Chapter 11: Ecstasy Part 2

"Oooooooh! Fuck that was so good!" she sighed breathlessly.

"I could tell!" chuckled Harry, his voice muffled by her cunt. "You came like a fuckin' rocket!"

Sliding her cunt back to his chest again, Hermione moaned with pleasure.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, I sure did, and you lit the fuse, love!"

His mouth and chin glistened wetly with her smeared juices, but instead of wiping it off, he reached up and pulled her mouth down to his. Hermione returning

his hot soul-kiss feverishly, kissing him back with a firey passion that soon had her insatiable pussy dripping with lust once more. She could taste her

own cuntjuice on his lips and it stimulated her so much that her hips were soon squirming wildly, smearing her wet pussy over the smooth hardness of his

belly. They clung to each other, devouring each other's mouths with a ferocity that only ravashing lust can inspire. Hermione felt his cock brush her ass.

She reached behind her body and pumped the long, thick shaft a few times, rubbing it into the hot crevice of her butt. Harry moaned into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmmm! Uhhhhhmmmmmmm!"

His hands flew to her bunched asscheeks, pulling her as tightly as he could against his feverish body. Hermione thrust her tongue down his throat, making

him pant hotly. She licked inside his mouth, moaning and gasping with need as she rubbed her soaking wet pussy against him.

"Uhhhh, Harry! You're so hard!" she gasped, pulling her tongue from his hot mouth. "You wanna fuck me again, don't you?"

"Yeahhhh! I wanna fuck you, now!"

As Hermione stared down into his hot green eyes, she trembled with pleasure at the very thought of his huge, throbbing prong rammed deep up inside her

pussy once more.

She scooted her ass lower, positioning her crotch directly above his pulsing erection, and as he watched his beautiful girlfriend squat down over him,

his eyes shone with eager brightness. Her creamy breasts hung low over his face, and Harry lifted his mouth, sucking first one nipple and then the other

as Hermione bent forward. She grabbed his prick with one hand and opened the lips of her cunt with the other, slowly lowering her pussy until it touched

the bloated tip of his cock. Then, with a soft whimper, Hermione began to rub the head of his cock between the moist, gaping lips of her pussy, dragging

the fat bulbous knob tantalizingly back and forth through the entire length of her firey cuntslit. She rubbed his cock at her swollen clit, mewling softly.

Harry watched impatiently, writhing his ass in eagerness. He wanted to lift his ass, ram his cock up into her tight cunt and fuck her till his balls exploded

in her belly. But she had hold of his cock and wouldn't let him inside her any deeper.

Hermione knew how eager Harry was to fuck her, but he'd only just finished sucking her cunt to a mind-shattering orgasm. After that sort of heavy stimulation

it was going to take a little raunchy foreplay to get her properly into the mood, and teasing him like this was turning her on something fierce. She looked

down into his pleading eyes with a devilishly lewd expression on her beautiful face.

"Come on, Mione! Stop playing around and let me fuck you!"

"You want it bad, don't you!" grinned Hermione. "You want to fuck me real bad, don't you...? Can't wait to fuck my cunt... Yeah, that's it isn't it...?

You can't wait to stick your big, fat cock up my hot, wet pussy and fuck the shit out of it, can you?"

"Yes, Mione," hissed Harry, struggling to get his cock deeper into her. "And if you don't let me into your cunt real quick, I'm gonna fuckin' shoot come

all over it!"

"Ohhh, well we can't have that now, can we?" chuckled Hermione. She lowered her crotch just enough to let another inch of his cock slide between the lips

of her pussy. She rolled her hips, in small circles, with his cock barely inside her cunt.

"Is my pussy hot?"

"Oh, yes! It's hot alright!" gasped Harry, wriggling his hips up at her. "Mmmmmmm, and wet too...! Very hot and very wet!"

"Want your cock in my cunt?"

"Uuuhhh, yes!"

"Maybe I should suck it some more," Hermione teased.

"My cock is hard enough already, Mione! I wanna fuck!" whimpered Harry in total frustration. Hermione knew Harry wasn't kidding either. His cock was huge!

She gave it a squeeze, gasping at the size of it. It was so thick at the base, that her long fingers didn't quite meet around its huge, turgid circumference.

It throbbed in her hand with a life of its own, sticking vertically up from between his muscular thighs like an angry red spike... ready to split her in

half.

Hermione stared down at it hungrily, almost tempted to let the wizard have his way. His wonderful prong would feel so damned good rammed up her horny cunt.

"Maybe I will let you fuck me," Hermione said huskily. "But you're gonna have to tell me how bad you want it!"

Gazing into his contorted face, Hermione slipped her cunt down a bit more, feeling his cock spread the lips of her cunt wide. She gasped with delight as

she felt the hot throb of it.

"Ohhhhh, Mione! I wanna fuck you so much! Let me fuck you, huh? Wow, I'm so hot for you! I need it bad! Uhhhhh I wanna drive my cock up inside your wet,

juicy little cunt and fuck your hot ass off!"

"Oooooooh, you really do, don't you?" Hermione gurgled. "I love it when you want to fuck me so badly. It makes my pussy real hot! And you want to fuck

my hot pussy real bad, don't you, darling?"

"Mione, please!"

"Ohhhh Harry, yes! Come to me, love!"

Hermione suddenly released her grip on his cock and put her hands on his shoulders. Bracing herself, she spread her knees wide apart and then, with a loud

animal groan, hunched downwards with her hips. She let her weight do all the work, wiggling her hips a little as his hard thickness sliced into her cunt.

"Watch, love!" gasped Hermione, staring between her thighs. "Watch my cunt take your cock!"

Harry watched her cuntlips engulf him, swallowing the hard cylindrical thickness of his cock steadily, an inch at a time. Hermione clawed at his shoulders,

whimpering incoherently as her belly filled with his immense cock. But she didn't stop until she felt his wiry pubic hair tickle the tightly-stretched

lips of her twat, and she knew he was in her all the way. Hermione sat like that for several long moments, his prick buried to the balls inside her cunt.

