Hermione and Ginny

Hermione clenched her sphincter tight, but was no match for the intruding brute. With an exasperated grunt, she felt a second thick rod virtually split her behind in two, sliding far inside her bowels.

***

Neville had wanted to bed Ginny Weasley ever since she had first sidled up to his house's table four years ago. That he had not only been able to hold out so long for his first time, but also that she still retained such a remarkably tight tunnel greatly surprised the klutzy boy. All the same, he was not in any condition to hold out forever, and the sight of his friend getting double-tapped just a short distance away was too much to resist. "Oh, man, Ginny..." he groaned, boldly giving not a whit of warning that her slit was about to be inundated with creamy spunk. She had long stopped complaining about what was going on, and actually seemed to be enjoying it somewhat now. Her skin was glistening with a fresh coat of sweat even in such a damp setting, and the tiny nubs capping her boobs were flushed and hard. Neville could almost swear her hips were beginning to roll with him in time with each wheezing pant as her nether opening opened and closed to welcome his pulsating erection.

He felt sorry to leave her hanging by exploding so soon, but it couldn't be helped. With an exhilarative shout, he grabbed his girl even closer, squeezing the delicate, hanging bumps as he erupted in her now-sopping pussy. Ginny seemed to quickly realize that she was being inseminated for the first time ever, and started softly sobbing as each load splashed gleefully inside her womb.