The girls walked into their Magical Sexuality class expecting another regular day, but they were surprised to see that their normal-looking classroom had been transformed into what appeared to be a miniature strip club. The room was darker and a bit smoky, and the only light was shining on a lone stripper pole positioned at the head of the class. Their desks were gone, replaced by simple chairs lined up in rows at the back of the class. Not really knowing what to expect, they did as they always did. They shrugged off their school robes and hung them up on the wall hooks. Instead of going completely naked, the girls came to a silent understanding that they would keep their bras and panties on until they were told otherwise.
As they were finding their seats, they heard the door to the teacher's room open up. Looking up, they saw their boy toy, Harry, standing there nude with Professor Lestrange standing behind him. Her hands were gently stroking the length of his arms without her even noticing. Most noticed that she did that often. She couldn't seem to keep her hands off of him whenever he was within touching distance.
"I'm sure all of you have noticed the change in our classroom?" she asked as her arms snaked around Harry's midsection. Her fingers were dancing across his rippled abdomen. All of the girls nodded in response to her question. "There, of course, is a reason for that," she told them.
Bella's hand moved down his belly and over his hairless pubic region. They couldn't help but stare as her hand encircled his girth. More than one pussy became wet as they noticed that her fingertips didn't touch. It reminded them of just how big Harry was, and that, of course, reminded them of just how good it felt to have him inside of them. The Professor's hand gripped the base of his shaft and slowly began to move up and down. They watched as she worked him with long, sensual strokes. Many of the girls wished that they were in her place right then.
"Today we will be having a lesson on stripping," she stated happily. A lot of the girls instantly became nervous. Very few had ever been taught anything about stripping or even sensual dancing. Still, they gave her their full attention. She smiled at them and continued. "And to help with this lesson, may I introduce my sister, Narcissa Malfoy …" she stated. Again, the door opened, and a beautiful, blonde woman walked out.
Narcissa Malfoy, like the rest of the girls, was in her underwear. Her bra looked closer to a bikini top, and her panties were little more than a string with two tiny triangles attached. The front triangle didn't even cover the entirety of her wonderfully smooth mound. The back triangle and string were hidden somewhere between her tight, shapely cheeks. As she walked in, they could see her ass cheeks jiggling with every click of her high heels. Harry was led by his cock over to the velvet lounge seat that looked more like a long couch. From there, Harry had the perfect view of the stripper pole. As they sat down, Bella kept her hand on his cock. They had to admit, she looked quite fetching with her white blouse halfway open, and her tits practically falling out. Her black skirt was so short that when she crossed her legs, they were sure that Harry could see the front of her panties when he looked at her lap. Harry placed his arm along the top of the seat and allowed Bella to snuggle into his side. Her hand was still wrapped around his shaft, and she was massaging the tip of his cock with the pad of her thumb. Harry was slightly squirming, and he placed his hand on her thigh. Hermione was watching him closely, her pussy getting wet. She wondered if she could talk him into staying with her that night.
"Hello, class," Narcissa chirped in her elegant voice. "As my sister has said, I am Narcissa Malfoy, and I'll be your teacher when it comes to stripping and lap dances," she told them, standing proud and confident.
Though no one could see it on her face, she was actually quite excited to be teaching that day. It had been years since she last took the stage. Narcissa could still remember the thrill she felt when walking on stage. She could practically hear the lascivious shouts of a hundred horny men catcalling and begging for her attention. She could almost feel the rhythmic thump of the bass as the music started up. Narcissa longed for the power she held back then. She longed for the days when men would empty their bank accounts just to ply her with expensive gifts. Sadly, those days were long gone, and all she could do was try and enjoy the life of luxury that she had earned. Still, she was here and hoped to have a bit of fun at least.
"Without sounding too full of myself, I was considered the best stripper in the country while I was a working girl. Men and women would come from all over just to watch me perform," she smirked as she walked up to the pole. Her fingers grazed the cold metal as she walked around it. "I will attempt to impart some of my skills upon you. I must warn you, however. It takes dedication, hard work, and innate skills to become the best in the country. Fortunately, I'm guessing that most, if not all, of you are just hoping to learn the basics?" she asked. The girls in class nodded their heads.
