Girls & Boys

So, thanks for those reviews, guys. As I mentioned before, JoeHundredaire posed a challenge to me and I accepted. The things he wanted to see included Luna in a moresome, Luna turning into a domme on Harry, and then eventually turning Harry into a girl and putting her in a similar position as her earlier group outing. I had first expected to tell the story in three chapters, but uh, that ain't going to work seeing as I don't know how to write sex in brief terms. It will most likely be 5-6, however, unless I get a flurry of demands for more. We'll see. The first chapter was a bit rushed for my liking, so I tried to take a bit more time with this one. Oh, and the song lyrics the story started off with are from Blur's "Girls and Boys", 'natch.



Hope you enjoy it.







Chapter 2







“Oh, Gods, Luna, do that again, do—whOAH! Yeah, fuck, yeah, Merlin, that’s good. Oh…oh, oh, OHHHHH! Unnnngghhh!”





Harry howled on that last thrust. Luna had come down on his prick and squeezed tight with her slickened walls; so snug around his hot flesh and making him mad with the teasing. She’d been doing this to him for the last half hour now and he wanted to come so badly he was about to cry. However, Luna had expressly forbid him that luxury until she was ready, she said, and he was trying his best to be dutiful to her demand. He opened his eyes and looked up at the dishwater blonde as her body rose once more to hover just above his cock. A chill hit the wet skin of the shaft, so soaked in her juices, and he shivered with delight at the extra sensations it provided. His balls felt ticklish at the drops of her pearly dew rolling down in a tantalizing trickle. Not that he could do anything about it, he mused. Harry Potter, boy wizard and Gryffindor Quidditch captain was currently tied to the Ravenclaw’s bed and quite possibly loving every minute of it. Luna waved her wand once again and he watched her body plummet, landing on his stiffened knob so hard that he saw white spots in his vision for a brief moment. The girl gripped his waist tightly as she ground her pussy into him like she was scraping his bollocks right off.





“OohhhhhhffffUUCCCKKKKK!!!!” Yes, Harry would not be able to endure much more of this.





He’d been coaxed to come up here after breakfast, once the rest of the students had head out for the first Hogsmeade weekend of the year. The boy had been looking forward to the jaunt himself, but when Luna pulled him aside before he could leave the Great Hall and promptly informed him that she would be fucking his brains out up in her dorm room as soon as the Common Room had cleared out, well, he could hardly refuse, could he? It wasn’t until she had dragged him to the door with the eagle’s head knocker which expected an answer to a really confusing riddle before they were let in that he suddenly recalled that boys typically were barred from making their way up the stairs to the girls’ dormitories. Perhaps the Ravenclaw tower was different? He’d asked Luna on the way through the very blue Common room, curiously glancing around the stately interior where the Ravenclaws got to hang out with its fancy bookcases and starry carpet while they walked before coming to a stairwell behind a door set up much like the Gryffindor dorms. When he asked if the girls had an alarm on their side, Luna had described the exact same deterrent system in place, but she seemed none too concerned about it. Of course, a second later when Luna perfunctorily declared, Wingardium Leviosa, and his feet had left the floor as he rose to the ceiling, he felt a little foolish as the eccentric girl had calmly grabbed hold of his ankle and proceeded to drag him up the stairs as if he were her balloon.





When she’d suggested binding him, he’d felt a bit funny about it at first. Well, that was a bit weird, wasn’t it? Then again, he’d been doing an awful lot of weird, strange, wonderful things with her lately that all resulted in him having first-rate, mind blowing orgasms, so perhaps it would be better to just leave it in her hands, he surmised. Now here he was, strapped down to the girl’s bed in her empty dorm, the curtains of her four poster wide open where anyone could see them if they chose to waltz in; his hands pulled taut above his head and his legs spread open, knees bent over each side of the mattress and his ankles bound to the bottom frame. Harry felt completely exposed and vulnerable like this, but had to admit that it had gotten him quite aroused to have to give up all control to the wild girl. He would never have guessed that the young witch who was so enthusiastic about Snorkacks and Nargles would be this wondrous sexual succubus who apparently loved to do everything and anything to the Boy-Who-Lived. It had been a revelation for him, really. But Luna was no demon, just a really, really dirty girl who had a seemingly endless supply of ideas on how to make him come like a banshee. Actually, that part was a bit embarrassing; he was pants at keeping his exuberance contained, but Luna apparently loved the girly sounds he made and encouraged them often in a variety of delicious ways.





Harry recalled how he’d come across Luna in the clinch of a three-way with those two Slytherin prats. Vaisey and Nott? Ugh. He had seriously questioned her judgment many times since seeing that, but she had convinced him that it was only a one-time thing and she had been rather curious about sex. The boy had been so shocked at first at the tryst he’d walked in on, and more than a little turned on if he were being truthful, but he had been all set to slink out of the room that he’d snuck into with the express purpose of tossing off when he’d noticed that the girl being fucked at both ends was none other than his spacey friend. He’d immediately felt the need to intervene, sure that they had been taking advantage of her somehow, even if she didn’t exactly look put upon at the moment. When Luna had propositioned him so boldly not two seconds after the boys had slithered out of the room, his brain had practically melted. He couldn’t believe what was happening when she’d pulled down his pants and given him his first introduction to sex with another person.





The blowjob had been amazing, but then she had kissed him and he’d slowly come out of his shock and gotten into the idea of getting off with her. Luna was a very sensual girl, he noted appreciatively. Later that night when she’d cornered him as he was on his way to the Gryffindor tower to tackle his homework, his mind totally lost in the clouds as he reminisced on her pink tongue swirling around his prick, he had let her take his hand and pull him into one of the broom cupboards while she slipped out of her knickers and promptly climbed onto his erection sprung free from his trousers. Merlin, but it had been fucking fabulous. It had continued to happen every day, too; at least two to three times a day, until he’d finally gone and made if official, declaring to the school that she was his girlfriend when they’d arrived together arm in arm in the Great Hall one morning. Somehow, he’d felt as surprised by the development as much as everyone else.





