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Harry's Perfect Summer (Ch. 13 - Sister's Bounty)
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The kitchen bustled with activity as Harry approached it, his senses immediately assaulted by the combined scent of sweat, perfume, and something far more tantalising. His eyes immediately flicked towards the source: Iris, Daphne, and Hermione. They sat around the large table in the centre, laughing and talking animatedly amongst themselves.
Fuck, they're all dressed to kill, he thought, his gaze tracing the outlines of their bodies provocatively.
Iris was clad in a loose, flowing skirt that barely covered her ass, her long legs crossed casually. A simple white blouse tied beneath her generous bosom accentuated her cleavage, the fabric straining against the weight of her breasts. Her nipples pressed firmly against the thin material, betraying the absence of a bra. She was a vision of seductive innocence, and Harry couldn't help but feel his shorts tighten uncomfortably.
Hermione wore a bright yellow, one-shoulder top, the plunging neckline revealing most of her ample bosom. Like Iris, she too seemed to have forgone a bra, her nipples poking against the fabric defiantly. A short, pleated yellow skirt barely covered her thighs, giving him plenty of flesh to feast his eyes upon. Her legs were crossed, one foot swaying gently back and forth, threatening to reveal more of her secrets at any moment.
Daphne's outfit was the most revealing of them all. A white, sleeveless, backless top was held up merely by thin straps around her shoulders, her tits spilling out generously from the plunging v-neck. The matching pleated mini skirt barely concealed her ass, her long legs stretching out elegantly before her. She sat upright, her back ramrod straight, making her tits stick out even more enticingly.
Hell, it's like walking into a wet dream, he mused silently, spectating the trio from the entrance. They didn't notice his appearance, too engrossed in their own conversation.
"I can't believe it!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly, waving her hands animatedly. "We're finally blowing up on WitchTok!"
"I know, right?" added Iris, smiling widely at her friends. "We've never had this many views on any of our videos before!"
"That's because we have quality content now," replied Daphne matter-of-factly, leaning back comfortably.
"Oh, definitely!" agreed Hermione, nodding enthusiastically. "And it's all because of Harry's... massive contribution!"
"Oh, come on, you guys!" laughed Iris, blushing slightly at the mention of her brother's manhood. "It's not like it's all all Harry's monster cock, is it?"
"Well, mostly..." teased Hermione, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. "I mean, we didn't get nearly as many views when it was just the three of us in our bikinis. But when we started incorporating Harry's fat cock... well, let's just say, the numbers speak for themselves!"
"Exactly!" agreed Daphne, nodding in approval. "And while we're still the main attraction, obviously, there's no denying that a sexy woman posing provocatively in front of a massive cock is a hell of a lot more enticing than just a bunch of girls in bikinis!"
Fuck, they're really going all out with this WitchTok thing, thought Harry silently, watching the trio intently from his place by the door. I wonder if I should leave a comment on their last video... Make another suggestion...
"I wonder what else we could do to keep our followers engaged..." pondered Hermione aloud, tapping her chin thoughtfully.
"More spicy content, obviously!" suggested Daphne quickly, winking mischievously at her friends. "I mean, we can't just keep showing off our tits and asses forever, can we? Sooner or later, they'll expect something... more."
Like my cock deep inside your pussy, you naughty witch, he thought, feeling a growing desire to join in on their little conversation.
"Oh, I dunno about that..." countered Iris, shaking her head lightly. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I love having all those eyes on us, but I'm not really sure if I'm comfortable with... going too far, you know?"
"Aw, come on, Iris!" encouraged Hermione, reaching out to take her hand gently. "This is our chance to become truly famous! We can't just let it slip away because you're shy!"
"Yeah!" exclaimed Daphne loudly, rolling her eyes dramatically. "You're always the first one to suggest sexy outfits and poses for our photo shoots. You can't fool us, Iris! You're a horny little slut just like the rest of us!"
"Well, maybe so..." muttered Iris softly, averting her eyes guiltily. "But that doesn't mean I want to start fucking my brother on camera or something, okay?"
Does that mean she's open to the idea of fucking me in private, though? wondered Harry silently, his cock twitching eagerly at the mere thought.
"Iris, you were cumming so hard last time, you nearly passed out!" pointed out Hermione, laughing softly at her friend's expense. "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy having Harry's massive cock rubbing against your pussy like that!"
Iris blushed crimson at the memory, squirming uncomfortably in her seat. Perhaps reliving the sensations of that day. "Well, that's... that's different!" she stammered nervously. "That was just... just a one-time thing, okay? I didn't mean for that to happen!"
Fuck, I wish that could happen every day, thought Harry, adjusting his shorts discretely as his cock threatened to tear through the fabric.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night, babe," replied Daphne dismissively, waving her hand in the air casually. "But the fact remains that we need to keep our content fresh and exciting if we want to stay relevant on WitchTok. And I, for one, have some fantastic ideas for our next shoot."
