Including a wild and feral looking Bill…
Including a red flushed and messy looking Hermione…
Harry saw it all and he smiled even as he licked his youngest wife to the very peak of orgasm…
"So good, you're so damned good, mon amour," Gabrielle moaned towards the ceiling as her husband's enormously magical tongue flickered and bucked against every single nerve ending that her overwhelmed little pussy had to offer, and his magic coursed throughout her nervous system like lightning bolts of pure, incandescent pleasure... In no time at all, the man had driven her unbelievably pregnant body to a white hot, body shaking orgasm, and she whimpered like a small animal even as she continued to press her pussy down against his mouth. It was only after Gabrielle finished coming down from the most powerful orgasm that 'Arry could safely give her (enormous dicks and baby filled wombs don't cohabitate well together), that she suddenly realized she currently had a job to do... There was a terrible form of justice that simply had to be delivered, and she was the only one currently capable of carrying it out…
After briefly casting a glance towards the Weasley family and then looking back down at Harry's well-attended cock, Gabrielle suddenly started giggling in a loud bout of extremely cruel amusement. "Just look at what used to be yours, Charlie. Just look at 'ow sexy and eenately sexual your ex-wife Tonks truly ees. Look at ze woman zat you neglected and eegnored for ze entire duration of your so-called marriage, and zen come to understand ze true magnitude of your own stupidity. Tonks Black… Lady Black… can keep up wiz boz my seester and I een terms of sexual prowess, and I am not admitting to zat fact out of kindness. You seriously fucked up Charlie Weasley… and tonight's spectacle ees exactly ze reckoning zat you deserve… Feel free to tell me 'ow wrong I am, but only eef you can do so while being completely honest wiz yourself…"
Charlie Weasley's hands never left the tent in his pants, even as he flinched in response to Gabrielle's enormously cutting words. He never moved and he never stopped touching himself. He also never managed to say even a single word in his own defense, even though he'd been given permission to do so. Gabrielle's allure based compulsion demanded that he speak only the truth, with the end result being that he was incapable of disputing anything she'd said. No… Charlie Weasley merely stood there, eyes shaking, mouth twitching, and neck muscles bulging, as an integral part of his identity, his best and brightest status symbol, his trophy wife, his very own Metamorphmagus, used every single one of her highly vaunted transformative abilities to enthusiastically deepthroat another man's forearm thick dick.
And by the Gods was Tonks Black going at it with a will… Immediately after Gabrielle started casting judgment upon Charlie Weasley, the sexy young Bellatrix lookalike completely disregarded the pump pump pass rule that they'd all been following in order to relentlessly fuck her face down around Harry's cock in a rapid blur of fantastically sloppy movements. Her mouth glucked and glurked wetly over every single inch of Harry's dramatically throbbing dick as she smooched the base of his shaft over and over again, and her elegant, swan-like neck visibly rippled and squeezed around a massive cock shaped lump for everyone to see.
Of course, when Fleur caught on through the bond that Harry was rapidly being driven to his first of many orgasms, she decided that she'd help send her husband over the edge with a little bit of showmanship. After raising her hand up into the air, Fleur began channeling a tiny fraction of her husband's magic for the extra oomph that she required, and then she focused on her desired results… Soon enough, all of the dresses that Harry's women were wearing began shrinking down into teeny tiny little caricatures of their former selves, until they were all skin tight, short enough to reveal their dripping wet pussies, and low cut to the point that their breasts were pouring out.
By the time Fleur was finished getting creative with everyone's outfits, the insubstantial bands of fabric that they were wearing looked more like underbust style corsets than they did anything else, causing the five of them to look like an ultra-expensive burlesque troupe straight out of Vegas. Then Fleur was pulling Hannah, Susan and a newly arriving Gabrielle close so that they could cup their breasts in their hands, pose themselves as sexily as possible, and make the most of their man's impending orgasm.
They weren't going to have to wait very long…
Tonks wanted Harry to cum for her. She wanted it bad, and she was begging him in the bond to stop holding back. With Tonks's various desires in mind, and her unnaturally soft mouth ripping wetly up and down his cock at absurdly high speeds, Harry suddenly found himself only seconds away from blowing what he already knew was going to be an incredibly massive load of cum.
He also knew exactly what was expected of him...
Rising up into a seated position at the edge of the bed, Harry rested a hand on Tonks's quickly bobbing head, even as he took in the completely surreal sexual fantasy currently kneeling at his feet. "Good girls," he breathed out towards Fleur, Gabrielle, Susan and Hannah, even as he pressed Tonks's face directly into the short and curly hair framing his balls, and then levitated the rest of her sprawled out body off of the side of the bed. Of course, when Tonks was released from the levitation spell, she dropped directly onto her knees without ever looking away from Harry's eyes, and she never once stopped swallowing on his deeply buried cockhead...
"Merlin, Tonks… You really are absolute slutty perfection," Harry grunted out as his shaft expanded meaningfully to stretch out the walls of the Metamorphmagus's esophagus and his testicles spasmed and bucked dramatically against her chin. Then Harry was growling like an animal as he rose up to his feet, pulled firmly on the back of Tonks's head, and began cumming his fucking brains out balls-deep down her roiling and coiling little throat.
All of Harry's women immediately knew exactly what they were looking at, and they crowded around Tonks's violently trembling body so that they could stare up into his eyes with extremely eager expressions on their faces.
On the other hand, none of the Weasley's present had a damned clue that Harry was currently launching an explosive rush of seed directly down Tonks's rapidly swallowing throat. It was only after they saw a series of tennis ball sized spherical bulges expanding Tonks's unnaturally stretchy neck only to be drawn further down into her stomach, that they realized she was currently being fed an incredibly huge outpouring of Harry's freshly cooked cum… But then, that was also the exact moment that Tonks started moaning like a whore, her newly revealed pussy started squirting her excitement fuelled orgasm, and Harry's spit shined cock was slowly being pulled from within her tightly resisting lips.
With a popping sound that managed to fill the entire barrier, Tonks's lips were finally pulled off of the head of Harry's cock, causing his next cumshot to splash against her newly wide open mouth before hosing down her tonsils and then chipmunking out her cheeks. The cumshot that followed that was immediately taken up by Fleur, as she launched herself face first towards his dick, captured his cockhead within her soft and plushy lips, and then pulled her mouth further down his length with her hands cupped around his asscheeks.
One, two, three times, Fleur fucked her own face down the entire length of Harry's cum spitting cock so that she could kiss at his base and swallow on a brand new piping hot load of his ultra-thick seed. Then the unbelievably sexy French Veela was dragging her lips back up his shaft to receive a cumshot directly onto her tongue, and she was pulling her mouth off of his cock to aim it at the three women crowding in at her sides.
As per the norm, Hannah, Susan and Gabrielle were far more enthusiastic than they were talented when it came to swallowing Harry's cum. Hannah barely even managed to get his cockhead within her pretty little mouth before his cum started dribbling down her chin to drip onto her tits, Susan wasn't much better but she did manage to take in a few inches of his shaft and a healthy swallow of his seed before an outpouring of semen started leaking from her lips, and Gabrielle wiggled her sexy O'd out mouth down a third of his shaft as if she was trying to asphyxiate herself on a mixture of his cock and his cum. As per the norm, it was actually Harry who pushed the Proto Veela's mouth back off of his dick, spraying her perfect little face with several thick bolts of cum before turning his cock back in Tonks's direction.
