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What are friends for? - Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2023-12-22 18:24:20 +0000 UTCA/N: Sorry for the delay on this chapter. It's been a hard week juggling college work and this together, but I am glad to finally get this out. It's a long one, and I hope you like the spicy threesome in the end.
And the next chapter of ACoM will be out at least by tomorrow; if not, then surely on Sunday.
It was the eve of Yule, and Harry was in his room, readying himself by putting on his cufflinks and straightening the tight sleeves of his shirt.
Looking up, he stood straighter and smiled at what he saw in the mirror.
He was ready for the Yule ball, and without sounding arrogant, he looked good.
He was wearing a crisp white shirt on top that was a tight fit on his chest, showing the defined muscles. And under them, he had dark teal blue pants with the same colour waist-length coat on top of his shirt.
All in all, he was donning a dark teal blue suit with Gryffindor lion-shaped cufflinks on his wrist, completing the look.
And Harry had never felt as good as he was in this set of clothes.
He can’t wait to see Parvati's reaction.
She was the one who chose it for him to match her dress, but she had never seen him wear it.
Which was the same for him with her.
They had both decided that they were going to surprise each other in their ball dress.
Although Harry felt it wasn’t fair to him since even though Parvati hadn’t seen him in this suit, she still knew what he was wearing, whereas he had no idea what she was going to wear.
Sliding that thought away, right now Harry was only focused on the night that was ahead of him, and he really couldn’t wait to enjoy it with Parvati.
They have both become closer since their date at Hogsmeade.
Since that day, they have spent every possible second with each other, whether by studying, practicing, or just talking about anything and everything.
And snogging. Most importantly, snogging.
It was impossible for him to forget how much time they had spent lip-locked together.
In fact, most of their time was spent sharing their breath in every corner of the school.
Additionally, he had the opportunity to repay Parvati for what she had done for him on their date, and based on the number of times he had made her cum, he could say that he was a natural pussy eater.
Harry had never felt like this; he had felt like in this last month he finally was actually living his life like he should.
And it was all because of the wonderful girl with whom he was going to spend this beautiful night today.
Hearing a groan, Harry was distracted from his thoughts, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Ron fidgeting in front of his mirror, muttering curses.
The smile on Harry’s face vanished, and he felt a deep sympathy for the girl who was going with Ron to the ball.
And unfortunately, he felt even more dread looking at what Ron was wearing because the girl was none other than Padma Patil Parvati’s sister.
Harry still can’t believe how a girl like Padma didn’t get a single boy to be her date, and she had to settle for Ron as the last resort.
For Harry, if he wasn’t already so in love with her sister, he wouldn’t have any problem going with Padma.
Not only was she smart, intelligent, sweet, and innocent, but she was also, like her twin, one of the most beautiful girls in the school.
Since Harry and Parvati started dating, he and Padma have become really good friends. And he has come to see how amazing she was.
She was different and yet the same as her twin.
Where Parvati was bolder, more confident, and more outgoing, Padma was shyer and less outgoing.
But once you become closer to her, you see how nice and how much fun she was to be with when she opened up to you.
She could have any boy she wanted as her date.
But now she has to go to the Yule Ball—a night that you enjoyed with your partner—with Ron, of all people.
He could understand that it was her last resort, but still, she could just go alone rather than with his ex-friend.
Harry doesn’t think Ron would give her the night she deserves.
Sighing, he decided to just accept what the situation was, and he also couldn’t do anything to change it.
But... there was one thing to make sure Padma's night was at least a little enjoyable.
He straightened his collar and, with a deep breath, turned to the grumbling ginger.
"Ron,” he called, and his ex-friend stiffened hearing him since this was the first time Harry was actually trying to talk with him after the day of the champions announcement.
“What?” Ron scowled without turning towards Harry.
Harry kept the irritation from his face and stayed calm to not make the already agitated Weasley more angry.
“I want to talk with you about something,” Harry said firmly.
"Oh, so now you want to talk after all this time, huh?” Ron smirked cockily, acting as if Harry was going to apologise to him.
Harry clenched his first and really tried not to break that smug face. “I was just going to warn you to not be on your best and not ruin Padma’s night,” he said tensely.
Ron's smirk turned into a sneer. “And why does it matter to you how I treat my date?”
“It matters to me because Padma is my girlfriend's sister, and she deserves to have a nice, enjoyable night,” Harry told him as he stepped closer to him. “So I am warning you, seeing as you already looked like a sour lemon, to at least treat her right and not ignore her for the night. Is that clear?”
