A lot of horny, magical, students and teachers stuck for months and months in school? What could happen?
Want your penis bigger? Poof! Make love to your crush? A charm! Want to be a girl? Polyjuice potion! Feeling naughty? Make someones clothes disappear!
Oh, to be a magical student at Hogwarts...
Harry Potter and the Book of Naughty Incantations – Year 1 (Mf, ff, m+f, Mf, FF, m+F )
Chapter Summary – Naughty things are happening to students in Hogwarts. Can Harry, Hermoine, and Ron save the day?
Disclaimer - This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy and is for adult entertainment purposes only. You must be 18 or over to read this story. The author does not condone any sexual activity with persons under 18 in real life. And remember, it is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can harm innocent lives beyond repair. Don’t fuck with people’s lives!
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Professor McGonagall banged open the door of Head Master Dumbledore’s office, without knocking.
“Albus! You have to do something about those Slytherins! They’re on a rampage!”
Surprised, Professor Dumbledor covered his rampant erection with his robe, ruing his forgetfulness for not placing a locking spell on the door.
“What have they done now, Minerva?” Professor Dumbledor sighed, looking flushed, and slightly annoyed. Under his robes, his engorged penis and swollen, low hanging, balls, throbbed delightfully. He had been having trouble ‘performing’ lately, and he was in the midst of testing a new potion he’d gotten from Professor Snape when Minerva barged in. He recalled his conversation with Servius. “You’ll be as stiff as an oaken-wand and should notice a marked increase in ejaculate as well. You may be good for two or three orgasms before it softens. However, if your erection lasts more than four hours, consult Madam Pomfrey.”
“What have they done? What have they not done?” Professor McGonagall cried. “Those bloody perverts are torturing every House in Hogwarts! First, they caused a few girls in Mrs. Trelawney’s Divinity class to grow massive breasts! They started swelling until their bras popped! One poor girl had a deep scratch under her tits, and a young man who got to close, I believe it was Nevelle Longbottom, nearly lost an eye when the bra snappped!
“Heh, heh, heh,” Professor Dumbledor laughed, “Boys will be boys, Minerva. Why, when we were in school--“
“That’s not all, Albus! I just left my Transfiguration class. Every non-Slytherin boy somehow had massive erections the entire class! And, all the girls were wiggling in their seats and soaking their panties! Filch is down there right now wiping down the chairs. Of course, I couldn’t teach those brats a single thing all period. There were quite a few students rubbing and touching themselves – masturbating during my class!”
“Uh, yes. I could see how that could be err, distracting,” he said, trying to hide his own massive erection. “I’ll see what I can do, Minerva. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some, uh, business to take care of.”
“Business? What kind of business? I hope you don’t have another first year under your desk slurping on your wrinkled old cock, Albus!”
“No! No, of course not, Minerva!” Professor Dumbledore said, while thinking it was a very good idea to solve his current problem. First years are so eager to make a good impression. And, if he took his current problem to Madam Pomfrey, Poppy would want to take care of it personally, and his entire morning would be wasted.
“She’s always been such a slut,” Albus said under his breath, and while her blow jobs were enjoyable, she would probably ask him about her ideas for mandatory masturbations for first-years. She was convinced it would help the student’s anxiety, and keeps them out of trouble, but Albus was sure she was nothing more than a pervert hoping to teach the class while perving on a dozen young students naked and masturbating in her class room.
“Please do something soon, Albus. I won’t tolerate it any longer.”
Albus glanced at his erection, now poking out from his robes. “I’ll address it immediately, Minerva. You have my word.”
The door closed with a bang, and Albus Dumbledore immediately exposed his erection and began jacking off furiously. He couldn’t wait, he had to cum, and soon! His heavy, cum-laden, balls bounced rhythmically as his hands stroked his leaking, slick, engorged, erection.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Miss Granger! Suck it Miss Granger!” he fantasized, while thinking of her pretty, cock-sucking, lips. Hermoine Granger was his favorite student so far this year. So cute and so eager to learn!
“Unnngh! Unnnngh!” he groaned. His sperm shot from the end of his penis in a huge arc, splattering the papers on his desk, once, twice, three times! He continued to jack-off furiously, splattering his cum everywhere.
