‘Let’s be Crabbe and Goyle… We can lock them in a broom cabinet or something’ George said to Fred, as they waited outside the Great Hall, where Crabbe and Goyle were eating.

‘We’ll wait until they make it to a secluded hall and stun them… We don’t want to have to carry them too far’ laughed Fred as they got ready to follow Crabbe and Goyle under the invisibility cloak.  Five minutes later, as Fred and George hid underneath their cloak, Crabbe and Goyle walked out of the Great Hall, with a couple of armfuls of sweets each.  Crabbe and Goyle made their way towards the dungeons, in the direction of their common room, but just before they made it to the door, they were ambushed by Fred and George.

‘STUPEFY!’ cried Fred and George in unison, knocking both Crabbe and Goyle unconscious.  Fred and George quickly stuffed their bodies into the closest closet after stealing a few hairs from each of the rather large boys’ heads.  They stole Crabbe and Goyle’s Slytherin clothing before changing and slamming the door on them.  They then got back under the invisibility cloak and made their way down to the Slytherin common room, deciding to maximize the time they’d have as Crabbe and Goyle.  When they reached the entrance, they mixed the Polyjuice potion with Crabbe and Goyle’s hair in separate cups before drinking the disgusting liquid.

‘Ughhh!’ moaned both boys, as they began to transform into Crabbe and Goyle.  Fred turned into Crabbe, while George turned into Goyle.

‘How do I look?’ guffawed Fred.

‘Like an ugly oaf… Just like me!’ laughed George, as the twins removed the invisibility cloak and stuffed it behind a vase.

‘Mudblood!’ shouted George, saying the password out loud, before he and Fred entered the Slytherin common room, looking identical to Crabbe and Goyle.  To their luck, only Malfoy and his girlfriend Pansy were in the main room; apparently, everyone else was either eating in the Great Hall or in classes.  It seemed Malfoy and Pansy were on break or simply skipping class, like Fred and George had.

‘You wanna fuck Draco!’ purred Pansy to Malfoy, not noticing that Fred and George had just entered.  Pansy would do anything for Malfoy, and since Malfoy had enjoyed getting his rocks off; he had allowed Pansy to be his girlfriend.  He even had some feelings for the noticeably attractive Pansy, but he would never tell her.  Malfoy liked it when she tried to please him in every way possible to gain his approval and affection.

‘Sure… Why don’t you get on your knees and suck me off you dirty whore!’ said Malfoy, unzipping his pants and smiling.  Pansy slid off the couch and got ready to give Malfoy some hot head.

‘Stupefy’ shouted Fred, hitting Pansy in the chest. ‘Petrificus Totalus’ yelled both Fred and George together seconds later, hitting Malfoy in the back of the head and making him freeze, with his hand still on his zipper, as Pansy fell to the floor.

Malfoy was livid; he was completely paralyzed and unable to move an inch.  He was also pissed because he was about to get head from Pansy, who was now unconscious on the floor in front of him.

George moved towards Pansy and Malfoy, stealing both their wands and giving Malfoy a swift slap in the face.  Fred continued to point his wand at Pansy, as George ran up towards the Slytherin boys’ dorm rooms.  Fred quickly found Malfoy’s room and searched it thoroughly.  Initially Fred couldn’t find the book, but after reaching under Malfoy’s bed and groping around in search of it, he could feel the book but couldn’t see it.  Malfoy had hidden it under his invisibility cloak as an extra precaution.  Fred threw off the cloak and took the book before leaving the room and walking down the stairs to where George had his wand pointed at Pansy and Malfoy.  The twins had originally planned to simply give Malfoy a painful beating and leaving him in a bloody mess, but after finding Pansy with him and discovering the Spellbook of Desires in his room, the twins had other ideas.

‘If you hadn’t noticed yet, were not Crabbe and Goyle… A little Polyjuice potion has given Fred and I the opportunity to steal our nice little book back’ recited George, waiting for his brother to return from the dorm rooms.

Malfoy couldn’t believe he could get caught off guard so easily by the muggle-loving Weasley twins.

‘Got it!’ Fred shouted with joy to his brother.

