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“What happened mom? Is something wrong?”

 

“Uh! Yeah, well your father & your sister can’t come because of his work. You see he’s gotta go to Egypt to do his job & Cindy is gonna go with him to get some experience.”

 

Bruce was an architect. He was into the ancient kinda house building. Cindy had completed the same course. She was always fascinated with her father. He was always a role model to her. Since she was 8 she started acting like her father. She was 20 now.

 

“Oh! Shit mom, that’s bad. How’re we gonna go then?”

 

“Guess I’ll have to drive then.”

 

“Well then I’ll load my things in the car & by the way when are we leaving?”

 

“No need honey, your father loaded everything & we’re leaving in about an hour or so.”

 

Just then Bruce & Cindy came into the kitchen wearing their shorts. It looked like they were all cleaning the backyard. Both of them also were sweaty like hell. Cindy winked at him, when he saw her. Bruce came to him & hugged him. He felt gross, but he dint say it out.

 

“Hey! It’s no big deal, you know. We’ll join you guys next time.”

 

Cindy laughed & hugged her brother tight. She was still sweating & some of the sweat poured from her neck to his. His cock was getting hard now & he couldn’t help it. Her smell was now arousing him. Cindy had hugged him a lotta times before but he never remembered his cock getting hard.

 

Jack was 17 & still a virgin. Although he was considerably good looking than the boys in his class, he was shy. He was 5”11 broad shouldered, had blonde hair, & looked cute. He worked out a lot in the gym & had a muscular body. He inherited his hair color from his mom. He never gave importance to girls in his life. He would study hard, but not all the time. Nobody had ever seen him study but he would be the toppers in his class. He always would play video games & basket ball. Since from second grade his parents never had to pay for the school, he earned scholarship.

 

Cindy felt his hard cock touching her & pulled away. He was embarrassed & was blushing. Their parents were already gone to their room. He saw Cindy was also blushing. She said nothing & went to her room. Jack followed her & went to his room. He never gave a notice about her sister till now. He sat on the bed & thought about the incident, he thought about his sister’s body. He felt guilty & brushed the thought away & started reading his comic book.

 

Cindy was a tall & slim. She was busty & had firm tits like her mother. Her breasts weren’t too big but were bigger than the girls in her college. She had long brown hair up to her waist. She inherited her hair color from her father & her figure from her mother. Overall she was hot.

 

Carol was tall & cute looking. She had blonde hair till her waist. She had big firm tits. She was pretty slim for her age. She was 38 but she looked like she was 31, pretty young for her age huh! She was always sexually active, but never showed it out. She was 16 when she had Cindy. They had met in a family party. She was about to finish high school then. Bruce had asked her to have an abortion, but she was not going to do that. She insisted on keeping the baby. He agreed with her after a long talk. He finished his college & got a good job which he still was in.

 

Cindy went to her room & stripped all her clothes & went into the bathroom. She heard her parents having sex in the next room.

 

Bruce’s cock was average sized about 6” inches & was ok on the girth. Carol lay her head on the bed kept her ass high on air. Bruce pushed his cock in her pussy. He first shoved it slowly then after getting adjusted rammed his cock in her cunt as hard as he could.

 

Carol was moaning on top of her lungs. 

 

yeah.. yeah.. that's it baby

 

yeah fuck... fuck me hard..

 

i love your cock... deep inside me...

 

Bruce kissed his wife while fucking her, tasting her sweat covered face. He turned her around & fucked her even faster. Carol moved her hips to meet his. Bruce's balls were slapping her ass. she couldn't control it now.

 

i think, im gonna cum

 

oh! baby...

 

im... cum... im...... cummiiing...

 

She was Cumming so hard, his cock was drenched in her cunt juices, & they were flowing out of her pussy. Soon he was Cumming in her. As they both finished their love making, they headed for the shower.

 

Cindy was now Horney as hell listening to her parents mating moans. She rubbed her pussy moving her hand near her clitoris. She slowly inserted her finger into her cunt & fucked her pussy. Soon a second finger joined in. She was thinking of her boyfriend. She was already wet by their parents love making that she cummed already. She relaxed a bit & took a quick shower.

 

Soon Jack, Carol, Bruce, & Cindy were in the living room. Jack hugged his father & his sister, said goodbye & sat in their SUV. Carol did the same.

 

“Have a good time Bruce. Carol cried.”

 

“Thanks honey!”

 

“Hey son! Take care of your mom until you both return, ok.”

 

“Yeah! Sure dad”

 

“Bye jack, said Cindy as she blushed a little.”

 

“Carol I called Barbara & Victoria, they would be meeting you at the motel cross-slides” Bruce said.

 

Barbara & Victoria were Bruce’s sisters. By the time they started it was 6:30. They were pretty soon on the highway. The whole time they were enjoying the drive listening to music. They didn’t speak to each other for a long time until they reached the town where Carol’s sister lived.

 

 

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as I can. I want your babies Dad!" Well I've only so much will-power - given an offer like that and with my cock now iron-hard I suggested we dry off and go to the bedroom but Megan said "I want to do it here in the shower! I'm all wet inside as well as out!"

I ran my hand over her pussy finding her sopping wet just as she had said. "Been playing with yourself? Get off?" I asked. She just nodded so I sat down on the plastic stool which lived in our large shower cubical and motioned her to me. She came to me and rubbed my knob up and down her juicy cunt wetting my knob and teasing us both before straddling me, sinking her pussy down my rod without so much as a murmur as I took her.

She sighed as she reached the bottom and stayed there flexing her muscles. She was blissfully tight on me - her tightness and the rippling of her muscles on my shaft was an exquisite agony for me. I responded by clenching my arse a few times making my cock jump within her. "Like that Dad! I feel so full with your big cock in me. Knew I'd like fucking but it feels even better than I expected - thought I knew it might be a bit sore a first but it's OK. Better than OK! Get my tits a bit - 'fraid they not a big as Mum's or milky like Sally's - then we can fuck properly!" So with her sitting impaled on my massive cock I began to massage her lovely little tits and then, rather awkwardly, dropped my head to kiss and suck at them. Her nipples were surprisingly large and rock hard. She continued to test her muscles against my cock, her ever deepening breathing testifying to the fact she was getting as much from the sensations as I was. "Dad! I'm going to cum! Jezz - I'm cuming!" As her orgasm hit her I lowered my hands to her hips and began to pump her up and down my shaft. Megan soon got the message and started doing it of her own accord still cuming all the time.

Soon just as Megan really peaked I had to let go. "OK Honey - here it comes!" I declared sending an overload of cream deep into my daughter's tight little pussy really jackhammering into her as I did so. She collapsed onto me and we sat for an age, cuddling and coupled. Eventually, knowing Heather and Katie were staying over with their grandmother, I said "Let's go and find Mum and Sally."

Megan just smiled "Think I'll like sucking pussy but I don't think anything could beat your cock!"

I led her to the bedroom where the girls lay naked on top of the bed in an untidy heap just as I had left them, the three of us having fucked and sucked the night away interrupted only when Sally had to see to little Liz's needs. Like her mother before her, breast-feeding had really upped Sally's libido - not that she hadn't already been a sex demon! Crazy for my cock and Helen's pussy! Last night had been quite a session but Helen stirred when we entered the room. Seeing Megan and I naked together she sat bolt upright. "John - you haven't have you?" I could only grin sheepishly.

"You bet he has Mum! Isn't his cock huge?" Megan said as she bounced onto the bed kissing and cuddling her Mum chancing a fondle of her tits. "Mind - we've only fucked. I've not blown him or had him ream me. Yet!"

"Megan! Where did you learn such words?"

"You and Sally sometimes aren't too careful when you are talking about sex - and none to careful where you leave video tapes and DVDs! I've seen Dad fuck the two of you all ways and seen the two of you together. Can I suck your tits Sal?" Megan said, the last addressed to her sister.

"Sure," replied Sally "if I can suck Dad's load from your cunt. I love the taste of newly fucked pussy." So as my daughters settled to their self-appointed tasks, Helen and I watched as I recounted the tale of the shower to her.

"So she wants to get pregnant ASAP? Well I don't see why not. What's a few months anyway?" Helen mused.

The hot show put on by the two girls ensured that my cock was soon back in the game. Noticing this Helen said "Go fuck Sally - love seeing the two of you together." So without warning and without interrupting the awkwardly positioned girls I slid into Sally's welcoming tightness. She humped back at me while redoubling her efforts on Megan's bald pussy tonguing and finger-fucking her bringing her off time and again as Megan in turn milked her which I knew from experience really heightened Sally's pleasure. Before long she had to break off from Megan to give voice to her own orgasms as I took my pleasure in her still ever so tight cunt. Realising this Helen pulled Megan away settling her into a sixty-nine to eat and be eaten. From my position I saw Megan take to pussy with relish probing at Helen with both fingers and tongue and kissing and sucking at her clit. Apart from some rather heavy breathing, the only sounds to be heard in the room were the sounds of fucking and sucking.

Helen and Megan broke up first. "John cum on Megan's tits for us will you?" Sally pulled away from me and began to wank me knowing that I had not been far off cuming anyway. Considering the events of last night and this morning I shot a surprisingly large thick load all over Megan. Both girls dove in, searching out every drop of my cum until not a drop was left to be seen.

As Megan sat up I asked "So like pussy then? As good as cock?"

"Yes" she replied "and no. Yes I loved Mum's pussy and loved what she and Sal did to mine. But nothing beats the feel of the monster of yours filling me - besides they can't get me pregnant! Mind you - nor will arse fucking but I still want to do that too!"

"You'll need to give me some time first!" I laughed indicating my limp dick. "Let's get some breakfast!" So we trouped through to the kitchen and sat around starkers munching on some rolls and stocking up on fluids while Megan asked Helen and Sally about their experience of sex. Both were open and honest with Helen finishing by asking "Have the others seen those tapes you mentioned?"

"Heather and Katie? Not so far as I know - I always watch them in my room and well, they never go in there." (As in "Don't you dare set foot in my room little sis!")

"Better be more careful with those John." Helen admonished me.

"Were those the 'blue movies' you mentioned to me the first time we fucked Sal?" I asked.

"Yes probably Dad - loved watching you and Mum fuck even then! 'Course I wasn't in them - just you and Mum and..." Sally's voice trailed off.

"And?" I prompted.

"And Gran. She was in a couple of them."

I blushed saying "Any worst than you or Megan?"

"Hell no! I'd like to get it on with her sometime!"

I laughed. "I'll see what I can arrange. She loves prime young pussy too!"

Megan came and sat on my knee and kissed me, my cock rising instantly as she did so. She squirmed on him ensuring my erection became full. "Oh Dad. Fuck me again them ream me. Please?" She didn't need to plead! I took her through to the bedroom where she threw herself onto the bed and turned onto her back, legs akimbo and started to finger her puss. I pushed her hands away, gently sliding a finger of my own into her tender little love hole. With infinite care I finger-fucked her liberally coating the digit with her juices before withdrawing to replace it with the same finger from the other hand. The first I pressed to her anus and slowly slid it in. Slowly and in a syncopated rhythm I massaged both holes until she came and, withdrawing I bent to lap up her juices driving her to orgasm once more. "Fuck me Dad." she pleaded so I got up over her and took her again in the classic missionary position bearing my weight on my arms, holding my body off hers partly so that the watching Helen and Sally would have a good view of the penetration. Both, I knew, had videocams. Megan let out a roar of pleasure as I slowly slid into her bucking up to take me faster. She set a fast pace as we fucked our bodies together, my sweet young daughter had instantly turned into a demanding lover. She came again and again and doubting I could keep my erection if I came in her I pulled out and raised her butt slightly before nuzzling my knob against her anal pucker and pushing slowly against it. Her arse was fiercely resistant but sooner rather than later I found the angle and my knob slipped in. Megan grunted.

"OK?" I asked concernedly.

"Yeah Dad - starting to feel good. Go deeper. Ream me good!"

"OK Honey - I don't do bad." I replied as I sunk slowly into her tighter than tight, hotter than hot rear passage. I got about half way in before slowly withdrawing again until only my knob was within her before pressing forward again as I began her reaming going just that little bit deeper on every thrust until she was taking my all roaring out with pleasure as she came again. This was enough for me and I climaxed explosively jetting another full load into her. Never withdrawing, I rolled us onto our sides. The others were on us instantly. Helen kissing me and Megan on the lips as she made free with Megan's cute little tits while Sally explored Megan's puss once more. Looking round I noticed the videocams set up on tripods. Those were to prove to be good ones for the collection!

It took about six months but Megan got her wish - she fell pregnant before she had her first period. Sally's liable to get pregnant again too as she refuses to use any form of birth control and we fuck nearly every day...
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ive part of her brain, something dark stirred as she felt the dog's snout press against her crotch.

"Otto, no!"  The man pulled back on the rottweiler's leash, and the dog backed off, rejoining his master.  "Sorry, he tends to be a little overly friendly sometimes."

"That's okay, I like dogs.  And they usually like me, too.  He's beautiful.  His name's Otto?"

"Yep.  And I'm Mike, by the way.  You know a lot of people are afraid of rottweilers."

"I'm Sara.  I've never been afraid of any kind of dog.  I like being around them."

By now they were walking down the street together, toward Sara's house, although it was still several blocks away.  The dog kept moving over to nuzzle Sara, and Mike kept pulling him back.  Sara noticed that Mike was sneaking peeks at her every chance he got.  Sara was used to that.  In her early 20s, she was hot, with a beautiful face and a nice body.  She knew guys liked to look, especially at her 32DD tits.  Most guys never really got past those tits, but Mike seemed to be having a good look at her flat belly and slim hips, too.  Of course, she wasn't exactly dressed to cover any of it up, in a skimpy tank top and shorts.

"So, do you live around here?" Sara asked.

"Yeah, in fact it's just up in the next block."

"Oh, we're practically neighbors.  I'm just a couple of blocks farther up."

They made small talk as they walked the next block, then Mike said, "This is my place.  Have to put Otto in the back yard."

Sara walked with him as he took the dog to the gate into the back and let him through.  Sara was turning to head for her house when Mike suddenly grabbed her, pinning her against him, and clamped a hand over her nose and mouth.  She struggled against him, but he was much too strong for her.  She couldn't cry out, couldn't breathe.  She felt herself becoming weaker.  Gathering all her remaining strength, she made one last attempt to break free.  She failed, then everything went black.

*****
Sara awoke, coming to slowly, still groggy.  Her nose itched.  She tried to scratch it, but couldn't move her hands.  She slowly became aware of why her nose itched.  She was lying face down on grass.  Naked.  Her hands were tied together, and tied to a post in the ground.  As she tried to move she realized that her ankles were also bound, although they weren't tied together like her wrists.  In fact, they were bound so that she couldn't move her legs together.  There was something around her neck.  It was stiff, like leather, not tight enough to be uncomfortable, just enough to notice that it was there.

"Damn, girl, you have an incredible body!"  She recognized the voice.  It was Mike.  She turned her head and saw him, standing a couple of feet away, naked as she was.  She looked around more, saw the fencing around her, the small structure in the corner, and realized where she was.  In Otto's kennel in Mike's back yard.

"What... what are you going to do with me?  Are you going to rape me?"  Sara was still a little woozy from having been unconscious, and was trying to make sense of what was happening.

Mike chuckled.  "I'm not going to do anything to you.  Yet.  But you and Otto were getting along so well that I thought you should get to know each other better."  Something in Mike's tone made Sara very nervous.  But there was also something about the situation that excited her as few things ever had before.

Sara felt a tug on the band around her neck, and noticed for the first time that Mike was holding something in his left hand.  A leash.  It slowly dawned on her that what she felt around her neck was a dog collar.  Her eyes got wide, and she looked at Mike again.  He was grinning, and Sara shivered at the look of him.

"That's right, you've got your own collar now.  All of Otto's bitches get collars.  In fact, that's what yours says - Bitch.  So everyone knows what you are, and you don't forget.  Otto!  Come here boy!"

The dog walked out of his house and moved toward Sara.  Down here, on his level, Otto looked even more muscular.  The dark, crouching thing in the back of Sara's brain began to stir again as the dog approached.  Otto walked up behind Sara, and again pressed his snout against Sara's crotch.  This time, though, there were no shorts between the dog's cold, wet nose and Sara's sensitive skin.  She jerked when she felt the touch of Otto's snout.  The primitive beast in the back of her brain began to howl.  This was her deepest, darkest secret, the thing she'd never admitted even to herself.  The thought of being used by a dog was her ultimate sexual fantasy.

Sara felt Otto's tongue begin to lap at her pussy and ass.  She began to moan, low, deep in her throat.  She shifted her position to get up on all fours; yes, they didn't call it "doggy style" for nothing.  As she moved, she saw Mike standing in front of her, stroking his hard cock as he watched what was going on.

"I think you're going to like this, Sara," Mike said, with a wicked grin.  "Otto's very talented."

Sara's moans were getting louder and more frequent as the dog's tongue lapped at her pussy.  Suddenly, she felt him press his muzzle hard against her.  His tongue snaked out, slid between her pussy lips, and entered her, reaching up inside.

"Ahhhh, god!"  Sara's pussy clamped around the dog's tongue, and her body trembled as she felt him exploring the inside of her pussy.  After a minute or so, she felt his tongue pull out, and she whimpered, afraid that he was done with her.  But then he felt the dog's front paws scrabbling across her back and shoulders as he lifted himself up onto her.  She felt something bumping against her inner thighs and the lips of her pussy.  She knew it had to be Otto's doggy cock, and she knew she wanted it, deep inside her, fucking her like the bitch she was.  For a brief second, as she felt the dog's cock bang against her, she was afraid he wouldn't be able to enter her.. But then, he thrust forward and for the first time she felt herself being violated by a dog.  Her pussy squeezed hard on Otto's cock as he began to hump her, hard and fast.  She looked up briefly and saw Mike, still stroking himself as he watched, then closed her eyes and gave herself over to her depravity.

"God, yes, yes!  Fuck me like a bitch!  Turn me into a bitch!"  Her mind now belonged completely to the dark, crouching thing that usually hid from the world.  Her body thrashed, out of control.  The dog's cock drove into her pussy, penetrating deep into her body.  His front paws clawed at her, scratching her back and shoulders, the pain adding to the feelings surging through her body.

Suddenly her mind and body exploded together, spasms racked her, she lost her breath in a single explosion of air.  The orgasm was like no other she'd ever experienced, taking in her entire body.  Sara felt like she was being turned inside out.  She was shaking so bad she could barely breathe, and was afraid she might pass out again.

As Sara's orgasm engulfed her, Otto continued humping her with his dog cock.  On one stroke he pulled back too far.  His cock slipped out of Sara's pussy.  On the return stroke, the dog's cock banged against the flesh that divided Sara pussy from her ass, angled upward, and slid to the hilt into Sara's ass.  Sara gasped as she felt her ass take in Otto's dick.

"Ahhh, yes, fuck my ass!  God, it's so good!"

Sara was one of those rare women who love being fucked in the ass.  Now she was not only living her fantasy of being fucked by a dog, but the dog was reaming her favorite hole.  She was in heaven.  Otto, oblivious to the difference between Sara's holes, kept humping his cock into Sara's ass as vigorously as he had into her pussy.  Having a dog's cock in her ass was the ultimate turn-on for Sara, and her body and mind responded as never before.  The thing in the back of her mind was now a shrieking animal, drowning out all else.  Suddenly, Otto whimpered and slammed even harder into Sara's ass.  She felt his doggy cock twitch, and his cum begin to spurt into her.  Feeling the dog's cum filling her ass was enough to trigger another orgasm for Sara.  Her body shook as she gasped for breath.

"God, I'm cumming!  Yesssss!"  Sara moaned as Otto spurted inside her ass.  Her body heaved, this orgasm shaking her even more violently than the last.  Sara shuddered one last time, then fell forward onto the grass as she felt the dog's cock slip out of her.  As Otto crawled away, Sara looked up at Mike, who was still holding her leash.

"Are you ready for me now?" he asked.

Sara moaned.  Being fucked by the dog had left her totally spent, her orgasms draining all of her energy.  But she wasn't going to get any rest.  Mike walked around behind her, to where Otto had been, and pulled up on the leash.

"Get back up, you're not done yet!"

Sara slowly raised herself back up on her hands and knees, and felt Mike's cock probing the lips of her pussy.  The head poked inside her, then she felt him slam forward, his cock splitting open her hole.

"Damn, you're a tight bitch!" Mike exclaimed.

"Fuckin' right, I am!"  Having a cock inside her had perked Sara up again, and she was feeling like giving as good as she got.  And she was really proud of what one of her lovers had once told her - "You're every man's dream.  Tight as a virgin and fuck like a porn star."

Mike was driving his cock into her hard, obviously driven to a frenzy by watching his dog fuck the young woman.  He reached around her with one hand and began massaging her clit, leaning forward so he was resting on her back almost the same way Otto had.  With his other hand he tugged lightly on the leash, causing the collar to bite into Sara's throat slightly; not enough for real pain or to cut off her breath, but enough to cause her mind to check out again as her body and instincts took over completely.

Just as she felt herself getting ready to explode, Mike slowed his thrusts, and moved his hand from her clit, using it to rub her belly instead.

"Damn it, don't stop!"  Sara's voice trembled with frustration.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm not going to stop."  Mike's cock was still moving inside her, but slowly now, less forcefully.  "I just don't want this to be over too soon."

Sara's body relaxed slightly, her breathing slowed as Mike fucked her more gently.  He continued the slow, rhythmic strokes for a couple of minutes, then began to pick up the pace again, moving his fingers back to her clit.  Sara gasped when he pulled on the leash again, harder than he had before.  Sara's body began to build toward orgasm again, her breath coming in short gasps.  Her pussy pulsed around Mike's cock, and her clit was throbbing under the touch of his fingers.  Then he slowed again.

"NO!!!" Sara screamed.  "Fuck me hard!  I need it!"

"Just teasing you."  Mike sounded like he was almost giggling.

Suddenly he began fucking her with a fury she'd never before experienced.  He jerked on the leash, again harder than before, this time bringing actual pain.  His cock pounded into her so hard she was afraid something would rip inside her.  His fingers pinched and twisted her clit, sending shock after shock through her.  Sara began gasping in huge breaths, letting them out in screams.

"YES!!!...HARDER!!!   MAKE ME!!!...CUM!!!...AAAAIIIIEEEE!!!!"

Sara thrashed convulsively as Mike buried his cock in her one last time.  She felt his cum spurting into her pussy as the strongest orgasm of her life rolled over her, shaking her to her core.  Her body vibrated like an electric current was running through it.  Then, as Mike began to pull his cock out of her, she squealed, and squirted, spraying Mike's cock and balls, the inside of her own thighs, and the ground under her.

Sara collapsed on the ground again, this time in no condition to move at all.  Soft moans escaped her lips as she tried to catch her breath.  She couldn't quite get comfortable on the ground with her hands and feet bound.

Sara was barely aware of her surroundings, but she could almost sense the dog, Otto standing nearby, watching her.  She vaguely felt Mike untie her hands and feet, and then unhook the leash, although he left the collar on her.  She felt herself being scooped up in his arms.

"Let's get you into the house, baby, you look like you could use a rest.  Otto, I think we wore her out."

That was the last Sara remembered as she drifted off to sleep.

slumber-land for just a little longer. Of course, the sun had different plans and one cannot argue with the sun when its horrible, golden, life-giving rays are pounding down upon one's face now can they? Lousy effing sun.

With a pitiful groan, Harry slowly woke up. He continued to lie in bed as he looked up at the ceiling without his glasses for a good long time. After he was satisfied that the ceiling had been stared at long enough, and after he had gotten thoroughly bored with said activity, Harry surveyed the room and it contents for a moment until his blurry eyes fell on his tiny desk. The desk was littered with bits of parchment, old newspapers and a number of framed photos.

His eyes tried unsuccessfully to focus on a picture of what appeared to be himself, Hermione, and Ron taken around their first year at Hogwarts. His vision then slipped to a picture of a raven haired man snuggling on a couch with a red-haired woman. Harry's heart sank as his mind replayed his short relationship with that red-haired woman. At the beginning of his sixth year, Harry finally noticed that Ginny was a woman, a beautiful one at that, with boobs and bouncing, shiny hair. Of course he had to end the fledgling relationship at the end of the school year for Ginny's safety. Harry knew that anyone who he considered his girlfriend would be a target for Voldemort and his asslick... err... that is bootlickers. He hated hurting Ginny's feelings and being lonely himself, but it had to be done, for her sake.

After lying in his bed while somehow simultaneously berating and congratulating himself on his decision to break up with Ginny, Harry forced himself to get up. The young wizard stood and stretched his arms. After wiping the sleep from his eyes, Harry finally put on his glasses and took note of the time. It was barely half past six in the morning and his relatives wouldn't be up for a little while. Not that it mattered anyway; his Aunt, Uncle and cousin had done their best to ignore Harry these past few weeks, and he did the same to them. It was mutually beneficial. Of course, Harry knew that the Dursleys were planning a very large "going away" party the day after his birthday, the day after he was supposed to leave their house forever.

His eyes fell back to the picture of Ginny and himself on the desk and Harry's heart stopped beating for one full second. The man in the picture looked exactly like he did and the woman looked very similar to Ginny. The only problem was that it wasn't Harry and Ginny snuggling in the picture. It was Harry's mum and dad, Lily and James. Harry broke out in a cold sweat as a sudden realization dawned upon him:

'Ginny looks like my mum!'

He'd lusted after a girl who physically reminded him of his mother!

Harry a spent a good portion of the previous school year snogging a girl that looked like his mother! Harry felt very ill. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he could hear Freud giggling like a school-boy at the thought of Harry being attracted to a girl who looked like his mother! The room started to spin wildly and last night's dinner threatened to escape his body in ways it wasn't supposed to.

After rushing to the bathroom, Harry emptied his entire stomach into the toilet. 'That's odd; I don't remember having corn last night.' His mind kept remembering what Ginny's (the woman who looked like his mother) lips felt like when he kissed them. That's when the dry heaves kicked in. Harry tried to wretch some more but there was nothing left to vomit. An image of him cupping Ginny's small breast ripped through his mind and a small thought was attached to that image: 'Were mum's tits like that?'

"Holy Christ!" Harry shouted and banged his head against the toilet in a futile attempt to rid his mind of the troubling images him fondling a girl who looked like his mother! That or knock himself out, which ever came first.

He suddenly felt very, very, very dirty. He remembered how aroused he was when Ginny had shoved her tongue into his mouth, but Harry now thought idly if his mother's tongue moved like Ginny's. Then the most horrid of question's entered the young man's mind: "If Ginny looks like my mother, does she taste like her, too?'

Harry groaned pitifully as he snatched a toothbrush off the counter. It could've been Dudley's but Harry didn't care (the corpulent boy hardly used it anyway). He squeezed a sizable dollop of tooth-paste on the bristles and began to brush vigorously. After Harry had used up half the tube of tooth-paste and thirty-five minutes of aggressively brushing his teeth, gums, and tongue, his cousin Dudley walked into the bathroom. The enormously fat boy looked in horror at the site (1) before him: his freak of a relative was hunched over the basin with a copious amount of foam covering the lower half of his face and dripping from his mouth.

Harry turned to his cousin and tried to shout: "GET OUT OF HERE!" Unfortunately, because of all the foam in his mouth, all Harry could muster was something like "GHTE TOOUE OV HERGELTH!" A fortunate side effect of this outburst was that Dudley's rotund face was coated with spittle and mint-scented foam as Harry spat and sprayed his demand. Harry could hear Dudley screaming like a terrified little girl as he ran down the stairs, out of the house, and into the street in his pajamas and fuzzy slippers.

