Chapter 31
September 1993
Hogwarts,Scotland
Professor Lupin wasn't there when they arrived at his first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.
They all sat down, took out their books, quills, and parchment, and were talking when he finally
entered the room.
Lupin smiled vaguely and placed his tatty old briefcase on the teacher's desk.
"Good afternoon," he said. "Would you please put all your books back in your bags. Today's will be a practical lesson. You will need only your wands."
A few curious looks were exchanged as the class put away their books. They had never had a practical Defense Against the Dark Arts before, unless you counted the memorable class last year when Professor Lockhart had brought a cageful of pixies to class and set them loose.
"Right then," said Professor Lupin, when everyone was ready. "If you'd follow me."
Puzzled but interested, the class got to its feet and followed Professor Lupin out of the classroom.
He led them along the deserted corridor and around a corner, where the first thing they saw was Peeves the Poltergeist, who was floating upside down in midair and stuffing the nearest keyhole with chewing gum.
Peeves didn't look up until Professor Lupin was two feet away; then he wiggled his curly-toed feet and broke into song.
"Loony, loopy Lupin," Peeves sang. "Loony, loopy Lupin, loony, loopy Lupin—"
Rude and unmanageable as he almost always was, Peeves usually showed some respect toward the teachers. Everyone looked quickly at Professor Lupin to see how he would take this; to their surprise, he was still smiling.
"I'd take that gum out of the keyhole if I were you, Peeves," he said pleasantly. "Mr. Filch won't be able to get in to his brooms."
However, Peeves paid no attention to Professor Lupin's words, except to blow a loud wet raspberry.
Professor Lupin gave a small sigh and took out his wand.
He raised the wand to shoulder height, said, "Waddiwasi!" and pointed it at Peeves.
With the force of a bullet, the wad of chewing gum shot out of the keyhole and straight down Peeves's left nostril; he whirled upright and zoomed away, cursing.
"Shall we proceed?"
They set off again, the class looking at shabby Professor Lupin with increased respect. He led them down a second corridor and stopped, right outside the staffroom door.
"Inside, please," said Professor Lupin, opening it and standing back.
The staffroom, a long, paneled room full of old, mismatched chairs, was empty.
"Now, then," said Professor Lupin, beckoning the class toward the end of the room, where there was nothing but an old wardrobe where the teachers kept their spare robes. As Professor Lupin went to stand next to it, the wardrobe gave a sudden wobble, banging off the wall.
"Nothing to worry about," said Professor Lupin calmly because a few people had jumped backward in alarm. "There's a boggart in there."
Most people seemed to feel that this was something to worry
about.
"Boggarts like dark, enclosed spaces," said Professor Lupin.
"Wardrobes, the gap beneath beds, the cupboards under sinks—I've even met one that had lodged itself in a grandfather clock. This one moved in yesterday afternoon, and I asked the headmaster if the staff would leave it to give my third years some practice.
"So, the first question we must ask ourselves is, what is a boggart?"
Daphne put up her hand.
"It's a shape-shifter," she said. "It can take the shape of whatever
it thinks will frighten us most."
"Couldn't have put it better myself," said Professor Lupin,
"So the boggart sitting in the darkness within has not yet assumed a form. He does not yet know what will frighten the person on the other side of the door. Nobody knows what a boggart looks like when he is alone, but when I let him out, he will immediately become whatever each of us most fears.
"This means," said Professor Lupin, "that we have a huge advantage over the
boggart before we begin. Have you spotted it, Harry?"
"Because there are so many of us, it won't know what shape it should be?"
"Precisely," said Professor Lupin, "It's always best to have company when you're dealing with a boggart. He becomes confused. Which should he become, a headless corpse or a flesh-eating slug? I once saw a boggart make that very mistake—tried to frighten two people at once and turned himself into half a slug. Not remotely frightening.
"The charm that repels a boggart is simple, yet it requires force of mind. You see, the thing that really finishes a boggart is laughter. What you need to do is force it to assume a shape that you find amusing. "We will practice the charm without wands first. After me, please… riddikulus!"
"Riddikulus!" said the class together.
Various students then went through facing their Boggarts.
Then it was Harry's turn.
He swallowed hard and stepped forward, gripping his wand. He wasn't sure what his worst fear was.
The wardrobe creaked open.
A figure lay on the cold stone floor, unmoving. A girl with dark blonde hair, her face pale. His sister, Caroline.
Harry's breath caught in his throat.
Caroline, his beloved sister, lay hurt—maybe even dead.
A sharp pain twisted in his chest. He forgot where he was, forgot Lupin's instructions. His wand trembled in his hand.
"Harry," Lupin said softly, stepping closer. "It's not real. It's only what the Boggart wants you to see."
Harry's heart pounded. He felt frozen.
Lupin crouched beside him. "Think of something funny. Something ridiculous. Take its power away."
Harry clenched his jaw, forcing himself to breathe. Something funny. Something absurd. His mind raced—Dudley.
His cousin Dudley, flailing wildly on roller skates, his pudgy arms flapping as he struggled to stay upright.
A spark of confidence flared in him.
He raised his wand. "Riddikulus!"
With a pop, Caroline's still form vanished, replaced by Dudley Dursley—red-faced and sweating, attempting to balance on a pair of tiny roller skates. His feet slid out from under him, and he tumbled onto his backside, his face contorted in shock.
The class erupted in laughter. Even Harry couldn't help but grin.
The Boggart spun wildly, disoriented, as more students laughed. With another flick of his wand, Lupin stepped forward and swept the Boggart back into the wardrobe, shutting it with a click.
"Excellent work, Harry," Lupin said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "That wasn't easy. But you did it."
Harry let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He glanced at the wardrobe, then at Lupin, nodding.
SEPTEMBER 20th 1993
"Come on, get naked, fish that cock out, and fuck me," Lavander said urgently, pulling at Harry's belt and zipper.
Harry pulled his shirt off and kicked off his shoes and socks while Lavender finally successfully pulled his pants and underwear off. His dick was standing straight up, the large, purplish head throbbing as a small river of precum leaked from it.
"Fuck yeah, I am gonna have so much fun shoving that inside me," Lavander squealed, leaning over to kiss the head, then standing back up and pulling off her top in one swift move. It didn't surprise Harry that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath as her large tits spilled out with her pink, firm nipples standing out proudly, just begging to be sucked on.
So Harry did. He leaned over and suckled on her left breast, then her right, nibbling slightly on her nipples while he slid his hands up and down her thighs, palming her ass.
"Yeah, that's nice, squeeze my ass, lick my cute little nipples, get nice and hard for me," Lavender said, jacking his cock as Harry continued to pleasure her.
Lavender sprang to her feet and pushed Harry back onto the bed, straddling his hips as she rocked her tight, wet little pussy along the full length of his cock.
"Oh my goodness, it's so big," she said, blinking at Harry encouragingly.
Harry grabbed his cock and rubbing his head against her steaming slit.
Lavender forced herself down onto it slowly.
"Oh merlin, oh merlin, oh merlin, oh merlin, fuckity fucking fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck!" she moaned, shutting her eyes tight as inch after inch of Harry's thick cock invaded her unbelievably tight pussy.
"It's tearing my cute little cunt apart, fuck, I love it, I love it, fuck, fuck, I love it, fuck !" Lavender exclaimed, sliding down so just over half of his cock was inside her.
Slowly, she started bouncing up and down, withdrawing a little at a time, taking more each time, fucking herself silly as her pigtails swayed back and forth.
Finally, somehow, she had the entirety of his cock buried up her cunt. Moaning and giggling, Lavender raised her skirt slightly so Harry could see her lips spread obscenely around him.
"Wow," Harry said, impressed.
Lavender smiled and bounced up and down more rapidly, taking more and more of his cock with each stroke, each stroke feeling like she was trying to pull every drop of cum out of his cock by force.
Harry sat up to join her, wrapping his arms around her as he grabbed onto her bountiful ass for support, helping her slam up and down even faster, taking nearly his entire length with each bounce.
Harry took one of her nipples into his mouth and pounded up into her harder and harder, making her squeal with glee.
"Yes, yes, yes, so, like, awesome, totally, wow, yes, yes, yes!"
Harry let her nipple go. "So tight, fuck, merlin you're hot, your pussy's so tight."
"You're a fucking slut, aren't you? You look so cute and prim, but, fuck, Merlin, you're just a dirty little slut!" Harry moaned.
Lavender nibbled on his earlobe, whispering, "You have no idea."
Like that, her hips became a blur, slamming up and down on his cock so swiftly that Harry was lost in the wet slapping sound of their bodies, conjoined at the genitals, colliding.
"Fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Harry yelled. In response, Lavander only started fucking him harder.
"Yeah, come for me, fill me up, fill me with your hot fucking cum!" she yelled.
"OH GOD, FUUUUUUUUCK!" Harry yelled, firing shot after shot up into her tight cunt, falling back onto the bed, exhausted.
Lavender looked down at Harry and smiled, "So, like, that was totally, totally fun. "
"Well, good," Harry said. He watched as the river of mixed juices from her pussy started to fall down her thighs,
"That was, like, fucking fantastic!"
"Cool," Harry said, lacking better words.
Lavender bounced off the bed. "Come on, I've got plans for that cock, and I want it nice and hard. Wanna fuck my face?"
Honestly, how can you turn down an offer like that was the thought going through Harry's head.
Lavender knelt by the side of the bed, and Harry swung his legs off so he was sitting on the edge. She licked her lips as she got a good close look at his cock.
"Oh, goodie!" she squealed, kissing the tip, then sucking on the head, rolling her tongue around it like a lollipop.
"You taste nice," Lavender said.
"I taste like you and cum," Harry said.
"Like I said, nice," she said, dropping down and taking his entire length in one great, long gulp.
Harry enjoyed how her throat squeezed him differently from her pussy.
Lavender pulled off of his cock, gasping, ropes of drool and precum falling down onto her breasts.
"Like, when I said I wanted you to fuck my face, I really want you to fuck my face. Just grab my pigtails, abuse my fucking throat, take me to town," she said, smiling up at Harry cutely and kissing the tip of his cock daintily, his cock twitching excitedly.
"Really?" Harry asked.
"Totally," she said, bowing back down and taking his entire length in another long stroke. Harry grabbed her pigtails and started bucking into her throat, fucking it as hard as her pussy.
She gagged and moaned around his cock, strings of saliva pouring from her mouth and covering her neck and tits.
Finally, she pounded his thighs with her hands, coming up for air, gasping and coughing, and smiling broadly. "Fuck, that never gets old!"
"I'm glad you approve," Harry said. She got up from the floor, kissing Harry daintily on the lips, before skipping over to the vanity.
His cum had leaked almost all the way down her legs at this point, and Harry couldn't help smiling like an idiot at the sight. Primly, she opened a drawer in the vanity and pulled out a small wooden box she'd clearly decorated with bright pink fluff.
"What's in the box?" Harry asked, curious.
"Oh, this? This is where I keep my diary and lube," Lavender responded. She said this so casually, you'd think everyone had a secret lockbox where they kept their diary and lube.
"Why'd you open it now?" Harry asked.
"Because, silly, I want to write in my diary later about the great fucking we just had, and I'll need the lube if you're gonna be sticking that monster cock in my ass," Lavander said, rolling her eyes at Harry in the mirror as if he missed the most obvious thing in the world.
"Ok," Harry said.
Harry walked up to her with his cock leading the way as Lavender beckoned him over to the vanity.
True to her word, she pulled out a bottle of lube from the box and squeezed a generous amount of it into her hand, then rubbed it into his cock. It was cold but slick, and though Harry hissed at the first touch, He didn't mind the cold if it led to where she promised.
Then, turning around, she looked at both of them in the vanity mirror.
"Split me wide fucking open. Does that sound good? Violating my cute, innocent little ass with your monster cock?" Lavender asked innocently, blinking up at Harry.
"I don't think I'd call that ass innocent," Harry said, reaching around and pulling her up into a long, deep kiss, before bending her back down over the vanity.
"Oh, I think I like this side of you! Take charge, take fucking charge, destroy my cute little ass," Lavander said, flexing her cheeks again.
Harry rubbed his cock between her ass cheeks, spreading the slick lube and enjoying the feel of his cockhead passing right over her tiny little hole. Lavender squeezed him with her ass playfully, and in return, he pressed his head against her anus.
She gasped, gritting her teeth and staring at Harry in the mirror as he applied pressure. Her hole was tight, very tight, and Harry didn't think it would give.
But little by little, it did. Harry felt her asshole relax as his head slowly began to spread it. It was a blissful agony spreading a hole that tight apart, but he forced his way in, a little at a time until the head popped in.
"Fuck..." Harry said.
"You think that's something, you should try getting the rest inside!" Lavender taunted.
"That a challenge?" Harry asked.
"One where there's no losers," Lavender confirmed, nodding and smiling and moaning as Harry slowly forced another inch inside.
This was a slow process, stroking in and out, maybe an extra inch or a half inch at a time, Harry getting used to her tightness, her getting used to his size, but both of them moaning and groaning from the pleasure of the intensity. Soon she was forcing herself backward against Harry, taking in extra inches, cooing and giggling as she took more and more.
"That's it, Harry, a little more, a little more, fuck, get it all in, put all that cock in my slutty little ass, split me wide open so you can fuck me like your whore, like that, right there, yeah, come on, get it in balls deep!" Lavender commanded.
With only a few inches to go, Harry grabbed her by the hips and forced the last few inches in one stroke. Lavender's eyes flew open as she screamed, "FFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
Smiling, Lavender arched her back up to kiss Harry.
Whispering sweetly into his ear, she said, "Now give my little whore ass a real pounding, 'kay?"
She didn't have to tell Harry twice. He built up a slow, steady rhythm, taking long thrusts in and out of her ass, almost to the head and then back inside. Once they both felt comfortable with this, Harry started going at her faster, harder, pounding her into the vanity. Lavender was barely able to keep on her feet from the fucking with one hand balancing her on the vanity, the other going furiously at her clit, screaming like a banshee the entire time.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" she screamed, pounding back into Harry as her eyes rolled up into her head. Harry reached down, grabbing onto her large mammaries as he fucked into her harder, their bodies slapping against one another in a blur of wet slapping sounds.
Lavender's ass was incredible, grabbing and squeezing my cock in ways Harry never knew were possible.
Harry knew that wouldn't last, though, because there was only so much pleasure either of them could take. Lavender started to shake and shudder and he grabbed her by the hips to keep her from falling.
"OH FUCK, FUCK, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN! YOUR ASS-FUCKING IS MAKING ME CUM AGAIN! YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS, FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" she wailed, her juices gushing down her legs, her asshole squeezing Harry tighter and driving him over the edge.
"FUCK!" Harry yelled, filling her ass with a huge, thick load of his cum. Harry fell against her, exhausted, pressing her into the vanity. Lavender was giggling and babbling incoherently, one of her pigtails completely fallen apart from one stage of their fucking or another. Again, she arched her back to kiss Harry, and he kissed her back. She was a pretty good kisser, Harry thought.
"Thank you," Harry said.
"Oh, my pleasure, like, totally," Lavender said, standing up and looking down at her abused body. She scooped some of their joined cum from her pussy and brought it to her mouth, sucking her fingers luxuriantly.
"So, do you wanna maybe see if we can get you hard enough to fuck my face, cunt and ass again?" Lavender asked Harry sweetly.
Lavender may have been a bimbo, but she knew how to ask hard questions sometimes, especially when she looked up at Harry with those innocent eyes staring out of that whorish face.
"You really know how to have a good time," Harry said.
"Totally," Lavender replied, playfully grabbing his cock.
Chapter 32
October 1993
Hogwarts, Scotland
Harry began to undo his pants. Tracey looked at Harry, wide-eyed as his long, very thick cock sprang out, with a bead of precum already forming on the tip. Tracey looked at it with eyes that cycled between surprise, awe, and even a little fear. Her mouth hung open slightly, her breathing heavier.
Just a half hour ago as Harry and Daphne left the Great Hall for a simple walk around the castle they had been cornered by one of Daphne's friends Tracey Davis.
Having seen Harry around so many girls recently Tracey had gotten curious about Harry and how he was in bed.
So the three of them had gone to one of the nearby abandoned classrooms so they could have some fun.
Daphne slid up behind Tracey, gently wrapping her arms around her stomach, her hands trailing upward and gently squeezing Tracey's tits. Tracey moaned, softly.
Daphne trailed one of her hands down so it fell toward Tracey's thighs. Though Tracey held them together at first, another squeeze to her tit parted them slightly, enough that Daphne could press her fingers into Tracey's groin through her skirt. Tracey moaned again, a deeper, needier moan than her first as Daphne began to circle her fingers.
Harry picked up where Daphne left off, sliding closer to Tracey
Tracey first looked from Daphne, then to Harry, then leaned in and kissed Harry. He made out with her, trying to start her off slow. Her lips were soft and delectable, and after a few moments like this Tracey caught onto his pace.
