Double Delight

When it had first started, Hermione considered herself the luckiest girl in both the Magical and the Muggle world. Not only did she have two guys, when most girls her age couldn't even get one, but one of those guys was the legendary Harry Potter. And, Ron wasn't exactly terrible. She had two great guys wrapped around her finger, and when she wasn't studying, she was having the time of her life.

She couldn't remember exactly when it all started, but it was around the middle of her fourth year at Hogwarts when things had really picked up. She had been dating Ron for a while, even finding a few hidden places to sneak off to to have sex. But one day Harry came to her needing a date to a dance and she was the only girl he really knew. Of course Ron threw a fit, but she would do anything to help her friend. She wanted to make a big deal of it because a date with Harry was almost like a date with a prince, and she also wanted to rub it in to Ron's face for being so jealous. She was hanging off of him like a newlywed woman on her honeymoon, but things got a little out of hand and one thing led to another and she ended up sleeping with Harry that night. She told Ron and he was too afraid to lose her, he just bit his tongue and let it slide. And Harry was always too nice to say anything. And so, somehow they never really talked about it and it never got resolved.

A few weeks later, after sitting through a particularly irritating Snape lesson, Hermione left the dungeon frustrated out of her mind. Once they were clear of the rest of the class, she pulled Harry to the side and kissed him, just desperate to break herself out of her frustrated mood. But what she didn't realize was that Ron was standing beside her when she did this, or it was more like, she didn't realize that it mattered. Again there was a few moments of jealousy but in the end, Ron just bit his tongue. It bothered Hermione a little but it also gave her a little bit of a naughty rush. She wasn't sure how far she could take it, but she determined to find out.

A few days later they were hanging out in the Gryffindor common room, finishing up a little homework that took so long they were the last ones still awake. Harry and Ron were all but ready to go to sleep, but Hermione was wanting to test the limits of how far Ron would let her go. She climbed up on Harry's lap, straddling him with her knees and pressing her crotch against his stomach. Before either of the guys could react, she leaned in and kissed Harry so passionately and deep that she pulled her lips back, the room was spinning in a haze of pleasure. She looked over at Ron who was staring at her with his mouth open wide in disbelief. There was a bit of anger and hurt in his eyes, but still he kept his mouth shut.

Good boy, she thought, surprising herself at how devious that just felt. When had a good girl like her become so bad. She pulled Ron over to her and rewarded him with a nice long kiss, still straddling Harry. She didn't care. It felt too good to have this much control over people.

She was still having sex with Ron regularly, which she figured was the main reason he was putting up with the way she was acting. She wasn't one to gloat, and she knew she wasn't the best looking girl at Hogwarts, but realistically she knew she was better than anything Ron could hope to get. She didn't even really know why she liked him in the first place. Maybe risking their lives fighting beside Harry gave them a bond no one else came close to. No one else except for Harry.

Sex with Ron had gotten a little stale ever since she had started messing around with Harry. Ron had tried to pick up his game a little, maybe win her back by proving how good he was, but his frustration and jealousy was crushing his ability to perform. Hermione found herself in bed with Harry more often than with Ron because, not only was it naughty and exciting, it was actually fun and passionate and nothing felt forced.

About a month went by like this, Hermione swapping back and forth between partners. And sometimes when she was really bored or adventures, she'd sleep with both in the night. But one night, a Death Eater showed up near Hogwarts. Harry once again, did the work of a couple fully grown aurors. It had become pretty standard and once things settled down, they had pretty much put it out of their minds. But what stuck was the Room of Requirement. Hermione had been in it before, but she hadn't really thought about it since. Now, it seemed like a much easier place to sneak off to for her night time rendezvous. She grabbed Ron, told the room exactly what she wanted, and entered to find something she hadn’t asked for.

"Harry?" Hermione asked, dumbfound.

"What the bloody hell?" Harry gasped, looking around. "Where am I? Did I apparate?"

"How many times do I have to tell you? You can't apparate inside of Hogwarts." Hermione sighed, trying to blow away some of the tension. Was the room trying to tell her what she needed right now was Harry? Did it even work that way?

