The Secret Life of Pansy Parkinson

Or at least she had been trying to slink away sexily. Seductively enough to make him call her back, but not so fast that he would try to hex her.

Instead, Pansy walked right into Ronald Weasly. He was wearing his school robes, and when Pansy looked down she saw that he was already sporting a growing errection. Well, the Sex Godess of Slytherin had just walked into his arms, after all. Completely naked.

Deding to use this to her advantage, she rubbed her body against his, noticing his errection growing. Weasly was obviously trying to say something, but was just mumbling incoherent strings of words. Pansy was feeling his errection.

It was as big as Potter\'s had been, not as thick, but longer. She grinned. She had blackmail. In her mind she was thanking Carlson, as she figured out how to get the dream team of dicks to take her together.

\"So, Weasly, tell Potter whatever you wanted to, and then I\'ll have a proposition about this little problem,\" she said, grinning evilly and squeezing his cock.

Weasly just nodde mutely, and walked over to Potter.

\"Look, Harry, how are you mate? I mean, I know what day it is and all, and I... I mean... I don\'t want to remind you or anything... so... uh, let\'s deal with Parkinson.\"

Poor guy, Pansy thought. And he\'s going to be even poorer soon.

\"So, Parkinson,\" Potter said, \"what do you want?\"

\"And what\'s your probosition?\" Weasly added quickly.

\"Patience, love,\" Pansy grinned, \"Well, here goes. I have some evidence of certain things you both have done. Potter, one for you including yours truly and a certain blow-job performance.\"

Potter blushed and looked at Weasly who looked back, shocked and... jealous?

\"And Weasly... I have photographic evidence of certain actions including your baby sister.\"

It was Potter\'s turn to look shocked, and Weasly\'s to blush a deep crimson.

Finally, Potter opened his mouth.

\"So what do you want?\" he spat, though not quite unexpectedly.

\"Unless you want me to tell everyone, starting with Granger, about your little dirty secrets, I will be asking you to do exactly what I want. And judging by the look of that cock, you want to.\"

Weasly, who had lost all color in his face what-so-ever at the mention of Granger, had a rush of color back into his cheeks and ears.

\"And, to start with, I want you to call me Pansy, and I\'m say Harry and Ron, OK?\" they nodded, \"and now I want you, Ron, to take off all of your clothes and get into the hot tub.\"

He took off his robe, and Pansy looked him over appraisingly. He didn\'t look bad, but slightly too tall and gangly.

Ron stepped into the hot tub.

\"Then I want you to touch eachother until you\'re close, then I want you to fuck me. I promise, I\'m good. And I know that you two wanted this. And do to me what you want, just make me scream for you.\"

Ron and Harry did as they were told.

Then Pansy slipped into the hot tub.

She slid right onto Ron\'s lap, and pulled his errection between her legs, rubbing it on one side with her pussy and on the other with her plams and finger tips.

Then she leaned over, and took the tip of Harry into her mouth, sucking and nipping.

But she soon stopped, feeling them close. Then she wriggled her butt, rubbing against Ron\'s penis, and pulling Harry by his own over to her opening.

She slipped her butt hole onto Ron\'s waiting errection, and let Harry slip his dick into her front.

Surprisingly, the two moved in sync, causing Pansy to be pushed forward and backwards, in rythm, by their rough thrusts.

Their fuck was short, until Ron and Harry came together, shooting their seed inside of Pansy, towards eachother. Soon after, Pansy came, too, and as soon as she had, she slipped out of the hot tub.

She watched for a second as Ron and Harry began to finger eachother, and grinned. Yet again, she had helped someone who she actually hated, and had a lot of fun at the same time.

Pansy slipped on her robe and snuck back up to the Slytherin Common Room. This had been an eventful night.