The Attendants Chapters 15-18 (Patreon)

Chapter 15

The return to Hogwarts was like a breath of fresh air for Harry, Daphne, and Tracey. With Anastasia claiming the Greengrass family seat on the Wizengamot for herself by undercutting Cyrus, they didn’t have to live in fear of any reprisals anymore. They could live their lives freely. Well . . . almost freely.

By the end of the year, Harry and Daphne were to become engaged through a marriage contract. The legal document being drawn up would offer Daphne all of the protections that Anastasia wanted her daughter to have, even if Daphne knew that Harry would never do anything to force her into using those protections. The protections were really for Anastasia’s peace of mind.

Both Harry and Daphne were happy to become engaged to one another. With Daphne being his attendant, they both knew that they’d be spending several years together anyway. Though they had only known each other for a short period of time, it was clear that they both truly cared for one another even if the romantic aspects of their relationship were only just now beginning to take shape.

Harry glanced over at Tracey as they walked through the empty halls of Hogwarts. He knew that she was ecstatic that Daphne would be starting a real romantic relationship with Harry. Tracey would always be Harry’s first love, but there was plenty of room in both of their hearts for Daphne to join them. However, Harry also knew that the marriage issue was going to hurt Tracey somewhat.

According to the laws that governed magical Britain, a man could only be married to one woman at a time. That meant that unless Harry divorced Daphne, he could only be married to her. Despite the fact that she had made no mention of it, Harry could tell from Tracey’s mood that she wished she could be in Daphne’s place. She wanted to be the one to marry Harry.

Tracey must have noticed Harry looking at her because her eyes met his and she gave him an easy smile. Harry cocked his head to the side and gave her a questioning look. Tracey mouthed “I’m fine” to him.

Naturally, Harry knew that Tracey was anything but.

Slipping around behind Daphne, Harry stepped alongside Tracey and put an arm around her waist. Tracey leaned against as they walked, resting her head gently against his shoulder.

“I’ll be fine,” Tracey mumbled quietly. “I just need a day or two to think things over.”

Harry squeezed her in a comforting way, making Tracey sigh. “I love you so much,” Harry told her.

A real smile came across Tracey’s lips. “And I love you.” She leaned up to give him a peck on the cheek.

Harry reached out and pulled Daphne closer to them. The blond woman had been giving the two of them a bit of space, but they were beyond that now. All of them needed to start thinking of themselves as a trio. As far as Harry was concerned, they were all equal partners in this relationship. He didn’t want to be the cause of a rift between the two best friends.

“We’re going to need to expand the bed in your room,” Tracey pointed out to Harry. “So that Daphne can start sleeping with us.”

Daphne peered out around Harry’s chest to look at her best friend. “Does Harry snore?”

“Hey!” Harry said with fake annoyance.

“Nope,” Tracey answered, ignoring Harry’s outburst. “He’s silent as rock.”

“Good,” Daphne giggled.

Harry rolled his eyes at the two of them but on the inside he was very happy. They seemed to still be getting along well. He just hoped that it all stayed that way.

“He is a kicker though,” Tracey noted. “Every so often, in the middle of the night, he’ll wake me up by kicking my legs.”

“We could always tie him down,” Daphne suggested.

Harry eyed both women who had devilish grins on their faces. “I don’t know if I like where this is going.”

Daphne and Tracey both looked at each other before dissolving into a fit of laughter.

“You’re both nutters,” Harry smiled.

“And you’re stuck with us, so get used to it,” Tracey grinned.

Harry sighed happily and hugged both Tracey and Daphne to his sides. Maybe this was all going to go smoother than he was fearing.

The three of them slowly made their way up their rooms, meandering their way there as though they were without a care in the world. Really, now that all of this was dealt with, they could just go back to being normal students. Sure it was hard work maintaining a top spot in his year, but Harry knew that he could pull it off. Tracey and Daphne were no slouches when it came to work either so it was really easy for them all to do well.

Now, they just had to live their lives. With two beautiful women at his side, Harry was sure to be perfectly content doing just that.

Harry, Daphne, and Tracey reached the corridor with all of their rooms. They stopped in the middle of the hall, right outside of Harry’s room, when Tracey took a step back from Harry and Daphne. Harry looked over at her curiously.

Tracey offered the two of them a small smile. “I was thinking, given all the developments that happened today, maybe you two should spend a bit of alone time together.”

Harry frowned at her. “Come on, Tracey. It's the three of us together.”

Daphne nodded her head emphatically. “You and Harry are already an item. I’m joining the both of you, not just Harry.”

“I know that,” Tracey replied, “but I’ve had plenty of alone time with Harry over the past few months, and there was what we did over the summer. I know that both of you like each other, but you haven’t had the chance to really explore that one on one yet.”

Harry glanced down at Daphne. Tracey wasn’t exactly wrong on that point. Tracey had been practically glued to his hip over the past few months so any time Daphne was there with him, Tracey was sure to be there too. But he didn’t want to exclude Tracey from this.

Harry didn’t have a chance to say anything else as Tracey put up her hands. “Look,” she began, “you two should spend the night together. You just found out that you’re getting engaged in a few weeks time.  Even though it's the three of us together, that doesn’t mean that we need to forsake our one-on-one relationships.”

She was right, of course. Tracey was always smart about things like this, Harry recognized. Daphne seemed to understand it too. It wasn’t a perfect situation, and there were sure to be some feelings of envy along the way, but they had to do the best they could.

Harry’s heart swelled at how maturely Tracey was handling all of this. Merlin, he felt so proud of her.

“Alright,” Harry and Daphne agreed. Harry took a quick step forward and wrapped his arms around Tracey. His mouth found hers as he kissed her deeply, trying to convey just how much he loved and appreciated her. Tracey returned the kiss with vigour, enjoying the moment for all it was worth.

Stepping back with a smile, Harry ran his hand through his hair. “We’ll see you in the morning then.”

Daphne took her turn to give Tracey a big hug and a tentative kiss on the lips. It was much more chaste than what Harry had given Tracey, but it was a good start. Tracey almost looked surprised at the kiss from Daphne, but she returned it easily enough.

As the two women broke apart, Daphne returned to Harry’s side while Tracey took another step back towards her room. “I’ll see you two in the morning,” Tracey told them.

Harry took Daphne’s hand and led her to the portrait door to his room. It swung open as he stood before it and the two of them walked inside. The house-elves had obviously kept the fireplace well stocked even though Harry was gone all day. Warmth filled the room from the roaring fire. A few candles slowly burned around the room but it was still fairly dim inside.

Instantly, Harry shrugged off the formal robes he had worn to the Ministry. “Merlin, I hope to never have to go to another thing like that.”

Daphne gave him a curious look as she too shrugged off her formal outer robes. “You don’t want to take up the Potter family seat when your father gives it up?”

“Not particularly,” Harry admitted. “It seems like it's so stuffy in that chamber, at least if you had to go there every week. I’d rather be outside, somewhere I can feel the wind in my hair.”

“You used to play Quidditch, didn’t you,” Daphne noted.

Harry nodded his head. “It was fun, but I think I just prefer flying to actually playing Quidditch, you know?”

Daphne smiled gently at him. “Don’t have the competitive drive?”

“Oh no, I absolutely do,” Harry chuckled as he walked over with Daphne to the chairs in front of the fire. He paused at the loveseat before deciding to sit down there. Daphne sat down softly beside him. “Flying is just one of the most relaxing things I can do. Quidditch isn’t exactly the most relaxing game.”

“No, it's not,” Daphne agreed. “What else do you do to relax?”

Harry shrugged his shoulders. “I like to cook.”

“So do I,” Daphne smiled. “My house-elves hate every time I go into the kitchen.”

Harry laughed. “So does Mipsy. She tries to do everything for me.”

The two relaxed into the loveseat beside each other. It was small enough that they sat nearly hip to hip. Harry let his arm fall easily around Daphne’s waist, pulling her right up against him as he leaned back into the soft fabric of the loveseat.

“So, what do you do to relax?” Harry asked Daphne.

“Bubble baths,” Daphne answered confidently.

Harry chuckled at the speed of her response. “Do you just soak or do you read or listen to music?” He asked her.

“Usually just lay there and think about things while I toss bubbles in the air,” Daphne blushed lightly. “Sometimes I’ll read or bring the Wizarding Wireless in, but it's nice to be alone with your thoughts.”

Harry nodded along. “Yeah it is.”

“What do you think about when you’re flying around?” Daphne asked.

A smile tugged at Harry’s lips. “Pretty girls in bubble baths.”

Daphne snorted loudly. “Maybe you’ll get a chance to see the real thing sometime,” she teased. “Maybe I’ll get to see a pretty boy in a bubble bath.”

“Is this your way of inviting me to take a bubble bath with you?” Harry laughed.

“What if it is?” Daphne challenged Harry, leaning closer towards him.

“Then I’d say that I’d be more than happy to take you up on your offer,” Harry replied. “But don’t you normally get dirty first before you take a bath?”

“Are you telling me that you don’t feel positively filthy after spending an entire day in the Ministry with all those bureaucrats?” Daphne smirked.

“I could stand to get a bit dirtier,” Harry countered with a grin.

Daphne all but pounced on Harry as she kissed him deeply and slid her hands underneath his shirt and up the smooth skin of his torso. Harry reclined back against the loveseat, adjusting himself so that Daphne could get on top of him as she slid her tongue into his mouth.

Harry groaned into the kiss as Daphne pressed her stunning body against him. The two of them kissed passionately as their tongues swirled against each other.

Daphne pulled away after several seconds of making out with him. “Merlin, I’ve wanted to do that for weeks.”

Harry chuckled as his fingers played with the hem of Daphne’s blouse. “I can’t say I haven’t thought of doing the same myself.”

“Is that . . . all you’ve thought about doing?” Daphne asked, almost nervously.

Waiting until their eyes met, Harry slowly unbuttoned the bottom button of Daphne’s blouse. “A few other things came to my mind. For one, I haven’t ever seen you naked before.”

Daphne nodded as her breathing started to quicken. “I suppose it is unfair that I’ve seen you naked but you haven’t seen me like that.”

Harry’s fingers undid another button. “Should we remedy that?” He asked Daphne, giving her the opportunity to decide whether or not things should progress further tonight.

It didn’t take more than a second’s consideration before Daphne emphatically said “Yes.”

With her hands still underneath Harry’s shirt, she eased the material smoothly up his torso. Harry reluctantly let go of Daphne’s blouse to lift his arms above his head so that Daphne could slip his shirt off. Daphne threw it off to the side as she let her hands settle back down on Harry’s chest.

Harry leaned forward and kissed Daphne’s neck as his fingers returned to her blouse. Daphne let out a soft sigh as Harry planted kisses along her neck, gently sucking at the flesh, while his fingers made short work of the remaining buttons. When the last one went free, Harry planted a final kiss on Daphne’s back before leaning back to look at her.

Now that it was her turn, Daphne seemed to be much shyer than she was moments ago. She brushed her long blond hair behind her back and gently parted her blouse, revealing the lacy white and pink bra beneath her blouse. Daphne let her blouse fall off her shoulders and down her arms to the floor behind her.

Only a thin piece of fabric blocked Harry’s sight from Daphne’s breasts. Already, the two milky white orbs of flesh looked absolutely delightful. Harry ran a hand up Daphne’s waist and along her ribcage until he reached the bottom band of her bra. Glancing up to meet Daphne’s eyes, Harry gently ran several fingers up the curve of her bra-clad breast until he was cupping it in his hand.

Daphne arched her back slightly, pushing her breasts towards Harry. As she did this, her hands slipped behind her back to the clasps that held the bra in place. Harry squeezed Daphne’s breast lightly, letting his thumb run along the exposed flesh above the cup.

It only took a moment for Daphne to unclasp her bra. As she brought her arms forward again, the two cups which covered her breasts dipped forward and down a bit. Harry could just barely glimpse inside the newly created gap, showing off more of Daphne’s lovely breasts and a hint of the pink nipples which were still mostly hidden.

Harry brought a hand up to the strap which ran over Daphne’s left shoulder and gently pulled it down her arm. The cup over her left breast fell down, revealing it fully to him. Unable to contain himself, Harry quickly tugged the other strap down and threw away Daphne’s bra as he marveled at the sight before him.

“Do you like them?” Daphne asked.

Did he like them? Merlin, what a foolish question to ask. Harry was enraptured by the mere sight of them. They were perfect. “I love them,” Harry answered huskily.

Daphne preened as she pushed her breasts towards Harry. They were incredible. The rosy pink nipples stood at attention on her perfectly rounded breasts. They were a bit smaller than Tracey’s breasts but still just a bit larger than Harry could fit in his hand.

Now, without any fabric to block the sensations, Harry cupped Daphne’s breasts with both of his hands. She gasped quietly at the contact. Harry grinned as the two perfect orbs fit naturally into his hand. He gently pinched one of her nipples in between his fingers, enjoying the way it firmed up underneath his touch.

Harry could feel his cock growing rapidly inside of his pants. While he still very much loved Tracey and was nowhere near tired of being with her, the excitement of being with someone new was nearly overwhelming. Daphne noticed his state too as his cock poked the underside of her thigh.

