"I'm being serious about this, actually," Harry said as he turned to look at Lavender. "It wasn't me who did this. I have no idea what you're talking about. My suggestion would normally be to ask Narcissa about this, but my gut feeling says that it's either Edmund or Sebastian. Narcissa has worked on getting the mess under control and consolidating the Black Family's holdings. She's only just starting to expand and broaden her scope out across Europe again. I'm sure she could make it happen, but I'd suspect that she would have gone to Edmund or Sebastian if she had any need of international portkeys on short notice."
"But why would they go to such trouble for me?" Lavender muttered, looking confused. Harry chuckled.
"Why wouldn't they?" he asked. "You're part of all of this now, love. If I'm right about one of them being responsible for this, and you feel like you owe them for it, I'm sure they would agree that you walking around topless and letting them look at your boobs was thanks enough already. But I can guarantee that it wasn't why they did it, or that they did it expecting you to 'repay' them in the future. They're just good wizards. To be honest, arranging a simple portkey to help you get high profile international clients isn't something either of them would have thought was even worth commenting on."
"But it would have been expensive, obviously," she insisted. "And they would've had to call in favors, and—"
"Go find out if my guess is right before you get ahead of yourself," he said, chuckling. "Once you're sure, you can say thank you, and then you'll hear them repeat all the same things I just told you. If it turns out I'm wrong and you can think of something you'd want, I'll give it to you to apologize for pointing you in the wrong direction." Lavender's cheeks heated up in response to that, and Harry grinned, knowing exactly what she'd just thought of as a potential reward to ask for if he was wrong. "I'm going to give you that no matter what, you sexy woman. But only after you've both figured out who left you that portkey, and prepared for it. Now hurry up, because you won't have time to both do that and get shagged before lunch if you don't get going. And I'm not fucking you after lunch if you'll need to go off and fit an important foreign witch's attire this evening. You'll need time to rest, recover and calm your nerves so you'll be at your best."
A still blushing Lavender hurried off to figure out who had arranged her portkey, and Harry looked forward to fitting in a fuck with his former fellow Gryffindor when she made it back.
--
"And here I thought you'd forgotten all about me." Aella laughed at Harry's teasing, clearly mimicking the way she would so often tease him about squeezing her into his schedule along with the other women in his life.
"I suppose that means this is the part where I'm supposed to mention how we shagged for quite a bit yesterday?" she countered. He nodded.
"That's the script, yeah," he agreed. He accepted the kiss that she initiated, but it wasn't long before he picked her up by her arse and set her down on the stone railing surrounding the pool. Then it was his turn to kiss her just as hungrily as she had been kissing him. She gasped and moaned as he started sucking on her neck.
"The others might all be out, or passed out and lying around the pool at your villa," she said as he took her bikini top off. "But anyone walking past could see us right now." Her words were technically correct, but they had no authority behind them. She could not give less of a shit if they drew an entire crowd down on the beach below to watch them, and she knew that Harry could tell that.
"Good," he laughed. "If they do, I'll let them watch. Every bloke down there will be jealous when they see what I get to enjoy." She moaned and arched her back as he resumed sucking on and kissing her neck. He made her writhe around with such ease! Maybe any men who happened to be able to see them would be jealous of Harry, but she knew that any woman who got even a decent glimpse at her handsome younger lover and the way he ravaged her would be seething with envy towards her. He sucked at her nipple, and she went even farther back on the railing.
"Are you trying to fall off of this thing or what?" he said, laughing and pulling his mouth away from her nipple. She went to reply, only to moan loudly when his lips captured her nipple once again.
"You'd never drop me," she managed to get out.
"Never," he murmured. She held his head to her chest tightly. Even this typically mild stimulation felt incredible to her right now.
"Are you really going to cum from this?" Harry laughed and shook his head, amused. She just nodded, and moaned loudly as he returned to sucking her tit. And he not only returned, but sucked even harder. She writhed and squirmed around on the railing as her orgasm kicked off. It was a gentle orgasm, comparatively speaking, but it felt pretty impressive that he was making her cum at all only from sucking on her breasts.
"Long night, or energetic morning?" Harry said after she'd calmed down again. She just stared, not understanding what he was asking. "Your husband told me you were headed out here, and then he and Fleur immediately went off to bed. Neither of them looked like they were going to bed for anything more physically demanding than a nap." He shrugged. "But I guess they could always nap and then have some fun afterwards."
Aella snickered and nodded. Harry was more right than he knew. They would be napping now, yes. And after the nap, Fleur would get on top and ride her boyfriend, Aella's husband, until she'd fucked herself silly. Either that, or she would insist on Edmund fucking her silly. Really, it would be some combination of the two, as it always was. The order might vary, but the requirements would never decrease. Their veela lover was a handful, and Lord and Lady Greengrass wouldn't have it any other way.
"Well, someone left a pair of witches too sore to participate with anything other than their mouths," she said, with a pointed look at Harry. "Fleur insisted they still did that much, and made sure to personally make up for anything they couldn't handle too."
"Makes sense," he said, grinning. "And I think I can guess from there that you let her spoil herself last night and this morning. So, that'd make it a long night as well as an energetic morning, hence the need for the nap."
"We both got more than our fair share last night," Aella said. "But I held back this morning." She put her hand on Harry's crotch and started rubbing him through his shorts. "I wanted to make sure I had enough energy left to get all I could from this big, beautiful cock."
"You're going to get every bit of it, too." Harry was staring at her like he was ready to swallow her whole, and it made her rub her thighs together in anticipation. All it took was a light little pat on her bare arse to make her squeak. But then his hand left her arse and held her hand, and he stood her up to walk with him.
"To give myself something else to think about so I don't pounce on you before we make it somewhere a bit more comfortable, I'll tell you that I'm glad you're enjoying all of this as much as I am."
"We all are." She gave his hand a squeeze as they walked together. "We all needed it too, you know. It's our first vacation as a full, whole family in many years—more years than I care to count. But I don't think it would have been right to take one until now. That we have others in our life who we want to have here with us, and whose presence we would miss if they weren't here, is a major bonus to waiting this long." Aella giggled. "There's also the unexpected bonus of Lavender shaking her lovely arse and big breasts around in front of all of our faces. Merlin, that girl is the biggest flirt imaginable!" This observation was made with fondness and appreciation, which she knew that Harry shared. Lavender's integration into their little (or not so little) group had felt seamless, and her willingness to flirt and flaunt her incredibly body had a great deal to do with that.