"Then I will attempt to teach you enough to get by," Narcissa told them as her body began falling to the side. At the last second, her arm snapped out, and her hand caught the metal pole. Her body spun around the pole before she flipped upside down, holding onto the pole. Her legs parted into a complete splits, and the girls watched with wide eyes as her legs snapped together around the pole. She was now hanging upside down by her legs. She quickly lifted her upper half up and grabbed the pole. They watched as she lowered herself by spinning around the pole until her high heels clicked against the ground. Narcissa huffed and flicked her hair.
"You'll have to forgive me … I'm a bit out of practice," she said, breathing a bit heavily.
Bella rolled her eyes and snorted softly. Narcissa had always been egotistical when it came to her skills as an exotic dancer, and now it seemed that she hadn't changed one bit since quitting. As she began calling girls up to practice, Bella watched on, feeling a bit amorous. She placed a soft kiss on Harry's neck while her hand tightly gripped his cock. Harry's hand was caressing the soft skin of her inner thigh, making her panties wet. With the lights low and them sitting in the shadows, Bella didn't mind getting a bit naughty while Narcissa took control of the class. She uncrossed her legs and opened them up. Immediately, his fingers crept to her crotch. Bella's eyes fluttered when his fingers brushed over her panty-covered clit. The music covered her whorish moans when his fingers dipped into the leg hole.
Harry smirked as Bella became needy. He hadn't fucked her in a couple of days, and as far as he knew, she hadn't been with anyone else. His professor always got sexually aggressive when she hadn't been properly fucked in a while. He let his fingers glide up and down her slit, her wetness causing his fingers to become slick. As she moaned and squirmed, Harry watched the show that the girls were putting on.
Daphne was by far the best, and he could tell that she had already been trained. Harry's cock throbbed as he watched each article of her clothing come off. By then, all the girls' shoes had been transfigured into high heels, and that was all Daphne was wearing. She strutted around the metal pole with confidence, her gorgeous body on full display. He saw the beautiful girl look his way as she started dancing. Her body was a work of art, Harry thought as she wiggled around erotically. Suddenly feeling a heavenly sensation on his cock, he looked down and found Bella sucking on his head. Harry threaded his fingers through her thick, black hair, and he pushed her head down. He heard her gag as his cock hit the back of her throat. Not even a second later, her head slid down even further. Her head began bobbing while he continued watching the show.
Her tits were perfect, Harry thought as they bounced and jiggled. Her little, pink nipples drew his attention, and he wanted nothing more than to toss her onto his bed and suck on them until she begged him to fuck her. When her back was to him, she leaned over and gripped the pole. He watched as she licked the length of the pole while shaking her ass at him. Harry slid his hand down Bella's back and lifted up her skirt so that her ass was exposed. He pulled down her g-string and let his fingers crawl between her cheeks. Bella hummed around his cock when he touched her puckered hole. Harry pressed the pad of his finger against her skin, and he began tracing around her tight hole.
Angelina being older had been taught in previous classes, but she still didn't have the skill or raw sexuality that Daphne did. What she did have, however, was an incredibly sexy body with big tits and lots of curves. Her dancing was faster and wilder. Harry very much enjoyed watching her big tits bouncing around. He couldn't wait until he got her alone. He was already imagining his cock resting between them as she bounced them up and down. Like Daphne, she turned around and jiggled her ass at him. Unlike Daphne's smaller, tighter ass, Angelina's big, fat ass jiggled out of control while her cheeks clapped. It truly was a spectacular sight, Harry thought. She also had the experience to do some pole tricks. At some point, she was hanging upside down on the pole. She opened her legs wide, showing off her glistening slit before snapping them shut.
"Excellent job, Miss Johnson. Give them just a peek of the goods and make them pay for the rest," Narcissa complimented her. "Next."
As Hermione came up, Harry pressed his finger against her hole and pushed in. He felt Bella's lips tighten around his shaft as she sucked him harder. His finger sank past the first knuckle, then the second. Once it was fully in, he could feel the heat that her body was producing. He pulled his finger back until only the first knuckle was in, and then he penetrated her again, making her squeal on his cock. Bella pulled his cock from her mouth and moaned deeply. Her hand continued to stroke him, even as she leaned down further and began kissing his cum-filled balls.
