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Watching his Girlfriend in the Slytherin Den - Hermione/Slytherins
🕑 Added 2022-12-28 16:59:01 +0000 UTCAN: Hello everyone; this is a commissioned story from wnelson001! It features Harry watching his girlfriend, Hermione, getting fucked by a group of Slytherins. I hope you all enjoy it!
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Slipping through the dungeons under his invisibility cloak, Harry did his best to avoid the other students as he moved stealthily. At this time of day, most of them were packing up to leave for the Easter holidays. The Hogwarts Express would take anyone who wanted to visit home back to King’s Cross station in London. Most students chose to take this option, especially those who came from magical families, Harry noted. That meant that dozens of Slytherins passed him by as he weaved in between clumps of them on his way towards his destination.
Harry was brimming with excitement as he rounded the corner and passed a large group of young students, probably first or second-years. Hopefully, the Slytherin common room would be nearly empty, just as expected. Even if it wasn’t though, it could be just as exciting. The surprise and uncertainty was just as important to the game as anything else.
After a couple minutes of walking, Harry reached the bare stretch of stone wall in the dungeons that he knew was the secret entrance to the Slytherin common room. He still remembered when he and Ron visited this place back in their second year; it had been terrifying back then, but now it was just exciting.
Harry had the password written down on a scrap of parchment, but it turned out that he didn’t even need it because the stone bricks opened up and revealed a handful of students leaving the common room with their trunks close behind them. Harry waited and, as soon as there was a gap, he dashed forward into the Slytherin common room.
Unlike the Gryffindor common room which was full of sunshine and life, the Slytherin common room was far more subdued. Black leather furniture littered the room with dark wood tables everywhere too. The walls were made of stone, much like the dungeon corridors, but had several windows looking out into the Black Lake, giving the entire common room a slight green tinge. A roaring fireplace was going strong in the far wall, and there were a dozen students crowded around it.
Sneaking forward deeper into the common room, Harry strained to overhear the quiet conversation that was taking place.
“-he is ready?”
“Yeah, that-”
“-t wait to see this.”
“Can you belie-”
The conversation was scattered and hushed. Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson were the most familiar people around the fire, but Harry recognized the rest too. Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis were there too, talking quietly with Blaise Zabini. The rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team were also in attendance: Vaisey, Urquhart, and Harper. In fact, the only one missing seemed to be Draco Malfoy himself.
A door opened to Harry’s right, and he nearly jumped out of skin when he saw another young student heading his way. He had to carefully duck underneath a table to avoid the young girl’s path.
Once she had left the common room, Harry crawled back out from his cover, only to find that the rest of the Slytherins in the room had gone terribly quiet.
“Is she the last one then?” Pansy asked the group.
“Yes, I think so,” Blaise spoke up. “All of the third years and up were already gone, and she was the only younger year still trailing behind. We’re all clear in here.”
Pansy let out an exasperated sigh. “Ugh, finally!” She exclaimed loudly as she stretched out all four of her limbs at once. “Does Draco know that he’s all clear to come out now?”
“He should,” Vaisy, the tall, dark-haired Chaser, answered. “He’s the one who set the alarm spells after all.”
“Right,” Pansy nodded. She seemed giddy and eager. Honestly, Harry was too. It had taken the better part of a month to get this all set-up; he hoped that it would live up to his expectations.
There was a brief lull in the room as everyone waited for Draco’s appearance. Harry took the time to find the best angle to watch over the meeting from. With them all crowded around the fireplace in the far wall opposite the entrance, there weren’t many places he could choose that weren’t directly in the open stretch of floor that ran from the entrance to the fireplace. However, Harry decided that a slight elevation might help his viewing, even if it did mean that he wasn’t perfectly centered.
Mindful of his invisibility cloak, Harry quietly climbed atop a large wooden table off to the left-hand side of the room. It was right behind one of the large couches that formed a semi-circle around the fireplace. Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy were sat on the couch in front of Harry, while the rest were crowded on the other side of the fireplace.
Harry settled into place just in time as he heard footfalls starting to come from a nearby corridor. He craned his neck, doing his best to be as silent as possible, and stared off at the dark corridor.
Draco Malfoy stepped through a moment later, looking as pompous and handsome as ever. His sleek, white-blond hair and gray eyes fit the Slytherin prince perfectly along with his immaculate robes. There were so many times Harry wanted to punch the smug prick right in the mouth, and other times where he reconsidered making Draco a friend. Their history was complicated to say the least, but they’d found a certain peace with one another in recent years.
