She's So Freaked Out, Worrying About The Bomb Threat - Luna reward story

"You don't want to hear about that," Hermione said, shifting awkwardly on the bed, fidgeting with a sense of complete confusion burning through her. "Come on. It's fine. We don't need to go there, it's okay." Sitting on Ginny's bed in a very chaste and proper nightgown, one that came down to her mid thigh and had her decency further protected by the pillow in her lap, Hermione was absolutely elated to be having a sleepover--something she hadn't had before she came to Hogwarts and even then took a few years to really find her footing with thanks to a lack of female friends--but the conversation was taking turns. Turns she wasn't totally equipped to handle.

"No, I just told you about Harry," Ginny said, shaking her head. "You have to tell now, come on." Ginny lay on her stomach, inside an oversized hand-me-down t-shirt from one of her brothers, and a pair of shorts. She had a devious smirk on her face. "It's not just me, either. Luna is here too, she probably wants to hear it, right Luna?" She looked over to her for support and agreement.

"S-sure. Sure." Luna was off, but off in a very different way tonight. The blonde had come to the sleepover dressed normally to avoid suspicion given she wasn't supposed to be in the Gryffindor dorms, but she'd forgotten to bring any better sleepwear, so she wore a pleated skirt and a button-up blouse she had undone a little bit to cool off, giving peeks at the purple bra beneath. But she shifted about where she sat, spectrespecs rested on her forehead but her attention all very earthly in the moment. For once, she was attentive to the situation around her and seemed to be drawing her surprise from all of that.

Hermione gave a doubtful look over to Luna, then sighed at Ginny. "He's your brother. Why would you want to hear about that?"

"So I can tease him about it later. Is that an answer you'll take?" She didn't sound super convincing, and Hermione continued to stare the redhead down while she lay there in wait. "Come on, Hermione, just tell us already how you fooled around with Ron. It's fine. I don't mind, and if it's not uncomfortable for me, then that should be enough; I'm the sister, right?"

"You are the sister, but this is--" Hermione knew she didn't have any other option before her in this very strange setup. "Fine." She rolled her eyes and leaned back. "So, it was when we stayed around during Christmas. Ron and I ended up under a blanket together in the Common Room. It was so sparse in there, nobody was paying any attention, and it was so cold that evening that, snuggled up together, I guess I just kind of... Decided I'd do something special. So I reached my hand down, told him I had one last present to give, and then I started to give him a handjob. Nobody else was talking to us but a few people were around, and he had to try so hard to keep his face straight, especially because once I got my hand on his cock, I was so impressed that I just had to get stroking."

"Oh, that's so hot!" Ginny gasped. "I didn't think you could do any bad girl stuff like that, but I love that. Go on, Hermione. Tell me more about jacking my brother off in secret."

"Can you stop referring to it that way?"

While they were going back and forth, Luna took careful measure of her breathing, far more than ever before, her body tense and the uncertainty growing more and more dizzy with each passing second. She was in way over her head with all of this, a growing frustration pushing her into a weird, awkward silence. Her eyes darted between the girls, trying to keep cool but happily just being silent, fading into the background of a conversation she wanted to avoid letting show the effect of on her.

"Well you gave my brother a handjob, what else am I supposed to call it?" Ginny shot back. "Come on, Hermione. Tell me how big his dick is!" She could barely hold back her laughter, up on her knees now and rocking back and forth while she kept up the pressure. This was a delight. "The idea of stroking of a big, hard cock under a blanket sounds so hot. Nobody would know about it! I should find a way to snuggle up with Harry some time. What do you think, Luna?" She flopped back down onto her stomach and looked toward Luna, fully unprepared for the view from below that she got, and the ways that everything was so suddenly laid bare for her to witness.

There was a tenting something inside of Luna's skirt, which strained against the pleated fabric. The girl's cheeks had gone bright red while she lingered in a weird, hazy frustration, never having felt embarrassment so keen and so intense before, never having been this utterly challenged by something so normal. She sat there mortified and stiff, aware like never before of other people noticing things about her, and Luna didn't know how to respond to it. It was just happening, the abrupt shock and the pressure of something she didn't want to face, of a tension that made everything so much more tense and awkward for her as she lingered in frustration there on the bed.

Hermione had noticed it too when Ginny's jaw dropped. She fell silent immediately, her eyes widening under the very shocking realization. A nervous, "Oh," finally followed, forced out of her chest as she looked down.

