Horny Witches Ch 7 (Harry Potter) (Patreon)

Summary: Poll Winner: Harry concocts a crazy plan to fuck a whole group of Horny Gryffindor Witches all at once... All he needs to do is get past the staircase.

Chapter Seven: Lion’s Den

“Mmph..! Slrrrrp..! Mwuah 💋~!”

A soft pair of golden lips planted a big, wet smooch on the tip of Harry’s spit-polished cockhead. Like magic, it left a perfect mark of lipstick, which made the busty young woman giggle.

She licked her wet lips and looked up at him lustfully, “Haaah... W-wow... I-It really does stick... T-that’s so hot...”

Harry grinned down at the cute freckles of Susan, as she stared up at him with horny and submissive big blue eyes. Her delightful red hair pulled down her shoulders in luscious waves that fell down to frame the huge swell of her massive freckled titties.

“Right..? Veela cosmetics are so fun..!” Ginny giggled at her side, looking up at Harry sultrily as she slowly traced her tongue across her Gryffindor-red lips, “Got these in the mail from some special friends of ours~!”

His two redheaded sluts were kneeling between his spread legs, baring every inch of their soft, expansive boobs and their curvaceous, breedable hips. The only article of clothing between them was a set of House knee-socks that framed their luscious thighs. Black and yellow for Susan, and crimson and gold for Ginny.

The two of them were taking turns slobbering on his cock, getting acquainted like his girls should, by sharing his cum between themselves.

Harry reached down to grab Susan’s hair. The girl moaned erotically as she was pulled forward to choke on his cock.

“Gglllrck..!” Susan’s cute, innocent blue eyes went huge as his monolith member stretched out her tight throat. Then her eyes went hazy with lust and she started lapping at his shaft with her tongue while he slowly fucked his thick girth down her throat.

“Glllrck..! Gllllrck..! Gllllrrrrrckk...!”

“Haah...” Ginny’s thick, freckled thighs squeezed tight, watching her fellow redhead take Harry’s huge cock down her throat. She swallowed for the umpteenth time, mouth-watering with desire, “Fuck..! I can see it bulging your poor throat, Susan..! Morgana, that must feel so good~!”

Ginny’s eyes looked down with lust as she heard a wet, slippery noise (One that wasn’t coming from Susan’s throat.) She saw the girl’s fingers quivering like crazy, desperately schlicking through her soaking wet pussy. Ginny bit her lip. She wondered how the girl would react if it was her fingers instead...

“Gonna cum..!”

Ginny opened her mouth and leaned her head forward. While Susan’s lips were stretched wide around Harry’s girthy cock, Ginny lowered her face to the heavy, sweaty pair of cum-bloated balls. She buried her face in his wrinkled sack with an erotic moan, planting worshipful kisses on his heavy, churning balls like a good little cumslut.

She kept worshipping them with her mouth, massaging one fist-sized nut with her slender fingers, trying to coax the biggest, fattest load she could, just to see it BLAST all over Susan’s cute freckled face.

“Fuck..! Get up here Ginny..!” Harry’s voice came out sternly, making her tingle with excitement.

Then, like a good girl, she rose up just when she felt his powerful balls flex in her hand. She pushed her cheek against Susan’s the moment the girl was jerked off the tip of his cock. Then she stuck her tongue out lewdly, looking up at Harry with the playful excitement of a true cumslut.

The two redheads each reached out with one hand, grabbing as much of his thick, spit-soaked cock as they could and pumping him feverishly until he exploded.

Susan and Ginny, cheeks pressed together and tongues hanging out, giggled together with perverse delight as their faces were painted white by a thick, messy cumload.

“Haah..!” Harry groaned as his cock twitched erratically, shooting out thick, cup-sized ropes of cum until the girls were covered down to their tits in his spunk. Powerful, long orgasms like that felt incredible, and it always made him glad he took that ritual that magnified the size of his loads like that.

As he fell back, sinking his naked ass into Narcissa’s plush armchair, looking at the horny faces of his two cum-covered girlfriends, Harry let out a pleased breath, “That was incredible girls.”

He didn’t get a response, the two were too busy giggling to each other and cleaning the cum off their faces with their fingers. Ginny smirked naughtily, wiping her finger across Susan’s cum-covered glasses and plopping it into her mouth.

Harry watched the two with a stiff prick, already thinking in which of their wombs he’d plant his next messy load, ‘Ginny deserves it. She’s been such a naughty little minx, teaching Susan to suck my cock like a real pro... But then again, Susan was trying her hardest to take my whole length down her throat... Hmmm...’

While choosing between two of tightest, hottest cunts in the world, Harry sipped on a glass of expensive wine. In a bout of post-nut clarity, he chuckled as he reflected.

He was really grateful to Sirius. That mangy mutt opened his eyes to this new life of luxury. Just a few months ago he was nobody, shy, anxious, and honestly depressed.

Now here he was, butt-ass naked with two unbelievably hot babes sucking his cum from their fingers while waiting for him to decide in which order he’d fuck them. He made this choice in a private room in the castle, seated in a luxurious armchair while sipping on wine that was probably worth more than most wizard's monthly income. All while waiting for his busty new MILF wife to retire from her long day of teaching so he could show Susan what Professor Black looked like getting her fat MILF ass buggered.

Thinking of Sirius, Harry chuckled to himself. He reached for his wand and waved it once. His schoolbag floated over, and Harry reached inside. He pulled out a thin piece of blank parchment.

“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”

The Marauder’s map unfurled before him.

Before his eyes, a map of the school scrawled out on the parchment. Within it, the names and location of every pretty young witch that wandered the halls.

Claiming Susan felt good. REALLY good. He wanted more.

Don’t get him wrong, he LOVED fucking the Bulgarian cheerleading squad, and there was something incredibly perverse and exciting about stealing Malfoy’s mum in a Quidditch bathroom.

But there was something special about claiming Susan. She was one of his peers. One of the girls who’d become a woman here in the castle alongside him. Someone who’d known him as the quiet, anxious boy in glasses. Someone he’d quietly admired for her beauty from afar.

Revealing this new, lecherous side of him to her, breaking down that facade of a ‘modest’ and ‘pure’ young lady and bringing out the inner slut she hid away deep inside... That was exciting.

His eyes trailed down the corridors of the map. They settled in a familiar place. The Gryffindor Dorm.

Where ‘Hermione Granger’ was flanked by ‘Lavender Brown’ and ‘Parvati Patil.’

Harry grinned to himself, polishing off his wine. Susan let out a cute squeak as he pulled her into his lap, sucking one of her perky pink nips into his mouth as he mauled her heavy, cushiony breasts in his hands. His thick, twitching cock pressed against her naked thigh, dangerously close to her quivering pussy.

Knowing just what was about to happen to her once that fat beast slipped inside, Susan whimpered in his lap.

Harry, meanwhile, was thinking, ‘Hmm... I wonder what those girls are up to. Hermione was supposed to be back a while ago.’

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Gryffindor Girl’s Dorm

“Alright spill it!” Lavender Brown put her foot down.

Hermione smiled to herself softly giggling. She couldn’t help it. It was clear the girl was trying to look big, puffing her chest out but... well... Hermione’s head was filled with dirty thoughts.

After her sexual awakening via Harry’s godlike cock and bottomless libido, Hermione couldn’t help but think about sex. She’d hardly even gone six hours in the last week without getting her pussy filled. Even now, she was staining her knickers, eager to get back to Narcissa’s bedchambers so she could get thrown down on the Professor's bed and... Nnggh💞!

She licked her lips. It was Lavender who set this lewd spiral off in her mind. Hermione stared at her, eyes sometimes flicking to Parvati beside her.

Lavender huffed, “We know you're up to something with Harry. Just admit it. You’re never here when we’re going to bed, and we’ve seen you hanging off his arm in class and around the castle...”

Hermione stared, swallowing thickly. It was clear this was some sort of interrogation, but Hermione couldn’t take it seriously. Because every time Lavender stomped her feet... it sent those sweater-stretching TITS of hers jiggling and wobbling.

The other two girls probably thought she was deep in thought, preparing a careful answer. They wouldn’t believe what Hermione was actually thinking, ‘Mmm, just look at those TITTIES. God, they’re even bigger than mine..! Mmm... I bet Harry would love to get his mitts on those fat titties..! Heheh, maybe even bury his cock between them. Lavender could probably give a nice, snug titty fuck~!’

“L-look...” Parvati broke in a little softer voice than Lavender, “W-we’re not trying to grill you, Hermione... You’ve been so nice to us lately. We just want to know so that... we’ll have something to tell McGonagall! Yeah, that’s it! We’ll cover for you. Promise! So... will you tell us?”

Hermione hardly even heard her, ‘Parvati Patil... I KNOW Harry wants a taste of Hogwarts’ sexy Indian twins. Her dark skin would look INCREDIBLE sandwiched between Ginny and I. Heheh~ Harry wouldn’t be able to resist us together! And that ASS💞! Even I want to give it a smack. J-just once💓 Those thick, tanned thighs look so good beneath her skirt.’

The gorgeous Indian Witch seemed to sense something odd in Hermione’s gaze. She softly blushed and tugged her skirt down.

Hermione bit her lip, eyelashes fluttering as she looked between the two of them, “Mngh...”

Lavender Brown, the boldest Witch in their year, didn’t bother with all the pompous posturing of all the ‘pure’ Witches. She cared more about gossip and fashion than she did for being ‘courted’ by some stiff, prudish Wizard. Rather than waste her time with them, she was happier to pull the curtain on her bunk and practice ‘Vibration’ charms long into the night.

(Neither Hermione nor Parvati had the heart to tell her she’d been botching her ‘silencing’ charm for years, and they’d hear her panting and jilling herself all night long.)

The busty, ditzy blonde didn’t seem too aware of how huge her tits really were, stretching out her poor blazer whilst bobbing and wobbling from the slightest little movement. Hermione wondered if she even wore a bra!

Parvati with her thick, plush thighs and protruding derriere. Hermione had often measured her own soft bum against Parvati’s swaying backside when climbing the Great Staircase behind the Indian Witch. Back then, it was out of her own self-consciousness as a Witch. Now, she just wanted to SEE it. She wanted to flip up that teasing skirt herself and get a good, long look at the thick, tanned cheeks hidden beneath. Better yet, she wanted to see Harry rip that skirt right off and bring his hand down on that plush backside!

Hermione swallowed.

By now, the other two girls had gone silent. Half awaiting her answer, the other half staring at her... questionably. They finally noticed the way she kept wetting her lips, with a rosy hue on her cheeks. They started to understand that her half-lidded eyes weren’t narrowed in confrontation... but rather...

“You want to know what Harry and I are up to huh..?” Hermione breathed out softly.

“Y-yeah.” Lavender blustered, “It’s only right. We’re your roomies! We should know what you’ve been doing out of the dorm all night long!”

Parvati nodded in agreement but seemed a bit more withdrawn than Lavender.

Hermione grinned slyly, “Fine. I guess I could tell you... but it’ll have to wait for a bit. You see...” She slowly licked her lips, “I’ve got a hot date with Harry tonight.”

The two girls blushed softly, staring at the shockingly erotic look on Hermione’s face speechlessly.

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The very next evening...

“Nngh...” Ginny chewed her lip.

Harry admired how cute she looked with her blushing, freckled face. Her brow furrowed as she struggled to keep ahold of herself. He was hardly touching her, really, but by this point, Ginny’s sensitive body had been trained to react to the slightest little caress.

So, when he was grabbing a big handful of her plump, freckled booty, hand buried beneath her skirt, she was having a hard time keeping her mind focused.

It wouldn’t be so bad for her. In fact, Ginny would be eager to sit there and moan like a harlot, grinding her plump butt on his palm until he was ready to tease her pussy instead.

However... there was one little thing that kept Ginny at bay. And Harry, too, for that matter.

“Oi, Gin. C’mon, it’s been your move for ages. You don’t gotta think that hard about it.” Ginny’s brother, Ronald Weasley, sat across from them, chewing on some Salt Water Taffy and looking particularly bored.

“Ugh..! S-shut up, I’m thinking..!” She squeaked, flashing Ron an irritable look. She was leaning forward dramatically, trying to hide the fact that Harry had his hand buried down the back of her skirt on the loveseat.

“B-bishop to C-5!”

Ron snorted and rolled his eyes, “Lousy move. Knight takes Bishop.”

“Ngh..!” Ginny groaned softly, but not because her poor Bishop was shattered into pieces. She groaned because Harry’s fingers were teasing the thick crack of her ass. She shifted in her seat, anxiously waiting for him to start toying with her puckered backdoor.

