With a swiftness that stunned her, Aella found herself pressed against the wall. The moan that attempted to pass through her lips was cut off by a hand on her throat. That in and of itself was not new, but this was not the usual hand she could expect to feel on her throat at a moment like this. It was a female hand, and its twin was pressed between Aella's legs.
"You are such a slut, mother," Daphne said quietly. "You can't even stay quiet for a single second, can you?"
Aella's eldest daughter had her pinned against the wall quite impressively. She would have had to fight to get free, and it wasn't just the hand on her throat that was insistent. Daphne's hand between her legs was working intensely as well.
That she was in this position with her daughter was humiliating to begin with, not least because it was the wall of a public bathroom that Aella was currently pinned against. They'd come to a cute cafe just off of Diagon Alley, and Daphne had turned this cafe into the scene of a casual mother-daughter submission. Daphne taunted her throughout her touching, reminding her constantly that they were in public and she could do anything she want to her without Aella even trying to fight back. She was right, too. There were many reasons why Aella should have objected to being used like this in this place and by this witch, but she never even considered trying to get away from this.
"It's so fucking arousing to be reminded daily that I've made my own mother into my slut," Daphne whispered into her ear. That little declaration sent Aella over the edge at full speed, and she came and shook so hard that Daphne had to tighten her grip on her throat to make sure she didn't make noise and attract attention to what was happening in this bathroom. Daphne maintained her grip until Aella's shaking subsided, at which point she let go and smirked as she gave her a pat on the arse.
"Clean yourself up before you leave, mother," Daphne said. "You look like you've been thoroughly shagged in public."
--
Astoria looked over her sunglasses to admire Gabi as the gorgeous veela climbed out of the pool. Astoria's father was busy with meetings about this impressive new device Hermione had worked so hard on, which had begun to take the wizarding world by storm even without any heavy marketing at work yet.
Her father having other engagements and not being able to see to her usual training to assume the role of the head of the Greengrass Family worked out just fine for Astoria. She'd swapped her work with Ted Tonks to this morning, which had worked out better for their schedule anyway regarding the wards they were putting up. They needed to charge the lodestones this afternoon, so she had an entire afternoon off without any stress or responsibilities.
She took advantage of it by lying topless by the pool and soaking in the sun. Her top was nearby just in case someone who wasn't meant to see her topless happened to unexpectedly drop by, but she did not expect to cover her boobs up any time soon. She enjoyed soaking in the sun and reading her book, but more than anything, she enjoyed watching her veela girlfriend swimming around in the pool. Gabi was topless like her, and Astoria certainly appreciated the sight of her perky tits. But she'd be lying if she said that her lovely wet arse shining from the light of the sun while sticking up out of the water wasn't what captivated her most of all.
Now, with Gabi out of the pool, Astoria got to enjoy the view in full. Gabi soon noticed her hungry gaze, and watching the young veela's cheeks heat up in an adorable blush made Astoria grin. Her next reaction wasn't what Astoria expected, though. The horny girl wasn't meant to look nervous about the attention. Before she could say anything, Gabi spoke.
"Did I do something, or did I not do something?" Gabi asked, her voice shaking a little bit. Astoria just frowned, not following what she was asking. She wasn't left in suspense long, because Gabi kept going. "I just, we almost never, you know, have sex together, so I thought I must have done something that--
Gabi didn't get to finish her halting question, because Astoria burst into laughter midway through. She had to get the laugh under control quickly, because she could see that the veela didn't look any less worried.
"I beg your pardon?" Astoria got out, still giggling. "I can't think of any day in recent memory where we haven't had sex for at least an hour. Honestly, I don't think we've had a day where we aren't enjoying ourselves for at least two hours together."
"But not just us," Gabi stressed, speaking up. Astoria knew that it wasn't easy for the little veela to voice her thoughts and disagree like that, so Astoria cleared her throat to make sure she didn't laugh at her.
