Prince of Magic (Commission Harry/Susan/Hermione)

Prince of Magic

Lord Harry James Potter, crown Prince of Magical England, sighed as he set down his copy of the mornings Daily Prophet. On the front page, was a large picture of him surrounded by the Quidditch team he owned, the Holyhead Harpies. Above the picture, in huge, bold text, was the headline, Prince Must Wed To Keep Crown. This came after the discovery of an old law that said a Prince had to be married in order to become King on his twenty-fifth birthday. Of course, the person to discover the ancient and forgotten law was none other than Lucius Malfoy. Ever since the Malfoy family had been run out of France six hundred years ago by the French magical community, they had been trying to get that power back in England. Being from a royal family, they could, and did, technically have a claim to being next in line for the throne after the Potters.

After his parents were murdered by Voldemort, leaving Harry as the last of his line, they had come perilously close succeeding. With Wizarding Britain in turmoil, the Malfoys had amassed a startling amount of support among the Ancient and Noble Families of the Wizengamot. Many were simply afraid of what would happen to the country without proper leadership, while others saw it as an opportunity to gain power for themselves. Fortunately, there were two things that helped the infant Prince keep his crown. First was the fact that Malfoy had been found to have the Dark Mark, a symbol of servitude to Voldemort. Lucius managed to escape prison time by claiming he was held under the Imperious Curse, but not everyone was convinced he was innocent, given what he stood to gain, should Voldemort have won.

The other thing that helped was Dumbledore, a longtime supporter of the Potters, and a man many considered the most powerful wizard in the world. In this case, however, it wasn’t his skill with a wand that saved Harry, but rather his mastery of politics. Dumbledore gathered all of the support he could for the young Prince, while at the same time calling for calm and rational thinking. He also reminded the Wizengamot of the reason why the Malfoy family had been forced to flee France in the first place. The Malfoys, as rulers of Magical France, had treated their subjects horribly, forcing the vast majority of the population to live in squalor, barely able to afford to feed their families while the King and his lived in the lap of luxury.

The final straw for the people of Magical France came when King Abraxas Malfoy, fearful of a raising political opponent who was calling for Democracy in France, had ordered him to be killed. Rather than just killing the wizard, Abraxas had the entire village where he lived razed to the ground and cursed so that no living thing could grow. Seeing a man they revered, along with an entire village of innocent men, women and children slaughtered on the whim of a King who did nothing to help his own people, they rose up en masse and attacked his castle. Even his own military turned against him, either by joining the fight, or by refusing orders to protect the castle. After a three-month long siege, King Abraxas and his family fled to England for protection.

In the end, it was a combination of Dumbledore leadership, and questions about Lucius Malfoy’s guilt that helped Harry keep his crown. Of course, that wasn’t the end. Lucius tried again and again over the years to take what he viewed as his rightful place as King, but none ever came as close to succeeding as the days following the murder of King James and Queen Lily. For his protection, Harry had been hidden away and raised in secret by people handpicked by Dumbledore for their loyalty to the Potters. On his eighteenth birthday, Harry finally, properly returned to Magical Britain to the jubilation of the masses. The entire week was filled with parties and celebrations in nearly every magical house in the country.

One month after his return, Dumbledore voluntarily stepped down from his post as interim Minister for Magic, content to spend more time at his school. While Harry was technically the ruler of Magical Britain, by law, he had to wait until he reached to age of twenty-five to officially be crowned King. In the six years since his return, Harry had made a point to interact with the public as much as possible. He attended Hogwarts for his seventh year and took his NEWTs alongside the rest of his classmates. In his time at the school, he showed himself to be an exceptionally powerful and intelligent wizard, achieving six outstandings in his NEWTs, and earning a special distinction for his work in Defense Against the Dark Arts. He also proved to a charismatic leader, as well as a formidable seeker, leading Gryffindor to its first Quidditch Cup in thirteen years.

During his time at Hogwarts, Harry met and befriended two girls that would become his closest friends, Susan Bones and Hermione Granger. Susan was a voluptuous red head with a seemingly perpetual smile on her face that caused dimples to form on her freckled cheeks. Her hazel eyes sparkled with an innocent joy for life that Harry found himself inexorably drawn to her. Despite the fact that she was in Hufflepuff, he made sure to spend time with her at every opportunity.

