Harry stirred in his sleep, slowly waking up as a familiar sensation washed over him, pleasureable and warm. He soon realized what was happening. Someone was sucking his dick. He let his eyes be closed, enjoying the blowjob as he tried to guess who it was. Ginny perhaps? No, this girl, atleast he hoped it was a girl, was far too good at pleasuring him. He groaned out, hips bucking slightly. He heard a slight gagging sound followed by a female giggling. He opened his eyes slightly, his curiosity overpowering him at last. On his bed were Gabrielle and Fleur Delacour. Fleur spoke to her sister in french as she took his cock into her mouth once more, enveloping it in warmth and wetness again. As Gabrielles mouth bobbed up and down, and her tongue swirled around his cock, he could hear Fleur giving advice to Gabrielle on how to improve. Fleur was probably the reason she was so good, Harry reasoned. Gabrielle popped off his cock and gave the underside of Harry’s cock a long lick with her tongue, flicking it when she reached the crown. She planted a dainty kiss on the head and fondled his balls with one of her hands. Harry groaned out, making Gabrielle smile around his cock as she descended once more, slobbering his cock with her saliva.

Gabrielle felt every bump and ridge on his delicious cock. She hummed on his cock, loving to please her saviour. She deepthroated his cock with some effort, gagging slightly as she reached the base. Harry couldn’t believe how that little girl was able to take his cock so easily. He grabbed her head and held her at the base of his cock a little while longer than she had expected, causing her to panic slightly. He let go of her with a grin, and as she came up for a gasp of air, she giggled, her dainty hand stroking his cock while she smiled at Harry, drool and precum running down her chin. Harry reached out to caress her, stroking her hair, gesturing for her to resume her ministrations.

The young french girl showed him a pearly smile and licked her lips, stroking him with both her hands now, her recent blowjob helping her hands move up and down his slick cock. She used her thumbs to spread his precum around the head, causing Harry to moan and buck his hips. Fleur said something in french and Gabrielle sat back on her knees, arms folded in her lap like a good little girl. Harry propped himself up on his elbows, getting a better look at her and fleur. Both of them were in their Beuxbatons blue uniform, except neither were wearing any panties, and he could see that both of them were very wet. Fleur looked at Gabrielle and said something else in french, which seemed to annoy and agitate the little girl, after a brief discussion, Gabrielle shouted out her frustration and left the room.

Harry looked discombobulatedly at Fleur, who just smiled at him. ”I told ‘er to do ‘er ‘omework, I want you all to myself” Fleur said in slightly accented english, stalking towards him on all fours, a predatory smile on her face. She soon reached him, and kissed him deeply. Harry sat there stunned, returning the kiss after a few moment as he regained his composure. Fleur sat back up and crawled out of the bed, walking to the end of it. Harry sat up fully, interested in what she had in store for him. Fleur started dancing to some imaginary music, slowly performing a striptease for him. Harry thoroughly enjoyed the show she was putting on for him, her perfect body revealed bit by bit, but when she turned around, completely naked was when he was most starstruck. 34C tits, perfectly proportioned and not the slighest sag, a hairless pussy that looked so deliciously tight, and that firm, round parisian ass he had enjoyed moments ago. She looked perfect in any sense of the word. Fleur noticed his reaction and smiled. ”I am glad you like my body” She giggled as she crawled towards him, straddling him when she reached his lap.

Gently, she pushed him down into the mattress, Harry letting himself lie back down. ”Just lie back and let me do ze work” she said as she gingerly grabbed hold of his cock and guided him into her wet pussy. She let out a sigh as she descended on his cock, the feeling of a big dick filling her again was amazing. She placed her hands on Harry’s chest and slowly started to move up and down, getting used to his size. Harry moaned, Fleur was incredibly tight on his dick, much more than he would have expected from a girl seemingly as promiscuous as her. Her pussy was like a vice around his cock, warm and wet. Fleur whimpered as she increased her tempo, her moaning increasing in frequency and volume. Harry gently caressed her left breast with one of his hands, his other craddling her lovely bum. He pinched her nipple, causing her to yelp out. Soon, she was flinging herself up and down on his stiff cock, the slap of flesh meeting flesh resounding through the room.

”Yes… Yes… Yes…” Fleur chanted quietly in rythm with Harry’s thrust upwards into her own bouncing. The feeling of his cock penetrating her to her depths was amazing. She was quite surprised that this boy was so skilled at pleasuring women with his dick. She had hardly finished her thought as she reached her first climax of the evening, screaming out in pleasure, she threw her head back, not missing a single beat, her hair flying around with wild abandon. She untied her ponytail as her orgasm subsided, letting her blonde hair fall free around her perfect face. Her eyes was closed in pure pleasure as she felt Harry’s thrusts harder than before. Fleur rode him like she was on a saddle, her bum and breasts jiggling in tune.