Then she reached for his cock with one of her hands, touching it slightly, then wrapping her hand experimentally around the head. Curious, Tracey rolled her palm over the precum and spread it across the head, inexpertly jacking his cock in a way that didn't feel all that bad. She needed some practice, but she was definitely a natural.
Daphne was kissing her neck, and Harry had started getting his hands in on the act, squeezing at Tracey's tits, occasionally reaching around her to do the same to Daphne.
Eventually, Harry settled on moving one of his hands between Tracey's thighs, pulling up her skirt and replacing Daphne's hand with his, gently running circles over Tracey's pussy through her panties. They were nearly soaked through, and with her skirt up Harry could smell the rich scent of her cunt. he wanted more, so he pushed her panties to the side, running his fingers up and down the hot, wet folds of her pussy. Tracey moaned as Harry curled his fingers around her pussy, slipping his index and forefinger into her unbelievably tight lips while running circles over her engorged clit with his thumb.
Daphne pulled Tracey close to her, squeezing her tits and licking her ear.
Tracey bit her lip. " OH MY FUCK!"
Tracey screamed loudly, bucking and shaking against both Harry and Daphne. Harry was worried someone might have heard them.
Daphne must've been on the same wavelength, but she had the novel solution of deeply kissing Tracey. Her scream was cut off, replaced by a high whimper as she made out with Daphne and came down from her orgasm.
It took forever, but finally, Tracey's orgasm calmed, her bucking slowing, her eyes lidding over as a look of great contentment crossed her face.
Daphne and her making out was no longer an act of desperation but one of great need. Their kissing slowed, and after a few gentle kisses that spread some of Daphne's lipstick across her lips, Tracey parted.
Tracey leaned over, her face inches away from Harry's cock, eying it reverently. She reached out slowly, trying to wrap her hand around the base of his cock and finding her fingers couldn't reach each other.
Harry shuddered at her soft touch, the feeling of her breath on the tip of his cock.
Tentatively she stuck out her tongue, licking the bottom of his cockhead, tasting the slightest hint of his precum. Harry shivered.
So did Tracey, for that matter. Daphne herself egged her on, pressing Tracey forward. Tracey ran her tongue all over the head, licking up as much of the precum as she could, moaning softly at the taste.
Her tongue was electric against Harry and it took all he could not to grab her and facefuck her into oblivion right there, but thankfully she wanted more than just a taste. Much more.
Tracey parted her plump lips in anticipation, reaching the head of his cock and wrapping them around it. Even opening as wide as she could, she could barely get the head in without some difficulty, but Daphne's insistent pressure on the back of her neck and whispered advice on how to relax certainly helped. Tracey couldn't down all of his ten inches, she wasn't that good yet, but she was eager enough to get Harry to the back of her throat. She choked, maybe even gagged, but soon she was bobbing up and down on his cock. Her blowjob was fast and inexpert, but she knew enough not to use her teeth, and her enthusiasm mixed together with her lips felt damn good.
While Tracey gave Harry a blowjob, Daphne kept busy behind her, guiding her, coaxing her onto her knees on the floor.
Now sucking Harry off while on her knees, her ass sticking up in the air and her tits pillowing beneath her arms, Tracey barely noticed as Daphne pulled her conservative skirt and plain white panties down over her magnificent ass. Tracey barely noticed when Daphne took a long, loving look at her bare, pale, and enormous yet tight ass, cocking a glance Harry's way and mouthing 'wow!' while Tracey still went down on him.
It was impossible, from this angle, for Tracey to notice Daphne pulling off her tight black leather top, exposing her beautifully pale tits to the world.
What Tracey couldn't help but notice, however, was Daphne burying her face in her pussy.
Tracey's eyes shot open in surprise and she moaned lustfully around Harry's cock as Daphne ate her pussy. She nearly let up, nearly pulled off his cock, but Harry was so close he just grabbed her by the hair and continued fucking into her face.
Tracey's eyes were wide, almost rolling back into her head from the pleasure as she sucked his cock while Daphne ate her out.
It was far from the best blowjob Harry had ever had, but with Tracey so hot, he wasn't complaining.
Tracey's moans became a high-pitched wail when Daphne pushed two of her fingers into her pussy. When Daphne pushed another finger into her asshole, however, Tracey went off with yet another powerful orgasm.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK!" Harry roared as Tracey's orgasm set him off, cumming deep into her mouth, down her throat.
Though taken off guard at first, Tracey made a good effort to swallow his cum down, but the flow was just too much, too hard, and she couldn't take it all. She came up for air, his cock still shooting rope after rope of cum all over her face, and neck and her sweater stretched across her massive rack.
Wobbly, Tracey pushed herself up onto her knees, looking down at the mess Harry made all over her and taking one last gulp of the cum still left in her mouth.
"Wow," Tracey said.
"I know, pretty cool, right?" Daphne replied.
Still looking down at herself in awe, Tracey repeated, "Wow."
"So, how would you rate your facial?" Daphne asked, crawling up behind Tracey and wrapping her arms around Tracey's chest, palming the underside of her tits.
"That tasted really good," Tracey said, smiling as if she were fit to blush.
Leaning over Tracey's shoulder, Daphne licked some of Harry's cum off her cheek and then the two of them started to make out.
Harry crawled over to them, pulling at the base of Tracey's sweater and blouse. Tracey didn't resist as he pulled the soiled garment over her head and tossed it aside.
"Holy fucking shit," Harry said as he finally got a look at her bra-clad tits.. Relieving the pressure, Daphne undid Tracey's bra from behind, tossing it aside with the rest and leaving Tracey, nude between them.
Her nipples were large and flat, about the size of the palm of Harry's hand, but the little nubs that stuck out were hard and proud.
Daphne craned her neck around Tracey. "Holy fucking shit is right; have you ever seen tits this huge?"
Daphne pushed Tracey squealing onto her back on the bed, licking the last of the cum from her face and neck while she took off her own short leather skirt and panties. Now left only in her fishnets and heavy black boots, Daphne lay beside Tracey so she could suck on her massive tits.
Tracey looked up at Harry, eyes lidded over in pleasure and cracking a smile that actually had some good humor to it. "You're overdressed."
"Ah, good point," Harry said. He jumped off the bed and stripped down as quickly as he could and latched his lips around the nipple that Daphne wasn't monopolizing. They lay there for a while, Daphne and Harry, each sucking on one of Tracey's nipples and watching her face contort with ecstasy.
"So," Daphne said, getting up on her knees and crawling over to Tracey's head. "I think we can all agree that I just made you cum pretty fucking good, right?"
"It was pretty nice," Tracey admitted.
"Good," Daphne said, throwing one leg over Tracey's head, and straddling her face. "Then seeing' as how I'm the only one here who hasn't cum yet, I figure you owe me a favor."
Daphne settled her weight down, fully sitting on Tracey's face. In surprise, Tracey struggled beneath her as Daphne pressed her pussy to her mouth, but Daphne didn't let up.
"I'm staying here until you eat my pussy and make me fucking cum all over that sweet little face of yours," Daphne said, reaching down and idly playing with Tracey's tits.
Harry couldn't see Tracey's face for being crushed beneath Daphne's marvelous pussy, but the way Daphne began to moan he knew that Tracey was giving it her best.
"Hey, Harry, why don't you help motivate Tracey? Show her what a real pussy-licking's like?" Daphne suggested.
"Not a bad idea," Harry said, sliding between Tracey's legs and wrapping his mouth around her delicious pussy, pushing two fingers inside to aid his efforts. Fuck, she was tight.
"She's got a tasty little virgin pussy, doesn't she?" Daphne said, moaning appreciatively at how Tracey had picked up her pace.
"Nice and sweet," Harry confirmed, running his tongue over the engorged nub of her clitoris, pulling a deep moan from Tracey.
"You want this, don't you?" Daphne taunted.
"So bad," Tracey moaned as Harry twisted his fingers around in her deeper, sucking harder on her clit.
Daphne dropped back down on her face, moaning and gyrating her hips and pinching her nipples. She moaned loudly as she rocked against Tracey's face.
"Come on, Tracey, come on you tight fucking little slut, cum for us, set me fucking off, make me fucking cum in your fucking FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Daphne cried out as she came, her juices splashing down Tracey's neck as she too came in Harry's mouth.
Harry lapped up her juices eagerly, almost as eager as she was for Harry to keep going the way her legs tightened around his neck.
The two moaning, twitching girls collapsed beside each other, breathing heavily and panting and looking about as hot as Harry thought as it was physically possible to look.
Not wanting to be left out and with a cock that was every bit as hard as it had ever been, Harry crawled up between them, wrapping an arm around each of their shoulders and feeling like a fucking king as he alternated between kissing each of them.
