Cultivating Pleasure Chapter 19 (Patreon)

“Looks like the storm’s going to hit us tonight,” Sirius grumbled as he glanced out the dark skies over the open waters. The distant rolling thunder had been growing in intensity over the last couple hours after supper, and it showed no sign of slowing.

“Maybe it’ll pass by the island,” Lily said hopefully.

“I hope so,” Emma sighed. “Tomorrow’s our last day on the island, and I’d hate for everything to be all soggy and wet.”

“Lucky you have us here then,” Pandora told her. “Our magic can help us make things nicer after a storm.”

“I wonder if the island has any protections against it,” Lily wondered.

“I doubt it,” Harry chimed in, glancing up at the adults who were standing near the shore’s edge. “They need the rainwater to help keep the island’s ecosystem healthy. It’d be too much work to try to use magic to water the plants and wildlife around here.”

“Let’s call Hermione and Luna in then,” Emma said, already walking down the shore towards where Hermione and Luna were playing in the water.

Harry got up from the warm sand and brushed any of it off of his skin before following Emma down towards the girls. The two of them had been especially affectionate towards each other since their lovely time on the beach yesterday, and that affection extended to him as well.

Hermione and Luna were in the shallows, splashing water back and forth at each other with bright smiles on their faces. They were just teasing each other, and Harry wouldn’t have been surprised if they’d been flirting a bit too.

“A storm’s coming soon,” Emma called out to them in warning. “We ought to get back to our villas and hunker down for the night.”

Hermione paused and looked over, which was clearly a mistake as Luna clearly didn’t agree to any sort of truce. A heavy spray of water smacked Hermione across the face.

Luna’s embarrassed and guilty expression only lasted for half of a second before she started to move. “I guess our fun’s over for today,” she told Hermione as she headed for the shore.

“Oh no you don’t!” Hermione shouted as she lunged forward and tackled Luna into the water.

Chuckling, Harry took out his wand and gave it a wave. Hermione and Luna came levitating out of the water, dripping wet and looking absolutely gorgeous. “I think that’s enough fun for today,” he smiled at them. “You can try and drown Luna tomorrow.”

“Deal,” Hermione agreed with a bright grin.

Harry levitated them separately back to the shore and set them down nicely.

Luna stared out anxiously towards the dark storm clouds. “I hate storms,” she murmured under her breath. “It always disturbs the animals back home.”

“Are you going to be okay tonight?” Harry asked her.

“Yeah,” Luna nodded, still staring out to sea.

“Why don’t we have a sleepover tonight?” Hermione suggested. “You and I can stay up late reading and talking about cute boys.” She flashed Harry a wink.

“That sounds great!” Luna exclaimed, turning around and wrapping Hermione up in a tight hug.

“You two had best go stock up on snacks then,” Emma said. “We’ve only got another hour or so before the storm gets here.”

The four of them left the shore and returned back to the others. They packed up their beach towels and other supplies and headed back towards their villas for the night.

After seeing Hermione and Luna off, Harry returned back to his villa. As much as he enjoyed his endless coupling with Hermione, it was nice to finally have a night off to relax just by himself. It’d give him the time he needed to recharge for their last day on the island.

Harry laid back in bed, casually reading a book on Herbology in South Asia as the storm rolled onto the island. A heavy downpour started, pelting the roof of Harry’s villa, while thunder cracked in the sky. Flashes of lightning shone through the glass door that overlooked the sea, briefly revealing the dark and treacherous waters that were being whipped up into a frenzy.

It really was good that they’d all gotten back to their villas so early. He couldn’t imagine just how much it would suck to be trapped in that storm outside.

“Harry! Unlock your door! It’s freezing out here!”

Harry jumped up in surprise at the sound of someone pounding on the front door to his villa. He raced around to it and quickly unlocked it. Before he could even open the door himself, Emma and Pandora threw it open and dashed inside.

“Close it!” Pandora shouted, thoroughly soaked and dripping water everywhere.

Harry slammed the door shut just as another thunderous boom rang out. “What the hell are you two doing here?”

“We’re here to see you of course,” Emma exclaimed as she pulled her damp hair away from her face.

“One second,” Harry told them as he pulled out his wand. With a couple quick flicks, he magically dried off both Emma and Pandora.

