***
Ron was dimly aware someone was buggering his little sister, but
the warm vice gripping his prick was more than enough distraction to
keep the knowledge out of his mind. Hermione was reveling in the feel
of a loving cock in her slick hole, actually meeting his thrusts as he
slammed forward with all possible force.
Lost in feeling for the girl he’d long been infatuated with, the
redhead leaned forward, holding her legs open wider so he could see his
thick pole come into contact with her warm mound. She seemed to like
the amorous gesture very much, cooing most delightedly. Spurred on, Ron
started to kiss the nape of her neck as he continued to make love,
letting one hand drift around his partner’s body to cup the magnificent
breasts that had been the subject of his wet dreams since first
arriving at Hogwarts.
Hermione purred as he expressed his love for her, then even louder
as her nipples were excited by the unsophisticated adolescent’s
fumbling hands. Already her body was afire with gratification, and she
knew it would be difficulty to hold out much longer.
“I can’t… much longer…” Ron groaned, pausing for a second
before resuming the intimate dance.
“It’s all right, Ron…” Hermione returned gently, cheeks red and
flushed from the beaming expression on her face.
The male Gryffindor let out a sputtering grunt, and then proceeded
to spasm wildly, driving her easily to the brink of eruption. She let
out a rasp of passion as well, panting as her feminine tunnel gripped
his manhood firmly to coax the life-giving seed out. The two tensed
dramatically, Ron embracing his girl securely as his last bit of
strength gave out. With another virile utterance, he nestled himself in
as deeply as he pleased, jerking uncontrollably as his balls emptied a
load of spunk.
Hermione shrieked jubilantly as she came, feeling the familiar
sensation of her own flooding wetness along with the uniquely new one
she had only discovered that day — hot, greasy, ropes of sperm
shooting into her previously virginal uterus. The flames in her crotch
eventually died down as their pace slowed, and she managed to keep her
wobbly knees locked long enough to ensure that Ron was finished before
collapsing to the stone floor, gasping sharply as the loving rod was
pulled out of her quim.
“A splendid show, Granger!” Draco cheered sarcastically from his
new perch atop Dumbledore’s chair. “Almost makes me really want to
leave you alone this time. But, I think I’ll imbibe anyway… just for
old times’ sake…” Grinning deviously, he pulled a flap of his
garments aside, revealing a fresh erection for her to take care of.
As she rose to fellate Malfoy, Ron reached over and caressed her
smooth thighs, murmuring a groggy profanity.
“Don’t worry…” the cherubic female offered back in a whisper,
bending down and giving him a long, loving smooch. “After today, you’ll
be the only one who can have me…”
***
Ginny was still dealing with a man penetrating her most unfamiliar
area, though, and such luxuries as hope seemed a long way off. She
couldn’t help clenching her buttocks together as Crabbe helped himself
to her anal passage, knowing that it was only serving to enhance his
pleasure. Still heatedly making out with Luna, the youthful teen was
only somewhat aware of the pummeling going on behind her.
Lovegood, on the other hand, seemed to have adopted a strangely
blas?ttitude towards an unwelcome stranger having dirty sex with her.
Having watched as Draco took her cherry, Ginny was reasonably sure that
Luna was as chaste back there as she was, and was at a loss to explain
her friend’s blithe unconcern.
“You’re really good at this…” the golden-haired young lady
commented warmly, ceasing the tongue-dueling with Ginny to peck her
quickly on the lips. “Maybe we can… you know, get together… when
this is all over…”
Shocked by the girl’s candor, Ginny at once realized what she was
doing, and that there was a world outside of the Slytherins’
debaucherous gang-rape that she would eventually have to return to.
Abashed, she quickly drew back from her puzzled mate and folded her
arms across her chest to conceal her boobs, content to simply endure
the rest of the intercourse.
“Maybe I came on too hard…” Luna pondered idly, holding the sides
of the table as Ginny had done before to steady herself. Her thoughts
were cut short just as crisply, however, as Goyle started to fuck her
extra hard, making a plethora of manly noises as he shot the
youngster’s bowels full of semen. “Oooh… there it goes!” she
announced, not missing a beat.
“Uhhh… what?” the embarrassed redhead asked quizzically,
stiffening right afterwards as Crabbe slammed all the way in, nearly
driving the hilt through worn sphincter. Finished as well, he slid out
of her anus and grabbed his tool in a zealous fashion, energetically
stroking himself over Ginny’s doubled-over form. Thankful that he was
at least refraining from spoiling her innards, she let her head sink to
the ground so Luna couldn’t catch the expression of utter revulsion.
