Cultivating Pleasure Chapter 7 (Patreon)

The cold water from the shower head helped Harry cool down after his busy morning at Malfoy Manor. Even now, he could picture Narcissa in that bikini of hers, and just the mere thought of it was making his blood rush down to his crotch.

“Stop it, you idiot,” Harry muttered to himself as he banged his forehead against the wall. This wasn’t the time to be thinking about how fit Draco’s mum was, or how much he’d love to bend her over and fuck her by her pool.

“Damn it,” Harry growled as he smacked his fist off of the wall. He made the shower as cold as it could go, leaving him shivering for the last couple minutes of his shower.

Once he’d finally gotten all of the dirt and grime off of himself, Harry wasted no time in getting dried off and dressed. He was feeling terribly stressed between having all of these beautiful witches around him constantly enticing or propositioning him and having to deal with what he was going to do with Hermione.

He needed to come clean to her, and he’d just deal with whatever fallout was left as best he could. He hoped that she’d be understanding about his relationship with her mum, and understanding about his feelings towards her.

But he wouldn’t truly know until the situation was right in front of him.

So, as he said goodbye to his mum for the second time that day and gave the treacle tart that was baking in the oven a longing glance, he apparated to the abandoned alley near Hermione’s house.

During the short walk over, Harry kept trying to hype himself up for the difficult conversation ahead, but it was harder than he imagined. He didn’t want to hurt Hermione, and while he didn’t exactly know how she’d respond to his relationship with her mum, he knew that she wouldn’t be happy that he had been keeping secrets from her.

Especially not after they’d accidentally kissed.

When Harry reached her house, he knocked on the front door. No one answered.

He knocked again, only this time, he heard a peal of laughter coming from the back garden.

Realising that Hermione and Emma must be in the backyard, Harry walked around the side of the house and let himself in through the gate.

“Hey,” Harry called out right as he rounded the corner. However, any further words died on his lips when he saw Emma and Pandora sitting together, laughing and drinking.

The two older women both laid eyes on Harry at the exact same time and let out another fit of giggles. Emma was the first one up out of her chair, and she quickly rushed over to his side and wrapped him in a tight hug. “Harry!” She exclaimed happily. “I thought you weren’t feeling well today?”

“Yeah, well,” Harry mumbled awkwardly, finding himself at the centre of attention of his lover and the mum of the woman he’d slept with. It was a sharp change of pace from what he’d been expecting, and it left him caught off guard. “I guess it was just a temporary thing in the morning.”

Pandora shot him a knowing look and took another sip of her wine. “I’m sorry to say that you just missed Hermione and Luna,” she told him. “They were heading off into town to go shopping for a while. They won’t be back for a few hours yet.”

“Oh,” Harry replied, deflating a bit. All of his energy he’d worked up to finally talk with Hermione vanished in an instant, and he just felt like going back home and hiding in bed for another day.

“You can hang out with us if you want,” Emma suggested with a sly wink. “Pandora and I have been trading stories.”

“Stories?” Harry repeated quickly, feeling a nervous bubble forming in his belly.

“You are one naughty man,” Emma said playfully as she poked his chest. “First, you managed to bag me, and then you slept with Luna? I was worried that you’d never come back around now that you’ve found a younger woman to keep you company.”

“It isn’t like that,” Harry replied awkwardly. “It was just a favour for a friend.”

Emma laughed again. “I’m just teasing you, Harry. Pandora told me all about it, and how appreciative she was that you helped them both out.”

Pandora nodded her head in agreement. “You can’t imagine how over the moon Luna’s been ever since you took her maidenhead. She’s finally a true woman now, and she feels like she’s ready to take on the world.”

Harry’s cheeks turned a dark red at Pandora’s words. Having what he and Luna got up to expressed so openly was surprising to him, but the fact that Pandora was saying it right in front of Emma made it feel so much more awkward.

“How cute,” Emma cooed. “He’s blushing.”

Harry fought to quickly get his body back under control. “I didn’t know how you’d take it,” he told her honestly.

“Please,” Emma replied, waving off his concern. “You’re a handsome young man. If anything, I’d be more concerned if you were solely shacking up with me. You deserve to go out and live your life however you want, and I only want to play a small part of the pleasures you enjoy.”

