(Madam Rosmerta from Harry Potter).
Madam Rosemary Rosmerta of the Three Broomsticks looked outside at the snow falling down in Hogsmeade. Most of the people who visited her inn would have been gone, and the Dementors would be coming down the street pretty soon.
The vast majority of the Hogwarts students who had been there for Hogsmeade weekend wasted little time getting back into the school to avoid the crowds of Dementors and the goers of the village made their way inside, locking their doors and windows.
Rosmerta surveyed the shop. They would be patrolling the main streets, and it was just much safer to stay away from the windows and doors.
She had been at this place for as long as she could remember. Her mother owned the inn for years, and the moment Rosmerta finished Hogwarts, she worked underneath her mother, starting at the age of seventeen back in early seventies. She finished Hogwarts as part of the class of 1970, and went to work shortly thereafter. By the end of the decade, her mother retired due to her failing health, and Rosmerta took control of the pug. She had been there ever since, and had blossomed in more ways than one.
Not many people knew her first name, and she had the fair share of strange looks at being called Rosemary Rosmerta, but her mother thought it would be adorable to name it like it. Then again, her mother, rest her soul, had a rather twisted sense of what was adorable.
The curvy barmaid poured into a tight dress which had been held up by magic, and she wasn't being figurative either. Her ample figure required her clothes to be custom made. Her silky tresses came down to her face. The dress came down her knees to show a pair of firm, curved legs as well. She stepped forward in a pair of open toed shoes, showing her elegant toes painted in a shade of red. She walked with a lot of grace.
'Hogsmeade weekends, they're nice…although the cleanup is a bit much,' Rosmerta thought.
She turned around into the corner and bumped into something. Rosmerta took a step back and could hear something fall back with a clatter.
It was rather strange given she was the only one inside the pub at the time. Rosmerta looked over her shoulder, and then looked to the ground. She saw a hand, visible, and frowned.
Rosmerta reached down and grabbed the hand to stop it, and slid down the cloak. She came face to face with one of the last people she ever thought to see lurking around in her pub in an Invisibility Cloak. She looked down and spied Harry Potter.
"Are you okay?" Rosmerta asked.
Harry looked up, he had almost been out of here, and he thought he wasn't going to bump into anyone. He did bump into someone, the attractive barmaid of the Three Broomsticks. Who leaned down towards him and had her cleavage pointed directly at his face.
"Um, I'm..fine," Harry said.
He tried not to look down the front of her dress, despite the pull towards her cleavage being very magnetic.
"Mr. Potter, I would think you would be more careful given the circumstances," Rosmerta said when pulling him up to her feet. "Sirius Black is….."
"Yes, I know he's after me but….."
"You snuck out to Hogsmeade underneath your father's old cloak," Rosmerta said. She placed a hand on her hip and looked down at him. "Yes, I know about it, your father and his friends used to sneak out to this place all of the time. I first met them when I was in my third year running the Three Broomsticks, and…"
She sighed for a moment and helped Harry to his feet. He looked just like James, but he had Lily's eyes, and that proved to be a dangerous combination.
'He's also thirteen,' Rosmerta reminded herself. 'No matter how mature he might seem for his age.'
"I didn't mean any trouble," Harry said. "I just wanted to see Hogsmeade."
"I understand," Rosmerta said. "But, we have a serious problem….you can't get back up to the school now, because…they're here."
Harry groaned when seeing the Dementors from the window. They did not target him directly.
"I need to take the passage out of Honeydukes to get back," Harry said.
"You mean you didn't take the passage from behind my inn to get here?" Rosmerta asked. "Wait, there's a passage inside Honeydukes as well?"
"I guess so," Harry said. "Wait, there's one back there….that's not on the…..I don't know about that one."
Rosmerta motioned for Harry to join her in the back room.
"They're on the other side of the village after midnight," Rosmerta said. "It won't exactly be pleasant though, but you're going to have to hurry."
"You mean you're not going to turn me in?" Harry asked.
"No," Rosmerta said. "I didn't turn in your father all of the times he snuck around the village with his friends, so I'm not about to stop with you. And if I had a galleon for every time I caught those Weasley twins sneaking around out of bounds in the village, I'd make Lucius Malfoy look like a pauper."