Daphne brought her hand down to feel Harry’s length through his trousers. She grasped his shaft, pinning it against his leg, and lightly ran her fingers up and down it. Harry glanced up at Daphne’s face. Her cheeks were tinged slightly pink and she was breathing heavily. Her lips were parted slightly, looking absolutely delectable.

Merlin, she was driving him absolutely insane.

Harry reluctantly moved his hands away from Daphne’s breasts so that he could grab the underside of her thighs. Without warning, Harry lifted Daphne into the air as he himself stood up. Thankfully, Daphne was light enough that he managed to not fall over as he got to his feet.

Daphne gasped in surprise as Harry picked her up and her arms instinctively wrapped around the back of his neck. That brought her parted lips close enough to Harry’s that he managed to steal a kiss, sucking gently on her upper lip as he solidified his hold on her. Daphne leaned into the kiss, pressing her breasts against Harry’s bare chest.

Carefully, Harry carried Daphne away from the loveseat and the fireplace over towards his large bed. The house-elves had obviously replaced the bedding with fresh linen by the time they were gone today. Harry eased Daphne back onto the duvet, letting her blond hair splay out behind her head beautifully. Daphne kept her legs around Harry’s sides and interlocked her ankles, keeping him pinned up against her. Harry kept up his assault on Daphne’s lips as he ground his hips against hers.

Just as expected, Daphne reacted with delight to Harry’s touch. Her skirt was bunched up at her waist, leaving her in just in some silk panties and stockings. Eager for what was to come, Daphne’s hands fumbled around with the buttons of Harry’s trousers. After a few seconds of awkward fumbling, Daphne managed to unbutton his trousers and pushed them down off of his hips. Harry’s underwear came down with it, letting his cock spring up eagerly.

Daphne’s fingers only just brushed up against Harry’s hard cock when he thrust his hips forward, pressing the shaft of his cock against Daphne’s panties. Daphne breathed in harshly at the sudden warmth and Harry found that he could help but brush his cock against the moist heat radiating from Daphne’s panties. The silk material let him slide back and forth easily.

Overwhelmed, Daphne broke off the kiss and took a shuddering breath. Harry smiled down at her as played with her breasts again. Through hazy eyes, Daphne stared up at Harry’s face, unable to mask the feelings of lust that were coursing through her.

“Every time you were with Tracey-” Daphne gasped again as the head of Harry’s cock swept up against her clit behind her panties. Her whole body trembled on the bed and her grip on Harry only grew tighter. “I always pictured what it would be like if I was in her place,” she finished as she struggled to maintain her breathing as Harry repeated his motions.

“You were that envious?” Harry smirked as he leaned down to kiss Daphne’s neck again.

Daphne squirmed beneath Harry. “It was hard not to be with how incredible you seemed.” Her breath was coming heavier and heavier now as Harry’s ministrations were getting to her.

Harry chuckled against Daphne’s skin, sending shivers down her spine. “I remember just a couple of weeks ago when you were masturbating to me and Tracey having sex. I wanted to walk over and take you right then and there.” To punctuate his statement, Harry cupped one of Daphne’s breasts and pressed his cock firmly against her pelvis. The sensation was enough to make him gasp at the sudden burst of pleasure that shot through his cock as it twitched against Daphne.

“Merlin, I can’t wait any longer,” Daphne groaned as she grabbed her skirt and panties in one hand. Daphne released her legs from around Harry’s waist and he stepped back to admire her as she pulled down the remaining clothing on her body.

Harry’s eyes widened as Daphne brought her legs together up in the air and pulled her skirt, panties, and stockings off. Her beautiful pink lips were revealed to him as the damp fabric of her panties peeled away from her slit. As Daphne tossed her clothes away, she rested her feet back down on the bed and opened her legs slightly, revealing herself fully to Harry.

A faint dusting of trimmed light blond hair lay just above Daphne’s pussy. Otherwise, she seemed to be completely bare down below. Her puffy pink lips parted slightly with the aid of a couple of Daphne’s fingers. Harry could see the wetness of Daphne’s opening from the dim candlelight, giving him just enough light to see all that Daphne had to offer.

Daphne was watching Harry as his eyes greedily ran over her body, carefully inspecting his reaction. A somewhat shy smile came across her lips at the sight of the hungry look on Harry’s face. “I know you really love Tracey, but I hope that I can at least-”

“Stop,” Harry interjected, stepping back up to the edge of the bed and leaning over Daphne. He planted his hands on either side of her head, making her look up at him. “You don’t need to compare yourself to her. You aren’t competing for the same spot in my heart. There’s room enough for the both of you.”

With that, Harry leaned down and kissed Daphne deeply. Her hands clung to the back of his head, holding him there, as she kissed back just as passionately.

“You’re a good man, Harry,” Daphne said when they finally broke their kiss.

“And you’re a wonderful woman,” Harry smiled easily. “One that I care a lot about.”

Daphne looked away, faintly blushing at his words. Harry’s smile grew.

Slowly, Harry slid down Daphne’s body. She brought her elbows back against the bed to push herself up a bit to watch him as he moved. Harry loved the sight of how her breasts jiggled as she repositioned herself. He got down onto his knees in front of the bed, his head placed right in between Daphne’s thighs.

Harry opened his mouth, letting his hot breath wash over Daphne. He could see the way her thighs tensed in anticipation. She was still staring down at him, watching him with captivated eyes as he kissed one of her thighs. He laid a trail of kisses down her thigh, moving towards his real target.

Grasping each of Daphne’s thighs in his hands, Harry licked along Daphne’s slit, making sure to finish the movement by gently grazing his tongue across her exposed clit. Daphne let out a quiet moan at his touch, urging Harry on.

Harry moved his tongue steadily up and down, using long and broad strokes to part her lips. He paid plenty of attention to her pussy, lavishing it with his tongue. After several strokes, he moved back up to her clit where he gently prodded at it with his tongue. Daphne let out a low moan as Harry’s tongue curled around the sensitive nub, sending bursts of pleasure throughout her body.

The bedding crumpled up beneath Daphne’s fingers as she gripped it tightly, trying to maintain some semblance of control as Harry’s tongue sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout her body. All of Harry’s practice with Tracey was clearly paying off as Daphne started to turn into putty from his actions.

“Please,” Daphne said breathlessly as Harry pulled away for a moment to plant a kiss on her thigh.

“Please what?” Harry teased as he let his tongue just barely brush across her puffy lips.

“Fuck,” Daphne groaned and tried to shift her hips so her pussy came closer to Harry’s mouth. “Please, lick me.”

As much as Harry wanted to tease this adorable beauty, he couldn’t resist diving back in for another taste of her wondrous body. He brought one of his hands around to gently touch Daphne’s clit while his tongue started making shallow thrusts inside of her pussy. Harry opened his lips wide, ensuring that all of Daphne’s juices that trickled out of her landed properly in his mouth.

The pleasure was growing to be too much for Daphne. She couldn’t keep her arms steady enough to let her watch Harry anymore. She let herself fall back against the bed with a thud as she shut her eyes tight. Her hands reached down and ran through the hair on Harry’s head as he continued to lick her.

Daphne’s thighs suddenly tightened up and she brought them together on either side of Harry’s head as his tongue brushed across her clit again. He slowly slid a finger inside of her pussy, feeling her tight walls clench around him. He could feel her pulsing around his finger with every lick he gave her.

Daphne’s breathing was becoming ragged as Harry kept up his assault on her clit. He was careful not to overwhelm Daphne completely and he was mindful of how much pressure he applied, but his actions kept building up the fire inside of her body.

“I’m so close,” Daphne cried out as her fingers gripped Harry’s hair on his head.

Harry peered up to see Daphne’s breasts heaving up and down in the most beautiful way. His cock was aching so badly. He absolutely needed to be inside of her, but the visceral reactions he was getting from Daphne as he pleasured her made him hold on.

Harry puckered his lips around Daphne’s clit and gently sucked on as he rubbed his finger against her g-spot inside of her pussy. Instantly, Daphne clenched up around him and let out an incredible moan as a massive blast of pure bliss coursed through her body.

Daphne cried out in pleasure as she came hard. Her entire body shook as her orgasm took over her mind. Daphne’s eyes shut tight as she held Harry’s head in place as he continued his actions. Her legs shot straight out as wave after wave of pleasure left her mind completely blank.

A gasping breath broke her sounds of pleasure as Daphne regained enough control to fully relax into the fading pleasure that still sent pleasant tingles throughout her body. Her grip on Harry relaxed and her entire body sank down against the bed in pure relief as she felt better than she had in what felt like forever.

It brought Harry an incredible amount of pleasure himself to see what his actions did to Daphne. He licked clean all of the juices around her puffy lips and, once Daphne’s orgasm had subsided and she was catching her breath, he started to kiss his way up her body.

Harry left a series of kisses up Daphne’s midsection, over her belly button, and up into the valley of her breasts. Harry took a moment to enjoy the sensation of Daphne’s breasts on either side of his face, kissing each one as he continued to slide his way up her body. Daphne met his lips hungrily with her own, kissing him deeply as she showed just how much she adored what he had just done to her.

As the head of Harry’s cock brushed across Daphne’s pussy, both of them shivered. Harry pulled back from the kiss as Daphne settled her arms over his shoulders and around the back of his neck. They stared into each other’s eyes for several seconds as they drank in the sight of one another.

“Go on,” Daphne said, urging Harry on as her body begged for him to get inside of her. With her first orgasm just barely lingering inside of her system, she craved more of Harry’s touch.

Harry’s cock jumped at Daphne’s words, brushing against her again. It took everything in his willpower not to just jam his cock inside of her and start fucking her right away. Though he knew Daphne didn’t have her hymen anymore, this was still the first time she would be fucking a man. He had to do this right.

Harry reached in between their bodies to grasp his cock. He dragged the head up and down in between Daphne’s pink lips, lubricating himself with her juices. After a few strokes, he had enough on him that he felt safe to start to push the head of his cock inside of Daphne.

The two of them let out simultaneous groans as the tip of Harry’s cock pushed inside of Daphne’s pussy. She was so tight around him. Hot, wet walls clung to him, trying to suck him further inside of her. Harry curled his toes as he fought the urge to do just that. Instead, he slowly pushed forward.

Daphne watched, holding her breath, as Harry slowly pushed his cock inside of her inch by inch. He regularly jerked his hips back slightly to help spread the lubrication around his cock, making it easier to slip inside of Daphne. She tried to relax her walls so that it would be a smoother process, but she couldn’t help but tighten up around him.

Inch by inch, Harry’s cock made its way inside of Daphne’s pussy. He was nearly all the way inside of her when he felt the head of his cock pressed up against her back wall. Harry relaxed his hips and leaned forward to give Daphne a quick peck on the lips.

“Does it feel okay inside of you?” Harry asked Daphne, making sure that she was still comfortable.

“Mm hmm,” Daphne nodded and smiled at him. It was certainly an unusual sensation, but the practice she and Tracey had with their toys over the summer had helped to prepare her for this. She could feel her pussy working to accommodate Harry’s sizable girth inside of her. “Just start a bit slower and I’ll be fine.”

Harry smiled brightly back at Daphne, glancing down in between them to see where their bodies met. He loved the sight of his cock connecting them. Harry let his body relax as he got settled on top of Daphne. Her legs wrapped themselves around his waist perfectly, and her arms pulled his chest down onto hers.

“Merlin, I love your breasts,” Harry muttered as their chests pressed against each other. Daphne’s squishy breasts felt wonderful beneath him. He wiggled his eyebrows at her and reached between them to playfully pinch one of her nipples, eliciting a squeal of laughter from Daphne.

“Stop it,” Daphne laughed, slapping Harry’s hand away.

Harry took that opportunity to kiss Daphne again. His tongue slipped easily into her mouth and swirled around inside of it as he rocked his hips against hers. Daphne moaned into Harry’s mouth as his cock swirled around inside of her pussy, making her feel delightfully full.

Taking care to move slowly, Harry eased his hips backwards so that his cock began to slide back out of Daphne’s pussy. He moved carefully, letting Daphne get used to the new sensations, until just the head of his cock still remained inside of her. Then, he reversed his motions and slowly pushed himself back in.

Daphne tightened her legs around Harry’s waist, applying pressure to help guide him back inside of her. It made it easier as Harry took her cues to help set the pace. Her tight folds sucked him back inside of her. They clung to his shaft, trying to coax out his cum already.

As the pair broke apart to catch their breaths, they both looked down to watch as Harry’s cock smoothly slid inside of Daphne’s pussy again. Daphne moaned at the sensation, grabbing one of her breasts and pinching her nipple as she sucked in a deep breath. “You can start to move a bit faster now.”

Breathlessly, Harry nodded. Daphne didn’t know just how beautiful she looked to Harry in that moment. With her eyes shut, lost to the pleasure she was feeling, her hand cupping her perfect breast, and her tight pussy massaging his cock, Harry knew that he would do anything Daphne asked if only so he could spend another second basking in her beauty.

Reeling his hips back a bit faster this time, Harry pushed his cock back in. The increased friction made his thighs tighten up as a burst of pleasure radiated from his cock. Daphne groaned as Harry’s cock filled her back up, stretching her pussy.

Daphne’s inner walls were driving Harry mad. As he fucked Daphne, he incrementally increased the speed of his thrusts until he was closer to the normal rhythm that he and Tracey used. It was different with Daphne though. The way her body reacted to his made him fuck her a little bit more slowly than he did Tracey, but the pleasure was just as good.

