Salvation!

Her body trembling in rage, nervous anticipation and pure and utter desire, Hermione followed the screams. It was not hard to find the two of them. To Hermiones shock, the noises were coming out of HER dorm room. Not that this really made much of a difference but still...

Arriving at the half-open door, she suddenly hesitated. She could hear Ginny moaning Harry groaning like a brainless animal. The mere sounds made her pussy quiver. But something kept her from just simply barging in there. Before she knew it, Hermione touched herself, rubbing her hand between her legs and listening: Listening to Harrys grunts. Listening to Ginnys moans, that should have been her own!

As she pulled her hand back up it was soaking wet. No, no this was not enough! Hermione pushed the door open and stepped inside. It was her dorm room after all, right? Her jaw dropped, as she saw the two of them. The least of shocks was, that they were doing it on HER bed! But the way Harry held her down there... He had practically folded Ginny in half, her legs pushed back next to her head, Harry holding them in place.

Every time Harry thrusts down into Ginny the soft bed would give way, they were almost bouncing up and down on Hermiones mattress. Open mouthed, she stared at t hem, watching them fuck wildly on her bed. She barely noticed how her robe slipped off her shoulders. Hermione went to the bed next to them, Lavenders, and crouched down on all fours, starting to finger herself for real now.

Hermione heart started racing as she saw Harry get up and look over to her. Until now, he had not even noticed her, but this changed now. He stood up, his cock, wet from Ginnys insides, glistened in the light of the fireplace as he approached Hermione from behind. SHe expected himto say something. Ask her what she was doing here for example. But he did not.

She felt a hand grab her hair from behind and pull at the same time, as something long hard and wet was being shoved inside of her. Shoved may not be the right word. Rammed, would be more appropriate. Her head yanked back, she Hermione found herself looking up at Harry, but she barely noticed anything apart from the rod of meat slammed inside of her, finally, FINALLY some cock, she thought and let out all of her frustration in a loud guttural groan.

Harry had stopped for a moment as he looked at her, but as Hermione screamed oh so wonderfully, he started back up again and slammed inside over and over, making Hermiones cheeks jiggle with every thrust. She had been so **** for cock that she came almost instantly. Before she knew it, Ginny was next to her on all fours and Harry was going back and forth between the two of them. But right now, Hermione would not have cared if it was Voldemort himself next to her, she was just happy to be the needy cockhungry brainless slut, albeit only for tonight.

Long after Harry was gone, she stayed on Lavenders bed, crouched on all fours, face collapsed forward into the matress. Every now and then a twitch ran through her thoroughly fucked body and she simply grinned and giggled like an idiot.