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Watching His Girlfriend Throw A Fun Time For Him - Harry/Ginny/Romilda/Luna/Astoria
🕑 Added 2024-01-27 16:59:01 +0000 UTCAN: Hello everyone! Here is Part 14 of the Watching His Girlfriend Series! This chapter was commissioned by wnelson001! I hope you all enjoy it!
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The sounds of heels clacking off of the cobbled streets of Diagon Alley was unmistakable even over the general noise and chaos that came with the late-summer rush to get all of the Hogwarts students’ upcoming supplies for the year. Shops were packed, and the streets acted more like a flowing river of people as everyone moved from storefront to storefront. There was a gap in the middle of the road though, so that people could pass by the chaos more easily, and it was through that gap that the clacking heels came from.
“We’re almost done,” Hermione assured Harry with a genuinely sympathetic look.
Harry bit back a groan and readjusted his hands in his pockets so that he could keep hold of the shrunken down packages he had in there. Most of his and Hermione’s school supplies were in there—other than the bag of delicate potion ingredients he was carrying in its proper, full size—and he needed to keep a firm hold of them lest they jostle around and accidentally get dented or damaged.
“We’ve been to every shop already, haven’t we?” Harry asked her. His feet were getting a little sore as they’d been out for hours already. They’d arrived in Diagon Alley for lunch, and now it was nearly supper time.
“We have,” Hermione grimaced nervously. “But I was just hoping that maybe we could take one more look in Flourish and Blotts. There are a couple books I’d really like to get now that the shop isn’t quite so busy.”
From what Harry could see, the shop looked no less busy than it had the last few times they’d passed it by. He was ready to protest, but then he saw the hopeful look in Hermione’s eyes, and he knew he couldn’t turn her down.
“Alright—” he barely managed to get the words out before Hermione wrapped him up in a tight hug.
“You’re the best!” She exclaimed. “Thanks for being so patient today.”
Shopping with Hermione was perhaps one of the most tedious experiences Harry had in his relationship with her. She always wanted to visit every store and explore everything. If he wasn’t around to keep them on schedule, Hermione would be perfectly happy to spend all day in Flourish and Blotts. While it was fun sometimes, it could also be a bit stressful. But seeing her bright smile and the genuine happiness she got from these activities helped to alleviate his annoyance, and it reminded him of just how lucky he was to have her in his life.
“Don’t worry about it,” he replied as he planted a kiss atop her head.
“Well, well, well, look what we have here,” a familiar tone called out.
The clacking heels that had been echoing through the road came to a stop a second later, and Harry and Hermione turned to see Draco Malfoy and Astoria Greengrass standing arm-in-arm together.
While Draco looked like his familiar self, Harry almost didn’t recognise Astoria. Although he never paid much attention to her, given that she was a year below them at Hogwarts, she looked far more beautiful than he remembered.
Her chestnut brown hair flowed beautifully down to her shoulders, framing her cute face. Her little nose fit perfectly in between her soft brown eyes. She was wearing some light robes that were perfect for summer, and they accentuated her soft curves perfectly. A silver anklet dangled just above her black heels, completing the outfit.
Harry realised that he’d been staring at Astoria a second longer than was appropriate, but when he quickly returned his gaze back up to her face, she was just smiling at him. There was something lingering in her eyes that he couldn’t quite place. Appreciation at being looked at perhaps?
Hermione smiled kindly at the two of them, undoubtedly remembering the first time Harry shared her with Draco. That day in the Slytherin Common Room had been truly magical, and it had led to some of the most thrilling sex she and Harry had ever had.
“It’s good to see you again, Draco,” Hermione said. “And you too, Astoria.”
Harry blinked in surprise. He didn’t know that Hermione knew Astoria that well.
“It’s been too long,” Astoria gushed. She hurried forward and hugged Hermione tightly before she turned to hug Harry. When she did, Harry immediately picked up on the scent of blackberries and vanilla lingering on her. “Are you two out here shopping for school supplies?”
“We are,” Hermione confirmed, gesturing to the bag that Harry was holding. “We’re just about done; I just need to go pick up a few things in Flourish and Blotts. What about you two? Are you here for school supplies too?”
“No,” Astoria shook her head before gesturing to Draco. “We were just here so that Draco could pick out an engagement present for me.”
An engagement present?
Draco smirked at Harry and Hermione’s surprise while Astoria gleefully showed off the ring on her finger. The diamonds and emeralds sparkled in the sunlight, showing off just how wealthy the Malfoy family was.
“Congratulations!” Hermione exclaimed. She hurried forward for a closer look. “Oh, it’s simply beautiful.”
“I really love it,” Astoria nodded happily. “But Draco said it wasn’t enough. He wanted to treat me to something extra special to celebrate us.”
“What’s he getting you?” Hermione asked.
“Why don’t we talk about it while we go pick up your books,” Astoria suggested. “Harry and Draco can wait for us out here.”
While Harry and Draco weren’t the best of friends, Harry figured he could wait a while with Draco around. But knowing how long Hermione took in bookshops made him reconsider.
“Just… please don’t take too long,” Harry said with a forced smile.
Hermione nodded in understanding. “In and out,” she promised him.
The two women hurried off towards the shop, leaving Harry and Draco alone.
The crowd pushed around them as neither of them spoke for several moments. Perhaps it was awkwardness on Draco’s part. After all, the last time they’d truly interacted had been after he’d fucked Harry’s girlfriend into a quivering mess with all of his Slytherin buddies. What was he supposed to say to Harry after that?
Harry didn’t feel awkward about it though. He’d loved seeing Hermione get used like that, and the thrill of meeting up with the man who’d fucked his girlfriend made him excited too. He was tempted to invite Draco to fuck Hermione again, but now that he was engaged, Harry was unsure if Draco would even be willing to go along with it again.
“Potter,” Draco cleared his throat after several moments. “I’ve got something I want to talk to you about.”
Harry’s heartbeat quickened. Would he ask about Hermione? Did he want to fuck her again?
