Happy birthday Harry Potter!

Happy birthday to the boy who lived, Mr. Harold James Potter! On this joyous occasion why not have a reminder of the biggest reasons why we all wish we could be Harry Potter. Those reasons being all the lovely ladies of Hogwarts of course! So here they are as designed by LoyalServant for his page harrypotter3dsexies.

First we see the girls in their everyday sexy attire and then we see them all in their birthday suits! They look very ready to celebrate with Harry on his special day. Hermione, my favorite, is right at the top of the list, but I'm sure nobody would kick any of these beautiful witches out of their four poster. They are all truly magical. Enjoy!

Hermione by moonlight, candlelight, and booklight.

Here's an amazing piece depicting our favorite teen witch having a bit of naughty magical fun all on her own. Or maybe she's just keeping herself occupied with that large toy until whoever she's waiting for arrives. Either way I know I'd love to be wandering Hogwarts at night only to be pleasantly surprised by this stunning vision. Unfortunately I didn't find an artist mark on this one, but I'm sure the style won't be difficult to recognize if I do find anymore from them. Enjoy!

Good Vibrations: Chapter 3

I've been so focused on continuing my own erotic fiction that I forgot to post the next chapter of this one. Sorry about that. To read the earlier chapters of Good Vibrations go to my posts in Sept. and Nov. Now without further ado, here is...

 
Good Vibrations 
By Stellata

Chapter 3

She heard the front door open just as Harry slipped out of her, still rock hard. Her muscles clenched down hopefully, but there was nothing there - she sighed unhappily… She had been so damn close.

Harry listened to Hermione’s desperate little moan and grinned as he tossed his invisibility cloak over his head. He took a firm grip on that lucky beaded wand embedded in her heat, pulled it out, and slammed it deep into her arse.

"Ahhh!" Hermione screamed, her climax surprising her.

"Merlin," came a choked gasp, as the visitors turned and saw Hermione cry and quake through her orgasm.

Hermione hung there, in the trance of afterglow, her senses coming back to her very slowly. Slowly she realized someone was running a finger delicately across her slit.

"'ow immodest," came a low purr, and a jolt of arousal went through Hermione as she realized who it was. "You do not mind, my love?"

"Not at all," came a deep voice filled with anticipation…

It was Fleur and Bill, Hermione thought in surprise, nearly swooning as she wondered what they might do to her.

Fleur Delacour knelt between Hermione's thighs and kissed her softly on her lower lips. Harry canceled the vibration spell just before Fleur captured the small nub between her lips and applied a perfect amount of pressure.

"Ohhh!" Hermione wailed. Fleur's lips tightened, making Hermione shiver and clench. It was just too much, too much...

"She tastes divine," Fleur purred. "Come here."

Her fiancé came to her obediently. She kissed him passionately, sharing the taste with him.  Bill moaned when Fleur finally released him from the kiss.

"Join me," she commanded, and Hermione felt two tongues began to lick her up and down, at a tortuously slow pace.

Hermione's head lolled back as she moaned, powerless to their ministrations. She wished desperately that she could see them… It would be quite a sight - they were both so gorgeous!

One tongue left, and she felt someone crawling underneath her. The beads were pulled out, and she whined in protest.

She was spanked once, hard, and she quieted immediately. And then - oh my, someone was licking her arse. Slow circles at first, as whoever was at her clit lapped at it slowly, then both nimble tongues were pushing inside her, energetically fucking her.

It felt fantastic - but not quite enough. She hung there for what seemed like ages, mewling despairingly, craving to come again.

"Please let me come," she pleaded.

"She's so hot when she's desperate," Bill groaned, "Can we - "

"Not yet," Fleur hissed, and Hermione shivered. She realized then, as she felt pressure once more behind her, as Fleur was still talking, that Fleur was in front, and Bill was in back.

"Please," Hermione tried again, and Fleur bit down on her clit, eliciting a screech from the helpless witch.

Fleur licked her a little longer, then leaned back and whispered a complex transfiguration that Hermione had never heard before.

"Up," she ordered, and Hermione groaned as Bill stopped eating her out.

"Please shag me…" Hermione pleaded, hopefully. Fleur cast two lubrication spells, puzzling Hermione for a moment -

Then they plunged into her, and she shrieked. They gave her no time to adjust, just forced their way deep inside her. Without sight, and just feeling, Hermione could tell Bill was filling up her arse, and Fleur was fucking her with some sort of strap on. She could tell by the differing warmths, the way the 'cock' in her vagina was vibrating, and the way his balls slapped against her perineum.

"S'good," She gasped, and Fleur kissed her passionately, and then leaned over Hermione’s shoulder to kiss Bill. "More, please…"

"More?" Fleur was amused. "Tres bien… Engorgio."

