Harry raised a brow, "Oh? And what exactly is Professor Black saying about her favorite student?"
Apolline softly giggled, "Anything she told me is in pure confidence. And you don't need to worry about 'er gossiping about you... We are very close friends and I 'ave a way of worming secrets out of my friends..."
"When Narcissa invited me over to 'er new manor, talking about 'er divorce with a silly little grin on 'er face and skin glowing like I 'ad never seen... Well, I know ze look of a well-fucked Lady when I see one... and it certainly was not Lucius zat put ze smile on 'er face. Ugh." She rolled her eyes in distaste.
"That bastard didn't know what he was missing. Narcissa is so much more than he ever deserved. She's brilliant, clever, and the most elegant woman I've ever met. Not to mention..." His words trailed off.
"A great fuck..?" Apolline smiled slightly, "Do not forget who you are talking to, dear. You seem to be a man who knows what we witches are truly like... and apparently, you are very familiar with Veela as well. There's no need to mince words around us."
"What?" Gabrielle finally spoke, glancing up at her mother, "Maman, what do you mean..? 'as Fleur already..?" Her voice cracked slightly, and Harry could detect a little anxious jealousy seeping into her tone.
"Non, ma cherie." Apolline said with a little laugh, "Not Fleur. Apparently, 'arry 'as already encountered our kind... and ze encounter was not unlike your dirty little storybook..."
Gabrielle's eyes grew big, "Y-you mean... zat one was true..?!" She whipped her head around to meet Harry's gaze, staring at him in awe and arousal. Her eyes traveled down to his trousers, staring at the blatant outline of his hardened cock lustfully.
Apolline chuckled and kissed her daughter's forehead, "In a way, I suppose... but 'arry will have to tell you the details later. But for now, let us get to ze matter at hand..."
"Mister Potter..." Her voice dipped into a low, sensual purr that made his blood boil. He looked up to meet Apolline's salacious eyes, "You seem to be a man unlike any other... You have captured ze attention of my youngest without even trying... but my eldest, Fleur has a complete fixation with you... and I can see why." She said, her eyes trailing lower.
"But..! As their mother, I'm not prepared to 'and my daughters out to just any wizard... I know ze suffering an unsuitable partner can bring, and I will not be letting my daughters experience 'zat. So..."
Harry felt a sudden shift in the room. Something that made his cock twitch almost painfully in his pants. Suddenly, his eyes were drawn hungrily to Apolline, whose eyes were sensual and teasing. It was as if this older, experienced Veela had 'let her hair down', now that business and pleasantries were taken care of.
Gabrielle felt it too. She softly moaned, cheeks flushing red, "M-Maman..."
"Ssshhh, ma cherie... Let Mama do 'zhe talking..." Her voice purred sensually, silencing her daughter with a gentle finger placed on Gabrielle's lips. The young woman went quiet, ducking her eyes down to her lap.
Apolline pulled away, and gently pushed off the edge of the desk. Harry swallowed thickly, eyes drawn to the humungous BREASTS nearly spilling out of Apolline's top. She stepped away from the desk, strutting across the room with sinfully swaying hips until she was right in front of him. He had to let out a deep breath, push out the burning desire to grab those heavenly TITTIES with both his hands and take this sexy Veela MILF right here in front of her own daughter.
His mind was foggy with pure lust and desire for this woman. Her Allure hung around him like a haze, filling his mind with filthy ideas. He was still in control of himself, her Allure did not make him submit to her. Instead, it was like a potent aphrodisiac, driving his sex drive through the roof, and screaming at him to push down this sexy, fertile bombshell and fuck her like a beast.
Apolline leaned in close, placing a gentle hand on his chest. Her face lowered to his chest, and she took in a long, deep inhale, "Mmm~!" Her voice purred seductively, and when she pulled back to look up at him, he saw a deep, sexual look of desire on her face. One that nearly made him snap on the spot.
"My instincts are singing to me, 'arry Potter..." She whispered lowly. Her delicate fingers slowly pressed into his chest, feeling the firm lines of muscle beneath his shirt, "'zhey are telling me things that simply cannot be true..."
Her vibrant blue eyes looked up at him with unspeakable sensuality, "I must see 'zis for myself."
Harry lowly groaned as he felt her hand slide down his chest, across his firm abs, lower and lower until, "Hngh..!" She suddenly grabbed at the massive, throbbing bulge in his trousers.
With Apolline's Allure at full blast, her daughter had lost control as well, huffing and panting on the desk as she watched. These two together had a dangerous effect on him. Apolline's Allure seemed even more intense than Natalia's, the Veela Cheer Captain.
If not for the wonders of magic, his cock would've probably ripped his trousers apart with how HARD he was. Especially with her now groping and squeezing it, like she was trying to measure its exceptional length and girth through his pants.
"Mmmm..." She purred, looking at him with the most erotic, smokey eyes he'd ever seen. She softly bit her ruby red lips seductively. Her nose twitched as she sucked in another deep breath, seemingly getting drunk on his scent. Then she smiled at him.
Harry groaned as she suddenly started lowering herself down. Apolline sank to her knees with the elegance of a Lady, tucking her dress beneath her knees. She held a surreal grace about her posture, even as she started deftly unbuckling his trousers, fishing his massive trunk of cock out of his pants.
Soon, she finally got her fingers around the thick root, "Hah!"
Harry grew a devilish grin, knowing he might be the only man left in the world to make such a BUSTY Veela MILF gasp in surprise like that when she got her hands on his dick. His pride flared massively, and already he was imagining shoving that thick monster into her luscious red lips and forcing it down into her throat.
Apolline seemed too good. She was too beautiful, too perfect, too graceful to just force his cock down her throat, making her choke and slobber on his length until she was ruined... but the temptation was growing strong.