In his own house of Gryffindor, Harry had been dismayed to find one girl constantly being ostracized and ridiculed by the rest of the house. Hermione was a pretty, slender girl who spent most of her time alone, in the library. Often referred to as a bookworm, or a know-it-all, in a derogatory way, she was incredibly intelligent and curious about the things most of her classmates took for granted. Given how lonely his childhood had been, Harry set out to befriend her. Hermione was a bit wary of him at first, understandably given the way her house mates had treated her over the years, but eventually she relaxed. Over the course of the year, Harry, with help from Susan, showed her that there was more to magic, and the world, than what you could read about from a book. In turn, she taught them more about the Muggle world and how she saw things as a Muggleborn. By the end of their time at Hogwarts, the three of them were inseparable friends.

After Hogwarts, Harry invited the two girls to live with him in his castle, which was far too big and empty for his liking. Having his two best friends living with him made it feel more like a home than it ever had before. Hermione went on to work in the Department of Mysteries, learning about and exploring the very depths of magic, while Susan took a job working at a daycare, looking after and teaching young children. Harry, meanwhile, worked to make Magical Britain better in any way he could. He wanted to make sure no one like Voldemort would ever find support in Britain again. Dumbledore was convinced that he was entirely gone, and he was inclined to trust his mentor’s intuition. Over the next few years, Harry worked hard to improve his country, and in turn, became beloved by the people.

Glaring angrily at the newspaper on the kitchen table, Harry stood up and left the room. Everything had been going so well, and now he had less than a year to find a wife or lose his throne. Find a wife wouldn’t be hard, nearly every witch in Britain would be willing to if he asked. It was the fact that he was being forced into it sooner than he was ready for that bothered him most. The Malfoy’s were becoming a serious thorn in his side, but, unfortunately, there was nothing he could legally do about it. Harry set off towards his office, intent on writing a letter to Andromeda Tonks immediately. Andromeda, or Andi as she liked to be called, was one of the few people Dumbledore trusted to teach him while he was in hiding. Along with her husband and Amelia Bones, Andi had taught him law, history, and etiquette. Both her and her husband, Ted, were barristers, and he hoped they could find some kind of loophole to get rid of the law, or at least buy him some time. As he passed the library, he paused when he heard the familiar voices of his closest friends inside.

“What are we going to do, Hermione?” Susan asked in a worried, almost frantic tone.

“There’s only one thing we can do.” Hemione replied. “We both tell him how we feel and then let him choose who he wants to marry.”

“What if he doesn’t want to marry either of us?” Susan asked, the sound of her footsteps moving back and forth a short distance across the room.

“Then we be understanding and help him find someone he does want to marry.” She told her firmly.

“What if he marries someone who doesn’t like us? What if she doesn’t want us around him anymore? What if-”

“Susan!” Hermione yelled, cutting her off. “I know you’re scared. I am, too. But we have to do what’s best for Harry. He’s been through hell since his parents were killed, he’s had to learn how to run an entire country with everyone watching and criticizing his every move, and now this? I just want him to be happy.”

“I know, I do too.” Susan said sadly. “I’m just scared of losing him. I-”

This time, Susan cut herself off, and there was a few seconds of silence before Hermione spoke.

“You love him.” Hermione said in a statement, rather than a question. “I know, I love him too. It’s hard not to, isn’t it?”

The girls laughed sadly, and he could hear them sniffling back tears.

“It would be great if he could marry both of us, wouldn’t it?” Susan asked wistfully.

“Yeah, it would.” Hermione said in a far-off voice, as if imagining what it would be like. “We wouldn’t have to use toys on each other anymore, we could have the real thing.”

Harry’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped as the girls laughed. He had no idea Hermione and Susan were involved with each other, or that they saw him as anything other than a friend. Harry wasn’t a stranger to sex, having slept with more than his fair share of witches, but neither Susan nor Hermione had ever show that kind of interest in him. If they had, he would have bedded them in an instant. As they started speculating on which girls he might be most attracted to, Harry quietly walked back the way he came and headed for the front door. A letter wasn’t good enough, he needed answers now!

Several hours later, late into the evening, Harry returned home with a tired but satisfied smile on his face. Thanking the guards that had followed him to Andi’s house as they left to do their rounds, Harry entered the castle and was immediately pounced by two worried witches. A brown-haired missile slammed into his chest, nearly knocking him over the moment he entered the living room. He spit out several strands of bushy hair that ended up in his mouth as he hugged Hermione back tightly.

“Oh, Harry! We were so worried.” Hermione said, her voice muffled by his chest.

“Sorry. I had to go talk to Andi about what was in the paper today and it took a lot longer than I thought it would.” Harry told her.

