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Hermione ran in a frenzy through the corridors of St. Mungo's. She is a busy girl, an important ministry employee but right now being here is the most important thing to her.

She reached the end of the critical emergency corridor and turned left, searching for any familiar faces before she caught Ron standing, head leaning against a wall "Ronald!"

Ron whirled his head around to her, his gaze wide eyed, unshed tears in them before he ran over to her and they hugged, Hermione sobbing and him almost on the verge of crying.

They broke apart of the hug and Hermione said, "How is he? What happened?".

"I-it was a raid. A part of Voldemort's supporters or their army, we.... Harry and me.. and... and some more went in" Ron took a deep breath "and a fight, broke off. They used a curse on him...It...I.. I'm sorry, Hermione" he hugged her again "I should have jumped in front of him, I was so far away, I couldn't reach him. It's my fault!".

"No, Ron" Hermione choked back her tears "It's not your fault, you couldn't have done anything" she tried to soothe him.

"Ms. Granger?" Someone called behind them and they turned to see a healer, with a pad standing impatiently "Ms. Granger, you are the emergency contact of the patient, Mr. Potter, yes?"

"She is his fiance. Everyone knows it" Ron said looking at the healer as if she is stupid.

"I know that Mr. Weasley, but it is a procedure" She said back rolling her eyes "I want her sign here".

"Ron!" Hermione shushed her best friend before she moved over to the woman and signed the papers "How is he? He is alright? Can I see him?".

"I'm afraid, you can't Ms. Granger" The healer said with lips pursued, a sympathetic look on her face "He is in a critical condition and no one other than the healers are allowed to en---".

"Of course, she can" another voice said behind the woman and all the three glanced over at Theo, who walked over to them with a serious look on his face.

"But sir..."

"Oh, give it a break jess" Theo said dismissively "You know how he is, we should let his fiance have a look, it's the least we can do for them" the lady nodded and moved, allowing Ron and Hermione to follow Theo.

It's not a surprise to see an ex Slytherin sticking for the gryffindor's as they all spent their school life as friends with no voldemort around and Lucius Malfoy helping the Aurors, the chief Head Auror, who was just an lower rank officer back in the days to catch the remaining death eaters and lock them up in jail.

They were all good friends groups, that stood up for each other and brought up with no house rivalries. But still had some fun teasing with each other and the main pairing is Draco and Ron.

Theo followed by Ron and Hermione reached in front of one of the doors before Theo slowly opened it and let them in quietly. Hermione gasped as soon as she saw Harry.

He was lying on the white sheets, his body deadly pale, dark circles under his eyes and he almost looked as if he really died "Oh, my god! What happened to him?".

"The curse that was used on him should have been so powerful, it actually broke his body. But the surprising thing is he is still alive...." Theo said sadly "but we don't know how long we can actually keep him like that because we don't have the curse that was used on him. It must be some of their secret weapons".

They.... in the means of the 'Death Eaters'.

"We should do something" Hermione panicked "Maybe, I could get into a library nearby and....I....If...I did some research...."

"There is no use of it Hermione" Theo said placing a hand on her shoulder "Believe me, only they have the cure or reverse curse for it".

"Are you saying only death eaters can help us now?" Ron asked in a hopeful expression.

"Yes..." Theo frowned at Ron's hopeful expression.

"That's good then" Ron said smiling lopsided "We have a dangerous one in the custodial treatment here" he turned to look at Hermione "He'll give us the solution, we can save Harry".

.................

"To What do I own the pleasure?" Pedro asked scoffing at the three people in front of his cell.

He sat at the small table inside his emergency cell, reading a paper and eating his breakfast, his eyes narrowed at them, especially Ron.

The red head nodded his head at the two guard Aurors standing before the cell to leave them room and as soon as they did he looked at Theo and Hermione "It's better if the lesser people know about it for now" they nodded their head.

"I want a help from you Pedro" he asked the death eater. Theo slid Harry's file into the cell.

"You gonna manipulate me again into talking some shit, not gonna happen" He spat and Ron clenched his wand, before Hermione rubbed his biceps and stepped forward.

"Pedro, please" Hermione pleaded "My fiance is in a serious condition. You have to help us, he was hit by a strange curse and only you know how to reverse it. We can come to an agreement, but I want my love alive".

"Oh how sad.." Pedro tutted "I would have helped you miss, but I'm not stupid. I read the news, I know the world outside. Your fiance is bloody Potter. GO FUCK YOURSELF!"

"Hey!!" Ron slammed his hand against the cell rods and Pedro unconsciously took a step back in fear "Behave or I'm gonna fuck you up, this is the only chance for you to get out of that death sentence of yours".

Pedro know well enough about Ron Weasley, he'll do anything to make his victims believe into getting their freedom to make his way and he is not going to be fooled again this way.

Ron, Hermione and Theo started talking with each other before Pedro's hateful eyes on Ron fell on Hermione. Pedro's eyes widened as she spun to face Ron and Theo with her back to the cell.

Sweet Circe, fucking! What a wonderful arse!

Perfectly round and substantial, but not in an undesirable manner. The girl was sporting a skimpy skirt from her church job that dipped into her crack, making it even more enticing. It became almost intolerable to feel the need to reach out and squish one of those delectable cheeks.

Potter is fortunate since he must give his approval. The Granger girl was truly attractive, with a nice freckle-covered nose and gorgeous, sentimental chocolate eyes. She wore a tight work top and had brown hair that was put in a closed knot, but some curls had managed to escape. It was also obvious that she had a magnificent rack.

She was a stunning, scorching-hot witch all around.

Pedro had an epiphany: he's not going to go out and obtain a female like her, for sure, but he can take action and give Potter a just punishment without even touching him "Alright I can help you" He said and they whirled around frowning "But I want you to be honest with me".

"Sure" Hermione nodded "Anything for Harry".

"Good, but before that I want Weasley out of the room" he said glaring at Ron.

"You prick" Ron said threateningly.

"Ron, I'm here. Don't worry" Theo said calmly "I'll take care of her".

Ron sighed "Alright. The cell walls are covered with runes. He can't do any magic without a wand" he patted Theo's shoulder before he walked out of the room.

"Tell us, what do we have to do" Theo asked suspiciously.

Pedro ignored Theodore completely and smirked at Hermione "Are you a virgin Granger?" She gasped.

"Why is that necessary?" Theo asked.

Pedro looked at him annoyed "A Virgin blood is so powerful. It can be used to save Potter's life now".

"No, way. I've never studied something so absurd---" Theo started before Hermione cut him off.

"Yes, yes I'm a virgin" Hermione said her face was flushing "I didn't want to do anything with him until our marriage night" Theo nodded understandingly.

"I can give you a solution. You can save Potter but the process to that solution is tough" he warned mischievously "Are you willing to do that?"

Hermione gulped in fear "Y-yes".

"Alright" he nodded smiling, before he looked at Theo "I need her, a group of 12 men in this room and my book. Quick!"

.................

Arthur Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Ron Weasley, his brothers Fred, George, Charlie, Bill, Harry's godfather Sirius Black and Remus Lupin stood in the room discussing.

"This is a bad idea Hermione" Draco told her, glaring at the death eater inside the cell smiling at them with a thick book in his hand "That pervert is just using us to satisfy his voyeuristic urges".

"Yes, Hermione dear" Arthur said with a grimace "I'm older than you and this.... this thing, it's wrong".

"I know Arthur, but we have to do this for Harry. We owed him that much and we're only going to do it, this one time" Hermione said with the determination "We don't have a lot of time" She looked back over her shoulders and nodded at Pedro, who opened his book winking at her.

"All men have to be naked" he said and all the 12 men started to unbuckle their pants.

All the men in the room started to nervously uncloth themselves "Oh shit. Fleur is gonna kill me if she knows" Bill said cussing himself as he removed his pants.

Hermione swallowed her fear, her down casted eyes lifted to look around before her gazes widened at the strong muscular bodies and the cocks exposed around the room, all different shapes, sizes and colors.

Without even any hesitation her mind started gathering data of the thick cocks exposed to her eyes. The Malfoys had pale cocks, while the Weasleys had caramel and olive colored cocks with delicious freckles to top it off and Blaise cock was the darkest of all, looking like a thick stick of chocolate.

Hermione cussed herself for thinking like that but her eyes once again scanned the manhoods measuring their sizes, the biggest in the room were Blaise, Ron, Draco and for fucks sake, Arthur Weasley. They were the same size reaching up to 11 inches while the others followed.

Hermione felt her pussy itch a bit and had to resist the urge to squeeze her thighs together "The receiver needs to be naked too" a voice bellowed and Hermione realized the main reason she is here.

Her hands shaking she slowly undid her top and pulled it off her heads leaving her in her bra and skirt. She reached around and unzipped her tight skirt, and hoped that her white cotton panties wouldn't expose the dampness in her crotch and put her libido in front of all these familiar men in her life.

She removed her skirt before looking up and found - shockingly - all guys looking hungrily at her body. Even Arthur, Lucius, Sirius and Remus, all their dicks still flaccid.

Meanwhile the younger ones, Ron, his brothers, Draco, Theo and Blaise were all already erect and some were touching their cocks, groaning.

The air in the room is electric and Hermione can feel all their focus on her covered boobs and leaking pussy. She did a quick work on her inners before she stood completely exposed in front of all of them, her round pink lick-able sensitive nipples getting hard in the cold air.

Hermione stood there, face red, one hand covering her rack while her other hand cupped over her pussy, which started dripping to the floor "Let's get this started with?"

"Who do you want to go with first?" Blaise asked breathing hard.

"Arthur and Sirius, Please..." She looked at the two old men, who both stepped up without hesitation "I would like to start with you two".

Both stood close to her, their cocks pointing straight at her, one big and the other bigger "I hope you don't mind. I'm doing this for Harry".

"Of course, my dear" Sirius said, his voice hoarse "Anything for my godson".

She took a deep breath and for the first time in her life, took hold of the cocks with a light grasp and both men gasped in pleasure at her feather touch, small hands.

Everyone watched as she kneeled in front of them and began stroking their cocks lightly, her eyes dark with desire as she gazed at their cocks.

All the men in the room gathered around her as she licked her lips with her little tongue before she leaned forward and took them both inside her mouth at the same time eagerly. Unfortunately, Sirius and Arthur both couldn't hold it, they grunted and soon filled her mouth with their spunks.

Hermione gagged at the force of their loads releasing inside her mouth before she took a big golden cup and spat out the mix inside it.

She turned to other guys and smiled sweetly, calling out to them and no one stayed back.

Next thing Hermione knows her mouth was constantly filled with cocks. Ron, Draco and Blaise almost fought for a place inside her mouth before Hermione calmed them down and sucked each of them with time limits. Her hands were occupied too, stroking on the cocks that placed themselves inside her hold.

But Hermione left none, she serviced each and everyone of the 12 men, taking each in her mouth and sucking their seeds carefully from their ball sacks before spitting it out into the golden goblet. Finally, She remembered Charlie gripping the back of her head loosely while she licked around his cock, like a cat tasting its milk before he came, spurting straight into the cup filled with loads of warm cum.

Hermione smiles before she suddenly raises the cup toward Pedro, who was watching the scene stroking his own cock while the other men got dressed looking guilty at her "Oh, come on guys. You did this for me, for Harry. You don't have to look so guilty now".

"Hermione, I'm really sorry if we have stepped it a bit further".

"It's alright Ron. I can understand, besides it's basically this once".

Pedro started reading a latin verse loudly and the goblet glowed before all the naked and half naked bodies glowed too, in a green color. Hermione quickly took the glass to her lips and swallowed the entire cup.

She drank crazy as if she was a lone traveller in a lost dessert and it was only a cup of water she got after a week. Hermione licked her lips after drinking it and wiped her mouth "So? The problem is solved, right? Harry is alive now" She asked.

Pedro smirked "Well, yeah...... About that"

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Hermione watched with relieved tears in her eyes as Harry opened his eyes slowly from the infirmary bed, he was laying in. She found him looking surprised at all the faces looking back at him surrounding his bed.

The guys didn't leave the place because they wanted to see Harry waking up and making sure the ritual actually worked, they were also joined by Fleur, Molly, Lavender, Dean, Ginny, Seamus and Tonks.

He turned towards her and smiled and Hermione blew out her breath, which she didn't know she was holding in.

"Hermione...." He said smiling crookedly and Hermione beamed back.

She looked at everyone around, especially the men, a secret message passing between every eye she met before she leaned forward to her fiance to complete the ritual. With her mouth still with the essence of all the cum she drank, she smooched Harry passionately.

Their tongue swirling and dancing around each other before Blaise coughed and the ladies laughed thinking they were interrupting the love birds but Hermione glared at him as she knew that he really was just trying to control his laugh.

"You taste different...." Harry said a little dazed before Ron intervened.

"How do you feel mate?" He said taking a seat on the other side of Harry's bed, straight across from Hermione, who sat in her own seat, her hand clutching Harry's.

"Good to see you all again" The boy who lived smiled at everyone.

"That's great. I was so afraid thinking that I'm.....we are going to lose you" Ron said with a lopsided smile "So, when are you coming back?"

"Ron, don't be daft!" Hermione snapped "He's not going to anymore Auror things and neither are you. Sorry Lavender, but I think both our fiances should quit their jobs and find another in or out of the ministry" She said with determination.

"Oh, I completely agree" Lavender said narrowing her eyes at Ron "The way they are harping on about saving the world even now is maddening".

Harry and Ron looked at each other "Seems like we are grounded mate" the red head told with a smile, everyone joining him.

Harry laughed back at him "Me too" Before he winced, hissing.

"Excuse me!" Theo said stepping in and removing the bedspread covering Harry and everyone gasped in horror. Only half of Harry's body lay on the bed - separated from his other part.

His waist down lay lifeless as Harry blinked terrified "What's... What's happening?".

............

It was at night and lonesome at the infirmary, Harry was still sleeping and Hermione was looking at him in concern.

Everyone had returned to their home as only one person was allowed to be with Harry and obviously they let Hermione stay back. Ron wanted to put some Aurors to guard her and Harry but she said she didn't want it, everyone said they would be praying for them.

Theo had reported an hour before that the top part of Harry is alive and his insides were sealed off with magic whereas the other half seemed irresponsive and unable to fit into his body anymore. So Harry now has his upper torso with hands fixed to his body but nothing more.

Hermione was angry that the death eater had wronged them and she knows that this is what she will get for trusting an evil person that worships Voldemort.

Maybe he used her to score aginst Harry, maybe she is the one that made Harry like this, she is the one cause to cut off Harry's body in half. She wanted to see Pedro and demand an explanation from him.

She pecked on the temple of sleeping Harry before she turned and headed over to the maximum security ward.

"I like to have a word with him, alone" She said as she came in face to face contact with the two Aurors guarding the room.

"Um, sorry Ms. Granger. But we can't allow you in" One of them said awkwardly.

'A rookie', Hermione thought.

"How about I make Ronald Weasley come here now, will you guys allow me in then?" She asked threateningly.

Both guys looked at each other and each simultaneously opened one door for her to enter. Hermione furiously walked in, facing the cell Pedro sat in, as if expecting her to come meet him at this hour.

"Ah, I know you would come" Pedro smirked before Hermione took out her wand and silenced the room and flashed a hex on him that gave his whole body a painful shock "Ugh, Stop.... stop it!"

"Then start talking. You must have known what happened" She snapped.

"Let me guess" Pedro breathed hard "Did his head blow away? Did he shrink? Did his body break into two halves?"

Hermione looked at him shocked before she answered "The third one. But...."

"Yes. I said he'll be back to life and without a damage but it's your fault".

"My fault?!" She demanded and explanation.

"I told you after the first round of the ritual you have to fuck everyone one of them but you all laughed at me. It was part of the ritual, but now you can't do anything anymore. It's done".

"So I can't help Harry".

"I doubt he will get up tomorrow" he laughed cruelly "and it's completely your fault".

"What should I do, at least to keep his one half alive" Hermione asked almost on the verge of crying.

"Mmm.... It's just one week for me to live, let's see if helping you will get me to heaven" He scoffed "You can save Potter, by satisfying each and every one of those 12 men whenever they want. You all are connected now, you have to bind yourself with all 12 of them with marital magic, and so now you have to fuck atleast two of them once a day to keep them satisfied by you, it will make your wish come true. You can save Potter or whatever remains of him".

"I can't do that, that's cheating.... I love Harry" Hermione gasped "What if you are lying, what if he dies? Or you just play me to get revenge for the dark Lord's death".

"I'm helping you aren't I, lady?" He asked angrily "I could have just told you I don't know anything but Potter is still alive ay?"

"Well, yes" Hermione rambled "I kissed him as you said, the energy from all those men must have helped him".

"Wait, you really kissed him with all those other guys cum in your mouth?" She nodded and he laughed "I was just playing"

"How could you?"

He hiccupped in between laughs "I'm not some goody too shoes like you. I want chaos, i want revenge for my life. Now, go... Run along and fuck one of them at this moment if you want to see your Potter alive next morning".

Hermione looked at him horrified for a few minutes before she turned to run and the evil laugh of Pedro echoed out of the room.

.............

"We really need to do that?" Theo asked as he sat in his rolling chair in front of the desk "I mean.... to fuck you, right now?"

"Theo, you have to help me" Hermione said crossing her arms, looking away and not meeting his eyes.

"I'm willing. But what if I hurt you or....I don't think I can control myself, none of us could do. You look so sexy and....I don't know" Theo said sighing and Hermione blushed before she continued.

"Believe me. It is so embarrassing to even think of doing something like that, but we have to...for Harry. It's a messed up curse and we should have avoided listening to Pedro" Hermione huffed "And you don't have to control yourself, you can do anything you want with me. It is specifically said that I have to satisfy each of you guys".

"Really?" Theodore asked excitedly, she nodded her head "Okay. Can I get you to open your blouse then?"

"Yes" She nodded her face red as a tomato.

"Then, please do" He requested.

"I never showed my body to someone, not even Harry" Hermione thought to clarify subtly of her insecurities about her body "We kissed a bit. We decided we would be each other first... but....I just wanna say that I'm doing this for him, so this is not cheating".

"I understand" Theo said impatiently "Let's.... Let's get into it. Let's save Harry" he said as he rolled his front to the front of his desk and sat on the chair, waiting for her to move. After giving him a long glance, Hermione reluctantly complied with his request. She undid her bra hook, allowing her breasts to pop free, and pulled her jumper over her head. She had large, slender, gorgeous, round breasts that were shaped like exquisite tear drops. I approached her and stopped to take a careful look at them. She herself wiped her own shoulders and back to get rid of the bra imprint before holding her breasts in her palm and pretending to weigh them. She pinched one nipple, then the other, to make them stick out as much as possible.

She remarked, "I guess it's cold in here." trying to convince her hard nipples.

Theo gestured for her to approach and stand next to him as he sat down in his chair. He gently touched her flesh on her back, belly, and her thigh as he turned her around. He removed her trousers from her butt so he could examine her ass's curve. She had lovely, delicate, light skin. He gave her bare butt a gentle brush. She made no protests.

He reached inside her pants' waistband with his fingers and tugged them off her legs. As Theo pushed them to her knees before she let them drop to her feet, she trembled a little. She was still sporting her shoes and work stockings. Theo slightly turned her.

Theo fluffed Hermione's bush and ran his fingers through her pubic hair while she still had some hair on her genitals. He discovered her clitoris with his index finger in her folds. He gently caressed her while placing his finger there. He proceeded after she sighed.

He removed her pants off her foot with a downward stretch. To allow him to strip her, she first lifted one of her feet, then the other. Theo went back to her folds and continued exploring her riches. His finger entered her through an entrance that he discovered. She screamed at his intrusion but widened her legs a little to give him better access.

Theo started pumping into and out of her after inserting a second finger. She was warm and damp, and my touch made her skin flush. His other hand moved all over her body, rubbing her breasts, back, and ass.

Theodore picked up his wand from his desk and headed to the chair to continue stroking her smooth skin. One of her nipples was placed in his lips as he turned her towards himself. She sat down on his lap and spread her legs apart from his. Her cunt was completely open for him with the legs spread out.

His face was touching her breasts as he finger-fucked her. He kissed her after lowering her head. They opened their mouths and intertwined their tongues. He then took the wand, rubbed the clitoris with the tip, and mumbled a vibrator charm.

She responded right away. She tensed up, and Theo could feel her breathing get deeper. She had arrived. Her bodily fluids poured out upon his hand. The vibrating wand accelerated as he continued to insert it inside of her. She kept moving her hips, but the vibrations from her delicate parts caused her to lose control of her body. She was experiencing a strong orgasm.

They took a brief break to allow her to collect her breath once Theo stopped. Hermione felt ashamed that she had let her guard down with another guy, but she was still basking in the heat of a strong orgasm.

Have you previously used that charm? Theo smiled up at her and questioned. Never, she uttered. Harry was never even allowed to land there by me. Although it was good, I only ever used my fingers; nothing else, unlike what you did. The way I feel is slutty. She rosted.

Your pussy is quite lovely, Theo said. You are incredibly hot Hermione, both in terms of your appearance and your physique.

Theo grinned as Hermione worked up the nerve to grip his erection through my jeans. She rose from his lap and assisted him in removing his shoes, socks and trousers. He waited for her to demonstrate her cocksucker talents as he sat there with a hard-on.

She began by lapping his cock where it is most delicate—on top and underneath. She then started to move upward and downward while holding the tip of his cock in her lips.

She then started sucking her throat with every inch of his cock. After a few attempts, she successfully had his dick completely in her mouth. While she was holding his dick hostage, her nose was tucked in his exposed hair.

She was excellent, and Theo was about to arrive. "Hermione, can I use my muggle phone to take a picture?" Hermione's eyes widened in response to his question, and she hesitated before nodding. His cock was still inside her open mouth.

He took her picture while sticking his cock into her mouth by grabbing his phone off the desk.

She kept sucking him. At last, she stopped and inquired, "How was it, are you satisfied?"

"Yes. He responded, "It was...Fantastic.

What else can I do for you, please?

"You are an exceptionally talented and gifted witch. Few ladies possess what you do.

That's crap, she said with more blush. I believe that all females possess pussies.

But it takes a certain skill to know how to employ what you already have. He lauded her sexual prowess. Hermione snickered.

Well, thanks for that.

Theo had her recline on the sofa in his cabin after guiding her there. He removed his uniform and observed her nearly naked body. Her work stockings were still on display.

He removed her shoes before advancing to his table and reclaiming his phone. She was lying here with both legs spread out when Theo snapped this picture. "I can explain the situation to the boys and show them this." He used logic.

He came back to the sofa and sat down between her legs. In the middle of her hairy pussy, he pointed his cock at her vagina. His entire body responded as soon as he accepted her V-card; it seemed as though something magical had touched his cock as soon as he entered her.

He then started to penetrate Hermione while keeping his eyes on her face. He observed her rolling her eyes and the motion of her attractive mouth. She was obviously in pain, but she was also experiencing ecstasy, which was impossible to fake. In and out of her, he pumped.

When she encircled Theo with her legs, he could feel the nylon stockings. She accelerated the movement of her hips. Shouldn't we be utilising conception, like...a muggle rubber? she asked after pausing.

"Bareback is a lot more well-liked. When a man tries to make a lady pregnant, it turns people on. Theo continued to thrust while he replied painting.

Hermione whispered in fear, "I don't want to become pregnant right now.

"Quit worrying". He whispered biting her lip, "I'm skilled at the pull-out game." There are four places I can come: on your face, in your mouth, on your tits, or within your pussy. He kept pumping inside and out of her warm pussy, shifting into different positions to modify how they stimulated one another. Do you approve of each one of them? But come on, your face, and then snap another photo, I say. Better to describe the guys. She agreed with a nod.

Theo hammered into her till he was about to arrive, at which point he withdrew and she rose up whilst he stood next to her massaging his cock. He gave it a strong pump in his hand. Though it felt fantastic, it wasn't sufficient.

She put him inside her mouth and swallowed him completely. He was prepared after one or two drives into her lips. He gripped his dick in front of her face while pulling it out, spurting from the point of his cock. She was struck three times: once in the nose, once in the upper lips, and once in the chin.

Hermione gripped his cock in her grip and massaged it on her face to add more cum as more dripped out of his dick. She touched her nipples with the edge of his dick. She then thoroughly licked him.

Wonderful, Theo said.

Theo captured a picture of her lovely face covered in cum. They rose gradually. He took her pants and jumper from the floor. Hermione gathered her shoes and pants. She intended to put on some clothes.

Theo declared, "I'll create a private group and post it on it with these photos so we can keep it for ourselves."

I wasn't aware that you would post naked pictures of me online, She said.

They're not only nudes, you have cum on your face, he said. Our boys will be interested in you.

"Who is going to see them?" she questioned.

"Only you and the twelve of us."

............

Everything was settled the next morning and Hermione felt relieved to see Harry still breathing in his bed when she returned.

Though she was a little scared to see his bodyguard had paled like a dead body, as if his body had gone to the gates of the afterlife and returned back.

They had to complete certain procedures but later Theo sent them back to Harry's house with a wink at Hermione, who blushed. Harry and Hermione don't live together but she had decided to move in with him to take care of him.

Harry wasn't pleased when Hermione took his half body like holding a baby and placed him on the mattress. The healers, had attached a tube to his bottom half on where his dick had been so that he could piss into the small bag they had attached for him to hold, she had helped him to get to the bathroom, fed him, said that she loved him like a thousand times but Harry still appeared snippy.

The whole day, she stayed with him comforting him and making sure he realized that she would love him no matter what, that night she bathed his torso and hands, made him pee into the small transparent bag and changed it before they went to bed to sleep.

Harry was given his medicine, so he slept as soon as they reached the mattress but Hermione on the other hand had a lot of things running inside her mind.

Hermione was turned on that night while the pair slept in bed and didn't say a thing. In fact, she was more ecstatic than ever and was driven insane by the notion of doing something so sinister. She couldn't explain why it made her feel so good to think that she had a rendezvous with another man.

As she laid in bed close to Harry, Hermione's thoughts were divided. On the one hand, she felt horrible at the prospect of getting fucked by someone other than her fiancé, the man she loves more than anything. However, the anticipation and thrill of the sexual encounter from yesterday still remained in her thoughts, and the thought caused her to feel unusually aroused.

She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to give birth to a child with someone other than Harry, and the thought made her feel guilty and lustful at the same time. She was aware that she needed to confront her emotions and accept the repercussions of her conduct, but for the time being she couldn't help but savour the exhilaration of her impermissible desire. The taboo nature of the scenario couldn't help but arouse and excite her.

Despite knowing it was terrible, the idea of getting fucked by one of those 12 men made her feel hot. As part of the ritual, she was also fantasising about the possibility of engaging in additional sexual activity with one of them, even though she knew it was immoral and would probably endanger her marriage even more.

Hermione was torn between these conflicting feelings and the physical gratification she experienced just thinking about them. She noticed that she was getting more and more arousal. Hermione was shocked by how sexy she felt as she considered the possibility of becoming a whore for the 12 men she had known her entire life.

She felt strong at the idea that they would want her. She couldn't help but consider how all of yesterday's questionable sex—which was with a person she wasn't meant to be with—could have resulted in her getting pregnant. She was even more thrilled by the situation's unlawful element.

As she laid close to Harry, she was overcome by feelings of shame. She was aware that she had violated his trust and that it might have severely damaged him. She was unable to ignore the rush the entire experience gave her, though.

Like a narcotic, she had become addicted. She had never experienced anything like it before, and since she knew she had done it just to save Harry, she was both terrified and eager to experience these brand-new emotions.

She may want to experience sex again because she just had her first taste of it, or she may simply be an unconscious nymphomaniac who feels alive.

Hermione struggled to decide between her devotion to Harry and the thrilling rush of her illicit liaisons with other men. Even though she was aware that what she did was improper, she was unable to resist being lured to the excitement and emotion of the illegal rendezvous.

She was now possibly a slut for all those 12 men thanks to this ceremony, which further fueled her wants. Although she had a strong love for Harry, she was unable to deny the passion and thrill she felt for Theo. She was anxious about what lay ahead for her but equally eager to see wherever this new adventure would go.

Then, as she laid in mattress next to Harry, Hermione's attention went to him. She reflected on all occasions when they had discussed having sex and how she had always declined. She has loved him and desired to marry him for many years, but for whatever reason, she has never found the notion of having intercourse with him, at least prior to marriage, to be alluring.

But there she was, having just fucked Theo the previous evening, daydreaming about what it would be like to feel, taste, and experience all the other men and those who were getting her pregnant.

She was forced to think about the implications for her marriage while she lay there. Could she earn Harry's forgiveness? Was he prepared to parent the child of someone else as if it were his own? Harry's inability to father her children is evident to them both. Although she was aware that she had acted improperly, she was unable to ignore the rush it had given her.

Hermione's mind was a blur of inquiries and uncertainties. She questioned whether Harry would ever be willing to view her in the same way or if he would always perceive her as the woman that got fucked by other men. For seeking what she knew was wrong, she questioned whether she was a bad person.

Hermione ultimately struggled to comprehend why she was experiencing this.

Her body began to heat up as she continued to think about what she had done the previous night with Theo. She couldn't sleep because she was so hot. She cautiously began rub herself as her thoughts were racing. Hermione was shocked by how excited she was feeling. How, at the notion of being bred, her pussy was practically dripping wet. Even while she was dating Harry, she hadn't ever felt this way before. Although she had always loved masturbation, this was unique. It was much more exciting because of how controversial her situation was.

She had an out-of-control thought that Theo was examining every part of her with his hands as she lay on the floor. She imagined him speaking to her in a hushed voice, complimenting her appearance and expressing his desire for her. She never felt more alive than when she considered being so intensely desired.

Hermione thought about what it might be like to have sex with Theo again, her thoughts growing more and more heated. She imagined him grabbing her violently and inducing feelings she had never experienced before. With her sleeping boyfriend right next to her, she knew it was inappropriate for her to be thinking in this way. However, she was powerless to resist. It was impossible to resist the excitement of the forbidden.

Hermione's hands traced the contours of her bust and hips as she laid in bed, moving all over her body. She shut her eyes and moaned softly as she pictured Theo's hands replacing hers and caressing her entire being with the same passion she had experienced back at St. Mungo's.

As she caved in to her cravings, Hermione's breathing got progressively harder. The temptation was too great even though she knew she shouldn't be doing this. She kept touching herself while picturing Sirius' touch on her skin and his breath on her neck. She allowed her hand to descend all the way to her pussy. She began to gently stroke her clitoris as she became more aware of how wet she was. then positioned one of her finesse fingers at the opening of her cunt.

Within her pussy, she carefully slipped each finger as she pictured Theo's firm cock torturing her. like a slut, fucking her. So hard, so deep. She began to move more quickly as she visualised Draco jabbing his long shaft into her. She pictured Ron tightening before planting his seed in her fertile and ready pussy. She was about to lose it just thinking about it.

She felt her body tremble as she hit her climax. Hermione could not help but sense a tinge of remorse as she lay there gasping for air. She was aware that what she was doing was wrong. She couldn't hide the pleasure she was experiencing, though, at the same moment. She was worn out and exhausted as she lay in bed, wondering what would happen to her and her life.

The following morning, Hermione awoke early and snuck out of bed without waking Harry. She went downstairs to the kitchen in the hopes that a mug of coffee would make her feel more at ease. She made an effort to ignore the feelings and thoughts that had occupied her the previous night while she waited for the coffee to brew.

But despite her best efforts, they continued to bug her. She was unable to get rid of the recollection of her own deeds from Theo's cabin, along with the guilt and excitement they brought. Hermione was unsure of what to do because it was overwhelming and perplexing. She was deep in contemplation as she made herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table.

Her thoughts kept returning to the room where 12 men were present, to their brief liaison, and to the possibility that she might currently be carrying Theo's child. In addition to these peculiar sensations, she also experienced anxiety, excitement, remorse, and an odd feeling of need.

Hermione was aware that she had to face these emotions, but just thinking of it made her nauseous. She drank her coffee as she struggled to find the fortitude to face the thoughts that were overrunning her mind.

She heard her muggle phone buzz as she sat there thinking deeply. When she grabbed it off the table, she discovered that Theo had added her to a WhatsApp group called "Slut Hermione," which also included 12 other members.

The images of her from the day before yesterday with her face smeared in white goo and the pictures of a dick thrusting into a pussy, which is undoubtedly hers, were shared to the group, and she gasped as she viewed them.

Before another message rang in, one from Ron's private account that said, "We need to meet," she looked horrified at the pictures and the emotions of each of them (the ones who can use a muggle phone sufficiently well).

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"...... Harry loves you. How could you do that to him. Do you not love him anymore because he lost half of his body?!" Ron rambled on as he sat at his office desk.

Hermione sat in his Auror office on the other side of the desk listening patiently for him to finish humiliating her before she had to intervene.

"Of course I love Harry. I just had to do something worse to save him" She argued back.

"What.... Like what?" Ron scoffed "Fucking Nott? Nott of all people..... Seriously Hermione?" He shook his head as if he was disappointed.

"Well maybe I should have just come to you then, Right?" She asked narrowing her eyes.

Ron's ears went red "I'm not saying that. I just..... Didn't want you fucking anyone especially since Harry's in infirmary bed" he reasoned "Even if it's me, I don't think I can do it because you are my best friend's fiance and I can't betray him".

"What" Hermione sighed. Ron couldn't tell for sure but looked more than a little bit disappointed at that information. "Ron it's not like just Theo. Remember the ritual we all did at Mungo's? Well Pedro was true, we didn't complete it. I...." She looked back at the office entrance and the portraits before leaning forward "I have to be close with them for the rest of my life if we want Harry in our lives".

"You have to..... fuck everyone of us?" She nodded "All 12 of us, including my dad?" She nodded her head again and noted how possessive Ron sounded.

He sat still staring straight at Hermione for some time making her cheeks go flush, before he spoke up "I like to talk about this a bit more. How about we meet once more. Would you like to join me for supper this evening? I was thinking. He didn't inquire in a typical way; instead, his eyes showed signs of hunger.

Despite having butterflies in her stomach and a chill down her spine, Hermione made the audacious statement, "I would really like to join you for evening."

"Great, so it's an outing then." He added while winking. Hermione was both excited and worried since she knew precisely what he had in mind.

She couldn't believe Ron, her closest friend, who had previously expressed his inability to betray Harry, was now prepared to join the roster of her 12 male harem members. She said with a smile as she stood up from her chair and gave him a hearty kiss on the cheek. "Then, see you tonight. Never make a girl wait.

She dashes back to her house while still flushed from the day's events. What had just transpired was so unbelievable to her. She was ecstatic and vibrant.

I ask myself, "What am I doing?" She quietly thought.

As she enters her room she grabs her wand and calls Andromeda's floo. Whenever she is absent and wants someone else to take care of Harry, she calls Andromeda or Molly, now she doesn't want to call Molly to look after her fiance while she fucks her son.

Andromeda entered the bedroom and pulled Harry up, holding his half body like she was carrying a baby as he stared at her in accordance with the plan that had been made up for her to take Harry home.

She exhales deeply before saying, "Baby, I want to speak to you. I have a few late-night meetings with certain ministry officials, so I don't think I can take care of you tonight. I want you to stay with Andromeda tonight because we have dinner plans and it might be late when I get home.

Before Harry starts speaking, there is a little pause. "Alright, Hermione. That's okay". He spoke in a chilly tone. however added. "I want you to enjoy your life because I love you".

Hermione exhales in relief. "I'm grateful, baby. Just dinner, keep in mind; I'll do my best to return soon. I'll give you a call when I return. I also adore you.

A short while later, she waved goodbye to Harry, who was holding Andromeda's neck to prevent her from falling over. Before beginning to get dressed for her date with Ron, Hermione takes a couple of deep breaths to soothe herself down.

She pulls a really seductive dress she had brought for the occasion out of her luggage. a silver top with a back exposed. a short skirt that matches and some stylish sandals.

Then she pondered, "What knickers should I wear for the evening? Ron may have simply meant that it shouldn't matter too much as it is only supper, in which case I may be mistaken. It's unlikely that he will even notice it. But perhaps I should dress in something that makes me feel seductive.

She then grabbed the most seductive white pants. I can't believe I'm doing this, she thought as she got her makeup done. Was I thinking that? I am totally not like this. But what possible harm could it cause? I'm simply having fun, innocent fun, with my best friend. It isn't like I'm betraying Harry, you know. Even if something did possibly occur, I'm doing everything for him and trying to save him. Additionally, I merit the right to occasionally let free and have a good time. I haven't experienced this level of enthusiasm in such a long time. I'm excited and a little anxious at the same time. I'm interested to see where it goes because this might represent a new experience for me.

Before heading to the muggle restaurant where they had agreed to meet, she decided to take a glass of the fire whisky from the cabinet because she was feeling a little uneasy. Hermione headed to the restaurant where she was meant to meet Ron after the drink, feeling a bit more at ease. He was seated at a table next to the window when she walked into the restaurant and was immediately struck by his good looks.

Hermione experienced a brief moment of panic but soon collected herself before approaching him and speaking. "Hi Ron," a tentative smile. I apologise for making you wait.

Ron got to his feet and brought her a chair. "Not a problem at all," he replied. "You appear gorgeous tonight." The praise caused Hermione to flush.

"I appreciate that," she remarked. "You seem to be in good shape."

Once everyone was seated, a waiter approached to collect their orders. Ron placed the order without hesitation for the two of them because she wasn't sure what to get. He was able to tell that he was a very intelligent individual due to the way he knew just what to order. The domineering nature of Ron's attitude began to intrigue her.

Hermione could not help but observe how at ease she was with him. They discussed everything. Hermione noticed that she was laughing along with his jokes and losing herself in his eyes as the night wore on. After their lunch was over, Ron leaned in closer to her.

He remarked, "Hermione, I must say, I truly appreciated our talk tonight. I always find something about you to be incredibly fascinating.

The praise caused Hermione's cheeks to flush. "Ron, thank you," she murmured.

Ron took a little pause before continuing. "I realise that asking for the continuation of our date can seem a bit intrusive. I just seem to like your company so much," he added. "Perhaps we could extend this date a little bit more?"

Her chest started to flutter. Being by Ron's side for a little while longer was both thrilling and terrifying. Hermione made the decision to take a risk. "Let's visit my home."

Ron scowled, "Harry.

He will spend the night with Andromeda. She'll look after him, and I'll go fetch him in the morning. She grinned impishly. But for the time being, the house will be vacant save from us.

Saying "Let's do it." Ron returned her smile. Great, he replied. "Let's leave this place and have some fun."

Hermione seemed a little excited as they entered Hermione and Harry's living room, so she set out a drink of whisky for each of them. She drank it and noticed that the alcohol was starting to affect her a little. All of the anxiety and guilt had vanished. She felt brave. She had vowed to herself that this would only be a fast fuck for the ceremony and nothing more, but she realised that she was really craving much more.

She approached Ron and gave him a kiss. Hermione's unexpected kiss caught Ron off guard, but he was plainly happy. "Well, hey there too," he said with a smile. "I had hoped you would act in that way". He also had a sly glint in his eyes.

Even though Hermione could feel her heart beating rapidly, she was enjoying herself too much to stop. She returned his smile and replied, "I hope you don't mind.

Absolutely not, Ron retorted. In fact, I had higher expectations than just a kiss.

His words and implied meaning caused Hermione to flush, but she also experienced a touch of excitement. She asked, coming in closer to him, "Is that so?"

He drew her in even closer by wrapping his arm around her waist. He kissed her fervently, "Absolutely," he responded. "Should we travel to a more private location?"

Hermione nodded while experiencing an adrenaline rush. She reflected, "This was really happening." she grasped Ron's hand. With a voice full of passion, she murmured, "Let's go to my room."

Providing a nod, Ron said, "Point the way."

She couldn't help but feel a little anxious once more as they made their way to her room. In that room, which is essentially her and Harry's bedroom, she had never been with anybody other than Harry. However, the booze and the love she felt for Ron overrode all of her reservations.

Hermione swiftly locked the door behind them as they entered the room and then turned to face Ron. They soon recommenced kissing, this time stroking each other's bodies with their hands.

He briefly ended the kiss by saying, "You're very gorgeous".

She grinned as she gained confidence. She responded with a lust-filled, "I want you so badly right now," in her tone.

While engaged in a long, passionate kiss, ripping each other's clothes off, they moved progressively farther into the room, tripping over the furniture. As Ron's lips touched hers, Hermione felt her heart beating rapidly. She felt a chill run down her spine.

This was what she had been hoping for the entire night, and it was now actually occurring. They moved in perfect unison as their hands eagerly explored each other's bodies. In her room, Hermione forced Ron onto a sofa and climbed on top of him.

Hermione experienced a surge of yearning as Ron's fingers made beautiful patterns on her flesh.

She has never been more passionate or alive. It was as though all the rest of the world had vanished, leaving only her and Ron in this ideal situation. As Ron kissed her neck, Hermione stroked his strong chest. She couldn't help but feel an intense sensation of longing as he probed her body with his hands and mouth.

Through his shorts, she could feel him increasing volume. She was driven insane by the sensation, which also gave her a strange sense of pride and success. She felt even more eager to complete undressing Ron as she noticed that he was becoming more and more aroused as they made out on the sofa in her room.

She ran her fingers throughout his hair, admiring how silky and smooth it was, and couldn't help but run her hands down his chest and abs as she did so. Ron had a well-defined, fit, and toned figure. She suddenly had the impulse to explore him entirely, to kiss every inch of his body.

She could feel him shivering with pleasure as she continued running her fingers down his abs. Hermione was unable to resist smiling as she felt content in knowing that she was making him so happy. She was impressed by how seamlessly his and her bodies synchronised as they moved in a passionate rhythm.

She drew her lips closer to his before leaning in and stroking his jaw with her fingers. In response, Ron excitedly drew her close to him and intensified their kiss. She could sense how lost in the present moment she was as her need for him grew more and more intense.

Hermione was captivated by the magnificence of his body as they began to get to know one another. He was a masterpiece that could be appreciated and studied in every inch.

At that precise second, Ron finally took off his boxers and shorts to expose his impressive manhood. Hermione didn't say anything as she gaped in amazement at what she was seeing. He had the ideal build, and it was clear that he took excellent care of himself. The largest dick she had previously seen up close was on him.

She reasoned, "There is no way that that thing will fit inside me," but she was determined to give it a shot. Then, as she stared at him in astonishment, her cheeks began to flush with need as she yearned to feel his muscles against her own. She couldn't control her yearning. She yearned to taste him, feel it in her mouth, and enjoy him.

She was quite excited about the idea. Before Hermione realised it, her lips were encircling his cock head. She couldn't help herself. As she made him happy, she experienced a rush of gratification and knew she wanted more.

Hermione understood there was no going back at this point as he moaned with pleasure. It was as though a switch was turned on inside of her, and her desire to make him happy had taken over her entire being.

She kept moving her mouth upward and downward along his shaft while massaging the portions she couldn't reach with her mouth with her hands. She wanted Ron more and more as he reacted to her touch by muttering and whispering her name. She wasn't concerned about anything else at that time; all she was interested in was him. And she was prepared to go to any lengths to ensure that he felt the exact same way about her.

She could feel him getting closer as he became progressively firmer in her mouth. She persisted till he finally erupted, his release flooding her mouth.

She eagerly swallowed, savouring every last bit of his flavour. Up until she drew back, she grinned at him. Ron was exhaling heavily and his chest was swiftly rising and falling. Wow, you have learned better, he murmured in a sexy manner as he gazed longingly into her eyes. Ron hurriedly led Hermione to the bed as they quickly stood up. Ron shoves Hermione beneath the covers as soon as they get to the king-size bed. He remained there for a few minutes admiring how naive and lovely she appeared to be at the time while looking down at her.

He then climbed on top of her and began to slowly kiss her while bringing his lips up to her neck. He put his powerful hands on her back. He began by removing her shirt. revealing her attractive white knickers. In the dimly lit space, her huge breasts were stunning.

He went on kissing her body while slowly lowering himself. Hermione had stopped thinking about anything else since she was so engrossed in her lust. As they continued to explore the bodies of one another and revel in the moment, she was in an ecstasy-filled state of happiness. Hermione completely forgot about Harry and her concerns regarding the ceremony. She couldn't stop thinking about how wonderful it was to be with Ron at that very time.

Ron expertly pulled down her skirt to show the other half of her white undergarments as he continued to kiss her body, now reaching her belly button.

Ron uttered. You appear quite alluring in that.

As she gazed seductively at him while still tasting his essence in her mouth, Hermione flushed. Ron began to gradually remove her pants, displaying her stunning, perfectly shaven pink tight pussy. It appeared like you had shaved for me, he thought, noticing that it was already dripping wet and shining in the light.

He didn't waste any time and quickly began to approach her opening while slouchily kissing her thighs. Hermione let out a loud groan when he finally forced his tongue inside. Hermione was in pleasure as Ron continued for several minutes.

She experienced so intense joy that she worried about passing out. For what seemed like an endless amount of time, she yelled at the very top of her lungs. repeatedly climaxing under Ron's skillful guidance. She got to taste herself on his tongue as he gave her a passionate kiss after finishing.

Even though she had already visited so frequently, she still desired more. She desired... No, she needed him inside of her and to completely engulf her.To become his. She was then positioned on the edge of the bed as Ron got ready to give her everything. To her moist opening, he cautiously pushed the tip of his enormous shaft. and began to slide in gradually.

Hermione was consumed by him as they had their first fuck together. As he probed the innermost regions of her anatomy, his touch was electrifying and sent chills down her spine. Hermione lost herself in the pleasure he was giving her, overcome with want. Hermione sensed him pushing her to her boundaries and filled her entirely as he penetrated her. He started to move inside of her, each thrust bringing her a little bit closer to the brink as she groaned with delight.

Hermione had more pain and pleasure from being stretched by Ron than she could have ever imagined. She nevertheless overcame it since she was desperate to feel him within her.

And Hermione could not but sob in ecstasy when he finally forced himself all the way in. She knew the neighbours must have heard it because it was so loud. As Ron pushed into deeper and deeper each time, his movements got stronger and harder. shaping her pussy to fit his form.

Hermione thought she was soaring as the two passionate partners moved together, their bodies intertwined. Every contact, every kiss, and each passing second were pure joy. She felt his gaze on her, watching as she entirely surrendered to him. To demonstrate to him how much she coveted him, she wanted to offer him everything.

Hermione could feel her body shaking with excitement as she prepared for an orgasm as the two partners moved in unison. And when it eventually happened, Hermione had never felt anything like it. She was so engrossed in the pleasure Ron was giving her that it seemed as though she was seeing stars.

She had the feeling that she never wanted this to end and that she never wanted to leave his hug at that precise moment. He hadn't arrived yet, and she was still completely hard inside as she lay there, tired and drained. Hermione watched as Ron removed his cock from her, crouched down between her legs, briefly rubbed his tongue along her clit and pussy, and then dipped a finger into her dripping pussy secretions. She was startled by this new area of pleasure as he carefully slid the tip of his finger downward lower, over her tight rosebud. She slowly started to get aroused as he touched the puckered skin around her anus, both by the physical pleasure and the filthiness of the deed.

When her ass then pulled slightly out, Ron had the impression that her hole sucked his finger into her darkest crevice and embraced the tip there. She took a big breath before muttering, "Ro....Ron, not there. Never have I been.

As his finger slipped fully inside her ass and gently stretched it, Ron stroked her hardened clit, causing her to have a brief but intense orgasm. She kept groaning as the climax swept over her. She cried out, "I'm asking you, take your finger out. Please. Nothing there".

"Shut up, you slut" Ron yelled, "I'm going to be the first one to take your ass. You gave your pussy to Nott first." When Ron began to carefully guide his large cock from her clit down through the moist folds of her pussy, soaking his cock as he moved lower, Hermione experienced a rush of thrill and anxiety. He paused before finally resting the tip against the opening of her virgin ass. She had never done this before and had never even considered doing it. But when she was with Ron, she felt more daring and self-assured.

Hermione's concerns and doubts vanished as they kissed. The current moment and their devotion for one another were all that mattered. Although she was aware that what she was doing was wrong, the feeling was too nice to quit. She gave in to her wants for the time being, knowing that the remorse would follow.

She hesitated for a brief period as her mind and heart raced. Before she knew it, however, she was nodding in agreement. She was unable to resist the urge any longer. She then signalled to Ron that he was welcome to enter her by pushing her ass up against his cock.

He lubricated his dick with the excess moisture in her pussy and slowly began to move within her extremely constricted asshole. Hermione experienced a unique blend of pleasure and pain that had never happened to her before. She was only able to concentrate on the sensation of Ron slowly indwelling her.

She initially experienced a severe ache, similar to a knife slicing through her skin. She had never felt such great pleasure, but as he persisted, the anguish changed into something she had never felt before. She experienced a completely new degree of fulfilment that she had no idea was attainable. She felt alive in ways she wasn't aware she needed as a result of the way Ron moved within her and the way he stretches her in ways she hadn't been stretched before.

Hermione began to sob with pleasure as Ron started to move more quickly. Wave after wave of sensation swept over her, making her body shiver. She experienced a dual sense of remorse and being extremely alive and liberated. How was she able to take such pleasure in this? How could she turn on Harry in such a way? It had a really lewd, primitive, and filthy vibe. She was getting fucked in her asshole by her best friend on her and her fiancé's bed, the man she was about to get married soon.

"Fuck my tight virgin ass, yes. She cried out, "Make me yours".

"Take it! You dirty slut, take my cock in your tiny hole. Ron hissed. Hermione moved her hips more vigorously and took Ron's dick all the way in her no longer virgin ass as she heard him call her a slut. He gripped her tits with his powerful hands and hammered the heck out of her ass. Her screams and shaking were caused by the forceful pulling that had replaced the gentle treatment of them. He bit her and left a bite mark on her tits.

By partaking in something so disgusting and degrading, she realised she was compromising everything she stood for and herself.

She tried to concentrate on the joy she was experiencing at the time, pushing these ideas to the back of her mind. Hermione experienced a sensation of liberty as Ron kept probing her small ass. She could not help but feel more alive as a result of what she was doing because it was novel and interesting and made her feel more alive.

He began to move more violently and erratically, each thrust smacking her ass like a giant jackhammer. He swiftly drove the full length of his enormous cock back into her eager asshole after removing only the head of it earlier.

He only needed a few of those intense movements to begin getting deep inside her tiny pink asshole. He groaned like a mad animal as he pounded Hermione's ass full of come. She erupted in yet another incredible orgasm as soon as she felt his hot come filling her from the inside.

But as the excitement sensation started to wear off, Hermione experienced a flood of guilt. What sort of woman was she to act in such a way towards the love of her life? What would occur if Harry found out? She had to decide if she could live with the remorse and shame of her actions.

She made an effort to ignore her worries and misgivings by convincing herself that it had just been a brief mistake in judgement. But she was aware that it went beyond that. She had never known that something within of her had been stirred by the rite. She questioned whether she would ever be able to return to the previous state of affairs.

Hermione afterwards experienced a wave of shame as they laid in each other's arms. She was aware that what she did was wrong. However, even as she laid there, she was unable to avoid feeling content. She had caved in to her desires and felt fully alive for the very first time in a very long time.

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Hermione woke up groggily, still her eyes shut she sat up and stretched her arms above her head but flinched as she felt soreness in her butt.

Her eyes opened wide as the memories of the night before came crashing down on her. She looked to the other side of her bed expecting to see Ron lying all naked but found it empty.

Hermione frowned at the small paper and a pen sitting on top of it on the bedside table. She leaned and picked it up, reading the lines written on it "Thanks for a good night and that sweet ass".

Hermione crossed her arms and huffed to no one, one part of her was relieved that Ron left so early before anyone (Harry) gets home but another part of her felt as though he was confirming that she was just a whore for his use and she didn't like it.

Next time, I'm seeing him we're having a talk! She thought.

She removed her bedspread off of her naked body and flung her legs down getting up and groaned when she felt her ass hurt 'Oh Ron you git!'. She slowly picked up her wand and limped her way to the loo, deciding to use the pain numbing charm on her ass before having a shower.

...............

"You're late" A voice said and she froze as soon as she stepped out of the floo hearth into Andromeda's living room.

She looked around, seeing no one before her eyes lowered and saw Harry's half body, placed on the couch in front of her and he had his hands crossed on his chest and was half pouting- glaring at her.

She smiled at him before walking over and kissing him on his forehead, Harry tried to swat her away but Hermione laughed, grabbing his hands and kissing him hard on his lips.

"Don't kiss me" he huffed.

"You look so cute baby" Hermione purred, caressing his cheek and Harry couldn't help but smile back.

"Why are you so late?" He asked grumpy, but still with a smile on his lips.

Hermione's smile halted and she pursued her lips "Well the meeting went for so long. We had a good time and I reached home only late".

