"Narcissa mentioned you'd managed to get things ready for your grand opening today," Harry said as he took a look around Lavender's shop after entering in the morning. People were gawking at him, as they always did, but it wasn't as bad as usual. Most of Lavender's clientele were more interested in her merchandise than they were in the Boy-Who-Lived, which was a pleasant change of pace for him. "I figured she meant you had it looking passable, and you'd finish up tonight after you closed up. But everything looks perfect as far as I can tell. Guess I know why you missed dinner last night."
"Guilty!" a giggling Lavender said. "I couldn't have done it without Pav's help, though. We worked straight through dinner and well into the night, but we got everything ready to open up on schedule."
"I hope you thanked her for all her help," Harry said as they
The woman in question popped up from behind a rack of formal dress robes, and if she had spent most of the night helping Lavender get the new and improved Brown's Boutique ready to open, it certainly didn't show in her appearance. She was dressed in what Harry knew to be the latest style, though in her case, she wouldn't have had to pay a sickle for the top-of-the-line fashion. Rather than rushing out to buy the latest and trendiest clothing, she was one of the models paid to wear it on camera, pose for it in photographs and make it look good enough to convince those women to go and pay a considerable amount of gold to wear it themselves.
There was a reason Parvati Patil was in such high demand as a model. The tiny, light beige leather skirt that she wore showed every inch of her long, toned, perfectly shaped legs. Those legs had surely sold too many stockings to count, but pretty much none of the women who had purchased them would be able to make them look even half as good as Parvati. The matching heels helped Parvati's legs look even more amazing, not that she needed any assistance. She was also wearing a white halter top that hooked in the front and showed off all of her stomach, not to mention a tasteful amount of cleavage.
Parvati looked stunning, but while Harry didn't try to hide his admiration for her appearance, he didn't ogle or stare the same way that he assumed Parvati was accustomed to being stared at. She was incredibly beautiful, but he spent his days surrounded by gorgeous women, many of whom he lived with and/or shagged on a regular or semi-regular basis, so he was able to admire her beauty and how good she looked in her skirt and halter top without making an idiot of himself.
"Thanks for helping Lavender out so much, Parvati," he said, smiling at her as she approached him. "You look great, by the way."
"Good morning, Harry," Parvati said, giving him a hug. "Lavender would never need to ask for my help for anything, of course. If I knew she needed me, I'd come running from whatever corner of the world I happened to be in, whether she asked for my help or not."
"She's lucky to have a friend like you," Harry said honestly as the hug broke.
"Of course she is." Parvati stood in front of him for a few seconds, watching him in silence, and he saw a cute pout form on her face. "You're not staring at my legs or my boobs, Harry."
"Is that a problem?" he asked. "Most women would be offended by a guy staring, rather than the other way around."
"Most women aren't me," Parvati said, still pouting. "I like the attention." She pursed her lips and cocked her hip, striking a pose not unlike one she might do on the runway. "Especially from the right people."
"And I'm one of the right people, am I?" Harry asked, amused.
"Oh, of course!" Parvati said. "Your eyes can be on me anytime, Harry." She smirked at him. "So can your hands, if you like."
"Behave, Pav," Lavender said, giggling. Harry cocked his head curiously. If he wasn't mistaken, that giggle had been as much nervousness as it was amusement. What would she have to be nervous about? "Let's go to the office so we can talk, okay?"
"Lead the way," Harry agreed. Lavender had asked that he come over this morning to talk before he went in to work, and here he was. He didn't know what she wanted to discuss, or why Parvati was joining them, but of course he was willing to take the time to come and listen. She might be a new addition to this unique 'family' growing around him, but she was part of it now, and he would always give whatever time and attention he could to anyone within his circle. And yes, he took a couple of subtle glances at the girls' arses during the walk to the office. As the thicker of the two, Lavender's bum was noticeably larger than Parvati's, but there was plenty to admire no matter who he looked at.
"A proper office," Harry said, looking around after they'd entered the office and taken a seat. "This place is a real step up from your old location, huh?"
"It really is." Lavender nodded. She looked tired, but she was smiling brightly as she sat down at her desk in her office. The giddiness flowed off of her, giving her a glow, and Harry was happy to see it. She'd already been a friend, or a friendly acquaintance at the very least, but now that she'd claimed a place in his life on a more permanent and intimate basis, he naturally wanted the best for her.
"You've earned it," Harry said, nodding at her. "The women in my life wouldn't dress themselves in just anything. There's a reason they always came to you, and I reckon it's the same reason your old place was almost always so busy. I'm sure you're just going to keep growing." Lavender really had come a long way from the girl he'd known back in Hogwarts. He'd been skeptical at first, but it hadn't taken him long to realize that his girls had the right of it. She'd found her calling running Brown's Boutique, and her business was booming so much that she'd needed to move into this new, larger location.
"Thanks, Harry," Lavender said, beaming at him. She glanced at Parvati, who remained standing in front of the desk rather than taking the empty seat next to Harry's across from Lavender. "But I didn't get here alone. Pav really was such a huge help, and not just because she helped me set up. She's always putting in a good word for me and my brand, introducing me to her contacts in the modeling industry and getting my stuff in front of the right eyes. I couldn't ask for a better best friend, and I'll never be able to thank her enough for all of her support."
"You do plenty to let me know I'm appreciated," Parvati said, giving her a genuine smile. Then she turned to look at Harry, and there was a strange look on her face that made him feel very curious about what she was going to say next. "Don't worry, Harry; she made sure I was thanked properly last night. Incidentally, her gratitude, my attractiveness that you were so kind to point out, and Lavender missing dinner with you last night all lead us directly into why Lav asked you to come here this morning."
Harry just stared at her expectantly with one eyebrow raised, encouraging her to say whatever it was she wanted to say. Between the look she'd given him, the way Lavender was fidgeting nervously at her desk and the smirk Narcissa had given him that morning before she sent him off like she was very amused by the entire situation, things were beginning to slide into place in Harry's mind and form a picture. But rather than voice his tentative conclusions out loud, he waited silently for Parvati to fill in the blanks for him. Why question someone when they were freely going to give you the information without you needing to say a word?
"Before we get to that, there's a question I'd like to ask you, if you don't mind," Parvati said. Harry just nodded, waiting for her to ask whatever it was she wanted to ask. "Have you been enjoying shagging my best friend?"
"Were you expecting that you revealing you know about that would get some kind of reaction out of me?" Harry asked, chuckling. "I assumed Lavender already told you all about what we get up to. You guys do tell each other everything, right?" Parvati nodded. "It's not like we've sworn her to secrecy or anything, so I figured she'd already told you all about it. And even if she hadn't for some reason, it wasn't like it'd be hard for you to figure out. You've been a guest at some of our parties; you've got an idea of what my life is like. You're smart enough to put two and two together, so if you didn't already know what happens between us for some reason, it'd be pretty bloody easy to figure it out once you found out Lavender's moving in with us." He grinned at her. "And to answer your question: yes, I do enjoy shagging your best friend. I enjoy it quite a bit, in fact."
