Potter Cottage, Godric's Hollow
"Mum!" Ginny screamed as she walked into her home only to be greeted with an entirely startling, if not unexpected, sight, "What the hell?"
For right in front of her, Molly Weasley was bouncing, completely naked, facing the entrance of the house. The Weasley matriarch's massive tits were slapping up and down, and into each other, even as the woman squealed in pleasure.
But the real reason Ginny had screamed in such dramatic fashion was because not because Molly Weasley was bouncing – it was because Molly Weasley was bouncing on a massive penis that belong to a certain Harry Potter, who was also Ginny's husband.
"GINNNN… AAAAAAAHHHH!" Molly screamed as Harry kept bouncing her ass on his cock, her fleshy buttocks slapping and flattening on his thighs.
"Ginny!" Harry exclaimed, his head emerging over Molly's shoulders, "You're home early, love."
Ginny sighed. "Let me guess," she said, "Mum just decided to drop in."
"I genuinely did think you were going to take a while longer to come back," Harry said, shrugging his shoulders, even as Molly continued to moan in a high-pitched voice, "And then, Molly dropped in around lunch…"
"You are so lucky Hermione and Gabrielle are staying overnight for their training," Ginny said as she dropped her broom off near the closet, "They wouldn't be as casual about this as I am."
"AAAAAAHHH… SO GOOD!" Molly screamed as she slammed down on Harry's abdomen and just stayed there, grinding her hips around his midriff. She panted as Harry's hard meat skewered her insides.
"She started it," Harry said, jerking his head towards the panting woman sitting on his penis.
Ginny removed her Hollyhead Harpies robe and turned towards Harry, clad in a t-shirt that stretched over her breasts and a loose pair of track pants. And then stared.
"Uh… Harry… is that… are you… are you in her arse?" she gasped.
Molly had her legs spread wide open. Her bare pussy, with its fat, hanging lips, was practically gaping in Ginny's direction. Harry's cock wasn't embedded in Molly's pussy like Ginny had first thought – it was buried deep in her mom's ass. Ginny could see Harry's massive balls hanging right underneath Molly's wide buttocks that were draped on Harry's thighs.
"Ginny, you're in the way…" Harry warned her.
Ginny just gaped at Harry's massive schlong embedded in her mom's ass. She could even see his shaft, her mom was actually taking all of his cock in her big, slutty bum.
"Harry," she said, stupefied, "You're in my Mom's arse!"
"GGGGGGGINNNNNYYYYYYY!" Molly screamed as her pussy started convulsing.
"You're in the way!" Harry yelled over Molly's screaming.
Ginny was bewildered. She tore her gaze away from Harry's balls hanging below her mom's ass and looked at Harry's face.
"What?" she gasped.
And Molly gushed. She hollered at the top of her voice, making an incredibly stupid face with her tongue hanging out, as her pussy hosed cum out. Jets of pussy juice just squirt out of Molly's cunt, bathing Ginny with her own mother's female ejaculate. The first jet hit Ginny right in the face and the redhead just choked and screamed.
The second hit Ginny right on her tits, rendering her t-shirt completely transparent. And the third hit her track pants. And the jets just continued to spray all over Ginny as she just stood there, spluttering and trying to make sense of everything that happened.
Eventually, Molly's screaming died down as the woman was reduced to a shivering wreck with Harry's cock still in her ass.
"I… uh… forgot to tell you," Harry muttered, "Your mum has the most spectacular analgasms."
Ginny finally registered the fact that she had just been showered with her mother's cum.
"MOM!" Ginny shrieked, "WHAT THE HELL!"
Harry couldn't help it. He started laughing.
***
Rook's Nest, Ottery St. Catchpole
���So… uh… Luna," Harry asked, "Why did you call me over to your place?"
"I'm a bit confused too," Audrey said from the seat next to his, "I'd assumed this had something to do with the film we were making."
Harry quirked an eyebrow at Luna. The eccentric former Ravenclaw was apparently making the Wizarding World's first feature film, starring Audrey Weasley and a French wizard. Apparently, it was a full-fledged romantic epic.
"Yes," Luna said, "This is for the film." And then she just fell silent.
"So…," Harry asked tentatively, "Why am I here?"
"Oh," Luna said, "You're going to be Gabriel's body double."
Before Harry could ask, Audrey jumped in. "Luna," the statuesque blonde said quietly to the smaller, bustier director, "He looks nothing like Gabriel."
Luna looked over Harry with wide eyes. "Yes," Luna said, tapping her chin thoughtfully, "He's much better built, isn't he?"
"Harry's built like a tank," Audrey said, and Harry blushed. "Gabriel's tall and lanky."
Luna looked at Audrey. "Well," Luna said, "You did say we had to find someone you were comfortable with to do all the love scenes."
