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“I will need to take a look.”

“What do you mean?“

“I need to see your pubic hair before I decide whether you should shave.”

“You’ve seen it when we shower. It’s red. I don’t think you really need to look at it.”

“The least you could would be to take off those silly trousers. Hermione and I did so.”

Ginny sat for a second. She and Hermione stared blankly back-and-forth. It had grown quiet, with only a couple of stragglers at the lake; most everyone else had gone to dinner. They stayed within their magical bubble.

Ginny stood and unbuttoned her khakis. Harry motioned for her drop the panties. Harry quietly told herself that she was no longer going to act like the old Harry, and she was going to follow up on their two messages: they wanted sex, and they liked being told what to do.

“Drop the panties, Ginny,” she said firmly. Ginny did. “You’re lovely. Now lie back down, on your towel next to Hermione.” She did. “Spread your legs for me just a little bit.” Harry looked at her. She could feel her own wetness. Ginny, embarrassed, put her head in her hands.

“Here’s how I think about it,” Harry said as she ran fingers through Ginny red pubic hair, looking at her puckering slit. “Your hair is unusually soft and straight. I think it’s lovely, and mine would not be a minority opinion. Hermione, take a look. Do you think she has a lovely pussy?

Blushing, Hermione choked out, “yes, I’d say it’s nice.”

“To be fair, Hermione, we should also take off our panties. Hermione grudgingly did so. A thatch of chestnut hair protected the girl’s pussy.

Harry pulled her wet panties off as well.

“Ginny, she thinks you have a nice pussy, what do you think of hers?

“Well,” Ginny said in a whisper. “Hers is nice as well.”

“Hmmm,” Harry began. “Take a closer look. And maybe think about it when it’s getting used. Since H enjoys using the word cunt, I think that’s how you should think of hers.”

“It’s nice. It’s pretty.”

“Her what?”

“Her cunt. Hermione has a pretty cunt.”

“Pretty,” Harry said, as if debating, increasingly clear the two of them had never gotten it on with each other, but reassured that they did do as they were told. “I’m not sure a cunt can be nice, but I don’t think it’s supposed to be nice and pretty. It’s made to grip hard cock in such a way that the cock spurts. That’s it’s job aside from the few times in a lifetime in which it’s a baby chute. The rest of the time, Hermione’s pussy is all about cock. Harry stroked Hermione’s brown hair as well as Ginny’s red hair, occasionally dipping into one or the other’s labia, increasingly flitting across a clit.

“So, Ginny, shaved, you might feel cleaner, or you might be going for a Lolita boundary violation look or maybe prepubertal nonsexual.” Ginny’s face was completely covered by both hands, and her eyes were closed. Hermione had thrown one arm over her face, but her eyes darted between Harry’s hands.

“Or maybe you just like to have your slit more visible. more visible when you do start fucking. It’s interesting, but I’m sure you can already hear the sound of wetness, both of you have gotten really wet with just a few touches. And you’re both pulsating against me. Spread further, both of you. Neither of you has any hair where my fingers are and where a cock would be rubbing, sliding, and penetrating. All he’d feel is softness. Am I right, Hermione. Does Ron complain of the hair when he’s fucking you?”

“No, he’s generally very grateful.” She said softly.

“H, when is the last time you got some of your Weasley dick?”

“We fucked last Sunday. I blew him after breakfast this morning, after he’d gotten me to come with his hands.“

“Your friend has some catching up to do.“ Harry moved both hands to Ginny. She lowered her mouth to an inch from Ginny’s pussy, and then onto and inside, and alongside. Licking and nibbling. The girls were silent aside from heavy breathing. When Ginny began to grind, Harry stopped. “And I also have some catching up to do. Literally no one has been inside my pussy, ever. We’re going to miss dinner, but within an hour, some pussies are going to officially become cunts, and we’ll have more secrets to share.”

Harry returned to licking Ginny’s tight slit. Moments later, he felt Hermione lapping at hers. She gathered a fistful of Hermione’s hair and began to firmly grind into her face, while she wedged one and then two fingers alongside her own tongue and into Ginny’s wetness.