"Oh, I'm sure it went well. Maybe one of them was a handsome lad" he scoffed.

"Harry" Hermione sighed "If there's a handsome guy or not, how does it matter because the only man I love is you".

"Really?"

"Yes baby" Hermione grinned "And no, I didn't spend all my time laughing there, I came back home as soon as the official meeting was done". She felt guilty at lying to him but she didn't want him to get hurt.

Suddenly her phone pinged and she looked it up to see a message in the group. Opening it up by lightly turning to the side, covering it from Harry's side she looked on as three pics were posted by Ron.

One had Ron's limp dick lying on top of her closed lips vertically. The next one was a picture of her lying face up with sticky dried cum on all over her tits, which shined in the moonlight. The third was the most shocking, it was a gif of Ron, spreading and opening her ass cheeks revealing a Torrent of white goo leaking from her winking asshole.

The comments were soon in.

FRED: DAMNNNN!!

GEORGE: I would love to eat those cheeks.

Blaise: Look at that tight ass

Charlie: Well done brother. My dick is hard asf!!!!

Draco straight through had sent a photo of his dick. Hermione know she shouldn't see it especially now, but she couldn't resist look into it.

His dick was long and thick, looking so yummy. She was about to zoom in when Andromeda walked in.

"Oh Hermione, you came back dear" Andromeda said walking into the living room, Hermione pocketed her mobile and smiled at the older woman.

"Thank you Andromeda for looking after Harry" She said standing up.

"Oh, of course" The woman waved her hand "It's no big deal. You have to thank Neville and Hannah. They were here yesterday to keep him company".

They talked for so long before Hermione and Harry decided to return back to their house. She picked him up baby style and they flooed back to their house.

"Hoo. That woman could talk" Hermione said placing Harry on the couch and letting out a huge breath.

"Well I think it's time for us. Our time" Harry said wriggling his eyebrows. Hermione smiled and they kissed as Harry squeezed her breasts before they both jumped as someone interrupted them.

Angelina had came through floo, her head floating from the flames "Hey, Hermione.... Harry....I- am I disturbing you guys?".

"Not at all" Harry said grumpy, Hermione smacked him on his hand. She turned to smile at Angelina, who looked apologetic.

"Oops. Umm, I'm sorry for interrupting you guys, I'll just go" She said and was about to get her head back into the flames when Hermione stopped her.

"No, Ange. That's alright" Hermione stood up and walked closer to the hearth "Tell me what it is".

"Well, you see, Fred and George were shifting the shop items to another building they just brought but they need someone to clean it after" Angelina continued looking hopefully "I actually had to go to my mum's today for some family issues. Fred said that you opted to do some cleaning earlier if they want, I was wondering if you'll be...."

"Available? No..." Harry deadpanned.

Hermione stood silent, thoughtful of what is actually happening. She knew she never gave them any word for helping and also realized why they probably wanted her in their new shop to clean after the shifting shop, where they three will be alone obviously.

They have seen all the photos in the group, Hermione thought. The comments they posted in the group kept playing in her head.

"But we got no one. The shop is to be open tomorrow" Angelina said in a frenzy.

"I don't think Hermione will be ready to go" Harry said looking at Hermione, followed by Angelina.

"I think I will go" Hermione said silently.

"What? Hermione, are you serious" He asked gobsmacked "We never had any time to be with each other, this is the first after St. Mungo's".

"I know Harry, but I'm sorry" She said looking back to him "We need to help our friends when they are in need, I'm going to be back in a few hours to you anyways"

Besides, I have to do this to keep you alive, She inwardly reasoned but kept it in her mind.

Harry didn't look pleased but Hermione smiled as he silently agreed by shutting his mouth. She turned back to Angelina "I'll just get dressed and go. Give me the address"

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Lee assisted Fred and George with the shifting before he left, leaving Hermione with the two of them. The twins didn't even acknowledge her much, treating her like a total stranger as if they hadn't just commented on her picture hours earlier, calling her things like "she fucks like a whore," "she let their brother eat her dripping pussy while she writhed and moaned on the bed," "Ron fucked her," and "she should start getting paid for the privilege."

She became increasingly anxious when Fred and George took a break since she was trying to figure out what their plan was and how they were going to play it. She can't lie, she wanted to play with some thick, hard cock again, but she wasn't sure whether they wanted her to or if they simply wanted her to clean the abandoned place and get the hell out, so she decided to play it safe, at least publicly. The first thing they handed her was a really sexy costume.

Hermione started tidying up the inventory area. No matter how hard Hermione tried to focus, she couldn't help but think back to last night as she dusted and cleaned the windows, remembering the feel of Ron's fingers bruising her face as he fed her his cock, the sensation of it against her lips hard, hot, and delicious as she knelt in front of him. Hermione also couldn't help but feel her nipples tightening.

She raced up, determined to finish and leave the home as soon as possible so she could go to her house, bury her fingers in her juicy pussy, and get herself off. Her unique disappointment at losing out on some time with Fred and George deepened.

She discovered the filthy magazine at that same time, carelessly tossed down the couch's side as if it had fallen off the arm. It fell open at a page of pictures of a slutty schoolgirl with bunches licking a lollipop and playing with her enormous tits, so it was definitely well-read. Being a mischievous schoolgirl is one of Hermione's favourite dreams, so reading that magazine made her extremely hot. Her face flushed, and she uncontrollably moved her fingers to her left nipple, which was puckered and hard beneath her t-shirt.

The vigorous dusting and reaching she'd been doing had caused her big tits to bounce and jiggle and her sensitive nipples to rub against the fabric. They got even worse as she looked at the naughty pictures, squeezing and kneading her breast underneath the thin jersey of her shirt as she did so. She'd skipped a bra that day in the hopes of having some fun with the twins.

Hermione played with herself, closing her eyes as she squeezed her thighs together to tease her tingling pussy and imagined Fred's hands were on her. She also daydreamed about swallowing George's cock, becoming their innocent schoolgirl whore, and having one of them grab her bunches and use them to fuck her face.

Hermione sighed at the idea of being used in such a way, desiring to be teased and fucked like the slut she is, until she looked up and saw someone was watching her. She adjusted her nipples and stroked her tits while George watched from the doorway.

She froze when he said, "That doesn't look as something you're expected to do while that you're working." Hermione had the terrible impression that she had utterly misread the situation between them and that the final rendezvous with Ron, which will ultimately lead to all 12 men, was an anomaly rather than the beginning of something nefarious and unlawful as she had imagined.

George approached and sat back in one of the chairs with his legs crossed in an elegant manner, watching her put the magazine away neatly on the side table and grab the duster as if she were prepared to continue working.

His command to "come here" caused her hands to stutter and her mind to become blank. "Come on over here!" Hermione jumped to comply when the order was given again, this time more deliberately, and she skittered over to stand beside his chair. Hermione had the impression that she was about to receive a reprimand for being impure and be told to leave the house!

He gave her a long, thoughtful look before reaching up and flicking one of her nipples with a long finger. "I'm not Theo or Ron, and this is neither St. Mungo's nor your home. She nodded blindly, completely taken in by the feel of his finger flicking at her nipple, desperate to win his approval so he wouldn't stop the tiny, sensitive flash of pleasure in her clit triggered by every flick, up and down, making her twitch and gasp for air at the sensation. He continued, "This is my place, so, If you want to play with those, you'll need to get my permission."

Hermione's eyes suddenly opened as George's two fingers forced their way through her blouse and kneaded her breast till it was level with his face as her eyelids suddenly closed involuntarily. He remarked, "Naughty girl, you're not wearing a bra, are you?" Her breasts gently bounced as his fingers probed and pinched them, weighing each one with his hand as she shook her head, feeling immediately ashamed of her naughty decision.

She leaned in and unconsciously pushed a little into his touch. Why don't you wear one, I asked? She was hypnotised by his fingers and unable to respond to his inquiry, which left her with the secret hope that he would once more treat her like a whore, just like his brother had.

Did you intend for this to occur, I asked? While playing with her tits and staring intently at her face, he spoke in a low, captivated tone.

Because of the rite, I must save Haarrr, Ye-yes. She huffed.

"Oh, right. Such a faithful girlfriend. Harry has to be saved. No doubt. We will all 12 of us assist you with that anytime you need it. George grinned, "Don't be alarmed.

Is it because you were playing with yourself when I entered that your nipples are so hard? Were you contemplating Theo? Or Fred and I, or Ron? Or is it because you're a disgusting slut who fantasises about being fucked simultaneously by 12 men one day?

His voice was a torrent of seduction flowing through her mind, snaking its way into her thoughts and making her into an even more desperate slut who was easy prey for his hands. Hermione desperately longed to be fucked...Without giving it any thought, she was nodding and agreeing to everything he said in order to maintain the sensations he was eliciting from her.

You had Fred and I in mind, right? When he asked, she frantically agreed and looked down to find his mouth inches from her left breast, so close she could feel his breath through her shirt. "Was this the sort of thing you had in mind?" Before she could respond, his tongue closed around her nipple. He licked and sucked at the fabric of her blouse and the firm peak below before closing his mouth around her nipple. Hermione groaned as the sensation caused her pussy to tremble. He also left a dark, obscene-looking smear directly over her nipple, pushing seductively against the damp fabric of her blouse.

He then proceeded to her other breast, sucking through her shirt with his wet tongue to create two obscene damp patches. The sensation in his mouth was oddly muted by the cloth barrier, but it was still delightful. Her legs trembled at the feel of his mouth, and she unconsciously reached up to grab his head and keep him close to her.

As he licked harder on her nipples, Hermione rocked against him and quavered and moaned as she felt the juice in her already moist puss becoming juicer. Then she felt one hand gently prod and poke at her pussy through her leggings as it snaked along the outside of her thigh and across her butt.The sensation of his tongue on her tits, the cool, damp fabric adhering to her nipples as he switched from breast to breast, and the gentle play of his fingers against the fabric of her leggings had her lost at that point.

Hermione was ready to comply with any request at that point, and eventually he did. Saying, "Do you want my cock, slut?" His other hand finally made its way under her shirt, his fingers warm against her skin, ghosting over her tummy and the curve of her breasts, to rest on one firm, damp nipple, rubbing and petting it. She was still nodding, her hands still grasping his shoulders, breathing deeply, and groaning.

Yes, indeed. In order to save Harry, I need your cock. She pleaded, "Please give me your cock.

Hermione writhed beneath his touch, damp shirt obscenely sticking to her tits where he had licked them to desperate, demanding firmness, and her hips grinding into his other hand, aching for pressure against her sensitive clit. "God you're a horny slut," he mused, starring at Hermione.

Hermione responded without thinking, "Take off your shirt and get on your knees," and she did so with such vigour that it made her tits bounce and jiggle. She then dropped to her knees to bury her helpless face in his crotch and stroke warmly against his leg. She could taste the fabric of his jeans and could smell him all around her as he pressed her face into his dick and felt his fingers in her hair.

Saying, "Do you want this, slut?" She responded with a hushed "yes" as she mouthed at his denim-covered erection, gripped his thighs with her hands, and dug her nails into him in response to his question. Hermione felt his cock through the denim, a hard, hot form that made her sigh in anticipation.

Then, as he pushed her head back, he reached with his fingers to remove his zip, his cock protruding from beneath his pants, and asked the same question again. Saying, "Do you want my cock, slut?"

Hermione did, frantically, and she looked up at him with wide eyes, hoping for him to reward her with a load down her throat and a huge dick in her mouth. As her fingers fumbled him out of his pants, he sprang free, giving her full access to his gorgeous, thick, veiny cock. He then leaned back with his cock protruding offensively from his jeans, urging her to take what she desired.

His head was warm and smooth under Hermione's lips as she gave it a gentle kiss while grinning up at him. She was a good girl who was eager and ready to please. He gripped his shaft and his eyes hardened before slamming his cock on her cheek, lips, and eyes to make it clear who was in charge and that she was his to use today and treat anyway he pleased.

She gave him a long, intent gaze before gobbling him up whole, her tongue caressing the vein that ran up the bottom of his cock as she luxuriated in the hot, heavy fullness in her mouth.

She can't put into words the gut-wrenching sense of righteousness she had as she tasted George's cock and felt him groan and tighten up above her. His dick filled her lips, feeling heavy and warm with a faint tang of sweat, and his eyes were riveted on her as she licked, stroked, and kissed up and down his smooth length.

Her fingers reached around his shaft and twisted as she slurped and devoured his length as he leaned back with a grunt, placing a little touch on her head. His body started to become less tense as he settled into it. His fingers stroked Hermione's hair before twisting it, holding her firmly while his hips raised and he thrust deeply. "Is this what you wanted, slut?" "To get my cock as a whore?" he questioned. She coughed as drool ran down her chin as she gulped around his cock, lost in a fantasy where she was his to use whatever he saw fit, hoping to be rewarded with his sperm...

Even though she tried to draw back and breathe, he kept her head motionless and held her till the very last second before releasing her so she could cough and gush. He then gave her only a brief moment to recuperate before pushing in once more.

"Did you have this in mind when you touched yourself?" When she swallowed his cock, he knew she had been because he leaned forward and reached down to play with her nipples where her breasts were hanging loose. She pressed her nose against his stomach as the movement dragged him down, choking and gasping once more as she ran out of breath. She wailed around his cock while attempting to breathe as he viciously tugged on her nipples and twists, making her pussy tremble. Then, with a long string of drool dripping down her swelling tits, Hermione had to pull back once more while panting hard.

Then, he stepped up and entered her space, slapping his slick cock against her cheek as he grasped her chin and pushed himself back between her lips. He did this while holding Hermione's head still and pumping his hips in and out while she gripped his thighs, trying to resist the assault.

She had no control; George was in charge, and she was forced to submit while he invaded her lips while she was on her knees and gently rocking. It made her even more desperate as she choked and slurped on his relentless cock, drooling on her jiggling, bounced tits as she attempted to keep up with his punishing pace, his fingers hard and unyielding pulling at her hair to keep his cock in her mout. "Take my cock slut," he ordered, "you've been having dreams about this haven't you, dreaming about my cock"

She lost track of how long he continued to fuck her mouth, her cock pistoning in and out without much consideration for her enjoyment or her capacity to breathe. Hermione was dizzy and gasping for air when she felt him clutch her face and sensed his body tensing in anticipation of sperm...his strokes stalled and he buried himself testicles slapping against her chin, cum gushing into her throat and mouth as she battled to control it, needing to breathe so much. It was impossible, and as he backed away, she felt it start to flow out. As his final spurt hit on her cheek, cum began to stream down her chin. She sputtered and panted, choking more cum into her hand and letting it drip across her tits. As he stood back and watched the whore he had wrecked choke on his seed, it seemed as though an explosion of cum had filled her to the brim.

She watched him look up, grin warmly, and nod as she knelt on the ground, coughing and out of breath. Come on in, I think this slut is getting ready for round two," he beckoned.

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It took her a while to grasp that Fred had been watching as George fucked her face, had seen her suck his dick like the cockslut she was, and may have even seen her writhe and scream as he fondled her tits since she was still processing everything.

Hermione briefly felt ashamed of her sexy display and tried to cover it with her hand, but Fred charged and they'd already grabbed an arm each and dragged her back onto the couch with her legs spread wide and her knees bent towards her chest. Her pussy was fully exposed, even though it was concealed by her light grey leggings.

When George pressed a long finger into the centre of her pussy, she couldn't help but scream, turning her head away and covering her eyes in shame as she discovered how wet she was and how much the feel of George's cock in her mouth had aroused her.

He validated her anxiety. He pointed to his twin and said, "This whore's so wet...look, sucking my cock has made her so messy." Fred gave a nod.

"We should clean that up," he said, helping George strip Hermione of her shoes, leggings, and underwear until she was completely exposed, her legs spread wide and her smooth, slick, pussy lips fully on display. The two guys were then able to see her entire body, which was pink and trembling, after Fred inserted his fingers inside her pussy and opened her lips.

As he attempted to close her legs, her sex-fogged mind panicked at that point, reaching down to hide her pussy.
She failed miserably, however, as Fred moved her left leg out of the way, pulled her pouty lips even wider apart, and flicked and rubbed her clit with his other hand while George reached up to remove her wrists and held them flat on her stomach.

Even as his fingers caused her to writhe and groan, he comforted her, calling her "a good girl," adding, "Such a lovely girl, so wet and needy." When George reached up to twist and squeeze her nipples and massage the drier come and drool into her skin, she felt his hands leave hers. As Fred's fingers delved into her folds, massaged her fluids down her thighs, pushed on her clit, made her sigh and breathe hard, she had already ceased offering her token resistance. It simply felt so good that she had stopped caring who touched her.

Hermione was a little taken aback by the direction her day had taken, but oddly subdued by Fred's deft, ingenious fingers manipulating her body. It didn't really occur to her to complain. She simply basked in the ecstasy that was coursing through her as she felt George move while he was sitting next to her on the sofa, his lips coming down to close on one breast again and sucking it deeply while his hand reached across her shoulders to tweak and twist the other. Her hand shot out instinctively to grab his thigh and then his cock as his fingers deeply pinched her as he toyed with her. She shrieked in agony at the sensation, twisting to bury itself in his shoulder.

When she felt Fred's lips on her cunt, she peered down helplessly to see his head wedged between her thighs and his tongue licking her slit in long, deep strokes before biting at her clit, making her writhe and groan. When she felt his teeth softly bite into her clit and his fingers dig deep inside her, pushing and pounding, she knew she was becoming close to cumming because his tongue and fingers were overstimulating her body. She trembled and spasmed, trying desperately to both feel the pleasure and get away from the feeling of overstimulation since it was too much for her brain to handle. He leaned back, watching her tremble and spasm, then dug two fingers deep into Hermione to wring her climax from her. She could feel the flood washing over her as he did so.

The couch and his palm got wet as she squirted, unable to control herself from flailing, as she arrived with a keening shout, spasming around his fingers. She was completely absorbed in the experience, her mind occupied only by the disgusting squelching sound made as his fingers pounded inside of her and the mouthwatering sensation it provided her. She delightedly observed him draw back and shake George's hand while pouring with sweat. "Fuck she's a dirty slut," he said to George.

George chuckled. It seemed the best and most natural choice in the world to let them to fuck her messy pussy, bareback, in front of George, as he suggested, "Let's try her cunt." After all, she was just a cockslut who needed to be exploited as a fuckdoll for them to enjoy.

Fred, who had taken George at his word, wiped his hand on his trousers before removing his shoes and clothes and reached for his zip. Her thighs were grabbed by his powerful hands, who pulled her forward till she was stretched on the couch with her ass hanging off the end of the cushion and her legs spread out at his mercy. He was as thick and long as George but deliciously hard, with a dark purple cock, hair that bristled at the base, and low-hanging balls.

While Fred lined up and stroked his hand several times up and down her dripping slit while holding her hip with one large palm to keep her submissive, George stared idly. With a loud moan, he gently entered her, plunging himself so deeply that she could feel his balls rubbing against her ass. His presence caused her entire body to convulse, and she let out a guttural groan as she accepted his cock with his huge hands keeping her waist still. He continued to drag out and push back in, slowing down even more this time and revelling in the friction. He withdrew once more before starting to fuck her with calculated, forceful, and deep strokes that left her gasping for air.

She felt George shift on the couch, stand to strip, and then squat awkwardly so that his cock slapped against her face until she turned around and opened her mouth to mouth at what she could reach. George obviously wanted to join in the fun. She was a mindless slut by this point, desperate to suck and fuck any cock she could to keep the pleasure going, so although craning her neck to take him wasn't ideal, she did it nonetheless.

In search of a more intense experience, Fred pounded her pussy vigorously while dragging her hips up and off the couch. As soon as he was fully grabbing her ass and hips, he continued to keep his hard cock buried deep inside her while moving her body up and down his cock and drilling into her. She could only suck his cock because he was physically able to raise her off the couch. Her body trembled with Fred's thrusts, her limbs flailing as he pushed so far into her, and a shrill, keening howl fell from her lips as she felt George's dick slip from her mouth.

He repeatedly thrusted into her, pinning her down and causing her tits to bounce and quiver as he nailed her. He was determined to find his release as he reamed her pussy, his face contorted in concentration. His breath was coming out in harsh grunts. Hermione's body trembled as she struggled to hold on to the couch cushions to prevent herself from tumbling, her back arching, her mouth open in a scream.

Hermione felt George slither around behind her on the couch, grab her head to keep it steady, force his hard cock back against her panting lips, slide into her mouth, and muffle her screams even as he gave her a powerful fuck that left her gasping for air.

With two demanding cocks spearing her, another orgasm was rushing mercilessly closer as she desperately attempted to breathe. She returned in an abrupt and overwhelming drive, her howls muffled by the cock lodged in her mouth until she felt as though she was drowning and was choking on sensation. Her face turned red, and her eyes began to well up with tears as Fred's driving rhythm faltered and he buried himself deep within her with a yell, his cum floods into her and coating her insides.

His hips twitched for a long time as her muscles spasmed, but eventually, he stopped, relaxed, and pulled away, dribbling come out of her pussy and down her crack. As George's cock fell from her lips as she lost control once again from the final drag of his cock and the sensation of hot sperm dripping out of her damaged pussy, he left her a twitching, quivering wreck.

While Fred stood there panting and glaring down at the cum-covered slut in front of him, the woman lay there panting, still trembling, feeling warm cum flowing down to drip onto the couch. When she was pulled off the couch and onto her feet, staggering and with hazy eyes, George instantly stood before her and grabbed her hips.

He once more slid onto the couch, this time dragging her back until she was straddling his knees. He then lined up his cock and dragged her back till she was sinking onto it. Hermione let out a deep groan as he glided in effortlessly, cum greasing the way, although it took her a while to get used to it.

Later, she had a painful smack on her butt cheek. She moved in response to George's command to "come on, slut," her head drooping in ecstasy as she stroked herself up and down his rigid length and her eyes glued to Fred standing in front of her, observing them. Her delicate, plump pussy felt amazing on the new cock, and soon she bounced enthusiastically with her huge tits lifting and jiggling with each motion.

With one hand moving up and down his cum-covered dick while he stood there watching, Fred's eyes were riveted on hers. She couldn't help but reach up to play with her tits, tugging and twisting her nipples before running her fingers over her hair, curls bouncing, a wanton whore showing off as he stared. She felt so hot from the feel of his gaze, focused with captivated attention on her slutty exhibition.

She moved her hands down her body to her sloppy pussy, caressing it then exhibiting it, teasing her clit, displaying off to Fred, making the feeling of the cock inside her even more delectable. George's hands came up to grab and massage her tits suddenly, twisting her nipples to make her jump at the sensation.

Hermione was unfocused and in need, just a slut bounced fervently on a hard cock, pulling her sensitive pussy upward and downward in unrelenting, frantic pursuit of bliss when George decided that it was time to change spots and, one arm around her hips to hold his dick deep within her, pushed to stand, hands pushing on her back till she had bent her double, ass in the air, the hands resting on the table.

Her hanging tits began to swing as she gasped for air and steadied herself against the table to prevent falling forward as his hips twitched, fingers tightened around her waist, and cocked into her tender pussy. His hips suddenly accelerated, pounding at her like a jackrabbit while his balls slapped her clit furiously. Before he could cum, Fred grabbed both of her arms and swung them around so she was bracing herself on his hips, his jutting cock swaying in front of her eyes. She had assumed he was going to cum.

She was propelled forward by George's hands on her hips, swallowing Fred's cock as she gagged on his firm length and tasting her dwindling pussy juice.Her thoughts slipped further and farther into a state of blank, desperate needing ecstasy as she felt that cock fucking her face and as George's cock continued to pump in her juicy cunt. The only sounds in the room for extended periods of time were balls smacking on her clit, a hard cock squeezing a sloppy, wet pussy, heavy breathing, and her own gagging and slurping as she squeezed Fred's dick.

Hermione watched as three bodies trembled and groaned, but all too quickly it was done. She had the impression that she was floating outside of her body. As Fred's steadying hands left her hips, she felt George pull back, allowing her body to tumble forward into his embrace. She was slack and panting, blissed out on pleasure and aching to be filled once again.

When she was being handled, she heard George's voice. Before she knew it, Fred was seated on the edge of the table, pulling her in front of him, and roughing her down onto his hard cock. "You fuck her cunt...I wants that ass," he said.

Hermione gasped as he fucked her up again, bouncing a few times, enjoying the slip and drag rubbing her tender pussy, until he leaned back, lying down on the table, and pulled her over him, with her cock still buried inside of her and her legs falling open. His hands held her waist steady as she buried her face in his neck.

She felt fingers splitting her ass cheeks, softly circling the sweaty, cum-covered rim, pushing through her asshole, and stretching her open while they were still for a little minute. The moment Fred felt Hermione squirm around his cock and cause them to groan, he reached out to kiss her, sucking on her tongue and lips as he owned her mouth, his stubble grazing Hermione's delicate skin. Hermione couldn't help but shiver and arch her back at the sensation.

She could still feel the dick of Fred filling her pussy as he awaited almost motionlessly for her twin brother to stretch her hole to his delight. She could also still feel the fingers playing with and stretching her ass. Fred's harsh kiss snatched her gasping breaths at the almost gentle, almost terrible sensation, sending her frantic and anxious to wriggle and squirm in order to get that delicious friction from the cock inside of her.

When the fingers that had been exploring her asshole pulled back, she felt George advance and stab her tight asshole with the tip of his cock while persistently pressing in, pulling out, and pressing deeper. She had been so close to being completely satisfied.

She couldn't help tensing her muscles in response to the intrusion, groaning loudly and deeply as the cock in her ass flexed her inner walls. She squeezed the cock until it was buried deep in her pussy, causing Fred to scream as well, and her hips automatically buck out of an instinctive desire for friction and sensation. All three of them groaned in response to the sensation of her ass sucking deeper into her employer's dick as a result of his reaction pushing her hips upward.

She felt herself float, drowned in an ocean of pain and pleasure, as she was trapped in the midst, at the mercy of two hard cocks, and could only react to their agonisingly slow movements as she was speared like prey, unable to flee. Then they began to move in unison, one going deeper and one pulling back, pressing her against their hips below and pulling her up and down their cocks above them. As the movement accelerated and became easier, it eventually became frenzied, until she was once more a gasping, writhing slut lost in wanton pleasure.

Hermione began to howl, a breathy moan, speechless and mindless with the exquisite feeling of being filled full of cock, their thrusting bringing her over the edge as they used her. As they quickened their tempo, moaning as they fucked into her. Pleasure made her shake and writhe, yet, held firmly as she was, their pistoning hips never slowed and they fucked her until the pleasure got too much, an engulfing wave of feeling, cascading in to pain, her eyes rolled back, sight going black, her sobs silent as she sensed Fred tense, felt her pussy tighten and grasp at his cock as he pulsed within her, muscles shaking, seed spurting into her womb.

She experienced an endless, mindless orgasm as a result of his enjoyment. Hermione was unaware that George was still burying his cock deep inside her as they continued to be jammed together and he continued to fuck her ass while his hips continued to piston forcefully, ruthlessly ramming his cock into her and possibly inducing another orgasm. He never wavered in his assaults on the cock that was still lodged in her pussy, which caused Fred, who was pinned beneath her, to groan and leisurely flick his hips.

George held her motionless as he slammed his cock into her hard, buried in her ass, with a loud groan and one more, forceful push. He gripped her hips until he left bruises. "Fuck yes," George muttered, pressing his hips firmly against hers in an effort to get as much of his sperm inside of her as he could.

She was pushed firmly against Fred, jarring his still-buried cock in her messy pussy, which caused her to wriggle and groan at the amazing sensation of having her battered clit ground against him. In addition to holding her head still with his hands in her hair and a bruising, devouring kiss that owned her mouth as sperm poured into her ass, she sensed Fred's lips and tongue on hers.

The sliding and pop as George's cock came out and she felt warm, sticky sperm trickle down the crack onto Fred's dick gave her the impression that she was about to cum again.

Hermione was still trembling when Fred turned them over and pulled away. She was sweating and confused, with cum collecting on the table beneath her like a limp fucked out doll as more come poured out of her sloppy, damaged holes.

As she lay there groggily staring at the ceilings, she could just make out the twins conversing. She also watched them hurriedly get dressed and grab their phones to take pictures of the slut they had just fucked. She won't deny that it took her some time to complete the cleaning that day, but at least she managed to pick up a few of the helpful tips.

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"Honestly Harry, I think you should come" Hermione said picking up a halter top dress with a flared skirt that only reached her thighs "No one is going to think any less of you. I can take you there, besides only few people are invited".

Hermione slipped the silk dress over her head, her hands moving behind her to tie the top, pulling the skirt snug around her rounded hips and bubble butt. Harry watched licking his lips, his eyes devouring her hungrily.

He watched as Hermione reached forward, slipping her hands beneath the fabric, adjusting her breasts, so round and firm. Breath-taking. She found her favourite feminine perfume and sprayed herself once.

She then bent down putting on the tall heels, delicate straps that were under the bed. Hermione's took each foot carefully, rubbing it with lotion before sliding it into the shoe. She was gorgeous and divine. Her skin was smooth.

Suddenly, Harry felt a sharp pain between his legs and he groaned, his hands putting pressure on the place between his thighs - under his long shirt.

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione asked kneeling besides his chair and he nodded "So are you coming?".

"Why? So that you can wheel me around and show the poor savior of the wizarding world getting trollied around in the room of people like a baby" he spat out in anger.

Hermione sighed, taking a deep breath "I can't with you right now" She said before she got up, taking her small silver purse with her "Andromeda will be here soon, I'll pick you up from her home soon after the party is over" she kissed on his temple once, he grumbled softly before she turned on her heels and disappeared.

The party was set up in a posh style wizarding bar, with the wizengamot members, the important ministry employees and their families were only invited as the minister of magic is going to retire soon. The candidates for the position of new Minister of magic will be announced soon, as said by Kingsley himself.

Hermione wandered around talking to different ministry officials, with a forced smile as she was getting bored by each minute passes and not seeing any familiar faces. She just sat at the bar counter in the party hall, when all of a sudden Draco Malfoy sat on her right, flashing her, a dazzling smile.

"Hello Granger" He said, his eyes going to the top of her hidden cleavage before coming back to settle on her face.

"Hey Hermione" Someone said in a familiar tone and Hermione looked to the left and found Ron, sipping a glass of wine seated on the stool. Beside him and just behind Hermione stood Lucius Malfoy, grinning down at her, his handsome features had slight wrinkles accumulating his age.

"Ms. Granger" said Lucius in his deep soft voice that made her mind off for a minute before he took her hand and gave a peck on the back of the said hand.

"H-hello guys" The situation of being surrounded by three hot and handsome men, hidden from the other people in a public party hall with their hard bodies and the vicinity of them standing so close to her, almost ready to jump on her made a shiver run down her body and a buzz started going on in between her legs.

Ron smirked knowingly "You see, The two Malfoy's here, as the two gentlemen they are, wish to get you to their penthouse and treat you to some nice tasty wine and dine".

"It's alright. Actually, I have to get back soon to pick up Harry from Andromeda's tonight" She said daringly.

The three men looked at each other before Lucius spoke "I should thank you, Ms. Granger for bringing in the order of making to work the muggle devices inside the wizarding world, for a few days now I've been enjoying its real purpose".

Ron scoffed and took out his mobile before switching on to playing a video. Hermione's eyes widened and she realized she forgot to check on the group for the latest video released by Fred and George.

The video began playing, and there she was on the floor, on her knees before George as he face-fucked her, spit and pre cum dribbled out of her mouth and dripped off her chin to the floor.

There was the next clip showing her riding Fred, while sucking George followed by another of George and Fred fucking her ass and pussy at the same time.

Ron then leaned forward, closer to her ear and whispered "Quit acting you sexy minx. I know you would love to touch and taste those cocks" she gulped, breathing heavily in anticipation "I'm with Lav here today, or else you know I would have smashed that cute little arse of yours" she moaned a little as soon as he finished saying that and he got up chuckling.

Lucius took his seat as Ron walked behind her before and leaned forward over her shoulder, ordering another drink "Don't forget about the ritual Hermione, six more cocks to go not adding tonight. Take good care of them" he said picking up his new drink, hand lightly touching the side of her breasts as he turned and left.

"So Granger, what do you say" Draco leaned forward expectantly, his grey eyes sparkling in mirth adding beauty to his gorgeous face.

"Won't your misseses mind?" She was already eager to go with them.

"They don't want to come to the party. Besides, we can end our private get together soon if you want" Lucius answered for her, his hand softly stroking her exposed knee, making her skin tingle. Lucius has always been a respectful man towards her since the moment he joined the good side. Although, he called her once in the first year he had apologized countless times to her for the mistakes, Draco too.

"Alright. I'll go with you" She said smiling.
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There were a few staff present to serve as Hermione, Draco, and Lucius were dining at dinnertime at the Malfoy family penthouse while also enjoying a tiny dessert. The elder Malfoy then made a very understated yet thoughtful gift to Hermione by giving her a diamond-encrusted necklace.

Without knowing what was in store for her that night, it kind of felt like a dinner date to Hermione, and the idea of spending the night naked with the two attractive men—father and son—together in the same bed while she got to enjoy their cocks made her so wet.

She had enough alcohol to calm her nervousness and the excitement that was engulfing her, which caused her to giggle as the three of them ascended to the master bedroom, her high heels clacking against the marble floor. Then, in order to have the finest visual, Lucius turned on all of the room's lights, while Draco shut the blinds and drapes to provide the most seclusion.

Hermione prepares for the day by using the loo. The bathroom tap in the room where the father and son were standing shut off, and then there were a few clacks of heels on the floor before she landed on the carpet. She had a really sinister grin on her face and the right dress strap was already pushed down her shoulder when she emerged from behind the wall and came into their line of sight. Both of the males were instantly hardened by the picture and the anticipation.

Draco sprang up and exclaimed, "Fuck....Merlin, in person you're even sexier than in the videos!"

Simply returning Draco's bashful grin, Hermione motioned for him to take a seat once more. "First and foremost, Draco, respect the elders. So, when it's your turn, your father will let you know," she whispered seductively as she sauntered over to Lucius.

Lucius remarked, "You look so hot, Ms. Granger," as she grabbed hold of his shirt and began to take it off. As they started to undress, he kissed her while appearing to be unaware of the onlooker. They didn't slow down at all since they were so excited. While they were still kissing, Hermione hurriedly took off Lucius's coat, tie, and shirt before pushing him playfully onto the bed.

She then slipped her dress all the way down, showing off her black strapless lacy bra and matching thong while still keeping her back to him. She asked, alluding to the high heels, "Keep those on, I assume?" as she stepped out of the outfit.

"The shoes And the jewellery as well," replied Lucius. Hermione was well aware of how sexy she seemed in high heels. She then climbed into bed with him and started removing his trousers, starting with the belt, moving on to the button and then ripping them off entirely. While Draco observed them, they were both now wearing only their pants.

Hermione climbed on top of Lucius, and as their hands circled each other's bodies, they made out. As her tongue probed his mouth, Hermione reached inside his pants and grabbed his rock-hard dick. He answered by locating the bra's clasp and releasing it, which made the top fall off her chest. As they continued to make out, Lucius gave Hermione's naked boobs a firm squeeze. His right hand inside her thong at that point.

When Lucius' finger accidentally touched Hermione's pussy, which was already quite moist, she screamed into his lips and fought him off more quickly. She pulled away after giving him finger fists for a minute, slipped down his body and took off his pants. He briefly felt nervous about being exposed in front of his kid, but as soon as Hermione started sucking him off, the unease vanished.

Hermione grasped the bottom of his cock and sucked up and down the length as he complimented her while running his hand over her brown hair. Her mouth was watering from his prick as she looked up at him with those stunning brown eyes, and Lucius assisted her in keeping her hair out of her face. She let him a few more minutes of blowing before they exchanged places.

He delicately pulled the thong around Hermione's heels while she was lying on her back, moving it down to her ankles. Hermione lifted her legs and spread them as he tossed the robe aside. Without pausing, Lucius jumped right in, forcing her thighs apart as his tongue began to probe her tender place.

As he devoured her, Hermione gripped his shoulders, sobbed, and threw her head back onto the pillow. After a short while, she raised her legs and encircled Lucius's head with them, pressing his face firmly against her cunt to make him feel the sweet aroma of her womanhood.

Hermione would tighten her thighs round Lucius' head as he licked harder as she crushed his head against her crotch, and the cycle would repeat. The first time she came that night, her juices filling his mouth, her murmurs transformed into cries, then into screams. Even before they started, she was totally into it and turned on!

As Hermione's climax tore through her, her lovely body went rigid and wild moans gushed out of her pretty mouth, almost squeezing his head with her thighs. Hermione eventually loosened her legs enough after her orgasm had lessened a little enough that Lucius could step back and have a chance to wipe her moisture off his chin and breathe some fresh air.

He looked down at the little girl, and she was already sweating and panting like she had just finished a hard workout, and he told her that there was much more to come. Hermione giggled while still recovering her breath and insisted she couldn't wait for more.

He then initially turned back to Draco at that point. Even though his son had patiently waited for his turn and was very than prepared, he still wanted to put his dick in the young pussy right then. In addition, he still had ideas for Hermione to further suck him, so he got out of bed and watched as Draco sat down next to Hermione, who was just wearing heels, jewellery, and perspiration.

She raised and spread each of her legs for Draco as he knelt in front of her. The young Malfoy had stripped off while making his way to the bed, and as he glanced down at those enormous boobs, flat stomach, and hairless pussy, he realised that he was in for a treat. While Hermione's enticing high-heeled legs strained for the ceiling, Draco simply wanted to lodge his penis into her right there and then. However, he had other ideas and leaned forward, placing his face exactly where his father's had been a minute earlier.

Draco placed his mouth against Hermione's sacred opening while stroking his tongue over the spot where Lucius had been two minutes ago. He then moved his hands below Hermione's gorgeous ass.

Lucius was crazed with want as Hermione grasped the quilt on either side of her and curled her legs around Draco's head. Draco was also extremely picking on Hermione. Her knees trapped his head in her erotic trap as his hands beneath her forced her pussy up to his mouth. Hermione whimpered and groaned while Draco nibbled on her twat, closed her eyes and savouring the pleasure of two men alternately enjoying her delectable pussy.

Lucius, meanwhile, couldn't help but wank off a little. Even though nothing was more fun than having sex with her, watching her entire body writhe in pleasure and her lightly tanned pale skin glisten with sweat was hotter than he could have imagined. Her sexy legs encircled around Draco's head and locked at her ankles, a pair of silver anklet glinting in the light, just like the polish on her fingernails that were exposed through the front of her heels.

For a brief period, Lucius seemed to be in a daze as he watched his son devour the priceless young minx up until Hermione experienced her second orgasm of the evening, moaning with each surge of pleasure.

She came, gripped the blanket that was covering her, and once more shut her eyes as she relished having two different guys treat her to the pleasures of oral delight. Draco drew away, Hermione opened her eyes, and Draco asked Lucius, "Can I fuck her first father?" as the climax still raged through her.

Lucius smirked and uttered, with barely audible effort because he was so aroused, "Go for it son."

The only cock Hermione had ever fucked that could compare to Draco's was Ron's monster one, but it had been a few days and she was still a little worried about letting big cocks spoil her tight pussy. Hermione gulped in terror as she stared at Draco's cock.

She obediently got down on her hands and knees, pointing her ass in Draco's direction and waiting for him to act. Lucius decided to observe for only a few minutes as he got up and moved closer.

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Draco joined her on the bed, knelt behind her, one hand on her back, and directed his cock towards Hermione's cherished opening with the other. As his son slowly pushed into this stunning, seductive young woman from behind, Lucius observed.

"Fuck!" As he burrowed himself within Hermione, Draco shouted. "She's so tight!" Draco started to pump back and forth, in and out of Hermione as she grinned anguish-stricken and curled her fingernails into the sheets. One of the sexiest woman Lucius had ever seen gave him a hard dick while he watched, stroking himself a little.

Draco thrust her forth and back while she swayed back and forth, her eyes on Lucius the entire time and a smile on her face.

After a short while, Lucius joined them on the bed and took a position in front of Hermione to observe his son steadily pounding the young woman's pussy. "Do you like seeing me get pounded by your son, Lucius?" Hermione asked with a seductive look. Lucius simply nodded in agreement before holding up his cock. She asked in her seductive voice, "Do you want me fucked at both ends?" He nodded once more, still unable to form words.

Hermione then opened her mouth as she got hold of his prick with one hand and supported herself with the other as she bobbed forward into Lucius while carrying Draco's pumping behind her. Her hair rubbed across Lucius' stomach as he remained still to allow her to align his cock with her mouth. Her necklace flew out and rattled beneath her chin.

Hermione's body shook back and forth as she was trapped between Draco and him, penetrated at either end while the father and son combination split-roasted her on their loft bed as Lucius moaned while remaining motionless. For a few minutes, Draco continued to slam Hermione from behind as he watched her blow his father while getting her pussy fucked.

After a brief pause, Hermione withdrew her mouth away from Lucius. She continued to stroke his penis while gazing over her shoulder, and then she pushed back on Draco's cock to tell him to stop. When Draco finally remained motionless, Hermione turned back to Lucius and gave his dick another go in her warm, moist mouth. This time, she planted both hands on the mattress and slipped her lovely body between the two Malfoy men like one of those muggle slinkies.

Hermione was burying their cocks in each other's mouths and cunts for several minutes as Draco held the heels of her shoes and Lucius ran his hands through her gorgeous hair. Finally, when she returned for the third time that night, she stopped writhing around Lucius' cock and her body trembled slightly from another climax.

At that point, Lucius was about to cuff as well, and Draco, he surmises, wasn't far behind. "Draco, are you ready for it?" Lucius said.

Hermione wanted to inquire what "it" was or something even sexier than that, but she froze out of fear and excitement before her mind registered — or, at least, she hoped it did — what they were discussing. "Do you want to sandwich me, Mr. Malfoy?" she murmured in a low voice as she backed away from Lucius's cock and raised her head to face him.

"Don't start making cum before we do, darling!" He spoke. Lucius can't express enough how he couldn't believe his good fortune. He came close to self-pinching. The next thing he knew, the three of them had rearranged themselves on the bed, with Lucius lying first on his back while Hermione lavishly lubricated both their privates.

She then ascended him, placing her knees on either side of his legs as she slid her cunt onto Lucius's cock, which was at last at home. Draco then crept up behind them as they got ready to double-pinch Hermione.

Hermione said in a low voice, "Fuck me in both holes." Lucius nearly wished she would stop using such sensual language. Almost. If they weren't careful, he was going to cum too soon! Hermione and he kissed while she slowly rotated her hips, grinding on him until Draco very, very slowly slipped his dick into her ass with the aid of a tone of lubricant.

Hermione let out a quick, sharp moan as a large cock pierced her in the ass, and then she threw her head on Lucius's shoulder and buried her face in his neck as he massaged her back to ease any pain.

The sensations that followed were unbearable. The hottest thing he had ever experienced was without a doubt feeling Draco's dick push in beside his, separated only by a membrane that specified her asshole and pussy, clenching Hermione's already tight cunt around his member, not to mention the mere thought that the hot woman was getting double-stuffed as her sexiness required. Lust for the amazing girl was the driving force behind everything.

"Oh, Hermione!" While shifting upward and screaming, Lucius rammed his manhood as deeply into her shrine as he could.

"Holy sh*t!" Draco shouted. He said, "You're a fucking goddess! so damn tight." Despite her unquestionable anguish, Hermione lifted her head and smiled wildly, expressing how gorgeous she felt at the time.

Her large breasts were hovering over Lucius' face as she swiftly brushed her hair out of her face with one hand and held herself up between the two male bodies that had double-penetrated her. She then gave him a beautiful grin as she cast longing glances down at him.

She leaned in for a kiss and murmured, "How good does it feel to fuck me along with your son?" After kissing Hermione, he moaned and struggled to respond to her other than to say that it felt fantastic while his son remained motionless in her ass, especially with how tight her pussy was.

The three of them remained nearly motionless for a brief period of time, partially out of consideration for Hermione's comfort as she was caught defenselessly in the heart of this sex sandwich and was totally at their mercy.

Hermione's pressure was briefly released when Lucius pulled back before he pushed back in, that tight cunt welcoming him back in. Draco had the foresight to move away while his father pushed in, enabling his admission to go more smoothly. At poor Hermione's expense, they practised that move a few times, very slowly and clumsily at first, until they began to get the hang of it.

Hermione screamed a few times before pressing her head into Lucius' neck. Hermione began to relax considerably as Draco and Lucius gently and methodically raped her until it was obvious that she had successfully adjusted to her circumstances. Soon, they were making smoother entrances and exits from Hermione.

Draco held onto her shoulders, easing his cock into her well-lubricated asshole while maintaining a firm grasp on her hips and switching off with his father's thrusts into the seductive muggle-born witch. He could feel her shoulders relaxing as he did so.

Hermione, who was still gasping for oxygen, lifted her head from Lucius' neck and grinned broadly at him. Her body and hair were slowly swaying forward and backward as two men alternately pressed on Hermione's body at the other end. She and he embraced one other in another passionate kiss as they descended even farther into vice.

Hermione gave them both consent to move more quickly while they were making out and taking deep breaths. As they delicately poked her ass and pussy at this point, Lucius realised that she was actually rubbing up against them. Hermione was thoroughly loving the double penetration, discomfort or not, much to his delight!

Hermione didn't need to say anything else. Just as she finished speaking, Lucius started to press deeper and faster into that goldmine of a body while still clutching to her shoulders and fighting with his tongue in her mouth.

Draco took a moment to get back into the swing of sawing in and out of her, but soon he was likewise robbing Hermione of her ass with the same vigour and speed that his father was stuffing her twat. Hermione tensed up once again as they double-fucked her more quickly, but this time it was different. Instead of agony, arousal was the cause this time.

Draco and Lucius filled Hermione to the brim as she shook and writhed between them in no time as they were slowly pumping in and out of both of her holes. After kissing Lucius for a while, she began to draw away, arching her back and keeping herself between their thrusting bodies while the Malfoys clung firmly to their shared sandwich meat.

Hermione put her hands on Lucius' shoulders, closed her eyes, and let out a loud sigh. Her hair fell in her face, and her boobs jiggled right in front of his eyes. He began to nail her harder as he became more enthused, which caused her to cry out more loudly and prompted Draco follow his father as he penetrated Hermione. Lucius took one of Hermione's boobs up and sucked on her tit while maintaining his stride. As his tongue and lips played with one of her nipples before moving to the other, she clearly moaned. "Oooh! Keep going", she pleaded. "The two of you. My God! Go on!" She didn't have to be concerned because Draco and Lucius had no plans to slow down just yet.

Draco complimented her while kissing and sucking her boobs, pushing her to take on such a risky and audacious task as this threesome, let alone the double penetration. "Granger, you are so damn hot!" While sweat started to gather all over his father and mixed with the moisture that was already covering her, he groaned, his breath becoming increasingly laboured. "You take two cocks so effortlessly! You were designed to do this". As she endured the constant pounding of two pulsing members in each of her holes, she grinned while her eyes were still closed.

She was being sawed in and out by Draco and Lucius like two pistons. While grunts, groans, and moans joined the sound of the creaking mattress, wet slapping of flesh on flesh, and Hermione's juicy holes, the aroma of her pussy rose to mix with that of their sweating and fill the air.

Hermione's holes paradoxically got widened and yet kept so tight as both the men gave her the pounding she deserved as two cocks competed for room inside her tight, hot body.

They eventually discovered Hermione was attempting to induce orgasm, which would have been a tremendous advantage for her second double penetration. Unfortunately, despite her tensing and grinding, she wasn't able to accomplish it.

"Fuck!" Exasperated, she swore. "I was so near." Even though the men were getting very close, they weren't quite prepared for this surreal encounter to be over. Lucius then advised shifting into a different position.

Three sweat-drenched bodies split apart for a brief second and then rearranged themselves on the bed. Hermione mounted Draco with her ass while her heaving breasts was facing Lucius, and she bent over his cock to slowly reintroduce it into her asshole. Draco was lying on his back. This time, she only yelled a tiny bit when the third-wheel's of his monster cock pierced her.

As Lucius drew near to them, she began to breathe heavily once more. Hermione smiled and stretched her legs wide, giving him a magnificent view of her open pussy and packed anus after he knelt down in front of them. The beautiful display was made even more stunning by the reality that she was just wearing high heels and a few pieces of jewellery.

Hermione was already very exhausted by this point, contrary to what Lucius sort of expecting her to say. He slid into the action, placing her legs on his thighs while using one hand to position himself on her boob and the other to direct his cock back into her petite, love canal. Her smile told him all he needed to know.

Hermione cried out the loudest of the three of them as the men continued to sink their balls deep within her.

It took a little longer to get used to this position. Everyone kind of writhed there, trying to find the most comfy position, and breathed heavily and grumbled a little. As they all settled in, Hermione and the guys kissed a few times. Eventually, Draco lay flat on his back with Hermione lying in line to him, his chin resting on her right shoulder (with, of course, his cock still wedged in her ass).

Hermione's legs were curled around Lucius's waist at this time, and Draco used the opportunity to grab her breasts. Lucius then followed Draco's lead and began slowly pounding into Hermione's pussy as his son did the same thing in her ass.

They rapidly synchronised within Hermione as their cocks dove in and out of her incredible holes, picking up the pace almost immediately. She once more wore that coy, malicious look, rolling her eyes back into her head and fluttering them shut as she handled the constant double penetration far better than he had anticipated.

Lucius was still attempting to gain stability while Draco and Lucius pushed into and out of Hermione. She and he were both slippery from perspiration, which made it difficult for him to grip her, and from this position, he was almost visibly uneasy.

Lucius reasoned that stepping over her thigh with one of his legs would offer him more stability and allow him to plough deeper into her. Hermione's shocked groan was the only sound Hermione made when he briefly withdrew. He moved quickly to position her right thigh between his and Draco's, then quickly inserted his rock-hard penis again into Hermione's rigid, wet pussy. As Draco continued to pound Hermione's ass from below as Lucius was rearranging atop them, she opened her mouth to chuckle as she saw them. Draco continued to ram Hermione's ass while Lucius was rearranging atop them.

Draco noticed that Lucius was leaning over Hermione more and slid his hands down to her hips, allowing Lucius to steady himself with one hand on Hermione's right boob and the other holding onto the headboard as he looked down at the incredibly seductive witch who was moaning and giggling as she repeatedly took the two cocks that plunged in and out of her.

Hermione was overcome by the feelings, which included the knowledge that she was being double-penetrated, the tremendous heat that made her body sweat profusely and glow in the low light, and the constant slapping of flesh against flesh as the bed creaked beneath them. As Hermione took it all in and the men concentrated on giving the lovely goddess the fucking she wanted and deserved, she nearly forgot to breathe.

Draco was genuinely unable to say for how long he and his father double-teamed Hermione. It paradoxically felt both like a glorious eternity and way too brief. It might have taken 20 minutes or perhaps a few. The men's eyes alternated between seeing two cocks slip in and out of her and catching her eye line as she trembled between two bodies in this diabolical sex sandwich. Time seemed to stand still in their world.

They felt blissfully lost in their small world of depravity on the penthouse bed as the groaning and panting of three people filled their ears along with all the other sounds produced by their sex.

Hermione interrupted a kiss with, "I wanna cum." They were uncertain what was stopping her, but it seems out that Hermione was having trouble climaxing due to Draco's enormous cock pushing into her ass because it was only her second time getting used to double penetration.

Lucius had the option to momentarily leave or remain inside her while Draco finished his work because she required him to stop, but she also gave him the chance to finish in her behind. Lucius opted for the latter, standing still as his son railed Hermione's ass as forcefully and quickly as he could to fully satisfy his passion.

Hermione's cunt tightened indescribably as the second cock drove in and out of her ass, and Lucius couldn't help but softly make love to her while he felt it.

Hermione, on the other hand, admittedly didn't like getting her ass hard fucked as much as the men did. She clenched her teeth and shut her eyes while remaining a good sport despite obviously feeling discomfort.

All they could think of was to kiss her, so they did just that. Draco cursed, gripped Hermione's hips tightly, and ploughed her ass until, finally, he moaned loudly and entered Hermione's ass.

"Say my name!" She exploded, breaking free of their kiss.

He yelled as he entered her ass, "Hermione! Oh, Hermione, fuck!"

"Yes! Say my name while you shoot your cum in my ass". She demanded. Draco yelled out her name in the midst of his climax, and Hermione turned her head to look up at Lucius and grinned at him. It seemed as though she now owned his son.

As his cum started to stream out, giving Hermione a creampie in her ass, Draco stopped and took a breath. Hermione asked Lucius to make her cum as soon as Draco stopped moving, so he set to work with all the motivation he could muster as they kissed, groped, and made passionate love on top of Draco.