Then she jerked his trousers down, and his incredible prick came springing out in all of its glory.
"Oh... c'est magnifique💕~!" Apolline exclaimed as the throbbing pillar of meat towered above her eyes.
Harry's cock throbbed dangerously above her face, growing harder as he watched the look of wonder, awe, and pure sensual desire on her face.
Apolline grew a face of pure marvel, licking her salacious red lips as she gently brought her slender fingers to his cock. She touched him gently, simply feeling the fat girth and pulsing veins as it weighed heavily in her palm. She lifted it up gently, inspecting every inch of his exceptional length.
"Mmngh💞! Haah..! Haah..! Haah..!" The soft, quickened breaths of a young woman weren't enough to tear his attention away from the MILF between his legs... but a familiar, thick scent did. It was a strong smell that Harry knew very well, and his enhanced senses picked up on quickly.
Looking up for just a second, his cock lurched in Apolline's gentle grasp. He saw Gabrielle there, still sitting so obediently on the desk. Her slender legs were spread wide, giving Harry an open view of her now DRENCHED blue panties... and her slender fingers buried within them.
"Haah..! Haah..! Haah..! Mngh 💓~!" Her face was flushed red with need, as her blue eyes were locked on his cock and her mother kneeling beneath it. He could hear her slender fingers at work, shlick, shlick, shlick, as her panting grew frenzied with desire.
She didn't even know he was watching her, she was too busy drooling over his cock and fingering her needy little cunt single-mindedly. Her slender little legs were quivering on the desk. Her gushing pussy started making a small pool of juices on the desk between them.
"'Zis is... so much more 'zan I was expecting..!" Apolline murmured huskily, bringing his attention back down to her.
"Impressed?" He said smugly, trying to keep the shaking, burning desire out of his voice. His heart was beating like a drum in his chest, as he felt a feeling similar to adrenaline running through his body, barely resisting the urge to pounce on these two.
"Oh yes..." She looked up at him with sinful eyes, "Such a magnificent cock..! Like it was blessed by ancient Morgana 'erself..! 'Zhe length and size iz like from a Veela's dream... But..."
Harry watched as she closed her smokey dark eyes, and then brought her face in close. She didn't touch his cock with her lips or face... but suddenly took in a long, deep inhale, breathing in the thick scent of his manhood.
"'Zhe musk💞~!" Her voice broke into a hot, horny sounding gasp. Her cheeks flushed red, her eyes glassy with pure desire.
Harry let out a hard breath. Up until this point she was sensual and teasing, but this was the first glimpse of the horny, slutty side he knew every witch had buried within. To see Apolline Delacour make such a face made him nearly snap.
She lowered her face to his heavy hanging balls, huffing as she sucked in another horny breath, "It smells so... rich... and potent..!" Her eyes focused on those heavy cum-tanks, and she reached out with her other hand, gently cupping one massive, fist-sized testicle into her palm, "'zhey are so heavy... and full..! Zis is impossible... how are you so... virile? Potent..? Fertile..? With this smell... I am sure even a Veela would be knocked up in just one load..."
She finally looked up at him with those sinful, horny eyes. But there was still a sense of control and curiosity within them, "Tell me, 'arry..! Who are you..? How is 'zis possible..?"
He'd been keeping his hands gripped white-knuckled behind his back, 'lest he give into his desires and grab her... but with the look Apolline was giving him, he reached out. He gently brushed her long, wavy silver hair out of her face, and hooked a finger under her chin.
She softly gasped, and he watched as she instinctively leaned closer, seemingly preening under such a gentle caress.
She had such an intense effect on him... but it was obvious HE had an intense effect on HER. He resisted the urge to grab her beautiful cheeks, slap that fat cock down on her face and force it into her lips. He resisted the urge to grab her perfect silver hair in a cruel fist and choke her on his cock.
He bit the inside of his lip until it bled, and took a few calming breaths. Then he looked down at her, "I'm just Harry... Harry Potter... But my godfather is Sirius Black..."
Her eyes went wide. It seemed Narcissa hadn't quite spilled all the beans, just yet. He saw her brow furrowed, and she lost a bit of that horny, hazy look on her face as she started connecting the dots.
"He's also a distant cousin of mine. Second or third, I think... but I guess that's close enough to pass along the Headship of the Family... and all the Inheritance Rituals that come along with it..."
Apolline's beautiful crystalline eyes stared up at him with a quiet gasp, "I see... 'zhe rest of 'zhe world may have forgotten... but the name of ze Blacks is very well known in Veela circles... It is obvious as to why..." She said, stealing another glance at the fat, throbbing cock and heavy testicle in her palms.
"'zhey are one of the only practitioners 'zat have the ability for... such a potent kind of magic..."
"Sex magic." Harry nodded, as crass as it sounded, "I've learned what the Black Library had to teach me... and underwent a few very special rituals that... awakened the Black Blood inside of me and ramped up my sex drive and fertility unbelievably."
"..." Apolline was shocked silent, still marveling at the incredible cock in her hands. Slowly, it seemed like something settled on her face. Her furrowed brow relaxed, her pouty lips slowly curled into the softest of smiles. She looked up at him, "I see..."
Harry chuckled, "As a result... I might be the only man in the world who's hornier than Witches."
"Mmm..." Apolline said, taking in another deep breath. Then she let it out all at once, it a long, gentle sigh, "What a problem 'zis is..."
Harry was confused as she gently released the grasp she had on his cum-bloated balls, and rose to her feet. She slid her fingers up the long shaft of his cock, until she nearly reached the tip. She gently wrapped her fingers around the girth, just below the head and held it in her hand.