"Yes, she's really enjoying herself, isn't she?" Harry chuckled. "I bet that without her here, we wouldn't have this chance be alone right now." Aella laughed as well.
"She gets Fleur very worked up, yes," she agreed. "But Fleur's not going to try and touch her unless she knows it'll be welcomed, and she's far too stubborn and proud to ever ask."
"I already told Lavender to do whatever she's comfortable with, so Fleur doesn't need to worry about me getting upset," Harry said, before chuckling. "Whether she actually wants to fool around with anyone else or just wants to tease them and flirt with them is up to her. But I'm not going to bring that up. Watching Fleur getting sexually frustrated for a chance is pretty damn funny."
"I might leave that little detail out for a bit longer as well," Aella said with a grin. "She's already pouting because I had some time with Lav, and all I did was suck cock briefly alongside her, and then on my own while you seduced her." Harry snorted and shook his head.
"That is not how I would have described any of that, but I'll let you have it your way. If you want to discuss it with her later, feel free. But I've got other things on my mind right now." He dragged Aella down onto the bed with him, showing her what it was he had in mind. As she moved to straddle him on the bed, she thought to herself for a moment on how convenient it was for their purposes that they had so many spare bedrooms available for their use on this vacation. That convenience was by design rather than simply being a stroke of luck, of course. They'd had a very good idea of how this vacation was going to play out, and the space and spare rooms that would be required for them to have their fun in whatever combinations happened to spring up at any given moment.
She stopped thinking about that as she felt his hands wandering her body. Aella got back into the moment, kissing Harry and yanking at his shorts, trying to pull them off but struggling thanks to her reluctance to lift her hips and get off of him. Harry laughed against her lips during her struggles.
"Take a second," he said. "You're not going to get thrown out of bed if you stop straddling me for a few seconds. If you don't lift yourself up, you're not going to be able to get them off. Take it one step at a time. I know you can do it."
Aella rolled her eyes, but she did as he suggested, lifting her hips slightly. The boxer shorts came down significantly more easily after that. Once they were down, she didn't waste a second on foreplay. Instead, she jumped straight to the best part by dropping down onto his cock, making herself moan as she took that amazing dick inside of her pussy. It had been worth holding back in the morning to make sure she was prepared for this. He let out a moan of his own, and one of his hands went up to gently grab her throat. They kissed passionately while she switched between grinding and bouncing on his cock. Any motion or depth she chose would feel exquisite so long as she had Harry's dick inside of her, stretching her like no other man could ever quite match.
"Are you already that close?" he asked after a few minutes. By now, he could recognize her orgasm building up easily enough without her needing to try to hint at it. She moaned and nodded her head. "Go on, then. But don't you dare stop riding me after it's done. I want you to sit up and put on a show for me."
Aella immediately sat up straighter, and she used her arms against his abs to help hold herself upright as she bounced. As he'd been able to see, an orgasm quickly shot through her, big enough to have her screaming her throat raw. It would have been easy for her to drop onto his chest at the end, even if just for a moment, but her shaking legs steadied enough to let her put on a show for him with as much ease as anyone reasonably could with this monster cock reaching up towards their lungs. She wasn't even concentrating on what specifically she was doing to put on the show that he'd demanded. She just got lost in the moment and let her body guide her, and his moans of approval were confirmation that this improvised approach was meeting his expectations.
It was no surprise when she came again before he even seemed to be close. That was expected whenever she was with him. It was similarly unsurprising when he flipped her over and pinned her by her throat. One of his hands hooked under her leg and lifted it up as he fucked her with an intense pace that only he could provide.
Her young lover kissed her lips roughly, and the moment she felt his lips taking hers, she knew he was about to cum. It was there in the way his cock swelled, the way he moaned into her mouth and of course in his demanding kiss. Every one of these things alone was a big clue, but put together, they might as well have been him screaming his release into her ear. As it always seemed to be, his orgasm was perfectly times. She was mere moments away herself, and he held back and waited for her to start cumming again before he let his control go. Having him cum inside of her pussy at the same time made her orgasm even better than it would have been otherwise.
Harry was already moving again just a few moments after they'd finished and taken in a few gasps of air. Not even this was a surprise. There was a reason she'd been so good about holding back this morning, and here it was. This man was capable of fucking her until she dropped even when she was at full strength, so coming in already partially satisfied would have been entering with a massive disadvantage.
"Leg up, hard," she gasped out, pleading with him to give it to her the way she wanted it.
"As you like," he said. He lifted her leg up higher and adjusted his hips on the bed to allow him to fuck her even harder. It made her body squirm, and her hands clutched the bedding tightly while he slammed hard against a tender, wonderful spot inside of her.
Aella was crying out in mindless pleasure before long. As yet another orgasm took hold of her body and her mind, she reflected on how bloody amazing this was. She also decided that she was going to have to join her husband and their girlfriend in bed for a nap of her own by the time Harry sent her on her way.
--
"As funny as Fleur's antics are becoming, they'll never compete with Lavender awkwardly trying to ask if Astoria and I would have any problem with it, should she ever decide that she wants to do more than tease and flirt with our father," Daphne said. "Watching her stumble around the idea that it would be just as much about her thanks for everything as it was about her just wanting to enjoy herself was very amusing."
"So I heard," Harry said. "I'm sure Astoria is still giggling about it right now in the middle of her massage."
"Probably. She'll definitely giggle any time she's reminded of it." Daphne felt much the same.
"I think there's a good chance Fleur's reactions will become even more entertaining than Lavender asking that was for you lot, based on how frustrated she looks," Harry said. "She really doesn't seem to have any idea how to handle being the one who gets teased, rather than the one who does the teasing."
To emphasize his point, he nudged his head in the direction of Fleur, Edmund and Lavender. Daphne snickered, clearly on the verge of bursting out in laughter at the look of frustration on Fleur's face.
"She's never been teased with not having something she wants, I bet," Daphne said. "Especially not any time recently. Honestly, my parents have turned her into the world's most spoiled veela."
"I'd say you're pretty spoiled yourself, love," Harry said with a cheeky grin. She grinned right back at him.
"I never said I wasn't," she agreed happily. "But I'm not a veela, am I? Thus, my point still stands." Harry snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Fine, then. But I honestly think you all could put most of them to shame." He shook his head at what he was now watching. "Okay, if this is what's going to happen now, I think she might actually go crazy before we even make it home."
