How Deep is Too Deep

"God." Harry's eyes swept across the room, not quite sure where to look. There was just too much to take in that he could barely process it- so much skin available to him and in such variety, he felt he was drowning in it.

"Alright there, stud?" Katie stepped forward. Harry's eyes were drawn to her as she approached, how her sinuous body moved- her powerful thighs, toned abs, and her breasts, which swayed just slightly as she walked.

"Err…" Harry fumbled.

"Girls, I think we broke him." Katie's pronouncement was met with a chorus of giggles. "C'mon, let's get you undressed."

Then they all moved toward him, circling around him. Ginny helped Katie unbutton his shirt- her starting from the bottom with Katie starting from the top. She was already visibly aroused, with her slit glistening with her juices and her eyes burning. Fleur stepped behind him, one hand firmly on his arse while she breathed hotly against his ear.

"Zat potion." Fleur breathed, her accent peaking through "Its powerful."

"Potion?" Harry mumbled, vaguely recognizing the hazy scent that permeated the room.

"Just a bit of it." Hermione explained, gesturing to a small vial she'd left open. Harry's eyes flicked to her, and drank her in- appreciating how she rubbed her thighs together in impatient arousal and as mesmerized by her impressive bust as when he'd first seen her.

Luna knelt between them and began unzipping his pants. "It has Harry's cum in it, right?" But Hermione had been sidetracked by Harry's attention, and by Ginny and Katie succeeding in removing his shirt. Her hand instinctively twitched forward to touch him, paused hesitatingly, before she realized the silliness of being shy in such a situation and rubbing her hand across his upper body. Fleur's hands joined hers as she pressed herself against his back. Meanwhile Ginny rubbed his arm and shoulder and Katie cupped his cheek.

Harry shuddered. He'd been denied even the simplest of touches for so long, and though he'd gotten used to a lot, sometimes it was too much, in the best way possible. It was more than desire, he felt so loved, so wanted and cared for, it was overwhelming. What's more, the growth in his magic had left his body far more sensitive than it had been previously, their hands on his skin felt better than it had any right to be.

Susan, meanwhile, was wafting the potion into her face, breathing deeply and shuddering, before setting it back down onto the table. When she turned back to him, her eyes were hooded in an expression of naked lust. "Harry, I'm going to be a slut for you tonight."

Fleur took that moment to nibbled his earlobe, stroking the hollow of his ear with her tongue with her breath hot and heavy against it. "Got it!" Luna had just succeeded in removing his pants and boxers. No sooner had his cock sprung free of its confines was it being caressed- first by Luna's hand, then Ginny, then Katie, Hermione, Fleur, Susan. Harry gasped raggedly, his cock throbbing madly at their delicate touches. One by one, they all indulged, all of them, expect for Demelza.

Demelza, wearing nothing but her collar, had been standing right in front of him this entire time. She was 'at attention' a rigid post that had her legs slightly splayed so that Harry had easy access to her pussy. The reminder of her birthday present to him successfully shook Harry free. "Dem, may I see?"

"Of course, Master." Demelza stepped forward, and Harry's hand grazed over a spot on her lower abdomen, right below her waistline, where tattooed into her skin, it read: Property of Harry Potter.

Harry felt something rough and possessive rise up in him as he read the words, and it left his throat in the slightest growl. Demelza felt it too, and her whole body shuddered, her knees threatening to turn to jelly. He peered through their bond, and realized that she was dangerously close to cuming from the mental stimulation alone. It would only take a little push. "Dem. Cum for me. Cum."

Demelza collapsed to her knees, quaking and gasping from her orgasm. "Master. Master. I- oh god!"

Harry ruffled her hair affectionately "You're such a good girl, Dem, and I'm lucky to have you. Don't worry, this will be far from the last time you cum tonight." With newfound confidence, he turned to the others, who had been watching with something ranging between interest and fascination.

Something about his interaction with Demelza had cleared his head, despite the affects of the potion, and filled him with purpose. Ginny, Hermione, and Luna all felt it, and the wave of arousal he felt from them in return was quite satisfying. "So, tonight's my night, right Katie?"

"Yeah, we're all here to show you a good time." Katie responded huskily.

"I guess that means you'll all be doing whatever I like." He continued. "Fleur, I think I'd like to cash in two of my coupons. Is that alright with you?"

