Romilda's Wish (Ch. 5 - Caught in the Library)

Disclaimer: Hogwarts start at the age of 16, making all characters Harry encounter 18+

The library was bathed in the soft, warm glow of the setting sun, the dust motes dancing in the golden light as they floated lazily through the air. The scent of old parchment and aged leather filled the room, creating a sense of comfort and familiarity. The sound of pages turning, the soft murmur of students studying, the gentle hum of magical tools all blended together to create a symphony of scholarly pursuits. But amidst all this, one sound stood out, one sound that was completely out of place in such a hallowed hall of learning.

At least to those close enough to hear it.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the sound of heavy breathing, the sound of moans and whispered pleas. The sound of two bodies moving in perfect harmony, lost in the throes of passion.

Romilda Vane bounced on Harry's cock, her naked body glistening with sweat, her long, black curls cascading down her back as she rode him. Her massive tits bounced wildly with each movement, threatening to spill out of Harry's hands as he held her from behind.

"Fuck, you feel so good, Romilda," Harry groaned, his eyes flickering closed as he savoured the sensation. "Your pussy is so fucking tight. I could fuck you forever."

Romilda moaned in response, her head thrown back, her eyes closed as she rode him faster and faster, her hips moving in a frenzy as she chased her pleasure. "Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the private library room. "Fuck me harder, Harry! Fill me up with your big, fat cock!"

But just as Harry felt himself reaching the edge, the door to their room swung open, and in walked Hermione and Ginny. Hermione's eyes widened in shock as she took in the scene before her, her books clattering to the floor as she stared in disbelief. Ginny, on the other hand, looked positively delighted, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she took in the sight of Romilda bouncing up and down on Harry's glistening cock.

"What in Merlin's name is going on here?" Hermione demanded, her voice an octave higher than usual, her eyes flickering between Romilda and Harry, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "This is a library, not a b- brothel! And you're fucking in my favourite study spot! Have you no shame, Romilda?"

Harry thought it funny that Hermione never seemed to get mad at him, but always at Romilda for these things. He was partially to blame after all. He didn't mind, though - as it gave him the freedom to keep going without interruption.

Romilda moaned in excitement as she looked over at the two newcomers. "Oh, come on, Hermione," she teased. "Don't be such a prude. We were just- fuck, we were just studying!" she added, her voice breathy as she continued to bounce on Harry's cock.

Hermione blushed even deeper at the thought of mixing sex with her favourite activity. "S-studying?" she stuttered, as she gingerly picked up her fallen books and took a seat next to Ginny, facing the two lovers. "I've walked in on the two of you in that exact position like five times just this past week, Romilda! If you were 'just studying', shouldn't you at least be trying out different positions or something?" she added with a hint of a blush on her cheeks.

Romilda giggled, her eyes alight with amusement. "Well, if you're so interested, Hermione, why don't you join us?" she offered, her voice light as she rose up off Harry's cock, leaving it standing tall and proud, a droplet of pre-cum glistening at its tip. "I'm sure you have a lot to learn about how to properly appreciate a man like Harry."

Hermione squirmed in her seat, her eyes flickering between the glistening cock in front of her and her books. "I-I don't think that's a very good idea, Romilda," she stammered, her voice shaking slightly. "I have far too much work to do, and I don't have time to-"

"Oh, come on, Hermione," Ginny interrupted, her voice filled with excitement as she watched Romilda sink back down on Harry's cock. "You know you want to. Look at you, all flushed and embarrassed. You're clearly curious. Why not give it a try?"

Hermione shot her a glare, her eyes narrowing as she frowned at her friend. "I am not curious, Ginny!" she snapped, her voice rising with each word. "I'm just-"

"Then at least take off your top," Harry interrupted, his voice low as he started thrusting back up into Romilda. "I mean, if you don't want to join us, I understand. But you can't just get a free show without giving anything back, now, can you?"

Hermione stared at him for a moment, her eyes flickering between his face and his cock, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion. She knew she should be angry at the absurd demand, but she couldn't help the heat that was rising in her cheeks.

"Fine," she huffed, reluctantly unbuttoning her shirt, leaving her in nothing more than a simple white bra. It wasn't like she needed to keep her clothes on to study, she thought. "But only if you promise this is the last time I have to deal with this. I don't want to have to see this every time I come to study here."

