Harry dove down and rolled around, dodging another spell that whisked past his ears, missing him by inches.
His breathing was heavy, his whole face and body were sweaty, and he felt as if his arms and legs were going to fall off in exhaustion at any moment.
He was currently in the room of requirement facing against Dumbledore, who was standing without a drop of sweat on him, completely energised for his old age.
And it was because for the last half hour, Harry had been constantly dodging spells after spells from the old wizard, and he remembered how it all started.
It was the second Sunday of September, and Harry had arrived at the headmaster's office after receiving a note from him to come to his office.
Harry had hoped, and his hopes were answered when Dumbledore told him he had invited him for their first tutoring session.
For the last two weeks, this was what Harry had been waiting anxiously for.
Since he had been informed by the Dumbledore that he was going to teach him, he had been counting the days, and today was finally that day.
Their session started in the office, where Dumbledore had asked him about what he had learned, and Harry had answered him and surprised the old man with how far he had already read the book he was given.
After that, Dumbledore tested him and made him perform the spells he had learned. Harry had again impressed him with how much of a perfect grasp he already had of the spells.
Dumbledore also gave him his own very informative pointers, and Harry realised why the man was the most powerful and one of the most intelligent wizards of all time.
His understanding of spells truly showed how much deep knowledge he had in magical lore.
After that, Dumbledore decided it was time for practical training, which was the part Harry was most excited about.
But they had a problem finding a place where they could train.
They first thought about training in the open on the grounds of the school, but Harry thought it would just make it easy for other students to see them, and then the rumour would spread that he was getting tutored by the headmaster, showing his favouritism again.
So they cancelled that, but then Harry remembered the room Dobby had told him about in the previous year when he needed a place to train.
And they found Dumbledore knew about the place as well, albeit accidentally.
So for the past hour, they have been here in this room, training.
First, Dumbledore made him do some warm-up exercises and manoeuvres to increase his speed of aiming and dodging, which Harry had to admit had already helped him significantly.
After that, Dumbledore instructed him to throw his most powerful spells on the dummies provided by the room.
And he had to keep throwing the spells until his magical core was finally drained.
This exercise, according to Dumbledore, is to help a wizard or witch increase their magical core.
Because of how big Harry's core already was, he had to throw spells for half an hour continuously, and by the end of it, he felt competitively drained like he had never before in his life.
But if he had thought his torture was over, he was wrong because then came the most gruesome part of training, which was the dodging training.
And that was what Harry had been doing for the past half hour; he had been dodging spells thrown by Dumbledore without his wand to shield himself, as he was only allowed to dodge.
He wasn't allowed any magical help, but only his own speed and reflexes.
And it had been the most exhausting time of Harry's life.
For nonstop in the past half hour, he had been dodging, jumping, and doing everything possible he could to stay out of the way of the spells.
And the spells weren't harmless either; they were stinging spells, and that was too powerful, so every time Harry got hit, he experienced one of the worst pains he ever had.
But as much as he hated it, it was working as Dumbledore wanted; the pain gave him more motivation and reason to do everything in his power to dodge those spells.
But Harry could really feel his limit; his legs were on the verge of giving out. He didn't know how much longer he could continue doing this because he felt as if he was going to fall down any second.
Fortunately for him, Dumbledore finally stopped firing.
"I think that's enough for today," he said with a proud smile at his students hard work.
But Harry didn't even notice the smile because, as soon as Dumbledore called the stop, he was already falling on his back.
He lay there on the ground, spread eagle, with heavy breathing, feeling pain in every part of his body and his limbs as if they were the heaviest thing in the world.
"I must say, Harry, I am impressed by your showing today and with how much improvement you made." Dumbledore praised him with an impressed face.
Harry's only acknowledgement of the praise was a pitiful groan and a thumbs up, which he did with great difficulty.
Dumbledore chuckled. "Well, it seems like I may have gone a bit overboard with your training today."
Harry mustered all his strength and sent a glare at the old man, who just laughed harder.
"I think you should have a relaxing bath this room could provide to sooth your muscles, and then come to my office for some further talk," the old wizard said, and then left the room, leaving an exhausted teen on the floor.
Harry laid down for a while longer, then, with a thought, a bathtub appeared magically filled with warm water and muscle-soothing oil, and with all his strength, he stood up and did as the headmaster told him and took the much-needed relaxing bath.
