The rest of their third year passing without incident, in what feels like no time at all Harry finds himself whisked away for his first true vacation, one in which he's joined by Hermione, her mother and Andromeda.
Standing in the room they're going to be staying in for the next two weeks, Harry watches his girlfriend look out the window to the view of the French coast beyond.
"I can't believe we're really here. Two weeks in our own room!" Hermione gushes, turning around in excitement.
As she does she blushes at the sight of Andromeda poking her head past the open door, a smirk on her face.
"Sorry to interrupt…" The older woman teases. "Just wanted to tell you to two to get changed, we're heading down to the beach. And no funny business!" She adds.
"… After all, that can wait until we get there." She teases before leaving back to her own room shared with Emma, leaving to scarlet faced teens behind.
A short walk later
After a few minutes walking among muggles across the beach in their bathing suits, the four arrive at a shimmering barrier in the sand, visible to all but Emma.
"What is this?" Harry asks, staring at the magic in the air.
"This is the entrance to a Witch's Beach." Andromeda answers with a smile. "It's a place where witches and other magicals can be more… free."
"You mean like a… nude beach?" Hermione asks.
Nodding back, Andromeda grins. "Exactly. Just with a little more… spice on top."
"But why's it called a 'Witch's Beach?" Harry asks.
"Because this is one of the few places in the world where charms to hide a Witch's gift don't work." Andromeda says, stepping through the field with her arm around Emma whole her hand pulls in the hand-holding teens. "… in here, everything's on display."
Pulled through the barrier, Harry stares in amazement. Across the sand in front of him Harry sees an expanse of nude bodies. Ranging from tall to short, big to thin, every body type he could expect is in front of him, all fully on display.
Watching a group of women walk past him, Harry can't keep his eyes away from the long lengths of flesh that bounce between their legs as they walk. Something the women take quick notice of, sharing a delighted giggle after they walk past the teen.
"See something you like?"
Turning back to see his girlfriend grinning at him knowingly, Harry blushes.
"Come on, you can go back to cock watching after we get changed." She says, taking Harry's hand and pulling him along.
"Huh? Get changed?" Harry asks, confused by the fact he's already in his swimming trunks.
Hearing his aunt laugh behind them, Harry turns his head.
"Look around Harry, this part of the beach may technically be clothing optional, but let me know if you actually see any." His aunt says with a smile.
Turning to look again, Harry fails to spot anyone else wearing a stitch of clothing past the entrance to the beach, with only a few couples standing redressed as they get ready to leave.
His face still red, Harry tries to shake off his embarrassment. After his last year he'd figure such a thing wouldn't bother him anymore, but looking at the expanse of strangers he still feels a sense of shyness creeping in, a sense that deep down he enjoys feeling.
"So where do I change?" Harry asks.
"Well that's the thing, while this beach isn't exclusive to witches, it isn't a big attraction for wizards either. So you're going to have to change with us." Andromeda says. True to her words as Harry looks around he manages to spot only a handful of men across the beach, each outnumbered by witches in their dozens. "French wizards aren't quite as hung up over the witch's gift as they are back home, but most choose to embrace it in private only. Although, that might change if anyone hears about you coming here…"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Harry asks.
"Oh it's nothing Harry, just ignore me." Andi replies, waving Harry off. Unnoticed by the teen she glances across the beach, spotting several people with magical cameras, something that the more open French witches allow even on a beach like this. Smiling to herself, Andi begins to wonder just what might happen the moment a witch recognises the boy-who-lived in the background of their photo.
Arriving at a long veranda covering rows of lockers, Harry looks around as Hermione lets go of his hand to open a locker. Seeing Emma and Andi do the same to one next to them, Harry tries to spot the changing area.
"Erm, where are we supposed to go to change?" He asks.
Laughing at his question, Hermione turns to give him a playful smile as she reaches around to undo the back of her bikini, raising it above her head as it comes loose, giving him an eyeful of the thick hairs beneath her arms as she does.
"Where do you think?" Hermione replies with a grin.
Seeing Emma and Andromeda happily follow Hermione's lead and begin to strip, Harry stares frozen as the three women strip in front of his eyes, and in full view of anyone caring to look their way.
