Love Potion Number Nine

Chapter 7

As the curtain of his four-poster bed was pulled shut, Fleur joined Harry at Hermione’s side. The blonde looked down with pink cheeks and saw the brunette with her legs spread wide and her skirt hiked up. On her chest, only her white bra covered her perky breasts. Harry happily caressed each of her inner thighs with his hands. Hermione was breathing deeply and much faster than normal.

“What is going on, Arry?” Fleur asked as she inched closer to him. She had been having a hell of a time as she not-so-patiently waited for the day to end. She needed to be back in bed with him. Her body was practically demanding it. She had never felt that way before. She had never ached for pleasure from another person before. Her body had never demanded release. Now she was like a drug addict that hadn’t gotten her hourly fix. The withdrawal symptoms were beginning to set in. Fleur felt as if she would go crazy if she didn’t get it soon. Now she had another girl in bed that would possibly take away from her time with him.

“This is my friend, Hermione,” he said saucily. “Hermione, this is Fleur. Say hello,” he said cheekily as his hand rubbed her freshly shaved mound while his thumb dipped down and massaged her engorged clit. Hermione’s face was burning red as she set her eyes on the stunning Veela.

“Hello,” she said nervously before she let out a moan. Harry’s finger felt really good against her aching clit.

“ ‘Ello,” Fleur replied and turned to him. “ ‘Arry,” Fleur moaned pitifully as she rubbed her thighs together. “I must ‘ave you right now. I ‘ave been waiting all day, mon amour,” she whined while her lips became damp with need. He answered her by pulling her in and kissing her deeply. Fleur moaned into his mouth as he sucked on her warm and wet tongue. He broke the kiss and left her wanting more.

“If you need it so badly, then I suggest you finish taking Hermione’s clothes off. Then you can strip down and get on top of her,” Harry not-so-subtly suggested. Fleur huffed.

“But ‘Arry!” she groaned. “I need it now.”

“Then I suggest you hurry,” Harry smirked and groped her clothes-covered breasts. She huffed again.

“Fine. But only because I am in need,” she said stubbornly. Even so, Harry noticed that her movements were quite rushed. Within seconds, she was pulling down Hermione’s skirt as the bookworm sexily helped her by wiggling out of it. Hermione sat up and let Fleur reach around her. Her bra snapped open and was pulled from her chest. Now completely nude, Hermione flopped back onto the bed and waited patiently like a good girl. Harry would reward her later. He smiled as he glanced between her legs and noticed that she was subtly stroking her wet kitty.

Fleur opened up her school robe and revealed that she was only wearing a very short and sexy nightgown. Her robe was tossed aside, and Fleur didn’t even bother trying to entice him by looking sexy. She just grabbed the bottom of her gown and lifted it off of her supple body. Still, it caught his attention when her perfect tits lifted up with the material and dropped down once they were freed. They spilled out and jiggled as she pulled the gown from her head. Harry’s cock felt as if it was about to explode. She was about to untie her shoes when he suddenly grabbed her ankles. Fleur squealed as he pulled her legs, causing her body to lay flat on the bed. He slowly worked her shoes off while Fleur looked at him and bit her lower lip. He was moving too slowly. Her pussy was already tingling with need. As one shoe popped off, he let it fall over the side of the bed. When he slowly worked the other shoe off, Fleur had had enough. She reached down and spread her hairless lips with two fingers while using a third finger to rub circles over her clit. By her side, Hermione had copied her actions. All of the sudden, his little sleeping area was filled with the scent of wet pussy. He smirked with great satisfaction when he heard his roommates sniffing the air. Those poor sods were probably jacking off while he had two nude girls in bed ready for him. ‘Oh well,’ he thought. Sometimes life wasn’t fair.

Fleur mewled sexily when Harry pulled the socks from her feet. She watched as he held her dainty foot to his lips and peppered it with kisses. “Enough, ‘Arry! Please, take me,” she moaned and stroked the length of her sloppy wet slit. The color of her insides was a shade that he would never forget. He wondered if all Veela looked so perfect down there. He made it his mission in life to find out.

“On top of Hermione,” he ordered her again. She whined but did as he commanded. As she rolled over onto her hands and knees, Harry gave her exposed ass a hard slap. She yelped loudly as her full cheeks jiggled. Instead of being mad, she twerked her bottom and made her cheeks clap for him. Another hard slap later and she was climbing on top of Harry’s friend. He watched carefully as their naked tits pressed together. Their faces were incredibly close, and both were blushing profusely and breathing heavily. Harry moved around behind them. The sight before him was incredible. Two hairless slits were on top of each other while their clits were being pressed together. Both of them were drenched in pussy juice. Hermione’s arousal was dripping down and disappearing between her butt cheeks. Fleur’s was dripping down and pooling on her clit before dripping again, this time onto Hermione’s bald mound. He could easily tell that both of them were super horny. They were subtly beginning to grind their clits together to try and get some level of relief from their persistent horniness. Harry reached out and gripped Fleur’s shapely cheeks. Spreading them apart, he got a nice peek at her perfect, little asshole. As his finger tickled it, her cheeks clenched shut. Chuckling, he quickly disrobed and began stroking his cock as he got into position.