Luna was a demanding girlfriend, too, he soon realized. Although, the girl had no interest in following certain romantic protocols during the days, once she had him all to herself she was adamant that he keep up with her sexual appetites. Wow, and Luna really, really liked sex; a fact that continually amazed and delighted him. He’d had no idea that girls could be obsessed with it as much as boys were, but she had blown that fallacy out of the sky. It made him rethink Hermione and Ginny in a whole new light, wondering what kind of fantasies they had and how often they masturbated. Luna loved to masturbate in front of him, although it would routinely end with him diving his tongue into her quim to finish her off. Merlin, he loved that, too. He hadn’t ever thought about the possibility before, but when she’d positioned him right at her flower and requested that he pleasure her, he discovered that he was a natural at it. The feel of her folds squishing against his lips and the luxurious slide of his tongue inside her as her intoxicating scent filled his nose was like getting high off an illegal drug, he’d marveled. He would devote as much intensity to the practice that he would apply to a Wronski Feint during a championship game. And when Luna had one day decided that she’d wanted to feel his tongue up her bum instead, he hadn’t even hesitated; seeing as she was always so clean and fresh smelling, anyway.





Luna suddenly moved sharply and brought him out of his daze. She’d been winding her hips as she rode him into delirium, but now she was bringing her knees up and turning her body; twirling her cunt on his dick as she rotated herself around in a slow bounce and glide. Harry was ready to start screaming again as the pressure in the base of his bollocks grew ready to explode, but he gritted his teeth and held on while she moved, finally ending her sit and spin as she faced him once more. The blonde girl’s eyes were sparkling devilishly beneath her hooded eyelids; quite a different look for her when those orbs were so often wide and all-encompassing, but he hadn’t much time to think on it before she was twisting his nipples between her nimble fingers and goading him into a more vocal review.





“Do you like that, Harry?” she asked breathlessly.





“Oh, God, yes, I fucking love it, pinch them harder, luv. Oh! Fuck all, my God, Lu, that twirling was awesome,” he moaned for her.





His eyes opened and blinked as he felt his glasses being removed, wondering what she had planned next. Even though he couldn’t see her very well, he saw enough to appreciate her form and her blonde, gleaming hair. The boy felt her slide off of his cock before he saw her moving, but his poor eyesight could at least make out that she was raising her legs up in the air so that she was perched in a handstand over his pelvis. He stared fascinated as she curled her feet over her head and then rolled her body down in her continuing gymnastic trick until her legs were swooshing past his face and her twat was suddenly looming over his mouth. By the time Luna had descended on him, the boy already had his tongue enthusiastically out and eager for her taste. She sighed sweetly as soon as he was inside her and then he was quickly probing her petals to coax forth more divine nectar; sucking on the nub that caused her breathing to speed up and pant in the sexiest sound he’d ever heard.





“Mmmmm, Haaarr-eeee,” she moaned, and it was all the boy could do not to lose his wad right there and shoot it into the back of her head like a cannon. His cock was so hard, that constant pulsing becoming its own heartbeat; and it missed her quim already, even though he was enjoying licking out her bits. Yet he hadn’t been at it long when she’d turned over onto her stomach and straddled him over his chin, so that he’d had to lift up his head to get back into her gash. He felt her small grip back on his knob and expected that he’d have the supreme pleasure of doing a sixty nine with her for the next quarter hour or so, but was surprised when she only gave the head a few licks and then bent back his prick as her hands ventured lower. He heard her sucking on something that was not his dick and when he felt the warm, wet probe at the puckered hole beneath his tackle, he jerked a little at the touch. Luna shushed him and went back to working her fingers inside that small opening, but Harry was getting a bit alarmed and began to protest.





“Uh, Lu, I don’t know if I’m going to be into that. It feels a bit odd. Why would you want to do that to me, anyway?”





“Oh, relax, Harry, and I think you’ll like it just fine. You asked me about it the other night, so I’m going to show you what I felt,” she explained.


They had met up in the Room of Requirement a few evenings ago and Luna had asked him to have anal sex with her. Harry had been very doubtful that he would like it, at first, but of course, she had proven him wrong. This was yet another sexual activity that Harry had been essentially innocent of. He’d certainly never heard any of his dorm mates mention it before, nor the older boys back home. The idea that people found this sexy seemed lost on him until his cock had been firmly lodged in her arse and he wanted to cum almost immediately. Un-fucking-believable, he’d sworn as he fucked her like a man possessed. But to be on the opposite end of that? He was still a little unsure. Luna’s two slim fingers were penetrating him and he squirmed a bit to get comfortable, but when she’d gone all the way in, it had felt exceedingly strange and like his body was ready to reject the intrusion. However, the determined witch started to slowly thrust them in and out until Harry had loosened up his taut nerves and expelled his breath right into her open cunt. He focused on the wet pink mass in front of him and let her do what she wanted, and within a short amount of time was totally stunned to realize he was getting quite into it; spreading his thighs a bit more and even lifting his bum as far as the restraints would allow so she had better access.





When her fingers started to brush up against a small area inside him, his breathing stopped and he arched his back; his arse straining off the bed as stars shot into his periphery. He keened into her pussy to feel the exquisite sensation as she continued to rub the spot. Gods, he needed to come NOW. He was just about exclaim that he couldn’t hold on any longer when she suddenly removed her twat from his drenched face and scooted her body down his torso, leaving a wet trail in her wake. Harry felt too lost in his haze of pleasure to concentrate on what she was doing, but in moments he could feel her position her rear end over his weeping cock and tuck it in between her tight buttocks until the wet glans was sliding back and forth along her own wrinkled bud. He groaned deeply once he realized what he was in for next, and almost instantly she was sliding back down on his prick in that incomparable snug heat. Luna took no time at all before she was bounding like a puppy on his solid rod of muscle and he gave up any last vestiges of his composure and began shouting his praise to any deity he could think of.