After a scalding hot shower where Harry not only used up the hot water from # 4, but conceivably the rest of the block's hot water as well, Harry walked into his room and saw something quite unusual. He saw a ghost with what looked like leather armor sitting on his bed. Harry had never seen a ghost outside of school, but the most peculiar thing about this ghost was that he was somehow holding the most recent edition of The Sun newspaper, even though ghosts couldn't hold anything normally. But the oddest thing was that the unknown spirit had it opened to the infamous Page Three.

"Oh yeah, that's what I like," the ghost said lustfully, unaware that Harry had entered the room. "I bet you liked to be spanked don't you, you saucy wench!"

"Um, excuse me..." interjected Harry, but the ghost ignored him as he continued to ogle the young topless nymph on the page.

"Cor, look at those nibblers! Poor thing must be cold..." grunted the ghost as his right hand left the newspaper and started to reach for his lap.

"EXCUSE ME!" shouted Harry in a mortified tone. The ghost lowered The Sun and looked at Harry. The specter grinned at him and stood up. Thankfully for the young wizard, the ghost used The Sun as a crotch guard so that his "state" was hidden from sight from the already overwrought wizard.

"Sorry 'bout that, Harry. You were taking so long in the shower, and a man has needs you know..." stated the ghost. Harry was taken back that this strange ghost knew his name. "Sorry about the scare, how are you boy?" asked the ghost.

"I'm fine," answered Harry and then asked; "who are you?"

"Oh, I'm just grand thanks for asking," replied the unknown ghost. "That's very nice of you; you know, too many folk these days are so rude."

"Pardon, but I didn't ask 'how are you,' I asked 'who are you?'" Harry repeated, a bit irritated.

"Oh, sorry 'bout that," the ghost responded completely perplexed and a little offended. "You don't recognize me?" to which Harry shook his head, "What, did you fall asleep in History of Magic?"

"Yes," responded Harry, "quite often actually."

"Well, I'm Godric Gryffindor!" the ghost replied theatrically and struck a heroic pose.

Harry was a bit awestruck; here was the ghost of Gryffindor, one of the founders of the finest Wizarding School in the world standing in Harry's tiny bedroom. Harry's reverence quickly turned into disgust as he noticed that when Gryffindor struck his heroic pose that he dropped his newspaper and that it was apparent that the ghost was still aroused. Harry held his hand in front of his face in an attempt to block the ghost's crotch from view.

"Um, what do you want?" Harry asked, quite disturbed that he now knew with certainty due to the ghost's partial arousal that Godric Gryffindor "dressed right."

"Well aren't you gonna ask how I am?" the ghost questioned.

"I already did," Harry retorted, "and you said you were 'just grand.'"

"No, you asked who I was, not how I was. It was an understandable mistake on my part seeing how you young people tend to mutter."

"I don't mutter," Harry muttered.

"I think we should proceed with formalities before I continue," Gryffindor finished with an air of arrogance.

"Alright have it your way, how are you?" asked Harry. A tiny headache started to form behind the young man's eyes.

"Well, I was just grand until I met this rude man today," the ghost responded a bit put out.

"Sorry 'bout that," Harry huffed through clenched teeth. The tiny headache grew slightly so that it was now an annoying headache.

"It's okay, I suppose," Gryffindor said as he sat back down on Harry's bed. "I came here today to help you in you quest for Voldemort's Horcuxes."

"How do you know about that?" Harry asked, with a great deal of surprise. As far as he knew, only Dumbledore, Ron, Hermione, and himself knew about the so-called quest.

"The old codger told me about it," the ghost responded. "I know of a useful tool you can use to destroy the Horcuxes when you find them."

"What is it?" Harry asked, eager for any help he could get.

"Aren't you going to say 'please'?" Gryffindor asked with a pout. Harry's annoying headache exploded into a full fledged migraine.

"Oh, sod off you silly old bugger!" Harry hissed.

"Oh my, such language!" the ghost said with mock offence. "Fine, spoil my fun, it's my old sword."

"The sword of Gryffindor?" Harry asked.

"Didn't I just say that? D'ya need to clean out your ears, boy?"

"No, I don't!" Harry barked as his normal full fledged migraine turned into a throbbing full fledged migraine. "I just don't see how the sword could help me."

"Dumbledore didn't tell me you were daft," Gryffindor said sadly. "It's a sword! You swing it and it cuts things! You can use it to destroy the Horcuxes!"

"Couldn't I just use a heavy rock to break them? Why would I need your sword?"

"Dumbledore used a rock on that ring, that's how his hand got all burnt," the ghost answered. "The sword has charms on it to protect you."

"Oh," said Harry simply.

"'Oh' he says," Gryffindor mocked. "Also, if you're close enough to the site where the Horcux is, the sword can function as a divining rod to locate the blasted thing."

"Okay, that'll be helpful. When I turn seventeen in two days, and get freedom from this place, I'll go to Hogwarts and fetch your sword."

"No, do it now!" commanded Gryffindor. "Why wait?"

"Because I have to stay here until I turn seventeen," Harry said to which the ghost made a "pfft" noise. Harry ignored Gryffindor and continued. "Besides, there are members of the Order watching me. I just can't up and leave. They would stop me and shove me back in here and tell me to wait two days."

"Fine, I didn't want to tell you this but the sword will be rendered worthless if you don't claim it by tomorrow," stated Gryffindor seriously. "The charms around the sword will drop if it doesn't have someone to wield it."

"Alright, I'll go out there and tell the Order member about the sword and why I need it." Harry said.

"Good plan; tell them and risk having them tell someone else about the Horcruxes and then risk them telling someone else and so on until Voldemort finds out and moves the Horcrux and then you're completely screwed," Gryffindor said. The ghost's words sunk in and Harry knew that it could possibly end up that way.

"Okay, but then I'll need some sort of distraction so I can slip away from the house without being seen," Harry said aloud.

"I'm sure you know someone clever enough to help you with that," the ghost offered.

"Brilliant, I'll Owl the twins!" Harry exclaimed. He quickly went to his desk and began to write a letter to Fred and George. "They know loads of tricks to fool the Order."

"cough Hermione cough" Gryffindor 'coughed' loudly behind Harry.

"Excuse me, what was that?"

"Me? Oh nothing," Gryffindor replied, and pointed to his throat. "Just a tickle."

"Fine then, let me just write this letter," stated Harry as he turned his attention back to the parchment. Just as Harry scrawled out the words: "Dear Fred and George," on the paper, Gryffindor conveniently "coughed" again.

"cough Hermione cough Hermione cough"

"I'm sorry, but would you like for me to write to Hermione instead?" Harry asked petulantly.

"I really shouldn't interfere with the living so much," the ghost said innocently, "but I hear that the young witch is exceedingly clever."

Harry crumpled the parchment he was working on and got a fresh one. He simply wrote:

Hermione,

I need your help.

Harry

The bespectacled man attached the letter to Hedwig's leg and the owl flew out of the window.

"Now sit down boy, we have some time to kill until you friend replies to your post," Gryffindor ordered. "Let me tell you a few stories... stories about the prettiest woman I ever shagged; Rowena Ravenclaw."

For the next ninety-seven and a half minutes, Gryffindor traumatized Harry with stories of his sexual exploits with one of the other founders of Hogwarts. Harry wondered at one point if Ravenclaw had minded that Gryffindor had stuck his wand (mind you it wasn't his figurative wand, but his actual wand; ten inches made of birch, "My other wand isn't so small if you know what I mean.") in that 'place' and wondered, too, if she had gotten splinters. Harry also learned that the Shrieking Shack that Remus used when he went to Hogwarts as a student wasn't the first place to use that particular title; apparently, it was also the name given to Ravenclaw's personal quarters. Gryffindor concluded with the gem "Brainy birds are always naughty."

Gryffindor clapped his hands and asked: "Now that's done what would you like for me to talk to you about?"

"Oh god, please nothing," Harry murmured in fear. "Please, no more."

"Alright then, how about a game of strip Parcheesi?"

Harry had started to make a mad dash for the door when he heard a familiar BANG from the street below. Harry turned to see a three-tiered purple bus parked outside his relatives' house. He also noticed with a happy heart that the ghost of Godric Gryffindor had disappeared.

Another loud bang signified the Knight Bus disappearing again. Harry made his way to the front door. When he reached for the door-knob, someone pressed the buzzer. Harry opened the door to find a very perturbed and upset Hermione.

"You needed my help?" Hermione demanded.

"Hello Hermione, nice to see you too. I'm fine, thanks for asking," Harry greeted her with just a touch of sarcasm.

"Oh, can it Harry," she replied irritably, "I've had a rotten day."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Harry began to apologize.

"Actually I should thank you," Hermione interrupted and she walked into the Dursley house. As Hermione walked past Harry, he noticed a pleasing musky odor, like an old book, wafting off the young witch. Harry rationalized that she must've been reading one of her ancient tomes on the Bus. "You saved me from that lecherous git."

Harry wondered briefly if Hermione had been visited by Gryffindor's ghost as well.

After Harry led his friend into his room, he asked her what was troubling her. He had decided to talk to Hermione about the sword after he made sure Hermione was alright.

"I just came from the Burrow," began Hermione as she sat down on his bed. "I decided to spend some quality time with Ron because we're together now. I had started to talk about us, what we like, what we do in our free time, and what not. Well, after I had exhausted my knowledge of all-things Quidditch and began to discus other topics, Ron started to doze off! He literally had drool coming out of the side of his mouth!

"So I decided that we would have to do something else, seeing how I was boring him into a stupor." Hermione continued and Harry sat close to her. "I asked him, after I was finally able to wake him of course, if he wanted to do something; perhaps take a nice walk around the forest behind the Burrow.

"He completely discounted my idea and came up with one of his own. And what was this brilliant idea of his? Snogging! He said 'let's snog' and grabbed my tit like this!" Hermione demonstrated by seizing her right breast and shoving it up. This action led to several other things. The first thing was that Hermione accidentally unbuttoned three buttons on her blouse, but she was too angry to notice. This action led directly into the second action, because of her breast being shoved up and the accidental unbuttoning incident, Hermione's right breast was exposed quite a bit more than she had intended. Which led to the third and final action: Harry noticed for the first time that his friend Hermione had rather nice boobs.

They weren't overly large, maybe slightly larger than a handful, but they were definitely an improvement on Ginny's. They also appeared to be delectably firm, something that he would like to suckl...

'OH MY GOD!' Harry's mind screamed. 'What the hell do you think you're doing, Potter? She's you best friend! Stop looking at Hermione's lovely... er... wonderful... boobs...' Harry's upper-mind ceased its self-recrimination as Hermione dropped her breast as yet another button flew free, unbeknownst to the blouse's owner, and her enticing cleavage was revealed to poor Harry. The Boy-Who-Lived was mesmerized by the way his friend's milky flesh curved and then disappeared cruelly behind her white cotton bra. That damn bra mocked Harry, teasing the young man, saying: 'There's more underneath, more to see... and they are called nipples!'

'STOP IT!' Harry's upper brain took over and tore his eyes away from his friend's glorious mounds. Luckily for Harry, Hermione didn't notice where his eyes seemed to have been glued for the past few seconds. And even more fortuitous, she didn't notice 'Harry, Jr.' trying to free himself from his damn denim prison and give a proper 'Hello' to her. Because if she did notice, she would have known that her friend was a true Gryffindor in that he, like the house founder "dressed right."

"...I told him; 'NO, not yet. Let's talk for a bit.' And then he said, 'Talk about what?'" the brunette witch continued. "I couldn't think of anything to talk about! It hit me; we have two things in common. First, we argue constantly, and secondly, you're our best friend Harry."

"Um, thanks... I like friends," Harry said dumbly, half-listening, half-wishing that 'Harry, Jr.' would stand down, before Hermione noticed his state of arousal.

"I wish Ron and I were like you and Ginny," Hermione stated. With the mention of Ginny's name, Harry had gotten his wish; 'Harry, Jr.' went into sudden hibernation. "I know you two broke up, but you have loads in common. You both like to play Quidditch and... and... and..."

Hermione stopped for a good long time. Harry would often see her go into these lapses whenever she was faced with a perplexing question. Her eyes would burn intensely as she worried her lip. No difficult challenge stood in the way of the awesome mental powers of Hermione Jane Granger, smartest witch in her generation, when she put her mind to it.

"And you were both possessed by Voldemort," Hermione offered after a good minute of deep thought. "And..." Hermione began to slip back into her "deep-thought mode" when Harry offered some food for thought:

"And she looks like my mum," Harry said pointing to the photo of his mother and father on his desk. Hermione scrutinized the photo for a second before becoming quite pale, then green.

"Oh, my god, that's disturbing," said Hermione as she took a deep calming breath.

"Tell me about it," Harry stated.

"And you kissed her!" Hermione said shocked.

"Don't remind me!" pleaded Harry as he felt nauseous once again.

"At least you didn't tongue kiss her..." Hermione paused as she saw the guilty look on his face. "Oh, my GOD! You tongue kissed a girl who looks like your mother!"

"Hermione, please... stop," whined Harry.

"Please tell me you at least didn't feel her up, Harry."

"Um..."

"Wait! DON'T TELL ME!" Hermione demanded.

Hermione stood up and began pacing the room. On her third pass, Harry's nausea was replaced with arousal when he noticed how Hermione's slacks hugged her bum. 'Harry, Jr.' woke up once more shouting, 'It's play time.'

"Why can't Ron and I and Ginny and you be like the two of us? The way we are," Hermione questioned. "You and I have so much in common. We were both raised in the Muggle world..."

"... So the magical world is new and fascinating to us every day." Harry finished Hermione's statement automatically. He had to finish it automatically because his conscious mind was amazed at how supple and yet firm Hermione's bottom looked. For the first time in his life, Harry was glad that he wore his cousin's cast-offs. The circus tent that passed for pants helped hide his state.

"We both enjoy going to Hogwarts," continued Hermione. "And we both excel in at least one class. You're tops in Defense...

"... And you are great at Charms, Transfigurations, and pretty much everything..."

"We both like tutoring," Hermione offered. "You were brilliant with the DA. I mean you taught two of us how to cast a corporeal Patronus!"

"And you were brilliant teaching me the summoning charm to get past the first task. Heck, everyone in Gryffindor would've failed all their classes if you didn't help us out."

When Hermione stopped pacing and stood in front of Harry, he noticed that she appeared... flushed. She had a rosy bloom all over her exposed skin; especially on her lovely... wonderful... boobs.

"We're both quick witted and clever," Hermione said licking her lips as if she was anticipating something.

"I tricked Malfoy into freeing Dobby," said Harry. "And you tricked both Skeeter and Umbridge into doing things that needed to be done."

"Um, I actually blackmailed Skeeter," corrected Hermione. She continued in a breathy and husky tone, "We've both been into the Forbidden Forest loads of times, whereas Ron equals Neville by only being in twice..."

"We're both in Gryf... fin... dor..." Harry stammered when he saw a touch of lust in his friend's beautiful eyes.

"We share the same initials for our first and middle names..." Hermione said huskily as she intentionally unbutton one of the remaining buttons on her blouse.

"H... J..." Harry panted as he was bewitched by even more flesh. "Wait, that's kind of lame..."

"Oh, bugger it!" Hermione muttered and then leapt on Harry. Their lips met instinctively, as if they had been destined to. A fantastic tingling sensation erupted from Harry's lips and raced through his body, something that 'Harry, Jr.' really seemed to appreciate, because he desperately wanted to say 'Hi.'

Harry's tongue involuntarily touched her lips. Hermione groaned into his mouth as her tongue came out to play with Harry's. He didn't realize when his hands started to wander, but he certainly liked it. His left hand was firmly on her bum, squeezing occasionally, while his other hand had traveled under her blouse and was running over her smooth, warm skin. Of course, this only inflated 'Harry, Jr.'s' attention who was now virtually banging his tin cup against the steel bars of his zipper prison chanting; "Azkaban, Azkaban, Azkaban..."

"Is that your wand in you pocket, or are you just happy to see me, Harry?" Hermione asked playfully after pulling herself away from his lips.

"Um... ah...um..." Harry bumbled in shock as he looked between 'Harry, Jr.', Hermione, and his wand which was lying on his desk. "Well I...err..."

"It's a joke, Harry," Hermione stated, easing the young man's embarrassment. Then she did something Harry had never seen her do before, Hermione appeared to work up a great amount of saliva in her mouth and then licked her left palm, leaving it covered in spit. Before Harry could ask her what she was doing, Hermione stuffed her left hand down the front of Harry's trousers and gave a firm, yet polite and very welcomed handshake to 'Harry, Jr.'

"Oh my..." Harry squeaked as his eyes crossed. Hermione nibbled on his ear as she continued her ministrations in Harry's pants. Again, Harry was overjoyed at the fact that he had inherited the over-sized pants he was wearing, for it gave Hermione's hand ample space for movement. "Oh wow... I... wow... this is... neat..."

"Shut the hell up and kiss me Harry!" ordered Hermione. Harry was all too happy to comply. He kissed, suckled, and nibbled on various areas of Hermione's face and neck while his hands memorized every curve she had on her bum and chest. Hermione seemed to just focus her attention to the task at hand, or rather the task in her hand.

The two teens played a game as they rolled around on Harry's bed; one trying their damnedest to arouse the other. Of course, in this game, Hermione had the upper... ahem...hand.

Tears of joy seeped out of 'Harry, Jr.'s eye and a squelching noise emanated from Harry's trousers. Harry's world started to spin. After years of solo practice, he knew he didn't have much time left. He could feel the pressure build up in his loins as 'Harry, Jr.' begged for release. 'This is so much better when someone else does it for you!'

Crunch

"Oh god, Hermione..." groaned Harry.

"Oh, Harry..." Hermione said wickedly.

Crunch

"What the hell is that noise?" Harry asked in a very perturbed manner. He tore his eyes away from the brunette witch on top of him and saw a leather-clad ghost sitting on the floor eating from a bucket of popcorn. The ghost smiled in a repugnant way and said;

"I told you the brainy ones were naughty."

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?" Hermione screamed as she dove off of Harry. He absently noticed that her hand was still covered with her own spittle and his pre-cum.

"Please, don't stop on my account," Gryffindor's ghost implored. "Continue. Pretend I'm not here."

"Is that..." began Hermione as she crouched in the corner while clutching her half-opened blouse in front of her. "Is that Godric Gryffindor?"

"See that?" Gryffindor said to Harry. "She didn't take a kip during History of Magic, now did she?"

'How can you kill someone that's already dead?' Harry wondered internally. He had been so close to cumming... so very close... now he had to suffer. And suffer he would, because 'Harry, Jr.' didn't get to finish playing. And 'Harry, Jr.' had quite a temper. Harry knew that when his little friend started to play, but was forced to stop before he got "sleepy", there would be hell to pay! 'Harry, Jr.' sulked off to bed like a petulant child. Harry groaned as 'Harry, Jr.' took out his frustrations on his luggage.

"Got a bad case of blue balls, don't ya boy?" Gryffindor said with a chuckle upon noticing Harry's discomfort. The ghost turned toward Hermione and asked, "Why don't you give Harry some assistance and rub one out for him?"

A fluttering of wings announced the return of Hedwig. The owl looked between the three people arguing and sagely decided not to get involved. Hedwig hopped into her cage and watched the verbal battle unfold.

"You disgusting old pervert!" Hermione shouted in shock.

"Guilty as charged," the ghost answered with obvious pride.

"Is this why you needed my help?" demanded Hermione, turning to Harry. "Some perverted ghost was pestering you, and you thought that I should get involved."

"Um yeah... no... kinda," replied Harry sheepishly. "I mean sorta... well he told me that his sword will help destroy the Horcruxes and that I need to get my hands on the sword by tomorrow or it'll be too late."

"Then why didn't you tell me about it before... before..." Hermione stammered obviously embarrassed. "Before I... we..."

"Started to play a gauntly little tune on his skin flute?" Gryffindor helpfully offered. Both Harry and Hermione did their best to ignore the ghost.

"I was worried about you," replied Harry truthfully. "When you came in, you were awfully upset. I wanted to make sure you were okay, to see if there was anything I could do to help you, before I asked you to help me. And then well, I kinda forgot about it when we um... were..."

Hermione's eyes shined as she looked at her friend.

"You were worried about me? That's so sweet!" Hermione said. "I'm sorry for getting angry at you."

"Now that you two have made up," Gryffindor interrupted, "why don't you go on and shake glands?"

"Harry, do you know any method to kill a ghost?" Hermione asked as she looked at Gryffindor, scathingly.

"I was going to ask you about that, actually," answered Harry.

"Fine, spoil my fun. It's not like there's a lot to do when one's a ghost," Gryffindor pouted.

"Oh, sod off, you old coot!" both Hermione and Harry shouted in unison.

"Why do you need to get the sword by tomorrow?" Hermione asked Harry.

"He told me that the charms on the sword that would help me destroy the Horcruxes will fail if I don't get it by then," Harry answered. "But I can't leave this house until my birthday, which isn't for two days. And I have the Order standing guard making sure I don't leave."

"So you need a distraction in order to escape," clarified Hermione to which Harry nodded. The brunette witch thought for a moment before snapping her fingers and calling out triumphantly, "We'll get Fred and George to help!"

"That's what I said," stated Harry, "but the degenerate over there said I should get you..."

"Well, the twins wouldn't have given you a hand job, would they?" Gryffindor defended himself. "I had your best interests in mind."

"You mean start to give him a hand job," Hermione argued bitterly. "Before you barged in for a cheap show and said 'brainy girls are naughty'!"

"Let's not point fingers and play the 'blame game' now," Gryffindor brushed the witch off. "You have a quest ahead of you! Get cracking!"

And with a pop, the ghost of Gryffindor disappeared.

"Can ghosts Apparate?" Harry asked.

"No, the old pervert is probably just invisible," answered Hermione. "He's just hoping we go at it again."

"Fine, I'll leave then." Gryffindor's disembodied voice called out and his footsteps were heard walking out of Harry's room.

"So, are we going to go at it again now that he's gone?" Harry asked hopefully; 'Harry, Jr.' and his luggage were already starting to ache. Hermione gave the young man a look that clearly said "No." As a matter of fact, one could discern from that particular look that if Harry had wished to pursue this inquiry, it could be quite easily stated that the look also insinuated that he would get his willy cut off.

Hermione walked over to Harry's desk and wrote a lengthy letter to the twins. She handed Harry the letter which he attached to Hedwig's leg.

"Could you take this to the twins, girl?" Harry asked. The owl nipped at Harry's finger affectionately and flew out the window. Harry was quite a bit surprised when his snowy owl dove toward the ground after only flapping her wings twice instead of soaring off into the horizon. "She doesn't do that normally," he said aloud.

Both Harry and Hermione went to the window to check on Hedwig's progress. They were both astonished to see the owl perched on nothing, in mid-air, across the street from # 4. "She doesn't do that normally, either," announced Harry.

The two teens rushed out of the house and across the street to where Hedwig had landed and seemed to be hovering six feet above the ground; hovering without using her wings at all, that is. The owl hooted to her master from her invisible perch as if she wanted to be congratulated for doing a good job. Harry moved toward his bird when he heard a noise coming from the empty space below Hedwig.

"What's he doing here?" a familiar voice asked in a hushed tone.

"Shut up you prat, or they'll hear us!" another familiar voice hissed.

"Hi, Fred," Harry greeted the air.

"Hi, George," Hermione added.

"I think they know we're here," one of the twins stated.

"Really? I couldn't tell," retorted the other.

A slit opened in thin air revealing the interior of an invisible magical tent. Fred and George stuck their heads out and greeted Harry and Hermione.

"Do you like our new invention?" Fred asked innocently.

"Yes, it's called the Peeping-Tom-Tent!" George added. "Quite ingenious really, the amount of charms used on it and whatnot."

"Yes, you see a Disillusionment Charm is used on the outside..."

"While a Transparency Charm is used on the inside."

"So the people on the inside can see out..."

"But no one on the outside can see the tent..."

"So sexual deviants can peep to their hearts content," both the twins laughed weakly.

"So, you just happened to decide to test your new product right across the street where Harry is staying?" asked Hermione.

"Well... we wanted to test it in a Muggle neighborhood...." George stammered.

"... And it was just coincidence that we ended up here..." Fred completed his brother's poorly fabricated lie.

"When did you two join the Order, then?" Harry asked, effectively ending the charade.

The twins slumped their shoulders in defeat.

"Right after the Death Eater attack on Hogwarts," said George.

"Yeah, because our Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder was essential in the attack..." Fred continued.

"We didn't know Draco was gonna use it like that when we sold it to him," concluded George.

"How did you think he was going to use it then?" Hermione inquired.

"Well... he said he was going to use it to seduce Ginny..."

"WHAT!?!" Harry and Hermione shouted.

"What makes you think she would have been seduced by Draco if he used the Darkness Powder?" Hermione asked.

"Our little sister gets turned on by the dark..." George answered.

"Bit of a strange turn on really," Fred offered. "And Malfoy told us he had an elaborate plan to win Ginny's heart."

"You wanted your sister to be with that slimy git?" Harry asked, completely shocked.

"Well it's better than you and her getting together," argued Fred. "You and Ginny are just disturbing."

"What do you mean?" demanded Harry.

"Come on mate, she looks like your mother!" George stated, while Fred shuddered.

"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME?" Harry cried to the heavens.

"We thought you knew," said George.

"We just assumed you were bent in the head," offered Fred.

"I hate you both a great deal," pronounced Harry. "Really, I do."

"Let's get back to the matter at hand," Hermione implored, "and drop how sick Harry and Ginny's relationship was."

"Hey!" Harry cried, taking offence.

"Harry and I need to leave this house immediately," Hermione continued, ignoring Harry's protest.

"No," Fred stated at once.

"We're under strict orders from the Order," George continued.

"You don't have to tell anyone," Hermione implored compassionately. "Do it for Harry, please?"

"Nope," the twins pronounced in unison.

"We'll give you money to turn your back for just a few hours." Hermione offered.

"Nope!"

Hermione threw her arms up in disgust; she had tried to get the twins to do it out of compassion and then bribery but to no avail. That only left blackmail.

"Fine, have your way. But just to let you know, if you don't let us leave, when we go to Bill and Fluer's wedding, I'll slip Harry and Ginny a Lust Potion," threatened Hermione as she fought back the bile creeping up her throat caused by the images running through her head.

"So what?" George asked as Harry's gag reflex kicked in.

"Yeah, Harry would like it," Fred continued, neither twin noticed that Harry had doubled over.

"I'll give them a Lust Potion and I'll make sure that they sit at your table," Hermione stated as she broke out in a cold sweat. "I can imagine it now; you'll see Harry's hand slip under the table, but what you won't see is Harry's hand slip into Ginny's skirt and then... slip a finger or two into Ginny herself...."

George lurched a bit at Hermione's description, whereas Fred put up a brave face, even though he wanted to run as far away as possible. Harry had dropped all pretences and had started to dry heave once more.

"After that, Harry and Ginny will snog while still finger-banging her, right there at the table in front of you," Hermione continued, not quite suppressing the quiver of disgust in her voice. "Harry might just pull her robe down so he can..." Hermione paused and swallowed, as she steeled herself for the forthcoming image, "... s-s-s-suckle her tit in public."

Fred balked and George clutched his stomach. Harry weakly pawed at Hermione's leg, silently begging her not to continue. He didn't care about the stupid Horcruxes anymore; Voldemort could take over the world as far as he was concerned. He just wanted Hermione to stop talking about him fondling a girl that looked like his mum.

"Do you think Ginny will wank him off under the table? Or perhaps she'll go down on him?" Hermione questioned as the disturbing images made her start to go light-headed. "Oh, no; I don't think you'll get off that easily. Harry'll bend her over the table and make her a woman. Right there, in front of you and the rest of your family.