Luna let out a nervous noise. "I couldn't really help it," she said. "You guys kept talking, and then Ginny was... and then you were..." Luna's cheeks burned bright. She was usually so distant from others' thoughts of her, but these were her friends, and she couldn't help but feel all of it. "Sorry." Ginny and Hermione knew about Luna's penis. She'd opened up to her friends about it before, but it was never quite a present factor in anything. Not until right now, when it was pushing up her skirt no matter how much she tried to angle herself away from it, and she was on display to a degree absolutely bizarre and shaky and frustrating in its intensity.

"No, I'm sorry," Hermione said. "I didn't think about the risks of that," Hermione said. "We shouldn't have started talking about sex like that to begin with. Do you want us to move on?"

"Or do you want us to suck you off and take care of it?" Ginny's question was such a blunt strike that it sent both Hermione and Luna almost tipping over in pure shock. The disbelief behind everything about those words left them shaken, Ginny left once more the smirking chaos in the middle of everything. "No, I mean it. I got carried away talking about sex too, and I feel responsible. So let us take care of it for you and make up for that!" She was insistent, a smile spreading across her lips and an overbearing sense of wickedness and delight creeping across Ginny as she moved hastily in toward Luna. There was no warning for it, her body simply pouncing forward and tugging her friend's skirt up.

Luna let out an awkward noise as she fell flat on ther back, her skirt pulled away to reveal the purple panties to go with her bra, one that was all stretched under the strain of her cock, with a little wet spot signaling where the leaking pre-cum had soaked through. She was shocked beyond all sense, twisting in confusion on the bed as her panties came away next, Hermione trying to talk Ginny into calming down and trying to soothe all this commotion right up until the moment that Luna's cock came free and swung proudly upward, catching Hermione by utter surprise and leaving her totally fascinated by what she saw, by the sheer sight and majesty of a cock standing firm at attention.

"It's so big!" both girls called out in shocked unison.

Luna's twisting and embarrassment stopped on a dime at her friends' delighted reactions, her eyes widening and a nervous, hopeful, "Really?" following. She looked at Hermione and Ginny, catching their gazes so utterly fixated on her, embarrassed by how forceful their eyes were but also feeling a steadily building desire to lean deeper into this, intrigued by the pleasures and by the strange temptation of their eyes. "Because if you really wanted to do something with it, I--ah!"

The grasp of Ginny's hand caught Luna utterly unprepared, the redhead pulling herself in and running her tongue up the length of Luna's cock. "It's bigger than Harry's," she cooed, hand pumping playfully along it. "Hermione, come here. Tell me if it's bigger than Ron's." She looked at the brunette with a wicked delight, eyes softening and closing as she ran her tongue up the length and made Luna tremble in surprise.

Hermione bit her lip, surprised she was doing this but leaning her way toward the commotion, crawling in for a closer look. "She's bigger than Ron's," she said, awestruck by the utter size of what Luna was packing. "I'm amazed you can hide this," she said, genuinely awestruck and respectful of what she was faced with, urged to lean in and begin caressing the cock with her tongue, adoring it with steady sweeps of adoring lust and a senseless escalation of desire slowly escalating inside of her with very singular purpose. She and Ginny were both at work now licking Luna's cock, both of them enthralled and apologetic, turning their attentions around and into a show of adoration that could help soothe the worries and frustrations of the poor blonde having to deal with them.

Luna couldn't believe everything adding so quickly up upon her. "That feels--" She wasn't used to this at all, the shaky surprise and excitement of having two mouths starting to work at her cock inducing something absolutely mad, making her feel so many abrupt joys and delights at once that she didn't feel like she had a very good way to overcome. "You don't have to. But it's very nice, thank you." Luna shook under some very direct feelings of pure sensation, an excitement that washed steadily over her body and made her eel so many abrupt waves of pure heat at once, rushes that made her head spin and made her struggle to deal with exactly how demanding this all got. She wasn't prepared to deal with any of this, but she welcomed the way her friends were suddenly doting on her.

The pleasure bubbled up quickly, her body all tense and locked in a frustrating state of panic and excitement, the sensation warming her up and making her body wriggle on the bed. The tongues licked with exploratory interest, both Hermione and Ginny feeling out what they wanted to do and how they wanted to approach this, the burning curiosity becoming more and more dramatic a pull into the heat and the want of a pleasure they couldn't get enough of. It was senseless, but it was incredible, and the chance to give in harder was quickly taking them both to the limit. "Maybe I need to give you a handjob under a blanket," Ginny teased, kissing the tip of her friend's cock, making it tremble with pure, pulsating delight. The girls wanted to keep pushing and playing, and Luna squirmed her way through the utter fascination of being taken and tended to with all this love and adoration.

