Chapter 31
by
FreeUseLover
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A wonderful beginning
For a while, Harry simply just stared at her, open mouthed. Even though he did not look over, he was pretty sure ROn was doing the same thing. It was so strange. So hot. There she was, Hermione, his friend for years. SUre, he had fucked her before, just a few days ago. But this was different. Last time it was a spontaneous, spur of the moment thing. But today... Not only did she invite them here deliberately, she also told thme, yes please, more of that anytime you want.
He simply could not get over it. Hermione INVITED them here. Both of thm at once. Invited them here to, well, there was only one thing she wanted. One thing they all wanted. After a rather long silence, Harry finally replied "Hey" he simply said. What else was there to say? Ron echoed him with a mumbled "Hey" as well. "Will you be wearing that to our next game?" Harry jokingly asked, followed by a spurt of nervous laughter.
Hermione tilted her head to the side and gave him a crooked smile. "I do not think so" Ron weighed in with "If that outfit even survives the night." Harry looked at him. Hermione looked at him. Then, Harry and Hermione exchanged a look too. The sexual tension was sparkling all over the room. Harry did not even remember getting out his cock afterwards. But there he was, standing in front of Hermione, just as was Ron. One of her hands on either one of their hard dicks she slowly jerked up and down while looking back and forth between her two best friends.
"We should really talk about how we want to do this from now on" Hermione said. It was so strange, as if she was trying to work out the details of a plan but while jerking both of them off. "But maybe..." Her voice changed to a higher pitch and she blushed even deeper "...maybe afterwards."
Afterwards... If that was not a sign to start, Harry did not know what was. The briefest of glances over to Ron and they had decided. Harry climbed up on the bed behind Hermione while Ron stayed in front. While Rons hands were reachign out to find a good hold on Hermiones head, Harry placed hsi own hands on Hermiones firm ass, sliding up the very short skirt of her cheerleading outfit and exposing her already wet slit.
Hermione lesg were slightly parted already. All Harry had to do was position himself just in fron of her entrance and... He suddenly heard Hermione giving off slobbering groaning humming noises. He had barely touched her right? But as he looke dup, he saw that she was sucking off Ron with passion. Sucking off was an understatement, really. She was devouring his cokc, wildly licking all over the tip, just to then lower her head deep down his shaft.
First, Ron was just directing her head a bit, her pigtaisl floppin about with every move. But then he grabbed on to them. That was the sign Harry needed. He simply just shifted his weight forward and slid inside of Hermione. "Ahhh..." she started to moan but was quickly cut short by Rons cocok pushing inside of her open mouth with ****. After this, for the next few minutes it was in and out, in and out on both ends.
Hermione let off muffled groans and lustful noises Harry could not have imaginde in hsi wildest dreams. After a while, her hips lifted and she was in a doggy like position now. It did nto matter where she moved, back or forth, either way at least one dick was going deeper inside of her.
After some time, wqithout any given signal, they swapped positions. Hermione was on her back now, Ron on the bed between her legs and Harry standing nect to it, drilling down into her wide open mouth and holding on to her breasts. He had not seen when it happened, but it seems Ron was right. The top of her cheerleadig costume was ripped to shreds by now. As Hermione was twisting and turning ecstatically under ROns deep thrusts Harry put one foot up on the bed and pumped deep in her throat.
When Hermione hand suddenly held on to his balls it was all over, He came inside of her mouth, he came on her face, even a bit on her breasts. And a few seconds later so did Ron. They looke ddown at their friend. Hermione as drawing deep breaths, her eyes closed, her hair messy. The pigtails had loosened by now, her uniform was somewhere on the floor, ripped into pieces.
Her eyes still closed after a while she spoke up. It was strange to hear her normal talking voice again. Just one more reminder that they just FUCKED HERMIONE!
"So... I.. wow. right?" They both laughed and agreed "But now, we should probably talk about this new arrangement"

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Updated on Oct 2, 2024
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