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The Lost Fountain

Chapter 2

"Please hurry! I can't take it anymore!" Susan squeaked as she pressed her face into the pillow and cried out again. Her pussy was dripping down the insides of her sexy thighs as her body trembled in constant orgasmic pleasure. Harry's hands gripped her fleshy cheeks tightly and squeezed. She choked out as another orgasm rolled over her curvy body, his humongous cock stretching her and hitting every pleasurable spot that she had. Harry leaned over and wrapped an arm around her chest, his hand squeezing her dangling tit. His other hand went between her legs and rapidly rubbed her dripping pussy. As soon as he touched her hardened clit, her pussy clamped down once again. Harry groaned loudly.

"Fuck, your pussy is so good!" Harry choked out, pulling out until only the head was in. He could see her juices dripping off of his shaft before he slid all the way back in, his head slamming into her cervix. She was so tight that it felt as if her pussy was trying to choke his invading cock. Finally, she coaxed a load from his bloated balls as her walls squeezed his member. Massaging her clit as her pussy sprayed on his hand, Harry pushed in as deep as he could go and seeded her insides. Her high-pitched gasps turned him on even more as she spasmed from pleasure. When her pussy began to overflow with his cum, he pulled out and stroked his cock, painting her back and ass with the remaining seed. Once dry, he sighed happily. Seeing her shaking in pleasure with her lily-white ass up in the air, he gave her wide ass a hard slap before laughing at her shriek. Collapsing on the bed, she curled up into the fetal position while her plump pussy contracted around a cock that wasn't there. Harry placed a hand on her leg and felt the soft, smoothness of it. He let his hand explore her body before his fingers tickled her puckered hole. Adding a bit of pleasure magic, Susan cried out and smacked his hand away, her orgasm ramping up to the previous level. Spasms rocked her body as she lied there cumming on his bedsheets. Harry stood up and stretched, not caring about his nakedness.

Harry went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. Once he went back into his room, he saw that Susan had passed out. Shaking his head, he went to find something to eat.

The Lost Fountain

Once Susan had woken up and went back home, Harry rested for a while before going to see Ron. He was still the same as before he left. Granted, Harry had only been gone a few months, but he had hoped that the redhead would have attempted to begin his life as an adult. Ron still didn't have any job prospects, nor did he appear inclined to find any. Harry just shrugged his shoulders. It was his life to do with as he pleased, but if he had to hear him complain about how no girl would give him a shot, then he might just hex him. Maybe a girl would if he actually had money to take them out on a date. Hopefully, Ron would soon get his act together. Finishing up with the Weasleys, Harry then went to visit Hermione.

He had to wait until she finished with work. Hermione had taken a job in the Ministry, hoping to work her way up until she got into a position to make some actual changes. If anyone could do it, Hermione could, Harry thought. It was later in the evening when Harry went to her small flat above a shop near Diagon Alley. It was the first time that he had been there. She got it shortly after he left on his trip. Just as he suspected, books were crammed in every nook and cranny. She had too many books for such a small apartment.

"Hermione, just get a few trunks with expanded insides," Harry told her as they ate pizza for dinner.

"Harry, those trunks are very expensive. I just can't afford them right now," she told him, taking a sip of her can of coke.

"Really?" he asked. He really didn't keep track of the prices of such things. "Anyway, I have a few older ones sitting in my family's vault. They're going to waste in there. I'll get them and bring them by tomorrow after you get off," he told her, drinking from his own can. Hermione's eyes widened.

"That would be terrific! Thank you, Harry. Now I'll have room for even more books," she happily exclaimed. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Hermione, the point was to get rid of the clutter so that you can have room for things like furniture," Harry smiled. She returned it.

"I'd rather have more books," she stated, making Harry laugh.

"Sounds about right."

When they had finished eating, they moved to her room and laid back on the bed to watch TV. The small tele in the room was the only one that she had. Her living room didn't have enough space for her books and a TV. There was barely enough room for a small couch.

Hermione was quite happy that she had her friend back. She liked Ron, but as she always said, he had the emotional range of a teaspoon. Not only that, but he refused to get his life in order. She had even tried to set him up with a job in the Ministry, but he refused. To him, it was either professional Quidditch or poverty. While she admired his determination to follow his dreams, she thought that he was a bit silly. She turned her head and looked at Harry. While he didn't have a job yet either, he at least had the means to take care of himself. Maybe she could set him up with a job at the Ministry. Lowering her eyes, they immediately widened at what she saw. Sitting on the bed in a weird position made his trousers pull tight. The result of that was that she could see the outline of his penis. It was absolutely huge! Blushing madly, she turned her head and tried to hide her embarrassment. She couldn't understand why she was getting moist between her legs all of the sudden. She clamped her thighs closed and tried not to make it obvious that she was rubbing them together.

Harry could see Hermione out the corner of his eye. He tried hard not to smirk or chuckle. From his knowledge gained from the fountain, Hermione was likely acting this way because of the pheromones that he was giving off. While it wasn't as strong as what the Veela did, his body did do something similar. Thankfully, it really only affected girls that were physically close to him, like Hermione was. Looking down at her, he could see a small, damp spot forming on the crotch of her thin shorts.

Hermione couldn't help herself. She couldn't control her actions when her hand landed on the bulge in his trousers. Taking a quick peek, she saw that Harry didn't acknowledge the move. Slowly her hand began to trace the size and shape of his penis. She gasped softly when it began to grow. Looking up at him again, this time she blushed when he was looking back with a raised eyebrow.

