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Queens ch.25
🕑 Added 2024-05-04 07:19:09 +0000 UTCHarry Potter and his companions meticulously arranged for a night stay in the spacious ancestral home of his grandfather, where many uninhab
Harry Potter and his companions meticulously arranged for a night stay in the spacious ancestral home of his grandfather, where many uninhabited guest rooms awaited, each boasting luxurious, royal beds. In the chosen chamber, there was a large jacuzzi bathtub, comfortably accommodating three people.
After dinner and an additional bottle of wine, Harry and the two ladies undressed, indulging in naked playtime in the bathtub for an hour, exploring and caressing until Harry's desire became unbearable.
Positioned in the center of the tub, Harry held Tracey's buttocks firmly, while his manhood found solace in her moist haven. Gabrielle's erect nipples teased his back as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her feet gliding over his thighs.
As Tracey lay atop him in the shallow water, his excitement slipped through her wet embrace. Her sensual breasts swayed enticingly, nipples grazing against him. Skillfully maneuvering one hand around his member, she caressed it during fervent kisses. Her movements along his substantial girth elicited moans, and the water gently rippled around them. "Mmmm... ravish me," Tracey murmured, her voice dripping with desire.
Gabrielle's arms encircled Harry's waist, her fingers tracing his sculpted abdominal muscles before gripping his muscular chest. Her delicate moans whispered in his ear, her tongue gently tracing his neck, marking him with passion. She paused with a mischievous glance directed at Tracey. "You had your time with him for the past two days. Now, it's my turn."
Intensifying her grip, Tracey teased his tip along her entrance, sending pulses through Harry. She pressed her chest against his, their intimacy heightened by the tight embrace. "But you have him for the whole weekend. I'm tied up with work commitments."
Enveloped in a haze of desire, Harry was torn between allowing this moment to unfold naturally and succumbing to the overwhelming need to be surrounded by Tracey. Looking over his shoulder, Gabrielle's expectant gaze met his, momentarily overwhelming him with her stunning beauty. "Don't worry, darling. I have plenty of energy for both of us," Harry assured, his voice a mixture of confidence and desire.
Raising an eyebrow, Gabrielle's standards were clear. "I won't settle for scraps," she declared, her hand joining Tracey's in a sensual dance along his arousal. "I want you at your best, eager and ready."
"Yes, darling," Harry replied, acknowledging her desires. "Just stay where you are."
"Alright. I'll take you at your word," Gabrielle coughed, as Tracey licked his neck, her perfect lips sinking into his skin, leaving a fresh trace around his shoulder.
Tracey's emerald eyes gleamed with desire, her plump, pink lips glistening in the light of the bathroom lamps. Her chestnut hair was piled high on her head, secured with a black clip, with stray locks cascading down her neck and cheeks.
Slender, mature, and sexy, Tracey was a goddess among goddesses. Harry's cock throbbed at her entrance, already on the brink of orgasm. With one hand, he squeezed her large breast and pushed his hips forward, burying his thick head between her lips until it rested in the cradle of her warm, tight hole.
Tracey slid Harry's thick cock into herself and immersed herself in it, trembling as she filled her insides with his rock-hard member. She let out a sudden gasp, her nipples hardening. Leaning forward, she found Harry's waiting lips, sucking his tongue between hers, while she moved her hips, impaling herself on his stiff shaft.
Harry groaned with pleasure, his cock tensing inside her. Pleasure pulsed through his penis, and he shifted his weight forward, plunging deeper into her warm, tight pussy.
Tracey moaned, locking eyes with Harry as she clenched her pussy tightly around his cock like a velvety vice. It throbbed within her, his shaft twitching so rapidly that he was almost on the edge of climax. Tracey's slick tongue wandered over his lips, and her warm breath grazed his upper lip as she combed her fingers through his wet hair.
Gabrielle approached, swaying her hips and rubbing her pussy against Harry's buttocks. Her hands roamed over his abdomen and chest, moaning as she sucked his neck hard enough to leave bruises. She touched his nipples with her fingers, and her sensual jasmine scent enveloped him, pushing him to the edge.
Harry thrust upward, burying his cock deep into Tracey and filling his hands with her sweet ass, kneading and squeezing as he lifted her up and down onto his steel rod.
Around them, the water splashed, and waves reached into the fiberglass. They left the water shallow but hot, anticipating the tsunami their combined sex would create. The girls threw themselves at Harry, Tracey bouncing on his cock, their tongues entwined. Gabrielle slid her feet up his thighs and explored his muscular body. Harry had grown accustomed to their threesomes, but he never took them for granted. They were his treasures, cherished and nurtured like nothing before.
Their threesomes, like any sports competition, became easier the more they practiced. Harry's sexual stamina had doubled, and climaxing twice during one session wasn't too demanding. When he added Fleur to the harem, things began to get complicated. Not only was she a certified goddess, but juggling three women at once wasn't in his current bag of tricks. He couldn't even wrap his head around the experience, let alone his cock. Doing it as a foursome was more like a full-on orgy than a brief sexual interlude.
Harry Potter pounded into Tracey, fucking her hard and deep, thrusting in and out of her cunt, while her loud moans and heavy breathing competed with the splashing water. Her pussy coiled around his cock, and after having sex with her two dozen times, he knew her body and her cues. She was close, and he wanted to push her over the edge.
