Awakenings

Harry and Luna proceeded up to the house.

"Father asked his friends to come help him rebuild the house," Luna explained. "I think they did an outstanding job. Good as new."

"Is your father here?" Harry inquired. Harry had not spoken to her father since the betrayal of their previous visit and he wanted to set things right.

"No. He's in Romania on a research trip looking for evidence of an Eastern European variant of the Blibbering Humdinger."

Harry had no response.

Changing the subject, Luna said, "Harry, I discussed this with Mister Olivander, who is now a dear friend. He agrees that it is time for the subject of wand loyalties, and the conditions under which those loyalties can change, be made know to the public. So I need to ask you more about this. Mister Olivander believes you may be the foremost expert on the subject."

For the next four hours Harry explained how he fit together the series of events that led him to the conclusion that the Elder Wand had shifted its loyalty to Harry. Luna drew diagrams, penciled in approximate dates and names, identified various events in connection with Harry's capturing the wand's loyalty, and asked for detail after detail. The rescue of Olivander from Malfoy Manor and his subsequent inter with Harry served as a confirmation to Harry's understanding of the mechanism of wand loyalties. That short little crop top t-shirt she was wearing and those low-rise shorts was a distraction for Harry during the interview. He realized she wasn't wearing a bra and the trace of her nipples through the thin fabric drew his attention too. Luna was focused on this task and, knowing Luna the way he did, Harry assumed that she had not noticed him ogling her all this time.

"Thank you, Harry. I think I understand," she finally offered.

Now Luna took Harry's hand, gestured for him to follow, and then led him up to her bedroom. She motioned for him to sit on the bed and she sat next to him on his right side.

"Do you like what you're seeing, Harry?" Luna asked.

Luna was always blunt and unfiltered. Harry had come to expect that from her. Also, in his experience, she had no shame. Her simple innocence and authenticity were two of the things Harry loved most about her. In fact, during the most dangerous and difficult times for Luna during the Great Wizard War, Luna never panicked, never flinched, she maintain her even composure, and did what had to be done when she could. But her question made him pause. His instinctive reaction would be best to deny it. But then decided that, since Luna was his friend and she expected Harry to be equally honest, he decided to tell the truth.

"Yes, Luna. I do like what I see."

Luna smiled and peered straight into his eyes, then said, "I do too."

"What?" Harry asked.

"I like what I see, Harry Potter." Then she reached out and without hesitation placed her hand lightly on the bulge in his pants. Harry's cock twitched and swelled. "You don't have to be embarrassed. It's very impressive. And I'm flattered that it responds to me."

Harry was blushing now but her gentle stroking the length of his bulge was distracting him and he could not think what to say or do.

"Harry, do you masturbate?"

This girl was amazing. Again he thought briefly before he answered and again, but because it was Luna, he again answered truthfully. "Yes, Luna. I sometimes do."

"I masturbate too and I often think of you when I do. Do you think of me?"

This question was more challenging. He had thought of her, among others. His fantasy of losing his virginity to an assertive girl that took charge and gave herself up to him rotated among many different girls he knew, some he knew well and some hardly at all. But he had fantasized about Luna, that was true.

"I have thought of you, Luna, yes," he replied, but then added, "but not only you."

Luna was staring at the bulge in his pants and had an angelic smile on her face. She caressed it with purpose now and dropped her hands lower to cup his balls. Suddenly she proclaimed, "I want to see it."

"Luna?" Harry said, meaning what are you up to?

"I've never seen a real one. Please Harry? Of course I'll show you mine as well. Have you ever seen a naked girl?"

"Only in some magazines my cousin keeps hidden in his room," he answered. His cock was swelling more.

"Oh, yes," Luna responded. "Of course I have quite a few photos from, well I don't know what to call them, admirers."

"What?" Harry blurted out. "Luna, what are you saying?"

"I know you're getting mail too, Harry, because you hired the agency I suggested. What kind of photos are you receiving? You must be receiving the most mail of all of us. I'll bet every witch in the British Isles wants to seduce you."

Harry was speechless. Luna stopped stroking him and looked at the expression on his face.

