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Chapter 76: Fay Dunbar (R-18)

Looking through the ceiling in the Great Hall, Harry saw that it was a pleasant morning today. The heavy clouds of pewter gray that swirled about overhead all last week was gone, now the sun was shining brightly in the sky and the clouds were pleasantly drifting about.

Harry, Neville, and Hermione double checked their homework as they silently ate their breakfast. A few seats along, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were discussing magical methods of aging themselves and bluffing their way into the Triwizard Tournament.

"Today's not bad outside," Neville noted, while running his finger down his Herbology homework, to double check for any mistakes, or more like they were. He was the master when it came to magical plants and fungi, so they always deferred to his wisdom on the matter.

"We got Herbology with and Care of Magical Creatures with the Hufflepuffs. And arithmancy with the Ravenclaws. Pretty good," he said with a happy nod.

Of course he meant they did not have to deal with the Slytherins. Harry learned they weren't all bad, they might be a bit pretentious, but after meeting Daphne, Tracey, and Zabini he learned that there might be some actual decent folk in that house. But still, people like Draco and his ilk spread a bad image of the house, making most distance themselves or in his house share a deep enmity towards them all.

"Well then, let's head out," Harry said as he finished up the last of his meal. It wasn't as fancy as the stuff that Kreacher, but he made do with that he had. He had been after all living on his relative's scraps for over a decade, he never he imagined he would developed a fancy palate or anything.

Put food in front of him, and he would devour it.

"Ahh, Hermione," he said as he and Neville got up and were ready to head out, but the busy hair witch was in one of her distracted bouts that took her fancy whenever.

"Yes, yes," she said as she collected her books, "let's go."

Staring at her all day as they made it through their Herbology and then came to their Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid, Harry couldn't make heads or tails what was bothering her.

He knew something was, get to know someone for over years and you know when they are upset about something. But he didn't know what it was.

Paying attention to Hagrid for the moment as he brought in a Diricawl for the day.

The big man begin to talk about the bird like creature.

It was like plump prehistorical chicken more than anything with rainbow colored fluffy feathers.

"Dis bird is known as a Dodo ter de muggles. So'tiz a flightless magical bird dat can be mostly foun' in de island of Mauritius in the Indian Ocean. While the muggles believed dis bird ter be extinct, in reality, it existed an' 'ad de ability ter disappear an' reappear anywhere close at hand as a means av escapin' danger. An' as yer can note it is very similar ter apparition, that's cos we wizards invented de spell after watchin' an' learnin' from these magical creatures. So de next time yer see a Portkey, Vanishing Cabinet, or the Floo Network, you can thank these birds for existence of them all."

Nodding his head along as he listened to Hagrid go on about the creature with students taking down notes, Harry felt like giving himself a pat on the back. The big man was doing very well, as he took to heart all the avises he offered him, and brought his classes to a whole nother level from before. Now he looked very professional and scholarly as he had a clear goal in mind.

It wasn't that he didn't know the matters, to be honest Hagrid was the best Magizoology he knew of. But the man did need certain guidance here and there.

"Now," he continued, "De the International Confederation of Wizards 'ad not seen fit ter revayle dat de animal still existed, since it would have raised muggle awareness of the more magical."

Getting to his closing remarks, Hagrid slapped his hands together, "Alright, let's try ter get ter meet these creatures," he said as he brought along the one he had near by which he used to show as an example while leading them to a pen with a dozen of the magical creature caged inside.

"Make sure ter be extra careful wi' dees creatures, they are a bit frightful an' any sudden movement yer show they 'ill flee. So approach dem very carefully an' slowly, hold out your hands like dis," he said as demonstrated holding out his open palm towards the Diricawl he had at hand which sniffed at it and turned around.

"If they see yer mean no 'arm den they 'ill not flee, and me job 'ill be all the more easier if I do not have to hunt dem down."

"Alright," he said as he opened up the pen, "partner up, an' try to tame one of them. Der goal is for yer al' ter at least pluck one feather from it. Then yer get a passin' grade.

Snacks are here," he said as he indicated to his right, "they love treats, so if you feed them some, yer 'ill be their best friend."

As everyone rushed about to get someone to partner up, a very familiar voice came from right behind him. "Would you like to partner up?"

Turning around to face Fay Dunbar who was grinding at him. Harry shrugged his shoulders, "Yea, sure," he said.

She was a much taller girl nearing his height with brown hair that reached to her shoulder blades. She had sharp blue eyes, a long face with sharp features, a straight nose, full red lips, a toned athletic figure with all the right curves, and large breasts that fit perfectly.

She was the picture of a fine athletic young woman. Harry couldn't deny he found her attractive, they were housemates so they meet on several occasions and knew each other well.

Approaching one Diricawl who stood along near a tree, the creature turned to face them at their approach.

"Here, here," Harry said as he snapped his finger at it and held out a treat for it.

Looking at him with a tilted head as it looked up at him, then down at the treat, it took a hesitant step forward.

"Here you go," Harry said as he bent his waist down to be level with it.

Slowly plodding up to him, the rainbow colored bird finally came up to him and took a tentative bite of the snack he held out. Once it saw that nothing was wrong with it, it swallowed the rest of it whole.

"You are really good at this, huh," Fay noted.

"Yea, I dealt with a bunch of creatures over the summer," he answered with a grin. "The key to win them over is bribe, and belly rubs," he said as he begin to scratch behind the magical bird's ear.

Purring softly, he smiled down at the strange bird, as he softly plucked a loose feather from it. These things were of great use as it could be incorporated into a number of magical devices for teleportation use.

"Yeah," Fay said, "and we are already down without task."

"Mhm," he said as he pocketed the feather to bring to Hagrid. "What do you want to do for the rest of the time?" he asked as he was too far distracted with petting the creature.

"Oh, I know," the perfectly fit witch answered as he could detect a hint of mischief in her tone.

Suddenly he felt a hand reach into his robes very discreetly, and go for his boxers.

Looking over to face his partner with his widening in shock, the fit and strap young woman looked at him playfully. "Don't worry," she said as her fingers found their way to his already hardening erection. "I cast a notice-me-not charm, so its just the two of us, and this bird does a wonderful job blocking us off with the tree also right next to us."

Harry really didn't know how to feel about this, on the one hand he would like more than anything to go ahead with this rump. But on the other hand, he really didn't want to be caught in front of the whole class even with a notice-me-not charm protecting them and keeping them just on the edge of everyone's view.

Still it would have been better if they could go under his invisibility cloak, but them everyone would wonder where they went.

Nevertheless, the decision was made for him as Fay begin to stroke him. Her fingers were very soft and warm, and he was so taken back he let out a sharp intake of breath.

Looking around to see if anyone spotted him, he saw that everyone was busy with their bird.

Absently giving the Diricawl another snack as he was so focuses with the soft ministrations he was getting, Harry felt like blowing his load. Though as not to dirty his clothing, and leave a white patch on it, he held it in, and decided to enjoy her efforts.

Her hand pumped up and down his length as she went faster and faster to get him to release. Then to add to his growing pain, or should he say happy pains, she begin to bite his ear lobe, and then kiss along his jawline and neck.

"Mmm," she murmured into his ear, "are you very close, Sir~"

Giving her the look which said it all, Harry decided to return the favor, he might not be able to fuck her right here and nor, but he had other tools at hand.

This time it was her taking in a surprised breath as his hand went into her robes and started massaging her damp panties.

She was just waiting for his cock to find its way into her, and he would have loved to give it, but circumstance of course prevented him.

"How do you like being on the receiving end?" he asked her as she got a taste of her own medicine.

"A-ahh," she moaned as her eyes fluttered shut and close. He could tell she was really enjoying his soft massage as she tried to hold back anything louder than a scream, but it was really getting hard to do so.

Grinning, Harry decided to up the antics, as his fingers slipped past her panties and into her wet, wanton little honey pot.

She was ready dripping wet with want, as she quivered when two of his fingers went up her tunnels.

To silence her before she could begin to sing out loud, Harry's lips found their way into her own, and he begin to break into a passionate kiss with her.