"Ummmmm, that's so nice!" sighed Hermione, feeling his prick throb deep within her belly. "Oh, Harry, love! I still can't believe how fuckin' big you are!

UHHHHHHH! It feels so long and thick and hard."

"Fuck!" groaned Harry, squeezing her tits. "Yeah!"

"Mmmmmmmm! Fuck yeah indeed!" breathed Hermione, contracting her cunt walls about his deeply buried cock. "And believe me, I wouldn't have it any other

way."

Her playful brown eyes stared into his handsome face. His cock felt like a baseball bat stuffed up her snatch, yet it throbbed and jerked with a life of

its own, stretching her deliciously. Hermione slowly began to squirm her cunt around on his crotch. He's cock was deep, very deep.

"How does that feel, love?" she asked, rotating her crotch teasingly. "Doesn't it feel nice to have your big, fat prick stuck up my cunt? Hmmmmmmm...?

Ohhhhhhh, yeah! I bet it feels good... It feels real good to fuck your hot girlfriend, doesn't it?"

"Ahhhhhh, fuck...! Does it ever...! I love fucking your tight, juicy twat, Mione!" groaned Harry, attempting to lift his hips up at her.

"Good! Then move that big prick in my cunt, love, and let's you and me really fuck up a storm, huh?"

"Ohhhhhh, Mione!" groaned Harry, fucking his hips up at her eagerly.

His girlfriend began to bounce up and down on top of him, initially riding his cock with a gently rocking motion. But as the delicious sensations in her

cunt increased, so did the pace of her fucking.

"Watch me, Harry," grunted Hermione, clutching her tits with both hands. "Watch my cunt fuck your lovely hard prick!" With a squeal, she began to bounce

up and down, slapping her pussy onto his horse cock to the base, then lifting up until she almost lost it, only to ram down again, real hard.

"Ummmmm, yeah! That's it!" grunted Harry. "Fuck my cock! Uuuuh, unnhhh, fuck it good and fast, Mione...! Oh Wow, your cunt feels so fuckin' hot!"

Hermione shivered with ecstasy at his words. "Uhhh, Harry, darling! I want you to!" she panted, kissing his neck. "I want to do everything with you, love...!

I want you to fuck me... and suck my cunt... and fuck my ass and my mouth and my tits and... OHHHHHHH, FUCK ME FOREVER, BABY!"

"Ooooh, fuck yes! I will, Mione! I will... Unnnnhhh, come all over my cock, you hot horny cunt!"

Her hard nipples were rubbing lightly over his chest, the skin created a luscious friction against the erect little buds. Her eyes closed again, and her

wonderful brain reeled with the wonderful sensations Harry was producing within her. Up and down she rode his engorged cock-shaft, her clit so well stimulated

that she knew she would cum in moments. Her pussy began to drool, coating his huge fuck-pole with plenty of cunt-cream, making it slide smoothly into her

tight cunt with the power and precision of a oiled piston.

"More, more!" she squealed. "Oooooooooh, Harry, I'm almost there, love! I really need you to fuck me harder. Ohhh I'm so fuckin' wet! Your balls must be

dripping!"

"They are, Mione," he grinned. "And after I've shot another load up your juicy fuckin' cunt, you're gonna get down there and lick it all off!"

"Mmmmmmmmm yes, I will love!" promised Hermione. "You think of the sexiest things!"

Harry stabbed faster and faster into her saturated fuckhole, feeling her quivering pussy squeeze and milk his cock at an ever increasing rate. Finally

the mounting ecstasy became too much, and her climax burst upon her, wrenching a loud, high-pitched cry from her parched throat.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! FUCK! FUCK, I'M CUMMMMMMMINGGGGGGG! ! UHHHHHHHH..." But even as Hermione wailed in release, her scream was cut short. Harry clutched her

to him and closed his mouth over hers, thrusting his hot tongue deep into her panting mouth. Lost in the rapture that Harry had helped her achieve, Hermione

responded to his kiss, lurching up and down on his big fucker, wanting to cum some more.

In less than a minute she did, shrieking into his mouth. Holding him tightly, Hermione forced herself to plunge even more wildly onto his cock. Harry encouraged

her, using his hands to help her ride his throbbing prick, thrusting the rock-hard shaft of meat vigorously up into her yawning cunt. he was fucking her.

And was he ever fucking her! Harry wasn't afraid to really shaft her. Ummmm, what a stud he was! His prick was so big, so filling and so damned wonderful.

Her cunt-juices squished out around his cock, the sound and smell of it only making their fucking that much more exciting.

Once more she came. She tore her mouth from his, clawing at his shoulders. Her hair whipped about as she flung her head wildly from side to side, her loud

screech ringing in his ears.

"AHHHHHHHGGGGGHHHH! I'M CUMMING TOO!" he yelled, fucking his cock into her savagely. "OOOOOHH, FUCK IT! I'M GONNA SHOOT, ! I'M GONNA FILL YOUR HOT, JUICY

CUNT WITH CUM! UHHHH! OH, FUCK! OH, FUCK! UNNNNNGGHHHHHHHH!" As his hot sperm spat into her cunt, Hermione had yet another orgasm, so potent and rending

that she slumped over him, her body trembling uncontrollably. Harry held her tightly, his prick still twitching in her well-fucked cunt as she sprawled

on top of him, breathing heavily.

They lay like that for some time, enjoying the dying spasms of a really mind-blowing fuck. Then, slowly, Hermione came out of her orgasmic trance and rolled

off his limp body. His cock pulled from her sloppy cunt with an audible plop and lay twitching wetly across his thigh, still half-hard but deflating rapidly.

"Oh no. It's going soft already!" cried Hermione in mock despair. Harry grinned at Hermione and pushed her head down between his legs.

"Give it a little lick, Mione, and see if you can make it come back up again!"

