Harry's big dick porn adventure ch.21

Tracey didn't feel like cooking since Daphne was sick, so they decided to order something. He was about to ask Daphne if she fancied anything, but she had fallen asleep.

Even when the food arrived, it didn't feel quite right to sit and eat while she just lay there, but if she had no appetite, there was nothing they could do about it.

They sat and admired the sunset, and despite Daphne not being around, it was a productive day. Yawning, Harry noticed his phone flash, and he saw a text from Daphne. "Asking for water."

"I'm so tired anyway," she said, wrapping her arm around him. "Maybe we should lie down?"

"Yeah, you're right."

They talked about shooting another sex scene in the bathroom, but tomorrow would be a day too.

They brought the laptop with them to show Daphne, as well as the water she asked for. Walking into the bedroom, she didn't look better, but still adorable. "Do you feel better?"

She slowly shook her head and muttered, "How long did I sleep?"

"It's already evening," Harry said. He sat on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through her hair.

"I must have slept for ages," she said, gazing at her pillowcase. He opened a bottle of water for her, and she drank two-thirds of it. Once again, he helped her set it aside before she spilled it on the floor, and also assisted her with the nose spray and aspirin. "Do you think watching our clips will cheer you up?" Tracey asked, slipping off her panties.

Daphne nodded eagerly. "I see sperm stains on your legs." She was about to laugh, but instead, she coughed.

"Because our guy has abnormal semen," she said, exchanging glances with him. They lay beside her, keeping her company instead of leaving her alone. They showed her the clips that made her lips curve into a smile.

"That was some good sex... and you stole his toothbrush too," she said, wanting to chuckle but coughing instead.

"You were right," Tracey said. "Now that I got some dick, I want it again and again."

Harry chuckled at her words. Since he got hard again, looking at those clips, he could say the same about them. "I want both of you again and again," he told them.

"He's pitching a tent already," Daphne remarked, laying her hand on him. "I missed this... But I feel so awful."

He kissed her cheek. "It'll get better." "Did you upload it on OnlyFans?"

"Yes... But we'll check tomorrow, as usual." "Got it," she said, yawning again. "Can you wait for me?" "As always... But now you probably need to rest," Harry told her.

"Thank you... I can't wait to see how many fans we have."

"Me neither," he told her. He set the computer aside, and Tracey and he sandwiched her between them.

"I can't wait for the threesome either," she said, emitting a soft chuckle that sounded so endearing. "Trust me... me neither."

Chapter 11 He opened his eyes as the sunlight filled the room. It had been a week since Daphne fell ill, but yesterday she felt better and filmed a few scenes with them. She still complained about a sore throat, but she looked a thousand times healthier and regained her vigor. It was also a miracle that Tracey and he didn't feel sick either, which made her feel a little better because she didn't infect them.

Today she wanted to go to the beach, and none of them could refuse. The weather was perfect as usual, so hopefully, they'd have their peace there. After spending time with Daphne, Harry couldn't say he was so worried about getting caught. He felt a bit different than before, and Daphne definitely infected him with her open personality.

As usual in the morning, his morning chills spread across the sheets. Despite ejaculating three times yesterday, he was harder than ever. He watched Daphne's hand slide onto his erection and squeeze it on the bedsheet. He turned to her immediately, and she smiled radiantly.

"Good morning," she wished him.

He rubbed her radiant cheeks with his knuckles. She wasn't pale and sick anymore, but blooming and wonderful. "Good morning."

"I feel much better now," she said. "Do you have any symptoms?" Harry asked her.

She nodded eagerly. "I'm ready to dive your cock into my mouth again," she said with a laugh. "I can't wait for Tracey to wake up so we can see the number of fans... Something tells me the third girl will push us into an eight-digit number."

Harry smiled, and he liked it. "Seven-digit milestone... Jesus." It was two days ago when they logged into OnlyFans and almost fainted. Ten thousand fans... They just stared at the screen, and soon after, they started dancing around the living room. Essentially, they were making a hundred grand a month, and that didn't even include all the tips thrown at them and PPV content.

Harry was stunned, especially considering they had barely been at it for two months. This month they made about twenty thousand, and they promised to do something cool with that money, but the next month they were projected to make a hundred thousand. He used to think it would take a few years before they could afford a penthouse, but no, instead it would happen within a few months. Even their accountant fell silent when he explained their earnings to her, evidently questioning what the hell they were doing.

"As soon as I saw it... I felt a thousand times better," Daphne said. "Positive attitude surely heals."

"You're right," Harry said, agreeing with her because at the same time, he felt better than ever. "Imagine how far the threesome will take us?"

"There's only one way to find out," she said.

Tracey patted him on the shoulder, and he felt her warm, morning breath on his back. "Did you guys wake up?"

"Yes," Daphne said. "We were talking at the pillow... You guys definitely did it, judging by all the fans we have now."