"I figure she'll squeal a bit when he breaks her hymen," Hermione's face had turned a nice shade of green due to the mental image she gave herself, when Fred suddenly interrupted.

"Hold one, wait a minute," Fred interjected, hoping to derail Hermione's conversation. "Do you honestly think our little sister still has her hymen intact?"

"Yeah, how else do you think she got so popular so quickly?" added George.

"Fine then," Hermione countered. She decided to go full bore and take the fight out of the twins. "She'll just start grinding her hips into his, driving his manhood deeper and deeper into her pulsing box. Do you think he'll smack her arse? Can you imagine the red, hand-shaped welt forming on her milky white flesh? The same milky white flesh that Harry's mother had!"

Hermione's vivid description became too much. Tears of fear and displeasure rolled down Fred's face as George fell to his knees, begging in a sad, muted tone for Hermione to stop.

"They'll call out each other's name in ecstasy," Hermione added as Harry crumpled to the ground, sobbing. "She'll scream, 'HARRY, I'M CUMMING!' and he'll grunt as he cums inside her. Then he'll lean in close to her ear and say: 'You're the best... mum!'"

The twins fell to the grassy ground with a thud and Harry mercifully began to black out. Hermione stood over Fred and George and concluded her threat.

"If you don't let us leave, and without alerting the rest of the Order, I'll make sure you get to witness first-hand how much Harry loves his mother!"



Some time later, a throbbing pressure in his jeans woke Harry up. Apparently, 'Harry, Jr.' was still mad that he wasn't allowed to finish playing earlier, and he was still taking his anger and frustration out on his luggage, which Harry assumed, had turned from the earlier blue into a nice puce color by now. The young man groaned as he sat up in his chair. To his surprise, Harry was on the Knight Bus, but he had no recollection as to how he got there. He just remembered blacking out while Hermione was spinning a disturbing tale of blackmail and sex, disgusting sex at that. Obviously, Hermione had convinced the twins that it was in their best interest to let her and Harry leave # 4. He figured she had convinced them to help her to get him on the Bus as well.

Harry looked to his right and saw Hermione sitting next to him. The young woman had no color to her face except for a touch of sickly green around her eyes.

"I hope you appreciate what I did for you, Harry," she said. "All those horrible images have burrowed into my brain. I'm going to have nightmares for weeks now!"

The witch threw herself into Harry's arms and wept into his chest.

"It was so horrible, Harry" she cried in-between tears. "I kept seeing you... and Ginny... doing... bad... terrible things!"

"Shh; it's okay, shh," Harry cooed while gently rubbing her back. "It's never going to happen." Harry felt a tinge of guilt as his hands run across Hermione's back because he kept remembering how nice and warm her bare skin felt a few hours previously.

With a "BANG", the Knight Bus screeched to a halt directly in front of the gates to Hogwarts. Hermione leaned on Harry heavily, since her knees where still weak from her earlier ordeal, as they exited the Bus and walked up to the gates.

"The gates will be locked," stated Hermione as the Knight Bus rocketed into the distance. "We'll have to go through the Shrieking Shack."

As the two teens marched to the Shack in a roundabout way in order to avoid the villagers of Hogsmeade, Harry was taken back at how low the sun had gotten in the sky. When he had lost consciousness, it had still been late morning to early afternoon. By the position of the sun in the sky, Harry guessed that it was now nearly time for supper.

"How long was I out?" Harry asked.

"A while," replied Hermione. "I had the twins help me put you on the Knight Bus right after you blacked out. But the driver is new, and he got lost for a few hours. I swear to God I think we somehow ended up in Dijon, France for about an hour. I think we ran over a baguette seller's cart."

They remained silent as they ventured through the tunnel that led from the Shrieking Shack to the grounds of Hogwarts. Each step for Harry was nearly excruciating, /'Harry Jr.'/s' luggage cried out in pain at every footfall. When the teens finally emerged from the tunnel, the sun was about to say 'good-night' and leave them in the dark. By the time they had entered the castle, the only remains of the sun was an orange hue on the horizon.

Harry led the way to the Headmaster's office. The castle was eerily empty and quiet; Peeves didn't even seem to be around. After a few minutes, they reached the stone gargoyle that guarded the door to the Headmaster's office.

"Oh, bugger," cursed Harry. "I don't know the password!"

Hermione chewed her lip for a moment before saying: "McGonagall is the new Headmistress, but what password would she have used?"

"Dumbledore liked to use sweets," added Harry. "They were always along the lines of 'lemon drops,' 'acid pops,' 'cockroach clusters'..."

"So we just have to figure out what she likes...?" Hermione said to herself.

"'Ice mice'..." continued Harry, because he honestly didn't know what the Head of Gryffindor liked. But, he felt compelled to say something.

"What does McGonagall like?"

"'Fizzing Whizbees'..." again, Harry continued to list the code-words Dumbledore might have used.

"I don't think she likes sweets, Harry," stated Hermione.

"'Blood pops'..."

"Blast it Harry!" Hermione ordered. "Please either be quiet or...."

Hermione was about to continue her philippic toward Harry, but was interrupted when the gargoyle sprung to life and stepped to the side.

"The password is 'Blast'?" Hermione asked incredulously.

"That isn't very smart," stated Harry. "What if someone wanted to break in? They could just walk up and say 'Let's use a Blast-ing Hex to blow the gargoyle up.' And the silly thing would just open up for them like that," he continued, snapping his fingers to highlight his point.

"Actually," the stone gargoyle grumbled, his voice sounded like two stones grinding together, "the Headmistress hasn't made up a password yet. I'm allowed to open up for anyone. I just wanted to play with you for a bit."

"You cheeky little bugger!" Harry chastised the stone figure.

"Let's just go, Harry," groaned Hermione as she stomped up the stairs. Harry followed, shooting a dirty look at the gargoyle.

As they entered the office, they were greeted with a hundred different snoring sounds. But one voice did greet them.

"Hello Harry, Hermione, I was wondering when would you show up," Dumbledore's painting said with a genuine smile.

"Hello, Professor," Harry returned the greeting.

Hermione, however, was too amazed at the sights and sounds of hundreds of former Headmasters and mistresses sleeping in their frames. "Is that Armando Dippet?" she questioned to no one in particular. "And that's Dilys Derwent!"

"Harry, there are two occasions on which you can stop calling me 'Professor' and use my given name," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "One of which is if you graduate. The other is if one of us dies. And seeing that I am 'living impaired,' you may call me Albus."

"Okay, hello, Albus," Harry felt odd referring to his mentor in such an informal way. "How are you, sir?"

"Is that Roderic Hillsworth?" Hermione asked aloud once more as she continued to study the different paintings. "And that's Hamilton the III!"

"I'm dead," replied the magical painting, "and you?"

"I'm... ah... alive," was the best response that Harry could come up with.

"Wonderful, I take you're here because of the visitor you've received?"

"You know about him?"

"And that's... that's..." Hermione stammered somewhere in the back of the office. "That's James Doohan!?!"

"Of course I know about Godric visiting you," Dumbledore said with a wink. "I was the one who sent him.

"Why the hell is there a magical painting of James Doohan here?" Hermione asked from the dark corner where she was standing.

"So you sent him to tell me about the sword?" Harry asked.

"Yes, it is over there on the shelf behind you," stated Dumbledore.

"Did you know he's a perverted old coot?" Harry asked as he walked over to the shelf.

"Yes, I am terribly sorry about that, however he was the only ghost I could find," replied Dumbledore solemnly. "I discovered how perverted he was, first hand, during my sixth year as a student. The future Mrs. Dumbledore and I stole away to a broom-closet when he suddenly appeared over my shoulder making inappropriate suggestions to me. I still don't believe brooms should be used in such a way."

Harry looked at the gleaming sword that lay before him. It had been over four years since he had last held it. His hand hovered over the bejeweled handle momentarily. He felt power coming from the sword; power that he had not detected when he first wielded the sword in his second year.

"Excuse me, Professor," Hermione asked as she walked up to Dumbledore's painting. "Why is there a painting of James Doohan in here?"

"I'll only answer if you call me Albus," the painting demanded in a cheery tone.

As Harry's hand wrapped around the hilt, a wave of power ran through his body. Harry hoisted the sword up and held it triumphantly over his head.

"Fine. Albus, why is there a painting of James Doohan in here?" repeated Hermione.

"I was playing a little joke on my predecessors," Albus chuckled. "You see, Hogwarts is in Scotland, and Mr. Doohan played a character called 'Scotty.' Do you understand my sense of humor?

"No," Hermione said honestly.

The sword felt completely natural to Harry, as if it was an extension of his body. He was about the share this revelation with Hermione, when the office door swung open and a very perturbed Minerva McGonagall stomped in followed by an equally agitated Remus Lupin. Both Harry and Hermione froze like statues in their respective places.

"Damn those Weasley twins," McGonagall said rapidly through clenched teeth. She obviously had not yet seen Harry or Hermione as she continued her stomping and ranting. "How they could possibly have let Potter slip by is beyond me."

"I've already checked #12 and he isn't there," said Remus as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Tonks is checking the parks and shops around Little Whinging."

"And Molly told me he isn't at the Burrow!" supplied McGonagall.

It was at this point that Remus finally stopped rubbing the bridge of his nose and took notice of the office and its occupants. He saw Hermione standing in front of Dumbledore's painting sheepishly and saw Harry off to the side standing like some sort of action hero with a sword held high. Harry waved weakly at the old werewolf.

"Where can he be?" McGonagall cried out in frustration.

"He could be standing over there," stated Remus as he pointed at the raven-haired youth.

McGonagall spent the next better part of an hour yelling at Harry and Hermione. She was considering 'tar and feather'-ing them when Albus finally spoke up.

"Don't be too harsh on them, Minerva," the painting pleaded.

"Why not?" Minerva cleverly retorted.

"It is my fault that Harry and Hermione are here," said Albus.

"What?" Minerva screeched. "You left us explicit orders that Potter wasn't to leave that house until he turned seventeen!"

"It is quite funny, actually," chuckled Albus. "You see, I forgot about the sword."

The deceased Headmaster explained to the new Headmistress about the Sword of Gryffindor, but left out any reference to the Horcruxes.

"Well, how did Harry know to come and get the sword?" Minerva asked. "You certainly couldn't have written to him."

"I sent a ghost to him."

"Oh? Which one?"

"Godric Gryffindor."

"Oh, Albus, you didn't. Not Gryffindor," stated Minerva sternly.

"I couldn't convince any of the others to do it for me." Albus defended.

"Professor, you know about Gryffindor's... er tendencies?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, I've had the pleasure..." Minerva said the word like it was some contemptuous thing, "... to meet him whilst I was showering four years ago. The scoundrel had offered to towel me off, but his offer specifically excluded using a towel!

"Did he say something to trouble you, my dear?" Minerva asked Hermione upon noticing the young witch's embarrassment.

"No ma'am!" Hermione replied a little too vehemently.

"I suppose you want me to return to my Aunt's house now," Harry said in a defeated tone.

"It is now an impossibility, Potter. Your relatives have kicked you out," McGonagall informed him. "We found out you weren't in the house when your uncle started to chuck your things out your now-former bedroom window."

Remus walked up to Harry and handed him his school trunk which had been shrunk to the size of a matchbox. "Don't worry, I picked up your things," the former Marauder said.

"And seeing the late hour, you two can spend the night in your old dormitories," McGonagall said, dismissing the two teens.

Harry and Hermione stopped by the kitchen for some supper. Harry was famished; he ate almost as fast as the House-Elves were able to put food in front of him. He was stuffing his face with meat pies, kippers, white beans and toast, and other disgusting examples of English cuisine.

"Harry, something's been bothering me," said Hermione after she finished her meal. Harry turned his attention to his pretty friend while sampling some Plowman's Lunch. "Even if we do destroy the Horcruxes, you'll still have to face Voldemort."

Harry suddenly no longer felt hungry.

"I mean he is the most powerful wizard alive," Hermione continued. "We're just kids! We have to find a way to learn useful skills quickly."

"What do you suggest?" asked Harry.

"It's time for a good old fashion Library visit," Hermione finished with a happy smile.

After spending four hours reading various books on various subjects, Harry groaned as he threw another book down.

"I can't read another word," Harry declared irritably. "I think my eyes are going to melt out of my head!"

Not only were his eyes sore, but his 'bits' were still sore as well. He had tried several times to find an excuse to go off to the loo and relieve himself, but couldn't come up with a reasonable excuse to be absent for several minutes, leaving Hermione alone researching a way to keep him alive.

"Alright, let's take a break from reading," Hermione said and closed the overly large tome in front of her. "Did you find anything useful?"

"I did come across something," said Harry as he sat down and tried to inconspicuously rearrange 'Harry, Jr.' and his luggage. "What about using a Time Turner to arrange some extra training time?"

"Actually, I read up on some case studies of that when I used the Time Turner in our third year," Hermione explained. "It seems a number of wizards have tried this, but for some reason, after they have used the Time Turner for a period of time, they simply cease to exist!"

"They cease to exist?" That little nugget caught Harry's attention.

"Yes, it's as if the 'powers that be' lose interest and move on to different things," Hermione added, "completely abandoning the wizard who used the Time Turner."

"Well, I don't want to cease to exist!" Harry exclaimed. "How about you? Did you come up with any ideas?

"I did come across something interesting in this book," Hermione stated as she reopened the large book in front of her. "There is a way for us to travel to another dimension. Time moves differently there so for every day that passes here, a year will have occurred in the other dimension, so we could literally study seven years while only a week has passed here."

"Great! How do we get there?" Harry asked as he tried to surreptitiously adjust himself once more in vain attempt for comfort.

"Let me see..." Hermione paused as she skimmed over the pages in the book. "Oh, wait, they're a few complications."

"Like what?"

"It seems that the people in the other dimension have a bizarre quirk regarding names; we'd have to call you 'Paul' for some outlandish reason. We also have to dye you hair blonde as well as getting rid of your glasses," Hermione paused again and her face fell. "And the other MAJOR complication is that when the people return to their normal dimension, they tend to have some kind of nervous breakdown."

"What d'you mean?"

"It appears that they wake up one day and believe their experiences in the other dimension are just a dream and they forget every thing they had learned!" Hermione declared in disgust, and pushed the heavy tome off the table which landed on the floor with a thud. "I have just wasted the past four hours!"

"Damnit!" Harry shouted and stood up. He began pacing back and forth while unconsciously trying to readjust himself. Luckily, Harry had had his back toward Hermione when this happened.

"Well, we'll just have to cram, study as much as humanly possible," Hermione stated and Harry coughed. Her definition of 'humanly possible' was completely different than Harry's. Or any other human Harry had ever met. "But we're probably going to have to stay here at the castle; it does have the most extensive library in Europe, after all. I'll ask McGonagall in the morning if we can stay."

Harry continued to pace and adjust; this time right in front of Hermione.

"Harry, how close were you?" Hermione asked, noticing her friend's discomfort.

"To what?" asked Harry.

"How close were you to... um... climaxing?" Hermione added with a slight blush.

"Wha... wha... what?" Harry stuttered in shock at the directness of Hermione's question. "How what to what-what-ing?"

"Earlier today, how close were you to... well, cumming?" Hermione smiled as she felt her face heat up.

"Well... I... ah... um..." Harry sighed and forced himself to drop his embarrassment. "Let's just say one more stroke and I would've been a happy man."

"One stroke! You were that close?" Hermione asked, a bit shocked herself. "Oh, you poor thing, it must be terribly uncomfortable for you."

"Don't worry about it," said Harry waving her concern off. "I just need some 'alone-time' to take care of it."

Biting her lip, Hermione stood up and walked over to Harry. She took his hands in hers, and without saying a word, led him to the empty spot on the table when the discarded heavy tome once was.

"Sit," Hermione commanded.

"Hermione, you don't have to," Harry said as he felt the blood leave his upper brain. He then added under his breath; "That is, if you don't want to."

"Ever the gentleman, Mr. Potter," Hermione said. "Now, sit!"

Harry sat on the hard desk and felt 'Harry, Jr.' begin to stir. Hermione cupped Harry's face and kissed his lips. It wasn't as frantic or desperate as their kisses were earlier in the day, but it was far more stimulating and more passionate. His lips burned as their mouths played with each other. He could taste her on his tongue, and it was intoxicating. His hand traveled up from her hip and caressed her breast through the fabric of her blouse and bra. Damn blouse! God-Damn Bra!

Hermione's hands also traveled, but they traveled south whereas Harry's had gone north. Her hands stopped to playfully tweak his nipples. Harry felt aroused, and a pang of jealousy brought on by the pinch of Hermione's fingers: 'If she can play with my nipples, why can't I play with hers? Lousy Damn blouse! Lousy God‑Damn Bra!'

It was at this moment that 'Harry, Jr.' completely woke up. He started shouting, "Hey, hey, what about me? Don't forget about me! I'm right down here!"

It was as if Hermione had heard the organ's pleas. Her hands left Harry's chest, and in a few deft moves, freed /'Harry, Jr.'/. Suddenly, as she gripped his member, Hermione stopped kissing Harry. He was about to ask her why she had stopped kissing him, when his upper brain shut down due to Hermione's next action. She knelt in front of him. The only cognitive thought in Harry's mind was, 'Eep!'

The frizzy-haired witch leaned forward and tentatively licked 'Harry, Jr.'/. He gripped the edge of the table and let out a low moan. Once again, /'Harry, Jr.' shed a tear of joy.

"I've heard Lavender and Parvati talk about this, but I've never done it," Hermione said as she gently stroked 'Harry, Jr.'. "So tell me if I'm not doing it properly."

Harry had never had this happen to him, so he had no experience in it either. But with the little experience he just received, he felt fairly confident when he asked Hermione, "There's an improper way to do it?"

"Yes, there is. I could use my teeth," she replied while smiling up at him.

"Point taken."

Hermione started to orally stimulate 'Harry, Jr.', her head bobbed up and down while her tongue twirled this way and that over his sensitive flesh. Hermione's deliciously warm mouth was beyond description. Her saliva coated his manhood as her tongue and lips traced every bump and vein on Harry's shaft. Harry's vision became blurred and his breathing labored in a short matter of time. His hands found their way into Hermione's hair as she bobbed her head up and down rhythmically on /'Harry, Jr.'/. Just when Harry couldn't conceive how the sensation could get any better, Hermione started humming a jaunty little tune. It was quite possible that Harry had started to gurgle out of pleasure.

Normally, when a man was in the situation that Harry was in, he wouldn't have cared to notice what tune the woman was humming. But it was a familiar tune that had burned into Harry's mind at an early age. It was from a film that his aunt had made him watch over and over when he was a child because the insipid Dudley liked it so. A little girl with very curly hair was the star, and the song that Hermione was humming while performing fellatio on Harry was sung by that little girl in the film. Harry couldn't remember the entire song or the title (right now he was having trouble remembering to breathe), but he did remember one bit in particular. This bit of the song played over and over in his head as Hermione continued at her task.

"On the (something)-(something) lollipop, it's a sweet trip to a candy shop. Where the bon-bons play, on the sunny beach..."

Harry tried desperately to get the asinine, childish song out of his head and concentrate on more important things. Things like Hermione going down on him! Damn Aunt Petunia for making him watch a movie with such a stupid song...

Then Harry felt the build up and shortly thereafter, the release. With a grunt and groan, Harry became a happy man, a very happy man as he shot his seed into Hermione's mouth. However, Hermione wasn't a happy woman. On the contrary, she was very unhappy. She spent the next several minutes coughing, gagging, and spitting into a waste bin. In-between various gags, coughs, and spits, she would hiss at Harry menacingly; "Next time... warn me!"

The two teens left the library and headed to the Gryffindor Common Room, only speaking once in a while. And then only talking politely about trivial and inconsequential things. After they said their 'good-nights,' Harry felt a bit guilty about Hermione's discomfort; next time he would warn her so it wouldn't happen again. Harry immediately felt hope spring up in his chest, 'Next time!' Hermione had clearly used the phrase "next time!"

Harry woke up the next day to birds singing a happy song. Of course the effing birds were singing happily; the sun had just risen, and they, being creatures that loved rising early, sang with all their hearts to the morning sun.

The effing birds had interrupted a dream. Normally, Harry would be overjoyed at the concept of having his traditional dreams interrupted. However, this was a particularly good dream; Harry and Hermione were romping around again, and this time, he was about to see Hermione's boobs without her Lousy Damn Blouse and her God-Damn Lousy Bra. Even though it was just a dream, Harry was going to see what Hermione's nipples looked like. But no, the effing birds had to wake him up from his wonderful wet-dream by starting a fucking tweet fest!

Harry woke with a pitiful groan and tried to shield his eyes from the blinding rays of the sun. Getting out of bed, he resisted the temptation to open his window and fire of a couple of Stunners in hopes of hitting some of the effing birds. So Harry satisfied his urge to cause the effing birds some discomfort by stretching out one of his arms and gave a two-fingered salute to all birds in general. After his shower, he trounced down to the common room and his sour mood suddenly vanished.

There was Hermione, curled up on her favorite chair with a book in her lap. The early morning sunlight shined through her hair, giving her the appearance of an angel with a glowing halo. Harry felt a sudden warmth travel through his body as he saw his friend; the friend that he now realized was quite beautiful in his eyes. He noticed that he had a bounce to his step, and tried to correct it before Hermione saw him; real men don't bounce, real men strut. Harry had learned this important fact from the late night conversations with his dorm mates about the fairer sex and what they liked; he was told with certainty that women like a manly strut, among other things such as flowers, chocolates, and other "girly" things. He had listened closely to Dean and Seamus when they described how real men walked. As he bounced in an un- manly way toward Hermione, he tried to strut the way his friends had described. Unfortunately, he was unable to completely counteract the bounce with his emerging strutting abilities and ended up with a saunter. But in Harry's defense, it was a manly saunter, not the effeminate way Blaise Zabini walked.

"Morning, Hermione," Harry greeted the witch with an incredibly silly grin plastered on his face.

"Good morning, Harry," she returned the greeting with an equally smitten smile.

"About last night..." began Harry while he shoved his hands in his pockets to hide how nervous he was. "I'm sorry I didn't warn you about... you know."

"It's okay, Harry. It was the first time for both of us," Hermione replied and patted the seat next to her. Harry took the invitation and the two teens cuddled. "I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."

The couple preceded to have a nice fifteen-minute snog session where they playfully explored each other's bodies. Harry was even so bold to open Hermione's blouse. Unfortunately she was wearing a white cotton bra so he still didn't get to see what her nipples looked like. But this didn't stop him playing with her boobs mind you. It was an activity that Harry had become quite fond of, he loved how her mounds felt in his hands and her loved the way Hermione moaned and purred as he cupped, squeezed, caressed, kissed, licked, and suckled on them, even through the accursed bra. During the snog and boob fondling session, 'Harry, Jr.' stirred only a little, apparently the appendage was still worn-out from the very welcomed workout it received the previous evening.

After both teens had become completely flushed, Hermione pulled away and suggested, "We should really go and see McGonagall," she stated, her lips red and puffy. "We have to ask her if we can stay in the castle."

"Are you sure she'll be up this early?" asked Harry as they walked hand in hand to the Headmistress' office.

"I'm positive," answered Hermione. The couple walked up to the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to McGonagall's new quarters.

"Would you please tell the Headmistress we would like to see her?" Hermione requested of the stone sentinel.

"I'll go fetch her," the statue grumbled. After a moment or two, the gargoyle stepped to the side, and McGonagall rushed out into the hallway while trying to put on her dressing robe and brandishing her wand at the same time.

"What is it? What's wrong?" the Headmistress demanded on the verge of panic.

"Nothing's wrong, ma'am," Hermione said, "We just wanted to ask you a question."

"But the gargoyle told me it was an emergency!" McGonagall practically shouted. "He said that Potter was spewing blood from his mouth!"

Behind them, the gargoyle let out a grumbling chuckle.

"Oh, you cheeky bugger!" McGonagall cursed. "That's the third time this week he's pulled a prank on me! I swear, I'll find a replacement if you don't straighten up!" The Headmistress took a calming breath before turning her attention to the pair in front of her. "What can I do for you two?"

"We would like to ask a favor," stated Hermione. Harry saw McGonagall's eyes dart down and then back up. He glanced down and noticed the he and Hermione were still holding hands.

"And what would that favor be?" asked McGonagall with a saucy grin and a blush. Harry nearly went into shock at the sight; he had never imagined, nor wanted to imagine, what McGonagall would look like with a saucy grin. He loved and respected his mentor, but it truly frightened the young wizard to see such a grin stretched across her face. Harry had rarely seen the Headmistress with anything but a stern look upon her face and he was taken back. The sassy smile was very disturbing on McGonagall's face. It made Harry feel very uncomfortable both physically and emotionally.

"You see, Harry has been, and will, be a target for Voldemort," Hermione began, not noticing Harry's current discomfort. "And Harry doesn't really stand a chance against him. Not unless we get some training."

"What would you suggest, Ms. Granger?"

"May we please stay here at the castle so that we can use the library and other facilities to train?" Hermione asked as if she had spent hours preparing the question. Knowing Hermione, that is probably exactly what she did. She more than likely had written several drafts of the question in her Day Planner and chose the one she thought would be best received.

"Yes, you may," answered McGonagall. The Headmistress then added with a wry wink as she headed back up to her chambers, "But when you use the 'other facilities', please clean up after yourselves."

"What do you think she meant by that?" Hermione asked, as the teens turned away from the now closed doorway. Harry replied mutely by holding up their clasped hands. "She saw, do you think she suspects...?" Hermione began to ask before answering herself. "Of course she does, otherwise she wouldn't have used the 'clean up' reference."

"Are we that messy?" asked Harry.

"I may not be, but you are," replied Hermione with a wink.

After a quick breakfast, Harry and Hermione proceeded to the library.

"Alright, let's just head straight to the Restricted Section and start reading up on some of the more powerful magics," Hermione ordered.

Several hours later, Hermione had a very large stack of books that she'd labeled as being "potentially useful" and another, much smaller stack marked "worthless." The "potentially useful" stack intimidated Harry; there were at least six-dozen books in that stack. How Hermione thought that the two of them could read all that material, let alone actually retain the knowledge, was beyond him. Harry, on the other hand, had skimmed through no more than four books and found nothing remotely helpful in his destined fight with Voldemort. He found two particularly powerful transfigurations where one could turn a wizard into a giant toad, and another which would turn a toad into tadpoles according to the illustration... Harry reread the entry and corrected himself, it wasn't "tadpoles," it was semen. Harry repressed a shudder as an image played out in his head of a man turning into a giant toad then into a large pool of spunk. Then he thought of Snape and figured that it would be a fitting end to the traitor. He marked the page for future study.

"This is going to take forever," exclaimed Hermione. "If only we had something to go on. A weakness of Voldemort's that you excel in..."

"Yeah, but I don't see how 'the power he knows not' will help," Harry said. "I always thought that bit was rubbish."

Hermione lifted her gaze up from her book and her eyes burned a hole into Harry.

"What was that?" she asked impatiently.

"What was what?" Harry replied, taken back at her steely gaze.

"What did you say about the power Voldemort doesn't have?"

"Oh, that," Harry said relieved. He was worried that he had said something to upset Hermione. "It was just something mentioned in the silly prophesy."

Hermione closed her book and was obviously trying to compose herself as she strummed her fingers on the cover of a discarded book.

"Do you mean to tell me that there was more to the prophesy than 'me against him' as you originally told me?" she asked very slowly, as if she was speaking to a dim-witted child.

"Just a bit," Harry replied with more than a little touch of fear. Whenever Hermione had gotten this way in the past, Harry always knew that he was in for trouble. And usually, rightfully so.

"Like what?" The thinly veiled anger started to seep out of her body and Harry's fear grew.