Harry, meanwhile, was scanning the room, seemingly not paying any attention to the game... nor the redhead he’d been teasing for half an hour now. Ginny’s panties were ruined by this point... that was, if not for the fact that he’d vanished them quite a while ago, leaving her without knickers right here in the open common room. The poor ginger was blushing softly, keeping her knees locked tightly together and trying to tug her skirt down every few seconds.

The common room was quite empty by now as the evening went late. Most of the rabble had cleared out. Dean and Seamus had already turned in for the night, as had most of the House.

Harry’s eyes followed a gaggle of gorgeous, giggling seventh years as their swishing skirts headed up the staircase to the Girl’s dorm. His eyes focused on their swaying pencil skirts, hoping to glimpse something. His holly wand slid into his hand.

With a sideways glance at Ron, he rested his arm on the loveseat’s armrest, wand casually pointing toward the seventh-year girls’ backsides. Then, with an unseen smirk, he discreetly muttered a little spell.

He barely felt it tossle his hair, but a little gust of wind blew over to the staircase with a singular purpose.

Woosh

Silently, the spell worked its magic, without the girls even noticing that their skirts were flipped upward. Harry got a magnificent view of three of the biggest, softest asses in Gryffindor.

‘Two pairs of cute cotton... and blue lace. Nice.’ Harry felt his cock swelling in his trousers. He was already imagining sliding those knickers down their soft thighs and getting a look at the real treasure hidden beneath their skirts.

‘Soon..!’ Harry smiled to himself, twirling his wand in his fingers as the women disappeared up the stairs, ‘Just a little longer...’

“Ugh.” Ron groaned as his piece smashed another of Ginny’s, “C’mon Ginny, you’re not even trying!”

Ginny huffed irritably and pushed the chess set away, “Well, if you’re that bored, then forget it! I’m done playing.”

Ron rolled his eyes and shrugged, “Were hardly playing anyway. Alright then, I’m spent. Coming with me, Harry?”

“Nah.” Harry said automatically, “I’ll hang out down here for a while. You go on ahead.”

“You’re acting weird mate.” Ron stared at him, “Haven’t seen you up in the dorm once since the first night.”

“Must be slipping in while you’re snoring.” Harry shrugged carelessly. He had a strong feeling that Ron’s ‘suspicions’ were surface-level. He knew Ron wasn’t the type to dig too deep, so he didn’t bother to devise any excuse.

“Huh. Crazy.” Ron shrugged and took his lame excuse at face value, “Always gone before the boys wake up, too. Bed made and everything. Did you start some wild routine over the summer?”

Harry chuckled to himself, “Something like that.”

Ginny thought the same thing Harry was, giggling to herself, ‘Routine? Yeah~! Sleeping with his thick cock sheathed in a Witch‘s hot pussy.’

“Well, count me out of it!” Ron said dramatically, “You’re crazy for skipping that much sleep every day. Don’t know how you’re always so chipper at breakfast! You too, Gin! It’s like you completely changed over the summer.”

Ginny grinned to herself, ‘That’s what a good dicking will do to a Witch~! Heheh~!’

The common room was silent as Ron slowly hobbled off to bed. With a quick glance around the room, it appeared that, finally... the two of them were alone.

...

“Mmpgh💋! Mwuah~! Mmph💋!” In a flash of red hair Ginny had spun around on the loveseat and straddled his lap. She let out hot, horny breaths as she made out with him in an aroused frenzy.

Harry kept his hands on her meaty butt, mauling its doughy fat while wrestling her tongue into submission. The horny minx jerked up her skirt to grind her bare, naked pussy on his lap, moaning desperately as she tried to make herself cum right there in the common room.

He gave her naked booty a thick smack and broke off their hot, wet kiss. She stared at him with glassy, horny eyes, cheeks flushed with arousal and lips wet with spit. He stroked her pretty cheek and looked up at her, “Ready, babe?”

“Yes..!” Ginny moaned hotly.

She squealed with delight as Harry rose up to his feet effortlessly, hoisting her curvy body up in his arms like she weighed nothing at all. Then she mewled with disappointment as he turned and dropped her on her bum on the couch. She got back up in a hurry, following him off to the staircase.

The staircase to the Girl’s dorm.

Ginny stood beside him, chewing her lip. Her eyes were full of excitement, “Are you really gonna..?”

“That’s the plan.”

“But how..?” Ginny wondered.

Harry chuckled and took one step forward.

The staircase to the girl’s dorm was enchanted. It was enchanted so well, in fact, that even hundreds of years of male students passing through these halls couldn’t crack it.

All except for one very determined mutt.

The stair creaked beneath his weight... but nothing else happened.

“W-what?” Ginny stared at his foot, “How?”

Harry laughed at her, “Still haven’t figured it out?”

Ginny shook her head, holding his arm between her full, soft breasts.

“...even the Marauders couldn’t crack it...” Sirius’s notes had said, “... the map was child’s play compared to the enchantment on that blasted staircase. Oh, how I lamented! To think that the private chambers of so many busty young witches was right there! Just out of my grasp. Those stairs held the key to my happiness at Hogwarts! Sadly the other boys couldn’t be convinced to keep trying... but one day... I accidentally solved it... All it took to slip past the most powerful enchantment I’d ever encountered... was ‘borrowing’ Prongs’ cloak.”

Harry pulled the hood of his black cloak over his head... and when he did, he disappeared.

Ginny gasped, holding tightly to a now invisible arm.

“No way..!” She squealed, and followed the sound of creaking stairs as an invisible arm guided her up the stairs to the girl’s dormitory.

Harry didn’t understand how this Invisibility Cloak slipped past the ancient enchantment... but he didn’t care! He was just grateful that it did!

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“Don’t you feel like Professor Black was hard on us today?” Parvati said casually as she undid the final button on her white undershirt, pulling it open and letting it fall down her shoulders. She reached behind her to the clasp of her lacey black bra.

Lavender already had her beat, tugging a simple, cleavage-bearing tanktop over her voluminous white breasts. Then she wiggled her wide hips into a little pair of cotton shorts so small it left plenty of her shapely white asscheeks hanging out the bottom.

She fell back on her bed and groaned, “I totally get what you mean. It’s weird enough that she paired us together, but wasn’t she hovering over us the whole lesson?”

“Well, I admit it was a little stressful, but at least she didn’t get onto us as Snape would for ‘cutting ingredients imprecisely.’” Parvati said in a drooling tone, turning to Lavender with a mock-sneer on her face. She giggled as her bra fell to the floor, and her supple tan breasts fell free on her chest.

Lavender flipped over on her stomach, eyeing Parvati’s breasts with a little smile on her face.

It wasn’t too strange for Witches like them to get a little familiar with each other's bodies. After four years of frustration in Hogwarts, with no chance of finding a boyfriend to take care of their incessant needs, the girls learned to ignore certain activities in the dorm. And sometimes, if the girls got along well enough... they learned to help each other out.

Lavender and Parvati had long since outgrown any body shame they had for each other, and didn’t care if they had their tits out in the privacy of their dorm.

You could say they were quite familiar with each other’s bodies. So familiar, in fact, that Lavender perked up, staring blatantly at Parvati’s tits, “Hey..! Did your tits grow again this summer?”

“Heheh, is it that noticeable?” Parvati smiled as she brought her hands to her own breasts, slightly lifting up the round globes of tanned fat, “Mother thinks it's because we’re more experienced with magic now. Padma’s are even bigger! But... neither of us have you beat Lav!”

“Hehe~ I guess not.” Lavender smiled vainly. She propped her head up on her hand, knowing just how deep her cleavage was laying on her stomach with her breasts resting on the bed beneath her. Her heavy tits were about ready to spill out of her spaghetti strap tank-top.

“Ah!” Suddenly Parvati yelped, and grabbed her tits.

“What?”

She looked down, and started massaging the dusky brown nipple of her breast, “I-It felt like something just pinched me!”

Lavender feigned concern, “A sharp pain in your breasts? Oh no! Let me check for lumps!” She said, making groping motions with her hands and putting on a perverse smile.

Parvati rolled her eyes, “You’d love that wouldn’t you!”

Smack~!

“AH!” Lavender suddenly jolted and looked behind her.

Parvati snorted, “What was that?”

“S-something just smacked my ass!”

“...I’m not checking your ass for lumps...” Parvati said dryly as she started pulling a silk gown over her shoulders.

“I’m serious! I felt a hand!” Lavender said, rubbing her soft butt. She peered over her shoulder, tugging up the band of her shorts as if expecting to see a red handprint on her snowy white asscheek.

“Hand of what? A perverted ghost? They can’t enter the dorms you know, and even if they could, they wouldn’t be able to touch you..!”

...

Across the room, neither of the girls noticed the pulled-shut drapes of Hermione’s four-poster bed slowly shift.

Hermione herself had sectioned herself off for the night. The closed drapes signaled to the girls that she wasn’t interested in late-night gossip. She was lying on her stomach peering down at a book. Her soft, smackable bum was decorated deliciously by a flowery pair of light blue knickers.

She was absorbed in her book, eyes trailing across the lines of text quickly... but she still noticed a subtle shift of weight to her left. She jolted, and resisted the urge to turn her head. Biting her lip, she muttered silently, “Harry?”

She heard a whisper in her ear, “Hermione...”

“Mmgh.!” She moaned with excitement as she heard his voice, and felt a warm hand come down on her lower back.

Harry’s touch made her body tingle with excitement. She was feeling a surprising thrill having him sneak up into her dorm and climb into her bed with her roommates not ten feet away.

“S-silencing charms...” Hermione muttered in her excitement, reaching for her wand.

Harry’s invisible hand came down ontop of hers, preventing her from reaching it.

“No.” His deep voice in her ear made her toes curl. She felt his body rest on the bed beside her as he whispered in her ear, “No silencing charms... It’ll be more fun this way...”

Hermione’s eyes fluttered with lust, her body heating up in preparation for what would come next, ‘R-really..?’ She thought to herself, ‘H-he’s going to fuck me... right here in my bed. W-with the other girls right there? T-they’ll catch us..! T-they’ll catch us then they’ll see me... see me getting... 💓’

Hermione let out a silent moan, imagining the look on Lavender and Parvati’s face as they drew back the drapes on her bed and saw her face-down ass-up getting railed by Harry’s amazing cock. Her pussy was drooling at the prospect.

“O-okay...” She whispered submissively, looking over her shoulder.

Harry grinned down at her, though she still could not see him. He was the reason she was here, in her dorm bed, instead of waiting for him inside Narcissa’s chambers. He promised her he’d come nightcrawling. The thought of getting fucked in her dorm’s bed had her excited all day long. It was time to make good on that promise.

“H-how did you..?” She whispered harshly, her voice cracking as she suddenly felt his hands on her round bum, sliding her skirt up, “O-oh shit..! H-harry wait... I-If we’re gonna do this... I-I want to at least see you...”

Harry couldn’t deny those cute brown eyes and pouty peach lips. He drew the hood of the Invisibility Cloak back, and faded into view with a smirk on his lips, “Aren’t you worried about getting caught..?” He teased her quietly, but not quite whispering.

He’d gotten her excited for a night of risky, quiet sex in her bed, hidden just out of view of her other roommates... and that’s what Hermione thought was happening here. She was just as perverted as he was, and got off on the idea of getting fucked into her bed right next to her sleeping roommates.

Harry hadn’t told her his REAL plan.

“Sshh..!” Hermione let out a panicked whisper, nearly whimpering as he started to squeeze and rub the soft cushions of her doughy asscheeks.

He smirked at her, slipping his fingers into the thin band of her small blue panties and tugging them upward until they slipped deep into the crack of her plump ass. Then he started teasing her butt with his hands, digging his finger into the soft flesh until she started moaning.

Already his cock was growing stiff in his trousers. With her lying on her stomach like this, her fat ass practically naked under his palms, Harry was itching to grind his bulge against those thick cheeks.

“C’mere Hermione...” He whispered quietly as he climbed ontop of her, pressing his stiff erection into the crack of her amazing ass.

“Mmgh..!” Hermione moaned softly, muted by the way Harry leaned over her and silenced her cry with a kiss. He slowly started grinding himself against her soft, cushiony ass while heatedly kissing her soft, eager lips.

In just a few moments Hermione was red-faced, begging for more kisses with her tongue while quivering under him. When their wet lips separated, she let out a gasp, “H-harry..! P-please..!”

He looked soulfully into her begging brown eyes, “Tell me what you want Hermione...”

“M-more..!” She whispered, her voice hot and desperate, “D-don’t tease me..! M-my knickers have been soaked all night waiting for you..! I-I don’t know how you got through the enchantment but... I-I don’t care right now. J-just... fuck me... p-please...”

