Watching His Wife Help Welcome A New Neighbour to Prive Drive - Finale Orgy

AN: Here is the finale of the Watching His Girlfriend series! This has been a fun series to write as a reprieve from my usual stories.

As always, this chapter was commissioned by wnelson001! I hope you all enjoy it!

All characters are above 18!

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Holding the woman he loved most in this world, Harry carefully drove their new Vauxhall Astra through Little Whinging. It was a pre-owned car, something affordable that hadn’t seen too much usage before they bought it. It was well within their budget to have bought this; in fact, they had debated going for a more expensive car. The only thing holding them back was the fact that they decided to not get anything nicer than Vernon’s car.

Harry squeezed Hermione’s thigh comfortingly and brought her hand up to his lips to kiss. “You’re beautiful,” he told her, taking his eyes off of the road briefly to see her smiling face.

“It won’t be long before I start showing,” Hermione said as she glanced down at her flat belly.

“You’ll be even more beautiful then,” Harry said sincerely.

“I’m just annoyed that I’ll have to buy an entire new wardrobe that I’ll only use for a few months,” Hermione sighed.

“We could always get started on having another little one once you’re better and feel ready to get pregnant again.”

Hermione turned sharply to face him, looking surprised. “Really?”

“Really,” Harry chuckled. “We’ve always known that we want more than one kid. Why bother waiting?”

“Because Kingsley will be annoyed that I’ll be out of the office for a while,” Hermione joked. “Even though he’s sad that I’ll eventually be away from work for my maternity leave, he’s told me how excited he’ll be to fuck me at work once my baby bump starts to show. He’s promised to put in most of the energy so that I’m not over exerting myself. I think I’ll spend plenty of days hugging his torso as he bounced me on his cock while he walks around his office. He’s even talked about adding in a bed so that I can be more comfortable when he’s looking for a bit of relief.”

Merlin, that minx of his knew what she was doing to him. Every day after work, she regaled Harry with the tales of what she and Kingsley got up to that day in an effort to get him going. There’d been more than a few days that Harry had to use his house’s privacy charms to keep the Dursleys away so that he could fuck Hermione instead of them.

Giggling quietly to herself, Hermione reached down and grasped his hardening cock through his trousers. “I bet Dudley will be happy to think that he has another child on the way.”

Harry chuckled. Dudley still hadn’t caught on to their little ruse. He regularly came by to check up on Hermione and ensure that she was getting enough proper nutrition for the baby growing inside of her. If it wasn’t for the fact that Hermione was off to see healers at St Mungo’s to oversee her pregnancy, Harry was certain that Dudley would insist on attending all of her medical appointments. He was surprisingly caring in that regard.

“Last night when he came over, he told me that he can’t wait to teach his son to be a real man,” Hermione told Harry as she leaned in closer to him. Her fingers subtly began unzipping his trousers. “And if we have any girls, he’ll teach them not to let a weak man get into bed with them.”

Harry snorted in amusement, which in turn elicited another giggle from Hermione. “He certainly does have some grand ideas about the future.”

“I know,” Hermione said as she fished out Harry’s cock and grasped it with her fist. She started slowly stroking him, sending tingles throughout his body. “I can’t imagine the uproar he’ll cause the day we eventually move away.”

It was a discussion that they’d had before they even bought their house on Privet Drive. Having fun with Dudley and Vernon was truly wonderful, but there would come a time when they needed a house more suited to a magical family.

“If we keep our current house as a holiday home of sorts, I’m sure that’ll mollify him somewhat,” Harry replied.

“Just like what Draco and Astoria are doing?” Hermione’s hand still as she paused in thought. “That could be great. I know how excited they are to be buying the house on the other side of the Dursleys. Draco was telling me how excited he was to get Astoria back over there so that he could watch her getting fucked again and again.”

“We should invite them over soon,” Harry suggested. “It’d be fun to have sex with them again.”

“You just want Astoria’s tight pussy wrapped around your perfect cock, don’t you?” Hermione grinned at him.