As Harry fucked Daphne, she started to roll her hips in time with his thrusts. As Harry drove his cock forward, Daphne pushed against him, forcing his cock inside of her. Harry groaned as Daphne tightened up around his cock again, stalling his movements.

Both Harry and Daphne paused there, panting as they looked at each other. They were both flushed and overwhelmed by what was going on. Daphne bucked her hips against Harry and smiled as he let out a low groan as his cock pushed as deep inside of her pussy as it could go.

“You’re absolutely gorgeous,” Harry breathed out.

Daphne snorted lightly but still smiled at his words. “On my back, covered in sweat?”

Harry chuckled and cupped her face with one of his hands. “You’re always gorgeous, but especially right now.” Harry kissed Daphne, running his thumb along her cheek.

As they kissed, Harry started moving his hips again. Back and forth he moved, driving his cock in and out of Daphne’s incredible pussy. Daphne used her legs, still wrapped around Harry’s waist, to help him slam his cock inside of her. Each thrust made Daphne make a small sound of pleasure as he hit just the right spot inside of her. From this angle, as he bottomed out inside of her, his pelvis brushed up against her clit, sending more sparks of pleasure throughout her body.

“Merlin,” Daphne gasped as Harry’s cock filled her up yet again. “You feel so good.”

Harry grunted. His cock was on fire with pleasure as Daphne’s inner walls tried to make him cum. He was holding on for as long as he could, but it was an incredible challenge. That being said, he couldn’t make himself slow down at all. Daphne just felt too incredible against him.

Harry and Daphne’s bodies molded to each other as they kissed and fucked. They rubbed up against each other as Harry worked his hips rapidly, letting his cock fill Daphne’s hot pussy over and over again. Though both of them were short on breath, neither of them stopped kissing each other.

In near perfect unison, they both let out cries of pleasure as they both orgasmed. Daphne’s mouth opened in a silent scream as Harry grunted loudly, slamming his hips against her as he started to pump his cum deep inside of her pussy. Daphne tightened up around Harry’s cock, squeezing the cum out of his shaft and into her.

Harry’s balls ached as he spilled his seed inside of Daphne. His hips moved erratically, making tiny thrusts against Daphne as he eked out every bit of pleasure that he could in that moment. Daphne clung to Harry tightly as her body was left alight with pleasure.

When Harry finally finished, his body relaxed on top of Daphne’s. He could feel her pussy still pulsing around his cock as her own orgasm started to wear off. With his chest heaving, Harry rolled onto his side. He rolled Daphne with him, keeping his cock buried inside of her pussy. Her breasts heaved as she too worked to catch her breath.

After several moments, Daphne let out a long and shaky breath. “That was incredible.”

Harry grinned and gave her a peck on the lips. “You were incredible.”

Daphne’s eyes lit up. “I can’t believe I didn’t just fuck you at the start of this year. Merlin, if I knew it was going to be this good . . .” she trailed off.

“We’ll make up for lost time,” Harry assured her.

As Harry’s cock softened, he adjusted himself so that he slipped out of Daphne’s pussy. A bit of his cum trickled out down onto her thighs.

Together, the two of them scooted up to the top of the bed where they slipped under the covers. Daphne pushed Harry’s chest so he rolled onto his back. With a content sigh, Daphne flung a leg over one of his and cozied up against his side. She rested her head on top of his chest. Harry slipped an arm around Daphne’s back and pulled her tightly against him.

Harry considered himself lucky for how this year had played out so far. Though things with Cyrus proved to be a great challenge, everything resolved favorably. Now, they could all go back to living their lives. Harry could be together with both Tracey and Daphne.

Harry couldn’t help but smile down at Daphne as she slowly drifted off to sleep. She was so wonderful. With her and Tracey at his side, no matter what the future held, Harry knew that he would always be happy.

Chapter 16

“There is no way that you could last a whole day!” Tracey laughed loudly as she kicked up her legs onto the couch.

“You sound so sure of yourself,” Harry rolled his eyes as he took another sip of his firewhiskey. As he swallowed the fiery drink, Daphne sat down on his lap and kissed him. The blond witch slid her tongue along his lips before gently pushing it into his mouth.

Daphne hummed contently as she tasted the remnants of the firewhiskey in Harry’s mouth. She pulled away from Harry with a satisfied grin. “You definitely wouldn’t last a day if this is anything to go by.” Daphne emphasized her point by shifting in Harry’s lap so that his growing erection pushed against the curve of her ass.

Merlin, Harry wanted to kiss her again. “I’m pretty sure I could last an entire day,” he said to the two witches. “I mean, it is only Tracey I’d have to deal with, right?” He teased her.

“Hey!” Tracey exclaimed, sloshing the wine in the glass in her hand around wildly as she sat up. “I take offense to that!”

Daphne chuckled. “It’s just because I’m new,” she said seductively, running her hand up Harry’s chest.

She wasn’t wrong. Ever since they had first had sex, every day had been a struggle not to tear Daphne’s clothes off and fuck her constantly. Daphne was absolutely gorgeous, and she knew it too. But rather than act in a more overt manner like Tracey did, Daphne made much smaller gestures to indicate her interest in Harry. An offhand compliment here and there, a gentle touch on his arm, a smoldering look. She knew just how to set his body on fire with everything that she did.

It was incredible. Daphne was the second person he had ever had sex with. It was strange just how different sex could be with different people. Everything felt completely different, and Harry even found that he acted differently towards Daphne than he did Tracey. With Tracey, there was a certain degree of familiarity which shaped their actions towards one another. With Daphne, it was like every encounter was a brand new adventure. This would change in time, but Harry was thoroughly enjoying the newness of their relationship.

Harry wormed his arm around Daphne’s waist, placing his fingers firmly against the flesh of her inner thigh. Daphne raised an eyebrow at Harry, looking down at him with an amused expression on her face.

“Merlin, is this what Harry and I looked like when we just started being together?” Tracey joked as she took in the sight of Harry and Daphne flirting with each other.

Daphne smiled brilliantly at Harry and reached down to touch his fingers with her own. “No, you two were much, much worse.”

“Right,” Tracey rolled her eyes. Despite her joking, she kept her gaze focused on Harry and Daphne as they playfully touched each other.

Daphne squirmed more on Harry’s lap, grinding her ass against his hard cock. Harry suppressed a groan and moved his fingers up Daphne’s thigh towards her crotch. His fingers slipped beneath her short skirt along her black tights.

“You know,” Daphne murmured, leaning in close to Harry’s ear. “I’m not wearing anything underneath these.”

Harry’s eyes lit up with excitement, making Daphne laugh. She reached over for Harry’s glass of firewhiskey and took a sip of her own as Harry’s fingers ran over the thin fabric that covered her pussy. She wasn’t lying. Harry could feel her lips hidden just behind this. It would be so easy to . . .

Without warning, Harry grabbed the tights at Daphne’s crotch and pulled at the fabric. He brought his other hand around to help, tearing a small hole in the tights. Harry’s fingers quickly ran up Daphne’s now exposed pussy before circling her clit.

Daphne froze in his lap in surprise, nearly spluttering on the firewhiskey. “I didn’t mean for you to rip my clothes off,” she coughed.

“Oops,” Harry shrugged with a grin on his face. Tracey snorted from the couch across from them. Harry peered around Daphne’s body to look over at Tracey. She grinned back at him, urging him on with some lewd gestures.

Harry grabbed Daphne’s waist and spun her around so that she was facing him, straddling his waist. His hands made their way up to her chest where they deftly undid the top few buttons of her blouse. More of Daphne’s creamy flesh was revealed to him, including her amazing breasts. Harry grinned at the sight of them. Like Tracey, Daphne had recently taken to very rarely wearing her bra and panties. She always took them off when they were in their rooms. Daphne’s breasts popped out of her blouse and up against Harry’s face.

Daphne moaned as she ground her pussy against Harry’s cock which was still hidden in his trousers. Eager for more, Daphne’s fingers unzipped his trousers and quickly fished out his cock.

Harry let out his own moan of pleasure as Daphne’s hot lips pressed down against his shaft. Daphne dragged her hips forward, leaving a trail of her wet juices along his cock. Daphne’s body shivered on top of Harry’s and she pushed her breasts against his face.

“Merlin, I can’t wait any longer,” Daphne muttered as she reached in between herself and Harry and grasped his cock. Arching her back to raise her hips, Daphne angled Harry’s cock upwards and sank down on it with a long and satisfied moan.

Harry groaned as his cock was enveloped by Daphne’s tight pussy. The heat radiating from her made his cock jump in excitement and feel incredibly sensitive as Daphne’s walls squeezed his cock. Daphne’s thighs slowly slid down against Harry’s as she took his cock nearly all the way inside of her, only stopping once she couldn’t spread her legs any wider.

Daphne slumped forward, burying her face in Harry’s shoulder as he grabbed each of her tights-covered ass cheeks in his hands. His fingers dug into her flesh, leaving red imprints on the exposed parts of her skin as he released the two beautiful globes.

Across from them, Tracey had hiked up her own skirt. She was laying down on her back, her head tilted to the side to watch Harry and Daphne. She had one leg lifted high in the air with her heel resting over the lip of the back of the couch. Her own black tights lay discarded on the floor beside the couch. Tracey’s pussy lay bare, exposed to the open air, and she was gently playing with her clit.

The expression on Tracey’s face made Harry’s hips involuntarily thrust upwards against Daphne, making him shudder as a burst of pleasure ran through his cock. Tracey was watching them through lust-filled eyes. She was lightly biting her lip as she rubbed at her clit. Her other hand was underneath her crisp white button-up shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra so Harry could plainly see the outline of her nipples against her shirt. Her hand was cupping one of her breasts, tweaking one of her nipples.

When Tracey noticed Harry watching her, she smiled and sank two of her fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Harry, in turn, thrust his hips up against Daphne’s again. The blond woman moaned into his shoulder, raiding her hips upwards slightly so that Harry could have more range of movement as he thrust up into her.

Harry squeezed Daphne’s ass as he thrust up into her pussy. His balls bounced off the underside of her ass as he thrust up, sending another little shockwave of pleasure and lust through him. Daphne’s pussy was so hot and tight around his cock, and she was incredibly wet. Her juices leaked around his shaft, dripping down the exposed parts of his cock. Harry drove his cock back all the way inside of Daphne’s pussy.

Daphne let out a little cry and let her hips fall back down with Harry’s as he pulled back. She bounced loudly against his lap, clenching her pussy around his cock.

“Fuck,” Tracey moaned from her spot on the couch. Her eyes were still focused clearly on the action, watching as Daphne started to ride Harry’s cock. As Daphne’s hips moved up and down, filling her pussy back up over and over again with Harry’s cock, Tracey did her best to match Daphne’s pace with her fingers.

Putting her hands on Harry’s shoulders, Daphne pushed slightly away from him as she used her thigh and core muscles to ride his cock. Harry loved the sight of her breasts bouncing up and down. Only the top few buttons of Daphne’s blouse were undone so her breasts were being held up by her blouse.

The hole in Daphne’s tights grew slightly larger as she bounced on top of Harry’s cock. With her hips spread out wide, Daphne rose all the way until just the head of Harry’s cock was inside of her before letting gravity take hold. The sound of her ass bouncing against Harry’s thighs loudly rang out in the room, and the sounds of all three occupants moaning in ecstasy kept up a constant state of erotic noises.

It was so hard not to just cum in Daphne’s beautiful pussy right away. Even time she and Harry fucked, he struggled to hold on. Her beautiful blond hair, stunning figure, magnificent breasts, and tight pussy all wreaked havoc on his stamina.

Daphne must have seen the signs of struggle on his face because she just smirked at him. She kept bouncing away wildly on Harry’s cock, panting from the pleasure and exertion. “Are you getting close?” She asked in a teasing tone.

Harry groaned and met Daphne’s downward drop with an upwards thrust of his own. Their bodies smacked together and Daphne let out a surprised gasp and moan as Harry’s cock filled up her sooner than expected. “You know I am,” Harry said as his hands squeezed Daphne’s ass.

Daphne grinned at him and ground her hips against his, moving back and forth and then in a circular motion as she swirled Harry’s cock inside of her pussy. “Good,” she said as she made a small bounce on his cock. She brought her lips close to his ear. “I want you to cum inside of me,” she whispered to him.

“Then fuck me,” Harry retorted.

A wave of pleasure overcame Harry as Daphne took his words to heart. She started riding him just as fast as before, making her pussy stroke his cock constantly. Her tight warmth surrounded him so completely. It felt absolutely incredible.

Daphne moved her hips so smoothly, sliding her wet pussy up and down Harry’s cock with ease. It only took a few seconds before Harry felt the build up start in his balls.

With a loud groan, Harry felt the first spurt of cum shoot up out of his cock into Daphne’s pussy. She kept riding him, forcing spurt after spurt of cum into her pussy. Harry pulled Daphne’s ass down, slamming her hips down onto his, as he let out the last couple of spurts inside of her.

Smiling, Daphne came in and kissed Harry passionately on the lips. She moved her hips slowly against his, coaxing out what pleasure was left to be had in that moment. Harry moaned into Daphne’s mouth, letting his tongue dance with hers.

It was only when Daphne pulled away from the kiss that Harry noticed that Tracey wasn’t over at the couch anymore. Daphne noticed his confused gaze and turned her head to look for herself.

