Ron had taken command of the situation again owing to his right as the winner of their chess game. He had directed Harry to move next to Hermione's face and took the other side of her. Their cocks swayed and bobbed menacingly above her sultry lips. Harry's was larger than Ron's was but they were each packing some serious meat. Hermione cooed hungrily and leaned up with her tongue out, swiping it across each of their swollen purple heads.
Ron and Harry shared a quick kiss, their tongues swirling around and they pulled apart, moaning and then quickly laughing incredulously. They focused down their attention at Hermione who had taken to rubbing her thighs together while she frotted their cocks together gently with her hands. "Hermione. I want you to service Harry like you do for me. I'm gonna fuck your sweet pussy and if Harry wants he can have you too. Or with me." He said as he groaned, his cock flexing against Harry's.
"Yes, darling of course." Hermione added quickly. She seemed, for now, to be incredibly submissive in bed, thought Harry. He wasn't complaining of course. The curse's malevolent influence had flooded all their senses, though the powerful charms they had conjured kept it from devouring their magic and corrupting them. It did however leave them impossibly horny till they had drained themselves. Hermione quickly grabbed Harry's huge glistening prick and laid a soft kiss on the tip, smearing her lips with his precum. "Oh Merlin yes... I couldn't wait to taste this wonderful dick." She muttered, Ron grinning as he settled between her legs. There was no jealousy from him, surprisingly. He had matured a lot and figured it would be hypocritical given that Harry had just fucked him crazy.
Harry struggled with a groan as Hermione fed his cock into her mouth as she laid back to give him deeper access to her throat. His massive cock was a struggle for her, but she was determined. Ron decided to help her along and pushed his thick cock into her, causing her to GLURK as she swallowed half of Harry's huge penis into her throat. All three of them let out noises of sexual bliss as they began to find their rhythm. Hermione let out moans each time Ron gave her another inch with a deeper thrust, at which point she would take Harry deeper into her squeezing, tight throat.
It wasn't long until each of the men had their heavy nuts slapping a part of their shared slut. Ron's heavy balls thwacked against her juicy arse while Harry's huge ones dragged across her face while he fucked her throat. He could see his ridiculous dick bulge in her throat which set him off harder, his hips jerking as he leaked and throbbed inside her constricting mouth. Hermione gurgled around Harry, her ability to deepthroat him like this he considered probably magic, either a charm she cast or a side effect of the curse. Ron began to pick up the pace as he grunted with each thrust of his dick splitting Hermione's clenching pussy.
"Mmmhhhgggg!" She attempted to cry out in pleasure but was agonisingly cut off by Harry's cock choking off her delight. Her eyes rolled back in her sockets as both men cried out in pleasure. Their thighs trembled as they each unleashed their loads, Harry pumping a heavy thrust against Hermione's face. His sweaty balls dragged along her squealing face as he gushed a thick stream of cum into his friend's clenching throat. The magic coursing through his body had multiplied his cum production and he grasped her heavy breasts roughly as he stuffed Hermione's stomach full of his potent spunk.
The brunette thrashed and wiggled, coming her brains out as Ron drove his fat cock into her pussy, her walls fluttering and clenching around him attempting to milk him for all he was worth. Ron was similarly affected by the magic in the air, his balls working overtime to fill his girlfriend's needy hole full of his cum. He packed her wringing pussy with his thick, virile semen.
The trio throbbed and twitched as they rode out their respective orgasms, all three of them feeling the crashing waves of pleasure sing through them, each others' emotions and sensations mixed together in a torrid explosion of lust, carnality but also a beautiful blossom of their friendship, their platonic love. Harry pulled out of Hermione's grasping throat, his cock covered in their mixed secretions, though she had kept his huge load inside of her for the most part. Ron stayed firmly hilted in Hermione, his eyes shut in rapture as he slowly came down.
Harry quickly upon a flash of sobriety grasped his wand and cast a quick soothing charm on himself. He wasn't sure how long it would last given how deep into the magic they had sank. He felt exhaustion hit him, as well as some small embarassment from the predicament they were in. It wasn't powerful enough to fully abate the curse from Ron and Hermione, but it gave Harry some lucidity.
