaked, smiling at his wife.

He undid her top and Hannah bent down to kiss his cheek. Her alabaster, tear-shaped breasts swung back and forth as the men followed their pendular motion. George was surprised to find that despite being a little chubby, Hannah was a quite sexy and desirable woman.

After playing a couple of more hands the men joined the women on the beach. Despite the high summer temperatures, the water was still too cold for a prolonged swim so there was some frolicking on the beach.

Hermione had brought a Frisbee and started playing catch with Harry. The Muggle game soon got the attention of all their friends, and not just only because watching Hermione running topless was so highly entertaining.

"Let's play as couples," Hermione suggested. "The couple that drops the Frisbee or fails to catch it three times loses. I'll alternate one match with Harry and one with Ginny."

The brunette magically drew the boundaries of a large rectangle on the sand which would constitute the playing field. Not surprisingly, Hermione's team dominated all their adversaries.

"That's not fair," Angelina complained. "Hermione and Harry have an advantage because they have played this game before."

"You're right," Hermione admitted. "I'm a little tired anyway, so we'll sit out for a while."

Angelina and George started a match against Neville and Hannah which turned into a quite competitive affair. During the game Neville admired the long legged Angelina while George admired the voluptuous curves and bouncing tits of Hannah. The two women were not oblivious of the covetous looks they were drawing from the two men. Initially, they felt unsure of how to act fearing a jealous or angry reaction from the other, but after exchanging a few probing looks Angelina and Hannah were smiling amusedly.

In the late afternoon, the two women were laying down next to each other on conjured chaise-lounges with a drink in their hands.

"George finds you attractive," Angelina said evenly to the blonde Hufflepuff.

Hannah turned to look at her friend and realized there was no accusation in her tone or expression. "I noticed. I also noticed that Neville finds you attractive."

Their eyes locked momentarily, and both laughed.

"Neville was getting kind of hard," Angelina pointed out. "I was afraid he was going to spill out of his swimming trunks. "You weren't kidding when you said he's huge."

Hannah took another sip of Firewhiskey and the last of her inhibitions fell by the wayside. "George was getting hard too. He couldn't take his eyes off my tits." There was a long silence before she continued. "Stop me if this awakens painful memories, but I've always wondered… When you double dated with the twins and Katie Bell, did the four of you ever sleep together?"

Angelina laughed loudly. "It seems like the Firewhiskey has reached your pussy." They both chuckled, but the question was left hanging. After another short silence she answered. "Yes, we did. It really wasn't much of a secret. Everyone in Gryffindor suspected it, and they were right."

Hannah leaned towards her friend with excitement in her eyes. "Did the twins ever switch between the two of you?"

A fond smile brightened Angelina's face. "They would play this game where they would walk around in circles to confuse us and called each other 'Gred'. Katie and I knew they were switching and fucking us both, but you really couldn't tell them apart. Even their cocks were identical, so there was no point in complaining."

Hannah still had an eager gleam in her eyes. "Did the twins ever fuck you at the same time?"

Memories were awakened by the question. Angelina once more felt the sharp sting that losing Fred had caused her. She took a gulp of Firewhiskey to collect herself and then sighed contentedly. "Yes. I had both their cocks inside me at the same time. One in the arse and one in the pussy; or one in the mouth and another one in my pussy."

"Wow, I bet that feels strange."

"Yes, I miss that feeling." Angelina looked at Hannah appraisingly. "Would you like that… having two cocks inside you?"

Hannah became introspective. "I would like to try it. Maybe someday…"

"Maybe you could try it tonight," Angelina said evenly, looking at Hannah straight in the eye.

The blonde woman looked back with surprise. "What do you mean?"

"George fancies a shag with you, and Neville fancies a shag with me. Tonight, you two could come to our bedroom and we could have a shag together. Believe me. They'll be happy to swap between us."

Hannah's mind was picturing the possibilities, and she became aroused. "Neville is kind of shy. I'm not sure he would go for it."

"You admitted you're a whore in bed and that he likes it, didn't you?"

"Yes," she replied smiling. "He's not shy about fucking me."

"With a cock like that he has no reason to be shy. There's a problem, though."