Tracey was kneeling down on the ground right below Harry and Daphne. She was panting like them, and her fingers were still playing with her pussy. When she saw Harry and Daphne notice her, she looked up at them. “Do you mind if I clean you two off?” Tracey asked with a lust-filled look.

Harry felt Daphne’s pussy clench around his cock. He looked up at her pink-tinged face. Daphne looked at him and nodded. “Not at all,” Harry answered for them.

He was immediately rewarded as he felt Tracey’s tongue begin to lather his balls. Some of Daphne’s juices had dripped down far enough that they reached him there, and Tracey was determined to clean it all up. Harry moaned as the sensitive organs were cleaned up. Tracey’s tongue continued up to the base of his shaft, licking around right below where Daphne’s pussy lips sat.

Harry felt Daphne stiffen up immediately when Tracey’s tongue touched her. The brunette was licking right where Harry and Daphne’s bodies met. “Lift yourself up, slowly,” Tracey told Daphne.

Complying with the request, Daphne started to raise herself off of Harry’s cock. As she did this, a thick glob of Harry’s cum escaped her pussy and dripped down his cock. Tracey wasted no time in licking that up too. As more and more of Harry’s cock was exposed, Tracey continued to lick him clean.

Harry’s cock finally flopped out of Daphne’s pussy and Tracey immediately took the entire thing into her mouth. Harry hissed as his still-sensitive cock was engulfed by Tracey’s warm mouth and tongue, but it still felt incredible. Tracey quickly licked him clean before releasing his cock from her mouth with a loud popping sound.

Tracey’s gaze turned over towards Daphne who had laid back against the back of the loveseat, sitting on top of one of Harry’s thighs. Daphne watched as Tracey moved closer and closer in between her legs. Harry wrapped an arm around Daphne’s waist, feeling her tense up in anticipation.

Tracey probed Daphne’s pussy with her tongue, licking at the mixture of Daphne’s juices and Harry’s cum that was still slowly dripping out of her. Daphne moaned and wiggled on Harry’s thigh as she relaxed into the experience.

With a shiver, Daphne relaxed back against Harry’s chest as Tracey ate her out. It was an incredible sight, watching as Daphne grew more and more flustered as Tracey licked her clean.

Harry loved the sensation of Daphne wiggling around on his leg. She seemed determined to stay pressed up against him as she lost herself to her pleasure. Tracey’s breasts were pressed up against his leg as she licked Daphne’s pussy. Seeing his two attendants like this started to make him hard again.

It was impossible for Harry to resist the temptation. He started stroking his hard cock as he nibbled on Daphne’s ear. She let out a moan at his sudden touch, and Harry cupped one of her breasts with his hand.

Naturally, Tracey noticed what Harry was doing. She started making doe eyes at him as he stroked his cock. Merlin, he loved the sight of her on her knees licking up his cum out of Daphne’s pussy. At the start of this year, he never could have imagined that he’d end up in a situation like this.

Daphne’s movements grew erratic as she grasped Tracey’s head and held her mouth in place against her pussy. Tracey happily obliged, licked and swirling her tongue around Daphne’s clit. Though Daphne was thoroughly licked clean by now, neither of the two witches wanted to stop what they were doing.

“Merlin,” Daphne breathed out heavily as her thighs tensed up. She twisted her neck as far as it would go and offered her parted lips to Harry. Harry had to lean forward awkwardly to capture Daphne’s lips in a messy kiss, but it was completely worth it as Daphne started to cum within seconds.

Daphne couldn’t hold the kiss for longer than a few moments before she took a gasping breath in as she came. Tracey kept up her ministrations, sending explosions of pleasure through Daphne’s body. Harry held Daphne’s waist firmly, keeping her against him. She let out a mixture of various sounds of pleasure, squeezing her eyes tight shut, before she released the breath she had been holding. Her chest heaved up and down as the orgasm started to subside.

“Mmm,” Daphne moaned as Tracey gave her one last lick before pulling away. Daphne looked to be in a stupor as she slid off Harry’s leg to be in between him and the arm of the chair. Harry moved to the side, letting Daphne get curled up beside him.

“Looks like someone is still ready for more,” Tracey said, gesturing to Harry’s erect cock which was still in his hand.

A devilish smile flickered across Harry’s lips. “Well, maybe I should do something about that.”

Getting to his feet swiftly, Harry lunged at Tracey before she had a chance to move. She laughed as she tried to wiggle her way out of his grip, but he was too big and strong. Harry pushed her down onto her hands and knees. He flipped her skirt up, exposing her ass and pussy to him.

With one strong thrust, Harry pushed himself inside of Tracey’s well-lubricated pussy. The brunette groaned as Harry filled her up so suddenly and her body was jostled forward from his hips smacking against her plump ass.

Harry fucked Tracey hard and fast. It was one of her favourite ways to have sex. She was always egging Harry on to be rougher, especially in the halls of Hogwarts. Harry wasn’t always in the mood for something like this, but after witnessing what he just did, he just wanted to shove his cock inside of Tracey and make her moan.

And moan she did. Harry gripped Tracey’s hips tightly as he pulled her ass back against him as he slammed his hips forward. The sound of their fucking filled the room as the pair began to pant at the fast and rough fucking.

Pulling back one hand, Harry smacked Tracey’s ass. She moaned lustfully and her pussy tightened up around his cock. “Fuck,” Tracey moaned loudly as her arms fell. She landed on her elbows and crossed her arms, letting her head rest against them as Harry fucked her.

With her head down on the floor and her ass up in the air, Tracey let Harry fuck her hard. Both of them were panting, their bodies sweaty as they bounced off of each other. Harry grabbed Tracey’s ass in his hands and kneaded the wonderful flesh.

A sudden burst of pleasure brought Harry’s cock to a halt deep inside of Tracey. He let out a groan as his grip on her ass tightened momentarily. Tracey made the most wonderful noises as Harry’s cock left her feeling pleasantly full.

Slowly, Harry pulled his hips back. He watched as Tracey’s pussy clung to the shaft of his cock, reluctant to let him go. Her lips dragged against his cock as he pulled back until just the head was still inside of her.

“Merlin, your pussy is incredible,” Harry muttered as he dragged a finger along where their bodies met.

“Then show it your appreciation by fucking it some more,” Tracey whined as she wiggled her ass at Harry, pushing his cock around inside of her pussy.

Fuck, Harry couldn’t resist her. His hips slammed forward and he filled her up again. His balls smacked off of her pussy and clit, leaving Harry’s mind blank with pleasure.

Harry pistoned his cock in and out of Tracey’s pussy recklessly. All that mattered was that the two of them got as much pleasure as quickly as possible. The way her pussy trembled around his cock let Harry know that Tracey was feeling just as good as he was.

The pure bliss that Harry’s cock felt as it pounded Tracey’s pussy was nearly overwhelming. His cock was hypersensitive to the point of driving him wild. Harry’s eyes closed as he squeezed Tracey’s ass tightly and fucked her pussy.

Harry’s second orgasm of the night arrived very suddenly. Lost to the pleasure, Harry didn’t even realize that he was about to cum until it was too late.

Cum shot out of Harry’s cock as he slammed his hips against Tracey’s ass, pushing himself as deep as he could go. He reeled his hips back just to drive his cock right back inside of her pussy as another burst of cum shot into Tracey.

Harry let out a guttural groan as Tracey’s pussy milked his cock, pulsing around him. He collapsed on top of Tracey’s back as he pressed himself against her plump ass, pushing her down until she was lying down flat on the floor.

Harry made a series of tiny thrusts, letting Tracey’s pussy squeeze out the last few drops of cum from his cock. He gave a satisfied sigh as he planted a kiss on Tracey’s cheek. She smiled back at him.

“I love it when you take me like that,” Tracey said as she wiggled her butt against him. “It gives me an excuse to take a hot bath afterward to relax.”

“I think I could use one too,” Daphne spoke up for the first time in a few minutes. She was still curled up atop the chair Harry had fucked her on. She was watching them with a lazy smile on her face.

Harry groaned as he pulled his sensitive cock out of Tracey. It was covered in a mixture of his and her fluids. “I’ll go start the water for you two.”

“Ah, wait just a second,” Daphne stopped him before he could walk away.

Harry turned just in time to see Daphne dropping to her knees in front of him. Her warm mouth engulfed his semi-hard cock, licking and sucking it clean. Daphne wasn’t as experienced at this as Tracey was, but  she made a valiant effort to eek out any last dregs of pleasure for Harry.

Daphne released his cock with a bright smile. “All clean.” Her eyes glanced over to Tracey who was still laying on the floor. “Now it's your turn.”

Tracey laughed loudly as Daphne positioned herself in between Tracey’s legs. “Merlin, we’re never going to stop fucking each other, are we?”

Harry chuckled and left the two women to it as he went to run a hot bath for them. The tub in his bathroom was easily big enough for all three of them to fit in, but Harry wanted to take a shower instead. He was feeling quite tired and wanted a full night's rest before tomorrow.

The sounds of Tracey’s moans filtered into the bathroom just as Harry got the temperature just right. He left the tub to fill itself as he walked back out to see Tracey biting down on her arm while Daphne’s head moved slightly in between her legs.

At the sound of Harry’s return, Daphne popped her head back up. She slid a couple fingers inside of Tracey’s pussy and started searching for any remaining cum inside of her. “You know what the three of us were talking about earlier?” Daphne prompted Harry as she licked her fingers clean.

“Not really.” Harry couldn’t remember much about that due to the two beautiful witches in front of him.

Daphne helped Tracey to sit up. The two women leaned against each other, shoulder to shoulder, as they looked up at Harry. “Tracey bet that you couldn’t last a day of her teasing you before you gave in and fucked her,” Daphne explained.

“I still stand by that,” Tracey grinned. “There’s no way that Harry could withstand my feminine charms.”

Tracey pouted as Harry snorted at her words.

“Why don’t we make this bet a reality?” Daphne suggested.

Harry’s lips twitched. “What would the stakes be?”

Daphne glanced over at Tracey who just shrugged back at her. “If you win, you get to do whatever you want to us for a week.”

Harry snorted. “You’re both my attendants. Technically I can make you two do that anyway.”

“Shh, just play along,” Tracey smiled at him.

“And if Tracey wins, we get to do whatever we want with you for a week,” Daphne continued.

Hmm. That didn’t sound like that bad of an idea, Harry thought to himself. At the very least, it could prove to be very interesting. “Alright, I’m game, but we’ll have to set some ground rules first.”

“Like what?” Tracey asked.

“Like how far your teasing can go,” Harry said

The two women started whispering to each other. “How about anything goes,” Tracey said. “I can use all of my tools at my disposal but you can’t ever react to what I’m doing. That means no taking control and no thrusting your hips.”

“I’m not so immune to you that I can stop myself from accidentally thrusting back against you,” Harry pointed out.

“Daphne can be the judge to see if go outside of the spirit of the bet then,” Tracey countered.

“That sounds good with me,” Daphne agreed excitedly.

“Fine,” Harry said, “but I want to have three half-hour breaks which I can use whenever I want. And this only lasts from when I start breakfast until I finish dinner.”

“That sounds fair enough to me,” Tracey nodded.

Daphne’s eyes flickered between Harry and Tracey. “Then shake hands and the bet will be on!”

As Tracey got to her feet, she purposefully bounced a little. Harry’s eyes immediately latched onto the sight of her jiggling breasts. “Oh, this is going to be too easy,” Tracey grinned as she stuck out her hand.

Harry didn’t let her words distract him as he kept his gaze on her breasts. He accepted Tracey’s hand and shook it, before giving one of her nipples a playful pinch. “Go take your bath,” he told her.

Tracey helped Daphne to her feet and the two women went off towards the bathroom together, whispering to each other in conspiratorial tones the whole way. As they reached the bathroom, they simultaneously looked back at Harry and grinned toothily at him.

“Merlin,” Harry muttered as he watched them disappear into the bathroom. “What have I just gotten myself into?”

Chapter 17

The following morning started quite normally. He woke up with Daphne on his left and Tracey on his right, both resting their heads against his shoulders. The two women had wordlessly agreed as to who got which side and it had been that way ever since.

Tracey and Daphne both woke up moments after Harry did as he stretched out his legs.

“Morning,” Tracey muttered sleepily as she gave Harry and then Daphne each a quick peck on the lips. She slipped out of bed and onto her feet, stretching her nude body perfectly as candles in the room were magically lit. Tracey glanced back at Harry and Daphne with a smile like usual. She loved to catch them watching her.

Daphne got out of bed too with a reluctant sigh and Harry followed suit. Together, the three of them sleepily made their way into the bathroom where the shower was already running thanks to the house-elves. The larger than normal stall had three faucets, one for each of them. Each faucet was angled towards the center of the stall though so they could be right beside each other.

It was a great place to have sex, Harry and Tracey had long since learned. Though, there wouldn’t be any of that today. The bet wasn’t set to start until they got down to breakfast in the Great Hall. Harry needed to conserve himself until then.

As usual, Harry helped Tracey and Daphne wash their hair. He rejected the offer to lather their bodies with soap, however. Tracey didn’t push him, though Daphne did give him a silent pout before she turned her back to him and let the water run down her front.