"Merlin... this is almost too much. Do you want me to strengthen the spell?" Ron and Hermione stared at him, both looking unsure as Ron was still half-buried in her gushing cunt. Hermione moaned and slowly extricated herself from their coupling, standing up. She looked fierce and powerfully sexual as she strode over to her jeans in the nude. Ron's cum clearly leaked from her, trailing down her soft thighs. Her ass gently jiggled as she reached down to her pocket and pulled out her wand. She summoned a large carafe of water and some mugs nearby.
Concentrating herself she cast something wordlessly and the water glowed a faint blue briefly. "I charmed the water. When we drink it, the same nullifying charm will apply." Ron had been lazily stroking his half-hard penis while Harry had moved to sit cross-legged with him, both watching Hermione. "You're so impressive honey." Said Ron appreciatively. Harry nodded along. He almost felt as if he spoke too much he'd break-through this entrancement.
"Thank you love. I think as a reward, your time as the shot caller is over." Ron grinned sheepishly at her as she stood imperiously above them, letting them admire her soft, curvy figure. She now had shoulder length cascading hair, its bushy nature almost tamed into curls.
"I demand to feel you both in me. Sorry Harry, but Ron gets my pussy. Who knows, maybe I've been sloppy with the charm." She said with a floaty wink as she sank down to grasp both of their hardening cocks into her hands. Harry swallowed thickly and looked at Ron, who could only grin at him at the sight of Hermione bossily jerking them both lovingly to full hardness.
Harry gulped a little. "Hermione I really wasn't going to complain." He said as he squirmed his legs. Her soft hands were gliding up and down their cocks, both still covered in the remnants of their previous sex. "Now." She said, licking her lips. "What I want is to be worshipped. Think of this as payback for all the times my cleverness has saved you both from trouble." She said with a cheeky grin. Releasing their now throbbing hard-ons she lay back on the bed and lifted her arms and twined her legs together. Hermione showed off her body in full display to them. She looked like every inch the beautiful, smart force of nature that she was. Harry compared her to a Muggle painting of a woman on a seashell in his head. Both of them kneeled in front of her as she gave a soft little moan while she cupped her large tits, playing with herself for their amusement. And to her own.
"First, start here." She said, lifting her dainty feet up to them, dragging their balls up with her pretty painted toenails slowly, letting them flop heavily off. She then placed her soft soles on their shafts, dragging them excruciatingly up their hard cocks. She lightly scrunched her toes up at the heads and downward, rolling their foreskins back to fully expose their glistening shiny purple cockheads. She softly collected their precum onto her soft toes and then wasted no time crossing her legs and bringing them to their lips so that each was presented with a beautiful set of toes glistening with each other's sticky emissions.
However though they were all willing, the curse's insidious influence was easily confusing their sexual desires. Feet were never really Ron's thing but now he was enraptured by her beautiful form. Hermione similarly didn't tend to lust for anal but right now she was aching to feel the combined cocks of her best friends absolutely stuffing her full.
Harry acted, taking Hermione's foot firmly by the heel and ankle and bringing her toes to his lips. He hungrily sucked her toes into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them to capture and swallow Ron's pre-load. Ron moaned with desire, feeling unfamiliar but not unwelcome pangs of renewed lust for his friend. He copied Harry and soon both were happily giving Hermione's feet slow tender worship, sliding their tongues across her soft skin causing her to squeal with delight. Her two friends were so submissive right now! She relished in feeling their dedication toward her culminate in such lewd behaviour.
Eventually she had her fill and raised her legs up, her feet out of their reach. "Harry, my lower half. Ron, my breasts and my mouth." Hermione said in a pleased, but firm tone. They complied instantly and Hermione parted her legs to give Harry access while Ron moved towards his girlfriend's chest, softly massaging one of her large breasts with his full grasping palm while he suckled on her other, her stiff pink nipple rolling around with his tongue. Hermione sighed sinfully as Harry brought his mouth down to her puffy, slick pussy and fastened his lips around her clit gently for a moment in greeting before sweeping his tongue into her folds. He pushed that flexible pink muscle into her deeply for a moment before pulling back and lashing his tongue against her labia.
