Veela Tradition (Part 2)

Veela Tradition

Part 2

“Do you think that the girls are alright?” Hermione asked. She was obviously nervous about her daughter’s first time. Ron hadn’t been the most caring of lovers since he was also a virgin during their first time. He didn’t have the experience and know-how to make sure that she enjoyed herself the first time that she gave her body to him. She earned a snort from her sister-wife. Looking to the side, she saw Fleur roll her eyes as she lowered her fashion magazine.

“ ‘Ermione, we both know that ‘Arry is a fantastique lover. ‘E will take good care of the girls,” she responded, showing the utmost confidence in Harry’s abilities as a lover. Hermione was still unsure. Of course, she knew how good of a lover Harry was. She had been fucked by him thousands of times by then, and he was always able to get her off. That wasn’t what she was worried about. Harry could sometimes get wrapped up in the passion and pleasure of exploring their bodies. She just wanted to make sure that he wasn’t too rough on them for their first time.

“I’m going to check on them,” she suddenly said, standing up.

“They will be fine,” Fleur assured her, going back to her magazine. “But you’re going anyway … no?” she smirked without even looking at the worrywart. Hermione didn’t bother answering. Her thoughts were already somewhere else.

She made her way to the Floo and tossed in a pinch of powder. She and Fleur were staying at their beach house in France. They had homes in both Britain and France along with their lovely beach house that the girls loved so much. They had been trying to give the girls time to themselves with Harry, but Hermione had other plans. She immediately Floo’ed back to their house in France and cleaned herself as she stepped out of the green flames. She made a beeline for the master bedroom and momentarily stopped short. She listened closely, even going as far as placing her ear against the door while trying to eavesdrop. She couldn’t hear anything. She suddenly cursed herself for placing Silencing Wards all over their bedroom door to protect their daughter’s innocent ears from the sounds of the vigorous fucking that was occurring daily. Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door.

The first thing that she noticed was the intense smell of sex in the air. The room was heavy with the smell of wet pussy. It was the same whenever she, Fleur, and Harry got going. It was a smell that she was very used to. The scent always seemed to get her going. Whenever Fleur was wet, she would stop at nothing until Harry finally claimed her body. Hermione would naturally join in. Because of that, she was conditioned to relate incredible pleasure with the smell of an aroused pussy. The scent of her daughters had her pussy getting damp.

When her eyes drifted over to the bed, she gasped at what she saw. The two girls were locked in a sixty-nine position with her daughter, Rose at the bottom. The young Veela was grinding herself against Rose’s face while her head was down between Rose’s parted legs. Hermione could see her sucking on Rose’s swollen clit with great enthusiasm. When she looked at Harry, Hermione blushed deeply. He had Rose’s legs draped over his shoulders while he pistoned in and out of her asshole.

The girls didn’t even notice that she had arrived. They were in their own sexual-induced fantasy world where the only thing that mattered was their next orgasm. Hermione had been there before. As she walked closer to the threesome, Harry looked at her and smiled. Hermione smiled back shyly and joined his side. She placed her hand on his bare shoulder and found his skin to be slightly sweaty. She wasn’t surprised based on how fast his hips were moving.

“I can’t believe that she’s already into assplay,” Hermione said as she looked down to where his massive cock was stretching Rose’s abused asshole. ‘She definitely will be walking funny tomorrow,’ Hermione thought with some amusement.

“She’s more open to experimentation than you were at that age,” Harry smirked at her while pulling his cock from her ass and slapping it against her wet, little pussy. Victoire let go of Rose’s clit and began sucking his cock. After a few seconds of getting sucked off, he pulled his cock away from her lips and penetrated Rose’s tight cunt with a single powerful thrust. Hermione heard her daughter squeal happily from underneath Victoire’s ass.

“I can see that,” she said with wide eyes. When she, Harry, and Fleur had first started things up, it took her quite a while before she was confident enough to start doing some of this stuff.

“I thought that you were staying at the beach house?” Harry moaned out as Rose’s pussy tightened around him. Hermione saw Victoire’s tongue wiggling against her hard clit.

“I was … I mean I am, but …” Hermione stuttered.

“You wanted to see how things were going?” he finished. Hermione nodded while watching them fuck. A loud and sudden squeal made her jump. Rose’s body was thrashing around as she experienced another mind-blowing orgasm. Hermione knew how powerful the orgasms that Harry produced truly were. Harry moaned deeply and pulled out from within Rose’s contracting cunt. His cock was quickly replaced with Victoire’s tongue as she slurped down the wetness that was leaking from Rose’s drenched pussy.

Hermione’s eyes drifted downward over Harry’s nude body. He was working his long, fat cock with quick strokes. “C’mere, love,” he called out. As if on autopilot, her body instantly reacted to his command. She dropped down to her knees and wrapped her lovely lips around the tip of his cock. Her hand replaced his on his shaft, and she started jerking him off rapidly. Her free hand cupped his low-hanging sack, and she eagerly massaged it, trying to tempt him to release his creamy load. With her experience, she was easily able to make him cum. Spurts of his thick seed filled her mouth, and Hermione happily drank it down. When his balls were empty, she took the cock from between her lips and bathed him with her tongue. She seemed to forget that it was her daughter’s arousal that she was cleaning from his gargantuan cock. She also forgot that the girls were right there in front of her. So when she reached underneath her skirt and began to rub her panty-covered pussy, she heard a gasp from the bed. Turning her head slightly, she saw both girls looking at her with wide eyes. Hermione blushed and let his cock slowly slip from her lips.

