Hogwarts, Gryffindor Common Room
"It's so warm today!" Hermione groans as she and Harry relax in one of the seats of the common room.
"You were the one that wanted to soak up the sun after classes." Harry teases, laughing when Hermione sticks her tongue out at him in response.
"Harry… thank Merlin we… found you."
Turning around Harry finds himself faced with the panting, sweat soaked forms of his quidditch teammates, or at least two of them.
"Katie, Alicia… are you guys okay?" Harry asks.
"It's Angie… she's gone mad…" Katie gasps between deep breaths. Beads of sweat still running down her flushed face.
"With Ollie leaving the team this year… she's gotten paranoid about training… she's had us working out all day!" Alicia adds as the pair collapse into a seat opposite the couple.
"In this heat?!" Hermione asks.
"She doesn't care… she's so wound up at the moment she won't listen… she wouldn't even leave with us after a full day's training." Alicia replies.
"That's where you come in," Katie adds with a sly grin. "We haven't been able to wear her out… but you can."
"Are you asking my boyfriend to go let some sweat covered girl who's spent the entire day working out her already ridiculously toned body use him as a sleeve for her giant cock until she's finally worn out?" Hermione asks.
Turning to her boyfriend, Hermione gives him a look while raising her eyebrows. "Well? What are you waiting for?"
"W-what?" Harry stutters.
Hermione gives her boyfriend a grin. "Harry, since we came back you've already almost drank her pee twice, and so far today I've seen you staring at the pit stains on my shirt on about a dozen occasions." Hermione says, before leaning closer to whisper to her boyfriend. "Don't worry, I love how kinky you are. So everything you go do for her, I'll do for you after."
Winking at her boyfriend as she pulls back, Hermione giggles at his flushed cheeks as he fidgets in his seat.
"He's all yours ladies."
Smiling in thanks at the younger witch, the two chasers quickly pull Harry out his seat and towards the entrance to the common room.
"Thanks Hermione, we'll bring him back later!" Katie calls out as they leave.
Watching her boyfriend get dragged away, Hermione climbs from the seat herself before walking in the direction of her head of house's small private office within the common room. Knocking gently she soon hears her favourite teacher call her in.
"Ah Miss Granger, how can I help?" Professor McGonagall asks.
"There was something I wanted to talk with you about ma'am, it's actually on behalf of Harry." Hermione says. "But I was also hoping you could help me with a favour after."
"And what favour would that be?" Minerva asks.
"It's so warm today, and I really wanted to build up a sweat," Hermione replies, her voice putting on a husky tone as she raises her arms above her head, already displaying the soaked patches of her white blouse. "I'm not really one for exercise, but maybe you know another way we could… exert ourselves."
"I think I know just the thing." Minerva replies, desire creeping into her voice.
The Quidditch Pitch, shortly after.
"What is this place? I've never seen a room down here before." Harry asks the two witches leading him.
"It's just a private spot we have to work out in, it's something Angelina asked McGonagall for, as you can probably tell she was already a fan of the muggle way of working out before she came to Hogwarts, so she eventually asked to get some equipment here too." Alicia explains.
"She sweet talked her by saying it would help us win the cup, and even got her to put privacy charms around it so the other teams wouldn't stumble into it." Katie says. "Only we can lead people to it, but we didn't bother before since the other boys on the team aren't as…"
"Fun." Alicia chimes in.
"… as you are." Katie finishes with a grin.
"Plus that way it allows us to work out like… this…"
Opening the door the pair quickly pull Harry inside, as he enters he feels the sweltering heat of the room, and the powerful scent of the sweat from the three witches that have spent the day using it.
Looking ahead Harry sees Angelina in the center of the room, as he watches he sees her drop to the ground in a pushup, before jumping back to her feet in a jump, repeating the action over and over with her eyes closed as her toned muscles glimmer in the sunlight.
Staring at the dark skinned goddess, Harry can see every muscle in her body ripple as she moves. Dressed in nothing but a tight black sports bra, and an even tighter pair of black work out shorts, nothing is left to the imagination. Something that is made even clearer when the witch finally pauses in the center of the room. Looking down her body Harry watches as the sweat drops down her toned form, running across her firm abs displaying a tight 8-pack, before falling down to the tight shorts stretching down her thighs.
