Harry's Slytherin Adventure (Ch. 2 - The Uninvited Voyeur) (Patreon)

Harry Potter stood outside the door of the abandoned classroom, feeling more than satisfied with himself. It had been two weeks since he had made the bet with Astoria Greengrass, and he had won it easily, thanks to the help of the Half-Blood Prince. He had produced a potion the likes of which Professor Slughorn hadn't seen in centuries, and he had bested Draco with ease.

As he opened the door, he saw Astoria already waiting for him inside, dressed in the same slutty french maid outfit as last time. She had a deep blush on her cheeks, and her blue eyes sparkled with excitement. Harry grinned as he saw her, feeling his cock stirring in his trousers.

Harry took in her appearance, taking note of every inch of her exposed skin, his eyes roving hungrily over her body. Her breasts were spilling out of the flimsy piece of fabric that barely contained them, just as he remembered, the lace trim teasingly revealing the edges of her areolas. Her skirt was just as scandalous, the flawless skin of her toned, bubble butt on full display, making his mouth water.

"You look amazing," Harry said, as he walked towards her, closing the gap between them. "I see you decided to wear your uniform again."

Astoria blushed nervously, playing with the hem of her skirt. "I thought you might like it," she said, looking up at him through her lashes.

Harry chuckled lowly, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair away from her face. His fingers lingered on her cheek for a moment before trailing down to her neck, where they rested lightly against her pulse point.

Unlike last time, he hadn't actually told her to dress like this; she had done it all on her own initiative. And that only served to make him want her even more.

He sat down in one of the chairs nearby, his green eyes fixed on hers, pinning her in place. "Now, where did we leave off?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

"You had me on my knees," Astoria replied, her cheeks flush. She moved closer, positioning herself between his legs, unzipping his trousers without being prompted, freeing his rock-hard cock.

Harry couldn't help but chuckle once more at her eagerness. She was so desperate to please him, and he loved it. He leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs wider, giving her better access to his length.

But as he got comfortable, something caught his eye. There was a glimmer of air moving in the corner of the room, almost imperceptible. Like the artefacts of a badly cast Disillusionment Charm.

Harry narrowed his eyes, wondering whether Astoria had snuck anyone into the classroom. But looking at how eager she was to please him, he highly doubted it was her. Besides, the magical vow they had made wouldn't allow it without marking her as a Vow Breaker.

He extended his magic, searching the room for the intruder. There was definitely someone there, but their magical aura was not very strong. He couldn't quite match their aura to a face, but it was most certainly not one of Draco's lackeys; he would have recognised their presence immediately.

Harry's curiosity was piqued, but he didn't want to take his focus away from Astoria and her insatiable appetite for his cock, so he decided to ignore the presence for now, trusting his instincts that the person didn't pose any immediate threat.

Astoria, oblivious to his discovery, continued to tease him with her body, her hands working expertly on his length. Harry couldn't help but moan as she ran her fingers over the head of his cock, her lips brushing against the tip.

Astoria leaned forward, pressing her soft lips to the head of his cock, her tongue tracing the veins that ran along its length. Harry closed his eyes in response, savouring the feeling of her mouth on him. He could feel her warm breath against his skin, her tongue teasing him mercilessly before taking him deep into her mouth.

Harry's eyes fluttered as Astoria's warm, wet mouth fully enveloped his cock. He let out a low groan, his hands instinctively reaching out to tangle in her long, blonde hair. She began to bob her head up and down, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head of his cock as she took him deeper into her throat.

Astoria pulled back slightly, her mouth wet and glossy from her previous ministrations. Her eyes met Harry's, her gaze full of desire and lust. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she whispered, her voice throaty and aroused. "But I can't help it. I've been thinking about your cock for the past two weeks. Every time I close my eyes, I see it, thick and hard, in front of me."

Harry couldn't help but laugh at her confession. "You know, you could have just asked," he said, his voice tinged with amusement.

Astoria's eyes widened innocently. "I'm engaged to be married," she replied simply, licking her lips. "I can't just go around asking for other another man's cock."

She continued to stroke his cock against her face, her soft moans filling the room. Harry watched as her pink lips parted, her eyes glazed over with desire. She leaned forward once again, her mouth opening wide as she took him deep into her throat, her nose pressed against his hips.

Harry's eyes rolled back as he felt her warm mouth envelop his cock once more. He could feel her throat muscles working against him as she took him deeper than ever before. She had certainly improved since their last encounter.

"But how is this any different?" Harry asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he watched Astoria's mouth move against his cock.

Astoria pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting his once more. "This was a bet," she replied, her voice sultry and full of desire. "I'm just honouring my husband's loss."

Harry couldn't help but chuckle at her reasoning. "Fair enough," he said, reaching out to cup her breast through her top. "But I never ordered you to suck my cock, did I?"

