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lightofdayeTitle:It's A Magic Number
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Lavender Brown/Parvati Patil
Word Count: 3,200
Content: Double blowjob, cuninlingus, facesitting, vaginal sex, threesome
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Lavender and Parvati remind Harry who gives best head at Hogwarts.
A/n: Grand finale to the 8th Year Oral series (comprising Six Of One, Half A Dozen Of The Other, Two Threes, The Hard Six, Snake Eyes and Seventy Minus One.), what better way to end than where and with who we began? (and nearly a decade later :0 )
- - -
"You're in trouble, Harry Potter!" said Parvati Patil, cornering Harry Potter after class one day.
"Yeah!" chipped in Lavender Brown. "Serious trouble."
Lavender actually topped this with an angry glare, Harry felt more confused than intimidated. For one thing, Lavender's pretty face had not exactly been made for scowls and brow beating someone in his opinion, and for another he had not the slightest idea what he had done to offend either of those women.
Quite the opposite, he had fond memories of pleasing them both, consecutively though rather than simultaneously.
"I am?" He said, spreading his hands widely. "Why?"
"Don't play dumb with us," Parvati said. "You've been sleeping with half the castle."
"I really haven't." Harry said. Not sleeping, He thought. And not quite half the castle either.
Lavender frowned but Parvati continued heedlessly
"You know perfectly well, that I don't mean that literally."
Harry, of course, did know that but he was playing for time, trying to figure out what was annoying them. He racked his brains but nothing he'd done or said had implied they'd entered a relationship, let alone one with any kind of exclusivity attached. He knew that anything he could say in this situation was going to be wrong, so Harry decided just to say what he was thinking.
"You two can't complain about that! It was you, who put everyone else on to the situation. I certainly didn't tell."
"Well we certainly can complain about that." Lavender said, pouting. "You weren't supposed to actually go with anyone else."
"What?" Harry said. He'd been planning to say something more eloquent but that was all that emerged.
"Isn't it obvious?" Parvati said.
"No!" Harry said with complete truth.
"We told other people so we could lord it over them how much amazing head we were getting! There's not much point if you're going to give it out to everyone who asks!"
"How as I supposed to know that?"
The look that both of them gave him told him that as far as they were concerned that was a very stupid question.
"You two don't have any right to tell me who I can or can't… do things with." Harry said, flushing pink halfway through the sentence. He would have thought he'd be used to discussing these things now but he definitely wasn't.
"No," Parvati said grudgingly. "But…"
"But?"
Lavender was suddenly leaning close.
"We can give you some reasons to stick with us," she whispered in his ear.
Her breath was hot on cheek, but every Harry a shiver of sensation run down his spine and caused sudden tension lower down.
"Room of Requirement," Parvati said sharply. "At Ten o'clock."
"Don't be late." Lavender said huskily and she bit his earlobe lightly. Harry groaned lowly and then they were gone.
Harry was left: confused, bewildered and painfully hard.
-
Feeling rather nervous, Harry had arrived at the Room of Requirement a good quarter of an hour before the appointed time and was the first one there.
The room that came forth at his bidding was much bigger than it was when he'd been there with Padma. It had become decently sized circular room that reminded Harry of the Gryffindor tower dormitories. It had a sofa and a few armchairs but most of it was taken up by a large and well appointed four poster bed.
"This is nice," said Lavender, as she and Parvati entered the room at something closer to the appointed time. "Yes, this do nicely."
"Yes," Harry said. "Umm... for what?"
Lavender and Parvati exchanged amused glances.
"From the look of that, I think you have a good idea, already." Parvati said, nodding at the big bed behind Harry.
"Well, I… I didn't want to assume." Harry said and blushed.
"Why not?" Lavender said, grinning.
"Well you seemed pretty angry earlier."
"And so we are," replied Parvati. She stepped close and placed both hands on his chest, pushing Harry down into an armchair not too gentle. "But we decided how we are going to sort out this little… miscommunication."