Then she brought her body in close, and spoke lowly, "It is clear you are a magnificent specimen... 'zhe perfect mate for my daughters..."
"But... With how incredibly potent you are... You will certainly impregnate my daughter as soon as these thick, heavy balls are unleashed in her. 'Zat is why I cannot allow you to fuck Fleur, just like 'zat." She said, looking at him intensely.
"You want to keep me away from Fleur?" Harry said with a confronting tone. As much as he wanted to slam these sweet, Veela pussies... he wasn't going to let them control who he fucked.
"No, no, dear~ Not at all..." She softly laughed, "I know 'zat would never work. Not only iz Fleur determined to be your little slut, but I would never keep my own daughter from such a magnificent cock~! What mother would deny her child such happiness?"
"No, you may fuck her as you like~" She said flippantly, waving her hand, and then her words turned stern and serious, "I only wish for you to be careful. And I do mean extremely careful. Fleur must not become pregnant. Not until 'zhe tasks are over..!"
Harry bit his lip again, finding a raging contradiction in his heart. The Black Rituals that still pumped their power through his body screamed 'fuck the tournament' and raged at him to claim Fleur's womb right away... But his mind shared the same ideas as Apolline. He certainly didn't want to endanger Fleur and her future baby by forcing her into the tournament pregnant. And from what he knew, there was no way out once she was entered. The magic of the Goblet would force her to compete.
Harry grew more and more annoyed. It was the first time he'd ever been cockblocked. He hated that feeling.
"I see you have your own needy little instincts to deal with," Apolline offered sympathetic words, "But I think I have a solution that will make everyone happy..."
She drew away from him, making him growl as he reached out to grab her, but she deftly stepped aside. She teased him with a giggle and swaying hips as she sauntered back over to her daughter.
Gabrielle squeaked and snapped her legs together, blushing with her fingers still trapped under the band of her skirt, knuckle-deep in her pussy.
Apolline wrapped her arm around Gabrielle's shoulder, hugging her daughter close. Then she reached her hand down, and placed it over her daughter's tummy, "What I am offering... iz our wombs." She said sinfully, looking up to meet Harry's hungry gaze and twitching-hard cock, "If you must satiate your urge to knock up a horny... willing... Veela BITCH💓 Then you will use OUR pussies... my daughter, Gabrielle... and myself too, if you desire..."
"..!" Harry's throbbing member was hard as stone. This woman seemed to know just how to excite him.
Apolline softly lowered her elegant hand to her daughter's slender legs. She gently slid her hand onto the inner side of Gabrielle's thigh... and gently pulled her daughter's legs open.
Gabrielle softly gasped, obeying her mother and spreading her legs wide. Once again, as her legs opened for him, her tiny little blue skirt raised up to flash him with a glorious view.
Harry let out a breath as he saw Gabrielle's legs spread wide, the baby blue set of sexy lace panties covering her virgin slit. He could plainly see they were dark and soaked with her excitement, with her slender fingers slowly slipping out of them, dripping with her juices.
He resisted the urge to rush over there and rip those little panties off her. He had to keep tight control over his impulses in the face of these two irresistible Veela. Otherwise, he really would turn into a beast.
"So zen..?" Apolline said with her velvet voice, looking at him, "Will you take my youngest in Fleur's place..? She'll be yours, 'owever you want 'er. Yours to kiss, to hold, to love..." Her ruby lips curled up like a succubus, "Yours to FUCK... yours to BREED... whatever you desire..."
Those words were like magic to his ears. He felt the same kind of flaring, hot desire he felt for Molly, when Ginny whispered those sinful words into his ears, begging him to fuck her own mother silly. Now he stood in front of a mother-daughter pair of Veela, as Apolline offered Gabrielle's pussy to him like a prize, giving him her blessing to do ANYTHING he wanted... even pumping her full of his churning, fertile seed.
The mere presence of these two Veela had him raring to go, his cock stiff as a board in his trousers. He was ready to rush over there, strip off Gabrielle's panties and relief himself with her tight, Veela cunt... but he held himself back just one last time.
"Gabrielle..." He said, looking at her red, blushing face, "You've been quiet... Is this what you want..?"
Even if she suddenly screamed no, Harry wasn't sure if he could stop himself anymore. This whole situation had him sexually charged to the point of bursting. His cock throbbed with selfish need, aching to be buried in the tight, eager cunt of a slutty witch.
But he knew her nature. The nature of Witches, and the nature of Veela. There was only one response she could offer.
"Haaah..! Y-Yes..!" She squeaked loudly, then suddenly jumped up from the desk. Before he knew it she was rushing right at him and leapt up into his arms.
"Mmph?!" Harry was fast, and caught her like it was the most natural thing in the world. His strong hands fell down to grab two firm handfuls into her round bubbly butt, while Gabrielle latched onto his neck with her arms, and threw her legs around his waist.
The little Veela slut started shoving her tongue into his mouth, hugging her body so tight to him that her incredible breasts were flattened against his chest.
"Mngh! Mmmph! Mwuah 💋~!"
Harry was surprised by how passionate she was, moaning like a harlot as her tongue feverishly coiled around his. From how timid and shy she was acting, he certainly expected to take the lead... but perhaps she was less shy than he thought, and was merely acting submissive to her mother... Or maybe she just got too horny, and her Veela instincts made her pounce.
Either way..!
Smack~!
"Mmaaah~!" Gabrielle let out an impassioned cry as Harry jerked up her slutty little blue skirt and gave her round bubble butt a fierce spank.
He flexed his muscles, using his incredible strength to keep her up in his arms with just one palm holding her fat bum. His other hand reached up to grab her forcefully by her ponytail, jerking her head back to look at him.
She moaned sadly with wet lips, pouting at him for tearing her away from their hot kiss.