Hermione pulled back, only to be replaced by Susan an instant later. Her massive breasts were squashed against his chest as he hugged her tightly.

“Andromeda, the barrister? What did she say? Is there a way for you to get out of having to be married?” Hermione asked rapidly.

Susan pulled back, gnawing at her bottom lip cutely as she looked at him expectantly.

“No, not really. The law was put into place to make sure the royal line continued. If I had siblings, or even cousins, I could get out of it, but because I’m the last of my line, I have to prove I’m trying to provide an heir apparent before I can take the throne as King.” Harry explained. “Legally, I could have a child out of wedlock and that would fulfill the requirements of the law, but I don’t want to have a kid just to get out of marriage for a little longer.”

“I’m sorry, Harry. That’s horrible.” Hermione said with a sad look.

“It’s alright.” He assured her with a smile. “I did find some good news today.”

Hermione and Susan shared a nervous look that would have confused him if he hadn’t overheard their conversation earlier. Knowing what they were nervous about, it only made him smile more.

“What’s that?” Susan asked.

Rather than answer verbally, Harry stepped close to Hermione, rested his hands on her hips, and kissed her softly on the lips. Surprised, she moaned into his mouth before relaxing and kissing him back. For several long seconds, their kiss grew more passionate with her hands threading through the back of his hair to keep him in place. When he eventually broke the kiss and pulled back, Hermione smiled brilliantly at him, her warm brown eyes swimming with happiness. Looking over at Susan, she managed to smile sadly at him, but her eyes were welling with tears. Harry mentally kicked himself for not explaining things to them first. Letting go of Hermione, he moved over to Susan and stroked her cheek, wiping away a lone tear as it fell. Cupping her cheek, he leaned forward, watching as her eyes widened just before their lips touched.

While she had looked surprised and a little scared before they kissed, the moment their lips touched she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back almost desperately. He could practically feel her trying to push all of her feelings into this one act, fearful she might not get another chance. He didn’t know how long it lasted, but he bet it was much longer than his kiss with Hermione. When the finally broke apart, both of them were breathing hard, and their lips were swollen and wet.

“Harry?” Hermione asked.

Turing to look at her, he was relieved to see she only looked serious and confused, and not sad or angry like he worried she might be.

“Sorry, I should’ve explained first.” Harry said, scratching the back of his next and feeling a bit foolish.

“Probably.” Hermione said, smiling at him affectionately.

“Well, um, I may have overheard you conversation about me in the library this morning.” He admitted sheepishly.

Both girls stared at him incredulously and blushed.

“You were eavesdropping?” Susan asked, horrified.

“Sorry, I honestly didn’t mean to.” Harry told her. “But I do have some good news. After Andi and Ted couldn’t find a way around the law, we did some more research. We found out that because I'm the last of my line, I can have multiple wives.”

“Wait, so you’re saying you want to marry both of us?” Hermione asked, stunned.

“If you’ll have me.” He said with a smile.

“Really?” Susan asked hopefully, staring at him with her wide, hazel eyes.

“Are you sure, Harry?” Hermione asked, biting her lip worriedly. “I mean, you can have anyone you want. I just don’t want you to feel obligated to be with us or anything.”

“Hermione.” Harry said, putting his hands on her shoulder to stop her nervous rambling. “There’s no one else I’d rather spent the rest of my life with than my two best friends.”

Hermione and Susan’s faces light up with bright, watery smiles, their eyes glistening with tears of joy. Wrapping an arm around both of them, he hugged them tightly and gave each a brief but loving kiss on the lips.

“I do have one question though.” Harry said, a teasing smile on his face. “When did you two start sleeping together, and how the hell didn’t I notice?”

Susan blushed a bright red all the way down to her neck and hide her face in the crook of his neck. He could practically feel the heat coming off of her face. Hermione blushed as well, but squared her shoulders almost defiantly as she answered him.

“It started a couple of years ago. We both got really drunk at Hannah’s bachelorette party and somehow ended up in bed together. Neither of us was interested in anyone other than you, so we would help each other out when we needed it.” She admitted. “We made sure to keep it quiet because, for some ridiculous reason, most wizards look down on bisexual witches.”

“Really?” Harry asked in surprise. “That’s pretty stupid. Who wouldn’t want to watch two beautiful witches having sex?”

“Backwards thinking, misogynistic wizards.” Hermione answered with a shrug.