For the second half of Harry's climax, his dick was massaged and milked in Tonks, Fleur, Gabrielle, Hannah and Susan's hands, so that he could cover first their faces and then their uplifted tits in a magically bolstered amount of pearly white Potter seed.
And by the Gods was there a lot of it…
As Harry's harem of women continued to grow in number, so too did the amount of semen that his balls produced in a day, with a proportional increase in his desire for sex… More and more lately, it was beginning to feel like his magic wanted him to sire an entire army of different children...
Well… No matter…
Harry had a feeling that his magic was increasing his virility over time in preparation for a future need of some kind… He wasn't omniscient enough… yet… to know what that future event actually was… but he did know that he was going to be prepared.
In the meantime… Harry always enjoyed this next part…
When Harry's cock finally stopped launching hot ropes of semen all over his various women's bodies, they all started doing what they tend to do in these situations… They all looked back and forth at each other, and then they began cleaning themselves in the sexiest way imaginable… In a series of movements that looked choreographed because of how smooth they were, Hannah started licking and sucking the cum off of Susan's face, neck, shoulders and tits, Tonks started doing the same to Fleur, and Gabrielle rose to her feet in order to begin cleaning herself off right in front of the Weasleys.
"My 'usband… my Lord Delacour… my 'Arry… ees a very, very virile man," Gabrielle slowly explained while sweeping thick wads of gluey seed off of her incredibly sexy tits, and then making a big production of sucking her fingers clean. "'My mate successfully eempregnated Tonks ze very first time zat 'ee tried, and zen 'ee deed ze exact same zing to me just a month later when I finally managed to prove myself… obedient… And eet's worth eet… Gods and Goddesses, eet's all worth every seengle second of eet… Unteel ze very day zat I die, I will never forget what eet feels like to receive a womb swollen to bursting wiz 'Arry Potter's eencredibly virile seed..." Along with her words, Gabrielle somehow injected her allure with the animalistic feeling of completion that she'd experienced when Harry finally finished seeding her womb, and every single woman within the barrier shivered from their head to their toes…
Atop the bed, Harry saw the exact moment that Gabrielle gave Daphne a very pointed look' and he wasn't the least bit surprised when the increasingly distressed looking English noblewoman flinched and then began fisting her hands at her sides… Gabrielle was hitting the woman where it hurt…
Not so coincidentally, Daphne wasn't the only woman within the barrier that was affected by Gabrielle's little performance…
With a pair of back and forth looks and then a shared look of renewed determination, Susan Bones conjured a set of red furred rabbit-ears and a cotton-tail for Susan, Susan Conjured pale blonde cat-ears and a tail for Hannah in return, and then the two girls slowly, sexily, crawled up onto Harry's lap in order to straddle both of his thighs and squeeze him tightly around the waist.
"Before we got involved with you, Hannah and I both had dozens and dozens of very handsome, smart, well-connected, and monogamous suitors, petitioning to be our husbands," Susan began while licking and nibbling on Harry's right earlobe.
"Too bad for them, you've ruined us for any other man," Hannah added while sucking another hickey into the meat of Harry's left shoulder.
"We're your women," Susan purred after drawing Harry's face into the cleavage of her creamy smooth and abundant tits.
"We're your well trained little cockwarmers," Hannah added as she rubbed her dripping wet pussy up and down his thigh.
"We want you to fuck us both raw and unprotected," Susan breathed out in a stage whisper for the Weasley family's benefit.
"We want you to expand our wombs around your fattest fucking load," Hannah squeaked out when Harry's left hand dug knuckles deep into the meat of her astoundingly sexy ass.
"What we need most though… What we need more than anything in the world... is for you to finally, finally put a baby in our bellies," Susan moaned out as Harry's mouth latched onto her right breast and bit softly on her nipple.
"Please seed us my Lord," Hannah whimpered.
"Pleeease," Susan begged.
Both Susan and Hannah started giving Harry puppy dog pouts from extremely close range, with their chins resting cutely on his chest
Well… damn…
For over six whole months now, Harry'd been rebuffing all of Susan and Hannah's attempts to become his official concubines by claiming he still had doubts about their loyalty... Of course, Harry's current treatment of heiress Bones and heiress Abbott was both petty and unfair, especially when you take into consideration the fact that he was fucking them silly almost every day of the week, but truth be told, their ultra-fickle attitudes back at Hogwarts really had pissed him right the hell off…
Unfortunately (very fortunately) for Harry, his attempts to reject Susan and Hannah weren't working… like… at all. The two extremely high-spec Hufflepuffs were fiercely and demonstrably committed to having his children, they weren't giving up, and they weren't backing off…
After moving up behind Harry on the bed, Tonks slowly wrapped her arms around his waist and started tenderly kissing the back of his neck… "You know Harry… It seems to me that Susan and Hannah really are entirely committed to being yours… and since they're both gorgeous, sexually deviant, bisexual Hufflepuffs, exactly like I am, they ride really high in my estimation..."
Neither Susan nor Hannah could stop themselves from grinning at Tonks's words even as they pressed themselves up against Harry's body and stroked his persistently hard cock in a pair of warm, possessive hands.
"Fleur, Gabrielle," Harry asked aloud purely for Hannah and Susan's benefit.
"We approve of zem, and because we're Veela, we can sympathize wiz zeir current line-continuation problems," Fleur immediately replied.
"Zere aren't many wizards on all of Earth zat are powerful enough to provide a Veela wiz a male heir, after all," Gabrielle added while gently rubbing her baby swollen belly.
For several seconds following the end of his wives' endorsement, Harry didn't do or say a thing. He merely stared at Susan and Hannah with an extremely serious expression on his face. Then he drew in a very deep breath and he nodded his understanding… "I, Harry James Potter, officially recognize Lady Hannah Abbott of House Abbott and Lady Susan Bones of House Bones as my concubines. What children I have with them will be the heirs of their houses." Harry slowly announced, at which point a sharp pulse of magic radiated out of his body.
By this point, both Susan and Hannah were whimpering in excitement, squirming on Harry's lap, peppering his face with kisses, and squeezing his waist in their violently trembling arms.
"Fleur… Gabrielle… please tease Susan to a peak for me while Tonks and I give Hannah here some attention," Harry suddenly ordered, with a look on his face that immediately made his women shiver. Then Susan was being pulled across the bed on her back by a mischievously smiling Fleur and Gabrielle, Hannah was shaking like a leaf all over Harry's pussy juice soaked thigh, and Tonks was moving up behind the woman with a very knowing expression on her face.
After sharing a look with Tonks over Hannah's shoulder, Harry Conjured a new and improved version of his water charm (double sided dildo edition), watched Tonks shiver as the thick cylinder of ultra-dense scrubbing water spread open her pussy, and then smiled as she pulled aside Hannah's tail to press her brand new swirling water cock up against the woman's beautiful whooty ass.
"You, you two are going to tag team me… right here… right now… in front of the Weasley family!" Hannah suddenly lost her ability to speak, as she looked over at the Weasleys and saw them all staring right back at her. She saw the anger, hatred, madness, longing, desperation, and other conflicted emotions, underlaying the wanton lust upon their audiences' faces, and she started shivering from her head to her toes at how public and… filthy it all was...
