Loan Shark (Ch. 4)

Loan Shark

Chapter 4

Harry stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with a wave of his wand. Hermione had woken up well before he did and apparated back to her place so that she could get ready to leave. She had to go back to work and keep expanding their business into other countries. She would return in a few weeks for some more bedroom fun. Harry was thankful that they had kept their relationship casual. He loved Hermione and certainly enjoyed it when she came back, but he also enjoyed dipping his quill into as many ink pots as possible. He doubted that would ever change. Shrugging his shoulders, he continued to get ready.

He had a meeting in a few hours with an old acquaintance from Gryffindor House. Parvati Patil wanted to talk to him for one reason or another. He didn’t know what she wanted, but he was sure that he would find out soon enough. Tossing on some clothes, he decided to get breakfast in Diagon Alley. Old Tom from the Leaky Cauldron made some great hashbrowns.

As he walked the alley after his breakfast, he inhaled deeply. There were so many different scents coming from the relatively short street that it made his head swim. The most distinctive of the smells were coming from the Apothecary. That wasn’t surprising in the least. That place always smelled strange. Thankfully, it did remind him that he needed his monthly dose of “vitamin” potions. Walking over there, he was greeted with the familiar sight of dead bugs, pieces of plants and animals, and even a foul-smelling deer leg with greasy pink pustules that was hanging in the window. He moved away from it as fast as possible. Going up to the owner, he greeted him.

“Elroy,” Harry nodded his head.

“Harry! I’ve been wondering when you’d be back in,” he said. Elroy Mulpepper had owned the apothecary in Diagon Alley since his parents were children.

“Sorry,” Harry apologized for his lateness. “Got caught up in work. I’m sure you know how it is,” he confessed, looking over the selection of pre-made potions, draughts, and elixirs.

“Indeed I do. Speaking of, I have a very difficult potion brewing in the back, and I can’t be away from it for very long, so …” Mr. Mulpepper went on. Harry nodded in understanding.

“I’ll take my monthly dose, plus a few of the energy elixirs,” Harry said, pointing to the ones that he wanted. Mulpepper got everything in order and checked him out at the register. They said their good-days and left it at that. Leaving the apothecary, Harry pulled out his secret potion. With it, he could keep going in the bedroom all night. Women often wondered how he did it. After all, no man could ever compare to him, and no woman could ever keep up with him. His secret was a special potion that he paid to have developed. He had to take it monthly, so Harry paid Mulpepper to brew it for him. Harry was pants at anything beyond Hogwarts level. Of course, he had Mulpepper under a very strict contract that included an NDA. He couldn’t talk about it, or brew it for anyone other than him. Although Mulpepper did give him a nice discount when Harry agreed that he could make a double batch every month, one for Harry and one for himself. His mistress was quite pleased, or so he heard. His wife was less so.

Examining the electric-blue potion, Harry could see that it looked just as good as it always did. “Down the hatch,” he said to himself as he put it to his lips and knocked it back. Smacking his lips after making a grossed-out face, he tossed the empty bottle in a nearby bin. The potion always started out disgusting before hitting him with a very pleasant aftertaste. The energy elixirs in his bag were for everyday use. Sometimes he worked himself until he was dog tired. It didn’t happen often, but still at least a few times a month. Having the elixirs nearby would certainly be handy. Already he could feel his body tingling, ready for a long night of fun activities. First, he needed to finish his job, or else Hermione would chew him out again. The walk to his Diagon Alley office was a short one. Now all he had to do was wait for Parvati.

Loan Shark

The time finally came, and Harry ushered her into his office and sat her in front of his desk. From a quick glance, he saw that she was still as pretty as she used to be. The years had been kind to her. Parvati was fairly light-skinned with very dark brown hair that went down to the middle of her back. She had the same big, brown eyes and cute, slightly upturned nose. Her lips were plump and held a nice-looking smile. She was wearing colorful, Indian-inspired robes that covered most of her body.

“It’s nice to see you again, Parvati,” Harry smiled. “Can I offer you some tea, or coffee perhaps?” he asked politely.

“It’s lovely to see you again as well, Harry. And yes, some tea would be wonderful,” she said gratefully. Harry walked over to the table where he kept his tea tray and fixed her a cup of England’s finest. He placed the fancy cup on a saucer and brought it over to her. She thanked him and took the cup and saucer from his hand. Blowing on it with her lovely lips, he watched as she took a small sip. She sighed in contentment.

“Believe it or not, this has been my first cup of decent tea in months,” she said, taking another sip.

“Really? Been traveling abroad?” he asked. Seeing her nod her head, she put her cup down and went on.

“Yes. Though mostly in India,” she said, rubbing her temples and sighing. “My parents have decided that waiting for me and my sister to get married was taking too long, so they chose for us. Needless to say, we aren’t thrilled,” she confessed. Harry raised an eyebrow.

“I can imagine. But you and your sister are both adults. Just say no thanks,” Harry told her.

“I’d love to, but it’s just not that simple,” she said sadly.

“Why not?”

“Because we have no money and nowhere else to go,” Parvati admitted. “If we refuse, our parents will kick us out of the house for sure. The only close friend that I have is Lavender, and she’s in no position to help us.”

“So you’re looking for a loan?” Harry guessed, taking a sip of his own tea.

“I’m looking for a job. I’m more than willing to pay my own way in life, but I need a job first. Any job,” she said, suddenly standing up. She looked determined as she walked around his desk and dropped down on his lap. With the potion freshly rushing through his system, he was instantly hard. “Perhaps you’re in the need of a mistress or two,” she said sensually before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Once they broke their kiss, he asked for clarification.

“So you want to be my mistress, and get what? An allowance?” he asked.

