Hermione's Guests.

Disclaimer: None of these are mine.


Author's Note: This is definitely Post -Hogwarts. Everything changed after the end of the war. Ron was killed and something in Hermione snapped. Needless to say, she is a bit out oc character!Oh, and yes, this is another ONE-SHOT

One other small bit of information -- AFF currently does not allow an author to change catagories once a story is published, so although I am going to post this in threesomes, it will stay here as well.

And for anyone out there who wonders, THX is an anonymous review who is rude and after deleting almost 75 reviews that this person has left (identical ones no less) and now it just serves to stay up just to irritate her -- don't worry -- it's also in the appropriate category!!

Hermione's Guests

Hermione was nervous and anxious.

How would the two men who'd hated each other react to each other?

She waited nervously looking out for Draco and Harry's limousines.

How would they react to one another in person? Heaven forbid if Harry was late and walked in on Draco. Oh well, she would just have to stave the insatiable hero off.

She emerged from the shower, and moved the special "fuck costume" laid out on the satin sheets she had selected to showcase herself for her gorgeous guests.

Naked and softly creamed from her shower the voluptuous witch padded to the huge four-poster.

She picked up the velvet emerald buster and garter belt number, laced up the front and fitted it around and under her alabaster ponies. Cinched the laces tight. The buster uplifted her snowy breasts, leaving the nipples bare and high. The bottom of the garment slashed across her hips showing her sex. She loved the soft velvet on her hot flushed skin and dreamed of her two studs summoned here tonight in a pique of lust depravation brought on by the anniversary of Ron's death.

Next, she sat and extended her legs to slide the emerald stockings on with the darker tops...sleeking first one then the other up her plump rounded firm legs, wriggling her toes, painted a luscious fuck-me-red.

Hermione's thick hair was heavy with damp from the shower and her body flushed in anticipation as she selected the long satin forest green gown. She thought yes, she'd wear the Lace Green bra that would bunch her deep cleavage mouthwateringly...fitted it around her baubles...adjusted and snapped it...Yessss...noting the sharp lush valley it made of her very hard nipples.

Now she rose, holding the satin green slink dress and stepped into it in her stocking feet drawing the gown up...up her thighs around her hips and fitting the strapless sexdress to her uptilted shelf of goodies. Reaching behind her she zipped up the back. She noted her reflection in the mirror...hourglass voluptuousness, with a long curtain like slit in the middle of her dress right up to mid-thigh. When she walked, her legs would thrust through the opening. Both men would be raging hard at the first sight of her.

Makeup next. She padded over to her vanity and selected her reddest wickedest lipstick. She slid the cap off the miniature bullet dispenser. Twisted the bottom of and brought the red stick to her pouts and starting at the left corner and over the top of her lip she smeared the red on. upper bow. Lower bow. Pursed her lips. The red gloss begged for mussing. She rouged her cheeks a little. Applied a little sloe-eyed green shadow to her eyelids. Then brushed her hair up. Reaching behind her she clasped it with silver clip.

Her long white neck was marble bare. A choker yes. Her diamond choker. She held it to her skin around her throat. Reached in back of her and clasped it. Next came the long jade earrings. A spray of musky insouciant lavender perfume on her breasts and on her silken folds and she was ready.

Chime!

Her heart skipped a beat. A man. The house-elf would let him or them in. She padded to her big high heel closet and selected a pair of shiny emerald patent leather spike shoes, emerald shoe with a golden spike heel, with golden lace slave cords...and seated slipped her stocking feet into them, slowly lacing up the criss- cross cords tightly to her posh feet so they would cut into and visually showcase her soft skinned feet.

"Mistress, both guests have arrived."

"Excellent. I will be right down."

She finished tying the spike heels up her ankle and rose. Swiftly she proceeded down to what she hoped would be a night of extraordinary sex.

Hermione walked regally out of the master suite and proceeded down the marble staircase, seeing two pairs of tuxedo clad men below the landing. She made sure each step down she took exposed lots of her lithe lush emerald stocking leg. Then she saw their faces.

