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“Enjoying your first Gryffindor Christmas party, Harry?” Angelina Johnson asked, smiling at her younger quidditch teammate.
“Hell, yes!” Harry exclaimed, nodding with more enthusiasm than Angelina was used to seeing from him. Beside her, Katie hid her grin behind her hand. Angelina thought about teasing Katie and reminding her that she had probably been even more hyper last year during her first Gryffindor Christmas party after she’d come of age. Angelina decided against it, though. She knew that Oliver Wood, if he was there, probably could have regaled them with stories about Angelina bouncing around all over the common room during her first Gryffindor Christmas party, too. The Gryffindors only got invited to the big house Christmas party once they were of age, and the excitement of their first year being invited seemed to be infectious.
Besides, Angelina enjoyed seeing Harry so happy. Most of this past term had been incredibly frustrating for all of them, thanks to that toad Umbridge, but Harry had been her biggest target by far. Luckily, not even Minister Fudge could save that vile woman from being run out of Hogwarts a couple of weeks ago, when she was caught using a blood quill as a punishment during detentions. Once that hit the papers, even the staunchest Ministry loyalists were aghast at the idea of such a severe punishment being used in a school, and feared it being used on their children next. With Umbridge gone and facing charges while Fudge tried to run damage control and distance himself from her actions, the Ministry was no longer meddling with the running of Hogwarts. Harry, Fred, and George had all been reinstated to the Gryffindor quidditch team and would be able to return to play in the remaining matches of the season. Angelina had been terrified that her team would fall apart during her year as captain without her star seeker and reliable beaters on the pitch, but things were looking up for them now. The way she saw it, they all had plenty to celebrate this Christmas.
“I’m glad.” Angelina put a hand on Harry’s shoulder and squeezed. “It’s great to have you here for the first time. Almost as great as it’ll be to have you back on the pitch with us.”
“Can’t wait,” Harry said, smiling dreamily. Angelina glanced over at Fred and tilted her head toward the supply of Firewhisky, wondering if that had anything to do with Harry’s mood. Fred just shrugged his shoulders at her before returning to whatever funny story he and George had been sharing with Lee Jordan.
“The celebration when we win that Quidditch Cup is going to be amazing,” Katie said confidently. Angelina smiled, sharing that confidence and excitement. Now that they were back at full strength, she knew Gryffindor had the best team in Hogwarts, and they were going to prove it. She was going to carry on the winning tradition of Oliver’s final year as captain, and hand the Quidditch Cup to Professor McGonagall on her way out of Hogwarts. She was going to—
Harry’s left hand was on her hip, fingers teasing along the bare strip of skin between her jeans and her shirt. Angelina looked at him in surprise and saw that his right arm was touching Katie's hip just as intimately. The sixth-year girl, whom Angelina was well aware had been nursing a crush on their seeker for at least a couple of years, blushed at Harry's touch, but she didn't bat his hand away. Neither did Angelina, in fact. She'd never taken any particular interest in Harry that way, but she was surprised at his boldness. She found herself wanting to see if his courage would hold.
“Why wait to celebrate?" Harry asked. Whatever was behind his unusual boldness held strong long enough for Harry to move his hands off their hips and grab Angelina and Katie's arses at the same time. “You two can both take a ride on my broomstick right now. I promise I didn’t forget how to use it when that toad banned me from the team.”
The party went silent around them, and every adult Gryffindor present turned to watch how Angelina and Katie would react to their seeker’s bold play.
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Harry Potter’s hands were all over her boobs, and Katie Bell fucking loved it.
Even when he was just a 1st-year, and she a 2nd, Katie thought Harry was pretty cute. It was a more innocent, chaste crush back then, though. Nothing like these days. Katie was a woman now, and Harry had grown to be a fucking hunk of a wizard. She’d had loads of erotic fantasies about him, and they got even more intense once rumors started to spread about him and Parvati Patil after the Yule Ball, and then him and Cho Chang earlier this year. He’d never shown any interest in her, though, so Katie had started thinking that he just saw her as his quidditch teammate, more like one of the guys, rather than as a sexy witch he wanted to shag.
