Fleur has been studying Neotantrism for years, but she needs something big to help her get to the next level. She's hoping a gang of her favorite guys get her there.
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Shake Your Money Maker
Harry gave his wand a final flick and the mop returned to its place in the closet. There had been a fair amount of discussion about who should clean the kitchen this morning. The men had all tried to weasel their way out of it by pointing out that they had a date this morning. Fleur had brought them all up short and put an end to the discussion by stating that she got turned on watching men do housework. Within seconds Fred, George, Harry, and Bill had jumped to it and started clearing dishes. Ron was a bit slower to move but took care of putting the leftovers in the fridge with Lee’s help.
Charlie had made some remarks about women’s work and bitches. Fleur had quirked an eyebrow at him and said that was fine, she didn’t really need him to show up for her scheduled activity, six men was more than enough for what she had in mind. He’d stared her down. Her response had been to get up and walk to each of the other men in the room, give them a kiss and grope, and sashay out of the room. Charlie had gathered up the trash and the empty bottles, and made a point that Fleur had seen him helping out.
Harry wasn’t sure how Charlie had fallen so far from the tree. He was sure Charlie would never say anything like that where his mother would hear it. He did think that Angelina was on to something though when she told him he needed to stop getting all of his female companionship from whores in Romania and Moldova. While he’d never partaken in that particular activity, he had seen plenty of brothels and the pretty, but cynical girls that worked them while working with the Slovakian Magical Control Bureau around the Black Sea.
The men all agreed that the kitchen looked fine, and if anything got missed- well that was why they hired a house elf service to come in after every time the house got used. As though they were all thinking the same thing, the men went to their various rooms to change. Ginny had just gotten out of the shower when Harry walked in. She was pulling her hair up into a pony tail without even drying it.
“What are your plans this morning?” He asked as she smiled at him in the mirror.
“All of the girls who aren’t Fleur are going to go hang out in the hot tub. We’ll gossip about you boys while you’re all occupied.”
“You don’t have a date for this morning?”
“I have five of them.”
“Maybe I should come to your party.” He stretched up and nibbled on her earlobe.
“Oh, I don’t expect it to be anything like yours.” She turned and kissed him. “We really are just planning to talk. Besides, I’m a little tender this morning after Lee’s ‘instructional class’ last night.”
Harry didn’t say anything, just kissed her back. Lee had taken him and Ginny up to his room, then proceeded to give him an expert lesson in how to properly spank a girl, including using a riding crop and other tools of the BDSM trade. They’d done a bit of experimenting with Ginny’s boundaries to find out what type of bondage she would and wouldn’t go for. As Harry expected, she didn’t take well to it.
Silent tears streamed from wide, frightened eyes when they tied her spread-eagle to the bed. She’d been released and Harry had calmed her down. Despite her reaction, she agreed to find out if she liked just being pinned down. So Harry had gone down on her to get her in the mood. Then Lee straddled her chest and pinned her arms under his knees. When he slapped her with that enormous slab of meat he called a cock, she snarled and bit him savagely. When Lee slapped her in response, she kicked Harry off the bed, kneed Lee in the kidneys, then flipped him over and proceeded to strike at him with her fingernails like talons. Fortunately, Lee’s wand had been nearby and Harry knocked her out with a couple of quick combat spells.
Harry made their apologies and Lee nodded in agreement as Harry carried her back to their own room. She woke up angry, but calmed down once she saw she was back in her own room with just Harry. He apologized and she had a good cry. She fell asleep in his arms and slept fitfully for the first hour or so, then dropped into a deep slumber. In the morning they woke in the same position, her make-up smeared across both of them. When he asked her how she was doing, a horrified expression etched itself in her features. She apologized to Harry, then got up and threw on her robe. She ran up to Lee’s room and was on her knees apologizing to Lee profusely when Harry caught up to her. Lee lifted her up, kissed her gently, and told her to go take a shower. He’d alluded to getting together some other time, but said he had to get ready. They hugged briefly, then Harry led her back to their room, where they cuddled until the smell of breakfast wafted through the house. Harry went to eat, and she’d gone to shower.