"Didn't you look at your mail?" she asked, incredulously. The look on his face told her all she needed to know. "Oh, I see. Well, let me show you a few of mine."

Getting up she crossed the room to her dresser which Harry now saw had stacks of mail on top. They were arranged into stacks of different height. Luna took one of the short stacks and brought it over to him. Sitting next to him on the bed she pulled out a letter and a photo. Harry didn't bother with the letter because the photo captured his attention. It was a magical photo and the guy pictured in it was stroking his cock. His face wasn't visible, just his cock and balls and his hand stroking his erect cock. Harry could not imagine why anyone would send a photo like that to a girl.

Luna put that one away and pulled out another. This time it was an image of a man through a mirror stroking his cock. His face was visible and he had a grimace on his face. His cock swelled slightly and then shot ropes of cum onto the mirror.

"There are many like that," Luna said. "One even shows a guy fucking a girl from behind. Since I have started getting all this mail I've seen many, many cocks and balls. But I want to see a real one," Luna added. "How about it? Show me Harry and I will show you anything you like."

With that she crossed her arms, grasped the bottom of the crop top and pulled it over her head, exposing her little tits. Luna wore an A-cup if she wore a bra at all. Harry thought her breasts quite lovely, tipped with small areolas and little nubbins of a nipple. Without thinking carefully he reached over and began to caress these beautiful, sexy boobs. Luna accepted that as a sign of consent and reached over to unfasten his belt. Unzipping and opening his fly, she then wormed her fingers under the waist band of his pants and underpants at his hips.

"Lift your arse, Harry."

When he did she stripped his pants and underpants down off his hips and partly down his legs. Getting off the bed and standing before him she worked his pants off his feet and dropped them on the floor. Next she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her own shorts and began to shimmy them down over her hips.

"Take your shirt off, Harry," she instructed.

Soon they were both naked and Luna was staring at his standing erection with what can only be described as a look of wonder. Kneeling between his legs she grasped it and brought her face closer so she could examine it closely. "So big!" she declared. "Harry, I have fifty or sixty dick pics and none of them are as big as you."

Luna retrieved her wand from her discarded pants and before Harry could object she waved it over his pride and glory and spoke the incantation metimur genitalia! Numbers of light emerged from the end of her wand: 6-1/2 and 7-1/2. Luna looked dumbfounded. She rushed to her desk to retrieve a notebook and, flipping through it, she explained that Muggle doctors in the USA had studied typical male erect penis size. Finding the page she was looking for she informed Harry of the results.

"The average male length, erect, is 5.16 inches and the girth, the circumference around the shaft, is 4.69 inches. Also, muggle condoms are made in different sizes and the largest size accommodates a length of 5.9 inches and a girth of 6.1 inches. Harry, you are 6.5 inches long, just a little longer than the biggest condom size, but your girth is 7.5 inches. Your lovely cock is monstrous. "

Now she grasped his cock in her hand. Wrapping her delicate fingers around it the tips barely met. Removing her fingers from his cock and wrapping them around her arm and declared, "My forearm is barely thicker than you champion cock! Oh, Harry!"

Luna then propped her pillows up against the head board, sat up against it, brought her knees up, spread her feet and legs, and dropped her notebook down on the mattress in front of her exposed snatch. Her posture was as lewd as anything Harry could never have imagined. She was completely exposed and completely unashamed.

"I'll be with you in a minute, Harry. Turn and face me, spread your legs apart outside of mine so I can see that monster cock as clearly as you can see my pussy. Scooch up close, please. I just want to jot down some notes."

Harry then watched her jot down the following in her notebook:

Class_Avg_Large_HP
Long_5.16_5.9 _6.5
Girth_4.69_6.1 _7.5

When her notes were complete she picked up the notebook and dropped it on the floor. Turning her attention to Harry she reached down to her pussy and began to trace her fingers along the outside edges of her large lips. Her pussy was a pale pink everywhere except her small lips and her pleasure button. They were a little darker shade of red.

"You see, these are my large lips. Do you like them?" Luna asked.

Hoarsely Harry whispered, "Oh, yes."