Soon, the girl was twisting down on him so hard his pelvis felt bruised and when she came in her soprano a few seconds later, Harry felt a thread of relief knowing that he would be granted permission to have his own climax. He begged her for his release, begged her to let him suck on her tits, but she told him to wait one more moment while she climbed off of him and scurried to drop her head down past his barely controlled erection and move to take in the tight, wrinkled sacs of his balls into her mouth. She sucked hard and Harry’s sight went black, then red, then an explosive kaleidoscope of color until he could feel the burn flood him as white ropes of spunk shot out of him in a wayward launch. Luna quickly slammed her lips over the top of his gob and drank up the last of it, which was still quite a lot as the boy felt like he’d just let go of a deluge. As he recovered, his chest heaving while he attempted to draw air back into his lungs, the girl was suddenly straddling him with her face bent down low to his. Harry reached up to kiss her when he noticed that her cheeks were puffed out as if holding something liquid inside. A dawning hit him that she was waiting to empty the remains of his issue right back into his mouth and he grew a bit weirded out again. Yet, he had no time to dwell on it as Luna grabbed his face in her hands and dropped her load into his startled gob. Her tongue shot into his wet cavern and he was suddenly drinking down his own sperm. His mind boggled while his mouth automatically reacted to hers, the two of them swirling what was left between their feisty, mealy tongues until it was all gone and he was back to breathing somewhat more easily.





When Luna pulled away, she beamed at him and the boy couldn’t help but return the smile. She was electric. He should never doubt her, he decided.





“Gods, you’re amazing, Luna. Can I suck on your breasts now, please?” he entreated again. He jostled his body under her a bit as he noticed that he’d lost some feeling in his wrists and the bottom half of his legs.





“Perhaps when I come back, Harry; I think it’s time for a shower, now.” With that, she was climbing off of the boy and down from the bed as she padded over to her wardrobe to pull free a towel and grabbed the shampoo bottles on the top space of her dresser. Harry’s eyes narrowed as he watched, expecting her to come back and untie him any moment, but she seemed to be heading for the bathroom, instead.





“Er, Lu? Aren’t you forgetting something?” The girl looked back at him quizzically as if she couldn’t begin to guess what he might be referring to. He made motions with his head to his bound arms and tried to move his body in the restraints again as a reminder that he was currently constricted.





“Oh, you’ll be fine until I’m done, Harry. I still have a few things to do to you,” she suggested mysteriously as she turned to head back to her destination.





“But wait—Lu! You—you can’t leave me like this? It’s—it’s afternoon! People will be coming back soon. What if one of your roommates walks in here while you’re still in the shower?!” he spluttered with some panic.





“Yes, that would be quite awkward, I should think,” Luna agreed, but then shrugged her shoulders as if to suggest it was beyond her control. “Let’s hope they are understanding about it if this comes to pass.” She then turned on her heel and skipped towards the girls’ toilet.





“Lu? Luna! Wait!” The boy shouted to no avail, however, as only silence answered his desperate beckon and then the sound of water spraying. Harry slumped back down on the bed and panicked for another second before using all of his strength to tug at his binds. Nothing; there was no help for it, he was stuck here. He closed his eyes and willed that no one in Luna’s dorm would be returning in the next half hour or that Luna would rush through her shower, one of the two. This predicament would be a bit hard to explain, he imagined.





But then did his classmates really expect that Harry and Luna were having sex? The young wizard had a sneaking suspicion that they did not. None of his friends had alluded to it and Harry had been too shy to broach the topic with his dorm mates once they were all in bed. Even though sex was a regular subject discussed, particularly between Seamus and his mate Dean, it was always talked about in an out-there kind of mentality. No one was sharing details of their own personal sex life just yet and Harry burned to find out if his best mate, Ron, was up to shagging with Lavender Brown yet. It was hard to pick a time to ask him about it, though. The trio were a prickly item right now, what with Hermione clearly being jealous of Ron’s ditzy new girlfriend, albeit one ditzy lass with the most drool-worthy tits in the whole school. Gah, Harry was dying to ask the ginger boy if he’d had a chance to suck on those awe inspiring Bristols yet. They were truly magnificent and Harry had been more than a bit envious the first time he’d seen them getting off in the Common Room, her boobs smashed up against his chest. Lucky bastard, he sighed.





Not that he didn’t love Luna’s more than satisfactory globes of flesh, because he did; truly. They were a nice size to be certain and he wasn’t just about a girl’s bits, anyway, he insisted to his overly stimulated brain, but then to have such a huge, jiggly bob of flesh in your face would be so lovely, he fantasized. Just mashing your face straight into that deep cleavage and being encased by them; ah, glory! So soft, so pendulous, so inviting—he was starting to realize he might have a bit of a fancy for them. Seamus liked to refer to himself as an “arse man”, so Harry supposed he must be a tits-loving sort of fellow. Curse those blasted robes that covered everything up. That was one of the reasons he so looked forward to Hogsmeade weekends; the girls all wore their regular clothes and had a tendency to wear the tightest fits when they were getting dressed up for the visit. That was how he’d learned his female best friend had quite a pair herself which seemed to have blossomed last year. It was the only way he could rationalize how Ron had yet to notice that Hermione was obviously interested and was not currently sitting somewhere with her tongue down his throat: he surely must have been blindsided by the wonder of the Lavender bosom.





Oh, Gods, thinking about all these boobs was just giving him another hard-on, he realized, and he needed to pee, too. He still couldn’t believe Luna had just left him here. Well, maybe he could. She was a bit of an odd duck, wasn’t she? Harry got the increasing sense that she just might be an exhibitionist, too, with some of the things she had exposed him to. Being such a point of fascination for the student body and most of the Wizarding world, Harry couldn’t really understand that desire, as he craved anonymity and to be left alone in peace. Yet, Luna had still managed to get him to crawl under a table and eat her out right at the Hallowe’en party with everyone walking about unawares. Knowing that just anybody could have taken a gander under the tablecloth and seen him did spur on some excitement and he wondered how Luna was able to keep a straight face as he plowed his tongue deeper inside of her. Even so, once he’d crawled up nonchalantly and resumed sitting next to her, he might have caught Hannah Abbot’s attention for she seemed to stare at him with big eyes for the remainder of the evening. And that had been after dating Luna for a mere week. He determined that it was probably a good thing that he didn’t have any classes with the creative witch as he shuddered to think what she might make him do during a Potions lesson. Actually, that might be quite fun, he giggled into the empty room.





