Drink and Fuck

As they settled into the warm embrace of the bubbly water, Harry couldn't help but stare at the two beautiful witches beside him. Their bodies glistened under the soft candlelight, casting intricate shadows on the walls of the marble bathroom. Hermione's curvy figure and Luna's ethereal beauty were a sight to behold. He took a sip of his scotch, feeling the warmth spread through his chest, mirroring the heat of the water around them.

Hermione leaned back into Harry, her breasts bobbing gently in the water. She took a sip of her own drink, the amber liquid leaving a trail of condensation on her upper lip. Harry couldn't resist the urge; he leaned in and kissed her deeply, tasting the whiskey on her mouth. Luna watched them with a gentle smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement and a hint of jealousy.

"Don't worry, Luna," Harry whispered, breaking the kiss and turning to her, "we're all in this together." He handed her his glass, taking her hand and guiding it to his growing erection beneath the water. Luna's eyes widened, but she didn't protest. Instead, she took the glass and placed it aside, her other hand now wrapping around Harry's length, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Hermione took this as her cue, sliding closer to Luna and placing a soft kiss on her neck. Luna shivered, the sensation sending waves of pleasure down her spine. The two of them had shared intimate moments before, but this was something entirely new, something more intense than they had ever dared to imagine. Harry watched, his eyes dark with lust as Hermione's hand drifted to Luna's breasts, cupping one and teasing the nipple with her thumb.

"Oh, Harry," Hermione breathed, her voice thick with desire, "look at what you've done to us."

Luna leaned back, her eyes half-closed as Hermione's hand began to explore her body, her own hand still wrapped around Harry's hardness. The water sloshed gently as they all moved closer together, the scent of the incense filling the room and mixing with the sweet aroma of their arousal. Harry took Luna's hand and kissed it before placing it back on his cock, encouraging her to stroke him more firmly.

With a knowing smile, Hermione reached for one of the velvet-covered boxes on the side of the tub. Opening it, she revealed an array of potions and oils. "I think it's time for some extra lubrication," she murmured, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Selecting a bottle with a label that read 'Love's Caress', Hermione uncorked it and drizzled the shimmering liquid into her palm. She passed it over to Luna, who took a moment to warm it between her palms before spreading it over Harry's length. The potion tingled, making Harry's cock even harder. Luna looked up at Harry, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and uncertainty.

"It's okay," Harry assured her, his voice low and soothing, "just do what feels good."

With that, Luna leaned in and kissed the tip of Harry's cock, her tongue darting out to taste the potion. Harry's eyes rolled back in his head, the sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before. Hermione watched, her own arousal spiking as she saw her friend's enthusiasm. She leaned in, her own lips parting to kiss Luna's, sharing the taste of the potion and Harry's desire.

The three of them were now a tangled mass of limbs and passion, the warm water sloshing around them as they touched and kissed each other. Harry's hand found its way to Hermione's clit, gently rubbing the sensitive nub, making her gasp into Luna's mouth. The tension in the room was palpable, the anticipation building as they all grew more and more turned on.

"I need you, Harry," Hermione managed to say between kisses, her voice a needy whine. Harry didn't need any further encouragement; he stood up, the water cascading off his body, and picked Hermione up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He positioned himself at her entrance, the water making everything slick and easy. With one smooth thrust, he entered her, making her cry out in pleasure.

Luna watched, her breath hitching in her throat as she saw Harry's cock disappear into Hermione's tight pussy. She felt a pang of longing, but also a sense of belonging. This was what they all wanted, what they had all been yearning for, and she was thrilled to be a part of it. As Harry began to move, Luna slid closer, her hand reaching out to cup one of Hermione's bouncing breasts, her thumb teasing the erect nipple.

The rhythm grew steadier, Harry's hips moving in a slow, deliberate motion that had Hermione's eyes fluttering shut with each stroke. Luna watched the expression on her friend's face, the way her mouth formed a perfect 'O' with each gasp of pleasure. It was mesmerizing, and Luna felt herself getting wetter just from watching.

"Your turn," Harry murmured, his eyes never leaving Hermione's. He withdrew and turned to Luna, lifting her effortlessly and guiding her onto his cock. She was tight, even tighter than Hermione, and Harry had to bite back a groan as he filled her completely.

The three of them found a natural rhythm, their bodies moving in perfect sync. Harry took turns, thrusting into first one, then the other, their moans and gasps echoing off the marble walls. The water grew warmer as their passion did, the candles flickering shadows playing across their skin.

This was more than just sex; it was a union of three souls who had been through so much together. Each touch, each kiss, each intimate connection was a declaration of their love and trust in one another. The room was alive with their energy, the magic of their bond weaving through the air and amplifying their pleasure.

As they moved closer to their peak, Harry felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening. "I'm going to come," he grunted, his voice strained. Hermione and Luna both nodded, their own pleasure reaching new heights as they felt Harry's cock pulse inside them.

With a roar of release, Harry came, filling Luna with his seed as he had filled Hermione moments before. The two witches clung to him, their bodies shaking with the **** of their shared climax. For a moment, they remained there, their breathing ragged and their hearts pounding in unison.

As they slowly came down from their high, Harry looked at both of them, his eyes filled with love and satisfaction. "That was..." he began, but words failed him. There were no words to describe the intensity of what they had just shared.

A) Luna drinks her permanent large tits potion

B) The three rest (skip to morning sex)

C) Hermione and Luna have ideas for some new rooms to add

D) add