"What is it?"

"I'm not sure that George's measly seven inches are up to your standards."

Hannah laughed out loud. "I can make an exception. Seven inches will have to do."

"In that case, let me go plant the seed in George's mind and you can do the same with Neville."

"How do I do that?"

"Don't make it about you getting fucked by another man. Make it about him getting to fuck me with you looking on while he does. That will get his cock twitching."

Angelina got up and winked at Hannah. "I hope to see both of you tonight." She was walking towards where the men were sitting when she turned. "I'll tell Neville you want to speak to him."

A couple of minutes later, her husband laid down on the chaise-lounge next to her. She was enjoying the last warm rays of the Sun for the day.

"Angelina said you wanted to talk to me."

"Yes, Nev." After taking another sip from her glass and gathering her resolve she continued. "You couldn't stop staring at Angelina's body today. You fancy her." Neville spluttered nervously, but she interrupted him. "I know that look, Nev. You want to fuck her."

Neville face of surprise and guilt was comical, and Hannah could not help laughing.

"I'm sorry, Honey," he said contritely. "It's just that I never realized she was so fit, and with all you topless and tits out it's hard not to look, but I promise I would never do anything to hurt you..."

"It alright, Nev," she interrupted. "I was also thinking about you shagging her."

"You were?" he croaked.

"Yes. Just imagine Angelina spreading those long legs for you. Imagine how pink the inside of her pussy must be. I would love to see that."

Neville had been thinking precisely about that all afternoon. He got an instant erection, and the head of his cock made an appearance outside the leg opening of his swimming trunks halfway down his thigh.

"Fuck," he exclaimed grabbing a towel to cover himself.

Hannah laughed. "Just thinking of watching you fuck her is making me bloody wet." She saw him swallow hard. "Let's do it, Nev. Let's join George and Angelina tonight. Let's have a foursome."

Neville looked at his wife with his mouth hanging open. He was shy by nature, but he wasn't completely clueless. Even back at Hogwarts the foursomes between the twins, Angelina, and Katie were the stuff of legend. The boys in the Gryffindor Common Room would be green with envy when the topic was discussed. He knew a foursome meant that at some point George would be fucking his wife, and he wasn't sure how he felt about that.

Neville remembered the beginnings of his relationship with his wife. Hannah had been honest and admitted she wasn't a virgin when he lost his virginity to her. In fact, she was quite experienced. Zacharias Smith and Susan Bones had warned him that despite her apparent shyness, Hannah had a bit of a reputation among the Hufflepuff boys. Despite that, one of the things that attracted him to her was that she was always willing to try new things in bed. He found her enthusiasm in the bedroom endearing.

There was another quality that attracted him to Hannah. Her loyalty. He knew she would never do anything behind his back.

"Have you ever been in a foursome before?" he asked her.

"No, Nev. Not even a threesome."

Neville was conflicted. Part of him was consumed with lust at the prospect of shagging Angelina, but another part feared there could be consequences to his relationship with Hannah.

He finally relented. "If you're sure, let's do it."

O-O-O

After dinner all the couples gathered in the sitting room. They still wore their swimming costumes after taking advantage of the outdoor shower to rinse off the sand and salt water. The women had put their bikini tops back on and they were all relaxed. There was music, lively conversation and moderate drinking. It was getting late, but everyone was having a lot of fun, so there was some surprise when George and Angelina excused themselves and announced they were going up to their room.

"Come on, George. Don't be a randy git and stay a little longer," Bill said teasingly. "The two of you can shag a little later, just remember the Silencing charms."

George smugly buffed the nails of his right hand against his chest. "Sorry, dear brother, but this might take a while, so we want to get an early start."

"Good night, everyone," Angelina said before looking at Neville and winking playfully at him.

The conversation had just started again when Hannah took Neville's hand, and she pulled him up. Any doubt he had about the foursome had vanished with that wink.

"If you excuse us," Neville said firmly, "We're retiring as well."

After bidding good night to all present the couple made their way upstairs.

"Wait a minute," Harry said confused. "Isn't their bedroom downstairs?"

Fleur laughed full of amusement "Sacré bleu. It seems George and Angelina found new partners for their sex games."

