Hi, here is the next chapter. In this chapter there will be lemon! So anybody under eighteen should heed the warning. I have marked the start of the lemon in the story so those who don't want to read it can simply jump ahead.

Happy reading.

The Naughty Princess of Pescara

Harry was showing off on his board in the waves of the Adriatic Sea. While they were nothing special compared to the waves of the Atlantic or Pacific Ocean, they were great to have some fun in the waves. He knew that his target was probably watching from the beach, their contact in Pescara, Gino Marciolli, had confirmed the plans of Stefania Estrago to 'scout the selection of goods' on the beach. With other words, she had finished her last lover and was looking for some new entertainment. When the last wave carried him back to the beach, Harry heard multiple clapping from some really beautiful girls.

He smiled charmingly and waved at them, getting some squeals from a few girls. The summer break was still on in many nations and the sports teams of different schools were having training camps here at the beach. He knew of a mixed swimming team from Austria and the male and female volleyball teams from a boarding school in Germany. He took his board under his arm and carried it back to his towel and beach bag. He took another towel from the bag and dried his upper body and hair. He could hear sighs of content from some girls and women, which he gracefully ignored. He took out his bottle of sun cream and began rubbing it onto his skin. He could hear some comments of girls how much they wanted to be the ones to apply the cream on him. When he was sure he had put it everywhere, he took sunglasses out of his bag, put them onto his nose and lay back, tanning in the sun.

Stefania Estrago had been bored in her father's villa. While tomorrow was her party for coming of age, there was not much she had to do. The organization of the party was taken care of by the servants and she only had to tell them the overall topic she wanted to have. So she had decided that she needed some distraction. And what better kind of distraction was there than scouting new potential lovers on the beach? Her last lover had been a real disappointment. He didn't have much stamina in bed. And he was completely unimaginative. She had her standards and Luigi hadn't met them, so she had dropped him after one night. No, for her birthday she wanted someone special.

All her lovers had been extremely handsome, that was the basic requirement, but this time she would find somebody mysterious. And he had to have stamina, so an athlete would do nicely. Thankfully there were many examples of fine male flesh populating the beach. She inspected a blond man, perhaps twenty years or so who was playing beach volleyball. He had a very nice chest and strong muscled arms. His only flaw was he had another blond bimbo on his arms already. While she had no problems to steal men from other women, it took some time and today she didn't want to invest that much work.

She let her eyes roam farther. There were some others, but most of them were too young for her or didn't pass her primary scans. And she had enough experience to discard men after said primary scan. She was Stefania Estrago and she had standards. She only took the best. Then she heard cheers coming from a part of the beach some distance left from her. She decided to find out what the cheers were for. She soon found out that they came from a group of girls and women who watched a surfer showing tricks in the waves. That was interesting. She knew that there wasn't a surfing group staying at the hotel. The waves weren't big enough for them to come here which was bad luck as surfers were interesting to play with.

"Ricardo, give me my binoculars." She ordered one of her guards.

She was handed the required item and used the binoculars to get a better look on the surfer. What she saw interested her immensely. It was a young man, with a body like Adonis. He was controlling his board with ease rarely seen in this part of the world. The man had black hair and was muscular but not overly so. From this distance it looked like perfectly proportioned to her.

"Does anybody know anything about that surfer out there?" She asked her guards.

"No, Miss Estrago, he must be a tourist. Do you wish for us to find out more about him?" Fernando Dianno asked.

"No, I think I'll do that myself." She decided licking her lips.

It was time for a new conquest. She closed in on her prey and waited until he was lying on his towel to tan. She just hoped this fine specimen spoke Italian. Otherwise she had two other languages to try.

"Excuse me, would you mind, if I asked you a few questions?" She asked friendly.

He lifted his sunglasses and she looked into stunning emerald green eyes. She just had to have him.

"Hm, of course, I'd never deny such a beautiful woman a few answers." He replied smiling and sat up.

