Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism – Ch 8

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism
Chapter 8 – Three is Company

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or
characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any
affiliation with its author

An hour earlier, two compartments along, Fred and George
were talking eagerly with Lee about their recent find in
their brother’s bedroom and what powers it gave them. Lee
had sat, open mouthed and staring as they withdrew the
rolls of parchment and showed him some of the more exciting
spells they contained.

“So let me get this straight, lads” Lee was saying to the
twins. “Harry Potter had this book?”

George nodded. “He did. No idea why, but we found it under
his pillow.”

Lee gaped, staring at the parchment for what seemed the
seventh time. “And you copied a load of it down?”

“Yeah, you idiot, we’ve already said.”

Lee still could barely take it in. He finally managed to
close his mouth, at least, but couldn’t tear his eyes from
the spells that lay before him.

“You’ve used these? They work?”

“Well, we’ve tried one potion” replied Fred. “And it worked
great. Don’t know about the spells, though.”

Lee chuckled. “Who?”

“Some Muggle girls” explained George hastily. “But that’s
not important. What is important is how we can use these.”

“For Weasley’s Wizzard Wheezes?” asked Lee, incredulously.

The twins nodded together.

Calmly, Lee smiled to himself. “Well, lads, I was on the
fence before the summer. But in light of this, I think I’ll
be working with you on your project.”

Fred clapped him on the back. “Great to have you, mate. We
need someone to be our bitch..”

“Watch it, dickhead” warned Lee, laughing. He took one of
the parchments and went to sit on the opposite side to them
reading it intently. Fred and George exchanged a relieved
glance. They needed Lee. And though they had known he would
love to be a part of their venture, it was a relief to hear
it from his own mouth.

To the three’s horror, the door slid open at that very
moment. Lee stuffed his roll of parchment out of sight,
but Fred and George didn’t even bother trying to hide the
mountain of notes that lay next to them on the chair.

To their relief it was just their fellow quidditch player,
Angelina Johnson. She smiled at them warmly.

“Hey guys” she said. “Mind if I join you?”

The twins looked at each other. “Um..” George said, turning
back to her. “Do you mind for a few minutes? We need some
more private words with Lee.”

She rolled her eyes, but laughed and turned to leave. As
she walked away, Lee could be seen admiring her quivering
ass cheeks.

“God, what I’d give to fuck her” he spoke aloud when the
door had slid shut.

Fred looked over at him. “You want to?”

Lee nodded. Then his eyes widened. “Of course! The spells.”
He withdrew the page from behind his back and started to
read it quickly, his eyes scanning it for a spell they
could use on Angelina. Fred and George joined him, until
eventually Lee called them over to look at one he had found
for the three of them. It read:

The Deserio Charm – A spell to be used on a woman. This
charm will cause any woman to immediately crave plentiful
sex, and from as many givers as possible. Use when the
caster is accompanied by willing companions, and have
your way with a slut in the truest sense of the word.
Warning! – As with all spells in the volume, the casting is
undetectable by the wizarding trace but highly
illegal to perform
Warning! – The target will fall unconscious on the casting
of the finito spell, and will not remember any of
the elapsed time in which the spell was enacted

It was indeed suitable, and Fred and George clapped Lee on
the back. They then stowed away their notes, and talked
casually while waiting for the return of the girl they were
going to impale.

After several relaxing minutes, the compartment door slid
open again. She had arrived.

She walked inside to sit next to Fred, but as soon as she
was past him Lee lifted his wand and murmured ‘Imperio
Deserio’.

It took longer than they expected for the magic to start
working. Angelina slowed to a stop, before she turned and
faced the boys. Her eyes were clouded, and hazy. But after
several seconds they cleared and she looked just like
Angelina usually did. Only with a difference.

The look she gave them could only be described as one of
intense longing.

George leaned to his left, and swiftly lowered the blinds
of the compartment windows while locking the door. As he
did that, Fred and Lee got to their feet and closed in on
Angelina. With each seconds that passed her lust seemed to
be growing stronger, as her gaze darted down to the boy’s
trousers and she licked her lips.

“I want you all, right now” she told them bluntly as she
took a step towards them.

“Not a problem, babe” Lee whispered to her whilst reaching
out and pulling open her loose fitting shirt. It slid
slowly off of her shoulders to reveal her slim athletic
figure, and a pair of healthy looking breasts. Angelina
was almost eighteen, a woman in her prime, and boy did she
have the assets to show it. Her ass was firm, and juicy at
the same time, and while Fred took it into his grasp Lee
was desperate to see her delicious looking tits in the
open. He reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.

It fell away to reveal the glorious orbs that adorned her
chest. They matched her dark skin perfectly, with petite
brown nipples topping them like cherries on two cakes.
George, who had joined them by this point, took one of
the nipples in his mouth and pinched it in his teeth. She
moaned softly, reaching down and beginning to slide her
tight leggings off of her long, slender legs.

Fred stepped away from his fellows as they marveled at
her beauty, and started undressing quickly. His trousers
and shirt were off in a flash, where his pants and socks
soon followed. He then stepped forward, brandishing his
rock hard cock for Angelina to deal with.

