Chapter 35

February 8th 1997

Hogwarts, England

"Wow," Harry said.

"Wow? I'm a wow?" Daphne asked, strolling into the room in a teal string bikini. The top was generous with how it covered her firm breasts, while the bottom was just as covering yet still flattering to her firm, tight butt. Every bit of her was long and lean and utter perfection.

She looked ready to walk the runway now.

"Yeah, you're a wow," Harry said, enjoying the show as she strolled out into the room, did a light twirl on her feet, then struck a pose. She held this sultry stance for a moment before making a silly face that broke both of them into laughter.

Daphne turned to look over her shoulder in a nearby mirror. She stood up on her toes, which made her legs look even more exquisite, as she eyed her ass. "This makes my butt look good, right?"

"Uh, yeah," Harry agreed.

She looked at Harry. "So, you'd say this one's a winner?"

"Totally," He said.

"I'll be back." Daphne said.

Daphne walked into the bathroom with a little extra sway in her step, perfectly showing off her ass. Harry said, "I know you will."

Harry had been invited by Daphne to her room because she wanted to show off some outfits for him.

Having no problems seeing Daphne in skimpy outfits Harry accepted.

The next biking Daphne came out wearing covered even left skin than the first one she had worn.

She then came out wearing a bright orange one that couldn't help but pull your attention to her most impressive assets, to the retro cut navy blue with white polka dots one that made her look like a pinup/

After the fourth suit, Harry called out to her through the bathroom door, "This the last one?"

"Yeah," she said.

"Saving the best for last?" Harry asked.

"Not sure if it's the best, but it's certainly the most... interesting."

"I like interesting things."

"I gathered."

"You think it'll hold a place of pride in your drawer?"

"Why don't you take a look in the drawer and then tell me when you see for yourself? Second from the bottom in that old dresser," Daphne suggested.

"Well, don't mind if I do," Harry said to himself, going over to check out the indicated drawer. True to Daphne's word, it was full of some nicer, skimpier underwear and lingerie, as well as a couple of vibrators and...

"Nice collection of butt plugs," Harry said.

Harry heard her hand at the doorknob and slid the drawer shut, going back to the bed and sitting down. Once he did, he saw why she called the suit... interesting.

This one was a bold crimson, with a top cut to offer good coverage and support for her breasts. Down below, however, was another matter entirely. Only the tiniest triangles of fabric covered up her sex. The strings that tied it were tiny, barely thicker than a piece of yarn, a tease, a promise...

Daphne saw how Harry was gaping, and finished his thought for him, "Before you unhinge your jaw..."

She spun around, showing Harry the thin piece of fabric that bisected her tight, mouthwatering ass. "...it is a thong."

"Wow," Harry repeated.

"Any more feedback other than wow?" Daphne teased.

"Wow," Harry repeated.

Daphne laughed. "Now if I just had some music to dance to, I think I could find a way of getting some singles out of you."

"If I had singles to go around right now, I'd agree," Harry said.

"Well, you don't have the singles, I don't have the music, but I've still got some moves," she said, putting her hands above her head, swaying her hips around, impressively.

"Wow," Harry repeated.

"Thanks," Daphne replied, turning around to face Harry.

Daphne smirked. "You just got yourself a lap dance out of me?"

Harry smiled and took his shoes and socks off and pulled down his pants with them. He was left in only his underwear and shirt, sitting on the edge of Daphne's bed while Daphne stood before Harry tantalizingly on the edge of complete nudity. Harry was understandably quite hard, and she could easily see it through his straining underwear.

Daphne purred, leaning over and putting her hands on his knees. She spread his legs apart, then stood back up and turned around, backing up so she stood up against the edge of the bed. Her ass was tantalizingly close to his face, he was curious to see what she wanted to do with this. At the moment, Harry was content simply being so close to her, smelling her faint scent, being so close to her he could almost feel her without touching her.

"So we'll start with your hands on the bed, I can touch you, you can't touch me. I want you to just sit there and feel my body against yours while I drive you crazy," Daphne said.