Hermione's pussy was still incredibly tight from his son's cock still being pretty hard in her ass, and Lucius' hard dick hammered on it. He gave her a brutal in-and-out pump. His mouth took turns in Hermione's mouth and her boobs.

Hermione's left leg, which wasn't restrained, kicked straight out, her lovely high heel pointing upward. Later, it started to curl back towards Lucius until it was around his waist. Lucius finally sensed Hermione tensing up and getting ready for her fourth night of orgasms. Her breath became increasingly laboured as the heel of her shoe began to stab into Lucius's ass and her claws dug into his shoulder blades.

Hermione urged, "Keep going," in between breaths. "Go ahead. Make me cum on your cock. While your son's cock is in my ass, make me cum on your cock". She was pushed over the edge by what he did, as shown by her shriek and trembling body.

He made sure to give her many well-timed drives into her throughout her climax, each of which caused her to groan and spasm again as her body continued to rock with her orgasm. Her peak lasted for about a minute.

Hermione finally asked in a seductive tone, "Do you wish to finish on my face?" as her cumming ceased. Draco had just a moment to escape from under Hermione before Lucius withdrew, far from ready to cum. When Draco went out of bed and Hermione lay on her back, Lucius sat on over her and pointed his cock directly at the goddess's face.

The craziest night of his life came to a suitable conclusion as several powerful spurts of semen gushed from his prick and covered Hermione's attractive face from the top to the bottom. Within a few moments, he was cumming. With varying degrees of success, he did his best to avert her eyes. By the time he was finished, he had applied enough man juice to cover Hermione's forehead, chin, mouth, and right cheek. He also lightly coated her hair.

All the excitation from viewing her films with the whatsapp group had helped his balls release on on top of whatever had already been building up. He had made sure to save up an especially large load for her.

"Fuck!" Draco followed suit and laid on Hermione's other side while Lucius groaned and collapsed next to her, his come dripping down the lines of her face. She simply smiled and laughed, completely at ease even though she was undoubtedly sore from having just experienced the most furious poundings.

Lucius's cum began to flow down Hermione's neck and even over to her boobs as she sat up, grinning from ear to ear.

"How was it?" Draco questioned her.

She described it as "intense, but in an enjoyable way. Occasionally unpleasant yet a lot of fun. If the ritual hadn't demanded that I stop right away with a man, I might have performed it again."

"Good! sufficient for me," answered Lucius.

She questioned, "And you? Had you guys a good time?"

Draco grinned. "Hell yes," he replied. "You looked really hot. Granger, I had no clue you could manage two cocks so effortlessly."

She grinned and replied, "Oh, I'm certain I would like more," before strutting to the washroom to clean off as both the men watched her jiggling back, surprised as she accepted that she would like more cocks.

"I like to know about this ritual a bit more" Draco called out.

"I'll explain when I'm all set to go," She mentioned peering out.

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Hermione walked into the old ministry library, clutching her handbag over her shoulder and looking around for the two familiar heads.

She doesn't need to search more carefully anyway as the whole place was empty except for two of the handsome men sitting at a table with a big book spread in front of them.

She froze looking at them both, remembering how their cocks felt inside her while their hard body was wrapped around hers. Her mind travelled to one of her wet dreams of her in a library with Ron and Draco, ravishing her on the desk, her hands and legs spread instead of the book's.

She sighed, stopping herself from remembering the lewd dreams and walking forward to smile at them. Both the men grinned at her, Ron lovingly and Draco mischievously - as if remembering last night's events.

"Come on Malfoy, shut it" Ron chastised but still smiling.

"I'm not even opening my mouth Weasley" Draco scoffed.

"You don't have to" Ron smirked "She is already squirming".

Hermione glared at them "Why did you guys call me? To just have fun wasting my time while trolling me, I suppose".

Draco chuckled "No sorry, just sit here.... come on" he said gesturing to the nearby chair between himself and Ron. Hermione took the seat and frowned curious at the opened book on the table.

"What is it?"

"Well it's good news" Ron said but without much happiness "The ritual is fake. The promise of you fucking twelve men is never needed, Harry got alive because of the treatment and he got cut off at the waist due to the curse that hit him".

"What?!" She asked shocked "Pedro lied to me, everything is a lie then?" She asked gaping "Oh, I'm gonna kill that bastard!".

"Everything, yes!" Draco nodded "From the moment you kissed Harry with your mouth full of all our cum and till yesterday night when I rocked your world, nothing was needed".

Ron and Hermione both glared at him before Ron glanced at her "Also there won't be any need for you to kill him, today is his last morning. He had been kissed in azhkaban".

"He was Lucky" She scoffed "It would have been much worse in my hand".

"Well anyway...." Draco drew "There is also bad news"

"What is it now" She asked a little scared.

"Since he made you do some things in the st. Mungo's on that day, you have been affected by a curse too" Ron sighed "It's called 12 men curse".

"12 men curse!" She gasped. Hermione heard of it before, it is some sort of strange black magic that is associated with sexual slavery.

"It's used for locking magic less women in the dungeons of rich men. Since many can't find women in the wizarding world who don't have magic they developed a curse to share that particular woman for sexual pleasure. It has been said that the curse has also been directed on wizards, who lost their magic" Draco said in a smug tone "And for you, that means you can't go on without at least one of our dicks in you for a day or else you can die".

"Oh, no Ron" Hermione turned to her best friend with wide eyes "What am I going to do, I'm locked in a curse now, and I can die?"

"Hermione he is bluffing" Ron sniggered and she looked at Draco as if she was going to sever his bits with her wand "It is true that the curse has got you in a stage where you can't go on a day without one of our..... dicks. But..... it can be controlled if you keep yourself satisfied, you know, by other means".

"Oh" She said, taking a deep breath "That's great then, I truly didn't want to cheat on Harry anymore and even though I thought that I was doing all this for him, it didn't mean I was cheating and the guilt had been killing me for a while now".

Hermione stood up smiling happily "Anyway, I just want to put all this behind and started anew with my fiance" Ron and Draco both smiled happily for her.

"We're sorry for anything we did or said in this past week, that offended you" Ron said sheepishly "I hope we can get on being the good friends we had been".

"Ron, I told you I want to put all this behind and just be the normal good girl Hermione" She said clasping both their hands in each of hers "So we don't have to talk about it anymore, what happened is the past and let's just ignore it!"

"Sure" Both men said smirking at each other before Draco opened his mouth "But we're still keeping the group and the photos and videos".
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It is the first time Harry is coming outside after a week of the accident. It suddenly seemed as though the world is new now and he is in a different world.

Wherever he looked he saw sniggering and mocking glances. Harry is so embarrassed, but she is not.

Hermione seemed more happy now, her face bubbling with joy as she pushed his wheel chair through the streets of Diagon alley.

She bathed him, dressed him up in a suit, well a half suit, and then they were on their way coming out of the floo and into the crowds of witches and wizards.

They reached the new shop, a favourite spot for couples, as he heard it two weeks before but an expensive one at that, he had no idea how his fiance managed to book a table in this place.

The shop door opened for them and a tall blonde woman, a Veela, he guessed stood in front of the shop welcoming them inside with a light bow "Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger. What a pleasure!" She crooned.

"Hello" he said and both the women looked down at him and smiled, before Hermione turned to the other woman.

"How are you" She asked.

"Oh, I'm fine mam" the woman said. They smiled awkwardly.

"Err.... The table is ready, I hope" Hermione asked expectantly.

"Oh, how foolish of me" The woman said tapping on the side of her head "Yes. It is, please come in" The place was empty except for the woman, Hermione and himself they were led to a round table with one chair and a candle lighting in the middle.

Hermione hushed something into the woman's ear and she waved her wand, a chair came flying to the table and placed itself across from the one already there "Thank you" She smiled sweetly before she picked Harry up, baby style and placed him onto the newly placed chair.

"You like this place?" Hermione asked winking at Harry, a happy smile on her face.

"Hell yeah" he smiled "How did you manage to get to this place"

"Got a raise in the salary. Guess, who's the new minister candidate" She asked beaming.

"No way" Harry said surprised, smiling proudly at his girlfriend, a feeling of jealousy peeking inside him "When was it announced".

"Shh......" Hermione shushed him "It isn't official yet. Kingsley told me in confidence. Soon the news will be out. I don't know who I'm standing against".

"Is that why all this? We are celebrating your success" Harry asked lightly scoffing and Hermione blushed feeling a bit nervous.

"Of course" She lied "Besides, it's been so long since you came out, I wanted to show you to everyone" her hands grasped his from across and Harry melted, his feelings of betrayal and jealousy flying away.
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Hermione was laying on her back, her long, slender legs hanging over the edge of the mattress. She had a confused appearance. On her back, with her legs slightly apart and her tits standing up, she had a lovely appearance. Her legs were lifted and pushed back towards her chest, revealing a wet slit.

The result was impressive because she had only left a little landing strip on her mons.

Harry spread her legs while holding them in each hand and lowered his lips to taste her. He licked her labia from bottom to top, finishing by lightly brushing her clit. When she let out a loud gasp, he knew he had struck the mark.

Harry continued. He could have continued for hours because they were both having so much fun, but after about five minutes, she was getting close to the climax. She immediately started thrashing the mattress with her arms as she arrived.

Hermione was also quite noisy, and he is confident that someone in the area may have heard of her. Harry simply swallowed her clit into his mouth and kept rubbing it with his tongue. Overall, he's fairly certain she came close to passing out because that delayed her climax for a considerable amount of time.

She was limp and gasping for air as her chest heaved. As she breathed, her tits made a pleasant motion. She opened her lips and gazed up at him while caressing her behind with her hand.

"Come and eat me some more, Harry." Harry was shocked to witness his reserved and academic fiance act in this manner for the first time as she whimpered. Perhaps it's because I'm doing everything for the first time. Harry pondered.

The small, svelte half of Harry's body slid down onto the bed and kissed her feet. Her flawlessly painted toes were engulfed in his tongue. Then he started kissing her legs all the way up. As he ascended, she started massaging her crotch. He grabbed her hand and tossed it aside.

His face was immediately in front of her magnificent, bald pussy when Hermione let out a groan that was like a purr. He gave it a gentle kiss before running his tongue along the slit. Their eyes met when he raised his head. They exchanged smiles before his mouth lowered to her pussy.

Just inside her moistness, Harry ran his tongue along her lips. He once heard her groan. Then, slowly and thoroughly, he stroked his tongue over her clit. Harry placed his hands on her thighs, sped up the flicking of his tongue, covered her clit completely with his mouth, snuck it between his teeth, and bashed it with his tongue.

He could feel Hermione's fingers on the back of his head as she gasped. He was scratching the tops of her thighs while pecking, flicking, and sucking on her genitalia. As she pulled his head closer to her pussy, he could tell she was enjoying herself. "Lick it baby, lick more on mama," she murmured, shocking Harry.

He could feel the moisture at the top of her thighs with his fingers as his hands extended to them. He entered her moist opening with two fingers and started to push in and out with them. Hermione started wailing loudly.

He pulled out his fingers and held them in front of her face. He wrapped them around her lips, and she put them in her mouth. He grabbed them back and reinserted them into her cunt once she had finished sucking them.

As he laid face down between her legs, Harry withdrew his face away from her pussy and started finger fucking her. His thrusts got faster and harder as he started sawing his fingers in and out. His fingers started establishing a rhythmic pumping in and out of her as her nails drove into his head.

Saying, "Yes baby, fucking give it to mommy." She gave orders. Harry screamed loudly before penetrating her more vigorously. Her tits were bouncing when his dwarf body leaped on her, and he gripped them while doing so. She yanked his hair tightly while yelling in agony and delight. Her legs were placed over his shoulders after Harry raised them. She appeared to lose control of her legs as he began to quickly pump her. She was feverishly rubbing her clit as her groaning grew increasingly loud at this point. She pushed him away with her free hand. Just as her cunt started to spray, his fingers suddenly appeared. As water poured forth, her hand was ruthless on her crotch.

Hermione was perplexed for a little period as to what was happening because she remained in that position without him touching her. That is, until she felt Harry's tongue whirling around her arsehole and his arse cheeks being spread. She groaned in surprise before leaning forward on her elbows and pressing her hand on his head to hasten him along. Harry started to stick his tongue into her butt as she started to flick her clit.

She pulled Harry away before turning her back on him while grinning wickedly. On the bed, she knelt down and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

She squirted the lube directly onto Harry's fingers after removing the bottle from the nightstand drawer. She jumped a little as she did this since the lube was so cold, but she soon got over her fear and kneeled down with Harry standing behind her.

Harry put his finger in and massaged the extra lube on her behind. It was snug, but not quite as snug as he had anticipated, and he sort of pondered why. Hermione clung to the bedclothes as I
He kept inserting more of his finger. He began gradually slipping in and out.

Due to her arse hole's tightness, Harry was moaning very loudly. Amazingly pleasant. Then he started to pick up some speed. Hermione was hunched over the bed with her face pressed against the mattress, her hands fiddling with her tits.

"Fuck it hard, baby." Harry began finger fucking her more vigorously as he seized her hair. "Yes, baby, fuck your mommy good." She pleaded. Before letting out a few moans, he gave her arse a couple more strokes. She pleaded with him more, which increased his arousal and caused him to view his partner in a brand-new way.

Hermione was forced to release her inhibitions. She squirted out her pussy as Harry leaned over her back, his teeth digging into her neck. Her pussy gave four or five shots before stopping. His fingers were firmly grasped by her arse, but it quickly nearly spat them back out.

They both lay on the bed, Harry still a little turned on, still imagining Hermione's new mommy kink, and calling herself his mommy was so embarrassing to Harry - due to the size of his body now - that he missed his cock so much.

Hermione smiled as she lay on her side, Harry's small body hugging her long one from behind "Was it any good?".

"It was fantastic baby" She smiled back at him watching as Harry smiled proudly before she turned sighing in relief. As she was about to fall asleep a voice in her head spoke up 'The only thing that was missing was 12 cocks'. She opened her eyes, shocked at her own thinking blinking up at the ceiling.

Chapter Text

On the Sunday morning, Hermione felt two fingers push into the close folds of her pussy, waking her up. She had no idea when she had begun fingering herself or even if she had been awake at first.

The lingering unfulfilled sensation in her hole and clit served as the only indication, Merlin, that the previous few days weren't just a wonderful dream.

She slowly caressed her pussy, almost yearning for the sensation of having no cock for a few days. Her pussy misses a cock so badly even though Harry keeps her content with his fingers and mouth.

It was still fairly early as she peered out of her window into the beautiful, darkening blue sky. She considered getting out of bed, but her fingers kept slipping into her clit and flicking her sore clit. As she starts to concentrate on her memory, her toes curl in the covers.

She recalled Ron, Draco, Theo, and the twins, how their large cock glistened from the juices she had poured into it, and the agony she had experienced with each thrust. She used her fingers as a very poor stand-in for the males while she reenacted the incident in her head.

Although nice, she was ready to get up and prepare for the day after two orgasms. Hermione quickly showered before donning one of Harry's many t-shirts, which he doesn't wear often anymore, and a pair of short, red tight shorts.

Downstairs She believed Andromeda had come to spoil Harry because she had been upstairs and the older witch was actually the only one who bothered getting up this early on Sundays. Harry was eating a bowl of cereal.

She grinned and greeted Andromeda, who was sitting across from her at the table with Harry and eating breakfast. She gave Hermione a brief glance before returning to her bowl.

She tried contacting her mother after breakfast but got her voicemail. She asked her to contact her as soon as she had the chance and left a brief note. The remainder of her morning was quite standard.

The pictures of gigantic dicks lingered in the back of her mind while she completed some unfinished ministry work, showered Harry after Andromeda returned to her house, prepared him coffee, and clothed him in little clothes, then took off for one of her favourite muggle stores.

She allowed her thoughts to wander as she browsed Harry's wardrobe, imagining how she would appear with each dress half pulled down as one of the twelve men tore her cunt apart from behind. She couldn't stand the notion of being so wet that her shorts would seep through for very long.

Since then, no other men have caught her attention because she felt like such a slut for thinking of all of them in that way. Hermione's efforts to keep herself physically satisfied are beginning to fall short.

She came across a few items she liked, all of which were priced so outrageously the designers would have to weep. When she reached the front of the short checkout queue, she noticed that the cashier was a muscular, attractive young man who all girls would swoon over.

Hermione graciously smiled back when he gave me a little smug grin. She had hoped that would be the end of it, but he persisted, taking his time to scan each item while chatting to her about the weather, how fantastic her sense of style was, and music (a muggle band they both liked).

She knew what was going to happen and yearned fervently for it to end. She needed to get home to stop the tingle in her pussy after spending the previous two hours thinking about the twelve cocks.

"...Anyway, I got a few passes to their show the next week as a result of that. I have two, but I'm not sure who to give the other one to, and I really think you'd enjoy yourself. Would you like to go?".

He inclined his head slightly and grinned cockily; he had right to be so haughty. He was cute by young male standards; if she had been any other girl, he would have already been butt fucking her in the dressing room. Unfortunately for him, she wasn't like any other female; after feeling some real cock, she was uninterested in his little prick.

The overly confident men like him tended to explode into wrath when they were refused, so she answered, "No thanks," with a pleasant smile to prevent this from happening.

She grabs her bags. Hermione went to her car, a convertible Ford Mustang her father had purchased for her when she moved in with Harry. Her head was resting on the steering wheel as she placed her bags in the seat next to her.

The tingling, burning sensation between her legs was now more intensely felt by her. It was similar to an ache that her fingers couldn't possibly touch with enough depth.

She was still hanging out with the boys, which didn't help when they kept posting images of her online. Even Hermione is baffled as to why she is still hanging out with the group after telling how they made out over her naked pictures. She ought to have broken away long ago.

She was unable to refer to them as lovers because she already has a boyfriend, whom she adores, and a relationship of that nature would not have satisfied her yearning. She was described in the curse as being their slut because she craved their sex in the same manner that a drug addict craves heroin and a gambler needs a casino. She was dependent, joyfully, and it would feel almost terrific to refer to myself as their slut in her heart, a reality so glaring that anyone who could see use legitimacy on her thoughts would find it absurd.

The following Monday morning, she woke up feeling relieved because she didn't have to think about cocks or how her pussy itched during the workday. She prepared Harry and kissed his temple before taking him to the burrow to put him in Molly's care. Her professional life kept her focused.

When she reached the place and found Ron in there too, they both avoided each other's eyes the whole time. Hermione's face was extremely red, and Ron was concentrating on talking to Harry.

Two Aurors suddenly appeared outside the burrow and spoke to Ron in a low voice before he had to leave quickly. Her final day in the ministry went by quickly because she was constantly working and inspecting a file.

Hermione knew she couldn't apparate to the Weasleys because of the heavy rain since she would drown in the lake when it overflowed when it came time for her to go back home because it was raining so hard.

However, she rarely apparates to her and Harry's home because everyone can see them clearly and there isn't somewhere close by that would serve as a good apparation site.

As she always does when travelling, she walked to the ministry floo area, but she was forced to stop when an announcement was made by an alarm. It was a warning to all wizards not to use the floo network and that all connections will be cut off for the evening due to an escape by an Azhkaban prisoner.

A hand tapped her from behind as she waited in the largest queue she has ever seen in front of the public fireplaces. After turning, she paused in surprise. "Blaise," she whispered, her body trembling with excitement.

"Hello, Hermione. I apologise for being so tardy today and now this". She had completely forgotten that Blaise works in the ministry's finance division as well.

"Naturally, I'm OK. I'm running late, too." Her body trembled as she stumbled and listened to the laugh in his deep, manly voice. She was melting into mush just by talking to him.

"It looks like getting that rat will take hours. I'm actually here to help you, why don't you stay at my place for the night?" he said with a smirk as if he was aware of the impact he was having on her. "You may want to stay here overnight if there are no other options".

Given that she had nowhere else to go and that Ron was the only person in the ministry she knew as a friend and who was unquestionably on the hunt for the escapee, Hermione consented to accompany him.

They ascended to his home, which was a lovely two-story home with an open patio in the back and a pool in the back. Above them, he had a translucent ceiling. She quickly became wet because they had apparated to a nearby alley, but thank God the roads were good.

When she gave him a look, he laughed loudly, saying, "This is all I have." He gave her a towel, one of his gym t-shirts, and tight half-shorts that only came halfway up her thighs. "I apologise". His resonant chuckle echoed in her ears.

He changed into a white shirt and a pair of grey trousers; the top displayed his protruding chest, and the half-sleeved design revealed his biceps. He served them each a glass of steaming coffee after dinner, which he had prepared.

They sat in two lounge chairs beneath the glass roof admiring the scenery, the sounds of the rain hitting the grass, and the way the water danced on the swimming pool after Hermione mentioned how much she appreciated the back patio.

Hermione put her glass down and into the wet ground, extending her arms and taking in the sensation of standing in the rain before she startled and felt a strong, warm body behind her. He joked, "You're soaking my clothes now," and she bit her lip.

"I'm so sorry," She said laughing, and he chuckled. Then, taking her hand, they ran to the patio's covered area while Hermione laughed the entire while. He stopped spinning her after spinning her twice, drew his arms closer to her, and raised her into the air, holding her so that her feet dangled and her toes just touched the grass.

"Why are you so excited? This is a touch excessive. We just met a few days ago, and we just saw each other a few hours ago". She was set down to stand by him.

"Am I?" She said, embarrassed, "So you didn't call me for that."

"What do you mean?" He cocked an eyebrow of doubt.

"I merely assumed that you were bringing me here so that you could....do things with me like the others did. Oh, shit you don't like me", she muttered ashamedly.

"Don't be foolish; I obviously admire you; nevertheless, I didn't invite you here for that; instead, I wanted to help you. Because I am one of your former foes and a Slytherin, I wasn't sure if you would want me to touch you or if you would contact the Aurors".

Hermione wished to shake his large frame until he got the ridiculous thought out of his brain, saying, "That's foolish, I wouldn't ever contact the Aurors."

She didn't blame him; most people would have thought she was insane. "But I've heard the ritual was fake, and you don't have to be with all twelve of us," she said as he folded his arms to show that he wasn't buying it.

"You don't comprehend; it is somewhat true, certainly. Pedro made me a willing slut for the twelve of you, and whether you want me to or not, I have to serve you guys or die from not having enough sexual fulfilment for the rest of my life. It is not a ritual but a curse to cuss me out, possibly as retaliation for Harry murdering Voldemort".

When she inhaled deeply to regain her composure, his expression shifted from doubt to shock. "I still don't understand why you didn't approach any of us after that, despite the fact that you want us so much".

She shook her head, "The curse can be contained for sometimes as long as I kept myself satisfied and Harry did helped me for a few days but it had been getting worse each day forward. In addition, I suppose I just assumed that you all would make fun of what I do or that one of you would find me unattractive". She was astounded by her openness because this was, in fact, the main concern on her mind.

"For the record, I'm really intrigued", Blaise said with a smile. "And god, you always wear such gorgeous clothing at work. Today's trend is tight trousers, whereas yesterday's was the half skirt, both times with high heels. My penis feels like it's going to burst when I see how desperate you are to feel me inside of you while wearing those shorts, especially with an older guy like Lucius. I already enjoy how sensual and naughty you have been with other guys after watching you in the group".

"Well...." With her hands raised and a shrug, Hermione retorted, "If you're going to pop your dick anyway, why don't you do it in my mouth." She made an obscene suggestion.

She observed Blaise look at her while he ran his tongue over his lips. She suddenly realised that she must appear just as appetising to him as he did to her. He kissed her while bending down to lift her chin as she leaped into his arms. As hard as she could, she kissed while standing on her toes. He kissed her back, far more passionately than she did.

Despite not knowing much about him, Hermione felt so defenceless in his arms and yet so safe. Her instinct told her no danger could ever strike her while she was with him, and the only agony she could ever experience in his company would be the ravaging of her pussy by his enormous dark chocolate cock, which she remembered ogling at once at the St. Mungo's a few days before.

As he kissed her, she felt his fingers caressing her face. It was alluring how he did everything with such vigour and ferocious passion; she could feel his athletic build, which drove her insane.

He massaged her face with one hand while firmly grasping the ass cheek of her with the other. Hermione felt his big, naughty fingers slither across her ass, then reach into her shorts, slithering deeper, brushing past her crack, and then slithering into her dripping-wet hole. She gasped when the first finger entered because she had been waiting for so long and because his fingers were so big.

It kept probing her more deeply, pushing up, pulling back, and then pushing again. Hermione smelled her hot juices rising from between her legs and heard her pussy squishing. She could see by looking into his eyes that Blaise had also scented it. He pumped her and grinned broadly as he knelt down to begin kissing her once more.

As soon as his lips came in contact with hers, his fingers began to pump more forcefully, releasing her juices. She could feel herself getting closer to what would be a very good orgasm as she thought, "Ah, yes, yeah...just like that, fuck me with your fingers!" It was such a wonderful feeling.

She listened to the noise of his resounding laughter as his fingers accelerated and began ruthlessly flogging her pitiful pussy. Hermione reciprocated the motion by bouncing up and down on his fingers and wailing weakly to him. "Oh my god...that was good...ouch, ooo. Ahhhh!"

His large fingers were seized by her drooling pussy, who was convulsing and clutching them as if her cunt had its own mind and didn't want them to leave it alone so that it could continue to be filled. When he took them out and brought them to his lips to suck the juices off, she wanted the same thing and cried out in need.

As he did so, Blaise turned to face her, his expression expressing his surprise that something as small as her could contain such a large amount of fluid. She realised why when she looked down; her shorts were dripping into the grassy field because her underwear had become completely saturated.

Blaise instructed her to turn around as his eyes were lit up with amusement. He was starting to play along and give her orders the way a large man like him was supposed to order a tiny slut, which made her heart leap with glee. She turned, trying her best to stick out her ass while gazing down at his protruding crotch. She giggled silently to herself as she realised that his wood was now bouncing for her. Nothing but the thin material of her shorts was in between their skin as he reached out with both hands and engulfed her ass with his enormous, black fingers, squeezing it and spanking it. He played with her a little, caressing her ass and pushing his hand up through one of Hermione's short legs so that he could stick his finger inside her pussy without being constrained by the fabric.

It was wonderful to be fingered by him, but soon she realised how much she yearned to see his gorgeous dark shaft and to kiss, lick, and fuck it. She tried as hard and as long as she could to give him the same pleasure that he was giving her.

His fingers abruptly ceased prodding her and entirely withdrew. Hermione gazed at him expectantly as her head whipped around. Didn't he know how badly his little slut wanted him now? what was he thinking? In her head, she yelled.

"Let's get closer to the couch, Hermione. It'll be quicker to fuck up over there." When he said "fuck," she felt her pulse skip a beat. She wanted to slam her fist in her pussy since that word was meant particularly for his lips and the way it sounded so casual yet authoritative.

Hermione, being the submissive slut that she was, walked Blaise up to the couch in the living room while his hand was firmly placed on her round behind. His middle, index, and ring fingers were gliding against her drooling, pussy lips. She scoffed, taken aback by her own thoughts, wishing her large black lord knew how desperately she wanted and yearned for him.

When they got to the couch, he sat her down and knelt down in front of her. He lifted her foot, took off her heels, and brought her toes up to his lips. Before he sucked in her big toe and massaged it with his mouth, he kissed each of her small digits. His mouth felt wonderful against Hermione's skin, and she let out a gasp as a result. He moved on to the next, licking it from under the smooth white toe to the nail.

While gazing up at her, Blaise did it to each of her toes on both feet. Hermione could see the sight of the predator beginning to take shape in his eyes. Hermione sensed a flutter of apprehension and an increasing sense of anxiety. She was about as small as they came, while he was enormous and monstrous. Since she was the prey, she was unable to halt her rising anxiety of being eaten by her voracious predator. Meanwhile, her pussy quivered despite already knowing its ultimate fate.

After finishing with her feet, Blaise moved up, kissing and licking her thin calves and then her trembling thighs. His brutal attack culminated with his nose squeezing her clit over her shorts. Hermione sobbed out in pure lustful suffering "Damn baby, you taste delicious."

The mere thought of him sniffing her body made her entire body shake. He was smelling her lusty secretions, which had a feminine perfume that made him hot. The edges of Blaise's shorts were traced by her fingers. As he removed her underwear and dragged her hips out from beneath her ass and all the way to her ankles, she rose her hips.

He could see her wet cunt and the thin patch of brown hair that was covered in heated secretions. He covered her entire pussy with his enormous mouth without even seeming to hesitate. Hermione closed her eyes tightly because she couldn't bear to see what was happening to her. She feared her heart might explode with joy if she actually saw it because it was too much.

Her clitoris was brutally slapped by his long, thick tongue, which shocked her throughout. Her body was desperately trying to get it to stop and continue, so she threw her hands on his head. She pressed his face into her groyne while shouting at the sky and throwing her head back. "Oh my gosh, fuck. Blaise, hold it. I'm going to cum now.

He disregarded her advice and continued to attack her clitoris, pausing briefly before slamming into her drooling slit. She struggled to receive him without spilling all over his face as she yelled "Oh fuck" at the top of her lungs and arched her back as much as she could.

His protruding tongue accelerated its tempo, its monstrous length punching deep into her and smacking her G spot. He wasn't even aware of how close he was to getting soaked. Now, she cried loudly. Her arms had become numb from his head being pushed into her crotch, but it was so fantastic she hadn't even noticed. She sobbed with tears running down her face, "Oh Jesus, you tongue fucking me."

Before he began to sucke, she felt relieved as she sensed his tongue move away from her pussy. He created a tight vacuum around her cunt with his large lips, which felt as though it would drain all of the fluid from her body. As he gulped down the secretions that were now gushing from her like a fountain and, just for kicks, inserted his tongue in her urethra, Hermione screamed and threw her head back, pushing her past her breaking point.

His face tipped to the side in time to avoid the torrent as she squirted, letting it fly over the couch and floor as she did so. She sobbed the entire time as his tongue slid back to her clit and flicked her during my intense orgasm. Her squirting ceased after a short while, but her pussy juice remained to flow for a longer period of time. While sucking till all of her flow had stopped, Blaise placed his lips on her slit. His face moved clearly away from her, giving her pussy room to breathe. She wondered what he had just done to her as she felt the lips trembling.

She observed Blaise pull his sweat-soaked, pitch-black t-shirt over his head. She had never before seen the strong muscles on his upper torso exposed, and the sight of his black muscles drove her insane, causing her pussy to drool once again.

Hermione clenched her pussy's lips in ecstasy. His shorts were the next to go, and he pulled them down over his thigh muscles to reveal his boxers. His fully extended, firm, black cock with cumin pouring from the head was pulled out of his underwear by a hand reaching into them. At the sight, Hermione rubbed her pussy.

As Blaise drew nearer, her nose was just inches from the foot-long chocolate manhood that hung from his body. He was so tall, thank God, that she didn't even need to go on her knees to give him head, but there was something about doing so that greatly attracted her to him.

She stepped forward while opening her mouth to inhale the enormous mushroom head and its two-inch shaft. As she licked the bottom of his shaft, his flavour was immediately absorbed onto her tongue. She didn't give swallowing another two inches a second thought because he was so tasty.

As she retreated, Hermione slurped and flicked the tongue tip as it sprang out of her lips. She placed her hands at the base of his shaft, one in front of the other, and began to stroke him while taking the head and five inches of the shaft into her mouth. She hummed gently while sucking, completely engrossed in happiness. With his hands on the back of her head, Blaise's tall frame bent over her.

"Yes!" Hermione exclaimed with joy.

She was so prepared for it when he eventually couldn't take it anymore and turned to face fuck her. She slurped again, widening her throat as she waited for his next move. She was correct; when Blaise yanked at her hair, he forced her face all the way to the bottom of his shaft. Hermione struggled to swallow, but she had enjoyed Ron and Draco's cock and so she patiently waited while he held her over his shaft.

She nibbled the underside of his cock to pass the time and then slurped on his cock. He withdrew her head out of his dick, leaving only the tip in her mouth, and exhaled, "Gahh!" While he speared her once again, lapping him all the way down and sucked him all the way back, Hermione coughed but was prepared. His groans grew louder, and his thrusts became routine. He yelled, "Fuck!" at her. In his ferocious, angry voice, it seemed so much more lovely.

As he kept on thrust, using all of his body's power, Hermione felt her eyes begin to flood up with tears. Every time his cock crashed down her throat, she ggged and screamed onto it. The best was still to come. It was delicious and deliciously violent.

Hermione took his balls in her grasp and fondled them in the hopes of getting a good helping of hot sperm as a reward. He was right on the money. As he gently pulled it back, allowing his sperm fly out upon her tongue, his cock burst in her throat, directly filling her stomach. Pumping her hands as quickly as they would go, she greedily sucked it from him. "HOLY FUCK!"

A second surge exploded into her mouth as the previous torrent began to subside. With a smile on her lips, she sipped this one with the same joy as the first. Blaise's torso slumped over her head and he let out a loud irritated breath. Blaise's chest ached as he yanked his stiff, pulsing dick from her mouth.

He sat down on the couch seat next to her, still gasping and breathing heavily. Hermione experienced sudden shocks and convulsions as her pussy screamed for his cock. Blaise sighed deeply, "You know you truly are unbelievable," and added. She gently kissed them while grinning and leaned into his chest's strong muscle. "Fuck Hermione, we only met a few hours ago, and already we're swallowing cum out of one another."

She raised her hand and caressed his face with it. His cheek was smooth, somewhat firm, and clean-shaven. Her fingers made their way down to his chin, where they were pricked as they passed by a little patch of short hairs.

"I warned you. I'm your whore, slut, and all twelve of you are my fuck toy". She chirped joyfully, remembering the phrase that perfectly encapsulated the bond they shared. When he knelt down to kiss her forehead, he grinned at her.

In response, Hermione knelt down and gave him a tender kiss on the tip of his penis. His hand landed flat across the back of her head, and she felt it. She couldn't allow him to use her mouth once again despite his want to do so. Her pussy was desirous of making a new closest buddy and felt lonely. She kicked off her shorts and underwear and lifted his hand away.

Realising that it spurred on him, she continued to wear her heels and t-shirt. Hermione made the mental decision to find out about every single fetish he had. He placed his cock so that it stared directly up into her hungry pussy as she straddled him. She grabbed his cock from him because she planned to use it to poke herself.

She lowered herself gradually as she allowed his tip to caress the sloppy secretions on her nether lips. She had already spit on his cock, which was now magnificently gleaming. I'd waited for this for so long, she finally thought. I was about to receive the fucking for which I had been dying. With a lot of energy, she was able to drive the majority of the head in, but after that, it was hopeless. She glanced at the gigantic, throbbing dick after her cunt had returned to its previous size and pondered how her pussy had ever managed to take such large cocks in the past.

She pushed harder in an attempt to take more of him, but her pussy simply wouldn't let him stuff her any more. He was unable to enter due to how painful it felt and how tightly its walls were pushed together. She was shocked that she wasn't gushing blood all over his large, black cock. ""What is wrong with you!" She silently yelled at her cunt. "Why will not you let your buddy in to play when you were just fawning over this thing?"

While drawing her into his torso with his strong arms, Blaise tenderly stroked her hair. Amazingly, he was still taller despite her on her knees and him seated on his ass. His sweet laughter had returned, and he said, "Something the matter?" Hermione was simultaneously humiliated and hot. She swore that the sound of his voice alone could make girls giggle like black cock sluts.

She sputtered, "I am unable to get it to go in," and her face turned scarlet. His hands moved to her hips as he laughed once more.

"Let me try this here." Though she could feel her cunt shattering as he took more and more of her, his strong hands continued to drag her down and force her pussy apart without the slightest show of resistance.

"Ow...it is painful," she sighed.

"Are you ready for me to stop?" Blaise questioned her.

"Naturally not, never stop. Tear me apart and cause me more pain!" She felt thrills run through her when he thrust up with his hips, matching hers on the way down. The agonising pleasure twisted into the lovely, waning pain.

Blaise sped past the simple opening blows and launched straight into an unrestrained pussy punch. Without any independent thought, Hermione jumped on top of him. Her hips were raised and lowered by his hands, and whenever she descended, his hips rose to meet hers.

She initially tried to hold herself elevated by placing her arms on his shoulders, but it was ineffective. Every time he dragged her down, his entire cock shot inside her. She let her arms down to the side and moaned in defeat as her pleasure grew. God, it hurt, but in the perfect way. It was the exquisitely pleasing pain that only a large cock could produce.

As her powerful black master pounded her with quick, intense repetition, she threw her skull back and wailed towards the ceiling. Hermione questioned whether those on the street and the neighbourhood could hear her and whether they would understand what was actually happening. She felt a want to let someone hear the perfect, uncontrolled delight that was coursing through her body.

By the time she realised she was about to cuff, it was too late for her to brace herself; strong convulsions rushed up through her womb, shaking her body. Blaise fucked her during the entire climax since it was so intense and long. Even if she doesn't think it did, her groans and cries changed into tears of joy.

Being fucked during her climax felt too fantastic; if Blaise had stopped to check on her, Hermione would have been sobbing uncontrollably. She was thankful he didn't. She experienced a mixture of happiness and the anticipation of a fresh orgasm. With her head lying against the firm muscles of Blaise's chest and her arms encircling his neck above her, she hurled her body at him. While trying to grip him as tightly as she could, she groaned against him. "Oh Blaise, take me. Hurt me, I'm your slut! Ah...AAAHHHH!"

She came as soon as she felt his hot cum splashing against the canal's walls. His dick was automatically grabbed by her pussy as her hips rocked back and forth to extract every last drop. She desired every last drop of his precious sperm in his balls. Just as she was about to fall over backward, Blaise's hands released their hold on her hips and he was able to catch her in his arms. She could feel sticky sweat dripping from his chin into her forehead and cheek as he drew her into his chest and down his pectorals.

Hermione noticed that she was perspiring along with them as they sat on the couch, a tiny white brunette slut surrounded in an endlessly dark, muscle tight body. She winced at each of the subsequent two squirts that she felt blast into her pussy before feeling the light in his cock stiffen once more.

She gazed upwards at him in shock as her eyes widened. "Are you never satisfied?" She didn't intend to frame it that way; she was more than willing to give him a ride as much as he desired. She was just shocked by how quickly he recovered.

He shrugged, "I have no idea why its like way. When I masturbate, it immediately goes down, yet when I fuck you, it always craves more as if it can never get enough. It's okay if you don't wish to fuck anymore," she interrupted.

"Since I'm your slut, I'll take good care of you until your dick is nice and limp, so just fuck me as much as you want". He didn't require two reminders. The following three hours were spent by Hermione taking cock deep in her pussy while they were sitting and then, from behind, desperately clinging to the back of the couch.

When she arrived home, she stumbled because her legs were too weak for her to walk and because her stomach felt like it had just finished a twelve-course dinner. After that session, she could only speculate as to how much sperm was floating about inside her. Rushing to the shower, Hermione started rubbing her cunt.

She determined that she would have to do it frequently, even more than once a day, because she couldn't let the twelve guys to fuck another cunt. She meticulously cleansed herself before going to her room to take her pills for the following day. She liked it when Blaise shot his cum into her, but she couldn't take the chance of getting pregnant. She had to do something about the curse since there would no longer be a way to hide their relationship, and it would undoubtedly end very poorly for all of the men and her.

She heard her cell phone ringing from her bag while still covered in her towel. Without looking, she stretched across the bed and dug into the bag, pulling out her phone—it was Harry.

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Lavender sat glaring at one of her best friends, her arms crossed on top of the table, outside the muggle restaurant and her cooling glass lifted above her head "Care to explain this to me, Hermione?"

She pushed her muggle cellphone further towards the brunette, who with a flushed cheeks and a guilty expression looked away "Yes, I can" She started to tell all from the incident Harry getting admitted into the infirmary to the ritual and fucking a few men including Ron, his brothers and the Malfoy men.

But she excluded the part where she came to know that it's a curse binding her as a sex slave to the 12 men, fucking Blaise and the constant fights between her and her fiance nowadays.

From the moment he came to know that shs stayed out in Blaise's house, Harry became more aggressive towards her and also more suspicious. She can't fault him though, with how her pussy is always hungry for more and wouldn't get satisfied with his cunnilingus.

"Well, I can't fault him if you are doing this to save Harry" Lav sighed "But I feel so sad that Ron and I won't be the first to each other"

Hermione looked shocked "What?! Lav, you mean....I - I took Ron's vir..." She trailed as Lavender nodded her head.

"I wanted us both to stay pure till wedding night but he can't keep it in his pants, i see" She sneered.

"Lav, please. Ron wouldn't have done it if I hadn't insisted and he wanted to save Harry too" Hermione said guiltily.

"I can't go and ask him now to fuck me since I'm the one who resisted him from having sex with me. Apparently, it must have gotten him frustrated" Lavender said solemnly as Hermione nodded her head. Suddenly, she perked up "I have an idea. Hermione why don't you come with us shopping this weekend and we can go to the Weasley Weekend from my and Ron's house".

"Sure" Hermione said, wanting to escape Harry's constant sus eyes and his angry words, which would eventually lead to a fight "But what are you planning?"

"I have decided to help you along. Why don't we share Ron?" She asked and Hermione looked at her with wide eyes "I mean, I want to help Harry and you and if you are with us, it might start something between me and Ron"

Hermione sat still and Lavender was almost about to apologize to her and change the weekend plans before Hermione smirked and muttered an 'Okay'.

Lavender giggled "You naughty minx!!".
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Hermione and Lavender both yearned for what lay in wait for them that weekend, and she wasn't sure who had it worse—Lavender, who was eager for her first taste of cock, or herself, who knew its joys but had been denied it for a while.

At noon on Saturday, their incarceration came to an end. She had originally intended to leave later, around three, but her pussy (as well as Lavender's) was really hungry, and the longer they waited to fuck, the later they would have to get at the mall. Ron dropped his initial plans to hang with his ministry mates and go muggle shopping with them, but he was a good sport about it.

The climate was still warm as they travelled in Hermione's car. Soon after twelve o'clock they got in the mall; it wasn't quite crowded, but it wasn't empty either. She and Lav followed Ron, each of them holding one of his broad arms.

Lavender was particularly near, pressing her face up against his chest to smell him. Even though he wasn't drenched in perspiration, he still smelled great. With a spritz of fragrance, a powerful wizard's entire macho pheromone collection. Although Hermione wasn't familiar with the perfume, she loved it right away.

To avoid dragging Ron from the other, Lav and She made a concerted effort to maintain a constant speed. They visited practically every food stand in the shopping centre and sampled everything from smoothies to burgers to cookies to pretty much anything else they could think of. With that kind of appetite, it was understandable why he was so large; he could consume a whole buffet.

Her particular favourite items from the clothes stores they visited in between meals were the two pairs of tight rider jeans, the cotton shorts, and the skirt. To Lavender's dismay, Hermione also chose a set of halter-tops for herself and a pair of shorts for her. Although she didn't appear interested in shopping, she was keen to try on clothes with other people. Lav reluctantly rose from her butt, snatched the garments from her, and entered a dressing. Hermione selected the one next to her and dressed in the skirt and one of the tops.

Ron had an admiring expression when she exited the dressing room. Hermione approached him gently and gave him the greatest performance she was capable of. She halted, her stomach a few inches from his face, and gently flicked her hips to draw him in. While he poked his nose in her navel, he had her hands around her waist. Hermione noticed his broad grin as she began to move back. She mumbled, "Just a little teaser."

Despite knowing that there would be much more to come, he nodded in amazement. Lavender emerged from her changing room just as she was ready to re-enter it, wearing the shorts she had handed her and a tank top that she had obviously picked up off the rack. She could already tell they were going to have fun when they arrived back to Ron and Lavender's house because Ron appeared just as enthused about her as he had been with Hermione. Lav and she alternated between trying on more costumes for Ron, showing off their physique and letting him have a feel for each new dress.

They began travelling home after the malling was finished. Lavender and Ron were seated together in the rear, and the moment they pulled away from the parking lot, they began to talk in earnest. While Lavender's fingertips slithered over his face, his broad arms encircled her and drew her in.

Hermione would occasionally look in her rear mirror to observe them, but she had to restrain herself so as to drive safely. It didn't help much, though. Hermione was unable to pay attention to the road due to the sound of their lips kissing and Lav's moans from inappropriate touching.

Under her pants, her pussy was roaring and on fire. The part of her that was craving Ron's cock was causing her to blare 20 mph over the speed limit till they drove up in front of a long row of enormous white houses, the street Ron and Lav resided on. She had not intentionally pushed the accelerator pedal down as hard as she had intended to.

She jerked the car to a stop, swivelling around to see Ron and Lav still engaging. She had forced her left breast into Ron's mouth, which was now exposed above her low-cut blouse. Hermione was suddenly envious that she had breastfed him before her as she could sense his lips sucking on her smooth white skin.

Well, I guess I can't expect to be there for all of his firsts, she muttered to herself.

Lavender resisted Ron's advances towards her bouncing breast and turned to face their expansive, distinctive designer home. She chuckled, "Come on big guy, let's finish inside."

Lavender jumped out of the car after tucking her bust back into her shirt. She was followed up to the house by Ron and Hermione. Instead of using a key to open it, she flipped her wand, which set off a sequence of clicks, followed by the door cracking open.

She went into the opulent house with Ron and Lavender. They made their way from the front hall to the stairs, which were in the middle of the house. Hermione was more interested in the forthcoming action; she knew her pussy was hungry to fuck, but she was taken aback by her level of excitement at the prospect of seeing Lavender get fucked.

Hermione got hot inside and the feeling of heat between her legs intensified at the thought of her tight tiny virgin twat getting rammed with Ron's massive dick.

Hermione was led inside by Lavender when she threw open a door. For the rich couple, it was a regular room. a large wardrobe, a dresser, a small vanity area, another dresser, and a huge TV stand with a flat-screen LCD TV, a blu-ray player, and a collection of Movies and blu-rays.

Walking over to the bed, Lavender sat down and stroked the seat beside her. When Ron realised Hermione was calling him, he turned to gaze at her before rushing over to sit next to her. In front of them, Hermione sat down after raising the chair.

She knew she was set for an excellent performance after having fucked Ron already and didn't wish to miss a second of it. Ron began at Lavender's full breast, where he had left off in the car. This time, she fully undid her shirt, exposing her nicely formed D-cup breasts.

Ron had unrestricted access to her because she wasn't wearing a bra. He stroked a soft tit with one hand while hungrily sucking with the other. As her fingers danced over his head and down to his back, Lav gasped in pleasure. Hermione could not help but squeal with delight at how adorable it was to see him; it seemed as though he had only recently discovered how delightful breasts were.

Her back arched as Lavender's body pushed forward, forcing her chest against his face. By slurping vigorously on her now red and severely torn nipples, he expressed his gratitude. Hermione noticed how erect and rigid they had become from where she was.

Hermione almost passed out when his lips went back to bite down on the enormous piece of her breast that was covered by his mouth. She could only envision how his tongue would brush across her nipples, which were as hard as rock.

Ron alternated between the breasts like a kid who couldn't decide which candy he wanted to eat, leaving the nipples on each of them dry from drool. Hermione then began to grope her breasts and finger her pussy. She squeezed her nipple with her thumb and fingertip; it hurt, but yet felt incredibly wonderful.

When Ron left her nipples behind and sat down on her feet to passionately lick them like he had done with hers, her heart leaped with delight. Before he opened his mouth and began lightly sucking on the entire bottom of her foot, his tongue trailed up the side of her foot, rolling over her pinky toe.

Hermione's fingers pumped her drenched pussy faster while tightening the pinch on her breast. Hermione could have squeezed enough secretion to fill a cup from the mess her underwear were in after being moved to the side.

"Ron!" Lav squished the opening of her trousers as she moaned. "I need to put something into my mouth." She made a big lip split, stuck her tongue out, and touched it with the tip of her finger.

Hermione watched her, still stroking her own pussy with her middle and index fingers, and thought to herself, "Her friend is such a horny little slut." Hermione did an excellent job of making sure that her fingers were rubbing over her clit.

Hermione soon began cupping her fingers and groaning out her first orgasm. She caught Ron giving her a sidelong glance, but he behaved like a gentleman and maintained his attention on Lavender. While working his shirt over his head, he stood up in front of her and allowed her to get on her knees and take down his trousers.

Hermione seemed disoriented when she saw his figure. Even though she had seen his physique, she was still a little taken aback by what she had witnessed. One couldn't help but gaze at him out of reverence for the creative grace that went into making such a vision of exquisite manly beauty.

Arms with similar thickness and a hairless chest wrapped in heavy muscle. Long, untamed red hair on top of his head and the unbelievably dense forest around his crotch, from which one of the largest cocks she had ever seen protruded, were the only parts of his body that had any hair. His legs and calves were packed with muscle.

Still speechless, Lavender extended a hand and started pounding his cock with it. She licked her lips when the tips of his penis touched the bridge of her nose. She moved forward, stroked her tongue down the bottom of his cock as two enticing inches slid into her mouth, and her hesitation vanished.

Her cheeks pulled in while her lips tugged, creating a vacuum in her mouth. Hermione's mouth watered recalling how salty and strong it tasted. Hermione's mouth and cunt are both drooling at the prospect of tasting that monstrous cock; fuck, she was starving for it. They would have to compete with one another, but after having fucked Ron once, she knew they would get more than enough in the end.

Lav delicately manipulated the hard prick's tip, sliding down three inches, sucking back, and mingling his cock tip with her saliva, making it sparkling. Each time she moved back and forth, she slowly and deliberately removed a fraction of his meat. Hermione had no problems with the first few inches, but by the sixth inch, she could feel it prodding at the back of her mouth and causing her some discomfort.

Ron's cock's main portion remained covered in her mouth for a short period of time as her head bobbed rapidly. The expression on Ron's face was wonderful; his hands were looming over Lavender's head, prepared to take charge, and his eyes were screwed shut.

She took it as much as she could without touching her throat while slurping it up and down. That was after the first few strokes; by the eleventh, she had started to deep throat the pulsating beast past mid-shaft, leaving perhaps four inches unclaimed.

Ron softly but persistently pushed her forward by placing his hands on the back of her head. Lavender was forced to let him push her mouth open further till she had taken in the entire foot-long. She initially had a worried expression, but as soon as her nose touched his pubic area, she appeared to relax, obviously drawn to the musky aroma of a man.

He advised, "Now try to take it in." Hermione noticed Lavender's eyes widening as she struggled with whether or not to clench her throat against something so heavy and protracted. She undoubtedly feared throwing up, but she was an equally submissive slut and did what she was instructed.

Hermione observed Ron's eyelids close while hearing her throat gag and suck. He forced her lips away before rushing his cock back down her throat and forcing her to swallow him once more before pulling back because he couldn't handle it any longer. Before his thick, bubbling cum erupted, he repeated this action four times.

Lavender's neck grew and shrank as Hermione stared as tiny streams trickled from her mouth as she drank his come. While swallowing, she murmured, "Uhhh...gulp, gulp...-Uhhh...gulp."

The still-hard meat that Ron took from Lavender's mouth shone and was covered in a sticky film of saliva. Lav had a broad grin as she turned to face him. "Oh yeah, baby, my Adonis."

Before throwing her on the bed, Ron lifted her up the air and gave her a brief wide-eyed stare. Lav initially appeared startled, but she soon returned to her eager state of mind and crawled towards him while on all fours. She then swung her legs out of under her and started taking her jeans off of their buttons.

As Ron seized control, the tight tight riders slowly slipped off of her thighs. Ron lost it and pulled her pants down while ramming his face to her pussy and making the loudest sucking noises Hermione had ever heard. Her pants hadn't even reached her knees when he did this.

She stumbled forward as she sympathised with Lavender's pussy feelings. The disadvantage of not being unable to feel his real teasing was that watching her be devoured was almost as agonising as when he had done it to her.

Hermione used another hand for pinching her clit as she quickly and sharply rammed her fingers back into her pussy while groaning. Moans and shouts could be heard around the room as Lavender and Hermione entered. When Ron finished lowering her jeans, Lavender, who had been fatigued and violated, immediately stood up from where she had been lying on the bed.

As Ron started to place his Big Can thick, foot-long prick between them, her legs shook. Hermione felt a smile building on her face as she anticipated seeing him rip Lav's gorgeous pussy to pieces. She leaned in and offered the finest piece of advice she could come up with of: "Trust me, it'll be one of the most beautiful and painful feeling you'll ever feel." Her words made her tremble, but they kept her preoccupied for sufficient time for Ron to ram his cock's head inside. Lavender's eyes sprung open as she returned her focus to the appealing man piercing her.

He pushed in a few more inches with a loud groan, and in a few minutes, half of his cock was in her. Hermione could picture Lavender's feelings because she had experienced them herself when her breath was rushed and shallow. The good thing of fucking Ron was that every time was like the first.

