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Harry's Birthday Gift CH.1
🕑 Added 2024-01-19 10:42:41 +0000 UTCSummary - On Harry's seventeenth birthday, his godfather Sirius Black surprises him by taking him to a high-class brothel in Knockturn Alley. There, Harry meets a sexy witch named Fleur Delacour who gives him the most wonderful birthday gift of his life.
Harry James Potter couldn't help but groan loudly as his morning alarm suddenly started ringing, waking him from a wonderful dream. However, his sense of disappointment didn't last long as he remembered it was his seventeenth birthday today. Excited, Harry tossed the covers off his body and jumped out of bed. He quickly took a hot shower in the bathroom and rushed downstairs to the kitchen.
As Harry entered the kitchen, his godfather, Sirius Black, looked up from the newspaper and flashed him a beaming smile.
"Pup! Happy birthday!" Sirius cried out as he rose from his seat and enveloped his godson in a tight hug causing him to wheeze in surprise.
"Sirius, let me go, you idiot. You're going to break my ribs," Harry said, laughing as he attempted to free himself from the older man's grasp.
Sirius, however, only chuckled in response, continuing to squeeze him tightly. He released Harry from the hug after a few moments. As Harry tried to catch his breath, the older man gestured to the table where a hearty breakfast awaited him. "I made your favourite – pancakes with maple syrup and bacon. A feast fit for the birthday boy!"
Harry grinned, feeling a warmth spread through him at his godfather's thoughtful actions. "Thanks, Sirius! This is wonderful."
Sirius rubbed the back of his head, feeling a bit bashful in response to the praise from his godson. "Well, it's not every day you turn seventeen, kid. Today is a day for celebration!" He then gestured towards the food once more. Harry didn't need any more invitation from his godfather. He quickly slid into his seat and started enjoying the scrumptious meal.
As he started devouring the delicious pancakes and bacon, Harry couldn't help but reflect on how wonderful his life had turned out with Sirius. Fourteen years ago, after his father's tragic death in a broom accident, Harry's godfather, along with his partner Remus, adopted him. The two men ensured that Harry grew up with love and care in their home, raising him almost as if he were their own child. Under their guardianship, Harry thrived and graduated from Hogwarts at the top of his class. Now, as an adult with a job awaiting him in the Ministry, Harry couldn't be more grateful for the positive turn his life had taken. Sure, Harry missed his father at times, but he didn't have too many memories of the man. Sirius and Remus became not only his parental figures but also best friends and mentors, guiding him through life's several challenges.
Harry shook his head, feeling overwhelmed by the rush of emotions brought on by the memories flooding back. Fortunately, Sirius came to his rescue, diverting his attention with a question, "So, are you ready for your birthday gift, Harry?" the older man asked, a mischievous tone in his voice.
Harry's eyes widened with excitement at his godfather's words. He swiftly finished the remainder of his breakfast and turned to Sirius eagerly, exclaiming, "Oh my God! What is it, Sirius? What did you get me?"
"It's not here with me, Harry," Sirius replied, shaking his head with amusement. "It's a very special gift. We need to go out to get it. So, are you finished?" he asked, gesturing towards his plate.
In response, Harry quickly rose from his chair. "Yeah, I'm done; let's go," he replied eagerly. Sirius couldn't help but chuckle at his godson's enthusiasm. Waving his wand through the air, he summoned his coat from his bedroom and promptly put it on. "Alright, meet me outside the Magical Menagerie in Diagon Alley," Sirius instructed Harry before vanishing with a loud crack.
Harry rolled his eyes at his godfather's antics; the man still couldn't help but tease other people at this age. He spun on his feet and apparated to the premier shopping district in the wizarding world. Harry landed inside the Apparition area near the rear exit of Leaky Cauldron. Quickly making his way through the morning crowd, Harry arrived at the Magical Menagerie, where he found Sirius waiting outside for him.
"So, are you buying me another pet, Sirius?" Harry couldn't quite keep the disappointment out of his voice as he addressed his godfather.
In response, Sirius let out a hearty laugh, clapping Harry on the shoulder. "Do you really think I'm that predictable, pup? No, your birthday present is not an animal. Besides, I know you already have Hedwig." He then placed his arm around Harry's shoulder, saying, "Come on, your real present awaits somewhere else."