She smiled back and displayed her well-toned, curvy body, especially her perfectly shaped breasts, for him.

"I couldn't prevent admiring your skill on the board. Where did you learn it?" She asked.

"Oh, mostly during my last vacation on Hawaii. My uncle took me there when he went on a business trip. While the waves here aren't as big as at the Atlantic or Pacific Ocean, they are big enough to have a good time on the board. May I ask your name? I like to know who I'm talking to, especially if the person is a beautiful woman." He flirted.

"Only if you tell me yours in return." She cooed.

"I think that would be fair." He accepted.

"I'm Stefania Estrago, daughter of the owner of the Tipolita Hotel. And with whom do I have the pleasure?"

"My name is Harry James Potter, soon to be Duke of Gloucester. It's my pleasure." Harry answered, noticing the fire in her eyes. Obviously she was hooked.

"So, Harry, if I may be so daring to use your first name, what is a young English nobleman like you doing at a beach in Pescara?" She asked.

"No, I don't have a problem with you calling me Harry, Stefania." He answered smiling keeping her eyes caught with his. "Well, my uncle again had an important meeting, connected to his business and as I managed to beat him in an intense game of poker, I managed to get him to take me here too. I like the climate of Italy."

"You're speaking really good Italian; you just have a little accent." She praised.

"Thank you, I have somewhat of a talent for learning languages, much to the delight of my teachers. I'm fluent in Italian, German, French and Spanish. English I think I don't have to mention." He modestly told her.

Fernando and Ricardo had stepped away a short distance. They knew their Mistress was about to catch herself a new lover and they were not to interfere. This was hardly an uncommon occurrence after all.

"Oh, you're not only an athlete but also intelligent. Is there something you can't do?" She teased.

"Hm, I don't know if my ego would be able to take the blow from being mocked by you, Stefania, if I told you what I'm bad at." He pondered.

Stefania decided a bit more contact was in order. Men just couldn't withstand her if she touched the right spots on their bodies. And she had much experience in finding the right spots. So she crept closer on her knees to him. Her dark blue two piece bikini was displaying her assets nicely for him.

She took her right hand from the warm sand and softly touched his chest.

"Such muscles, Harry. You must work out regularly." She purred. "I just want to know a little weakness of such a seemingly perfect man, Harry. Please, can't you tell me? I won't tell anybody else." She gave him the puppy-dog eyes.

'She is really good at this. She knows how to draw a man in with her charms. She knows where the areas on my chest are that react most intensely from her erotic ministrations.' Harry analysed her actions.

"You know, this is really unfair." He told her with a slightly strained voice.

"No, I'm only using the weapons of a woman. I don't think you can really complain." She whispered into his ear, licking the earlobe in the process.

She now was hovering over him and lowered her bum down on his belly.

"Alright, I give up. My weakness is anything related to chemistry. I just can't seem to get a grasp of the reactions different chemicals have with each other and my teacher is not really helping. For some reason he doesn't like me." He admitted.

"Really, well, I think some kind of reward is in order for being so honest."

She lowered her body and kissed him intensely on the lips. Harry gladly returned her kiss.

"Wow, do you always reward guys for being honest this way?" Harry asked faking bedazzlement.

"Only those who I like and find interesting." She answered mysteriously, rolling her hips over his groin.

Harry now took his turn of playing with her, massaging some easily reachable points on her lower back that would increase her arousal.

"Oh, that feels good, Harry." She said with her eyes closed in delight.

'I have definitely chosen I good specimen this time.' She thought.

"I aim to please, Stefania. How about I show you the full scale of my abilities in massage?" he offered huskily.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Harry Potter?" She asked playing scandalized.

"Would you mind if I did, Stefania Estrago?" He rolled the r in her surname.

"Not a bit." She answered and began kissing him again, this time urging him to open his mouth, which he did and began a fight for dominance with his tongue. Harry refrained from completely dominating their fight; he just let her play for some time, giving her the feeling of a challenge. Harry turned her around to lie under him.