Harry snorted and shook his head while one of his hands stroked Susan’s back lightly. Smiling down at her, he reached up to stroke her cheek, gently pulled her face away from his neck. Curling his fingers under her chin, he tilted her head up and kissed her deeply, his tongue slipping into her mouth. When he pulled back, he turned to Hermione and kissed her as well, his other hand sliding down her back to grab a handful of her full, round bum. She moaned into his mouth as he firmly squeezed her muscular flesh. Pulling back, he guided Hermione and Susan closer to each other, a playful, expectant look on his face. The girls looked at each other nervously as they moved closer together, their lips touching softly.

Despite their nervousness, it didn’t take them long to relax into the kiss, their tongue visibly dueling. As they made out, Harry ran his hands down each of their back where he groped and squeezed the asses. It was an incredibly erotic sight to see them kissing with abandon, their bodies pressed together as their hands roamed freely. Harry pushed his face next to theirs, joining the kiss. The three took turns kiss each other, and at times, all of them were kissing at the same time. His hands ran down their back to their asses, and he marveled at the differences between the two. Where Hermione was thin with firm, round curves, Susan was thick and soft, her large globe of flesh giving way under his grip. After a couple of minutes, Harry pulled back, a hand from each of them, and Apparated them to his enormous, luxurious bedroom. Given the size of the castle, he didn’t want to waste the time it would take to walk to his room.

The moment they were in the bedroom, Hermione grabbed his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. She and Susan stared hungrily at his muscular chest and ripped abs. Hermione hands seemed to move of their own accord, drifting up slowly from his stomach to his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles and causing them to twitch under her touch. Harry reached out and grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. His eyes followed the bottom of her shirt as it revealed her pale, flat stomach, up to her grapefruit sized breasts hidden by a powder blue bra. Taking a moment to drink in the site of her, he turned to Susan and started to remove her shirt as well. She looked far more nervous than Hermione, so Harry took the time to kiss her reassuringly as he lifted her shirt up, only pulling back when it reached their heads.

Susan had a thicker, curvier figure than Hermione, with massive pale, freckled breasts supported by a plain white bra. His eyes locked on to the huge expanse of cleavage peeking out of her bra, his hands itching to fell those huge, soft mounds. Susan fidgeted in place as he stared at her, and moved her arms to cover her chest shyly. Harry caught her hands and gently moved them out of the way while looking into her eyes. She let him move them back to her side, biting her lip cutely while blushing as she looked back at him with a nervous gaze. Harry moved his hands to her hips and pulled her close, a reassuring smile on his face.

“You’re beautiful, Susan. Don’t ever feel like you need to hide yourself from me.” He told her sincerely.

She gave him a pleased smile and looked away shyly, but happily.

“I think we need to help you relax.” He told her, then turned to Hermione. “Care to give me a hand?”

Hermione smiled at him and nodded, walking over to Susan’s side. Susan swallowed thickly, looking at them both nervously.

“Just relax, love.” Hermione whispered into her ear, before kissing her cheek. “We’ll take care of you.”

Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her passionately while unsnapping her bra and pulling it down her arms. Pulling back from the kiss, Hermione took his place, kissing her deeply while he looked down and stared in wonder at her incredible breasts. Her huge mounds were perfectly teardrop shaped and much fuller and perkier than he expected for their size. The areola capping her delicious mounds were a bright pink, perfectly round, and the size of a tea cup rim, with thick, pink nipples sitting erect in the middle. Even compared to the Veela that Harry had been lucky enough to bed, Susan’s magnificent tits were the best he had ever seen. Taking each of her breasts in his hands, her soft flesh gave way under his firm grip, the pale smooth skin bulging out around his fingers. Bending down, he wrapped his lips around her nipple, circling his tongue around the stiff nipple before sucking lightly.

Susan moaned into Hermione’s mouth, one of her hands going to the back of his head to run her fingers gently through his hair. Moving over to the other breast, he left her glistening nipple swollen and distended from his attention. Harry spent a few minutes playing with her breasts, glad to find that they seemed quite sensitive and that she was enjoying it as much, if not more than he was. Eventually, Harry had his fill for the time being and stood up, wrapped his arms around her thighs and ass, and lifted her off of her feet. Susan squealed in surprise and clutched his shoulders tightly as he carried her over the bed, sitting her down at the foot of the mattress. Pushing her to lay on her back with her legs dangling off the end at the knee, Hermione came to lay on her side next to her, while Harry stared undoing her pants.