“Go on,” Harry prompted him eagerly.
Draco’s steely-eyed gaze met Harry’s. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what happened back in the Slytherin Common Room. I spent a lot of time wondering how you managed to get off on something like that, and… well… I think I get it now.”
“You do?” Harry said in surprise. He didn’t know if many people would truly understand it. Sure, witches and wizards were very familiar with the sexual relationships that formed between employers and employees, but having their spouses watch and get off to what was happening was something different entirely.
Draco nodded. “I spoke to Astoria a lot about it, and she thinks that she likes the idea of it too. We got engaged right after she turned eighteen, and we spent a lot of time talking about our future together. Astoria told me that she wanted to stay at home and manage the household and our family’s businesses while I take my place in the Ministry, but that means that she won’t get to experience what it’s like forming a bond with an employer.”
Harry was starting to catch on to what Draco was about to propose here, but he didn’t want to assume and be wrong. He waited for the words to come out of Draco’s mouth.
“Given how… liberal the two of you are with your personal relationship,” Draco began, looking a little awkward. “I was wondering how you’d feel about taking Astoria somewhere and…”
“Shagging her?” Harry finished for him.
Draco gulped and nodded. “I don’t know about me watching quite yet—honestly, I don’t know if I really ever want to see you naked—but I like the idea of the two of you being together like that. Do you think that you’d want to? And would Hermione be okay with it?”
“Yes to both,” Harry laughed kindly. Honestly, after just laying his eyes on her earlier today, just from looks alone, Harry could see why Draco wanted to marry Astoria. Shagging her was bound to be a lot of fun, and he knew that Hermione would be fine with it.
“Good, good,” Draco murmured to himself. “I… Merlin. I can’t believe I’m actually going through with this.”
A nervous yet genuine smile crossed Draco’s lips. Harry wondered if he looked like that the first time he offered Hermione up to someone else.
Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed Harry’s shoulders.
“Told you I’d be in and out,” Hermione giggled into his ears. She was carrying a new bag with her, which Harry promptly took and shrunk down for her.
Astoria walked past them and whispered something into Draco’s ear. He nodded and met Harry’s gaze.
“I’ve got some business to attend to at Gringotts,” he told everyone. “Astoria, I’ll meet back up with you at the manor later.”
“Of course,” Astoria beamed at him. She stood up on her tiptoes to kiss him and then waved him goodbye.
“We should stop by the Leaky Cauldron,” Hermione said suddenly.
Hermione wouldn’t quite meet Harry’s gaze, but Astoria smiled seductively at him. If there was any doubt that Hermione knew what was going on, it was cleared up right then and there.
The trip over was easy, despite how crowded the alley was. However, getting into the Leaky Cauldron was another story. There was a steady stream of people fighting to leave or go into the old pub, so Harry, Hermione, and Astoria had to bunch up close together to squeeze into the queue that was fighting its way inside.
Hermione was in the lead, so she didn’t notice when Astoria pressed herself against Harry’s back.
“Draco asked you, didn’t he?” Astoria whispered softly into his ear.
A shiver ran down Harry’s spine as Astoria’s cool breath ran across his neck. Her breasts were squeezing up against his back, and one of her hands was wrapped around him and touching his chest.
“He did,” Harry replied, glancing back over his shoulder at her.
“Good,” Astoria purred. “It’s a shame he didn’t want to watch, but I plan on telling him every little thing we get up to. Maybe I can convince him to watch the memory in a pensieve with me; I’ve always wondered what it would be like to shag while watching a memory.”
Harry cock jumped in his trousers. That could be a fun idea for him and Hermione one day, but for now, he had to focus on the task at hand.
It took a couple of minutes before they were able to squeeze their way into the bustling pub. Hermione’s head scanned the room. There was not a single empty table to be found.
“Everywhere is full,” she commented to Harry and Astoria. “Why don’t we try a private room upstairs and order some food to it?”
So, she was still playing pretend, but Harry was happy to go along with her plans.
“That sounds great,” Harry replied, trying to seem as oblivious as possible.
Astoria nodded her agreement. “Let’s go then.”
As they started upstairs, Harry didn’t comment on the fact that Hermione already had a key for a room on her. Normally, you had to go see the bartender, Tom, and pay for a room with him. It seemed that Hermione already arranged that, but that fact confused Harry. They’d only just met up with Draco and Astoria; how could Hermione have known that Draco would want Harry to go shag his fiancée and have a room prepared just for that? Astoria didn’t question it either, which only served to confuse Harry more. Had they planned this in advance?
They bypassed the first floor and headed for the second. The noise of the pub below faded slightly, and it was instead replaced by the soft sounds of an enchanted cello playing softly in the corridor up here.
Hermione directed them over to Room 17 and inserted the key into the lock. She turned it, shot Harry a nervous glance, and then threw the door open.
“Surprise!”
Harry was bombarded by red, blond, and black hair as three women tackled into him.
Hermione groaned. “You three were supposed to wait inside the room. We don’t want to announce to everyone what we’re about to do.”
“Oh, come off it, Hermione,” Ginny exclaimed loudly as she let go of Harry. “It’s not like there’s anyone around to see us.”
“The noise downstairs is quite loud,” Luna nodded in agreement as she too released Harry. “I imagine that we could forgo with a silencing charm and no one would be the wiser.”
That left only one person still clinging to him, and Harry was surprised to see who it was.
Romilda Vane, the girl who’d been well known to have a massive crush on him, was clinging to him like was going to disappear. Her long, curly hair was unmistakable, as were her big, dark eyes that stared up at him in pure allurement.
“Hi, Harry,” she murmured softly to him, as though he were the only person there.
“Oi, quit hogging him,” Ginny said as she marched up and grabbed Romilda’s shoulder. She yanked her off of Harry, and Romilda immediately rounded on Ginny.
“You’re not the boss of this little fling!” Romilda boldly shouted.
“Neither are you,” Luna replied more quietly. “Everything’s up to Harry.”
