Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Revised

Harry had just come back from his encounter with Draco. The common room had been empty when he got back. He took the time to lie on one of the sofas and dwell on what had happened with Draco. It was so weird how this morning he was nervous around him but now it felt like the air had been cleared.

"Hi honey" said Ginny as she came through the portrait hole. Harry loved the weekends because Ginny wore her own clothes that did a lot more to showcase her beautiful figure than her heavy school robes. Today she was wearing a fitted plain grey dress that fell mid-thigh on her and the rest of her legs were covered with bright red tights that matched her hair perfectly.

When Ginny was younger she her hair was definitely orange in colour, as all of her brothers had been. As the boys had got older their hair had darkened to a browner colour whereas Ginny's became hot and sexy. Harry didn't know any other redheads though throughout all the years of touching himself he had always imagined a ginger goddess getting him off. For class and practice Ginny always wore her hair up because it was waist length and very thick. That's another reason why Harry loved the weekends; she wore her hair down and flowing. It was often that he thought of that hair splayed out across his pillow or covering Ginny's bare skin.

"Hi there Gin, how was study group?" He asked as she sat down next to him and kissed his cheek.

"Hmm, alright. Michael was trying to argue with me about charm theory as always. One of these days he's going to realise that one of us struggles to maintain an "Acceptable" grade and it sure as hell isn't me."

"I don't know why you still spend time with him, he's a jerk to you now."

"Do I detect some jealousy? Is your dislike of me seeing him stem from a worry that we used to date?" She teased.

"Of course not," replied Harry, pulling her onto his lap. "I have all of you and no-one has any claim to play with you emotions anymore."

"Oh Harry, you are my knight in shining armour!" Ginny giggled and leaned in closer to look deep into Harry's eyes. "Are you sure you have all of me?" She asked in a lower and more serious voice.

"Absolutely."

Harry tipped his head up and took Ginny's lips fiercely in his own. Ginny responded at once, pushing just as hard and offering up her tongue to his mouth. Their arms wrapped around each other like straight-jackets forcing them closer until they both struggled to breathe. Harry's hand snaked back round to Ginny's front and squeezed her breast firmly. She let out the little breathy moan that she always did and Harry grew from semi-hard to a rock in a matter of seconds.

"Harder Harry."

Complying he flex his hips upwards to rub slowly but surely between her legs. Ginny's fingernails griped wildly at his back. She forced her breast further into his hand and grinded her chest.

"I love it when you touch me, Harry."

"I love it that you let me. God, Ginny you feel so good."

"Go under my dress."

This girl was a dream come true. Pulling down the front of her dress her she rolled out over the top and landed on Harry's hands.

"No bra?" He asked breathlessly.

Her cheeky smile sent waves through him. "Nope, the dress is structured anyway. And I had a feeling that we'd end up fondling on the sofa again."

Harry groaned as he felt the soft smoothness of her. There wasn't a single mark or blemish on her lovely skin. He rubbed the side of his nose up the side of her breast.

"You smell so gorgeous Gin, I love being with you."

He littered her bare skin with tiny kisses and little nips until he reached where he wanted to explore next.

"May I?" Ginny could only nod.

Harry's lips parted so his tongue could dart out to lick her stiff nipple. Ginny rubbed against him even harder. Catching her beautiful rosy bud lightly between his front teeth he engulfed more of her with his mouth and gave a slow but firm suck. She tasted distinctly Ginny. It was very similar to suckling on her neck, which he also adored, but it felt like more than that. More full, more satisfying, closer maybe. Harry didn't think on it too much. He focused on the feeling of sucking and holding Ginny and feeling her rub up against his erection.

"That's so good Harry, you feel great."

Keeping his hand massaging her he moved his mouth to her twin. Ginny's hand found itself under the hem of Harry's t-shirt. She started slowly, only squeezing the skin she found gently. She became more bold by running her nails the length of his torso. She like how Harry bit down on her slightly when she ran her hands across his tickle spots. Ginny knew what she wanted. Her hands slipped further down and unbuttoned Harry's jeans.

"Gin?!"

"Do you want me to stop? I won't do anything you don't want me to."

"I want you to, I won't stop you!"
"Good," giggle Ginny mischievously."

She tugged on the zipper, struggling slightly as she was resting on the front of his jeans. Harry lifted his hips up to allow her to pull them down a few inches. Ginny swirled her fingers around the small amount of thigh that was visible to her. Harry held his breath and pulled back from Ginny's chest to rest his head on the arm of the sofa. Ginny had hid her face behind the curtain her hair created. She must have been as tense as he was. Fingertips ghosted their way up under his boxers and stroked the base of his dick. Harry bit down hard on his lip. He was once again overwhelmed by the sensation of being touched by another person. Her fingers curled around his shaft, creating a perfect circle with her hand.

