Harry loses a bet to the Weasley Twins and now is forced to complete their dare:
Sneak into the girl's dorm and pop Hermione's anal cherry, *without* waking her up.
But secretly, Fred & George have their own dare going... and it involves their virgin younger sister, Ginny. ; P
This series includes a smoking hot companion story by Max Walker.
Note: This series takes place in an extra year at Hogwarts when all characters are over 18 years old.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good", Harry whispered.
The Marauders Map quickly revealed itself, black ink spreading across the parchment showing the layout of Hogwarts and all its inhabitants. Hiding under his duvet, Harry used the light of his wand to study the map.
He scanned his dorm and the common room first, making sure no students were studying late or sneaking in or out. All was quiet and as it should be. Then he glanced over to the girl's dorms. Laid out as a mirror copy of the boy's dorm, it too was quiet. The target of his planned activity was marked as a small black dot tagged 'Hermione Granger'... (Click below to read the rest of the Prologue)
To her right was another small dot tagged Ginny Weasley, and to her left, two dots marked Padma and Parvati Patil. Curiously enough, the Indian twin's dots overlapped each other, although the lack of movement suggested they were both asleep.
Harry watched the map for another few minutes and then muttered, "Mischief managed", the ink fading away and leaving the parchment blank again.
As quietly as he could, Harry slipped from his bed and then vanished as he threw his invisibility cloak over his shoulders. He left his room without incident.
It was risky leaving his dorm. If caught, it would be a week of detention. Considering his destination was the girl's dorms, there would be several awkward questions asked. Somehow, simply stating " it was a dare" wouldn't cut it.
It was, however, the truth.
It had all started as a bet he'd made with the Weasley twins, Fred and George. The bet itself was of no concern. Instead, it was the dare he now had to complete as forfeit for losing. He should have known those two would have twisted the rules to their advantage.
Harry expected the penalty for losing to be something like flying his broom through the grounds while naked or dung bomb Filch's office. Not even close.
"We want you to sneak into the girl's dorms, go to Hermione's room, and fuck her in the ass," Fred had announced when Harry begrudgingly accepted he'd lost.
At first, he thought he had misheard. But when George echoed his brother, Harry could scarcely believe it. They wanted him to sneak in, and butt fuck his best friend. Well, best female friend. The twin's younger brother Ron held the best friend spot.
Getting over the initial shock of the ordered 'punishment', although you could hardly call it that, Harry agreed. He couldn't deny he often fantasied about screwing Hermione and understood he was firmly in the friend zone. He also knew she and Ron were crushing on each other.
Everyone knew it. It was obvious. The only two who didn't seem to notice were Hermione and Ron themselves!
But, doing it as a dare was a loophole Harry hadn't thought of. You see, bets and dares between wizards are a little different than the muggle equivalent. All bet's began with a charm to ensure all bet's were fair and all forfeits or dare's carried out.
Failure to do so resulted in some very unpleasant and often painful ramifications.
It took him a while to plan precisely how he would manage to do it. His first problem was getting into the girl's dorms. Simply using the stairs was a no go. Any attempt resulted in the stairs turning into a slide sending the encroaching male shooting back down. So stairs were out.
Apparition was out too. Although Harry had passed the exam, powerful enchantments made it impossible within the grounds of the school. Only house-elves could successfully do it. Their magic operated on a different set of rules to humans.
Harry had considered asking the friendly elf Dobby. After all, Harry had tricked Lucius Malfoy into giving Dobby a sock, therefore freeing him. But, once again, Harry dismissed the idea, the house-elf's good meaning but slightly twisted set of logic a liability.
The solution came when Harry was recounting his retrieval of the golden egg during the Triwizard tournament to some wide-eyed first years.
He could fly in.
Harry had stashed his broom in the hallway and was going to simply fly from the boy's dorms to the girls. He couldn't fly directly from his room to the girls as the windows didn't open. But the windows in the corridor did. That was his exit and entry.
Hogwarts was heavily warded, but most worked on the assumption anyone attempting to break in would be outside the wards. After all, why would someone already inside need to break in? Therefore, the windows themselves were pretty easy to open with a simple alohomora spell. Problem 1 solved.
Problem 2 was how he was going to fuck Hermione. Well, that was easy; he just had to stick his dick in her butt. The tricky part was doing so without Hermione waking up and blasting him into a million tiny pieces.
Hermione was scary intelligent, and while usually reserved, had occasionally 'lost it' and showed her angry side. Brilliant witch + bad temper = scary and, in this case, a very dead Harry. Not ideal.
However, while magic could be his demise, it could also be his savior. Quietus would create a dome that would prevent any sound from waking Hermione's roommates. They could just as easily incinerate Harry if he were caught. That was half the solution.
Part 2 came in the form of sleeping dust. It was one of Fred and George's concoctions. They guaranteed its effectiveness, but after being cheated in the dare that got him here, he decided to test it himself.
He waited until Ron fell asleep, then doused him with the sleeping powder. Harry poked, prodded and violently shook Ron without him waking. He even levitated him out the room and down the stairs without any problems.
So entry and execution of his plan sorted, Harry set about operation 'Analize Hermione".
With his invisibility cloak securely wrapped around him, Harry snuck down to the end of the boy's dorm's corridor and mounted his trusty firebolt. As a skilled flyer and seeker for Gryffindors Quidditch team, navigating his way to the girl's dorm and though their window was no challenge.
Once inside, Harry quickly rechecked the Marauders Map. It was good he did. Parvati Patil was awake and making her way to the shared bathroom a few doors down from her dorm room. It provided an opportunity for Harry.
Parvati hadn't closed the dorm room door when she left, so it allowed Harry to slip inside without trying to open the door himself and risk waking one of the girls inside. Set up exactly like Harry's room, there are four small double beds, each with a bedside cabinet, a chest of draws and a small wardrobe.
On the far right was Ginny, the youngest of the Weasley clan. Just like her brothers, she had the trademark bright ginger hair and freckles. Harry would admit he found her attractive, but she was his best friend's little sister. That was against the 'bro code,' right?
To Ginny's left was his target, Hermione. To her left was Padme Patil, and farthest to the left was Parvati's bed. Harry waited hidden under his cloak until Parvati returned. Harry watched as she headed towards her bed but instead stopped at the foot of her sisters.
Harry remembered seeing the twin's dots overlapping in the map and watched curiously to see what happened. When Parvati shrugged off her dressing gown, Harry nearly swore out loud and gave himself away. The young Indian twin was completely naked underneath. Even in the dimly lit room, Harry could see every perfectly tan inch of her body.
Naturally slim, she had very little fat giving her a slender built. Long toned legs, pleasantly wide hips and rounded butt, tiny waist and perky round tits. Not the biggest, but delightful to see all the same.
Harry's cock hardened at the sight of the nude Indian witch. He regretted not paying her more attention when she agreed to be his date to the Yule ball. If he hadn't been so distracted by Cho and the trials of the tournament, he might have been far more intimately familiar with her beautiful body.
As shocking as her choice of, or rather lack of, sleepwear was, who she climbed into bed with was her equally naked twin. Parvati shuffled backwards to be the little spoon to her sister, who, while still asleep, wrapped her arms around her sister.
They both shifted until they had their body touching at every possible point, bare skin against bare skin. The familiarity with which they moved together led Harry to think this was a more regular occurrence rather than a chance discovery. It also suggested that Hermione and Ginny both knew of their closer than usual sibling relationship and never told anyone.
Once again, Harry chastised himself for being so distracted at the Yule ball. If he had been more charming and attentive as a date, maybe it wouldn't have been just one sister he was more intimately involved with. Twins share everything right, even boyfriends. They certainly have no qualms about being naked together.
Realizing he was getting too distracted, he forced himself to focus. He waited patiently until Parvati's breathing slowed and deepened, then set about Part 2 of his plan.
" Quietus ", Harry said, focusing on casting the spell.
It wouldn't do for the spell to fail mid-fuck. No amount of ass, even one as fine as Hermione's, was worth dying for. While the Hogwarts uniform wasn't exactly flattering, Harry had seen Hermione in enough pairs of jeans to know she had a great ass.
Being the first to part her peachy little derriere and plunder her virgin asshole has hardly a punishment. If he had known the forfeit before losing the bet to the Weasley twins, he might have lost on purpose.
Setting about the final preparation, he poured the sleeping dust into his hand. To an outsider, it would appear as if a disembodied hand just popped up. In fact, it was Harry's hand leaving the folds of his invisibility cloak. With a single long breath, Harry blew the magical powder over the sleeping witch, ensuring she wouldn't wake anytime soon.
