Harry walked upstairs, leading the Patil Twins by holding their hands. They lagged one stair behind him; Parvati was on the left, while Padma—the girl of the moment—was on the right. Surprisingly, the trio made the climb alone.
Apolline, understandably, was still in a bit of a coma, basically fucked silly by Harry's fierce pounding. More surprisingly, Fleur tapped out too. Rather than follow Harry and the Indian beauties, she chose to settle back in her chair with her legs spread, closing her eyes. She was still touching herself fantasizing about the cross-generation creampie she had orchestrated and watched. If you listened carefully, you could hear her moaning.
Daphne and Hermione, meanwhile, had chosen to escape while their captor (Fleur) was otherwise occupied and exhausted. They pleaded to being tired, and slipped back to their own rooms to rest, leaving Harry and the Patils with privacy.
His bedsheets were perfectly made up for once. It was rare, since fornication usually left them bunched around Harry and whatever girl he was keeping company on a given night.
The smooth surface of the sheets didn't last very long at all. When they got to the foot of the bed, Harry let go of the twins' hands, turning around to face them. Starting with Parvati, then moving to Padma, he pulled open their robes. The witches shimmied to help him remove their clothes. Their underwear was skimpy, with Parvati in a matching red set and Padma wearing matching dark blue. House colors: Harry wondered if they planned that.
He, of course, was naked. His dick was still dirty. Apolline had smeared on a healthy casing of pussy nectar, which by now was beginning to dry. Harry crawled onto the bed, rising up on his knees.
The twins joined him. They stayed on the same sides of him that they'd been on while holding his hand, allowing him to wrap one arm around either of them.
Harry slid his fingers over their dark backs, feeling the soft flesh that broke out in goosebumps at his touch. He traded messy kisses with them, alternating between the two to keep it fair. While they kissed, he moved his fingers with startling skill, unlatching their bras and pulling them off at the same time, all without missing a beat with his tongue.
When their tits were freed, the twins responded by grabbing his dick. Padma made the move first, with her sister following the lead. The Ravenclaw twin meant business.
The twins moved in ways that only identical sisters could, rubbing Harry's dick in perfect synch. They were more coordinated than a single woman. Harry grunted as his dick, which had lost a small amount of blood, rose back to a 45 degree angle compared to his body.
The girls still jerked him off, adjusting to the new angle they had to work at. Harry took his hand off of Padma, using it instead to grope Parvati's breasts, pinching and rubbing her nipples. The mounds were firm and well sized, they just couldn't compare to veela or someone as bosom blessed as Hermione.
Harry moved both his hands over to Parvati next, giving her the same treatment Parvati had received. Physically, they were identical. The only way Harry could tell them apart were their moans.
Parvati made squeakier noises, while Padma was more prone to husky growls.
Finally, after a long time kissing and getting into the mood, Harry pushed Parvati down.
She was reduced to her hands and knees, her face coming to a stop in front of Harry's dick when she caught herself. She looked up at him, just half her face visible with Harry's penis blocking the rest.
Harry ran his hand along the side of her hair. "Get it ready."
He could hear Parvati gulp. She leaned forward, first kissing his dick and then pushing her head forward.
Parvati went halfway down his shaft. She gagged. She went back to the tip, before trying again. This elicited a second gag. No matter what, Parvati didn't give up.
She would've made her bestie Lavender proud as she worked to loosen her throat, getting as much spit as she possibly could onto Harry's penis. The gagging only made it more arousing to Harry, who moved his hand to her scalp and gathered her glossy hair, holding it in a way that would keep it out of her face. Parvati squeezed her eyes shut and pushed herself to take him as deep as she could. "ULK!" "ULK!" "ULK!"
Her sister Padma bit down on her lip, experiencing a concoction of her emotions as she watched her sister toil for her. Harry's dick was going to be inside Padma imminently. Every drop of saliva that Parvati could impart would ease the process, helping her sister go all the way with a man.
Padma delved into her own preparations, fingering her pussy while she watched her sister gag. She quickly got wet, or wetter than she already was. Harry had no doubt her pussy would be ready for him once Parvati finished her work.
Eventually, Parvati took her palms off of the bed. With a hint of desperations, she'd become so worked up that she grabbed Harry's ass. He felt her fingers flatten against his muscled glutes.
Parvati used that grip to literally drag herself forward, FORCING her pesky throat to admit Harry's plus sized penis.
"GUUUUUUUUUUUURK!"
"Bloody Merlin," Padma whispered.
The similarity of her twin's voice turned her on. She whimpered and squirted all over her fingers, which doubled the speed they were plunging into her cunt with.
More of those low pitched moans Harry had noticed before escaped Padma, while all that Parvati released were tears.
She was crying. Yet, she refused to pull back. Parvati looked up at Harry, her cheeks puffed out, her hands gripping his ass, while her throat coiled around his dick. She could barely breathe in through her nose. Her eyelids twitched, obscuring the smokey eye contact she'd been maintaining.
Harry waited until her eyes cracked back open, at which point he came in her throat.
It was impressive that Parvati didn't cough. She immediately pulled back, turning her face toward the bed and spilling scant amounts of semen. What she did lose she caught, bringing it back to her lips and licking her fingers clean. Eventually, every drop of Harry's orgasm had been packed down her throat, at which point she slumped sideways, completely exhausted.