Harry's levels of excitement increased again as Sirius led him away from the animal shop, past the white-marbled Gringotts building, and down the cobbled street towards Knockturn Alley. The two of them entered the dark, shadowy alley without any fear. Sirius' position as a Hit wizard in the ministry made certain that none of the unsavoury characters in the vicinity dared to approach them. Instead, all the criminals vanished back into their hidey-hole at the first sight of the famous Black heir, unwilling to be caught engaging in criminal activity in his presence and risk being thrown into Azkaban as a consequence.
To Harry's surprise, Sirius led them deep into the heart of Knockturn Alley. On the way to their destination, the young wizard found his gaze drawn to several intriguing magical shops as well as a number of dark creatures. Unlike Diagon Alley, where only witches and wizards were seen in daylight, Knockturn Alley catered to all sorts of magical beings. Harry managed to catch glimpses of an ugly-looking hag, a group of pale beings who were undoubtedly vampires, and even a fearsome centaur.
Finally, Sirius stopped when they arrived at their destination. Harry's mouth dropped open in astonishment as he realized where they were. They stood outside a large, rectangular building illuminated by pink fluorescent lights. At the doorstep, scantily dressed women were leaning against the entrance chatting and giggling with each other as they called out to people passing by, inviting them to partake in pleasurable activities. Harry blushed when one of them, a big-breasted blonde with an hourglass figure, noticed him and Sirius. Her lips curled up into a devious smirk, and she began to strut toward them, swinging her hips back and forth.
"Hello boys, would you like to come in?" the young witch asked them with a sexy smile.
In response, Sirius chuckled, looking down at his godson, "Well, it's up to this guy, my dear. It's his birthday, you know," he replied to the beautiful woman before continuing, "What do you think, Harry? Would you like to go in?"
Harry, meanwhile, found himself completely tongue-tied as he tried not to ogle the gorgeous blonde in front of him. Unfortunately, he couldn't keep his eyes from drifting down to her large cleavage. Her low-cut, green blouse barely contained her gigantic bosom. It was a job it simply wasn't designed to do, causing her tits to almost spill out all over the place, much to the boy's secret delight. In the end, Sirius had to bump his shoulder against Harry to snap him out of his daze and catch his attention.
"Huh? What did you say, Sirius?" Harry asked, blinking in surprise.
Sirius rolled his eyes at his godson's antics, the boy was acting like a typical horny teenager. "I asked, would you like to go in?" he inquired of Harry, pointing towards the classy brothel.
Harry's eyes widened in excitement at the older man's words. "Sirius, tell me you're not joking right now?" he asked his godfather with complete seriousness.
In response, Sirius shoved him from behind towards the blonde. "Take him and show him a good time," he instructed the woman, tossing her a bag of coins before turning around to leave. Harry blushed as he found himself face-to-face with the gorgeous woman. "Hi, how are you? I'm Harry," he said, introducing himself.
"Hello, Harry. It's nice to meet you. I'm Appoline. So, today's your birthday, huh?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.
Harry nodded in response, trying his best to maintain eye contact with her. "Yeah. I just turned seventeen today," he replied, blushing slightly at her sharp gaze.
Fleur clapped her hands together in excitement, her tits bouncing wonderfully at the movement. "Well, congratulations, Harry! That means you're a proper man now. Now, how about we go inside and celebrate then?" she suggested, before grabbing his hand and leading him towards the brothel. Harry followed after the blonde without complaint, his eyes glued to her sexy derriere. As they approached the entrance, the ambient noise from the lively establishment grew louder. Fleur guided Harry through the doorway, and once inside, the atmosphere changed drastically. The dimly lit hall they entered was filled with men of various ages sitting on comfortable red couches as beautiful, scantily dressed women danced in front of them to slow music.
To Harry's surprise, Fleur led him away from the main area to a more secluded corner of the room. She seated him down in a plush, blue armchair before conjuring a thick curtain to block them from view. Turning around to face him, she sexily walked towards him before dropping down in front of him on her knees.