He stroked her cheek, rubbing his thumb against her lip. She whimpered and started licking it lewdly, eyes lidded as she silently begged to be fucked.

“You’re so hot, Hermione..! You make me crazy, you slutty girl... Tell me, if I give you what you want, and fuck this desperate little pussy of yours... will you be able to keep your voice down? Or will you start squealing as soon as I stick it in?” Harry said lustfully, dipping his fingers down between her squishy thighs to rub the SOAKED mound of her panties.

“Mmph..!” She bit back a moan, breathing hotly, “Y-yes..! I-I’ll keep it down, I promise..! S-so go ahead..! Give it to me Harry!” She said in a heated whisper, wiggling her thick behind to try to entice him.

Harry grinned devilishly, ‘I’m gonna make you SCREAM. Let’s see how long you can hold it in before the girls get suspicious.’

Hermione was already panting as Harry reached down to grab her thin panties and jerk them down her bare ass. He grabbed two big handfuls of her bum, spreading those delicious cheeks to look down at her quivering, soaked pussy. Then he straddled her thighs and fished his cock out of his trousers.

Harry leaned over her again, planting one fist on the bed while the other reached around to cover her mouth tightly.

“Mmgh.!” She moaned into his hand, looking over her shoulder with pure desire in her eyes. Her eyes were begging him, ‘Fuck me HARD💓~!’

With his palm over her mouth to muffle her squeals, Harry dragged his thick cock down the crack of her ass and primed it at the entrance of her tight, clenching twat. Then he pushed his hips forward, once again sinking into the snug velvet vice of Hermione’s incredible pussy.

“Mnggh..!” They moaned quietly in unison, Hermione’s eyes nearly rolling back as her cunt walls spasmed with delight.

“Cumming already..?” Harry chuckled in her ear, “Naughty girl. You seem more turned on than usual Hermione. Does it make you that excited, getting your pussy pounded while your friends are right over there?”

“Mmgh..! Mmgh..! Mmmmgh 💞~!” Hermione looked completely out of it, eyes rolled back in estacy as she moaned into his hand and trembled like crazy beneath him.

Harry relished in the look of delight on her face and the way her cunt squeezed his cock so tightly. He slowly started to roll his hips, digging deep into the clenching walls of her cunt and making her quietly squeal into his hand.

Harry had a rising feeling of perverse excitement himself. He wanted to tease his favorite little slut until she couldn’t keep her voice down. He wanted to fuck her hard, right here on her bed, and until the other girls recognized the smacking sound of Hermione’s fat ass getting pounded into the mattress.

The excitement of having risky sex, not knowing if or when the other girls would notice, was REALLY getting Harry wound up.

“Mmgnh..!”

Hermione too, with how easily she came and how HARD her cunt was squeezing him. Just one thrust to the deepest parts of her pussy made her squeal into his palm. All he would have to do is let her go and her voice would come out in a shriek, no doubt alerting the other girls to how she was getting her pussy plundered by his cock.

But... Not yet. First... he wanted to see Hermione lose her mind to pleasure.

With that feeling rising in his chest Harry roughly pinned Hermione’s curvaceous, fuckable body tight against the mattress and started slowly dragging his cock through her tight, convulsing walls in a slow and steady pace.

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“So...” Lavender laid out on her bed, speaking quietly to Parvati in the next bunk over, “What do you think is going on between her and Harry?” She said, flicking her eyes over to the curtain-covered four-poster of Hermione.

“Who knows? I mean, she said she had a ‘hot date’ last night but... There’s no way she meant... like that right? This is Harry Potter we’re talking about! He’s too busy chasing trolls and catching the Snitch to court a lady...” Parvati said dismissively, but something in her tone was doubtful. Because she had noticed the same thing Lavender had. All the Gryffindor girls had.

“Yeah but... Hasn’t he changed since last year? And I don’t just mean physically heheh~!” Lavender giggled wearing a dreamy look in her eyes as she pictured Harry’s new taller, broader frame, “He’s been like... really close to Hermione in classes. And not just in a friendly way either. I can practically see sparks flying between those two! When they look at each other or whisper lowly the tension feels... kind of erotic.”

Parvati’s eyes went wide, “Don’t be ridiculous, Lavender. What do you take Harry for, a gigolo? He’s the boy-who-lived! And he’s from a prominent family too! He’s not the type of wizard to do those kinds of things.”

“Yeah, I guess...” Lavender said depressively, pouting her full lips. She wasn’t the only girl at Hogwarts who secretly hoped the Illustrious ‘boy-who-lived’ was more like the raunchier books made for adult witches rather than the fantastical story-books of slaying dragons and vanquishing dark wizards.

Still, she liked to dream, “Yeah, but have you seen how touchy he is with Hermione? She hangs off his arm shamelessly! I even saw him hold her waist when they were walking down the corridor! He seems pretty familiar with Ginny Weasley too. She follows him around like a puppy outside of classes.”

“Hm...” Parvati shrugged, “Are you sure you’re not imagining things..? I think you’re a little too excited about this Lavender. Don’t be too disappointed when Hermione tells us this was all just one big misunderstanding.”

All Witches had grown used to suppressing their desires in public. So much so that they’d even fool each other occasionally. But out of all the Gryffindor girls, Hermione Granger seemed the least interested in sex. Always with her nose buried in a book, she rarely gave her dormmates the time of day, much less any boys. So it was easy to dismiss this all as nothing, considering how prudish Hermione had seemed for the first three years of Hogwarts.

That was...until this year.

Now, she was following Harry like a shadow, giving him all sorts of looks that couldn’t be disguised as anything but interest. Even only after a few days of school, Lavender and Parvati were quick to pick this up.

Now they’d confronted her about it, and Granger had put it off for the time, but it was only a matter of time before the truth came to light.

“...mmngh..!”

Parvati and Lavender looked at each other. Each of them with a furrowed brow and a slightly tilted head. As their gossip came to a momentary pause, the quiet of the room brought attention to... certain sounds.

“...mggh.. mmmmnnngh..!”

The girls stared at each other with wide eyes, mouths falling open. Then they both looked to the side, where Hermione’s bed sat in the furthest corner of the room, shrouded by closed-off drapes. They’d thought it a little strange when she closed them. Then they realised why.

“Oh my...” Parvati blushed softly, averting her eyes from the bed.

“No way..!” Lavender hissed in a whisper, “Is she..?! She totally is..! I KNEW she did it too!”

“Lavender!” Parvati whispered back, “Shush! What if she hears you!”

“I’m sorry, but c’mon!” Lavender looked at her with a silly grin, “She had me convinced for years that she actually didn’t masturbate! Now listen to that! She’s totally fingering herself!”

“...” Parvati blushed, twiddling with her hair as she glanced over.

“...nngh..! Oooh..! Oh yes..!”

Hermione’s voice started slipping out louder, and the two girls suddenly blushed as they stared at each other speechlessly.

“W-wow...” Parvati muttered, cheeks turning red, “S-she’s really getting into it...”

“Mhm...” Lavender said with her lips sealed, squeezing her legs together as she shifted uncomfortably on the bed.

Both of them started to feel it. They quietly listened to the surprisingly erotic muffled moans of their bookish dormmate. The same girl who’d never given them the slightest hint of hiding sexual desires in the past. Someone who’d only cared about academics, now fingering herself noisily just a few feet away.

Parvati swallowed and chuckled nervously, “I-I’m surprised... b-but I guess we shouldn’t gossip.”

“Y-yeah...” Lavender nodded quickly, “E-every Witch does it right? O-of course Hermione would too. L-let’s just go to bed.”

“Good idea...” Parvati said quickly.

The two girls quickly turned over on their beds, and while pointedly looking away from each other... closed the drapes over their own beds.

“Mmngh..!” Lavender laid back against her pillows, moaning softly as she bit her lip. Her pussy was burning hot, tingling with excitement as she slowly opened her legs. She tugged down the thin cotton pair of shorts and slipped her fingers down into her dripping, sensitive folds.

As she started teasing her pussy, she covered her own mouth with her hand to hide her womanly moans. At the same time, her ears were perked up, feeling perverse as she tried to listen to Hermione’s voice.

‘Merlin... she sounds so horny... I-I know I shouldn’t be listening but geez, Hermione... You know silencing charms don’t you?’ Lavender pulled up her tight tanktop, letting her milky white boobs tumble down on her chest. She grabbed one big handful of her right breast, moaning sharply as she tugged on her sensitive nipple. Her other hand buried two fingers deep into her juicy twat, stirring up her love juices.

She felt so dirty, listening to Hermione, the most modest girl in their year, jilling herself, but for some reason, that made it all so much hotter. Just thinking of the look of pleasure Hermione would be wearing right now made Lavender get herself off quickly.

She bit down on her bunched-up shirt while bucking her hips against her fingers, squealing quietly as she came fast and hard. Her knees knocked together as her tight walls clamped down on her fingers. She sat there deep in her bed, squirming in climax and moaning to herself.

“Mmmgh... G-god why did that feel so good..?” Lavender moaned hotly, raising her slick, sticky fingers to her mouth. She sucked her own juices off her fingers as she listened to Hermione’s voice rise and rise, getting hotter and hornier by the second.

“G-geez...” She muttered to herself, “Haven’t you cum already..? If you keep at this I’m gonna be fingering myself all night..!” Lavender complained, already feeling the itch start to rise in her pussy once again.

Straining her ears, Lavender started hearing a second voice start moaning quietly from her right side. Parvati was doing it too. She couldn’t blame the girl, not after fingering herself to Hermione’s moans... but now Lavender was worked up again.

She sighed and turned over onto her stomach, biting into her pillow as she buried her fingers between her soft thighs, fingering her eager, drooling twat once again.

...An hour later...

“G-god..! Y-yes...! F-fuck me..!”

Lavender moaned to herself, hips bucking into the air as she desperately fingered herself. By now, her fingers were stirring up a mess on her bed, leaving a pool of her sweet-smelling love juices between her legs while she squirted messily over her hand for the umpteenth time.

She whined pitifully, “G-god... J-just finish already, Hermione..! T-this is ridiculous..!” Lavender assumed she was the Witch with the biggest libido in their year. It was common for her to sleep in late and sometimes even miss classes because she’d been up late into the night furiously masturbating... but this time, Hermione had her beat!

She wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore. She wasn’t quite screaming, but her voice had gotten loud enough to carry clear across the room. There was no disguising what she was up to in her bed.

Lavender huffed to herself, sweating in her own bed. Her heavy, creamy white breasts slowly wobbled as she worked her hand between her legs. Finally, when her last powerful climax slowly tapered off, she licked her fingers clean and huffed, “F-fine..!”

She slowly tugged her cotton shorts back up her legs, not caring to bother with her soiled knickers, and tugged her tight tanktop back down over her huge boobs. The she climbed out of her bed, face-flushed from the long hour of schlicking herself silly.

She got to her feet with a huff, a gleam in her eyes as she looked at Hermione’s bed. She felt a little bad for this. Hermione had never disturbed them in all the previous three years they’d bunked together... but maybe a little embarrassment would remind the girl to silence her bed next time.

Lavender stomped over to Hermione’s bed... and drew back the curtain.

“Can you keep it... down..?” Lavender’s bitching voice fell quiet instantly.

Hermione was there, naked and sweaty as Lavender expected... but she was not alone. The bookish girl’s face was warped in pure ecstasy. Her brows furrowed and a dumb smile on her face as she trembled through another powerful climax. Her heavy, milky breasts were softly wobbling on her chest as she laid back on the back. Her round boobs jostled by the strong hips slowly and quietly pistoning into hers.

Lavender’s mouth fell open as her eyes slowly trailed down Hermione’s navel... just in time to see her soaking pink folds spray another squirting climax all over the thick, massive COCK stretching her twat open obscenely.

Her brain froze there for several seconds, failing to rationalize the utterly obscene slab of meat pounding into Hermione’s flushed pussy lips. She’d never seen a cock before, the best she’d seen was a plastic muggle toy her mother showed her for ‘comparison’ while explaining the ‘taboos’ of sex to her for the first time. And that was tiny compared to the girthy, veiny beast splitting Hermione apart!

With a sharp realization Lavender’s eyes jerked up. She caught just a glimpse of a sculpted, chiseled physique. Powerful, firm abs flexed tight as his hips rolled against Hermione’s, then a pair of thick, strong arms holding Hermione’s squishy soft thighs up in the air... and finally... a pair of gleaming emerald eyes, and a mop of dark black hair.

‘H-harry..!’ She suddenly trembled, taking a step back. The revelation of a man managing to slip inside their dorm brought a spike of fear to her heart, especially seeing what this man’s thick cock was doing to Hermione. But once she recognized this man as Harry Potter... that feeling changed.

