Chapter 29 - A Bed Of Gold IV

Ignoring Hermione's shock, Tonks pulled Harry's underwear down with one firm tug. Right away, his hardened shaft plopped up like a tree trunk. She looked at him and pulled her face slightly back, left speechless by the size.

"Is this his normal size?" Tonks asked.

"No," Hermione replied and embarrassingly shut her mouth, realizing she just revealed their physical relationship.

Tonks hummed and caught the girth with one hand, her fingers unable to make a complete circle. She felt the constant throbs and noticed the reddened skin of the shaft and the sack. His veins were particularly visible, as if on the verge of bursting.

"Not good," Tonks exclaimed and quickly pushed the foreskin back, blooming out his bare cockhead. "Not good at all! We need to hurry."

Tonks instantly started stroking Harry's length. Each time she finished one stroke, she noticed Harry groaning and gritting his teeth, his eyes clenched shut and his face looking up.

Voldemort did this to him? Tonks was still a little surprised. But she did her best and went a step further. She gulped her saliva and brought her thin lips closer to Harry's cockhead. She parted her mouth wide open as much as she could but realized she was still too small for his size. Thankfully, her ability came into use, and she adjusted her lips.

"Ummmng!" Tonks let out a dirty sound, feeling his hotter-than-normal cock twitching in her warm throat, hitting deep already. She adjusted her mouth's size from inside out the entire time, molding herself to fit the virile young man tightly.

"Ghk!" Tonks still felt somewhat choked in the end, finding herself at her limits. Quickly, she pulled herself back and let out the rock-hard length all the way until it escaped her lips. A long, thick strand of her saliva linked from her lips to his cockhead, but she quickly used her hand and smudged it all over his length and took him back in again.

She looked up at Harry and smirked inside. This is what you get for not looking for me in school.

"Argh…" Harry groaned aloud as he felt his cock being squeezed and milked by Tonk's mouth.

Her bobbing head picked up the pace, and slowly, her throat grew tighter. He only knew it was Tonks doing this. The rest was out of his control. He needed a release as quickly as possible.

"Umm… ooooh!" Tonks moaned on his sizable pole, playfully holding his balls up with his hands to stimulate him further. However, as minutes passed and her bobbing head slowed down, her jaw turning sore, she reached her own limit. "Ungh… Ah… Harry…"

Too tired, Tonks glanced at Hermione on the side, standing with her eyes wide in shock. "What are you doing? Quick, help me here. I can't do this alone."

Hermione's brows furrowed. She didn't like this, nor did she like it when it was Luna beside her. She wanted Harry for herself and 'help' him herself. But, finding even Tonks defeated, she didn't know if she could handle Harry alone.

"Quick!"

Thud!

Hermione fell to her knees, shoulder to shoulder with Tonks.

"Open your mouth." Tonks gripped Harry's cock the entire time, strokes pumping him non-stop. She pointed the bulging knob towards Hermione's lips and made the bushy-haired girl take him in as much as possible. "Use your tongue."

Tonks did the same and licked and slurped over the rest of the length that Hermione couldn't handle. She also suckled on his balls smoothly, hoping it'd make him spill.

"Hermione…" Harry looked down at last, and his heart sank. He had promised not to do this to Hermione before. It felt wrong, and yet helpless at the same time. He needed it. He needed her help as well as Tonks'. "I-I'm sorry…"

"Hmmm…" Hermione just hummed, her mouth filled to the brim, her lips stretched to the limit, forming a seal on his girth.

"Tonks… can you-ugh!" Harry looked at Tonks and made a request in hopes it'd make Hermione feel better. "Can you turn into Hermione? S-So I won't know… Who I'm doing."

Tonks stopped licking his cock and looked at Hermione. Being an adventurous lady, she hid her smile and nodded strongly. "Well, I can but… I need to see all of her to be accurate. And I don't think this is working. I'll have to warm you up elsewhere."

Hermione abruptly pulled her face back and looked at Tonks. The red-haired Auror's body had started to change. The face began to resemble her, and the hair turned bushy brown. At the same time, Tonks disrobed herself, removing every single piece of cloth from her body.