Plus, they were her best customers, so obviously Rosmerta wasn't about to turn down their business. She move Harry and offered him a seat. Harry sat down.
"My eyes are up here, you know," Rosmerta teased.
"Right," Harry said. "Sorry, it's just that…..it's….."
"No need to apologize, I'm used to it," Rosmerta said. "And I have to say I might…play it up a little bit than I should. But, you know what they say, sex sells. The good thing is I know a few stinging hexes, in case people get a little bit fresh."
Harry could only begin to guess where the stinging charms had been directed.
"Most of the men, and a few of the women always look at these," Rosmerta said. She cupped her chest in emphasis. "They look nice, don't they, Mr. Potter?"
"Yes, um…they're, very nice."
Harry could feel an uncomfortable restriction in his pants. Rosmerta's eyes looked down towards the bulge in his pants and smiled.
"I'm sure you're used to it though," Rosmerta said.
"Used to what?" Harry asked.
"Well, I'm pretty sure an older girl must have dragged you into a broom closet, and made your day by now," Rosmerta said.
"No, I…well I never…they've never…" Harry said.
Rosmerta frowned and she placed her hand rather close towards Harry's crotch. She bent down, her breasts inches away from his face.
"Are you trying to tell me you've never had sex with a woman?" Rosmerta asked.
Rosmerta frowned at how this could be possible. When she attended Hogwarts, broom closets were opened at your own risk and what happened in the Astronomy Tower stayed in the Astronomy Tower. Thanks to magic, they can have sex all day every day, without restriction, and the teachers couldn't really stop it.
'Did they slip something in the pumpkin juice?" she thought.
"You mean to tell me you've never had a girl pull down your pants," Rosmerta said. She pulled down Harry's pants to emphasize. "And pull your big cock out before she started to…stroke it!"
Rosmerta's focus almost broke because she pulled out a cock which was surprisingly large for someone Harry's age. Then again, he had enough power to defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, so he would have been well endowed. She wrapped her fingers around him and started to pump Harry up and down.
Harry didn't know why she was doing this, but he wasn't about ready to complain about it. Rosmerta's warm hand wrapped around his cock and felt his cock extend larger. This felt so much better than when he did it, to fantasizing about the Patil Twins or Susan Bones or Lavender or even Professor Sinistra.
Rosmerta caressed this throbbing cock in her hands. It had been a very long time for her. The power coming from Harry intoxicated and made her feel really good, make her forget how long this was.
"You have such a nice, hard, cock, Harry," Rosmerta said. "I want to put it in my mouth…do you think I can put it in my mouth?"
Harry nodded in response. Rosmerta lowered herself down and her hot lips touched the head of his cock. Her tongue flickered out around his throbbing, swollen head. The warmth spreading around Harry's head made him feel really good.
Rosmera wrapped her right hand around the base and felt it when taking the top head into her mouth. The left hand made its way towards her balls and started to tickle them. She squeezed and stroke them.
Harry hadn't felt anything like this before. Rosmerta was skilled, swirling her tongue around his cock, and making sure to hit all of the points which brought her pleasure.
"Madam Rosmerta, keep…sucking my cock."
She had no intention to stop sucking him off. Her hands caressed him, mouth sucked him, and brought increasing amounts of pleasure.
"I'm going to….I can't hold it….I'm….."
Harry grunted, but Rosmerta didn't stop. She double downed on the oral service, and kept slurping on him, while squeezing his heavy balls. They held a surprisingly abundant load for her.
He groaned and started to fire the load deep inside of her mouth. Rosmerta brought her lips further down and sucked his cum down into her mouth. She swallowed the warm load. He pumped maybe a half of a dozen loads before settling down.
Rosmerta pulled away from him, and touched her thumb across his cock. She gave it a light and loving caress, before reaching up.
"I know what you want," Rosmerta said. "It's what all men want…."
Rosmerta pulled down the front of her dress and freed her large, round breasts. The succulent, mouth watering flesh struck Harry in the face. Harry captured the round orbs in his hand and touched them.