Fleur's 'cock' expanded within her, and Fleur widened her stance slightly to achieve greater depth with the steely cock.

Hermione howled as it bottomed out inside her. Fleur chuckled lowly and circled her hips against Hermione’s, in effect grinding the cock savagely against Hermione's cervix.

"Listen to her," Fleur groaned, grabbing Hermione's hair in one hand and yanking her head to one side. Hermione's screams grew more insistent as Bill and Fleur lay down biting kisses on her neck.

"I wish we could keep her," Fleur moaned, and bit Hermione's lip until it bled. "She's gorgeous."

"Fleur," Bill groaned.

"Do not come," Fleur snarled. Bill gritted his teeth and hammered his hips into this alluring, wanton young woman.

Hermione screamed as if they were killing her as they drove into her as hard as they could. It felt like they were pounding her within an inch of her life, like their cocks were going to break her apart and shatter her into little pieces - if she didn't explode around them first. They were ravishing every sensitive nerve cluster inside her… Fleur angled herself perfectly to slam against her clit, g-spot, and cervix all at once…

She was surely going to die of pleasure, Hermione thought, just as the world disappeared.  Everything turned to stars as her entire body trembled and she came like there was no tomorrow, wailing endlessly with her release.

Fleur groaned upon seeing Hermione come, ramming herself harder into her swollen, abused hole and grinding deeply. The pressure on the blonde's clit increased, and Fleur shrieked as the pressure inside her burst, her hips bucking harder as she came, thrusting mindlessly and extending Hermione's climax.

Feeling Hermione seizing around him and hearing his gorgeous lover's noises as she reached her peak was too much for Bill to handle. He roared, fucking into that perfect arse until he was completely spent, and his voice was hoarse.

Fleur's arms went around Hermione, reaching for Bill, and as they clung to each other, they held her tightly between them as her cries of passion faded to sighs of happiness. Sated, Bill carefully pulled out. Fleur unbuckled her strap-on, and with a few charms, left it vibrating softly inside the sated, fettered witch.

Fleur kissed Hermione farewell. The younger woman's mouth opened helplessly in surrender, and Fleur delved in, relishing the feel of it, before heading over to Bill.

"To bed?"

"We're – just going to leave her like that?" Even after his earth shattering orgasm, the sight of her like that, used and utterly debauched, made him twitch.

"You're right…" Fleur stepped back over to Hermione, who sighed and leaned in for a kiss - just as Fleur slid the beaded wand up her arse.

Hermione whined, but could do nothing to resist. Fleur upped the vibration on both intruding objects, kissed Hermione sweetly on the lips, and led Bill upstairs and away.

Hermione shuddered. She had just had a sensational orgasm, but the toys were still pulsating inside her, slowly winding her up all over again.

"Oh please," She babbled. "Oh god oh god please Harry!"

He didn't appear, and she hung there, victim to the slow, agonizing pleasure. She felt like she was there forever, but it still felt good, even as she seemed to plateau, and she began to despair that she would never climax…

Then there they were, a pair of wonderfully familiar lips covering her own, and those amazing fingers massaging her clit, and as he whispered her name, everything was perfect and she was gone.

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Harry looked at her for another moment before getting her down and into his arms. He carried her upstairs and deposited her into his bed.

He curled around her, thinking of how perfect she was. How beautiful, good, and giving she was to him. And how damn lucky he was to have her.  If he didn't trust Sirius, and Bill and Fleur, he would never have asked them to stop by today... As it was, he had been prepared to take her down and hide her the second his alarms indicated that anyone else was arriving.

It had been quite an experiment, and a successful one at that. He still knew that Hermione was his – she showed him she was every day – but having some fun together… That only made things better, and hadn’t seemed to lessen their relationship.

As long as they kept each other informed, he couldn’t imagine saying no to a request from her to shag someone she wanted…  He wondered whom else Hermione would be interested in shagging, and grinned as he remembered how stunning Hermione and Fleur were together.

Harry smiled and kissed his sleeping witch on the forehead. It had really been an excellent day… They had both seemed to enjoy themselves.

Perhaps, Harry thought, when they headed back to Hogwarts next week, they could talk to Ginny about what she had seen last week in the living room…

Hermione's hand jobs.

Here's a great one by an artist called Akabur from whom I hope to find more great work. No wonder Hermione's the smartest when she won't let anyone else focus during class. If I were sitting next to her I wouldn't be able to focus on intellectual stimulation anyway, so I may as well be enjoying some manual stimulation. She's brilliant, beautiful, and ambidextrous. What a woman. Enjoy!