Harry smiled, his eyes alight with excitement as he watched her hand reach behind her back, unclipping her bra and letting it fall to the floor. He couldn't help but stare at her perfect, round tits, her pink nipples already standing at attention.

"Oh, I don't know about that, Hermione," he teased, his fingers digging into Romilda's own tits, imagining that they were Hermione's. "Now that I've seen your tits, I think I might just have to make this a regular thing."

Hermione rolled her eyes, her cheeks still flushed as she went back to her studies. This time with her breasts free to breathe. But no matter how hard she tried to focus, she couldn't help but let her eyes drift over to Harry and Romilda, her gaze flickering over their entwined bodies, the way they moved as one, the way they chased their pleasure.

She tried desperately to ignore the sounds of fleshing slapping against flesh, Romilda's moans and whimpers, and the way her own body was responding to the sight before her. Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples sensitive, her pussy tingling with anticipation.

This is ridiculous, she thought to herself, her eyes flickering over to Harry, the way his muscles strained as he thrust up into Romilda, the way his cock glistened with her juices. I shouldn't be feeling like this. I shouldn't be turned on by this.

But no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she couldn't help but feel a growing heat between her legs, a growing need that she couldn't ignore. She shifted in her seat, her thighs pressing together as she tried to alleviate the ache, but it was no use. She needed relief if she was going to be able to continue her study.

She slipped her hand between her legs, her fingers sliding beneath her trousers and into her knickers, the feel of her wet pussy lips sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She bit her lip, her eyes flickering over to Harry and Romilda as she began to touch herself, her fingers rubbing against her clit in slow, steady circles, joining Ginny in her voyeuristic activities.

Harry's eyes were drawn to Hermione as he heard her soft gasps, the way her breath hitched as she touched herself, her fingers working in tandem with his thrusts, as if she were imagining that it was her own pussy that he was filling. He couldn't help but feel a surge of lust at the thought, a surge of desire that threatened to overwhelm him.

He slowly slid his cock out of Romilda, his eyes locked on Hermione all the while as he stood up and moved over to her. Hermione's eyes, on the other hand, were locked on his cock, her breath hitching as she took in the sight of it throbbing hungrily in front of her, glistening with Romilda's juices.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide and uncertain, her lips parted as she took in his size. "I-I didn't know cocks could get this big," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Harry grinned. "There's a lot about me you don't know, Hermione," he teased, his hand reaching out to touch her cheek. "But if you're curious, I could show you..."

Hermione's breath hitched as she felt his hand brush against her cheek, her eyes flickering up to his as she licked her lips. She didn't know where this was going, or what she was getting herself into, but she was starting to get what Romilda had meant when she claimed that the two of them had been 'studying'. Because something told her that getting to know this marvel of a cock would take a lot more than just one sitting.

"I-I don't know if that's a good idea," she stammered, her eyes flickering back to his cock, her mouth watering at the thought of getting to taste it, or better yet, have it fill her up.

Hermione's breath hitched as she saw the disappointment in Harry's eyes at her hesitation. It was only there for a brief moment, but she had seen it, and now she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. "Then again," she continued, her eyes flickering back up to his to check his response. "I guess there's only one way to find out, isn't there?"

Before Harry had a chance to reply, Hermione reached out, her hand gently grasping onto his cock. She couldn't believe what she was doing, her mind reeling as she took in the heat and weight of it, the way it pulsed in her hand.

She felt him shudder beneath her touch, his moan sending a thrill of excitement through her body. She looked up at him, her lips parted as she licked them, her eyes filled with questions. "I-is this okay?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Harry smirked. "If you're asking me if you can take it into your mouth and suck on it, then yes, Hermione, it's more than okay," he joked, chuckling at the blush that stained her cheeks.

Despite her predicament, Hermione couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips at his joke. She liked to see Harry smile.

Figuring that she had an opportunity to make Harry's smile even broader, she leaned forward, her lips parting as she took a deep breath. And with one swift movement, she took him into her mouth, her lips closing around him as she began to suck, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock.