"Play with them," Rosmerta encouraged him. "Suck on them, they're all yours, baby."
Harry's face disappeared into the generous mountains of flesh. Rosmera stroked his cock while he sucked his tits. His mouth was all over her, and she spent a bit of time guiding his head. By trial and error, Harry picked apart all of the spots which made her feel so good.
The young wizard could not believe it, he had his face buried in the chest of an older woman, and it felt so good. It was so abundant.
"Good, mmmm, very good, "Rosmerta said. "You're so good, but I think I know how we can have even more fun."
Rosmerta slipped off her dress the rest of the way. She wigged out of it, her wide juicy ass pushing out of it. She wore nothing other than her stockings and shoes when on the ground.
"Harry, I've heard gossip last year you're a Parseltongue," Rosmerta said. She squeezed his cock and smiled.
"I'm…"
"Don't worry, I want to try something, and I think you're really enjoy this as well," Rsomerta said. She gave his cock a few more squeezes. "Do you think you can get between my legs, close your eyes, and pretend you're talking to snake when you lick me?"
"You want me to lick….."
Rosmerta pulled Harry away and leaned back on the edge of the bar, her legs spread. Harry caught a hint of her womanly scent and saw how she dripped wet with moisture. Her pussy lips were slender and looked pretty tight, tighter than anything Harry imagined.
"I want you to use that nasty little evil tongue, and make me cum," Rosmerta said. "Please, Harry, I'm so horny."
Rosmerta stroked her lips, until Harry grabbed her hands and pried them away. He leaned in and swirled his tongue around the outside of her lips. He caught some of the nectar on her lips and brushed it up.
"That's it!" Rosmerta breathed.
Primal instincts hit Harry when he continued to swirl his tongue. He brushed against the outer lips. Slowly, Harry slipped in all the way past the folds.
Harry's tongue twirled inside of her. He closed his eyes and imagined talking to a snake. The tongue shifted around and vibrated when Harry began to recite the Hogwarts school song to the eating of this sweet, mature pussy.
Rosmerta's hips bucked up to hit Harry in the bridge of the nose. His tongue started to dance against her cavern and licked her.
"Morgana!" Rosmerta breathed.
Her hips struck Harry in the face. The skilled young wizard munched on her pussy. Every time Rosmerta thought she had hit the ultimate height of pleasure, a new even more pleasurable wave hit her.
Harry went down deep between her dripping hot thighs. He had a pretty good idea what he was doing now, the more he went to town on her. A primal force drove him forward, with the licking and suckling deep between her legs. She placed her hands on the back of his head.
A rush of hot liquids splashed Harry in the face. He drove deeper down in between her thighs and lapped up even more juices.
Rosmerta never expected this to go this far. Some pull of magic lost all control of her inhibitions. His magic had been raw and untrained, pulling her in. She shuddered to think what he might have been able to do with these magic energies if he had gotten older and had ended up more refined. The very thought of her resulted in a shudder of pleasure spreading over her thighs.
"I'm ready," Harry said when he pulled out of her.
"To fuck me," Rosmerta managed. "I'm not sure if…"
Harry looked towards her with a gaze from those burning eyes. Any hint of backing out had left her. Harry's power, whether knowingly or not, spread over Rosmerta. She turned over and pressed her hands and knees up against the bar. Her thighs spread far and wide.
"If you want me, come and get me," Rosmerta said. "Please, Harry, fuck me, I'm so wet."
Harry ran his hands over her curvy flesh and moved down. He smiled at the breath she hitched in when taking a nice firm grasp around her ample butt cheek. Harry rose his hand off and slapped it against her.
"Harry!" Rosmerta yelled.
She was pretty sure many men imagined bending her over the bar, flipping her dress up, and spanking her firm ass until raw. The fact Harry did it, and more importantly she allowed him to do so made her wonder what the hell was going on.
"You're not exactly protesting," Harry said.
Harry's throbbing hard rod pushed against Rosmerta's lips.
"Do you enjoy being my first?"