Her lips were so soft and delicate, it was as if he was parting with soft clouds, and he got a real good taste for her as his tongue started massing with her own.

"Alright," a giant booming voice suddenly called, causing the two of them to suddenly break away from what they were doing.

"Pack up, class is over. Brin' de feateh yer collected ter me, and yer can al' be on yer way!"

Lining up as everyone presented the feather they were able to pluck from the Diricawl, Harry and Fay did their best to smooth their clothing over, and look as presentable as possible.

Being the last people to came up to Hagrid, Harry gave him the feather he was able to collect. "Ahhh, Harry," he said as she stopped him in his tracks. For a moment, Harry thought he was able to pierce their small veil and catch what they were doing.

"Do yer 'av class after dis?"

"No," Harry answered with a shake of his head as did Fay. "Just Arithmancy later in the evening."

"Good, very good," he said, "then could yer help me recapture de Diricawl that apparated away. I 'ill toss in extra credit for yer," he added with a wink.

"Yea, sure," Harry said with a sigh of relief more than the idea of looking forward to extra credit.

"You too, little lady," he added towards Fay.

"it would be my pleasure," Fay answered.

"Alright," he said, "I will head in that direction. Yer go there, let's meet back in a hour or two."

"That's plenty of time," Fay said as he noticed a wicked look in her eyes. He could tell what she had in mind to pass the time.

"Good," the gentle half giant said as he trotted off, leaving the two of them standing there.

Grabbing her by her arm, Harry dragged Fay off of to a stand of trees and onto her knees with one hand, while pulling out his cock free from his robes with the other. There was no way he could stop himself now, his prick was throbbing hard and it was honestly getting a little painful trying to keep his erection within the confines of his pants.

He knew what his little brother wanted, and he was ready to give it to it.

It's immensely pleasurable to smack his fat cock down onto Fay's upturned face and watch her eyes go crossed while her pupils dilate, and her nostrils flare as she stares at his dick hungrily.

Now that she got to get a good look at his cock instead of just a feel, she got treated to the full glory of it. Anytime a woman saw his massive, massiveness they were shocked into silence and awe.

It really was a magnificent, all 10 inches of it with veining veins, a massive egg sized cockhead, and ball sacks the size of tennis ball, filled to the brim with virile seed ready to impregnate any women's womb it enter.

In an instant, she took him into her mouth, before Harry can even react or do the honors himself. He grunted as she bobbed up and down his length, her blue eyes never once leaving his face, and he groaned as her tongue did some very interesting things along the underside of his cock.

Panting hard as he could feel his eyes turn red with want, Harry stares down at Fay with a dark animalistic gaze.

"So this is what you really wanted, you horny little slut. This is what you were looking for, huh?" he asked in a harsh tone. His baser nature was taking over as he soon had his fingers grabbing a bunch of her hair.

Soon, the fit and perfect witch was gagging on his dick, though from the hazy look of pleasure in her eyes, she doesn't mind it one bit.

"Ack! Ack! Ack!"

As she choked on his cock and gagged along his member with her drool and saliva and slobber slowly slide down along his balls,Fay Dunbar looked undeniably happy as he shoved his cock deeper into her esophagus.

He honestly can't get enough of it as he face fucked her with all his might, ruining her pretty face in turn.

Harry didn't let up for a single moment as he plowed away at his partner's throat.

"You need to be taught a lesson! Once and for all!" he panted out as the feel of her hot wet mouth felt just perfect, it was like she found a sauna for his dick.

"Mmm," she moaned, sending vibrations along his length.

Getting more and more into it, Harry grabbed one of her hanging boobs and begin to maul at it with his fingers sending red marks all over it.

However it was his release that caught him by surprise. He was so lost in his own lust that he did even feel it coming, before suddenly, he's just outright unloading down fay's throat.

Just as he didn't see it coming, neither did Fay herself as her eyes go wide in surprise, her nostrils flare, and then his cum is exploding out of her nose and the sides of her mouth as she chokes and gags on his white, hot jizz. It makes an utter mess of her, and leaves her looking dazed and glazed over, even as Harry pulls out of her throat finally.

"Clean yourself up. We're not done yet," he said with a wicked grin.

Fay was a total mess as she had saliva and his cum running down her face and on to her breasts. Her lips were puffed up by his brutal face fucking, and her eyes looked glazed over.

She did as she was told, while Harry watched her, stroking his member with one hand. Bringing her hands up to her face, Fay begins to scoop dollops of his seed off of her cheeks and chin, even as she licks at her upper lip, slurping up his cum. She cleans off her fingers afterwards, and then some, continuing on until her face is pristine.

Flushed with arousal, looking up at him with a smoky look and fuck me eyes, Fay gives a coy smile, despite the face fucking she'd just received.

He couldn't deny it, that it gave him a real hard on.

Chuckling darkly, Harry whispers to her, "Naughty girls like you deserve one thing and one thing alone. To get FUCKED!"

With that, Harry was upon her like a big bad wolf, he already had so many wicked things in mind, plus the time to spare as well.

It was only after 6 whole hours that they came back to Hagrid, with nothing in hand!

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Chapter 77: Professor Septima Vector Pt. 2(R-18)

"Ahh, I see that you are late again, Mr. Potter, "Professor Septima Vector noted as he walked into the classroom.

"Sorry, Professor," he said as he scratched the back of his head, "I got caught up with some stuff."

"Mmm, really," she said in a sarcastic tone, "so you think that gives you an excuse to be tardy in my class?"

"No," he answered as he held his head down in respect and mock humility. If she wanted to give him a talking down to, then that was her right. He guessed it was his fault for getting so caught up with Fay, and not noticing that the time went by so fast.

"Well then," she said as she turned his back on him, "I believe you can report in for detention with me later today."

Nodding his head, Harry replied, "As you say, Professor."

"Now go take a seat," she said as she pointed to an empty desk. Turning to look at the classroom, "Where was I, O, yes. So as I was saying..."

"What is it and you Slytherin house heads?" Neville wondered.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, even though he knew what he was talking about.

"Well, you do get in an awfully lot of trouble with them," Lavender Brown noted.

"But to be fair, I guess I did deserve this detention," he said with a shrug.

"Wonder what she is going to have you do," Neville posed to no one in particular.

"I heard that she once had a Hufflepuff, wipe clean all the windows," Fred stated in a low whisper.

"What's wrong with that?" Parvati Patil asked in confusion. "Then she has nothing against the punishments that Professor Snape or Professor McGonagall could wipe up."

"Well she had them doing it from outside, using a muggle rope," George clarified.

"That has to be like illegal, it's just too dangerous," Lavender.

"Dangerous or not, you never want to mess with Professor Septima!" Fred said as his brother nodded his head along.

"What do you have to say, Hermione?" he asked the bushy haired witch.

"Oh, best of luck," she said with a soft smile, clearly not paying attention for the hundredth time.

"Well I got to go," Harry said with a shake of his head. He really didn't want to add more tardiness to his list.

When Harry finally reached the classroom, he was a little surprised to find it dark and seemingly empty. However, the door was open a crack, so he went on inside looking around for the Professor he was suppose to do detention with.

"Ah, Professor Septima?" he called out to the empty dark classroom, "Hello? Are you here?"

Not seeing the older woman anywhere around, Harry frowned. Was this not where his detention was supposed to be at?

Maybe he was suppose to meet up with her in her office, he mused.

It's in that moment that the lights turn on, the door to Septima's classroom closes, and Harry looks up to find a sight that he never expected to see staring back at him. She must have been hiding behind the door when he came in, because right there, in the flesh was Septima Vector.

"A-Ah, sorry Professor, I… wait, Professor?" he said in complete and utter confusion.

She wasn't wearing any of her professional and sharp formal business attire that she usually liked to wear.

Instead, the bespectacled brunette was wearing the uniform more fit for a seductress made out of black leather stripes that barely covered her up as her naked pussy, her pert behind and her pale thighs were on open display.

Plus the attire was blouse split open, allowing for her sizable bust to sit freely and be on partial display. Then of course he noticed the riding crop in her hands which she used it to smack into her open palm.

