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Fulfilling Harry’s Needs Ch.22 (Harry Potter)
🕑 Added 2023-04-12 23:03:25 +0000 UTCA/N: My god, this took an unreasonably long time to write. But this broke whatever smut barrier I had, and I'm pretty much finished with three more chapters (Different fics). The plan is to post them between updates to the Secret Society.
“I believe she did, Harry.”
Astoria watched with wide eyes as the always put-together Hermione Granger rose from under the desk. If there was a picture to describe a scarlet woman, Astoria thought that Hermione Granger’s current state would fit it perfectly.
The brunette’s shirt was splattered with a mess of spit that had been undoubtedly dug out of her throat by Harry’s cock, leaving it almost transparent. The dark blue bra underneath did nothing to hide her hardened nipples that begged for attention.
While Hermione’s skirt wasn’t as bad, it was wrinkled from being on her knees to suck Harry off. Astoria looked away from the ruined outfit to stare at the brunette’s smirking, swollen lips.
“I like it when people show initiative, Astoria,” Hermione rasped before wincing and clearing her throat. It was still clogged with some of Harry’s cum.
“You… What’s the deal between the two of you?” Astoria asked with confusion.
“She’s my best friend.”
“He’s my best friend.”
Harry and Hermione looked at each other before shrugging in unison. They were happy that they were on the same page.
“… A best friend lets the other use their mouth?”
“Well, I wouldn’t say that,” Hermione frowned at Astoria’s wording, “What Harry did right now was use my throat as his personal cocksleeve and sheath his entire shaft past my lips before giving my stomach a nice load of cum.”
Astoria’s lips parted in surprise as a blush traveled to her exposed cleavage. She never knew anyone could be so crass. It looked like Harry was just as surprised even though he was the man that was using Hermione’s throat as a cocksleeve. Though, unlike Astoria, his reaction was for his cock to get rock hard, making it peek over the desk.
Hermione noticed Astoria looking intently at it and smirked. She casually grabbed the cockhead and ran her thumb over the opening, making Harry flinch in the chair with it still sensitive.
“Impressive, isn’t it? I thought Harry would break me the first time we had sex. Looking at you, I think you might feel the same.”
Harry was more than happy to be used as a prop as he stared at Astoria getting increasingly red.
“You seem to need more time to decide,” Hermione frowned when Astoria didn’t budge from her spot, “Well, I did promise Harry that I’d fuck him on the chair if he took the deal seriously. If you want to join, tell us.”
Harry saw Astoria gasp before Hermione blocked his vision by straddling his legs and sitting on his lap. She didn’t bother removing her clothes and pulled up her skirt to reveal her soaked knickers. It honestly turned Harry on more than he thought it would if she had stripped, which confused him. Seeing Hermione naked was always a treat to him, so wanting to see her with clothes on was odd.
Hermione reached between their bodies, gently cupped Harry’s balls, and used her other hand to press his stiff cock into her bunched-up skirt. He shifted to push himself into her while cupping her tight cheeks in his palms to bring her closer.
“I’m going to take the lead, Harry,” Hermione whispered as she slowly rocked against him, “I remembered what she said about me in school. I want some payback.”
Harry frowned at the idea of using sex that way, and as if Hermione knew his thoughts, she rose slightly and pulled his face into her tits before moving her knickers to the side. “I’m not going to hurt her, Harry. I just want her to kiss my arse.”
Harry’s chuckle was muffled by Hermione’s shirt, something he wished was on the floor at the moment.
“Harry!” Hermione gasped when her shirt vanished from her body and appeared on the floor.
Harry pulled back a little in surprise before grinning. “Sorry, love. I guess I wanted it badly enough for my magic to listen.”
“You never let me have my way, Harry,” Hermione whined, or tried to until Harry squeezed her round arse. After letting out a yelp, her jaw dropped when he pulled her down his fat cock until his balls rested against her cheeks.
“If I let you have your way, you’ll overdo everything until we’re at this point anyway. So we might as well skip all that, shouldn’t we?”
Hermione couldn’t give a damn what Harry was harping about when he shoved his cock into her so quickly. He was lucky that she was practically dripping for this moment.
“Still can’t believe you still need time to adjust. How many times have we fucked?” Harry chuckled as he gave Hermione parted lips a kiss before flexing his hips into her to try and get his cock to reach deeper.
