Harry Incubus ch.8

Harry's eyes flicked open, and he saw his mother sinking onto the corner of the couch, her eyes wide and fixed on his face as she pressed her hands to her belly. Her face seemed to beg, but he couldn't tell if it was a plea for escape or an invitation to join. When the clasp of his pants came undone, his mother's lips parted, and the tip of her tongue slid along the inner side of her upper lip, and he saw the promise in her eyes. He was nearly there, knowing he would have her soon, but he tore his attention away from his enchanting stepmother and allowed her to descend onto the blondes pressed against him. Strangely, he didn't feel the least bit embarrassed as the twins removed his shirt and pulled down his pants. He focused on the twins and the growing hunger to consume them.

"Centuries have passed since..." Bellatrix whispered, her eyes fixated on the smooth hardness of his cock, which had risen before her.

"For me too," Narcissa breathed.

They moved to kneel in front of him, but Harry's desire was too great, and he grabbed them both by the waist, sinking to the carpet on his knees. His mother was yelling something, but he paid no attention, blood rushing to his ears and the painting of both women as he tore their dresses. In his all-encompassing desire and youthful impatience, expensive fabrics tore, buttons popped, and he pulled both women on top of him. They were slender enough that he could wrap one arm around both and still had room for his hands to explore. In front of his face flashed matching bras and panties, white lace for Narcissa and black for Bellatrix. Then their lingerie was torn away, and he greedily took in their nakedness.
Bellatrix didn't let him admire their slender curves and small, firm breasts for long before her limbs entwined around him. A hot wetness welcomed the tip of his cock. Then he submerged into the depths of the woman, losing awareness of his surroundings and himself as she gripped him tightly. Narcissa's lips met his, moaning into his mouth as he delved into her sister to the hilt.

Bellatrix let out a sharp cry of pleasure as she stretched around his girth, and her tightness gradually accepted his full length. As she did, her scent filled his head. With one hand under Bellatrix's buttocks, he pulled her sister closer as they kissed, his fingers gripping him by the base as they slid between her sister and his body.

"Fuck," he groaned, feeling Narcissa's lips curl in a grimace as she felt the tremors.

"Hurry, my love, I need this too," Narcissa gasped.

"Nggh!" Bellatrix protested, her fingers gripping his sides as she pulled him with each thrust, not wanting their connection to end anytime soon.

The hunger within him wouldn't be denied, and he felt his orgasm building within moments. The stimulation of these beautiful twins and his own desire were too much for him to last long. Bellatrix's back arched as his cock pulsed, and he witnessed her eyes roll back into her skull as her body began to convulse in orgasm with his first release. Just like with Blaise in the car. The woman went limp beneath him, a sigh of ecstasy escaping her throat.

Harry didn't have time to focus on what was happening with Bellatrix because Narcissa pushed him up, swinging her slender leg over her sleeping sister and pressing her ass against him. As the blonde leaned over her sister and her buttocks pressed against him, his cock slipped out of Bellatrix, and the hunger returned as he caught the scent of her sex. The musky aroma made his heart pound again, and his cock swelled anew as he pressed it into Narcissa.

The twins were similar in almost every way, from the tightness of their pussies to the scent that filled his head. Too small to take his full length, he watched as Narcissa's head lifted and her hair cascaded over her shoulders as his cock filled every inch of her.

This wasn't slow and gentle lovemaking. It was intense and immediate fucking because the hunger within them fueled the action. His hands clenched around the woman's slender waist, and he watched her pert little ass quake with each powerful thrust. Her small breasts jiggled, and the cries echoed in staccato rhythm as he felt her tightness quiver in orgasm around his cock. The pleasure was too great, and with the quelling of the raging hunger within him, he filled Narcissa's tight pussy. Narcissa stiffened beneath him, then went limp, collapsing onto her sister. Bellatrix was awakened from the pleasure coma and wrapped an arm around Narcissa, holding her close, while her other hand reached out to drag her nails across the sensitive skin on the inside of his thigh.

"I still feel your gift... within me. It's a warm glow, pushing away the icy darkness that ruled for so long... Thank you, my Lord."
Harry Potter didn't trust himself enough to speak, swaying on his knees as a whirlwind of emotions engulfed him. The feeling he rarely, if ever, experienced towards these two blonde beauties awakened within him, and he could feel himself sinking deep into it.

"This is love," Narcissa murmured, her movements slow and awkward as she twisted within the arms of her sisters.

Blinking his eyes, the woman's pupils dilated and contracted, a disconcerting rhythm Harry found troubling. Her emotionless facial expression vanished as her pupils relaxed, and the smile on her lips became akin to her sisters'.

"Will this break the curse? Love?" Bellatrix asked, glancing from her sister to him, her lips curving into a seductive smile as her fingers slid up and down his shaft, teasing the base of his cock and making him shudder.

