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Beyond The Rules: Chapter 20
🕑 Added 2024-02-05 16:30:02 +0000 UTCDaphne, Tracey, and Astoria stared at their entangled naked bodies in visible confusion. Harry and Evelyn stared back before they slowly separated.
The three young women had visible evidence of what had transpired in their absence, and all they did was silently watch as the other two dressed themselves.
“When did this happen?” Daphne asked with a raised eyebrow and her arms crossed.
“Today,” Harry replied, not seeing the merit in hiding anything. “Your mother is an attractive woman, Daph, and well, I’m me. Pretty sure we liked each other since the beginning and it all became too much to handle today. The next level, I should say.”
“I can see that,” she replied dryly. “So you’re telling me that the three daughters were not enough. You wanted the mother as well.”
Harry raised an eyebrow in amusement as he gazed back at his lovely girlfriend.
“Can you blame me?” He asked with a smirk.
“Harry, please be serious,” Daphne said, exasperated. Behind her, the other two closet deviants merely rolled their eyes with similar grins etched on their faces.
Harry chuckled and stepped forward, closing the distance between him and Daphne. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him.
“Seriously, just look at her. Can you blame me?” He said huskily, and Daphne squirmed under his touch. “She’s your mother in every sense. In a way, she is the perfect specimen for how you’d look when you’re her age.”
“Stop…” Daphne sighed, fisting the front of his shirt.
“You like this too, don’t you?” Harry continued. “The idea of your husband bedding your mother as well. You find it hot, don’t you, my little vixen?”
Daphne leaned her forehead against his chest and breathed deeply as he held her by the ass, caressing softly.
“I knew you were a deviant the moment you proposed me to fuck you in the ass, you know? That was in no way normal,” Harry continued, slowly rubbing circles over her ass cheeks under the short skirt she was wearing. His fingers grazed the outline of her lace knickers as he squeezed gently. Daphne merely breathed in short gasps.
“Still, she’s my mother,” the blonde groaned as Harry reached down and pushed his hand through her knickers, caressing her hot slit now. She was getting wetter!
“Doesn’t that make it even hotter?” Harry whispered hotly in her ear and gently tucked her earlobe between his teeth. “Imagine how good it would feel when I fuck you and her at the same time. Can you imagine it, Daph? I’ll be inside you and where you came from!”
Daphne’s breath hitched at the vision her mind conjured.
“You’re a dirty man,” she whispered as she leaned back and gazed him in the eyes.
“You won’t have me any other way, my love,” he grinned. “And I know you better than most. You do find the idea hot. I’m touching the proof right now.”
Daphne squirmed under his intense gaze as he ran his fingers along her folds. She took a deep breath and glanced over his shoulder where her mother was staring at them with a multitude of emotions dancing in her blue orbs – eyes that were so similar to hers. She looked her over, and she had to admit her mother looked really fit at her age. Try as she might though, she also could not help but compare her to what she expected to look like at that age and the image her mind conjured flattered her a lot.
“But Harry…” she whispered. “She’s never been with someone since Father passed away.”
“I know,” Harry said gently. “Evelyn and I have talked about it quite a bit. You trust me, right?”
There was nothing but pure adoration in her eyes as Daphne nodded.
“More than you believe.”
Harry smiled and cupped her cheek, caressing her soft skin tenderly.
“Then trust me when I say that I’ll take care of her as she deserves,” he replied promisingly. “Life has given her a second chance at happiness. I won’t let it go to waste. I promise.”
Daphne bit her lip and looked down for a few seconds, a hundred thoughts racing through her mind, before she nodded.
“Okay,” she whispered. “I trust you.”
“That’s my girl,” Harry smiled and kissed her softly.
As they pulled away, he glanced back at Evelyn and nodded, earning a relieved smile from the blonde. She walked forward, joining everyone, and Daphne pulled away from Harry to regard her.
“You could’ve told us earlier, you know? We wouldn’t have had to find out this way,” she intoned softly.
Evelyn reached out and took her daughter’s hand, giving it an affectionate squeeze.
“To be honest, dear, I wanted to, but I was not sure if Harry was truly attracted to me or I was simply imagining things. Then it all happened so quickly today,” she smiled.