"Please turn around, so I can show you what I can really do with these hands." He told her.

She followed his request and turned onto her stomach. Harry took out a bottle of body oil and spread it over his hands.

"How come you have body oil with you at the beach?" Stefania asked.

"I think it helps containing the moisture in my skin. I like spending long periods of time at the beach. The oil helps to prevent sunburn in combination with the sun cream and helps with the effect of the salt water. But as you can see, it can be used for more than that." He explained grinning.

Stefania decided she would spend some time later massaging his body with the oil to have it make his skin shine when she took him. Then he started giving her a massage and she was melting away. He definitely had fantastic skill with his hands. She couldn't refrain from moaning slightly as he took care of some little knots in her shoulder muscles. He obviously was a player and took his time to caress each part of her skin he could reach. He let his hands glide up and down her arms, followed by her back and her sides. She wondered what those hands could do with her breasts.

He also took great care of her legs, starting with her feet. He had to have learned about pressure points, because he used them to make her feel really good. When his hands wandered up and down her thighs, she wanted to forget that they were at a populated beach and take him right here. He was no novice, that much was clear, he had no shame to grope her bum and give it a pleasurable experience.

"It's too bad we are not alone at this beach." He whispered in her ear.

"I share your resentment for this unfortunate situation." She agreed moaning again when he found a point on her lower back that sent shivers through her body. It was just not fair what he could make her feel with just a massage.

After more than half an hour Harry stopped massaging Stefania. The whole massage session had been interrupted several times by Stefania turning around and instigating heated making out sessions. Finally Ricardo reminded her that she had a meeting in half an hour and needed to shower and dress before that.

Stefania pouted then she grinned.

"It seems our fun has to end here for now, Harry."

"It's truly a shame, Stefania. I'd have loved to spend more time with you." Harry replied.

"Well, that can be arranged. Tomorrow I celebrate my eighteenth birthday. I want you to come to my party. You see the villa over there?" She pointed at her father's villa.

Harry nodded.

"Tomorrow at seven in the evening the party starts. Dress up to impress me, my Lord, and I'll guarantee you a night you'll never forget." She whispered in his ear.

"How could I resist such an invitation?" Harry flirted back. "I'll be there, Stefania." He promised, kissing her hand like a gentleman.

Stefania and her two bodyguards left for the villa and Harry decided to return to his hotel room. He had succeeded in his goal and even got a personal invitation from his target.

Harry took a shower and put on some fresh clothes. While he was here, he would use his time to look around in the town. And the surrounding countryside. He had already achieved his main goal for today, making contact with Stefania Estrago and he got a personal invitation for the party. Now he just needed to blend in with the other tourists. He got the keys for a leasing motorbike at the reception after signing the leasing contract and went down to the garage to get the bike. The leasing contract included a helmet, so Harry was ready to start his tour. He liked riding a bike, speed junky that he was. He took off to the Abruzzi, the nearby mountains, and had his bike speed over the narrow roads, taking in the landscape. When he reached the top of the closest hill, he stopped his bike at a cut-out and took binoculars out of the storing area of the bike.

He let his gaze wander over the coast, taking in the geographic specifics. He wasn't far away from Pescara and could identify several of the bigger buildings. His look around wasn't just a relaxing activity, the binoculars were also recording everything he saw. You never knew when information could come in handy. After fifteen minutes of watching the landscape his mobile rang. He looked at the display if he knew the number, but the number wasn't shown.

"Potter speaking." He said after taking the call.

"Harry, where are you?" He heard James' voice.

"In the Abruzzi, Uncle James. I leased a motorbike and took to exploring the mountains. Guess what, I met this sexy girl at the beach and she invited me to her birthday party tomorrow evening." He told his partner.

"Oh, nice to know. What's the girl's name?" James asked, knowing that calls via mobile could be easily overheard.

