n the weeks that followed Harry's impregnation of and subsequent betrothal to Nymphadora Tonks, things seemed to settle down in some ways while growing even more hectic in others. After a great deal of thought, Harry finally decided that he'd continue doing world saving missions for the ICW, if only because both his new wife and mother-in-law lived on earth and would prefer that it not become a barren wasteland… Along with this understanding came Harry's return to his ICW office on Monday morning, and his introduction to a brand-new pair of ICW handlers that were not Fleur Isabelle Weasley…
Apparently, Fleur wasn't shameless enough to make Harry regret doing work for the ICW, simply so that she could get another crack at their argument.
Harry was impressed in a morbid kind of way. It seemed like only now, with whatever relationship they'd once had in tatters, was Fleur finally deciding to show some self-restraint where his life was concerned.
Either way, the delegates that comprise the ICW don't like Harry running around without someone at least trying to keep the fallout to a minimum, so they'd found 2 people that were new enough and gullible enough to volunteer for the 'honor' of the position...
Enter newly instated British Delegates to the ICW Lady Susan Bones and Lady Hannah Abbott.
For the last week and a half, the 2 highly ambitious and career oriented English noblewomen had been harassing Harry's trio of sex starved secretaries with nearly constant demands that Harry do this, that or the next thing, as if he was available to travel all around the world at just a moment's notice. Beyond the fact that Harry was most definitely not Ms. Bones and Abbott's servant, and could not be so easily bossed around, the primary reason that he wasn't fulfilling any of their demands was that every single one of them featured problems that weren't Earth threatening in nature. If Harry were to start taking on normal Auror or Government Agent work above and beyond his current Earth saving duties, he'd never get a chance to sleep at night…
Nuh uh… No way… Harry wasn't a public servant, like at all… He was a reluctant hero at best...
Long story short, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott were being an enormous pain in the ass...
To begin with, Harry's recollection of Susan and Hannah was that of 2 extremely capricious and fickle young ladies, especially considering the fact that they were members of the supposedly 'loyal' house of Hufflepuff. Every single year that he spent as a Hogwarts student, both their opinion and treatment of him seemed to change dramatically based on whatever opinion was popular at the time. As an example, during his second year, both Hannah and Susan were completely convinced that he was the heir of Slytherin and that he was attacking his classmates merely because he was a Parseltongue. Then again in fourth year, the 2 girls spent the entire first half of the school year wearing those Support Cedric Diggory/Potter stinks badges and glaring at him in the hallways. Of course, Harry had always considered the fact that both Susan and Hannah quite happily took part in his DA classes the following year without ever bothering to offer even the smallest of apologies, quite indicative of their selfishness and immaturity.
However...
If Harry was to be truly honest about Susan and Hannah's value as people, he would also have to admit that they were both witches of impressive skill and strength, that they'd always been kind to Hermione even when the girl was being difficult, and that they'd both fought bravely against Voldemort's forces during the Battle of Hogwarts.
So yes… Susan and Hannah were just people like any other, with both strengths and weaknesses and circumstances of their own, and Harry was at least trying not to be too impatient with them…
It was getting harder with every day that passed.
When you added the fame that Susan and Hannah garnered as veterans of the battle of Hogwarts to the fact that the 2 of them were the heirs to extremely prominent noble families, it could come as no surprise that Susan and Hannah had been chosen to represent Britain on a global scale, and that they were quite used to being treated with a high degree of both respect and obedience. Unfortunately for the both of them, their meagre renown, magical power and political authority didn't mean much to someone like Harry, who's power and political importance couldn't really be measured…
And Harry's patience with both their constant demands and their imperious attitude was finally coming to an end...
"You will Apparate to Colorado America's magical transfer station where you will report to a Government Official by the name of Smauk. You will offer your assistance in regards to a rash of magical serial killings that've been occurring in the region," Susan demanded of Harry as she unceremoniously threw a manila folder down upon his desk.
Just the movement of Susan's arms as she dropped the folder was enough to make her fantastically luscious tits sway and jiggle within the confines of her business suit. As an afterthought, Harry also noted that the woman's dark blue suit contrasted well with her bright blue eyes, pale lightly freckled skin and vibrant red hair. Susan Bones was a beautiful woman, no doubt about it, and her shorter than average height only served to make her abundant curves that much more dramatic. Too bad, the authority that the woman was trying to assume over him and the ultra bitchy way that she was going about it was more than enough to ruin her good looks in his eyes.
"Did you speak to my secretary about whether or not I was available to speak to you," Harry asked in a dismissive tone of voice as he continued to sift through the neat little piles of business and diplomatic paperwork lining the length of his desk.
"Your secretary wasn't in your front offices when we arrived, and we don't have the time to work on your schedule," Hannah Abbott snapped back in an extremely impatient tone of voice.
Hannah Abbott, unlike her best friend, was a little taller than average but had only moderate size breasts under her skin-tight white blazer and pencil skirt combo. Of course, what the woman lacked in the bust area she more than made up for with her big bouncy ass and thick mouthwatering thighs. Unlike Astoria Malfoy, Hannah did actually have medium sized breasts, but that never stopped the boys back at Hogwarts from comparing the two of them as if they were the most bitter of rivals. On the whole, Astoria and Hannah couldn't really be compared, because where Astoria was heart achingly adorable, Hannah had the classically beautiful and striking features befitting a noblewoman of her station, with pale blonde hair, clear white skin and flinty grey eyes. Of course, Harry was left wishing that the enormously fussy English Lady also had the composure and courtesy expected of a noble…
If either of the 2 noblewomen had any common courtesy at all then maybe Harry wouldn't be in the situation that he currently found himself in.
"I'm not sure if the two of you have been specifically set up to fail by someone who means you ill, or if you just never grew out of the immaturity and disrespect that I witnessed from you back in Hogwarts, but I suggest you immediately leave my office and then wait for my secretary to announce you." As he spoke, Harry continued to sort through the different paperwork on his desk because he couldn't even be bothered to give the pair of women his full attention.
"We are the British Delegates to the ICW as well as your new handlers, thus we are your superiors and we demand your respect," Susan ground out with her teeth clenched and her hands balled up into fists.
"Your so-called 'authority' as Delegates means absolutely nothing to me," Harry casually replied without ever pausing in the filing of his paperwork. "In fact, the 2 of you are currently making me less inclined to respond to emergencies taking place in Magical Britain because you're reminding me just how self-entitled, selfish and rude the entire population of your obsolete little country truly is... So, you see, Lady Bones and Lady Abbott of Magical Britain… You two are nothing but a liability to your country..."
"Now wait just one second," Susan started calling out before she abruptly stopped speaking and her mouth dropped open in her surprise. She could hear… something… a sound… coming from underneath Harry's desk. A rhythmic slurping and swallowing sound was emanating from down between Harry's legs.
"You...You can't be," Hannah gasped out with a newly shocked expression on her face.
"How dare you," Susan spluttered out next.
After looking up from his paperwork for the very first time," Harry blinked owlishly at the 2 newly red-faced women for several seconds in a row. "How dare I," he repeated in an incredulous tone of voice. "How dare I get a sloppy and enthusiastic blowjob under my desk while I work you mean? Tonks… I'm pulling away from the desk now. Come."
With his warning delivered, Harry slowly pushed his Muggle computer chair away from his desk, pulling a woman with shoulder length brunette hair and a large fantastically round ass out from within the concealment granted by its sturdy wooden frame. For all that Harry had called the woman currently kneeling between his thighs Tonks, implying that it was his Metamorph betrothed that was making such a huge production of sucking his completely astonishing cock, the woman that was frantically throating herself up and down his gigantic dick was clearly the secretary that was supposed to be staffing his front office, Astoria Malfoy.
"To answer your question Ms. Bones, I dare a great many things in this office... in my office... because nobody in this entire fucking building has either the power or the authority required to censor me," Harry growled out with his eyes locked on Susan and Hannah's faces and his hands cupped around the back of Astoria's rapidly bobbing head. "I dare because a man with my abilities can never be replaced, and because none of you imbeciles can get a damned thing done without me. If you disagree, and you want me gone, then do it, fire me… I dare you…" With his ultimatum delivered, Harry gently cupped Astoria's cheek as he eased the woman's body back under the wood of the desk, and then he returned his attention back to his paperwork.
For almost a full minute, nobody said a word as Harry signed and filed paperwork and the British delegates listened to the nearly frantic glucking and sucking noises coming from underneath his desk...
"We.. We will return to the outer office, where we will await the return of your secretary," Susan finally breathed out in a voice that was almost but not quite a whimper.
We will be much, much more respectful in the future," Hannah promised with her eyes cast down towards the ground.
"Lord Deacon, our predecessor and superior back in Britain, told us that you wouldn't have any respect for us unless we were very harsh with you. He also warned us to keep you very, very busy or you would start demanding absurd and humiliating sexual favors of us," Susan whispered as she stared down at Harry's desk and what she could still hear happening beneath it.
"We don't believe him anymore… You clearly don't need to demand anything of anybody," Hannah finished for the 2 of them as they both walked backwards towards the door.