“Thanks,” Pandora smiled at him.

Harry just shook his head at them. “You two are barmy, you know that? Going out in a storm like this?”

“Well, now that Hermione gave the okay for anyone else to fuck you again…” Pandora trailed off with a coy smile. “We just couldn’t miss our chance.”

“You could’ve just showed up earlier before the storm hit if that was what you wanted,” Harry snorted.

“We were busy making sure that Hermione and Luna got all settled in first,” Emma explained.

“Honestly, couldn’t you two wait until tomorrow?” Harry asked.

“Then you’d be Hermione’s again,” Pandora pouted.

“Exactly,” Emma nodded in agreement. “But tonight, you’re all ours. You can’t honestly tell me that you haven’t missed our fun times together.”

Harry offered her a small smile. “I can’t.”

Truly, he loved being with Hermione entirely. She was the one woman he wanted above all others, but his time with Emma had been something exhilarating and special all on its own too. He’d loved being with her, even though he’d felt guilty about hiding his relationship with her from Hermione. All those days spent having sex with Emma had built up his confidence like nothing else could, and they’d made him feel alive.

“Then why not have another fun time with me? With both of us,” Emma amended quickly at Pandora’s annoyed look.

Harry chuckled. “I suppose I could—”

He stopped mid-sentence as another flash of lightning illuminated the world outside of his villa. Only this time, rather than just seeing the storming sea, he saw two figures emerging from the water and up onto his back deck.

Instantly, his danger senses went on alert. “Get behind me,” he told Emma and Pandora as he brandished his wand towards the two figures, who were coming closer to the glass door.

A curse was on his lips as the door slid open, but it faded the second he recognised the face that came into view.

“Narcissa?” Harry said in surprise, lowering his wand.

The blond-haired witch stepped in wearing little more than a bikini. Like Emma and Pandora had been, she was dripping wet. However, unlike them, she had a furious expression on her face.

“I told you this was an insane plan!” She exclaimed, rounding on the woman behind her.

“It worked out, didn’t it?” Anastasia said as she followed Narcissa into Harry’s villa. She closed the door behind her too and magically dried herself and Narcissa off.

“What happened?” Pandora asked curiously.

“She suggested that we use Bubble-Head Charms to walk under the waves in the middle of the storm to get over here to visit Harry!” Narcissa shouted, pointing an accusatory finger towards Anastasia.

“Harry promised that we could be with him tonight,” Anastasia countered defensively. “And storm or no storm, I wasn’t going to miss out on a night with him.”

Oh, right. Harry had completely forgotten the promise he’d made with Anastasia the other day when she’d helped him and Hermione out with their investigation into the new plant that could help Remus and Tonks have kids of their own.

But honestly, walking underwater in the middle of the storm? Were all of these women completely insane?

“Well, we got here first,” Emma protested.

“But Harry promised us,” Anastasia whined.

“We’re not going back home without getting what we came here for,” Narcissa said in agreement.

“Then what are we going to do?” Pandora asked.

A moment of silence passed.

Then, some wordless agreement clearly formed between the four women. They all nodded their heads as one and then turned their predatory gazes onto Harry.

Before he realised what was happening, the four women pounced on him. Hands started tearing off his clothes, exposing his cock to the air. All of the women managed to get their own clothes off in the carnage too.

He didn’t have to wait long before he felt a competing set of mouths trying to get around his girthy shaft. He recognised Emma’s face as she appeared right in front of his, her lips puckered.

Emma kissed Harry deeply, claiming him before anyone else could. A wisp of blond hair danced past his eyes before Narcissa grabbed his chin and wrenched his face away from Emma’s before capturing his lips with her own.

“That’s not fair,” Emma pouted. “I got to him first.”

“All’s fair in love and war, or so they say,” Narcissa smirked.

Perhaps it was, or perhaps that was just an excuse Narcissa used to have her way so that she could snog him to her heart’s content.

“Then I guess this is fair then,” Emma said with a kind smile a second before she tackled Narcissa down onto the bed next to Harry. The two witches fought for control for just a second before Emma kissed Narcissa soundly. The blond-haired witch’s eyes opened in shock before she melted into the embrace and began kissing Emma back.

“Look at them,” Pandora laughed as she kissed the side of Harry’s cock. “They’ve been so horny without you shagging them that they’ve finally lost all control.”