Lavender pulled her wand from her pocket and pointed it at Harry. He gave a squeak as cold air rushed in over his suddenly naked body and shivered. Lavender had disappeared all his clothes and with another flick of her want they reappeared, neatly folded, in the corner of the room.
"We're going to remind you just who gives the best head in this school, so you don't go running off to any of those other cocksuckers again." She declared.
Simultaneously, they knelt between Harry's naked spread legs and gazed up at them. Even as she did so Lavender threw away the wraparound jumper she'd been wearing to expose that all she was wearing underneath it was a bra. Given the size of their breasts it was a solid thing of white fabric but it was festooned with decorative pink lace and still brought her tits together into an almighty cleavage. Parvati on the other hand was wearing a small peach coloured tight t-shirt that barely reached her bellybutton and stuck seamlessly to her breasts that meant while smaller than Lavender's, Harry could make out the shape of her erect nipples through the taut cloth.
"Oh.. my… god…" Harry said as first one and then the other of the witches locked eyes with him and licked a wet stripe up his cock from the base to the tip. His heart thudded rapidly in his chest and his cock grew rapidly under such attentions.
Lavender wrapped her hand around it and stroked, giving the tip a soft kiss that would seem chaste in other circumstances, while Parvati scattered kisses across the inside of Harry's thigh.
Harry groaned and gripped the arms of the chair hard as Lavender's full soft lips wrapped around the head of his cock as she engulfed him in the warm of her mouth. Parvati reached into cup Harry's balls and he gave an involuntary lurch upwards, pushing deeper into Lavender's mouth. Her crystal blue eyes widened slightly be otherwise she didn't object, she just sucked harder, bobbing her head up and down a bit.
It was a bit of a surprise but a welcome one when Harry realised they had not practised this beforehand it was a warm ego boost to thing he was the only one they'd shared. They didn't switch off gracefully, Parvati practically butted head with Lavender the first time they swapped place and Lavender didn't go willingly. Still a second latter his shaft was in Parvati's mouth, she didn't bobbed her head but used her tongue, swirling it over the head of Harry's cock. Not to be outdone, Lavender buried her face in his bollocks and started sucking his balls, kissing and licking each one in turn.
Harry moaned and gasped breathlessly under the dual assault on his shaft and balls, he leant back in his chair, and worked his arse forward to the edge of the seat to give them as much access as possibly.
They switched off more smoothly the second time, Parvati moving down to works his balls while Lavender engulfed him, his shaft disappearing into her mouth and edging into her throat, she and Parvati's mouths practically meeting in the middle and Lavender got near to the base of him. Her head moving in great long arcs.
Harry's grip on the armrest was white knuckled by now, he leant back, brows furrowed in effort to resist coming.
"Ease off, Lavender," Parvati said thickly, abandoning her attack on his bollocks. "He'll blow too soon."
Lavender didn't look like she agreed or possibly didn't care but she eased off as well, her mouth coming free of Harry's cock with an exaggerated popping sound.
They each took a side, bracketing his dick and licking it top to bottom in something like unison. His cock ached and twitched and leaked pre-come as the pair treated him like a lollipop.
Harry noted the contrast in their profiles: Lavender's features were softer and fuller, her lips were pink and her pale skin was also flushed pink, her long blonde hair hung freely ticking at one leg where she was leaning on him. Parvati on the other hand was dark of skin and eyes, which smouldered fiercely and black of hair that was pulled back tight in a plait shot throw with gold thread.
"I know what he really wants," Lavender said after a while, reaching her behind herself and whipping off her bra. She took centre stage now and Harry whimpered at the sight of large bare breasts, the broad pink nipples erect with arousal. She gave him a wink and then wrapped her breasts around Harry's shafted, squeezed them tight and start to move them up and down.
"No fair!" complained Parvati.
"You can get yours out to if you want," shot back Lavender but Parvati did not acknowledge this to Harry's disappointment.
Parvati found away to get her own back, every time the tip of Harry's cock appeared through Lavender's cleavage, she leant it and gave it kiss. Since this invovled sticking her face right in Lavender's tits it looked as good as it felt to Harry.