The reason for the length of the shorts quickly becomes apparent when Harry spots the long, thick length of her cock held within the tight material. Laid down her right leg Harry can see how enticing her cock is even while trapped in her shorts, as the impressive member already sits at a long 10-inches even while soft.
Opening her eyes, Angelina finally notices the new arrivals. "What are you guys back for?" Angelina asks in surprise, before noticing Harry stood next to them. "Harry?"
"We brought you a present!" Katie says with a grin.
"Since working yourself out isn't calming you down, we thought you'd rather work out Harry instead." Alicia adds.
"Enjoy!" Katie yells, before judging Harry forward into the room as her and Alicia quickly make their exit.
Watching as her friends flee, Angelina gives Harry a sheepish grin.
"Sorry Harry, those two get some wild ideas sometimes." Angelina says. "I'm literally dripping in sweat and they want to bring a cute boy here." She mutters to herself, loud enough for Harry to hear.
"I don't mind!" Harry hastily replies before blushing. "I mean… it's just…"
Seeing Angelina giving him a knowing smile, Harry swallows down his nervousness.
"What I mean… is you look absolutely amazing right now, and I kinda… enjoy smells, so…"
Grinning at the adorable wizard in front of her, Angelina feels her excitement grow.
"So, what you're saying is that instead of going for a shower, you'd rather clean me up instead?" Stretching her arms up, Angelina takes the moment to flex her muscles further as Harry stares, her body glistening in sweat as the sun hits her rich dark skin.
Unable to respond, Harry only nods in reply.
"You've got a deal Harry, but first you have to help me finish my work out, and since we don't want to get your clothes all messy…" Trailing off Angelina gestures to Harry's uniform.
Catching her meaning, Harry nods happily, only slightly embarrassed at the idea of stripping in front of the strong witch watching him.
Pausing for a moment, Harry looks back to Angelina. "There is one thing I should explain… when the girls brought me down here, they asked me to put something on, they said you'd like it."
His cheeks reddening further, Harry begins to remove his uniform, quickly discarding his shirt and tie before beginning to unbuckle his trousers. Lowering them down he quickly reveals to an eagerly watching Angelina that he's wearing nothing below them, as his short, smooth cock is revealed to her, already half hard from seeing her body, her eyebrows raising as she spots the small hardening form of Harry's cock, revealing his complete lack of underwear. Lowering his clothes the rest of the way he finally reveals a pair of long, thigh-high striped socks, in the matching red and gold of their house.
"Wow Harry, I've heard of team spirit but that's something…" Angelina giggles. "I'm guessing one of them leant you the socks?"
"They're Katie's…" Harry mutters as his cheeks burn.
"Well they suit you perfectly." Angelina compliments. "And they make that little thing look even cuter." She coos.
Her teasing quickly causes a response, as Harry feels his short cock harden further, soon reaching a firm 4-inches in length as Angelina continues to stare.
"You know, it feels a little uneven now, I better fix that." Angelina says, as she reaches down to pull her bra over her head, revealing her small, perky breasts to Harry's eyes, the firm mounds glistening with sweat like the rest of her body as her rich chocolate nipples harden as they're revealed.
Now staring hungrily, Harry's gaze focuses on the shorts remaining on her body, or more accurately the thick length already beginning to fight to be unleashed beneath the tight cloth.
"What do you think Harry, should I set her free?" Angelina asks. "If I do, I'll need your help to be able to tuck her away again."
His eyes glued to the thick length, now really straining against the shorts as it continues to grow, Harry finally replies.
"Can't I keep her out permanently instead?" Harry asks, finally looking up to meet Angelina's eyes with a small smirk.
"Careful what you promise Harry." Angelina responds with a grin.
Reaching down she hooks her thumbs into the shorts, before beginning to pull them down her powerful legs.
Kicking them away she stands up straight, proudly letting her cock hang free as Harry stares hungrily.