“You’d feel the same if you had a cock to experience her,” Harry joked. “And don’t act like you wouldn’t have fun with Draco fucking you like crazy. There’s a reason one of your favourite fantasies to revisit is the first time I shared you with him in the Slytherin Common Room.”

Hermione shivered in delight at the memory. “How long is it until we pick them up?”

“Maybe another fifteen minutes,” Harry said. “Twenty if the roads stay busy like this.”

“Perfect,” Hermione said as she shifted in her seat. Suddenly, her head was on his lap and the tip of his cock was inside of her mouth.

Sighing contently, Harry took his left hand off of the steering wheel to pet the back of Hermione’s head as she sucked him off. She’d been constantly getting him worked up all throughout the morning, so he really needed this break before the main event tonight.

Were it not for the magical privacy charms placed upon the windows of the car, anyone passing by would’ve been able to watch Harry getting a blowjob, but the charms made it seem like they were both sitting up straight in their seats. Still, the thrill having people look in the car without knowing what was happening turned Harry on more than he could believe. It was similar to the excitement he felt when he had fucked Astoria while Hermione watched him.

Seventeen minutes later, Hermione wiped away the last droplets of cum from her lips and swallowed it down before she stuffed Harry’s cock back inside of his trousers. It was just in time too because Harry spotted Draco and Astoria standing on the side of the road just outside of a local pub. They were both in fancy muggle clothes, almost like they’d just come from a fancy night out in London. Harry slowed the car and pulled over so that the two of them could get in.

Before the door was even open, Harry could hear Draco whinging outside.

“—really necessary?” Draco asked Astoria as he awkwardly sat down in the backseat of the car.

“We’ve been over this, darling,” Astoria rolled her eyes as she sat down as well. “It needs to look like we’re actually moving some things in. Dudley told us how nosey the neighbours are. People will ask questions if they don’t see us arriving.”

“We could’ve told them that we showed up at the house early in the morning before anyone woke up,” Draco groaned.

“Hermione, can you help me here, please?” Astoria asked as she closed her door.

“Trust me, you need to make an appearance like this,” Hermione told Draco as she turned back to face him. “It’s already odd enough that you’re buying a holiday home in Little Whinging of all places. If you just happened to arrive without anyone noticing, people will start asking even more questions about you. All it takes is one determined neighbour to break up the story that we’ve helped craft for you.”

Draco threw up his hands in defeat and huffed. “Still would’ve been easier to use memory charms on the lot of them,” he muttered under his breath.

“It’s an extra hour out of your day,” Harry told him. “Now shut your door and quit whinging. We’ve got a welcome party to get to.”

As they took off again, Harry could feel the anticipation building up inside of him. Dudley had been alluding to a special surprise on the day that Astoria and Draco would be visiting their new holiday home. If his past experiences with Dudley’s surprises were any indication as to what was about to happen, then Harry knew he was in for a wonderful time.

It only took them a few minutes before Harry turned them onto Magnolia Road. From there, he turned onto Magnolia Crescent, and then one final turn as they arrived on Privet Drive.

Number 3 Privet Drive looked nearly identical to all of the other homes around it. A moving van sat in the driveway and the workers that Draco and Astoria had hired were busy moving in all of the new furniture that Hermione had helped them to pick out. It all looked terribly modern and expensive for a house on Privet Drive of all places, but that was the point. Draco and Astoria’s cover story of being an incredibly wealthy couple needed to hold up under any scrutiny.

Harry drove past the house and parked in the driveway of his and Hermione’s, Number 5 Privet Drive. However, everyone in the car couldn’t help but stare in amazement at what was going on next door.

Golden streamers and multicoloured balloons were strewn about the exterior of the Dursley’s home. They were reminiscent of the celebratory affair that accompanied each and every one of Dudley’s birthdays and other celebrations for various events. Harry was certain that Dudley had insisted on them being there just for Harry’s sake; after all, he was the only one who would see their symbolic value.

There were quite a few people about the neighbourhood as Harry, Hermione, Draco, and Astoria all stepped out of the car. Virtually everyone seemed content to judge the newcomers from a distance, and those who chanced more than that offered little more than a wave or a tepid greeting. Harry rejected his desire to sneer at the lot of them and instead maintained his demure appearance.