Hesitantly, Tracey reached down and began stroking his precum slick cock with her light, delicate hand. Harry shivered at her touch, planting a deep kiss on her lips.
Tracey smiled and rolled over so she could straddle Harry's hips, her absolutely titanic tits hanging down like the ripest imaginable fruit. Her slick, cunt ground against his cock, driving Harry wild.
Reaching down, Tracey guided the head of his cock toward her insanely tight pussy lips. Even from the outside, her pussy was tight, and Harry wasn't sure that he would fit.
Biting her lip, Tracey pushed down against his cockhead, forcing it to part her lips, then popping the head inside. She was almost painfully tight, but thank Merlin they had made her cum so many times first if just for the lubrication, as it helped Harry slide inside.
"Oh my, oh my, oh my FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, IT'S STRETCHING ME, TEARING ME APART, SO FUCKING GOOD, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Tracey squeaked as she sat on Harry's cock, spearing herself on it an inch at a time.
Inch by agonizing inch, she pressed Harry's cock into her tight cunt. He watched as half of it disappeared into her, then three-quarters. Finally, content that she must've had it, she dropped her entire weight on Harry, burying the entirety of his cock in her pussy.
Her eyes were wide with surprise, pain, pleasure. Harry did not know, she looked down the valley of her immense cleavage to his cock buried in her pussy.
"It's so, wow, so big," Tracey said, in awe at the display between her legs.
"Thanks," Harry said.
"I can... I can feel you, all the way inside of me. It hurts, some, but it feels good, too. I think it might feel real good," Tracey said in awe.
"You think that's great, you should try moving," Daphne suggested.
"I was working up to it," Tracey said. "I just, I want to feel this, let it all sink in".
"Give it all the weight you want. I'm fine here," Harry said. He said this, but only because it felt like the slightest motion from her might set him off for how tight she was, and Harry wanted to make her first fuck with him memorable.
Slowly, Tracey started to move experimentally, first rocking her hips a little, then pushing herself up and down on his cock.
Only an inch or two at a time at first, but with Daphne's gentle coaxing, her hands pressing against Tracey's stomach and ass, guiding her onward and helping her develop a pleasurable rhythm.
Tracey was a quick study, not quite a natural, but pretty close to one. Little by little, she began to take more and more of his cock with each bounce, settling on a slow but increasing pace where she took nearly half of his length at a go. Her speed increased, her face got a look of tentative pleasure to it, a look Harry liked seeing spread across her lips.
Moaning with pleasure, Tracey started to fuck down onto Harry in earnest, no longer needing Daphne's guidance.
Seeing that she was no longer needed, Daphne rolled beside them, furiously fingering her own pussy with one hand while her other drifted into one of his. She held Harry's hand tightly as he began fucking up into Tracey in earnest.
Squeezing Harry's hand once more, Daphne let go and set both of her hands to her pussy, letting Harry turn his full attention to fucking Tracey.
Daphne's timing couldn't have been better, because Tracey was starting to bounce down on him with an increasing speed that sent her titanic tits colliding with each other.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck this is great, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK ME, Harry! FUCK MY SLUTTY CUNT!" Tracey roared.
Harry grabbed her tits, squeezing them, hoping to keep them from colliding at the pace she'd established, but there was no way they'd be constrained. Instead, Harry settled on grabbing her ass, helping her fuck down onto him as he pushed into her.
Building up to a release, Harry grabbed her by the hips and rolled over so he was on top of her. Tracey looked up at Harry in surprise, but her smile was one of the cutest, sweetest Harry had ever seen, especially when he took over and began to pound down into her.
"So, I take it you're having fun?" Harry grunted as he fucked down into her.
"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned. "I wanna fuck, all the time, this is so, amazing!"
Harry kissed her, making out with her passionately as his hips became a pounding blur. Harry was gonna cum, he just hoped that she'd go off first.
On that, Harry was wrong. Daphne came first, moaning loudly as she bucked against her own fingers.
Tracey wasn't far behind, cumming beneath Harry one final, loud time. With seconds to spare, Harry pulled out of her and fired shot after shot of cum across her stomach, tits, even some splashing onto her neck and chin before Harry rolled onto his back between her and Daphne.
"Holy fuck. That... that was incredible," Tracey moaned.
"Wait'll you have that cock in your ass," Daphne replied, leaning over to lick some of his cum off Tracey's tits. "Getting ass-fucked by Harry is so much more intense than you could possibly imagine, and Harry's pretty fucking good at ass-fucking," Daphne said.
"Awww, thank you," Harry said.
"Wow," Tracey said, thinking about her words.
The three of them sat there enjoying their post-orgasm bliss.
Harry knew that he had Tracey hooked on sex with him.
OCTOBER 20th 1993
Tracey took off her bra and dropped her shorts, revealing herself completely naked to Harry.
Harry followed by carefully taking off his shoes and socks, then removing his shirt and dropping his shorts and underwear to the ground. His ten-inch cock practically bounced out, rock hard.
Harry closed the gap between them and soon their bodies pressed against each other, his cock resting up against her stomach, they wrapped their arms around each other.
Harry leaned down and kissed her on the lips with Tracey kissing back passionately, wanting to explore his entire mouth with her tongue. Harry held her back, slightly, trying to develop a good, comfortable pace, and once she understood what was happening Tracey adjusted to match Harry and soon they were making out pretty nicely.
Harry started to explore her body with his hands, running them down her back to her tight ass, grazing them up her sides, and tracing them over her breasts. She shivered when Harry flicked her nipples with his thumbs, rolling them between his fingers.
Not only did it make her moan into his mouth, but it seemed to make her nipples even harder.
Tracey explored Harry's body similarly, but she had mostly one goal in mind. Her hands settled on his cock, trying to wrap around it but failing. She grasped it, and ran them up and down, spreading precum all over the head before running back down, cupping his balls.
If she wanted to touch his cock, well, two could play that game. Harry dropped a hand down between her legs, his fingers experimentally dancing around the folds of her sex.
If she was moist before, all it took was a little work on her clit between his fore and middle fingers for her to get completely wet, even straight up soaked.
Her moans took on a higher pitch as Harry explored her folds deeper and deeper, but once Harry stuck his middle finger deep inside, she jolted against him, a single deep moan taking her.
Tracey pointed at his cock. "Can you please put that..."
She spread her pussy lips with one hand and pointed at them with the other. "...in here, and bury it to the hilt.."
It was a fine invitation, and one that had Harry crawling closer,
Harry grabbed a hold of his cock and lined it up with her pussy.
Harry pressed forward and it didn't take too much pressure to part her lips and slide the head of his cock into her.
He grunted, pushing forward, sliding a couple of inches more inside of her. Tracey gasped, moaning deeply.
"Wow, keep going, keep going, I want it all, I want to feel it all, fuck," she said as Harry pushed inch after inch deeper into her pussy.
Biting her lip and arching her neck so she could watch him disappear inside of her, Tracey kept urging Harry on, sometimes with soft words, other times with simple, animalistic sounds of encouragement. He'd fed half, three-quarters inside of her, pressing harder at her urging, finally bottoming out inside of her, his balls resting against her ass.
"Damn that feels full," she said, throwing her head back. "Fuck!"
"Good full?" Harry grunted
"You bet your ass it's good," Tracey said, arching up to kiss Harry. He was on top of her now, balanced over her with his cock resting deep inside of her pussy.
Harry slowly pulled back, inching his cock out before thrusting back forward.
While Harry took his time establishing a pace, taking his cock about halfway out before thrusting back inside and enjoying the sounds she made when he did, her eyes told Harry she wanted more.
He quickened his pace, sliding out a little more cock at a time before ramming it home.
"Goddamn that's right, that's right, fuck me, fuck me hard" Tracey said as Harry fucked her.
Harry obliged and turned what may have been a slow fuck into something savage, pounding into her with almost the entire length of his cock on each stroke. For all of his giant cock inside of her Tracey was just laughing and moaning and spurring him on harder.
She was loving it, at least. "FUCK YEAH, FUCK YEAH, KEEP GOING, GOD, FUCK, KEEP GOING, GOD THAT MONSTER COCK IS AMAZING, RIGHT THERE, FUCK, YOU'RE GONNA RUIN ME FOR OTHER GUYS WITH THAT THING, FUCK, I LOVE IT, KEEP FUCKING ME, GONNA MAKE ME CUM AGAIN SOON, FUCK YEAH, FUCK YEAH!"
Soon Harry's balls started to contract.
"Fuck, gonna cum soon," He warned.
"Me too, keep going, just a little longer, a little longer," Tracey moaned.
"Fuck."
"So good. Soon! Soon!"
"FUCK, I'M CUMMING!"
"ME TOO, ME TOO, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
Harry's orgasm was earth-shattering, shooting what felt like a quart of cum into Tracey's pussy, but his orgasm had nothing on hers. She was a writhing, moaning, screaming banshee, wrapping her arms and legs around Harry as she came violently.
The moment they had both come down, Harry pulled out of her, unleashing a river of cum from her pussy. Tracey continued to lay there, and Harry fell on my back opposite her, catching his breath and staring at the ceiling.
Soon he noticed that Tracey had started sucking on his cock and gotten it back to full strength again.
She used one hand to jack Harry in sync with her mouth while fondling his balls with the others. While Tracey couldn't get Harry all the way down at first, she was damn close to deepthroating him
Tracey pulled her mouth off of Harry's cock and straddled his hips and rubbed her pussy against his cock.
Tracey rocked her hips and pushed his cock back into her pussy.
She let out a satisfied coo as she did before she started to ride Harry and he began to fuck back into her, his hands first holding onto her hips, guiding her, helping her figure out a pace that would be good for both of them.
Once she'd figured that out, Harry loved grabbing her breasts, squeezing them, playing with her rock-hard nipples, tweaking them slightly enough to pull cries of pleasure from her.
After a while of this, Harry felt another orgasm building, and though Tracey was a little ways off yet,
He decided to speed her along. He took her little clit, bouncing up and down on his cock, between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it and rubbing it ever so slightly which made her cum and that was enough to drive Harry to the edge, filling her pussy for the second time that night.
Panting and sweaty, Tracey rolled off of Harry, lying down next to him.
"Fuck," she said.
"Fuck," Harry agreed.
After that they went to the Room of Requirement bathroom to get cleaned up.
They had not expected anyone to be there so it was a surprise when Tracey stopped Harry.
"Someone's already in here," she whispered to him.
"Who?"
"Lavender Brown," Tracey whispered harshly.
Harry laughed, then raised his voice to call over the lockers and the shower. "Hey, Lavender!"
"Hey, Harry!" she called back.
"Mind if we use the showers too?" He asked.
"Totally! Never hear me complaining about some company when I'm showering!" Lavender called.
Tracey followed Harry, a little nervous, around the lockers and to the row of showers where Lavender stood under the hot spray of water, looking over her shoulder and waving playfully to them.
"Hey, Harry! Hey, Tracey!" Lavender called playfully.
"Hi," Tracey said softly.
Harry took a shower next to Lavender and turned on the water. The heat and the pressure felt good on his body, draining away the soreness he had just acquired from sex with Tracey.
Hesitantly, Tracey joined them, taking the shower on his other side.
" Hey, I know you two were just fucking and everything, but mind if I borrow Harry for a bit Tracey? I'm horny and kinda a real whore for Harry's cock, ya know?" Lavender said.
She slid over to Harry, playfully grabbing his half-hard cock. "It's just so big and fun and always makes me scream so good! I just love it in all my holes so much!"
Amused, Tracey said, "Sure."
Eagerly, Lavender pulled Harry in for a close, intense kiss.
Water cascaded down around them as they ground into each other. As always with Lavender, Harry's cock was hard again in record time. She took it in her hands as he took her ass in his, both of them squeezing and stroking each other, getting ready for what was to come.
Breaking their kiss, Lavender whispered into his ear, "I want you in me, 'kay?"
"Sure," Harry said, pushing her up against the shower wall where he was able to find a good angle where he could bury his cock inside of her welcomingly tight pussy.
Lavender held onto Harry tight as he fucked her. She looked to the side and smiled. "You know she's watching us, right?"
"Is she?" Harry asked.
Lavender turned her head completely to Tracey. "You don't have to be a stranger if you don't wanna. Always room for one more."
Tracey, her body dripping with water and looking perfectly gorgeous, watched us. She stepped toward them closely where she grabbed his head and turned it to her, placing a long, lingering kiss on Harry's lips.
Tracey then turned and leaned in placing another kiss, passionate and hungry on Lavender's lips.
Lavender moaned enthusiastically, from the kissing or the fucking, Harry didn't know, but it was a delicious sound. As the two of them made out, Lavender pulled his cock from her pussy and the two of them took the opportunity to make out properly.
Tracey and Lavender wrapped their arms around each other, their grip slippery from the water as they felt each other up and down.
For Harry seeing them go at each other so savagely was a tremendous turn-on but what wasn't a turn-on was the heat.
As much as Harry wanted to jack off while watching them, the hot water was a bit much, so he took the opportunity to shut off all the valves.
It quieted the room down considerably, and there was still a cloud of steam in the air, but if there was gonna be any new steam Harry was glad that it'd come from the three of them.
Lavender wasted no time fingering Tracey, finding her clit and rubbing it so she let out a series of high moans.
Not to be outdone, Tracey began furiously fingering Lavender, never once breaking their kiss. Lavender squealed with glee at this progression and she grabbed Tracey by the shoulders and coaxed her to her knees on the smooth tile. "Let's see how well you do at eating a pussy."
Tracey showed no hesitation as she dove into eating Lavender's pussy with gusto.
Lavender's eyes went wide "Nice enthusiasm, ooh, that one was good, yeah, lick it, right there, lick my little cunt, yes, yes, yes!"
Now, Harry was happy to enjoy this whole show and just jack his cock, but when he could also join in, why wouldn't he?
Harry slid in behind Lavender, resting his cock between her ass cheeks. He reached around her with his hands, cupping her breasts and enjoying the easy access to her nipples.
"Mmm, this is fun," Lavender said.
"Glad you approve," Harry said, nibbling on her neck.
Tracey meant to say something, but Lavender held her head in place.
Lavender then stepped away from Tracey and quickly moved toward her bag that she had on a bench and she came back with a rolled-up towel in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other.
She tossed the towel to Tracey. "Lie down, use that for a pillow."
"Why?" Tracey asked.
"'cause, like, I'm gonna eat your pussy, show you how it's really done, really destroy that cunt with my mouth, while Harry's got me bent over and fucking my ass, 'kay?"
"I see literally nothing wrong with any part of that last sentence," Harry said.
"Me neither," Tracey said with a shrug, dropping the rolled up towel to the tile and lying back, her legs spread wide.
Lavender handed Harry the bottle of lube which he squeezed into the palm of his hand.
"While you do that I'm gonna get her pussy nice and started, okay, but I want you on your knees and balls deep in my ass, soon, 'kay?" Lavender said sweetly.
"Yes ma'am," Harry replied. He coated his cock, jacking it and getting it nice and slick. Lavender had already gotten on all fours, kneeling between Tracey's legs and going to town on eating her pussy. Tracey watched her while moaning and pinching her own nipples as the blonde expertly ate her out.
Smiling and loving the inviting view of Lavender's ass sticking up in the air, Harry got on his knees behind her, resting his cock on her ass so Tracey could see.
"Fuck, goddamn, there's no way, mmm, no way that's all gonna fit in there," Tracey said.
"Watch me," Harry said, lining up his cock with Lavender's cute little asshole and pushing it inside It was fun watching Tracey's eyes widen so much from the sight of his cock disappearing into Lavender's ass while Lavender ate her pussy,
It was hard to tell who was enjoying themselves more, Tracey having her pussy eaten by an expert pussy licker, Harry with his cock buried all the way in Lavander's tight ass, fucking her for all she was worth, or Lavander herself, who just seemed to have the most fun no matter what she was doing so long as sex was somehow involved.
The air was full of the sounds of their moans and slapping wet flesh, smelling thickly of arousal.
Tracey came in a hurry, her screams echoing off of tiles and lockers, but if she'd thought that would be the end, she was dead wrong.
Lavender gave her a moment to come down while Harry used the opportunity to really pound her ass, but once Tracey had even slightly recovered Lavender was back on attacking her clit.
In seemingly no time at all, Lavender had built Tracey up to the verge of another orgasm, this one promising to be more devastating than the last. Tracey and Harry locked eyes, her intensity fueling him, pushing Harry to fuck Lavander's ass harder and harder. The pleasure was almost blinding, and they were all stuck waiting to see who would break first.
Lavender was the next to cum, squealing into Tracey's pussy as her own sprayed Harry with her juices, her asshole tightening around him enough to stall his own orgasm temporarily.
As if a domino tipped over by Lavender's orgasm, Tracey came again, her orgasm slamming her whole body every bit as hard as it was to be expected.
"Fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum too, I'm gonna cum!" Harry warned.
"Ooh, idea!" Lavender declared, pulling herself off of his cock. Harry moaned in disappointment, but when Lavender pulled Tracey over and directed her so that they were both lying down under Harry, mouths wide open, he realized it wasn't so bad.
Jacking his cock furiously, Harry was taken by a strong orgasm, blasting ropes of cum all over Lavender's and Tracey's faces, into their mouths, some of it even splashing across their tits.
Drained, Harry sat down next to the two of them, panting and taking in the sight of these two beautiful girls covered in his cum.
What a sight
Chapter 33
November 1993
Hogwarts, Scotland
Pansy reached down to give Harry's cock a quick touch.
He returned the favor, sliding a couple fingers along her pussy lips. Pansy hissed pleasurably, looking up at him with great, big eyes.
She didn't say anything as he pressed his fingers inside of her, gently exploring and discovering her tender folds. Neither of them said anything when her hand dropped down and began stroking his cock, but it felt damn nice.
She moaned as Harry rolled his thumb over her clit. She looked up at Harry, biting her lip and looking oh so luscious. Harry leaned in, only slightly, but enough that they were able to lock lips and kiss.
Pansy pushed Harry back against a couch in the corner where she leaned over so she could get a better angle on his cock. With practiced pride, she teased the head of his cock, gently licking and kissing it and giving his cockhead one nice, long kiss.
Harry enjoyed as her soft lips and enthusiastic tongue mixed with more than a fair bit of bobbing which made for a pretty fucking amazing blowjob for him.
Pansy gave his cock one last good kiss. Then she lay back on the couch, stretching out as best she could to expose her pussy to Harry.
Harry crawled between her legs, enjoying watching her splay her pussy lips open with her fingers for him.
He dove in and ate her pussy for all it was worth
"Holy shit! Wow, that's a nice... nice tongue... yes..." Pansy groaned as Harry began to lick her slit.
Pansy giggled, cupping her tits and pinching her nipples as Harry had his way with her pussy. "Oh god, yes, right there, yes, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! I. yeeeessssss... ohgodrightthereyes... fuck that's nice..."
Her pussy was warm and sweet for Harry..
FUCK I'M CUMMING, YES, THERETHERETHEREFUCKYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
Pansy screamed, bucking against his face as a stream of juices rolled down his chin. Harry kept going, lapping every last drop up and extending her orgasm for as long as he could.
After recovering Pansy sat up "You want missionary?"
Perfectly fine with that Harry got behind her. He ran the head of his cock against her soaked pussy lips and slowly pressed inside.
"Fuuuuuuuuck..." both of them hissed as Harry slid inside of her. Pansy was impressively tight today, but very, very wet. That made entry easy, and bottoming out inside of her even easier.
"Fuck that's a big cock," she groaned as Harry rested inside of her. He ran his hands gently up and down her back, squeezing her ass once he got there and just savoring the sensation.
Pansy looked back at Harry "You need to cum?"
"Yeah," Harry said, his swollen balls now very obvious to him when buried inside such a hot girl.
"Well, feel free to fuck the shit out of me and just unload inside. I've had my fun, I want you to have yours," she said.
Pansy leaned down so she could brace the top half of her body against the couch while reaching back to finger her clit.
Once Harry was sure that she was properly trying to pleasure herself, well... that's about when he unleashed the beast. Harry fucked her as hard as he could, with long strokes that quickly bottomed out inside of her deep, hot, wet cunt while she fingered herself.
Harry held back just enough, wanting to cum and wanting to cum hard, but he wasn't about to leave her unsatisfied if he could afford it. With a pussy as exquisite as hers, one that squeezed Harry and milked him with every thrust, trying to coax out his long orgasm... it was difficult.
Thankfully, Pansy seemed to have a fair understanding of what he was going for and really went for her pussy. Through her own ministrations and his savage fucking, she was moaning and quivering.
With her face pressed down into the couch cushions and her ass jiggling with every thrust, it was a hard, beautiful fuck that Harry would have kept going indefinitely were that possible.
"Cumming, cumming... cummingcummingCUMMINGFUCKI'MCUMMINGAGAIN!" Pansy cried out, her entire body quaking against his as her pussy clamped down on Harry and a flood of juices poured down her thighs.
Harry was less eloquent, grunting as he finally came, filling her tight, wet hole with his cum.
"That was... amazing..." Harry said, out of breath.
"I know," Pansy replied, turning her head so she could kiss Harry.
NOVEMBER 23rd 1993
Harry led the way into his bedroom. He sat down on his bed and Susan sat down next to him.
"So, this is your room?" she said looking around at his own spartan room which was no doubt quite different from her own bedroom, but if it bothered her, she didn't let Harry know. Pushing her hands into his bed, Susan seemed to be quite pleased that it appeared sturdy.
"Yeah," Harry said.
"It... suits you," Susana said. "Your bedroom doesn't smell at all, you clearly take very good care of it. You probably take better care of yours than I do mine," she said.
With the amount of sex Harry had in this room with a wide variety of girls this year, He had come to a fair understanding of how to keep things manageably clean, and not constantly smelling of various bodily fluids.
"It's a gift," Harry said.
"And you're a gifted guy, huh?" Susan teased.
Harry shrugged. "I guess you'll have to find out."
Susan smiled then quickly kissed Harry before she stood up from his bed, looking down at Harry as she toyed with the buttons and belt of her coat. With a sweet, innocent voice, she said,
"I want to feel that cock all my friends have told me about. I want to touch it, and I want to feel it destroy my cute, tight little holes. I want to taste it. I want to do *everything* with it to make you, and me, feel very, very good."
She undid a couple of the large buttons toward the top, revealing the expanse of her epic cleavage to Harry before she undid her belt and pulling her coat open.
While Harry might have suspected she was naked underneath her coat, it's a different thing entirely to have it confirmed.
To see those amazing, full F-cup tits, her thick, soft nipples with the wide areolas, and her beautiful shaved pussy already moist and ready for Harry. From this distance even, he could smell her arousal, and knew he was in for something good.
Susan dropped her coat to the floor and left her completely naked. She twirled around quickly, giggling and giving Harry a view of her beautiful ass, before looking at him and smiling like the cat that ate the canary.
Running her hands over her body, with one playing with her pussy while another squeezed a tit, she said, "So, Harry... what do you think?"
Rather than say anything smart, Harry simply pulled his pants down and let his ten inches of achingly thick cock spring free.
Precum already oozed from the top of the throbbing head, ready and waiting for whatever Susan had in mind.
The busty blonde's mouth dropped open in shock as her eyes went wide. She dropped to her knees and crawled toward Harry eagerly, looking up at him with lusty intensity.
"Is that all for little old me?" Susan said, her voice leaning into cute innocence, a sound that made his cock twitch for how little it fit her epically sinful body.
"Yeah," Harry said.
Placing her hands on his thighs, Susan parted his legs and crawled up until her face was inches away from his cock. Eagerly, she said, "Goodie."
She knelt there for what felt like a while, simply staring at his cock and taking in every inch of it with her awe increasing by the moment.
"This is... epic... amazing... I've never seen anything like it... I knew that Lavender was telling the truth, but this is something else, something, beyond truth... I know absolutely everything I want to do with it, but couldn't even begin to know where to start," Susan mused, now almost intimidated by his cock.
"I'm sure you'll think of something," Harry said, twitching his cock so it almost bumped the side of her face. Susan giggled cutely.
Tentatively she reached her hand out and grasped the base, unable to fully close her fingers around it.
"What do *you* want me to do with it?" Susan asked, keeping her voice innocent as she looked up at Harry with her big, beautiful eyes. Slowly, she ran her hand up to the tip of his cock, running her palm over the head and spreading the precum around.
Harry hissed at the contact. Her lips parted in an enticing O shape as Harry saw her silently say 'wow' upon grasping the head, and he watched her chest heave as her breathing became more ragged.
Seeing her lick her lips made the answer very, very simple.
"Suck my cock," Harry commanded in a low, eager voice.
Susan's lips curled in a wicked smile, as she silently nodded.
"You got it," she said, planting a big, wet kiss on the throbbing head of his cock. Harry groaned at this initial contact, enraptured at the sight as she leaned away briefly and of the string of precum that still connected her lips to his cock.
Susan ran her tongue over her lips, savoring the taste and moaning before kissing his cockhead yet again.
Of course, this time she didn't stop at just a kiss, parting her lips and bringing the massive head into her mouth.
Those beautiful full lips of hers looked stretched to the max as she took in his cockhead, but the way her tongue danced over it made Harry moan so much he couldn't have cared if he wanted to.
Her tongue was eager and sweet, rubbing over every last sensitive spot on the head, even paying special attention to the hole at the tip.
Harry hissed again with pleasure, running a hand through her beautiful, blonde hair.
Susan let his cockhead go, then smiled up at Harry. "If you think that's impressive, you haven't seen *anything* yet."
And with that, she proved her point by inhaling his cock down to the root in one simple thrust.
"Holy shit!" Harry exclaimed as he felt her mouth and throat envelop his cock all at once. She held it like this for a moment, looking up at Harry to see if he was as thoroughly impressed as she wanted him to be.
Given what she had done, it was hard not to be, as his wide eyes and slack-jawed mouth could attest. While it was hard to read her expression, the way her eyes danced with mischief, Harry could tell that she was pleased with herself.
That, and how she reached between her legs and began to touch herself. She writhed on her knees, riding her fingers with his cock still buried in her throat, and as she touched herself, she moaned, sending vibrations around his cock.
"Oh god... fuck, that's good..." Harry moaned, continuing to run his hands through her hair.
Surprisingly Susan was very enthusiastic and considerate, sucking his cock with such devotion that Harry felt like a fucking king.
Of course, she was also thoroughly a mess whenever she came up to breathe as her massive tits caught all her drool and stray precum. She was a beautiful mess as she fucked his cock with her mouth, and if Harry didn't know any better, he would have thought it a wild, unrestrained act of pure lust.
But she did not finish him off which annoyed Harry so he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her mouth from his cock. Susan winced slightly from the sudden pain, but she looked up at Harry with a sweet, mischievous smile that told Harry this was exactly what she wanted.
"Is something wrong?" Susan asked cutely, blinking up at Harry innocently but still keeping her grin playful and teasing. Harry got the impression she liked playing the sweet, innocent little angel to get a guy to go rougher and harder. Well, if that was how she liked it...
Growling, Harry commanded, "Get on the fucking bed."
Susan squealed as Harry grabbed her by the shoulders, pulled her to her feet and tossed her onto the bed.
She giggled as she landed face down, pushing herself up on her knees before she could get her hands under her. It was a beautiful face down, ass up position, one where it seemed she might actually have accidentally shoved her ass in his face.
Her beautiful, round, very full ass. The cheeks were parted, giving Harry a beautiful look at her tight, pink asshole, while her pussy dripped with her lust, her intoxicating aroma filling his nostrils and driving Harry wild.
He knew that she wanted to make this about him, but there was no way he couldn't feast when such a buffet of depravity was that close to his face.
And so, he pushed his face in, and he feasted.
"Harry!" Susan exclaimed, legitimately surprised. "Oh, fuck! Oh my... so good!"
He licked her pussy up and down, running his tongue over her clit energetically before exploring the rest of her folds. He needed her flavor, He needed to make her squeal and cry out with pleasure.
And most of all, He needed to do to her what she'd done to him. Harry pushed her to that edge without driving her over,
He made her quiver and shudder in anticipation of an orgasm before denying her. She moaned and mewled, disgruntled at this kind of treatment, but at this point Harry was certain that turnabout was fair play.
"Harry... you're being mean..." Susan teased, groaning and writhing against his face.
"Yeah, maybe I am," Harry said, giving her pussy one last, long lick. "But you're loving it, aren't you?"
Harry looked around to see her face, and caught her blushing. She said, "Maybe."
"Well, we can do better than that," Harry said, leaning in and licking her tight asshole.
Susan squealed in surprise at his efforts as he vigorously rimmed her asshole, quaking and pushing back onto his face as he worshipped her tightest, most forbidden hole. He could have done a lot with her then and there, but where was the fun in that when he had such a willing, hot-bodied slut just begging to be fucked.
And so, after one playful stab of his tongue just barely into her asshole, Harry leaned back, flipping her onto her back on the bed and parting her legs.
Susan looked up at Harry now, considerably less playful as she understood what was coming next. She looked from his cock, up to Harry, and then back down to his cock as the gravity of what she was in for hit her.
"Wow..." Susan murmured breathily, licking her lips with anticipation. "Please... Harry, I need it so bad... I need your cock in me... this slut needs to be fucked so hard... won't you fuck me the way I deserve?"
She was clear in what she wanted, and Harry was happy to oblige.
He leaned down over Susan Bones, enjoying a moment to feast on her tits, suckling at her perfect nipples and making her cry out with pleasure, before he climbed up to be face to face with her.
He kissed her, deeply and passionately, and she was more than happy to return the energy. She kissed Harry over and over, suckling gently on his tongue as if it hadn't nearly been up her ass just a moment ago.
Harry felt her reach down and grab his cock, jerking it enthusiastically as she guided it toward her pussy.
"You like to play the nice, sweet, innocent girl, but you're really a nasty little slut, aren't you?" Harry asked her.
Susan smiled at Harry devilishly. "Actually, I'm both. I am good, and sweet... but I'm not really innocent, and, yeah, I am a total fucking slut... but now, I want to be a slut for the right kind of guy."
"Yeah?" Harry said, enjoying the feel as she started to rub the head of his cock against her achingly hot cunt. Slowly, Harry pushed forward, spreading her outer lips without fully pushing inside.
"Yeah..." she whimpered, her voice suddenly very soft, and nearly silent. "I don't know if you're going to fit, you're so big and I'm so tight..."
Susan grinned up at Harry, looking both eager and actually nervous.
Harry smiled down at her, kissing her, then said, "Let's find out."
Biting her lip, Susan quickly nodded, looking down her cleavage as Harry started to press into her.
He groaned as her tightness accepted him, while she held back loud cries of agony and ecstasy .Her pussy opened for Harry slowly, first parting for the head, then embracing him tightly as the head finally pushed inside of her.
"Holy shit!" she exclaimed, her eyes rolling back as her cunt muscles grasped Harry tightly. "That's the biggest fucking thing I've ever had inside me, I mean... fucking hell..."
Though Harry was held in place by the pure pleasure of Susan Bones's pussy, He laughed, slightly. "And that's just the head."
Susan's eyes went wide. "You're fucking with me, that can't be just the head."
She looked down, her mouth dropping open. "Holy fuck, it is just the head."
Harry thrust forward, burying another couple of inches into her hot, wet cunt. He grunted, "A little more than the head now."
"I can tell!" Susana gasped, laughing as Harry forced another several inches inside of her. "Holy shit, go easy, go slow... yes, like that, keep going, keep going..."
Inch by inch Harry pushed his cock inside of her, and though it felt like he was at risk of having his cock squeezed straight off by her intensely tight pussy, it wasn't long before Harry was buried fully inside of her.
"Oh fuck... oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuck..." she moaned, kissing Harry. "I've never... never had anything... fuuuuck..."
"I'm going to take that as a compliment," Harry said, twitching his cock inside of her, the action sending pleasure coursing through both of their bodies.
"You should," Susan replied. "Holy shit, that's ten inches of cock inside of me. That's ten fucking inches of cock..."
"You had it down your throat just fine," Harry said.
"Big difference," she said, looking down again with wide-eyed wonder. "But I'm not complaining! Fuck, I love it! Feels so fucking good in my little pussy... though it's probably not so little anymore, is it?"
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. Because you said you wanted to get fucked, and I intend to deliver on that," Harry smirked, pulling halfway out and driving home.
"Yeah?" Susan whimpered as the two of them were both so sensitive at this point, that Harry doubted it would take a whole lot for either of them to cum.
All the more reason to savor every second of this.
Harry kissed her again, deeply, slowly. Susan moaned against his lips, kissing him back and enjoying the feeling of their bodies pressed against one another.
Susan groaned, her eyes rolling back as his cock filled her. "Fuck... fuck me, Harry... fuck me with that huge fucking cock... fuck... I need it... I need it so fucking bad... fuck me hard, make me cum, make me scream, make me... FUUUUUUCK!"
Harry drove in and out of her fiercely, fucking her in long, fast strokes that seemed to strike her deep in her core.
Susan's moans and wails only increased as Harry fucked her, her cunt clutching and squeezing his cock, demanding his own pleasure on top of her own as he fucked her.
Looking down at her as her epic tits bounced with every thrust, Harry was in fucking heaven as he was on top of her, buried ten inches deep in her pussy, making her scream and scream loud.
Looking down at her, watching as her face was screwed up in a look of pure lust, Harry didn't think I'd ever seen her looking more beautiful.
Until she said, "I want to ride you... can I ride you... pleeeeeeeeeeease?"
"Sure," Harry said, rolling over while she was still impaled on his cock. Watching her sit up on top of him with his cock buried inside of her... her running her hands up her body, squeezing her tits before tracing her fingers through her hair... Okay, that might be Susan at the most beautiful he had ever seen her.
"This feels so fucking perfect..." she said, bouncing on his cock energetically, smiling and laughing. Harry grabbed onto her epic ass, holding and squeezing her soft but firm flesh and enjoying the ride.
And what a ride it was. Looking up at her pretty face as she smiled and laughed and rode his cock was one thing, but seeing this while her simply awe-inspiring tits bounced above him was something else entirely.
She rode his cock the way an artist works in their chosen medium, creating perfection from the simplest elements. Harry looked down to where his cock pistoned in and out of her stretched-to-the-max cunt, feeling her milking him with every bounce and knowing that it wasn't long before she would soon achieve her goal.
"I'm gonna cum..." Harry warned her.
"Just a little longer, hold on a little longer, pleeeeease, Harry? I'm so close, so fucking close," she said, leaning down and placing her hands on either side of his head so she could ride him harder.
Considering that this shoved her tits in his face, and one of her nipples straight into his waiting mouth, Harry was pretty sure by this point she could keep him distracted as long as she needed to force her own orgasm.
So, Harry suckled at her breasts, kissing and licking and pleasuring every inch he could get his mouth on as she rode him with all she had, and oh did Susan have a lot.
She rode Harry like a woman possessed, her ass slamming up and down with an expertise that took almost the entire length of his cock out of, then into her pussy with every bounce.
Harry was distracted by her tits, but only so much could be done at this point. Cum had been boiling in his balls and the dam could only hold things back so much longer.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS! FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Susan cried out, riding Harry hard as she came. Her cunt squeezed him hard as she bounced, forcing his own orgasm to tear through his body.
Harry grunted loudly as the cord holding back pleasure within him snapped, and all at once it utterly consumed him.
Harry came inside of her pussy hard, filling her with shot after shot of cum as his balls flexed with nearly painful relief.
"I can feel it," Susan moaned, sitting up on Harry and squeezing her tits. His cock still impaled within her, she rocked her hips slightly, savoring. "I can feel it all... so much cum."
Susan opened her eyes and looked down at Harry with that beautiful face that comes only from the afterglow of amazing sex. Leaning down, Susana kissed Harry, her tits pressed into his chest feeling nearly as good as her mouth on his.
"I think I'm gonna be dripping cum for a week after this," she said.
Susan then got off of him and she reached and took his cock in her hand. Jacking it gently, she coaxed out some more precum and began to run it over the head of his cock. Then, grasping Harry in her hand, she slid his cockhead between her ass cheeks and began to rub it against her tight hole.
"Oh, so it's like that, then," Harry said as he began to massage her tits.
"Uh huh..." she said, teasingly running his cockhead over her asshole without actually pressing it inside. "I've got a really tight ass that all the boys seem to want, but few of them ever actually get because I'm picky... but even though it scares me a little, I know I want your cock in my tight little ass. Will you do that for me, Harry? Will you fuck my slutty little ass?"
If a question with a more obvious answer had ever been asked, Harry wouldn't want to know what it was.
"I will..." Harry grunted and he slid his cock between her cheeks and rubbed it against her hole experimentally.
He grabbed hold of his cock and rubbed it up against her hole. "I'll go slow."
She cooed at the contact. "Only while I'm getting used to you... once I have that monster up my ass, you better go to town on me."
"Glad to," Harry said, holding tight and beginning to press against her resistant asshole. "Now, remember how you said you wanted me to make you scream?"
"Uh huh..." Susan whimpered as Harry started to apply more and more pressure. Even with her relaxing and willing him to fuck her, Susan's ass was fairly unyielding. This was going to be a very fun challenge.
"Good," Harry said, pushing until he felt some give. "Because I think you'll be doing a lot of that very, very soon."
"Okay-HOLY FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" she cried out, pounding the bed with her hands.
Yeah, you can say Harry had broken through. His cockhead popped inside of her tight little hole, and if he hadn't just cum a little while ago,
Harry certainly would have done so in this position. Susan's ass was incredibly tight, and her mewling cries as she writhed and struggled and pounded the bed in front of Harry threatened to push him out of her. Still, following her demands, Harry held onto her tightly, waiting for this initial wave of resistance to pass before he started filling her further.
When she started to calm somewhat, Harry asked, "Are you alright?"
"I've got your cock part way up my ass," Susan answered, squeezing his cock with her ass cheeks.
"I'm not sure that's what a lot of people would call alright, and it hurts like hell, but it also feels so fucking good... more, please, Harry... I want more... just take it slow... for now..."
Harry could do that just fine. Now that he no longer needed to line himself up with his hand, Harry reached around her, playing with one of her nipples with one hand while fingering her clit with his other as he slowly pushed into her ass.
Susan squealed and moaned as Harry fed more and more of his length into her, but she never once complained. She never said anything, really, having lost much of her talkativeness as Harry pushed more and more into her. At the halfway point, she was simply breathing heavily and moaning, looking back at Harry and turning her head to kiss him as he gave it to her.
With only a couple inches to go, she was grunting animalistically, looking back at Harry with a violent need.
Sensing this as his moment, Harry thrust the last couple inches into her forcefully, forcing her eyes wide.
"MOTHERFUCKER!" Susan cried out, screaming and thrashing against Harry as he held her close with his cock buried fully up her ass. "Oh, you bastard... so fucking good... oh you bastard, you'll pay for that... fuuuuuuuuck."
"Admit it, you loved it," Harry said.
Dropping into her cutesy voice again, she replied, "Maybe... you gonna fuck me hard now?"
Harry kissed her again, then said in a dark, warning, voice. "Just remember... you asked for this..."
With that, He pulled almost all the way out, and quickly slammed home. Susan grunted and moaned, loudly, but she wasn't exactly to the point of screaming that she had demanded earlier.
Harry was going to fix that, and if it meant fucking her exquisite ass hard and rough until she did, well, he was going to have to do that, then.
As it turned out, Harry was quite adept at making Susan Bones scream. She wailed rather pleasurably as Harry fucked her ass, and while he was only able to get so much traction in the spooning position like this,
Harry was able to still give it to her pretty damn hard. Her pussy was practically gushing against his hand as he fingered her, as this kind of treatment was clearly doing it for her.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck that ass... yeah, you like that ass, don't you? You like that slutty fucking ass..." Susan groaned, pushing her ass back against Harry as he fucked her.
"It's amazing... so tight... it's so hot... fuck you're so goddamn hot..." He grunted.
"You're gonna make me cum with your cock up my ass..." she moaned. "You know that, right? Gets you all... FUCK!... gets you all hot, doesn't it..."
"The best... so fucking good..." Harry moaned, holding her close and kissing her as he continued to fuck her ass.
Susan moaned, her body shuddering gently against him as an orgasm began to creep up on her.
"Do it, do it, keep fucking me, keep fucking my slutty ass, yes, like that, right there, keep fucking my ass, fuck me, Harry, fuck me but don't cum yet, I need that cum, fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuckmefuckmeI'M CUMMING! I'M FUCKING CUMMING! YES, FUUUUUCK YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSS!" Susan screamed, her body wracked by another orgasm.
Harry felt her pussy gushing against his hand as her ass clamped down hard on his cock, and if it hadn't been for his recent orgasm, Harry thought he likely would have cum right then and there.
Susan was a delightfully sexed-up mess, laughing and shivering as she came down from the high of her orgasm.
Harry slowed his fuck, holding her closely and making out with her as her body relaxed and she looked at Harry, grinning like the cat that ate the canary.
"Mmm, fantastic," she groaned, squeezing his cock with her ass and sending sharp blasts of pleasure through Harry.
She then disentangled herself from Harry. She pulled his cock from her ass and Harry could only watch as, magnificent tits hanging beneath her, she leaned over him and took his cock straight back into her mouth.
She went to town on his cock, sucking and fucking Harry with her mouth, her tongue going crazy as it worshipped his cock with her lips.
He would never have taken Susan as a girl who'd be into ass to mouth, but she took to it like it was her lifeblood. She sucked Harry furiously, looking up him with her big cute eyes, wanting, *needing* to feed on his cum.
This would not prove a problem for Harry, as he could barely hold back any longer after having her tight ass. It only took a few minutes before he was cumming in her mouth, filling her with another load of semen.
She slurped at it lustfully, consuming it as if it were her last meal, but she couldn't take it all down. Harry could feel her mouth filling, seeing it dripping out from the edges by the time he was finished.
Susan kneeled up after this, showing her beautiful body and cummy pussy, then opened her mouth to show Harry the mouthful of cum she still held. She opened wide, showing off, letting some of it roll down her lips and onto her tits before Susan swallowed the mouthful.
"Well that was fun"Susan said