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"That's a good sign; hopefully, we can shoot longer clips in the future."

"Have you looked up tips on how to last longer?" she asked, taking his semi-limp penis into her hand and slowly pumping it back to life.

"No... I didn't even know that was a thing."

"Of course, it's a thing," she remarked. "I can send you some when I get back home."

"I'd appreciate that," Harry said, watching her hand move up and down his member. He didn't want to code another block if he could make a living from this.

"By the way, can I suck you off again?" she asked, making a pleading expression. "And then maybe we can slide that beast between my breasts?"

"Sure," Harry said, which was an offer he couldn't refuse. She eagerly crawled between his legs, swaying her ponytail. She positioned herself so that both hands wrapped around his girth, enhancing her cleavage. She opened her mouth and plunged it back inside. Even though he had just climaxed, he slowly stiffened in her mouth and reignited his desire to ravage her beautiful body.

"How far can you go?" Harry asked.

"Just as you need experience, so do I," she said, taking his semi-limp penis into her hand and slowly pumping it back to life. "This thing is a monster."

"So deep-throating won't be possible?"

She looked at him and dragged her finger from top to bottom. "It should be... Even pushing it inside me should be doable. Vaginas are elastic, so the more aroused I am, the more I can take inside."

Harry Potter carefully considered her words. "I have a really large dildo, the largest in the store, and I could fit it inside me without any pain."

"How does that compare to mine?"

She descended from him with a loud smack and directed her eyes, filled with unmistakable notes of desire, toward Harry. "Yours is bigger."

She opened her mouth again and swirled her tongue around the tip before taking him back into her mouth, sucking so vigorously that the intensity sent shivers through Harry's body. She came off him with another satisfying pop that sounded incredibly sexy. "Damn, Daphne," Harry said, running his fingers through his hair.

"Are you ready to titfuck me?" she asked, seductively approaching him and pressing her breasts against his face. Harry glanced at the clock and realized it was almost ten at night.

"Sure, but then we need to set up an account and upload a few photos; otherwise, it'll be too late."

"I also have internships to attend to," she said, a hint of disappointment appearing on her face. "I'd rather stay here and play with your joystick all day."

"I feel sorry for you," Harry said, looking at his computer with all the work-related stress waiting for him tomorrow. He patted the spot next to him, and she rolled onto her back. Harry moved closer to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and gazing down at her breasts, which belonged to him.

She spat into her hands and lubed up her breasts. "Come on, don't be shy. Spit on my boner."

Harry spat onto her breasts and rubbed it in. They were so soft yet firm and youthful, bouncing at the slightest touch. He positioned his penis at the entrance between her breasts, sliding it straight through the valley of her cleavage until it hit her chin. "Gently," she said with a mischievous smile. "After all, it's a dangerous weapon."

"I won't pull the trigger just yet," Harry said, grabbing the camera as his penis stretched her breasts several centimeters apart. He took several shots in all the necessary positions, savoring each moment. He regretted not having a day off tomorrow. The way her breasts squeezed and heated up his shaft was just as incredible as when she gave him a blowjob. Her breasts were large enough to encompass his penis, and they managed to capture some great shots while he also enjoyed the sensation of thrusting between her breasts for a while. To be honest, if they continued for a few more minutes, he could easily reach climax again. She opened her mouth as he slowly slid his penis through her cleavage into her mouth.

"Perfect," Harry said, putting the camera aside and pulling his penis from her wet cleavage. "In the meantime, you can check out the photos. I'll set up our account." As she lay in his bed scrolling through the photos, Harry quickly set up the account, and the verification process was fortunately swift. "Welcome to a man's wet dream," Harry said, typing it into the profile description.

"It's short and sweet," she said.

"Yeah," Harry agreed. "Give me the SD card." "What do you want it for?" she asked, looking puzzled.

"Just give me the camera," Harry said, realizing he knew little about technical matters. He quickly copied the photos onto his computer and prepared to make his first post on OnlyFans. "By the way, what's your schedule for tomorrow?"

"I'm free as a bird after 4 PM," she said. "We can meet at 8 PM because I'll be busy with work."

"Blah," she said playfully. "I mean, look at these photos. You look amazing in all of them."

She sounded incredibly self-assured, something Harry envied about her. He had never been confident in his life, mainly due to his past failures, but it was certainly necessary. "Me? Are you sure you're not pulling my leg?"

"Hey, I would never do that."

"You can only see my lower region." "Yes, and you look incredible."

Harry wasn't hung, but he wasn't modest either. "When we start making a living from this, we'll do it full-time."
"I won't wait long," Harry said.

After Harry had organized the photos into folders, he returned to OnlyFans to post their first entry. "Let me just post something before you go. I need help with the title." They sat down next to each other, their skin touching again. She was very creative with titles and knew emojis better than Harry.

