Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 11 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 11

... and longer, and asked them, "What is this stuff, guys?" "No idea really" chuckled Fred. "Muggles use it for fun, I think." "Whatever it is," George spoke up, "it's bloody amazing." Katie leant left, planting her lips on Fred's. He didn't recoil, instead leaning in and wrapping an arm around her waist. Slowly, the two of them slid down until Katie was straddling Fred's chest, still bent low and kissing him passionately. George, not wanting to miss out on any of the fun, took Katie's hand and guided it over to his crotch. Delicately, she rubbed his hardening cock through the fabric of his jeans, coaxing his member to its full potential. Soon he was rock hard, sporting a full seven inches. He freed his cock from his trousers, before standing and stripping off fully. Katie remained on top of Fred, their tongues intertwining as his hands groped her tight teen body. George positioned himself behind her, lifting her short school skirt and feeling her skimpy panties. "Naughty girl, Katie" he cooed. "Wearing these on the first day of school. People could get the wrong idea." Katie prized her lips from Fred's just long enough to answer, "Who says its the wrong idea?" George laughed, before slowly sliding the panties down her legs, revealing her freshly shaven pussy. He swore loudly, as he slid into position between her legs. After spreading some saliva on his cock, and rubbing it in Katie's own juices that oozed from her soaking pussy lips, George inched his rock hard prick deep into ...

... her soft folds. He could hear her moan into Fred's mouth, and felt the walls of her stuffed pussy squeezing his cock tight. "Jesus, she's fucking tight, brother!" he called out to Fred. His twin crawled out from under Katie's convulsing body, getting to his knees and beginning to strip. "I'll find out soon, man. Until then, I hope you like to suck cock, Katie?" She moaned louder, leaning low to the ground. "Hell yeah, I do." Fred knelt next to her head, released from the confines of his jeans, his own identical cock hanging next to her face. Katie took one look at it before lurching her head forward and taking the cock between her lips. Fred groaned as the young teen began working his cock like a pro. "Blimey, Katie, what do you get up to at parties?" he laughed. She let him flop out of her mouth and licked his balls before asking, "Why, you curious?" Hardly daring to speak, Fred nodded. Katie then circled her lips around the head of his pulsing member, and plunged it down into her throat. Fred had to stop himself from letting out a triumpant roar as the feeling overwhelmed his already heightened senses. He took her head in his hands and began pumping it back and forth, using her throat to jack off the head of his cock. In less than a minute, he felt himself bursting to cum. "Can't last much longer, man" he grunted at George. George, down at Katie's waist, had been hammering in and out of her tight pussy for a couple of minutes now. That was enough to get him similarly riled ...