“Well, you girls have a good time. Come get me if you start getting bored.”
“There are going to be five of the sexiest women I know naked in a hot tub. I won’t be bored.” She laughed and kissed him on his cheek before she pulled on her robe and headed down the hall. Harry jumped in the shower, but made it quick. He didn’t want to be the last one to arrive, and he certainly wanted to be there before Fleur. Unsure of the exact protocol, he pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and figured they were appropriate for anything that would happen around here, and he could always divest himself of them quickly if he needed to.
Fred, George, Lee, and Charlie were already in the den when he arrived. The couches and chairs had been pushed back against the walls, and a leather ottoman had been expanded so that looked like a low sitting bed. Two cameras were levitating about seven feet off the floor, one pointed at the head of the ottoman, the other at the foot. Bill walked into the room, a third camera in one hand and his wand in the other. He let go of the camera and it floated about two feet off the floor and slowly circled the area they would be gathered in.
“Alright,” Bill said as he placed his wand atop the stereo cabinet. “Looks like everyone is here except Ron, anyone seen him?”
“I’m here,” Ron called as he entered the room. It seemed he’d gotten the memo as well; all the boys were in gym shorts and t-shirts.
“Good. Everybody take their pill this morning?” Bill had handed out a little blue pill to everyone at breakfast. There had been a couple of objections from Charlie and the twins, but Bill said there weren’t going to be any fluffers and he didn’t want any limp dicks screwing up his wife’s personal movie. After everyone confirmed they had he said, “Okay, go ahead and strip down, no point in wearing clothes when you’ll just have to take them off.”
Harry and Ron seemed to be the only ones that hesitated as the rest of the boys stripped down to nothing. Bill reached down and turned on the stereo. Harry didn’t recognize the song, but he recognized that it had to be early 80’s new wave from the electronic drums and synthesizers. Fred started dancing almost as soon as the song started, at least Harry thought it was dancing, either that or he was having seizures. The woman singing said she was a bitch, she was a geisha, she was a little girl when they made love.
The girls who weren’t involved in the morning’s activities paraded through the room. They were all draped in robes of various materials and lengths, except Angelina, who was as naked as the day she was born. Hermione was the only one who’d bothered to tie her robe. The girls swept through the room depositing kisses and briefly fondling all the boys in the room. Charlie and Ron both looked decidedly uncomfortable as Ginny took a pass with each of them in turn. Then the girls were on their way as they headed out the door onto the back deck where the hot tub was.
Bill took up his wand again and gave it a flick. All the curtains closed and the lights dimmed. With another flick small colored orbs began floating around the room. Whatever song was playing now suddenly cut off. Everyone looked around the room, and a single shaft of brilliant white light illuminated the woman in the entry way.
Her white blonde hair was swept down over one side of her face and practically glowed as it reflected the light. She was wearing a red vest with gold brocade and buttons. Her boobs were pushed up so that her cleavage was deep in the area exposed by the vest. She was wearing a red leather skirt that broke just an inch or so below her crotch, making her smooth, tanned legs appear impossibly long for her short frame. The four-inch red stiletto heels she wore served the illusion of her height as well. She stepped into the room, crossing one foot in front of the other with her hands on her hips. Her whole body seemed to move with every step.
The seven men had naturally fallen into a horseshoe shaped perimeter around the ottoman. Fleur strutted towards Ron. She reached him just as a raucous series of blues chords ripped from the speaker. She jutted her hip out to the side and with a flick the first of the vest buttons flew across the room. As the series of chords repeated she twirled round until she was in front of Harry. She hip checked him as another button flew across the room. With another repetition she ended up in front of Charlie and this time the button actually bounced off Lee. Once more they cycled through and she deposited the last button in Bill’s hand. Then the rhythm picked up and her vest hit the floor revealing a red lacy bra that barely contained her luscious tits.