“Haah...” Lavender let out a hot breath, feeling her legs squeeze together and her toes curl as she stared wide-eyed at the naked, deliciously chiseled chest of Harry Potter. Then her eyes looked down again as she started drooling over the biggest, fattest COCK she’d ever imagined. She’d always hoped that little plastic toy her mother showed her was small compared to a real wizard’s cock... but seeing Harry’s obscene girth had shocked her speechless.

“...Morgana...” She whispered to herself.

“Finally..!” Harry grunted.

“E-eh..?” Lavender’s up and she recoiled. Harry was looking at her with a smug grin that made her cheeks burn hot.

“Thank god, you finally noticed..!” He muttered lowly so she couldn’t hear, then raised his voice, “Now I can REALLY give it to you, horny slut..!” He said roughly then squeezed Hermione’s soft thighs tight with his fingers.

Whap whap whap whap~!

Harry’s hips swung forward as he pistoned his thick cock into Hermione’s gushing cunt. Her thick, soft thighs held straight up in the air, jiggled with a meaty smack as Harry’s hips pounded against them with how hard he started to fuck her.

“Nnngghh..! O-Oh fuck..! W-wait..! S-stop, Harry..! T-they’ll hear you..!”

Lavender looked down, seeing Hermione’s eyes squeezed shut as the girl bunched up the sheets in her palms, holding on for dear life while she was fucked hard right there in front of her.

Harry’s voice came out in a deep chuckle, “Still haven’t noticed dear..? It’s too late to worry about that...”

“W-what..?” Hermione’s eyes fluttered open and then went wide, whipping over to the side to meet Lavender’s speechless gaze.

“W-wha...” Her voice squeaked in a quiet whimper, then she shrieked, “O-ooooohh..! Oh god..! H-harry~! S-she’s watching us..! Oh fuck..!” Hermione started trembling, her cunt squeezing down like a vice as she came like a fountain. The shock of getting caught with her cunt stretched open by Harry’s cock made her eyes roll back as she squealed in climax.

“Harrrryy~!”

“Oh my god...” Lavender watched as her face warped with erotic pleasure, and Harry just kept pounding her soaked pussy like a beast.

“That’s it..!” Harry suddenly jerked her legs forwarding, folding her in half while pushing his weight into her, using all his strength to slam his cock as hard as he could into her spasming twat. He reached forward, sealing a strong hand over her mouth to silence her loud scream, “They’re watching you, Hermione! Watching you get fucked like a bitch..!

That was the thing that set her off like a firecracker. He had to silence her piercing squeal with a hot kiss as her pussy started spasming in the hardest climax she’d had in a while.

Then he buried his cock deep in her cunt to pump it full of his thick baby-batter. Her spasming walls milked his cock for every last drop of his seed. Her tight walls greedily drank it all up, until her pussy was packed to capacity, her trim, tight belly slightly bloating like an inflated balloon with just how much cum he pumped into her womb.

Harry sucked on her tongue while she quivered beneath his muscular frame, body rocked by an unbelievable climax. When he finally let her wet lips go and pulled back, he chuckled. Her eyes were rolled back in her head, and they slowly fluttered and closed. She was passed out from the pleasure.

He withdrew his cum-soaked cock from her clamping twat. Then he turned his eyes to Lavender.

“U-uhm...” Lavender swallowed thickly, glancing down at the creamy cum dripping from the tip of his cock, and gushing out of Hermione’s red, pounded cunt, “D-did you... cum inside her..?”

Lavender swallowed again, wiping the drool from her lips as she imagined just how much CUM he’d flooded Hermione’s womb with. He didn’t seem to care at all if he knocked her up. Maybe, Lavender wondered, that's what was happening here. Hermione was getting impregnated. Bred by a thick, heavy-looking cock in hot, steamy, hip-smacking SEX 💞.

It made Lavender dizzy. Her legs felt like jelly, about to give out on her.

“Of course..!” Harry smirked with a little chuckle, “She’d be miffed if I didn’t.”

“W-what..?” Lavender gasped, taking a step back.

Harry chuckled again, looking straight into her eyes as he brought a hand down to smack Hermione’s thick thigh, “She’s a bit addicted to creampies. Usually, she’ll lock her legs around my waist so I couldn’t pull out even if I wanted to. I have to keep her womb stuffed with cum or she gets a little prissy you see...”

“B-but... w-wha...” Lavender struggled to get her words together, face burning bright, “B-but what if she gets pregnant?”

“Well, if she’s not already...” Harry shrugged carelessly, patting her cum-swollen belly, “Then I need to get my balls checked. I’m not worried about it, though. There’s a spell to check your fertility, you see, and well...” Harry chuckled and gave her a meaningful look, “I’m pretty sure she got knocked up the first time.”

Lavender felt a twinge in her womb. She was thinking dangerous thoughts... wondering what it would feel like getting PUMPED full of cum like that, ‘N-no..! W-what are you thinking..?! Y-you’re still in Hogwarts Lavender..! D-do they even allow pregnant Witches? I-if they DO t-then... w-wait stop thinking like that..!’

She wrestled with her own traitorous thoughts. Already her lust-addled brain was thinking of ways to get a taste of Hermione’s boyfriend. She wondered if he was really that horny, if Harry would be seduced by her boobs, or at the very least give her a taste of that thick, musky cock if she went down on her knees.

‘N-no..!’ She tried to shake those thoughts out of her head, ‘I-I can’t steal Hermione’s boyfriend.! I’m not THAT pathetic...’ But as she thought that, a wave of depression sank into her heart, ‘Too bad..! Hermione probably landed the only guy in the castle who’ll give me the kind of DICKING I’ve been dreaming about..! God... if only he wasn’t taken... I’d let him cum inside too💓’

Just as she was thinking that, she felt a hand on her shoulder.

Lavender jolted, cheeks flushed as Harry in all his muscled, naked glory was standing right in front of her. She felt something HOT and HUGE prodding her stomach and looked down.

“Haaah...” She stared drooling again, seeing the curve of Harry’s huge, stiff prick prodding her belly, arcing high enough to cover her belly button, like it was showing her just how DEEP it’d reach in her cunt.

She flicked her gaze up to meet his. He was smiling at her.

“You look sexy tonight Lavender... Your skin’s flushed,” He said, stroking her cheek, “What were you doing before you barged into our little romp?”

“U-uhm..!” Lavender’s words caught in her throat as she started freaking out, ‘Oh my god..! H-he totally heard me..! I-If I could hear Hermione moaning like a slut then he could totally hear me too..! God he probably thinks I’m some kind of-‘

“!!!” Lavender squealed as she suddenly felt something warm slip down her shorts.

Harry’s fingers slowly slipped past her small bush of neatly trimmed hair to slide into her soaking wet folds, “Hahah. I was right, wasn’t I? You were fingering yourself... naughty girl.”

Lavender let out a whimper, ‘Holy shit..! H-he’s touching me down there..! H-harry Potter is fingering me..! W-what do I do?! H-he’s Hermione’s boyfriend..! B-but... O-oh god that feels so good..! I-I’m so fucking sensitive right now..! S-she’s passed out right..? M-maybe I can...’

While her thoughts were spiraling down in lustful turmoil, Harry pulled his fingers free. Bringing them up between their faces, they both looked at the stringy juices sticking between them. Harry met Lavender’s eyes and smirked... then pushed his fingers forward.

“Mmgh... Mwauh💞” Lavender looked at him with lidded, submissive eyes, obediently sucking her own sticky love juices from his fingers without noise of complaint.

“Good girl.” He said in a low growl that made her legs squeeze together.

Then he smiled at her, bringing his thumb to play with her lower lip, “Want to have some real fun?”

“Mngh...”

...

Lavender looked so sexy standing in front of him. Harry never really took the time to admire the girls in his year. Any girls he did admire from afar in the previous years were usually older students. Penelope Clearwater, the sweet, friendly Ravenclaw prefect, who he’d often seen quietly studying in the library. And Cho Chang, a very pretty Asian Witch, he’d had the opportunity to chase around the Quidditch Pitch after the Snitch.

But now he couldn’t believe he’d missed Lavender’s charm. She was really gorgeous. She had dark blonde hair braided into a cute style with charming, playful blue eyes. She was vain, and always wore more makeup than the average Witch. He’d also heard she was quite the flirt. Which, for a Witch in this society, was a ‘horrid’ thing. He’d heard some, not-very-nice things said about Lavender by the boys of his year. While he had always thought she was too much to handle. When he was shy and soft-spoken, a playful, flirty girl like him would make him cower like a mouse.

But now...

She seemed like such a good time.

A pervy, adventurous girl who’d schlicked herself to the sound of her dormmate’s moaning, while not bothering to throw up a silencing charm herself. Just looking at her plump milky white breasts squeezed tight in her small little top was such a glorious view. In sheer size, her enormous boobs would only lose out to Susan in their year, squeezed together so snugly they looked ready to split that top in half.

Her bottom half was practically naked, wearing a slutty pair of cotton shorts so small they might as well be knickers. Looking down past her shelf of tits, he could see the start of a neatly trimmed bush peeking out, her shorts dipped so low. Her long, sexy legs were completely bare. All in all, it was a scandalous outfit that no ‘pure witch’ would ever be caught dead wearing... but Lavender rocked it proudly.

Here she was, standing before him dressed in this slutty little outfit, looking at him like she’d obey his every command. From her cheeks down to her collarbone her skin was still flushed and lightly glistening with sweat. Harry could smell a lewd scent wafting from her body like a pheromone. An enticing, thick pheromone of an aroused, fertile young Witch, desperate to be fucked.

His cock throbbed dangerously against her belly, like it was already trying to get to her womb.

“Y-you’re not..! Y-you’re not serious, right..?! L-Lavender..!” A panicked voice came from the other side of the room.

Harry smiled at her. Parvati was peeking through the curtains over her own bed, covering herself with a silk sheet. Harry could still spy the abundant tanned flesh of her boobs, squeezing out the sides, teasing him with a glimpse. Her face was beet red, looking at Lavender with pouty lips. Was she disappointed in Lavender, for considering fucking Hermione’s now-revealed lover... or was that jealousy he saw in her eyes? She looked cute, staring so intensely at his nakedness.

These two busty, sexy bombshells. Hermione’s cute little roomies. Harry couldn’t wait to introduce them to a whole new world of sex and debauchery. After breaking in the cute, innocent-seeming Hufflepuff, Susan Bones, Harry was eager to grow his little collection of Horny Witches.

“Oh fuck me…” Lavender breathed erotically, gently resting her hands on his firm, muscular chest. It didn’t even seem like she’d heard Parvati. She was too absorbed in poking and prodding his unflinching muscle, drooling over his naked chest.

Harry chuckled, and brought his hands to her waist. She whimpered and eagerly pushed her body against his. Her fat tits pancaked against his broad chest, and she looked up at him with big, lustful eyes, and delectable-looking pink lips.

He could tell she knew what was about to happen. With his thick cock throbbing so menacingly against her belly, there was no disguising his intentions. He could see the excitement, the lust, the expectation in her eyes.

“Oh god..!” Parvati moaned, staring helplessly at this scene unfolding in front of her.

Lavender was moaning wantonly as her lips met his in a ravenous, lustful kiss. Their lips smacked together hotly as their tongues dueled in a carnal dance. Harry taught this playful, amorous girl how good a kiss could really feel, expertly dominating her tongue in a way that made her squeal into his mouth.

Her leg came up to his waist as she started huffing hotly, grinding her body against him in a horny, uncontrollable frenzy. Harry grabbed that meaty, thick thigh and with his other hand, a fistful of her luscious ass. Then he lifted her up in his arms, still kissing her with all his sexual desire. She started grinding her crotch against his hot, hard cock, like she was trying to fuck him through her shorts.

‘Oh Merlin..! Oh Morgana..! I’m kissing Harry Potter..! God he’s such a good kisser..! My mind is melting~! My pussy is aching so bad. I’m soaked down there..! He must think I’m a slut with how bad I want it but..! I can’t take it anymore..! If he pushed me away now and didn’t give me that MASSIVE cock, I think I’d die~!’ Lavender was lost in passion, drunk on pure desire as she swapped spit with her school crush.

He broke off their wet, sloppy kiss to bring his lips to her neck, kissing and sucking at the supple white flesh. With his hands dug firmly into the fat of her round, smackable ass, he started carrying her off to bed.

“Yes..! Oh god..! H-harry..! That feels incredible! Oh please..! Fuck me~!” She squealed in his arms, moaning erotically as he sucked on her neck, showing her just how bad he wanted her.

“W-wha… W-wait..!” A voice slightly cracked as he drew nearer.