"I don't know why you're so surprised right now, Hannah," Harry replied as he cupped his hands under Hannah's big beautiful bubble-butt, pulled her body flush to his own, and then rose to his feet with his newly-reduced cock pressing up the length of her sexy little tummy. "I'm proud that my brand new concubine's a fantastically slutty little exhibitionist, and I'm eager to show off your obscenely gluttonous body to every single one of our guests..."
"OhhhhhmyGaaaawwds," Hannah whimper/moaned into the flesh of Harry's neck even as her arms and legs wrapped tightly around his shoulders and lower back, and she began gyrating her hips to hotdog both her pussylips and her ass-cheeks around the cocks being pressed against her body. Unsurprisingly, Hannah's movements became even more frenzied just a single moment later, when Tonks suddenly started pancaking her big, luscious tits into her shoulder-blades, cupping her sensitive breasts from behind, pinching her nipples within her slim and dexterous fingers, and kissing her gently on the neck.
Without ever needing to communicate either their intentions or their timing, Harry and Tonks slowly lifted Hannah's ass and thighs up between their bodies, positioned the crown of their cocks against both of the young woman's holes, and then very slowly began lowering her down.
With a high pitched squeak followed by a long warbling moan, Hannah's pussy was split open by Harry's reduced but still impressive cock and her asshole was spread around Tonks's conveniently lubricated dick, until both of her holes were being filled and her mouth was biting firmly into the meat of his shoulder. Then Harry and Tonks started pumping their cocks inside of the pale blonde heiress one after another with perfectly executed timing and impeccable coordination, and the incredibly DP'd Hufflepuff was losing her Godsdamned mind over it.
"HohhGawwwds hohhhGawdessess, yes yes yes yeeesss! Use my body, fuck all my holes! Pry open my womb with your big fat diiiiick," Hannah ranted as Harry started casting hundreds of regeneration spells directly into her pussy, his cock began growing back to its full enormous size, and a dick shaped lump began appearing in her tummy just above her belly-button. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck mee up you centaur dicked stud of a maaaan," she screamed towards the ceiling while scratching ten long red lines into Harry's shoulder-blades and back. "I'm yours Master! I'm your wet little kitty! I'm your bitch! I'm in heat! Knock me up! Knock me right the fuck uuup!"
Harry didn't need detailed instructions, and neither did Tonks. They both started slamming their cocks into Hannah Abbott's holes in an extremely rapid one two punch combo that had her cumming her brains out in two minutes flat.
But then they simply didn't stop...
For the next ten plus minutes, Harry and Tonks kissed each other over Hannah's shoulder as they thoroughly worked over the cat-girl's body, lifting and dropping both of her hungry little holes up and down the length of their dicks within just a few feet of Daphne, Hermione and Ginevra... Harry groaned as his cock was squeezed in Hannah's persistently tight and clinging pussy-meat, Tonks moaned a very wet and messy orgasm around Harry's endlessly rippling water-charm dildo, and Hannah Abbott climaxed upon both of their cocks over and over again like an absolute maniac. The endlessly perverted English heiress bucked and she gyrated and she humped herself up and down in their arms. She moaned, and she screamed and she bit deep into the meat of Harry's shoulder, before squirting so much femcum his legs ended up completely drenched.
Finally, when Harry could sense that the pale blonde feline in his arms was running on the dregs of her stamina, he pressed a hard, domineering kiss down into Hannah's mouth that had her lungs emptying out in a high pitched syrupy whimper, and her eyelids fluttering over nearly vacant eyes. At this point, the pale blonde cat-girl was forcing herself to remain conscious for one extremely specific reason, and she was beginning to worry that she didn't have what it takes…
"I never had any intention of letting you get away Hannah Abbott. You're a beautiful, powerful, intelligent witch, but more importantly, you're an incredible fuck and your gigantic ass makes me cum," Harry whispered directly into Hannah's ear immediately after disengaging from her lips…
In the time it took for Hannah to squeal happily over receiving Harry's praise, he banished Tonks's water-charmed cock right out of existence, Conjured a new water-charm to tease Hannah's asshole, swiftly carried the woman over to the bed, pushed her body down face-first into the mattress, pulled her thick sexy ass up in the air, and started pounding his dick down into her pussy in a series of long, hard, womb-battering thrusts... "I'm about to cum inside of you heiress Abbott! Your body is mine! Your womb is mine!"
"Yes! Gawwwds yes!.. Yours! It's yours! Fill me! Fill my womb! Teach me to be your obedient little pussy and then never ever let me goooo," Hannah screamed down into the sheets while Jack-o posing herself like a feline in heat to bounce her massive, rippling, heart-shaped ass against Harry's waist and scrub her pussy up the length of his rapidly descending dick.
With an inaudible growl, Harry bore down on Hannah's body, wrapping his hands around both of her thick sexy thighs so that he could haul her pussy up and down the length of his shaft…
He was close.... He was so close…
Then Tonks was leaning into his back to kiss his neck and massage both of his balls, and Harry felt his shaft lurching and bucking in response.
"Knock me up, knock me up, knock me right the fuck uuuuup Gaaawwwwds and Goddesesss yeeeeeeees," Hannah screamed out as Harry's cock thickened, and bucked womb deep inside of her, and then began releasing an expanding mass of piping hot seed directly against her completely ineffectual cervix. In an immediate response, Hannah's entire body started shaking, causing her ass to ripple like Jello where it wasn't flattened out against Harry's waist, and her dick-dented little belly kicked and rippled around the seed that was being force-fed into her womb.
For the next ten to fifteen seconds, the whorish moans leaking from Hannah's wide-open mouth, her dilated and shaking eyes, her spastically pawing hands, and her violently trembling thighs were the reasons why all of the Weasley's knew that the Hufflepuff was getting exactly what she wanted. Then a wet squelching sound announced the moment when the the orgasmic cat-girl's pussy was completely stuffed to the brim with cum, at which point an outpouring of pearly white seed squirted out of her O'd out pussylips, whitewashed both of her inner thighs, and artfully splattered both of her fantastically round asscheeks.
With Tonks's tits sandwiched around his right arm, her mouth latched onto his earlobe and her hands gently fondling his balls, Harry had no intention of moving an inch until his entire load was completely spent balls deep inside of Hannah Abbott… For another thirty plus seconds, he ground his cockhead against/within Hannah's completely surrendered womb, forcing more and more of his seed into her deepest most fertile depths, and the woman babbled nonsense down into the bed in a delirious variety of enthusiasm…
"Pre-pregnant… beautiful baby… for you… all for you… your pussy… your babies..." Hannah moaned out through a wide but sloppy looking smile, even as she instinctually ground her big beautiful butt back against Harry's waist and his balls bucked meaningfully against her inner thighs.