Harry growled dangerously. The little minx still didn't stop, and was rocking herself hard against him, grinding her soaked little panties against the rock-hard cock jutting up from his groin. She squirmed and thrashed, like she was trying to work her panties to the side and JAM that fat cock right into her greedy snatch herself.
"Mmngh..!" He felt her bury her face into his neck and heard her suck in a deep breath through her nose. Then she moaned drunkenly, her voice quivering, "I-It iz just as Maman said..! S-shoo good..!"
She started moaning to herself and whispering his name in his ear.
"H-harry..! H-harry..!" She gasped, brows furrowed in pleasure. Her impassioned features were gorgeous, as she looked ready to make herself cum just grinding on him. She licked her wet peach lips and begged him with her eyes, "P-please..! F-fuck me..! I-I'll take 'er place..! Fuck me instead of my sister💕! P-please..! I-I don't care what you do... You can spank me, pull my hair, and CUM INSIDE ME💞! K-knock me up..! My tight little pussy iz begging for it, Harry💞!"
She said this all passionately, rocking her hips down to grind her sopping panties on his bulge to make herself cum. He chuckled, "You naughty little minx..." He looked over her shoulder to see Apolline, just casually resting her hip against the oak desk, watching them with a sensual smile.
Harry felt his blood boiling. Throughout this meeting he'd been passive. Fleur wanted him to convince her mother to let them fuck, so he let Apolline play her cards... but now he was done standing around and waiting. These two Veela bombshells were begging for it... and it was time to give it to them!
"Let's move somewhere more comfortable." He said in a firm, commanding voice that sent a shiver down the spines of the females, "I have a feeling your horny little slut of a daughter is gonna get thrown around, and I'd rather it not be against your hard oak desk."
"Mmgh 💓~!" Gabrielle moaned with eager delight, "Yeees~! Throw me down and fuck me..!"
"Heheh..." Apolline lightly laughed, smiling in a proud motherly way as she watched Gabrielle debase herself, "Very well... follow me..."
Harry Potter followed the thick, MILF booty snugly wrapped in Apolline's tight, form-fitting dress as she sashayed out of the room. He chased those swaying hips while her daughter humped him and moaned in his ear, thinking about all the ways he could nail these Veela sluts.
...
"Yees~!" Gabrielle fell on her back with a delighted giggle.
True to his word, Harry tossed her on the bed, stripping off his shirt as he climbed on the bed. He growled and roughly jerked open her legs. Reaching down to grab her slender waist, he jerked her forward again, bringing her hips close to meet his with firm hands pawing her thick asscheeks beneath her skirt.
Harry barely noticed Apolline sliding into the decorated chamber behind him, laying out on pillows on nearby a lounging couch with a bottle of wine and a crystal glass in her hands. She reclined casually, content to watch whatever he was about to do to her daughter.
Harry let out a haggard breath as he looked down at the naughty, irresistible Veela beneath him. She was truly gorgeous, with the matching flawless, elegant features of her sister. But she had a different charm. A playfulness in her eyes and a smile on her lips told him she was ready for fun.
Right now, those crystal blue eyes were like an eager succubus, tempting him relentlessly. Her Allure hung in the air like a fog around him, completely unrestrained as Gabrielle gave into her urges and arousal. He was in control of himself, but it made his blood pump like an aphrodisiac, telling him to ravish her.
Apolline rested on her side with a fluffy pillow tucked underneath her shoulder. She was watching closely as she sipped on a freshly poured glass of wine, "Our Allure is enough to awaken the sex drive of normal, impotent wizards... Now with a man of such virility I am curious to see what will happen... I wonder if Gabrielle's poor inexperienced pussy can take it 💓~!"
Gabrielle lifted her hips off the bed, wrapping her legs around his waist as she kept grinding herself up against him. She peered up at him with irresistible fuck-me eyes.
Harry wasn't going to let her do the work. He reached down and grabbed her neat and tidy Beauxbatons uniform... and ripped it open, sending the blue buttons flying everywhere.
Gabrielle giggled with delight, "Oh 'arry~! You're so rough💓!" She said amorously.
He watched as her delightful, creamy breasts dropped free of their tight confines. They were decorated in a tasteful, expensive lace blue bra that matched her uniform, the soft orbs of her boobs bulging in a display of heavenly cleavage from the tightly-fitted cups.
Harry realized her boobs were even bigger than he thought. Her tight brassiere seemed designed to keep these big puppies at bay. Her snug cleavage was irresistible. The same pure-white flawlessness as the rest of her unblemished skin, squeezed together to make a powdered valley between snowy hills.
Harry buried his face in those unbelievable breasts. He attacked them with his mouth, kissing and sucking roughly on her sweet, milky titties. He lightly bit the supple skin, wanting to do so much more to these perfect tits. Gabrielle giggled with delight and held onto his hair, loving every second of it.
Her bra was next, falling off her chest like magic as Harry threw it across the room. Then he grabbed those heavy hills of womanly softness and dug his fingers in deep, the soft flesh pressed between his fingers. He brought one of her little bubble-gum pink nipples into his mouth and sucked hard.
Already, with his mind rolling with desire for this woman, he was imagining these perfect titties swelling even bigger. Heavier. Full of milk to feed his future children. Gabrielle's womb was offered as substitute for Fleur... so he was already determined to pump it full of seed, again and again.
He squeezed her fat breasts, pushing them together as he popped his lips off her nipple and looked up at her, "Look at these fantastic titties." He gave each of the pristine white milk globes a little slap with his hands, groping them hard. As he pinched her nipples and squeezed her tits together, Gabrielle gasped.