Daphne looked back over her shoulder to see what he was watching, and now she really did laugh out loud at the sight. Lavender was topless while wearing very high heels, and that thong which barely qualified as clothing of any kind. Looking at her from behind, you could barely make out the tiny string on her hips. Her big, lovely arse was totally bare.
That wasn't the unusual part though. This was how Lavender had been dressed for everyone's viewing pleasure all day, and the flirty witch had absolutely encouraged the stares. What got Harry's attention now was that she'd reached for a towel, which just so happened to be directly behind Fleur and Edmund. To go for that specific towel, she had to ignore the far more accessible ones that were only a meter or two away with no one in her path. This placed her breasts right in the face of Daphne's father, perhaps even touching it. They were definitely touching Fleur's after that, but Lavender just apologized with a giggle.
Immediately after the apology, she turned around, bent over and arched her back in an incredibly seductive pose as she dried off her lower legs. This shoved her arse mere centimeters from both of their faces, directly in between them both. While she had their attention, she shook it and made it jiggle around a great deal when she swapped to dry the other leg. Watching Fleur and her father struggle to contain themselves was very amusing, Daphne would admit.
"Bedroom, please," Fleur said to him, finally unable to take any more teasing. He did not hesitate to get up and pull her along with him as they raced off to relieve their sexual tension. Lavender had a very pleased look on her face as she watched them both depart.
"That means you too, Aella," Fleur added.
"It would seem I've been summoned," Daphne's mother said with a smile, getting up to follow along.
"I daresay her attempt to tease everyone else by not wearing a top and convincing others to do the same has backfired," Narcissa said. "Not that it seems to be much of a problem for any of them."
--
Hermione squealed in surprise as she suddenly found herself tied up, with her wrists and ankles tied and tugged so she couldn't move them. She had no choice but to stand on her tiptoes as she was left spread-eagle and upright. Pansy and Lavender were beside her in matching predicaments, but Hermione could not see either of them anymore once the blindfolds came out.
Then she was crying out in excitement as a large toy entered her and started to fuck her pussy, right as another, smaller one targeted her clit with intense, concentrated buzzing. She could hear Pansy and Lavender making similar moans and groans, no doubt because they were receiving the same attention between their legs, but their sounds of pleasure cut out right when hers did thanks to the silencing spells they were all hit with.
"We are going to relax before we get directly involved in having fun with you three." That was Daphne's voice, and even with the blindfold on, Hermione knew that the blonde was smirking. She could hear it in her voice.
"But you're going to entertain us while we relax," Daphne continued. "The rules of this game are simple. Whatever order you happen to cum in the first time around, you must stick to that order each successive time. The denial charm will get put on whoever cums out of order first. And they won't get to be finished there, of course, because the game will continue until the second person messes up. The loser of this game gets to enjoy that lovely feeling of denial until we decide otherwise. It'll be dependent on how quickly the loser messes up, so you would be wise to do your best not to be too quick about it. The winner and the second place finisher get to have fun freely, and the winner also will be rewarded by having one request, any request, granted to them." Daphne paused there, laughing.
"Well, I say request as if any of you can actually ask us to do anything, but obviously you can't," she went on. "You all know your places around here, and you know that you like those places. But what I'm trying to say is that the winner of this game gets to ask for something quite significant. As long as it's something that can be done during this vacation, something you may need time to think about, we are willing to be very generous with this reward. We do want to be thoroughly entertained by the show, after all."
Hermione understood the meaning well enough. In this case, 'anything' came with the caveat that the winner would not be in a dominant position over Daphne or the others and would be foolish to think so. Luckily for Hermione, she had no interest in dominating them anyway. Having anything as an option, even with those restrictions placed on it, was not common with this group. Hermione, her girlfriend and anyone else who got pulled into the orbit of Harry and his girls got everything they could ever want, sexually speaking, but it was always a choice that was made for them. That was the preferred method for Hermione, of course, but it also made this rare offer dangled in front of her an enticing one.
The first objective on her checklist was to make sure that Lavender came first, and thus finished in last. Hermione felt bad about that, but the newcomer to the group hadn't felt that bloody charm yet. Hermione wasn't about to experience it again if she could help it. Her brief test of it for just one denied orgasm, solely out of curiosity to see what it was like after hearing so much about it, gave her all the motivation she needed to fight to avoid ever feeling it again. And of course she didn't want her girlfriend to go through it either.
Well, she didn't want Pansy to feel it unless she herself had a more active role in putting her through it, Hermione corrected in her mind. These days, she was in the mood to take on an even more dominant role within their relationship. That was something Pansy always pushed for, so watching her girlfriend go through that awful charm could be very fun for Hermione if it happened on her terms.
--
Apolline peeked into the bedroom that Harry, his girlfriends and Lavender, but not Hermione or Pansy, were currently sharing. That particular arrangement had been a surprise until she learned that Hermione and Pansy were less capable of staying asleep and also falling back asleep after being interrupted, which was an understandable reason for them to sleep elsewhere. When Apolline shared the space with the group, it had been well established that you would wake up over and over again throughout the night if you couldn't sleep through just about anything. She'd certainly been woken up several times herself, but she hadn't been bothered by that. She'd just taken advantage of the opportunity to hop back in for more of what she was there for. Additionally, she had an advantage over Hermione and Pansy in that while she was a light sleeper, she'd always been able to fall back asleep quickly without issue.
That being said, she didn't poke her head into the bedroom now hoping for some sleep. It was ten in the morning, after all. She was here to see if Harry was showering alone, and if she could take advantage of that if he was, since all of his girlfriends aside from her daughter were lying around in the bed. But as she had expected he wasn't alone. As if her daughter would pass up on a chance to shower with him! And they'd just returned from flying together, so it had been almost a certainty.
This was fine with her. She was just as happy to see the pair kissing passionately in the shower as she would have been if she'd caught Harry showering alone. No, she was even happier, actually. She would never complain about having to pass up on indulging her own needs with the talented, hung younger man if it meant her youngest daughter could have more of his attention. That would always be Apolline's preference. Gabi's happiness came before hers every single time for her.
