Harry Potter and the Cave House

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At that moment, Mrs. Weasley was furious with the twins and Ron for taking Mr. Weasley's illegal flying car to pick up Harry in the middle of the night.

"The clouds are thick, Mom!" Frey said.
"No talking during dinner!" Mrs. Weasley yelled.
"They let Harry go hungry, Mom!" George said.
"You shut up too!" Mrs. Weasley said, but her expression softened slightly as she began cutting bread and spreading butter on Harry.
Just then, a small, amusing incident occurred: a petite figure with long red hair and a long robe entered the kitchen with a soft scream and immediately ran out.
"Ginny," Ron whispered to Harry, "my sister. She's been talking about you all summer."

After her outburst, Mrs. Weasley yelled at the twins and Ron to get rid of the goblin, and Harry witnessed this domestic scourge with them. Next, Mr. Weasley, whom Harry had just met, returned home. After greeting Harry, Ron led him upstairs to show him his room.
Beside the stairs on the third floor, there was a half-open door. Harry had barely caught a glimpse of a pair of bright brown eyes staring intently at him when the door slammed shut.
"It's Ginny," Ron said, predictably.

Harry was so excited on his first night in the cave that he couldn't sleep. This was the first time in his life he'd spent the night at a friend's house, or rather, the first time he'd truly experienced having friends! In the Muggle world, because of Dudley, who bullied him, Harry had always been lonely. Dudley loved to poke at this sore spot, bragging about how he had a bunch of friends and was going to someone's house tonight to play all night ("Obviously not that unlucky guy whose bed you broke last time!" Harry thought once). Harry had always pretended not to care, but today he realized how wonderful it felt to have friends.
Unable to fall asleep, Harry glanced at his watch; it was already past midnight, and Ron beside him was snoring loudly. Just then, he heard some strange noises. A faint, almost inaudible panting sound was coming from somewhere in the room. It sounded like the person making the sound was in pain. Careful not to wake Ron, Harry tiptoed out of bed and went to the hallway to listen.
He searched for the source of the sound, descended two flights of stairs, and then became almost certain that the sound was coming from the door in front of him.
"Ah…no…Harry…not there!"
Harry didn't know why he heard his own name, but this was Ginny's room! What if something terrifying was attacking her from inside…? Harry quietly grabbed the doorknob and opened it.
What was going on? Ginny lay naked on the bed, fingers moving in and out of her genitals. Her snow-white body writhed in rhythm with the movements, her delicate face tightly closed, her cheeks burning as red as her hair.
"Harry...oh...I...I can't take it anymore..."
If Harry had more knowledge of matters between men and women, he would know that in this situation he should quietly close the door and quickly slip back to Ron's room—but he had lived in the Dursleys' house since childhood, where they treated him like trash and never bothered to teach him anything, which meant he knew nothing. Harry mistook Ginny's babbling for a cry for help. He immediately rushed forward, pulling away Ginny's hand that was moving her genitals. A few drops of warm, clear fluid sprayed from her hand onto Harry's lips.
"Ginny! What's wrong? Are you under some kind of spell?" Harry asked innocently.
"Ah—!" Ginny opened her eyes in a panic, about to scream, but then remembered she might wake the whole family—her delicate chest ached from holding it in. How could this be? As if leaping out of her sexual fantasy, Harry was standing right in front of her, making her kick wildly and retreat to the other end of the bed.
"You…how did you get here…?" Ginny asked in terror.
"I, I just heard you struggling…so I came to check," Harry stammered.
"Get out…get out…" Ginny's voice was barely a whisper.
"Ginny…I…just wanted to help, I'm sorry," Harry said, backing towards the door. Of course, he knew boys shouldn't see girls naked, but he felt that his act of saving Ginny from the curse was far more important than any stupid rule in this situation.
"I'm really sorry," Harry said, grabbing the doorknob to leave.
"Wait…wait a minute…Harry!" “Ginny cried, clutching the blanket to cover her naked body. “I…I really didn’t mean to do this…Waaah…George and Frey taught me to masturbate. They said it’s a kind of magic that Hogwarts doesn’t teach…Waaah…And I really like you, and you’re staying at our house…I couldn’t help it…Waaah…Please don’t hate me…Harry.” Ginny cried weakly.
Harry had no idea what masturbation was. Hogwarts didn’t teach it? Then he definitely had even less chance of learning it than the Weasleys. At this moment, he just didn’t know if Ginny’s words were out of anger or an apology. Looking at Ginny, who was crying her eyes out, Harry couldn’t just leave, and a strange feeling gradually arose in his heart—he wanted to see Ginny’s naked body a few more times.