Harry was suddenly blasted by the full force of her allure. He could tell this wasn't purposeful, it was too unfocused and erratic. In another situation, he would happily let her carry him away. After all, his orgasms when he cooperated with her allure were some of his most intense ever, at the same level of what he experienced when they managed to get those pleasure feedback loops through the bond to work properly. But that wasn't his plan for tonight. After a full ten seconds of unblinkingly resisting her allure, Fleur managed to reign it back in, and answered. "Of course. What coupons are we using?"

Katie, meanwhile, just seemed impressed "Damn." She said softly.

"Denial." He said decisively "And bondage. Because I'm pretty sure denial's not going to work out unless you're restrained, not with this bloody potion. Do you think you can handle that?"

Fleur nodded, though she seemed a little nervous. "If its ever too much, just say the safe word- treacle tart. I know this is out of your comfort zone, and I don't want you pushing yourself too hard, it's the last thing I want."

His words seemed to set her at ease. "Alright, how do we do this?" She asked.

"Well..." Harry silently waved his wand, levitating Fleur in the air so that she was parallel to the floor. She gasped in surprise at the sudden change in position, but Harry wasn't done. After taking a few seconds to admire the way her breasts seemed to perfectly maintain their shape despite gravity, he followed up with an incarcerous.

The binding spell normally summoned simple ropes, but as Harry had gotten an increased control of his magic, he'd found he had much finer control over it. Not only was it easier to summon the ropes in exactly the position he wanted them to, but he could also alter the material to make them softer, more forgiving. Of course, he followed that up with an unbreakable charm and the strongest fireproofing spell he knew. The end result left Fleur with her hands tied behind her back, with more ropes fastening them to her ankles, preventing her from closing her thighs together.

Damn, it was good to be able to use magic again.

"You alright?" Harry asked, his thump grazing her lip. "Not uncomfortable?"

Fleur nodded wordlessly, instead communicating her acceptance of the situation through her actions. Her lips closed around his thumb, with her tongue moving sensually around it. Harry couldn't help but moan softly. Fuck, everything this woman did was ridiculously hot. He pulled back, or else he might just end up shoving is cock in her mouth, which defeated the whole point of this.

"Right." He said roughly, hesitating a moment, before copping a feel of her breasts. What could he say?

He looked back at the five women left standing. His cock was so hard and aching- it felt powerful. An idea formed in his mind, and he sent it to Demelza, Ginny, Hermione, and Luna. The logistics of it were a little tricky, but if they worked in tandem it could probably be done.

"Katie." The other girl stepped forward "Get on your knees."

Her mouth opened and closed wordlessly, but whatever her internal battle was, it was decided quickly. She settled in position right in front of him, clearly expecting to suck his cock. Her lips went to his cockhead, but Harry held her back. "Not yet." She was joined by Demelza, kneeling on the other side of him. Harry reached a hand back and ruffled her hair again "Good girl." Then, realizing what she was likely about to do, he cast a silent scourgify on his arsehole.

Luna slotted herself beneath the both of them, blocked from going any higher than his thighs, Harry splayed his legs out to give her a little more room to operate. Ginny, Susan, and Hermione took his upper body. Susan taking one side, Hermione the other, while Ginny positioned herself awkwardly behind him, her legs splayed to avoid stepping on Demelza. Finally, with a wave of his wand, he levitating Fleur around so that she was in front of him, improving the view for both of them.

"Right, everyone good?" There was general agreement throughout the room. "Well, let's do this." He let his wand clatter to the ground, and held Katie's head with both hands. Her eyes gazed up at him, as she, uncharacteristically compliant, allowed him to guide her onto his cock. "Ffffuck!" Harry groaned, as her mouth closed blissfully around him, and that seemed to spur the others into motion.

Demezla sucked at his balls, before lavishing attention to his perineum. Luna began kissing his thighs, before travelling lower, to his knees and calves. Ginny had taken Fleur's previous position- nibbling at his ear and pressing slopping kisses down the side of his neck. From the other side, Hermione tilted his head to her, claiming his mouth in a kiss. Susan, meanwhile, pressed a series of kisses to his upper body- from his abs to his nipples.

It was all so good, their warm, wet mouths seeking out his every erogenous zone and more hands than he could tell stroking and massaging him. All the while, he could feel Fleur's allure, slowly growing in intensity as she gradually lost control. Luna had journeyed still lower, kissing his ankle, before tilting his foot up and popping his toes into her mouth one by one. It was all Harry could do to remain stable.