Click…
Harry's new handlers with the ICW were gone, presumably to sit and wait patiently in his outer office, and the woman currently sucking his dick was unbelievably excited over how she'd just been caught/not caught cheating on her husband. Of course, any sane human being would have immediately realized that Astoria Malfoy was definitely the woman that was worshipping his cock with her mouth, tongue and throat, but neither Susan nor Hannah would ever admit to suspecting anything because they'd immediately lose access to Harry…
No… After looking the 2 witches in the eyes, Harry wasn't the least bit concerned that Susan or Hannah would reveal Astoria's infidelity to Draco Malfoy… Despite their earlier attitude, both of his new ICW handlers were well aware that they were completely dependent on his abilities to either make or break their careers…
"Demand sexual favors," Harry scoffed followed by a quiet groan as Astoria's jealously clenching throat squeezed his cockhead in a wet and velvety embrace. "No need to get jealous, baby girl," Harry breathed out with a hand softly combing through the woman's silky-smooth hair. "Now you just keep working that wonderful little mouth of yours and daddy will let you spend some quality time with him tonight…"
Over the next few seconds, the sound of glucking and slurping coming from under the desk nearly doubled in both speed and intensity.
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Sometime later....
"Come in," Harry called out when a series of very persistent knocks resounded from outside of his office door. Once again, he was hard at work attempting to wrap up a week's worth of accumulated paperwork. Once again, someone was determined to interrupt his efforts.
A moment later, when a strong allure started wafting into the room preceding what had to be a full blooded Veela, Harry knew for sure that his afternoon was about to get a little more… interesting.
"Zere was no one at ze front desk to announce me," a tall, voluptuous, French blonde, pointed out in an exceedingly disapproving tone of voice.
Appoline Delacour, for this could only be Appoline Delacour, Fleur and Gabrielle's mother, was a vision of wealth, class and sophistication, with bright red lipstick offsetting her alabaster skin, a formal black dress that trailed down to her knees with a cut so tight that her curves were on full display, and a plunging neckline that showed off far more than it concealed. Her skin was flawless and her features would've been angelic except for the fact that they were far too sinful to qualify. Her posture was both proud and domineering, and her every movement was unceasingly erotic. Appoline Delacour was a full bodied, full blooded, born that way sexual creature, with nothing held back and no mercy for the weak. Her allure dominated the entire office right from the get go, so of course Harry made a point of completely ignoring the woman as he continued to focus on his paperwork.
"I don't recall having any appointments scheduled this afternoon, Mrs?" Harry might've already known exactly who the woman standing in his doorway was, but there was no way in hell he was going to give this woman the satisfaction.
"Appoline Delacour," the woman replied, both the tone of her voice and the expression on her face radiating disgust and disapproval.
While drawing in a very deep breath, Harry finally allowed his attention to be pulled away from his paperwork, but only so that he could look up at Appoline with a displeased expression of his own. "What brings you to my office both unscheduled and uninvited, Mrs. Delacour?"
"Two matters at ze very least," Appoline began in a tone that brooked no argument. "You 'ave 'urt my daughters, used zem and zen discarded zem as eef zey are nozzing but play-zings. 'Ou also called my 'usband and I a pair of degenerates, zus 'ou owe all four of us reparations and an apology."
"Did you really tell your daughters to magically interrogate me so that their imprinting would come to an end," Harry suddenly asked, completely ignoring all of the woman's silly demands.
"I did, but I 'ad no idea zat zey would use such a… powerful concoction," Appoline immediately admitted with a tiny little shrug of her shoulders. "I would 'ave thought zat my daughters would be capable of forcing 'ou tell zem ze truth wizout resorting to such… extreme methods."
"So, your only problem with your daughter's actions is their methods," Harry repeated with a sigh and a small shake of his head. "It seems I was right... You, Mrs Delacour, are a degenerate… It really is sad though… Your daughters are merely a product of their upbringing, and I pity them for the effect that you've had on them. They'll never be able to treat the men in their lives with any respect, so they'll never find the happiness that they're looking for."
"My daughters are ze pinnacle of sophistication and beauty, so zey will 'ave whatever zey want from any man zat zey want," Appoline, retorted in a voice cold enough to freeze lava. "Such ees ze way eet 'as always been wiz Veela. Only an unrefined blackguard such as yourself would 'ave my daughters deny zeir magical 'eritage, deny zeir gifts..."
"Not true. I'm merely denying your daughters access to ME, because that same magical heritage that you take so much pride in makes them far too troublesome to have around," Harry countered in an equally cold and impatient tone of voice. "You appear to be laboring under a misconception Mrs. Delacour… I do not need your daughters. I'm not a slave to your daughters. Your daughters can and indeed have been replaced with other women, women that I can trust not to attack me in my sleep."
"My daughters are worth any amount of ze trouble zey've given a womanizing cretin such as yourself," Appoline growled, as her features suddenly took on an overtly supernatural quality. Over the next few moments, her beauty seemed to intensify by several magnitudes and her allure more than tripled in intensity. "I will show 'ou exactly what my daughters 'ave been 'olding back...."
Just a split second after saying those words, Appoline suddenly paused in her advance towards Harry's desk, when she heard several different sounds coming from underneath the highly polished wood. Then she abruptly released a feline snarl of outrage as she realized that Harry Potter had been receiving a blowjob under the desk the entire time the 2 of them had been arguing with each other.
Now that Appoline's allure was billowing throughout the entire room in thick, undeniable waves, whoever was crouched below that desk had given up entirely on subtlety and they were throating themselves upon Harry's cock as if their very life depended on it.
Gluck, slurp, pop, gluck, gluck, slurp, pop, smack, gluck, slurp, pop, gluck, gluck, slurp, pop, smack, gluck, slurp, pop, gluck, gluck, slurp, pop, gluck, gluck, slurp, pop, smack….
The obscene sounds of a mouth and throat stretched to their very limits around a dick echoed around the newly silent office even as Appoline stalked forward and then slammed her hands down upon Harry's paperwork. "My 'usband, hoo ees a very 'andsome and powerful wizard capable of resisting large amounts of allure, frequently sleeps wiz ze ozzer Veela of ze Enclave even though 'ee loves me very, very much... and do 'ou know why?"
"Because he's outsourcing for all of the respect he doesn't receive at home," Harry ventured as he eased back in his chair and allowed himself to visibly enjoy the blowjob that he was receiving.
"Because Veela... get... what... zey... want," Appoline enunciated both slowly and with great meaning.
"I only give what I want to give, and only when I want to give it," Harry replied equally slowly and meaningfully.
By now Appoline's features looked more like a Goddess's than a mere mortal woman's and her allure was so strong it was curling the paperwork sitting along the edge of Harry's desk. That's the reason why Harry couldn't quite stop his eyes from dilating wide when Appoline suddenly pulled her dress down the length of her body to pool at her flared out hips, doubled the intensity of her allure until even he was beginning to feel his sense of reason fraying, and leaned over his desk until their faces were merely a foot away from each other.
"'Ou, 'Arry Potter, need to learn what eet ees to be pursued by a Veela truly determined to 'ave 'er way," Appoline crooned in a voice that seemed to carry far more than the sounds that comprised it.
After a very long moment passed where Harry didn't do or say anything at all, an amused smile slowly but surely grew across his face. "You, Appoline Delacour, desperately need to be taught some... humility…"
Appoline's eyes dilated wide at Harry's continual resistance to her allure even as she doubled its strength once again and started unclipping her pearly white bra.
"The situation's changed," Harry suddenly announced down towards the space underneath his desk. "I was planning on teasing you relentlessly for quite a while longer before finally giving you what you desire of me, but now I have good reason to alter my plans. Are you prepared to get fucked in front of an audience?"
"Yes! Yes, please my Lord," called out a very disheveled looking Susan Bones that was stripped down to nothing but a blue bra and panties set. Even as the English noblewoman gasped out those words in an immensely relieved tone of voice, she popped up from under the desk and began peppering Harry's upper thigh with rapidfire kisses. "I'm burning up under the Veela's powerful allure my Lord, but it's still you that I want! It's you that I need!"
"I'll let you have my pussy anytime and anywhere my Lord," a green bra wearing Hannah Abbott hurriedly added as soon as her friend finished speaking. With similar timing, the woman popped up from under the desk as she spoke, but unlike Susan, she had the base of Harry's dick cradled lovingly in both of her hands and the remainder of his shaft laying heavily across her face. "Please, please, my Lord, make a spectacle out of fucking me senseless! I seriously won't survive being teased by this magnificent cock any longer, so please for the love of the Gods let me ride your dick!"
For the next few seconds, Harry just nodded approvingly down at his ICW handlers. The fact of the matter was that the 2 of them were faring far better than he'd have expected within the extremely powerful allure filling his office. Oh sure, he was using quite a bit of magic to shield their minds from the worst of the allure's effects, but truly arcane mental abilities that run in families such as Su Li's empathy and a Veela's allure are notoriously slippery and hard to defend against. What Harry was finding particularly impressive at the moment, was the way that both Susan and Hannah were channelling the lust that Appoline was feeding into their bodies towards the target that they desired most… Him…
Well would you look at that… The Hufflepuff girls were finally learning how to loyal....