The five women all turned to Harry, who grimaced at the complicated situation.
“Let’s all just head inside, yeah?” He suggested neutrally, leaving Luna’s implied question for later.
“Yes, let’s,” Hermione nodded.
Hermione quickly ushered Luna, Romilda, and Ginny back into the room. A rivalry seemed to be quickly forming between Romilda and Ginny, who each shot Harry looks over their shoulders as they went inside. It was clear that they both wanted him, and they seemed poised to do anything they could to have him before the other.
“Well, aren’t you mister popular,” Astoria giggled in his ear.
“I suppose,” Harry mused.
“Draco told me all about how he and his friends shagged your gorgeous girlfriend,” Astoria continued as she traced her fingers over his hip bone. “I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised to see how eager Hermione was to share you with me, but I didn’t expect her to already have something like this arranged. The three of them get to go first, so I hope you’ll still have something left to give me when they’re done with you.”
Harry shivered as Astoria’s hands squeezed his cock through his trousers.
“I definitely will,” he promised her.
“Good,” Astoria said softly. “I want you to mess me up just as bad as Draco did to Hermione.”
Then, she leaned in and kissed him. Her lips felt unfamiliar against his, but it was exciting to be kissing her with his girlfriend so close by. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and made it dance around his as she squeezed his cock again.
It ended all too soon for Harry’s liking. Astoria pulled away suddenly and strode into the room, making her hips sway. He was left standing there with the most intense desire to run up behind her, yank off her robes, bend her over, and take her right then and there.
But he didn’t.
Harry took a deep breath and walked into the room and closed the door behind him.
There was a large bed situated in between two large windows, which were overlooking Diagon Alley. A couple of armchairs and a sofa were pulled up close to the bed, and there were a couple more chairs over by the roaring fireplace.
Hermione was already sitting down on the sofa beside Luna. Ginny and Romilda were both on top of the bed with their hips touching. They were staring at Harry with undisguised lust and an expecting look that said that they each expected Harry to fuck them first before the other. Astoria chose to seat herself by the fireplace, and she winked at Harry as he passed by.
“Okay, first things first,” Hermione announced as she pulled out her wand. With a wave, a silencing charm fell across the room. They could still faintly hear the noise of the busy pub below creeping up into the room, but no one outside of this room would be able to hear anything that went on inside. “As we all know, today is for Harry. What he says goes.”
The pointed look she shot at Ginny and Romilda went ignored.
Hermione turned to Harry. “Everyone here is yours to fuck as you want,” she smiled at him. “After working you up so much this summer, I think it’d be good to let you work out all of your energy like this.”
Harry couldn’t disagree with that. Although, he wouldn’t mind a private weekend just with Hermione where she let him work out all of his energy on her.
“I want him first!” Ginny and Romilda both shouted at the same time.
Hermione frowned at them. “You two will behave or neither of you will get a turn with Harry.”
“Isn’t that up for me to decide?” Harry reminded her with a pointed look.
Hermione blushed lightly and nodded her head. “You’re right. This is all for you, so it’s all your choice.”
Romilda and Ginny stared at Harry eagerly, ready to do whatever it took to prove themselves to him. Luna seemed much more content to wait it out, and Hermione just seemed curious as to who he would pick. Astoria looked like she was just enjoying the show as she reclined in her chair; she knew her time was coming one way or another.
Harry didn’t want to piss off the two eager women by choosing Luna first, but he needed to come up with a way to decide between the two of them.
Countless ideas flooded through his mind, but one topped the others.
“I want both of you to strip,” Harry told Ginny and Romilda.
Ginny blinked in surprise, but Romilda wasn’t fazed in the slightest. She started tearing at her robes as fast as she could, and Ginny only did so as well when she realised that she was falling behind.
Harry always loved watching Hermione strip, and it was no different watching Romilda and Ginny rush to get naked for him. Romilda must have prepared for today because she managed to get down to her underwear in little more than a second. She had a matching set of black lace underwear on, but it did little to obscure her body from him.
Romilda pushed her chest out towards Harry as her hands went behind her back to unclasp her bra. “You’ll love these,” she grinned at him.
But just as she unhooked her bra and shrugged forward to let the straps slide off of her shoulders, Ginny suddenly tossed her robes over Romilda’s head.
“Hey!” Romilda shouted, but Ginny just used the opportunity to knock the witch onto her back and sit down on her torso.
“I’m much better than that slag, Harry,” Ginny purred. She didn’t even try to unclasp her bra. Instead, she just lifted the cups up and exposed her small, perky breasts to him.
But he’d barely gotten a look at them when Romilda grabbed Ginny’s thighs and rolled the two of them over on the bed.
“You bitch!” Romilda shouted as she sat on top of Ginny’s arse. Her bra had come off in the scuffle too, and her large breasts bounced as Ginny fought to get out from under her. “Stop trying to cheat!”
“Then get off me!” Ginny shouted back at her.
“I don’t think I will,” Romilda sneered at her. “I think you need to learn your place first.”
Suddenly, Romilda pulled her hand back and then delivered a sharp spank to Ginny’s arse. It jiggled beautifully and quickly started to turn a bright red.
Ginny tried to slip out from underneath Romilda, but Romilda pinned her down by grabbing Ginny’s arms and holding her there. With her leaning forward like that, Harry could see a very noticeable wet stain on her lacy panties, which had the added benefit of turning the material partially see-through.
Romilda noticed Harry staring, and she wiggled her arse enticingly at him. “Don’t keep me waiting, Harry,” she giggled. “Imagine how jealous you could make Ginny by fucking me on top of her.”
Fuck, that did sound pretty hot, Harry had to admit.
“No!” Ginny shouted as she tried to get out from under Romilda again, but Romilda seemed to be able to predict any which way Ginny wanted to move and stop her from escaping. “Fuck me instead! My pussy’s right there too!”
“Do you really want to give the loser of our battle a pity fuck?” Romilda countered.