Rosmerta nodded. To be the first of such a powerful wizard was something she couldn't even describe. The raw untamed power swelling from his being intermingled with her magic and their loins sucked together. Harry almost slipped deep inside of her.
"Good, I'm glad," Harry said. "So, hot…so tight…"
Harry eased inside of her. Rosmerta held her hands against the bar.
"Honey, I want you to take me," Rosmerta said. "Hold nothing back, please….and I won't breath a word of this to anyone."
"Oh, you'd have some explaining to do if you did," Harry said. He had gained confidence a little bit, the more he indulged himself in this older woman. "Wouldn't you, Rosmerta?"
Harry ran his fingers down her spine. Despite his teasing words, he obliged her. One long thrust brought the point of his cock deeper between her legs. Those thick throbbing balls smacked against her thighs. Harry held onto her and smacked inside of her again.
"Yes, I…do…have some explaining to do," Rosmerta gasped. Harry clutched her hips and continued to rock, increasing the tempo inside of her. "But, don't care, because it feels so good…"
"It does feel so good, to be so bad," Harry said. "So, how many Hogwarts students have you taken into your backroom?"
"I've teased….many, but…never did anything," Rosmerta said. "Well, any male students…anyway….."
Harry's interest had been increased. So she didn't get with any wizards during her time at Hogsmeade, that was very interested.
"So, you're just a tease, aren't you?" Harry asked. "Or have you been waiting for a special moment?"
Rosmerta's breast had been squeezed underneath the palm of Harry's hand. He manipulated the supple flesh and made her moan. The pleasure she felt rewarded Harry with a steady heat pumping through his loins. Harry balanced on her and rocked inside her.
"I've…..ooooh…"
She came, boy did she ever cum. Harry smiled when picking up the pace, riding her orgasm for everything she was worthy. Harry drilled her pussy without any mercy.
"This is what you want, isn't it?" Harry asked. "This is what you need?"
Rosmerta nodded in response. His cock pushed deeper inside of her. It lengthened and pressed into the inside of her womb. Perhaps it had been her own lust added imagination, but Rosmerta could have sworn his cock extended, getting longer the more he pushed inside of her. Her breathing intensified the further Harry pushed deeper inside her.
Harry rode out the next orgasm and just hammered her harder in response. He enjoyed the feel of her pussy wrapped around his cock when injecting her juices around him. Harry wanted to feel the warm feeling, the warm sensation once again. His fingers caressed the underside of her breasts, and started to rub against her nipples.
"I can't pull out," Harry said. "I guess I'm going to finish."
"Oooh, you're going to cum inside me?" Rosmerta asked. "You naughty little boy, first you sneak in out of bounds, when you're not supposed to be in Hogsmeade, and then you seduce me with your big cock, and then you fuck….my brains out."
Rosmerta barely belted out those last few words on the account of Harry plunging his thick rod deeper inside of her. Those hard balls slapped against her thighs, several smacking sounds followed Harry's actions. He rode her to a spectacular conclusion.
"I'm almost there, don't worry, you're going to get everything which is coming for you," Harry said. "You corrupted me, I'm just an innocent third year."
"Right," Rosmerta managed. "You're really innocent."
The sarcasm had been lost by the fact Harry plunged into her and struck a pleasure chord. Rosmerta's wet walls collapsed down onto him. Her body racked up and down in a constant state of orgasm. This did not help by the fact Harry squeezed her delightful breasts against the bar.
Harry's balls tightened. He couldn't hold back much longer, not that he wanted to. He slammed into the wet and hot hole. The cum churned up and the load finally had been lost.
Their orgasms met mutually in the middle. Harry held onto Rosmerta's soft tits, to keep prodding her insides with his huge, thick penis. The heavy dosage of cum fire inside of her.
Rosmerta's entire body swelled up to accommodate the huge load of cum. Harry pushed her against the bar, slamming against her. Their hips worked against her from behind. Harry's hands ran all the way underneath her body.
Harry pulled out of her and allowed Rosmerta to slide back onto the bar stool. Cum sloshed out between her legs.
"Looks like they're still out there," Rosmerta managed.
"Not midnight for a couple more hours," Harry said. "Guess you're going to have to entertain me."
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The End.