Naturally, Dudley was the first neighbour to come out and greet Astoria and Dudley. He was dressed in a fine suit that wasn’t quite on the level of Draco’s but still managed to be beyond the means that he and his father had. Dudley strutted out across his front yard like he was worth a million pounds, and all of the neighbours seemed to buy his look from a distance.

“Welcome to Privet Drive,” Dudley said eagerly as he reached out to shake Draco’s hand. It was only upon completing said shake that he turned to address Astoria with the best behaviour he could possibly come up with. “I’ve arranged for a fun afternoon for you and your beloved. Once you’ve gotten settled, I’d love to invite you over to my home.”

“That would be lovely,” Astoria replied with a brilliant smile.

Dudley seemed entirely taken in by her charm and gave a slight bow towards her. “Then we’ll be waiting for your arrival.” He turned on his heels and walked right back to his front door, where he promptly disappeared from sight.

“They’re going to drive themselves mad for every minute that they have to wait,” Harry told Astoria.

“Then let them,” Astoria sniffed. “I’m not going to behave like Hermione or Luna around them. I want them to think that they have to earn me through Draco’s approval.”

“Exactly,” Draco nodded in agreement. “Let them stew. I’ll go over in a few minutes just to help drum up some anticipation. You should join me, Harry.”

“Why?” Harry asked, more out of curiosity’s sake given the fact that he could easily intuit Draco’s answer.

Draco cracked a sly grin. “Wouldn’t it be nice for me to put you in your place in front of them?”

Harry laughed at the idea. It was exactly the type of thing that’d excite Dudley even more. “Let’s do it then.”

“I’ll go help Astoria make sure that everything is being delivered to the right spot, and we’ll be sure to grab Luna before the party begins,” Hermione said to Harry. Wary of any onlookers, she quickly glanced around before giving him a peck on the cheek. “Have fun.”

“We will,” Harry assured her.

Harry led Draco through the front door of the Dursley’s home to find that there was quite the change that’d taken place inside. The long dining table and all of the chairs were now missing to make space for a pair of armchairs from the living room and a huge inflatable mattress that dominated the floor space. The living room itself had the small tables moved to the edges of the room while the sofa had been moved back by the large front windows so that it overlooked the dining room. Heavy, dark curtains had replaced the lighter ones so that no one outside of the house could see inside of it.

All of that on its own was quite incredible, but what was truly astounding was the fact that everyone inside was dressed up.

Dudley stood in the middle of his group of friends. Malcolm, Gordon, Dennis, and Piers were all in suits like Dudley was, and even Vernon was in a suit that looked like it properly fit his large girth for once. Petunia, naturally, was nowhere to be seen.

“Hey, look who it is!” Piers exclaimed with a bright grin on his lips. “Pathetic Potter is here for the big show.”

Draco grabbed Harry’s shoulders and shoved him forward roughly. “Go on and thank these fine gentlemen for what they’re about to do to your missus.”

Willing his cheeks to flush like he was embarrassed, Harry made his way around the room, thanking each man in turn. Their scornful looks and smarmy smiles were designed to make him feel small, but all Harry felt was the building excitement.

“Lads,” Dudley said, getting the attention of everyone. He walked over to Draco’s side and put an arm around his waist. “This here is Draco Malfoy. He’s a top bloke who’s bringing his partner, Astoria, around soon for us to share. Why don’t we all thank him now?”

One by one, Harry watched as each man came up and shook Draco’s hand and thanked him for allowing them to partake in Astoria’s body. They all looked genuinely sincere in their thanks. Dudley must have drilled it into them that they needed to be polite and respectful towards Draco otherwise they’d lose their chance with Astoria.

“Where is she anyways?” Gordon asked eagerly after he shook Draco’s hand.

“She’s ensuring that the labourers are putting things in their proper place in our new holiday home,” Draco drawled.

“Should’ve had Hermione and Luna over here to get us warmed up,” Dennis complained. He rounded on Harry with a menacing look. “Where are they, Potter?”