"I'm not laughing at you, Gabi, I promise," she said quickly. "Come here, you adorable little thing." She grabbed Gabrielle and pulled her into a passionate kiss, capitalizing on the chance to firmly grope that perfect arse that was so big on her otherwise petite body. When she pulled back from the kiss, she made sure to keep her hands where they were. She wasn't letting go of this arse until she had no choice.
"I suppose we haven't had much time for just the two of us, now that you mention it," Astoria said, squeezing that beautiful bum in her hands. "It certainly isn't because you've done anything wrong, or that I don't lust after your body. I think you know why there just hasn't been time for you and I to be alone." Gabrielle nodded in understanding, and Astoria took the chance to kiss and suck on her neck, making Gabi moan.
"Mmm, and since we both enjoy submitting to our master and mistresses so much, I suppose we haven't been able to enjoy very much time as just the two of us," Astoria admitted. "But we can definitely fix that, can't we?" Astoria quickly got both of their bikini bottoms off. "You're going to be on top. I want to be smothered by this big fucking arse of yours, but that means you need to pay attention for the floo going off or anyone apparating in." Astoria lay back on the large deck chair and yanked Gabi over to sit on her face.
"If I can get you off more times than you get me off, I'm going to tell Narcissa and my sister about you being so silly today," she said. Gabi dove in at once. It wasn't much of a threat, since both witches would find the story adorable. But Gabi would feel embarrassed about it, and that was one of the things she tried her hardest to avoid even when she wasn't in an overly submissive state of mind. The desperation to avoid that awkward situation was on display with the exceptional job Gabi did in pleasuring her.
The harmless threat was the closest Astoria could come to dominating the little veela in a way that felt natural to both of them, but it seemed to be working. With Gabi doing such a great job, Astoria concentrated on making sure she did her best as well. The threat had mostly been about getting Gabi going, but if Astoria could actually win, she would take it. It would be quite funny to see Gabi blushing and stammering so adorably as she got teased later.
It quickly became clear that Gabi was more desperate to avoid that than Astoria was to see it, though, because she was working her over with her mouth more capably than she ever had. Before long, it felt so good that Astoria clamped her legs around Gabi's head. This actually did her some favors, though, because the little veela getting smothered by the squeeze managed to excite her. It was a close thing from there, with the two naturally submissive women competing to see who could get the other off first. Ultimately, Astoria screamed in ecstasy mere moments before Gabrielle began to do the same. It was an early defeat in their little game, but Astoria sure didn't feel like a loser.
They both took a few moments to recover, and with Astoria gathering herself first, she went back to work.
"Wait, Astoria," Gabi said suddenly. "Wait, I think I hear something." Astoria stopped, trying to look and see if someone was coming, but Gabi's arse was so massive that it engulfed her face and blocked her view. She had no choice but to wait to find out if Gabi had seen someone coming. Before she could see anything, though, Gabi's head dropped back down and she started eating Astoria out again, catching her by surprise.
"You tricked me?!" Astoria exclaimed in disbelief, laughing and moaning at the same time while the veela's talented tongue licked her. "Oh, I'm going to enjoy telling Daph and Cissa all about—ohh!"
Her threat ended in a howl as Gabrielle increased the intensity of her licking. Astoria dove back in, already knowing full well that she had absolutely no chance of victory. But that was okay. She would at least make sure that the sexy young veela earned her victory. Winning wouldn't mean as much to Gabi if she felt like Astoria didn't give her best effort. If being submissive was Gabrielle's most dominant personality trait, her competitiveness when she was challenged was the only thing that came close.
Now that she thought about it, Astoria realized that if Gabrielle had resorted to a trick like that, she'd definitely managed to trigger that competitive fire, to her pleasure.
--
Their battle was closer than expected, with Astoria losing by only a single orgasm. When the dust cleared after the end and there was no longer a huge veela arse blocking her view, she saw Harry standing nearby, seemingly having recently arrived. Gabrielle hadn't given his presence away, at least.