Once they were all cleaned and magically dried, they returned to the main room. As they got dressed, Tracey did her normal routine of teasing him but she never pushed too far. It was then that Harry first saw the determined gleam in her eyes. She was just riling him up for what was to come.

Eventually, they were all dressed in their standard Hogwarts uniforms. And, as per usual, Tracey wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her skirt was just above knee-height and her stockings went just above that, stopping at mid-thigh. He could see her pink nipples pressed against the white fabric of her button-down shirt, but they were quickly obscured as she put her black outer robes over her shirt.

Together, Harry, Tracey, and Daphne all made their way down towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Hermione and Draco were already sitting there side-by-side eating, and surprisingly Ron was just across from them.

“Alright, mate?” Ron said with a smile as Harry approached.

“Yeah, you?” Harry replied as he sat down on the bench beside Hermione. She flashed him a quick smile before returning to her quiet discussion with Draco.

“Can’t complain,” Ron shrugged. “Just busy wrapping up the last essay I have due before the winter break.”

Harry was simultaneously excited and nervous about the winter break. It would be a great time to relax and celebrate with his family, but he was also supposed to be marrying Daphne. It wasn’t a perfect situation, but Harry was relatively happy with it. That didn’t lessen his nervousness over the situation though.

“Are you going back home for the holidays?” Harry asked Ron.

“Mm hmm,” Ron hummed as he ate a spoonful of scrambled eggs. “But I think we might be going round to Sirius’s place for Christmas. Mum mentioned in a letter that he invited all of us.”

Harry smiled. “It’ll be great to see you there. I think the three of us-” Harry gestured over to where Daphne and Tracey had sat down beside him but Tracey was nowhere to be seen. He frowned at Daphne in confusion but the blond-haired woman just smiled innocently back at him.

A hand on Harry’s thigh told him exactly where Tracey was. “The bet starts now,” she whispered from beneath the table with a quiet giggle. Hermione noticed Tracey’s head appear in between Harry’s thighs and snorted loudly, giving Harry an amused look.

“What were you saying, Harry?” Ron asked, calling Harry’s attention back over to him.

“I was just saying that Tracey and Daphne will be coming with me too,” Harry replied as Tracey’s hands deftly unzipped his trousers and pulled out his flaccid cock. Her warm fingers danced around his shaft, trying to stir a reaction from him.

Harry did all he could to not react. He had to pretend like nothing unusual was happening.

“That’ll be nice,” Ron said earnestly. He looked over at Daphne. “All of Sirius’s Christmases are amazing.”

Daphne smiled at Ron. “I’m looking forward to it.”

As Daphne engaged Ron in conversation, Harry felt Tracey’s soft lips touch the tip of his rapidly hardening cock. It was almost painful not to be able to lift his hips slightly to urge Tracey on. The witch seemed to be wanting to take her time with it. She ever so slowly pushed her lips against the head of his cock, letting her tongue dart out in between the tiny gap she left to lick his cock.

Tracey moved lower, kissing her way down his shaft. She grasped his cock in her hand, moving it around so that she could kiss every single inch of it. When Harry took the opportunity to glance down at Tracey, he saw her beautiful eyes looking up at him sparkling with amusement.

Harry forced himself to take a bite of his toast as Tracey continued her infuriatingly slow ministrations. He could feel her hot breath all over his cock, and it made him ache. He wanted to be inside of her.

As though Tracey read his mind, she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and took him inside of her rapidly. Tracey pressed her face down into Harry’s crotch as she took nearly his entire length into her mouth in a single go. The overwhelming sensations made Harry cough on the piece of toast he was swallowing.

“You alright there, Harry?” Hermione asked him innocently.

“Yeah,” Harry coughed into his arm. He could see the subtle amused smirk on Hermione’s lips. Clearly she’d spent too much time around Draco.

Daphne leaned over to whisper into his ear. “Remember, you aren’t supposed to react to Tracey.”

Harry shot her a mild glare. “I know that.”

Daphne shrugged and ate another piece of melon off of her plate.

Finally, Tracey came up for air. As she opened her mouth and pulled her head away, a long strand of saliva connected Harry’s cock to her mouth. Tracey broke the connection with her tongue and quickly lapped up the excess saliva on Harry’s cock.

Giving Harry’s cock a couple quick pumps with her hand, Tracey started to suckle on the head. Her pursed lips created a perfect seal which allowed her to suck hard. Tracey’s tongue ran all over the head of his cock, looking for his weak points. Harry had to bite back a groan as she found a sensitive spot.

Harry’s hands twitched. He nearly went to grab the back of Tracey’s head, but he forced himself to stop. Daphne, ever vigilant, merely smiled and nodded at his restraint. Tracey was giving her all today, and Harry was about ready to lose the bet after just a few minutes.

“Morning, Harry.”

Harry craned his neck to see his mother Lily walking over towards him. Immediately, he looked down worriedly at Tracey who was still sucking his cock eagerly.

“Don’t worry about it,” Daphne whispered to Harry. “Your mum told both of us that she’s fine if she sees us doing stuff with you in public.”

Daphne’s words didn’t exactly ease Harry’s anxiety about the upcoming encounter. What was worse was that Harry couldn’t do anything to stop it, lest he move and lose the bet. He considered throwing in the towel for just a moment, but instead settled on leaning forward and resting his arms on the table to do his best to prevent Lily from seeing Tracey’s head.

Of course, this had to be the day that Lily decided to hug Harry from behind and plant a kiss on his cheek. As she leaned over to do this, she got a perfect view looking right down at Tracey as she bobbed her head on Harry’s cock.

“Oh,” Lily fumbled her words and let go of Harry quickly. She took a quick couple steps back.

Daphne was holding back laughter at the situation. “Good morning, Professor.”

“Good morning dear,” Lily replied slowly as she processed what she had just seen.

Harry looked back nervously at Lily and she instinctively avoided his gaze. However, it seems as though she quickly changed her mind. Lily looked back at Harry and offered him a light smile. “Morning,” she repeated. Lily’s eyes flickered down towards Harry’s lap. “And good morning to you too, Tracey.”

Tracey released Harry’s cock out of her mouth and peered around him to look at Lily. “Morning, Professor Potter.” With the pleasantries out of the way, Tracey returned to her task.

Tracey’s words seemed to help Lily relax a bit more. “Harry, I just wanted to let you know that I had James send your dress robes by owl this morning. They should be arriving sometime this evening,” Lily told Harry.

Oh, right. With all of the chaos of the past few months, Harry had practically forgotten about the upcoming yearly event. The Yule Ball.

Every year, Hogwarts hosted two Yule Balls. There was one for the fourth and fifth year students and one for the sixth and seventh years. They were hosted on back to back nights, just after classes were all done and over with. Then they had a day of rest before the Hogwarts Express returned to take the students back home. The Yule Ball was just a little over a week away now.

Tracey took more of Harry’s cock into her mouth and wrapped her tongue around the shaft. She stroked the base of his cock with her fist as she sucked hard on his cock. Her eyes kept looking up at Harry, amusement shining through them.

Naturally, Harry knew that be going with Tracey and Daphne . . . but shouldn’t he still ask them officially?

Daphne’s eager expression told him yes.

Harry looked at both Tracey and Daphne. “Would you two like to accompany me to the Yule Ball?”

“I’d love to,” Daphne smiled at him and put her hand on top of his.

Tracey responded by taking the entirety of his cock into her mouth and giving him a thumbs up. Harry’s toes curled up in his shoes as Tracey quietly hummed around his cock and her tongue ran back and forth along the underside of his shaft.

“Great,” Harry peeped out. He quickly turned back to look at his mum. “Thanks for getting dad to send them.”

“You’re welcome,” Lily smiled. “He’ll be here visiting the day before your ball. We’re chaperoning the fourth and fifth year’s ball.”

Harry nodded and formed his hands into tight fists atop the table. He was struggling not to react to Tracey’s movements as she returned to stroking his cock with her hand and keeping her lips wrapped around the head of his cock. Her tongue flicked back and forth, trying to tempt a reaction out of him.

“I’ll see you later at lunch then,” Lily said as she walked off to the Head Table.

“See, that wasn’t so bad,” Daphne chuckled.

Harry shot a glare at her but he couldn’t hold it for long as Tracey fondled his balls through his trousers. He was so close to cumming but he couldn’t react in any way to it. How was he supposed to do that?

With barely seconds to spare, Harry snatched up pork sausage and took a massive bite of it just as he came into Tracey’s mouth. She stroked his cock up and down with her fist, forcing bursts of cum into her eagerly awaiting mouth.

Harry’s eyes closed instinctively and he let out a tiny moan around the food in his mouth. His eyes opened and immediately flickered over to Daphne who looked ready to call the bet over and done with. “This pork sausage is so good,” Harry quickly said. “You should try some.”

Daphne gave Harry a piercing look through squinted eyelids. “Really, it's so good that you closed your eyes and let out a little sound?”

“Yup,” Harry nodded. The last wave of overwhelming pleasure left him as his orgasm subsided. Tracey was still licking his cock, making sure she didn’t miss any cum.

“Fine,” Daphne acquiesced after a few moments. “But the day’s not through yet.”

“Aren’t judges supposed to be impartial?” Harry questioned her.

Daphne grinned. “You never outright barred nepotism.”

“I thought that went without saying,” Harry retorted.

Daphne shrugged at him. “Don’t worry, I’m still giving you a fair shot. Now finish up, we’ve got to get to class soon.”

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Harry sat down in his usual seat in Transfiguration. He was near the middle row but off to the left side of the classroom. Daphne sat to his immediate left and Tracey on his right. Hermione was sat in between Tracey and Draco.

Just as class was set to begin, Tracey suddenly stood up. She shuffled to the side and threw one leg over Harry and sat down in his lap, still facing the front of the class.

“Really? Again?” Hermione shook her head to the side. “Honestly Harry, do you ever stop fucking her?”

“Hey, she made a bet against me,” Harry held up his hands innocently.

“What’s wrong Hermione?” Tracey smirked. “Are we a little too distracting for you?” She accentuated her point by grinding her ass back and forth against Harry’s lap.

Even though Harry had cum barely twenty minutes ago, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants as Tracey’s warm body rubbed against him.

Hermione rolled her eyes. “Not you two, no. It just seems like half of our year is busy fucking during first period,” she said, gesturing around.

She was right, of course. It seemed like everyone lucky enough to have an attendant was putting them to work first thing. Sue Li had Stephen Cornfoot beneath her desk, eating her out. Dean Thomas had Megan Jones bent over his desk as he fucked from behind. Susan Bones was riding Kevin Entwhistle’s cock as she got ready to take notes for class. Everyone was busy having sex.

“It's probably just end of term stress,” Daphne shrugged.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Tracey smirked as she ground her ass back against Harry’s cock.

Harry almost went to grab Tracey’s hips like he usually did when he caught himself. No touching, he reminded himself, and no reacting either. He disguised his hand movements by reaching around Tracey and straightening out his parchment and quill that he had laid out on his desk.

Just as McGonagall strode into the room, Tracey leaned forward and reached in between her legs to unzip Harry’s trousers. She tugged his cock out and slowly sank down on it, wiggling her ass from side to side as she forced his large member inside of her. Harry bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from hissing in pleasure as Tracey’s tight pussy sank down on his cock.

Tracey started to slowly rock back and forth in his lap. She seemed content to take her time with this. Harry’s cock was just swirling around inside of her pussy, stretching out her inner walls. It was hard not to react as his sensitive head was pressed all around inside of her.

“I need to scoot the chair forward to reach the desk,” Harry said to Tracey.

The brunette had the audacity to look back at him and smile. “Go ahead then,” she said as she wiggled her ass against his lap.

This was his one chance to get some movement in. Harry thrust his hips up hard, pushing his cock as deep inside of Tracey’s pussy as it could go in this position, and yanked his chair forward towards his desk. He held his hips up for half a second longer than necessary, reveling in the feeling of finally being able to push his hips forward, before he sat back down in his chair.

Tracey moaned contently as she leaned back against Harry’s chest. One of her hands snaked in between her legs to where hers and Harry’s bodies met. She gently ran her fingers along the seam of her pussy and his cock before she moved her fingers up to her clit. She started to pleasure herself as she sat still on Harry.

McGonagall got a few minutes into her lecture when Harry started to feel something. Tracey’s walls seemed to be wriggling around him, and she looked like she was trying not to squirm in his lap. Her breathing was picking up too, Harry could feel it.

Suddenly, Harry had to grip the sides of his seat as Tracey’s pussy clenched tightly around his cock. She let out a quiet moan and quickly had to bite down on her free hand to stop more from coming out as she continued to play with her clit.

“Oh, fuck it,” Hermione groaned off to Harry’s right. He glanced over just in time to see her tugging Draco’s sleeve and guiding him beneath her desk. His head quickly disappeared underneath Hermione’s skirt and his best friend let out a sigh of contentment.

“Really, Hermione? In first period?” Harry whispered to her, trying to avoid McGonagall’s wrath as she continued to discuss human Transfiguration.

Hermione glared at him but the look on her face was quickly replaced by a deep blush as she let out a sudden moan from Draco’s actions down below. “Shut it,” she hissed at Harry when he smirked at her situation.

Tracey’s pussy continued to pulse around Harry’s cock with growing frequency. She continued to tease and play with her clit until she finally came.