"I still can't believe it... I must be dreaming." "You're not dreaming," Daphne said, laughing. "And the dream will last until the moon!" She rolled onto him and hugged him around the neck. He felt her heartbeat as she held him tightly and planted kisses along his neck. "I love you, Harry," she said, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I love you too, Daphne," Harry said, grabbing her butt. She rolled onto her side and made room for Tracey, who also cuddled up to him and pressed her breasts against his chest. "I love you too, Harry," Tracey said sweetly, pressing her chest closer to him.

"I love you too, Tracey."

"It's such an exciting feeling that we can both say it," she said. "Normals miss out on so much fun," Daphne said dismissively, waving her hand. She reached for the computer, but struggled to place it on her lap because of his erection. "Techy, your cock is in the way."

Harry chuckled when she called it that. He laid it flat on his stomach, and she placed the computer on top, but his cock sprang up like a coil and knocked the computer onto the floor.

Both Tracey and Daphne looked wide-eyed at what just happened, but then burst into laughter to the point where they almost fell off the bed. "Jesus," Harry said and had to bring the computer just in case something broke. He picked it up, and luckily, there wasn't a scratch.

"Did you see that?" Daphne asked, rolling around the bed, laughing with her arms crossed over her stomach. "I know it's that hard!" Tracey said, to the point where she started having cramps.

Both were in tears, hysterically kicking their legs. "Now that you've finished laughing, can we check it?" Harry asked.

They wiped their eyes and reached out to him. He pulled them both up, and they headed to the living room. Being naked, they sat on the couch, and Harry held the laptop on his lap, while his cock stood like a spear in front of him. While both were stroking it, he logged in and clicked on the number of fans. They had fifteen thousand fans, which would bring in a hundred and fifty thousand a month. "Jesus," he said, and it dawned on him that they were about to become multimillionaires.

Daphne actually let go of his cock and shot her fists in the air. "We're just climbing and climbing!" She raised her hand to both, and they high-fived her, and the slap had never been so satisfying. He still checked their OnlyFans page, and there were so many comments, chats, and requests that it was ridiculous.

"It's going to be hard to keep up with this," he said, and all this attention began to overwhelm him. "It's a lot."

"Much?" Daphne said, rolling her eyes. "It's freaking huge!

Tracey's hand still rested on his cock. "Am I the only one feeling nervous that there are so many people who like us?

"Doesn't it make you feel like a superstar?" Daphne asked.

"Kind of... but having so many eyes watching us. "And you know what," Daphne said, placing her fist on her bare hip. "There will be more... We'll reach the top, and no one will stop us!"

He closed the laptop with a snap. "Let's go eat something... The earlier we hit the beach, the better the privacy, and the more we can film."

They had prepared for this day, as they had also bought an underwater camera. They planned to take some crisp underwater shots, providing their fans with more novelties.

As they packed their bags, Daphne nudged him with her elbow. "We'd better go visit a few penthouses now," she said with a chuckle. "The day we were apartment hunting is already becoming nostalgic."

He nodded and knew she was right. "Yeah... you're right," he said with a laugh. "Let's do it tonight."

"I know a bit about business, but won't it take a few months if we start paying dividends?" Tracey asked.

He shook his head. "I've already talked to the accountant. We can buy it under the company's name. After all, it'll be our office."

The last sentence made them all laugh, and he couldn't understand how much fun they were having together. After grabbing all their stuff, they went outside. It was nearing the end of July, and it was hot outside. "But hot," Daphne said, wiping her forehead.
Harry found himself in the company of two beauties as they continued down to the beach. Fortunately, at this time, the beach wasn't swarming with kids and surfers. "What do you feel like doing first?" he asked.

"For weeks I've been craving your cock," Daphne declared. "I'm cock-hungry, to put it bluntly."

"Well then, let's go straight to the threesome," Harry suggested. "But I want to see your skills before you jump on my wand."

"Oh," Tracey chimed in, twirling her hair around her finger. "That sounds amazing. It's been ages since we've done this."

"Yes," Daphne agreed, her nipples hardening. "It'll heat us up."

"Do you have any preferences for positions in the threesome?" Tracey asked, her voice a mix of uncertainty and excitement.

"Daphne will take my wand while I feast on you," Harry proposed. "I can't wait," Daphne replied.
They walked down to the beach and made their way to the spot where they had been before. They laid out a towel, and I gazed out at the ocean while seagulls soared above the rolling waves. Lowering my gaze, I saw Daphne and Tracey exploring each other like two horny teenagers. I made sure the coast was clear and no one was approaching us. "Alright," I said, setting up the tripod and camera. "Do your thing." I had never seen a live lesbian show, but they began embracing until their lips met eagerly. Daphne slipped her tongue into Tracey's mouth, sucking on her plump lips while grabbing onto her buttocks. They glanced sideways at me, perhaps making sure I was watching.

Harry Potter sank to his knees and toppled onto her. They removed their bikinis until they were both completely naked, their bodies fitting together like two perfectly matched puzzle pieces. "Do you know my favorite number?" Daphne asked, biting her lip.