Mr. Weasley had just asked Harry, Hermione and Ron to go and fetch some water for their tent.  As they made their way through the mass of exotic tents and people, Harry was stopped by an odd looking salesman.  The salesman wasn’t even trying to blend into the muggle environment; his appearance was way over the top; flashy orange and yellow clothing, topped off with a bright neon green top hat.

Harry would have simply continued on walking, brushing the madman aside, but for some reason he was drawn to him.

‘You look like a young man interested in taking a chance on an ancient and long-lost book’ said the salesman with enthusiasm.  ‘The only one in existence; able to grant any owner the access to the most forbidden fruit known to man’ continued the salesman as Ron and Hermione kept walking, leaving Harry alone with the salesman.

‘What’s in this miracle book?’ asked a skeptical Harry, now searching for it in the hands of the salesman.

‘No-no-no!’ said the man wagging his finger at Harry.  ‘You must first show me you have the necessary money’

Harry, still skeptical of the traveling salesman, slowly reached into his money bag to show the man he had plenty of money.  Before pulling any money out however, he asked, ‘How much is it going to cost me?’

‘For a young student, burdened by the cost of paying for school… ten Galleons!’ responded the flashy salesman, clearly unsure whether Harry would bite and purchase the book.

Harry showed the salesman that he indeed had the required gold.

In an instance, the salesman waved his wand making Harry’s gold disappear, and replacing it with a heavy leather-bound book.  As Harry was about to tell the salesman to stop, he had vanished, disapparating before Harry even agreed to buy the book.

‘Probably full of blank pages’ thought Harry as he waved his wand and made the book disappear until he had time to take a closer look at it.

‘Come on Harry’ yelled Hermione and Ron, after realizing they had lost Harry.

Unsure of why, Harry felt that he’d better keep the book secret, in order not to be made a joke of or chided by his friends for buying a mysterious book for ten Galleons before even opening it.

Harry, Ron and Hermione continued on down the path, through both the Irish and Bulgarian supporters, stopping to talk to any friendly faces they saw. 

The long walk to the water well was a great opportunity for Harry and Ron to stare at some of the more exotic and unbelievably attractive foreign witches.  It had been last year that both Harry and Ron had discovered a different side to the girls of Hogwarts.  Both Harry and Ron would feel themselves get horny at the possibility of cracking one of the more attractive girl’s unbreakable shells.  Stripping them naked and having their way with them is what consumed both of Harry and Ron’s minds, ninety percent of the day.  Walking to the well also gave them the opportunity to stare at their good but incredible attractive best friend, Hermione, whom they always walked behind, not because she was the one holding the map, but because Hermione had one of hottest asses either of the boys had ever seen.

Hermione was sporting tight blue jeans, perfect for showing off her small but tight teen ass.  Every once and a while Hermione would glance backs and see Ron and Harry staring at her ass, but she’d never say anything.  She kept quiet, not because she didn’t want to embarrass them, but because she liked the extra attention.  In truth, Hermione knew all about sex; she had been educated by her parents in the summer, and although Hermione enjoyed teasing both her best friends and the rest of the boys at Hogwarts, Hermione would never consider giving into their lustful advances.

As they reached the community well, Ron gave Hermione the empty bucket to fill with water, wanting the opportunity to watch Hermione bend over.  Just as Hermione got to work, a fellow Gryffindor, Seamus Finnigan approached Harry and Ron.

‘Hey Harry, hey Ron, how’s it going’ roared an excited Seamus.  ‘Come to show your support for Ireland!’

Harry and Ron had been staring straight at Hermione’s ass when Seamus had interrupted their viewing pleasure.  They snapped out of their reverie, just as Seamus finished his sentence.

‘Yeah! Yeah!’ mumbled a slightly embarrassed Harry and Ron.

Seamus, realizing what they were staring at, changed the subject to Hermione in an instant. ‘Boy, I’d like to crack that egg!’ he said now joining Harry and Ron in staring at Hermione. 

‘You’re telling me’ sighed a dejected Ron.

‘Well… luck seems to be on my side today, so I think I’ll take a crack at her’ said Seamus as he starting walking towards Hermione.

Both Harry and Ron were taken off-guard by the sudden impulsive actions of their friend.  Before they could say anything to Seamus, he had already made it to Hermione and given her ass a hard squeeze, saying something inaudible to her which both Harry and Ron could not hear.  To their amazement, Hermione smiled at Seamus as he finished talking and let go of her ass.  However, as Hermione lifted up the full bucket of water she had collected; both Harry and Ron realized the peril Seamus was now in.  In an instant, she had dumped the entire contents on to Seamus’s head and started refilling it without saying another word.

Seamus walked back to Harry and Ron, and to their shock, was smiling from ear to ear.

‘Why are you smiling Seamus’ asked Ron.  ‘Didn’t you just get shutdown?’

‘Yeah… I sure did’ he responded, ‘but at least I got a good squeeze in first’

All three of them laughed as Hermione continued to pump the water and fill the bucket.

After a long walk back to their campsite, Harry and Ron collapsed upon entering the tent, exhausted by the long walk.  After a good lunch; Harry made Ron follow him into the empty girl’s tent while everyone else was distracted.  Harry whipped out his wand and out of thin air, the mysterious black leather-bound book he had bought appeared.

‘What’s that?’ asked a confused Ron.

‘I don’t really know, but I thought I’d show you before Hermione, just in case it’s something stupid’ responded Harry, as he opened the untitled leather cover.

The first page had the title written in ink, right in the center of the page, ‘Spellbook of Desires’.  However, it seemed to have no author and no description of what the book was about.

Harry quickly turned the page over to find an index, listing every chapter in the book.  To Harry and Ron’s amazement, the first chapter was titled ‘Sexual Inhibitions’ and the rest were titled similarly, all with sexual connotations.  Harry and Ron were both excited at the prospect of discovering spells and potions which would unlock their wildest dreams, so they turned the page as fast as they could.  On the top of the next page read the title, ‘Sexual Inhibitions’, with a short description underneath.

It read:

It looked good to both Harry and Ron as they closely read and re-read the description.  To their obvious and delighted amazement, the potion-work seemed very simple, so simple in fact, that they could concoct the potion in no time at all.  The directions stated that all that was needed was hot water, a hair from the intended benefactor, and a few simple wand movements. 

At the bottom of the instructions read out the time limit the potion would have: This concoction will last for only one hour and upon its conclusion, the drinker will have no memory of that hour’s exploits.  Enjoy!

Harry and Ron looked at each other, ‘I’m first!’ both shouted as smirks formed on their faces.

‘It’s my book!’ retorted a defensive Harry.

‘So’ responded Ron.  ‘You’re my guest’

Knowing that they would never settle who would inevitably go first, they decided to draw straws.  Harry found a stick, broke it in two and held them up for Ron to choose.  Ron picked the smaller of the two, leaving Harry with the largest, and the right to go first.

‘Tell me how it goes, at least, because we both know who you’re going to use it on” pouted Ron, knowing that Harry had Hermione in mind.

Ron left as Harry began to prepare the ingredients.  Harry heated up some water, found a cup, plucked a hair from his head and performed the simple spell, making the water glow a bright green before turning clear again.  Harry next had to think of a way to lure Hermione into the tent and drink the hot beverage with no questions asked.

As Harry formulated a plan to trick Hermione into drinking the potion, Ron was busy at work trying to find Hermione and make sure Harry wouldn’t be the first into her panties.  Ron quickly found her sitting down at the table in the other lounge playing wizard’s chess with Ginny.  Ron had to find an excuse to get her away as soon as possible.  So, he found the bucket of water they had retrieved from the well, and poured the entire contents down the bathroom sink.

‘Hermione!  I thought you said you filled the bucket, there’s no water left!’ Ron complained, as best he could.

‘What?’ responded a confused Hermione.  ‘I know I filled it, let me see’ 

Hermione looked and was shocked to see it empty.  ‘Hmmpf’ she said, ‘I guess I can go fill it up again, seeing that it was my responsibility’

‘Oh, and take your time’ Ron said with a small smirk growing on his face.  Ron knew that Harry would not be able to wait long enough for Hermione to return, opting instead to use the potion on another unsuspecting girl.

Hermione made it outside the tent with the bucket, but was quickly confronted by an excited Harry.

“Hermione! Perfect, I want you to try something I just bought, it’s the best drink I’ve ever tasted!’ said Harry excitedly.

‘Sure Harry, but first I need to get some more water, then I’ll be right back’ Hermione said happily.

Harry re-entered the girl’s tent, ecstatic that Hermione was finally going to be his.  As Harry looked up to see where he had placed the cup of potion, he was horrified to see the red-headed Ginny Weasley gulping down the entire contents of the cup.

‘Wait Ginny, don---’ stammered an alarmed Harry.

But it was too late, Ginny had drunk the entire glass, and the effects were already apparent.  Ginny turned around slowly, massaging her small left breast with her left hand while her right was busy at work buried down her rather small skirt.

Harry had never even thought of Ginny in this kind of way.  She was a year younger then him, not to mention his best friend’s younger and only sister.  Only now did Harry really appreciate how hot Ginny Weasley actually was.  Her breasts were a little smaller than Hermione, but her body was just as hot and just as tight.  Perhaps letting her drink the potion wasn’t such a huge mistake.

As Harry contemplated his options, Ginny was busy at work removing her pullover sweater and her plaid skirt.  Her hands were hard at work still as she felt unfamiliar urges takeover her young virgin body.  Secretly, she had always had a crush on Harry Potter, but because he was her brother’s friend, and he never seemed interested in her, she had never made a serious move.  The sensation rolling through her entire body at that moment however, made anything seem possible.

Harry continued to stare as Ginny played with herself; looking up and down her body, examining her freckled body, her tiny panties, and her beautiful features.  Harry watched as she pulled off her white shirt, followed swiftly by her panties and bra, revealing young pert and small breasts, and an extremely tight looking, bald pussy.

Ginny was still massaging both her breasts and pussy at this point, but her eyes were now drawn to a large bulge forming in Harry’s pants.  For some reason, all she could think of was getting on her knees, crawling over to him, unzipping his pants, and pulling out what ever lay beneath.  Ginny did this in short order, with little protestation from a shocked Harry, who still couldn’t get over Ginny’s actions.

Harry felt Ginny’s small fingers unzip and unbutton his pants, followed by them pulling both them and his underwear to his ankles.  Harry looked down to see his hard five inches unencumbered by his underwear and pants.  Harry could also see what looked like ravenous desire in Ginny’s eyes as she grabbed hold of Harry’s cock and started to slowly pump it back and forth.

Ginny had no idea what she was doing; sure she knew the basics of sexual intercourse, but she had never even truly thought about.  Something inside her was urging her to grab hold of Harry’s cock and stroke at fast as she could.  Before long however, the urge to put it in her mouth overtook her as well and within seconds, she was engulfing the entire five inches like a pro.

Harry was in paradise, the sensation of Ginny’s warm mouth engulfing his dick was almost too much for Harry to handle.  Harry knew what would happen if it became too much, having practiced several times by himself, but he wanted this to last as long as possible.

Sensing that Harry was close to cumming, Ginny pulled off of his cock and stood up, facing Harry.  By this point, Ginny had no control over what she was doing; a guiding force seemed to be directing all of her actions.  She gestured with her right hand to follow her, sexily wiggling her ass as she made her way over to a small kitchen table.

Harry had a tinkling of what was about to come, having seen pictures and having watched adult programs before.  He followed Ginny over to the kitchen table and watched as she bent herself over the table, presenting her incredibly tight pussy to him.  The moment of truth had come for Harry, this would be the first time he’d ever fucked a girl, and he knew he’d never forget it.  He stepped up behind Ginny and rubbed the tip of his cock against her already moist slit.

‘Mmmmm’ moaned Ginny as Harry prodded the opening of her pussy, hoping to find an entrance as soon as possible.

Harry was in luck, after a few short seconds the tip of his cock lodged itself into the opening of her pussy .  With all his strength, he slowly nudged the tip of his cock into Ginny’s tiny pussy.

‘UNGGHHH!’ both Ginny and Harry grunted as Harry lodged a good two inches into her virgin cunt.

Harry slowly pushed in and out in a sawing motion for the next few minutes, until about four inches of his cock was inside Ginny.  He felt a some kind of a barrier, blocking the way.  Not knowing what it was, Harry continued to push against the elastic barrier until with a little painful screaming from Ginny, he managed to force his cock in the entire way.

Ginny had been in severe pain the entire time Harry had been fucking her; however, it was the final breakthrough that had hurt the most.  Now that Harry was through however, it was starting to feel a lot better for Ginny, so much so in fact, she had started moaning as Harry started to pick up the pace.  She could feel a small trickle of blood run down her inner thigh, but by this point, the pleasure in her pussy was beginning to overwhelm her.

“Yesssss!’ moaned Ginny as Harry’s pace pushed her over the edge for the first time in her life.

Harry felt the warm gush of fluid surround his cock before leaking out of her pussy and mixing with the small amount of blood rolling down her inner thigh.  With the added sensation of Ginny’s spasming pussy and the warm liquid running down his cock, Harry knew that his end was near.  Wanting to end it in style, like the adult programs did on T.V., Harry pulled out of Ginny just in the nick of time.