"Um... just that I have a power he doesn't even know about and that um... he marked me as an equal," Harry said rapidly. He had hoped that the faster he said the words, the less angry Hermione would be.

"And I take it you know what that power is," stated Hermione as she rubbed her temples with her fingers.

"Love," Harry replied.

"Love?" Hermione repeated disbelievingly.

"According to Dumbledore, at least."

"Well, he wouldn't have just made an assumption. Did he ever point out when you may have used 'Love' against Voldemort?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, I accidentally tapped into it when Tom possessed me at the Ministry of Magic. I was able to hurt him; so much so that Dumbledore reckoned that he wouldn't try to sneak into my mind again because of the pain he suffered."

"Why... didn't... you... tell... me... about...THAT!?!" Hermione demanded.

"It's not important, not anymore," argued Harry. "Not since Voldemort took my blood! My touch used to be able to cause him pain before his resurrection. But now, he has my blood in his veins, and he can touch me without hurting himself."

"And when did your blood get taken, Harry?""

"Fourth year, as you bloody well know," Harry replied irritably.

"And when were you possessed?" asked Hermione, a smile returning to her face. Apparently, she took a great amount of joy in seeing how long it would take Harry to catch up with her train of thought.

"Fifth year... oh, wait..." Harry paused. "When he possessed me in the Ministry of Magic, he already had my blood in his veins."

"Harry, you may not be able to harm him just by touching him anymore," explained Hermione, "but somehow, you were able to activate that power when he tried to possess you and you hurt him! You hurt him enough that you drove him away!"

Hermione got that look again, the look she got when her brain went into overdrive. After a moment she asked: "Can you think of any other time you tapped into the power of love? Not necessarily just against Voldemort."

After a bit of thought, Harry offered, "Well, I don't know if it's love or not, but the two times I've used a Patronus against real Dementors could have been close."

"Could you explain?" Hermione asked patiently.

"When I realized that it wasn't my dad who cast the Stag Patronus I had seen, but me..." Harry said with his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on the memory from his third year. "I remembered thinking that I was going to leave the Dursely's and live with Sirius. I was going to live with someone who cared for me."

"That's familial love," Hermione explained. "That is the love of a family. You had inadvertently tapped into a form of love when you cast the Patronus."

"And then the second time was when Dudley and I were attacked," Harry continued. "Before I cast the Patronus, I remembered thinking about seeing you and Ron."

"Platonic love, love of friends."

"That's about it," Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"What about Cho?" Hermione asked. "You did have a crush on her which is a form of affectionate love. And you did kiss her."

"Oh, yeah" Harry said with a snap of his fingers. "When Snape was teaching me Occlumency, he was about to see an image of me and Cho kissing and I threw off his Legilimency attack for the first time, and it was without a wand or spell."

"That's very good," Hermione complimented.

"And I entered his mind," Harry continued, and Hermione's jaw dropped. "I saw him as a kid hiding under a table as his parents fought."

"You entered Snape's mind without a wand or casting a spell?" Hermione asked. "He's a skilled Occlumens, you shouldn't have been able to do that! His defenses should have stopped you easily! That's incredible, Harry! I think Dumbledore was correct. Think about it. Most wizards and witches can't produce a corporeal Patronus, and even if they do, they would be able to drive away maybe one or two Dementors, like Remus did on the train. But when you thought about love in one way or another, you were able to drive away scores of Dementors. And look what you did with Snape; you easily broke through a skilled Occlumens' shields and saw his memories, because you unknowingly tapped into your power of love. Apparently, when you access you power base, love, you are a very powerful wizard indeed!"

Harry blushed at her compliment. Hermione paused and worried her lip before continuing: "Harry, I know it's a touchy subject, but could you tell me what you felt with Ginny?"

"Now I feel revulsion," Harry answered, with only a minor shudder. "But during the time, I guess the best way to describe it would be to say it was like a scaly monster was living in my chest."

"A scaly monster? That's not love Harry; that sounds more like lust and jealousy!" Hermione cried victoriously. "No wonder you were so ineffectual last year!"

"Excuse me!" Harry blurted out. "/Ineffectual/?"

"Yes Harry, ineffectual," Hermione repeated. "Remember, you told me the events of the cave. You panicked. Panicking is something you've never done before. Remember in first year, Hagrid had to pair you with Draco because he had already scared Neville. Hagrid knew that you wouldn't panic. In second year, you faced a forty foot snake that could've killed you just by looking at you and you didn't panic! You may have been frightened, that's only normal. But you did not panic. In third year, you drove off scores of Dementors without panicking. When you were Portkeyed to the graveyard during the final task of the Tri-Wizard, you dueled with Voldemort, the most feared Dark Lord in decades and again you didn't panic!

"But, when the Infiri attacked, you admitted that you completely forgot the simple flame hex. The same hex that Dumbledore had just reminded you about moments before. And then, when you were chasing after Snape and the Death Eaters, you couldn't land even one hex on Snape. In previous encounters with Death Eaters, you've always been spectacular. You were able to Stun or incapacitate several Death Eaters when Voldemort resurrected himself as well as during the battle in the Department of Mysteries. You should've been able to deal with the zombies without freezing up, and you should have at least singed Snape.

"That has to prove that Dumbledore was right. Your power base is love!" Hermione continued. "All you strengths come from one form of love or another. But last year, you were lusting after Ginny. And that lust was detrimental to your power base. Lust is not love in any way shape or form! Lust is a mockery of love. That's why you were acting so strangely last year."

"Alright, fine, then. But why were you acting so strangely last year?" Harry shot back. He was angry with her because deep down, he knew she was right. "You dropped S.P.E.W. like it had meant nothing to you even though you were clearly obsessed about the cause for two years. You broke the rules when hexed another student just so Ron could stay on the Quidditch team. I realize that you've bent and broken the rules before, but the times you've done that, people's lives were at risk. But this time, you broke the rules just to save Ron from embarrassment. And then you chastised me when you thought I might have cheated when I tricked Ron into believing that I gave him the Felix Felicis, doing the exact same thing you did: saving Ron from embarrassing himself. It also took you months to find out that Prince was related to Snape, something you normally would've found out in no time at all! Especially since you were so dead certain that Eileen Prince was somehow related to the damned Half-Blood Prince in my Potions Text. You only bothered to check on what happened to Eileen Prince after Snape admitted to being the Half-Blood Prince."

Hermione hung her head in shame. Harry's heart dropped roughly to his knees. "I'm sorry Hermione, I didn't mean-"

"No, you're right Harry. We both acted strangely last year," Hermione interrupted. "And my own reasons were pretty much the same reasons as to why you acted oddly as well. I simply wanted to be loved. I wanted someone to hold my hand and kiss me. I wanted someone to say I'm pretty and to mean it. I wanted someone to think of me when I wasn't around.

"All of the other girls in our year, and most of the younger ones as well, were already active in the dating scene, and as strange as it may seem, I felt compelled to start dating as well. Perhaps the underlying reason was as simple as I didn't want those Yule Ball rumors to finally come true. You know the ones I mean; the ones that said that no boy would ever want to be seen with someone like me; a bossy know-it-all with bushy hair. But I didn't want to date someone I didn't know," Hermione continued with tears streaming down her face. "So I decided that it would have to be either you or Ron. And you were already ogling Ginny, so I set my sights on Ron. That's why I stopped caring about House-Elves; Ron doesn't care about them, he only cares about Quidditch. That's also why I hexed McLaggen. And I suppose that's the only excuse I can give as to why I didn't figure about Snape and the whole Potions Text. I was so desperate for Ron to notice me that I ignored what was staring me right in the face. I needed Ron to notice me, there was no one else available for me. I had come to the conclusion that I didn't have a chance with you. You're popular, even though you hate it, and brave and handsome, and I'm ugly and bookish-"

"Let me explain something to you Hermione," interrupted Harry as he took her face gently in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. "I think you are beautiful, and not just in a physical way either. Even though I can honestly say that your breasts are fantastic! Awe inspiring, to be truthful." Hermione blushed as Harry continued, "But you're beautiful in so many other ways as well. You're ridiculously smart, incredibly brave, patient, kind, compassionate, and you know me better than anyone else. Remember back in our third year? The game where the Dementors knocked me off my Nimbus? It was raining so hard I couldn't see. Wood had called a time out and I was about to point out my vision problem. Before I could even begin, you appeared over my shoulder to help me out, without needing to be asked. Then in our fifth year, when I thought that I had somehow caused Nagini to attack Mr. Weasley, everyone let me wallow in self pity in that damn room. Ginny, the girl I was so infatuated with last year, let me rot in that room. But not you, you canceled a holiday with your folks and marched right up to Buckbeak's room and literally dragged me out the moment you arrived. You've always been there for me, to help me, even when I thought I didn't want it. You were the only one brave enough to say that Voldemort had laid a trap for me in the Department of Mysteries. And yet, you still went with me because you knew I needed your help. You know me better than I know myself.

"Do you want to know what Ginny said to me when I broke up with her?" Harry continued. "She said that I'd only be happy hunting Voldemort. She said that's why she liked me so much."

"How can she think that?" Hermione asked incredulously. "You want to be a father."

"W-what?" Harry stammered. It was as if Hermione had dumped a bucket of ice water over his head and it shocked him to his core.

"It's obvious to me that you want to get married and have a bunch of kids," Hermione said, as if it was common knowledge. "You want the one thing you've never had: a loving family." Harry slowly lowered himself to the floor and sat down.

"I do?" he asked as an image appeared in his minds eye. He looked a little older and he was surrounded by children, his children. That image filled the young man with such happiness that he actually started to cry. "I guess I do want kids." Hermione lowered herself into Harry's lap and kissed away his tears. "You see, you do know me better than I do."

The couple sat on the floor in the Restricted Section just holding each other for a long while, saying nothing, just enjoying being in each others arms. Hermione finally pulled herself away from Harry's embrace and said: "We better get back to researching."

"Do we have to?" Harry pleaded while still holding onto her hands.

"Yes, we do," Hermione ordered. "But it should be easier now that we have a better focus. We just have to look for spells and rituals which use love."

Hermione disappeared into the stacks as Harry grudgingly stood up and began his search anew. After an hour of browsing through the Restricted Section, Harry's eye caught the words "Love" and "Magic" on the binding of an old red-leather book. 'Could this be it? The thing that could lead to the downfall of Voldemort?' Harry's hopes were dashed though, when he read the full title: "The Magic of Making Love: By Thos. Antric." He shrugged as he pulled the book from the shelves; he reckoned that he might as well thumb through it, seeing that it was the only book he had found in the past hour that even appeared to be remotely related to love.

The first page Harry opened to had almost made him drop the book out of shock. It was a magical photo showing a witch and wizard, both very naked, in a unique position. A position that Harry thought should have caused a great deal of pain (/'Was that his foot by her ear or her own? And where was her left hand?'/), but judging by the expressions on their faces, they were rather enjoying it.

The next page that Harry randomly turned to piqued his interest. The chapter was titled "A Witch's Orgasm and its Power; How You Can Benefit From It!" Harry didn't need to read the chapter to learn how a witch's orgasm could benefit him; he would be able to show Hermione just how much she meant to him, and he could properly return the pleasure that Hermione had given him. The next random chapter that Harry turned to made him think that the book was written precisely with him in mind: "The Hidden Benefits of Being a Parselmouth; Cunnilingus and You!" Harry marked that page and stuffed the book in his bag. The book may not help him defeat Voldemort, but it looked like it could help him in his love life.

Harry returned to their desk to find Hermione already hidden behind a wall of books. The young wizard sat down at his chair and started to read the new-found book.

The chapter on Parselmouths was very enlightening. It stated that Parselmouths have a magical ability that is focused within the wizard's tongue, and while normally this magic is used to communicate with snakes, it could be used while giving oral pleasure to a witch. The book also had several diagrams explaining different techniques to illicit the best response from the witch.

After he had read the chapter no less than ten times, completely skipping over the sections dealing with the theories and so-called "magical benefits", concentrating strictly on form and technique, Harry realized that it had grown dark outside. He looked at the clock on the wall and noticed it was half past ten at night. "Hermione, let's fetch some supper and call it a night," he called out.







Harry was having a very interesting dream the next morning; he was on the shore next to the Hogwarts Lake. Some odd compulsion forced him to gobble some gillyweed that was in his hands and he then jumped into the water. After he felt gills popping out on the sides of his neck, Harry swam under the water for several minutes until he saw something that would lead him to his goal - what that goal was, he didn't know, but Harry needed to reach it for some unknown reason. The thing that Harry saw was a mermaid. But it wasn't what real mermaids looked like, merpeople are actually very unattractive, downright ugly one might say. This mermaid was quite beautiful; she looked exactly like Hermione did above the waist. And she was topless to boot! But before Harry could get a good look at mermaid-Hermione's boobs, she dashed away. He gave chase immediately. Mermaid-Hermione dove into a dark tunnel at the bottom of the lakebed and Harry quickly followed. The tunnel was incredibly dark, but unlike the water outside the tunnel which was cold, this water was warm and pleasant. For some odd reason, Harry felt his ever-present companion, 'Harry, Jr.' begin to stir in his swim-trucks. After a few moments of swimming through the tunnel blindly, Harry saw a slit of light in the distance. Harry instinctively swam toward the light and passed through it. He turned around and saw that he had just exited the tunnel and onto the lakebed through a giant clam.

But before Harry could turn around and continue pursuing mermaid-Hermione, he was tackled by someone. As he was pushed down into the lakebed, kelp magically sprang to life to bind his hands and feet. Someone rapidly stripped off his swim trunks. He looked up into the beautiful hazel eyes of mermaid-Hermione.

"I see that part of you is awake," she said wickedly, indicating Harry's partially aroused state, as she twirled his trunks in front of her while poking him in the ribs. "I'm just waiting for the rest of you to wake up."

"Huh?" Harry grunted groggily as his eyes opened up. He normally wouldn't have been happy to wake up from such an interesting dream, but any animosity that he might have felt toward the person who woke him up disappeared the moment his eyes focused on the young woman in front of him. Hermione stood in front of Harry wearing her sleeping gown and holding a pair of boxers in front of her, specifically Harry's boxers. That's when Harry felt a draft on 'Harry, Jr.'/. He tried to cover his bits, but found that his hands and feet were invisibly bound to his bedposts, obviously by Hermione for some illicit and, more than likely, exciting purpose. The young witch examined Harry's naked body with unmasked desire in her eyes. Harry was embarrassed, nay, mortified that he was laying starkers in front of Hermione. /'Harry, Jr.' on the other hand reveled in the attention. It stood proud as if it was saying "Hey, look at me!"

"Quite impressive, Mr. Potter," said Hermione, as if she was grading one of his papers. "You should be proud."

Harry felt his skin turn red at Hermione's comments and 'Harry, Jr.' stood even taller.

"Seeing as you're naked, which I might have had something to do with that - but I admit nothing, mind you- and I am dressed," Hermione said theatrically, "let's even the score a bit"

Hermione then reached down and slowly, almost hesitantly, removed her gown. Harry emitted a small "ooh" sound when he saw the two things that he had so desperately wanted to see the past few days; Hermione's nipples.

Her nipples, which Harry decided to call "Carmella" and "Natasha," were full and erect, as if they were saying 'hello' to 'Harry, Jr.' who was singing to the heavens at that point in time.

Hermione stood nervously as Harry took in every inch of her exposed body. His eyes took in her white cotton knickers, lingered on her flat tummy, then slowly traveled up to her bare breasts, and then finally, he locked eyes with her and said: "My God Hermione, you are beautiful."

"That is what I was waiting to hear," said Hermione, her self-confidence obviously bolstered by Harry's comments. She crawled onto the foot of the bed and lowered her mouth over Harry's organ.

She began by using her tongue, running it up and down his shaft. Then she placed it into her mouth and began the same wonderful technique she used the other night. Harry groaned in pleasure and tugged at his invisible bounds. He frantically wanted to touch her, to run his hands through her hair. But she had cruelly bound him to his bedpost.

Slurping noises emanated from Hermione as she bobbed up and down on his pole, coating 'Harry, Jr.' with her saliva. Harry started to groan when Hermione began to cup and gently massage his balls. Within minutes (Harry noted with a great deal of masculine pride that he had lasted much longer then his first time), he felt the pressure build up. He remembered the tongue lashing he had gotten from Hermione the last time when he failed to warn her. Mind you he rather liked the tongue lashing he was getting now, but he hated the other type.

"Hermione, I'm gonna cum," Harry grunted.

Hermione stopped her fellatio and looked up at Harry. A broad, sinful smile stretched across her lips as she said, "Happy Birthday, Harry."

Then Harry got the best birthday present he had ever gotten. Hermione took his entire length into her mouth, pausing only to relax her gag reflex when he reached her throat. Harry stopped breathing when he felt Hermione's throat pulsate and contract as she seemingly tried to swallow his organ. She let out a low grumble that emanated from her throat and the sound sent shivers through his body. While continuing to grumble, Hermione sucked on his organ. Within seconds, Harry had lost control and unloaded into Hermione's mouth. His dick jumped once in her mouth, shooting off the first blast of his load and Hermione raised herself and suckled on his crown. 'Harry, Jr.' bucked again and again, discharging his semen into her mouth.

After Harry was finished, Hermione made a show of swallowing his load. She had a look on her face like she had just swallowed something dreadful, perhaps a flobberworm, but Harry almost came again just at the sight of her swallowing. Hermione retrieved her wand and performed a Breath Cleaning Charm before releasing Harry from his magical bonds.

"Sorry about that, I'm not used to the taste just yet." said Hermione as she crawled onto his bare body, pressing her naked breasts into his heaving chest. "I've done some research and read that a man's diet affects the taste of his semen. Maybe we can experiment with the foods you eat, and see which resultant taste I like the best?"

'Experiment!' Harry's mind declared triumphantly. What she said definitely hinted that Hermione was willing to do this act again. 'Try to act as smooth as possible,' Harry thought to himself as he replied to Hermione, "Sure, I won't mind. Anything in the name of progress."

"So, was it good for you?" Hermione asked with a saucy smile.

In all honesty, it was very, very good for him. But he also knew that it couldn't have been all that enjoyable for her. She did all the work, yet received no pleasure for herself, while Harry had gotten all the enjoyment (and a lot of it). Harry didn't just want to tell her that it was terrific; he wanted to show her how terrific it was. He needed to show Hermione, not simply because he felt obligated to return the pleasure that she had given him twice already. He wanted to do it so Hermione herself could feel ecstasy. Somewhere deep within Harry, he felt the almost desperate need to make Hermione... happy. Harry just wasn't certain he knew how to show her just what he felt for her, and what he felt she deserved. Then Harry remembered his 'special book' and the chapter that he so diligently memorized.

"Instead of telling you, let me show you," Harry replied and quickly rolled over so that Hermione was under him before she could protest. Hermione squealed in surprise.

"What do you have in mind, Harry?" asked Hermione after she regained her composure.

"Retuning the favor," answered Harry. He hesitantly added, "That is, if you don't mind."

Before answering, Hermione averted her eyes and blushed such a bright crimson, that Harry reasoned that he could easily read in the dark just by using her body as a night light.

"No, I don't mind," she replied nervously.

"Now, I've never done this before," stated Harry, "and I know there are lots of ways to do this improperly beside 'using teeth,' so tell me when I do something wrong."

After Hermione nodded in the affirmative, Harry started by kissing her passionately, he then trailed kisses down her chin, her neck, passed her color-bone, until he reached the valley between Hermione's breasts. Harry took this opportunity to get to know 'Natasha' and 'Carmella' intimately. Hermione groaned as Harry licked, suckled, and lightly nibbled on her tender flesh. The heat coming off Hermione's body was intense and her breath became more and more labored as Harry continued to play with 'Natasha' and /'Carmella'/. After several minutes of focusing on her breasts, Harry trailed kisses down her taught tummy. He looked up at Hermione when he got to her cotton knickers and said, "If you want me to stop just say so-"

But Harry was cut off when Hermione nearly shouted at him, "If you don't pull my damned knickers off right now, I swear to Merlin...!"

"Okay, okay..." placated Harry as he hooked his fingers around her panties. The young wizard took a fortifying breath before slowly tugging the cotton garment down. Hermione gasped as she became exposed to the morning air. Harry gulped as he saw something he hadn't expected.

"S-s-sha-s-s-shaved?" he stammered as he examined Hermione's flower.

"Yes," Hermione replied sheepishly.

"S-s-sha-s-s-shaved?" he repeated, still stunned.

"It's strictly for hygiene," she explained, still a little sheepishly.

"C-c-co-com-c-completely s-s-sha-s-s-shaved?"

"Well, yes," she answered, her sheepishness was suddenly replaced by a saucy grin. "You see, I'm very hygienic."

'Gryffindor was right,' Harry thought to himself, 'brainy girls are naughty!'

As Harry took in Hermione and all her wonder, he commented to himself internally that when Hermione had satisfied him earlier, she had an easier job... err sorry about that. When it came to his bits, all Harry had was 'Harry, Jr.' and his luggage. And the only way he could think of not fulfilling 'Harry, Jr.' was if teeth were used. But with Hermione's bits there was so much more! According to the book that Harry had hidden in his school bag, there was the Mons Veneris, the clitoris and its hood, and the Labia. And as reported by the book, there were definitely bad ways in stimulating Hermione.

With a touch of trepidation, Harry started by gently kissing the area around her flower - which he had almost given a name of a flower, but seeing that both his mother and his aunt had flower names, he became content with just "flower." It was apparent that Hermione enjoyed these tiny kisses, so Harry continued this course of action for a while. Harry kissed her nether lips and Hermione gasped, that's when Harry decided that his tongue should come into play.

He used his fore and middle fingers on his left hand to softly pry open her petals. Harry used his tongue to trace Hermione's outer and inner lips and her honey began to seep out. After a minute or two of working on her vagina and lips, Harry used his right thumb to gently push her hood back, exposing her clitoris. Hermione gasped when Harry's tongue touched her clit.

The brunette witch started to writhe and moan while Harry worked on his budding... /err sorry again/... skills of cunnilingus. After two or three minutes, Harry noticed that Hermione seemed to be enjoying his attempts. To him, Hermione tasted warm, sweet, and musky. Little droplets of sweat were appearing all over her body and her breathing was heavier than before. It was at this point that he decided to push Hermione over the edge, so to speak, and use the techniques that he had read in the book concerning Parslemouths.

Pausing for a second from his operations, Harry closed his eyes and focused on an image of a snake in his mind in order to trigger his rare power. Since Harry could never tell if he was speaking Parseltongue or English, he asked Hermione: "Can you understand me?"

"Harry, why are you speaking in Parseltongue?" Hermione asked. "I can't - OH SWEET BABY MAEVE!"

Hermione couldn't finish her statement properly; because Harry was satisfied that he was using his Parselmouth abilities and started his cunnilingus once more. Almost immediately, Hermione thrashed around and alternated between moaning, growling, and occasionally, babbling incoherently.

"... swish and flick..." Hermione sputtered disjointedly while Harry twirled his magical tongue around her bud. "...powdered newt...nimbus...." As magic poured off of Harry's tongue into Hermione, he could feel every muscle in her body tense up. "Oh. Oh. Oh, mamma!"

One of Hermione's hands grabbed a tuff of Harry's hair and tugged at him while her legs wrapped around his head and pulled him closer. It was at this point that 'Harry, Jr.' woke up again and desperately, almost painfully, wanted to play again. Harry thought about using one of his hands to relieve himself, but realized that this moment was for Hermione. He wanted to concentrate fully, mentally, physically, and emotionally, on her. He would take care of 'Harry, Jr.' later.

After a minute or two, Harry could sense the buildup in Hermione, but he could feel himself about to release as well. Hermione's back arched and sweat poured off of her naked flesh. Her body was raked by shallow, quivering gasps of breath.

"Oh, gods, Harry!" Hermione shouted as a combined wave of magic and ecstasy passed through her body, and then through Harry's. Her musky juices shot out of her pussy and filled his mouth. He tried his best to lap up her honey, but a large amount flowed out of his mouth and poured down his chin. Harry groaned into Hermione as he climaxed in the middle of her orgasm. The two teens didn't notice the very loud bang that accompanied their simultaneous orgasms.

Slowly, Harry's eyes took in the vision before him; Hermione lay on the bed, panting heavily, her body flushed and glistening. Her nether lips were red and swollen and her wetness still seeped out of her. The young man smiled with pride, because he didn't need to ask Hermione if it was good for her. He could tell by the glow emanating from her body that she had thoroughly enjoyed his first efforts. Then it hit him, she was literally glowing! She was throwing off light! He was shocked to find that he was glowing softly as well. Harry was about to ask Hermione about this startling occurrence when he noticed that she had her eyes fixed on something behind him.

With her legs still draped over his shoulders, Harry turned his head and saw that except for the bed that they were currently using, every object in the room was floating six feet off of the ground. Every book, scrap piece of parchment, every article of clothing - Harry spotted Hermione's knickers straight away, they were twirling slowly as if dancing- even the other beds hovered several feet in the air.

Before either of the two teens could discus these strange events, the door to the dorm room flew open and Tonks rushed in, waving her wand.

"Harry, are you okay?" the pink haired Auror shouted out, as she started to quickly scan the room. "I heard a...uh... bang?" Tonks paused as she finally noticed the two naked forms in front of her; Hermione glistening with sweat and her hair tossed this way and that, with Harry kneeling as if in prayer at Hermione's altar and his face dripping with her love juice. A sardonic, almost wicked smile crept across Tonks's face. But the smile was nothing compared to the devilish look in her eye. Both Hermione and Harry made a weak squeaking noise at that look.

ms you had quite a time of it over the last few days with my daughter and some of her friends, even some of the staff at school!"

Oh oh! Deciding that honesty is the best policy I venture "Yes they've been out of this world and Cath is really, really good in bed - makes me feel fantastic."

"In bed? And in the darkroom or a locked office! She's only thirteen for heaven's sake!"

Deciding not to tell her I'd had younger only last night I change tack. "But you couldn't have been much older when you had Cath?"

"No that's just it, I was thirteen when I had Catherine and I don't want her making the same mistake. That's why I made sure she's on the pill - I wasn't when my boyfriend got me drunk at a party and forced himself on me! They'd call it date-rape nowadays." She is nearly sobbing. "Having Catholic parents abortion wasn't an option. But I've never let a man touch me since!"

I put an arm round her to comfort her. "I'm glad it wasn't an option. Cath is a wonderful girl. You should be proud of her." Thinking of Cath and effectively cuddled to an attractive young woman - simple arithmetic made her 27 tops - causes an unwelcome stirring in my loins despite my predicament. I try to adjust my robe to hide my growing erection but Cath's Mum soon spots it. She tears open my robe.

"My god! I thought she must be exaggerating about it's size!" she gasps. Something snaps. "All right show me how good it can be for a girl, show me how good you make Catherine feel!"

YES! I couldn't have planned it better!

Gently I lead her through to my bedroom and start to unbutton her jacket and then help her out of her dress leaving her standing in a skimpy bra and panties. Very nice I think moving to kiss her neck and down to the soft tops of her perfectly proportioned breasts.

"What's your name?" I ask - I can hardly call her Ms Hutchinson or Cath's Mum can I?

"My name's Catherine too, but most people call me Katie." she moans as I continue kissing at her body and running my hands very lightly down her sides to the curve of her hips.

"You have a beautiful body Katie." I tell her as I reach up to undo her bra snap, the flimsy garment falling away to the floor. "And very nice tits." I lightly cup her mounds, kiss first one and then the other on the nipple which are already hardening. I continue planting light kisses on her tits as my hands roam over her taught body. Her moaning increases and I boldly although gently slide a hand down the front of her panties to find her already very wet slit. She must be shaven for I can feel no bush - I'm sure my dick swells even more at the thought! Gently and slowly I run a finger up and down the outside of her slit teasing at her before sliding her pants down. She steps out of them revealing she is not only shaven but that she appears to have a multi-coloured butterfly tattooed where her bush should be. I whistle.