“Teasing you was fun,” Harry interjected unrepentantly, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. Evelyn merely shook her head in amusement as the others chuckled.
“Now that we’re done here,” Astoria interjected. “Harry, we’d like a little time for something. You mind?”
Eyebrow raised in curiosity, Harry stared at the brunette who simply smiled sweetly.
“We’ll call you back when we’re done, promise.”
Shrugging, Harry nodded.
“Sure,” he replied. “I’ll be up in our room, Daph.”
Daphne nodded with a small smile. All four watched him walk away and they looked at each other.
“What are you three up to now?” Evelyn asked curiously.
“Not just us three now, Mum,” Astoria smirked as she walked over and hugged her mother. “You’re also one of us now, remember?”
Evelyn smiled at her youngest and gently kissed her forehead.
“Mother,” Daphne said softly. “I know how hard things have been for you… and I’m happy you finally found someone, even if it’s Harry.”
Evelyn gave her eldest an affectionate smile and nodded.
“He just has that pull, doesn’t he?”
“That he does,” Tracey replied, smiling. “And he doesn’t shy away from using it to his advantage either.”
“He has to,” Evelyn nodded. “This plan he has… if he wants it to succeed, he has to be like this.”
“He’s already started making inroads, you know?” Daphne said softly. “You know Andromeda Tonks? Her daughter has also joined.”
Evelyn nodded thoughtfully. She had met the young woman and she had to admit she was a very capable fighter. Although she had come off as a bit goody-two-shoes for her liking, she believed what she had gone through would toughen her up significantly.
‘If Harry has already accepted her, then that means her values align with his,’ she thought in quiet contemplation.
“Enough of this chit-chat. I say we get down to it now,” Tracey interjected as she walked over with the bags they had brought with them.
“Again, get down to what?” Evelyn asked as she glanced at the bags. “What did you three buy? Those look like the bags muggles use.”
“A few items that we feel a certain someone would very much like,” Tracey replied with a wide grin.
“Not only him, Trace. We’d love them as well,” Astoria butted in excitedly. “Oh Morgana I’ve always wanted to have more of these.”
Evelyn’s eyes widened as her daughter emptied the contents of her bag on the floor.
“Oh.”
“Oh indeed,” Astoria smirked. “We planned to have a party of four tonight, but a party of five sounds even better. What do you think, Mum?”
Evelyn merely nodded absently, her eyes affixed on the items sprawled on the floor.
“I reckon we’d need to adjust a few of these for you,” Tracey remarked, looking Evelyn up and down. “Merlin Daph, Tori, you’ll truly look like that one day. I’m jealous!”
The three Greengrass women exchanged a look and chuckled.
“Don’t worry, Trace. You won’t be much different either,” Daphne replied as she gently kissed her best friend.
“Let’s get started then, shall we?” Astoria grinned.
XXXXX
It had surprisingly been more than two hours since he had left them, and Harry was lounging in the bed, playing with odd shapes and sizes he conjured and transfigured in front of him.
Time and again, he found his thoughts drifting to Narcissa Malfoy.
She had seemed genuine during the funeral and he believed she could prove to be a nice addition to his group of allies. She was loyal to no one but herself and her son. That much was clear to him. However, with the vow she would be swearing, she would become loyal to him so far as he didn’t make her do something against her wishes.
He recalled the promise he had made. Although he found it distasteful to play babysitter, he would humor the woman. It wasn’t as if little Draco could do anything with the cabinet, and he was not going to let him carry out any other sadistic scheme either.
He knew the woman wanted her son’s safety. If he was being honest, he could keep the ponce safe, but for the life of him, he didn’t want to. Draco Malfoy was a pathetic son of a bastard who had pledged his fealty to Voldemort, just like his bastard father. That made him a dead man walking in his books.
He knew Draco would not be able to refrain from committing an evil act, and that would be his undoing. He had already promised Narcissa that he would do what was necessary should her son force his hand, and he had no intention of reneging on his promise either.
However, he would prefer if something else happened to the ponce. He didn’t think Narcissa would be too receptive of his advances should he be the one to kill her son, and that couldn’t stand.