‘Get on your knees!’ he shouted, as Ginny flipped over and sunk to her knees for the second time that day.  She didn’t know what was coming, but she knew she’d love it.

‘Ungghhh’ grunted Harry as he pointed his cock at Ginny’s glistening face.  He started to ejaculate several large loads of his hot cum onto Ginny’s smiling face.  As the cum splashed against her cheeks and forehead, she opened her mouth in anticipation to catch a few drops.  Not wanting to disappoint, Harry unloaded the last couple of strands into her waiting mouth before nearly fainting from the sensation.  Harry watched as the cum-plastered Ginny in front of him starting scooping the excess cum off her face and into her mouth, where she greedily drank it down.

In minutes, Ginny was finished cleaning herself.  She splashed some water on her face to clean herself up and was ready for another round.

Harry, both exhausted and knowing that the hour was nearly up, commanded Ginny to clothe herself and go and lie down in her bed for the next fifteen minutes.

Ginny did so dutifully, now completely under the control of the potion.  Harry cleaned and clothed himself as Ginny made her way to her room.  All in all, he was very happy.  It wasn’t Hermione, but it was definitely something he would never forget.  Harry picked up his leather-bound treasure, made it disappear into thin air again for safe keeping, and made his way out of the tent as if nothing had happened.  As he was making his way it into the boy’s tent next door however, he ran into Ron, who looked very pleased with himself.

‘I guess you didn’t use that potion on Hermione!’ said Ron with a smirk on his face.

‘How did you know?’ Harry asked.

‘Oh, I sent her off on a little “errand”’ he responded, obviously still pleased with himself.

Harry thought about telling Ron off for the childishness of his actions, but thought better of it, seeing that instead of plowing Hermione, he had just fucked Ron’s little not-so-innocent sister.

‘That’s alright; I got some grade-A-pussy anyway!’ Harry responded instead.

‘Who?’ asked Ron, now interested in Harry’s score.

‘Oh… some nosy little slut I caught sneaking around’ Harry reciprocated with a smile forming on his face.

‘Well… I hope you fucked her like the slut she was’ said Ron now laughing.

‘Oh, I did, I definitely did!’ said Harry, grinning from ear to ear.

It was now Ron’s turn to use the book, and both he and Harry were discussing what spell or potion would be most discreet and most effective.  Because they were about to make their way to the match, they had to pick a spell or potion which could be discreetly used in the top box with no one knowing.  Ron insisted that he get his turn as soon as possible, hoping to use the top box’s restroom as the venue for his attempt at popping the beautiful Hermione’s cherry.

‘It has to only last a few minutes or they’ll get suspicious’ commented Ron, as he flipped through the pages.

‘I know, I know, you’ve told me ten times already’ Harry replied, knowing how excited Ron was.

‘Here we go’ said Ron, as he flipped to a colorful page, displaying a very simple spell, perfect for the occasion.

The description read:

Ron was nervous as he and the rest of his family, including Harry and Hermione, made their way to the stadium.  He had never had sex before, but fortunately, he had overheard a very descriptive conversation his brother Bill had had with his other brother Charlie about a witch he had met in Egypt a week ago.  Either way, thought Ron, Hermione would never remember the experience, and with as much practice he’d be getting this year, he’d be a pro in no time at all.

Harry hadn’t said a word to Ron the entire walk to the stadium; he knew he was nervous, and besides, he couldn’t stop thinking about who he’d try the next spell on.

Harry, Hermione and the Weasley’s climbed the steps of the giant stadium until they reached the luxurious top box, where they were seated in comfy seats, surrounded by important looking witches and wizards.

Everybody was ecstatic at the prime seats they would be enjoying, but all Ron could think of, was where, how and when would he cast the spell on Hermione.  Ron took a quick look around the room, seeing what looked like an excellent restroom for his future endeavors with Hermione.  Ron made sure to sit a seat away from Hermione, just to make sure she couldn’t hear him casting his spell on her.

Just as he was about to cast his spell however, a most unwelcome sight came through the door.  The entire Malfoy family; Lucius, his wife Narcissa, and Harry, Ron and Hermione’s nemesis, Draco.

After a few snide remarks by Mr. Malfoy about how the Weasley’s afforded such seats, they sat down just behind Hermione, all three scowling at her.

‘Watch out mother’ whispered Draco, ‘You don’t want to get to close to that filthy little Mudblood’

Hermione turned red, while Harry and Ron, who were the only other two to hear the remarks, nearly jumped out of their seats and cursed the whole lot.  Unfortunately, they were restrained by a glance from Hermione.

Harry looked over at Narcissa; thinking how attractive she’d be if she hadn’t married such a prick and become a snob.  Someone needs to teach her a good lesson thought a still enraged Harry.

Ron on the other hand, cooled down fairly quickly, owing to the fact he had more important issues to deal with.  He had decided the best time for casting the spell on Hermione would be before everything started, when everybody was focusing on the upcoming match, not worrying who went where.

Harry looked over at Ron, who by this point was sweating bullets, trying to work up the courage to pull off the spell.  If Ron couldn’t do it, Harry was more than ready to step in.  Harry could also tell that Ron could barely contain himself at the thought of having his way with Hermione.  He could see a small bulge starting to form in his pants making Harry smile a little.

‘I’m doing it now’ whispered Ron to Harry, as he pulled out his wand and under cover of his sweater, pointed it at an unsuspecting Hermione.

‘Attraculus’ whispered Ron as he made the simple wand movements.  At that precise moment however, Hermione had dropped her program, and had dove down to retrieve it.  Ron had closed his eyes before Hermione had dove down, savoring the moment as best he could but missing the fact that his spell had missed his intended target of Hermione and hit Narcissa Malfoy square in the chest.  The spell made no noise and was invisible to the eye, so as far as Ron was concerned, it had hit the intended target.  Remembering that the effects would be almost instantaneous, Ron quickly made his way to the restroom, where he sat and waited for Hermione to follow and satisfy his carnal lust for her.

Like Ron, nobody saw the spell leave Ron’s wand and glide over the bent over Hermione.  Nobody knew it had struck an oblivious Narcissa Malfoy.  As soon as it did however, Narcissa could feel a burning desire to find Ron Weasley and fuck his brains out as quickly as possible.  She jumped to her feet, drawing little attention from anybody, including her family, and made her way to where Ron had entered the restrooms.  Without knocking, she opened the door to find a shocked Ron Weasley.

Ron, in anticipation of having his way with Hermione, had removed his pants and underwear, along with his sweater and t-shirt.  He was primed and ready, sporting a six inch, rock hard cock.  To his utter amazement and somewhat embarrassment, the door opened, not to reveal the young Hermione Granger, but the older Narcissa Malfoy.  Initially, Ron made an effort to cover himself, thinking that she had inadvertently opened the unlocked restroom he was occupying by accident.  It was when she closed the door behind her and pulled off her dress in a hurry that Ron realized the mistake he had made.

While all this was going on, Harry was in fits about what Ron had done.  Although he never knew the spell had missed at the time, the sudden movement by both Ron, then Narcissa Malfoy revealed the folly of Ron’s poor aiming.  Harry realized that Hermione had remained unchanged and even though Ron was not getting exactly what he wanted, Harry knew he’d be getting everything he needed.  An added bonus would be the fact that Ron would be fucking that snobby bitch, right under the nose of both her husband and brat of a son.

‘What are you laughing at?’ whispered Hermione after realizing Harry was in fits.

‘Nothing… Nothing at all’ Harry responded with a smile still plastered on his face.

‘WHA--’ started Ron as he watched Narcissa Malfoy undress herself in only seconds.  He was ready to perform the counter-spell but was interrupted before he had a chance.  To his utter amazement, she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties underneath her dress and as Ron watched, he realized she didn’t need them.

‘Give me that!’ she responded, pointing at Ron’s still hard cock.

Ron’s eyes were wide open in both shock and arousal as he took a closer look at how trim and fit Narcissa Malfoy was.  Her body was like a tight teenagers, her ass looked as if it had been sculpted from stone, and her breasts were perfectly sized and still firm.  Ron looked up and down at her body, finally focusing on her pussy, which was trimmed into a tiny little strip, a runway for Ron’s throbbing cock.  Like her hair, her tiny strip was silver, gleaming in the restroom candle.

‘We’ll get to that soon enough’ Narcissa said sexily as she watched Ron goggle her neatly trimmed pussy.

Ron simply nodded his head as Narcissa took hold of his manhood, stroking it slowly as she got onto her knees and prepared herself to engulf it.

After a few hard tugs, Narcissa opened her mouth and welcomed Ron’s engorged penis into her hot slick mouth.  With one hand still on his shaft, she ran her mouth back and forth over Ron’s now moist cock, eliciting moans from the fourteen year old wizard.  As she stroked and sucked off Ron, Narcissa used her other hand to prepare herself for the eventual main course.  She began to rub her tight clit back and forth in rhythm with her head bobbing back and forth.

‘Dammit’ Ron grunted, as the pressure building in his loins was too much.  He felt himself spray several large loads of his creamy semen, directly into the still bobbing mouth of Narcissa Malfoy.

Not even hesitating for an instant, she continued to bob her head back and forth, gulping down a healthy load of Ron’s cum.  She was multi-tasking with the best of them at this point, still stroking and sucking Ron’s cock while she continued to rub her own pussy and swallow the large amount of cum being shot down her throat.

Ron, still turned on by the sight in front of him, remained as hard as ever as he watched Narcissa work his cock over even harder.  As Ron watched her silver head streak back and forth, he wondered how freaky she was in bed with Mr. Malfoy.

‘It’s time!’ Narcissa commanded after pulling her mouth of Ron’s cock, removing her hand from her pussy.  Narcissa guided Ron onto his back, right before she straddled his waist, took hold of his cock and in one motion, sat directly onto it, impaling her juicy cunt with Ron’s saliva and cum soaked cock.

‘Ahhh!’ grunted Ron as his cock slid into Narcissa with little effort.  By this point, Ron knew that she must be a huge slut at home; her pussy wasn’t as tight as he first believed but this mattered little to Ron, as the simple sensation of Narcissa bouncing up and down on his cock was almost too much to process.

Narcissa, and experienced sexual player, had taken hold of the restroom counter, she was now using it as a way to lift and drop herself onto Ron’s cock.

Taking the initiative, and wanting to please Narcissa in some way, Ron used both his hands to grab hold of her jiggling tits.  Soft and supple was the only way Ron could describe her beautiful breasts; he continued to massage them, making Narcissa moan a little louder.

Approaching her own orgasm, Narcissa didn’t even warn an unsuspecting Ron as her entire body shook, releasing a hot liquid from her pussy, all over Ron’s cock and waist.

It felt amazing to Ron; the sensation of it rolling down his cock and dripping onto his waist was almost orgasmic in itself.  Ron however, wanted this to last as long as possible, and as Narcissa’s orgasm finally ended, he was delighted to see her continue to bounce up and down on his cock.

By this point, Ron was very aware of the time.  It had been over fifteen minutes since he and Narcissa had entered the restroom, and he could distinctly hear Ludo Bagman beginning to speak to the stadium.  Because of this Ron felt a certain urgency as he began to thrust his hips upwards into Narcissa’s clutching pussy.  The sensation was so immediate, he had no time to either warn Narcissa or pull his cock out of her.  He knew what could happen if he ejaculated into Narcissa’s womb, but by this point, he cared little for the smug bitch that was riding his cock as hard as she could.

‘Unghhhh!’ grunted Ron fairly loudly, pumping out a second healthy load of his potent seed, this time into the slick clutching pussy of Narcissa Malfoy.  Ron fired off five adult sized loads of his cum into Narcissa as she continued to bounce up and down on his softening cock.  Ron could feel her pussy squeezing every last drop out of six inch cock.

Narcissa was a little taken aback at the feeling of someone like Ronald Weasley pumping her full of cum, but for some reason, she couldn’t help but enjoy herself as Ron finally finished.  Her attraction to the poverty stricken Weasley had completely taken her over and all she could think of was to continue fucking him as hard as she could.

Ron soon realized that a problem was arising.  Narcissa’s attraction to him was only increasing and soon, she’d surely fuck him to death.  Acting quickly he grabbed his wand that had fallen to the floor and said ‘Attraculoff’, as he pointed his wand at Narcissa and performed the necessary wand movements.  Narcissa slumped off Ron’s softening cock and fell onto her face with her ass sticking up into the air.  Ron realized that the counter-spell must momentarily knock the intended target out, leaving time for the spell caster to escape.  Ron thought about cleaning her up and dressing her in order to avoid any possible suspicion, but after watching his cum leak out of her pussy and onto the floor, he thought it would be far more fitting to let her wake; alone, naked, and full of cum.  She’d never remember who she had sex with and would therefore never tell anybody.  Ron felt that this was a perfect way to get back at the entire Malfoy family knocking them down a notch for what Draco said about Hermione.  Plus, he thought, who knows what that creamy load of sperm in her pussy may lead to; there may be a miniature Ron Weasley baking in her oven.  What could embarrass the entire Malfoy family more than a red-headed son or daughter popping out of Narcissa in nine months time.

