Halloween: The Aftermath - Chapter 12

It was a month after their lustful encounter that found Harry Potter laying with his new fiancé Fleur Delacour on the lounger on a private beach in Greece. Naked as the day they were born, Fleur was laying on top of him, rubbing her pussy on his large cock as it caressed her slick lips. She groaned and mewled as his cock probed her pussy, her large tits rolling with each movement over his naked chest.

On the other lounger laid Narcissa on top of her husband, her posture a perfect copy of the blonde veela as she peppered James’ neck with featherlight kisses. The man was happily smiling with his eyes closed as a gentle sea breeze blew across the beach.

The past month had been filled with nothing but bad intentions on part of the three. James kept relatively away from the action, only taking part with his wife, while the young couple and Narcissa teased each other every chance they got.

Narcissa had been stunned at first when one morning, she had been pulled behind the bathroom door and kissed firmly by Fleur before Harry had emerged from behind and hiked her nightdress up, taking her in front of his girlfriend who had looked on with a wicked smirk on her face. That was when it had truly sunk in for Narcissa – this veela was as much of a deviant as she and Harry were, and possibly even more. The French woman had brought out a side of Harry that she had seen only fleeting flashes of.

They had gone to have dinner a few nights later, and halfway through it, she had felt someone pushing their feet inside the slit of her dress and pushing her knickers to the side before prodding her pussy with their toes. Startled, she had looked at Harry, only to find him engaged in a Quidditch conversation with his father. That had left only one person with nothing else to do, and one look had confirmed it for her. Yes. Fleur Delacour was a massive deviant.

Nothing had happened between them in the first week. Harry and Fleur had slept together every night, and their shared passion had been audible for them all to hear. The woman really didn’t try to keep it down, and it had made for a happy time for her and James.

It was in the second week that Harry went back to France with Fleur for a few weeks. They had visited her parents to talk about their upcoming wedding. However, before they had gone, Fleur had told her in no uncertain terms that things would escalate once they got back, and that she was looking forward to having her in their bed. The young woman was certainly marking herself as the one by Harry’s side, and Narcissa wholeheartedly understood. She was in it for the physical and nothing else.

The couple had arrived back from France the previous night, and Harry had told them of the arrangements he had made for their upcoming trip to Greece, where they were planning to be wed in a private ceremony with no one but their close families in attendance. For the entire day, she had been subjected to meaningful looks from Harry and Fleur. It didn’t take much for her to realize that it was going to be a special trip.

They had arrived in advance, and the remaining guests were due to arrive in the evening. It had made for a relaxing holiday so far, but Narcissa would be lying if she said she hadn’t been looking forward to the night she was undoubtedly going to spend with Harry and Fleur.

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Harry stood at the beach staring into the distance where his new wife was smirking at something her sister said, a glass of champagne in his hand. He was too far away to hear what they were talking about, but he had a very good idea what they were discussing if the small glances Fleur threw at him indicated anything.

“There’s the married man,” a voice came from behind, and he turned with a smile. He embraced Sirius who came with a beautiful woman hanging off his arm, the rugged dog having cleaned himself up pretty nicely for once.

“Hey Padfoot” he smiled, but his eyes quickly rested upon his wife once again.

“Merlin, I can’t believe you’re so whipped, Harry. You’ve barely taken your eyes off her all night,” Sirius remarked with a chuckle. Harry shrugged, looking askance at Sirius for him to introduce the woman he had hanging off his arm.

“This lovely lady is Miss Jeanette Beaufort,” Sirius smiled, managing not to butcher the woman’s name.

“You’re Fleur’s ballet instructor. She always speaks highly of you,” Harry smiled, pressing a soft kiss to the woman’s proffered hand.

“I should ‘ope so,” the woman smiled, “I’ve taught her since she was a leetle thing. And now look at ‘er, all grown and married, to an international Quidditch star, no less.”

Harry smiled easily.

