Harry's Perfect Summer (Ch. 6 - WitchTok) (Patreon)

Harry had been reading in the living room when he heard the unmistakable sound of laughter coming from outside. Curious, he made his way to the backyard, where he found all the women gathered around Iris' phone.

They must have coordinated their outfits, for they were all wearing similar sundresses. Iris and Lily were dressed in matching red dresses with floral patterns and deep necklines. Their cleavages were generously displayed, and the material clung tightly to their fit bodies.

Lily was especially seductive. Even though she looked mature for her age, her figure could still rival her teenage daughter's easily. And since they were both wearing the same size sundress, which looked to be fitted for Iris and not her mum, Lily's bigger breasts seemed to be on the verge of spilling over the front of her dress. The erotic sight was making Harry's head spin.

Similarly, Daphne and Anastasia were wearing matching summer dresses in pastel green. Both had bared their shoulders, exposing large areas of flesh, emphasising their lovely skin tones. Additionally, the high-thigh splits showed off their bare legs. No doubt, it was enough to make any straight man weak in the knees.

Finally, Hermione and her mother Emma were clad in bright yellow. Like the others, both wore sundresses of the same make, this time with white polka dots all over them, giving them an even more playful look. They both had their hair tied up in sloppy buns, giving them an innocent appearance, while also making them look the same age.

Emma noticed him first as he approached and waved him over. "Hey, Harry! You're just in time! Come join us!" A healthy blush spread across her cheeks as she spoke, and Harry couldn't help but remember the stunning performance she had put on yesterday evening by the lake. He wondered if she was thinking about it, too.

He strolled over to the group, happy he had decided to venture outside today. "What's up?"

Daphne turned to face him, her lips curling upwards. "We're about to record some new videos for our WitchTok channel. Why don't you stay and watch? Maybe you can learn something?" she teased, winking slyly at him as she spoke. She truly loved to tease him.

Lily must not have gotten the memo about what kind of videos they were planning to make, because she nodded eagerly to Daphne's advice. "Yeah, come on, Harry! We need someone to film us dancing. What do you say?" Her bulging breasts jiggled as she nodded her head, threatening to break free, and Harry felt his shorts tighten.

"And it would be helpful to have a guy's perspective," added Hermione. Her face was flushed, and she was fidgeting with her hair, but she was clearly excited about the prospect of having him around. Having her pussy stuffed full of his fingers the day before must have only amplified her desire for him.

Harry shrugged nonchalantly, trying to hide his growing excitement. "Sure, why not? I've got some time to kill." The truth was, he didn't have any plans at all, so there was really no reason not to help them out. Besides, it was an excellent opportunity to see the girls in action, and maybe even finally figure out what the name of their WitchTok channel was.

Iris frowned at her friends. "What? Again?" She sounded less than enthusiastic, at the thought of Harry watching them shake their hips. But her protests were drowned out by the others' cheering and laughter, urging her to let him join in. In the end, she relented, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Fine, whatever. Let's get started then."

Iris reluctantly handed her phone to Harry, who took it with a smile. "Alright, what do you want me to do?"

Daphne seemed to be the director for their little shoot, because she pointed towards Hermione and Emma, instructing them on what to do. "You two are up first. Go stand next to each other, facing away from the camera. Remember, the theme is 'Naughty Sisters', so try to make it as sexy as possible."

Hermione and Emma exchanged a glance, then moved into position. They faced away from the camera, standing shoulder to shoulder, their backs to the lens. When Daphne started the music, they swayed their hips sensually, dancing to a slow, seductive rhythm. Harry couldn't help but stare at their asses, admiring the way their dresses hugged their curves.

Daphne called out instructions from behind him, telling them how to move and pose. "Now turn around, slowly. Show us your faces. Good. Now, put your hands on your hips. That's right. Now, spread your legs apart. Just like that. Great. Now, arch your back. Yes, yes, just like that. Perfect."

The whole time, Harry filmed them, capturing every inch of their beautiful bodies. He zoomed in on their faces, focusing on their expressions. Then he pulled back, revealing their entire forms, lingering on their chests, then their waists, then their legs. His erection grew harder and harder as he watched them dance.