Katie, perhaps trying to turn the tables on him, was giving the blowjob of her life, sucking with a will while her eyes never left his. Hermione freed his mouth to pay attention to the other side of his neck, allowing Harry brief opportunities to speak. "Fuck, Katie. Such a good little cocksucker." He moaned as he pushed her down completely onto his shaft, her nose buried in his pubic hair and her chin pressing into his balls.

At that moment, Demelza shifted, swiping her tongue across his arsehole for the first time. His words were cut off by a whimper, he hadn't expected it to feel so good. His hips involuntarily spasmed forward, incidentally shoving his cockhead deep into Katie's throat, who squeaked in surprise.

To her credit, though, she didn't let this interrupt her efforts. In fact, all the girls seemed to take this as a sign to become more aggressive. Katie and Demelza launched twin assaults, and Harry found himself arching his hips forward, practically smothering Katie in his crotch while leaving his arsehole exposed to Demelza's mouth and tongue. "Ahn! Ahn! Fuck!" Harry moaned, when he had the chance to. Hermione, Susan, and Ginny were taking turns kissing him, leaving him only seconds to let out breathless moans.

His orgasm was coming- he could feel it burning in his taint, boiling in is testicles, tightening in the base of his cock. The girls knew it too. "Cum in her mouth, Harry." Ginny panted hotly in his ear "Merlin, I gotta feel you cum!"

Susan joined her in encouraging him, grunting aggressively "She's such a cocky slut, drown her in your fucking cum!" Mentally, Hermione, Luna, and Demelza joined in on urging him to cum, while Fleur's allure too only further encouraged him to let loose. He had wanted to hold out for as long as possible, savoring the sheer bliss of having all of his girls so totally focused on pleasuring him. His growing magic had rendered his body so sensitive that he wasn't quite sure how he'd lasted as long as he had. Perhaps it was something about commanding Demelza that had given him the mental fortitude, the confidence to push through. But eventually he couldn't hold back anymore, the pleasure that was churning in his core, arching up his shaft, and cresting in his cockhead demanded release.

"God! Fuck! Cumming! Cumming!" Harry called, before crying out wordlessly as he lost himself. His knees shook and he might have tipped over if not for Ginny and Hermione wrapping their arms securely around him to steady him. He exploded into Katie's mouth with so much force that she immediately gagged. Through the searing pleasure, he had the presence of mind to let go of her head, letting her pull back frantically even as a second explosive pulse was imminent.

Susan had other plans. Her fingers dug cruelly into her scalp as she mercilessly pushed Katie back down on his cock. "Fucking take it, slut!" She shouted. There wasn't a prayer of stopping now, all he could do was mindlessly pump himself into Katie's mouth and she grunted and choked around his cock, swallowing much of his cum, bet letting much more spill out, dribbling down her chin, neck, and lower.

Harry shivered, his fingers trembling. Even as his orgasm wound down, pleasure danced across his body like magic. "Oh. Oh. Oh my god." Harry breathed as Katie continued to suck him gently, sending tingles down his cock and up his spine. With some internal struggle, he lifted her head off him- her lips letting his cockhead go with a pop. "You alright Katie?" He asked breathlessly.

"Uh-huh." Katie stared blankly ahead, not even bothering to rise from her knees. She seemed completely stunned.

Harry next checked on Fleur, who was panting and moaning. "How about you, Fleur?"

"Fuck!" Was her response. Her eyes had darkened as they normally did when she was incredibly aroused, turning less human, more avian. They were locked slightly downwards with a fierce intensity, staring straight at his cock like a starving woman might a feast. Her tongue swept over her lips again and again.

"You remember your safe word?" Harry checked.

"Yesss." Fleur hissed. Harry approached her, and her head strained downward as if to reach for his cock.

He cupped her cheek affectionately and said "Good." Then he turned and walked away. Fleur's response to this came first with a blast of her allure so powerful he nearly stumbled forward, followed right on its heels by a wail of frustration. Harry did his level best to not show how much it had affected him, which he was sure frustrated Fleur to no end. Yet, he couldn't deny how urgent his cock throbbed under her assault.