Well, that was certainly one worry off of his mind. But as easy as it was to handle this discussion with the mother, Harry had no doubt that it’d be far harder with the daughter.

“Come on and sit down,” Pandora said, waving him over. “I brought over a bottle of elven wine for Emma to try.”

Harry walked over to one of the vacant chairs and sat down. The metal-framed chairs had plush red cushions on them to keep everyone comfortable, and the glass table in between them held the two women’s glasses of wine, a bucket with ice and two bottles inside of it, and a small platter of cheese, nuts, and crackers.

“Lily and I have shared a few bottles before,” Emma admitted with a devious smile as she settled back into her chair. “And I’ve never been able to think of muggle wine the same since. There’s just something so delectable about this.”

“It’s the magic they impart on the land,” Pandora explained as she poured herself another small helping of the crisp white wine. It looked like they’d just opened their first bottle and had a glass each so far. “The soil that grows the grapes absorbs it and becomes so much more juicy, flavourful, and perfect. Everything that goes into the wine is affected with the same magic, even the casks they’re stored in.”

“It’s divine,” Emma gushed as she took another sip. A little golden drop ran down the corner of her mouth to her chin, and Emma promptly swept it up with her finger and popped it into her mouth with a satisfied moan. “There isn’t much that can compare to how pleasurable it is.”

“From the way you tell it, Harry must be just as good, if not better,” Pandora teased Emma.

Emma didn’t look ashamed or embarrassed. In fact, she put on a big grin at Pandora’s words. “Trust me, until you’ve had him, you can’t begin to understand just how good he feels inside of you.”

Harry felt a swell of pride at that. He’d always had positive reviews from the witches back at Hogwarts, but hearing it from a much more experienced woman was truly something that made him feel pride in his body and his skills in bed.

“I don’t know about that,” Pandora said with a wink at Harry. “This wine is pretty good.”

“Then why don’t you have a taste of him now and see what I’ve been talking about,” Emma suggested excitedly.

“Err…” Harry paused, looking between the two women who had knowing glints in their eyes. Somehow, it felt like they’d arranged this entire situation without his knowledge.

Pandora smiled at Harry. “I suppose I do owe you a thank you after what you did for Luna.”

“But what about Xenophilius?” Harry asked quickly, not so much as looking for an escape as making sure that he was in the clear to do this. The thoughts of Narcissa still hadn’t left his mind completely, and his body was more than ready for a bit of fun.

“He and I have an understanding,” Pandora explained kindly. “We’re both open to exploring the bodies of others, just as nature intended, so long as we remain dedicated to each other. We haven’t had a single problem throughout our marriage.”

“Well then, everything seems sorted.” Emma clapped her hands together excitedly. “Go on and give him a taste. I’m sure you’ll see what I mean right away.”

“I’m sure I will,” Pandora grinned.

It was strange to see Pandora dropping to her knees in front of Harry. In so many ways, Pandora looked nearly identical to Luna. It was only the very mild laugh lines on her face and the way she had her hair up in a ponytail that differentiated the two witches. Beyond that, Pandora was much more upfront with her desires. Luna always seemed so mysterious, but not in a purposeful way. The way Pandora looked at him with that sly smile on her lips and fire in her eyes made it clear what she wanted from him.

“She’s been talking a big game all afternoon,” Emma giggled as Pandora placed herself in between Harry’s thighs. “Said you wouldn’t last five minutes under her.”

“Is that so?” Harry chuckled.

Pandora looked up at him challengingly. “I know you won’t,” she replied cockily.

“Do I smell a bet?” Emma grinned.

“If I win, you’re going to spend the rest of the afternoon eating me out until I’m satisfied,” Pandora told Harry.

“And if I win?” He asked.

Pandora shrugged. “What would you like?”

There were a great many things he’d like, but one jumped immediately to the forefront of his mind.

“I want you to eat out Emma,” Harry answered. “While I fuck you.”

“Oooh,” Emma clapped excitedly. “I like the sound of that.”

“Deal,” Pandora agreed with barely any time to think it over. She still seemed supremely confident as her fingers began undoing his belt. “But I don’t want to hear any whinging when you lose.”