Harry instantly recognized when Tracey was about to orgasm since he had felt it so many times before. He braced himself, clutching his chair with one hand and his quill in his other. Tracey’s pussy spasmed around his cock.

Harry’s grip on everything tightened as he fought to not thrust his cock inside of Tracey. Even if had tried though, he wasn’t sure that he would have been able to. Tracey’s pussy was so tightly contracted around his cock that movement seemed almost impossible.

Tracey tried to maintain complete silence as she came so as to not disturb McGonagall’s lecture, but she let out a few gasping breaths as her orgasm ripped through her body. She bucked against his lap. It was hard for Harry not to dig his fingers into Tracey’s creamy thighs as she writhed on top of him.

Eventually, Tracey’s orgasm subsided. However, she seemed content to stay seated with Harry’s hard cock inside of her. After what she had just put him through, all that Harry wanted to do was fuck Tracey. Merlin, if he won this bet, he’d pay her back her tenfold for what she was doing to him today.

Class continued on. Masters fucked their attendants while taking notes as the other students either watched on in envy or just ignored the various couplings. Daphne was keeping a close eye on Harry. A few times he had adjusted himself in his seat, inadvertently moving his cock around inside of Tracey. Daphne had given him a few warnings but nothing more.

It wasn’t until Hermione leaned over top of her desk and Draco buried his cock inside of her sopping wet pussy that Tracey started to move again. There were few things that Tracey enjoyed more than fucking in front of other people and watching other people fuck. Having Draco fuck Hermione right beside them pushed Tracey to start moving on top of Harry again.

It revitalized life back into Harry’s cock. After several minutes of just waiting inside of Tracey’s hot, wet pussy, Harry’s cock was pulsing with excitement at the sudden stimulation. Tracey surely must have been able to feel his cock jumping inside of her, but she seemed too focused on securing her hold on his thighs at the moment.

As Tracey got her grip steady, she started to ride him. She started by just dragging her pussy up Harry’s shaft with tantalizing slowness. Harry wished that Tracey wasn’t wearing her skirt right now so that he could actually see his glistening cock as Tracey’s tight lips slowly revealed it. Once just the tip of Harry’s cock was still inside of her, Tracey let herself fall back down. Harry’s cock suddenly filled her back up as her ass bounced against his lap.

Harry had to close his eyes and take a deep breath as Tracey rose back up. After being teased for so long, his cock was ready to get to fucking. It was just so difficult not to move. His cock kept twitching involuntarily.

Hermione let out a muffled cry of pleasure. Harry glanced over to see his friend getting pounded roughly from behind. Draco must have placed a silencing charm around their pelvises so as to let him fuck Hermione as hard as she wanted without disrupting the rest of the class. Hermione’s breasts had popped out of her shirt and were currently mashed up against her desk as they moved back and forth in time with Draco’s thrusts.

If only Harry could be doing that to Tracey right now.

Thankfully, Harry knew that he wasn’t going to have to suffer for very long. His balls ached and he could feel his body’s desire to cum growing quickly. All of that teasing earlier had primed him for when Tracey actually started to fuck him properly.

Tracey leaned forward, resting her forearms on Harry’s desk as she steadily bounced on his cock. Her pussy was so wet that her movements started to attract more notice than usual from the other nearby students. Her plump ass looked incredible as it rebounded off of his lap.

However, just as Harry felt his orgasm about to hit him, Professor McGonagall interrupted his pleasure. “Now, everyone please take out your wands,” she told the class.

Harry had to bite back a hiss as Tracey slowed her movements and sank back down on his cock. His cock was twitching wildly as Tracey’s pussy engulfed him, but he couldn’t do anything but bear the torment.

Tracey looked back at him with flushed cheeks and lust-filled expression in her eyes. Her rosy lips were parted slightly as she tried to catch her breath. “Can you hold me steady while I get my wand?” She asked him.

“This won’t make me lose our bet, will it?” Harry asked. Even if it did, Harry was still considering doing it. He wanted to run his hands all over Tracey’s body.

Tracey shook her head. “I’ll give you a pass this time,” she smiled.

Harry nodded tightly and brought both of his hands to Tracey’s slim waist. He loved the feeling of her smooth skin beneath his fingers. He couldn’t help but dig his fingers into her skin and Tracey gasped at the sudden pressure.

While still keeping Harry’s cock inside of her, Tracey leaned over towards her bag. Merlin, Harry’s cock twitched again as Tracey’s pussy moved around him. He could feel his cock fighting against Tracey’s walls as it moved him around. Harry kept his grip tight on her waist as she searched through her bag, trying to maintain control over his own desires to fuck Tracey. When Tracey found her wand, Harry helped right her back on his lap.

Thankfully, Harry already laid down his wand on his desk. He leaned forward, pressing his chest against Tracey’s back and letting his arms brush the sides of her uniform-covered breasts as he snatched his wand off of the table.

“Now then, I would like to see you all perform the bird conjuring charm one at a time,” McGonagall instructed the class.

McGonagall stepped up to the first student to watch them perform the spell for her. It was Megan Jones, Dean’s attendant. Her cry of “Avis!” net only four sickly looking birds. McGonagall clicked her tongue and began to explain to Megan where she had gone wrong.

Almost imperceptibly, Tracey had started grinding against Harry again. She was obviously feeling antsy to get back to it. As McGonagall moved on to the next student, Tracey started to rock forwards and backwards. Her slick pussy only slid a couple of inches up Harry’s shaft before she sank back down and repeated the motion.

Beside them, Hermione groaned as Draco’s hips erratically bumped against her ass. Draco’s face was screwed up in pleasure as he gave her a final few thrusts before he fell back in exhaustion. As his cock plopped out of Hermione’s pussy, a thick glob of cum spilled out of her and onto the floor. Hermione noticed Harry watching and, with some slight embarrassment lighting up her cheeks, she quickly sat down in her seat and vanished Draco's cum from the floor.

The sight of his best friend like that sent a shiver of pleasure down Harry’s back. His cock jerked inside of Tracey as she slid back down again. She moaned as she brought one of her hands down to play with her clit again.

After a few moments, Professor McGonagall finally made it around to them. Draco and Hermione both did excellent creating a flock of birds that soared around the room before vanishing. Then, McGonagall approached Harry and Tracey.

Tracey didn’t stop riding up and down Harry’s cock, but she kept her movements tantalizingly slow. It didn’t matter though because after so long of being on the edge, Harry was ready to blow.

“You first, Ms. Davis,” McGonagall said, making no note of the fact that two of her students were fucking right in front of her.

Tracey nodded and gripped her wand tightly in her hand. “A-” she began to say the name of the spell when she sank back down on Harry’s cock again. That was what sent him over the edge. Harry’s first spurt of cum shot up into her pussy just as Tracey was saying “Avis!” Her voice turned into a slight moan at the end of it, but it didn’t affect the nature of the spell. A large flock of birds appeared and swirled around the room.

Harry’s grip on his wand tightened as his cock shot rope after rope of cum into Tracey’s pussy. His attendant kept up her movements, milking him for everything he had. He was so caught up in what he was experiencing that he didn’t even hear McGonagall say his name the first time.

“Mr. Potter,” McGonagall tapped her foot impatiently.

“Right,” Harry stuttered as he readied his wand. “Avis!” He called out even as the pleasure emanating from his cock was threatening to overwhelm his focus. Still, there was a reason that Harry was at the top of his class.

A beautiful flock of birds appeared in midair and took off in flight. McGonagall nodded approvingly before quickly moving over to Daphne.

Harry let out a deep sigh as he placed his wand back on his desk. Tracey sighed back contently as well and snuggled up against his chest. “Only another seven hours of this,” she teased him.

“I can make it,” Harry replied.

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Tracey never gave up once throughout the day; she was determined to break Harry and win the bet. She had given him a break during lunch but promptly gave him a blowjob in the corridor right outside of the Great Hall. Just five minutes after he came, Tracey pinned him back against a wall, bent over in front of him, and fucked herself on his cock.

She had needed a break herself after that one. Harry got through his early afternoon potions class without any significant attempts by Tracey to make him lose the bet. Still though, she spent the entire class teasing and flashing him. A hand on his thigh here, a bit of extra cleavage in his face there. Once the room was quite thick with smoke coming from everyone’s potions, Tracey had even grabbed Harry’s hand and stuck it under her skirt so that he could feel her pussy.

Right after class, when they had a free period, Tracey dragged Harry and Daphne back to Harry’s room for more sex. Tracey had everyone strip down completely and spent the period riding Harry’s cock lazily while chatting with Daphne, but it was clear that she was starting to feel tired and sore from having sex all day—even with the help of magic.

Harry never broke once. He sat through it all without complaint, determined that he was going to win the bet.

It was nearly supper time when Tracey decided that drastic measures were in order. “Daphne,” Tracey said to her best friend as she leapt to the edge of the bed. “It’s time.”

Daphne’s eyes widened slightly. “Are you sure?” She asked carefully from her position on an armchair right beside Harry’s bed.

Tracey glanced at Harry, who was still lying down on his bed, and nodded. “Do it.”

Daphne pulled out her wand and gave it a quick wave towards Tracey. A light-green coloured spell hit her bare chest. Tracey shivered as the effects took hold but she was fine after a moment and she looked at Harry with a devilish grin.

“I know we talked about doing this before, Harry,” Tracey said as she crawled back over to him. “So I guess we’re doing this now.”

Surely she wasn’t talking about that, Harry thought to himself.

Tracey planted a kiss on Harry’s lips as she climbed on top of him. She grasped Harry’s hard cock and angled it towards herself. But, instead of directing the head towards her pussy, she moved it a little further back.

Harry bit down on the inside of his cheek as the head of his cock pushed through the tight ring of muscle and into Tracey’s ass hole. It was hard not to make any noise as the burning hot heat surrounded his shaft. Tracey’s ass was so tight around him, but Daphne’s spell had evidently lubricated her.

As Tracey sank further down onto Harry’s cock, his shaft was steadily lubricated. Tracey grimaced when she reached the halfway point and had to stop for a moment as she adjusted to the sensation. Her ass pulsed around Harry’s cock as she clenched and unclenched her muscles.

Daphne watched with rapt attention. Harry spotted her stand up and walk over to the side of the bed. Slowly, she removed her stockings and unbuttoned her blouse before tossing them to the side. Like usual, Daphne wasn’t wearing a bra, so her lovely breasts bounced nicely as she sat down on the bed.

Almost lazily, Daphne’s fingertips began to run along Harry’s side. She moved up to his muscled chest before slowly moving downward towards his thigh. Harry watched as her fingers moved closer and closer to his half-exposed cock, but she moved away from it at the last moment.

“This is cheating,” Harry gingerly protested to Daphne.

“We never said that I couldn’t join you two,” Daphne replied with an unusually lecherous grin. “Besides, I won’t just be playing with you.”

Suddenly, Daphne spun around behind Tracey and pressed her breasts to her back. Tracey let out a moan as Daphne reached around her to grab one of her breasts with one hand and touch her pussy with the other. “Daphne,” Tracey breathed out. “Please, just give me a minute.”

“You’re running short on time,” Daphne reminded her. “You need to get going soon or Harry’s going to win.”

Tracey let out another moan of pleasure as Daphne slipped a finger inside of her wet pussy. She massaged Tracey’s breasts in one hand, pinching her nipples in between her fingers, as she pumped her fingers in and out of Tracey's pussy with her other hand. Tracey whined and sank down another inch onto Harry’s cock.

With Daphne’s prodding, Tracey steadily made progress taking all of Harry’s girth into her ass. This was the worst thing yet for Harry. While it had been difficult not to react to Tracey’s actions all throughout the day, this was something completely new and exciting. Just feeling Tracey’s ass around him was making him want to flip her over and pound his cock into her.

Finally, Tracey took the entirety of Harry’s length inside of her. She leaned back into Daphne, pressing her plump ass cheeks against Harry’s balls. Tracey let out a long sigh of relief and pleasure that she had finally managed it.

“Now go on,” Daphne whispered into Tracey’s ear. “Ride him.”

Starting slowly at first, Tracey rocked back and forth on Harry’s cock. She rose an inch or two up before sinking back down. Harry’s cock throbbed needfully inside of Tracey’s ass. He wanted more.

With her fingers still moving around inside of Tracey’s pussy, Daphne started to eagerly make out with Tracey. Tracey leaned into Daphne’s soft lips and kissed her back as she worked her thighs to move up and down Harry’s cock.

With the two of them too preoccupied to notice, Harry took the opportunity to bury his hands into the bedding. He gripped it tightly as he fought to maintain control over himself. He forced his eyes shut as Tracey started to get the hang of riding him.

“Merlin, watching you fill up her tight ass like that,” Daphne moaned as she broke away from Tracey. “Maybe we’ll have to try that out sometime,” she told Harry.

Harry fought to keep the image of that out of his mind, but it was impossible. He could see it now: Daphne would be bent over the armrest of the couch with her ass up in the air. Harry would walk up behind her and spread her glorious cheeks apart before pushing the tip of his cock against her tight hole.

When Tracey rose all the way up until just the tip of Harry’s cock was inside of her and then slammed down on him, letting the sounds of their flesh slapping against each other ring out through the room, Harry couldn’t help but shiver in delight. This was incredible!

Harry could feel some movement on the bed. He opened his eyes just in time to see Daphne shedding her skirt, the last bit of clothing she had left of her, and move around the bed towards his head. She grinned down at him and sat down right above his head. Daphne adjusted herself so that her thighs were on either side of his head.