"Wow Harry, you're a randy fucker!" she chuckled, taking his sticky cock in her hand. "You're gonna fuck your girlfriend to death!"

"Mmmmmmmm, yeahhhh...! But what a way to go, huh Mione?" Harry grinned. Hermione bent forward and let her tongue glide lovingly over his velvety cockhead,

coating it evenly with her glistening saliva. His soaked crotch reeked of pussy, but instead of being revolted, Hermione found the heady smell of her own

sex combined with that of Harry, deeply arousing. She sniffed a little like a bitch in heat and then, with a low whimper, opened her lips wide, taking

his limp, meaty prick deep into her hot, wet mouth.

"Yeahhhh, Mione! Ohhh, Wow! Suck my cock, bitch! Suck my fuckin' prick!" his hands were at the back of her head, holding her mouth firmly on his rising

cock. But he needn't have bothered, because right now, taking her mouth off his gorgeous prick was the last thing on her tortured mind.

The very taste of it made her pussy crawl, and as Harry began hunching his swelling meat up into her throat, Hermione groaned with instant arousal.

"Ohhhhhh, Harry! Your cock is really delicious, after it's been up my pussy," she purred. "Mmmmmmmm, I can taste my own cunt on your dick, love!" The piquant

flavour of her own cunt combined with the salty taste of his sperm seemed to work on the hot witch like a potent aphrodisiac, and in no time at all, Hermione

wanted him again! In fact, she couldn't wait to feel his long, hard prick stretching her insatiable cunthole once more... reaming out her tight, wet pussy...

fucking her like she deserved. Her mouth watered around his hardening dick almost as much as her pussy was watering between her squirming thighs.

"Mmmmmmmm, nice and hard for me," Hermione murmured, letting his cock slip momentarily from her mouth. She stared lovingly at his oversized organ for a

moment and then stroked her fingers up and down the length of his velvety hardness, enjoying the feel of his virile prick as it throbbed sensuously in

her hand.

"Oh Wow, Mione!" gasped Harry, reaching for Hermione. "Lie back and spread your legs. I want to fuck you again!" Hermione gave a long, low sigh and fell

backwards onto the bed, her thighs falling wide open in shameless invitation.

"Uhhnnnnhhhhhh," she grunted urgently. "Oh yes, love, yes! I want you to fuck me again too! Ooooooh Harry, you make me so damn hot!" Hermione lifted her

legs in the air until her knees hovered over her shoulders, her curly-haired fuck-slit wide open and dripping in readiness for his huge cock.

With speed borne of raw lust, Harry clambered between her lewdly spread thighs, and shuffled forward until the tip of his prick pressed into the heated

folds of her gooey twat. At the sudden delicious contact, Hermione whimpered loudly and made a grab for his cock, anxious to get the long, stiff pole as

deep as possible inside her ravenous cunt. But before she could reach it, Harry shoved his hips savagely forwards, and with one magnificent thrust, rammed

his throbbing cock to the balls inside her hot, juicy cunthole.

"Bloody hell, Harry!" screamed Hermione, gasping for air. "Unnghhhhhh! You're splitting me apart... Ummmmmmm, but I can take it,! Oh, shit yeah, I can

take every fuckin' inch of your big, fat cock!" Her sopping pussy-hole stretched wide, deliciously accommodating the massive thickness of his prick with

ease. His virile prick seemed to get bigger and longer each time he fucked her. It filled her completely, stretching her tortured cunt to the limit. His

cock was buried deep inside her belly, so deep that Hermione could feel his helmet-shaped cockhead probing the very entrance of her womb.

"Uuuuuhhh, Mione! Fuck, but you're tight!" grunted Harry. "Mmmmm, I love fucking your cunt! It's so hot and wet... and so fuckin' tight!" The feeling of

being totally crammed with his enormous prick was incredibly exciting to Hermione. But as much as she loved the sensation of his hard cock throbbing deeply

within her tightly stretched cunt, she was impatient to get the show on the road. She knew what it felt like to have his gorgeous cock sliding in and out

of her cunt, making her quiver with orgasm after orgasm, and she wasn't about to waste precious time. She moaned and whimpered impatiently under his weight,

gyrating her shapely hips upward, thrusting and grinding, inviting him to pump his prick inside her cunt and give her the fucking she so desperately craved

again.

"Fuck my cunt, Harry," she hissed, locking her legs around his waist. "You know what I want, love! Fuck me, Harry! Come on love, fuck my hot, horny cunt!"

Harry wasted no more time either. As soon as he felt her heels lodge firmly into the small of his back, he raised up on his arms and pulled his cock out

of her cunt, drawing back until only the fat bulbous head remained inside. Then without warning, he lunged forwards savagely, forcing the very breath from

her lungs with the force of the blow.

"Uffffffffffff! Ohhhh! Unnnngggghhhhh!" she grunted as his massive fuck-pole slammed into her cunt once more, spreading the pouting lips of her pussy to

the bursting point around the meaty thickness of his invading cock.

"Oh, Harry! Uhhhhhh! It's so big, love! You've got such a big, fat prick!"

"I know," gasped Harry, withdrawing his cock from her silky cunt for the second time, "... and I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you with it, Mione...! So

move that horny ass for me, you gorgeous hot-cunted bitch!" The first savage lunge to her cock-hungry cunt had felt so good, Hermione simply couldn't wait

for his next powerful thrust. In frustration, she grabbed the firm cheeks of his ass with both hands, and tried to force his cock back into her hungry

cunt, excitedly bucking and grinding her blushing ass-cheeks up off the bed in wild, ravashing abandon.

"Oh, fuck, I need your cock, love! Ahhhhhh, shit! Just go ahead an stab it up my pussy! Pump me real hard, Harry! You know I can take it! Fuck me as hard

as you can!"

"Okay, you asked for it!" growled Harry. "Get ready, 'cause I'm gonna ram this fucker right up to your tonsils, bitch...! Yeah, I'm gonna fuck the piss

out of your hot, juicy cunt,!"

