Chapter 16: Warm Yule Night's Bliss, A cold day's Revelations
Room of Requirement, 5 after midnight, Dec 26th, 1994
As the small group reached the large tapestry, Luna stepped forward and started pacing back and forth, on the third pass, the door materialised then opened, and the group filed in to what seemed to be a small atrium, maybe 20 feet across, with five ornate doors spread evenly across the walls.
Luna beamed with satisfaction and excitement as she stepped into the centre of the atrium, the floor of which was decorated with a star pattern.
"Okay, everyone pick a room."
As the couples split and headed for each of the doors, Harry did a double take as he approached one and stepped through, into a large bedroom with plush cushions, a large bed that looked like it could hold several people, a large fireplace, and at the back of the room, an open doorway that looked like it led into a large bathroom.
"You might want to check out the bathroom." Luna said with a smirk.
Shrugging, Harry moved towards the bathroom, finding it almost as big as the bathroom in the quarters he shared with Hermione, Susan and Daphne.
There were three closed off cubicles, which he assumed were toilets, a row of sinks, a towel rack that held several large towels over what at first looked like a fire pit, but on closer inspection, was just simmering coals under a metal grate. There was no smoke coming from the grate, but plenty of heat he noticed, as he stepped up to it.
The major feature of the room was the bath. Or pool. Or shower. Or was it a fountain?
It was a large, oval pool nearly 4 metres across, and maybe about waist deep, sat on a raised platform, with a white marble statue on the back, that seemed to be very life-like.
It was a woman, standing naked, in a rather suggestive pose with her hands raised. In them she held a jug that was tipped over enough that water could have poured out, if there was any in it.
He looked down at the bath tub, only to realise that it was modelled to resemble a giant oyster or clam shell.
At the base of the statue were several gemstones with runes carved into them, though he had no idea what they were for. The bath/pool looked deep enough that if they sat in it, and filled it with water, the water would come up to roughly their shoulders.
"This is certainly interesting Luna. What do the dials control?" Hermione asked.
"The Ruby and Sapphire are the hot and cold water, the white Quartz, Amber, Sard, and Carnelian are milk, honey, syrup and liquid chocolate respectively. Turning each one activates a transfiguration charm at the spout of the jug, converting the water. The clear crystal empties and cleans the bath."
"What?" The four asked blankly.
"Those other crystals activate transfiguration charms that turn the water into either milk, chocolate, syrup or honey, or any combination of the above. It's the easiest way to get round Gamp's law." Luna said casually.
"That's...impressive." Hermione said, impressed.
"Really kinky." Susan said with a smirk.
"Thank you." Luna said. Harry scrutinised the large shell shaped bathtub.
"I don't see a plughole. How does it drain?"
Luna smirked at him flirtatiously. "There are charms that stop it overflowing. And before you ask, yes, all the other 'rooms' I created have this exact bathroom. As well as instructions on what the shower does."
"How are you the kinkiest one here?" Daphne said, shaking her head in wonder as a blush came to her face. "Where and how did you even come up with this?"
Harry cast a quick tempus charm, noting the time. "You guys wanna give this thing a try now or in the morning?"
The girls all exchanged looks, then turned to smile at him.
"I guess we could try it out tonight, then we give you your real Christmas present from all of us." Hermione said with a smile and a wink as she took his hand and started to guide him back towards the bedroom.
Harry blushed as the other three girls pressed in around him as they approached the large bed.
"Really, girls, you don't have to, I mean, I know I got each of you something, but something from all of you? Feel like I missed the snitch on that one."
The four girls giggled and rolled their eyes, well, three of them did, Luna just smiled at him in that aloof way and patted his head like he was a puppy or something.
"Silly boy, we are your group present. And you are ours." Susan said as she folded her arms round him and kissed him deeply. As his arms went round her, he was once again reminded of how little she was wearing as his hands came into contact with the smooth, warm skin of her back, which he followed the line of down to the curve of her hips, then, deciding to be a little daring, he slid his hands under the dark red silk and took a firm grasp of the smooth, firm and warm mounds of muscle, and gave each a tiny squeeze.
The reaction was just what he'd hoped for as the former Puff moaned into his mouth as her tongue danced with his, and he couldn't help but smile against her lips. He'd taken every opportunity to learn Susan's and Daphne's bodies since that first night in their private bath pool, and every night since.
What he'd learned about Susan, was that she loved having her arse played with. All he had to do to really drive her wild was pay special attention to it. She seemed particularly partial to having his fingers working her over while she rode his face, but what really got her moaning, got her wet, was a combination of his tongue, Parseltongue, and her anus. She seemed to love it more than Hermione or Daphne did.
He was so caught up with Susan, and the fact she was essentially naked under the fine red silk dress, and had been the entire ball, he didn't register the hands of the others as a they started to pull and tug at his robes.
When Susan broke the kiss, Luna took her place as his robes were pulled open then off, and Luna went to work on his tie while other hands started on his shirt, trousers and shoes. She pulled back and smiled at him, taking his hands and placing them on a small breasts, with only the links that made up the dress between his fingers and her flesh.
The dress she wore really was a marvel of transfiguration. Thousands of small interlocking links that he remembered were actually made of ice. Even with the light provided in the room from the fire and simple chandelier, the interlocked chains of ice seemed to still glow with their own light, and while they were cold to the touch, they weren't uncomfortably cold. He gently ran his hands down her back and over the small curve of her arse as three pairs of hands pulled his shirt down his arms and he was forced to drop them for a second.
"I want you to take this off me." She said, her usually aloof gaze unusually focused.
"To be honest, I kinda don't want to? I mean, it's a really nice dress, and its a really good example of transfiguration, I'd hate to destroy it."
"Thanks." Daphne said as she finished untying his shoes and helped him step out of them. "It's an old family creation. Apparently, what ever spell was used on Luna's original dress was actually cast on her, so anything made of fabric that comes into contact with her skin for more than a couple of minutes disintegrates. Which is going to make putting her in school robes tomorrow an issue, but for now, this will do. And don't worry about the dress Harry, I can just remake it if I need to. You can take it off her."
"That's a problem for Tomorrow Luna to worry about. Right Now Luna wants to have lots of naughty fun with you three and Harry's willy. I want to know what it tastes like. And I want Harry's magic tongue again." Luna said, grinning as she started to pull off his vest, shamelessly ogling the flat stomach and lean muscle that was revealed.
"You'll get your chance, don't worry." Hermione said as her hands firmly groped his backside before slipping round the front to gently cup the bulge that was clearly evident, before her fingers moved to the zip while Susan's fingers started to work the button.
They all paused when they suddenly heard faint cries and moans from two different directions, evidently, the others had got a head start on them.
"Well, that just won't do." Susan said as she reached down and took hold of Harry's trousers and boxers, and shoved them down his legs.
Harry paused, face flushing crimson as all four girls stepped in front of him and started ogling him up and down, shamelessly. There was no hint of hesitation or embarrassment in any of their gazes as they roamed over his body. Luna in particular seemed the most focused, and it occurred to him this was likely the first time she'd ever seen a boy naked.