“You won’t,” Emma giggled to herself. “His mouth will be too busy doing something else to be able to talk.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be on my side?” Harry asked Emma.

Emma shrugged in reply. “I’m also here for a good show, and we’ll definitely get one now. Look at Pandora’s eyes; can’t you see just how horny she is at the thought of you licking her core until she screams?”

Pandora did have a certain look about her that screamed desire, Harry had to admit.

“Enough stalling,” Pandora interrupted. “It’s time for the test.”

“Just a second,” Emma said as she jumped up to her feet and rushed inside her house. She was barely inside for a few seconds before she came running back out with a muggle kitchen timer. The small white box had a knob on the front with minute markings in a circle around it. Emma turned the knob until the arrow on it was pointed right at the five minute marker. “The timer will ring after five minutes is up. Are the two of you ready?”

Harry and Pandora both nodded.

“Then… start!” Emma announced giddily.

Pandora’s hands were a blur as she yanked down Harry’s trousers and pants to down past his knees. His cock instantly shot up and bobbed freely, but Pandora grabbed onto it quickly and brought the engorged member right up to her lips.

Pandora kissed the head of Harry’s cock slowly. “You’re even bigger than Emma said.”

Harry’s cock jumped in Pandora’s hands, making her chuckle softly.

“Do you like it when I talk about how big you are?” Pandora asked him. “Or is it the fact that you have two beautiful women talking about you sexually?”

“Both,” Harry answered honestly. Hearing Emma sing his praises was one of his favourite things about being with her, and knowing that she was sharing her experiences with Pandora made this just so much hotter. He was already mentally picturing Pandora bent over in front of him as he thrust in and out of her pussy while Emma was moaning in delight at the work Pandora’s tongue would be doing on her pussy.

“You’re certainly the biggest I’ve ever seen,” Pandora continued, planting another sloppy kiss on the side of Harry’s shaft. “A part of me wants to lose the bet just so that I can feel it inside of me.”

“There’s no reason he can’t fuck you another time if you win,” Emma pointed out.

“True,” Pandora smiled at her. “I suppose I should give it my all then.”

With that serving as her warning, Pandora practically unhinged her jaw as she devoured Harry’s cock. Harry was astounded to see her lips trail all the way down his shaft in one smooth motion. Every single inch sank down into her mouth and throat, and Harry finally felt the satisfaction he’d been craving all morning ever since Narcissa teased him in that bikini of hers.

“Seems like he likes it,” Emma giggled.

What wasn’t there to like about it? Pandora’s melt felt so nice and hot around his cock, and the way her throat was massaging his cock was just sublime. Pandora didn’t even seem phased by having his thick cock down her throat so casually like this; her eyes were staring at his through her eyelashes, amusement dancing through them as she saw just how good she was making him feel.

Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, Pandora started to slither her tongue along the underside of his cock. She weaved it back and forth as she coated it in saliva, and then her tongue slid out in between her lip and his cock and poked his balls. She lathered them with her tongue, gently teasing them.

“God, look at that,” Emma said in awe, shaking her head. “She puts me to shame.”

As much as Harry enjoyed Emma sucking his cock, he had to agree. He’d never experienced anything quite like this. Pandora’s lack of a gag reflex and her incredible ability to take his entire cock inside of her mouth and throat was something special.

They were barely a minute and a half in, and Harry didn’t know how he was going to hold out for even one more. Pandora started ever so slowly pulling her head back and letting her lips stroke his shaft as she went. Before she even hit the halfway point back up his cock, she pushed her head forward again until it was buried in his lap and her nose was pressed up against his skin.

Slowly but surely though, Pandora began to pick up the pace. She started bobbing her head up and down faster while her tongue swirled around his cock. The feeling of her tight, wet throat around his cock was making Harry moan. He even had to shut his eyes to get the erotica sight out of mind for a moment, but then his head was just filled with images of Narcissa on her knees doing this to him while she wiggled her plump arse around.

Emma got up from her chair and walked over to get a closer look. She seemed enraptured by Pandora’s technique as she deepthroated Harry’s cock again. She knelt down beside Harry, pressing her breasts against his arm and leaning in close to his face while she watched Pandora work.