Harry moved, climbing onto the messy bed. Books and scrolls covered half the mattress. Hermione was a true nerd, obsessed with knowledge. Her need to know the answer to every question was overwhelming.
An everburning candle was set on her bedside table, casting a pool of warm amber light. At times, she would "fall down the rabbit hole" and spend all night reading without realizing. Luckily, it was not one of those nights.
Hermione had fallen asleep atop the bedsheets. Like most nights, she likely fell asleep while reading hence the still-lit candle and books strewn across her bed. Harry studied his friend's face for a moment. Asleep and relaxed, she looked adorable. She often worried, and it showed in her face, clouding over her otherwise pretty features.
With nearly dying every year at school, her worry was understandable.
Harry's eyes moved lower. The sleeping teen wore an oversized pink tank top and white panties. With a simple spell, her shirt disappeared only to reappear a few feet away... (Click below to read the rest of Scene 1)
Perky and perfectly rounded, her breasts sat proudly on her chest. Even laid flat, they resisted the pull of gravity, her light brown nipples pointing to the ceiling. Harry couldn't resist and reached to squeeze Hermione's breast, pausing just inches away.
Harry was confident in the sleeping dust. He has tested it thoroughly. But now, just moments away from feeling Hermione's tits, he had a moment of doubt.
What if it didn't work? What if her eyes flew open as he squeezed her tits?
Harry steeled his nerves. This would work. He closed the gap and moaned softly as his hand closed over Hermione's breasts. Just slightly bigger than his hand could hold, they were larger than he imagined—their size hidden by the fit witches' less than flattering wardrobe.
The reality was much better than any fantasy. Something Harry, and no small number of other students, had often thought about. Her skin was warm, the pliant flesh of her tits felt fantastic. Her small nipples hardened against his palms, Hermione's lips parted just slightly, her breath catching.
While her mind was deeply under the influence of the sleeping powder, her body's physical reactions were unaffected. She moaned softly, a cute little dimple appearing between her eyebrows. Harry cupped her tits, lightly pinching and rolling her firm nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
She gasped slightly louder. Her chest arched as Harry sucked a nipple between his lips. Hermione gasped louder again. Harry was glad he had taken the time to cast his silence spell. No one beyond its limits could hear anything from within. Harry, meanwhile, could listen to everything happening outside.
Hermione's chest heaved as Harry suckled at her nipples and squeezed her tits. Her soft breasts swelled between Harry's fingers, and he squeezed harder, her nipples like hard little candies between his lips. He wondered for a moment if there was a spell to make a girl lactate. His cock throbbed at the thought of her creamy milky delight flooding his mouth.
If anyone knew the spell, Hermione would.
With reluctance, but with anticipation also, Harry left her breasts and kissed down her stomach. He followed the small valley down the center of her stomach. Hermione gasped with a bit of a shudder when Harry flicked his tongue into her belly button.
Despite her bookish nature and preferring the library to the gym, she was surprisingly athletic. Not superstar athlete fit, but nicely toned with hardly any extra fat. Her stomach was lightly defined and slightly concave. The bottoms of her ribs and tops of her hips clearly defined.
Hermione's panties were a simple white bikini cut. Unlike her shirt, Harry chose to savor the experience of removing her underwear. Gripping the waistband over her hips, Harry slowly pulled them down. Inch by inch, he worked her panties down, first exposing the V between her hips, bare and smooth.
Her sweet cunt slowly became exposed to Harry's lustful gaze. Shaven and smooth, her sweet inner lips just peaked out, her clit still hidden beneath its hood. Harry could smell her arousal, a sweet and fresh smell that he adored.
The white cotton clung to her pussy as he pulled them down her thighs. As they peeled away, a single string of her juices connected them—visual evidence of how actively her body was responding.
Slipping her panties off her feet, Harry slid back up her legs. His hands adoring their silky smoothness. Gently parting her thighs, hands sliding beneath and over, he leaned in close.
That wonderful aroma filled his nose again, and he couldn't wait any longer. He had to taste her. He pushed his tongue past her outer lips sliding from bottom to top, her sweet juices gathering on his tongue
She tasted amazing, and Harry savored every drop of her juices. His tongue teased the entrance to her pussy, gently probing and pushing inside. He was shocked when his tongue brushed against her hymen.
She was a virgin!
True, Hermione's first love had always been books. She spent more time in the Library than the following three most frequent students combined. However, Harry had presumed she had already had sex. Maybe Krum after the Yule Ball, or a late-night tumble between the stacks of the library's forbidden section.
Hermione was moaning and breathing deeply as Harry gently tested her hymen. Licking back up through her moist lips, he circled her clit. Hermione gasped louder, her hips fighting against Harry's grip. What had started as a simple bet to fuck Hermione's virgin ass had already become so much more.
Rising, Harry bent the young witches legs backwards, her knees coming level with her hips. Leaning forward and pinning her hips, Harry moved his cock to press against her wet pink lips.
The heat of her pussy spread up his cock to his balls and throughout his body. His cock throbbed painfully, eager to deflower the young maiden. Leaning down, Harry kissed Hermione, her lips instinctively reacting and kissing him back.
Unable to resist her virgin cunt any longer, his hips pushed, his blunt cock head pressing against her hymen. For a few seconds, it held, stretching against Harry's cock.
Then it tore. Hermione let out a scream at the brief flash of pain. Harry moaned and swore as his cock speared into her pussy until his balls pressed against her.
It was fantastic. Hermione soft moans were sweet songs to his ears. Her pussy was hot and tight, her silken depths hugging his cock tightly. Every few seconds, her teen cunt would tighten and shudder around his shaft, making him groan in pleasure. Hermione's small whimpers slowly changed from the pain of losing her virginity to those of pleasure.
Her hips started to push back against Harry. Taking his cue, Harry pulled back until the flared head of his cock caught against her tightly stretched entrance. Harry swore again as he pushed back inside Hermione. Her pussy felt like it was pulling him back inside, eager to be filled again.
Hermione's body rocked and twisted as Harry steadily built up a rhythm. Entirely at the mercy of her physical self, freed from the limitations of her mind, Hermione came alive. She moaned and gasped in pleasure; her cute, usually serious face instead showed her joy. It was a beautiful sight to behold.
Harry was delighted with the pleasure of fucking Hermione. The feel of her tight cunt wrapped around his cock was just fantastic. The way it sucked and squeezed his cock as he pulled out, then relaxed and pulled him deeply back inside.
He stared down at Hermione, loving how her tits bounced in time with his thrust. The way her face twisted in pleasure and her cries building his arousal. Harry wondered if her mind was at all aware of what was happening. What dreams was she having as her virginity was taken?
Hermione's breathing started to grow ragged and uneven, her pussy began to squeeze and shake. Her face scrunched up, and her body tightened.
For a few second, she went utterly still.
Her body exploded, bucking and shaking violently as she screamed her way through her first orgasm. Her pussy went wild around Harry's cock in a way he couldn't describe. Lost to his physical self, his abs tensed, balls tightened, and his cock throbbed as he came.
The orgasmic rapture flowed freely between the two teens, and they came together. Harry flooded Hermione's cunt with cum, while Hermione creamed around Harry's cock. Time ceased to exist as his orgasm burned through him, every nerve alight with pleasure.
Slowly, Harry recovered from his post-orgasmic daze. That has been the most intense moment of his life. Quite something when you consider what he had been through the past few years.
From his first year at Hogwarts and the Philosophers Stone to the Chamber of Secrets, rogue Dementors, and troublesome house-elves. The Tri-wizard tournament and the Order of the Phoenix, and the hunt for Horcruxes's. This topped them all.
And the crazy thing was, it wasn't even the main event.
The dare had been to fuck Hermione's virgin ass as she slept. Harry had already gone way beyond the dare's original intent. It made sense. He had an opportunity to fuck a hot and sexy girl he would never usually have a chance with, with no consequences. Why wouldn't he take full advantage?
Harry slowly pulled his cock from Hermione, who moaned softly. She thrust her hips weakly against Harry's pinning hold. Harry shuffled back, releasing her hips. Her newly deflowered pussy leaked their mingled cum. It was a wonderfully obscene sight.
Harry’s cock was still hard as iron despite having just cum. Youthful virility and the anticipation of what was next maintaining his erection. Hermione’s tits bounced as Harry pulled her further down the bed then flipped her onto her front. Folding a pillow in half, he shoved it under her hips, making her ass pop up. Perfectly posed to show off her cute bum.
Harry hadn’t anticipated being so entranced by Hermione’s nude body. Obviously, to a teenage boy, seeing any girl naked is incredible. However, Harry hadn’t expected Hermione to have such a fantastic body... (Click below to read the rest of Scene 2)
Even with the less than flattering school uniform and her fairly conservative dress sense, she clearly had a decent body. Her tits, while not huge, nicely filled out her sweaters, her waist slim, and her hips well rounded. Her ass was her best feature, but overall she was pretty hot.