Indeed, Luna's gaze was particularly analytical as she slowly walked round him, eyeing him from every angle.
"I must say Harry, you have a very nice body, and a rather attractive penis." The blonde said shamelessly, reaching out to run her fingers delicately over him, making him shudder. "All the running you've been doing over the last four years here certainly seems to have helped you get that physique Harry. I'm impressed." She then reached down and shamelessly took hold of some muscle, gave it a squeeze, making him suck in a breath.
"Okay stud, now it's our turn. Who's first?" Susan asked, looking at the others.
The other three girls exchanged looks, before Hermione smiled at Harry. "Why don't we let him choose."
Harry took a breath, as he eyed all four girls who all wore looks of eager anticipation. Finally, his eyes settled on Luna, and with a smile, he raised his wand, the other three moving back to give the girl some room. With a gentle wave of his wand, Luna's ice dress seemed to shimmer, then it dissolved, much like her original ball gown had, and with another flick of his wand, the water vanished, and Luna was left standing in her full naked glory.
She grinned, leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips before stepping back and doing a little spin, even adding in a little jump that made her modest breasts bounce.
Harry then turned to Hermione, who gave him a coy smile then turned her back, his hands going to the lace holding the back of her dress in place.
After a bit of fiddling, he managed to get the ties undone, and slowly slid the dress off Hermione's shoulders, admiring the full expanse of her back, a warm smile settling on his face as he took her in.
He took a moment to admire the expanse of her back as the dress pooled around her waist, before she turned around in his grasp and he slid the garment down passed her hips. He then knelt to help her out of her glass slippers.
Taking a moment, he took in the beautiful view of Hermione's smooth lips, before he quickly leaned in to gently kiss her exposed clit, then turned to Luna, his smile growing a little at his girlfriend's shiver.
He looked up at Luna, who was smiling down at him with an unusually focused expression, her silvery-gray eyes alight with excitement and arousal. He smiled up at her before letting his eye trail down to the little blonde's lips, which were still as smooth as Hermione's and Daphne's, though unlike Hermione, her clit was still hidden behind lips that were already damp and glistening, and already a nice shade of pink.
Taking hold of her hips, he leaned in and rested is nose against her lips, taking a deep breath, letting out a hum of approval, his gaze flicking up, a smile crossing his face at the deep blush on Luna's face and neck, and even her chest, her nipples already hardening.
"You smell really good Luna." He whispered, his lips just a few millimetres from hers, his warm breath making her shiver and whimper as he leaned in and took another deep breath. Then he kissed them. She squeaked, gripped his head lightly and gave her hips a gentle thrust, before Susan tapped her on the shoulder.
"Don't get too carried away, he has to do us too you know." She said with a smirk.
Letting out a defeated, almost mournful whimper, Luna stepped back, her sex flushed scarlet and already dripping.
He stood and turned to Susan, who did a little pirouette before giggling and extending her hands, letting him start with her gloves, which he gently peeled off her arms then her hands, before she turned round and pulled her hair to the side, letting him see the clasp holding her dress closed at her neck. It didn't take him long to undo it, and as she turned, she gripped his hands and pulled them down to her breasts just as the garment came loose, then Harry gripped the silken dark red fabric, which even in the light of the Room seemed to sparkle, as it had done in the Great Hall.
He paused for a moment, admiring the sheer beauty that was Susan Bones as the dress slid down to the floor and she stepped out of it, and her shoes. Smiling, Harry stepped forward and hugged her, planting a kiss on her forehead as her naked front melded to his and he stroked his hands along her back, though he didn't try to grope her.
Susan though had no such issues, as her hands quickly dropped to his firm butt and gave it a few firm squeezes, even slapping it once, which made him jump. While he didn't particularly like it, as it reminded him too much of his time at Privett Drive, he soldiered through it for Susan, though she did pick up a little of his discomfort and flashed him an apologetic frown, but he smiled at her and showed his forgiveness with a quick, yet passionate kiss.
Finally, he turned to Daphne, who smiled at him shyly. He looked her up and down, wondering wear to start. Eventually, he decided on the easiest part: the headband. He looked around briefly, unsure where to put it until Daphne took it and conjured a small vanity table. Then she turned her back and he set to work on her dress, untying it gently, he didn't want to ruin it. He didn't know if this was her mother's dress, and didn't want to take any chances. Luna had already lost hers.
Soon, Daphne was as naked as the rest of them, and all the girls closed in to give him a group hug.
"Lets go check out that shower, then you'll get your group present from all of us." Hermione said with a wink. Then she looked at Daphne, Susan and Luna, "Remember to use that charm I taught you all."
"Damn, I forgot that toffee the twins gave me." Harry muttered as he enjoyed their closeness. Hermione paused for a moment as she stepped back and the others dragged Harry into the bathroom.
"Winky?"
With a small pop, the female elf appeared, her bulbous eyes going even wider at the sight of Hermione's state, which Hermione found, much to her own surprise, that she was completely fine with the elf seeing. "Y-Yes? What can…Winky be doing for yous?" the elf chirped, her hands flying up to her face to cover her eyes, her face rapidly turning dark.
"There's a box of Ton-Tongue Toffees in our room that the twins gave Harry for Christmas, could you please bring it?" Hermione asked gently.
Winky didn't even respond, she just popped away and reappeared a few seconds later holding the box, which Hermione took and placed on the small vanity table. By the time she'd turned to thank the elf, Winky was gone. Letting out a slightly disappointed sigh at the elf's shyness, Hermione turned and headed for the bathroom, the sound of running water already audible.
When she entered the spacious room, the other three were already in the large tub/shower, with Luna standing under the stream of water pouring down from the jug the statue held over their heads. She was running her hands through her long hair while Harry had moved behind her and grabbed a bottle of what looked like shampoo, while Susan and Daphne grabbed some bars of soap and started lathering each other after Luna moved out of the stream to let Harry do her hair. Hermione smiled, and gingerly stepped into the filling tub herself, and soon found three pairs of feminine hands start to caress her, pulling her into the stream of water.
It was truly amazing how quickly one got clean and washed when there were four other pairs of hands to take care of everything, not that Hermione didn't slack off herself.
Within a few minutes, she was hungrily kissing Luna, the now familiar edible soap rapidly being spread over all their bodies working quickly to stoke their desires. Harry was still behind Luna, and had just finished soaping up her back and had moved his hands down to her cute little bum, causing her to moan lewdly into Hermione's mouth as she thrust her hips back, before reaching back with a searching hand, finding the hard shaft she sought, she gently coaxed Harry forward, sliding his shaft between her legs, pressing it up against her labia as Harry pressed his front against her back, and started to kiss the little blonde's neck, sharing a hungry gaze with Hermione who reached down to grab his arse and pulled, while at the same time, she thrust her hips forward.
Idly, she looked back on her hesitation from a month ago, at how she told herself she wasn't interested in girls in any sort of way, and had only been willing to experiment out of necessity. She wanted to roll her eyes at her own self-denial.