After the really relaxing and helpful bath, which had made him refreshed and energetic once more,
Harry was now sitting in his seat in front of the headmaster.
"So, as I was telling you, Harry, you really did impress me today." Dumbledore said, "You already are as good, if not better, than most seventh-year students with your duelling skills and magical knowledge."
Harry stayed silent and just nodded with a proud feeling for his hard work over the summer.
"But what impressed me most was how much you pushed yourself to be better." Dumbledore continued, "Your improvement today in your speed and reflexes was remarkable. You may have stated slowly and got hit with a few of the spells, but you then forced yourself to get better and began doing better and better as our session continues."
"By the end, you were good enough that I was having a hard time hitting you with my spells." Dumbledore finished with a warm, proud smile.
"Thank you, Professor." Harry smiled back. "Even though your training method was painstaking, it was still very helpful."
"Glad you thought so, Harry." Dumbledore chuckled and then turned serious. "There was one other thing I wanted to ask you, Harry."
"What is it?" Harry asked.
"Do you know about occlumency?" Dumbledore asked as he leaned forward with his fingers intertwined.
Harry raised his eyebrows when he heard the very familiar term.
"Judgementing by your expression, I could say you do know about it," Dumbledore said as he stared down at Harry with his intense gaze.
"I do," Harry sighed. "Sirius told me about it and also taught me a little bit during the summer."
"Well, that's very good, then." Dumbledore said and relaxed back in his chair. "I'm glad he did it; it made my work easier."
"I don't understand, professor," Harry said with furrowed brows.
"It's nothing much, Harry; occlumency was one of the magical arts I was going to teach you, so Sirius in a way made my work easier because he already taught you the basics."
Dumbledore, then, with his wand, summoned a book and handed it to Harry. "This is the best book you could find in mind arts. Read it and try the steps it tells you to strengthen your mind, and then in our next session, I will test you."
Harry looked in awe at the book with the title "The True Wonders of Mind Magic."
He looked up at the old wizard and smiled gratefully. "Thank you, professor."
"Don't mention it, my boy." He waved at him and then noticed the time. "It seems it's breakfast time, and I believe after the morning exercise we just did, you must be hungry."
Harry's stomach rumbled in response to his question, and his face turned red in embarrassment while Dumbledore laughed.
"I guess that's the answer to my query." Dumbledore chuckled, "I think you should head down and fill that empty stomach; I would be there shortly as well."
Harry nodded. "I will, professor." He then turned and practically sprinted to the hall to fill his rumbling stomach.
Harry was eating his second serving by the time Hermione finally came down for breakfast.
He had been here since the hall was empty, and now the students were coming in from their sleep.
"Harry, where have you been all morning?" Hermione said it frustratingly while sitting on the bench beside him.
Harry chewed and swallowed the bacon in his mouth and then replied, "I have been with Professor Dumbledore since early morning."
Hermione's eyebrows furrowed. "Why?"
"Today he finally decided to have our first training session," Harry smirked.
"Harry, that's amazing." Hermione beamed, "You have been waiting for these the last two weeks."
"Yep." Harry nodded and took a bite of the steak. "His message came in very early today by an hogwarts elf some three hours ago, and since then, I have been with him."
"How was it?" Hermione asked as she filled her plate.
"Well..." Harry started explaining how his morning went while they both enjoyed the first meal of the day.
"I would be so jealous of you if it didn't sound so tiring," Hermione said once he finished explaining.
"It was, trust me," Harry sighed. "And if it weren't for the fact that I have survived Wood's brutal quiditch training and this summer's hard exercises, I would have been unconscious right now."
"Did someone mention wood training?" Katie said as she plopped down beside Hermione and began filing her plate.
"I did, as an example to Hermione," Harry said to his fellow Quiditch teammate.
"You know, no offence to him, but I'm kind of glad he finally left so we didn't have to suffer his military training anymore," Katie stated.
"Harry chuckled. "I think we all do."
"By the way, Harry." Katie turned to him and looked at his exhausted state. "Why do you look like you have been through Wood's horror morning trainings again today?"
"I just had very intense exercises, nothing else." Harry lied, knowing he couldn't tell everyone he had been training with Dumbledore.
Thankfully, Katie bought the lie, nodded, and went back to her meal.
Harry and Hermione continued their eating and talking while the hall began filing with the students.