He was showing her how hot he thought she was now, though. She’d delighted in the way he groaned and stared at her tits as soon as she pulled her shirt off for him, and Katie had been giddy as he nearly broke her bra in his haste to get it off of her and out of his way. She’d helped him get it off without doing any damage, since she rather liked that bra and didn’t want to have to try and repair it, but she was thrilled that he was being just as rough now that her bra was off and he was free to grope her bare tits.
She sighed in disappointment when he pulled his right hand off of her tit, but she could hardly blame him when he had something else so tempting to grab onto. It wasn’t just Katie who’d broken off from the party in the common room and gone into the little reading room in Gryffindor Tower with Harry. Angelina had come, too, taking Harry’s left hand while Katie took his right, walking off with him amid the stunned silence of the rest of the Gryffindor adults. If Harry was drawn to Katie’s boobs, he was similarly obsessed with Angelina’s bum, and Katie could completely understand his obsession.
Angelina’s bum had looked big to Katie the first time they’d changed together before quidditch practice, and it had only grown as they matured. Katie was straight, but even she’d had stray thoughts about slapping and/or squeezing that thick booty a time or two when they changed together. Harry wasn’t just thinking or daydreaming about it; he was doing it. While groping one of Katie’s boobs, he reached around Angelina’s waist and squeezed her arse, now without any jean trousers or knickers in the way to hinder him.
Katie didn’t know where this side of Harry came from, but she was very glad to be caught up in it and enjoying his hands on her tits. Angelina didn’t have any crush on Harry, as far as she knew, but her captain seemed to be enjoying all of the attention as well. Maybe she had some excess horniness to deal with, since she and Fred weren’t a thing anymore. Maybe she wanted to reward their seeker’s bold play in hopes that it would carry over to the pitch once matches started back up in the new year. Or maybe she just appreciated a wizard who had the balls to make his move and grab her arse. Whatever her reasons, Angelina was leaning into Harry's touch and letting out a sound somewhere between a laugh and a groan as he squeezed, rubbed, and slapped her arse. Clearly, she appreciated Harry’s interest in her bum.
Harry turned his head to suck on Katie’s boobs as well, and she gasped and ran her hands through his hair as his tongue ran across her nipple. Her nipples had always been sensitive, and Harry was really driving her wild with his mouth suckling at one nipple and his fingers playing with the other. She was already wet. Fuck, she’d started getting wet before they even made it to the reading room, just because her crush had finally shown interest in her as a woman and not just as a teammate. She was about ready to hump the floor now, and rubbed her thighs together while holding Harry’s head to her breast.
It got to be too much for her, and she finally had to push his head away and drop down to her knees in front of him. Harry hadn’t taken off his underwear in that initial flurry of clothes being pulled off and tossed aside, and he’d been too obsessed with groping her tits and Angelina’s arse, respectively, for either of the girls to be able to handle it for him. Katie couldn’t wait any longer, though. She needed to find out if Harry’s ‘broomstick’ really was up to the task.
“Good thinking,” Angelina said, dropping down and joining Katie on her knees. Together, they grabbed the waistband of Harry’s boxers and pulled them down his legs. Katie’s breath left her in a gasp, and she gawked at the dick that popped out to greet her.
“Bloody fuck,” her captain whispered. “That thing’s huge, Harry!” Katie just nodded, or she was pretty sure she did, at least. It was possible she only thought she nodded, but was too busy staring at the massive dick in front of her to even remember to move her head.
“I know,” Harry agreed, smiling smugly. “Not the first time I’ve heard that, or had a girl stare at it with her mouth hanging open like Katie’s is right now.” Katie’s mouth snapped shut, and Angelina snorted beside her.
“He’s right,” Angelina said. “Pretty sure you were drooling a little bit. Not that I can blame you.” Katie tried to be subtle about wiping her chin to make sure she hadn’t actually drooled, but Harry’s smirk suggested that she hadn’t been as subtle as she might have hoped for.
