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Harry shakily exhales as Vernon flicks the underside of Harry's veiny cock his tongue left to right to left to right.
The man was on his hands and knees, tracing each and every vein on Harry's hard length. His uncle is lapping away the pre-cum gathering at the tip when Harry's hand tightens, roughly grabbing his uncle's smooth locks.
Harry very much appreciates the view of his uncle's round curves. Thanks to their newfound skin regiment, Dudley's and Vernon's skin was silky smooth. More than that. They practically glowed. Both Dursley men have learned to utilise seduction as a weapon. Their mannarisms, voluptuous curves, shiny smooth hair, and full eyelashes aided their charisma to charm each new victim they met.
Nothing, however, was more charming then them on their knees for Harry. Thankfully, the wizard was young, so his recovery time was optimal. The whole household began jumping his bones at every turn since they learned the benefits of wixen cum.
Initially, they were surprised with the changes that were instigated with using his seed as their night cream.
It was as if had spent the day at a spa. As time went on, their looks changed more and more- for the better.
Vernon, who kneeled in front of Harry's standing figure, shook his ass seductively. The gracious globes bounced up and down, clad in a tight and skimpy purple thong. Its bows proudly decorated the garment, which barely covered anything at all. The smooth surface of Vernon's ass was covered his favorite fishnets.
Vernon was slurping down Harry's sticky precum in the family living room, pictures of the happy trio covered the walls. Vernon's and Petunia's wedding pictures were on the wall behind the happily married man as he bobbed up and down on the length filling his throat. Each and every flick of Vernon's flexible tongue made Harry's clear fluids trail after it, wetting his Uncle's chin.
Petunia and Dudley were off at a photoshoot. A local talent agent picked them off the street last week.
The only thing stopping the neighbors from stumbling upon Vernon's and Harry's fun was the curtains; however, someone would be able hear the filthy echoing moans and groans from Vernon and his nephew if they got close enough.
His uncle was fed up of waiting; he sunk his throat down Harry's full 7 inches, trying to get the fourteen year old to skullfuck his face. Harry gave a throaty groan as his uncle hollowed out his cheeks, practically begging for it. Vernon moaned in bliss as Harry began to trust his entire length down Vernon throat, completely in his element. The tip of Harry's dick kept penetrating the back of his uncle's tight and warm throat, deliciously spasming around his length.
His uncle's cheeks were flushed, eyes clouded with lust. Vernon looked up to meet his nephew's eyes as Harry unrepentantly took what he wanted. The bulge of Harry's thick cock fucking into the man could be seen as Vernon's throat was forced into taking it. Harry roughly shoved Vernon's head down on himself as he brutally thrusted inside the tight cavity. Harry knew his uncle got off on being used for his pleasure. Just thinking about the filth of it had Harry twitching. What would Mrs. Figg say if she walked past their house. If she heard the noises they were making.
Harry seemed to thrust deeper and deeper into Vernon's warm dark pink flesh each thrust. His uncle revelling in his forceful demands. The vibrations from Vernon's moans were doing lovely things for Harry.
The door squeaked opened.
Petunia and Dudley were met with the sight of Vernon being pressed against the coffee table with tears in his eyes. Harry was shoving his massive cock down Vernon's throat. They saw tears of joy in the eyes of their husband/ father.
Petunia gave her husband a fond, indulgent look.
Dudley however, was keen to get in on the action. He shed his shirt and pants, revealing his lacy thong, matching bra, and fishnet stockings. The boy got down on his knees behind Harry and began giving soft, tender kisses to Harry's firm ass.
Vernon was transfixed by the display in front of him. With glazed eyes, he greedily began to rut against Harry's leg. The man was so needy for... something. Anything.
Harry growled as Dudley's plump lips kissed his arsehole. Dudley proceeded to messily worship the sensitive pink rim with his tongue. He lapped up, down, and inside that warm and tight hole. Harry didn't mind the wet sensation when his cousin's make out session made him feel so... good!
The wonderful fluttering sensation of HEAT enveloped Harry's mind. It soared him to new heights of pleasure. Each sensual caress and flick of Dudley's tongue sent butterflies jittering through his belly.
Vernon came.
Harry pulled his hard cock out of his uncle's throat, hitting his check with it, and began to pump it up and down lazily in front of Dudley.
Dudley took seconds to drop to the ground, spreading his ass, literally offering himself on his hand and knees.
Harry pulled the thin strap of Dudley's thin purple lacy thong aside to reveal his puckering hole. Feeling like he was unwrapping a present, Harry tore a hole in the fishnets right over that spasming hole.
There, tucked into Dudley's hole was a plug. Harry shook his head in disbelief. This slut wore a plug to his photoshoot? He was hopeless. Hopeful Harry could convey this sentiment, Harry began to hit his thick cock on his cousin's rim.
His cousin bit down his moans, but his head whipping back conveyed all that needed to be said. Soon, he broke, yet Harry ignored Dudley's whines, his begs, and enjoyed denying his cousin. By the time Harry was ready to plunge inside, Dudley was panting with unshead tears of frustration in his eyes.
Finally, Harry sank that warm flesh. The sweet sensation of being enveloped by his cousin's sweet heat washed over Harry.
Slow and lazy thrusts made Dudley rock back and forth against the white carpet, digging into his now tender skin as Harry pushed him farther and farther into its fibers.
Harry could feel his cousin's heat tighten around him with each slow, powerful drag of his cock. He made sure to bottom out each and every thrust for his cock thirsty cousin, slamming his rock hard length into the bulb of his prostate.
"Yes! Uh, yes! Please Harry, ugh... Yes!
Dudley was moaning each and every thrust now as Harry felt his magic thicken his length further, slowly stretching Dudley more and more. Taking claim to him.
Harry grabbed onto Dudley's hair and tugged him far enough to sloppily make out with the needy teen. Harry's hips sped faster and faster as he bred that hole. He could feel the oh so sensitive underside of his cock being massaged by his cousin's swollen rim each and every time he slammed back into that warm flesh.
Harry took his time fucking his bulging length against Dudley's prostate, bullying it into submission. Dudley's moans were even louder than those of his parents, who were fucking each other while watching Harry take their son.
Harry pulled harder on Dudley's hair, causing his cousin's head to stick out at an uncomfortable angle and bit the teen's upper lip roughly.
Dudley came untouched.
His cousin's warm flesh spasmed again and again against Harry's length, trying to milk all it could from Harry's length.
With one last surging thrust, Harry pulled out and came all over Dudley's back. Long hot thick streams of wizard cum coated him.
Vernon and Petunia were both kneeling next to Dudley in seconds, cleaning up Harry's mess, moaning as they did so. As soon as their tongues touched the magical seed, they felt the familiar sensation of magic wash over them. The familiar high from it.
Harry was up and out of the room, bored before they had finished. He still needed to work on his summer homework.