Despite his familiarity with their bodies, Harry can't pull his eyes away as the three now stand topless in front of him before their hands drop to loosen their bikini bottoms without pause.
Now standing fully nude, Harry gapes at the remarkably similar ladies in front of him. As he'd come to expect all three have forgone all but the barest attempts to groom the thick bushes of hair running up to their belly buttons, with thick tufts visible under each arm.
Seeing Harry look, it's Emma that decides to tease the teen further, raising her arm in the air to give him a clear look at her hair covered armpit.
"Do you like Harry? We figured we'd do our best to fit in." Emma says with a giggle.
"Isn't that just a stereotype?" Hermione asks, rolling her eyes with a smile.
"Maybe in the muggle world, for witches here you'd be surprised how often it's true." Andromeda adds.
Glancing lower Harry can't help but stare as a stark difference between one of the three becomes apparent. Whilst Emma stands with a visible baby bump, and her pussy covered by the thick bush of curls, the two next to her both stand with long, thick cocks hanging proudly, two lengths Harry has become more than familiar with.
"Well Harry, are you going to strip or just stand there staring at cock again?" Hermione says with a teasing grin.
With a blush, Harry joins them in lowering his swimming shorts before stepping out of them. With his own cock now revealed two stark differences stand out again, the first being the sheer difference in size, with Harry's own little shaft barely coming to a third of the size of the other two. But the more notable difference being that unlike Andi and Hermione before, Harry's cock stands hard and firm, already beyond excited at the sights he's seen so far.
"I told you." Hermione says with a giggle to her mum, as all three take notice of his small cock standing firm. "The second he sees a girl cock the little guy can't help but stand to attention."
The teasing from his girlfriend only serves to excite him further, and Harry stands still with his dick standing tall (as tall as it can) while the 3 pack their clothes into the locker, standing with just a set of beach towels to take with them.
"Don't worry Harry, I can promise no witch here is going to complain at seeing how excited you are by them." Andromeda says, ruffling Harry's hair. "Okay since we're all set, shall we go find a spot?" She asks, receiving nods of agreement.
"Excuse moi." A soft voice says behind them.
Turning around the foursome find a young redhead witch, standing just as nude as the others on the beach. Looking slightly older than the teens, the girl looks to be around college age, with a small trim body, and a modest length hanging between her legs.
"Oh hello, can we help you?" Emma kindly asks.
"I think I was asked to give this to you." She replies, holding out a letter in Harry's direction.
"You think?" Andromeda asks.
Now blushing slightly, the girl looks away.
"Well, the woman only told me to look out for a boy in his teens with messy black hair and… erm, well…" The girl begins to ramble.
"What is it?" Emma asks kindly once more.
Composing herself, the girl doesn't meet their eyes. "… And that he would have the smallest cock on the beach." She finishes, her cheeks a bright red.
Quickly matching the girl's complexion, Harry blushes deeply as the others laugh in response.
"Well, you definitely found him" Andi replies, accepting the letter. "Thank you and don't worry, Harry here likes nothing more than a cute girl like you noticing how little his dick is." Andi adds, teasing Harry further.
Looking up again with a smile, the girl giggles as she takes one last look at Harry's hard small cock before turning to leave, running towards a group of giggling friends, something that only makes Harry more embarrassed.
"Here Harry, it's definitely for you." Andi says, handing him the envelope.
Opening the letter, Harry begins to read.
Dear Harry,
I hope you are enjoying your holiday, and I'm sorry I couldn't be there to greet you myself.
The footsteps you are making have rippled more than I had planned, with each day that passes my vision gets cloudier, but the glances I make become brighter ever more, I only hope…
Excuse me, I got a little carried away there.
Whilst I cannot be there myself, I did not forget my debt to you, and while it will remain I have arranged a special treat for you. Take your lovely girlfriend and make your way through the coves, you will arrive at a spot favoured by lovers and those more inclined to expressing their desires. I'm sure you will fit right in. I'd recommend a spot closest to the water, perhaps by a parasol with a pink trim? Oh, and please give her my thanks after. And I don't mean Hermione.
I will see you one day in the future. But until then, remember these words.
Nothing is truly lost if it remains inside us, to give it back you must first give yourself, only then can you both stand tall.
