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March 2025's Patron-Voted Story - Hannah/Harry/Ginny - Letting Loose
🕑 Added 2025-03-31 20:32:13 +0000 UTCAN: Sorry about the delay on this chapter! I didn't realise that it hadn't upload until someone messaged me about it. I accidentally scheduled it to upload at the end of next month instead of today.
All characters are over the age of eighteen at the time of this story.
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The sound of a crackling fire was all that was made within the bedroom Hannah Abbott found herself sitting inside. The curtains were drawn due to the late hour, and several candles hung above, helping to illuminate the room.
“I really tried to get her to like me. I just don’t understand where I went wrong.”
Hannah cringed as Neville’s voice floated in from the next room. She hated hearing the pain in his voice. He was a sweet man and kind to her, but she wasn’t in a place in her life where she could give him what he wanted.
“I’m sorry, Nev,” Harry distantly said. “I know how much you were hoping things would work out with Hannah.”
“She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” Neville said, his words slurring slightly. “Just being able to see her every week made the hard days bearable. That smile of hers lifts my spirits like nothing else.”
“He sounds absolutely smitten,” Ginny Weasley said with some sympathy as she placed a hand on Hannah’s knee.
“He’s been coming to the Leaky Cauldron just to see me,” Hannah sighed quietly. “At first, just after we graduated from Hogwarts, he’d show up every Friday night with his mates from work. After a year of that, I guess he finally really started to notice me. He started coming in more frequently then, even just to talk to me for a few minutes before he headed on into Diagon Alley.”
“Did he never try and ask you out?” Ginny asked.
Hannah shook her head. “I honestly thought that he was just my friend. He never made a single pass at me until earlier today.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t take him up on his offer, not that I’m judging,” Ginny added quickly at the end. “I thought that Neville would be your type.”
“I suppose he is,” Hannah hummed. It was true that Neville had that rugged, masculine appeal that she liked. He was tall and quite handsome, gentle and caring, and his passion for Herbology made Hannah’s heart race in excitement and adoration.
“So why didn’t you say yes?” Ginny asked.
“Because of you and Harry,” Hannah admitted before she could stop herself. “I… Neville’s a great guy, and I’m sure that he’ll make someone very happy someday by being their partner, but I’m not in the right place to be that person today. I like how things are now.”
Ginny smiled at her. It always astounded Hannah as to how understanding and compassionate Ginny was over everything.
“I’m glad that we’ve kept you so happy, pet.”
That was Hannah’s name in private with them. A symbol of her agreement with Harry and Ginny, of their unique relationship. Just hearing it come out of Ginny’s mouth made Hannah’s toes curl in excitement.
It was only a few minutes later that the whooshing sound of the floo signalled Neville’s departure.
“He’s gone,” Harry said with a long exhale as he stepped back into the room. His sleeves were rolled up and he had a half-drunk pint in his hand. “He’ll be in hell come the morning, but the Hangover Potion should help, if he can keep it down that is.”
“I’m sorry about this,” Hannah said to both Harry and Ginny.
“It’s not your fault,” Harry replied. “These things happen.”
“Yeah, you don’t have to apologise to us or anyone else,” Ginny added. “You’re allowed to turn someone down if you aren’t interested in them.”
“Still, I never thought that he’d come to you over this,” Hannah added with a regretful smile. “I hope it wasn’t too awkward.”
“Neville doesn’t know about us,” Harry assured her. “And I can still be there for a friend even with the situation being what it is. Me helping him through this doesn’t change the way I feel about you.”
“The way we feel about you,” Ginny corrected.
“I’m grateful for that,” Hannah smiled. “I can’t believe a joke turned into this.”
“I can,” Harry replied with a chuckle. “Once Ginny sets her mind to something, she can be relentless. There was no way she was ever going to let you go after she got a look at your gorgeous body when you fell into the pool and came out with your dress clinging to your every curve.”