“That sounds wonderful!” Parvati squealed, hugging him tightly despite the fact that he hadn’t agreed. “But only until I find an actual job that pays decently,” she added.

“What about your sister?”

“She knows the deal and gave the okay to include her in the negotiations,” Parvati admitted.

So negotiate they did. In the end, they agreed that Harry would get the both of them as his mistresses, and in return, they would get an allowance of one thousand galleons a month each. That was enough to give them the middle-class lifestyle that they were used to. Harry could use them as much as he wanted, and if he was shelling out two grand a month for pussy, you damn well better believe that he was going to use it as much as possible. He sent her on her way to tell her sister the good news. They were to meet him at his manor later that night. Even though his cock was rock-hard, he still had work to do.

Loan Shark

Harry was waiting with very little patience. Few guys in his position would. Thankfully his wait was a short one. His fireplace burst into green flames and spat out the beautiful Indian twins one after the other. Harry smiled and welcomed them into his home. They exchanged pleasantries before he turned to Padma.

“Your sister explained the situation?” he asked, wanting to make sure that she knew what was coming.

“Yes. I’m the one who convinced her to talk to you,” she said, slowly walking up to him. Her hips swayed hypnotizingly as she strutted over. His eyes were glued to the sexy sight.

“You did?” That was surprising to him. He always assumed that her Gryffindor sister was the bolder of the pair. Her hands slid down his shirt-covered belly before coming to a stop at the button of his trousers. With delicate hands, she popped the button open.

“Yeah. I’ve wanted to have a go with you since Hogwarts,” Padma confessed, pulling his pants down while her sister Parvati dropped to her knees in front of him. It was Parvati who pulled his boxers down and took him in her mouth while Padma began kissing him. Both girls were wearing matching clothes of white blouses and black skirts. He didn’t care what their clothes looked like, he just wanted the girls out of them. While her tongue slithered around the inside of his mouth, he slid his hand up the front of her shirt and cupped her B-cup breast. She moaned while Harry’s fingers massaged her braless tit. He could feel her shudder when his fingers grazed her hard nipple. Harry moaned as well, Padma was an excellent kisser, but it was Parvati who was stealing the show at the moment.

Parvati was on her knees bobbing her head as fast as she dared. The perverse sounds of her deepthroating went unnoticed by the kissing duo, but the pleasure that she created didn’t. She heard Harry moan into Padma’s mouth, and his hand came down and threaded through her hair. Keeping it on the back of her head, he guided her speed and depth that she was taking him. She was a bit intimidated. She had never played with a cock this big before, not by a long shot. She was doing her best to take it down her throat, but eventually, she pulled off. Parvati needed a breather. Her mouth wasn’t idle, however. She began stroking his cock while lifting it up. Her mouth lowered, and she started licking and sucking on his bloated balls.

By then, Harry had removed Padma’s shirt to expose her naked tits. They were lovely in his opinion. They were perky and capped by brown, perfect-looking nipples that were rock-hard. He reached out and began rolling them between his fingers. Padma broke her kiss and groaned loudly. “Bedroom,” Harry ordered. The sisters agreed, and the three of them made their way to his room.

As soon as they entered, the girls began undressing each other. All Harry could do was stand there and watch while stroking his cock to keep it hard. When the last article of clothing dropped to the floor, the girls leaned in and began making out with one another. It was glorious, at least it was according to Harry. He was spellbound by the way their tits rubbed and their nipples brushed together. He could see that both girls were bald between their legs. It was only Parvati that had a small strip of hair on her mound right above her clit. Not wanting to be left out, Harry made his way over to them. Grabbing both of their tight asses, they turned and began kissing and sucking on his neck. His hands squeezed and caressed their firm asses, and his fingers dipped between their cheeks. They both gasped when his fingers found their tight assholes. Parvati mewled while her sister trembled. As he stuck the tips of his fingers into their holes, Parvati bit down on his shoulder, and Padma squealed and came on his hand. He pulled his fingers out and moved them under further and began rubbing their naked pussies. As Padma had came already, she was the wetter of the two. Her pussy was so sloppy that it made dirty sounds when he rubbed circles over her slit. “On the bed,” he ordered, slapping both girls on the ass.

Parvati squealed and rubbed her stinging bottom as she laid down on her back. Padma was about to lay beside her when Harry lifted her up and laid her on top of her twin, facedown. Knowing what he wanted, they began kissing again as he removed his clothes and settled between their entangled legs. His cock was raging hard at the sight of their hairless pussies pressed together. He could see the moisture clinging to both of them. Gently, he slid his long, thick cock into the crevice between their pussies. Both girls gasped into each other as he slowly began to fuck their clits. He could hear them shuddering and mewling the faster he went. When it began to feel too dry, he would pull out and slide inside one of the girls, taking turns on each. Having their pussies wrapped around his cock felt heavenly to him. He had to concentrate to keep from cumming on them. It seemed that Padma was the more sensitive of the pair. Her ass would rise up to be fucked, but Harry was having none of that. He enjoyed sliding his cock against their arousal-slickened mounds. He put his hand on her ass and pushed her hips down.

Padma and Parvati were squealing as his thick veiny cock grated against their tiny, sensitive clits. They were leaking all over him as they kissed and nipped at one another. When they rubbed their hard nipples against each other, it was too much. They began thrashing wildly but were pinned down by Harry’s muscular body. He grunted loudly and pulled out from between them. He pushed all the way inside Padma and filled her quivering pussy with cum. Next, he pulled out and slid inside Parvati with a single thrust. Again, he seeded her until his cum began to leak out. Then he pulled out and stroked himself, spurting the last bit all over Padma’s ass.

Harry smiled widely. This was by far the best deal that he had ever made, and the night was still young, he thought as he slammed into Padma’s seeded pussy.