“I’m a little jealous of you right now,” Emma murmured sultrily to Harry. “If I had a cock and had a beautiful woman like Pandora doing this to me, I think I’d be in heaven.”

Harry grunted in reply and gripped the armrests of his chair tighter.

“How does her mouth feel around you?” Emma asked him as one of her hands slipped down between her thighs.

“Hot and wet,” Harry groaned. “And so good.”

“I bet it does,” Emma moaned. She was touching her pussy through her denim shorts now, but it clearly wasn’t enough because she quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them before sticking her hand inside of her panties and letting out another moan.

“I thought you wanted him to win,” Pandora finally spoke again as she lifted her mouth off of Harry’s cock. It was coated in her saliva, and she started stroking it as she took the chance to talk with Emma. “You’re going to make him cum too soon. There’s still a minute and a half left on the timer.”

“Harry can handle it,” Emma replied, sounding very assured with herself.

Pandora grinned at her. “We’ll see.”

As she continued to stroke his cock with her fist, Pandora went right back to sucking Harry’s cock. Her head bobbed up and down faster than before, and Harry was starting to moan more and more now. She felt so fucking good around him that it was taking everything in his power not to cum right down her throat.

“You can do it,” Emma told Harry confidently. “And then, you’ll be able to fuck her as much as you want.”

“Not. Helping.” Harry replied through gritted teeth.

Pandora let go of his cock with her hand and pushed her lips right back down to the base of his shaft. Once her chin was touching his balls, she started to gargle around his cock.

“Stay strong,” Emma said as Harry let out a loud groan. “You can do this for us.”

“Bloody hell, I’m—” Harry began to speak, only for Emma to press her lips against his.

“Just another thirty seconds,” Emma told him when she pulled back. “You can do it.”

Harry started counting down in his mind, but Pandora was doing everything she could to make him cum before then. She brought both of her hands into play and started stroking him while her mouth focused on just the head of his cock. Her tongue was swirling around it while still paying particular attention to the sensitive underside, and she was sucking on him like her life depended on it.

Harry knew it was just a matter of time before he lost all composure. His knuckles started to turn white as his grip on the armrest grew even stronger as he fought to hold on.

Pandora’s grip tightened, and her hands pumped his shaft faster and faster until—

There was a shrill ring as the kitchen timer sounded.

“Yes!” Emma screamed in triumph as she rushed to turn off the timer.

Pandora was so stunned that she lost that she actually stopped sucking Harry’s cock.

Harry felt a wave of relief course through him that he’d managed to hold out for so long, but his cock was aching for just one more touch to send him over the edge. Before he could ask Pandora to continue, Emma was squeezing him in a tight hug and directing one of his hands into her panties.

“God, I’m so fucking wet right now,” she gushed in Harry’s ear. “After you’ve fucked her, I need you to take me.”

“Need to cum first,” Harry grunted as he slipped a couple of fingers inside of Emma’s pussy.

Having heard his words, Pandora resumed her ministrations, albeit with slightly less vigour and desperation compared to just a few seconds ago.

Still, with her tight seal around his cock, impressive suction, firm hands stroking his cock, and tongue teasing him delightfully, Harry felt the intense wave of pleasure rise up in him quickly. He pumped his fingers quickly in and out of Emma’s pussy as she kissed him, only to freeze up when he felt his orgasm hit.

Harry groaned into Emma’s mouth as he exploded down Pandora’s throat. It felt like he had a week’s worth of cum backed up inside of him, and Pandora sucked down every last drop into her belly. It felt incredible finally getting the release he so desperately needed, and having Emma clinging to him while she kissed him just made it all the better.

“Oh my god!”

It took everyone a moment to realise that two new figures had appeared in the garden. Hermione and Luna were standing right beside each other in the doorway into the house. Hermione looked horrified at the sight of Pandora with her mouth around Harry’s cock and Emma’s lips on Harry’s lips. Then, her eyes dropped down to where Harry’s hand was stuffed down Emma’s panties and she lost it.

“Hermione!” Harry called out after her as she went running somewhere inside.

A moment of silence passed between everyone as they realised the awkwardness of the situation. At least, almost everyone did.

“Way to go mum!” Luna cheered.