Once again, it was a Hogsmeade weekend, this time in April, and Harry and Ginny were to be found in their usual room above The Broom Sticks. The young couple were passionately kissing on the double bed, with Harry underneath. Harry ran his hands along his younger girlfriend, feeling her silky red hair and down her light top to end up on her cute bottom covered in denim shorts. He gave it a squeeze which made Ginny squeal with excitement. Harry loved her body. Their kisses became more frenzied as they became lost in the moment, and their tongues battled for dominance. Harry felt her lovely breasts pushing against his muscular chest and her plump, soft lips against his own.
Harry ran his hands under the her top and felt the smooth skin of her back, and lightly scratched it with his nails. Ginny gasped a little. He moved upwards and lightly brushed the back of her bra. He skilfully unclipped it and whipped her bra out of her top, throwing it one side. "Oh, Harry," Ginny said, seductively. With one small hand she cupped the bulge in his jeans while Harry reached under her top and massaged her breasts. Due to his actions, her top was still riding up and so he took it completely off, exposing her naked torso. Ginny grinned at him and moved her breasts over his face. Harry obediently suckled at them, pushing around her erect nipple with his tongue, and grabbing the other breast. He lightly bit down on her nipple with his teeth, which caused pleasure to explode out of it.
In return, Ginny shuffled down his body so that she could lift his t-shirt off and throw it away. She ran her hands over his strong chest and planted loving kisses on it, while Harry stroked her hair and took in her delightful scent. Then Harry brought her face to his and kissed her again. As he did this, he unzipped her shorts and slipped them down her long, toned legs until she was clad only in pick knickers. Ginny did the same to him and took off his jeans until they were both in just their underwear. She put her covered vagina over his boxers and his erection pressed into her knickers. They both groaned longingly. Ginny thrust her crotch against his erection as they kissed, increasing the pleasure. Not being able to withstand it any more, they both removed their last items of clothing and looked lustfully at each other.
But to his surprise, Ginny got off the bed and went over to her bag. She pulled out a small canister and returned to the bed. "This time, I've made some plans about what we could do," she said. Harry noticed the canister read 'Spray Cream.' His eyes widened.
"Really?" he said disbelievingly. "Ok. Let me go first," he added, gesturing for the cream. She gave it to him and Harry continued. "Now, lie down." Ginny obeyed and lay down on her back, with a Cheshire grin plastered on her face. Harry sprayed a pile of cream in her mouth, on her breasts and over her vagina. Ginny tried not to laugh because she might choke on the cream, and Harry could tell she was trying to speak without moving her lips. "Can't understand you Gin," he said. First he placed his lips over her left breast and went down on it, licking all the cream off. His tongue brushed repeatedly over her sensitive nipple and Ginny squirmed beneath him. Then he did the same to her right breast but actually took it inside his mouth, feeling it soft nature with his lips.
Once Harry had done that, he moved down her body and began to lap up the cream on her vagina. Ginny squirmed even more and still tried her hardest not to choke, but it was getting harder. Harry's tongue began to circle around her clitoris and Ginny involuntarily thrusted upwards. Tears of suppressed pleasure rolled down her red cheeks. Harry then replaced his tongue with his finger and massaged her clitoris on it while his tongue went to work inside her vagina. He felt the inside walls of her vagina and his tongue searched every inch of her vagina he could reach. Ginny's hands had by now clasped Harry's messy black hair and suddenly she gave a strangled sigh as Harry felt her walls tighten and she had an orgasm.
Harry proceeded to go to her mouth, and used his lips and tongue to finish off the last of the cream. It turned into a fiery kiss, in which a grateful Ginny stuck her tongue in his mouth. Harry pushed his lips harder against hers until they both broke off, gasping for breath. "My turn," Ginny said, winking at him. Harry laid on the bed, with his large erection pointing up at the ceiling. Ginny crawled over to him and began to pump his thick penis with her hand. Then she put her lips around the pink head and began to bob up and down. Harry groaned and closed his eyes, laying back against the bed.
Harry felt her lips pressing every contour of his penis, squeezing every bit of pleasure out of it as possible. He could feel his penis touch the back of her throat and some part of him wondered how she could fit so much of him inside. This thought almost sent him over the edge and it wasn't long before he felt that familiar feeling. But he just wanted to enjoy it that little bit longer. But before he knew it, he was ejaculating. He suddenly realised that he hadn't pulled out of Ginny' mouth but it was too late; he shot his semen into her throat and she had to swallow it.
Ginny then left his penis and Harry felt he had to apologise for not warning her. "It's alright Harry," she said. "It wasn't too bad, just unexpected."
"Sorry," he said, sheepishly.
