Harry's Perfect Summer (Ch. 11 - Witches in Heat: Part I) (Patreon)

The warm sunlight bathed Potter Manor's garden in its gentle embrace, casting long shadows over the lush grass beneath. A light breeze rustled through the trees surrounding the property, adding just enough coolness to balance out the heat emanating from the sun above. And there, at the heart of this paradise, lay a sparkling blue pool surrounded by several sun loungers inviting anyone willing to enjoy some quality time under the sky.

But it wasn't the serene landscape or the refreshing water that caught Harry's attention right now. Instead, it was the sight of six gorgeous women lying around the edge of the pool, each one sexier than the last. And the slut-plague that seemed to have infected Potter Manor over the summer had reached critical levels today.

Harry swallowed hard, feeling his throat go dry almost instantly upon seeing how much skin was on display today compared to when they last met here in this very same place. Every inch of these women's bodies shone brightly under the radiant glow of the sun, enticing him with promises of unimaginable pleasure if only he could reach out and touch them.

His gaze wandered lazily from one beauty to the next, taking note of every detail along the way. First, there was his mum, Lily, reclining comfortably on a large sun lounger beside the water. Her fiery red hair cascaded freely down her shoulders, reflecting the sunlight beautifully and creating an ethereal halo around her figure.

Her ample curves filled out the tiny black bikini she wore perfectly, showcasing her generous bosoms and wide hips without hiding anything behind layers of fabric. Each movement caused her chest to jiggle slightly within the confines of her bikini top, sending waves of warmth coursing through his veins.

He had never seen his mum like this before - confident, bold and seductive beyond reason. Even though she had always been beautiful, something about her demeanour had changed drastically since the beginning of the summer. He had hear of her youthful escapades during her days at Hogwarts, but it had always been difficult to imagine such a side of his mother. Now however, after having witnessed her loosen up more and more with each passing day, he couldn't help but want to explore those stories firsthand.

Next to her lay Emma and Anastasia, both equally stunning in their own ways. Emma wore a pink two-piece suit which highlighted the plump bottom he had spent the better part of the morning buried deep inside. There were even cutouts strategically placed throughout the design, exposing the bottom half of her perky breasts for his viewing pleasure. Meanwhile, Anastasia preferred a regal purple sheer mesh gown adorned with golden threads, making her attire a see-through ensemble revealing far too much flesh underneath, while giving her an air of sophistication unlike any other.

On the opposite side of the pool, three familiar faces awaited his hungry gaze. Hermione, Daphne and Iris looked incredible today, sporting skimpier swimwear than even their previous pool-shoot just a few days prior. In fact, calling what they wore 'swimwear' might be pushing it, unless you considered dental floss appropriate beach apparel.

Hermione donned a deep red string bikini consisting of nothing more than triangular scraps held together precariously by thin strings crisscrossing her body. Her nipples peeked out playfully between the gaps, teasing him mercilessly whenever she moved. Below the waistline, the g-string disappeared entirely into her crack, leaving everything exposed for his eager eyes.

Daphne, meanwhile, had simply opted to forego her top altogether, instead letting her firm tits bare for the sun and any passerby to admire (primarily him, Harry realised). Only a small blue thong remained to cover her lower regions, barely concealing the lips of her pussy from view.

And finally, there was his sister Iris, who seemed to have dressed more conservatively than her usual slutty behaviour would normally dictate. Her bountiful breasts spilled forth from a tiny green bandeau top, drawing his gaze towards their soft curves relentlessly. Most of her ass was covered by a small green wrap, tied with a loose knot on her left hip. He could only imagine that her most important assets were hidden by another piece of fabric tucked away discreetly under that cloth, or else she would risk exposing herself completely if she bent over carelessly or a gust of wind blew past unexpectedly.

Speaking of Iris, his sister must have noticed his wandering gaze, because she suddenly turned to face him directly. "Hey there, big bro!" she called out cheerfully, waving at him excitedly. "What took you so long? The party started ages ago!"

Harry chuckled lightly, hiding his embarrassment behind a grin. Had they been here long? If so, had they heard Emma's voice screaming his name across the skies as he filled her up with his seed just moments ago? He shook his head quickly; best not to think about that particular scenario...