"These wrinkled little leaves inside here are my small lips. They're sensitive to the touch. I always wondered what it will feel like if someone sucked on them and tongued them. If I rub them a little they'll swell and begin to part. Watch."

Harry couldn't look away. Sure enough, as she ran her fingers up and down those delicate lips. After a few minutes it was obvious that they had swelled a little and parted slightly. Harry's cock was now painfully hard. Luna spread them open with two fingers and he could now see inside her pretty pussy. Her slit was wet. With her other hand she reached down and pressed a finger against a small opening and inserted it in as far as the third knuckle. Her breath hitched.

"The is the opening to my vagina, and you can call it a cunt if you like. I might like that. Does it excite you?" she said with a slightly unsteady voice. "It's where the penis goes, but you know that. Of course, you don't have a penis, do you? More like a horse cock." Removing her finger she traced along the top folds of her pussy and said, "This is the hood over my sweet little nubbin. My nubbin is amazingly sensitive." She began to circle the area with one finger and began to breathe in little gasps. "Do you like my pussy Harry?"

"Merlin, yes!" he almost shouted. Luna, who could easily surprise him under ordinary conditions, was shocking him now. She was using dirty words, exposing herself to him, masturbating for him, and sharing the secrets of her charms. Harry had never imagined anything so hot, so sexy. While he had never imagined that Luna had this side carnal side, it also did not surprise him. Luna was capable of almost anything and Harry wondered where this was going to lead as his painfully erect cock demanded his attention.

"Touch yourself, Harry." She implored. Show me everything.

Harry was now all in and going along for the ride. His cock demanded relief anyway so he was ready. This magnificent, sexy, alluring creature rested in front of him fully exposed and was happy to be with him. Harry reached down and cupped his ball sack, hefting it gently in his fingers. "This is my ball sack and balls. They are very sensitive. With the right amount of massage on my balls it feels really good. But striking them or squeezing a little too hard can be extremely painful. Among other things, the Cruciatus curse attacks a man's balls ferociously."

Harry gently lifted the entire sack, exposing the junction between his legs underneath. Luna leaned in and saw a couple of rough patches of skin on either side of a slight ridge running down the center. Fascinated she examined it in detail and then exclaimed, "Harry, the area looks like unformed large lips of a pussy and the ridge down the center is where the lips were fused together. How fascinating!"

Harry continued, "Massaging this spot with the tips of your fingers, just under where the sack attaches, can feel really good at the same time my cock is being stroked. A massage like that can tip me over and make me cum when I am getting close."

Luna picked up her wand and spoke the incantation mulcere macula, then pressed the tip to the ridge under his ball sack. Waves of stimulation washed over him."Luna! Too much!" she pulled the wand away. The sensations had been were very powerful and all consuming, surprising Harry.

Now Harry traced his finger along the swollen ridge on his cock, starting between his balls and tracing all the way up to his circumcised head. "If you massage the part of the ridge that you can feel in between my balls while stroking above it can also feel really good. This part of the ridge, and Harry pointed to the first inch below the head, is the most sensitive area of all. The head is the next most sensitive. I always wondered how good it would feel to have a tongue swirl around the head and lick the really sensitive area just here." Harry began stroking the sensitive ridge, squeezing his fist up over the head while stroking and then back down. His cock began to twitch.

Luna was now inspired. She leaned back and started to trace circles around her nubbin with the tips of her fingers. She moaned. "Stroke it Harry. Show me how you do it."

Harry began to stroke earnestly now. It didn't take much, he was already close. Luna's moans added to his excitement in ways he would never have imagined. He leaned back and tightened his grip. Precum was seeping out of his little hole, lubricating his hand. Luna's eyes were enormous and her nostrils flared as she watched. Her fingers worked the circles harder and faster now and her moans and gasps gathered urgency. Leaning back a little further his balls gathered up tight, his cock swelled, and he shot five ropes of cum into the air, landing on his belly and torso. Luna gasped in awe and lust and then her own orgasm began with a tremor in her womb that spread up her body. She wailed, "Aiiiiieeeeeeeee!" Her pussy spasmed out of control for half a minute. When it stopped they were both spent. Harry lay on his back with his eyes closed.