Their friends also started arriving one by one, with Ginny first, who sat across them after wishing a good morning and began filling her plate full, once again proving she was a weasley by her huge appetite.
Ron came as well, looking half asleep. He sat a bit far from them and started stuffing his mouth with food. Harry and Hermione turned their attention away from him, not wanting to look any longer at him disgustingly eating.
"Good morning, Harry and Hermione."
They looked up, hearing their names, and saw a smiling Susan Bones, who sat on Harry's left and began filling her plate.
Seeing the hufflepuf with them on the gryffindor table had become somewhat of a common thing now, and no one even batted an eye or made any comment.
It all started when one day Harry decided to sit on the Ravenclaw bench with Hermione, as she wanted to have lunch with Padma but was afraid because of house rivalries.
So Harry dragged her to the table, sat with the shocked Padma, and began eating like nothing had happened.
Obviously, Harry knew it wouldn't go unnoticed when Snape, whom he had expected, came and deducted points from him for sitting at the wrong table.
But Harry was ready for it, and he delivered one sentence that silenced the shallow man.
"I don't think I did anything wrong, professor. As far as I am concerned, according to the Hogwarts Rule Book, students are allowed to sit on any other house table during breaks except for the first and last feast of the year."
He was also supported by Dumbledore, who confirmed the legal rule and left Snape more embarrassed, as not only was he proven wrong in front of everyone, but he also had to give him his points back as well.
Harry was also awarded extra points by Dumbledore for motivating house unity.
But for Harry, the favourite reaction was that of Hermione, who was impressed with him for knowing such a rule and disappointed in herself that she didn't; after all, this was her expertise.
After that, a new wave flew in, and everyone began sitting with their friends from other houses.
Even Slytherins as well, which was proved as Padma and Daphne sat after Susan and began their daily chat with Harry and Hermione while eating.
As Harry was sitting after finishing his meal while listening to his new friends talk, he remembered something.
He turned to Susan on his left and said, "Susan, remember the lessons we talked about that you wanted?"
Susan nodded eagerly. "I do."
"Well, today's the day for that." Harry told her, "I have free time this evening, and if you are free as well, we could have those lessons."
"Really?" Susan asked excitedly, and Harry nodded.
"Prefect Harry, thank you." She beamed.
"Wait, what lesson?" Daphne asked with her eyes narrowed, and Padma leaned forward with the same expression as well.
"Nothing much," Harry said, shaking his head. "Susan just wanted lessons with me to improve her duelling skills."
"Why didn't we know anything about it?" Daphne hissed at Susan, and Padma nodded with her.
Susan shrugged. "I didn't see why I needed to tell you two about it." She smirked and then turned to Harry with a sweet smile. "Forget about them, Harry; just tell me the time and place I will be there."
"Um, yeah." Harry confusedly looked between the smiling Susan and the two witches, who were glaring daggers at her. "6 in the evening, on the seventh floor, I would meet you there."
"Brilliant!" Susan exclaimed. "Don't worry, I will be there on time."
Harry nodded, and he left with one last kiss to Hermione's cheeks and a smile at the two witches, who were still glaring at Susan but turned to smile at him.
After he was gone, Daphne and Padma turned back at Susan.
"Don't think we don't know what you are trying to do here," Daphne said, narrowing her eyes at her.
"I don't know what you are talking about; Harry is just going to teach me how to get better at fighting," Susan said innocently.
"Susan, we know your only plan here is to get closer to Harry." It was Padma who said this time accusingly.
"Alright, you two got me." Susan sighed. "But I don't know why you are so jealous. Just get better."
She smirked at both and left the hall with a skip in her step as she fantasised about the time she was going to spend with Harry alone today and the things she wanted to happen.
Susan left behind two fuming witches who turned to Hermione, who, until now, was just enjoying the byplay between her friends.
"She is not wrong; you two need to stop being jealous and just do better to get Harry's attention and free time with him to get closer," Hermione told them, and both of them sat there with their jealousy and minds turning to an idea to get closer to Harry.
At 6 in the evening, as Harry said, Susan was on the seventh floor, fully ready for the duel and the things she had planned.
She had chosen the outfit for this evening carefully as well.
She was wearing black leggings that not only helped her flexibility and move flawlessly but also highlighted her round arse very well. She knew Harry was going to have a hard time standing behind her.