When Harry's climax finally started petering off, he erected a barrier spell to keep his seed tightly contained within Hannah's womb, cast several charms on her ovaries to supercharge her fertility, and then he slowly withdrew his cock from within her hot, tight, and newly sticky depths… Of course by that point Hannah Abbott was barely conscious and it was only the rock-hard cock impaling her body that was holding her ass up in the air. Immediately after his cockhead popped free from within her pussylips, the woman's body slumped down onto the bed like a marionette with its strings cut, and she was completely dead to the world not even five seconds later…
"As you can see, my Harry can and quite frequently does fuck all of his women into an orgasmic heap of limbs," Tonks suddenly called out towards the Weasley family, causing both Hermione and Ginevra's mouths to hang open and the men to start looking increasingly affronted/defensive… Then an extremely unconcerned Harry Potter was hauling Tonks across the bed by the meat of her ass, and the two of them were taking in the molten hot mess that was Lady Susan Bones…
Kneeling on the bed in front of Harry and Tonks, Gabrielle currently had a lit candle and an ice cube in her hands, Fleur had a feather in one hand and one of his teasing water charms swirling around the other, and the two of them were skillfully teasing a blindfolded and tightly restrained Susan Bones into the a red flushed and panting bundle of nerves…
Susan Bones was primed to explode… She was ready to orgasm at the slightest little touch to her nether lips…
Harry Potter smiled…
"Good job ladies," Harry praised after kissing Fleur and Gabrielle on their cheeks, and releasing a wave of magic to begin altering the situation… Within only a matter of seconds, Susan Bones's velvet rope restraints began levitating up and away from the bedposts that she was tied to, until the woman was spread eagle in the air just a few feet away from Daphne and the captive Weasleys, and a teasing water charm was swirling away within her dripping wet little pussy. Then Harry returned his attention towards Tonks, Gabrielle and Fleur, and started channeling his magic directly through their soul-bond to release rivulets of magic out of the tips of their fingers.
Without even having to explain anything at all, Harry's wives immediately understood exactly what their husband had in mind. The pads of their thumbs were charmed to feel burning hot, their index fingers would feel extremely cold, their middle fingers would feel as if they were releasing a low voltage electric current, their ring fingers would immediately cause a small rash of ultra-sensitive goosebumps to develop wherever they touched, and their pinky fingers would release the pleasurable waves of magic that Harry uses whenever he's aiming to drive a woman completely wild…
Harry and his wives were about to thoroughly lean upon Susan Bones's sensation-play kink, to make a mess of her curvaceous little body…
Even with a blindfold on, Susan suddenly shivered, causing her big glorious tits to jiggle out of the corset cups of her altered maroon dress… The woman was intelligent enough to realize that she was currently being left alone because something quite a bit… bigger… was about to happen…
She was right…
After walking over to where Susan's bunny-eared head was hanging completely unsupported in the air, Harry caressed her cheek with the palm of his hand, and then he took a hold of her ears to give her neck a moment of relief. Then he broke the silence… "Hannah Abbott's currently laying facedown in a cum covered heap… Do you have an opinion on the matter?..."
"Jealous… Eager to catch up," Susan gasped out as Harry rested a hot, heavy and completely unmistakable, slab of arm thick cockmeat atop her upwards facing chin. Then her tongue started waving out of her wide-open mouth when the man's dick was slowly dragged off of her jaw, because she instinctually knew where its next destination was going to be…
"My cock is currently dripping both Hannah's pussy juices and my seed," Harry informed the stacked redhead while pressing his cockhead against her eagerly outstretched tongue. "The taste that you're currently enjoying is the exact moment I knocked up your friend…"
"Delicious… It tastes so delicious," Susan whimpered, as Harry's hands dropped down atop her breasts and his fingers sank knuckle deep within her soft, smooth, incredibly springy titflesh.
"Or maybe my big, messy cock isn't delicious at all… and you're just an extra-special variety of cumguzzling whore," Harry replied in a voice that somehow managed to sound affectionate… Even as he said those words, Harry gestured for Tonks, Gabrielle and Fleur to surround Susan's body again, and they all watched the redhead Hufflepuff cup her mouth around empty air in her attempt to capture the head of his dick.
With the bond allowing them to work with perfect coordination, Fleur, Gabrielle, and Tonks suddenly started sweeping fingers that felt like they were covered in hot wax across Susan's tits, belly, thighs, arms and calves, before suddenly switching to a freezing cold sensation instead and touching the exact same locations. Soon enough, all three of Harry's wives were delivering a kaleidoscope of different sensations to Susan's completely overwhelmed body, driving hard, haggard moans from the bunny-woman's newly wide open mouth…
But then her mouth was filled to capacity as Harry started shoving his cum slathered cock down her little throat, and Susan Bones's overexcited moan/scream rippled her neck-muscles around every single inch of dick that he was feeding her…
Slowly… very, very slowly, Harry pulled his cock back out of Susan's piping hot airway, growling his approval when the redhead's mouth resisted his withdrawal every single step of the way. The bunny-girl's lips immediately tightened up like elastic bands all around his shaft, causing her hollowed out cheeks to stretch outwards as she sucked desperately on his length...
Long story short, the cock that Harry pulled out of Susan's hungrily sucking little mouth ended up being completely fucking spotless, as all of the cum and pussy juices that had covered his length were left behind on Susan's tongue…
And the blindfolded redhead wiggled happily in her restraints, as she feasted on the cocktail of pussy juices and cum that she'd just sucked off of Harry's cock, and a barrage of unexpected sensations continued to drive her completely fucking wild… "Hohh, hohhhhmy Gods Maaaster please! Please let my desperately hungry bunny pussy have your diiiiick," Susan pleaded when the teasing water charm swirling within her pussy refused to let her cum, and the overwhelming sensations that her body was being subjected to made her feel as if her nervous system was going haywire. "Please, please fuck me, fuck me good! Please fill me and then fuck me uuuuuuuup!"
It was around the time that Susan started saying the word 'up' that Harry Apparated between her spread open legs, took a hold of her thick sexy thighs, removed the water charm from within her pussy, and began replacing it with a reduced version of his dick. By the time he'd shoved just two-thirds of his cock within the redhead's smoldering hot depths, she was shaking from head to toe in a long denied orgasm, was flopping around in her restraints, and an unintelligible scream of mixed pleasure and excitement was filling the entire barrier.
Of course that was the exact moment when Harry's cock began growing both longer and thicker balls-deep inside of Susan's ecstatically happy cunt, and the busty Hufflepuff's orgasm immediately redoubled in intensity.
Susan Bones was awash in a white hot climax the entire time her Lord's magic coursed throughout her stretched-to-the-limit sex, but she still managed to feel incredibly thankful when a series of fussy little hands started rubbing at the bulge in her tiny little tummy... Harry Potter's cock was plundering the hell out of her womb, just the way she needed it, and he was just minutes away from making her body his… once and for all...
"Do it please! Gods and Goddesses yes, please have your way with my woooomb," Susan moaned out as her orgasm very slowly came to an end. Every cell in her body was currently begging for her man to finally pour his seed into her deepest most fertile depths, as if she really was nothing but a bunny experiencing a particularly powerful heat. It was a feeling made all the stronger by the blindfold covering her eyes, and the random sensations roaming her entire body. Susan wasn't an heiress right now. She wasn't Lady Bones. She was a body, a pussy, an ovulating womb hungry for the taking… and by the Gods was Harry fucking taking her…
With a low groan of pleasure, Harry started pumping his cock into Susan Bones's dripping wet and clenching cunt, as the woman proved that every single second spent teasing her body to the limit had been worth the effort. The woman's pussy was skintight, soaking wet, hot, squishy, sucking and coiling around his meat with every single movement that he made. Susan's incredibly high-spec little pussy was an A-grade cum-spilling cocksleeve, and Harry just couldn't get enough.
