Practice

The rest of the day went by smoothly for the all the teens. Harry was watching Ron and Ginny together, to see if they showed any outward signs of their incestuous affair, but they were pretty good at hiding it. Except for the part with Ginny barging into Ron’s room telling Harry to spend the night somewhere else. Hermione remained blissfully ignorant, but he figured she’d find out soon enough. Either that, or he’d end up telling her himself.

That night, Harry was ready for when Ginny walked into Ron’s room at 11pm. Without Ginny even having to say a word, he walked past her out into the hall, toward her room. Opening the door, he was greeted with the view of Hermione throwing her jeans across the room in a flurry. Glancing over to Harry when he entered, she stopped what she was doing.

“Sorry Harry, I wanted to be ready when you came in. Ginny didn’t give me much notice.” Hermione said, standing there in almost the exact same thing she was wearing last night. “I’ve got an idea, though. Don’t move,” she said, with a dirty smile in his direction.

Deciding it might be better to obey her, Harry stood still. He smiled as she turned around, looking at him the entire time, her back now facing him. Slowly, her hands moved down her sides and grabbed the hem of her shirt, lifting it up slowly. Harry nearly moaned as it moved past her chest, and her breasts sprang free. Looking back at him again, she smiled and looped her fingers through her knickers and, with a tantalizing pace, slid them down her smooth legs. She bent at the waist, keeping her legs straight, giving him a perfect view of her pussy as the fabric reached her ankles and she stepped out of it. Turning back around, she saw that Harry was now sporting a large tent in his boxers, and she smiled and sauntered up to him, pressing herself against him.

“Ah! I don’t think so, mister,” she protested as Harry moved a hand up to touch her.

Getting back into sexy mode, she gave him a look that almost made him weak at the knees.

“You know, Harry,” she said, tracing a finger down his chest, “I was hoping to practice more tonight. You think you’re up for that?” she asked sweetly.

Harry took a few extra seconds to process what she said, but he quickly nodded his head in agreement. Stepping away from him, Hermione moved toward the bed, climbing on top slowly. Harry was using all of his restraint, nearly shaking where he was standing, trying not to move toward her.

Hermione laid down on the bed, doing a classic pornstar pose, leaning on her side. Looking at Harry with a smile, she admired his order-taking skills. Feeling a little pity for him, she decided to let him off the hook.

“Okay…Go!” She said suddenly. With these words, Harry nearly flew at her, and Hermione giggled when he pounced on her, which quickly became a moan when his mouth landed on one of her breasts. Deciding he was too desperate to spend much time on them, he started working his way down her stomach, nipping and sucking and licking, making her gasp and run her fingers through his hair. Wanting to get to what he was about to start yesterday, he gave a big lick along her pussy, which was already getting very wet.

As he continued to pleasurably assault Hermione with his mouth, she started writhing in pleasure against him. When he noticed that her clit was completely unsheathed, he went for it, sucking it with his lips, making her shout gibberish at him. Harry smiled and started flicking his tongue against it, pushing one, then two fingers inside of her. This made Hermione arch her back and throw her head back, her grip on his hair tightening. When he started moving them in and out, Hermione bucked up against him again.

“Oh, God, Harry! Just fuck me already!” she screamed. Harry paused for a second, shocked at her forwardness, before he decided to go with the flow. Shucking off his boxers, he moved his cock to her entrance, rubbing it along her slit a couple times, coating it in her juices before pushing just the head inside of her. In response, Hermione’s eyes opened wide in surprise at his size, and wrapped her legs around his hips, her heels digging into his back. Pushing a little farther into her, he came to a stop when he felt her hymen. Hermione gasped lightly in pain at the contact with Harry’s large cock, but let out a large breath when he pulled out a little bit.

Without any warning, he slammed forward, simultaneously breaking through her barrier and stretching out her virgin pussy with his thick meat.