Harry's mouth was unbelievably dry as he stares at Septima with wide eyes, unable to tear his eyes away. Smiling rather lewdly, the brunette woman clicked the lock on the door behind her shut and then saunters forward, never taking her eyes off of his.

"Good evening, Professor. I'm here for my detention," he said the first thing that came to mind as he was drawing a blank on everything else.

"I can see that," she said with a wicked grin, "and you must have been a very bad, bad boy, mmm?"

"I guess so," he answered as he took a deep swallow as she drew up to him and ran her fingers along his jawline.

"You want to tell me what happens to very bad boys," she whispered to his ear as he could feel her hot breath beating right against him.

"Aaaa..." he said like an idiot.

"They get punished, "she answered for him as she pushed him back on to a desk. Then she sat back on her desk and pointed her riding crop at him which glowed a magical light, he figured that it must have been her wand she transfigured into a riding crop.

Suddenly he was pulled towards her, or more like the desk he laid prone on, then she parted away his robes and through his boxers she drew out his already hardening cock.

There was no way you could fault him for that reaction, this was just too sexy!

"Tck, look at you," she said as she ran her riding crop against his length, "getting this hard for your teacher. What a very naughty boy you are."

"I guess you will need to punish me very well for that," he chuckled, playing into her little fantasy she set up. She seem to put a lot of effort into it, so he guessed he would play along with her for the moment.

"Yes, I will," she said as she pulled out her stocking-clad legs. Then wrapping her feet around his cock she begin to ran along it.

"Lay back," she said as she pushed him down with her riding crop as he arched his back in a groan. "I will take care of it all," she said with a grin.

Then using one of her feet, she begin to rub at his cock head while continuing with what she was doing before with the other leg.

"I am about to explode," Harry said with a grunt.

"Let it out, let it all out," Septima answered as she picked up her pace

Letting his seed rain down from above, his cum soon covered all of her stockings and even got far enough to reach her panties.

"Now why don't we move on to the main course," Septima stated already rearing to go as she wrapped her arms around her own student and pulled him into a hot and intense round of kissing. She seemed intent to shove her tongue deep inside Harry's mouth and get the full taste of him.

Harry grabbed her hips from the other side and pushed her against him as he grinded his cock against her groin. Fingers teased the side of Septima's breasts, she let out a low wine when he pulled away from her.

"You are really pent up, huh?" Harry asked with a grin.

"You have no idea, after our last encounter. You have left me wanting more, a lot more," Septima responded as a sly smile split and she grabbed Harry's robes and then begin to pulled it over his head to reveal his toned chest and abs. One look at it made Septima begin to rub her thighs together.

"Why are you so hot?" Septima asked as she bit her lips. She spoke these words while tracing patterns on Harry's chest and abs.

Harry responded by tracing his fingers down and push his fingers closer down to the promised land.

"I can ask you the same," he replied as his hand disappeared beneath dripping wet honey pot.

"Harry," she moaned as he brushed against her slit with a gentle touch. "Inside, I want it inside," she said with a low moan grabbing his tool and trying to line it up against her hungry little kitten.

"Patience," Harry said as he pressed his lips behind her ear and gave her a few tender sucks. A nibbling on the back of her ear prompted the Professor to gasp, and Harry just kept on nibbling on the side of her neck.

The young man started to push his finger deep inside her which caused her to clench him a bit harder. "How do you feel now?" he asked, already knowing the answer of course, but still posting git to her.

"Good, so good," she moaned in answer.

Harry explored the inside of her pussy as he slipped in another finger. The Arithmancy teacher started to grind her hips up and down, pumping her hips down against his powerful fingers.

"You're feeling good, huh?" Harry asked as a third finger slipped inside her dripping hot pussy. He saw Septima bit down on her lip and nodded in response.

"Yes, you make me feel soooo good!" Septima yelled as some of her love juice spilled out.

"You know I think you are the naughty one," Harry mused out loud. "Someone can walk in at any time and you can get in so much trouble. Still it makes you so hot, huh?"

"Yes," she moaned as he hit all the right spots for her. "Yes, I am such a baaad teacher. Seducing my own student, and wanting him sooo bad," she answered truthfully as her wet pussy clenched around Harry's fingers and started to soak them.

Pulling them out, Harry held them out for her inspection, "Taste how horny you are," he said.

Septima obediently took Harry's fingers into her mouth. She was a good pet and sucked the juices off of him. The moment she begin to suck at them, Harry decided to move to the next stage. He used his free hand and undid the claps that held her leather clothing, cause her large D-Cup breasts to spill out for his consumption.

"You know what these breasts are good for, don't you?" Harry asked as he gave her breasts a few squeezes.

She nodded in response like a good little kitty, and got down onto her knees. The woman really got an up and personal look at his marvelous cock. This time she was able to take it all in and he could see it aroused her.

"Are you going to stare all day, or are you going to give me some pleasure?" Harry asked with a raised eye brow showing how displeased he was getting with her.

Septima took her large breasts and placed Harry's cock around them. The warmth of her breasts pressed against his cock sent shivers along his spin as it felt just wonderful.

Then she started to pump his cock up and down, Harry enjoyed the mature breasts sliding up and down his thick rod. His Professor's breasts kept rubbing up and down on his manhood.

"Your tits feel so good," he commented. "I can't wait to cum on them," he then added with a wicked grin.

Septima too seem unable to wait for him to cum on them as well as the sexy Professor rocked her breasts up and down on him then smooshed it tight to bring some pressure to bear.

"Oh, I want that too, Harry," Septima purred. "I want your sticky spunk all over my face, my tits, and in my mouth. I want your warm cum all over my nice soft tits. Feel them, they're soft are they?"

Harry reached around and grabbed Septima's nipples which were just ripe for picking, then he begin to tease them as his fingers started to pinch and pull at them.

Septima seem to enjoy it very much as she begin to sing for him, showing her appreciation the older woman swirled her tongue around the edge of his cock head which stuck out par to the way when it plunged deeper inside her cleavage.

Harry enjoyed her talented tongue and large soft breasts pressing on other side of his cock. She slid her breasts all the way down his thick and throbbing cock.

Septima tipped back just in time to receive the first spurt of cum. Harry's cock spewed his cum all over her with a series of rapid fire shots.

The explosion of cum fired her in the face. His powerful cum stuck to her forehead, her cheeks, and into her mouth. Harry coated her breasts with his sticky seed. Harry rocked his thick cock as far between Septima's milking tits as he could manage.

The contents of his balls covered her. Septima pulled away and held out her hands to allow it to drop onto her hands.

Harry smiled and observed his professor slowly licking her hands clean. She drank up his seed like it was her lifeblood. The eyes of Septima Vector clouded over. Hunger continued to dance through her eyes. The woman sucked her fingers dry, then she asked, "How do you want to take me?" in an innocent tone which totally belied her.

"Mmm," he said as he thought it over, then his eyes ran over her shapely ass and he answered with a chuckle. "Bent over!"

"So you want to take me from behind?" Septima asked, doing as told as she turned around and showed him her bare pussy.

Harry's hand ran over her ass, softly caressing them while he pushed the tip of his head against her hot entrance.

"I'm going to fuck your brains out," he stated as if it was a certain fact. He lined his throbbing prick up against her womanhood and pushed the edge of his thick head against her pussy.

Septima stretched around him, his thick and veiny cock shoved inside her deep. He could feel her tunnels wrapping around his manhood as he slide deep inside her depths.

"Dang," he swore, "you really are tight."

"What can I say," she moaned, "it has been ages since I had a real man!"

"Ah yeah, I can see that," Harry said as he speared into her. "Looks like someone's been missing this, if the way your pussy is tightening so desperately around my cock is any indication."

Septima moaned at the degrading, humiliating dirty talk even as Harry began to pound into her sexy beautiful body as she rode him up and down on his cock. Harry watched one in amusement as shameful arousal, whimpers and whines and mewls coming out of her pretty lips.