"I see." Parvati's lips quirked and her eyes narrowed, but he didn't get the sense that she was angry. It was more she saw an opening to seize. "I can't say I blame you. She is a great fuck. I already knew that, of course, but last night, she reminded me again. She called me into this office to thank me after we were finished working." Parvati licked her lips and closed her eyes as if recalling a beautiful memory. "When I walked in, she was already naked, sitting on that desk wearing nothing but a smile. And she spent the rest of the night making absolutely bloody sure that I was thanked over and over again."
"So that's what this is!" Harry laughed and shook his head. No wonder Narcissa had been so amused all morning if this was part of what Lavender had told the girls ahead of time. "Unless I misheard you just now, or Lavender wasn't being honest about her past with you, that means you two hooked up six months ago, never talked about it, and pretended it didn't mean anything more than two single and sexually frustrated friends having a bit of fun together. And then, you spent all day yesterday working together, and sparks flew all over again."
"That's one way to put it." Parvati sighed deeply and shook her head as she finally dropped down into the chair next to him. "No, Pav didn't lie to you before. We were both bloody idiots who were stupid and too deep in denial to talk about one thing that really mattered, and we wasted six months. You could say we wasted years, even, but there's no excuse for us continuing to ignore what was right in front of our fucking faces even after we finally shagged for the first time." Parvati's eyebrows drew together as she turned her head and looked at Harry.
"And then you came along and shagged her silly. I listened to her go on and on about how fucking amazing you were in bed and how she couldn't get enough of you, and it forced me to pull my head out of my lovely arse and confront what I really feel for her. She kept gushing about you in those letters she sent me during your vacation, and I knew I had to tell her the truth about how I felt. I wasn't sure whether I wanted to hex your balls off for fucking her rotten or thank you for making me face the truth. I'm still not sure, to be honest."
"If I indirectly helped you two realize what you really feel for each other, I'll take it as a compliment," Harry said.
"You did," Parvati said. She reached across the desk for Lavender's hand, and Lavender took it and gave her fingers a squeeze.
"So, what comes next?" he asked, looking between them both. "Did you call me here to tell me you want to date Parvati exclusively?" He would respect that if that was what she wanted to do, though he would still make sure that she was looking after herself properly regardless of whether she was going to be living with him or not. Even if the sex stopped and she wanted to pull back from the kind of fun they had as a group to be with Parvati only, she was still part of his friend group.
"Like I'd even try asking for that!" Parvati said. She snorted and shook her head. "With the way she kept going on and on about what a great fuck you are and how humongous your dick is, I wasn't stupid enough to think she'd ever be able to give it up willingly, even for me." She gave Harry a mysterious smile, the kind that looked right at home on the runway or on a large advertisement. "And I wouldn't want her to, anyway."
"What Pav means to say is that I still want to live with you, but the reason I asked you to visit me this morning is we were hoping she could move in with me, too," Lavender said.
"Oh?" Harry turned his attention back to the beautiful model sitting beside him. "And how exactly would that work? Do you just want to stay there because that's where Lavender will be? Or are you asking to join her, in everything?"
"I've wanted to fuck you for years, Harry," Parvati said, staring straight back at him. "Many, many years. If you hadn't been such a clueless idiot during the Yule Ball, you would've popped my cherry by the end of the night. You were my first crush, and if I'm honest, that crush never really went away."
"Lavender may have mentioned something about that," he commented. "That you used to have a crush on me, at least. She didn't mention that it was still alive."
"Well, it is," Parvati said, rolling her eyes. "Handsome blokes who go around saving the world do tend to inspire crushes in plenty of women, in case you didn't know. And now Lav can't stop gushing about what an amazing fuck you are." She leaned in toward him and put her hand on the back of his. "Of course I bloody well want in!"
"I already ran it by Daphne and Narcissa first," Lavender added. "They were excited by the idea."
"Of course they were," Harry said. It was his turn to roll his eyes now. As if Daphne or Narcissa would think it was anything but a grand idea to have a gorgeous model like Parvati Patil move in and join them. "You're fucking gorgeous, Parvati, but you don't need to be told that."
"I don't," she agreed, smirking at him. "Doesn't mean I don't like hearing it, though. Especially from you."
"I already know how the rest of my 'family' will feel about this, and I've long since learned to embrace my ridiculously active sex life," Harry said. "If you want in, it will be my pleasure to shag you as silly as I have been shagging your best friend turned girlfriend." Parvati giggled and clapped her hands together, but Harry held up a hand to stop her. "But if you're to join us, you'll abide by the same rules everyone else does, understood?" Parvati's throat bobbed as she swallowed, but she nodded her head. "Your girlfriend can explain the rules in full to you. If you're there at our place when I come home this evening, I'll assume you've agreed to all of them, and expect you to behave accordingly."
"Pretty sure I know just about all of them already," Parvati mumbled. "I can agree to just about every one, but—"
"But?" Harry prompted, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, you know I have to travel a lot for work, right?" she began. Harry nodded. "I know it's one of the rules and everything, but since I'll be gone a lot, I was wondering if, when I was alone and away on business, it'd be okay for me to take care of myself? You know, rub one out every now and then?"
"No, that won't be okay at all," he said, chuckling. "No exceptions, and no debate. Understood? It's not too late for you to change your mind and back out of this, of course, but—"
"Okay, okay, I get it!" Parvati blurted out in a hurry. "No masturbation, even when I'm away. Got it. I can handle that."
"Good girl." Parvati shuddered a bit when he called her a good girl, and Harry grinned as he watched her reaction. She looked like she was going to fit right in. "Is there anything else, or should I leave now and let you finish setting up for your opening?"
"Uh, one more thing," Parvati said quickly. "I know you're not gonna shag me right this second, of course."
"Of course not," Harry said. "If you and Lavender have talked about this to any extent, you must have already been told that I would make sure to do this properly. That would be the case even if I didn't have my office waiting for my return, and even if your girlfriend didn't need to get back to her customers."
"I mean, she needs to get back out there, yeah," Parvati said. "But I don't have anywhere to be right away." She pointed at the walls of the office. "And those might be glass, but they're charmed and warded to be one-way. If you pinning me up against the glass and fucking me while unsuspecting customers walk right by isn't on the table, you could still at least whip your dick out and let me see if it really is as big as Lav insists it is." Harry sighed and shook his head, but Parvati persisted. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours. Seriously, my curiosity is killing me here. Part of me can't believe it could really be as big as Lav says it is. But I know her, and she's not a good enough liar to play it up so convincingly if she doesn't mean it."
Deciding that it would be easiest to at least give her a little something to go off of before he left, Harry took Parvati's wrist, brought her hand to his crotch and let her feel the outline of his dick through his trousers. He heard her suck in a breath as he guided her hand up and down, giving her a sense of his size.
"I'm not stripping on command for you, Parvati," he said, removing her hand. "But does that satisfy your curiosity for now?"
"Yes," she mumbled faintly, looking into his eyes. "And also no." Her eyes drifted back down to his lap and stared at his crotch as if trying to will his trousers to disappear so she could see his cock.
"It'll have to do for now," he said before getting up from his chair. "If you want to see it, and feel it, and perhaps taste it, I guess I'll see you at home this evening."
"Yes, sir," Parvati whispered.
--
The moment that the door to the office closed behind Harry, Parvati squealed, burst out of her chair and hurried toward Lavender. Her best friend and lover, knowing her better than anyone, was already getting up and preparing for her to cross around the desk.