Definitely Draco -- the swarthy aristocrat. And Harry, her companion. Not as tall as Draco, just as handsome, but more reserved. The men were standing arms folded.

"Why is he here?" Harry said in his thick English accent. "I thought you said you wanted me here."

"Draco, Harry. You both look gorgeous." And they did. Hermione looked from one to the other, her pussy already salivating. She was swaying on her elegant shoes. "Draco, Harry. Now before you both get upset. I invited you here tonight for a very special entertainment. You have both been so kind and supportive to me. I wanted to give you dinner."

"That's not what I came for doll," Harry said. "I don't share."

"Now, just a moment, Potter, let's hear what Hermione has to say." the blonde Adonis said cautioning the big hulk in the tux, obviously just come from his show.

"I wanted you to meet Draco, the way he is now. We are all different than we were in school. Please, for me, give each other a chance. And I wanted you to meet Harry, this adult Harry. I also know, Draco, that you like lots of women. So, I thought I'd turn the tables on you." Hermione said, slowly extending her arms out to touch both men on the sleeves. She was taller than Harry in her 5 inch stilettos but came up just to Draco's chin. There was a hot glow in her belly. A delicious nervous tension she couldn't wait to unleash these tigers on her!

"Now before you go getting upset, gentlemen. I want you to know that I am your dinner tonight. Do I make myself clear?"

Both men raised their eyebrows, looked at each other.

"My safeword is Mercy. Until you hear that, you two can punish me for this little trick I have played on you two prime studs all you want. I want not to be able to move at the end of this night."

"Well, in that case?" The men were holding their heads high and smiling at her.

"Stop. Let me show where we are going to play." Hermione pirouetted and proceeded to the door to her dungeon where she and Harry had played just a few days previously.

She snapped some lights and led the men down the winding concrete stair. She opened her 'Vault of Dom' clicked inside and turned on the purple and white lights showing the X Cross hanging from the ceiling the tiled purple bath. The chains hanging from the ceiling. The vestibules of bizarre toys and tools of domination and the lush purple sofas with the high posh cushions and flat high circular sofas that were soft luxurious counterpoint to the cruel hard table and cross and chains.

"There is a buffet over there Draco, Harry. Please one of you get me a drink and some wine for yourselves."

The men looked all around, impressed. They opened bottles, selected ice cubes shaped in the form of bound women and bound men. The two very different men seemed to already have formed an alliance to share her. The tension of their first introduction was gone.

"Now, Harry, Draco. My drink please." Hermione seated herself on one of the posh round settees, crossed her right leg over her left in luscious, seductive display letting the men see her from gold spike-heel...ankle, calf, turn of knee and swell of thigh up past her stockings.

Harry bent over her looking into her bunched cleavage, handing her the champagne.

"First I, have two requests." Hermione was about to give herself over to these men and she could hardly get the words out. She gulped the champagne, started moving her shoulders restlessly. "Harry you come here and start with me, while I watch Draco."

"Certainly Hermione." Harry said in a slightly sarcastic tone and knelt beside her, taking her drink from her and taking her face into his right hand.

"You haughty cunt," Draco growled. "I come out here expected to see you alone and you want this man?"

"Easy Draco. If it were not for me, you would not have this opportunity." Harry said motioning Draco to keep his distance. "Now tell him what he gets to do."

"Well Draco I have not seen your act. I'd like you to strip for me. "

"I don't have my fireman's suit."

"I'm sure you can improvise, lover." Hermione drawled. "And you get to fuck me first."

"I'd like to see you strip to opera, Draco, please...lover?" Hermione was aware of Harry's hand on her bare shoulder, stroking her white skin.

"I don't fuck him though." Draco seemed relieved "I don't do that."

"Baby, Harry is just as much a man as you are. He is only interested in fucking me, thoroughly, I assure you." Hermione was swaying back and forth loving talking dirty to these men. Her pussy was slithering under her emerald dress. She flicked her wand and the sound of an aria filled the room. Lush, passionate, powerful and suggestive as the passionate voice of the diva echoed in the forbidden chamber.