Narcissa Malfoy, or Black as he hoped she would soon become again, was one hot woman he had set his sights on now, and if there was one thing he didn’t let go, it was something he believed that belonged to him.
Lucius would die. That was already decided. Her marriage would be annulled long before he kicked the bucked though. And Harry wanted to make Narcissa fully his before it happened. There would be nothing more satisfactory than humiliating that asshole before killing him.
Narcissa already found herself with her back pressed firmly against the wall. He knew she had no allies, even though she believed her son was her hope.
Draco was a coward who loved to play the main character, and he knew he considered himself to be Voldemort’s loyal follower. There was no way the bastard would hesitate in getting rid of his own mother should the need arise or Voldemort command him to.
Harry knew all he needed to do was make Narcissa realize how alone she truly was without him. The fact that she had already approached him for help proved that she was under tremendous pressure, and she would have run away a long time ago. Alas, the only thing holding her back was her son.
Harry smirked to himself as he thought about it. He would make sure she realized what a miscalculation it was on her part to stay there only for the sake of her son.
After all, to gain something, one needed to lose, and he wanted to give Narcissa everything she could possibly want. However, for that to happen, she would first need to lose everything.
Sighing, Harry shook his head to clear his thoughts and brought his mind back to the matter at hand. It was getting late, and they had still not called him. He wondered what they were up to.
He had seen the bags the girls had brought back with them but he had no idea what they had bought. The only think he was sure of was that they had ventured into the muggle world.
He assumed they must be discussing the recent developments with Evelyn, and he could understand it. Although Daphne and Astoria were related and were with him, it was a different level altogether with Evelyn now joining them as well. Going by their reactions downstairs, he was confident that Astoria and Tracey found it more than accepting. Outwardly, Daphne seemed a bit reluctant, but Harry knew better.
His lovely Daphne was a vixen in private, and she found the prospect of sharing her man with her mother equally hot. She might not say it aloud, and even though he had felt the proof of her assent, he could’ve told it just by looking at her.
Whatever one said about her, Daphne loved those she held dear to her heart with all she had. She wanted her mother to find happiness, and she would never stand in her way even if the one her mother found herself wanting was him.
His perverted mind could not be stopped either. It had already started giving him ideas regarding how he could ensure all parties enjoyed this new arrangement they found themselves being a part of now. The thought of Daphne, Evelyn, and Astoria together as they pleasured each other before being taken by him sent a thrum of anticipation coursing through him, and Harry caressed his erection over his trousers. He could barely wait!
“Harry! You can come now!” He heard Tracey’s loud voice enhanced by a Sonorous.
“About time now,” he muttered and pushed himself off the bed, taking down all the conjurations. He looked around as he walked down the stairs, frowning when he saw they were not in the main living room.
Assuming they were back over in the private one where he had left them, Harry made his way over.
His steps faltered when he reached his destination, his eyes feasting on the sight they had been offered.
“Err…” he trailed off.
“You’re here! Why don’t you take a seat first?”
Harry could do nothing more than oblige as he stared at the four women who, it seemed, were hellbent on sending all his blood rushing between his legs.
“We only planned to this with us three and you first, but now that Mum’s also involved, it’s only fair we included her as well, don’t you think?” Astoria smiled.
“Planned what, exactly?” Harry could not help but ask in a bid to occupy his mind and distract himself for the literal feast he had been blessed with.
“You can’t tell?” Tracey asked with her head tilted to the side and a teasing smirk dancing on her lips.
“We got a few goods from a certain muggle store we’ve heard about, and we’d love to hear your thoughts about these babies and us,” Daphne took over, smirking.
“In short, it’s a lingerie party,” Astoria grinned, posing provocatively.
“I see,” Harry said, obviously distracted.
“Yeah, so this is a little competition and you are the judge,” she continued without missing a beat.
“I’m the what now?”
“The judge, Harry. Do pay attention,” she mock-chided him. “You have to judge who’s the sexiest among us. Easy, isn’t it?”
Harry let out a disbelieving laugh.
“Easy to say for you. There’s no way I come out the winner here,” Harry replied. “How do you expect me to choose one out of you four?”
