Lavender Brown Pt. 2

Lavender becomes a routine guest at Hermione and Harry's nightly rendezvous'. The blonde just couldn't seem to stay away. Of course, Hermione went out of her way to make sure Harry didn't see the other witch. She wasn't sure how Lavender would react to Harry knowing she was there. Best to ease the blonde into things, slowly but surely.

She couldn't quite help but show off a little though. And so, as the nights go on, Hermione makes sure that her Master is enjoying her body, all while showing off the stud that she's managed to hook to her fellow witch. Lavender gets quite the view of Harry's muscular body when Hermione encourages him to piledrive her while feasting on her tits, or allow her to sixty-nine him with her on top.

The best part is definitely when Harry fucks her up against one of the common room's walls though, because Lavender seems to get entranced by Harry's rippling muscles at that point and Hermione is able to encourage the witch to creep closer and closer. Unfortunately, in the end Lavender always leaves somewhere between Hermione's final explosive orgasm as Harry fills her with his cum, and the witch's recovery.

Still, once the rhythm is set and Hermione has Lavender in a routine of receiving nightly free shows of their very enthusiastic fucking, she makes her next move. Before Lavender can even come down the stairs, Hermione grins impishly at Harry and places herself in just the right position on the couch. With her hands on the back of the piece of furniture and her ass jutting out towards Harry, the powerful wizard wastes no time in grabbing hold of her wide hips and plunging his cock into her from behind.

"Naughty little minx…"

He leans over her and whispers it in her ear, but Hermione just moans. She loves being fucked like this, taken like she's just a piece of meat. Of course, the true reason she's taken up this position is that it gives Harry an excellent view of the staircase leading up to the girl's dormitory. And in the end, when Lavender creeps down from above, the blonde is too focused on staring at her feet and making sure she's not hitting any of the creaky parts to realize that Hermione has tricked her.

The brunette knows the moment that Harry sees the approaching Lavender, because he freezes up. But he doesn't try to pull out of her, nor does he attempt to hide what they're doing. Instead, Harry just stares over her shoulder as Lavender reaches the bottom of the stairs and finally, FINALLY looks up. Hermione can't help but grin evilly as the blue eyed blonde witch freezes up as well, looking like a deer caught in the headlights as she meets Harry's surprised gaze.

Of course, Hermione is the first to notice that Lavender's body is already reacting, either in anticipation or just from Harry's eyes finally on her form. Smirking, Hermione licks her lips and speaks in a sultry tone.

"Mm, look at how poor Lavender's nipples are poking through her shirt Harry. She must be so uncomfortable, with her poor tits cruelly imprisoned like that…"

Lavender's eyes widen further, but she makes no move to run as Harry pulls out of Hermione and the two perverted lovers move over to her. Instead, the blonde witch allows herself to be drawn over to the couch and her pajama top is swiftly removed, allowing her large breasts, which HAD been straining against the tight top, to bounce free.

The next thing Lavender knows, she's in Harry Potter's lap with Hermione Granger sitting to the side.

"Kiss them better Harry! Go on, do it!"

Harry raises his brow at Hermione's eagerness, while Lavender's feeling kind of poleaxed. But it seems having the beautiful blonde's boobs in one's face is not something one just doesn't take advantage of. A gasp leaves Lavender's throat as Harry's strong, powerful hands grasp her tits and knead and massage them in a delightful way.

She can't help but wonder just how long he and Hermione have been going at it, because Harry's hands are incredibly skilled and there's an experience to the young man that she would not have expected. Lavender moans and melts into Harry's lap as he takes her tits into the firm grip of a Master. Then, he adds in his mouth and Lavender is truly lost as he mauls one mammary while feasting upon the other with his lips, tongue, and teeth.

It's not something Lavender usually tells people. Parvati knows, but then they have a… special relationship. Still, in the end, Harry and Hermione are discovering Lavender's biggest secret. Well, two secrets, but they're interconnected in the end. Suffice to say, Lavender's breasts are just as sensitive as her clit and it shows as Harry continues to pleasure her large fun bags. There's a reason for this however. Lavender has always had this issue. She's never been pregnant or anything like that… but when the blonde witch becomes aroused, she begins to lactate. Her massive mammaries have a constant store of milk in them, though Lavender knows not why.