Feeling a little left out, Susan and Daphne exchanged a look and smiled, before moving in, Daphne stepping behind Harry and Susan behind Hermione, both plying another layer of soap to their backs and taking the opportunity to wash their hair for them, then the two girls began to kiss, lick, suck, nibble and massage their way down, until the redhead and the blonde both knelt behind the two other teens who were now shamelessly thrusting against and massaging the small blonde Ravenclaw sandwiched between them, who was mewling and whimpering in ecstasy.
Hermione let out a moan, arching her back as she felt Susan's fingers gently spread her firm globes then felt what could only be her friend's tongue start to probe against her twitching ring. A strangled gasp from Harry indicated that Daphne had done something similar, though looking down, she saw Daphne grinning up at her, a hand gently working her thumb into their male partner.
Soon, Hermione and Harry were also moaning, gasping and whimpering in pleasure as their two friends worked them over with tongues and fingers. Daphne had re-positioned herself until she was sitting with her back to Harry, and had wormed her head between his legs and was now doing her best to lick his balls as he continued to thrust against a shuddering, whimpering Luna who seemed to be rapidly approaching her first climax, Hermione meanwhile was gasping and moaning into Luna's shoulder as her buxom companion subjected her to a duel assault of her tongue in her arse and fingers between her own legs, gently working over her inflamed nub and delving into the twitching, wet and hot passage behind her lips.
Susan and Daphne were also working themselves over with their spare hands, the water had already reached the top of the tub, the magical charms preventing it from spilling over as it frothed around their necks.
It didn't take long for Luna to peak, tilting her head back and crying out, not caring if any of the other partners heard her as she quivered in the arms of her two friends-turned-lovers.
Panting, the group separated, taking a moment to rinse off the last of the shampoo and soap, before Luna tapped one of the runic crystals, the clear one, causing the water and suds vanish, then she tapped one of the coloured ones, then turned to face them as a thick stream of honey landed on her head and started to flow down over her hair and grinning face. Grinning, her hands came up to collect some of the golden liquid before cupping her small breasts as she tilted her head back, letting the stream coat her face.
"We just washed that hair." Daphne huffed, but found she couldn't stay mad as she watched Luna move her hands over her body, spreading the thick golden liquid over her chest and stomach, then round her back as she leaned forward, sighing as it ran down her back and over her butt. Then she rubbed over her thighs, then between them, the honey pooling at her feet in a spreading circle.
Idly, Daphne wondered just how much honey, chocolate, milk or syrup this bath could hold, probably several hundred pounds, and at this rate, it would take at least an hour to fill. Susan reached behind Luna and tapped one of the crystals, and the flow of honey changed to chocolate, then with a second tap, the flow increased in pressure, and soon, Luna was completely acted in a stream of dark brown liquid. The chocolate on the floor of the tub had mixed with with the honey, and was starting to fill more, the liquid chocolate had already reached their own feet, and was starting to spread out more.
Then Luna reached out and pulled Susan under the stream of chocolate with a squawk, but soon giggled at the warm tick liquid steadily coating her skin. Soon, the other crystals were activated, and the mix of honey, syrup, milk and chocolate was flowing, under surprising pressure thanks to both of the hot and cold water crystals turned as far as they would go, well, the hot one was, the cold was turned just enough to cool the flow so it would neither get too hot or cold. Soon, all four girls were coated in a layer of thick liquid that had the colour of milk chocolate, but the consistency of sauce. Then the 'milk' stream was turned off, and the flow began to thicken.
By the time the liquid had reached their mid-calves, it had already taken on the consistency of custard, and Harry honestly couldn't tell the girls apart; they were all covered in a layer of brown liquid, giggling, laughing and moaning as they worked at leach other and he stood to one side, just enjoying the view.
He never thought Susan's off-hand comment about using food in their fun would ever turn into this; the four of them plus Luna literally taking a shower, or bath, in chocolate. He was reminded of that children's story he'd heard once at primary school long ago, something about a chocolate factory where things happened that, now with the perspective of experience, he had to wonder if Dahl hadn't been a muggle-born, or at very least, a squib.
Eventually, the fluid level reached the top of the tub, and wouldn't go any higher, but the stream wasn't turned off.
"Well, come on then!" One of them said, reaching out a hand. Grinning, Harry waded deeper into the pool, the chocolate mix coming up to just above his knee. A chocolate covered hand grabbed his shaft and pulled him into a sticky group embrace as the four girls sand down into the mix, pulling him with them.
He was then pulled forward, and a chocolate and honey covered breast was pressed into his face, the unspoken instruction clear as the other three girls pressed in, their hands wandering and stroking. Harry closed his mouth and sighed, licking up the thick mix from the breast that apparently belonged to Susan, as he fixed his lips round her nipple and started sucking.
Once she was drained, he turned to Daphne and repeated the process, then Hermione, only to find Luna already nursing happily. A pair of hands coaxed him to stand, and as he did, he was turned round to once again face Susan and Daphne as they both sank down into the mix, and their chocolate coated faces came together as they began to hungrily lick, kiss and suck the chocolate off his hard cock and balls, only to use their hands to apply another coating once it was mostly gone.
"Ya know Sue, this isn't what I pictured when…oh wow…when you suggested…mmm…mixing food and sex." He moaned, looking down at them as the two eagerly licked his hard shaft clean a third time.
Susan shrugged "Me neither, I'm honestly surprised Luna remembered I mentioned that."
Then she stood and pushed him back down into the mix, before turning around and leaning toward, resting her hands on the side of the tub and thrusting her rather nice (and tasty) looking arse towards him.
"Now then, how about you give us that magic tongue of yours, then we can get to your big gift…" she purred. Harry smiled and didn't waste any time. Soon, Susan was trembling and whimpering, pushing and rolling her hips back against his face while Daphne's hand worked her over from the front, then he moved down and his tongue joined her hand, and Susan shrieked.
Through the walls, they could faintly hear other moans, clearly the other partners were getting busy too.
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Hannah growled as she rocked her hips, grinding them down against her boyfriend's face as she leaned in, took his honey-covered shaft into her mouth and sucked. Hard.
The tub they were in was rapidly filling with warm honey and milk, she'd considered the chocolate option, but she didn't want to eat too much of that. Besides, there was just something so erotic about seeing her shy, blushing boyfriend being turned into a living golden statue as honey was poured over him from the statue over their heads while he posed for her in a way that exhibited all of his best features, in her opinion as a woman.
The fact that he'd also started masturbating for her had been a nice bonus.
She couldn't wait to see what his honey-covered dick would feel like inside her.
Part of her was honestly jealous of Susan, not for the sharing-her-partner thing, Hannah wasn't into that, she was a one-partner witch. No, what she was jealous of, was the speed at which Susan was bonding with her partners. She would likely be ready to Bond soon, if she wasn't already, where as Hannah would have to wait until late July, which, she reasoned, would make a perfect birthday present for her boyfriend.