"Stefania Estrago. I'll tell you more about her when I come back. Was there anything you needed, Uncle?" Harry asked.

"I wanted to ask if you could get me a bottle of really good wine in the town. My business partner has invited me for tomorrow night for dinner. His daughter is celebrating her coming of age and he is having some members of the older generation over for a nice dinner while his villa is taken over by his daughter and her guests. I have the feeling your girl might be my business partner's daughter, so be nice to her."

"I'm always nice to beautiful women, you should know that." Harry said.

"Alright, Harry, remember the wine." James said and cut the connection.

Harry put his handy back into his pocket, just looking over the landscape now without the binoculars. When he was ready to mount his bike again and leave, he heard the motor of a sports car coming closer. Soon he saw a silver cabriolet speeding towards his position. The driver of the car was very familiar to him.

The car pulled away from the road and stopped next to his bike. Stefania Estrago exited the car, grinning predatorily at meeting her newest toy. It was really neat what a bit of influence in the right circles could get you. She had been bored at the meeting and was glad it had been over after only an hour. She had questioned the guy at the hotel reception about the room number and the current whereabouts of Harry Potter and had been told he had leased a motorbike to explore the Abruzzi. Well, she now knew where she could find him. So she ditched Fernando and Ricardo to find Harry and hopefully continue where they had left at the beach.

Her choice of clothing was evidence of her plans. She wore a short pink skirt that barely covered her bum over a very, very small black thong. Her top was a tight fitting neck holder in a lighter shade of pink than her skirt, which left her back completely exposed and showed of her cleavage. It was the kind of outfit that would be connected with a slut and she wasn't too proud to admit that was exactly what she wanted to let Harry think she was. She had forgone a bra and her nipples showed through the cloth of her top.

"Harry!" She greeted waving at him. "Such a lovely surprise to find you out here."

"Stefania. I can only say it's lovely to see you so soon. I feared I'd only get to see you tomorrow evening at your party. You look really sexy." Harry pretended to undress her with his eyes.

She was very easy on the eyes of a male, he had to admit it, without his training he would probably already do it. She knew how to cleverly use her female guile to achieve her aims. He knew this meeting wasn't a coincidence, she probably had asked for him at the hotel reception. Well, he would play her game. He needed to be sure she would be in the right mood to talk about the mafia headquarters tomorrow and if he fulfilled her desire today, it would be a lot easier. And he wouldn't deny he was looking forward to shag her.

"Oh, aren't you a naughty boy, Harry. But thank you for the compliment. I like appreciation for my efforts to look good." She laughed.

Harry soon was behind her, embracing her while breathing down her neck.

"I'm not so sure if I'm the only one who is naughty here, dear Stefania." He whispered while rubbing her toned stomach.

"Guilty as charged. I couldn't forget the magic you worked on me with your hands. I was really disappointed that we were unable to continue earlier today." She purred in his ear, while leaning back, giving him a very good look at her cleavage.

Warning: Lemon from here on !

Harry began sliding his hands up and down her body, using pressure points to strengthen her already existing arousal. He kissed her exposed neck and back and slipped his hands under her tight top. He knew with the top being as tight as it was, the additional pressure on her breasts would turn her on even more.

"Oh yes, that is the magic I spoke of. And this time I won't let anything distract me from my prize." She said, turning around, claiming his mouth.

While engaged in a heated making out session, Harry let his hand slip under her top from the front and began fondling her right breast. He cupped her breast and began massaging it. She was producing pleasant sounds, obviously enjoying his efforts. Then he moved his hand over to her left breast and repeated his actions.

"Oh yes, Harry. That's it." She moaned.

Stefania was very happy with how Harry complied with her needs. She needed him to shag her senseless right here and now. The danger of being seen only added to her excitement. And Harry didn't annoy her with hesitation; he realized what she wanted and just did it.

"This won't do, Stefania. This top has to go!" He ordered.