"You were supposed to watch for anyone coming, little princess," Astoria said. "But I guess I'm just too distracting, hmm?"
"Hello to you, too," Harry said with a grin. He walked over and gave them both a kiss.
"How long have you been there?" Gabrielle asked, surprising Astoria with how calm and casual she sounded, given the embarrassing story she was trying to hide and had licked so intently to keep quiet.
"How long have I been standing here, or how long have I been within earshot?" Harry asked, chuckling. "Two different answers." Gabrielle blushed, knowing that he must have heard. He gave her another kiss, and then kissed Astoria as well. They each got a pat on the arse as they stood up from the deck chair that had served as the location for their competition.
"I'll keep my mouth shut about your little embarrassing moment," Harry said. "So don't look at me like I betrayed you when our girlfriends realize there's something to figure out within moments of getting home. I can't help it that they're too savvy not to unearth any secrets to be found. And you definitely shouldn't expect my help in stopping them from getting something so harmless out of you. Maybe you should just let Stori tell them. It might be less embarrassing for you that way." Gabi whined, but she didn't look or sound as bothered about the idea of her secret getting out as she had earlier, so at least there was that.
"Now, get your arses inside," he said. "You both seem plenty warmed up to me, and I think it's best if we don't risk your fathers arriving for dinner but losing their appetites because they're made to see something they would rather not."
"You know my answer there," Astoria said, before grinning at Gabrielle. "I'll make you a deal, Gabi. You won our competition, so I'll leave this up to you. Either you can use your win go first with Harry, or we can stick with me not telling the girls. Gabi whined again, and Harry put an arm around her to pull her into his side.
"I think she'll be going first," he said to Astoria while keeping his arm around Gabi's waist and groping her arse. "But don't tease her too much. She did just get you off quite spectacularly, as you might recall."
--
Astoria may have tried to persuade Gabi to let her go first, but she couldn't pretend that Harry intervening and stating that she would have to wait her turn was anything more than the mildest of inconveniences. Sure, she was looking forward to having her time with Harry, but it was difficult to be upset about being made to wait when she got to watch something as amazing as Gabrielle Delacour's tiny body being made to take their boyfriend's gargantuan cock.
Their little veela princess had been a wonderful addition to their group. Astoria had always thought so, even if their sex lives being too busy and crowded to afford them much in the way of one on one time had led Gabi to mistakenly think that she had done something to get on her bad side. Gabrielle was a delight, and in Astoria's mind she had quickly become an indispensable part of their happy little family, such as it was. She had frequently enjoyed watching Harry stuff that tiny little veela full, at least when one of the other witches in their group wasn't grabbing Astoria's head and ordering her to lick.
Thanks to the size of their group, getting solo time with Gabi as she had by the pool was basically unheard of for Astoria, and their bed being empty enough that there was no one else around to impede Astoria's view or put her to work in some other sex act while Harry shagged the little veela wasn't any more common an occurrence. That made a moment like this all the more precious to her. Astoria wouldn't trade their group fun for anything, and every member of it was important, whether it was one of her girlfriends or a guest who popped in less frequently. Their bed being full was exciting in so many ways.
All that being said, Astoria appreciated the lack of bodies crowding their bed this time. It meant that she had the best seat in the house as Harry held the adorable little veela in his arms and bounced her on his cock. She could sit there on her knees and get as close as she wanted while she watched that petite body get pulled up and dropped down onto a cock that her cunt would always struggle to fit. No matter how many times she took it, there was no changing reality, and reality was that Gabi was always going to have the breath fucked out of her when Harry felt like tossing her around and bouncing her on his cock.