Harry groaned at the sensation, his eyes fluttering closed as he savoured the feel of her warm, wet mouth. He had imagined this moment many times before, but he had never thought it would feel this good, that she would feel this right.

"Fuck, Hermione," he groaned, his fingers tangling in her bushy hair as he guided her head along his length. "You have no idea how good that feels."

Hermione hummed around his cock, her eyes flickering up to his as she took him deeper into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked harder. She could feel him throbbing beneath her touch, his moans sending a thrill of excitement through her body as she realised just how happy she was making him.

"You're doing great, Hermione!" Romilda called out, her voice filled with excitement as she sat back and watched the scene before her, her fingers slipping between her legs as she began to touch herself. "Keep taking that big cock like a good little witch!"

Harry groaned, his hips thrusting forward as he began to fuck her mouth, his cock slipping deeper and deeper into her throat with each movement. Hermione gagged and coughed around him, her eyes watering as she tried to take him all in despite her inexperience, her body shaking with anticipation.

"I always knew you were a slut, Hermione. Look at you go!" Ginny teased, her eyes sparkling as she watched her friend suck cock, her own fingers working overtime between her legs.

Harry could feel himself getting close, his body tensing as he felt the familiar sensation of his orgasm building. "Fuck, I'm close, Hermione!" he groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as he thrust his hips forward, sliding his cock down her throat once more.

Hermione's eyes widened in panic as she felt him swell in her mouth, her hands pushing against his hips as she tried to pull away. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and pleading, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Harry groaned, his body shaking with pleasure as he pulled his cock out of her mouth, his hand wrapping around it as he began to stroke himself, building his orgasm to the breaking point. "Fuck, you look so hot when you suck cock, Hermione," he groaned, his eyes gazing lovingly at her flushed cheeks and her swollen lips.

Hermione looked up at him, her eyes wide and curious as she watched him stroke himself, her own fingers working between her legs as she tried to bring herself to her own climax. She had never seen Harry look at her like this before, his eyes alight with a fire that sent a thrill of excitement through her body.

And as if on cue, Harry's orgasm broke, his cock pulsing in his hand as he shot his load all over Hermione's face, marking her with his cum.

Hermione gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the warm jizz splatter against her cheeks, the scent of him filling her nostrils as she stared up at him. She had never felt so embarrassed, so vulnerable, yet also so loved and cherished, in her entire life.

Romilda giggled at the display. She crawled over to Hermione, her tongue darting out to lick the cum off her friend's face. "Here, let me help you with that," she teased, her hand slipping between Hermione's legs as she began to touch her friend's pussy.

Hermione moaned at the sudden contact, her hips bucking as Romilda's fingers worked their magic between her legs. She leaned into the touch, her eyes closing as she savoured the sensation of her friend's fingers, her mouth parting as she began to kiss her, sharing Harry's seed between them.

Ginny, not one to be left out, quickly found her place at the other side of Hermione's cum-plastered face, her tongue darting out to taste the spunk.

Harry watched the three girls kiss, his cock still twitching with aftershocks. He couldn't believe just how lucky he was, having three beautiful, intelligent witches desperate for a taste of his cum.

"Fuck, you three look so hot together," he groaned, his eyes flickering over their entwined bodies, the way their fingers moved between them. "I could watch you kiss all day long."

Hermione moaned, her eyes flickering up to him as she broke the kiss, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment. It looked like she had something to say, but the words never left her mouth as a wave of pleasure swept through her body, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.

Her body shook as she came, her hips bucking as she ground her pussy against Romilda's hand, her breath hitching as she cried out, the sound muffled by Romilda's tongue deep in her mouth.

Harry groaned, his eyes flickering over her flushed cheeks, her swollen lips, the way her body shook with pleasure. He couldn't believe just how beautiful she looked as she rode her orgasm out, her body a trembling mess.

Romilda pulled away from the kiss, her hand slipping out from between Hermione's legs. She grinned as she held her hand up, the evidence of Hermione's orgasm glistening in her palm. "I'll give you an A for Acceptable, Hermione," she teased, her fingers slipping between her lips to taste Hermione's juices. "But I think you're going to need a few more study sessions with me and Harry before you deserve an Outstanding!"

Disclaimer: Hogwarts start at the age of 16, making all characters Harry encounter 18+