‘Good… Good… Let’s use it on Malfoy’s little whore and make him watch!’ laughed a jovial George, as Fred opened the book and looked for a suitable spell.

‘Here we go… Quick, easy, and to the point!’ said Fred after finding a good spell.

The spell read:

With only a few waves of a wand, coupled with the words ‘Cockus Addictionus’ and Pansy would be on her knees begging to be double fucked by the twins.  Malfoy was still frozen in place, staring straight ahead as Fred started to cast the spell on his girlfriend.  His eyes tried to open in anger, but as he heard the words ‘Cockus Addictionus’, he knew Pansy was about to get violated in front of his eyes.  Pansy remained on the ground unconscious, still out cold from the Stupefy spell.

‘Enervate’ shouted Fred, hitting Pansy in the chest, and waking her up instantly.  There was a confused look in her eyes before she looked around and started to crawl over to George.

‘It’s time to have a little fun… I hope you don’t mind Malfoy!’ laughed Fred, as he walked over to his brother and removed his clothes.  Fred and George were shocked to discover their enormous cocks; evidently the two bumbling sidekicks to Malfoy were hung like a couple of stallions.  Pansy took hold of both twins’ cocks, totally under the power of the spell cast on her.  As Pansy began to stroke them off at the same time, they noticed that their cocks grew to a huge ten inches as they became hard.  Malfoy looked on in horror, as his girlfriend began to suck off the two twins, disguised as his friends Crabbe and Goyle.  He tried to move, but the combined force of two paralyzing spells had frozen him in place.

‘Malfoy doesn’t seem objectionable to what his little whore is doing to us’ Fred said to George, as Pansy stroked him off while sucking George off at the same time.  Malfoy was so furious, he thought he was about to explode with anger.  George leaned over Pansy and tore off her skirt, sweater, shirt, panties and bra in a few seconds; not caring for a second about preserving Pansy’s clothes.  Pansy moaned at having her clothes ripped off her so forcefully, enjoying the sensation of her thong squeezing her pussy before it was torn off.

Noticing Pansy’s painful pleasure; George decided to give her a little more, by bending over Pansy again and slapping her round ass.  Pansy’s face may not be as nice as Hermione’s or Ginny’s, but her body was near perfect; with large firm breasts, a tight stomach, and a nice juicy ass that made Fred and George just want to bite into it.

Let’s fuck her right in front of Malfoy!’ Fred said to George, as he and George guided Pansy over to the table, which was located in front of the frozen Malfoy.  Malfoy again tried to move; to stop them from two-ending his horny little girlfriend, as Fred and George made her get on her hands and knees on the table right in front of him.

‘I need it so bad Draco… I’m sorry!’ pleaded Pansy, who couldn’t control her cock lust in the least.  As soon as Fred moved into position in front of her face, Pansy started sucking him off again.  George took the opportunity to kneel down behind Pansy; preparing to impale her on his new ten inch monster.  Malfoy watched in horror as his girlfriend began wiggling her ass at George, enticing George to slam his cock into her wet pussy.

‘Look at that Malfoy, she really wants it… I bet you I didn’t even have to use a spell on her’ Fred laughed, as he moved his hips back and forth; sliding his huge ten inches, in and out of Pansy’s hot slick mouth.  Malfoy was infuriated; unable to move and forced to watch Pansy getting two-ended like a common whore, Malfoy’s urge to use an unforgivable curse on one of twins was becoming a definite possibility.

‘Unghhhhhh… Mmmmmm!’ moaned a horny Pansy, as she felt George’s cock slide up and down her slit.  ‘Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!’ screamed Pansy, whose horniness was overcoming her.

‘Ohh god this is tight!’ groaned George, complaining about how tight Pansy’s shaved pussy was.  He good barely fit his cock into her, let alone push any of it in.  ‘You must be tiny Malfoy… This whore feels like she’s a virgin’ laughed George, pointing towards Malfoy’s limp cock.  Malfoy still had his pants up and knew his cock wasn’t small, but being unable to respond to George’s taunts was killing him.  Pansy definitely wasn’t a virgin either; Malfoy had popped her cherry during the second year, and had fucked her whenever he had wanted to in the past two years.  She had become a kind of slave to Malfoy, and had given it up whenever he was horny.  Malfoy had no idea however, that the spell that had been cast on Pansy had repaired her torn hymen, making her a virgin again.  George knew this as well, but decided not to tell Malfoy, because he knew not telling him would just infuriate him even more.