That was one thing she and Neville would have to prepare for eventually, something she was a little nervous about if she were honest with herself. Neville was kinda big, after all. He certainly stretched her mouth well enough as she took him to the back of her throat, working her tongue and throat muscles over his shaft and the glans as she suckled. She smiled to herself as she felt him stiffen when one of her questing fingers started probing a little behind his scrotum.
She moaned in approval as one of his fingers began to do the same to her and she wiggled her hips against his face in encouragement, pulling off of him for a moment to let him catch his breath before lowering herself again.
Then as she felt her building climax finally start to peak, she went wild, thrashing and grinding against her boyfriend as she cried out her release, the sound muffled by the delicious honeyed meat in her mouth, which she felt pulse and twitch, before her mouth was filled with the salty-savoury taste of her boyfriend's own release, mixing with the honey she'd already collected, before hungrily gulping it all down, then carrying on, trying to get more.
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Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinet both moaned and grunted as they held hands, looking at each other as their boyfriends eagerly mated them from behind.
The two chasers had been dating Fred and George for the better part of a year now, and both girls had felt they were ready to finalise the Bond with their boyfriends, and the Yule Ball was honestly the best time to do it. When Harry and his girls had shown them this Room of Requirement, and what it could do, that had sealed the deal. Though a slight worry had popped up when the possibility of it already being in use when they decided on the right time, thankfully, it seemed things had worked out in their favour.
Angelina grinned as she felt Fred thrusting vigorously into her, he and George had already used some of that Ton-Tongue Toffee on them, to enthusiastic approval the other night.
Now the boys had moved on to the second stage of the Bonding process, and were vigorously yet gently rutting each of them in the arse, before moving on to the final step, vaginal penetration and the recitation of the oath that would finally complete the Bond.
The four of them had experimented with the extra 'features' of this strange shower, but not for long. While they did find the notion kinky, sugar did not make good lube, especially for anal.
Reaching out, Angelina took her friend's hand as they smiled at each other, smiling and moaning as they felt their boyfriends start to go faster, then they each felt a hand snake between their legs. Good, Fred and George had finally remembered they needed to get off as well.
Not for the first time, the two girls were thankful for the cleaning and lubrication charms they'd discovered in a book in the library the previous year.
With a cry, first Fred, then George finished, each pulling their lover's hips back against their own hips, burying themselves deep within their lovers. With a keening cry of joy, both girls soon joined them in the sweet bliss of release, both long-since used to having their boyfriends in their back passages.
As they slipped out, both Fred and George took a moment to clean themselves off with the edible soap Luna had provided, the origin of which they still hadn't learned. The lubrication charms worked wonders on them, and the cleaning charm emptied the girls' large intestines of all non-living organic matter and gas, a charm apparently used by the Healers at St Mungo's.
The lubrication spell also formed a magical 'shield' around anything that entered the anus, preventing any possibility of contamination, effectively making it a magical condom. Providing all of the benefits, but none of the downsides such as risk of failure, or diminished sensations.
Both Angelina and Alicia grinned at each other as they turned and pounced on their boys.
Soon, both Fred and George were on their backs, their partners mounting them for the final stage. Alicia had mounted George in one of her favourite positions; Amazon. Eagerly she began to work up a steady rythm, she reached down for his hands getting ready for the recitation.
Angelina meanwhile, had mounted Fred and was riding him cowgirl, leaning forward to share a passionate kiss with her boyfriend.
She grasped his hands, palm to palm, fingers interlocked as she ground against him, panting. Her climax was close, which was odd, as she usually didn't climax this quickly. Part of her wondered if it was that edible soap they'd used.
'Ready babe?' She asked across their link as she panted and ground herself particularly hard against his glorious rod.
"Uh huh…you remember, what to say?" Fred asked, his own climax approaching.
"Yes…I…I accept you as you are, and will always hold you close in my heart. I will walk beside you forever." She panted, grinding her hips down to meet his own thrusts. Tensing, Fred repeated the oath, and the moment he did, he peaked, arching his back and crying out as Angelina's cry of release joined his, and deep within him, he felt something finally 'click' into place, and he became fully aware of his lover, almost as if he were experiencing her senses as his own, and he intrinsically knew that she too, was experiencing his. The sudden sensation of what was effectively a double climax for each of them pushed them over the edge for real a second time, then a third, then a fourth.
It seemed to go on and on and on, so caught up in their mutual feedback loop of orgasmic pleasure that neither noticed George and Alicia reaching their own climax and performing their own Bonding, and joining their companions in the prolonged bliss.
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"Well, sounds like Angelina and Alicia are having fun." Padma said as she gently stroked Seamus, while he in turn massaged her breasts.
Dean was busy massaging Parvati's back, under the guise of washing it, which he'd been doing for about 10 minutes now. Like the twins and their partners, the four of them had decided not to use all the features of shower, preferring to just get washed, have a soak and then head to bed.
"What do you say we follow their example?" Seamus said, wiggling his eyebrows.
Padma rolled her eyes before sinking down to her knees. Shamus moaned as she got to work, while Dean had moved round in front of Parvati and was eagerly licking the soap from her breasts while his eager fingers explored her body, while she licked it from him in turn, letting her own hands explore.
Their movements and actions weren't as graceful as they would have liked to believe, showing just how inexperienced the boys were when a misplaced finger caused Parvati to flinch back, moving a hand down to stop Dean from going further. A mumbled apology later, and Dean was on his knees kissing and licking Parvati's chocolate coloured lips and clit, trying to sooth the momentary pain he'd caused.
Soon, Parvati was moaning, leaning back against the side of the bathtub, a hand going to the back of Dean's head. Padma meanwhile, was busily working Seamus over, but was soon surprised when she heard him groan, felt him tense up, and suddenly flet her mouth fill with a thick salty liquid as he thrust, causing her to choke and pull back, a hand going to her mouth as she coughed, pulling a face as she spat out his cum.
Seamus really needed to work on his diet, and he needed to be gentler with his partners.
"A little warning would be nice." She coughed.
"Sorry…" Seamus panted, not noticing she'd spat him out.
Padma regarded him as she finished wiping her mouth, trying to get rid of the aftertaste, it was then that she noticed Seamus was starting to flag. 'Seriously? He's only good for one round?' Holding back a sigh of disappointment, she stood, and moved to take a seat next to her sister. Seamus seemed to recover enough to notice her change in demeanour, and realised she wasn't too impressed by his lack of staying power.
Offering her an apologetic smile, he moved in front of her an sank into the water, putting a hand on her knee and looking up at her searchingly. With a smile, she spread her legs in invitation as she heard her sister moan her approval of Dean's efforts.
'Well hopefully, he'll make up for it.' She thought, leaning back and closing her eyes as Seamus got to work.
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Luna was sat on the side of the bath, one leg raised, the other down in the chocolate mix, leaning back on one elbow while her other hand furiously rubbed at her chocolate covered - and filled - pussy, panting with effort as she vigorously fingered herself towards her second climax. She'd already peaked once watching Harry eat out Susan's rather nice looking arse and fanny, and she was looking forward to a repeat of the experience she'd gotten when she'd dragged him into that broom closet. Plus, she reasoned it'd be doubly enjoyable for him now she had a vagina full of a thick mix of chocolate, honey and syrup to offer.