He wasn't fucking her anywhere near as hard as he might fuck one of their other girlfriends, Astoria in particular. He couldn't fuck Gabi like that; Astoria couldn't see any way that any spell in existence or any salve in the world could have made it possible for that petite body to take a pounding like that from a dick like Harry's without doing damage, which Harry would never allow to happen to any of them. But she couldn't say that he was taking it easy on her, either. His hands were holding her hips and bouncing her with ease, making her squeal every time her body was dropped back down onto his cock. She tried to squeal, at least, but he kept up a quick enough pace and that cock filled her body so much that sound struggled to escape her throat with any real volume.
Astoria was watching Gabi get fucked as closely and intently as she could ever remember watching her before, probably because there were no other witches around to distract her or put her to work. If Harry had faced Gabi toward her when he started fucking her, she knew that she would have been able to see the outline of his cock bulging in her stomach, but he hadn't asked for Astoria's opinion on the matter. She wouldn't have tried to change his mind even if he'd asked, though, because this was perfect. Seeing her boyfriend's enormous dick reaching deep into that petite body and making her tummy bulge would have been interesting, but watching Gabi's big arse jiggling and shaking as he bounced her on his cock was not a view that Astoria would have given up for anything at the moment.
That bum was captivating; it had no right to be as large and perfect as it was on such a small frame. Harry's obsession with it was perfectly understandable. Really, every one of them was obsessed with it to some degree, and Astoria was no exception to that. She rarely got a chance to stare at it for this long or from this close, though. Even when Gabi had been on top of her earlier on the deck chair with her big bum filling her view, Astoria had been too focused on trying to pleasure the veela with her mouth and keeping their contest close to fully bask in the glorious view.
Now, though, Astoria had nothing better to do than hold her breath and watch, and she drank in the sight. She was mesmerized by the opportunity to sit there on her knees and watch from up close as the tiny veela's impossibly big bum jiggled from the force of Harry pulling her down onto his cock repeatedly. Exciting as it was to watch from this vantage point, though, Astoria needed even more. She was close enough to touch that arse, and she could not keep her hands to herself any longer. She licked her lips, reached out and took those perfect arsecheeks between her fingers--
--only to yelp as her hands were suddenly yanked off of Gabi's bum by an invisible yet irresistible force.
"No," Harry said simply after wandlessly and non-verbally pulling Astoria's hands off of Gabi's arse and forcing them down to her sides. "I didn't say you could touch, did I?"
"But—" Astoria began, not getting more than that single word out before Harry went on, talking right over her.
"My arse," he said. Astoria couldn't see his face from this angle with Gabi between them, but he sounded smug. "Keep your hands to yourself, Stori, and wait your turn." As if to rub her nose in their respective positions even more, Harry's hands slid down to Gabi's arse and squeezed her round cheeks firmly, now using her arse rather than her hips to bounce her on his cock.
Astoria whimpered, frustrated that she had a bum so big and perfect right there at her fingertips but was denied the right to touch it. She knew better than to argue with Harry on this, though. He had forbidden her the right to put her hands on Gabi or her perfect arse right now, and there was no getting around it. So be it. Astoria would have to content herself with moving to sit on her arse, spreading her legs, and touching herself while she watched.
Her fingers didn't even make it to her clit before her hands were yanked back again by the same magical force. This time her response was a grunt of frustration, rather than the surprised yelp she'd let out before.
"Why'd you stop me?!" she whined. "You said I couldn't touch her bum, and I'm not! I'm not touching her at all!"
"No, you aren't," Harry agreed, talking to her casually while continuing to bounce his petite veela girlfriend on his cock. "But I also told you to wait your turn. No masturbating for you. You'll need your energy when I fuck you anyway."
"That's not fair!" Astoria complained. "You can't show me something as fucking amazing as this and not expect me to touch myself!" Watching had been enjoyable, but when it came down to it, she was too used to remaining active when this bed was rocking. Without anyone else around to command her attention, and Harry denying her the right to touch Gabi's perfect arse, resorting to masturbation was her only realistic option. It was cruel and unusual punishment to expect her to do nothing at a time like this.