And as the song reached its end, Daphne instructed them to find their ending pose. "Okay, now turn around, face the camera, and lean forward, like you're about to kiss the lens. That's it. Let the camera see your big breasts. Yes, yes, just like that. Perfect. Now, stick out your tongues and lick your lips suggestively, as if you're desperate for some cock. Yes, just like that. Excellent. And... cut. That's a wrap!"

Hermione and Emma hurriedly separated from each other, smiling sheepishly as they ran back to join the rest of the women standing behind Harry to look at the footage. "How was that?" Hermione asked, her voice breathless.

Harry replayed the video, showing them the video. Their dance was short but erotic, and the combination of their movements, the music, and the scenery made for a tantalising scene. It wasn't explicit, but it certainly captured the spirit of the event. With a bit of editing, it would be perfect for their WitchTok channel.

"Excellent, just excellent!" praised Anastasia, giving them a round of applause. "You two were amazing! I can't wait to see the final product." The others agreed, and Hermione and Emma blushed, looking pleased with themselves.

Next up were Daphne and Anastasia. Iris directed them to stand side-by-side, facing the camera. And as the music started playing they playfully greeted the camera, waving and blowing kisses. Then, the beat dropped, and Iris instructed them to start twerking.

"Turn around, and show off those big asses of yours! Spread your legs wide apart, and give the camera a good view! Perfect!" Iris instructed, pointing to various positions and motions for them to take.

Harry could feel himself getting painfully hard already, seeing the mother-daughter duo shaking their booties together. The sight alone was enough to drive anyone wild, let alone when combined with the sultry tune playing in the background.

He made sure to keep the camera low, angling it upward to capture as much of their jiggling derrieres as possible. The material of their sundresses bounced along with their asses, providing brief glimpses of their panties underneath as well as their firm, soft flesh. His cock was aching to be freed from its confinement.

After almost half a minute of twerking, Iris told them to switch things up. "Now, turn around and face the camera. Let's see those beautiful faces of yours."

Daphne and Anastasia did as instructed, turning around to face the camera. They stood close together, almost touching, their bodies mere inches apart. Their faces were flushed, and their eyes sparkled with excitement.

Iris continued directing them. "Alright, now get closer to one another. Put your arms around each other's waist. There we go. Now, Daphne, give your mother a kiss on the cheek. That's it! Look surprised, Anastasia. Like you didn't expect it. Now, Anastasia, do the same. Give your daughter a peck on the cheek. Perfect!"

Harry imagined what it would feel like to have these two stunning women kissing his cock instead. How incredible it would be to watch such gorgeous creatures worshipping him so passionately. To hear their moans echo through the room as they took turns suckling on his shaft. He couldn't help but imagine it vividly, feeling his dick throb painfully inside his shorts.

Suddenly, Iris interrupted his fantasies. "Great job, you two! Let's move on to the final pose. Stand shoulder to shoulder again, facing the camera. Perfect! Now, lean forward, give the camera a view down your cleavage. Show us some skin. Good. Now, hold up your massive tits with your hands. Just like that. Fantastic! Now, stick out your tongues and look seductively at the camera. Just like that. As if you're begging for a big, fat cock to spray your breasts and faces with its cum. Yes, yes, just like that. Perfect. And... cut. That's a wrap!"

The two women had no trouble complying with Iris' directions, and the final product was phenomenal. Harry found himself mesmerised by their perfect forms, unable to look away from the viewfinder.

As the song ended, the group clapped and cheered, praising Daphne and Anastasia for their performance. "That was absolutely brilliant, girls! You two were born to do this!" Lily exclaimed, patting both Daphne and Anastasia on the backs.

Iris nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you both did a fantastic job. You had everyone watching you hooked from the moment you started twerking!" she added, grinning proudly.

Harry couldn't help but agree with her. If the reactions of the others were anything to go by, then the video was going to be a hit.

Finally, it was time for Iris and Lily's turn. This was the performance Harry had been waiting for. The anticipation was killing him. His heart raced as he watched Iris and Lily prepare for their act.