“You're more than welcome to get a taste, Bell," Harry said, shooting her a look. Katie didn't bother trying to hide her eagerness. The shy boy she'd met several years earlier had grown up to be a confident wizard with a massive cock he had just invited her to taste, and Katie wasn't going to make him offer it a second time. She put her hand around his dick and dove in, wrapping her lips around the tip. She didn't bother with slow kisses or teasing. Katie bobbed her head quickly, taking his dick in her mouth and moaning as she went. She only got about half of it down on the first big bob, but that was no problem. It was her first, but far from her last.
“Going straight for it, eh, Katie?” Angelina said, nudging her with her elbow. “Well, what kind of captain would I be if I sat off to the side and let my junior chaser do all the work?” Angelina turned her head to the side and started licking Harry’s cock. She had to dip low to lick and kiss the base of his dick while Katie bobbed her head and suckled the rest of it, but her captain was never afraid to dive in and do the dirty work.
Katie had never sucked a cock with the help of another girl, but she and Angelina were doing one hell of a job of it, without a doubt. Harry groaned in approval and patted Katie’s head while she sucked him and Angelina kissed the base, but Katie would have been able to tell how well it was working even if his reactions had been more muted. What guy wouldn’t have a great time when a pair of witches were blowing, licking, and kissing his cock with this kind of devotion? Katie was having the time of her life, too, blowing her crush on Christmas, and Angelina wasn’t any less committed to worshiping their seeker’s huge cock. Together, they were driving him crazy.
It still wasn’t enough for her, though. Katie enjoyed sucking Harry’s cock, and she was proud of the reactions she managed to get out of him. But she wanted to go above and beyond to please him. She wanted to make sure that he appreciated everything that she could do for him. She wanted to live out her horny fantasies he’d regularly starred in, and compel him to keep coming back for more of what she could offer him sexually. Since he’d already shown how much he liked her tits, her path forward was clear.
“Ooh, he likes that, doesn’t he?” Angelina murmured, pulling her mouth back from the base of Harry’s cock slightly as Katie trapped his shaft between her big boobs and began to slide them along his length. “What a lucky man you are, Harry, having your chaser teammate’s big boobs squeezing your dick! And now you’re about to be even luckier, because your captain is willing to put her mouth on the line to keep her star seeker happy!”
True to her word, Angelina got her mouth even more deeply involved now. Between her tittyfuck and her lips and tongue suckling and licking along his tip, Katie was taking all of his length for herself, but Angelina had no trouble staying involved. Rather than continuing her work around the base of his cock, Angelina instead focused on his balls, starting with licks and kisses before taking them into her mouth for a suck.
Katie loved how Harry watched her and groaned for her while she sandwiched his cock between her boobs and showed him that she knew how to use them. And Angelina joining in to suck on his balls was the cherry on top. Katie wasn’t upset or jealous that she didn’t have her crush all to herself. She was happy to bring her teamwork with Angelina off the pitch and into the Gryffindor Tower reading room, especially when that teamwork made Harry groan, grab her head, and hump his hips. Together with her captain, Katie got to make Harry grunt and erupt between her tits, covering her boobs in his cum.
When Angelina stopped sucking on Harry's balls and licked some of his cum off of her tits, Katie didn't stop her. Her captain had earned her share.
--
"Ready to take that broomstick ride I promised?" Harry asked, grinning up at her from his back on the small table in the middle of the reading room. Happily, both his confidence and his erection were still at full strength, and Katie was straddling his hips, preparing to drop down on him. Katie was dripping wet, hornier than she'd ever been in her life, and that horniness helped her match Harry's confidence.
“Try to hang on, Potter,” she teased, giving his cock a little squeeze as she held it at her entrance. “I can ride any broomstick—even yours.” She dropped down, taking Harry’s dick inside her wet heat and not stopping until her arse hit his thighs.