Hermione moaned and brushed her thighs against the sides of Harry's head. "Lower." She commanded of Harry. "Worship me more Ron." She said as she pulled his mouth off her nipple and kissed him hungrily, their tongues wrestling together as Harry continued his oral work on Hermione. He kissed his way down from her soaking lips and trailed his lips along her plump arsecheeks, Hermione shifting her hips to give him better access to her tight, winking pucker, already wet with her pussy's sweet nectar.
Ron broke their kiss and started to suckle and bite at her neck, leaving red marks on her salty, flushed pink skin at the base of her neck. He began to kiss and suckle at her skin everywhere. He tried to madden her with licks of her armpit, soft bites at her wrist. His hand trailed down her soft stomach as his middle finger gently grazed her hood.
"Fuck!" She hissed. "Stuff your cock in my mouth and eat me out Ron." She babbled almost deliriously, her pussy throbbing for attention, the brilliant witch's libido fully in control with the curse's help. "I want you two beautiful boys to fuck me full. I want to be stuffed with your cum!" She whined. Their magic blossomed, all of them able to truly feel Hermione's lustful desire.
Ron immediately complied, throwing his legs over her face and allowing her to frenziedly lick and suck at him, first at his hanging, sweaty balls and then along his well-shined cock, taking him deep into her gullet. "Hooooohhhh fuck honey!" Ron groaned out as he leaned down towards her pussy. Harry cut him off midway, sharing a quick kiss with him and giving him a taste of his girlfriend's arsehole.
The sexy brunette lifted her hips while she sucked Ron in deeply, allowing them both access to their commanded orifices. Ron drew his tongue lovingly through Hermione's sopping wet folds while Harry began to kiss and bite at her winking pink arsehole. Hermione took Ron's pulsating cock deeply into her throat, gagging while her muscles milked him hungrily, his balls draped embarrassingly heavily on her face. She seemed to relish in the depravity, bucking her hips against their attacking tongues and lips.
Soon, Hermione could take no more and gagged and spluttered around her boyfriend's throbbing length as she wettened his lower face with her cum, her arsehole clenching around Harry's invading tongue. She swore she saw stars as she crested the peak of orgasm once again. She wasn't done yet, she knew that, but she let Ron's cock pull out her throat slowly with a wet sucking noise, tendrils of saliva still connecting his tip to her lips as she breathed heavily.
Harry and Ron repositioned themselves side to side, kissing fiercely to distribute Hermione's essence between them while she panted to catch her breath. Their hands moved to each other's cocks, stroking each other insistently while they waited for their partner to recover enough.
Harry had basically nothing on his mind but sating these urges flowing through his mind and wracking his body. He could feel Hermione's free-use desires, Ron's hungry need to empty his balls and mixing in with his own heightened lust was like a dizzy euphoria. He was so glad Hermione had displayed her normal brilliance with the water idea because he felt like they'd keep going until death or sleep took them.
"I'm ready boys." Hermione breathed out sultrily, turning herself over to get on her elbows and knees, sticking out her generous arse to show them her waiting holes. "Ron, get under me. I want you deep in my pussy. Harry, cast the lubrica spell on me and then give my arse a nice good fucking. Match your pace with Ron's, I want you to both fill me with your hot, fucking magical cum." She said as she groaned and parted the folds of her cunt with two delicate fingers. Harry and Ron broke apart, his green eyes staring into Ron's blues for a moment before they grinned at each other as they both gazed upon Hermione's wonderful show.
Harry took his position and waited, Ron and Hermione making out for a moment in a way only lovers sweetly did before they were about to engage in some sex that would make you think they didn't care for one another's safety.
