The first few days back at Hogwarts had indeed been rather uneventful for Harry. As the days went by, the sense of restlessness grew within him, and he found himself becoming increasingly agitated. The constant routine of classes and studying left him yearning for something more, something to provide an outlet for the pent-up energy and tension he felt.
On one particularly uneventful afternoon, after classes had finally come to an end, Harry made his way back to the Gryffindor common room. As he stepped inside, he immediately noticed Ginny sitting by the fireplace, her expression mirroring his own restlessness. Their eyes met, and in that moment, an unspoken understanding passed between them.
Without uttering a word, they both nodded, a silent agreement to find a way to release the tension that had been building up inside. They needed an escape from the mundane routine and the expectations that weighed upon them.
As if guided by an invisible force, they simultaneously rose from their seats and made their way to a secluded corner of the common room. The chatter of their fellow Gryffindors faded into the background as they locked gazes, their eyes speaking volumes, communicating a shared need for release.
However, they knew that the common room was not the place for such intimate matters. In a daring move, Harry gestured toward the exit, and Ginny nodded in agreement. Together, they slipped out of the common room and into the quiet hallway, their hearts pounding with anticipation.
Unbeknownst to the rest of the students, they made their way to one of the storage rooms just outside the common room. It was a space rarely frequented by anyone, and Harry's wandless charm ensured it was soundproof, granting them the privacy they craved.
Inside the dimly lit cupboard, the air was charged with tension, yet a sense of comfort and familiarity enveloped them. Without hesitation, Harry drew Ginny close, his hands gently tracing her curves, the softness of her skin under his touch sending a thrill through him.
"I missed you, Gin..so...much" Harry muttered between kisses
"Not as much as I've missed you scarboy." Ginny replied as she continued to stick her tongue down her boyfriends throat.
Their lips met in another passionate kiss, and all the pent-up desire and frustration poured into the intimate connection. Time seemed to slow as they explored each other's mouths with a fervent hunger, their bodies pressed tightly against one another.
The heat between them was palpable, and their fingers fumbled with the clasps and buttons of their school robes, eager to reveal the skin beneath. In this moment, nothing else mattered, they love eachother and loved the sex they were about to have.
Finally Ginny's robes came off, exposing her pale skin along with her perky tits, nipples stone-hard with anticipation and excitement. Harry's eyes lit up and he worshipped them, grabbing them, massaging them, and licking them in quick succession. As he was doing so, she unbuckled his belt and pushed his trousers down, showing the tent-like structure forming in his boxers. Feeling inside, Harry grunted into her boobs as she started wanking him off.
He began to slowly nibble and bite her neck, claiming her as his own, which Ginny responded to with a sharp intake of breath and a soft grunt. Ginny continued to pump her hand up and down the length of his shaft inside his boxers, as Harry repeatedly went to town on her nipples, sucking them with as much force has he could, sending waves of ecstasy through her upper body.
Soon though, Harry had had enough and needed to fuck her. But it wasn't like it was with Daphne, there was an emotional attachment with Ginny, a connection that only enhanced the physical act of sex.
"You ready, Gin?" Harry whispered into her left ear, trying to turn her on even more than she already was.
Ginny stopped what she was doing, and looked at him dead in his emerald eyes and replied, "Baby...for you...I'm always ready."
Harry lifted up her skirt, providing a lovely view of her spectacular ass. Delicately, he pulled her thong slightly off to one side, allowing himself room to fuck her. As he was getting ready, he lightly brushed her moist folds with his fingers, picking up some of her honey as he did. He brought his fingers round towards her face, and she opened her mouth, liking her own juices straight off of his fingers.
Harry had waited long enough, and slowly pushed himself forwards into her wet tunnel; the interaction caused both of them to grunt and moan with pleasure as they're bodies became one once again. Ginny's pussy was so incredibly tight, no matter how many times he'd pounded it hard over the summer, and Harry thanked Merlin that is was an elastic organ. Unlike many times previously, Harry wasn't really fucking her, he was making love to her. The combined movements of the pair of them resulted in a perfect alignment of cock and pussy, with Harry's tip grinding against her G-Spot over and over again. Thanks to Harry's silencing charm, Ginny had no need to keep her voice down, and cried out in pleasure with each successive movement.