Harry Potter listened to her with amusement. "It's not rocket science that an eggplant, lips, and droplets represent oral sex," she said, rolling her eyes. Harry couldn't help but smile. "I guess we're even," he said, playfully trying to mimic her voice.

"James... Let's post this together."

They exchanged smiles. She placed her hand on Harry's, and he guided the mouse to the publish button. A sudden warmth enveloped him, a feeling he had never experienced before. It was like love. They exchanged glances once more. "Ready?"

"Yes," she said, nodding impatiently.

"One, two, three." When they pressed the "publish" button, it felt like the moment he first touched his wand—magic, especially when they saw it go live. But the touch of her hand on his was equally magical. "That was nice," she said, sounding modest as if she were examining her own feelings.

Harry nodded, and an awkward silence followed. "Let's promote it."

"Good idea," she said. "We should probably look for other places too."

After sharing the video on Reddit and the magical equivalent of Magdit, Harry wasn't surprised when someone commented on their chosen name, saying it was fitting. "That's a good start."

"Yes, but I can't wait for the payment," she said. "We need to be patient," Harry said, finally getting up from his chair. "Getting the first fan might take weeks."

She rolled her eyes. "But when it happens, it will spread like wildfire. Your dick is unprecedented."

"If you say so."

"I know," she said, and they both looked at each other, realizing they were still naked. "By the way, can you help me get dressed?"

"Sure," Harry said, helping her put on her panties and skirt. He also assisted with her bra, though he couldn't help but think she looked a thousand times better without it. She looked outside and seemed indecisive now that it was dark. "What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"I don't feel comfortable walking alone in the dark." "Hey, I'll walk you," Harry said, grateful to be regaining his social skills. He couldn't leave her alone, even though he had little time. She smiled and opened her arms, pulling him into another warm embrace. "Thank you," she said. "I love these walks together."

"I owe you one after your blowjob," Harry said, breaking the hug.

He led her outside, and the cooler evening air brought relief. It wasn't a dangerous neighborhood, but he understood why it was more pleasant to have company than to be alone. "It's so much better with a guy by my side."

"How so?"

"Everyone is always trying to hit on me. They don't understand that I want to be alone from time to time."

"I understand... They probably think I'm your boyfriend. Lucky me."

"Well, in a way, you are now," she said, and they exchanged glances. Harry felt a spark between them, just like when they were publishing together. "What do you mean by saying 'lucky'?"

Harry blinked at her, wondering if she was serious. "In terms of looks, you're out of my league."

"No, you're not," she said. "I find you attractive... And no, I'm not blowing smoke up your ass."

"I didn't mean to say that."

"Learn to lie properly," she said, chuckling. Harry rolled his eyes, feeling more excited and free than he had in a long time. "You've been isolated for too long, too focused on work. You can't bloom without sunshine."

"Sure," Harry said, unsure of what to believe. He still hadn't told her about his past experiences with bullying, which had led to low self-esteem and further isolation. "But they say you shouldn't mix relationships with business."

"Nonsense," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "We'll achieve the impossible and reach for the stars."

"Are you sure you'll be able to sleep being so excited? To be honest, Harry was also excited because she had left him with an erection. They should have filmed the other side instead of just one.

"What about you and your excitement?" she asked, teasing his crotch with her fingers, making sure no one was nearby.

"I'll manage," Harry said. "It will wither by tomorrow when I have to dive back into coding."

Harry listened as she spoke with enthusiasm. "You know," she said, "I wish my to-do list didn't include things I don't want to do. I hate internships. I want to do something, but that something has to be enjoyable. Imagine if we could just sleep together, wake up, and shoot some photos and videos together, bring in more girls, and make money from it."

"Yeah... that's every man's wet dream for sure," Harry replied with a smile, nudging her with his elbow. "We need to work towards making it happen."

She nodded, fully agreeing with her vision. "We'll work hard to make it a reality."

"I wonder who among my friends I should bring into this. One of my best friends works as a masseuse. She's so sweet," she said, lowering her voice to a whisper, "but she's also a bit shy."

"She sounds perfect for the job," Harry said. "Do you have any pictures?"

She smirked playfully. "What else could a man ask for?" She took her phone out of her pocket and showed him a picture of her friend.

Harry's eyes widened at the sight of her friend's breasts and her chestnut hair. "Wait... that's not dyed, is it?"

"No, and there's not a gram of silicone on those tits."

"She must have won the genetic lottery... Both of them, if you ask me."

"But she's not as eager and sociable as I am. She's shy, believe it or not."

"I don't know what to believe," Harry said, admiring the photos. "But if she agrees, why not? A man's wet dream needs many women to make the dream come true."

"Do you think we'll make money from this?"

"I'm almost certain."

They reached her apartment and stood at the entrance. She looked at Harry's lips, and they pressed themselves together like a pair. "Sweet dreams," she told him, waving. "I can't wait for tomorrow."

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