“I got lucky with such a woman, I should say. Still don’t know what she sees in me, to be honest.”

Jeanette smirked.

“A ‘umble one. She’s done good. Take care of her, Monsieur Potter.”

Harry nodded. “I intend to.”

Jeanette nodded and tugged at Sirius’ arm, who grinned at her before nodding at Harry. He saw them turn to walk inside the bungalow they had rented and shook his head.

“Bloody hell, Padfoot. I’ve no idea how you managed to charm her. Good for you though,” he smirked as the older couple went inside, their intentions obvious.

“And what are you smirking about?” A voice came from his right, and Harry grinned. He turned and cupped her cheek before dropping a soft kiss on the corner of her lips. Narcissa hummed in delight.

“Padfoot has got some company for the night, it seems.”

Narcissa chuckled. “Has he? Good for him then.”

“Where’s Dad?”

Narcissa gestured with her head, and Harry turned to see his father talking with Remus, the two men having engaged Fleur’s father Julian in what seemed to be a nice chat.

“He’s told me that he’s planning to have a late night with his buddies, drinking and playing some games,” Narcissa whispered from behind him as Harry smirked.

“Has he? Seems he knows the plan for the night then.”

“Mm-hmm. He sure does.”

“You’re sure about this, right? That you really want to try?”

Narcissa nodded. “The fact that I’m not pregnant already is only by pure luck and nothing else, and I plan to take the potion. There’s no way we’re gonna fail tonight.”

Harry nodded in return, “Just making sure that you are.”

He caught his wife’s eyes, who looked at the two of them with a smirk and nodded. It was pretty late already, and most of the guests had already gone inside, with only a few gallivanting around the beach. He saw Gabrielle walking hand in hand with his best man Neville and grinned when he looked at him. Neville sheepishly returned his grin before he walked with Gabrielle in the distance.

“Never thought that boy had it in him. They’re going to do it outside, you think?”

Harry chuckled. “I’m damn sure they are. Why? You want to do it in the open?”

Narcissa shook her head with a chuckle. “Maybe some other time. Tonight, it’s the bedroom. C’mon,” she grabbed his arm and Harry looped her arm with his as they joined his wife who was standing with her mother.

“I’m going to leave my daughter in your capable hands, ‘Arry,” Apolline Delacour smiled as Harry wrapped his arms around his wife and gave her a gentle kiss, smiling softly.

“Goodnight, Apolline,” he smiled. Apolline nodded at the trio before she walked inside.

“Come inside in ten minutes, husband. I need to prepare something,” Fleur smirked before grabbing Narcissa’s arm, who looked surprised for a moment before following behind. Harry stared at their retreating backs as they swayed rhythmically, hypnotizing him before he shook his head and sighed.

He looked over at the ocean and muttered to himself, “Women.”

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Harry would be lying if he said that he was not looking forward to what the night would bring. Fleur and he had refrained from having sex since the previous week, and all the while, the minx had teased him in ways innumerable, from skimpy clothing to bare naked poses, from skin brushing softly to direct caresses, and even more. Safe to say, there was a lot of pent-up sexual frustration that he had been keeping at bay, and he could not wait to let himself loose tonight.

He smiled when the door came into sight and pushed it open. His eyes took in the dimly lit room for barely a moment before he closed the door behind him and applied the privacy charms.

The first thing he saw was the almost naked figure of his lovely wife, clad in a pair of white stockings and a white garter belt with her necklace around her neck, engaged in a heated kiss with his other lover who was equally naked, clad in a pair of red stockings and a red garter belt with nothing else on her alluring frame, and he admired the erotic sight the two goddesses bestowed upon him.

Their lovely tits were mashed up against each other, their arms wrapped around each other, and their bodies rubbed sensually against each other. Harry could hardly wait.

“Well, it looks like the man of the hour is here,” Fleur said with a smirk as she turned to look at him. Narcissa squeezed her breast gently, coaxing a sigh of pleasure from the alluring veela.