"Fuck my pussy deep, you bastard! Ram that monster all the way in!" With a deep cry of lust, Harry pounded down hard into her buttery cunt, slamming his

cock to the hilt in her upthrust snatch. His whole body shuddered with pleasure as his cockhead slammed into the back of her cunt. He pulled out and instantly

speared his prick-meat back up inside her pussy, this time sinking his cock even further up her quivering twat.

Her tits jiggled and slapped together lewdly and she began to hump her slim ass in a frenzy of ravashing lust, panting and gasping as she ground her throbbing

pussy against the root of his stabbing prick.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she begged, the words an obscene chant. "Ungggghhhhh! Harder you gorgeous stud! Fuck me! Ooooooh yes, fuck me real deep with your big,

hard cock!"

"Unnhhh, fuck, Mione... I am!" grunted Harry, slamming his blood-engorged prick-shaft in and out of her tight, juicy cunthole. The wet, swollen lips of

her pussy clung to his cock, sucking and clasping his huge fucker each time he sank it deep into her quivering twat.

With another load of jizz churning in his balls, Harry fucked his nympho girlfriend faster and faster, making the bed springs squeak with the fury of their

ravashing fucking.

"Haaaaarder!" Hermione bucked her ass up off the mattress, frantically fucking her well-hung boyfriend as fast as she could. "Uummmmmm, your prick is so

big, Harry! Unhh... ahhhh, feels so good up my pussy! Harder, baby, fuck my cunt as hard as you can!"

Spurred on by her shameless request, Harry did as she asked, increasing the tempo of his powerful cock-thrusts, fucking his beautiful girlfriend as hard

and as fast as he could. He bent his elbows, letting more of his weight down on top of her, crushing her big, stiff-nippled tits under his heaving chest.

He wiggled his hips from side to side with each thrust, causing Hermione to buck and writhe sensuously beneath him. She jerked her hips high up off the

bed, throwing her pussy up at his pounding cock like a bitch in heat. Harry loved it...! Lustfully, he gazed down at her gooey wet fuckhole, enjoying the

sight of his massively long, thick cock, slicing deep into the welcoming tightness of her hairy cunt. The more Hermione squirmed and bucked under him,

the harder Harry fucked her, returning her wild, ravashing abandon with equal vigour. As her moans of pleasure became louder, he thrust more strongly,

moving his cock back and forth inside her cunt with the power and rhythm of a piledriver. He gave her everything he had, panting into her shoulder as he

fucked his gigantic prick relentlessly in and out of her wet pussy-slit. Hermione grimaced with pleasure as Harry started to give her the fucking she so

desperately craved. Her glove-tight pussy contracted wetly around his rock-hard cock as she humped up eagerly to meet her jarring downward strokes.

Locked into a savage, rhythmic coupling, boyfriend and girlfriend were soon fucking each other like rutting animals, oblivious to everything except the

intense, carnal pleasure of their new union.

"Ohhh yessss...! Fuck me like that, love!" pleaded Hermione, spreading her knees wide apart. "Oh shit, Harry! Uhhhh, fuck my cunt and make me cum!" The

horny witch's pussy was becoming hotter and wetter with every jab of his prick. Her head rolled from side to side uncontrollably, her fingernails raked

his back and her soft wet lips roamed his handsome face. The pleasure was so intense, she sank her teeth into his shoulder to muffle the noise, and squealed

in ecstasy as he fucked her brutally towards another cunt-wrenching climax.

Harry hardly noticed the sharp pain in his shoulder, all he could feel right now was the incredibly tight grip of her cunt on his raging prick, and the

incredible sensations building in his groin.

"Oh, babe," he panted, his breath hot on the side of her face. "Mmmmm, oh yeah, move that cunt...! Shit, you're a hot piece of ass, Mione!" Hermione grinned

up at Harry lewdly, squirming and panting as she slapped her twat up against his hard groin.

"Uhhhh, forget the compliments, love!" grunted Hermione. "Just concentrate on fucking me. Mmmmmm, yeahhhh! Shove that big cock in as deep as you can and

fuck hard, Harry, I nearly ready to come!" Her tongue sought out his once more and she kissed him wildly.

He began to slam his cock into her hard and fast, wanting to come at the same instant she did. She sensed his need and lifted her legs high, draping them

over his shoulders. At this angle, his cock pierced her cunt even deeper, causing the horny teen witch to jerk her hips up and down at him feverishly,

whimpering in sheer carnal delight as his thick, skewering prong slammed in and out of her gaping twat. Although his cock was ramming her upthrust cunt-mound

like a piledriver, she was desperate for deeper penetration. She became carried away by an overpowering, ravashing fuck-lust which could only be satisfied

by his wonderfully long, hard cock. She wanted him to hold her down and ravage her, to fuck her so hard she'd remember it for the rest of her life!

"Harry! Help me, love. Grab my legs and hold them apart!" gasped Hermione, removing her legs from his shoulders. She held onto her knees and opened her

thighs. Harry grasped her ankles and pulled her legs apart, pushing back until her knees rested on the bed beside her shoulders. Her cunt was wide open,

her groin stretched to the limit, but it felt wonderful. His cock felt ten times bigger, and she thought she was going to burst as he rammed the huge fucker

balls-deep into her deep, gaping snatch, again and again.

"Oh, Harry!" she squealed. "Oh fuck, Harry...! Shit, that's good! Ummmm, yeah, ram it into me love! Fuck me just like that!"

Harry hunched his hips with all his might, driving her ass deep into the bed with every powerful thrust. Her juice-filled cunt was steaming, and with her

legs wide open, the heady odour of hot pussy permeated the air.

Her slushy twat slurped obscenely each time he plunged his cock into it, filling the room with the juicy wet sounds of heavy fucking. Harry was fucking

Hermione almost brutally now, and with every savage thrust, his prick seemed to pierce her wide-open cunt-slit even deeper. His big balls smacked repeatedly

against the puckered little rosebud of her stretched anus, making an obscene slapping sound which reverberated loudly in the small room.