As Harry feasts on her tits, he actually DOES get a true feast, squeezing the base of her breast as his lips suction to her nipple, only to end up with a mouthful of warm milk. Surprised, Harry draws back for a moment and looks at Lavender. In response, the blonde witch blushes in embarrassment and glances away, while Hermione leans in with a frown on her face.

"What's wrong Harry?"

"Nothing… nothing's wrong, this is just a bit surprising. Here, have a taste."

Hermione shrugs and leans in even more, only to sputter as Harry grins wickedly and squeezes out a stream of Lavender's milk directly into the brunette's face. Lavender moans and Hermione responds by opening her mouth wide and latching onto the nipple herself, causing the blonde to moan all the louder as a result.

The two perverted lovers each grab a teat and Lavender's eyes are soon rolling back in her head as she climaxes just from having her breasts played with and her nipples sucked. By the time she's done, her tits are a tad smaller, not quite so full anymore. Her legs are wobbly and weak as she crawls off of Harry's lap, very mindful of the bulge there.

He lets her go though and Hermione pulls Lavender's top back over her head for her. The blonde is left sitting on the couch, a bit stunned and a bit flummoxed, as Hermione takes Harry by the hand and leads him off a little ways to continue where they'd left off.

Within moments, Harry is fucking the brunette witch again and Lavender is watching with wide eyes, unsure of what to do. Eventually though, her hands go back to her body and she begins to masturbate. This is no different than the routine they'd had going before after all, it's just now Harry knows about her presence and she doesn't have to leave before he might see her.

As a result, Lavender ends up helping an exhausted Hermione up the stairs, once the well-built dark-haired stud is done fucking her senseless. Hermione in turn giggles tiredly and perversely as she gropes at Lavender's tits all the way up the stairs.

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Suddenly, that's the new norm for the trio. Lavender can't seem to help herself. She comes down every night, Harry and Hermione feast on her tits and drink until they're full, and then she lays back and masturbates to the sight of the two lovebirds fucking quite vigorously. Of course, she always cums from having her breasts played with first. The masturbation afterwards is nice, but it's nothing compared to the feel of having the two of them play with her.

As more time goes on, Lavender begins to feel antsy and even slightly unfulfilled. Harry and Hermione are treating her so nicely each night, but in turn, Lavender hasn't repaid either of them for all the pleasure they're bringing her. That isn't right, is it? The beautiful blonde witch is beginning to feel beholden to the couple, like she can't ever truly escape the debt she owes to them.

More than that though, she wants more. And so, of her own initiative, Lavender arranges to meet with Hermione during a free period the two share together, up in the dorm. Nobody else from their year is there, all of them have other things they'd rather be doing than hanging out in the dormitory during a perfectly nice day. It's just her and Hermione, alone on Lavender's bed.

"What's up Lav? What did you need?"

The brunette witch looks curious, but also slightly knowing. As if she expects what Lavender is about to say or do. Licking her lips, Lavender collects her thoughts… and then in the end, she just leans forward and does it, kissing Hermione full on the lips. Judging by the way the slutty, curvaceous bookworm stiffens up in surprise, this actually wasn't what Hermione was expecting.

Still, after a minute of Lavender ferociously kissing Hermione for all she's worth, the brunette engages with her, finally. Hermione is hesitant at first, but soon enough she's the one kissing Lavender, instead of the other way around. Her hands come up and grab onto the blonde's shoulders and Lavender finds herself pushed onto her back, pinned down as Hermione abruptly straddles her. Hermione's tongue probes insistently against Lavender's lips and in response, the big-tittied girl opens up and allows Hermione to dominate her mouth with the flexible muscle.

This continues for several minutes, before finally Hermione pulls back. The brunette is panting for breath by this point, but then so is Lavender as she blushes, looking up at the other girl. Both of them are quite flustered.

"What… what was that?"

Lavender chuckles weakly.

"Feel like I should be asking you that Hermione…"

The other witch blushes hard, but doesn't shy away from the challenge.

"You started that Lav… I thought, I thought you were going to talk to me about convincing Harry to fuck you. He and I have a bet going on you know. He thinks you're too scared to ask him for anything more than a grope and a feast of your tits, but I know it's only a matter of time before you want his cock to. I wasn't… expecting you to want me too though."