Plus, in addition to her daughter getting what she needed, this also meant that Apolline got to peek in through the door connecting the bedroom to the bathroom and watch what was turning into a very enjoyable show. Harry turned Gabi around so her back was to him, and he pulled her arms behind her back like she was a dark witch that he was arresting. He held her arms there with just one of his hands, and he used his other hand to bend her over a bit. Without warning, he shoved his cock inside of her.
Even from out here, Apolline could see the way Harry's massive cock made her little girl's stomach bulge right up to her navel. It was an absurd sight to see, and had she not had her own taste of Harry Potter's cock, she would have been convinced that her eyes were deceiving her in some way. Apolline was fairly tall for a witch; the tallest out of all the women in their group. She was not as tall as any of the men here with their group on this vacation, though she would get pretty close to them if she was wearing heels. And even with her being about eight inches taller than her delicate youngest, her insides got battered in a variety of positions when Harry fucked her. There was only one or two of them that gave her stomach a bulge, and they were as taxing as they were amazing. Every time he fucked her like that, she was left unable to move at all for quite a while afterwards.
There her daughter was, getting her stomach filled to the point of a visible outline of her boyfriend's massive cock, and she was already writhing on his cock as she cried out. Apolline could see and hear that the pleasure of what she was feeling easily pushed down any of the pain from her tiny body being forced to take that huge dick so deep inside.
Harry gave her around a dozen thrusts before he had a hold of her hair in addition to her wrists, and his hips started slapping against her so hard that she was lifted right up onto the tips of her toes. Her arse, massive yet firm and the envy of every witch among them, including Lavender Brown, was jiggling as if it was Lavender's. That spoke to how hard he was thrusting into her, and strongly suggested that he had to be physically holding her down from being lifted off of the floor of the shower by his thrusts. Apolline was not surprised to witness her daughter shriek, fall silent and thrash around violently. She was sure Gabi would have soaked the floor had they not already been fucking in the shower.
With the steam from the shower now blocking her view, Apolline moved. She found an even better angle of her daughter's stomach from the side, looking like the cock was about to burst through. After a few more minutes and another orgasm, Gabi had been so thoroughly fucked that her head bobbled up and down once Harry stopped holding her hair and wrapped his arm around her body tightly. This meant that her daughter's mouth opened but no noise came out of it.
It took Apolline a few moments to realize that he was squeezing her body tightly enough that there was no room for expansion. He was literally forcing his cock into her, battering her insides as intensely as possible in this position. He made it so he was unable to fit in at all, but continued to relentlessly force her body to take it. Even watching it all and knowing that magic was helping make it possible, it still seemed like it shouldn't be manageable just from seeing how large that cock outline was. Half the thickness of his cock basically didn't fit without her stretching out, and now her tiny body had to take it all in. It was little wonder why she couldn't breathe, let alone scream.
This had to feel as intense as it looked. Harry, despite ravaging her, had an alert and focused look on his face. Apolline could tell that he was fully analyzing how her body reacted to every single stroke. He was more cognizant of her daughter's state and how much more of this she could take than he was of anything else, even as he moaned in intense pleasure himself.
The moment after Gabi finished her latest orgasm, he spun her around and lifted her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and halfway managed to get her legs around him, but they were shaking too badly for her to be able to make her ankles hold on. Those legs barely fit around his waist as it was, and while she could clamp on with her thighs with some effort at the best of times, that definitely was not possible for her right now.
Unsurprisingly, Harry anticipated that. His arms had a firm grip on her arse to hold her up, with the happy coincidence that he also loved grabbing her arse. He tossed her up and down his cock with even more ease than he did when it was her mother he was fucking. Even now, Apolline remained amazed at how he made her feel so tiny by manhandling her with such ease. Since her youngest daughter was much smaller than her, this launching took minimal effort for him. This position let him kiss Gabi, which he happily did. Somehow it was less brutal on her than the previous position had been, which was a surprise to Apolline. It shouldn't have been any easier than being bent at the waist with her legs straight, but she understood that the angles that took the most out of her daughter were different than anyone else's with her size.
Seeing them like this was a reminder at how attentive and aware of each of his lovers' preferences he was, and how talented he was to give them all such joy. Her daughter came with a howl into his mouth, and the groans he made in response told Apolline that he was joining her. It seemed like Gabi hit a second orgasm in the middle of enjoying the first, probably set off by feeling his seed filling her up.
It felt like it took forever for them to finish and pull apart. It was adorable watching him hold her up and wash her body off while she shook from the aftereffects of that intense fuck, but Apolline knew that what she'd just seen was actually tame by their standards.
Before she realized it, she'd been caught watching. She'd meant to slip out of the bathroom after they'd finished their fun, but she'd been too distracted by the adorable sight. Thanks to that, both her daughter and her daughter's lover looked up and noticed her watching.
"Looking at her face, I'm thinking your mum forgot how tiny you really are, little princess," Harry said, chuckling. Gabi squeaked and looked away.
"How are you even standing, dear?" Apolline asked without thinking. Harry gave Gabi's arse a little pat, and Apolline did her very best not to stare at his cock. "Harry's not wrong. He's so big, and you're so little. I know magic helps in the moment, but I'm surprised you're still on your feet after it's over."
"He takes care of it," her daughter said. She beamed up at her lover and leaned into him with heartwarming adoration.
"I'm not doing anything worthy of that lovely smile," Harry said with a grin. "But I love you too, little princess." Her smile got even more adoring at that. "I take care of it with some charms to relieve her pain and preemptively protect against any bruising." His fingers brushed Gabi's stomach gently, and while it was so subtle no one would have noticed it if they hadn't been watching, Apolline saw the tiny bit of discomfort fade from her daughter's face.
"Why wasn't that ever on offer for me, I wonder?" Apolline said with a grin. She was joking, but only somewhat. She certainly wouldn't have said no if he'd offered!
"Because you're usually too busy crowing about what it removes and using it as a taunt," Harry said, amused. "You can't have it both ways." She blushed slightly, but laughed all the same. "Now, since I'm pretty sure I know what you came here for to begin with, I can tell you I'll be free at 2 in the afternoon. So, unless you've made plans for then, I can—"
"I'm free," she blurted out quickly. Harry gave her a look, but she chose to ignore it even though she knew what that look was about. Yes, she was supposed to go shopping this afternoon. But she didn't have any actual need to shop. She did have a very real need to be fucked silly, however. As enjoyable as shopping and a spa visit afterwards might have been, there wasn't even a choice to be made for her. There could be no better way to spend her afternoon than by getting some time with Harry to herself.