"Wait," Harry said, "What… uh… love scenes?"
"Oh, they're tasteful," Audrey said, waving a hand at him, "I just wasn't comfortable doing them with Gabriel. He got a bit too touchy-feely for me."
"Oh," Harry said.
"You do have to strip though," Luna said.
Harry goggled at the girl.
"Don't worry, Harry," Audrey said, "She won't show the naughty bits on the orb."
Harry stared at Audrey.
"The body is fine," Luna said at last, "We can alter that in post."
Audrey smiled lasciviously at Harry. "Oh, don't get me wrong, Luna," she said, "I'm game."
***
"Luna," Harry groaned, "I thought you said this was going to be simulated intercourse."
Luna was tugging on his shaft as she lathered some scented oil all over his penis, her small hands massaging his meat and working over his balls.
"Well," Luna said, "It would have been had your genitals been smaller. But as you are, the camera will see your cock swinging all over the place. So we'll just hide your cock in Audrey while we film."
She gave said cock a few firm tugs and Harry groaned.
"I still don't see why I can't do that," Audrey said morosely, pouting.
Harry tried his best not to look in Audrey's direction, but he just could not resist. The naked centrefold looked gorgeous standing in front of him all hot and bothered, with erect nipples on her modest breasts and a pout that could send men into lustful frenzy when it was framed on a poster.
"Because you'll get oil on yourself," Luna said serenely as she continued to squeeze Harry's shaft, lathering oil over it, "And I don't want that in the scene."
"Yeah," Audrey said sceptically, "Sure."
"There!" Luna said, giving Harry's shaft a last squeeze, ���All done!" And then she let go, letting Harry's oiled penis bounce in place.
Luna then took out her wand and murmured a spell while pointing it at Harry's meat.
"What was that?" Harry asked, alarmed, as his penis tingled.
"Just a spell to make sure the oil stays confined to your penis," Luna said, tucking her wand behind her ear, "We don't want it spreading all over Audrey or you."
"Oh yes," Audrey joined in, her voice laced with humor, "Be careful, Luna. We don't want that juicy fuckstick getting all ruined because of sloppy wandwork."
"What she said," Harry muttered. Audrey giggled. Luna ignored them.
"So," Luna said, "Cinema is all about exaggeration. It's artifice. And love-making in cinema is artifice too – so the positions might be a bit… exaggerated. Audrey, I want you to hook a leg over his right shoulder, while he makes love to you. Harry push her up against the wall. We've already done all of the dialogue, so this is all about the visuals. I don't care what you say, as long as you look nice."
Harry shrugged his shoulders and just decided to go with the flow. He lifted Audrey Weasley into the air as she kissed him passionately, sighing into his embrace. He held Audrey up by her surprisingly bubbly ass, as his tongue plundered her mouth.
"My goodness," Harry murmured, pulling his lips off her, "Your arse never fails to surprise, Mrs Weasley."
"I'm gla…MMMFFFF!" Audrey gasped as her lips were sealed by Harry's own and she felt her bare back make contact with the wall.
"Orb panning up!" Luna said, "Bury your cock so that we don't see that monster, Harry! Audrey, push your face up in ecstasy!"
Harry pulled his lips off Audrey again as the blonde supermodel panted. She hooked a leg over his shoulder and her twat gaped as she planted her other leg on the floor.
Harry grabbed his cock and pushed it into Audrey's snatch. Audrey's eyes rolled into her skull as his enormous head parted her pussy walls. And then, at a smooth pace, Harry's well-oiled penis sank deep into Audrey's love tunnel.
"AAAAAHHH!" Audrey screamed as her tongue lolled out and she pointed her face straight up at the ceiling.
"I said ecstatic!" Luna yelled in exasperation, "Not stupid! What kind of face is that?!"
"AAAAAAAHHHH!" Audrey continued to scream as Harry started to move in and out of her tight snatch, his cock pulling her tight pussy this way and that with the motion of his dick.
"I don't think she's acting," Harry said to Luna.
The blonde palmed her face and said, "Harry, dial it down. This is ridiculous."
Harry stopped moving and just stayed buried in Audrey's dripping twat, his dome stretching the married actress' cervix.
Audrey's scream died down to a moan. "You're so big," she said, "Fuck!"
"Control yourself," Luna said, "Act."
"I can't!" Audrey said, her pussy beginning to twitch around Harry's shaft, "He feels so good!"
"Harry stop that!" Luna said sternly to Harry, who had begun kneading Audrey's breasts, "Audrey, control. Now."
Audrey, with what seemed to be a supreme effort, dialled her expression down from ludicrous orgasm-face to subtle ecstasy.
"Harry, start moving… but SLOW. Audrey, hold that expression!" Luna commanded.