Gratefully yours,
Perenelle
Finishing the note, Harry only feels more confused. Passing it to Hermione he lets his girlfriend quickly read.
"Do you have any idea what any of this means?" Harry asks.
Shaking her head, Hermione replies with a shrug. "Nope, but we do know she's a seer so maybe it's best to just do what she says?" Hermione replies with a smile.
"Since when are you so happy to not understand something?" Harry asks, teasing his girlfriend.
"I may not understand it all, but any letter that tells me to take my naked boyfriend to a special spot for expressing desires is one I'm happy to follow." Hermione says, grabbing Harry's hand once more. "Come on, let's go find it!"
Being pulled along again, Harry turns to Andi and Emma only to see them waving back with matching smiles. Finding them only smiling back, Harry follows Hermione's lead, blushing ever redder as each witch they pass look his way only to gaze lower at his still hard little shaft.
"Have fun sweetie, and don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Emma calls out as the teens cross the beach.
"Hmm, maybe I need to find out just what those things are myself." Andromeda purrs in her ear from behind, earning a giggle from her girlfriend as they make their own way across the soft sand.
A short trek through the coves later
"I think this is it…" Hermione says as she and Harry come out onto the warm sand once more.
Adjusting to the bright sun, Harry blinks his eyes as his vision clears. Once he can see once more his mouth opens in surprise.
Smaller than the beach before, the new spot they find is far less busy, with just couples and small groups scattered across the beach, each afforded plenty of space. Like before everyone Harry spots is fully nude, with not a stitch of clothing in sight.
But unlike before everywhere Harry looks he spots nothing but hard, thick cocks. His eyes scanning across the beach, Harry stares in wonder at the sight of so many witches engaging in any number of sexual acts across the sand.
To his left over by a rocky landscape Harry sees one witch holding up another against a tall stone, her thick shaft thrusting in hard and deep as the pair lock lips, the other woman's own length visible between their bodies, bouncing between their chests with a visible sheen of cum already dripping from her cock.
Beyond them Harry spots another two witches laid on towels on the sand, with hands reaching across each other, the pair stroke each other's hard shafts, engaging in a bout of mutual masturbation without shame as they stare across the beach.
Following their gaze Harry sees another couple, this time a man and a woman. Much to his surprise it's the man that Harry sees is on his knees, his mouth wrapped around the hard length of his partner as he happily swallows her length in full view of their onlookers only a short distance away.
Turning his gaze to the other side of the beach Harry spots a larger group of four witches gathered together. Glancing through the mass of bodies Harry sees a younger witch on her knees in front of them, her mouth swapping between hard cocks as she works to pleasure all four equally.
Past them Harry sees a second male on the beach. This time standing behind a shorter woman, powering into her from behind as her own cock bounces from his thrusts. What would typically look like a more typical scene to the muggle-raised Harry is soon changed when he spots the thick white cum layered across the man's beard, as well as the second witch laid next to them gently teasing her noticeably spent cock.
With many other couples and groups participating in their own fun, and numerous witches sitting alone whilst openly stroking their own hard shafts, Harry can see nothing but pleasure everywhere he looks.
"Over there, that must be the spot!" Hermione calls out, pointing over to a parasol with a pink trim held in the sand by the water.
Walking across the sand, Harry feels the eyes of various witches looking his way as they walk across the sand, like before each set of eyes quickly drift to look at his small hard dick, with most openly smiling back at the sight of Harry's member. This time though Harry is treated to a view of just how excited the witches are in return, with their hands running along their own cocks as they gaze at the passing teen. Even some of the couples can't help but notice the black-haired teen with the cute cock as he passes, often pausing their own pleasure to whisper and giggle together.
Taking hold of Harry's hand with a purpose, Hermione walks along proudly, making it clear just who the newcomer is with. Not worried about Harry choosing anyone else, the teen witch is more than happy to almost parade her boyfriend across the sand. By the time they make it to the spot with the parasol her own much larger cock is beginning to stand firm in excitement.
Settling a beach towel down for herself and Harry, Hermione looks around the beach again as they sit for a moment.
"So, any idea what we're supposed to be looking for?" She asks Harry.
Distracted for a moment by the sight of a witch climaxing over the face of her female partner a short distance away, Harry turns back to Hermione.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?"
