"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 on overtop.
Together, Harry, Tracey, and Daphne all made their way down towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Hermione and Draco were already sat 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 pleasantry 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, its 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."
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.
"Its 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 away 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.
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 her one hand, pinching her nipples in between her fingers, as she pumped her fingers in and out of her 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 a 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 her 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.
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