Harry knew they weren’t terribly large, but they looked large on her small frame. As she began to move more continuously to the beat of the music and the riffing guitar they began to jiggle as her hips rocked back and forth. When the singer told her to ‘Shake Your Money Maker,’ she did just that as she leaned against George. Then she rolled her hips against Fred before rocking back and forth against Lee. As the song progressed at its blistering pace she moved from man to man- shaking, grinding, stroking, licking, kissing, and teasing as she stripped down. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, and the only thing she was wearing was the briefest red G-string Harry had ever seen and her heels. All the guys were responding well to even her brief touches, and he noticed that several of them were stroking their cocks in anticipation of what came next when the song was over. On the last chord of the song, she dropped to her knees in front of him.
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Fleur gazed up into Harry’s green eyes and could feel the lust burning in them. She had originally wanted to do something with more groove and slower beat, more R&B, less blues rock. Bill had stood firm on his choice though, saying it would set a better energy level. As usual, he was right. She was a bit winded but the boys were all up and the energy in the room was high.
She imagined herself reaching down and stroking the sexual energy that was at her core. She had been meditating on it and communing with it for years now, but only recently had she learned to tame it and control it so it served her desires. She felt it begin to stir, then it began to stretch and climb the chakra ladder within her. It stretched from her core to brain, and her body was now becoming alive with the tingling of arousal.
She had done this with partners male and female, in threes and fours. Last night she had done it with five and had been able to hold on to it, if not completely control it. She had done gangbangs like this before, but wizards and tantric adepts had a different connection than Muggles did, and she was curious to see if she could ride the wave of her desire’s energy while simultaneously controlling its connection to others. Satisfied with her control, she gave herself over to her desire even as she tried to hold it and keep it from growing too fast.
She bent her head back and leaned in as she breathed in Harry’s scent. He was freshly showered and the smell of his arousal was muted. That didn’t deter her though, and she drew her tongue up the vein under his cock. He groaned as her mouth slipped over his head and her tongue began to swirl around his glans. His cock was so thick she had trouble getting all of it in her small mouth, but she knew from experience that in a few minutes she would have him all the way in and he would tell her that she was an amazing cock sucker and the he wanted spend forever fucking her mouth. The thought of her power over him even as she surrendered to his hands and thrusting hips turned her on even more.
She could feel Charlie pushing in from the right and she reached up with one hand. He slapped his dick into her palm. It was a nice sized cock, by no means the biggest one here, but he used it forcefully like the weapon it was. She squeezed him a little tighter than she would normally for a hand job, because she knew he liked it rough and hard. “That’s right bitch,” she heard him snarl, “get a good grip on it.”
With her other hand, she reached out, knowing someone was there but she couldn’t remember who. She found what she was looking for and it was long and slender in her hand. It felt like Bill’s but not quite. She focused on the sense of him, and realized it was Ron. Yesterday he had been gentle and even romantic with her. He had stoked her fire in a long, slow build up that resulted in an orgasm that had triggered her latent magic and, from what she understood, half the house had experienced a simultaneous orgasm along with her. She wasn’t sure that Ron would really be in for this, and as she stroked him she tried to get a sense of his energy; it felt muted, not low, but like he was resisting.
Harry’s hands grasped her head and he began to rock in and out of her mouth. They both moaned as he pushed into the back of her mouth. She felt someone pushing up on her hips, so she raised up a bit, and felt a broad tongue lick her from asshole to clit in a slow, wet swipe. She shivered as she felt her own sexual energy start to uncoil within her. Someone moved in behind her and she could feel the shaft of his erection laying along the crack of her ass, while hands reached around her and started to fondle her tits and squeeze her nipples.