Giggling at her distracted boyfriend, Hermione shakes her head.
"I said, do you have any idea what we're supposed to look for?"
"Not a clue, but this is definitely the spot. Did you want to take a swim or something while we figure it out?" Harry asks, before glancing down his girlfriend's body. "Or I could take care of that for you first." He says with a blush, gazing down at her now hard 8.5 inch cock.
Leaning over to kiss her boyfriend first, Hermione shakes her head.
"Maybe later, looking around us I don't think there's much hope of keeping it down right now." Hermione replies with a grin. "Come on, since I'm already hard you may as well get me wet too."
Taking her hand again, the pair make their way into the water, smiling and laughing as they go.
"Maman look! It's true!"
Turning at the sound of a young voice, Harry and Hermione turn to see a young blonde girl running over to them in the shallow water. Dressed in a small one-piece swimming suit, the sight of the younger girl causes Harry to quickly flush red, his hands rushing down to cover his hard cock from her sight.
"Gabrielle! What did I tell you about running off? You know it isn't safe." An older, melodic French voice calls out from behind the girl.
His eyes drifting to the older figure, Harry openly gapes at the sight of the most stunning woman he's ever seen. Standing fully nude in the water, the older woman looks barely over 30, with long flowing blonde hair drifting down her back in waves. Unable to resist gazing down her body, Harry first openly stares at what may just be the most perfect breasts he's ever seen, standing large and round, but without even a hint of sag. Topped with perfectly round hard pink nubs, the sight of the woman's chest alone makes Harry's mouth water.
If Harry thought he felt a hunger before, it was nothing compared to what he feels as he gazes lower down her body. Whilst trim and perfectly smooth, and with wide enticing hips, it's the long pillar of flesh between her thighs that steals Harry's attention.
In front of his eyes Harry stares at the most enticing cock he's ever seen. Laying soft against her milky white skin, the woman's length already measures a long, fat 10 inches. Not only is her member impressively large even while flaccid, but it somehow manages to be one of the most feminine shafts he's ever seen, something that Harry struggles to even explain. Inside he can only marvel at how magical the long cock seems to be.
"But Maman, it's him, the boy in the letter!"
Still distracted by the naked beauty walking up to the young girl, Harry doesn't hear the girl's words while Hermione quickly takes notice.
"Excuse me, did you say something about a letter?" Hermione asks the young girl, her own hand held in an attempt to hide her hard length from the younger girl.
In response the young girl nods in excitement, a bright smile on her face.
"I'm sorry about my daughter, she must be mistaken. About a week ago we had a letter arrive telling us to come here today, but the other parts of it were… strange." The older woman replies.
"Oh I'm sorry, where are my manners. My name is Apolline Delacour, and this is my daughter Gabrielle." The woman now identified as Apolline says warmly, holding out a hand to greet Hermione.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Hermione Granger and this is Harry..." Hermione says stopping at the last second, worried about the reaction his full name might get. As she shakes the woman's hand Hermione turns to the still silent Harry. "Harry?"
As she turns her head Hermione sees Harry's eyes still locked on Apolline's cock, completely focused on the thick length of the older woman.
Rolling her eyes at her boyfriend's obvious distraction, Apolline interjects. "Please don't be upset at your boyfriend, it isn't his fault. Both myself and my daughter are Veela, and someone of Harry's age will have little resistance to our allure." Apolline explains.
"Huh? Allure?" Harry asks, his eyes snapping up when he realises the woman was talking about him.
Staring at Harry in astonishment, Apolline replies in shock. "You broke the allure yourself? And so quickly? That should be impossible."
In response Hermione only giggles, confusing Apolline further. "I don't think I've read too much about the Veela, but I do know that Harry wasn't under the effects of any kind of spell just then." Hermione says. "Well, unless cocklust is a spell now." She teases.
"But I don't understand, for one so young to feel no effects is unheard of."
"Oh well… I'm kinda a unique case." Harry replies with a blush.
"Wait, Harry… as in Harry Potter?" Apolline asks, receiving a nod in return. "And do you happen to know of a woman named… Perenelle?"
Both teens nodding in response, Apolline shakes her head in amusement.