“Trust me, we’ve tried to satisfy the itch,” Anastasia said as her lips briefly left the tip of Harry’s cock. She pushed him over towards Pandora who eagerly took up the job of sucking on his cock. “But using our fingers and toys just isn’t the same as what Harry can offer us.”

“Sorry,” Harry said. “I’ve been a little bit preoccupied.”

“With your new girlfriend? I can only imagine how much time you two spend beneath the sheets,” Anastasia shivered. “In fact, I have imagined it. And gotten myself off to it more than once.”

“Hermione’s a delightful woman,” Pandora commented quickly as she teased her tongue along the underside of Harry’s cock. “And insatiable whenever she sets her mind to something. I’m sure that she’s keeping Harry quite busy in the bedroom.”

That she was. Between whatever time they could find to sneak away to have sex and their long nights together, the two of them had been thoroughly enjoying their new relationship together.

“You should remind her that it’s only polite to share a man as wonderful as you,” Anastasia said as she lowered her body down until Harry’s left leg was trapped between her breasts. “A man with a cock like yours can’t be relegated to just a single woman. You need to get out there and spread your seed.”

As if to emphasise the point, Anastasia took one of his balls into her mouth. She sucked on it gently, letting her tongue lather him with her saliva, all the while staring up at him through her luscious eyelashes.

“I’ll try to remind her of that,” Harry groaned, enjoying the pleasure of these two women.

“And we’ll do our best to remind you of exactly why you should keep coming back to us,” Pandora told him as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed his cock.

Pandora’s lips dragged down along Harry’s shaft as she took him deep into her throat. She had little trouble managing his girth as she pushed herself all the way down to the base of his cock. Her nostrils flared slightly as she breathed in, keeping her head perfectly in place so that Harry could experience the full delight of having his cock completely inside of her. Anastasia had to tilt her head awkwardly to the side to make space for Pandora, but she didn’t stop sucking on Harry’s balls for even a second.

To his right, Emma had managed to get Narcissa’s hands pinned above her head. The blond witch was squirming around as Emma pushed two fingers inside of her. They were still snogging like mad, and even though Narcissa looked like she was trying to get out from beneath Emma’s grasp, she clearly wasn’t trying very hard.

Harry had a hard time deciding which pair of witches to watch. Both were a perfect visual feast for the eyes.

Saliva started to drip out of the corners of Pandora’s mouth, and that was her sign to come up for air. She took one deep gasp, wiping away the saliva dripping down onto her chin, and dove right back down onto his cock. She bobbed her head up and down like a woman possessed, maintaining perfect control over her rapid pace. Her lips stroked his shaft while her tongue danced around his cock, teasing him ever so perfectly.

Harry couldn’t believe how he’d managed to end up in a situation like this, but he absolutely loved it. It felt overwhelming and absolutely right at the exact same time.

It wasn’t long before Harry felt his thighs begin to tense up and his balls churn.

“I’m close,” he warned Pandora and Emma.

But neither woman stopped their ministrations. They kept pleasuring him with their mouths.

Harry’s hips bucked a moment before he came. His hand shot out to grab onto something, and he found Narcissa’s breast. He gave her a tight squeeze, eliciting a moan from her sweet lips, and then exploded in Pandora’s mouth.

The witch kept her lips tightly sealed around the head of his cock as she used her hands to stroke his shaft. She pumped his thick, creamy cum into her mouth, sucking hard to get every last drop.

The moment that Harry finally finished cumming, Pandora released his cock from her mouth and gestured for Anastasia to let go of his balls. As she did so, Pandora opened her mouth, showing Harry’s cum swirling around inside. Then, she kissed Anastasia passionately, pushing a healthy dose of Harry’s cum into her mouth as she did so.

Harry’s cock didn’t flag for even a moment as he watched the erotic sight. The two women kept trading his cum back and forth between their mouths until they came to some silent, mutual agreement to swallow it all down.

“Merlin,” Anastasia gasped. “I can’t wait any longer.”

She practically pushed Pandora out of the way as she climbed onto Harry’s lap and speared herself down onto his cock. Her pussy was absolutely soaked and wonderfully tight. She let out an incredible moan of pleasure as she sank all the way down to the base.