"Oh my fucking god!" Parvati gasped, taking Lavender's hands in hers and squeezing them. She hadn't even seen his dick yet, and she was already starting to understand why Lav couldn't stop talking about Harry Potter. It wasn't just the size of his dick or how great a fuck he was that Lavender couldn't shut up about. She also gushed about his aura, his confidence and his dominance, and Parvati had gotten a taste of that just now. "I know it takes a lot to impress you, but he was still so much sexier than I imagined just now! That fucking confidence! You don't even want to know how wet I got when he called me a good girl!"
"I could tell," Lav said, giggling. "It was written all over your face, Pav." She moved her hands to Parvati's face and gave her a quick kiss before pulling back. "I was afraid you were going to blow it, trying to act like a brat like that! We agreed you'd let me take the lead when we got to the part about what happened last night."
"I wanted to see what I could get out of him," Parvati said, shrugging her shoulders. "And fucking hell, did I get something out of it!"
"I'll say." Lavender grinned and poked her cheek with her index finger. "Even just feeling him through his trousers had to give you a damn good idea of what I was talking about, hmm?"
"It definitely felt like it matched your measurements perfectly," Parvati giggled. "Imagine how strangled that poor beast would have been if anyone else had made his trousers or applied the charms to them! He's lucky your charms are so damn good that they worked even before you knew he was hung like a giant."
Parvati had never actually seen a giant's dick, of course, but she imagined what she'd felt in Harry's trousers was as close as she'd ever get. And the door was now open for her to feel that fucking giant of a dick inside of her!
She would get to be with Lavender—really be with her? And Harry, confident, gorgeous, giant-dicked Harry, was going to fuck her brains out? Not to mention she would get to play around with all the other gorgeous women in this circle that had formed around him? Parvati was all the way in. Any rule she had to abide by, including not being able to masturbate even when she was traveling for work, was a small price to pay.
--
Parvati took a deep, heavy breath and leaned on the counter of the luxurious bathroom while she stared at her gorgeous face reflected back at her.
She saw no point in ignoring reality or playing at false modesty and pretending she was humbler about her appearance than she actually was. Parvati had never lacked confidence in her attractiveness, and that served her well in her professional life. She was paid in part due to how attractive she was, and also because of her confidence and ability to get that to carry over into her modeling sessions and photo shoots. That being said, while she didn't try to pretend she was modest about her attractiveness, she did feel like she was more humble than most of her fellow models, witches and wizards alike.
Parvati was not used to feeling 'ordinary' where physical beauty was concerned, even when surrounded by the most sought-after of her peers. But that was precisely how she felt as she looked into the mirror now after spending several hours in the company of Harry Potter and the women he shared his life with. When she went out in public on her own, she was well aware of all the attention she drew, and she wasn't kidding that morning when she told Harry she enjoyed a bit of staring (as long as the person staring knew not to touch, unless they were one of the lucky few who she'd permitted to do so.) But if she went out in public with that group, she honestly wouldn't be surprised if she didn't get a single stare directed her way.
They were all so comfortable with how outrageous their lives were. They acted as if it was ordinary and not anything unusual for the most prominent and attractive Lady in France, a bloody veela, walking around in just a thong and heels, no top, like it was nothing. Apolline had flirted with her lovers over dinner, deliberately teasing her husband in the process. The craziest thing about it was that Parvati could tell that the man was used to being teased far more than he was by having his topless wife flirt with other people right in front of him at the dinner table. Parvati would bet that they'd toned it down for her sake on account of her being introduced to all of this for the first time, but that only made her feel more ordinary.
And if Apolline was a tease, her daughter Fleur was every bit the siren Lav had said she would be, too. Every blush, every awkward glance or verbal slip-up Parvati made as she was surrounded by all of this outrageousness got a comment from Fleur. She'd kept it up so much that Lord Greengrass and his wife actually told her to behave at one point, though they didn't put any real effort into making her stop. They'd been smiling as they told her to take it easy on Parvati, so clearly they found the situation amusing. Fleur had obeyed them, but only in the sense that she'd stopped openly teasing Parvati and instead shifted the conversation toward her or asking her a question right when she could tell Parvati was most flustered.
Parvati had figured that all the mingling she'd done in the modeling world would have made it easy on her to get comfortable among this group, but it hadn't gone the way she'd expected at all. Lav was far more comfortable surrounded by the craziness than Parvati felt. Fuck, even Hermione and Pansy were apparently not only comfortable surrounded by this but were active participants that sometimes pushed the envelope even further. What was the world coming to if Hermione Granger was more comfortable in sexually charged situations than she was?! It was probably good for her that Hermione and Pansy had extended their vacation for a couple of extra days to spend some time with Hermione's parents, or Parvati would have even more to feel embarrassed about.
It wasn't as if Parvati was put off by all of the flirting, sexually suggestive behavior and teasing, or the beautiful mostly-naked veela roaming around. That wasn't the case at all. The problem was that she was horny, and she had no clue how she was supposed to act like this was all natural and casual. How could she watch all of this and behave like it was no big deal when it was making her head spin and her body crave attention? Gorgeous veela, distinguished and experienced Lords like Edmund Greengrass and Sebastian Delacour who Parvati had crushed on as a young girl going to those formal galas and balls, and older witches like Aella Greengrass and Narcissa Black, who she'd wanted to grow up to look like and be like. No matter what direction Parvati looked in down there, there was something and someone to catch her attention.
Her train of thought was disrupted as a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind, and the wizard who was the most distracting presence of all rested his chin on her shoulder and looked into the mirror along with her. Parvati swallowed as she saw their reflection together. Bloody hell, Harry Potter had become the sexiest thing alive, with the possible exception of her girlfriend, at least in her eyes. That was a very different dynamic anyway, so there was no need to get into useless comparisons.
"You've really worked yourself up, haven't you?" he asked, before chuckling. "I'm not referring to your arousal, to be clear. Tonight's really thrown you for a loop, huh? I've barely seen a trace of the confident witch who practically tried to goad me into whipping my dick out in Lavender's office just this morning."
Parvati struggled to focus on what he was saying because his presence distracted her as much as ever. Seeing his gorgeous green eyes in the mirror, feeling his arms around her and his hard body against her back made her stomach do flips and her body throb with need. He had been the most distracting person in that room all night, and now he was here to drive her to distraction all over again. Just seeing him out of the corner of her eye, when he wasn't looking at her or doing anything to draw her attention, had been a distraction. His power, his aura and quiet confidence radiated off of him. And when he would shoot one of his girlfriends a look or make a comment that casually displayed the power he held, Parvati felt weak at the knees. And then he would give her a moment or two of normalcy to clear her head slightly by allowing himself to be the butt of a joke and even join in with genuine laughter. Unlike most powerful men Parvati was aware of, Harry didn't seem to feel a need to flex his power at all times or constantly try to establish his dominance. It was there, and he would display it when it was necessary or when the mood struck, but he had no problem laughing at himself either. In every conceivable way, Harry Potter was fascinating to her. And now he was holding her in his arms, and she could feel his massive cock pressed against her back.