Harry looked to the others, who had more or less been waiting patiently for him. "I'm fine too! Thanks for asking." Ginny snarked, provoking Harry to roll his eyes.

Katie however, was still where he left her, on her knees facing away from him, staring vacantly ahead. "Looks like I broke her." He placed his hand behind her shoulders and guided her forward, so that she was on her hands and knees.

"Guh. What?" Katie panted weakly "What are you… eep!" Harry's eyes had lingered admiringly on her arse, and on an impulse he'd swatted it, provoking a squeak for Katie. Harry's hand then dipped to her slit- long since slick with her juices, his fingers sinking easily into her cunt with his thumb found her clit. "Gah! Uh! Uh!" Katie grunted "Fuck!"

"You want me to fuck you?" Harry asked as grunts continued to spill from her cum-stained lips. His fingers pulled back, replaced by his shaft sliding across her pussy lips. "You want my cock?"

"Uhhhngg! FUCK yes!" Katie's hips began gyrating, attempting to take him within her, but to no avail.

Instead, he leaned into her ear and said in a low voice "Beg." She shivered in response to that one word, which culminated in her hips as they jerked spasmodically. Katie hadn't felt so helpless during sex… since the beginning, with Leo, her first boyfriend. He'd been so very talented in bed, and a complete arsehole. He'd had no qualms about using her, while having sex with other girls on the side. Once she realized what he was really about, she'd sworn to never let herself be that vulnerable again. Harry had been very accommodating for her, as happy to be the submissive with her as he was being dominant with Demelza.

But now he'd flipped the script and Katie wasn't sure how to react. It was his birthday, and they'd all agreed that tonight was about his pleasure. But that wasn't mean she was going to roll over for him… "No."

"No?" She could feel Harry smiling, the game was on. He didn't break his pace, dragging his cock torturously across her labia and rubbing against her clit, smearing her juices along his shaft.

"Uh. Uh. No. Not gonna. Uh! Beg." Katie grunted. Her entire body rigid in the struggle to contain herself against Harry's assault on her sensitive sex. Yet, when Harry ground deliberately against her clit, she couldn't help the quiver of her tense muscles, or the needy whine that escaped her mouth. The word 'please' almost escaped her lips, but she bit it back, moaning torturously through gritted teeth.

Harry let slip his own series grunts and soft moans, assuring Katie that she wasn't the only one struggling to keep a grip on it. This was reinforced when Harry pulled back, panting. "What?" She taunted "Can't handle it, having your cock against my slick pussy? I know you want to fuck me, to just bury yourself in me and let go."

Harry growled, and smacked her arse lightly, even though she was right. The combination of Hermione's potion and Fleur's allure had him struggling to control himself. At the same time, he couldn't let Katie's challenge lie. "Fine." He said roughly, pressing their bodies together once more. Their grunts and moans seemed to intertwine as they effectively edged each other, and it wasn't at all clear who would break first.

It wasn't clear, that is, until Susan intervened. Neither of them noticed her as she approached, not until she titled Katie's head up, a wild expression on her face. She was carrying the vile of aphrodisiac potion, Harry realized belatedly, as she wet her finger with the potion and streaked it underneath Katie's nose.

That intoxicating little potion was her undoing. It curled through her mind like a fog, making her nearly delirious with desire, and then spread further, inflaming her entire body. The only thing that could penetrate through the haze was the feel of Harry's cock against her lower lips, every detail of it was ten times more acute than it had been. It was more than just the sensation that drove her, as the effects of the potion seeped to her core she was taken by an primal hunger. She felt so empty, her cunt was a void that needed, hungered to be filled.

"Oh, FUCK!" She screamed, all sense leaving her "Please! Fuck me! I need it! I need it! I need- FUUUUUCK!" Harry hilted himself in her with one powerful thrust, and Katie's world exploded.

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Harry staggered to is feet, while Katie lay, blissfully satiated on the ground. Despite having cum several times, he still felt utterly ravenous. His eyes landed on Susan, who noticed his gaze and smirked. "Like what you see?" She was normally much more easily abashed, but the potion had made her brazen, impulsive even.

"You know I do." Harry returned, deliberately eyeing her curves. Susan sauntered over to him taking his hand and guiding it to her pussy.