On top, she was wearing a tight top that pushed her already huge tits, and with a neckline that gave a perfect view of her big cleavage, she also daringly didn't wear a bra, and her nipples were clearly visible since they were already rock hard.
All in all, she knew Harry was going to have a hard time with her in this right outfit, and she was going to take every advantage as she could to tease him mercilessly until he broke.
Thanfully, she was wearing a robe to cover her outfit, as she only wanted Harry to see her in this and no one else.
She had been standing on the seventh floor as Harry told her for some time, and finally she saw him coming towards her.
"You are before time, Susan," Harry said in mild surprise.
"I promised you, didn't I, that I would be on time?" Susan cheekily smiled.
Harry chuckled, shook his head, and then gestured for her to follow him.
Susan followed Harry as he led her to an empty corridor and a blank wall opposite the troll tapestry, and then, confusingly for her, he paced up and down with his eyes closed.
Before Susan could ask him if he was alright, a door magically appeared on the previously blank wall, and Susan gasped in surprise with wide eyes.
"Don't just stand there and come in." Harry smirked at her gobsmacked face and opened the door.
Susan stepped into the room and saw a big room or a complete floor filled with various things.
When she looked closer, Susan noticed it was all the things needed in wide or duelling training, including the dummies and the obstacle courses.
"Welcome to the room of requirements," Harry said with pride and smugness at her shocked look.
"W..what i-is this room?" Susan stuttered in shock as she looked around the vast room, which looked bigger than any room in the school.
"This," Harry explained while spreading his arm, "is a magical room that could change itself to the wishes of the user like this," he said, and the room changed into a cosy room with a fireplace, then, with another thought, it changed back to the room before.
"This is amazing," Susan breathed.
"Isn't it?" Harry smirked smugly. "Now I think we have wasted enough time; let's get to what we are here for."
He then took off his robes, and Susan's breath hitched as she saw what he was wearing.
Harry was wearing a white tight jogger, and it highlighted his thick and fit thighs and calfes perfectly, and Susan almost drooled at the sight of his tight arse.
On his upper body, he had a tank top that left his muscled arms bare.
And Susan didn't know if she wanted to curse him or kiss him as her eyes feasted on his lean, muscled, delicious body and her cunt became wet at the dirty thoughts filing her mind.
She had come prepared to make Harry melt, and now she wasn't sure who was the one seducing whom.
With great strength, she pulled her eyes away from him and took off her robes as well. She put it on the closest chair after folding it.
She adjusted her top to show more cleavage and, with an innocent tone, asked Harry, "Harry, do you think my outfit is suitable for fighting?"
"Don't worry, you don't have to wear anything spe-" He stopped speaking as he turned and saw what she was wearing.
His eyes widened, and he stuttered, "i-i m-mean yeah, yeah, t-thats alright."
Susan bit her cheeks to hide her smug smile, and she did a twirl. "Are you sure? Maybe it's too tight?" She said pulling her top made her big boobs bounce.
"Yeah, they are perfect." Harry said it in a daze, and when he realised what he said, he shook his head. "I-I mean, your outfit is perfect; you don't have to worry."
"Good," Susan grinned, "so what do we do first?"
Harry pulled his eyes from her tits, and she could see a red hue on his handsome face.
He coughed. "Yeah, so first we are going to do some light exercises to warm up our muscles."
"Okay," Susan nodded.
And then Harry showed her some light exercise, and Susan began following him, doing the warm-up with him.
Even though the next fifteen minutes were hard and sweaty for her, it was Harry who had the hardest time, as he tried and failed to have his eyes on anything but Susan.
Susan made it impossible for him, and she took every opportunity she could to make it hard for him.
When they were doing laps, she was in front of him with her ass swaying, making it impossible for Harry's eyes to not drift to her jiggling ass.
If he thought that was hard enough, he wasn't ready when Susan showed her flexibility by bending down to touch her toes.
The problem for Harry was that she was doing it right on his face, and she was jutting her ass out right in front of his eyes.
He had to bite his tongue to not groan out loud and control his hands to not spank her meaty arse.
Even though she knew Harry was already having a hard time and something else big and thick was also hard by the way he constantly adjusted his joggers to not show the outline of his cock, she still didn't grant him mercy.