Bill was shaking his head and smiling. "He just had to outdo you, Potter. If you were having a threesome, he had to have a foursome."

Hermione had benefitted from the Girls' Night Out rules before, so she came to their defence. "I don't know about you boys, but we have a No Judgement rule. We won't discuss what happens in that bedroom unless Angelina and Hannah are present," she said with finality.

Ginny, Fleur and Luna immediately agreed.

"I don't know about you two," Rolf said addressing Harry and Bill, "but seeing so much naked skin today has made me a bit randy." He turned towards his girlfriend. "How about us going to our tent and get busy?"

"I would love that," Luna replied in an uncharacteristic husky voice.

"Bill, if you don't mind, I think Ginny, Hermione and I will move the party to our tent as well," Harry said next.

Hermione and Ginny got up eagerly.

"We'll help you clean up and with breakfast tomorrow morning," Ginny said to Fleur.

"Just be sure to put up your best Silencing charm, Potter," Bill interjected. "I definitely don't want to hear what goes on in that tent."

O-O-O

Neville knocked on the door and George opened. "That was quick," he smirked. "A bit eager. Aren't you?"

"Don't tease them, George," Angelina reprimanded him. "It's their first foursome."

"So, what happens first?" Hannah asked hesitantly.

"First we get undressed," Angelina said, quickly taking off her bikini and standing proudly naked.

The others also quickly removed their swimming costumes.

George's eyes were following Neville's swinging meat. "What the bloody hell is that?" he said with an accusatory tone in his voice.

Hannah giggled and Angelina laughed nervously as she followed with interest the movement of the showy appendage.

"Neville is a big boy," Hannah said amusedly.

"No shite."

Neville meanwhile was looking at Angelina. Her small, ebony coloured areolas were puckered and the nipples stood at attention. Her pussy was covered with short curly black hair, but he could see that her labia was meaty and protruded on the surface of her cunt. He salivated just thinking about sucking on those pussy lips. Her slim body was wiry, and he found the healthy glow of her chocolate-coloured skin very alluring.

George managed to pry his eyes away from Neville's manly bits when Hannah spoke. The blonde Hufflepuff was voluptuous. Her tear-shaped tits were huge compared to Angelina's. The areolas were large and pink, but her nipples barely rose above the surface. Her pussy was clean shaven and looked immaculate. It had a deep slit, with no lips or clit visible. His tongue would have to dig deep into her puffy cunt to reach them. She was a tad overweight, but he found her curvy body incredibly sexy.

"What happens first?" Hannah asked.

"First, we get our men hard," Angelina replied. She positioned two cushions on the floor. "Come here and kneel on the cushion in front of me. Neville, you stand facing George with us between the two of you."

Angelina took her husband's limp cock into her hand and after stroking him a few times, put it in her mouth and began to suck him. Hannah followed her example. Both men groaned and closed their eyes. Due to the novelty of what they were about to do, Neville's cock quickly rose to its full length. The blond woman moaned with satisfaction.

"Blimey," Angelina said staring at Neville's huge manhood. "Do you want to switch?" she asked Hannah, who nodded eagerly.

Angelina was stroking Neville's cock wide-eyed, admiring its impressive size.

"Fuck," said George feeling a little insecure. "You're making me feel inadequate."

"You're not inadequate," Hannah said looking up at him and making eye contact. "Your cock is quite satisfactory," she added before wrapping her mouth around it.

George groaned and closed his eyes again. The chubby Hufflepuff was certainly proficient at sucking cock. He felt the head of his penis start to penetrate her throat as her tongue caressed the underside of his shaft. "Fuck, oh fuck!" He was surprised when her nose settled against his red pubes seemingly with little effort. He enjoyed the feeling of her throat tightly wrapped around tip of his rod and groaned.

Angelina was greedily shoving Neville's cock inside her mouth, but she was choking and gagging, so she gave it up. She stroked him while staring into his blue eyes. He smiled back smugly. "Who wants to eat pussy?" she asked playfully.

"I do," both men said almost simultaneously.

Both guided their respective wives into the bed and started to ravish them with kisses. Neville was kissing Hannah's neck and burying two fingers into her wet cunt when he felt a tap on his shoulder from George.