"Cheat!" said Lavender, but she giggled and gasped all the same.
It devolved into a competition after that. Parvati and Lavender took turns sucking him deep and fast, half a dozen strokes before switching off. Harry was panting and gasping all too soon.
Lavender was sucking him almost to the base when he went off and Parvati was just trying something new, she leant her face against his chest, while waiting her turn, kissing and sucking at it.
"Oh, oh!" Harry cried. "Oh Parvati!"
His hips surged upwards, his hands instinctively grabbed and held the head in place as he came, spurting a thick load of cum in a gulping throat.
It was only after he realised it was Lavender's blonde hair he was holding and Parvati's name he shouted.
"Ah," He said, blushing crimson and letting go of her. "S-sorry, Lavender, I-I…"
Lavender coughed and spluttered a bit holding up her hand but when she spoke she was half amused and half-rueful which was a lot better than Harry had hoped for.
"Well, that answers our original question I think," She said with a laugh. "I give better head, he just likes you more, Parvati."
Parvati did answer in more than a mumble and didn't meet anyone's eyes.
"Well anyway," said Harry with a cough to cover the moment. "I'll make it up to you. You can go first."
"Hell yeah, I'm going first," Lavender said enthusiastically. She hopped to her feet and sauntered over to one of the other arm chairs. Letting her skirt fall away as she waggled her round arse in his direction now wearing nothing but pink knickers.
She sat in the chair, slumped well down it in as Harry had been and spread her legs, grinning at him. Harry staggered over and knelt down between them. He met her crystal blue gaze and then confidently reached out and hooked his fingers under the top of her knickers and pull them down, she giggled and squirmed and closed her legs long enough him to pull them down and off and throw them away in the rough direction of her other clothes.
Then she settled down again her legs open again, her pussy between them; glistening and passion pink. Harry groaned and leant in, keeping his tongue flat and soft he gave a slow lascivious lick, letting it draw out in obvious enjoyment. Lavender mewled slightly and the taste of her washed over Harry. He murmured contentedly and set to work, lapping her up eagerly.
Lavender's giggles gave way to soft gasps and moans as her breathe quicken and deepened beyond her control. Harry let his tongue play over her, devoting attention to the head of clit, swirling softly over it before pressing close to lick her more deeply.
"Oh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, that's it" Lavender said, her hands to either side of harry's head griping and then releasing the arm rest.
"You should hold on to his hair," Parvati said. Suddenly her voice was close by, Harry hadn't heard her approach them.
"Huh?" Lavender
"His hair, just hold on and show him how you like it," Parvati said. "Trust me, he's into it."
There was a fondness in Parvati's voice, Harry found quite gratifying.
"I couldn't do that." Lavender said.
"Suite yourself. Your loss."
Harry had one hand stroking the insider of Lavender's leg, the first two fingers of the other hand pressed into her easily sawing in and out of her.
"That's it Harry," Parvati said hotly, close to his ear. "Lick her up."
Harry moaned and Lavender squeaked as the vibration went straight into her cunt. He licked more intently, pressing his mouth to Lavender's clit. Parvati's hand touched the back of his neck, stroking up and down his spine.
"You love doing this," Parvati started up again. "And you're really really good at it."
Lavender giggled.
"Well…" She said.
"What?" Parvati said and Harry heard a hint of genuine confusion enter her voice.
"I mean I'm not ungrateful but it's not like he makes more come or anything." Lavender said, though the effect was somewhat lessen by the words being forced out between gasps. "Really gets me going for the main event."
"You let him fuck you?!"
"You didn't?" -Harry felt a motion that he assumed was Lavender shrugging. -"Well suite yourself but you're missing out. And speaking of the main event." -She placed a hand on Harry's shoulder and he eased off. "I'm more than ready to get to it and we can't leave you unattended to."
"What do you mean?" Parvati said.
"Well, Harry summoned that lovely bed and I think we should use it and if you don't want his cock, neither of us needs to wait for what we want."
Harry quickly got what Lavender was implying and with a grin and a skip in his step he moved to the four poster and got on to lying down flat on his back.