"P-please..!" Gabrielle shrieked, "F-fuck me..! M-my titties are yours~ You can play with zhem anytime💓! B-but right now..! My pussy needs your cock💞! I am aching for it so bad~! P-please Harry..! Fuck me~!!"
Harry growled, "You little slut..!"
She squealed with excitement as she felt him reach down and RIP her little blue panties off, the material splitting apart like magic. Then SLAP~! His meaty cock fell atop her delicate-looking pink folds. She huffed and panted, a crazed, excited look in her eyes as she peered down between her fat tits. His thick cock looked like a LOG between her spread thighs, fatter than her forearms, and long enough to hide her belly button, nearly reaching the bottom of her breasts.
"Oh fuck~!" She gasped with delight, "It iz just as I imagined it..! It iz somehow bigger than even my favorite toys💕~! It must feel INCREDIBLE stretching out my tight little pussy 💞~!"
"Toys huh..?" Harry growled down at her, lightly rolling his hips. Everytime his throbbing shaft slid across her soaked pussy lips, Gabrielle whined and bucked her hips against him. He looked down at the slutty expression on her face, "A horny little slut like you WOULD have a bunch of naughty toys... You probably fuck yourself silly all the time, huh?" He said, slapping her fat, jiggling breast one more time.
"Yees💓~!" Gabrielle moaned whorishly, "Everynight 💕~! I'm such a dirty girl..! M-my toys aren't big enough to satisfy me anymore, so I borrow Fleur's or mother's toys when I can..!"
Harry's cock lurched dangerously on her slender tummy. He imagined what a Veela Household was like, where a horny, eight-teen year old daughter just casually borrowed her mother's biggest sex toys to stretch out her own pussy that night.
That image was unbelievably hot. He wanted to watch how a horny Veela furiously fingered herself, or fucked her own cunt with thick toys. If he wasn't so damn horny himself, he'd make her do it right here and now, just to earn a taste of his cock.
"Harry~!" Gabrielle moaned in a horny, whining voice, "P-please..! I 'ave been DREAMING of zis for so long💓! Don't keep me waiting any longer~!"
He reached down, grabbing one last hard SQUEEZE of her marshmallow tits, and stole her hot pink lips in another feverish kiss. Then Gabrielle squealed as he slid his cock down her slick pussy lips and PLUNGED it into her quivering pussy with one well-practiced stroke.
He broke off his wet kiss, leaning back just enough to see her face contort with delight, eyes going cross as he hit the back of her pussy and made her CUM. Her legs squeezed tight around his hips as she started clawing and thrashing at his back. She used all her strength to try and pull him tighter to her, to drive his cock deeper in her little cunt.
He grunted, "Holy shit..!" As the TIGHTEST pussy he'd ever fucked squeezed down on his cock like nothing else. She was gripping his member like she would never let him leave, even as she squealed through an eye-rolling climax.
"Yeeeshhh~!" She moaned with pure delight, "Your cock is so HUGE~! It iz splitting my pussy apart~! It feels so good💕~! So much better zan I could 'ave imagined💕! Oh fuck, I'll never cum from toys again 💓~! Mmmnghh~!"
Harry couldn't tell if this girl was just talented, or if the inner slut took over, spewing such dirty language even while shaking head-to-toe from her climax. Her pussy was still clamping down on him, refusing to even let him move.
Harry found himself chuckling, both at the look of pure esctasy on her face and how quickly she came around his cock, "You might be the biggest slut yet..!" Even his muttered words put a happy little smile on her face as she blinked the stars out of her vision to look at him.
He reached up to slid his thumb across her lips. Like it was natural, she eagerly opened and sucked it into her mouth, she moaned whorishly slurping on his thumb like it was a cock. All while fluttering her eyelashes at him, begging him with a naughty look.
"Don't worry... Even if little plastic toys won't satisfy you anymore... There's no way giving up on this pussy. Not after I felt how TIGHT you are..."
"Mmgh 💞~!" She moaned lewdly, her pussy somehow clamping even tighter in her excitement.
He pulled his thumb free, and looked at her beautiful blue eyes. He grabbed her slender, soft hips with both hands. Despite how warm and SNUG her tight little cunt was, his cock was finding for MORE. He was pent-up at this point, after enduring the presence of this family of Veela without getting any action.
He wanted to cum... And since Apolline so kindly offered her daughter's pussy for him to satisfy this urge.
He sank his fingers into the softness of her hips and forcefully drew his cock back. Despite how tight she was clinging to him, both her legs and the walls of her pussy, she was no match for his physical strength. She squealed as his cockhead scraped along her sensitive walls on the way out... then SHRIEKED as he drove it back in powerfully.
It only took him a few fast thrusts to realize this little slut was different from the rest. It wasn't just the tightness of her pussy, or how she giggled with euphoric glee everytime he drove his hips forward, carving through her hot cavern. It was the way she was begging him for more, even as he treated her virgin pussy so roughly.
"Yeees~! Just like 'zat~! You can go harder, 'arry~! My pussy can take it..! I've been dreaming of having your thick cock split me open for so~oo long 💕~! Break in my tight little cunt 💞~!"
With her legs wrapped so unbelievably tight around his waist, she kept bucking and thrashing her hips, trying to drive her pussy up against his cock again and again. Harry couldn't believe it. He'd never fucked a girl so... ravenous, at least not on her first time. Usually, they were so overwhelmed by the experience of getting their pussies stretched that they couldn't do much at all.
"Fine! You little slut..! You want to fuck yourself that badly..!?" He wrenched himself free from her tight hold and jerked his cock out of her slippery pussy. She squealed in disappointment and tried to clamor back onto his cock. Then he flipped her over.
Gabrielle squealed as suddenly she was lying on his chest, and then SHRIEKED as his cock was driving up into her cunt once again. It battered against her cervix violently, lurching her entire body forward as she squealed. Her eyes fluttered in pure bliss, but she didn't lose control of herself.