Ron cleaned himself up quickly, got dressed and quietly left the restroom.  No one saw him leave and before taking his seat, he stepped out of the top box for a minute before re-entering, giving himself an excuse to where he had been.  Nobody knew when he returned to his seat, that he had been in the restroom with Mrs. Malfoy, except of course Harry.

Harry looked over at Ron as they both started to giggle at what had just transpired.

As the match finally began, Narcissa Malfoy, fully cleaned and dressed, exited the restroom and took her seat beside her husband and son.  She had red cheeks and was sweating a little, but other than that, nobody realized that she had just been violated.

Both Ron and Harry took a few quick furtive glances at Mrs. Malfoy as the match got under way, giggling as she continued to look a little confused and disoriented.

Draco had been watching both Harry and Ron since Ron and his mother’s disappearance, and he knew something was up, but decided not to say anything until he knew what had happened.

‘Why are you sweating, and what’s that white stain’ Lucius Malfoy asked his wife as he pointed to the lower part of her dress.  Lucius looked livid as he mumbled about appearances in front of such important witches and wizards, glancing down at Cornelius Fudge.

Harry and Ron nearly broke out laughing as Narcissa made some crackpot excuse for the sweat and the stain.

   They were all att the dinner table, when Jill spoke up  . Guys after my parents go to bed   Brad and randy  will fuck  me in Randy's room while heidi  fucks  Tim and  Mark in her room after an hour  me and Hiedi will switch rooms.  The Hiedi Tim and the boys  said good plan mom. Little did they  Jill  washaving sex with her parent before she met Tim  and Jill was the one who plotted  brining the family sex  life together. She  plan ed for her parents to join fun.

   Jill's parents   arrived.  The y ate supper and talked with family for awhile the excused themselves to bed.  Jill  and her family went to assigned rooms. 

  Brad and Randy quickly  began sucking mamma,s breast < jill moaned with pleasure ahhh yes !! Randy  fuck me  Fuck me hard   !!!  Randy got into position  And fucked his mom  like a wild animal   Jill was  sucking  brad's cock, suck it mom suck it !!  ohhh !! after about 30 minutes  the boys switched and Randy was getting a blowjob wile Brad was fucking  his  mom,s ass.  After a few minutes Grandma waled in then The boys froze not knowing what to.  JILL spoke up  , Brad  Randy go help grandma get undressed , as grandma was already taking off her shirt. Grandma was finally naked, climbs into bed with hewr Family .  jill eats her mother's  pussy  Honey   come here  , Brad walks over to grandma   she eagerly begins sucking his cock. . jill  motions for Randy to come over towards them.  Son  fuck my mom good  , she giudes  Randy,s cock  into grandma; pussy  . This was toomuch The  boys wasted no time  in having huge orgasms filling grandma with cum.

Meanwhile  Tim  and mark were Having a Heidi sandwich  Tim fucking Hieidi's pussy  and  mark   Fucking Heidi,s ass . mark  love  fucking asses do to his gay tendencies.   they were having so much fun They did here grandpa walk in  naked.   High  May Join the fun ?   They were so horny they could not say no.  Mark stared at grandpa 's huge cock  , he just had to have it.  Mark  walked over and dropped to his knees and  Sucked his grandfather's cock Oooooh  Mark you suck it better that grandma.  Tim went back to fucking Heidi  .  Grandpa wented Heide but Mark requested he fuck his ass.   Grandpa  I  am bisexual  and pefer guys.   Mark    turned around and gave grandpa a perfect view of his hot young ass.  Grandpa stared  at Mark's  ass and thought it  was to inviting  to pass up he   would have plenty of time for Heidi  , later.    shortly therafter th ey   colapsed \ in exhaustion.  JIll   sugest  to the boys and grandma  that they shoud go  Heidi's room.  Brad and Randy   were  suprised to see grandpa in  with the rest of the family. Jil  sugested  they all go to the living room .   Jill    eplained the whole plot then walked  over to her dad  and began sucking his cock.   Jill's mother motioned  for tim to come over to her,  tim walked over and  was fucking  His mother in law's pussy.   hiedi  had   Brad  and randy  fuck her  pussy , she loved having to cock's in her pussy at one time.  Mark wanted   grandpa to suck his cock , grandpa  was so caught up with excite ment he decided  to try it . It was the best orgy in the Taylor house and the start  of real family togetherness.

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‘Watch this Crabbe’ Malfoy whispered to Crabbe, pointing his wand at a Blast-Ended Skrewt beside Hermione and casting a stinging hex at it.  The Blast-Ended Skrewt exploded from its spot beside Hermione, hurling a powerful blast of fire directly at Hermione, whose clothes were burnt to cinder in seconds.

‘Owww!... Aguamenti’ cried Hermione, using a jet of water from her wand to put out the fire that had completely consumed her clothes.  Hermione was very lucky not to be burned very badly in the process.  She did have a few small scorch marks on her hands and legs, but other than that, she was completely fine.  What wasn’t fine was the state of her clothes, which after being doused with the water, had crumbled off of her, leaving her entirely naked except for her long white socks and shoes.  Even her bra and panties had crumbled away, leaving her completely exposed to everyone.  Everybody stared at the soaking wet Hermione, whose tiny pinks nipples and small firm breasts were clearly visible.  Her long legs, tight teen pussy and tight ass were also visible, as well as her little tuft of brown pubic hair covering the smallest part of her pussy.

‘HOLY FUCK HERMIONE…. YOU’RE SO HOT!’ shouted half the boys in the group staring at her.  Hermione tried to cover her soaking wet body up, but had to watch every boy staring at her get raging hard-ons, including Hagrid, whose bulge was massive.

‘Uhhhhh… Maybe you should … errr … go see Madam Pomfrey… Yeah Madam Pomfrey’ stuttered Hagrid, trying to cover up his shame.  Even Malfoy was hard as a rock as Hermione started running towards the school.  She tried to cover herself up, but running towards the castle meant that her tits and ass jiggled with every step.

‘God… I’ve gotta tap that!’ sighed Harry to Seamus and Dean, who both nodded in approval as they watched Hermione’s ass shrink into the distance.

‘Uhhh… I’ll be right back… I’ve got to… Uhhhh… Do something in me house’ Hagrid said to the class, trying to cover his massive bulge and the desire to run to his house and rub one out.

Hermione ran into the school still completely naked, wanting to make it to the hospital wing and Madam Pomfrey as soon as possible and find some clothes to cover her soaking wet body.  The small burns on her hands and legs were also irritating her and a good healing gel would do well to ease the embarrassment of the situation.  The hospital wing was on the first floor and Hermione thought it would be easier than going all the way back up to Gryffindor Tower for an extra set of clothes.  Madam Pomfrey just had to have something she could cover herself up with, she thought as she ran into the castle, garnering several stares and catcalls from ghosts and students alike.

‘Ohh shut up!’ cried Hermione, nearly in tears for being caught in the embarrassing situation she now found herself in.  This happened far too often for Hermione’s liking and as she made it up to the first floor and the hospital wing, there were a number of male students now following her bouncing wet ass up the stairs.  Hermione’s pussy was visible as she bounded up the last steps and she was mortally embarrassed that almost every student at Hogwarts had now seen her naked.

‘Unghhh!’ grunted a mysterious second year that was on the last step of the staircase rubbing his small three inch cock at the sight of Hermione.  Hermione hadn’t noticed him until the last second and she was unable to get out of the way of his two thick strands of cum which hit the top of her ass as she ran by him.

‘Ewwwww!  You sicko!’ she screamed as she decided not to wait around and run to Madam Pomfrey as quick as she could.  She could hear a few of the boys’ high fiving each other for cumming on Hermione as she ran by.  She could feel the boy’s cum run down her ass as she opened the hospital wing door and stepped inside to safety.  She was disgusted by what the kid had done, but she couldn’t help but enjoy the warm sensation of his cum running down her leg.  She quickly wiped it off before she ran up to Madam Pomfrey, who had her back turned to Hermione as she approached.  Hermione tapped Madam Pomfrey on the shoulder innocently, knowing that she would be disappointed in Hermione’s lack of clothes again.  At least this time she didn’t need any pregnancy potion and wouldn’t have to face that embarrassment again.

‘Miss Granger!  What has happened to your clothes!’ Madam Pomfrey shouted, mystified and concerned at Hermione’s nakedness.

‘The Blast-Ended Skrewts… They burnt my clothes off me and scorched me a little!’ complained Hermione, trying to sound as sincere as possible.

‘Let’s get something to cover you up before I deal with those burns’ replied Madam Pomfrey, as she turned around, shaking her head in disapproval and picking up a hospital gown for Hermione to wear.  Hermione was shocked to find out that the hospital wing had run out of the large gowns and only had the tiny extra small ones to offer, usually given to first year petite girls.  Hermione had nothing better to wear and threw it on without complaint, pulling and tugging it over her head and the rest of her body.  Unfortunately, the gown was about as long as one of Hermione’s shirt and barely made it over her belly button.  Hermione asked for another one but Madam Pomfrey told her that the one she was wearing was her very last one.

‘I’m sorry Miss Granger, but there’s nothing else I can give you… Maybe next time you should be more careful with your clothes’ said Madam Pomfrey, obviously not buying Hermione’s flimsy story.  Hermione’s gown was not nearly long enough to cover her tight ass, pussy and pubic patch.  The walk up to Gryffindor Tower was going to be a long one, thought Hermione as Madam Pomfrey continued to look for a burn healing gel.

‘Darn!  It looks like I’m all out of the burn gel Miss Granger… You’re going to have to go down to Professor Snape in the dungeons and pick some up for yourself’ Madam Pomfrey said to Hermione, turning around with a disappointed smile on her face.  Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but was interrupted by Madam Pomfrey again, ‘Oh… If you could pick up the batch of pregnancy potion Professor Snape has concocted, that would be great!’ said Madam Pomfrey with a smile on her face.  Madam Pomfrey had asked Snape to brew up several batches of pregnancy potion for her after Cho Chang and Pansy Parkinson used her last two to avert pregnancy.  Cho had told Madam Pomfrey that she had woken up in the Owlery with cum in her pussy so she decided it best to be safe, while Pansy told her that her boyfriend had told her to take the potion and not get pregnant.  Malfoy was more than happy to splooge deep in Pansy’s vulnerable womb, but had not plans on raising any little Malfoy’s anytime soon.  Before Hermione could object, Madam Pomfrey nudged her from the hospital wing and out the door.

‘There she is!’ cried a few second year boys who had followed Hermione to the hospital wing and had waited for her to exit.  Hermione pulled her hospital gown down as far as it could but couldn’t cover up her pussy or ass.  The boys pointed and stared at Hermione’s gorgeous figure; none of them pulled out their cocks like the first boy had, but a few of them got in a few quick gropes of her ass and pussy as she ran down the steps towards the dungeons.  She made it down the stairs and opened the dungeon door, stepping inside and closing the door behind her, blocking the pestering second years from following her any further.

Hermione stealthily snuck through the dark dungeon halls, hiding from the view of any Slytherin students in the process.  She was lucky enough to avoid any Slytherins, but when she finally made it to Snape’s little disgusting office, she knew she had no explanation for her appearance.  Before she could stop and think up any viable excuse, Snape opened the door to his office and looked at Hermione’s appearance in complete surprise.  Hermione could see his eyes dart down to her puffy little pubic patch through his greasy black curtain of hair.

‘Skrewts… Burns… Pregnancy potions’ blurted out Hermione, confused and stammering on the spot.

‘ENTER!’ commanded Snape, seeing an excellent opportunity to have a little fun.  Hermione entered Snape’s office still trying to cover herself up, but was disgusted by what she saw.  The walls and shelves in the office were covered with disgusting bottled ingredients and organs.

‘I suppose you’re here to pick up the pregnancy potions I have brewed for Madam Pomfrey… No doubt you are responsibility for the shortage’ said Snape with a smirk on his face.

‘No… I’m here to get some burn gel and the pregnancy potion’ Hermione responded embarrassed.

‘Where are you burned then’ Snape said, looking once more at Hermione’s pussy.

‘On my hands and my legs’ Hermione said, showing Snape her hands and her inner thighs, both burned by the Skrewts.

‘I’ll have to apply the gel myself’ said Snape, pulling a jar of the burn gel from one of the shelves and turning around with a smirk on his face.  He of course didn’t have to apply the gel, but any opportunity to cop a feel was a good opportunity.

‘But…’ started Hermione, but she quickly resigned her complaint after she felt Snape’s cold long fingers grope her inner thighs and massage the gel into her skin.  It felt good on Hermione’s stinging burns, especially when Snape’s fingers found their way a little too close to her pussy.  ‘Professsor!’ started Hermione, aware that his fingers were extremely close to her tight teen pussy.

‘Petrificus Paralysis!’ shouted Snape, hitting Hermione with a freezing spell.  Snape was tired of just feeling up the young witch and wanted to have a little more fun.  The spell he had cast had totally frozen Hermione in the spot she was standing.

