Banging in the New Year

(AN: Here is the next installment of Lust in a Storm my lovelies! Sam Ritter makes another smutty appearance. I don't own Harry Potter. All known and recognized Harry Potter Characters belong to the Mistress of Magic, J.K. Rowling. I just have fun playing in the sandbox she created. This story has maybe six chapters left. Just two more OC chapters. But just because this story is nearing it's end, doesn't mean my other one is even close. I plan on continuing that one for as long as possible. I will post more stories as I write them, but I may slow down my posting schedule as my life gets in the way of writing. And as always, please read, review and enjoy!)

Hermione had returned home for Yule Break and she had been looking forward to New Year's Eve. She had met up with Sam a few times over the break, but they had really only snogged, groped, gotten each other off with their hands and mouths. But they hadn't had full on sex. They were saving it up for New Year's Eve and that day had finally arrived. Hermione had dressed herself carefully for her parent's party. A lot of the families from her own neighborhood and the surrounding neighborhoods had been invited, but Hermione was only thinking about one man.

Sam Ritter had told her he would be there with his parents around eight that night, and he planned on spending the last 4 hours of 1996 fucking her brains out. So, she had pulled on a knee length, strapless dress made of sapphire blue silk that hugged every curve of her body and pushed up her breasts, making them look even bigger than they were. She had straightened her hair and put it up into a high ponytail before doing her makeup in a way that played up her eyes and lips. She then put on a pair of thigh high black silk stockings and used a Sticking Charm to keep them from falling. She then finished off her outfit with a pair of sapphire stilettos with a four-inch heel. She pulled on a silver silk shawl and then headed downstairs to see if her parents needed any help. When her mother and father had told her, she was free to enjoy the party, she wandered off, looking for Sam.

She was just putting her shawl in the coat room when she felt a hot body behind her. She turned and looked up into the dark grey eyes of one Sam Ritter. He was smirking down at her.

"You look bloody delicious, gorgeous. I wonder if you taste as delicious as you look." Sam said.

"Well why don't we go down to the pool house and find out. My parents never pay attention to me at these parties, so they won't notice that I am gone. You have a promise to make good on baby." Hermione said as she pulled him down the dark hallway and out the back door into the freezing night air.

Sam pulled her up into his arms and carried her across the snow, heels weren't really good for walking across ankle deep snow. When they got to the pool house they went inside and Sam set Hermione on her feet. She closed and locked the door, using wandless and silent magic to lock and seal the door so no one else could come in. Sam turned her around and pressed her body into the wood of the door with his own body. His hand travelled down her body and he wrapped it around her supple thigh before pulling her leg over his hip and pressing his obvious erection against her barely clothed center.

"I've been thinking about all the naughty things I want to do to your tight little body over the past four months. Those few days we spent together at the end of the summer made for some great wanking material. I've spent a few hours in the back of my car, on several occasions jerking off, thinking about all the dirty sex we had in my back seat." Sam said.

Before Hermione could come up with a witty retort, Sam's mouth was on hers and she moaned into his mouth her tongue snaking over his and tangling with the eager muscle in a fight for dominance. They stood there for several minutes, just kissing each other, until the need to breathe became too great and Sam tore his mouth away from hers, both gasping for air.

"As much as I enjoy kissing you, I was under the impression we came here to fuck. I've even worn a new set of knickers, just for you." Hermione said.

She reached behind her and unzipped her dress before pulling it from her body and letting it slip to the ground so that she was standing before her lover in nothing but a barely there silver lace demi-bra and a matching lace thong, along with a matching garter belt and her thigh high black silk stockings and her sapphire heels. He pulled reached up and pulled her hair from it's ponytail, letting the silky straight strands fall around her shoulders.