Her imagination had been running wild all day, trying to visualize that cock she'd felt through his trousers. And now it was front and center in her mind, dominating her thoughts as it pressed against her. She wasn't short by any means, but this thing felt like it was the length of her whole damn torso! How was this giant dick going to fit inside of her? How did Astoria take it all into her throat, as Lav swore she could? Fuck, how did tiny little Gabrielle get fucked by that thing without splitting in two? Her mind raced as she imagined all the things this massive cock could do to her, and in a sense, it brought her back to life, letting her push through the embarrassment and awkwardness she'd been feeling for some time and focus on pure arousal, at least momentarily.
"There we go!" Harry said, chuckling into her ear. "Now you're back with me! Where's that Parvati I saw this morning, the one who loves being the center of attention and having all eyes on her and Lavender? I know everyone down there would love to see her tonight."
"How could I ever be the center of attention in the middle of that group?" Parvati asked weakly. She wasn't used to doubting herself like this, and she didn't like it.
"Just calm down and go be yourself," Harry said, grinning at her in the mirror. His hand rested on the inner portion of her thigh, and his fingers stroked her skin in an effort to help her relax. "That will be more than enough to get you all the attention you want down there, as long as you stop doubting yourself."
Parvati almost begged him to move his hand a bit higher and further in. What she wanted more than anything right now was to have him yank her tiny little skirt up a bit and touch her directly. Harry laughed, and Parvati's skin heated up in embarrassment as she realized that even though she hadn't said anything, her face must have betrayed her thoughts in the mirror for him to see.
"Your first orgasm with me isn't going to be from my fingers, Parvati," he said with a laugh, confirming that he knew exactly what she was thinking about. "Don't be silly." He patted her thigh with his right hand and gently gripped her throat with his left hand. He didn't squeeze down just yet, probably because he wanted to give her more time to get comfortable being part of all of this before he incorporated things like choking into their play, but Parvati couldn't look away from the image of his hand resting on her throat in the mirror. It was captivating.
"You've been quite sexually neglected, haven't you?" Harry said. "What a shame that a witch as beautiful as you hasn't been getting the attention you deserve. But don't worry. We're going to take care of that from now on, and we'll be very lucky for the privilege."
"I'm the one who's lucky," she moaned, feeling her heart pounding and her body on edge as she looked at the reflection of Harry's hands on her body.
"I guess that's just a matter of perspective," Harry said. "But I can assure you that no one out there is even close to matching the outlandish amount of luck that I somehow wound up with to have all of you by my side." His fingers stroked the skin of her thigh and tickled her throat. "And I include you in that now, Parvati. This might be brand-new, but I want you to know how glad I am to have you join us. If you ever even think about doubting yourself again, just remember that you've come along and made my already perfect home life even better just by being here and joining us."
"I want you!" Parvati blurted out. "I want you right now! Fuck me! Fuck me right here, right now! Please, I want it!" She couldn't help herself at this point. Seeing him in the mirror had her turned on enough, but listening to him tell her how lucky he was to have her made her want to hump her fingers, or better yet, hump his fingers. The best option of all would be having him take that massive cock she could feel against her back and shove it inside of her at once.
"Absolutely fucking not," Harry said, grinning at her. "My lovers would banish me to sleep on the couch for real if I did that, assuming they didn't choose a stiffer punishment." He sucked on Parvati's earlobe for a bit, and even as she whined at his refusal to fuck her, his hands on her body and his mouth sucking on her earlobe made her crave him even more. "But I do think you need to take the edge off, and crazy as it is, I also apparently need to remind you just how fucking sexy you are."
The weight of Harry's massive cock suddenly left Parvati's back, and she felt her knickers vanish with a flash of wandless, nonverbal magic. She held her breath, hoping that he'd changed his mind and would risk the ire of the other women in his life to give her what she wanted after all. But he had something else in mind. Rather than him putting his cock inside of her, she felt that massive length slide between her thighs. He moved his right arm to clamp her thighs together around his cock, and even if it wasn't exactly where she wanted it, she still gasped at feeling it between her thighs.
"Fuck, I'm going to destroy you when it's finally time to break you in," Harry said. Parvati moaned and looked down in awe as he started to rock his hips and slide his cock back and forth between her thighs. She marveled at his sheer size. If she didn't know better, she would think that his entire large cock was somehow managing to poke out from the front of her thighs. But the reality was that his dick was so large that this much of it couldn't even fit between her thighs. Saying that he was going to destroy her with this thing didn't feel like an exaggeration at all. Fuck, it might even be an understatement. She was desperate for it, and also slightly terrified of it, but if every witch down there was clearly addicted to this thing and how it made them feel, she was sure that if there was agony in taking this cock, it would be the most amazing agony imaginable.
"Fuck, cum with me!" he said after her moan. Her eyes went wide, and she made eye contact with him again in the mirror. She knew he could last forever. She'd heard rumors and whispers previously, and then Lavender outright told her that everything she'd heard was true, and also only scratched the surface. Parvati was already convinced that Lav wasn't lying or exaggerating there. Everything she'd seen and felt tonight was so absurd that Harry being as talented and as in control of himself as the stories would suggest felt perfectly feasible now.
But she could see the desire in his eyes as he fucked her thighs, and it sent Parvati over the edge. He moaned and gently bit her neck as his massive cock pulsed and throbbed between her legs. Harry sprayed cum for what felt like an eternity to her. She could feel the intensity of his orgasm through each rope it sprayed between her thighs. It felt like an explosion was taking place between her legs, and the fucking thing wasn't even inside her!
"Sexy little slut," he panted into her ear. He sounded slightly winded now at the end of his explosive orgasm, in contrast to Parvati who was hanging on by a thread. She shivered against him, and he chuckled against her. "Look at the mess you made." She looked down and let out a slightly hysterical giggle at the absurd amount of cum he'd shot all over her. It would have taken like seven ordinary wizards to produce that much cum, but Harry had done it all himself in a single shot.
"Fuck, that was so bloody hot," Lavender moaned from behind them. When had Lav come in? Had she been there from the beginning? Parvati couldn't remember. Her mind felt fried by what she'd just seen and felt, and it was hard to keep the details straight.
"Yes, your girlfriend certainly is bloody hot, isn't she?" Harry said. "Now, I think we've spent enough time in here. Will that placate you until later tonight, Parvati?"
"Yes," Parvati murmured, nodding. "Thank you, sir." Her breath hitched as she heard herself call him sir again. She'd done that in Lavender's office this morning, and she'd heard several of the girls do the same tonight, including Lav. It rolled off the tongue naturally, and she liked the way it sounded. Harry Potter was her sir now! He grinned while waving his hand through the air to magically clean the mess, and she could tell he liked the sound of it, too. It was a good feeling to know that Harry really did feel lucky to have her join in the already ridiculous life he lived and relished her calling him sir.
"Now, if you want to earn bonus points with Narcissa tonight, her favorite dinnertime activity is turning things around on Fleur any time she has a chance to do so," Harry said. "With how much fun Fleur has had at your expense tonight, I think it would be more than fair if you joined in to help her should the opportunity arise." He gave Parvati's arse a pat through her skirt and left the bathroom. Parvati watched closely as he pulled her girlfriend into a rough kiss and giggled at seeing Lavender cling to him in need.
In a flash, he was back around the corner and kissing Parvati roughly before disappearing again without a word, leaving her breathless and flustered at everything that had just happened.