"Very good. I'm quite pleased with the both of you," Harry finally verbalized as he waved his hand, and the makeup of the room suddenly began to change.
Appoline's mouth dropped open in both surprise and rising indignation as she was completely ignored by absolutely everyone in the office and then forcibly floated across the room like luggage. Even as her wand flew free of her thigh holster to drop atop Harry's desk, a large and comfy looking four poster bed appeared out of thin air in the middle of the room, and her body began floating towards its blanketed surface without her ever getting a say in the matter. Appoline squirmed and flailed in the air in response to her sudden loss of control, but it was all for naught. Soon enough, she was laying on her back on the bed with thick velvet ropes tying both her wrists and her ankles to the bedposts, and the ropes were tightening to the point that she could barely move an inch.
With no hesitation at all, Appoline attempted to conjure two balls of passionfire to burn the ropes and free herself, but to her immense surprise some sort of barrier magic was keeping her from bringing her inner flames into being. Then she tried to complete a full transformation to bring her talons to bear on the ropes, but once again she found herself unable to do so!
Appoline was trapped. What's more she was helpless.
What was sooo much worse than either of those things was the fact that she was still being ignored!...
By this point, Harry had pushed himself up from his chair so that he could look down at what Susan and Hannah were doing to his dick. Both women were kissing, licking, massaging and sucking on both his cock and his balls as they both tried to prove that they should be the one to go first.
"The first of you to look me in the eyes, and broadcast all of your strongest kinks will be the one to go first," Harry suddenly announced with no warning whatsoever.
What followed was a silent but intense race between Susan and Hannah to be the first one to broadcast all of their kinks and sexual proclivities. In the end Susan won, but only because she launched up to her knees, wrapped her arms around Harry's waist and physically blocked his view of Hannah's eyes with her body.
"Not fair Sue," Hannah complained in a truly pitiful tone of voice even as she continued to kiss and massage Lord Potter's heavy hanging balls.
"All's fair," Susan quoted as she rubbed her bra clad breasts up Harry's body, cupped his face in both of her hands, and stared him in the eyes from extremely close range. "Please, please give me everything that you've got my Lord," Susan whispered as her lips brushed and nipped at Harry's jaw, neck and shoulder.
With a small wave of his hand, the bed that Appoline was tied down to grew wider on her right side, so that they could all join the woman without being overcrowded. Then he cupped Susan's cheek and stared her in the eyes. "You will lay down on the bed with your head resting on Mrs. Delacour's belly. You will follow all of my orders down to the letter…"
"Yeah, yes, yes my Lord. Right away my Lord," Susan squeaked, as she reluctantly tore her lips away from the skin of Harry's chest, dashed across the room, and lay her head down atop Appoline's continuously squirming form.
"I will call the Auror Service and have you arrested for attacking and abducting me," Appoline suddenly threatened as Susan's vibrant red hair fanned out across the skin of her naked belly.
"In that case, I will demand that Veritaserum be administered during the trial so that I can describe in great detail how you were trying to force yourself upon me," Harry replied with an amused shake of his head. "You forget yourself Mrs. Delacour. You forget that you're nothing but a particularly good-looking rapist. I had zero intention of having sex with you when you suddenly targeted me with the entire force of your allure. If it were any man but me, you would've had your way with him against his will."
"Ra.. Rapist! How dare you," Appoline immediately spluttered out, her mouth agape in shock. The very idea that Harry might not consent to her advances had never even occurred to her before. "I am one of the most beautiful women in the entire world," she defended in an unbelievably affronted tone of voice.
"That may be so," Harry admitted with an indifferent shrug of his shoulders. "On the other hand, you're still nothing but a worthless, cunty little harpy who never learned that there are consequences to her actions."
"I can't… I can't even believe eet...," Appoline whispered to herself in a broken, almost delirious, whimper of a voice. She was so far gone in her current state of abject humiliation and shock that she only lay there and stared when Harry dropped onto the bed and returned his attention to the redhead using her as a pillow. By the time Appoline tried to speak again and failed because her voice box was magically sealed, she was already all but forgotten by the other 3 occupants of the room…
Appoline Delacour had never, ever, in her whole entire life, been dismissed, disregarded and told that she was worthless before. Her mind was in chaos. Her body was on fire. Her allure was pouring out of her body with the intensity of a high-pressure gas leak.
Appoline had never met a man that treated her like Harry Potter did...
"I have never been hotter for anyone, ever, in my whole entire life and it's not the allure," Susan admitted as Harry kneeled on the bed at her side. "You're so fucking extra my lord. Gods.. Goddesses… Please, just... please!"
With a small nod of understanding, Harry turned his attention to an empty patch of bed at their side, and began conjuring several different items of varying shapes and sizes. "Close your eyes Ms. Bones. Close your eyes and don't open them until I give you permission.
"Having caught sight of the wide based candle resting next to Harry's knee, Susan shivered even as she tightly closed her eyes. "You… You intend to drip hot wax upon my body?..."
"This is actually a Muggle product called a massage oil candle, but yes, it will be hot," Harry explained as he placed a tray to the side, lit the cylindrical candle with a thought and then beckoned Hannah over to his side.
Within less than 3 seconds flat, Hannah was up on the bed with her arms wrapped tightly around Harry's waist, and she was waiting to hear what he had in mind.
"Our dear friend Ms. Bones has a series of very sophisticated kinks, as befits a woman of her station," Harry stage whispered down into Hannah's ear. "One of those unfulfilled fantasies, is that she gets you involved in her sex life in a far more proactive fashion than merely sharing a man or two... Do you understand what it is that I'm asking of you?"
"I... I only wish that you'd told me sooner Sue," Hannah breathed out as she dropped behind Harry on the extra wing of the bed, crawled up under Susan's splayed open legs and began kissing her way up the woman's inner thighs.
"Goddesses, Gods," Susan gasped out as she felt a rash of sensation against her sensitive thigh flesh and then remembered that she wasn't allowed to open her eyes to investigate. A moment later, when she felt Harry's hands gently, oh so gently running up her thighs and over her belly to drag idly against the material of her bra, the soft but random touches immediately caused a cascade of shivers and goosebumps to develop all over her stomach, arms and legs.
"That's right Ms. Bones," Harry whispered as he moved his fingers up and down the woman's body in carefully controlled, enormously gentle sweeps. "You my dear, appear to be a fan of sensation play… a gentle form of BDSM that's actually rather hard to get just right. Thankfully for you, you've come to the right man…" With those assurances made, Harry suddenly grabbed up a large feather that he'd conjured, and began sweeping it down Susan's belly towards her inner thighs. "Hannah… Please begin gently kissing Susan's pussy lips. Gently now… We're teasing her to a peak..."
"Yes, my Lord," Hannah whispered out as she slowly drew her lips closer to her best friend's pussy, released a long hot breath against her silk covered clit and then pressed a feather light series of kisses against the "V" of her soaking wet panties.
With yet another nod of approval, Harry returned his attention to Susan's upper body, lightly dragging his feather up and around her bra to tease tiny little gasps from the twitching redheads slightly parted lips. Then, when the woman looked like she was just moments away from begging, he silently banished away both her bra and her panties, and ran his feather across both of her nipples, first the right one, then the left.
By this point, Susan was panting for air, fisting the blankets underneath her body in her tightly clenched hands and shivering from her head to her toes.
Harry had zero intention of going to go easy on her…
Pulling a small bucket and the candle from the side of the bed, Harry drew out a small cube of ice and floated it in the air. Next, he did the same with a small globule of hot oil, and he drew it all down towards the woman's beautifully flushed skin. He slowly drew his hands up Susan's belly to cup at her big beautiful breasts with both of his hands, and then he allowed the ice cube to just barely graze her nipple between his fingers for just a little longer than a second.
Susan's entire body shivered and twitched at the surprising sensation and her pussy shook violently under Hannah's gently probing tongue.
In the seconds that followed, Harry pinched and tweaked both of the woman's nipples even as he drew the hot oil down to her belly and allowed just the tiniest amount to drip onto her skin.
Hahh," Susan gasped, twitched and just barely managed to keep her eyes closed. Then a cube of ice was pressing down against the oil spot on her belly and the cooling sensation was causing a rash of electric sensation to radiate across her entire nervous system. Amidst all of this, Harry continued to relentlessly grope at her big beautiful tits and pinch her nipples between his fingers as the only constant that she could rely upon. Then, as the oil cooled and soaked further into her skin, she could feel its lubricating properties and she realized the direction that Harry's actions were heading in. A small, hyper aroused whimper suddenly leaked from her lips as her back arched and her breathing picked up a labored quality.
That's right Ms. Bones," Harry repeated as he began alternating between dripping hot oil and small dabbings of ice to keep the woman's body guessing and her senses on the edge. He delivered sharp little pinches to her nipples paired with well times brushes of his feather across her goosebump covered flesh, and then he smoothed everything out by rubbing the warm oil deeper into her skin. Soon enough, Susan's entire upper body was an oily mass of overloaded nerve endings, and she was squirming under Harry's hands as if she were suffering a very pleasant death.