"You've already got me pretty crazy," Harry said.

"Then we're off to a good start," she confirmed. "I'll have my fun, you'll get a little crazier, then we'll see what happens next. Happy?"

"About this? Yes. About the uncertainty of 'what happens next' means... that's yet to be seen," Harry replied.

"One step at a time," she purred, bending her knees tantalizingly, bringing her ass almost into contact with his covered cock. "Though if you want some more skin on skin contact, feel free to remove your shirt. I've seen you look at my hair; I know you want to feel it against you."

She wasn't wrong about that, but she might have been more of a tease for it. Nevertheless, Harry did as she suggested and removed his shirt.

"Perfect," Daphne said, looking over her shoulder at Harry as he sat on his hands and prepared himself for whatever ride she had in mind.

Daphne danced slowly to music only she could hear, running her hands over her body slowly, seductively, rocking her hips and shaking her ass softly. It was an intoxicating sight, one made all the more so when she turned around to face Harry. Her eyes and gently curled lips were those of a seasoned seductress, the way she ran her hands over her body close to an expert. At one point she cupped her breasts, hooking her thumbs under the fabric of her top, pulling the fabric tantalizingly close to revealing her nipples before letting it slide back into place.

She rocked her body from side to side provocatively before turning around again. Teasingly, she began to lower herself down onto his lap. Her ass, slowly gyrating, inched closer and closer to his cock, so close, so close...

And then she stood again.

Silently, she looked back at Harry with a smirk, knowing she was driving him wild and meaning to keep him that way. She repeated this process again and again, each time getting a little closer before standing away from Harry. The last time was the most tantalizing, maddeningly close as her nearly bare ass simply grazed his clothed cock, enough that Harry audibly groaned.

If it was possible to cum by barely being touched, Harry was pretty sure Daphne was as close to anyone of getting him there.

Daphne pressed herself fully against his cock and leaned back into Harry. He didn't know what was more intoxicating, the full pressure of her ass grinding against his cock, the feel of her nearly bare back against his, or the smell of her hair. When Harry realized he didn't need to choose between each of these exquisite sensations, Harry realized he was much happier.

Harry moaned at the sensual buffet of what Daphne offered him. He wanted to do so much more to her, for her, with her.

"While I'm pretty sure I know the answer, I'd say this lap dance was a success so far, wouldn't you?" she asked, grinding herself slightly harder against his cock and leaning into him. The feel of her soft skin and softer hair against his chest... fuck, it was overpowering.

"Yes," Harry said, his voice soft and needy.

"Good. Then let's take this to the next level," she said.

"What's the next level?" Harry asked.

Daphne reached behind her neck, untying first those straps, then the ones behind her back, tossing her top aside. Then, she firmly grabbed his hands and brought them up, tracing his fingers up to her breasts before placing his palms over her diamond-hard nipples.

Daphne smiled, "This, for starters."

She leaned in and kissed Harry on the lips, gently yet with a low, burning hunger. Harry kissed her back, massaging her breasts and slowly squeezing her nipples. he wanted to return the pleasure that she'd given him, and was rewarded with a low groan from deep within her. She rubbed her ass against Harry more insistently, squeezing his cock through his underwear with her ass cheeks. In return for that, Harry gently pinched her nipples, eliciting a high, pleased moan.

"Mmmmm, you're bad," she said.

"I thought I was good," Harry said.

"You can be both," she replied, placing a quick kiss on his lips before standing up and away from him. Turning around and revealing her magnificently firm breasts with her small, hard dark brown nipples, she knelt between his legs.

Daphne hooked her fingers into the elastic of his underwear and pulled down. Harry arched himself off the bed enough to let her pull the underwear free and leave Harry naked on the edge of the bed.

Daphne daintily reached out and touched his head, wiping a bead of precum on her finger and bringing it to her lips. She sucked it off luxuriantly, smiling afterward.

