Too Great a Wand ch.19

By the time the sun was high in the sky, they found themselves alone at the top of the mountain. Taking a break, they tumbled onto a soft pile of snow, enjoying the breathtaking view and ignoring it as they made love. One thing led to another, and Fleur straddled him, her jacket unzipped and her naked breasts exposed to the cold as she rubbed against his hardness covered by snowy pants.
"I knew I would find you somewhere." Rose's voice reached them above the creaking of the lift. Harry jerked his head in surprise as Fleur leaned back even more, the sun's rays bouncing off her pale, naked breasts. Rose came into his line of sight, throwing her snowboard onto the snow, landing beside them. She pressed against Fleur, who kissed her warmly, then turned her cheek so that both of them were gazing at Harry.

"Kiss your brother," Fleur breathed, her thighs tightening around his hips as her wet lips parted.

Rose looked adorable, with snowflakes clinging to her long lashes and white fur covering her face. When her rosy lips met his, Harry felt Fleur moving away from him. Then he got lost in the touch of the small sister's delicate fingers on his face. The cold air teased his penis, then the wet warmth, and Fleur continued to move alongside him.

He turned his head to break the kiss and see what she was doing, but Rose wouldn't allow it. The lips of his small sister curved into a smile, and then he felt something warm and delightfully smooth beneath his hand. Rose giggled as they kissed, the warmth leaving his penis for a chilling moment. Then her naked behind slid under his hand and settled on him, and his wet cock slid into her dripping pussy with a slow thrust.

"Rose moaned, her hands clenched into fists on his jacket as she slowly leaned back onto his cock. "I forgot... how good..."

"Thank you," Fleur sighed, collapsing onto his side, and the icy snow scattered around them and evaporated within moments. "Jesus... this is so fucking hot."

The blonde squeezed one of her large breasts, her torso tensing, and her fingers pointed as she touched herself with her other hand. Her pants grew taut and shifted around her hand as she rolled onto his side, trying to press as much of herself against him and Rose as she could. He kissed her, but she broke away after a second, her gaze wandering to where his cock disappeared into the crotch of sister.

"Fuck her, Harry," Fleur breathed, her eyes darkened with circles, and her body trembling as she hovered on the edge of orgasm. "Fuck your little sister's tight pussy."

"Yes!" Rose's scream echoed through the mountains, her fingers digging into Harry's arms as she held onto him, and her body stiffened as orgasm washed over her. "Oh God, Fleur... I can feel every inch of him... I'm going to come... again!"

Fleur sank to her knees, her hands pulling Harry's sister's face into a passionate kiss as she climaxed once more. Rose's jacket fell open, her shirt disappeared, and the girls made love. All the while, Harry gripped the firm hips of his sister and fucked her with determination.

After a few minutes, the snow around him turned into ice, and he thrust Rose out of the depression they had made. The amazing teen barely knew what was happening. Her body was limp, and her skin covered in steaming sweat, even in such cold weather. As Harry took her from behind, amazed once again as her firm teen breasts refused to bounce as he pounded her, Rose climaxed again, and Fleur's filthy words filled his ear as he flooded sister's pussy with his cum.
Falling back onto the snow, he gasped as steam rose from his body, and he watched as Fleur nestled herself between Rose's spread thighs and licked his cum from her pussy. The sight made him stiffen again, but the girls warned him that a long day awaited him.

"I desire you," Fleur breathed into his mouth, pulling her close, but she pulled away after a hot kiss with a mischievous smile.

"And I desire you, but I'm sore, and there's something else I desire just as much." Her eyes met sister's eyes as she pressed her lips to his ear, and after looking at Rose, who stood above them, she knew exactly what her friend was saying to her. "Tonight, you will fuck your aunt's ass, and I will watch as your sister devours me... Do you want to watch that? And then, to show my... appreciation... Daph will join your sister and us in the hot tub, where you can do anything you want to us... anything. And I really hope you want what I think you want because her tiny ass will look so hot with your huge cock sliding into it."

She turned to him at the end with a cheeky smile, and he felt her smile turn wolfish as she glanced at his sister.

"It may have been a mistake to set you two up." Rose smiled and helped her friend up. "You're going to join forces against me, aren't you?"

"We would need an army of help to stand a chance," he said, earning a nod from Fleur and a smile from sister.