With a long, drawn-out sigh, he squeezed out the last drops, while mentally thanking Servius. After he caught his wheezing breath and surveyed the damage his sperm show had caused, he gave a wave of his wand, and softly speaking a well-used spell, he eliminated all traces of his self-tryst.
“Ejaculate-immaculate!”
Then, Professor Dumbledore decided it was time for a nap.
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Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermoine Granger hurriedly entered the Gryffindor commons area.
“It won’t go down, Hermoine!” Ron whined. He was hunched over, desperately trying to soften his hard, nearly painful, erection.
“I’m sure the Slytherins are behind this!” Harry said, his hand under his robe, gripping his hard cock.
“But Malfoy’s little dick was hard too! I saw it!” Ron said.
“Probably getting off watching the rest of us,” Harry said. “I watched Crabbe and Goyle laugh at everyone. They appeared unaffected.”
“We have no proof, but I’m sure you are right!” Hermoine said. “I don’t know how they did it, but we have to find out!” Hermoine’s pussy was soaked with desire. She could feel her juices dripping down her legs.
“What are we going to do?” Harry asked.
Hermoine was about to answer when she noticed Neville Longbottom reclining on the couch. They had been in the same Transfiguration class together, but Neville seemed to now be cured of his once overwhelming arousal.
“Neville!” Hermoine hissed. “How did you…? You know? Make it go away?” She pointed to her crotch and then to her friend’s obvious erections.
“What I always do,” Neville said. He proceeded to make jack-off motions with his hand. Neville already had earned a well-deserved a reputation for being a habitual masturbator and sexual pervert.
“Of course!” Hermoine said. “How could I have been so stupid! Come on boys! We have to hurry before it gets worse!”
“Need any help?” Neville asked hopefully.
“No, we can handle it, Neville,” Harry said.
“Handle what?” Ron asked.
“Never mind, Ron,” Hermoine said, rolling her eyes. “Thanks, Neville! Maybe next time,” she added over her shoulder.
They closed the door behind them, with Hermoine flicking a locking spell behind her. She immediately slipped out of her robe and began to undress.
Harry and Ron stared at her, with their eyes wide. Hermoine pulled off her top. Her naked breasts, small, and firm jiggled as she pushed down her jeans. Her underwear was soaked. Her bald pussy was shining with wetness from the afternoon sunlight streaming through the large windows.
Harry and Ron were speechless. They had never seen a naked girl before, not a real one anyway.
Hermoine plopped on Harry’s bed, adjusted his pillows, leaned back, and began rubbing her pussy.
“Well, are you boys just going to watch, with your boners poking holes in your robes, or are you going to join me?”
“Uhhh…,” both Harry and Ron mouthed awkwardly.
“Well, it won’t go away until you have an orgasm. It’s probably a variation of the “Undeniable-Urges” spell, but much stronger. Malfoy was probably hoping we’d all be jerking-off in class, or having an orgy on the Quidditch field. Believe me, you want to take care of it now. The urges will continue to build until you find yourself humping everyone you see, fucking a house-elf, or even worse!”
Ron immediately began to undress. A moment ago he had found himself admiring Harry’s soft ass, and wondering what his cute little sister was doing right now.
Harry also began to undress.
“Nice one, Ron,” Hermoine exclaimed, admiring Ron’s large erection. His ginger pubic hair sparkled in the sun.
Ron blushed. The Weasley’s were well known for their larger than average genitalia.
“Oh, Harry. I’m so sorry!” Hermoine said, seeing Harry’s erection for the first time. “You poor thing!”
Harry looked down at his much smaller, though just as hard, erection.
“Let me help,” Hermoine said. She picked up her wand and stroked it before giving it a flick. “Engorgio!”
Harry’s cock grew longer and thicker.
“Oh, thank you, Hermoine!” Harry exclaimed. His penis was almost as big as Ron’s.
“You are quite welcome. I’ll teach it to you later. You’ll definitely need it.”
Harry and Ron stroked their hard, leaking, cocks. They stared at Hermoine and her bald, little, pussy.
“Oh, Hermoine! You are so pretty and sexy!” Harry exclaimed. He scooted closer to the bed.
