Chapter 4 Third Round Threesome Harry/Hermione/Lavender

When you got to the quidditch locker room, you did wish to fly after such an intense workout, at least in the perverted sense. You both got naked and got into the sauna. It was just an excuse for Hermione to see you naked. You two made out for a bit and chit-chatted. Believe it or not, most of the actual interview happened in the fog of 120-degree steam.

Yes, the sex was amazing, but she seemed like a genuine, nice person who you would enjoy working for, even if there were not any additional galleons, which she assured you there would be in spades. You confessed that the work might be a little over your head, but she reassured you that you would do fine. If making the headmaster and deputy headmistress cum did not seal the job for you, this conversation might have.

You mentioned you were supposed to meet with Harry after you were done with her. She chuckled and said that he was just meeting with you to fuck you. While the thought was enticing, you were worn out. You voiced as much, and Hermione stated she would cover for you.

"How are you going to cover for me?"

"My sweet Lavender, I am not a lesbian. Harry and I have been fucking for a while now. He has got a nice cock and knows how to use it. We are not in a relationship, but every so often, he bends me over his desk and makes me scream. It's a nice little arrangement."

"Damn..." The thought of those two going at it was hotter than the steam that filled the room you were in. Hell, the thought of you being bent over that desk was just as hot. The thought of the three of you was enough to drive you wild. Hermione could sense it.

"In due time, Lavender." She kissed your cheek. "C'mon, let's get a shower and get you to your car."

The two of you adjourned to the communal shower, which was empty as there were very few women in the firm and even fewer who used the basement quidditch locker room, despite its state-of-the-art equipment. Once again, you two could not keep your hands off one another as you each rubbed another orgasm out of the other one while the water cascaded down your bodies.

You dried each other off and got dressed. She kissed you long and deep until the locker room opened. It was one of her assistants bringing down your purse. She said she would get your suit dry-cleaned since she was the one who made it a mess. As you got into the floo to Hogsmeade, she kissed your cheek.

"Tonight, 7 PM, my office, final interview. Dress...sexy. Get some rest; you are going to need it.

The sky was dark when you arrived. As nervous as you were when you first arrived in the castle two days ago, you were the embodiment of boldness on this night. You donned a tan robe that covered you from collarbone to ankle. Underneath was a matching set of lingerie, a sheer black bra with a pair of crotchless pants, and a sexy garter holding up a dark pair of nylons on top of 5-inch "fuck me" stilettos.

You did not bother to knock, knowing the gargoyle guarded the enchanted entrance.

“Phoenix Feathers” The elevating door rotated with a soft hum, and, for appearances mainly, you swayed your hips as you sauntered to the Headmaster's office in Hogwarts, the sight before you made you smile, and it was very wet.

Hermione was on her knees in front of Harry, deepthroating his impressive cock. A Harry noticed you first and motioned for you to come to him. You walked over and immediately began kissing him. You did not notice that Hermione was tugging on your belt and opening your robes. Harry pushed the robes off your shoulders. It fell to the ground around where you stood.

In unison, both Hermione and Harry said, "Bloody hell!" Harry felt up your top half while Hermione shifted her attention from one crotch to another. She pulled you down to the floor by your garter. Once you were on your knees, she kissed you with as much vigor as she did the very first time this morning, almost an eternity ago.

You two were interrupted when Harry cleared his throat. You and Hermione giggled as you both turned your attention to his cock. You two took turns on his balls and sucking his cock from head to shaft.

"Alright, you two. Who is first?"

"She is," said Hermione. "After all, this is a job interview. We need to see if she can make both of us happy simultaneously."

"I like where your heads are," Harry said with a smile. "But I am going to like where her head is at."

Hermione laid on her back and spread her legs. She crooked her finger and motioned for you to come to her. You got on your hands and knees and crawled over to your new boss. You immediately buried your face in her pussy. As you savored her sweet honey-like nectar, Harry got behind you and rubbed his head up and down your slit. After smacking his penis against your clitoral area a few times, he drove his cock to the hilt inside you.

It had been a long time, if ever, since you felt this full. You could barely focus on what you were doing as Harry was slamming into you from behind with long, forceful strokes. His balls slapped off your pussy as he had his hands locked around your hips.

Hermione had her fingers in your hair, holding your head in place. When you stopped licking to moan or because your brains were getting fucked out, Hermione grinded her pussy into your face, reminding you of the task at hand.

Her pussy was growing increasingly wet. Harry's strokes were getting faster and faster. You could feel the orgasm building. All three of you were on a collision course, and it looked like you all would get there at the same time.

Hermione came first, coating your face and a good portion of the floor in her juices. That drove you over the edge and made you climax all over Harry's cock. As your pussy clamped down on his engorged member, he started shooting cum deep inside you, and you swear you could feel the cum blasting off your cervix.

All three of you were struggling to catch your breath. It took a few moments for all of you to calm down. Hermione was the first one to break the silence.

"Did you just cum in her?"

"Oh yeah...fucking awesome."

"Mmmm. Come here, Lavender, and sit on my face. Let me get that cum out of you and make you nice and clean."