"Damn, those are some very nice knickers, and I love those thigh highs and those heels are killer as well. I'm gonna strip you out of your knickers, but I want you to keep those stockings and your garter belt on. Now, I believe I said something about fucking you on that pool table over there. I was thinking we could do that right before midnight, so I could make you cum just as the New Year is rung in. For now though, I am going to bend you over that couch their and ram you from behind. I can see how wet you are, and I am hard as all fucking hell, so there is no need for foreplay." Sam said.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the couch. He made quick work of her bra and knickers before stripping himself off and then turning her around and bending her over the back of the leather couch. Her breasts were pressed against the leather of the top cushions of the couch as Sam used his hands to squeeze her ass and then give it a sharp slap. He kicked her legs apart and then bent over her, pressing his cock against her drenched pussy lips and rubbing it up and down her dripping slit. Hermione moaned and wiggled against him, and he pinched her ass and she squeaked with surprise.

"Sam, please, stick your fucking cock in me." Hermione moaned.

"Be patient gorgeous. And I'll give you what we both want." Sam said.

A few moments later, he did just that. His cock sank into her tight body and they both moaned at the contact.

"Shit, just as good and tight as I remember. I had a few girl's bouncing on my dick when you were away at school, but none of them had a body as bangin' as yours and absolutely none of them had a cunt as bloody tight as yours. Every time another girl bounced on my dick, all I could think about was your cunt squeezing the everlasting fuck out of my cock while I made your writhe beneath me when we fucked. It was the only way I could get off with those sluts on top of me." Sam panted as his hips snapped forward with every thrust.

Hermione's nails dug into the leather of the couch as her lover pummeled her cunt with his long, thick cock. Every other thrust he would slap her ass. Hermione whined and wriggled beneath her lover. Her breasts were rubbing against the leather of the couch, and the fabric felt amazing against the over sensitized flesh of her nipples.

"I'm gonna blow baby. I hope you are ready to take everything I have to offer, because I've been waiting to do this for a few months now." Sam panted, his thrusts getting faster and harder.

"Fill me with your cum baby. Make me cum. I wanna squeeze your cock with my aching cunt and milk it for all it's worth." Hermione whined.

"Fuuuuuuuuck!" Sam roared as he thrust once, twice, and a third time before he spilled himself inside her, and triggering his lover's own orgasm.

She came so hard she saw stars, her cunt squeezing his cock and milking him dry, squeezing every drop he had to give out of him. Sam collapsed against her, pressing her further into the couch as they caught their breath.

It was now 11:58 pm and the two of them had been going at it for almost four hours now. Hermione was now spread out on the pool table, with her ass pressed against the wood of the edge of the table. Sam was in between her widely spread legs, his cock thrusting into her with slow, deep movements. He looked so sexy, standing over her, his grey eyes nearly black with lust and his dark hair hanging in his eyes. As the clock got closer to midnight, Sam's thrusts sped up until his hips were slapping against her thighs with enough force to bruise the tender flesh. His thumb brushed over her swollen, sensitive clit and Hermione came with a scream, just as the first firework went off and the shouts of the party goers ringing in the new year. Sam followed her into bliss and spilled himself inside her again, coating her tight walls with his seed as she milked him. Her body spasmed for what seemed like forever before she finally relaxed enough for him to pull out of her. She whined as his limp cock slipped from her still trembling body.

He pulled her up and crushed his lips to hers, kissing her until she was once against breathless and he was once again hard as all hell. He pushed her back down onto the table and climbed up onto the table with her. He then laid on his back and she straddled him, pressing her eager, dripping quim against his hard cock. He hissed as she moved her hips, rubbing herself against him, coating his cock with her juices.

"You've been fucking me all night, now it's my turn to fuck you. Happy New Year's baby, I hope you enjoy the ride." Hermione said.

She lifted her hips and sank down onto his erection when it sprang up to greet her waiting cunt. Her back arched and she threw her head back and moaned loudly as his cock stretched her so deliciously. Sam's hands shot out and gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the flesh hard enough to bruise.

"So tight! So bloody fucking tight!" Sam groaned.

"And you are so big baby." Hermione said.

She leaned down and crushed his lips with her own. Their mouths mimicked what their lower bodies were doing as their tongues fought for dominance and Sam met Hermione thrust for thrust. His hands moved from her hips to her ass and he squeezed the tight, supple flesh in his hands, making the girl on top of him squirm and moan into his mouth.

