The Forbidden Forest
Forbidden Forest.
They called it the Forbidden Forest because it was, of course, forbidden. There were so many dark, dangerous, vicious creatures in the forest, that entering immediately put anyone at risk of a gruesome death. The third-floor corridor near the Charms classroom was also forbidden. But that didn't stop Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley from using the Invisibility Cloak to walk through it, discovering that Snape was hiding something and threatening the poor Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Quirrell; that there was a huge three-headed dog named Fluffy guarding a secret trapdoor; and that there was a mysterious mirror near the dog where people could see their greatest desires reflected. In case you were wondering, Hermione hadn't yet discovered that Harry and Ron had made a mess oh her books in her rooms, and she limited herself to have a heated argument with Lavender about it.
In any case, "forbidden" was a word without much meaning at Hogwarts. Students, no matter how old they were, masturbated and fucked everywhere; and the teachers were capable of punishing their students however they wanted, for example, by sending them to roam around the Forbidden Forest. This time it was Harry, Hermione, Ron… and Draco Malfoy, the elited bully who was constantly bothering them. Hagrid would take them to their punishment.
“Hagrid, what are we supposed to be looking for?” asked Harry, sticking close to Hagrid as night fell over them in the dark forest.
“Yer punishmen’s ter accompany me teh look for a murderer, Harry… Crikey don't make that face, they don' attack humans. I think. I found traces of unicorn blood, and a couple of corpses of those wonderful creatures. I want ter see if there’re more, and if possible, apprehend the bast’rd.”
“Why would anyone kill a simple horse with a horn?” asked Draco.
“They're unicorns, Malfoy, not mares from yer stables! Drinkin’ their blood gives yeh a certain longevity, kind of like using the Sto… uh…” Hagrid looked at Harry, who remembered that scarlet phallic object Hagrid and Fleur Delacour had used a few months ago. “I shouldn’t’ve said anything.”
“These woods are scary,” Ron whispered, holding onto Hermione’s arm. “Too scary. I hope there aren’t any giant spiders or anything.”
“Stop pulling my arm, Ron,” Hermione complained, pretending not to be scared. “In any case, the woods are huge, we’ll never find anything.”
“As always, yeh’re right, Hermione. It’s bes’ ter split up. Yeh and Ron come with me, this way. Harry, Malfoy, take that path. Me dog Fang will accompany yeh, but I warn yeh: he’s a fuckin’ coward.”
Hagrid led Ron and Hermione into a deep area of the forest. Hagrid had been following the trail of silvery blood stains, but what they ended up finding was something entirely different. Shocking, in a different way.
“Oh. Oh, no. It’s Firenze. You guys don’t have to see that.”
“Oh my God,” Ron said, a goofy grin on his face.
“No. No, no, no, no, I can’t look at this or I’ll—” Hermione covered her face with her hands but couldn’t help but look through her fingers. She felt a small shiver between her legs. Damn these creatures.
In front of them, hidden in a clearing in the bushes, was a pair of centaurs. Upper bodies of a man and a woman. Lower bodies of a horse and a mare. The male, apparently named Firenze, was riding on top of the female, his very long equine cock penetrating the mare-woman. Hagrid had completely forgotten that this was where the intelligent centaurs went to have their fun. He glanced at Ron, who clearly had an erection, but what surprised him most was Hermione's reaction. The girl was bright red, her long skirt was unable to hide the fact that she was rubbing one leg against the other, and she even looked prettier than usual, although she insisted that she wasn't.
"Kids? I think we shoulda go. Firenze doesn't like ter be seen when he's… er… playin’."
"Are you kidding me, Hagrid? I wouldn’t miss this for the world, it's a live sex show! And don't start with the playing thing, we're old enough to know what they’re doing.”
“Yes, but…”
“Look at that centaur's tits, she looks like a porn star. And look at how that horse cock penetrates her. I wonder if they're all like that.” Ron seemed to forget who he was with, as he was bewitched by what he was seeing. “Do you think if there’s a spell to make my cock grow that size?”
“Ron, what nonsense are you talking about!” Hermione scolded him, in a whisper.
“Ha, ha, nonsense? It's like a donkey's penis, don't you think?”
“What? How could you say that?”
Hermione turned her attention back to the centaurs. She looked between the male's legs. She quickly had to wipe away the string of drool that was falling from her lips. Why did she have to be with Ron and Hagrid when their ‘curse’ affected her? If she didn't do something she was going to end up masturbating in front of Ron and Hagrid… and maybe what else!
“Come on, you can't stop looking at them, Hermione. Don't you think that's amazing?”