She was currently watching Hermione, Daphne and Susan eagerly feast on their male partner, who honestly looked at a loss. It was clear from his expression that he didn't know where to look; the three girls feasting on him, or the girl putting on a hedonistic lewd display.
Harry quickly reached his peak with a gasp, jerking his hips towards the three eager tongues while keeping his eyes focused on Luna.
"Mmm… that's it…cum for us Harry, add your own cream for us you delicious stud." Susan purred, before ducking her head and dragging her tongue along his balls, licking off the chocolate. The pulses of semen he released, which were quite considerable now, enough for a good mouthful for all 3 of the girls currently licking him, spurted from his shaft and landed in the chocolate, where Hermione's fingers soon scooped it up, then, with a grin and a wink, she carried it over to the whimpering Luna, who was eyeing the cum-mixed chocolate in her hands with obvious hunger, then with a cheeky smile, Hermione brought the mix to her own lips, taking as much as she could get.
At Luna's whimpered protest, Hermione then leaned down and pressed her mouth to the blonde's in a deep kiss, Luna's mouth eagerly opening to accept her tongue, and the contents of her own mouth. Luna's whimper turned into a moan as she tasted Harry's cum for the first time. Lowering herself down onto her back, Luna brought her free hand up around Hermione's head as she continued to masturbate. When Hermione broke the kiss, the two girls stared at each other, panting.
"What do you want Luna?" Hermione whispered, the aphrodisiac effects of the soap they had used in full effect.
"Dick…" Luna panted "Harry's dick!"
"Sure you don't want his tongue first?" Hermione smirked.
"Want to taste him…" Luna whined, before looking up at Harry, her grey eyes blown out with lust. "Harry…please! Need to taste your gorgeous cock."
"You heard her, come over here Harry, get on top of her and give her what she wants." Hermione said, beckoning Susan and Daphne to help a recovering Harry across the tub. Harry paused for a moment to grab several of the toffees, popping one into his mouth after taking a moment to push the small piece into Daphne's chocolate filled vagina, which made her squeal with laughter, idly he wondered, and hoped, that the twins had improved the formula since Dudley's experience with the test batch. He wasn't sure how he'd cope with a four foot long tongue as he stepped up next to Luna.
Stepping astride her head, he began to lower himself as his tongue started to grow, he then smiled, and leaned toward, until his face was over Luna's chocolate covered crotch. Susan and Daphne both moved in to gently push Luna's legs up and back while also moving her hand which had been furiously working her over. The Ravenclaw whined in protest, clearly she'd been very close to her second release, but that was fine. Harry would give it to her.
As Harry settled himself over the smaller girl, he grunted as he felt her mouth close around his shaft and she started to suck him aggressively. In response, he leaned in, his tongue now about 12 inches long, noting with interest that Susan and Dane had not only pushed Luna's legs back, but they'd also gently spread her rump for him. Deciding he was done waiting, Harry started to eagerly lick at the meal offered to him, starting with her lower stomach and mound.
Luna moaned, her hands coming up to grip his firm arse as Hermione leaned in to gently lick and kiss his balls while she hungrily nursed his shaft, eagerly taking him to the back of her throat, even though she wasn't quite ready to do so. Harry moaned into her pussy as he started to suck, pushing his tongue into the clenching sheath of flesh, wiggling it down as it convulsed around him. When he passed, and continued to press against, her g-spot, her hips jerked and she squealed around his shaft, sucking even harder, the vibrations from her voice making him moan. Hermione also started to moan as she worshipped his balls, until she was joined by Daphne, who started to help her while Susan remained by Luna's hips. When he bottomed out and pressed against her cervix, he blinked in surprise at just how deep he'd gone, then wiggled his tongue against the tight ring of muscle, causing Luna to whimper around his shaft as she started to buck her hips, he then started to thrust his tongue in and out of her, effectively fucking her.
The reaction from Luna was immediate, and she went wild, bucking and thrashing her hips as her climax hit her like a troll's club, and her vagina started to rhythmically constrict around his thrusting tongue as he continued to draw out all the chocolate he could. Whimpers from Luna made him hesitate, especially when he mentally asked Hermione if she was okay, and his first lover remarked that she was crying. Worried that he was hurting her, he started to pull out, only to yelp when she bit him.
'I don't think she wants you to stop lover.' Hermione said with a giggle, 'In fact, I've got an idea…'
'Wait, what? Are you sure that's a good idea?' he asked as her idea lifted into his thoughts through the lust and pleasure clouding his mind.
'Don't worry, she should have used a cleaning charm before we started that completely empties the large intestine, but just in case.'
A moment later, Susan's wand appeared just in front of his face, and two muttered spells he didn't recognise were cast, the end of the wand pointed straight at his next target.
As Luna's convulsions slowed, and her vagina's death-grip on his tongue lessened, he pulled out, moaning at the extra strong suck of protest from Luna while Hermione and Daphne continued to work his balls, his own climax building rapidly now. Harry then dragged his tongue over the first muscles of Luna's upper thighs, her perineum and the valley between the globes of her rump. He felt Luna tense as his tongue passed her back passage, before he began to probe it with the tip of his tongue.
"It's okay Luna, just relax." Susan said gently, the phantom sensations she was getting from Harry were quite extraordinary. She thought she'd be used to it by now, in fact, they'd gotten so used to the 'shared sensations' that they barely noticed them anymore, yet now, they seemed to be more prominent.
Luna did relax, eventually, and Harry slid his tongue gently into her back door, surprised to find there was no unpleasant taste, and the deeper he worked his tongue, the stranger the sensations felt.
He felt and heard Luna moan around him, her legs flexing, her hands gripping his butt tightly, then with a grin, he imagining he was talking to a serpent, and started to hiss.
Luna Lovegood screamed her response, the vibrations from her scream made him tremble as she started thrashing under him, her hips started bucking as the vibrations from his tongue spread out from her and she came a third time, his neck and upper chest getting drenched by a spray of liquid as she squirted. Within seconds she was openly sobbing around his cock, sucking and nursing on it desperately, trying to force him to cum.
It honestly didn't take long. With a muffled groan and a hiss, which triggered another climax for Luna, Harry came. Thick, warm liquid that seemed to Luna to have the consistency of honey suddenly filled her mouth. She moaned around his cock at her first ever taste of semen, the salty flavour mixing rather nicely with the chocolate she'd sucked and licked off of him.
A second spurt soon followed, and she was forced to swallow or risk choking. Several more spurts followed, the consistency changing, becoming less thick, easier for her to handle and swallow, which she did with gusto as she hungrily gulped him down, all the while still crying with the pleasure of her release as she pressed her lips urgently to his base, sucking even harder, which only made him groan and hiss more, which in turn, sent more euphoric sensations through her body.
"Holy shit, was not expecting that reaction." Daphne said, giving Harry's firm left cheek a lick before pulling back, as Harry raised himself up and rolled to the side, into the bathtub as Luna lay panting, chest heaving as she whimpered in bliss.