“Harry!” Hermione squealed as she shuddered on his lap and dropped her head onto his shoulder, letting him have an unrestricted view of Astoria. The blonde witch was sexily biting her plump bottom lip and tweaking her bare, pink nipple as she stared at where he and Hermione were connected.
Harry still couldn’t believe that his first real threesome might be with Hermione and a woman that wasn’t Ginny or Molly. Of course, that thought made the possibility of fucking his firecracker of a fiancee and her whore of a mother appear in his mind.
“Fucking hell,” Harry grunted as his cock twitched in Hermione’s tight pussy. He had a new goal to aspire to, but he had a feeling that this might be the thing that would make Ginny try to murder him… or eagerly make that fantasy come true. He had no idea what was going on in her pretty head anymore.
“What are you thinking about?” Hermione raised herself off Harry’s cock before slowly sliding back down, trying to get his attention back on her. It wasn’t often that Harry was distracted when his cock was inside her… in fact, it was never as far as Hermione knew.
She looked over her shoulder to see if Astoria was the reason, and while seeing the blonde pinch her perfectly suckable nipple made her pussy clench around Harry, that was no way near enough to make Harry so absentminded. Not with her surrounding him.
Hermione frowned at how Harry almost drooled at what he was thinking about and lifted herself again before slamming down, burying his cock as deep as it could go in this position, just like he liked it.
However, in her haste to get Harry’s attention back on her, she had ignored that’s how she liked it too.
“HARRYY!” Hermione screamed as she ruined the chair by spraying her orgasm all over Harry’s lap. His cock hit all the right spots inside her that drove her wild.
“Hermione!” Harry gasped when it felt like her tight pussy was trying to milk his cock to draw all the cum stored in his balls. He could will himself to hold back his orgasm, but who was he trying to impress? Hermione could now be considered an old lover that knew what he was capable of, and while Astoria was there, Harry didn’t particularly care much about what she thought about him.
“Take my cum, love,” Harry hissed into Hermione’s face and sank his fingers into her tight arse before trying to drag her down his shaft, burying every millimeter into her greedy cunt. He felt his balls unload into her pussy and moved one hand from her arse to bunch up her hair in his fist before plunging his tongue past her open lips.
Hermione shuddered and fought against Harry’s tongue as she accepted all the seed he had for her. His promise was always at the forefront of her mind. Of how he would break her contraceptive charm and fuck a baby into her. It made the act of letting him cum inside her even more exciting for Hermione.
She moaned when she felt the blasts of cum tapering off until it was down to a dribble. Hermione wondered how she was even aware of something that was supposed to be unnoticeable. If she had to guess, it should be similar to how Harry’s magic took her shirt off, except her magic was perverted enough to let her know how much, or how little, cum her lover was depositing into her pussy.
That brought her to a thought of if it would let her know when Harry was successful in his promise of getting her with his child.
“Oh, Merlin,” Hermione whimpered as she started to ride Harry’s cock again. She shouldn’t be thinking like that, especially since she and Ron agreed it would just be wordplay, but she knew her Ron would love to have it come to be true. Especially when Hermione did her duty to cast the contraceptive charm, and it only failed due to Harry’s magic overpowering it.
That was the excuse she was using. It definitely wasn’t because she loved the idea of bringing a green-eyed baby into the world while Ron watched on proudly.
“Again, Harry,” Hermione’s arse crashed into Harry’s thighs, “Cum inside me again and remember your promise.”
Astoria never knew sex could be so depraved, and she never thought she could get so wet at seeing that depravity. When Astoria said she wanted to be Harry Potter’s lover, she never considered what it might entail. Sure, she knew sex would be involved, but she imagined it mostly involving a bed. Astoria should have known better when the man was getting his cock sucked while talking business.
“YES, HARRY!” Hermione squealed, “Do it! Break the charm and get me pregnant!”
Astoria’s jaw dropped, not for the first time, as she stared at Hermione Granger’s round arse rippling as it bounced on Harry’s cock. She knew that Ron Weasley was still dating the muggleborn and wondered how he would feel if he knew what his girlfriend was doing. In the end, it wasn’t her concern. Harry Potter was the one that would be saving her quality of life, not the poor redhead.