"What in the actual fuck?" Parvati muttered, staring at the space he'd been standing in until seconds ago. "If Harry Potter wasn't the most recognizable man in the country, I'd never believe that's the same wizard we went to Hogwarts with."
"Gotta say, I'm kind of jealous," Lavender said, giggling into her hand. "I don't think he's ever doted on me like that."
"Oh, shut it," Parvati said, rolling her eyes and eventually giggling. "We both know you aren't jealous at all." She linked arms with her girlfriend, tilted her head back and batted her eyes, using the same face she used when she wanted to charm someone into doing something for her. She knew she didn't really need to use such tricks with Lav, who would do anything for her, just as Parvati would for her. With Lav, she just batted her eyelashes for fun. "Help me earn those bonus points?"
"Gladly," Lav said, giving her a big grin.
--
Lavender was pleased as she watched Parvati giggle beside her. Harry's intervention had been just as effective as she'd known it would be. She hadn't been sure how he would handle it, but the method he'd chosen up in the bathroom was destined to go down as one of the most physically intense things she'd ever seen. It was a sight to behold seeing Harry and Parvati like that. Just thinking about the memory was so thrilling that it made her ache.
More important than the thrill she got out of it was how quickly Parvati got comfortable after that. She'd been understandably shellshocked during her first true exposure to this very unique group. Lavender had been through a more gradual build-up before being thrust into the middle of the entire group, and Daphne, Narcissa, Astoria and Gabrielle had laid the groundwork for that long before even if she hadn't noticed it until later. Pav hadn't had that, though. Her integration into the group and introduction to their wild brand of fun had been far more sudden. She'd been thrust right into the thick of it far faster than anyone could have prepared for, thanks to the two of them having been crazy about each other for years but not being able to admit it to each other, or even to themselves. There hadn't been time to lay any groundwork for Parvati. She'd been in deep right from the beginning, and it was no surprise that even someone with as much natural confidence as Parvati would struggle with it at first.
But she was comfortable now, thanks to Harry, and had no problem jumping in fully once she returned to the group. Once Pav turned on the charm and started strutting her stuff, it didn't take long for Fleur to 'break.' It usually took Lavender much longer to accomplish this through her teasing, even when she was topless and shaking her arse in the tiniest thongs she owned. But with her and Parvati working together to press in tight against Edmund, Aella and Fleur, bend over in front of them, play at stumbling as an excuse to end up in provocative positions, and flirting all the while, they made the veela lose it far faster than Lavender had ever pulled it off on her own.
"There are two of them now!" Fleur whined loudly to Edmund and Aella after they'd taken her upstairs. The remaining group downstairs laughed, and Lavender grinned from ear to ear as she watched the excited flush and the merriment dancing in Parvati's eyes.
"This is going to be so much fun," Parvati breathed. Lavender's girlfriend literally got paid for her beauty and her ability to maximize her appeal, but Parvati had never looked more beautiful to Lavender than she did right then.
"I don't think we even realize how much fun it's going to be yet," Lavender said happily. The possibilities for teasing and fun now that she had Parvati there to join her seemed limitless.
"Merlin only knows what the two of you are going to be capable of together," Narcissa said from behind them. "Now, let's go upstairs, my dears. You've both been very effective at sending both of the married couples and the veela girlfriend upstairs, and now that they're gone, we're not interested in sitting down here and talking anymore. It's time to play."
--
"Mild?" Parvati repeated, dumbfounded by what she'd just heard. "Did you call those slaps mild?" That was just about the most preposterous thing she'd ever heard! "Those were so bloody loud!" Astoria, seemingly none the worse for wear, popped up behind Parvati and gave her tits a grope. Parvati didn't know what she'd expected the response to be after those slaps, but Astoria bouncing right back up to squeeze her tits and play with her nipples definitely wasn't it.
"I understand why those companies pay so much gold to get even a glimpse of cleavage on camera," Astoria said into her ear. She didn't sound like she was in any pain at all, so maybe Lav knew what she was talking about after all. "As for your question, your girlfriend is right. You don't need to worry about me at all. I loved every second of what just happened to me, even if it was a little too tame." Astoria giggled and gave Parvati's nipples a little pinch. "I like it wild, Parvati. I know you're new and not used to seeing things like this, but trust me, Harry's the one who stops me from getting carried away with my fantasies and pushing my body harder than it can take. Anything that you see him do to me is less than what I've asked for. Besides, you saw how hard I kept cumming, didn't you?"
Parvati was already moaning from the fingers playing with her nipples, and she moaned louder at the reminder of the series of massive climaxes she'd just seen from Astoria. She had been the fourth to get fucked by Harry since they'd come to the bedroom, and all four of them had cum more times than Parvati could have believed before seeing it for herself. Each orgasm had also been more intense than she knew was possible. Not even the raunchiest stories she'd ever read described orgasms that massive.
Unbelievable as it had all been, though, she'd seen it with her own eyes. She'd already come to the realization earlier in the night that not a single thing Lavender had told her about what this was going to be like had been exaggerated in the slightest. Apolline coming to dinner practically naked and standing there perfectly at ease while casually asking Parvati if she minded had been enough for her to accept that. The size of Harry's cock was probably still the most outlandish part of the entire situation to her, and she'd been made vividly aware of his size before almost anything else that had happened.
That he was able to use that size as well as he did wasn't even a surprise to her by the time she got to watch him in action. She just hadn't been aware of what an orgasm could look and sound like until she'd seen it all for herself.
"No need to worry, Parvati," Harry said as he grabbed Lavender suddenly, making her moan. "We'll discover exactly what you like most, just as we have for everyone else in this room."
"I think what I'd like most right now is to watch you bend her over and smack that fat arse until I can see your handprint on it," Parvati said.
"Everyone's interested in the same thing, then," Harry said, chuckling. "But I think it's only fair to ask if you'd like her to be coherent enough by the end that she can still be there for most of your night, or if you'd rather I just put her out."
"You know perfectly well that once you're done with me, at best I'll be able to watch the start of Pav's turn," Lavender said, already breathing quickly. "Just promise to do it right and give my girlfriend what she—"
Lavender's request cut off into a squeal as Harry tugged on her hair with one hand. He used the other hand to point at both Parvati and Astoria, waving them both up to go and join the very satisfied and amused witches watching from the bed. Parvati got up quickly and raced over, but Astoria was even faster in rushing over to the bed once her lover instructed her to do so.
"Are you trying to suggest that I haven't been doing it right with you?" Harry asked Lavender, still holding her hair. She could only shake her head a tiny bit before she got bent over the bed with a yank on her hair, and once she was bent over, he smacked her arse hard enough to echo off of the wall in satisfying fashion. Parvati nearly drooled at the way Lav's fat arse shook and jiggled from the impact of the spank. The only arse she'd seen that could even compare to it was Gabrielle's. Some might argue the tiny veela's improbably big arse was even better than that of Parvati's girlfriend. Lav herself seemed to think so, but it was honestly a toss-up in Parvati's mind. But she was certain that the way Lav's arse jiggled just now could not possibly be topped by anyone, not even Gabrielle.