He glanced around the room once again to notice more of the details. It really was quite posh in here, but not too girly, which he appreciated. Luna was really not a very typical teenage girl at all when it came to acting like a silly twit. He imagined that was one of the things he liked about her so much. That and her insatiable need for cock, he admitted to himself. Well, hopefully, just his cock. The image of her with those two arseholes still disturbed him. Although, now that she had opened his eyes to the many pleasures of sex, he was taking a very avid interest in a lot of girls that had previously annoyed him. Like, that Romilda Vane who was always following him around like a puppy dog was right creepy, but he wouldn’t mind seeing her on her knees with her gob around his meat, if he was going to be totally honest. And just the other day he’d had the strangest daydream about Katie Bell—gods, her tits were gorgeous!—when he’d been watching her absentmindedly during lunch. He hadn’t meant to gawk, but the visual of him fucking her across the dining room table while everybody watched had been quite powerful and out of nowhere. His erection had sprung up hard and fast and when he looked back over to the Ravenclaw table with some guilt on his face, Luna had been staring at him with a mysterious smile. She’d managed to pull him into another dusty classroom not ten minutes later and swallowed his prick down her throat like a pro. Yes, she was definitely good to have around.





She was funny, too, he appreciated abstractly. Luna had a very dry sense of humour that not a lot of people caught on to, but he was noticing the more he spent time with her. She shared a mordant criticism of her classmates often with him that he had found shocking at first. He had always expected Luna to be so forgiving and a bit of a pushover, but that was not the case at all. In fact, he had discovered she could be quite commandeering, a trait that got him more than a little aroused. Luna was so vocal and adamant about what she wanted from him and Harry was finding it very easy to accommodate her wishes; even preferred, really. It’s not like she didn’t make it worthwhile for him. Everything she pushed him into he eventually enjoyed, even when he doubted her at first. Yeah, she was a bit brilliant at that, really.





He turned his head when he suddenly noticed that he could no longer hear any water running. His head strained to look back, but without his glasses it was all fuzzy, anyway. Happily, though, he could see Luna’s shape bounce into the room, her feet padding lightly on the carpet as she approached him. It looked like her hair was up and she was wearing a towel around her middle.





“Hey,” Harry croaked. His arms really were getting quite numb, now.





“Hello.” Luna smiled at him provocatively and Harry’s hard-on started to rise in anticipation. Damn, he still needed the loo.





“Are you going to let me go now?” he asked in a hopeful plea. Luna sat next to him and stroked his belly, making him purr and his prick bounce towards her like an overeager pet waiting for a pat on the head.





“In a moment. Your limbs must be a bit sore, though,” she guessed. “I think I’ll move you ‘round so you can get some blood moving.” Instead of untying him, however, she leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips. Harry gave back with some enthusiasm and before long they were snogging passionately. Merlin, her tongue was wicked. When her fingers lightly trailed up to his right nipple and started to barely rub it, the boy twitched like a coffee addict during late afternoon and started moaning for her to fuck him. My God, but he was a total slut, wasn’t he?





“Hmm, you seem pretty stimulated still; I think I’d like to take advantage of this state.” She moved off the bed and started to walk away, but before he could protest, she had already pulled an object from one of the drawers and was on her way back to him. Harry felt something long, cylindrical, and heavy rest on his torso while she went to adjust the ties around his wrists.





“What is that? What are you going to do? Aaahhh, shite, that smarts,” he complained as the feeling suddenly came back in his hands and forearms. Luna massaged the muscles in his left arm before moving it to the side of the headboard and reaffixing it there. She leaned over him to take care of the other one and the randy teen tried to tear away her towel with his teeth so he could take advantage of the close proximity of her tits so close to his face. He was not successful, though, and he pouted as she pulled away from him breasts unscathed. His arms were in a different stretch now so at least he was able to redirect the strain on them and relax a bit. She started to move to his feet and he repeated his question, yet Luna stayed silent on the matter and only smiled in her enigmatic way. It kind of got him a little hot. Okay, maybe a lot.





Once she’d unraveled the knots at his feet and brought them up to the top edge, she’d plopped his ankles at the corners of the footboard and rebound him. He was now completely spread-eagled and his legs raised a bit so that his bum shifted and his anus was on display. He was starting to feel uneasy again.





“Uh, what’s this about, then, Lu? Are you going to tell me, or am I just suppose to—Whoa! Fuckin’ ‘ell, give a bloke a warning!” he screamed as Luna’ had taken the object and began to poke it into his hole.





“Don’t worry, Harry, I lubricated it for you, but it might be a bit cold. I can warm it up, if you’d like,” she offered sweetly.





She went right back to inserting what he now had to assume was her dildo. He’d seen it before when she had asked him to use it on her arse while she rode his dick, or during the many times she masturbated for him. He hadn’t ever expected to be on the receiving end of it, though, and his distress was back as he wondered how different it would feel to a few delicate fingers. What was more galling, however, was before she could even breach the ring of muscle there that he was gripping tightly closed, a small toot could be heard escaping from his rear end and he burned with the embarrassment forcing him to get a bit pushy for once.





“Lu!! If you’re going to play with my arse, you’re going to have to let me visit the loo! You’ve left me tied up here for a while, you know; let me spend a penny, for fuck sake!”





Luna only tightened her lips inward to cover up her impish grin, but she relented and used her wand to untie him all at once. He hurried off the bed and made a dash for their toilet, his muscles screaming the whole way, but determined to not make a further spectacle of himself. By the time he returned, feeling more washed up and in control of his bodily functions, she was serenely sitting in the middle of the bed cross-legged waiting for him with her wand in her lap. He stood before her with his arms crossed defiantly and the ropes still dangling from his wrists and ankles.





“Feel better now, Harry?” she asked innocently. Harry fumed.