Hermione was finally getting the fucking she had always wanted. She had often fantasized about sex with men, brutal men who would fuck her hard and long,

ramming her horny, wet cunt with their big hairy pricks till she passed out with pleasure. Now, to her utter delight, Hermione was getting just that from

the one person that just wasn't like that... well, maybe just in bed! Her own handsome bestfriend and the one that agreed earlier to be her boyfriend,

Harry Potter, the one and only boy who lived!

She squeezed his bunched ass-cheeks and pulled his cock into her boiling cunt, squealing and whimpering with ravashing passion as her strong lover fucked

her relentlessly. His thick, ridged cockshaft rasped magnificently along the tender walls of her pussy, exciting her immensely, pushing and stretching

the juicy, pink cuntflesh until Hermione thought she would faint from the incredible waves of shuddering ecstasy that raced unchecked through her quivering

loins.

"UHHHHH! YEAHHHH, BABY! SHOVE IT IN HARD! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" screamed Hermione, writhing beneath Harry in mindless, wanton lust.

Hermione was in seventh heaven as his talented cock pushed her closer and closer to the brink of a mind-blowing orgasm. Her throbbingly erect clit received

stimulation by his every move. Each time he drove in or pulled out, the sensitive little bud dragged deliciously back and forth along the rough shaft of

his cock, sending tingles of erotic pleasure racing up and down her spine. But what thrilled Hermione most was the way his hard pubic bone mashed her clit,

exquisitely grinding the throbbing source of her pleasure each time his long prick drilled into her heaving belly.

His eyes were slitted with hot, animal lust as he stared down at her. Her big tits wobbled and quivered and her wide-stretched pussy gripped his cock like

a tight, wet fist, squeezing the life out of him. He pumped her harder, enjoying the guttural sounds of passion that escaped her full red lips.

"You like that, don't you Mione?" he grunted, punctuating his question with bone-jarring cock-thrusts into her cunt. "Yeah, you like it hard and dirty,

don't you bitch!"

"Ohhhhhhhh, yesssssss!" sobbed Hermione opening her eyes and staring up at her leering boyfriend. "I need your big, hard cock so bad, you big horny bastard!"

Her beautiful face seemed contorted in agony, but Harry knew that even if his vigorous thrusts were causing her some pain, Hermione didn't care, she loved

it.

"Look at my cock fucking your pussy, Mione!" growled Harry, lifting her head up with one hand. Hermione stared between her legs with glazed eyes as she

watched his huge glistening erection pistoning up and down in her cunt, the thick, blue-veined shaft slicing through the hairy lips of her pussy like a

hot knife through butter. Harry saw the look on her face and smiled lewdly.

"Yeah, that's it, watch me fuck you, Mione!" he gasped. "Watch my cock fucking your hot cunt, you sexy bitch! It'll make you cream!" As Hermione stared

at their meshed genitals, she knew Harry was right. It really did turn her on in an outrageous way to see herself being fucked by his incredibly large

prick.

Hermione threw her pussy up at him, moaning and whimpering unintelligibly as she watched his cock slam into her drooling twat. Her copious pussy-juices

were whipped to a foam by the force and speed of his energetic fucking, and the frothy cream spilled from her ravaged cunt in torrents, coating his balls

and matting her cuntlips in a lather of ravashing lust. Hermione writhed in wanton ecstasy beneath Harry, her eyes fixed on his glistening cock. She thrust

her hips up urgently to meet his every lunge, watching intently as his gigantic cock slid solidly in and out of her wetly gaping slit as fast as he could.

"Harder, harder, harder!" Hermione cried. Grimacing, she tossed her head wildly from side to side. "Fuck me, Harry! Fuck that big prick all the way in!

Unhh... unhhh... unhhh... oh, fuck! Oh shit, keep banging me! Make me cum! Oh, fuck the piss out of my hot fuckin' cunt!"

Relentlessly, Harry pounded her spread snatch as hard and as deep as he could. By now, he was almost oblivious to her pleasure, thinking only of the painful

stiffness in his blood-engorged cock. His giant fuck-tool was almost a blur as he slammed it in and out of her gushing, pouty-lipped cunt. He didn't even

notice the squeals of pleasure that erupted from her pretty mouth each time he stroked his cock to the hilt in her pussy, or the hiss of delight she made

when he pulled it out again, dragging the shaft along her protruding clit. Hermione clawed his shoulders and back in a frenzy of desire, fucking her hung

boyfriend as hard as she could.

"Yeah, you big bastard," she babbled. "Fuck me! Fuck my hot cunt! Ungghhhh! Oh I'm cumming! Oh, fuck, I love it! Wow, Harry! Oh, fuck! Oh, shit! I'm cumming,

ahhhhhhhhhhhh, cuuuummmmiingggg!"

Harry was still striving for his own climax even as her cunt erupted in violent orgasm. And he continued drilling his stone-hard fuck-pole deep up inside

her pussy even as he felt it spasm tightly around him, spewing cunt-juice all over his hammering cock. Hermione screamed. "OHHHHHHH, FUCK! OOOOOOHHH, !

WHAHHHHHHH! UNNNNGHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHGGGH!" Harry hoped that no onewould hear, because in his bedroom, her cries were deafening. She wailed like a banshee,

jerking and thrashing about in mindless abandon as she came. Harry held firmly onto her legs and fucked her wildly, guiding her through the exquisite peaks

of one shuddering orgasm after another.

"Yeahhhh! Cum for me, Mione!" he growled, fucking into her juice-slick cunt with jackhammer force. "Cum hard, you horny fuckin' cunt! Uhhhh, shit, cum

on my cock! Cum on my big, fat fucking cock!"