“I believe it’s time, mon amour,” she whispered sultrily.

“At last,” Harry grunted as he took off his shirt.

“Allow me,” Narcissa said huskily when he was about to take his pants off, and walked over to him with a sway of her hips that looked so enticing that Harry was ready to disregard her words and jump her right then and there. He refrained though, and Narcissa smirked before softly unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down with his boxers in one swift movement. His rigid cock sprang free, and she quickly grabbed hold of it and started stroking. Harry groaned.

On the bed, Fleur smirked before laying down and spreading her legs, showing her companions her dripping slit, slick with her juices. She was elegantly trimmed down there, a small ‘H’ drawn right over her clit, and Harry grinned.

“Do you mind if I go down on him first?” Narcissa asked, turning around to look at Fleur, who smirked and nodded. She smiled before pecking Harry and dropped to the floor on her knees, looking up at him in adoration.

“Suck my cock, Cissy,” he ordered, and Narcissa felt the familiar thrill of a submissive course through her. Obediently, she took him inside her wet mouth, her tongue wrapping around his girth as her hand softly stroked him. Harry sighed.

Fleur grinned when she saw her husband’s stepmother and lover lowering herself to the ground and obediently following his words. Her eyes met his, and she got up before taking a place beside Narcissa. She looked up at him before bending forward and licking his balls.

The two witches quickly developed a rhythm where Narcissa sucked his cock while Fleur played with his balls. He groaned under the double assault as his hands buried in their blonde manes, caressing their silky tresses as they kept hustling.

“Merlin, you’re both so good,” he grunted and looked down, only to be met by two pairs of stormy grey and oceanic blue eyes, seductive and filled with lust, whispering sweet promises of what the night would entail.

“I don’t want any bit of my seed to be wasted tonight. So, keep that in mind. All of it belongs inside your pussies tonight, and that’s where it will all be.”

Narcissa’s eyes glinted while Fleur grinned and pulled the older woman back.

“You heard the man. Come on,” She stood up and went over to lie down on the bed. Narcissa shook her head and walked away, laying down on the other end and leaving a large spot in the middle. Harry climbed between them, and the two witches wrapped his arms around them.

His lips found Fleur’s first, demanding and scorching as she pushed her tongue firmly inside his mouth. He pulled her close by her waist, and the blonde started to rub her pussy over his thighs, hellbent on getting any kind of contact with him. Narcissa started to suck the skin on the side of his neck, her teeth gently nibbling on his flesh as she rubbed his front. Harry squeezed their butts and caressed the jiggling flesh in both his palms before he pulled away from Fleur and turned to repeat the same with Narcissa, who wholeheartedly reciprocated. His lips were too familiar now for her to know how he liked it, something no one other than his wife was aware of.

Finally, Narcissa pulled back and looked at Fleur.

“It’s your wedding night. Go ahead.”

Fleur grinned and threw her leg over his body, straddling him. Her ass jiggled with the movement as she rested her needy pussy right over the length of his cock, rubbing the slick slit against his erection.

“Mmm… I missed this so much these past nights,” she whispered sexily, grinning at him before grabbing his cock and lining the head against her entrance. She didn’t even hesitate and dropped firmly, taking all of him inside her in one go. In no time, she built up the familiar rhythm of sliding up and down his length, taking his cock inside her cunt like a pro.

Harry could only grunt as his sexy wife bounced atop him, mesmerized as he was by taking in the magnificent sight of this vixen’s naked body.

“I know she’s sex incarnate, buy I’d love it if you did something for me as well,” Narcissa smirked as she straddled his face, and Harry chuckled as she lowered her pussy over his mouth. His tongue probed, and Narcissa mewled in pleasure as Harry tasted her. She could feel his slick tongue slithering around her pussy before he gave a harsh lick.