The girl next door kind of hot, not drop dead gorgeous hot.
With her clothes out the way, however. Well, that was a different story. Her boobs were bigger than he thought, probably C-cups, perfectly rounded and just slightly larger than he could fully hold. Her stomach flat, her waist pinched in before flaring to her hips which flowed down to her toned and slender legs.
Of course, you couldn’t forget the delight of her freshly fucked pussy and virgin asshole just waiting to be stretched.
Harry straddled her thighs and caressed Hermione’s fantastic ass. Some guys like a big, fat, plump and soft ass that would shake and jiggle. Harry preferred more petite, compact and firm butts. Hermione ass was a perfect example. Athletic underlying muscle, a soft layer of cushioning fat and tight smooth pale skin all rounded into a hot little package. The kind of butt you could bounce a Galleon off.
Harry couldn’t resist giving her ass a few firm slaps, turning her pale skin a light rosy pink. Hermione gasped and wiggled her hips, shifting her ass side to side.
Hermione was just as stunning from behind. The pillow beneath her gave her spine a graceful curve and it pushed her hips into a wonderfully erotic pose. The outer curve of her boobs just visible and her hips creating perfect “fuck me handles”. Her lower back had two little dimples that just screamed adorable. Dimples of Venus they were called.
She was stunning. While Harry knew he was deep in the friend zone, if Ron ever fucked up, Harry would gladly be the rebound.
A contented sigh, the creak of a mattress, and the shifting of sheets caught Harry's attention. Harry looked to his right at the Patil twins and sighed in relief. Just Parvati turning over and snuggling into her sister. It occurred to Harry that he should have used the sleeping dust on the twins and Ginny too. If Harry had arrived 10 minutes earlier, he might have been caught by Parvati heading to the toilet rather than slipping in before she came back.
True, Harry had his invisibility cloak on, but Hermione’s disappearing clothes and the hand-shaped imprints on her tits might have given him away. But hindsight is twenty-twenty.
He waited just momentarily to listen to the twins breathing. Slow and even. Perfect.
Shuffling a little closer, Harry aimed his cock at Hermione's pussy, peeking out between her thighs. Thrusting, he slid his cock into her cunt until his hips hit Hermione's ass. The prone teen gasped at the sudden intrusion and then moaned.
In this position, Hermione's pussy was even tighter than before. Harry groaned and swore softly as Hermione's cunt shivered around his dick. Grinding his hips in small circles, Harry corkscrewed his cock, making sure it was well coated in their shared cum still leaking from Hermione.
The teen witch moaned softly as Harry withdrew his cock. Spreading her legs, Harry knelt behind her. Slightly adjusting his hips, he pressed the cum slicked head of his cock against Hermione ass. Seeing the fat flared head against her tiny puckered asshole, Harry found it hard to imagine his cock fitting. Hard but incredibly arousing.
Leaning forward, Harry braced himself on his arms, hands going over Hermione's, their fingers interlocking.
"I'm about to take your ass, Hermione", he whispered into her ear. He was unsure if the words would be heard.
Harry sat back up, kneeling behind Hermione's proffered ass. Her hips provided perfect handles that Harry held in a firm grip.
But in a moment of sudden clarity, Harry paused. He looked down at his sleeping friend and her submissive pose.
Doubt started to enter Harry's mind. If she has been conscious, awake, he wouldn't dare try this. With or without her wand, he wouldn't try and rape her.
It would have been easy enough with magic. He could use Petrificus Totalus to bind her entire body, or Stupefy to knock her unconscious. He could even use Obliviate to make her forget it ever happened.
There were a number of potions that could mimic the sleeping dust or make the her compliant. He could have simply used a love potion so she would willingly sleep with him.
With magic, there were a dozen ways he could have forced her against his will or even made her be willing. But to Harry, that felt wrong. It was something he could never see himself doing.
So why did it feel different now?
Was it because it was only her physical body he was using? Her mind was safe and secure in its unconscious state. She wouldn't have any knowledge of what had happened beyond the physical tells.
With how sexually responsive her body had been, Harry wondered how she would react if she were an active and willing partner. She was usually so serious and tight-laced. Would her personality limit her sexual freedom? Was this the only way her mind would allow her body to fully appreciate her sexual capacity?
The throbbing need of his cock, and Hermione's soft lustful moans let him decide. If she were conscious and aware, things would be different. However, in her current state, with only her physical body aware, she enjoyed what was happening. There was no harm, no malice or ill intent. It was purely shared physical, sexual pleasure.
With new confidence, Harry pressed the blunt head of his cock against her ass and started to push. Hermione gasped and let out a cute little squeak but made no attempt to move.
Her ass, however, resisted. The tight right of muscle fighting against the increasing pressure of his cock.
The harder Harry pushed, the more vocal Hermione became. She gasped, moaned and whimpered, her shoulders and head twisting and turning, but her ass stayed still. Her hands formed fists as she grabbed the sheets, knuckles turning white.
Harry's cock was harder now than it had ever been. However, her ass continued to resist his efforts. He started to fear his cock would bend before pushing inside Hermione.
Hermione's back tensed, her shoulders hunching. Then, she slowly relaxed, letting out a long but shallow breath. Just as she paused to take another breath, her ass relaxed and relented.
With the force Harry had been applying, he couldn't stop himself from savagely thrusting his entire length into Hermione's virgin ass. The suddenly impaled teen screamed and Harry swore and shuddered at the intense feeling.
The velvet sheath of her ass was almost painfully tight and hot. Hermione's clenching fists and cries made her ass squeeze and quiver around Harry's cock. The molten heat of her bowels flooded up Harry's cock and spread through his body.
The convolutions and tight grip of Hermione's ass was fantastic. Even tighter than her virgin pussy but no less euphoric. Harry tried to pull back but moved no more than half an inch. Hermione's ass locked down too tightly to let him move any further.
He pushed back in, his balls, already heavy with another load, pressed against her wet pussy. Pulling back again, he managed another half-inch before she squeezed down with her ass again.
Slowly, bit by bit, Harry built up the length of his strokes until he was fucking Hermione with the entire length of his cock. From being pressed firmly against her delectable derriere until the flared head of his cock locked against her tightly stretched ass.
Harry pushed fully back inside and started to slowly fuck the sleeping teen. Her ass pulled his cock deeper. The once resisting orifice was now reluctant to release him. The further he drew back, the harder it pulled him back in.
By the time Harry was properly sodomizing Hermione's ass, her whimpering cries of pain had changed to moans of pleasure. The shifting muscles in her back were highlighted by a soft sheen of sweat. The mix of blue moonlight and amber candlelight across her body incredibly erotic.
Slowly, Hermione's ass started to relax and loosen slightly. Harry was able to pick up the pace. His single driving thought to fuck harder and faster. Hermione's earlier cries now mixed with clear sounds of pleasure.
With her mind locked away and her body in charge, there was no anger: No shame, no humiliation, no feelings of being degraded or abused. There was pain, and there was pleasure. Sometimes they were even the same. Right now, Hermione's pain and pleasure bled into one another.
Harry half wished that Hermione and Ron would never work out, or at least not yet. He wanted the chance to experience this with Hermione wanting it to. Compare how her physical and mental, or emotional self reacted.
Harry was glad he had already filled Hermione's cunt. It gave him the stamina to enjoy her ass. To truly savour how it felt. Even so, Harry couldn't fight the tight squeeze of her ass for long. It felt just too good.
Harry's arms, shoulders and legs burned. His body was covered with a sheen of sweat. But he couldn't stop. He was so close. He could feel his balls starting to tighten up, the pressure at the tip of his cock nearly at its peak.
And with a roar, Harry came.
He slammed his hips down against Hermione's perfect little ass and erupted, flooding her bowels with cum. It was so intense it felt like his balls were being sucked up through his cock.
At some point, wholly lost in the pleasure of fucking her ass, his cloak had slipped off, leaving him visible. Something he should have been more concerned about...
Harry held himself deep inside Hermione's tightly clenched ass as he came. The hot flood of his cum triggering the sleeping girl's climax. The feel of her cunt quivering and shaking bled through the thin membrane separating her pussy from Harry cock.
His balls ached from the intensity of his orgasm. He gently massaged Hermione's reddened ass waiting for Hermione's anus to relent its firm grip... (Click below to read the rest of Scene 3)
Having two of the most intense orgasms of his life in less than an hour, Harry was spent. His cock started to soften, and his cock pulled from Hermione's stretched ass. He fell back to sit on his heels, his cock covered in a thick film of cum.