With a smile and a glance back towards Hannah, Harry suddenly banished all of the clothing off of his body, straddled Susan's belly, and dropped the heavy mass of his rock-hard cock within the vast confines of Susan's ultra-soft and generous breasts. Reaching back to draw Hannah's hands away from where they were resting on Susan's belly, he pulled them further up her body so that she was cupping Susan's breasts together around his cock. Then he used his magic to do what he'd been doing with his hands, running oil and ice across her stomach, breasts and nipples even as he pinched her nipples and fucked his cock up and down through the valley of her cleavage.
When Susan started releasing a ragged and overwhelmed moan that slowly emptied out her lungs, Harry smiled at how thoroughly he and Hannah were riling the woman up. Without even having to look back, he knew that Hannah had never stopped edging her friend towards orgasm with her soft and plushy lips and ultra-dexterous little tongue, and Susan's pussy was spilling her arousal down into the blankets beneath her twitching and trembling ass cheeks.
Of course, that was the moment when Harry conjured four different teasing water charms and set them to work on their various different targets. One floated down to begin pressing and teasing at Hannah's dripping wet little pussy, one dropped down to spread open the depths of Susan's pussy in preparation for his cock, and two more quickly swirled around Susan's diamond hard nipples while rapidly alternating between hot and cold temperatures.
Just a few seconds after adding this new magical stimulus, Hannah was wiggling on her belly where she was huffing air directly into her friend's pussy, and Susan was violently shaking like a leaf in a storm. Harry smiled as he lazily fucked his cock up and through the woman's overabundant cleavage to press his cockhead against her slightly parted lips. Then, just as Susan's mouth started opening further, he suddenly pulled his cock away to repeat the action. He wasn't the least bit surprised to find that the redhead's mouth was wide open and waiting to receive his cockhead at the end of his next thrust, and he buried the first few inches of his dick into her spread open mouth before slowly pulling back again…
Without ever having to say a word, Harry found himself fucking both Susan's oiled up and shiny tits and her hungrily sucking little mouth. He luxuriated in the wet, slippery, sucking heat that Susan's oily breasts and steamy little mouth offered around both his cockhead and his shaft. He smiled down at Susan's highly erotic red flushed face even as his various tools continued to press, poke, tickle, heat and cool her skin at random intervals from every direction imaginable.
Within almost no time at all, Susan's body was overwrought. Her body was at the very peak of pleasure and orgasm denial. She couldn't take much more. They all knew it. She knew it most of all…
"Please. Please my Lord. Please fuck me," Susan gasped out during the moments when Harry's cock was drawn from her tightly sucking lips. "Please ruin my pussy with your absolutely gigantic cock. Please take me. Please let me open my eyes and look at you when it happens. Please let me witness the moment when you make my body yours."
"Oh, I don't know," Harry mused as he picked up the pace that he was fucking his cock into her mouth. "I'm not sure letting you open your eyes is the best course of action… You're broadcasting your excitement like a radio tower Ms. Bones. You really like what Hannah and I are doing to you right now... "
"Yes, yes, I love it, I love it, but you, your body, your eyes, so beautiful, so sexy, I want, I want you, want it, I want to see it," Susan haltingly begged as Harry's cock quickly popped in and out of her mouth and her breasts were relentlessly fucked.
"Very well," Harry finally allowed as he banished the water charms on Susan's nipples, gestured for Hannah to change her focus up to Susan's breasts, and then rose off of the woman's body to take a position between her thighs. By the time Harry had Susan's thighs held up in his arms and his newly reduced cock pressing firmly against her pink and puffy pussylips, Hannah was sucking hungrily on one of Susan's oiled-up nipples, and she was squirming and panting in a fit of hyper aroused, messy heat.
"You may open your eyes in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, now," Harry counted down before, banishing the water charm within Susan's pussy, leaning forward over her body, locking eyes with her, and slowly thrusting his large but reduced cock into her smoldering hot and twitching pussy lips. Almost immediately after his cockhead first sank into the woman's piping hot and tightly clenching pussy, her thighs started shaking, her legs shot out straight into the air, her hands shook and slapped against both the bed and Hannah's back, and her mouth spilled wide open to release a completely unhinged orgasmic yowl.
"Gods! My Gods! Goddesses! He's entering me! Harry Potter is shoving his stupidly big cock into my poor little pussy," Susan ranted as she stared at Harry's muscular body and reached up to grope at his abs. "Saints above! Already! I'm already cumming! I'm cumming so fucking hard! How, how are you!? Gods!" Then Susan was no longer capable of speech, and her legs snapped together to lock tightly around Harry's lower back as her lungs emptied out in a throaty, animalistic moan that had everyone's hair standing on end.
Showing no mercy whatsoever, Harry's cock immediately started growing back to its normal size while releasing hundreds of powerful healing charms directly into the woman's core and clit, and Susan Bones was reduced to flailing around in a whitewashed wasteland of overpowering sensation. By the time Harry hilted himself balls deep inside of the woman and his cock was just halfway back to its normal size, Susan sounded like she was speaking tongues as if she were channeling a god, or completely delirious. Ten seconds later, when he was finally returned to his full dramatic proportions, Susan's eyes were the size of saucers, her pupils were dilated wide and she was staring at her dick dented little tummy as if she couldn't quite believe her eyes.
"My… My womb… My poor little womb is… Fuuuuuuck! Fuck me, fuck me, I'm fucked, I'm being fucking fucked! I'm yours! I'm yours my Lord! Please, please fucking take meeeee my Loooord!" Along with her words, Susan cupped the back of Harry's ass in both of her hands and began humping her stretched wide, frothy, soaking wet and dripping pussy up along the length of his cock with a desperate brand of enthusiasm.
Susan Bones was clearly a glutton for punishment, the likes of which Harry very rarely found in normal witches.
Harry very, very much approved.
"That's a good girl, that's a good little slut," Harry grunted out as he leaned further over Susan's body, pressed Hannah's mouth down harder against the woman's right breast by the back of her head, and magically directed all of his different props to continue inundating the woman's body with a wide variety of different sensations. A few moments later, when Susan seemed capable of taking even more from him, he also started channeling powerful magic directly into her nervous system through both the hand that he had cupping her left breast and the cock that he currently had buried balls deep inside of her pussy.
As their fucking grew faster and harder with every moment that passed, Susan moaned like a whore, humped her pussy up the length of Harry's cock as if her life depended on it, screamed in elation with manic tears slipping from her eyes, and groped at every inch of his body with desperate and urgent hands. As frayed and distant as the woman's rational thought was becoming, Susan's frantically sucking pussy wasn't backing down an inch. In response, Harry started fucking her down into the bed with nearly inhuman speed and strength, while stimulating her body with every physical sensation that he could think of all at once…
And then, when the heat, the cold, the feather, the mouth sucking on her nipple, the soft slide of skin, the massive dick rubbing every nerve ending in her pussy, the magic coursing throughout her clit and her core, and all of the other sensations that Harry was hitting her with finally synergized with flawless timing and execution, Susan Bones's body was sent careening into a mind shattering climax that had her screaming her lungs out towards the ceiling, spilling femcum all over Harry's cock, balls and conjured bedding and scratching at his back as if she was a wild animal.
Harry barely even slowed down....
Fwop, slap, squelch, fwop, slap, squelch, fwop, slap, fwop, slap, squelch, fwop, slap, squelch, fwop, slap, squelch, fwop, slap, squelch…
From that point forward, Susan came hard and she came often and she continued to hump her fantastically curvy body back up against Harry's dick purely out of an instinctual desire to mate with the man. Despite the fact that she was being reduced to moaning like a beast out of a slack jawed mouth, the redhead's body just couldn't get enough, causing her to drag Harry's chest down against her oil-shined and slippery tits with a wild sexual energy that went way beyond normal endurance. At this point, the only sign that Susan didn't have completely unlimited stamina was the way that her pussy was beginning to clench and spasm around his deeply buried cock, and how the entrance to her possessive clenching womb was giving up any and all form of resistance.
With every deep dicked thrust that Harry delivered to slap his heavy balls against the flesh of Susan's soft and curvy ass, he pried open the woman's cervix more and more so that he could dock the tip of his cockhead with her sticky little womb. The two of them were performing a dance as old as the human race itself, and Susan's red flushed, shivering, orgasm drunk little body was reacting accordingly by moving to trap her lover as deep inside of her as possible. Her pussy tightened up like a wet sucking sleeve, her stomach muscles flexed in rhythmically contracting waves. Her rapidly humping thighs, trembling calves and hard curled toes wrapped tighter and tighter around Harry's lower back, and she rubbed her luscious curves up against his body with a frantic sensuality that simply couldn't be described. Eventually, the woman's legs felt more like a boa constrictor trying to strangle its prey than they did a human woman aiming to get a womb full of nut.