"Of course that old woman would still be playing these games." Apolline mutters. "She mentioned you to me once, many months ago. She had a question about something strange she had seen, a wizard gifted with sex magics, much like the Veela. I didn't believe her until she said your name. Even in France the legend of the Boy-Who-Lived is strong."
"So she was the one that told you to come find us today?" Hermione asks.
"As if she could be that plain. Her exact terms were a little more… mysterious."
Hearing the young girl giggle, Hermione glances to the little blonde in concern.
"Erm, not to be rude but is it okay for her to be here?" Hermione asks gently.
Waving her off with a smile, Apolline shakes her head.
"Ah please do not be concerned. I know to outsiders Gabrielle's appearance can be concerning, it's why I insist she wears the suit, despite how much she moans about it." She replies, glancing down at her daughter with a smirk. "The truth is Gabby is only a year younger than Harry here."
"What? That can't be right." Hermione replies, looking at the young girl again.
"For Veela our growth isn't done gradually. Our appearance is the last part of us to mature, but I assure you she's every bit the same as you otherwise."
"So that's why you brought her here? She's not unused to this kind of beach?" Hermione asks.
"Ah not quite, we have come here often before, but I only allow Gabby to visit the main beach normally. A young Veela with an allure can get upto some mischief otherwise." Apolline says. "Today was an exception, the part of the letter about Harry also included Gabby…"
"The best part!" The young girl says proudly.
"… and since Perenelle is someone I trust I chose to bring her along."
"Wait, what did the letter say exactly?" Harry asks in confusion.
"A lot of it was confusing, but it told us to come to this spot for a promise of… fun." Apolline says, her eyes glancing over Harry's body, his hands still clasped in front of her crotch. "As for Gabby, I believe the exact wording was. Take the little one with you, it will be nice for her to play with someone her own size. Tell her to look for her special twin." Apolline recites.
Looking over at the small blonde girl standing next to her mother, Harry finds himself glancing down due to the extra feet of height he has on the smaller girl.
"I think we both know it wasn't height she was talking about Harry." Apolline says lowly, her eyes directed at his hands covering his member from view.
Despite knowing the girl is older than she looks, Harry can't help but feel uncomfortable standing in front of the young bathing suit wearing blonde, still worrying of exposing the girl to something she's too young for.
His worries are forgotten a moment later when Gabrielle pulls the bottom of her suit to the side, exposing a growing cock to the two shocked teens.
To Harry's surprise it's soon like glancing in a mirror, as before his eyes the young girl's cock rises hard and firm to stand at a hatching 4 inches, every bit as short and cute as his own.
"Gabby! You can't just expose yourself to strangers like that." Apolline scolds.
With a pout the young girl tries to push her cock back inside her suit, a sight that becomes comical with the obvious hard length clearly visible through the tight blue bathing suit.
"It's okay." Hermione says, seeing that Harry is just as distracted once more. "We don't mind. I know it's unusual, but then I came here with my boyfriend's mum, who's now the mother of my soon to be new sister, who first fucked my mum the same night we first slept together."
Seeing the two French witches stare at her in surprise, and even Harry raising an eyebrow, Hermione blushes and waves her arm. "What I mean is that we're okay with things that might be strange to others."
Turning to her mother for permission, Gabby receives a nod with a small smile. Grinning wide in delight, the young girl quickly pulls down the top of her suit, soon lowering the entire thing to the sand before standing there fully nude without a hint of shame.
Staring at the now naked little blonde, Harry has to remind himself of her real age as he glances over the small growing breasts and short body. As his eyes meet her hard small cock again his own excitement quickly overwrites his fears, and he lets his hands drop to the side to reveal his matching little length.
"Oh my, she wasn't exaggerating. It really is the same." Apolline says in surprise. "I never thought I'd see a boy your age as small as my little girl." She continues, her tone quickly turning to a teasing melody.
Letting out a laugh of her own as she watches Harry's cock bounce happily in response to the older woman's words, Hermione turns to Apolline again.
"Are they okay to play out here?" She asks, already knowing full well that her boyfriend won't be able to focus on anything else but the young girl's obvious desire.
"Of course, there are many Veela colonies here so the witches here are well used to such things. They make sure to keep an eye on any nearby Wizards whenever one of us comes to this beach." Apolline replies.