Ron flinched, seeing the glow in Harry’s eyes, but instead of nodding like he should, he instead snorted and shouldered past Harry into the bathroom, being too afraid to stand so close to Harry and his intimidating aura.
Harry closed his eyes, pinching his nose, and sighed. He knew whatever he said wouldn’t affect Ron one bit, but at least he tried.
Shaking his head, he threw Ron out of his mind as he tried not to ruin his evening, and picking up his coat, he went down to the common room to wait for Parvati.
He reached the common room and smiled, seeing all of his fellow housemates looking excited for the night of festivities ahead of them.
He looked as the girls came down looking pretty in their dresses and then went with their stunned dates to the ball.
He leaned back and waited for his own date because he knew Parvati would take all the time she could to make herself look perfect.
Hearing footsteps, he looked towards the stairs, expecting Parvati, but was shocked to see Padma climbing down instead.
And his shock was because of how amazing she looked in her light blue gown.
Her hair was done in a bun, and her dress fitted her body perfectly, not showing much skin but highlighting her curves nicely, proving to him that she really was identical to Parvati.
Harry had always known she was beautiful, but seeing her now without those bulky robes and the effort she actually put into getting ready today made him realise how gorgeous she was.
Seeing Padma coming towards him once she saw him, Harry pushed off the walls and smiled.
“You are looking amazing, Padma,” he said, appreciating the radiant-looking girl.
“Thank you, Harry." Padma beamed, blushing lightly. “You are looking very handsome as well. Parvati is lucky to have you as her date,” she added, shyly checking him out.
Harry thought he heard a bit of envy in her voice, but he chalked it out for now.
Chuckling, he shook his head. “It’s me who is lucky to have her, just like your date is a very lucky bastard to have a pretty girl like you for the night,” he told her cheekily.
Padma giggled as her cheeks turned redder, but then she looked behind him, and her smile vanished, and horror filled her faces.
Harry turned around to see what caused the change of expression and saw the reason in the form of Ron coming down the stairs in his horrid dress robes with a sour, embarrassed face.
"Ron, you look… enchanting." Padma complimented her date in a very clear attempt to say something nice.
Harry could tell she was really trying to not ruin her good mood, and he couldn’t help but sympathise with her when her date looked like that.
Ron, instead of even returning the compliment, grabbed Padma's hands and was ready to go out of the common room as fast as he could.
But Harry stopped him by grabbing his shoulder and turning him back to him.
“Remember what I told you, Ron?” Harry warned the lanky ginger, who instead brushed his hands off and dragged poor Padma with her.
Harry sighed, seeing the Weasley attitude, but there was nothing he could do.
“You know it’s quite rude to worry about other girls when your date is standing right behind you?” He heard a melodic, amusing voice behind him.
Turning around, Harry's jaw dropped, and his breath hitched when he saw the sight behind him.
Parvati was standing with her hands behind her, tilting her head cutely, and looking like a literal goddess walking on a mortal world in his eyes.
She was wearing a dark teal blue gown matching his suit, and it was fitting her body like a glove.
Where her sisters dressed covered almost all of her body, Parvati, on the other hand, covered most of it, but still there was a clear hint of her delicious curves.
Her shoulders were bare except for thin strips of her gown, which went down to her tits, giving a tantalising view of her modest cleavage.
The dress was tight on her waist, showing how narrow it was, and then flared down her hip to her feet’s beautifully.
And there was a slit on her right leg from her knee, showing her long legs, which looked even longer in her high heels.
Harry was captivated by her sleek, shoulder-length dark hair, and he yearned to entwine his hand in that alluring, dark hair in order to seize his girlfriend and spend the night kissing her.
But a cough and a giggle bought him out of his stupor, and Harry shook his head to look up at Parvati, smirking at him in smug satisfaction.
Clearing his throat, Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. “You look fucking stunning,” he breathlessly said in awe at the beauty in his arms.
Parvati giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “You look dashing as well, my lion,” she purred, smiling sensually.
Harry leaned in, closing the gap, and kissed those succulent lips, losing himself in the familiar pleasing feeling of her lips and warmth.
Both of them kissed and nibbled softly at each other's lips, taking their time. But when Harry grabbed her head to deepen the kiss, Parvati pulled back and stopped him with a hand to his chest.
"Harry, we can't,” she said breathlessly. “We are going to be late.”
Harry groaned but accepted her point, even though he wanted to keep kissing her.