Fred was slamming his cock in and out her mouth as fast as possible as George started move more and more of his shaft into her.  It was a tight fit, but after the head of his cock and broke through her repaired hymen, his cock slid in with a little more comfort and ease.  After five minutes, George’s entire cock had made it into Pansy, and she was loving every inch of it.

‘Fuck me harder!’ screamed Pansy, as Fred pulled out of her mouth and let her catch her breath.  Before she could catch her breath however, Fred was pummeling her face again with George doing the same from behind her, with a glimmer of blood covering his cock.  Fred’s cock was slamming into Pansy’s face so fast, his balls were slapping against her chin with blistering speed.  After another five minutes of double ending Pansy, Fred and George decided to change things up a bit and give Pansy a real fuck.

Pansy groaned in disapproval as she felt both Fred and George pull out of her.  She had been so close to orgasm that if they had continued fucking her, she would have easily gotten off.  She was in luck however, as Fred slid underneath her and positioned his cock at her wet slit and George prodded her tiny asshole with his massive tool.

‘Yes! Fuck my ass!’ screamed and excited Pansy.  She had never gotten her ass fucked before, not even by Malfoy, and as George started to spread her cheeks, all she could think of was how good it was going to feel having two holes filled at once.  Fred had no difficulty sliding his ten inch tool into Pansy’s already well-used cunt.  Fred pulled her waist down, impaling her entire pussy on his cock and holding it there until George was ready to do the same with her ass. 

Malfoy was beginning to get some feeling back in his fingers, but even as he started to move his finger tips ever so slightly, he knew he’d never be able stop the twins from double teaming his slut of a girlfriend.

‘Unghhhhh!’ grunted both George and Pansy together, as her sphincter expanded to accept his bulbous cock head.  Even though Pansy was groaning in pain, Fred, who was looking into her eyes, could tell she was enjoying the pain.  Pansy started kissing Fred, as George worked hard loosening her tight ass as much as possible.  Fred just held Pansy’s waist down and made out with her as his cock remained lodged in her convulsing pussy.

‘Ohhh Yessss!’ screamed Pansy, as she went through an intense orgasm.  Fred could feel her pussy clench, and drench his cock with her juices.  George took the opportunity to ram six inches of his cock into Pansy as she was still shuddering from her orgasm.  She screamed again in pleasure; enjoying the sensation of having her ass filled with a big hard cock.

‘Fuck! We better wrap this up brother; the spell on this whore is about to run out!’ grunted George, as he started moving his cock in and out of Pansy’s tight ass.  Fred started doing the same; realizing they only had a few minutes left before the spell lost its effects.  In only a minute, the twins were moving in and out of Pansy in perfect rhythm, almost like they had done it before.  Pansy continued to make out with Fred as both the twins bucked their hips into her.

‘Unghhh!’ moaned Pansy again, as an orgasm ripped through her for the second time, squinting her eyes in pleasure.  Just as her orgasm finished, the time on the spell that had controlled her actions ended with it.

‘What the fuck!’ screamed Pansy, realizing she was getting double penetrated by Crabbe and Goyle.  She also noticed Malfoy was just sitting on the couch, watching her get double teamed by his best friends.  ‘Get off me Crabbe… Goyle… I never agreed to this!’ moaned Pansy, enjoying herself, even though the position she found herself in was totally perverted.  The last thing she remembered was getting on her knees to suck off Malfoy, and then she woke up with both her holes being ravaged by Crabbe and Goyle.

Malfoy tried to come to his defense, as Pansy looked at him, wondering why he would let his mammoth friends fuck her like this.  Because Malfoy couldn’t move anything but his fingertips and because he couldn’t even respond to Pansy’s questioning look, Pansy just believed that Malfoy wanted to watch her get double penetrated by his friends.  Pansy knew it was perverted, but if Malfoy wanted it, she would do it, or in this case them.