Decorating her backside with white goo, the hulking male blasted
his hot cream all over Ginny’s flesh. Most landed wetly on her bottom,
but a few arced upwards high enough to splatter innocently on her back
and shoulders. Sensing the greasy fluid seeping into her skin caused a
shudder of disgust to ripple through the teenager’s battered frame.
Exhausted, she leaned to the side and sunk towards the floor, hearing a
similar thud as Luna joined her a moment afterwards.
“Here, let me clean you up…” the Ravenclaw witch offered, and the
youngest Weasley could already hear her crawling over…
***
“You know what to do, mudblood…” Draco cackled, clutching a tuft
of Hermione’s hair just as she knelt down in front of him. Annoyed, but
far from hurt, she simply accepted the treatment, opening wide to allow
his stiffness to pass between her succulent lips. Malfoy moaned
uncharacteristically as his shaft was caressed by the defiled girl,
catching himself only after she had already taken most of the meat
inside her mouth. More angry at himself than anything for losing
command of the situation, he pulled her head even further onto his
cock, grunting as the head plunger even deeper.
Hermione struggled at first to prevent him from fucking her throat,
but just as soon acquiesced. He was much stronger than she was, of
course, and also had a wand held ready in one hand. With great
reluctance, the shy girl relaxed her gullet and let him proceed, nearly
choking just to oblige the long cylinder. Thus affirmed of control,
Draco yanked her thick mane violently, shoving his tool inside hard
enough to force the shapely Gryffindor’s cheeks to bulge outwards in
weak protest.
“I knew you’d be good at this…” he snarled, back to his old self
upon seeing Hermione’s muffled pleas for him to ease back. He did
nothing of the sort, however, instead continuing to feed her his wicked
instrument and cast his gaze around the room to try and find more ways
of rejuvenating the orgy. All three of his henchmen appeared to be too
depleted to participate any longer, but Luna and Ginny appeared to have
discovered something between the two of them that was rather
titillating.
The brunette’s request to cleanse her redheaded friend’s privates
had apparently gone uncontested, for the lithe sorceress had thrown
aside all pretenses of resisting the charms of another woman. Ginny was
sitting astride Luna, gleefully pressing her sparse muff against a most
pleasurable of surfaces. Miss Lovegood was darting her tiny tongue all
along her mate’s erogenous zones, seemingly content to merely bring
pleasure to another while her own girlhood went unfulfilled. With a
shout and shudder, Molly Weasley’s only daughter let her eyes flutter
closed, mouth open in ecstasy as she poured sweet honey out all over
her first female lover.
“Good show, Ginny!” Malfoy snickered with obvious glee towards the
mayhem his little scheme had set into motion. “Now, go make that pretty
mouth of yours useful and suck your brother off…”
The crimson-haired teenager gaped in horror at his suggestion, the
afterglow of her orgasm quickly souring. Turning to him, she spat back
a look of explicit incredulity. Draco said nothing at first, and simply
drew Hermione’s hair away from the side of her face to Ginny could see
a good deal of the lewd union. “Do it, or you’ll be next…”
Quickly chastened by the thought of giving head to the domineering
tyrant, she immediately obeyed and sped over to where Ron lay, her
pussy dripping sensually the entire trip. “I hope he doesn’t get any
ideas…” she wondered, taking only a moment to lay on her stomach
between her brother’s legs before slurping on his flaccid spike.
“Ginny… don’t…” the logy male broke in quickly, stirring at
once upon realizing there was a willing female at his crotch and the
perfumed scent below could only have come from one person. “Don’t
listen to him…”
“Oh, hush!” she snapped back, consuming his entire length for a
second before pulling away, watching in satisfaction as it grew
substantially from the treatment and tasting just a hint of the
feminine musk that she had come to know from Luna’s body. “If I have to
do it, it might as well be with you!”
Groaning in resignation, Ron allowed his little sibling to suckle
his manhood, resisting the urge to force her head down as Draco had
done to increase the building ecstasy. His reward for letting Ginny
take her time and adjust to performing the intimate act was an even
greater pleasure than Malfoy could hope to coerce from an unwilling
Hermione.
“Wow, he’s big…” she thought to herself, keeping one hand wrapped
firmly around the base to keep him from moving as she went down on his
mighty staff. “It’s more than Michael’s!” Ginny had taken care of her
old boyfriend orally for some time before letting him screw her, and
was experienced enough to know what to do. The coating of warm sperm
and Hermione’s wetness took some getting used to, as she had never
offered to let the Corner boy finish in her mouth, but Ron’s larger
size in comparison to her last fling was even more surprising!
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