Pulling back, both straightened their clothes, and then Harry gave her his hand and smiled. “Shall we, my lady?” he asked gracefully.
“We shall, my good sir." Parvati nodded, grinning, and hooked her elbow in his arms.
Both of them then strolled to the great hall, taking their time and checking each other out. There were many eyes that followed them, but they didn’t care.
Finally arriving at the hallway outside the hall, they saw Professor McGonagall waiting for someone.
And seeing how she narrowed her eyes at them and the way she bylined towards them, it seemed they were the ones she was waiting for.
“You two are late; the ball is going to start at any moment,” Minerva hissed at both of them.
"Sorry, Professor,” Parvati apologised, stepping forward. “It is my fault; I took too long getting ready.”
Seeing their innocent faces, their heads of houses accepted their apology, and her eyes softened.
“It’s alright," McGonagall sighed and then pointed to the hall entryway, “the other champions are waiting for you. Go join them.”
Harry and Parvati nodded, and hand in hand, they were going to make their way. McGonagall, however, again stopped them.
They both looked back and, surprisingly, saw her smiling at them. “You both look good together,” she’d praised, showing a rare side of her, and then left.
Harry and Parvati smiled at each other and then joined the line.
As McGonagall told them, all the champions were already there with their dates.
Fleur Cho and the girl who was Hermione, as pointed out by Parvati, were standing looking beautiful, but Harry didn’t care; his eyes were only on the witch in his arms.
The big gate opened, and the champions were ushered in one by one.
Harry smiled at Parvati, who smiled back, tightening her hands on his elbow, and both stepped in with their heads held high among the crowds of other students.
Harry looked around in awe at the grand decoration of the hall with the festive theme, and it started to sink in for him how big this event was.
He looked at Parvati, smiling and waving her hand at her sister, and Harry too smiled back at Padma, who was ignoring her partner, who was too busy jealously staring at Hermione.
Once they were at the champion table, Harry pulled out a chair for Parvati and pushed her in, taking his own seat. And then Dumbledore picked his dish, and dinner began.
Harry and Parvati both enjoyed their dinner fully, either by eating the delicious food or by talking with the others.
Both of them talked with each other and even with the other people at their table, but at the same time, their focus was still on each other.
Which was evident by the fact that all the time they were talking with others, Harry’s hand was on her lap in her hand.
When the plates were cleaned and everyone's stomachs were full, it was finally time for the dance.
Pushing his chair up, Harry stood up, and then, with a bow, he outstretched his hand to his amused girlfriend.
“Can I have this dance, my love?” He asked with a charming smile.
“You may, my love." Parvati smiled giddily and softly grabbed his hand, letting him take her to the stage.
Harry twirled her and then pulled her back to him, grabbing her waist and starting to sway to the music.
They both trained for this moment in their last few weeks. Harry didn’t know how to dance, and Parvati was happy to teach him how to.
And it was safe to say their dance classes were a success.
They both swayed and spun around the stage with the right harmony and rhythm. Doing the dance moves they had practiced, they both executed them perfectly.
Both forgot about anyone else around them, and their focus was only on each other. Even when Harry twirled her out and threw her into the air, he was quick to get her back into his arms.
Before they knew it, half an hour had gone by, and all the students were on the dance floor dancing with their partners.
But the two lovebirds only had eyes for each other. Their smile didn’t leave their faces for a second, and Harry was tempted to just pull her in and kiss her—other people be damned.
When her feet started hurting, Parvati leaned in closer and whispered in his ears, “Let’s take a break, Harry. These heels are killing me.”
Harry chuckled at the tone of annoyance in her voice, and grabbing her, he successfully managed to get out of the massive crowd on the floor.
Once they could finally breathe, they both looked at each other and laughed, seeing each other sweaty from all the dancing they just did.
Parvati then turned to find a seat, and the smile left her lips.
Harry turned to see where she was looking and saw the reason in the form of a dejected-looking Padma with her date, who was eyeing another girl jealously.
Harry clenched his fist in anger. “I am going to kill Ron. I told him to treat her nicely.” He hissed and was ready to go break Ron’s face, but was stopped by Parvati.
"Harry, don't,” she said, stopping him in his tracks. “No matter what you tell him, it won’t help; what matters is Padma,” she said softly, looking at her sad sister.
Harry sighed and nodded. “What do you suggest we do?” He asked.
Parvati narrowed her eyes in thought, and then her lips curled into a smirk, but it was quickly gone before Harry could catch it.
“Why don’t you bring a drink for us?” She asked him sweetly.