Hermione was surprisingly good. He remembered her telling him that she had taken ballet classes for several years in her childhood. It seemed that her childhood skills were paying off now that she was older. Like Angelina, Hermione wasn't as good as Daphne, but that shouldn't be surprising to anyone. Daphne had trained for years to be a High-Class whore. Hermione was just starting out. Harry loved looking at her naked body, especially when she was being sensual. Her skin was the color of peaches and cream, and he knew it to be very soft and smooth. He knew the way she smelled and tasted, and he very much wished that he could have a lick of her right then. Bella's moan made him turn his attention back to her. He hadn't realized it, but his finger was thrusting harder and faster. Bella seemed to enjoy the harsher treatment.
"OH!" Bella cried out as her ass tightened around his thrusting finger. "Harder!" she whispered intently. Harry pulled her over his lap and used one hand to open her cheeks up while the other fingered her. He could feel Bella squirming uncontrollably. The scent of her wet pussy was growing stronger.
Being in this position reminded her of her childhood when she used to do bad things. She could still remember being placed over her father's knee right before he spanked her. Bella never cried though. Even back then, she enjoyed a little bit of pain. Now here she was, over his lap with her panties pulled down to her knees. She could feel the burning hot pussy juice dripping from her quivering twat. Her hands pawed at the velvet cushions as she mewled with pleasure. The sensation of his finger continuously penetrating her was brilliant, she thought as she bit her lower lip. When his hand slid from her ass, over her back, and under her belly, she really became excited. His fingers brushed against her swollen clit which sent sparks of pleasure racing up and down her spine. She choked out a cry of passion, and her toes curled painfully in her high heels. Bella arched her back, sending her ass higher into the air. His fingers flicked her clit again, and Bella's body bucked. "H-Harry … That feels …" she said before letting out a high-pitched squeal. Her asshole squeezed his finger as he pushed it all the way in, and pussy juice began leaking down the insides of her thighs.
Bella couldn't stop her body from bucking as her orgasm rolled over her. It had been several long days since she last had an orgasm, and that was several days too long, in her opinion. She decided that she would never go that long without one again. Harry stroked her sensitive clit again, and she was forced to push his hand away with a groan. It simply felt too good. Her head drooped while breathing heavily, and she rested her forehead on the cushion. Harry pulled his finger from her ass but continued to caress the smooth skin of her ass. She was just beginning to feel drowsy when someone cleared their voice. In a panic, she quickly sat up and saw her sister smirking at her.
"If you are done …" she said, clearly amused with her eyes locked on Bella's panties which were still below her knees. Bella quickly pulled them up and swished her hair with her hand as if it were no big deal. Narcissa snorted at the sight of her sister trying to save face, but let it go. She had more important things to do at that moment. "Now … I'll be using Harry here in the place of a client," Narcissa stated as Harry's eyes feasted on her nude body. "Scoot over, Bella," she said, flipping her hair in the same manner as her sister just did.
Bella huffed and moved over, giving Narcissa plenty of room to operate. The girls of the class watched on as Narcissa's hips danced slowly in front of Harry. It looked to them as though Harry was trying not to reach out and touch the sexy teacher. His legs were open, and his cock was sticking straight up as Narcissa shook her ass right in front of his face. "If he only paid for a dance, then that is all you give him. No touching, no freebies," she instructed. "However, if he appears to be a big spender, you may want to give him a bit of a tease to help influence him," she smirked, and the girls giggled.
As the music played, Narcissa threw her leg over his lap and straddled him. Harry shuddered as he felt her wet sex press against his hard cock. Her small nose was nuzzling his cheek, and her warm, pleasant breath washed over him as her hips began moving. Unable to stop himself, he placed his hands on her smooth thighs and moved them up to her hips. He squeezed the flesh of her hips as she painted the underside of his cock with her wetness. Harry moaned deeply.
"You see, girls … Harry here is ready to drop some serious gold, aren't you, love?" she teased as she intentionally rubbed her hard nipples against his chest. Harry nodded goofily as he groaned in pleasure. The girls giggled louder.