For the following ten plus minutes, Harry, Fleur, Gabrielle and Tonks moved as one in order to work over Susan's bunny-body to the max, sharing thoughts, ideas and even pleasure in real time as Harry monitored the redhead Hufflepuff's desires and then moved to exceed her wildest fantasies. By the time Harry was thrusting his cock into Susan's pussy fast enough to crack his balls against her ass-cheeks, both of the woman's mipples were being heated, cooled and pinched at random, a feminine hand was tightly curling around the Hufflepuff's tiny little neck, her vibrant red hair was being pulled nearly to the point of pain, and a ticklish sensation was running up and down the heels of both her feet.
And the bunny-eared redhead was cumming. Susan was cumming so fucking hard she was visibly ahegaoing even with a velvet strip of material concealing her fuck-drunk eyes. She was cumming so hard the words that were slipping from her wide-open mouth were barely understandable through her loud and lengthy moans...
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuck!!... Diiick!.... Love this diiick!... Cum!... Cumming!... Yours!... Please!... Cum!... Yours!...," Susan screamed towards the ceiling, her violently trembling legs visibly attempting to wrap around Harry's back only for the restraints to hold her in place.
With a snap of Harry's fingers, Susan's restraints suddenly stopped pulling her spread eagle, leaving her free-floating in the air with her pussy still impaled on his cock, and her blindfold was gone to reveal her lust-glazed eyes. Then Harry was pulling Susan's body up against his own to pancake her tits into his chest, he was lifting her pussy up and down his cock in slow measured movements, and he was stage-whispering into her ear for everyone to hear… "I'm going to need you to repeat what you just said Lady Bones... What exactly is it that you want from me?"
"I want your fucking nuuuut," Susan slurred out even as she grew more lucid and aware by the second. "I want to be Harry Potter's knocked up breeding bunny. I want the entire world to know who owns my body, and dominates my womb. I want your babies Master!" By the time she finished delivering her explanation, Susan's tits were being pressed into Harry's face, her legs were wrapped tightly around his lower back and she was gyrating her cotton-tailed ass to grind his cockhead against her hungry little womb.
On any other occasion, Harry would be perfectly happy to let Susan ride him to completion exactly like they were… He couldn't do that. Not today.
Today the two of them had an audience, and Susan was broadcasting an intense desire to be put on display…
Yeah… Hufflepuffs are freaks…
With yet another snap of his fingers, the velvet restraints attached to Susan's wrists and ankles tightened again, the ropes around her ankles pulling up towards the ceiling and the ropes attached to her wrists pulling down towards the floor. Soon enough, Susan was restrained spread eagle again, except that this time she was upside down with her body at a forty-five degree angle to the floor. What's more, her face was only a few feet away from Hermione, Daphne and Ginevra's knees which meant that her dripping wet little pussy was being presented for everyone's viewing pleasure.
Not that it would be unattended for very long...
"If I'm going to impregnate you… I suppose I should let gravity do at least some of the work," Harry mused as he walked up between Susan's legs and pressed his dick down the length of her belly. For a few seconds in a row, Harry merely stood there, the placement of his cock revealing to everyone just how deep he'd be inside of Susan when he finally shoved it back within her cunt… Then, Harry's wives were standing at his sides, he was stepping back to aim his dick down at Susan's pussy, and Fleur was gripping his shaft to rub his cockhead up and down the Hufflepuff's slick and puffy pussylips.
"Please," Susan began begging, until Harry held up a hand.
"No more begging Susan. It's not necessary. You're mine. I've taken you. You're not going anywhere…"
"Fuck yeeeesssssss," Susan squealed as her man finally thrust his whole absurd length balls-deep inside of her again and began thrusting down into her pussy as if his hips were on a piston. Almost immediately, she was cumming again, but this time she could see in Harry's eyes that he wasn't far off either. He wasn't going to make her wait any longer… She was about to be bred…
"Fuuuuuuuuuck yeeeeeeeees," was the only thought that the redhead Hufflepuff was capable of voicing as Harry leaned down, mauled her bouncing tits, and then released a torrent of magic into her nipples, clit and womb that rendered her pussy into an orgasmic bundle of nerves. Then the man was slapping both of her asscheeks into a shiny red color, raising the restraints around her ankles to lay her calves atop his shoulders, and he was bearing down on her pussy in what amounted to an aerial mating press.
Susan was so far gone in her desire to get a womb stuffed full of Harry's cum, she found herself cheering Fleur on when the Veela began peppering the man's neck with kisses. She also felt thankful to Tonks when the Metamorph started massaging his chest and stomach with sensation filled fingers, and elated with Gabrielle when the woman dropped to her knees and started sucking on his balls. Anything that helped speed up the seeding that Susan's body needed oh so very badly was to be encouraged, and the girls' efforts were having an effect.
By the time Harry's balls were bucking and bouncing atop Gabrielle's eagerly sucking mouth, his body was heating up to a fever pitch, his movements were growing faster by the second, and his cockhead was slamming down against Susan's cervix with every deep dicked swing of his hips. Then he was leaning in over the bunny-woman's violently trembling body, and he was staring directly into her eyes… "Remember this moment Lady Susan Bones... Remember that I knocked you up on the same day that I united the whole entire world. Remember that I did so in a room filled with hundreds of people… Most of all… remember that your ultra-curvy fuckdoll body is mine now… to fuck and fill with children, until you're old and grey and sick of me…"
"Yes! Yessss! Yours! All yours forever! Take me, fill me, impregnate me," Susan wailed as Harry's possessive words sent her careening into yet another orgasm and Gabrielle started licking at her O'd out pussylips in order to get a taste of Harry's seed.
Then it was happening and Susan's body was going completely fucking haywire in response…
With a groan of pleasure, Harry slammed his cock balls-deep inside of the redhead's hot, wet and rhythmically clenching pussy, released control of his climax, and started hosing down the bunny-girl's completely defenseless womb. Unlike earlier, when he came inside of Hannah, Susan Bones was being held in place belly-up, which Harry could see was giving the Weasley family a very, very good view of the drama unfolding womb-deep inside of her. The English heiress's sexy little tummy was currently sporting a rippling and bucking bulge just above her navel, inside of which Harry's cock was flooding her eggs in a gigantic series of magically bolstered cumloads, and even with her big beautiful breasts bouncing against her chin, the woman was staring up at her tummy with a deliriously happy smile on her face.
"Harry… Potter's… babies…" Susan keened towards the ceiling, before her orgasmically swimming eyes suddenly locked upon Ginevra's purely by accident.
Susan Bones was currently receiving absolutely everything that Ginevra Weasley had always plotted to take for herself, and the both of them could see that thought reflected in each other's eyes…
"Harry Potter will never be yours Ginny Weasley! You're nothing more than a self-absorbed little rapist with delusions of grandeur," Susan suddenly moan/screamed up towards Ginevra's face, even as a thick geyser of cum erupted from within her incredibly inseminated pussy, flowed down her cock bulged belly, and then pooled around the bottom of her sexy heaving breasts.
After reeling back as if punched by Susan's words, Ginevra opened her mouth to scream her defiance, only for Gabrielle's demand that she remain silent to stop her right in her tracks. Instead of saying anything at all, an inarticulate squeak slipped past her completely paralysed voice-box and her fingernails dug small bloody holes into the palms of her hands...
With a grunt of pleasure and a wry variety of amusement on his face, Harry pumped his cockhead down against Susan's cervix a dozen more times to milk out the last of his seed, then he squelched the redhead's incredibly sloppy little pussy up and off of his cock and began carrying her newly limp body towards the bed.