Padma was still masturbating. The brainier of the twins had masturbated the entire time her sister was sucking Harry off, ultimately cumming twice. Harry scooped her up, digging his hands into her brown buttocks and hefting her into the air.
His dick was buried inside her before she even had time to draw more than a surprised breath, ramming into her womb.
Reacting instinctively, Padma encircled his waist with her legs, squeezing Harry as she took his pounding. Parvati looked up, laying on her side while watching her twin get fucked.
"Mmm! Gah-ah-ah-ahhhhh…" Padma moaned. "Harry!"
She flung her arms around him with as much strength as her legs were gripping his waist. Harry felt her nails slide across his back, cutting thin red trails into his skin. The progress of her fingers was slow, stinging him consistently while he fucked her. Her pussy felt so good that Harry didn't even mind.
"Wow…" Parvati moaned.
While laying on her side, she started to masturbate, similar to what Padma had done during Parvati's blowjob. Parvati's moans joined those released by her sister, all the while Harry's dick pounded Padma's womb, slamming the entrance of the very thing his seed was soon to infiltrate.
Harry's fingers tightened and dug deeper into Parvati's ass. Both of the twins had lovely rears; plenty of fun to grip and even more fun to smack.
Today, there was no time for spankings. Harry had one mission, and that was to squeeze out everything that was left in his balls into this sexy dark witch wrapped around him.
Growling, Harry pitched his body forward, pinning Padma down on the bed. Her legs stuck up in the air, pointing toward the ceiling as she was mating pressed. The mattress coiled and bounced as his thrusts temporarily reshaped it. He was still holding Padma's ass, his arms reaching under her back. When Harry thrusted, pussy juices burbled out underneath his dick, dripping along Padma's taint.
Parvati crawled closer. She pulled herself along the bed by grabbing the sheets and yanking, crawling over to her twin. She watched Padma's expression, that face so much like her own completely twisted with pleasure.
Harry slammed his face down and captured Padma's lips. She closed her eyes and stretched her cheeks, sticking her tongue out to meet Harry's advances.
"Mm! Ah! Ah! Ah! Uhn!" Padma moaned, the sounds leaking out occasionally around the blockage that was Harry's mouth.
On the inside, the gorgeous Ravenclaw was trapped in a state of consecutive orgasms. Padma gasped, sucking in air in the brief moments she wasn't kissing Harry. From somewhere downstairs, the sound of Fleur's moans filtered up to them, joined by a new voice. It seemed that Apolline had recovered enough to be aroused by the sounds from upstairs, and was giving her sore pussy a bit of a treat as well.
Parvati closed her fingers around her sister's hand. "How does it feel?"
"So… BIG! I'm so… FULL!" Padma gasped.
PLAM! PLAM! PLAM! Harry's hips crashed down on her. He kissed Padma again, tightening his fingers on her ass, and gave her a last thrust so hard that the springs of the bed screamed like they were being murdered.
If she thought she was full before, she'd lack the adjectives for what she felt now.
Parvati's dutiful swallowing had hidden it earlier, but the Reinvigoration Potion was still circulating around his body, bringing its distinctive side effects with it.
In other words, when Harry came inside Padma, it was like another bomb went off.
His seed raced into the recesses of her cunt, searching her womb and beyond for an egg to meet. Her legs stuck up in the air at a 90 degree angle to their prone bodies. Her toes curled into balls, meanwhile Padma's pussy went through a magnitude 10 tremor that drove a shout from her mouth. "AHHHHHHH!"
Padma's whole body tensed. Parvati held onto her sister's hand, biting her lip as she watched the fate that would one day be hers, even if she wasn't quite ready yet.
When Padma's body started to relax, she went completely limp, her limbs flopping down around her body. She didn't even have the energy to kiss Harry, so he rose up, pulling his dick out of her. As soon as it wasn't stopping her cunt up, cum dripped out, showing just how much had been injected.
The white fluid was bright compared to Padma's dark skin. As Harry's dick started to soften, Parvati found the strength to rise to her knees.
Not even the Reinvigoration Potion he quaffed was enough to keep Harry hard after cumming so many times, with his busy night before still wearing on his body. In fact, his balls ached so bad it was physically painful. Not that he regretted anything he'd done. It was all so, SO worth it.
All the same, uncaring that it wouldn't get hard for her, Parvati bent forward, hair hanging in her face. She stuck out her great pink tongue and slapped it against Harry's softening dick. Licking and sucking, Parvati cleaned him perfectly. She sucked up Padma's juices, the remnants that Apolline had left, and Harry's own cum that had run down his dick. By the time she pulled her head back, popping him free of her lips, Harry's penis was well washed, even glistening from the spit she'd imparted.
Harry ran one of his hands along Parvati's cheek, silently thanking her for her service, while his other hand touched Padma's knee. She craned her neck despite her exhaustion, looking at Harry with cum still dripping out of her pussy.
"Worth it?" Harry asked.
"Absolutely," Padma said in a weak, yet happy voice. "And in 9 months, it will only get better."
Harry smiled and nodded, but at the same time her reference of the future reminded him of something; a silent resolution he felt honorbound to make.
None of his kids would be born into a world that had Voldemort. Within the next nine months, Harry was going to end this war.
One soul sliver at a time, he'd widdle that death fearing psychopath out of this world. And for that, his next stop was obvious.
Hogwarts.
.
Check the link in my profile to find more.