"Let's switch," he said.

Neither Neville nor any of the two women objected. He saw that Angelina was looking at him, biting her full lower lip and promptly switched to her side. He kissed her mouth as he pinched and pulled on her nipples with his hand. She moaned and reached for his cock to stroke him.

Her lips were incredibly soft, and just contact with them was deliciously arousing, but he deepened the kiss anyway. Her tongue was warm and sweet with Butterbeer. He moved down to take one of her tits into his mouth. She no longer could reach his cock, so she just relaxed and sank into the bed letting him make his way slowly down to her pussy.

When he was between her legs, he took time to admire her cunt. She spread her long legs to give him better access and the meaty pussy lips split apart to reveal the deep pink opening of her cunt, surrounded by her dark skin. His cock pulsated with the urge to be buried in that warm sheath, but he noticed that her engorged clit was slowly emerging from within its meaty wrappings.

Her clit was huge, almost like a micro penis, and it was as pink as the head of his own cock. He looked up at her and their eyes met. There was a small hint of embarrassment on her face.

It wasn't until the other girls in Quidditch team noticed her clit for the first time, while taking a shower after training, that Angelina realized that her clit was freakishly large. She was self-conscious about it to this day.

"It's big, isn't it?"

"It's lovely," he said smiling.

She beamed at him.

Neville proceeded to lick the length of her slit before he started sucking on her meaty pussy lips. The cries and moans of pleasure of both women filled the room. He peeked to the side and saw that George's face was buried against his wife's puffy cunt.

Angelina's hand pushed his head back into her crotch. "Don't get distracted. Tuck in," she said languidly.

Neville chuckled and after a quick apology got back to eating her pussy. His tongue explored the texture of those big, fat pussy folds as he moved up to her clit. Hannah had taught him how to eat pussy, and one lesson she had emphasised was to always start with light licks before sucking on her clit or he could hurt her. He used just the tip of his tongue around the huge, pink nub. The volume of the cries of both women were reaching a crescendo. He wrapped her lips around her clit, and she became frantic. Her breathing was shallow and irregular, her entire body was restless, and a small tremor started on her legs.

Very gently he sucked on her clit and brushed his tongue against it. It was like sucking the tip of his thumb. It was that big. He sucked a little harder and her entire body convulsed amid a string of screams and obscenities. A moment later her screams were joined by those of his wife. His cock was pulsating with pure lust.

Even before her orgasm was over, he spread her long, chocolate-coloured legs and with a final look at the quivering pink flesh inside her cunt, he buried his cock inside her. Angelina screamed with pain and pleasure when his big cock battered the back of her vagina. He started to fuck her.

Hearing the slapping sounds of two hips colliding against two bums, in addition to the screams and moans of two women was the loudest sexual experience he had had so far. He looked at George, who also turned to look at him.

"Want to switch again?" he asked with a confident smile.

"Yeah!"

Seamlessly he was on top of Hannah, who opened her eyes and smiled at him. She pulled him down for a fierce kiss. "YEAH, FUCK ME!"

He grabbed her ankles and pushed them together, holding them vertically in front of him. In this position her pussy was pressed closed around his cock. It was as tight as a vise. Her entire body was jiggling from his deep, hard strokes. A couple of minutes later, Hannah came hard, with cum spraying out of her pussy and loud screams.

He was almost at the point of orgasm when George tapped his shoulder.

"Angie wants both our cocks inside her."

Neville stopped, not sure if he understood what he said. "What?"

"Yes," Hannah said overly excited. "I want to see it, Nev. One cock in her pussy and one in her arse!"

Angelina was still catching her breath but was eager for more cock. Her legs were still spread wide open, and her clit was twitching.

"Blimey!" Hannah exclaimed loudly. "Your clit is huge!" She moved closer to stare at it. "Can I touch it?"

Angelina laughed, amused by the awe in Hannah's eyes and voice. With a nod she consented.

Carefully Hannah placed the tip of her index finger on top of it and made a small circular movement, drawing a deep moan. She removed her finger and smiled at her friend.

"Is it sensitive?"

"Very."