She reached out and wrapped a hand around the head of his cock, rolling it around and spreading around the precum with her thumb. Sufficiently lubed, she gently but firmly traced her hand down his cock, then brought her other hand to the head. Soon, she was slowly jacking Harry with both hands, using an agonizingly unhurried yet painfully erotic technique that Harry found hard to not completely lose it over.

Daphne wouldn't go at Harry too hard, though, because she wasn't pushing him over the edge. She kept Harry on edge, slowly jacking him up and down, playing with the head of his cock with her thumb, her eyes staring into his as she smiled.

"That's good, right, like that, like that?" she grunted, jacking Harry and looking up at him with pride while her beautiful lips fell closer and closer to his cock.

"Like that," Harry whispered back to her.

"Good," Daphne said, kissing his cockhead. It was nice and gentle at first as she kissed it over and over, worshipful and playful, but soon the kisses lasted longer, soon she stretched her lips over his cockhead, and soon she had her mouth wrapped around it entirely. She bobbed her head up and down on the top few inches of his cock, swirling her tongue around the head in perfect sync with her perfectly paced jacking. The cum began to boil in his balls, and Harry knew he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Like that, like that, keep going, keep going," Harry whimpered, and then the floodgates were opened and Daphne sucked everything he had into her. It felt like a flood, yet she was skilled enough to take it all in without any trouble.

His cock twitched one final time, one last drop, and when Harry was empty she pulled her lips from his cock and opened her mouth wide, showing it full of cum. It was an intensely erotic sight, one that nearly got Harry hard in record time.

Harry reached down and slid his hand between her thighs, finding the front of her bikini bottoms and applying slight pressure,/

He began to rub through the fabric and was encouraged to find that she was already very wet. Daphne moaned as Harry toyed with her pussy, rocking her hips against him and kissing him with a pleasant urgency. Knowing quite what she wanted, she reached down and undid the tie on the side of her bikini bottom and pulled the fabric out of the way, allowing Harry full access to her shaved pussy. The lips were full and moist, her intoxicating aroma hitting his nose and urging Harry on.

With no more obstacles, Harry fingered her slit, exploring her perfect pussy with his fingers before finding her clit and applying pressure. He ran tight little circles around her warm, moist love spot.

Harry fingered her like this for a good long while, taking advantage of how wound up she already was to push her to the brink of pleasure sooner rather than later. She may have taken her time with Harry, but since this was just the first of many orgasms he intended to give her, Harry wanted to help her get this one out of the way. He didn't hurry, though, nor did he half-ass, Harry put every bit of effort and skill he had into fingering her steaming sex and utterly enjoyed every sound, every movement, every single sensation it got out of her.

They kissed with greater franticness as she began to shake and tense, knowing she was close to a big release. Harry grabbed one of her breasts in his free hand, softly massaging it and thumbing her nipple while he continued to pleasure her pussy.

"Yes, right there, keep going, oh keep going, I like it, I like it, yes, I like it," she whimpered as Harry fingered her, kissing him, their tongues dancing against each other. Harry was getting her close. He wanted her closer, he pushed her there, fingering her just a little harder, just a little faster...

"Oh, oh, oh, ohfuck!" she yelped, groaning and writhing against HArry as she let loose with a big, solid orgasm. He didn't let up on his pleasurable assault on her body, continuing to finger and kiss and massage her breast while she rode it out. Daphne muttered and groaned throughout the long cum, sometimes forming parts of words that told Harry of an intense, pleasurable experience that she utterly enjoyed.

Her body went slack, and she collapsed next to Harry, breathing heavily. "Fuck, That was great!"

Harry laughed. "Thanks. I did my best."

He then decided to walk over to her drawer to look at her collection of toys as Daphne rolled over onto her stomach, then pushed herself up onto her knees with her face on the bed. Reaching behind, she finally pulled off the last of her bikini and tossed it aside, completely naked.

Harry eventually decided on a butt plug that wasn't the biggest, but it wasn't the smallest either.

Grabbing it, from the drawer, Harry went back to her bed.