“Well,” Daphne intoned, smirking. “Usually, the judge decides. I’m sure you’re smart enough to figure it out, love.”
Harry groaned inaudibly and nodded.
“Yes! Good luck, Harry!” Tracey clapped her hands as she bounced where she stood, deliberately sending her tits jiggling enticingly. Harry’s eyes followed their entire movement. He already had an idea where this night would be going and he was looking forward to how it would all unfold.
‘You better thank me for this entertainment, Maria,’he thought to himself, chuckling when he heard the little giggle in his mind.
“Alright then,” Harry began as he made himself comfortable on the couch, staring at the four beautiful women – a pair of blondes and brunettes each – and giving them a once over. “Let’s start. Why don’t you four come a bit closer and line up so I can take a nice, clear look at you.”
Harry leaned back on the couch and watched as they dutifully lined up, facing him.
‘Fuck! They’re all hot as hell!’ Harry thought, running his eyes unabashedly over their scantily clad bodies.
Astoria was standing to the far left, wearing a blue translucent babydoll that fully covered only her lovely tits and her lower belly, leaving everything bare for him to let his eyes feast on. He could see the hint of her lace knickers as the babydoll hiked up over her lovely arse, teasing and enticing him.
Daphne was to the left of her sister, and she looked the lovely vision she always did. Right now, however, she looked like a succubus straight from the pits of hell in her sheer blood red two-piece lingerie. Her large cleavage was exposed and her tits were pushed together, giving him a tantalizing view. Unlike the other three women, she was wearing a garter belt and black stockings, further accentuating her seductive looks.
His newest conquest was third, and Harry smirked at the sight of her. Clad in a black nightie that was so sheer her entire body was exposed, her alluring bits were hidden only behind her black lace bra and knickers. One strap of her nightie was hanging off her shoulder, teasing him. Harry paid emphasis to the detail and shared a smirk with the woman.
Tracey was to the far right, clad in a purple translucent lingerie garment with a black bow right above where her cleavage started. The garment had delicious black cups, indicating that it was all she had covering her delicious tits. Her black thin knickers were visible through the translucent fabric that flared around her lovely arse, giving her a seductive flair.
“Well,” Harry cleared his throat as he gazed at them. “This is gonna be fucking hard.”
“We can see that,” Tracey called out teasingly, eyeing the obvious tent in his trousers.
“Hush. No distracting or I’ll disqualify you,” Harry rebutted teasingly.
“Yes sir,” Tracey smirked.
“Here’s what I’m gonna do,” Harry continued after giving Tracey another amused glance. “I’ll divide this into multiple categories. Your choice of lingerie, your lovely tits, your arses, your legs… and your pussies.”
Astoria let out a loud gasp at that.
“You dirty man!”
“You got a problem?” Harry raised an eyebrow, smirking as she shook her head grinning. “Good. If there’s a tie, I’ll give a point to each. Any complaints?”
All four women shook their heads in unison, finding as much mirth in this arrangement as he was.
“Alright then,” Harry said as he looked them over once again. “You all look absolutely ravishing in those, and believe me when I say it’s touch and go with all four of you. But Daphne just edges you three out.”
A wide smile blossomed on Daphne’s face as the other three rolled their eyes.
“She just looks straight out of my wet dreams with that succubus look. You all do!” He added hastily. “It’s just… hers are a tiny bit better than you three.”
The women were all gracious and they accepted it without any complaints, even agreeing that Daphne did look the best out of them.
“Now then, we get to the tits,” Harry called out once they were done, and they turned back to him once again. “I hope this goes without saying that this shouldn’t be about size. I’ll be judging it all on an overall basis.”
“Sounds fair,” Evelyn replied, smiling.
“Good. And to judge it fairly, I need to understand things intimately, if you know what I mean,” Harry smirked. “Off with them, if you will.”
“Makes sense too,” Tracey nodded as she grasped the hem of her garment and pulled it off, revealing her naked tits to his gaze. His cock that was already rock-hard in his trousers lurched at the sight of her tits as they jiggled enticingly. Tracey glanced over and with a smirk, she threw the flimsy garment over toward him.
Chuckling, Harry caught it mid-air, feeling the soft fabric in his hand, and placed it beside him.