After a minute his eyes snapped open. Luna was leaning over him and licking the cum off his abdomen, stomach and chest. His hands gently grasped her head, his fingers snaking through her soft blond hair while she worked. It took her some time but she thoroughly and completely found and licked up every drop. "So good, Harry Potter. Thank you so very much." Then she lay down next to him on his left side, tucked her knees up under the arch of his legs, laid her head on his should and nuzzled her face in against his neck.

"Thank you Harry. I want to fuck you but I'm not on the potion. I'll be on it soon and soon enough you can come over and fuck me. Would you like that? But I learned so much today and I loved it all."

"Thank you Luna. Me too," was all Harry could say before they drifted off into an hour long nap, Luna snuggled tight against him. Before they slept her hand drifted lower; hooked under his cock and her remaining fingers lifted his balls into her hand ever so gently. "Holding the lumber while I slumber," she whispered. Harry marveled at how good it felt and the electric sensation of skin-on-skin with the beautiful Luna.

Luna woke first and gently disengaged. "Harry," she jostled his shoulder, "Time to wake up. It's almost dark. Do you want to eat?"

Harry opened his eyes and the lovely and sexy vision of a naked Luna hovered over him. "Sure, Luna."

"Ok. Come to the kitchen when you are ready." She pranced out of the bedroom leaving her clothes behind. Harry was undecided, should he follow her in his naked glory or at least put on his underpants. In the end, he chose naked.

Luna had prepared a bowl of exotic fruits and figs. Harry sat down and Luna squeezed in right beside him, the bare skin on her legs and hips pressed to his. The figs were unlike anything he had ever tasted. "What are these, Luna?" he asked.

"They're a ceremonial Moroccan fig called, well I can't pronounce the name, but loosely translated as erotic delight. They enhance your feminine charms. I started eating them to enlarge my boobs but all they did was turn my hair this shade of pure blond. It also made my hair healthy and strong."

"Don't, Luna," Harry said.

"Don't what?" she wanted to know.

Harry wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer beside him. With his free arm he brought his hands up and began to lovingly caress one small boob and then the other. "Don't do anything to change these." He was gazing at them lovingly as he caressed them. "I think these are brilliant," he added and light pinched the nipples and rub his rough hands over the sensitive nipples. "They are just right for your build and I would not change a thing," Harry implored.

Luna responded to Harry's plea by lovingly stroking his half hard cock and reaching to the back of his neck and pulling him down into a wet, sensual kiss. "Thank you, Harry. I did not think anyone would ever find my boobs to be adequate. I should have realized that myself. It is who I am and they are they are right for me."

The skin on skin contact, they sexy beauty who was naked next to him, the gentle touch playing up and down his member, and the kiss revived his cock. Luna noticed and looked down with a delighted smirk. "So fucking big!" she exclaimed. "Fuck Harry!"

"Luna, tell me something: why did you lick up and swallow all my cum?"

"You are a great wizard, Harry, and your cum is magical. It will ward off Wrackspurts, enhance my magical powers, and preserve my youthful appearance. I will drink as much as I can get, at anytime."

With that she slipped under the table, wormed her way between his legs, and began to lick his massive cock. She had paid close attention to his lessons. She took his balls into her mouth and gently washed them with her tongue. She licked up his shaft while massaging the base of his cock between his balls. Then, lightly fondling his balls, she took him into her mouth. Her tongue played and stroked against the inch long sensitive spot under the head while it pressed the head up against the roof of her warm, wet mouth. Bobbing her head she stroked him with her mouth and, with her spare hand, jacked the length of his cock not in her mouth. The spasms of pleasure were beyond anything he could have imagined and he openly moaned and gasped as she worked him into a frenzy. Once again he gently held her head and stroked her lustrous hair. It took fifteen minutes, at least, but Luna was dedicated to her task. She sensed his balls drawing up and immediately began to massage that secret spot under his sack. He exploded with the strongest orgasm of his life, shooting another five ropes of cum into Luna's mouth, who closed her lips around his cock and captured it all.