His face was red with lust, his green eyes glowing with an unatural light. His nostrils flared, and he groaned obscenely, grunting as he pistoned his big

throbbing prick faster and faster into her squishy cunt. Her cunt convulsed wildly around his hammering prick, gripping and squeezing his wrist-thick shaft

like a milking machine. To him, it felt like her spasming cunt was trying to suck the cum right out of his balls. Just feeling that fantastic pressure

around his cock and watching his sexy horny girlfriend writhing under him in the throes of a cunt-wrenching climax was all it took to set Harry off. He

cried out and shuddered above her, slamming his jerking cock deep up inside her pussy, as jet after jet of hot, sticky jism erupted from the end of his

prick.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH! FUCK, ! YOU GORGEOUS CUNT! I'M CUMMING! I'M FUCKIN' CUMMMMINNNGGGGGG! UHHHHHHH! UHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHGGGGGGHHHH!"

Hermione squealed and came again as she felt her ravaged cunt being flooded with his scalding-hot load. It felt as if she had a fire extinguisher spraying

a blast of foam into the inferno of her fuck-hole, where the oily fire raged out of control. She rode his cock in a rapture, her clit and cunt climaxing

constantly. Her head flew from side to side and her big tits bounced like mounds of jelly as Harry emptied his lust-swollen balls deep into her cunt. Her

ass slid back and forth on the bed as her fuckhole filled with jizz.

He moaned as the last of his spunk splashed into her cunt and his nuts stopped surging. He was drained. He slumped forwards over her panting body and rested

his head on her shoulder, his chest heaving right on her smashed tits, his eyes glazed. His greedy girlfriend continued to move her cunt up and down on

his half-hard, but still monster cock for a few minutes, whimpering and trembling as she fucked herself through the final sweet spasms of her blissful

orgasm, slowing the pace as her climax ebbed, then ended. She screwed forwards deliberately, holding her groin pushed upward so that she was massaging

her clit against his slimy shaft, working out the last tingling thrill. The waves of her orgasm gently diminished.

It was the wildest, most satisfying sex Hermione had ever had in the past twentyfour hours.

His cock was still stuck up her pussy as shee lifted her head up and kissed him lovingly on the lips. They embraced tenderly, panting in the aftermath

of the most wild and ravashing fuck in the history of fucking.

"Bloody hell!" said Harry finally. "You're the best fuck ever, Mione!"

"Oooooh, Harry! So are you!" replied Hermione, stroking his flushed cheeks. "I've never come so much before in my whole damn life."

"Me too, Mione!" his cock was at long last beginning to diminish in her cunthole. his hard meat was softening, turning rubbery inside her pussy. Then it

began to shrink and slowly slipped out. Hermione hunched upwards in an idiotic attempt to keep his limp cock inside her cunt for a few moments longer,

but inevitably the slimy stalk slid out until only his cock-knob was lodged inside her very well-fucked pussy-slit.

It stayed there momentarily, only to pop out seconds later with a juicy slurp, followed immediately by a lavish flood of their combined cum-cream. Harry

rolled onto his side and let his prick fall limply along his hard, trembling thigh. Hermione stared at it, a contented smile on her pretty face. Even limp,

his big prick was still a formidable size. 'Wow, what a cock,' she thought, reaching out and curling her fingers around the soft, sticky organ. 'Ummmm

mmmmm, and it's mine... all mine.' Hermione left her moist thighs wide open, enjoying the wickedly delicious thrill of letting Harry ogle her gooey snatch.

She parted her legs further, excited by the look of lust on his handsome young face.

"Look what you did to my cunt, you big bad boy who lived," she giggled. "Have you ever seen such a well-fucked pussy before, Harry?"

Harry shook his head. He had to admit that he hadn't. Her lush, curly pubic hair was matted and covered with cunt oil and sperm, and the swollen lips of

her pussy hung lewdly open, allowing him to see right up inside her cunthole, right into the dark hole where his hard cock had been only moments before.

The incredibly wanton sight didn't disgust him at all, in fact, quite the opposite. At that moment, Harry thought her cunt looked absolutely wonderful.

"Wow, Mione!" he sighed. "Your cunt is so pretty... so pink and wet and juicy!"

Hermione looked down at her pussy-slit. It still yawned wide open, and as they both watched, she contracted the muscles of her cunt and squeezed out a

great glob of their mingled slime. It oozed obscenely out from between her gaping cuntlips and dribbled down over her crinkled asshole, staining the sheets.

Hermione looked up with a grin on her face and saw Harry gasping and drooling at the sight. Looking at her gaping, oozing cunt was turning him on again.

"Wow, Mione!" murmured Harry, staring wide-eyed. "Looking at your juicy cunt is making me hot again!"

"Mmmmm! I can tell, love," replied Hermione. She pulled open the puffy lips of her pussy with both hands, giving Harry a better view of the cunt he had

just fucked so magnificently.

"Uuuhhhh, doesn't it look good enough to eat, Harry!" Hermione purred, dipping her fingers into her snatch and smearing the oily juices all over her swollen

cuntlips. Harry crouched between her legs for a better view.

"Oh, fuck yeahhhhh!" he moaned, sniffing the gamey smell of sex that wafted up from her gooey twat. "It looks downright tasty, Mione!" Harry held her thighs

wide apart and stared at her matted pussy. Even coated with cunt-cream and his own jizz, it was still a mouth-watering prospect.

"Then why don't you lick it?" she suggested. "Get your hot mouth down there and suck my cunt, love. Lick my poor pussy clean." Harry let out a growl of

undisguised lust and thrust his face into her juice-filled cunt, tossing his head from side to side as his tongue slid up her well-lubricated fuck-hole.

"Ohhhh, yeahhhh! Eat me, Harry!" squealed Hermione. "Shove that gorgeous tongue right up my fuckhole and eat my ravashed cunt! Ahhhhhhh, yeah! Suck out

your own spunk, you horny fucker! Suck it all out!" The prospect of swallowing his own cum didn't even enter his mind. He was too busy savouring the taste

of her creamy cunt. But to Hermione, having Harry eat out her pussy right after he had shot a load of hot ravashing sperm into it, was the most mind-blowing

turnon...