In response to Ron's cock digging in deeper before pulling back, Lavender's toes coiled into the blankets. Hermione shifted her chair's position so she could observe the incredible penetration. While the final five inches awaited to delve deeply into her ravenous cunt, Lav's juices soaked the top portion.

When Ron rushed back in, he pushed in all the way, burying Lavender's clit with the hairs of his groyne. Hermione heard her companion cry in utter agony for the first time at that point. She was certain that every neighbour on the street heard her because her voice pierced the walls of the house. Ron yanked away and thrust back, once more utilising his entire length, resulting in an equally loud screech.

Cherry red streams ran down her thighs from her sopping pussy. This didn't stop Ron, who kept pushing in and out while flashing brilliant crimson from her broken cherry on his cock. Lav tried to stop him from sticking so far into her, but she knew it would be ineffective and flung her arms around his shoulders.

She eventually gave up and let go, enabling him to use his enormous dick to undertake an invasive probe of her pussy. Along with the squish inside her juice box, secretions sopped out of her, and the sweetest groans and cries escaped her lips.

Hermione quickly observed Lavender's eyes tightly closed and her cries reaching their pinnacle. She shuddered, signalling that she had just cummed on her fiance's cock.

"I'm proud of you, Lav", Hermione said as she stroked her hair and whispered in her ear.

After that, she rode back onto his cock with her eyes squinted open. Although she was starting to realise the joy in that excruciating suffering, she was aware that she still felt a lot of pain. She encircled him with her arms and knees, pressing her nails into his back while her adorable pink-painted toes curled tightly.

Hermione could see the secret light in her eyes that indicated she was feeling what she had, which was pure ecstasy, even though her voice and body still sounded as an innocent girl being assaulted by a monster.

Hermione had no idea that Ron's push could go any faster. He was determined to break her as his big, shiny cock pounded inside and outside of her body like a machine. He groaned loudly and howled at Lavender as his speed grew to an unpredictable fervour.

"Fuck yes, CUMMING!" As she saw Ron approach Lav slowly and forcefully, as if he were attempting to run her totally through, Hermione's pussy quiver.

With this final blow, he drew his cock out and poured a gush of gooey white milk between Lavender's butchered thighs. Hermione saw as the external shot trickled down to her ass crack and then burst open from the several inside shoots she had taken.

Lav was in the midst of an intense orgasm brought on by the cum explosion inside of her and was wailing. Hermione thought of eating Lavender's pussy for the first time because everything looked so delicious, but Ron prevented her from doing so.

He grabbed Lav by the arm, lifted her from the bed, and tossed her into his lap as he now sat up on the far side of the bed, still trapped in his violent fuck mode. He wasted no time in shoving Lavender's way too little, aching pussy with his still-hard cock. Her freshly shaven cunt had taken on a vibrant scarlet hue.

Hermione thought Brittney's plush tits would burst like balloons as his hands reached round her and grabbed hold of them. He then started to pump Lavender with his hard cock. She was revived by the first few strokes, and within moments she was writhing in agony and letting out feeble whimpers that may have been orgasmic screams.

Hermione couldn't even feel her digits as they slipped into and out of her since she was that horny by that point. She required Ron's magnificent cock; it was her only chance for fulfilment.

Lav's body was too weak to fight Ron's thrusts, so her arms hung limp. She watched the huge man who was shredding her insides with her head hanging over her shoulder and her back hunched forward. Ron looked stunning at that precise time.

His hands grasped her breast as leverage and to prevent Lavender from fleeing, as if she would try, while his broad thighs drove up to meet her pitiful pussy. Lav is someone Hermione has known for the majority of her life, and she would wager that she loved that raunchy sex more than 100 times than Ron. Ron leaned back and sank as far as he could with a final grunt. Lavender's body began to twitch as Hermione watched, as if she were experiencing a seizure. Another enormous load was being emptied inside of her by Ron.

Lav spasmed on top of Ron for over a minute as he was crammed within, until her head bowed forward and her blonde hair fell over her face. "Lav?" Hermione dialled slowly, unsure of her state of consciousness. She turned to face her, her body and face gleaming. "I hope you're aware, Hermione, that I'm sharing Ron with you. You may forget about keeping this all to yourself if you've had any such intentions".

"I remember Lav," Hermione said. She could barely conceal her feelings of devotion at that point. In addition to wanting to lick and chew on Lavender's nipple and clit while he fucked her, Hermione wanted to run into Ron's hands and be taken.

Hermione was nearly alarmed by the nasty slut she was turning into.

She supported Lavender in the chair as she was helped out of Ron's cock. She started to stretch out after having tightened up so much and starting to restore some of her control by rotating her shoulders.

Ron was seated with his head leaned back and a heaving, sweat-drenched chest, looking as seductive as he possibly could. Then Hermione said to herself, "Fuck it, I don't care; all I want to do is ride his cock."

Hermione was seated across from him, staring his chest. Ron's cock was directed to the right spot with the help of her hand. She then started to lower herself. Because of how hungry and wet it was, her cunt was okay with her taking charge and letting his big, thick, hard cock slide six inches up.

As she got closer to the bottom of his twelve-inch shaft, she started to feel a severe discomfort, but she pushed through it and continued to descend. "Shit, that feels good!" She groaned while grinding his cock inside of her and swinging her hips forward and backward.

Ron sighed as well; she had the impression that he was still very sensitive and that his cock hadn't had enough time to rest. Her hot twat immediately grew hot and agonising pleasure rushed up it, sending thrills down her spine. She elevated her hips and plummeted down. Hermione kept wailing, "So good."

From there, Ron grabbed control, grasping her hips and lifting them off the ground with his firm, glistening cock while reaching up to greet her as she descended. As he pumped her, Hermione winced as her pussy became overstimulated.

With each stroke, he was putting pressure on every nerve, especially her G spot. "Uh oh, uh, eeeek, oooh, ah, fuck, ah, ah!" With so much tantalising pain, it seemed too wonderful to be true.

Why was I obsessed on the way his cock ripped at the inside of my cunt and why did the way it stung feel so good? As he rammed himself deeply into her, slamming her Cervix with every thrust, Hermione pondered all of these issues.

She screamed out in horrifying delight when one of the very pointy ones pushed the tip of his cock head within.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders as she gazed at his swollen chest. He kept ramming his firm meat deep inside her, his pectorals glistening with beads of sweat.

Hermione struggled to speak clearly and choked out groans and squeals, but most of the time she just moaned. The motion that Ron's hands on my pelvis produced was all that was required for them to both experience the lovely pleasure.

He removed one hand from the side of her and pushed up towards her breast, pressing it without causing it to give way.

As he continued to bounce her with just one hand, she pondered how he become so skilled at it.

He put his grasp back on her side after perfectly hardening her nipples, bowed down, and took the entirety of her D cup bosom in his mouth. "God Lav," she moaned, "this was what he did to your chest. I can't believe how fantastic it feels".

Lavender smiled and nodded obliquely. Hermione feared that Ron would rip her breast right off because of the way his lips dragged on it. His front teeth bit down on it but occasionally released their grip so he could nurse.

Hermione's entire body was in turmoil because it felt extremely sensitive to his touches, her pussy was experiencing enormous nerve reactions, and her breasts were moist and warm to the touch. She allowed the orgasm that was building hit her straight on and threw her head back.

She cried out Ron's name as loudly as she could while her body shook. With just six more thrusts, he poured a warm stream of seed into her canal, making it feel as full as a Thanksgiving turkey. With a pop, Ron's cock emerged, dripping with various liquids and come.

Before him, Hermione knelt to her knees and began to lick the majestic beast clean. She felt her own bodily fluids on him, along with his cum and a faint aftertaste of lavender. Her tongue was aroused by his penis, which had a rainbow of human flavours, and she swallowed it whole.

Without giving it any attention, she slurped on his cock, appreciating the rich flavour rather than trying to make him cum. She gently stroked him with her right hand while cupping his balls with her left. With every flick of her tongue and each kiss, Ron groans out on the bed while leaning back against his elbows.

He inhaled, "Too...fucking...good," as Hermione's mouth filled with his thick batter. She hurried to gulp down as much of the creamy white jizz as she could, but it spilled down the corners of her mouth.

Ron moaned, leaning entirely back on the bed, "You girls are crazy." Hermione ascended onto his body and sat down on his chest, lying against his breast and breathing softly.

"You still love fucking us, don't you?"

He took a big breath and said, "Hell yeah. "So I gets to fuck with both of you, right?" Lavender is going to be his fiancé, but Hermione wished to correct him and explain that she will also be his slut, not just his fuck friends, but she was too exhausted to dispute. "Yes."

"Sweet!". Lavender eventually joined them after she cuddled up on his chest. After almost an hour of such close contact, all three of them proceeded on another round. Prior to getting set to depart for the Weekly Weasley dinner.

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From his seat across the dining table, Arthur observed her as his entire family sat talking and laughing, oblivious to anybody else. Lavender and Fleur were having a lengthy talk with Hermione. The three were speaking in low tones and whispering, with the twins leaning closer to Ron.

While Molly, his beloved wife, was blissfully unaware of what was going on around her, Bill was sitting there blushing and desperately trying not to swoon over Hermione. But he is aware that she is aware because Arthur discovered that three of his kids had already had sex with the stunning brunette, and because his muggle phone was discovered by Molly and Fleur a few days before, which caused mayhem in their home.

The two women in the Weasley household chose to close their eyes to the issue when Ron revealed Hermione was actually fighting to save Harry's life. He knows, and all 12 of the men know, that she is not some damsel in distress as she pretended to be, but an actual slut, after it was revealed that the event was not a ritual but a curse and that photos of her sucking on Blaise Zabini's big black cock and riding it were published on the 'What is' muggle app.

Hermione must have realised that everyone in the family, excluding Ginny, who wasn't present for supper since she was competing in a quidditch tournament, and Percy, must have known about her rendezvous because she gave everyone a guilty smile before excused herself and said she needed some air. Molly and Fleur, who agree that it's still about a silly ritual to preserve Harry's life, nodded sympathetically.

After a little while, Arthur left the table and walked out the back yard without being seen by Ron, the twins, or Bill, who were all casting a knowing glance Arthur's way. He saw the plainly embarrassed witch as she made her way towards the pond from a considerable distance; she was sitting on a sizable boulder near the water's edge and, while having her shoulders bowed, she didn't appear to be sobbing.

She actually straightened up as he was observing her, got to her feet and took off her sweater and jeans. Her flat stomach and gorgeous curves were highlighted by the moonlight, which contrasted with the shadow of the remaining area of her abdomen. He noticed her strong thighs, which had kept her chasing the Minister of Magic all day, and her arms, which had held his sons while they suckled at her large, perky tits, which were covered in crimson lace.

The remnants of her knickers, save for her thong bottoms, which were stuck in the gap between her full cheeks, dropped from her body as she slipped into the water, and Arthur remained fascinated. She elegantly transitioned from one beach to the other and returned. It wasn't a very large or deep pond. He didn't know where she put her wand, but she wasn't in any danger of drowning.

He was standing by the pond's edge observing her as she swam close by. Arthur turned to make sure the trees were hiding him and believed he was hidden. Even at this advanced age, the thought of feeling her body against his, sucking her delectable tits, spanking that wonderful arse, and feeling her tight youthful pussy around his massive cock rocks his libido. He knows it's bad.

He was still under the impression that no one could see him as he stood with his hand slipping into his own trousers and fishing out his erect cock, stroking it. He realised that he had to have been mistaken. "Time to get out Arthur, or are you simply going to stand here and observe me swim half-naked all night?"

Hermione laughed out, and Arthur twisted around and said, "SHIT!" loudly. "Don't worry, Arthur", Hermione grinned. "I merely wanted to observe your actions. Now I know you saw me swim half naked for your own amusement".

Arthur exclaimed in a panic, "Oh my God! You won't tell anyone, Hermione? Will you promise not to tell Molly? I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry". Arthur had pulled up his trousers, but Hermione was able to see that he still had a half erection because she was standing higher above the water.

At him, Hermione grinned broader and flushed slightly. "Arthur, I don't care. If gazing at me while doing that makes you happy, go ahead and do it. In that WhatsApp group, I'm certain you were wanking at my naked and bare-chested images".

He began to speak but cut himself off, "Well yeah, I...."

"All right, I'm going to go lay some out. You're no longer required to hide when doing that, um. I don't mind if you wish to jack off as you watch me". She gave Arthur a smile before exiting the pond.

The small area was enclosed by wooden trees that covered them like a privacy fence. She reclined in one of the loungers positioned next to the pond. She heard him approaching her "Hermione" after a short while.

"Yes, Arthur."

"I'd like to become closer". He questioned, hissing loudly.

"Of course, Arthur". A very massive erection could be seen in his pants as he drew nearer to her and sat down on one of the chairs placed near the pond. She was fully aware of what Mr. Weasley desired. "You want to join me in this chair and jack off in front of me, I see".

"You said I didn't have to conceal,'' he said. "Therefore, Would you mind if I did as you asked." She gave him a smile.

"Well, I don't care if the better sight makes you happier. Actually, it could be fun to watch an elderly man jerk off in right in front of me". She was lying there, her eyes half closed, staring directly at Arthur's cock as he stroked it.

After the old guy had been standing there for a moment, Hermione pushed her chest up and leaned back, giving him a clear view of her tits, which featured a huge, dark areola and prominent nipples. He did nothing except stare for what seemed like an eternity. "I suppose it, Arthur, you enjoy what you see", Hermione said while glancing at the enormous bulge in his trousers. She enjoyed massaging her tits.

Arthur was even more astonished by this at which point he grinned and removed his shorts. Hermione's nipples went totally hard when the enormous piece of erect meat protruded from the ground.

"Arthur, oh my god! Your cock is enormous! similar to your son. That explains why you enjoy petting it". Hermione muttered as she fixed her gaze on the large cock. Arthur appeared to smile wickedly. The amount of cum that must spew from Mr. Weasley's enormous cock was beyond her comprehension. She truly started to wish that the amount of cum was in proportion to its magnitude. Hermione didn't give a damn that this man was also the father of her closest friend since she was more interested in watching one of the biggest cocks she ever witnessed climax than anything else.

She had a clear glimpse of Arthur's cock as he stretched out his legs on the chaise longue. She was only four feet away from him, at the foot of the reclining chair she was lying on. Hermione saw Arthur start to stroke his enormous prick in the moonlight, and she could make out the pre cum shining. She saw that she was licking her lips as she began to imagine what Ron's father must have tasted like.

When Arthur noticed her turning to look at him, he decided to be more assertive and asked, "So do you like what you're seeing see, Hermione?"

"Yes, I do, Arthur! How enormous your cock is is beyond me. I'm pleased I came here and gave you permission to jerk off while I'm being watched". As his gaze remained fixated on her body, Arthur pumped his hand up and down his enormous cock with increasing speed. She could tell that he was attempting to view her pussy. She extended her legs just wide enough for him to see her pussy because she was aware that the thong bikini barely covered it. When his cock pumping accelerated, she knew he noticed it.

Hermione wasn't sure whether he noticed that watching him jack off was making her pussy exceedingly moist. "Look at just how hard my nipples are, Arthur. I had no idea that seeing an elderly man jack off front me would make me hot".

"Oh Hermione, fuck indeed, I can see your firm nipples", Arthur growled at her. Your tits are amazing in every way."

He appeared to get hornier as she started massaging her tits. "Whenever I look at your tits, Hermione, I start having all kinds of filthy, carnal thoughts". She gave him a little more time to touch his cock before deciding to indulge his dreams.

While rubbing her tits, she asked, "Like what? " as she turned to face Arthur. "Are you considering touching my tits?" She then continued to fondle her tits. "Are you considering licking my nipples?" Her enormous, erect nipples were raised to her mouth, and she ran her tongue over them. Her entire body felt a rush of pleasure as a result. "Are you considering sucking my tits?" She pressed her tits together and started sucking them.

Now as Arthur was rubbing his cock quickly, the pre cum sparkled on its long, thick shaft. He stopped touching his cock and Hermione got up and walked up to him. He and Hermione were inches apart as they stood close to one another. "If you want, Arthur, you can do anything you want to my tits."

His big hands reached for her tits and began to squeeze tightly before pinching her nipples. Hermione grinned at him and let out a loud sigh. She then positioned it precisely on her nipples by reaching behind his head. When Arthur widened his mouth, his moist tongue caressed her tender nipples. She groaned loudly as he fondled her enormous tits with his hands all over them. She almost slipped into her thong when he started licking on her tits. She felt Arthur's saliva start to drip down her tits and down her body as he erupted in a fit of crazed fondling, licking and sucking of her tits.

Hermione could definitely feel the pulsing of his large cock against her stomach. His pre cum felt unbearably hot and sticky. She gripped his prick with a downward motion. As she carefully rubbed her hands down the warm, pulsating, sticky pre cum coated shaft, Arthur twitched and moaned.

As she felt a growing amount of pre cum pouring out of his enormous cock head, she carefully moved her hands up his shaft again. She rubbed it with both hands. She then purposefully covered herself in as much pre cum as she could as she slowly rubbed his prick across her body.

She held her tits together as she reclined back into the sofa. With his prick in his fingers, Arthur leaped out of his chair. His hard cock was instantly pressed between her tits as he hurriedly straddled her body. Then, grunting like a rabid animal, he smashed his magnificent long cock between her tits.

Right into her lips with his cocked head! Because of all of his pre cum, her tits were getting exceedingly sticky. Then, Hermione stepped back and smiled at him while still retaining her cum-covered tits. "Arthur, take a seat. I'd like to show you something."

Arthur sat down, keeping his cock erect. She turned to face him while holding my tits close to her mouth. She then ran the tip of her tongue over his pre cum in her tits, lapping up his hot, sticky, salty cum, much to his astonishment and nasty enjoyment. Then Hermione knelt down and reached for his cock, placing her hands on his thighs.

She let Arthur's enormous, pulsing cock into her mouth as she opened it, moving her head upward and downward on his cock. He rubbed her back, her ass, and head with his hands before returning to her back. He worked her head upward and downward on his prick while holding her head still and grabbing her hair. "Yes, Hermione! Suck my cock and put it into your delicious mouth, suck it! Suck it up and help me cum!" Then, as she bobbed down and up on his steel girder prick, he started wildly rubbing her tits while gazing down at the back of her head.

She wanted to kiss and suck his enormous prick, which was already covered in the pre cum and her saliva, the more pre cum poured out of his cock. "Oh my god Hermione! You little slut, lick my cock". Before sliding it into her wet mouth and starting to touch her own clit, she ran her tongue over his cock and drooled all over his brilliant red shaft, making herself immensely wet and aroused. She sensed his balls tighten, his shaft hard as a board. "Fuck! I'm going to fuck cum in your mouth, Hermione."

She only slightly released his shaft, allowing it to aim for her open mouth. Before his prick exploded with a massive gush of hot cum, Hermione ensured sure Arthur had a clear view of his cock shooting cum into her mouth. As it ran down my neck, she felt it splash into the back of my throat.

Cum was trickling from her mouth's sides, and she could feel it. She tried her best to swallow his enormous, thick cum load, but she felt as though she would drown in it as it flooded her mouth and the inner part of her throat. "Oh yeah, swallow, let's go ahead and take all of my cum! That's it, Hermione. Be a good slut and eat all of your daddy's cum". He groaned and shoved his cum into her lips.

He grabbed his cock then used it to wipe the come off her chin and lips when she eventually swallowed all of the cum that was in her mouth. She finally gulped the last of his come load and was immediately horny. Her thong felt like a dam, keeping her pussy juice in check. She virtually collapsed back into the chaise lounge, extending her legs out as she did so. Hermione exposed her glistening moist pussy to Arthur by pulling her sopping wet thong to the side. it's "Your turn, Daddy."

In addition to gripping her thong, Arthur made a lunging motion towards her pussy. In fact, he tore it off of her, exposing her thin pubic hair patch just above her swollen clit. "Hermione, you need not worry; I will buy enough thongs as you require". He dove his entire face and tongue into her steaming wet snatch at that point.

In the manner of a dog lapping from a water bowl, Arthur lapped her wet pussy. He licked Hermione's pussy lips and nibbled on her clit while she squirmed. He reached up and tweaked her nipples and fondled her tits. She could feel her orgasm escalating swiftly.

Hermione wanted to shout in joy, but she knew the Weasley family members would have heard her. She was forced to bite her lower lip as an explosive orgasm was caused by Arthur's tongue. Her luscious pussy juice covered his face and tongue, but it did not deter him from continuing to enjoy herself orally.

"You tastes so good, Hermione," he said as he pushed his face out from under her knees. "I could suck your adorable little pussy all day long".

"Please make me cum again. Daddy, please lick me". Arthur drove his tongue well into her pussy as he pulled apart her wet, sticky lips with his thumbs.

She wriggled around in lusty joy as she stared down at his head trapped between her legs. As he tickled her pussy with his tongue, Arthur caused her to meow like a kitten. She had never considered it before, but Mr. Weasley was an exceptionally skilled pussy licker. If anyone had been listening, they would have just heard a low groan and a loud sucking and slurping sound. By bending her knee below him and using her foot to look for his prick, she discovered his thick, hard, and ready-to-go cock.

"Yes Daddy, make me come again, and I'll let you put that huge cock in me once more. Make me cum; I want all of your cum". She continued to tap her foot against his cock, which appeared to drive him on even more. Hermione could feel her orgasm intensifying, and before long, she was again suckling all over his tongue!

She rested there for a short while after her second powerful orgasm. Arthur glanced down at her while slowly stroking his cock. She observed him massaging his enormous cock. Hermione stretched out my legs after reaching down and removing her thong. As he watched, stroking his cock a little quicker, she started to finger her pussy.

"You wanna fuck me? Don't you, daddy," she said while rubbing her pussy with one hand and sticking a single finger into her mouth. "You want to insert your large cock into my small butt. You would like to fuck my whore cunt, I know that". With a sly grin on his face, Arthur turned to face her. "Get going, Daddy. Do it, please! Let's simply go all out and give your cock a good hard fuck on me! Quickly, I need your massive cock inside of me".

He dove down, slapping her pussy lips with the massive cock head. He carefully pushed his enormous cock into her small pussy, almost making her scream with delight. Arthur also made a loud moaning noise. "Oh my god! You're freaking tight".

She swooned with delight as Arthur repeatedly hammered his large cock into her pussy. The fact that it was the old Mr. Weasley didn't bother her because it only improved things. Hermione relished every moment of watching him repeatedly bury his cock into her pussy as she saw the lust rise on his face.

She even realised right then and there that she would allow him to fuck her whenever he desired. She initially moaned as Mr. Weasley pressed his prick faster and harder into her, but soon he began talking about filthy, lusty things. "Hermione, do you like that? Do you enjoy having daddy's large, fat cock inside of you?"

"Give it to me, Daddy, please! Fuck me with that massive, fat cock of yours".

"Your pussy is freakin' tight! Fuck! Every day I'm gonna screw you! Hey, would you like that? Do you want to have this old man fuck you every day? Every day, a beautiful huge thick cock in your pussy."

"Oh yes! You can fuck me whenever you want, daddy! I love your large, fat cock! Daddy, screw me—and screw me good! I want to see how much you like my pussy."

"Hermione, look at your massive fucking tits! Look at how they bounce around while I fuck the hell out of you!" She lifted her tits up to her mouth and swiped her tongue across them as Arthur grabbed hold of her tits and jackhammered her pussy.

That intensified his lust even more. "Suck 'em! Suck those big tits!" She complied with the lust-driven old man's instructions and sucked her tits for him while holding her nipples close to her mouth. Arthur started fucking her quickly and wildly. As his speed picked up and his breathing got heavier and heavier, she felt his cock grow.

"Oh yeah, my cum is building, I tell you! I'm going to mess up shortly! You're going to make Daddy cum, I can tell" he said having a lot of fun. She moaned and looked up at him while sucking her tits. Then, when he caused her to have a strong orgasm, she sensed her pussy tighten up and let out a loud cry while releasing her tits. Hermione writhed and moaned as her pussy made her feel good all over.

Mr. Weasley adored the sensation of her orgasming all over his thick prick, and she could feel her pussy milking his big cock. "Oh yes! Your pussy is just fantastic! You little harlot, moan for me!...oh fuck I'm going to cum!"

"Go on, Daddy! Cum for me! In my pussy, cum! All over me with your cum!" To feel his large, heavy cock gushing cum into her pussy, she locked her thighs around his hips so he couldn't pull it out. She was not let down by Arthur. He was inches away from blowing his come into her as she observed his lust-filled eyes glaze over and his prick harden.

He grumbled, "I'm cumming," and then threw a heavy load at her. She sensed the release of Mr. Weasley's cock's come load into her pussy. Several times as hot, sticky white sperm gushed into her, she sensed his cock tighten up. As his come spurted into her pussy, Arthur had a very delighted expression. He immediately withdrew his large cock from Hermione's pussy and blasted the rest of his sperm load across her body as she lowered her legs.

She adored the way his face lit up as he jerked off and a huge spray of come splattered all over her. Before getting up and moving closer to her head, he extracted a few more little shoots of cum. He let go of his enormous prick and allowed it to hang there. She rose to her elbows and he knelt down. She let her mouth open widely and sucked his prick in. He was drained by her!

Hermione adored the flavour of his cum and the way he tasted after being covered in her pussy juice. "That's right, swallow it!" He stood there, staring down at her while muttering. " Suck My cock! That's a fine slut; drain daddy's cock. Look at the amount you caused me to cum, Hermione!"

She could tell he was exhausted when he took his cock out of her ravenous mouth and that he was unlikely to get hard again. However, Hermione was covered in cum while Arthur stood there and stared at her. "Clean the cum off your hot body, please," he said.

To Arthur's great satisfaction, Hermione rose up, removing his come from her, and swallowing every drop. When she was finished, he dressed himself without saying anything and simply grinned lustfully at her.

To observe whether anyone was there, he poked his head out of the clearing, and then he silently retreated as he had entered. Hermione sat back down; she was still in shock over her recent encounter with Mr. Weasley. She was astonished by how much she loved it and couldn't wait until one of the 12 men gave her a massive cockfuck.

Oh my God, I'm such a slut. Hermione laughed to herself as she said this.

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It was one of the first few times, Harry and Hermione were out on public occasions. This time it was for a ministry official's daughter's engagement party.

Since Sirius and Remus got into a relationship with each other after the death of Tonks and Teddy, they are always out onto different expensive functions to establish themselves to everyone as a couple.

This time for a change, they had invited Harry and Hermione along with them, insisting that Harry can't be living his life inside the house embarrassed to go out his whole life. Their plan is to go out to the party, have fun and drink and for the night to stay at Sirius and Remus's house.

Harry watched, his eyes narrowed as Hermione took two glasses from the bar counter, smiling at the handsome bartender, who is constantly trying to get her attention. Harry can clearly see the guy is flirting with her.

He scoffed as he saw Hermione smile back, chatting friendly before she turned with the two glasses and headed towards him with a mischievous grin.

As soon as she reached him and set the glass on the table before him "He's a handsome guy, isn't he?" Harry asked smiling with a tight lip.

Hermione frowned confused before she sighed "Harry.... Please don't start. I'm trying to just spend some good time with you" she said leaning in closer, her hand around his shoulder.

Harry shrugged off her hands "Yeah, I'm sure you are" he snapped "Maybe i should invite him to join us, so you two could flirt more" he glared at her.

Hermione had unshed tears in her eyes at the embarrassing feel of everyone around them watching on, she was about to lose her patience and snap back before a hand laid on Harry's shoulder "Harry, my boy. What's going on here" Sirius came around bending over to Harry's level and tutting.

Remus stood near their table, smiling at the other guest and convincing them that there is nothing going on "Nothing to look at here guys. Come on...."

"She is a slut Sirius. She just wouldn't stop flirting with the next guy she sees" Harry said loudly, as if trying to get off his wheelchair and about to hit Hermione - as if he could without her help.

"Harry, no.... no! Sit down, come on now" Sirius said making Harry sit down with force.

"Harry" Remus called coming closer "Why don't we get a drink for you. You know, you and me" he asked. Harry still glared at Hermione, but nodded his head before Remus wheeled him away.

"Oh, darling. Please don't...." Sirius said hugging Hermione, who began wiping her tears.

"I don't know what to do Sirius. I'm trying to get us back on track but he just wouldn't stop fighting with me" She sniffed.

Sirius broke the hug and smiled at Hermione "Don't worry dear. You both are coming to our house right?" She nodded "Why don't we put on some loud music to let Harry sleep peacefully upstairs, while Remus and Sirius hear your problems downstairs, maybe even comfort you a little" he said rubbing her shoulders slowly.

Hermione froze as his hands moved on her skin in a suggestive manner, she looked at him to meet with his dark hungry mating gaze.
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As Harry was sleeping in the room upstairs soundly, Remus and Sirius' room was filled with loud, melodic music, yet it was hardly loud enough to drown out the smooth sounds of sloppy blowjobs. Hermione worked slowly and deliberately along Remus's cock while humming softly. Her tongue liberally applied saliva to the length of his body. Her tongue had already slavered across Sirius's huge cock just moments earlier, and now she was pumping and smearing saliva across it with one of her other hands while she held onto Sirius's shaft.

Naturally, her free hand was hidden between her legs. As she slid her fingers between her folds, rubbing and working her slickness with eager want, her lips did not move in unison with her hand. She would periodically stick her finger inside herself while hugging the digit she was sawing in and out of herself as fiercely as she could.

Sirius and Remus both experienced pleasure paralysis. They didn't want to relocate and sacrifice it, not because it was overwhelming them. The couple decided to stand there and just let their lengths be worked out because they were afraid that the perfect scenario of Hermione Granger on her knees with her legs spread, flashing a slick, dripping wet pussy, while bobbing her head along their cocks and fingering herself, would abruptly end with the slightest movement. But despite their inaction, they kept their gaze fixed on a single object. Hermione's cunt.

Even while they occasionally observed it among the group using the muggle device, they never actually encountered it. The two of them were completely intrigued by it after seeing it so tantalisingly close, shimmering and glistening in its odd way. It presented a brand-new opportunity for enjoyment. And that was incredibly thrilling. Their eyes steadily turned in one another's direction as Hermione's eager lips massaged their cocks, their glances able to express their understanding and their wishes. Even if her blowjobs were excellent, they were scarcely maximising the special joys they offered.

"Oh!" Sirius grabbed Hermione's head and pulled her lips away from Remus's cock as she yelled. Hermione kept her lips apart, supposing that he had gotten envious and was eagerly waiting for his time once more. She was expecting a cock to be shoved down her throat. The girl staggered a little as Sirius moved into place between her knees, peering up at her dripping wet entrance, fascinated and ready to taste her. Instead, both grabbed her arms and yanked her to her feet.

Hermione was pleasantly delighted when Remus approached her tight, puckered asshole from behind, since she had anticipated that they would alternate turns.

The first to act was Sirius, who gingerly extended his tongue and ran it along her crotch to experience her wonderful slickness for the first time. He raised his hands and eagerly probed her folds, pulling them apart with his fingers and tongue, swirling them up and down with avid curiosity. He was really pleasantly pleased.

She began to sigh at the smallest brush of Sirius' fingertips as he moved his hand. Hermione was engulfed in unending pleasure as his tongue danced through her folds, slid down the several channels of her slickness, worked beneath her labia, and explored the slick entrance. She merely supported herself on Sirius's head with her hands as pleasure trembled through her legs and shook her entire body in the most enchanting manner.

Hermione was swaying back and forth and relying on Remus behind her to prevent her from falling over in a mass of spasms and shuddering ecstasy the more absorbed Sirius became in devouring her pussy and licking and lapping at every single available portion of her wonderful hole.

Her clit would be the single most pleasant part of her entire body, but she was equally afraid to let him use his tremendously eager tongue to rip into such fragile flesh as she inhaled hard as she pulled him slowly up towards it. The desire to feel his tongue against her clit as a cock was buried in the snug refuge of her pussy ultimately won out over her interest as she moved his tongue towards her clit, fully aware that she would shout and scream loudly with blissful pleasure.

Hermione dissolved into bliss the instant his tongue touched her clit. Her entire body felt the surge of pleasure, which was similar to an electric shock. Remus' eager fondling of her ass cheeks and anxious pulling at her fragile skin kept her body erect after her legs nearly gave way under her. As much as possible, Sirius began to play with her clit while curling and circling it with his tongue.

She became completely out of control due to the intense focus and concentrate, slamming her pussy into his face and rutting her folds against his lips and nose in the hope that his emphasis would transfer to a less sensitive portion of her body. Her clit became so engorged and swollen that his lips could almost completely purse around it, sucking lightly on the bead and flooding her body that it was nearly painful, but Hermione couldn't bring herself to stop him.

She managed to draw him away from her clit by forcefully grasping him by the hair. She then directed his hungry tongue towards her actual entrance because she wanted him to just fall into her small hole and reduce the intensity of the sheer passionate intensity. Slowly, his tongue found its way into her pussy, easing the intensity of her clit's acute delight. But Remus then began to pay oral attention.

Sirius didn't want to wait impatiently for his time to taste her pussy. He had the opulent pleasure of leaning in and allowing his tongue to trace the indents of her asshole, running across her opening with avid interest, allowing him to curve his tongue inward and pierce her entrance suddenly and sharply. He was positioned behind her and had the opulent pleasure of submerging his fingers in the tender round flesh of her ass, spreading her cheeks apart to admire her puckered little asshole.

Hermione's abrupt cessation of moaning raised some concerns for a brief period, but then she let out a deep growl of satisfaction, her hands gripping the men's heads for support as she clung to them out of dread of falling to the ground. The couple quickly forced their tongues into both of her entrances, almost causing her to pass out from the pleasure. The two men unknowingly coordinated their movements as they sank their tongues further into Hermione's pussy and ass, penetrating her openings as deeply as they could. Hermione's eyes slid shut as she clung to the two older guys, her moans mingled with hollow gasps and growls of ecstasy, and she rocked her hips back and forth while riding the two tongues at once.

The two of them made their joy at oral gratification of the beautiful woman clear by moaning into her holes while eagerly exploring her grasping depths. Her ass was expertly stretched apart by Remus' tongue, which dove into her well-trained and well-fucked depths to ensure she was lubricated for the impending cock that dove deep into her prepared arse. He pulled his cock off with his free hand in the hopes of being the first to push into her pussy and bottom out in the newly tightened folds of her smooth skin.

Hermione was so wet that Remus's longer licks across her entire crack were hinting at with the delight of her pussy. Her excitement had started to spread along her thighs, with droplets even sliding around towards her ass. Hermione let out one last squeak of pleasure before they pulled away, letting her stagger back and forth before they dropped her to the ground, giving her a moment to breathe and recover before she went to her bag and threw a condom packet at them. The two of them were confident that they had done enough to make up for Hermione's eager oral attentions, so they pushed their tongues as far as they could, sinking them as deeply into her holes as possible.

Remus then tore open the condom and peered at it bewilderedly. Sirius acknowledged the doubt, and Hermione laughed so hard she almost passed out.

Hermione groaned, getting to her knees and crawling towards Remus. "You put on your cock beforehand you put it in me, but I only have one," she said. Hermione rolled the condom over his cock and eased it downward with a few pumps of her hand, stopping him as he put on the incorrect way. She slid back and rested her ass on the balls of her feet after slightly plucking on the tip to allow him some breathing room.

Remus carefully passed his palm back and forth over his condom-covered cock, unsure of how he felt about the sensation but curious to find out.

"Could I bend over that table, please? So Sirius may get a makeover as a consolation?" Hermione made a suggestion while standing up and pointing to one of the bare tables the elderly couple had moved up against the wall.

"I thought I was going to fuck you from behind? You know? Changing over..." Sirius inquired, annoyed that he wasn't slapping his fists into her fist-clinging ass right away rather than her pussy, which was by this point ready. At the very least, it was a pleasant choice. He simply seemed to be falling farther and farther off the pleasure scale. At this pace, he wouldn't be surprised if all he had was a dry handjob.

"Not right away. I'd pass out". Hermione grinned and pushed the table away from them so they had plenty of room on either side. Hermione didn't particularly like the situation, but she couldn't have given a damn. She felt a sense of sexual emptiness as their tongues left her body, which she needed to fill as quickly as possible, ideally with a nice solid cock.

Hermione leaned over the table and presented her ass to Remus, muttering, "I definitely got the shorter end of the stick," as he shuffled to the opposite side of the table and lightly jerked his cock. At least, the job was fairly pleasurable. Her breasts were acting as fluffy pillows beneath her elbows while she was being fucked from behind, giving the perfect view of her ass cheeks. Her brown eyes were looking up at him as she salivated and groaned around his cock. The world included worse things.

"You always was the smaller one," Remus mocked as he stepped up behind Hermione, shocked and stunned at the arousal that flowed down her thighs. The dampness of her pussy was utterly tremendous and Remus was anxious to sink himself in that tight haven.

"Right now. You two are both quite large". Hermione said angrily, "Can we finish this now? " Her body was burning with want for pleasure, but it seemed like she was being turned down at every turn. She slightly spread her legs out as she awaited the throb of a cock to nestle against her delicate, sensitive folds and the development of that delightful pressure at her pussy. She bit her lower lip in anticipation at the mere concept.

Remus shuffled forward, lowering himself somewhat more than normal, and placed his hand between her thighs to feel the general contour of her pussy. His latex-covered length was softly rubbed across the intense warmth of her folds as he guided his cock into position and stroked the head along her slit. Hermione and Remus moaned quietly together, both anxious to finish the task at hand. He soon found her entrance and forced himself forward, using his hand to prod his tip through her painfully narrow opening.

She uncomfortably lifted herself off the table, reached behind herself, and lowered her hand to her pussy before tearing apart her fat pussy lips with two fingers threaded either side of her entrance. Remus tried once again and finally succeeded in getting close to her pussy. Her folds parted and rolled along the sensitive tip of his cock, eliciting a meek response from both him and Hermione as their bodies swelled with immense pleasure.

Hermione lay her hand on top of the table instead of her pussy as she waited for the release of being steadily stuffed with a nice juicy cock. She was content with the relief of that increasing pleasure. Remus, on the other hand, felt a tight, velvety pocket of flesh squeezing his cock and encasing him in a tight, oily embrace. Despite his ferocious efforts to keep him outside, it was drawing him in. Even though the condom that was around his cock fit even more snugly against his length, it didn't appear to stop the intense pleasure. Despite the consequences, Remus couldn't help but consider the pleasures of burying his exposed cock into her pussy.

Remus put his hands on her hips and moved forward slowly, engulfing his cock in inch after inch of pure joy. He kept sinking deeper and deeper into her slit, weaving his cock through her gripping insides, until he finally hit bottom and received the most ecstatic reward imaginable: the wonderful smack of the weight of his balls against her moist, dripping pussy.

He already found the wet smacking of flesh to be immensely seductive, and the extremely wet hole he was fucking just served to heighten this. He was instantly prompted to start a series of slow, intense thrusts by that sound alone, which prevented him from simply rest with his length inside her. He was also encouraged to continue by the growing slaps of his slickening balls on her wet entrance.

Even the slight adjustment caused by him shifting his posture was enough to cause delightful excitement to tremble. Remus gave her one thrust, and the pleasure overcame her once again. She began to scratch the table with her nails and scream like a crazy whore, letting sounds of pleasure flow from her mouth in proportion to the arousal coursing down her creamy, slickening legs.

Driving himself into Hermione's quickly releasing pussy, Remus allowed himself to lose himself in his private world of pleasure, his hands roaming Hermione's hip area and ass, sinking into the soft, flexible flesh of her arse cheeks and using her simply endowed handles to pull her back onto his thrusting hips, oblivious to anything going on above her waist.

Sirius offered his cock to Hermione's smooth mouth, positioning his tip hopefully towards her lips as Remus first entered Hermione. She eagerly—and perhaps a little too eagerly—wrapped his cock in the snug confines of her throat, slapping her lips joyfully along his cock, pushing him to seize the initiative and drive into her throat, getting crammed from both ends, sandwiched between two lovers in a mouthwatering web of ecstasy. But as the force hammering into her cunt increased, her lips loosened and her moans spilled out of her mouth as her pussy pulsed and thrummed, burning with hunger and ecstasy. She slurped her lips along Sirius' cock as best she could before being overtaken by a crashing flood of pleasure, her pussy twitching from the smacking sensation of Remus' cum-laden balls. Her once fierce and enthusiastic blowjob had become a timid and sad succession of movements.

Although Sirius had never been particularly envious of his husband, he was now. He felt a clear tinge of envy as he observed the groans Hermione was letting out and felt her own groans.
He took hold of Hermione's head and stroked his cock in and out, pushing as far down into her throat as her spasming would permit, but he didn't experience much in the way of satisfying pleasure.

Sirius decided that he yearned for tighter and more enveloping sensations as he became weary of a stale blowjob. From where he was, he could see it tease him. Sirius inserted two fingers into his mouth, spreading them in his own saliva, then leaned over to Hermione's ass and curled those digits towards her puckered tiny hole as he pumped his cock leisurely down her throat, receiving coughs and splutters while she drooled along his length.

He was able to effortlessly reach along her and bent each finger into her well-extended asshole, latching them inside and nearly using her ass to propel his own cock forward, pushing himself into her throat by utilising her asshole as an anchor.

Naturally, Hermione's moans of pleasure simply grew louder, her cock-stuffed, mangled mouth groaning hungrily at the inclusion of a new level of pleasure. When Sirius gently teased her rear entrance, he soon recognised that her reluctance to have two cocks use her two different holes had changed into a desire to be even more fully cocked. Sirius looked into Hermione's eyes and saw sheer need and lust, embodied and pleading to be fucked harder and more passionately.

There was only one - much more gratifying and tight - alternative left for him to employ since it was obvious that he would not be able to fuck her tightened throat in the manner that she so craved. Sirius managed to get his husband's attention as he attempted to maul Hermione's ass cheeks by sinking a third finger into her asshole to get her ready, only to find his lover fingering her back entrance.

Looking up, he noticed the twinkle in his husband's eyes and Hermione's pleasure-obsessed expression and grinned with delight.

Hermione gave a gratifying groan as she was pushed full as Remus swiftly and violently slammed his cock into her. Remus took hold of one of her legs and threw her onto her back, spinning her around while maintaining her speared position on his cock.

Hermione, who had fallen somewhat limply, let herself to be moved into place. She momentarily glanced down to observe how the cock had stretched her pussy. She was raised off the table after a moan of satisfaction at the sight alone. She was lifted into Remus' arms, and he placed his hands under her thighs to support her as she wrapped her arms tightly round his neck and sobbed into his ear.

With the increased angle allowing for easier access to her trembling, dripping wet depths, the new angle streamlined his cock and drove him farther into her pussy. He stretched her legs wide while holding her in place, allowing Sirius to approach from behind her as she stumbled away from the table. Her ass displayed a little gaping ass that was pleasantly lubricated by Remus's recent oral activity as it stretched out well in the new posture.

Remus's chest was pressed between her breasts while Sirius stepped closer and crushed himself against her body to fully sandwich her between them. in the course of. He teased her for the joy to come by pressing his cock on her asshole and dragging it across her puckered entrance while cocking upward. Hermione's moans were replaced by sudden stillness as Sirius forced his cock up and into her while allowing her to lean back slightly and rest on him and Remus. Her lips quivered as if to express her pleasure but she was unable to.

Her well-trained asshole was plunged into by Sirius after he raised himself up, throwing her body into overdrive with delight. Her pussy tingled with pleasure at the movement of Sirius' cock slamming into her ass, which was immediately intensified by Remus's presence within her cunt.

Hermione, who was clinging to Remus, was relieved that they were both bracing her body as the pleasure started to numb her legs and make the rest of her feel heavy. By taking a hole for themselves, too, the pair enjoyed themselves even more. Sharing a hole and benefiting from the additional friction of a second cock would have been tighter, but being in each of her holes offered additional consequences in addition to tightness and pressure from contact.

Remus' cock almost entirely mirrored the ecstasy that was coursing through Hermione's pussy, and his cock also served as a kind of defence for her cunt. And when her body adapted to the pleasure, her ass became a shelter for spasms and unexpected clenches. It seems as though this was her first time getting fucked in the rear.

Just coupling the pleasure with her pussy's ecstasy revealed how novel it was. For a brief period, all three of them stood still while savouring their advantageous position and feelings. Both Remus and Sirius wanted nothing else than to screw her without hesitation as they lingered. They intended to force themselves into her grasping hole and ruthlessly exploit her for all the money they could get.

They nevertheless waited for Hermione's approval, which came more quickly and vigorously than they had anticipated, being the gentlemanly men that they are.

Hermione raised her hips, dragging a few inches out of herself, and then shifted her whole weight back down. Although awkward, it was passionate. Their cocks sliding into her holes gave her a powerful sensation. After making that motion, Remus and Sirius drove backwards and slammed their hips into her holes before pulling their cocks out as far as their positions would allow.

Hermione had to cry with joy into Remus' shoulder because the sensation of two cocks pushing into her at the same time was so exquisite. As they began to work her holes, they set their rhythm in action. Feeling each other's thrust drive against their own, they stretched her pussy and ass to the limit while she struggled to maintain her calm.

Remus and George's wet slapping sounds against her pussy and George's against her shining ass provided an amazing soundtrack for the ferocity of their double fuck. Hermione's body twisted towards ecstasy, her openings tightening and bending as their cocks slammed into her, slamming her faster and harder. The couple was enjoying themselves while exploiting her holes for their own amusement.

Remus was the first to cum, pushing himself into her pussy and allowing his cum flow freely as he continued to hammer. Only then did he recall how his condom had been stuck around his cock, preventing it from spraying against her insides and giving her writhing body an additional level of titillating pleasure. As a result, Hermione was driven into her ass by Sirius's climax.

He shoved forward and let go a huge amount of pent-up energy into her ass, her hole wrapping itself tightly around his cock as it did so. She received the final push into her own beautiful world of ecstasy from the feeling of cum filling her ass. Even though her legs were wrapped over Remus's arms, she felt herself becoming weaker and clutching to each of their bodies as she approached. She moaned loudly as she felt the two of them start to relax. The gradual deflation of their cocks inside of her led to a slow mellowing out of the pleasure, which was perfectly timed with their exit from her. She was then able to catch a breath and smirk salaciously.

The couple helped her to the ground, catching their breath before she did. They were both amazed that Hermione maintained the strength to smile. Fred removed the condom, held it out, and inquired, "So, what? Should we wash this out somehow? Keep for a future date?"

"No! It's a…one time thing" Hermione clarified, feeling a little relieved to have experienced the condom's pleasure because if they had tried it on themselves, the results would have left them completely and irreparably ruined.

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Hermione and Bill's wife, Fleur Weasley, were standing in front of him while he was sitting on the futon with the door locked. "So, for the final time, you are sure you are ok with this?" Hermione enquired of Fleur.

"Yes, I'm positive. In addition, I've had some success with other girls that might be useful to you. I'm assuming that's the only thing you don't have any expertise with" Fleur removed her blouse to make sure Hermione knew she meant business. "We both were hoping to spice our our sex life a bit anyway," she said.

Hermione did the same. A red bra with lace straps was on Fleur's body. White bra was visible on Hermione. It was adorable. Bill pondered how Hermione always manages to locate affordable, gorgeous underwear that fits her size.

Fleur murmured, "Damn, What size are those Hermione? Those are considerably bigger than I anticipated."

"These? They're 36D", Hermione said, lifting up her breasts and pinching them.

Fleur burst out laughing, saying, "Well, I feel more fortunate to have met them now."

The witches both undid their pants. In addition to her bra, Fleur was wearing a lacy red thong. Hermione was decked out in a hot pink thong. They turned to face him as they stood there in their underpants.

His pants were yanked down by the two girls, who each took hold of a leg. Hermione then grasped the waist of Fleur's underwear and tugged them off while he removed his shirt. He was in their underpants, sitting naked on the futon in front of them. While Fleur's eyes were jumping back and forth between his cock and Hermione's chest, Hermione was fixated on his cock.

The first to reach behind her and release her bra was Fleur. Following suit, Hermione displayed her enormous breasts. I'm not sure if I'm engaging in any girl-on-girl behavior, but Fleur, you can touch them at this time and that's all, she added. Once we begin, it is over.

Fleur was glowing with delight. She touched Hermione's tits, squeezed them, and moved them about a little before saying, "Oh wow, I want two hands to handle one of them." Fleur began massaging one of Hermione's breasts with both hands to emphasize her point.

More so than Fleur's, Hermione had a perkier tummy. However, for breasts of their size, those of his wife were as pert as conceivable. They had huge pink nipples and were attractive.

"Ok that is enough," Hermione said. "It's now your turn," she murmured, turning to face me. Bill was lying on the futon when she knelt down next to him and held his head close to her chest. She held his head while swaying her shoulders, rubbing his face against her enormous breasts as she did so.

Bill was speaking while keeping his eyes closed. He was licking and kissing Hermione's incredible rack all over. He shut his lips and started sucking on one of her nipples when his tongue touched it. She groaned and encircled his head more tightly.

His cock was being stroked as he felt fingers encircle it. Then Fleur started gently licking one of his balls with her tongue. She blew hot breath against him as she breathed, and her tongue glided up his shaft. She put his member into her mouth as Bill groaned and started to softly touch the back of her head.

Hermione sat down on her knees and lowered herself to her butt, where they started kissing. He squeezed her breasts one more before placing his hand behind her head. As their tongues toyed with his tongue and his cock, he had one hand on each of the girls and ran his fingers through their hair.

As she sucked him, Fleur slurped loudly and sensually. Hermione bowed her head and knelt down next to Fleur. Hermione instinctively closed her eyes and took the head into her lips as Fleur gripped his dick and pointed it in her direction. Fleur watched Hermione and gave his shaft a brief lick. She lowered her face toward his balls and gave the shaft a couple quick kisses.

Fleur continued to stroke his cock as the two women each licked on his balls. Hermione continued to close her eyes, but Fleur alternated between doing so while having fun and opening them to observe Hermione. He had a notion, which Fleur later verified, that Fleur was hoping Hermione could change her mind and kiss her in the heat of the moment.

He continued to caress the two girls' heads while running his fingers through their hair. Fleur swallowed the entire object down her throat after he pushed her back up to swallow his cock. Hermione felt a blow to the forehead and looked up. When she noticed what Fleur was doing, she exclaimed, "Holy Molly!" with wide eyes. She then turned to face him and remarked, "Lucky you."

Fleur grinned as she removed his cock from her mouth. His head to her lips were covered in saliva strings. She asked Hermione, "Do you wish to ty it?"

"Oh, I'm sure you've seen it, but I have no doubt I can deepthroat." Hermione raked her hair back while holding his cock in her fist. He entered her mouth after she opened it wide. A little bit more than halfway down his cock, she pursed her lips. Her tongue was circling it in her mouth, and Bill could feel it. She forced her face even lower while tightly closing her eyes. She had all but two of them, and he measures just over seven inches. She had all but two of his just over seven-inch length down her throat.

Hermione lifted her head and inhaled deeply. Her eyes were a little bit moist. "That's what I can do", she remarked. Bill kissed her while leaning in close.

"That was fantastic", he said to her. "Fleur just occurs to be very good when it comes to giving head."

"Yes", Fleur replied. "You also possess additional gifts. Two enormous ones." Everyone laughed a little. "What if your mouth can't accommodate it all? What counts is what your pussy can do". Fleur had crept up on Hermione and inserted her fingers through the thong's sides. Fleur pulled the thong to the ground as Hermione stood up. The thong stuck to Hermione's lips a little bit as the Veela woman first started to yank on it since Hermione's freshly shaved pussy was damp.

Fleur gave her husband his wand and asked him to whisper the spell for contraception. Hermione placed herself onto his cock while straddling him. She wiggled her hips a little as he slid into her, then exhaled a contented sigh as she took it all in. She muttered, "Oh fuck. You are big."

Fleur questioned, "As if you haven't been fucked by bigger ones."

"Yes. Bill is still big, despite that.

Sitting next to him, Fleur was kissing his neck. She said, "I love his cock and I already know that."

Hermine chuckled. "Yes."

He had a long kiss from Fleur, who then commented, "It looks like she needs to be fucked. Why don't you look after her?" She leaned back on the futon's arm while placing a pillow against it.

Hermione grinned down at him as he turned to face her. She began to rock back and forth on him, accelerating the motion and increasing the impact with each forward rock of her hips.

She bucked back and forth on his cock as she leaned down and gave him an ungrateful kiss. Bill had her hips in his hands and was pressing up against her, matching her movements with his. He pressed his face into her rack as she turned her head up and groaned. Her breasts were pressing against him when he began sucking all over them.

When he turned to look at Fleur, he saw nothing but her. She was covering her pussy with one hand while massaging her breast with the other. She had her middle and ring fingers buried two knuckles deep inside of her when he peered down at her. She was gazing at them while chewing her bottom lip. She didn't appear to be near to getting off, but she did appear eager to pounce on them and get involved.