Hermione couldn’t move, couldn’t speak and couldn’t do anything at all as Snape walked around the frozen half naked witch.  Snape gave her ass a swift slap, and to Hermione’s horror, she could feel the sting from the contact, but couldn’t scream out in pain.  Snape took a long walk around Hermione, taking in every detail of Hermione’s gorgeous body before making another snide comment.

‘Looks like I’m going to have to teach you a few lessons Miss Granger and this way you won’t be able to open your mouth like a little miss know-it-all’ Snape said, as he pulled off Hermione’s tiny gown and gave her right breast a quick squeeze.  Hermione wanted to scream out for help, but in the deep reaches of her mind she wanted Snape to continue.

Snape used his hands to contort her body, so she was bending over with her head at crotch level with Snape’s cock.  She knew exactly what he was up to when she saw Snape unzip his pants and pull them down to reveal his six inch hard cock.  Hermione gulped and got ready for what surely was about to be a hard face fucking.  She was exactly right as Snape pushed the tip of his cock against Hermione’s tight lips until her mouth dutifully opened and she accepted a few inches of Snape’s hard shaft.  Hermione couldn’t do a thing as Snape grabbed her hair and forced his entire cock into her mouth, blocking her airway temporarily.  Hermione gagged and sputtered, but was completely at the mercy of Snape’s will.  Snape moved his hips back and forth, using his hands to slam Hermione’s head back and forth into his thrusting hips.  Snape could feel Hermione’s drool running down his shaft and balls as he continued to face fuck her for the next five minutes.  Hermione was exhausted when she finally felt Snape let up and pull his saliva coated cock from her mouth, allowing her to catch her breath for the briefest moment.

‘Not bad for a Muggle!’ said Snape, looking like he was ready to blow any second.  Hermione struggled to break free from Snape’s curse to escape, but was still trapped in paralysis.  Snape walked up behind her and picked her up, moving her entire body towards his desk.  He pushed Hermione further over so her face was on his desk and her ass sticking straight up in the air.  Snape got onto his knees and buried his face in Hermione’s pussy, which made Hermione want to moan at the touch of his wet and warm tongue.  ‘Mmmmm… not a bad taste either!’ mumbled Snape, licking his lips and delving his tongue back into Hermione’s tight cunt.  It took only a few minutes before Hermione couldn’t hold the flood gates back anymore and released her juices all over Snape’s face.

‘Well Miss Granger… I hope you enjoy this just as much!’ Snape said, standing up and guiding the tip of his cock towards her tight snatch.  Hermione was screaming for help, but nothing came out of her mouth; she was about to be violated by the Potions Master and there was nothing she could do to stop him.  The lubrication from Hermione’s orgasm made the insertion of Snape’s cock into her pussy very smooth.

‘Ahhhhh… That feels better!’ sighed Snape, pushing his cock deeper into Hermione in the process.  Hermione couldn’t lie to herself; it felt really good to be filled with another cock.  As much as she hated being violated against her will by Malfoy, she had always felt really good after waking up, even after being filled or painted with his cum.

‘Still tight I see… Usually whores as slutty as you are loose as hell’ groaned Snape, as his cock moved like a piston in and out of her well-lubricated pussy.  Hermione was drooling at the sensation of being filled with another man’s cock and even though she still couldn’t say anything, she was hoping Snape would fuck her faster and harder.  Almost as if he was reading her mind, Snape began thrusting in and out of her faster and faster until he was slamming his entire cock in and out of her with his balls slapping against her pussy.  The sensation Hermione felt as his balls came into contact with her pussy was more than enough to push her over the edge for the second time and she covered Snape’s lightning fast cock in her creamy juices.

‘Again Miss Granger… You truly are a slut!’ groaned Snape, clearly ready to blow his own load.  Snape had no intention of pulling out of Hermione either; he had plenty of pregnancy potions available to him and filling the slut he was fucking up with an adult sized load of cum seemed like a great idea to him.

‘I’m going to cum Miss Granger… And you know what… I’m going to fill your gorgeous little Muggle pussy full’ Snape moaned before he began to pant in anticipation.  Hermione wanted to say no but still couldn’t move an inch, so she resigned herself to the fate of being Snape’s little cum-filled fuck doll.

‘Uh-Uh-Unghhhhhh!’ grunted Snape, firing several adult sized loads of his molten seed deep into Hermione’s clutching teen pussy.  Snape moaned and groaned as he continued to paint Hermione’s vulnerable womb with a substantial amount of his hot sticky cum.  Hermione could feel Snape shooting the last of his boiling seed into her before he pulled his cock from her clutching pussy and made her turn around so he could clean his cock off in her mouth.

Hermione could taste Snape’s creamy and salty cum on his softening cock as he moved it in and out of her mouth a few times until he was satisfied it was clean.

‘That’s a good girl’ Snape said to Hermione, pulling his cock from her mouth and pulling his pants back up in the process.  Snape then proceeded to straighten her out so she was standing upright before pouring some of the pregnancy potion he had made into her mouth and down her throat, avoiding any possible pregnancy in the process.  ‘Obliviate!’ shouted Snape, firing another spell at the defenseless Hermione.  Snape altered Hermione’s memory into one which had her going into the office, retrieving the burn gel and pregnancy potion and leaving happy without incident.

‘Thanks Professor Snape!’ Hermione found herself saying, as she stepped out of his office with her gown back on and her arms fool with burn gel and pregnancy potion.  Hermione walked back up to the hospital wing with an odd sense of satisfaction, only meeting a few perverted students on the way up.  They called her a slut and a few of them gave her ass a good slap, but Hermione made it to Madam Pomfrey without any real incident.

‘There you are Miss Granger… That took a little longer than I expected’ said Madam Pomfrey, taking the pregnancy potions and burn gel from her.

‘What are you talking about… I was only gone a few minutes’ replied a confused Hermione.

‘More like an hour Miss Granger… Now let’s put some of that gel on those burns’ responded Madam Pomfrey, bending over to apply the gel on Hermione’s inner thighs.  ‘Looks like you already put some on… Well… I hope I don’t see you too soon Miss Granger… Bye now!’ Madam Pomfrey said, ushering Hermione out of the hospital wing and back into the hallway, where a number of adoring students were waiting for her.  Hermione was really confused now; Hermione could have sworn she never put any of the gel on her or that she was only in Snape’s office for minutes. 

‘MALFOY!’ screamed Hermione, as she climbed the last steps to the Portrait of the Fat Lady.  Hermione immediately thought if she had lost any memories, then Malfoy was behind it all.

‘Sorry!  Wrong password!’ the Portrait of the Fat Lady said, who responded to Hermione’s screaming and denied her entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

With Hermione spending all her time with Harry; Ron had been getting jealous, knowing full well what Harry was probably thinking about when with her.

Ron was right to worry; Harry fully intended to get a piece of Hermione’s tantalizing ass, but as the First Task approached, he was keeping his cock in his pants, needing Hermione’s unfettered help to survive the task.  Harry wasn’t yet willing to turn Hermione into a cock-craving slut until he was sure he didn’t need her help.  But as the final day came upon Harry, the strain and pressure building on both him and his libido were overwhelming.  That is why, with hours before the event, Harry went to his room, took out the Spellbook of Desires and perused the pages for a helpful antidote for his stress.  He was lucky enough to find a new, less intrusive method for relieving his stress; one which wouldn’t draw any undue attention to himself.  The spell was an enchantment, which could be placed on any object.

The spell read:

The spell was perfect for Harry; he could give Hermione an enchanted necklace to wear for helping him with the First Task, and then activate it whenever he needed some sweet release.  No one would be the wiser and Harry would get what he wanted, and that’s all that really mattered.  The enchantment was fairly complex, but after a few practice attempts, Harry successfully cast the spell on a cheap golden necklace of Ginny’s he had found under his bed after fucking her weeks earlier.  With only a couple of hours before the beginning of the task, Harry quickly found Hermione and gave her the enchanted necklace.

‘Here Hermione… For all your help!’ lied Harry, hoping beyond hope that she would take and wear it without question.

‘Oh thanks Harry!  It’s beautiful!’ Hermione said, hugging Harry in the process.  If Hermione had been paying attention to Harry, she would have felt Harry’s hardening shaft press up against her thigh as she squeezed him tightly.  Harry considered touching the amulet to activate right then and there, but knew he needed to prepare for the First Task.

‘I better get ready… Could you let me go Hermione’ Harry said, really not wanting her to let go.  Hermione let go of him and Harry ran back to his room to change for the task.  As Harry made his way down to the Champion’s tent, the rest of the school made their way down to where the dragons were located.  Harry was the first one to make it to the Champion’s tent and was all alone.  Harry was extremely tense and nervous as he paced the tent, cursing himself for not using the amulet when he had a chance and relieving some of his stress.  To his utter surprise and delight though, Hermione had followed him down to the Champion’s tent and had entered without anyone knowing.

‘Hermione… What are you doing down here!’ Harry said, delighted to see the sexy little witch.

‘I just wanted to say good luck before anyone got here’ Hermione said, hugging Harry again for added luck.  Not wanting to miss another amazing opportunity, Harry acted without thinking about any consequences; he took hold of the amulet around Hermione’s neck, activating it in the process.

‘Hey Hermione’ said Harry, feeling brave now that the amulet was apparently working.  ‘Why don’t you get on your knees, pull out my cock and suck it’

‘Sure!’ Hermione said, without even contemplating any other possible choice.  Harry nearly laughed at how easy it was to influence her now that she was wearing the enchanted amulet.  She quickly got on her knees as Harry watched her pull down his pants and underwear in an effort to reach his throbbing and extremely hard five inch cock.

‘That’s it baby! Suck it hard!’ Harry murmured to Hermione, as he felt her lips press up against his swollen member and engulf the tip of his cock.  As Harry felt Hermione’s hot wet mouth begin to move up and down his throbbing shaft, a bug flew by his right ear and landed on top of Hermione’s head, unnoticed.  Harry had no idea that the bug had landed on Hermione’s head as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Hermione’s wet tongue wrapping around his shaft.  Every so often, Harry felt Hermione pull off his cock for a few seconds to catch her breath, lick his balls and give his shaft a few quick rubs with one of her hands.  ‘That feels so good Hermione’

Wanting to please Harry as much as possible, Hermione began taking more and more of Harry’s shaft into her mouth until the entire length was firmly lodge in her throat.  Harry took the opportunity to grab both sides of her head and face-fuck her as fast and as hard as he could.  Hermione began to gag due to the lack of oxygen, but Harry had no intention of letting up.  Harry brutally used Hermione’s mouth like his personal fuck-hole, with his balls slapping against her chin for a good two minutes until his balls began to tighten up and the desire to release overpowered him.

Hermione gasped for air as Harry pulled his cock from her throat and began rubbing his shaft as hard and fast as possible, pointing the tip directly at Hermione’s face.  Hermione dutifully looked right up at Harry’s sweating and exasperated face as he quickly approached his end.

‘God Hermione… I’m gonna cum!’ cried Harry, jacking himself off as Hermione stared up at the tip of his cock.  In a moment of inspiration, Hermione took the initiative to use her little tongue to quickly flit over the tip of Harry’s throbbing cock.  The sensation was overwhelming for Harry, and he grunted in satisfaction, ‘UNGHHHHHHH!  UNGHHH’

Harry’s cock jerked just before unleashing a massive hot load of cum onto her waiting face.  Weeks of frustration and stress, as well as the desire to have his way with Hermione, produced a sizeable amount of warm semen.  Hermione tried to gobble down as much of his warm seed as possible, but Harry was making it hard for her, spreading his donation around as much as possible.  By the time Harry finally finished, Hermione’s face was splattered.

As Harry admired his handiwork and pulled up his underwear and pants, he heard some footsteps in the distance and knew instantly that the other champions were on their way.  ‘Scourgify’ whispered Harry, pointing his wand at Hermione and siphoning his remaining cum from her pretty face into thin air before ripping off the necklace he had given her, and returning her to her normal state of mind.

‘What just happened Harry?’ Hermione said, struggling to her feet looking queasy.  She could feel a slimy and warm tasting substance at the back of her throat, but before she could postulate her current circumstances, Harry responded.

‘I don’t know Hermione… You just sort of collapsed’ Harry lied, concealing Ginny’s golden necklace, hoping that Hermione wouldn’t notice that it was missing from her neck.  ‘Get out of here Hermione… You’re not supposed to be here and the other champions are on their way’ Harry urged her, pushing Hermione from the tent as the other champions approached.

‘Okay… Okay… Good luck Harry!’ Hermione said, as she was unceremoniously pushed from the tent.  Harry wanted to say thanks for relieving the stress, but knew Hermione wouldn’t remember and wouldn’t be too pleased that she had been fooled into sucking his cock and receiving a warm load of his sticky cum.

The champions and judges entered soon after.  The rules and task were then explained in short order to all the champions.  Harry already knew he would have to get past a dragon, so instead of really paying attention, he decided to stare at the gorgeous Fleur Delacour, who was wearing the sluttiest clothes he had ever seen.  Not only was her skirt extremely short, but she was wearing the skimpiest thong, and a top which barely covered her perfect tits.  Clearly Fleur was hoping to stun the dragon with her amazing body and steal the egg without the dragon even noticing.  Harry had trouble not wanting to root for Fleur to win the whole damn thing.  Harry also noticed that the rest of the champions, as well as the most of the judges were also probably thinking the same thing as everyone stared at the part Veela beauty.