“Let’s give it another try, Hermione,” Harry grunted before bringing an open palm down on her tight arse.
*SMACK*
Hermione mewled softly as Harry sheathed his cock back into the depths of her pussy where it tried to inject his baby batter right into her womb. She could feel the excess cum sloshing around in her pussy seep out of her to make room for the newer deposit Harry’s balls were emptying into her.
She giggled tiredly as she lay her head on Harry’s shoulder. “It still didn’t work, Harry. Looks like it might not be possible.”
Harry ran his hands from Hermione’s bare arse, over her bunched-up skirt, and up her naked back before resting it at the nape of her neck, playing with the hair he had grown to love holding while fucking her. “A bit early to declare that, isn’t it? I imagine I will have plenty of tries in the future. Hundreds, even. It only needs to happen once.”
“You know just what to say to a girl,” Hermione giggled as she started to rock her hips again, wanting to let Harry have another try immediately.
Harry was ready to do so until Astoria cleared her throat loudly. He looked over Hermione’s shoulder and saw that the blonde witch had pretty much shed her dress and showed that she came prepared to put out for Harry. She was completely naked under the tight dress she wore to the meeting, and she didn’t try to hide from Harry’s wandering eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Hermione pulled away when Harry paused and saw him looking behind her. She had entirely forgotten that Astoria was here. She smirked when she turned to see a naked blonde who looked ready to join in.
“Are you ready, Astoria?”
Astoria looked away from Harry’s brilliantly green eyes to see Hermione looking at her with ill intent. She frowned, but with her new business partner currently inside Hermione, she knew she had to play along.
“I am,” Astoria nodded as she sashayed to the joined ‘best friends,’ “That is if Harry still has enough left in him to satisfy me?”
“Oh, there’s no problem with that,” Hermione answered for him, “But before going that far, there’s something I want you to do for me.”
“And what would that be?” Astoria crossed her arms under her chest, smirking when Harry’s eyes predictably fell on them.
“I remember you told me in Hogwarts that the only way I could get a decent job is to kiss the arse of purebloods like you.”
“Ah… that,” Astoria winced at her antics in school coming back to bite her again, “You can’t blame me for something I did that long ago.”
“I won’t,” Hermione paused before adding, “If you kiss my arse and apologize.”
Astoria stared at her in surprise until she looked at Harry’s indifferent expression. He seemed to not care, so she knew it would have to be done if Hermione was serious. Of course, if she was made to do this, she would try her best to use Harry’s apparent love for sex to draw him to her side and pay Hermione back for this humiliation.
“Do you really want me to kiss your…” Astoria trailed off, unable to say something so degrading.
“Deadly serious,” Hermione said with a smile, making Harry look slightly surprised that she could be so vindictive for something minor.
“… Fine.”
Harry could feel Hermione pussy dripping its juices down his shaft and over his balls as Astoria knelt behind her. Honestly, he didn’t think it was such a big deal. In fact, he would gladly kiss Hermione’s tight arsecheeks whenever she wished. Still, he also understood that he had a special affection for that arse, and Astoria certainly didn’t.
“Oh!” Hermione giggled when she felt Astoria’s lips on her right cheek. She started to ride Harry’s cock and said, “Keep it up, Astoria!”
Harry reluctantly moved his hand from Hermione’s arse and gripped her hips, helping her bounce on his cock as he looked forward to dumping his third load of cum into Hermione’s womb.
Astoria had a close-up view of the cum-filled pussy trying to wring out more baby batter from Harry’s large balls. She could hear the sound of his cock pushing out the cum shot into Hermione every time he made a thrust into her depths. And to Astoria’s surprise, she couldn’t help but wonder how she would feel in Hermione’s position.
It didn’t take long before Harry grunted as Hermione wrung another load from his balls, and this time he could feel it escaping her tight pussy much quicker than in the previous times. He twitched when he felt a small tongue lap at his balls to lick up the cum that had dribbled from Hermione’s cunt before sitting back to relax.
With Hermione looking in no rush to stop her attempts of completely draining his balls and Astoria taking the initiative to suck on said balls, Harry was content to relax in the chair and enjoy their ministrations.
He was almost certain this was what being a king felt like.
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Markus Ellis
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Woolleymammoth
Just an fyi, you marked this with Harry/daphne when it was actually Harry/Hermione