Hermione's freshly creampied ass gaped from Harry's almost violent sodomy. A single thick glob of cum leaked from her ass, running down her taint to her pussy. Her ass shrunk shut; her raised position trapping Harry's jizz inside her. The escaped glob of cum mingling with the mess he made of her newly deflowered pussy.
Delivering a double creampie to the drugged witch had taken it out of Harry. With a small grunt, he fell to lay beside the sleeping brunette. He rested, thinking he should probably try to make his getaway. Quitting while he was ahead.
As he rested, staring up at the bed canopy above. He heard a soft moan. A very sexual cry. One that didn't belong to Hermione. Glancing to the left, he saw the Patil twins, both still sleeping, now spooning with their backs to Harry.
It didn't take a genius to figure out the culprit. There was only one person left.
Sitting, Harry looked over at Ginny's bed. The young redheaded had one hand moving beneath her white panties, the other under her shirt. Her PJ bottoms pushed down around her thighs; there was no hiding the fact she was masturbating.
Harry watched as a barley muffled moan slipped from her lips. Ginny curled into a fetal position and shook as she came. Harry watched as the young teen shook through her orgasm. Despite his recent double orgasm leaving him limp, Harry's cock twitched at the sight.
After a few minutes, the curled up teen started to stir, her body stretching. Her eyes opened, and she locked eyes with Harry. She froze.
Ginny's face flushed hotly as blood rushed to her face. Even in the dim light, her face almost glowed red. The arousal and lust she had been feeling overwhelmed by her embarrassment.
Harry was feeling a mixture of emotions, each fighting for control. Fear, shock, embarrassment and a little arousal. The next few moments would decide which emotion would untimely win out.
Swinging his legs, Harry moved to sit on the edge of the bed, facing Ginny. The young redhead was like a deer caught in the headlights.
Ginny's eyes locked on Harry's cock, still coated in cum, fresh from Hermione's ass. Her eyes flicked up to meet Harry's intense gaze. She felt her face and chest warm as she blushed an even brighter red. The heat of her blush spread through her body and built between her thighs.
She couldn't help herself from being drawn to Harry. Ever since that first time he had arrived at the burrow, she had been in love with him.
Others might say it was just a schoolgirl crush. The legends that surrounded "the boy who lived" increased her attraction. Ginny ignored them. They didn't understand. Hermione had noticed the interest that Harry seemed to miss. She had talked to Ginny, told her that she and Harry couldn't work. Not while you know who was still alive.
Ginny had tried to forget about it. She tried to ignore the feelings she felt. She had even attempted dating other boys to find a new outlet for her romantic affections. Dean was cute and had been a nice guy. Most girls would love to have dated him. To Ginny, he was just a momentary distraction. A failed attempt to shift her feelings for Harry to another.
Harry had conflicting feelings of his own. Ginny was his best friend's kid sister. Harry had always seen her as such. Sure she was cute and, as Hermione's best friend and Ron's sister, was around a lot. Other than Hermione, she was probably his closest female friend.
However, here and now, with the partially naked girl sitting just a few feet away, Harry started to see her in a new light. She wasn't just Ron's kid sister anymore. She was a beautiful young woman. One who was clearly attracted to him. Judging by her reaction first to catching him and Hermione, and now to being caught by him, it was more than a mere crush.
It may have started like that. Natural attraction boosted by his prophesied destiny. Over the years, that attraction had grown and developed just as Ginny had grown and developed. The young girl’s crush, now a woman's sexual desire.
Deep down, she knew it was selfish of her to want Harry for herself. The entire world, both muggle and wizarding, needed him. He was the only one who could save them all. Right now, however, her rioting hormones and burning desire ignored that knowledge.
The orgasm she has stroked herself to while watching her lifetime crush and best friend fuck, had only increased her arousal.
Harry beckoned her over, relaxing and spreading his legs slightly wider. Ginny bit her bottom lip in an adorable little mannerism. Slowly she stood and approached Harry. Harry admired her as she approached.
Her bare legs, long and slender, so pale they almost glowed under the blue light of the moon. Her white panties had a noticeable damp spot left from her earlier masturbation. She still wore the camisole style blue top covered in little cartoon sheep and clouds. The matching bottoms pooling at her feet where she stepped out of them.
Harry wasn't quite sure how he had managed to miss just how hot Ginny had become. Not just her body either. As her face had matured, she has lost that childlike roundness and become quite beautiful while still maintaining an air of innocence. Her red hair with her pale skin, an almost cliched combination. Regardless, it was something Harry found attractive. He wondered if all the rumors about redheads being wild in bed were true.
Ginny whimpered, her legs shaking as Harry softly gripped her thighs. His hands slowly slid up her silky smooth skin to the hem of her panties. His hands slid higher over her hips and to her waist, her top lifting up slightly.
Harry looked up at Ginny, recognizing the mixture of arousal and nervousness in her expression. He also saw the submissiveness she was feeling. He wondered just how far her submissive nature would go.
She whimpered softly and took a half step closer when Harry released her waist and sat back.
"Strip," Harry said quietly but firmly.
The word itself wasn't important. It was the meaning behind it. That simple command made Ginny's heart pump and her pussy clench. She didn't hesitate, her hands grabbing the hem of her shirt.
Harry caught her wrists before she could raise it past her waist. Ginny's breath hitched in her chest as Harry squeezed her wrists.
"Slowly", he commanded, staring into her eyes for a few long seconds before releasing her wrists.
Slowly, Ginny started to pull her top up, revealing her pale skin inch by inch. Like Hermione, she had a natural slender build that left her stomach flat and waist slim. She paused as she reached her chest, arms crossing to lift her shirt the rest the way.
Harry cock started to lift as Ginny's top cleared her breasts. The same pale alabaster as the rest of her, her tiny pink nipples just a few shades darker. While Hermione's breasts were just slightly larger than Harry could hold, the younger girls were slightly smaller than a handful.
Her perky B-cups lifted as she pulled her shift over her head, then dropped as she discarded her top. They jiggled slightly with the movement.
Ginny shivered and moaned, her thighs pressing together as Harry reached up to cup her breasts.
" Oh Harry", Ginny gasped as his fingers lightly pinched her hard little nubs.
Harry moved his hands to Ginny's shoulders, pushing her to her knees. She moaned wantonly as she found herself just inches from Harry's semi-erect cock.
Harry didn't even need to encourage the submissive redhead. She couldn't resist the urge she felt to suck his cock. Not because she enjoyed sucking cock or adored the taste of cum. That was just a happy coincidence. She did it to please Harry. That was her primary concern.
Harry and Ginny both moaned as her soft pink lips parted over the head of his cock. Ginny's eyes rolled back as the taste of Harry's cum spilt over her tongue. The fact it was fresh from her best friends ass of no concern.
She bobbed her head, taking more of his cock in her mouth with every stroke. Even when only half erect, his cock still touched the back of her throat as his balls touch her chin. As amazing as Ginny's mouth felt around his cock, and as experienced as she was, Harry was only human. Even a wizard, even the chosen one, had limits. Despite her best efforts, Ginny couldn't quite coax his cock back to life.
Reluctantly, Harry pulled the enthusiastically sucking teen from his cock.
"I'm sorry, I can do better. I promise!" She pleaded, her eyes wide.
Harry realized she took his lack of erection as a reflection of her oral effort.
"Ginny," Harry said, cupping her cheek.
"You were amazing".
Ginny glowed at his praise. Her cunt clenched at his compliment. The lingering taste of his cum inflamed her desire more than she thought possible. She wanted more. Needed more.
Her eyes flicked to Hemione's bent over from. Or, more accurately, the double creampie that was still warm. Harry followed her eyes and realised what she wanted. Taking her hand, Harry pulled her onto the bed and led her to Hermione.
She looked to Harry as if asking for permission. He nodded. Ginny dropped to all fours and buried her tongue in her friend's pussy. Before now, she has never had any lesbian desires. Now she ate her cunt with fever.
Hermione was soon moaning and rocking her hips back against Ginny's mouth. Harry watched on with interest while slowly jerking his cock. The lithesome form of the redheaded teen eating out the brunette was as erotic as any he had ever seen.
Ginny's legs shook as she came. The taste of Harry's cum and the submissive act of going against her sexuality to please Harry making her orgasm. Hermione quickly followed, groaning through an orgasm of her own. The clenching of her cunt forcing the last of Harry's cum into Ginny's mouth.
The young sub didn't hesitate to run her tongue up to Hermione's ass seeking more cum. Harry thought her enthusiasm went beyond being a submissive. She was a real cum slut too.