"Like it? Katie asks.

I respond by dropping to my knees in front of her kissing the butterfly softly before exploring her slit with both my lips and tongue. Her juices are really starting to flow and she tastes fantastic.

"Stop it Jim. You'll make me come." she says as I continue my ministrations.

"That's the idea." I reply just as she all but drenches me in pussy juice as her orgasm hits her. I lift her onto the bed limp as she is after the powerful climax and lie down beside her kissing her on the lips for the first time. She responds eagerly pushing her tongue into my mouth as I let my hand find her breast again.

"That was good" she tells me "but a girl can do that for another girl. Show me what only a boy can do!"

Gently for I've a feeling I must do everything gently with Katie, I spread her legs and move above her. Slowly and without fear of hurting her I slide my long pole all the way into her wonderfully tight cunt, stretching her with my girth making her gasp. Holding myself at the bottom and clenching my arse muscles to make my cock jerk inside her I ask "How's it feel? Your cunt is so tight round me."

"A-fucking-mazing! My puss feels stretched fit to burst!" Slowly I pull out, right out, before penetrating her again stretching her once more. "God!" she calls out as I reach bottom once more. "He so fucking big in me!" I repeat this slow action, pulling completely out and repenetrating her each time and each time drawing some form of oath from her as I bottom out before she starts to buck back at me. Taking this to be a good sign I up the pace until we are going at it frantically the sensations building all the time. Suddenly Katie throws back her head and yowls as the floodwaters break and a crushing orgasm sweeps over her. The clenching of her cunt muscles draws me with her, my cock spasming in her delivering a massive load of cum into her puss.

I lie back down beside her, pulling her to me and kissing her again. "Well that's what this boy can do. Do I pass?"

Long minutes pass before Katie has recovered enough to speak. "12 out of 10! I've never known anything as powerful as that! It was certainly better than my first time - not that I remember much about that, the sod got me so drunk! I can see why Catherine, Cath, likes begin with you so much - she positively raves about having sex with you - and Shona - in her diary. Didn't realise she was so into girls although I had a sneaky feeling about her and Shona."

"How'd you mean?" I ask.

"Takes one to know one,"

"Eh?"

"Lesbians I mean. I'm a closet lesbian and I had Shona figured as being that way inclined too." Katie informs me.

"Lesbian? Definitely not! More like bi since a few days ago - what's the term AC/DC, swings both ways? Cath too I suppose. And I don't think closet can be applied to Shona! Was that really only the second time you've fucked properly?"

"No I think you could say it was the first! I was fucked thirteen years ago but I definitely didn't fuck back as I did today. Since then there's only been the odd finger and slim dildo or vibrator in my puss - none of these monster rubber things some of my girlfriends like shoved up them. Never fancied that much - maybe change my mind after that seeing to your monster gave me just now!"

We lie talking. After Katie at had Cath she lived with her parents for some years finishing school and getting some qualifications at college only moving to town a few years ago to take up a position as a medical secretary at a local hospital. It is through this apparently that she is able to obtain supplies of the pill for Cath and any of her friends who want it - which by what I can make out is practically every girl in the school from second year up until they were old enough to go to their own GP for the prescription - she is having a torrid affair with one of the female doctors at the hospital who is so besotted with her she'll do anything Katie asks.

I ask about the tattoo agreeing it looks fabulous and I would love to have sex with her on top so that I can see it properly as we fuck. Katie confides that, when she can get a baby sitter for Cath or she's at her grandparents some weekends and holidays, she likes to hang out in the Gay and Lesbian clubs in the nearby city always on the prowl for a new partner. She admits to being fairly promiscuous but nothing like the gay blokes who would often have umpteen partners in the same night fucking and being fucked by total strangers. She prefers to meet a new girl, get to know her a bit and than go back with her for the night. One time fairly recently she'd been picked up by a girl who turned out to have a tattoo in the same place. This had been such a turn on for Katie that she couldn't stop licking and kissing it all night - not that Linda objected, that was exactly why she had it - and the next morning Linda had gone with her to the tattooist who removed all her pussy hair by electrolysis and etched the butterfly design she had chosen into her skin in vibrant colours.

"Didn't it hurt?" I ask running my hand over her silky smooth pubes.

"No not really, the tattooist really knew what she was doing. The worst bit has having the hair removed. It should never grow back I'm told. As it happened I hadn't shaved for a while otherwise I couldn't have had it done and I normally have a bare puss - it makes for better girl to girl contact. So you want to watch my butterfly while we do it? Think I can arrange that. Lie back and watch."

All this talk of pusses has my cock at attention again. Katie pushes me down and raises herself over me giving me a full frontal view as she grasps my cock and guides it to her hole as she lowers herself on me keeping her body upright. It makes for the most erotic sight as she makes contact with my cock slowly taking me inside her, the radiant design framing her slit as she does so. As she continues to lower herself she wiggles her hips, the ripple of her muscles almost making it look like the butterfly is flapping it's wings. Its all I can do to hold back! Katie must sense this "Like that, lover boy do you?" she asks as she takes me all the way in. "Well so do I - I like this position, I like being in charge. How's my butterfly doing?"

"I just love what you're doing!" I say softly as she continues to wiggle staying down on me. "Your butterfly looks like its flying." This makes her giggle and then she begins to raise herself again almost agonisingly slowly. I make to pull back, responding to her.

"Ah, Ah!" she warns. "Just lie still. This is my treat." she raises herself so much I begin to see my glands appear from her pussy and then, suddenly and without warning, she has me balls deep again making me cry out. This brings a smile to her face as just as suddenly I see my glands again. She repeats this a few times varying the rate of assent and descent before coming to rest with me deep in her again moments before I would otherwise have come. "What do you think? Slow or fast?" she asks.

"Don't know. Just whatever you like." If she wants to be in charge I am up for it. Everything she had done has been good for me and I tell her so.

Smile widening she says "Let's try sort of medium." as she sets up a steady rhythm sliding up and down my pole until she comes yelling long and loud time and again as she feels my sperm flood into her. She collapses forward and I roll us onto our sides still coupled.

"I enjoyed that! Am I as good as Cath?" Katie asks of her daughter.

"Yes" I tell her "yes but different. All the girls I've been with have been fantastic and all have been different. It's not right to contrast and compare."

"'Suppose not." she says snuggling in tight.

"Will you promise not to slap me if I ask you something private?" I venture cautiously.

"OK. What?"

"Have you ever made out with Cath?"

Silence. Have I gone too far?

"No" the answer slowly comes. "But I've thought about it. Just last week during that hot spell I came back from hospital late and went into her room to check her. She was lying asleep naked on top of the covers on her side. As I gently kissed her good night on the cheek she rolled over onto her back her legs slightly apart. She lay bathed in moonlight. I was so attracted to her that I moved to the foot of her bed to get a better view and just stood there fingering my puss and tits till I came. It was all I could do to stop myself diving in and lapping her puss!"

"Why didn't you?" I think to myself. The rolling onto her back, legs apart bit sounding more like an invitation than anything else to me. I bet Cath wasn't as asleep as she made out. "How far does Cath's diary go?" I ask still cautious.

"Friday lunchtime."

"Then you'll know about Cath and I being discovered in the act as it were and being summoned to Miss Maclean's office?"

"Yes and I know about 'Wendy' lying on her desk while you did her as she ate your sperm from my daughter and then the two of them reversing roles. Is Cath in a gymslip really such a turn on?"

"Well most of the time I was fucking Wendy I was wishing it was you who were lying there." I blurt out half expecting her to jump up screaming.

"Think I'd have liked that!" is the unexpected reply. "What about the gymslip?"

"Cath in a gymslip would keep me hard all day!" I assert.

"Well I'm a bit beyond that now" Katie says the other subject apparently dropped - I am not going to push, the principal has been established - "but you still seem pretty hard to me!" This is true I am still erect cosseted inside her sensuous puss. "Cath seems to like you in her bum too. Can we try that? Or lets put it another way 'do my arse or I'll snap your dick off in my cunt'!" she clenches hard round my cock to make her point.

"OK, OK! Let's take it easy!" I pull out of her and turn her round so we are nestled together like spoons and offer my knob to her arse.

"Yes let's. I didn't mean to come on so strong. I've never had anything up there before." she offers in retraction.

"OK, just relax as much as you can and you'll love it - promise." I cup one of her breasts as I ease slowly but continuously forward. My caresses on her tit seem to do the trick making her relax and soon she has taken my knob into her - the thrill for me intense, her arse effectively virgin. As I continue to push into her she is moaning loudly but not apparently in discomfort as she is pressing back at me just as hard. I pause in her as much as I can be.

"Why've you stopped?" she pleads "It feels so good. God I'd never have believed I could take that giant thing of yours up there!"

"It's not a 'thing'." I scold. Too much softly, softly I have decided, time to get serious. "Its a cock! What is it?" I demand as I begin to pound in and out quite hard.

"A cock."

"And where is it? Say it!"

"In my arse! It's in my fucking arse!"

"No my cock is fucking you in the arse and you love it!"

"Yes, yes I do."

"Say it!"

"I love to have your cock fucking my arse." she screams coming as she does so. She has to endure my cock violating her anus keeping her up there coming hard for a good while yet until I am ready to blow my seed into her. As I do so my balls and cock go into meltdown, my cock jerking as hard as I've ever known within her. For whatever reason this girl, woman really, is just such a turn on for me!

We lie there my cock slowly deflating within her, her tightness constricting the outward flow of blood, panting for breath. "So do you think Cath would be up for a threesome?" Katie asks.

"No that was wonderful Jim?" I tease.

"Certainly was. Loved the way you made me say all those words and things! Well what do you think?"

"One of my best orgasms yet." I say deliberately missing the point.

"No!" she nearly screams at me. "About Cath! About us and my daughter!"

"Almost certainly." I agree.

"How would we do it?" she queries.

"We could always ask her or you could just walk in and catch us and take it from there or ... Well what do you think?" I falter.

"Don't want to ask up front - that seems too premeditated. I'd want to see you actually..."

"Say it." I prompt.

"...actually penetrate her." She blushes before brightening. "I know - perhaps I could walk in on the two of you just as you're getting started, you know starting to undress, wearing just a robe or towel as if I've just come from a bath and see what happens?"

"Could work but won't Cath have made sure you're out first?" I query.

"I'll tell her I'll be out and then you suggest the two of you go back to her place. Unless she actually checks she'll never know. The acoustics are lousy in our flat."

"OK" I agree "but I don't know when. I doubt I'll see her till Monday with her being at camp this weekend. Tuesday, Wednesday maybe?"

"Sooner the better really!" she says "I have to go right now" She pulls away from me dressing, neglecting her underwear I notice.

"Tell me Katie, what did you intend when you rang the bell this morning?" I am curious.

"Suppose I expected to confront your Mum and Dad with the evidence. Get the school involved, the police maybe?"

"We might be under age but everyone was willing." I counter.

"That'd be called Statutory Rape in America. 'Suppose I'm guilty of that now - having sexual intercourse with a minor in this country. Going to press charges?" she asks.

"Only if you do!"

"No danger of that!" She kisses me and my cock instantly rises again. Standing as we are behind the front door me naked, her dressed again ready to leave but wearing no knickers I gently trip her cushioning her as she falls onto the stairs. Instantly my head is under her dress, tongue laving at her slit and tracing the outline of her tattoo before I let her have the measure of my cock again.

"There - that's us even. I certainly didn't ask permission of you, call rape if you like!" I say burying my dick to the hilt in her.

"Again no danger - anytime you want to do that just go right ahead. Just wish Cath was here to lick me out afterwards!" she moans. I am going fast knowing I'm not going to last long in her, images of being with both Katie and Cath in my mind. She comes first but only just as my balls familiarly tighten and release more of my fluid into her. I pull out, draw her to her feet and we kiss. "Quite a send off! Must leave my knickers off more often!"

Grabbing my robe to preserve my modesty before opening the door I see her out promising to see what I can set up for the two of us with Cath. "Maybe we could let her walk in on us?" I suggest.

"No - prefer the original plan."

I shut the door and hit the shower, another possible crises averted in the best possible way imaginable.


As I am drying myself the phone rings. I pad damply through to answer it. "Hi Jim! It's Bertie. Babs I and I are just dying to see you. Can you come over?"

"Sure, no problem. See you soon - I'm just finishing my shower." I respond.

"Shower? You just up? It's gone twelve, mind you after yesterday I'm not surprised! See you soon as you can?"

"OK, bye." I hang up thinking she doesn't know the half of it. I promise myself to confide what has happened with Katie to Shona but to no one else except maybe Cath herself until I've had the two of them together. I still think asking Cath to join in might be best, the notion of her lying stark naked on her bed letting - and I'm sure letting is the word - her mother frig herself off while looking at her strong in my mind.

I dress rapidly in chinos and a snap popper shirt eschewing any underwear or socks shoving my feet into some canvas shoes as I rush out of the door. Why wear more? I feel I won't be wearing what little I am for long! Anne and Babs meet me half way up the always deserted path which shortcuts almost directly between my house and theirs. "Change of plan" Anne informs me "Jude rang just after I'd got off the phone to you with an interesting suggestion. We're going to her house instead. First I have to get even with my little sister!" She drags me from the lane into a secluded glade. Babs I notice keeps station by the lane.

"Even?" I ask pretending not to know what she means knowing full well she must know what Babs and I did last night as I was supposed to be dressing in Anne's bedroom.

"Yes even, literally! You've been in her puss one more time than you have in mine. I've no knickers on so fuck me now!" she demands.

I pull her to me and kiss her eagerly running my hand up inside her short sleeveless dress to her overly wet crack. "Seen some action today already have you? You and your sister perhaps? What has it been, fist, banana, cucumber, candle?"

"Yes. Yes. Yes, yes, yes and yes!" she pants as I play on her clit. "Between last night after you left and then again this morning Babs and I have tried all of these. It was when I fisted her last night after every one else had gone and found her cunt sticky with your cum I put two and two together and made her tell me. Oh yes! Fill me!" As she talked I'd dropped my trousers and am now ramming my cock deep into her cunt. As she fucks desperately back at me I kiss her deep, my tongue finding hers. I feel her nipples hard against my chest and cup her tit finding, as I'd suspected, no bra - the skimpy dress and broad high heels being the only things she wears! Anne breaks the kiss trying to find breath as she comes on me. After my session this morning with Katie I am not ready to come yet and so I whip out of her, turn her round and bend her over pushing her dress almost round her neck before fucking into her back door.

"There!" I tell her as I ram into her arse, kneading at her exposed tits as I do so. "Not only even but one up!" Babs, who has been watching us more than the path gives up her watch and slips below her sister laving at her cunt and my balls. This is too much for Anne who comes again really hard slumping forward such that I plop out of her rear. Babs has me in her mouth at once sliding me into the tightness of her throat. She pulls me in and out fucking me with her face until I am breathing hard and I yield my load down her tight throat before I pull out.

"Evens!" Babs declares sitting on the ground recovering beside Anne. I pull my trousers up and help the pair of them to their feet. They adjust their dresses - Babs being similarly attired to Anne - and we return to the path. As we walk with me in the middle cupping one naked boob of each girl through the armholes of their dresses, we talk.

"Did you see Alice and Judith in the bathroom yesterday?" I ask.

"No." they both reply, Anne adding "What were they doing?"

"Jude was giving Alice what they called a 'Golden Shower' in the bath. You know, peeing on her?"

"I know what a Golden Shower is thanks." Anne says. "That's fairly mild for Alice! What she really likes is to be manacled to the taps while we all line up to takes turns peeing on her before massaging it into her or drinking it off. She's even tried to get one of us to shit on her but no one's done that for her as far as I know! Hate to think what she'll be like now you've actually fucked her - she's forever going on about being tied to the bed while some one works her over with a dildo, she unable to move or resist - not that she would resist!"

"Are all of you into this?" I ask trying hard not to sound too stunned.

"Five of us, me, Anne Mac, Jude, Lesley and of course Alice, are into bondage and submissiveness to a certain extent - that's why I really enjoy fagging the older girls in the showers and how I first got it together with Shona! We just finished fagging, she eating out Dot of course while I took Pat. We were kneeling side by side, the older girls kissing and playing with each others tits while Wendy looked on from the corner at us and the other girls, frigging away at her clit, when Shona caught me in the corner 'Lick my cunt.' she said looking me straight in the eye. At first I told her to get lost but when she said it again pinning me into the corner I did just that with her drenching me when she came. Later she told me that she got so frustrated with Dot she just had to get some release afterwards. She licked me out too by the way - she's very good at it. Bet she's a great lay for you!"

"She is I can assure you! What about Heather and you Babs and Kirsty?" I ask having worked out who was missing in the tale.

"Heather isn't really - she just likes her sex straight - if it can be describes as straight between girls that is!" Anne laughs at her own joke.

"What about you Babs?"

"Don't know, never tried! Until yesterday I'd only ever been with Anne and Kirsty and Kirsty only with me." Babs answers openly.

"Well the pair you got plenty more experience yesterday. Five new girls to explore! Six for Kirsty." I remark.

"Certainly did - it was marvellous exploring their bodies, sucking their tits, pushing my fingers into their cunts. It opens up all kinds of new possibilities when you're not cherry any more." she enthuses.

"You mean like watching your girlfriend fuck herself with a banana while she watches you do the same yourself?"

"Something like that! The one I liked best actually happened once everybody had gone and Kirsty and I had supposedly gone to bed. I put the tip of a cucumber in my puss and then Kirsty sidled up to me as I lay on the bed her legs straddling me and took the other end in hers. We then had a race to see who could get most into her cunt as we pushed together until our cunts were grinding into each other."

"Who won?" I ask wishing I'd been there to see it.

"We decided to call it a draw. We lay there like that for ages just talking about everything that had happened and gently pushing the cuck back and forth just using our cunny muscles until we got a little too overheated and both came together. The feel of Kirsty's hot pussy juice's against my cunt was wonderful. Kirsty then flipped over pulling the cuck out of us both and we lay drinking at each others puss till we both got off again!"

"Might have invited me!" Anne sounds a little peeved. "All I had for company by then was a candle - mind you I put that to good use!"

We are now nearly at Judith's rather grand house - her parent's own a factory in town - so I release the girls giving their nipples a gentle tweak as I do so. Judith answers the door in a robe - no messing about with these girls - and invites us in taking us through to a bedroom. Another shock to the system! There bound hand and foot to the cast iron bed frame is an older girl who at first I don't recognise but quickly come to realise it must be the very Pat Anne had mentioned earlier. Pat being Judith's elder sister. She was as naked as the day she was born save for a hood over her head which covered her completely leaving only two holes for her nostrils and she certainly hadn't been born with those tits - they are why I recognise her, Pat has the biggest pair of tits in the whole school - but her puss was bare.

"I've just shaved her puss for you Jim. Like it? You should have seen her squirm!" Judith declares now standing naked, the robe abandoned. "She wants fucked but we don't want to give her that! Not yet, not till she's heard you fuck each of us up both holes. She can hear but she can't see, obviously, or talk." Judith climbs onto the bed lying down on top of her sister squashing her tits into her back spreading her legs for me. "Nice cushion Pat. Now come on Jim, let her feel you fuck me as well as hear it!" Anne and Babs have by now slipped out of their dresses and turn on me, Babs ripping my shirt off (good thing for the poppers!) while Anne works my trousers down, releasing my straining cock. "Glad to see you're ready Jim" Judith enthuses from her perch "I certainly am - I got myself so randy shaving Pat and playing with her waiting for you to arrive. Didn't let you come though did I? Much too soon for that. Left you all frustrated haven't I? High but not very dry!" Pat nods slightly. "Don't you dare move! Hear me? You should see the size of the dick I'm about to take up my tight little hole. He's so big I wasn't sure I could manage yesterday but I did - we all did - in both holes!" Judith, the talker. Anne and Babs guide me into position above Jude, the sight of two cunts arranged one above the other is like no other. I'm tempted to spoil the party by plunging into Pat's slick fuck hole almost certain in the knowledge she's never had a cock in her before despite her looks - my little kick again! - but I'm prevented by Babs who has a firm grasp on my cock guiding me to Jude's waiting cunt. "Come on! Hard! Let Pat feel you in ME!". Hard it is then! I quite literally slam my meat into her really not caring if she is ready or not but she is as wet as hell! "Feel that Patty? Feel that? That's his huge cock as deep in me as it can go! And I tell you it is huge and SO thick, he's really stretching me - just wait till YOU feel it in your cunt. But you're going to have to wait, Jim's got a lot more holes to fill before we can allow you the pleasure of him - always assuming the three of us haven't drained him dry by then! Might never get round to you!" I fuck Judith hard and fast determined to bring her off as fast as I could. As soon as she comes I pull out, raising her bum and pistoning back into her this time forcing my way through her anus and up into her back passage really making her squeal.

"Good, hope it hurts." I think as I go at her mercilessly until she comes again. I pull away not really wanting to come in her. I am immediately replaced by Anne who pushes some sort of dildo she has strapped on deep into Jude's cunt. I cuddle Babs gently to me as we watch the three girls in the bizarre scene. "Well?" I ask "Into this?"

"Don't think so!" she replies gently stroking my erection. "Think I'd much rather have some privacy with you." She leads me to another bedroom.

"Wasn't much private yesterday." I remark as we settle cuddling on the bed.

"That was different and the last time was anyway - today I don't want to give Jude the pleasure of her sister hearing me fuck." As I try and get my mind behind that she kisses the end of my knob. "Not fancy Jude today?" she asks my cock knowing I hadn't come. "Can't say I blame you. Try me instead!" With that she slides her mouth down over him taking only my knob into herself, lashing it with her tongue causing me to moan. She pulls him out. "Like that?" I nod. "Well try this!" This time she sucks me fully into her mouth and down into her throat, the muscles tight around me. I moan again, louder this time. She pulls out again. "Tell me about that thing you did with Anne Mac yesterday." she says before drawing me deep into her throat again. Concentrating hard as I have to in able to be able to say anything over the feelings she is stirring up in me I tell her about the video and how a girl's throat seems to spasm causing the guy to come and giving the girl quite a head rush. I can just about hear her smile as she goes down and stays down. I'm so close to coming anyway that I start spurting at the first flutter and consign a tremendous load directly to her stomach as I keep on coming before I withdraw into her mouth to let her taste me (and to let her breathe before she passes out).

Panting loudly she says "Hell! Loved that!"

"You and me both then!" Twelve she may be, fantastic she definitely is! Lying next to me we cuddle as I caress her tits softly making her sigh beside me. "What should we do about Pat? I was about to have her earlier but you stopped me."

"Mmm! Perhaps I shouldn't have. Not into those sorts of games! Anne was my first ever partner but I've never seen that side of her before."

"Well... How about I fuck your tight little twat and then we slip away?" I offer.

"Nearly right! How about we slip away and then you fuck me back at my house?" she counters.

"Got my vote. I'm really not into this either."

Somehow and with me waiting in the other room, Babs manages to gather up our meagre collection of clothes unnoticed by the others - I sincerely don't care what they are up to, Shona may be up for most things but I find most of this rather disquieting and think she would too. Babs and I dress quickly and slip out of the back door back across the lane to her house. "Shame Kirsty's not around." I remark.

"Could be arranged!" Babs announces whipping out her mobile.

Speed-dial. "Kirsty? Where are you?"..."Good!"..."My place soonest! I've got Jim with me"..."Bye!"

Kirsty is waiting for us outside the back door of Anne and Babs' house when we arrive. "What's the score?" Kirsty asks.

"Score? Score? Well... About 2-1 for the opposition right now but I'm sure between us we can put that right!" Babs answers pulling us both inside and into her bedroom. The pair of them undress sensuously - they are each seriously drop dead gorgeous. Both only twelve but without an ounce of puppy fat between them!

"Definitely not into that sort of stuff." Babs says lying back on the bed. "Give it to me straight Jim!" she says parting her legs and beginning to play with her pussy.

"What y'mean?" Kirsty asks. Babs quickly explains the day's events. Kirsty shudders. "I'll have it straight too!" she says lying up besides Babs.

"One at a time please!" I laugh.

"You bet! Mind if I'm first Kirsty?" Babs says as she really starts to lay into her puss. Kirsty shakes her head as I pull Babs' hands away making her scream at me. "I need to get off!!"

"All in good time." I answer pulling her legs wide as I go down on her lapping at her puss. "Mumm! Tasty!" I comment as I roll away from her onto Kirsty repeating my actions there before rolling back to Babs except that this time I manage to bring my body higher, my cock penetrating her lips. I use my hands to grasp her slim hips and pull her fully down onto my erect manhood making us both gasp with the contact. "Mumm! You are tight Babs! Love your tight little puss!" She begins to fuck back at me.

"Love it too Jim! Love your cock in me! I feel so full. Go nice and slow - I want this to last!" So with long, slow, gentle strokes just like I prefer and with Kirsty kissing at us wherever she could, I proceed to make love with Babs. Don't get me wrong: she is nowhere near the top of my list of greats lays but after Shona, Cath and Katie she definitely ranks - especially after her sister's antics - Anne had really been good when first we fucked but this afternoon had done nothing for me. As for Judith!!! Babs comes to a long juddering climax long before I am ready to come. Sensing this she rolls away from under me. "Your turn Kirsty!" she informs her girlfriend. Kirsty moves underneath into the space just vacated by Babs. She grasps my cock and guides it to her sweet puss, sighing contentedly as I slide into her. Another ranker! Needing to come, I go at her more vigorously with her gasping below me until she is bellowing out her orgasm on every stroke. Eventually, unable to take any more, she too rolls away before I come. "My bum Jim" Babs pleads coming underneath me once more facing downwards. Not arguing, I nuzzle my cock-head against her arse hole as she yields deliciously below me taking me easily into her darkest hole once more. Responding to my every move she starts to come harder and harder until she again can take no more. Once more she and Kirsty trade places and with barely a break in my rhythm I stuff my pulsating cock up her arse looking for satisfaction. I am being none too gentle but she doesn't seem to mind, thrusting back at me as wildly as I am thrusting into her, all 5'0" of her. The episode with Judith and co. seems to have affected me more than I realised for still I can not come even as Kirsty explodes in her climax below me. Babs pulls me off as I continue to flail away. "Suck him Kirsty! Jim when you're ready, stay down in her but if you can, save some of your cum for our tits. Come on us if you can." she directs. Kirsty scoots down my body taking my raging cock in a single gulp straight into her tight throat, visibly bulging as she swallows my meat. She stays down on me for a long time before coming up for air. She does this again several more times staying down longer each time as I feel my climax eventually building until when I know I'm about to surrender I hold her down until she all but passes out from lack of oxygen, her throat spasming causing me to start to pump into her. Quickly I pull out as Babs joins the gasping Kirsty below me as I jack off causing my sperm to land on their open mouths and chests. They kiss deeply, Babs taking the lead, before lapping at each other to gather up all my cum from the others body.

"You took your bloody time!" Babs exclaims as we all lie back. "Damn near wore us out! Better than all that kinky stuff though!"

"And fucking two twelve year old goddesses in any hole going isn't kinky?" I gasp.

"No - not when you're only a little older than us and everyone is willing."

"'Suppose you could say that of the others?" I counter. "I feel sorry for Pat - she never did get laid. Hope Anne didn't do her with that dildo anyway."

"Yeah, well her fault for getting mixed up in weird shit!" Babs shrugs. "Look sorry Jim but I'm going to have to throw you out now. My parents will be back soon."