"You deserve to relax. We'll make up for getting you hard," Hermione said, adding to the attention and opening herself up to the embrace of sweet hunger and fire that swept across her body with insistence and passion. Her tongue adored and indulged, even mingling with Ginny's a bit in their combined, aimless adorations. The pleasure was overbearing, a forward approach into joys that didn't let up, the pleasure adding more and more up to something overdramatic. She wasn't sure where she was going, but she and Ginny fell ever deeper into the sweet excitement of tending to this, licking Luna's cock without much direction, just exploring her way by impulse, and where she met Ginny, she didn't mind sharing a kiss with her friend.

The kisses became more intense the more they explored. A steady pressure built up inside them both, a consistent desire to keep giving in to this and keep exploring deeper the pleasures calling out to them. It was the strangest thing, but it brought with it satisfactions that couldn't be denied, an expectation and a delight to sink deeper into. This was all adding up to more and more heat, Luna moaning, "I want to kiss you guys too," while she wriggled through this. She felt embarrassed, cheeks lit up and pleasures overwhelming her. Listening to her friends talk about sneaking around with boys left her a bit out of the loop; Luna didn't sneak around with anyone, too weird and off kilter to have anyone crushing on her.

But here her friends were. Some of the first friends she'd ever really had, now licking her cock together, sharing it and praising it. Occasional moans fawning over her size made her squirm with greater excitement, a burning heat coming over her that wasn't getting any easier to deal with, the burning thrill simply pulling her into a state of pure fascination, into a greed she couldn't resist. The pleasure was too much to believe, but she felt like she just had to embrace it, had to throw herself into the deep end of so much fascination and want, so much that she couldn't be now without. Luna watched on, captivated, cock throbbing, every urgency inside of her screaming out to give in to this, and she couldn't keep her head straight, couldn't control the wild plunge into weirdness and chaos that was quickly consuming her.

The pleasure was exhausting and intense, demanding so much from Luna at once and forcing her deeper into the crisis and chaos of letting go. She didn't try to fight it, writhing through boundless joys, growing needier, panting harder, feeling like she was due for a crash and not resisting the thrills of letting it finally take her by storm. Luna couldn't contain herself in the face of these growing, dramatic swells, pleasures that forced her to feel so much more than she could have ever imagined. It was overbearing, but the pleasure kept escalating and kept feeding something wild, showing Luna the satisfaction of a release and a relief that kept building, kept pushing her to strive for more. She couldn't resist these grand swells, the pleasure burning her up and leaving everything to pull her ever deeper in for more of these feelings, the wild vigor taking this all to the breaking point, taking her to a state where she could barely think clearly.

Then came the flood. Luna was inexperienced enough with her body to not even fully process what she was doing until her hips were bucking upward and she was suddenly erupting all over both girls' faces, fitful whines of pure ecstasy ringing out as she gave in fully to the chances to let go, to the pleasures that she couldn't believe. Her body shook, cock erupting with ropes of hot, sticky spunk splattering all over. Hermione and Ginny pulled back, wide-eyed and overjoyed, the delight pulling them deeper and leaving them utterly floored. They kept stroking Luna's cock, indulging harder in the passions, calling out for Luna to keep cumming, lavishing her with endless praise and adoration.

Luna twisted and shuddered where she lay, a joy pulling her in and making her feel so much all at once. "So good," she moaned, twisting in shock and excitement, the vulgar ecstasy shuddering through her body as she lay there in a state of breathless panic, caught up in the strangeness of being taken to the absolute limit. she was completely powerless, needing to make some sort of sense of all these wicked feelings while not knowing what to make of it.

But her cock stayed hard.

The other two watched Luna's cock pulse and stand so hard at attention still before they felt like they just had to go in for more. Ginny was the one to break the stalemate and abruptly shove forward, pouncing on Luna and sucking down her long girlcock with a steady push, confidently easing inch after inch into her mouth with the burning intensity of someone ready to go all the way into this. She was unable to contain herself in the commotion and the chaos of all these pleasures, sucking it down, letting it hit the back of her throat in playful impatience, exploring her way into this and feeling around at all of her options and her thoughts. Ginny wanted to make the most out of all this, to take it down and adore every inch of the cock as sloppily as she could.

Moans washed even more loudly over Luna as she received these senseless attentions, a rush of pleasure intoxicating and fiery, one that made her crave mor of these feelings pushing her down. "Ginny," she gasped, her entire body shuddering under the intense weight of ecstasy and shock, a pleasure she couldn't even begin to pull away from once she felt it. "Ginny, that's--I've always fantasized about..." She didn't know how to express this, but she was enthralled by the sight of her friend's head bobbing up and down, savouring the sight of her cock vanishing past the redhead's lips. It was amazing, and brought her a warmth and an intimacy that built on what the double-teaming she and Hermione gave Luna had started.