It was then Harry had a real facepalm moment. Quickly reaching for his invisibility cloak he rooted through the interior pocket until he found what he was looking for—a small vile full of a white liquid with silvery streaks.
Harry popped out the cork and downed the bleach tasting concoction. It was Harry's plan B. Just in case the pressure to perform hindered his possibility to fulfill the dare—the magical equivalent to viagra but ten times as potent.
Harry's cock surged to full hardness in seconds, his balls growing heavy as they filled with cum. Hermione moaned and shuddered through another orgasm at Ginny's tongue swirling in her ass. Harry stood energy coursing through his body.
"Slut!" Harry barked.
Ginny quickly lifted her head. The tone of Harry's voice made her whimper.
"Yes...Master", she replied, kneeling and bowing her head in deference.
"Suck my cock like a good little slave", he ordered.
Ginny groaned, almost cumming at his words.
It was out of character for Harry. He was never so assertive or degrading, especially to his friends. Ginny's submissiveness was affecting him. He seemed to naturally slip into the dominant position in reaction to her submissive attitude. The potion he had taken only amplifying his desire to fuck Ginny.
Ginny quickly swallowed the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the head, catching the heavy flow of precum. Try as she could, she couldn't fit more than a few inches in her mouth. Still, she sucked, licked and stroked with everything she had, eager to please Harry.
The potion Harry drank had his mind in a daze. All the spare blood was rushing to his cock. His cock was harder than it ever been. I felt like it was about to burst out of its skin.
Driven by his overwhelming need to cum, he grabbed Ginny's head with both hands and mercilessly face fucked her. His relentless thrusting forced his cock deeper until he hit her throat. Ginny could do nothing but try and keep relaxed as Harry thrust away.
Undeterred, Harry forced himself deeper, Ginny's tight throat yielding to his unforgiving efforts. Ginny choked and gagged as Harry's cock stretched out her throat. Her neck was visibly bulging outward. Spit squirted out around Harry's ploughing cock, drenching Ginny's tits and running down her stomach.
Despite the rough treatment, Ginny was teetering on the edge of a massive climax. Having Harry use her purely for his pleasure made her feel things she has never experienced before. It was intoxicating.
The wet "schlock" sound of her throat and the slap of Harry's balls against her chin mixed with her gagging and choking sound in a debauched chorus. Harry's balls begged for release, his cock about ready to explode.
With a guttural cry, he ripped his cock from Ginny's throat, followed by a gush of saliva. Harry jerked his cock, and this pressure at the head of his cock almost painful. His balls clenched hard and sent cum blasting up his cock.
Harry shouted as rope after rope of jizz fired from his cock with force. Harry glazed Ginny's face and tits with cum. His load was twice that of his earlier two thanks to the potion he drank. Ginny cried out as the hot splash of cum against her skin made her orgasm. She shook violently as her cunt squirted, drenching her thighs.
Harry went faint as his balls went slack. Even so, his cock stayed as hard as iron, and he could already feel his balls refilling. With a gasp, he collapsed down to his knees. Ginny was greedily scooping cum from her body and licking her fingers clean.
If Harry hadn't been so entranced by the erotic sight of Ginny feeding herself his cum, he may have noticed two unexpected guests. On the far side of the room, just beyond the Patil twin’s bed, the shadows shifted. Two tall silhouettes detached themselves from the dark recesses of the room and moved into the pale light from the window.
They shared an amused glance before clearing their throats to announce themselves.
Harry was utterly captivated by the erotic tableau before him. Ginny was using one hand to feed herself the massive load Harry had coated her with. Her other hand was between her legs, rubbing her engorged clit. The submissive act of serving as Harry's cum slut had her on the edge of orgasm.
To her, Harry's cum was ambrosia. Sweet nectar. Delicious beyond compare.
"Damn Fred. Who knew our baby sis was such a naughty cum slut?"
"And so submissive too."
Harry froze as Fred and George stepped into view. Ginny squeaked in embarrassment and pulled a pillow to her chest. The flush of arousal that turned her face red turned darker.
"Oh, don't stop on our account," Fred said with a wry grin... (Click below to read the rest of the Scene 4 erotic companion story)
Ginny noticed her older brothers were both completely naked and sporting matching erections. She let out a little gasp before dropping her eyes. She hugged the pillow slightly tighter to her chest.
Harry pulled his cloak over his waist, his thighs and hips disappearing. It looked like a section of his body had been cut out and removed.
"Looks like Harry here really went above and beyond our little bet," George said.
His erect cock bobbed excitedly as he stared at Hermione's exposed pussy and ass.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure turning our baby sister into a submissive cum slut wasn't part of the bet," Fred added.
Ginny blushed an even brighter shade of red.
"It was bound to happen eventually. Harry seemed to be the only one who hasn't noticed how she feels about him," George said.
"So what? Did you come to make sure I did it? The deal bond would have broken, and you would have known without being here", Harry said.
He was more than a little put out that the twins had interrupted. Even after painting Ginny with his cum, the potion he took had him painfully hard. His balls had already refilled with cum and felt heavy and bloated. He had counted on spending the next couple of hours pushing himself to the limit inside Ginny's sweet, young virgin body.
"Well, here's the thing. We've been trying to think of a way to get up here for ages. So, we decided to let you try it and take the risk. Goading you into a bet was easy," Fred said.
Harry stared at the twins with a mix of anger and shock. This whole thing had just been to find a way into the girls' dorms. A test or trial run?
"We even had a little bet of our own. I said you would screw it up. Hermione would wake up and hit you with a dick rot spell or something." George said.
"I never doubted you," Fred added.
"You are the chosen one after all." He said almost mockingly.
" Well, I did it. You win," Harry said to Fred
"Now, if you don't mind," he said, gesturing for them to leave.
"Well, that's the thing. Since I won, I'm here to collect." Fred said, taking a step closer.
"And it's a good thing we arrived when we did. Because my prize for winning is Ginny's sweet virgin cherry".
Ginny gasped, her mouth dropping in shock.
"Like fucking hell it is", Harry protested, "You can't take your own sister's virginity. What makes you think she would let you. I sure as hell won't.”
"You don't have a choice. We made a wizard bet, and all bets must be collected. Besides, it wouldn't be good for your reputation if news of your little adventure got out." Fred said.
"Expelled for sure. Maybe even some prison time. Your reputation wouldn't save you. If anything, it would make it public." George added.
They didn't say it in a threatening manner. They spoke with an almost casual conversational tone. It was very at odds with the threat. The twins were mischievous more than malicious, but if push came to shove, they held all the cards.
"That's insane! You can't…" Harry began, his anger rising.
He could feel his wand pressed against his leg. He was tempted to stun the twins and deal with the consequences later. However, he wasn't sure he could stun them both in time. Then there was still the bond of the bet and their suggestion of exposing him.
"Harry," Ginny said softly, "It's okay," she said with a little smile.
"Ginny, you don't…." Harry said.
"I do", she cut him off.
"It's okay. I don't mind doing it for you. For us," she finished, that devoted look in her eye.
This was just another opportunity to fill her submissive desire to serve Harry. By letting Fred take her virginity, she was protecting Harry. That's was worth letting her brother fuck her.
To Ginny the basic idea of incest didn't concern her. It could have been her submissive nature or maybe just how her moral compass worked. Her biggest problem was that she had hoped to give Harry her virginity. At least she could still offer him her ass.
"Make some room", Fred ordered climbing onto the bed.
Begrudgingly, Harry pulled the pillow from beneath Hermione's hips and rolled her onto her side. He shifted her over closer to the top of the bed, her bare breasts shaking. Harry himself then stood by the foot of the bed. The bed was only a small twin, not suited to more than two people, three at a push.
Fred laid back with his cock sticking straight up. Harry felt a little smug pride that he was more endowed than the twins. Dropping the pillow, Ginny took a steadying breath then moved to her brother.
Ginny was clearly nervous as she straddled Fred cowgirl style. Sat on his thighs, her brother's cock pressed against her stomach. The head of his throbbing cock reached up to her belly button. She gently wrapped her hand around his shaft. A small moan slipped from her lips of its own volition.
Fred held her hips gently, pulling her forward rubbing Ginny's clit against his cock. She moaned again, her hips moving with her brothers gently guiding hands.
George, not to be left out, stepped up behind his little sister. His hands slipped around her, his hands covering her tits. His cock head poked the perfectly rounded right cheek of her ass.
Unlike Harry, Fred and George had been watching Ginny bloom into a young woman with interest. She had certainly grown into a truly beautiful young woman.
Despite her nerves, Ginny's nipples stiffened at George's touch. Moisture started to bead on her pussy lips kissing Fred's cock. Like Hermione, she couldn't resist her body's natural response.