"Having fun?" he asked. Hermione was too embarrassed to talk. Still, she couldn't stop her hand from fondling his bulge. "Want to see it?" she heard him ask.

With her heart pounding in her chest, she gave a short nod. Harry suddenly stood up and turned toward her. "Go ahead," he said, indicating to his crotch. Hermione knew that he was making her pull it out if she wanted to see it. She scooted over closer to him, and with shaky hands, she reached out and unbuttoned his trousers.

She was breathing deeply as she worked his trousers and boxers down. Finally, his massive horse-cock sprang out and slapped her in the face. Loving his scent, she grabbed him by the hips and pulled him closer. Leaning in, she began rubbing her face all over his naked groin. Inhaling his manly scent, her tongue slithered out and began licking all that she could reach.

Harry was a little shocked at her reaction. Susan was better able to handle it. Maybe it was because Hermione was likely a virgin and had very little experience with anything sexual. Either way, Harry enjoyed it. He loved the way she peppered his fat cock with kisses and the way she licked on his bloated sack. Her hands weren't idle either. They explored his body as did her lips as they rose up until she was at his chest. One of her hands was clumsily stroking his meat when she leaned in and kissed him.

"Please come to bed with me," she begged, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Harry smiled and nodded.

"How do you want me to take you first?" Harry asked as he enjoyed teasing her.

"I don't know," she said quietly, clearly embarrassed.

"Take off your clothes and get into the position that you want to be fucked in," Harry told her, taking off the rest of his clothes. Now standing there naked in front of her, she watched as he stared at her while stroking his own cock. Biting her lip, she decided to give in.

Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it off of her. Next, she unclasped her basic, white bra and tossed it aside. Harry visually feasted on the sight of her small but incredibly perky breasts. Just a handful, they were capped with little, perfect pink nipples that were already hard. Grabbing the waistband of her shorts, she sexily wiggled her hips as she lowered them. Laying back, she lifted her legs up and removed the shorts. As she tossed them away, she parted her legs and showed him the wet spot that was staining the crotch of her cotton panties. She looked at him expectantly, but he just raised an eyebrow. Blushing, she knew that he wanted more.

Lifting her legs back up, she peeled the wet material away from her puffy lips and shuddered as the cool air rolled over her inflamed pussy. Before she could drop them to the floor, Harry held out his hand. Embarrassed, she placed her damp panties in his hand. "Now, get into the position you prefer."

Having never been fucked, Hermione wasn't exactly knowledgeable in the subject. Still, she did know a few things. She always thought that she would like doggy-style. It seemed very naughty to a straight-edge girl like her. Spinning around so that her ass was facing Harry, she placed her face and chest down on the bed and spread her knees open as wide as she could. Lifting her ass up, she arched her back and presented herself to him.

Harry was rock-hard from the display. He never would have thought that his dear Hermione would have had it in her. Who knew? Leaning down, he stuffed her wet panties into her open mouth before he moved to her backside. His hand cupped her naked pussy, finding it wet and incredibly hot. He heard her muffled moan as she attempted to grind it against his palm. As she smeared her juices all over his hand, he removed it from her pussy and gave her ass a hard, wet slap.

WHACK!

Hermione squealed loudly as he left a wet handprint on her fleshy cheek. "Punishment for trying to get yourself off without offering me any pleasure in return," Harry smirked. Hermione tried to squirm away from the painful spank, but Harry was having none of it. Grabbing her by the hips, he pulled her back into place. One of his hands groped her smooth, sexy thigh while the other slid up and down her flawless ass cheek. As he did so, his fingers brushed against her pussy and asshole. This gave him an idea.

"So Hermione? Which hole do you want me to claim? You're tight, little pussy?" Harry asked, rubbing her lips and clit with his fingers and letting a small amount of sexual magic flow into her. Hermione moaned like a whore as beads of her arousal dripped down the insides of her thighs.

"Or your even tighter asshole?" he asked as he spat on her asshole and used his saliva as lubricant. Hermione squeaked in panic when she felt his finger toy with her tightest hole. Harry moved his other hand underneath her and began massaging her clit while letting out a decent amount of magic. Hermione cried out a muffled wail as she put her head back down. Her juices were already pouring down her thighs. Just then, Harry stuck his finger all the way in her ass and fired off a brutal bolt of sexual pleasure straight into her asshole. Thankfully her panties did a good job of muffling her scream. Pussy juices sprayed in a torrent and drenched her bed below. Harry pulled his finger almost all the way out before pushing it back in and hitting her with another dose of magic. Her muffled cries reverberated off the walls as she sprayed again. Every time his finger penetrated her tight asshole, she would cum and squirt again. Leaving his finger in her ass, he used his other fingers to pinch and pull her clit. Simultaneously, he hit her with magic in her clit and asshole. Hermione's body flopped and spasmed as she flipped and rolled over. He pulled his fingers from her as her pussy sprayed the walls and ceiling. Her panties falling from her mouth let her voice be heard. Her cries and wails of pleasure nearly hurt his ears from being so loud. Curling up into a ball, he smiled as she passed out while continuing to cum. Her pussy was undulating and still letting out small jets of girl cum as her body trembled and spasmed. Harry sighed and looked down at his cock. He didn't think she'd be up for any more that night.

Deciding to finish the night, he stared at her cumming form and beat off until he spurted his cum all over her unconscious body. With a wave of his wand, he cleaned her up and crawled in bed. Pulling her against him, he covered them both with a blanket and fell asleep.