--
"Are you really struggling so much, after you were so demanding, you little slut?" Harry's words and his tone were aggressive as he taunted her, and it made Astoria shiver. "You wanted more, and that's what you're getting. Since you were so eager for this, you'll take every bit of what you asked for no matter how much you beg or plead for me to stop. You wanted me to break you properly, so that's just what I'm going to do. I don't care how much you need mercy from me. Mercy isn't a word that exists between us right now. Not until I'm done with you."
She couldn't respond; she couldn't even make a sound, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Astoria just focused on trying to make it from one moment to the next with her sanity intact. This position he was buggering her in was bringing about one of the first time in ages that they'd found something new and exciting for him to do to her that pushed her limits purely through fucking.
Somehow, he had found a way to grab her hips that allowed him to bend her in half and pick her up without her being able to straighten up at all. She was completely under her control, and he was fucking her arse as hard as he possibly could.
He wasn't wrong about how demanding she had been. She'd been behaving like a brat, constantly pushing for more out of him, and she'd definitely earned this rough treatment once she switched from demanding it and tried a different direction. She'd claimed that he used to be better at fucking her until she was almost shattered, but lately hadn't even tested her at all. With a heavy sigh, she'd lamented the possibility that he might just not have it in him anymore. It was rubbish, and everyone knew it. He only improved more with time, and he really could fuck her into senselessness and then some. He did so effectively on a daily basis, even with all of the other women he dealt with. But it was always fun for her to try and find ways to see if she could make him break her even faster than he usually did.
That was how she'd wound up here, with one of his feet up near her head while he thrust down into her and simultaneously pulled her up. The sweat forming and the exertion on display showed that what he was doing was not an easy task even for him, which meant it would have been basically impossible for just about anyone else. He could pick her or the others up and tossed them around like they weighed no more than a pillow, and had done so for large stretches of every single day that they'd spent here on this vacation. That this position and this effort was making even him sweat just went to show how hard he was pushing her.
Naturally, Astoria was like putty in his hands. She came again; and came hard. But he didn't pause or let up on her in the least. He was determined to follow through on breaking her, and she could feel herself slipping away. She never failed to stay conscious when she was trying this hard, unless he was actually choking her, but she could feel that her efforts were going to get her nowhere this time around. As much as she hated missing the experience of being pushed into this state where she teetered right on the edge like this, he was taking it completely out of her hands.
The surprised squeak from the doorway only dimly reached Astoria's ears, but it was enough to make Harry look towards the doorway. It gave her a tiny bit of a break from her relentless pounding, and she seized that moment to claw her way back out of the fog and towards the surface once again. Her world was just a blurry mess, but that was still a major step up from the darkness that had been consuming it until she got that minor reprieve.
"That's ridiculous," Lavender mumbled, watching in awe. "Walking in on something like this almost terrifies me."
"I know what you mean," Astoria's sister said. "Sometimes we almost forget just what he's capable of, don't we? Our man has frightening strength. Frightening, and sexy as fuck."
Rather than responding to either of the girls who had just arrived, Harry growled and continued to focus on breaking Astoria. She clenched around him as he made her cum yet again, and something snapped inside of her when the pleasure rocked her body this time around.
"Mercy," she mumbled. "Please, mercy." She heard her sister laugh at her, but it was Harry's growl that really broke through the fog to strike her.
"What did I say?" He didn't want for an answer to his question, which was good, because she was in no position to give one. "Mercy doesn't exist in this room right now. It doesn't exist again until I decide that I'm through with you. And I'm not done breaking you just yet." Rather than showing her mercy, he slammed her down even harder onto his cock. Astoria tried to howl, but she wasn't sure how much of it registered. This was the mercy she'd truly been after when this began, and the broken bliss that she'd been shooting for when she poked and prodded him into taking her like this to begin with.
He filled her up, to say the least, and the way that he unceremoniously dropped her onto the bed when he was finished with her only broke Astoria a little bit harder, to her joy. She wanted him to use her and wreck her, and he had done it in abundance. He continued doing it even after dropping her onto the bed, as he yanked her up by the hair and pulled her face in so his balls were pressing against her lips. Understanding what he wanted her to do, Astoria opened her mouth to lick and suck his balls clean. Once she'd done that, he pulled her up so his cock went into her mouth instead. She swallowed his cock in to the hilt, happily cleaning him and servicing him after the end of it all.
Astoria was more than happy to take care of him after all of that. He'd given her what she'd wanted, and even more. It had been ages since she'd begged for mercy due to being fucked so hard that she felt like she was about to break, and it had been every bit as amazing as she had remembered it being. She wasn't paying enough attention to anything beyond sucking her man's cock clean to make out what it was that her older sister said, but whatever it was made Harry chuckle.
"Circumstance, not creativity," Harry said, apparently in response to whatever it was that Daphne had said. "But it worked either way. I haven't broken this little masochist with nothing but my cock in a long time now."
"And now she's going to be a brat if you don't give her more of that," Daphne said. "I hope you're ready to meet her expectations. You look tired, and I haven't seen you like that just from fucking someone in...well, I don't know that I've ever seen it, actually."
"You try doing what I just did and see if you're not tired by the end," Harry fired back playfully.
"I doubt I could lift a bloody shopping bag in that position," Lavender said. "There's no fucking way I'd be able to lift an actual person like that."
"You would know all about lifting shopping bags," Harry said. He was letting Astoria breathe now, and she mewled happily as he moved to cuddle with her on the bed.
"I was an expert at that long before I ever opened my store," Lavender replied.
"Yes, I know, believe me," Harry said. "I wasn't even thinking about your store when I said that."
Astoria cracked her eyes open to watch as Daphne pushed on Lavender's head, encouraging her to suck on Harry's balls. Lavender was happy to do that, and Astoria was happy to kiss her sister back when Daphne kissed her and Harry one after the other.
"Be a good slut and work hard down there, Lav," Daphne said. "I have a cock to take, once its wielder is prepared to give it to me." Harry grinned and patted Daphne's hip.
"Why don't you get on and take it, then?" he said. "I'm more than prepared to give it to you right now." He squeezed Astoria's body under his arm. "But your little sister is still trying to remember what her name is, and I think it's fair that she gets to do so after she just got broken so hard."
With Astoria forcing her eyes to stay open so she could watch, Daphne took Harry's cock all the way in, gasping and trying to catch her breath after just driving it out with that descent.