"Mhmm, I think we might need another sample, just to be sure," Narcissa purred, tucking her legs beneath her and shifting, pulling Bellatrix along with her. "What do you say, sister?"

"Mhmmhmm," Bellatrix murmured, her firm buttocks rising above her head as she leaned forward.

A pair of hands pressed on his chest, pushing him back as the women moved as one. Hearing their breathless giggles as their hands caressed his thighs, he sighed in admiration, watching the fantasy unfold before him. He wanted to look up and see what his mother was doing, but his sixth sense held him back, allowing his fingers to slip into the silken blonde hair of the twins.

Their sky-blue eyes sparkled as they let him guide their faces downward. Turning their heads, they pressed their lips in rosebud shapes on either side of the head of his cock. He groaned in ecstasy as they sucked him. The sight of their beautiful faces, contorted in submissive pleasure, was only surpassed by the view of their buttocks arching before him.

"Your balls are so heavy and full of essence," Narcissa muttered. "I can feel it pulsing in them." Her eyes narrowed in a sly smile as her tongue slid along his sensitive flesh.

She smiled even wider as he quivered and slid lower to suck them into her mouth. Bellatrix smiled at her sister, rising so her pretty lips closed around the dripping tip of his cock. The woman's eyelids fluttered as her small pink tongue snatched a drop of precum, and Harry felt the room fill with the scent of her arousal.

"Mhmph," Bellatrix moaned, her eyes pleading for what he couldn't say as she sucked more and more of his cock into her fiery mouth.

The petite woman could only take half of his cock into her throat before her arms lifted and her eyes welled up. As she rose, her sister also rose from his balls, using her tongue to lick along the shaft to steal every drop of precum and saliva as they swapped positions. Narcissa's pupils widened as her tongue slid along the crevice of his shaft, tasting his precum. Then she sucked him deep but couldn't handle more than her sister.

While the twins weren't in a hurry to worship his cock, he rose on his elbow, allowing his free hand to explore their bodies. As Bellatrix sucked his thumb firmly, her sister sucked him, he released his finger and slid his hand down to caress her pert, small breasts. Her eyes closed, and her breath hissed as he twisted her small pink nipple, emitting a throaty moan as he pulled harder.
Bellatrix fell onto him, her arms wrapping around his neck as her lips found his. His second hand came into play as he sat down, guiding Narcissa's tight lips up and down his shaft, feeling another orgasm building inside him. Sensing he was getting close, Bellatrix broke the kiss with a muffled cry and pressed her cheek against the twins.

Harry Potter didn't trust himself enough to speak as Bellatrix fell onto him, her arms wrapping around his neck as her lips found his. His second hand came into play as he sat down, guiding Narcissa's tight lips up and down his shaft, feeling another orgasm building inside him. Sensing he was getting close, Bellatrix broke the kiss with a muffled cry and pressed her cheek against the twins.

Interlacing their fingers, the girls stroked him in perfect harmony, their nimble fingers milking every inch of his cock. Their eyes were fixated on the flickering tip. He couldn't hear their heavy breathing over his own, but their firm little breasts trembled delightfully, and their beautiful faces were flushed and openly hungry as they watched his cock pulsate in their grasp.

"I'm coming," he announced. "Drink it... together."

He heard another voice scream in terror a few seconds before his orgasm, but the vision of twin beauty dominated his sight. Clutching the back of their heads, he held on tight as a wave of pleasure overtook him. Curling his toes and trembling on his legs, he watched as the first thick burst of semen landed in the twins' open mouths, and then they shared it back and forth as it filled their mouths.

Energy surged through him as the women collapsed onto each other, raising their hands to their mouths as they shuddered and trembled. For a moment, he was terrified as they toppled onto his legs, but then he watched in awe as the faint traces of their age disappeared before his eyes. What began after they made love continued now as they took his seed into their mouths. He felt one more threshold to cross before they would finally break free from the Curse, but something else caught his attention.

He glanced up and saw his mother. Her dress clung to her hips, her thighs tightly gripped her hands, her chest heaved as if she had just run a marathon, and her eyes stared at the twins with something close to terror. As they rose to meet his gaze, the fear turned into a hunger so ravenous that it made him shudder.

Seeing his reaction, his mother let out another cry, saying something in a harsh language and jumping off the couch. He reached out to stop her, but the twins still held him down, and she slipped past and ran upstairs, her shoulders shaking. He couldn't help but sneak a peek under her dress as she passed, spotting light pink lace panties he had never seen before.

"Go to her," Narcissa whispered, sounding and looking drunk or drugged as she slid off Harry's leg and fell into her sister's arms. "She must have waited so long, my lord."

"She was called Ardata, born of nobility. She and her daughters found you, sir. Raised you. Protected you from the predation of worldly women... Ensured your purity for the Brotherhood..."