Pansy and the two Bears

A rather interesting idea that would not leave me alone until I banished it from my brain the only way I know how...sharing. ^_^ Do enjoy.


Pansy and the two Bears...and Goldielocks?

“No!” Pansy shrieked as she stumbled down the hallway. Draco Malfoy walked casually behind her, Crabbe and Goyle lumbering in his wake. “I thought...”
“What, that I was going to actually marry you?” Draco taunted her with an evil smirk. “No Pansy, I never had any intention of honoring that contract, and I never will. So, to save me from having to openly defy my father, I've decided to find another solution.” Pansy looked up at her crush in horor. “What are you going to do, Draco? You can't sleep with me, it will bind you to the contract all the more.” He nodded. “Yes, but that does not hold true if someone else sleeps with you.” His malicious smirk widened as the implication hit her full force.
“No! Draco no, you can't be serious!” He suddenly rushed forward and had her pinned to the wall, his hands bracing his broad body on either side of her head. Pansy let out a shaky breath as she looked up to meet his cold eyes. “Oh I am, Pansy dear. I will not touch you sexually, however, if someone else were to do it for me, well, I'd have no choice but to tell my father and have the contract revoked.” Pansy glared up at him angrily. “If I tell him that I was raped, he'll know what you did and then where will you be?” Draco's smirk died a little, but Pansy got the distinct impression that he was considering a way around it.
Finally, he shrugged and got off of her. “Oh well. I'm sure Father won't mind me trying at least.” Pansy almost smirked in satisfaction. But Draco wasn't finished yet. “However, if I can prove that you enjoyed it...that can be construed as a form of consent.” Pansy paled. She kenw Draco, he would make her enjoy this, he would force it if need be. “You're sick.” She spat. He smiled at her from over his shoulder. “No, just desperate.” He sauntered out of the hall, leaving Pansy with the oafs. Just as Draco was about to disappear, she heard him turn and address the two burly boys. “Oh, and be careful. I want her deflowered, not killed.”
Pansy's eyes widened as she registered just exactly who was going to be raping her. She shook her head and backed away from them, unfortunately hitting the wall behind her, thus blocking her escape. They leered at her as they approached, both of them strong enough to rip a tree up. She winced as thoughts of what would become of her skin flitted through her mind. They said nothing as they pulled her from the wall she was trying desperately to cling to. Crabbe moved her flat to his chest, his hands on her upper arms firm but not bruising.
Pansy struggled in his hold, but it was useless. His grip was like iron. “Not here.” She whispered desperately as she felt Goyle's hands at her hips. They smirked at each other over her shoulder, but continued to molest her. Goyle started with her legs, sliding his meaty hands up and down them. Pansy fought off the tingling sensation that came with his touch, telling herself firmly that it was disgust that made her tremble. When he reached her inner thigh, however, she felt her resove crumbling. “NO!” She cried out as she felt her panties slipping down her legs. It was almost like his caress again, but this left her feeling open and vulnerable.
The garment was ripped in half and tossed to the corner of the corridor they were in, the shadows hiding it from view. Pansy closed her eyes, not wanting to face this torture. They flew open a second later as a finger slid up her nether lips and parted them. At the first stroke of a thick tongue, Pansy squealed. Both boy's chuckled at her exclamation but continued. Goyle licked at her softly, his tongue sliding easily over her clit. Pansy felt herself start to heat up as warmth pooled in her stomach and started to flow toward and from her groin.
She could feel her body turning traitor on her as her vaginal juices started to flow. Goyle hummed at her pussy, making her flinch in pleasure. She could no longer deny that she was enjoying this. Just this little bit of play was enough to undo her contract, provided that Draco could prove it. She jumped again as the questing tongue slid into her entrance. She felt her body open to it of its own violition. He continued to tease her opening as Crabbe started to knead her breasts. She hadn't even noticed when they had leaned her up against the wall, Goyle in between her spread legs, Crabbe behind her. Goyle's eyes sought hers from under her wool skirt, but she ignored him.
She felt Crabbe pull her white buttondown out of her skirt's waistband and start to unbutton it. Once that was done, he pushed her bra down to her stomach and let her breasts out of the restircting garment. He must have known that she would not cooperate beyond letting them get this overwith, so he left it snug against her torso. She could feel Goyle speeding up, making her moan out as his tongue delved deeper into her. She felt herself getting closer to orgasm as she bucked her hips lightly into his mouth. He swirled his tonue around her clit quickly, as if sensing her nearness to completion, and Pansy came with a loud sob.
Goyle got up to stand in front of her, his swollen cock rubbing against her abodomen. She looked down to see him opening his trousers and paniked. “Oh no...no...you cna't possibly...”
“Shhhh...” Crabbe said behind her. She looked over her shoulder and found his engorged cock already out, his hands on her hips. She tried to wiggle away but the hands grasping her were like steel. She tired herself out quickly, as her earilier orgasm started to take it's toll on her body and her resolve. She slumped against Goyle, her forehead on his shoulder. She felt them both move a little and then the blunt tip of Crabbe's cock started to push at her opening.
She tried to protest and get away again, but Goyle quickly stopped that as the head of his prick slid up her nether lips, just as his tongue had. Pansy found herself still moving, but not in a halting motion, against him. Crabbe groaned as he slipped farther into her tight heat. It had never felt like this before with any other girl. He broke through her hymen quickly and buried himself to the hilt inside her. Merlin it felt good. Her muscles clamped around him almost painfully tight, her body pushing back and forth, jostling his penis slightly, the slickness of her juices flowing continuously around him. He pulled out, loath to leave the tightness, but surged back in with a hard stroke.
Meanwhile, Pansy was moving against Goyle, her hips seeming to have a mind of their own as she bucked against his member. He moaned at the hot slick folds enveloping his cock and thrust harder against her. Crabbe sped up behind her, his thrusts becoming rougher and less coordinated as they all three started to loose control. Goyle bent down and claimed her lips in a hot kiss that left them both breathless as the assault continued on her body. Pansy was the first to come, her body's overstimulation making it harder for her to keep control. The boys, however, stayed at it for several more minutes. “Can't...stop...please...stop...too..much...”
Goyle gripped her hips harder as he slid his penis up and down her pussy, hitting her clit with his every stroke. He was frotting mindlessly against her body and Pansy felt herself build up again as his panting grunts got louder. Crabbe had set an almost brutal pace, ramming himself into her with vigor, going as deep as he could. Goyle was the second to come, his white seed shooting all over he and Pansy. He continued to thrust until he was spent, then slid to the ground. His tongue was on her clit again and Pansy screeched as he sucked it into his mouth. She came for a third time that evening right as Crabbe reached his limit.
“That's it, milk me.” He breathed in her ear as her inner muscled undulated against his shooting member. He went flaccid and pulled out with a squelch. Goyle cast a cleaning charm and they all righted themselves. Pansy sighed in frustration as she looked at the other two. “Well, I guess that was mostly consentual in the end.” Both boys nodded silently and they all three left for their common room.