“Yes, you are beautiful!” Ron said. “Why haven’t we ever jerked off together before?”
“Because you boys are stupid,” Hermoine said. “I’ve been practically pushing my tits in your face, and rubbing my ass against you every day since we’ve gotten here, and you’ve done nothing!”
“We didn’t know!” Ron whined. “I thought you were just, you know, naturally slutty.”
“Stupid boys,” Hermoine said. She pulled her pussy lips apart, showing off her shining, pink, wetness.
She waited.
The boys stared at her naked body and began to stroke faster.
“Is that all you’re going to do?” Hermoine asked? “You have a horny, naked, girl in your bed, and you’re just going to tug on your little peckers?”
“What do you want us to do?” Harry asked. “I thought we were going to masturbate?”
Hermoine shook her head in disbelief, clearly exasperated. She humped her cunt into the air, crazy with need.
Ron understood. “Do you wanna shag?” Ron asked.
“Yes, Ron. Finally!” Hermoine nearly shouted. She got on her hand and knees and wiggled her ass. “Ron, come fuck me. I like it fast and hard. Harry, come ‘round the other side and I’ll suck your little dick for you.”
Ron quickly climbed on Harry’s bed and proceeded to slide his raging erection deep inside Hermoine’s slick cunt.
Harry pushed his hard cock in front of his naked, female, friend and gasped when she took him into her mouth.
The three friends began to fuck, suck, and grunt. The spell fueling their desires. They didn’t care about anything else but striving for their glorious and unnaturally-compulsive, orgasms.
“Sluuurrrppp!”
“Fap” “Fap” “Fap” “Fap” “Fap”
“Oh!” “Ahhh!” “Feels so good!”
“Fap” “Fap” “Fap” “Fap” “Fap”
“Sluuurrrppp!”
“Oh! I’m going to…,” Harry began, a minute later.
“Don’t you dare, Harry!” Hermoine said. “I’ve not cum yet!”
“Too late!” “Unngh!” “Ohhhh!” “Yess!” Harry spurted into Hermoine’s warm, sucking, mouth. She swallowed it like a professional, rolling each glob of sperm around on her tongue before gulping it down.
At that moment, Ron grunted.
“Not you too, Ron!” Hermoine said, grabbing her wand. “We will have to work on your stamina, boys. This won’t do at all! Numbify!” she shouted, and pointed behind her with a flick of her wrist. Ron’s cock quickly lost its pleasurable feelings.
“Hey! No fair!” Ron whined. He was just about to cum.
“Shut up, and let me have a moment,” Hermoine said. “Harry, lick my clit while Ron fucks me!”
“Whaaaat?” Harry said.
“You heard me. Lick! Now!” Hermoine grabbed Harry by the hair and pulled him under her body. “Start licking or I swear, I’ll make your dick even smaller!”
Harry sniffed Hermoine’s dripping snatch and began to lick. He carefully avoided Ron’s plunging, hard, cock. Ron was fucking Hermoine even harder, trying to reclaim his evaporated orgasm.
“My clit, dumbass!” Hermoine said, humping her cunt on Harry’s face. “Don’t you know where it is?” Harry’s tongue grazed her click, hidden in her folds. “Right there!” she said. Harry found her little nub and licked faster, attacking her swollen bump.
“Engorio! Engorgio!” Hermoine said, in quick succession, flicking her wrist twice more. Somehow, she made her clit swell so Harry could better manipulate it, while simultaneously making Ron’s cock grow even larger.
“YES! YES!” Hermoine shouted, as her orgasm approached.
“Oh! Oh! Ahhh!” Ron moaned, “Bloody hell! I’m going to cum!”
Ron’s cock swelled once and then again, stretching Hermoine’s tight, hairless, cunt. Ron’s balls filled with cum, dropping lower and getting heavier, until they were slapping repeatedly against Harry’s forehead.
“Hey, watch it!” Harry exclaimed, before Hermoine smothered his mouth with her dripping, oozing, cunt, cutting off his protests. Harry obediently licked and slurped her clitoris hard, sending her over the edge. He swallowed the juices flooding his mouth and gasped for air when ever he could.