And Harry started fucking his meat at a very slow pace into the ridiculously hot blonde woman. Her pussy walls were practically clinging to his cock now. Audrey's fingernails roved over his back as she squirmed and moaned and gasped.
"You're so tight," Harry whispered as Luna circled them with her orb, "Percy not fucking you right?"
"Oh please don't mention my husband," Audrey grunted and then gasped, "Oh… you're so… fucking… big. Ginny… Hermione… Gabby… so lucky. Fuck."
Harry bit Audrey's chin lightly, teasing her and the woman gasped again.
"Perfect, Harry," Luna said, "That's the passion I want. Turn her around.���
Harry shrugged Audrey's legs off her, turned her around and pushed her against the wall. He pushed his own cock up and slipped them between Audrey's ass cheeks, dry humping her as his cock ground up and down between her butt-cleavage.
"Dammit, Harry," Luna said, "Your cock is too big. You need to hide it."
Harry frowned. "Uh… Luna…" he started.
"Dammit," Luna yelled, "Do I have to do everything myself?"
She pushed at Harry hard so that he pulled away from Audrey, who was flattened against the wall. Luna then grabbed Harry's shaft with both hands and pointed the massive piece of meat right between Audrey's asscheeks.
"Hide it," Luna reiterated.
"In her ass?" Harry asked.
Audrey just panted, "Luna… I… never…"
And Luna just tugged at Harry's cock. He winced and took a step towards Audrey's behind and his cock parted her ass.
Audrey, who obviously felt his massive head poking at her starfish, gasped, "Fuck, Luna, he's going to stab me to death with that enormous thing."
"Relax," Luna said nonchalantly as she continued to pull Harry closer by his penis so that his turgid meat speared further into Audrey, stretching her asshole, "Great art is never made without great effort."
Audrey's sphincter relaxed and stretched as Harry's cock fucked its way inside, millimetre by millimetres.
"That wasn't just scented oil, was it?" asked Harry, who was curiously watching his own cock stretch a supermodel's dumper.
"It's a homemade product," Luna said, "It has properties designed to let large objects enter tight spaces."
"Could I buy it from you?" Harry asked.
"Shut up and fuck her ass," Luna said dismissively.
"Morgana," Audrey moaned, as Harry's cockhead burst into her tightest hole, "I'm not going to be able to sit for a week."
"Great effort," Harry supplied, "leads to great art. Or something."
"HNNNNNNNN!" Audrey screamed as Harry's cock drilled further and further into her ass even as she slammed her fists against the wall helplessly.
"See?" Luna yelled to Harry over Audrey's high-pitched scream, "She's taking it like a champ!"
"You and I have very different definitions of the word champ, Luna!" Harry yelled right back. He then groaned at the sensation of Audrey's impossibly tight ass pressing on his meat.
Luna finally took her hands off his cock as his abs met Audrey's meaty, well-proportioned ass. Audrey was pressed against the wall with Harry's cock buried deep in her ass even as her bumcheeks flattened against Harry's crotch and Audrey just squealed.
"Morgana's hairy cunt, Harry!" Audrey whined, "You're splitting my ass in two!"
"Uh… I think Luna wants you to act," Harry said.
Audrey's face – which was beet-red – schooled itself into a more controlled expression. She turned her face against the wall and braced herself as Harry started laying kisses over her neck, pushing her lush, blonde hair out of the way. Audrey let out little gasps with each of Harry's possessive kisses on her nape.
"Okay, Harry," Luna said from the sidelines, "I want you to pull… but not too much, because then she'll scream and ruin the scene again… and then push, hard. I want to see Audrey moan passionately with each short thrust. And Audrey, don't… you… dare… scream. Just moan loudly, or something."
"Oh fuck," Audrey gasped as she felt Harry's fat penis throb inside her ass.
Harry grinned. He bunched up Audrey's hair and pushed her cheek against the wall. With his other hand, he pushed against her back. Audrey's ass then distended deliciously as Harry pulled his fuckmeat out of her ass. He withdrew about one-third of his cock, and then slammed back in – his abdomen hit her meaty ass with a thwack. And Audrey moaned, loudly.
Harry saw Luna bring the orb in close to Audrey's blushing, lust-glazed face as he proceeded to give short, firm thrusts into Audrey's ass.
"Faster," Luna said. And Harry happily obliged, as he increased the pace of his short thrusts, reshaping Audrey's bowels as her ass started shuddering around his cock.
Gasps and loud moans tumbled out of Audrey as she strove for control over her facial expressions and a massive cock speared her ass.
"Okay, harder," Luna said.
Harry increased his pace even more – he could feel Audrey's anal walls actually pulling out along with his cock and then push back in as he thrust inwards. It was delicious. He littered Audrey's back and neck with kisses.