His eagerness taking over, Fred lifted his slim little sister over his throbbing shaft. Ginny obediently moved his cock to press against her virgin pussy. She looked at Harry, trying to reassure him that she was okay, happy even, to do this for him.
She kept that stare going as Fred pulled her downward. She tensed slightly as Fred pushed past her hymen, tearing through the thin membrane without ceremony… it didn't hurt as much as she feared. Just a brief flash of pain that was already fading.
There was a small gasp and moan she suddenly realised as her own. She couldn't avoid the fact she was curiously enjoying the feel off being penetrated for the first time. The quivering and clenching walls of her pussy making Fred groan loudly
'Fuck little sis, that's one tight little cunt you've got".
With a sharp tug, he pulled his sister the last few inches down his cock. Her peachy little ass pressed against his thighs. Ginny's pussy squirmed as her stomach fluttered as she tried to get used to having her teen pussy filled. She felt strangely detached from the sensations. Her brain was recognising this as a task she has to do rather than something to enjoy.
The thought she was doing this to help Harry was more pleasurable than the cock inside her. Her body, however, didn't seem to agree. Her pussy was stroking Fred's deeply embedded cock.
Before Fred could respond, George pushed her forwards, her tits pressing into Fred's chest. Moving up behind her, George pressed the head of his cock against her tiny pink rosebud.
"George, no!" She protested weakly.
It fell on deaf ears.
George had coated his cock in lube while Fred had been pushing into Ginny's pussy. For that, she should be grateful. With a hard push, he painfully stretched her asshole wide enough to let him inside.
Ginny screamed, her pussy locking down on Fred's cock as her asshole tensed. George was unrelenting and kept pressing forward until his hips slapped her ass.
Ginny struggled and squirmed between them. Her struggles only served to excite her brothers further. One hand under her left arm and gripping her breast the other on her right shoulder, George pulled his sister upright, her back to his chest.
Through some silent type of twin telepathy, the Twin's started to fuck their little sister. Ginny was whimpering and sobbing. She hardly felt Fred's cock filling her pussy, the violent thirsting of George overwhelming everything else.
Despite the pain, her body responded of its own accord. Her breasts were throbbing, and her nipples were tingling. Her clit sparking with each of Fred's thrusts, making her pussy clench and shiver. Even the painfully deep sodomy of her ass made her stomach flutter in an odd but strangely pleasant way.
Though it all she kept her eyes on Harry, she kept repeating to herself that this was for him. A mantra to help her through this.
Harry's fists clenched painfully as he was unable to prevent the twin's from fucking Ginny. The hypocrisy that he was so angry at them for forcing Ginny into this, despite raping Hermione himself, was lost to him.
Despite his anger, his painfully stiff cock and bloated balls begged for release. Seeing Ginny, angering him as it was, was also arousing. If Hermione had been conscious enough, Harry would have pulled her head into his lap by now.
It would have been a soothing balm to his burning anger and arousal to feel her throat tighten around his cock. Harry noticed a change in the timber of Ginny's moans. He started to think she might be enjoying the forced double penetration.
Ginny couldn't help herself. Somehow the pain of her first anal experience had slowly bled through into pleasure. The feeling of being so totally stuffed and stretched was terrific. She could feel a huge orgasm start to build inside. For the first time, she wasn't solely focused on Harry.
Harry, on the other hand, had a realization. True, he was angry with the Twins. They had planned this in advance using him as a test dummy, coerced Ginny into sex, and take both her virginities. Harry had very much been looking forward to feeling her tight virgin cunt clinging to his cock as he stretched her out.
However, looking at Ginny, seeing the mix of lust and submissive adoration, Harry thought to himself:
"Well, I might as well make the best of it".
Hermione might not have the consciousness to suck Harry's magically reinvigorated cock. But Ginny was certainly eager for it. It wasn't exactly an "if you can't beat them, join them situation" as Harry intended revenge. For the moment, however, he was prepared to put that idea on the back burner.
Ginny was now on all fours over Fred, who was thrusting up into her. George was drilling into her ass while slapping her cheeks which glowed a cherry red. The way they moved together suggested this wasn't the first time they had tried this.
Rising to his knees, Harry pressed his cock to Ginny's lips. She let out a deep wanton moan as she eagerly took him into her mouth.
Harry groaned loudly as the wet warmth of her mouth surrounded his raging erection. Her agile tongue stroked his shaft and curled around the tip, copious amounts of pre-cum leaking into her mouth.
Ginny whimpered in delight, her eyes going glassy as that treat filled her mouth. A teaser to the main event. For a few minutes, Harry let Ginny be in control. The devoted way she made love to his cock and her enthusiasm making up for any inexperience.
But as before, his cock demanded more. Needed more. It cried out to feel the snug embrace of her throat. There was more to it this time. Focusing on Harry and willingly letting him abuse her throat would reinforce the fact Ginny was his. Just because her brother stole her innocence didn't change the fact it was Harry she chose to serve.
She was still his good little submissive. His redheaded teen cum slut.
Seizing fistfuls of her long silky hair, he pulled her down his cock. Unlike the slow bleed from pain to pleasure George had caused, the pain inflicted by Harry instantly built her arousal, making her clit throb, her pussy clench.
In this position, Harry could line up perfectly with her throat. With just three thrusts, he pushed past the gasping entrance to her throat until his balls tapped her chin. Ginny's sporadic gagging and choking felt fantastic around his cock.
He quickly built a rhythm. He would sink into her throat and fuck the tight wet sleeve, never entirely leaving her throat. Just as Ginny would start to struggle for breath, he would pull back and let her worship his cock using her tongue and lips as she caught her breath.
All the while, Fred's cock still distended her clinging pussy with every stroke. George's pounding thrust churning up her bowels. All three raced towards their respective peaks.
"Fucking hell, little sis", Fred shouted.
His fingers dug into the abused and reddened cheeks on her ass, pinning her hips against his as he erupted. Ginny shook her throat, ass and cunt, shivering as Fred filled her with his incestuous load.
George was next, bruising her ass even further as he hosed down her insides, echoing his twin's sentiments. Again, Ginny trembled. Her barely restrained orgasm teetering on a knife's edge.
Harry couldn't resist anymore. His overfilled balls slapped loudly against Ginny's chin as he buried his cock down her throat. Cum left his cock with such pressure it hurt. Whatever that potion was was potent stuff.
Four, five, then six thick streamers shot straight down her throat. Harry pulled back and started to flood her mouth with cum, letting her taste it. As soon as that strong taste hit her, she came.
Her legs kicked and trembled, had hips rocking between her brothers. Her chest heaved, her tits bouncing. She scrunched car eyes shut and struggled to swallow the cum filling her mouth.
Harry fell backwards, his abs actually hurt from tensing so hard when he came. Ginny had collapsed forward into Fred's chest. George slowly pulled his cock from Ginny's abused ass, making her whimper. With a gingerness, she lifted herself off Fred and crawled to Harry.
She leaned against him resting her head on his chest. This was where she belonged.
Hogwarts Library, the Forbidden Section.
Hermione gasped and moaned as another orgasm tore through her. She barely managed to hold back a scream as her legs trembled and chest heaved. She shook as her pussy clenched and spurted, her orgasmic juices running down her thighs. One hand strummed her sensitive clit while the other pulled and pinched her firm little nipples.
Her jeans and panties pushed down around to just below her knees, her tee, sweater and bra pushed up over her breasts. All the tension left her body, and she slumped to the floor, exhausted. The heavily stacked bookcases towered over her, the long isles disappearing into the distance.
The sweaty and red-faced teen pushed herself upright against a bookcase. Her wand was casting a cool halo of light around her. She has been studying when four sudden and unexpected consecutive orgasms sent her into a sexual delirium.
Phantom sensations and pleasure that came from nowhere. She was helpless to resist as the sexual feeling spread through her entire body. It wasn't long before she was rubbing her clit and squeezing her tits, chasing relief and sweet release.
As clarity returned to her thoughts, she realized what had happened. Sympathetic temporal transference. It was always a possibility with time travel: Shared emotions and even physical sensations between two versions of herself... (Click below to read the rest of the Scene 5 erotic companion story)
Hogwarts Library, the Forbidden Section.
Hermione gasped and moaned as another orgasm tore through her. She barely managed to hold back a scream as her legs trembled and chest heaved. She shook as her pussy clenched and spurted, her orgasmic juices running down her thighs. One hand strummed her sensitive clit while the other pulled and pitched her firm little nipples.
Her jeans and panties pushed down around to just below her knees, her tee, sweater and bra pushed up over her breasts. All the tension left her body, and she slumped to the floor, exhausted. The heavily stacked bookcases towered over her, the long isles disappearing into the distance.