Harry snorted. “To the victor go the spoils,” he murmured.
He walked right up to the edge of the bed where Romilda and Ginny were waiting for him. Romilda moaned exaggeratedly as he gave her arse a squeeze. It was nice and plump and felt amazing in his hand.
Slowly, Harry’s fingers raced the line of her underwear down to her slit. Then, he ever so gently pulled it aside so that her glistening pink hole was visible to him.
Harry was already hard as could be. He unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out before he ran the head of it along Romilda’s slit.
“That’s it,” Romilda moaned. “Just give a little push.”
“No, Harry!” Ginny quickly protested. “Fuck me instead, I’ll—”
Ginny’s voice was cut off as Harry pushed into Romilda and she cried out in bliss.
“Oh Merlin!” She cried. “You feel even better than I imagined.”
Harry jerked his hips all the way forward, filling her up completely with his cock. Her walls writhed around him as they fought to adjust to his girth. So, as he gave Romilda time to adjust, he turned around to face Hermione.
“Why don’t you get Luna ready for me,” Harry told her. “These two are wet enough that they don’t need any help, and I think Luna might enjoy a little appetiser before the main course.”
Hermione grinned and nodded her head eagerly.
“Hermione’s not food,” Luna mumbled to herself as she frowned at Hermione in confusion.
“Ignore him,” Hermione laughed at Luna’s odd comment. “Let’s just get you nice and ready for him.”
As Hermione and Luna started to undress, Harry returned to the task at hand.
Romilda’s pussy felt incredibly tight and wet around his cock. In a way, she felt similar to how Parvati had felt around him back when he’d fucked her. It was wonderful, and it was only made hotter by the pout on Ginny’s lips as she stared at him over Romilda’s shoulder.
He started rocking his hips back and forth as he began to fuck Romilda. Her pussy clenched tight around his cock each time he tried to move, but that didn’t stop him from doing it. He worked his way up into a slow but steady pace where he made long, deep thrusts into her pussy.
“You’ll see that I’m better than her,” Ginny told him. “Pump and dump this slit and then get in me.”
“If anyone’s the slut, it’s you,” Romilda countered. “This whole time we were waiting, you were practically drooling at the thought of finally getting to shag your little prince.”
Ginny’s cheeks flushed a bright red. “At least I wasn’t the one talking about seeing if you could get Harry to cum in your pussy, mouth, and arsehole.”
Romilda looked back at Harry. “They’re still available to you if you’d rather have more of me than any of Ginny.”
“I’d like both of you to quit this bickering,” Harry told her firmly. “I’ll let you know what I want when I want it. And right now, I think both of you could have a better use for your mouths.”
“Understood,” Romilda winked at Harry before she turned back to Ginny and kissed her.
Ginny’s eyes bugged out wide in surprise, but she quickly melted into the kiss. Harry was surprised to see how easily Ginny fell into a subservient role under Romilda just at his words; he’d expected more resistance from her, but he supposed that this showed just how much she wanted to fuck him.
With that out of the way, Harry was finally able to fully focus on fucking Romilda. His cock was already thoroughly coated in her juices, and her walls were adjusted to his girth, so he figured it was time he could step things up a notch.
On the next thrust, Harry rammed forward hard. His hips smacked off of Romilda’s arse hard, and his balls rebounded off of her clit.
Romilda screamed into Ginny’s mouth, but it quickly turned into a moan.
“You know Romilda,” Harry began as he gave her another hard thrust. “Hermione told me about that little trick you tried to play on me last year: the chocolates filled with a love potion?”
Romilda’s body tensed up a bit, but she didn’t react beyond that; she was too busy kissing Ginny to respond, he supposed.
“It’s funny to think that you believed you had a chance to turn me away from my true love,” Harry said as he tightened his grip on Romilda’s hips. He held her in place and pulled all the way back until just the tip of his cock was inside of her. Then, he stilled.
A moment passed where Romilda waited for Harry to thrust into her again, but he didn’t. She pulled her lips away from Ginny, leaving the two women breathless, and she tried to look back at Harry.
“Why did you stop?” She whined at him.
“I think you owe Hermione an apology for trying to steal her man away from her,” he told her. “And for inviting you along for this in the first place.”
Hermione’s head was buried in between Luna’s naked thighs, but Harry knew that she was listening.
Romilda whined again. “Okay, I’m sorry. And thanks a bunch. Now, can you please—”
“That’s not good enough,” Harry shook his head. “Tell her exactly why you’re sorry and why you’re thankful.”
Romilda took a deep breath. “I’m sorry for trying to steal your man away from you, Hermione, and I want to thank you so being so generous to let him fuck me.”
“Good,” Harry nodded his approval. “But I think you deserve a bit more punishment first.”
He pulled out of her entirely, shoved her off of Ginny, and angled his cock down towards Ginny’s crotch. He tore through her panties and then shoved his cock inside of her in one strong thrust.
All of the breath seemed to leave Ginny’s lungs as Harry filled her up so completely. “Yes!” She screamed in victory before a long moan left her lips.
Romilda whined in anguish as she crawled back over to Harry and Ginny’s side on the bed, but Harry didn’t pay her any mind. He’d gotten started fucking Romilda, and his cock was already throbbing with a strong need to cum. Ginny’s pussy felt even better than Romilda’s, and he was going to fuck her just the way he wanted.
His hard thrusts made Ginny’s small breasts bounce on her chest. Her hands gripped the bedding for support, and she was moaning like crazy from Harry’s unrelenting assault. His cock stretched her pussy wide open and made it squelch from how wet she was.
“Faster!” Ginny cried out. “Fuck, you feel so good!”
Harry was already going pretty fast, but he tried to give her that extra bit of speed. The only problem was that Ginny was slowly sliding backwards on the bed. So, Harry leapt up on top of Ginny, lifted her legs to his shoulders, and really started pounding deep into her pussy.