"Oh, oh, OH OH OH OOOOOHHHH!" Audrey couldn't hold it in.
"Harry, quick, kiss her! Don't let her scream!" Luna said.
And Harry obliged – he leaned forward and captured Audrey's lips. The actress screamed into his mouth as he pounded her backside silly.
"ZOOMING OUT!" Luna yelled as she directed the orb to float backward, away from the screaming couple.
"… AND, CUT!"
Luna smiled serenely at the rutting couple. "That was perfect you two!" she said.
And then she noticed that the couple was still fucking.
"You can stop now, Harry, Audrey," the budding filmmaker said.
Harry pulled his lips off Audrey. Her ass seemed to have been reduced to a gelatinous substance as it shook all over the place with the force of Harry's thrusts.
"BUGGER ME YOU BEAST!" the model-turned-actress screamed, "BUGGER MY MARRIED ARSE WITH THAT FAT COCK!"
Luna stared at the couple.
"If can't beat 'em," she sighed, and shrugged off her own clothes as she joined them.
***
The Fred Weasley Cinema House, Diagon Alley
"That… was beautiful," Ginny said, rubbing at one of her eyes as the movie finished.
"It was very romantic," Hermione gushed, "I loved it."
"That's probably my favorite film, ever," Gabrielle said, "I never knew Luna was such a good director!"
Harry smiled – he had to admit that the film, despite its romantic overtones, had been quite entertaining. Of course, he would have preferred a bit more action, but it was heartwarming to see Wizarding art come into its own.
"Yes," Gabrielle continued as they walked out of the newly established cinema hall, "And I'm quite taken with all of the risqué scenes. They were very tasteful. I'm surprised at Luna's… restraint. She managed to show nothing, and yet titillated everything."
"Speaking of love scenes," Ginny said suddenly, "Did any of you notice the main actor had some sort of weird mark on his arm during that one scene where they meet for the last time?"
"Oh yes, I did notice that," Hermione said, "And it wasn't there on the actor's arm in the other scenes. They probably used body doubles for the love scenes."
"Yes, well," Ginny said, "I was just thinking of how it reminded me of the basilisk fang exit wound on Harry's arm."
The foursome suddenly went dead silent.
And then Harry gulped as all three women turned to him at once.
"So," Hermione said sweetly… too sweetly, "Harry, love, when you said you were visiting Luna, what… exactly… were you doing there?"
Harry sighed. It was going to be a long night.
***
Patil Manor, Surrey
Ron wished he had four hands. Two to eat his food with, one to slap himself for being like this, and one to jerk his prick while he watched his latest girlfriend shoving his best friend's penis into her mouth.
Unfortunately, Ron had to make do with two hands. So his dinner plate was perched precariously on the arm rest of his chair as he masturbated, though he managed to sneak in a few bites in between strokes.
"So," Padma Patil asked, popping Harry's enormous head out of her mouth, and looking up at the hero curiously, even as she beat his meat furiously in front of her boyfriend of two years. "Who gives the best titjob?"
Harry laughed. "Molly," he said, "Have you seen the size of those things?"
Ron gasped at the image of Harry slamming his cock into his busty mom's cleavage and stroked his four-inch pecker furiously.
"That is so naughty, Harry!" Padma said, and she gave Harry's cockhead a languid lick. Then she asked, "Best arse?"
"Fleur," Harry said frankly.
"Should've figured that out," Padma said, "She's always flaunting that behind when you're around. I guess she just misses your cock when it's not buried in her arsehole."
Padma plunged down on Harry's pole, letting his spongy head bump her palates as she choked on his meat. And then, she withdrew, panting and letting Harry's spit-glazed cock bounce.
"Tightest cunt?" she asked.
"Hermione."
"I still can't believe that she can take you inside her. She's so… tiny!" Padma cooed. She slapped Harry's cock on her face several times.
"Best endurance?" Padma asked.
"Possibly a tie," Harry said, "Angelina and Gabrielle."
"Angelina can keep up with a veela?" Padma asked, "Damn."
Padma mashed her lips against Harry's blunt, fat cockhead. "Fnnf, Mmmf, mmm?" she moaned.
"I have no idea what you just said, Padma," Harry said.
"Sorry," Padma continued as she pulled her lips off Harry, "Can't get enough of this cock. I asked – freakiest lover?"
Harry thought for a moment, even as Padma continued to jerk him off with both hands, while she stuffed him into her mouth. "Hermione, I guess," Harry said.
Padma pulled her lips away from Harry's cock. "The cliché is true, then? The naughtiest ones and the smart ones?"
"Clearly," Harry said as he nodded down to her.
Padma laughed. "Best blowjob?" she asked slyly.