As Harry pulled her tight pants down her thick thighs, Hermione leaned over to kiss her again as her hand lightly caressed Susan’s stomach and breasts. Once he had her pants off, He grabbed the waistband of her simple white panties and pulled them down her legs, revealing a thin line of dark red hair leading down to her taught pink lips, glistening with her arousal. The heat and the aroma of her excitement radiated off of her core in waves, causing his hard cock to throb needily in his pants. With how uncomfortable his pants were becoming, Harry pulled them off, but left his boxers on for now, leaving his rigid cock to strain against the front of his boxers. Once his pants were off, he dropped to his knees and spread her legs open to give himself room.

Running his hands up her smooth, pale legs, he kissed his way up her thick thigh, making his way slowly up to her moist slit. The moment he kissed her damp lips, Susan moaned and pulled her mouth away from Hermione’s to stare down at him in wonder as he teased her entrance with his lips and tongue. Harry had intended to tase for a bit, but he lost himself in the moment and dove right in, attacking her hooded clit with his lips and tongue as her taste filled his mouth. Susan moaned constantly under the assault, bucking her hips wildly while Hermione watched excitedly, caressing her body with a light touch.

“Oh Merlin, HARRY!” Susan screamed as she reached her peak, her arousal flooding his mouth and staining his chin as her legs clamped around his head.

Her body shuddered and writhed on the bed as pleasure overwhelmed her senses. Even as she squirmed wildly, Harry kept up his oral assault, alternately sucking hard on her clit and flicking it rapidly with his tongue. As she came down from her climax, her hands went from holding him in place to pushing him away, her core too sensitive for the continued stimulation. Harry stood up and wiped his mouth, staring down at her with a look of smug pride on his face. Giving her time to recover, he held out his hand to Hermione and helped her to her feet. Pulling her close, his rock-hard erection pressing against her thigh as he kissed her hungrily while reaching around her back to unclasp her silky blue bra.

Pulling it down her arms, he tossed it to the side carelessly as she continued to kiss him, heedless to the taste of Susan’s arousal on his lips and tongue. Trailing his hands up her side, his palms brushed the sides of her full, perky breasts. While much smaller than Susan’s, they were much firmer and filled his hands perfectly as if they were made just for him. As his palms rubbed her long, stiff nipples, she moaned into his mouth and ground herself against the bulge poking incessantly against her thigh. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he lifted her up easily and laid her down on the bed, her long, toned legs wrapping around him tightly. Harry bent over the bed, laying his torso on hers and grinding his straining cock against her crotch, groaning into her mouth from the pleasure.

Moving from her lips to her chin and then down to her neck, he kissed his way down her body until he reached her breasts, pausing to take in the sight. Her perky tits sat up on her chest even when she was lying flat on her back. Topped with pale pink, puffy areolas and stiff, red nipples, they looked perfect sitting on her thin frame. Grasping both of her breasts in his hands, he wrapped his lips around one nipple while pinching the other between the pad of his thumb and the side of his index finger.

“Oh, Harry.” Hermione moaned, closing her eyes to savor the moment.

Switching to the other nipple, Harry worshiped her breasts, kissing and sucking at them gently and lovingly. Soon, he kissed his way down her flat stomach, taking a moment to tongue her belly button and making her giggle before making his way down to the waist band of her pants. In short order, he opened her pants and pulled them down her long, muscular legs, leaving her in just a pair of pale blue panties, the gusset of which was already damp with her excitement. Pulling off her panties, he revealed her bald, wet slit to his hungry gaze. Harry kissed his way up her smooth, toned thighs just as he had with Susan, but Hermione cupped his cheeks and gently tilted his head up to look at her.

“Harry, can I try something?” She asked, biting her lip cutely.

“Sure.” Harry said, curious about what she wanted to do.

It wasn’t often a girl stopped him from going down on her. Usually, they demanded him not to stop. Hermione sat up on the edge of the bed and guided him to stand in front of her, his large bulge jutting out towards her face. Reaching up, she rubbed the bulge through his boxers with the palm of her small, delicate hand while staring at it in fascination. Grabbing the legs of his boxers, she pulled them down his legs, his hard cock jumping up as if it was on a spring to bob up and down in front of her, the red, swollen head pointing at her menacingly. Susan scooted over to sit next to her, staring at his rigid length just as intently as Hermione. Slowly, Hermione’s shaking hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft lightly, stroking him with soft, experimental movements.

“It’s so hot.” She said as if in a trance.

Harry stayed silent, allowing her to experiment with his cock to her hearts content. For a long couple of minutes, she tried different grips while turning him this way and that, looking at him from all angles. Lifting his cock up and pressing it against his stomach, she traced the large vein on the underside with her thumb, causing a drop of excitement to leak from his tip. She noticed it and dabbed it with her index finger. In a world of her own, she sniffed it, rubbed it between her index finger and thumb, and then licked it off of her finger. Harry’s length pulsed in her hand, drawing her attention back to the fact there were other people in the room with her. She blushed when she noticed Harry and Susan staring at her amusedly.

