The Secret Life of Pansy Parkinson

Pansy heard the moans again. The sounds could not be mistaken for anything else. She giggled. Maybe she could get some fun out of this. And if not, at least some good blackmail.

She stepped out of the bathtub, draped her bathrobe over her shoulders and and loosely tied the strings in the front. Then she walked over to where the sounds were coming from. It was a bathtub, in the far left corner, and she could only see one person. Granger. Then, with a splash, another head appered from under all the bubbles. It was a red head. It had to be that Weasly boy. Weren\'t the two seeing eachother? But no. The hair was longer and... Pansy gasped.

\"Ginny Weasly!\"

Oh no! She had just blown her cover. The two girls looked around, and saw Pansy.

\"Oh my god!\" yelled Granger and quickly covered herself. The Weasly girl, too looked shocked.

\"Umm...\" Pansy started. Normally she would have begun to reign insults on the mudblood and her little lover. But, for some reason, she felt she would prefer joining them.

She started forward, unsure.

\"Excuse me for asking, but don\'t you both have boyfriends?\"

The Weasly girl giggled, but Granger still looked mortified.

\"Can we trust you?\" the Weasly girl asked.

Pansy nodded slowly.

\"Good. You know us, I\'m sure. My name is Ginny Weasly, and this is Hermione Granger. Don\'t worry, we\'re both straight and I love Harry and \'Mione loves Ron. We\'re just having some fun.\"

With this statement, Ginny began to passionately kiss Hermione. Well, well, this was an interesting discovery.

Then, to Pansy\'s great surprise, Ginny stepped from the pool, walked up to Pansy, and just stuck her finger right into her pussy.

Pansy yelped, as Ginny pulled her finger back.

\"You want to join us?\"

Pansy sniffed the air. It was all she could do to not start laughing loudly. She could smell the firewhiskey a mile away. The girls were completely drunk!

Of course! Ginny had just turned 17 today. The two girls had obviously celebrated the Weasly coming of drinking age. A little too much, to say the least. But Pansy would use this for her own good. After all, she was a Slytherin. And so, she pulled her bathrobe off and stepped into the pool with the two drunk Gryffendors.

\"So... have you ever done it with a girl before?\"

Pansy nodded, still trying to supress giggles. But the two didnt\'t notice, as they themselves were giggling quite a bit, due to the Firewhiskey no doubt.

Ginny grabbed Pansy\'s hand, and shoved Pansy\'s fingers roughly into her pussy. Pansy began to make the patterns, swirling and swishing, drawing figure eights. She felt a hand enter her own pussy. But it wasn\'t Ginny\'s.

Part of her wanted to jump out of the tub. The Weasly girl was bad enough, but a mudblood? Hermione\'s fingers were stroking her clit ever so gently, though, and Pansy just couldn\'t leave.

After the stroking and playing with their clits, Ginny turned to Pansy.

\"Okay, we\'ll spoil you first. Just lay down in the water.\"

Pansy did as she was told, and as soon as she did, she felt a mouth covering her own. She could taste a pussy on the tounge.
She didn\'t focus on the kiss for long though, as a hand cupped her breast, playing with it and kneading the flesh but always avoiding the errect nipple.

Pansy would have cried out for a hand on her nipple, but her mouth was occupied.

Now another mouth began to work on her pussy, first swirling in circles, then someone began to fuck her with their tounge. The tounge pushed in and out of her pussy, licking her now and then, then lightly nipping at her swollen clit. Pansy was in heaven. She did not know where her body stopped and the others\' began, all she knew was that every inch of her skin was tingling, her pussy was soaked, her nipples were red and errect, and two seemingly angels were playing with her willing body.

Pansy came with a jolt, and she felt her inner muscles clamping down on the tounge exploring her inside, as er orgasm shook her whole body.

When this was over, the two girls stopped playing with her. Pansy moaned loudly at the loss.

\"\'Mione\'s turn now.\"

And so Pansy and Ginny began to touch and play with Hermione. Pansy didn\'t care that this was a dirty mudblood whose juices she was greedily lapping up. All she knew, was that this was where she wanted to die, never stopping this feeling.

After the mudblood came the little Weasly.

\"Now what?\" Pansy asked, wondering what other feelings could be called forth from her right then.

Her answer was a pussy rubbing her own, hard. It was an unshaven one, and since she had seen that Ginny\'s was shaved, she knew it had to be Grangers.

Grangers\' pussy was rubbing hers hard, and she began to rub back, feeling the wonderful friction. Then Ginny joined.

None of them really were sure how three pussys could rub together at once, but it was managed. And when they each cummed, their juices flowed into one another. Making Pansy feel as though she were floating on a cloud, happy, content, sexy.

All too soon for Pansy\'s liking, it was over, and the two other girls were stepping out of the tub.

Moaning at the loss again, Pansy just lay there for a little while.

Then she walked back over to her tub, emptied it, grabbed her things, slipped into the clothes she had brought, and headed out of the bathroom. She would head for the Common Room, but her stuff away, and then go grab a bite of food. She was starved.