Fleur chuckled at the dazed look the older woman was sporting as she continued to bounce her bubble butt on her husband’s waist. Husband, the term sent a jolt of pleasure through her. She was his and he was hers after this night. Although they had Narcissa as well, and she was looking forward to enjoying the exotic daughter of the House of Black who was also her mother-in-law.

She looked at Narcissa and smiled when the older woman grinned at her. Leaning, forward, she captured her left nipple inside her mouth and felt Harry grab her ass firmly before he started to brutally hammer inside her. Narcissa cried out in shock as Fleur gave a harsh tug on her nipple and rolled her tongue around it, her breathing laboured as Harry continued to eat her out. She held Fleur to herself, supporting her shaking frame as she came around Harry’s magnificent cock. Both women started to grind their asses against his cock and mouth respectively, Fleur riding out her orgasm and Narcissa chasing hers.

Fleur pulled back and grinned before Narcissa locked her lips with hers. The two blonde women made out without restraint as their pussies were ploughed by their shared lover.

It didn’t take long for the older woman to reach her climax, and now it was Fleur’s turn to hold her as she convulsed over Harry’s face, who was still thrusting slowly inside his wife.

Narcissa panted heavily against Fleur’s bosom as she came down from her orgasmic high, and it felt oddly liberating to be held so intimately by another woman so younger than her.

Fleur pulled away slowly from Narcissa and started to get up, moaning when Harry’s slick and rock-hard prick slithered out of her well-fucked hole and smiled at the sight of her orgasmic nectar all over his lap. She looked over at Narcissa who was now sitting beside Harry’s head and grinned.

“Ready to have him inside you, Narcissa?”

The older woman smirked before looking at Harry and made to move over him. However, she frowned when Fleur stopped her firmly.

“Get up, mon amour,” she instructed her husband, who sat up and moved to the side. Fleur lay against the headboard and spread her legs, and they saw the puffy lips of her pussy quivering.

“I want you to eat me out, Narcissa, as Harry takes you from behind like the bitch you are,” she smirked, and Narcissa chuckled.

“You’re having too much fun with this, veela,” she remarked.

“Get working, bitch,” Fleur grinned dangerously, to which Narcissa simply responded with a sigh.

“As you wish, veela slut. But you will return the favour,” Narcissa remarked with a glint in her eyes and lowered herself to her hands and knees, looking behind at Harry who lined himself against her with a smirk.

“Knock me up tonight, lover. Give me your seed. Make me the mother of your child.”

Harry grinned at her, aroused beyond belief as he stared at Narcissa’s heart-shaped ass lifted high up for his pleasure. His cock probed her sodden cunt as Narcissa looked at Fleur.

“Didn’t you hear me, veela slut? You will return the favour. Don’t think you’re the superior one here. Turn around and eat me out as my lover fucks me, and I will help you out.”

Fleur stared at Narcissa for a long moment before she grinned. Harry shook his head at the antics of his wife and watched on as she lay under Narcissa, presenting her gushing pussy to the older woman. He felt her lick his balls and looked down to see her smiling face. He grinned before slamming inside Narcissa with a powerful thrust, tearing through her inner walls and making the older woman cry out in abject pleasure.

“FUCK!”

Harry gave no quarter, and neither did Fleur. Narcissa’s pussy was assaulted by cock and mouth simultaneously as she sucked on Fleur’s lower lips, who wrapped her legs around Narcissa’s head and pulled her close.

“Yes, give it to me!”

Harry grunted and kept pounding away. He hadn’t climaxed so far that night, and he had no intention to cum before these two women were ready to take his seed and let it hold root inside their wombs. They had taken the fertility potions for the night, and Harry was sure they would get pregnant tonight, but before he actually knocked them up, he was going to make them beg for it.

He grinned and delivered a vicious slap to Narcissa’s plump ass, watching in satisfaction as it jiggled enticingly and coaxing a harsh laugh from the blonde against his wife’s pussy. He could feel Fleur licking his slick cock every once in a while as he kept moving it in and out of Narcissa’s cunt and chuckled.

