Hermione's Turn

"Your turn Hermione." Luna grinned.

Hermione blushed but didn't hesitate as she slid off the table and bent over, her round ass in the air, inviting Harry's attention. He positioned himself behind her, his still-hard cock nudging at her wet entrance. With a deep, needy sigh, she pushed back against him, taking him in inch by inch.

The sensation of Harry filling her was exquisite, his girth stretching her in a way she never thought possible. She could feel every ridge and vein as he pushed deeper, her walls clenching around him, eager for more. Luna watched, her eyes dark with desire, as Harry began to thrust into her friend.

The sound of their skin slapping together was a symphony of lust, echoing through the Great Hall. Hermione's moans grew louder with every stroke, her nails digging into the wooden table as Harry's hips met her ass with a rhythmic thud. She had never felt so exposed, so used, and she reveled in it, pushing back to meet him thrust for thrust.

The crowd around them had turned into a sea of writhing bodies, each one lost in their own carnival of passion. The sight was overwhelming, a testament to the power of desire that had taken hold of the castle. Harry's eyes scanned the room, taking in the debauchery, his arousal growing with every glimpse of bare skin and every muffled cry of pleasure.

He grabbed Hermione's hips, his grip firm as he thrust into her with increasing ferocity. Her moans grew louder, her body trembling beneath his as she approached her own peak. Luna watched, her hand idly playing with her own swollen clit, her chest heaving as she took in the scene before her.

As Harry's pace grew more frenzied, Hermione's orgasm washed over her, her body tightening around him, her pussy milking his cock for every drop of cum. Harry groaned, his eyes squeezing shut as he felt his climax build, his balls tightening with the promise of release.

"Don't stop," Hermione begged, her voice strained with pleasure. "I want more."

Her words only served to inflame Harry's desire, and he didn't hold back, pounding into her with everything he had. Luna leaned in, her mouth capturing Harry's, sharing Hermione's taste with him as she watched her best friend lose herself in the moment. The three of them moved together, a tangle of limbs and passion, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.

The crowd around them had grown into a writhing mass of flesh, their moans and cries of pleasure urging them on. Harry felt the pressure building in his balls, the need to fill Hermione's tight pussy with his seed almost unbearable. With one final, powerful thrust, he reached his peak, roaring as he emptied himself inside her.

Hermione's body shuddered with the **** of her climax, her walls clenching around Harry's cock as he filled her completely. The feeling was so intense, she thought she might pass out, her knees buckling slightly. Harry held her up, his cock still buried deep within her, the warmth of their joined bodies a stark contrast to the coolness of the air.

The applause and cheers grew louder as the crowd saw the trio's passionate union come to a close. Harry slowly pulled out, his cock glistening with Hermione's juices. Luna's eyes followed the movement, her own desire flaring up once more.

A) Harry shows them a hidden chamber he discovered.

B) Luna has several others wanting to explore her. (Does she go off or stay with the couple?)

C) Tonks comes to Harry with a possible security issue

D) Many of the girls want a night with Harry. (Hermione offer a tournament where the winner gets one night with Harry)

E) Add.