“What are you planning on doing to me, Luna? I think I have the right to know. You only just put your fingers in my bunghole for the first time today and already you’re graduating me to the dildo you use for yourself. Give me a minute to sort it out, luv. Don’t you think I could use some time to work up to these things?” he asked stridently. Luna looked back with her calm attitude and let her lip curl up with a bit of mischief in her twinkling silvery-grey eyes.





“I just wanted to play with you, Harry,” she claimed with what he perceived as mock contrition. “Your body is so lovely and I wanted to give you a really good climax. You just need to relax more, and I promise it will feel wonderful. I told you that I like it when you do it to me. Just trust me, won’t you?”





The boy sighed mightily and let her drag him back to bed, her wandwork quickly getting him knotted back into his previous position. When she started off by kissing his chest and working her way down to his stomach, he breathed out heavily and let some of the tension release from his body. Luna stroked his thighs and under his kneecaps, making him slightly ticklish but putting him at ease at the same time. She licked and sucked on his left nipple until he was giving her small sighs of pleasure, so that when she went to slide the dildo back into his rectum, he did feel much more open to it, trying to recall how pleasurable it had been earlier. There was still a bit of adjusting to do, and he squirmed a bit as she pushed deeper, but ultimately, the weight was settled into his cavity with some tingling to his bollocks. When her breath ghosted over the head of his prick, his arse cheeks tightened automatically and the pressure in the base of his spine was like a mainline to his cock and nipples. He moaned deeply and gave in to the sensations, closing his eyes as Luna started to gently slide the instrument in and out of him, until he soon heard a humming and felt her hands elsewhere upon his body, the dildo seemingly moving of its own accord as it vibrated lightly.





Luna licked his armpits and suckled his neck, pinched at the wrinkled nips on his chest and let her hands explore every inch of his body. It felt glorious and the sounds of his desire were coming fast and free from his lips. He tried to keep it to a minimum, but it all felt too good and the overload of stimulation left his mouth in a constant stream of moans and whines and murmurs. It was so embarrassing; he was a bloody girl, for God’s sake.





“Luna, can you bring the curtains down now and put up a silencing spell, please? I’m starting to feel really paranoid and it’s interfering with my, uh, having it off. I’m sure there are people back already.” He kept a solicitous tone as he hoped she would indulge him this time.





The girl gave him a pat on his belly before picking up her wand and enshrouding them in the royal blue folds. He felt better almost immediately. She gave him an inquisitive stare, though, when he waited for her to cast the Silencing Charm.





“I do love the noises you make, Harry. It’s one of my favorite things about having sex with you. But I think I’d like to test your control this time. Let’s see how well you do trying to keep quiet with a bit of help.”





Before Harry could glean her meaning, she was retrieving one of her silk blue and bronze ties from the foot of the bed where her uniform hung over the middle of the end board. His eyes grew big as she brought it towards him and then fit it across his mouth so that it slipped inside, lifting up his head so she could tie it tightly behind his wave of thick locks. He gave a practice cry into the gag and his muffled protest brought a smile to her lips.





“Yes, let’s see how that works for you, Harry. Mustn’t get too loud now, or someone might hear you, isn’t that right?” She really was a naughty thing, he stared back gobsmacked.





She was back to tending to his ballsac, however, so Harry let himself drift back into his trance as she manipulated the skin just under his tackle, then running her hand up and down his cock in a slow moving rhythm, taking time to pinch her fingers along the frenulum and pressing her thumb in between each testicle as her tongue swirled the glistening tip of his cock. He could feel the dildo angled to rub against that round bulb inside of him and the pleasure was hypnotizing as he felt his sperm building. He wouldn’t last long in this mode. As if Luna heard his thoughts, she pulled back and took her hand away, moving back up to his face and straddling his stomach. Even though she still wore the towel, Harry could feel how wet her cunt was as the flow puddled unto his skin and she rubbed her bits against him. She smiled at him again and he felt very protected in that moment, so soothed and cared for as she bent her head down and licked the top and bottom of his lips that were free from the gag. He knew he was drooling all over her tie as it cut into the corners of his mouth and his tongue pressed against the material. He didn’t seem to mind it, though, his gaze never leaving her face as he grew quiet and enchanted.





Of course, a second later when he heard voices looming into the room, his whole body went taut as piano wire and his eyes bulged out of his head in a good imitation of Luna’s usual look of curiosity. The blonde’s smile turned downright feral as she moved her body downwards and slid her twat right over the head of his prick to sit down heavily. His pelvis thrust up in reaction as he tried vainly to keep his muffled scream in check. Gods, she was trying to kill him, he wailed in his head. The sound of two girls speaking to each other were now just outside of the curtains and Harry maintained his stiff pose as if trying to prevent any further noise to draw attention to them. Then Luna started to move; her hips snapping as she wound her bottom and pressed down hard on his cock. He could feel how deep he was penetrating her and the groan escaped him before he could recover.





“Luna? Are you back?” a female voice inquired of the unseen duo. Harry made frantic shaking movements with his head, but Luna turned to the girl outside of the dark blue velvet and sang back in her tinkley, breathy tone.





“Yes, Su Li. I’m here,” she answered confidently. There was a stirring in the area between the two beds and then Harry heard shuffling towards them. It was like watching an accident in slow motion as he had no power to do anything about it.





“I didn’t see you anywhere in town, today, are you feeling okay? Is there anything—Oh!” A young Asian girl with black straight hair set in a short bob and wearing square framed glasses had poked her head into the parting of Luna’s four poster. Her mouth stayed frozen in a perfect ‘O’ while her eyes stared agog. Luna looked back with barely any acknowledgment that she was currently sitting astride the prick of her very naked, bound, and gagged boyfriend. Harry whined his distress but she seemed impervious.





“Oh, hello, Su; I didn’t mean to startle you,” she explained distantly. Her mouth curved into a very engaging, genuine smile the next second, however, as she introduced the stunned girl to the boy underneath her. “Harry and I were just having some fun in here while everyone was out. Have you met Harry Potter before?” Even as she spoke so matter-of-factly, her inner walls were squeezing Harry’s shaft again and he moaned helplessly as his back arched. He turned his now bright red face away from the girl as she stuttered.