Ginny shifted onto the bed behind Hannah and placed her hands on her hips. A rush of heat rose through Hannah’s body as Ginny’s hands slowly snaked up the side of her frame until they finally grasped her breasts fully. As with every day she came round to see Harry and Ginny, after she’d finished off her shift at the Three Broomsticks, she showered and got dressed in little more than a thin set of robes. She’d learnt long ago that any underwear she brought with her was likely to get torn off of her body.
“You were so beautiful that day,” Ginny whispered into Hannah’s ear. “So perfect that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you.”
Hannah let out a soft moan as Ginny kissed her neck. Between Ginny’s groping hands and her warm breath on her neck, Hannah was starting to squirm on the edge of the bed. And what was even better was the fact that Harry was just watching the two of them with a grin on his lips, enjoying seeing Hannah start to loosen up.
“When Ginny came to tell me that we should invite you back to our flat, I thought she was just joking,” Harry told Hannah. “But then she strutted right up to you and propositioned you in front of everyone.”
“I remember,” Hannah smiled. “Everyone just laughed, and I did too until I saw the hungry look in Ginny’s eyes.”
“And then you came home with us,” Ginny whispered.
“And the rest is history,” Harry finished for them.
“I’ve never regretted it even once,” Hannah said, eyeing Harry up and down. Ginny’s ministrations were getting her going, and her thighs were starting to rub together now as she sought some relief from the heat within her core.
“And are you ready to take care of us once again, pet?” Harry asked her.
In her opinion, it felt more like they were taking care of her. After all, she was practically always the star of the show whenever the three of them got together. Ginny and Harry seemed to love nothing more than watching her come completely undone in front of them, giving her so much pleasure that it seemed impossible to handle it all. Hannah had nearly passed out from orgasms she’d received at the hand of this perfect couple.
“Always, sir,” Hannah answered immediately.
Before the words were even out of her mouth, her robes vanished off of her body completely. All it had taken was a single twitch of Harry’s index finger, a sign of his incredibly powerful magic, which had only grown as he entered into his early twenties.
The feeling of Ginny’s hands finally against her bare breasts was wonderful. Hannah knew that she was gifted with a nice pair. They weren’t as large as her best friend Susan Bones’ were, but they were still well above average. Ginny’s fingers dug into her flesh, making her skin push out in between them. She was moving her hands in a circular motion, making Hannah’s nipples graze against the palms of her hands.
Another twitch of Harry’s finger divested Ginny of all of her clothes, and, finally, one final movement laid him bare before her too.
Like most witches, Hannah had fantasised about the Saviour of the Wizarding World on more than one occasion. She’d dreamt of him saving her from a Death Eater attack and bringing him back home where she could nurse his minor wounds. One thing would lead to another and he’d end up on top of her in bed. In those dreams, his body was perfect beyond belief, but reality made it clear that her imagination was sorely lacking.
Harry’s physique was a marvel to behold. He looked like a statue of a great warrior brought to life. His thighs were thick and strong, his abs rippled beneath his skin, and his chest was topped with dark hair that Hannah wanted to run her fingers through. But it was that monster of a cock between his thighs that really made her light up.
Hannah shifted onto her hands and knees on the edge of the bed and leaned forward towards Harry, hoping to entice him to come closer so that she could give his cock all the love and attention it deserved. Instead, he simply smirked as Ginny reminded Hannah that she was still there too.
The jolt of feeling Ginny’s tongue licking at her slit surprised Hannah, but it really shouldn’t have. Ginny always was the most eager out of all three of them. She loved making Hannah squirm while Harry stared down at her. His intense gaze had made her embarrassed at first—it still did, sometimes—but it also turned her on so much to be watched by such a handsome man.
“That’s it,” Harry encouraged Ginny with a husky tone. “Get her nice and ready for us.”
“I could get you ready too, sir,” Hannah suggested eagerly.
Harry’s cock bobbed at her words, but he simply shook his head at her. “Mind your place, pet. We decide what happens and when.”
That was their arrangement, but Hannah liked pushing their boundaries.