Ginny screamed as his cock hit her deepest points. She’d given up trying to hold onto the bedding and instead let Harry handle any of the manoeuvring. Her legs were shaking terribly against his shoulders, and her mouth hung open as an endless stream of pleasurable sounds left her lips.
Off to the side, Harry heard Luna let out her first moan. He glanced over to see Hermione’s head was still in between Luna’s thighs, and Luna was grabbing fistfuls of Hermione’s hair. He smiled at the sight, loving how his girlfriend was getting Luna nice and ready for him.
But before he could get to her, he needed to finish with Ginny and Romilda first.
Romilda still had a sour look on her face as she watched Harry turn Ginny into a quivering mess. He was pounding into her as deep as he could, making his balls smack off of her arse and her breasts bounce beautifully. It was perfect, and it left Ginny with an awestruck look on her face.
“More!” Ginny begged, but the words came out awkwardly as her pussy suddenly clamped down around his cock. “More, I need—”
Her words faded into a scream as she came around Harry’s cock. The sudden burst of tightness and expression of pure joy on Ginny’s face was all that Harry needed to push himself over the edge too. He rammed himself fully into Ginny’s pussy and exploded inside of her.
It felt incredible to finally get his release, but Harry knew that he wasn’t anywhere close to being satisfied.
The moment the last drops of cum left his cock, Harry pulled out of Ginny. She whimpered at the loss, but she was still so busy focused on her own pleasure that she didn’t chase after him.
“Is it my turn now?” Romilda pouted.
Harry didn’t respond with words. Instead, he grabbed her by her arms and hoisted her up to her feet on the floor.
Romilda moaned as Harry spun her around and bent her over. She braced herself against the bed as he thrust his cock into her pussy, but then her back quickly straightened when he grabbed her breasts and pulled her back up.
“Walk with me,” he ordered her.
Harry kept his cock inside of Romilda’s pussy as the two of them shuffled around the edge of the bed. Harry guided them right over to one of the large windows overlooking Diagon Alley and pressed Romilda against it.
“You wanted to use a love potion so I’d fuck you, right?” Harry asked her. “I bet you were going to brag to everyone in Gryffindor about it. Well, now anyone can look up and see me shagging you silly.”
Romilda blushed deeply, but there was an exciting lust that overtook her expression too. A part of her wanted to be seen.
They were quite high up, so Harry knew that most people wouldn’t spot them, but a few would. Anyone that wanted to look up at the sky wouldn’t miss Romilda’s face and breasts pressed up against the glass window. He hoped they enjoyed it.
With his cock already nicely lubricated from sex, Harry had no problem pounding into Romilda. Her arse was plump enough that he couldn’t quite ram the entirety of his cock into her pussy, but he didn’t mind. He was still practically able to fill her up, and it felt just as good as fucking Ginny had.
Harry wrapped his arms around Romilda’s waist, and she arched her back to make her arse stick out more for him. With this, Harry was able to fuck her perfectly.
“You feel good,” Harry whispered in her ear as he thrust into her again. It wasn’t a lie; her pussy really did feel incredible.
“You feel better than good,” Romilda moaned back to him.
Harry kissed her neck and let his lips linger there. He sucked hard for a good while, ensuring he’d leave a hickey on her neck. She was being a good girl today, so he was happy to leave her with a mark she could show off to her friends tomorrow.
Suddenly, Romilda’s eyes flickered down to the alley below.
“Someone’s watching us,” Romilda gasped.
Harry peered through the window and indeed saw someone watching them. It was a couple who were maybe in their early twenties. They’d stopped right in the middle of the crowded alley and were staring up at the window. He wondered if Romilda’s breasts looked just as good pressed up against the window as they did when he saw them for the first time.
“Let them watch,” Harry told her as he continued to pound into her pussy. “Don’t you want everyone to see you fucking me?”
Romilda whimpered, and her knees came together as her legs shook.
She was like putty in Harry’s hand, and he loved that. He kept fucking her, pounding into her as hard as he dared. Romilda was moaning and grunting at each thrust, but her eyes never left the couple down below.
“There's someone else watching too now,” Romilda said breathlessly.
Harry felt the reaction in her pussy; it started pulsing around his cock, and he knew that it was a sure sign that she was close to cumming from this. Romilda always had been a bold and boisterous type, so he wasn’t surprised to learn that she got off on being watched while she had sex.
Truthfully, Harry was getting off on it too. He was so used to being the one watching that being on the other side of the exchange brought a new type of thrill to the situation. Between that and Romilda’s enthusiasm, he could feel himself growing close too.
“I’m almost there,” Harry murmured in her ear. “Do you want me to cum inside of you?”
“Merlin, yes,” Romilda moaned.
Harry grinned and moved his hands to her hips. He held her in place as he rammed into her as fast and as hard as he could. The reaction was immediate as Romilda’s mouth opened wide as she screamed in pleasure. Harry was sure that the people in the alley down below were getting quite the show.
In seconds, Romilda was spluttering out his name as she came on his cock. Her pussy spasmed wildly around him, coaxing him to cum, but Harry wasn’t quite there yet. He kept fucking Romilda throughout her orgasm, even when her pussy clamped down hard on him and made it difficult to continue. He didn’t stop pounding into her until he too was finally sent over the edge.
The sensation of filling Romilda’s pussy up with cum was just as delightful as when he’d done it with Ginny. He rammed into her so hard that she actually stood up on her tiptoes for a moment as he sprayed his seed as deep as it could go inside of her.
When he finished, he pulled out of Romilda, and she slumped down to the floor, still moaning.
Harry took pity on her and helped her to her feet. He guided her back to the bed and laid her down on it beside Ginny, who was still looking like she was out of it from how well Harry had fucked her.
“That was some good work,” Astoria said.
Harry had nearly forgotten about her, but when he turned to look at her, the sight was burned into his mind.
At some point, Astoria had stripped down completely except for some sheer, black stockings that went up to her mid thigh. She had her legs over either arm of her chair, and her fingers were gently rubbing at her clit. Her pussy looked red and swollen from her touch, and there was quite a large amount of wetness on her skin. Her chest was heaving as she watched him, and Harry was pleased to see that her breasts looked to be basically the same size as Hermione’s.