Harry looked confused at her sudden change of emotion, but nodded and went to take the drinks.
Parvati, on the other hand, made her way to her sister to implant the devious plan in her mind.
After the minute that it took for him, Harry came back with the drinks and was surprised to see Parvati and Padma whispering and no Ron in sight.
Looking around, he saw him arguing with Hermione.
Not in the mood to be in their argument, Harry ignored them and went to the whispering twins.
When he was near them, he noticed Parvati was whispering in Padma's ear with a smirk on her face, and there was a blush on Ravenclaw’s face.
"Here's your drink,” he said, breaking the whispering twins and handing Parvati her drink.
“Thank you, Harry." Parvati grinned and accepted the drink, moaning in relief for her dried throat.
Harry sat down with them, drinking his drink, and for some reason unknown to him, Padma was not looking into his eyes.
"So, Harry, I have an idea to save my dear sister's night." Parvati said, breaking the silence.
“What is it?” Harry asked intriguingly.
“You should dance with her and make the night better for her,” Parvati said, smiling excitedly.
Harry frowned, looking between her and Padma, who was still avoiding his eyes. “Are you sure?”
"Yes, Harry, I am." Parvati nodded confidently. “I am going to sit here and take a rest while you two enjoy. I won’t mind.”
Harry stayed silent as he stared between the eager Parvati and Padma, who finally looked him in the eyes with hope.
He made up his mind, and since Parvati had no problem, he decided to do it.
He finished his drink, stood up, and then, with a smile, looked at Padma. “Would you like a dance with me?" He asked the wide-eyed, blushing girl.
Padma bit her lips, staring at his hands, and then, after a nudge from Parvati, she nodded. “I would love to,” she said shyly but happily, accepting his hand.
Harry squeezed the soft hand in his and brought her to the stage.
Once there, he stood with his hands in her waist and Padma holding his shoulder shyly.
They began dancing to the music, and the first few minutes were awkward for them, but Harry, with a desire to make it really enjoyable for her, decided to be brave.
He pulled her closer, making her breath hitch, and started dancing to the music with more confidence.
Padma, staring wide-eyed at him in wonder, finally peeled her shyness and started swaying her body more comfortably.
And after that, both just went into their own world, and with a smile, they both danced with all they had.
Harry chuckled, seeing how much fun Padma was having dancing with him, and he was mesmerised by how beautiful she was looking, smiling and giggling in joy.
He found out he loved dancing with her as much as he did with Parvati, even though they were both different in how they danced.
Parvati was obviously the bolder one, not afraid to shake her body and dance closer to him, rubbing her assets all over him and making his breathing harder.
Padma, on the other hand, made his breathing harder with a different mean. She was softer and more graceful of a dancer than Parvati.
It was mesmerising seeing her dance; it looked as if she was loving every second of it. And Harry noticed she was loving all the more dancing with him.
They didn’t even notice how long they were dancing until the song changed, and it went from a soft melody to the loud, party-loud music of weird sisters.
They were broken out of their little world when Parvati decided to join them on the floor.
“Let’s dance!” Parvati shouted over the loud music, and letting one of Harry’s hands around her, she started jumping to the song.
Padma and Harry stared at each other amusedly, and both busted out laughing. They then decided to take the crazy girl's lead and start jumping with her.
Harry didn’t know how he did it, but for the next fifteen minutes, he danced not only with one of the sisters but instead with both of them.
Both of his arms were around the twin as they danced with him wildly to the loud music.
He was oblivious to his actions and the dance moves he was performing; all he could think about were the two beautiful girls he was holding and watching as they danced alongside him.
And Harry just flew with the flow.
Finally, when the crowd was dying and their legs were at the last stage, they decided to call the night.
They were outside the great hall, and Harry, while drinking a refresher, saw from the corner of his eyes Parvati whispering something into the ears of a bright red Padma.
Who, for some reason, kept looking shyly at him while her cheeks turned redder.
She then went somewhere, which Harry thought was probably her dorm, but he was surprised to not see her leave without saying goodbye to him.
And before he could ask Parvati, she attacked him by grabbing his collar and pulling him down to lustfully claim his lips.
Harry, forgetting about what he was going to ask, let himself go deeper into his girlfriend's embrace and kissed her back, swapping his tongue with her with the same hunger.
Parvati broke the kiss, panting, and looked at him with lust-filled, dark eyes. "Harry, take me to our room. I am ready to give myself to you,” she whispered sensually, sending all his blood lower.