Harry opened his mouth to reply, but then Padma plunged her face down on his cock. Harry felt the familiar sensation of his cock slamming into the dusky girl's mouth and then bumping against the opening to her esophagus.
And to his surprise, Padma just kept going. She moved her mouth from side to side, humming and causing his cockmeat to ripple. And then, Harry felt his cock burst into an even tighter space as he actually cleared the back of her mouth. Padma's throat began to bulge.
"Fuck, you crazy minx!" Harry moaned as he felt Padma's throat coil around his cock. And the woman just kept going. Harry's penis disappeared inch by inch into Padma's mouth. Padma raised herself from her kneeling position on all fours so that her throat and jaw were in a straight line, such that Harry's cock didn't even bend as it squeezed into her throat.
Eventually, Padma's lips met his abdomen – Harry was practically buried in Padma's throat.
"Okay," Harry panted, "This is new. Holy fuck."
Padma hummed and swallowed around Harry's cock; he groaned as he felt Padma's throat constrict in impossibly tight fashion around his penis.
And then Padma started withdrawing so that Harry's cock slid out of that deliciously wet orifice, popping out of her throat and into her mouth, and then popping out of her mouth altogether. His shaft was soaked in spit.
"So," Padma asked, "Best blowjob?"
"You've just seized the crown, babe," Harry said happily.
And as Padma went right back to deep-throating Harry's cock yet again, Ron's plate fell off his arm rest as the redhead emitted a girly scream and came all over his own thighs at the sight of Harry's cock bulging into his girl's throat.
***
Apple Orchard, Ottery St. Catchpole
"Yeah," Harry said morosely, "I really think we should stop playing, guys."
Angelina, Fleur and Harry were gathered around a table playing the weirdest version of Gobstones Harry had seen yet – Fleur had suggested it. So Harry reckoned it must be a French thing.
"I mean," Harry continued, "The dinner was ages ago. And it's just us three now."
Of course, it had all begun with the Annual Weasley Family Dinner at Easter. And then, the raucous dinner party had wound down to dancing. And one after the other, the dinner guests had begged off – Hermione and Gabrielle had to work early at the Ministry, Ginny had to train for the quarter-finals of the English Quidditch League, Ron had a meeting to attend as manager of the Cannons, and so on and so forth.
Harry, being an active Auror, had an off-day, so he'd plopped down to play Gobstones with Bill, Fleur, George, Angelina, Arthur and Molly. One after the other, each player left as time went by, until only Harry and the women remained.
And when Molly had left, Harry expected to follow suit. But before he could leave, Fleur had challenged him with a weird look in her eyes to a few rounds of "Strip Gobstones." And Angelina had eagerly jumped in.
The problem here was that Harry wasn't exactly a great player.
"Yup," Harry said, sitting in his boxer shorts as a fully clothed Angelina and Fleur sat in front of him, "I should really leave, guys."
Angelina laughed. "You're such a wuss," she said.
Harry grimaced. "Oh oui," Fleur said, "A pussy."
"Yeah," Harry said, "I guess I'm not exactly great at Gobstones."
"Harry," Fleur said seriously, "Victoire could have beaten you. And she's six."
"Okay, then," Harry said lightly as he stood up in his boxer shorts, "I'm going to go. Yeah. Yes. Yay. Bye."
Angelina laughed again.
"Oh, fine," Harry said crossly. And he sat down grumpily. He played the next round and lost the game.
Angelina was laughing really hard. "Okay," she said, wiping her tears, "You can leave now, oh Chosen One."
"Not without fulfilling his end of the bargain," Fleur said slyly.
Harry harrumphed, stood up, and pulled his boxers right off. He then lifted his limp penis and laid it down on the table with a soft thump.
"Happy?" he asked.
Angelina stopped laughing almost abruptly.
"Okay," the dusky girl said, "That… is… whoa…"
"I've been dying to see this!" Fleur squealed happily as she clapped her hands.
"You naughty slut," Angelina said, still staring at Harry's cock, "This was your end-game all along!"
Harry was utterly confused. He made as if to tuck his cock back in, but Fleur slapped his hands out of the way and tugged at his cock.
Harry was torn, for an instant. But then, he looked down at Fleur and saw the hot, busty blonde quarter-veela biting her lower lip in an oh-so-sexy manner as she tugged at his cock.
And Harry was nothing if not a gentleman. So he leaned over the table and lifted Fleur. And then threw her down on the grassy patch near the table.
"Such a gentleman," Angelina said sarcastically as Harry jumped onto Fleur and squatted above her prone body, angling his rapidly rising mast into her open mouth.
"Well, the mademoiselle was asking for it," Harry said lightly. His cockhead popped into the quarter-veela's mouth and Fleur hummed with pleasure as she tasted his meat.