She started murmuring his name deliriously, and as she started rocking her hips, she FINALLY realized that SHE was on top! She looked down with surprise, hands planted firmly on the chiseled muscle of his chest.
Smack~!
A hand came down like thunder on her doughy ass, making her squeal in surprise again. Harry looked up at her with fiery green eyes, "Ride my cock you slut!" He commanded.
Her body quivered and obeyed, her pussy clenching tight in submissiveness. Then she started rocking her hips, "Y-yes 'arry..! L-let me service you..! I'll squeeze your thick cock with my tight little pussy💕~! I promise I'll make you feel amazing 💞"
Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!
Her doughy round butt, while not NEARLY as big and fat as some of the girls he fucked, was still soft enough to clap and jiggle everytime she threw it down to meet his hips.
Harry was actually impressed. She didn't move at half the speed he was fucking her with previously, but she actually managed to work herself up about half his cock before slamming her hips down full force, clapping her meaty bubble butt on his lap.
Normally girls couldn't ride him until he'd spent a few days stretching them out, and they got more used to the body-trembling orgasms his magically enhanced cock would send them into. The only other girls who had ever ridden him on the first go were the Bulgarian Cheerleaders.
Harry wore a carnal smile, "I fucking love Veela... Are they all built like this..?" He wondered. But from what he could tell already, Gabrielle was in a league of her own! She was riding him in a frenzy, seemingly more desperate than even Natalia, the Cheer Captain was.
Gabrielle's sopping wet pussy made a lewd, wet noise everytime she sank down on his member, her juices flowing freely over their joined sexes. Her tight, squeezing cunt ramped up his pleasure quickly, as he filled with a desire to pump this slutty little pussy full of his cum.
As he listened to her soft little tush bouncing and clapping on his lap, Harry was treated to the sight of Gabrielle's magnificent tits. They hung like heavy round bells on her chest and bounced with a hypnotizing jiggle every time she dropped on his cock.
Her voice came out in hot, panting moans, between strings of filthy praise, "I-it iz so big💞~! Stretching me so much💓~! I can barely work my hips on 'zis fat COCK~!"
She howled, with a lustful, burning desire on her face. Her hands pushed firmly on his chest as she used all her muscles to lift her slender hips, dragging the thick length of his cock halfway out of her tight, warm confines. Then she SLAPPED them back down, making her own ass ripple with waves from how hard she was fucking herself on his cock.
Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!
Harry watched as she sank into depravity and desire, seemingly losing herself, drunk on his cock. Her arms gave out and she fell forward, soft boobs cushioning against his chest. She still kept working her hips up and down, again and again, rolling them against his needily.
After just a few minutes, it seemed like she'd reached her limit already. He could feel her tight cunt spasming like crazy on his cock, trying to milk his first creamy load of cum. He couldn't even tell what was moaning or what was babbling anymore, as Gabrielle started slurring incomprehensible French in his ears as she worked her hips.
Then she squealed loudly one final time, her entire body shaking as he felt her pussy spraying a hot, squirting climax on his lap. Finally, her hips sank down one final time on his cock as she panted and moaned deliriously in his ear.
He would've found it cute, the way she murmured, "I can't~! I can't~! Your cock is too much~! I can't feel my legs anymore..!" In a slurring, slutty voice... if not for the fact that his cock was still rock-hard in her cunt, pulsing angrily and desperate to cum.
He slid his hands down her slender back, fingers just about to grab her thick booty and hold her there. He was ready to thrust his hips up and brutalize her poor, spasming pussy until she was blacked out and drooling from the pleasure... but something stopped him.
"Gabrielle~!" A teasing, sensual voice caught their attention.
"Haah..?" Gabrielle swallowed her spit, struggling to even look up.
Her mother stood at the edge of the bed, looking down at her with a sharp, disappointed look. One Harry could recognize was feigned and teasing.
"What do you think you are doing?" Apolline said in a stern tone that made Gabrille's back straighten up.
"M-Maman..! I-I am sorry..!"
Apolline sighed dramatically, "Silly girl... I should 'ave known you would 'ave a little trouble with a man as big as 'arry..."
Gabrielle looked a little embarrassed, but couldn't voice a response.
"Heh, don't feel too bad." Harry clapped her thick booty, "You rode me for longer than most of my sluts can. Your pussy really is something else."
Gabrielle wore a shameless, big grin, as if Harry had just given her the sweetest compliment in the world.
"What are you looking so pleased about, Gabrielle?" Her mother took her attention again, reaching down to gently cup Gabrielle's chin and pull it to look at her instead.
Apolline spoke sternly, "Do you really think you can satisfy 'arry at zis rate? You have yet to make him cum, even once..! I know my pretty little daughter can do better zan zat~!" She said, stroking Gabrielle's cheek.
"I-I am sorry Maman..! I-I just need a minute to..."
Apolline put a delicate finger over her daughter's pink lips. Then she smiled, "Don't worry. It iz because you are so inexperienced... but Mama has something zat will help you."
Harry watched, cock still pulsing with need in Gabrielle's cunt, as her mother reached her slender fingers down into the depths of her tight, pushed-together cleavage. She fished around in the soft depths of her cavernous tits until her fingers withdrew, holding a small little pink vial.
Looking at the liquid swirling inside, Harry knew this was something special. It was pink as bubblegum, with a swirls of cloudy white liquid inside. Still holding her duaghter's cheek, Apolline brought the vial to her lips.
Pop~!
She pulled the cork with her teeth. He watched as a little puff of pink smoke expelled from the top, shaping itself into a little cloudy heart ❤. Then Apolline brought the vial to her daughter's lips.