Hannah opened her mouth to protest again when Ginny’s tongue grazed her clit. It was a gentle touch, but it was more than enough to make Hannah moan. That deep, aching desire for more pleasure made her push herself back against Ginny, wanting another touch, but the redhead evaded her with ease. It was a subtle reminder that Ginny was in control of this, not Hannah.
Ginny would never give into Hannah’s whims. It was a lesson she’d long since learnt. As ravenous and impulsive as Ginny was, once she had something caught in her web, she’d take her time with it. No amount of begging, bargaining, or even cursing would convince her to go at a faster pace that Hannah so desperately needed sometimes. She could always use her safe word if she needed to, but Hannah hadn’t used it yet, and she’d be damned if she cracked while Harry and Ginny were having their way with her. In the end, she always reached her ultimate pleasure anyways.
But Harry was a different story. He was a man like many others who, from time to time, thought with their cock instead of their brain. Something animalistic and primal could take over, and she could convince him to fuck her silly with just a simple look or a well-placed word.
And that was exactly what she intended to do right now
“I need your cock so fucking bad, sir,” Hannah whined as Ginny continued to lick at her folds. The redhead’s tongue knew all of her weak points perfectly. It was clear that she was trying to stop Hannah from her little ploy, but Hannah wasn’t about to give up so easily.
“A pet doesn’t get to make demands, does she?” Harry retorted back sharply.
“No, sir,” Hannah moaned, leaning back against Ginny’s face. “They don’t. But I was just hoping—”
“Ginny,” Harry snapped.
Instantly, Hannah wanted to take back all of her words, because Ginny stopped licking her.
“Yeah?” Ginny asked Harry with a raised eyebrow.
“You remember the spell we’ve been practising?” He asked her.
Hannah didn’t need to see Ginny’s face to hear the wicked grin in her tone. “Of course I do! Is it finally time to use it?”
“I think so,” Harry nodded. “It seems that our pet has quite the mouth on her today. I think it’d be for the best if we stuffed it.”
Stuffed it?
Before Hannah was able to begin to question Harry’s words, the man pounced on her. She cried out in surprise as he pinned her down onto the bed but quickly lit up with glee when she felt his hot, throbbing manhood resting across her belly. Her pussy was practically begging to be fucked from the way it wept.
Harry grabbed Hannah’s hips and rolled them both over so that she was on top and he was beneath her. He held her aloft in the air so easily, like she didn’t weigh a thing.
Ginny had slid off the bed and was now somewhere behind Hannah. She muttered some words and then grabbed Harry’s cock and angled it right up to Hannah’s needy pussy. The moment that the thick head of Harry’s cock brushed against Hannah’s wet slit, she felt like she was about to pass out from the excitement of it all.
“You’re going to ride my cock until I say otherwise,” Harry told her. “Is that understood, pet?”
“Yes, sir,” Hannah purred.
Harry started to lower Hannah down onto his cock with a tantalising slowness. The familiar feeling of her inner walls being stretched out by his thick shaft was just as pleasurable as the very first time he’d entered inside of her. He easily had the biggest cock that Hannah had ever seen, and though she’d doubted her ability to take it inside of her when she’d first seen him naked on this very bed, she’d proved to easily be up to the task.
Hannah felt like a dizzy mess when Harry’s cock finally filled every inch of her pussy. Her heart was racing like mad and her walls were fluttering around Harry’s cock. She felt like she could cum at any moment.
Just when Hannah started to move, Harry’s fingers dug deeper into her hips.
“Not yet,” he said with a smirk. “Wait for Ginny.”
Normally, Ginny would either watch them or simply sit on Harry’s face as they fucked, but today was distinctly different. Hannah had to crane her head back to catch a glimpse of Ginny as she moved onto the bed, and what she saw took her breath away.
“Is that—?” Hannah began to ask, only for her mouth to get stuffed with another cock.