"Well, what about this mademoiselle?" Angelina asked plaintively.
Harry looked around and groaned. Angelina was standing before him completely naked, Nubian body glimmering in the moonlight.
Fleur slurped loudly on his cockhead, and then popped it back out of her mouth, dragging it against her lips and drawing a groan from Harry.
"You are such a tart, Angelina," she said.
"That's rich," Angelina retorted, "Coming from a married woman with her brother-in-law's cock in her mouth."
Fleur gave Harry's cock a full-mouthed kiss. "Plenty of cock to go around," she said.
"Too much cock for you to handle," Angelina said tartly as she leaned beside Harry.
"Is that a challenge?" Fleur asked with a raised eyebrow as she slapped Harry's cock on her cheek lightly.
Angelina opened her mouth to retort, but Harry leaned over to the side and pulled Angelina by her ponytail to him.
"That's enough," he said firmly over Angelina's shriek, "You two are finished."
He then planted his arms on the ground and stood in a perfect plank position right over Fleur, whose head was right underneath his waist. He then lifted one of his arms and grasped behind him for Angelina while balancing himself on a single hand. He found Angelina's head, and pulled her until she got the message and started licking at his balls.
He then started spearing his cock into Fleur's mouth in short, sharp thrusts, with Angelina munching on his balls as she knelt behind him with her nose buried in his ass. Fleur gave muffled shrieks as his cock bumped into her throat each time Harry jabbed into her trap.
"Consider. This. Revenge. For. The. Gobstones," Harry grunted, punctuating each word with a jab into Fleur's wet mouth as her tongue wriggled for space to lick under his massive shaft.
After a few minutes of fucking his cock between Fleur's lips, he pulled right out, with Angelina doing a remarkable job managing to keep licking his balls despite all the motion. Fleur panted and gasped, her face completely soaked in her own spit.
Harry then pivoted around and squatted over Fleur's face so that his cock was pointing straight up in the air, away from the quarter-veela. He then dropped his heavy balls on Fleur's face so that Angelina's spit rubbed all over the quarter-veela. Fleur promptly started teasing and nipping and licking at his balls, adding her own spit to the mix, even as Harry pulled Angelina down and forced her to take his cock.
"Aren't laughing now, are you?" Harry asked mildly, even as Angelina moved her pouty lips up and down his cock.
"MMMMFFFF!" Angelina shrieked as she slurped and fucked almost a quarter of his cock into her mouth.
"What's the matter, Captain?" Harry taunted, "Mouth too full?"
Angelina merely choked on his cock as Fleur laughed as she munched on his heavy balls.
Harry pulled Angelina off his spit-soaked penis and looked down at her in amusement. "Your blowjobs are always the messiest, Johnson."
"Fuck… you," Angelina panted, "It's just so… tasty."
"Mmm hmmm," Fleur hummed around his testicles.
Harry stood up and beckoned to both girls as they crawled to his front and knelt on either side of his erect shaft.
"I'm never going to get used to this size," Angelina exclaimed before she attached her pillowy lips to one side of his cock in an open-mouthed kiss. Fleur did the same on the other side.
Harry held both of their heads – one blonde and the other brunette, one pale and the other dark – and began moving them back and forth along his cock in sync. It felt heavenly – he was actually using their lips to beat his own meat.
"You two are such sluts," Harry groaned as he let go of their heads once they established a rhythm.
Fleur and Angelina continued lathering his cock in spit on either side as they moved their way back and forth across his massive shaft, from the base all the way to the head and back. Occasionally, they rubbed their cheeks against his throbbing shaft, or palmed his penis as they continued their amazing double-blowjob.
Eventually, as if they were working as one, both girls moved off his cock and went to town on his balls. Each woman took one of his balls in their mouth and pulled, making Harry groan at the sensation of his testicles being massaged by two spectacular pairs of lips.
"So," Harry gasped, "You girls want to try something new today?"
Angelina pulled off one of his balls with a slurp, letting it bounce. "Like what?" she asked.
"Well," Harry said slyly, "Luna did give me this new product she'd developed…"
***
"Should've known," Angelina panted as she sat atop Fleur's back, facing Harry. The quarter-veela was moaning into the park bench with her massive tits mashed against the flat top of the table and her legs on the ground, even as her jutting ass was railed from behind. The only thing keeping Fleur from rubbing back and forth across the table was Angelina's weight on her back.
"Should've known anything Luna was involved with would be completely wrong, and still feel so right," Angelina said as she rocked back and forth on Fleur, who was shaking with the force of Harry's thrusts.
"Harry," the black girl said dryly as she eyed Harry's huge cock disappearing between Fleur's protruding asscheeks, "You're a right bastard."