Harry’s emerald eyes locked onto the quivering form of Parvati Patil, whilst still suckling at Lavender’s neck. The bed he brought her to… wasn’t hers. Harry took this chance to catch two birds with one stone. He drew back the curtains and threw Lavender down on her back.

“Hah..!” She moaned, giggling with excitement as she looked down at the thick, throbbing dick between her spread legs, and the muscular hunk it belonged to.

“Oh my god..!” Parvati scrambled back as Lavender was dropped on her bed, tugging the covers up to try and cover her nakedness.

He ignored her for now. Harry wanted to see how this cute, Indian Witch would react, seeing her best friend get plowed senseless right here in front of her.

Lavender’s soft white thighs were grabbed and lifted into the air in a V shape. She started panting with excitement, realizing she was in the same position Hermione was just seconds ago, getting fucked silly by Harry’s massive cock.

Lavender’s eyes were crazed with arousal, showing no sign of shyness or hesitation anymore, she just wanted his dick. Annd she had no shame about it either, “Fuck me, Harry~! I-I know you’re Hermione’s boyfriend and all but p-please..! J-Just this once let me feel what a real cock is like~! I’ve been dreaming about this all summer..!”

“Heheh, have you now? Have you been touching yourself to thoughts of me..? Naughty girl…” Harry said, teasing her by sliding his thick shaft down on the pronounced cameltoe of her now-soaked cotton shorts.

“Mngh..!” Lavender moaned desperately, grinding her hips back to tease her aching pussy on the shaft of his cock.

“But you got one thing wrong…” He said, staring into her eyes. Harry smirked, “I may call Hermione my girlfriend… but she won’t mind at all if I fuck you.”

Lavender’s eyes went wide, “W-what..?” Behind her, Parvati sucked in a sharp breath.

Harry grinned, “My cock’s a little too much for her to take. She spent the summer taking turns with Ginny Weasley, but even the two of them together weren’t enough to make my cock go soft. Eventually, I even started fucking Ginny’s MILF of a mother too… but it's not enough for me…”

Lavender stared at him speechlessly, panting with desire. While he was boasting about his bottomless sex drive, she was looking at him with eyes full of awe. It was so strange to him, that Witches admired him for all his perversity. He’d lived in the muggle world long enough to know that he’d be scorned, ostracized, and probably slapped silly for boasting about cheating on his girlfriend for a busty red-head and her stupidly stacked mother… but here? These two girls were BOTH sending him looks of pure carnal lust.

“N-no way… R-really..?” Lavender stammered with excitement, lips curling up with a grin.

“I’m serious.” He said cockily, grinning at her while grinding his cock against her pussy mound, “Even now she’s passed out cold. I bet she’d be glad to tag you girls in and give her pussy a break. She’s already been asking me when I’d fuck you.”

“Mngh…” Lavender moaned, “Hermione wanted you to fuck us..? Oh god… I’m gonna have to thank her later…”

“I can think of a few ways…” Harry chuckled as he looked down at this busty, eager Witch, “But that’ll wait for some other night. Right now… I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll wake the whole dorm up with your screaming…”

“Nngh..!” Lavender quivered softly on the bed, clutching at the sheets. Just that promise alone had her pussy clenching up, nearly cumming.

Then Harry grabbed her small little booty shorts and jerked them down her legs. Lavender giggled and kicked them across the room, happy to show her bottomless lower-half to the big-dicked stun between her legs. Her pretty pink pussy was wet and waiting for him.

“Perfect…” Harry stared at her tight little hole, slipping a finger into her tight walls and feeling it clench around them as she moaned. Her shaved lower lips looked delectable, but unfortunately, he didn’t have time for foreplay. Not tonight. He had bigger plans in store. First, he had to fuck these two beautiful Witches until he woke the whole damn dorm. And then…

“Oh give it to me, Harry..!” Lavender happily reached down to spread her own pussy lips for him, inviting him into her tight pussy, “You’ve got me so worked up. If I don’t feel that thick COCK of yours breaking in my tight little virgin cunt, I’ll go crazy~!”

Harry leaned forward and grabbed the bottom of her tight little tanktop, jerking it up to make her huge, milky white breasts come spilling out like a tidal wave. He grabbed one, squeezing its impossible softness and tweaking her sensitive nipple while he guided his thick shaft down her slippery pussy lips. He primed the swollen tip of his cockhead, still slick and messy from Hermione’s cunt, and slowly pushed into her cunt.

“Yeees~!” She squealed in ecstasy as her virginity was taken by the biggest cock in the castle.

“Oh shit..!” Harry groaned in surprise, feeling Lavender’s walls clamp down like a vice and start spasming before he even made it halfway through her velvet tunnel. As he looked upon her gleeful expression, Harry wondered if this blonde would be the most sensitive woman he’d ever fucked. She came way too easily, before he even slammed home in the back of her pussy.

Looking down, he saw the face of one of the busiest girls in Gryffindor, the most flirtatious bombshell in their year. That same girl he’d been too shy and scared to even approach, now had her legs up in the air while her pussy was getting stretched out for the first time by his cock.

“How's it feel, Lavender? I want to hear you say it. How does it feel having your pussy split open by my cock?” Harry growled, burning with lust for the sexy Witch beneath him.

Lavender grinned with delight, happy to raise her voice and let the whole castle hear her cry, “Yes~! It feels so good..! Your cock is even bigger than I imagined Harry💞! God, I-I thought it would hurt taking such a big dick, but no~💓 It feels so~oo good..! I want you to fuck me~! Fuck me hard, Harry 💞!”

Harry licked his lips and pushed her thighs forward, folding the curvaceous witch in half. He towered over her, driving his dick into the back of her pussy and making her squeal. He pushed her slender legs down until her calves were beside her ears in a full-force mating press. Then he started to hammer her sweet, juicy cunt until she was screaming.

Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!

The wet slapping sound of her juicy, soaking pussy getting plowed by his cock as their hips collided in fast, passionate fucking filled the room. Only drowned out by Lavender’s loud, squealing voice as she begged him with filthy words and delirious giggles.

“Fuck~! Fuck~! FUCK~! Your cock is so good, Harry~! It’s amazing..! Fuck me~! Pound my horny little cunt like you own it~! Treat me like your dirty little WHORE 💞!”

Harry grunted like a beast, fucking this slutty blonde as hard as he could. His cock throbbed like mad in her pussy as he carved the shape of his cock into her eager walls. Her fat white breasts bounced like huge balloons on her chest, jiggling every time he slammed his hips into hers.

While the two of them devolved into senseless, animalistic rutting, Parvati whimpered to herself. She curled up at the back of her bed, clutching her bedsheets to her naked body like a shield. Her black silky gown had been cast aside when she was pleasuring herself to Hermione’s moans earlier... now out of her reach to protect her modesty.

She felt paralyzed, stuck there watching this scene of debauchery. Listening to the sound of their smacking copulation and Lavender’s squeals of estacy. She whimpered, biting her lip as her pussy tingled incessantly between her thick, tan thighs.

She couldn’t stop her dirty mind from spiraling, ‘She looks so happy... and sexy... is that what a Witch looks like when she’s getting FUCKED..? God, I shouldn’t be thinking like this but... w-what if it were me..? W-what would it feel like, having that HUGE cock stretching out my little cunt..?’ As she panted to herself, she hardly noticed the way her hand buried itself between her thick thighs, slipping a finger down into her soaking pussy walls.

Parvati could barely fit a finger into her snug little hole with how hard she was clamping down, ‘N-no... t-there’s no way it’d fit... He’d split me in half 💓’ Before she knew it she was slowly slipping her fingers into her moist cunt, watching the look of bliss on Lavender’s face. She was mesmerized by the heavy wobbling of Lavender’s buxom breasts.

Harry was too. Leaning down he grabbed one of those fat, milky tits and sucked her perky nipple into his mouth, slurping on it loudly while still slamming his hips home in her pussy.

Lavender, overwhelmed by the intense mating press and the feeling of her nipples been sucked on, broke into senseless babbling, clutching at the sheets just as desperately as Hermione before her. Her eyes crossed dumbly as she squirted another mind-melting climax all over Parvati’s bedsheets.

While sucking on her delicious, heavy titties and fucking her tight little cunt, Harry finally caught the whimpering, simpering sound of Parvati. The girl started moaning to herself as her fingers got more passionate between her thighs. He looked up at met her eyes. She slammed her legs closed, looking at him like frightened rabbit.

He smirked at her, even while fucking her best friend so hard the big four-poster bed was creaking in protest. He looked Parvati dead in the eyes, sending her a silent message.

You’re next.

The girl’s knees knocked together, whimpering as her tight walls clamped down on her fingers.

Then she felt Harry grab her ankle.

“H-huh..?! Heeey..!” She squealed as he roughly dragged her back down the bed by her ankle, putting her on her back right next to Lavender.

The sexy Indian Witch froze up. Any cry of protest silenced by the squealing sound of Lavender getting fucked silly right next to her.

Harry grinned at her, laying a hand on her soft, caramel thigh. She shivered under his touch, “Don’t think I’m leaving you out Parvati. I’ll take good care of you too...”

“H-huh..?!” She said nonsensically as he suddenly grabbed her hips, “Wha?!”

She squealed as he suddenly lifted her hips off the bed like she weighed nothing at all, throwing her legs over his shoulders. Her arms flailed beneath her, trying to catch herself on the bed as her hips were lifted high into the air. Then her face burned brightly, realising Harry had just raised her naked, dripping pussy right to his face.

With his throbbing cock buried in the tight vice of Lavender’s clenching twat, his face was nestled between the luscious tanned thighs of Parvati. Right before his eyes was a dark, delicious-looking chocolate pussy. With carefully-shaved lips and a delightful little strip of hair above her snatch.

Without letting her get in a word of protest, he brought his lips and tongue to her pussy and started devouring her.

“Aaaah~! W-wait..! W-waitwaitwait..!” She squealed out in a sharp cry, legs kicking, “D-don’t lick me..! N-not there..! Oh, Harry..! M-my clit..! Mmnngnghh..!”

In just seconds, he had the pretty Indian Witch cumming under his tongue, flooding his mouth with her sweet juices. He kept ruthlessly licking and sucking on her lower lips, prodding her tight hole with his tongue and teasing her labia until she was squealing. Then he attacked her clit with gentle flicks and sucks until she was spasming in his hold, squeezing her soft thighs around his head in her climax.

Treating these two busty babes to the most pleasure he could offer them, hammering Lavender’s cervix with his cock and sucking on Parvati’s clit made Harry feel incredible. His balls were aching with desire, ready to blast his next messy load of fertile spunk into Lavender’s virgin womb.

“FuckmeFuckmeFuckme~!” Lavender babbled nonsensically beneath him, clutching at the bedsheets as she was fucked relentlessly, “S-so good~! Cock feels so good..! P-please make me cum again, Harry💓! Right there..! Right there..!” Her incredible breasts bounced on her chest with every slamming thrust, whilst her greedy cunt squeezed on his cock, milking his next fat load from his heavy balls.

“Yes~! Oh god, Harry~! Your tongue feels incredible..!” In just a few minutes, Parvati forgot all about her protests. With her shoulders on the bed and her hips up in the air she reached up to grab his mop of dark hair, bucking her hips desperately into his tongue, “Eat me out..! Suck on my clit..! Yes~! I-I didn’t know there were wizards out there who would do this..! Oh GOD I’m cumming again..!” Her little painted toes curled as she thrashed against his tongue, spraying her juices all over his face.

Bringing them both to another messy climax, Harry finally buried himself to the hilt in Lavender’s cunt. His fist-sized cock helmet, buried at the entrance of her womb, flared as his piss-slit spewed its cup-sized blasts of impregnating semen as deep inside her womb as it could reach. Lavender let out another window-shaking cry as she felt the bliss of hot, fresh cum coating her inner walls.

Parvati collapsed as he dropped her back down right next to Lavender, panting as she trembled with aftershocks from the orgasms she’d suffered through under Harry’s tongue.

Lavender roughly bit her lip. Her eyes squeezed tight as she shuddered with pleasure. Her chest heaved as she sucked in heavy breaths, making her buxom breasts bob on her chest.

Sllrrrp~!

With a wet pop, he slipped his twitching cockhead out of Lavender’s clenched-tight twat. Then he aimed his twitching prick at their naked bellies as it jutted and spewed a few more heavy ropes over their naked bodies. He grunted, fisting his cock slick with Lavender’s juices, milking every last drop of cum he could from his prick. He covered their tight tummies and expansive breasts in creamy strands of cum.