"Fancy a ride, ladies?" He said lightly.
Parvati bit her lip and then slowly undid her skirt so it went the same way as Lavender's. Unlike Lavender though she wasn't wearing knickers, just socks that went up past her knees in the same shade of peach as her t-shirt.
"Well go on, then," Lavender said in amused exasperation. "We both know you want to sit on his face."
Parvati crossed the room slowly and then in a sudden burst of motion clambered on the bed and straddled Harry, one knee on either side of his head.
Harry suddenly had an amazing view of Parvati's pussy, smooth brown legs stretched on forever, bracketing his view and in between them her dark folds giving way to a stripe of smooth pink flesh. He reached back and up and placed his hands gently on her hips.
"Easy does it," He said softly as Parvati descended lower enough for him to give a lick. She tasted wet and sweet and she let out a soft cry and he licked her. He strained his neck up a bit to lick deeper into her and she moaned and responded by pushing down firnly, so Harry's head was pressed against the pillow.
His grip on her hips tightened ever so slightly and he start to lick at her eagerly, Parvati moaned audibly and suddenly she was leaking juice all over him, hot and ready and flooding Harry's senses.
"Oooh, he likes that!" came Lavender's voice, muffled and very far away. "He just went to like half-mast at least, three quarters even."
Harry didn't get what she meant, he just concentrated on pushing his tongue up hard and fast what did get his attention is when a hand grasped his cock and he suddenly remembered what Lavender said about both her and Parvati getting what they wanted.
The bedsprings were pressed down and Harry felt more warmth as his body was straddled again, this time his waist.
Harry's tongue slowed as the tip of cock was placed against something hot and smooth. Lavender might have said something though Harry couldn't make out any words. His was rubbed against something felt him pressing about bounce off something sticky and wet and then Lavender found the right angle because he was engulfed in wet tight heat. Harry moaned and Parvati, much closer to hand, gasped as vibrations shook her. His licking at slowed almost to halt though.
"Stay with me, Harry," Parvati said. "I need you here, sweetie."
As if remembering what she'd said to Lavender, Parvati was reaching down and started stroke her hand gentle through his hair, he started licking against and Parvati took a more active part, squirming and rolling her hips on top of him, pressing the right places against his willing mouth.
"Ooh! Yeah," Lavender said loudly enough to here. "That's it, he likes that."
Harry was surging upward with what little motion he could muster, pushing up into Lavender in time with her as she rode him quickly. She slammed down hard on his cock land squeezed herself tight around it as she pulled up again as if reluctant to let him go.
He could feel Lavender's hands on her legs as she rode him. He could just picture both women, riding him, facing away from each other, each intent on their own pleasure, squirming and moaning and pushing them down onto him.
His world shrank, overwhelmed with heat and pleasure and the taste of Parvati poured into her mouth. She rubbed herself over him now, working herself devotely to her own orgasm. Her hand still in his hair just gripping tighter and tigher as she got closer and closer.
Lavender's riding had become erratic as well, she came down more heavily and unevenly. Harry could only feel one hand on his leg and knew the other must be on her own clit, driving her over the edge in time with the others. She shook, Harry could feel it and then she carried him with him and he was filling her pussy with another load of come.
Parvati was last, panting and gasping as Harry bent his head in and sucked her clit directly but he hardly begrudged her the attention.
"Fuck, I- Harry!" She called. "Harry!"
And then she was rolling off him and collapsing at his side. She threw one arm over him and it was a long while before her body still and her breathing was under control enough to allow her to speak. In the mean time, Lavender crawled up the bed and collapsed on his other side, flat on her back.
Harry shifted to wrap his free arm around her shoulders. The look on her sweaty face was one of surprise but gratification all the same and she relaxed into his embrace as well.
"Leant your lesson?" She said, eventually.
"I'm not going out with anyone other than you two," Harry solemnly swore.
"Too right you're not," Parvati said fiercely.
