Too Great a Wand ch.21

The girls had shed their robes and were now standing in the tub, naked, hugging each other's arms. Despite the cold, they snuggled together, with Rose in the middle. As Harry watched, Rose shared a kiss with Daphne and, looking at him, turned to give a gentle kiss to Fleur's lips. Once again, witnessing it live was ten times hotter than watching it in pornography, and he didn't rush to join them, allowing them to touch and kiss each other for a few seconds longer.

"Each of you is amazing," he sighed as he stepped into the whirlpool bath. He reached out and gently pulled Fleur towards him, bringing her sweet lips to his for a lingering kiss.

"It's wonderful," he murmured, turning in the kiss and pulling Fleur closer, feeling her press against his side as their mouths met. Her small tongue eagerly slipped into his mouth while the third girl pressed her firm stomach against his arousal.

"And you're amazing too," he whispered as Daphne broke their kiss, and he turned to Rose. The pale eyes of Rose locked onto his, and his already racing heart quickened as he saw his own desires reflected in her gaze.

"This is your night, big brother," Rose murmured as her hands glided down his face and her hips swayed against him. "Our thanks for all the pictures you took and... everything else."

He couldn't help but tilt his head back and laugh.

"You mean the torture sessions?"

The smile in Rose's eyes told him that she knew exactly how torturous the photoshoots had been for him, but her lips twisted in an apologetic grimace.

"No torture tonight," Fleur murmured.

"Only pleasure," Daphne added with a wink as her fingers brushed against his backside, causing him to twitch.

Then, she and the other two stepped away from him and turned around. They leaned over the edge of the tub, presenting three perfect, distinct derrieres before him. Running his hands over all three, he watched as the girls smiled at each other and bit their lips.

Rose let out a gasp, and her lips curved into a proud smile as he pressed his cock against her tight pussy. Watching Daphne and Fleur make love to each other while he sank into his sister's tightness was incredible. But it was only the beginning of their wild evening.

He moved along the line, relishing in their differences as they kissed and touched. When he reached Daphne, he pulled Fleur and Rose to him, sharing a three-way kiss with them as Daphne moaned on his cock. As he released her, Fleur and Rose dropped down to suck the cum from their friend's cock. After a few moments, Daphne recovered and joined them.

It didn't take long for their eager mouths to extract a massive load of cum from his cock. Pearl-like streaks shot across their turned faces, cheeks pressed together, and tongues reaching for every droplet before they turned to each other. While Fleur and Rose licked and sucked the last remnants of his cum from their mouths and breasts, he guided Daphne's talented mouth to his cock.

The girls watched in awe as Daphne deep-throated his cock. When he started fucking her mouth, Rose moaned in approval and moved closer. With Rose on one side and Fleur on the other, they held their friend's head by the back, sliding her forward and backward on his cock until it grew hard as steel.

Rose rode him as they sank into the hot water, while Daphne and Fleur made love. When his sister pressed his face into her firm breasts, he grabbed her tight ass and thrust into her. The water minimized the friction, preventing him from fucking too hard or fast, and she relished in a long session of pleasure.

Daphne took Rose's place as sister could no longer hold back. While the girl rode him to her first orgasm, Fleur pushed his hair back from her face and slowly reached her own climax. Collapsing in ecstasy in his arms and rising to her knees before Fleur, Rose was initially disoriented but soon closed her lips around her friend's swollen nipple, and he watched Fleur gasp with pleasure before Daphne pulled his face to hers. "Look at me... I want you to watch... as I come... again!"

Her fingers dug into the sides of his face as she froze in orgasm, and then her cry rose another octave as he slipped a finger into her tight ass. As she crested in waves, his finger stretched her tiny hole, sending her to new heights of pleasure until she fell into Rose's embrace.

"Last but not least," Fleur murmured, taking her place on his lap.

Her soft breasts pressed against his face as she lowered herself onto his cock, but after a moment, she pulled back. Blinking in embarrassment, he smiled with delight as he saw her draw Rose and Daphne into a passionate kiss. She sat back down, her hips grinding against his cock, brushing against the rough patch of her pussy, making room for Rose and Daphne to love each other right in front of him.

The girls' kisses were hot, their pink tongues sliding into each other's mouths with growing passion as their hands embraced and caressed each other's bodies. When Daphne leaned down and sucked one of sister's firm nipples into her mouth and Rose's eyelids fluttered with pleasure, he was on the verge of climax. But this moment was too intimate and intense to end so quickly.

He slid his hands from Fleur's hips and placed them on Rose and Daphne's behinds, then on their backs. As he pulled them against his chest, Fleur rose, her face drew near, and she kissed Rose first, then Daphne, and then him, and he felt the tremor in her lips.