“Are you sure?” Harry asked breathlessly and hopefully.
Parvati nodded, biting her lips, and that was all he needed.
Harry picked her up in a bridal carry, making her squeak in surprise, and took her sprinting to the seventh floor, where ‘their room’ was.
Parvati giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning in to listen to his beating heart.
Once they were on the seventh floor, she shifted in his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist, and claimed his lips again.
Harry, who was too shocked, grabbed her by her ass and, closing his eyes, carried her into the room of requirements.
If he had his eyes opened and his senses not lost with lust, he would have noticed that there was already a door to a room, even though Harry hadn’t requested it.
When he was inside the room and was kissing Parvati's shoulder, dragging her dress strip down her shoulder, he finally opened his eyes and noticed there was already someone in the room.
“Padma”. Harry gasped, seeing the twin of his girlfriend sitting shyly on the bed conjured by the room.
Parvati, with her lips swollen, looked over her shoulder and smirked, seeing her sister just like she had planned.
“W-What is happening?” Harry stuttered in confusion, seeing Padma here and how his girlfriend was totally fine with it.
"Harry, tonight it’s not only me you're going to have; you will have both me and Padma,” Parvati whispered in his ears, biting his earlobe.
“I-I don’t understand," Harry said, confusedly looking between the twins.
"Harry, me, and Parvati have always shared everything,” Padma said for the first time, stepping closer to him.
“And we both had a crush on you, so instead of fighting, we decided if one of us was ever to become your girlfriend, we would both share you," Parvati told him, rubbing her right hand on his chest and her left hand on his crotch.
Harry, who was trying to come to terms with what was happening, was left shocked when Padma, in a bold move, unzipped her dress and let it pool on her feet.
His eyes darkened in hunger seeing she was not wearing anything under her dress, and Harry got the first look at his girlfriend twin.
And it was safe to say they were both really identical from top to bottom, but he also noticed some noticeable differences.
Parvati, the more athletic of the two, had a fit body with big boobs and a tight, plump ass. Padma, on the other hand, was more softer, and her curves had more softness to them.
Her tits were smaller than Parvati's, but when she turned around, Harry noticed her ass was thicker and looked so much softer that his hands were twitching to squeeze them.
And it was not only his hand that was twitching.
“I can feel how much you want us both, Harry,” Parvati purred, feeling his cock harden in her hands.
Harry could be an idiot sometimes in his life. He had moments in the past where he jumped first, without even thinking about the consequences, and paid the price for it.
And he also tends to be oblivious about things relating to love and girls, which was evident by the fact that he didn’t notice his own girlfriends pushing towards her sisters so that they could get closer.
But this time was not one of them. He was not oblivious to how much Padma wanted him and how eager Parvati was to share him with her sister.
And he wasn’t an idiot to ever reject this opportunity, which was the dream of any man.
When he thought that the boy Padma wanted to date was a lucky bastard, he didn’t know it would be him.
But hey, he was perfectly happy to be that lucky bastard who could have both of the twins as his girlfriends.
His confused face turned into a lust-filled smirk, and surprising Padma, he cupped her face with one hand and, with the other, pulled her close to kiss her lips.
Padma, finally realising her crush was kissing her, closed her eyes and moaned. She then leaned in to deepen the kiss.
Parvati smiled happily, seeing her sister kissing the boy they loved, and it aroused her to see how much they both were enjoying it.
She then decided to not feel left out, and kneeling down, she pulled out Harry’s cock; she was just stroking.
Once finally out of his tight restraints, his long, thick shaft bobbed eagerly in front of her hungry eyes, and Parvati quickly took him in her mouth.
She moaned at the taste of his cock. She loved when this cock was in her mouth, and if she could, she would have it every hour.
Harry, who was licking Padma's mouth with his tongue, gasped when he felt a soft warmth on his cock.
He pulled back to look down to see his girlfriend lovingly sucking his cock.
Parvati, when she left his eyes on her, winked at him and slithered her tongue underside the thick head in her mouth.
Harry grabbed her hair, grunting, but he was pulled back to Padma, who was not happy about not feeling his lips on hers.
She wrapped her arms around him and leaned up to thrust her tongue into his mouth to kiss him passionately.
With his free hand, Harry grasped her bare, thick ass and gave her the attention she desired.
In contrast, Parvati delighted in spending time swirling and bathing his cock with her spit.
She then grasped his cock by its base and, after inhaling deeply, dove downward, gulping more than half of it down her throat while gagging on it.