"Gentlemen, take me." Hermione turned to Harry and uplifted her face and his tanned face smiled, his arm caught around the back of her neck tilted her face back and his lips touched hers, softened spread out on her red cupid's bows and pressed into her lips. His lips moved on hers. Firm, hot, authoritative sensual and inviting. She heard him sniff in her scent as they kissed.

Hermione moaned uncrossed her right leg and raised her left, thrusting hotly up...entwining her red fingers at the tanned man's neck, and eyeing Draco as he leapt to the marble butcher block in the center of the room.

"Ummmm, Harry honey...let me see Draco..." Hermione breathed through the kiss, twisting open her legs. Now the blonde was in view and he was raising his arms moving his hand slowly to the lilt of the aria, feeling the rich passion of the Italian opera, fluttering his perfectly manicured hands on the lapels of his jacket.

Now he extended his black sharply creased trousered leg over the edge, caught his Gucci loafer on the end of the table and the shoe slid off, revealing a bare foot. He repeated the gesture.

Harry was licking her lips with his tongue, smearing her red candy, darting tonguetip to teeth. Hermione pulled at the studpins in his white tux shirt...popping them one by-one-one.

Draco slowly pirouetted, dipping his shoulders formally to the low face of the Diva and slipped his jacket off his shoulders. Hermione panted into Harry's mouth, spasming her pussy as she saw shoulder blades ripping like tugboat ropes emerge as Draco slipped the jacket off to his waist with his trousered legs spread. He had been wearing a showbiz bib-and tucker which left his back wonderfully naked. Slowly the fireman rippled the muscles on his lower back and ribs. He was toned, sculpted and hunk-hard.

Harry slipped his jacket as Hermione, watching Draco raise his now bare and smooth arms to his neck and unclasp his bib and tucker, pushed open Bogy's shirt and moved her red nails on Harry's bare chest.

Harry kissed down her throat, skipping over the choker, through the notch on her collarbone and down into Hermione's cleavage kissing then licking, kissing then licking.

Hermione pushed jacket and shirt down Harry's tan wide back feeling the heat of his dark almond skin.

"Oh baby. I can't wait. Please baby..." Hermione whispered loving the mouth sinking into her cleavage, licking her breast tops showing out of the emerald scoop bodice. "I am ready. You guys are too much. Please hurry, I need you both NOW. Please, please, PLEASE."

Draco rotated his tight wide buns encased in the black silk of his trousers, then pirouetted to face her, dipping his tightly trousered knees. With a flip the bib and tucker and black tie flew off him revealing a massive V-shaped chest, gleam pecks with thick manly nipples olive in color and covered with a mat of thick wiry chest hair. His abdomen had a sexy slash of dark man hair plunging over the washboard abs into his pants which showed hard rage underneath the waste.

"Oh yes. Oh Draco, you are beautiful, so beautiful, so scrumptious. More." Hermione called rubbing her chest into Harrys attentive mouth.

Draco rotated his chest pecs in slow time to the plaintive pleading of Mirella Preni's voice.

Hermione was wet and dripping. A searing tightness gripped her belly as the bronzed Harry lowered his head, placed his hands on her stocking thighs and moved his fingers down over her knees.

Hermione felt the tension of his fingertips sliding down over her sexy kneecaps and behind her knees. His shirt down around his wrists. Hermione carefully undid his French cuffs on first one wrist then the other.

Harry smiled, licked his lips. His hands resumed their journey on Hermione's proud full plush hosed legs. His palms were on her calves. Down to her ankles, rubbing with desire on the golden cords of her elegant spike heels.

"Baby. I need to come. I need to come. Please. Draco. Please. I need to see you. Now baby."

Draco smiled proudly as his hands slowly ran up his torso, making his nipples hard, smoothing along his stomach. Now the 6 foot 4 god of fire slowly turned again and slipped his hands in his waist and showing more and more crack he lowered the pants teasingly down his firm olive-skinned buns and tapered hams to reveal a gold G-String down the center of his tight wide big boy booty.

He kicked his trousers free and began to slow-mo strut for her.