With nothing more to be said, Harry dozed off to sleep.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Harry Potter/Lavender Brown/Parvati Patil
Word Count: 3,200
Content: Double blowjob, cuninlingus, facesitting, vaginal sex, threesome
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Lavender and Parvati remind Harry who gives best head at Hogwarts.
A/n: Grand finale to the 8th Year Oral series (comprising Six Of One, Half A Dozen Of The Other, Two Threes, The Hard Six, Snake Eyes and Seventy Minus One.), what better way to end than where and with who we began? (and nearly a decade later :0 )
- - -
"You're in trouble, Harry Potter!" said Parvati Patil, cornering Harry Potter after class one day.
"Yeah!" chipped in Lavender Brown. "Serious trouble."
Lavender actually topped this with an angry glare, Harry felt more confused than intimidated. For one thing, Lavender's pretty face had not exactly been made for scowls and brow beating someone in his opinion, and for another he had not the slightest idea what he had done to offend either of those women.
Quite the opposite, he had fond memories of pleasing them both, consecutively though rather than simultaneously.
"I am?" He said, spreading his hands widely. "Why?"
"Don't play dumb with us," Parvati said. "You've been sleeping with half the castle."
"I really haven't." Harry said. Not sleeping, He thought. And not quite half the castle either.
Lavender frowned but Parvati continued heedlessly
"You know perfectly well, that I don't mean that literally."
Harry, of course, did know that but he was playing for time, trying to figure out what was annoying them. He racked his brains but nothing he'd done or said had implied they'd entered a relationship, let alone one with any kind of exclusivity attached. He knew that anything he could say in this situation was going to be wrong, so Harry decided just to say what he was thinking.
"You two can't complain about that! It was you, who put everyone else on to the situation. I certainly didn't tell."
"Well we certainly can complain about that." Lavender said, pouting. "You weren't supposed to actually go with anyone else."
"What?" Harry said. He'd been planning to say something more eloquent but that was all that emerged.
"Isn't it obvious?" Parvati said.
"No!" Harry said with complete truth.
"We told other people so we could lord it over them how much amazing head we were getting! There's not much point if you're going to give it out to everyone who asks!"
"How as I supposed to know that?"
The look that both of them gave him told him that as far as they were concerned that was a very stupid question.
"You two don't have any right to tell me who I can or can't… do things with." Harry said, flushing pink halfway through the sentence. He would have thought he'd be used to discussing these things now but he definitely wasn't.
"No," Parvati said grudgingly. "But…"
"But?"
Lavender was suddenly leaning close.
"We can give you some reasons to stick with us," she whispered in his ear.
Her breath was hot on cheek, but every Harry a shiver of sensation run down his spine and caused sudden tension lower down.
"Room of Requirement," Parvati said sharply. "At Ten o'clock."
"Don't be late." Lavender said huskily and she bit his earlobe lightly. Harry groaned lowly and then they were gone.
Harry was left: confused, bewildered and painfully hard.
-
Feeling rather nervous, Harry had arrived at the Room of Requirement a good quarter of an hour before the appointed time and was the first one there.
The room that came forth at his bidding was much bigger than it was when he'd been there with Padma. It had become decently sized circular room that reminded Harry of the Gryffindor tower dormitories. It had a sofa and a few armchairs but most of it was taken up by a large and well appointed four poster bed.
"This is nice," said Lavender, as she and Parvati entered the room at something closer to the appointed time. "Yes, this do nicely."
"Yes," Harry said. "Umm... for what?"
Lavender and Parvati exchanged amused glances.
"From the look of that, I think you have a good idea, already." Parvati said, nodding at the big bed behind Harry.
"Well, I… I didn't want to assume." Harry said and blushed.
"Why not?" Lavender said, grinning.
"Well you seemed pretty angry earlier."
"And so we are," replied Parvati. She stepped close and placed both hands on his chest, pushing Harry down into an armchair not too gentle. "But we decided how we are going to sort out this little… miscommunication."
Lavender pulled her wand from her pocket and pointed it at Harry. He gave a squeak as cold air rushed in over his suddenly naked body and shivered. Lavender had disappeared all his clothes and with another flick of her want they reappeared, neatly folded, in the corner of the room.