In and out he went into her, ina nd out. Each time her ass jiggled up against Harry's crouch and her no nonsense face became more and more slutty. Her tits bounced and jiggled along with her, and her fit and perfect abdomen flexed and undulated as she got the best fucking in ages.

Septima cooed in delight and gasped when Harry's mouth started to lavish the back of her neck. He could see that the love bites sparked a new feeling of desire and lust in her.

"I am so closeeee!" Septima yelled as her body got racked with shivers of ecstasy.

"Do you think I deserve full marks for this, Professor?" Harry asked with a chuckle as he pounded into her cunt like no tomorrow.

"I think you deserve more than that, Mr. Potter," she answered as she leaned in and begin to break into a passionate kiss with him.

Laughing wickedly as he squeezed his professor's nipples and gave them a slight twist. This drove her nuts, and he guessed it was what also drove her over the edge.

Septima's hips bucked back and started to milk Harry's incoming thrusts. Harry pushed inside her with another long and powerful thrust which buried himself inside her body.

The older women let out a loud scream as she felt that final thrust completely, back arching as the pleasure was too much to contain, Septima came, and she came hard.

Her love juiced exploded out in a wave as she looked more like she was peeing than coming. He saw her orgasm run down her legs in rivets and even some got on him.

Then picking right back up as if she just didn't have the orgasm of her life, Harry went back to thrusting in her.

Harry's lingered hands on her breasts started to come down to her second perky assets. Then he slapped sown on her ass as the sound of it echoed throughout the whole room. The response of Septima's pussy clenching him made Harry want to drive himself into her depths even more. The contents of his balls threatened to spill out into her.

Harry could feel his release close at hand, as he slowly but surely fucked Septima into kingdom cum. Her eyes rolled up in her head and her tongue lulled out of her skull.

Septima's wet walls contracted around him. The orgasm exploded through her body and coated him. This allowed Harry to push himself further around him.

"Look at you, you're cumming again," Harry said. "You're addicted to my cock, aren't you?"

"Yes," Septima answered with a long sigh, "very much so!"

The vixen drilled her pussy down onto Harry's cock. She panted and grew heavier with desire. The thick manhood buried deep inside her dripping hot pussy.

"Just couldn't get enough huh?" Harry with a dark chuckle, giving her ass a nice little pinch. "And you're going to cum all over my cock again, aren't you?"

Septima couldn't deny it as she felt another release emanate.

Harry massaged her ass while thrusting up at her at the same time. The combination drove Septima further towards the edge. His big manhood buried into her stomach and stuffed her so well.

"Well here is what you have been looking for," Harry said as he felt his balls churn.

Harry could feel her pussy dampened in anticipation of what was to come, and Harry didn't disappoint in the least bit. The first burst of cum struck in the back of her womb. Septima clutched the side of his shoulder and pushed her pussy down onto his throbbing manhood.

Harry enjoyed the feel of her pussy contracting around him and milking every drop of his seed. He spilled his seed into her womb while enjoying her ass pressed up against his crotch area.

The moment Harry finished and the two of them came down from the mutual pleasure, Harry slowly pulled out of her. "I guess detention is over, huh," Harry asked as he popped his cock out of her like a corkscrew.

"No," the older woman answered with a shake of her head, he could see that took a lot out of her as she really had no energy to do anything.

"You got a lot more detentions in store for you, Mr. Potter," she said with a sultry grin.

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Chapter 78: Susan Bone (R-18)

Walking through the hallways of Hogwarts, Harry had a lot on his mind. He really did have a lot of luck with the ladies these past few days, it wasn't like he didn't before since he got his chances once in a while.

However now it was the author of his story who was trying to cram in so much!

Musing to himself, Harry heard a noise from up ahead, curious to know what it was he followed it to its trace.

Coming to a slightly agar door he could hear the banging and thump of something going on inside. Taking a peek, he saw the lay out of a training room inside with a mat laid on on the floor, a tool racket set to the side, benches set against the wall to rest, a few animated magical dummies shouting. "have at it!"

In the center of the room duking it out with the magical training dummies was Susan Bones, she looked more akin to dancing really as she gracefully dodged the dummies attacks and fired off a volley of attacks.

Being intrigued with the wonderful sight, and the great display of power Harry unknowingly leaned in too close and the ancient door of the long abandoned training room creaked open.

Suddenly, Susan spun around as quick as a whip. and had her wand pointed at the door, "Who's there?" she shouted with her wand glowing a dangerous iridescence.

Stepping out of the shadow he was hanging out in, Harry came into the light with his hands out. "It's just me," he said, "Don't fire!"

"Harry?" Susan confusion as she dropped her wand to the side. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Well I heard the noises, and wondered what was going on, and I guess you can tell what happened next."

"Yeah," she said with an awkward grin, "I come here when I can to train!"

"I can see," he said with a nod, then he exclaimed, "Oh shit, watch out," he shouted as he held out his hand in some sort of plea to stop one of the dummies come up behind the blonde with its wooden sword raised high into the air.

Acting on reflect, she rolled under the blow and came up to send a spell right at the animated thing's cartoonish face.

Coming to a stop when he saw that she had been able to handle herself, Harry commented, "You are really good!"

"Yea, but not good enough to defeat, Daphne," she stated giving the dummy that fell to the ground a kick.

"Well," he said as he walked up to her, "It was a close match. Either of you could have really had it."

"I know," she said with a sigh, "but what was all the training I have been doing with my aunt worth if I just can't take down a Slytherin princess!?"

"I guess we all know that she is more than a dainty princess, huh?" he laughed, but seeing how downcast she was, he went on a limb.

"What if we train together, huh?" Harry asked. "Getting some instructions from the Hogwarts Duelling Champion himself has to be worth something, right!?"

"Really?" she asked as she looked up at him with stars in her eyes, "You would do that for me?"

"Sure," Harry answered with a nod, not expecting that sort of reaction from her.

"Great where should we get started?" she asked.

"Ahhh... let's look at your defense first," he said, "I think that is what pulled you down against Daphne Greengrass."

Doing as commanded she pulled her wand out on the ready, "Okay," he said as he walked up to her, "most people think its the way you hold your wand that matter, but the truth is, it's all in the stance!" he spoke, basically repeated everything Sirius thought him.

Resting his arm on her hips as fixed her stance and then stretched out her legs, he could smell her scent up this close of fresh cherries and raspberries. With the way she squirmed in his hands as her faced heated up, he could tell she begined how close he was to just as he did too.

"Let's do some mock duels," he said as he stepped back from her and took out his wand. He could see from the way her shoulders slumped a bit, she really didn't want him to leave, but she still got ready in earnest to fight him.

Practicing throughout the whole day, as he gave her advice freely and pointers here and there. Harry could see from how heavy she was panting, that it was enough for today, so he decided to call it quits.

"Alright let's end practice for here today," he said as he withdrew his wand.

"Sure," the cute blonde answered as she grabbed a towel she brought and begin to wipe at the sweat lining her forehead. Then walking up to him, she did something he really didn't expect as she gave him a deep hug.

"Thank you," she said into his shoulder, then stepping back as he could see the blush on her face, she pulled her hair behind her ear and asked, "Want to do this another time?"

"Yea, sure," he said with a nod of his head a bit distracted by the sudden close contact.

"Alright," she said as she head her head, it would seem that was too much for and took all the bravery she could muster. Harry couldn't help shaking his head, Susan was an absolute Queen on the battle field, but when it came to social interactions she was as shy as a maiden.

Not even realizing what he was doing, Harry leaned in and gave her a deep passionate kiss. At first, she looked surprised as her eyes widened until they looked like they would pop out of her head, then unexpectedly she leaned into the kiss enjoying smashing lips with him.

Breaking away, Harry finally realized what he had done, "Oh, I am so sorry," he said looking a aghast at what he had done. Though deep down he really wasn't sorry about it, getting a full taste of her was divine.

"It's alright," she blushed. "I... I... always had a crush on you," she got out in one breath.

"Really?" he asked in surprised, but he guessed he should have known it. Sirius did after all teach him all the signs that showed when a woman liked you, like really really liked you.

And Susan Bone showed all the signs!