Their mutual respect and budding friendship had been smooth over the last year. At least, it had been before Harry accidentally overheard Draco talking about how much he wanted to grab Harry’s girlfriend’s ass and fuck her.
Everything had changed that day, and today would be the final outcome of Harry’s meticulous planning.
As Draco stepped into the light, he glanced over at the assembled group of Slytherins. “Why hasn’t anyone started the music yet?” He asked in that annoyed tone of his. “And where are the drinks?”
“Relax, Draco,” Pansy said as she jumped to her feet. Her wand was in her hand and after a few waves, the wireless started blaring music and a silver tray laden with various bottles and glasses floated over to the large coffee table in front of the fireplace. “There, it’s all here.”
Draco nodded and took a step forward into the room. As Harry’s eyes flickered back to him, he noticed a silver chain in Draco’s hand. It was trailing along the floor back into the corridor he had come from.
“Let’s get started then,” Draco grinned. But that grin turned into a slight frown as he gave the chain a sharp tug. “At least, we could get started, if the bloody entertainment finally showed up.”
“Give it another yank!” Pansy shouted over the music, laughing into a glass of elven wine as she stared hungrily towards the dark corridor.
Harry was enraptured as he watched Draco give the chain another sharp tug. From the dark corridor, there was the sound of scampering as the silver chain started to magically coil near Draco’s feet. Then, a hand suddenly appeared on the floor. Then another. Then, a face.
Harry sucked in a deep breath as his girlfriend, Hermione Granger, crawled into the Slytherin Common Room on her hands and knees, completely devoid of any clothing except for a black leather necklace that was attached to the chain in Draco’s hands. She stumbled forward, nearly crashing into Draco’s legs, but she moved to the side at the last minute and came to a stop at his side.
“Oh Merlin,” Pansy cackled as she saw Hermione there. “She looks like a pet dog!”
The other Slytherins laughed along, relishing in how Hermione’s face turned a deep shade of red. She was staring down at the hard floor, avoiding their gaze. At least, she was until Draco pulled her chain again. “Look at them,” he said, softly enough that Harry struggled to hear him. “You’re going to be their entertainment for tonight.”
Hermione did look up at them now, and Harry was able to get a good look at her for the first time. The first thing Harry noticed was that she already looked used. Her lipstick was smudged, and there were a couple trails of saliva running down her chin. Her long mane of brown hair had been done up in an elegant French braid, though there were a few strands of hair that hung loose, framing either side of her face. As always, she was hairless below her head, and the milky-white skin on her slim body was flawless. Her teardrop-shaped breasts were nice and full, just a bit more than Harry could hold in his hands, and topped with delicate little pink nipples. Her back was arched slightly, showing off her perky ass that looked slightly reddened as though it had been struck recently.
As Harry examined his girlfriend, he could see the telltale signs of her getting turned on from Draco’s words. The way her body trembled ever so slightly, how she pressed her thighs together and rubbed them up and down, and how she bit her lower lip for just the briefest of seconds were all the signs Harry was looking for, and she did all three.
“Bring her over here, Draco!” Pansy laughed again. “Come on, I want to see you break the bitch in!”
“You heard her,” Draco said down to Hermione. He started forward, giving the chain another sharp tug when Hermione didn’t start moving right away.
Harry could already feel his cock stirring in his pants as he watched Hermione crawl into the middle of the group of Slytherins. All of the men were leering at Hermione lewdly. And why wouldn’t they? She was one of the most beautiful women in Hogwarts.
A shiver ran up Harry’s spine. Merlin, he loved the way the other men at Hogwarts lusted after Hermione. It was the biggest turn on he had: knowing that they all wanted her so badly and, while they could fuck her, she was ultimately Harry’s. He just couldn’t wait until things actually got started going.
Draco plopped down on the couch in Pansy’s vacated seat, right in between Crabbe and Goyle, and unzipped his trousers. “Get over here,” he ordered Hermione harshly, pointing to his crotch.
Hermione didn’t hesitate this time; she crawled across the floor right to Draco. As she moved, the men all tilted their heads to ogle different parts of her body as she passed by. Even better though, Daphne literally reached down and grabbed one of Hermione’s tits in her hand. Hermione froze as Daphne gave it a firm squeeze.
