Michael was taking his first slow, calculated step backward toward the dormitory door, the thick, silken fabric of the invisibility cloak draped securely over his head. His test run had been a resounding success as he had seen Susan Bones's spectacularly heavy titties and Hannah Abbott's incredibly thick, luscious ass and now It was time to leave the Hufflepuff dorm before he pushed his luck and made a careless noise.
But just as his hand reached out to grasp the doorknob, a soft shuffle of fabric caught his attention. He paused, his hand hovering in the air.
Hannah hadn't climbed into her bed. Instead, she padded barefoot across the small, braided rug that separated their sleeping areas, stepping deliberately into Susan's space.
"Wait, Su," Hannah whispered.
Michael turned his head back toward the center of the room. Susan, who had just pulled her baggy nightgown down to her knees, turned around. The firelight caught the soft, confused expression on her face.
"What is it, Hannah?" Susan asked softly, her voice heavy with sleep.
Hannah didn't answer with words instead she stepped directly into Susan's personal space, entirely eliminating the gap between them.
She reached up, her hands cupping Susan's cheeks, and leaned forward.
Michael stopped breathing, his hand dropped entirely from the doorknob and his eyes widened in the dark.
Hannah pressed her lips firmly against Susan's.
For a fraction of a second, Susan stiffened in surprise but then, to Michael's absolute shock and utter delight, she melted. A soft, breathy sigh escaped Susan's lips, and she opened her mouth, leaning into Hannah. Her arms came up, wrapping tightly around Hannah's neck, pulling the blonde girl flush against her body.
Underneath the cloak, Michael's jaw practically hit the floor. The sweet, innocent badgers..... the loyal, hardworking girls who complained about Herbology essays and stressed over O.W.L.s. They were eating each other's faces in the middle of the night.
The kiss quickly shifted from hesitant to incredibly hungry. The quiet room was suddenly filled with the wet, slick sounds of their mouths moving together, their tongues exploring each other with a frantic, pent-up energy. Hannah's hands slid down from Susan's face, trailing over her shoulders and down her back. She grabbed a fistful of Susan's nightgown, pulling her waist flush against her own.
Michael could see the distinct outline of Hannah's famously wide hips pressing firmly against Susan. The visual was staggering that the Ravenclaw swallowed hard, his throat dry. His cock, which had begun to settle down after they had covered up, flared back to life with a violent, throbbing intensity. He couldn't take his eyes off them, simply he didn't want to.
"You're so beautiful," Hannah murmured against Susan's lips, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the side of Susan's neck.
Susan let out a quiet, desperate moan, her head tilting back to give Hannah better access. Hannah's hands didn't stay still. They roamed hungrily over Susan's body, squeezing her waist before sliding down to firmly grasp Susan's buttocks through the thin nightgown.
Michael watched in pure fascination as Hannah squeezed and kneaded Susan's asscheeks, causing the top-heavy girl to arch her back. That movement pushed Susan's massive chest forward. Hannah's hands immediately abandoned Susan's rear, traveling up her sides and moving straight to the front. She grabbed both of Susan's heavy, nightgown-covered breasts, squeezing them in her palms.
Under the cloak, Michael's hand drifted down to the waistband of his jeans. He didn't even think about it as it was pure, instinct. He popped the top button of his pants and slowly, agonizingly quietly, unzipped his fly.
"Take this off," Hannah whispered, her voice thick and raspy with desire. She didn't wait for permission as she grabbed the hem of Susan's nightgown and pulled it upward.
Susan raised her arms obligingly, letting the baggy dress slide up and off her body. It dropped to the floor with a soft thud and Susan was completely naked once more, her spectacular, creamy breasts bouncing freely as they were released from the fabric.
Hannah wasted no time as she dipped her head, burying her face in Susan's cleavage. Michael watched Hannah's mouth open, taking one of Susan's stiff, puffy pink nipples between her lips and sucking on it hungrily.
Susan let out a sharp gasp, her fingers tangling desperately in Hannah's blonde hair. "Hannah..... oh, merlin..."
Michael reached into his pants, freeing his painfully hard erection. His fingers wrapped around his own hot, throbbing flesh. He began to stroke himself in the shadows, his breathing shallow and controlled. The psychological thrill was incredibly intoxicating. He was standing mere feet away from them, completely invisible, jerking off while they put on a show just for him. If he made a single loud noise, the illusion would break, and he would be expelled simple as that and the sheer danger of it made his cock feel harder than it had ever been in his life.
Susan wasn't passive for say, while Hannah sucked and licked at her heavy breasts, Susan reached down, tugging urgently at the waistband of Hannah's pajama bottoms. She pushed the fabric down over Hannah's wide hips and thick thighs. Hannah stepped out of them, leaving her in just those tight pink boyshorts. Susan's hands hooked under the elastic of the panties, shoving them down to Hannah's ankles.
Now, both girls were completely bare for him to see.
Hannah pushed Susan backward gently. The backs of Susan's knees hit the edge of her mattress, and she fell back onto the soft quilt with a quiet bounce, her legs parting naturally. Hannah crawled up onto the bed right between Susan's legs, her soft ass jiggling beautifully with the movement.
Michael adjusted his grip, pumping his fist faster. This was better than anything he could have possibly planned, the contrast of their bodies was mesmerizing with Susan lying on her back, her massive breasts spilling to the sides, while Hannah knelt over her, her incredibly thick thighs and wide hips on full display.
Hannah leaned down, kissing her way down Susan's stomach. Michael's eyes were locked onto the scene, his strokes matching the slow, steady rhythm of the girls on the bed.
This validated his entire worldview. Everyone had a dirty, hidden side, everyone had a breaking point and now, he owned theirs. He could use this, he could threaten to expose them, or better yet, he could slowly manipulate them into letting him join.
The wet sounds of their mouths, the quiet squeak of the mattress springs, and the soft, breathless moans filled the room. Michael brought himself closer and closer to the edge, completely intoxicated by the power and the sheer arrogance of what he was getting away with.
As Hannah shifted her weight, giving Michael a perfect view of her bubbly ass spreading slightly as she straddled Susan's leg, Michael couldn't hold back anymore. He tensed his legs, biting down hard on his own bottom lip to keep from making a sound.
He finished silently into his own palm in the darkness, his body trembling with the intensity of the orgasm. He stood there for a long moment, panting quietly, the invisibility cloak keeping his filthy triumph completely hidden.
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