"Sorry," he replied sheepishly, shaking his head apologetically. "Had to take Emma for a ride... You know how it is."

Iris blushed up a storm at his words, her cheeks turning a bright red to match her fiery locks. She glanced nervously over to where Emma lay beside her mum, seemingly trying to gauge whether the lady had indeed been railed by her brother recently, or if Harry was merely teasing her dirty mind again. But whatever information she gathered, she kept it to herself, choosing instead to focus back onto Harry once more.

"Well, either way," Iris continued embarrassedly, fidgeting awkwardly with her bandeau top. "Now that you're finally here, we can get started properly! We wanted to take some new photos for our WitchTok account, and since Mum, Emma and Auntie Anastasia decided to join us today, we thought why not make them participate too?"

Harry, however, was having a hard time concentrating on her words alone due to the sight before him. Standing just a few feet away from his sister, he was given quite the eyeful when she adjusted her bikini top, watching intently as her full breasts swayed softly within the constraints of the tight fabric. Oh, how he longed to touch those luscious mounds right now, feeling every curve and valley beneath his fingers. And then, maybe afterwards, he could bend her over the edge of the pool and sink himself deep between her inviting folds until she screamed his name across the manor garden...

His cock twitched involuntarily against its confinement, begging for another release though he had already had two rounds this morning alone. It was almost painful keeping it contained within the limits of his swimming trunks, which were considerably tighter than his regular shorts. This also meant that his bulge stood out prominently, clearly visible for anyone who cared to look.

And while Harry wasn't too fuzzed (Iris had had plenty of exposure to his cock lately anyway), it was still a bit embarrassing knowing that everyone around him could see exactly what kind of thoughts ran through his mind.

Luckily enough, Iris didn't notice his distraction just yet, continuing her explanation without interruption. "So yeah, that's pretty much it," she concluded cheerfully, looking expectantly towards him.

He blinked slowly, snapping himself out of his daydream before returning his attention fully onto her once more. "Sounds great!" he agreed enthusiastically, smiling warmly at her though he hadn't heard any of it. "Where do you want me?"

At those words, Iris blushed up another storm, her eyes suddenly glancing downwards at his protruding bulge before darting away guiltily. "Perv!" she accused jokingly, sticking her tongue out playfully.

Harry laughed heartily at her reaction. She must have thought he had made another innuendo, but little did she know that his question had been perfectly innocent this time around. Harry wondered briefly where her thoughts had drifted to blush such a fiery red. Was she imagining herself bent over the edge of the pool while he ploughed her from behind like a wild beast? Or perhaps she envisioned herself riding his shaft reverse cowgirl, grinding her hips shamelessly while staring deep into his eyes...

Whatever it was, Harry couldn't help but feel a slight surge of excitement knowing that deep beneath that mask of disgust she usually tried to hide behind whenever she caught him peeping, there hid an insatiable slut waiting to be unleashed. It added fuel to the fire burning within him, affirming his desire to one day claim her as his personal fucktoy.

"No double meaning intended, sis," he reassured her calmly, holding up his arms. "You're the perv here, thinking about your own brother fucking you silly..."

She rolled her eyes dramatically, pretending to be offended. "I'm not!," she huffed dismissively. Then, reaching out boldly, she squeezed his bulging shaft firmly, rubbing it back and forth through his trunks. "You're the one getting horny for no reason!"

The sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through his veins, filling him with desire instantly. His balls clenched tightly, threatening to burst even then despite his recent activity. How could something so simple turn him on so easily? Just her gentle caresses caused him to grow harder, pushing his length dangerously close to ripping free from their constrains entirely.

But before anything else could happen, Daphne and Hermione approached, each carrying their phones ready to record every moment of their upcoming shoot. They looked excitedly towards Harry, anticipation clear in their gazes.

"Hey, Harry!" called out Daphne, waving at him flirtatiously. She had become a lot more welcoming after first seeing his big cock a few days ago. And now that she had had a taste, she seemingly wanted more.

