Loan Shark (Ch. 9)(Exclusive)

Loan Shark

Chapter 9

Matching squeals reverberated off of his bedroom walls as the night got even later. The owners of those squeals were laying face to face and staring each other in the eyes. The Indian twins blushed deeply as they both gasped in pleasure. Between their legs was their Lord, Harry Potter.

Harry moaned as he thrust his lubed-up cock back and forth between their perfectly smooth mounds. With every thrust, the big, fat head of his cock would beat and batter their hard and swollen clits, making them cry out with cute, little mewls of pleasure. Parvati was on top, as she was the more dominant of the pair. As such, her sexy ass was exposed to him as he jackhammered his cock between them, fucking their clits. He slid his hand up her spine until he was gripping the back of her thin, graceful neck. “Spread your ass,” he commanded her.

Almost instantly, she reached back with both hands and gripped her perky cheeks. Harry watched as she opened them up, showing him everything that she had to offer. Her tight, brown hole winked at him every time his cock hit her clit. Wetting the pad of his thumb with his saliva, he placed his hand on her spread ass and used his thumb to massage the rim of her naughty hole. He could feel her body tremble under his touch.

Parvati’s eyes fluttered as she felt Harry playing with her hole. Her tits were mashed up against her sister’s identical breasts, and their nipples were rubbing together, making them incredibly hard and sensitive. While Harry loved fucking them when they were alone, he very much preferred having a threesome with the twin beauties. ‘What man wouldn’t?’ Parvati thought to herself as Harry pulled his cock from between them, leaving their clits engorged from the repeated pounding. As their bodies laid flat, their clits touched, making them blush further. Padma’s body bucked underneath her as she let out a gasp. Parvati knew that she had been penetrated. Whorish moans left her mouth as Harry’s hips began to move, meanwhile, Parvati was nuzzling her face against her sister’s cheek while Harry played with her crinkled hole. Parvati couldn’t get enough of it. She discovered that she adored anal play after jumping into Harry’s bed. Suddenly, she squealed as Harry’s cock penetrated her wet pussy. Her walls stretched around him, hugging him tightly as it pulled out and leaving only the head inside of her. His hips pushed forward. Parvati felt herself stretch once again. “Holy fuck!” she cried out as her g-spot was hit. His monstrous cock just kept going until it was stopped by her cervix wall. His battering ram of a penis hit her cervix, sending pain and pleasure up and down her body.

Whining pathetically when he pulled out, she was forced to wait her turn while he brutally fucked her sister underneath her. Padma wrapped her arms around her slender waist while her body bucked and spasmed. Her breathing increased and became ragged with every passing second. Parvati was forced to bite her lower lip from the pleasure of Padma’s hard nipples rubbing against hers. When her sister finally squealed in release, Harry immediately pulled out and placed the tip of his cock against her backdoor. Parvati gasped as he pushed in.

His cock slick with their combined juices, he was easily able to force her hole open and slip inside. Once his head was in, Harry slowly worked himself in and out of her. He grunted and pulled back, leaving only the head in. “Padma,” he called out. Padma sat up even though her body was still suffering through a spectacular orgasm. “Lube me up,” he ordered.

Padma crawled over to the side table and grabbed the bottle of lubrication from within the top drawer. Crawling back over to him, she opened the bottle and coated his thick shaft with the pleasant-smelling oil. Harry enjoyed the sensation of her small hand stroking his cock up and down while the head was still buried in her sister’s asshole. Harry thanked her by pulling her into a kiss. Padma happily returned it and refused to let go. In fact, she even reached down and cupped his low-hanging sack and began to fondle it while heatedly making out with him. Parvati was annoyed at having been forgotten. After all, Padma already had her orgasm. Wiggling her bottom to get his attention, she then moaned as her top half collapsed onto the bed when he thrust all the way in with a single push of his hips.

Parvati looked over her shoulder when she felt weight on her back. She saw her sister straddling her bare back while wrapping her arms around Harry’s neck. Their lips were in constant motion as they sucked on each other’s tongues. Parvati didn’t have much to complain about though, because Harry’s hips never stopped moving. In and out his cock went, driving deep into her bowels as Parvati gripped the covers tightly and buried her face in the bed.

Padma was having the time of her life. Her pussy was still slick with her own arousal while Harry groped and squeezed her bare tits. The sensation was almost too good to believe. Her pussy was tingling wildly as her sister squealed and moaned underneath her.

“Harder, Harry!” Parvati squealed. “Fuck me harder!”

Harry listened, and his hips replied. Her cheeks were clapping from the brutal force of his hips colliding with her ass. Padma, meanwhile, was rolling her lovely hips, smearing her arousal all over Parvati’s back while trying to get herself off. Harry’s hands caressed every inch of her perky tits while Padma stimulated her hard and throbbing clit on Parvati’s soft and smooth back. Harry felt her ass clutching him tightly and knew from experience what was about to come. He moved Padma off of her and quickly flipped her over. He spread her legs wide and shoved his cock back into her gaping asshole. Parvati cried out and arched her back. As she came violently, Harry pumped her asshole full of his cum before pulling out. He jerked his shaft a few times, spurting his seed all over Parvati’s lower half. His white cum painted the dark skin of her lower belly and pussy as he drained his balls on her. Pulling out of her asshole with a wet slurping sound, he laid back and sighed happily.