"We're going to remind you just who gives the best head in this school, so you don't go running off to any of those other cocksuckers again." She declared.
Simultaneously, they knelt between Harry's naked spread legs and gazed up at them. Even as she did so Lavender threw away the wraparound jumper she'd been wearing to expose that all she was wearing underneath it was a bra. Given the size of their breasts it was a solid thing of white fabric but it was festooned with decorative pink lace and still brought her tits together into an almighty cleavage. Parvati on the other hand was wearing a small peach coloured tight t-shirt that barely reached her bellybutton and stuck seamlessly to her breasts that meant while smaller than Lavender's, Harry could make out the shape of her erect nipples through the taut cloth.
"Oh.. my… god…" Harry said as first one and then the other of the witches locked eyes with him and licked a wet stripe up his cock from the base to the tip. His heart thudded rapidly in his chest and his cock grew rapidly under such attentions.
Lavender wrapped her hand around it and stroked, giving the tip a soft kiss that would seem chaste in other circumstances, while Parvati scattered kisses across the inside of Harry's thigh.
Harry groaned and gripped the arms of the chair hard as Lavender's full soft lips wrapped around the head of his cock as she engulfed him in the warm of her mouth. Parvati reached into cup Harry's balls and he gave an involuntary lurch upwards, pushing deeper into Lavender's mouth. Her crystal blue eyes widened slightly be otherwise she didn't object, she just sucked harder, bobbing her head up and down a bit.
It was a bit of a surprise but a welcome one when Harry realised they had not practised this beforehand it was a warm ego boost to thing he was the only one they'd shared. They didn't switch off gracefully, Parvati practically butted head with Lavender the first time they swapped place and Lavender didn't go willingly. Still a second latter his shaft was in Parvati's mouth, she didn't bobbed her head but used her tongue, swirling it over the head of Harry's cock. Not to be outdone, Lavender buried her face in his bollocks and started sucking his balls, kissing and licking each one in turn.
Harry moaned and gasped breathlessly under the dual assault on his shaft and balls, he leant back in his chair, and worked his arse forward to the edge of the seat to give them as much access as possibly.
They switched off more smoothly the second time, Parvati moving down to works his balls while Lavender engulfed him, his shaft disappearing into her mouth and edging into her throat, she and Parvati's mouths practically meeting in the middle and Lavender got near to the base of him. Her head moving in great long arcs.
Harry's grip on the armrest was white knuckled by now, he leant back, brows furrowed in effort to resist coming.
"Ease off, Lavender," Parvati said thickly, abandoning her attack on his bollocks. "He'll blow too soon."
Lavender didn't look like she agreed or possibly didn't care but she eased off as well, her mouth coming free of Harry's cock with an exaggerated popping sound.
They each took a side, bracketing his dick and licking it top to bottom in something like unison. His cock ached and twitched and leaked pre-come as the pair treated him like a lollipop.
Harry noted the contrast in their profiles: Lavender's features were softer and fuller, her lips were pink and her pale skin was also flushed pink, her long blonde hair hung freely ticking at one leg where she was leaning on him. Parvati on the other hand was dark of skin and eyes, which smouldered fiercely and black of hair that was pulled back tight in a plait shot throw with gold thread.
"I know what he really wants," Lavender said after a while, reaching her behind herself and whipping off her bra. She took centre stage now and Harry whimpered at the sight of large bare breasts, the broad pink nipples erect with arousal. She gave him a wink and then wrapped her breasts around Harry's shafted, squeezed them tight and start to move them up and down.
"No fair!" complained Parvati.
"You can get yours out to if you want," shot back Lavender but Parvati did not acknowledge this to Harry's disappointment.
Parvati found away to get her own back, every time the tip of Harry's cock appeared through Lavender's cleavage, she leant it and gave it kiss. Since this invovled sticking her face right in Lavender's tits it looked as good as it felt to Harry.
"Cheat!" said Lavender, but she giggled and gasped all the same.