"I worked in one of the top clubs in the country, so many of our clients were well-to-do. Wherever you end up, you'll have to figure out how to spot them on your own. There can be a lot of signs though. How he dresses, whether or not his cologne smells cheap, the quality of his haircut … there are many ways to tell. One big one for me was a man's shoes. If they looked expensive and looked shiny and new, then I knew that he probably had gold to spend," Narcissa said, standing up and turning around so that her ass was facing Harry. She reached back and grabbed the back of his head by his hair. She then pulled his face into her ass and began vibrating her hips. They gasped as her ass cheeks jiggled wildly against his face.
"And once you have them hooked, they almost always come back for more," she smirked again. All of this brought back some good memories from the old days. "Once I was sure that a man had gold to spend, one trick that I used was this …" she said, spinning around and sitting back on his lap. She reached down and grabbed his hard cock. She then held it against her wet pussy with the palm of her hand. They then watched as she started rolling her hips and massaging his shaft with her hot, pink pussy. Within seconds, it was glistening with her juices. Every girl in there thought that Narcissa was the sexiest woman that they had ever seen. They were fascinated by the way her plump lips practically wrapped around his shaft. It must have felt good, they thought as Harry gripped her thighs and squeezed. Narcissa's back was arched, making her tits look spectacular.
"Once they were really hot and bothered, then I would tease them even further," she stated and lifted herself up slightly. She then pushed his head inside of her wet pussy and held it there while her hand jerked him off. They heard Harry moan loudly from behind her. His hands moved up her slim sides, and he cupped her breasts. Narcissa shuddered lightly and jerked him off even harder.
It was too much for Harry. First Bella, then Narcissa … He couldn't hang on any longer. "Narcissa!" he choked out. "Here it comes!" he cried.
Instead of pulling off of him, Narcissa sank down until her pussy had engulfed his entire cock. He wrapped his arms around her waist and thrust upward. They heard him moaning and knew that he was filling her with his warm seed. Hermione watched on eagerly, squirming in her chair as her pussy tingled. She couldn't help it either. Her hand found its way between her legs, and like many of the other girls, she began fingering herself to the spectacle.
"Sorry, girls. I just didn't want to waste it," she joked and moaned as Harry thrust again. As some of the girls laughed and some moaned, Harry grabbed her behind her knees and lifted her legs up. Narcissa squealed, being caught off-guard. She didn't expect him to start power-fucking her right there in front of everyone. Her mouth opened, but no words came out. Only a slutty moan as Harry's big cock repeatedly hit her g-spot.
"It seems like you've woken the beast," Bella giggled, this time being the one who teased. Narcissa just squealed and came as Harry's fingers found her clit and began to rub circles over the swollen nub. Bella watched on, amused as Harry pounded her so hard that his cock slipped from Narcissa's wet depths. Being a good sister, she took his cock and stuffed it back into her slutty pussy. He pounded her for a few more minutes before Narcissa's squirming made it slip out again. This time, Bella leaned down and sucked his cock down her throat. She moaned around his shaft, hoping for a creamy load to be shot into her mouth.
"Bella!" Narcissa whined and grabbed his cock, pulling it from her mouth. She stuffed it back into her pussy and moaned as he continued to fuck her. Seeing his balls all wet and bouncing, Bella leaned in further and began sucking on them. As she did, she was surrounded by the scent of a freshly fucked pussy. When Bella heard Harry moan out a release again, she pulled his cumming cock from her sister's pussy. A large spurt of cum sprang from the tip and landed in her hair. She was just able to get it into her mouth as the next spurt of cum erupted from the tip. Bella moaned, and her eyes fluttered as his delicious cum hit her tongue. She mentally blocked the sound of her sister's annoyed voice just as she did as a kid. She pumped her head, keeping her lips tightly around the shaft until his balls had been drained. Once he was done, she let go of his cock with a pop and smacked her lips with a smug smile on her face. Narcissa looked less than impressed. Bella was already planning on keeping Harry to herself that night, but she supposed that maybe she would be a good sister and share. At least it would keep Cissy from complaining about her for the next week.