"More than happy to do that," Daphne gasped. "A nice warm-up always helps me walk properly. And I probably shouldn't worry about my body giving out on me later when we go out for dinner." Lavender must have done something with her mouth that Astoria couldn't see from her angle, because Daphne moaned loudly and glanced back over her shoulder. "Do that, slut!! Make it jerk around like that. I don't know what it was you did, but you're going to keep doing it. No matter how hard it is, keep it up, unless you don't want to take this cock today." Harry pulled Daphne down to kiss her.
"And you better keep this up," he said. "I can't get enough of this." Daphne moaned as his cock evidently kept jerking around inside of her courtesy of Lavender's efforts on his balls. It only took a few minutes of her frantically riding his cock before she came hard.
"Keep that tongue moving, Brown," Harry said sharply not long thereafter. "Once she cums for a second time, I'll be fucking her, and then you'll get to be of use in a different way. And we all know that you don't want to just watch all night long, but you won't be allowed to play at all if you don't do as you're told. You're not going to get any breaks here just because you're the newest addition."
Lavender's whine made it clear how desperately she did not want to be left out of the fun, and she continued to use her tongue on Harry's balls while Daphne screamed her way through riding Harry's cock at an intense pace. It was not meant to last, but Astoria knew from experience that her sister would have a blast for every moment of it.
--
"Yes, of course I know that." Harry gave Lavender a patronizing pat on the cheek. "And that's why this is what you'll be doing. Didn't you ever hear that practice makes perfect, Brown?" Lavender blushed and opened her mouth to respond, but Harry talked right over her. "I'd better not hear you questioning whether or not I enjoy the feeling of your mouth wrapped around my cock, either. If I even have to entertain such a ridiculous notion, I'm going to immediately give you the proper spanking you're due from that whole nonsense with your living arrangements. And I'll follow that right up by slapping the denial charm on you, and leaving it on until our trip has ended and we've made it home."
"I'm going to receive it no matter what," Lavender squeaked. She hadn't forgotten that she'd been the loser of that little game pitting her against Hermione and Pansy. He just grinned at her and nodded his head in encouragement, and Lavender took the hint and fished his huge cock out. This thing was frightening, not just because of what it did to her, but also because of how easy it was to become addicted to it. And that was before she even took into account the wizard that it was attached to, or his girlfriends that came along to complete the package.
"You'll end up over my knee," he said while guiding his cock into her mouth so she could begin. "But I don't plan to make you walk around a public beach with a dark red arse on display. Even though we don't know anyone else on the beach, those tiny thongs you like to pretend qualify as clothing would definitely show off how severely you'd been spanked. Not even the salve we use can clear up that sort of redness instantly. But I don't think you need any lessons to recognize that you made a mistake, so you don't need to worry about that. Based on everything I've seen out of you, you'll enjoy what you have coming your way a great deal once it finally arrives."
She shifted around on her knees, trying to play it off as if she was just getting into a more comfortable position to suck his huge cock. That actually had nothing to do with why she was moving around though, and both of them knew it. At least Harry was generous enough to play along, pretend that was the reason and not call her out on it.
Lavender did her best to swallow as much of his cock as she possibly could, but as had been the case every single time she'd taken this cock in her mouth, she couldn't even surpass the amount that his tiny little veela girlfriend too. As if that big, round, perfect arse that had even Lavender mesmerized wasn't enough, the petite younger girl could swallow his cock better than Lavender could even hope to at this point. She had far less experience trying to take it than Gabi, to say nothing of the rest of Harry's girlfriends, but the thought of ever gaining ground was daunting. Catching up felt a very long way away for Lavender.
There was still plenty of mess even if she could only swallow about a third of his cock. Within two or three minutes of beginning her efforts to suck him, so much of her saliva had spilled out all over her face that one would be forgiven for thinking she'd managed to get his dick all the way down her throat. Such a feat was not anywhere close to Lavender's reach as of yet, but at least Harry seemed to be enjoying himself. His soft moans sure sounded genuine to her, and they came often enough to soothe any humiliation that might otherwise have formed at her lack of ability. It made logical sense that she couldn't perform to the same level that his girlfriends and regular lovers did, but she was hopeful that she could make significant improvement within a reasonable time frame, provided she was given enough chances to hone her technique. And Lavender intended to practice on him as frequently as she could; this vacation was just the beginning as far as she was concerned. In the meantime, at least he was moaning often enough to boost her confidence in her ability to make him feel good.
She still had no cue how Gabi was able to make him writhe around at times, because she couldn't find a single spot on his dick or a specific technique that brought that reaction out of him. The little veela, meanwhile, seemed to have found several of both. Then again, maybe she was expecting too much there, because Gabrielle seemed to be exceptional in that area. Even Astoria couldn't get those reactions out of him unless his cock was buried down her throat, though she could have him groaning and writhing like no one else once she'd gotten him to that point. Aside from that, though, it would seem that Gabi had a leg up on all of the women in Harry's life there.
All of Harry's lovers had something uniquely them, something special that they could do for him that none of the others could quite match. Lavender was keen to find her special thing as well, but she hadn't landed on it yet. Yes, having him bend her over and make her fat arse jiggle for him while he fucked her always got as enthusiastic a reaction out of him as she could hope for, and no one could give him that feeling quite like her, including Gabi with her flawless arse. But she didn't view that as her talent, really. It might be her arse doing the jiggling, but it wasn't like she was the one responsible for it. All she did was bend over and let Harry slam into her from behind.
Those booty-jiggling fucks were always amazing for her, and of course he enjoyed them immensely too. The others also seemed to love watching him bend her over and fuck her; she'd actually seen Astoria and Daphne get into a playful shoving match to determine who got to stand in the position with the best angle of Lavender's jiggling arse once. Still, there had to be something that she herself could do that would set her apart from the others. Even if it was something that she could do just slightly better than anyone else in the group, she would take it.
Lavender's breasts were being cupped suddenly, and the hands cupping them were instantly recognizable to her. That she could recognize someone's identity by the particular way their hands groped her tits went to show how often she'd gotten up to sexual fun, or just been groped in general, over the course of their vacation.