The sun was beggining to set and they were still fucking and sucking each other until exhaustion overtook them, and after a particularly long, slow sensuous

fuck, boyfriend and girlfriend finally collapsed in a tangled heap of arms and legs on the bed...

About the same time Harry and Hermione finally collapsed from exhaustion in a heap of satisfied body parts that no one knew where one started and the other

ended, at the end of their marathon day of fucking, sometime during the night, at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, the Order of the Phoenix was holding a meeting.

After Dumbledore welcomed them all and Minerva read the minutes of their last meeting (which had included a lovely spread provided by Mrs. Weasley), the

floor was turned over to Snape. His report was very easily and simply boiled down to a simple, albeit run-on, sentence:

"Voldemort is gathering his forces and laying low, he doesn't trust me enough yet to give me anything important, and I'm just wasting your time because

I'm the one with the really tragic backstory and the rest of you are useless."

"Thank you Severus," Dumbledore replied with a smile, while the rest of the Order tried (valiantly) to not roll their eyes. "Now then, Sirius?"

"The House is seriously in good shape and secure." Sirius quickly nodded his head. "The recent invasion by the wracktspurts has been driven off, and the

doxy rebellion has once more been crushed. All that's left is the gnome incursion in the basement."

That got more than a few snickers in the background, even as Snape sneered. Sirius smirked back. Usually, his weekly reminder to Dumbledore about whose

clubhouse this actually was had an undercurrent of bitterness to it. Not this time. Oh no, Sirius was looking forward to quite a show tonight.

"Now then... I have asked those members with free time to keep an eye on Harry Potter this last month... Anything to report?" Dumbledore asked, ignoring

Snape's sneer at the mention of the Boy-Who-Lived with habitual grace.

Sirius carefully arranged his hands in front of his face, and noticed Tonks' smug look in the background. There was a slight tension in the air that Moody

promptly broke.

"The boy's been busy." Moody offered with a smirk as his eye whirled around the room. "He's spent a lot of his time fixing the plumbing all around that

muggle neighborhood. I've never seen so many dripping bits in my whole life. And they just keep coming back to him for more, no matter how much servicing

he gives em."

Sirius coughed rather loudly.

"My word Sirius, are you all right?" Dumbledore asked.

"Oh, I'm fine... Please, continue," Sirius said, his face quite solemn but his eyes betraying his mirth to everyone but Dumbledore.

"Of course," Dumbledore said with a nod, and looked out to the crowd again.

"It's not just the plumbing. Why, I don't think there's a single cherry on that street that the boy hasn't plucked." Kingsley spoke up, his face completely

straight. "And they keep having him come back, to make sure everything is kept properly fertilized."

Tonks couldn't hold back her smug expression. She was glad she'd chosen a seat near the back for that very purpose.

"I wasn't aware there were cherry trees on Privet Drive," Dumbledore hummed thoughtfully. "Live and learn, I suppose "

"I must admit, he's also very very handy around the homes. I don't think I've ever seen things lubricated that much." Hestia spoke up, managing to keep

her face completely straight. "They seem to glisten all on their own, whenever he shows up!"

"Any accidental magic reports?" Dumbledore asked, concerned. "He hasn't been using any, has he?"

"It's all completely natural from what I've seen." Moody almost leered as he glanced over at Tonks, smirking broadly. "No magical enhancement in the least."

It was only thanks to her Metamorphmagus skills Tonks was able to avoid blushing. She smirked back. "He's quite good with his hands..."

Snape snorted. "It figures that menial labor is his forte..."

With practiced ease, the majority of the Order resisted rolling their eyes at Snape's statement.

"He's been having to do a lot of laundry too." Kingsley added. "Lots and lots of dirty sheets."

"The Dursleys aren't working him too hard, are they?" Molly Weasley asked, concerned.

"No, I'd say they're the only ones he's not really doing any work for... Thank Merlin for that." Hestia spoke up as she couldn't help but shudder at the

thought.

"He does enjoy being out of the house, Albus," Minerva pointed out, her lips twitching slightly. "The neighborhood is treating him better than those people

ever did..."

"Arabella, what do you have to report?" Dumbledore asked, turning to the spinster Squib in the corner.

"... I have honestly never heard of a boy with such stamina, Albus." The woman responded as she lightly tapped the side of her cheek. "He's doing all that

work, and yet, he just keeps coming back for more with a smile on his face. I can't never heard of anyone going like he does. And it's only seemed to do

him a world of good."

"Remus?" Dumbledore asked, knowing of the concern Lupin had been giving to the son of his best friend.

"I think it's the gardening." Remus mused aloud as he would lightly stroke his chin. "He seems to truly love planting his seed...s in every home on the

block. And he's certainly gotten everyone's attention with his skill in doing it."

Tonks couldn't help her laughter at this.

"Mm? Nymphadora, what's so funny?" Dumbledore asked.

Sirius was barely able to keep his own face straight at this point, though he certainly wasn't alone on that front.

"Ah... Just a funny joke I remembered, nothing important," she said with a grin.

"Really? I could use a good laugh, would you kindly share it?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

Tonks bowed her head, shoulders shaking.

"Um, it's ah..." Tonks paused a moment, before grinning sheepishly. "Sirius tells it better than I do."

"Sirius?" Dumbledore asked.

Sirius paused a moment, before turning and smirking softly at Tonks. "Oh, dear cousin, I'm so glad you trust me with that! Why, it's so good to know I

have the trust of one of my favorite members of my family... Whatever would I do without someone like you to help me, *ahem* take care of my godson?"

"Merlin pray we never find out," murmured Minerva.

"Sorry Dumbledore, it might not be appropriate for an audience," Sirius said with a smile. "Besides, the reports must go on, correct?"