“Not bad,” Daphne shrugged as she released Hermione and went back to her drink.
Tracey snorted beside her. “Not everyone can be little miss perfect,” she teased Daphne.
When Hermione reached Draco, she started acting without any further direction. She reached for his crotch and stuck one of her hands inside of his trousers. The second she pulled out Draco’s hard cock and she made sure the zipper was out of the way, she climbed up into his lap.
“She’s so eager to get fucked,” Crabbed chortled.
“You bet she is,” Draco said confidently as he leaned back, admiring the view of Hermione’s breasts in his face as she settled her hips on top of his. His cock was pointed right up at her pussy, and Hermione’s pussy was dripping its wetness onto it. “Well?” Draco said when Hermione paused for a second.
Harry could see Hermione’s eyes briefly scan the Slytherin Common Room, looking for him undoubtedly. She knew he was watching her, but she didn’t know where. It was almost funny. Harry was on the other side of the couch from her. Since she was straddling Draco’s lap, she was staring right at him over Draco’s shoulder; she was just barely out of his arm’s reach.
Finally, taking a deep breath, Hermione let her hips drop.
Hermione’s head fell backwards and her shoulders tensed up as she sank down on Draco’s cock. “Ahhh,” she moaned as her wetness and gravity helped her further down until she finally settled in his lap with his thick cock buried deep inside of her pussy.
There were a few drunken cheers as Hermione’s moans fell from her lips. Drinks were refilled and passed around as everyone got settled in to watch the show.
For a brief moment, Crabbe reached out his hand to touch Hermione’s breast, only to be stopped by Draco’s sharp look.
“Not until I’m done with her,” Draco stated firmly.
Crabbe just nodded dumbly and turned away, only to be cheered back up again as Pansy came over with a glass of firewhisky for him. She dropped the glass in his hand and sauntered around behind the couch to pass a second glass over to Draco’s waiting hand. Then, she crossed her arms on the back of the couch and rested her head on them, staring at Hermione who was still clearly adjusting to Draco’s cock being inside of her.
“Such a pretty little thing,” Pansy whispered softly into Draco’s ear. “Do you think she can ride you better than I can?”
“We’ll have to wait and see, won’t we,” Draco replied, still eyeing up Hermione’s body.
Pansy was clearly not pleased with Draco’s answer, but she didn’t press the issue. Instead, she snapped her fingers at Hermione. “Get to it then,” Pansy ordered Hermione.
“Sorry, I-” Hermione started to speak, but she was stopped by Draco’s finger on her lips.
“Just do what you’re told,” he told her with a passionate look in his eyes. His hand slipped down and gently touched her clit, making Hermione’s body jump on his. “There, you see,” he said, gesturing to how she rose a couple inches up his cock. “Just keep going like that.”
Hermione sucked in a deep breath and nodded. Harry knew it’d take her a minute to adjust; it was always the same whenever he fucked her. But, once she got warmed up and ready to go, she could ride like no other.
Harry grinned as Hermione placed her hands on Draco’s shoulders and started to lift up her hips. He could see everyone’s eyes on where Hermione and Draco’s bodies met, staring at the slickness that coated his cock and the way her lips gripped his shaft.
Within just a few seconds, Hermione started to ride Draco’s cock with smooth movements up and down. Harry could tell that she had his length memorized in her mind as she rode his cock perfectly, maximizing her movements.
Draco took a sip of his firewhisky, only to start coughing as he took his first gulp. “Fuck, she’s tighter than I thought,” he grunted, clearing his throat.
Harry had to bite his lip to stop a groan from leaving his lips. He knew just how tight Hermione was and just how wonderful she could make you feel when she was on top of you. She was bouncing on Draco’s lap, the sound of their flesh smacking together over and over again, and it was clear that Draco was starting to get a little overwhelmed by it all. Fuck, it was so hot watching Hermione do this to another man.
Pansy grimaced at Draco and cast an evaluating glance Hermione’s way. To Harry, Hermione was nothing but perfection right now. From the way she rode Draco’s cock to how she threw her head back, moaned, and showed off her delicious tits, she was a wondrous sight to behold. Draco obviously felt the same by the way he seemed completely focused on her, something that Pansy was none too pleased with. But, even so, Pansy still couldn’t help but admire the skill Hermione was showing off; Harry could see it in her eyes that she knew just how good Hermione was at fucking.