Nodding her head demurely, he could see that she wanted to just hide her head.

"Well then," Harry said with a wicked grin, "I guess I must return the feeling..."

Then, he leans in and gives her a chaste kiss on the lips, before slowly leading her into a bed he transfigured on the spot. Susan allows him to take control of the situation, her own inexperience shining through as Harry takes her in hand and guides her along.

Once they reach the end of her bed, Harry pulls Susan into a deeper kiss as he begins to lashing tongues with her.

As he slides his hands over her body and begins to undo the buttons on her robes, Susan brings up her own hands as well. Though her fingers tremble and she is clearly not as sure of her course as he is, the beautiful witch still does her part.

Together, they strip each other off while they continue to share a passionate kiss, until they are both wearing nothing more than their undergarments.

Shigure pulls off Susan's bra, but when the blonde-haired noble pureblood moves her hands towards his boxers, he stops her and gives her a confident smile. "Go and lay down on the bed," he whispers to her

Wearing nothing but her panties, the innocent and pure maiden obeys.

Slipping off his boxers, his raging hard erection flopping free of its confines, as it throbbed with a deep lusted hunger.

Harry moved to join her on the bed. Susan lays on her back, so innocent and our, while he could feel the nervousness boiling off of her in waves, but he also caught some excitement in her eyes as filled with anticipation with what would happen next.

Her hands were near her chest, as if she did not know what to do with them, and he could see the tiches of nervousness on the. So Harry took them both in his own and grabbed them both at the wrist and pushing them over her head.

Harry closely looked at the pair of breasts in front of him. They were just as lovely as the rest of her. C-cups and round and wonderfully perky, they were capped with pink, puffy nipples that Harry couldn't wait to suck. In fact, Harry didn't wait. Leaning in, he grabbed one breast with his free hand and started his massage early while he kissed his way around her other breast before licking her nipple and finally sucking it into his mouth.

Susan let loose a loud gasp at the development as her face blushed a even deeper red. This was all clearly new to her, and a first really. But being with him seem to make her happy in some fashion.

His tongue danced against her hardening nipple which seem to let loose incredible moans from her. Harry kissed, and licked, and nipped at her sensitive flesh which soon had her swooning.

Suddenly his lips left her nipple, and Suan let out a soft whine from her throat as she clearly did not want him to leave. Fortunately, his lips were still in action as they went down her well tonned tummy, exploring every inch of her open flesh.

Lower he continued to go as he let go of her hands to continue and Susan finally had a great idea on what to do with them. Running her fingers through his messy black locks as his lips came to her wide curvey hips.

Harry could feel her breath fluttered as his kisses then were laid upon the front of her lace panties. "Let's get rid of these, my love," he whispered softly to her. Without waiting for her reply, Harry begin to lower her panties down.

She didn't stop him in the least bit, but actually helped him by wiggling her hips and letting him slip it past her ankles and off her feet.

Finally she was laid out before him absolutely naked!

"My, my," he said with a soft smile, "aren't you a vision," he said as he took her in, in all her naked glory.

Covering herself, all Susan could do was cover up her ample bussom, leaving her glistening little kitty still on full display.

"Agh, agh," Harry said with a waggle of his finger.

Slowly removing her arm from her breasts, he told her, "There is no reason why you should cover yourself in front of me, dear."

"Mmm," she whimpered as he begin to rub his hard throbbing length against her slit. Harry could feel how wet she was as she was just waiting for him to enter her, but he didn't do so.

"Please..." Susan said once she saw that he was happy with continuing with his course of action.

"Please what, my love?" Harry asked in false innocent.

"P-please enter me. Give me your penis," she answered shyly as he could see she just wanted to dig a hole and put her head inside it.

"Say cock," Harry amended as he picked up some pace, causing her to moan out loud.

"Please Harry give me your cock."

"Good," Harry said as he positions the tip of his member at Susan's entrance. He looks down in her chestnut colored eyes and she stares back up at him with open apprehension and lust. Then as he slowly entered her, Harry enjoyed the way her face slowly transforms as he penetrated inside of her, sinking into her moist depths inch by inch.

He pushed headlong into her as her tunnels wrapped around him. Susan's lips part at that, but before the resulting cry can leave them, Harry leads in and captured her mouth with his own, silencing her cry.

He kissed her heatedly, making her forget all about the pain she must be suffered, and instead focus on him and the pleasure building up.

Finally, he pushed into as he deep as he wanted for now, and begin the process of pulling out of her. It was like their bodies had been made for each other. Slowly Harry thrust his hips forward and he could see the wincing on Susan's face as he plunged deeper into.

Once he was firmly inside of her again, Harry begin to fuck her in earnest, slowly at first thrust in and out of her cunt as he made love to the sweet, blonde-haired little badass beneath him right then and there.

When she begin to sing into his mouth, Harry finally pulls back and broke off their kiss.

"A-Ah… Harry more, p-please, give me more," she moaned out loud.

He grins down at her, and so as not one to disappoint her, that was exactly what Harry gave her.

He fucked Susan long and hard in the missionary position they were in, as his speed picked up from the slow leisurely pace it was in. He could see how crimson her face was, but all the same she continued to moan and mewl pathetically under him.

Grabbing on tight to her thighs to get some form of steadiness, Harry slams home into Susan's cunt over and over and over again, fucking her as hard as he can, plowing away at her extremely tight and slick pussy.

And Harry can't stop himself as he fucked her harder and faster as soon the transfigured bed was creaking under them

Plowing into her inter folds, Harry leans forward and feasts his eyes on her wonderful titties, framed perfectly by well muscled legs and toned stomach. Sucking on one and then the other, Harry enjoys playing with the other breast absently with whatever he isn't slurping on.

All the while, Susan moans, and squeals growl louder and louder as he pistons his thick, throbbing prick in and out of her.

"I think something is coming, Harry," she says innocently, not knowing it's her orgasm building up.

"Don't worry," Harry says breathlessly, "something is coming for me." He could also feel his release emanate. Giving her a few more long thrusts as he bangs into her womb like a siege ram, Harry let loose a triumphant roar as he thrusts deeper into her than ever before.

Susan cries out in a passionate fashion as the feel of him buried this deep into her is too much and a moment later she begins to cum along his entire cock length.

The feel of her insides squeezing down around him, of her inner walls clenching at his member was just too much for Harry as well and it hastens what was already coming. With a grunt, Harry's seed spills forth from his cock and into Susan's womb. His white, hot ejaculate pours into her, painting her insides with sticky fluid and leaving her absolutely filled with his cum.

Harry groans as his own back arches while Susan's mouth continues to let loose screams of pleasure beneath him.

And then it's over, Harry comes back down from his pleasure high, as does Susan as her far off look begins to gain focus.

His cock was still hard, but he didn't want to turn this into some sort of marathon sex run. This was Susan's first time, he wasn't looking to blow her mind with his skills or anything.

This was just to consummation their new relationship, if you would.

With his cock still buried in Susan's cunt, Harry pulled the both shy and badass with closer to himself. Susan also returned the gesture as she happily cuddles into his chest with a contented sight, nuzzling against him with her small little dainty nose.

Together, they remain like that for a brief time, simply enjoying the silence and each other's company.

"So," Susan said as she seem to build up her nerves, "Do you want to go into Hogsmeade with me next week. I heard Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop is lovely around this time of year."

"I would love that," Harry answered with a grin as he planted a kiss on her forehead.

Chapter 79: Daphne Greengrass (R-18)

Coming down for breakfast, Harry grabbed himself some toast as he sat down at the Gryffindor table.

Looking up at the front tables he saw that old foggy was still not back, "So when do you think that Professor Dumbledore would be back?"

"Not for a while," Hermione answered, "I heard he was all the way in India."

Looking around to see if anyone was listening to them, Neville whispered conspiratorially, "I heard from Gram-Gram that he would be booted from his Supreme Mugwump position in the International Confederation of Wizards."

"Wouldn't we all wish that," Harry murmured to himself, it would be the most wonderful news that topped off his month, if it happened and it was very likely.