Turning back towards Bill and Charlie, Gabrielle gave them both a very knowing look. "My 'usband's body, 'is cock, and 'is powerful magic, all make 'aving sex wiz 'im a life altering experience… Zis mind blowing sex, and ze fact zat 'Arry's a very magnetic and exciting man, ees ze real reason why 'ee managed to cuck you both so very easily."
"Well… That and the fact that Charlie was a piss poor husband," Tonks casually added even as she drew Fleur back towards the bed. "For all the man's arrogance and superficial charm, he'd rather consort with club whores than the one woman harem that he had sitting around at home…"
"I zink Charlie knew zat 'ee would never be able to match your skill level een bed, so 'ee sought to eempress a series of no-nozzing putains eenstead," Fleur mused as she used a snippet of Harry's magic to change the situation on the bed... With a wave of her hand, Fleur levitated Hannah to snuggle her up against Susan on the unoccupied side of the bed. Then she levitated a very unsurprised looking Harry onto his back in the middle of the mattress.
"Speaking of meeting my match, I actually suffered a complete defeat to our husband only this morning," Tonks suddenly admitted to Fleur in a stage whisper. "I wanted to wait for you to get pregnant with your first child to have my second so that the two of them could be cribmates… I can't do that anymore… After cumming my fucking brains out on our husband's dick, I completely lost myself in the moment, cupped my cervix around Harry's cockhead, milked myself a womb packed full of his cum, and then I even cast several dozen fertility charms on my ovaries and eggs..."
"You're guaranteed to be pregnant zen," Fleur agreed with a soft and indulgent smile on her face. "Well… not to worry…"
"Then... you're also going to pull the trigger?" By this point, Tonks's highly amused face was transforming into a nearly perfect replica of Fleur's, except she was adopting jet black hair instead of blonde, and a pair of beautiful ruby-red eyes instead of sapphire blue. Tonks was currently adopting her gothic Veela persona, both because it was a favorite of Harry's, and because it would maximize the production value of what the three of them were about to do…
"Oui, yes… I cannot possibly resist my Veela eenstincts any longer," Fleur admitted with a hungry look down at her husband's massive, rock-hard, precum drooling cock. "Eet ees long past time zat ze Potter family bloodline be… repopulated…"
Just a few feet away from their mostly captive audience, Gabrielle started rubbing her baby filled belly in a fashion that had Daphne whimpering in need, Ginevra's eyes rolling in her head, Hermione's cheeks flushing a brilliantly bright red, and Bill trying to scream through a compulsion sealed voice-box.
"Enough of zat Gabby," Fleur chided her sister in a newly serious tone of voice. "I don't want Bill to leave tonight's festivities believing zat I staged all of zis purely to 'urt 'is feelings…" Turning back towards Bill, Fleur gave the man a very intense and meaningful look… "I don't love you anymore Bill… but I also don't 'ate you... Ze only reason I eentend to 'ave absolutely eencredible sex wiz 'Arry right 'ere, right now, directly een front of your eyes, ees to destroy all of ze delusions zat are currently occupying your mind… Please watch as Tonks and I make love wiz our 'usband, realize ze fact zat I am no longer yours, and zen allow ze Saint Mungo's mind 'ealers to straighten out your perceptions…"
For reasons that would only make sense within Bill Weasley's mind, Fleur's very calm, cool and unemotional rejection was much, much more damaging than any sadistic torture she could've come up with. In an immediate reaction, his entire body tensed up in his wild attempts to prevent what was about to happen, and his mouth hung open as he frantically tried to scream at her…
"You're desperately trying to defy my allure right now, but you still can't move even as much as Ginevra did just a few moments ago," Gabrielle mused as she moved to stand in front of Bill. "You're clearly quite weak to ze effects of allure, which means you could never 'ave been ze mate zat my seester needed you to be, and you're much, much better off finding someone else…"
This time Fleur didn't argue with her younger sister. She merely nodded in agreement before crawling up the length of the bed in Harry and Tonks's direction. By the time Fleur kissed her way up her husband's stomach muscles, Tonks and Harry's hands were rubbing down her back in order to pull her silky smooth body flush against their own, and the three of them were forming an astonishingly sexy tangle of limbs in the middle of the bed. Harry pulled one of Tonks's lactating breasts out of its corset-cup with his mouth latched tightly around her nipple, Tonks cupped the back of Harry's head like a baby as she kissed Fleur on the mouth, and Fleur moaned up into Tonks's mouth while cupping the woman's thick mouth watering ass.
As their excitement grew to explosive levels, both Tonks and Fleur pushed Harry flat on his back so that they could rub their supernaturally flawless curves up and down the length of his body, milk his urgently throbbing cock in their perfectly coordinated hands, and nibble several tiny little hickeys into his perfectly tanned skin.
"'Ow shall we spoil our 'usband Tonks," Fleur asked after drawing her lips away from Harry's chest. "'Ow shall we show our mate our… devotion…"
"I'm all but certain that I'm already pregnant again, so I think I'll put on a show for our audience," Tonks mused with a glance back in the Weasley's direction. "After all… I never once let Charlie have my ass…"
With a nod of acceptance, Fleur immediately waved her hand over Tonks's sexy as all hell bubble-butt, and the Metamorph shivered over the magic that was happening inside of her body. Between one second and the next, Tonks's asshole became both clean enough to eat off of and lubricated in the extreme. Then Fleur was rubbing yet another shiny coat of oil over every inch of Harry's continuously hard length, and she was planting a soft but passionate kiss on his lips.
"Don't 'old back your climax, mon amour," Fleur crooned down into Harry's ear. "Cum for us over and over again, so that we may put your miraculous virility on display. Cover us een cum both eenside and out, and lay claim to my womb once and for all…"
With the bond conveying all of the emotions that needed conveying, Harry merely pulled Fleur's body flush to his chest to plant yet another kiss on her lips as Tonks straddled his thighs to hotdog his cock between her thick sexy asscheeks. After wrapping her right hand around the crown of Harry's cock to hold his shaft parallel with her spine, Tonks massaged his length within the oiled up cleavage of her butt-cheeks in a way that had yet more precum drooling from his cocktip… Then the Metamorphmagus was rising further up on her knees to press his flared out cockhead against her tiny puckered asshole, and she was staring down into his eyes with a look of completely unconcealed adoration on her face. "That's right, lover… From now on, I'm going to spoil the living hell out of your big fat fucking cock," Tonks cooed as she began to press her asshole down against his oil-shined crown. "I'm gonna drain you… I'm gonna milk you… I'm gonna fuuuuuck yooooouuuu."
Of course, Tonks spent the entire time she moaned out the words 'fuck you' spreading her supernaturally elastic, skintight asshole around his cockhead and then pressing herself down the length of his fat fucking shaft in a rapid series of ultra-sexy, belly-dancing humps. Her generous milk laden breasts bounced and heaved up and down atop their corset-cups, her tiny little tummy gyrated back and forth in the air, and her thick creamy thighs rubbed possessively at his hips as she artfully eased more and more of Harry's wrist thick dick into her tightly clenching backdoor.