"Ohhh...honey!" Grunted Ron as he speared into her clenching pussy, driving half of himself into her with his first thrust. He then slowly sawed back and forth, putting a bit more of himself deeper into her until eventually Hermione gave a whiny little "Eeeep!" Ron had fully hilted himself inside her now, Hermione grabbing his face and kissing him deeply. She wiggled her rear slightly, Harry's wand swishing through the air as he cast a spell to lubricate her anus. The magic in the air sagged slightly as the perturbation Harr's spell cast rippled through them all. The curse was a strange thing, and appeared to have heightened their perception of magic.
As the two lovers slowly fucked, Harry grabbed one of Hermione's jiggling cheeks and clenched a little, pulling it to allow him to position the head of his swollen purple cockhead at her now glistening sphincter. Hermione bit Ron's lower lip and moaned as she felt herself slowly allowing Harry's cock to stretch open her arsehole, feeling deliciously stretched as he slowly pushed inch after inch of his thick meat into her clenching arse. She felt so amazingly full as she started to ride, pushing herself back against Harry's huge dick so that he filled up her rear. This caused her to slide Ron deeper into herself, clenching both her holes in a fluttering motion as she worked herself into a frenzy.
Both men cried out loud gasps of pleasure, urging her on with whispers of "Good girl", "Ride me honey", "So fucking good" and other lurid words of enticement as she squeezed her eyes tight, although not coming she was overwhelmed with pleasure. They could feel each other's throbbing cocks separated by a thin fleshy wall, causing them to grunt in fervor as they worked harder to pleasure each other. It felt increased in triplicate as the curse allowed them to share in each other's heady emotions and lustful energy.
Their sex increased in pace, Hermione now bouncing atop Ron as her heavy breasts clattered against him, their sweat-slicked bodies roiling together as Harry and Ron's sticky balls collided with their thrusts. A quickening staccato rhythm built up as each man worked their magic upon her body. Ron sat up, Hermione gasping as Harry was forced to hold her shoulders and reposition himself, seating himself with Ron with his legs atop the ginger's.
His cock still buried in Hermione's arsehole, the two men bounced the beautiful witch atop their throbbing dicks, each hilting themselves into each spasming hole now with alternate thrusts. Hermione didn't care that they disobeyed her matching motions command from earlier. She was fuck-drunk, bouncing atop her friend's manhoods like she'd be rewarded for it. She was craving their hot, massive loads of thick cum inside her. Lurid fantasies of being a trussed-up fuck doll swam in her head, Ron drinking from her breast as she, with a swollen belly, rode him into a chair.
She could take no more. Pressed between the two beautiful bodies of her best friends, Hermione's brain fizzled out in beautiful overwhelming pleasure, Hermione clutching Ron and crying as she bit his neck, cumming uncontrollably as her body trembled and shook. Her anus, slickened and tight, milked Harry with pulsing, clenching motions. Her pussy fluttered and milked Ron's cock as his head dribbed precum against her cervix. Both men saw her fantasies, each of them placed within and without and her in theirs. In Ron's, he and Harry used her like a cheap plaything, and sometimes worshipped her like a beautiful goddess. In Harry's mind, all three of them had wicked sex with other beautiful people in his life, almost as if they were lords of the land.
They unleashed hot torrents of thick, fertile cum into Hermione's pleading holes. Magic was crazy, and they swore they had been enhanced by the curse to produce the most potent loads of their entire lives. An unholy amount of virile semen spewed out of their fat cocks, Ron's flooding deep into Hermione's cunt to test the limits of her pregnancy charm's power. Harry's load shot out of him rope by rope almost ceaselessly as he filled up her bowels with an injection of heavy magical spunk.
She kissed Ron, cum-drunk as she lazily pushed their lips and tongues together before leaning back to do the same to Harry, croaking a little whisper of "Thank you..." as all three of them trembled together, Harry and Ron's balls sagging together on the cum-soaked futon as they all breathed together. Hermione summoned the pitcher of water and they all drank heavily as they felt the cool calming effect of the charmed water flood into them along with its pedestrian effects quenching their only unsatisfied thirst.
As they disengaged, Ron settling a weak-looking Hermione on the bed with tired arms, he looked at Harry reassuringly. "Blimey." He said awed.