“Uhhh-well-um-I-uh, no. No, I’ve never met him…personally,” she finished somewhat assuredly.





Then it got even worse as another voice came up behind the brunette and asked what was going on. Before he could comprehend what the hell was happening, another face peeped into the blue screen, eyes going in the familiar goggle as another mouth dropped open.





“Mmmmuuummaa!!” he tried to yell, but Luna’s interest seemed to be solely on the girls in front of her as her eyes narrowed and her expression turned just the scariest bit shrewd.





“Lara, did you have a nice time in Hogsmeade?” Luna asked pleasantly. The girl only gaped some more at Harry before turning back to the blonde witch with a measure of awe in her response.







“Err, yeah, it was…lovely, thanks. Uh, Luuu-na, why is Harry Potter naked in your bed?” she ventured. Luna looked down at Harry as if she’d just noticed he was there.





“Oh, well, I was just telling Su Li that Harry and I stayed behind to play around some. We were having a lovely time, too.” She looked back with her face placid and smooth, but Harry trembled when he heard the next sentence out of her mouth. “Would you like to join us?” He whipped his head back and forth between Luna and the girls’ faces with his eyes bulging; disbelieving that they were about to have visitors to their sexcapades.





Su Li glanced at her smaller, ringlet-wearing blonde cohort with the wide blue eyes looking like a doll in a shop window and then gazed back at Luna with some suspicion. “Are you sure? You both look a little, er, busy at the moment. Maybe we should leave you alone.”





“Don’t be silly, it’s quite all right. Harry here likes to try new things all the time. He’s quite the adventurer, you know, as you may have heard. We were just experimenting with the ropes today. I had to make sure there were no Wrackspurts in the area before I could tie Harry up, but it is a good thing that the season is keeping them mainly in hibernation for now. Have you seen a naked boy up close yet?” she asked them nonchalantly.





Both girls looked at each other again before shaking their head fervently. Luna then raised her body off of Harry as his dick popped out from her cunt, seating her form back a bit so that she was kneeling in between his spread legs. Harry’s astonishment continued to mount as he watched his glistening and coated knob spring up from its protected channel to be seen in its full glory before wilting somewhat as the girls ogled it like it was another entity. He wished he could see better, but then perhaps he didn’t. The little blonde gasped.





“Why don’t you come in and get a closer look?” Luna offered. Harry whined his feeble protest again, not expecting her to pay him the slightest bit of attention, but she patted his thigh as a sign of patience and picked up her wand to draw back the blue material once more.





“Don’t worry, Harry, it'll just be us. Miranda went home early for an illness in the family. She’s not a very nice person, but Lara and Su Li are all right. You’ll like them, you’ll see.”





With the curtains open, the girls seemed a bit less apprehensive and each shuffled to sit in the space afforded by Harry’s sides. Luna called out an Accio to his glasses and once they soared into her grasp, she leaned over to perch them on his face. He could see clearly now and he took in the girls’ appearances as well as their marveling expressions. They looked quite impressed with him for some reason. The boy looked to his left at the small blonde with the bubbly enthusiasm and she waved at him with a lopsided grin. He looked over to Su Li and almost did a double take. Cor! How did he miss this lovely bit of fluff? Her tits were huge and the form fitting lavender top she wore with the plunging neckline was extremely flattering. He realized he was staring a bit and then quickly glanced up at her face slightly sheepish as the girl smirked at him with a roll of her eyes. The healthy teen didn’t even have to look in the direction where Luna was now sitting to know that his cock was rigid and at attention again.





“So, I didn’t know you and Harry had taken your relationship to the next level, Luna. Is it what you had imagined it would be like?” Lara asked with some avid interest. Luna’s demeanor immediately took on a very patient and informative air as she thought for a moment studiously before expounding on her impressions to the girl.





“Well, at first, no, it wasn’t anything at all what I thought, but Harry here has helped me change my mind. He’s very good at a lot of things, so that makes it quite enjoyable. Plus, he has a particularly delightful cock. Some boys don’t have nearly enough down there or don’t use it very well. Harry has a really exemplary physique, too. I like how he’s not too built up like some blokes looking for attention. He’s very natural, very sleek, like a panther or a Thestral. There isn’t an extra ounce of wasted flesh on him.” She leaned over to the girls and her eyes got that protuberant glaze as if she was about to impart a great secret. “He has a fantastic arse, too,” she breathed.





Harry felt very odd to be lying here while being discussed in such a fashion. It wasn’t just that he felt like an exhibition on display but the way Luna spoke of him was surprising. She never complimented him this way before and so it was a bit of a shock to learn that she really did appreciate his appearance. He had always assumed that she didn’t really notice that stuff. Of course, the entire predicament was so jarring and strange, he didn’t know how to feel about anything right about now. He had grown quiet as he watched them carefully; waiting to see what Luna’s next move would be before bothering to get upset about it. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad, he thought.





“So, you weren’t a virgin with Harry, then? Who did you go with before, Luna?” Su Li asked looking awfully curious.





“Oh, I lost it to Roger Davies. He was okay, nice thick cock, but no great lay.” Her assessment bore the manner of someone passing judgment on their daily breakfast meal.





“Roger?! But he’s gorgeous!” proclaimed Lara as if it were mad notion that he would consort with the likes of Luna, who simply sniffed and shrugged one shoulder with a bored expression.





“Meh, he’s no Harry,” she stated. She turned her face back to Harry and smiled tenderly and the boy felt a blush creep up his own. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Su Li was still quite fascinated with his todger and looked like she was ready to reach out and touch it. He tensed while simultaneously wishing for her to do it and quelling the impulse.





“What’s that humming noise?” the Asian Ravenclaw suddenly asked. Harry closed his eyes as his skin burned a deeper shade of pink.





“Oh, that’s a dildo in Harry’s arse. We’re introducing anal play, today.” The girls both balked at the idea and Su Li actually got up on her knees to lean over and inspect the phallus protruding from Harry’s hole while Luna explained its purpose.