“Sorry.” She muttered embarrassedly.

“I don’t mind.” Harry assured her with a smile, stroking her cheek affectionately with the back of his knuckles.

Hermione smiled back at him and glanced over at Susan who had gone back to staring at his rigid length with a lusty gaze. Reaching over, Hermione grabbed her hand and guided it to his shaft. Susan wrapped her hand around him and stroked his cock with unpracticed movements, while Hermione gently cupped his balls in her soft hand. Harry groaned, luxuriating in the feeling of two girls playing with him leisurely. After a little while longer of exploring his member, Hermione leaned forward and kissed the tip, causing his cock to jerk excitedly. Both of them giggled at the action.

“It’s like a puppy begging for attention.” Susan said with a giggle teasingly.

“Well, he has been a good boy letting us play with him, I think he deserves a reward.” Hermione said teasingly.

Leaning forward again, Hermione wrapped her full, soft, pink lips around the engorged head of his cock. Harry let out a groan, fighting not to close his eyes as he watched her pull back, dragging her tightly sealed lips over his sensitive head. When she got to the end, she flipped her hair back behind her and opened her mouth again. This time, she went down even further, taking a couple of inches of his shaft between her lips before pulling back. Harry let out a hiss of pleasure as she pulled back, sucking even harder than before. He reached out with his hand, threaded his fingers through her bushy hair and massaged her scalp. When she got to the tip, rather than pulling off again, she pushed her head forward again. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft several times, move at a slow, sensual pace. Pulling off of his cock, she left the top third of his length glistening with her spit as a thin string of saliva connected her lip to the head of his cock for a moment before it broke.

“Am I doing okay? I’ve never done this before.” She admitted shyly.

“You’re doing great, Hermione.” Harry told her, smiling and stroking her cheek.

While it wasn’t the best blowjob he’d ever had, she was doing great for her first time. In this case, who he was with mattered far more than what they were doing. Hermione smiled up at him with a pleased expression similar to what she had at school when being praised by a teacher. Stroking his cock a few more times, she handed him over to Susan, who looked at it with wide eyes. Hesitantly, she took him in her hand and leaned forward to kiss the tip briefly. Pulling back, she looked up at him nervously. Harry knew she would need a lot more guidance that Hermione. Smiling at her reassuringly, he threaded his fingers through her dark red hair and used his hand to move her on to his cock. Susan relaxed and allowed him to guide her, opening her mouth to wrap her lips around his head.

Harry pushed her down until she had half of his cock in her mouth and then held her there for a moment, enjoying the sensation of her hot, wet mouth enveloping his sensitive length. Moving his other hand to her head, he gripped her lightly and guided her into bobbing up and down his shaft. While it felt good, she was too passive for his liking. Her tongue sat motionless under his cock and her lips were barely grazing his shaft.

“Squeeze tighter with your lips, use your tongue and suck when you pull back.” Harry instructed her. “Don’t be afraid Susan, you’re doing fine. Just relax and do what comes naturally.”

Susan followed his instruction, wrapping her lips tightly around his shaft, slathering his length with her tongue, and sucking lightly as he guided her head back. Hermione wrapped an arm around her, whispering words of encouragement into her ear while kissing neck and caressing her back. Gradually, Susan relaxed, her shoulders losing the tenseness he didn’t even realize was there until it was gone. A couple of minutes later, she pulled off of his cock, placed one last kiss on the head, and passed him back to Hermione. Taking his cock in hand, she swallowed his cock again, bobbing at a slow, sensual pace. As he watched her, Hermione closed her eyes and seemed to genuinely being enjoying what she was doing. Most girls were willing to give oral, but very few displayed a true enjoyment of it like Hermione was now.

Keeping her eyes closed, she seemed to drift off into a world of her own as she worshiped his cock, making love to it with her mouth. Holding him with one hand, the other on slipped between her legs to play with her moist slit, causing her to moan wantonly around his shaft. Harry ran his fingers through her hair, gently massaging her scalp with his fingertips as she slowly bobbed up and down his length. He wasn’t sure how long she kept at it, but it was long enough to bring him to the brink of a powerful climax.

“Hermione, I'm close.” He warned her.