Daphne instructed them to stand together, side by side. And as the music started playing, they began to sway their hips sensually, moving in perfect unison. Harry was mesmerised by the sight of them dancing together, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. He couldn't help but admire the way their dresses clung to their curves, accentuating their every move. Especially Lily, whose bigger breasts were barely contained by the fabric, and seemed to be on the verge of spilling out at any moment. Harry felt his cock twitch in his shorts as he watched his sister and mum move before him.

"Alright, now do a pirouette," Daphne called out, standing behind Harry, watching the performance intently.

Iris and Lily did as instructed, spinning around gracefully, their dresses fluttering up in the air. For a split second, Harry caught a glimpse of their matching white lace thongs, which sent a surge of blood rushing straight to his groin. He had to force himself to keep filming, desperately trying to hide the massive bulge forming in his shorts.

"Now, on three, I want you two to jump in the air. Jump high, as high as you can. And... one, two, three!" Daphne shouted, counting aloud.

Iris and Lily followed Daphne's instructions perfectly, leaping into the air in perfect sync. Harry caught the moment when their dresses fluttered up, revealing their matching thongs once more. His breathing grew ragged as he filmed the scene, immortalising it forever on digital media.

As Iris and Lily reached the top of their jump, Daphne quickly transfigured their outfits, revealing their fit bodies clad in skimpy string bikinis. The sight of their perky tits and round asses made Harry dizzy, and he knew he would not last much longer.

When Iris and Lily landed back on the ground, they looked even more alluring than ever. Their massive breasts jiggled enticingly under their tiny bikini tops, threatening to burst free at any moment. Harry could hardly contain himself anymore; he wanted nothing more than to throw off his clothes and ravish those beautiful women right there and then. But he held himself back, knowing full well that doing so would only lead to disaster. Instead, he continued recording, determined to capture every inch of their exquisite beauty.

Next, Daphne told them to hug each other while looking at the camera. They obeyed immediately, wrapping their arms around each other's waists and pressing their chests against one another. Their nipples hardened instantly, creating an erotic display of flesh-on-flesh contact. It was almost too much for Harry to bear.

However, the biggest surprise came when Lily's breast popped out of her bikini top, causing her nipple to peek out of the material. It was so unexpected that Harry nearly dropped the phone from shock. Thankfully, he managed to regain control before anything disastrous happened. He kept filming, capturing the accidental wardrobe malfunction. Lily didn't seem to have noticed, and Daphne didn't say anything, so Harry decided to keep quiet as well.

Finally, Daphne instructed them to strike the final pose. "Alright, now get down on the grass, kneeling. That's it. Move closer, Harry. Get up close and record from above. Make sure to capture everything."

Unsuspecting, Harry did as he was told, moving closer to his sister and mum, aiming the camera at their beautiful faces. From this close up, he could see his own erection at the bottom of the viewfinder, and he knew he would have a hard time explaining himself later. But for now, he didn't care. He was too captivated by the sight of Iris and Lily to worry about anything else.

"That's it. Now, look up at Harry, not the camera. Make the viewers feel like they're right there with you. Good. Now, stick out your tongues and lick your lips. Just like that. Perfect!"

Harry was in heaven. He had never seen anything more alluring than his sister and mother kneeling before him, their perfect bodies on display. He would never forget this moment for as long as he lived. And that was why he didn't notice Daphne dropping to her knees behind him, preparing the final surprise.

It wasn't until she grabbed his shorts and pulled them down, exposing his massive erection, that he realised what was happening. But by then, it was too late. His big, fat cock sprang free, throbbing painfully in front of everyone present. There was no turning back now, no way to hide his arousal. All he could do was stand there, naked and exposed, his focus on the video being recorded, as the women stared at his cock in awe.

Through the viewfinder, Harry saw Iris staring at his long, thick dick, her eyes wide open in shock. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her mouth hung agape, unable to form words. Beside her, Lily seemed equally stunned, but also intrigued. A faint blush spread across her cheeks, making her already rosy complexion glow brighter still.

If Daphne's goal had been to get a final shot of the women's astonished reactions, then she had certainly succeeded beyond her wildest dreams. Even Harry couldn't help but be impressed by the result. The two women kneeling before him, their eyes glued to his cock, their mouths hanging open in disbelief.

