Number 4 Gigolo Drive (Ch. 3)

“That's the name you want?” Hermione asked exasperatedly.

“What's wrong with it?” Harry asked confused.

“Sounds kinda dumb,” Ginny giggled.

Hermione was adding the Fidelius Charm to an old office that was close to the room the three friends had taken as theirs. This was the room that they would conduct their “business” in. Of course it had to be protected, hence the Fidelius Charm. All they needed was to give it a name. Harry had chosen Number 4 Gigolo Drive as kind of a “screw you” to the Dursley's and also because he was technically becoming a Gigolo for hire.

Hermione huffed, “It doesn't really matter what it's called I guess.” She wrote the name down in her notes. “I'll add it tonight before we go to bed. The charm's supposed to take a lot out of you, so I'll likely fall asleep soon after.”

“I've also been talking to some of the girls I know. One girl is very interested,” Ginny added. She was stretched out once again on her favorite couch.

“Who,” asked Harry, excited to find out who he would be taking to bed next.

“Angelina. The Chaser on the Gryffindor House Team,” Ginny answered, resting her head on Harry's lap. She enjoyed the way he ran his fingers through her hair and gently scratched her scalp. “She was very interested in the photos I showed her at least.”

“I can't believe I let you two take naked pictures of me. It was so embarrassing!” Harry complained.

“Sorry Harry, but it needed to be done. How else would we convince other girls that what we were saying was true?” Hermione asked, finishing her notes.

“Yeah well, don't complain when I take pictures of you two,” he reached out and squeezed Ginny's boob, making her giggle and slap his hand away.

Later that night, the three friends sneaked out of their secret room and moved down the hall a short ways before coming to a halt in front of a nondescript wooden door. Harry and Ginny kept a look out while Hermione went to work. She enchanted and wove her wand through the air like a true professional. He didn't know how she remembered so many words by heart, but then again Hermione was one of the smartest people he knew. This went on for the next couple of minutes. Finally with one last wand movement, blue light burst from her wand and hit the door she was aiming at. At that moment, Harry and Ginny forgot what they were doing there. Hermione quickly told them the name and location of their new “brothel”.

“Wow! Guess it works just fine,” Ginny said, amazed. They went inside the room which contained only a king size bed, a drawer filled with things he might need, and a small table where girls can put their discarded clothes. As they entered the room, Hermione stumbled a bit. Harry grabbed her and held her steady.

“You ok?” he asked, concerned.

“Yeah I'm fine. I told you it would take a lot out of me,” she replied, succumbing to the warmth of her lover's arms.

“Why don't the three of us just stay here tonight. No need to leave when we've got a perfectly good bed. The girls nodded and they took off their clothing and got into bed, cuddling with one another.

Number 4 Gigolo Drive

Angelina Johnson was nervous. She couldn't believe she was doing this! Well, that wasn't exactly true. She knew that she had always been a bit of a wild child, prone to taking risks. The pictures though. She couldn't get them out of her mind! Young, non assuming Harry Potter was hung like a bull Hippogryph!

She had already paid Ginny her five sickles and had gotten the location in return. As she came to the spot that she was told, a door appeared in the wall as if from no where. Steeling her nerves, she opened the door and walked in. “Hello Angelina,” she heard his soft voice. Jumping slightly in fright, she spun until she spotted him coming from a door on the far left wall. Harry was walking towards her wearing a green bathrobe. Before she could say hello, he dropped the bathrobe and exposed his nude body.

Harry was of average height with a handsome face. His body was thin but still had a decent amount of muscle. The truly unique thing about him though, was his forearm sized member that was rock hard and pointing directly at her! Angelina was no stranger to that part of a male's body. She had been with a couple of her boyfriends in the past. Neither of them had a cock of that size, not even close! It was long. Very long. Ginny had said that it measured in at 12.3 inches when erect. She believed it. It suddenly pressed up against her stomach as Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a passionate kiss.