Katie didn’t have a massive amount of experience, but what little she did have couldn’t have fully prepared her for riding Harry Potter. As big as his cock looked when she first pulled his boxers off, it felt even bigger now that it was inside of her. If she weren't so fucking horny, and if she didn't love the look in Harry's eyes so much, she probably would have needed to take a second to compose herself once she dropped down and stuffed herself full of Harry's broomstick. She definitely wouldn't have ridden him with anywhere close to the urgency with which she bounced on his cock once she got going. But she didn't even consider easing her way into this. This big, beautiful cock was all hers to ride, and she was going to ride it with the same hunger for victory with which she rode her real broomstick out on the pitch in the heat of a match. She bounced away on Harry’s cock, slamming her lower body down with enough force to make her arse hit his legs audibly. It also had the effect of making her tits jiggle along with her, and seeing Harry’s eyes follow their bouncing like her boobs had hypnotized him gave her even more reason to ride him with everything she had.
“Say, Harry?” Angelina said, coming over to stand beside the table. “How would you feel about giving me a little mouth action while Katie takes you for a ride?”
“I say hop aboard, captain,” Harry said, sticking his tongue out of his mouth and wiggling it around.
As much as Katie had enjoyed watching Harry’s face as she rode him, she couldn’t be angry at Angelina for hurrying to straddle his head and present her pussy to be licked. For one thing, it wasn’t fair to expect Angelina to just stand there and wait until she was done with her ride, especially since she’d been nice enough to offer to let Katie go first. For another, her naked captain straddling Harry’s head as it hung over the edge of the little table was hot as hell, and it got even hotter once Harry began to lick her.
It didn’t take long for Katie to conclude that Harry’s mouth was good for more than just flirting (or sucking on nipples, which she could already happily report he was quite skilled at.) Angelina had only been straddling his head for forty seconds or so when she started to groan, and it didn’t take much longer for Katie’s captain to close her eyes and start to rock against his face while she played with one of her breasts.
“Ahh, that’s it, Harry!” Angelina said, nodding with her eyes closed and a smile on her face. “Lick my pussy! Mmm, right there! Yes, that’s perfect! Keep licking me just like that!”
Harry must have obliged Angelina’s request, because she moaned louder and started squeezing both breasts. Katie missed being able to watch Harry’s face as she rode him, but seeing Angelina humping his face and moaning as he ate her out was erotic enough that she didn’t miss it that much. She wasn’t alone with Harry, and if sharing him with her captain meant getting to watch something as sexy as this while she bounced on his cock, Katie really could get used to sharing.
Though she was happy with how things were going, Harry may have missed being able to watch her boobs bounce while she rode his broomstick. He put his hands on her hips and ran them up her body, trying to grab her boobs. He couldn’t reach them while flat on his back as Katie sat up straight and rode him, and with Angelina's thighs pressing against his head so he could service her, but Katie happily helped him out. She caught his hands in hers as she leaned over him. Katie guided his hands to her chest and groaned as he immediately squeezed her tits. Even while enjoying her ride and servicing his captain with his mouth, Harry still couldn’t get enough of her boobs. Katie didn’t know if she’d ever been happier to have the biggest boobs in her year at Hogwarts now that she could see and feel how much Harry loved them.
The pleasure of Harry’s big dick filling her pussy as it had never been filled before, plus the excitement of watching Angelina moan and hump against his face as he licked her, was more than enough to make Katie fuck him with everything she had. But her crush’s enduring obsession with her boobs was the nice little bonus that made sure she kept her hips moving as quickly as possible, arse slapping down against his legs, boobs jiggling around in Harry’s hands, and her moans and squeals filling the reading room.
Katie was certain that they could hear her down in the common room as well, but she didn’t give a damn. The younger members of the house weren’t down in the common room for the party, so it was only the other of-age Gryffindors who might hear her. She didn’t mind letting them all hear how much she was enjoying the broomstick ride Harry promised her. It was a ride she’d long hoped to take, and the ride was turning out to be an even bigger thrill than she could have hoped for.
“Harry!” she shouted. Katie could feel her climax about to hit, and she wasn’t going to hide it from him, from Angelina, or from anyone else who happened to be listening. “Fuck, yes, Harry! Yes, yes yes, it’s so good! Fuck, your dick is so good!” Harry kept squeezing her tits, and his thumbs rolled around her nipples, adding even more excitement on top of the thrill ride that his cock brought her.