So, rather than attempt to degrade her when everyone knew that Hermione was excellent, Pansy tried another tactic. She grabbed Draco’s jaw and turned his head towards her. He seemed disgruntled at being made to look away from the witch riding his cock, but that look faded somewhat as Pansy started to kiss him.
Pansy certainly wasn’t shy about staking her claim; she kissed Draco fiercely, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Hermione didn’t seem to mind in the slightest though; she was off in her own world, relishing in the sensation of Draco’s thick cock stretching out her pussy. Draco seemed torn between kissing Pansy back and using his free hand to subtly touch Hermione’s body whenever Pansy seemed particularly distracted with him.
The other Slytherins looked on with no small amount of eagerness in their faces. Watching Hermione ride Draco’s cock was getting them all a little riled up, and Harry could easily spot several of the men sporting pitched tents in their trousers. Even Daphne and Tracey, the two other women in the group besides Pansy, seemed to be interested in watching Hermione’s skill.
Just as Pansy briefly broke the kiss with Draco to take a deep breath, Harry spotted Draco’s free hand moving towards Hermione’s clit. Knowing just how sensitive she could be in certain positions, Harry braced himself for the impact everyone was about to receive.
Before Pansy’s lips could return to Draco’s, Hermione let out a squeal of pleasure as Draco’s fingers touched her clit. Her entire body tensed up and jerked awkwardly before her hips slammed down on Draco’s. Harry knew that Hermione’s pussy would be tightening up like crazy around Draco’s cock.
Draco’s eyes practically bugged out of their sockets, and his entire body snapped forward and tightened up. “Fuck!” He cried out before a look of bliss overcame his face.
“Yes, cum in me,” Hermione moaned as she sagged over Draco’s shoulder, her long mane of brown hair falling over the edge of the couch.
Draco’s body jerked against Hermione’s as little gasps left his mouth. Harry grinned as his girlfriend took her first load of the night, but he knew that it wouldn’t be her last.
“You whore!” Pansy screeched, jumping to her feet and running around to the other side of the couch. She came right up behind Hermione and grabbed her armpits and hoisted her off of Draco.
“Hey!” Draco shouted at Pansy. His hard cock was covered in Hermione’s creamy juices, but it was starting to soften.
Hermione scrambled to find her footing even as Draco’s cum started to leak out of her pussy. She didn’t fight back or say anything, but she did try to slip out of Pansy’s grasp.
“Petrificus Totalus!” Daphne suddenly shouted, freezing Pansy in place.
Hermione slipped out of Pansy’s grasp and flew to Draco’s side. He looked furious with Pansy. “Bring her to my room,” he snapped at Daphne. “I need to have a talk with her.”
To her credit, Daphne didn’t even blink. She simply nodded, waved her wand, and sent Pansy floating through the air towards the corridor that Draco had used to get in here earlier. “She’ll get there,” Daphne assured Draco.
“Good,” he huffed slightly. Realizing his state, he stuffed his cock back inside of his trousers and looked over at Hermione. “On the couch,” he directed her. “Crabbe, Goyle, she’s yours to play with until I get back.”
The two big brutes grinned happily at Draco’s words. “Thanks, Draco,” Crabbe said.
“Yes,” Goyle nodded along. “We’ll keep in her one piece for you when you get back.”
“Good,” Draco said before his eyes focused on the corridor. “I’ll be back shortly.”
With that, Draco strode out of the room, leaving Hermione standing awkwardly.
“You heard him,” Blaise spoke up, looking pointedly at Hermione. “Get over on the couch and give those two lugs something to keep themselves entertained.”
Hermione hesitated for only a moment before she started off towards the two large men. Harry knew that this was a big test for Hermione; she’d only handled a couple of men at the same time once before, and they were much smaller than these two. Still, he knew that she could take quite the pounding and still be good to go. Plus, he’d always dreamed of seeing her fucked by these two.
Hermione had barely reached the couch before Crabbe and Goyle were both on their feet and pawing at her with their large gorilla-paw hands. They practically seemed to be fighting over who’d get to her first while feeling up every inch of flesh she had on display.
Eventually, Goyle was the one to win out. He pulled Hermione in front of him, bent her over the arm of the couch, and grinded his crotch against her ass. “You ready to get fucked by me?” He said in a deep, guttural tone.