"Oh, yes, ma'am,” Lavender said with the eagerness of a horny schoolgirl. You lowered your pussy on Hermione's face and began to savor the feeling of her slurping cum straight from your cunt. You motioned for Harry to come over to you.

"Let me clean you, Daddy."

He let out a guttural moan when you called him Daddy. His shrinking cock bounced as he raced to your mouth. You drew his cock into your mouth and licked his cock clean of your combined juices. He had to pull you off so he could rest. You were kind of relieved, so you could focus on the tongue currently massaging your clitoral area.

She drove you to another orgasm and convinced you that she got all the baby batter out of you. You climbed off her face and lay next to her. You two kissed each other, swapping Harry's cum between the two of you. Once again, Hermione broke the silence.

"Are you ready for the second phase of your interview?"

"There's more?! Fuck you, I'm ready!"

"Good. Go into that desk, bottom right drawer. Put it on."

You strode over to the desk, passing Harry, who was stroking his semi-hard dick. In the drawer, you pulled out a purple, six-inch strap. You have always wanted to do this with the patils, but you never got the chance. That ended on this night.

Hermione bent herself over the brown leather couch in the office and took Harry's cock in her mouth.

"Get behind her and fuck her with that thing while she blows me...slut."

"Yes, Daddy." You licked the dildo to get it wet. As Harry did to you, you ran the head of the fake cock up and down her pussy before working it into her. Once you got it in her, she began moaning around Harry's prick.

Getting the rhythm down was a bit awkward, but after a while, you found a pace that caused the room to fill with moans and skin slapping together. The mashing of the base of the dildo into your clitoris felt heavenly. However, you were 100% positive that Hermione was enjoying this more than you, which is saying a lot. You realized right then and there that you loved this, and this would not be the last time you bent her over.

You were so caught up in fucking Hermione that you did not realize Harry had gotten off the couch. He grabbed your hips on a downstroke and held you deep inside, Hermione. He whispered in your ear, “Relax.”

You felt a cold glob of lubricant against your asshole.

"Is he going to pummel my ass while I fuck her?" The realization hit you that this was exactly what would happen. You have not had anal in years, let alone with someone as big as Harry. Right now, you were so turned on, it did not matter.

He pushed his head past your sphincter. He went slow to let you get used to the girth. He still held your hips against Hermione's ass.

"Now I am going to fuck both of you. Let me control your hips, slut."

"Yes, Daddy. Fuck my tight ass."

Harry grabbed each one of your hips and pulled you back, impaling your asshole onto his cock and pulling the dildo nearly all the way out of Hermione. With a mighty thrust, he fucked Hermione through you. He kept your asshole against the base of his cock as he used you to fuck her.

Now this intensity was doing it for you, and definitely doing it for them. Hermione was no longer making sounds that a human should make. She was reduced to a growling, panting mess. Harry was grunting with every thrust, and you never felt so full and well-fucked.

While Hermione was in a constant string of orgasms, you were roaring towards another. Your scream reverberated off the walls of the office as, for the first time in your life, you squirted all over the back of the purple penis strapped to your pussy. Harry was not far behind. He spewed his baby batter in you for the second time in a different hole.

His cock left your asshole with an audible plop. You collapsed on the back of Hermione. The strap-on made a similar noise when it plopped out of her well-used cunt. Harry picked you up and sat you on the opposite end of the couch from Hermione. You watched as he positioned himself underneath Hermione's head and shoved his still-half-hard cock in her mouth. Almost on instinct, she began sucking him, cleaning him off again.

All three of you needed time to recover. Harry picked up Hermione and sat her next to you. She collapsed against your shoulder, completely exhausted. He went to his desk and grabbed a folder.

"Lavender Brown, we are prepared to offer you the position of Hogwarts Divination Professor. your primary responsibilities include teaching various divination methods, developing and updating the curriculum, and providing guidance and support to students. Plus in support of my and Harry's needs on a 24-hour basis, and any miscellaneous tasks as directed by the Headmaster of the Hogwarts. Basically, Lavender, you manage the divination classes and make yourself available for whatever we need, including making us cum. Do you accept this position?"

You nodded as words escaped your orgasm-riddled consciousness.

"Excellent. You will be compensated with a salary of 4000 Galleons a year, access to the library including the second Foribedden section, 4 weeks' vacation, school-provided housing, 17 Galleons per day per diem for general expenses to be used at your discretion, as long as it pertains to your duties, and a Gringotts Platinum Card, fully funded by us and the best sex life you will ever have. Do you accept these terms?"

You answer with just a nod.

"Now that the official verbiage is over, let me explain some stuff to you. The Divination classroom is connected to mine and hers, with floo access to each one. The per diem is mainly for food but will also be used for any kinky stuff we need or want, booze, or whatever else we need to tickle our fancy. You get whatever we do not have to use. It is a way to keep the good stuff off the company books. The credit card is for whatever you want. We do not need to know, and, to be honest, as long as you earn it, we do not care. I have a feeling you will earn it in the first week of every month."

"This place is perfect. Is there anything else I need to know?"

"One more thing," Hermione said as she pulled her mouth off your left nipple. "You are not allowed to wear panties ever again."

"I second that," Harry agreed.

"Then the motion passes,” Lavender says as you seal the deal with a French kiss with Hermione.