"Ah, good... Anything else to report?" Dumbledore asked. A kind of game had sprung up, and every member of the Order wanted to one-up the others. After

all, aside from Snape's dramatic, self-important monologues and seeing who made the best snacks, these meetings were boring and unproductive.

"Well, there was the bit where Harry was taking care of those twins..." Kingsley mused aloud. "They really seemed to rather enjoy the way he handled the

curves... of their furniture... Their mother was so impressed, she had him stay further and take a look at some of her own before helping her make sure

her plumbing was still up to par."

"He did seem to have a run in with the Muggle Aurors," Emmeline contributed. "Even went off with one in her car."

"Was it anything serious?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well, he was handcuffed," Emmeline said. "And he was questioned and tested... Thoroughly, all through the night. In the end, she was far more satisfied

than I've ever been at the end of an investigation." She almost blushed with that admission, but kept her face firmly controlled. "She even allowed him

to handcuff her later on."

"Muggle police are worthless," Snape muttered.

"Oh? Sounds a bit strange," Dumbledore said. "Are you sure there's been no infiltration? No use of Imperio on anyone in the neighborhood?"

"Most assuredly not. The investigations were far too muggle for it to have been a Death Eater behind it."

"Still, very strange," Dumbledore mused.

"The investigation seems to be ongoing," Hestia contributed. "She can't get enough... Information, I mean."

"Hm, this sounds unfortunate," Dumbledore said. "Perhaps this policewoman needs to be Obliviated."

"I think that would be a very, very bad idea." Hestia cut in quickly as she shook her head. "Harry has gotten into a routine of greeting her... and if

she suddenly stopped remembering him and the investigation, then well... Things would get... complicated for him."

"What is this investigation about, anyway? Harry's not a criminal!" Molly demanded.

"As Emmeline said... he's HELPING with the investigation, Molly, he's not the subject of it. He's a very, very valuable source that's helping her drill...

for information," Hestia quickly covered. Minerva's lips twitched significantly at this point.

"Well, as long as he's not in danger of prosecution, I see no need to interfere," Dumbledore said. He looked around the room. "Anything else?"

"Tonks, be sure he gets plenty of fluids, won't you?" Moody spoke up smirking at the girl. "With all that work, I'm sure he needs it."

"Mm? Nymphadora, did you actually make contact with Harry?" Dumbledore asked, his eyebrows rising.

"Oh, no she hasn't, but she's the closest of us to his age, and we DO want to make sure he's staying healthy, right, Albus?" Moody spoke up, his non-magical

eye winking at Tonks where Dumbledore, Snape and Molly couldn't see.

"Ah yes, of course..." Dumbledore frowned. "There is one issue though... Miss Granger apparently disregarded my request, and visited Harry at his home."

He looked about the room.

"While she poses no danger to Harry, I would appreciate knowing more about her visit. Tonks, you were on duty when she arrived, what can you tell me?"

"My fault." Sirius raised his hand and shrugged slightly. "She apparently took some of the things I was talking to Remus about out of context. She thought

he was in danger from his relatives and them overworking him. So, naturally being a good, intimate friend, she immediately went to make sure he was safe..."

Sirius paused a moment, before eying Dumbledore neutrally. "You don't have a problem with a young lady making certain one of her best friends is all right,

do you?"

"Of course not," Dumbledore said. "But given that she is known as a friend of Harry's, I'm simply concerned about her being used, unwittingly mind you,

as a means to cause him harm. How did she locate his home?"

"She looked him up in the phonebook." Tonks said simply.

Silence. Dumbledore nodded.

"Ah... I see... How did her visit go?" He asked.

"Aren't you at all concerned that she found him in so simple a way, Albus?" Minerva asked flatly.

"Not at all... She meant him no harm, therefore, she could enter. However, those who meant to do him harm following her might lead to danger for the rest

of the neighborhood," Albus explained. "And Harry would no doubt be drawn into it."

Even Severus looked skeptical of this, but Sirius decided to get things back on track. He'd worry about getting Harry somewhere safe later.

"So Tonks, how'd the visit go?" Sirius asked.

"Well, she expressed her concern about how much effort he's been putting in out of the house," Tonks said, barely repressing a snort. "So he proceeded

to Assure her that he was in no danger Even proceeded to demonstrate some of the things he's learned, things he's doing All to convince her that he is

in " Her eyes glazed a bit, "perfect form. I feel he was Very convincing," her voice ended in a drawl. Many of the other witches in the room developed

glazed looks of their own.

"Indeed," Dumbledore observed. "Well, if there is no further business...?"

"Oui, one more beet, Dumbledore," Fleur Delacour spoke up. "I was wondering if I could participate in guarding 'Arry? I owe 'im my sister's life-It is

the least I can do for 'im."

Tonks immediately glanced over at Fleur, eying her speculatively before looking back at Dumbldeore. "I'll be happy to show her the ropes a few times."

"Certainly Fleur," Dumbledore said with a smile, pleased that so many volunteers were willing to protect Harry. "You may start on Monday."

"Wonderful," Fleur purred.

"Well, as it is late... Sirius? What are you doing?" Dumbledore asked.

"Just... Stretching my arms," Sirius said with a wry smile, as he managed to keep himself from doing a victory dance. "I'm just... overcome with all the

concern for my godson's well-being."

"I'm afraid you cannot leave to guard him, Sirius, it would be far too dangerous," Dumbledore said with true regret.

"I'm sure he'll be happy to be in their more than capable hands." Sirius quickly nodded his head. "And I'm sure they'll take extra special care of him."

"Don't worry Cousin... We'll make sure he doesn't regret a single moment of his summer," Tonks said with a grin.

Dumbledore felt his old heart swell with pride. He'd had fears about the reborn Order's ability to function, but now he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt

that, even if Harry wasn't here, he was bringing them together in the fight against the Darkness. He was filled with hope.

As well as some bemusement when later, after the meeting had broken up, Sirius and the Weasley twins began chanting Harry's name in celebration in the

drawing room.