"FUCK!" Daphne exclaimed when Harry pressed the tapered tip of the butt plug into Daphne's asshole, sliding it slowly inside of her. She groaned with every bit Harry pressed forward, quietly urging him on until he reached the widest part of the toy. Here she yelped, almost in pain, but when Harry offered to stop she told him to continue.

So Harry did. He pressed on, and finally, the toy slid satisfyingly inside of her, with only the base sticking out of her hole.

"Fucking hell... I love it..." Daphne groaned, reaching back to touch the toy, and then rolling onto her back.

"How do you feel?" Harry asked.

"Good. Full, but good. Can be better, though..." she said, silently darting her eyes down to her soaked pussy, then back up at Harry.

Harry got the message.

He climbed up over her, led by his rock-hard cock. Kneeling between her legs, Harry let his bare cock graze her equally pussy lips for the first time. Both of them shivered.

Harry lined his cock up and pressed the head inside of her with a grunt.

Moaning at the sudden invasion, Daphne looked toward where their genitals met and said, "FUCK!"

"I'll go slow," Harry promised, inching only a little at a time inside of her tight lips. Which was an agonizing process, her pussy so hot and so tight, gripping Harry like it wanted to squeeze pleasure from his every nerve ending. Daphne urged Harry onward pulling him in close so that the last bit of his cock found its way home.

They both sighed, content. Harry kissed her, and she kissed him back. There was no need for wild proclamations of lust, no savage thrusting, no need for anything, really, right away, just the two of them joined in each others' pleasure.

They lay there like this for a good time, occasionally exchanging a soft kiss or a smile, perhaps a soft word or two of how pleased they were to be together like this.

Soon, she rocked her hips against Harry slowly at first, but with a rhythm he soon quickly understood. Harry began to withdraw and thrust into her with slow, meticulous strokes, creating a rhythmic pleasure they both enjoyed. It was a slow beginning to a slow fuck, but it felt so good e wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Daphne groaned and Harry added his groan to hers. She was tight, and she was good, and even though this was his second orgasm building in only a short period of time, it promised to be a good one.

And then with one smooth, powerful move, Daphne rolled both of them over so she was on top of him.

Daphne rode Harry as smoothly as he fucked her when he was on top, her breasts swaying above him, begging to be sucked on, and, hey, what do you know, he did. The opportunity was too tempting, and Harry wasn't going to give it up. He loved the way her nipple felt in his mouth, He loved the way it tasted, fuck, he loved the way it made her face scrunch up with pleasure as he played with the sensitive nub.

Though she clearly enjoyed it, Daphne pushed Harry back onto the bed so she could better position herself vertically on his cock. Rising and falling and rocking her hips, she fingered her clit as she fucked Harry, pushing herself toward another orgasm as they kept going. All Harry had to do was lay back and watch the show of this gorgeous girl bouncing on his lap, his cock disappearing into and reappearing from her stretched-wide pussy lips.

"I'm gonna cum soon," Harry warned her.

"Me too. Give me a sec..." she said.

"Where do you want it?" Harry asked.

"Cum inside me, please," she said, "please, please, pleasepleasepleaseplease...

She rode Harry harder and harder, squeezing him with her pussy walls as they raced toward their mutual orgasms. It was so hot, so good, Harry wanted it to last forever but forever was impossible.

"FUCK!" They cried out together as her pussy clamped down on Harry and his balls contracted, firing shot after shot of cum deep inside her pussy. It kept going for both of them for what felt like a very long time, so good, so... nice.

Harry could've probably fallen asleep right then, had Daphne not collapsed against him and kissed him fiercely.

"That... was... so... good..." she said, kissing him again.

"I thought so," Harry said, kissing her back.

She rolled off of Harry, uncaring toward the river of cum that fell from her pussy onto her bed. They lay next to each other, catching their breaths and basking in the pleasure of a really good fuck

Author Note Reviews are greatly appreciated. I read them all and try and respond as much as possible. I want to hear all of your ideas and suggestions. I would love to try and incorporate any kinks you have with the characters into the story.