“I-I think they’re helping Astoria,” Harry stuttered and cringed away.

“God above,” Dennis shook his head in frustration. “I swear that the only thing you’ve ever done right in your life is getting with a bird that’s far too fit for you.”

“They won’t be long,” Harry said quickly. “I promise.”

“They’d better not be,” Gordon said, coming to corner Harry alongside Dennis. Honestly, he wasn’t very intimidating with his round belly and red cheeks. Dennis did well enough alone with his tall frame.

The sound of the front door opening saved Harry from having to pretend to look scared any longer. The relief and excitement on his face was genuine as Hermione and Luna came into view with Astoria strutting along behind them.

In contrast to Astoria’s fancy dress, Hermione and Luna had opted for a more relaxed outfit. They each only had on a short pleated skirt and a crop top. Harry doubted that either of them had any undergarments on at all. They knew what they were here for, and they didn’t want anything to get in the way of that.

“You all know Hermione and Luna by now,” Dudley said to the amused chuckles of everyone else in the room. “But let me introduce you to this absolute beauty, Astoria.”

Dudley held out his hand for her, and she took it, letting him lead her into the centre of all of the men. They stood in awe of her beauty, and were it not for the fact that they were expected to be more respectful towards her compared to Hermione and Luna, Harry knew that they would’ve already started tearing her dress off.

“Hello everyone,” Astoria said with a small smile. “Dudley here says that you all have a fun afternoon planned for us. I’ve been quite keen on unwrapping some special presents from you all.”

With a sultry wink, Astoria grasped the front of Dudley’s trousers and playfully tugged at his zipper. A round of whistles and sounds of approval went up from all of the men.

“What a minx,” Malcolm grinned.

“I get her first,” Piers demanded.

“Now now,” Dudley said, raising his hands. “We’ll let the lady decide who she has fun with first. The rest of us can take Hermione and Luna until Astoria is ready to try someone new. Now, why don’t we all get a little more comfortable while our viewers take their seats. Draco, would you like anything to drink?”

“A whiskey, if you have anything suitable,” Draco said arrogantly.

Vernon chuckled as he made his way into the kitchen. “I knew you were a proper man from the moment I saw you. I picked up something special just for this occasion.”

Naturally, Harry wasn’t offered anything. In fact, almost everyone seemed to forget his presence as he made his way over to the sofa. They were all so used to fucking Hermione and Luna in front of him that he’d become an afterthought, something only remembered whenever one of them wanted to mock someone.

Draco took his seat on the far end of the sofa from Harry and watched as Hermione and Luna stripped down along with all of the men. Vernon swiftly came over with his drink before he too started undressing.

“My my,” Astoria purred as she spun around in place, seeing six hard cocks all around her. Her tongue danced out and ran along her ruby-painted lips. “Whichever one shall I choose first?”

All of the men peacocked about as they tried to get Astoria’s attention, but it was Malcolm’s cock that she gravitated towards. It was almost just as big as Harry’s was, and Astoria cradled it in her hands like it was something precious to her. But she didn’t stop there. She waved Dennis over too since he had a cock nearly as long as Malcolm’s but nowhere near as thick. She wrapped her fingers around each cock and began delicately stroking them.

“The lady’s made her choice,” Dudley announced to the rest of them. “Guess it’s these sluts for us now.”

Hermione yelped in surprise as Vernon pounced on her from behind and knocked her down onto her hands and knees. The man dropped prone behind her and shoved his face right up against her pussy, where he started lapping at her core. Seeing an opportunity, Gordon dropped to his knees in front of her and shoved his cock into her face, which Hermione wasted no time in starting to suck. Her mouth unhinged with ease, and she fit his entire average-sized cock easily inside of her.

Piers got to Luna before Dudley did. “How’s my favourite cock slut doing?” He cooed in her ear as he pressed her front against a nearby wall. “I’ve been dreaming about fucking your tight arse again.”

“And I’ve been dreaming about having you take me, Piers,” Luna said in that dreamy voice of hers. “I’m already lubed up and ready for you.”