“Hey, girls,” she said embarrassingly.

“Mum! What are you doing?” Rose asked, also embarrassed as she covered her tits with her arm and her pussy with her hand. Victoire thought that it was quite funny and didn’t bother covering up. She saw that Harry was gently playing with Hermione’s hair while the older woman continued to stroke his cock without even noticing that she was doing so.

“I was just making sure that you were being properly taken care of,” she told him just as Harry’s cock reached full hardness once again. Her hand was sliding along his shaft from base to tip. Hermione had learned long ago how to give a great handjob. To reward her, Harry slid his hand down the top of her blouse and into the cup of her bra. He began fondling her large breasts while being jacked off by the sexy bookworm. Seeing that Harry was giving her mother the attention that rightfully belonged to her for the night, she began getting annoyed.

“I’m not a child,” she huffed and crossed her arms over her chest in annoyance.

“Of course, you’re not,” Harry chimed in and pulled Hermione to her feet. He grabbed the front of her blouse and ripped it open. Hermione squealed as her bra-clad tits bounced around violently from the sudden jerking of her body. Her skirt was then pulled down her sexy, smooth legs.

“Harry! What are you …?” She was cut off by her bra being torn in half. The tattered remains fell down her arms and were quickly pulled off by her lover.

“If she’s old enough to join me in bed, then she’s old enough to join the rest of us properly,” Harry explained as he lifted Hermione up and placed her facedown on top of her daughter. Before either of them could protest, he grabbed the waistband of Hermione’s panties and pulled them down her legs. He quickly got rid of her shoes which left her just as naked as the rest of them. “That goes for you too, Victoire. Come over here and give me a hand,” he ordered the young Veela.

Victoire was at his side almost instantly. Looking down, she could see two wet pussy, one on top of the other. Harry reached down and began fondling Rose’s hard clit. Immediately, she began mewling and squirming against her mother’s body.

“Did you know that your mother loves anal almost as much as she loves it in her pussy?” Harry asked her, teasing her throbbing clit. Hermione blushed madly from Harry’s teasing comments.

“Sh-She does?” Rose asked as she squirmed badly. Her hard nipples were rubbing against her mother’s soft skin which was adding to the pleasure.

“Just wait and see for yourself,” Harry chuckled. “Victoire, get me ready.”

Victoire also blushed as she rested on her belly and began sucking him off. She gave him the sloppiest blowjob that she could. By the time he pulled it from her lips, his cock was practically dripping with her saliva. She watched as he placed the wet tip against Hermione’s tight opening. As the tip touched her asshole, Hermione’s back arched like a bitch in heat. Victoire’s breathing began to increase as he pushed his hips forward. She saw the hole open up and let him in. Pressing her body against Harry’s, she allowed one of her hands to feel his sweaty skin while her other hand cupped his bloated balls. She juggled them in her hand as Harry pushed deeper inside Hermione. Victoire ran her tongue down his shoulder and moaned at his salty taste. Hermione, meanwhile, rested her forehead against her daughter’s and began breathing heavily.

As inch after inch penetrated her tight ass, Hermione was loving it more and more. When Harry finally bottomed out, he reached back and slapped her ass hard enough to make it ripple. Hermione squealed and clenched on him while he wasted no time in power-fucking her.

Rose was gasping like a little whore underneath her while Harry was toying with her very sensitive clit. When his fingers lowered and started stroking the length of her slit, Rose suddenly wanted more. Unfortunately, she was pinned down by her mother who was gasping and crying out from the brutal fucking that her asshole was taking. Rose couldn’t believe that her mother could take it that hard. Harry was forced to go slow with her since it was her first time, but even she couldn’t see herself getting it that hard in the future. Hermione moved her face to the side of Rose’s neck which gave her daughter plenty of room to see her ass flesh rippling and clapping from the fierce thrusting of her newest lover. Victoire was pawing all over him while his muscles rippled from holding Hermione’s waist so tightly. Rose suddenly felt wetness dripping down her belly. From her mother’s high-pitched squeals, Rose guessed that she had just had an orgasm. What she wasn’t ready for was another high-pitched scream followed by a gushing of pussy juice as her mother squirted violently.

Rose gasped as Harry lifted her mother up by the backs of her thighs and presented her splayed body for her viewing pleasure. Her mother’s body was trembling out of control while jets of girl cum squirted from her contracting pussy, all the while, Harry never stopped thrusting into her ass. Rose suddenly wondered if this was to be her life from now on. She truly hoped so as she watched Victoire crawl up to her mother’s pussy and start licking the wetness that was dripping from Hermione’s engorged inner lips.