The heat from Daphne’s pussy radiated out and Harry could feel it as she scooted right up against his head. Without warning, Daphne slipped two of her fingers into Harry’s mouth. He could taste Tracey’s juices on them.

Harry lapped up the juices eagerly, making Daphne giggle. “Should that be considered a violation of the rules, Harry?” She teased him.

Instantly, Harry stopped his tongue. He didn’t want to lose this. Instead, Daphne swirled her fingers around the inside of his mouth. She ran them against his tongue and his gums, leaving traces of Tracey’s juices all around his mouth.

Tracey was panting heavily as she rode Harry’s cock. “So big,” she groaned as she wriggled against him. Her long, deep movements were incredible. Tracey seemed to have the movement of her hips down perfectly as she moved up and down the entire length of Harry’s shaft without ever having him slip out.

“Don’t you just want to fuck her, Harry?” Daphne asked lustfully as she ran her fingers through his hair. Harry looked to see Tracey staring at him with unbridled lust as she bounced on his cock. “I just know that she’d love it if you took control and fucked her the way she wants to be fucked.”

Tracey’s moan all but confirmed what Daphne was saying. Harry’s cock twitched madly inside of Tracey’s ass. As wonderful as her riding skills were, with each passing second he wanted to be the one fucking her. But he’d held off all day, and he didn’t want to lose the bet.

The tightening of Tracey’s ass around his cock dealt another heavy blow to his resolve. Something between a gasp and a moan slipped through his lips.

“What was that, Harry?” Daphne grinned. “Was that what I thought I heard?”

“You’re killing me here, Daphne,” Harry groaned.

“I think you’re doing this all to yourself. You could just give in and admit that you lose, isn’t that right, Tracey?” Daphne asked.

Tracey nodded but that wasn’t enough for Daphne. Daphne leaned over Harry and pressed her thumb to Tracey’s clit. Tracey spasmed on top of Harry and let out a deep and long moan.

Daphne’s pussy was situated directly above Harry’s face. As he tried to ignore the incredible pleasure coming from Tracey’s ass, he couldn’t help but stare up at Daphne’s perfect pink slit. She was quite clearly wet; he could see her pussy glistening from her juices.

Tracey rammed her ass down onto Harry’s cock and cried out as she came. Her ass convulsed around Harry’s cock, making another groan escape from his lips. “Fuck!” Harry exclaimed. He had never felt anything so tight wrapped around his cock before.

“And I think we have a winner,” Daphne happily declared. Tracey was too caught up in the throes of her orgasm to register her words but Harry did.

Truthfully, he wasn’t too upset to have lost the bet. Sure, he wished he could have lasted the whole day, but if this was what his two attendants were willing to do to him today, he couldn’t help but imagine what they would do to them when he had to follow their orders for a week.

Well, since he had lost the bet, Harry knew that he didn’t have to abide by the rules anymore. Seeing as Tracey was still indisposed as she trembled around his cock, Harry went for the next best thing.

Daphne let out a squeal of surprise as Harry’s hands shot up and grabbed her thighs. He pulled her down towards him until her pussy was touching his lips. Harry lapped at the sweet nectar leaking out of her.

Merlin, it felt so good to be able to fully enjoy himself again. Daphne’s juices tasted heavenly on his tongue as he licked her slit. His blond attendant shivered as Harry’s tongue probed against her lower lips.

As Harry licked Daphne’s pussy, he heard the sounds of kissing coming from above. Tracey’s ass was slowly starting to relax around his cock as she and Daphne kissed.

Once Tracey didn’t have his cock in a death-grip anymore, Harry pushed Daphne away from his face. She fell down on the bed behind him. Tracey gulped when she saw the devilish look on Harry’s face.

“My turn,” Harry grinned.

Harry grabbed both of Tracey’s ass cheeks in his hand and flipped both him and her over on the bed so that he was above her. Somewhat reluctantly, Harry pulled his cock out of Tracey’s ass just long enough to flip her over onto her front. Then, he lined his cock right back up and drove it into her tight, hot ass hole.

Tracey cried out in pleasure again as Harry filled her up. She reached out with one hand for Daphne who quickly slid over to her friend’s side. Tracey palmed Daphne’s breasts as they kissed.

After a full day of torture, Harry was ready to have his way with Tracey. He planted his hands on either side of her chest to steady himself. He reeled his hips back before driving them forward hard. The force of his hips sent ripples through Tracey’s ass as their bodies clapped together. Tracey let out a gasp into Daphne’s mouth as Harry shoved his cock as far inside of her as it could go.

Without delay, Harry started to pound his cock into Tracey’s ass. Over and over again, his cock slammed in and out of her. Her incredible tightness sent strong bursts of pleasure through Harry’s cock. With every thrust, Harry’s balls bounced wildly against Tracey’s pussy.

Harry fucked Tracey into the bed wildly. He was so glad to be in control again. “Fuck!” Harry groaned. “You’re so damn tight.”

Tracey mewled in response and wiggled her ass against him. Harry collapsed onto her back, feeling so overwhelmed by the pleasure of fucking Tracey that he could no longer hold himself upright. He slipped one hand beneath Tracey’s body and grabbed one of her breasts as he went back to fucking her.

Lying down right on top of Tracey made it harder for Harry to get super powerful and deep thrusts, but it still felt incredible. His cock pounded into her with incredible speed as he squeezed her breast and kissed her neck. Tracey was moaning in the brief moments when she and Daphne broke apart, but they inevitably returned back to kissing.

Harry knew that he wasn’t going to last long, not when he was finally back in control. It didn’t matter how long he lasted though. All he wanted was to finally do what he wanted.

As his cock drove forward into Tracey’s ass again, Harry felt his balls tighten. The first spurt of cum shot out inside of Tracey’s ass, painting the inside of it white. Harry let out a guttural growl as his hips made countless micro-thrusts against Tracey’s ass and he kept shooting out cum inside of her.

When the last bit of cum was milked out of his balls, Harry slid out of Tracey’s ass and grabbed Daphne’s arm. “Come here,” he ordered her.

Daphne dutifully obeyed and moved right beside Harry. First, Harry grabbed the back of Daphne’s head and pulled her into a deep kiss. His tongue slid inside of her mouth greedily before he abruptly broke away. “Clean her,” Harry told Daphne.

Daphne took one look at the white cum dribbling out of Tracey’s ass before diving in. She dropped down flat to the bed and spread Tracey’s ass cheeks apart so that her tongue could reach Tracey’s ass hole. Daphne licked up all of the cum that came out of Tracey’s ass, making Tracey wiggle around on the bed with soft moans of pleasure.

When Daphne was done, Harry pointed down at his cock. Daphne knew what Harry was asking her to do and she eagerly took his semi-hard shaft into her mouth. Harry groaned as her hot breath washed over his cock and she started to lick him clean. He gripped her blond hair in his hand until she finished cleaning him up.

Daphne pulled back when she was done and plopped back down on the bed beside Tracey. The two women made space for Harry in between them. As soon as Harry laid down, the two women curled up beside him.

“So, you have to do anything we say for a week,” Tracey said after several minutes of comfortable silence.

“I’m still not sure that this wasn’t rigged from the start,” Harry replied.

“You do realize that you’re dealing with two Slytherins here, Harry,” Daphne chuckled. “We know how to bend the rules.”

“Uh huh,” Harry rolled his eyes playfully at her.

“I guess we better do it now while we’re still at Hogwarts,” Tracey said.

Daphne nodded against Harry’s chest. “The Yule Ball is in just over a week from now. I suppose this is the best time to do it.”

“So we’re having him walk naked around Hogwarts the whole week, right?” Tracey grinned.

“Definitely,” Daphne laughed back.

Harry suddenly felt a strong sense of regret over having not won the bet.

Chapter 18

“Come over here please, Harry,” Tracey called out in her sweetest voice.

Harry sighed and dropped the towel he was using to dry his hair after stepping out of the shower. “Really, again?”

“You lost the bet fair and square,” Tracey countered. “Just be thankful we’re not doing this out in the Great Hall.”

Mumbling under his breath about whether or not he actually lost the bet fair and square, Harry walked over to Tracey and Daphne who were both lounging naked on the couch beside the roaring fire. In one of Tracey’s hands, she was holding a steaming mug of tea.

As Harry neared her, Tracey’s free hand darted out and wrapped itself around his cock. She gave his member a few quick tugs to start to harden it before she released him. Smiling toothily up at him, Tracey said, “Go on, you know what I want.”

It had been the same thing every morning for the past several days. Harry firmly grasped his cock and started to masturbate right in front of his two attendants. Daphne and Tracey were talking to each other quietly about the upcoming Yule Ball and Christmas celebrations. Occasionally, they would look over at Harry who was still pumping his fist up and down his shaft.

After only a couple of minutes staring at his two beautiful attendants, Harry felt his orgasm coming on. “Tracey,” he warned her.

Tracey straightened herself up on the couch and took over for Harry. Her soft, warm hand wrapped around his cock and started to pleasure him while her other hand brought her hot mug of tea right in front of him. After only a few seconds, Harry came.

Tracey milked Harry’s cum straight into her tea. The thick spurts sent a few stray droplets flying out of her mug, but Tracey didn’t mind. She licked her lips eagerly as the last drops of cum landed into her tea.

“Thanks, Harry,” Tracey smiled up at him as she picked up a nearby spoon on the table in front of her and stirred his cum into her tea.

Harry shook his head at her antics. Before he could move though, Daphne waved him off. “Could you cuddle with me?” She asked him, scooting forward to make room for him to slide in right behind her.

Harry smiled. He loved how affectionate Daphne was with him; she always loved to have her skin against his. “Okay, but fair warning, I’m still a bit wet,” he replied, pointing to his slightly damp hair.

“Oh, that’s okay,” Daphne waved him off. “I’m a bit wet too.”

Tracey snorted into her mug of tea, making Daphne grin at her best friend. Harry couldn’t help but let out a tiny chuckle of his own.

Harry seated himself right behind Daphne, putting his legs on either side of hers, and leaned back against the armrest of the couch. Daphne scooted back so that her butt was pressed right up against his crotch, and then laid back, resting her head on Harry’s chest. Harry ran his hands through Daphne’s beautiful hair as she sipped her tea and returned to her conversation with Tracey.

“I feel bad that Ron can’t go to the ball with anyone,” Tracey said. “Even though Hermione hasn’t used him once as her attendant, the rules still apply to him.”

“I’m sure that Hermione will dance with him at least,” Daphne replied as she ran her hand up and down Harry’s calf. “Or Draco could too.”

The two women laughed and even Harry had to chuckle at the thought of Draco and Ron dancing together.

“Did you get your dress yet?” Tracey asked Daphne before she took another sip of her tea.

“Mm hmm,” Daphne answered. “Mother sent it to me a couple of days ago. Did you get yours yet?”

“Owl ordered it this morning. You’ll help me with the fitting charms, won’t you?” Tracey asked.

“Of course,” Daphne said. She arched her back and tilted her head back to peer up at Harry’s face. “You have your dress robes that your dad sent, right?”

“Yup,” Harry confirmed, his eyes flickering over towards Daphne’s stuck-out chest. “I’m all ready.”

“Good,” Daphne smiled at him. She carefully set her tea down on the small table beside the couch and rolled over onto her stomach. Harry groaned as his semi-hard cock was trapped in between their bodies and Daphne’s large breasts were pressed up against his chest. She stretched her neck to kiss his jawline. Harry dipped his chin so that the next kiss met his lips.

Daphne leaned into the kiss, wiggling her body against his. She let out a low groan as Harry’s cock twitched against her belly. “Merlin, it's like I just can’t get enough of you,” Daphne said against Harry’s lips.

As much as Harry wanted to give in to her, he had to hold himself back. “You know, we're supposed to be meeting Hermione and Draco in less than half an hour,” he groaned, trying to ignore the pleasurable sensations of Daphne’s body writhing around on top of his.

“Tracey can go get ready first,” Daphne replied, waving off his concern. “Right now, I want you all to myself.”

Tracey chuckled and downed the rest of her tea. She winked at Harry as she put her mug back down. “You two have fun,” Tracey told them as she sauntered over to the bathroom. They could hear the sound of the shower starting up a moment later.

Daphne’s body slid up Harry’s and he reached around behind her to cup her ass. The soft, pliable flesh pushed out around his fingers as he squeezed her. “Ever since you fucked Tracey’s ass, you’ve been so obsessed with mine,” Daphne giggled as she kissed his cheek.

“That’s because you have an amazing ass, just like her,” Harry replied huskily.

“Maybe another time,” Daphne said. “This week is all about what Tracey and I want.”

Daphne sat up in Harry’s lap and showed off her perky tits to him. She squeezed them in her hands, letting out a soft moan, as she adjusted herself on top of Harry’s cock. His cock twitched as Daphne rubbed her wet slit against the underside of it, pinning it against his belly.

Daphne moved back and forth, spreading her wetness along his shaft. As much as Harry normally enjoyed the teasing, knowing that they had to get going soon made him eager to slip inside of Daphne’s warmth. “Fuck, I want you,” Harry groaned out as he bucked his hips up against hers.

“So needy,” Daphne teased him, but the effect was lost as she licked her lips. “Good thing I am too.”

