Lyra looked at the figures in the next room. She had casted a spell that made one of the walls transparent. It let her see Pansy kneeling in front of her brother. Lyra looked on with concern, wondering if the woman would end up being another one of her brother's toys. Lyra had had enough of Pansy when she was constantly trying to get Draco's attention at Hogwarts.
Lyra sighed with relief when she saw Pansy leave, although it was strange to see her brother stick his fingers in her mouth.
'Damn blonde,' she thought. Lavender was the one who stopped her from leaving. She couldn't hear anything, the walls were thick, and she didn't know any listening spells. That was something she would change later.
Even if she can't listen to them, she know the blonde was the one who convinced them both to do what she was watching right now.
Her brother was sitting on the bed. The angle allowed her to see him in profile. His girlfriend hurried to undress him. When his pants fell to the floor, Lyra must have finished the spell, allowing them to be alone. "Merlin!" she whispered when she saw her brother's penis. She had only seen it from a distance the time Daphne used Multi-Juices to jerk him off.
She remembered seeing her hand around it and how her fingers couldn't touch it. That had given her a real sense of scale. Now, she could see how much bigger it was than Pansy's face.
She started recording with her W-phone. She wanted to show Daphne the video later. She knew her friend would love it as much as she would hate it.
She watched in fascination as Pansy began to lick the penis. Lavender exposed her breasts, and her brother wasted no time sinking his fingers into them. He pinched her nipples, making her pull a face of both pain and pleasure.
Without her consent, Lyra's hand moved to her own private parts. She was dressed in a long dress that covered her legs, so she lifted it up to touch herself properly. She began to caress her panties. She was wearing a small thong. Soon, she watched Parkinson engulfed his member. Or, at least, she tried. The girl could barely fit a third of it in her mouth.
Lyra wondered how much of it would fit in her mouth. She tugged on the little button that rested on her vagina. She sighed lightly to let out some air. Although Pansy was in charge of the penis, she seemed more like a supporting character in the movie.
Her brother and Lavender seemed to devour each other's mouths like wild animals. Her brother's chest was bare, thanks to Lavender's skilled hands, and Lyra was grateful. Even flexed, it was perfect.
Desperation was written all over Pansy's face. She was trying really hard, but they didn't seem to be paying her any attention. Lavender's hands went to her black hair and stroked it. To Lyra, it looked like she was stroking a pet. Lyra watched Altair's hand disappear between her girlfriend's legs.
Lyra pulled aside the thong with little effort. She traced its folds carefully, caressing more than masturbating.
Apparently, the lovebirds were tired because Altair abruptly pulled Lavender away from his penis. He moved Lavender onto his lap and entered her with ease. Lyra felt a little sorry for the girl. The penis disappeared inside her quickly.
Pansy stood in front of them, her face horrified. She seemed to say something, but Lavender just laughed. She seemed to be rocking in her brother's lap. The blonde still had her school skirt on. Lyra sneered, wondering if she had any clothes to wear outside.
Altair pulled Pansy toward him, bringing her to their genitals together. The girl tried to pull away, and he let her. Lyra noticed his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. He seemed to say something to her.
Parkinson approached again, this time of her own accord.
Lyra found herself wishing they would turn around. She wanted to see everything from another angle. Where she stood, she couldn't tell if Pansy was focused on Altair or his girlfriend. Perhaps her roommate was running her tongue between both of them.
Lyra thought Daphne would be ecstatic to have been there with her. Daphne would probably have a dildo the size of Altair in her vagina while penetrating her anus with her fingers. Daphne would make vulgar comments that would horrify Lyra. Lyra missed her reckless friend. Her fingers clenched tightly as she came.
She watched the lovers kiss. Lavender's bent body allowed Lyra to see her huge breasts. She reached for her own. They were smaller but better shaped. She squeezed her nipples through her dress; they were hard—so hard that she could almost deflect spells with them. She looked to her side and saw the black cat stuffed animal. She wondered if it would be wise to touch it. Probably not, but who would stop her? She knelt on the floor. She didn't pay attention to her mother who was looking at her with envy.
The stuffed animal ended up between her legs, and her juices dripped onto it. Lyra lowered her body, feeling the fabric tickle her pussy. Her moan of pleasure startled her. She was afraid someone in the next room would hear her.
She rocked back and forth, letting the doll stimulate her. She imagined what it would be like to ride Altair; the thought horrified her. Her movements became more frantic as she watched her brother thrust into Lavender. The blonde girl raised her head as her brother squeezed her breasts and kissed her neck.
Lyra watched the girl's legs tremble. She seemed to have reached orgasm just like Lyra had a few minutes ago. Lyra felt envious. The walls barely let the sound through. But the moan she let out sent shivers down Lyra's spine. Her own legs trembled as she imitated the girl.
Her brother gave one last big thrust, sending his girlfriend's breasts bouncing up and down. She watched him clench his jaw. "He's coming inside her."
Lyra watched as a clear liquid emanated from the busty girl like a fountain. Parkinson's face ended up drenched, forcing her to retreat.
Everything seemed to calm down in the seconds that followed. It seemed that everyone had decided it was enough. Lyra watched him pull out of her girlfriend. His cock was shiny with white spots on it. She licked her lips, thinking about how it would taste.
Apparently, Pansy had found out because she was brought over to devour him, ignoring her wet face. She maintained an expression as if she were smelling something awful, but the excitement in her body was obvious, even to a virgin like Lyra. She sucked him clean. Then, Altair nodded toward his girlfriend.
Lyra watched as a river of white milk flowed out of her sister-in-law's vagina. She narrowed her eyes as if they were being played a dirty trick. 'No, he put it in her ass,' she thought, cuming again, not from physical pleasure but from how morbid the situation was.
"Your little brother is quite the stud," she heard a voice say in her ear. Her face flushed with embarrassment as she looked at her cousin.
"Tonks, leave the girl alone," Andy said with amusement. She looked embellished at the scene in the next room. "That's an interesting spell. Would you teach me?" She asked gently. She didn't seem at all horrified or disgusted by having caught her spying on her brother. "I can teach you a spell that will prevent your children born of incest from having deformities."
Lyra didn't answer; her face was frozen in shock.
"Looks like she's passed out," Tonks said, touching her cheek. Still no response. "And I thought Altair was fucking his girlfriend's brains out. Maybe he'll leave her like this before I go get her," she said in a hoarse voice full of mockery. "Oh, you're recording," she said, seeming to notice the cell phone. "Would you mind sharing it? Unfortunately, I'm late, but I'm sure I can jerk off later."
Lyra wasn't sure if Tonks was joking.
"Tonks!" Andy scolded her.
Lyra wanted to die.