"I'm coming," the blonde breathed into his mouth, her hands gripping his arms as she drew closer. "I love... Oh, God!"

They climaxed together in a steaming, trembling tangle of limbs. The world flickered for a moment as pleasure consumed him, and then it existed once again as hungry mouths of his sister and Fleur met in a kiss, capturing him. All three, and then four tongues danced together, and he felt a hand slip under his cock.

In the steamy darkness, Harry couldn't distinguish who was who and became lost in the touch of their firm bodies. He fucked each girl again, finally coming on his sister's breasts after Fleur begged him to. As he did, they took turns licking and sucking the tip, even exchanging it between their lips.

The climax for him was when he thrust all three girls together, one ass on top of another. Rose called him greedy as he moved between them back and forth, but it seemed the more he took control, the more she became aroused. He left the trio in the whirlpool bath, where a light snowfall began. Each of them looked dreamy as he rose from the tub, and only Fleur had the strength to get up and embrace him in farewell.

"I never want this to end," she breathed into his neck before planting a warm kiss on him.

"It doesn't have to," he said.

"Good," she smiled. "I intend to keep that promise."

As he ascended to the third floor, a goofy grin appeared on his face, unrelated to the incredible foursome he just had. The bedroom was lit, and his aunt awaited him. She rose as he entered the room, leading him to the bed, stripping the sheets and sliding in beside him.

"Looks like they wore you out," she chuckled, and her lips twisted into a surprised smile as his cock throbbed in her fingers.

"I can see it wasn't entirely... And now, tell me everything. Starting with what Rose mentioned earlier."

"Oh, that," he chuckled, his laughter cut short by a hissing groan as her warm lips enveloped the head of his cock, sucking it into her warm mouth. "Mhmm. Damn, you're amazing at this, Aunt."

"Focus," she muttered, her mouth teasing the base of his shaft as she peppered it with kisses. "Bones, the head of the Aurors, who's... oh... eager to train Rose for the profession, if..."

"If what?" sister raised an eyebrow. She shifted to her side, allowing her to look at him more easily and giving him a magnificent view of her breasts. If Rose could arrange her weekend with the 'guy in the gray sweats.' Even after everything, he blushed as her face turned puzzled, and he had to explain. "Apparently, she and Daphne took some pictures of me."

"Oh," she said, her eyes widening with understanding, then a mischievous smile played on her face as she repeated, "Ohhh!"

"Yes."

"Of course, you'll do it," she said matter-of-factly, then ran her tongue along the shaft, trailing it along the underside. "It'll help her career," he said.

"And you'll have another sexy mom to worship that beautiful cock of yours," she said, her smile widening as she saw the expression on his face. "And you'll come back and tell me everything... right?"

When he nodded, she sighed with relief and planted a kiss on the head of his cock before she rose and threw a leg over his hips. With her massive breasts dangling over his face, she whispered, "Now... tell me how you made your... mhph! sister... and her slutty friends... Oh God, baby, every time... you stretch me so well!"

When her words turned into moans, he described their night in the jacuzzi with the tiniest of details. They passed out together, only to be awakened by Daphne's skillful tongue. It became their routine for the rest of the vacation. Mornings with mom and her new friend and lover, Daphne. Shared breakfasts and mornings on the slopes, often with some hanky-panky along the way.

Fleur and he would ski together in the afternoons, sharing romantic moments on the slopes. During those long hours, they grew even closer, sharing their deepest hopes and fears, and forming a strong bond.

Dinners were a joint affair, and mom usually went all out. The variety of ingredients dwindled over time, but she could make sauce and potatoes taste like beef Wellington. After dinner, they would retire to the living room for another one of Rose's performances. Each evening, the staging and her monologues became more elaborate, culminating in Fleur entering the room in a veil and nothing more.

As sister recited something that sounded like a Shakespearean sonnet, Fleur and he tried not to laugh, but before she knelt on the footstool, they were both captivated by Rose's theatrics. While Daphne and mom embraced in their sixties, Rose watched with a look of awe as she took hold of her friend's virgin ass.

They were almost melancholy when the snowplows arrived and cleared the way, revealing their car. Their journey had come to an end, but they would cherish the memories and relationships for a lifetime. On their last night at home, mom cooked a feast and opened three bottles of wine. The girls drank more than they should have and the son taught mom some dance moves.

The five of them ended up in the whirlpool bath together, and as the wine flowed, the clothes disappeared. He found himself on his back with Fleur on top, while sister made love to her girlfriend, and he watched as mom devoured Fleur. The evening concluded with his cock between mom's and sister's mouths, while Fleur guided their lips up and down his shaft. Harry discovered a new fantasy that night and wouldn't relent until their faces were covered in cum.