Daphne and Narcissa were the ones she'd been involved with most often, even if that had been mostly through chance and circumstance. But Astoria was probably the woman who'd had her hands on Lavender most often since they'd been here. The younger Greengrass was absolutely shameless sometimes, and she enjoyed casually exploring Lavender's body even at times where it was borderline inappropriate to do so. Lavender wasn't complaining about that either, though. In fact, she was fully onboard and approved of every single grope Astoria had ever given her. With how much she loved to flirt and flaunt her body, it didn't feel out of line at all. It also happened to be very enjoyable for her.
"Mmm, you look like you're enjoying yourself," Astoria purred, confirming that Lavender had been right about who those hands belonged to, not that she'd ever doubted. "But you also have that mildly frustrated look on your face again, even though you know that you're not supposed to be even the tiniest bit upset about having this glorious cock in your mouth. I think that means you need some help."
Astoria sucked on Lavender's neck briefly, and then she grabbed Lavender's head, brought her mouth right up to her ear and spoke to her in the sultriest tone she'd ever heard in her life.
"Relax." Astoria adjusted her hold on Lavender's head and guided it down. Within moments, Lavender's eyes widened in shock at how the small adjustment in angle somehow allowed her to get more cock into her throat. She gagged uncontrollably at the end of it, but at least it was progress. Thus far, Astoria had probably been the least sympathetic of the lot about her gagging or suffering, surely because she herself enjoyed it more than anyone else could ever comprehend. Knowing that, it wasn't much surprise when she pushed Lavender's head down roughly and held it there. There was no telling how long she might have kept holding her down if Harry hadn't interrupted his pleased moans to verbally put his foot down.
"She's still new to this, you little slut," he said. "Do try to remember that, before you choke her out on my dick." Astoria giggled, and her hands loosened and allowed Lavender to come back up. The red-faced Gryffindor was immediately pulled into a passionate kiss, which seemed worth delaying her gasps for air a little bit longer.
"Sorry, Lav," Astoria said after breaking the kiss. There wasn't an ounce of genuine remorse in that apology, but Lavender didn't care. She wasn't upset in the slightest. If her mind wasn't playing tricks on her, that had been about half of his cock that she'd gotten in her throat. Even if it felt like she would have been in serious danger if it had lasted much longer or gone any further, she was still pleased to have set a new personal high mark, and she had Astoria to thank for it.
"Let's go again," she said a few moments later, after she'd caught her breath a bit. Astoria giggled, took hold of her head again and resumed guiding her. She allowed Astoria to assist her in that fashion for Merlin only knew how long. Lavender had no clue how long they spent like that, beyond safely being able to say that it lasted for quite a while. But what she could say for certain was that it continued until she felt dizzy from lack of oxygen, and her body was swaying enough that she almost passed out.
"Oops," Astoria said, giggling as she watched her slump and jerk. "But that was so much better, Lavender! You just needed to realize that it's not going to fit if everything is lined up perfectly. Now, I know that look, and what it means. He wants to fuck you, and he wants me to shut up." Harry laughed.
"Only the first part of that is true," he said. "I definitely want to fuck her, but you can keep talking, love." Astoria giggled and gave him a kiss before settling in beside him. Lavender had to will her body to move up, but she wanted to be fucked about as badly as he apparently wanted to fuck her, and would put in whatever effort she needed to in order to make that happen.
She moaned at the feeling of Harry grabbing her arse possessively and pulling her down onto him. As soon as she was above him, his hips slammed up to thrust his cock inside of her.
"Apologies, Miss Brown, but you did a good enough job with your mouth that I'm a bit too eager to start off slow with you." His voice was rough, and he gave her no time to adjust. She shuddered because she could tell that he was being honest. He could control himself if he really wanted to, of course. She'd seen enough of Harry's strength of will to realize that. But he didn't feel like doing so thanks to her blowjob feeling good enough that he didn't want to ease off long enough to let her adjust to the penetration.
She didn't need him to give her that time either, because she was dripping with arousal. She was more than eager to have him wreck her and stretch her out in this deliciously agonizing manner. He was going to tear her open and claim her body as his by effectively reshaping it to fit his cock. No, that wasn't how it really worked, but she didn't give a fuck. She wasn't going to suddenly be a different shape or size, but it felt like it would happen to her, and that was all that counted.
It was to the surprise of none of them when she came long before he was close himself. Even with her sucking his cock beforehand, and doing a pretty good job of it by all accounts, there was no chance she was getting him off first. Astoria was no help at all there, because she was sucking on Lavender's nipples, kissing her, sucking and biting on her neck. At all times, she did her very best to make sure that Lavender had as many orgasms as she possibly could before Harry inevitably filled her up.
That was not any sort of problem for Lavender, though. She knew that he preferred to have her writhing around on his cock thanks to cumming over and over again. He wanted that to happen as many times as possible between each of his own orgasms. It would feel better for him, but it was also a point of pride for him. He deserved that pride, and had more than earned it.
A few minutes after her latest orgasm, when it became clear she was going to cum again before too long, he put his arm behind her back and bit one of her nipples. She didn't know if Astoria had seen some sort of signal from him or just took the initiative to jump in on her own, but she was biting Lavenders other nipple seconds later. Lavender shivered, shook, and squirted all over Harry's lap, screaming herself almost hoarse in the process. She rode the wave of pleasure for as long as she could, and slumped down against his chest once it had broken.
"You can't be worn out already," Astoria giggled. Lavender just whimpered.
"Be a good girl for me, Lavender, and use whatever energy you've got left to turn around and bounce that arse up and down my cock," Harry said. Her body was begging for a rest, but her sexual desires and her need to please him overruled that. She turned around and gave him everything she had left. Using her best assets and giving him what she knew he wanted, she bent over and rolled her hips to shake her arse around and bounce it up and down his cock. Sadly, her legs shook due to exhaustion and almost gave out on her, which earned a giggle from Astoria.
Harry grabbed her arse in both hands and took over for her, and Astoria helped out by moving in front of her and pulling her into a snog. Lavender appreciated the fact that she was able to hold onto the other witch for dear life now, but she didn't do much other than let Astoria hold her up and kiss her. All she was really capable of at this point was shrieking in ecstasy as she somehow survived taking this massive cock slamming up into her tired body over and over again.
Harry growled and grabbed her by her hair, with his other arm moving under her hips to hold her as he stood up and proceeded to fuck her harder than before. Lavender's eyes rolled, and she wondered whether she would pass out before he came. She didn't, and thank Merlin for that, because she was never going to forget the way he growled like an animal as he filled her cunt with his cum. It would have seemed odd previously for this to be so noteworthy to her, but it was just so sexy coming from him.