“Thanks,” Harry replied. His cock jumped unwillingly, and Astoria giggled softly at that.
“Go fuck Luna,” Astoria told him. “After that, you’re all mine.”
Even though he was excited to fuck Luna, she seemed to pale in comparison to Astoria in his mind now. Still, he knew it would be fun.
Luna and Hermione were still in the same position on the sofa. Harry hadn’t heard any incredible cries of passion from Luna yet, so he was sure that Hermione hadn’t made her cum, but it was clear that she was already feeling wonderful from Hermione’s actions.
Luna’s naked body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Her body looked a lot like Ginny’s, except without the muscles, but Luna had slightly larger breasts. Hermione was naked too now, and she finally looked up at Harry.
“You made quick work of those two,” she said with an amused smile.
Harry nodded. “They were pretty eager.”
“I suppose the fantasy of having sex with someone you’ve fancied for so long really got them going,” Hermione replied. “I feel the same way when I’m with you.”
Merlin, what did he do to deserve such a perfect girlfriend?
“Is it my turn now?” Luna asked as she sat up.
“It is,” Harry smiled at her. Unlike Ginny and Romilda, who’d both been practically frothing at the mouth to get to him, Luna seemed much more relaxed about all of this. He supposed that was how she was with almost everything, but he could still see the clear interest in her eyes as she looked at him.
“Do you think you could vanish his clothes off?” Luna asked Hermione.
Hermione gave him a questioning look, and Harry nodded his ascent. With a flick of her wrist, the rest of Harry’s clothes vanished off of his body.
“How do you want to do this?” Harry asked Luna, leaving the option open to her.
Instantly, she held her arms out for him. “Carry me, please.”
Harry did exactly that and lifted Luna into his arms. She wrapped her arms and legs around him to help stay in place as her head swivelled as she looked around the room.
“Against the wall by the fireplace would be nice,” Luna hummed. “I bet it’ll feel nice and warm.”
Harry chuckled and carried her over there, passing by Astoria whose chair was right by the fireplace too. As he got close, the warmth of the fireplace washed over him. It felt quite nice.
When Harry pressed Luna’s back against the wall, she let out an incredible sigh. “That feels perfect,” she said contently. “Now, the last piece of the puzzle is to have your warmth inside of me.”
With both of their sets of hands occupied, Harry had to pull back his hips and try to line himself up by moving around a bit. It only took a few seconds before he managed to get the tip of his cock in place against Luna’s entrance, and thanks to all of Hermione’s foreplay, he was able to push inside of her quite easily.
“Oooh,” Luna said as she stared down at Harry’s cock as it slid inside of her pussy. “That’s exactly what I was hoping for.”
Hermione must have been using her fingers to stretch out Luna’s walls because she seemed to handle his girth quite well. Harry pushed his hips forward, sliding all the way into Luna.
“Let’s take this nice and slow,” Luna said softly. “We both deserve a bit of a break.”
Harry smiled at her and leaned in for a kiss, which Luna was happy to return. “That sounds wonderful.”
Luna was light enough that Harry had no trouble holding her up and keeping her pinned against the wall. With Ginny and Romilda both resting now, the room had become much more quiet. The only sounds came from the crackling of the fire, the gentle thrusts Harry made into Luna’s pussy, and the sounds of Hermione and Astoria both pleasuring themselves to the sight before them.
Unlike with Romilda or Ginny, Luna’s pussy wasn’t quite as tight. That wasn’t to say that she felt loose around him, but Harry felt like she had more of a gentle squeeze than a super tight one. He was able to rock his hips against her smoothly, making long and deep strokes into her pussy without issue.
Luna seemed like she was in a state of bliss with this. She kept kissing Harry and seemed to enjoy being held by him. The warmth of the fire and Harry’s body against hers only helped to make her more sweaty, but it felt good against Harry’s skin. It made them stick together a bit more, and that helped with the intimate closeness he felt with Luna.
For a couple of years now, Luna had been one of his and Hermione’s dearest friends at Hogwarts. She was always so kind, innocent, and absolutely crazy with all of her wild conspiracy theories and imaginary creatures she liked to hunt for, but he and Hermione loved her all the same. There had been one time that Hermione had even off-handedly joked about bringing Luna into the bedroom for a threesome. At the time, Harry had thought that she was joking, but after seeing her take care of Luna while he fucked Romilda and Ginny, he wondered if it would be something that she’d seriously want to do in the future.
Regardless, Harry was going to enjoy the time he had with her right now.
Luna groaned loudly as Harry thrust into her a bit harder than before. He wasn’t going anywhere near as hard or fast as he had with Ginny or Romilda, but it felt right to give a little extra force into his thrusts every so often. He returned back to his slower pace again after that, but he’d make another sudden thrust every so often just to change up the pace.
Luna’s body seemed to be reacting well to his work. As they kissed, he could feel her breathing coming quicker, and her pussy was starting to flutter around him too. But Harry didn’t rush anything. His current strategy was working out well, and he knew that if Luna wanted anything different, she’d tell him.
Besides, the more intimate sex he was having with Luna was doing wonders for him too. It reminded him of the gentle way he and Hermione would have sex sometimes, and his body responded well to that. It felt comforting and pleasurable to fuck Luna like this.
Minutes passed, and they were both panting now. Harry had brought both of them right up to the edge, but he was the first to topple over it.
He groaned into Luna’s mouth as he pushed deep inside of her and came again. Even though this was his third orgasm, it felt just as strong as the first. His thighs trembled, but he managed to keep Luna held up in place as he spilt his seed inside of her.
The sensation of his cum filling her up seemed to be the trigger that Luna needed to cum too. Her voice was soft as she moaned, but the trembling of her body was unmistakable. Harry had to tighten his grip on her to keep her in place, but it was worth it to experience the sensation of her cumming on his cock. Even when he had finished cumming, he stayed there, cradling Luna’s body against his. He focused on kissing her, even though she was too lost in her pleasure to kiss him back.