"What are you guys whispering about?" Fred asked as he and his twin took a seat from across us.

"Nothing," Harry answered, "did you guys figure out a way to get your names into the tournament?"

"Yea, we got something," George grinned up.

"Something very amazing," Fred stated.

"And ingenious," George added.

"Well I hope it works out for you guys," Harry said. Just then a very beautiful eagle swooped down towards him, and landed on the table in front of him. Without a word, it stuck out its taloned feet at him as if telling him to go ahead, you idiot.

"Man that is a very rare bird," Neville noted as Harry picked around and untied the letter he was looking for.

"You sure know about your birds, huh?" Fred asked jokingly.

Blushing, Neville awkwardly scratched his head, "Well I have been hawking with my family once or twice, and my uncle can never stop going on about birds."

"Mmm," Harry said as he red over the message.

"Who is it from?" Hermione asked out of curiosity, he could see the rest of them were also curious to know.

"I have been invited to lunch," he said as he passed on the message to them.

"Ooo," Fred said as he looked over the letter, "and this is one of those fancy luncheons that noble purebloods do, right?!"

"And it's from a girl," George chuckled.

"Daphne Greengrass, what does she want from you?" Neville asked in confusion.

"I don't know," Harry shrugged his shoulders, this really got him curious to know why she went through all this effort to invite him to a formal lunch.

"What does she want from you?" Hermione sniffed.

"Maybe it's about the incident from potion class," he mused, "I guess she wants to know I am holding up after being attacked by a teacher."

"Nay," Fred said with a wave of his hand.

"She is interested in you," George finished for his brother with a grin.

"I say you should go," Neville cut in, "she is the heiress of the Greengrass family. An Earl like us, so you will need to show the proper decorum and accept or you would be insulting her."

"What do you say, Hermione?" Harry posed as the letter came back to him.

"What do you care of my opinion?" she asked as she turned her head away from him.

Resting his arm on her shoulder, he spoke gently, "You know your opinion is always the most important to me. I know I can always count on your advise, and good wisdom."

Seeing the edge of a blush creep up her neck, she answered briskly, "Well as much as I hate to say it, but you should find out what she wants. Ignoring it won't do you any good."

"Thanks," he smiled down at her, "I know I can always count on you," he stated as his arm slide down under the table and on to her thigh to give it a tight squeeze. Looking at her as she blushed like a pure maiden, Harry couldn't help it as he chuckled deep inside himself.

Since it was a formal lunch, Harry made sure to dress up in his best attires, wearing a dark blue jacket with an intricate floral pattern, and a vest and white shirt underneath it. Harry looked like the picture of a bright auspicious nobleman.

Coming to the agreed meeting place, Harry was surprised when he walked in a terrace that opened up to the forbidden forest. Laid out in the center of the place was a table fit for two, and seated on one of the tables was Daphne who was dressed in a lovely emerald green gown that fit perfectly with her eyes.

"My lady," he greeted her with a grin as he kissed the back of her offered hand.

Staring up at his attire, the ice princess of Slytherin bite her lips, "I never knew you cleaned up so well."

"What can I say," he said as he took a seat, "I look well with anything."

He didn't mention it was Dobby who did all the hard work, it has been only a few months since he entered this high society and there was just no way he knew of what to wear on these occasions.

"I would say," she smiled as she bite the corner of her lips, taking him all in. Just then a house-elf came dressed in a butler uniform and with a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Would you like some Oiolairë red wine of 1977, Monsieur, Madame?"

"Sure," Harry said as he allowed the older house-elf to pour him some of the wine.

"Thank you, Fodbey," Daphne smiled at the house-elf, "bring out the lunch in 5 minutes."

Looking around the place, as he took a sip of his drink, Harry noted, "I never knew this place existed."

"What you have meals with the common rabble?" she asked in surprise as her cold exterior cracked a bit.

"Yea," he said with a shrug of his shoulder.

"Well, all noble children know of a secluded place around the castle where they could have their own meals. I only come down to the Great Hall for feasts."

"Never knew that," he said with a shrug. Neville who he was the only noble pureblood he knew of very well knew ate anywhere else but in the Great hall, but he guessed the boy was never the pretentious lot.

"You know what," she said, "You should come eat with us. Tracey, Blaise, and I have our meals here every day. It would be wonderful to have you here."

"I will try," he said, then changing up the topic he asked, "So why did you invite me here today?"

"Well to be honest I never knew how powerful you were until today. We all heard of your great accomplishments, but to be honest I just thought they were tales, like all those books about you.

"But..." she said as she took a sip of her wine and turned her sharp emerald green eyes upon him, "at the Dueling Tournament you really showed everyone that you are effectively the most powerful wizard in the whole school!"

"I guess so," Harry said with a shrug, then looking at her with furrowed eyebrows, "So what?"

"So what, you ask," she said with a chuckle. "You have shown that you are a powerhouse at such a young age, and there more room for you to grow. Really if you wanted to look at this from another angle, this is just the beginning of your LEGEND!"

Looking at her, all coldness was gone from her face and replaced with fervent excitement, he never expected that sort of expression on her at all but there it was.

"Well good on me," Harry said, "but what does this all have to do with you exactly?"

Before Daphne could answer his question, once again, Fodbey walked into the terrace along with two assistants how rolled in a cart with covered plates. "Your meal, Madame," he bowed to Daphne, then adding, "Monsieur," as he followed it up with a bow to him.

"Thank you, Fodbey," she said as they set the plates down and removed the covers. "Leave us be, and make sure there aren't any ears listening during our meal."

"Yes, Madame," he said with a bow as they left them alone

Looking at his delicate rainbow salmon that seem to glow a bit, Harry wondered if it was the magical variety, nevertheless, he cut himself a slice and took a bite.

"Pretty good," he said with a nod of his head as he wiped at his mouth with a napkin. "Now where were we?" he asked as he set aside his utensils.

"Yes," Daphne said as she took a deep draft of her drink to build up her nerves, "the simple truth is that I want to be part of your legend!"

"Ahhh, what do you mean?" Harry asked in confusion as he took another sip of his wine.

Shaking her head as if she thought he was a nitwit, "how do you think?" she asked. "I want to be your wife, I want to create a betrothal contract with you!"

Spluttering as he spilled out his drink, he said dumbly, "WHAT?!"

For a moment his mind short circuited as it couldn't process what came out of her mouth. Deep down inside Harry knew one day he needed to create some heirs, it was his duty required of him from his dying house.

However even though he slept around with plenty of women, he made sure to take the precaution needed so that he didn't impregnate one of his partners. Producing a child was never on top of his mind, forget getting married and being stuck with one woman.

Somehow Daphne seem to read his expression, or it had to be her womanly intuition at work. "Don't worry, I won't be limiting you. I am fine with you marrying other women, and I would even demand of you to bring home some sister-wives for me. The past two wars have heavily damaged every noble line, and my sister and I are the only ones who carry our line, and you alone do the same.

Plus I wouldn't mind if you keep some mistresses hidden away, and lovers on hand. Though I will be Lady Potter, and our children will inherit your titles," she added in a firm tone.

"But don't worry," she said as she rested her hand over his, "You will have the Greengrass name which I am the heir to and our second child could inherit."

"This is all a bit too much, and very fast," he said as he rubbed his temple.

Coming up to him as she sat herself on his lap, she turned her head towards his, and whispered to him. "I know we would make the perfect power couple. Daddy has already told me how you are taking control of the Light side, and with me by your side, the Grey Side would be at your command. We can easily take control of this country in our grasp.

And I know you would be the most powerful wizard in all of Magical Britain. You would one day rival the likes the best of the best, and could become the next Dumbledore or... Voldermort."

Then slowly inching up to him, she broke into a deep kiss with him as their lips pressed up against each other and she slipped past his teeth and into his mouth.

After a long heated moment, she broke away, and ran her fingers through his black locks and asked, "What do you say?"

Looking down at her, Harry could now see how such a perfect little snake she was, no wonder she put in Slytherin. The way she manipulated him, played to his lust and fantasies, whispered sweet words into his ears.

He had to admit, she was really good!