"OK" I say as I dress "Want to come back to my place - my parents won't be back for hours?"

"Sorry can't. I'm expected to be in for tea - my Aunt's coming."

"Lucky her - otherwise you would be!"

Babs reddens. "My maiden Aunt! Did you mean the goddess bit?"

"'Course I did! What other word is there for you two?" I cuddle them to me. "Nymphets perhaps? Want to come back Kirsty?" I can see she is torn but eventually she shakes her head.

"Can't. I'm expected in for tea too." is the reply.

I slip out from between them pressing their still naked forms together. "Not to worry, some other time maybe?"

"You bet!!" they chorus.

I walk jauntily off home with a spring in my step to grab another shower and a bite to eat.


Having showered and eaten I'm wandering around with just a bath towel wrapped round me when the doorbell goes. Peering through the spy hole I see Angie in a short skirt and high heels with someone else I can't make out hovering in the background. Opening the door she says "Found a frustrated virgin hanging around out in the street." She steps inside followed shyly by Pat. My turn to blush!

"Look sorry about this afternoon. Didn't mean to run out on you - its just Babs and I aren't into all that bondage stuff. OK?" I offer.

"Yeah OK. Not sure I'm into it either. First time I'd tried. Jude and Anne definitely are though. Once they realised the two of you had skipped they kinda lost interest in me and let me go although not before Anne threatened to rape me with that strap on cock. Instead they got Alice to come over and while Anne fucked her, Jude peed on her and then dumped on her tits - you know, actually shat on her as Alice rubbed the stuff into her herself? They wanted me to join in but I was too grossed out so I flung on a coat and left." She pulls open the coat to reveal herself as naked underneath. My cock instantly rearranges the towel I'm wearing as I feast on those colossal tits. Angie steps between us, one hand weighing Pat's left tit, the other releasing me from my towel.

"Thought you weren't into boys?" I ask surprised.

"Nobody ever said that!" she says sniffily. "I'm just into girls more right now and Eileen in particular. But I wasn't on my way over here this evening dressed like this just for a chat - I came to fuck you - to feel you stretch my pussy again like you did the other night. Bumping into Pat was just the icing on the cake - she was outside crying you know?" I shake my head. "Got her to tell me the whole story. Now we can have a cosy threesome."

I lead the two of them through to my bedroom safe in the knowledge that my parents won't be back for several more hours. Pat lies down on the bed watching as Angie undresses muttering approvingly. I lie down beside Pat and gently kiss her on the lips and caress one of her tits. An idea hits me. "Fancy a massage Pat?" She nods so I go to get some baby oil from the bathroom collecting my towel en-route. Back in the bedroom I kneel over Pat's tummy and pour a little of the oil onto each of her tits.

"Oh! That's a bit cold!" she complains.

"Sorry - soon have you warmed up." I say as I begin to rub the oil all over her tits paying special attention to the deep valley between her mounds. Angie meantime has spread some of the oil onto her fingers and is gently massaging my dick. Once Pat is fully relaxed, breathing deeply and my cock is fully lubed up, I whisper "I'm going to fuck your tits now."

"What do you mean?" she asks almost sleepily.

"This!" I take my cock and lie it into the valley between her tits and push them over me to complete the tunnel. As I begin to stroke pushing deeper into her cleavage, rolling her nipples in my fingers as I do so, Angie lies down beside Pat kissing her and watching. When my cock-head emerges at the top it is she, Angie, and not Pat who bends to kiss it taking my knob into her mouth whenever she could during my actions. The combination of sensations mean I am not going to last long. Shortly I feel my balls start to tighten, a sure sign, and make to pull away saying "I'm going to come!".

Pat grabs my hips to stop me asking Angie "If I let him come on me will you lick it off?" Angie smiles and nods enthusiastically so I continue in my actions, Angie now just flicking her tongue over my knob not wanting to take any of my load in her mouth - yet! The slight pause means the edge has gone off my excitement and I actually manage to last a while longer even with Angie's tongue licks being almost excruciating on my dick-head before bathing Pat's chest with my thick white cream taking a long time to come fully in her cleavage. Letting go of her tits I kneel up immediately for my sensitised cock to be engulfed by Angie's mouth, her tongue licking the length as she does so. No sooner am I in than I am back out.

"Just making sure he's clean!" she tells me as she turns to Pat. "Hardly know where to start! I've never done this before!" But she soon makes up her mind and begins to lap at Pat's cleavage then up over one tit to the nipple sucking it in hard and then repeating the actions on the other side making Pat breathe heavily. Angie's hand trails down Pat's body to her puss and she begins to play gently with her pussy lips before finding the girl's clitoris. One touch brings Pat off hard. Angie kisses her full on the mouth. Pat kisses back flinging her arms round Angie.

"Oh Angie! I needed that! I've been needing to come all day since Jude shaved me after tying me up - never told me she was going to do that." Pat sighs out, her breathing still not fully recovered.

"Feels kinda nice though doesn't it?" Angie comments, her fingers tracing over Pat's bare pussy lips. I think of Katie's comments about a bare pussy making for better girl to girl contact but say nothing - far too complicated to explain without admitting things I don't want to admit yet. "Well then, I'm the only one who's not come yet! What are you going to do about that Jim?" she demands before turning again to Pat. "Don't mind if I fuck him first, do you?"

Pat shakes her head. "Never seen anyone do it before - heard it, felt it even but never seen it unless you count Anne and Alice with that plastic thing!"

"Or done it?" Angie asks. Again a shake from Pat. "Don't know how you managed to avoid it with that body! Well lie back and watch and learn."

The show from the girls has ensured I'm rock hard again.

"I want to be on top OK?" Angie tells me so I lie down on the bed to allow her to take whatever position she chooses. She squats above me facing away, towards Pat, her anus winking at me. "Put his cock in my love hole Pat - help me fuck him." As Angie slowly lowers herself I feel Pat grasp my pole and slide it into place - not that Angie really needs any help, I think its just her way of entrapping Pat. Pat's hand doesn't move as Angie slides down me until her pussy collides with it. She starts to rise and fall on me seemingly content with the length she is being allowed to take as Pat begins to wank the base of my cock. Angie leans back over me to let me get her tits. I pinch her nipples drawing a squeal from her before settling to fondle them gently. The combination of hand and cunt on my dick soon has me near the edge. Sensing this and sensing I'm going to come too quickly for her makes Angie sit up and gently pull Pat's hand away. "I need all of him now" she says going right to the bottom and staying there pulling me back despite me being wrapped completely in the grip of her cunt. "Feel my pussy lips Pat. Look at them stretched round his cock! You can't imagine how good it feels." I feel a finger trace round the base of my cock just as Angie starts to fuck again. This time, free from the constraints of Pat's hand, I fuck hard back at her and soon Angie is coming in the same sort of staccato fashion of the other night. "He's good in the arse too!" she informs Pat quickly changing position slightly and taking me in her rear making me gasp. Angie leans back again. "Kiss my puss Pat! Feel my pussy lips after a good hard fuck!" Pat is on her in an instant and I feel her tongue and fingers begin to explore. "That's it! Don't be afraid to go deeper! Feel my puss!" I am unable to see what is going on but from the increasing pressure against my cock I reckon Pat is exploring deep into Angie's puss with her fingers until I hear "Yes! Yes! That's it. Now go deeper. Go as deep as you can!" I feel something which I can only guess to be Pat's fist slowly sliding into Angie's cunt constricting my cock in her rear so much that I am hardly able to continue pumping into her. Angie comes again just as I feel my balls tighten and a slow steady stream of semen escapes into her. I stroke through my orgasm, movement easier now with the fluid acting as a lubricant, and emerge from the other side looking for more but Angie has nothing left to give freeing herself from us both. "Wow! I love having both holes filled at the same time!" Looking back at what we had done together the other night I wonder if that was the first time or if she and Eileen had been up to things with dildos or whatever. I make a mental note to ask but don't get the chance as Angie continues "How did you like my cunt Pat? Loved having you there!"

"Loved the feel of you Angie. You were so tight round my wrist! But I wouldn't fancy it the other way round." Pat replies.

"How'd ya mean?" Angie puzzles.

"Well just as I was leaving, you know after Jude dumped on Alice? She stuck her fist right up Alice's rear and I mean really deep, as Anne continued to fuck her with the dildo. They were being really rough with her."

Angie shudders. "See what you mean. Don't fancy sticking my hand up anyone's arse, a finger's OK but no more. Although your cock doesn't seem to mind Jim?"

"No we don't - I like arse fucking" I agree "First time was an accident but both Shona and I had a great time and I think everyone else I've been with has too. But if I were never to fuck a girl in the arse again I wouldn't mind provided I was getting plenty of pussy!"

"Well then, one more for you to try." Pat answers lying back on the bed spreading her legs invitingly. I fall between her legs kissing and licking at her bare pubes. "Enough of that Jim. Let me feel what its all about!" Knowing if this afternoon had gone as Anne and Judith had planned they would have wanted me to force myself violently on Pat - rape her almost - I decide just the opposite is in order so I slowly make my way up the bed kissing at her skin as I go until my knob just naturally finds her entrance, the slight pressure as I continue to kiss my way up her body being enough to open it for the first time. A sigh comes from us both as my cock slowly, slowly travels up her tight tunnel until I come to rest on top of her marvellous tits, full length in her, and gently kiss her on the lips.

"Jude was right about one thing." I tell her.

"What was that?"

"Your tits do make a fantastic cushion." She laughs. The ice is broken and she begins to respond to me as I set up a very slow tender rhythm as I rise and fall above her propped on my arms so that I could enjoy the view of her tits heaving below me. She comes very quickly but stays with me as I increase the length of my strokes. We continue fucking gently for what seems like ages until she indicates to me to pick up the pace and soon we are going at it hammer and tong until she detonates into orgasm just as I climax hard in her filling her with my seed. Unable to hold myself above her any longer I collapse managing to roll us both onto our sides. She flings her arms around me.

"Oh Jim. Thank you for being SO gentle! I loved that, how'd you know to go so slow?"

"Well call me perverse but I did it because I reckon its exactly the opposite of how I'd have been forced to take you if Judith had had her way. And because I reckoned you'd like it like that."

This brings a smile to her face. "I loved the feel of your cock going so slowly deeper in me, pushing my cunt into me and then when I came - well its like no time I've ever come with a girl! And then when you kept going things just got better and better. I felt I was floating on air or something! And the earth definitely did move when I came the second time with you spurting away inside me."

"Let me lick that load from your cunt Pat." Angie offers. Pat looks at her for a moment before agreeing.

"But I want to thank Jim's cock properly too" she says bending to kiss at my limp cock. As Angie gets into place I pull her round so that I can lap at her cunt too, making a kind of triangle each of us lying on one side with their head buried in the genital region of another. Angie lifts her upper leg to give me the best angle on her as I feel my dick already begin to stir as Pat kisses and licks at both it and my balls. Angie is very wet, guess she enjoyed seeing Pat getting fucked for the first time and comes very quickly. Pat is not long behind her but although Pat has me licked up to working length I'm a long way from coming. I suggest she deep-throats me but she declines saying "I've got another hole that needs broken in first." as she gets up on all fours on the bed and pulls her bum cheeks apart. "Fuck my arse!" Jumping up behind her, I plonk a kiss on the rosebud. "Jim!"

I press my knob against her and with my cock well lubed from her tonguing and her crack soaked by her own juices when Angie ate her out it breaks into her sphincter fairly easily. I pause just inside her and no more. Characteristically I ask "OK?".

She nods "Just go easy!" Bravado evaporated!

"Easy it is. Just relax." I smile as I press slowly forward taking her by small degrees. Think I like the gentle type. Hell think I like most types with one notable exception so far! Eventually I am most of the way into her arse, I pull back most of the way and then press steadily forward again making her jump as I get all the way into her. "There, not too bad is it?" I ask.

"Feels good - just so big!" she agrees as Angie gets down underneath her kissing at her great melons as they hang underneath her, swaying, as I fuck back and forth in her arse. "Oh yeah! Don't stop Jim! Don't stop Angie! Don't anyone dare stop!" I'm certainly not about too with her back passage squeezing tightly on my cock. I don't intend to stop till I've come in her arse and I tell her so! "Come on then, come in my arse! Make me come with that huge cock of your! Come in my arse." Everything becomes too much! The sensations, the mantra, the sight of Angie underneath us sucking on Pat's giant tits and it is full time for me once more as my cock unloads again filling Pat's arse until mu cum is spurting out as I continue to fuck, she wailing in orgasm below me. I pull out sated as Angie goes to lick up my overflow from Pat's bum cheeks before we all stand up and laugh. Not sure why but we do. I pull the two girls to me.

"That's been a fantastic night. Just wish it could go on but I'm afraid it can't - my parents will be back soon." I say.

As they start to dress Angie tells me that she and Eileen are going to get a flat together - they'll each have their own room for the sake of appearances (their mothers mostly) but in reality they'll be living as a couple. Shona and I are welcome round anytime. - "I'm not totally averse to a good fuck you may have noticed - nor is Eileen. She's dumped John my the way - can't say as I blame her, he sounded lousy in bed."

"Am I included in the invite?" Pat asks.

"Sure! Bring any of your girlfriends Jim. Pat, you can stay with me tonight. My parents, and Eileen, are still away."

"Think I'd like that," Pat says. "Don't really want to see Jude just yet. Can I borrow your phone Jim - seem to have left mine at home." Given she'd arrived at the door in an overcoat and little else I'm not surprised she had left her phone behind!

"Its in the hall." I say leaving her to make whatever arrangements she needs with her parents.

"Not dressing Jim?" Angie asks me.

With echoes of Shona a couple of nights ago I say "No, I'm for a shower and then bed!"

"Might be a while getting to sleep myself tonight!" she muses as Pat comes back to say everything's OK, she can stay out.

"Whenever you get to sleep tonight" I tell her "I doubt it'll be by yourself!"

I see the girls out kissing each a passionate good night and have just cleared the shower for the third time today when the doorbell goes. I look out in trepidation, my parents are due back any moment, only to find it is them - they have forgotten a key! Good nights all round ensue before I beat a hasty retreat to my bedroom. It looks a tip at the best of time but tonight it looks exactly the part of what had just taken place in it - an orgy that is! The smell of musk is heavy in the air. I open a window and crawl to bed vowing to tidy up in the morning and hoping no one will notice the smell!

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age. He was huge for a chimp and to me older and more mature. He had a huge chimp cock hanging between his legs and something between my legs began stirring, I was wet already.

Well, I secured the building and then stripped off my clothes keeping work smocks near if I needed to dress quickly. I went to a couple of my friends and had a little fun and got well fucked. All the time the new chimp sat quietly and watched me, never letting me move out of his sight. I was dripping chimp cum from my lovers and went to his cage. His name was Jacko and he just sat there watching me as I came and put food in his tray and water in his bowl. He never moved just watched me. I decided he was not as bad as I was told and began to relax some and saw that his cock was semi erect and he just sat there watching me. "Like what you see?" I asked him. He still did not move. I began swaying in front of him my tits moving wih my movements. "You do like it don't you?" I said teasing him and without knowing getting closer. I was now two of so feet from the cage and he was still sitting there but since I was playing with myself and getting close to an orgasm I did not see he was now closer to the cage bars. Suddenly my orgasm overtook me and I was squirting on the floor and my mind was lost. I was hit from behind hard and thrown against the cage and my body was held there. A hairy body was against mine holding me to the cage. Suddenly his scream filled my ears since he was right there and his hands wee grabbing and pulling my tits and pushing me harder against the cage. IT was a scream of victory that he gave having made me think he was calm, now he had me in his control and there was nothing I could do.

I managed to turn to face him when he let up some and then his face seemed to me filled with hate, as if he was going to take out his rage on me for something some other person had done. He hit me in the stomach and the air left me and he screamed again as I fell to the floor. He reached down and pulled me up by my breasts and pushed me against the cage again and again hit me, this time in the chest and my tit he hit me in felt like it would explode. Then his teeth were biting my tits, first one then the other. Hard biting as if to eat me and not have sex. He drew blood from both tits and kept biting as if he got excited with the taste of my blood. I was on the floor again on my back, my legs apart and for not reason I felt I was about to be jumped on till I was dead. His hot breath was on my neck and if he were to bite me hard there I could loose a lot of blood and bleed to death I knew. He was biting but not as hard now and I somehow managed to reach down and take his cock in my hand. He stopped moving and looked at me and I began talking to him. "Wanna fuck me? You do don't you. YOU just need some pussy don't you?" I was massaging his cock now and it grew. MY hand now could not fit around it and he was moving over me easier and then I found that he was in the perfect place for me to take him into me. I guided him to the entrance and slipped him in and moved my hips up takeing some in. He looked at me and pushed his cock in, deeper and deeper until it sank all the way into me. I began ,making the sounds I had heard the female chimps make when they were geting a good fucking and my new lover responded by pounding in and out of me hard and deep. He was at it for a long time filling me several times with his cum. Even when he was finished he did not take his cock out but laid there and I could not move.

I woke to the sound of people in the building and my name being called out. "Teresa, where the hell are you?" I looked up and I was in a cage, locked in, naked and bruised, chimp cum dripping from my pussy, bite marks all over my tits and dryed blod from there in the bites. Jacko could not be seen but I was in his cage. He was not. The staff came in, 5 or 6 men and women and saw me there. I pretended to be still unconscious. I had looked over and my smock was all over the place, torn to shreds as if I had been attacked and it was torn off to get to me. I guess Jacko had done that in his anger too. One of the women got a blanket to cover me and help me out. There was a swollen mark on my right cheek where Jacko had hit me and I acted a lot more hurt than I was. Sudenly Jacko came from somewhere and began attacking them and they stunned him and he fell to the floor. I acted glad but was feeling something inside to see my lover, even though he was really rough and see him on the floor then his cage. He looked at me as they took me out to EMS and I made up a great report to cover my ass. I had thought Jacko was hurt and went in his cage and then he attacked me.

After the week off to recover I came back in and was shown new cameras to protect against any other situtations happening. That all but shut down my chimp sex. One night I came in and relieved Joyce and she acted very unusual. "Teresa, can I ask you something, just between you and I?" "Sure" I told her. "I have a feeling that Jacko did not rape you." "You what?" I asked shocked. "In fact, I know he didn't." "What makes you say sonething like that?" I said still shocked. "Well, how do you think your smock was ripped up, Jacko protecting you?" She smiled and I knew now that she had come in and had protected me from getting caught. In fact she had good control over Jacko and took him away to arrange the scene. She dropped her smok bottoms and cum was drippin from her pussy, "You aren't the only one that needs some hot primal sex." She came to me and began undressing me kissing the marks still healing all over my body. We were in the dressing rooms and then there were three chimps, all watching us. "Come on guys, time to take care of the staff." Soon the five of us were a tangle of human female and chimp male bodies and together. I felt cock in my ass and pussy and a human tongue there after. I had a wonderful pussy over my face dripping with chimp cum for me to eat. Joyce stayed through my shift and we spect most of the night in one form of sex or another, but we were both naked all night.

THen she went to Jacko's cage, "Come on boy, time to give momma a good fucking." she went in and laid down and he climbed onto her and filled her up. After a nice long fuck she moved over and told me to come in. Jacko kissed my tits sweetly and sank his nice cock into me also and drove home the hard head all the way in. He fucked me twice both times filling me.

Joyce locked the cages and led me to the break room. She had disabled the cameras and so we had lots of time to enjoy each other. We 69'd to get all the chimp cum out of us then showered and sat later naked kissing and talking of how much we both liked the sex we had at the lab. "Beats the hell out of a man anytime." she laughed. "Sure as fuck does" I told he rand we began kissing again. Joyce and I were later scheduled to work together and enjoyed lots of fucking, with and without the chimps.

love

teresa

  I had breakfeast and hopped on the sofa to watch tv.  nothing looked good, because all my thoughts were my mom and last night.  i think i masturbated about 4 times before noon.  Then when 12 hit i cleaned up and started fixing lunch.  after lunch i did some laundry, and pretty much just lazed around waiting for 4 to get here and mom to get home. 

finally around 4:15 mom walked through the door.  she looked so beautiful in her outfit, but all i could do is picture her naked.  I really should have tried not to, cus i didnt have any pants on, just underwear, and my cock sprung to life again. 

My mom has this huge grin on her face, and i got very excited.  it looked like she was ready to continue with last night.  she ran up to me, so happy, and hugged me, kissed me on the forehead.  then she said, "your not gonna believe this.  remember that house ive been trying to sell for the past 2 years.  I just sold it for 2 million dollars!" 

i should have been ecstatic, her comission off that would be able to get us in better living conditions, and she could quit her waffle house job.  but i truly thought she was excited cus we were gonna continue our sexual play.  But instead mom went to her room and got changed, came out and started fixing dinner.  as she was cooking all she could talk about was her sell.  we sat down at the table and started eating.  i had been quiet the entire time.  but mom was acting like nothing ever happened.  i was actually starting to wonder if i had imagined the whole thing by the way she was acting.

"baby whats wrong, arent you happy i got the sell"

"yeah i am mom.  very happy.  its just...well...i kinda wanted to talk about last night and what happened."

"well, i was going to wait till after dinner, but it looks like this has been weighing on your mind.  well, first things first, how do feel about what happened"

"well, uh, it was kinda weird at first, but after awhile, i really started to like it.  i had alot of fun.  is that wrong."

"no honey, your a teenager going through alot of hormonal changes, and to feel that way is perfectly normal.  it may be a little wrong that it was with your mother, but its nothing to be ashamed of.  to be honest i enjoyed it too last night.  its been awhile since ive been with a man, and last night was very relieving.  now, is this something you would like to continue?"

"yeah, that would be awesome"

"well i have no problem with us fooling around.  it may be wrong, but honestly i dont think it will hurt anything.  but you cant cum inside me baby, do you understand, that is definetly wrong.  the last we need is me getting pregnant."

"yes maam, i understand" i said with a huge grin on my face.  my cock was again standing at attention.

"alright, well finish your dinner, then after everything is cleaned up, we'll take a shower, ok"

"ok mom."  i dont think i have ever eaten a meal so fast in my life.  i helped mom finish the dishes, and clean up the kitchen.  i was really excited, but considering i was new that this whole sexual play thing, it was kinda awkard.  finally we finished, and i ran off to the bathroom and before mom could walk in i had the shower running and i was already naked. 

my mom just started laughing, "honey you need to slow down a little, lets try to enjoy this."  My mom then proceded to undress, throwing her shirt over her head then provacatively removing her shorts.  then she undid her bra and let her amazing breasts swing free.  then last she pulled her panties down, all the time i didnt blink once.  "lets hop in the shower sweetie."  as we were both in the shower, my mom grabbed my face and brought it to hers, and kissed me passionately.  her tounge swirling around in my mouth.  my hands almost immeaditely went to her boobs, feeling them and massaging them.  they were the first boobs i ever got to touch.  i thought i was about to cum right then and there.  then my mom started to kiss my neck, then my shoulders, my chest, my stomach, then she grabbed my cock and started to lick the head of my cock.
"oh god yes mom, that feels amazing."
"i know honey, just relax and let me take care of you"
she then put my entire cock in her mouth.  it was a little over 6 inches at that time.  i was just looking down and watching my moms head go up and down on my dick. it was undoubtably the hottest thing ive ever seen or felt.  after just a couple of minutes of her sucking me off, i could feel i was about to cum. 
"im about to cum mom" i exclaimed.  but she never took her mouth of it, and she swallowed every drop.
"god that was the greatest thing ever mom."
"well im glad u liked it.  now why dont you preform your magic on my pussy like you did last night"
just hearing my mom say pussy was enough to get my cock up again.  i got on my knees and started to lick her pussy.  i grabbed her thighs and went to work like a dog who hasnt drank anything in days.  then my mom stopped me and pulled me up on my feet.  she then turned around and bent over made this simple but hot statement. "fuck me baby."
that was all i needed and like that my cock was in her pussy and both of us were moaning like animals.  it was hands down the greatest thing i have ever felt in my life. 
"oh yes baby, fuck mommy, fuck mommy like the slut she is baby.  little harder baby, yes yes, thats it, fuck your sluttly mommy."
her talking like that took me over the edge and within 5 minutes. 
"YYYYEEEESSSSSS MMMMOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY, IIIMMMMMM GGGGOOOOOIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG TTTTOOOOOO CCCCCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMM"
"no baby take it out, dont cum in me." my mom yelled as she tried to pull me out of her, but i was too far gone, and in a position over her where she couldnt push me off.  and soon i was shooting my load inside my mommys womb. 
still my mommy was yelling, "dont cum in me, DONT CUM IN ME DAMN IT"
after my orgasm subside, i pulled out and leaned back against the shower wall.  my mom panting, stood up, gave me a very angry look, and then said "what the fuck is wrong with you."  and with that she got out of the shower and walked out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, didnt even dry off she was so mad.
i said to myself "shit, i might have just ruined this whole thing."  i cleaned up and dried off, then went to my room, pissed at myself.  an hour later mom came to my room, looking alot more calm.
"mom im so sorry, i didnt mean to cum in you, i just couldnt help it, my body just took over."
"dont worry about it baby.  i understand that was your first time and its hard to have control over it.  im sorry i went off the handle at you."
"really your not mad at me.  but your gonna get pregnant"
"haha, honey just because a man cums inside a woman doesnt mean shes getting pregnant.  a womans body has to be just right for her to get pregnant.  and i seriously doubt that one time will get me pregnant.  its nothing to worry about honey"
"oh, well does this mean we still get to have sex"
"haha you have a one track mind dont you.  yes baby we'll still have sex.  but from now on your gonna to wear a condom, understand"
"yes maam, i understand."
"good, now get to bed, honey, tommorrow is sunday and i dont have to work at all, so your gonna need your rest if your gonna keep up with me."

the next few weeks were the best ever, me and mom fucked every day, it was incredible.  then one day after she came home from work with a bag in her hand, i went up to her and started to kiss her, and she did something he hadnt done in the past month, which was push me away.  "not now baby.  look, something has came up that i didnt expect. i think i might be pregnant.  i got a pregnancy test, and i need to use it right now.  so come to bathroom with me"
we went to bathroom, and she dropped her skirt and panties and put this white stick looking thing under her pussy and started to piss on it.  after 1 minute, my mom looked at it.  "what does it say mom?"

part 3 soon to come

tually began feeling her nipples hardening. She was braless today, which was unusual for her. This didn't help my condition any, but it did embolden me even further.  I decided to push things a little farther now, and began just rubbing, but not tickling, her bare tummy.  It was easy to get to since she was lying on her back now.

"Daddy, that feels good," she finally said, as I rubbed her skin in a circular motion.  Since I was already rubbng bare skin, I decided to push things even further by rubbing up to barely touch her lovely little breasts.  When I got no resistance, I pushed even higher, now just lightly touching her nipples.  I felt her little nips quickly harden under my touch, and Donna began to moan a little louder, maybe even a little too loud, since her mother was in the bedroom asleep.

"Sshhh," I warned her, "or I'll have to stop.  You can't let mommy hear us, or we'll both be in big trouble."

"OK, Daddy, I'll be quieter."  She was always such an obedient child, and now was no exception.

"Does this make you feel good?" I asked her.

"Yeah, it makes me feel great.  But, Daddy, it also makes me feel a little funny down there."

I decided to see how far I could push this, so I said "What do you mean by 'down there?'"

"You know, between my legs."

"Is it a bad feeling?" I continued.

"No, not a bad feeling, just one I've never felt before," she replied.  "I think I'm getting wet inside, and I don't want to pee all over you."

"Well, first off, Punkin', it is definitely not pee, so you don't have to worry about that. But I can make you feel a lot better than you do now, if you really want to."

Now, her eyes got big, and she said, "Really, Daddy?  Will you show me?"