Lavender grins.

"Really Hermione? I enjoy your mouth on my nipples just as much as I enjoy Harry's you know… a-and while I'd love for him to fuck me with that big, fat cock I've seen rail in and out of your holes more than enough times by now, I wouldn't dare try to steal him from you. I-I want to be with both of you… not just him."

Hermione stares for a long moment and then a big, blinding smile spreads across her face as she leans in and kisses Lavender again. The blonde finds herself lost in this second make out session, especially when Hermione slides her hands past Lavender's vest and blouse and up under her bra to grab her tits directly. Milk immediately begins to seep out, ruining Lavender's bra, but at this point the blonde is far past caring as she moans and writhes beneath Hermione's body.

Eventually, this too comes to an end, but not before Lavender as cum right there from nothing more than Hermione's lips and hands on her upper body. Grinning almost ferally, Hermione leans back and runs a milk covered finger across her own lips before licking it clean. Lavender pants, her chest heaving, beneath the brunette witch.

"There are some conditions Lav. Harry isn't just my boyfriend. He's also my Master. If you want to be with us, you're going to have to be more than just a girlfriend too. You'll be our pet… our pet bimbo, how does that sound? Big tittied, full lips, blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes… You make a good bimbo, you know that?"

Rather than be insulted, Lavender is turned on by the degrading comments. Licking her 'full lips' the blonde grins.

"Mm, so long as Mistress and Master fuck me stupid, I'll be happy."

Hermione snickers at that.

"That's a good start Lav, though you still sound a little too intelligent. We'll work on it though."

Lavender nods eagerly, excited to 'work on it' with both Hermione and Harry at this point. This little encounter is going better than the blonde could ever have hoped. The only thing that would have made it even better would be Parvati right beside her, submitting to Harry and Hermione's will… but she wasn't about to drag her friend into something she didn't fully know Parvati was into. It was Lavender who'd always had a submissive streak a mile wide after all. Whether Parvati also had it… well, they'd shared a lot between the two of them, but nothing like that.

Hermione gets a glint in her eye as she smirks at Lavender's enthusiasm. Her hands come up and heft Lavender's tits, which at this point are half out of the girl's Hogwarts' uniform and bra thanks to Hermione's ministrations. The brunette witch grins wickedly.

"You're not just going to be our girlfriend and pet bimbo though, are you? You'll be our cow too, thanks to these never-ending milk jugs of yours."

The blonde can't help herself as Hermione plays with her tits right then and there, causing her to lactate even more.

"Moooo…"

Her moan is transformed into the sound of a cow and Hermione seems to enjoy that immensely, judging by the way her fingers dig even harsher into Lavender's sensitive boob flesh. In no time at all, the blonde is spasming her way through another orgasm. Her uniform is ruined at this point, despite nothing touching between her thighs. Her panties and skirt are as soaked through as her vest and blouse and bra. Lavender is sweating from the exertion as she pants beneath Hermione.

"Maybe I'll get you a little bell for your neck for when our Master, big studly bull that he is, comes around to fuck you…"

Lavender can't help but find the idea to be extremely hot, but she's too out of it to voice that at this point. Hermione leans in and grins all the wider.

"Just remember Lavender. I may belong to Harry, but he belongs to me too. I don't mind you joining in on our fun. I don't even mind you being part of our relationship outside of sex. But I'm in charge, got it?"

The blonde can see how serious Hermione is, reflected in her dark brown gaze. Licking her lips, she nods, even as she feels a fresh flood of arousal at how domineering Hermione is being.

"Yes… I understand."

Hermione's entire demeanor changes as she grins widely.

"Good! Then tonight, we're going to have a little fun. What do you think about the idea of repaying Harry for that O you got on your DADA OWL last year?"

Lavender's eyes go wide as she considers the idea. And then her lips part as she realizes how fucking hot that sounds. They'd all compared their OWL scores on the train ride once Hermione had made amends with her and Parvati, but Lavender hadn't expected the other girl to truly remember what they'd talked about.

Still, as she smiles and nods eagerly once more, Lavender can't help but wish night would come already. It was going to be difficult, waiting for the time to finally arrive.

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