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Chapter 4

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Harry was struggling with his belt, it was one thing to be distracted by the presence of two semi-naked women; it was another when you're staring at them as one of the said women held her legs high in the air while the other lapped away at her wet femininity. His fingers were desperately working at the belt buckle, but he could not for the life of him take his eyes off of them, especially the area between Allison's legs where the juices were flowing freely around Tonks' face, that area was certainly catching his eye. His heart was beating so fast that it almost hurt. It felt like it was five times too big for his chest, and his breathing had been irregular for a while now and he was starting to feel the effects of it. Dizziness overcame him as he continued to struggle with his belt, but after a few more failed attempts, he felt the sweet sensation of his belt loosening and his trousers falling down his thighs. He felt he could finally breathe. His manhood had been straining against the material of his boxer shorts for the past half hour, and it was a relief to finally take his trousers off. This was Tonks' doing, she was getting him back for the under-the-desk-fondling before by making him watch, making him suffer, which, he reasoned, was fair play. It was a little reckless on his part, who knew what Kingsley would have done if he found out, they were breaking several rules at the time, and it was hardly a situation where they could do the typical, "You know Kingsley, there's a really good explanation for this . . . ." speech to get themselves out of the tight spot.

However, that was all in the past now. Tonks had made it clear what she wanted him to do and he was happy to oblige. Yes, he was going to give her a good seeing to, as Ron would so romantically put it when he went off with one of his Quidditch fan girls. He took a deep breath as he lowered himself down onto his knees, slowly shuffling himself closer to Tonks' awaiting wetness. Harry had never been so nervous in his life. He was nervous but excited. No, he was excited but nervous. . . . Whatever it was he had a hard time calming his nerves. His sorting ceremony, his first task, his first auror test, hell, his first time with Tonks paled in comparison to the jumble of emotions he was feeling right now.

He pushed his boxer shorts down to his knees, sighing quietly as he let himself stand free, and took his manhood into his hand as he leaned in towards her. He started to run his tip up and down her moist crevice, earning a very hungry moan from Tonks. Harry drew a long breath as he watched himself enter her; she had arched her back to perk her bum a little higher, and had then pushed herself back into him, telling him she wanted it now. But he knew better. He knew that deep down she liked to be teased, so many times before she had told him to go slow, told him to play with her snub as he slid himself in and out of her, slowly, gradually, building up to her orgasm. So that's what he did. He took his time by pulling back out, and then went on to continue sliding his now glistening tip up and down her wetness, running his other hand gently around her hips, her bum, sending shivers up and down her spine. But it was a little too much to handle for Harry.

Allison was now visibly shaking as Tonks continued to lick her, her breathing coming in raspy moans, her eyes fluttering open and closed as she neared her climax, and not before long, her muscles around her thighs tensed up and she exploded from within; her hips jerked and her legs stiffened out as she threw her head back, shaking, screaming, as she sailed over the edge. She slipped further down the chair as she shuddered from head to toe; only just staying on by the death grip she had on the armrests. Without this she would have certainly fallen off the chair and collapsed on the floor. Tonks moved her face back from her legs to watch her assistant come, but the moment she did Allison's eyes flew open and she looked down at her, the intensity in her eyes surprising both Harry and Tonks.

"Oh god . . . Don't stop . . Don't stop!" She grabbed Tonks' hair and shoved her mouth back against her soaking femininity. Tonks' eyes widened in shock at the forcefulness of her assistant, this certainly was not in character; she blinked a couple of times as her mouth was pressed against Allison's glistening femininity, but quickly recovered as she opened her mouth and went back to pleasuring the younger woman. She was more than happy to carry on, she was unbelievably aroused from this ferocious side of Allison and so she continued to lick her up and down with renewed vigor, loving the way her moans and groans became louder and more desperate. She hoped the silencing spells were strong enough on that office door, she sure did not want to lose her position, or worse, lose her job. She loved this office too much, and not because the view was good.

Harry was at a loss for words. He could have lost it right there and then without even touching himself. The sight of the quiet, pretty assistant screaming and trembling, her legs high in the air while she practically shouted at her boss to carry on devouring her was just . . . . . wow. You really do see a different side of a person, the real side of a person when it came to sex. Tonks used to say that it was the quiet, shy women who were more likely to be animals in bed, and it certainly looked like it with Allison. Well Harry had held back long enough. He was pretty sure Allison had seen him when she looked down at Tonks, but it seemed like she was too busy to even care. So putting aside his worries of what Allison would think of him being there, he took his manhood and parted Tonks' lips, letting out a small groan as he slid himself into her, finally feeling her warmness envelope him. It was heavenly; he had craved for this moment for so long. He looked down and got a good hold on Tonks' hips, and then pushed himself into her as far as he could go.