For the last part of their warm-up, they did the jumping jack, and Susan did it with her front to Harry, making his eyes bounce in his sockets as they were fixed on her bouncing tits that were almost spilling out of her top.
Thankfully for Harry, they finally finished their warm-up, and he took an extra five minutes to get his rock-hard dick to soften back.
"Harry, are you alright?" Susan innocently asked, as if she wasn't the cause of his distress.
"Um, yeah, fine. I'm fine," Harry said with a tight smile, took a deep breath, and tried the occlumency tricks he read to empty his mind.
Finally, he exhaled, feeling completely in control of his body and his dick.
"Alright," Harry said. "So, Susan, the thing I mainly noticed when we duelled in class is that you don't use your power properly."
"What do you mean?" Susan asked with a furrowed eyebrow.
"What I mean is that when you throw a spell, you don't put enough power in it." Harry explained fully in his teaching mode. "I can understand you don't do that because you want to throw more spells and faster, but there are times when it's better if you put more power into your spells rather than fire more spells."
"For example, let's say there is an opponent who puts up a strong shield." With a single thought of his, a dummy magically appeared in the room and put up a strong 'protego' as Harry said.
"Now what you do, Susan, is throw many light-powered spells in quick succession to break the shield like this." Harry fired four spells one after another, and the shield held for three spells but finally broke after the fourth.
The dummy again formed a strong shield.
"But what you should be doing is throwing a single powerful spell to break the shield with only one hit like this." Harry this time fired an overpowered shield breaker spell,'scutum ruptor', and broke the shield with a single spell, effectively shattering it.
Susan's eyes widened as she saw in awe how Harry broke the shield with only one spell.
"Do you get it now? What am I trying to tell you, Susan?" Harry asked with a raised brow.
"I do." Susan nodded, then frowned. "But I don't think I am powerful enough, Harry."
"Hey!" Harry grabbed her shoulder and turned her towards him. "I know you have it in you; you just have to bring it out."
Susan stared into those beautiful emerald eyes of his that she had seen in her dreams for so long, and now, seeing the belief in his eyes for her, she felt a new-found confidence surge through her.
She straightened her shoulders and nodded with full confidence. "You are right, I can do it."
"Good." Harry smiled, and with one last squeeze on her shoulders, he stepped back. "Now I want you to throw a powerful 'reducto' spell on the dummy."
Susan turned to the dummy, and with a deep breath, she stabbed her wand and fired the spell.
"Reducto"
A red beam flew from her wand and struck the dummy in the middle, leaving a small hole in it.
Susan turned to Harry, expecting a smile, but all she saw was an unimpressed face.
"Again, with more power," Harry ordered in a stoic voice.
Susan turned again and threw the spell again on the new dummy, with more power.
"Reducto"
The spell struck again, and this time the hole was a little bigger.
She looked at Harry but again met the same face.
"Again"
Susan huffed and fired the spell again, and before she could even turn, she heard him again.
"Again"
And just like that, Susan kept throwing spells again and again as Harry stayed unimpressed every time, making her very frustrated, until finally she couldn't take it anymore and shouted at him.
"How much power do you even want?!"
Susan panted with heavy breathing and looked at Harry with anger and frustration.
"This much," Harry said, and with one stab of his wand and a whispered 'reducto', he threw a big red beam that struck the dummy and obliterated it completely without even leaving a single piece of it.
Susan stood shocked with bulging eyes as she saw the state of the solid dummy Harry turn into ashes with only one spell.
"I..I can't do that, Harry." She said hesitantly, not believing in herself that she could produce such power.
"Yes, you can, Susan." Harry said encouragingly, "You are just afraid and not giving your all. You need to feel your emotion, feel the power inside of you, tap into it, and fire that spell with full power. You can do it; you just have to believe in yourself more."
Susan, hearing how much Harry believed in her, made up her mind that she was going to do it, if not for her, then for Harry, who believed in her more than she did.
She closed her eyes and tried to do as Harry said. Once she felt the power souring inside her, she opened her eyes, and with one look at the dummy, she fired the spell with a loud shout.
"REDUCTO"
This time her spell was bigger and faster, and once it struck the dummy, it shattered it whole like Harry wanted, leaving it in dust and ashes.
Susan beamed seeing her success, and this time when she turned, she saw a proud face of Harry.
"I did it!" She exclaimed and jumped into Harry's arms, hugging him tightly.