Hermione screamed with pain and a small bit of pleasure as she felt fuller than she’d ever felt in her life.

Harry leaned forward, capturing her mouth in a kiss while she adjusted to his size. When she moved her hips against him again to signal that she was okay, he started moving inside of her, picking up the pace as he saw her face change from mild discomfort to outright pleasure. Soon she was moaning and shouting his name, and she pulled her legs back against her body and held them there, letting herself be at his complete mercy, and also allowing Harry to penetrate a little deeper.

Harry groaned when she did this, being able to encase his entire length within her sopping wet pussy.

”Oh…Hermione, I don’t think I can go anymore!” he moaned at her. “I’m gonna cum!”

“Yes! Yes! God, Harry, please, cum in me, I want it! Ohhhhhh…” Hermione replied, when she felt him swell and then release inside of her, jump starting her own orgasm.

As they held each other in the throes of their mutual pleasure, Hermione rolled Harry over so that she wouldn’t be crushed by his weight. When they came down from their highs, they laid in Ginny’s bed, catching their breath from their incredible love-making.

“Oh, God, Harry, that was amazing,” Hermione sighed. “Thank you.”

“For what?” He asked, puzzled.

“For being my first. My amazing, spectacular first,” she smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a lingering kiss. When she pulled away, Harry saw a weird look on her face. When he asked her what was wrong, she shushed him and told him to listen. When Harry quieted, he could hear the sounds that Ron and Ginny were making from his friend’s room.

“Is that Ron’s room?” Hermione asked in confusion.

A little awkwardly, Harry nodded, unsure how to tell her the truth.

Still a little confused, she said, “But Ginny is in—” And then it hit her.

“Oh my,” Hermione gasped with wide eyes. Harry gave her a quizzical look and a small smile at her reaction.

Suddenly, Hermione got up and headed for the door.

“Hermione, what are you doing?!?” Harry whispered loudly, as she opened the door.

“I won’t believe this until I see it with my own eyes.”

Now it was Harry to look surprised. “No, Hermione, you can’t just burst in—” But he stopped himself and just bolted out of bed to follow her over to Ron’s room, to keep her from doing anything crazy. As they came in front of the room, they both heard Ginny making loud, pleasured sounds, and curiously, Hermione cracked the door of the room open silently, half of her face appearing in the shadow of the door. She almost gasped in surprise at the sight that greeted her.

Ginny was laying on Ron’s bed, with her legs in the air, and Ron was kneeling next to her, two of his fingers deep inside of her, and he was making what looked like quick up and down movements inside of Ginny, which Hermione thought would have hurt, but from Ginny’s reaction, was doing just the opposite. The red-headed girl was moaning continuously and it seemed completely out of control. Ron had to hold her pelvis down to keep her hips from flying off the bed.

Harry came around behind Hermione and perched his head above Hermione, which would have looked comical if Ron or Ginny had seen them. However, they were too focused on each other as Ron helped Ginny ride a seemingly never-ending orgasm. They both watched in fascination as Ron pulled his fingers from her, and they could easily see Ginny’s entire body clench and unclench completely against her will as she panted and moaned heavily. Hermione could feel Harry’s cock behind her harden against her back as he watched.

Deciding he was done, Ron laid down on the bed next to her and flipped her over on top of him. She straddled his hips and grinded her crotch into him and lifted herself up, grabbing his cock and lining it up before plunging her pussy down on top of him.

Hermione watched with shock as Ginny fucked her brother, her lust filled eyes taking in the scene. Harry’s tapping, however, brought her out of her daze, and she turned around and guided him away from the open door to a few feet down the hall.

“What?!?” She whispered urgently.

“I just—I want to get in there,” Harry whispered back, looking a little uncomfortable. Hermione didn’t blame him, as she looked down, his cock looked painfully hard.

“No! You can’t go in there and break it up! I thought you were just telling me not to go in there and do the same thing you want to do!”