Tracey moaned into his ear and rocked her hips, taking him as deep as her petite body allowed. "Ohhhh... mmmmm... yes," she repeated. "You fuck me so good." Her words came out rushed and breathless as she clung to the edge.
He leaned behind Tracey's ear and kissed her gently before whispering, "I love you. Come for me, baby."
Tracey let out a high-pitched moan and stiffened. Her whole body convulsed with a seismic climax. Her pussy writhed around his cock, spasming in rapid succession, and she pulled him close, pressing her breasts so flat against his chest that they bulged out on both sides.
He grunted and pushed deep into her, staying still as his head swam, and his cock erupted, filling her with a load after load of hot, milky cum. Tracey's creamy ass slid through his fingers as he squeezed and pumped, burying himself deep inside her, shooting load after load.
"Je t'aime davantage," she whispered in his ear, her voice throaty as she milked his swollen cock, draining his balls straight into her womb.
Her words meant she loved him more. It was a phrase she had used countless times during long periods spent alone together. He wasn't going to argue with her, but loving him more was simply impossible. The absence of Tracey and Gabrielle in his daily life was a horror he couldn't imagine. He emptied the last of his load, inhaling the sweet scent behind her ear, and his cock stopped pulsating. He kissed and licked her creamy body, filling his nose with her incredible scent of warm vanilla. Her pussy gyrated over his cock in slow, undulating spasms, and he stayed inside her, relishing the pulsating shocks of her tight pussy possessing his cock.
Gabrielle grew impatient and slid her hands over his belly, arching her hips as if she were ready for him to plunge into her. She kissed his neck and nestled into his ear. "Fuck me, Harry. I need you inside me."
His head spun with fresh desire, and Tracey reluctantly slid off his cock, slipping back into the tub as he turned to face Gabrielle.
Her long, almost white hair hung thick and wet over her shoulders, cascading straight down her back. Gabrielle's pale blue eyes sparkled with desire, and her full pink lips glistened in the soft, warm light. Water trickled down her honeyed skin, and a slight smile played on her lips.
"All aboard who's coming aboard," he said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.
Gabrielle giggled and wrapped her legs around Harry's waist, tightening her grip as she took his rock-hard cock and dragged its tip across her soft, pink pussy lips. "Mmmmm... nice and hard, just how I like it," she smiled, wrapping one arm around his neck, leaning in to kiss him with a flick of her tongue.
Tracey moved closer, taking her place behind his back. Her hard nipples trailed down his spine before her warm body pressed against him. She smiled over his shoulder and glanced at Gabrielle. "Don't worry. I left plenty for you."
Harry imagined a little river of Tracey's cum trickling from her pussy and smiled, breaking the kiss with Gabrielle and looking into her eyes. "You're too sexy for me to go limp. It's never going to happen."
Gabrielle chuckled and slid his swollen tip into her tight pussy, her face contorting in ecstasy. "Mmmm... ohhhh... fuck. Baby, you stretch me so, so good."
She sank lower, her velvety soft, tight pussy squeezing his shaft in a vice. He twitched inside her and groaned with pleasure. "Oh God, Beck. You're insanely tight."
She looked into his eyes, furrowing her brows with pleasure. "I love you, baby," she whispered before leaning over his shoulder and kissing Tracey, their tongues beginning to entwine. Gabrielle swiveled her hips, taking him fully into her warm depths before gyrating in slow circles, immersing herself in his hard masculinity.
Harry moaned with pleasure and grasped one of her firm breasts, teasing the hard nipple between his fingers as he kissed her slender neck. Her pussy pulsed to the rhythm of her heartbeat, gripping and tensing around his cock as he fucked her slowly and steadily, sliding in and out under the splashing water.
Gabrielle's flat stomach undulated. She fucked him with her whole body, driving his cock deep as she combed her fingers through the short hair at his nape.
Pleasure rolled through his body in undulating waves, curling his toes and leaving his head spinning with desire. He found her lips with his, and their tongues flashed together as he thrust harder and increased the pace of their rhythm. The woman knew how to fuck, and she only improved with the strengthening of their emotional bond. His breaths were short, uneven, and Gabrielle moaned, breaking the kiss and lunging forward, pressing her body to his.
She tightened her pussy and squeezed, gyrating her hips as her pussy spasmed around his cock. Gabrielle slipped her tongue into his ear, and her minty breath cascaded down his neck, sending shivers down his spine and rippling along his back.
He grunted, thrusting harder and deeper, and Gabrielle's throaty moans filled his ear. Jasmine mixed with a light, fruity scent filled his nostrils, and strands of Gabrielle's dark, wet hair plastered his cheeks and lips. "I'm close," he whispered.
She moaned and gasped, moving her hips, fucking him with reckless abandon. She dug her fingers into his arms, and her pussy spasmed. "I'm coming." Her words rushed out, and he grunted, exploding inside her.
Hot ribbons of thick, cum-laden semen burst from Harry's cock and sprayed her womb, squirting and spurting, time after time. His head spun from a mixture of pleasure and her exotic scent. A surge of adrenaline rushed through him, turning his legs to jelly as he emptied hot cum deep into his blond-haired princess.