“Fuck yes,” Piers hissed as he spread Luna’s arse cheeks apart and pressed his cock against her tight hole. It took a little bit of force to push past that initial tight ring of muscle, but once he made it past that, Piers sank all the way inside of her. “God you feel fucking incredible. Get over here Dudley.”

Shuffling back slowly, Piers lifted Luna’s legs off of the ground and carried her light frame over to the air mattress. Dudley came over with a wicked grin and helped Piers to lay down on the mattress with Luna still on top of him. Then, Dudley spread Luna’s legs wide and shoved his cock roughly into her weeping pussy.

As Astoria switched between fawning over Malcolm and Dennis’ cocks, Draco looked to Harry with a raised eyebrow. “They’re all very eager.”

“That’s how they always are,” he replied, keeping his voice quiet enough that no one was bound to overhear them. “And the best part is that they can go for hours.”

Draco turned his attention back to Astoria, who was busy peppering the two cocks in her hands with kisses. Both men looked like they desperately wanted to be inside of her mouth already, but she was taking her sweet time with it. “Merlin, it’s so hot whenever she gets like this. It feels like she’s showing off just for my benefit.”

“I feel the same way with Hermione,” Harry said honestly. “She really plays up her reactions whenever she has sex with them, and I know that it’s just to try to turn me on that little bit more.”

“I can’t wait to take Astoria home afterwards and fuck her again and again,” Draco groaned, having to already shift in his seat as his cock grew in his trousers.

“I know the feeling,” Harry murmured to himself as he turned his attention back to the scene in front of him.

Hermione was moaning loudly around Gordon’s cock as Vernon ate her pussy like it was his final supper. His tongue was going wild as he swished back and forth over her clit, and he was stroking his thick, meaty cock in his hands. Gordon wasn’t doing much more than holding Hermione’s head in place as she moaned. Harry knew from experience just how damned good those vibrations felt.

Eventually, Vernon decided that he’d done a good enough job getting Hermione worked up because he sat up and wasted no time ramming his cock into her pussy. Both Gordon and Hermione cried out in pleasure as Hermione’s body slammed forward. Her face was mushed right up against Gordon’s crotch, and he looked like he was already about to shoot his seed straight into Hermione’s belly.

“Be careful with her,” Dudley called out to Vernon with a wicked grin on his lips as he pounded into Luna’s pussy. “She’s got my baby in her.”

A round of laughter went up from the men in the room as they shot Harry mocking looks. He ducked his head low, pretending to be embarrassed just long enough for everyone to return their focus to whoever they were fucking before he let out a small smile.

Astoria finally parted her lips enough to get a proper taste of Malcolm’s cock, but she didn’t have more than the tip in before she pulled back and repeated the motion on Dennis. Both men groaned in frustration as she teased them, but Draco’s watchful gaze kept them in check. Eventually though, she got deeper and deeper and spent more time lovingly lavishing each cock with her skilled tongue.

Harry couldn’t believe how stuffed Luna looked with Piers’ cock in her arse and Dudley’s in her pussy. Each time Dudley thrust forward, the tip of his cock could be clearly seen bulging in her belly. Piers had lifted her hips up a bit so that he could pound away freely at the same time as Dudley, letting the two of them manage a perfect timing. Luna was quickly becoming undone as she moaned loudly and squeezed her tiny breasts in her hands, eking out every last drop of pleasure that she could.

The sound of Vernon’s heavy balls smacking off of Hermione’s clit rang out loudly, punctuated by her crying out in pleasure around Gordon’s cock. He started spanking her arse too, trading off in between cheeks as he got them nice and red. Vernon had done a wonderful job of getting her nice and worked up, and Gordon’s cock was just long enough that she was starting to choke on him. She looked high on pleasure, unable to do anything more than let it all come crashing down on her at a moment’s notice.

When she came, everyone in the room heard it. Her cry was momentous, the type of sound that she normally only made after Harry worked her up to the brink and held her there for several minutes before finally giving her the release that she so desperately craved. Her body thrashed wildly, and Gordon let out a loud groan of his own as he started bucking his hips against her face, cumming right down her throat. Vernon kept spanking her again and again.

