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Chapter 5

Harry stood up against the wall of his room leaning his head back. His moans and the sounds of sucking echoed across the room. He looked down at the shock of bushy, brown hair bobbing on his cock. He ran his fingers through her soft hair and grabbed a handful. The speed of her sucking increased as he became more forceful. Over the last few weeks, that was one thing that his best friend had found out about herself. She enjoyed being submissive. Not overly so, just a little. It would turn her on greatly. "You're getting so good at that, Hermione," he groaned.

A popping sound told him that his blonde girlfriend has just let go of his sack. Her beautiful face lifted up from his testicles. "She is getting very good," Gabrielle smiled. Gabrielle had made it her life's mission to turn Hermione into some kind of sex kitten. Far be it from him to rain on her parade, especially since Harry was the test subject. He snaked his fingers into her hair as well and pushed her face back to his balls. He looked down at the two beauties worshiping his large cock. He didn't know how he had gotten so lucky. Not only that, but he had Fleur as an appointment later in the day!

"I'm getting close girls," he warned. They pulled off his cock and balls and placed their heads side by side. He smiled as they looked up at him with adoring eyes. He took aim and started stroking. They closed their eyes in preparation. Harry grunted as the first spurt splattered across Hermione's face, the second streaked across Gabrielle's, the third, fourth, and fifth coated both girls equally. He grabbed Hermione under her arms and tossed her on the bed. She squealed as she bounced, her legs spreading in the process. He took the opportunity to pull her into position by her thighs and entered her to the hilt. His thrusting was interrupted momentarily by Gabrielle appearing at his side. She looked down at the penetration and added her hand into the fun. She gathered some of his cum on her thumb and used it as lube to rub circles over Hermione's engorged clit.

"Ohhhhhh," Hermione groaned, wiggling her hips. Gabrielle removed her hand and got on top of Hermione in the sixty-nine position. Gabrielle was grinding herself on Hermione's face as she leaned down and kissed her lower belly. Harry slid his hands up and down Hermione's silky thighs, enjoying the smoothness as his cock was squeezed by her clenching walls. After bottoming out, he pulled his cock completely out of her and held it up for Gabby. Gabrielle took it in her mouth without complaint and bobbed her pretty head, taking him all the way down her throat. Once he was sufficiently cleaned of Hermione's juices, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and slid it back into the waiting pussy.

"Turn around Gabby," Harry ordered. She complied immediately and spun around until she was lying on Hermione, face to face. Harry's thrusting sped up. His balls were slapping loudly against Hermione's arousal glazed asshole. Wetting his thumb with his tongue, he placed it against his girlfriend's puckered hole. She gasped and looked back at him desperately. Hermione began fluttering around him, and he knew that she was having another orgasm. He pulled out and stuffed it right into Gabrielle's waiting quim. "Fuck Gabrielle! Your pussy is so perfect!" he cried out, feeling the incredible tightness of her velvety walls. Every time the pad of his thumb would brush against her asshole, she would clench harder. She really loved anal, he thought.

"You are so big 'Arry! You reach so deep within me mon amour," she moaned into Hermione's neck. Soon he was switching back and forth between them. He'd fuck Gabrielle for a few minutes then switch back to Hermione.

"Every time I switch back to you, Hermione, you get really worked up. Does the thought of me using Gabrielle's juices as a lubricant to fuck you turn you on, love?" he asked her, smirking at her blushing face.

"Yes," she finally moaned out, hiding her embarrassed face in her hands as she came.

"It's nearly time for Fleur's appointment," he reminded them. "You two get into the scissoring position we saw in that porno that Hermione brought the other day."

"It was for research purposes!" Hermione squealed, as she squirted on his stomach. They separated then spread their legs apart. He watched as Gabrielle positioned herself between Hermione's legs and rearranged herself until Hermione was between her legs as well. They pressed their wet pussies together and waited for further instruction. Harry stroked himself for a few seconds before taking aim. He groaned as he shot a massive load right on their connected pussies. He stroked it a few more times to make sure he got every last drop.

"There's some lubricant for you. Now get to work you two," he chuckled as they started grinding their cum covered pussies together.

Harry hoped in the shower and scrubbed himself clean of any remaining messes that the girls had bestowed upon him. Getting out of the shower, he dried himself with a wave of his wand and got dressed into the comfortable clothes that he usually wore for an appointment. After that, he waited in his massage parlor for Fleur to arrive. After another few minutes, he heard the Floo go off and walked up to the fireplace to meet the Veela. "Fleur! Right on time as always," he said, waving his wand to remove the ash from her.

"Merci, 'Arry," she replied sweetly, kissing both cheeks as he wrapped his arms around her slender waist. Not being satisfied with only a kiss on the cheek, he pulled her as close as possible and kissed her as passionately as he could! She didn't seem to mind as her fingers ran through his messy, black hair. Soon she started tickling his tongue with hers. Harry broke the kiss.