The First Task went very well for Harry and after completing it and receiving medical treatment from Madam Pomfrey, Harry was pleased to see Ron waiting there for him and hear his apologies.  He apologized as well for fucking Ginny in front of him and before Hermione could sound her disgust, Ron started giving Harry a play-by-play recap of Fleur’s tactics.  Apparently, she tried to put the dragon into a trance with her sexy Veela dance, but instead of lulling the dragon into a deep trance, she enraged it, causing it to breathe fire at her and burn off what clothes she had on.  Even though Ron had already had his way with the sexy French temptress, Harry could tell that there was a little tent in his pants as he described every inch of Fleur’s perfect teen body.  Hermione was disgusted by Ron’s loving description of Fleur’s body, and started to feel jealous as she noticed Ron’s cock slowly growing.

Harry noticed Hermione’s interest in Ron’s cock and wondered if the enchanted necklace had left any residual effect on Hermione’s usual icy demeanor.  Knowing how much Ron wanted to fuck Hermione, and deciding that letting Ron have his way with her would help repair their fractured friendship, Harry whispered a plan to Ron as Hermione continued to stare at Ron’s bulge.

‘Good one Harry!’ Ron whispered back to him after listening to his well-conceived plan.

‘Hey Hermione!  Why don’t you and Ron write Snuffles about how I did… I won’t be getting out of her anytime soon!’ Harry lied, winking at Ron as Hermione’s eyes remained glued on Ron’s fully-formed bulge.  Hermione nodded her head in approval as Ron took her hand and led her through the crowd of champions, professors and judges.  Ron didn’t even wait to hear Harry’s scores as he led Hermione out of the back entrance of the tent.  Before he could start walking back to the school and to more privacy, Hermione stopped him by grabbing his hard cock through his pants.

‘Hermione!  God you want it bad, don’t you?’ Ron said, shocked but pleased by Hermione’s advances.  He would have liked a little more privacy then behind a tent full with professors and students, but if Hermione was willing to fuck him, he’d do her wherever she wanted.

‘Ohhh Ron… I want your cock in me so bad!’ Hermione purred, ripping off her skirt and top in the process and pulling down Ron’s pants seconds later.  Ron removed Hermione’s bra and panties as she made out with him.  In a few more seconds, they were both completely naked and kissing each other with ferocity. 

‘God Hermione! You’re so hot!’ moaned Ron into Hermione’s mouth as her hand moved down to his shaft and began to rub his six inch cock.  Ron could hear the people inside the tent, but instead of worrying about it, he started to rub Hermione’s small but firm breasts and squeeze her perfectly shaped ass.  They both moaned in pleasure as they continued to feeling each other up for the next couple of minutes.

‘I need you inside me, NOW! Hermione whispered into Ron’s ear, just before he threw her down onto the soft grass, moving over top of her seconds later.  Ron and Hermione didn’t even notice Harry peeking through a small hole in the tent as Ron positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance of Hermione’s pink slit.  Ron didn’t even hesitate as he drove three inches of his shaft into her tight opening, causing both to groan in pain and pleasure.  Although Hermione had been being fucked constantly in the past few days, her hot teen pussy was as tight as ever, as Ron’s cock delved into her well-used cunny.

‘FUCK… You’re tight!’ groaned Ron, as the last couple of inches disappeared into Hermione’s trimmed pussy.

‘I love when you talk dirty’ moaned an extremely turned on Hermione, who loved the sensation of having a cock fill her again.  Ron leaned down and began to kiss her as his hips began moving up and down, impaling her with his six inches in a steady rhythm.

Harry watched with interest from a hole in the tent, as he remained relatively unnoticed by anyone else in the tent.  Both Krum and Cedric were standing near Fleur, helping to rub some burn lotion on her delicate and naked body, with the rest of the judges and professors enjoying the show.  Fleur obviously had no problem with showing off her great body or letting any of the other champions rub lotion on her.  Harry had a hard time choosing who to watch, but because it looked like Ron and Hermione were getting on fine without him, Harry decided it was best to help spread some lotion on the injured Fleur.  It was the right thing to do; Harry knew that if he had been burnt, he would have wanted Fleur to rub him down with some soothing lotion.

As Harry made his way over to Fleur to help ease her pain, Ron and Hermione were moving at a blistering speed.  Ron’s cock was moving like a piston in and out of Hermione’s tight pink pussy, with both of them moaning and groaning in heavenly passion.  In a move of inspiration, Ron flipped Hermione on top of him as he rolled onto his back, letting Hermione take control of the rhythm and speed.  Hermione was more than willing to ride Ron’s throbbing cock, as he took a little breather.  He had been drilling Hermione unmercifully for nearly ten minutes and was exhausted when Hermione took over.

‘Keep fucking me Ron!’ moaned Hermione, as she leaned over and kissed him again.  Ron was exhausted, but upon hearing Hermione talk like a slutty whore, his stamina picked up and he got his second wind.  Ron grabbed hold of her juicy ass and began to thrust up into her as she bounced up and down on his lap with unbridled force.  Hermione’s entire body jiggled as Ron began to pound up into her with more and more force until Hermione finally exploded into orgasm.

‘AHHHH!’ moaned Hermione, as Ron’s cock was driven up completely into her.  She arched her back, grabbed her small breasts, moaned in pleasure and collapsed on top of Ron in exhaustion.  She began to kiss Ron passionately while she let him finish up.  The lubrication of Hermione’s juices now running down his shaft and balls allowed Ron to pick up his pace and pant in anticipation of release.

‘Not inside me Ron… I want it on my face!’ groaned an exhausted Hermione, noticing Ron’s reddening face and frantic humping.  In truth, she didn’t want another wad of potent seed injected into her fertile womb.  It wasn’t so much that she wouldn’t want a little Weasley bun in her oven; it was because she didn’t want to ask for another pregnancy potion from Madam Pomfrey.

‘UNGHHHHHHHH!  Unghhh! UNGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!’ grunted Ron, as Hermione sighed with disapproval.  She quickly felt Ron’s long thick stands of hot cum paint her insides.  As his cum spurted up into her vulnerable teen womb, Hermione went through a second orgasm, just from the feeling of Ron’s warm seed fill her pussy full.

‘Ron… Unghhhh… Not inside…. Unghhhh… It’s so hot!’ moaned Hermione, as the sensation of Ron’s hot cum filling her pussy full, overpowered her displeasure of potentially being impregnated.

‘Sorry Hermione…’ panted Ron, ‘I couldn’t help myself… You’re just so hot, I couldn’t pull out!’ lied Ron, who had fully intended to plant his seed as deep within Hermione as possible.

‘It’s okay Ron… You can cum inside me anytime you want’ sighed Hermione, as Ron’s orgasm finally subsided and she felt Ron’s hot seed run down her leg and onto Ron.  Hermione kissed Ron one more time before getting off of him and removing his softening cock from her cum-filled pussy.  As Ron’s cock popped out of her, his cum began to ooze out and run down her long legs.  Just as Ron admired his handiwork, both he and Hermione heard footsteps approaching the back exit of the tent.

‘FUCK! Run Hermione!’ Ron said, picking up his clothes, before he and Hermione ran off towards the castle buck naked, with smiles plastered on their faces.

It was still fairly early in the morning when Hermione made it back to the Gryffindor common room; everybody was either sleeping or down having breakfast in the Great Hall.  Hermione ran up to her bedroom and started looking around for some replacement clothes.

‘Dammit!  Where are all my panties’ cried Hermione as she looked everywhere in her trunk.  Most of her clothes were missing, ‘Damn perverts… always stealing my panties!’ said Hermione, as she continued to look through her trunk.  Her school uniforms were currently being cleaned and because it was Saturday morning, she wouldn’t be getting them back until later that night.  Hermione was desperate; all she had was a ridiculously short skirt from first year and a tight tube top she had brought from her summer holiday.

‘I’m going to look like a total whore!’ Hermione complained to herself as she threw off the invisibility cloak and stuffed it in her trunk for safe keeping.  She tried prying open the other trunks, but like hers, they were all magically sealed and couldn’t be opened, not even with magic.  With no bra or panties, all she was going to be wearing down to the hospital wing was her shoes, a short skirt that barely covered her round ass, and a skanky little tube top that left nothing to the imagination.  Hermione, resigned to looking like a complete skank, pulled on her shoes, skirt and tube top, leaving the girls dormitories moments later.  She never even considered using the invisibility cloak to wear down to Madam Pomfrey.

As Hermione made her way through the portrait hole and down the stairs, every person she passed was pointing and watching her walk by them.  Her skirt was so short that every time she took a step down the stairs, her skirt flew up just high enough for everybody watching to get a good look at either her trimmed pussy or her perfect tight teen ass.  She tried to cover up and hold her skirt down, but every time she did, her tits nearly bounced out of her tight tube top.

‘Fucking Malfoy!’ Hermione whispered to herself, as a number of people were now gawking and mumbling things about her.  After finally making it down to the hospital wing and getting away from her adoring crowd, Hermione found Madam Pomfrey mixing some odd potions together.

‘Ms. Granger!  What are you wearing!’ berated a somewhat angry Madam Pomfrey.

‘Yeah… Madam Pomfrey… could I get another pregnancy potion’ asked Hermione, extremely embarrassed about asking for another potion.

‘Ms. Granger… This has got to stop… Two in one day… I’ll give you the potion, but you have to promise to get counseling after I do’ said Madam Pomfrey, with distress in her voice.

‘I promise’ replied Hermione, realizing that her only other alternative was to remain pregnant.  Madam Pomfrey left and in a couple of minutes, came back with another valuable vial of pregnancy potion, which Hermione guzzled down right in front of Madam Pomfrey.

As Hermione was getting ready to seek some much needed counseling, Fred and George were devising a fool proof plan in finding Malfoy and stealing back the Spellbook of Desires.  After a few minutes of brainstorming, Fred came up with a plan to use their old Marauder’s Map to locate Malfoy and forcefully take the book from him, invisible or not.  To do this however, they would have to find Harry and take back the map from him.  As mad as they were at Harry for fucking and cumming inside their sister, they knew that he had been bewitched to do so. The needed his help to recover the long lost book, or they may never have the opportunity to stop Malfoy and regain their lost treasure.

‘Should we tell him or just steal it?’ Fred asked George about the Marauder’s Map.

‘Let’s just steal it… We don’t need to get Harry involved with this!’ George told Fred, not knowing that the book actually belonged to Harry.  They had thought they had stolen the book from either one of their brothers or their parents.  Fred and George ran up the stairs to Harry’s dorm; they knew they had to be quiet in order not to wake up Harry or Ginny’s other fuck buddies.  They made it over to Harry’s bedside, and to their surprise, Harry hadn’t even locked his trunk.  They looked through the messy trunk, but to their dismay, couldn’t find the parchment anywhere.

‘Dammit, where the hell is it?’ George whispered to Fred, trying not to wake Harry.

‘I don’t know, but maybe we should wake Harry and ask him where it is… We don’t even have to tell him why we need it’ Fred replied, getting ready to wake Harry.

‘Okay, I guess we have to’ responded George, clearly not thrilled with the plan.  Fred gave Harry a slap in the face to wake him.  The slap in the face was for two reasons, one to wake him and the other as a little payback for fucking his little sister.

‘Huh!’ mumbled Harry, opening his eyes groggily, not knowing what was going on.

‘Hey Harry!’ whispered the twins in unison.  ‘Can we borrow the Marauder’s Map for a little bit?’

‘Yeah sure, whatever… I think Ginny’s got it though… ask her’ Harry replied before closing his eyes again and falling asleep in seconds.

Fred and George looked at each other, quickly realizing that the only way to ask Ginny was to make it up to her dormitory where she was sleeping.  The only problem with that however, was the fact that the stairs would turn into a slide, preventing them from making it into their girls’ dormitories.

‘I know… We’ll use our brooms to fly up the stairs and into the hallway’ Fred said to George as they made their way to their own bedroom.

‘Good plan Fred!’ George replied with a smile on his face as they picked up their brooms and made their way out their room and back downstairs.  They used their brooms to fly above the stairs and into the girls’ dormitories hallway, where they got off and found Ginny’s third year dorm room.  They opened the door and were happy to see that she was all alone, with nobody to interrupt them while they asked her about the map.

Ginny had been unconscious since her little escapade with Dean, Seamus and Harry.  Nobody knew however, that the spell that had been put on her, was still in effect, still influencing her actions, and even though she was currently sleeping, any kind of proximity of any man, would set off her sexual lust.  The only way to break her of the curse Malfoy had placed on her was to satisfy her completely.

‘Ginny… wake up… wake up… wake up’ whispered George, patting his sister on her shoulder.  Ginny was under her covers, fast asleep and lying on her stomach, unresponsive to Fred and George’s attempts to wake her.  Fred, tired of waiting, ripped off her bed covers to make her get up.  To their utter horror however, Ginny was completely naked under her covers, with her sweet juicy ass sticking straight up in the air for their viewing pleasure.  As disgusted as they were that they were seeing their sister’s naked ass, they both had to admit that her ass was near perfect, and it looked like the rest of her body was just as good.