"Drink."
Gabrielle opened her mouth, closing her eyes as Apolline fed her what could only be a potion. Harry watched her slender neck as she gulped it down.
"Pwuah~!" Gabrielle gasped hotly, breathing in quick pants as she finished the potion. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as she panted, "Haaah... Haaah..."
Then Harry felt her cunt squeeze down tightly. He watched her face as her eyes glassed over. She seemed to forget all about her mother there as she turned her head to look down at her. Her cheeks flushed redder and redder as her breath quickened into fast, hard pants.
Her pupils dilated, and within them, Harry saw a pair of pink glowing hearts.
"What was that..?" Harry's curiosity outweighed his burning lust for one clear moment to ask.
Apolline softly giggled, already strutting away, "Oh, nothing... Think of it as... something like a 'Pepper-up Potion'... just a little bit more... fun~"
"Haaah... Haaah..." Gabrielle's tongue still hung out from her mouth, drooling with desire as she looked down at him with a look of complete fixation. Her hands softly settled back on his chest.
It was the horniest look he'd ever seen on a girl... Harry thought to himself, did Apolline just drug her own daughter to fuck him..? His cock swelled deep in Gabrielle's cunt.
"Mnnnggh~!" Gabrielle bit her own lip, moaning wantonly as she rolled her hips against his. Then, still panting like a bitch in heat, she climbed up on the bed. Off her knees, she was now squatting on his cock, with her feet planted firmly on the bed.
With newfound strength in her legs and thighs, Gabrielle started lifting herself up on his cock and dropping back down. Harry groaned as her tight pussy squeezed the whole length of his cock with one stroke, then two as the young Veela started working up into a tempo.
She put her hands on her knees, moaning whorishly as she started slamming her hips down as deep and hard as she could. Her clenching cunt nearly swallowed up every last inch of his beefy cock.
Harry, by this point, was done lying around. Seeing her in such a horny, desperate state made him want to fuck her silly. He reached up to grab her slender hips, and when she dropped, he pulled her down forcefully, slamming his hips up to bury the full length of his cock in her cunt with a loud smack.
There were no more words between the two of them. They filled the room with loud grunts and impassioned moans as they both worked to fuck each other as hard and fast as they could, each chasing powerful orgasms in hot, frenzied sex.
Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!
Harry bucked his hips up to meet hers as hard as he could, relishing in the feeling of the tightest cunt in the world gripping his cock. Every time his thick cockhead battered against her womb, she squealed, and her walls clamped down for just a second, trying to hold him there.
And so their hot, furious sex continued until Harry felt that powerful force churning in his balls, driving him to plunge his cock even deeper, harder in her cunt. To ram his bulbous tip deep against the entrance to her womb, to feed it straight to the source.
Gabrielle nearly fell forward as Harry wrenched her hips down, and blasted her virgin womb with the first cup-sized shot of scorching hot seed. She squealed like a banshee, eyes rolling up with absolute ecstasy as she finally earned her reward for all her work.
Harry groaned loudly, rolling his hips against hers as her vice-gripped walls coaxed the fattest, creamiest load they could manage to wring from his bloated balls. His cock twitched as it pumped her pussy full.
Lustfully, he watched as her slender little tummy started to swell with the shape of her bloated, overstuffed womb, and the creamy rich seed spilled from her tight cunt, onto the bedsheets below.
Gabrielle's back was arched like a bow, head thrown back in a blissful squeal of ecstasy. Then, when she was done shaking and quivering from an orgasm unlike any other, she brought her eyes back to his.
He watched as she sinfully licked her pink lips, little glowing pink hearts still pulsing in her eyes, "More💞!" Her voice begged him in a breathless rasp.
"You little slut..!" Harry growled.
...
On the side of the room, the utterly busty MILF was happily watching her daughter get fucked silly. Sure enough, Harry Potter was a man of his word. After she'd slipped Gabrielle a little Veela specialty, and her slutty daughter finally wrung one fat load from his thick cock, Apolline watched as their sex TRULY began.
If there was any doubt left in her mind of Harry's virility, it was gone after the first, unbelievably rich load of cum he pumped into her daughter. His cock seemed to defy the logic of the world. Instead of growing soft after his first orgasm, it seemed to only swell up bigger.
After that, Harry made good on his promise, and threw her horny, eager daughter around like a doll. He pinned her down on the bed and hammered her pussy so hard that Apolline felt the entire magically reinforced carriage shake. After pumping another messy load into her overflowing pussy, he jerked her limp body up and shoved her rough against the wall, pounding her violently.
Apolline sipped lightly on her wine, watching as her daughter was fucked roughly, ass sat down on her vanity, and legs up in the air in a V. He mounted her on the carpet, pounding Gabrielle's fat ass in a harsh prone-bone until her rippling cheeks were glowing red. He grabbed her sweaty hair and pulled it back roughly, while her daughter squealed with whorish delight.
Then, she was tossed back on the bed. With her legs pointing toward the headboard her head hung off the edge limply, her blonde, messy hair hanging beneath to pool on the floor. Harry took that angle to ram the full length of his cock down her daughter's throat, fucking it in a loud, wet, gurgling throatfuck while he mauled her tits with his hands.
Then he climbed up on the bed, jerked her legs in the air, and hugged her squeezed-together thighs to his chest as he pounded her tight little cunt once more.
Apolline lightly smiled, admiring the truly fucked-silly look on her daughter's face. Her makeup was smeared, mascara running down in messy tracks, while her face was a mess of sweat, drool and sticky white cum.
"Oh Gabrielle..." Apolline thought fondly, "You have never looked so beautiful💗~! I am happy for you, darling 💕~!"