“Don’t think you’ll get any extra points for that, by the way,” Harry called out in amusement, his eyes eagerly staring at her exposed chest.
Daphne was the next to follow. She reached behind her and unclasped the hooks, pulling her arms out of the straps. One hand kept the cups covering her large, delicious tits as she stared at him with a smirk, teasing him.
“You won’t get any extra points for that either,” Harry called out, his hunger apparent in his gaze.
His cock lurched yet again as the blonde let the bra drop to the floor, and with a perfect kick, the lace fabric found itself at his feet. Reaching down, he gently caressed the cups as he picked it up and placed it beside him.
Astoria followed Tracey’s suit. Unzipping the babydoll in the middle, she parted it wide, exposing her naked torso to his hungry gaze. With a sinful smirk on her utterly kissable lips, the brunette pulled it off her frame and threw it toward him. Harry deposited it beside him as well, giving the final woman an expectant look.
Evelyn stared at him with a smirk.
“Girls,” she began. “Don’t you think it’s unfair for us to be almost naked here in front of this pervert while he sits there fully clothed?”
“You know what, Mum? I do think it’s very unfair,” Astoria nodded emphatically.
Harry shrugged and took off his shirt, revealing his bare torso to their appreciative gazes.
“Good,” Evelyn replied. One strap of her nightie was already hanging off her shoulder, and she took care of the other. Pulling her arms out, she sashayed the flimsy fabric down her voluptuous body, letting it pool at her feet. Her bra followed suit, sending her large, gravity-defying tits bouncing around. Harry stared at those melons as they hung when she lowered herself to pick her lingerie from the floor.
Evelyn smirked as she slowly stood back up and threw both pieces of clothing one by one. Harry placed them beside him once again.
With a small grunt, he pushed himself to his feet. His cock strained against its confines, forming a large tent which did not go unnoticed by the women. Harry made no move to cover or adjust himself as he slowly stalked forward.
“Alright then, let’s get this assessment started, shall we?” he said, starting from the right.
Tracey was the first, and Harry stood in front of her. The lovely young woman stood proudly in front of him and Harry made an elaborate show of inspecting her tits from all angles. The others stared at him as he evaluated her tits, mirth shining in their eyes.
Harry reached up and gently palmed the undersides of her tits, cupping them and hefting them around. Tracey simply sighed in contentment as he touched her.
“Feels really good,” Harry whispered gently as his thumbs brushed across her stiff nipples. “A very good shape and a nice size as well. A guy could play with them all day.”
Tracey moaned softly as he continued to gently flick and brush his thumb across her sensitive nipples. Only a small groan of protest left her lips when he gently lowered her tits and pulled his hands away, moving over to the woman to her right.
“Size won’t count, I’m telling you again,” he said teasingly as he stared at her large, gravity-defying tits that jutted out proudly from her chest.
“We’ll see,” Evelyn replied confidently as she smirked.
Harry shook his head in amusement. He repeated his previous actions, inspecting her massive globes from all angles before he finally hefted them in his palms, weighing those melons.
Like Tracey, Evelyn also could not conceal her moan as he flicked her nipples gently.
“Soft and heavy little things, aren’t they?” He whispered, fondling her caramelly mounds. Evelyn merely nodded as his hands slid around to caress her sides before returning to her sensitive tits. “Makes a guy want to bury his face in these babies and get himself lost in there.”
It was with great reluctance that Harry, once again, lowered her tits and pulled away. Evelyn breathed heavily as he stepped in front of Daphne who smiled at him sultrily.
“And what can I even say about them?” Harry remarked as he lustfully gazed at her tits.
“Come on, I want to hear it,” Daphne breathed.
Harry reached out and gently caressed her tits, brushing his fingers all over them while rubbing her puffy nipples.
“I don’t think there are many who could compare with these,” he whispered, continuing to play with her tits. He circled his thumbs around her nipples, rubbing over the areola, all the while keeping a close eye on her expressions.
Daphne was biting her lower lip in arousal, breathing through her teeth, and it was only when he gently tweaked her nipples that she gasped.