"I'm so wet for you." She breathed, letting him feel just how true that was, how her pussy was practically weeping for him. "I'm such a slut, so ready for your- oh! Your cock." His fingered began to explore on their own accord, provoking moans from the girl. He was then struck idea, one that had been percolating in the background for a while, but he had never been in a particular rush to try it. Perhaps it was the potion, or Fleur's allure battering down his psyche, but now seemed like the perfect time.

"Do we have any lube?" Demelza, who through their bond immediately caught on to what he was planning, supplied him with a small bag that included, among a few other things, a bottle of muggle lube. Harry held the bottle up and liberally drizzled it onto his cock. Demelza eagerly helped to spread it along his shaft with an impromptu hand-job.

"I've never done this before, but I'd like to try with you. You did say you were going to be a slut for me tonight." Harry said, and Susan's eyes went wide when she realized what he must be planning. He grinned challenging her "That is, if you're up for it." He was certain she wouldn't have been under normal circumstances, but with the potion… She'd confessed to feeling liberated while under its influence, about wanting to try new things, but not knowing where to start.

It took only a few moments for Susan to agree, silently turning around and bending over. "You sure?" Harry asked.

"Do your worst, Potter." Susan snarked back at him, but the bravado was broken when she squeaked as he cast a scourgify on her arsehole.

"You sure about that?" Harry teased, placing her cockhead at her arsehole and bringing two fingers to tease her sex, dipping slightly into her entrance before brushing against her clit.

"Oh! Bugger me." Susan hissed.

"That's the idea." Harry returned, pressing against her arsehole yet hesitating to take the final step.

That was, until he felt a firm smack against his bum. "Oh, just fuck her already!" Ginny cried out impatiently. Harry thrust forward in reflexive response, leaving both he and Susan unprepared for the foreign sensation of him entering her.

"Fuck!" They cursed simultaneously, as they adjusted to the tightness of the fit. Harry grit his teeth as he slid himself into her centimeter by centimeter. "Fuck!" He repeated, while Susan whimpered. "Are you… are you alright?" He managed.

Susan nodded vigorously, before realizing he might not notice the signal. "Yes!" She squeaked "Just… keep going." Harry continued on, slowly, carefully, easing himself in and out, taking note of each of Susan's soft whimpers. His fingers got back into the mix, hoping that their toying with her pussy might ameliorate some of her discomfort. It wasn't until he accidentally let loose, thrusting a tad more enthusiastically than he intended, did Susan let out an erotic moan, and Harry realized that she wasn't uncomfortable at all.

"You're liking this." He moaned "You dirty girl."

"Oh, shut up and fuck my arse!"

Who was he to deny her?

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After Susan, his bond-mates took turns with him. First, Luna and Ginny rode him together- Luna on his face and Ginny on his cock. Luna didn't hesitate in grabbing Ginny and kissing her, and the two girls began the balancing act of trying to snog and ride him simultaneously. Harry, for his part, was all to happy to make this as hard on them as possible, at several points forcing Luna to break the increasingly sloppy kiss to moan. Harry, meanwhile, had to deal with Hermione and Demelza's encouragement- the two girls each sent him a stream of consciousness monologue urging him to cum.

Ginny however, was the first to cum. Of all the girls, she was probably the most responsive to Harry's own pleasure and desire. She perhaps enjoyed his pleasure even more viscerally than her own. She'd gotten herself off twice while Harry had been with Katie and Susan, but that had just left her ravenous for the real thing. After perhaps half a minute of persistent thrusting, she cursed, arching her hips to sheath him fully within her, and continuing to spasm and grind herself against him as her orgasm ran its course.

Then she stilled, her mind blissfully vacant for a moment before she set back to work. Her entire focus was on his cock and coaxing another orgasm from him, and she was not to be denied. Harry, meanwhile, did his best to focus on Luna, even as her efforts grew more and more distracted. It didn't take long, between the pulsing grip of her pussy, Ginny's increasingly profane mental monologue, and the drumbeat of Fleur's allure, for him to cum, with Ginny and Luna pulled along with him.

Ginny luxuriated in the afterglow, giving Luna access to his cock. Instead of taking Ginny's place, however, she just leaned down and shifted forward. She eagerly gobbled his cock, bobbing enthusiastically, slurping up Ginny's remained arousal, and drawing the last dregs of his previous orgasm from his shaft. She worked him with an enthusiasm that Harry struggled to match, even as he tried to reciprocate by lapping at her pussy she had a single minded determination while he was rapidly losing focus. His task was made all the more difficult by his other bondmates- with Ginny joining in with Hermione and Demelza in urging him to come.