"You feel wonderful, you're big you know." Ginny whispered from somewhere behind her hair.

Harry flooded with satisfaction. She was probably only saying that but he didn't care, his ego needed all it could get right now.

"How would you know, Missy?"

"Oh well you know, it's lonely when you go to Quidditch…"

"Gin, not funny."

"Then don't start then you idiot! Do you want me to stop?"

"No!"

"Good. That's what I though. Now be quiet and play with me some more." Ginny was very cheeky when she wanted to be, which is most of the time Harry concluded.

Her hand slid to reach his tip. She gave him a careful squeeze then wrapped her hand around him again. She began to pump her hand and him with it. Just like it was with Draco, Harry felt a shock of thrill course through him. He felt complete when he was being pleasured. Instead of returning his hands to Ginny's breasts as commanded he covered her chest back with her dress and moved his hands lower down her body. He stroked her sides, over her hips and down to her long legs. He loved the red of her tights. He wondered how close this shade was to the shade of hair he might find if they went further. On his way back up her legs he stuck close to her thighs and went underneath the skirt of her dress. This is when he made a revelation.

"Gin, these aren't tights."

"No they're not." She quickened her pace. "They're stockings. Much more useful for little adventures like these."

Ginny had planned for him to touch her like this. The idea that she wanted to be touched by him brought him closer to the edge. Just as she had he continued across her creamy skin and reached what felt like lace. She was going to be the death of him. He rubbed the damp patch at the front of her panties with his thumb. This seemed like the right thing to do. Ginny threw her head back and gave the sexiest groan. Harry delighted at being able to feel the outline of the treasures he would soon discover. She was thrusting into his hand hard and she was tugging on him with her hand hard. Their moans grew to become synchronised.

Harry knew what he was going to do next. She had worn this tempting dress for a reason, she wanted to be felt so she wore revealing stockings. Without asking he pushed her panties aside and frantically rubbed her pussy all over.

"Harry! Fuck! Yes! Harry!"

Ginny was dripping. Harry had never before understood the appeal of touching something that was meant to be soaked in this way. But now he did. He thought the rest of her was soft but her pussy felt like satin or silk. She was so easy to manipulate with his fingertips. On top of that she was boiling. Touching his girl felt better than even the fantastic hand job he was receiving.

He was getting close. He could feel that he probably had another minute, maybe two, before he released everywhere. His last risk had paid off so he decided to take another. His fingers were drenched from the fluids leaking out of Ginny. Taking a deep breathe to keep his own pleasure under control he shoved two fingers up into her pussy. Ginny tore through her bottom lip. Her groan was almost a squeaked as she tried to keep it inside.

"Give it to me Harry!"

And he did. He fucker her with his hand like they were fucking for real. She was incredibly tight and was even hotter and wetter inside. Harry could feel bumps and ridges of her soft tissue and that only stood to excite him further. Through all of this Ginny hadn't missed a beat. She was still gripping him hard and jerking him insanely fast. Harry felt a tight squeeze in his stomach.

"Gin, I'm going to cum real soon."

"This is so good Harry. Keep fingering me!"

Harry's movements quickly became imprecise and erratic. He can't have been pleasuring her as much but he was still trying. He rubbed his thumb up against her clit with his fingers still buried inside her. She ground her pussy against every part of him that made contact with her. Harry's hips were rising up as he could feel his load come up through him. His fingers stilled as he exploded over his stomach.

"Fucking hell Ginny. That was amazing, I can't thank you enough. I love you so much." Ginny moved off Harry's hand and settled beside him to embrace him.

"I enjoyed that just as much as you did," she smiled.

"I'm sorry if it wasn't so good, I was trying for you but you kept knocking me off course." Harry remarked, poking her arm.

"Don't worry. I liked it a lot and I really loved that you came. I wanted that for you. And it turned me on."

"Oh it did, did it? I was about to apologise for being rough but I know you're much rougher with yourself anyway."

"Are you complaining that you're girlfriend takes care of herself and likes watching you cum?"

"Um, no? I'm just making fun of you. Come here."

They relaxed for a few minutes with kisses and teasing fondles of each other's bodies.

"We should get up."

"Aww, do we have to?"

"Yes because my brother and our best friend will be back soon and anyone could find us here. Get up lazy bones and I'll make it worth your while tomorrow?"

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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