But Ginny drew back with an intrude and fascination taking different forms, shaping up to be even more abrupt and wild as she lifted, let the spit strands drip from her lips. "Hermione, tr this!" she gasped, but she didn't need to sell the enthralled brunette on this. Hermione had been watching with burning intrigue, and without hesitation, she moved forward, taking the cock right into her mouth and starting in right on the pleasures and the desires of a satisfaction that she couldn't be without now. It was time to give in, the pleasure starting up on her with wild intensity and a clear demand, building the pleasure hastily.

Hermione was used to being the one under more control, but an outrageous need came over her, a desire that felt so ridiculous and intense that she just had to dive in to the deep end. She swallowed the cock down, taking it into her throat and running into a bit of trouble in the process. Luna cursed and Ginny cursed louder. Hermione was ready to take this further, to get sloppy and wild and express something more and more demanding by the second, throwing away any image or sense to be a different sort of girl for a chance, to throw herself down onto Luna's cock harder. Every sloppy second of mad indulgence came with messier fever, with a fire that kept her committed to giving ever deeper in to this.

When Hermione pulled back, Ginny was there and ready, meeting her friend with a sloppy kiss before she dove down the cock again. Ginny felt like she had to throat Luna's cock now, racing down and pushing hastily into just that, rising to the challenge and throwing herself into the hazy deep end of pleasures that kept her animated and needy. This was overwhelming and ferocious, Ginny trying to keep her head above the water now and taking on these thrills, all while Luna twisted where she sat, overwhelmed even more dramatically by these sweeps of doting fever, trying her best to handle this and feeling like she was losing herself more and more to what it pushed her to.

"Keep going. Forget about the boys. My cock is--you shoudl suck mine instead."

"We should," Hermione purred. "Let's have more girl time focused on sucking your cock, and risky little under the blanket handjobs to make you squirm and make those cute faces more." Unrepentant, she happily tagged back in when Ginny pulled away, sucking Luna's cock down again and continuing the sloppy devotion and passion she knew was hitting just right.

The girls traded Luna's cock back and forth, lavishing her with relentless praise, making sure that she was a gasping mess. Her legs shook and her hips kept twisting, a sense of absolute confusion washing over her, the dizziness forcing her to feel less and less sense by the moment. This was so much to take, so much to try and handle, and she couldn't wrap her head around any of it, struggling harder to deal with these senseless spectacles and the joys that they granted her. It was just right, a chance for perfection to consume her completely, and she was unable to help herself in the utter hysterics that consumed her. Luna felt incredible, the twisting, churning passion forcing her closer to an even more ferocious and exhausting orgasm, one that she could barely wrap her head around, but with each passing second, she felt ready to give in to it all, needing more, craving it.

Breaking up their swaps, Ginny and Hermione began to add the sloppy attention of both their tongues once more praising her cock. When Hermione was throating her down once more, Ginny decided to go lower and kiss Luna's heavy balls, making the blonde cry out noisily, her body struggling to handle any of this, the excitements pushing her to the strangest of spectacles and a chance to feel absolutely lost to this joy. Luna couldn't believe her luck, but, "You’re the best friends I've ever had!" rang out with shaky heat. "I have never felt bad about this before, but you're making me glad I have it in new ways. Please, more! More!" She was barely holding on, and as Ginny started to suck on one of her nuts and Hermione pushed deeper, she felt like she was at her limit.

The wild howl of spectacle and excitement that hit Luna as she came was too vocal and overwhelming not to draw both Hermione and Ginny's attentions. They pulled back just in time, smiles brightening, while they encouraged on the release of another big, gooey mess all over their faces. The pleasure was unreal for Luna, and she proved her cock was capable of another big load, painting their faces with even more sticky spunk, and Luna received even more relentless praise for it, her body trembling under this all before the girls crawled upward.

Without being prompted, Hermione and Ginny began to drown Luna in all the kisses she'd said she wanted too. Luna was breathless, shaky, her cock softening a little but hardly yielding much, the pleasures washing more intensely over her as she took this all, as she savoured these kisses. She needed more of it, loving their attention and the unconditional adoration her friends bathed her in. It was the relief she needed, the reassurance of a doting attention from her friends that was soon to become much more frequent.

Why were Hermione and Ginny flirting around with boys who weren't committing to them when they could get bigger dick attached to a cute girl who really appreciated their attention instead?