Astoria blushed, her cheeks flushing pink as she realised her mistake. "I guess not," she murmured, looking up at him with a playful smile. She continued to work on him with her hands and mouth, her movements becoming more confident and sure as she went.

And as Astoria continued to pleasure him with her mouth, Harry couldn't help but notice a faint sound coming from the corner of the room. It was a soft moan, likely female. He followed the sound with his eyes, catching another glimpse of the glimmering Disillusionment Charm.

He couldn't quite make out who it was yet, but he could tell they were definitely enjoying the show. He couldn't deny that he found it arousing, the thought of an invisible woman watching them, fingering herself to orgasm. He decided to let them continue for now, focusing instead on the feeling of Astoria's soft lips on his cock. He could always take care of it later.

Harry couldn't contain his excitement any longer as he watched Astoria's hands slip down to the hem of her top, pushing it aside to reveal her big, beautiful tits to his hungry gaze. They were even more perfect than he had imagined; full and firm, with perky nipples that begged to be sucked on. He watched as she ran her fingers over the soft mounds, her nails grazing against the sensitive skin.

Without warning, Astoria pulled her mouth off of his cock with a pop, leaving him gasping for air. She gave him a wicked grin, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, then," she said, her voice low and seductive. "I think it's time for the main course."

With that, she stood up and slid her tiny g-string down her legs, revealing her cleanly shaven pussy. Harry's cock twitched at the sight, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan.

Astoria climbed onto his lap, straddling him, but careful not to have him enter her just yet. She leaned forward, pressing her breasts into his face as she began to grind against him, her pussy lips sliding back and forth against his cock, leaving a trail of their combined juices on his thighs.

"Fuck, you're so wet," Harry groaned as he felt her slick pussy against him. He couldn't believe how much she wanted him, how much she craved his cock inside her. It was intoxicating.

"I've been thinking about this all week," Astoria moaned, her hips grinding against him as she leaned forward to suffocate him with her tits. "I've been fingering myself to sleep every night, just thinking about your cock filling me up."

Harry couldn't help but chuckle, feeling his cock twitch between her lips as she spoke. "Well then," he said, his voice thick with lust. "Let's see if I can satisfy you."

Astoria rose up, her pussy hovering above his cock as she lined herself up with him. Then, she took a deep breath and sank down on his cock with a groan, feeling him finally fill her up to the hilt.

Harry's hands gripped her shapely cheeks, holding her steady as she began to bounce up and down on him, her pussy tightening around him with each thrust.

"I'm a virgin," Astoria suddenly confessed, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Was a virgin." She corrected herself, looking up at him with a sly smile. "Thought you would want to know."

Harry spluttered. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard; he had taken Draco's future wife's virginity without even trying. The thought sent a rush of excitement through him, making his cock swell even larger inside her.

"Fuck," he groaned, his voice barely above a whisper as he felt her pussy clench around his cock again. "You're so tight."

Astoria leaned forward, her nipples brushing against his chest as she began to moan louder and louder, her pussy gripping him tighter and tighter with each passing moment.

But it wasn't just Astoria's moans that he could hear. As Astoria's cries of pleasure grew louder, so too did the moans coming from the corner of the room. Whoever it was had apparently joined in on the fun and was now fingering themselves in time with Astoria's rhythmic pounding on his cock.

Astoria's hips continued to move up and down on Harry's cock, her pussy gripping him tightly as she bounced on him with increasing intensity. Harry's hands gripped her ass, kneading the soft flesh as he felt the telltale signs of his impending orgasm building inside him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Astoria moaned, her voice growing louder and more desperate as she neared her own climax. "I'm going to cum, Harry. I'm going to cum!"

Harry's cock throbbed inside Astoria as she screamed out his name, her pussy clenching around him as she came hard. He could feel her juices flowing down his cock and onto his balls, making them slick and wet.

"I'm cumming too," Harry groaned, his body tensing as he felt his own orgasm building inside him. He could feel his cum boiling up from his balls, ready to be released into Astoria's waiting pussy.

"YES, YES, YES!" Astoria cried out, her body shaking violently as she felt Harry's cum fill her up to the brim. She collapsed onto him, her breasts pressing against his chest as she caught her breath.

But they weren't alone in their pleasure; as Astoria's screams filled the room, so too did another voice join in on the chorus of moans. The woman in the corner had reached her own climax at the same time, her Disillusionment Charm shattering as she cried out in pleasure, revealing a familiar face. Tracey Davis, Daphne's lackey, sat in a pool of her own juices, her hand working furiously between her legs.

As Astoria climbed off his lap, Harry's cock slipped out of her pussy, their combined juices gliding down her leg. Tracey gasped at the sight, her eyes wide as she took in the scene before her. She also couldn't help but notice that Harry was still hard, his cock standing tall and proud, glistening with Astoria's juices.