Luna didn't seem to mind. Even when his approaching orgasm forced him to throw his head back and moan to her that he was getting close (entirely unnecessarily, as she could read his mind), she just doubled down. She happily slurped and sucked him through his peak, and eagerly accepted his load, letting him fill her mouth until his cum began dribbling out.

Luna didn't bother letting him finish her off. No, as soon as she'd gotten his load, she went to Fleur. The older woman had seen better days- not only had she been bombarding Harry with her allure, she'd struggled mightily against her bonds. Her exertions had her rasping for breath and had given her body a sheen of sweat, while a small puddle of her arousal had pooled on the floor beneath her cunt. Her normally unnaturally straight hair had become a tangled mane, while her eyes had transformed into something entirely avian.

When Luna approached her, Fleur didn't hesitate. She latched onto her mouth and a predator would a kill. Luna came instantly, her hands weakly fluttering to Fleur's chest as her body was wracked by pleasure. Fleur sucked her mouth dry of his cum, and only released her when she was finished, letting Luna slump to the floor in bliss. Fleur's eyes then turned back to Harry, zeroing in on his cock with an intensity that made him uncomfortable. She'd stopped struggling, just silently staring at him, licking her lips, with an expression of pure hunger.

He wouldn't have the opportunity to reflect on that, because Demelza had stepped forward. "Master, can I- I-"

"You wanna ride me, Dem?" Harry cooed. "C'mere." She was almost timid as she perched herself on top of him, her hands resting unsurely on his chest, but with Harry's encouragement she began to move, undulating her hips slowly and pausing occasionally with a whimper or tremor.

"Why are you moving so slowly, Dem?" Harry asked, full well knowing she was trying her damnest not to cum right off the bat. "Don't you want to make me feel as good as possible?"

"I know, but if I… if I go any faster, I'll… I'll, cum."

"Then cum."

To the surprise of both of them, Demelza's body obeyed. She nearly tumbled forward as she came, and Harry pushed himself into a sitting position to support her, cradling her against his chest. Then, in an almost whisper, he said "Again."

Demelza whimpered her way through another orgasm, her hands clutching his chest feebly as her body trembled. "M-master."

"Harder."

Demelza cried out, her back arching, pressing her hips to his. "Harder!" Harry demanded once more, broadcasting his order both verbally and straight to her mind.

This time, Demelza screamed. It would be a full minute before she came to, her cheek resting against his chest. "Good girl."

"But I didn't- I didn't."

"Don't worry. I enjoyed that, very much."

Hermione was the next to have him. She pounced on him, giving him a searing kiss despite the taste of Luna's arousal on his lips while ramming their hips together. For Harry this was becoming decadent. How many times had he cum tonight? How many times had he felt the intimate embrace of a mouth or pussy around his cock? And yet once again his cock was enveloped in woman's femininity. How could he resist? Especially with not only Hermione, but Ginny and Demelza also entreating him to cum in her.

Cum! Cum! Cum in my pussy! Give it to me!

She wants it so badly luv, give this little cumslut what she deserves.

You deserve this master, all our pussies our yours to satisfy yourself in.

Hermione fucked him like a wild-woman, and he couldn't resist her for long. It was all just too much for him. His own moan of pleasure was drowned out by Hermione's scream of "YESSSS!" She exulted in his release, her eyes rolling back as the erotic feel of his magic pouring into her triggering her own peak.

They both lay there for a long minute, recuperating and enjoying each other's presence. Ginny had the sense to interrupt them. Harry, you might want to do something about Fleur. She might be going mad.

Harry staggered to his feet. He really hadn't intended on leaving Fleur for this long, he just… gotten swept up in things. It was downright cruel of him, denying her for so long, especially with that intoxicating potion in the air.

"Fleur, I'm sorry. Are you alright?" He asked. Her eyes stared unblinkingly back at him, or rather his penis, as she licked her lips disconcertingly, but she didn't respond or try to break free, or anything. "Shit." He turned to look at Ginny, silently asking her what he should do.

In hindsight, that might not have been the best idea. It was, however, exactly the opening Fleur was waiting for- she hadn't been catatonic, she'd been waiting. In a flash she threw her body weight forward, extend her neck just so her lips could caress his cockhead. From there, it was all over, even though she might not have had the ability to drag him to her, his hips instinctively did the work for her.