Her only response was to moan, her mouth vibrating around his shaft as she continued working his lips up and down his length. Harry wasn’t sure if she heard him, but he didn’t have time to warn her again. His breath caught in his throat as he was overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure, his cock jerking hard in her grasp as he flooded her mouth. It was one of the most powerful orgasms of his life as huge jet of hot, salty cum rocketed from the tip of his pulsation tip. His climax felt endless as he pulsed again and again, sending numerous streams of cum rocketing into her mouth to splash against her tongue. When his orgasm finally ended, he nearly sagged to the floor, stars bursting behind his eyes. Pulling his cock out of her still sucking mouth, he stumbled to the side and sat on the bed to catch his breath. Looking over at Hermione, she had her head tilted back with a small strip of cum dripping down her chin, a look of ecstasy on her face. Turning to Susan, she cupped her cheeks and pulled her in for a deep, tongue and cum filly kiss as they swapped his seed. Harry’s spent member jerked, trying to bring itself back to life as he watched them pull back and swallow his cum, some of leaking out onto their lips and chins.

“Bloody hell.” Harry exclaimed, flopping onto his back.

Hermione and Susan giggled and crawled over to lay down on either side of him, their heads resting on his chest. Over the next few minutes, they spent time leisurely kissing and exploring each other’s bodies with their hands and lips. It wasn’t long before Harry caught his breath, and his erection had returned to its former glory, jutting proudly into the air. Hermione noticed and reached over to stroke him with her hand.

“Harry, I need you. Please.” She begged in a husky whisper, her deep brown eyes sparkling with need.

Harry smiled at her and sat up. Hermione moved to lay on her back with her legs spread, but Harry stopped her. She looked at him curiously, looking for an explanation. He merely smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her waist. In a display of surprising strength, he picked her up and rolled her over, laying her directly on top of an equally surprised Susan. Smirking, Harry grabbed her wonderfully round cheeks and spread them apart, giving him a perfect view of her dripping lips. Hermione gasped at being so lewdly put on display and looked back at him with wide eyes. Lining his head up with her entrance, he paused for a moment and then leaned over her back, causing her to turn and look at him.

“I love you, Hermione.” He said with a voice full of feeling.

Hermione gave him a brilliant smile, her eyes swimming with joy and affection.

“I love you, too, Harry.” She replied, her voice thick with emotion.

Harry kissed her lovingly for a moment before looking down at Susan who was smiling widely at them, clearly happy for her closest friends.

“I love you, Susan.” He told her.

“I love you, too, Harry.” She said with a watery smile, a single tear of happiness falling down her cheek to trail over her temple.

Harry smiled at her and leaned down further to kiss her lovingly as well. Sitting back up on his knees, he spread Hermione’s cheeks apart and pushed the head of his large cock against her entrance. Slowly, he eased his length into her, his wide cock stretching her tight, smooth walls as she surrounded him with her incredible heat. Hermione moaned deep in her throat as she was filled by a real cock for the first time.

“Oh god, you feel so much better than the toys we use.” She groaned as he bottomed out deep in her core.

“Hermione.” Susan said quietly, waiting for her to open her eyes and look at her before continuing nervously. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Hermione replied, leaning down to kiss her passionately and deeply.

Harry smiled as he pulled most of the way out before sinking back into her tight, wet heat. She moaned into Susan’s mouth before pulling back to catch her breath. Susan kissed her neck, sucking and nipping at the delicate skin of her throat while her hands teased her breasts. Rather than grope and squeeze as Harry had, she gently ran her finger nails lightly over her firm mounds, occasionally flicking her hard nipples with the back of her nail. From the way Hermione shivered and gasped, it was clear she was greatly enjoying it. Harry made a mental note to himself to use that trick later. For now, he grabbed her small, bubbly ass in his hands and spread her open to watch his cock invade her depths repeatedly. Gradually, he picked up his pace and really started plowing into her core, drawing more delicious gasps and moans from her throat.

“How does it feel?” Susan asked Hermione.

“So good.” Hermione panted. “He feels so much bigger and better than any of our toys.”

Harry’s cock twitched just thinking about watching them using toys on each other. He would definitely have to get them to put on a show for him some time. As he continued to fuck her from behind, he could feel her body start to quiver, and the pitch of her moans became higher. Knowing that she was getting close to her peak, he moved his grip to her waist and began slamming into her harder, using his grip to pull her back onto his cock with more force. Her body jerked above Susan with each impact, her perky, dangling breasts bouncing in time with his thrust as a needy, desperate whine left her throat. With suck a hard, fast pace, it wasn’t long before she came on his cock, her pussy fluttering wildly as she drenched his thrusting shaft with a flood of her arousal. Hermione squealed, her top half collapsing onto Susan’s pillowy chest as she was overcome by the intense pleasure of her climax.