Oh yes, today she would let him totally dominate her. She loved that game. It always brought some of the best shags for her. Really, sometimes she had ordered Ricardo to play dominate and submissive with her, but her bodyguard was too prude to really enjoy the game. And she only used her bodyguards for sex if she couldn't find any better option.

"Yes, my Lord." She replied.

Harry understood, she wanted to play, well, he knew the game as well.

"Very good. I want to see the prize I have won in all its unaltered glory. Strip for me."

Harry let her go and gave her a look that meant he was serious about her stripping for him in the middle of the Abruzzi next to the road. He bent down into the cabriolet and turned on her CD player, using full strength of the sound system. He leaned at the side of her car and watched her, licking his lips. She absolutely loved his forceful look. She began to slowly lift her top while moving to the music and played with her full breasts, giving him a good show. Then she followed with her skirt, leaning over the cowl of her cabriolet, showing him just how small her thong was and slowly pulled her skirt down over her shaved legs. Now she stood there in high heels and thong and gave him a dancing interlude. She whirled around him, and was surprised when he stopped her motions and forcefully pushed her onto the cowl.

He started sucking her breasts and slipped his right hand under her thong. She loved the feeling he created. His left hand held her arms in place while he ravished her body. Yes, she really knew how to choose her men. She would definitely keep him for a while before she moved on.

"Oh yes, my Lord. Let me be your slave." She moaned fully emerging in her role.

He really knew how to increase her arousal. His fingers moved inside her pussy, stimulating her clit while he lightly bit and sucked her breasts. She wanted to know how big his cock was. He pulled her up to his face.

"So, you want to be my sex slave, slut." He stated looking intensely in her eyes, getting a nod. "Then on your knees and suck my cock."

She shuddered. This was what she wanted. Total domination. She undid the button of his jeans and pulled down the zipper. She then pulled down his jeans far enough that she could access his cock. His boxers were of the kind with a slit in front to have easier access to the cock she wanted to taste so badly. She got access and found his cock already hard, ready for action. But she wanted unrestricted access, so the boxers went down quickly as well. She began licking the tip of his cock with her tongue and sucked slowly. She knew how to do this, every man she had pleased this way was putty in her hands after she finished with them.

Harry groaned in ecstasy. She really knew what she did. He definitely liked this mission. This was one of the best blow jobs he had ever got. Oh, now she was resorting to deep throating him. Really, this girl was a true slut. Finally he felt his climax coming.

"Slave, I want you to take all my cum and swallow it." He demanded.

Then she pushed him over the threshold. And really, she managed to swallow the whole load.

"Really good." He said huskily.

"Did I do well enough for my reward, my Lord?" She asked, shoving her breasts into his face, making him suck them reflexively.

"Yes, my slave, you earned your reward. How do you want me to perform your reward?" He asked stroking her firm butt with his hands.

"Thank you for letting me choose, my Lord. Take me from behind, please. Pound into me with your rock hard cock, let me feel ecstasy." She feverishly begged.

"Very well, you earned yourself this favour from me. Bend over the cowl of the car, spread your legs, and I'll show you my appreciation." He said huskily.

She bent over, stabilizing her body with her hands on the cowl, waiting for him to take her.

"You forgot to do one thing; I'll have to punish you for it. Your pussy is still covered by your thong. I want no barriers between me and you. Next time, you'll refrain from wearing one at all. Is that understood?" He asked.

"Yes, my Lord. As you command." She said, extremely needy now.

Harry used a small knife he had with him all the time to simply cut away the thong.

He pushed his jeans and boxers completely down to get the full experience and positioned himself behind her and without warning thrust into her. She wasn't tight like a virgin, but still tight enough to make him enjoy this experience. He pounded her pussy mercilessly to the sound of her ecstatic cries.

"Oh yes, my Lord, please fuck me harder. Please fuck your slave faster." She begged and Harry complied.

'She really is into these roll playing games. Well, I'll have to think something up for tomorrow evening.' Harry thought while increasing his speed. 'Sirius would be proud of me.'