When Tonks felt Harry enter her from behind, she let out a low, throaty moan against her assistant. She had lost all inhibitions; and right there and then she would have looked over her shoulder and told him to take her, told him to give her everything he had. But as she was a little busy at the moment with her assistant, she just wiggled her bum a little to try to relay her feelings to him, silently telling him how much she wanted it. Whether or not Harry got the message, it seemed he wanted just as bad. She felt Harry's hands grab hold of her hips, and he started to slide himself in and out, gradually moving faster and faster and sending her on a collision course to an all-consuming orgasm that would surely rival Allison's. She could already feel it starting to bubble inside her, it was like when she felt herself closing in on her first ever orgasm, the sensation was overcoming her senses and she couldn't do anything but let her body rush towards her climax. Her body felt ten times more sensitive to Harry's member as well, the intensity between the three of them was reaching boiling point and Tonks knew it wouldn't be long until her body started quivering under the immense pleasure. And soon enough, Tonks felt her muscles around her thighs tighten, she felt herself squeeze Harry within her as her hips started to convulse, and it was just too intense for Tonks. She had to pull her mouth back from Allison and close her eyes, quickly laying both her hands on the floor to support herself as her body shook from the orgasm.

"Oh, Ha . . . Harry . . I'm coming . . I'm coming . . ." The feverish whispers from Tonks only fueled Harry's desire to please her more and so he increased the pace, thrusting his hips into her harder and harder as her body shuddered, he could feel her juices flowing, already trickling down his thighs and dripping onto the floor as he sent her over the edge. Harry was also having trouble holding on, but he was a quick learner. He had developed stamina over the weeks of being Tonks' lover, and with much effort, he controlled himself and forced down that familiar feeling rising within him. After a few more seconds, Tonks' trembling started to subside and it was then that Harry noticed Allison. She was sat there with her legs still held up high in her air, staring at him with a look of complete and utter shock on her face. So she didn't notice him before, he thought. . .

Allison had a good feeling that it was Harry who Tonks was "seeing" during office hours, but the last thing she expected when she opened her eyes was to see the man himself in front of her, staring right back at her while he held on to Tonks' hips as she came on the floor. When the hell did he get here? Was he here all the time? What the bloody hell is going on? Did Tonks plan this? A thousand different questions raced through her mind, but just as quickly as they came, they soon disappeared as she suddenly felt Tonks' mouth over her wetness again. It seemed her boss had recovered from her orgasm, and had now returned to licking her, lapping away at her wet lips, suckling on her hardened snub and drinking her juices. Allison didn't bother questioning his presence, she was well on her way to her second orgasm and she was helpless to stop it. She leaned her head back against the chair and kept whispering for Tonks to keep going, the animal inside her had taken over long ago and she just didn't care who was there anymore.

Harry couldn't help but feel a little relieved at Tonks' distraction, Allison had finally noticed that she was currently taking part in a threesome, and he didn't know how she would react to the situation. Worst-case scenario would be her fleeing the room crying, most likely feeling embarrassed and used, and best-case scenario, which seemed to be likelier of the two now, would be for her to willingly carry on. Either way, it didn't seem like her body would give her the chance to let her decide on how she felt about this, as Tonks had now gone back to tasting her, and she had gone back to breathing heavily and holding Tonks' head in place as she pleasured her. She seemed more responsive to it as well, she gasped and her whole body jerked every time Tonks moved her face back and then went in to give her a good long lick from the bottom to the top of her femininity. She looked so vulnerable as well, even if she wasn't happy about Harry being there, it seemed she was completely powerless to stop her body from reacting. The control Tonks had over Allison was definitely arousing. After he felt that Tonks had recovered from her orgasm, he went back to pushing himself into her, harder, faster, listening to her match his every thrust with a small moan. Sweat started to form on his forehead as he hounded her with his body, but before he even started to feel himself nearing his climax, once again, Allison's body started to shake, her whole being shuddering as her second orgasm hit her with full force. This time Tonks didn't stop, she was relentless in her licking and suckling, almost drowning in the flood of her juices flowing from within. There certainly didn't seem like there were any words to describe what Allison was going through, her eyes were practically rolling into the back of her head, her hips were jerking harder every time, and she was screaming out so loud that if anyone overheard her, it would have sounded like she was being tortured or something. Both Tonks and Harry knew that was far from the truth.

Allison couldn't believe she could experience something this amazing. Her very bones were tingling with pleasure as the sensation rushed through her entire body, it felt like her head exploded when she came, screaming as the earth-shattering orgasm fell upon her, and after what felt like an eternity, she finally started to come back down to earth and regain control of her senses. Tonks was still licking her between her legs, but it felt too much now, after that orgasm her femininity was just too sensitive, and she had to gently move her hips back from her, telling her that she couldn't take anymore. She felt completely drained, and her body sagged in the chair as she waited for her heart rate to return to normal, only partially aware of the distant sounds of grunts and groans coming from somewhere in front of her.