“Hey, that’s not fair,” Emma pouted, looking up from Narcissa’s flushed face. “You two already got a turn with his cock.”

“Don’t… care…” Anastasia grunted in between words as she started bouncing on Harry’s cock. Her hips gyrated in a perfect motion, letting her glide up and down the thick piece of meat that was splitting her open. “Fuck, I’ve missed this.”

“Complain later,” Narcissa told Emma, pulling her back in for another kiss. “Right now, you’ve got to finish what you’ve started.”

Soft moans escaped Narcissa’s lips as Emma went right back to fingering her. Harry gave her breast one last squeeze before he let go and grabbed onto Anastasia’s hips instead.

Pandora slid around the bed to lie down right next to Harry. She nestled her head against his shoulder, brushing her long, blond hair out of his face. “How does she feel?” She asked Harry.

“Like a perfect fit,” Harry groaned. “So tight and warm and wet. I can feel her clenching down on me.”

As if spurred on by Harry’s words, Anastasia tensed her muscles even more to clamp down on his cock as she slammed herself all the way down onto his thick shaft. Her bubbly arse smacked noisily off of his thighs, and then bounced back up so that she could ride him all over again.

It was quite clear from the ferociousness with which Anastasia was riding him that he’d denied her for far too long. Although, perhaps that was for the best, because Harry absolutely loved what she was doing to him right now. It felt like she feared that she’d never get another chance to fuck him again, so she was giving it everything that she had to make the most out of this.

“I’m glad that she can please you,” Pandora said softly as she kissed his jawline. “We’re all so happy to do anything we can to get fucked by you.” Her lips trailed lower, kissing his neck while her fingers traced random designs along his chest.

“Fuck, oh fuck,” Anastasia trembled. Her thighs were quivering as she dropped herself onto Harry’s cock again, and this time she couldn’t get back up. She grinded herself against Harry’s pelvis, stirring his cock around inside of her pussy for just that extra little bit of pleasure. “You feel too good. Merlin, I want you so bad.”

“Then let me take control,” Harry said as he sat up.

Anastasia blushed deeply as Harry grabbed her arse and flipped her onto her back. He slammed his hips forward, ensuring that his cock stayed deep inside of her tight pussy throughout the transition.

“I’ll give you something to remember later when you’re touching yourself,” he told her huskily as he started to move his hips.

Anastasia squealed as Harry pounded into her pussy. He made long, powerful thrusts that saw his cock fill every inch of her pussy before he pulled almost all the way back out. His balls smacked off of her arse in a way that sent the most pleasant tingles down his spine.

“Yes! Yes! YES!” Anastasia cried out as she locked her legs around Harry’s waist. She helped pull him into her as he fucked her hard. “Fuck me with your big, fat cock1”

“Fuck yes,” Pandora moaned from behind them. “Give it to her.”

Harry didn’t even have to hear the wet sounds of Pandora’s pussy to know that she was touching herself to the sight.

The bed began to rock as Harry’s pace picked up in speed and intensity. He pounded into her with everything he had, letting loose completely.

“Harry!” Anastasia screamed seconds later. Her pussy spasmed around his cock as her orgasm hit her hard. Her body thrashed about, making Emma and Narcissa skitter out of the way. Harry just kept pounding into her until the tightness became too much and he was forced to still for just a few moments until she regained some meagre control over her body.

Not even five seconds passed after Anastasia’s orgasm faded and she started to gasp for air before Emma was pulling Harry away from her. His cock slipped out of her pussy, and he turned around to see Emma laid right on top of Narcissa. Both of their wet, pink pussies were nicely on display for him thanks to both women spreading their legs for him.

“So, Harry,” Emma smiled brilliantly at him. “Who do you want first?”

“You,” Harry answered as he pressed the tip of his cock to her sopping wet entrance.

“Ugh,” Emma groaned as Harry started to push inside. “Good answer.”

The feeling of being inside of Emma again after so long was indescribable. There was just something so comforting about the way her walls clung to him that made her unique among anyone he’d ever had sex with. It was heavenly and delightful, and Harry wanted more.

He pushed all the way inside of her until his hips met her arse. He let out a satisfied sigh, just resting there a moment to allow her the chance to adjust to his girth.