Her bare chest drew his gaze automatically, eliciting a soft groan from his lips. Her tits were perfect - firm yet soft, large enough to fill his hands comfortably, but small enough to fit nicely inside his mouth. He yearned to cup them in his palms, kneading their weight gently while suckling hungrily upon her rosy nipples.

"Care to join us for these shots too? You always manage to spice things up!"

Hermione giggled slightly beside her friend, shaking her head amusedly. "Daph, don't tease him like that!" she scolded lightly, trying to pull her companion away. But Daphne simply resisted, refusing to move an inch.

"Oh come on, 'Mione!" Daphne replied defiantly, pouting playfully. "We all know he likes it! Besides, we need some real money maker photos today if we want our channel to blow up properly."

Hermione sighed deeply, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Fine," she conceded finally, giving in reluctantly. "Just try not to get carried away, okay?"

Daphne nodded eagerly, grinning mischievously at her best friend. "Of course not, 'Mione! We just need some suggestive shots, nothing too crazy or obscene."

Then, Daphne turned towards Iris, who had been strangely quiet during this whole exchange. "By the way, why are you so red in the face, Iris?" she asked curiously, narrowing her gaze suspiciously. "Did you accidentally flash your brother your bikini bottoms or something?" she teased innocently.

Iris blushed even deeper, turning bright red now. "W-what?! N-no! Of course not!" she stuttered nervously, averting her eyes guiltily.

Daphne raised an eyebrow quizzically, sensing that something was definitely amiss. Without warning, she reached forward, undoing the loose knot tied around Iris' hip. The fabric fell gracefully to the ground, revealing her completely naked underneath.

Harry gasped softly, taking in the sight before him. And what a heavenly sight it was! There, right in front of him, was his sister's glistening pussy at last, already wet and ready for action. Its folds parted slightly, almost as if begging for his attention.

He swallowed hard, feeling himself growing harder than ever before. Oh, how he wanted to sink his fingers inside her depths, exploring every curve and valley hidden between those petals. Maybe afterwards, he could spread her wide open and taste her sweet nectar directly from its source, lapping at her until she screamed his name across the gardens.

His cock strained painfully against the fabric, demanding release immediately. A single stroke would send him over the edge, flooding her pristine pussy with thick ropes of seed without hesitation.

But before he could act upon any of those fantasies, Daphne interrupted once again. "Oops," she muttered sarcastically, smirking wickedly at the scene. "Guess you can't flash your brother your bikini bottoms if you're not wearing any. I like your thinking, Iris!"

Iris pouted slightly, crossing her arms defensively. "S-shut up, Daph!" she protested weakly, looking embarrassed.

Daphne laughed heartily, shaking her head playfully. "Aw, come on, Iris! I thought you said you weren't ready for such daring photos yet! And here you are, already half-naked!" She chuckled softly, enjoying the spectacle immensely.

To hide her privates from her brother's view, Iris turned around slowly, presenting her plump ass instead. It jiggled enticingly under her light movements, drawing his gaze towards her most intimate regions instinctively.

Then, without thinking about how much skin she was exposing, she bent downwards, reaching for her fallen garment. As she did, her back arched involuntarily, lifting her round cheeks higher into the air. The position exposed everything there was to see: smooth skin, puckered hole and swollen labia glistening with moisture.

Every dream he had ever had concerning his little sister came rushing back instantly, filling him with desire beyond reason. Every time she had skipped past him in the hallways, wearing nothing but her little thong and t-shirt, every time she had bent over carelessly in front of him, showing off far more than necessary... All those moments culminated together into one unforgettable image seared deep within his mind.

And then, without warning, she straightened herself up suddenly and turned around again, catching him staring shamelessly at her behind. Harry quickly looked away, pretending to be interested in anything else but her gorgeous form, but knowing full well that she must have noticed where his gaze had wandered.

"Alright, let's start shooting!" called out Hermione excitedly, breaking the tension building between brother and sister as Iris quickly covered herself up again with her wrap.

Like last time, Harry was given the camera while the girls and their mothers gathered around the poolside, ready for the photoshoot. Each woman, guided by Daphne's instructions, took turns posing seductively near the water, displaying plenty of cleavage, stomach and ass for the lens to capture.