“You don’t understand,” Harry said, “I don’t want to break it up. Ginny’s ass just looks so…” he couldn’t even finish his sentence as he reached down and grabbed his balls to tug at them, hoping to make his hard-on a little less painful.

Realization hit Hermione, and a jealous feeling washed over her.

“No!” She said, trying to hit him soundlessly. “You are not going to go in there and put your—” she gestured wildly and pointed to his hard member, “—in her ass!”

Looking a little more desperate and confused now, she reached out and wrapped her arms around him.

“Remember when I said I wanted practice?” She said, slightly muffled against his chest. She felt him nod. “Well, things have changed.” She pulled back slightly, and looked him in the eye. “I don’t want you with Ginny, and I can’t think of being with anyone else. I want you, Harry Potter,” she said, now with a defiant look in her eye.

With a surprised look, Harry had to process that for a second before he smiled and kissed her forehead lovingly.

“Okay,” was all he said. And that’s all he had to say.

Going back to Hermione’s room, they both closed the door in a rush and frantically collapsed on the bed, a tangle of arms and legs as they kissed, nipped, and licked each other forcefully. Coming up for air, Hermione pushed Harry slightly away from her with a smile.

“You know…I was thinking, I hadn’t really thought about it until now, but my ass is pretty available right now…” She said slowly, with a bat of her eyelashes. With a groan, Harry tried to grab her and flip her over, but Hermione stopped him.

“Wait. I have an idea. Ginny says that her mum keeps a bunch of dildos and stuff in her closet. Go and get one, and then come back.”

With an eager nod, Harry leapt off the bed.

With a smile, Hermione leaned back on the bed sexily. “I’ll be waiting!” She said as he left the room in a hurry.

Making his way to the master bedroom, Harry opened the door slowly, trying to be silent. However, the sight that greeted his eyes was completely unexpected. Instead of finding a sleeping Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, all he found was Molly, naked on the bed, her knees up around her chest, her fingers pounding mercilessly into her wet opening, making loud, desperate noises. Amazingly, she seemed not to have seen him. Harry was also able to hear a man and a woman moaning somewhere in the room, but couldn’t locate its source, so he wasn’t able to figure out where it was coming from. Moving slowly, he crept over to the closet and found the box of sex toys. Pulling out a dildo, he also noticed a bottle of lube and grabbed that as well, turning around to leave quickly, when he accidentally knocked over a pair of boots onto the wood floor of the closet.

Startled out of her pleasured state, Molly gasped and brought her legs down, her hand covering her crotch.

“Harry!” She exclaimed, surprised, “What are you doing in here?”

A little embarrassed, he replied, “Just getting a couple things.”

Molly was very embarrassed about her son’s best friend finding her in such a state, but she suddenly noticed that he was in the exact same condition as her: completely naked and very aroused. Suddenly aware of the silence in the room, she told him to climb onto the bed.

Complying, he crawled toward her cautiously, and suddenly noticed a magazine open on the nightstand next to her. It was open to a full page spread of a wizard couple having sex in the missionary position, with full sound to go along with it. After nearly a minute of thrusting, the wizard pulled out and unloaded his cum onto the witches chest and face. After another few seconds, the spell reset, and the climatic buildup began again.

‘So that was where the sounds were coming from.’

“Mrs. Weasley,” Harry began, “I don’t think that this—”

“Shh, Harry. Come closer. You liked watching that?” She asked.

With an embarrassed smile, he answered, “Well…yeah,” as he sidled closer and she pulled her legs back and moved her hands from in front of her pussy. When he got to within a foot of her pussy, he stopped, sitting there, unsure of what to do next.

“You want to do what that wizard is doing?” she asked, taking her wand and silencing the magazine.

Harry nodded.

“Good,” Molly said with a smile. “Now…come here,” she said, her fingers parting the lips of her pussy and letting him see the insides of her wet passage.