After a moment she withdrew his cock from her mouth with a light sucking action. Crawling out from under the table, she pushed the table back then sat on his lap. With one hand she lovingly held his softening cock and with the other she wrapped her arm behind his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss. To Harry's surprise she deposited a load of cum into his mouth that she had held in her mouth and then, with their tongues swirling around each other in an erotic dance, they shared the salty treat until it was all consumed.

Luna, pulled back and asked, "How do you like the taste of your own cum, Harry Potter?"

"Well, I don't love it like you do but that was the kinkiest thing to do imaginable. Luna, you are an amazingly fast learner. Everything you did was just perfect, and thank you." Harry retorted.

"Of course I learn fast," she answered. "I'm a Ravenclaw."

Harry then picked Luna up and setting her sexy little bum down on the edge of the table in front of them Harry began to apply the lessons she had taught. Her juices were delightful, clean and pure with a slight musky scent and a light sweet citrusy taste. He licked lightly all around the edges of her pussy for several minutes before dragging the flat of his tongue up and down her outer lips. Luna was breathing in short breaths through all this. When her inner lips began to bloom he sucked them in turn between his lips and tickled them with his tongue, sucking in a rhythmic cadence,

"Fuck, Harry. FUCK. That's so good! FUCK, Harry! Suck HARDER you bastard! Do it to me Harry. I'm all yours. FUUUUUCK!"

Now he split her lips and licked her inner core, occasionally sucking her lips again, but only briefly. Luna was grinding her ass on the table and had lifted her legs up, resting her bare feet on his shoulders and splaying her knees wide open to give him unobstructed access while grasping his head. She moaned continuously and occasionally yelled, "OH! Harrrrry! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck.". Judging the moment to be right Harry flattened his tongue against her swollen clit and started licking her vigorously, at the same time he inserted two, then three, fingers into her sopping wet cunt. It was hot, wet, and tight. Her moaning turned to cries and loud wails as she approached her peak. Her abdomen began to flutter; her grip on his head tightened; then she flooded his mouth with her juices as she spasmed and trembled and shook on his face. Harry finally drew back and examined her pussy closely while lightly stroking it with his fingers. So beautiful.

Then he rose and kissed her so that she could taste her own juices. Luna licked and sucked and cleaned his face, licked down his neck and slathered his upper torso like a starving woman. She slipped off the table, back onto his lap, lovingly held his soft cock, and buried her face into the crook of his neck while she regained her composure.

After a long while she got off his lap, grasped his hand and led him back to her bedroom. They fell asleep in each other's arms as the sun sank below the horizon.

In the morning they awoke, kissed for several minutes, and then Harry mounted her on her back in a sixty-nine embrace while they practiced and refined their lessons again. Luna was eager and loved the feeling of being dominated as he pushed his cock down into her throat. She was trapped under him with his massive cock threatening to suffocate her. Luna found the feeling of vulnerability, peril, and surrender aroused her even more. She knew that she would eagerly surrender to this dominant and powerful wizard. Soon they were both sated and Luna happily swallowed down another load of his cum, some of which went straight down her throat as his engorged cock drove down into her mouth, driving her head into the mattress.

Then it was time for a shower together and Harry took the opportunity to play with her lovely, sexy, feminine breasts. After toweling off Harry dressed while Luna watched. She made no attempt to clothe herself. And Harry found her lithe body absolutely captivating. She was aware of his gaze, and of his satisfaction with what he was seeing.

At the front door they melded into a long, intimate kiss.

"I'll be back to visit soon," he told her.

"I'm looking forward to it, and to getting my helpless little cunt fucked by that monster cock of yours."

She had a hundred ways to make his cock twitch. Perhaps it may have been more than random chance that they became friends he thought. But, now, they both knew that they were closer than ever before, and much more than friends.

Out on the lawn he stole one more glance back at the house and the captivating Luna standing naked inside the door.

Disapparating, he landed upon the front stoop of the Grimmauld house.

As he entered the house the thought occurred to him that Hogwarts lacked a course in sex, which he now realized was capable of conjuring exceptionally strong magic. It was going to be a summer like never before in this fresh new wizarding world.

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