“Well, I…” Harry wasn’t sure what to say, but he felt he should say something.
“Will you hate me? Harry?” Ginny asked uncertainly.
“Why…why would I hate you?” "I just don't know... what was wrong with you just now? Your movements were so strange." Harry asked, puzzled, feeling his face inexplicably burning.
"You... you don't understand?" Ginny was relieved to hear that Harry didn't hate her for it, but she was also quite surprised that Harry was completely ignorant about "sex."
"I... this... I don't really understand things in the magical world..." Harry felt embarrassed by his ignorance, clearly convinced that Ginny's actions were related to magic.
"Then... in that case..." Ginny seemed to have made up her mind, suddenly throwing off the covers and getting out of bed, "Would you like me to teach you?" She slowly walked towards Harry.
"Harry... do I... is my body pretty?" Ginny asked, shyly spreading her arms in front of Harry. Harry wasn't sure if what he saw was pretty or not, after all, it was the first time he had seen a girl's naked body, but the sight before him gave him a truly blissful feeling.
Ginny's developing body had just begun to develop, with two gently curving breasts, each tipped with a small, pink nipple, about the size of a fingertip, incredibly elastic and smooth. Looking down at her waist, it was undoubtedly the slenderest waist Harry had ever seen, with a delicately sculpted navel in the center. Then, at the genitals Ginny had been caressing, there were a few curly, almost as bright red pubic hairs as her head, glistening with drops of the fluids she had released during her masturbation. As the youngest of the Weasley family and a girl, Ginny didn't have the freckles her brothers had; her skin was the best in the family, a delicate, pinkish-white complexion.
"I...I really didn't expect you wouldn't understand! Come on, it feels good, relax," Ginny said, her right hand simultaneously moving towards Harry's crotch.
Harry then noticed that Dali's old jeans, which were usually too big, were now tight, and there was a noticeable bulge between his legs—something that had never happened before! He watched Ginny slowly stroke the bulge and felt an indescribable pleasure.
"Hehe! You're really hard!" Ginny said, then casually pulled down his zipper.
"Hey, Ginny... what's this?" A body part Harry had never seen before popped out of his underwear. He realized it was his original small penis, but how had it changed like this?
"Wow... so big... so red..." Ginny squatted down, looking at it with curious eyes, then raised her burning cheeks and said to Harry, "Harry... I... besides the books Frey and George gave me, this is the first time I've seen another boy... and the first time I've done this with a boy. If you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell me..." Then, Ginny stuck out her tongue and licked Harry's glans.
"Hey... Ginny..." Harry felt his face burning hot, but he couldn't say anything more. The feeling was too good. He involuntarily grabbed Ginny's head with both hands, thrusting his penis deep into her throat, slamming Ginny against his abdomen.
"Oh... Harry... oh... I'm so happy... oh!" "You bumped my nose!" Ginny mumbled, her mouth full of his penis.
"Ah!" Harry cried out involuntarily, and with each thrust of his penis, an unknown liquid gushed from deep within him, sliding down Ginny's throat.
"Glug... Oh... You ejaculated, Harry." Ginny pulled her mouth away from Harry's genitals.
"This... How did I spit out this stuff... What is this...?" Harry gasped, puzzled.
"The most magical liquid." Ginny said, spitting some semen onto her palm with a blissful expression, and gently licking it.

The two stared at each other awkwardly, grinning foolishly, unsure of what to do next. Suddenly, Ginny's door was flung wide open!
"Bingo! You two are having the most appropriate summer vacation leisure!" Frey said. "Putting your learning into practice, you truly are our sister!" George laughed happily.
Seeing the twin brothers suddenly appear, Harry and Ginny froze, at a loss for words. Ginny was ashamed that her actions had been discovered, while Harry had no idea what was going on.
"I thought you two had some brains! You forgot to close the door while doing something like this, what if you woke up the whole family to watch?" The two stepped into the room, closing the door behind them.
"Don't be shy, don't be shy, we're the most understanding people—it's good to be young, but," George said, "why didn't you invite us to join in this fun?" Frey chimed in.
"George! Frey!" Ginny yelled, now truly angry at their joke.