Harry's heart started beating faster inside his chest as Fleur crawled in between his legs. She threw him a seductive look with her soft blue eyes before placing her hand on his chest over his shirt. She gently caressed her hand over his front before slowly moving it down to his stomach and then his belly button. Harry's breath hitched in his throat as her small, delicate hand reached his pelvis, stopping dangerously close to his crotch. Already, his cock was swelling in excitement inside his jeans causing a large tent to pitch up.
Fleur, meanwhile, giggled happily noticing the reaction she was having on Harry, her eyes focused on the large tent his cock was creating. "Oh, you poor baby. Look how hard you are. Let me help you, sweetheart," she cooed to Harry before unbuttoning his trousers. As she grabbed his waistband, Harry lifted his hips up allowing her to remove both his jeans and underwear in one go, pulling them halfway down his thighs.
Fleur gasped when suddenly a ten-inch monster cock sprang out and nearly slapped her in the face. "Merde! What is this thing?!" she exclaimed in surprise, her native French accent coming to the fore for a second due to her shock. Luckily, it didn't take her long to recover. Her eyes lit up with glee as she reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock. "Ooh, this is very nice," she groaned, marvelling on the inside as her fingers failed to wrap around his sizable girth.
Harry shuddered in pleasure as Fleur gently squeezed his cock with her soft hand. A part of him couldn't believe that this was really happening. Sirius had really gotten him an amazing birthday gift. Fleur was such a beautiful woman, almost like a goddess in the flesh as she kneeled in front of him. Leaning back in his chair, Harry smiled happily as the blonde witch stroked his cock a couple of times before bringing her hand to his tip. She flicked her thumb over his opening, causing him to hiss in surprise from the strange yet pleasurable sensation.
Fleur smiled in satisfaction as she heard the sound of pleasure come from Harry's lips. It made her feel so happy and excited whenever she could get her clients to make such dirty noises. After all, it proved that she was a good little whore worth every single penny they'd paid to her. So, smiling happily with his reaction, Fleur spat some saliva onto her hand, before beginning to rub that all over Harry's domed head and his shaft until his entire cock was nice and wet, and ready for her. She then gripped his cock around the base and began to jerk him off. Harry's back arched and he moaned as her hand moved up in a leisurely manner before suddenly speeding up until it was almost a blur. Her actions caused Harry to close his eyes as she pumped his shaft furiously, twisting her wrist at the right moments.
Harry's breathing started to become heavier and stifled moans were coming out of his mouth as Fleur mercilessly stroked his cock. Her fist moved up and down on his shaft in a wonderful manner as she held him in a tight, secure grip. Suddenly, Harry's hips bucked upwards as Fleur enveloped his purple tip with her warm mouth, surprising him completely.
"Oh, my fucking God!" swore Harry loudly, barely managing not to shoot his load down the blonde-haired woman's throat as she began bobbing her head on his cock. Luckily for Harry, he somehow managed to control himself. He placed a hand over his mouth to stop any more embarrassing noises from slipping past his lips as Fleur began to fuck him with her heavenly throat. She immediately sucked him down to the base, showing off her brilliant talent for deepthroating. Harry tensed in pleasure as she flicked her tongue around the underside of his shaft, and made wet slurping noises while sucking his dick. Unable to help himself, he placed his hand on the top of her head and held her in place for a few seconds before releasing her.
Fleur continued to suck Harry's cock for a few more seconds before finally releasing him from her mouth. She looked up at him with a thrilling look in her eyes as she gripped his cock in her hand and licked it all over with her tongue. Giving one last, lingering kiss to his tip, she stood up to her feet.
Harry watched transfixed as Fleur began to unzip her short, black skirt, before sliding it down past her hips. She then removed her green blouse over her head, standing before him completely naked. The birthday boy found himself becoming even more aroused, his cock getting even more hard as he got his first look at Fleur's smooth, hairless pussy. It was so beautiful! Her pink petals were slightly wet from her arousal and looked so damn inviting. For a moment, Harry found himself wanting to taste her. However, before he could make such a request, Fleur sat down on his lap. She then reached down between their bodies and grabbed Harry's cock in her hand, lining him up against her pussy.
Harry shuddered as he felt his sensitive tip brush against Fleur's wet, pussy lips. The heat coming from her moist centre was almost making him lose his damn mind. Already, Harry could feel himself about to cum, so he had no idea how he was going to be able to control himself when his cock would finally enter Fleur's pussy.