Though muffled, Fleur howled gutturally when he slammed himself home, lodging his cockhead into the back of her throat, her body spasming as if he'd just penetrated her pussy. In her current state, all semblance of technique deserted her- her tongue lashed at his cock blindly, while she sucked with inhuman force. Harry, for his part, couldn't stop himself from thrusting. It was addicting, the way her mouth and tongue dragged along his shaft as he withdrew, begging him to stay, followed by the satisfaction of ramming himself back in. His hands gripped her head, pulling her to him while his hips jerked furiously, like a dog in heat, fucking her mouth like he would a pussy. He blew load after load into her mouth, and she took it all in stride- sucking, slobbering, and swallowing around him.

He had no idea how long they stayed like that, him mindlessly thrusting while she equally mindlessly took him, but eventually found himself pulled back. "Come on stud, why don't you fuck her properly."

He stumbled back into a feminine embrace, a hand wrapping around his still pulsing shaft, stroking him firmly as his release dribbled onto it. "Katie… wha?" His eyes focused on her, before looking back to Fleur. Her face was a mess- splattered with a combination of cum and spit. "Oh… shit." He hadn't meant… hadn't meant to do that.

"Don't worry, by all accounts it seems like she's enjoying it, but I think you both might enjoy this a bit more." Katie turned Fleur around, so that her slit was exposed to him. His cock twitched in interest, and Katie gave him a few parting strokes before releasing him "Go get 'er, tiger."

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Harry couldn't have even begun to guess how long much time he'd spent… spending himself in Fleur's pussy. She was addictive, but even with his enhanced stamina and sex drive, he had his limits. At a certain point he was forced to slump back in exhaustion, simply unable to continue on, no matter how good it felt.

He staggered to the carpeted floor, wishing he had somewhere more comfortable to lay, but not having the strength to do anything about it.

He hoped Fleur was okay.

"Well girls, it looks like we broke him." Katie said again. Harry didn't bother to respond, perfectly fine with letting them have their fun while he drifted off. Katie knelt next to him "What, do you think we're done with you?"

Harry blinked sluggishly "…yes?"

She laughed. "Turnabout is fair play, babe. Accio Hermione's potion."

"Wha-" Katie used that moment to pour the entire contents of the vial into Harry's mouth. For a brief moment, his brain went on alert, knowing just how much actually drinking the potion had affected Hermione… then he had an awful lot of trouble thinking at all.

"Oh... god." He was rock hard again, throbbing as urgently as he'd ever had.

"What do we have here?" Katie smirked, clearly enjoying turning the tables on him. Her hand trailed up his shaft, and even that one touch felt so good that he couldn't help but come. He moaned helplessly as his cock twitched and twitched and twitched, even as it let out only a dribble of cum. Katie followed this up with firm stroke downward, properly massaging his shaft. This time Harry's entire body shook as pleasure raced across, tingling in his toes and fingers and exploding in his brain.

"It's so good… so good… so good." He moaned openly as her hand continued to coax out his dry, full body orgasm.

"That's a good boy." Katie cooed. "You don't have to do anything right now other than cum. We're gonna drown you in pussy."

It was then that Harry realized that he was surrounded. All of them were waiting their turn- some sporting sly smiles, others idly fondling or fingering themselves (and Ginny not-so idly). His cock tingled at just the thought of what was about to happen. If Katie's hand felt that good, then her pussy… yet a small part of him quailed "I don't know if I can handle…"

"Don't you worry stud." Katie purred as she straddled him. "There's plenty more potion where that came from." She took him inside her and his vision blurred. Harry knew only the hypnotic bliss of having his sensitive shaft encased in Katie's warm sheath. With each gyration of her hips and contraction of her enveloping flesh she milked peak after glorious peak from him.

Distantly, Harry realized that he was now flanked on each side. Feminine curves pressed into him as two mouths began worshiping his neck and face. Eventually the presences at his side were replaced and Katie herself replaced by another pussy, this one softer and more pliant, but just as pleasurable. Each of them was uniquely familiar, even if he didn't have the presence of mind to put a name to them, he instinctively knew who they were. Another claimed him, and another, until he lost track, until he forgot about everything that wasn't how it felt to be overwhelmed by their enveloping femininity.