Tonks would have been pleased with herself, happy at being the one to give Allison such pleasure, but right now, her mind was spinning in circles as Harry took her body from behind. She was completely at Harry's mercy, he was thrusting himself into her harder than ever before and she had to admit that she loved it. She felt herself racing towards the edge as he repeatedly hit the sensitive spot within her with his hard shaft, and not long after Allison came, she too felt her body spasming under Harry's grip, every thrust sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her veins, moaning his name as he continued to devour her. She again lowered both hands to the floor to hold herself up, taking deep shuddering breaths as she climaxed, feeling herself tighten around Harry's manhood as he slid himself in. She had to give it to Harry, he had yet to make her come twice in "one go", and it was certainly something she wanted for to happen again, the second orgasm was just as intense as the first, but her body felt completely spent now. Leaving that blissful feeling of content, of satisfaction, it was something you just couldn't achieve by yourself. And believe her she's tried.

As Harry watched the two women shudder, he too felt he was going to burst, every time his manhood delved into her it felt like one giant leap towards his climax, and the sight of watching these two beautiful women come in front of him was the final straw for Harry. He had valiantly fought down his orgasm until now; not wanting this to end, he had taken deep calming breaths as he made love to her, controlling himself so that he didn't ruin everything for Tonks, as he used to do in the early days, but it was useless now. Whether or not Tonks had come again, he couldn't hold it down any longer. He gripped her hips hard, his breathing became increasingly ragged with every thrust, and after a few more forceful pushes he finally let go, releasing himself inside of her, letting out a long, deep groan as he came, shuddering as the ecstasy burst inside of him. Like the other two, he too felt his body drain of all strength, and he unconsciously leaned forwards and wrapped his arms around Tonks, somehow wanting to have her body close to him as he waited for the orgasm to slowly melt away.

All three occupants of Tonks' office were breathing heavily, each of them in their own little world, waiting for the beating of their hearts to slow down as they recovered from what definitely was their most intense, most erotic experience of their lives. A full minute passed in silence while Harry, Tonks and Allison got their bearings, and once the fog started to clear up, the reality of the situation came back to them. They each went through the turn of events that lead them all to find themselves in Tonks' office, half-naked, in a steamy threesome. It was Tonks who moved first. She got up from her hands and onto her knees, she heard Harry gasp quietly as he slipped out of her, and then she turned sideways and looked at Allison, and then at Harry, and then back at Allison with a slightly worried expression on her face.

"Um . . well . . . . . . . I suppose . . I suppose you're wondering why Harry's here . . . . . ." Tonks hastily covered herself up and wiped her mouth with her robes as she tried to explain herself, but it was a fruitless attempt. How could she explain this to her? It was all her doing, she manipulated Allison to get back at Harry, just because he made her come during their meeting, which she actually enjoyed, and then she urged Harry to join in while she pleasured her assistant. She couldn't help herself, her body had lost control the moment she started tasting Allison, and she was too aroused to think about the consequences. Most, if not all of the blame lay with her. Allison would probably never trust her again.

As Tonks continued to search for the right words, Harry looked at Allison sheepishly as he tried to inconspicuously as possible, pull his boxers and trousers back up. Allison looked back and forth at the two of them, wondering how she should feel about this, she did feel a little hurt, this was her first time with a women and she wanted this to be something special, which, actually was in its own way, she thought. That was the most amazing orgasm she had ever had. As much as her mind was telling her to, she couldn't be angry with them. It helped that it was Harry who was the "other person", she had gotten to know him quite well the past few weeks when he often joined her and Tonks in the cafeteria during lunch, and she found that he was a genuinely nice person. He was kind, caring, very good looking, and Tonks held him at the highest of regards, as did practically everyone at the ministry, the exceptions of the dark sympathizers of course.

She quickly realized that she was still lying back in the chair with her legs wide open, and so she quickly covered herself up, blushing all the while as she sat back up in the chair. She looked up at them both and then gave them a small shy smile, wondering how to tell them that she was OK with this, and deep deep down, wondering if they could do this again, next time with her consent so that she could get to be with Harry as well.

Both Tonks and Harry looked at her with surprise, it was obvious this wasn't the reaction they were expecting, from the looks on their faces, they probably figured she would hex them round about now. Tonks visibly relaxed when she saw the smile on Allison's face, but she still seemed nervous about it all. She reached out and hesitantly rested her hand on her knee.