There was so much warm cum filling her up that she euphorically hit yet another climax of her own, cumming along with him while he pumped her full to the point of bursting. There was so much of it that it gushed right back out of her and onto the floor below them, but she didn't give a fuck. Somebody else could worry about all of the cum on the floor. This was fucking amazing!
She finally got to rest after he was done, as he pulled her down to sit in his lap when he sat back down on the bed. She cuddled into his chest, and Astoria took up position next to them and snogged them both in turn.
"Fuck," Lavender murmured after breaking her kiss with Astoria. "I know you all said I was never going to be the same after this, and you were so fucking right. I'm addicted. You can't ever stop giving me this." Just so there was no confusion, she looked at Astoria. "Any of you, I mean." Astoria laughed.
"Yes, we already know that, of course," Astoria said. "I was the first to get addicted to Harry's cock, so I know just how you feel. And as I'm just as addicted, do you mind rolling over to the other side so I can take over and have some fun with that perfect dick too?"
Lavender groaned as she rolled over to make way for Astoria. Then she squealed, because her shaky legs managed to make her lean forward. Even though she'd known there was a decent chance she would collapse as a result, she'd done this on purpose. It was worth the risk of dropping in order to give them both the best view of her arse, and also help them fully appreciate the mess his cum had made between her legs. The squeal was because her leaning had earned her a smack across the arse from Harry, and his hand collided with her thick buttcheek loudly. She knew she was going to have a red hand print left behind from that, and she loved it. She had something on her skin that would mark what had just happened, and it would likely last until the next time she earned a spank from him, too.
Then she cuddled into Harry's side, and he kissed her as Astoria took over in riding him. She drank in the sight of the beautiful blonde witch grinding on his cock and giving a wonderful performance, showing how well she could take his cock and how much she enjoyed it. Yes, Astoria had been the first of them to grow addicted to Harry, and she loved being fucked by him every bit as much now as she ever had.
It wasn't just the talent that all of Harry's girlfriends displayed that amazed Lavender, but their stamina as well. She was barely able to last thirty minutes, and she knew that this show could go on for hours if Astoria got her way. Lavender was looking forward how to last this long as much as anything else that she was looking forward to now that she could count herself among Harry's girls. If half an hour of this was already the best thirty minutes of her life every single time, how good was it going to be when she could keep at it for hours?!
--
Aella contemplated knocking on the door to the bedroom, but the total absence of any sort of noise emanating from inside of the room made her stop. She knew for a fact that Harry, his girlfriends and Lavender, who she supposed could properly be included in that group at this point whether they'd used that label or not yet, were all still in that room. There was no chance the room would be utterly silent with all of them in there unless they'd put up silencing charms. Rather than knocking, she put her hand on the doorknob and tested it, finding that the door had been silenced but not locked. Maybe they'd forgotten, or maybe they just didn't care.
"Well, at least you're all dressed," Aella said, stepping into the bedroom and making her presence known. She paused, looking at Lavender. "Mostly, anyway." Lavender was still naked from the waist down, but it didn't really seem like it was her fault. Aella's daughters each had one of Lavender's big arsecheeks in their hands, with Astoria slapping the left cheek and Daphne squeezing the right. "I know that arse is lovely, girls, but you need to let it go. We're supposed to leave in less than five minutes."
Narcissa made a strangled sort of groan, got up from the chair she'd been lounging in and dashed off towards the bathroom. She had been sitting with her body turned so Aella only saw her side profile, but as she hurried past, Aella could see the cum sticking to the Lady Black's face. She rolled her eyes, and Harry chuckled.
"I think she forgot about that," he said, shrugging his shoulders. He had Gabi sitting in his lap, but they were both fully dressed for a change, so she didn't need to even try to scold him about getting ready. Gabi probably still enjoyed feeling his cock underneath her while he held her in his lap, but they both were dressed. She could even see the group's belongings lined up neatly against the wall to the left of the door.
"I'm glad I won't have to hurry you along too much," Aella said. "Or at least I won't if my daughters will let go of Lavender's bum."
"Spoil all my fun, why don't you, mother," Daphne grumbled playfully. She finally let go of Lavender's arse, and the newest addition to the group bent down to pull her skimpy knickers back up her legs. Aella groaned as she got a magnificent view of her large arse, and Daphne laughed. "Now you see why I was loath to let go of it."
"As if you won't have plenty of chances to grope it whenever you want, now that she's going to be living with us," Harry pointed out. Daphne's smile widened.
"Yes, I'm looking forward to that," she admitted. "Still, can you blame any of us for wanting to sneak in one last fuck and grope before our lovely vacation ends?" She sighed. "It's been a magical time, truly. I'll miss it." Aella certainly couldn't blame the group for packing in as much fun as they could before the vacation ended. It wasn't as if she, Edmund and Fleur hadn't done the same this morning. They'd just been finished, washed and ready to go well before this lot. Then again, Harry had more than double the amount of witches to service, so it taking quite a bit longer for them to get ready wasn't unexpected.
"I'll miss it too," Aella agreed. "I've had a wonderful time here with all of you." She knew that the average person would consider the unusual day-to-day lives they led to be better than any vacation as it was, but she chose not to point out how lucky they all were. They all knew it, after all.
"Yeah, it's been brilliant," Harry said. He nudged Gabi, who groaned but got off of his lap and stood up, however reluctant she might have been to do so. His arm immediately went around her waist when he stood, which soothed her right away. "Thanks for sharing it with me, everybody." Astoria snorted.
"I'm pretty sure that's our line, Harry," Astoria said. "Thanks for sharing it with us." She smirked. "And thanks for sharing your dick with us, too!" Harry sighed in mock exasperation, but smiled all the same.
"You're welcome, you insatiable slut," he said. He waved his hand, and the bags containing everyone's belongings rose up off of the ground and began to exit the bedroom one by one. "Now, as soon as Narcissa's finished scrubbing the cum off of her face, we can go return to our boring old lives back in England."
There were some smirks at that. Every single one of them knew that their lives were anything but boring, no matter where they were. It was true that they would all miss the even greater freedom to do whatever they wished that they'd enjoyed during this vacation. But it went without saying that they would all find a variety of ways to keep things as exciting as ever even as they settled back into what passed for their normal lives back home.