‘DAMN!’ said the twins in unison; obviously impressed at what they were seeing.  Both twins knew it was wrong, but they couldn’t help but get a quick grope in, to satisfy their temporary curiosity.  Both Fred and George reached over her gorgeous ass and gave each cheek as good squeeze.  Her ass was so soft and juicy, that both the twins began to get a little hot, with their individual shafts hardening from touching her gorgeous ass.

‘She’s really out of it isn’t she?’ Fred asked George, obviously thinking about what they should do to her while she remained unconscious.  To their utter shock and dismay however, Ginny woke with a start, looking back at what the twins were doing to her.

‘Ungghhhh… that feels so good!’ moaned a horny Ginny, as she stared back at the brothers and bit her lower lip.

‘GINNY… Uhhhhh… we were just…’ started Fred, as Ginny continued to make eyes at them.

‘…About to fuck me!’ said Ginny, finishing Fred’s sentence in her sexy and sultry voice.  That was definitely not what Fred was about to say, but after Ginny got off the bed and onto her knees to start removing their pants, both Fred and George started to reconsider.  Ginny’s eyes locked onto her brothers’ hardening cocks, and began to massage both seven inch shafts through their pants.  Paralyzed by what Ginny was doing and how wrong they were for letting her do it, the twins just stood their in shock.  After a couple minutes of having their cocks massaged by Ginny’s small hands however, their paralysis turned into pure enjoyment as Ginny started to remove their pants and underwear.

‘That’s it little sister… suck our dicks!’ moaned Fred and George together.  The twin’s encouragement only turned Ginny on even more, making her want to pleasure them even more.  After pulling down their pants, Ginny took no time at all before she was stroking each cock with both her hands as hard as she could, licking her brothers’ cock tips, one after another.  Ginny continued doing this for the next three minutes before she started to engulf more and more of the twin’s cocks in rapid succession, until she was deep-throating their seven inches with ease.

‘God… your mouth is so hot and wet!’ moaned Fred as Ginny picked up her speed.  Just as Fred and George were about to blow however, Ginny stopped, smiled and turned around, before bending over her mattress and looking back at them sexily.

‘I need a spanking… I’ve been a naughty little girl!’ Ginny said sexily, winking at her brothers and enticing them to slap her ass.

‘Oh… you’re gonna get it alright, you dirty little girl!’ replied George, as Fred got onto the floor and stuck his head under Ginny’s hot pussy.  As Fred started licking her pussy from underneath, George had gotten beside her and was preparing to give her a hard spanking.  Ginny’s pussy was wet, but the cum that she had been filled with a short time ago had all dried up; a by-product of the pregnancy potion.  Ginny was moaning from the tongue lashing she was getting, but she managed to give George a quick nod before she felt George’s hand come down on her slutty ass, reddening it with each successive blow.  It took only minutes before the sensation of Fred licking her pussy and George giving her a spanking caused her to go through an intense orgasm.  The orgasm was massive, and even though a massive amount of juices splashed down onto Fred’s tongue, it wasn’t enough for the spell on her to break.

‘That’s it… I need a piece of this pussy’ cried Fred, as he got out from under her and stood up.  ‘Come here… get on your big brother’s lap’ Fred said forcefully, lifting Ginny up by her waist before sitting on the bed and placing her in the reverse cowboy position, so George would be able to see everything.

‘Are you gonna finally fuck me?’ moaned Ginny in an innocent schoolgirl voice.

‘You know I am!’ responded Fred as he pulled Ginny down onto his hard seven inches.  Ginny face scrunched up in pain as she felt her brother’s wide cock pierce her.  George watched as Ginny slowly slid down his brother’s huge cock.

‘Unghhh… You’re so big!’ cried Ginny, as she felt Fred’s hands take hold of her small firm breasts and massage them to take her mind off her stuffed pussy.  It took some doing, but after five minutes of painful pushing, Ginny’s receptive pussy finally took Fred’s entire member.  Fred let go of Ginny’s breasts and took hold of her waist again, slamming her pussy up and down on his hard cock. 

Seeing his opportunity to get a little pleasure of his own, George motioned for Ginny to bend down towards his own cock while she continued to bounce up and down on Fred.  Ginny did so dutifully, hoping to get another taste of her brother’s tasty cock.  She used both her hands to cup his balls and hold his shaft, while she opened her mouth and began to suck on the tip again.  Both twins were in heaven as they started using Ginny like a fuck doll to satisfy their sexual desires for their younger sister.  George watched as Ginny started bobbing her head up and down on his cock, while she played with his balls and rode Fred’s cock like a horse.

‘Fuck… I’m cumming again!’ screamed Ginny, as she went through her second massive orgasm; spilling her juices onto Fred’s cock and balls, while her mouth closed tightly around George’s shaft, nearly making him cum as well.

‘I want some of that pussy!’ cried George, as he watched Ginny shake and spasm.  George pulled away from Ginny’s mouth in preparation for his own turn.

‘Double fuck me like a whore!’ screamed Ginny, obviously still under Malfoy’s spell.

‘No problem!’ said Fred and George together, just as Fred lifted Ginny up by her waist and guided his cock towards her tight little asshole.  Ginny groaned in pain as she felt her sphincter expand to accommodate Fred’s massive tool.  This wasn’t the first time she had had a big cock in her ass, but Fred’s width was almost too much for Ginny to handle.

‘My turn!’ grunted George, ready to have his turn with Ginny’s pussy.  As Fred’s cock became fully submerged in Ginny’s tight ass, George was positioning his identically large cock at Ginny’s other entrance.  Ginny gave George a quick wink through her crumpled face, as if to tell him to go ahead.  George needed little encouragement or go ahead from Ginny to stick it in her tight box, but it was the thought that counted, as he rubbed his cock head up and down her wet slit.  Without another warning, George grunted and slid his cock into her now much looser pussy, as Fred held her hips still and kept his cock buried in her tight ass.

‘Ohhhh shit, I love being full of cock!’ screamed the horny Ginny, as her brothers began to work in unison to fuck their slutty sister.

This only turned on the twins further as each of them began to slide their cocks in an out of their sister’s slutty holes.  They both could tell that Ginny was in paradise as she had multiple orgasms, one after another, from the double penetration.  The three siblings were locked in this position for several more minutes, all sweating, groaning and moaning in pure pleasure.

‘Fuck Ginny… I’m getting ready to pop!’ grunted Fred, as he pummeled her ass with ferocity.  Fred looked up at his twin and could tell that both George and Ginny were getting close as well, as all three began to pant in anticipation.

‘Me too!’ moaned George, as his cock slid in and out of Ginny in synchronization with his brother.

‘Fucking cum in me!  I need to be full of cum again… Cum deep inside your little sister!  You know you want to!’ cried Ginny, trying to push her twin brothers over the edge and fill her full of their warm cream.

‘You know just what to say you horny slut!’ groaned Fred and George together, as their faces began to strain under the pressure.

‘Fuck… Unghhhhh!’ shouted Fred, filling her tiny rectum full with his hot cum, beating George to the punch.  The sensation of Ginny’s squeezing her ass as hard as she could to extract as much cum from Fred was making Fred spill a monster load into her.  After ten seconds of cumming; cum started spilling out of her ass with each in-stroke of cum that poured into Ginny.

The sensation of having her anus filled with Fred’s hot semen was nearly enough to put her through another orgasm.

‘Ungghhhhhhh!’ grunted George only minutes later, plastering Ginny’s womb with his own potent seed, and filling her up with just as much cum as his brother had.  Ginny’s pussy began clutching and squeezing George’s cock half way through his orgasm, making him spill an even larger load into her vulnerable pussy.  Just like with Fred, George pumped so much cum into her that it started to squeeze out past George’s cock and drip to the floor.

‘Unghhhhh!’ moaned Ginny, enjoying the sensation of having both her holes filled with hot sticky seed again.  As George continued to pump his adult sized load into her clutching pussy, Ginny went through the largest orgasm of her life; and orgasm so earth-shattering that it both knocked her unconscious and broke the powerful spell that had taken her over.

‘Damn… That was amazing Ginny… Ginny… Hello!’ said Fred, as he and George lifted her off their cocks and laid her back down on the bed with their hot sperm still pouring out of her.  ‘I guess she fell back to sleep… I just wish we would’ve told us where the map was’ Fred said to George after putting his clothes back on and throwing the covers back over their sister.

‘We might as well give her trunk a quick look, it looks like its still open’ replied George, surprised to find yet another trunk wide open.  After taking another couple of minutes searching through it, they finally found the Marauder’s Map.

‘I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!’ said George, tapping the blank parchment, which revealed a detailed outline of Hogwarts and all the students within the grounds.

They searched for Malfoy and found him in only a few seconds, who was leaving the library in a hurry.  They studied his movements, to see where he was running off to.  After watching him enter the Slytherin common room, the twins left the girls’ dormitories and used their brooms to fly back down the stairs, where they got off their brooms and started walking back to their own bedroom to devise a plan.

Ginny awoke ten minutes after being stuffed full of the twin’s sticky cum, knowing exactly what she had done, but unsure of why she had did it.  She knew she had enjoyed the intense double fucking she had received from two different groups of boys, especially the creamy ending.  She also knew that that creamy ending was dangerous; something which Ginny knew could easily get her pregnant.  Ginny knew she’d have to see Madam Pomfrey as soon as she was feeling up to it, but for the moment, she was content to lie naked under her sheets and enjoy the unique sensation of having her ass and pussy full of  her brothers’ cum.

As Ginny lay content in her bed, Hermione was extremely embarrassed, as she was being led by the concerned Madam Pomfrey over to Professor Minerva McGonagall’s office on the same floor.  Madam Pomfrey knew the best way to help Hermione deal with her addiction to sex, was for Professor McGonagall to confront her and help guide her through the rigors of sexual relationships.  Hermione followed Madam Pomfrey to Professor McGonagall’s office, embarrassed not only because she was about to counseled about sex by the head of her house, but also because everyone she passed was still staring at her unbelievably slutty clothes.  Without any panties or bra, both her pussy and breasts were often in plain view of the entire school as she walked along the hallway.  Madam Pomfrey had seen this and decided it was best to embarrass Hermione as much as possible in order to break her of her smutty lifestyle.

‘Oh no… it looks like Minerva’s out for the weekend’ cried Madam Pomfrey as she looked at the note posted on Professor McGonagall’s office door.

It read:

‘I guess we’re going to have to see Professor Dumbledore if we’re going to solve this little problem’ said Madam Pomfrey, as she made to guide Hermione to Professor Dumbledore’s office.

‘No… Not him… Please… I don’t want to talk to him about sex!’ cried Hermione in protest.

‘I’m sorry Ms. Granger, but Professor Dumbledore is more than qualified and this is too serious to wait until Monday!’ replied Madam Pomfrey sternly, taking Hermione by the wrist, and guiding her towards Professor Dumbledore’s office.  Hermione had no choice but to follow Madam Pomfrey, even though she was extremely nervous about explaining her apparent slutty behavior and clothing to the Headmaster of Hogwarts.  Hermione had to do even more covering up as she climbed her way up to the seventh floor, where the entrance to Professor Dumbledore’s office was located.  It was a long climb, and many of her fellow male students either followed her closely up the stairs, watching her skirt flap up and down, getting a great view of her ass, or they simply laughed and pointed.  After several minutes of intense embarrassment, Hermione and Madam Pomfrey found themselves staring at the gargoyle blocking the entrance of the Headmaster’s office.

‘Bertie Bott Beans’ whispered Madam Pomfrey to the gargoyle.  The gargoyle reacted, opening up a small staircase for the two women.  Hermione followed Madam Pomfrey up the stairs and into the waiting room just outside Professor Dumbledore’s main office.  Hermione was so nervous; her cheeks were beat red and she was sweating.  The only thing that did for her was to make her perfect body glisten in the candlelight, making her appear even hotter.

‘Knock…Knock… Knock!’ wrapped Madam Pomfrey, waiting for a response from Professor Dumbledore to enter.

‘Enter’ commanded a voice from deep within the office.  Madam Pomfrey led Hermione into the office, and right up to Professor Dumbledore’s desk.  Dumbledore was reading an article out of the Daily Prophet and only looked up when he noticed Hermione trailing Madam Pomfrey in clothes he couldn’t believe.  Hermione looked around Dumbledore’s office, as she waited for Dumbledore to say something.  She noticed that every painting of the previous headmasters were all sleeping, or at least pretending to be asleep.

‘Madam Pomfrey… Ms. Granger… How can I help you this morning’ said Dumbledore, clearly eyeing Hermione’s outrageously hot little outfit.

‘As you can see Headmaster, Ms. Granger is in need of some counseling and since Minerva is away until Monday, I thought it was best to nip it in the butt immediately’ said Madam Pomfrey sternly.  Hermione looked down in embarrassment, just as Dumbledore took a quick look at how short her skirt was.