Katie didn’t announce her orgasm with a clear verbal declaration, but she didn’t need to. There was not a chance of anyone mistaking her ear-piercing squeal for anything other than an expression of the most powerful pleasure she’d ever felt in her life. It was enough to make her legs shake and her head pound, and near the end of it, she grew so weak and shaky that she collapsed on top of Harry chest-first.
Maybe the feeling of her big boobs pressing against his chest was the last little bit that Harry needed to push him over the edge, or maybe it was Angelina crying out and pulling on his hair as she squirted all over his face around the same time that did the trick. Whatever the cause, he put his arms around Katie’s waist and squeezed her arse as he came. Katie gasped as she felt his cum shooting inside her, but it was not a gasp of worry or dismay. She took her potions regularly, so she didn’t have anything to worry about. She was free to moan and hang onto Harry and the table beneath her as her crush emptied his balls inside her pussy and filled her up.
It was the Christmas gift she hadn’t even thought to ask for, but was elated to receive.
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“Merlin, what a bum,” Katie mumbled. “I can see why you’d wanna fuck it.” Even while half-sitting, half-lying on top of the table where they’d left her, limbs still trembling from the strength of her orgasm, Katie still took the time and effort to stare at and compliment her arse. Angelina grinned and gave her hips a shake, letting both of her teammates admire her fat bum jiggling.
Angelina didn't always love having a huge arse. There were times it drew her more attention than she really wanted, and it made fitting into some clothes an absolute nightmare, besides. She did like it when a cute bloke stared at her arse, and she could practically see the wheels spinning in their head as they daydreamed about squeezing, slapping, or maybe even fucking it.
Most blokes had to be content with just staring and imagining, but Harry would get a hell of a lot more than that from her. Angelina was bent over in front of one of the bookcases in the reading room, sticking her arse out toward him and waiting for him to take her up on her offer, an offer which no one else had ever received.
“C’mon, Potter,” she said, reaching back to give her arse a little slap. “Get over here and give your captain her first buggering!” She’d never had anal sex before, and starting off with a dick as large as Harry’s was probably more than a little reckless. Angelina didn’t care, though. There was something about Harry, about the way he looked at and grabbed her arse and the confidence he displayed tonight, that made her want to blow his fucking mind like he’d blown hers with his tongue. Nobody had ever eaten her pussy like that or made her cum as hard as he had, and Angelina could think of no better way to thank him and reward him than using magic to prepare her bum to take his dick.
Harry didn’t bother offering up some clever remark as he stepped into position behind her. He just squeezed her arsecheek with one hand, lined his cock up against her anus with the other, and pushed into her. She took a deep breath and braced herself against the bookcase, staying relaxed as she felt her first-ever anal penetration, thankful that she’d learned a good lubrication spell in addition to the one for getting everything nice and clean. Harry was merciful with her, stopping with only the tip of his cock inside her arse at first. Only after Angelina gave her hips a little wiggle did he push deeper, still moving slowly. Angelia wasn’t usually a witch who liked to take it slow, but this was an exception to the rule. She was grateful to Harry for allowing her to ease into her first buggering. Taking it up the bum for the first time was something that took getting used to, and if Harry had been less patient with her, that big dick may have soured her on the whole thing. But her seeker exercised a great deal of patience, keeping his pace slow and not working his cock as deeply inside her bum as he could have if he ignored her comfort. Harry took his time, and that allowed Angelina to not just adjust to taking his dick in her arse, but gradually come to enjoy it. As her body relaxed and got used to his deliberate thrusts, Angelina began to sigh and eventually moan softly.
“How does her arse feel, Harry?" Katie asked. She sounded closer now, so maybe she'd gotten off the table and walked toward them. Angelina's back was to them, so she couldn't see much of what was going on behind her unless she turned her head back, and she was too focused on her first buggering to do anything but look straight ahead and hold onto the empty section of bookshelf in front of her.
“Fucking incredible,” Harry said. His hands were all over Angelina’s arse from the beginning, mostly fondling and rubbing it, with the occasional light spank mixed in. Angelina was used to her bum getting plenty of attention, but she didn’t think it had ever been appreciated or revered like Harry was revering it. “Even better than I imagined.”