Hermione started cupping in no time. She gave him one last hard push of her hips before leaning against him and signaling to Fleur that it was her turn.

With her head resting on the pillow she had been leaning against, Fleur lowered her ass down onto the futon. She extended her legs, and Bill set himself in the space between them. She had been fingering herself, so her pussy was soaked. He pushed his dick inside her waiting lips as she closed her eyes and cooed.

As he fucked her, he was gripping her legs by her calf muscles to keep her spread wide. Bill was making strong, rhythmic thrusts. Her tits would bounce as he did, and she would grunt a little. Hermione kissed Bill on the back before leaning down and kissing him on the neck. She shared his downward gaze with Fleur. Fleur rubbed her private parts. She had her lips open and her eyes closed tightly. Hermione had been riding him until her orgasm while she worked her puss, and she was already on the verge of getting off. Hermione leaned in close and muttered, "That's so fucking hot. After she cums, I need you to fuck me exactly like this."

Bill fucked Fleur as he turned and began to make out with Hermione. He accelerated the speed of his thrusts as Hermione's groans grew louder. He broke off his kiss with Hermione when he sensed Fleur was getting close so that he could concentrate on her.

Her head tipped forward, her lips wide open. Her neck muscles were tensing as her body pressure increased. Her groans had changed into stern exhales punctuated by tiny squeaks. She had golden hair that was spread out over the pillow.

Then it arrived. Her legs began to tremble, and her back arched. She cried out, "Oh fuck!" loudly. Both of her arms were by her sides as she stopped rubbing her pussy. She buried her palms into the futon. Hermione remarked, "That was intense." He persisted in hitting her till the climax finished and she began to pant for him to stop.

He laughed when Fleur giggled. She rolled onto her side after pulling her legs back. "Fuck it was good," she murmured. Bill reclined on the futon, and Fleur was seated straight. She took a deep breath and began shaking her hands. After that one, "I'm likely to need a few," she added.

"Are you exhausted?" he inquired.

"No, I can continue to play. However, I don't believe I can try again."

"Does that imply that it is now my turn?" Hermine enquired.

"Nope," he replied. "I'll go first, then you." Hermione was shifted back to her kneeling position on the ground by him.

His legs were shifted aside as Hermione began to stroke his cock. Then she pushed her breasts up against him and encircled his cock with them. His cock head just barely protruded from her incredible cleavage. She began to touch his dick with her hands wrapped over her breasts. "That is really hot," Fleur exclaimed.

Hermione gave her a raised gaze. "Does he not require you to do this?"

"He does." Fleur squeezed her tits while slightly wriggling them. "With C cups, it's less spectacular, though."

"You enjoy pumping my large titties, right?" Hermione questioned him in the voice that women use when addressing a man as "daddy" while they are in bed. She turned to face Fleur. "You enjoy watching your hubby screw my large tits, right? You want to watch him stuff that massive cock into my cat and make me cum off it like you just did?"

"It's going to be difficult for me to get my hands off of you because you talk to me in that manner a lot." Fluer forewarned.

Hermione turned to face Bill once again. "How do you feel? Is it too difficult to refrain from touching me? Don't you want to flip me over so your enormous dick can be wedged between these tits? then refuel my adorable little cat? Do you not desire that?" He didn't need to ask her again. He straddled her after placing her on her back. As he pushed in between them, she cradled her enormous melons around his shaft.

"Oh yeah, you really fuck me. I want you to re-enter my body. Give me that enormous dick." Bill complied, making contact with her much more easily than when she had earlier impaled herself on his cock. He took hold of her thighs and began to beat her. Hermione had to grasp both of her tits because they were bouncing. Every time he crashed into her pussy, they jiggled even while she was clutching them.

Behind him stood Fleur. Her hands were on his chest as her arms encircled him. She licked her fingers before reaching down and tickling Hermione's genitalia. He was so near to cumming because it was so hot. Fleur returned his gaze. "Would you like me to wank you off of her tits?"

That nearly sent him over the brink, but he managed to hold on and nod yes. Though that was too much for Hermione. She released her grip on the pillow and drew it up over her face. They could hear her repressing some of the groaning but they could tell she was cumming.

Her hands were encircled by her crossed legs. She was standing with her feet up against Bill's chest. Fleur continued to stroke her clit while looking down at her.

As soon as Hermione's body fell slack, he withdrew. Fleur began to rub him as he was placed over her chest. Unaware of how near he was to finishing, Fleur covered his cock with her mouth. She stroked and licked him while grumbling. His first jet of come entered her throat on the fourth stroke into her mouth.

Hermione's breasts were in view as she withdrew her lips away from him. She continued to wank him off as he fired spurt after spurt at those enormous, gorgeous targets. He was being grinned at by Hermione. As Fleur saw him unleash his fury on Hermione's body, she grinned wickedly.

When he was done, Fleur moved forward and took a final, extended suck. He could tell she gulped down the cum which had gotten into her mouth with her smile.

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"I need this camera to be installed in her purse and it shouldn't expose itself" Harry said as he handed over a small mini cam device to the confused Auror.

"No worries Sir, I was one of your best assistants. It'll be done" He frowned at the small chip sized camera on his fingertips.

"We're not talking about some stupid witch Peter. This is Hermione Granger we're talking about, She is good with spells and identifying one" Harry took a deep breath "If she caught it, not only you but I'll be in deep trouble too".

"Yes Sir, I understand" Peter said curtly "Even though you have been replaced with Sir, Ron Weasley you were still my hero" He smiled "I'll make sure it is done, your fiance will never know what hit her".

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"I'm ready to go. Do you want anything darling?" Hermione asked as she slung her handbag over her right shoulder.

"Nothing much, just a kiss from you" Harry said cheekily making Hermione giggle.

She walked over and bent down on his right side and gave a kiss to his temple, he extended his hand and lightly squeezed her ass cheek.

Hermione laughed as she moved away "You cheeky boy, get your hands off of mommy" she said huskily.

"I won't" Harry flirted back.

"Oh, you want some taste" She said as she widened her legs and lifted her work skirt, to Harry's shock, he got a view of her bare shaken pinky pussy lips.

"Yes" Harry said excitedly licking his lips.

She released her skirt, hiding her pussy "Mhm... Maybe tonight" she winked before she turned around "Be a good boy, Andromeda will be coming around during the afternoon".

He kept on smiling before she walked into the floo hearth and disappeared into the green flames. His smile vanished and he took his phone, glaring at the screen like a maniac.

It had been a few days, almost a week since his assistant had -TRIED- to fix the muggle camera into Hermione's purse.

The idiot couldn't even have the gal to do it. But he tried to convince him with the plan of following Hermione around and fixing some invisible flying cameras around her. And today is the day he was told he will get the real footage and clarity in trying to find the truth about his fiance.

His text alert went off just then. His focus returned to his phone. Holy Crap. His heart nearly stopped when the image scrolled to the center of the screen.

Harry had probably never seen a bigger cock outside of a porn site in such a startling close-up. It appeared as solid as a rock and was covered in a layer of spit.

Hermione Granger was also holding it up like a prize, her hands encircling the base while her fingers teased the lucky man's plum-sized testicles. She even managed to smile while flattening her tongue along the lower shaft.

Harry gaped in shock. But she was definitely there. Without a question. Her dark hair loosely fell across one arm, covering the top of the wrist-thick dick approximately halfway down. He was on the bottom, tongue-banging her delectable cooch off-camera, which was set up at his feet and pointed precisely at the cock and balls Harry's darling was romancing, as best he could tell.

Strangely enough, though, even though he recognized the top, she was wearing a different outfit than when she had just left the house. Her arms and sleeves were in the shot. He surmises that this photo wasn't shot today and that the show was just beginning. Very bad.

Harry entered the bedroom and secured the door to ward off any potential snoopers.

After a few moments, his breathing began to return just as another dozen or more close-up photographs of Hermione in various states of kissing, licking, and sucking that enormous cock threatened to halt it once more. And, based on the grin that extends from ear to ear, absolutely adoring it.

As astonished and perplexed as Harry was, he couldn't help but notice how damnably attractive she appeared with the man's nuts in her hands and a surprising amount of his enormous erect prick in her mouth. In particular, Harry couldn't help but be strongly affected by the next sight.

Without a question, the picture that sealed the deal was snapped as the stranger cracked a nut in Harry's fiance's mouth and gave him a delicious-looking expression while warm pearly soup poured down his freakishly long shaft from her cock-and-cum-filled lips.

She had released one hand's hold just to stroke his dangling testicles as he approached, as if attempting to make his sensual orgasm last longer and be more intense. What a shot, holy sh*t. a real minx.

Harry's pulse began to thump when he noticed that in one or two photos, the cocks' size had changed from average to larger and that the color of the pubic hair had changed from red to black. No way!. He understood that these pictures suggested she was having an affair, but wouldn't it only be with one man? She wouldn't go around having extramarital affairs, would she?

The new-text warning was heard by Harry, but nothing scrolled. It took him a moment or two of confusion before he realized it was from a different source. He chose the top message after switching to the text menu.

Another picture. Various cocks, same fiance. The blouse was missing this time. This time, there was obvious red hair at the base of his enormous cock. This time, a box of XXL condoms with the top open was leaning against his balls, and several full and a few empty condom wrappers were scattered across his fair, freckled calf.

While a not-too-large pair of hands delighted in her magnificent D-cups, she was rolling the contents of the opened one over her enormous plaything. She continued to beam with joy while wide-eyed.

A few seconds later, an MP4 video symbol caught his eye, and Harry responded as he should have.

The full-screen video player started up. A side image of the gigantic pecker's happy owner lying on his back was recorded by the frame, which was cropped at his chest to the left and his legs to the right. Except for the shorts or underwear-shaped tan line that was exactly where you'd expect it, he was visibly ripped, pale, and freckled all over.

Hermione was facing him and straddling him, slowly rocking her ass up and down and pushing his gigantic latex-covered cock deeper into her cunt than Harry believed was possible given the laws of geometry and anatomy. Her body was also entirely exposed, with a light tan.

Her long ponytail was brushing her back as it swung left and right along with the movement of her entranced head, and both of her enormous tits were being cradled and caressed, along with her nipples being lightly thumb-massaged. Additionally, the screams of unbridled joy coming from her mouth as her head and eyes rolled back a long way were unlike anything he had ever heard from her before.

Then the camera slowly panned around behind her to see her enormous ass before cutting to a stunning close-up of her adorable pussies gliding up his absurdly big cock.

She expertly and slowly rode all the way up almost to the tip, keeping it from slipping out, waiting a moment or two while gyrating her ass and swollen pussy lips around the head, then quickly descending back down his shaft all the way to the balls, her groans growing louder each time she hit bottom.

Just a few seconds later, I heard his girlfriend ready to have an orgasm and heard her unmistakable "Oh....Ohh." Harry has always adored that noise. He has heard the phrase "so big" a few times. however, never so loud. never been so intense. never been so long.

The video terminated abruptly, just like it had started.

Damn, the woman he loved the most was definitely used to sucking or fucking enormous dicks.

Harry heard the wild animal cries Hermione makes as the male explodes deep inside her as his brain was about to explode once more as they were rawdogging it this time.

Although Harry could see everything with his eyes, his heart refused to believe that what he was witnessing was real. What if it was some unknown folks utilizing poly juice to publicly embarrass him? Maybe someone kidnapped her.

But then he overheard her saying, "Oh, yes Ron, I love your cock".

'Ron too?! No way.....' Harry pondered.

A fresh thread then surfaced after another alert, and he watched a new video while simultaneously scrolling through the still images on his phone while it was streamed to his bedroom TV.

It was so incredibly heated in the first few minutes alone that he could have easily rubbed out two or three, but then the camera shifted.

"That's it, holy sh*t!" Hermione was seen in close-up lubricating Ron's rod as the camera panned around to the back. They shared a room that night with another person. The numerous new possibilities this presented made his mind spin.

Harry was unable to determine the day when these photos were all taken. The stills he had viewed were screen-grabbed from a 15 minute tape that was time-stamped two days earlier. It featured the sexiest, most spectacular 69-style blowjob he had ever seen, and it had obviously been taken with a stationary phone.

Hermione learnt to take cock deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat, and she used her scrunchy to track her progress. He was completely intrigued by this talent, which his fiance possessed but about which he had no idea.

They appeared to be having fun because she could only slide down as far as she could move the scrunchy when she sat on his cock. Harry was intrigued by that even more.

The next started with the camera still set on the Magnum fitting before switching to a side shot of Ron's bodacious boner being introduced to her eagerly anticipating coochie, with her sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs spread and him standing with his knees slightly bent.

Hermione alternated between quiet coos of pleasure and mild cries of pain during the meeting, which didn't go particularly well. But in the end, it worked, and Hermione almost rejoiced when she felt his balls smack her behind and confirmed the complete and depth-defying disappearance of his excessively long joystick within.

He had never viewed the next two videos. The time stamp for these was earlier today. Everything was altered by them.

The first picture showed Hermione on her hands and knees on the carpet, chomping on Ron's gigantic meat stick doggy-style. He was playing a joke on her by only inserting it halfway, forcing her to beg for more, which she did with each slow, deliberate stroke. "I want to feel your massive cock all the way inside of me, so please don't stop."

Neither was the fact that she frequently moaned in that throaty, seductive manner that drives guys absolutely insane when she wasn't pleading for more.

The following three movies were primarily fast-forwarded, but they mainly featured wide-field fixed-camera pictures of Hermione getting massaged, eaten, tittie-fucked, and a 6-minute stretch in which two men attempted to execute a DP on his fiance. Who the hell is that other guy?

He was listening for names or clues when the second, shorter cock suddenly dove into Hermione's rosebud, causing her to scream, "Oh...Ron! Charlie!!"

Both Ron and Charlie? He fumed, "Fucking Weasley pricks! ".

Naturally, Ron had no trouble getting inside Hermione through the front door because he had been welcomed there numerous times before. But despite their best efforts and numerous odd positions, Charlie was never even close to opening her back door.

His curiosity compelled him to restart normal playback when he unexpectedly observed Hermione lying naked on her back with her legs slightly apart, hair in a scrunchy ponytail, and what appeared to be Ron's head sliding from her big tits to her delectable hairless cunt.

That decision was wise. He watched in a close-up manner. With his other hand's thumb and forefinger, Ron likely repeatedly moved 2 spreading fingers deep into and out of her gorgeous pink wetness while softly unhooding her delicate little clit, which he alternated massaging with his thumb and flicking and sucking with his tongue.

Jeez, and it was clear from Hermione's stern expression in the following close-up, the recognizable sounds coming from her grinning lips, and the way her fingers rubbed his hair and ears to help him focus his mouth that the dummy knew what he was doing down there.

Harry must have lost track of how many times she appeared in a short period of time. He continued on to the last video, albeit a little shaken.

At first glance, it seemed to be just a new version of an old video. The majority of the camera angles and movements, positions, cock-handling, seductive vag squeeze before the deep dive, and Hermione's insane sounds were the same.

But there was another distinction—a significant one—beyond the plainly foreign room, bedspread, and color of her ministry work clothes. One that made Hermione's actions look even hotter and one that made the sight of that large cock vanishing into the moist crevices of Harry's fiancée's holiest of holes even more amazing to witness.

One that delivered the pre-orgasm chanting of Hermione, which built to a climactic "Cum with me," gave this video its distinctive intensity. "Cum in me while I cum," She ordered, watching him deliver his last thrust before letting go as his best friend poured seemingly endless spunk deep into her ravenous, trembling hole.

Then, a few seconds later, Hermione slowly backed up his shaft while squeezing his cum-squirting knob between her stretched pussy lips with that ass-wiggling swirl she enjoys to do. She then rode down with a faint cry and a big grin.

Chapter Text

They were sitting in the living room, it is an evening time. Harry placed on the couch, looking serious. While Hermione sat opposite him, nervously as her smile vanished the moment she entered the house and saw her porn playing in the big flat screen television.

Harry started coldly "We need to talk, Hermione".

"Harry, I know what you saw, and I'm so sorry" Hermione said sorrowfully "I... I cheated on you. I know it's unforgivable, and I'm so sorry for hurting you" She hesitatingly finished.

Harry interrupting "Sorry isn't enough, Hermione. I can't believe you cheated on me. How could you? And how did I find out about it through a leaked video and not from you".

Hermione was teary-eyed "I messed up, Harry. It was a mistake, and I never meant to hurt you. Someone recorded me without my knowledge, and it got leaked. I didn't mean for any of this to happen, and I regret it deeply".

"And why is that?" He demanded.

"I was cursed Harry. I tried to save you in the hospital, because I love you, that death eater guy said there is a way to save you but he lied. It cursed me as a sex slave for all the men and I couldn't find a way to come off it".

Harry was shocked for a minute before he continued "If you think even for a minute I'm going to believe that..... No, never. I will never believe you. You are nothing but a slut! You fucked not just one guy but many. Ron! Fucking Ron!! Our mutual best friend, his brothers and who else..... God knows"

Hermione was devastated, not because he called her that but because of his not enough trust in her or her words, she couldn't think of anything to say before he spoke "I watched that video. You were fucking some guy and said yes when he asked if he was better than me.." he continued with voice trembling "Was he... Was he better than me?".

"Harry, Please. Don't do this to yourself" She said begging.

"I wanna know!" He urged.

Hermione sighs "Yes, Harry. Physically, they were more... skilled. I never meant for things to go this far, but I can't lie to you. I know I've hurt you beyond words".

"All.. all of them were better than me?" He asked and she nodded "We never fucked, how would you know?".

"They're better in.... in every way" She said blushing.

Harry was hurt "I can't believe you're telling me this. I thought we had something real. How could you do this to us?"

Hermione teary-eyed "I can't lie to you anymore. You deserve the truth".

Harry was angry, hurt and was also turned on. It made him so high as he don't have a cock anymore to relieve himself "Fine, then tell me everything. I want to know every detail of what you did with them".

Hermione swallowed hard "They... they were attentive, Harry. They knew what they are doing. They made me feel desired in a way I hadn't felt before. It was like all 12 of them knew every touch that would drive me crazy".

"Twelve men?!" Harry was visibly shocked "And what did they do?"

Hermione hesitating "They..... they knew how to explore my body, how to make me lose control. Our chemistry was intense, Harry. I felt and did things I hadn't done before".

Harry's voice cracking "I can't believe I'm hearing this. You're tearing me apart".

Hermione was openly crying "I never meant for any of this to happen. I'm so sorry, Harry, it's beyond my control".

Harry wiped a tear "Sorry doesn't erase what you've done, Hermione. I thought I could trust you".

Hermione still crying said it "I know, and I regret it so much. That's why I need to break up with you".

Harry was shocked "What?"

Hermione sobbing "You deserve better, Harry. You deserve someone who hasn't hurt you like I have. I can't bear to see you in pain because of me".

"I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. And that's why I've been thinking... Maybe it's best if we break up".

Harry was still shocked "After all we've been through, you're just ending it like that?"

"You deserve so much better than me. I've betrayed your trust, and I can't live with myself knowing I've hurt you this way".

"This is unbelievable" Harry said with his voice trembling. He was struggling with emotions "I thought we had something real. I never imagined it would come to this".

Hermione sniffles "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, but I know I can't undo what's been done. I hope one day you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I truly do".

Harry was emotionally drained "I don't know if I can, Hermione. I need time to process all of this. It's just... It's hard to wrap my head around all of this. I thought we were in love".

"We were, and maybe a part of me will always love you. But I can't keep dragging you down with my mistakes. I had to get out of this curse for my own good. You can either wait or.....".

He solemnly nodded "I need time to process all of this. I never thought our relationship would end like this".

Hermione brokenly replies "I understand. Take all the time you need. I truly hope you find happiness, even if it's not with me. Goodbye, and I'm so, so sorry for everything". She whispered.

Harry was still placed on the couch looking lost and hurt as Hermione leaves the room, both facing an uncertain future.

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Hermione was packing up her files on the same night from her desk in her ministry office. Her bags were packed in the portal area in where she can travel through the magical realm to her muggle place in just under a minute.

She was about to say goodbye to the wizarding world and never look back, she wants to get away from the curse, she wants to escape the 12 men that managed to make her a slut. She hadn't informed anyone and it's just like a mystery the next day in the newspapers.

But she jumped as soon as he heard Ron's voice from her doorway "Hey, Hermione, we heard about your plans to leave after the breakup. We really don't think it's the best decision right now".

"Yeah, Hermione, we totally understand that things are tough right now, but running away might not be the solution" Someone said from behind Ron and when he moved, Hermione was more surprised to see Draco Malfoy giving her life advice 'Of All People'.

Hermione never stopped packing her office items into the quickly filling up box "I appreciate your concern, guys, but I just need a fresh start. Everything here reminds me of him".

"Oh, wow! Did you hear that. So, me and my family, School and our friends are all nothing to you. The wizarding world means nothing to you, if it not for Harry" Ron said fake pouting.

"That's not what I meant" Hermione snapped.

"We get it, Hermione. But remember all the good times we've had together, the memories we've made? Those won't just disappear if you leave" Ron said defensively.

"And don't forget about the support system you have here. We're your friends, and we're always here for you, no matter what. Leaving would mean leaving that behind too" Draco reminded her.

"I know you both have been amazing friends, but I just feel like I need to distance myself from this pain".

"Taking some time to heal is important, no doubt. But isolating yourself won't necessarily help. You'll heal better surrounded by friends who care about you" Ron winked.

"Plus, think about all the opportunities and experiences this world has to offer. New adventures that might help you discover a whole new side of yourself" Draco said grinning.

"It's just so hard to even think about moving on right now" Hermione sighed.

"Moving on doesn't mean you have to forget everything. It means growing stronger and using the lessons you've learned to build a better future" Draco advised her "And you don't have to go through this alone. We're here to help you navigate through this tough time, every step of the way".

"I'm just scared, you know? Scared of facing the loneliness" Hermione said in a way that melt the hearts of the both the handsome young men.

"It's natural to feel scared, Hermione. But remember, you're not alone. Lean on us when you need to. We'll be there" Ron said flashing his signature lopsided grin.

"We'll make sure you create new, beautiful memories that will eventually overshadow the painful ones" Draco nodded.

"You guys really think staying here is the right choice?" She asked doubtful, biting her bottom lip.

"Absolutely. You're strong, and you can overcome this. Staying here, with your friends, will give you the support and strength you need" Ron clapped on her shoulder.

"We believe in you, Hermione. We're not going anywhere, and neither should you. Stay and let us be here for you" Draco said picking up her heavy office things with the packed box.

"Thank you, both of you. I'm so lucky to have friends like you who care so much. I'll stay and try to work through this together" Hermione finally smiled.

"That's the spirit! We've got your back, always" Ron said and surprising her, he just picked up her tiny body and flung her over his shoulder "We'll go over to your bag area and take it too along the way".

"Ronald! Put me down you idiot. This is embarrassing, I can walk myself, people are going to think you are kidnapping me" She said, her tiny fists punching his back with no effect.

"Let them see. We're in this together, Hermione. You're not alone" Draco chuckled.

"Where are we going?" She asked to look at him as she lay there on Ron's shoulder.

"Home".

Hermione was shocked when the two men landed her in an expensive penthouse with all the amenities one could imagine, it had a swimming pool, a big kitchenette, small movie theater and even a private gym area.

They directed her to a room and asked her to freshen up. When she walked out of her room, smelling something delicious she found the two men in the kitchen making something delicious for her, wearing just an apron.

She just watched them for sometime as they fought and mocked each other verbally, trying to show off but clearly not knowing what to do in the kitchen. She joined them soon, helping them directing them, doing some cooking herself and showing off her cooking skills.

Each guy gave her a little chaste kiss on her left cheek and right temple, appreciating her for her efforts and joining them as they actually wanted it to be a surprise for her but they agreed they hadn't planned it well.

They sat dining, laughing at each other's jokes and sharing about some ministry rumors and the both the men doing a great job in making Hermione forget about Harry and the breakup. They poured her unlimited glasses of red wine to relax her as the trio sat on the living room couch.

Hermione remarked aloud, "I don't think I can ever repay you guys for all this," and turned to face Ron and Draco while doing so.

"We are just getting started tonight", Ron said with a smile and a deep voice. "We also have a special treat in store for you".

"What a shock! In one night, I had both of your full attention! And tonight, you two took good care of me. What could possibly be surprising at this point?" Draco and Ron clinked it as she held up her glass and asked.

"Do you trust us, Hermione?" She nodded softly in response to Ron's question as his brilliant blue eyes swept over hers. When they were both sitting by her side, the men started taking off their clothes one at a time.

Draco ordered, "Take off your clothes," and Hermione shivered as she stood up to do so, eventually standing in her black bra and tiny underwear. Before continuing, he licked his lips and said, "....All of them".

Hermione followed instructions, benefiting from the wine she had just a few minutes earlier as she stood naked and blushing.

Ron swung his enormous dick while standing up. "Come on, I'll show you", he replied, holding out his hand to her. He brought Hermione to the master bathroom after she accepted his hand. She heard water gushing.

When they first walked in, she noticed a big Jacuzzi tub that was covered with bubbles and flower petals. Thinking about the gorgeous presentation where two large men were naked next to her warmed her up in the pussy.

"The house and this set-up are for you, Hermione". Ron grinned as her and added, "We brought the place for you, me, and Draco".

"The other guys also assisted us in loading everything inside". Draco proudly nodded and continued, "Yeah, me and Ron got the property for you and it's under your name now".

All she managed to utter was, "Oh Ronald." Behind her, Draco was holding a bottle. She turned to face Ron and felt his cock on her stomach as she gave him a long, lingering kiss. As she kissed him, she leaned down to give it a small squeeze.

"And Draco," she said in a seductive voice before approaching him, giving him a long, slow kiss and squeezing his cock. "Now, let's take a bath!" She spoke with enthusiasm and walked over to the bathtub.

Of course, Hermione was seated between Draco and Ron. She was in dire need of the hot bath. Since her body was aching, this was assisting in her relaxation and recovery.

It was amazing to see the tub. It was a sex palace that fit into the bathroom corner and had mirrors on both sides of the wall. Even though it could fit four people, she and two enormous naked men found it to be really comfortable.

In between their conversations, they kissed deeply, rubbed, and she grabbed their large cocks. Hermione soon became turned on as well as she felt their firm cocks rise to the occasion while submerged in the warm water.

"Ron. Draco. Sit by the tub's side. I like to suck on your wonderful cocks where I am able to see them". She pushed back. To brush off the bubbles and have something to sit on, both men hurriedly moved to grab some nearby towels. She then turned to stare at Ron before Draco. She then turned her gaze to their almost hard cocks. "Mmmm....". Hermione took Draco first and murmured quietly and sexily, "I'm gonna suck on those massive cocks".

As she jerked him with her hands, she placed him in her mouth and began to suck. She worked Draco up and down while sucking and twisting her hands. As she massaged his crotch, she caught a glimpse of his enormous cock in the mirror as it was standing apart from his groin. Draco must have been enjoying it because he began to groan. Ron caught her eye, and she noticed that he was observing the activity while stoking his cock.

She reached down and grasped his balls as Draco drew near. They were enormous. two large plums in size, hanging down with the heated water. She stopped as he drew near and gave him a slow lick down to his buttocks. She sucked down hard to stop his climax while just barely fitting each ball into her lips. "Ron's turn", she said as she paused. "Draco, keep you cock erect for me".

After a brief moment of anger, Draco grinned. "Guys, move a little closer," Hermione motioned to Ron. Now, they were both hip to hip. Like she did with Draco, she began with Ron. Hermione worked Ron quickly and vigorously as if he were maybe sucking and licking his uncut cock while self-masturbating. Once more, she was turned on as she stared in the mirror!

When Ron was almost there, she followed suit. Ron moved to seize her head as she backed away. Then she smacked his hand away and shouted, "No big guy, I got a big treat for you two." She sucked Ron before she grasped Draco with her other hand. Both of them were hard and prepared when she jerked them. She keeps sucking and stroking, sensing each coming soon. In order to block the flow and stop their orgasm, she reached down with her hands and pinched above the balls whenever one got too close. Each time, she repeated it until they were all set to explode.

She shifted to the middle as they were both really challenging. They both automatically adjusted their hips to move toward her skillful tongue. The two males groaned while back-rocking. Their legs became more rigid, and they began to move. She stroked them into her lips with each hand and swallowed their cum.

As they continued to come, she stimulated vigorously with both cocks in her mouth. Hermione attempted to put both in her mouth, but due to their size, she was unsuccessful. They continued shooting in her face, hair, and chest as she tried to swallow as much as she could. Two enormous blasts came from two enormous towers. She enjoyed surprising them for them!

After adding hot water, they entered the hot tub once more. They all had a brief minute to unwind as Draco retrieved another bottle of champagne. Then he said, "I think Hermione's turn is now," Both men laughed as they alternated between squeezing her nipples and massaging her pussy underwater.

"How would you like to have two guys drop onto you simultaneously?" Ron proposed. Her thoughts questioned how this was possible as her pussy started to catch fire. Ron helped her up from the tub and onto the towel-covered side. Hermione dried off using one towel.

While Draco licked on her boobs, Ron began by lapping at her pussy, making it completely wet. He inhaled and exhaled. Later, they changed. Draco began quickly swiping his tongue across her clitoral area while sucking. She was undoubtedly going to fail soon. As he got close to her, he paused. He chuckled as he continued, "Paybacks a bitch."

Ron knelt down once more and licked her crotch this time in long, powerful strokes, putting it in his mouth and sucking it every few seconds. When Hermione attempted to grab his head because she was going insane, he smacked her hand away and she giggled. Her legs were soon spread wide open as both males took turns sucking and fingering her pussy. The shock then materialized.

Then Ron poked her behind with his finger. Hermione became tense. As Ron's finger moved in and out of her ass, she soon began to receive alternate pussy licks from two large heads working over her cunt. She truly enjoyed the feeling of relaxation.

His two fingers slipped in and out of her cunt as Draco took control. She was about to arrive and was already trembling. Both men managed to insert their heads just as she was about to approach and began alternately sucking her clit. She shouted while trying to shove their heads away because the mere concept made her cum hard. Ron continued to hold her down while Draco dived in. Hermione pleaded with them to stop as she kept coming and coming.

They finally came to a halt. Hermione stumbled into the tub, feeling her ass and pussy quake as she did so. In the hot tub, she cuddled up to Ron, who absorbed her, and played with Draco's cock with her foot. Just hanging out in the tub with them, chatting, laughing, and drinking, was incredibly comforting and calming. Her night out with her lovers was fantastic. Hermione felt so at ease and eager to get to bed. Or so she believed, but these men had other ideas.

Ron, Draco, and Hermione all cleaned up after having a wild time in the large Jacuzzi tub. Draco fondled her ass as she approached him and gave him a long, passionate kiss. She then went to Ron and gave him a big smooch while pressing against his still larger flaccid manhood. She exclaimed, "That was an amazing night!" She walked after them, presuming they were finished, and said, "And, I am exhausted and need to get some rest in my own bed."

Ron proclaimed, "Hermione, my lovely baby, we aren't done tonight. Draco and I need to cuddle and a kiss goodnight. Why not dress in your seductive white underwear and wait for us in bed while we enjoy a drink for a nice surprise?"

She started to get a little hot at the idea of lying between the two men. She said, "Perhaps I didn't need to sleep alone tonight." Ron and Draco exchanged smiling looks as they met. "Don't keep me waiting for too long because I'm a little tired", Hermione demanded while grinning. She turned to take the specially purchased costume from them, put it on, and then climbed into bed as the boys went outside to pour another drink.

In the little time that they were gone, she slept off while thinking about all that had just transpired and how much her pussy was going to enjoy being stretched by their large cocks. Someone was seated next to her when she overheard a noise. As he began massaging her back and moved his large hands down her body to her legs before moving up and around to her chest, Hermione was only partially awake. Then, as she was being pulled in for a bear hug, she could feel his cock beginning to press against her ass and the bulge against her pussy from behind. She was experiencing sexual tiredness and was half unconscious as the grinding and stroking continued. "Mmmm," she groaned as the simple sensation of a large cock pressing against her underwear began to wake her up from her brief snooze. She recognized Ron from the size and thickness of the hands.

His cock began to rub her pussy from behind as he began to grip her nipples through her stunning white lace bra. She immediately spread her legs a little to give Ron's cock better access even though he wasn't yet fully hard enough to press with much force against her underwear. Her pussy has grown around three to four inches longer as a result of Ron's cock pushing in between her legs. Once again groaning, she exclaimed, "Yess, that's a sexy huge cock!" She then reached down to brush, pinched the head with her fingers, and held it against her underwear.

He recognized the cue and began to rock back and forth, rubbing her pussy and clit through her knickers. As she rubbed her pussy against his cock, it grew. Ron gently pinched her nipples, making them harder. "I knew your lovely body was prepared for another round", he muttered into her ear in a low, seductive tone. "My big cock must to be in you as you come around me!"

"Oh Ron, I don't know if it will still fit after three days because your cock is so thick". and as he continued to stroke her pussy and flood her pants, she turned her head for a passionate kiss. Ron retreated before reaching down to loosen her bra and yanking it off. Then, his large hands covered her tits and teased me by pinching her nipples. She was dragged backwards onto him as he somewhat reclined. As they shared a passionate kiss, she slightly moved to face him. She opened her legs allowing him to have full access, spreading her left leg over his. He lowered his hand and rubbed Hermione's moist underwear with his expanding cock.

She cried in his ear, "Ron baby, pull off my panties and slap your big cock on my pussy." Ron quickly removed her legs by putting her legs together and reaching down. She resumed the posture while still being naked, but this time, her exposed naked puss was rubbing along his cock shaft. As he massaged her moisture across his large penis, his cock grew and became harder and harder. She touched her pussy and discovered that it was wet. Not moist enough for his enormous cock, though. His cock tip was way past her belly button and was laying on her stomach as she caressed it with two hands as he pushed his cock all the way forward, causing his pelvis to become entrapped against hers. "I want to own that enormous cock!" Hermione crooned in Ron's ear, "Tease me by putting the tip of your cock against my clit." He complied with her request and carefully pulled his cock back about a foot from the top of her tummy.

He had to squat down for a better angle because he was so enormous, putting his head in the ideal position to suck on her tittles. Ron rubbed the tip of his cock up and down my wet slit while drawing her nipple deeply into his lips. With each stroke, the enormous, uncut cock expanded up her labia. More and more, he was exposing her. She provided him with natural lubrication as he made his first push, which was successful. "I'm going to spread your pussy wide and you will be gushing constantly," he said, pushing a little harder this time.

Hermione bit into the pillow while grunting aloud. Ron continued to push till she felt his head enter her vagina. Now that he was lubricating the inner labia that were stretched around his girth, she was being stretched around his enormous cock, which felt like it was the size of a beer bottle. Every time she was with Ron, it felt like being a virgin again.

Ron moved slowly and in small strokes, which caused the discomfort to disappear. Soon, any discomfort was replaced by pleasure, and her pussy began to tremble as his cock dipped a bit deeper with each touch. Now as his cock was getting deeper and deeper, every nerve in her pussy was on fire. Ron approached her methodically and slowly. Soon, he was slowly pushing in again after pulling back a few inches at a time. He licked and pinched Hermione's nipples while he slowly and thoroughly fouled her. Ron paused to make fun of me and said, "I want to bang you from back" as she was about to approach.

"Don't stop, you're making me feel so good right now." Answering, Hermione. She was placed on her knees with Ron behind her, and he turned over, holding her waist. She was now on her knees, and Ron started to slowly move in and out of her wet pussy from behind her while he kept his cock in her the entire time.

He continued to drive deeper and deeper into her pussy, stretching and filling the entire area. "Fuck me with that big cock! More! Fuck me deeper!" It didn't take long for Draco to enter the room and assist a friend. He yelled, "What the fuck Weasley, I assumed you were in the restroom and not banging Hermione!" when he caught Ron shoving into her pussy from behind.

Hermione interrupted Ron before he could answer, saying, "Draco, get over here and allow me to suck your huge cock while Ronald takes his turn at fucking me." Draco observed her licking her lips as she continued to be thoroughly fucked. Ron continued to pound her pussy from behind as he dropped his robe and climbed onto the bed. He approached her and her mouth more closely. She began sucking on Draco's semi-hard penis when he placed his cock close to her mouth in an effort to make it fully hard.

She struggled to focus as she took Draco down her throat while Ron shoved his enormous cock into her pussy, but she managed to sneak another side glimpse in the mirror and saw a full view of herself being doubly impaled by enormous cocks! She approached trembling at the sight and had to take care not to bite Draco!

She had to get rid of it quickly to avoid choking, and in her crazed lust she uttered, "I just love fucking your big cocks!" after when she shouted while holding her hand back to stop Ron from pushing even harder. From this angle, her pussy was completely full. Ron still needed to bury his cock in her by a few more inches, as seen in the mirror.

"Ron, baby, we've got to try another position so I can squeeze your cock into me." As he continued to push in and out while using shorter strokes, she made a suggestion. He grinned as he carefully removed his massive rod from her while turning to face him. He immediately stood up and flopped down with a cock the size of a flag pole pointing straight up!

Ron was effortlessly inserted within her after she mounted him. She impaled herself on Ron's enormous cock while he was pinching and squeezing her nipples. Hermione understood that by controlling his depth and angle while she was on top, he would miss her cervix. Draco pushed her head toward him to suck on his now-hard cock as soon as she had settled in on Ron. She attempted to drive a little bit deeper with each bounce she gave Ron. She was seeing herself in the mirror as she jumped up and down on Ron's cock while sucking on Draco's. Her pussy began to twitch in orgasm as she rode that massive cock slowly and deeply as Draco and Ron continued to compliment her on how naughty and seductive she was in the much more comfortable position! It was very seductive.

Ron began to slid his finger tip into her ass as she continued to move on his cock. Having Ron's thick finger go up her ass while sucking on Draco's massive cock was starting to turn on in her pussy! She noticed Draco smiling and having a glint in his eye as she gazed up into his eyes while sucking on his cock. Before Ron could reach behind her ass and spread her cheeks to offer Draco a peek, he took his finger out of her ass and stepped around the bed behind her.

Draco approached her from behind and began to massage his cock around her anus. It started to turn her on because it was so sensitive. She continued to ride Ron as he lubricated his cock and gave a slight push.

Both men slowly began to rock back and forth when he slipped it in, further piercing her. Hermione began to tremble hysterically and groan, "On My God!" loudly. The men became more enraged as a result.

Draco muttered, "Hermione, you sexy cock slut," while Ron had his hands on her hips, forcing her down onto his cock with each stroke.

Draco and Ron kept driving in and out of Hermione while she continued to groan and yell incoherently. At times, they went deep in sync at the same time, and other times, they switched off. She noticed that their rhythm was accelerating and that their cocks appeared to be becoming more rigid after what seemed like an eternity of long, sluggish grinds. She was on the verge of passing out from a series of orgasms. She had completely lost control and was now trapped between two enormous men, their cocks buried deep in her pussy and ass.

Ron, in her opinion, came first. His cock was forced to the absolute limit inside of her as he pushed and grunted. She was repeatedly struck by the deep spray of his come spray. Draco was triggered by that and pushed all the way into her as he approached. She came repeatedly, each time with two enormous cocks completely extended.

She had fallen into Ron's chest when she awoke from her delirium, and Draco was lying on the bed next to them panting after rolling off her back. She simply curled up on Ron, his enormous cock still lodged in her pussy. Ron was giving her back a gentle stroke. It was the last thing she recalled before falling asleep on Ron's chest with his enormous cock still stuck in her due to exhaustion.

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Hermione was in her office, morning sunlight streaming through the window. Hermione is at her desk, working on some papers. Mr. Kingsley enters, holding a folder.

Hermione who was so focused on her work, startled when Mr. Kingsley enters "Oh, Minister! You startled me".

Mr. Kingsley smiling "I'm sorry, Hermione. I hope I didn't interrupt anything important".

Hermione nervously answered "No, not at all. What brings you here?"

Kingsley pauses, then opens the folder "Well, I have some exciting news. I've been going through your recent performance reports, and I must say, I'm truly impressed".

Hermione gave a confused look "Thank you, Mr. Kingsley, but I'm just doing my job".

Kingsley grinned "It's more than that, Hermione. Your dedication and hard work haven't gone unnoticed. In fact, I received a call from a close friend of mine, Mr. Arthur Weasley".

Hermione was surprised "Mr. Weasley spoke to you about my work?"

Kingsley explained "He explained about what's been happening in your life, Hermione and you did not deserve that from Mr. Potter and Arthur have been raving about your work, and the council was very impressed with what they've heard that they decided to ignore their list of best people in the ministry and marked you in the top. But even though the Weasley twins had to bribe them a bit too much to consider your name first, you are worth it".

Hermione was now shocked "Arthur talked about me to the Wizengamot? And the twins did that?! I had no idea".

Kingsley nodded his head "Yes, and as a result, the council wants to offer you a top position in the ministry, the next Minister of Magic and they specifically asked if you'd be interested".

Hermione speechless, then slowly smiles "This...this is incredible! I don't know what to say".

Kingsley spoke back warmly "Take your time, Hermione. This is a significant opportunity, and we fully support your decision. We'd hate to see you go, but we want what's best for your career".

Hermione is grateful and excited "I can't thank you enough, Mr. Kingsley, Also Mr. Weasley and the twins. This means the world to me. I'll give it some thought, but I think I'd like to accept the council's offer".

Kingsley smiled "That's fantastic news, Hermione. I'm sure you'll excel in your new role. We'll start the transition process whenever you're ready".

Hermione was overjoyed "Thank you so much, Minister. I can't believe how this all happened".

Kingsley proudly replied "It happened because of your hard work and dedication, Hermione. Congratulations on this well-deserved opportunity". She nodded. Kingsley turned and walked back towards the door, when he was about to exit, he looked back and told her "By the way, Arthur and the twins asked me to pass you a message that they will be visiting you tonight to get their thanks" he smirked as he watched Hermione blush before disappearing.

Hermione went back to her paperwork and made the decision to call it a day. If Arthur and the twins truly did decide to pay her a visit, she had to go home early.

She entered her brand-new apartment, which Ron and Draco had purchased for her a week earlier. She had a great time at this location and all the hidden attractions within the structure. With the house and the men that will join her every night, each ending up on her bed, Hermione could not tell whether she had ever been this pleased before.

She was reminded of Crookshanks by the new cat the men had brought her. He was a cute little guy. She could hear her cat begging at the door for food. Before she checked on the location, she fed him and gave him some smooths because she had been too preoccupied becoming mired in paperwork to think about Harry's position. She wasn't surprised that it was spotless because the clean magic had been working automatically for the appearance at each corner.

She arrived in her bedroom after making sure all the windows were still secured. It had a double bed and mirrored wardrobes, and it was nicely furnished. She went over the white silk quilt with her hand. Against her skin, it was incredibly silky. She laughed as she considered how many more nights she would spend in that bed with the twelve men.

She unzipped a closet. Pristine hangers held pricey clothing. everything, including hot and sensual gowns. Hermione laughed out loud as she opened the following wardrobe. A couple sexy leather suits were hanging there. A row of precisely arranged shoes was arranged on the shoe racks at the bottom.

She then turned to look in her drawers. She had lifted the lids from their boxes and displayed exquisite jewelry that was likewise expertly displayed within. Every kind of underwear imaginable was in the drawers as she made her way downward. a variety of knickers and bras. She gasped when she opened the last drawer. There was a vast collection of sex toys within. Some of them were unable to determine their intended uses. She received a variety of dildos, vibrators, whips, and shackles from the boys.

She shut it before cracking open a bottle of wine for bravery. After downing two glasses of wine, she went back into her room, reopened the wardrobes, and gently brushed her fingers across the hanging clothing. She lifted a racy-looking dress off the rail with a smirk on her face. She closed the door and held it up to her body while grinning into the mirror.

She would never consider purchasing the dress, much less wearing it in public. But when she was alone in her room, she felt this overwhelming desire to put it on, simply to see how she would appear in something so daring. She laughed and took off her white shirt, then unbuttoned and took off her black pencil skirt. Excitedly, she undid her white bra and unhooked her black bra, leaving her completely naked in her bedroom. She told herself she would be a fine escort as she cast a quick peek in the mirror at her appearance. She chuckled aloud at that.

She stepped into the red dress after removing it from the hanger, pulling it up to her waist. Before she raised the dress higher over her chest, her bare breasts bucked. She felt goosebumps on and around my areoles and had rock-hard nipples. Hermione was undoubtedly amused and excited.

She slowly and deftly managed to zip my dress up the back, despite how difficult it was. With a few minor alterations here and there, the dress was securely fastened to her body. It adhered to her curves, emphasizing them. Hermione felt wonderful. She had a sensual feeling. She was appealing. Although she had never dressed this provocatively before, she had been dating Harry for so long that she had forgotten what it was like to dress sexily.

The front of the red dress was plunged, cut out, and laced. It exposed so much flesh as it extended across her chubby chest. The lace was just snug enough to give her deep cleavage and lifted breasts without making the tiny dress appear too small. It was actually a thrilling and shockingly ideal fit. She frizzed out her hair with her fingers as she gazed at herself in the mirror, letting it fall over her shoulders and down her back. She needed more, so she gave herself the escort look—whatever that was—using some of her makeup. By the time she was done, she appeared frightened. Her face was bright and sexy thanks to the mascara, eye shadow, and blush, and her lips were a sensual deep red.

Now that she was clothed, she didn't want to take it off, so she paraded about her bedroom like she was on a catwalk. She stayed that way for at least another fifteen minutes. Then, she heard three assured knocks on her door. She jumped at each one, becoming more terrified with each one. She stopped dead in her tracks. When she considered Arthur and the twins visiting her, her heart started to beat quickly. "Hermione! On the other side of the door, a man's deep voice said, "It's me, Arthur!"

She approached the door and peered in the door hole. "Merlin, Hermione," she mumbled to herself, taking a few long breaths before she finally opened the door. An enlarged vision of a handsome man in a shirt carrying a bouquet of flowers was smiling and waiting.

"Oh!" Arthur was startled to see her and stepped back. He continued, moving his gaze up and down Hermione's body and over her protruding, lace-covered breasts. "You're not just hot, if not hotter," he said. He entered the residence. As he put the flowers on the table in the entryway, Arthur grinned.

"So, are you free tonight?" Arthur smiled broadly as he questioned her. He had a really attractive appearance, and he described her as if she was an escort. Hermione backed up a few feet and her back collided with the wall. "Hermione, you look like a whore dressed like that." Arthur smirked while arching his brow. "I like to pretend, can we pretend you're Hermione, hmm?" I'll give you 50% more money if that's what you say".

As Arthur pulled a wad of cash out of his back pocket, Hermione gasped. Arthur approached her and cupped the side of her face; she had no idea how much he was holding up for her. "Compared to the regular whore I used to frequent here, you are twice as attractive. In addition, you're natural," he added, casting a glance at her breasts.

She exhaled, startled, perplexed, and aroused. Hermione was experiencing stress unlike anything she had ever experienced. "Mmm, let's stop fooling around and get to work, hey, Hermione." The words "Fred and George will be late" were uttered by Arthur in a soft, commanding voice. He stuffed a bunch of letters that were turned over into Hermione's lace dress before kissing her, leaving her helpless to move or talk. She gave Arthur a kiss as he ran his fingers through her hair. He murmured into her mouth as she was breathing heavily. The kiss was the sexiest she had ever experienced. She had never had anything like it.

"Hermione, let's shift this to the bedroom. You must remove your dress for me to see you". All of a sudden, she was being guided inside her bedroom by the hand. She did nothing to stop him, and he took the entire charge. Her body yearned for it, but she was unable to rationally think since her mind was racing so much. She was facing him until Arthur turned her around after giggling at her.

He kissed the back of Hermione's neck and said softly, "Are you new to this, Hermione? You appear quite anxious. Relax. I'm a good person". The back dress zipper was yanked down in the opposite direction, sending a shock of electricity up her spine.

"This is my first time," she moaned loudly, playing the part. As the zipper approached her spine's base, her knees began to give way and her hands began to tremble.

"Mmm. We can alter our role-playing if you'd like, or do you enjoy serving as our whore?" She moaned as a result of Arthur kissing her neck.

She exhaled "Yes," acknowledging that she was about to have sex with Arthur. Arthur ran his hands up the front of her body to her breasts rather than yanking the dress down to her torso. He lifted them up by cupping them from below.

He nibbled on her right ear lobe and moaned, "Mmm, so full and soft." "Hermione, I'll make sure we both have a good time tonight". She shut her eyes and gave up her control. While kissing her neck, Arthur was stroking her breasts through the lace. Up until he finally tugged the dress down her body, he was more excited than she was.

Her breasts bounded loose and landed in his hands a little while later. Before he began to delicately play with her erect, delicate nipples, he lifted and squeezed them while exclaiming how lovely they were. Arthur took off the garment after telling me he favored natural-looking women. He had to roll the fabric over her curves since it stuck to her body so tightly. "Hmm, no knickers. You are a bad girl, Hermione, aren't you?" he whispered in her ear. She was speechless. All that came out of her mouth were moans and gasps.

The garment was around her ankles as he finished kissing her back and legs. She stepped out of it, and he gasped. He then grabbed her buttocks and squeezed them, pressing his face into the smooth flesh and kissing her cheeks. He sighed as he led her to the bed, "Mmm, so sexy." She heaved a heavy sigh as he leaned me over the bed and slapped her right cheek since she wasn't sure what to expect exactly. "Spread those lovely legs, my love".

Hermione shuffled her feet over the carpet, little wider than shoulder width apart, with her hands buried in the bed and her huge breasts drooping. "That's beautiful." Arthur sighed behind her and ran a firm hand up the back of her right leg to her ass, giving it a little more of a spanking that made her jump and scream.

She closed her eyes and bit the bottom of her lip in anticipation because she was so excited. Hermione was incredibly perceptive; she felt his palm swiping across the backs of her legs and buttocks and enjoyed it. He was clearly aroused and controlling his breathing. She felt a finger run the length of her wet slit as his hand slipped between her legs later. "Perfect," he whispered, pressing his finger up to her clit.

"Uhh, yes," she groaned and started to softly rock back and forth.

"Hermione, do you like the way that feels? Because I do, for sure".

She wailed, "Yes," wanting his finger to poke her. Arthur was able to interpret her. He touched her slit and clit before inserting his finger into her pussy. She lowered her head and uttered a long, deep groan. The sensation of being fingered in such a way made up for her sore shoulders and heaviness in her breasts.

"Hermione, get down on the bed. "Get down on your hands and knees and push your back. I'm going taste you." She complied with his orders and crawled up onto her bed as Arthur spanked her behind once more. She loved how the soft, satin quilt felt against her hands and legs. She rested her head and gathered her hands in front. A man her father's age was presented with her arse up high and in a submissive manner. This evening was completely out of character for her. It was empowering.

"Look at that, I say". He made a joyful sound. Then he crouched down behind Hermione and opened her cheeks. When his tongue lashed up and across both holes, she felt her puckered hole expand and her pussy widen.

"Uhhhh! Yes!" She exclaimed with delight.

Arthur chuckled, "I think someone likes that," and then he repeated himself. She remained hunched over for the following few seconds, enjoying herself lewdly. Arthur looked at both holes equally. He gently teased her arsehole before caressing her pussy with his exquisite tongue activity. Hermione resisted his stopping since she was so drenched. He spat at her puckered hole, which slightly marred the moment, but she didn't have time to wonder why because his thumb was immediately pressing against it.

"Hermione, there's a good girl. I'll give you what you need if you just stay put". She heard Arthur go to his feet and unbuckle his pants. He released his cock and moaned while he was still thumbing the borders of her anus. She hardly gave a condom a thought because it felt so amazing. Condoms were the last thing on her mind as his thumb squeezed into her butt and his cock's head rubbed along her slit.

Hermione groaned and put her arms out in front as he tried to penetrate her since she was too small for his size. "Mmm, you're a dream," he whispered, spreading her outer lips and inserting his cock into her pussy.

"Ahhh! Uhhhhh! Ah! Yes! Uhhhh!" He pressed his thumb inside Hermione's arse and stretched her wet pussy walls as she moaned. She reached for her hands out of double happiness. She had her thumb in her behind and a large cock in her pussy, returning to the dog posture.

"I'll take you in gently Hermione". He smirked and inserted his entire length within her. "I'm a gentleman," he said. "Yesss! That's exactly why I came". As soon as his thumb left her behind, her hips were grabbed and gripped by his hands. He muttered before fucking her. Soon after he slammed that cock like a piston in and out of her pussy, her moaning transformed into screams. She needed it more deeply than she realized. She wanted to continue getting fucked like that for hours since it felt so wonderful.

"Yes, yes,' I'm cumming now! Yes!".