"Being disobedient, are we?" Harry said. He tsked. "I could spank your arse until you can't sit down properly for days as punishment for that. But you'd like that, of course, being the horny masochist that you are. I could always give you a real punishment, like denying you sex for a week or so."
"No!" Astoria gasped. She couldn't imagine a punishment crueler than that one.
"I thought that might get your attention," he said, chuckling. "Fine, then. I'll just make sure you can't play with yourself, no matter how horny you might get." His magic moved her arms again, this time pulling her wrists together and holding them there, like she was bound by magical ropes that she couldn't see. "There. Let's see you masturbate now, Stori." She could think of ways around this, but Harry's mind was too attuned to hers, because he saw right through her and dashed her hopes as soon as they'd started to materialize. "And if you even think about trying to hump anything right now, I will cut you off from sex for a week."
"Noo!" Astoria raged at him for being one step ahead of her, and simultaneously she felt even hornier thanks to him throwing her masochistic nature in her face and ordering her around like this. That made her even more desperate to touch herself or find some loophole to exploit, despite knowing that if she did find such a loophole, Harry was sure to make her pay for it. It was a vicious circle of frustration and arousal for Astoria, and there was nothing she could do about it. "Please, I can't stand it! You have to—mmph!"
"There, no more out of you, Stori," Harry said after shutting her up by using his magic to silence her. She couldn't even whine now; her throat moved in an attempt to do so, but no sound came out. "Be grateful that I took your voice away instead of your vision. At least now you'll be able to watch me fuck our little veela princess."
That she could, but Astoria couldn't decide how she felt about it. Watching the gorgeous veela get bounced on his cock, seeing her perfect arse jiggle and shake, and listening to her breathless squeals of pleasure was an experience Astoria knew she was privileged to share in. But all those sights and sounds had her soaking the bed in her arousal. At just about any other time, she would have been well into some explicit fun of her own well before now. Even if it had been someone else teasing her and denying her the full satisfaction her body craved, it would have been something.
This, though, was a different form of torture. The best arse she'd ever seen was bouncing right in front of her face, and she couldn't touch it. Every so often, Gabi's beautiful squeaks of ecstasy could be heard among all the other sounds of sex, but Astoria could not reply to those squeaks with moans and groans of her own. Her body itched and trembled with the desire for stimulation, and her arousal gushed all over, but she could not touch herself.
Astoria could do nothing. Even when the wonderful bouncing in front of her hit its peak, and Gabi squeaked, trembled, and came hard right in front of her, Astoria could only watch, unable to make a sound. Her wide eyes watched as Harry filled the tiny veela's pussy with so much cum that most of it spilled right back out of her and made a mess on the bed beneath them. Astoria's chest heaved, her throat burned, and her body ached for stimulation, but she could only wait her turn.
"Fuck, you're perfect, little princess," Harry whispered, giving Gabi's arse a possessive squeeze with both hands. Gabi let out a sound akin to a purr. "Maybe I should just stay inside you like this until we have to get ready for dinner. It isn't as if I have anything better to do."
Astoria tried to scream, or beg, or plead, but her throat refused to let any sound escape.
--
It took a few minutes for Gabrielle to recover from her post-orgasm rest well enough to be aware of what was happening around her. Her eyes were still closed as she caught her breath and recovered from the pleasure her boyfriend gave her, but the bed shaking all around her helped her begin to shake it off. When she did clear enough of the haze of pleasure away, she realized that there were things happening in this bed that she wanted to see. Aside from the bed shaking around her and making her body rock, which was plenty alluring on its own, there was also the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and Harry's grunts. She got the sense that there was something missing, though, and after reminding herself of where she was and who she was with, it was obvious what it was. If Astoria was getting fucked hard enough to make the bed shake, why couldn't Gabrielle hear her ecstatic sounds?