"You really like touching my ass don't you baby." Hermione panted.

She pulled herself upright and placed her hands on his chest. She leaned her hips forward enough so that every time she came down against him, her clit would hit his pelvic bone. She scratched her nails down his chest, leaving long red marks in their wake. Sam hissed and his hips bucked up, forcing his cock so deep inside her, it bumped her womb. He slapped her ass hard and she shrieked, her body stiffening and her cunt squeezing his cock hard enough to trigger his orgasm as she fell apart on top of him.

Hermione was laying on her stomach on the leather couch in her pool house. Sam was on top of her, straddling her legs and fucking her ass, hard and fast. She had already cum hard, twice, in this position and she already felt her body tightening again for another orgasm. This man had to be a fucking God, he had the stamina of one at least, and he had a great recovery rate. It was now three in the morning and the party guests had long gone, and her parents were both probably passed out in their room after getting drunk on champagne. Hermione herself had snuck a few bottles of the bubbly liquid into the pool house and she and Sam had gotten tipsy on the alcohol in between fucking each other. He had even licked champagne out of her belly button before he went down on her and made her cum hard with his mouth and tongue.

Hermione felt the fire inside her belly explode and she came for the third time while Sam was fucking her ass and Sam followed her off the edge of bliss into erotic freefall as he blew his load, cumming hard and filling her until his cum was sliding out around his cock and down her sensitive ass cheeks. He managed, just barely, to keep himself from collapsing on top of her. He pulled out of her and then collapsed beside her before pulling her thoroughly fucked body against his own.

"I think it's time for a bit of a nap. And then we can fuck one more time before I head home to have breakfast with my family." Sam said.

"Sounds good to me, I'm very sleepy right now." Hermione sighed.

Sam usually didn't snuggle with the women he bedded, but the two of them were exhausted, and he actually didn't mind snuggling up to this gorgeous young woman, since she didn't expect anything but sex from him. So he got comfortable and let himself drift off to sleep.

Hermione was awoken by a curious sensation. A curious, but pleasurable sensation. She looked down to find Sam's arm hooked under her knee and his cock thrusting into her from his position behind her on the couch. The sound of skin slapping on skin filled the room and Hermione's back arched and she moaned sleepily.

"Oh good, you're awake. I woke from a dream about you covered in whip cream and chocolate and spread out on my bed like a fucking dessert. My cock was so fucking hard, and it was resting between your sweet thighs, your cunt already wet and ready for me. I thought I would wake you up by sliding my cock deep inside your swollen quim and fucking you awake." Sam grunted from his place behind her.

"Mmmm, so good!" Hermione whined.

Sam chuckled and began thrusting faster and harder into her. Hermione reached between her legs and touched the slick, swollen flesh of her clit. She started to rub it in time with his thrusts, and it didn't take her long to cum. But he wasn't quite finished with her yet. He grit his teeth and kept up his brutal pace through her orgasm. He gave about two dozen more thrusts before she was screaming again, coming undone around his cock, her juices coating his cock and her thighs. He followed soon after and blew his load into her, filling her to bursting till his seed was running down her thighs, out around his cock.

Hermione collapsed back against him, breathing hard. Sam pulled out of her and she turned to face him. She kissed him hard, her tongue flicking out against his lips. He parted his lips for her and she slipped her tongue between the bruised, swollen flesh. He kissed her back just as passionately and for several minutes, they kissed and petted each other as their bodies calmed from their most recent romp.

Hermione was once again in her own bed. Sam had left just before the sun had risen and Hermione had snuck into her house, showered in her room and then collapsed into her bed, sated and exhausted. Her lover had delivered on all his promises, he had fucked her senseless in her pool house and had made her cum as they rang in the New Year. It had been a night to remember. She just hoped that her next lover could live up to the high bar that Sam had set. He hadn't been her first lover, and he most certainly wouldn't be her last. Giving into her own carnal desires had been an eye opening experience and she would enjoy each new experience as it came.