She then relaxed her gag reflex and then pushed again, taking a couple inches down her throat.
Harry groaned, pulling back, and pushed her mouth on his cock with his hand on her head.
“Fuck yes… You're getting so good at this, Parvati,” he moaned, feeling her chock on his cock.
Parvati smiled proudly, even though her mouth was filled with a thick shaft.
After a month of practice, she could finally take his cock in her throat.
Although she still can’t take it all the way in, she was still happy to see how good she made Harry feel.
Looking at her sister, she saw her staring in awe—not at her, but at the massive cock in her mouth.
Parvati, then winking at her sister, pulled back, slowly taking his cock out of her mouth, and Padma's eyes widened as the length just kept coming.
Finally, Harry’s cock was out of her mouth with a loud pop, and Parvati smirked at her sister, "Like, what you see, Pad?” She asked her stunned sister.
“It’s so… big." Padma murmured in shock and awe, seeing the massive size of Harry.
“Do.. do you want my help?” She asked her sister, looking at her cock in Parvati’s hands, which she was stroking and twisting with her spit.
"Uh, uh, don’t worry." Parvati shook her head, licking at her head. “You go lie down on the bed and let Harry use his magical tongue on you,” she added with a sexy smile.
Padma blushed seeing how Harry was eagerly looking at her pussy wetting his lips, and she laid down on her back as she was told, opening her legs.
Harry looked down at Parvati, who was kissing and licking his cock. “What about you?” He asked her curiously.
"Oh, don’t worry about me." Parvati said, waving him off, “You just focus on making my sister forget her name like you do with me.”
Harry chuckled, shook his head at his girlfriend, and then shredded his clothes, giving the eagerly watching sisters a show they appreciated with their hot gaze.
He then kneeled down on the ground beside the bed and pulled the squealing Padma closer to him.
He took a sniff of her pussy and moaned, making Padma blush before a gasp left her mouth when Harry licked her puffy lips.
“Oh fuck..." Padma moaned, feeling him kiss and suck her wet lips.
She closed her eyes, grabbing the sheets tight, and enjoyed the wonderful pleasure of Harry’s mouth on her pussy.
Harry finished with the tasting, dove down, plunging his tongue into her tight walls, and licked her swollen lips.
With her eyes widening in delight, Padma arched her back and humped her cunt in his face, smearing it with her juices.
Harry was sucking Padma pussy with hunger; she tasted so good, and he wanted her juices to flood his mouth so he could drink them in.
But suddenly his closed eyes opened when he felt hands on his ass and tight suction on his cock.
Hearing a gag and his cock in a tight, warm feeling, Harry realised Parvati was in between his legs sucking his cock.
Feeling himself already closer to cumming, he decided to finish Padma with him.
He slipped two of his fingers in her tight walls, spreading them wide, and rubbed her g-spots, making her clench on his fingers.
Leaning up, he sucked her clit into his mouth, pushing Padma closer to the edge she desired.
He then closed his eyes, and imagining a snake in his mind, he used parseltongue on her clit.
Padma's eyes and mouth opened wide, and she screamed,"FUCK, I’M CUMMING!!” feeling his tongue vibrate on her clit, and her pussy squeezed his finger and squirted on his face.
Harry lapping up her juices at the same time thrust into Parvati’s mouth, and with a groan, he unloaded his cum straight down her throat.
Feeling his cock swell in her throat, Parvati's eyes watered as she gagged, but she held on and gulped down every drop of his thick cum.
When he finished cumming, he pulled his cock out, and she took deep breaths with his cum on her lips, which she sucked back in.
She then stood up and giggled when she saw Padma still twitching, lying on her back with a smile on her face.
Her eyes then went to Harry’s cock, which was still hard, and she eagerly laid down right beside her sister.
She then opened her legs and exposed her wet, drenched pussy, ready to break by his cock.
“I have waited a month for this, Harry,” she moaned, spreading her lips with her fingers. “Please fill me with your cock and make me yours.”
Harry groaned, hearing her beg and looking at her touching her cunt, which was already wet enough for his cock.
He leaned in and placed his cock on her lips before pushing in with a kiss on her panting lips, which caused her to scream in his mouth.
Pulling back, he stopped and looked at Parvati's face for any pain, but felt relief when she smiled back. “Keep going. I can take it. I want to take it,” she told him, cupping his cheek.
Harry grabbed her legs, spread her wide, and then slowly pushed in until he was finally completely sheathed inside her, touching the back of her pussy.