"Great, then it's settled!" declared Hermione, not giving Iris any further opportunity to object. "We'll discuss Daphne's ideas later tonight. Now, who's up for some lunch?"
"Me!" announced Harry loudly, pushing himself off the door frame and entering the kitchen proper. "I was just thinking about making myself something to eat. Would you guys like me to whip something up for you too?"
The trio turned towards him simultaneously, their eyes widening in unison at his sudden appearance. For a moment, nobody spoke, the tension in the air palpable. Then, just as suddenly, Iris laughed nervously, breaking the silence.
"Harry! I didn't know you were there!" she exclaimed, her blush deepening visibly. "Um, yeah, sure, if you're making yourself something to eat, could you make us something too?"
"No problem, Sis," he replied easily, moving towards the fridge. He couldn't help but notice the way her gaze lingered upon his crotch, her eyes widening ever so slightly upon noticing the bulge tenting his shorts.
If there were any doubt that he had been listening in on their conversation, it evaporated instantly upon catching sight of his erection. Her cheeks turned an even darker shade of crimson, and she averted her eyes quickly, looking anywhere but at him.
While Harry rustled around in the kitchen, preparing a light lunch for everyone, Hermione found herself busy with the task of setting the table. The kitchen was well-equipped, with an abundance of dishes, silverware, and glasses at her disposal. She selected an elegant place setting for each of them, complete with a gleaming fork, knife, and a shimmering glass for their drinks.
Harry, oblivious to what was happening behind him and deep in his own thoughts, only turned when the sudden sound of something hitting the floor cut through his reverie.
"Oops, clumsy me!" exclaimed Hermione, bending over quickly to pick up the errant piece of cutlery.
Harry watched in silent amazement as Hermione bent over, her ass presented perfectly for his viewing pleasure. With each tantalising inch she bent, her short skirt slowly rose, revealing more and more of her delicious ass.
With her head tilted downward, her ass was thrust upward, giving Harry a stunning view of her pussy and ass. She was clearly not wearing any underwear beneath the short skirt. He could see every detail of her moist, delicate folds, the colour of her lips, and her clitoris peeking out from the top, eager and sensitive.
The view was mesmerising. He had never seen Hermione so unguarded, so vulnerable, and yet so beautiful. His cock throbbed painfully in his shorts, straining to be free from the confines of his shorts.
Fuck, she's such a tease, he thought, biting back a groan. Ever since he had fucked her silly in the library, it was as if she was begging for another round. Does she have any idea what she's doing to me with this kind of display?
"Hermione, you're such a slut," Iris agreed, giggling at her friend's expense. Harry wasn't surprised to hear that Iris had noticed the same thing. "Bending over just to flash Harry like that? Really?"
Hermione, too busy picking up her fork to notice Harry's intense gaze on her, turned towards Iris with a frown. "I did not!" she protested weakly, though her excited face betrayed her feigned indignation.
Daphne, having watched the scene unfold in amusement, couldn't help but make a contribution. "Well, I'd say it was quite effective either way," she chuckled, winking lewdly at Harry.
Harry could only swallow hard, his eyes never leaving Hermione's glorious ass. His mind was awash with fantasies, each more obscene than the last. He wanted to bend her over the table, flip her skirt up, and thrust his throbbing cock into her from behind. He wanted to see her face, flushed with desire as he filled her completely.
He wanted to taste her, to lick her, to hear her moan and cry out his name. He wanted to pin her down and make her his own, make her admit that she wanted him just as badly.
And perhaps most importantly, he wanted Iris to watch it all happen. He wanted her to look on as his massive cock ploughed into Hermione's tight pussy, to see her face filled with lust and longing, to hear her whimpers as she watched her friend writhe in ecstasy. And he wanted her to wish that it was her beneath him, her feeling the weight of his shaft, the girth of his head, the slickness of his seed.
Lost in his fantasies, he barely noticed Iris and Daphne gathering around Hermione, commenting on her attire. "It's not like you're wearing anything underneath either, Iris!" Hermione pointed out, a note of defiance in her voice.
Harry's heart skipped a beat at the revelation. Iris wasn't wearing any underwear beneath her tiny skirt either? That's an accident waiting to happen!
He watched as Daphne, always the boldest of the three friends, reached out and grabbed the hem of Iris' skirt, tugging it upward. Harry's breath hitched as he caught a glimpse of Iris's bare, glistening pussy. It was shaven, wet, and leaking, the lips swollen with arousal. He could almost feel the heat wafting off her.
Fuck, he thought, his cock aching, throbbing with unfulfilled need. He was going to explode before he even had a chance to touch either of them.