Harry continued thrust through her orgasm, holding her hips tightly in place. Just as her climax started to wane, Harry changed his angle, hitting that special, sensitive place deep in her core. Hermione immediately came again, her pussy clamping down on him hard enough to force him to pause in his thrusts. She let out a high-pitched scream, muffled by her face being buried in Susan’s neck. When she relaxed slightly, Harry tried to start thrusting again, only for Hermione to jerk her hips forward and forcing his cock to fall out of her.

“No more. No more.” Hermione groaned, rolling on to her side and covering her pussy with her hands, panting as she trembled from the aftermath of her intense orgasm.

“Wow!” Susan said, staring at Hermione in awe. “I’ve never seen her cum that hard before.”

Harry smiled and shrugged, trying not to look too smug.

“Ready for your turn?” Harry asked, rubbing her thighs and spreading them apart.

Susan bit her lip nervously, but nodded. Climbing between her legs, Harry leaned over her, supporting his weight on his arms, and kissed her deeply and passionately. Putting his weight on one arm, he reached between their bodies, grabbed his damp cock, and pressed it against her entrance. Pushing in slowly, he sank into her welcoming core which surrounded him with an incredible heat. Susan gasped and pulled her lips away from his, her mouth hanging open as she was filled for the first time by anything other than her own fingers or a rubber toy. By the time he bottomed out, she was panting heavily, her chest heaving with every breath, and her walls spasmed around his girth. Harry eased out of her, and with a single stroke, she came with a quivering moan, her unbelievably hot walls clamping down on his shaft.

Harry eased up on his thrusting, contenting himself with just grinding his pelvis against her clit as she rode out her pleasure. He didn’t want to have her quit on him too before he had a chance to get his relief. When calmed down from her climax, he gave her a little longer to recover before he started thrusting again. As he did, he couldn’t help but stare at her chest and the way her huge breasts jiggle with the slightest movement.

“Merlin, your tits are incredible Susan.” Harry told her, leaning on one arm to take one in his hands.

Susan moaned as he thrust into her and groped her pillowy mounds. Remembering what she had done to Hermione earlier, he ran the back of his nail over her hard nipple, and tracing it around her large areola. She let out a long, low moan, her long nails digging into his back and leaving crescent shaped marks in his skin. Harry hissed at the unexpected pain, and unconsciously picked up his pace, his hips slapping loudly against her thick, soft thighs. When she wrapped her legs around his waist, Harry laid on top of her, hooked his hands under her shoulders, and rolled over onto his back. Susan squealed as she was spun and suddenly found herself on top of him, straddling his waist. Holding her waist, he thrust up into her, watching her massive breasts bounce on her chest in time with his thrusts.

Susan put her hands on his shoulders for support and began riding up and down on his cock, her wide, soft ass clapping rhythmically on his thighs. Harry felt his climax quickly approaching and did nothing to hold it back. He thrust upwards at a frantic pace, jack hammering his cock into her dripping core. Her breasts bounced and wobbled wildly as she threw her head back and moaned loudly, her face scrunched up cutely from the intense pleasure she was feeling. Huffing from exertion, Harry slammed his cock into her at a blistering pace, his shaft a blur as it moved in and out of her. With so much stimulation, it wasn’t long before he reached his peak. Burying his cock as deep as he could, he hands pulling her hips down hard as he tried to get impossibly deeper, he unleashed a torrent of cum into her core. His seed splashing hotly and forcefully against her walls seemed to be all that was needed to trigger her own orgasm.

Susan let out another quivering moan as she shook on top of him, her walls clamping down on his cock harder than before. As she came, a gush of arousal sprayed out of her core multiple times, soaking his shaft and balls with her fluids.

“Oh my god.” Hermione gasped in awe next to them, her eyes locked on to the point where they were connected.

When her orgasm eventually came to an end, Susan collapsed onto his chest, eyes closed as she panted heavily, on the edge of consciousness. Harry was winded as well, gasping for breath as sweat dripped down his temple. Lifting Susan off of him, he moved her to his side where she cuddled up against him, and opened his arm in invitation to Hermione. Smiling, she curled up against his other side, briefly leaning over to kiss him and then Susan on the lips. Just as Harry started to drift off to sleep, he made a mental note to send Lucius Malfoy a thank you note in the morning.