The sweaty and red-faced teen pushed herself upright against a bookcase. Her wand was casting a cool halo of light around her. She has been studying when four sudden and unexpected consecutive orgasms sent her into a sexual delirium.
Phantom sensations and pleasure that came from nowhere. She was helpless to resist as the sexual feeling spread through her entire body. It wasn't long before she was rubbing her clit and squeezing her tits, chasing relief and sweet release.
As clarity returned to her thoughts, she realized what had happened. Sympathetic temporal transference. It was always a possibility with time travel: Shared emotions and even physical sensations between two versions of herself.
Minor, inconsequential transference was fairly common. Little flashes are usually caused by unexpected or intense emotions. Something on this level was unheard of. Something huge must have happened to the other version of herself. The alternate timeline should have seen her asleep in her dorm. Not cumming uncontrollably.
Clearly she needed to investigate. For the moment, she was back in control of her body. With a few deft waves of her wand, she cleaned herself up. After pulling up her jeans and pulling her bra and tee down, only her slightly flushed face and messier than normal hair alluded to her sexual experience.
Dimming her wand, she slowly made her way out of the library and back toward her dorm. She wished she could have borrowed Harry's invisibly cloak and marauders map to avoid being caught out of bed. Being out of bed was one thing; using a time tuner for something other than its authorized use was another.
It was intended to allow her to attend all her classes that overlapped. But, Hermione had been studying all night while her other self slept. Her intentions might have been good, but time turner use was closely regulated, and improper use was harshly punished.
She couldn't risk anyone else knowing. She trusted Harry. He was one of her closest friends. Defeating Voldemort and saving the world together had built a strong friendship. That being said, even "the chosen one" wasn't infallible. All it took was a slip of the tongue, and she could find herself in seriously hot water.
Luck was on her side, and she made it back to the Gryffindor common room without issue. Thankfully, the common room was empty. Still, she was slightly wary as she climbed the stairs to the girls' dorms. She needed answers but was worried about what she might find.
The door of the room she shared with Ginny and the Patil twins was slightly ajar. No sounds came from within. Slowly she slipped inside and froze.
The Weasley twins knelt on her bed completely naked. What was even more shocking was her own naked form being manhandled into place. She watched in shock, and emotions raged as she was pulled and pushed into a face down, ass up doggy type position.
Why she was unconscious, she didn't know. Nor how and why the Weasley twins were here was a mystery too. Well, she was fairly sure of the why. With them being naked and her earlier sudden orgasms painted a fairly clear picture. By why had they chosen to risk being caught raping her drugged up other self?
She saw the twins talking but heard no sound. A Quietus spell? While the twins remained silent, a soft moan caught her attention. A small gasp slipped from her lips but went unheard.
On Ginny's bed, her younger redhead friend was having sex with Harry. Her slender body was straddling Harry bouncing in his lap. Hermione's eyes went wide as she saw the size of Harry cock where it entered Ginny. The youngest Weasley's tight pussy lips clung to Harry's thick shaft as she rode him. 7 or 8 inches of pale shaft filling Ginny's cunt.
Why was Harry here? Was tonight being the night he and Ginny finally got together a coincidence? It seemed unlikely that the Weasley twins and Harry sneaking into her dorm on the same night was pure happenstance.
Ginny moaned again, dropped entirely onto Harry's cock, then gasped and whimpered as she came. Her small breasts shook on her chest, and her legs shook. Harry grunted, and his fingers dug into Ginny's ass. His hips bucked as he came.
Despite her shock, Hermione felt heat bloom inside her as she watched Harry and Ginny climax together.
Turning back to her own bed, she shrieked as she found herself face to face with the Weasley twins. She hadn't been as quiet as she thought.
"Well, Fred, what do we have here?"
"Looks like someone has some explaining to do?" George said, leaning closer.
" Well?" Hermione demanded, struggling not to pull out her wand.
"Oh, it's not us who need to explain ourselves," Fred said glancing back at the sleeping Hermione then back at her
"That's a fascinating necklace," George said, lifting the time turner from where it rested over her breasts.
"Well, well, well...little Miss Perfect misusing a time turner. That's asking for trouble". He finished.
" Hey, George. Do you remember Casey Jillian? From our first year?"
"Oh yeah, she was a senior, right? Was given a time turner to attend her Quidditch training and attend her extra classes.”
" That's right," Fred said.
"What happened to her again?" He asked.
"She got caught using it to ace all her tests. She would take a test, memorize the questions she didn't know. She would then study and retake the test using the time turner. The only problem was, she got caught," George said.
"Oh, that right, I remember now. She had all her O.W.L.S marked down to 0% and got expelled. I heard the Ministry even locked her magic for ten years." Fred said.
Hermione felt her anger shift to fear and worry. If the Twins decided to turn her in, her life would be over.
"What do you want," she asked in a quiet voice.
The twins shared a look, their twin telepathy in full effect.
Taking her shoulders, Fred pushed her to the end of her bed.
"Strip", George demanded.
"What? No, I…" she started to protest.
"I heard Casey went crazy without her magic. She even tried to break into the Ministry and steal it back. She got sentenced to serve the rest of her ten magic-less years in Azkaban." George said.
Hermione swallowed her pride. They have already seen her naked, after all. The other version of herself was naked just a few feet away. Taking a breath to steady herself, she pulled her jumper and tee off over her head.
Her fingers trembled as she struggled with the button on her jeans. Fred and Geroge both had lecherous grins as Hermione pushed her jeans down her slender legs. Fucking the unconscious teen was one thing; there was a certain thrill to it. Making a fully conscious girl submit and actively participate, however, had its own set of charms.
Hermione steadied herself again as she reached back to unclasp her bra. She held the cups to her breasts reluctant to let go. She kept trying to tell herself it was no big deal. She had already been seen naked by the twins. By her best guess, she has even been fucked by them both, so stripping should be no big deal.
Still, that was another version of herself. She had worked so hard to excel at Hogwarts. It was why she broke the rules to begin with. She could study and sleep at the same time. She couldn't jeopardize all the hard work she had put in.
Slowly she released her hands and slipped her bra down her arms, baring her breasts. She tried to ignore the stares of the twins but couldn't deny she felt an odd thrill as she stripped. She was still angry, scared and nervous, but arousal slowly grew inside her.
The prone form of the sleeping Hermione moaned softly and rolled over. She was starting to wake up. Harry had drugged her but hadn't planned on everything that had happened.
He hasn't planned for Ginny and he certainly hadn't planned on her brothers turning up. What should have been just an hour-long endeavor had gone on far longer than he intended. Even though he dosed Hermione with more than she needed, it was wearing off.
Hermione's breast shook as she bent to push her panties down, leaving her completely naked. Fred reached out and stroked her tits, filling his hand with the soft client flesh. Hermione shivered even as her nipples tightened into small hard knots.
George reached between her legs, running his fingers through her pussy.
"Damn. Slut's wet down here. I think she's enjoying herself." He said, lifting two damp fingers.
There was one thing the drugged witch couldn't do. While her pussy and ass had been free to use, her mouth had been left unspoilt. Both tall teens stood much higher than Hermione. Pushing her to her knees left her level with their throbbing erections. Both slick with a mix of jizz and pussy juices.
Hermione might not be very sexually experienced, but she knew what the twins wanted her to do. She knew she had to wrap her lips around the cocks before her and suck, lick and swallow.
She wasn't entirely against the idea. In fact, she had occasionally masturbated to the fantasy of performing oral. However, it wasn't the twins she fantasied about. Her thoughts strayed more often to their younger Brother Ron, and even occasionally to Harry.
Trying to focus and ignore the heat between her thighs, she reached for the twins.
This is just another test. Just something I need to do. It doesn't mean anything other than that. It's just another chance to excel.
That's what she told herself. She tried to justify what she was about to do.
Her pussy clenched as her hands closed around their throbbing cocks. The hot flesh was filling her hands. The twins moaned, thrusting their hips slightly.
Hermione started to stroke their cocks, working for her hands along their shafts. She realized that the juices that let her hands slide so smoothly was probably her own. Or at least the other version of herself.
Fred placed his hand on her head and pulled her towards his cock. As lovely as her hand felt, no one could jerk himself off better than he could. Hermione's mouth was the goal.
The spongy head of his cock pressed against her cupid's bow lips. Her tongue darted out, taking a quick lick over his helmet. It tastes good. Hermione was surprised at the sweet taste that lingers on her tongue. Was it his jizz or her juices she enjoyed or a mix of both?