"Lucky girl. I want to see you getting drilled by two big cocks. I'm dripping just thinking about it."

Angelina lubed her butthole and also performed a magical enema.

"Do I get arse or pussy?" Neville asked.

"You get pussy," Angelina answered with a chuckle. "You're not sticking that basilisk monster you call a cock into my arse."

Neville laid down on the bed. The pause had made his orgasm recede into the background. Hannah gave him a blow job to get his penis ready before Angelina mounted him. She lowered herself unto his cock slowly, increasingly taking more of it until all his nine inches were stuffing her pussy.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she let out a deep moan. "Fuck, that's a lot of cock," she purred.

Angelina lowered her upper body to kiss his lips. George finished applying lube and lined up behind her. He pressed the head of his cock against her butthole and pushed in. After a few cries of discomfort, he too was buried inside her.

At first their movements were a bit uncoordinated and awkward, but soon they found a rhythm and both cocks were moving smoothly inside her. Quickly the volume of her cries of pleasure increased.

"This is weird," Neville said to George. "I can feel your cock sliding against mine."

"Feels amazing, doesn't it?"

Neville blushed. He figured that feeling pleasure from another man's cock sliding against his own was wrong, even if that contact was separated by a woman's colon and vagina.

Meanwhile, Hannah was watching with interest the piston like movement of the two cocks stretching both of Angelina's holes. With one hand she started caressing the balls of both men, while with the other she was fingering her dripping wet pussy. She couldn't wait for her turn to take those two cocks.

George increased the pace of his strokes and grunted. Angelina's body was sweaty between the two men, and she became even louder. "Bugger me, George. HARD!"

A few minutes later he came inside bum, followed by an orgasmic chain reaction. Angelina joined him in bliss first, and Neville followed her a few seconds after that. Angelina's completely relaxed body sank into Neville's chest and all three remained silent for a whole minute. The silence was only interrupted by the sounds of Hannah sopping wet pussy as she fingered herself until she too reached an orgasm.

"That was a bloody good shag," Angelina said languidly when she regained her bearings. She opened her eyes and looked at Hannah who was also coming out of her own orgasmic haze. "You're going to love having those two cocks inside you. Let's get these boys ready."

Hannah reached impatiently for his husband's limp penis, she peeled back the foreskin, and sucked it clean of his semen and Angelina's cum. She then wrapped her big tits around his now semi-rigid shaft and enveloped it with the warmth of her supple breasts. She moved the alabaster orbs up and down until his staff rose to full mast. She looked over to other the side and verified that Angelina had George hard and good to go. The back woman was sitting between the two recumbent men.

"Have you ever done the ski manoeuvre?" Angelina asked Hannah chuckling. George started chuckling also.

"The ski manoeuvre?" Hannah asked puzzled. "What's that?"

Angelina sat parallel between the two men and took one cock with each hand. "When skiing it's important to have a good hold of your ski poles," she said amusedly and started stroking both men up and down as she raised one shoulder and lowered the other one. "Just imagine you're doing the slalom," she added leaning forward and leaning from side to side. They all laughed at her antics.

"Let me try it!" Hannah said enthusiastically. She sat facing her before taking a hold of the two stiff rods.

She imitated Angelina and they all laughed at her endearing enthusiasm.

"Wheee. I win!" she said excitedly a minute later. "What's my prize?"

"One pole in the arse, and one pole in the pussy," Angelina said laughing.

"Fuck, yes!"

"Can I be the arse man this time?" Neville asked evenly.

Hannah beamed at him and moved on top of her husband to plant a fierce kiss on his lips. "Yes, Luv. You can have my arse. Thank you for agreeing to this."

"Come here and have a seat then," George said as he slowly stroked himself.

After doing the necessary preparations, Hannah moved over and straddled the redhead man before lowering herself unto his hard manhood. George moaned appreciatively at how tight her pussy was. She lowered her upper body and spread herself wide when Neville kneeled behind her. He took time to admire the magnificent shape of her callipygian bum as he generously lubed his cock.

She let out a long groan as he breached her sphincter and the men started moving. It took a little longer for Hannah to get the right rhythm, but soon enough the three of them were moving seamlessly. She closed her eyes and threw back her head. Her face had a rictus of unadulterated pleasure.