The two girls laid their huffing and panting, faces flushed in their excitement. Both were quivering from the afterglow. Parvati looked at Harry with a dreamy expression, biting her lip and flashing him bedroom eyes. Lavender was moaning to herself, reaching down with quivering fingers to plug the stream of cum pouring from her cunt in a vain attempt to stop the molten heat from leaving her body.

“H-how was it..?” Parvati whispered quietly, looking over at her best friend.

“Incredible...” Lavender moaned with a dreamy voice, “I’ll never be the same..! I don’t care what I have to do to convince Hermione... I’ve gotta have her share that cock with me~!”

Parvati huffed quietly, catching her breath. Her fingers naturally found Lavender’s interlocking themselves with her best friend’s while staring at the naked, well-fucked look on Lavender’s face.

Lavender grinned, “You’re turn~!” She said teasingly, then raised her eyes to Harry, still holding his hard-throbbing cock in front of them, “Right, stud? You look ready for another round. You’re not gonna leave her out of this, are you..?”

Harry let out a deep chuckle. After showing them just how accepting he was of dirty, filthy sex, these two girls started to show their true colours. Now it seemed they had him read.

He would prove them wrong.

Parvati cowered under the intense look he gave her, licking his lips like he was about to devour her whole.

Then he grabbed her leg and pulled her forward again.

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“AH~! AH~! AH~! OH FUUUUUCK~! S-SSHO DEEEEEP~!”

A voice carried through the door, shrieking so loudly that it woke her from sleep with a startled cry. Her bleary eyes snapped open, and she quickly reached up to rub the sleep away.

What was THAT?!

It sounded like a woman getting murdered! Was it a shriek from one of the ghosts? She’d never heard their haunting cries all the way up in the dorms before! She’d heard they weren’t allowed!

But as a few seconds passed, and her eyes started to adjust to the dim light of the dorm room... nothing.

Then a loud smacking noise that made her jolt in her bed.

Smack~!

“Aaaiiieee..!” Another womanly shriek pierced the air... but now that she was awake... it sounded a little strange... It didn’t sound like someone in pain. No, it sounded excited, gleeful, like one of the fangirls squealing at the Quidditch Boys after a tight victory.

Closing her nightgown tight over her bra-less breasts, she slipped her legs out of the covers and down over the edge of her bed. Like most other girls in Gryffindor, Fay Dunbar wore a cute, if slightly sheer, nightgown to bed. It covered her braless breasts completely but turned transparent as it split below her underbust, showing a bit of her naked navel and flashing the front of her cute blue knickers.

It wasn’t something she’d EVER wear out of the dorm. If she’d been seen by a boy wearing something like this, she’d die of embarrassment. But here, in the comfort of her dorm, she felt excited wearing something so... sexy. Especially when receiving compliments from the other girls.

It was something of a private trend among the girls to find sexy, skin-showing nightwear over the summer. A little exciting fashion competition just between the girls because they knew they’d never get to wear things like this around wizards. It was just a bit of fun.

A crack of light brought her attention to the door.

She held on to the tips of her light blonde hair, which fell down her shoulders in two tied twin-tails. She crept forward and silently gasped.

In front of her, peeking out of the cracked door, was her roommate. Pepper Wright.

Pepper was a cute little redhead with braided twintails and a cute round face dusted with freckles. Despite how short she was, she wouldn’t lose to taller girls when it came to the size of her sweater-stretching breasts or wide, skirt-teasing backside.

Fay got a good look at her round, freckled rump as the girl sat on her knees, completely bottomless. She was leaning forward, peering through the crack in the door, and seemed to be shaking.

She opened her mouth to call out when she realised what that ‘shaking’ entailed. Pepper’s arm was slowly moving between her legs as she peered through the door. Listening closely, she could hear the cute, short girl panting.

Then she learned just what Pepper was so transfixed by... as that womanly voice came crying out through the door.

“Oh god~! Oh MORGANA~! Fuck me, I’m cumming..! I-I can’t believe you’re making me do this..! W-what if they see us?!”

Fay silently jolted, eyes popping open. That voice... Wasn’t that Parvati Patil?! B-but what the hell... was one of the most modest, ‘pure’ Witches doing crying out so... so... lewdly... in the middle of the night? Was she really masturbating..?

No, Fay would quickly learn. She wasn’t masturbating. Because she wasn’t alone.

To her utter surprise, a man’s voice, responded in a firm, domineering tone that even carried through the heavy oak door to their dorm room.

“You’re really worried about them seeing us? You’d best stop shrieking then. I bet you’ve roused half of Gryffindor by now.”

“I-I can’t..! N-Not with your... your..! I-Inside me..!”

Fay let out a shuddering breath. There was a BOY inside their dorm’s common room?! How in Merlin’s name? But before she could have any concern or worry about what that may imply, a thought occurred... Didn’t HIS voice sound familiar too?

She slowly crept up behind Pepper, peering through the door. What she saw would be burned into her memory for the rest of her Hogwarts days.

The whole of Gryffindor had a ‘Common Room,’ but the Girls' Dorm had a private common space, too. The Girls' dorm consisted of a long hallway for many separate dorm rooms, a large open common area, a communal kitchen and dining area, and a large luxurious bathroom.

Fay was one of the lucky Witches to have a room right at the start of the corridor. Which meant she could peek into the common area through the crack in her door.

Parvati Patil had always been one of the most attractive girls in the dorm. Even other Witches admired the dusky skin of the Indian Witch. She was an exotic beauty, combined with her equally stunning sister, made her linger in the minds of her fellow Witches. Fay wasn’t the only one who’d considered seeking out Parvati to ‘help each other’ with their needs as Witches. With their needs left so neglected by the wizarding population, it wasn’t strange that they’d turn to each other for help.

Parvati was rather unapproachable. With Lavender, the school’s ‘slut’ always with her, and her status as Gryffindor’s ‘Indian Princess,’ girls like Fay had a hard time mustering up the courage to invite Parvati late at night.

So the view of Parvati’s naked backside made the breath catch in her throat. Her eyes were glued to the thick, massive globes of delectable brown booty meat bouncing hypnotically in the middle of the Girl’s common space.

Parvati’s fat ass rippled as it was slammed down on a pair of white, muscular thighs. A firm pair of large hands grabbed her fat, jiggling ass, bringing it down on his lap with loud, fleshy WHAPS.

It took her a few seconds to realize what she was looking at. A thick veiny shaft protruding from this wizard’s lap... that was getting BURIED in the juicy, stretched-tight pussy of their very own ‘Indian Princess’.

Fay’s eyes bugged out, watching as Parvati Patil took the biggest, fattest cock she could ever imagine again and again, as this mysterious wizard slammed her fat ass down violently.

“Aaaaiieeee..!” Parvati squealed loudly, falling forward and burying her face in his neck.

‘Harry Potter..!’ Fay internally screamed, getting her first look at the bright green eyes and dark hair of their wizarding hero. He seemed so immersed in his work, kissing and sucking at Parvati’s sweaty neck while mauling her fat asscheeks with his hands and bouncing her on his cock.

Fay felt a twinge between her legs, her knees knocking together. She chewed her lip as she watched them enviously, imagining Harry’s strong, powerful hands gripping her own soft white ass. And that huge cock of his breaking in her tight, unused pussy.

She didn’t blame Parvati for squealing so loudly at all, ‘I would too... if THAT was inside me...’

Smack~! Smack~! Smack~!

Harry’s strong hand came down like thunder, bullying Parvati’s poor, fat ass with loud smacks that left her brown cheeks turning red. She squealed and clung onto his neck for dear life, wrapped around him in a vice grip.

“W-wait..! W-wait..! I-I’m still cumming..! G-give my pussy a minute to calm down..! Harry~! I’m still sensitive~! Aaaaah~!”

Despite her weak, desperate protests, Harry ignored her cries, fucking her with reckless abandon. He seemed determined to pound her juicy cunt until she woke the whole dorm with her screaming.

“Good!” He said, “Your cunt squeezes down so TIGHT when you cum! If I knew you had such a fantastic pussy I would’ve fucked you silly years ago, Parvati! And this thick ass of yours can’t be beat! I just can’t stop SMACKING it!”

Smack~! Smack~! Smack~!

The thunderous clapping of Harry’s palm against Parvati’s thick ass made Fay flinch with each blow. Her hips wiggled as she imagined that heavy palm coming down on her own plush little derrière.

“God damn..!” Harry grunted, slamming Parvati’s cunt down on his cock so hard her thick ass clapped on his muscular thighs, “Does your sister have a pussy this tight?! An ass this fat?! I swear I’ll have you tie you two up together and ravish your cunts all night long!”

“Noooo~!” Parvati suddenly cried out lewdly, her cunt clamping down, “D-don’t bring her up! D-don’t fuck my sister, please~! I’ll give you my cunt anytime you want just fuck me instead of her~! My ass is bigger, Harry~! A-And my pussy is tighter, I swear!”

Harry chuckled and gave her thick, bouncing booty another good smack, “Oh? Your pussy is tighter huh..? How would you know that?”

Parvati moaned weakly, “Noo... D-don’t ask a lady questions like that..!”

“Lady?!” Harry laughed uproariously, smacking her ass again, “With a greedy cunt like this..? Listen to your wet pussy swallowing my cock! Is this how a Lady acts? Riding a wizard’s cock right here in the middle of your dorm..! Where all your pervy classmates can leer at you all they like?!”

“N-no..!” Parvati cried out weakly, her pussy betraying her with how it clamped down on Harry’s every word. His filthy words in her ear made her eyes roll back as she started cumming again, losing her words.

“Now that’s the look of a Lady..!” Harry pulled her hair, dragging her face away form his neck so he could see the blissful, erotic smile she wore while cumming around his cock. He grunted and stole her lips in a wet, sloppy kiss while burying his cock in her cunt and holding her tight against his lap.

Fay saw the moment it happened. Parvati’s thick ass pulled down on his cock. Then those heavy hanging balls started flexing. A second later, a creamy white fountain spewed from the tight seal of Parvati’s pussy, flooding the floor with a mess of hot, creamy substance.

‘S-semen..?’ Fay swallowed, nose twitching as she inhaled the strong scent of mixed juices and sweaty sex, ‘H-he came inside her..?!’

“Mmnnggh..!”

Fay looked down, blushing fiercely as she saw Pepper, the cute red-headed Gryffindor was so immersed in her own furious masturbation that she hadn’t even noticed Fay there. She moaned lewdly, cumming around her own fingers and spraying their dorm’s carpet with her juices.

Fay groaned to herself, squeezing her legs together as she desperately resisted the urge to slip her own fingers down her panties. The only thing that kept her from doing so... was motion in the room in front of her. She snapped her eyes back.

A busty, naked woman started crawling forward into view.

Fay’s eyes went huge, blushing so red she felt like fainting, ‘Lavender?!’

The familiar, friendly blonde was stripped completely naked, not even wearing knickers. And it quickly became clear as the girl crawled between Harry’s spread legs. Lavender’s fat, snowy white ass was thrust out in Fay’s direction, showing how those thick, wobbling cheeks had glowing red handprints on them. Between those spanked-red asscheeks, Fay saw Lavender’s pink pussy was leaking with fresh cum, dripping a trail on the carpet as she crawled.

‘He fucked them both..?! Oh my god..!’ Fay quietly squealed, ‘I didn’t know Harry was like that... I didn’t know any wizard would like that...’ From what her mother told her, it was hard to convince a wizard to have any kind of ‘immoral’ fun. They only saw sex as a tool for producing an heir... But here Harry Potter was, having smutty, filthy sex and spouting dirty talk with not one... but TWO Witches.

Fay clutched a hand to her breast. Her heart seized up in her chest. She felt jealous. She wondered why it couldn’t have been her riding Harry’s cock like a wanton whore, getting her ass smacked cherry red. She yearned to have a man desire her body like that. To WANT HER as badly as she wanted HIM...

Lavender Brown, naked and sweaty, breasts wobbling heavily beneath her, crawled across the floor like a dog. She slipped between Harry’s spread legs, eyes fixated on the gushing semen bursting from Parvati’s over-stuffed twat. She licked her lips, and stuck out her tongue.

“AAaaah..! W-what is..?! L-LAVENDER!” Parvati squealed in pleasure-filled embarrassment, “W-What are you DOING?!”

“Mmmh..! Sllllrrrrrrpp~!” Lavender sucked and lapped every drop of creamy cum she could reach. Cleaning Harry’s balls and shaft with her tongue before trailing it up until she was prodding the stretched entrance of Parvati’s pussy. She moaned deliriously, “So good..! Harry’s cum is so fucking tasty~! And your juices aren’t bad either, Parvati! Mmmgh...”

