Dorm Party : Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Padma and Parvati looked at each other and whispered furiously. It looked to Harry like Parvati was trying to convince her sister of something, but it was hard to tell. Grinning and sitting up on her knees suddenly, she grabbed the waistband of Padma’s bottoms and tugged. Padma blushed and bit her lip cutely but let Parvati strip her completely naked.

Despite his recent climax, Harry throbbed excitedly at the sight of their caramel-colored skin, perky breasts, and wide hips. The only visual difference between them was that Parvati was shaved clean while Padma had a small strip of neatly trimmed hair above her mound.

Swinging her leg over her Padma, Parvati presented her full, round bum. She swayed it back and forth teasingly, looking over her shoulder with a smirk.

“Take your pick,” Parvati said with a giggle.

Harry smiled and crawled over to them. Placing his hands on Padma’s knees, he gently pushed them open, revealing their glistening slits. Taking his time, he caressed the inside of her thighs, stopping with his thumbs on either side of her slit. Teasing her taut folds with one hand, he moved the other to Parvati’s bum, kneading it firmly. As Parvati looked over her shoulder, biting her lip, he leaned forward, kissing her cheek and biting it playfully.

Sitting up on his knees, Harry shuffled forward, his throbbing erection bobbing in front of him. It didn’t take much thought to realize it would be best to go with Parvati first. She looked much more comfortable with the situation and was even looking at him hopefully while Padam glanced up at him nervously.

Lining himself up with her entrance, he ran his hand up her spine and gripped her shoulder. As he pushed forward, he pulled her back, slowly easing into her virgin depths. Parvati gasped, her mouth hanging open and eyes wide as Harry gently worked inch after inch of his impressive shaft into her clutching depths.

“Does it hurt?” Padma asked.

“N-no,” Parvati stammered. “Not really. He’s stretching me but it feels really good.”

“I told you,” Lavender said smugly.

Moaning, Parvati trembled as he bottomed out, her slick walls fluttering around his length. Reaching up, Padma brushed her sister’s hanging hair behind her ear and caressed her arms softly. When her eyes caught Harry’s, he smiled reassuringly. She smiled back shyly and looked away quickly.

After holding still for a moment to give Parvati time to adjust to his girth, he slowly began rocking his hips.

“Oh!” Parvati gasped, her arms trembling.

“Is that what I looked like my first time?” Hermione asked curiously.

Harry glanced at Parvati’s face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open as she panted, her face set in an expression of bliss. Remembering how Hermione had looked, he smiled and looked over at her.

“Pretty much,” he said, grinning crookedly.

“I remember a bit more talking,” Lavender said teasingly. “Oh, Harry. It’s so big!”

“Well, it is,” Hermione said blushingly.

“Didn’t stop you from screaming like a banshee when he got going,” Lavender smirked.

“Like you were any better when he fucked you,” Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

Their teasing argument was interrupted when Harry pulled back further than he had before and plunged swiftly back into Parvati. Arching her back, she moaned long and low, a climax visibly rippling through her body.

“You okay, Parv?” Padma asked.

“Feels so good,” Parvati mumbled. “Pad, you need to try this.”

Padma glanced at Harry quickly before looking away and blushing.

“You don’t have to if you’re not ready,” he told her.

Parvati giggled, looking at him over her shoulder as she bounced herself back on his thrusting length.

“Don’t let her fool you,” she said, pausing to moan softly. “Padma loves reading books about girls being captured and made part of a harem.”

“Oh?” Harry asked, arching his brow.

“Parv!” Padma hissed embarrassedly.

“And what exactly is a harem?” he asked.

“It’s – Oh! – It’s when a powerful man takes multiple women as his wives, concubines, and servants,” Parvati said between pants and gasps as she threw her wide hips back faster and harder.

“Oh, is Harry building a harem?” Luna asked excitedly. “Can I be a part of it?”

“Harry’s not building a harem,” Hermione sighed.

“You sure about that?” Ginny asked, smirking.

Harry snorted and shook his head at the idea even as he thrust hard and fast into Parvati. Using her shoulder for leverage, his hips collided with her round bum, causing her cheeks to ripple. Parvati was no longer capable of coherent speech. Her words had devolved into moans, groans, and whines as his thick length speared in and out of her tight folds. He completely missed the meaningful look she gave her sister.

Padma watched, mesmerized, as Parvati’s lithe frame was jolted back and forth above her. Harry could see a desire in her eyes, and he slowly smirked as an idea came to mind. He may not have known exactly what a harem was, but he’d seen a few of the romance novels Hermione liked to charm to look like library books. He may not be the most studious person, but he’d always been too curious for his own good.

“Harry! I-” Parvati began, only to break off with a loud gasp.