"Mmm!" Arthur increased his pressure on her. He snatched her hair and yanked her head back just as she let out an orgasm. "Slut, let it out! I want to experience your firm cumming on my cock". She let herself go as her orgasm erupted, ripped through her body, and finally subsided. Hermione surrendered to Arthur and pleaded with him to fuck her more vigorously. In exchange for her cooperation, he beat her with his enormous cock while releasing her hair and spanking her behind.

Arthur pulled her back so her legs were out of the bed and her feet were on the floor as she fell forward on the bed, savoring the silk quilt caressing the front of her hot, wet body. He remained silent. He didn't inquire. He merely spelled a lubing charm by pointing his wand.

She stayed in the afterglow of her orgasm, anticipating what was about to happen, as Arthur opened her legs and lavishly lubricated her puckered hole. Even when he began fingering the lubrication into the hole, it felt comfortable. With a gasp, Hermione allowed him to continue. Then, he tugged on her waist while placing his cock on the lubricated entrance. "Darling, it will hurt for a little while. So, smile and endure it. You'll adore it once I'm in. exactly as you always do".

She shrieked as Arthur pressed. She struggled to bear the pain as he applied more pressure. The pain was agonizing, and the muscles in her rectum were struggling to keep him out, but Arthur gritted and continued. He was correct; after only a little period of discomfort, she was gasping for air and exhaling deeply in relief. His cock was lodged in her butt. He penetrated her rectum with his cock while she stared straight ahead with her eyes wide open.

"Breath, Hermione. Simply take a breath, and I'll go slowly". He spoke encouraging remarks. Arthur started to slide that huge cock in and out of Hermione's behind as she grasped fistfuls of silk bedding and groaned short, harsh breaths. It was an unanticipated sense of joy. While he sodomized her, she cried out in pain. Fortunately, he didn't beat her arse as hard as he did her pussy. He behaved like the gentleman he pretended to be by letting her stroke her clit while he slowly entered and exited through her rear door. Everything he did simply raised the stakes. the way he took charge and pretended she was an escort. to misdirect her and take her dress off. then to tickle her with his cock and tongue. It gave me a rush.

Another orgasm shortly followed for Hermione. Arthur had been on the verge of being released, but he was able to wait until she was thoroughly penetrated. He told her to get on her knees for another experience after acknowledging that he had defeated and shattered her body. "Hermione, hold your tits up and open your mouth." In close proximity to her face, Hermione stroked his cock.

"Here it comes, dear, put your head back," she said as she opened her mouth and pushed her breasts together. "I will cover up your stunning face. Mmm." Her forehead was covered in thick cum by the first pulse. As Arthur adjusted his cock to ensure he covered as much of her face as possible, the second and third covered her face. As it fell everywhere, she naturally shut her eyes. Up till he had nothing more to release, he poured it within her lips, down over the corners of her eyes, and both sides of her face.

"That was incredible, Hermione". The dregs from his cock's end were flung over her face as Arthur moaned, "You're worth every single dime". Hermione laughed hysterically, afraid to move in fear it all fell off her face. Being coated in cum gave her a seductive vibe." You performed admirably for your initial escorting experience". She jumped to her feet and sprinted for the shower as Arthur laughed, "The diagon alley whores has some competition!".

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She discovered Arthur in the kitchenette area as she comes back after taking a shower and changing into a new sexy attire for when Fred and George joined them. As she moved up to him, he offered her a thousand galleons. Hermione was surprised because she had assumed he would stay the night. If Arthur had wanted to spend the night with her, she would have done it.

He said to her as she stood there dressed in a black pencil skirt, a white shirt, stockings, and heels, "I have a surprise for you, Hermione." She wore a similar black bra and pair of pants underneath. "I want you to keep me entertained tonight." He smiled.

"Can I humor you?" She questioned sarcastically. "I just entertained your sexy DILF ass a few minutes ago"

"I want you to entertain me in new, exciting ways."

"I can't be taken by surprise like this, you know." She attempted to object. "It's a lot of money, too".

"The money is not a concern. Now that you're an escort, it's not just for my money. Just imagine how much fun we'll all have together," Arthur grinned.

"All?" She grew really anxious. "You mean Fred and George?"

"Boys!" When Arthur yelled, two young, naked men with semi-erections entered.

They all uttered the same greeting, "Hello, Hermione," and their cocks completely hardened.

"Fred! George!" She exhaled, wondering when they entered, and covering her mouth with a hand. As she stood there gazing at their firm bodies and cocks, Arthur smirked.

"Boys, please treat Miss Granger with the utmost respect".

George grinned as he approached Hermione while waving his cock in the air. "You have our word," he said.

Fred smiled and walked up to her with his twin, "We wouldn't lose an opportunity like this," he said.

"Wait!" Hermione chuckled apprehensively. The situation seemed absurd. She struggled to assemble her feelings and thoughts in time. Within a split second, the two men were on her. As their hands grasped her breasts and arse, they kissed her neck, face, and mouth from opposite sides. Arthur sat and watched them as they were tender and private, taking their time to arouse her with their lips and hands.

She was suddenly being led toward the kitchen table as her feet started to move. Hermione allowed the twins to take her wherever they pleased despite her lack of protest or comment. While Fred unzipped and took off her pencil skirt, George began unbuttoning and taking off her blouse. Until she was standing in her heels, stockings, and underwear, she gasped and sighed.

Arthur pulled out his cock as she looked into his eyes, her body under attack from their powerful hands and eager, sweet lips. Hermione was looking for assistance, but she couldn't help but smile as Fred unhooked her bra before she shuddered.

As Fred knelt down in front of her and removed her underwear, George ripped the bra from her body. Hermione was now fully exposed to everyone in the room, including her bare breasts and shaved pussy. She immediately smoothed palms up and down her legs and on her soft meaty mounds. When George turned around, his twin was pinching her breasts and cupping them. "Boys, keep her heels and stockings on. You can treat Miss Granger as she is", said Arthur.

After giving her a smile, Fred pressed his lips forcefully on hers. They kissed like lovers, not as former classmates and friends. She knew these boys were going to want her as George stood behind her with his arms wrapped around her and playing with her breasts. She was aware that she would consent. She also thought they would take her anyway if she didn't, which made her more eager.

Over the course of around twenty minutes, she was turned around and around in a bewildered maelstrom of lustful emotions as George and Fred alternately kissed and groped her in front of Arthur. Both were erotically tending to her. Both pinned a finger on her. She was turned on and excited by both "You look lovely, Hermione, isn't she boys?" Arthur leaned back, grinning and massaging his crotch.

George sputtered as he approached his twin and said, "Stunning."

"Definitely stunning," Fred said with a smile. Both wizards were now holding their amazing strong erections in front of her. Hermione laughed at her situation.

"Hermione, I guess they'd like you to be on your knees right now. "Boys, how about it? Would you like to witness Miss Granger sucking your cocks as she is knelt down?"

George exclaimed "Absolutely!"

"Could not think of any better," Fred continued. Hermione chuckled as she knelt in the middle of her kitchen and grabbed both guys. She opened her mouth and alternated swiping her tongue across the delicate tips of their throbbing cocks as they gasped and sought for her breasts, squeezing her as she massaged them.

George sighed and said, "That's it, Hermione," treating her almost like a pet.

Fred said, nipping at Hermione's nipple, "Suck it, Hermione. You have excellent boobies. Your large tits were admired by all the boys at Hogwarts". She started sucking on Fred's throbbing cock first since she was so horny. She massaged and sucked on the head as she ate it, all the while caressing George. She then switched. Hermione yelled at the men back and forth, letting them know they were acting out a fantasy.

"Suck our balls, you slut!" said Fred. "Mmm!" He then sighed when she complied, "Fuck yeah!" Hermione reasoned that she was more than just an escort. She was a prostitute, a sleazy whore. One who enjoyed every minute of pairing these males. She had stopped caring about the possibility that this would damage her reputation. She was present-focused. These two guys are living and getting ready to fuck her. She wanted it. She yearned for it.

"Get her seated at the kitchen table. I want lick her pussy". George instructed his twins. She was soon flat on her back over the kitchen table once the men regained control. Arthur stood up and walked over. As he watched his two sons approach her for a fuck, he was now completely nude and stroking his cock.

"Oh, fuck!" George yelled. "Kitten, you have a great pussy! Mmm!" When Hermione felt George's tongue caressing her folds, she groaned in appreciation. He inserted two fingers into her while frantically flicking his tongue around her clitoral region. When Fred bent her head back and shoved his cock down her throat, she was wailing and fidgeting with her breasts.

"I can't believe I'm fucking Miss Goody two shoes in her mouth again!" He moaned, feeding her his cock, "One of the hottest chicks in Hogwarts!"

"Yeah! Tell me about it". George murmured as he stood up, a little eager to get her fucked.

"Boys, take your time. We didn't pay much to see you fuck her in a hurry. Always put the lady first". She must have expressed her disappointment to Arthur for not cumming.

"Relax, dad," George reassured his father. "Miss Granger will just love it," George then positioned his cock and sank down deep inside of her body. When George entered the room, Hermione gasped while gagging on Fred's. She was relieved when he successfully removed his cock from her lips.

"Damn! That's so fucking wonderful!" As George gave her long, languid strokes, he yelled while immediately beginning to sweat. "Man! That is one amazing pussy".

George received a shoulder pat from Arthur, who grinned. "Boys, take your time. Give it a while".

As he placed his cock back in her mouth, Fred grinned and said, "We want to last for as long as possible." While he and Arthur grabbed her tits and toyed with her swollen nipples, he let her grip his cock and control how much she took. While holding her legs out in front of him, George slowly and deeply fucked her. It didn't take her long to start moaning that she was about to cum.

Her cries turned hungry and desperate. George grumbled at her to cough before quickening his strokes. His cock was moving harder and faster as his fingers pushed into his silky thighs. She was propelled by the three of them until she lost control. George muttered that he could feel his cock twitching in the vicinity of her pussy. With him fucking her so good, Hermione had lost control of both her mind and body. Say, "Bend her over!" Fred joyfully leaped. "I can't even remember how many times I had to watch that ass in class! I want to bang her in the back". George switched the lads' places after softly lowering her legs.

"Are you alright, Hermione?" As the boys flipped her over onto her front, Arthur spoke with her.

She smirked and uttered, "Yes, I'm good," with her breasts pressing against the table as she breathed heavily.

With his hands running up and down the backs of her stocking-clad legs, Fred kicked her heels apart. Before his cock touched her pussy, he murmured, "Mmm, fuck that feels so hot!"

Hermione's head was raised off the table and George groaningly said, "Suck it, Hermione," while putting his cock to her mouth. Both men re-entered her at the same time. As she sucked on George's cock, she immediately tasted her own pussy juices, but things were going too well again to dwell on it for too long. Fred was fucking her deeply from behind while he had his hands on her ass. George just caressed her hair and let her suck his cock however she pleased. He seemed to adore her verbal abilities.

The twins continuously roasted her on the spit for the next five or so minutes. This time, Hermione came with more ferocity than any previous orgasm. Arthur was gushing pre-cum while standing to one side. "Let's take this up to the bedroom now", he said. It was not a recommendation. It was a courteous directive.

She was carried upstairs to her bedroom wearing lace top stockings and heels by two nude, nasty Weasley twins, with the elder Weasley taking the lead. She realized she wanted all three of the gorgeous nude male specimens in the room to fuck her while there was so much testosterone there. She required them to satisfy her completely.

She stepped casually over to the bed and jumped up upon it. As soon as George and Fred stepped up on either side of her, they began to massage and kiss each other's bodies together. Before she was rolled over to straddle Fred, their hands again traveled all over her, feeling her. Fred grabbed her breasts as she regained control and lowered herself all the way down his stiff shaft.

Only a few seconds had passed after she began moving around on his cock while squeezing the walls of her tight pussies when George approached from behind and propelled her forward. My arse, by this point used to taking the cock of all twelve men and yet tight, felt lubrication being poured to it. George growled as he lined his cock up to slip in.

When she was loaded with two young cocks, the four of them all sighed in varied degrees. While George started to move first, Fred held her while licking and chewing on her nipples. He was making sounds as though he was about to cough, but he refrained. He took his time developing a rhythm before finally being able to fuck her behind. After that, Fred started to thrust upward, trapping her between two cocks and leaving her at their mercy.

She arrived really shortly. She admired how her body demonstrated just how much more she was capable of. When she reached her peak, George withdrew, leaving the arse vacant, and Arthur moved in to fill the gap. She could see that the oldest Weasley was the most endowed of the three since he fed every inch of her rectum. George then stepped over his twin in front of her after pulling her to her feet.

Hermione actually had Arthur bringing up the rear as she attempted to move as Fred was trying to fuck her pussy from underneath. Having George hold her head and penetrate her mouth was the icing on this sinister cake. The three of them continued to use hee in this manner until she climaxed once more, nearly pushing one or two of them over the edge along with her.

Instead, they gradually withdrew from her body, leaving a void of nothingness. She was nearly out of energy as they placed her down gently while laughing among themselves. Each had their own release needed while hanging on to their stiff cocks. She would have been content to stay there as they peed all over her, but they had other plans for her.

Pulling Hermione to the end of the bed, she was then rolled onto her left side. In order to get inside her behind, Fred pulled her right leg up high. She understood he had not yet experienced such pleasure. George approached his twin while smirking and placing his cock against her pussy. Arthur grinned, "Now this is what I call twin penetration. Boys, fuck those holes. Add cum inside Miss Granger".

As both cocks pushed her, she let out an enormous scream. While the other filled her pussy, she felt one stretch her behind. She could feel them fucking her like a huge cock. Before they began fucking her jointly, the men chuckled and moaned. While pleading that it was too much and complaining that it felt so nice, she was grabbing and clawing at the bed.

In close proximity to her head, Arthur caressed her face. He thought he was soothing her. There was no consoling Hermione in that circumstance. She was preparing for another orgasm. Reaching that climax was the only solace that could be deemed reasonable. She had to make it her last. She could only take so much of these guys' gang-bangs. Her supplications were heard. "Fuck! Here it comes. Mmm!" Fred sighed.

"Fill her arse!" George hissed. "I'm going to stuff her tight cunt", she said.

"Do it!" She was able to exhale. "Finish inside of me!"

"Give the lady what she wants, boys!" Excitedly joining in was Arthur. "Give Lady Granger your cum!" As he grabbed her leg and yelled, Fred filled her anal canal with thick cum. George then muttered, and they both began to climax. As he filled her pussy with his come as she was coming, Hermione screamed and slammed her fist down the bed. It was like a series of releases that went on for ever.

Arthur took charge and put her legs onto his shoulders when the two guys collapsed as they exited the vehicle, gasping and panting for air and leaving her holes distended and gushing cum. He inserted his cock into her cum-filled pussy for the very first time and fucked her violently.

In essence, Hermione was being fucked like a whore as the boys roared. Arthur could not control his lustful wrath and was merciless and cruel. As he continued to pummel her already battered pussy, he eventually rushed into her and spilled his seed deep into her body. It caused what would turn out to be her last orgasm, after which everything became fuzzy and sluggish.

Hermione was at peace regardless of whether she died or simply entered another planet while still alive. When she turned around properly, she overheard Arthur telling Fred and George to go ahead. He then approached her and inquired as to her well-being. "Really, that just happened?" She groaned.

As he grinned. "Indeed, it did. You, Hermione, were great. An amazing escort," she said, laughing feebly.

"I'm not an escort," she claimed. She shouted. Arthur smoothed her face and grinned, "I enjoy how you deny that. It's adorable. I understand your reasoning for doing so".

"Whatever. You must return home. I don't want Molly to curse me for robbing her of her spouse". Arthur laughed as Hermione scowled.

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Hermione Granger, now the new Minister of Magic, stood at the podium in a room filled with elites and heads of Wizengamot councils. She cleared her throat and began her speech.

"Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed members of the wizarding community, I stand before you with profound gratitude for entrusting me with the responsibility of leading our magical world as the Minister of Magic. It's an honor beyond words, and I am deeply humbled by your support." She said Confidently.

The room filled with applause, and Hermione continued, her eyes sparkling with determination "Our world faces challenges, but I believe in the power of unity and progress. Together, we will work tirelessly to ensure the safety, prosperity, and equality for all witches and wizards."

She paused for a moment, and a secretive smile played on her lips as she leaned closer to the microphone "Now, on a more personal note, I have a special surprise planned for later this evening. To my twelve dear friends, you are in for an unforgettable night at my penthouse. It will be a celebration of friendship and magic that we've shared throughout the years. I promise you, it will be a night to remember."

The audience erupted into cheers and applause once again, and Hermione's eyes twinkled with mischief as she concluded her speech "Thank you, once again, for your trust and support. Let us embark on this journey together, forging a brighter future for the wizarding world. Together, we shall prevail!"

With that, Hermione Granger, the new Minister of Magic, stepped away from the podium, ready to lead her world into a new era.

A few hours later in her lavish penthouse, Hermione sat surrounded by twelve men. Her getup consisted of a silk short dress- red colored, which came to about 6 inches above her knees when standing and no bra as it does not work well with a silk clothing. The only additional article of clothes besides her 3 inch heel pumps was a couple of g-string panties, white and transparent.

The ambiance was a mixture of joviality and tension. Hermione’s soft laughter mingled with the deeper chuckles of Arthur and Charlie. The light in the room flickered slightly as the wind howled outside.

Draco took a sip of his drink and remarked, "This is quite the gathering, Granger."

"Indeed," Sirius added with a smile and a wink, "a strange assembly."

Bill leaned forward. "It's good to see you doing well, Hermione. Even after all that happened." Fred and George were having their own side conversation, occasionally pulling Blaise and Theo into their jokes. Yet, there was an elephant in the room.

Finally, Hermione voiced her concern. "Have any of you heard from Harry?"

Lucius frowned, "Why should we care?"

Sirius looked away, pain evident. "He made his choices."

Draco shook his head. "After how he treated you, Hermione? I've lost respect."

Ron chimed in, frustration clear. "He's my best friend, but I can't defend him this time."

Hermione's next words was worried. "He's alone, with no legs. No one to help."

Remus sighed. "He pushed us all away, Hermione. Especially you."

The room fell silent, the weight of shared history pressing down. After what felt like an eternity, Hermione whispered, "Could someone please check on him?"

Draco and Ron exchanged glances. Draco nodded slowly. "For you, Hermione. We'll check on him."

Hermione's gratitude was evident. "Thank you." The evening wore on. Hermione became aware that by talking about Harry, she had somewhat diminished the ambiance of the group after a few minutes of everyone drinking and conversing in whispers.

She chuckled a little. "I'm sorry, men. I apologize for upsetting you all". She offered, "Why don't we all cheer up". On one of those large round couches, Fred who was sitting next to her concurred.

"Hermione, why don't you just show them your tits?" He also pushed her thin straps down, causing her dress to come off and reveal her breasts. Hermione was stunned because it all happened so quickly. Her dress was now pooling around her waist, her breasts were visible, and since she hadn't worn pantyhose, her silk skirt rode high on her thighs. All she had felt was an effortless movement.

She experienced a throb in her center and was thrilled by her unexpected outburst of excitement as well as at the notion of one of her greatest desires, which is to have the twelve party of men ravage her. She has been working to make that fantasy come true.

The men then began conversing as if it were of no significance that a young, attractive woman was flashing her boobs. After another round of beers and shots of tequila were brought around, everyone was excited. Charlie then turned to Hermione and said, "Hermione, strip off your panties." And it was an order.

She grinned, but tonight she made the decision to exert some control. Then Hermione remarked, "There's no way that I'd be able to remove off my panties with out raising my dress, so that wouldn't do," while seductively biting her lower lip. "I would like Bill to remove them for me by reaching up my dress."

Bill's face grew crimson red, but he grabbed her hand, and she stepped forward grinning. She stepped out of the g-strings and he stared up at her freshly shaven pussy. He sat up, slipped his index fingers under the g-string's waistband beneath her dress, and slid them downwards until they were at her ankles.

She just knelt down, grabbed up her own underwear, and threw them at any of the other men because his eyes were on her for a bit too long. She gave Bill another smile before turning to the kitchen to live out her desire to become a nasty waitress.

To open the bottles, she stepped into the kitchen. While she was standing there, she hiked her dress much higher, up to where the butt and legs converge. The slightest lean forward would reveal her heart-shaped butt, which would perfectly frame my smooth-shaven pussy. It hugged her hips.

She offered the bottles to all of the guys as she emerged from the kitchen holding the tray aloft in one hand. When Sirius's turn arrived, he grinned knowingly as she approached him, realizing that it was finally his turn. Hermione sat down on his lap by putting one leg on either side of him.

Her close proximity to him allowed her to feel his raging hard on through his jeans, although his pants were too baggy for her to perceive any bulge. His cock was straight in position and nearly reached his belly button. Sirius' cock was neatly tucked between the folds of Hermione's pussy as she did so.

She picked up a beer bottle, sat back with one hand supporting her on his knee, ran the bottle down her neck, held her dress up, and then poured a small amount of the beer through her tiny pubic hair onto her pouty lips and his jeans. He received a kiss on the lips from Hermione after which she offered him his beer.

The last was Remus. Hermione had already seen Remus' cock, but it had been too long, and she knew she needed to see some more of it. She approached Remus and told him honestly that she wished to see his cock once more. Hermione interpreted his request to "be my guest" as an invitation. He had his khakis unzipped after she removed his belt.

She slipped into his pants and pulled out his cock by wrapping her hand around it. Even some protests that she hadn't treated them the same way could be heard around her, but she stopped them all.

With the full expectation that this would be it and at the beginning of the following level, Hermione removed the final bottle of beer from the tray. She drained the neck portion of it and took a sizable sip before standing next to Sirius with one knee on either side of him in the same position she had earlier. She took the bottle and elevated her dress once more as her pussy was exactly above Remus' firm cock. She then poured the beer into her pubic hair, letting it drip onto the elderly man's cock.

Initially placing his hands on her hips, Remus pushed them up and back a little before spreading her out for the other men's admiring glances while reaching with his fingers long around to her butt.

As she bowed forward, he spread her pussy lips wide so that everyone could see where his fingers had reached her pussy. Remus gave Hermione a passionate kiss as she was knelt down, and he did the same. As they kissed, she carefully poured the beer from the bottle into his turned-up mouth while also taking several drinks and handing them to him.

After handing him a bottle to hold, she knelt down and slowly lowered her face down his chest till it reached his cock. Hermione placed her fingers round the shaft as it stood at full attention and flicked the tip swiftly with her tongue; fortunately, he quickly recovered and refrained from coming.

Her clothing was essentially gathered around her waist and dangling pointlessly. Hermione rose to her feet and emerged from it in nothing but her high heels. It was clear that she was having a great time. It was beyond description how exciting it felt to be the lone naked lady in a room full of dressed guys.

Once more, she straddled Remus, this time resting her pussy directly on the entire length of his cock and preventing him from entering her. Within a minute of starting her slow, rocking, sliding action along the entire length of his cock in mimicking of fucking, his cock had spontaneously entered her without the need for their hands to direct it. Due to his its thickness, it seemed a little strange at first, but soon it felt fairly natural, and the two were fucking like longtime lovers.

Without taking Remus away from her, Hermione turned to face the other males, allowing them to see more of her figure. All of them weren't staring into her eyes; some of them were even winking.

Remus was fucked for a while until she pulled away from him with a satisfying 'plop' as his cock came out of her. He gazed at her butt with a lustful expression on his face as it lay leisurely at an angle to his torso. Hermione returned to the sofa and sat down facing everyone, her legs dangling loosely in front of her.

She took one of the beer bottles that were empty and slowly slid it in and out of her pussy till George arrived and took over, fucking her using the bottle.

Now that all the guys were seated close to her, she grabbed for Charlie's bulge, undid his pants, and allowed his cock to fall into her ready mouth. As he rammed his cock as deeply as it would go into her mouth, nearly making her gag, he held it in place with a single hand behind her head. Hermione sensed one of the men, Sirius, extend her legs wide and up until her knees were close to her shoulders as he slipped his cock into and out of her mouth.

He started by carefully licking her butthole, then moved his tongue from there to her clitoris and back. He inserted his thumb until the first knuckle in her butthole while repeatedly sticking his tongue as far as it would go into her pussy. After a short period of total enjoyment, Sirius startled her by sitting up. As she held her legs wide, he inserted his cock inside her pussy and fucked her with the fervor of a teenager.

Within two minutes, however, the elderly man abruptly withdrew and approached him in numerous brief bursts of come while exclaiming, "My Lord, Damn!" When she sensed the subsequent participant slip inside her wet pussy, Hermione continued to be busy taking Charlie. She encircled Charlie's cock with her fingers and began slowly licking his shaft from the bottom of his nuts to the top of his uncut mushroom tip. She gave him the most seductive smile she could muster, paying particular attention to the tip and rolling her tongue around it.

He looked like it was the greatest pain of his life as she put a single testicle into her mouth and sucked it, barely hurting him. He rushed on her lips and face in quick bursts, covering her lipstick using his cock as he did so. He collapsed to the ground, clutching his cock like a priceless artifact.

She was somewhat worried because Arthur had taken control and was now pounding her pussy with his large cock. George was the next person in line for a blowjob.

George was now to her right, standing above her, his cock hanging carelessly in the direction of her awaiting lips. She felt a little cleaner after Charlie had tricked her into wiping his cum off of her face. For a while, George played with her, shooing her hands away each time she reached for his cock. In order to humiliate her and increase her desire for it, he would slide his cock down her lips and put it on her face, which was beneficial for him.

Hermione was aware that she coveted cock above all else and that she would soon possess the twelve cocks. When he made another pass on her lips, she smiled and turned a little to look in his direction. Using this as a hint, he built momentum by carefully sliding the first little bit of it into and out of her lips.

His engorged cock slipped in and out of her lips as he delicately kept her chin in place between the thumb and index finger. The moment Hermione felt the icy touch being applied to her pussy, she knew Arthur had become a little nasty. He was sucking the beer off of her pussy lips as he poured it on them. Before placing the entire bottle into her while using it as a dildo, he made cautious, gentle circles with the point of the bottle around her pussy.

While she was watching, George was groaning louder and louder as he saw the activity below. She knew it was only a matter of minutes before he would discharge his cum down her mouth, so she started to call for him to come. He attempted to escape, but she seized his cock and held him, causing him to tensely shoot his sperm down her throat and spasm.

She sat back and let Arthur finish playing with the bottle and have his own way with her. Hermione laid on the couch in her underwear as the excitement subsided. She had just let all these guys have their way with her, but she was still very aroused and wanted more.

Hermione was placed on the couch and thoroughly cleaned with a wand to get ready for the next round before all the men who had just eaten her cleaned themselves up in the bathroom and returned.

Ron nuzzled her neck, planting tender kisses while his hand caressed her breasts and his fingers caressed her sensitive skin. She felt Ron's hand move down the front of her chest. Her interest had already been piqued by past encounters, and she turned her head to kiss him after noticing how amazing his hand felt. The others were awaiting their turn, and she could tell that.

Draco approached from the front while he was holding her breasts from behind. Draco unbuttoned and threw down his pants. His prick was stuck in the hole in his shorts until Hermione grabbed hold of it and pulled it out. She massaged his prick in a circular motion. Ron was behind her, massaging her bare ass with his bare, enormous dick. There was no question that she would get fucked by these men. In order for her to appreciate it, she desired it and wanted to have them take their time.

Hermione knelt down and helped Draco remove his underwear from his feet. Ron was shoving his face into her behind and reaching for her labia with his tongue. She placed Draco's cock in her throat and started to lick it like a popsicle while sucking on it.

She was placed on my back by them. She extended her legs toward Ron while turning her face to the left to take in Draco's cock. Ron jumped in and swiped his tongue across her delicate little clit as soon as he spotted her shaven pussy. She felt her bodily fluids spill out from her cunt over his face as he inserted his tongue into her vagina. Hermione raised an eyebrow and noticed Fred and Bill wanking, "I want all of you guys to fuck me." She spoke.

The first one was Ron. She felt his enormous cock on her pussy as he stepped closer. He was touching her lips and clit with the point of the pen. She first felt the crown of his dick at the opening to her vagina, which was pleasant. His cock was slipped inside her slowly. She released Draco's cock as she watched Ron's large monster enter her cunt.

He bent in and smooch her after fully entering. He started pumping blood inside and out into her. Her attention was drawn to the tightness of his cock, which was like a single finger in a small glove. She laid there in the center of the room's floor whilst her best friend banged her. The other three guys were waiting their turn while keeping their cocks in their hands and observing. Aside from the other eight, she was surrounded by four erect cocks who were vying for her pussy.

Ron was deeply probing with his cock. His exposed chest was touched by her hands. He had a terrific build and had shaved his chest. She encircled his waist with her legs and cradled him. He was doing her with a strong, pounding cock.

"Come within me", Hermione urged as she fixed her gaze on his eyes. "Fill up my pussy". Ron dumped out his sperm. He began to empty himself into her as she felt the warm come splash over the walls of her vagina. After finishing, he allowed his cock to slowly exit her. He stood up after giving her a soft kiss.

She strolled toward Bill, who was seated on a chair, as opposed to staying there and waited for the next lover. She jumped up onto his lap, took hold of his firm cock, and pushed it up her. "Fuck me Bill. Have you been yearning after my pussy all day?" "Oh fuck, yeah!" he exclaimed as he placed his head between her breasts.

She was driven through his cock. Both he and she were after each other. He pressed up to her while holding her close. It felt great to his cock. They had not considered using condoms or other forms of birth control. She enjoyed the sensation of Bill's and now Ron's cocks entering her and had another rush of sperm when he arrived. She accompanied him.

Then, Hermione got down on her knees in the center of the floor. Taking a look at Fred, she continued, "Your turn."

His prick slid inside her turned-up pussy as he stepped behind her. To get to the appropriate height to slip his cock inside her pussy, he stood up and bent his knees. He pressed himself against her and gave her a hard fuck. Hermione opened herself to him by spreading her legs. Then he moaned, "Wonderful pussy," while holding her hips. His arrival wasn't delayed for long. Semen was streaming from her and her cunt was messy. She was exposed in an indecent manner.

Hermione glared at Draco while her ass was in the air and said, "Draco, fuck me up in my ass." She was in aroused mood. In her first gang-bang, she intended to have every one of her holes filled. Draco inserted his cock into her pussy to coat it with her secretions while his father and the other non-participating guys watched. She felt his prick at the opening to her asshole after he pointed his wand into her anus and lubricated it. Hermione felt a sharp prick pry her wide as she held a cunt full of cum. She felt him widen her tiny back entrance as he pressed.

She raised her head to see George approaching and bending downwards in front of her. She swallowed him into her mouth when he offered her his cock. Draco kept on pumping into her asshole. She concentrated on how large his cock felt in the rear. It appeared as though her asshole had been damaged. She unwound as he arrived and felt semen trickle from her asshole as his cock protruded.

Although Hermione believed she was finished, her lovers disagreed. Ron also desired her behind. His cock slid in as soon as he approached. George simultaneously fired his cum over her face as well. Hermione savored the last spurts of his sperm as she drew his cock in her mouth. The second load Ron had placed within Hermione was then poured into her.

Then Bill went in to turn on her behind. His cock slid into her. Hermione supported his sodomizing while he held her ass up, resting it on her forearms. He instructed Fred to get his turn after he was done. Four cocks into her asshole were something she wished she had. For more than an hour, the four guys fucked her while sticking their cocks in.

The others observed and drank beer as they banged her in the ass in the center of the room; she believed having four cocks in her ass was a success. They were encouraging them and saying things like "Give it to her." They praised her for having an ample ass and a pussy and talked about how enjoyable it was to fuck her.

She slid toward Fred as they stopped attacking her ass, and he plowed her. He was hammering his cock into her as she lay down with him between her thighs. Seeing all the men up and craving more, they must have done it for a half-hour, and she realizes she still has a long night ahead of her. When Bill eventually arrived, she sucked hard on his cock to reach him before mounting his prick. She spent a long time riding him. For the third time, Hermione adored the sensation of his dick in her. Before he arrived, she bounced on him and he thoroughly enjoyed holding her tits.

Then Hermione called out to Ron and Draco. She told them that she wanted them to each fuck her simultaneously. She desired to simultaneously hold two enormous cocks in her small cunt. She crouched down on the floor on her knees with Draco's cock in her while sitting on his cock. Ron worked his cock while he was behind them. He could have easily entered her ass, but she desired two cocks inside her cunt at the same time.

It was the most fantastic feeling when he pushed in. Her crotch was actually very wide open. They were rubbing cocks with one another. She told Ronald to fuck her ass once more after a short while. A cock was now in each of her openings, she noticed. They swapped out the strokes. Through the membrane separating her asshole from her cunt, they pressed against one another. She was truly acting like a slut by allowing these men to take advantage of her. Hermione enjoyed her ass sticking out for them. Finally, they both came. Ron came after Draco. Despite the fact that the abuse had left her asshole hurting, she was still dissatisfied. She made an attempt to tally the times she got fucked and estimated that there had been twelve total, six for each hole.

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Theo and Blaise had to wait so long to see what a slut the young, intelligent witch was, and after gasping aloud several times while witnessing Hermione engage in wild sex with multiple men, they demanded their turn.

They enjoyed paying special attention to her curve in the hips, the form of her firm, tight ass, and the way her breasts bobbed up and down whenever the guy plunged his cock into her sultry pussy.

They stripped and got closer to her just as George's cock exploded with a massive blast of come all over her face since their cocks were so painful and throbbing. Hermione slurped loudly as she licked the last few droplets from his knob as he stroked them out.

She lowered her lips to Charlie's cock, who was curled up next to her and licking her pussy after cleaning it with his wand. Charlie was resting on his back. Theo made the decision to cross the line as he observed Charlie's cock slipping in and out of Hermione's mouth. He was then positioned in front of her, awaiting her to provide him a nice blowjob.

Hermione raised her face to Theo's groin and took her mouth from Charlie's cock. When she grabbed hold of his dick and began to rub his forearm up and down, he stroked her face and felt her hand on his. Theo had to grin as he heard her remark, "Yummy!" as it slithered between her lips. Theo had entered heaven since it had been much too long since he had her lovely lips wrapped over his stiff cock.

Theo drew her in closer while placing his palm on the back of her head, allowing his cock to move further into her mouth and cause a mild gag reflex.

Remus suddenly stopped pushing into her and loudly gasped as he filled her up. She gave him a respite after being fucked for a while by covering his tender pussy with her hand as he carefully pulled away. Her other hand got again to the cock below her face.

She let Theodore's dick fall from her mouth before settling back down onto Charlie's cock and giving him a vigorous jerk and slurp in an apparent attempt to make him cum quickly. As he entered Hermione's mouth, Charlie exhaled "Fuuuuuuck!" and gasped.

She covered Charlie's cock and testicles with the cum that came out of her lips before gently jerking him till he was unable to take any more. Hermione raised her leg over and in spite of his efforts to grab her back, she stated "I want a break," and he allow her move.

With a thoughtful gesture, Theo handed her a towel, which she quickly snatched, exclaimed "Thanks Theo," and used to wipe her face. Only a few men remained in the room after Remus, Charlie, and George went along with the others.

Theo watched Hermione sit cross-legged, and his erection didn't go away. He made the decision to approach her covertly. After gently encircling her, he tweaked each of her nipples in the manner he knew she preferred. Hermione exhaled at Theo's contact and squealed like a complete cock-slut, "Oh, that's great but I want more cock!"

Theo almost immediately stepped forward, but he was smart enough to move and kneel in front of her. He took her hand and led it to his cock before releasing it and letting her resume working on it with her hand, lips, and tongue.

His cock twitched violently as she put it back in her mouth after he drew it out of her mouth and ran the tip of it repeatedly along the tip of her nose. Before things got out of hand, he pulled from Hermione's lips and gently pushed her away while placing his hands onto her shoulders, urging her to lie down on the floor.

Before parting her outside pussy lips and licking every inch of her slit, Theo kissed her down to her mound, her tummy, and all way to her breasts. Although as he used to enter her tight tiny asshole, she often shriek with a big orgasm after a few deep thrusts, Theo is aware that it takes a lot to get Hermione cum.

She would scream and swear as her body began to experience a spasm when he would spank her when she was ready to cum. Theo felt another man behind him after offering her a terrific pussy-licking because he was determined to accomplish it tonight.

He turned to find Blaise trying to get into the action with a well-hung cock. Lifting Hermione forward until she was sitting right close to Blaise, he gestured for him to lay on his back. Theo took hold of Blaise's big, throbbing cock while directing her hand towards it. After letting her tug him for a while, he said to her in a covert whisper, "Ride him." Hermione turned around and sat on Blaise's cock. She massaged the tip upward and downward of her slick snatch while he gripped his member vertically before she sank onto it and uttered a loud "Aaaaah!"

Hermione bounced up and down on Blaise's cock, her ass facing Theo, who put his hands on her shoulders and leaned her forward so she could get to Bill's cock anxious to be sucked by the filthy slut. Her tongue ravenously swallowed at Bill's cock as her hands seized it.

Theo sat behind her, with his knees wedged between her riding partner Blaise's spread-eagle legs. He had to use caution because he didn't know whether Blaise was interested in feeling his cock rub against his. Although Theo genuinely wanted to ass-fuck Granger and make her scream, he wasn't fond of the notion either. Her ass is typically tight, but he expected it to be even tighter now that his companion was exploring her pussy.

He stopped her hips from thrusting, bent down, and kissed her ass buns. As Hermione wriggled, he grabbed her hips and forced his tongue deep into her ass while feeling Blaise's slow, deep thrusts underneath them. Hermione shouted as he tongue-fucked her tightened anus, but Bill's cock muffled her squeal.

Theo pounced on her while she was occupied with Bill because Hermione had her hands on either of his buttocks and was squeezing his cock into her mouth. His firm prick was enchanted with lubricating magic before being offered up to her ass hole.

Before inserting his knob, Theo circled her hole with his cock. Blaise resumed thrusting, at first slowly. Bill's arrival as he tightened his grasp on her cheeks and gave her a powerful face-fuck didn't help Hermione's loud moaning. Hermione let his come fall out of her mouth and back over his cock, and Theo heard her sputtering.

Theo knew Hermione wouldn't last for long because he was now up to his balls in her butt. He applied forceful yet soft strokes that went deep. He had never experienced a man's cock protruding into a woman's pussy from within a woman's ass. It was a wonderful experience that he hopes to have again soon! The pounding pulses were nearly unbearable for him when he came.

They were undoubtedly for Hermione because when he gave his final hard push, she let out the ugliest screech. As her orgasm began, Theo gave her a harsh asslap. "OH MY God, Ahh!" she exclaimed as she was overcome by spasm after spasm. Theo's cock emerged with a pleasurable squelch as she collapsed into Blaise as a result of her orgasm.

Theo spurted rope upon rope of thick, creamy sperm all over her backside and ass cheeks as he jerked himself off to a massive climax. The force of his cum caused his knees to give way, and he yelled out loud, "Fucking awesome!" As Blaise pushed up into her quickly and forcefully till he arrived and shoved her aside before leaving the room, Hermione laid her face down on the floor.

Before something smacked her in the face, Hermione was sitting on the couch with her pussy and bum dripping and her breath smelling of cum. "Earth to slut."

She looked Sirius in the face. He had just given her a cock slap, and it was now sitting stiff poised in front of her, so near that the head had begun brushing her lips.

Hungry for a taste, she gingerly pushed her tongue out and circled it around the tip. She parted her mouth completely in response to Sirius's targeted forward push and was glad to do so. She quickly choked and sputtered as he rammed his cock down her mouth.

He took it out and softly touched her head with it. This time, he merely made the initial few strokes into the back of her mouth, letting her prepare while she opened her mouth widely. He then softly touched her throat. He then softly touched her throat. He could tell that she had opened herself to more as she stared up at him while automatically gagging.

She was even more motivated to continue when she saw him scowling down at her. He backed away and kept applying gentle pressure until she quit gagging. He then crept closer, which somehow made it easier for her to handle. His movement quickened as he grinned, eventually reaching a hard enough speed that her head was slamming into the sofa behind her. She desired it to hurt, so it did.

Although she hadn't shut her eyes, Sirius paused. "Love, I'm not going to knock you out. I'd like you to keep this in mind." He moved a few feet away from the wall before patting his leg like if she were a dog. "Get moving bitch, I know that you like crawling."

She sucked up the saliva that had accumulated in her throat and crept the short distance to him, far from the couch. He again softly smacked his cock on her cheek when she rose to her knees. He questioned, "Want it?"

Hermione nodded and attempted to speak, but he continued to smash his cock against her. She made an effort to follow along with her tongue, but she was only ever able to taste the tip briefly before he drew it away once more.

He chuckled. "Fucking slut." His fingers were tightly curled in her hair as he rested a hand on each side of her head. "Take it, then." Sirius held her head still while shoving his cock down her mouth. Now that he was basically face-fucking her, she liked it. She let him enjoy using her while re-clasping her hands behind her back. She wanted to disobey me, but she resisted the urge to put a hand between her legs. She longed to be a decent slut.

Sirius muttered, on the verge of cumming. She groaned around his cock in an effort to express her desire to ingest it. He merely continued to bump against her a few times more before completely extending and massaging his cock in front of her face.

Before he landed on her face with a moan, she gasped for oxygen as he ran his come across her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, and some of her lips. She licked it off greedily. Although she didn't like the flavor, she did like the way it made her feel dirty.

As he pulled it, Sirius bent down and cleaned himself by rubbing his soft cock on her hair.

"I hope it's my turn now?" When Sirius and Hermione turned to look, they saw Lucius standing alone in the chamber with his arms crossed.

"I guess so," replied Sirius.

Lucius beckoned while glaring at her. "Hermione, I'm going to take you to the bathroom." Her face was still covered in Sirius' come fresh as she struggled to get on her feet and following Lucius.

Lucius open the bathroom door for her, held it open, then shut the door behind him. "You're such a filthy little minx," he said. Hermione, though, preferred the stronger tones he was using. Particularly when she stood across from him wearing nothing and with another man's come on her face, and he stood tall between them, looking all muscular and dominating.

She said, "I was simply attempting to take care of you guys."

"But you cannot help your thoughts, can you?" She gave a headshake. Without giving her a chance to react, Lucius took her by the waist and dragged her over to the sink countertop. He dipped her and cross his arms. "Bend onto the counter," he said.

She gazed back at him as his words caused her to get newly aroused, slowing her down. He continued in a louder voice, "Now". She swiftly complied, tiptoeing up so she could fold herself over on top of the bathroom counter. Her tits cruelly squeezed against the firm surface since she was without a bra.

While he touched her ass, Lucius crept up behind her and laughed. "I'm going to discipline you for being such a bad girl, but I'm getting this funny sensation you're going to enjoy this."

Hermione remained mute as she awaited his retribution. Before his hand violently hit her ass, he had her wait an excruciatingly long minute. She uncontrollably groaned at the touch and clung to the counter's sides. He understood what he was doing; he angled the slap such that she felt the vibration within her cunt by delivering it from below.

"Why is it that am I not really surprised?" he questioned. "You've been asking for it since the second we all arrived." Once more, he slapped her. "What type of witch lets twelve wizard smash her at the same time?" Spank. "What type of witch spreads her legs for an entire group of men?" He gave her a heavier spanking, shocking her against the counter's surface and briefly lifting her feet off the ground. "What. Type. Of. Minister are you?"

Oh. He sought a response. "A slut?" She muttered.

"A dumb slut," he clarified. "A slut who is so hungry for it, she will suck all the men at the ministry just her own pleasure." Spank. "But I know exactly what you need." Spank. You simply need to exit, right? After that, we may all resume our jobs. Spank. "Is this what you want?" He massaged the painful areas of her ass with his palm before slipping a finger inside her and lightly brushing her slit. "To cum?"

"Y-yes."

He retracted his hand. "I'm gonna fuck you while you're going to be cumming for me." He snapped his tongue in displeasure as soon as she released her grip on the counter.

His cock slid in as he leaned over her and pushed her up onto the counter with more of his body. She excitedly opened her mouth to take a sip as he raised his finger towards her lips. He hadn't even penetrated her cunt, yet it was slippery due to her moisture.

His finger was removed from Hermione's mouth as she fought back against him, fucking up while Hermione's finger found the ideal position for her clit. Once she found it, she touched herself in a circular motion, efficiently humping like a bitch.

Hermione screamed through her climax when she arrived, tightly shutting her eyes, pushing her entire body on him for some more worn-out rolls, her pussy oozing into the floor. She flicked her tongue on the ground as she collapsed, tasting herself and swallowing. She reopened her eyes to observe Lucius looking at her. She felt embarrassed, but her first thought was thanks that he had stayed. She was an absolute slut.

Lucius picked her up and helped her take a bath, fucking her once again under the shower before he laid her down on her bed in the middle of twelve naked men sorrounding her.

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"Helloooo..." Draco said in a sing-song voice to a random old granny that was passing in front of Harry's (Previously Harry and Hermione's) house, looking suspiciously at both the men, frantically trying to open the front door. For an half hour now.

Draco beamed till the woman turned the corner before it vanished and took a look around at the other neighbours subtly keeping an eye on him and Ron "Alohomora!" The red head grunted near him and the door remains locked.

"You are still using Alohomora! Oh, brilliant. The famous Ron Weasley, war hero still struggles with opening a house. Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Draco asked irritatedly.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing, he asks!" Ron scoffed "If you forgot Ferret. I'm the fucking head of the Auror department"

"Well, it seems you forgot that in the first place".

"Very funny, Malfoy. He had some kind of strong locking dark spell on this door. So it won't open ever again. If it was Hermione here we could have done this in max ten minutes. But it's you and maybe if you didn’t spend all your time sneering, you’d know a thing or two."

"Right, because that position was clearly awarded based on skill." Draco smirks.

"Keep talking, and you can try breaking in yourself. See how far that sarcasm gets you." Ron rolls his eyes "If only you could be of any use".

"Hey, chill! I'm here, aren't I. That's a big help, innit?" Draco shrugs "We're both worried about Harry, aren't we? Can we at least put our differences aside just for once?"

"Yeah. I'm worried about him. I don't even know if he's alive" Ron exhales deeply "Fine. I’ll try another spell. But if it doesn’t work, it's your turn."

"Deal. But if I succeed, I get to remind you of it at every Weasley family gathering." Draco asks expectantly.

"I'd expect nothing less."

"Glad we’re on the same page, Weasley." Ron close his eyes, wracking his brain to think of some emergency door breaking charms then he opened his eyes, spelled it. The door clicked open. They then come face to face with a living room, which is dimly lit, filled with cobwebs and dust. Ron and Draco cautiously enter, whispering.

"Harry, are you here? It's us, Ron and Draco." Ron whispers.

"We're...... Weasley is worried about you, Potter". Draco says looking around.

All they had was Silence.

Suddenly, a half-bodied Harry Potter jumps out of the shadows, surprising Ron and Draco. He punches Ron in the nose, causing him to stumble back, Harry then jumped and scratches Draco's eyelids.

Draco wrestle to control him. Harry with his thumbs trying to push into Draco's eyes, like an animal "Get out! Get out!" Harry frantically said.

"Harry, it's us! Stop it!" Ron tries to push Harry off of Draco. Desperate to subdue Harry, Ron uses his strength and takes Harry in a baby hold before he pins his small body to the ground.

"Potter! We just want to help!" Draco exclaimed in pain. Harry thrashes around, but Ron manages to hold him down. "Calm down, Harry! It's going to be alright. We're here for you." Ron says firmly.

Harry's panic subsides, and he starts sobbing. "I'm sorry, guys. I've been so afraid." Harry says teary-eyed.

"It's alright, Harry. We'll figure this out together. You don't have to be alone." Ron says in a gentle tone. They help Harry up, his half-body trembling. "We're your friends, Harry. We'll always be here for you, no matter what." The red head supportively.

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The atmosphere is tense as Harry sits in the living room armchair beside Hermione, who sat in a chair and appeared determined. Remus and Sirius are seated across Harry and sort of side of Hermione, their expressions reflecting a mix of concern and resentment.

Harry was looking at Hermione, even after all these months and issues, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and her round ass and perky tits just make her more alluring now. Her physique exudes eroticism with its perfectly placed curves, yet those aren't even her best characteristics. Hermione has the most amazing mouth, long, dark brunette hair, stunning brown eyes, and a great tan. She had on a short skirt, a low-cut top, stockings, high heels, a gorgeous anklet, and flawless makeup.

"So, you fucked them too?" Harry asked her mockingly as he gestures towards Sirius and Remus. When Hermione became silent and avoided his eyes, his eyes widened.

Harry asked looking angry "How could you, Hermione? With both of them?"

Hermione looked at him firmly "Yes Harry, I did and it was because of the curse but the topic isn't important at the moment. We are here to help you......"

"To get you back on your feet" Draco said seriously before he realized what he said.

"He meant, to you get you back on track mate" Ron said nodding at Harry as the two men stood around the room cleaning the room with their wands.

"Yes, so we should focus on keeping you connected with the outside world" Hermione suggested.

Harry continued ignoring what she said, pointing at Remus and Sirius "They're my family, Hermione. You betrayed me with my own family!"

Remus sighed exasperated "Harry, we never meant to hurt you. It was an unavoidable circumstance. None of us knew what our own life held".

Sirius narrowed his eyes at Harry "Besides, Hermione's a wonderful woman. Can you really blame us when you couldn't take care of her."

"It's not just about being with her. It's about keeping it a secret from me! I trusted all of you!" Harry shouted.

"I wanted to tell you, Harry. I really did. But I was scared... scared of how you'd react, scared of losing you." She explained "And look how you have become now. No one to look after you. Even if you have died none of us would have known".

"It's better than living like a cuckold", Harry muttered "Look where we are now. Because of secrets."

"We never wanted it to be like this. Harry the past is past. Your relationship with her is about the present... and the future" Remus reasoned.

"Harry, you can't let jealousy and anger cloud your judgment. We've all made mistakes, we've all had pasts. It's how we move forward that defines us" Sirius put his point forward "It's not like she wanted to, she was stuck in a damn curse".

Harry nods, taking a deep breath "I'm sorry for shouting, for letting my anger get the best of me. I just... I felt so betrayed that I failed to see the effect of the damn curse".

"I understand, Harry. But we need to communicate, to trust each other. That's the only way we can move past this" Hermione said calmly "Even if we're not going to be together, we can just be friends. We're ready to help you".

"We should've told you, Harry. We understand your anger. But we hope you can find it in your heart to forgive us... and forgive Hermione." Remus smiled.

"Holding onto anger and resentment won't change the past. But it can ruin your future." Sirius pointed out.

Harry is still a little angry and frustrated "Hermione, its not like I want to but my mind can't take that you would do that with Sirius and Remus. It felt like a betrayal, and I reacted poorly. But I need you to understand how I feel."

Hermione sighs deeply "Harry, I've explained this before. It happened months before and cause of a curse. I never kept anything from you; I thought we were over this".

"Harry, it's important to acknowledge that people have their own life and issues. You can't always control when you meet someone special." Remus said calmly.

"We all have things we're not proud of, mate." Sirius nods in agreement. Harry looks down, taking in their words, but still visibly upset.

"Have you found any... any solution to my problem" he asked hesitantly, gesturing towards his own half body. Hermione nodded before she started rummaging through her small purse all the while Harry looked on curiously.

She took out an pink belt that had a rubber phallus attached to the front of it, her face flushed she explained "This is a new invention of Fred and George, specifically for you. First edition for handicap people. After you wear this belt it attaches to your nerves system. It helps you from moving one place to another sort of flying, not much as a broom ride height but you can still fly upto maybe my hip".

She fingered the rubber phallus in front of the belt "This is for urinal purposes, it acts as urinal bag and discharge your fluids. It can also be used for sexual activities, the rubber gets hard when you become turned on" She blushed "You won't feel much because it's a rubber dildo but it's still something" She shrugged "Your partner will feel the pleasure as it kind of vibrates too".

Harry took the immediately from her, as if a kid eyeing a candy and connected it around his hip. He felt as if his body was complete, like his old self "It feels nice" he moved from the armchair expecting to fall onto the floor but soon he was flying a little above the floor beaming at the other five people.

When he finally settled back, he smiled gratefully at Ron and Hermione "I'm so lucky to have you both as my best friends".

"Here, we have one more thing to discuss" She said taking out an book "You will be surprised how many dark magic books you can get in the ministry's restricted section, that you can't get in Hogwarts library, and as the minister it's easy for me".

Harry, intriguedly took the book from her and opened it the page she had bookmarked "It was the ritual to get me out of the curse" She smiled "It can be done on the next witch's blue moon, two months later".

Harry was soon apologetic "I'm sorry, Hermione. I shouldn't have shouted at you like that. I overreacted."

Hermione's eyes soften, and she reaches out to place her hand on Harry's "Thank you, Harry. I appreciate your apology." She smiled.