Loan Shark

Harry was having a very good day after his morning fun. Fucking twin sisters always put him in a good mood. It didn’t even ruin his mood when he read the Daily Prophet and saw that Ronald Weasley was in the hospital after crashing his new broom during a tryout. Apparently, his nerves got the better of him, and he became fixated on his target. He went in to save a shot and slammed right into one of the goal posts. Judging by the picture of him laid out on the ground with his broom next to him, Harry could see that his broom had a severe crack in the handle. Harry shook his head. While he should be very annoyed, he couldn’t help but find the situation funny. Not for Ron though. No, Ron was utterly fucked. Now he had no way to pay back the several thousand galleons that he had borrowed. He was lucky that he still had time left to pay because when the year was up, he would be taking his frustrations out on his girlfriend’s tight, little pussy. He found it funny that poor Lavender had put so much time and effort into a perpetual loser. Harry shook his head in amusement.

He kicked his feet up onto his office desk. He crossed his ankles and admired his new Hungarian Horntail skin dress shoes. He, of course, bought the matching belt to go with it. He worked hard and deserved to enjoy the finer things in life, whether that be booze, clothes, or women. Taking a sip of his expresso, he continued to read the paper. “Cho Chang is doing well,” he said to himself. She had been tearing it up for the Holyhead Harpies. He really needed to get back into Quidditch, he thought to himself. ‘Perhaps I should invest some of my wealth into a team,’ he thought as he browsed through the sports section. Suddenly, the door to his office opened up. In walked his beautiful best friend.

He eyed her up and down. She was wearing her normal attire of a silk blouse, knee-length pencil skirt, and black heels. Her outfits always made him hard … or perhaps it was what she was hiding underneath. Her big tits were straining the front buttons on her tight blouse, and Harry was already thinking about opening it up and spilling out what lies beneath. The clearing of her throat made him look up from her bountiful breasts and focus on her pretty face. She was raising an eyebrow at him. Harry smiled, not at all embarrassed at being caught checking out her tits. “What’s up, Mione?” he asked happily.

“Do you remember that I’m leaving for France today?” she asked.

“Of course!” he told her. “Don’t let those guys be snarky with you. If they start acting more important than they actually are, just tell them to fuck on and find someone to bum money from,” Harry told her, standing up and going over to her. Hermione smiled when he kissed the side of her neck while his hands slid down her waist and over her hips.

“There’s no time for play, Harry!” she whined as Harry squeezed her shapely ass. Giving her ass one last squeeze, he broke away.

“Don’t worry. We’ll have plenty of time once you come back.” Hermione was always horny when she returned, and Harry had no doubt that she would be knocking on his door the moment she got home.

“By the way,” she said while smoothing out her skirt. “Angelina Johnson is here to see you.”

“Really?” he asked, confused. He hadn’t heard from her since she graduated. Last he heard was that she had married George Weasley.

“Yes. I asked her why she was here, and she said she wanted a meeting with you specifically. I also noticed that she was wearing a dress with half her tits hanging out,” Hermione snorted. “I wonder why she wants to see you specifically?” she said sarcastically.

“Who knows?” Harry shrugged. “But it would be rude to keep her waiting!” he stated eagerly. Hermione rolled her eyes.

“If you make another horny contract, you’ll be the one paying for it!” she told him outright. Harry chuckled.

“Don’t I always?”

Hermione huffed before kissing his cheek. “I’ll be back in a couple of days!” she called out as she left his office. Only a moment later, Angelina walked in.

“Harry! It’s good to see you again!” she greeted him with a beautiful smile. Harry remembered constantly checking out her curvy body during their years as Housemates. Quidditch had kept her body slim and toned. He was glad to see that that hadn’t changed. If anything, she looked even better with age. Like Hermione had stated, Angelina was wearing a thin, flowy dress that ended above her knees. He could tell that her tits were large and perky. He could also tell that her perkiness was either natural or accomplished through magic. Her hard nipples poking through the fabric of her dress told him that it wasn’t accomplished with the help of a bra. She had a slim waist that flared wonderfully into wide, child-bearing hips. Her legs were toned but still feminine. Her light brown skin was smooth and flawless looking.

“Angelina,” Harry smiled. “It’s good to see you as well,” he said, leaning in and kissing her cheek as she leaned in as well. Instantly, his nostrils were filled with her sweet scent. His cock was already hard from his moment with Hermione. Now it was threatening to burst right through the front of his trousers. “Why don’t you have a seat, and we can talk,” he said kindly as he placed his hand on the small of her back and led her over to his big, comfortable, leather couch. As she crossed her legs, showing off a lot of silky smooth skin in the process, he wondered what kind of deal she was trying to make for herself. He couldn’t wait to hear what she had to say.