Down the hallway, Draco Malfoy was pushed up against the stone wall while his father pounded into him. “God Draco...yes...” Draco groaned as his father hit his prostate again, thus making his hips thrust into the mouth of Harry Potter. Draco slid a hand down to grasp the head of raven hair as his father continued to ram into him. Finally, his father came. “Fuck...” He swore as his sire pulled out of him roughly. Harry slurped happily on his cock and Draco thanked Merlin for small miracles. Boy Wonder had the best mouth he'd ever fucked, and he'd needed it tonight as his father had not been gentle. Harry swirled his tongue around the head of Draco's cock and the blond thrust in to the hilt. Harry moaned in discomfort. “Shut up and get to it, Potter.” Harry took the hint and sucked hard as Draco used his mouth. Draco finally came and Hary sucked him dry. He pulled out of the Savior's mouth and turned around to find his father hard and masturbating to their little show. Harry got up and went to him, like the good little whore he was. Lucius had him face against the wall, crying out as the butt plug was pulled from him and replaced with Lucius' even bigger cock.
“Always so hot and tight. Both my boys...how do you do it?” He asked rhetorically as he slammed in to Harry from behind. Draco watched impassively as his rival was used by his father. Harry's eyes shone with silent tears as Lucius was never gentle with them, but Draco refused to lower himself to suck Potter off. His father didn't last very long, the stimulation of having come already too much for him. As he moved away from Harry and righted his clothing, Draco came up and without warning plunged into Harry's abused body. He and Harry moved flawlessly together, each of them maximizing their pleasure. Having been lovers since third year, they were well versed in each other's needs.
Lucius, not one to let an opportunity pass, moved behind Draco and used his already stretched hole once more. His pace was dictated by the boy's however, and he found that it was more pleasureable this way. “Fuck, maybe we should do it like this every time.” Luciud gasped out as the boys moved in tandem. They both shared a look of utter relief before they were all three catapaulted over the edge almost simultateously.
Lucius pulled out with a groan that was followed by a similar one from each boy as they too disentangled themselves. “Thank you, Draco, for showing me what that slut was up to.” Draco smiled at Harry, it was, after all, the Golden Boy's idea. “No problem.”

Finis

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