She pulled off of Harry’s cock and turned to her right. Charlie shoved his cock in her mouth and started to brutally fuck her mouth. She sucked and slurped him, his pubic hair smelled like cunt and she breathed it in. She felt somebody’s tongue sweep across her anus, as another swept back and forth over her clit. She wanted to tell them how naughty that felt, but she couldn’t because her mouth was still full of Charlie’s dick. She opened her eyes and looked to her right, Bill and Lee were both standing there, cocks in hand and stroking them.
Lee stepped forward and she reached out and took hold of his massive cock, pulling it towards her mouth. She couldn’t wait to be fucked by him again, his cock stretched her in all the right ways and when he was full seated in her she was surprised she could breathe she felt so full. She looked up at her husband as she started licking the chocolate head of Lee’s dick. He smiled at her and mouthed, “I’m going to fuck your ass.” She shivered from head to toe at the thought.
She pushed down on whoever was licking her. The energy was building in her, she could feel it growing. What she really wanted was something to penetrate her, something to spike her energy. “Stick your tongue in my ass, you dirty fucker,” she said before turning her head and looking up at Ron. He stepped forward and fed his cock into her mouth just as the tongue speared into her sphincter. She pulled Ron all the way into her mouth and his cock was halfway down her throat.
It was like being plugged in, she actually felt the energy unwind and connect the cock in her mouth to the tongue in her ass. The energy inside her began to twist and expand. She fell into a rhythmic trance of rocking her hips and moving her mouth while she pictured the energy inside like a ball of clay. She squeezed and smoothed it, forcing it to grow until it suffused her entire being. Her clit was sucked into the third mouth and that tongue pummeled the small bundle of nerves. The core of the energy speared out and connected to that feeling. When it did her body began to shake and she felt her first orgasm pulse through her.
“Somebody fuck me,” she said after she pulled the long, slender cock out of her mouth. There were hands all over her body as she was lifted and laid on a coffee table sized ottoman. The plush material was warm and soft and cradled her body. She looked down to see who had hold of her legs, she registered him as one of the twins just as his cock slid into her. She looked back up to see Charlie straddle her head. She opened her mouth and sloppily sucked on his cock as he pushed it into her throat.
Now that she had hold of her sexual energy and was controlling it, she felt Charlie become connected to it. When it did, he jerked and shoved his entire cock into her mouth. She gagged on it in surprise, but was able to get control of herself and began to suck on him. She felt two more connections get made as one mouth settled on each of her tits and began to lick and suck her nipples. The guy that had mounted her began to grunt and she felt the heat of him as he exploded deep inside her. Her sexual energy pulsed between a golden glow and a brilliant white. She could feel she was still connected to him as he pulled out of her.
A fat cock nuzzled against her before slowly pushing in to her. As she stretched to accommodate it, she felt her inner self reaching down to hungrily draw it in. When he was fully seated in her, she was connected to him as well. She could almost taste his urgency, he wanted to come in her and he was going to do it soon. The cock in her mouth was getting close as well, so she tried to force the energy toward both of them to see if she could make them both come at the same time.
Charlie pulled his cock out of her mouth and stepped around to the side. She looked up to see Bill pointing a camera at her face as Charlie furiously stroked his cock. She looked up at Charlie as he told her to open wide. She felt Harry go rigid between her legs. She opened her mouth wide and extended her tongue just as Charlie made eye contact with her. Through the connection she felt his orgasm before the first spray of jizz left his cock to splatter across her cheek and nose. She grabbed his cock and pulled it into her mouth just as his second shot coated her tongue. At the same time Harry exploded inside her. The energy she was trying to tame burned like holy fire, but it didn’t escape.
Both cocks pulled out of her at the same time, and she felt not only their physical absence, but the lack of their energy as well. Despite this, the tension in the room continued to climb. “Gimme just a second, bro,” one of the twins said as he climbed atop her and slid into her. He rolled his hips in a circular motion rather than rocking in and out of her. She looked up to see her husband smiling down at her. She opened her mouth and licked the underside of his cock as he presented it to her. She sucked it into her mouth and the connection was almost like a click. She now had connected to all seven of them by taking them inside herself one way or another.