Goyle didn’t even care to listen to Hermione’s quiet response of: “yes,” before he pulled out his cock and pressed it up against her engorged lips. Given how wet she was earlier when she was fucking Draco, plus with his cum in the mix, Goyle barely needed to press his hips forward in order to push his cock inside of her.
Hermione gasped as Goyle suddenly filled her up. Her hands were braced against the seat of the couch as he started to ram his cock deep into her. The sounds of his hips smacking off of her ass were far louder than when she had been bouncing in Draco’s lap, and Harry could see that her cheeks were starting to redden from the onslaught.
“Yes,” Harry moaned quietly to himself. “Fucking take that cock.”
It was so hot watching Hermione get fucked like this. Harry’s cock was throbbing in his trousers so badly that he couldn’t help but gently touch himself through the fabric. He couldn’t masturbate yet though; he needed to wait for more.
Hermione was moaning like crazy and Goyle pounded into her. A few of the others in the room started snickering at her.
“Merlin, she really needs it,” Tracey laughed.
“What a slag,” Harper added.
Daphne raised an eyebrow at him, taking a sip of her drink. “You say that like you aren’t dying to get over there and fuck her yourself.”
Harper sneered back at Daphne. “At least some of us are willing to go out there and get some, Greengrass. Not all of us like to be stuck-up little princesses.”
“Is that what you think I am?” Daphne asked airily.
“It’s what we all know you are,” Harper shot back.
“Well then.” Daphne stood up, placing her drink daintily on a side table as she started towards the couch. Her hips swayed from side to side as she moved, making her skirt flutter, and Harry could see that even with Hermione getting fucked hard in front of everyone, the Slytherin men all couldn’t help but watch Daphne walk away from them.
Crabbe, who had been looking thoroughly put out that Goyle was fucking Hermione, brightened as Daphne approached. “Are you-” he began, only to be cut off by Daphne’s firm glare.
“In your dreams,” she replied, cutting off any possibility of Crabbe getting with her.
Crabbe looked despondent at the rejection, but still very curious as to why Daphne was there.
To the surprise of everyone in the room, Daphne walked right up to Goyle, grabbed him by the shoulder, and yanked him out of Hermione. He snarled at her, but stopped the second that the tip of Daphne’s wand touched his neck. “Go sit down,” Daphne directed him.
Reluctantly, Goyle listened to her, leaving Hermione gasping for breath over the armrest of the couch.
“Flip yourself over,” Daphne ordered Hermione.
A thrill shot through Harry at Daphne’s domineering tone. He and Hermione had always talked about inviting another girl to spend the night with them, but Harry was usually more interested in watching Hermione get fucked by another guy. Still, that didn’t take anything away from how hot the whole situation was. Harry still couldn’t believe that he was here watching Hermione get used by all of these Slytherins.
Hermione flipped herself over onto her back, and Daphne grabbed her thighs and pulled her ass right to the edge of the armrest. Then, much to the surprise of everyone in the room, Daphne dropped to her knees and started eating Hermione out.
Even Hermione didn’t react right away. Her body was squirming as Daphne’s tongue worked its magic on her folds, but she just had a confused expression on her face. That was, until Daphne stuck a couple fingers inside of her pussy and focused her tongue on her clit.
“Wow,” Vaisey muttered in awe of what was going on in front of him.
“I never thought she’d ever join in like this,” Tracey murmured.
Hermione started moaning in pleasure. She gave up trying to work out the situation and decided to simply lie back and enjoy the pleasure. Daphne worked furiously between Hermione’s legs, seemingly applying just the right touches at the best moments for them.
However, even that wasn’t enough for Daphne. As everyone still stared at her with surprise on their faces, she looked up at Crabbe. “Her mouth’s available,” she said like she was pointing out something he should have already figured out.
In his eagerness, Crabbe’s fingers fumbled on his zipper, but he eventually got his cock out and got onto the couch above Hermione’s head. She barely had time to look up and see the large cock descending upon her before he pushed it into her mouth. In that position, Crabbe was easily able to slide his cock down into her throat, making her start to gag on it.
“Don’t choke her, you idiot,” Daphne said as she came up from Hermione’s pussy. Her lips were stained with Hermione’s juices, and her hair was slightly frizzed up on either side of her face. “Pace yourself.”