Harry looked around. Even though the room was set up different, the overall design was familiar. "The Room of Requirement?" He asked blankly. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Beats me." Ron shrugged.

"I was going to have a little fun with Ron until you showed up." Hermione explained.

"Like I had a choice." Harry argued pointlessly. "So, what? Should I go or join in or what?"

Hermione smirked at Harry's since of adventure. "Well, the room sealed until I'm fully satisfied. I didn't want anyone walking in until we were done."

"Until you're satisfied?" Ron stared at her, puzzled.

Hermione turned to Harry and whispered loud enough that Ron could still hear her without any problem. "Ron's been a little lazy recently. I figured this way he'd have to put a little more effort in to it if he wanted to get back to his bed before morning."

"You were going to hold me hostage?" Ron gasped. "Harry, had she ever pulled something like this with you?"

Hermione intercepted the question. "I wouldn't have to if you'd last longer than five minutes."

Ron's already red cheeks turned a little redder. Hermione suppressed a grin, this was the reaction she wanted. She pulled off her robes and pressed her naked body against Ron's trembling form. "Wanna shoot for twenty? Harry always makes it to twenty."

Harry stared at her but didn't say anything. They both knew it was a lie, but Hermione didn't care and Harry wasn't going to contradict praise like that. Hermione smiled as she watched Ron strip down in determined frustration. Good, Hermione thought, still surprised at how manipulative she had become.

"Harry?" Hermione called innocently.

Harry looked back and forth between his best friend and his lover. Hermione could tell that Harry was a little uncomfortable with Ron in the room with them, but she knew he wouldn't pass up an opportunity like this. Harry was a little obsessive went it came to intimacy. Maybe it was because he wasn't hugged enough as a kid, but whenever the clothes came off, he couldn't keep his hands off of her. Harry quickly tossed his robes to the side and joined Hermione and Ron by the bed.

"So how should we..." Harry asked but was cut off by Hermione's tender lips being pressed to his own. She was still doing everything she could to make Ron jealous, and but the red tint covering his entire body, she could tell it was working.

"Come here." She called to the both of them. She sat down on the bed and grabbed a hold of their cocks, guiding their owners where she wanted them. She brought Harry's cock up to her mouth, giving Ron one last taunting look before she wrapped her velvety soft lips around it and began to suck. She didn't leave Ron out completely, she reached over with one of her delicately smooth hands and started to stroke his shaft, pumping it in tempo with her mouth.

Then she swapped sides, taking Ron's cock in to her mouth while jerking Harry's slick cock with her hand. Back and forth, she switched, never leaving a cock long enough for the saliva on it to grow cold. After a while she abandoned her hands and just focused on how far down their shafts she could get her lips. Ron had an unfair advantage, his cock was only eight inches long, dwarfed by Harry's impressive eleven. Still, she hadn't tried deepthroating very often and she had to really work just to get her lips to the base of Ron's now throbbing cock. As a sort of victory lap, Hermione held her lips in place for as long as she could feeling his heart beat pulsing through his cock deep within her throat. She bobbed her head slightly, stroking the entirety of his cock with her throat.

Ron grunted like he was about to cum so Hermione pulled her head off of him, pointing to the clock on the wall. "Four minutes Ron. That's it?"

The determination in Ron's face was priceless. Through sheer willpower he forced himself to calm down. Hermione smiled, her plan was working. Hermione turned back to Harry's cock, running her tongue up the length of it. The anatomy of what she was trying to do was pretty simple, but the size of Harry's cock made it difficult. She practically flung herself down the length of his shaft, blowing past the halfway mark with no problem. She eased herself down to three quarters, but any further made her gag. She tried everything, relaxing her throat, bobbing up and down, and even just brute force, but all she ended up doing was gagging herself faster. But still, she was undeterred.

"Here." Harry groaned, reaching his hand under her chin. "Look up at me."