"Just as I said before, Fleur," Rose said to her friend, "whatever you want... If I can have those two things." "Of course," Fleur said. As Harry stood up, the taller blonde draped her arms around his sister, hugging her tightly. There's nothing hotter than two topless girls embracing in the snow, unless they're kissing like lovers. "But you have to tell me every detail. I'll get to know her side, but I want to know yours too.

The blonde's blue eyes sparkled with excitement as Harry directed their attention to him.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's about the Red Notebook," Rose said, and when he furrowed his brow, she dismissed it. "I'll tell you about it later. We better get off the mountain before it's too late, or mom will be furious."

"Listen to her, alright?" Fleur said, fastening her jacket around her chin. Rose strapped herself to the board as her friend approached closer. "If it's no big deal to you, but I know that Rose really cares about it, and... you can help her. Who knows, you might even have a good time?"

"You love this, don't you?"

"The thrill is killing you, isn't it?" Lunging forward to kiss him, she held onto him tightly, then hopped onto her board.

Harry had his suspicions about the Red Notebook after Rose's allusion, and he let them believe they had him hooked. They glided down the powder that softened under the afternoon sun. Harry suspected they had another two or three days of good snow ahead if another storm didn't come.

The girls ran into the house after stowing their gear, but Harry remained outside. The car was still buried in snow, but he spent an hour clearing off the solar panels and ensuring all the ventilation holes were clear. When he entered the house, his hands were already thawed, and the sounds from upstairs indicated that the girls were getting ready for the evening.
He was taken aback as he passed by the bathroom and saw a couple emerging from the shower, and even more shocked when the door opened and he saw the dripping, naked figures of mom2 and Daphne. Daphne smiled at him and waved him in.

"The water is hot, and you look like you could use it." A blush spread from her aunt's cheeks down her neck as she stood behind the little girl, but she made no move to hide what they were doing. He took her up on her offer and slipped out of his clothes, finding a warm welcome in their embrace.

They didn't let things progress further, limiting themselves to touching and caressing and occasional quick sucking, but he didn't mind. It was a welcome respite, and he drew closer to both of them as they silently washed each other. It was clear that mom and Daphne had a connection. They not only shared similar fetishes but also hobbies, and Harry found solace in this budding relationship.

After the shower, Harry collapsed onto the bed and passed out for a few hours, waking up to the smell of something delicious baking in the oven. Getting dressed, he followed the sounds of laughter downstairs and found the girls and mom enjoying a platter of cheese and meat, accompanied by champagne.

"And here he is." Mom's smile was slightly softened, indicating that it wasn't her first glass. "Hungry?"

"Hungry," Harry replied, and she jumped up and started pulling pans out of the oven.

"She wanted to cook a special feast for her foster son," Rose said, smiling with amusement at her mom as she walked away. "Before you enjoy your special feast."

"Not at the table, Rose," mom warned with a hint of firmness that was uncharacteristic of her. "We're going to have a pleasant conversation and a delightful meal before... anything else happens."

"She's excited about tonight," Fleur whispered, approaching and pressing herself against Harry. "She's been oscillating between excitement and irritability for an hour, but when she heard you were coming downstairs, she seemed to relax."

"Girls, please, set the table. The food is ready. I just need to pour Harry his beer." Fleur winked at him as her mom bustled around the kitchen, and with a quick kiss, she slipped away to help her friends set the table.

"Everything okay?" Harry asked, stepping closer and wrapping his arm around his mom's waist. The feeling of her rounded hips under the tight apron made blood rush to his pants, even more so when she blinked at him from beneath long lashes and her arms spread, revealing a neckline that had a devastating effect.

"I'm all... Daphne gave me... entertainment." A pretty pink hue tinged her cheeks as she glanced down. "Now that it's... comfortable, I'm really looking forward to later..." Her eyes shifted to him, full of concern, shyness, and excitement all at once.

"I love you," Harry said, and the worry vanished from her face as she pulled him into a warm kiss.

"I love you too, my beautiful boy," she said with a smile before her eyes widened. "Carrots!"

Breaking free from his embrace, she rushed to the stove and turned off the burner where the glazed carrots were warming. He helped her serve the dishes family-style, and they all sat down to the meal. The conversation never became dull or awkward, and Harry found that he could barely taste the delicious food because he was so absorbed in Fleur and Rose, who sat beside him.