“It’s a replica of Harry’s cock,” Ginny announced proudly, looking down at the magical strap-on dildo she had attached to her crotch. The dildo itself looked virtually identical to Harry’s girthy cock, and it even bounced in Hannah’s mouth the same way it did when her tongue hit just the right spot on his cock. “You didn’t watch your mouth, so you get to have that hole stuffed too. Now, get to riding.”
Hannah moved more on instinct than anything else. She rolled her hips and started to rise up on Harry’s shaft only to freeze in surprise when Ginny bucked her hips forward and pushed her dildo into Hannah’s throat.
“That’s it,” Ginny moaned. “Take it like a good pet.”
Bouncing on Harry’s thick cock was already difficult enough because of how incredible it felt—he stretched her pussy to its limits and made her mind go blank with ecstasy—but doing it while Ginny was fucking her mouth made it even crazier.
“Take it like a good little slut,” Ginny grinned as she continued to hammer away into Hannah’s throat.
Ginny’s spell was so perfect that her strap-on dildo actually tasted like a real cock, not that Hannah was able to pay much attention to that. She was gagging and slurping around Ginny’s dildo just to try to stop all of her saliva from pooling out of her mouth and dripping down onto her breasts.
“Don’t stop riding me now,” Harry warned Hannah.
It was hard work, but Hannah managed to get her thighs to start moving again. She rode Harry’s cock as smoothly as she could, but nowhere near as fast as she wanted. Riding him with reckless abandon was something that she looked forward to every single day, but the dildo lodged in her throat made such wild movements less feasible. She had to time herself better to make sure that she didn’t actually start choking.
In minutes, Hannah managed to set a fairly steady rhythm. She bounced on Harry’s cock at a fair pace, faster than she had expected to be able to do at first, and moaned around Ginny’s dildo. The redhead had grasped Hannah’s head in her hands, holding her steady in place so that she could fuck her mouth more easily. The dildo even had replica balls on the underside of it that kept smacking into Hannah’s chin with each thrust that Ginny made.
This entirely new experience made Hannah fall in love with Harry and Ginny all over again. She’d never imagined ever getting the chance to take on two cocks at once, let alone having them treat her like little more than an object for their sexual desires, but getting fucked like this was making her toes curl in delight. Harry’s cock felt so wonderful in her pussy, and getting her face fucked turned her on so much like it always did.
Hannah was so caught up in the experience that she didn’t immediately realise what Harry and Ginny were logically building up to.
Ginny suddenly pulled her hips back, and her dildo slid out past Hannah’s lips. Hannah gasped for air and looked up at Ginny in confusion, but she was already hoping off of the bed.
Instead, Harry grabbed Hannah’s arms and yanked her body down on top of his. Hannah grasped Harry’s shoulders for support just as a cold sensation shot through her arsehole. It was a lubrication and cleaning spell, one that they’d used countless times before, but never when Harry was still inside of her pussy. Her walls clamped down hard around his shaft, eliciting a groan from him.
“You’re going to be a mess when we’re done with you, pet,” Ginny cooed as she pressed the tip of her dildo to Hannah’s arsehole.
Merlin, she hoped she would be. There was nothing quite as intense in her life as her nights with Harry and Ginny were.
The lubrication helped Ginny to be able to push forward, and once the tip got past the tight ring of muscle, Ginny’s dildo slid deep inside of her arse.
“Fucking hell!” Hannah cried out. She felt so fucking full. Anytime she took Harry’s cock into her pussy or arse, she felt like she was being pushed to her breaking point for how stretched out she could be, but this experience was making her reconsider that entirely.
Ginny’s breasts poked into Hannah’s back as she loomed over top of her. Hannah was caught, sandwiched between Harry and Ginny. There was so much skin-on-skin contact that was overwhelming enough on its own, not to mention the two cocks inside of her.
“How does she feel, love?” Harry asked Ginny.
Hannah’s eyes widened. “You can feel what the dildo feels?”
“Of course,” Ginny grinned down at her. “And you feel fucking wonderful.”
To prove that point, Ginny thrust her hips against Hannah’s arse, getting just that extra inch of her dildo inside of her. Hannah moaned lewdly and clawed at Harry’s shoulders.