Quietly, Apolline watched as this virile, unbelievable wizard showed proof of his domineering ferocity in bed. Her entire body tingled with raw desire, as she watched enraptured, this scene out of a Veela fairy tale.
"We are already his💗" Apolline silently determined, "There was no way we could have resisted... My youngest daughter is already broken. She'll be addicted to his cock for the rest of her life. Tearing her away from it now would make her go insane... No, there is nothing else to do... nothing but to kneel at his feet💗"
As she watched her daughter lie limply on the bed, Apolline made another silent realization, "Heheh, she's already out, hm? I did not think it was possible to pass out after imbibing 'Elinyra's Elixir', even with it heavily diluted with eight-parts spring water... Perhaps next time I'll give my sweet daughter a bigger dose💕"
...
Harry slowly groaned, feeling the hot, fleshy walls of Gabrielle's fantastic pussy milking every last drop of his seed hungrily. Even after so many rounds of brutal sex, her cunt was still so tight for him. He slowly tugged his hard prick free with a wet plop, watching the creamy speed gush out like a river from her well-fucked pussy.
The poor girl was gurgling deliriously, cum still leaking from her lips from her last hard throat-fuck. She was completely spent, limp on the bed in her exhaustion. He'd put her pussy through its passes, fucked her mouth, her throat, her tits. Venting all that pent-up lust these two Alluring Veela fogged up his head with.
Finally, he felt like he'd come a bit back to his senses, and was thinking clearer. He chuckled at the dumb little smile on her cum-covered lips and pulled her up on the bed to rest. Just touching her made the girl quiver and moan as he flipped her over on her side and patted her cherry-red bum one last time.
Then he turned to the other woman in the room.
Apolline softly met his gaze, raising a freshly poured glass to her ruby lips.
He'd fucked Gabrielle silly, all while Apolline reclined on her side, sipping wine like she was watching high-class entertainment.
Now the Veela MILF was eyeing him so sensually, but made no move to join her daughter on the bed. She'd claimed she, herself, was part of the prize. "My daughter... and myself too, if you desire..." She had said.
Obviously, he was going to claim her. She was too irresistible to ignore.
But the question was, how would he do it?
She was laid out on her lounging couch like she was presenting herself, showing off the full, unbelievable hourglass of her sensual, fuckable body. It tempted him to just stomp right over, rip that slutty, cleavage-flashing dress off her sinful curves and give that salacious body the hard, hot FUCKING it was begging for.
Her posture, her sensual words, the way she goaded him into breaking her virgin daughter's pussy in with his hard cock. She seemed so... in control. She seemed to want to be in control.
Maybe he should take that away from her. See her true self come out when her perfect, smokey mascara turned into a smeared mess of tears and she passed out drooling with cum pouring from her pussy.
Or...
Maybe he could let her keep control... How often would he encounter such a sexy, confident Veela MILF? He didn't usually let girls take control. He much preferred to fuck them as liked... but with older, sensual and confident women it was fun to see them work so hard to please him.
This would be a good opportunity to truly test how experienced she really was. She seemed so prideful in her sexuality... he wanted to see how she would handle a cock like his.
Now that the fog of lust was gone from his head, vented on her daughter's clenching pussy, he didn't mind the idea of sitting back for a while and letting a woman do the work.
The idea of this smoking hot MILF crawling between his legs, using her hands, her tits, her mouth and her pussy to pleasure him to the best of his abilities... was intriguing. He imagined she could offer the best of what a Veela could do... but if he broke her poor little pussy in first, fucking her hard until she was just as addicted to his cock as the other sluts... maybe he'd miss out on seeing her prideful Veela side desperately trying to drain his balls dry.
...But he had to admit he was charmed by her sensuality. Maybe he just had something for older women, but he felt the same kind of way as he felt for Narcissa when he was slamming her gorgeous tight pussy for the first time.
"Now there's an idea..." Harry thought.
Maybe she deserved something a little different. Give her what he gave Narcissa. A womb full of cum that promised a baby on the way, and a fat diamond ring on her finger to claim her as his forever... She was CERTAINLY the kind of mature woman he wanted sitting on his lap, feeding him wine... or warming his bed.
He'd probably get one over on her. Subvert the expectations of this sensual creature by giving her some real passion and love, rather than just treating her like a slutty little Veela toy.
And finally... he considered Narcissa. These two gorgeous MILFs were two of a kind. After talking to Apolline for a while, it was no surprise they were friends. They shared the same kind of elegance in their demeanour, and he wondered if Apolline, like Narcissa, could keep that up while he was between her legs.
And apparently Narcissa was singing his praises to her little Veela friend. Talking about his fat cock and how just one hot romp was enough for her to toss her husband to the curb. Maybe he ought to spank her fat little booty for gossiping... or maybe he should REWARD her by dragging this sexy Veela mother in front of his wife and letting her watch as he gave her the same treatment he gave Narcissa.
He'd certainly LOVE to see these two incredible bombshells laid out in his bed together, either treating him like a king, worshipping him with their bodies, or face-down ass up, getting pounded screaming into the mattress.
He turned his head toward Apolline, letting out a deep, satisfied breath. His rugged cock, still veiny and throbbing, slick with her daughter's juices and his own creamy cum, stood tall and proud. It jutted from his waist obscenely, thicker and longer than a beater's bat.
Apolline smiled, and lightly brought her full, ruby red lips to the edge of a wine class. She gently chuckled, her voice like an angel, "So? Was my daughter's pussy to your... satisfaction?"
With her laid out casually on her side, every inch of her unbelievably hourglass was on full display. Her heavy hanging boobs squeezed together in a smothering valley of cleavage, and her wide, motherly child-rearing hips.
Her eyes were sin, teasing him with an amorous gaze, tempting him over to ravish her next.