The swollen head pressed against her lips again, and this time she opened her mouth to let him in. Her lips stretched wide to accommodate Fred's dick. More of that flavour spilt over her tongue. His cock pushed deeper until her lips pressed against her fist halfway down his cock.
For a moment, she held him there. Let herself adjust to having her mouth full of cock for the first time. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation. Fred drew back until her lips just kissed the tip, then pushed back in. With slow, steady strokes, he started to fuck her mouth.
To start, Hermione just let him use her mouth. Like before, it wasn't unpleasant. A little uncomfortable at first, but she quickly got used to it. George gripped her wrist and started to jerk his cock. Hermione hadn't realized she had stopped and started up again.
With a nervous tentativeness, Hermione started to suck Fred's cock as it pushed into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing slightly. Fred groaned, and Hermione sucked slightly harder. She felt an odd sense of achievement as Fred moaned loudly again. Even more unexpected was the way her pussy clenched in response.
With a mix of curiosity and slight arousal, Hermione started to use her tongue to explore the cock in her mouth, working to discover what made Fred moan loudest. The area around the flared base of the tip was the most sensitive, and he moaned loudest when she sucked in just the head and used her tongue to stroke the flared ridge.
He also likes it when she played with his balls but has to be gentle. She was starting to feel like she was getting the hang of it. She was bobbing her head, using her tongue and her hand together. She began to enjoy it. She felt satisfied that she was doing well—the nerdy perfectionist in her proud.
It felt like a long time but it was only about 5 minutes before she was pulled away from Fred and presented with George's cock. There was no hesitation this time, and Hermione took his cock without pause.
She found it interesting that although identical, they reacted differently, and Hermione has to start again to discover what George liked. He preferred rougher treatment of his balls growing loudly and calling her a good little slut when she sucked hard and stitched out his sack. He also likes more suction but was less responsive when she focused on the head.
She was getting into it again, her pussy truly soaked by now, when she felt someone bump her shoulder. Glancing sideways but not taking George's cock from his mouth, she was shocked to find herself looking at herself.
Kneeling beside her was the previously unconscious copy of herself. She watched as she obediently opened her mouth and took a thick cock. Glancing up, she saw Harry looking right at her.
Glancing at herself again, she went wide-eyed as she swallowed the entire length of Harry cock till his balls touched her chin. Hermione couldn't believe it. Harry was longer and thicker than the twins and she, or at least other her, had just taken it down her throat like it was nothing.
Her attention was redirected as Fred pulled her back onto his cock, and she automatically readjusts to what she discovered he likes. Fred, however, had different ideas. After seeing Harry so quickly deepthroat his teen, he wanted the same.
Harry was slightly surprised himself. After fucking Ginny twice, she has passed out. Losing her virginity by being made airtight and then letting Harry take both her ass and pussy, she was exhausted. Harry tucked her in and then noticed there was a second Hermione.
Glancing from the kneeling dirty blond to the sleeping version, he saw she wasn't asleep anymore. She still looked very dazed but was watching the twins and Hermione with a type of indifference.
Harry was still rock hard, and his balls were refilling again, although not entirely as quickly as before. Whatever he drank was potent stuff, but the effects were slowly starting to fade.
Hermione didn't resist as he led her to kneel beside her more aware self. She looked up at Harry with a slightly glassy look to her eyes. The sleeping dust has worn off enough to wake her but has left her complainant and easily suggestible. Judging by how easily Harry cock slid down her throat, he guessed there was some muscle relaxant quality as well.
Holding Hermione's head still, Fred started to push and thrust his cock deeper. Despite her counterparts ease, Hermione gagged and choked as Fred repeatedly battered the back of her throat. Thick strings of spit escaped her mouth to spatter her tits. Tears marked her face. No matter how hard Fred abused her mouth, her throat refused him access.
Meanwhile, Harry smoothly slid his cock, from tip to balls into Hermione's mouth and down her throat. The hot and wet heat of her throat was such a wonderful delight. With each deep thrust, his heavy cum filled balls slapped wetly against her chin.
In a moment of brief respite, as she was passed from one twin to the other, Hermione caught sight of her own twin. Harry's cock slid so easily down her throat. She could even see her throat bulge and swell as it stretched around his cock. Her body could take it, so why was she having so much trouble?
George stepped closer to Hermione and pushed her head back, tilting her face upwards. Hermione willingly opened her mouth while George slowly pushed his cock to the back of her throat. Like before, she coughed and gagged as his cock hit the back of her throat.
Unlike Fred, he didn't pull back and try to thrust down her throat. Instead, he kept up a consistent pressure. Hermione gagged and choked, then suddenly, her throat loosened briefly, and Georges cock slipped down her throat.
Hermione panicked and pulled back, breathing heavily and coughing. George pulled her back and pushed his cock back into her mouth. This time his cock slid down her throat easier, and Hermione managed to hold him for a few seconds before she pulled back.
Steadily George kept pushing down Hermione's throat until she took it just as smoothly as her less involved double. Fred pulled the now deepthroating teen back to his cock and started to force his cock down her throat just as his brother had.
Hermione started to enjoy herself. At first, it was uncomfortable as she panicked as her airway was cut off. Slowly she grew used to the sensation, learnt not to panic, and took breaths between thrusts.
The perfectionist and overachiever in her felt proud as she managed to take the twins down her throat. Her arousal has constantly been increasing, and her pussy clenched every time their balls pressed against their chin. Her breasts bounced as she moved her head, deepthroating without the twins' encouragement. The spit from the rough early attempts to fill her throat made her tits glisten in the light.
Harry felt his balls start to tighten, the pressure growing at the tip of his cock. The tight clenching of Hermione's throat and soft strokes of her tongue felt amazing. The submissive glassy-eyed look and pose was a real turn on for Harry. She was basically just a sleeve for Harry to fuck. A hot, wet, and tight place for him to stick his cock.
The Hermione being used by the twins a more active participant. She moved her head taking their cocks down her throat. Used her hands to hold fondle their balls and stroke whichever wasn't in her mouth.
The pressure at the tip of his cock grew, and feeling his climax peak, Harry thrust his hips forward and used the teen's hair to pin her in place. The still slightly drugged up teen didn't resist as Harry's cock swelled then erupted. Two thick heavy streams of cum poured straight down her throat to her stomach.
Pulling back until just the head of his cock pinned her tongue, he filled her mouth. Cum leaked from around his cock while Hermione stroked his cock, encouraging every last drop of cum from his aching balls. Cum coated her hand, letting it glide smoothly along his length as the last drops of cum added to the load in her mouth.
Beside him, the twins were switching quickly, deepthroating Hermione each for just a few thrusts before switching. With less time in between, the twin's orgasms quickly built until they both peaked.
Unlike Harry, they both pulled their cocks from Hermione's throat and jerked their cocks aiming at Hermione's flushed and tear-stained face. Hermione felt a thrill rushing through her as she realized what was about to happen.
Just as the first streak of hot jizz splashed across her face, she moaned as she came. Cum hit her from both sides, coating her face sealing one eye shut. Gasping through her orgasm left her mouth open, cum landing in her mouth and pooling on her tongue.
Hermione was confused. She still felt some anger and the twins taking advantage of her both before she arrived and then for blackmailing her. But she also felt massively aroused and, although she didn't understand why she enjoyed it.
The sensation of hot jizz hitting her face and the taste as it landed in her mouth was incredible. She had one of the most intense orgasms of her life while being blackmailed into being an obedient little cum slut. She couldn't connect her emotions with her physical reaction.
Her musing was interrupted when a soft hand cupped her neck and turned her face. She found herself inches away from her other self, cum adorned her lips. Hermione wondered how she must look wearing the twins cum on her face.
Her other self leaned in and kissed Hermione. Her lips are soft and warm, the cum on her lips smearing over hers like some debauched lip gloss. Hermione was again surprised at how the kiss made her feel. She had never had any bi-curious feelings before, but a wicked thrill ran through her as she kissed her twin self.
Hermione was even more shocked when the other girl pushed her tongue past her lips, and cum flooded her mouth. The still slightly drugged teen pushing Harry's load into her mouth. Hermione let the taste suffuse her mouth, then swallowed, letting some of the thick, still hot load slide down her throat.
Her other self pulled her closer, their bodies touching at every available point. Her tongue slipped into Hermiones again, the confused but aroused teen passing the remaining cum back.
The three boys watched the identical girls passing the cum back and forth until none remained. Their kiss turned more passionate as they stroked and caressed each other. The twins cum being spread over both their faces as they kissed.
Harry, Fred and George kept their eyes locked on the amazing display of sapphic pleasure taking place. Their minds, each filled with the fantastic possibilities now open to them with not one but two lustful Hermiones.
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