Looking at the now nude witch, Harry can't tear his eyes away from her stunning body. Having spent the full day working out in sweltering heat, every muscle on her body is in peak form and coated in a layer of sweat glistening against her rich dark skin. From her bulging biceps to her ripped abs, every inch of her body shines in perfection.
Despite her body appearing as if it was chiseled from stone, no part captures Harry's attention as much as the hard, thick cock holding firm against her body. Standing at now over 13 inches, Angelina's cock would capture anyone's attention, but to Harry it's a sight he can't tear himself away from.
At such a length when held hard against her body, Angelina's cock almost reaches as high as her breasts, but sitting against her glistening abs it only becomes a more mouthwatering sight to Harry as he watches beads of sweat run down her shaft, and drops of precum begin to fall from her tip.
Seeing Harry's attention is firmly on her cock, Angelina gently moves her body, waving the powerful shaft from the side to side as Harry follows.
"Careful Harry, it looks like I'm about to hypnotise you there, or am I a little late." She teases.
Coming around at her words, Harry blushes as he finally looks back up to her smiling face.
"Come on, let's go finish up before she tempts me to enjoy you sooner." Angelina says with a wink.
Walking over to a weight bench, she quickly pushes back the weights themselves before settling down on her back.
"First up, a few reps should do, ready to help me out?" Angelina asks.
Quickly walking over, Harry moves to stand at her side. "Sure, did you need me to spot the weights or something?" Harry asks, confused as to why she'd pushed them further away.
"Nope, you are the weights." Angelina replies with a grin. "I want you to climb on top, I'm going to do some reps while holding onto those tight thighs of yours, and you're going to get an up-close taste of just how sweaty some parts of me are."
Now blushing once more, Harry stumbles to get into position. "So, you want me to climb onto…" As he begins to ask he finds himself cut off when Angelina effortlessly pulls him into place, holding him atop her body with his face firmly pressed against the thick cock he'd been staring at moments before. Being the shorter of the two Harry's head is closer lined up to her stomach that her crotch, but given the sheer size of her cock it makes little difference, and only serves to give Harry a more appealing sight below her hard shaft.
"There we go." Angelina says. "Oh, and what's this cute little thing I have facing me here. I suppose if someone does a good job I might just have to treat this tender little cock when I can reach it."
Barely hearing her words, Harry is already more focused on the cock pressing against his face than his own pleasure, and as he feels Angelina begin to lift his lower body he quickly takes the chance to have the taste he's been waiting for since he entered the room.
Sliding his tongue along her thick black cock, Harry moans aloud at the taste of her skin, the salty flavour tasting amazing to him knowing the source, something helped even further by the powerful scent of her sweat-soaked body. That combination as well as the recognisable musk from her cock soon has Harry's mouth attacking her cock with a passion.
With Harry distracted by thick length pressed against his face, he pays little attention to Angelina effortlessly lifting his lower body up and down. His attention is finally caught when he feels her warm breath fall across his cock as she lowers him down, at first chalking it up to an accident, Harry is proven wrong moments later when he feels the witch below him press a gentle kiss against his shaft as she lowers him down once more.
Happy to keep using Harry as a workout tool, Angelina continues to pepper soft kisses against his short but achingly hard shaft each time it comes within reach. Raising him up once more she holds him in place while taking a short break, grinning to herself as she watches Harry's cock bounce above.
"Aww, looks like this cute tiny cock wants more," Angelina says teasingly. "But I can't treat such a small sissy dick if someone's too busy getting off to the smell of my cock rather than sucking it."
Hearing her words Harry stops his gentle licking with a blush, having become distracted by enjoying the thick scent of her cock just as she'd guessed. Leaning down he quickly moves to wrap his lips around the tip of her cock, finding it now utterly drenched in her precum much to his pleasure.
With the first inches of her tremendous cock held tight within his mouth, Harry happily begins to run his tongue across her head and around her foreskin, swallowing down the rich flavours as he does. Now finding himself lost in the taste of her cock Harry is surprised once more when he feels Angelina begin to move.