‘Well… Leave her with me and everything will be worked out… Thank you Poppy!’ Dumbledore said politely.  Madam Pomfrey smiled and left Hermione and Dumbledore to deal with her slutty behavior.  As Madam Pomfrey left the office, Dumbledore asked Hermione to politely sit on the chair opposite of him.  Hermione sat down, quickly revealing her trimmed and tight pussy for the slightest moment.  Hermione covered up as quickly as she could, crossing her legs as fast as she could, but not before Dumbledore got a good view of her pussy.

‘Hmmmm’ mumbled Dumbledore, obviously both interested and impressed by the young teenager.  His gaze traveled from her long legs up to her gorgeous firm breasts, covered by the thinnest of materials.

‘Well Ms. Granger, do you have anything to say before we begin?’ asked Dumbledore, interested in the reason behind her smutty appearance.  Hermione had always been uptight and respectable; her new behavior both vexed and turned him on.

‘It’s not my fault…’ Hermione started as she explained how she had been somehow bewitched to become someone’s sexual slave and although she had no tangible proof, all signs pointed to Draco Malfoy and a sex book he had found.  She left out her little sexual escapade on the train and any involvement of her friends, even though they had intended to use the book on her.  Dumbledore listened to every word intently, clearly interested in the book and its various effects.  As he listened, Hermione couldn’t help but notice Dumbledore checking her out while she spoke.

Hermione finished her long winded explanation, ending with the reasons behind why she thought Malfoy had used the book on her, ‘He’s always calling me names like Mudblood…’ finished Hermione, obviously distressed.

‘Unfortunately Ms. Granger, there’s little evidence of Mr. Malfoy’s involvement and even though I detest foul language like the word Mudblood, I can do very little---’ continued Dumbledore until he saw Hermione’s reaction to his saying Mudblood.  Hermione’s eyes had misted over at the word and her demeanor had changed immediately.  Hermione stood up and tore off her tube top in seconds, revealing her perfect firm breasts, wasting no time at all to show off her delectable goods.  Instead of tearing off her skirt next, she left it on as she turned around and bent herself over the chair, exposing her naked and luscious ass to Dumbledore, who although extremely old, felt a twinge in his privates.

‘I’ve been a very bad girl Professor, and I need to be spanked!’ Hermione said, in her sexiest voice.  Hermione’s actions were completely controlled by the power of the spell linked to her.  The utterance of the word Mudblood triggered this side of Hermione, making her a sexual slave to whatever Dumbledore wanted, until the word muggle was spoken out loud.

‘Ms. Granger… What’s come over you?’ asked an excited Dumbledore, a little confused at her actions.  Dumbledore quickly deduced the cause of Hermione’s slutty actions, realizing that the word Mudblood had set her off.  He knew that there had to be a word that would turn her off, but before he could continue his train of thought, he watched as Hermione started spanking herself and urging him to join in.  Dumbledore’s common sense told him to find a way to incapacitate Hermione and find a way to help the young student, but the urge to get up behind her and give her a hard spanking was irresistible to him.

‘Come on Professor… I know you want to!’ moaned Hermione in her sweet innocent voice.

Dumbledore, unable to resist an opportunity to get his old rocks off, decided to take the horny witch up on her offer.  He stood up and walked around his desk, not once taking his eyes off her gorgeous and round white ass.  Dumbledore still hadn’t been able to get it up, but he knew, with a little spanking, he’d get some kind of reaction out of his soft cock.  He stepped up behind Hermione, who by this point was wiggling her ass in anticipation.  Dumbledore flipped her short skirt up a little higher before getting a quick grope in; squeezing Hermione’s ass to get things started.

‘That’s good Ms. Granger… Very good!’ Dumbledore said before lifting up his hand and giving her ass a hard smack.

‘Ummmmm!’ moaned Hermione, enjoying the sensation of Dumbledore punishing her naughty ass.  ‘Harder!’ screamed Hermione, really getting into it.  Dumbledore obliged Hermione’s request, smacking her ass even harder the second time.  Dumbledore continued to spank Hermione for the next five minutes, until both her ass cheeks were a rosy red.

‘God I need some cock!’ groaned Hermione, turning around to get a nice look at Dumbledore’s crotch, which to her disappointment, was still soft.  ‘Need a little help getting it up I see’ continued Hermione, as she got onto her knees in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore pulled off his robe in anticipation for Hermione’s hot wet mouth.  All he was wearing underneath was a shirt and a pair of colorful boxers.  Hermione took hold of his boxers and yanked them down to get his first look at Dumbledore’s old wrinkled cock and sagging balls.

‘Mmmmm!’ moaned Hermione, clearly hot for some cock, even if it was soft and saggy.  She took hold of Dumbledore’s soft wrinkled cock, rubbing it as hard and fast as she could, while she used her other hand to fondle his saggy balls.  Hermione opened her mouth and started engulfing Dumbledore’s soft cock, hoping to get some kind of rise out him.  After five minutes of both rubbing and sucking him off, Dumbledore finally got a hard-on, showing off a magnificent eight inch cock.  Hermione’s eyes lit up as she felt his cock expand in her mouth.  She was extremely glad that Dumbledore had finally been able to get it up.

‘About time… Most guys get hard from just seeing me!’ Hermione berated the old man, before bending over the chair again and giving her ass another hard slap, clearly taunting the now hard Dumbledore to give her a good fucking.  Before Dumbledore stepped up to he plate however, Hermione could have sworn she saw one of the portraits on the wall open their eyes and watch Hermione slap her tight ass.

Dumbledore was sweating and panting already; the effort to get it up had nearly given him a heart attack.  The thought of slamming his cock into the young witch was enticing, but if he didn’t catch his breath, he’d die of exhaustion.  The problem with this however, was if he waited to long to fuck Hermione’s sweet pussy, he may get soft again.  On the basis of these facts, Dumbledore decided that he’d better chance it and fuck her; because he knew he may never get another opportunity like the one that was presented in front of him.  Hermione wiggled her ass again in anticipation, as Dumbledore caught his breath and took hold of his cock, guiding its tip towards her wet entrance.  Dumbledore used his other hand to take hold of Hermione’s waist and steady her for penetration by Dumbledore’s now fully hard eight inch cock.

‘Unghhhhh!’ grunted Dumbledore, forcing the tip of his long cock into Hermione’s wet slit.  Hermione, already fairly loose from Draco’s hard pounding, accepted Dumbledore’s cock with relative ease.  Her face lit up with satisfaction as she felt Dumbledore’s cock begin to slide into her wet box, clearly enjoying the sensation of having another cock in her.  Dumbledore on the other hand, was strained at trying to force his cock into Hermione’s tight box.  He had never fucked such a young and hot pussy, and the sensation of trying to force his big cock into her, nearly made him pass out.  Not wanting to miss the best part however, Dumbledore held on, pushing his cock further into Hermione, until he finally bottomed out, mashing his hips up against her ass.  He held his cock deep in Hermione as she started to grind her hips against his in an effort to please her sexual master further.  Dumbledore nearly came at the sensation of having Hermione wiggle her ass into his waist, but instead, pulled out of her slightly before pushing back in.

‘Yes! Yes! Fuck me like the whore that I am!’ screamed Hermione, clearly turned on by Dumbledore moving his cock in an out of her wet pussy.  Dumbledore took this as a sign to work harder in pleasing his young skank; now moving one of his hands towards Hermione’s rosy pink nipples and twisting them to pleasure her.  Hermione reacted again, enjoying the sensation of Dumbledore playing with her small sensitive nipples.  As he played with her nipples, Dumbledore continued to move his cock in an out of Hermione until he was sliding it in an out of her with ease.  He was nearly out of breath as he continued to fuck her, but he knew he had to hold on until both he and Hermione were completely satisfied.

‘Come on old man, give it to me hard!’ shouted Hermione, really getting into having her pussy fucked by the Headmaster of Hogwarts.  Hermione started to slam her ass backwards into Dumbledore’s own thrusts.  The feeling of having her nipple twisted and pussy violated harder and faster by Dumbledore, caused Hermione to go through an intense orgasm.  Hermione’s pussy quivered and she began spasming out of control as Dumbledore continued to pound her harder.  He didn’t even slow up as his balls slapped against her ass and her juices began to run down both his and Hermione’s legs.

‘Your turn!’ cried Hermione, after coming down from her orgasm.  Hermione’s tantalizing words and intense orgasm were just enough to push Dumbledore over the edge, as he began to pant in anticipation of cumming.

‘I’m cumming Ms. Granger’ grunted Dumbledore, clearly preparing to dump his massive load of cum.

‘Fucking cum on my sexy ass!’ screamed Hermione, ready to receive a bucket full of hot cum on her tight teen ass.

‘Unghhhhhh!’ grunted Dumbledore in exhaustion, as he pulled his cock out of Hermione’s tight pussy just in time to spill a consider load of his hot sticky semen on her glistening ass.  Dumbledore fired an astounding five thick streams of his sticky cum on her ass before falling to the ground; satisfied and nearly dead from exhaustion.

Hermione was satisfied with her little fuck session with the headmaster, but because she hadn’t heard the magic word of muggle, she remained in her slutty demeanor.  After scooping the cum off her ass and licking her fingers clean, Hermione tried to get Dumbledore hard again by playing with his now soft cock, just so she could have another exhilarating ride on it.  Unfortunately, Dumbledore was now exhausted and spent, and there was nothing she could do to change that.

‘I think you killed him young Miss’ said a mysterious voice from the wall of portraits.  Hermione looked up for the briefest seconds to see where it came from, but quickly returned to trying to get her sexual master’s cock hard again.

‘I’m not dead yet Phineas’ replied Dumbledore, with his eyes still shut, reveling in the aftermath of having his way with the young witch.  Dumbledore was lying there, wondering how anybody in their right mind could ever be mean to such a gorgeous beauty.  As Hermione continued to play with his soft cock Dumbledore said, ‘I wonder Ms. Granger… How anyone in their right mind could ever call you such names for being a muggle-born’

As soon as Dumbledore finished his sentence and said the word muggle; Hermione swayed above Dumbledore’s waist before she tumbled to the ground, unconscious and unaware of what had happened to her during her little encounter with the Headmaster.  Dumbledore, initially concerned with Hermione’s well-being, got up and got dressed, readying himself to call on Madam Pomfrey.  Before he did however, Dumbledore deduced that her sexual deviancy had stopped immediately after saying the words muggle-born.  Like the word Mudblood; muggle or born must trigger her to normality.  Dumbledore also reconsidered calling Madam Pomfrey; if she was to see Hermione’s compromising position, she would certainly report it to the Ministry and he may be fired or even sent to Azkaban.

‘Reparo’ said Dumbledore, waving his wand at Hermione’s torn tube top, repairing it and pulling it back over her body; covering her firm tits.  Dumbledore got in a good squeeze before pulling her skirt back down over her ass and resuming his seat behind his desk, where he waved his wand and said, ‘Enervate’, waking Hermione with a start.

‘What… what’s going on?’ moaned Hermione, realizing that she had been unconscious on the ground.  She had an odd taste in her mouth, but for the most part, was perfectly fine.

‘You slipped, hit your head, and fell unconscious Ms. Granger’ Dumbledore lied, remaining calm, and looking as if Hermione had just been knocked unconscious and woken seconds later.

‘Oh… Sorry… Umm… I’m not really feeling well… Do you think I could just talk to Professor McGonagall on Monday?’ asked an embarrassed Hermione.

‘Sure thing Ms. Granger… Have a safe weekend!’ said Dumbledore, pleased that Hermione wasn’t suspicious at all.  Dumbledore beckoned her to he door and as she left, a smile formed on his face.

The Christmas holidays passed, with Hermione eventually forgiving Ron for his indiscretion and sexual proclivities with Padma Patil.  The first day of term began with quite an unpleasant shock; Rita Skeeter had written a scathing article about Hagrid.  Everyone learned about the unpleasant editorial when Draco Malfoy stood up in the Great Hall and announced it to the whole school.  Hermione, so angry at Malfoy for everything he had done to her and his less than sensitive treatment of Hagrid’s unfair portrayal, decided to jinx the insensitive prick when he began reading the article out loud.

Hermione fired off a jelly-legs jinx at Malfoy, and as he stood on the table reciting the article to everybody in the Great Hall, his legs turned to jelly and he began to wobble back and forth until he tripped, fell and landed in a bowl of jam.

‘Ha ha ha ha ha’ everybody laughed as Malfoy’s legs jiggled out of control.  He continued to flop around for a more few seconds before Pansy cast the counter-spell on him and he finally stopped moving.

‘BITCH!’ screamed Pansy, furious at Hermione for turning her boyfriend into a laughing stock.  Nobody really heard her though, due largely to the chorus of laughter following Malfoy out of the Great Hall.  Malfoy ran from the hall looking embarrassed and swearing revenge on Hermione for making him look like a fool in front of the whole school.  Pansy followed shortly after, screaming in anger and cursing everyone who got in her way.

‘Don’t worry Draco… We’ll get her back!’ Pansy comforted Malfoy, as he said the password and entered the Slytherin common room.

‘Oh… I know I will… That bitch just took it too far this time’ Malfoy responded, pulling off his clothes, as he ran up the stairs to his bedroom.  Pansy looked hopeful as she followed him into his room; not only because she liked the idea of getting back at Hermione, but because Pansy was hopeful that Malfoy was getting naked for another more pleasurable reason.  Unfortunately, by the time she entered his room, he was already pulling on new and clean clothes.