His tongue slipped over hers as their lips danced with one another. Angelina moaned into his mouth as his hands cupped her tight ass. She felt his hands come around and start to unbutton her blue jeans. As the zipper lowered, he pulled the waist band down, and his lips followed the descending fabric, peppering her smooth skin with kisses. Soon her jeans were off, and he was on his knees in front of her.   A grabbed her leg and placed it over his shoulder. Angelina put her hands on him to steady herself as he leaned in and kissed all over the front of her white, cotton panties. “That's really good Harry, keep going,” she moaned, feeling him nuzzle her aching clit with the tip of his nose.

Wanting a taste of her, Harry pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and exposed her hairless, wet slit to his eyes and mouth. Angelina had very plump outer lips, and inner lips that hung down a bit and stayed closed, hiding her bright red insides. The area around her pussy was the same light chocolatey brown skin as the rest of her glorious body. Placing a light kiss directly on her clit, he ran his tongue the length of her slit, lapping up all her moisture before slipping his tongue inside her.

Angelina's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt his soft tongue part her moist lips. She moaned and rubbed the back of his head as he massaged her inner walls. Hearing his moans, she looked down and saw him smoosh his face hard against her hot groin and move his face from side to side. 'He's going to smell like my pussy for a week,'she giggled to herself. Her inner giggling ended when he pulled his tongue from her and popped her clit into his mouth.

Harry had been hard at work studying and practicing his new techniques on Ginny and Hermione. The first he tried to learn was to channel magic through different parts of your body. He was doing fairly well with his hands, lips and tongue. He still had work to do, but Hermione and Ginny seemed to enjoy his progress immensely. Angelina did as well. Her shriek of pleasure echoed off the walls as her pussy squirted him right in the face! Her hips wiggled back and forth as she desperately tried to fuck his mouth with her clit. Letting her clit go with a wet pop, he lifted her up and carried her over to the bed. He laid her down and watched as she breathed hard with her legs parted. He ran his hands up the skin of her silky smooth legs and grabbed her panties at the hips and pulled. Her bald mound was exposed to the warm air as her panties were dragged down her legs and pulled off her feet.

Laying there wearing only a t-shirt and socks had her face heating up as she watched his eyes linger on her soaking wet nether region. Even so, she didn't close up. She wanted him to look. At the moment, she wanted him to do much more than that! Pulling her shirt over her head, she tossed it aside and laid back, spreading her legs. Gathering her courage, she reached down and spread her pussy lips for him.

The red of her insides shown brightly as she spread her pussy apart. Harry was watching her every move, roughly stroking his massive cock. When she beckoned him forward with her finger, he crawled up onto the bed and positioned himself between her thighs.

“I can't believe how big you are!” she exclaimed, grabbing his cock and slapping it against her wet pussy.

“Ever had one this big before Angie?” he smirked, reaching out and massaging her large breasts. Angelina had probably the best set of tits in all of Gryffindor. Size D and perky as hell, they made many young men tent their trousers. The light, dark skin of her breasts were crowned by a set of milk chocolate nipples that were hard and long and ready to be sucked.

“Not even close,” she breathed, watching him stare at her tits. She smirked. All the boys in school stared at them. “Whatcha lookin' at Harry?” she asked in a sing song kind of way.

“The best set of tits I've ever seen,” he answered honestly. She just laughed and told him to sit on the edge of the bed. Once there, she got on her knees on the floor, sitting between his parted legs.

“You're the first boy I've done this for,” she said, wrapping her large breasts around his cock. “You're probably the only boy I could do this for since you're the only one who has a dick big enough for it!” She started moving.

Harry was in heaven. Angelina was moving her tits back and forth, the pillowy flesh working his aching cock and Harry had to stop himself from blowing his load right there.

“You like that Harry?” she asked sexily, spitting on the head of his cock.