They kept up this slow and controlled rhythm for minutes and minutes on end, their minds and bodies lost within each others, craving more and more of a connection. Unbeknownst to them, a particular 6th year girl was in need of something from the storage room, the only girl in the house who ever needed anything from that storage room, Hermione Granger.
Hermione, who had been busy trying to rattle through some of her assignments, had run out of parchment mid-way through her Transfiguration Essay. So, she made her way out of the Common Room and turned right towards the Storage room, completely oblivious to what she was about to find. Due to Harry's silencing charm, nothing seemed out of the ordinary as she approached the door. Turning the handle, she walked in with her head down.
Looking up, Hermione was shocked to see Ginny leaning over a spare table, with Harry ploughing into her from behind. She couldn't quite believe what she was seeing and froze for a moment. It was at this moment that both of the guilty parties realised they had a guest. Harry quickly turned around, covering himself:
"Jesus Hermione..." He said, pulling his trousers back up.
"Umm...I'm so sorry...sorry..." The brunette turned to leave and walk out, but something stopped her.
Ginny had grabbed Hermione by the hand, telling her to wait, even though her tits were still practically hanging out of her shirt. She stared at Hermione, trying to figure out what she thought. F
"Do you wanna join in, Hermione?" Ginny asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What...what do you mean?" Hermione asked, flush in the face, still shocked from what she'd been seeing.
"Don't pretend like you don't want to. I've seen the way you were staring at us, especially Harry's thick cock..." Ginny said as she moved closer to the bookworm.
Hermione could only gulp, unsure of what to say. Ginny slowly walked towards her, shutting the door once again. Ginny leaned in, and planted a kiss on Hermione's soft lips, and whispered in her ear.
"His cock feels so nice..."
Hermione took another deep breath, trying to analyse the situation, almost pretending like this wasn't the horniest she'd ever been in her entire life. She could feel her juices dripping down her leg, for both Harry and Ginny to see - and it just turned her on more. Ginny pushed Hermione down onto a chair on the other side of the room. Giving her a quick glance,
"Sit down and watch the show."
Ginny moved over towards her boyfriends, who had been entertained by the interaction between two girls, hoping for one particular outcome. Harry and Hermione had always been good friends, nothing more. But that didn't mean that Harry hadn't looked at her sometimes and dreamed about fucking her brains out, and there had been many a time where he'd caught himself staring at her large breasts for a second.
She pulled his trousers down once again, and there was no teasing this time. Ginny dropped down onto her knees and shoved his entire length straight down her throat. Hermione could only sit and stare at it, wondering how she could do it without gagging, and the muggleborn couldn't help herself and slipped her hand down her skirt, starting to caress her clit. Harry stared at Hermione as Ginny continued to work her magic, her tongue effortlessly gliding up and down his shaft, sending streams of pleasure around his body. With Harry staring at her, Hermione felt a pant of self-consciousness wash over her, although it almost acted to turn her on even more, and Hermione wasn't sure she'd ever been this wet.
Hermione was mesmerised as Ginny over and over again took Harry's entire length into her mouth, slurping and massaging his drooping bollocks as she did. Hermione couldn't take it anymore, she pulled down her skirt and forcefully started pushing three of her fingers in and out of her cunt, which made a squelching sound that both Harry and Ginny found intoxicating. The sight of Harry approaching his inevitable orgasm only pushed Hermione on further, adding yet another finger which she pulverised her pussy with.
As Harry reached his climax, Hermione reached her own as well. Harry shot load after load of hot semen down Ginny's throat, which she didn't quite managed to completely swallow, some of it dripping out of her mouth. At the same time, Hermione - her hair all over the place at this point - squirted a sea of juices all over the carpet, some of the liquid hitting Ginny all over her face, combining with Harry's cum.