Iris, flustered, tugged her skirt down quickly, her face flushed an even deeper red. "Well, it's hot, isn't it?" she stammered, giving a weak excuse. "And I can wear what I want in my own home, can't I? Besides, I'm not the only one here not wearing underwear," she added, casting a pointed look at Daphne.
Daphne, nonchalant, shrugged. "Well, it's hot," she echoed, parroting Iris' words back at her.
"And besides, our mums are all doing it too," added Iris, her tone more confident now that she wasn't the only one being put on the spot.
Harry felt his heart leap in his chest. His mum was also letting her pussy breathe freely? The thought of Lily, his own mother, letting her own pussy air out in the open was too much for him to handle. His cock jerked painfully, and he had to lean against the counter for support.
"I agree, it does feel nice in this heat," chimed in Hermione, her voice thick with excitement. "Nothing quite compares to the feel of the breeze on your skin, the sun on your back, and the sensation of the fabric brushing tantalisingly against your bare pussy."
Harry couldn't help but groan at her words. The imagery was too much for him. He watched as Hermione's eyes met his own, her lips curling into a wicked grin. She was having him on a string, leading him on like a puppet master.
With a struggle, he regained his composure, clearing his throat before speaking up. "So, lunch is ready," he announced, turning back to the counter and putting the finishing touches on the dish.
The women, thankfully, seemed none the wiser to his internal struggle, their minds equally filled with lewd thoughts, fuelled by the intoxicating combination of the hot summer heat and their own lust. They gathered around the table, their appetites whetted not just by the scent of the food but also by the anticipation of what the day might bring.
They served themselves, the clinking of cutlery against plates echoing through the room, punctuated by the occasional sighs and moans that slipped from their lips as they savoured the dishes that Harry had prepared for them.
The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, the room filled with the kind of tension that could be cut with a knife, or bonked with a fat cock. Harry was on edge, his senses hyper-aware of every little detail, every little nuance.
He couldn't help but steal glances at each of them as they ate, their expressions filled with desire and longing. And all the while, he could feel his erection throbbing painfully in his shorts, a constant reminder that he was every bit as turned on as they were, if not more so.
"Well, this has been fantastic, Harry," exclaimed Hermione, pushing her plate away and leaning back against her chair with a satisfied sigh. "But I should get back to my studies. I have quite a bit of reading to do before tonight."
"Yeah, we need to get moving too," added Iris, finishing off the last of her drink. "We're going to work out for a bit," she informed him, getting up from the table and stretching languidly before him.
The stretch showed off every inch of her body, from her tits to her long legs and her shapely ass. Harry's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer than necessary, his mind already running wild with fantasies of them tangled together in sweat and lust.
Iris must have noticed his gaze, because she suddenly blushed, her face flushing a bright red before she quickly turned away. It was a stark contrast from the times when she used to call him a pervert for looking at her, but now she didn't seem to mind anymore. In fact, Harry had noticed that she even encouraged him sometimes, flaunting her body before him like a peacock showing off its feathers.
Daphne, noticing their heated exchange, couldn't help but laugh at the situation. "Well, you're always welcome to join us, Harry," she offered, winking suggestively at him.
"Oh, really?" asked Harry, his eyes light up, surprised at her suggestion.
"Sure, why not?" replied Daphne, her tone flirtatious. "It's not like we're doing anything special. Just some core exercises and some squats. I'm sure you can keep up."
Harry couldn't help but gulp at the thought. Core exercises and squats? He could only imagine the kind of workout they had planned.
"Right," replied Harry, gathering his composure. "Sure, I'd like that."
Iris, who had been unusually silent, seemed to stiffen at the suggestion. It was subtle, but Harry caught it.
Why does she seem so flustered? he thought, intrigued by the sudden development. Was there more to their workout than what they were letting on?
"Great," beamed Daphne, clearly pleased by his response. "We'll meet you in the gym in fifteen minutes. Don't be late!"
The women left the kitchen in a rush, their scent of arousal lingering behind them. Harry, still reeling from the sudden turn of events, couldn't help but feel like he was walking into something far more dangerous than he could have ever imagined.
And I have a feeling that this won't just be a regular workout, he mused, a mischievous grin forming on his lips.
But before he could join them, there was something he needed to attend to. He needed relief, and fast. He couldn't be working out with a raging erection, now, could he?
More Professor Potter coming up soon!
Comments
LuckyQuaffle
Working on the next now!
Manuel Valir
When the next chapter?
haider ali
Triple bj
haider ali
I think that next chapter you should have iris Daphne and hermoine give Harry a long triple blossom till he cums all over them that would be hot as f
Daeron Targaryen
Dammit cliffhanger we need some hot romance 🤣
john
Hoping lily will give Harry some relief next chapter...