He just so happened to be close enough to feel their hot breath on his shaft, and it made his cock twitch in anticipation, as if begging for their mouths' attentions. He bit his lip to avoid moaning, fighting the urge to reach out and grab their heads, pushing them onto his shaft. He managed to resist, if barely, focusing instead on continuing to record the memorable scene unfolding before him.

But that was also where the scene ended. His twitching cock pulled the women out of their daze, reminding them of their predicament, and making Daphne call an end to the session. They looked up at him with embarrassed expressions, and Harry stopped recording. He quickly stuffed himself back into his shorts, trying his best to act nonchalant.

"I knew it! You have a boner again," Iris accused him, pointing at his crotch accusingly. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her voice trembled slightly, as if having a hard time hiding the arousal coursing through her veins.

Lily looked at him with a mixture of shock and arousal, too, her gaze flicking between his face and his recently-covered crotch. After a few moments, she finally spoke up. "Don't mind her, Harry. It's only natural. A man your age has needs. We just didn't expect... to see it for real," she finished lamely, scratching her head awkwardly. One of her delicious breasts were still on display, due to the earlier malfunction, and Harry had a hard time looking her in the face as she spoke.

Daphne seemed especially pleased by the situation, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she winked at him. "You should consider it a compliment, Iris," she said teasingly. "After all, we are here to make content for our WitchTok channel. Seeing how much he enjoys watching us dance is proof enough that we must be doing something right."

Harry felt his cheeks burning, embarrassment flooding through his veins.

Hermione had been watching the footage play on the phone while they were arguing, giggling with excitement. When the video cut off, she turned to Harry, grinning widely. "Wow, that was amazing! You really captured some great shots, Harry!"

Emma nodded in agreement. "Yes, indeed! And that last part can even be uploaded to your adult section, don't you think?"

Harry froze. Did he hear Emma right? Did the girls actually have an adult section on their WitchTok account? If so, he needed to find out more about it. Fast.

As the women re-watched all the videos they had recorded, Harry singled out Hermione and pulled her aside. He now knew she had a crush on him, and he thought the two of them had grown even closer after he fingerfucked her in the library yesterday. So if any of the girls could help him out without thinking it weird that he was interested in their channel, it would be her.

"Hey, Hermione, is it true what your mum just said about you guys having an adult section on your WitchTok channel?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

Hermione smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it is. We just started it recently. It's not too explicit or anything, just a few topless shots and some naughtier dancing. Why do you ask?"

Harry feigned ignorance. "No reason, just curious," he replied, hiding the growing excitement surging through his body. "I was just thinking that if you guys needed a man's perspective, I could help you out. You know, give you some tips and stuff," he added, hoping she would take the bait. He made sure to keep his voice low, so the others wouldn't overhear.

Hermione's face lit up with understanding. "Oh, you mean like poses and stuff? Sure thing! That would be awesome!" she agreed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "We could use all the help we can get. We're still new to this, so any advice you can give us would be greatly appreciated."

Harry grinned, feeling relieved. This was going better than he had hoped. "Great! Just let me know the details, and I'll look through it whenever I have some time to spare. I'm sure I can help you guys out."

Hermione blushed, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink at his insinuation. "Thank you, Harry. I really appreciate it. The account is called '@HogwartsVixens'. I'm sure you'll find it easily enough." She gave him a shy smile, and then leaned in close, whispering in his ear. "And if you need any... any help with that problem of yours, just let me know. I'd be happy to return the favour." With a final flutter of her eyelashes, she gave him one last lingering look, then rejoined the others.

Harry watched her go, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Not only had he finally learned the name of their WitchTok channel, but Hermione had also offered to help him with his little "problem".

He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. His dick throbbed painfully inside his shorts, reminding him of its presence. He needed release, and fast. And while Hermione had kindly offered to help him out, she looked busy for now chatting with her friends, and he was too impatient to wait for them to finish.

Excusing himself from the group, Harry practically sprinted back to his bedroom, eager to relieve himself. Once inside, he locked the door behind him, ensuring no one would disturb him. Then, he quickly stripped off his clothes, throwing himself onto his bed.

His fingers were a blur as he opened the WitchTok app on his phone and searched for the account Hermione had told him about: @HogwartsVixens. Once he found it, he tapped the screen, eager to see what kind of content they had posted.