Crabbe did slow down, albeit reluctantly. He pulled his hips back far enough so that just the tip of his cock was in Hermione’s mouth. She immediately wrapped her lips around the bulbous head and started sucking, though her efforts were somewhat hampered by the moans that kept leaving her mouth whenever Daphne hit just the right spot.
Hermione’s moans only grew and grew until, finally, she let out a wonderful scream as she came. The whole time, Daphne kept on fingering and licking Hermione as she spasmed. It was only when Hermione finally sagged back onto the bed that Daphne popped up to her feet and shot Harper a smug look.
“Take a good look, Harper,” she said as she wiped away Hermione’s juices from her mouth. “That’s the only time you’ll see a woman orgasm in your life.”
Blaise, Tracey, and Urquhart all snickered at Harper’s angry, red face. Daphne simply strutted back over to her seat, grabbed her drink, and took a deep sip.
Seeing that a position was vacated, Goyle eagerly rushed over in between Hermione’s legs again and pushed his cock back inside of her. Hermione gasped, only for the noise to be cut off as Crabbe pushed his cock back into her throat now that Daphne wasn’t here to police him anymore.
The two large men started plowing into Hermione. Goyle held Hermione’s legs wide open for him to ram his cock deep inside of her pussy while Crabbe was thrusting his cock in and out of Hermione’s mouth, letting his heavy balls drag across her face as he went.
“How’s she doing?” Draco suddenly called out as he returned to the room. Pansy trailed meekly behind him, looking thoroughly embarrassed, and walked over to sit with Tracey and Daphne.
“Fucking tight as anything,” Goyle groaned as he forced his cock as deep inside of Hermione as it could go. Her back arched off of the couch as she let out a muffled scream around Crabbe’s cock.
“Yeah,” Crabbe chortled, roughly squeezing one of Hermione’s tits. “She’s a really good cocksucker too.”
Draco nodded and glanced down at his pocket watch. “We’ve only got a short time left before we’ve got to get to the train too.” He looked up at the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team. “You lot should join in too before it’s too late.”
Like a pack of ravenous wolves, the four others: Urquhart, Vaisey, Harper, and Blaise all descended upon Hermione, who was currently being bounced in between Crabbe and Goyle. “Get her on the floor,” Blaise directed Crabbe and Goyle.
The two men didn’t even stop fucking Hermione as they lifted her up in the air between them; their hips kept thrusting their cocks inside of her as they lowered her onto the open space in front of the fireplace. The rest of the men crowded around them as Hermione rolled back over onto her hands and knees.
With everyone surrounding her, Harry lost his prime vantage point. He carefully climbed down off of the table and moved to the back of the couch that Hermione had just been getting fucked on. There were signs of Draco’s cum and Hermione’s creamy juices along the black leather couch. Harry leaned up against the back of it, staring down at his beautiful girlfriend who was getting assaulted on all sides by cocks.
In the process of getting her situated, Goyle was pushed out of the way and Urquhart took his place, eagerly forcing his cock into Hermione’s tight pussy. Crabbe still had her mouth, and he was holding her head still as he fucked her mouth. Blaise and Harper ended up on either side of Hermione, and they lifted her hands off of the ground and placed them on their cocks.
Harry shivered in delight as he watched Hermione pleasure four cocks at once. She was like a used toy, being fucked and tossed around with little care from any of the men, but the look of pure joy on her face told Harry just how much she was enjoying this. He knew that this was more his kink than hers, but she admitted that she enjoyed being fucked by other men. The thrill was just too much, and Harry finally took his own cock out underneath his invisibility cloak and started to stroke himself.
“Fuck,” Urquhart groaned as he gave Hermione’s ass a hard smack. “She’s got a real nice cunt.”
Vaisey snickered from the sidelines, waiting to get his turn. “Think we can fill it all the way up?” He said, leering at Hermione’s bouncing tits.
“We can try,” Harper groaned as Hermione stroked his cock.
With both Urquhart and Crabbe fucking her pussy and mouth respectively, Hermione’s body was bouncing wildly in between them. She was a perfect sight to behold, and Harry saw that he wasn’t the only one enjoying the show. Over on the couch, Tracey was quietly moaning into the palm of her right hand while her left was somewhere down her skirt. Daphne was whispering something into the woman’s ear too, making Tracey’s eyes go wild with lust as she watched Hermione get fucked relentlessly.
It didn’t take long before Urquhart came inside of Hermione’s pussy. He just groaned, grabbed her hips, and rammed his cock in and out of her until he was spent. Then, he was pushed aside by Vaisey who eagerly jumped in.