Looking around Hermione notices a number of witches watching on with interest, a number still pleasuring themselves as they do.
"Well, it's not a selfless job." Apolline says with a grin as she sees the same onlookers.
Making their way out the water, with an excited Gabrielle leading Harry by the hand, they arrive back at their towels in the sand.
"My sister is going to be so jealous. She always teases me about my size and that I've only played girls and papa, but I bet she won't tease me when I tell her I got to play with you!" The chirpy girl says.
"Ahem, aren't you forgetting something Gabby?" Apolline interrupts.
"Oh right. Miss Hermione, can I play with Harry and if so which parts is it okay if I use?" She innocently asks.
"Huh?" Hermione mutters, turning to Apolline in confusion.
"Ah, it's seen as polite for any Veela to ask a wizard's partner for any rules first." Apolline explains. "Since the wizard themselves will often agree to anything it's seen as polite to ask them for the boundaries instead. Although I guess it doesn't exactly apply here."
Nodding back, Hermione grins. "It wouldn't matter anyway. When it comes to a naked witch Harry doesn't have a limit." Hermione says, causing Harry to blush again.
"Oh wow! Okay, then first I want to use your mouth, and then I can play with your butt, and then I want to try sticking it in there, and then…" Gabby rambles.
"Why don't we just start with his mouth first." Apolline says, interrupting the girl with a smile. Earning a happy nod back, the older woman leans over to Hermione to whisper. "Don't worry, her appetite is far bigger than her endurance at this age. She's not had the chance to play with a boy before so she's unlikely to last very long," She says, causing Hermione to giggle.
"Maman!" Gabby exclaims, embarrassed as she hears her mother's whispered words.
Lost for words, Harry only stares in growing hunger as the tiny blonde in front of him almost bounces in excitement, her small length swaying enticingly as she does.
Before he can do anything else it's Hermione that makes the first move, walking behind Harry to push him down to his knees, something he quickly does without resistance.
Now kneeling in the sand, Harry finds himself sat before the excited little blonde. Whilst no stranger to such a position at this point, it's when he looks ahead that Harry notices the more unusual circumstances with his head currently lined up more with her chest than her cock.
"Looks like you'll have to work a little harder for this one." Hermione says from behind, pushing down on his shoulders to encourage him lower.
Following his girlfriend's lead, Harry folds himself lower until his head lines up with the young girl's hard length, the tiny little shaft still bobbing in excitement.
"He's all yours Gabby." Hermione says, standing back to get a good view, her own much larger shaft standing firm in desire.
With almost a squeal of excitement, Gabby reaches down to grasp Harry's hair as she aims her little length between his lips. Pressing her hips forward the tiny blonde gasps in pleasure as her cock pushes inside the teen boy's mouth.
"Oh wow…" Hermione mutters to herself as she watches the tiny blonde girl feed her cock into Harry's mouth. Hear a chuckle next to her Hermione blushes when she sees Apolline watching her in amusement.
Leaning down to the bushy-haired girl's ear, Apolline whispers. "Don't worry, there's nothing I enjoy more than taking my husband back home to our colony to watch him pleasure other Veela. You're not as different as you might think."
Still blushing despite the reassurance, Hermione continues to watch as her boyfriend begins to work his magic on the little cock between his lips.
The moment Harry tastes the cock against his tongue any reluctance he had left is washed away, his eyes closing as he seals his lips around the small hard length pushing its way inside. With Gabrielle's cock being so small Harry almost instantly swallows her entire length, his nose brushing against the smooth skin of her stomach as he greedily swallows as much of the little pillar of flesh as he can.
As the salty taste of her sea-soaked flesh mixes with the delicious flavour of the precum forming at the tip of her cock Harry hungrily laps down the enticing juices dripping from her cock, swallowing as much of the young girl's taste as he can.
For Gabby the feel of Harry's mouth and tongue melts through her body. True to her mother's words earlier it's her first experience feeling the mouth of a boy around her cock, having only played with her family and other Veela before.
With Harry's tongue running against every inch of her tiny size, and his lips continuing to keep her entire cock trapped inside the pleasurable seal of his mouth, in little time at all Gabby is left biting her lips and shuddering from the pleasure she's receiving.