Harry reached over and grabbed another of the toffees, a white one this time, and ate it, his tongue returning to normal soon after. When he was finally able to speak, he turned and looked at Luna, who now had her head in Hermione's lap. "Is she okay? Think I might have overdone it."
"She'll be fine." Hermione said as she helped Luna get back into the warm chocolate.
"Now then Harry, I think it's time we give you your Christmas gift from all of us. Which of us do you want to do first?"
Harry thought for a moment, as Susan and Daphne joined them, and Luna started to regain her faculties.
"Hm, how about you Hermione? Though I'm not really sure what your gift could be." Harry said.
In response, Hermione smiled and stood, slowly turning until her back was to him, then she leaned forward and thrust her hips back. "Your gift tonight, is us. The Bonding requires anal sex, and we all agreed it was time we started getting some practice. That's your gift, both to you and to ourselves." Then, looking over her shoulder at him, her expression turned very sultry, "Harry, I want you to fuck. My. Bum." Reaching back, she used her hands to spread herself open for emphasis.
"Us too." Susan said, turning her own back and presenting herself to him, Daphne did likewise. "Luna too, once she recovers. Don't worry, we've all used the cleaning and lubrication charms. It's completely safe."
Harry was speechless, his erection, which had subsided, as much as it did these days anyway, started to return as what they were asking for fully sank in. It was almost like he didn't have a refractory period anymore. "Does…does this mean you're ready? To Bond?" he asked. The three girls exchanged looks, before Hermione shook her head.
"No, we just figured it was best to get a fair amount of practice in and get ourselves accustomed for when we are ready for that. Now, if there are no more questions, Harry Potter… Bugger me!"
The sight of his beautiful, and scarily brilliant girlfriend leaning over against the side of the bathtub with her arse being pushed back towards him in invitation had a remarkable affect on his recovery. He stepped up behind her, looking down at the usually pale skin now covered in a thick layer of chocolate, the firm curves of her bum now just inches from his now hard shaft, which throbbed with need. Between those beautiful globes of muscle he easily made out the winking ring of her anus, beckoning him in, inviting him.
He stepped forward and took hold of her hips to steady her, as a chocolate covered hand took hold of his own covered shaft and held the head, foreskin already retracted, against the twitching ring of muscle while a body, he was pretty sure it was Daphne, embraced him from behind, holding him steady.
Hermione grit her teeth in concentration, then slowly started to push back, relaxing her sphincter enough, she felt her lover start to enter her slowly, then with a single backward thrust, his chocolate covered glans was enveloped by her anus, Hermione moaned with pleasure as she clamped down on the intrusion, panting a little as she grew accustomed to the feeling. 'Funny, I don't remember him being this big…' she thought.
Harry meanwhile was breathing hard with restrained effort. The instant he felt her anus close around his glans and squeeze, something within him clicked, as if a mental switch had just been tripped in his brain, and suddenly, his mind was filled with instincts, impulses, impulses and drives he never new he had. It was the oddest thing, suddenly it was like every instinct he had was telling him to thrust, to drive himself into this female and breed her for all he was worth, it was what he was meant to do after all, he was nothing but her personal breeding stud, to breed her, cum for her and give her as much pleasure as she wanted, as much cum as he could produce, no matter his own needs or wants. To be completely subject to her wants, whims, desires and lust, to be her toy, to be used for her pleasure whenever she wanted to.
'Wait…what? Where the bloody hell had THAT come from?!' he thought. Another impulse came over him, and he had to struggle to stay focused. Was this another aspect of the curse? Was it compelling him to submit to Hermione? Compelling him to let himself be turned into a human sex toy? Why hadn't Fleur warned them about this happening? This hadn't happened during all those times Hermione had sucked him off, nor when Daphne and Susan had joined, so why now?
"Hmm…that's hot." Daphne whispered into his ear as she pressed herself against his back, reaching down, she cupped his balls gently. "You're still so full, just don't spend it all inside her, leave some for the rest of us. You've got three more arses to fuck after hers." The blonde then thrust toward, pressing her own crotch into the flesh of his ass and driving his hips toward, just as Susan and a mostly recovered Luna took hold of Hermione's hips and gently started to work her backward, and centimetre by centimetre, with each small thrust, his rock hard shaft slid into the exquisite tightness of Hermione's body, until he bottomed out, his hips sitting flush with the round cheeks of her bum, and he was fully berried inside her. Daphne even gigged and lifted his testicles, pressing them against Hermione's labia.
Hermione meanwhile, had her eyes screwed shut and teeth bared as she moaned at the odd, yet wonderful sensation of being slowly filled. Her instincts and muscles worked in random, trying to expel what was slowly entering her, yet all it did was provide more stimulation as her internal muscles massaged the shaft, and she felt it slide in. As he slowly slid in, she felt something within her mind shift, and she was suddenly overcome with new instincts and desires, all of which were at odds with how she normally thought and acted. All she was aware of was that she was being penetrated by a male, a virile male who had lots of cum in his balls, ready to give her as much as she could ever possibly want. Her mind was being filled with impulses and desires, all of which told her to take that seed, to milk the male for all he had to give, and then more. To drain him dry, to fuck him and use him for her own pleasure, as that was all he was meant to do.
'Whoa whoa WHOA! What the hell? Where did that come from?' she thought.
'You too huh?' came Harry's confused voice in her mind, she bowed her head and groaned at the wonderful sensation of being filled.
'Yes…I don't know where it came from, but I've suddenly got the urge to just fuck you senseless until you've got nothing left to give and just keep going.'
A mental chuckle echoed through her head. 'Same, though in my case, that urge was telling me to just submit to your wishes and let you take what you wanted, kind of odd that it should kick in now. Must be part of the curse.'
After a moment, Hermione collected her thoughts and slowly rocked her hips, whimpering at the exquisite sensations within her that were so new.
'I…I think you're right, it's just something we'll have to be conscious of going forward, don't let it dictate your actions Harry. You're subject to nobody's whims, least of all mine, unless my whim is for you to shag my arse so much I won't be able to sit down for a week.' She added with a chuckle.
'Alright then.'
Taking hold of her hips, he started to gently ease Hermione forward, until just his head remained within her, his shaft mostly wiped clean of chocolate, but Daphne soon took care of that, then he started to slowly thrust back in.
"Ooooooh!" Hermione moaned through gritted teeth as he slowly thrust back in. After a few minutes of gentle thrusting, he started to slowly pick up speed, until he'd picked up a steady rhythm. Daphne meanwhile was still pressed against his back, grinding her own mound against his arse as they trust, panting as she felt her own climax slowly start to build. She gripped his hips and started her own thrusts, matching his pace so that when he pulled out of Hermione, she pulled him back against her pussy and thrust forward.