"Don't be angry! You're our sister, of course we wouldn't hurt you, but this is a rare sight, so please have mercy and let us have a look!" George grinned slyly. "It's precisely because we needed a male lead other than ourselves—"
"And Harry, you've appeared. Strictly speaking, you did a good job, seeing my sister naked so quickly and even getting her to give you oral sex—" Frey deliberately emphasized his tone, "Harry, because you're a good boy, we all like you," George chimed in, "and Ginny loves you so much, so we all agreed that you were the best choice," Frey concluded, "so we feel comfortable entrusting our sister to you." "
Hey—" Ginny threw a pillow at the two of them, "Don't treat me like your toy!"
"Oh! Don't be like that! You yourself don't like it—oh, I'm so happy, oh! Ali!" Frey mimicked Ginny's voice from earlier.
"Stop talking—" Ginny became increasingly embarrassed, her naked body turning completely red.
"Yeah, stop talking, let's get started! We came here specifically to enjoy our sister's wonderful performance, Harry, come on, it's your turn again, don't disappoint us!" George rubbed his hands excitedly.
"What?! What are you talking about? What do you want me to do?! What's going on?" Harry was annoyed. "
Don't be angry, don't be angry. You'll naturally understand these things once you're on stage. It's a kind of magic that Hogwarts doesn't teach and doesn't need to teach. Everyone is born with it!" Frey said.
"We've been eavesdropping almost from the moment you started, Ginny. You're still not lost, are you? You can't take it anymore, can you? Look, Harry's all limp again. Hurry up and use your charm again so Harry can see clearly!" George said.
"You guys..." Ginny looked like she wished she had nothing to do with them.
"Harry, how about it? Want to explore the secrets of Ginny's little naked body again?" George asked.
"This..." Harry couldn't figure out if the twins had been raised so haphazardly by Mr. or Mrs. Weasley, but to be honest, George had hit the nail on the head.
Ginny seemed to be aroused again. "Then... Harry... would you... like to look at me again?" she asked.
What does that mean? I am looking, Harry thought. But then he saw something he hadn't seen before—Ginny sat on the bed, spread her legs wide, and slowly parted a small slit between her legs with her right index finger and thumb—Harry had never seen a girl's private parts look like this, so different from his own.
Ginny's clitoris was still developing, shyly hidden between her tender labia, her labia not very prominent, surrounding her cute urethra and vagina. Her entire genitals were a refreshing pink. Harry also saw Ginny's anus, glistening with lustful moisture, also a clean and alluring tender pink, making his blood inexplicably surge.
"So beautiful!" George clapped softly. "So amazing, Harry, hurry up and get on top!" Frey shoved Harry, causing him to stumble forward, his newly erect, hot penis pressing against Ginny's vulva.
"Oh! Harry…it's so hot…" Ginny gasped.
What to do next? Harry wanted to ask, but unexpectedly, he thought he knew the answer. He desperately wanted to find a place to insert his penis, and the ideal insertion point, of course, was Ginny's opening.
"Ginny, bear with the pain, don't scream too loudly and wake everyone." Frey knelt beside Ginny and gently covered her mouth.
Then, with a slight thrust of his hips, Harry immediately felt his entire penis enveloped in an indescribable warmth—how comfortable! He had finally penetrated Ginny's virgin body.
"Ginny, be good, it won't hurt soon." Hearing Frey's comforting words, Harry quickly shifted his gaze from their intimate union to Ginny's face. Her face was flushed red, her teeth clenched her lower lip so tightly it looked like it was about to bleed, and tears streamed down her tightly closed eyes.
Seeing Ginny cry, Harry panicked and quickly asked, "I'm sorry, are you... are you in pain? Should I pull out first?"
Ginny barely opened her eyes, still crying, "No... no need, I can handle the pain. I'm probably crying because I'm so happy, Harry, I've been fantasizing about this moment for so long..." "
Good heavens, why are you two being so mushy? What are we two unwanted guys supposed to do? We're burning with desire too, but nobody can help us." George sighed, his erection rising in his pants.
"Harry, what are you doing? Hurry up and thrust!" Frey grabbed Harry's waist, making his lower abdomen thrust deeply into Ginny a few times, "Now that you can have sex with someone you like, at least give us a little oral sex, as a celebration of your growing up?" "Frey asked Ginny.
"What...what are you talking about? We're siblings!" Ginny wiped away her tears, finally managing to shift her attention from Harry's thrusting to Frey's words.
“That’s why you can only use your mouth! Say ‘ah’—” George said, casually pressing Ginny’s head against his already erect penis, which had his pants down. Ginny stared blankly at the hot rod beneath her nose, several sizes larger than Harry’s, unsure what to do.