Hermoine’s orgasm exploded. She arched her back. Her eyes rolled into her head, and she mewed delightfully. The thick cock in her cunt spread her lips and drove deep inside of her. Her clit pulsed and tingled, sending waves of pleasure to her cunt, thighs, and down to her toes.
Ron felt his ejaculate pumping from his prostate. His first spurt flooded Hermoine’s womb, filling her up with warm, thick, splooge. He pumped again and again, his body shaking with pleasure, as massive amounts of cum shot from his cock and flooded her vaginal walls. The spell Hermoine used caused his ejaculate to surge from his prostate, up through his shaft, and blast forcefully from the end of his hard, pumping, cock, sending his potent sperm deep inside of her.
“Oh, my god!” Ron shouted. “I can’t stop!” Each glob of cum caused his balls to spasm with pleasure. His cock felt like a fire-hose, filling his Hermoine’s slick cunt with copious amounts of thick, salty, cum.
Hermoine squeezed her cunt, pulling even more cum from Ron’s slowly deflating balls. Globs of cum oozed out from her cunt, causing Harry to get a mouthful of Ron’s ejaculate.
“Cough! Cough! Hey! Knock it off!”
“Don’t you dare, stop, Harry!”
Harry did his best to lick and slurp at Hermoine’s flooded cunt, while trying to avoid Ron’s ejaculate. He felt the cum oozing onto his forehead and dripping into his eyes. He finally stopped licking when her heard both of his friends sigh long and loud.
“That was nice, boys. Thank you.”
“No, thank you, Ron said. “You were brilliant, Hermoine.”
“Yes, absolutely brilliant. But next time, you get to lick her pussy, Ron.” Harry coughed again and wiped his face.
“Assuming there will be a next time,” Ron said, hopefully. He looked at Hermoine questioningly.
“Don’t be stupid, boys. Of course they’ll be a next time. You both need a lot of practice.” Hermoine pulled a towel from her bottomless handbag and gave it to Harry. Then she handed him an ice-cold butter-beer before giving one to Ron and finally pulling one out for herself.
“To friends with benefits,” she toasted.
“To friends with benefits,” Harry and Ron echoed, clinking their mugs.
“Harry?” Hermoine said questioningly. She looked down at her flooded cunt, oozing globs of Ron’s ejaculate, and then back to Harry. “I don’t suppose you’d care to help a girl out?”
“Help you with what?” He asked stupidly, gazing at her oozing, messy, swollen, twat.
Ron snickered.
“Ron?” Hermoine asked sweetly.
“Your mental, you are!” Ron replied.
“Oh, never mind. Maybe next time.” Hermoine uttered a spell. “Ejaculate-Immaculate!” and the cum seeping from her gaping cunt disappeared.
“Brilliant! I’ve been using tissues,” Ron said, “Or my scarf. That’s a handy spell, that is.”
Harry kept his mouth shut. The Dursleys didn’t allow him waste tissues, and they rarely washed his socks.
“I do prefer a nice, slow, clean-up. It’s so much better than using magic,” Hermoine added.
“Where’d it all go?” Harry asked.
“No one knows. Some say it goes into a huge magic cauldron in Gringotts. The wizard who invented the spell was a well-known cum-expert - wrote volumes on the male ejaculate, inventing spells and even potions – he has one that makes cum taste like butter-beer! Of course, he said Wizard sperm was vastly superior to Muggle’s. ‘Flavorless drippings,’ he called it, though I digress.”
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After their tryst, Harry, Ron, and Hermoine began to formulate a plan.
“Ron, Harry, we have to do something. I just know Malfoy and the Slytherins are behind all of this. If we don’t act quickly, Slytherin will have every house in Hogwarts under their spell, and I for one, refuse to become a Slytherin sex-toy. You’ve seen how Malfoy leers at me. And, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was infamous for sexually dominating both witches and muggles. It was a major cause of his rise to power and why a variation of the spell ‘Climaxus-Continuous’, or ‘death by orgasm’, was added to the list of unforgivable curses.”
“But, what can we do?” Harry asked, contemplating what an hour of orgasms would feel like. His penis hurt after two or three masturbation sessions. He shuddered.
“We need to spy on Malfoy and the Slytherin house, find out how they are doing this, and stop them, before we all end up brainless sex-puppets!”
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