"That's a good little slut," Angelina compliments. "Now let's see how easy it is to swallow this tiny little thing."
Pulling Harry back down once more she aims his hard little cock at her mouth, wrapping her lips around his tip as she pulls him further down, effortlessly swallowing down his full 4 inches while her nose presses against his smooth balls.
Holding him in place, Angelina runs her long tongue across the small shaft held within her mouth, sucking on the little cock harder as she feels Harry moan around her far larger shaft below.
Raising him up higher again, Angelina lets Harry's cock fall from her lips, rather than bringing him back down right away she pauses with Harry held in the air. Raising her head from the bench she instead leans up to reach the very tip of Harry's cock. Sliding her tongue forward Angelina licks at the head of Harry's cock, her tongue pressing against the tight slit dripping precum as Harry hisses in pleasure below, his mouth still wrapped around inches of her hard black cock.
Pulling back, Angelina let's Harry rest against her body. "Okay, that's enough for the arms, we better finish up before this little thing blows too early." Angelina says while gently tugging at Harry's small hard cock.
Letting Harry stand up, she rises to her feet as well, soon standing next to the young wizard with her long cock holding firm, the thick length brushes against Harry as she turns.
"Okay, finally we need to finish with some squats, and those are best done with a little extra weight." Angelina says, eying Harry up once more. "Of course, since we've already worked out my arms, we need to find a better way of holding you up." As she finishes Angelina looks down to her cock, glistening with a mixture of sweat and Harry's spit.
"Better use your wand Harry, because whether you're ready or not you're going to be riding her soon."
More than a little eager to ride her cock, Harry slides his wand into his hand, quickly casting the now familiar cleaning and lubrication spells, as well as a helpful spell taught to him by Andromeda to stretch him ready for larger cocks.
Watching Harry prepare, Angelina sits on a bench against the wall, her hand gently teasing her hard length as she stares hungrily at Harry. Watching as he puts away his wand, Angelina lets go of her cock, presenting Harry with the thick pillar of hard black flesh.
"Ready to climb aboard cutie?" Angelina says.
Nodding back with a slight blush, Harry walks over before gently climbing onto the bench, lowering himself over her cock Harry pauses as he feels the girthy cock press against his slick hole.
"That's it Harry, slide her right where she belongs." Angelina whispers.
Meeting her eyes again, Harry stares back as he lowers himself down, spearing his ass onto her thick black cock. Feeling her easily slide inside, Harry quickly fills himself with half her cock before pausing and letting out a moan of pleasure.
"Good boy." Angelina praises, before attacking his mouth with a fierce kiss, plunging her tongue to battle his own as she soaks in the pleasure of having her cock buried within Harry once more.
Breaking the kiss Angelina climbs to her feet, holding Harry tight against her body, his small cock pressed hard against her powerful abs.
"Enjoy the ride Harry." Angelina moans into his ear. Standing still she begins to lower herself down as Harry clings to her strong form. Getting herself into a squat position she lets out a short hiss of pleasure as she feels Harry sink further down her length.
Holding on to Angelina's powerful arms, Harry takes a deep breath as Angelina squats down. As she moves Harry feels the monster of a cock pressing deeper into his hole, pushing further down his passage. With the hard shaft rubbing firmly against the tight button within his ass Harry feels the pleasure build through his body. As Angelina finally pauses Harry lets go of his breath, taking the brief moment to recover as he adjusts to the extra inches pressed inside him, already filling him more than most cocks.
"That's just one cutie," Angelina says with a grin, watching Harry's face as he adjusts to her cock. "I hope you can hold on, because whether you cum or not I'm not stopping my workout."
Nodding back, Harry holds himself against her body as she raises herself back up once more, her cock pushing deep against him as she moves. Bumping closer against her body Harry finds his head pressed against Angelina's firm mounds, a hard chocolate nipple just within reach. Smiling to himself, Harry leans over closer to wrap his lips around the stiff peak, his smile growing as he hears Angelina's breathing hitch above.