"How does she feel, lover?" Daphne panted, the phantom sensations the Bond caused letting her feel the tightness of Hermione around his shaft as if it were her clitoris thrusting into the other girl. The odd sensations of having her clit squeezed and rubbed even though it wasn't was still rather unusual. She wondered if Susan and Hermione were feeling the same thing. After all, they had each felt it when they, and Luna, had sucked him off, then when he had tongued Luna's insides. In fact, Daphne, Susan and Hermione had each struggled to suppress their own reactions to feeling Harry's reactions to Luna's climax so they could pay enough attention to both of them.
"I think you know how it feels Daph…" Hermione panted. Next to her Susan nodded, moaning herself.
"Wasn't gonna say anything, but yeah, I can feel it as if he's fucking my arse, and my clit is fucking you…it's really weird to be honest…"
"Oh, you're experiencing shared sensations?" Luna asked dreamily, as she leaned in against both Harry and Hermione, one of her hands going down to cup Hermione's right breast.
"Yes…" Hermione panted as her hips rocked and gyrated around the poisoning cock.
"Don't worry, once you Bond, you'll be able to fully control that." Luna said.
"We already can, to an extent." Susan said. Luna nodded.
"You can 'mute' the mental and emotional connection, but not the physical one. Once you each Bond, you'll be able to do that too."
"Enough talk!" Hermione suddenly growled. "Give me your cum Harry! Cum in my arse! Fill me with your warm seed you gorgeous virile stud!"
Inside her head, Hermione heard Harry chuckle, 'So much for not letting these new urges take over huh?'
'Shut up and CUM!'
'Yes dear.'
Gradually, he picked up speed, and soon, Hermione was reduced to a moaning puddle being held up by himself, Luna and Susan as Daphne helped him rut her. Her hand cupping his balls against Hermione's pussy tightened a little as she felt them pull up, his climax close, then, Harry gave a sudden thrust and hilted himself in Hermione, then the spurting started.
"Yeeeessss! Ooooh! Fuuuuck!" Hermione cried, as her own climax washed over her and she went wild, thrashing and bucking back against him as she felt liquid warmth start to fill her. Harry slumped forward onto her back, and Daphne followed as she shivered, started to thrust against him in earnest, soon she was panting herself, grunting as she ground her clit against the firm globes of muscle, causing him to rock toward into Hermione, who continued to clench around him, milking even more cum from him as she too moaned.
"Wooo! Attagirl! Ride that stud like a Hippogriff!" Susan cheered. Daphne grinned, pleasure surging through her as her climax started to reach critical, and she started to grunt, grinding her clit and lips against Harry, until she arched her back, throwing her head back as she gave Harry a rather recessive thrust, and her own climax hit her like a Bludger.
For Harry, it was a…novel experience, to say the least. Finally, he gently pulled back from Hermione, the cleaning and lubrication charms she'd used made sure he was as clean coming out as he was going in, so additional cleaning wasn't needed. Gathering himself, he turned to Susan, Daphne and Luna, who were all eyeing him hungrily.
"Okay ladies, who wants to go next?"
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Fleur sighed as she gazed down at the unconscious Viktor Krum under her. He'd lasted longer than she thought he would, but even his resistance to her allure, which had been stronger than most at the castle, had crumbled as soon as he was inside her. It hadn't taken him long to break, to be pushed past his limit and pass out under the combined effects of her allure and what her body was capable of doing, but he'd lasted longer than most of his peers likely would have.
She'd tasted him of course, and she'd found his flavour rather pleasant. Judging by what she'd been able to piece together, he was a decent enough guy, honourable, kind and loyal. He would make a lucky girl happy one day, assuming he could find one who didn't just see his fame.
But the fact that he hadn't been able to stand up to her allure for long meant it wouldn't be her. As a general rule, men who were especially susceptible to the allure generally made poor partners, and only average lovers. Those who could resist the allure were more attractive, as they demonstrated greater strength of will, as well as magical prowess.
A strong-willed partner who could better resist a Veela's allure, was less likely to be stolen. Usually, anyway. Sometimes, a male chose to leave the one who had claimed him go with a rival, thankfully such occurrences were rare.
And while Viktor had been concerned about the risk of pregnancy, she had assured him it wasn't a concern. The odds of him getting her pregnant were low, especially considering she hadn't taken any potions or performed the rites to increase the odds.
She'd also asked him, after their second round, before he'd passed out after the third, if he'd had any experiences with Veela in the past. She knew about the Bulgarian national team's mascots of course, and apparently, their manager had forbidden the players to have any contact with the Veela mascots outside of the playing field, so the answer to her question was a 'no'.
What resistance he had displayed, he'd evidently built up during his exposure to their allure during matches on the pitch, but never up close.
Pity.
As she looked down at his now unconscious form, she sighed. While he was a good fuck, he wouldn't not make a good partner for her. Not that she was actively looking, but her instincts compelled her to hunt for prey, for males, though she had been able to keep herself in check for the past couple of months.
With an audible 'gulp' her womb swallowed the last of his cum, and she laid down on his chest, letting sleep take her.
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With a gasp, Susan slowly lowered herself onto the hard rod of flesh as it slowly penetrated her rear. Hermione holding her steady as she herself crouched over Harry's face, gasping and moaning as he hungrily feasted on both her vagina and the chocolate pouring out of it.
With a mental command from Luna, the portion of the bath they'd been sitting in had raised up, enough to provide a flat surface for Harry to lay on while Susan and Hermione had got into position.
"Oh Morgana that's nice…" Susan breathed as she fully hilted him in her back door.
Under Hermione, Harry moaned into her slit as he continued to feast. Through the lust clouding his mind, he idly hoped none of them would be sick from eating too much chocolate, but that concern was soon forgotten in the haze of bliss flooding his senses, from eating out the beautiful young woman perched on his face, to the wonderful tightness slowly sliding up his shaft, squeezing it tightly in a wonderful way.
He could definitely get used to this, he decided.
He'd decided to forego using Parseltongue while eating out Hermione, it wasn't like they were in a hurry or anything, even though he knew it was late, long past midnight even, but he didn't care, plus using Parseltongue took a certain amount of concentration, and he was too distracted by what Susan was doing and focusing on Hermione.
Pausing his efforts for a moment, he brought one of the small toffees he'd grabbed before his session with Luna, and popped it into his mouth, his tongue once again extending, this time finding a snug embrace as it slid up into Hermione, and it didn't stop until he hit her cervix, and started to lick it.
Hermione squirmed, shuddered, laughed, moaned and gasped, eyes going wide and unfocused, her body writhing on top of her lover's face as she felt that nimble, dexterous appendage slowly undulate and worm it's way up inside her, her muscles clenching around it, trying to keep it still, but failing. The novel sensation of it moving inside her in a way nothing else ever had, along with the phantom sensation of his cock in her rectum was diving her wild.
It didn't take long for Hermione to peak however, and the final rush of chocolate flowed from her pulsing opening, along with a fair amount of sweet arousal. As Hermione panted and moaned, grinding herself down on her lover's face, she looked around, tiredly, at her companions. Susan was building herself up to a good speed, her hips bouncing on Harry's cock, her butt meeting his hips with wonderful slaps and splashes of chocolate.