It didn’t take long for Harry to sit up and lift her off his cock. He managed to spin her around so that he was presented with her lovely ass. He smacked her ass once for good measure, before lining up his cock with her ass. Fleur tried to protest as she felt the tip of his cock on her hole, but was cut short as Harry spreaed her, impaling her to the very hilt. Fleur screamed out in mixed pain and pleasure, the muscles of her ass squeezing Harry’s cock on instinct. Soon she relaxed her tight passage, allowing the groaning Harry easier access to her most private hole. It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy anal, she just wasnt jused to be taken in such a forceful manner, usually she was the one in charge, and this new change of pace interested and intrigued her, causing her to become even more wet. Harry let one of his hands wander over her back to her blonde hair, grabbing it and letting it flow through his fingers. He slapped Fleur again, lighter this time, not wanting to hurt her or her beautiful body.

Harry groaned in tune with his thrusts, eliciting yelps from Fleur every time his pelvis collided with her ass. Slowly, but surely he felt his end coming, his panting and breathing increasing. Fleur noticed this, so close to cumming herself. ”’Arry, just a little more please” she encouraged him, not wanting to miss a chance at another orgasm. ”I’ll try” was Harry’s simple response, strained as he concentrated on not busting his not inside the french beauty. ”Oui! Oui! OUI!” She yelled out in french as she came again and Harry felt her ass clamp down hard on his cock, bringing him significantly closer to his own end. ”Where do you want my cum?” He asked her hurriedly, his thrusting slowing, not wanting to upset her by cumming inside of her. ”On my back ‘Arry, please do not cum in me” she asked of him, as she lay on his bed, panting from her recent climax. Harry was abit disappointed, but dutifully pulled out, feeling the cooler air on the sensitive head. He aimed his cock slightly above her ass, stroking himself rapidly. Soon he grunted out in pleasure as he came all over her back. He threw his head back as he tried to coax more out, thoroughly exhausted from the ordeal.

He collapsed on the bed next to fleur, lying face to face with her. She moved to kiss him, and he reposnded in kind, their tongues melting together after their shared romantic moment. The only sound in the room was their laboured breathing. After a few minutes of light kissing and cuddling, Fleur whispered something to Harry. ”I won’t be wearing panties anymore, so now you have easy access to my pussy whenever you want.” She looked him deeply in the eyes. ”Anytime you are feeling frisky, just find me and bend me over.” She got up, giving Harry’s cock one last squeeze with her hand. She started to pick up her clothes and atleast make herself somewhat presentable. She turned her head to Harry as she was going out the door. ”Or Gabrielle” She winked at him, smiled and left him alone.

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”Crucio” Draco yelled out, aiming his wand at a girl, chained to the far wall in their improvised classroom. A black bolt hit the girl square in the chest, and she screamed out in pain, tearing futilely at the chains binding her. Tears started to well in her eyes as five slytherins watched impassionately at her pain. The pain stopped and she dangled limbly from the chains. ”Why have you done this to me Draco, why do I deserve this?” the girl pleaded to him. He grinned at her and hit her with another crucio. More screaming issued forth from her, her plight going unheeded in the face of the torture. Another reprieve from the endless pain. ”Crucio!” Pansy shouted at her. The pain was less intense, but still more than enough to cause her to jerk around and scream out, her throat was nearly raw from the intense torture. ”Please, stop…” she sobbed weakly. ”Oh, we will, have no worry.” Draco said arrogantly, walking over to her and lifting her head up. ”Just as soon as we are done here.”

Several hours passed, the torture shifted to other curses which were, thankfully, a lot less painful. It seemed they were done with her, laughing and chatting amongst themselves. Bragging. She wanted them to burn for what they had done. Wanted them to feel a dementors kiss. Her eyes became wide with fear as she noticed Draco walking over to her. ”Well, well. You survived. Good. Would have been a shame to lose such a fine specimen of a girl. Oh, have no worry Cho, you won’t remember this.” He grinned at Cho and drew his wand, holding it to her forehead. ”Obliviate” he said, erasing the memories of her torture.

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The following day, Hermione sat in her lass class of the day, her new favorite class, DADA, enjoying the practical aspects and her handsome teacher. She could hardly focus as Jack demonstrated his rather unorthodox duelling method by accidentally breaking Neville’s nose when he threw a straight right punch that caught poor Longbottom totally unawares. Quickly he had apologized and fixed Neville’s nose up. Hermione bit her lower lip as she felt herself growing slightly aroused. She caught herself daydreaming about him just as he finished the lesson with a final warning of something about doing whatever it takes or something. Hermione stayed behind as the rest of the class left, not an unusual gesture by her, she often did to check up on the homework or extra questions she had.

”Well?” Jack roused her from her dreaming. ”What’s up, Hermione?” he asked her. Regaining her composure, she walked to him as he leaned on his desk, books clutched to her chest. She looked down demurely, blushing ever so slightly. ”Well, sir… I, uh… was hoping that you could help me with… uh… some tutoring with duels?” she managed to stammer out, hopinh that she hadn’t made too much of a fool of herself. Jack crossed his arms, looking at her unimpressed. He saw straight through her. ”Right.” He said as he stiffled a laugh. ”You wan’t some dick, don’t you?” Hermione looked straight at him, confused and overwhelmed by his bluntness. Stunned she just nodded dumbly, not used to someone being so direct. Jack placed his hands on her shoulders. He smirked at her. ”You know what to do” he said as he pushed her gently down to her knees.