"I . . um, I just want you to know that . . I . . . . . . . er . ." She struggled with her words as things started to become a little awkward between them, she could hardly meet her eyes as she spoke, but she did seem determined to find the right words to say, knowing that things were still quite fragile between them. Harry looked on from the sidelines, this was more about them than him, he wanted to give them some privacy to work things out, but it didn't seem appropriate to just zip up and leave. Tonks was having trouble with what she wanted to say, and so he tried to help her out, tried to fill in this awkward silence. He moved forward and placed a hand on Tonks' shoulder and Allison's knee. He looked back and forth at them both and said,

"Look, we were all just caught up in the moment, you know? Let's just . . . . . . . let's just . . . ." Even he couldn't think of anything appropriate to say. He sagged his shoulders a little and then looked up at the younger woman, she didn't look angry at all but it still seemed like they should apologize or at least explain themselves.

"Allison, look, she didn't mean for this to happen . . . . It was just . . . . . I mean . . . ." Now Harry was losing steam. What could he say? He opened and closed his mouth a few more times, but no words came out. After a few moments, he sighed to himself and sat back on his heels, running a hand through his hair as the room was once again, engulfed in awkward silence. Strangely enough, it wasn't until Harry let out a big sigh and swore under his breath that the tension in the room eased up a little.

"Oh, bloody hell . . . ." Harry hardly swore, but the situation did call for it, and the two women couldn't blame him. They knew exactly how he felt. It was difficult to say the right thing at the moment, and none of them had a clue as to what that was. Harry looked up when he heard them chuckle; they both had a hint of amusement on their faces. They were all in the same boat, and "bloody hell" was probably the easiest way to round up everything they felt. The three of them shared a look that spoke the words that couldn't be said, and eventually Tonks quietly said,

"I guess . . . we should just . . . ."

"Yeah . . . . ." That simple reply from Allison was all that was needed to be said. The three of them got up from the floor and straightened out their clothes, Harry readjusting his glasses, both women running their hands through their hair and wiping down their robes. After a few moments, they looked each other over and made sure they all looked presentable, and then their heads turned as they heard a knock from the door.

"Tonks? Are you still in there?" It was Kingsley, and he was trying to turn the door handle. Tonks quickly checked herself over and then looked at the other two, eyebrows raised as if questioning them. They knew what she was asking and in return gave her a nod, both looking around the room one last time to make sure there wasn't anything that would give away the fact that they had all just participated in their first threesome. Tonks fished for her wand from within her robes and then waved it at the door, taking the spells off as a wave of light purple sparkles swept down, instantly letting Kingsley turn the handle and open the door.

"So have you finished the repo . . . . . . oh . . . Hello Harry, didn't know you were here. Hello Allison." Kingsley looked mildly surprised that Harry was here, he hadn't seen him go in earlier. Allison gave him a nod and a smile, while Harry tired his best to act natural.

"Yeah . . . I just dropped by . . . you know . . to say hello." Harry seemed uneasy about something, in fact, all three of them looked a little shifty but Kingsley decided to just ignore it. He turned his attention back to Tonks.

"Look Tonks, don't bother finishing up those reports, take the night off and go get some rest. That's an order." He gave her a look that told him he was serious.

"OK Shak, I will . . . . Any news on that case up in Scotland?" Tonks asked. Kingsley shook his head.

"No, not yet, Sirius hasn't reported back, but I don't expect him to until later on in the evening. He did send an owl a few hours back though, and it said that him and his team raided a suspected hide out, a cottage in Inverness, and found a few death eaters in some kind of "kinky orgy", whatever the hell that means."

Harry coughed and spluttered at the same time, while Tonks and Allison tried very hard not to laugh at him. Kingsley frowned as he looked on in confusion.

"Harry, have you heard of that ritual . . . ?"

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The End

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Sorry for the wait, been busy. x I hope you enjoyed it. I'm thinking of adding another chapter with the Fleur story, but not sure where to go with it yet.

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Thinking of starting a few others. Any plots you'd like me to do?

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1. Harry and Hermione, The morning after. (Sequel to MM's Evening of Allurement) Harry walks into Hermione's bedroom to find her touching herself through the bed sheets . . .

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2. Another version of what happens when Rita Skeeter interviews Harry in that cramped closet during the Tri-wizard Tournament. Everything is the same, only the Tri-wizard Tournament is held in Harry's seventh year. A 14 year old Harry is a little . . . you know . . .

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3. What Allison did to get transferred from the Department of Muggle Affairs. She finds a vibrating wand in her boss's office . . .

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4. Harry gets captured by the Death Eaters, Bellatrix has a couple of hours alone with him in a cell in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor. Harry is chained to the wall . . . .

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I know some are a little strange, just trying to be original, you know? Adultfanfiction

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Post Script : I will also welcome any suggestions on different parings, different plots. Thanks.

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