But that was the moment when Fleur suddenly straddled Harry's chest, kissed Tonks hard on the lips, hugged her tightly around the shoulders, and then pressed the Metamorph's body down upon their mate's cock using every scrap of body weight that she contained…
"Hohhhhgawwwds yeesssss," Tonks keened out into Fleur's shoulder as the Veela very suddenly forced her oiled-up asshole down the remaining length of Harry's full sized mega-dick with an obscene fwopping sound that echoed throughout the entire barrier. "Fucking Gawwds Haaarrrieee, you're diiick is crushing my g-spoot," she continued while trying to lift her newly impaled ass up and off of her husband's thighs. It wasn't working. Tonks's thighs were far too busy violently trembling to lift her ass anywhere at all, which is why it was a relief when Fleur started helping out by lifting her ass back up the length of their man's gigantic shaft.
"Zat's right Tonks," Fleur breathed out into Tonks's ear as she lifted and dropped the woman's absurdly tight asshole up and down the entire length of Harry's cock. "Let me use your lewd, fucktoy body to drain our 'usband's balls… Let me milk out 'is balls wiz your tight leetle ass-'ole, before I take my turn and do ze same wiz my pussy… Sexy… Eet's always so, sooo sexy, when you cum all over our mate's cock…"
"Full… I'm so damned full," Tonks bleated out even as her completely untouched pussy spilled a wave of femcum all over Harry's stomach, and her stomach muscles rippled over his deeply buried dick. Then the woman managed to start bouncing up and down upon Harry's cock by herself, her big beautiful ass was rippling wonderfully whenever it slammed down against Harry's thighs, and her tongue was hanging out to lay flat atop Fleur's shoulder.
While using Fleur's point of view to watch Tonks's sexy fucking body bounce up and down upon his cock, Harry pulled Fleur's thighs up over his mouth so that he could Parseltongue her delicious little peach of a pussy, cupped her sexy ass in one of his hands and then used the other to rub at Tonks's clit. Without the benefit of using his magic to hold back his climax, Tonks's red-hot, unnaturally soft, incredibly tight and possessive little asshole was rapidly driving Harry to orgasm, but since that was exactly what his wives really wanted, he wasn't all that concerned. The soul-bond was thick with Tonks and Fleur's desire to spoil his dick completely rotten… and they were going to get their way.
"Fuck, fuck yes, fucking fill me lover… Cum for me, cum deeeep inside of me," Tonks moaned, redoubling her riding speed even as a powerful current of Harry's magic caused her to spill pussyjuices all over his stomach and upper thighs. She rode the man like a woman possessed, all throughout her orgasm, and then purred happily into her sisterwife's skin when his cock started bucking meaningfully deep inside of her. "Yessss, yesss Harrry please! Please cum in me, Cum in my assss, cum deep in my, oh Gaawwwwwwds yesssss!…"
After slapping both of his hands down upon Tonks's sexy flared out hips and digging his fingers knuckles deep into her thick shapely asscheeks, Harry dragged the woman's asshole down to the very root of his cock, and then he channeled his magic out through his tongue to push Fleur over the edge into orgasm. Between the magic and the way he was speaking Parseltongue against her clit, Fleur's eyes rolled up into her head at the same time that Harry's balls tensed up hard against Tonks's asscheeks, his cock rocked back like a shotgun discharging, and a massive load of cum started filling her bowels. Then he let go of Tonks's ass because the woman's body was vibrating as if she was being electrocuted and she was desperate to continue riding his dick.
"Yes, yes, yesss, stuff my guts full of your cum," Tonks screamed out as she drew her asshole back up the length of Harry's cock, and then started fucking just the first three inches of his cock so that his seed would squirt back out and flow down the length of his shaft. Tonks Black desired that her husband's orgasm be a massive fucking spectacle right from the very beginning, which is why she popped his bulbous, cum spitting cockhead in and out of her asshole as many times as she could before her orgasmically shaking legs finally gave out on her and she squelched her way back down the length of his shaft. "Fuuuckiiing heellll," she groan/whimpered as she collapsed into Fleur's arms and pressed her face ears-deep within the woman's soft creamy cleavage. Even then, she continued to gyrate her ass back and forth atop Harry's thighs, determined to milk his cock balls-deep in her ass.
But that was the moment when Fleur completely ran out of patience…
About halfway through Harry's climax, Fleur suddenly rolled off of his body and then dashed down to his legs, where she pushed Tonks's thighs up the length of his stomach so that his dick popped free from her ass. With her sister-wife's asshole out of the way, Fleur instantly spell-cleaned Harry's cock with a wave of her hand, and then straddled his waist in a reverse-cowgirl position. In a series of movements that took no more than four seconds max, the incredibly overexcited Veela was driving her drenched little pussy down around Harry's continuously cumming dick, and she was riding him through the last of his orgasm.
Suffice it to say… Fleur Potter wasn't willing to wait around anymore…
With a wide perverse smile paired with a long whorish moan, Fleur leaned backwards to press her hands down atop Tonks's back, planted her feet wide at their sides, and then started scrubbing her silky-soft pussy up and down Harry's continuously cumming cock with long deep-dicked swings of her well-toned hips. Within just a two second span of time, Fleur managed to hilt Harry's full sized dick within her tightly wringing depths, and she was undulating her ass against his thighs as if she was lap-dancing her pussy up and down the length of his cock…
Even with the soul-bond giving Harry a few moments warning, he still found a surprised moan leaking from his mouth at the otherworldly tightness that was suddenly milking the cum right out of his shaft. "Merlin, Fleur," Harry grunted as the Veela took his cockhead into her astonishingly talented womb, and began riding him like her very life was on the line. But then Harry's words were cut off when a freshly fucked Tonks started kissing her way up his neck, jaw and cheek, his mouth was filled by her enthusiastically twining tongue, and his hands were cupping around the woman's thick sexy ass to pull her flush against his body.
Needless to say, Harry's cock never even started growing soft inside of Fleur when his orgasm finally came to an end… Instead, Harry's nerves were set alight by Tonks fondling his balls and peppering his chest with kisses, while Fleur Isabelle Potter rode his cock like the professional cockdrainer that she was. The astonishingly beautiful French Veela's ultra-sexy ass slapped down against his pelvis, while her skintight, soaking wet, hot and rippling little cunt dripped foamy flecks of his seed down onto both his balls and inner thighs… and he had to admit something both in his mind and in the bond…
Fuuuuuuck… Harry James Potter was a very, very, very lucky man…
A few meters away, Gabrielle quietly sidled up next to a completely tortured looking Daphne Nott, and then started whispering into her ear… "Just look at my seester go, Daphne. Watch as she takes exactly what she wants, a tres grande load of 'Arry's most potent, virile sperm directly on top of 'er eggs. Watch as she gets herself a belly swollen with 'er mate's child directly een front of 'er ex-husband, and zen recognize ze fact zat your dedication to 'Arry ees… lacking." Without another word, Gabrielle walked away from the woman, eased down near Harry's head on the bed, and planted a sweet little kiss atop his scalp…
And Daphne Nott was left just standing there, primed to explode…
"Love you 'Arry. Love you so, so, so very much 'Arry," Fleur haltingly gasped out, as every downward slap of her ass drove Harry's big beautiful cock deeper within the sucking depths of her perfectly submissive little womb, causing a spike of animalistic bliss to course throughout her entire nervous system. It was time… Fleur Potter was officially a Veela in heat, and this nearly all-consuming drive to breed was allowing her magic to do several very dramatic things... In a wave of purified arcane power, Fleur's beauty was suddenly magnified in the extreme, as her skin became luminous in its perfection, her scent became an extremely powerful pheromone, her allure nearly quadrupled in intensity, and her pussy started performing a series of cum-spilling miracles around every square inch of Harry's deeply embedded dick.