“H-hey..! S-stop that..!” Parvati weakly protested but then suddenly shrieked loudly, “HEY! L-LAVENDER THAT’S MY ASS!”

Lavender’s face was buried between the thick, brown cheeks of Parvati’s incredible booty. Harry spread her cheeks wide, sending a silent signal. Lavender, awakened to the joys and depravity of sex, was open to try anything and brought her tongue to Parvati’s wrinkled hole.

“Mmgh..! Your ass tastes so good~!” She moaned lewdly.

“Haah!” Parvati’s face burned bright red, “S-stop that..! Oooh... Q-quit it Lav...” Her protests got weaker and weaker, with Lavender’s tongue prodding her chocolate starfish while Harry’s twitching prick was still buried in her cunt.

Harry joined in, kissing and licking Parvati’s naked tanned breasts. He sucked her dark brown nipples into his mouth, feasting on them like they were the sweetest taste in the world. The girl could do nothing but moan erotically, feeling pleasure from every point in her body.

Then... a third voice came in, “You really did a number on them Harry...”

“..!” Fay’s eyes watched as Hermione Granger, the House’s biggest PRUDE, strut in like a total heart-stealer, swaying her wide, naked hips as she strolled up behind Harry.

“Oh hey, Hermione. I thought you were still asleep.” Harry said casually, grabbing her waist and dragging her onto the armrest of his chair. There was another fleshy smack as he gave her thick booty a swat and started nuzzling his face into her sweaty cleavage.

Hermione moaned quietly, but grabbed his face and forced him to look up at her pouty lips, “Dummy. I can’t believe you left me in the bed after hammering my poor pussy raw. It took me fifteen minutes to stand up on quivering legs… I didn’t even get to watch you fuck those two for the first time…”

“Heheh, sorry.” He said unapologetically, “But you wanted me to fuck them, didn’t you?”

Hermione’s cheeks turned red. She bit her lip lustfully, looking down at the two naked girls who were cowering away from her gaze, “Yeah...”

“H-hermione..!” Parvati’s voice cracked, unable to form words with Hermione’s boyfriend’s cock still buried to the hilt in her freshly-creampied pussy.

Lavender, with her fingers digging into Parvati’s plush ass, smiled up dumbly at Hermione, “Hey, Hermione~! I can’t believe you were hogging this fat cock this whole time..! How long have you been getting FUCKED like that by Harry anyway?”

Hermione chuckled weakly, “I guess for about a week..? He fucked me and Ginny just before the World Cup...”

Lavender grinned at her hopefully, massaging Parvati’s thick brown booty, “And you’ll really let him fuck us..? Like... whenever?”

She rolled her eyes, “Sure. I mean...” Hermione whimpered as she felt a strong hand squeeze her naked ass, “I-It’s not really up to me to decide anyway...”

“Yay~!” Lavender jumped up to her feet and suddenly threw herself at Hermione.

The bookish girl moaned in surprise as Lavender’s naked breasts pancaked against her own matching size, and suddenly, she felt an eager pink tongue sliding into her mouth. Hermione wrestled with Lavender’s tongue for a minute, holding the girl’s naked hips while feeling Harry’s hand squeezing her bum with approval.

Their wet kiss broke off, and Lavender giggled, looking hotly into Hermione’s eyes, “I’ve always wanted to do that, you know... How did Parvati’s ass taste on my tongue..?”

Hermione blushed softly, swallowing her spit. She turned to Harry, “Are you satisfied now..? Fucking my two roomies and cumming in their tight little cunts?”

He smiled back at her, squeezing her doughy asscheek roughly, “Not at all.” His voice said lowly, promising her a long, sweaty night on her back. Then he grinned and looked toward the corridor.

Fay squeaked as those piercing emerald eyes seemed to look straight at her.

“Why don’t you ladies come join us? Since you seem so interested..?”

Fay froze up, nearly hyperventilating. She heard Pepper whimpering beneath her. The cute redhead struggled to move, with her quivering legs giving out beneath her.

But then Fay realised... He wasn’t talking to them.

She heard a door creak open... then another... then another...

One by one, girls started passing her door, all dressed in skin-showing nightgowns and half-transparent negligees. Most of them were older girls, a year or two above them.

“H-hi Harry...” One of the older girls spoke up, Fay recognized her even from behind. Because that thick, dark chocolate ass could only belong to the tall, buxom Gryffindor Prefect, Angelina Johnson.

She was a proud, confident Witch who set a good example for how all the younger ladies should conduct themselves in public. But now, half-naked and dressed in skimpy lingerie, she seemed so docile that she stuttered her words in front of Harry Potter.

“Does that really matter?” He said back sternly, challenging her.

The older woman, who’d always been a stern, authoritative figure to the girls, lowered her eyes at once.

“Hermione, take her, would you?” Harry said, wrestling Parvati’s tight arms off his neck and pulling the girl off his lap. Hermione lifted her ass off his cock, which popped free with a wet noise. Lavender giggled as she watched Parvati’s uncorked pussy gush a mess of cum all over her face. She slurped Harry’s messy prick into her mouth at once, greedily sucking it clean of mixed-sex fluids.

Then Harry rose to his feet, rising from his armchair like a king. His broad muscles seemed so intimidating, towering over the young group of horny, fuckable witches dressed in all sorts of skimpy night apparel.

Harry scanned them from the front. About a dozen or so girls had come out of their dorms, roused by the racket of Parvati’s squealing. They lined up automatically, without a word from him, like they were presenting themselves to a scolding Professor. His eyes wandered over the feast of boobs in front of him, wrapped in delectable nightgowns and expensive bras. Then he went down to their lower halves, looking at their slender bare legs, soft, huggable thighs, and variety of lace and cotton panties.

With Lavender choking on his cock, gurgling as she tried to swallow the whole girth down her throat, he felt like a king. In front of him were a bunch of half-naked, submissive, and HORNY Witches that he could probably fuck with nothing but a word. Some of them, he didn’t even know their names. But he didn’t care. He was brimming with confidence that he’d have them kneeling at his feet, just like Lavender, or bouncing on his cock like Parvati. If not tonight, then soon.

“I hope you girls enjoyed the show...” Harry chuckled to himself, seeing the conflicted, aroused expressions on the blushing faces of the girls.

He patted Lavender’s head, “Good girl...” Then he looked back up at them again, “I hope you don’t think these girls are sluts. I mean they ARE... but only for me. They wouldn’t be satisfied with any other wizard... and I don’t think I have to tell you why... do I?”

Harry watched the girls as they rubbed their legs together, or chewed on their lips, all looking at him with pure desire on their faces.

Feeling empowered by the sight in front of him, Harry had a thought. Right now, it seemed like these girls were hanging off his words.

How easy would it be?

“Since you all enjoyed my little show... I’ll give you a chance...” He felt Hermione staring at him as he spoke, and glanced over. Her eyes were wide as she finally put the dots together. This little erotic play was never really about arousing her with exhibitionism, nor was the goal laying claim to her roommates. Those were both just fun bonuses.

The real goal... was lined up in front of him, awaiting his command.

Harry looked at the shy, half-naked girls of Gryffindor, meeting each of their lustful gazes with a confident smirk, “Drop your panties.” He said boldly.

“..!” There was a long moment of silence, the girls nervously looking at each other as if wondering who would be first.

He chuckled, “...If you want to join us. If you want to get fucked so good, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. If you want to cum so hard, you pass out. If want to get your fat round bums smacked red by my hand. If you want to feel what it’s like to get your horny little pussies finally split open by a real wizard’s cock...”

He smirked with a devilish chuckle, “Then drop your panties...”

...

He felt the shift in the room as his words hung over the girls heads. He looked at Angelina first. The dark-skinned, beautiful Chaser from his Quidditch Team. The calm, confident older Witch who’d he’d looked up to from his very first year. He grinned at her, “What do you say... Angelina..?”

The dusky, dark-skinned beauty lowered her eyes... and hooked her fingers into her panties. Wriggling her wide, fuckable hips as she dropped them down... and they hit the floor. As she stepped out of them, she looked him in the eye, “J-just once, okay..? I-I just want to feel what it’s like...”

‘She’s mine..!’ Harry inwardly cheered, beckoning her forward.

And with that, he’d claimed the head Lioness. It was the signal that had the rest of the herd following.

“W-wait..!”

“M-me too..!”

“I want it too..!”

Black, blue, white... Gryffindor crimson and gold. Panties of all colours hit the floor of the Girl’s dorm as a bunch of bottomless girls rushed over to join him. All eager little sluts who cast away their fake mask of modesty and purity to join Lavender on their knees worshipping his throbbing cock and heavy balls. Letting out the true, eager, horny sluts that they hid from wizardfolk.

...

The fifth night of the brand new school year was a sleepless night for quite a few Gryffindor girls. All those who woke to the sound of pleasure-filled cries and slowly came out of their dorms to investigate.

What followed the biggest, raunchiest orgy the castle had ever seen. Harry Potter and his massive cock, baited a whole crowd of busty Witches out of the safety of their dorms so he could break them all in as his personal pussies.

Angelina Johnson, the gorgeous dark-skinned Quidditch Chaser, the most popular girl in all of Gryffindor, was made to grind her fat ass on his lap. With a bigger, darker booty than even Parvati, Harry had her bouncing her fat ass on his lap, trying to sandwich the unbelievable girth of his cock in her thick asscheeks. He made her roll her hips, bouncing her fat booty in a desperate assjob until he was satisfied enough to slam himself deep into her inexperienced pussy.

Then the whole group of speechless, horny Gryffindor girls got to see what a thick, ebony booty looked like rippling from powerful, forceful FUCKING. They watched as the most respected Witch in Gryffindor devolved into a squealing whore, her face trapped in dumb esctasy from the massive dick ramming her sensitive pussy through powerful, full-bodied orgasms.

Then he pumped her black pussy full of potent wizard cum and dumped her on the floor... only to throw her Quidditch partner Alicia Spinnet over her naked form and make the younger girl suck the hot cum from her pussy while taking his dick from behind.

Katie Bell wasn’t left out either. Harry took great satisfaction dominating her tongue while squeezing and groping her soft, smackable backside and plump breasts. Soon he had all three Quidditch girls in a pile of sticky love juices and creamy cum, all three of them murmuring his name deliriously.

Hermione came sneaking back in, dropping his Invisibility Cloak to the floor to show her fully nude body, holding a heavy crate full of bottles of wine. He’d sent her on a mission. Dressed in nothing but a set of sexy Gryffindor thigh-high socks and a slutty little tie between her tits, he gave her his Invisibility Cloak, and sent her naked through the castle to grab some wine from Narcissa’s stash.

(She didn’t know it, but he’d cast his little ‘wizard repelling’ charm on her before she went. As hot as it was to send her on a risky, naked strut through the castle. He’d never risk another man glimpsing her naked body.)

The girls all giggled as they popped corks left and right, accidentally spraying their naked bodies with foaming bottles of wine. Harry gleefully had Lavender squeeze her tits together, and sucked sweet wine from her deep, vast cleavage. All while holding the cute, red twintails of Pepper Wright and choking the little cutie on his cock.

Fay Dunbar, the cute blonde Witch, was desperately horny before he’d even gotten to her, down on her knees fingering herself silly while watching his fuckfest. He hefted her up in his arms like she weighed nothing and dropped her on his cock. She squealed loudly as he carry-fucked her into sweet, blissful unconsciousness, the thick, messy creampie flooding her womb too much for the poor girl to take.

Ginny Weasley, his favorite little minx, was feeling playful. When he began this little adventure, he sent her off to her own dorm room with specific instructions. She came out just as he laid Fay down to rest... with another Witch on leash and collar.

Ginny, fully naked with a freshly-shaved, glistening slit, giggled at him as she tugged on a leash, “Hey, Harry~! I brought you a bitch...!” She said with a lewd giggle, “This little slut was planning on dosing you with Amortentia... but don’t worry... I pulled the rug out from under her.”

The dark haired girl crawling on the floor like a dog was blindfolded and gagged, quivering nonstop. Between her legs, her pussy was gushing like a fountain, leaving wet stains of juices behind her.

Ginny slapped the girl’s cheek, “How does it feel..? Doped up on your own potion..? Heheheh.” Ginny winked at him, “I hope you don’t mind, but I slipped a little cum into her potion to key it to you. She’s probably going crazy for your cock right now...”

Harry grinned, and beckoned her over.

...

“Yes~! Yes~! Yes~! Yes~! Thank you, Harry~! Thank you for fucking your sluts tight little ASS~!” Ginny Weasley squealed as Harry gave her a well-deserved buggering, fucking her tight little freckled booty so hard that the girls around her whined in jealousy.