The sight of Hermione's explosion sent shivers of desire down both Harry and Ginny. But Harry needed a few minutes to recover, and Ginny had plans. She'd never eaten a pussy before today, but there's a first time for everything. She crawled over towards Hermione, who was still riding the high of her first orgasm, and brushed her tongue across the outer lips of her vibrating pussy.
"Holy...fuckk Ginny.." The brunette managed to gasp out.
The affirms of pleasure only served to push Ginny onwards, and her tongue delved in past her folds, exploring the new attraction it had found. It swirled around, brushing against Hermione's inner walls from all directions, and she could only throw her head back in pleasure. Harry stood behind Ginny. The sight of his girlfriend going down on his best friend was dramatically reducing his recovery time, and Harry could feel himself getting hard once again. Hermione twirled her fingers through Ginny's auburn hair as the younger woman delved deeper into her pussy, lapping up her sweet juices.
Harry tapped Ginny on the shoulder, and whispered in her ear telling her to move round towards Hermione's head., lying down on the table near them. Harry held out his hand, offering Hermione a hand up, which she gladly took, unsure if her legs would support her at the moment. Hermione then positioned herself in the same way that Ginny had when she had walked in on them just a few minutes ago, bent over the table; although this time, Ginny's open legs were in front of her face.
Harry took a brief moment to check his friend out. She was a very curvy woman, with a lovely round ass. It wasn't quite as perfect as Ginny's' not quite as firm, but Harry loved it. He gave her a look and said," You sure about this Hermione?"
Hermione nodded, saying, "Just take it slow."
Soon after, Harry gently pushed into her warm folds. The feeling of a cock inside of her made Hermione gasp as her body adjusted to this new sensation. Harry paused there for a second, with only a few inches inside of her, to give her time to adjust. He let her take control, gyrating back onto his cock at her comfort levels, and with each movement, she took more and more of his cock into her love passage. At the same time, she planted her face into Ginny's exposed thighs, and began to lick her pussy up and down, causing Ginny to moan out in pleasure.
Ginny rather enjoyed the sensation of Hermione moaning into her dripping pussy as she fucked her boyfriend. Harry and Ginny were staring right at each other during the event, with Harry mouthing," I love you so much" to her, which Ginny responded to with a wink and a blow kiss.
With her hymen now broken, and her virginity taken, Hermione was comfortable with the feeling now, and craved more.
"Harry...fuck me as hard as you want...fuck me nowwww."
As was true a lot of time time, Harry never needed a second invitation. He plunged his length balls-deep into Hermione's soaked cunt, with no regard for anything else. He could hear her screams almost escaping out of Ginny's pussy as she ate it out, although, Hermione was finding the task more and more difficult as she was seeming to lose control of her whole body. Harry pounded her and pounded her, and he somehow continued to up his pace. Ginny watched in awe as Harry destroyed Hermione the way that he'd done to her almost daily during the summer, and she knew that her friend would struggle to walk tomorrow.
As all three of them neared their release, Harry decided to do something slightly rogue, and picked Hermione's back legs up off of the ground. The curvy woman's body was now balancing between Harry's arms and Ginny's thighs as Harry slapped her ass, and he heard a small yelp from the girl. The new angle sent Hermione into what she thought was heaven, Harry's cock driving forward into her spongy G-spot again and again and again. Ginny finally found her release, and it wasn't long after that Hermione's pussy tightened around Harry's cock and unleashed another squirting stream out of the gaps in her cunt.
Harry pulled out of Hermione, not wanting an unwanted pregnancy, and proceeded to cum all over the girls pretty face, coating it in his semen. Hermione did her best to lick it all up, and Ginny came over and gave her a helping hand.
After clearing things up, Hermione looked at Ginny, saying, "So you're okay with Harry having sex with other girls?"
Ginny replied smiling, "Well, we found out over the summer that his magical stores seem to enlarge when he has sex with someone new. So, I thought it could be useful - and to be honest, it's so fucking hot seeing him fuck other chicks!"
Hermione blushed at Ginny's comment but nodded in understanding. The three of them looked at each other and started laughing. This year was only getting better.