“I’d say I can only imagine how erotic it would feel to have your tits rub against my chest as I play with you, but I’ve already done it, so I do know how erotic it truly feels,” he smirked, caressing her puffy nipples gently after he tweaked them.
“Why don’t you remind yourself how erotic it truly feels?” She whispered as she gently placed her hands on his shoulders, staring at him with lust.
Harry smirked and holding her by the sides, he pulled her close. Those lovely tits pressed up against his chest and they sighed as one as her hard nipples rubbed against him.
“Don’t think this would give any extra points, love,” Harry reminded her, chuckling.
“A girl’s still gotta try,” she whispered, dropping a faint kiss against his neck.
“Alright! Alright! There’s still a lot left. We can get to this part later!”
Harry and Daphne chuckled as they pulled away, and with a final caress, he stepped to her right and in front of the one who had interrupted them.
“And finally, we get to the youngest of the lot,” Harry smirked as he gazed at Astoria who had her chest pushed out, her pointed pink nipples hard as they capped her tits.
Although the smallest in size, Astoria had nothing to be ashamed of. Her areola were a shade darker than the skin that surrounded them and her nipples were easily the hardest out of the four. Harry surveyed them to his heart’s content before he finally reached out. He did not bother with weighing them but instead, he touched her where she seemed the most sensitive.
Astoria could not hold back the moan that escaped her throat as Harry reached out and flicked her nipples. She balled her fists to control her arousal as he began to caress her tits. She knew she was smaller than the other three but she was determined to prove that he could have fun with her as well.
“I love your nipples, Tori,” Harry whispered lovingly. “They’re the most sensitive out of the lot, I can tell. I’d love to get lost playing with them. They look and feel wonderful.”
He gently pressed his thumb against them, eliciting a soft gasp from the brunette who had her eyes closed as she stood there on jittery feet.
“Tell me something, Tori,” he whispered. “Do you feel something in your pussy when I touch your nipples? Oh… you do. You know what I’d love? I’d love to make you climax just by playing with these nipples of yours.”
Astoria’s breathing was labored by the time Harry was done with her, and with a final amused glance, he caressed her tits and pulled away. Stepping to the side, Harry took his place in the middle in front of them and looked them over.
“As I said, size won’t count in this. And after a very exhaustive examination,” he smirked, earning him an eyeroll from all four. “Tori’s the winner of this round.”
Astoria’s eyes widened before she squealed, and before anyone could react, she jumped Harry. Her arms and legs wrapped around his body as she slammed her lips against his.
Harry was taken by surprise for only a moment before he reached down and grabbed her ass. Pulling her firmly against himself, he began to kiss her with equal enthusiasm. Their tongues collided in a heated kiss, dancing about inside his mouth as Astoria seemed to be in an overly excited mood.
Behind her, the other three woman stared in a mix of arousal and happiness as they made out.
Finally, she pulled back and looked at Harry with a bright grin.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” She chanted on repeat, earning a chuckle out of all four of them.
“I meant what I said, by the way,” Harry whispered promisingly, pulling her closer so that her pussy was pressing against his massive hard-on. “I’m gonna make you cum just by playing with those nipples of yours.”
Astoria stared at him with slightly widened eyes for a moment before a sultry grin overtook her features. Rubbing herself excitedly against him, she pecked his lips and jumped off, taking her place back.
“I’ll hold you to that,” she called out, smirking.
Harry smiled before he schooled his features and regarded them.
“Well then, two down, three to go. Before we proceed though, why don’t we take a small breather? I think we all can use one,” he remarked, taking in the obvious wet patch on their knickers. Similarly, the four women did not miss how hard and massive his cock looked as it created a large tent in his trousers.
“I think that’s a good idea,” Evelyn replied with a nod.
“You have some drinks, Eve?” Harry asked, and the woman smiled at the term of endearment.
“In the kitchen. Come, I’ll set you up right away,” she smiled.
Harry nodded.
“You three coming?”
“I’ll have some!” Astoria chimed in brightly. Daphne and Tracey nodded and made to walk over to the couch.
“Leave those,” Harry stopped them. As the four women looked at him, he smirked, “I like the view as it is.”
All it did was earn him another eyeroll.
To be continued…