“So who gets it first?” he teased, rubbing the tip of his cock against Hermione’s clit which made her moan. He then moved it up to Fleur’s clit. By then, the horny Veela was trying desperately to rub herself against his shaft.

“ ‘Arry! You promised!” she whined as she bounced her ass up and down, making her slit coat the tip of his cock in her wetness.

“Indeed I did. Even so, I think that you should help take care of Hermione. Think of her needs. We don’t want to be greedy,” he smiled and repeatedly slapped his damp cock against her hard clit. Fleur didn’t bother arguing with him. The sooner that he was inside of her the better, she thought. Harry tilted his body to the right to see what was happening. He smiled cheekily when Fleur’s lips touched Hermione’s. Hermione gasped and accepted Fleur’s tongue when her mouth opened. He watched carefully as their lovely lips danced together. Harry had forgotten that he was supposed to be pleasing Fleur. She reminded him by rubbing herself against him. Rubbing the head of his cock against her damp slit one last time, Harry placed the tip against her wet hole and thrust his hips forward. He heard Fleur’s muffled moan as he easily sank balls deep into her. Her luscious cheeks jiggled slightly as his hips made contact with her wide ass.

The hot wetness that encompassed his cock as he slid in was incredible. As always, momentarily thought that her pussy was made for him. It perfectly wrapped around his shaft and clutched him tightly. Just pulling back slightly brought him an insane amount of pleasure. When his cock hit her g-spot before continuing on to her cervix, Fleur’s body instinctively clamped down on him and refused to let go. Harry was forced to hold her waist tightly and slowly pull back with her pussy holding tightly the entire way. When only the head was still in, he pushed forward and moaned in absolute bliss. Fleur shuddered and broke the lesbian kiss that she was sharing with Hermione. Their heads touched as Fleur needed a moment to recuperate from the intense flash of pleasure. Both girls lay there with their foreheads touching while breathing heavily. They looked each other in the eyes and blushed deeply. Both of them had experienced the intense pleasure of Harry’s cock. When Harry pistoned back in and Fleur’s cheeks clapped, she squealed against Hermione’s skin and began kissing her again.

Fleur was in heaven when Harry really began to pound her. Her body was being jerked back and forth, causing her hard nipples to rub against Hermione’s. The girls held on tightly to one another as Fleur squeaked and squealed and clenched on his cock. She was just about to cum when Harry teased her further by pulling out at the last second. “ ‘Arry!” she complained loudly. Harry just chuckled and used one hand to rub back and forth over their hard and damp clits.

The girls’ bodies bowed in pleasure when their sensitive clits were rubbed. Wanting to take things to the next level, Harry easily convinced them to get into a scissoring position.

“I cannot believe that you convinced me to do this,” Fleur huffed as she parted her legs and let Hermione squirm her way into position. Harry leaned in and kissed Fleur deeply.

“I’m sure you’ll enjoy it,” he smiled and squeezed her bare tit before moving behind Hermione. “Let me help you,” he told her. He grabbed her hips and helped her into position. With her legs splayed, they inched closer until their wet pussies touched. He could feel Hermione shudder as their wet and warm pussies pressed together. He saw Fleur bite her lip and concentrate as she started wiggling her hips as if to test it out. Hermione did the same. Soon, their hard and swollen clits were gently being rubbed together. The girls were breathing raggedly while their motions were becoming surer and more deliberate. They pressed in harder and mashed their clits together. Hermione took the initiative and started grinding hard against Fleur’s pussy. They threw their heads back and moaned like a couple of sluts. Harry ran his hands up and down Hermione’s taut body. He pinched and rolled her hard nipples between his fingers while he kissed her neck and shoulder. By then, Fleur wasn’t even pretending to be prissy anymore. She was massaging her tits while rolling her hips and moaning loudly. Hermione was doing the same.

Harry smirked and stood up on the bed. Towering over them, he began stroking his cock which was still covered in Fleur’s arousal. The sight of them was amazing. If he could make a video of it, he was sure that he could sell a million copies. Their bodies were shaking and trembling, and a loud wet sound of their pussies rubbing together filled the room. Harry watched it all while his hand was a blur. Suddenly, Fleur collapsed and began spasming. Hermione followed right after. Their bodies were bucking and their legs were opened wide, exposing their contracting pussies. He saw little squirts of pussy juice spraying from Hermione’s glistening cunt while her body squirmed uncontrollably. Fleur had turned face down and had her ass up in the air. She was reaching underneath herself and rubbing circles on her clit while cumming hard. Having seen enough, Harry groaned loudly, and cum spurted from the tip of his cock. Hermione gasped as his cum splattered on her chest and mouth. More cum erupted from the tip and painted Fleur’s upturned ass. He continued to stroke himself until both girls were covered in his cum. Harry huffed in relief.

“Hermione? Why don’t you clean up Fleur?” he asked, wiping the perspiration from his forehead. Hermione took his suggestion as a command and worked her way over to Fleur’s ass. Harry watched as his best friend began tongue bathing Fleur’s cum-soaked pussy and asshole. Seeing Hermione’s ass up in the air had his cock hard once again.

‘There’s no rest for the wicked,’ Harry thought as he settled behind his sexy, bookworm friend.