That question was interesting enough to give Gabi all the motivation that she needed in order to open her groggy eyes back up and see what exactly was going on. Harry was fucking Astoria, obviously. Unless someone else had happened to come home without her being aware of it while she was recovering from her orgasm, that was the only possibility to explain the bed shaking and the sounds of rough sex clearly audible to her ears.
Astoria's face was buried in the pillow, and she was down on her chest with her arms clasped together by the wrist behind her back, seemingly held there by magic. Her butt was sticking up high in the air while Harry thrust into her hard from behind at a pace hard enough to make the bed shake around Gabrielle like it was one of those waterbeds she'd heard about. At first, the original question fled from Gabi's mind because she got too caught up in simply watching Harry fuck her. Gabi had been through what she would consider some rough sex with Harry, but she knew that her version of rough could not be compared to the standards of the others. Harry had no choice but to be more careful with her because of how much smaller she was, and how much of a struggle it was just to physically get his cock inside of her beyond the shallowest penetration. An average woman would still probably be blown away by how hard Harry could fuck her at times, but her body did not have the same tolerance for it that any of his other girlfriends did, and it never would.
There were times when Gabi was dismayed that she couldn't quite give him that, but she also was fascinated to watch him hammer the others into the bed. They all had a higher tolerance for it than she did, but Astoria was in a class all her own. The bed-shaking thrusts that Harry was giving her, hard enough to make Astoria's butt jiggle wildly, would have been fairly hard by Gabi's standards, and the likes of Hermione probably wouldn't be able to handle it for more than a matter of a few minutes before it started to test their endurance and willpower.
For Astoria, this probably wasn't much more than a mild fuck—still satisfying, but nowhere near her preference, which seemed to be to get as close to the line separating discomfort from true agony as Harry would allow her to go. Even so, it didn't make any sense to Gabi that she couldn't hear Stori moaning, grunting, cursing or squealing at all. She couldn't hear a single sound coming out of the other witch's mouth, and that felt very much unlike her.
Harry must have noticed her stirring and sitting up to watch, because he turned his head to the side and smiled at her. "Hello, princess," he said kindly. "Are you feeling okay? Do you need any salve?"
"No," Gabi said, shaking her head. Her body felt a bit sore, but this particular shag hadn't been demanding enough on her body for her to need any special aftercare this time. She assumed he probably went gently enough on her for that because he knew everyone would be coming over for dinner soon enough, and he didn't want her to have to waddle around or spend the evening dealing with discomfort.
"That's good," Harry said, still smiling. His smile was still kind even as he pulled his right hand off of Astoria's hip and smacked her arse hard. He could certainly spank much harder than that, but it was still hard enough for the slap of hand on bum to echo, and Astoria's butt jiggled prominently. Gabi had been alert and staring at them for long enough that Stori's lack of noise had already been unnatural, Now that she hadn't made a peep even after having her arse smacked, Gabi knew that something was off here.
"Why can't I hear Stori?" she finally asked. She knew that there wasn't anything wrong with her hearing, because she heard the bed creaking and Harry's hips slapping against Astoria's arse clearly enough.
"Did you forget already, princess?" Harry laughed, before shrugging his shoulders. "Actually, I guess you might not have noticed in the first place, since you were pretty far gone by the time I did it. But while I was bouncing you on my cock, I decided that Stori needed to be put in her place for her lack of patience. She didn't like it when I told her she wasn't allowed to touch your perfect arse." Gabi was close enough for him to touch, and he wrapped his left arm around her waist to casually grope her butt, making her moan quietly.
"She really didn't like it when I forbid her from masturbating or humping anything instead of waiting her turn," he said. "So, I used my magic to keep her hands off of her body, and also to silence her whinging." He used his head to gesture at Astoria's arms, still magically stuck together at the wrist behind her back. "As you can see, the magic is still in place. I can keep her arms pulled back while still keeping my hands free to spank her arse, and fondle yours." He demonstrated what he could do with both of his hands free, giving Gabi's bum a hearty grope seconds before his other hand delivered another slap that had Astoria's cheeks jiggling. "And I don't have to listen to her whinge, either. It's working out great, I'd say. Maybe we should keep her like this for the rest of the night."