“Imagined sticking it up her arse a lot, have you?” Katie said lightly. There was a third hand on Angelina’s left arsecheek now, overlapping slightly with the larger hand gripping that cheek. The hand, which could only be Katie’s, rubbed in a circle and then gave her cheek a squeeze.
“Of course,” Harry said. “Just like damn near every wizard at that party in the common room, I’m sure.” Harry’s left hand left Angelina’s arse, and she heard Katie gasp and then giggle a few seconds later. “And they all want to grope these boobs, too.” That explained the gasp and the giggle, then. While squeezing one of Angelina’s arsecheeks and continuing his pleasant buggering against the bookcase, he’d grabbed a handful of Katie’s tits. What a multitasker!
“What a lucky wizard you are!” Katie said. “You got to feel my tits around your cock, and squeeze them while I rode your broomstick. And now you get to pop Angie’s anal cherry, too! You’re really having a Happy Christmas, aren’t you?”
“It'll be even happier after I make you cum on my fingers," Harry said. Angelina heard a groan from Katie, and she managed to look back over her shoulder briefly and catch a glimpse of Harry with one hand between Katie's legs as she pressed herself against his side and squeezed his arm, moaning at the fingering Harry treated her to. If he were as talented with his fingers as he was with his dick, or his mouth, for that matter, Angelina could understand why she looked and sounded so happy.
Angelina couldn’t watch them for long, though, because her buggering continued, and her pleasure throughout the act went from a welcome surprise to a pressing need. When she made the decision to bend over against the bookcase and spread her cheeks for the first time, she hadn’t imagined that she’d cum in the process. That hadn’t even been a concern for her, because he’d already used his mouth tonight to give her the biggest orgasm she’d ever had. Letting Harry take her anal virginity was her way of thanking him for that, and it was supposed to be about him more than her.
None of that stopped her from moaning and hanging on every thrust as the excitement of their Christmas threesome in the reading room brought her toward an unexpected second orgasm. Angelina took one hand off the bookcase and brought it between her legs, fingering her pussy since Harry's hands were already busy elsewhere. She grunted, rubbed her clit, and humped her hand as she raced to try and catch up and cum one more time.
Three things all happened in very quick succession, like a quaffle passed expertly from one chaser to the other before being thrown through the hoop. First, Katie cried out in climax, apparently enjoying watching the buggering and feeling Harry’s fingers inside her enough to get off first. Angelina couldn’t see it or feel it, but her teammate’s cries of ecstasy may have been the most erotic sound she’d ever heard, and they pushed her right up to the edge.
Harry came next, pulling out of her arse just in time to start shooting his cum all over her lower back and arsecheeks. Angelina moaned, knocking several books off the shelf and onto the floor with her flailing arms in her excitement as her seeker covered her back and bum with his thick cum. An orgasm of her own hadn’t been part of the plan when she offered up her bum, but there she was, digging the fingernails of one hand into the wooden bookcase in front of her, and squirting onto her other hand as she became the last of the trio to hit her peak.
Angelina had known she was going to have a great time at her last Gryffindor Christmas party, but this private party with her junior chaser and their star seeker was without a doubt the best party she’d ever attended. She already couldn’t wait to arrange another party for the three of them as soon as possible.
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“I believe I recognize that sound,” Fred Weasley said as Angelina Johnson’s loud cries of pleasure traveled down to the Gryffindor common room.
“Sure you do, Freddie,” George said with a grin. “Sure you do.”
“Katie, too,” Natalie Fairbourne, a Gryffindor girl in Katie’s year, pointed out as her roommate squealed, and not for the first time. “Sounds like Potter was more than just talk, eh?”
“It sure does,” Alicia Spinnet said slowly, looking toward the stairs. “It sure does.” The only member of the chaser trio who didn’t get her arse grabbed by Harry Potter or receive an invitation to ride his broomstick pursed her lips.
Next time, you'd better put your hand on my arse, too, Potter, she thought to herself, imagining what Harry could do to her to make her squeal like Katie or moan like Angelina.