“Morgana fuck..” Parvati moaned as her walls stretched around his massive girth. “It’s so big... so deep,” she moaned wantonly in his ears, feeling him deep inside her.
Her groans encouraged Harry to pull his cock out until only his thick head remained. He then dove in, filling her tight pussy and knocking on her cervix.
“Fuck… Shit…” As Harry fucked Parvati into the bed, her head rolled back in delight as she eagerly kneaded her bouncing breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples.
For the last month, she has always fantasised about how good his big cock would feel in her tight pussy, and now having it inside her, she can tell it was much better than she ever imagined.
Harry was filling her so wonderfully with that magnificent cock of his that she was seeing stars every time he stretched her.
With every thrust, he was touching the deepest part inside of her, and for a fleeting second, she imagined if he was going to penetrate her womb and let out a loud moan at that imagination.
His pelvis was rubbing her clit every time he bottomed out inside her, and his big, hefty balls were smacking her tight ass.
It was too much for her, and her body shook in explosive orgasm, and her mouth opened in a silent scream.
Arching her back, she pulled her nipple, and her pussy fluttered around his cock as she exploded on it, drenching it with her cum.
Harry grunted, feeling her warm tunnel squeezing his cock, and he stopped piling in to let her ride her orgasm.
He stayed upright on his hands and enjoyed the view of her sweaty body spasming in the bliss that his cock gave her.
It filled him with masculine pride to see how deliriously lost she looked with her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue lolling out.
Parvati, when she got her senses back and her body stopped twitching, opened her eyes and looked up to see Harry staring at her with smug satisfaction.
“You alright?” Harry smirked, caressing her hard nipple.
“That… was… amazing…” Parvati breathed with a sated smile.
Harry chuckled and leaned down to kiss her panting lips, making her whimper as his still-hard cock went deeper into her sensitive pussy.
Hearing a squelch and moaning sound, they both separated, and turning their heads, they saw Padma fingering her dripping cunt while watching them.
Parvati smirked at seeing her sister fingering herself while watching her get fucked,and it sent a shiver of thrill in her body knowing that.
“Did you like what you see, Padma?” She asked her masturbating sister.
Padma nodded, biting her lips. “That was… so… hot,” she panted, rubbing her lips.
“Do you want the same?” Parvati prodded her sister and smiled when Padma nodded eagerly.
And then, with a shuffling, they changed their positions as Harry pulled out her pussy, making Parvati whine, feeling empty.
Harry then laid down on his back, and Padma quickly crawled onto him, hovering over his cock.
Parvati then hugged her sister from behind and grabbed his shaft to line it up with her sister's pussy.
Harry bit his lips as he watched Padma slowly slide down on his cock, wincing in pain as he broke her womanhood.
"Ssh, take it easy; you can do this, Pad,” Parvati whispered to her sister, encouraging her.
Padma nodded, whimpering in pain and pleasure, and then slowly she took the massive length, filling and stretching her until her ass was finally touching his thighs.
She then stopped wide-eyed and stared down at where his cock disappeared in her with shock and awe.
“He is so big, isn’t it?” Parvati whispered in her ears, and Padma nodded. “Stretching you so good?”
Padma nodded, biting her lips. "So... so... much,” she moaned, touching her stomach. “I can feel him so deep inside me.”
Parvati giggled and kneaded her sister's boobs. “Just wait till he starts fucking you; it will feel so good,” she purred, pinching her nipples. “And you want that, don’t you, Padma? You want Harry to fuck you?”
Padma nodded. “Y-Yes I want it! I want it so much!” She shouted, grinding her pussy on his cock.
"Harry, you heard her fuck my sister." Parvati told him, huskily looking him in the eyes, “Fuck her hard and make her see stars just like you did to me.”
Harry, who had been enjoying the naughty sisters conversation while his was literally buried inside of the twins, smirked and grabbed Padma's thick ass.
He squeezed a handful of her ass and pulled her up on his cock, making her whimper as her walls tried to keep him in.
And then, with one last wink at her wide eyes, he dropped her down and thrust at the same time, filling her again.
His cock bumped her womb, and Padma's breath knocked out as she put her hands in his chest to balance herself, and she screamed when Harry started pistoning his shaft inside her.
"Oh, fucking YES HARRYYYY” she screamed, clenching her fist in his chest as his cock rubbed her g-spots with every thrust and broke her tight pussy.
“It’s so Fucking GOOD” she moaned, bouncing on his thrusting cock. Her pussy was so wet it was leaking her juices on his shaft.