Then my more cautious side kicked in.  "If I do, you can't tell anybody, and I mean Anybody."

"Oh, Daddy, I promise, Cross my Heart!" she exclaimed.

"And you have to be as quiet as you have ever been, remember?"  And with that, I kept one hand on her left boob, and my other hand rubbed slowly down her body, back down to her tummy, over her Mound of Venus, and through the first growth of pussy hair.  Finally, I found her nearly hairless virgin lips, and ran my forefinger down, then back up, applying slightly more and more pressure each time I went down and back up.  I could feel her lips parting more and more, until her heat and wetness was obvious to my invading finger.

 "Mmmmm, that feels so good, Daddy," Donna moaned.  Please keep going."

"I will, Punkin.  Just tell me if it hurts, and I'll stop.  And remember, try to keep it quiet."

"OK, Daddy."

Then my finger began more of an in and out motion, just to about 1/2 inch in, then back out.  In the meantime, my other hand kept up its work on the little nipples, switching from one to the other and back, trying to give her as much pleasure as possible.  Now, I put a little more of my finger into her pussy, which was continuing to get wetter with time.  I was up to my first joint now, and in just a few seconds, up to about 1/2 of the finger.  Her pussy was making the sexiest slurping sounds now each time I put in the finger, then pulled it out. 

"Oh, my God, Daddy, I'm feeling real funny down there now."  Her rate of breathing had obviously increased, and her face was becoming flushed.

"Just let it go, Punkin.  You are about to experience what's called an orgasm, though most call it coming.  When it happens, you'll feel pleasure like you've never felt before."

"I think it's happening now!!"  And then she squealed into the blanket, trying not to wake her mother.  But through the blanket, I could hear "OH GOD, OH GOD, THIS FEELS SO GOOOOD!"

My finger and hand were soaked, along with her panties.  There was also a wet spot on my pants, but that was OK with me, because I had just managed to give my daughter her first orgasm.

When  she finally came down, she said "Boy, that was great!  Can we do it again, Daddy?"

"I think we might be able to find the time again.  But next time, let's make sure we're alone, so you don't have to bite a blanket when you come."  And I thought to myself, next time will definitely be more interesting for me too...

 

ty. After the inspection, Ms. Jensen handed a file to my uncle and said all future correspondence will be done by certified mail, I’ll be here tonight, here’s my business card, I’m off to the hotel I have an early flight in the morning. My uncle Thanked her as he put her into the cab and we waved as it drove out of sight.

Are you hungry, Amanda? I could eat was my response, He said let’s order a pizza and I’ll take you to your room so you can settle in. Living with my uncle was a nice adjustment he took me shopping for some new clothes. He was really responsible for his age despite suddenly be thrust into a caretaker role.

About 2 weeks later, while playing with the great danes I had fallen in a mud puddle and was filthy so I ran into the house and upstairs and straight to the bathroom and accidently walked in on my uncle while he was masterbating, I had never seen a cock before and his cock was a good 7 or 8 inches long clearing engorged from the jacking he had been giving it. I was shocked and stuttered my apologies and ran back to my room. My head was reeling from the scene I had just witnessed, I had never seen a man naked before and seeing a cock for the first time was frightening but exciting at the same time. A few minutes later, uncle Kevin knocked on the door and said here is a clean towel go take a shower and we’ll talk when you come back.

I took a shower wrapped myself in a towel and returned to my room, I noticed my uncle had cleaned up the mud from my bedroom floor and was sitting on my bed. He patted a spot next to him and said let’s talk about what happened today, He explained that in a proper relationship a man and woman do things together but sometimes if a man is single or is neglected a man will pleasure himself in various ways including masterbation. My uncle said it’s a normal and healthy thing and then asked me if I had ever masterbated, I admitted that I had been masterbating for a year now, after I had seen one of my fathers porn tapes in the vcr, uncle Kevin seemed surprised and said do you use your fingers?

In the beginning I did, then I started using things around the house that were not noticeable to my parents, such as my hair brush handle and worked up to a small shampoo bottle. I also told my uncle that I was shocked when I would masterbate and I would soak my brush with fluids from my cunny. Uncle Kevin then asked if I had ever seen a cock up close, no; today was the first time, Do you have any questions he asked? I said what does it feel like to stroke your cock like that? He said it feels good, he said you feel good when you masterbate right? I said yes.

With that my uncle leaned in and kissed me on the lips, I kissed him back then he licked my lips and oddly enough I opened my mouth slightly and we began kissing. Like my parents used to kiss, It was very nice and after a few minutes I realized that uncle Kevin was hard and his penis was sticking straight out from his shorts. Oddly enough I felt my pussy drip from excitement. My uncle quickly stood up and said this is wrong, I said it feels good please kiss me again. My uncle said we can’t tell anyone about this and we wont try anything you aren’t comfortable with. I agreed.

We started kissing again, after a few minutes the dogs bounded into the room and started nosing under my towel and I squealed from the cold nose against my leg. My uncle quickly removed them and put them outside. He grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom and laid me on his bed and said I’m going to make you feel good hopefully better than your hairbrush, he started licking my nipples and traveled lower to my belly button and then I felt his breath on my pussy, he gently licked the length of my girl crevice from bottom near my ass to the top of my clit. It felt incredible and without controlling it I opened my legs even wider for him to have full access to my dripping pussy. Before I knew it I was shaking and I felt like my pussy would explode and then I saw stars as an orgasm ripped through me. Wow my first orgasm. My uncle moved back up to my face and kissed me gently, I tasted my juices on his tongue it was nice.

My uncle said we should stop before things go to far, I said how can we go too far? He said I have a hard on and sex is out of the question since you could become pregnant. I said I can help you feel good in the same way you did to me by using my mouth, uncle Kevin said Amanda are you sure? I said of course, I’ve been curious since daddy’s video showed a woman sucking a cock and then he shot some sort of cream into her mouth. Uncle Kevin said, Amanda are you sure you want to suck my cock? I said of course and with that he laid on the bed and taught me what to do….I sucked and licked & sucked at that stiff cock and after about 20 minutes uncle Kevin shook and trembled and said ugh Amanda I’m going to cum, please drink my hot cum baby and with that I felt the first of many hot squirts of creamy hot cum hit the back of my throat and it made me all the more determined to suck it all down and my first cum cocktail was ever so tasty. I was hooked and so was uncle Kevin.

Uncle Kevin gave me permission to view his porn collection at any time and with that said he had to get to the office.  I settled in front of the DVD player and browsed the titles...

To be continued in Chapter 2

 

 

 

sking Pomona where he was.

“Over here.” I said walking towards them. They both turned but Hermione grabbed him and hugged him.

“Jeez Hermione let him breathe.” said Ron.

“We have missed you.” said Hermione.

“Me too.” I said back.

“Hey sorry about Ginny mate. She is real distraught over it. She does miss you.” said Ron.

“Lets not talk about that.” I said.

“So your going to be a teacher. You were really good teaching us. You will do great.” said Hermione.

“Yeah. So how are you and Ron doing?” I asked.

“We are doing great. I want to go see Pomona see how she is doing.” said Hermione. She then walked away.

“She is really good in bed. She gives amazing blowjobs. Well I have to tell you I have to leave in a few minutes. I am working with George now. And listen I understand if you have to with Hermione. Have fun.” he said.

He then walked out and left me and Hermione in the castle. Hermione then walked back to him.

“So have you got any lesson plans yet?” asked Hermione.

“Just what Severus left.” I said.

“Show me.” she said. She then followed me to where I was going to be teaching. She looked at the lesson plans and sat down.

“Oh I also managed to become head of Gryffindor house.” I said.

“How did you manage to do that?” she asked. Her eyes were now on me.

“Well I had to have sex with Minerva just to get the job. I guess I did such a good job that she gave me that as well.” I said.

“You had sex with her.” she said in awe.

“Yeah she was actually ok at it. Not as good as Romilda was.” the last part just slipped out my mouth.

“You had sex with Romilda Vane too. Wow.” she said.

“Yeah it just kind of happened. I met her at diagon alley a few weeks ago.” I said.

“Oh.” she said.

“She probably thinks im dating her now. “ I said.

“She probably will think that.” said Hermione.

“Hey check out where I am sleeping.” I said. I flicked my want at the wall and it opened up into my bedroom.

“Nice room.” said Hermione.

“Yeah it is really comfortable.” I said walking to the foot of the bed. I then turned to look at Hermione and she jumped on top of me knocking me onto the bed. She kissed me with vigor.

She then started taking off her shirt while kissing me. I did the same. She then kissed her way down my chest. She took off my pants then my boxers. She then gasped at my nine inches.

“Wow your big. Your bigger then Ron. He is 8 inches. I have always wanted to do this.” she said. She then grabbed my dick and started stroking up and down. She kissed and licked my balls while stroking making me shudder.

She stopped stroking and licked from base to tip of my cock. She then took the head in her mouth and bobbed up and down like a speed demon.

She was so fast that it felt so good. She even deep throated fast. She was a cock sucking whore. She loved it. She slowed down and when she to the base licked my balls. Then she repeated.

“SHIT” I moaned. She pulled back to the tip letting my cum go into her mouth. I shot a huge load in their. Her mouth was bulging. She pulled off. I could tell she was swishing my cum around I her mouth.

She then gulped it all down.

“I absolutely love cum. Maybe I will pay Flitwick a visit after this, or Hagrid.” she said. Then she sucked me back to full hardness. She took off her pants and panties. She hovered over my cock then impaled herself on to it. She moaned loudly.

She bounced up and down on my cock like a cowgirl. She was really tight. It added to the pleasure I was getting from her.

She bounced harder and fast and I pushed up when she slammed down. I was getting close and I know she was too.

“Im cumming.” we said together. We both came at the same time. She put her clothes back on.

“Wow. That was the best I have had yet. I am going to go try that with the other male teachers. I will try Flitwick first because he is probably small. And then after I will give Hagrid the ride of his life.” she said. She kissed me then left.

I put my clothes on. This was the starting of a great time at Hogwarts.

A couple days later kids started arriving at school. I went and took my place in one of the chairs next to Minerva. After the sorting was over with she introduced me as the new defense teacher and the new head of Gryffindor house. Everybody was clapping.

I saw Romilda stand up and wave at me. Her little group all looked sadly at me. They probably thought that Romilda was my girlfriend and they wanted me for themselves.

After all that was done I headed to my room. As I opened the door Romilda came up behind me.

“Hey Harry. Are you excited. We will be getting to spend so much time together.” she said excitedly. I figured I would go along with the whole boyfriend and girlfriend thing. Just to make Ginny jealous.

“Look Romilda. You can not just go telling everyone I am dating you. I could get fired and they we would never see each other. Do u want that?” I asked her.

“No. ok well I got to go hang with friends. I will come by tomorrow night.” she said. She winked at me then gave me a kiss goodbye.

I was feeling really horny. And then I thought of something. I wonder if it would work. I headed to closed girls bathroom.

“Myrtle its me Harry. Are you here?” I called out. I then saw her gliding out of one of the stalls. She had a huge smile on her face.

“Hello Harry. This is cool that you’re a teacher now. We could spend more time hanging out.” she said.

“You look hot myrtle. You really look gorgeous.” I said to her. She giggled and then got closer.

“I was wondering. I thought I heard something that there is a spell that can make ghosts come to life for an hour. Do you know anything about it.” I said to her.

“Yes I do. You just flick your wand at a ghost and say solidium.” she said. I grinned.

“Why did you want to know that Harry?” she asked.

“Well im feeling lonely and I could really use the company. I want to make you live again for an hour because I feel so lonely.“ I said.

“You do?” she asked.

“Yes. I really need the company myrtle.” I said to her. She grinned.

“Go ahead and use the spell on me then.” she said. I said the spell and watched her come to life. She just turned solid. She then ran to me and hugged me. She gave me a quick peck on the lips.

“Follow me.” I said to her. I held her hand while we walked to my room. I walked in, flicked my wand at the wall and then brought her into my room.

We sat at the foot of the bed.

“Thanks Myrtle.” I said to her. I looked at her then I kissed her on the lips. She returned it and we started French kissing. She pulled away.

“I am going to rock your world. I don’t want to have vaginal intercourse because I am a virgin. But I gave head for grades since my first year. that’s why I was always the best student of the year. So your going to get the best blowjob you have ever had.” she said.

She then got down on her knees. She pulled down my pants. Then she pulled down my boxers.

“Your as big as Hagrid was when I gave him head our first year. Im going to love this.” she said.

She then started giving me head. She was as good as she says she was. But it still was not as good as Hermione’s blowjobs. She made it last a half hour then she made me cum.

“Thanks I really needed that.” I said to her. I kissed her and then she went on her way. I went to sleep waiting to see what was to cum tomorrow.

TO BE CONTINUED

g for us so lets go over to her place and make love to her.

Are you sure Babe?

Yes and then Britt opened the coat and she had on a white garter and stockings, no panties and no bra but on her tits where a pair of nipple clips with a chain hanging in a half loop. She turned around and opend her ass cheeks to show me her new butt plug.

Britt turned around again looked me in the eyes and said. " I am very sure my love and you know how these clips make me very horny."

Britt grabed the chain loop and pulled it straight out, her nipples streching to there limits.

" I am so wet and thinking of watching your cock sink in Carol when I know she is so ready to get pregnant with your child it's more than I can stand my love. I just decided not to wait. I hope you don't mind fucking us both while we are both ready to get knocked up? "

I don't mind at all and Carol is waiting for us?

" Yes she is my love. As soon as I heard her wonderful sexy voice I said are you ready to get pregnant lover. All she said was Yes come over now. I have her address so let go my love she is waiting for your hard cock and hot come."

Britt sauntered to me, her tits giggled and as she walked in those stilletto heels and threw her arms around me and pulled my mouth to hers, sunk her tongue deep inside my mouth and smashed her lips against mine. Then her hand slip down my body to my rock hard cock, massaged my cock and then pulled back from me.

" I see my love your wanting a little fertile pussy yourself mmmmmmm well you will have us both begging for your come, now lets go before I have to fuck you right now."

I grabed Britt by the arm spun her around, grabed the coat and removed it roughly from her shoulders. Britt smiled and let the coat fall to the floor. I took off my short releasing my cock and pulled her to me hard.

" Suck me slave."

" Yes master " and she sunk to the floor and started to suck my hard cock. Tammy must have told Britt what I liked as she started to O ring her fingers on the base of my cock.

I really wanted to fuck her pussy but I just let her keep sucking me, it felt ohh so good. I was close to coming so I told her " Stop slave get on the floor so I can fuck you. "

Britt released my cock and got on her back and spread her legs. " Yes master fuck your slave hard. "

I got between her legs and thrust my cock deep inside her wet pusssy.

I moved my hands up her body and pulled her nipple clip chain hard and Britt moaned with the pain and the fucking I was giving her. Britts heels now dug in my thighs as she pulled me deep with her legs.

I am going to take Carol as my slave too tonight and you are going to help me slave.

" Yes master anything you wish master."

Since you know your pregnant slave I am also going to give you to a man this weekend.

" OHHH YES MASTER! "

Britt started to come hard around my cock.

" OH GOD A THREESOME WITH ANOTHER MAN YES YES ! "

I pulled out of Britts spasming pussy and move up her body till my cock was inches from her face, then I began to jerk off, I wanted to come all over her face.

Britt closed her eyes and opened her mouth and in seconds I was spewing come all over her face neck and hair. Britt felt my warm come all over her upper body and moaned as I gave her her first come shower, she took my cock in her mouth and swallowed the last few shots that I had and then cleaned my cock off with her tongue. I looked as my hugh load of white come ran down her face and neck and her fingers now started to collect and move it to her hungry mouth.

Britt looked at me as she was licking my come from her fingers, her eyes where ablaze with lust. You will call me master all night and I have decided Carol needs to come here to our home and become my slave with your wives helping you make her my slave and get her pregnant with my child you understand slave?

" Yes master I will phone her right now "

No frist I want you to get my cock hard again slave. Britt immediatly took my cock in her mouth and started to suck me the way her mother had taught her and I was hard in minutes again. When I was hard as a rock again Britt took my cock slowly out and said.

" Does my master wish to come in his slaves mouth again? "

No you will phone her and tell her to wear something sexy for her new master and that she is staying the night with all of us. I will pick her up in 20 and she is to be ready. You will also tell her what she is to become tonight and for the rest of her life, my slave, also is her pussy shaved?

" Yes master but I will tell her you desire a smoothly shaved pussy. "

Good and then you will phone our other wives and tell then to come home, but before they do they have to buy a butt plug, nipple clips and a collar for my new slave. Tell them they will both help you teach Carol how to be a proper slave to me. Now go and follow my commands slave.

" Yes Master "

I let Britt get out from under me but not before she gave my cock another quick suck. Britt came back and said Carol already had shaved her pussy and that she will be ready when I come to pick her up. You told Carol what she is to become slave?

" Yes master she is ready for you to take her as your slave."

And my other slaves? Your wives have they been told?

" Yes master they will be here when you return with your new slave, we will be ready to teach her how our masters like to be pleasured."

When I get home you all will be ready to please me slave as I wish now keep your self ready for my cock till I come back.

" Yes Master I will keep myself ready to take your hard cock in any hole you wish my love."

I left the house as Britt was finger fucking herself and pulling on her nipple clips.

It was only a 10 minute drive and when I parked at the front door of her apartment building. I rang Carol's apartment and she answered right away. " Hi its Bill "

" Come up for a second ok. "

The door buzzed and I went up to her apartment, the door was open and I walked in and saw Carol for the first time. Carol is 5ft 7in tall 126lbs, long brunette hair down below her shoulders, 33c tits and an ass that is very nice and round. She was wearing a black mini skirt that hugged her hips tightly and just covered her pussy, a V neck top that just ended above her areoles and hard nipples.

" Hi Bill, do you like what I have on?"

Yes

With a wonderful smile CaroI said " I just want to talk for a few minutes if you don't mind, please sit down and make yourself confortable, would you like something to drink?"

No thats ok I am fine. I sat down. Carol also sat down right across from me and I got a glimpes of her bare pussy as she did. Smilling I said " So I am sure you have alot of questions."

" Yes I do but I am kind of excitted too, don't worry this is not an interigation ok just want to find out some things ok."

Fine with me Carol you can ask me anything but let me phone home first as there expecting us back and I really don't want Britt to worry ok. I had my cell and dailed home.

Britt answered " Hi my love whats up?"

Hi sweetie I am at Carols and she just wants to talk to me for a few minutes ok and I think its only fair, she has not really talk to me and this might be a big step for her so I think its a good idea she gets some answers and I would like to learn a little bit more about her too. I will be back soon and hopefully Carol will still want to come home too but thats up to her so I will phone you when I or we are ready to leave.

" That sounds wonderful my love, Mom and Miranda phoned and said they will be home in a few minutes, there just at the S&M store buying the things you reqeusted for Carol so when they get home we will entertain each other till you come home my love. Take your time and thank you for phoning, you are a very sweet man you know that. I love you. "

Thanks and I love you too. Talk to you soon bye sweetie.

" Bye my love."

I hung up and smiled at Carol " Now ask anything you would like Carol I am all yours for a now."

Carol took a deep breath and said. " Well I do have a few thing I want to get clear in my mind. First I know Britt is your daughter and that does not bother me at all. My brother was my first lover and I got pregnant with his child when I was 12. Our parents made me give the child up for adoption. Dan my brother is married now and lives in Florida. I have not seen him in over two years but we did make love alot the last time I saw him. I was hoping I would get pregnant again but." Carol shrugged her head.

" So I do understand her desire to have your baby even if she is your daughter. I would be very happy to get pregnant with Dans child again. Even become his wife.

Carol looked sad for a moment then continued. " I am wondering if its just Britt that is your lover?

Second I am sure Britt told you I can get pregnant and that I know she is trying as well so how do you feel about having two children at almost the same time if I get pregnant?

Third do you want this threesome of ours to be a long term thing or are you wanting a short term thing because if its a short term thing, you must use comdoms and I hope you will be honest with me."

I smiled and said. You don't pull any punches Caroll. I like that and I will not lie to you. Britt is not my only lover. In fact Britt was not the first daughter I had sex with.

Her older sister Miranda and I have had a relationship for over 3 months now and Miranda is 3 months pregnant.

Carol's eyes blinked at that one.

There Mother Tammy is also both Britt's and Miranda's lover and knows everything. Tammy found out about Miranda and me and Britt the day we where at your store.

Carol asked. " And there all ok with this? How does it all work?"

Well it seems to work very well. We have all become husband and wives and believe me I am just as surprised as you are Carol. I have had alot of surprises in the last three months including you I might add.

We both laughed.

Anyways the second thing is Yes I want you to be long term if you can also handle three sexy women making love to you too.

Carols said " There all Bi ?"

Yes but Tammy is more a lesbian than Bi but thats a story I will let her explain. So its more than just a threesome you might become involved in Carol. As for you and me having a child. I will tell you I am willing to have three children at the same time and I will not abandon you and our child or children. Carol looked at me when I said chidren but said nothing. All of us have talked about another woman being with all of us and the chance she may get pregnant, we have all agreed to protect and welcome her into our familly.

Also if your wondering I also know another man maybe included at some point in a sexual relationship with all of us and there is a chance a child or children may be concieved out of that relationship. I am more than willing to be a father to another mans child but we have decided the other guy will not be involved in our lives on a perminate basis.

A million things must have been going threw her mind.

"Can I ask you something Bill?"

" What happens if Dan comes back in my life. Would you want me to make love to him and possible have his child? And if I do get pregnant, you can support and be willing to be a father to all these children Bill?"

I looked at Carol.

Yes I can and I am willing, yeah it's complicated Carol but we are all open and loving people, we know its not easy but no sence in hiding from what might happen. Carol theres more you need to know.

First we are planning to move to another place. Too many people know us here as a familly so we can not live our lifes freely so if you get involved with us you need to know that. Its only right you know up front.

Second all the women in my familly are submissive and are my slaves of there own free will. I am uncomfortable right now with this but it is a turn on for me. They are also very kinky, all of them and if that is going to be a problem for you then I will understand if you wish to just stay home. There is more of course but that's the major things you need to know right now.

Carol was thinking now. I may have scared her away but it was the right thing to do. Carol got up and as she did I got another look at her great looking pussy. I did want her but I wanted her to make up her mind.

Carol was looking out her window thinking for a few minutes. She turned and started to walk towards me but also towards door.

She stop beside me and I thought she was going to ask me to leave.

Carol stared at the door and asked me. " Do you want me to be your slave?"

Yes I do.

I stopped for a few second so she could think.

Are you submissive Carol?

Carol did not answer for a moment and then still looking at the door. " Yes very submissive."

Do you want a master Carol?

Yes I do Bill

I got up and stood behind her, pulling her close to me.

Do you want me to make you my slave. Of your own free will are you giving yourself to me Carol?

Then I started to kiss Carols neck and she tilted her head to allow me to kiss as much of her as I want.

Carol said "Yes I am." and pushed her ass into my raging hard cock.

I started to suck and bite her neck. I moved my hands up to her braless tits and thew her top started to pinch her nipples. Carol moaned and push harder against my cock then turned and we kissed for the first time. Our first kiss was passionate but soft at first, then soon began to grow more lustfull. Carol and my lips parted and she put her head on my shoulder and whispered"

You can make me your slave anytime you wish Master."

Lets go to your bedroom slave.

Carol took my hand and started to lead me to her bed. As we where going down the hall she started to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor as we walked, she has as cute round ass with firm cheeks and she was shaking it for me as we walked. Her bedroom door was close and as soon as she opened it a Golden Retriever came bolting out.

He went right up to Carol and sniffed her pussy and I could see part of his hard cock come out of its sheath, she said down Charlie and then looked at me.

" I hope you like dogs he is really a very gentile dog and friendly too."

Charlie came to me and I put my hand out for him to sniff, then after he thought I was ok I petted him for a minute.

" Charlie go lie down" Carol commanded and off the dog went to the corner.

I love dogs Carol, can I ask if he is fixed?

" No I have not done that yet but soon he is only a year old."

I was going to say it looks like you won't get him fixed but I figure I will wait to tell her I knew she liked her dog and his cock. Carol had removed her top, jumped on her bed then got on her hands and knees facing me. I took my shirt off then walked to her.

I think you should take my shorts off slave.

Carol hooked her fingers on my waist band and slowly pulled my shorts down. My hard cock poped out almost right in her mouth and she gasped at how big I was.

"My god I have never seen this big of a cock before, Britt told me you where 8 or 9 inches long but your so thick and your balls are hugh. "

Her hand was now wraped around my cock and with the other massaging my balls, she now open her mouth and started to suck just the tip, then more and more of my cock dissappeared inside her very warm and wonderful mouth.

Carol managed to take 3/4 of my cock but that was it, she had not learned to deep throat a cock like my other slaves had but she will have some very good teachers.

Carol was giving me a great blowjob, lightly running her teeth up and down the top and bottom side of me while her tongue would circle my head everytime I was almost out of her mouth, her other hand still massaging my balls. I enjoyed her mouth for at laest 10 minutes but I wanted to take her pussy.

You ready for my cock?

Carol took my cock out of her mouth and released my balls, looked at me and got on her back with her legs spread.

" Yes your slave is very ready to take her masters cock deep inside her."

I got on the bed and move between Carols legs, her pussy was gleaming and I needed to taste her. Her lips are big and very pouty, they open to each side and her clit is burried with just the tip exposed.

I dived into her and began to taste her with my tongue and mouth covering as much as I could. Carol started to moan loadly as I worked her pussy with my mouth, then I move up to her clit and sucked on it hard, she came right away.

Carol started to wither on the bed moving like a snake as she tried to remove my mouth from her clit but I keep sucking her till she stopped and went stiff as a board with another orgasm. Over and Over again yelling " OH GOD!"

I left her pussy and let her calm down for awhile, just watching her nice tits toped by hard small nipples and chest rise and fall as she began to relax.

I moved between Carols legs and her arm encicled my back and brought my mouth to hers. After our kiss Carol moved her hand to my cock and guided me to her entrance.

" Take me master."

Theres no turning back once I am inside you, are you sure you want me to take you Carol make you my slave and get you pregnant, share me and share yourself with all my slave for the rest of your life?

Carol looked in my eyes as my cock was just at her entrance waiting for her to decide.

" Take me master. I want to be yours."

I started my thrust forward and she began to moan again as she felt my head slip between her lips and enter her pussy. Carol was mine now, I slowly went inside her tight cunt, I let her get used to my size as best I could but still moved deeper.

Caroll had her eyes closed and was moaning till. " I have never felt so full, never so wonderfully full, go slow but don't stop till my pussy has all of your cock master, all of your wonderful cock."

The deeper I got in Carol the tighter she became, I knew I was going where no one had been and I loved it, it was almost like she was a virgin. Then I was fully inside her, Carol was rolling her head back and forth, moaning as she moved.

When I hit the back of her pussy, she orgasmed again around my cock, sqeezing me tight, I almost blew my load as I felt her tighten and spasms going down the length of my cock. I started my thrusting and she just came in one long orgasm.

Carol was screaming" Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. " over and over as I really started to slam in her. I stopped deep inside her, Carol tried to move her hips so I would move inside her but I wouldn't move.

" Please master please"

Please what slave?

" Please fuck me master."

" I want you to fill me, give my pussy all your come."

I started to fuck Carol again. Faster and faster I plunged into Carols fertile pussy, my cock getting bigger.

Carol felt it, she looked deep in my eyes and whispered " Come deep inside me. Do what you want to do Bill. Breed me Make me Pregnant"

Carol closed her eyes and orgasmed as I started shooting my sperm deep inside her.

Carol knew there was no going back now, I was filling her fertile pussy.