“There are a lot of nerves right inside the rectum that can be stimulated like any other erogenous zone on the body. Especially in men, because they have a gland inside that is very pleasurable when stroked. But women like it, too. I mean, I like to receive it, but it’s been fun giving it, as well. I plan to get Harry fully on board.” Harry moaned at that and all three faces turned to stare at him. Luna smiled slowly in that tantalizing way that made his prick so fucking hard when he saw it.





The two girls stared at various parts of Harry, inspecting him with all the zeal of a new species of animal, but they were still tentative about touching him until Luna spoke up again.





“You can stroke him if you’d like. These places are very good for his arousal. Right here,” and she placed Su Li’s hand on Harry’s lower belly, “and here, too,” she instructed as she took Lara’s trembling fingers and used them to pinch one of Harry’s nipples. His reaction was immediate as he groaned lightly and squirmed, his cock jerking in its excitement. Luna’s own hand reached down low to twist the toy in his arse a few times and then cup her hand around his bollocks lovingly while she stroked the inside of his thighs. It was sheer heaven as the girls continued to explore him, even in their hesitant fumbling. He leaned his head over to one side and soaked up the sensations into his skin like honey in a sponge. Su Li’s breasts were amazingly close to his face as she leaned over him again to run a hand along his neck and slide it down to the other nipple. He shivered delightfully.





After what seemed a delicious amount of time just feeling their hands on him, Luna’s voice rang out in her sweet tinkling of sound as she asked them a question that turned Harry’s body to warm butter.





“Have either of you ever given a blowjob before?”





Lara giggled manically while Su Li gave a short bark, but both shook their heads no. “I’ve only just started snogging this year. I won’t let Johnny touch my bits yet, not even under my shirt. Blimey, he’d freak if I went and did that,” Lara squealed.





Su Li looked a bit more temperamental and a frown blemished her features. “I’m still a virgin, yeah, but the boys I’ve gone out with are pretty pushy. They all want to feel up my boobs. I’ve touched a boy’s knob on the outside of his pants, but I’m not sure that I want to put my mouth to it yet.”





“Oh, it’s quite fun. You can experiment on Harry, if you’d like. He won’t mind; right, Harry?” she asked the boy as she turned her gaze back to him. He felt a bit put on the spot as all eyes went to his face again. Were they really asking him this? The boy boggled at his quandary. He felt so exposed and completely vulnerable right now, but he surely couldn’t turn down getting a noshing from three girls, could he? This entire moment seemed surreal but Harry decided to just go with it and see what would happen. He very slowly shook his head.





“See? He’s a good teacher, Harry is. You should have seen him last year in Dumbledore’s Army. He’s a natural as a leader. He’ll let you know if you’re doing anything wrong.”





At first, the two girls took turns merely touching and prodding his rude bits, but after much coaxing from Luna they grabbed hold of him firmly and both started to stroke him up and down. Luna showed them different methods to giving a proper handjob and the boy reveled in the attention. The phallus in his arse was still moving at a steady pace and he would clench it tightly every now and again to feel his prick harden again. His whole body felt ultra-sensitive and on fire, and when the first tongue made contact with the glans of his knob, Harry cried out enthusiastically and began pumping his hips into the air hoping one of them would take him in their hot mouths very soon. One girl squeaked; Lara he supposed, but then Luna was back directing all of the action.





“Why don’t we take turns? I’ll go down on him and you can see what I do, and then each of you goes right after. That way he can build up to his release more fluidly. You don’t want to keep breaking up the sensations,” she counseled. The girls looked a little nervous but then Luna’s smile put them at ease. She looked over at Harry and looked right into his eyes as she bent down and slid his aching cock into her open mouth. Harry rolled his head back and groaned again loudly through the tie. Ah, God, she was good at this.





Yet she was bobbing up and down only briefly before removing her gob and letting the next girl go. Harry could see Su Li bend down and felt her lips around him an instant later. It was quite different to how Luna so skillfully worked him, but a warm mouth was a warm mouth and he tried to be patient with her learning curve. After another minute, she got quite gutsy and started to swirl her tongue around the tip before licking up one side and down the other. She was fast moving on to Exceeds Expectations. When she pulled back, he felt disappointed until there was another tongue to replace hers. Lara was not quite as enthusiastic, but spent a fair bit of time sucking on the end like a lolly which he quite liked at this point. Then Luna was talking again.





“Some boys have extra skin around there that you need to push back, but Harry is a roundhead. That’s what the boys call it. I like being able to see the head of his prick like that all the time. But you’ll see different kinds, so I just thought I’d inform you.” Then she told them how to watch their teeth and control their breathing when they took the whole thing in their mouth. Her example felt amazing and the boy was starting to have the swirling pressure work him into a tizzy as his orgasm drew near. It was going to be a volcano, he felt. He hoped no one got hurt with the force of his cum.





Once the girls got used to him, however, things started to speed up quite quickly. Luna seemed to make it a game for them and before long they were each bobbing down in rapid succession, their mouths open like birds bending to peck at worms. Their rhythm was moving in time like a metronome and the click clock of their pattern mixed with the wetness and thrusting of their gobs upon him whirred him up like a top as he felt the burgeoning power of his climax right under the surface of his spine and moving with swiftness into his arse, his balls, and his prick like lava. The visual was so thrilling to watch that he felt like a pure pillar of nerves as the cum came shooting through him like a firehose ready to blast into a burning house. Luna seemed to realize what was up because she pulled back and dragged the girls away, declaring, here he goes while tapping the prick in his arse and making it plow him double time.





Harry went into a fit as his body went viciously taut and he pulled up straining against his ties, his body almost completely off the bed as the explosive issue from his ramrod prick was suddenly everywhere. He keened into the gag in his mouth in exultation and rolled his eyes back in his head as he felt the hot seed fall in rivulets and long ropes of white all over his chest and chin and stomach. A small sliver of his brain wondered if any of the girls were hit with it, the idea of them being covered in him like a last gasp of pleasure. By the time his body slumped down on the bed, he was obliterated; every muscle worn through and his energy sapped from him like a Dementor’s kiss. He might as well have been a puddle of ooze for all he felt. But it was glorious. He felt like swooning.