Her pussy was vacant again as the twin, who hadn’t been very serious about what he was doing, pulled out of her. As she turned away from Bill’s cock to see what was going on, Lee fed her his. Then someone straddled her ribs and she felt a wet, sloppy cock plop down into her cleavage. His hands grabbed her breasts and squeezed them around his cock as he flicked her nipples. As he started to slide back and forth through the pillows of her breasts, another cock nudged against her opening and slid into her.
Whoever was in between her legs was long, because she felt him bottom out and bump her cervix. She moaned and humped against him as she looked up at the brother straddling her chest. She was fairly sure it was Fred. She removed Lee’s cock from her mouth and extended her tongue towards the head that was stroking her cleavage. She licked him on a couple of passes, then went back to sucking on her husband while she stroked Lee. Whoever was fucking her picked up his pace.
It was obvious that Fred was close. She spit out her husband’s cock and smiled up. “Do you want to cum on my face?” she asked, her French accent thick and her words interrupted by moans as someone started rubbing her clit.
“Fuck, yeah,” Fred groaned and lifted up. He began to stroke his cock at a furious pace. She reached up and found Bill, she began to stroke him and Lee in time as she watched Fred. She lifted her head and opened her mouth wide just in time to catch about half of his first shot. What she missed splattered across her cheek and into her hair. She moaned as she closed her mouth and savored his flavor. His next two shots painted her chin and neck, and the last dribbled on to her upper chest. She smiled at him as he got up.
“That’s better,” Ron said as he put his hands on the insides of her thighs and pushed her legs up and out. He began to pound in and out of her like a jack hammer. She moaned as she felt his balls slap against her ass. He hadn’t fucked her like this yesterday; then he had been slow and gentle, even romantic. Now he was fucking her like a man who just wanted to get his nut. She could hear him squelching in and out of her on every stroke. She was struggling to maintain control of her energy, but she held on as she bore down and squeezed Ron’s prick inside her.
Bill and Lee both became more insistent and soon they established a rhythm of dipping one cock in her mouth, then the other. Once they were fully in sync, she was able to focus internally again, and pushed energy toward Ron as he pounded away at her. She was ready to change positions, but she wanted him to go off first. He started to groan as he moved his hand and began to strum her clit like a guitar string. She was climbing to her next orgasm. With as ragged as her control was, she knew she couldn’t stabilize the energy if she orgasmed at the same time that Ron began pouring energy into her. She sent power and desire and lust down the connection she was sharing with Ron. Just then, someone dropped down and went to work on her nipples. The energy arced back on her. She arched her back and screamed as Ron came deep inside of her. For a moment everything was a brilliant white.
She felt the energy explode out of her like a shockwave. The room was filled with groans and a high-pitched warbling sound. She felt hot semen splashing all over her body. She let herself go limp; she didn’t have the energy to do anything else. She nodded when Bill asked if she was okay.
She reached up and wiped the copious amounts of semen off her face. As she looked around, she could see that all of the men looked tired, even their flaccid cocks looked worn and tired. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to enter a state of mind where she could look inward. When she had been full of power, she could feel it without looking for it, but now it was expended so she would need to reach for it.
She felt warmth begin to cover her body, and she realized that the boys were wiping her down, cleaning her up. They were gentle with her, and the warmth moved from being just physical to something more. It spread out from her lower abdomen and rose through her body, and as it did she became keenly aware of that core of energy again. As always, it resided low in her body, but now she could feel it suffusing the base of her spine, her chest, her throat, and even the top of her head. As she concentrated on it, she realized she wasn’t completely filled, there were still voids. As she thought about what she knew and what she had learned and the way she felt, she realized that it hadn’t been wizards she needed, it had been family and those that loved her. That was what had been different today, she connected two more of the missing links, now she only needed two more. When she got home, there would be more study, but that was for another day.