"No!" Hermione felt embarrassed, seeing the voluptuous body with her own face.

She stood up as well and unbuttoned her shirt, took off her bra, unbuttoned her pants, and got completely naked as well. In doing so, she helped Tonks refine her body to look precisely like Hermione.

"No, what?" Tonks asked, focusing on Harry's clothes and getting him butt-naked too.

"I'll do it," Hermione resolutely replied, staring at his veiny shaft that looked far more swollen than usual. She didn't know if she could take it, but she didn't want it to be anyone but herself. "I'll help him."

Tonks sighed, somewhat disappointed at the lost opportunity. "Fine, go ahead."

All three of them stood naked, their bodies steaming with arousal, all their privates soaked in saliva and other juices. But Hermione made the first move and pressed her front on Harry. Her small, just handful of breasts heated his chest.

"Herm…Mione…" Harry breathed deeply and responded, or rather his body responded instinctively. "I'll try to go…easy."

"Ah~" Hermione yelped.

Harry had captured Hermione by her waist and had turned them both around, pressing his bushy-haired lover against the wall. The very next moment, he leaned down a little and cupped her cushiony ass, fondling them, feeling them, followed by her thighs. "I can't control it."

With a sudden tug on her inner thighs, Harry lifted Hermione and slammed her back on the wall. Her soaked pussy now rested just above his throbbing hard cock, ready to enter her love hole.

"Let me help," Tonks commented suddenly and stood behind Harry. She hugged him from behind, plastering her body, similar to Hermione, on his. She rose on her toes and reached Harry's neck and ear, where she showered him with kisses and licks.

However, the hottest part was her hand that reached around from behind and gripped his cock, aiming it at Hermione's feminine, deliciously tight lower lips.

"Aaaah!" Hermione cried out a moan.

Harry lowered her, holding her in the air by her thighs and hips. Unable to control himself, he let half of his throbbing, swollen need in. She was tight, just like the first time he had done it with her.

Her moans, groans, and gasps were arousing him more, making him lower her further. Even he growled when her tightness became too much for him. His veins squeezed. By the time he felt he was deep to the hilt, he found no more resistance from Hermione.

"Aaah!" Hermione simply moaned with her mouth open, her arms hugging his neck.

For Harry, it was a double-sided pleasure. He started fucking Hermione in his arms, lifting and throwing her down on his cock, his hips matching the pumps. At the same time, he felt Tonks rubbing her perky breasts on his back, her hands rubbing his rear, one hand reaching from between his legs and playing with his ballsack.

"Ugh, ugh… Yes!" Harry whined, driving his need with slams. He used his arms plenty, raising her pussy to the tip before letting her fall back. To the hilt, he melted from her insides, kissing the cervix each. Every little squeeze of her inside, the heat, the silken-drenched juices aided his grind.

"Oooh…" Hermione mindlessly mumbled with her body clapping on his cock. Her hair rose and fell with each jump, her thoughts empty, her body quivering as shockwaves of splendor took over her very being. Before she knew it, convulsions hit, and her pussy clenched tight on his stretching, beastly cock.

"Mmmm… yess~" Hermione didn't know why she moaned like that, but her juices spilled out with a burst, soaking and coating Harry's cock, the combination of their lust dripping to the floor.

No, no, why isn't it coming out? Harry questioned in his mind. Hermione had gone completely limp already, and he was still not done.

"Let her rest," Tonks suggested in his ear from behind right then.

Harry sighed and nodded. He turned around, Hermione still in his arms, and got down on the countless gold coins spilled on the floor, a literal bed made of gold. With his cock still inside her missionary style, he eased out of her blushing red petals, noticing more of her juices leaking.

She squirted?

"Oooh…!" Tonks didn't want to do something too outrageous. But since Hermione was limp, there was no aversion from anyone. The metamorphmagus, matching Hermione's body, got down on Hermione's body itself.

Harry looked down as Tonks' spread ass, presenting itself to him while her breast and Hermione's breast squeezed together, both their flesh sticking in the sweat, their faces close to each other.

"Close your eyes, Harry," Tonks suddenly demanded. "You still know who's who. Let me change places."

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