"Show me your cock....Now...show me. Take it out. Take it out. Show me your hose." Hermione stroked her fingers through Harry's hair pushing him lower between her legs. She knew he could smell her overpowering arousal just a few feet from his nose.

Harry, naked to the waist, his chest rising up and down. His coal black hair falling over one eye pushed Hermione's quivering legs apart and slid suddenly very hot fingers onto the tops of her thighs. Hermione jumped, and splayed her legs open back and forth and lifting both legs to Harry's shoulders slowly brought his head closer to her gushing gape.

"Lick me please, Harry. Baby. GoldenBoy. Lick your Hermione. I want to come. Make me come. I need it. Need your mouth." Hermione chanted as she drew her captive male to her sex, and watched Draco turn to face her from above on the butcher block altar.

The aria was reaching its pitch now, and Draco thrust his hips out as he turned to face the beautiful woman with the handsome black head between her legs.

Hermione gasped as she saw Draco's cock standing high up out of his crotch tenting the gold lamme' g-string. Draco rocked it slowly back and forth then side to side.

Hermione's tongue was hanging out and she gasped as she felt Harrys fingers slide on the crease between thigh and vulva on either side of her pussy.

"Oh, yes!" Hermione growled and steeled her calves to draw Harry's mouth closer as a wicked hot wet tongue tip ploughed from the base of drips up her dripping cunt, pushing her outer labia folds back and all the way up to the base of her high hung clitty.
"UN! Yes!" Hermione hissed grunted and humped, torn between languishing on Harry's tongue and staring at Draco's mass of meat that he slowly strutted and made sling side to side up and down.

Harry was moving left to right, right to left , tongue on inner right lab, tongue on inner left lab. Now he licked up. Then he licked down. He sucked.

"Oh God. Go God. DRAAAACO -- here I have to taste you while Harry licks me. Please. Please. OH! Harry.Harry.Harry. HHHAAAAAARRRRYYY!"

Draco leapt from the table and went quickly beside the tongue riding Hermione.

Silent he held his Gilded cock pouch to her red fingertips.

Hermione touched the tip. Bucked as Harry's nose nuzzled her clit-tip. Writhed.

"Oh you're so big Dra. Please feed me your cock...."

"All for you baby. All of it." Draco said holding his chest proudly letting Hermione feel the weight of it. Feel the heft.

"I will baby....let me come then I want to suck it while Harry makes me cum me again." Hermione humped Harry's face as he lickety-sipped her juices. His fingers clasped in her bare buttocks, parting her. His right index finger stroked pussy juice into her ass...worked inside.

"Ohhhh bugger me!" Hermione hissed, rubbing her high heels on Harry's bare back, and holding and squeezing Draco's cock that her tiny fist could hardly fit around.

Harry worked one finger up Hermione's luscious rear labyrinth and fingered her pussy wall as he licked flat tongued up her pussy to her sopping throbbing hard nub. He probed her anus and licked on the pussy wall hard. She felt tongue ride over finger in her ass and she bucked and clutched. Clinched and jammed her cunt opening high wide and deep to him as Harry's nose flicked her clit, flicked her clit, back and forth, back and forth. She clutched his thighs with her head, strained her thighs and the first pleasure seized her, rolled through her and Harry continued to lick.

She turned, still holding Harry's face in her pussy and deftly pulled down Draco's gold sling.

"Oh suck me you witch, suck it hard, slut." Draco said cruelly and quickly jammed the dark heavenly meat into her red lips and on her tongue.

Hermione was in her lab flutter as she rode out her release and started another ride. She hummed around Draco and saw him arch his back and thrust himself into the roof of her mouth as her tongue licked at the bottom of his high hard one. Olive, almost dark olive in color the thing was long and thin and like a stainless steel cylinder with criss-cross vein down the side.

Draco stuffed her mouth making her gag almost but she held her throat and sucked and slurped.

"Suck me Oh damn I knew this would be good. Harry, is she ready for me? I want to come fucking her not being bahhhhlooooed." Draco screwed up his face. His massive balls swinging at Hermione's diamond choker.