She wasn't the only one who seemed to think so, because everyone, including the tiny veela with the massive arse looked close to drooling, too. Gabrielle's arse was firmer than Lav's, but as Harry had just demonstrated, that meant that Lavender's fatter bum would jiggle and shake more when it got a proper spanking. Harry's face clearly showed his delight at the jiggling as well, and the five subsequent hard spanks that were spread far enough apart to let everyone appreciate every last wobble of her cheeks further demonstrated that he enjoyed watching Lav's rump shake just as Parvati did.
"If you agree that I've done things correctly with you and given you what you needed, why would you even consider the possibility that I might do anything less with your lovely girlfriend?" Harry asked Lav once he'd finished spanking her for the moment. It was more a rhetorical question anyway, but he didn't give Lavender even a moment to answer it before he launched straight back into spanking her arse. These slaps came far faster than the five that had just been spread out. His hand slapped both of Lavender's arsecheeks in rapid succession about a dozen or so times, but before Parvati could work out if her count was still accurate, he lined up behind her girlfriend. His hand yanked Lavender's hair to pull her head back again, and her eyes locked with Parvati's right away. Parvati giggled and gave her girlfriend a wide grin, knowing that Lav could easily see just how excited she was to watch what was about to happen. She even blew a kiss before Narcissa pulled her back to lie against her chest so she could tease Parvati's body with her hands.
"Oh, stop being so needy, you slut," Harry teased after Lavender let out a whimper. Right as Astoria's hands joined Narcissa's in playing with Parvati's body, Harry slammed his cock home inside of Lavender. Her eyes bulged and then rolled back in her head for a split second, and it was only after that initial shocked reaction passed that an incredible cry of agony and pleasure broke free. Parvati had never seen or heard anything more incredible than this, and she moaned as well as Astoria leaned in and gave one of her nipples a teasing nibble.
"Fuck, that looks so wonderful," Parvati breathed. "Fucking hell, that's perfect! Shag her, Harry! Own her! Use that big, thick cock to break her!"
Harry growled, and Parvati was extremely pleased that her words had been just as effective at making him even hornier as they had been with all of the other witches sharing the room and the bed with her. Lav had to be pleased with it too, because he didn't steadily build up speed and work his way up to fucking her hard. Instead, he jumped directly to a relentless pace, pounding her with rough, deep thrusts from that massive cock.
"You're going to be a good girl and take it all for your girlfriend," Harry bit out as he railed Lavender. She didn't say anything, likely because she couldn't say anything, but her howl was unmistakably one of both pleasure and agreement. He fucked her very hard. Parvati would have said it was the hardest fuck she'd ever seen in her life had Lavender been the first witch to get fucked in this room, but after watching Harry run through Daphne, Narcissa, Gabrielle and Astoria, it was obvious to her that he was clearly holding back in comparison to how he fucked them.
But even Harry holding back like this was still delivering a fuck as hard as any other wizard could muster if they went all-out. His hips driving forward and slapping against her bum every time he buried his cock in her cunt made Lav's arse shake even more than his hand did while he was spanking her. Parvati felt like she just might drown in the pleasure Narcissa and Astoria were helping to bring her. They fondled, sucked and licked all over her body while she watched her best friend, her girlfriend, her other half get fucked into a blissful stupor by the most powerful wizard there was.
After a few minutes of this unforgettable fuck, Lav started to scream, and her body started to shake. Recognizing what was coming, the hands and mouths on Parvati's body eased up some, allowing her to pay greater attention and watch her girlfriend's eyes roll back in her head. She'd seen all four of the witches who'd gone before her do this same thing when they were brought to this point, but it was no less erotic or exciting to watch it for a fifth time. On the contrary, this fifth time was even more exciting for Parvati. Every other witch Harry had fucked tonight was sexy beyond belief, and it had been a thrill to watch him shag their brains out. But this was Lavender's body getting pounded into a shaking mess, and Parvati couldn't look away.
Before Lav could even recover from that massive orgasm, Harry sped up a bit and fucked her harder. Despite Narcissa and Astoria returning to their fondling and licking all over her body, Parvati was alert enough to pay attention when Daphne opened her mouth and spoke, involving herself for the first time after watching on in silent amusement up until now.
"You act like such a confident little slut, prancing around in front of everyone and teasing them all the time," Daphne said to Lavender. "But despite all your teasing, you still can't even take a proper shag from him for more than ten minutes before you pass out."
Parvati couldn't pretend that Daphne's dominant tone as she taunted her girlfriend just then hadn't been very arousing to her, and she wasn't the only one, because Lav reacted to it. Thanks to Daphne's taunting, her moans somehow grew even louder than they already had been. Parvati tried to give Daphne a grateful look, but when she attempted to do so, Daphne just looked back at her with confidence and self-assurance, clearly not seeking any approval from her whatsoever. If anything, that look was almost mocking her. It was a look that announced that Parvati's girlfriend was Daphne's slut, and she would continue to do what she pleased with her even if Parvati was now dating her.
That was just fine by Parvati, of course. It was more than fine; it was sexy as hell. She was confident by now that this group understood limits and what lines not to cross, and she had no doubt that any sort of teasing or domination she or Lav endured from anyone would remain on the right side of that line. She couldn't wait to see what came next. The excitement of all the new experiences she was about to embark on was so great that she came close to cumming faster than she'd realized, but she definitely realized it when Astoria and Narcissa pulled back just before her orgasm was about to arrive. She let out a frustrated cry, but Narcissa wasn't having it.
"Pay attention, dear," Narcissa murmured into her ear. She yanked Parvati's hair and pulled her head back to make her look at Lavender, who didn't seem to be breathing properly because she was so busy shaking violently through an even more intense orgasm. By the time it was over, she really did look like she was about to pass out. Harry chuckled and spanked her arse a few times to entertain himself, granting Lav a reprieve so she could stay conscious.
After she'd gotten that break to collect herself to some extent, he pulled her legs together and held them squeezed tight with one arm while the other held onto her hair. Just like that, he carried her with ease until she was positioned right between Parvati's legs. It didn't seem like it hurt Lav to have her hair used like that, and of all the things she'd seen tonight, Parvati didn't know why she found that one so surprising. Of course he was going to know how to fuck Lav senseless and carry her around by her hair without truly hurting her.
"Lick," he roughly demanded. "You two didn't even bother trying to unpack today, and you didn't get your girlfriend off, either. You know how I am, Miss Brown. You know that I'd expected you to give her an orgasm to take the edge off before I fucked her, but instead, only you got off."
"Sorry, Pav," Lavender babbled, red-faced and breathless.
"I don't know how you even know about that, Harry," Parvati said with a giggle. "You're right, but it was honestly my fault I didn't get to cum. I slipped off of the bed like a klutz."
"I know everyone thinks I always learn everything in mysterious ways," Harry began, before Daphne snorted.
"That's because you do," Daphne said. "Most of the time we don't even bother to ask how you learned things you aren't supposed to know anymore. We just accept that you're going to learn about something if you really want to, no matter how hard we try to hide it."
"Be that as it may, this was different," Harry said, rolling his eyes before grinning at Parvati. "You two didn't put up silencing charms on your room. No special deduction required to put that one together." Parvati bit her lip in embarrassment, but then Lavender's tongue touched her pussy for the first time since their impromptu night together half a year earlier, and she forgot about all else. This was perfect for her, because wild and crazy suited them so well. Harry shagging Lav silly and ordering her to go down on Parvati at the same time, all while two of his girlfriends resumed their own touching and licking all over her body, was exactly the kind of crazy, overstimulating situation that Parvati craved.