It devolved into a competition after that. Parvati and Lavender took turns sucking him deep and fast, half a dozen strokes before switching off. Harry was panting and gasping all too soon.
Lavender was sucking him almost to the base when he went off and Parvati was just trying something new, she leant her face against his chest, while waiting her turn, kissing and sucking at it.
"Oh, oh!" Harry cried. "Oh Parvati!"
His hips surged upwards, his hands instinctively grabbed and held the head in place as he came, spurting a thick load of cum in a gulping throat.
It was only after he realised it was Lavender's blonde hair he was holding and Parvati's name he shouted.
"Ah," He said, blushing crimson and letting go of her. "S-sorry, Lavender, I-I…"
Lavender coughed and spluttered a bit holding up her hand but when she spoke she was half amused and half-rueful which was a lot better than Harry had hoped for.
"Well, that answers our original question I think," She said with a laugh. "I give better head, he just likes you more, Parvati."
Parvati did answer in more than a mumble and didn't meet anyone's eyes.
"Well anyway," said Harry with a cough to cover the moment. "I'll make it up to you. You can go first."
"Hell yeah, I'm going first," Lavender said enthusiastically. She hopped to her feet and sauntered over to one of the other arm chairs. Letting her skirt fall away as she waggled her round arse in his direction now wearing nothing but pink knickers.
She sat in the chair, slumped well down it in as Harry had been and spread her legs, grinning at him. Harry staggered over and knelt down between them. He met her crystal blue gaze and then confidently reached out and hooked his fingers under the top of her knickers and pull them down, she giggled and squirmed and closed her legs long enough him to pull them down and off and throw them away in the rough direction of her other clothes.
Then she settled down again her legs open again, her pussy between them; glistening and passion pink. Harry groaned and leant in, keeping his tongue flat and soft he gave a slow lascivious lick, letting it draw out in obvious enjoyment. Lavender mewled slightly and the taste of her washed over Harry. He murmured contentedly and set to work, lapping her up eagerly.
Lavender's giggles gave way to soft gasps and moans as her breathe quicken and deepened beyond her control. Harry let his tongue play over her, devoting attention to the head of clit, swirling softly over it before pressing close to lick her more deeply.
"Oh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, that's it" Lavender said, her hands to either side of harry's head griping and then releasing the arm rest.
"You should hold on to his hair," Parvati said. Suddenly her voice was close by, Harry hadn't heard her approach them.
"Huh?" Lavender
"His hair, just hold on and show him how you like it," Parvati said. "Trust me, he's into it."
There was a fondness in Parvati's voice, Harry found quite gratifying.
"I couldn't do that." Lavender said.
"Suite yourself. Your loss."
Harry had one hand stroking the insider of Lavender's leg, the first two fingers of the other hand pressed into her easily sawing in and out of her.
"That's it Harry," Parvati said hotly, close to his ear. "Lick her up."
Harry moaned and Lavender squeaked as the vibration went straight into her cunt. He licked more intently, pressing his mouth to Lavender's clit. Parvati's hand touched the back of his neck, stroking up and down his spine.
"You love doing this," Parvati started up again. "And you're really really good at it."
Lavender giggled.
"Well…" She said.
"What?" Parvati said and Harry heard a hint of genuine confusion enter her voice.
"I mean I'm not ungrateful but it's not like he makes more come or anything." Lavender said, though the effect was somewhat lessen by the words being forced out between gasps. "Really gets me going for the main event."
"You let him fuck you?!"
"You didn't?" -Harry felt a motion that he assumed was Lavender shrugging. -"Well suite yourself but you're missing out. And speaking of the main event." -She placed a hand on Harry's shoulder and he eased off. "I'm more than ready to get to it and we can't leave you unattended to."
"What do you mean?" Parvati said.
"Well, Harry summoned that lovely bed and I think we should use it and if you don't want his cock, neither of us needs to wait for what we want."
Harry quickly got what Lavender was implying and with a grin and a skip in his step he moved to the four poster and got on to lying down flat on his back.
"Fancy a ride, ladies?" He said lightly.
