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Chapter #49: Best friends forever, part III.

Hary was taking his time with Daphne, she was still trying to adjust his whole size inside her tight pussy, Harry grabbed his wand and cleaned the blood and then put it on a vial, he knows some people use it for potions, she’ll know what to do with it after that, he’s not keeping it to himself even though people pay great quantities for virgin’s blood.

“Are you okay, Daphne?” Asked Harry with a worried tone.

She was panting, and the last thing he wanted was to hurt her. She nodded frantically.

“I’m sorry, it’s just that… To know that I finally lost my virginity... That is an interesting feeling to say the least,” the blonde told him with an amused tone.

Harry couldn’t help but smile.

“I love the way your cock feels inside me, Harry and…” She trailed off a bit.

She bit her lower lip.

“I want more,” she said in a low tone.

“I’m sorry, Daphne, I didn’t hear you. What did you say?” He asked with an arched brow.

“I want more Harry!” She declared with a flustered expression. “Fuck me, please!” She almost begged.

Harry was surprised by her attitude. He thought that she was going to regret doing this with him, after all, he supposedly was a Muggleborn, and she was a pureblood princess from an ancient family; she could get in trouble if her family got to know that she did this with someone like him.

“Are you sure?” He asked with a calm tone, and she nodded without hesitation.

“Yes… I want it, Harry… No, I need it, I need your cock, I want you to make me feel good just like Granger and Delacour, I don’t want to lose to Granger!” She said with a determined tone.

Harry couldn’t help but smile. She indeed had a competitive spirit. He wanted to tell her that she didn’t need to compete against Hermione; he had enough love to give to as many women as he needed. However, the last thing he wanted was for her to snap at him. If he learned something about women, it is that you shouldn’t tell a determined woman what to do.

“Very well, but if you don’t feel good, I want you to tell me and be honest with me, okay? I’m not going to be disappointed if you quit,” Harry smiled at her.

He was expecting a sarcastic comment from her; however, she instead looked away with a flustered expression and then nodded.

“Very well, now that we’ve reached an understanding…” He said before he started to move.

Daphne released a melodious, joyful moan as he did this, and Harry loved hearing that sound; he wanted to hear more of it.

“Did you like that?” He asked with a curious expression, and she nodded.

“Yes… That was good,” Daphne admitted with a smile on her face.

“Very well, I’m going to continue moving, okay?” He asked with a warm smile.

“Yes, go ahead!” She almost demanded, and Harry smiled.

He didn’t waste more time, and soon, he started to move. He was moving at a slow pace, and Daphne was loving that; however, little by little, he started to increase the speed of his thrusts, and he paid as much attention as he could to the sounds Daphne was making.

He didn’t want to misunderstand things; he needed her to enjoy this as much as he was doing, otherwise she could end up hating sex and men, and he didn’t want to lose her. Daphne was a very interesting woman; it would be cool to have her on his side.

She kept moaning and enjoying the way his cock felt inside her, and Harry continued increasing the speed of his movements, and as he did it, the moans she was releasing were becoming more common and louder, but she wasn’t the only one moaning and enjoying what was going on.

Tracey, who was on a corner of the room, was watching the whole scene as she touched herself, seeing Daphne like that and Harry looking as hot as he was looking right now, had turned her into a sex-crazed monster, and she had zero complaints about it.

“Come Dursley, fuck her… Do it!” Tracey couldn’t help but say with a smirk.

Then she started to moan as she touched herself. If Harry and Daphne decided to date, they would be a very intimidating power couple, and she liked the idea of seeing her friend like that. Tracey was now looking at the scene with incredible expectations; she wanted to get fucked as good as Daphne was being fucked.

“Shit… That’s incredible!” Tracey added as Harry fucked Daphne without mercy.

Long gone is the slow pace. Harry finally reached a proper pace that was causing the sound of their skins clashing to be heard all over the room. They were now restless. Harry continued fucking Daphne, and neither of them cared about the rest of the world.

They occasionally acknowledged Tracey, but they were more focused on their pleasure, and Daphne’s best friend couldn’t blame them. Tracey couldn’t believe her friend could turn into something like that; however, she was next, and she had no hopes of ending differently than her best friend, and somehow that thought was making Tracey feel happy, and she couldn't wait for her turn.

“Tracey… Come here!” Daphne asked for her best friend to be there. “I’m cumming!” Daphne declared, and Harry smirked.

“Yes… Cum Daphne… Cum with my cock!” Harry encouraged her, and Daphne could only smile as the pleasure was becoming too much.

Tracey ran as if her life depended on it. She quickly got closer and grabbed Daphne’s face.

“You look so hot right now, Daph,” she couldn’t help but admit.

“I know,” not even in a situation like this, Daphne stopped being kind of arrogant.

But that was one of the things Tracey loved the most about the blonde, and speaking about Daphne, she decided to slam her lips against Tracey’s. Soon, they started to kiss passionately; they knew each other’s mouths as they knew their hands.

As they kissed, Daphne experienced her first orgasm caused by a penis. There was no better way she would’ve wanted to experience this moment; her best friend was there, and the orgasm was caused by the cock of the man who had caught her attention.

“Fuck… That was great, Daphne, you did well,” Harry told her as he got his cock out of her pussy.

Tracey couldn’t help but stare at her best friend’s wet pussy after such an incredible orgasm, and Harry couldn’t help but smirk.

“Go ahead, Tracey, it’s all yours for you to clean it, I know you want to do it,” Harry told her, and she didn’t need to be told twice.

She ran and got on her knees to clean the mess that Daphne’s pussy was. Tracey took her time to clean her best friend’s pussy, and when she ended, she got an idea that's why she decided to approach Harry.

“Hey Tracey—” he couldn’t continue as the dark-haired witch decided to kiss him.

He smirked. Tracey’s lips had the taste of Daphne’s orgasm, of course he was going to love the kiss, and so, they started to kiss passionately as they shared Daphne’s love juices. Their tongues were battling, and all that was happening while Daphne was staring at the ceiling with a blissful expression, but this was just the start, because now it was Tracey’s turn.