"I'm impressed, I've seen grown women struggle to resist Harry when he's that focused. She's lasting longer than I expected." Hermione says, watching as the young girl begins to move her hips again, fucking her little cock into the tight seal of Harry's lips.
"It's a gift of the Veela. We're naturally more in tune with our bodies, which can lead to us lasting longer." Apolline replies. As she does the older woman reaches down to her own much larger, far thicker cock, her hand gripping her hard flesh tight as Hermione glances down. "A lot longer." Apolline purrs to the younger girl, a smirk on her lips when she watches Hermione's cheek redden even as she struggles to look away.
Turning back to the scene in front of them, they find Gabby now powering her small cock hard and fast into Harry's mouth. With the young girl's cock being so much smaller than he's become used to the harsh pace doesn't even phase Harry, instead he continues to meet the tiny girl halfway, forcing his own mouth down her cock as he looks up to watch her face scrunch up in pleasure.
For Harry looking up and seeing such a young girl while being fed her hard and eager cock is a sharp reminder of how strange his life has become. A thought that only lasts a fleeting second before he focuses on nothing but the delicious little length rocking against his tongue. As much as Harry has come to hunger for long, thick cocks, he finds himself enjoying the feel of such a little shaft being able to easily push between his lips and lay against his tongue.
After a few more seconds Harry feels the young girl's grip in his hair tighten, and her hips speed up, feeding him her hard little shaft even faster and harder than before. Knowing the tiny girl is close to the edge, Harry does everything he can do please the tiny bundle of flesh each time it's forced between his lips. Growing hungry for the taste of the girl's release, Harry wills on the young Veela fucking his mouth.
Watching on from the side, Hermione and Apolline both tease their own much thicker cocks as they watch the show approach the climax, both spotting the little girl is close to her climax.
A moment later Harry's wish for her cum is granted. Without slowing down Gabriella lets out a sharp cry of pleasure, her hands gripping Harry tight as she forces her cock deep between his lips. Forcing her cock back and forth against his tongue, Gabby continues to fuck Harry's mouth as her little length begins to unload, filling the teen boy's mouth with her cum.
Keeping his lips sealed tight to not miss a drop, Harry greedily swallows down every rope of warm, thick cum that lands against his tongue. His eyes widening as the young girl's flavour hits his tongue, Harry moans against the small cock cumming between his lips as he tastes the most wonderful flavour he's ever experienced.
Her climax only lasting for a few moments, Gabby's thrusts finally cum to an end as the breathless girl sighs in pleasure. As she does the young girl glances down in surprise when Harry's tongue continues to run across her softening cock, search out every hint of cum from her little shaft.
It's only when her legs give out and she collapses against the sand that her cock is freed from Harry's lips, laying back in the sand with her arm raised against her head, Gabrielle smiles in drunken pleasure for a moment before her eyes close in exhaustion.
Looking down at the young girl now seemingly unconscious by his legs, Harry begins to worry only to hear the older Veela begin to laugh in amusement.
"That's my girl." Apolline says warmly. "Don't worry Harry, young Veela are gifted with our ability to last longer, but until they mature it takes a lot out of them. She'll wake up again in a couple of hours the happiest Veela in France."
Turning to look at the two older witches, Harry spots them both openly stroking their hard lengths. Whilst Apolline's gaze is firmly on him, Harry spots Hermione's eyes glancing to the side, looking over the older Veela's impressive cock with a look of growing hunger.
"So, you've helped one Veela today, feel like playing with another?" Apolline asks, stroking her hard length in Harry's direction.
Nodding back numbly as his eyes glue to the mouth-watering length once more, Harry quickly agrees.
Turning her head in Hermione's direction, the Veela milf raises an eyebrow at the bushy-haired girl.
"I wasn't just talking to him." Apolline says, turning her body towards the shocked teen girl. "Are you just going to watch, or are you going to admit that you want to get on your knees just as much as your boyfriend?"
Shocked silent, Hermione doesn't know how to respond until she feels the soft touch of Harry's hand gripping her own. Looking down Hermione sees Harry smiling up before he tugs her gently lower with a grin.
Smiling back, Hermione falls to her knees next to Harry, her hard cock standing firm between her thighs. Turning their heads in Apolline's direction, the two grin.
"We're ready when you are."