She did and her throat opened up a little more. This little victory gave her the resolve she needed to push through to the end. Ignoring the gagging sensation burning in her throat, she forced herself to the end, bashing her lip a little against her teeth, but she didn't care. She twisted her head a little, torquing Harry's cock in her velvety wet vice. Harry's body jerked so hard Hermione was sure his dick went another inch down her aching throat. With a loud groan Harry came, his hips spasming against her face. Hermione tried to pull back, but Harry had his hands around her head and in a rush of ecstasy, he wasn't letting go. She felt his cock jerking and twitching deep in her throat, hot cum pouring directly in to her stomach. Hermione could barely breath and had to shove Harry off of her, his cock unsheathing from her throat and spewing a few last spurts of cum in to her mouth and on her deceivingly innocent looking face. Harry caught his breath while Hermione tried to find one.

When their breathing finally returned to normal, Harry apologized. "Sorry about that. It just felt so good I couldn't control myself."

Hermione grinned, noticing how sore her jaw was. "It's okay. I just wish I could have tasted more of it."

They both chuckled a little, but Ron didn't look like chuckling. "Why did he get to cum so early?"

"Because." Hermione replied, using Ron's frustration to her advantage. "He'll be ready to go again in a few minutes. If I had let you finish, you would have rolled over and went to sleep. Where's the fun in that?"

She could see the irritated jealousy in Ron eyes. He didn't reply.

"You ready then?" She grinned, pulling Ron to the bed.

Ron didn't even waste his breath answering. Before Hermione’s back even his the bed, Ron was buried balls deep in Hermione’s tight little vagina. He started thrusting in to her furiously, pounding out everything he had, desperate to prove he was better than Harry. Hermione couldn't have planned it any better, reveling in the lust crazed monster she had created.

Hermione grabbed Ron around the shoulders and rolled them both over, taking her position sitting upright on his cock. Even with Ron on the bottom he still wouldn't let up, thrusting up against her whole body, like a bronco trying to buck off its rider. This lasted for what felt like a wonderful eternity. She hadn’t been fucked with this kind of raw passion before in her life. She could have died like this and been happy.

"Ready?" Harry called over, visibly ready for another round.

Ron's stamina had peaked and he was only able to keep up a slow and steady tempo, letting Hermione do most of the work riding him as she saw fit.

"Took you long enough." She called back, leaning her chest down on to Ron's and sticking her butt up in to the air.

"You sure?" Harry asked nervously. They had never tried anal.

"Do you want me to say no?" Hermione said sarcastically, desperate to keep her lust driven buzz from slipping away.

Harry didn't give it a second thought. He climbed up behind both of them gripping Hermione's slender hips with his hands and he plunged his cock deep in to her impossibly tight ass. Harry groaned, almost ready to cum again, but he pushed through it and pushed himself deeper, trying to ease his way past all the resistance. Ron's hands came up next to Harry's and he began his assault over again. Harry tried to keep up, but her ass was just too tight. He tried short quick jabs and after a while, Hermione relaxed a little, allowing him to push more and more of his cock deep in to her rectum.

It was weird, Hermione could actually feel the two cocks bumping in to each other deep within her abdomen. The sensation was too much for her to handle. She collapsed against Ron's body and just laid there as she let her two closest friends ravager her body. She could feel her insides churning, her body burning from desire. She remembered why she had chosen Harry to take her ass. A cock that long would have bruised her cervix, but she didn't have any trouble fitting the entire length of his cock deep in her ass. By the time Harry bottomed out, Hermione was relaxed enough that he was able to thrust in and out of her with ease.

Ron and Harry found a rhythm, alternating so that she always had a cock being thrust in to her from one side or the other. In a uncontrollable fit of Hermione's body rock between her two lover's bodies, grinding her hips so wildly Harry's cock had slipped out of her. Her hot wet excitement gushing out of her and on to the bed.

"Should we switch?" Harry asked, slowly stroking his cock to keep it hard.

"No." Hermione gasped out of breath. "Just push it in with Ron's."

Harry stared at her baffled. Her pussy was almost too tight for his cock when it was just the two of them. His and Ron's? It wouldn't work.

"Do it." Hermione gasped, her mind spinning with overwhelming euphoria.

Harry gritted his teeth and pushed the head of his cock at the tiny gap between Ron's cock and Hermione's pussy. It stretched a little, but his cock just wouldn't fit.

"Harder." Hermione practically shouted, desperate for his cock.