Crabbe and Harper came almost simultaneously. Crabbe forced Hermione’s mouth all the way down his cock until he was secured firmly in her throat, pumping his cum directly into her stomach. The sight of her bulging eyes and wild moan around Crabbe’s cock and her continued stroking of Harper’s cock must have been too much for Harper to handle. He blew his load next, painting the side of Hermione’s face with his cum.
With the crowd starting to clear down, Vaisey was more than able to really fuck Hermione hard. Her hands went right back down onto the ground as Blaise stepped back, waiting to get a turn in her pussy, and she really needed that extra support as Vaisey slammed his hips against her ass. After he pulled out when he came in her barely a minute later, Harry could see the combined mixture of the men’s cum dripping out of Hermione’s pussy. But before it could all fall out, Blaise took his turn shoving his cock into Hermione’s used hole.
Still feeling unsatisfied, Goyle got down on his knees in front of Hermione’s face and started furiously stroking his cock. He grabbed Hermione’s face at the last possible second, making her look up at him as he spewed his cum all over her face before shoving it into her mouth to make her lick him clean.
“Alright, everyone go get your stuff together,” Draco finally said now that Blaise was the last one still fucking Hermione. “We’ll meet up by the Entrance Hall and head on down to Hogsmeade to catch the train together.”
Reluctantly, the other Slytherins quickly went to their rooms to collect their things. Harry paid them little mind, still stroking his cock as he watched Blaise fuck Hermione. She seemed tired, but she was still moaning like crazy as Blaise had his way with her. But, just a few moments later, Blaise was groaning too and spilling his seed inside of Hermione’s tight pussy.
“Go on,” Draco gestured to Blaise as the man was getting to his feet. “I’ll clean her up and get her out of here and then I’ll meet up with the rest of you.”
“Right,” Blaise nodded, looking thoroughly spent as he cleaned himself up and started out of the common room.
With everyone else gone, Draco strode up towards Hermione. She had collapsed on the stone floor, her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath. The mixture of the Slytherin’s cum coating her face gleamed in the firelight, and there was quite a lot of it leaking out of her pussy too.
Draco crouched down beside Hermione and really took in the sight of her. “You did good today,” he told her. “Just as perfect and tight as I imagined you would be. Potter’s a lucky man.”
“He is,” Hermione replied breathlessly.
“Is he gonna fuck you now?” Draco asked.
Hermione’s body shivered as a smile came across her face. “I hope so.”
“Well,” Draco said, getting back to his feet. “I’ll leave you two to it then.” He glanced around the room, searching for Harry, but not finding the invisible man. “Potter,” he nodded in greeting to the empty air to Harry’s right before leaving the common room as well.
Never before had Harry shed his clothing so quickly. Hermione’s eyes immediately turned towards the sound of rustling clothes. Harry striped completely in under five seconds and then immediately leapt over the couch and onto Hermione’s body. His hard, throbbing cock poked at her thighs relentlessly until it found her sloppy hole and pushed inside with ease thanks to the vast amounts of cum lubricating her for him.
“Did you like it?” Hermione smiled up at him as she sighed happily now that Harry was inside of her again.
Harry had to bite his lip to stop himself from cumming inside of Hermione immediately. “I did,” he got out. “You were so fucking hot.” Merlin, she was still so fucking tight after getting fucked by everyone. Even with all of the lubrication from everyone’s cum mixing together with her creamy juices, her inner walls still tried to hold him in place as he fucked Hermione.
“I’m glad,” Hermione said as a lustful look came over her face. She leaned forward, leaving her mouth right by his ear. “I liked it too.”
That was all it took. With a deep roar, Harry added his own load to Hermione’s cum-filled pussy. His hips kept jerking forward as he spurted out more and more cum inside of her; he had saved up for nearly ten days just to make sure that today would be perfect.
“Mmm,” Hermione moaned happily as Harry filled her back up, replacing the lost seed from the minute that no one was inside of her earlier. “Yes, give it to me!”
Harry shuddered as his cock roared with life. From the look Hermione just gave him, she felt him jump inside of her too.
With a cheeky grin on her face, Hermione grabbed Harry’s ass and forced his cock deep inside of her pussy. “Wanna see how many times you can cum in me tonight?”
This woman was going to be the death of him, but what a sweet death it would be.