Gasps and short pants tumbled out of Fleur as her ass swallowed each thrust of Harry's cock.
"In my defence," Harry said, not slowing at all in his pillaging of Fleur's dirty hole, "You jumped me immediately after I applied the oil."
"You utter bastard," Angelina said, "You know I can't resist that dick."
"You could have waited your turn," Harry said happily as he gave short, fast jabs into Fleur's asshole, trying to stretch her incredibly tight space out.
"No way," Angelina said firmly, "No way I'm letting you do my arse after Fleur spoils you rotten with… that booty. I mean… look at that arse! There's no way I can compete with that. I had to go first."
Harry tilted his head down and looked at the Frenchwoman's derriere. He supposed Angelina did have a point. After Molly, this was quite possibly the biggest ass Harry had railed. And possibly the best – even Molly's ass couldn't compare to the feeling of being inside Fleur's bum.
Because where Molly's buttocks were wide and had a lot of room for him to spank and sink his fingers into, Fleur's butt jutted outward, and they didn't even sag. Her ass cheeks hugged Harry's meatstick as he speared right between them, almost choking him before he had even entered her anus. And Fleur's anal passage was absolutely heavenly – hot and incredibly tight, just the way Harry loved it.
So Harry, once he had applied Luna's special cream had eagerly made a beeline for Fleur's ass. Only, before he could even get to the ass he had always wanted to get inside, Angelina had stepped right in front of him and proceeded to grind her perky, muscular ass on his cock. And Harry was never one to deny a lady a good assfucking. So Harry had proceeded to warm his cock up inside Angelina's bumhole.
And now, he had progressed to the main event – Fleur. Harry ground his hips against Fleur's ass, mashing it against his abdomen as his cock swirled inside her hot anal passage.
"That's good," Fleur moaned as she beat her fist on the table, "It's too tight, bastard!…"
Angelina pouted. "You never did that to me," she said grumpily to Harry.
Harry kept grinding his hips into Fleur's amazing bubble butt, loving the feeling of his cock rubbing inside Fleur's rectal tunnel.
"Angelina," Harry murmured, "Your ass could barely even fit me, even with Luna's magic oil."
"Yes, well," Angelina said as she rolled her hips up, lifting her legs into the air to show Harry her asshole, "I can practically feel the wind blowing through it, even now. Is it closing up at all?"
Harry marveled at his former Quidditch teammate's audacity as she shamelessly showed him the same gaping asshole he had been stretching out half an hour ago.
Then he grinned and pulled his cock right out of Fleur's anus with a slurp sound and speared into Angelina's dumper, which was still frozen in an O-shape. His head burst into her poor anus, which had only just begun closing back up after Harry's thorough fucking, and the rest of his pole followed as Harry dragged the girl to him over Fleur's back.
"AAAAARRRGGGHHHH!" Angelina screamed as Harry's abs met her upturned ass with a sharp clap.
"Well," Harry said blithely, "The closing up has been delayed!"
"Harry, you BASTARD!" Angelina yelled as Harry drew his cock out of Angelina's ass and speared it back into Fleur's bumhole. Harry grinned at her.
"You… you…," Angelina spluttered as she gingerly sat up on Fleur's back, "You can't just…"
Harry just laughed and jabbed into Fleur's ass a couple of times. Then he frowned.
"Looks like Luna's oil is wearing off," Harry said. He looked up at Angelina with mischievous eyes. "Just need some lubrication."
��Lubrication? Wha…?" Angelina asked, trying to recover from Harry's short use of her abused asshole.
Harry promptly drew his cock back out of Fleur's juicy butt cleavage, letting it jiggle everywhere as he pulled Angelina closer, much to the black girl's bewilderment. And then he proceeded to slam his erect penis right into Angelina's vagina and thrust back and forth like a madman.
"Uh… fuhh… uhhh," Angelina panted as Harry shoved his meat over and over into her sloshing pussy, slathering his cock with her cum. Her eyes rolled up into her skull with each thrust and she started quivering atop Fleur.
"For someone who was whining and complaining about the sex, Angelina," Harry said, doubling his pace, "Your naughty little pussy sure seems to be eager and wet."
"Oui," Fleur panted, "I can hear the slosh from here."
"Well, glad to know you're still capable of enunciating, Fleur" Harry said as Angelina just hugged him as he slammed into her, missionary style, and moaned in his ear.
"Pig," Fleur panted, "Anyone… would find it 'ard… to enunciate… with… that in… their bum."
Angelina moaned and gushed over Harry's penis as she came for the twelfth time in the past hour. Her pussy walls fluttered and absolutely squeezed Harry's cock as she orgasm.
Harry grinned and snapped his cock out of Angelina's gushing snatch, even as the trembling girl slid off Fleur's back and slumped onto the grass near their feet.