After several minutes of Harry pounding into her and flash smacking on flesh, he had her where he wanted her. He decided to give her an idea of his stamina today and go three times. He let her cum and get the full pleasure of her orgasm while he held his climax back.

"Thank you, my Lord." She moaned out.

"You're welcome, my slave, now that I have fulfilled your wish, I'll take you my way." He said, pulling out of her and turning her around. He pushed her onto the cowl so she lied on it again and forcefully spread her legs.

"I want to drink your nectar, my slave." He said and began attacking her pussy with his tongue, tasting the aftereffects of her orgasm.

Her moans were music in his ears. While he was licking her, she played with her breasts. He stopped licking her and pulled her hand away from her breasts.

"Those boobs are mine. You'll only play with them for me. Now I'll have to punish you again. You really are a naughty slave."

"Forgive me, Master." She pleaded lustfully.

"No, you'll be punished." He stated, pounding into her again, making her cry out in lust.

He moved to her breasts and attacked them violently with his mouth, producing a small amount of pain for her.

"You understand, slave?" He grunted while thrusting in and out of her.

"Yes, my Lord. I'll be a good slave." She moaned.

'My god, he is fantastic. None of the others could get into character for my games like Harry. I hit the jackpot.' She thought blissfully.

On top of the next hill overlooking the cut-out where the two were having fun, a black car was parked. Next to the car were two men watching the scene through binoculars.

"Damn, that is hot." One commented.

"Miss Estrago seems to have found an equal for her game." The other agreed.

"Yeah, that Potter knows how to take her. Her cries of pleasure are in the top range of our observations so far."

"Well, let her have her fun. As long as he doesn't do anything she doesn't want, we are not to interfere with her actions."

The two continued watching the fucking pair.

Harry brought her to her climax again and this time filled her with his seed. He was sure she had used protection before she came here, but he was also on a potion to prevent him impregnating any women he had sex with. He let his climax fade before he pulled out of Stefania's pussy. He turned her around again.

"Another round, you're insatiable today, my Lord." She purred.

"Indeed, my slave." He confirmed and positioned his cock at her second entrance this time. He carefully pushed into her ass, getting a lustful moan from her again.

"This is the punishment for playing with something that is mine to do with as I please, so remember it next time." He whispered.

"Yes, my Lord, I deserve this punishment." She obediently said.

Harry began to thrust in her ass and he could tell by her moans that she liked it very much.

Lemon over

Finally after over an hour of sex, Harry really wondered why no other cars or motorbikes had passed their location, Stefania put her top and skirt back on. She was pleasantly fulfilled and was already looking forward to tomorrow evening. Harry was putting his boxers and pants back on, also feeling very satisfied.

"Oh, Harry, you were great." Stefania glowingly praised Harry. "I never had a lover who was willing to comply with my ideas for role play so completely."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Stefania. Sometimes I just have to let the bad boy in me out." He said. "I'm also very honoured that you took that much effort to find me."

He held her in his arms smiling at her softly.

"So you figured it out. Well, I'm a girl with needs. And you, my bad boy, have just given me one of the best fucks I ever had. I really hope you'll think of something special for tomorrow, after all it's my birthday party."

"You won't be disappointed. But what will your guests say if I steal you for the majority of the night?" Harry asked huskily.

"They will cope. And it's not as if they wouldn't find ways to entertain themselves, if you understand me." She purred back, rubbing herself against him.

"Ah yes, I can imagine what they will do to get over their loss. By the way, do you have any favourites I should know about, considering my plans for tomorrow?" Harry asked.

"No, I want you to surprise me with your ideas. Today should have given you some ideas."

"Alright, I'll remember it."

Harry stepped forward and claimed her mouth a last time.

"Until tomorrow, Stefania." He bade her good-bye and mounted his bike, put the helmet on and sped away.

Okay, I hope you liked it. I worked on the lemon to make it hopefully acceptable for the site. Till next time.