"So full… so full," she whispered. "Yes, yes, GODS. Give me more, boys."

Neville was buried all the way into her arse and his hanging balls were bouncing against George's sack. Hannah's moans and cries were getting louder and louder. He knew his wife, and he knew that her uterine fire was now lit. Angelina moved to have a closer look and Neville reached with one hand to knead her breasts. He pulled on an ebony nipple until she cried with pain and pleasure. She leaned to give him a delicious snog, but it was interrupted by the screams of the blonde girl.

"YES, YES, YES. COME ON, BOYS. FUCK ME LIKE YOU HATE ME!"

Hannah was being savagely impaled by the two cocks and she was shaking like a rag doll. She completely lost muscle control and cum poured out her stuffed pussy unto the bedsheets. With a final scream she collapsed on top George. The two men wouldn't have stopped, but Angelina was so turned-on by the spectacle that she was dripping on the sheets and wanted her share.

"Please, don't come yet. Save it," she begged them.

Neville pulled out of his wife's arse and Hannah fell to one side, barely conscious.

Angelina got off the bed and stood on the edge before bending over. With her hand she pulled Neville off the bed and guided him behind her. Meanwhile George was moving on his knees to position himself in front of his wife.

"Just the pussy," Angelina said breathlessly to Neville before turning to her husband and swallowing his cock.

Soon the former Gryffindor chaser was getting fucked from both ends. Neville noticed her twitching butthole and put the pad of his thumb on the puckered surface. He started doing slow circles and Angelina moaned appreciatively. She took the cock inside her mouth out. "A finger is fine," she said quickly before swallowing the cock again.

The thumb went into her arse.

Meanwhile, Hannah had recuperated and got off the bed to assume the same position as Angelina.

"Let's switch," George yelled, and the men moved to service the Hufflepuff.

After switching back and forth a couple of times, George got off the bed and with a jerk of the head indicated to Neville it was his turn to get some pussy. He got on the bed and his wife firmly grabbed the shaft of his cock at the point she knew was her limit. Angelina made a mental note of that point and did the same when it was her turn again to get spit-roasted.

After several minutes Neville groaned and spoke. "Fuck, I'm going to come."

"Paint our faces, Luv," Hannah said breathless.

The two women leaned until they were cheek to cheek. Neville wanked himself furiously until he exploded with a torrent of man-milk on the faces of the two women. George moved to his wife and fucked her until she came and cum was running down her thighs. He pulled out and spayed his milky seed on the bums of the two women. Meanwhile, gobs of semen started dripping from their chins. The women licked the cum off their faces but didn't kiss. Neither found the idea sexually appealing. At least not yet.

All four got on the bed and cuddled with their spouse before sinking into the mattress completely exhausted.

Twenty minutes later, the mess on the bed had been cleaned and Hannah and Neville were saying their goodbyes by the door before heading down to their room.

"I hope both of you enjoyed yourselves," Angelina said politely.

"I loved it," Hannah replied, "Thank you both."

"No, thank you," George intervened. "It was our pleasure."

Neville chuckled. "You're welcome."

"I hope we can do this again…" Angelina said probingly.

"I would love that," Hannah said and turned to look up pleadingly at her husband.

"I would also love to do this again."

His wife squealed happily and planted a noisy kiss on his cheek.

"How about if we make it a regular part of Boys' and Girl's Night out?" Angelina offered.

"Deal," Hannah exclaimed excitedly.

Neville shook George's hand and kissed Angelina's cheek.

"Nev," Hannah said reprovingly, "just a few minutes ago you were eating her pussy. I'm sure it's okay if you kiss Angie's lips."

They all laughed and after a nod from George, he kissed Angelina on the lips. George reciprocated the gesture, and they made their way down to their bedroom.

The couple cuddled on the bed in the bright afterglow of their recent bliss.

"I wonder if our other friends had as much fun as we did tonight," Hannah said fighting a yawn. "I doubt it."

Neville head dropped on her shoulder and his even breathing let her know that he had fallen asleep. She kissed the top of his head and turned off the light.

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