Parvati bit her lip and then slowly undid her skirt so it went the same way as Lavender's. Unlike Lavender though she wasn't wearing knickers, just socks that went up past her knees in the same shade of peach as her t-shirt.
"Well go on, then," Lavender said in amused exasperation. "We both know you want to sit on his face."
Parvati crossed the room slowly and then in a sudden burst of motion clambered on the bed and straddled Harry, one knee on either side of his head.
Harry suddenly had an amazing view of Parvati's pussy, smooth brown legs stretched on forever, bracketing his view and in between them her dark folds giving way to a stripe of smooth pink flesh. He reached back and up and placed his hands gently on her hips.
"Easy does it," He said softly as Parvati descended lower enough for him to give a lick. She tasted wet and sweet and she let out a soft cry and he licked her. He strained his neck up a bit to lick deeper into her and she moaned and responded by pushing down firnly, so Harry's head was pressed against the pillow.
His grip on her hips tightened ever so slightly and he start to lick at her eagerly, Parvati moaned audibly and suddenly she was leaking juice all over him, hot and ready and flooding Harry's senses.
"Oooh, he likes that!" came Lavender's voice, muffled and very far away. "He just went to like half-mast at least, three quarters even."
Harry didn't get what she meant, he just concentrated on pushing his tongue up hard and fast what did get his attention is when a hand grasped his cock and he suddenly remembered what Lavender said about both her and Parvati getting what they wanted.
The bedsprings were pressed down and Harry felt more warmth as his body was straddled again, this time his waist.
Harry's tongue slowed as the tip of cock was placed against something hot and smooth. Lavender might have said something though Harry couldn't make out any words. His was rubbed against something felt him pressing about bounce off something sticky and wet and then Lavender found the right angle because he was engulfed in wet tight heat. Harry moaned and Parvati, much closer to hand, gasped as vibrations shook her. His licking at slowed almost to halt though.
"Stay with me, Harry," Parvati said. "I need you here, sweetie."
As if remembering what she'd said to Lavender, Parvati was reaching down and started stroke her hand gentle through his hair, he started licking against and Parvati took a more active part, squirming and rolling her hips on top of him, pressing the right places against his willing mouth.
"Ooh! Yeah," Lavender said loudly enough to here. "That's it, he likes that."
Harry was surging upward with what little motion he could muster, pushing up into Lavender in time with her as she rode him quickly. She slammed down hard on his cock land squeezed herself tight around it as she pulled up again as if reluctant to let him go.
He could feel Lavender's hands on her legs as she rode him. He could just picture both women, riding him, facing away from each other, each intent on their own pleasure, squirming and moaning and pushing them down onto him.
His world shrank, overwhelmed with heat and pleasure and the taste of Parvati poured into her mouth. She rubbed herself over him now, working herself devotely to her own orgasm. Her hand still in his hair just gripping tighter and tigher as she got closer and closer.
Lavender's riding had become erratic as well, she came down more heavily and unevenly. Harry could only feel one hand on his leg and knew the other must be on her own clit, driving her over the edge in time with the others. She shook, Harry could feel it and then she carried him with him and he was filling her pussy with another load of come.
Parvati was last, panting and gasping as Harry bent his head in and sucked her clit directly but he hardly begrudged her the attention.
"Fuck, I- Harry!" She called. "Harry!"
And then she was rolling off him and collapsing at his side. She threw one arm over him and it was a long while before her body still and her breathing was under control enough to allow her to speak. In the mean time, Lavender crawled up the bed and collapsed on his other side, flat on her back.
Harry shifted to wrap his free arm around her shoulders. The look on her sweaty face was one of surprise but gratification all the same and she relaxed into his embrace as well.
"Leant your lesson?" She said, eventually.
"I'm not going out with anyone other than you two," Harry solemnly swore.
"Too right you're not," Parvati said fiercely.
With nothing more to be said, Harry dozed off to sleep.
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Date: 2024-02-18 11:01 pm (UTC)Finishing the series though means I have to come up with original-ish ideas again (!!!)