“How does it feel being back inside of your girlfriend’s mom’s cunt?” Emma said lewdly, glancing back at him for just a moment.

“Fucking fantastic,” Harry said as he grabbed onto her arse with both hands.

He started moving then, and Emma took the opportunity to go back to snogging Narcissa. At least, she tried to. It was quite hard for the two women to keep their lips locked together when Harry was shagging Emma fast and hard. His hips were like pistons as he slammed back and forth, spearing her with his cock. He was as rough with her as he used to be, knowing that this was exactly the type of sex she was looking for now that he was available to her again.

Emma’s moans vanished into Narcissa’s mouth, but Harry heard them regardless. They were sweet and egged him on to keep fucking her hard.

Meanwhile, Anastasia had finally recovered enough from her own orgasm to lay down on the bed next to Harry and buried her face in Pandora’s crotch. The poor woman had yet to have an orgasm, even with how fiercely she was pleasuring herself to the sight of Harry fucking everyone, so Anastasia was ready to help her out.

“Your welcome for training her to eat pussy like that,” Narcissa told Pandora as she let out her first moan from Anastasia’s ministrations. “Now, if only I could get a bit of pleasure myself…”

Harry chuckled at Narcissa’s pouty comment. He supposed that it wasn’t entirely fair for him to only fuck Emma, no matter how much fun it was.

The next time he pulled his hips back, he pulled his cock all the way out of Emma’s pussy. She whined in complaint, but Harry gave her a playful slap on the arse to assure her that he’d come back to her eventually. For now though, he angled his cock downward towards Narcissa’s pussy and pushed inside roughly.

“Fuck!” Narcissa cried out as his cock filled her up in a single thrust, stretching out her tight hole. As much as Emma’s fingers had helped to loosen her up a touch, they were nothing compared to the overwhelming size of Harry’s cock. But Narcissa that was exactly what Narcissa loved about Harry’s cock, so she had no complaints as he started to fuck her tight hole. “You’re going to wreck me!”

She said it was like a wonderful thing, and Harry had to agree.

“Lucius still isn’t enough to satisfy you?” Harry asked, a little bit teasingly.

“I haven’t let him touch me since I first had you,” Narcissa moaned.

Harry was a bit surprised, but then again, he wasn’t at the same time. Lucius was a pathetic cretin, just like Draco. It was no wonder why his wife had to go looking for other men to keep her satisfied. Well, Harry was happy to be the one to fill up Narcissa’s holes.

Harry thrust forward hard, ramming his cock deep into her pussy. He was still holding onto Emma’s arse to keep the two women balanced and in place. He squeezed her puffy, red cheeks as he kept fucking Narcissa.

Pandora’s moans grew louder and louder as Anastasia worked her magic on her. Narcissa clearly did one hell of a good job teaching her, because whatever she was doing was enough to drive Pandora completely mad with lust. She was holding Anastasia’s head in place with one hand and using her other hand to tweak her nipples, sending little sparks of pleasure through her system.

Harry felt his own orgasm beginning to grow inside of himself, and he didn’t want to leave either Emma or Narcissa feeling like they hadn’t gotten enough from him, so he started to switch between their pussies.

He’d give each of them a handful of thrusts before pulling out and switching to the other woman’s pussy. It wasn’t a perfect solution right now, but with both of them being so needy, he didn’t want to leave one of them waiting. Regardless, both of them moaned like crazy each time he thrust back inside of them and gave them the fucking they deserved.

He fucked each of them with everything he had. Emma’s back arched more and more as each little burst of pleasure exploded inside of her, and Harry inevitably gravitated back towards her pussy.

“I’m—” Harry managed to barely form the words of warning before he slammed forward and sprayed his seed inside of Emma’s pussy. Her walls shuddered around him, and she cried out as her own orgasm tore through her. Her pussy helped to squeeze out his thick load of cum deep inside of her, leaving both of them more than satisfied.

Harry pulled out of her just as Pandora reached her peak. Her cries of pleasure dubbed over the incredible sight of Harry’s cum dripping out of Emma’s pussy and down onto Narcissa’s.

“I still haven’t orgasmed yet,” Narcissa whined in complaint.

“Don’t worry,” Harry assured her. “Before the morning, you’ll have had far more than one.”

So much for having a peaceful, relaxing night in.