After Hermione had come down from her high, she unsteadily raised herself up, and with a slurp Harry's tongue slid out of her, then he quickly ate another white toffee, shrinking his tongue again.
"Oh yeah…mmm…oh fuck, that's it, shag my arse you gorgeous dick!" Susan moaned, enjoying the sweet sensation of being filled, while also experiencing the phantom sensations of having her vagina filled, it was truly an amazing experience.
If any of them had been more lucid, they might have questioned her choice of words, but as it was, Harry and Susan were too far gone to notice her slip, so, as Hermione slipped off of his face, pausing a moment to let Harry's tongue lick and probe a few times at her own back door before pulling away, he then raised his head and grabbed Susan's luscious hips and started to thrust his hips, meeting her downward thrusts.
"Mmmm!" Susan definitely approved of this move, and showed it by pushing her hips down, slamming them into his with a meaty Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Oh fuck! Yes! Oooh!" Unbeknown to either of the others, Susan had also started to notice the new urges that had suddenly taken her the moment she'd fully taken Harry, but unlike both Hermione and Harry, she was too far gone at this point to really question them, and so just went with it.
As far as she was now concerned, she had a virile and gorgeous male under her, working his beautiful male flesh in and out of her, breeding her arse. Sure, it wasn't her pussy, which was where the male should be putting his seed, but it didn't matter to her at that moment, he was doing what he was meant to do, so why shouldn't she encourage him?
She could almost picture it in her lust-fogged mind; her belly swollen with the next generation, and not just her, but Hermione and Daphne too. He would give her many children for the Bones family, as well as many for Hermione and Daphne…yes…he would make the perfect breeding stud!
'No…' a whisper echoed through her mind, but her lust-addled consciousness didn't acknowledge it immediately, 'He IS the perfect breeding stud…'
Reaching down, she gently took hold of his testicles, cradling them in her hand as best she could. "Give me your cum! I can feel it in your balls! They're so full still…come on stud, let it all go in me! Fill me! Cum cum CUM!"
Her last commands came out as a bellow of lust and need as she slammed her hips down into his so hard it hurt, then she squeezed him with all her strength, trying to milk him.
With a groan, Harry's vision went white and he started to cum, his body tensing as the spurting started, and his moans and cries joined hers.
It seemed to go on forever, his balls tightened, cock throbbed, then swelled, then the first pulsing spurt of thick seed flowed into Susan's clenching bowls, and her climax hit her, and she fell backward onto his front, his arms going around her to stroke her stomach, her breasts, and her pussy as she started to shudder with her climax, her muscles working overtime to milk every drop of sperm from him that she could.
Harry wasn't sure how long he lay there as Susan lay on his front, shuddering as she came around him, her tight ring squeezing him tightly as his hands leisurely caressed her front, breasts, thighs and pussy. Eventually, Susan rolled off of him, only to be replaced by Daphne, who mounted him in the cowgirl position, wincing slightly as she felt his tip gently tap her back passage.
It was quite the sight as she slowly sank down onto him, her face scrunched up in effort until she relaxed as the firm muscles of her bum came to rest on his hips and thighs as he reached up, taking hold of her breasts, and started to gently squeeze. She moaned, then leaned forward, shifting from her toes to her knees. Her face came down and she kissed him passionately, both of them gasping and breathing heavily. Then she lifted one of her breasts to his face, and he latched on.
Harry wasn't sure where his extra reserves were coming from, but he was happy for them as he felt the tight ring of muscle slide up and down his shaft, then he felt something prod the top of his shaft and he looked down, to see one of her hands busily working between her spread legs, the liquid chocolate dripping out of her. Harry's breathing was ragged, panting with exertion as he moved his own hips, thrusting up into her gently, meeting her downward thrusts.
"Oooooaaah! Oh baby…this…this feels…sooo good…ugh…I can feel you…inside me…mmm!"
Daphne didn't take long to reach her climax, seeing as she'd already reached one while he'd been tending to Hermione. She went wild when she came, bucking, thrusting and gyrating her hips as she worked herself over on his hard shaft, her back arching as she felt him cum within her body. She barely noticed the new urges that seemed to surface as she started to work him over, so as a consequence, she didn't question it.
"Da-Daphne…" he stammered as she panted above him, here eyes wide and wild with lust, hunger and desire.
"Do it…Do it Stud…cum in me…fill me…fill my body with your delicious seed you beautiful penis!"
Had Daphne been more cognisant, she would have corrected herself, or questioned why she'd called him that, but like Susan and Hermione, she was so overcome with her emotions that she barely noticed. Harry did notice, but decided not to say anything. Why ruin the mood?
With a groan and an arched back, he thrust up as she slammed down one final time and squeezed. His balls twitched, then the spurts started, and Daphne's intestines were bathed in the seed she so desperately wanted. With a scream of ecstasy, she came around him, going crazy with pleasure as she writhed on top of him.
Finally, she slumped forward to lay on his heaving chest, idling licking up some of the chocolate on his chest that had started to set.
After a few minutes, he finally came back to awareness as Daphne moved off of him and into the embrace of Hermione and Susan, while Luna cast her own cleaning charm on him again, then once again covered his shaft in warm chocolate, then with a wink, she got up onto the platform he'd just vacated as it lowered down into the chocolate, the liquid chocolate coming up to her stomach and breasts, as she looked back at him, and wiggled her rump.
"Fuck my bum Harry! Fuck me until I can't sit down for a week!" The kinky little blonde implored huskily.
Panting, Harry approached Luna from behind. Reaching down, he gripped her hips with one hand, then three more reached down, two spreading Luna's cheeks, while the third took his other hand and placed it on her hips, then took hold of his cock, and held it against the tight little opening that winked as she pushed back against him.
He felt Susan press in behind him, as she held his shaft steady, and he felt his tip press and grind against the tight ring of Luna's anus, which twitched a little, giving a little, then she moved forward, but quickly returned, pushing back a little more. Harry held his breath as he felt, and saw, Luna's entrance slowly open as his chocolate covered glans gradually disappeared, until with a pop, the ring of muscle swallowed the blunt head and clenched.
He was in.
Luna squeaked, a high-pitched moan coming from her clenched teeth as she gasped, her face hovering just above the surface of the chocolate mix with rippled with her heavy breathing as she collected herself, then, to Harry's surprise, she pushed back. Either she had a high tolerance to pain, cast a numbing charm on her backside when no-one was looking — though he doubted that considering her reaction to his Parseltongue — or she was just that impatient, as her backward thrust sank nearly a third of his shaft into her tight entrance. She shivered and whined, gasping as he held on, his body tensing as hers did.
"Easy Luna…don't…don't force it, we don't want you hurting yourself." Harry panted. A squeeze from Susan's arms and smiles from Daphne and Hermione showed they approved of his concern for Luna.
"I can…take it." The little blond panted. "Now put the rest in and shag me! Shag me until I can't sit or walk!" she demanded, arching her spine and rocking her hips. He felt one of Susan's hands move down to cup his balls, and she moaned into his ear.
"You still have some left, so why don't you do as she asks, and give her some more, hmm?"