“Please!” Another penis that looked exactly the same appeared before her, and Frey also took off his pants.
“You guys…have you had enough?” Ginny asked suspiciously.
“We’re not kidding, Harry, help us talk to him, or we’ll explode.” Frey said.
Harry had been completely lost in the pleasure of making love with Ginny, not knowing what he could possibly say, and only now came to his senses and spoke to Ginny, “Ginny, since that’s the case…you should…”
“You really want me to serve other people besides you?” Ginny asked, sounding somewhat aggrieved.
“Well…it’s thanks to them that I’m here.” “Harry said, but his tone was uncertain, as if he didn’t want to share Ginny with anyone else.
“Okay, you decide.” Ginny pouted, but with a mischievous expression.
“Thanks!” the twins said in unison, watching Ginny reach out and grasp their penises. She first kissed Frey’s glans, then licked George’s, before pulling both penises closer and taking them into her mouth.
“Wow…that’s amazing…sis…how did you learn that…lick it again…suck harder…” The twins’ glans were simultaneously in Ginny’s mouth, colliding with her teeth and tongue.
Harry felt a little neglected, so while thrusting, he instinctively began to knead Ginny’s breasts and suck on her erect nipples.
“Oh!” "Harry...so good, so comfortable...ah...oh...ouch...oh..." Ginny couldn't help but moan, her mouth leaving the twins' penises, her hands left to caress them.
How could anything in the world have such a smooth and comfortable feel? Harry kneaded her breasts, his ten fingers gliding over Ginny's alabaster skin, experiencing an indescribable sense of satisfaction. And even though there was no taste, at this moment he felt that Ginny's nipples in his mouth were more delicious and sweeter than any meal at Hogwarts. He could suck on them forever, he thought.
"Ginny, don't be so biased!" Frey cried out, feigning grievance. Ginny then turned her face to the twins' crotches and began licking and sucking their penises in turn, making her two brothers pant heavily. "Honestly, I never thought yours were this big!" Ginny said.
As for Harry's part, Ginny, gradually getting used to the pain, seemed to be able to feel the movements inside her vagina more and more. She felt the hot penis surging and churning inside her vagina, and waves of tingling sensations were spreading more and more clearly throughout her body. While dealing with her brother's penises, she kept crying out, "Oh! Ouch! Ugh! Oh! I, I can't take it anymore! Oh!" Finally—
"Oh~!" A comfortable cry seemed to come from deep within her chest. Ginny's vagina began to contract violently, making her involuntarily squeeze the twins' penises even tighter, causing them to cry out in pain. The increased pressure in her vagina also made Harry pant more, feeling Ginny's pulsating throbbing as she reached her climax. Tight, expanding, tight, expanding, the pleasure from his penis became more and more obvious, and then— "
Ah~!" Like something out of a Muggle adult film, they both reached climax simultaneously. Harry felt his penis ejaculate the "magical liquid" from Ginny's mouth again, while Ginny's entire body convulsed as if electrocuted, her brows furrowed on her flushed cheeks, tears welling in her squinted eyes, and she gasped for breath.
The blissful feeling of experiencing their first climax together made Harry involuntarily lift Ginny's face away from the twins' penises, and he thrust his lips into Ginny's slightly parted lips, his tongue swirling wildly.
Ginny responded to Harry's kiss, their tongues intertwining in each other's mouths, their lips opening and closing haphazardly, exchanging passionate saliva and blissful sensations. After
a passionate kiss, Harry felt his penis, having ejaculated twice, soften inside Ginny's vagina. He released Ginny and rolled over to one side of the bed; Ginny, having experienced a series of uniquely female orgasms, was also exhausted.
"Hey—Ginny, can't you just have your fun? We're not done yet!" Frey said indignantly from the side.
"Oh...whatever...I'm exhausted." Ginny said drowsily, her expression lightheaded. "But...don't touch there..." Ginny covered her vulva with her hand.
"Does that mean—anything else is fine?" George said excitedly, his penis hardening even more.
"George, that will hurt her!" Frey dissuaded him.
"Of course, of course, I was just joking! We have no intention of hurting lovely Ginny, so that most beautiful secret garden will have to wait for a more appropriate time in the future for Harry to explore!"
Neither Harry nor Ginny understood what the two were talking about. Ginny was interested in these things, but she didn't understand much about them.
"Now, poor us have to settle for second best—come on, little sister!" "With that, Frey scooped Ginny up, pinched her already erect nipples a few times, and then, with a swift movement, flipped her over so she was upside down.