When she finally managed to kiss him back though, Harry lifted her away from the wall and carried her back to the sofa. He gently laid her down on it before pulling out of her.
“That was lovely, Harry,” Luna smiled at him. “Thank you.”
Harry smiled back at her and leaned down for one last kiss. “No, thank you.”
He stood back up and turned around to face the last witch, who had been patiently waiting for him.
“Finally,” Astoria said as she crossed the room to him. She had just the right sway of her hips to entice Harry’s gaze down towards her pussy. The thin strip of hair that sat above it looked elegant, and it naturally directed his focus down to the little hood that obscured her clit.
Out of everyone he’d been with—other than Hermione, of course—Astoria oozed the most sex appeal. Her body was perfection, and her eyes told him exactly how bad she wanted him.
With a snap of her fingers, Astoria drew Ginny and Romilda’s attention towards her. “Both of you, get over here and clean up Harry’s cock for me.”
Despite still being in a well-fucked stupor, both women obliged Astoria’s request and got off the bed and dropped to their knees in front of Harry. Their previous conflict seemed long forgotten as they worked well in tandem to lick every inch of Harry’s cock and clean it up to perfection. They didn’t even forget to lick his balls clean too, as plenty of their juices had dripped off of his cock and down onto them.
Astoria came to a stop beside Harry and watched in approval. “Sluts will only ever be good for one thing, but a proper lady can beat them in even that.”
“And you’re a proper lady?” Harry raised an eyebrow at her.
“Of course,” Astoria answered, almost seeming insulted that he dared to question her. A fiery look ignited in her eyes. “You’ll see after you’ve had me.”
“How should I have you?” Harry asked. “If you seem so confident, I want your best.”
“Then lie back on the bed and let me work my magic,” Astoria told him confidently.
Harry looked down at Ginny and Romilda who, despite already licking his cock clean, hadn’t stopped pleasuring him. Romilda had the tip on his cock in her mouth, and she was suckling on it nicely. Ginny was busy planting kisses along the side of his shaft and occasionally pausing to take one of his balls into her mouth and teasing it gently with her tongue.
“Alright, that’s enough you two,” Harry told them. “Go back and sit with Hermione and Luna.”
There was no space on the sofa, as Hermione was laying across it and licking up all of Harry’s cum from Luna’s pussy, so they sat in the two armchairs instead. Everyone except for Hermione looked exhausted but happy.
Harry and Astoria walked over to the bed, and Astoria directed him to climb up on it. He positioned himself comfortably with his back against the pillows, and Astoria climbed up onto his lap.
Even though she wasn’t completely naked, the black, sheer stockings on Astoria’s legs only seemed to accentuate her beauty even more. Her pussy was nice and wet from when she’d been fingering herself, so she was already set to take him inside of her.
“You’d better not cum too fast,” she told Harry with a warning tone.
“You’re pretty cocky,” Harry chuckled.
“I’m not being cocky if I’m just that good,” Astoria countered. “Fucking Romilda, Ginny, and Luna is nothing compared to what you’ll experience with me.”
“You’d better start proving yourself then because from where I’m sitting, you’re just talking a big game,” Harry goaded her.
Astoria narrowed her eyes at him. “Fine. I’m not holding anything back then.”
She reached down and grabbed his cock and angled it up towards her opening. Then, slowly, she started to lower herself down.
Having fucked several women in a row now, Harry was convinced that there was nothing that Astoria could do to blow his mind like she was promising. When she started to sink down on his cock, he felt how hot her pussy felt around his cock compared to everyone else, but that was it. She was tight and wet, but it wasn’t anything that blew his mind. By the time she’d sunk all the way down onto his cock, Harry determined that Astoria had the best pussy out of anyone he’d ever been with besides Hermione, but the gap between the two of them was still significant.
“Fuck, you’re big,” Astoria said as she grinded herself against him, stirring his cock around inside of her pussy. “Bigger than Draco even.”
“Are you surprised?” He asked her.
“A bit,” she admitted. “Draco’s quite big himself, and I figured if you were letting him shag your girlfriend…”
“Maybe this won’t be as easy as you thought,” Harry challenged her.
“Please,” Astoria snorted. “If anything, this’ll just make it more fun for me.”
Astoria shifted into a squatting position on Harry’s cock. He was surprised that she’d have the thigh strength to ride him like this, but he was interested to see how it was going to go.
Astoria tested the waters by gently raising and lowering herself on Harry’s cock only a couple of inches at a time. Her pussy was practically drooling around him as she did this, making it easy for her to glide up and down his shaft.
Once she seemed satisfied with everything, Astoria suddenly grabbed Harry’s hands. She interlaced her fingers with his and pushed against his palms.
“Keep me braced,” she told him.
Harry did just that by placing his elbows back against the bed. Astoria had to reach forward to hold his hands, and that made her breasts squeeze together.
Slowly, Astoria rose all the way up his cock. Her tight pussy squeezed him as she went, making Harry wince from the pleasure. Astoria smirked down at him. “Remember, don’t cum too fast.”
When the head of Harry’s cock was exposed to the air, Astoria slammed all the way back down onto him. The feeling of her pussy engulfing his cock again was indescribable. It felt so intensely good that it actually made Harry gasp and his toes curl. But what was even more insane was that as soon as Astoria’s arse hit Harry’s thighs, she just bounced off of him and rode all the way back up his cock. Then, she did it all again.
There was no one other than Hermione who Harry could imagine riding him like this. Astoria was bouncing perfectly on his cock, never once going so high up that he slipped out of her. Her walls were insanely tight but slippery enough that she was able to ride him without issue. Her breasts bounced perfectly, and the smug smile on her lips never faded once.
What was more incredible was the fact that Harry already wanted to cum inside of her. He wasn’t going to do it of course, but his body was screaming at him to reward Astoria’s efforts with his seed. He had to bite his cheek to hold himself back, and even that was a struggle.