Then, when several more minutes passed and Harry still hadn't given Susan what her overwrought body was demanding of her, she finally resorted to begging, and a satisfied smile immediately grew across Harry's pleasure filled features.
"HooohhhhI can't take iiiit anymore! You're breaking my poor little pussy! You're breaking my mind! Please! Please my Lord! Please cum for me! Please seed me," Susan gasped and then moaned as her hands groped and clutched desperately at Harry's back and shoulders. "I want it! I need it! I promise I'm on the potion! I need to feel your baby batter swelling my little womb!"
"If you want it then you should work for it," Harry growled as he lifted Susan up off of Appoline's body, slammed her down on his lap pussy first and began scrubbing her cunt up and down the length of his cock as if she was nothing but a sex toy. "Ride me Ms. Bones. Use those sexy legs of yours to milk what you want from my cock." Even as he whispered those words into Susan's ear, he drew Hannah up to the woman's back with a wave of his hand, and directed her to fuss at her friend's neck and back with her hands, mouth and tongue.
"Work that beautiful dick Sue," Hannah whispered as she kissed the side of Susan's neck and rubbed at her clit with an eager little hand. "Milk that cum deep, deep into this tight little pussy of yours…"
After replying with a completely submissive series of whimpers, Susan pressed her excessively curvy body flush against Harry's chest, slammed their mouths together for an extremely hungry series of kisses, and began riding his dick as fast as she possibly could. She bounced, she gyrated, she twerked, she pressed her huge bouncing tits against Harry's chest and face, and she rooted her unbelievably spread open pussylips down against the base of Harry's cock. Susan twitched as her micro-orgasms escalated into something much more powerful with every single movement that she made. Within just a few moment's' time, she was spilling a large amount of pussy juices all over Harry's lap and squealing towards the ceiling like a barnyard animal. Even as she fought to continue moving, her pussy was tightening up much too much for her to draw his flared-out cockhead out from within her deepest depths. With every single second that passed, her body was being pushed closer to its limits. Her eyes were fluttering. Her consciousness was waning...
It was time.
"I'm going to cum inside this fantastic little pussy of yours Ms. Bones, and I'm going to do something very specific to your body when it happens," Harry whispered into Susan's ear. "I'm going to paralyze your vision, hearing, taste and smell, as well as every sense of touch that isn't directly related to your sex. Then I'm going to magnify the sensations coming from within your pussy several times over until you feel every single sperm cell that I release inside of your hungry little womb. Are you ready to feel every little detail of the moment that you receive the thickest creampie you'll ever receive in your life? Are you ready to become nothing more than an orgasmically twitching hole for me to drain my seed into?"
"Hoohhhhgawwwds, please do iiiiit! Your sex is too gooood, it's tooo much. You're killing me my Lord. I'm gonna dieeee," Susan whimpered into the meat of Harry's shoulders. Then, with her consent given, her vision slowly dimmed to black, the sound of her ass slapping down against his thighs ended, the man's addictive musk disappeared from within her nostrils, and the feeling of her arms curled tightly around his muscular body slowly ceased to exist.
Just as Harry had described to her, every sense that wasn't directly related to Susan's sex was stripped away from her, only for the sensations being generated by her pussy, clit and womb to double and then redouble in intensity. Soon enough, Susan's whole entire world, her every nerve ending, her every sense, was awash with Harry Potter's massive, beautiful, indescribably pleasurable cock, stretching her walls to their limits and slamming against her completely submissive little womb. Susan Bones was nothing but a pussy full of big Potter dick, and the pleasure that she was experiencing was too much for her to feel without convulsing onto a state of crippling orgasmic euphoria. In her current state of nearly transcendent bliss, Susan attempted to thank the man who was delivering her these sensations. She had no idea if she succeeded. She tried again and again as her entire being was fucked and filled to the brim...
Then Susan felt it happen… It was molten hot, expanding, flushing her entire being, and painting her every surface into a thick gluey mass of animalistic completion. She was receiving Harry Potter's seed. She was being filled with his roiling, boiling load. She immediately exploded into another cataclysmic orgasm in return. Her entire world was both cum and cumming and a state of clenching wringing warmth!
At the same time, Harry was bearing down on Susan's newly slack body with her legs thrown up beside her face in a very thorough mating press, and he was using Appoline's continuously squirming body as nothing more than a prop to keep the redhead's ass up in the air. Susan's mouth hung agape, her eyes swam with pleasure, and her mouth was releasing sounds that didn't sound the least bit human. Her arms flailed weakly at her sides as her pussy clamped down like a vice around every inch of his hard-fucking dick. Then Harry hilted his cock into the woman with his balls draped heavily across her upraised asscheeks, and he released all control he had over his impending orgasm. With a long low grunt of runaway pleasure, he started cumming like a firehose deep, deep inside of Susan's cockstuffed little pussy, causing her irises to contract into needle points, her mouth to drop into a wide open "O" and a moan to leave her throat that was so sloppy and guttural everyone in the room felt themselves shiver in sudden arousal.
Somehow, without even feeling her limbs to do so, Susan still managed to lift her legs and wrap them around Harry's lower back, and a series of half understood, slurred out words spilled from her spastically moving lips. "Yours, full, pussy, cock, perfect, yours, your pussy, your hole, please, seed me, pregnant, yours…"
With a small effort of his magic, Harry suddenly returned Susan's senses back to normal, her eyes quickly regained focus, and her every limb immediately snapped back around Harry's body with the strength of metal bands.
"My body's yours my Lord. I want nothing more than to officially become your cumdump. Please let me live my life leaking your seed down both of my inner thighs," Susan moaned in a blissed-out voice directly into Harry's ear as her persistently wringing pussy continued to desperately milk his cock. Even as she begged Harry for more and more of his cum, the surplus seed that he was releasing deep inside of her started spurting back out of her to paint her inner thighs a brilliant white.
With Appoline's allure filling every square inch of the office, it was no surprise that both Harry and Susan came like lunatics both on and inside of each other. With every second that passed, more and more cum oozed up Susan's upside down body to coat the underside of her fat tits and down over her asshole to drip all over Appoline's belly. By the time they were finally finished cumming on each other, Susan Bones was a creamy fucking mess both inside and out. She was a sweaty, oily, languid, fucked silly, cum covered little cockwhore…
She'd never been happier in her life…
Thirty seconds later, when Harry finally finished creampiing yet another English noblewoman, he found his face being cradled within Susan's slippery oil sheened cleavage, with her hands combing gently through his hair, and her possessive legs rubbing sensually up and down the back of his thighs. Considering how hard he'd just fucked the woman, and the way that he'd used her sensation kink to a completely absurd extreme, Harry was slightly surprised that she was seeking this moment of physical intimacy. Not that he was complaining. Susan's big beautiful tits were completely wonderful, and well worth the wait.
On the other hand, Harry was only half finished having his way with his 2 new ICW handlers, and Hannah was currently losing it under the effects of their captive's allure…
Susan was just moments away from passing the fuck out as Harry slowly drew a still hard but slightly reduced version of his dick from within her continuously trembling pussy, which is why she moaned piteously when Harry suddenly slapped her ass and gestured for her attention.
"Lady Hannah Abbott is secretly a completely irredeemable slut and she only managed to Graduate Hogwarts a virgin because she was far too shy to act on her completely obscene and depraved desires," Harry explained when Susan blinked up in his direction. "Case and point, her wildest fantasy from back in school demands that I have a helper."
"I couldn't move my legs to save my own life," Susan slurred out in a completely candid moan. She wasn't trying to be difficult. Her mind was currently completely fuckdrunk with endorphins. Her legs were jelly. Her pussy was mush. Harry Potter had fucked her into requiring a wheelchair...
With a nod of his head, Harry lay a hand down on Susan's right thigh, and her eyes immediately dilated wide at the extremely powerful current of magic that was flowing into every pore of her body. Within just one or two seconds at the most, her legs were bouncing along the bed, her arms were trembling with energy and she felt like she could run a fucking marathon.
"Ha.. How," Susan gasped as she backpedaled away from Harry's hand and cut off the flow of magic that he was feeding into her body.
"MaAaAgIc," Harry slowly answered while making jazz hands at his sides. "Now… Hannah here," Harry began while banishing the water teasing spell that was rendering Hannah into a spastic pile of limbs. "Hannah likes her roleplay. She likes it a lot... so you're going to assume a character for me." With a wave of his hand, a rather large double-sided strap-on dildo was conjured into place in front of Susan's body, where it slowly entered her newly trembling pussy and loosely cinched around her waist. With a second wave of his hand, a very powerful illusion grew around Susan's body that made her both look and sound like someone else entirely.
Susan Bones currently looked like Cedric Diggory.
Now that Susan was in character, Harry closed his eyes, focused his magic on his body, and his face took on a much more youthful quality as he became an especially tall, muscular and healthy version of himself as a teenager. With a small gesture of his hand, Harry opened a channel between himself and Susan so that he could convey what he needed her to do without having to speak.