"Lav!" she cried out, her girlfriend's tongue and everything else that complemented it in that moment driving her to orgasm inside of a minute. She came harder than she ever had in her life, shaking and squirting all over the bed, not to mention her girlfriend's face. She was still seeing stars on the other side of it when Lavender clung to her body so tightly she couldn't breathe, but Lav wasn't trying to squeeze the breath out of her. She was just holding on as best she could as she came hard for a third time.
Harry let out some moans of his own, and he gave Lav some final thrusts that were even harder than he'd been fucking her before. Parvati had seen Harry in action enough tonight already to recognize that this was him tending to his own needs and taking his pleasure from her girlfriend. Mercifully, Lav only had to endure that pace for about thirty seconds or so before Harry was grunting and filling her to the brim with his thick cum. She was so out of it now that she actually started drooling on Parvati's chest, and despite the immense arousal of the entire situation, Parvati had to giggle about that. She was definitely going to have to tease Lav about drooling on her later when she was coherent enough to care.
"Llove you soooo mmuch, Pav," Lavender said, slurring her words to the point that it was almost hard to make out what she was trying to say. Parvati wouldn't hold it against her, though. She doubted she would have even been capable of that much if it had been her who'd just been fucked that hard and came that much.
"Love you, too, Lav," she said in reply, stroking her girlfriend's hair tenderly.
"Tssk," Daphne said. "I knew you were weak, Lavender, but this is embarrassing. If you can't even stay conscious long enough to watch her cum once, I'm afraid your girlfriend is going to have to wait for another night before she gets her first time with Harry."
Parvati might have panicked if she wasn't alert enough to recognize that Daphne was just teasing Lavender and trying to give her enough motivation to keep her exhausted body going long enough to watch her lover take Harry's dick for the first of many (many, many, many) orgasms. Her trick worked, because Lavender's head shook and her body jolted upwards.
"Oh, I see," Daphne said. "So you're capable of continuing on if you're properly motivated, hmm? I'll definitely keep in mind that you have more energy in that body than you try and pretend you do." Lavender groaned, but rather than responding to Daphne's taunting, she pulled Parvati into a kiss.
"Thank you so much for letting me keep having this," Lav said breathlessly after breaking the soft kiss. "I'd give it all up for you if you asked, but I'm so happy you didn't." Parvati let out a husky laugh and shook her head.
"You have it backwards, Lav," she said. "Thank you for being seduced by these four, and settling into this wild group thing. The only reason everything was all set up for me to slide right in was because you were here. This is a dream come true. You, Harry, sexy witches all around us—all of it is just perfect."
"It is," Lavender agreed, giggling.
"I'm glad you think it's perfect before we've even gotten started for real, Parvati," Harry said, interrupting only after giving them their moment together. "Do forgive me, but I'm going to go get a drink before the main act."
"Yes, I'd say your performance thus far has earned you a drink," Narcissa said with a straight face. "Or half of one, in any event."
--
Parvati whimpered, feeling overwhelmed and awed already just from the feeling of Harry's thick cock slapping down onto her belly. He just grinned at her and watched on as Lav pulled her head back and kissed her, allowing her to have a moment with her girlfriend before he gave her what she wanted.
She was in between Lavender's legs and lying against her, the back of her head resting securely between her girlfriend's soft breasts. She felt completely on display with Lavender serving as her comfortable pillow and the other four women cuddled up on either side of her, all of them watching eagerly as they awaited her first fuck with Harry.
Another woman might have felt unnerved about being on display like this, especially with how quickly everything had come together, but Parvati loved being the center of attention. That she was in Lavender's arms and resting her head between her breasts only helped, because one of the few things better than being the sole center of attention was sharing the spotlight with Lav. The show she was about to be the center of wasn't a problem, but that huge dick slapping her belly was enough to make anyone whimper. It was enormous, and thinking about what it was going to do to her was frankly terrifying before it slapped down on her stomach and she was made fully aware of just how deep it was going to go inside of her and how badly that girth was going to stretch her pussy to force it to take him in. She was never going to be the same after this.
After Lav ended their sweet, romantic kiss, Harry gave her a harsher, rougher one. He moved his hips back while kissing her, and she felt his cock pressing against her. Her eyes bulged, and she squirmed without meaning to.
"You're going to take every last bit of my cock, and you'll thank me for giving it to you," Harry declared, holding her legs under the knee and not allowing her to squirm anymore. "You'll do it because that's what a good little slut is supposed to do."
Parvati wondered if the others would have laughed at her if she came before penetration just from him saying that. She didn't actually cum, so she didn't find out, but she did feel her muscles clench and flutter similar to how they would have if she'd lost that battle, so she assumed she wasn't far from it actually happening. Regardless, she immediately had something far more pressing to think about, because Harry's cock eased its way inside of her. Though he was being gentle with her, he was just so fucking big that there was no avoiding the pain of her pussy being stretched by his cock for the first time. Lav kissed her to help soothe her pain while Harry eased her in.
"Ignore her," Lavender said after breaking the kiss. Parvati was so consumed by the feeling of Harry's massive cock inside of her that she could barely hear her girlfriend, but she strained herself to try and make out what she was saying. "Give it all to her. She'll be a drama queen about it otherwise, like she is with everything. She's going to have to deal with some pain no matter what, so it'll be best to just get it over with at once." One of the others must have given her a skeptical look or something, because she went on. "Trust me. I know her better than anyone. Take her, please."
Harry must have decided that Lavender knew what Parvati needed better than anyone else, because he growled and did as she requested. Parvati clung to his large, muscular frame above her as he shoved his cock deep inside of her. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as the agony of that massive dick forcing its way in overtook her. But if Harry or any of the girls had doubted whether Lav knew what was best for her, they were proven wrong now. It was admittedly incredibly hard to take at first, but it didn't take long for the pain to recede. It didn't go away entirely; it was still prominent, and she still felt it the whole way through. But the pain was insignificant compared to the pleasure that shot through her from even the slightest of movements from Harry. He didn't really need to move at all for her to enjoy it, because the feeling of her pussy being this full was a thrill all its own. That said, when he did start to move his hips a bit more actively, Parvati moaned at the equivalent increase in her pleasure.
"I guess you do know best when it comes to Parvati Patil, Miss Brown," Harry said. "Parvati, you might be interested to know that you adjusted much faster than your girlfriend did the first time I shagged her."
"Oh, fuck!" Parvati cried out. She would have loved to rub Lavender's face in this seeming victory, but Harry's cock sliding out and pushing back in was all she could think about. "It still hurts so much, but how does it feel so fucking good?!" She heard the knowing laughter from the witches watching her adjust to Harry's cock, but it didn't really register to her. The sensations brought by Harry slowly, steadily pumping in and out consumed her, as they would consume any woman. Agony, bliss, and whatever other words might be used to describe the various sensations shooting through her were all so intense and so much to take in. But she barely had time to try and take it in before she realized that she was going to cum already.