“That’s a good fucking slut!” He shouted. “That’s right, keep cumming all over my cock! A real man’s cock!”

As happy as Harry was to watch other men cum in or on Hermione, what he truly loved most was seeing her orgasm with another man. That feeling of pleasure was so pure and blissful, and she deserved it all of the time. Way back when he’d first brought up the idea of sharing her with others, Hermione had worried that she’d accidentally hurt his feelings if she felt too good while having sex with someone besides him, but Harry had quickly corrected that notion in her. He wanted her to enjoy days like today just as much as he did, and seeing her cum reaffirmed the fact in his mind that she’d grown to love this just as much as him. It was an act of love that she always looked for him after she came, looking for his approval, his lust.

Harry’s burning eyes of passion met hers, and just the smallest smile graced her lips before Gordon pulled himself out of her mouth.

“Bloody hell,” he groaned as sat back and stared down at Hermione with admiration. “There’s not a better cocksucker than you.”

“Thanks,” Hermione smiled, blushing prettily.

“I don’t know about that,” Dennis groaned. “Astoria’s making quite the case for herself.”

She certainly was. Gone was the slow, dainty approach that she’d begun with. Astoria was now greedily gobbling down Dennis and Malcolm’s cocks with a drive that was rare to see. Draco was fully focused on her, watching her hair bounce beautifully as her head bobbed back and forth.

“She’s sucking them like a pro,” Draco muttered to himself in awe.

Astoria somehow managed to perfectly time Dennis and Gordon’s orgasms to coincide perfectly with one another. She switched between them so quickly until she pulled her face back and was just stroking their cocks furiously with her hands. Suddenly, the two men groaned as they erupted, spraying her face with their seed. The thick spurts of cum covered her from her hairline all the way down to her chin, and the last few drops dripped down even further onto her dress.

“Oops,” Astoria giggled as she stood up and spun around, showing off her cum-covered face to everyone in the room. “I spilt a bit. I guess I’d better get out of this dress.”

Vernon, Piers, and Dudley didn’t stop fucking their respective partners, but they all did turn and watch as Astoria slowly unzipped her dress and let it fall from her shoulders. Her gorgeous body set off more than a few groans of delight as she twirled around and bounced, letting her arse and breasts jiggle enticingly.

“Fuck!” Dudley cried out as he rammed forward into Luna’s pussy sharply. He pumped a large load of cum straight into her womb, and Luna grinned brightly, loving every second of it.

When Dudley pulled his cock out of her, Luna was quick to thank him.

“That felt amazing,” she cooed before a moan interrupted any further words from her. Now that Dudley was out of the picture, Piers rolled himself and Luna over so that she was face down on the air mattress, and he got to work really pounding into her arsehole.

“Oh, Vernon,” Astoria called out to him. “Wouldn’t you rather fuck me again than your old, used-up slut?”

Vernon hissed in a sharp breath and pulled out of Hermione’s pussy immediately. “Would I ever.”

“But—!” Hermione cried out.

“Sorry, love,” Vernon said, not sounding sorry at all. He hurried over to Astoria’s side and giggled delightfully as she laid down on the mattress next to Luna and Piers and spread her legs wide open for him. Her pussy was wet and glistening, and Vernon looked like he’d just won the lottery when he stuffed his cock inside of her.

“Someone stuff this slut’s mouth!” Piers called out to his mates.

“And mine!” Astoria called out quickly.

Malcolm clearly wasn’t entirely satisfied with just one blowjob from Astoria, so he knelt down behind her head. Astoria tilted her head back as far as she could and opened up her mouth wide for his cock, which he easily slid straight down her throat with a satisfied groan.

Dennis tried to get to Luna first, but he was beaten out by Gordon. Gordon lifted Luna’s head and shoved his cock into her too, fucking her mouth roughly in time with Piers’ thrusts.

“Don’t whinge, Dennis,” Piers moaned. “Come over here and get ready.”

In just a few short thrusts, Piers slammed forward again and exploded inside of Luna’s arsehole. The look of bliss that crossed his face was simply delightful.