As a last few steps towards making the scenario that he was creating truly exciting and realistic, Harry waved his hand in Hannah's direction, casting a mild form of Confundus charm over the girl's mind to make her start forgetting that they were only performing a roleplay. Then he conjured a tight little Hogwarts uniform minus the robe to appear around her lingerie clad body. Hannah's new white dress shirt was so small that her tits were spilling out, and her plaid skirt was so tiny that her entire ass was basically on full display.
It was perfect...
"My, my, my, little Hannah Abbott," Harry began in a quiet but intense tone of voice. "You should know better than to wear such a slutty little uniform when you're all alone with boys such as us…" As he spoke, Harry conjured a Hogwarts work desk right next to the bed and leaned against it with a very confident expression on his face.
After catching on to Harry's plan, Susan/Cedric merely nodded his head, moved up to Harry's side and stared down at Hannah with a very lecherous smile upon his face.
After recruiting strength back into her wobbly legs and slowly rising up to her feet, Hannah pressed her breasts flat against Harry's diaphragm and then poked him in the chest. "Perhaps I just wanted to get through to the most dense man in all of Hogwarts. Perhaps I just wanted you to notice me."
"Perhaps you've succeeded," Harry allowed while cupping his hands down around Hannah's fantastically soft and round bubble butt. "What I'm curious about is whether you can handle the fallout… Cedric and I are both rather impatient men… We're not going to take turns…"
When Hannah shivered in noticeable amounts of arousal, Harry smiled aside at Cedric and then pushed the girl down so that she was sprawled clear across the desk with her feet spread shoulder length apart. "I'm fucking this pussy ASAP Cedric. You can start with her mouth."
Susan merely nodded Cedric's head as he walked towards the side of the desk where Hannah was resting her red flushed face atop her forearms.
At the same time, Harry moved in behind the woman, flipped up her microskirt, sank his fingers knuckle deep into her ass cheeks, and began running the head of his reduced cock up and down the length of her soaking wet panties. Then, with a flex of his magical muscles, the girl's bra and panties were suddenly gone, Hannah's tiny, twitching, arousal leaking pussy was revealed, and the woman was shivering at the feeling of his cockhead sliding against her super sensitive pussy folds.
"Are you on any variety of contraceptive potion at all Hannah," Harry asked as he just barely pressed his cockhead within the folds of her pussy.
"No. I'm not! We... should... stop," Hannah gasped out, only to pause as Cedric's cock waved in the air directly in front of her face.
"Can you please silence this silly girl," Harry impatiently demanded of Cedric. "I have no intention of worrying about safe sex when I have a huge sexy ass waving right in front of me. If I knock her up, then it serves her right for being such a Godsdamned tease..."
"Wait no! I can't get pregnant! I'm only a teenageMMMMM," Hannah attempted to argue, only for Cedric to obediently fill her mouth with his dick and bring her protests to a very sudden stop. Then she felt Harry's far larger cock spreading her pussy lips around it's flared out, girthy crown, and she howled around Cedric's dick with her hands groping around his thighs and ass.
Of course, from Harry's perspective 'Cedric' still looked like Susan Bones wearing a strap-on, because he wasn't the type that liked to witness other men working over a woman, but there was also something to be said about watching Susan's large, full, sexy tits bouncing back and forth as she slammed that dildo down into Hannah's poor resisting throat. In the meantime, Harry slowly but surely shoved his reduced dick deeper and deeper into the woman's steaming hot depths and her big beautiful bubble butt shook and shivered as he pressed his cockhead against her every sensitive fold.
"What a slutty little pussy," Harry remarked as he thrust forward just a little harder for a moment and gained several inches towards being completely hilted inside of the woman. "Despite sweet little Hannah's feeble protests, her tightly sucking cunt is soaking wet and pulling me deeper with every single movement that I make," Along with his words, Harry casually slapped the girl's right ass cheek, not hard but with enough force to make it wobble dramatically and leave behind a faint pink handprint.
When Hannah gave Cedric a pleading look, the boy slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth, allowing her to complete a lookback to give Harry a desperately hungry look paired with an expression of both fear and trepidation. She nervously bit at her bottom lip even as she licked her lips and stared him in the eyes. She whined piteously in her fear of being knocked up, but she also insistently humped her big, round beautiful ass back against Harry's waist in slutty little grinding movements that caused the desk she was propped upon to thump against the floor.
Hannah Abbott was a born that way, cock spilling seductress, and a cum hungry little whore that should never have been able to graduate Hogwarts without getting knocked the fuck up…
Harry was very, very impressed...
"No more whining," Harry suddenly barked out as he slapped Hannah's left ass cheek to match the handprint on her right, grabbed a hold of her slim little waist with both of his hands and hilted himself balls deep within the slippery confines of her overexcited little cunt. Then he leaned forward over the woman's back and cupped her chin in order to growl directly into her ear. "Listen here Abbott. You've been fucking me with your eyes whenever you get the chance all damned year, so I'm not going to stop until I cum in this tight little womb of yours. You and I both know that you've had this coming for a long damned time now." With every single word that he said, Harry reeled back and slammed his cock into Hannah's pussy just a little bit harder.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, but I, I want you, I've wanted your dick inside of me so, soo bad, and I just couldn't stooop myseeelf," Hannah moaned as her body was pounded down against the desk and her entire body started shaking in pleasure and runaway arousal. "Please don't cum inside of me though, Harry. Please don't knock me up…"
"You could always push me away then," Harry offered in a borderline evil voice. "You could always tell me not to touch you, not to fuck my cock deep inside of you. I'll do it. I'll pull out right now. Abstinence is the best form of birth control after all…"
"Nooooo," Hannah immediately whined as she began bouncing her fat ass back against Harry's body even harder. In her irrational fear that he would pull out of her, she started performing a rapid and desperate series of hard grinding motions that had her bubble butt rippling and flattening against Harry's waist and her soaking wet pussy squelching hungrily up and down the length of his cock.
"If this silly little Huffleslut can't figure out what she wants, then she'll just have to deal with taking what I want from her," Harry growled as he looked up at 'Cedric' and gestured for him to get back to fucking the girl's mouth. "I'm not holding back anymore. I'm going to wreck this little pussy with my full-sized cock. I'm going to ruin her for any other boy but me, and then I'm going to make it official by putting a bun in her nasty little oven. She really is a fine piece of ass after all... I plan on helping out the Abbott family with their little line continuation problem…"
"Noooooo pleaaaseMMMMM," Hannah protested until Cedric's cock was suddenly shoved back down her throat and her mouth instinctually hollowed out around every last inch of his intruding shaft. At the same time, she started feeling Harry's cock growing larger and larger inside of her and his cockhead expanding directly against her cervix in a way that simply couldn't be described, and a long slutty moan began leaking out of her thoroughly cock stuffed little mouth.
By the time Harry was finished allowing his cock to grow back to its normal size, Hannah Abbott was frantically slapping and pawing at the desk beneath her body, moaning like a whore around the dick stuffed in her mouth, and bodily shaking as if she was being electrocuted. Even as Harry ground the head of his cock even harder against the woman's womb and vaguely felt her tummy press down against the wood of the desk, he enjoyed how her fantastically attractive ass was trembling like twin bowls of jello and her back was arching like a cat's.
"This womb is mine now Hannah," Harry breathed out in a very serious tone of voice as he speared the woman down against the desk with his dick.
With a wild jerk of her head that suddenly popped Cedric's cock out of her mouth, Hannah turned to lock eyes with Harry with a desperate, feverish and lust glazed expression on her red flushed face. "I'll let you fuck my ass Harry! I'll let you have any of my holes whenever you want, just, please come inside of my ass! Please don't cum in my pussy!"
With an explosive scoff and an enthusiastic series of little slaps to both of Hannah's ass cheeks, Harry suddenly reached out, grabbed the Hufflepuff around the waist and drew her shoulders up against his chest. Then her entire body was up in the air as he floated her towards the bed with her pussy still impaled down on his cock and she twitched and wiggled in his arms with every single movement that they made.
"If abstinence is the most effective form of birth control then anal is by far the sluttiest. I should've known that an ingenious little cocksleeve like you would immediately suggest it," Harry pointed out in an extremely amused tone of voice. Even as he said those words, he settled down on his back on the bed right next to Appoline's continuously squirming body and he turned Hannah around to ride his dick in a cowgirl position.
"As big as my cock is and as unwise as your suggestion is, we're still going to do exactly as you say," Harry agreed with a massive smile growing across his face." With a subtle wave of Harry's hand, Hannah gasped and shivered because she suddenly felt her asshole being magically cleaned and lubricated.
"You're going to have to break in Hannah's little asshole for me Cedric," Harry suddenly called out to Susan as his hands settled back onto Hannah's thighs to firmly pull her completely O'd out pussy down around the base of his dick. With every single micromovement of his cock within Hannah's pussy, his cockhead ground against and then into the tight little ring of her cervix, pressing his dicktip flush to her womb to deliver the threat of an extremely effective insemination. Harry Potter was letting Hannah Abbott know what he could, and most likely would be doing with her pussy regardless of all her plans and best intentions...