"Naughty little girl," he growled out, about to grab her by the hips and toss her on the table. She backed up and giggled, then ran into the changing room.

"You 'ave not earned the right touch me yet, 'Arry!" she yelled out from within the changing room. "You must 'elp me relax first, mon ami." Harry huffed and got everything ready for her.

As she stepped out of the room, his eyes raked over her glorious form. She had foregone the towel today, likely knowing that it would be on the floor in a few moments anyway. He watched mesmerized as her tits bounced with every step she took. She crawled up on the table, sticking her ass up in the air in the process. He knew damn well that she did that on purpose. Even so, his eyes were still glued to the delicate curve of her hairless lips and the pale skin of her crinkled hole. Lying flat on the table, she lifted her feet up and wiggled her little toes at him.

"Please begin 'ere 'arry," she requested. "I 'ave 'ad a long day and my feet are very sore."

It was a reasonable request. Harry grabbed a bottle of oil that he knew worked well with aching feet. He poured the lilac scented oil all over her dainty feet. She moaned at the feeling of having warm oil poured over her. Harry pressed his thumbs down hard, really working the deep tissue of her smooth soles.

Fleur closed her eyes and moaned. "Mmmm 'Arry. That feels wonderful. Keep going, please."

His thumbs glided over the soft skin as he rubbed the oil into every bit of her sensitive flesh. He pointed his eyes between her thighs. She was wet. Extremely wet. He could smell the unique scent of her arousal wafting into his nostrils. She giggled as he played with her toes. Like always, her unattended foot started rubbing his crotch. She loved to make him feel just as good as he made her feel. "Pull them down 'Arry," she begged, stroking his cock over his sweatpants with her determined foot. He did as she asked.

He removed all of his clothes and flipped her onto her back. He stood there, looming over her with her ankles in each hand. Fleur blushed and lied back, pulling her perfect nipples with her fingers. "Fuck them."

Harry smiled. Fleur had the biggest foot fetish of any girl he knew. The only ones close were her mother and sister. He put his cock between her slick, oiled up soles. He gasped as he started thrusting. He loved her feet, he decided. Although he did love rest of her body as well. What male wouldn't?

"Spread your legs and play with yourself," he ordered, taking pleasure from her. She responded immediately. Her legs parted, exposing her damp slit that was slightly open, showing him her light pink insides. Her fingers started traveling up and down her crevice, smearing her arousal all over her pink pussy. Fleur started breathing hard. Her eyes closed as her back arched.

" 'Arry!" she cried as a jet of pussy juice erupted from her genitals, splashing against his chests and dribbling down onto her violated feet. Pulling his cock from her feet, he grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her into position. He was standing between her legs with his massive log resting on her feminine folds. He grabbed himself by the base and slapped her pussy a few time. He enjoyed the wet sound it made. He started grinding his hips, and she felt the length of his cock rubbing her sensitive clit. Fleur gasped as he placed himself at her entrance. "Non!"

Fleur grabbed his cock and rubbed herself against the head. She moaned when the head would accidentally slip between her lips a little. Deciding that only the head was okay, she placed it at her entrance and wiggled her hips until it was firmly inside her. She heard Harry growl and giggled at his frustration. She gyrated her hips sensually as she stroked his massive member. Her hand slid down to his base, then right back up, bumping into her cunt before going back down. Her other hand cupped his monstrous testicles and fondled them in a way in which she knew he loved.

"I need you, Fleur," he moaned out desperately, his cock aching for release.

"Soon mon amour," she whispered in his ear before claiming his lips. He tried the thing that her sister loved so much. He placed his fingers at the uppermost part of her spine and funneled his magic into her as he ran his fingers down the length of her spine. She yelled and her back arched as he reached the upper part of her ass. " 'Arry what 'ave you done?!" she squealed, squirting around his cock as she sped up her strokes.

"FUCK," he cried out, seeding the climaxing Veela with his potent cum. Fleur thrashed around until his cock slipped from her lips and she collapsed back onto the table. A mixture of her juices and his cum were leaking from her unconscious form a moment later.

Fleur came to a short while later. She was in bed, lying on top of her secret lover. Feeling incredibly relaxed, she stretched and snuggled into his neck, resting her thigh over his waist. She giggled when he grew hard against her silky smooth leg.

"Sorry 'Arry, but I am too sensitive. 'owever, I think you deserve a reward," she giggled, crawling between his legs.

"Oh my ..." Harry closed his eyes as Fleur used her mouth to thank him for a job well done. He momentarily forgot about properly claiming her for the time being. Thankfully, he was in no position to complain as she hummed around him.