Gabi nodded in understanding. He was right about her being too out of it to notice any of that happening. She'd been enjoying him bouncing her body on his cock so much that she hadn't noticed Astoria trying to grope her butt, and him using his magic to punish her for it had not registered at all either. She'd been part of this relationship for long enough that she could picture all of that happening as vividly as if she'd been paying close attention to all of it, though. She also was familiar enough with her boyfriend's personality that she believed she recognized what was really going on here.
"Have you kept the spells on her because you don't want her limping around the house while everyone's over for dinner, but you still want to give her a little taste of being dominated like she likes?" Gabi asked. Harry looked at her for a second before laughing.
"Can't get anything past you, can I, princess?" he asked, giving her butt another grope. "Yes, you're onto me. I want Stori to be able to walk around tonight and enjoy dinner without wincing with every step she takes, even if she would probably prefer it if I fucked her to the point that I had to use my magic to carry her out of this bed and down the stairs for dinner." Gabi giggled, knowing that it was true. There did not seem to be any limits to Astoria's desire to submit to and be used by Harry—none that he would actually let her reach, at least. "But I figured I could at least give her a taste of submission before dinner, without making her waddle down the stairs in a little bit."
Gabi nodded again. It was always interesting how Harry tried to balance giving each of his girlfriends what they liked while also doing his best to look out for their best interests, and magically binding Astoria's arms behind her back and silencing her screams and moans seemed like a fair way of accomplishing that balancing act before dinner. Gabi could have sat back after having her question answered. She could have watched as Stori's body got used in silence, and it would have been interesting. But before she could think about it or give herself time to second-guess, Gabi spoke up and asked for what she wanted.
"Can I hear her when she cums?" she asked. Harry's eyes widened in surprise at first, and she felt panic flare in her chest. Had she gone too far and stepped out of line by asking for something that didn't even concern her? She knew that Harry and the others had worked with her on being more confident and asking for things that she wanted, but she knew that Harry had arranged this for Astoria's benefit and with her needs in mind, and she'd still butted in and selfishly asked him to disrupt his plan for her own amusement.
"Look at you, princess, asking for what you want!" Harry did not say it like it was a bad thing, and his encouraging smile quelled the panic before it could grow too large. Gabi relaxed, happy that he wasn't upset with her. "Since I love seeing you assert yourself, even with something as small as this, I'd be more than happy to give it to you." He smirked at her and gave Stori's bum another slap. "Besides, you did win the contest out there by the pool. It's only fair that you get a little something extra to celebrate your victory, especially since we all know your girlfriends are going to get to the bottom of your little embarrassing moment in no time at all."
Gabi blushed at the thought of the good-natured but still embarrassing teasing that was sure to come, but she was able to forget about it for a bit as she watched Harry focus on fucking Stori to a finish. It was important that they try to finish relatively quickly anyway, with dinner on the horizon and the others due to finish up with work and come home soon enough. Their group would swell to its customary large size soon enough, and that was nothing to be upset about. But Gabi had also felt lucky to have had these smaller, more intimate moments today, first with Stori alone, and now with her and Harry together. She was glad that Harry seemed focused on seeing this one through to the end before the others made it home.
Now that he had a clear destination in mind, Harry picked up the pace and fucked Stori harder. Gabi knew that it still wasn't anything close to what the younger of the two Greengrass sisters could take and even preferred to take if at all possible, but he was going just hard enough now that Gabi could tell he was thinking about trying to make Stori cum rather than enjoying his casual dominance over her. He held onto her arse with both hands and drilled her with deep thrusts that would have made an ordinary woman's eyes roll back in her head in a minute or two. Stori was far from an ordinary woman in bed, but even her body had to respond to such consistent and deep thrusts from a cock like Harry's.