“Merlin, fucking yesss!”

Harry chuckled and continued to thrust in and out of Narcissa’s quivering pussy, relishing in the moans of the blonde as they echoed around the silenced room. His wife’s sexy mewls as Narcissa played with her pussy and clit also set the mood, turning his wedding bed into an object of abject debauchery. Never had he imagined that he would be fucking Narcissa and Fleur together in his marriage bed, but he’d never imagined fucking Narcissa and eventually getting her pregnant with his child either.

That thought sent another thrill through him, and he redoubled his efforts, slamming viciously inside her as she cried out in pleasure.

“I’m close. Get together, you two. I’ll fuck you together,” Harry grunted and shifted slightly when Fleur turned around. He looked down to see their pussies placed together, their clits rubbing as Narcissa rested her entire frame over Fleur. Their lovely tits mashed together, both so large and round that there remained considerable space between their upper abdomen. He watched on as their fingers interlaced and Fleur placed their arms above her head, pulling Narcissa firmly against her and locking their legs together.

Overall, Fleur had created the perfect set-up for him and Harry wasted no time. He started to alternately thrust inside both pussies, watching as they sucked him inside as if intending to never let go.

“Oh yes baby, just like that. Fuck me, lover! Fuck me and knock me up!”

“Oui mon amour! Give it to me! Give me your seed, ‘Arry!”

Harry relished in Fleur’s accented cry and Narcissa’s pleas as he continued to hammer inside them. His pace quickened, and he knew he was close.

Right when he entered Narcissa with a powerful thrust, he came undone. The first shot of his load splattered her inner walls, and Narcissa cried out in delight. Quickly, Harry tightened his pelvis and held his seed at bay, pulling out of Narcissa and slamming vehemently inside his wife, and letting loose. Fleur sighed in pleasure as she felt her husband’s potent seed slither into her fertile womb.

Both women looked at each other as Harry continued to alternately shoot his load inside them, and locked their lips together in a heated kiss. Nothing needed to be said. They knew they were going to get knocked up tonight, and both were going to give birth to the child of the same man.

Fleur pulled away and looked at Narcissa, intending to tell her how she would love her child as her own, but nothing came out. Narcissa looked at the younger woman with a smile and nodded.

“I know. And same.”

Fleur gave her a brilliant smile and embraced her, as the two women kissed ardently, their silent pact sealed as Harry watched on with a smile.

With a sigh, he pulled out and watched on as Narcissa got off Fleur. His wife looked at him and crawled over, cuddling up with him and looking at Narcissa.

“So, feel any different?”

Narcissa looked over and smiled.

“I certainly do. I don’t know if I’m pregnant or not, but this… this feels different somehow.”

“I want to say something,” Fleur said with a stern look, “I hope what you two had would not be a regular occurrence, and you two won’t betray me.”

Harry tightened his hold around his wife and pulled her onto his lap, nuzzling the side of her neck. Fleur sighed.

“I promise, love. Nothing will happen that you don’t want.”

Narcissa nodded. Fleur opened her mouth to speak before she shut it abruptly and looked down and giggled.

“Looks like someone else wants some attention first,” she smirked, before looking over at Narcissa, “why don’t we satisfy this one for the night?

The two blonde beauties, with their naked bodies, flushed red and sweaty, shot each other similar smirks before turning to look at the only male in attendance. Harry grinned when he was pushed on his back as the two lovely ladies came on either side of him, their large tits mashing up against his chest as his hands found their usual resting place on the swell of their curvy asses.

Sure, he might not get intimate with Narcissa all alone, but he had no doubt that there would be many nights in the future for the three of them. He knew his wife very well, and what a sexual deviant she was. There was no way she wouldn’t invite other women in.

His eyes rested on their flat stomachs for a moment.

‘Not for long,’ he thought to himself with a smirk as he pulled his wife into a searing kiss, ready for another round and intending to knock them up if they weren’t already.

All was well.

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Fin.