Harry snuck back up the confusing and extremely similar sets of long winding stairs to go to the large house's kitchen. He's already been here a week but he still keeps getting lost.
"Filthy halfbreed!" A whispered shout came from below him, Harry jumped and stubbed his toe on one of the steps and held in a gasp.
He looked down the stairs to see a snickering elf, Harry scowled before continuing his way up the stairs and trying to ignore the still snickering elf.
He couldn't get into another mini fight with the annoying thing, it was late, really late and if he woke up the weasleys he knows they would lynch him.
And if Remus is even slightly annoyed while asleep…the sheer thought of what Remus would do made Harry lose track of which floor he was on. As he looked around he found nothing to help him.
"Fuck sake" he whispered to himself, he know his and Ron's room was on the third floor but he didn't want to get mixed up. He slowly walked around and decided to test it out, he opened the nearest door that even had the same door handle.
It creaked as it opened leaving Harry smiling as it practically confirmed he got it right and he was in his and Ron's room. Slowly he freaked in to avoid waking Ron.
Quickly he did notice Ron was in the bloody bed! They made a deal that Ron slept on the floor for the first week. Harry right now though didn't care and climbed into bed besides the figure under the sheets.
Just as he was about to shove Ron back onto the floor the figure rolled over. And placed her arm over his stomach, by this point Harry knew he had fucked up and as soon as he look at the figures sleeping face he knew he completely fucked up.
He swallowed and tried to wiggle his way out of the bed but Molly Weasley only gripped him harder against her. He cursed under his breath and tried again with zero success.
He felt Molly place her head against his bare chest and he panicked, his hand tried to gain support so that he could stand while making the least noise possible but he missed. His hand went under the duvet and almost threw it completely against the floor.
Molly released a low murmur against his chest in protest but only snuggled closer against him, inadvertently rubbing her giant breasts against his arm and chest.
Now that made him still in shock, he felt his cock slowly hardening and cursed again. His curiosity took over and he looked down and cursed again. Mrs Weasley was only wearing a small thing nightie that barely held her giant tits.
That was the last straw he needed and he slowly ran his hands over to his boxers and slipped them off. He started to slowly stroke his cock up and down while paying sole attention to her pale tits.
He didn't notice her soft hand slowly making her way to his cock he felt it wrap around his throbbing cock. He stilled and looked into Molly weasleys hooded open eyes.
She smiled lightly at the petrified look on his face before she started to move her hand up and down his cock. "Is this what you wanted, Harry?" Her voice was quiet but caring.
He bit his lip to try and hold in any moans. "Hmm?" she hummed lightly "do you like sneaking into my room and wanking off to my tits" she admonished him as she started to rub faster.
Harry was still in shock as was now a groaning mess as she sped up once more. "Oh you bad boy, since you loved my tits so much how about you pull them out" she said while she sat herself up and gave him an easier time.
With zero hesitation he practically ripped her nightie in two trying to release her tits and when they did bounce out of their containers Harry instantly grabbed them and played with her pale nipples.
She released a loud moan as he pulled and twisted her large nipples and he released an even louder groan as she went even faster.
He fell back against the pillow with another curse as she started to stroke even faster! He started to buck his hips into her soft hand. He could feel himself about to cum but tried to hold it back.
It didn't work, he felt his balls contract at least 4 times before he stopped and looked over to Mrs Weasley who was slowly licking the cum off her fingers.
Harry's mind was racing, he could barely believe what was happening. "Now why don't you head to bed dear" she said and Harry stood slightly disappointed.
"Then tomorrow you come here at let's say the same time and we can go again" she said with a smile before shooing Harry off to bed.
Part two is already on the pa treon. com (slash) RewindS