“Fuck yes!” Harry leaned his head back in pleasure. He groaned when she grabbed his cock and slapped the head against her hard nipples. “Oh fuck!” he yelled when she took half his monster cock down her throat. She looked him in the eyes as she started bobbing her head back and forth. His cock slipped in and out of her plump, kissable lips as her tongue tickled the bottom of his shaft. Her hand began squeezing and fondling his large, pear sized balls, and he couldn't take anymore.

“Cumming!” he yelled out as she released him from her mouth and pointed his cock directly at her face. Closing her eyes, she stroked him from base to head and flinched as his thick, warm load painted her pretty, brown face.

Standing up, she grabbed her wand and cleaned herself quickly. “Hope you haven't spent yourself completely,” she said smiling. “I'm still horny.”

He accepted her challenge and snatched her up and tossed her on the bed. She bounced and landed face down. She tried to right herself but felt him grab her by the hips and pull her towards him. She didn't get even a single word out as she was penetrated by what felt like a telephone pole. Pleasure burst through her entire body as the spongy head of his battering ram of a cock slammed into her cervix over and over. She hid her face against the covers, embarrassed at the noises she was producing. Her shrill yells of pleasure could be heard over the slapping of her ass.

“Somebody likes it,” Harry smirked, slapping her ass again to watch it jiggle. Feeling her clench around his cock, he slapped her again. He grabbed two handfuls of her large butt cheeks and spread them apart. Doing so gave him the perfect view of her getting fucked. It amazed him how her flesh would push in as he penetrated her, and stretch, trying to hold on to him as he pulled out. His cock was covered in creamy, white streaks. “Is playing with your ass making you cream Angie?” he asked, rubbing her dark, puckered hole with his thumb. The wet, squelching sound of their fucking continued as he waited for a response. “Well? I'm waiting,” he asked again, this time sticking the pad of his thumb inside her ass.

“YES!” she arched her back and started cumming. Grabbing his wand, he summoned a bottle of special oil that they had ordered from a magical sex shop in France. The oil would, clean, loosen, and lubricate during anal sex. He pulled out of her cumming form and lathered his cock with the pleasant smelling oil. Not bothering to ask permission, he placed the head of his oily cock against her virgin hole and pushed in.

Snapping out of her orgasm induced daze, her eyes widened as Harry had the sheer audacity to claim her ass virginity! Stuffing her fist into her mouth, she shut her eyes tight, feeling like she was being split apart. The pain seemed to go on as more and more of his horse cock was being stuffed inside her tight ass. Finally, after feeling like forever, his hips clapped against her cheeks. “How does that feel Angie,” he asked.

“It feels weird. I feel stuffed,” she moaned as he pulled out an inch then slid it back in. “It does feel good though, in a naughty way.”

She felt him lean over and kiss her naked shoulders and back as his hands slid around her torso and grab a hold of her swinging breasts. He gasped loudly as his penetration increased and he pulled hard on the tips of her nipples. One of his hands left a tit and she was just about to complain when it landed on her sensitive clit. “Oh fuck me!” she screeched as her anal pounding reached new heights of brutality. His fingers worked her little, hard nub as his giant pole of flesh speared her relentlessly from behind. The smell of sex, his fingers on her clit, and the sound of her ass being smashed all added to the titanic orgasm the was ripped from her young, teenage body. “FUCK FUCK FUCK!” she screamed in rapture, hiding her face in the bed as her back arched, and she stuck her ass up in the air. Her ass continued to get fucked as she squirted violently over his hand and onto the bed. With every thrust more fluid was ejaculated from her well fucked pussy. “JUST COME YOU BASTARD!” she garbled out, still squirting with every thrust of his magnificent cock! Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she passed out, just as Harry let loose a mighty load right into her bowels.

Seeing her unconscious form shaking and squirting, Harry laughed as he pulled out of her. “Hope she got her money's worth!” he said happily, hopping into the shower before going back to his girls.