‘Oh… I get it… You like to watch… Don’t you baby!’ moaned Pansy, letting go and enjoying the sensation of having both her horny holes filled with Crabbe and Goyle’s massive cocks.  Malfoy tried to shake his head in disapproval, but because his paralysis limited his movement, there was no hope in stopping her or them now.

Fred and George hadn’t said a word since the spell on Pansy had lifted; they were ready to cast the spell again, but as Pansy got back into the mood, they knew that the spell was unneeded.  Besides, they were both getting close to their limit anyway, and casting a spell would just be a waste.

‘Do you want them to cum on my face Draco!’ purred Pansy, rocking her hips back and forth, into both Fred and George and noticing her the strain on both the boys’ faces.

‘I’m gonna blow!’ groaned Fred, still pumping his cock as fast as he could, in an out of Pansy’s tight pussy.

‘Me too br---’ responded George, stopping himself before he said brother.  He knew if he said brother to Fred, Pansy would pick up on it and struggle against them.

‘Paste my face!’ screamed Pansy, not noticing George’s slip up, as she went through yet another orgasm.  Malfoy looked on in horror; he wanted to stop them from humiliating Pansy right in front of him, but as he started to get some feeling back in his hands and feet, he knew it was too little, too late, as the twins began to pant loudly in anticipation.

Fred and George quickly pulled out of Pansy, letting her get up on her knees and sit on the table staring at Malfoy.  She looked at Malfoy, thinking that he wanted her to get pasted by his friends.  She gave him a quick wink as both Fred and George got on either side of Pansy and started stroking their ten inch cocks at her face.

‘Unghhhhhh!’ grunted both Fred and George at the same time, erupting two thick steams of their warm sticky cum all over Pansy’s slutty looking face.  It hit her everywhere; in her eyes, her mouth and even getting in her hair.  Pansy loved every second of it, as she looked directly at Malfoy, letting who she thought was Crabbe and Goyle, unload the last of their cum directly on her willing face.

‘Whooo!’ gasped Fred, looking for his clothes and enjoying the sight of Pansy covered in his and George’s hot cream.  As Pansy started licking her lips and trying eat as much of the twins cum as possible; the twins got dressed in Crabbe and Goyle’s clothing and picked up the Spellbook of Desires and the invisibility cloak, before giving Pansy a wink and making their way towards the Slytherin common room exit.

‘Oh… and Pansy… Malfoy said to give him a big kiss before you clean up!’ George called out to Pansy, as he and Fred left the Slytherin common room and started back to their own common room, with their prized possession still in hand.

‘Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!’ mumbled Malfoy, still unable to move or say anything as Pansy approached him.

Fred and George never saw what happened, as they left laughing, knowing that as soon as Malfoy could move, he would be seeking some revenge.  Their exit was perfect timing, as the Polyjuice potion began to wear off and the twins started to return back into themselves.

‘Thank riddance… I definitely need a shower now!’ Fred said to his brother, as they approached the cabinet they had left Crabbe, Goyle, and their clothes in.

Fred and George threw off their clothes and opened the cabinet door; letting both Crabbe and Goyle fall to the floor, still unconscious.  Fred and George put their own clothes back on and made their way back to their own common room, both smiling and pleased with themselves for both embarrassing Pansy and Malfoy, and also stealing back their precious book.  As they walked back up the staircase, towards the Gryffindor tower, they were pleased to see Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet; the two girls they had impregnated over a month ago.

‘How’s it going Katie… Alicia… Stinks about quidditch, eh?’ said Fred, trying not to laugh.  The school quidditch season had been cancelled in order to host the Triwizard Cup, meaning none of them would be playing any quidditch during the school year.

‘It’s alright with us… We’re just back from the Madam Pomfrey… Apparently we’re both pregnant… We wouldn’t be playing anyway’ replied Alicia, looking dejected.

‘What a shocker!  Do you have any idea who the father’s are?’ said George, giggling a little, as he looked over at his brother.

‘No… It could be a few guys though… Alicia and I have been having a little too much fun this summer!’ replied Katie, obviously not embarrassed at how sexually active they had been during the summer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It read:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The spell read:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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