The voices slowly re-entered his consciousness as the girls spoke to each other in awed tones. He imagined it was quite a powerful spectacle for them and he wondered how he should feel about being their introduction to the mechanics of a boy’s orgasm. One of them was talking about the way his cum tasted and he lifted up his head in time to see Su Li lick it off her of her hand. Unbelievably, his prick stirred. He knew it would be a while before he could muster another erection, but the sight of them licking his sperm up with such vivid determination sparked something hot in him. Luna dragged her finger along the globs on his chest and held it out to Lara, who leaned over to suck it off. Harry moaned again and Luna gave him that sexy half-smile. Then she was reaching over his body to wrap her hands around his head and untie his gag. His mouth was parched and sore, but he croaked out a thank you as she leaned back to slide her tongue along the rest of his cum-splattered torso.





With his mouth free, however, he was suddenly shy about what to say. The girls must have felt the same way because they both blushed and Lara giggled inanely again.





“Did you like that, Harry?” his devious girlfriend asked him.





He cleared his throat. “Um, it was good. Very…very good.” His praise sounded a bit dull to his ears, but he just couldn’t get enough energy to show them how much he really enjoyed that. Surely they noted he had had a good time?





“I shouldn’t have to ask, but I’d appreciate it if you keep this between the four of us, girls.” Luna looked at each one severely to make sure they understood how important it was. Harry was not sure that he wanted this little episode spread around the rumormongers, either. “I’ll let you play with him again if you promise to stay quiet about this,” she enticed.





Su Li slid her hooded eyes over to Harry as she contemplated something but then turned back to Luna and nodded. “Okay, if we get to do this again, we won’t say anything.” She glanced back at Harry and then smirked once more and the boy wondered how she would look naked. “This was quite a show. I think I might enjoy a bit more, Luna, if you’re going to share. You’re right, the Chosen One does have a nice cock. I’d like a few more lessons with that knob.” Harry blushed and wondered how her tits would feel wrapped around his dick.





“Well, I didn’t say I was sharing, necessarily, but when it’s safe to have Harry back up here again, I’ll let you know about it. Possibly not till after the Christmas break, though; we’ll see. Now, if you don’t mind, I need to take care of my boyfriend.” Her voice stayed pleasant but there was a definite forcefulness there that amused and thrilled Harry. It felt kind of nice to feel like he belonged to someone.





The girls got up and then thanked Luna for the opportunity. When Lara looked back at him, she grinned hugely and thanked him, too. Su Li was more reserved but gave him a shy turn up at the corner of her mouth and nodded her head to him in acknowledgment. “Cheers, Harry,” she breathed in a sexy voice.





“Uh, yeah, cheers, then,” he rejoined. He gave Luna an odd look at their reactions but she was busy pulling the curtains back down. When they were back ensconced in their blue cave, she leaned over him again to release him from his binds. The boy let out an exhale of relief and groaned at his sore muscles. He flung out his arms to bring back some life into them and went to move his legs before realizing the dildo was only just sliding out of his bum.





“Holy fuck; Lu. Are you mad? I can’t believe you did that. And can you please remove that object from my arse, now,” he grumbled. But then Luna was laying herself down flat on him and grabbed his wrists to put back over his head. He stared at her as if she had grown another head. “You can’t be serious. I need to rest after that. I won’t be able to give it another go for a while, luv.”





“Oh, I don’t know about that. You looked a little interested when we were cleaning you up. I think a few more minutes should be plenty of rest. I have one more thing I want to do before dinner.” She poked out her tongue and ran it up his nose.





“Please tell me it doesn’t involve anal play, Lu,” he beseeched her.





“Well, Harry, it’s already there and you’re nice and fit for it now. I want you to fuck me with you on top while I fuck your arse with it some more.” She had a mad gleam in her eye as she went on to detail what else she envisioned before their meal in the Great Hall while she unwrapped her towel. Well, he could hardly refuse her, now, could he?





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Later that night, as the Boy-Who’s-Arse-Was-Right-Sore crawled into bed, he wondered about what he had gotten himself into with Luna. He had noticed that with each time they got together, he seemed to give in to her more and more. It was a strange thing to discover, he had always assumed that he’d be setting the ground rules once he got around to dating, but with Luna, it just felt right to let her control everything. She was wicked nasty with her imagination, which he benefited from greatly, but what did it mean him being with her? Was she just a good time to him, or was there something more there? He still felt protective of her and knowing how her fellow house mates had treated her in the past, it was an affirming thing to see her be so bold and commanding in sex. Harry would have to start watching her more often around school to see how she was changing with the rest of the students. He knew that much of the teasing had stopped once she became his girlfriend, and he had been happy about that, but he still wasn’t sure what this partnership was about.





It was different, that was for sure, and he did like that about her. She was a unique individual, regardless of her beliefs and fancies. He liked talking to her more each day, even if a lot of their dialogue was centered around one topic. But it was good, right? He liked her a lot and he felt safe and comfortable with her. Still, she was a bit of a wild card, he’d learned, and he shuddered a bit to think what antics she would think up next for him. Could he handle it all? Did he want to? It certainly seemed like he did. Harry looked over at Ron’s bed to see the boy snoring already and wondered if he should talk to him about these thoughts. Maybe if Ron and Lavender were up to something similar, Harry could gain some insight on how…well, how normal couples behaved. No matter how much he liked the girl, she was still a strange one and he didn’t trust himself to do anything the way most people did. He always seemed a bit off-kilter when he tried to act like everyone else. Maybe he could talk about it with Ron once they were at the Burrow for hols. He thought again about what he had done that day and wondered how Ron or Neville or the rest of the blokes in his inner circle might regard his actions.





He sighed and crawled under his covers. Well, whatever they were doing with each other, it had all felt fucking awesome, he mused. Getting together with Su Li and Lara again for another bout of that playing with Luna would be brilliant, especially if he got a good look at those amazing thrups of Su’s. He'd freaked out for nothing. Once again he decided to put his faith in the odd girl and see what came of it. I mean, just how far could she really go with her ideas, right?





To be continued.......







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