At the sight of his sumptuous member before her, Angelina
gasped with longing and dropped down onto her knees at
once. She closed in on him and her mouth leant into his
crotch. In one fluid motion her lips locked themselves
around his shaft and she buried him in to the back of her
throat. Fred moaned aloud, savoring the feeling of her
throat gagging on the tip of his cock. He swelled
ominously, threatening to trap his cock inside her
mouth. But he had underestimated her. She was evidently
an experienced cock sucker, and her head began lurching
back and forth over his length. The treatment elicited
gasps of joy from him, and he took her head in his hands
to help her on her way.

While Fred had been enjoying Angelina’s hot little mouth
up front, the others had been busy. George and Lee had
both stripped off, and were working on other parts of
her body. George was knelt next to her, licking her
delicate nipples and feeling her soft tits. Lee stood
behind her, reaching underneath her outstretched legs
and rubbing a finger on her clit. Occasionally he would
tweak it gently, drawing out a whimper from Angelina
that was muffled on Fred’s cock.

After a time of continuing in this fashion, with some
switching of places, the three decided to try for even
better.

Fred got down on the carriage floor, and beckoned the
sweating but exhilarated Angelina over. She followed him
willingly and lowered herself onto him. His cock prodded
at her untouched asshole.

Lee bent low over her, his own cock angling towards her
well whetted pussy. Her lips dripped with moisture, and
she was soaked in anticipation of his large manhood. Lee
was well endowed, with a cock that exceeded nine inches
in length. Many girls had turned him down in fear of his
size, but here was a girl ready to take any amount of
cock to fulfill her desires.

Finally George straddled her neck, and placed the head
of his cock on her lips.

“On three?” he suggested.

They nodded.

“One.. Two… Three!”

At once they forced their way into every one of her
orifices, and Angelina groaned in a delightful mixture
of pain and pleasure. Lee gasped as her pussy spasmed
around his thick member, and a squirt of her juices
seeped out between her legs.

“Bloody hell!” he called out. “I think she just came.”

Fred laughed, cursing as he tried to force more cock
into her virgin asshole. It was obscenely tight, and a
struggle to fit more then four inches into her. He felt
her squeeze tight, then relax. Taking his chance, he
drove into her like a battering ram, and succeeded in
making her squeal as his intrusion was felt.

But the squeal came out muffled, for George was pushing
cock in and out of her mouth like a jackhammer. His
fast, piston like, movements kept her from speaking to
them, so they could only assume she was loving the
treatment. The way she bounced against the cocks that
drove into her, and slurped messily at George’s cock
head as it passed, indicated she was indeed enjoying
herself.

They proceeded to fuck Angelina’s brains out for over
half an hour, trying to give her every single different
combination they could think of. If they were to use
their friend like this, the boys wanted to make sure
she bloody well enjoyed the fuck out of it.

At one point both Fred and George had their cocks next
to each other in her mouth, as she tried to suck on
two dicks at once. It was a strange feeling, to be
rubbing shafts with their twin, but they soon got used
to it. If the year went anything like they wanted, the
twins would probably be repeating the feat before long.

Lee, meanwhile, was ramming all he could of his nine
inches into her well stretched asshole. Even after
taking both Fred and George in there, she was just
too tight for the tree trunk of a cock he possessed.
Lee cursed as he gave up and got to his feet.

“Well, are we done here?” he asked the twins as they
leant back against the wall, panting.

“Yeah, let’s call it a day with this little minx” Fred
replied.

“Wait” pleaded Angelina. “Cum on my face!”

The three of them sighed, then got back to their feet
and encircled her. She knelt in the middle of them like
an obedient school girl, her eyes closed and her mouth
wide open to accept her portion of cum.

They beat off until ready to cum, then let fly, firing
long white ribbons of their warm seed onto her pretty
little face. She blinked and winced as it hit her, but
kept her mouth open and gulped down any sperm that slid
into her gaping throat.

After the fireworks, the three boys really were too
tired to work any more. They sat back on compartment
chairs, and watched as Angelina began licking the cum
from her lips.

For the next half hour they talked casually with each
other about business and where “Weasley’s Wizzard
Wheezes” would take them. As they did so, Angelina
continued to fulfill her seemingly never ending craving
for sexual pleasure. She bounced atop the boys, milking
the last of their cum from their tired cocks. When they
wouldn’t remain hard any longer, she would get down on
her knees and lick the boys balls until they grew for
her again. The spell hadn’t lied, she was a slut in the
truest sense of the word.

When they wanted to get dressed and go find the trolley
for some food, George cast the finito spell on their
fuck toy and watched as she collapsed to the floor,
cum plastered and exhausted. Fred and Lee used scourgify
to clean her up and redressed her. After laying her down
on the seats opposite them they dressed themselves.

“That was.. interesting” commented Fred.

“I’ll tell you what it was, fucking awesome!” Lee laughed
gleefully. “We should do that everyday.”

George laughed with him, and silently agreed. They all
laughed harder when the sleeping girl opposite them
coughed in a cute way, a dribble of white fluid leaking
out of her mouth and rolling down her flushed cheek.

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