She was not someone you wanted as an enemy, and he could see the benefits of having a little snake like her on his side.

"I guess you do make some fine points," he said.

"Mhm," she said as she made circles around his chest.

"And I wouldn't mind meeting your parents to discuss this in more detail," he finally allowed. Setting aside everything, he knew he needed to get married, and having such a sharp, cunning, beautiful, and manipulative wife like her by his side wouldn't be so bad.

But he wouldn't be giving her title of Lady Potter, no, he had a much better house that fit her.

"I won't disappoint you dear," she said as he bite his ear lob lightly.

"I won't dream of it," he chuckled softly.

"What is this?" she asked in mock innocence as she ran her hand over his bulge in his pants.

"Well that is what you call a hard on," Harry answered truthfully, not feeling abashed in the slightest.

"I know that silly," she said with an eye roll. "Here," she said as she pulled down his pants, "Let me help you with it."

Reaching into his pants, Daphne unveiled his huge cock to the entire world. Staring at it wide eyed for a moment, she was nevertheless able to quickly collect herself.

"You seem very virility, my lord," she noted with a bit of shock still in her tone.

"Why thank you," he said with a grin, no one really ever put it like that, and he couldn't help chuckling a bit.

Wrapped her hand around his cock, she begin to pump him and down.

"You are really good at this," he observed with a grunt of satisfaction.

"My lady mother has taught me all the womanly arts at a young age, so I am fit to please any lord that graces my bed sheets."

"So did your mother teach you how to relieve a man with your mouth?" he wondered out loud.

"You mean a blowjob?" she asked as she gave him the look.

"My god," he said in aghast, "did such vulgar term come out of a noble lady's mouth."

Rolling her eyes, she stated, "you would be surprised to know what noble husbands would want of their lady wives. So a blowjob is the least of what I learned."

"Well then," he said as he waved at his shlong in her grip, "why don't you show me this great and amazing skills you have."

"Fine," she said, "if it would grace you closer to me, so be it."

Without another word, Daphne wrapped her cherry red lips around his swollen head. She gave it a long and sloppy kiss before pushing his manhood into her mouth.

"Mmm, not bad, not bad," Harry said as he put his hands on the back of her head.

Ignoring him, Daphne descended down onto his cock throat so unlady like in the least bit. The back of her throat squeezed his manhood when she pushed deep inside him.

"Alright that pretty good," Harry said with a groan. She really was putting her skills to good ease as he already felt like blowing. He thought about using some spells that would hold him of indefinitely as long as he wanted, but there was just something of naturally cumming that held its own merits.

She bobbed her head up and down on his manhood as she suckled him off and drew his release nearer. The Ice Princess wrapped her hand around his large ball sacks and started to rub them hard. Her fingers brushed against the base of his length which she hadn't been able to fit, and had him double sacked.

Harry closed his eyes, feeling her warm mouth, and her amazing tongue. Her throat felt extremely tight around his manhood, and her tongue was very active like a little serpent dancing about.

He grabbed onto her face and pushed her deeper along his length, feeding her more of his shaft.

Daphne cooed at his large cock pierced down her throat, and sent vibrations all along his length and shivers up his body. Her warm lips nearly touched his groin and almost captured his massive prick deep inside her mouth.

Her throat expanded and relaxed around him, using the skills that she had been taught.

"Getting closer," Harry warned with a moan of pleasure

Daphne was all ready for him, and to push him over the edge, she bobbed down on his manhood harder and faster, taking his thick prick deep into her throat.

However she wasn't totally prepared for the giant load he unleashed on her, Harry just outright unloading everything down her throat.

Her eyes go wide as her mouth expands to chipmunk proportions, and her nostrils flare, as his cum is exploding out of her nose and down the sides of her mouth as she chokes and gags on his white, hot jizz. It makes an utter mess of her, leaving her looking dazed and glazed over.

With a contented sigh, Harry pulls out of her throat finally.

"Man, I got to say," he said as he watched her family wipe herself clean with a napkin, "that really was the top ten blowjobs I got."

"Top ten?" she asked with narrowed eyes, then with a snort as she crossed her hands, "I don't even believe you ever got one. Forget a bunch you can measure up against."

"Ahh, my dear," he said with a shake of his head, "I already got started building my harem!"

Chapter 80: Threesome (R-18)

"So how did your meeting with the Ice Princess of Slytherin go?" Hermione asked as he took a seat at the Gryffindor table. All his friends turned to face him as if they all wanted to hear a report of how things went.

"It was fine," Harry answered as he grabbed a biscuit.

"You spoke to her?" Lavender Brown clearly speaking of the one and only Daphne.

"Yea, we had lunch together," Harry answered, not knowing where the venom was coming from.

"So she thinks she can steal you from right under my nose huh?" she murmured to herself. "That bitch... O, I will teach her a good lesson she would never forget."

Deciding it was best not to get into it, Harry leaned back from them.

"So did you guys shag?" Fred asked in a low conspiratorially tone as he slide over to him.

"Of course they did," George stated as he gave him a friendly punch in the shoulder.

Rolling his eyes at them they really had no idea how close to the truth they were, but still he played it cool and replied in a stern voice. "You guys really need to get your head out of the gutters."

"Yes, they did," they both smacked their hands together as if they were the ones that got laid.

Deciding it was best not to mention to them that he would be meeting with Daphne later, Harry kept his mouth shut and silently finished up his meal.

"It's good to see again," Daphne uttered as he walked into her private little terrace.

"Same," he said as he took a seat in one of the empty chairs.

Looking around and only seeing her, he asked, "I thought you said Blaise and Tracey ate with you. Or did you decide to make this a private affair?" he asked with a knowing grin.

"Zabini is busy with something else, and Tracey will be here soon," she answered mysteriously.

"Mhmm," he said as he took a bite of the meal in front of him, it was totally opposite of what was served in the Great Hall, more common to slob really in comparison to this fine dish.

"So how does meeting my parents in a month's time sound?" Daphne asked as she took a dainty bite of her food. "It's the earliest time they are both available."

"Sure," Harry said with a shrug. In a month time, he should have a guardian who could meet on his behalf and look over the betrothal contract with him. This was really out of his expertise and when need the advice of much wiser heads.

"Ah, yea would you like some tea?" the blonde haired witch asked as she picked up a tiny bell.

"Sure," Harry answered as she rang the bell.

When the door opened to the terrace a very familiar figure entered the open balcony, dressed as a maid. Harry couldn't help as a look of surprise passed through his face as he stared up at Tracey Davis.

She looked shy and demure with her gaze looking towards the ground, and he could see why. She was wearing a French maid's uniform, and not the decent kind. Even Rem and Ram covered themselves up better as Tracey had on the very sexy variety.

It barely covered her private parts, with a skimpy skirt that showed her impressive ass, and gave a glimpse of her pink laced panties. Her legs were stockings clad but and reached up to her tights but it only added to the image of sexiness.

Her upper portion was even worse as her breasts looked like they were about to pop out at any moment, and they were near see through so he could see she had on no bra underneath with her pert nipples sticking out.

Harry only raised a single eyebrow as he stared her up and down.

Under his gaze, Tracey blushed hard as she came up with to them with her pot of tea, milk, sugar, and honey.

Pouring them some of the drink, Daphne smiled up at her as she set everything to the right specimen. "Thank you, Tracey," she said with a gentle smile.

Then, Tracey grabbed the tray once more and walked toward me, her hips dancing quite a bit more than necessary, which had the added benefit of making her inadequately supported breasts jiggle some more.

"Thank you," Harry said as she leaned in pour him some tea. Even though he kept his eye on Daphne, he couldn't help noticing the amazing view of her cleavage.

"N-no problem, Harry," she stammered as she rose once more. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"No, that would be all for now," Harry answered with a soft smile.

Nodding her head, she took a step back but still remained within speaking distance of them.

"So what did she do to you?" Harry asked as he took a sip of his drink.

"Well, I remembered your comment from yesterday," she said.

"Which one?"

"More like your boast," she clarified.

"Aaa," he said with a nod of his head. "Still mad I don't give you first place?"