Harry threw his hips forward, feeling his cock burst through the barrier and slipping down in deep to meet Ron's. Hermione screamed out in pain and pleasure, her vagina quivering and trembling just trying to stay intact. It felt weird having his friend's cock throbbing alongside his, but the feeling of Hermione's impossibly tight pussy practically crushing his cock with its hot wet walls drove everything else from his mind. They started off slow, thrusting in unison in to Hermione's spasming vagina.

Ron got a little excited, thrusting a little too quick and his cock slipped out. He tried to fit it back in but it was taking too long.

"Here, lay down together." Hermione commanded, placing them so that their heads were going different directions and their legs were intertwined, their cocks both locked side by side. Hermione climbed up beside them, and wrapped her lips around both heads of their cocks at once. She could taste her own slippery sweet excitement that was dripping from their cocks and she licked and sucked them clean. She didn't know if it was even possible, but her inquisitive mind drove her to find out. She relaxed her jaw and eased her mouth down both dicks at once. She was only able to fit a few inches in her mouth but she had beaten her own gag reflex before and was determined to do it again. Ignoring every throbbing and burning sensation in her throat she forced herself down the twin shafts, thinking that they had grown thicker since the last time she did this. It didn't matter. Tears were pouring down her eyes but she forced herself lower, her body orgasming from the sheer depravity of what she was doing. She used the euphoric state to force herself lower making it all but three inches. She was so close but her body couldn't take anymore. She was pulling back to catch her breath, but both Harry's and Ron's hands were gripping the back of her head. With on last push her lips were crushed against the bases of both of their cocks.

Hermione didn't even have time to realize what she had done before her body's survival instinct kicked in and she forced herself up off of their cocks to gulp down much needed air. She coughed for about a minute before she realized where she was and that she still had two cocks waiting for her attention.

"Just... Just one more thing I wanna try." Hermione gasped, her body wrecked with pleasure.

She grabbed both of their cocks in one hands, stroking them in a tight fist. She was trying to gauge their size, but she was too tired to care anymore. She guided Harry's longer cock towards the entrance of her ass again and sat down slowly. Her ass was still sore but at this point, she was too tired to care about that either. She held Ron's cock in place alongside Harry's feeling her ass hole strain as it tried to push its way inside. Hermione let her legs go and let gravity do the rest. She slid down their cocks, throwing her head back to scream out in pain, but her voice was nothing more than a labored breath.

As her mind slowly made since of all the stimulation in her body she felt herself shudder from a weak orgasm. Desperate to draw out that feeling she slowly rocked her hips forward, feeling every tissue fiber in her ass straining in a state past pleasure or pain. She bucked her hips again, bouncing herself slightly up and down on their rock hard shafts. Harry and Ron must have taken that as a signal that it was okay for them to start moving. Hermione tried to stop them but her brain was too busy to even think. All she could do was feel.

They started thrusting together, stretching her even more. But both men were at their limits, ready to burst at any moment, so their motions became erratic. Ron's quick short bursts and Harry's long drawn out thrusting drove Hermione out of her mind. When they both would thrust, the tips of their cock would fork out in different directions, stretching her out on the inside as well. She was only half conscious when she felt one of their cocks throb harder than she had ever felt. It continued to throb and twitch and she felt a warm sensation tingling up her spine. The other cock erupted seconds after, the warm sensation shooting deeper in to her bowels, flooding her insides with a creamy oozing sensation from her stomach down to her ass. She rolled over, their cocks flopping out of her and their cum pouring out of her ass in a torrent of sticky white goo.

Hermione didn't remember what happened later that night. Somehow she had made it back to her own bed because that's where she woke up the next morning. She woke up in a daze, wondering if it had all been some outrageous dream, but when she tried to move, she realized she was sore in all the right places. She wondered how she was supposed to go back to her boring old life after something like that. But it didn't really matter. She just knew that was the luckiest girl in the world.

End

Author's notes

This actually started out as a Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya fic, but I got a few paragraphs in and it just never really felt right. Next was an Evangelion fic but that didn't go past the idea point. This was mainly an experiment to see if I could use double deepthroat in a fic and the story built itself around that.

And as always, I'm always looking for suggestions or new ideas. Thanks for reading.