Her legs trembled uncontrollably, her arms giving out and causing her to collapse on top of Padma. Parvati hugged her as Harry followed her down, continuing to thrust hard and fast. A long, quivering moan let her lips as she came hard, her delicate folds clamping down around his thrusting length. Padma rubbed her back as Parvati shivered through her powerful climax, her eyes fixed on the spot where her bum met Harry’s gradually slowing thrusts.

Suddenly, Parvati went limp and Harry stopped, wiping sweat from his brow as he caught his breath. Easing out of her, his length bobbed in the air, the head red and pulsating with need. Grabbing Parvati by the hips, he lifted her up and rolled her to the side. Before Padma had a chance to react, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the mattress above her head, his throbbing shaft dragging along her drooling slit.

“Is this what you want?” Harry asked, bucking his hips and grinding his length against her clit.

Padma gasped, her hips lurching involuntarily. Her mouth worked silently for a moment, her pink tongue peeking out to lick her lips.

“When you’re reading those books, what do you see yourself as?” Harry asked. “A wife, a concubine, or a servant?”

“A servant,” Parvati answered for her with a smirk. “She likes the ones where a girl from a poor village is captured and becomes the favorite sex slave.”

“Oh, really?” Harry asked, staring down at Padma’s blushing face. “And how about I make you my favorite sex slave?”

Padma gasped, staring at him wide-eyed as he dragged his throbbing erection down to her dripping entrance. Her lips parted around his tip and Harry paused, watching her face closely. When she showed no signs of wanting to stop, he pushed deeper. Padma inhaled sharply, her back arching. He’d intended to go slow, but her heels dug into his bum, driving him in until he was buried to the hilt.

“Wow, who knew your sister was such a slut,” Lavender giggled.

“It’s always the quiet ones,” Katie said, glancing at Hermione, who rolled her eyes.

“I doubt she’ll be quiet for much longer,” Ginny smirked.

Harry gave Padma a moment to adjust before he began rocking his hips. Like Luna and Demelza, she relaxed easily, quickly urging him to go faster with her heels. Keeping her wrists pinned to the bed with one hand, he trailed the other down and roughly groped her breasts, pinching and rolling her thick brown nipples.

“Oh, Morgana,” Padma gasped, arching her back and rolling her hips.

“I knew you’d like it,” Parvati grinned.

“You know, I kind of like the idea of having her as a sex slave,” Harry said casually as he pistoned in and out of Padma’s clutching depths.

“What are you going to do with her?” Parvati asked, playing along.

“Fuck her,” Harry said simply. “I’ll take her into broom cupboards between classes. She can blow me while I’m studying. Maybe I’ll even take her in the middle of the Ravenclaw common room. Show everyone who she belongs to.”

Padma gasped, her face scrunching up in overwhelming pleasure as she climaxed hard. Harry never broke pace, continuing to plow into her spasming folds.

“That sounds fun,” Luna said. “You can do that to me, too, if you’d like.”

“We’ll see,” Harry said, unsure if Luna realized he was just roleplaying.

Focusing on Padma, he felt his own climax approaching. She’d barely come down from her first climax when his desperate thrusts pushed her to a second. The fluttering of her walls was too much this time and Harry tipped over the edge. With a hard, savage thrust, he erupted once in her depths before yanking himself free. Stroking himself furiously, he drenched Padma’s shaking, trembling body with the rest of his load. Giggling, Parvati laid her head on her sister’s stomach, getting streaks of cum all along the side of her face and into her hair. Seeing his bright white seed on their beautifully dark skin caused him to twitch excitedly, but his erection finally went limp.

Collapsing on his bum, panting, he watched as the girls surrounded the twins, talking, laughing, and licking them clean. Harry shook his head, wondering if they actually enjoyed that, or if they were doing it just for his benefit.

They stayed up for a little longer, talking and cuddling before Harry exhaustedly fell asleep in a pile of female bodies.

~

“I kind of like the idea of being in a harem,” Luna said softly as she watched Harry sleep. “It would be like having a big family. We could all be sisters.”

“You know they were just roleplaying, right?” Hermione asked.

“I know,” Luna said. “I still like the idea. Ooh, you know what would be fun? What if Harry had girls from every house in his harem? That would unite the houses, wouldn’t it?”

Katie snorted, “The girls, maybe. The boys would be angry, though.”

“More like jealous,” Ginny smirked.

“We are not building a harem,” Hermione said through gritted teeth.

“We could,” Parvati said slyly. “I mean, there’s no law against it.”

“And when Voldemort comes after Harry and finds out he has a harem of girls he cares about?” Hermione asked archly.

“Ah, right,” Lavender said. “I forgot about that.”

“What if we were a secret harem?” Luna asked.

“No harem!” Hermione growled.

Shaking her head, she settled down to sleep and the other girls followed suit. With a wave of her wand, she snuffed out the candles and set, and alarm.

“What about after Harry beats Voldemort?” Luna asked.

Hermione sighed, “We’ll see, Luna.”

“Okay.”