"Someone's feeling cheeky." Angelina mutters, but makes no move to make Harry pull back, instead choosing to lower herself into a squat once more. She quickly returns Harry's grin when 2 more inches of her cock push deep into his hole, something that soon causes Harry to let out a long moan of pleasure around Angelina's breast.
Deciding not to stop, Angelina picks up a constant movement, raising herself back and forth as Harry continues to ride her length. The quick movements soon result in her hilting her cock deep within Harry's ass, his passage seeming to mold around her fierce length.
"Fuck Harry… how are you so good at taking cock?" Angelina mutters while continuing to work out, steady moans falling from her lips as Harry's body moves up and down her length.
"A little practice… a little magic…" Harry shakenly replies as he's bounced atop her shaft. "And… and I just really love how big your cock is." He whispers into her ear.
Hearing the young wizard's heated words, Angelina gives up all pretense of working out. Placing her hands below Harry's ass she quickly lifts him over to the nearest wall, pressing him against it as her powerful body molds against his much smaller form. Lifting him up she raises Harry until only the tip of her cock is pressed into his hole, and his face is lined up with her own.
"It's yours Harry," Angelina groans. "Any time you want it, any place… This big fat cock is yours, all you have to do is ask."
Held in place by the strong witch, Harry immediately moans in reply. "I want it now… in my ass… right here… and hard."
"You asked for it…" Angelina replies.
Her hands running down to grip his ass, Angelina holds Harry in place against the wall as she thrusts her cock inside him once more, slowly sinking her long, thick length deep inside the tight hole as Harry moans freely. Her own groans quickly join him as she feels Harry's ass grip her shaft.
Sliding her cock back, Angelina quickly begins to pick up speed, delivering exactly what Harry asked for as she fucks him hard against the wall, her cock hammering deep inside him.
As he's held by the muscular witch, Harry freely moans in pleasure as her giant cock begins to fuck him quicker and harder. His own hard cock lies untouched, but on each thrust he feels himself bounce in place, and his small shaft runs firmly against the rock-hard abs of the dark-skinned witch using his body, her slick sweat mixing with the precum from his cock.
Hammering harder into Harry, Angelina raises one hand from his ass to instead brace herself against the wall, his body secure in place through the size of her cock alone.
As she moves Harry finds his eyes drawn to her arm, her biceps rippling from the workout and still coated in glistening sweat. As she raises her arm higher his eyes glue to her armpit, whilst as smooth as the rest of her body Harry can see just how much sweat has gathered into her pits, something that's confirmed by the intense musk given off as her arm is raised.
Unable to help himself Harry instantly pushes forward, burying his face into her musky armpit. As his nose presses against her sweat soaked flesh Harry breathes deep, her smell sending pleasure through his body.
"Oh god…" Angelina moans, caught off guard by how eagerly attracted Harry is to her armpits. "You really are freaky Harry." She says with a wide grin.
His attention firmly on the expanse of smooth, musky skin, Harry pays little attention to her teasing. With a thick cock still hammering deep into his hole Harry holds tight to her firm body, his face pressed firm against her exposed armpit.
Eventually no longer content with just the appealing smell alone, Harry's tongue peeks out again to run along her rich, salty skin, tasting up beads of sweat as they drip.
"That's it, clean my pits baby," Angelina moans. "I know I talked about getting a tongue bath, but I figured you'd wait until I finished fucking this tight ass first."
Her words soon prove to be the last straw. With his face pressed against her heavily scented and still dripping armpit, and this such a huge, powerful cock still forcing its way deep inside his ass, Harry finds himself overcome with pleasure.
A long drawn-out moan falling from his lips, Harry's untouched cock begins to unload against Angelina's firm abs, coating her chiseled dark skin in streaks of white creamy cum.
Feeling Harry's release hit her stomach, Angelina looks down as she continues to fuck Harry against the wall. Watching as Harry's small cock coats her stomach, Angelina finally pauses as she feels her own pleasure spike. Pulling herself from Harry's ass, Angelina lowers the shaken teen to the ground before beginning to stroke her cock once more.