"Ready for you, Man," Harry pulled back licking his face and moved back.

Draco pulled cock away from Hermione's mouth.

"Noooo....I need...you'll hurt me. You are too big, Draco...no." Hermione was thrashing splaying her legs in and out. Her pussy was bereft.

"Be careful D-man, she has a real tight and small pussy. Don't jam her. She's scared of that."

"I need cock. Stuff me. " Hermione moaned.

Draco moved between her legs, standing over her. She thrust her hands between her legs, weaving red fingertips over her red glistening hungry labia, splaying them.

"Put it right here, Sir."

"Wait Draco -- this----" Harry gave Hermione a muggle condom in her right two fingertips and she leaned over, breasts popping out of her top and Draco in one flawless movement sleeked the gleaming golden sheath on his cock.

"Oh fuck me. Please fuck me. I'm empty."

"You playing with me, Slutbitch?" Draco grinned and bending legs...pushed cockhead to her dripping pussy.

"I'm coming I'm coming." Hermione wailed as the very touch of Draco's glans started outer lips clinching as he pushed in.

Harry pushed his pants down and kicked them aside. Naked now he leapt up and straddled Hermione's head letting his balls rest on her lips. Her face was his saddle. She started to lick the barely haired glandred balls. Then she kissed the aromatic dark red ball sac as Draco's penis filled and pushed her pussy gently apart and reshaping it to his uncompromising cock girth.

She crabbed her straining tense shapely legs and set spike heels in Draco's ass and pulled him in.

Harry has done his job so well, so well. She was stretched open wet and pliant as sexy putty.

2 inches, 3 inches, 4 inches....Draco moved in to her as her pussy reveled and ripped and throbbed cum waves into her quaking belly.

She clasped Harry's cock with her right hand and worked it, handing him. Flicking the head with her thumb and licking each ball.

Then Harry's bare thighs touched her earlobes and he offered cock tip to red lips.

Eagerly Hermione "O"ed her lips, and nibbled Harry into her mouth. The cockhead was hot and oozing precum she licked it and screwed up her face with desperate passion as Draco was almost into her belly with his cock -- a steel beam in her sheath and he was gently working it under Harry's orchestration.

"Easy Draco, fuck her slow. You don't want to rip her."

"Oh man, she is so fucking tight. She's coming all the time."

"In and out her slow and long, Draco. Her legs will go crazy on you."

"Lick me Hermione. I need to come." Harry whispered and eased half his cock into the her mouth.

Hermione was lost to the presence of cock in her mouth and the largest cock she'd ever had deep inside her cock.

Draco was amazingly gentle. He was pumping her left...and primping her to the right. His magnificent torso was rising up and down. His hams of hands wormed under her skirt and squeezed her ass cheeks, in and out. Then his manicured hard hands found her asshole, her sweet sexy tight little freak hole.

He probed...

Hermione groaned on Harry's cock biting down.

Harry squeezed her breasts, pushed her bra down and pinched both high thick nipples. Twisted them in response and started thrusting into her throat, dragging his balls over her nose, her eyes.

Draco was slow dancing cock into. His long wide magnificence filled her to the sin brim. Up and down her pussy walls rippled on it, loving the sleek slightly ribbed sheath that was throwing tide after tide of coming up her. She would come and tense, loosen and clinch...come and tense again as she up-and-down suck fucked Harry's cock.

"Arrrrrrrrghhhhhhh." Harry groaned and extracted himself and jacked spitting hot cream onto Hermione's cleavage all over her breasts.

"SHoooooooooooooottttt!" Draco growled as he lost control and THRUST ALL THE WAY in, the head of his cock flicking her G-lane and he skewed her greedy little sphinx rubbing pussy wall from her ass wall, pressing pussy to his thick hose.

Her own cum seared up her belly as she bucked her hot white ass out control onto the blonde's sheathed splendor filling her pussy wall to pussy wall, his heavy balls dangling on her white ass...His splendid stroking finger twisting in her little Rosie Jones.

It was Fucking Heaven. She wanted to fuck forever. The night had just begun...