Gabi held her breath as she watched him fuck Stori closer and closer to the edge. She could tell that it wasn't going to take much more of this to wring an orgasm out of the future head of the Greengrass Family, and she didn't want to miss any of it. Harry knew Stori's body better than anyone, up to and possibly including Astoria herself, so Gabi knew that he wasn't going to miss the chance to lift the magic silencing her before her orgasm kicked in. All she had to do was wait, and Harry was going to let her hear Astoria squeal in climax. They may have never spent much time alone with each other before today, but Gabi still knew that sound very well, and she couldn't wait to hear it once again.
When she saw Harry's left hand leave Astoria's arse, Gabi knew that something was about to happen. Sure enough, Harry waved his bare hand over Astoria's body in a casual sweeping motion, and then Gabi got to hear Astoria squeal. Even with her face still buried in the pillow, as it had been since before Gabrielle had come down from her orgasmic peak, the sound was still instantly recognizable to anyone who had watched Harry put Astoria Greengrass through her paces.
That muffled cry of pleasure was quickly freed, because rather than returning to her arse, Harry's hand grabbed a fistful of Astoria's long blonde hair and yanked her head back roughly. There was nothing to muffle her cries now, and Gabi listened in fascination to those loud screams. Perhaps it was her own struggles to even get breath into her lungs with Harry's cock buried deep in her, let alone get out powerful cries of passion, that made this so fascinating to listen to for Gabrielle. Whatever it was, she felt herself shuddering and palming one of her breasts as she watched and listened to Astoria scream loudly enough to wake the dead while cumming hard on their boyfriend's cock.
"Victor's choice, princess," Harry said suddenly. Gabi startled, reacting to her beloved pet name even through her fascination with Astoria's orgasm. "Where do I cum?"
Gabi did not need long to think about her answer. She was about to be even more selfish than she had been before, but Harry seemed to be pleased that she'd spoken up and asked for what she wanted. Perhaps she could keep up that courage for a little bit longer.
"In my mouth," she said, proud of herself for her voice only shaking slightly despite the bold request. She heard Stori's scream of pleasure turn into more of a whine, but Harry's laugh drowned it out.
"I wonder how long this boldness is going to last, princess," Harry said while pulling his cock out of Stori's pussy. "Not through dinner, something tells me. Especially once our girlfriends get to the bottom of your little moment, which I have a feeling Astoria is going to be even less interested in protecting now."
Undoubtedly, he was right about that. But Gabi didn't mind, at least not right now. The others might get her to blush and stammer later, but right now, Harry turned toward her on his knees and offered his cock to her. She was permitted to put her hands on his legs, take his cock between her lips and finish him in her mouth. It didn't take long at all with how close to blowing he already was, but she still felt the familiar feelings of pride, accomplishment and love wash through her body when she was able to make Harry moan and grab onto her head by moving her lips and tongue just so. Oh, how she loved being able to find these spots and get this reaction out of him!
He groaned and held onto the back of her head as he came. Not even half of his cock was inside her mouth, which meant it was easier for her to swallow all of his cum down her throat greedily, or at least attempt to do so. Some of it did drip down her chin, but that was to be expected with loads as large as Harry's. She'd made him grunt and writhe, and that was enough for her to feel proud of herself.
The embarrassment that awaited her when the others learned about her moment with Astoria was a distant thought in Gabi's mind, barely even worth thinking about. What was a bit of embarrassment when she got to be share moments like this with the people she loved so much?
"No fucking fair!" Astoria grumbled. "That should've been mine!" Gabi's lips were still stretched around Harry's cock, and responding to Stori was not anywhere near important enough for her to prematurely pull back. But it was irrelevant, because Harry responded on her behalf regardless.
"You know what they say, Astoria," Harry said, giving Gabi's head an affectionate pat. "To the victor go the spoils."