"Get up here and clean your mess…" Angelina says, her hand quickly running up and down her long shaft. "I want you to swallow down your cum… while I work on a fresh creamy coating… just for you."
Feeling drained, Harry pushes forward nonetheless, his tongue running along her firm abs as he swallows down the streams of cum from her stomach.
"That's it… almost there." Angelina groans
As he finishes cleaning the last streak of cum, Harry finds himself gripped hard as Angelina pulls him back. Blinking his eyes open he stares at the thick tip of her cock as her hand is a blur along her shaft. Hearing her moans pick up, and seeing her body tense further, he quickly closes his eyes as the first powerful blast of cum fires from her cock.
"That's it… take that fucking cum!" Angelina groans heatedly as she begins to unload across Harry's face, after building for so long her cum quickly covers his entire face, splashing against him in thick shots of warm cream.
Lasting almost 30 seconds, the orgasm is the strongest Angelina has felt to date, looking down she stares at the sheer amount of cum covering Harry's body.
Knelt in place, Harry looks like he's been on the receiving end of half a dozen cocks, with his face completely coated in cum, his hair matted with long streaks and even his chest splashed with a dozen ropes of thick cream. The extent even going so far as to cover his softening cock in a long streak of seed.
Opening his eyes, Harry blinks up at Angelina in shock.
"Fuck, that was the best yet…" Angelina groans. Looking down at the young wizard, she stares at him hungrily. "Don't move Harry, I've gotta save this one."
Grabbing her discarded wand, Angelina summons a small box from her back across the room, a box Harry quickly recognises as a camera.
"Say cheese… actually, don't bother, there's too much cum to see anyway." Angelina giggles.
Snapping a few pictures, Harry holds himself still as his teammate smiles at him.
"All done," Angelina says, while making no move to point the camera away. "Now, it's only fair I clean you up, so you might want to close your eyes."
Confused, Harry follows her words anyway, closing his eyes as ordered.
A few seconds later he feels a warm burst of liquid against his face, and his confusion melts away as a powerful smell hits his nose.
Seeing Harry come to realise, Angelina giggles. "You've waited patiently for the chance to be my personal toilet, but now's your lucky day." She says while pointing her cock to aim the warm golden stream against Harry's face, washing away the thick layer of cum.
Eventually feeling the stream move down to his chest, Harry opens his eyes to watch, his body beating up further as he sees a dark-skinned goddess pointing her still long and thick cock at his body, with a powerful burst of golden fluid flowing from her tip.
Finishing washing the cum from his body, Angelina raises the stream higher once more, delivering the golden shower to his hair, washing away the cum and covering him in her piss even further.
"You ready for a real taste Harry?" Angelina asks.
Caught up in the moment, Harry responds the best way he knows how… by opening his mouth.
Seeing her chance, Angelina quickly points her cock down once more, now pissing directly against Harry's tongue as his mouth fills with her golden treat.
Closing his mouth as it fills, Harry swallows down the mouthful of bitter fluid. The taste completely unpleasant, and yet the moment he swallows he quickly opens his mouth once more, eager to let Angelina fill him with her piss once again.
Watching as Harry begins to gulp down her piss, Angelina stares at one of the hottest things she's ever seen. As she feels the flow begin to end she takes a step forward, placing the tip of her cock within his lips, she delivers the last tinkle directly. As the stream ends, she feels Harry's tongue begin to clean her cock instantly.
Pulling back, the older witch drops to her knees before grabbing Harry's face. Pulling him close she attacks his mouth with a passion, uncaring about the taste of her own piss against her tongue.
Letting the shocked wizard go, Angelina stares into his eyes.
"That does it Harry… I don't care if it's the 2nd, 3rd, 4th or even 12th Mrs Potter," Angelina says with a passion. "You just say the word, and I'm in."
Letting go, Angelina stands up before winking at Harry and turning to the showers.
"Also, I had the camera working for that entire thing so you can tell Hermione she's welcome."
Blushing hard, and covered in various bodily fluids, Harry quickly jumps up to go join the witch in cleaning up.
"Erm, I might need more than one copy." Harry calls out, much to her loud amusement.