" Oh God I can feel every drop of your come inside me."

I just stayed in Carol, her pussy milking my come from me. Carol looked contented as I slowly sliped out of her and then she felt my come start to leak out and run down the crack of her ass.

" Oh that felt so good, Britt said you shoot buckets master, I never thought you would fill me with this much come, I feel like I have an ocean inside my pussy. WOW I love being so full of come. I have to admit I am so turned on knowing that you just might have made me pregnant. I never have felt this way with another guy before Bill. Even when Dan shot his seed in me I did not feel this turned on about getting pregnant."

So I take it you are happy you made the right chioce Carol. A mischievous smile appearing on my face.

Carol looked at me with her brown eyes bright with happiness said. " Well since I gave myself to you as your slave, I have begged you to fill me with your seed, I maybe getting pregnant as we speak and only an hour ago I talked to you for the second time and the first time we said what 15 words to each other. We are now going to your house."

I interrupted her. It can be your home too if you want Carol.

Carol looked stunned. " You think that will happen? I don't, at lest not yet."

We will see Carol and I smiled.

" Well getting back to my point, we are going back to maybe our house and I will be making love to you and all your wives. I would say YES I made the right chioce."

Carol and me had a good laugh. Lets get dress and head for home and you can meet everyone. Oh and lets bring Charlie with us. I know all the girls will want to meet him.

Carol looked at me." They like dogs do they?"

Yes as much as you like your dog and his cock Carol.

Carol said " How did you know how much I liked my dog Bill ?"

When Charlie came out of your bedroom he sniffed your pussy right away and got hard, Carol he knows your scent when your arroused doesn't he?

Carol thought for a second." Yes Charlie knows my pussy well and thats why I have not got him fixed. I guess it does not bother you that he fucks me almost every night."

No it doesn't and Britt and Tammy will love that now there will be someone around who can teach them to fuck Charlie too. I would like to surprise them and also Miranda has expressed a interest in at lest seeing Britt and Tammy being fucked by a dog. I think she wants to do it too but she has to make her own mind up on that.

Carol smile and said. " I will get his leash and collor, I also have boots for him for when he mounts me. I will grad them too. Your sure?"

Positive and I smiled. We got out of bed, Carol felt my come run down her leg, smiled and went to clean up and put her cloths on.

10 minutes later we where in my car with Charlie panting in the back seat and headed for home.

shoulders for balance as she splashed away on his massive stiff member. Her tanned body and blond hair presented an extreme contrast to his blackness as I watched his stiff cock repeartedly disappearing into my sisters pussy. After several minutes, I felt my own cock starting to rise and freed it from my shorts. With pre-cum ozzing from my cock head, I began stroking myself, matching Kandy's tempo.

Noticing movement in the corner of my eye I turned around to see Dottie with her legs around Brian's back as he wildly pounded his mother's pussy. Both girls were moaning incoherently, oblivious to everything around them except for the stiff dicks abusing their pussy. As Brian fucked his mother with quickening stokes, beads of sweat rolled down his back glistening in the early morning sun.

Glancing back at my sister, I saw Ross hungerly sucking her stiff nipples driving her insane with lust. I knew it wouldn't be long before she had a massive orgasam as I felt my own cun starting to boil. Turning back to Dottie I saw Brian stiffen yelling "here it cummms mom, I'm cummmming" as he blasted load after load deep in his mother's pussy. That sent Dottie over the edge as a massive orgasam ripped through her body moaning "make mommy cum you bastard, make me cummm, god I'm cummmming".

Looking back to Kandy, I discovered that Ross had reversed positions with my sister now on the pool edge as he unmercifully pounded her pussy. Seeing my sister with her knees pulled back as Ross's back cock pistoned her swollen pussy was more than I could stand and I blasted my own wad in the air. Ross was right behind me as he buried himself fully in Kandy's pussy, unloading his own massive load.

After awhile everyone had finally caught their breath and dressed. The boy's said they were heading to the beach and the girl's joined me at the tiki bar. Sitting there talking Dottie said they "wanted to go to the county fair". Being in a good mood from just watching my wife and sister both getting fucked, I agreed and went to shower and change.

A few hours later we were at the county fair enjoying the sights. I had already ate two sausages with onions and green peppers while the girl's had ate elephant ears and cotton candy. One thing I loved about fairs was the junk food. As we continued walking around we came to a "Freaks of Nature" side show. The girl's wanted to go inside even thought I told them it was "a bunch of fake bullshit".

Once inside there were numerous formaldehyde jars containing supposed freaks of nature. The one with the killer vampire bat and three headed snake were clearly fakes as I bitched about "wasting money to see this shit". Approaching the exit there was a display claiming to be the "World's Smallest Horse". The girl's ran up ahead and were giggling and whispering when I joined them. The sign said the miniature horse was only 30" tall as I discovered why the girl's were whispering. His horse cock was hanging out almost touching the ground. It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen and I was amazed at it's size. As the girl's kept whispering and giggling and I said I was leaving as they relucently followed me outside.

Seeing a food stand as we exited, I said "I was going to get another sausage" and assumed the girl's were behind me. Realizing they weren't, I turned around and saw them talking with one of the guys at the show we had just left. Finally getting my sausage I rejoined them and asked what they had been talking about. They said it was nothing and we spent the next several hours enjoying the rest of the fair.

The next day the girl's seemed quiter than usual and I assumed they were tired from the day before. However, I would soon find out just how wrong I was. I was in the bar enjoying a drink when I heard a strange clop, clop clop coming down the hall. Turning around I saw Dottie and Kandy leading a miniature horse and about shit.

Asking "where in the hell did that come from", Dottie responded she had bought him from the side show at the fair. It seemed they had about a dozen horses and she thought they were cute so she had bought one. It had been groomed and even I had to admit it was a beautiful horse. Then I remembered the horse at the fair with it's big cock hanging down and realized my peverted wife's real motive. I tried to picture them fucking the horse but because of his massive size couldn't picture it.

The girls were excited with their new plaything discussing what to name him when Dottie told me to "get a tape measure". Returning with a tape, Dottie quickly grabbed it as she and Kandy began to measure the horse. They discovered he was 39" tall and it was 20 1/4" from the floor to his belly. Kandy kept asking "how big his cock was" and Dottie responded saying "we'll just have to get him hard and find out".

I watched in amazement as they both started rubbing the horse cock hidden in it's cover. After several minutes of rubbing, the horse cock started to emerge from it's cover as it grew and grew in size. The girls were now excitedly rubbing and pulling on the horse cock as it continued growing beyond belief. After about 10 minutes the horse's cock was fully erect as the horse, not moving began to snort. With his massive cock jutting from his belly, Dottie grabbed the tape and measured his cock finding it to be 18 3/4" long.

Suddendly and without warning, Dottie tried to take the horse cock in her mouth. After some struggling and realizing it was to big she began stoking his member while licking his massive length. Kandy had pulled off her shorts and joined Dottie in her attack on the horse cock. The horse was begining to snort more but still remained in place. After what seemed like forever, Kandy tried to get the horse's cock in her mouth. She struggled for several minutes when she was finally able to get it in. Seeing my sister's mouth completely stretched beyond belief caused my cock to quickly swell as I freed my throbbing member and began stroking myself.

With the horse cock firmly imbedded in Kandy's mouth, she and Dottie were both feveriously pulling and jerking on the horse's cock while Dottie continued licking it's lenght. Kandy's mouth seemed completly stuck and unable to move on it's massive size as I felt pre-cum ozzing from my cock head. Still stroking myself I watched in amazement as the horse began to snort louder and I sensed he was about to cum. I quickened my pace on my own dick as the horse's snorting became louder and quicker.

Suddendely the horse gave a loud snort and bucked forward knocking Kandy back and off balance. Kandy was hanging there with the horse cock tightly wedged in her mouth as I watched it pulsate and twitch as he blasted horse cum down her throat. Kandy was now frantically struggling to free herself as horse cum squirted from her nose being unable to swallow fast enough. She had a wild look in her eyes and for a moment I actually thought she might drown in horse cum. Finally Kandy was able to force the cock from her mouth, collapassing to the floor gagging as horse cum poured from her mouth and nose. My own cum had now boiled to the point of no return as I blasted my own load high in the air.

Kandy was on all fours still gasping for air when Dottie now crazed with lust lead the horse to the sofa. She positioned her ass under the horse as she kept pulling on his cock trying to reach her drenched and inflammed pussy. Being out of position,  Dottie was not having any luck and seemed to go even crazier with desire and frustration. Seeing Dottie's situation, Kandy struggled to her feet and went to help.

All of Dottie's pulling and tugging on the horse cock was making him hard again as Kandy lifted his legs onto the sofa. Dottie was still not in a postion for her pussy to reach the horse's cock when Kandy grabbed several large pillows, stuffing them under Dottie ass. With the pillows firmly in place and Dottie's ass raised up, she could finally position the cock head at her swollen pussy lips. Her juices were flowing like a river as she frantically tried to force the cock head inside her pussy. The horse was again snorting and sensing what was about to come, began to slightly buck forward. With the horse's bucking and Dottie's wild thrusting upward I watched as the cock head finally stretched my wife's pussy as it slowly entered a few inches.

Now completly engulfed with lust, Dottie threw her legs over the horse's back as she struggled to implale herself even further on his cock. As she continued her wild thrusting and with the horse's bucking, more and more of his cock slowly entered her pussy. It appeared that Dottie had finally forced more than half his massive cock inside her as she moaned incoherently, throwing her head from side to side.

Seeing my wife's pussy stuffed beyond imagination had caused my own cock to once again stiffen as I pulled my sister to the sofa pushing her over the arm. As we watched Dottie's wild horse fuck, I easily entered my sister from behind savorying her warmth as her cunt gripped and squeezed my cock. Slowly I began fucking my sister with long hard strokes, listening to the sound of my cock slapping her ass as Dottie continued moaning with the horse's loud snorting.

Dottie was now completely delirious with lust as she struggled to ride the  massive horse cock tightly embedded in her pussy as best she could.  Kandy had reached out and was now pinching Dottie's stiff nipples causing her to wildly thrust up even more on the horse's cock. Suddenedly, Kandy stretched forward and began sucking Dottie's nipples causing her to get even crazier in her wild and peverted lust. The sight before me was becoming more than I could stand and I knew I would soon be blasting my own load.

Kandy alternated back and forth between Dottie's nipples inflamming her lust even more while Dottie continued trying to force more horse cock inside her. Her wild efforts were also exciting the horse more causing him to start bucking harder. I watched as more and more horse cock was gradually being forced insides my wife's stretched pussy. Seeing my wife impaled on about 16" of massive horse cock sent me over the edge and I blasted load after load of cum deep in my sisters pussy. Kandy was tightening her cunt muscles around my cock as she squeezed and milked me dry as she soon tremble with her own massive orgasam.

The horse was now wildly snorting as I watched the cock not buried wildly pulsate as he blasted torrent after torrent of horse cum deep in my wife's pussy. Dottie was now having her own massive orgasam yelling "god it hugh, I'm cummmming" as horse cum squirted from between her pussy lips and the tightly embedded horse cock. Dottie appeared to have passed out and still had the horse cock stuffed in her abused pussy. After several minutes the cock began to shrink, plopping out and glistening with their juices. With the horse cock free from her pussy horse cum poured from Dottie's gaping and stretched pussy. Dottie was now begining to stir as horse cum continued to gush from her pussy like a burst dam. It was unbeliveable. There was horse cum everywhere. I never realized anybody or anything could cum that much as I watched it flow to the floor. Looking at Kandy she smiled and said "Dottie just got one hell of a fucking but just remember, it's my turn next".

To Be continued.........

everal weeks since he had seen her and he was excited as hell when he saw her now. Dottie said she "was going to show the animals their new house" and off they went. 

I decided to fix myself a drink and see what Brad her son and Ross the black pool boy were doing. Ross was only supposed to have been here for "a week or two to help us unpack and get settled in" as Dottie said, which I knew was bullshit. It had been almost a month and a half and I knew the real reason he was still here. Dottie loved his black cock pounding her pussy. I had plenty of videos that I had recorded from my secert room in the garage of them fucking to prove it. The same went for her son Brad. I sometimes couldn't believe how horny she always seemed to be. Hell, one time she fucked them both twice in the same day. Since It always excited me watching her get fucked, that I didn't care how long they stayed.

I found both of them about half shit faced at the wet bar watching a porno movie on the big screen. There was some black stud pounding the hell out of some little blonds ass and they were both glued to the screen. As I became glued to the screen I felt my own cock start to harden. The stud on the screen had the biggest black cock I had ever seen. While Ross had a mammouth cock, the stud on the screen was even bigger. I couldn't believe the blond could take it all. Soon Ross started talking about "how blacks had bigger dicks than whites and thats why all women loved them so much" As the talk argued back and forth over size, Dottie came in the room with the dogs and Charley.

Now all of us were watching the movie while the talk continued along the same line. Dottie hadn't said a word as she continued to have her double scotch and waters but I could tell she was getting pretty plastered and horny from the gleem in her eyes. So were Ross and Brad from the tents in their shorts.

Finally Dottie slurred out "that theres only one way to prove who's right, lets have a show and tell. As we all looked at her in suprise, She said "you heard me, it's show and tell time so strip" Ross and Brad looked at each other not sure what to do when Ross suddendly jerked off his shorts exposing his rock hard 11 inch black flag pole. Brad just stood there not sure what to do when Dottie told him "you too Brad"  Finally, Brad pulled off his shorts revealing his own8 inch rock hard cock. Then she looked at me and said "you too hubby" and we were all soon standing there with our dicks at full attention.

Dottie then grabbed Ross and Brad by the cock and pulled them next to each other to measure. It was quite a contrast, Ross black cock next to Brads lilly white cock. Dottie said "although Ross's cock is bigger than yours honey, I still love it when you fuck mommy but sometimes I need a big black cock pounding my pussy" As I stood there watching, Dottie swallowed Brad cock and started sucking him for all it was worth while pumping Ross's cock with her hand. Soon she was alternating between the two and I knew from her gusto that neither would last long. Ross was the first to unload as he pumped his load down her eager throat while she swallowed as much as she could. With Ross's cum trickling down her chin she attacked Brad cock with the same gusto and he was soon pumping his cum down his mothers throat. Watching,I blasted my own load on her face as she licked the few remaining drops of cum off of Brad"s cock.

Dottie then raised up, staggering a litte bit and said "do you want to watch porno or create porno" as she quickly removed her clothes. By now any reservations were gone and Ross grabbed a tit and started sucking it. Brad not wanting to be out done, attacked the other while they were both playing with her now drenched pussy. Dottie was soon beside herself with desire and pushed Ross to the floor. She was moaning as she grabbed his cock and slowly lowered herself onto his hugh black cock. As she started riding his cock I could see her pussy juice flowing like a burst dam. She continued to hump him moaning "fuck me you black bastard, fuck me" Brad, wanting in on the action got behind his mother and pushed her forward. I realized he was going to fuck her in the ass which only made me pump my own cock faster. Brad postioned his cock at his mother ass hole and slowly pushed forward. It was slow going but he finally embedded his cock in his mothers ass. Dottie was now completely embedded on both end and out of control with lust, screaming "fuck me, fuck your mommys ass, fuck me you black bastard, god fuck me" Soon Brad and Ross had developed a steady pace while Dottie was only mumbling incoherently. It was a total turn on watching my wife getting fucked by her son and a black stud and I knew I would be bustin a nut soon. Brad suddendly stiffened as he yelled "here it comes mom" as he shot his load deep in his mothers asshole. That was too much for me and I stuck my cock in Dotties mouth and blasted my own load deep down her throat. Ross followed suit as he blasted his load deep in Dottie" pussy.

We were all laying there totally spent with cum seeping out of Dottie's ass hole and pussy trying to catch our breath when Max came over and began sniffing Dottie's pussy. She was totally exhausted and didn't try to move as Max began to lick her pussy with his big tounge. The more Max licked,  the more excited he got. Soon his mammoth dog cock started emerging from it sheath. Dottie soon begain to respond to Max's licking and was once more moaning incoherently while Rebel was running around with his own dog cock out waving in the air. We watched as Dottie rolled over and raised to her knees. Brad was totally shocked as he blurted out "my moms going to fuck a dog" I knew it wasn't her first time but even I was amazed at her insatiable lust and desire this time.  

As we all watched, Max quickly mounted Dottie and after several thrust buried his dog cock deep in her already abused pussy. Max began a maddening pace that no man alive could match as he feverously pounded Dottie's pussy. Her pussy juices were flowing so much that it was forming large puddles around her knees as she swayed her head back and forth yelling "fuck me, fuck me" Soon she was throwing her ass back toward Max trying to meet his every thrust saying I'm cummmming, god I'm cummmmmmming" Max countinued pounding her pussy. After a few more maddening strokes, Max forced his knot inside her abused pussy and whimpered as he blasted his dog cum deep inside her already filled pussy while Dottie collapsed to the floor. Max tried to pull away but his knot was still stuck in Dottie's pussy as he pulled her across the floor. Dottie laid there completely out of it when Max's cock finally popped out with a loud wet pop while his dog cum gushed from her pussy like a river.

Before I knew what was happening, Rebel the dashound was between Dottie's legs and quickly buried his dog cock in her pussy. Like Max, Rebel's ass was a blur as he pumped Dottie like there was no tomorrow. He whimpered and pounded away forcing his knot in her pussy while Dottie only softly moaned, totally exhausted. Soon Rebel's little back straightened with his tail sticking straight out and I knew he had shot his load too. Rebel tried to pull out but his knot was still stuck and he was much smaller that Max and could't move either. Finally there was a loud wet pop and Rebel was finally free, going over to the corner to lick himself.

After about 20 minutes everyone had pretty much regained their senses and were somewhat back to normal. Brad said "I can't believe you let a dog fuck you mom" Dottie responded with "I bet you didn't know I liked fucking blacks either" While Ross said "thats cause you white duds got smaller dicks"  Then Dottie added "There's other things that none of you know that I like and maybe someday I'll show you. By now everyone had gotten a fresh drink and were relaxing more after such a draining experience when Dottie noticed Charley.     

He was sitting next to the leather sofa playing with himself. That was the first time I had ever seen a chimpanze's dick. It was larger than Ross's being about thirteen inches long and thick as hell. Dottie smiled and said "Ross, you blacks may have bigger dicks than whites do but some things even beat you. With that she called to Charley who ran over and jumped in her arms. As she held him, she started stroking his cock which I swear to god was getting even bigger when she said "I might as well go ahead and show you now what else I like"   

With that she said "okay Charley" and he quickly jumped down running around her screeching. Dottie laid down on the sofa and Charley jumped between her legs. We all watched in amazment as Charley guided his fat cock straight to Dottie's pussy and buried himself. Dottie pulled her legs up and said "fuck me good charley, fuck mommy good. With that Charley started pumping away. Dottie was soon swaying her head back and forth saying "No man can fuck as good as a chimp can, all it takes is patience and training" Dottie's moaning soon became ragged breathing as she moaned "I'm going to cum, god I'm going to cummmmm. I couldn't believe my eyes as Charley pumped and pumped away. His staying power was amazing. He had been fucking Dottie for over 30 solid minutes and that was some time ago when I lost track of the time. Dottie had cum so many time that I had lost count and she was still going.

By now Brad and Ross were at full mast again and had their cocks in Dotties face and she alternated sucking them while Charley continued his relentless pounding. I stared in complete amazement as I stroked myself. Brad and Ross were quickly approaching the point of no return when Charley let out the most startling screeching sound and blasted his chimp cum in Dottie"s pussy to mingle with all the rest. That was too much for the rest of us and we all three shot our loads on her face.   

last minute. Hell, it was better than some house's that people live in.

It also had a special feature that Dottie didn't even know about. I had secretly installed video cameras in every room, including the bathrooms and guest house. The monstrous garage also had a secret room which housed my camera monitors. From here, I could watch every room at the same time. I was really looking forward to using my new equipment and the sooner the better.

I climbed back up in my Hummer and headed out to pick up Ross, our black pool boy at the other house. I really wasn't looking forward to the drive but Dottie had rather strongly insisted we use his help getting settled in and to do some landscaping. She said he could stay in the guest house for a few weeks until everything was finished and besides, he needed the money. She wasn't fooling me since we had plenty of money to hire a professional landscaping service and have everything completed alot quicker. I knew she craved his big black cock and she hadn't been getting it lately.

It took me almost three hours to pick up Ross and get back to the new house. When we took his meager belonging's into the guest house there was a note from Dottie telling us to join her at the pool. There was also a new bikini bathing suit for Ross with another note from Dottie saying "she hoped he liked it and she hoped it fit as she wasn't sure of his size". Ross gave me a bewildered look and I said " women sometimes do crazy things but you better put it on or she'll get her feelings hurt". Ross went into the bathroom with his new suit and came out in a minute still wearing his shorts. I assumed he had the bathing suit on under his shorts and we headed to the pool.

When Ross saw Dottie he sucked in his breath and stared. While Dottie had been attractive before, the new found money had made her look even more attractive. After a tuck here and a lift there she looked liked she was in her mid twenties instead of being in her mid fifties. Her golden tan and the skimpy bright yellow bikini she was wearing was truely a sight to behold. While Ross continued to stare dumbfounded, Dottie laughed as she got out of the pool and hugged Ross saying "I'm glad your happy to see me again". Ross only muttered something unintelligible but I notice the clear bulge appearing in his shorts. Dottie took his hand casually brushing his stiffening cock, saying "come on and join me in the pool, the waters great". 

I watched as Ross with his back to me, reluctantly and embarrassed took off his shorts. The bikini bathing suit that Dottie had bought him barely fit. He quickly entered the water in an attempt to hide his growing cock from me but I had already seen his monster cock sticking three inches out of the top. Dottie continued to tease Ross in the pool and I knew he was nervous and uncomfortable with my presence but I was enjoying the show. Dottie would swim by Ross boldly touching his cock but after awhile he started to relax alittle. With Ross relaxing more and more, the horseplay became more active. I knew Dottie was getting horny as hell and pictured her in my mind riding his hard black cock.  

I glanced at my watch and announced that I had to leave for the airport to pick up Brad, Dotties son who was coming to visit and see the new house. Dottie gave me an evil smile and I knew that Ross was soon going to get his brains fucked out.  

On the drive to the airport I kept picturing Dottie fucking Ross and his black cock pounding her pussy relentlessly. I picked Brad up with no problems and I hurried to get back to the house and watch the video that I knew awaited me.

We arrived and found Dottie and Ross sitting by the pool. After the initial hello's and greetings I headed to my secret room in the garage. After several minutes, I found the video I was looking for. Almost immediately after I left, Dottie swam up to Ross and jerked his suit down exposing his 11 inch rock hard cock. Ross wasted no time and lifted Dottie up and carried her to the steps, pulling off her bikini bottom. Her earlier teasing had obviously gotten him worked up and he wasted no time plunging his cock to the hilt. I watched as Ross wildly pounded Dotties pussy with  wild and maddening strokes. Dottie was throwing her head from side to side and soon had her legs wrapped around Ross's back loving every minute of it.

After what seemed like forever, Ross picked Dottie up and walked out of the pool with her still embedded on his cock. He laid her on the patio table and slowly began fucking her long and deep. Watching Ross's black cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy was becoming to much for me to bear and I soon had a raging hard on. I watched as Dottie's pussy juices flowed from her cunt like a river, forming a large pool on the table. I continued stroking myself feeling my own orgasam building. Ross had now quickened his pace, getting closer to blowing his load deep inside my wife. After a few more stroke, Ross buried himself deep in Dotties cunt twitching as he unloaded his cum as I did the same. They remained joined together for awhile when Ross finally pulled his softening cock out of Dotties cunt. I was amazed at the amount of cum that flowed out of her swollen pussy. There had to be at least a cup of it.

They dressed and appeared to be lounging around talking and I was just about to shut the monitor off when Dottie knelt between Ross's legs. She started rubbing his cock and he lifted himself up pulling down his swim suit. I was amazed that Ross's cock could rebound so quickly. Dottie was running her tounge down the length of Ross's ever growing cock as she began flickering his cock head with her tounge. Soon she swallowed as much as she could in her mouth and started deep throating him with a passion. As her head bobbed up and down on his cock, Ross leaned back holding her head with both hands. Dottie was feveriously sucking Ross's cock and I knew he would soon be shooting off another load. Suddenly, Ross stiffened and he forced Dottie's mouth down on his cock. I watched as the cum gushed from her mouth as she was clearly gagging and unable to swallow it all. I finally turned off the monitor and went to join the others.

After talking several hours and catching up on things, Dottie suggested we go out for dinner. We went to a great steak house for dinner and then stopped by a nightclub for some drinks. Time passed quicker than I thought and I realized that everyone else was pretty much buzzed so we headed home. Ross and Brad had already semi passed out during the trip back. When we arrived, I pulled up to the guest house and helped Ross inside. Lucky bastard I thought to myself, "got your brains fucked out, a super blow job with dinner and drinks to boot, not a bad day". As I pulled into the garage, Dottie said she was going to help Brad to his room.

I suddenly remembered his last trip here when Dottie fucked her son for the first time and headed to my secert room. I switched the monitors on and watched as Dottie helped Brad into his bedroom. I was thinking that her earlier encounter with Ross had wore her out, but I didn't want to miss the show if I was wrong.

Dottie helped Brad to the bed when he suddenly bounced back to life pulling his mon on the bed with him. He quickly flipped her over and was french kissing her while his hand was up her short skirt rubbing her pussy. I could hear Brad telling his mom that "since the first time he had fucked her, she was all he could think of". Dottie responded by moaning and pulling at Brad's shorts forcing them down. Brad pulled his mothers skirt and panties off while Dottie removed her blouse and bra. Brad's cock was rock hard and I could see the pre cum ozzing from it's tip. Dottie grabbed Brad's cock and started sucking it with gusto. "So much for having a sore mouth from Ross" I thought to myself.

Brad soon manuvered himself into the 69 position and began sucking his mothers pussy. Dottie was moaning and having a hard time keeping Brad's cock in her mouth as he attacked her pussy with his tounge. Dotties pussy juice's were freely flowing down the crack of her ass as Brad was relentless in his assault. Finally Brad's cock popped out of his mother's mouth and Dotties was saying "eat me Brad, eat me, make me cum". That reminded me to get audio installed for the pool area.

Dottie was holding Brad's head with both hands forcing his head down on her pussy. Soon she had her legs wrapped around his head in a firm held lock saying "I'm cummmming, god I'm cummmmming". Dottie finally released Brad from her head lock and he wasted no time. He flipped his mother over pulling her up to her hands and knees. Brad grabbed his cock and plunged it deep in his mothers pussy. I was amazed at the pounding Brad was giving her especially with her earlier encounter with Ross.

Once again I watched as the pussy juice ran down Dottie's legs while she shoved her ass back to meet her son's every stroke. Dottie's head was buried in the bed with her ass in the air as Brad continued to pound his mother's swollen pussy. Dottie was moaning loudly telling Brad to "fuck your mother, fuck me good you bastard". Brad responded by pounding his mother harded and faster than I thought possible. His cock was a complete blur as it continued it's crazed attack. I stoked myself as I continued to watch the wild fucking Brad was giving his mother. I realized Brab was close to blowing his load deep in his mother's and tried to time my own blast off to his. Suddenly Brab stiffened and pulled his mother's ass to him shooting his load deep in her pussy just as I shot my load all over.

Brad and Dottie were laying next to each other lightly holding each other as I watched Brad's cum ozzing form her swollen pussy lips. "Talk about having an over sexed and horny wife" I thought to myself as I turned off the monitor. I headed to the bedroom to call iit a night wondering to myself "I wonder what's going to happen when the animals get here"?

To Be Continued: