The Witches World » by Dasteiza
Harry Potter is born in a world where witches outnumber wizards by thousands to one. In Hogwarts, he is only one of four boys in attendance. Obviously, his attention is in high demand. SMUT
Harry Potter, M, English, Romance, chapters: 25, words: 58k+, favs: 2k+, follows: 2k+, updated: Jan 10, 2023 published: Jan 17, 2021, Harry P., Hermione G., Fleur D., Daphne G.
Chapter 1
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The Witches World
Summary - Harry Potter is born in a world where witches outnumber wizards by thousands to one. In Hogwarts, he is only one of four boys in attendance. Obviously, his attention is in high demand.
Chapter 1
Harry Potter yawned as he woke up in the biggest, most comfortable bed that one could imagine. It was so soft and fluffy that most days, he didn't even want to wake up let alone get out of bed. Today was no different, but unfortunately, he had to. Today he was starting his third year at Hogwarts. Harry sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. His room was the same as it had always been. It was large and full of awesome stuff. His favorite was his autographed poster from the Holyhead Harpies. They had given it to him personally when he was taken to one of their games for his tenth birthday. All the ladies on the team had hugged him and kissed his cheeks. He enjoyed their affection very much. Most girls or women for that matter seemed to give him affection, and he reveled in it. He loved women. He kind of had to since the magical world was nearly all female. Harry was one of the lucky few males born with magic, which made him a hot commodity in the magical world. He had always known that, but now that he was going through puberty, he understood it even more.
He was currently living in the Bones Manor with Amelia and her niece Susan, who was in the same year as him in school. He had known the Bones girls for most of his life but had only been living there for the last few years. Before that, he had been living with Andromeda Black and her daughter Nymphadora, who liked to be called anything but that. Apparently, they had an agreement with the Bones family that Harry would live with them until he went to Hogwarts. Then he would spend the next seven years living with the Bones'. He missed living with them but didn't mind it too much. He still got to see them whenever he wanted.
Yawning again, he got up out of bed and scratched himself before going into the bathroom to empty his bloated bladder. Once he was relieved, he quickly brushed his teeth and took a hot shower. Madam Bones was a woman that liked to be punctual and would show her displeasure when made to be late. That was why he always made sure to be ready well in advance whenever family plans were made. As he still had a few hours before they needed to leave, Harry put on some sweatpants and crept into the room next door. His neighbor just happened to be Susan, who hated getting up in the mornings nearly as much as he did. He quietly snuck in and crawled up onto the bed. He saw the cute redhead sleeping soundly with a small wet spot on her pillow right below her open mouth. Harry snickered quietly and laid down behind her. Immediately, she gravitated to the warmth of his body, rolling over and snuggling down with him. Having blossomed this summer, Harry's body betrayed him and suddenly he was sporting a massive erection. He didn't mind too much. The women in his life weren't sticklers about things like nudity and such. They didn't flaunt their naked bodies or anything like that, but they didn't shy away from showing him a few things.
Susan was now laying across his chest with one leg resting across his lap. Harry kissed the top of her head and kept his nose there for a moment. He inhaled the sweet scent of her hair. He loved the way girls smelled. They always smelled so much better than he did. Susan quietly mewled, snuggling into him deeper. She was an early bloomer if Harry wanted to be frank about it. Her body was in the midst of a growth spurt, and she would likely be the most developed girl in their year. Her round, perky breasts were already mid B-cups, and they drew his attention like nothing else. Sometimes he thought that she knew it. Maybe he was crazy, but sometimes it seemed that she did things to draw attention to them. Either way, it worked. At the moment, they were rubbing up against him while she slept. His hand slid down her back and rested on her waist as she wiggled a bit, rubbing her crotch against his hip. The scent of her arousal was wafting up from underneath the thick, comfortable blanket. Harry took a moment to breathe in deeply and got his first smell of an aroused woman. He decided right then that it was a scent he wanted to smell as often as he could.
Harry knew a great deal about sex. He had been taught all about it for years. He knew it from the biological, medical, and even the practical side. Every woman in his life taught him something new. He didn't know why at first until Amelia had finally explained it all to him this summer. Harry was a very hot commodity in the magical world. He was expected to do his duty and impregnate hundreds, if not thousands of women throughout his life. Not only that, but girls were going to throw themselves at him since he was one of only a handful of boys at school. He didn't think that was so bad. He was sure that he would enjoy it. There was one other thing though. Magical male ejaculate was a powerful potion ingredient, so he was expected to give "samples" during his time at Hogwarts starting this year. Amelia snickered and said that he would enjoy being milked by a bunch of horny girls when he complained about being nothing more than a dairy cow. To him, that wasn't the point. He didn't want to be expected to do anything. Even so, he would still do his duty to the magical world, and enjoy the hell out of it in the process.
He buried his face in the side of her head. "Suzie," he whispered. She groaned and snuggled in further. "Suzie," he snickered in a sing-song voice. She mumbled something that couldn't be understood. He brushed the hair out of her face and kissed her cheek, making her giggle. Susan was quite ticklish.
"Harry … stop," she whined, practically climbing on top of him. She was now lying almost completely on him with her head resting on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist. Her waist slimmed, and her hips widened this summer, giving her the nice beginnings of an hourglass figure. He always took the opportunity to put his hands on her hips, which she seemed to enjoy. Harry heard her quietly moan as she very slowly rolled her hips. His hands could feel that she was only wearing panties and a shirt. The skin of her hips and legs were incredibly soft and smooth, and he spent the next few minutes running his hands over them. During that time, her hips added more pressure to her grind, earring a soft moan from him. Harry squeezed her hips tightly, and she took the opportunity to sit up and straddle him. He thought that Susan looked very sexy with no makeup and messy hair. She placed her hands on his chest and began working her hips.
Harry moaned out, "That feels really good."
"Mmmhm," she sleepily agreed, falling forward and resting her head next to his while continuing to work her hips. Harry's cock was as hard as it had ever been. "Pull your pants down," she ordered, and Harry rushed to obey. He was able to quickly get his sweatpants down, and groaned when she sat her damp, panty-covered slit right on the underside of his cock. Susan mewled and gasped sexily when he slipped his hand down the back of her panties and groped her naked bottom. Her wide hips increased their pace, and Harry who had been egged on by her passion, slid his hand down the middle of her cheeks. She shuddered violently when his fingers brushed over her untouched asshole and slipped down to her warm, wet pussy.
It seemed that she had now lost all her inhibitions, and sat up grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it off her body. His eyes were glued to the beautiful breasts now on display. They weren't the first naked breasts that he had ever seen. In fact, he had seen plenty and even touched a few. Dora often went topless around him and liked to rub them against his face yelling "MOTORBOAT!" He'd seen Andromeda naked, and he'd even seen Amelia topless. The older woman still had a killer rack in his opinion. Still, there was something to be said for seeing bare breasts in the middle of a sexual experience. They were on display for him and him alone. They were his to look at and touch.
Harry sat up with her and wrapped his arms possessively around her waist. He leaned down and captured her pretty pink nipple in his mouth. Her deep moan sent vibrations down her body as he suckled on her blossoming breast as his free hand played with the other. His other hand was still pressed against her naked slit, and Susan was having the time of her life riding his hand to completion. His hand was so hot and soaked, and he could hear wet sounds coming from between her legs. She pressed his face against her breast even harder when he switched to the other one. Her body shivered when his tongue slithered around the crinkled nub, and she chittered when he pulled it with his teeth. Harry moved his hand from her lips to her clit, and she gasped wildly at the new sensation. Harry quickly moved her panties to the side so that she was now hot-dogging his naked erection. He could feel her juices painting his cock as she rode him hard. Harry moved his hand in circles, stimulating her clit the best way that he could. Dora taught him about that but refused to show him personally since he was too young. She said that he would have to wait until he was thirteen. He couldn't wait to see her again.
They heard Amelia moving around somewhere outside of the room and increased their pace, desperate for release. "God, your pussy feels so good," Harry moaned into Susan's breast. Susan blushed and moved her hips faster. The wet squelching was getting louder with every increased movement. His cock was now absolutely drenched in her arousal. "Inside," Harry groaned as she moved on him.
"We don't have enough time. Auntie is going to call us in a moment!" she whispered exuberantly, her body quivering in pleasure as her plump, hairless lips wrapped around his thick erection. Harry's hand snaked down and began massaging her hardened clit, making the sexy redhead mewl in pleasure. Harry wanted to fuck her so bad, but he knew that they should probably wait until they had time. Not to mention that he was about to blow at any moment. He could feel his balls bloating as he was ready to cum. Harry grabbed two handfuls of her ass and squeezed harshly. Hearing her soft squeak when her orgasm hit was music to his ears, and her body bucked wildly, smearing her juices all over his groin. He kissed her deeply, topped holding on, and let loose thick ropes of sticky cum that splattered over his stomach. Her tongue was wrestling with his as she continued to grind her pussy into him. Finally, they heard Amelia yell to start getting ready. Quickly they broke apart to prepare for their trip back to school. Harry couldn't wait to get back to school and get Susan alone. He was going to finish what he started.
Chapter 2
Susan smiled at Harry and bid him a temporary farewell as she scampered off to find some of her fellow Hufflepuffs that she hadn't seen since school ended. Harry waved as she left and went to find his own compartment. As a Gryffindor, and one of the only males in school, he had no shortage of friends that wanted to spend time with him. Sometimes it got to be too much, and he would need to find a quiet place to relax. Thankfully, the train ride to school wasn't nearly as bad as the rest of the year. All the girls in school were so excited to see their friends again, that it was a bit easier to overlook him. It was kind of a tradition now that Harry would seek out his friend Hermione Granger and sit with her. The bushy-haired bookworm didn't have many friends, but Harry always made time for her. He found her shyness to be endearing. She was always quick to be helpful to him, offering to help with his homework or studies or whatever.
After a few minutes of checking the train, he finally found her in a compartment in the back all by her lonesome. As he peeked in through the window, he saw that she was reading a book nearly as thick as her thigh. Harry snorted. She would probably say that it was for some light reading. Knocking on the door, she looked up and beamed at him. She quickly got up from her seat and opened the sliding door. "HARRY!" she squealed in happiness, hugging him as tightly as she could. Harry wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back. It seemed that someone had a growth spurt this summer. Like most girls in their year, Hermione blossomed this summer. She lost a bit more baby fat, her hips widened and her legs became fuller and more shapely. Her face became prettier, and her chest had grown a cup size or so. He could feel her perky breasts pressed against his chest. He tried to use his mental powers to keep from popping a boner. Unfortunately, he didn't have any mental powers, and he was rock hard in seconds. Luckily he was able to break the hug and quickly sit down to hide his erection.
"Hermione," he greeted her and smiled. He looked her over again. "You've gotten prettier," Harry teased, earning a deep blush from his friend. She reached out and smacked his leg.
"Harry! Don't embarrass me," she mumbled shyly but looked pleased nonetheless.
"Sorry," he apologized. "So what did you do this summer? From the letter you sent, you were going to the continent or something?"
Hermione spent the next hour or so telling him all about her summer vacation to Italy with her parents. She raved about seeing ancient Rome and the Vatican. He heard all about the museums and trips to the countryside. It actually sounded really nice. He very much hoped that he would one day get to go. Harry told her about his summer, which wasn't all that much different from his other ones. He didn't get to go anywhere fancy or anything, but he had fun hanging out with Susan and Dora. As they were talking, Harry moved and sat right next to her. Now that his puberty was hitting full blast, he was always horny and wanted to be as close as possible to girls he found attractive. He found Hermione to be quite lovely. She blushed the closer he got. He could smell her attractive scent. He didn't know what it was. She wasn't the type to wear perfume or anything like that, so it had to be her shampoo. He could see that she was slightly trembling, likely from nervousness.
"Are you okay, Hemione?" he asked, already knowing why she was trembling. He pretended not to though and placed his hand on her forehead to check her temperature. Her cheeks were a dark pink as she nodded. He ran his hand down over her cheek and under her chin. "Are you sure," he asked. Again, Hermione nodded, looking down in embarrassment. Harry used his hand holding her chin to lift it up so that she would look at him. He leaned in and kissed her. As their lips connected, he could feel how nervous that she truly was. He didn't want her to be that nervous, so he tried to calm her. He kept his kisses slow and didn't start groping her right away. He let her set the pace at first, and let her get used to kissing another person. After a while, she really started becoming a good kisser. He taught her exactly what she should do, and Hermione, the eager learner jumped at the opportunity and learned with relish. Soon, they deepened the kiss and their tongues were rolling over one another. Deciding to take things up a notch, Harry leaned her back until she was laying down on the bench seat. Her arms were still wrapped around his neck as he devoured his mouth. It seemed that Hermione loved kissing. He broke the kiss and nibbled on her ear. His hand was busy, first playing with the delicate flesh behind her knee, and then sliding up her thigh and underneath her plaid skirt. Hermione gasped as his hand explored the incredibly soft and silky skin of her inner thigh. She closed her eyes and took in the sensation of being felt up for the first time.
"You smell so good, Hermione," he whispered into her neck as he peppered it with kisses. He didn't see her blush fiercely and mumble a nervous thank you. He was too busy nibbling on her slender neck as his hand drifted further up and brushed her panty-covered pussy.
Hermione closed her eyes and bit her lip. She couldn't believe that Harry was doing this stuff with her. It was quite shocking when she found out about the discrepancy between the number of males and females that were born magical. She had thought that she may have to eventually find a non-magical boyfriend. During her first year, just like every other girl, she was told that she would eventually have to do her duty to the magical world and allow herself to become impregnated if a magical male showed interest in her. Not having the highest self-confidence, she thought that that would never happen. Now she was on her back with Harry's hand stroking her panty-covered kitty while she spread her legs for him. She was wiggling her hips as his hand rubbed her soaked crotch, trying to get as much pleasure as possible. "Can I taste you?" she heard him ask, still kissing her neck. Her face flushed, and she stuttered out a "Yes" before he settled between her parted thighs.
Harry lifted her leg slightly. She was wearing knee-high socks and Mary Jane shoes, which Harry found very sexy. He kissed her exposed knee as he reached under her skirt and peeled her wet panties down her creamy, pale thighs. Her little pink panties slid down her thighs, over her socks, and off her shoes before he tossed them to the side. Harry lifted her skirt and saw the light wisps of pubic hair on her virgin pussy. He reached down and stroked her damp slit and noticed that she arched her back when he barely even brushed her engorged clit. He stroked the sensitive bundle again, earning a deep moan from the girl. He smiled and made sure that her clit was his number one target. Harry leaned down and gently kissed the smooth skin of her inner thighs. He covered them with kisses as her scent filled his nose. She smelled wonderful. The scent of her arousal was driving him wild, but he was able to stop himself from just sticking his cock in her. He wanted to explore her body first.
Hermione covered her face in embarrassment as this was the first time that she had ever had anyone this close to her privates. The embarrassment was compounded by the fact that it was a boy who was so close and the fact that her genitals were completely nude. Not only that, but she was sure that he could smell her. Her eyes fluttered when she felt his fingers slide through her wispy smattering of pubic hair and gently scratch the soft flesh of her pubic mound. It felt really good, she decided, and parted her legs wider, giving him permission to keep playing with her. Finally, his face pressed against her naked pussy, and he kissed her hard clit.
"Harry!" she gasped, bucking her hips and accidentally smearing her juices up his face. She was watching him stare at her bare pussy, and it was making her feel a bit self-conscious. She squirmed a bit before he nuzzled her folds with the tip of his nose, inhaling deeply. Then he grabbed her ass and slightly lifted her up. She squealed loudly when his tongue poked her asshole, and she gasped when he dragged it all the way up to her clit, licking everything in between. His lips surrounded her clit, and he moaned into her as his tongue wiggled around the small nub, making Hermione shiver in delight. Harry added pressure into his licking and soon, Hermione was thrashing wildly as he sucked on her. His fingers were finally added into the mix, and as she was fighting off an orgasm, he slid them into her virgin cunt. He didn't go far enough to steal her innocence, but he did explore as much of her as he could.
Hermione was mewling and breathing heavily as her body wiggled sexily. His tongue was dancing on her clit, and his fingers were exploring her insides. She suddenly felt one of his hands slip under her shirt and squeeze her bra-clad breast. She was too far gone to complain about something like that when he already had his fingers inside of her. His hand slid under the fabric of her bra, and her breasts were felt up for the first time. Hermione let out a shuddered breath as his fingers grazed her hard, crinkled nipple. Just that little bit of contact was enough to make her pussy tingle with pleasure. She wanted more. Hermione shook her chest, and Harry took the hint. His hand rubbed and squeezed her perky ball of flesh as his mouth suckled on her hard, needy clit. His fingers pinched, pulled, and rolled her aching nipple, and Hermione wanting more ground her naked pussy against his face.
Harry decided to show her who was the boss and flipped her over onto her stomach. He harshly grabbed her hips and lifted her ass into the air.
"Don't move," Harry ordered, and Hermione eagerly obeyed. She kept her back arched and her ass high up in the air. She squealed when his tongue wiggled against her asshole. Before long, his tongue was replaced with a finger. She shuddered and gasped when the finger slowly slid inside of her, and Hermione hid her face when his other set of fingers played with her damp clit. Hermione couldn't help but spread her knees further apart and stick her ass up as high as it could go. Her hands were pawing at the bench seat as his finger sawed in and out of her virgin ass. The rolling of her clit between his fingers had her seeing stars, and soon she could feel the coil of a strong orgasm making itself known. She felt his kissing and licking her quivering butt cheeks as he brutally finger-fucked her asshole. Hermione nearly blacked out and collapsed on the seat, curling up in the fetal position as she cried out and squealed.
Harry watched as Hermione squirted over the seat as she curled up. He could see her naked pussy convulsing, and trying to milk something that wasn't there. Harry pulled off his trousers and sat down by her head. He placed the tip of his cock at her lips, and she looked at him when she took him in her mouth. Harry leaned back and moaned as she began sucking his raging erection. For someone who had never done this before, she was pretty good. Her pretty head was bobbing rapidly as she took him as far down her throat as she could. He told her what to do with her tongue and she eagerly followed his orders. He ran his fingers through her long, wild mane of hair for a moment, before moving it to her pussy. Hermione squealed on his cock when his fingers began stroking the length of her wet slit. The obscene noises coming from her mouth were adding to his pleasure as he idly played with her pussy. Hermione suddenly added her hand by gripping the base of his cock, and stroked it while sucking. That was too much for Harry, and he quickly thrust his hips up and spurted his thick load into her mouth. The lovely bookworm did her best to swallow all of his offerings, but even so, she still had to spit some out onto the floor. Once he was spent, Hermione collapsed in exhaustion. Her head was resting on his lap with her face pressed against his sloppy erection. Harry just chuckled and patted her head. She deserved her rest. As she took a nap, Harry stared at her naked lower half. Yes, he was definitely going to claim the girl soon. He'd even put a baby in her ... once she was out of school of course. He would make sure that Hermione Granger was one of his.
Chapter 3
Harry lied down on his bed with a big sigh and yawn. He was alone in the boys' dormitory because he was obviously the only boy in Gryffindor. The other large, four-poster beds stood empty. He didn't mind of course. He had the entire room to himself, not to mention the bathroom. After leaving the train and making their way to the school via carriages, they all sat around until everyone had been sorted. There wasn't a single new boy in the entire lot. Once finished, they had enjoyed a very large welcome feast and ate until they had their fill. Friends talked and laughed and enjoyed being in each other's company. After the feast, the Prefects escorted the firsties back to the Gryffindor Tower. Harry nodded at Susan who was going to the Hufflepuff Common Room that was close to the school kitchens. Harry and a still blushing Hermione made their way to their Common Room, both being tired from getting up early and the long, exciting trip to school.
Harry greeted quite a few girls on his way to his room, but thankfully he eventually made it. Now he was all snuggled down in his warm bed, his eyes drooping from exhaustion. It only took a few minutes before he began to doze off. A few more minutes and he was completely out of it. He didn't know how long he had been asleep. All he knew was that he was having a pleasant dream about him and Dora having a death-defying broom race around his old neighborhood. However, he was suddenly awakened by pressure on his hip area. His eyes opened, and it took a moment to blink the sleep out of them enough to see. It took slightly longer to comprehend what was happening. He moaned out and grabbed the naked hips bouncing on him. The pleasure that he was feeling was incredible. Finally, he was able to see Angelina Johnson bouncing on his cock with intense enthusiasm. His hands slid down to her smooth, shapely thighs as he slightly lifted his hips, desperately trying to go deeper.
"Angelina?" he groaned out hoarsely. He was still very sleepy after all.
"Yes, Harry?" she replied, gasping as she pressed down hard on him and rolled her hips in a way that nearly had him busting inside of her already.
"Oh fuck me!" he cursed in pleasure at her sudden maneuver.
"I am fucking you," he could hear the smirk in her voice. She wiggled her hips from side to side before riding him again. "In case you're wondering, I didn't get to greet you properly. So I thought I'd come and say hello," she said, leaning down and kissing him. Harry enthusiastically returned her kiss, and boldly reached behind her and gripped her fat ass.
In his opinion, Angelina had the best ass in all of Gryffindor. Her only competition came from a Slytherin girl that hung out with one of the older boys in school. Angelina's ass was wonderfully wide and stuck out the perfect amount. It was perfectly tight as well, with just the right amount of jiggle. Harry desperately wanted to bury his face in that thing. At the moment, however, he couldn't think about that. He was too busy trying not to nut in his newest lover. It was hard to see everything since the lights were off and it was the middle of the night. He could see her fantastic breasts bouncing and jiggling, and he was unable to keep himself from sucking one into his mouth. He loved the sound of her gasp as he pulled the crinkled nub between his teeth while wiggling his tongue against the tip at the same time. As he was suckling upon her breast, his hands were groping and squeezing her amazing ass. His hands slipped between her pillowy cheeks and spread her open. Angelina shuddered as the cold night air rushed in and bit against the warm skin of her asshole. His fingers brushed her puckered hole, and he instantly felt her pussy tighten on him.
"Do you like having your ass played with?" he sleepily teased her. He couldn't see her blush.
"I love it when Alicia licks my ass," Angelina gasped out. "She's really good at it."
Far be it from him to deny her such pleasure. Harry placed his finger against the lips of her mouth and groaned when she sucked on it sexily. She wrapped her tongue around it and coated his digit in her saliva. Removing his finger from her mouth, he reached around her and slid it inside of her bouncing ass. She leaned all the way down until her entire naked front was pressed against his. Angelina mewled sexily and she kissed and nibbled at his neck, all the while continuing to bounce her lower half. Harry absolutely loved the way her pussy gripped his cock so tightly. Her pussy was fantastic, and he promised himself that he would use it often from now on. The perverse sounds of their raucous fucking were adding to the experience, driving them deeper into their lust-filled activities. His finger was furiously penetrating her tightest hole, and soon her body began to vibrate. Harry shuddered as well as her pussy clamped down on his thrusting cock. Angelina buried her face in his shoulder and squealed as his cock was drenched in her girl cum. Harry wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and began fucking her as hard as he could. Angelina gasped and wailed in pleasure as he fucked her milking pussy. He kissed her deeply as he went balls deep on her and filled her with his creamy white spunk. He didn't know if he was getting her pregnant or not, and he didn't care. He just continued to thrust and fill her with his seed, claiming her body as his. Once dry, he continued to hold her tightly, his cock still deep inside of her. Angelina made no move to leave. In fact, she snuggled in deeper and was asleep within moments. Her soft, curvy body was incredibly comfortable, and soon he was asleep as well.
The next morning, they took a shower together and fucked again before parting ways. It was the first day of class after all. They couldn't spend the entire day fucking, no matter how much he wanted to. Harry met Hermione down in the Common Room, and together they went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. The first breakfast of the new year was always his favorite. Like the feasts, the House Elves pulled out all the stops. Bacon, pancakes, crepes, cinnamon toast, sausages, they had it all. He had to remember to look like a gentleman and not scarf it down with his bare hands. As he was eating next to Hermione, he reached down and gripped her thigh and squeezed it. She looked up at him and blushed when he smiled. He leaned in and whispered, "I'd like some alone time with you soon if you're up for it of course."
With pink cheeks, Hermione shyly nodded. She knew exactly what he was asking. She had to fight the urge to hide her red face in her hands. He wanted to have sex with her! She remembered the teachers telling her about her duty, and she didn't want to let them down. Even if it wasn't her duty, she might have let him anyway. He was her best friend, and they cared about each other. They continued to eat with Harry keeping his hand on her upper thigh, squeezing and rubbing her sensually.
The classes were much the same as last year, only a little bit harder which was to be expected. He wasn't happy to find out that the amount of homework would increase as well. More homework would definitely cut into his "lazy time" as Hermione loved to call it. The first day back, they had Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Astronomy, Care of Magical Creatures, and double Potions, each assigning work to be done after class. Harry wasn't a happy camper. Once classes thankfully ended, a tired Harry was dragged to the library by his bushy-haired friend. Harry foolishly thought that he would get to tease and fool around with Hermione while pretending that she was a naughty librarian. Unfortunately, he forgot who he was dealing with. Once in the library, her A-student persona was in full force, and soon she had a stack of books on her desk that stood so tall that he couldn't even see her behind them. In fact, she had completely forgotten that Harry was with her. Harry just shook his head and rolled his eyes. Seeing that he would be unmissed for the time being, he spotted a table close by with two girls. He knew both girls from different holiday parties held by the Ministry of Magic. Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis were both very cute girls that had grown considerably over the summer. Their bodies were popping just like most of the girls in his year. Daphne was a pretty girl with a sweet face and long dark hair, while her best friend Tracey had more of a cute face and long, wavy brown hair. They waved at him and invited him to sit with them. He of course took them up on the offer.
"Hey, Harry!" they said together, smiling at him.
"Ladies," he returned their greeting. He sat down next to Tracey and directly across the table from Daphne. "I didn't get to see you girls this summer. How was your break?" he asked and raised his eyebrow when Tracey took his hand that was under the table and placed it on her upper thigh. It didn't take a Hermione-level genius to figure out what she wanted. Harry was happy to oblige. Gently he stroked the expanse of her creamy, smooth skin. He enjoyed the warmth of her skin and felt the heat radiating from further between her legs. She kept her hand on top of his, and he let her guide it to wherever she wanted.
"It was good. Tracey, our mums, and I went on a vacation to Germany. It was quite fun," Daphne chirped happily. Tracey nodded as his fingers brushed her panties. Daphne was still smiling and looking at him when he jumped suddenly. He felt something brush against his crotch. He reached out with his free hand and discovered that it was Daphne's bare foot. Just then, her other foot rubbed against his thigh. Daphne and Tracey were now smirking at each other, and Harry knew that they had come up with a plan to work together. Harry decided to not bother asking and just let things go as planned. Both Tracey and Harry were moaning together. Tracey was having her pussy rubbed through damp panties, and Harry was having his crotch massaged by Daphne's feet. It wasn't long before, Tracey leaned over and unbuttoned his trousers. It took a moment, but eventually, she was able to free his cock and gave it a few strokes to make sure that it was nice and hard. As soon as her hand left, Daphne's feet replaced it. Tracey clearly wanted more pleasure of her own and forced his hand down the front of her panties. His hand slipped over her pubic hair covered mound until he found her smooth, hairless slit.
"Oh god yes!" Tracey groaned out when his fingers started rubbing between her folds and massaged her pink insides. She was so warm and wet that Harry nearly came from the experience alone. Quickly, she moved his hand from her folds to her clit. He rubbed circles around the little, hard nub earning a shuddering gasp from the brown-haired beauty. Harry was breathing heavily as Daphne's wonderful feet were working his erect cock. He didn't know how she was so good at it, but he put that out of his mind as her soft, sensitive soles and cute, little toes worked his cock to near completion. Tracey was guiding his fingers in and out of her tight, wet cunt while his thumb massaged her engorged clit. Her body was shuddering from the pleasure, and Harry wasn't doing much better. Daphne was making him feel fantastic as he neared his end. Tracey squeaked quietly, trying to keep from making a loud noise as her wet, silky walls squeezed his wiggling fingers. Tracey's pussy was overly sensitive, and she finally smacked his hand away while he was rubbing her clit. She sat back in her chair breathing hard.
Daphne rubbed her small feet over his hard cock. She thought that he was very big considering that they were only third years. Her mother had told her to try and get physically close to him this year since a lot of other girls would start trying. Tracey's mother had told her the same thing, so they came up with a plan to double team him when they came across him. Unluckily, it was in a public location, so their more erotic activities would have to wait. Her pussy was soaking wet, and she could feel her panties sticking to her lips as her feet slid up and down his length. Her mother had trained her well, and Daphne was confident that she could bring him pleasure in any way that he desired. She could see that he was very close to orgasm. Tracey had just came all over his fingers and now his complete attention was on her. She needed to push him over the edge so that he came to her again for sexual relief. In a few years, she would be able to ask him to put a baby in her belly. She let his cock rest against the arch of her dainty foot while she used her toes to rub up and down his length. His breathing increased as his hands gently glided over the soft skin of her feet. Faster and faster her foot moved until he grunted loudly and spurted a huge glob of hot cum on her foot. She kept going as he came all over her soles and toes. She used his cum as lubricant to make her foot job even better.
"Holy fuck, Daph! That's incredible," he moaned out while her feet did their job.
"If you think my feet are good, wait until you try my pussy," Daphne blushed at her words. Her mother told her to try dirty talk.
"I can't wait," he groaned tiredly, his balls drained of cum by her talented feet. She removed them and smiled.
"Any time you want," Daphne replied as Harry saw Hermione looking around and finally spotting him. She waved him over, obviously needing to talk to him.
"We'll set something up for the three of us," he indicated to her, Tracey, and himself. Daphne nodded, and both girls bid him a good day. Harry straightened himself up and walked back to his table.
"Are you alright, Harry?" Hermione asked, seeing his face was slightly red and that he was breathing heavily.
"I'm fine," he replied quickly. "So have you found any good books?"
Hermione beamed and instantly went into a long description of the many books that she had discovered. He sat down next to her and listened to her talk. He thought that she was really cute when she got excited. He planned on making her very excited as soon as possible.
Chapter 4
Harry tossed and turned in his empty dorm room, unable to go to sleep. Occasionally, Harry would suffer from spells of insomnia. They usually wouldn't last very long, maybe a week or two at a time, but that didn't mean that they weren't annoying. Harry huffed and opened his eyes. He yawned loudly, not having to be quiet since no one else slept in here. He looked over at the stack of books on his desk. He could practice some more but decided against it. He just couldn't find the motivation at the moment. He held up his finger and watched as the tip glowed with a brilliant white light. He had been practicing his wandless magic all summer and was beginning to get decent at it. He couldn't perform any mind-blowing feats of magic, but he could do some cool stuff. He smirked as the light on his finger went out and it began to vibrate. Now all he needed was a willing partner to test it out. Just the thought of that was already making him hard. If he couldn't sleep, then maybe he needed to tire himself out. It didn't matter what time of the night that it was. Harry had access to practically every girl in the castle at all times of the day and night. He doubted that any would deny him unless they had a very good reason. He just needed to decide who he wanted to visit. Of course, there was only one girl right now. He promised Hermione that they would spend some quality time together. Now it was time to fulfill that promise.
Harry got out of the bed, already completely naked, and left his dorm room. He didn't care about being naked. He'd walk in the middle of the Common Room but didn't want to mentally scar the firsties. All of the girls his age and older had seen him naked anyway. He slipped down to the Common Room and looked around. It was totally empty, just as he suspected. It was very late after all. He went up the stairs to the Girls' Dormitory and slipped inside the room that Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati stayed in. He tried to be quiet, not wanting to wake up Lavender and Parvati. He didn't have anything against them, in fact, he was already planning to take them to bed at some point. He might even have a foursome with them and Hermione but now was not the time. He wanted some one-on-one time with his bookish friend. Knowing which bed was hers, Harry waved his wand and placed a temporary Silencing Ward around her bed. It was a piece of magic that Harry was taught early on. Dora said that he should use it so as to not wake the world up when fucking. She was probably right … as usual. Once the ward was set, Harry placed his wand on the nightstand and crawled into bed.
Under the covers, Harry pulled Hermione close to him. She sleepily snuggled into him, desperate for the warmth. Harry could feel the thick fabric of her nightgown. Just from feeling it, he could tell that it was nothing sexy. It was one of those that was made for comfort and warmth, not to excite a sexual partner. Harry slid his hand underneath and cupped her perky behind. Hermione wasn't wearing any panties. He guessed that she wasn't wearing a bra either. If he were a girl, he wouldn't either. Those things seemed very uncomfortable. His hand groped and squeezed her cute, little bum as he nuzzled her neck with his lips. Harry loved the way her body smelled. She always smelled like a cute girl, as weird as that sounded. He nibbled on the delicate skin of her neck and pulled down the loose material that covered her dainty shoulders. Slowly his lips peppered her clavicle and shoulders, and he could feel her body shiver in her sleep. She was already chittering and giving off cute moans as her hips began to move. His fingers slipped between her cheeks and stroked the length of her dampening lips.
"Hermione," he softly whispered into her ear. Her eyes fluttered open and saw who was staring at her.
"Harry?" she asked tiredly, bringing her fist up to rub the sleep from her eyes. "What are you doing here?" she asked, confused.
"You did promise to spend some alone time with me, did you not?" he responded as she gasped, realizing that her pussy was being played with. He couldn't see her blush as her legs parted a bit. "Now, how about you make me feel good this time?" Harry saw her nod. He knew that she would likely try to suck his dick, which was great and all, but he wanted more. "Take your gown off and spread your legs," Harry told her, stroking his cock to full hardness while watching her.
Hermione blushed fiercely. Her heart was hammering in her chest, knowing that it was time for her to become a woman and give herself to him. She sat up on her knees and grabbed the hem of her gown. She saw him masturbating while watching her, and she turned her head, embarrassed. The thick material rose up and was pulled from her body, leaving her nude and ready to be taken. Laying back on the bed, she did what he commanded of her. She lifted her knees up and spread her legs apart, giving him complete access to her body. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed in deeply and rapidly, nervous to have sex for the first time.
His eyes gazed upon her sexy, little body. She was spread and ready for him. He could see the glint of wetness coating her tight, little slit. Harry waddled up and settled himself between her parted thighs. Her breasts jiggled slightly with every deep breath that she took. He dragged the head of his cock up and down her damp folds gathering her moisture to use as lubrication. Soon his cock head was glistening with her juices, and Hermione was mewling in pleasure. He placed the tip against her wet entrance and pushed forward.
Hermione squeaked in pain while Harry let loose a guttural moan from the incredible tightness of her. Her arms and legs wrapped around him trying to keep him from moving.
"Just tell me when you're ready," Harry told her, and she nodded in return. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. Pulling him tight against herself, she slid her tongue along his as his hands explored her naked body. The pain was beginning to lessen, and Hermione experienced quite a bit of pleasure as his hands cupped and played with her breasts. His fingers danced along her nipples, pinching and rolling the hardened nubs making her back arch. Harry's mouth dipped down and attacked her throat and slender neck.
"You can move now," Hermione breathlessly whispered. "Go slow," she added, moaning when he pulled back then pushed forward. Harry shuddered against her warm skin as her lips didn't want to let him go. She was wonderfully tight and squeezed him every time that he tried to pull away. When he pushed back in, his eyes fluttered at the sensation. Her wet, velvety walls felt like heaven as he slowly began to fuck her. Hermione was in her own little world as her innocence was claimed. The chitters and mewls escaping her lips were a bit embarrassing if she were honest, but she quickly put that out of her mind. In fact, she couldn't think about much of anything when Harry reached between them and placed his fingers against her engorged clit. She felt the tickle of his fingers on her which was pleasant enough, but then his fingers began to vibrate at such levels that had her pussy instantly dripping down his cock.
"Oh, Harry!" she squeaked out as her body began to shake. Harry watched as her lovely breasts shook and quivered, slowly thrusting into her as his fingers vibrated against her clit. Harry moaned with her as his hips began to move faster. The wet sounds of her pussy were provoking him to fuck her harder. Her toes curled as she coated his penetrating cock making it slick with her juices. Harder and harder he fucked her, and soon she was bouncing off of the mattress from the force.
Hermione groaned and squeaked from the brutal fucking that she was receiving. His vibrating fingers had moved from her clit back to her asshole, earning a violent shuddering from her body. Her pussy clamped down on him hard as her puckered hole clenched. She loved the sensation of the tip of his finger vibrating against her sensitive skin as it slowly followed the edge of her rim. She did her best to make him feel as good as possible, not only because she cared about him, but also because the teachers had told her that it was her duty to make him seed her. It was considered a great honor to carry his child. While it was true that she was too young right now, and couldn't even if she wanted to, Hermione still wanted to practice for when the time came. All girls were given anti-pregnancy potions until they reached their fifth year. After that, they could decide if and when they carried a child. She was brought out of her thoughts by Harry.
"Holy shit, Hermione! You're creaming all over my cock," he groaned as he pulled out and showed her. Sure enough, his penis was slickened with streaks of white cream. Hermione's face turned beet-red in embarrassment, and Harry just chuckled. "Don't be embarrassed, Hermione. I love when girls cream on me," he whispered into her ear, making her shiver. "It makes the fucking feel so much better, don't you think?" he asked as he flipped her over and lifted her ass into the air. With a single thrust, he was balls deep from behind. Hermione squealed out in surprised pleasure as he stretched her again. Her face was being smooshed into the pillow as she was furiously rutted. The soft bed sheets rubbed against her sensitive nipples as her body was pushed and pulled while he claimed her doggy-style. Her eyes opened as wide as saucers when he slipped a finger inside of her ass, and it began vibrating.
"Haaaaaaaaarry!" she cried out, hiding her face in the pillow as her pussy began squirting around his cock. Harry enjoyed the dry heat around his finger as her asshole clenched around him. He continued to thrust, even as her pussy contracted around him and drenched her bed underneath them. Hermione trembled when she felt him lean down and lick the middle of her spine. His other hand snaked around her and started groping her tits and pinching her nipples. Hermione couldn't help but shudder in pleasure as she rode out another orgasm. She was shaking her head as his hand slid down the front of her naked body and began rolling her clit. When those fingers began vibrating as well, she couldn't take it anymore. It was too much pleasure for her. She screamed in orgasmic bliss as her pussy sprayed his cumming cock. She thrashed and trembled as he seeded her over and over again. Harry kept his finger in her ass and kept rubbing her overly sensitive clit as she came around his thick, fat cock. He gave a few more thrusts to push his seed deep, causing her body to buck in intense pleasure. Finally, she shuddered and curled up into a ball, breathing heavily.
"How was your first time?" Harry asked cheekily as he spooned her from behind. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the intimacy as he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her against his chest. She savored the sensation of intimacy and warmth. He kissed the back of her head while waiting for her to answer. She blushed and said, "I really liked it."
His hand was fondling her chest and toying with her nipples when he replied, "That's good. We'll be doing that quite a lot in the coming years." Harry snuggled into her, and she closed her eyes to get some rest. After what he had said, she had no doubt that in a few years, she would be carrying his child.
Chapter 5
Harry's lips explored the gentle curve of Hermione's graceful neck as his hands slid up her soapy belly and squeezed her small breasts. Her eyes fluttered as she reached back with both arms and threaded her fingers through his wet hair.
"Harder," she shuddered, already feeling an orgasm approaching. The sensation of his hands on her soapy body felt incredible to her, not to mention his large cock spearing her from behind.
For the first time, Hermione used a rule in the school charter that was made for nights like last night. For the very few boys that were born into the magical world, a lot was asked of them. However, in return, they got access to all the girls that they could ever want. Harry could have them any time or however long that he wanted. Sometimes that included at three in the morning like last night. Hermione of course accommodated him and loved every second of it. Unfortunately, that left her too tired to go to classes the following day. That's why a rule was put in place for just such occasions. Hermione would receive a copy of notes and her homework, and she could ask for personal help from any of her professors. Harry took the day off with her, which was great. Hermione really liked spending the day with him. As much as she liked it, she was a bit embarrassed about spending the entire day naked. She couldn't even remember how many orgasms that she had that day. They would spend an hour or so fucking, then rest and eat, or take a shower to wash off the sweat. They were having their third shower of the day. Hermione wanted to roll her eyes and tell Harry that showers were for washing, not for fucking, but she couldn't concentrate at the moment. A large, thick cock spearing your insides would do that to you.
She placed her hands against the glass door and squealed as her pussy squeezed his invading cock. "Harry, no!" her voice rang out, echoing loudly off the tiled walls. His fingers began rolling her clit, vibrating so hard that her pussy instantly clamped down on his cock, and Hermione screamed in ecstasy as she creamed his cock. Her naked, soapy body trembled out of control as she fought through a violent orgasm, her pussy squirting juices down her legs. Her voice squealed when he cupped her cumming pussy and squeezed it, his other hand lifting her thigh to give himself easier access. Her fingers tried to grip the wet glass but only slipped away as she shuddered wantonly, still cumming around his fat cock. The sounds of their wet bodies colliding were thunderous in the small enclosed space, and Hermione was mortified to hear the squelching of her pussy so loud and clear. She could hear the sounds of suction as her cunt desperately tried to keep him inside. His hand squeezed between her legs, and she wailed in pain and pleasure as she was brutally fucked. Her voice was gone, she found as she wanted to tell him to stop, that she couldn't take it anymore. The raw feeling of her throat was pushed aside as Harry held her up and took pleasure from her near limp body. Unable to stop him, she just let him do as he pleased. Finally, she felt the familiar sensation of him finishing inside of her. Warmth spread through her nether region as she was filled to the brim with his thick, potent seed. Her body shuddered and spasmed as he seeded her and rolled her clit at the same time. With one last soft squeak, Hermione passed out in his arms.
Harry carried his friend out of the shower and dried them both off with a wave of his wand. As he was still in the girls' dormitory, in Hermione's room, in particular, he placed her in her own bed. Gathering his clothes, which were thankfully cleaned by a hardworking house-elf, he put them on so he could get back to his room. He still had to get dinner later. He looked at Hermione. She would be out for quite a while, he thought smugly. He enjoyed seeing her worn out from his sexual exploits. It filled him with manly pride. Once back in his room, he'd call for an elf to keep an eye on her and offer to get her food once she awoke. Harry needed to get a decent night's sleep tonight. While it was true that he could miss days because of his need to spend time with girls, the professors didn't want him going overboard with it. He still needed to get an education after all. That was fine with him.
Harry made his way back to his dorm room and flopped onto his bed. Calling for a house-elf, he told them what to do about Hermione. He still had a couple of hours until dinner, so he decided to relax. He had only been relaxing for a few minutes until a knock on his door startled him. He hopped out of bed and opened the door.
"Professor?" Harry asked, surprised to see the Headmistress McGonagall here. She almost never came to see him. If she needed to talk, she usually sent for him to go see her.
"Mr. Potter," she nodded her head in greeting. "May I come in?" she asked.
"Of course," Harry said, moving out of the way so that she could come in. "How are you, Professor? I hope that I'm not in trouble for missing today," he said, pulling his desk chair out for her to sit on. She thanked him as he sat on his bed.
"I'm not here to chastise you about missing a day. I was very glad to hear that you've taken an interest in Ms. Granger. She's an incredibly intelligent girl, and would produce talented children," McGonagall chuckled as she settled into his chair.
"She's a very nice girl, and I hope to continue seeing her," Harry responded. "If you're not here to tell me that I'm in trouble, then what are you doing here, Professor? You've never visited me here before," he asked, confused.
"That is correct, Mr. Potter. I don't usually leave my office unless it's for meals or other necessities. However, I feel that this conversation is important enough to warrant a visit," she responded, smiling at him. Harry was still confused. She quickly clarified. "As you may or may not be aware, a Wizard's ejaculate is a powerful potion ingredient."
Harry nodded. "And it's my duty to make sure that Hogwarts is stocked. Madam Bones told me that it's used for fertility potions and many other things and that I needed to do my duty and make sure that the school has a steady supply," Harry told her. The Headmistress nodded her head.
"Yes, Amelia is indeed correct. I'm glad to know that she already explained things to you. While eventually, it may seem like a chore, it's not all unpleasant. Every girl in school is willing to "give you a hand" so to speak, and the same is true for the professors. You can go to any of them, and they will be more than happy to help you out," she told him, pulling a small vial out of her pocket.
"When do you need it?" Harry asked, looking at the vial.
"I'm hoping that you'll consent to provide a sample tonight, after dinner," the Headmistress replied. Seeing him nod in agreement, she added, "This is a potion that will increase the amount of semen that you produce. The effects are only temporary, but you'll need to take one every time that you provide your seed. Taking it at least an hour before is necessary," she explained, handing him the small, crystal vial. Harry uncorked it and swallowed it in one go. He winced and made a face, earning a chuckle from McGonagall.
"I'm sorry, but the taste is quite unpleasant, or so I'm told," she smiled, getting up. "If you wish for a professor to help you, just ask them after dinner, and they'll set it up. Goodnight, Mr. Potter," McGonagall told him as she got out of her seat and left the room.
As expected, Hermione didn't show up for dinner. He imagined that she was still sleeping. Sitting at the Gryffindor table, like always, he was surrounded by girls. They were chatting with him, but mostly with each other. Harry was very hungry from a long day of strenuous activity with Hermione, so he was eating and not paying much attention to anything else. Suddenly, he could feel himself getting aroused. Raising an eyebrow, he wondered why that was. He wasn't fooling around with a girl, or even thinking about one. He figured that it was probably a part of the potion that he took. It must have contained a slight lust-inducing agent as well. It made sense to him, and thankfully, it wasn't anything that he couldn't control. He did, however, glance at the teacher's table. The gorgeous Aurora Sinistra was daintily eating her food and chatting with her fellow professors. He had always had a bit of an innocent crush on the young beauty. Being in her late twenties, she was the youngest of the professors, followed by Professor Vector who was a few years older than her.
He stared at the dark-skinned beauty. Her complexion was quite lovely, in his opinion. The color of light coffee, it was blemish-free and looked smooth to the touch. Harry desperately wanted to touch it. He decided that he would ask her to help him. After dinner was finished, Harry excused himself from the gaggle of girls that were hanging on him and made his way over to the attractive teacher.
"Professor?" Harry called for her, trying not to sound like a nervous teen. She turned to him and raised a well-manicured eyebrow.
"Yes, Mr. Potter?"
"Umm … well," Harry took a deep breath and finished. "I was hoping that you could help me with … um … you know … the stuff," his face turning beet-red. Aurora giggled at the sight.
"Of course, Mr. Potter. I'd be happy to," she said, taking him by the hand and leading him to her private quarters. Harry was blushing up a storm as she pulled him along. The robes that the teachers and girls wore wear really more like dresses. They were very form-fitting and looked to be made of silk. They made her body look incredible if he were being honest. Each girl could customize their robes in any way that they desired, so long as they stayed the same colors. Professor Sinistra's were shorter than any other teacher's, probably because she was the youngest. Most girls' were somewhat short, but then there were girls like Lavender Brown, whose robes were short enough for Harry to see the bottom part of her bum. He certainly wasn't complaining about that. Harry's eyes were glued to Aurora's wide, inviting ass as she pulled him into her room. He loved the gentle sway of her feminine hips. She turned to him and stroked his chest sexily. "Remove your clothes and lay on the edge of the bed," she told him, walking toward her large, walk-in closet. "I'll get ready."
Harry was tearing off his clothes faster than he ever had before. Within moments, he was completely naked and laying with his back on the bed, but his feet were on the floor. His cock was rock-hard and sticking straight up. Only a moment later, the dark goddess came out dressed in a light pink, silk nightie that was barely able to hold back the awesomeness that was her rack. In other words, her tits were huge! They were spilling out and creating the best cleavage that he'd ever seen. She was holding several clear, glass containers that had screw-on tops. She unscrewed each one and placed them on the bed next to him. Then she looked at him with such a sexy look that he nearly busted right there on the spot. "Just lay back and enjoy Mr. Potter," she said, pulling down her nightie and showing off her glorious tits. They were round and succulent and capped with chocolate-colored nipples that were already hard. She kneeled between his legs and took his cock in hand. Slowly her palm and fingers explored his size and shape.
"Not bad, Mr. Potter. I can't wait to see you once you've finished growing," she said, then she spat on his cock and rubbed the saliva into his skin. Harry's eyes fluttered as he moaned. The speed of her hand was driving him crazy. She knew how to use just the right amount of pressure. He shuddered when she cupped his balls with her other hand. Harry was mewling in pleasure as he desperately tried to keep his eyes on her jiggling tits. Seeing this, Aurora giggled and slapped his cock against her hard, crinkled nipples. "Like my tits, do you?" she sexily asked, rubbing the head of his cock around her areolas while stroking him furiously.
"Yes!" he cried out, his back arching in pleasure. He watched as she placed his cock between her breasts and started bouncing them up and down. Harry's hands gripped the sheets of her bed, nearly ripping a hole in them. Then she lowered her head and wiggled her tongue on the tip of his dick. He began shuddering violently, trying to hold on. However, he couldn't hold on, and Aurora, seeing this grabbed a jar and held it up to his cock. Her other hand aimed his cock and stroked it wildly.
"Let it go for me, Harry," she whispered to him. "You can come and fuck me any time that you want. You'd like being in me, wouldn't you, Mr. Potter. You'd like to feel my wet pussy gripping your big cock," her sexy voice filled his ears.
Harry's balls churned, and he began pumping out cum in volumes never before achieved. Aurora's eyes widened when globs of cum splashed against the glass walls of the jar. She continued to pump until the jar was nearly full. She quickly placed it aside and grabbed another, taking a spurt to her tits before she could switch. Her experienced hand stroked him from base to the head, wringing out every last drop of cum. Harry was nearly thrashing around as she milked him of everything that he had. Finally, once she had milked him dry, she screwed the caps on the three completely full jars. Quickly she ran to the infirmary and handed off the jars, not caring about her state of dress. The semen had to be treated quickly so that it wouldn't spoil. Going back to her room, she found Harry in her bed asleep. She giggled at him and let her nightie drop to her ankles. Stepping out of it, she slipped into bed with him and kissed him goodnight.