Harry returned her hug and chuckled, seeing how happy she was. "You definitely did, but this is just the start. Our lesson is not over yet. We have more things to do."
"Harry," Susan whined, pocking his chest. "At least let me enjoy my moment and not ruin it."
Harry laughed and threw his hands up. "Alright, alright, I'm just saying you just started. You can be happy with your progress later, when we are done."
Susan huffed and crossed her arms, but then her lips curled in a smile, and she dropped her act and said, "Okay, then what's next?"
And after that, for the next hour, she and Harry kept throwing different spells with varying powers because, for today, Harry only wanted to focus on making her master how much power she needed to put in her spells.
Finally, their training for the day was completed, and they were both sitting on a couch they requested from the room.
Susan sat relaxed on the couch beside Harry as she tried to catch her breath after the tenuous work Harry had put her through for the last couple of hours.
She had to admit that even though Harry was a strict teacher who only wanted the best from her, he was actually a very good one.
As strict as he was, he was also very caring and helped her whenever she needed it, and he also pushed and motivated her when she felt down and not capable enough of her own abilities.
These qualities made her fall for him harder than before, and as she stared at him and saw his hot, sweaty body, she remembered the second motive she had for this lesson today.
Susan felt an aching heat in her core as she looked at the way sweat was rolling down his veiny arms, and her eyes drifted to his sweaty chest, where his tight top was sticking to his body so perfectly she could count his rock-hard abs.
Her eyes then fell from his abs to his lap, and she bit her lip and squirmed in her seat as she saw the outline of his cock clearly through his joggers.
Her mouth watered, seeing how long and thick it was, even when Flaccid and Susan couldn't control her anymore.
She crawled into his lap, grabbed his cock, and kissed him on the neck, tasting the salty taste of his sweat.
Susan had thought Harry was going to be the one to break first after how much she had teased him today, but it was she who couldn't stop herself anymore and was now in his lap, jerking his cock through his joggers and kissing his hot, sweaty neck.
She had expected Harry to be shocked and surprised, but it was her who was left in shock when she heard him chuckle instead.
"I was wondering when you were going to break and finally take matters into your own hands."
Feeling his chest rumble and hearing his husky voice, Susan pulled back and looked at Harry, smirking at her.
"What?" she asked in shock as her hands stopped jerking him.
"What? You really thought I wasn't going to notice you wearing such hot and fit clothing and teasing me with your voluptuous body," Harry said with a raised eyebrow.
"You knew what I was trying," Susan squeked.
"Hmm." Harry nodded and grabbed her ass. "I know all three of you, Daphne and Padma, want to be with me."
"How?"
"Well, if you three naughty Vixen teasing me every class we had together wasn't enough for me to know, then Hermione confirmed it when she, without knowing, told me how you three wanted me when she was in throes of pleasure when I fucked her," Harry huskily told her.
Susan shivered from the tone of his voice, imagining how hard Harry would have fucked Hermione for her to tell him about their secret crush on him.
"You have no problem with us three having a crush on you," Susan asked with hope.
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. "Susan, I would be the biggest idiot in the world if I had a problem with three hot witches wanting a piece of me."
"So I did all of this for no reason," Susan pouted as she looked at her tight fit.
"Who said it was for no reason? I definitely enjoyed seeing you and those huge tits of yours in this outfit," Harry stated as he licked at her sweaty cleavage, "and it did work. You teased me so much; my cock has been hard this whole time."
Susan moaned as Harry licked at her sensitive breasts, and her cheeks turned red as she breathed, "Yeah?"
"Yeah, feel how hard I am for you and your wonderful body." Harry groaned, taking her hands back to his cock.
Susan grabbed his hard cock and smirked. "Do you want me to do something about it, Harry?" she said innocently in a hot tone that made his cock twitch in her hand.
"Fuck yeah, I do." Harry moaned as he bit her and left a mark on her tit. "I have been so hard because of you, and now it's your responsibility to make me relieved."
"Don't worry, I will," Susan purred, sliding down on her knees between his legs.
She hooked her hand in the waistband of his joggers and pulled them down.
And she was left in shock when she got hit on the chin by Harry's heavy cock.
Susan pulled back and gasped with wide eyes as she looked at the massive shaft hanging on her face.
"Fuck.. " Susan gasped, "it's so big!"