“Y-yeah… I think so. It's… It's really big, I think,” Hermione admitted, feeling her panties getting wet.
“Pfff, does that seem big ter you, Hermione? Come on, I'm a half-gian’, we've got BIG ONES!” Hagrid exclaimed, which was heard by the centaurs, who quickly fled.
Ron, who had been about to unzip his pants, let out a curse while seeing Firenze and his mate run away.
“Blimey, Hagrid, why did you have to open your big mouth? I wanted to keep watching!”
“Haha. I'll have t’apologize to Firenze later, but ‘twas a good show.”
“May I see?” a voice muttered, amidst the deathly silence of the forest.
“Huh? Did yeh say summat, Hermione?”
“May I see?” the girl repeated, bright red with embarrassment. Logic and deduction. Reason and intelligence. Science. She tried to think of all the possible terms that would distract her, but her body had already given free rein to what she considered her illness, and her lips were moving on their own. “You say that a half-giant’s is bigger than a centaur’s. Can you prove it, Hagrid?”
“W-w-who replaced Hermione with this imposter, and w-what did they do with the r-real one?” Ron stammered.
“See fer yerself, young lady!” Hagrid unzipped his trousers, and a giant-sized penis emerged into the cold forest air. As thick as her arm, longer and veinier than any human’s, with a huge, swollen red head where Hermione’s eyes hung hungrily.
“Oh. It’s big. Not as big as the troll’s, but still very…”
“Huh? Smaller than a troll's yeh say?" Hagrid was offended, although that had not been the intention of the excited Hermione, who had only seen one penis in real life, and it was a monster. "But does it taste or have the hardness of mine?"
Given the size of the young Hermione, she did not even have to bend down for Hagrid to put his member at the height of her face. She could not stop looking at him, she was under a spell, her heart was beating strongly, her panties were quickly getting damp, and she felt her nipples hard under her shirt.
"Can I... touch it?"
"Of course! Fleur was ‘bout yer age when she did it for the first time. Come on, I swear yeh won't regre’it."
Ron pulled down his trousers and began to masturbate frantically in front of the scene that his blue eyes were witnessing. Hermione, a young girl who looked like a traditional nerdy and prudish first-year student, reached out her hand towards Hagrid's enormous and vigorous cock, and began to stroke it while nibbling on her lips. Given the thickness of that monster, the girl soon had to use both hands to be able to touch it properly.
"Ugh... it's... it's very thick. Very hard," she muttered, her rational brain shutting off more and more quickly to give way to her secret lust.
"That's it, touch it like ‘at. Very good, Hermione, yeh do it very well. Use yer fingers, touch the veins of me cock, breathe on the tip, I like that kind of thing."
She did so. She opened her mouth and expelled the steam of her breath, which made Hagrid's cock shudder, and she let out a giggle so innocent it was sensual.
Ron moved closer to her and masturbated alongside Hagrid. Her mouth was still open, and she noticed that it was watering.
“Can you touch mine too, Hermione?”
“Huh? R-Ron?” she whispered, looking at the redhead's penis, which despite obviously not being comparable to that of a half-giant, was quite cute for a human of their age. For a moment, even her friend's heavy penis seemed extremely attractive to her. “But… w-we can't… I've never… you're…”
“Yeh can use one hand on Ron, Hermione, an’ the other on me.”
“But one hand isn't enough… is it?” She expelled her mouth steam again, and then something occurred to her to compensate. Something crazy, something worthy of a demented person. Was she completely losing her sanity and the use of reason, giving way to simple horniness?
Hermione stood on her toes for no reason; she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. With this, she began to lick the tip of Hagrid's giant cock, while rubbing it with her hand.
Her other hand ended up wrapping around Ron's erection, who sighed in contented satisfaction at having a woman touching him in a sexual way for the first time.
"Oh, Hermione... Oh, Hermione, your fingers are touching me!"
"Y-yes... slurp," she replied, in the middle of her licks at Hagrid's penis. "Yes, Ron... slurp, I can't believe it either.”
Slurp, slurp, sluuuurp, schluuuurp
"You're giving me a handjob!"
"Mmm... yes..." she answered, feeling a shiver run through her body. She quickly rubbed her legs against each other, she was tremendously horny, her pussy was overflowing with fluids at what she was doing.
"’re yeh sure this’s yer first time, Hermione? Yeh're doin’ very well," Hagrid congratulated her with honesty, never imagining himself getting licked by such a pure and sensible model pre-teen student, although he did want to. Girls their age drove him crazy.
"Thanks, b-but I don't think I can fit it in my mouth, Hagrid," Hermione muttered, as she quickly licked and rubbed the head and veins of the Hogwarts guardian's long shaft. She really wanted to.