"Ginny, does this feel different?" Frey asked. Harry saw Ginny's face flush even redder, her head throbbing with blood, causing her to break out in a cold sweat. Beads of sweat trickled down her back, down his bare neck, and into her bright red hair.
Frey and Ginny were now facing each other, Ginny's small breasts pressed against Frey's abs, honed from years of Quidditch playing. Frey then placed Ginny's legs on his shoulders, exposing her pink vulva to his nose.
Frey lightly licked Ginny's clitoris, eliciting a soft moan from her. Then, he held Ginny's head with both hands, "One more time, say 'Ah—'" and thrust his penis into Ginny's mouth.
Frey began to rock her violently back and forth, making Ginny dizzy and disoriented. At the same time, he sucked and licked her pink vulva, causing her to moan repeatedly.
"More and more wet! And it tastes really good, George, it's your turn!" he said, lifting Ginny up and turning her to face him before tossing her over.
George held Ginny, keeping her upside down, and sucked on his penis while holding her head, his tongue probing in and out of her vagina and anus.
After playing like this for a while, George tossed Ginny to Frey in the same way. The two of them, using the strong arm strength they had developed from being batters, treated the brain-congested and powerless Ginny like a burglar, playing the tossing game five or six times. Then—
both of them grabbed Ginny's head and rocked her violently back and forth for a while, taking turns ejaculating in her mouth. Only then did George, who was still holding Ginny, lay her flat on the bed.
Ginny swirled the remaining liquid in her mouth with her tongue, finding that the twins' semen was almost identical in taste, concentration, and quantity.
The twins lay satisfied on the floor. Frey turned to Harry, who had been lying quietly on the bed since earlier, and asked, "How's it going, Harry? Did it arouse you again? Want to do it again?"
Harry looked up, noticing his genitals swelling again. Was that what Frey meant? Honestly, he still didn't quite understand what they had done tonight, but he had only one feeling: it was truly wonderful.
“Oh! Please! Frey. I'm sorry, Harry, I'm exhausted, but of course, if you want, you can… um… do whatever you want.” Ginny said shyly.
Harry sat up happily, but following the gaze, he was surprised to find the door slightly ajar, and a pair of eyes were secretly watching everything in the room—
“Ron!” Harry called out.
Everyone gasped at the sound of the voice outside the door, and then the door was slowly opened, revealing Ron.
“I… woke up in the middle of the night and didn’t see Harry, so I thought I’d come out to look for him… and then I came to Ginny’s room and heard the noise… you guys are… doing this kind of thing…” Ron said, scratching his head in bewilderment.
“Ron! If you dare tell Mom, we’ll…” George threatened.
“No, of course I won’t, I just wanted to ask,” Ron took a deep breath, “Can I join in?”
“Oh!” "Ginny looked exhaustedly at Ron's bulge in his pants. 'Have mercy on me!'"

"Harry, dear, did you sleep well last night?"
At breakfast time, Harry, Ginny, Ron, and the twins were already seated at the table, and Mrs. Weasley asked kindly.
"Oh! Good heavens, clearly sleep-deprived, such dark circles under your eyes! Poor children, it must be hard for you to adjust to the new bed!" Mrs. Weasley said with concern.
"Ah, no, not at all, actually I had a very enjoyable night," Harry replied, his eyes secretly glancing at Ginny, bringing a distinct smile to her delicate face.
"Seriously, children, I have to wonder if you were up to something again last night?" The five of them gasped simultaneously. "Harry is one thing, but why do you all have such dark circles under your eyes? I don't want to keep suspecting you, but you'd better not get caught sneaking off somewhere again in the middle of the night—now eat your breakfast, I'll go make your beds." Harry
, Ron, and Ginny exchanged knowing smiles. Harry secretly kissed Ginny's lips, which were stuffed with fried eggs, making her blush again.
Only the twin brothers craned their necks, as if expecting something—
"Frey! George! Tell me! How did your sheets get so much red stain!" Mrs. Weasley stormed downstairs, clutching the sheets in anger.
They had only just returned to their rooms yesterday, satisfied, when they remembered the restrictions on underage wizarding magic during summer vacation, preventing them from using "Eliminate" to clean Ginny's stained sheets. So, Fred and George had secretly taken their sheets and changed them.
"Mom, I have some bad news for you. It's Fred—" George said, his face grim, "He's been suffering from severe hemorrhoids, and last night they ruptured—"
"Oh—no, poor child!" Mrs. Weasley frowned.
All five of them simultaneously burst into the loudest laughter of the summer.

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