“You can set the pace, and I’ll match it,” Harry told Ginny.
There was no time to learn to adjust to this new incredible sensation. Harry lifted Hannah’s hips up slightly so that he could thrust up into her pussy while Ginny fucked her arse. It was clear from the start that Ginny didn’t have anywhere near as much skill as Harry did when it came to thrusting at a perfect tempo, but the witch’s eagerness more than made up for it. She bucked into Hannah’s arse roughly, and Harry would move in time with her.
“Fuck,” Hannah moaned. Her body was trembling from the overwhelming pleasure of being fucked by two cocks at once. “More. I need more.”
Harry chuckled and kissed her neck. “We’ll give you more than you can handle.”
Finally, Hannah could truly let loose. Every day at work, she had to maintain a perfect aura around their guests and see to their every need, but it didn’t give her the sensual satisfaction that serving Harry and Ginny did. With these two cocks thrusting inside of her, Hannah didn’t have to worry about making a scene. She could moan and cry out to her heart’s content.
The two cocks were hitting the deepest points inside of her, deeper than anyone else had ever reached. Hannah rapidly found herself coming undone, her mind filled with such utter bliss that it was a wonder that she didn’t break down and start crying from how good it felt. Her voice swelled louder and louder as that heat in her core grew hotter.
“I’m—” Hannah’s voice broke into a squeal as she came around Harry and Ginny’s cocks. Her body spasmed wildly and her mind went blank with pleasure, but instinct drove her on to keep bouncing around on their cocks. Every touch inside of her felt so damned intense.
“Look at her eyes roll into the back of her head,” Ginny giggled. “Our pet really is enjoying herself.”
“But we’re not done with her yet,” Harry added.
Before Hannah even had a chance to recover from her orgasm, Harry and Ginny went right back to fucking her holes. Drool dripped out of the corner of Hannah’s mouth, but she couldn’t be bothered to wipe it away. All she did was moan and relish in the sensation of her body being used the way she’d always hoped it would be.
“She’s getting tighter,” Ginny groaned.
“That means she’s getting close to cumming again,” Harry told her as he slammed his cock deep into Hannah’s pussy. “You feel the same way around me.”
“Merlin, this is fucking incredible,” Ginny said as she squeezed Hannah’s arsecheeks in her hands. “You’re going to make me cum too, pet.”
“Please don’t stop,” Hannah begged.
They didn’t, not that they ever had any intention of doing so, but Hannah needed to let them know just how amazing this was. She didn’t want this to ever stop. She couldn’t think, could barely speak, and all that her body felt was pure ecstasy.
Harry and Ginny slammed into her again and again. Her slutty little holes were being satisfied with two perfect cocks that gave her everything she craved.
When Ginny collapsed on top of Hannah’s back, she knew what was coming. Harry had done the same thing whenever he was close to cumming, but Ginny was wearing a dildo. Surely it wouldn’t…
A thick goo shot out into Hannah’s arsehole, and it felt fucking incredible. It was a larger load than any one man could provide, and it coated her inner walls perfectly. Feeling Ginny’s dildo throb inside of her arsehole made Hannah gasp from how perfectly realistic it felt, but it was the way her pussy was still able to squeeze around Harry’s cock at the same time that truly took the cake.
Breathlessly, Hannah howled into Harry’s shoulder as she came again around the two cocks inside of her, and that was all it took for Harry to explode inside of her. His cum shot deep into her womb, filling her up and leaving a nice, warm feeling inside of her core. Her body shook and trembled on top of his, stirring Ginny’s dildo around inside of her arsehole and bringing her pleasure to even greater heights.
When it all finally came to a close, Ginny pulled out of Hannah’s arse first, and then Hannah flopped over onto her back next to Harry. She could feel Harry and Ginny’s cum oozing out of her holes and staining the bed sheets beneath her.
She was right to have stayed here and chosen Harry and Ginny over Neville. They gave her what she truly needed in life: a way to let loose.