Hermione had sat up on the couch and was watching Astoria’s riding with awe. She looked like she wanted to start taking notes. The sound of Astoria’s arse smacking off of him rang out loudly, drawing everyone else’s attention too, and they seemed just as impressed as Hermione was.
“You’ve lasted longer than I expected,” Astoria panted. She was still slamming down on his cock at an incredible pace, but Harry was finally starting to see cracks in her perfect armour. The most obvious one was in the way her breathing came in faster now, and he swore that he heard just the slightest moan leave her lips the last time she slammed down on him.
“I think you’re going to cum first actually,” Harry retorted, putting on a much more confident face than what he wanted to.
Astoria laughed and leaned in closer towards him. Harry couldn’t help but glance down at her jiggling breasts. “In your dreams, Harry,” she said sweetly.
Astoria seemed to take his challenge for what it was and refocused on giving him the most pleasurable experience possible to make him cum. Harry hadn’t known it was possible until he felt her tighten up around him for just a fraction of a second when his cock was fully buried inside of her pussy. The pressure released the moment she started to ride back up his cock, but it returned the next time her arse hit his thighs.
The natural tightness of Astoria’s pussy wasn’t diminished by the brief bursts of tightness she gave him. Every second he spent inside of Astoria’s pussy brought Harry closer to the edge, but he fought hard to keep hold of his wits.
He thought he was only delaying the inevitable though. At least, he did up until Astoria finally gave her first proper moan.
She almost looked embarrassed when it happened, and the look of glee on Harry’s face only made it worse.
“Shut up,” she grunted as she slammed down on him harder than before.
“I didn’t say anything,” Harry replied with a grin.
“You were thinking it,” Astoria countered.
Yes he was. He was thinking that he might finally win this thing after all. He just needed to hold out a little bit longer.
And hold out he did. Harry pulled out every trick he could think of to hold on. He bit his cheek, he imagined maths problems in his head, and he even mentally reviewed quidditch tactics to try and distract himself. It didn’t work perfectly, but it worked well enough. Cumming three times before this helped too.
Astoria, on the other hand, only seemed to be spiralling towards the edge exponentially faster the longer this went on. Her arse was bouncing off of his lap perfectly in time, never once missing a beat, but Harry saw the pleasure that slowly escaped the mask she was trying to hide it behind.
First, she gave up on holding back from moaning. She let her beautiful voice be heard to everyone in the room. Then, she let a lewd expression on her face instead of the smug looks she’d been giving him.
It was all going so well, and yet, Harry realised he wasn’t going to hold on for much longer. Astoria’s pussy just felt too good around his cock, and she was riding him so hard and fast that he never had so much as a second to try and recover. All of his tricks were losing their efficacy, and he knew that it was only a matter of seconds before he was through.
“Astoria—” Harry grunted.
“Harry—” Astoria moaned at the same time.
Astoria collapsed on top of him as she slammed herself down for the last time. Harry painted her insides white with his seed as her walls spasmed around him and helped to shoot his cum out of his cock with as much force as possible. The pleasure was so intense that neither of them could do more than just cling to each other as they let their bodies do the work they needed to.
When the lightheaded sensations faded and his cock finally began to lose its potency, Harry let out the breath that he’d been holding.
“Go on, say it,” Astoria mumbled with a bratty tone.
“What?” Harry asked.
Astoria pushed herself back up so that she could stare down at him. “You won. I came first.”
Harry wasn’t sure. To him, it almost seemed simultaneous.
“Give me another shot,” Astoria suddenly exclaimed. “I’ll beat you next time.”
Harry blinked in surprise. “You want to do this again?”
“Draco will be fine with it,” Astoria replied. “Just… I know I can win next time.”
Harry chuckled. “I might just want to take my win and run.”
“That’s not fair!” Astoria pouted.
“Take it up with my girlfriend,” Harry shrugged. “She organises all of these things.”
Astoria leapt off of Harry’s cock and rushed over to Hermione’s side. “Please, you’ve got to let me come back for the next one!”
Harry loved that Hermione caught on so quickly and just gave a coy smile and shrugged her shoulders too. “Maybe,” she replied noncommittally. “But I’ve got a lot of volunteers lined up. We’ll see what happens.”
Harry grinned at Hermione. His girlfriend truly was the one for him.
Comments
Joe Uchiha
Astoria's surprise at Harry being big is sadly common in real life actually. The main stereotype of the cuckold is that they have a small or average dick. It is this fact that lets Dudley, Vernon, Dudley's gang and Cormac McLaggen use to get off while fucking Hermione; Harry's humiliation. Had Dudley or his gang known Harry's actual size, the thrill of fucking Hermione, while she's sexy, will diminish. Yes, Harry gets off on it, but ultimately he has the bigger cock so he doesn't feel humiliated or inadequate about it . Draco wanting Harry to shag Astoria is a first in many fics lol. Usually its that he either catches them or is unwilling while Harry asks draco to cuck him in those other fics. Though his nervousness is understandable. Now I can imagine a scene where Bill and Fleur get involved with Bill shagging Hermione, then Fleur bragging about Bill's stamina, while Hermione brags about Harry's, which then turns into a competition between Bill and Harry to satisfy the two, switching in between, and Harry winning by going one round more with Fleur and Hermione. Oh and a lot of DP is involved. Great chapter as always. And I can't wait to see what you bring up next. I do not know how to say it properly so i'll just say that you're the cleanest cuckold fiction writer I've seen. You may not be a fan but you write it well. Plus you bring out the chemistry between the actual couple. No hate, resentment, bashing or anything between them. Just love and desire for each other, which is sadly not seen in any cuckold fics I've read; where the wife/girlfriend just goes after other men to fuck and just leaves the husband to do the daily duties of the household and ignore him completely.
Arctis_Shox
We don't have a current plan for the next chapter yet.
Магжан Малдыбай
So, what can we expect in the next chapter?