"That's it, Emma, show us your big tits! Push them together, make sure they look nice and firm!"

"Now turn around, bend over, stick your buttocks out! That's perfect, keep going!"

Their voices echoed through the garden, urging each other to become sexier, naughtier and dirtier than ever before. Harry watched them intently, admiring their bodies openly as they moved freely before him.

"Hermione, you're up! Get on that inflatable flamingo and grind on top of it! Yes, yes, exactly like that!"

"Come on, take off your top already! Your string bikini is barely covering anything anyway!"

Each order made his excitement grow further, pushing him closer and closer to the brink. His balls clenched tightly, threatening to burst any second now. If he didn't take off these damnable trunks soon, they might just rip apart on their own accord.

"Okay, Anastasia, get ready! You know what we want - give us your best MILF pose!"

Anastasia obliged willingly, spreading her legs widely apart while leaning backwards precariously. Her purple sheer gown fell loosely around her figure, its see-through design offering an incredible glimpse of her regal features. She looked stunning. Confident and bold, completely unafraid of her sexuality.

"Great job, Mum! Now, Lily, you're next!"

Lily obeyed happily, moving gracefully towards the pool's edge. She stood tall above everyone else, her fiery red hair cascading down her shoulders like flowing fire. Then, lowering herself slowly, she sat right on the very edge, letting her legs swing gently into the cool water.

She leaned back lazily, closing her eyes and arching her chest proudly forward. Her generous curves filled out the tiny black bikini perfectly, accentuating every curve and valley hidden underneath.

"Perfect, Lily!" praised Daphne, as Harry snapped photo after photo of his gorgeous mum. "You look stunning!"

Indeed, no words could describe how breathtaking she appeared at this moment. But something told him that things were only going to get better from here.

"Now, get on the sun lounger facing us directly, Lily! Yes, that's it! Let's see if we can make those titties pop even more!"

His mum complied eagerly, getting seated on the edge of the lounger right beside him. She reclined comfortably, pushing her breasts forth shamelessly while keeping eye contact with the lens.

"Get closer Harry," whispered Iris into his ear, making him jump slightly. "We need some closeups too!"

He nodded silently, edging himself nearer until he was standing either side of her legs. From there, he pointed the camera downward, focusing on her angelic face and her ample bosoms spilling out from the confines of her top.

His bulging trunks were mere inches away from her face now, with only the camera separating them. With every warm breath she exhaled upon his crotch, his cock twitched, and her eyes followed suit, watching closely as his length strained painfully against the fabric.

"Good girl, Lily!" cheered Daphne approvingly, encouraging his mother further. "Now, take off your top already! We all wanna see those babies!"

Lily hesitated briefly, biting her lip nervously, but Daphne was quick to reassure her. "Don't worry about it, Lily! We're all family and friends. Nobody will judge you here!"

With renewed confidence, she finally reached behind her neck, untying the knot holding her bikini top securely. It fell softly onto her lap, revealing her glorious assets fully for the second time. They were perfect: round, soft, yet firm enough to hold themselves high despite gravity's pull.

"Wow... Just wow!" gasped Iris, awestruck by the sight. "Mum, you look incredible!"

Harry couldn't agree more. He swallowed hard, feeling his throat go dry instantly upon seeing her bare flesh once more. How many times had he dreamt of having such a chance? To witness her naked form so freely displayed before him, without hiding or restraint? And now, here she was, giving him exactly what he desired most in life.

But little did he know that this wasn't the end of today's surprises. In fact, quite the opposite...

"Alright, let's move onto the final phase!" announced Daphne excitedly, grinning mischievously at the group. "Time for some real fun!"

Lily looked quizzically towards her, unsure of what she meant. However, knowing full well not to question her judgement, she simply waited patiently for further instructions.

Then, without warning, Daphne pulled down his swimming trunks, freeing his massive member forcefully. It sprang forth suddenly, and it was all Harry could do to snap photo after photo as his cock slapped his mum's cheek, leaving a wet trail across her skin...