When he pulled out of her, he gave her arse a playful smack. “Now you’ve got two holes to choose from. Enjoy your sloppy seconds.”

Dennis truly didn’t seem to mind as he lined himself up with Luna’s cum-soaked pussy and started fucking her. Piers was stroking his own cock as he walked over and watched Astoria getting fucked, but he quickly knelt down when Astoria started reaching out for him so that she could stroke him off instead.

Hermione looked pained without anyone to keep her company. Harry desperately wanted to go over and stick his cock in her himself, but he didn’t want to break this perfect illusion that they had. Thankfully, there was one man willing to take his place.

Dudley came over and helped Hermione onto her feet. “Don’t think I forgot about you,” he told her as he wrapped his arms around her back. Hermione grabbed onto him too, and that was when Dudley lifted her up into the air and sat her back down on his long, thick cock. She sighed happily as her swollen pussy was filled back up with a nice shaft.

Dudley walked Hermione around the room as he bounced her on his cock. He seemed keen to let her get a good view of Luna and Astoria both being fucked.

“Isn’t this the way things ought to be?” He asked Hermione loudly. “Proper men fucking beautiful women. Why don’t you divorce Harry already and become my live-in slut?”

“I can’t,” Hermione whimpered, clinging to him tightly. It was clear that her first orgasm wasn’t destined to be her last. Her body was still trembling with pleasure, and her moans were only growing in intensity.

“You need to learn that having a big cock fucking you day in and day out is better than whatever mediocre homemaking Potter does at home all day,” Dudley told her. He spanked her arse again as Vernon had done to drive the point home. “Don’t you love cumming on our thick cocks?”

“I do,” Hermione admitted readily, panting like a bitch in heat.

“Then ditch his sorry arse already,” Dudley told her bluntly.

Hermione didn’t answer him, not wanting him to push the subject any further. Harry would’ve been happy with any response she gave, still knowing that her heart only belonged to him.

Vernon suddenly roared as he filled Astoria’s pussy up with his seed. He was barely out of her before Malcolm pulled his long cock out of her mouth and took her pussy for himself. Draco couldn’t take it anymore and suddenly stood up, desperate to get a closer look at Astoria. There were many times that Harry wanted to do the exact same, but none of the others would’ve allowed it. Still, that didn’t stop them from occasionally bringing Hermione or Luna over to him so that he could get a front row seat.

“What a day,” Dudley sighed contently, still bouncing Hermione on his cock as he sat down right next to Harry in Draco’s vacated seat. Hermione was whimpering into Dudley’s shoulder as his thick cock stretched her pussy out again and again, leaving her breathless. “We should have more parties like this, yeah?”

“Whatever you want, Dudley,” Harry said with a pathetic tone. He watched Hermione out of the corner of his gaze, admiring her beauty even when she was covered with a thin sheen of sweat and plenty of red hand prints on her arse from everyone spanking her.

Dudley rolled his eyes at Harry. “Are you really still going to keep up this act?”

His words didn’t sink into Harry’s mind until seconds later when it jolted him like a bolt of lightning. Harry did his best to keep his features as neutral as possible.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked innocently.

“You’re like Draco,” Dudley grunted as he slammed Hermione back down onto his cock. “You actually like watching your wife getting fucked in front of you. And I’ve seen what you’re packing. You really do need to be more careful about not fucking in a room with the curtains pulled back if you don’t want anyone to catch onto your little ruse.”

Harry was stunned into silence. Dudley knew everything and still kept going along with it?

After several seconds, Harry managed to open his mouth. “How long have you known?”

“Well, Malcolm was the one who first figured it out,” Dudley said. “He dropped a few hints here and there, enough to make me suspicious. Then there was a time when I came into your room upstairs here in the morning to fuck Hermione and saw your morning wood. I kind of pieced it all together then. You did a pretty good job of hiding it, but there’s been a few nights when I’ve looked into your window to see if Hermione or Luna was in and caught you fucking them.”