She blushed hearing Parvati giggle when her pussy made a wet sound every time Harry plunged in, but she was too lost in the pleasure and screaming to care about it.
All she cared about was Harry rearranging her guts with his cock and how she was loving it.
It was driving her mad, and she was getting closer and closer to her release every time he was relentlessly thrusting into her, battering her cervix.
And when Parvati spanked her meaty ass, she lost it.
“HARRY I’M FUCKING CUMMINNGGGG!!!” She yelled at the top of her lung as she shook, and she squirted all over Harry’s cock and abs, drenching them with her juices.
Harry squeezed her ass, groaning as Padma clenched him even tighter than ever, and he managed to hold on from cumming inside her.
He still wanted one more round before he gave them his cum.
Parvati pulled her sister off Harry and held her in her arms, rubbing her body, knowing it would take time to get back on earth after the mind-blowing climax she just had.
“I hope you both are not tired because there is still one more round left.” Harry smirked, sitting on his heels and pointing at his bouncing, hard cock.
Parvati, who was ready to get fucked again, nodded eagerly, and Padma, who just opened her eyes, agreed too, even though her pussy was sore and still sensitive.
After a while, Harry was finally getting close to his edge when he was thrusting hard inside Parvati from behind her, rocking her body, and spanking her ass.
But unfortunately, Parvati couldn’t even scream in pleasure as her mouth was on her sister's pussy at the hands of Padma, who humped her cunt on her flushed, moaning face.
All of them were sweaty from the intense fucking they had been doing. The room was filled with the sound of Harry groaning, Padma moaning, and Parvati slurping her sister pussy.
There was a sex smell everywhere, and they could feel their bodies closer to the edge.
And when Harry leaning on her pinched Parvati clit, he made her cum again, and she screamed in her twin pussy.
Which then triggered Padma's orgasm as her thighs clenched Parvati's head, trapping it on her lips, and she showered her face with her cum.
Harry too closed his eyes, feeling himself at the edge. “I’m going to cum girls,” he warned the sisters as he held from filling Parvati’s cunt.
Parvati finally pulled her face away and looked over her shoulder at him. "Harry, wait, pull out,” she told him breathlessly.
Harry growled but did as she asked and pulled his swollen cock out, holding it in his hands, and stood on the floor.
His eyes then widened, and his cock twitched when the twins, as if they already had planned it, quickly got on their knees in front of him.
Both of them sat right beside each other with their cheeks touching, opened their mouths, and looked at him with their dark eyes.
“Cum on us, Harry,” Parvati begged him, licking her lips.
“Yes! Cover our faces in your thick cum."Padma moaned, lolling her tongue. “Paint our faces white and mark us as yours.”
Their begging was all Harry needed, and stroking his cock, he roared his orgasm and blasted his cum all over their faces.
First, he directed it onto Padma's face and covered it from her forehead to her chin with the ropes of his cum.
He then switched it to Parvati and blasted the next four on her cheeks and nose, and some even went into her hair.
All the while, both sisters closed their eyes and kept their mouths open as Harry painted their faces just like they wanted.
They took his warm cum on their faces with an identical smile and opened their eyes when Harry finished showering them with his cum.
They both swiped their fingers, taking his cum, and moaned, sucking them in. Subsequently, Padma was taken aback when Parvati approached her and licked the cum from her face.
Harry panted as his cock finally softened, haging between his legs, and he stared in amazement as both sisters licked his semen from each other's faces.
“That was... fucking… fantastic,” he breathed, and both sisters giggled, looking at him with their doe eyes.
"So, Harry..." Parvati began, “Are you ready to take Padma as your girlfriend too?” She asked her boyfriend with an impish smile.
Harry raised his eyebrow at her and saw the hopeful eyes of Padma. “I am not a fool to say no to that, you know, Parvati,” he huffed, crossing his arms.
Both sisters laughed, one in amusement and the other in relief, and Harry soon joined them.
He then leaned down, kissing both of them and grabbing their asses. He picked them up with ease.
Parvati and Padma squeaked and held on to his bicep as Harry carried them onto the bed, dropped them on it, and laid in between them.
The room then conjured a blanket, and Harry draped it over them as both sisters snuggled closer to him from both sides.
They soon, with a last murmur of good night to each other, succumbed to the dream land.
And Harry fell asleep with a smile on his face, his arms around both his girls, and one last thought in his mind.
‘I am the luckiest bastard in the world.