Romilda Vane, the horny bitch who’d apparently tried to drug him, was tied up by a very special binding spell pulled from the ‘secret’ side of the Black Library. The conjured silk rope dug deep into her skin, binding her breasts in a tight turtle shell pattern while a knot dug deep into her soaking pussy slit. She squirmed with need, trying to stimulate herself, but the silk rope held her tight. All she could do it watch, blindfold removed, as Ginny got the hard, brutal dicking she was so desperate for.

“Yes~! Fuuuuck~! I can feel your hot cum in my ASS~! I’m CUMMING Harry~! I’m cumming so hard~!” Ginny squealed in pure esctasy getting her intestines pumped full of hot fresh cum.

After Harry drew his cock out of her tight little bum, he smacked her frecked ass and spread it. Ginny waggled her bum cruelly, “You want his cock bitch..? Come here..!”

Romilda’s face flushed full of shame as she started sucking the cum out of Ginny’s gaping asshole, the redhead holding a firm fistful of her hair and grinding her butt against her face. Then she was forced to taste Ginny’s ass on Harry’s cock before he’d finally give her what she wanted and plunge his dick into her cunt.

The girls all watched, sipping on wine and lounging around the common room, completely naked and cheering as Romilda Vane got fucked like a bitch on the floor.

All of them had long since lost their inhibitions. Their long-repressed sexual desires, mixed with their lust for Harry Potter, combined with several glasses of strong wine, made them all go crazy. Those who hadn’t yet been fucked were treating Harry Potter to a show, trying to keep his dick hard in the best way possible, by showing him exactly how Gryffindor Girls helped each other out.

He watched a pair of girls naked and horny, smooshing their massive titties together, their legs intertwined as they kissed with hot, erotic passion. Their tongues dueled messily as they devoured each other with lust. Another pair was moaning hotly, scissoring their slippery cunts against each other as they fucked each other into a hot, sapphic climax.

He watched this all while pushing Romilda’s cheek into the carpet, fucking her so hard his hips pounded her ass cherry red from his thrusts. The girl was out of it already, drooling deliriously on the carpet before he even finished. He pulled out, grabbing Ginny and dragging her over into his arms. She squealed with surprise as he jammed his dick into her quivering twat, pumping it full of a fresh, hot load of spunk. Giving her the cum Romilda’s cunt had worked so hard for as a reward for her work.

As the hours went by, Harry and over a dozen Gryffindor girls made a mess of the Girl’s dorm common room. Soiled panties, large brassieres, and ripped negligees scattered all over the furniture and floor, alongside empty bottles of wine and all sorts of stains.

Girls were passed out everywhere, either drunk on wine or cum, all naked and leaking Harry’s cum from their pussies. Some curled up on the couches together, pressing their sweaty skin together as they slept, or sprawled out spread-eagle on the floor, right where Harry had fucked them, lacking any strength to move.

Harry sat his ass right back in that same plush armchair like a king. Angelina, the oldest girl in their orgy, sat on his knee, freshly cleaned by his spell. He was sucking on her tongue and tweaking her nipples, while Alicia and Katie Bell were between his legs, taking turns polishing his knob and worshipping his balls.

“Fuck, Harry...” Angelina moaned into his mouth, kissing him with fervent passion, “F-forget what I said. This can’t just be a one-time thing. I‘ll do whatever you want. I’ll be your little collared bitch... your fat-assed fucktoy... just please let me join you again...”

Harry chuckled, “No.” Seeing her big pouty lips look so forlorn made him kiss them again, “I won’t be calling you a bitch. At least, not like Romilda. That was a special case. No, you’ll be my sexy little Quidditch girl... who milks my cock before a big game... and takes it in her slutty cunt to celebrate our victory... Does that sound nice?”

“Yes..!” She moaned erotically and planted big kisses on his neck, holding a hand against his naked chest, “Nothing would make me happier..!”

“Heh, good. Now, get on the floor with the other two. I want to see you three together.”

Angelina scrambled out of his lap, kneeling beside Alicia and Katie, who were lapping at his shaft, looking up at him curiously. He chuckled and gestured behind them, “Smile girls.”

They all turned their heads. Or at least they tried. Harry grabbed a firm fistful of Alicia’s and Katie’s hair, holding their pretty little faces to his cock.

“Pose for me, would you, Angelina?” He said with a firm tone.

“Oh!” Angelina grew an eager smile, seeing a floating magical camera, “I see..!” She leaned over dramatically, thrusting her big, bare ass in the air behind her. She rested her head on Alicia’s fat ass, puckering her lips as she grabbed one big handful of both girl’s asses and spread them as best she could, baring their winking assholes and dripping, creampied pussies for the camera to see.

Harry smirked confidently, holding the hair of the two Quidditch Girls to his cock while the camera snapped a photo.

The following magical photo, featuring a background full of naked, scattered and well-fucked Gryffindor girls, would be one of his best memories yet.

He let out a deep sigh of relief, feeling so good after having fucked and claimed a whole group of horny schoolmates. His harem of witches had grown so expansively in just one night. Now he felt like he’d have access to a fresh, eager pussy no matter where he was in the castle.

And even if he didn’t... couldn’t he just grab some random Witch and pull her into a broom cupboard..? Harry was thinking some dangerous thoughts... but with how EASY this night had been... it was so tempting.

“!!” Harry suddenly turned his head. A silent, magical Alarm went off in his head. A little charm he’d placed on the staircase. Someone was coming... and he knew exactly who he was.

“Oh shit.” He cursed, making all the girls who were still awake look at him. He scowled, “McGonagall is coming!”

“!!!” The girls all scrambled into motion.

...

...

...

Professor Minerva McGonagall had seen a lot in her thirty-odd years of teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She’d found boys messing with magic in situations you wouldn’t believe. She’d found magical beasts sneaked into the castle under her nose, and found the students responsible.

Of course, that meant she’d found plenty of girls to blame as well... but they were usually a lot better at hiding it. Witches were practiced experts at hiding things they didn’t want known. That was why she kept such a watchful eye over the female side of her lions.

Here she was, looking down her nose at the most innocent of all of them.

Hermione Granger, dressed in her neat and tidy uniform, the perfect straight-O student, was smiling so innocently up at her... that Minerva found it incredibly suspicious. She’d never suspected Hermione of much, despite all the shenanigans the girl had been dragged into with Harry Potter... but something was nagging at the back of her head.

She pursed her lips, “You’re up early, my dear...”

“Of course, Professor!” Hermione chirped back, “I’ve just begun a new study group with some of the girls! We’ve got to present our best when the other schools join us here at Hogwarts, you know.”

Hermione beamed up a picture-perfect smile. Acting like her usual, model student self while looking at Minerva.

Inwardly, she found herself at a loss for words, ‘Oh my... Oh god, Harry... don’t get any stupid ideas..!’ She found herself swallowing dramatically... looking at the half-dressed, early-morning MILF that was Professor McGonagall. Minerva was a buxom Witch who couldn’t be much older than Molly or Narcissa, and certainly didn’t look it!

With rich raven black hair, usually pulled into a tight-knit bun, now flowing down one side of her shoulders, streaked with silver in a style that made Hermione stare. Then her gaze dipped down, and she quickly had to look back up, lest she get caught slack-jawed DROOLING over the fat, milky expansive of CLEAVAGE bursting from the sinful, deep green robe wrapping around Minerva’s curves.

With naturally red lips and piercing cat-like yellow eyes, Minerva was a stunning beauty. She had proportions that Hermione had only seen on Narcissa, with buxom, heaving BREASTS, and a pair of delicious, child-rearing MILF hips. Her robe stopped short, just teasing Hermione with a glimpse of soft, huggable thighs.

She knew that this stacked-bodacious MILF was exactly Harry’s type, and tried to silently beg him with her posture not to unveil himself right now, lest he risk the Professor’s wrath.

‘I’m sorry, Harry!’ Hermione inwardly cried, ‘I know she’s smoking hot..! But just this once..! Think with your head, not your dick!’

McGonagall peered her cat-like eyes beyond Hermione... where a seemingly random group of girls were gathered on the couches around a table. She saw no books or quills.

“So early in the morning?” She narrowed her gaze at Hermione, “A strange time for a study group.”

Hermione’s grin didn’t falter, “Oh, don’t be silly, Professor! We weren’t studying right now. We were just discussing our meeting times, you see! We were about to head down to the Hall for an early breakfast!”

“Of course.” McGonagall accepted her reasoning, leveling her gaze once more around the room. She looked at the furniture, the chairs, the couches, the table... but found nothing amiss. No strewn-about panties or mysterious stains, and certainly no bottles of wine.

Yet her nose twitched, smelling something... intense and musky, that made her body warm up... it was strange... and quite unfamiliar to her.

“I see... well, it seems there was some disturbance late into the night.” McGonagall said, “The portraits on the staircase leading up to the dorm apparently heard all sorts of racket. Loud bangs, claps, and the sound of girls squealing. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you, Hermione?”

“Oh, certainly not, Professor.” Hermione said matter-of-factly, “I’ve only just awoken, and I heard nothing of the sort all night long. You can just poke your head into my room. Lavender and Parvati are still sound asleep. They must’ve been exhausted.”

“Hm...” Minerva seemed to accept her words, then asked one last pointed question, looking intensely at Hermione, “And they mentioned one last thing... strangely enough, the portrait of Lady Prickett seemed CONVINCED that there was a man’s voice coming from the girl’s dorm...”

Hermione snorted, looking at her with a smile, “A boy? Up here in the girls' dorm? Surely you jest! Don’t be ridiculous, Professor! I’ve heard that the enchantment on the staircase hasn’t been broken since it was first laid by Lady Ravenclaw herself!”

“Yes... It does seem rather outlandish, doesn’t it?” McGonagall said slowly, scouring her eyes one last time around the room, as if looking for cracks in the girl’s expression.

But unfortunately for her, these girls were trained from a young age to hide their true faces. Not a single one of them wavered.

“Very well. Carry on then. I apologize for disturbing your early morning. I hope to see you down in the hall for breakfast.”

“Thank you Professor.” Hermione said chipperly, following McGonagall to the door. As it closed, and the sound of creaking stairs signaled the Professor’s decent... the girls broke into silly giggles.

“Oh my god..!”

“Morgana’s tits! She almost caught us!”

“She would’ve seen us all naked and sprawled out..!”

Hermione turned to face the girls, breathing a sigh of relief. As she did, the magic of her illusion flickered out, disappearing her fake uniform and revealing her nakedness once again. Her perky nipples were stiff from the excitement, knowing that any second, McGonagall could see through her shoddy Illusion and reveal her nakedness with a simple Finite.

All around the room similar shoddy illusions fell away and transfigured robes turned back into fluffy blankets around the girl’s bodies. It was only due to quick thinking of the older girls that they managed to stuff all the naked, passed out witches back into their rooms and clean the place up enough to trick McGonagall.

“W-wait... W-where did Harry go?” Katie Bell asked, looking around.

“Mmgnh..!” A loud, muffled moan stole their attention to the corner of the room, where Fay Dunbar had a difficult face. Her lips were seemingly sealed shut by magic, and her brows were furrowed in a strained expression. She seemed to be shifting uncomfortably on her seat.

A second later, Harry Potter shimmered back into view with a chuckle, his Invisibility Cloak around his shoulders... and his cock buried in Fay Dunbar’s spasming pussy. His invisible hand was clasped over her mouth to keep her from squealing when he sheathed his cock in her pussy and kept slowly fucking her even while Minerva looked directly at them.

He chuckled with exhilaration, knowing that was perhaps the riskiest thing he’d ever done. Even surrounded by half a dozen slutty witches who were now addicted to his cock... he didn’t think they could stop the strict professor from hexing his bollocks off if she found him buried to the hilt in one of her students!

And with that... Harry’s first (Of many) raid on Gryffindor’s Girl’s Dorm came to a close.

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End of Chapter!

A/N: Morgana's tits! I don't know if you felt it, but that was an extra long chapter. Nearly hitting 20k words... Hope you enjoyed it! Next is a bit of a timeskip (a month) leading up to the start of the Triwizard Tourney! BELOW I'll have some NOTES on this Chapters POLL

Assume that Hogwarts is more populated than portrayed in the movies. So while he laid claim to a good chunk of Gryffindor, he hasn’t nailed every witch in his house. (Yet.) It wouldn’t be as much fun if Harry fucked his way through every girl in the first year back at the castle. We’ll keep building his (infinite) harem every chapter.

Poll Notes - This Chapter will be deciding how we handle Fleur. I see two ways moving forward. Either Fleur sees what Harry is right at the start (The only man who'll satisfy her) and chases HIM, or Harry sees Fleur for what she is (A buxom, horny French Veela) and chases HER.