Hermione obediently went down on her knees and quickly managed to undo his pants, fishing out his hardening cock. She licked her lips unconsciously, enjoying the sight of such a fine specimen. Shes troked his cock slightly, bringing it to it’s full 9 inches. She gave the sensitive underside a long lick. Hermione looked up at him, slowly stroking his cock, her eyes full of lust. Jack looked down at her expectantly. He knew what he wanted, he wanted to know if hermione knew aswell. Hermione looked at his cock resolutely, knowing that Jack could make or break her future. She grabbed hold of his cock, jerking it off while letting her tongue swirl around the sensitive head. She soon inhaled his cock, her tongue teasing the underside of his head as she bobbed up and down. She felt his hands on her head, not setting the tempo yet. ”That’s a good girl” He commended her, demeaning her. Undaunted, Hermione continued her ministrations. She hadn’t had a cock that tasted this nice before and it drove her nuts. She had to have more. Almost as if had heard her thoughts, Jack forced her head down his cock, as far as she could go, she managed to take about 7 inches before he had to release her so he didn’t strangle her. Hermione gasped as the iron grip on her head was released and she managed to take in a gulp of air, tears had started to slowly form in her eyes, ruining her make-up a bit.

Hermione had sneaked one of her hands down into her panties, where she was surreptitiously playing with her delectable pussy, her other hand still busy at working fondling his balls or stroking his cock. Hermione was surprised that she hadn’t heard him moan or groan. Wasn’t she doing a good job? She redoubled her efforts, desperately wanting to please him. She looked up at him, noticing he had his eyes closed, she smiled and hummed delightfully around his cock, finally eliciting a moan from Jack. It didn’t take long until he was groaning under her ministrations. ”You’re not as bad as I thought” he managed to tell her, making her smile. He looked down at the young girl on her knees, smiling, cock in mouth and eyes full of lust. His hips made an involuntary jerk, and he grabbed her head once more, merely to steady her. Hermione held fast, not stopping her cock-sucking. She wa sslightly disappointed as Jack pulled out of her, pointed his cock at her surprised face and exploded all over her features with a loud groan, drenching her and covering her face with his cum.

Hermione wiped some of his cum off her face with her finger, tasting it and humming in delight. ”Mmm… that’s the best cum i’ve tasted yet. Thank you for that!” she said, still on her knees. Jack smirked, grabbing her shoulders and pulled her up. He lifted her up and laid her down on her back on a table. ”I’m not done with you yet” he remarked as he opened her robe and teared off her bra, revealing her youthful 32B tits. He grabbed hold of one, playing around with her nipple, while gently coaxing her panties off with his other hand. Hermione, like most Hogwarts girls, had shaved her pussy bare, a fashion feature which greatly pleased Jack. He lined up his cock with her pussy and very slowly entered her. Slowly stretching her out. Slowly going deeper. He heard Hermione let out a whimper. ”Faster, please!” she pleaded with him, gyrating her hips to try and coax more of him into her. Jack smiled naughtily. ”Patience, princess. I don’t want to hurt this very tight pussy of yours” He bottomed out on her, the pain that Hermione felt as she accepted the biggest cock she had ever fucked, was evident on her face.

Jack started to slowly saw in and out of pussy, his slick cock making her scream out in ecstacy as the pain she felt was replaced by pleasure. ”Now, Hermione… You really should use this body more often” he said with a strained look on his face, Hermione’s pussy gripping his penis tight, almost milking him. He started to pick up his tempo, much to her delight. Hermione, by now, was whimpering, moaning and screaming out as she recieved the best fuck of her life. He was fucking her pussy, fondling her breasts and taunting her with dirty words. Maybe she should use her body like a whore. No sooner had she finished that thought than her climax reached her, her legs shaking as he continued fucking her throughout it. He felt her pussy clamp down on his cock, making his own release approach. ”Aren’t you the little slut. Maybe you should go undercover, use that pussy for good” he teased her as he grabbed her legs and placed her feet above his shoulders, allowing him to penetrate her even further.

The sounds of their lovemaking was resonating throughout the room as Jack threw his head back and roared out, depositing a healthy load of cum deep inside her womb. ”Ahhh…” he said, exhausted as he laid down carefully on her. ”That was just what I needed” he said again as he looked down at his latest conquest. Hermione was panting, sweating and thoroughly satisfied, her hair plastered to her face, cum slowly leaking out of her used pussy. He pulled out and picked up his wand, pointed it at her and whispered ”Strictorus” a red glow suffused Hermione’s nether regions, and she looked up at him, cum on her face, breathing heavily. ”Wh… what did you do?” Jack smiled. ”Just made sure that sweet pussy stays as tight as a virgins. He smirked. ”Oh and, I do still expect you to have your homework done.” He pulled up his pants and left the classroom, leaving an exhausted and satisfied Hermione with a smile on her face on the desk.

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