Ignoring him, she continued, "Tell me about my surprise when Tracey spilled everything."

"Mmm, so she told you what we have been up to?" Harry asked with a chuckle.

"Yes, it has been eating way at her, and I don't mind if she tried to seduce me with your help, we are going to be betrothed soon, but still. It was a breach of my trust. What if she had conspired with an unsavory type. She is supposed to be my faithful vassal, and my most trusted ally. Not an idiot who can get hoodwinked by anyone."

"You do make a fine point," he nodded his head, he could imagine it in his mind instead of him Draco or Theodore tricking her, and soon Daphne would have fallen in their hands.

"Yes," she nodded along, then changing the topic, she asked in a mock concerned tone, "Are you feeling a bit after inflamed, dear, after Tracey's little display?"

"I won't deny it has stirred up my appetite," he answered as he stared up and down at Tracey not hiding the hunger in his gaze or his appreciation for her assets.

"Tracey, be a dear and help relieve my future to be intended," she said with a wave of her hand, not giving her a second look.

No arguing with her mistress, Tracey cames up to him as she blushes deeplu, but doesn't let it affect her as she nods her head, and then reaches up with her hands to unclasp her top.

Harry didn't know if she had been practicing this little trick for him as she manages to make it look unbelievably sexy as the top of her mind outfit drops and her massive tits bounce free of their rather light confines.

She really is exceptionally endowed, and when she wiggles them back and forth for him, her massive titties jiggle quite a bit. It was very impressive, and Harry wouldn't deny he got a real hard on for it as his eyes stared somewhat transfixed at the sight.

Finally, she kneels down in front of him as she goes under the table, scooting up to him. She pulls out his cock straining against the confines of his robes, and when it springs free it lays a solid smack across Tracey's face which gets a gasping. Droping his hardened, throbbing length between her titties, she swallows his thick, veiny cock into her cleavage.

Tracey does a good job encompassing his girth with her well endowed titties. Her boobs squeeze down on him from all sides and wrap around his cock in a way that is just plain satisfying. To make his passage slicker and smoother inside the valley of her breasts, Tracey spits down on his cock and cleavage and begins pumping him up and down.

"Did you teach her?" he asked as he tried to hold back the groan. The grey eyed witch was never this skilled when they last shared an intimate moment with each other. With all her bluster and bravado, she barely even knew what she had to do, forget pleasing him this well right now.

"Yes, I gave her some pointers to please you," Daphne answered as she took a sip of her tea.

Tracey continues sliding her slickened tits up and down his cock a little faster, moaning happily as she gives him the best boobjob she possibly can.

"Now," Daphne said carrying on as if he just wasn't having a boobjob right in front of her. "I will only give 2 heirs at most to inherent both of our houses, maybe a 3rd for a spare, other than that you will have to count on Tracey. She will make a wonderful sister-wife for me, and has already agreed to give you 7 or more children."

"So she is basically going to be my broodmare," he said as he grabbed onto her breasts to steady himself, Tracey worked an even more steady pace as she slide her glorious globes up and down his length. His throbbing prick would sometimes hit Tracey's chin when it slid out of her breasts, thanks to how large and massive it was.

"Think of it as you would," she said. "But our families will need to be repopulated if you would, and I won't be your dutiful wife that only gives you children, and sits around looking pretty."

Nodding his head, it was an agreement that Harry could come to. A house always needs plenty of direct descendants to take care of matter, and delegate on the household behalf. The position he gave to Baran Boot as CEO of Mirror Phone Inc. would have gone to a child of his house, but since he was the only one, he had to give it to outsiders.

"So what does she get in return for all this?" Harry asked as he looked down at Tracey who was dutifully taking care of her task. He could feel his release close at hand, Daphne really instructed her well, much better than he could have really.

"Besides baring your heirs of course, well I allowed her to be my little toy whenever I want," she answered with a shrug.

"Mmm," Harry answered not paying her attention really as another groan leaves Harry's throat as the grey eyed witch slides his shaft between her valley and he cums and he cums hard. His white, hot seed ends up exploding all over those blushing features of the grey eyed witch.

She couldn't help herself as she squeals from the abrupt facial make over. He paints her face white and then some, getting a fair bit of his seed on her wonderful breasts as well. Only then, once he is done making a mess of her does he pulls his cock out of her valley.

"Satisfied?" Daphne asked as he came down from his pleasure high.

"Very much so," he said with a contented sigh while he gave Tracey a pat on the head for a good job.

Then he got up from his seat without even covering himself leaving his bits hanging like a tree trunk between his tights.

"What are you doing?" Daphne asked in a slightly uneasy tone as he made his way over to her.

"Showing my appreciation of course," he answered as he picked her up with ease and sat in her chair while he placed her in her lap.

"There is no need fo-..." she begin, but he cut her off as he broke into a kiss with her. Harry had the upper hand on her as his tongue slips in between her lips and into her beautiful mouth.

However, Daphne was never one to take defeat at all as she begins to give as good as she got, her tongue wrestling with his as she applies her kissing experience to give him the best makeout session of his life.

Eventually, the two of them break their kiss they needed air. A strand of saliva still connects them as they separated and they both panted heavily. Daphne's eyes are a bit glazed over with lust, while Harry's was hooded as he stares down at the beautiful witch on top of him.

Suddenly Daphne was as naked as her name day, letting out a yelp of surprise, she tried her best to cover herself. It seem like after all she did have some modicum of decency.

"What are you doing? Summon back my clothing," the emerald eyed witch demanded

"I really am thankful for what you have done for me. However, I don't know why, but I didn't like how you went about it," he stated as he begin to rub his erect manhood against her little kitty.

"I need to preserve my purity," Daphne whimpered as he had a tight hold on her and she couldn't get any were.

"Don't worry," Harry said as he brought his wand to bare once again and it pressed into her tight sphincter without warning.

"You can't be," she whispered as the young lord begin to cast cleaning charms on her poor asshole.

Lifting her up by her thighs as he held her a few inches away from his throwing cock, Harry called over Tracey, "Tracey would you be a dear and take care of Daphne's cunt while I go to town with her ass!"

"Of course, my lord," the grey-eyed witch responded as she crawled over to them with a wicked smile on her lips.

"Tracey, don't," Daphne tried to command, but she is cut off as he lets out a bark of laughter and thrusts forward.

The blonde's eyes go wide and then roll back in her skull in moments, and Harry grunts as her back door clings to him tightly, her butt muscles squeezing down on every last inch of his cock.

That doesn't stop the young man from pulling back out, only to do it all over again. Harry's grin turns positively vicious as he gives Daphne the most brutal butt pounding he can. In response, the noble pureblood reacts quite explosively as her unoccupied cunt soon gushing with juices as she cums again and again from his cock in her ass.

However Tracey is soon on it as she begin to lap up her mistress.

"Oooh, AHHHH," Daphne cries out. Soon she was quite vocal about her enjoyment of him in her ass.

Leaning in Harry starts suckling at her soft neck flesh, sending shivers up her body while he fucks into her with such deep, powerful thrusts.

Before long the emrald eyes witch was changing up her tone as she begin shouting out loud, "Yes my Lord, yes! Like that, a-ah! You're s-so big! Y-you're so deep inside of MEEE!"

"Aren't you quite the little anal slut, huh?" Harry asked with a chuckle.

Daphne blushed scarlet at that, but with one hard, long thrust she was back to singing for him. She even actually begin to rise to meet his thrusting cock as she puts her hips to good use.

Harry plows into the beautiful witch fucking her cunt from behind until he finally cums inside of her, filling up her bottom directly. He groans as his seed pumps deep, deep into her hot, wet little asshole, and in response Daphne positively howls her joy to the ceiling, her eyes once again rolled back in her head and her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

Looking down at her silly fucked expression, Harry advice her, "Treat your servants and vassals better next time, okay. I don't want a heartless bitch for a wife."

"Yes, dear," she answered breathlessly while Tracey laps up all her love juice like an obedient mistress.

Getting up, Harry waved to them a merry goodbye as he headed out the terrance.

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