Maybe those privacy charms that Hermione had put into place weren’t as foolproof as they had thought. Thinking back on it now, Harry could distinctly recall a couple of times that he’d forgotten to activate the muggle-repelling wards before he’d gone to shag Hermione.

“But if you knew all of this, then why have you kept playing along?” Harry couldn’t help but ask.

Dudley looked at him like he’d grown a second head. “Are you stupid or something? Why would I ruin my chance to fuck two gorgeous women whenever I felt like? If it means that you get to keep getting off on being cucked and bullied, then that’s fine by me. Everyone likes different things.”

Harry fell silent at that. He’d never in his wildest dreams imagined that Dudley of all people would be fine with his lifestyle and willing to go along with it.

“Thanks, Dudley,” Harry said sincerely. “You, err, do know that Hermione’s baby is mine though, right?”

Dudley snorted. “Obviously. I figured that you two did some weird magicky bits to keep her from getting pregnant from anyone else. Still was fun to pretend to play dad though.”

“You… you still could, if you wanted.”

Now Dudley let out a full blown laugh. “Sure, Potter,” he said as he spanked Hermione’s arse. “Whatever you say. Now, quit chatting my ear off so I can pump another fat load into your missus, yeah?”

Harry smiled openly. “Give her everything you’ve got.”

No one else in the room was any the wiser to the conversation that’d just taken place, and Harry was fine with that. He didn’t care if Vernon, Gordon, Dennis, and Piers didn’t know that this was all just a game to satisfy Harry’s kink; the one man at the centre of it all knew, and that was enough for Harry. And when he heard Hermione scream out Dudley’s name as she came around his cock, everything felt just right.

Were it not for the need for a break, the orgy would’ve gone on for hours. As it was, an agreement was made to take a pause so that Vernon could order in a Chinese for everyone while they cleaned up a bit and got ready for the next bout after supper.

Harry begged off any cleanup duties with the excuse that he needed to help get Hermione cleaned up and ready for more. Dudley stuck up for him when some of the others began complaining and told him to take them through the back garden to reach his house where he could clean them up there. Draco said that he’d take Astoria and Luna back to his to get them ready for more later too.

Hermione’s legs were too weak to walk, so Harry cradled her in his arms as he carried her back to their home at Number 5 Privet Drive. He found all of the potions that she’d prepared to help prevent her from feeling sore and to regenerate her fluids and strength so that she’d be fit to keep going for hours more. Only once she’d gotten them into her did Hermione finally let out a satisfied sigh and feel up to talking.

“Are you okay that Dudley knows our secret?” Hermione asked him sincerely as she vanished away the cum staining her inner thighs and used a mouth-freshening charm on herself.

“Yeah,” Harry answered honestly. “Are you?”

“Of course,” Hermione smiled at him. “It doesn’t matter to me whether he knows or not, as long as we’re both still having fun.”

“Have I told you lately that you’re the most perfect woman in the world?” Harry asked her as he wrapped his arms around her naked body and pulled her in close to him. His near-constant erection pressed cleanly against her stomach, showing her just how much he desired her.

“Only every morning when I wake up,” Hermione said playfully. “Have I told you lately that you’re the best husband a woman could ever ask for?”

“No, actually,” Harry teased as he tickled her sides.

“Stop it,” Hermione giggled.

Their lips met in a delicate, passion-filled kiss. Every ounce of love and dedication that they had for one another felt perfectly encapsulated in that one perfect moment. Hermione was his life partner, the only one who made him feel whole and complete. It almost hurt to think about how much he loved her.

When their lips finally parted, Harry sighed happily.

“I love you so much,” Hermione told him.

“And I love you,” he said. “But you know what else I love?”

“Watching me get fucked again and again,” Hermione chuckled.

“Exactly,” Harry laughed along with her.

“I would’ve thought that you might want a quickie before we go back,” Hermione said enticingly.

As much as he was tempted to take her up on that offer, Harry shook his head. “I want you to get a creampie from every single man in there. And then I’m going to bring you back home and fuck you myself.”

“That sounds brilliant,” Hermione beamed.

Harry smacked her bum playfully. “Then let’s get going, love.”