Remus nods "And I appreciate your apology too, Harry. It means a lot."

"Yeah, mate, I suppose we should let bygones be bygones." Sirius grudgingly says.

"I promise to work on my trust issues. I love you, Hermione." Harry sincerely expressed.

"You mean?" She asked and he nodded. Hermione got teary-eyed "I love you too, Harry."

The tension in the air slowly dissipates as they share genuine smiles and affectionate glances. The reconciliation is a step towards healing their relationship.

Harry wipes away a tear "I'm sorry, I let my insecurities and anger cloud my judgment. I shouldn't have dumped you over something that happened before us."

"Thank you, Harry. We all have things we're not proud of. But it's how we handle them that matters." Hermione smiled weakly.

Harry looking over at Remus and Sirius continues "And I'm sorry to both of you as well. I shouldn't have lashed out the way I did."

"It's okay, Harry. We understand." Remus looks to Sirius

Sirius nods "Just promise us one thing, that you'll cherish and take care of her. She deserves the best."

"I promise." Harry swears.

"And I promise to be open, always. No more secrets." She says and Harry pulls Hermione into a hug "Here's to a fresh start."

"Well...." Remus said as he made a move to get up "We should leave you two alone".

"No, wait!" Harry yelled hurriedly "Ron, Draco... if you guys don't mind, we can meet later" Ron and Draco exchanged amused glances before they waved their hands and walked out the house.

"I know at least until the ritual can be over, the curse will continue" he looks at Hermione for confirmation, who nods in affirmative "So I thought it will be better if I can get used to it, especially with you guys" he said to Remus and Sirius.

The two men looked amusedly and Hermione looked at Harry concerned "Harry, are you sure?" She asked.

"I love you Hermione and if I have to share you to keep you alive, then be it" he said and they shared a kiss.

Harry initially found it intolerable to consider his girlfriend having sex with anyone else. He doesn't mean that she betrayed him. Infidelity is unbearable in a relationship. He meant that it was intolerable that she had slept with other people before him.

Then there was his hidden shame, which was that he found it quite attractive that twelve guys would compete against one girl. It caused him unneeded sexual frustration because he wouldn't let himself fantasize about Hermione in that way. He eventually came to terms with that aspect of it.

He was now toying with the idea of having her with someone else, but not in a cuckold way, but rather in a situation where he was very much in charge and Hermione was respected.

This fantasy, which took over his mind when he refused to meet people, was something he was unable to control. Finally, he spoke the truth.

Harry's half body was placed on the chair in the corner, the belt around his hip, and he watched Hermione start to undress, with Sirius and Remus seated on the bed.

First the skirt, then her thong, hit the ground. She smiled as she undressed, turning to face away from the boys and unhooking her bra beneath her top. She turned around and showed off her bare chest as the undergarment unlatched and dropped off her chest, exposing her breasts and dropping the bra to the floor with the other clothing.

The two men, Harry's father figures, rapidly stripped as Hermione strode over to the bed and sat down between them. Harry's girlfriend had two cocks on either side of her once she became comfortable. Both were thick, Sirius being a little thicker than Remus who is longer than Sirius.

Harry noticed his own rubber phallus get erect as his mood changed, the rubber transformed into an erect looking dildo attached to it, which is not as long as Remus or Sirius but he is almost as thick as his godfather. The two older guys sat back and sighed with delight as Hermione instinctively put a hand on each cock and started to stroke. She shifted her gaze between the two men, grinning at them and then meeting Harry's gaze every now and then, both of them smiling, as she defeated them in front of her devoted boyfriend.

After a few minutes, all three of them had settled on the bed, and Sirius began to reach for his wand to use lube. Hermione straddled Remus, wearing just her high heels, stockings, and anklet, as she stroked that lengthy cock into her pussy while Remus laid on his back with his cock pointing straight up. She briefly stroked the tip against her slit to assist get wet before lowering herself farther and farther. She groaned as the two bodies came together, and Remus cursed.

As Harry struggled to resist stroking the hard-on dildo, the tremors from it tingling his nerves and stoking his desire, Sirius stood by, ready to jump in. Remus was soon completely enshrouded in her, stroking her all over his cock. As Hermione groaned and repeatedly inserted his large dick into her married pussy, her hair and breasts fluttered. Sirius was standing behind her, prepared to lubricate Hermione's butt at this point.

Hermione twitched as Sirius started to rub the chilly lubricant into her flesh, and she chuckled a little when she felt it splatter on her behind. Sirius was getting Harry's attractive girlfriend ready for double penetration while Remus continued to pump into her. When Sirius knelt behind them and started to grind his cock into Hermione's asshole, he slowed to a stop. She groaned and he slid in, one inch at a time, made possible by the lubrication.

Remus rubbed her back to relieve the pressure she was experiencing as these two cocks invaded both of her holes as she buried her face in his chest. Once he and Remus were in, Sirius continued to press harder and deeper while a few times adding more lubrication. Setting down the lube, Sirius moved to place his hands around Hermione's waist.

Sirius wasted no time in pumping in and out of Harry's girlfriend's ass, and Remus instantly returned his thrusts. The gorgeous witch groaned and sobbed from the double-fucking as the two swiftly synchronized, sawing in and out of her. Remus and Sirius started to hit Hermione more forcefully and quickly as time went on. The guys clung to Hermione, adoring her ass and pussy with their members and sighing in ecstasy as they fucked her in front of Harry.

Hermione was enduring it like a good slut, much to Harry's surprise as the two older guys went to town on her holes, and she seemed to take the hard, double hammering with seemingly no issue. Hermione kept up admirably as their cocks smashed into and out of her ass and pussy.

Harry could no longer stand by and watch while the three individuals on the bed in front of him moaned and cried. With the aid of the magical belt, he flew out of his chair and joined the three of them in bed. Gazing up at him, Hermione grinned, her body drenched in perspiration, her hair disheveled, and she let out moans. In an attempt to make her airtight by getting her to put his cock in her mouth, Harry shot forward.

The constant pounding in her ass and pussy caused it to be too difficult for her to concentrate on Harry while their attacks on her other holes prevented her from swallowing the head of his dildo completely.

If Harry wanted to get involved, he realized he had to say something. "Can I join you guys?" he asked. To be truthful with himself, he asked in a somewhat pitiful manner.

Sirius and Remus complied with his request politely. Pulling Hermione off Remus, Sirius rolled onto his back, his own cock buried deep in her ass. Hermione lifted up and extended her legs for Harry, but Remus still lying alongside them, gesturing for him to come.

Harry went crazy at the sight of that welcome pussy and stuffed asshole, and he snuck straight between those sensual legs to plant his vibrating dildo in her twat. She was still enough moist that he could enter and descend deeply even though it was tighter because her adjoining hole was full. After he was completely inside her, he leaned forward and lay on top of her, her arms and legs wrapped around him and her sweat-dampened breasts pushing against his chest. He started to thrust into her after hearing her groans in her ear, alternating with Sirius, who remained in her ass.

For a few minutes, Sirius and Harry double-teamed Harry's fiancée in this manner. His godfather was underneath Hermione, and his cock alternated with him within her, filling her ass as Harry's dildo fucked her pussy. He spent most of the time lying on top of her, hammering her cunt, but on a few occasions he got up and continued fucking her, gazing down at her hot body.

Hermione curled up between them, her eyes closed, her grip hard on him. Harry sensed that she was on the verge of an orgasm. She appeared to be the first to get off for a brief moment, but Sirius growled and said he was cumming in Harry's fiance's ass just before he did. Harry kept ranting about her pussy as Sirius emptied his balls, and when he finally drove her over the brink to her own orgasm, she let out the sweetest moan he had ever heard.

After finishing up in Hermione's ass, Sirius waited to hoist her up and leave her beneath her until she was recovering from her own climax. Harry soared straight, laid back on top of his beloved, who had her arms locked around his half-body and her legs spread wide, reaching for the ceiling, while he hammered her pussy, which was now simpler to glide into and out of because her ass was vacant. Hermione ran her hands up and down his neck and back, pleading for him to cum for her.

For another minute, he gave her a vigorous fuck until he felt the dildo vibrate even more. Finally, he halted and shot forward, aiming his pounding dildo at her stunning face.

She muttered, "Come on me, Harry," and he sneered.

"Really, Can I?" He questioned in shock.

Hermione chuckled, "Don't worry Harry that's not your cum, it's just some vanilla white cream or will change into whatever i like" .

When he was finally finished creating that very gratifying climax, he erupted again, spraying ropes of cream across her gorgeous face from her chin to her hairline. She closed her eyes and chuckled as the milk dripped back into her hair and cheeks.

Remus was still not done, so as soon as Harry came out of bed, Remus replaced him. Remus immediately attacked Hermione as she placed her ankles on his shoulders. She was a seductive witch who had already sated two men, as evidenced by the tears that ran down her cheeks and trickled out of her butt.

Remus fucked Harry's fiancée until he came, leaving in time to satisfy her demand to spatter his seed over her crotch. Hermione laughed and blushed when he got off the bed and sat up, covered in cream from three separate men and looking hot as ever.

Harry gave his fiance a fleeting glance as the substance dripped down her chest and face and onto her pulled-down top. He watched as the jizz escaped from her butt and trickled down her leg. Hermione was really attractive and sensual, especially with the stockings, heels, and anklet still on.

She licked it clean off her fingers and let out a loud sigh before combining the vanilla cream from Harry's Dildo and Remus's cum.

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The pub is bathed in warm, dimly lit candlelight, giving it a cozy and rustic atmosphere. Old wooden beams run across the low ceiling, and tapestries with mystical designs adorn the walls. A group of witches and wizards converse at various tables, their voices mixed with the clinking of glasses.

Hermione and Ron entered wearing their ministry robes, and smiling "Hermione!" A familiar voice called out.

Hermione turned, excitedly "Harry! You made it!" She says looking at her fiance whose half body was settled on the cubicle chair, the belt around his waist. She bent down to embrace him.

Ron coming over, grinning "You're looking well, mate."

"Cheers, Ron. It's been too long." Harry says smiling. The three friends get into conversation mode as they settled in.

Hermione looking around, glaring at the people staring funny "I've always loved this place. It's so charming." She says smiling and distracting Harry from concentrating on those people.

Ron nods "Yeah, it's like a piece of history.

Harry smirks "And the Butterbeer is unbeatable." A Waitress approaches.

"What can I get you?"

"Three Butterbeers, please." Harry replied. The waitress nods and leaves.

Hermione asked smirking "So, how's wedding planning going?"

Harry chuckles "Well, we haven't set a date yet. But we've got the venue sorted, and I've been working on my dance moves." He gestures toward his pink belt.

Ron teasingly says "Harry's been watching those Muggle dance shows. Preparing for the first dance, are you?"

Harry replies defensively "Hey, they've got some great moves." They all share a laugh.

Hermione smiles "I can't wait to marry you, Harry."

Harry tenderly answers back "Me neither, Hermione." The Butter Beer arrives, and they clink glasses, toasting to their future. A few minutes later Hermione excuses herself to the restroom. Harry suddenly looks serious "Ron, we need to talk."

Ron was concerned but didn't show it "What's up, mate?"

Harry pauses "You know, that I heard about you and Hermione right?. So, I want you to know that I'm not mad at you two for what happened".

Ron was relieved "Really? Harry, I thought you'd be furious."

Harry nods "I can understand why you did it. It was to save me. You guys are like family to me."

Ron apologetically smiled "I'm so sorry, Harry. We didn't mean for it to happen. It just... happened."

Harry softens "I know, Ron. Love is unpredictable. But what disappoints me is that you didn't inform me about what was going on."

Ron' face was guilt-ridden "You're right, Harry. I should've told you. I was afraid you'd be hurt."

Harry sighs "I would have been hurt, but I would've understood. We're friends, Ron. Friends should be honest with each other."

Ron teary-eyed continues "You're right, Harry. I messed up, and I'm sorry."

Harry offers a reassuring smile "We all make mistakes. The important thing is that we learn from them."

Ron wipes away a tear "Thanks, Harry. I promise, I'll be more open with you from now on."

Harry extends his hand "Friends?"

Ron grabs Harry's hand "Friends, always." Ron walks over to Harry and bends as if to pick up a baby, they pull each other into a tight hug, showing their bond and forgiveness.
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Right now, they were in their master bedroom, with Harry perched on the chair next to the bed, watching Ron and his own fiancée climb into bed together.

Harry wasn't sure how he would feel about his best friend going on a run with his wife until just now. Sensitive to this worry, Hermione never took her eyes off Harry, even when Ron bent down in front of her and she extended her own legs in support of their closest friend.

While walking to the bed, Ron undressed and removed his shirt, gazing down at his large breasts, flat stomach, and hairless pussy. He had no doubt that he was going to be in for a treat. Harry had to admit that Ron was a man of his word—he had been very clear that he would respect their boundaries. Actually, Harry was pretty sure Ron would give in to temptation and thrust his penis between Hermione's legs as those alluring high-heeled shoes aimed for the stars. But Ron did exactly as they promised, leaning forward and pressing his face between Hermione's knees.

It would have crushed his heart to think of another man with beloved Hermione just a few months ago. Harry couldn't help but smile at how thrilling it was to witness the sexiest girl he'd ever met experience sexual pleasure. With his hands tucked beneath her sensual ass, Ron placed his lips to her sacred orifice and inserted his tongue.

Harry would not have proposed this date in the first place if he truly believed he couldn't bear to see his beloved fiancée being sexually assaulted by another man. What Harry didn't anticipate was being completely and totally turned on by it.

Harry was overcome with lust as his attractive fiancée wrapped both of her legs round Ron's head and grasped the duvet on either side of him. Not a trace of uneasiness or jealousy existed. He supposes that allowing their best friend to go ahead and fuck her was just another way for them to enjoy each other since Hermione and he were so confident in their trust and loyalty to one another at that point.

Ron was also having a lot of fun with Hermione. Her knees trapped his head in her sensual trap as his hands beneath her forced her pussy up to his mouth. Hermione gasped and complained as Ron gnawed on her twat, only averting her eyes from Harry since she had shut them to enjoy the sensation of his mouthwatering pussy.

Harry, meanwhile, couldn't resist giving his rubber dildo a little beatdown. Even if nothing was more enjoyable than have sex with Hermione, it was still a treat to be able to see her engage in sexual activity. It was hotter than Harry could have imagined, seeing her whole body writhe in pleasure and her tanned skin glisten with sweat while her sensual legs tied around Ron's head and crossed at her ankles, her silver anklet shining in the light like the polish on her toenails that showed through the front of her shoes.

For a brief while, he seemed to be in a trance as he observed his best friend devour his darling fiancée, causing her to scream with every surge of pleasure that coursed through her body until she experienced her second orgasm of the evening.

She savored Ron bringing her to oral nirvana as she arrived, clutching the bed under her and closing her eyes once again. With the climax still raging through her, Ron withdrew graciously so as not to seem unwelcome. Ron asked Harry, "Can I fuck her?" as soon that she opened her eyes.

Harry answered with a barely audible "Go for it," not out of disagreement but rather out of disbelief. Hermione pointed her ass at Ron and crept to her hands and knees, waiting for him to make a move, but she didn't really react. Harry got up at this moment and moved in closer, opting to observe for only a few moments before plunging right into their dastardly scheme.

Ron knelt behind Harry's fiancée on the bed, one hand on her ass while the other kept his cock in place and directed it toward Hermione's coveted aperture. With full authority, Harry did not look on helplessly as his best friend gently drove into Harry's fiance from behind.

"Fuck!" Ron buried his face in her, yelling. "Fuck Hermione, you are so hot!" Ron started to pump blood back and forth inside and outside of her as she grinned and curled her fingernails into the bed. While he watched, Harry stroked his own phallus a little while the hottest pornstar he had ever seen gave a stiff dick. Ron thrust her forward and back, her hair and breasts rocking, all the while keeping a grin on her face and her eyes fixed on him.

In a matter of minutes, Harry accompanied them onto the bed and positioned himself before Hermione, intently observing as Ron relentlessly hammered Harry's girlfriend's rear. She asked, "Do you enjoy watching me get hammered like this?" with a seductive smile. Harry just gave a simple nod of approval before extending his penis. She asked in a seductive manner, "Do you want to get me fucked on both ends?"

Harry nodded once more, still unable to speak. Hermione then parted her lips, gripping Harry's rubber dildo in one hand and supporting herself with the other as she bobbed forward into him, her mouth aligned with his as she took a few strokes behind her.

Harry stayed in the air, moaning as Hermione's lips started to move up and down his dildo and her body shook from side to side, trapped between Ron and himself, penetrating at both ends as they split-roasted her on the mattress. Harry watched Hermione blowing him while she got pounded in her pussy, while Ron kept on pound her behind for a few minutes.

Hermione drew her mouth back from him after a minute, signaling for him to stop while continuing to stroke his dildo with her palm on it and her eyes darting over her shoulder. When Ron stopped moving, Hermione turned to face Harry once more and slipped his rubber dildo back in her warm, moist lips. This time, she placed both hands on her bed and moved her sensual body in a slinky motion between them.

Her fiance took turns burying their cocks—Harry's in her mouth, Ron's in her cunt—for several minutes until she returned for the third time that evening, moaning around his cock and then finally going still as her entire body trembled slightly from another climax. Ron was holding the heels of her shoes, and Harry ran his hands through her gorgeous hair.

At that point, Harry was about to cumming too, and he imagines Ron was not far behind. Harry had to eventually speak up if they wanted to finish the main event, since he knew Ron and Hermione were waiting for his instructions.

"Ready for DP?" Harry queried. Anxiety and eagerness combined to make him freeze before he could say anything more seductive than that. Hermione, who was always better at dirty talk than he was, pushed away from him and asked, in a low voice, "Do you wish to sandwich your girlfriend, honey?" as she peered up at him through her deep brown eyes.

"Don't get cum until we do, babe!" stated Harry. He can't emphasize how much it surprised him that what was taking place was actually happening. He almost made me pinch myself. The golden trio had rearranged on the bed the next thing he knew, with Hermione liberally lubricating Harry's rubber with her pussy and Harry half-bodyed on his back with his little rubber dildo protruding.

Since Hermione stroking with a dildo was akin to Harry fucking her, they didn't usually use a lot of lubrication for sex, but they had read online that you should oil both holes when getting ready for double penetration.

Hermione then mounted Harry's diminutive frame, lowering her knees to either side of his legs and sliding her vagina onto his dildo. Then, as they got ready to double-penetrate her, Ron slipped in from behind. "Drill me both of those holes," She whispered. Harry almost wished she would quit being so sultry.

He kissed Hermione and she turned her hips softly, grinding on him till Ron, lubricated with lots of oil, very slowly pressed his large cock into his bride's ass. She let out a short, sharp moan as the redhead pricked his fiance in the ass, and then she laid her head on Harry's shoulder, her face in his neck as he massaged her back to ease any pain.

The most intense thing Harry had ever experienced was feeling Ron's dick push in next to his sensitive dildo, with only the membrane separating the asshole and pussy. Her already tight cunt was getting even tighter around his member as he thought about his hot fiance being double-stuffed like her sexuality demanded. Lust for his amazing girlfriend was the driving force behind everything.

"Oh Hermione!" Harry let out a cry and moved higher, trying to get his rubber dagger as far inside his girlfriend's temple as he could.

"Holy shit!" Ron screamed. He said, "You're a fucking princess! So damn tight." Despite her obvious agony, Hermione lifted her head, her eyes and smile beaming with ecstasy, expressing how attractive she felt at that precise moment.

Her large breasts hovered over Harry's face as she hurriedly used one hand to remove her hair out of her face and held herself up between the two masculine bodies that had double-penetrated her. Then she gave him a charming grin while casting longing glances down at him.

She said, "How great does it feels to sandwich your girlfriend?" and then she leaned in to kiss him. He moaned and could hardly muster a response after kissing her, all the time Ron stayed motionless in her ass.

He believed all three of them were simply somewhat lost in the bizarre moment as they remained practically motionless. At last, Harry lost his cool, realizing that Ron wouldn't initiate the initial move out of decency, and Hermione found herself utterly defenseless in the center of this sexual sandwich. Finally, he retreated, briefly relieving the pressure within her, and then he pushed in again, that tight cunt inviting him back.

Ron had enough sense to back off as Harry pushed in, giving him a smoother entrance. He and Ron rehearsed that move several times, at the expense of their poor female best friend, very slowly and clumsily, until they began to get the feel of it.

Hermione gave a start, then relaxed visibly as they gently and methodically screwed her until it was obvious that she had adapted to her circumstances well. Ron maintained a firm grasp on his fiancée's hips as he alternated between thrusting his dildo into the seductive witch, while Harry felt her shoulders relax as he clutched to them and moved his forward and backward into her well-lubricated pussy.

Hermione, breathing heavily still, raised her head from his neck and smiled broadly at him. Her hair and body rocked slowly forward and backward as two guys took turns pressing into her body on the other end. He planted another kiss on Hermione, this time engulfed in a passionate, pleasurable kiss as they sank as far into immorality as their sound relationship would permit.

Hermione, taking deep breaths while she made love to the two men she adored the most, allowed them to move more quickly. As they cautiously pushed her ass and pussy, Harry understood at this point that she was in fact grinding against them. His sexy girlfriend was genuinely loving the double penetration, much to his delight.

Hermione didn't have to say anything more. Harry clung to her shoulders and pushed more forcefully and swiftly into that treasure of a body, their tongues fighting in each other's mouths, before she could finish her sentence.

Ron needed a moment to get back into the rhythm of sawing into and out of Harry's fiance, but in no time at all, he was filling her twat with the same speed and passion that he was robbing her of her ass. Hermione stiffened once more as they continued to double-fuck her.

Hermione was soon filled to the brim with Ron and Harry pumping in and out of both of her holes while she writhed and rocked between them. A few minutes later, both wizards gripped their sandwich meat securely as she withdrew, arching her back to keep herself between Ron's and his pounding bodies.

With her hands now resting on his shoulders, Hermione let her hair fall in her face, exposing her boobs to his unobstructed view as she shut her eyes and let out a loud sigh. Anally fucked by Ron, who was now much more turned on, she began to cry out louder as he began nailing her even harder, forcing Harry to keep up with him.

Harry continued to walk quickly, reaching up to seize one of her breasts and suck on her nipple, knowing that this would make her very angry. She did, in fact, groan loudly as his lips and tongue teased one of her nipples before switching to the other.

"Whoa! Keep going!" she exclaimed. "The two of you. Dear God! Go on!" Ron and Harry were going nowhere fast, so she did not need to worry.

Harry complimented her in between sucking and licking her breasts, supporting her in an audacious and fearless venture like this trio, let alone a double penetration. "You're damned hot!" He groaned, his breath strained now too, perspiration gathering all over him and mixing with the moisture that was already covering his fiancée.

How skillfully you take two cocks! You're meant to be here." With her eyes remained closed, Hermione accepted the steady hammering of two hard dicks in each of her holes while grinning. He and Ron were slicing into and out of her like a pair of pistons by this point. A chorus of grunts, groans, and moans blended with the creaking mattress, the wet smacking of flesh on flesh, and Hermione's luscious holes as the aroma of her pussy rose to mix with their sweating and fill the air.

As the guys gave her the ravishing that her sexiness had always required, two cocks struggled for space in her tight, hot body, paradoxically stretching and making her holes more tighter. Hermione was attempting to induce an orgasm, which Harry eventually noticed. Unfortunately, all of her tensing and pounding prevented her from reaching that point.

"Fuck!" Exasperated, she cursed. "I felt so close." Though Harry wasn't quite prepared for this surreal experience to finish, he was actually fairly close. At that moment, he proposed switching roles.

Harry added, "You do tend to come harder on your back," following his proposition. Three perspiring bodies nodded, split apart for a brief second, then rearranged themselves on the bed. Ron was lying on his back as Hermione climbed on top of him, her cock squatting over it and slowly welcoming it back into her asshole while her heaving chest was facing Harry.

This time, when the red head's penis penetrated her body, she merely yelped a little. Harry walked over to them and found Hermione breathing heavily once more. Hermione smiled and opened her legs wide, allowing Harry a great view of her stuffed anus and exposed pussy once he flew down in front of them. The amazing sight was enhanced by the fact that she was only sporting a pair of jewelry pieces and high shoes.

Harry balanced himself on her breasts with one hand while maneuvering his dildo back inside his fiancée's constricted love canal with the other. Harry sank deep within his girlfriend till he and Ron were both balls within the love of his life once more. The three of them groaned, her the loudest.

It took a little longer to get used to this position. They all kind of trembled there, breathing heavily and grunting a little as they tried to figure out the most suitable setup. Hermione and the guys kissed a few times until Ron was lying flat on his back and Hermione was lying parallel to him, his cock still wedged in her ass, with his chin resting on her right shoulder.

At this, Ron felt free to grab Hermione's breasts, and all of a sudden he could feel his cock moving upward and downward in the hole next to the one that Harry had filling. Once more, Harry was surprised to find that the sensation of another cock in the cavity just next his manhood was less repulsive and more exciting than he had anticipated, as Hermione was the gorgeous middle member of this trio.

Harry put his hands on Hermione's hips and followed Ron's lead, pounding slowly at first into her pussy as the red head doing the same in her ass. Hermione's legs were coiled around Harry's half torso.

They quickened their tempo right away, syncing astonishingly swiftly as their cocks slammed in and out of Hermione's incredible holes. Hermione's eyes rolled back into her skull and fluttered shut, taking the steady double penetration more effectively than Harry had thought she would. That timid, naughty smile crept across her lips again.

Harry continued to struggle to maintain a stable stance as Ron and he thrust in and out of her. The fact that he and Hermione were both drenched in perspiration made matters worse and left him feeling a little uneasy.

Harry withdrew just enough that Hermione to groan in shock. With a one action, he slid his hard rubber dildo back into her tight, wet pussy, positioning her thigh between Ron's and his own dwarf body. Opening her mouth, she giggled to see him reposition themselves a little, then resume pounding her together with Ron beneath, who never stopped ramming Hermione's behind even while Harry rearranged above them.

Ron slid his hands down to her hips, where he could steady himself with one hand on her right boob and Harry's other hand gripping the headboard as he looked down at his incredibly attractive fiancée, who was giggling and moaning as she steadily took the two cocks that plummeted in and out of her.

The feelings were overwhelming, the heat so strong her body glistened in the dim light and was drenched in sweat, the reality of his own fiance being double-penetrated, the constant slamming of flesh on flesh as the bed shook beneath them. Harry was so focused on giving his goddess fiancée the fucking she deserved and needed that he almost forgot to breathe.

To be honest, he had no idea how long they had her double-teamed in that position. It was paradoxically both far too brief and like a wonderful eternity. It might have lasted a few minutes, or twenty. As he watched two cocks glide in and out of his fiance and met her eye line as she trembled between two bodies in this diabolical sex sandwich, time stood still in their universe.

Along with all the other sounds produced by their sex, the panting and moaning of three people filled his ear, leaving him feeling utterly lost in the golden trio's small world of wickedness on that master beds in their master bedroom.

Hermione said, "I want to cum." Harry wasn't certain what was holding her back, but it turned out that Hermione was having trouble reaching her climax because of Ron's enormous dick in her ass and his push into her pussy while his entire half-body was on top of her.

Thus, Ron let his lust run wild and railed Hermione's ass with as much force and speed as he could, while Harry stayed still. With Hermione's cunt clenching so inexplicably as that other cock went in and out of her ass, Harry couldn't resist moving a little inside her pussy and making love to her.

Hermione, on the contrary hand, was relishing the intense fucking of her as much as Harry was. Despite her obvious anguish, she remained a good sport and clenched her teeth and shut her eyes. Harry's only thought to console her was to give her a kiss, so they shared affection while Ron swore, gripped her hips hard, and repeatedly kicked her behind till, eventually, he let out a loud groan and entered Harry's girlfriend's ass.

"Say my name!" Hermione exploded, severing their kiss. Ron was right on target, but Harry was taken aback and a little perplexed.

He screamed, "Hermione!" as he entered Harry's fiancée's ass. "Fuck! Oh, Hermione!"

"Yes, scream my name while you come in my ass!" Harry was in complete shock that it was Hermione that he was hearing! Hermione smiled at him, her eyes fixed on him while their best friend yelled her name over his climax. She now seemed to own him.

Harry sensed Hermione tensing up, getting ready for tonight's fourth orgasm. Her breath was growing more and more labored, the heel of her shoe now jabbing into his back, her nails biting into his shoulder blades.

She whispered, "Keep going," in between breaths. "Keep going. Get me to cum on your manhood. Put your cock inside my ass and make me come on it!" She howled as her body trembled, showing that Ron had done exactly as she asked, driving her over the edge. Her orgasm continued to rock her body for a solid minute, during which he made sure to give her many perfectly timed thrusts into her, causing her to twitch and moan once again.

Ron got to a stop and got his breath as the cum began to escape out, giving her a creampie within her ass.

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Harry Potter felt a mix of emotions as he sat in the dimly lit motel room, his fingers nervously tracing patterns on the worn bedspread. He and Hermione had embarked on an unconventional journey, one that had taken them down a path they never could have anticipated. They are in an open relationship, a decision born out of their desire for freedom and adventure, yet it still felt surreal.

Hermione had been the one to propose the idea to solve the issues arrived between them due to her unintentional cheating and at first, Harry had his reservations. Jealousy, insecurity, and fear had all played a part in his initial hesitation. But as he looked across the muggle pub, across the street at Hermione, who was laughing and joking with Blaise and Theo, her two lovers for tonight, he couldn't help but smile.

Blaise and Theo were both Slytherins, and they had entered Harry and Hermione's lives in the most unexpected way with the 12 men. The two of them didn't have Harry's permission to join them in any fun night, and despite their initial differences, they had found a deep connection that transcended house allegiances.

Blaise was charming and confident, while Theo was reserved and introspective. Hermione had been drawn to their unique personalities, and Harry had found himself drawn in as well.

The motel room, with its tattered curtains and flickering neon sign outside, was a far cry from the grandeur of Hogwarts or the comfort of their shared apartment. But it didn't matter. This was about exploration and new experiences, about pushing the boundaries of what they had known till the curse gets lifted.

As the evening wore on, Harry couldn't deny the excitement that coursed through his veins. It was a heady mix of desire and anticipation, and he knew Hermione felt it too. They had all agreed to this rendezvous, a night of shared intimacy, and Harry was eager to see where it would lead.

The open relationship had its challenges, but it had also brought Harry and Hermione closer in unexpected ways. They had learned to communicate more openly and honestly, to embrace the complexity of their emotions. And tonight, in this dimly lit motel room, they were about to embark on another adventure together, as he watched Blaise, Theo and Hermione leave the pub and head to the room, hand in hand.

Even worse than it appeared from the exterior, the motel's inside was uninspiring. At least it was very bare and clean. The majority of the room was occupied by what looked to be a queen-size bed. There were faded blue curtains that reached the floor and an antique brown nightstand. The boys gaped in shock when they saw that there was only a tiny closet and no bathroom.

Hermione had on white underwear with white feathery trim around the top and bottom and black high heels which were too fancy for any other occasion. She had no panties on. With a transparent top exposing her entire foot, it was evident that they were stripper shoes.

Hermione flushed a little and flashed her big cleavage and gorgeous ass as Blaise and Theo greeted her with compliments. Harry advised they move on while he waited on the sidelines and observed for a little time, even though they would have all preferred a little show at this point. Hermione was helped into the bed by them. Their hands were all over Harry's fiancée as they laid her down, pinching her breasts and paying close attention to her exposed pussy. They also ran up and down her legs. Hermione was soon wriggling and moaning as the man took the opportunity of putting his black cock in her mouth. Her lips had already been sealed around Blaise's black cock.

As Harry looked on, content to see his gorgeous fiance be given to two horny men while he waited his turn, Theo took advantage of the situation to kneel between Hermione's knees and start sucking her pussy.

The three of them were having much too much fun on the bed. Hermione was sucking Blaise's dick like a pro, and Theo was licking her luscious twat, getting it ready to penetrate. A few minutes later, Theo retreated, turned onto his back, and forced Harry's fiancée away from that massive, black dick by pulling her on top of him. The men then gave them a hint that they were actually going to move this threesome further by donning condoms and liberally lubricating both of Hermione's holes and their own penises.

Blaise watched calmly behind them as Hermione knelt over Theo and helped him slip his cock into her pussy. It was always a frightening and sensual experience to watch another man pierce Harry's fiancée. Harry had always assumed that it would cause envy. But he realized there was no need for jealousy. They were serving one another by doing this. It was very hot and very sexy what was happening. Theo was licking Hermione's thighs and sighing with pleasure as he filled her vagina, but Harry held his breath and watched Hermione sink onto that cock till the whole length was inside her.

Hermione was on her hands and knees, completely conscious of how fortunate he was, as she remained still and let Theo slowly push in and out of her gorgeous body. Hermione glanced either straight ahead or to her left, where Harry's half body was flying with the help of his belt, putting herself on display for him, as if he were a simple acquaintance having sex with her. As Theo continued to pump into her, a little quicker as the moments went by, she grinned and let out a tiny squeal or groan every time they made eye contact.

After a few minutes at the very least, Blaise dropped to his knees behind the two and aligned his manhood with her tight asshole, which was the sole opening in front of him that wasn't already packed with cock. Hermione let out a yell and slumped forward, putting her head next to Theo's pillow and sliding her hands under it as soon as Blaise's dick pushed between her asscheeks.

Blaise got to work, shoving his dick in about half an inch at a time, till it was inside Hermione's behind. The hem of Hermione's underwear was taken by Theo's hands as they moved up her thighs to her back, where they slid the item up her back. Blaise tried to jam his entire member into that small place by placing his hands on her hips after he had half of his dick in Harry's fiancée.

Blaise gradually penetrated Hermione more and more. Harry was able to personally observe both men eventually getting balls-deep into her because both of her holes had been adequately treated.

As Blaise and Theo gripped her tightly and arranged themselves into the finest possible position, they grunted, and Hermione moaned, cursed, and even smiled a little. The men started to fuck Hermione in earnest when Blaise withdrew a little to give her some room inside her constricted areas. They took turns gently prodding her holes and slowly slipped in and out of her while allowing her time to get used to the sensations.

Hermione's shouts of pain quickly turned into groans of ecstasy as their two pals repeatedly rammed their entire lengths inside of her while holding her in place. Hermione pulled herself up for a moment, first staring at Harry and then back at the two attackers prodding her genital holes. She reveled in being displayed for her boyfriend, who was still dumbfounded with arousal and disbelieving, and had a smile that was both sweet and diabolical.

The boys appeared to be motivated to provide their best efforts by the prospect of Harry being there. They both started driving quicker into and out of Hermione's holes right away. Blaise clutched onto Hermione's ass, which wiggled slightly every time Theo slapped against it, smashing his black cock deeply into her butt with each thrust. Theo squeezed Hermione's sides and thrust up hard into her.

As these men hammered Hermione in a passionate double penetration, Hermione groaned and continued to sound really delighted, while Harry, the lucky bastard to be married to an amazing goddess, witnessed the entire scene.

As he saw his pals come and go from Harry's fiancée, time seemed to truly slow down. Now, as he dug deep inside Hermione, Blaise steadied himself on one hand, pressing it against the small of her back. While Theo continued to fuck her pussy and she writhed and moaning between them, her ass continued to jiggle to the continuous smacking of Blaise's skin against hers, he gave her several strong pushes into her ass.

Blaise tried to press his manhood as deeply inside that tempting butt as he could, alternating between placing a single hand on Hermione's back and two on the sides of her ass. The men proceeded to double-fuck her, Blaise pushing forward with each thrust as he finally put his hands to his sides and gripped her ankles, elevating her legs slightly off that flimsy mattress.

Theo stayed below them, trying his best to keep up with Blaise's movements in Harry's fiance's ass while her pussy was secured on Theo's own dick. He soon had to balance himself again with one hand, but he left the other wrapped around her ankle, close to that sexy shoe.

The three of them writhed and slammed against one another in this flimsy chamber, Hermione with the loudest moan. Harry flew up next to Hermione's head, beside the bed, at this point, no longer content to watch helplessly as his fiance got ravished. He held his exposed dildo out to her, and she dutifully took it into her hand and beat him off while still moaning from the feeling of having both her holes plundering at the same time.

Then, like the sex queen that she is, she bent her head and sucked him into her mouth, swallowing his cock until all of her holes were full.

As three cocks pushed and prodded her sensual body, making her airtight, Hermione held her own admirably. Harry was happy to watch his attractive girlfriend take both of those dicks while she sucked his at this moment, waiting his time for another hole. In any case, it wasn't long until Blaise's groans revealed he was about to cumming. He let out a loud shout as he drove his claws deep into Hermione's back while squeezing her ankle with his other hand.

Theo remained still on the bottom, and Hermione, whose other holes weren't suffering as much abuse, started sucking Harry's dildo with a little more force. Until he was done, Blaise's dick remained fastened to the hilt in Harry's fiance's ass as he continued to moan while emptying his balls into his condom. Then he withdrew out and stepped away, giving Hermione a lighthearted swat on the behind.

Act two officially began when Blaise got out of bed. He chose to observe from the sidelines. Hermione turned to face Theo on the bed, pressing her back into his chest while Harry dove into it, waiting for Theo to saddle her ass on his cock. Hermione's butt seemed pretty well broke in, and Theo didn't have quite as much trouble getting the entire length in there because his cock wasn't quite as big as Blaise's. He did add some more lubrication just in case.

Hermione let out a moan as Theo's penis pierced her buttocks, then glanced up at Harry, who was waiting for his cue. It arrived when she extended both legs outward, inviting him to double-penetrate her on that cheesy bed in that shady room with their pal. Harry got down, using all the knowledge and self-assurance he need, and he forced the tip of his penis into Hermione's pink area, which was next to the firm prick that was encased inside Harry's fiance's ass. Hermione's left ankle rested on his right shoulder while his other went around his waist.

Harry pushed hard to get through Hermione's tight clothing, causing her to chuckle a little. Theo moved slightly to make room for Harry to enter Hermione by removing some of his dick from her asshole. With only that and some lubrication, he was completely engrossed in her.

He and Theo worked up to sawing in and out of Harry's fiancée at a strong and steady rhythm for the following few minutes. Theo grasped her ass by the sides, while Harry leaned forward, pushing her top down to reveal those gorgeous tits, then wrapping one arm over her leg and securing his other hand on her left boob. Hermione soon began to groan more and more, in a tone that Harry knew indicated how truly excited she was.

He leaned down so that his body was on her and his chest was plastered against hers as he and Theo continued to fuck her after he had been nailing her like that for a few minutes. Now that she was firmly wedged between them, he kissed and complimented her as they alternated between entering and exiting her holes.

Hermione initially gave him full access to her pussy by kicking her legs into the air. Then, she wrapped them over his half of her body, holding him firmly against her while Theo and she hammered her. Hermione's moans got louder and louder till she turned around his dildo after he pounded her in that position for a few moments.

Harry more purposefully went deep within her pussy between her groans as she approached his dildo, causing her to cry out loud each time. Theo repeatedly butted her ass during the climactic scene of Hermione, making sure that his entire cock, from tip to base, brushed her asshole's tight lips with each thrust.

Hermione shook the first few times his tip poked her, clearly feeling the aftershock of her orgasm. Theo moved quicker and more deliberately, pumping into Harry's fiancée. Hermione's breasts rose and fell with every punch Theo gave her. Combined with those stunning brown eyes and her attractive face with that seductive, contented expression on it.

Fucking Hermione still, As Harry felt Theo's cock quiver in her ass and the climax came on, he groaned louder and louder.

He pulled out, turned her around just in time, and proceeded to caress Harry's fiancée's tits, as well as her underwear, stomach, and even a single streak that shot up into her hair. When he was done, Harry was gasping heavily and Theo was sitting back, catching his breath. Harry's head was spinning from the amazing event that had just happened.

Harry lay on one side of Hermione, who was beaming from ear to ear as she turned to kiss Theo next to her.

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The soft glow of the setting sun streams through the curtains, casting a warm, golden hue over the room. Harry, with a contemplative expression, sits alone on the plush couch, a tumbler of whiskey in hand. His gaze fixated on the glass as he swirls the amber liquid inside. The atmosphere is charged with a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

Harry's thoughts drift to Hermione, his fiancée, who has been more open about their relationship lately. They've embraced an open relationship, allowing room for exploration and new experiences. Harry has already shared her with other men, but tonight feels different.

His mind races with doubts and insecurities as he contemplates the arrival of Draco Malfoy. Draco, known for his womanizing ways, is Hermione's lover for tonight. He can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy and insecurity, fearing that Draco's reputation might threaten their connection.

Yet, Harry also recognizes his love for Hermione and his willingness to embrace this new dynamic for her sake. He takes a deep sip of his whiskey, steeling himself for the night ahead. The internal battle between his insecurities and his commitment to Hermione plays out on his face.

The sound of the doorbell ringing and the front door opening snaps Harry from his thoughts, and he tenses, bracing himself for the evening that lies ahead. Harry knows that this night will be a test of their relationship's strength, a challenge he's determined to face, for the woman he loves.

He smiled at Draco as he entered the room and he sat smugly down on the couch next to him. While the song was still playing, Hermione walked sensually and slowly into the room. She was only wearing red underwear, a thong that matched, and the same high-heeled black heels with open toes.

She gave a strip tease right away, just to make herself feel at ease before Draco and him started to treat her like two ravenous men. Draco swore and dropped his jaw.

He had never seen Hermione like this - naked maybe - but not in a sexy lingerie. Harry's fiancé's body screamed sexiness with her breasts virtually hanging out, her belly button showing, and her gorgeous legs bare down to her shoes. With her gorgeous brunette hair reaching her shoulders and her deep brown eyes gleaming beneath her mascara, Hermione looked every bit as stunning as ever as she flushed.

The attractive woman walked past them, swaying her hips, shaking her posterior, and moving her body in time with the music. When she eventually reached around her back to loosen the garment, she turned around and pushed the lingerie down her back till it passed her hips and hit the floor around her heels, showcasing her gorgeous ass in that sultry thong.

Hermione turned to face them, still smiling, but for a brief second her hands were covering her breasts. Then her hands moved, showing their friend her gorgeous breasts, but the companion remained silent. Harry couldn't resist checking his pants to make sure he wasn't the only person in this situation—clearly, he was crushing on his fiancée.

With nothing on but her shoes, Hermione strode over to them. Reaching for Draco's shirt and slacks to free them from their rock-hard cock, she fell to her knees. Neither Draco nor Harry had ever seen each other's junk.

Hermione invited Draco to let loose when he was ready as she started to caress and suck Harry's dildo. He got straight to it, taking down his jeans to display a large, magnificent cock, which was familiar to Harry. When she removed her mouth off of Harry's cock and rubbed it instead, she smiled. Hermione chose to suck off Draco, who groaned with pleasure, after reaching up with her other hand to stroke them both at the same time. Hermione then began to alternately suck them both dry, skillfully controlling the whole organ and undoubtedly giving Draco just as much pleasure as she did.

For a few minutes, Hermione handled them with ease before deciding to act a little goofy. She dragged their dicks closer and closer while stroking them, stroking them with a silly smile on her face and a cock in each hand. She giggled and then proceeded to bring both heads past her lips.

Hermione shoved as much of their cocks beyond her lips as she could, and neither of them bothered that they were touching. She made sure he almost forgot that his manhood was in contact with one of his childhood nemises by sliding her tongue between and around their heads. Hermione briefly had the two dicks in her mouth before removing them and proceeding to swiftly take turns holding them close together while sucking and licking one at a time.

Hermione rose up and removed her shoes to indicate that it was her time when she stepped back and let go of their cocks. Draco helped Hermione take their spot after he and Harry got off the couch. To begin, she extended her legs wide enough for Harry to bend down in front of her while she reclined with her head resting on the armrest.

Harry began to eat out Hermione's delicious pussy while she raised her legs up and ran her hand over his hair, all of them nude. Before presenting her pussy to Draco, he licked it for around sixty seconds. As their friend ate her pussy, he swiftly moved to take Harry's place and leaned over the couch, covering her chest and massaging her shoulders and running his fingers over her head.

Harry moved his hands to her breasts, squeezing them firmly and intensifying her enjoyment. He eventually went in closer and sucked her tits while Draco continued to give her oral pleasure, preparing her for the impending big event.

Draco and Harry got off the couch after tasting Harry's fiancée for a few minutes, and Hermione got up.

Harry, being a kind and kind host, offered Draco the first try. They then took some time to lubricate everyone, even Hermione's behind, so it would be ready for use later. Then, with her legs spread wide, Hermione leaned over the couch to watch Draco approach from behind her and insert his enormous cock into Harry Potter's fiancée's twat.

Grasping her waist, Draco moved forward gradually until, inch by inch, his cock was pushed into her, eventually sliding all the way within. Harry, meantime, had sat down on the armchair that was positioned perpendicular to the couch, providing him with an excellent view of his fiancée stealing Draco Malfoy's dick.

It was immensely arousing to watch as the wizard started to pump in and out of his girlfriend from behind, so he couldn't resist stroking his own shaft. Instantly, the two were groaning, with Hermione grinning broadly as she brushed her hair aside, leaned against the couch, and turned to face Harry, accepting the steady fucking.

"Fuck!" Draco cursed as he continued pounding Hermione more forcefully and quickly. "That's a lovely pussy!" Hermione giggled as their companion proceeded to stuff her pussy with his hard prick while still being forced forth and backward.

Before Harry had his turn, he spent a few minutes witnessing Draco fuck his fiancée in that manner. Draco sat on the recliner while Harry swooped up behind his fiancée. They exchanged places. Draco watched them as he slipped into her with moderate ease because she was suitably lubricated, if not wet. He then proceeded to nail her, softly rubbing and scratching her back as he commenced pumping into her slowly.

Having one of their twelve friends watch Hermione and him make love wasn't quite as unsettling as it had been to watch him take her.

His hands automatically went to Hermione's constricted behind, gently slapping it twice. He then grabbed for her shoulders and pressed his fingers deep into her skin, causing her to groan both from the massage and from his body slowly penetrating hers.

He then moved his hands underneath her to seize both of her breasts and squeeze them while holding her against him and abusing her from behind. Harry eventually straightened his back once more, gripped her hips, and bent slightly to the side to observe her breasts as he repeatedly crashed into her, causing them both to groan.

Harry let Draco another single round after he had been beating Hermione for a few minutes. Hermione rolled onto her back, putting her head on the armrest, opening her legs wide, and extending them to greet him once more inside her temple. Draco shuffled in with one foot on the floor and one knee on the couch.

As Draco slid back inside Harry's girlfriend, Hermione laid her hands on the armrest above her head and placed her ankles on his shoulders.

Harry sat down in the recliner once more and observed Hermione's feet next to their friend's head, her gorgeous breasts swelled up as Draco collided with her.

Draco grabbed Hermione's thighs and began pounding deeply into her, picking up speed swiftly so that he was soon nailing her with force. Their companion fucked Hermione, her tan body bouncing slightly up and down the couch cushion, her smile never going away since they first met. Soon after, Hermione asked Draco to take her tits, and he did so without hesitation, breathing heavily and cursing as he showed their common goddess the reverence she deserved.

Harry took a moment to calm himself and get ready for his next turn, so he let Draco fuck Hermione in that manner for a short while before getting out of the couch. Hermione was still on Harry's back when he took his place. As she wrapped her legs and arms around his half body and pushed him into her tight, wet cunt, he lay down on top of her, kissing her.

Hermione's seductive legs drew him to her pelvis while their companion sat down, pressing his dildo as far down as they could. Sweat-dampened breasts squeezed against his chest while he ravaged her. He moved up to her lips, playing with her neck and ear with his lips. He gave her powerful thrusts deep into her womanhood, and Hermione buried her nails into his back and gasped, kicking her legs outwardly.

It didn't take long for Harry to sense the tension rising within her. Her gasps grew shallower as her claws dug more into his shoulders and her legs re-encircled him. Harry kept pumping as hard as he could into and out of her in those cramped quarters until finally his fiancée started to groan, softly at first but more and louder with every second that went by.

As he continued to nail her, Harry heard Draco applaud him. She begged him to continue as she continued to swoon. At last, Hermione's climax was over, and she let Harry fly out by releasing her arms and legs.

Hermione obediently straddled Draco, her knees resting on the cushions on either side of his thighs, while he sat on the end of the couch. Harry's fiancée slid to his balls and bent forward as much as she could, her breasts barely below Draco's chin, while Draco smoothly sheathed his cock inside her. As Harry flew up behind them, she ground her hips and briefly massaged their friend's dick with her pussy.

Draco, being a good friend, let Hermione lean a little bit more forward, exposing as much of her posterior as possible, and he did the same by spreading Hermione's ass nice and wide for Harry. Harry found her swollen pussy, stretched-out, and exposed asshole to be attractive enough, but not enough to deter him from inserting his dildo, inch by inch, into her tight, sensual ass.

Hermione groaned and swore but did not move, and Draco did the same, allowing him to concentrate and drive his fist more deeply into her butt until he was, like Draco, balls-deep in her.

When Hermione realized she had been pierced twice, both times with cock, she let out a loud cry. After giving her a pat on the back and sliding his hands up to her breasts, Draco waited for Harry to start poking his head through his designated opening before he did the same. After exchanging a few words, they were both gliding in and out of her, take turns entering her body—albeit cautiously at first as they mastered the skill of double penetration.

Harry clung to her cheeks and spread her lubricated ass wide so he could fuck her while gradually picking up speed. Every time he pulled back in Hermione's ass, their comrade beneath his lover kept pace with him, piercing her pussy. Harry was able to transfer his hands back to her sides boobs while Draco held her ass open. He held her there gently while their erect dicks prodded and poked at both of her holes. They surged in and out of her like piston in a well-oiled machine, quicker and faster as they became more at ease in their position.

Before long, all three of them were moaning incoherently with unfathomable pleasure as the men were giving Harry's sexy girlfriend the rigid, hard pounding her sexiness required.

Hermione yelled out and gripped the back of the couch while Draco and he double-stuffed her. He could see Hermione's sex holes take a decent beating from two men as they slammed rather hard into and out of her now. They were all perspiring because the temperature in the area was so high. Hermione looked even more seductive as the two of them shared her in this pleasant, sensual trio, the glistening of her tan flesh as they sawed in and out of her.

Harry stopped as soon as he felt his balls start to swell, trying very hard to postpone his climax for just a little while longer. He wanted to turn Hermione over and put her in their preferred posture before their big reveal. Hermione was immediately panting to gather her breath before they controlled her for another round as he pulled out of her ass.

After getting in Hermione's ass, Harry really took a brief break to clean himself up a little in the next bathroom, readying his penis for her pussy. Draco had enough time during the intermission to turn Hermione around and to insert his cock into her constricted asshole.

Hermione got all of Draco's cock in her asshole by the time Harry returned to the couch. It was obvious that he was delighted to feel Hermione's butt from the inside with his cock. Draco moved to lie against the armrest, keeping Hermione opposite to him with her mounted on his cock, as Harry joined them on the couch.

After settling in, Hermione gave Harry a naughty smile and opened her legs wide, allowing him to pass between their friend's legs as Hermione placed her ankles on his shoulders. Harry was too preoccupied with sticking his prick's head into his fiancée's pussy and slowly but definitely lowering his dildo inside that amazing, incredibly tight, and wet fuck hole.

As Draco and he started pumping in and out of her holes, he held her knees to his chest and she grinned wickedly up at him. Draco held onto her tits to keep Harry's fiancée safe while Harry's hands were on her ankles. They took turns sinking into the stunning woman as they moved at a slow, methodical pace back and forth to hold her in place. She let out moans and grunts as they double-pierced her on the couch, filling her to the brim with their manhood's tight holes.

Harry pushed past her legs and settled down on top of her after a few minutes. In preparation for pinning Hermione between them, Draco had lowered his hands down to her hips and positioned his head over her left shoulder as he took a position close to her right.

Harry's left hand was on the couch and his other was clamped between her breasts and his chest. Hermione kicked her legs wide out and held them there for a little period of time as he and Draco positioned her between them, thrusting alternately in and out of their respective holes.

As he drove in and out of her pussy, Hermione encircled him with her legs, keeping his half body closest to her as possible. Hermione moaned and swore as she repeatedly put the two cocks into the holes as their perspiration mixed together. Draco's cock slipped across the thin membrane as he pulled out of her ass every time Harry thrust into his love of life, and every time he was pulled out, Harry felt him slide back in.

As they proceeded to double-fuck the stunning brunette woman for as long as they could, Draco and him groaned and moaned. "You've being a naughty girl," Draco murmured into her ear as she accepted their dicks.

"So naughty," she whispered, gasping for air. "Punish me." Her remarks infuriated him even more, causing him to sever her ass even more quickly. Harry mostly kept up, but as they carelessly bored holes in Harry's fiance to their hearts' content, their synchronization did slip toward the finish.