"Cum for me," Harry demanded. Parvati obeyed at once. Her first orgasm on Harry Potter's cock put any orgasm she'd ever had before to shame, and that included the one Lavender gave her about fifteen minutes earlier. Her body shook, her eyes rolled, and her brain struggled to accept everything that was hitting her.
She could hear them speaking among themselves when she came around and blinked her eyes moments later. Harry moved his cock incredibly slowly while remaining buried to the hilt inside of her, and Parvati let out a soft moan. One moment he'd be all the way in, so deep she could barely breathe, and the next he would pull back just enough to let her relax some before returning to the incredible sensation of complete fullness.
"I'm serious," Daphne said. "This might have to be the first and last time he ever shags Parvati. If she's going to cum in less than a minute like this every time, his ego is going to get out of control."
"You'll all keep me in check," Harry said with a laugh.
"Oh, I don't know about that," Narcissa said lightly. "It's going to be difficult to manage your ego if you can make an actual supermodel, a great one, cum around your cock almost instantly by doing nothing at all."
"She looked bloody gorgeous doing it, too," Harry said. Lavender giggled, and Parvati felt some embarrassment join in with the pain, pleasure and everything else she was feeling. But even the embarrassment over being teased about her near-instant orgasm was exciting in its own way. Astoria giggled, and even sweet little Gabrielle made a hum of agreement.
Harry made Parvati moan by leaning forward and sucking on one of her nipples. He started to fuck her a bit faster from there, but she was just coherent enough to recognize how slow his hips were actually moving in comparison to what she'd seen him doing to the others earlier in the night.
Parvati's second orgasm came and went after a few more minutes, and Lavender giggled, ran her hands through her hair and rubbed her sweaty forehead.
"Okay, take her off of me and fuck her silly now," Lav said. "It's two in the morning, and some of us need more than three or four hours of sleep a night if we want to be able to function the next day. Unlike her, some of us don't have the luxury of sleeping all day tomorrow like she'll be able to."
Lav gave her one more kiss before Harry hauled Parvati up into his arms. She held onto him and stared over his shoulder, seeing the others all watching them leave with mingled arousal and fondness. None of them seemed the least bit bothered about their boyfriend heading off to shag her senseless in private for a bit, and Parvati was grateful for that. Then again, it made sense that they wouldn't get jealous about something like that if they'd made a situation as unique as theirs work. She wasn't bothered at all with him having shagged Lav right in front of her, either. She knew that Lavender loved her no matter what kind of fun they had with the others, and she'd seen the love Harry shared with his lovers when he was with each of them, too.
--
"You've done very little so far," Harry said. "If we're being honest, you've done next to nothing. So, I think it's time for you to put on a show for me." He sat down, bringing Parvati with him so she was sitting in his lap while speared on his cock.
She almost told him that she wasn't sure what to do. Her high standards resulted in a relative lack of experience, and it hadn't helped that her wild fantasies had utterly ruined her infrequent attempts at having 'normal' sex when she found someone who interested her enough to try. She couldn't even say if either of the two wizards she'd been with before Harry had been any good. It was possible their skill had been at least passable, but for a woman with tastes like hers, it just hadn't been exciting at all. Sex with Harry had been everything she could have ever asked for, and so much more besides, but she didn't have the first clue what she could do to impress a man who lived the kind of life Harry did. Her doubts and indecision must have been obvious enough to him because he laughed while rubbing her hips and squeezing her arse.
"Just let me look at you while you get used to it for a bit," he said lightly. "I'm going to fuck you properly later anyway, and even if it seems like you're handling the pain well so far, it's probably a good idea to take it easy right now and get you more comfortable. But mostly, I just want to enjoy the view of a supermodel writhing on my lap while I think about what a lucky bastard I am."
Parvati blushed, but his praise had her preening as well. She would never tire of receiving praise and attention, especially when the praise was genuine like this was. Now that she was part of this group, she was certainly going to work hard to receive as much praise as possible from anyone and everyone in it.
"You see it every day," she pointed out. "With like eight witches, all of them drop-dead gorgeous." She tried to sound playful as she said it, but she felt so full of cock that it came out as more of a breathless wheezing. He laughed regardless, so at least she hit the note she wanted, even if she was winded trying to talk.
"I completely agree with you on that," he said, grinning. "But don't think for a second that the number of beautiful women I have in my life and in my bed makes me appreciate it any less, especially right now." His lips found her nipple, and his sucking made her arch her back and writhe in his lap. "That's it. Just like that, Parvati. That's the perfect angle, love. You're a natural." She recognized what he was doing. His words were meant to play at the kind of praise she'd received in the early stages of her modeling career, which she'd taken to quickly. It worked incredibly well for her, too.
"Let's have you move back just a little bit, like—this." He gave her hair a tug, bending her back as he threw out many of the same phrases she'd heard so often on so many sets. Getting praised for her modeling work made her happy, of course, but she'd never felt close to this good or this happy on any set.
"Merlin, you're so sexy!" she moaned. Rather than saying anything in response, he just helped her roll her hips and gave her nipple a gentle nibble that made her scream in delight. His cock rubbed up near what she could swear were her lungs. He was definitely far deeper than she'd ever imagined a cock could reach, just as Lav and all the others had said beforehand. He was so big and filled her so completely that it felt like she shouldn't have been able to enjoy it, but nothing could be further from the truth.
"They might have had a point," he said quietly after she'd come for a third time a few moments later. "I may actually have to be careful not to let my ego get out of hand."
"Is it even having an ego if you earn every bit of it?" Parvati muttered, which made him laugh.
"Yes," he said, shaking his head. "Yes, it is." His thumb brushed across her lips, and Parvati instinctively took it into her mouth and sucked on it. She looked at his face as she sucked on his thumb, trying to appear confident and sexy, and Harry's lovely emerald eyes flashed as he stared back at her. "Fuck."
The word came out as a harsh groan that left no doubt as to how much she'd turned him on with her suggestive thumb sucking, and it allowed Parvati's confidence to surge once again. The doubts she'd had about herself earlier were long gone now. They'd been resolved before she even left the bathroom, in truth, but everything that she'd done since had affirmed that she had good reason to be confident in herself. He had many amazing women in his life already, but she didn't need to worry about being out of place around any of them. The sultry grin that she gave him, the same one that would be on the cover of next week's 'Elegant Earrings for Elegant Ladies', came to her face effortlessly now that her confidence was restored.
"Why don't you sit back and enjoy the view, sir?" she suggested. "I believe I have a cock to get used to."
"Don't let me stop you," he said. He leaned back and rested his hands behind his head, leaving her to cup her own breasts and wiggle happily. What was meant to be a deliberate act to tease and excite him ended up as her shamelessly playing with herself thanks to the sensations taking over. If her previous sex life had been boring and ordinary, sex with Harry was a euphoric revelation. And he was still in the early stages of breaking her in! They hadn't even begun to scratch the surface yet.
"Harry!" she cried out. Now more than ever, it was clear to her how lucky she was that her best friend, the woman she loved, had been seduced by Harry Potter and pulled into the wild life he shared with Daphne, Astoria, Narcissa, Gabrielle, and all the rest. It meant that Parvati got to be pulled in right beside her, to share in the wild debauchery and have every last one of her sexual fantasies fulfilled, plus countless fantasies she hadn't even thought of yet.
Her sex life was going to be anything but boring from now on.