Giving her an unsure look, he said, a little uncomfortably, “I don’t know, Mrs. Weasley, I—ughhhh….” He was cut off when the older woman wrapped her other hand gently, but firmly around his member. She slowly dragged her hand up and down on it, now just barely touching it, and Harry gave an involuntary shiver of pleasure at the way she touched him. Suddenly, she gripped him harder again and pulled a bit making Harry move closer to her. When his cock was close enough to touch her pussy, she placed it at her entrance and rocked her hips against him, causing him to slide inside of her slightly.

Out of instinct, Harry grabbed Molly’s thighs and thrust completely into her with a shout of pleasure, moaning as he quickly pounded her with his hard cock.

In the middle of his thrusts, he managed to hold a quick and important conversation with her.

“I have to…ohhh…make this quick…I need to get back upstairs before Hermione thinks…ahhhh…I’ve been gone too long.”

Molly smiled. “That’s okay, Harry, I just want you to come. Come in me, Harry. I know you want to.

Harry could feel himself reaching his peak, and he couldn’t help it as his resolve suddenly broke, releasing his seed inside of her.

Recovering from his orgasm, he slipped out of her and moved away, smiling as he got off the bed and wiped her fluids from his softening cock. Grabbing the dildo and lube, he hurried out of the room without a backward glance. He did feel a little bad for leaving her like that, but he had to get back to Hermione quickly.

Making his way quickly up to Ginny’s room, he entered to see Hermione laying on her back, lazily rubbing herself, most likely to keep herself ready for when Harry returned.

When she saw him, she sat up quickly.

“Finally! What took you so long?” She asked, a little irked.

“I had trouble finding the box,” he lied, “it was under some other stuff.”

“Okay,” Hermione, said, buying his fib without question. Moving onto her hands and knees, she looked behind her a little nervously before she smiled.

“Take me, Harry.”

Harry couldn’t deny such a request, but he knew she wasn’t ready, so he grabbed the bottle of lube and rubbed some of it around the entrance to her ass and pussy, also leaving generous amounts to lather onto his own cock.

Grabbing the dildo he’d laid down on the bed, he pushed it slowly into her pussy, feeling the resistance of her tight passage as he did so. When it was all the way in, she moaned, and he propped himself up a little higher so their hips were level, and he lined hard cock up with the one hole remaining that wasn’t her mouth. Pressing the head against it, Hermione moaned louder, and when he slipped in carefully, she gasped and moaned constantly as he pushed himself farther and farther into her, courtesy of the lube. Her tight anal passage gripped him like he’d never been gripped before, almost begging him to push farther. As he did, Hermione succumbed to the new feeling, her head hanging loosely as her ass was being filled with Harry’s cock. As his hips met the curve of her butt, Hermione gave a desperate whine of pleasure and a bit of pain before he slowly started pulling back out again.

“Ohhh…Harry, pleeeeeaaasseeee…” Hermione moaned, not even sure what she was asking for, her mind clouded with lust. She pulled herself forward as Harry slid more of his cock out of her, and when only the head was left in, she started to move slowly back against him, helping to initiate their pleasure, instead of just being the object of it.

Soon, Hermione was able to shimmy her body faster against Harry’s cock, and the speed of their lovemaking increased. Harry had begun to grunt every few thrusts, and Hermione had taken one of her hands and grabbed the dildo in her pussy and started to pump it inside of herself. The feeling of being fucked in both of her wet holes stimulated her like crazy, and soon she was writhing against Harry, his hands on her hips, and suddenly, she felt her orgasm start. Her movements against him became even wilder, and she screamed in pleasure as she felt the wonderful release wash over her. She froze suddenly as her groin muscles clenched around the two hard rods stuck in her holes.

Harry gasped as he felt her ass grip him even tighter, and his orgasm was suddenly right in front of him, he could feel it.

“Oh, Hermione! I’m—I’m gonna…” he moaned, thrusting against her harder, the sound of his skin slapping against hers becoming even louder in the small room.