Hermione finally pleaded with Draco to cum. "Anywhere you want," she groaned. In preparation for an orgasm, Harry lifted himself up and took one last look at those incredible holes, sliding a cock and a rubber toy into and out of each one.

With his cock drawn out from her ass, Hermione jumped off Draco and fell to her knees on the carpet in front of the couch. Draco quickly got up, and he, together with Harry, took a position in front of Hermione, stroking and swatting at her attractive face with their well-used cocks.

Hermione grinned broadly, waiting for her facial, and closed her eyes. Harry was the first to get off, aiming for Hermione's lower face so she wouldn't have to worry for her eyes. He generously applied vanilla cream to her cheeks, chin, and alluring mouth, allowing it to trickle down to her neck.

Before he finished, some of it sprayed onto her boobs, and right at that moment, Draco groaned and blew his jizz at her left cheek, giving her face another coating that by the time he finished, was flowing down her neck. When they finished spraying her down, they had enough vanilla cream and come on her.

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The room is dimly lit, with soft, ambient music playing in the background. Harry, placed on the couch, nervously fidgets with a small object in his hand. Hermione, elegant and composed, stands nearby.

Lucius, Arthur, Fred, and George arrive one by one, each dressed impeccably, their anticipation evident. They exchange cautious glances with Harry and Hermione.

It's been weeks since Harry let any of them to comes near Hermione, only letting the other guys and the four men are eager to join in bed with Hermione tonight, especially Lucius and Arthur considering this is their last time with Hermione and after today - The witches blue moon - they can't be with the sexy witch.

Hermione gestures for them to sit down on the plush chairs opposite Harry. They do so, arranging themselves in a semi-circle.

Harry takes a deep breath, finally breaking the silence. He holds up a small key, a symbol of his consent.

Lucius, ever the confident one, leans forward, his eyes fixed on the key. Arthur, equally eager, nods in agreement. The mischievous smiles of Fred and George speak volumes.

Hermione watches Harry intently, her heart pounding with anticipation.

Harry slowly hands the key to Lucius, a moment of tension breaking as it changes hands. A subtle but distinct sigh of relief fills the room.

With their silent agreement, the tension dissolves, and the atmosphere shifts from uncertainty to anticipation. Hermione's lovers, now with Harry's consent, move closer to her.

As the night unfolds, it becomes clear that their new relationship is built on trust, communication, and mutual respect, bringing them all closer together.

Their primary attraction, Hermione, stood close to the bed's foot. She was 5'5" and had a slim, curvaceous body. She had gorgeous tan skin, a C-cup full of perky breasts that made people take second looks, and a tight, round, heart-shaped ass that attracted attention in public.

Her exquisite face, with its round, deep-brown eyes and pretty lips that created the most sensual yet sweet grin, was framed by her long, dark brown hair. She wore identical open-toed high heels in white and a short white dress tonight.

Aside from that, she flaunted the fact that she was their slut tonight with two silvery anklets on her left ankle, a matching bracelets around her right wrist, and a dark brown necklace.

Hermione was sitting up on the bed, beaming from ear to ear and bouncing her legs up in a sensual way that made the people around her cheer. Harry was a step away in his regular chair. She then lay back on her side, running a hand over her breasts and tugging at the dress until her bra was visible. She then rolled onto her back, arched her body with her hands at her sides, and moved her hand down her side to her thigh.

Harry signaled for the group to go near the bed, saying that Hermione should be worshipped and made to feel even more pampered before the big reveal. The focus of tonight's action was his and Hermione's connection, not the other men's, and they were all fine with that.

Fred and George jumped straight into Hermione's bed and began removing her dress. They did this without hesitation. Arthur and Lucius accepted Harry's invitation to participate, and they did.

Hermione was soon on her back, hands covering her head, knees raised off the mattress, and everything she was wearing—aside from her high heels and anklet—on the ground. The bracelet was also left on. Hermione chuckled gleefully as Harry continued to just stare as four throbbing cocks were revealed.

Naturally, even though Harry's dick was a rubber dildo, it was still as hard as steel to watch these four men start to caress his fiancée. For the time being, it was kept within his pants.

Hermione was grabbed all over by hands. At least one hand was used to rub or grip every part of her body before Arthur positioned himself between her legs and put his tongue to her crotch to sample it. George was holding one of her legs and had the peep-toe of the shoe up to his lips while Fred and Lucius were up by her head getting wanked off at the same time.

Hermione let out a giggle and a sigh as various men licked her pussy, rubbed her breasts, and touched her toes.

Harry had now taken off his shirt and was completely nude. He wanted to get into the bed with the other five, but there wasn't much space. He considered placing his cock between her tits and straddling her stomach, but he reasoned that it would be a bit too close for everyone's comfort.

Instead, overstimulated by all the attention she was getting, Harry went up and kissed his fiancé while she moved her hand from Fred's cock to his, wanking him off furiously.

While he was still kissing and praising his fiancée, he became aware that George was massaging her ankle, licking her thigh and calf, and then using his tongue to trace any exposed flesh on Hermione's foot caused by the attractive shoe.

Harry thought the elder Weasley was really skilled at consuming sperm, and in a matter of minutes, he got Hermione cumming for the first time. Hermione clenched her breasts together and whimpered into Harry's lips during her climax, while he continued to lick her fuckhole for a whole minute.

Lucius seized the liberty of thrusting his massive cock into her mouth as soon as her lips parted. While the elder Malfoy tenderly pumped into and out of Harry's fiancée's mouth and the elder Weasley persisted in savoring her fluids between her knees, Harry simply stood back and caressed his cock. As they prepared for the next phase of the gangbang, George continued to toy with Hermione's leg, licking and caressing her skin and occasionally smacking his cock against her.

After they rearranged their positions, Hermione was on her knees on the ground and the five wizards were standing around her, with Harry hovering above the others. "I just need to be sure all these cocks are nice and hard for me," Hermione remarked seductively, flashing a half-serious, half-goofy grin.

By now, everyone was more than happy to be nothing but utterly fierce for Harry's attractive fiancée as her hands moved to each of the five dicks that around her. Then, as she pump off two of the others, Harry's fiancée opened her mouth to allow his cock within while her stunning brown eyes were fixed on him. Her head bounced back and forth on his dildo as Harry plunged in and out of her lovely mouth, her lips closing around his shaft without a moment's hesitation.

Hermione held two more cocks at all times and alternated between swallowing off all five of them. Hermione did most of the work, moving her mouth up and down their shafts, while the boys stood there most of the time. The only person to seize Hermione's head and thrust his penis back as far as possible into her face was Lucius, who even caused a slight gag reflex.

A few of them pumped into her, gently but forcibly, holding her head in place.

By the time this night's stage was over, Hermione's lips and hands had given everyone plenty of attention, and they were all anxious to tame that beautiful pussy. Hermione let go of the dicks she was holding and turned to face the bed as she gathered her breath.

Her high heels scraped the carpet, but she bent over it instead of sitting on it, spreading her legs. "Do you want to jump on the train?" she inquired, casting a sidelong glance over her shoulder. Even though he was eager to fuck his fiancée in front of all these guys, there was a dark side of him that was more than happy to see a few of them start having turns with her first. He made her an offer, so Lucius and Fred became the front-runners. With obvious excitement at the prospect of fucking this attractive young witch, Lucius walked right up.

Hermione lowered her head to the bed and stuck her ass higher in the air, her hands out in front of her. Without exchanging a word, Lucius moved forward, placing one hand on Hermione's behind and the other on his dick, which was now adequately lubricated and covered in a muggle condom before Lucius started to press his member into Harry Potter's gorgeous fiancée.

A few of the boys gave some encouraging remarks, but other than their combined groans when Lucius started pushing Hermione, the room remained silent. Gripping Hermione's hips, Lucius glided back and forth, his pace increasing as he inserted and removed his entire cock into Harry's fiancée. For a few minutes, he was allowed to fuck her while she was bent over that bed, and the other four people practically queued up behind him, waiting for him to be told it was their turn.

Fred had the opportunity to witness two guys screw Hermione prior to and following his turn because he was up after Lucius and Harry was the third. With protection and lubrication, Fred thrust his penis straight into Hermione, starting a rapid and forceful pumping motion that caused her to raise her head and let out a startled yell.

The sound of Fred's flesh being slapped on Hermione's permeated the room for the next few minutes, accompanied by his unwavering adoration for this goddess who accepted his steady thrusts.

Harry replaced Fred once he moved aside, and he was the only one who didn't have to wear rubber. For Hermione's sake, he nevertheless greased his dildo and easily slipped into her sweet spot as his pals gave him a hearty round of applause. He leaned over and began to suck his fiancée, kissing her shoulders and back while gripping both of her breasts. He began slowly at first, but soon he was pounding rather hard and fast inside her, his love muttering with delight at each thrust as she kept pulling this train.

That's how he berated Hermione for a minimum of five minutes, while Arthur waited patiently for his turn behind him. She reacted in kind as he continued to bend in and talk dirty into her ear while she grasped the sheets underneath. Most of the time, his hands were on her breasts, but he also alternated between her shoulders and sides. He playfully slapped her ass a couple of times.

His final shove into Hermione was so forceful that it made her cry aloud and make her giggle. As he pulled out, he planted a kiss on her and then swooped aside to let Arthur's thick, lengthy cock pierce her.

Although Hermione claims she is not particularly attracted to a large Weasley cock, her groan as the older Weasley dove into her didn't help her argument. Harry, of course, could care less. It pleased him to see her happy. That is, after all, the main focus of the evening.

Sliding his cock against Hermione's insides, Arthur gripped onto her waist and carefully moved through and out of her pussy, making certain she felt it all. Hermione moved ever so slightly, thrusting her dick within Harry's fiancée's vagina and raising herself up on her elbows. The boys jerked away in almost total quiet, watching as Arthur gasped and moaned.

Hermione was thrusting faster and faster till he was fucking at a very fast speed before he subsided. When he had finished, Hermione was groaning quite a bit.

And last but not least, George took his chance at spreading Hermione's ass, which he had fucked only weeks earlier, but for now plunging into her pussy and pounding it hard while holding her asscheeks apart. This was George's sixth straight pounding her. Hermione bent her head back down to the mattress, staring at Harry this time as she groaned and let George's dick to swoop in and out of her twat with rapid, forceful thrusts.

Harry encouraged one of the other males to accompany Hermione on the mattress before George was done, then he stuck his cock in her mouth. Hermione heard me and straightened her back, aligning her head with her torso, ready to do what he had said. Lucius moved to the front of the queue once more.

Having got rid of his condom, Lucius kneeling in front of Hermione, who gazed directly at Lucius's dick when it slid into her mouth. George continued to batter her from behind in the meantime. After approximately a minute of the other three watching, the two split-roasted Harry's fiancée, and Harry touched George on the shoulder to let him know it was his turn.

Harry re-entered Hermione as he softly withdrew from her while she continued to suckle Lucius. He had little trouble penetrating her pussy because it was sufficiently moist and broken in.

After that, Arthur replaced Lucius, and the two of them hammered Hermione from both sides until Harry gave Fred permission to replace him. Everyone took turns at both ends for a few minutes. Like all the guys, Hermione kept herself up brilliantly and having a great time. Considering how effortlessly she could manage five cocks at once without even breaking a sweat, particularly as midnight drew near, it was a surprise she could ever be content with just one man.

After ensuring that everyone had an equal chance at both ends of the split roast—Harry in Hermione's pussy once more, George in her mouth—they all retreated from the bed to give Hermione a little respite. She then decided that George and Harry would be the first two people to share her bed. Hermione immediately worked Harry's dildo into her pussy as they laid down on the bed, with George kneeling behind her.

Hermione hummed Harry's dildo while putting her hair back from her face and grinning. He grinned back, completely enthralled with his stunning fiancée, who was looking so good at the time for so many reasons that he was overcome with thankfulness to be in her company.

Harry felt Hermione go motionless during this trance, and then he instantly felt George's cock pressing into Hermione's ass and tightening her pussy further around his rubbery dildo inside of her.

With a sigh and a moan, Hermione lowered her head and raised herself up with her arms so that her luxurious hair draped in Harry's face. He let out a small sigh as he experienced the sensation of another man's cock entering his fiancée as he was within her, making her extremely hot and sensual. The goddess who accepted it gave her the fucking she deserved and needed.

Tbc.

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As soon that they were both nut-deep within Harry's fiance, he clutched onto Hermione's shoulder while George seized her hips. He and George alternated between thrusting into and out of Hermione while she groaned and raised her head.

Every time George withdrew, she would plug her pussy onto Harry's dildo, and as Harry withdrew, the redhead would sink into her asshole. They were able to move more quickly after a short while, and soon they were skillfully double-penetrating Harry's lovely girlfriend.

It was obvious that Hermione enjoyed being in the center. As they sliced in and out of her, she lifted herself up between them, a wide, sincere smile on her face. The sound of George and his flesh repeatedly smacking Hermione filled the room as her boobs trembled in front of him as she accepted the steady thrusts into both of her holes. Once more, he was overtaken by gratitude for his amazing fiancée, who allowed him to enjoy and experience sexuality within the parameters of their relationship.

With admiration and wonder, he looked up at her while he repeatedly dug his teeth into her pussy while George alternately pushed and prodded her ass, timing his thrusts so expertly that they pounded in and out of her like pistons.

They were aware that three other men were standing by, eager to receive what they were promised. Hermione stayed in the same spot, sliding onto Lucius, who forced his large cock into her pussy as Fred set up back her and penetrated her ass. Eventually, George and him left, to be replaced by Fred and Lucius. They were not as gentle, as Hermione's cry made clear, but they did take care to fuck her gently, cooperating to satisfy her pleasure while they relished double-stuffing her.

When Lucius and Fred picked up their speed, they were fucking Hermione hard and quickly, going inside and out of her body like an efficient machine while holding her body. Hermione was holding herself up and sighing in delight as these two wizards made love to her pussy and ass in no time at all.

When those two men hammered Hermione in both holes, Harry had nothing but pure arousal. Harry would shudder with passion every time Hermione would glance over and give him a wicked smile, sometimes complete with a chuckle. After a minute or so, he didn't even aware that he was stroking off. It was more entertaining to watch his beloved fiancée get double-fucked while sporting those anklet and high heels than any muggle pornographic he could come across online.

Fred then withdrew and was quickly replaced by Arthur. Harry felt that Hermione would handle herself just fine this time, even if Arthur had the biggest cock of the five, making it the biggest challenge for Hermione's butt. As Arthur adjusted himself slightly to the left and used his right hand to push his cock into Hermione's asshole, Lucius remained still inside Hermione.

As a massive dick, measuring only a few inches, entered her backdoor, her pussy already filled with a large cock. Hermione's mouth fell open in a groan the moment that happened. As Arthur slid more and more inside her, her right hand returned to her ass, perhaps to help distribute it.

Arthur quickly found it difficult to penetrate all the way through and ultimately decided to insert roughly three-quarters of his erection into Hermione's behind. Hermione continued to moan, maintaining that position while balancing on the brink of pleasure and agony. Arthur started to gently push into and out of Hermione's ass after realizing he wouldn't receive his entire shaft this time. Lucius started to thrust up inside Hermione with a slightly quicker pace than Arthur did. Both of the older men sawed in and out of Hermione's sensuous body, and now she had both hands back on the mattress. For all three other wizards observing, it was quite a sight.

Hermione gave the other two men a few more minutes to fuck her before gesturing for them to stop. Hermione cried out as Arthur made one last desperate attempt to jam his entire length into her rosebud. Though he got quite close, it was never going to happen tonight with Lucius's dick inside her twat.

Hermione turned to face Harry once Arthur had left and gestured for him to come next. Even if it was only a formality in this situation, Harry was excited about the opportunity to have anal with Hermione because he didn't have many chances to do so. Hermione had stayed still on Lucius's dick while he approached her from behind.

While the others took turns getting into Hermione's ass, Lucius was undoubtedly having the time of his life as he filled that lovely pussy!

Harry drove his dick straight in and spread his fiance's ass. Thanks to the lubricant, he was able to get his entire shaft into her, despite how tight it was. Hermione, who was still holding herself upright, let out a big breath and laughed at him while Lucius kept her motionless between them. They all took a minute to get used to the new arrangement.

They double-teamed Hermione on the bed and soon she was groaning. While they were moaning with pleasure, Harry continuously kissed her on her back, shoulders, and cheek. Occasionally, she reached back to stroke his arm or placed her hand in his hair. The three of them were overcome with strong sensations as Lucius gripped Hermione's breasts tightly while their cocks sank in and out of her constricted openings. They also picked up a decent tempo, and Hermione handled it flawlessly.

Harry, not wanting this night to finish, slipped out of his fiance's ass as soon as he felt like his dildo was about to shoot. Hermione sent out a startled cry upon his abrupt departure before giggling. Then she left Lucius, who by now must have been struggling to hold his load in.

Arthur moved forward, pulling the attractive witch into his lap as George perched on the side of the bed. Arthur was sporting a brand-new condom. Hermione stood in front of them, eager to participate, her shoes on the ground, helping to secure younger Weasley's cock inside her. The senior Weasley stroked his long, hard cock. Now that George was inside her, Arthur slid forward, penetrating Harry's fiancée's pussy with that stiff rod, while both of their feet were on the ground. Hermione's hands were now raised up and spread over Arthur's hips.

Arthur got his entire cock inside Hermione's pussy, unlike with Hermione's ass. With a gasp, Hermione rested one hand on Arthur's shoulders and kept the other on the mattress. George and Arthur began thrusting in and out of her as he briefly held into her boobs beneath her before sliding his hands to her hips. Hermione laughed and cried more loudly, enjoying their adoration of her. Harry found it quite enticing to see her legs jiggle as Arthur shoved forcefully into his stunning fiancée, with George alternating between entering and exiting her lovely holes.

As those two proceeded to load Harry's fiancée, Fred took a seat beside them on the bed, prepared to move on and ensuring that everyone was aware. Shortly after, Harry moved forward, signaling to Arthur to back off, which he duly did. After Arthur stepped aside, Hermione leaped off George and directly onto Fred, who pierced her ass rather easily, leaving her to grunt all the way.

With an unfathomably seductive expression on her face, Hermione then raised and extended her legs in front of Harry. She lifted her left leg just enough for Harry to land on it, and he placed his hand on the mattress. Next to her stuffed ass, he worked his dildo into her taut pussy.

He felt a surge of incredible pleasure coursing through his entire body as he and Fred softly drilled into and out of Hermione's pussy and ass. No toy could match the tension created by Fred's thrusts into Hermione's ass, and her pussy was as tight as any thing that had ever held his dildo.

Fred did a decent job taking turns putting pressure on Hermione's ass in between his thrusts as he pumped more force into her. As his fiancée was positioned between another man and himself, Harry grew increasingly enamored of her. He leant over and planted a kiss on her, prompting her to place her hand on his shoulder and draw him even closer when they made out, all the while Fred helped him screw her.

He considered cumming inside her at that same moment because the situation was so hot, but he decided to take his time moving his dildo in and out of her until he could pull out softly. quickly, as he lifted his fiancée off the ground and dropped back down on his dildo, Harry flew, grabbed Hermione by the hand, and pulled her off Fred. Fred quickly crawled away. She chuckled and grinned as she encircled Harry's petite frame with her arms and legs, getting ready for the final attempt he desired before the grand finale.

Since he was the only person who still hadn't experienced the pleasure, this served as Lucius's cue to finally get his hands on Hermione's ass. Lucius came up behind his fiancée and worked his dick inside her ass, which would be pounded for the last time tonight, as Harry held her off the ground and secured her with his rubber dildo. Holding her off the floor in a standing downward dog position (DP) as Harry remained airborne, Harry assisted his beloved in descending onto him until they were almost entirely within her.

Although it required some labor, this employment was quite enjoyable. Harry placed his hands beneath Hermione's thighs as she continued to wrap her limbs around him, and Lucius clasped her behind. When they were comfortable doing so, they just slid her upward and downward with their cocks, which simultaneously protruded into each of her openings while they worked out.

Hermione's warm, sensual body was wrapped around his, causing their perspiration to mix as they kissed and made love throughout. She bounced up and down slowly yet softly. Every now and then, as their cocks double-penetrated her, she would moan into his mouth, adding to the occasional affirmations from their other friends who watched, as well as the moans of Lucius and him.

Finally, Hermione whispered to him, "I want you guys cum." With a smile of his own, Harry helped Hermione place her feet again on the floor and removed her from Lucius's cock. At last, he gave her permission to remove her shoes, and she proceeded to walk confidently towards the bed, wearing only her bracelet and anklet.

With her head by the foot board and her legs slung over the side, she reclined. For her comfort during the rest of the gangbang, Fred placed a couple of cushions under her head. The four wizards then formed a line up next to his fiancée, who was holding onto the sheets and resting her ankles on his shoulders as Harry slipped into her pussy once again and bent forward, clutching both of her tits as he started to fuck her once more.

Lucius moved first, slamming in and out of his fiancée while she moaned and pleaded for him to make her cum. He beat off angrily and pointed his cock at Hermione's attractive face. Not only were the pillows supporting her head there to keep her comfortable, but they also served to prevent the jizz from spilling back into their bed.

Soon after, Hermione's lips and chin were covered with spittles of semen, accompanied by a loud moan from Lucius. Harry found it really sexy that his fiancée was taking a load off of her face—this was an extremely uncommon occurrence. He had been anticipating this finale since he had never seen it before. Harry must admit that he wasn't let down. As Lucius finished up, he continued to pump in and out of Hermione, and right on cue, George appeared to have already reached his peak before he even approached Hermione's face. He arrived just in time to spray her forehead and get his muck up in her gorgeous, soon-to-be-washed hair. She was quite attractive with a load in her hair and on her mouth—so attractive, in fact, that Harry was now giving her some serious attention. At least he was keeping it out of her sight.

Hermione's groans were building to a climax as George was finishing up, and that's when Arthur rushed in. He kept pounding her till she shouted out in pleasure, and all the while Arthur caressed his cock fiercely, adding a third serving of baby batter to Hermione's lovely face.

Hermione received three facials in one sitting, a first for her, as Arthur sighed and swore as he blew his load over her mouth and cheek. Harry thought that was such a hot sight. Fred was just taking Arthur's position and jerked off as her pussy trembled from its own climax as Arthur stopped and moved away.

Hermione felt Fred touch her face too, his sperm blending with what had been on her chin and cheek, causing her to laugh a little.

Harry pulled out as Fred moved aside. Hermione remained motionless as she brushed away some sperm that was dripping but had not yet reached her eyes. She laughed as she gathered her breath, careful not to turn her head overly so that the glee could not seep into her facial contours. George reached for a washcloth and gave it to Hermione, who used it to clean her face.

When Hermione at last got to her feet, they all gave her a round of applause, and the others soon followed. Hermione laughed and flushed as she stood there completely nude, her hair a chaotic jumble and her makeup completely destroyed from perspiration.

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A beautiful garden with a gazebo decorated for the Minister of Magic Hermione Granger's wedding with her long time fiancé Harry Potter, the wedding fixed at the burrow but both the groom and bride weren't there yet, they are currently present at Ronald Weasley's house, wanting to have a good time.

Both were in his room, Harry sitting naked, in a wheelchair after taking a bath and with no body below his waist, is waiting with Hermione - who also had a shower and was wearing a bathrobe - for Ron to arrive.

Ron enters with a tray of drinks and Harry smiles "Ron, you're fashionably late, as always!"

Ron was grinning "Well, mate, it's a special occasion. I had to make sure these drinks were perfect for the golden trio".

Hermione Laughs "Perfect as always, Ron. So, how are you feeling, Harry? Ready to tie the knot?"

"Absolutely, Hermione. Although, I hear the reception is going to be a real knee-slapper." Harry says grinning.

"I see what you did there, Harry. You're a wizard with words." Ron chuckles.

"And you, Ron, are a wizard with drinks. To the golden trio!" They clink their glasses and take a sip.

"I can't believe we're all here together before the big moment. It's like old times." Hermione said smiling.

Ron nods "Yeah, except now we're all grown up, and Harry's getting married!". The gang of all 12men and Hermione had found a way to lift the curse and did an ritual after her last gangbang to lift her and them out of their curse and it was a success. Harry was thanking all the power above for the end of the curse because now he can marry the love of his life, after all

Harry playfully adds "And Ron's still the same old Ron!" They all share a hearty laugh. They continue to enjoy their private golden trio moment, sharing stories and jokes as they cherish their enduring friendship.

Harry saw that Ron kept looking at Hermione's legs when he sat across from her. With Hermione's small robe constantly falling apart, a lot of her exposed skin was visible.

When they had been talking for a bit, Harry noticed his wife turned to face him, wearing that familiar, evil expression. She turned to face Ron and asked, "Would you be willing to see more?" Hermione enquired with their best friend.

"What?" Ron gave a startled response.

"For the last thirty minutes, you have been staring between my legs, expecting that my robe will slip off. Would you want to see more now? Being sly is pointless, is it not? Considering that in a few minutes I will wed Harry?" Ron laughed a little nervously.

He was understandably wary of this once the spell was broken, and he didn't know what Hermione had informed him about how far he might go in the presence of Harry. But Hermione did not insist on a response. Rather, she merely pulled the rope that bound her robe and parted it in half, revealing her entire body beneath.

She pulled her feet apart, exposing her wet vagina's reddish skin as her labial lips opened at the sight of Ron's almost-bulging eyes. She continued quietly to sip her glass.

Realizing that his fiancée wasn't teasing him, Harry's dildo hardened. He knew she was extremely stimulated and likely ready for a fuck because her magnificent nipples had grown longer and more erect. Her left hand, as if to prove him correct, lowered to her upper thigh and then crept down to finger her cunt, moving in little circles and arousing her clitoris.

"Do you enjoy me as a very nasty naughty girl?" With a smile, she said, "I'll get me another drink." Ron offered to act as waiter, but she declined and got up, making sure to move close to Ron's chair so he could see her cunt in close proximity.

She asked their host, "Shall I get ya another drink?" Without lifting his eyes off her tits and pussy, Ron offered her his glass. Resuming her position in front of him, she leaned forward to set his cup on the adjacent coffee table. Rather than going back to her position, she took a deep gulp of wine, pivoted, and settled herself onto his lap. She took his hand and covered her huge nipples with it after giving him a forceful kiss on the lips. "Ron, I believe we need to work on acclimating you to the idea of my soon-to-be spouse being in the room. You can fuck me after you play with my pussy and tits for a little while while he watches."

She grinned as she turned to face Harry. He pulled out his already hard rubber dildo and started wanking slowly as he watched his soon-to-be wife get fingered. "Suck at my teats, Ronald!" She exclaimed and moaned. "Bite them!"

Ron soon relaxed, and seeing Harry sit there masturbating gave him the confidence to go all out, expanding her vagina by nearly inserting his entire hand, sucking fiercely, and tugging her nipples with his teeth. They were not even aware that Sirius had entered the apartment through the fireplace. But Hermione did, and she invited him over. "Let me taste your cock," she sullied, grinning mischievously.

Watching his fiancé widen her lips and take his godfather's firm penis deep in her mouth while bobbing her head back and forth, Harry struggled to suppress the temptation to climax. She moved to allow Ron to free his own tense, massive cock from his jeans and then straddled him to assist him in sticking his cock in Hermione's pussy.

She continued to suck Sirius for several minutes as he stood in front of her, wriggling and bouncing on Ron's cock while her nipples were squeezed and rolled between his thumb and fingers.

Harry lost control and threw his load to the ground when he witnessed Sirius's gooey white cum spray over his fiancée's chin and then between her breasts and tummy. Hermione accepted Sirius come, allowing a small amount to trickle down her chin before gulping it down.

Now, as the other two males watched her well-rounded breasts bounce and bob and her protruding nipples tremble, Ron bounced her faster and harder while clutching her hips to keep her steady. It didn't take long for Ron to reach his climax, since Hermione was aware that she had actually had two the day before. And he did, completely filling her womb.

"I think I'd have to take another shower!" After catching her breath, Hermione continued, "Then put on my bride's dress. You guys take Harry back, I'll join soon" With a "I hope you're not mad" expression, she moved over to the chair to pick up Harry.

"I'm not sure. But would you mind explaining what just transpired here?" he enquired. She is aware that Harry won't become envious, he is not the jealous type.

"Well, although the curse is lifted, I felt it was only right to give these people a little something nice once, since they have been so helpful to us both. I'm going to treat all twelve of them tonight on our first night. If you're cool with it, we could do more in the future. You will undoubtedly participate in it as well". Hermione shot an anxious glance at Harry, who met her gaze with a short nod that conveyed his control and lack of anger. As she handed him to Ron, Hermione grinned at him and appeared relieved.

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The sun shines brightly on Harry and Hermione's wedding day at the Burrow. The enchanting garden is filled with family and friends, all gathered to celebrate this special occasion. The atmosphere is filled with love and excitement.

Harry, looking dashing in his suit, sits in a wheelchair. His lower body absent, but his smile is radiant as he awaits his bride. Hermione, in a beautiful wedding gown, is inside the Burrow with her bridesmaids, putting on the final touches.

Ron, Draco, Theo, Blaise, and Bill stand beside Harry, all in their tuxedos, as his best men. They share jokes and laughter, trying to ease the tension and excitement.

Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, who has been like a father to Harry, stands outside the Burrow, waiting to walk Hermione down the aisle.

As the wedding march begins, Hermione appears at the entrance of the Burrow. She looks breathtaking, and there's an aura of elegance surrounding her. Sirius offers his arm to her, and they walk down the aisle, her heart pounding with emotion.

The crowd gasps and tears well up in their eyes as Hermione and Sirius approach Harry. The love in her eyes is undeniable. Hermione's arrival at Harry's side - with Ron's cum dripping out of her cunt lips and running down her thighs - symbolizes not just their union but the strength of their love.

Minister standing at the altar starts "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Harry Potter and Hermione Granger in the bonds of marriage".

The Minister continues with the ceremony, speaking of love, commitment, and the journey ahead. As the vows are exchanged, the emotional weight of the moment is palpable.

With the exchange of rings, the Minister pronounces them husband and wife, sealing their love in the eyes of both wizarding and muggle worlds.

Ron, always the supportive best friend, moves closer to Harry. With a smile on his face, he gently lifts Harry from his wheelchair and carries him in his arms, just like old times.

The crowd watches in awe as Ron approaches Hermione, holding Harry, for the moment of the first kiss as a married couple. Hermione leans in, and she and Harry share a passionate kiss.

The whole crowd bursts into applause, showering the newlyweds with love and happiness.

But the surprises are not over. In a move that leaves the crowd shocked and tearful, Hermione, with gratitude in her heart, turns to Ron. She kisses him on the chest, near his heart, as a way of saying thank you for being Harry's steadfast support and for his unwavering friendship.

The guests, once shocked, now smile through their tears, touched by the depth of love and friendship on display.

As the sun sets on this magical day, Harry and Hermione embrace, their love stronger than ever. Their friends and family surround them, sharing in their joy and celebrating a love that knows no bounds.

The dinner was set at the Burrow, with a large table adorned with flowers, where friends and family have gathered to celebrate Harry and Hermione's marriage. Ron Weasley stands at the front of the table, holding a glass of champagne.

Ron raises his glass "Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you're all having a blast tonight" there were cheers from the crowd "We're here to celebrate not just any union, but the coming together of two of our dearest friends, Harry and Hermione" A round of applause as Harry and Hermione smile at each other.

Ron was teary-eyed "Harry and Hermione have been through so much together. From their adventures at Hogwarts to battling dark forces, they've always stood by each other, hand in hand" The newly married couple exchange a loving glance.

Ron grinned "And now, they've embarked on their greatest adventure yet - marriage!" Everyone laughed. Harry and Hermione share a private chuckle.

Ron spoke seriously "In all the time I've known them, I've never seen two people who complement each other so perfectly. Harry and Hermione, their love is truly magical" He heard 'Awwws' echo from the crowd.

Ron was emotional "I couldn't be happier for you both" he raises his glass higher "To Harry and Hermione, may your love continue to grow stronger with each passing day. Cheers!"

The crowd raises their glasses, and Harry and Hermione clink their glasses together.

Sirius Black, Harry's godfather, stands up with a glass in hand. He clearly had a bit too much to drink "To Harry and Hermione! The most magical couple in the wizarding world!" He says cheerfully. The crowd cheers, and Sirius continues.

He continues grinning "You know, I've watched these two for years. And honestly, I thought Hermione was head over heels for Ron. I mean, look at them, they're so perfect together." Hermione blushes, and Harry's smile fades.

Sirius winked at the bride "I've even caught Hermione giving Ron those bedroom eyes more times than I can count." The crowd gasps, and Harry's anger shows.

"Sirius!" Harry says irritatedly.

Sirius realizing his mistake apologies "Oops, I might have had a tad too much Firewhisky. Sorry, Harry. I'm just so happy for you two." The tension eases as Sirius raises his glass, and the crowd forgives his drunken blunder.

As sirius sit down with defensive hands up and apologetic smile at Harry, Remus shake his head in disappointment. The crowd looks at him in disapproval until the next person stands and gives a speech.

Finally it was Remus's turn and he too starts with raising his glass "Ladies and gentlemen, I've had the privilege of watching these two grow from young wizards into the incredible individuals they are today." Hermione smiles, leaning into Harry's embrace.

"Harry, your unwavering courage and loyalty have inspired us all. And Hermione, your intelligence and determination have always been awe-inspiring."

The guests raise their glasses, toasting Harry and Hermione.

Remus continues "May your love continue to strengthen, and may your adventures together be as exciting as those at Hogwarts. To Harry and Hermione!"

"To Harry and Hermione!"

The room fills with cheers, clinking glasses, and applause as the newlyweds exchange a loving glance. Remus joins the celebration, and the night is filled with laughter and happiness.

The Burrow Orchids is illuminated by enchanting fairy lights, casting a warm and inviting glow over the gathering. Harry stands on the periphery of the dance floor, his arms folded, watching with a mixture of irritation and amusement as the wedding reception for him and Hermione unfolds.

Hermione, in her stunning wedding dress, moves gracefully through the crowd, her laughter contagious. She seems to be the life of the party, as always. But what's bothering Harry is the line of familiar faces vying for her attention. Ron, Draco, Theo, Blaise, Fred, and George all surround her, each trying to outdo the other in charm and wit. They shower her with compliments and share jokes that have her doubling over with laughter.

As the night progresses, they take turns dancing with Hermione, their movements surprisingly graceful and intimate. At times, she dances with two of them simultaneously, her body pressed tightly between two men, while they grind their body against her front and back. It looks like a choreographed dance routine as they twirl and sway, her radiant smile never leaving her face.

The wizarding press is quick to take notice, their flashing cameras capturing the spectacle as it unfolds, threesome trying to fuck each other with clothes on the dance floor. The crowd watches in a mix of shock and awe. It's a scene that no one expected, and they can't help but be captivated by the enchanting display.

Harry's irritation is slowly giving way to a smile. He can't help but be charmed by Hermione's ability to keep these men on their toes. He knows Hermione loves him, and he trusts her completely, but there's something satisfying about watching her flirt and dance so closely with his friends. It's a testament to her magnetic personality, and it makes him love her even more.

As the night progresses, the intensity of the dance moves escalates, with Hermione's partners vying for her affections more than ever. The crowd continues to watch, equally entranced and bewildered. But for Harry, the growing closeness between Hermione and his friends only reaffirms the strength of their bonds.

Hermione's laughter fills the air, and she looks happier than ever. It's a beautiful sight, and Harry couldn't be prouder of the woman he's married.

The night wears on, and the dance continues. Harry finally joins in, taking Hermione's hand and leading her to the center of the dance floor. He spins her around, their love evident for all to see. As the enchanted night comes to a close, Harry and Hermione leave the reception hand in hand, with their six friends in tow.

"Hurry up! Is she being a cock tease or is she genuine? Is she really going to throw a party for us all? on her wedding night?" Fred questioned in doubt. "She seems too traditional for that today."

"Will be heck of a gang bang, should she is genuine." stated Ron.

Following the ceremony, Hermione invited all twelve of the guys to join her and Harry at their house to spend their wedding night. Bill and the older men declined, saying that even though they would want to fuck her, they shouldn't since they are married or have grown older and the curse has been lifted. Ron, Draco, Fred, George, Blaise, and Theo, however, didn't mind going with Hermione.

Now that Hermione had gone upstairs to change into a new dress—which she described as something unexpected—they were sitting in the living room enjoying drinks. "Speaking of which!" George raised his voice and threw tiny plastic bags onto the table. Harry was unaware of this maneuver. "One apiece - take these as and if you think you need them."

"What are they?" Harry queried.

"A new WWW product for wizards, similar to a Viagra. That's your option if we want to spend a great time with Hermione, make sure she has a great time, and make sure you work hard for her the entire evening. Fear not—it will also boost your desire, allowing your rubber to remain hard all night". Harry and the other men each took up a vial.

After a while Hermione stepped out of the room. The males had probably never seen a shorter minidress than the one she was wearing, with its slight flare. She gave guys a fantastic glimpse of what was beneath as she twirled and swung her hips.

She was completely nude, save for a very thin cotton minidress; she had no undergarments on. Her breasts were tightly hugged by the buttoned top, revealing her nipples pressing against the fabric. There was already a good amount of cleavage visible due to the three buttons that were undone.

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"You see what I meant, boys? As I mentioned earlier, perhaps I can offer you something sweet later. Where's my drink now?" Theo gave her a glass of gin that had just been replenished. The men gazed at her, aware that if she moved from her straight-backed position, she would be baring all of her assets.

With a "thank you," Hermione accepted the drink. "Didn't you have another thing for me, too?" George gave her two small tablets in his hand.

"So how much time will it take to change me into an extra-naughty sexually mad little Slut?" She then ran the small tablet over her moist lips before swallowing it and washing it down with a swig of her beverage. She observed the men become even more excited by her enticing antics.

"Variable, but brief. You're a mischievous girl already." Fred told her. Theo pointed to Harry and laughed, saying, "God, your husband there is a lucky guy."

Hermione grinned broadly. "That sounds like a wild idea! However, I am a very mischievous girl and everyone's wife tonight." She leaned against the sideboard and, while she spoke, carefully raised her left leg to rest her foot on a chair's seat.

When the lips of her labia parted to reveal the shimmering redness of her vaginal tissue, the males appeared to gasp together. Her dress barely needed to ride up since it was already nearly revealing her tummy.

"I noticed the remark you made," she informed Fred. "Do you continue to think I am a cock-tease? Come over here to be the one to figure it out - cock or tongue! The others can observe your skill level. Remove your pants!" The entire room emitted loud guffaws.

"Come on Fred, up to the challenge!" said George.

Hermione persisted in taunting poor Fred, who suddenly regretted saying what he had. She extended her cunt lips even farther as she dropped her hand and tapped her clit. She purred, "Come on Fred, give me your cock! Come fuck me! Show me the weapons you have between your legs once you've all undressed!"

A few paused, while others hastily stripped off their clothes. As they were preoccupied with undressing, Fred hurriedly approached Hermione and discreetly inserted his penis into her vagina. She made pleasant moans while he kissed the delicate area right below her ear, fucking her. After undoing a few more buttons, a hand moved to her breasts and began to pull and massage her erect nipples.

"No need to be patient boys, I have two free hands here," she said, glancing over her shoulder to see a line of firm cocks waiting their turn.

Hermione's hands were wrapped around the rigid shafts of George and Theo, who moved forward on either side of her. She wanked the two of them now, and Fred gave her a good fuck, ramming his cock up her cunt and having her ass smash the sideboard against the wall. Hermione demanded that he bite her nipples and suck it.

Hermione went down and took the wanking cocks into her mouth, switching every minute, using her tongue to torture the pee holes on the purple helmets till they too spurted forth white sticky jism, until Fred eventually shot his cum into her hole and withdrew away.

After satisfying the three guys, she got up and turned to face the other three who had been watching and gently indulging in their own masturbation.

She beckoned them over, saying, "Come on, boys, let me touch your lovely cocks now." Except for his wife, nobody even glanced at Harry, who was still sitting there silently and pulling on his dick. Hermione once again spread her legs wide to take a firm penis in her cunt as the three patient but eager participants of the second round walked forward, while she worked on the rest of them with her hands. This time, she twisted her body and leaned forward as the guy who was fucking her shot his load.

She yelled, "Fuck me from behind!" and pulled the final man to put himself in front of her, ready to suck his cock. She licked and sucked greedily as the man behind her grabbed her tits and gave them a hard treatment, causing her to squeal.

She gulped the warm pre-cum and said a soft "Mmmm!" Harry realized that his wife's level of arousal was getting high, so he had to take action before the men started to suspect him. He got involved too, putting her hand around his dildo. Hermione made it to look up and give him a wink. Shortly after, the man she was suckling emerged into her mouth, and Harry swiftly took his place, relishing the opportunity to see his wife being intimately assaulted from behind.

By the sounds Hermione made and the look on her face when she gave up sucking and grinned sensually, he could tell that she was about to enter her submissive mode. The small WWW tablets she had taken contributed to her increased libido as well.

Harry's excitement increased when he saw that the others chose to imitate Draco's actions of popping a tablet into his mouth and downing a huge scotch. They could maintain an erection for a very long time, which meant Hermione would soon be getting fucked extremely hard.

Then he overheard Blaise ask George if he needed any more of the medication that George had given Hermione. Ron told him, "I don't believe she needs any more."

"I meant for us and not Hermione, knob-head! What say you guys? Would you like anything to complement the pill and provide you with a little bit more erotic excitement?" Harry was starting to doubt Hermione's ability to keep up the pace at this point.

Though he experienced an amazing perverse thrill at the idea of six very aroused guys with no boundaries fucking his wife in every manner possible on his wedding night while sporting six permanently huge erect cocks. She would give them complete control over how they used her. And he would get to see it! At the mere notion, his cream, this time in chocolate flavor, poured out of his dildo and into her mouth.

Hermione rose up and turned to face the men, looking a little lost. She inquired, speaking slowly and nearly slurring her words, "What are you taking?".

"Same as you as well, the pills, it's just a muggle Sildenafil to ensure we give you an enjoyable time!" Theo clarified.

With a strange cackle, Hermione said, "You'll be erect all night!"

"That's the concept, Hermione!" Ron laughed. She proceeded to take a seat, leaving her legs bare and her breasts visible through the top of her dress. Immediately after, she accepted the offer of another huge glass of gin and took a quick sip.

The men played with their cocks while sitting about, staring at Hermione, as if they were waiting for the effects of the small tablets and Viagra to take effect. Sipping her drink, Hermione stared at one stiffening cock, then the other. Her extra hand reached for her pussy almost unconsciously, opening her labia and softly massaging her clitoris.

She then slouched onto the coffee table and set down her drink, much to the amusement of all the males, including Harry. Subsequently, she pivoted in the chair and slouched down, putting her head on the seat and jutting her buttocks. "Make sure that you use lots of oil."

Ron quickly found his wand to oil her bumhole prior to she changing her mind because he didn't want to miss the opportunity. As she obediently spread her thighs and pulled her ass out to reveal her tight hole, the other males gawked and marveled. They sat straining on their foreskins like well-trained hounds, very patiently but with an unexpected surge of sexual yearning, waiting for clearance to pounce.

Harry, who hadn't taken any supplements, was sitting there feeling very anxious. As his new bride Hermione arches her back on the chair and offered up her ass, surrendering and wanting to be arse fucked by all six men, he held his vial in his hand!

The other men screamed and moaned with animal delight, anticipating what was about to happen when Ron hurried back and discovered Draco already kneeling behind her and playing with her anus and pussy. Now, they were all in a really strange sexual condition of abandonment.

They heard gasps and heavy breathing as they saw their pal move his fingers inside the seductive witch's arse and fill them with the slimy muck of her pussy. He jumped right up to the hilt after coating his cock with his now-very-greasy hand.

The guys with very erect cocks took turns, nearly shoving each other aside in their desperation to fuck Harry's wife, who was anything but calm and still. Now, the utterances and yells sounded more like a crowd attending a rodeo.

"Yes! Oh my!" She sobbed, twisting her buttocks and shoving away, as if she wanted the massive, invading cocks to go even farther into her. Despite the fact that each man shot his sperm up into her rectum, their cocks remained incredibly hard and their libido remained strong because of the magic vials.

Hermione agreed, propping herself on her arms so that hands could assault her tits and finger her cunt. Some did require a little break from the physical exertion, but she spent that time resting on her side and raising her body to get access to her nipples and soft, well-rounded breasts.

Harry was so happy to see his submissive wife enjoying herself so much from the gang bang that he took a big gulp of scotch and popped the pills he was holding in his clinched fist. He couldn't wait to fuck Hermione's asshole with the others now.

Hermione must have felt his approach and tilted her head when he finally got to his feet. With a leering smile that was obscenely lustful, she prodded him ahead. "Come enjoy yourself!"

Harry did not take long to fly behind his spouse and pierce her posterior. "Do you want more?" he muttered in her ear as he bent forward and continued to fuck her with his half body for several minutes.

"Yeah!" While Harry massaged her enormous breasts, he hoisted her up and turned her face the other men, keeping his cock within her anus and sending them both falling in a tiny height from the floor. "I'll keep her solid if you wish to fuck her!".

Naturally, they did!

Hermione groaned and grinned as she peered at the six firm cocks. The men spent a few minutes stroking their cocks while they observed Harry prodding Hermione's nipples and massaging her breasts. Then one of the six moved forward, shoving his large cock into Hermione's ass and fucking her with a brutal fervor.

There were probably no men in the room as sexually aroused as Harry was. Probably the greatest sensation he had ever had was holding his wife while six men, racked with need from taking sexual stimulants, were holding on to her without danger of their pulsating phalluses failing them.

As the guys alternated in fucking his wife, nipping her nipples, squeezing her soft, bouncing breasts, and shouting foul language, Harry, his own fake cock permanently erect, was ecstatic. Hermione, on the other hand, was practically crazed with excitement. She was yelling for more, pleading with the men to bite her incredibly long nipples harder, and she was jerking her body back and forth while having virtually constant orgasms.

Harry shuffled up to his wheelchair and, keeping his position, managed to bring it to the middle of the room and slumped down with his dildo plowing well up her back channel while the abusers grew agitated and needed to get back inside her drenched cunt.

"Come on guys, she has two hands that are doing nothing and a filthy mouth that needs filled apart from her cunt. See how we can utilize her to the fullest". Blaise stated, Harry was ecstatic to witness the men gang-bang his wife up close as he was holding her, considering it a wicked and depraved experience.

His stomach churned and his pulse pounded as he stared into their eyes and saw the savage emotions on their features as they tormented Hermione. He had to take a step back and observe the situation after this passionate sexual encounter lasted for a few minutes. From there, he could also see his wife's reaction, "Which of you guys would like to take my spot and stuff her bum hole?"

Flying up, Harry pulled out his dildo and planted a kiss on his wife's arse cheeks while assisting her in descending on Blaise's very thick, rigid pole.

Hermione gave a crazy smile and let out a gasp as the hard sword slid up her ass. She opened her mouth widely to take a pulsating cock between her lips as another guy bent and filled her pussy, and she was quite excited when both of her hands were made to grab and wank cocks soaked with her love fluids.

Ron was the one who was left out; he smiled and watched in amazement as he held his cock. He sat down with Harry and downed a big whisky. The two men observed, sulked, and drank until it became obvious that the roving men needed to stop and get a drink.

Sitting on the carpet with her legs apart, Hermione had a lustful expression on her face, pleading for someone to buy her a large tonic and a gin as Ron sat silently next to the still aroused and sexually stimulated Harry. Just as he was going to address her aroused and debauched husband, Hermione abruptly got up and moved to stand over him with her legs apart.

Her thighs were covered with come, and Harry stared at her cunt. "Have we had enough?" Harry enquired.

She took a step forward and answered with a simple "No."

As Harry half soared up his body and pressed his mouth against Hermione's sperm-filled vagina, he licked and sucked on her clit, sticking his tongue deeply into her hole and letting the warm fluid trickle past his lips. Ron watched in disbelief. Hermione flashed him a lustful glare and smiled at Ron. She then turned around and leaned forward, forcing her posterior to poke out into Harry Potter's face.

She parted her cheeks to show off her well-extended anal ring, which was bursting at the seams with multiple men's sperm. Harry moved his tongue from her cunt to her anus, rolling it around till her anus gave him a wink, giving him additional access.

Abruptly, she turned to leave and refilled her glass with gin. "I was not sure if I dared to make a request as you guys are married, but now I think it's okay to ask," Ron said softly to Harry.

"Ask what?" Harry asked, drawing in a breath as his twisted excitement intensified once more. "What do you wish to do with my wife?"

Without confidence, Ron said to him, "I like to take her to the bathroom. Only me and her." Harry inhaled deeply as a plethora of pictures raced through his head. Hermione left the bedroom before Harry could comprehend the information.

Her only clothing item was a small corset with suspenders that held up her black fishnet stockings. Her nipples appeared longer than ever before. The males mumbled and fidgeted in agreement. Hermione spun around, ecstatic about the impact she was making on the males.

With cautious slowness, Harry addressed his best friend who was seated beside him. "You should better make a choice then when you can."

Harry saw as Ron stood up, grasped his spouse, and leaned in to plant a kiss on her firm nipples. Subsequently, he murmured something in her ear. Her eyes were wide open in amazement as Harry noticed the change in her facial expression.

He saw her shoot a quick glance in his direction, then gaze straight up at Ron and nod briefly. Ron grabbed her hand without any delay and hurriedly brought her into the restroom. Harry saw his wife turn to face him just as the door was closing, as if she were a little child about to do something extremely wrong.

Before they were seen again, more than twenty minutes had passed. Hermione appeared to be lost in thought and trembling. She was passed around the room for the next two hours, sometimes to gratify the passion of one man, occasionally two or more at once. It was Harry's turn to treat her violently, just like any other man would. He continued to feel uneasy when he saw the guy's smug expression.

He tried to read his wife's mind as he penetrated her by observing her face. He became enraged and grabbed her hair, forcing his cock in her mouth and fucking her face hard and quickly, causing her to gag. This was one of the more violent and perverted ideas that crossed his head. Watching with a perverted, warped sexual joy, he watched as the other men discharged their sticky jism over her body and into her mouth, penetrating every hole.

Eventually, everyone had to give up because they were too weak and exhausted to continue, and everyone, even Harry's promiscuous wife, fell asleep wherever they laid. Both Harry and Hermione dozed off in each other's arms.

Some slept in, while others were out like a light. Harry vaguely remembered waking up early one morning to see Hermione emerge from the bathroom with two guys, Draco and Ron, still completely nude save for her stockings.

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Some were in doubt with my fic and wants to know if I'm against Harry's character. No I'm not. Infact a few years ago me and my girlie squad were die hard fans of the book and movies, we loved Harry infact but not his fan. We were fans of Hermione Granger, who we thought of the real hero of the story. After reaching my early adult age I started watching Harry Potter again and got one point Harry won't survive any of his years without Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore or Snape but these Potter fans kept hating these characters just for surviving. I know there are many good Potter fans who support these characters, who support Ron as his brother and don't write Hermione as an sex object but the more and more I read, I could only find Ron bash for no reason and Sex object Hermione. I loved Harry and Hermione as brothers and sisters but these ppl showing them as doing more in their delusional fics is just 🤮🤮. I hate these incest type romance between them especially after watching Harry getting bluntly rejected after the tent dance when Harry tried to practically force himself on her, and Hermione told not interested by just flatly looking down in a decent way and he still stood there like a statue until she had to walk away I felt second hand embarrassment for Harry and it damaged by image I had of him. Ginny is good for Harry and even Luna but not Hermione. The legit Potter fans knows this and will accept it with me.

Harry isn't perfect for Hermione, Ron is. Or try Viktor- more better than Harry, and there is Draco, Better than Ron, Harry or Viktor - more handsome, taller than Harry and he has a charm that Harry miss. Draco can do better than Harry or Viktor or Ron. Draco's character should develop more good guy stories as he is clearly talented then Harry without the parseltongue and the dark lord power. Again, Harry is nothing macho he can be a good guy but he is boring for myself and Hermione too. If you get offended that's a you problem. Harry is a nice guy that has a two best friends close to his siblings that's all but Hermione getting bashed for loving Ron and having these delulu feelings for Harry is nauseating. She specifically used as a sex object in many God Potter fics. Please avoid it. Respect the character. You all know Harry is nothing compared to Hermione. Hermione is the only hero I can see in the whole story while Harry literally cries elsewhere. It should have been mostly Hermione Granger and the adventures maybe, and the movies were mainly focused on her too. When I heard a rumour that Rowling was going to introduce a adoption or secret sibling relationship between Harry and Hermione I thought it was that Hermione is the one that's going to kill Voldy.