Harry chuckled in masculine pride as Susan became the third girl who had seen his cock, and all three had said the same thing.
"Do you like it?" He asked playfully.
"Fuck yeah, I do." Susan nodded with her eyes fixed on his cock. "I have wanted to see this beautiful cock for so long, and by Merlin, Hermione wasn't exaggerating."
Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise, but then he shouldn't be. Of course, Hermione had told the three girls who had a crush on him and wanted him to fuck them.
He knew secretly that she wanted him to fuck her friends.
He was pulled out of his thoughts as Susan took his shaft in her hands and took a long lick of his cock from base to top with her warm tongue.
"Fuck.." Harry moaned and closed his eyes from the pleasure of finally getting his cock licked after how long it had been rock hard for.
Susan smiled in pride as she heard Harry's moan, and it gave her confidence that what she was doing was right.
She had never done this before, but she had practiced on her toy for a time like this, but Harry's cock was going to be a challenge for her as he was much bigger than her toy.
She kissed and licked his cock all over, making it wet with her spit. She moaned as she took a sniff of the musky smell of his cock.
With his cock wet enough, she began stroking it with both of her hands and was shocked and aroused that they were not even covering his whole cock.
Seeing how massive his cock was, Susan felt excited as she thought about how much Harry would stretch her when she finally had him inside her.
But for now, she kept her focus on making Harry cum only with her hands and mouth.
Susan licked her way to the head of his cock and sucked the precum that was ejaculated from his shaft and moaned at the taste of it.
She stroked his cock and flicked her tongue at his cock head, making Harry moan.
"Fuck yes, so good, Susan."
Susan then finally took his cock in her mouth, streching her lips around its thick head.
She lavished his head with her tongue and took him deeper in her mouth until he touched the back of her throat.
Gaghk! She gagged on his cock, kept herself there, and then pulled back to take a deep breath.
She took him back in her mouth, sucking as much of his cock as she could, and stroked the rest of his big cock with her hands.
She hollowed her cheeks and started sucking harder on his cock, with her lips forming an 'O' on his shaft and her hands stroking and stimulating every part of Harry's cock.
"Merlin, so fucking good, Susan, your so good." Harry groaned out her praise.
Susan took his cock out as an idea formed in her head, but she kept stroking him with her hands.
"Do you like what I'm doing to your cock, Harry?" Susan asked huskily as she rubbed her face against his cock and took a lick at it.
"Fuck yeah," Harry breathed. "Your mouth is so warm, and your hands are so soft."
Susan gave him an impish smile. "Then you are going to like this more."
She grabbed her top and yanked it off, letting her huge tits free and making them bounce on her chest.
Harry gasped as he finally got to see those huge boobs he had dreamed about, and, fucking Merlin, they were as perfect as he had imagined.
Susan's boobs were simply huge; saying they were big would be an understatement, and even with their huge size, they were still perky enough to sit on her chest.
Harry took the opportunity and grabbed her boobs, which overfilled his hands. He was surprised by how soft they were, and he noticed how Susan moaned as he squeezed those sweet melons and pulled her pink nipples.
"Do you like my tits, Harry?" Susan moaned.
"Of fucking course I do; I have wanted to do this for so long," Harry groaned as he squeezed her boobs.
Susan giggled. "Don't worry, you will get to play with them as much as you want." She teased and took her tits off his hands. "But I think right now you will love this more."
She took his cock and placed it between her huge tits, and then, with her hands, she squeezed his cock with her soft tits.
"Merlin fuck," Harry gasped as he looked wide-eyed at the way his cock got squeezed between those huge jugs of her.
"I told you you would love this." Susan smirked, and then, standing up on her knees, she began stroking his big cock with her boobs.
"Fucking hell," Harry moaned, "I have died and gone to heaven."
Susan giggled at the ecstatic look on his face.
She had always felt a bit insecure about her tits, thinking they were too big, but now seeing how much Harry was enjoying the titfuck she was giving him, she has no doubt anymore.
Thanfully, because of the much sweat her tits were covered in and her spit on his cock, it was easy to stroke Harry's cock, and Susan jerked his thick shaft with her soft boobs as she practicality bounced her tits on his cock.
"Harry, your cock is so huge that even my big tits can't cover them," Susan moaned wantonly.
And it was true; his cock was poking out from her tits every time she dropped down, hitting her on the chin.