"Merlin Fleur," Harry groaned, when he suddenly found his cock being massaged, squeezed, wrung-out, kneaded, heated, scrubbed, smooched and sucked on, balls-deep within his wife's perfectly pink and virginal little pussy. With a growl of feral enthusiasm, he quickly rose up to a seated position underneath Fleur's rapidly bouncing ass, so that he could cup both of her big bouncing tits in his hands and pull the woman's silky-smooth body flush to his own. Then he wasn't the least bit surprised when Fleur continued to squirm her heart-shaped ass back against his waist to milk his cock within her unnaturally perfect cunt… "Fucking hell, you're so damned good," Harry grunted into his wife's neck, even as he felt Gabrielle pressing herself flush to his back, and found Tonks peppering kisses up the side of Fleur's neck towards her jaw and earlobe…
In the end, what did managed to surprise Harry, was the moment when Daphne Nott nee Greengrass suddenly snarled like an outraged cat, dashed away from an immensely shocked Weasley family, crawled onto the bed between Fleur's spread open thighs, and started sucking on his balls as if they were the love of her life.
Truth be told, Harry only managed to spare the sexy blonde psychopath a single moment of his attention… That's just how damned sexy he found the cockmilking belly-dance that Fleur was currently performing on his lap, how mind-bendingly pleasurable her sublime little pussy was, and how hot the Veela's tongue was as it slid up his neck to his jaw. Fleur Potter was currently giving him a five star, world class, wet dream quality, fantasy fuck of a lifetime, and she was cupping his face in her unoccupied hand so that she could stare meaningfully into his eyes.
Harry understood his wife's meaning and he pressed his forehead into hers in unspoken assent…
Fleur Potter wanted a magically bolstered womb full of his most virile seed…
Well, she was definitely going to get it…
"That's right, Fleur. Milk that dick," Tonks cooed as she rubbed Fleur's dick-dented belly and then allowed her hand to slide down towards the Veela's cute little clit.
"Take our mate's seed eento zat 'ungry leetle womb of yours," Gabrielle, added while casting an x-ray vision spell on Fleur's tummy to reveal Harry's cock slamming into her womb.
"Get yourself bred Fleur,so that all of our children can be classmates together," a newly returned to consciousness Hannah added while crawling across the bed.
"Help us create an entire Quidditch team's worth of demi-God level offspring," Susan purred with a sweet little kiss to Fleur's cheek and a pair of tits sandwiching Harry's unoccupied arm.
"Yes, yessss, I'll do eet! I'll drain every seengle ounce of seed eenside of my mate's eenormous fucking balls" Fleur whimpered as her cock-riding sped up, her stomach muscles tightened in her rapidly approaching orgasm, and her eyes drifted up into her head. "I'll take 'Arry's cum and I'll carry 'is babies! Mon amour, my love, my 'Arry, please! Please seed me! Seed my womb! Knock me up!" With every single word that she said, Fleur's pussy squelched up and down Harry's shaft faster and faster, until finally the x-ray image of his cock expanding the wringing walls of her pussy resembled nothing more than an engine piston moving at full speed.
Harry didn't have a single hope in hell of denying his wife the cum that she wanted… Thankfully, he had absolutely no interest in holding back...
With a loud growl that Harry released into the side of Fleur's neck, his balls tensed up as hard as diamonds between his legs, his shaft bucked like an unattended firehose, and an absolutely ludicrous explosion of cum hammered into the deepest depths of Fleur's newly ovulating womb… And the incredibly sexy French Veela screamed her elation, excitement and orgasm towards the ceiling as her arms pawed desperately at his thighs and she frantically rooted her pussylips down around his cock.
"He'll be a healthy baby boy," Harry whispered into Fleur's ear, even as all of his women moved in from every side to start kissing rubbing, licking or massaging every square inch of his overheating body, and his cock expanded to release yet another absurdly huge load of sticky seed balls-deep in his wife's thirsty cunt. While Fleur's slut magic would never allow her pussy to leak even a drop of Harry's cum, all of the Weasley's had a front row seat to the milkshake that he was currently creating inside of her dick-dented tummy, as his cum stretched the walls of her womb, flushed throughout every skin-tight fold of her ultra-possessive little pussy, and then thickened into a gluey paste when it simply couldn't expand anymore.
Over the thirty plus seconds that followed, Fleur's frantic cock-riding slowly but surely became increasingly uncoordinated, until her eyes glossed over, her mouth hung agape, and the ladies surrounding her on every side were forced to hold her body upright upon their man's cum spilling dick. They helped their friend stay rooted balls-deep to receive every drop, because they knew what they'd want if their positions were reversed.
And then, when Fleur was seeded to the max, and her eyes fluttered closed, Gabrielle Delacour slowly pulled her sister off of Harry's length, pumped his cock with both her hands, and then turned towards the Weasleys… "And now 'Arry will fuck ze rest of us all over again, but not unteel he makes an oath… One zat should 'elp Ginevra make ze right decision…"
With a nod of his head and his eyes centered on Ginevra, Harry raised a hand above his head and a green glow started emanating from his palm. "I, Harry James Potter Black Delacour, swear on my magic that I will never become romantically involved with Ginevra Weasley from this moment forward…. So mote it be…"
In the wake of Harry's oath, while the rest of Harry's women watched the youngest Weasley pantomime ranting, raving, and hurling abusive words at all of them, Daphne Greengrass silently climbed up onto Harry's lap, kissed him hungrily on the lips, and then split open her pussy on his full sized cock for the second time that day…
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Forty-Five Minutes Later…
When the dust finally settled on the ballroom orgy and Harry finally managed to extricate himself from the dogpile of fucked silly women that he'd just created, he rose to his feet, Conjured himself a brand new suit, and then walked over to stand in front of the Weasley family. "Sign the oaths or Ginny will die barren and alone and I'll have Bill in Azkaban by the end of the day… And don't try to act as if anything I've done in the last hour negates your actions or protects you from me. I sought to punish you all for attacking my wives, which is my right by both law and tradition, and the entire world already knows that I'm a scoundrel so your gossip means nothing…"
Without another word, Harry levitated the oaths back into the hands of those Weasley's capable of rational thought, and then he gave them a very meaningful look. "No screaming, no carrying on, just the oaths… I'm in a very good mood right now and I don't want you ruining it…"
One after another, the Weasley family members' ability to speak was returned, and they recited the oaths that Harry provided them…
And among their number was a surprise edition in the form of one Ginevra Weasley… who, with no hope of ever having Harry as a partner… finally, decided to have some common sense…
Bill vomited and then passed out around the time Harry was inseminating Fleur, but he wouldn't have made the oaths anyway, so no one even tried to wake him up…
Turning away from the Weasley's, Harry quickly waved his hands at his women, returning all of their dresses, hair and makeup back to its earlier pristine condition, and then he channeled a powerful surge of magic into all of their bodies in order to wake them from their stupor… Within a matter of just ten to fifteen seconds, Fleur, Gabrielle, Tonks, Hannah, Susan and Daphne were all rising to their feet, stretching to the ceiling, and checking themselves out… Less than half a minute later, Harry was removing the Fidelius barrier, and he was emerging back into the public's eye with his ladies on his arms…
The Weasley family made as quick an exit as they could, as their dresses and suits were… sticky… and they weren't as practiced as Harry at fixing disheveled clothing…