Of course, Hannah felt her womb being spread open and invaded with every single movement that Harry Potter made. She also felt her insides squirming in an instinctual desire to receive every ounce of his ultra-virile load, which is why she started staring down at the boy as if he was holding a loaded gun to her head. In a perfect contradiction, Hannah's left hand rubbed up Harry's chest to his arms and her right hand did the same to his abdominal muscles as she visibly and shamelessly groped and fondled every inch of his muscular body. She bit at her bottom lip, moaned and huffed out hot damp air in her rapidly growing arousal, and she whined in desperate need from the bottom of her ultra slutty little soul.
Hannah Abbott was the very definition of conflicted, as her super needy pussy and voraciously hungry little womb made insistent demands of her that she desperately struggled to resist. It was futile. It was a waste of time. Hannah Abbot was a cumslut who desperately wanted a womb swollen full of Potter seed. She knew it. Harry knew it. They both stared at each other with that knowledge painted clear across both of their faces.
While Harry and Hannah were having their little stare-down on the bed, Susan waved her wand at her 'cock' to cover it in lube, slowly prowled up between Hannah and Harry's legs, and silently pressed the head of her dildo against the blonde Hufflepuff's cute little asshole. The woman immediately started shivering from her head to her toes in a mixture of trepidation and excitement, but she also wiggled her ass back and forth in an inviting manner. Susan didn't need to see any more than that to know that Hannah was ready to go. She took the plunge and thrust herself forward with a shudder of her own at how the dildo inside of her was pressed against her depths.
"Fuh, fuuuuck, fucking Gaawwwds! Full! I'm sooo fucking fuulll," Hannah immediately bleated out as Harry's gigantic cock in her pussy and Cedric's dick in her ass suddenly made her body feel like a Christmas turkey stuffed to the brim and ready to pop. She had both of Hogwarts's most famous, most sought after, most superior men, plundering her body with their dicks, and she had 'the' Harry Potter threatening to knock her the fuck up as if he had every right to do so. Her body started trembling from head to toe long before Harry started pulling her body up the length of his astonishingly pleasurable cock and Cedric started withdrawing his dick from within her ass with perfect coordination. By the time the boys were both thrusting themselves back into her slutty little holes, Hannah's eyes were wide and glazed over, her mouth was slack, and her tongue was spilling out to drag against the unbelievably delicious skin of Harry's chest.
With a grunt of aggression, Harry suddenly ripped open Hannah's tiny little dress shirt to suck one of her cute pink nipples into his mouth, sank his fingers knuckles deep into the meat of her clapping and slapping asscheeks, and then began channeling raw magic into her clit, her core, and her g-spot near where Susan's dildo was pounding into her asshole. Then a smile grew across his face when Hannah immediately moaned as if she was dying, and her pussy spilled a wave of femcum all over his cock, balls and inner thighs. In the moments that followed, Hannah's pussy continued to pull him deeper like a skin-tight sucking sleeve to massage at his cockhead with her twitching trembling womb. Hannah Abbot could protest all she wanted, but her body was far more honest. The woman wanted to be filled… Her body wanted his seed…
As any pretense that she was anything but Harry's whore ebbed away more and more with every passing second, Hannah moaned loudly and without reservation down into the muscles of his shoulder, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and she began humping her poor, impossibly stretched out and overstimulated pussy down upon his dick with a completely reckless abandon. Then she started cumming again and her thighs shivered uncontrollably as she desperately rooted Harry's cockhead in her womb. Immediately after the orgasm lost some of its ruinous intensity, she started trying to move again, only to cum even harder and collapse down against Harry's body with her violently twitching pussy spilling juices all over his waist, stomach and thighs.
"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck iiiiit," Hannah finally moaned as she tried to rally once again, rode Harry's dick like a madwoman and felt Cedric's cock pumping into her ass even faster as a result. "Just take me Harry! Take exactly what you want from meee! I can't fight it anymore! I can't even think, let alone study! I can't go on without this massive fucking dick in my pussy! I want iit! I neeeed it! Fuck my education! Fuck my future! Fuck a baby into meeee!"
"You don't want me spilling my cum into your asshole then," Harry asked even as he took over and started fucking himself up into Hannah's soaking wet and rippling little pussy.
"You can cum in any of my slutty holes whenever and wherever you want, but only after you first fill my womb with your biggest and thickest load of the day," Hannah screamed out in an orgasmic and delirious tone of voice. To underscore her words, she immediately began rooting her pussy down against Harry's balls as hard and fast as she possibly could and rubbing at her dick dented belly with both of her hands.
"You want it, you got it," Harry immediately agreed as he cupped both of Hannah's ass cheeks, and started scrubbing her tight wringing pussy up and down his cock in very long meaningful thrusts that slammed his cockhead against her womb over and over again. For the next few minutes he gave it to Hannah exactly like that with Susan matching him thrust for thrust from behind, and the blonde woman moaned and whimpered and shuddered and spilled cum all over his cock and balls over and over again. Then, finally, with an empathic signal for Susan to withdraw and a grunt of intense satisfaction, Harry hauled Hannah's pussy right down the length of his cock, released all control over his orgasm, and began launching a high-pressure geyser of cum directly against her cervix to flush into her thirsty little womb.
"HoohhmyGaawwwwds he's really doing iiiiit! Harry Potter's knocking me the fuck uuuup," Hannah squealed out before her voice devolved into a long, loud and throaty moan of purely instinctual satisfaction. During the moments that followed, as the cum spilling inside of her depths grew denser, and then started expanding the walls of both her pussy and her womb, Hannah's eyelids fluttered over completely vacant eyes, her mouth dropped open, and her limbs snapped tight around every inch of Harry's body. Without even giving it a thought, she relentlessly rooted her pussy down hard against Harry's balls in order to take as much of his cum as deep inside of her as she possibly could, and she feverishly kissed, licked and nibbled at the juncture of his neck and shoulder the whole entire time.
By the time Harry's bottlenecked cum started spurting back out of Hannah's enormously inseminated pussy to pool on both of their inner thighs and then ooze sluggishly down into the bedsheets, Lady Hannah Abbot was completely beside herself with orgasm, and was twitching feebly as she lay limply across Harry's whole entire body.
20 seconds later, when Harry's climax finally petered off and came to an end, Hannah very slowly returned from her sex addled stupor, at which point she almost immediately began whimpering in a state of newly rising panic and anxiety. There was just no way that she wasn't pregnant. She was going to be expelled. Her father was going to kill her!...
Of course, Harry chose that exact moment to wave his hand and cancel the Confundus spell on the young witch's mind...
"Oh, oh my giddy aunt," Hannah immediately breathed out as her arms and legs relaxed further around Harry's body, She slumped limply in his arms and breathed out a massive sigh of relief. "Oh, my Gods. Oh, my Goddesses. Thank the Saints it isn't real. My father. He, he'd definitely have disowned me if I'd gotten pregnant while I was still in school. Still… That was so… exciting, so terrifying, so amazing… My Lord please, please make me one of your women. I won't last any time at all without your sex now that I've experienced what you have to offer..."
"You're nowhere near finished 'experiencing' what I have to offer," Harry pointed out as he drew Hannah's body to his side and gently pushed her into her belly across the top of Appoline's thighs. "You promised me the use of your little asshole Lady Abbot, and since I'm a huge fan of this fantastically sexy ass of yours, I plan on cashing in…"
"Hoohhhhmy Gods," Hannah immediately squeaked as she turned around and saw Harry looming over her with his continuously rock-hard cock waving in the air. Even though the man had reduced the size of his dick once again, she knew that such a thing wouldn't last, and she knew that she was about to get fucked to within an inch of her life.
"Bring it on," Hannah whispered with a newly manic expression growing across her face.
Flying in out of left field, stripped out of the strap-on and naked as the day she was born, Susan Bones joined her friend sprawled across Appoline's weakly struggling body, with her ass waving up in the air. "Me too my Lord! I don't want to leave here today without all of my holes full of your cum!"
With a nod of his head and a smile on his face, Harry conjured a large amount of lube both onto and inside of Hannah's ass, and then levitated his still flaming massage oil candle over Susan's ass to slowly drip tiny little dollops of the oil onto both of her ass cheeks. As Susan started squirming and panting in renewed arousal and twitching under the hot oil splashing against her skin, he cupped his hands around Hannah's flared out hips and began pressing the head of his cock against her tiny little rosebud of an asshole.
"Both my pussy and my ass are yours my Lord," Hannah panted out as her breathing quickened and her skin goosebumped under his hands. "Nobody else can do the things that you do to me. Nobody else even comes close…"
After allowing his eyes to drift over towards Appoline's face to take in the woman's wide eyes and half wild expression, Harry smiled in apparent satisfaction and made a grand production of lightly slapping Hannah's asscheeks back and forth. Then he was slowly but implacably thrusting his oiled-up cock into Hannah's ultra-hot and buttery asshole, and the woman was shuddering from head to toe.