‘Aww!’ Pansy whispered to herself as Malfoy pulled out several large parchments with his messy writing covering almost every inch of them.  ‘You’re going get back at her by fucking the Mudblood again!’ roared and angry Pansy, as Malfoy sifted through the parchments.

‘No!’ responded a very self-involved Malfoy.  ‘Ha!  There we go… A perfect way to get back at her and make some gold in the process!’

‘What?’ Pansy said, confused.  Malfoy quickly told her how he had once set Hermione up with Krum to gain favor with the Quidditch star.  That’s what had given him the idea to use this escort service to get back at those he despised and make some gold to line his pockets.  The page with the appropriate spells and charms was filled with complicated and difficult spells, but it truly was the only real way to have his revenge.  If it worked right, he’d be able to use it not just on Hermione, but any girl he thought deserved it.  ‘That looks like a lot of work Draco… Are you sure we can pull it off without getting caught’

‘A few stunning spells when they’re all alone, and there will be nothing stopping us.  Are only problem will be finding a sack large enough to fit all the Galleons we’ll be raking in’ Malfoy responded, laughing at his good fortune.  He had intended to simply jinx or embarrass Hermione again, but after finding such a good and profitable plan, he knew he had just found the perfect revenge.

‘How do you know it’ll even work Draco…? It may just all be a waste of time’ Pansy responded, looking apprehensive.

‘I know it will work… If you don’t want to help, you can leave!’ Malfoy replied, looking angry and upset that his usually loyal minion failed to see the brilliance of his plan.  Pansy left with her head bowed and a look of betrayal in her eyes.  Malfoy didn’t really care; she was just another piece of pussy to him.  She had made a good point though; he did need to test it out before trying to enact it on a large scale and on popular students.

The basic description of the spell and its outlay read:

A number of spells and enchantments, which if cast correctly, will render a wealth of Galleons.  The first step is to alter a Galleon with a Protean Charm.  The second step is to enchant the coin with the spell ‘Imperio Prostitutus’, and then brand the intended victim with it on their lower back.  After this, the caster only needs to press on the coin which branded the victim and issue orders through it.  Warning!  Once a command is given, the controlled person will follow the command until it is completed.  Commands must be phrased correctly, or the controlled person will continue to blindly obey the unachievable for all time!

Malfoy knew that a Protean Charm was a Newt Level piece of magic, and branding Hermione or any other girl with an altered Galleon would be no easy task.  It took a good week of studying with trial and error to finally perfect his ability to cast an effective Protean Charm.  It turned out that the Imperio Prostitutus spell was a variation of the Imperius spell, but instead of just simple control of a person, it turned them into a sexually experienced and deviant slut.  

After perfecting his spell work, he altered a Galleon with the Protean Charm, and changed its appearance slightly.  Malfoy intended to test out his devilish plan, not on Hermione, but on a less high-profile target, Pansy Parkinson.  Pansy had pissed Malfoy off and he could think of no better way to test out his complex plan than to do it in a private setting under controllable conditions. 

Malfoy cleared out his room of his friends and asked Pansy to come up and see him.  Pansy thought that Malfoy was finally going to apologize to her, but as soon as she entered his room, all she saw was a flash of red light.

Malfoy acted quickly after stunning Pansy; he started by casting the spell ‘Imperio Prostitutus’ on the coin, per instruction from the Spellbook of Desires.  He then lifted her small skirt over her luscious ass, revealing no underwear at all.  He smirked to himself as he gave her ass a good squeeze and slap before he pressed the coin against the small of her back.  It almost looked like the coin was burning her skin as Malfoy held the coin still.  When he removed it after a few seconds, he was pleased to see the imprint was a perfect replica of the coin he now held in his hand.  The imprint looked like a tattoo, and just like the altered coin, it was circular with weird writing around its edges and two large letter Ps in the center. 

The imprint quickly faded and disappeared, ‘Perfect’ he said to himself, pulling Pansy’s skirt down again and dragging her out of his room and back to her own.  Malfoy would test the coin’s power after Pansy woke up by herself and when she least expected it. 

Pansy woke up feeling confused and disoriented.  She knew she had gone to Mafloy’s room and had walked in, but she just couldn’t recall what happened after that.  Shrugging it off, she left her room for the Great Hall and some much needed lunch.  Malfoy followed her under the invisibility cloak with the altered coin in his pocket.  He followed her into the Great Hall and watched her sit down.  Very silently, he took the coin from his pocket, pressed it tightly and quietly told Pansy to stand up.  Pansy immediately stood up, almost as if she was in some kind of a trance.  A second later, Pansy realized what she had done and sat down again, slightly confused.  The page had said that the enchanted person would only remain under the control of coin until the orders that had been given were completed.  Satisfied with the first test, Malfoy decided to take it one step further.

‘Stand up and take off all your clothes’ Malfoy said to the coin, pressing it as he did so.  Pansy stood up again and started tearing off all her clothes in front of everybody in the hall.  There were no professors and only a few students in the hall, but everybody who was there, was shocked to see Pansy Parkinson stripping off all her clothes

‘WOW! What the fuck are you doing Pansy?’ stuttered one of the older Slytherin students, as Pansy tore off the last of her clothing.  Before Pansy could regain her own frame of mind, Malfoy gave her another order.

‘Bend over; slap your ass and say, ‘only twenty Galleons for a piece of this!’  Then walk back to the common room’ Malfoy commanded into the coin.  Pansy did exactly as she was instructed and left the hall still naked with two Slytherin boys following her.  ‘Easy money!’ Malfoy said to himself, as he followed the threesome back to the common room.  As Pansy made it to the secret entrance, Malfoy spoke into the coin again, ‘Make the two boys pay you twenty Galleons each, then suck, fuck and do whatever they want until they blow their loads.  After that, bring their gold to my room right away!’

As the two Slytherins pawed at Pansy’s naked tantalizing ass, she walked into the common room and led the boys to her room.  She made them pay her twenty Galleons each before she closed the door to her room for some much needed privacy.  Malfoy walked to his room and waited for his little prostitute to return with a sack full of Galleons.  As Malfoy lay, dreaming about how he would enslave his next victim, Pansy was already making her move on the two Slytherin boys.

‘So you boys ready to have your way with me!’ Pansy said sexily, rubbing her slightly reddened ass back at the two stunned sixth years.  Pansy’s only frame of thought was to get the two boys to blow their wad as soon as possible and bring their gold back to her master.  The Imperio Prostitutus spell now branded into her skin, created an innate sexual desire to sate both her and her lovers sexual needs.

The two lucky boys were both around six feet tall and were clearly pleased at what they were looking at.  They didn’t even have to move as Pansy crept to her knees and crawled over to their growing bulges.  They stood still as Pansy slowly unzipped their pants and pulled them down along with their underwear, revealing two rock hard seven inch cocks.  Pansy’s smile grew as she began to fondle the monster rods, licking the tips every few seconds to the boys’ obvious satisfaction.  Pansy was an experienced cock sucker, working both shafts like the pro.  Although no amateur or rooky, Pansy’s sexual prowess was in large part due to the spells now controlling her actions.

‘I’ve been waiting four years to tap this ass… Who knew I could just pay for it!’ laughed one of the boys.  Pansy didn’t even respond as the two Slytherin boys talked about her like she wasn’t even there.  She was far too focused on the two large shafts now being massaged by her tiny but nimble hands.

‘Okay Pansy… I don’t want to cum yet’ moaned one of the boys, his face showing the strain of his words.  The other boy was in the same position as he looked like he was about to blow at any minute.  Pansy eventually submitted to their request and relinquished her pleasurable grip on their throbbing cocks.

‘Who’s first?’ moaned Pansy, biting her lip and jamming a couple of her fingers into her sopping wet pussy.  Pansy may have stopped rubbing them off, but her orders were clear; to suck and fuck them until they came.

‘Oh God!  This slut wants it bad!’ groaned one of the boys.  Pansy pushed him onto the bed so he was sitting, before she got up on the bed with him and sat on his lap.  ‘Unghhhh!’ grunted the boy, whose cock had been plunged deep into Pansy’s pussy with a single thrust.  He hadn’t been planning on slamming his entire shaft into her in a one thrust, and even though it felt good to have her tight teen pussy clamping down on his cock, the pain from Pansy’s eagerness was almost too much.  The other boy went to stand beside the two as Pansy tried to ease her way up and down on the cock she was now riding.  She grabbed the other boy’s cock and began to suck on it as she started bouncing up and down with a greater pace.

The boy having his cock ridden began to squeeze Pansy’s breasts and nipples as she focused more attention on the cock she was now sucking; fondling the boy’s balls as her tongue probe the entire length of his shaft.

‘She’s so tight!’ moaned the boy having his cock bounced on.  Again Pansy didn’t respond; the cock in her mouth was fully submerged and blocking off almost all her air anyway.

‘I want to fuck her before you cum!’ I don’t want your sloppy seconds!’ groaned the boy still having his dick sucked.

‘You better fuck her now then, cause I’m ready to blow’ moaned the other boy, straining as Pansy unmercifully hopped up and down on his lap.  Without any hesitation, the boy having his cock sucked, sat on the bed beside his friend and waited for Pansy to jump onto his lap.  The boy fucking her gave her ass a quick slap to tell her to go ahead and Pansy hopped over and began riding her second cock of the day.  Slowly but surely, Pansy grinded her hips down on the boy’s cock until she was able to fit his entire six inches into her.  Pansy wrapped her hands around the boy’s back and began bouncing up and down on his shaft like she had done with the first boy.  After two minutes of this, the other boy, feeling left out, decided to join the party.

‘Hmmmm… I wonder if she takes it in the ass?’ he questioned, looking at her smallest hole with trepidation.

Pansy, hearing him, replied, ‘You know I do baby… I need it bad!’  She gave him a quick wink before burying her head in her pussy fucker’s shoulder and preparing for the painful anal intrusion.  The boy fucking her pussy, pulled her waist down as far as it could go, impaling her entirely on his six inches before his friend moved in for the double penetration.

‘Alright… You’re the boss’ laughed the boy, as he positioned his swollen hard cock at the entrance of her asshole.  He prodded it lightly at first, making Pansy moan like a whore until he was able to fit the head of his cock into her tiny ass.

‘UGHHH!’ groaned both Pansy and the boy in pain.  Pansy had been double penetrated once before, but the pressure of having two cocks in her two holes at once was almost unbearable.  Sensing Pansy’s pain and her desire to get it over with, the boy slammed four inches into her little ass, before stopping and pulling out again.  It took five minutes of careful timing and teamwork to get into a workable rhythm.  One boy having his cock ridden, while the other easing in and out of Pansy’s ass in a smooth rhythm.  Her tight ass and pussy were far too much for the boys to handle, and both began to pant, knowing their end was near.

‘I’m gonna fucking cum in you’ moaned the boy fucking her pussy.

‘Me too!’ groaned the other.

‘Ahhhhhh!’ screamed Pansy, going through an orgasm and sending her juices down the cock in her pussy.  ‘CUM IN ME!’ she screamed in the response of the moans and groans off the two boys.

‘UNGHHHHHHHHHHHH!  UNGHH!  UNGHHHHHHHH!’ grunted both boys at the same time as they both started ejaculating deep into Pansy.  The boy in her pussy filled her pregnable womb full of his hot sticky seed as the other boy painted her rectum with a sizeable amount of his cum.  Both the boys groaned in satisfaction as they unloaded inside the trembling and clutching Pansy Parkinson, who was in so much pleasure from being filled to the brim with hot cum, she quickly went through a second orgasm.

As the boys finally stopped cumming and Pansy came down from her own powerful orgasm, they pulled out of their slutty little fuck doll.  Their cocks were quickly deflating as Pansy’s pussy and ass quickly began to drip with cum.

‘GOD! It’s so hot’ moaned a very satisfied Pansy, who could now feel the boys’ hot sticky fluids running down her legs.  Pansy however, still under orders from her master, Draco, shooed the boys from the room moments later instead of enjoying the afterglow of some hot sex.  The two boys left without much resistance; they were obviously still reveling in what they had just done to their fellow Slytherin hotty.  It had been well worth the twenty Galleons each, they thought, as they walked back to their room and some well-deserved sleep.

Just as ordered, Pansy picked up Malfoy’s shiny forty Galleons and walked back to his room with cum still running down her leg from both her ass and pussy.  As soon as she opened Malfoy’s door and saw him lying on her bed, she started to snap out of it because the orders Malfoy had given her had been satisfied.

‘What the fu---’ she started.  Malfoy quickly realized his folly and squeezed his enchanted coin and ordered Pansy to leave the money, go back to her room and get dressed.  He also told her to go to sleep, forget everything that happened that day and go to Madam Pomfrey and take another pregnancy potion the following day.  Malfoy didn’t need his little prostitute getting pregnant so early on in his very profitable business. Dodging a bullet, Malfoy sighed in relief, as his only moneymaking prostitute to date dropped his bag of galleons, left his room and followed his orders to the letter.