Hagrid and the Three Little Witches. - Sex Stories

Hagrid and the Three Little Witches.

... for someone to love me." Hermione stood down by one of his tree-trunk legs and leaned in close, her bushy mass of brown hair splayed all over his bulging stomach, hugging against him, "Oh Hagrid, we can't stand the idea of knowing you are out here so unhappy an sad." Squeezing him as tightly as the young girl could, she spoke for all three of them when she said, "We love you!" His aching heart melted with such a sincere and unexpected display of affection from the tiny girls, causing fat tears to roll down his plump cheeks and becoming lost in his coal-black beard. His belly shook and rolled Hermione on a small wave as he sobbed, his large arms opening wide and scooping Ginny and Luna in on to Hermione, pressing them all tightly to his large frame in a hug. He held them there for more than a minute and as he did, he noticed a pleasant aroma, a delicate perfume coming from the young schoolgirls in his lap. Hagrid's head swam and his pulse quickened as the potion Hermione had crafted earlier and mixed in the shampoo of each of the girls began to have it's desired effect. The potion was not as powerful as the Love Potion, but had been altered by the clever witch into one that relaxed inhibitions and made the recipient of it more open to affection and it seemed to be working. Normally the moral and reliable Hagrid would never take advantage of the understandable school-girl crushes that many young females felt for the imposing teacher, always gently keeping the eager girls at ...

... a safe distance. But tonight, with his aching heart being healed by the loving attentions of three of his most favorite students, his judgment was clouded by the sexy fragrance that invaded his senses. The fireplace seemed to make the room feel unusually hot to him as the three cherubs wriggled their bodies against his, their arms massaging his huge body over his rough wool shirt, their legs, all smooth and white, peeking out from under their Gryffindor skirts, rubbing against his legs. Hagrid took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, enjoying the feeling of such warmth and love being showered upon him. He had been alone a very long time and had not known the touch of any woman. The lonely Half-Giant had not even considered touching himself in all of those years, as it just never occurred to him to do so and as a result, his body had built up a tremendous amount of seminal fluid that now began to churn and ache inside his prodigious nut-sack. Those feelings stirring within him, Hagrid began to moan and shift in his chair while the three witches continued to gyrate their young bodies against his. It was Luna's innocent, lovely face that rose before the feverish gaze of the man, her curious smile and her dancing cool eyes seemed so pretty in the dim light as she whispered in a light voice, "It's alright Hagrid, we want to make you feel better. Let us show you how much you mean to us." Leaning in closely, Hagrid could taste peppermint and spice on her lips as the young girl ...