Daphne reached in between their bodies and held Harry’s cock upright. As she positioned herself above it, Daphne pressed the head of his cock against her clit. She gave it a little teasing twirl and another moan escaped her lips. Finally, Daphne angled Harry’s cock up against her entrance and dropped down on it in a single, smooth thrust.

As Harry groaned in pleasure, so too did Daphne. She grabbed either side of his face and pulled their heads together for a kiss. She rocked her hips against his, swirling his cock around inside of her, as her tongue probed the inside of his mouth. Harry let a frustrated moan out into Daphne’s mouth and his hands squeezed her ass again, urging her on.

Breaking away from the kiss, Daphne pressed one hand against Harry’s muscled chest as she rode up his cock. She moved quickly, not taking her time to adjust to his girth like she normally did. Harry kept a hold of her ass, guiding her to help establish an eager rhythm.

“Merlin, I have half a mind to cancel our plans with Hermione and Draco and just spend the rest of the day in our rooms with you and Tracey,” Harry said as he felt Daphne’s fiery hot pussy clench around his shaft. The feeling of her bouncing in his lap was just incredible. He loved everything about it from the sound and sensations of their bodies slapping against each other to the feeling of her light weight settling on top of him as his cock filled her pussy to the brim. She was so incredibly hot, wet, and tight around his cock—it made him twitch and tremble inside of her.

“Ungh, don’t tempt me,” Daphne moaned as she slammed her pussy back down on his cock. Her body was so needy as she rode him, constantly urging her on more and more. The feeling of Harry’s cock hitting the deepest points inside of her, stretching her out in the most wonderful ways, were just perfect. Daphne loved being able to look down at Harry and see his entire body tighten up whenever she engulfed his cock with her pussy. The looks of pleasure that always crossed his face just made Daphne want to ride his cock forever.

With a loud, content sigh, Tracey stepped out of the bathroom completely naked still. Daphne’s eyes sparkled as she noticed Tracey approach them. Tracey leaned over the edge of the couch and watched as Daphne continued to ride Harry’s cock. She could see Daphne’s arousal dripping down Harry’s shaft and onto his balls. “You’re really wet today,” Tracey said as she reached forward and pinched one of Daphne’s nipples. “Do you like having Harry as your sub that much?”

Daphne grinned. “It’s a nice change of pace, though I do miss having him bend me and just fuck me.”

“It’s only been like five days,” Harry whined, biting his lower lip as Daphne’s pussy fluttered around his cock.

“Well, when you do it almost every day, five days can seem like a lifetime,” Daphne retorted. She turned her attention back to Tracey. “Why don’t you sit on his face for a bit? We’re not leaving until I’m done.”

Tracey chuckled at her best friend’s antics. “Why not?”

Tracey walked around the couch and quickly threw one of her long legs over Harry’s chest. Without stopping her riding, Daphne grabbed Tracey’s arms and helped her get settled above Harry on the couch. As Tracey adjusted above him, Harry could see her slit moving into position. He let go off Daphne’s plump ass and reached up for Tracey’s instead. Tracey gave a little giggle as Harry helped ease her down onto his face.

It took a few moments to find a comfortable enough position, but after leaning forward, Tracey’s lower lips met Harry’s lips and he got to licking. Harry squeezed Tracey’s ass as his tongue ran up and down her slit. Daphne let out a moan above him as a loud slurping sound rang out. Harry could only assume that Tracey had assaulted Daphne’s breasts.

Having both of his attendants above him like this was incredibly erotic. While his cock was being pleasured by Daphne’s pussy, Harry’s tongue was probing Tracey’s pussy. He could taste a bit of her juices already starting to collect on his tongue. Daphne’s juices had already reached his thighs. With every bounce on top of his cock, a little bit more trickled out.

Tracey startled to wriggle back and forth on top of Harry’s face, guiding his tongue all around her. Harry kept a firm hold on her ass, making sure that she didn’t buck too wildly and accidentally fall off of him. However, his focus on Tracey tapered off as he heard Daphne let out another long moan.

Daphne was still bouncy quickly on top of Harry’s cock. Her ass rebounded off of his lap and she glided up his shaft until just the head was inside and then she slammed back down on him. Between his thick cock inside of her and Tracey’s ministrations on the rest of her body, Harry could feel that she was getting close.

The next time Daphne rose and started to come back down, Harry thrust his hips up hard to meet her. As their bodies collided and Harry was forced back down onto the couch, Daphne let out all of the air in her lungs. “Fuck!” She cried out in pleasure. “Do that again!”

Not one to refuse, Harry did it again. Daphne let out a long, sultry moan from his thrust. “You like that, don’t you?” Tracey teased Daphne. There were more kissing sounds and moans coming from the both of them—Harry wished he could see what was going on, but he had to keep on pleasing Tracey and Daphne’s pussies.

Just as Harry went to thrust his cock deep into Daphne’s pussy as she dropped down on him again, his tongue flicked Tracey’s clit. Her response was practically instantaneous as she cried out in pleasure and her legs clamped on either side of his head and she dropped all of her weight onto his face. Harry barely had enough time to quickly take a breath before his mouth was completely engulfed by Tracey’s pussy.

Daphne’s amused laughter at the look of lewd pleasure on her best friend’s face was punctuated with the sound of her ass slamming down hard on Harry’s lap. She let out a grunt as his cock stretched her out again.

“You think that’s funny, do you?” Tracey replied through gritted teeth as she fought to stop herself from moaning as she grinded her pussy against Harry’s mouth. “Well, let’s see how you like this.”

Harry felt the base of Tracey’s palm glide over his pelvis before Daphne let out a sudden yelp and her pussy constricted around Harry’s cock. Tracey rose up, allowing Harry the opportunity to suck in a deep breath and see what she was doing. Tracey scooted forward as she rubbed Daphne’s clit in between her fingers. She pounced on Daphne’s lips and roughly squeezed one of her breasts.

“Lift her up a bit, Harry,” Tracey ordered him when she pulled away from Daphne’s lips for some air.

Harry obliged her, grabbing Daphne by her ass and lifting her up so that it looked like she was squatting with just the tip of his cock inside of her. He waited for more orders from Tracey but she seemed perfectly content to just make out with Daphne and play with Daphne’s body. Eventually though, the necessity of air broke the two of them apart for a moment.

Tracey looked over her shoulder at Harry. Her lips were swollen from kissing Daphne. “Get back to fucking her, just hold her up like that. We’ll get her to cum,” she grinned at Harry before returning to her ministrations on Daphne.

Daphne’s moans were muffled inside of Tracey’s mouth, but Harry could still clearly hear the squeal of pleasure he made her extrude when he thrust his cock up into her. Daphne’s pussy was pulsing, rapidly tightening before loosening back up to her normal tightness, as he fucked her and Tracey touched her clit.

Between the two of them, it didn’t take long for Daphne’s body to start shaking. Her blond hair swished back and forth as Daphne threw her hair back and let out a long groan as Harry pounded up into her. Tracey kissed her way down Daphne’s neck before latching onto one of her breasts.

Finally, Daphne let out a loud cry as her body constricted. Harry released her ass and let her weight collapse down onto him. His cock speared deep into her pussy, making Daphne’s head snap forward as she was suddenly filled up so wonderfully. Daphne had to brace herself against Tracey as her orgasm tore through her.

Just like always, Harry loved the feeling of Daphne’s pussy trying to squeeze his cum out of his cock as she came. It writhed around it, growing so incredibly hot and tight that Harry had to grip Daphne’s thigh just to stop himself from picking her back up and trying to fuck her.

After several moments though, Daphne took a deep breath and relaxed on top of Harry. “Better?” Tracey asked Daphne with a smile.

“Yes,” Daphne replied dreamily. She rested her head on Tracey’s shoulder and looked down at Harry. “Thank you, both of you. Merlin, I really needed that this morning.”

Tracey climbed off of Harry first. Daphne followed suit a moment later, looking down to watch as she slowly slid up off of Harry’s hard cock. As she got to her shaky legs beside Tracey, she nudged her best friend’s side. “You know, Harry still looks a little pent up. Maybe we should do something about that.”

Tracey sighed. “Please tell me we’re not going to need to shower again.”

Daphne grinned and dropped to her knees. “Harry and I were going to need another one anyway. Now, you can join us too.”

With an exaggerated roll of her eyes, Tracey dropped to her knees too. “Alright, stand up, Harry,” she ordered him.

Harry pushed himself up off of the couch and stood in front of his two beautiful attendants. Daphne’s hand reached out first and grasped his cock, which was still covered in her juices. Daphne started to stroke him as Tracey put her arm around Daphne’s back and pulled them against each other. The sides of the two women’s breasts pushed up against each other as they both looked up at Harry.

“I want you to cum all over us,” Daphne told Harry with a smile. Tracey took her free hand and brushed a strand of her long brown hair away from her pretty face. She met Harry’s gaze and smiled up at him before opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out.

Harry’s body shivered as he imagined his cock being inside of her incredibly warm mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft and her lips sealed around him. But just seeing these two beautiful women on their knees in front of him was enough to get him going.

Harry groaned as Daphne gave his cock another tug. He could feel himself getting close. “I’m almost there,” he told them, reaching down for his cock.

Daphne released him and also put her arm around Tracey. The two women sat side by side, pressed up tightly against each other. Harry stroked himself as Tracey used her free hand to hold up her breasts, showing them off to Harry. Daphne mimicked her and the two girls opened their mouths for what was about to come.

With a guttural groan, Harry felt the first wave of cum shooting up out of his cock. The thick white substance splattered right on Daphne’s forehead and dripped down her face. Her eyes fluttered closed as Harry’s cum dripped down onto her cheek.

Harry then quickly angled his cock towards Tracey and fired off the next burst at her. It landed right inside of her mouth, though some of his cum dripped down her lips and onto her chin.

Harry alternated between each woman as he pumped more cum out of his cock. Both of them got another burst on their faces before Harry let the rest of his cum splatter onto their breasts.

When he was finally done, Harry collapsed down onto the couch with a satisfied sigh. Immediately, Daphne and Tracey both turned to face each other. They mashed their breasts together as they kissed. The cum on both of their faces smeared together, and Harry spotted Tracey’s tongue slipping some of his cum that had landed in her mouth into Daphne’s mouth.

After a few moments, the two women giggled at one another and looked over at Harry. “We should probably get cleaned up, huh?” Tracey said.

Harry’s lips curved upward. “I kind of like how you two look right now.”

“Come on,” Daphne said, leaping to her feet. Tracey followed suit and they both came over and grabbed Harry’s hands and hoisted him back up. “Let’s go shower, we still need to meet Draco and Hermione.”

Harry let himself be led by both of his attendants over to the bathroom, watching as their perfect asses swayed back and forth in front of him. Perhaps being ordered around like this by them wasn’t so bad.

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It was several minutes and an orgasm from Tracey later that Harry, Daphne, and Tracey finally made their way out of Harry’s room and into the corridor. “You don’t think Hermione will be mad at us for being late?” Daphne asked Harry.

“Not at all,” Harry replied. “We’re done all of our work for the term, so she won’t be stressed about waiting around for an extra half hour.”

“I still feel bad though,” Daphne said, biting her lower lip.

“You could’ve not fucked Harry,” Tracey chimed in.

Daphne waved her off. “Details, details. Besides, you know as well as I do as to how irresistible he can look.”

Harry chuckled as he opened the door to Hermione’s room. Immediately the three of them heard the sounds of flesh slapping together and a long moan coming out of Hermione’s lips. They quickly slipped inside and closed the door behind them.

Hermione was laying down on top of the long dining table. All of the plates and cutlery had been pushed off to the side to make room for her on top of it. Her blouse had been torn open, exposing both of her perky breasts to the air, and her skirt was hiked up around her waist. Both of her legs were up in the air, resting against Draco’s shoulders.

Draco was fully clothed but his cock was sticking out of his trousers. He was holding Hermione’s legs up and plowing into her pussy with rough thrusts. Draco barely spared the three of them a glance before he went back to staring at Hermione as he fucked her.

“Hey, you finally made it,” Hermione’s shaky voice called out as she peered around them. “We’ll be done in a few minutes, ah!” She panted and her face screwed up in pleasure.

“You couldn’t wait until after we had lunch,” Tracey teased Draco as she sat down at the table right beside Hermione’s head.

Draco shot her an annoyed look. “You three were the ones that were late. Hermione wanted to do something to pass the time while we waited,” he said each word in between thrusts.

“We got a bit side-tracked,” Daphne said as she sat down beside Tracey.

Harry sat across from Tracey on the other side of Hermione’s head. His best friend turned to face him. Hermione’s head kept jostling around as Draco fucked her, and she was rapidly panting, but she still managed to focus on him for just a second. “We’ll be done in a few minutes, then we can eat,” she told him.

“Or someone can start eating right now,” Tracey interjected. She snapped her fingers at Harry with a cheeky grin on her lips and pointed down.

“Really, I already ate you out in the shower,” Harry whined.

“Yeah, well these two are getting me in the mood. You lost the bet so you have to do as we say, remember,” Tracey told him.

With a tired sigh, Harry dropped to his knees and crawled beneath the table. Tracey spread her legs open for him and lifted her skirt. A deal was a deal so Harry faithfully followed the terms.

At least he’d be back in control during the Yule Ball.