"Nah, not yet, yeh'll need more practice for that. In fact, why don't yeh star’ practicing now, Hermione?"
With his huge hand, Hagrid touched Hermione's head and gently forced her to her knees. This time, the girl with tangled brown hair had Ron's penis in front of her face, and her lips eager for more. She breathed heavily in anticipation, as did he, who was going to receive the prize he so desired.
“Mmm, Ron… I can't stop. I'm going to do it.”
“Yes. I want you to, Hermione.”
“I swear I'm going to.”
“Yes, I know you will.”
“I-I'm going to… I'm going to suck your cock, Ron.
“Open your mouth wide and do it already.”
When Ron's cock touched her tongue and slid down her throat, Hermione felt a surge of lust run through her body, starting and ending in her cunt. Although she was inexperienced, she tried her best, and sucked just like she had heard Lavender and Parvati talk about in their sexual experiences. The thrusting in and out of her throat had her in a sort of dream. Her eyes were closed, but she could imagine Ron's face surrounded by magic hearts as she sucked his penis like some kind of whore, something she would never have thought she would do. She felt vulgar. She was liking it, just as much or better than when the troll had masturbated and came in front of her in the toilets.
But it wasn't over yet. Hagrid stood behind the young girl, and with his expert, large hands, he lifted Hermione's skirt and pulled down her panties, letting fall a very long thread of vaginal fluids that had been contained by the cotton fabric. Then, with the same skill, he opened her cloak and shirt, and her naked little tits were exposed.
"Mmmm, mmmmmmmm, t-touch me, Hagrid," she said, with Ron's penis still in her mouth, smiling with happiness inside. "Touch me all over, please, my body needs you."
Hagrid only needed one hand to cover the girl's two developing breasts, skillfully rubbing her erect nipples. Then, with his other hand, he began to lightly tap Hermione's buttocks, making her shudder, and even more so when she used her chubby giant fingers to touch her secret entrance.
"Yeh're so wet, Hermione."
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmore, more!" Hermione increased the speed of her head thrusts on Ron's penis as best she could.
Slurp, slurp, slurp, suck, suuuuuuuuck, sluuuuuuuurp
Even though it was the girl's first time, Ron was so turned on by the whole situation that the slightest touch felt like heaven. He wanted to explode, and he planned to do so in his friend's throat. He was dying to release his tension.
"Do hey like it when I touch yeh’ere, Hermione? Or here? How abou’ here?" the half-giant continued, sighing in the schoolgirl's ear.
"Y-yes, yes, yes, more, more, more! I want more, I love it!" Slurp, slurp, sucksucksuck, sluuuuuurp, schlurp, suck, suuuuuuck, lick. Hermione pulled Ron's cock out of her mouth to speak, but continued to give him a clumsy, but extremely sensual handjob. “Touch me all over my body, Hagrid! Grab all of me!”
“Yeh're a potential slut, Hermione, hahaha.”
Yes, I am, she thought, still sucking and slurping on Ron’s cock.
“Ron, do you like the way I do it to you?”
“Yeah, I think I'm going to… I think I'll finish soon.”
“So… c-could you do the train thing again?”
“Huh?” Ron asked, but Hermione had already gone back to her task, putting his cock in her mouth. It was then when he remembered. Ron pulled his wand out of his cloak and pointed it at his cock. “I see. Ahh, ahh, here it comes. Engorgio! Ughhh… ahhhhhhh.”
His cock swelled as he began to cum inside Hermione's throat, her eyes widening as a suddenly massive cock spilled its cum into her mouth. The girl was unable to contain the size of Ron's enhanced penis, nor his abundant semen, which leaked from between the corners of her lips.
"Is that how it tastes?" said Hermione, smiling and dreamily, releasing Ron's semen into the grass while Hagrid gave her an orgasm with his expert hands. "Mmmmm, mmmmmm, oh my…, Hagrid! Ah!"
"Blimey, Hermione, that was incredible!" exclaimed Ron, falling on his bottom.
"I think so too..." Hermione turned to Hagrid, whose intimidating monster between his legs appeared before her and made her drool. "Hagrid, now’s your turn, I'm going to..."
"HELP!!! HELP, IT'S AFTER ME!!!" someone shouted from the trees, interrupting them and forcing them to quickly dress, regaining their composure. Draco Malfoy's blond head appeared in the shadows. "AHHHHH!!!"
“Malfoy? Is yeh there? Where’s Harry?” growled the frustrated Hagrid.
“Something was drinking a horse’s blood, it’s with Potter now, but who cares, so get me out of here, you giant piece of shit!”