The page loaded quickly, and a set of thumbnails appeared before him. Each image displayed a different scene from the bikini shoot he had witnessed just two days ago. His fingers trembled as he scrolled through the images and videos, his heart racing faster and faster.

He clicked on one of the videos, and the screen filled with a close-up shot of Iris's perfect breasts, only hidden by the tiny strings of her bikini top. The camera then zoomed out, revealing her entire body, clad in a skimpy bikini. She was dancing to a sultry tune, her hips swaying sensually, her breasts bouncing with every move and the cheeks of her ass jiggling provocatively.

Another video showed Hermione sprawled across a sun lounger in her two-piece swimsuit, each piece barely containing her huge mounds of flesh. She was lying on her stomach, exposing her plump ass and long legs, inviting anyone watching to imagine themselves between those luscious thighs as she jiggled her ass sensually from side to side.

A third video showcased Daphne in her daring bikini, doing squats. Her bikini top was nothing but two small triangles connected by tiny gold rings, held up by a few thin strings. Her bikini bottom was equally daring in just another small triangle, held together by strings around the backside of her ass, leaving her firm cheeks fully exposed. As she squatted, the fabric stretched against her pussy lips, giving the viewer tantalising glimpses of her entrance's imprint through the fabric. And as the camera panned around to the back, the strings disappeared into her crack, exposing her big round ass cheeks entirely.

Harry's hand moved rapidly over his cock, stroking it furiously as he watched the scenes in the videos unfold.

But there was something missing. Something crucial. Where was the adult section Hermione mentioned earlier? Had he missed it somehow? He scrolled back up to the top of the profile, where he noticed a little button labelled 'more'. Curious, he clicked on the link, and his eyes went wide. There it was, the treasure trove of explicit material, tucked away behind an innocuous tab.

Eagerly, Harry clicked on the tab, and he was prompted to create an account. His mind raced for ideas for anonymous usernames, and in his arousal, he typed in '@HadrianEvans1980'. He hit enter, and the page loaded, revealing a new set of thumbnails.

Moving his fingers faster over his aching dick, he started flipping through the pictures and videos. The girls never went any further than showing off their bare breasts or posing in more provocative positions, but that was all Harry needed right now.

He clicked in on a video of Iris lying back on a sofa, exposing her huge tits. In fact, he recognised it as the sofa down in the living room. When had they recorded this? How had he missed it? Regardless, it mattered not, as Harry was already lost in the beauty of the scene in front of him.

Iris let her fingers play with her nipples, teasing them mercilessly, all while staring seductively at the camera. Harry's cock twitched in his hand, the ache building up. He could feel his balls tightening, telling him that he wouldn't last much longer.

She was pressing her tits together, making them protrude in all kinds of provocative ways, when a notification popped up on the screen advertising their newest video. Curious, Harry tapped on it, and the video started playing.

Iris and Lily were kneeling next to each other on the grass in their tiny bikinis, Lily with one of her breasts out, looking up at the camera with pleading eyes. Harry instantly recognised it as the scene he had just helped them record. The shorts at the bottom of the video were suddenly pulled downwards, and Harry saw the replay of his massive erection spring free.

His sister's and mum's faces lighting up with shock and excitement was enough to send him over the edge. With a loud groan, Harry came hard, shooting ropes of cum all over his bed. Just knowing that it had been his cock they were practically salivating over made the orgasm even better. It took several moments until he finally stopped shaking, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

When clarity finally returned to him, Harry had perhaps the most brilliant thought of his life. With shaky hands, he entered the comment section and typed out a quick comment under the video.

HadrianEvans1980: Fucking amazing! That was the best video I've seen so far. I would pay big to see more content of you girls with that cock.

Harry added a 100 Galleon donation to the comment and clicked the 'post' button. He felt an inexplicable satisfaction at his own cleverness. He knew Iris, Daphne and Hermione loved the attention of drooling men more than anything, so if he could "anonymously" demand more content featuring his cock, surely they would comply, right? Only time would tell whether his plan worked. Either way, Harry couldn't wait to find out what would happen next. And perhaps more importantly, would his sister be willing to play along?