Feeling bold, Susan opened her mouth and sucked his cock in her mouth every time it poked from her tits.
And all the while she was giving the first titjob of her life, she kept eye contact with Harry.
Harry was already on a hair trigger after the suffering; his cock went through Susan's teasing and how hard it had been for the last hour.
And now, feeling not only the big tits of Susan but also her mouth on his cock, he couldn't hold back his long, impending orgasm anymore.
"Fuck Susan, I am going to cum," Harry warned as he felt his bog load on the verge.
Hearing his warning, Susan pulled her mouth off his cock, and with one hand, she held her tits up, and with the other, she stroked his swollen cock.
"Cum on my tits, Harry." Susan moaned, begging him, "Cover them in your seed and paint these huge boobs white."
Harry roared as his cock erupted rope after rope of his thick cum on Susan's big tits. He grabbed his cock and stroked it to cover every inch of her tits and even her neck in his cum.
Susan moaned as Harry showered her tits with his warm cum, making one of her fantasies come true.
After half a minute, Harry's orgasm finally ended, and his cock stopped erupting cum on her tits.
He plopped down on the couch with a dopey smile on his face and took deep breaths to calm down his racing heart, feeling content after his big release.
Susan picked his cum from her tits with her finger, sucked it, and moaned at the taste of his cum. She was definitely going to have Harry cum in her mouth next time.
She stood up, sat beside Harry, and giggled at the stupid smile on his face.
"That.. was.. amazing," Harry said with heavy breath.
Susan grinned. "I can see that."
Harry turned to her, and his cock twitched as he saw the state of her tits covered in his cum.
He grabbed her chin and pulled her in for a soft kiss.
Susan thought it was funny how Harry was kissing her now after covering her in his cum.
But at the moment, she shoved away any silly thoughts like that, closed her eyes, and smiled as she finally got her first kiss from the boy she had a crush on since the 2nd year.
They both sat there kissing passionately as Susan deepened the kiss by opening her mouth and accepting Harry's tongue in.
After a couple of minutes of kissing, when the need for breath became too much, they pulled back and giggled as they saw each other smiling.
"So did I convince you enough to be one of your girls?" Susan asked playfully with a raised eyebrow.
Harry chuckled. "Even though you didn't need to, you sure did more than enough to convince me."
Susan laughed, and Harry joined her as they basked in the aftermath of their intimate moment.
They were interrupted by the ringing of the bell.
"It looks like we have been here for a while; it's dinner time now," Harry said, recognising the bell.
"Good, because I don't know how about you, but I am starving after that vigorous training you put me through," Susan said as her stomach rumbled in hunger upon hearing the bell.
"And after that workout you put me through right now, I could eat a table," Harry replied as he pointed at the cum on her chest.
They both loughed and cleaned themselves before they went to the Great Hall for their dinner.
After a while, Harry and Susan were sitting on the hufflepuff house table, this time eating their meal hungrily and wating for their friends as they were the first ones to come.
Finally, Hermione, Daphne, and Padma arrived and took their seats beside them.
"How was your lesson with Harry Susan?" Hermione asked the busty, red-haired
"It was amazing." Susan grinned. "Harry is a very great teacher," she gushed as she looked at Harry, who smiled back at her.
Hermione smirked at her friends, as she knew from their faces that they did more than just training.
She turned to her other two friends and saw them red-faced with envy looking at Susan; actually, they were rather staring pointingly at Susan's chest for some reason.
Hermione followed their line of sight and saw what they were jealously staring at, and she had to bite her cheeks to stop laughing out loud.
"Susan, there is something on your chest." She pointed while trying her hardest to not laugh.
Susan looked down where Hermione was pointing and saw that some of Harry's cum was still on her boobs, which she had missed while cleaning.
Unlike Harry, whose face turned red, Susan just shrugged and picked the cum with her finger and sucked it while looking straight at Daphne and Padma.
"Oh, this was just an amazing cream Harry gave me after a very hard workout," Susan smirked.
Harry's eyes bulged out in shock, and he took his glass and drank to hide his red face.
Hermione, on the other hand, had to cover her mouth with her hand and laugh silently as she looked at the fuming faces of Daphne and Padma.
She can't wait to see what those two were going to do to get with Harry.
Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope this holiday is amazing for you and that everyone's wishes come true.
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