"Tracey Davis," Astoria said, her voice trembling with anger. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Tracey looked up at her, her gaze darting back and forth between Astoria's eyes and Harry's cock, her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavy. "I-I was ordered by Daphne to follow you and figure out why you've been acting differently these past few days," she stammered.

Astoria narrowed her eyes at the other girl, taking in her appearance: her dishevelled hair, her flushed cheeks, her damp skin, her hand still between her legs. "And did you enjoy the show?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Tracey hesitated before nodding slowly. "Yes," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't help it."

Tracey's eyes welled up with tears as she begged, "Please, don't tell Daphne. I didn't mean any harm. I was just following orders."

Astoria crossed her arms over her bare chest, considering the girl's plea. She glanced at Harry, who was still lounging in the chair, his cock still impressively erect. And then she made up her mind.

"Fine," she began. "But if you want our protection, Tracey, you're going to have to earn it." She pointed at Harry's cock, glistening with their combined juices.

Tracey's eyes lit up, her gaze fixed on the impressive length of his cock. "I'll do anything," she said, her voice trembling with desire.

"Anything?" Astoria asked, her eyebrows raised in challenge.

Tracey nodded eagerly, desperate to avoid Daphne's wrath, her eyes full of determination. "Anything."

"Then crawl over to Harry," Astoria ordered, pointing at the still-hard cock that was waiting for attention. "Beg him to let you clean our juices from his cock."

Without protest, Tracey crawled across the floor, her eyes fixed on Harry's cock like it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Her salvation. She reached out and placed her small hand on his thigh, her voice shaking as she spoke, "Please, Harry," she begged, her voice soft and submissive.

Harry couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Tracey's pleading expression, her small hand on his thigh, her body trembling with desire. He couldn't deny that he found the situation incredibly hot, and he was curious to see how she would handle his cock. "Alright," he said, giving her a small smile.

She took his cock in her hand and tentatively licked the tip, tasting Astoria's juices. Encouraged by Harry's low groan, she took more of his head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around.

Harry watched as Tracey worked on his cock, her technique less experienced than Astoria's but certainly eager. He found it cute, the way she nibbled on his cockhead and looked up at him with those innocent eyes. He reached out, gently stroking her cheek as she continued to please him with her mouth.

Astoria, meanwhile, couldn't help but watch with a wicked smile as she saw Tracey's innocent expression turn into one of pure pleasure as she sucked on Harry's cock. "You're a good little whore," she taunted, her eyes shining with amusement as she watched Tracey eagerly service Harry's cock. "And you love taking orders, don't you?"

Harry chuckled at Astoria's words as he watched Tracey's eager face bob up and down on his cock. "Reminds me of someone," he said, his voice low and full of amusement as he reached out to give Astoria's ass a playful slap. "You've definitely taken to this maid outfit well."

Astoria pouted playfully as she wiggled her ass, her cheeks flushed with pleasure. "I'll take that as a compliment," she said with a sly smile as she watched Tracey's eager mouth work on Harry's cock.

Harry couldn't believe how quickly Tracey had taken to this situation, her eyes fixed on his as she desperately tried to take him deeper into her mouth. He found himself unable to resist the temptation any longer as he felt his orgasm approaching.

"Tracey," he breathed out as he watched her eager face, his fingers tangling in her hair as he held her steady. "You're going to make me cum."

Tracey's eyes widened with excitement as she felt his cock twitch in her mouth, her hands gripping his thighs as she tried to take him deeper still. "Please, Harry," she begged, her voice a muffled pleading as she felt him swell even larger inside her mouth. "Let me taste you."

Harry let out a low groan as he felt his cum boil up from his balls, ready to be released into Tracey's eager mouth. "Take it all," he said, his voice thick with pleasure as he watched her eagerly suck on his cock, her eyes filled with desire.

Tracey eagerly obeyed, her mouth working on him as he filled her with his cum, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt him spurt deep into her throat.

As he pulled out, Harry watched as Tracey sat back on her heels, her eyes wide with wonder and her cheeks flushed with pleasure. She licked her lips, tasting his cum on them, her eyes fixed on his as she wiped the corners of her mouth with her fingers.

Astoria, who had been watching the scene with a smirk, spoke up, "Well, Tracey, I think we can come to an agreement." She paused, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "If you want our protection, you'll come back here whenever we call you, and service both of us whenever we desire."

Tracey didn't hesitate before nodding eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement. "Yes, Mistress," she breathed out, her voice filled with arousal as she looked up at Astoria and Harry. "I'll do anything you desire."

Harry suddenly wasn't so sure this was about Daphne anymore.

The 'Harry / Astoria / Daphne / Tracey / ...' pairing was voted for by my generous supporters in the 'Story Shaper' tier. Thank you so much for your kind support!