Hannah Abbot took to having Harry's cock in her ass with all of the serenity that could be expected of someone such as her… None… She loudly moaned, she panted for air, and she humped her ass back against his cock even as he pressed her body forward and down against Appoline's tightly restrained form. Hannah's eyes grew both wider and wilder the deeper that Harry thrust inside of her, until finally his thighs made contact with the soft round globes of her ass, and her entire body went completely ballistic.
In the moments that followed Harry hilting himself balls deep within Hannah's rapidly twitching asshole, it felt like he was trying to ride a bucking bronco as her body went buck fucking wild beneath him. For several moments in a row he simply held on tight as the woman came her fucking brains out on his dick, then he slowly drew his hand up her spinal column to release waves of healing magic directly into her body, and he started allowing his cock to grow back to its normal size.
By the time Harry's dick was noticeably growing balls deep within her asshole, Hannah's mouth was already releasing a sound like that of a boiling over tea kettle, and she was just moments away from falling right back into another mind breaking orgasm. Then Harry actually started thrusting inside of her in long deep strokes that smashed his cockhead against her g-spot over and over again, and there was nothing future tense about it.
Hannah Abbott broke down into a second orgasmic fit of spastically trembling ass muscles just seconds after coming down from another, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as her eyes drifted up into her head.
As Harry settled in, started fucking Hannah's ass in earnest, and luxuriated in the hot smooth tightness that was Hannah Abbott's asshole, the woman continued to lose her Godsdamned mind over it in a series of extremely sexy ways. He dragged his hands up and down her sides and she pawed at his hands as if they were a lifeline. He dragged his fingers down the skin of her thighs to leave behind tiny white lines of newly scratched skin and she arched her back as if he'd electrocuted her. He pounded down into her with more and more enthusiasm and the woman started spilling pussy juices everywhere to completely soak Appoline's bunched up dress.
4 minutes later, when Hannah was reduced to a twitching mass of limbs and she was whimpering down into the blankets on the other side of Appoline's body, Harry slowly popped his cock from within her oiled-up asshole, magically cleaned and lubricated himself, and then turned to regard Susan Bones.
Susan Bones's entire ass had become a sloppy mess of half solidified massage oil that needed to be rubbed into her twitching, shaking butt cheeks, and she was staring up at him over her shoulder with a pitiful expression on her face that had him conveying his sympathy with small little humming noises.
As he moved up behind the woman, he began rubbing all of the hot oil further into her asscheeks, even as he cleaned and lubricated her ass with yet another quick spell. Then he had his reduced cock pressed against her asshole, and Susan was forcing herself back against his body with enough eagerness that he immediately decided to let her take the lead. Susan Bones wanted his cock inside of her, and she wanted it now… She grunted, she moaned, she whined, but she continued to hump herself back against his cock harder and harder until finally she forced her poor little asshole further and further down around his cock. Once again, Harry simply allowed himself to enjoy the moment, as Susan's ultra-hot and smooth insides gripped at and massaged his cock, and the woman moaned like an animal in heat.
Then Harry started channeling healing spells directly into the redhead's nervous system, began allowing his cock to grow back to its normal size, and started thrusting inside of her to slap his testicles against her inner thighs and pussylips, and Susan's body exploded into rapid movements and an almost feral brand of hyper-furious sex appeal. Of course, this time Harry wasn't even all that surprised, but Susan Bones was an absurdly aggressive firecracker of a lover even when taking a massive cock balls deep in her ass, and she she proved that by slamming herself back and up against his waist as if she was determined to make him cum in record time. Unfortunately for Susan, in a repeat of her earlier performance, it was herself that she was driving to orgasm and she was doing so at an extremely rapid rate.
Within just 2 or 3 minutes at the most, Susan Bones was cumming explosively around Harry's dick with his cockhead rubbing against her g-spot, his hand massaging her clit and his magic flowing through everything in between to light her body up like a Christmas tree.
At which point, Harry suddenly switched back to Hannah Abbott and the cycle repeated itself.
For the next 15 minutes, Harry alternated between fucking Hannah and Susan and the 2 women were reduced to mewling like small animals, leaking copious amounts of femcum all over Appoline's body and holding onto each other for all of the physical intimacy that they wanted. Then Harry felt himself getting closer and closer to orgasm in the throbbing of his balls, and the view of Hannah's gigantic ass rippling in absolutely beautiful ways under his rapidfire thrusts was a large contributing factor.
"When I finish cumming inside both of your asses and say the word 'now,' I want you girls to immediately turn around, lean your faces flush together and open up your sexy little mouths," Harry grunted out as he slammed his cock balls deep in Hannah's ass with his hands wrapped tightly around her waist.
"Yes! Gods yes! Please, mark me both inside and out my Lord," Susan immediately begged with wide manic eyes and a feverish expression on her face.
"Hoooooooohhhh, please give me every single drop of your seed," Hannah begged in a desperate and over excited slur of a voice.
With a nod and a growl, Harry slammed his cock into Hannah's ass 5 or 6 more times, hilted himself balls deep with authority, released control of his orgasm, and started filling the woman's guts with an explosion of his freshly cooked cum. Right away, Hannah bucked so hard under the cum being launched into her ass that Harry had to restrain her with his hands and thighs to keep his cock hilted as deeply as he wanted it. Then he was pulling his cock out of Hannah Abbot's ass, leaving her limp and languid body behind as he quickly moved over to repeat the process deep inside of Susan Bones. Even as Harry moved to penetrate the woman, she was grabbing up his cock and slamming her asshole back against his lap like an anal riding Kamikaze. It worked. Harry's next load was launched directly into her bowels and a scream of near orgasmic arousal started spilling from her lips.
Finally, 20 second later, when both Hannah and Susan had asses full to the brim with his piping hot seed, Harry grunted out the word 'now,' pulled his cock from within Susan's clenching ass, and began spraying his cum down on the girls' rapidly swiveling faces. With almost no lost time, Susan and Hannah had their cheeks pressed together and their mouths wide open, and Harry was spraying them both with dozens of extra-large, extra-thick cumshots. First their foreheads, cheeks, mouths and chins were doused to drip down towards their necks and shoulders, and then their breasts were coated in a thick frothy white glaze as Harry took extra care to give them the pearl necklace that they deserved so much. Harry came hard and he came long, and he covered his newest lovers in a tidal wave of ultra-sticky, thick and viscous cum.
Finally, when Harry's orgasm came to an end, both Hufflepuff women collapsed into the bedsheets right next to each other, and then slowly moved in to begin cleaning each other up with their mouths. They never went so far as to kiss each other romantically on the lips, but they clearly had no reservations about sucking and licking up cum off of every inch of each other's bodies with a level of friendly intimacy that was both cute and sexy in the extreme.
Harry smiled as he took in the sight, patted both Hufflepuff girls affectionately on the thigh, and then moved up beyond the 2 cumswapping women to look down at their French Veela captive...
"I geeve up my Lord. I surrender… Please, please fuck me…," Appoline begged in a completely unhinged tone of voice. As she squirmed in her ropes and stared up at Harry as if she was starving for him, she licked at her lips in a way that promised nearly infinite sexual satisfaction.
"No. I refuse," Harry immediately replied. "To give you any attention at all right now would defeat the entire purpose of what I just did. You, Appoline Delacour, need to be taught that you're merely an attractive woman and not the undeniable sex Goddess that you seem to think you are. What's more, you need to realize that you're nothing but a nuisance, and a terrible role model to both of your daughters. More than anything else, you need to be taught your place…"
In the seconds that followed Harry's immediate and unhesitant rejection, Appoline's eyes fluttered over lust glazed eyes, her teeth bit against a trembling bottom lip, and her lower body shook violently in what was quite obviously a powerful little orgasm. It appeared that the sophisticated French woman was actually getting off on being both degraded and abused….
Huh… Go figure…
After staring down at the woman for several seconds in a row, Harry suddenly shook his head and rolled his eyes. He should've known that this would happen… The Delacour women, every single fucking one of them, were freaks….
"I'm about to Apparate you back where you came from. Take this opportunity to grow the fuck up, and then teach your daughters to think before they act," Harry barked out in a voice containing a mixture of extreme impatience and disgust. "Who knows, if you ever manage to get Gabrielle to stop attempting to force Apparate me to her location every five fucking minutes, maybe, just maybe, I'll put a canvas bag around your head, turn off the lights, push you face first down against the wood of my desk, and imagine I'm fucking a woman worth getting hard for…"
Appoline immediately shook and shuddered again at the dismissive and cutting words coming out of Harry Potter's mouth. She gasped and panted and stared up at him with a desperately needy expression growing more obvious with every single word that he said.
Well… Shit…
With a dismissive wave of his hand and a loud cracking noise, Appoline Delacour was gone, Apparated back to France.
"That Veela woman is going to come back for you my Lord," Susan pointed out from her spot on her back with Hannah sucking on her right nipple.
"They almost always do," Harry agreed with a sigh. Then he sprawled out on the bed on his back, performed a cleaning spell to remove everything but the cum off of his dick and then gestured for the girls' attention. "My cock isn't going to clean itself you know…"
Within the next 3 seconds, 2 very eager young ladies were crawling sexily across the bed with their mouths already open and their tongues lolling out.