"Harry, you mad bastard," Angelina groaned as she strived to get herself under control.
Harry popped his cock back into Fleur's jutting buns. "Yes," Harry gasped, "That's the stuff."
Angelina, from her position on the ground, had a full view of Harry's massive cock spearing right into Fleur's tush with his enormous juicy balls slapping right onto the bottom of the quarter-veela's bulging ass.
"Hey, Angelina," Harry called out, "Want to see something cool?"
"What?" Angelina asked back, still staring at the amazing view above her.
"Watch this," Harry said. He then jumped into the air so that his cock ground down in Fleur's anal passage.
And mid-jump, Harry slammed forward, spearing his cock deep in Fleur's bowels and his abs met her arse with a sound like a thunderclap. Simultaneously, Fleur squealed loudly and shot what looked like an arcing jet of female ejaculate bursting through the air, splattering Angelina's face.
"What the fu...?" Angelina gasped, before Harry did it again.
He jumped and slammed into Fleur's starfish, and the quarter-veela shot off yet another burst of ejaculate from her vagina with an inarticulate scream.
"She's cumming," Angelina said in confusion, "She's cumming from her arse being fucked? Really?"
Harry did it a third time and Fleur seemed to lose it completely. Her vagina actually emitted a shlurp sound as Fleur's juices burst out in a wide spray.
"This is mine," Harry roared as he made Fleur cum again, "Your arsehole belongs to me, Fleur. No one uses it… no one touches it. Not even Bill. This hole is for my exclusive use. Is that clear?"
"YES YES OUI OUI OUI… AAAAAAHHHHHH!" Fleur screamed as she shot off continuous arcing jets into the air, "MY ASS IS YOURS! ONLY YOURS!"
"Good girl," Harry snarled, "Such a nice veela tart. With a fantastic fucking arse."
Harry pistoned in and out, watching Fleur's ass practically bounce as he smashed into it, fucking his meat into her tightest, hottest orifice. He turned his head towards Angelina and groaned, "Elle a un beau cul, non Angelina?"
Angelina merely moaned, not taking her eyes off Harry's cock spearing into the best ass she had ever seen as she plunged two fingers into her vagina, trying to dig in. Harry was ruining that bum, pillaging it and claiming it for himself. And Fleur was having the first anal orgasm of her life, spraying juices all over the place, her cunt practically exploding all over the place.
Harry grunted and buried his fuckstick in Fleur's ass to the hilt, flattening her pillowy cheeks in the process. Angelina saw Harry's balls pulse and his cock recoiled like a cannon, sending vibrations all over Fleur's ass. Harry groaned as he unloaded right in the married quarter-veela's ass, his balls pulsing with each massive shot of ejaculate into Fleur's rectum.
"Fuck," Angelina panted as she experienced her own orgasm, "You destroyed that arse, you moron."
Harry laughed and withdrew his cock out of Fleur. Angelina stared at Fleur's asshole, now gaping wide and leaking an entire rivulet of the thickest sperm she had seen. He slapped his cock on Fleur's ass a few times.
Then he turned and picked up his clothes. "Well, girls," Harry said, "I've got to run. I have work tomorrow."
And he disapparated.
"I blame you for tonight, Fleur," Angelina said happily, "Or I applaud you. Can't decide which."
Fleur didn't reply.
"Uh… Fleur?" Angelina asked. Fleur just moaned as she lay on the table with her gaping ass hanging off it.
"Okay, you really need to work on your stamina," Angelina said, as she dozed off on the grass.
***
Bill made his way out of the orchard as stealthily as possible. He had come back to see where his wife was, only to stumble upon Harry claiming his wife's ass for himself and giving her the pounding of her life.
So Bill had proceeded to ward himself from detection and jacked off all over the place as he watched Harry manhandle his bootylicious wife and have his wicked way with her.
But as much as he had enjoyed himself, he really couldn't just leave his naked wife draped on the bench in the orchard; so he waited for Harry to disapparate and went to collect his wife, who had apparently been assfucked into oblivion.
He ventured into the clearing, and then froze as he saw another man emerge from the other end.
Bill stared at a very confused-looking George, who stared right back.
"Well," George said after a few seconds of stunned silence, "This is awkward."
"Uh…" Bill said, and gestured to the two naked and unconscious women, "You saw…?"
"Uh, yeah," George said.
"Did you… were you…?" Bill asked as he made a pumping gesture with his fist.
"Yep," George said, looking away, "In the bushes."
There were a few more seconds of silence.
"We're never going to speak of this again," George declared finally.
"Never," Bill said solemnly. And then the two men proceeded to pick their spouses up and disapparate to their respective homes, heads held as high as the situation would allow.