“Yes! Harry, oohhhhhh, cum in my ass, do it! I want it—uuuhhhhhh…” Hermione responded as her orgasm was nearing its end.

Finally, Harry gave one last thrust and held himself deep inside of her as he released, his cock spewing his sticky, hot cum into her anal cavity.

Hermione hummed in pleasure as her last orgasmic quakes ended and she felt Harry’s cock unload his delicious spunk inside of her. She began slowly moving herself back and forth against him, trying to help him milk the rest out. When he had finished, he collapsed onto her back, holding her gently as she stayed on her hands and knees.

Reaching down to her pussy, she grabbed the dildo and pulled it slowly out of her, moaning as she felt it leave her. When she tossed it aside, she slowly lowered herself to the bed, rolling Harry off of her so she wouldn’t be completely crushed by him. When his spent cock slipped out of her ass, he gave a reluctant moan, and Hermione giggled at him as he seemed almost comatose with pleasure. All he was able to give her was a weak smile in return. Crawling on top of him, she leaned in to kiss him tenderly, and he complied, moaning as she dipped her tongue into his slightly open mouth. Quickly, the kiss became a little more urgent, and Hermione found herself rubbing her naked crotch against Harry’s cock, just lying there against his stomach. Harry moaned as his cock started getting harder with her movements, and as her clit brushed against him with every stroke, Hermione could feel her juices slowly run down onto his meat, making their sex organs slip and grind together with more fluidity.

When Harry’s cock was finally completely hard, Hermione began grinding against him more ferociously. Harry moaned as, on one of her strokes, her wet opening moved up a little higher and barely covered the head of his cock. He moved his hands and pushed her upper body slightly away from him, taking both of her heaving breasts in his hands and kneading them as she moved her lower body even faster against him. Hermione moaned with delight when he flicked his thumbs over her nipples. Reaching behind her, she cupped Harry’s balls, finding them slightly slick with sweat, and began toying with them in her fingers.

“Oh, God, Hermione,” Harry growled, starting to buck his hips against her as she continued to grind against him.

“You like it when I play with your balls, Harry?” Hermione panted. “You like it when I rub your hard cock with my wet pussy? I want to make you cum so hard, Harry. Will you make me cum?” she said, not out of breath.

“Oh, yes, Hermione, your pussy feels so good against me, I love you fucking me like this…ohhhhh!” Harry finished as his orgasm washed over him, making his entire body tense before his cock swelled against Hermione’s pussy and released his cum onto his stomach.

Hermione moaned when she felt him release below her, and she gave a little gasp of pleasure when her pussy moved to cover the head of his cock again, and she felt some of his warm cum on the soaked lips of her pussy. Hermione, who, by nature was a very tidy girl, became very aroused at how messy and dirty they were being, even more so than when she let Harry use her ass for pleasure. Feeling the cum shoot into her was one thing, but having it smeared all over her was something else entirely.

In the past, Hermione had not been a big believer in the whole “coming together” charade that was so prominent in the literature she’d read, but now, after actually being intimate with Harry, she surprised herself by coming before Harry’s last drops of cum had dribbled out of his weeping cock. She seized up with a gasp above him, her shoulders hunched slightly as she gave little jerks of her hips against him.

Harry could feel Hermione’s pussy lips spasm against the underside of his cock, and he resumed the fondling of her breasts as she rode her orgasm, leaking even more of her warm, sweet juices against his shaft. When she finished, Harry lowered his arms slowly, her limp body letting gravity do its work, and Harry released her warm globes of flesh when she reached his chest. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her forehead lightly as she smiled and sighed tiredly, falling asleep against him, their naked and spent bodies molded together.

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A/N: Thank you all for your support so far. I'm thinking there will be one more chapter after this, but if I get any crazy new ideas, and end up with another 20 chapter monster, like some of my other stuff, I'll let you know.