This story was a commission.
Susan Bones had a major problem, and it all stemmed from her perfect boyfriend. He hadn't done anything. The problem was actually about what he WOULDN'T do.
They had been dating for two whole years now. It all started when Harry came back for another year at Hogwarts, finishing his education after missing a whole year to take down Voldemort. Susan chose to come back as well, along with roughly half of their classmates.
It was while they were both back for a seventh year (Susan's second, if you counted the "instruction" offered by the Carrow twins while Snape was headmaster) that sparks flew. Susan had always been a member of the DA from the very beginning, and she had a passing relationship with Harry. But this was when things changed.
Ron and Hermione chose not to come back to school. Ron couldn't pass up a chance to skip out on a whole year of lectures, while as much as Hermione would've LOVED a year of lectures, she was too distracted by other things. She went straight into the Ministry to begin helping rebuild the wizarding world. Without his best friends, Harry started to interact with his classmates in different ways.
He spent more time with the acquaintances he had left. Among them was Susan, and to the redhead's surprise, it didn't take long for a relationship to blossom. Harry and Ginny's relationship hadn't survived the breakup during the war, leaving the wizarding world's most eligible bachelor on the market. Somehow, he picked Susan.
She didn't know how it was possible. She thought she was rather boring. But she had learned better than to admit that out loud, because it only ever sparked a tirade from Harry on her behalf.
He would talk about the light in her eyes. He'd talk about her loyal heart. He'd mention that she had been there for him since their fifth year, and that she was a war hero herself, having fought in the final battle. And sometimes, if he was feeling cheeky, he'd talk about her curvy figure, cute face, and buxom breasts. But he only did that when they were alone.
Yet despite all this attraction that he made no secret of, he wouldn't make a move!
At first, Susan thought it was the fact that they were at Hogwarts that was the problem. But they had graduated, Harry taking a position as a teaching assistant to the Defense Against the Dark Arts position while Susan started learning medical treatments from Madame Pomfrey. It had been a year since they stopped being Hogwarts students, and Susan even managed to convince Harry to move in with her. But he wouldn't fuck her!
Susan was a shy girl, especially when it came to something like this. But even she had limits. THE Harry Potter was with her all the time, telling her how amazing and pleasant she was, and sometimes how sexy she was, too. What kind of girl could handle that without getting worked up?
No, Susan couldn't take it anymore. So she'd come up with a foolproof way to capture him.
Everyone always called her timid, but Susan didn't believe that. She was shy, sure, but timid? No. The Bones Family all knew how to throw down when the time came, and its last living member was no exception.
Harry was going to be returning home any minute now. Susan double checked she had everything. Bathrobe? Check. Potion? Check. Her courage?
…Check.
The front door opened.
"You would not believe how unruly those sixth years can get," Harry said, scratching the back of his head as he walked into their home. "Seriously, Honey, I mean it's like they— Did you just get out of the bath?"
Their home had a short entryway that led from the door into the living room. Susan was standing at the far end of this. Harry was blinking as he noticed her odd garb and the purple potion in her hands.
"You love me, right?" Susan asked.
"Of course I do!" Harry said. "Susan, what's wrong?"
"Do you know what this is?" She held up the potion.
"You know potions were never my best subject," Harry said. He squinted at the vial. "Is that… Hair Remover Tonic?"
Susan smiled. "Not quite. It's a fertility potion."
As Harry's eyes widened, she uncorked it and downed the bottle.
"Susan?" he asked.
Susan gasped as she finished the potion, tossing aside the vial. The taste was horribly bitter. That wouldn't be the only bitter thing that got into her mouth tonight if Susan had her way.
"We've been together two years, Harry," Susan said, beginning to walk forward. "Don't you think it's time we took our relationship to the final level?"
She allowed her bathrobe to slide off as she walked. It caught on her wide hips, baring her upper body. She wore no underwear, just two crisscrossing bandaids over each of her nipples. Despite a figure that was on the stockier side, Susan's stomach was flat and smooth. Her huge breasts undulated as she walked, incredibly bouncy to go with their excellent shape.
"Susan…" Harry said.
"I want you, Harry." As soon as Susan got close, she dropped onto her knees, kneeling in front of him. "My holes want you. ALL of them."
As Harry stared at her with conflicted eyes, Susan opened her mouth and stretched out her tongue directly at crotch height. She stopped speaking and even moving, kneeling there like an inanimate receptacle, and shut her eyes.
Susan couldn't think of any way she could do MORE than this. She'd pulled out all the stops, making it as obvious as possible to Harry that she wanted him to have her. If this wasn't enough…
Susan heard robes swishing around. A zipper was zipped down.
"You're sure?" Susan heard Harry ask.
She opened her mouth wider, presenting an even larger target. Suddenly, something was shoved inside.
Susan knew just how big her boyfriend was. She'd felt his manly appendage before through his clothes when they kissed, growing stiff from her touch. She longed for it. But she never really understood how big it really was until now, when it was all shoved inside of her throat.
Her mouth filled in an instant, and the dick kept coming. She felt it batter her poor throat, sliding down into her esophagus. Spit escaped Susan's lips, accompanied by a choked moan. She could feel drool running down her face and dripping onto her boobs. All she could smell with Harry, her nostrils stuffed with his scent.
Yet her cleavage wasn't the only thing getting wet. Susan felt her quim explode with moisture, dampening her upper thighs. Harry hesitated, and she realized he was checking on her. That only made her wetter, so she hid any sign of discomfort.
Soon, his dick was pounding her throat, which was sure to be sore the next morning. Susan couldn't find it in herself to care, however. She was thrilled! She wanted nothing more than to break Harry's resistance and finally become his, and it was finally happening!
The next time he thrusted forward, Susan used her tongue, which was still sticking out of her mouth, to lick his balls. She ran her tongue over the rough yet soft skin, caressing him. In return, she felt Harry grab her hair and squeeze it between his fingers as he held her still.
Susan couldn't handle it anymore. As Harry used her throat, she plunged her fingers inside of herself, trying to do anything to alleviate the fire between her legs. She fingered herself rapidly, imagining what the hunk of meat in her mouth would feel like when it finally entered her down there.
"Susan," Harry said in a strained voice. "You're too hot. I can't handle it."
Susan smiled as much as she could with her lips forced open. She wanted to tell him that it was alright, that she was here for him, ready to swallow his cum now and for the rest of their lives, whenever he wanted it. She wanted to beg for his seed, because it was HIS. However, with her mouth stuffed the way it was, this was impossible. Fortunately for her, Harry did it anyway.
It was one of the strangest feelings Susan had ever felt, feeling Harry's cum drip down her throat while bypassing her mouth. It was like she took a swig of something, but she never swallowed. She could feel it running down her, all the way into her stomach. When Harry pulled his dick free, he was still cumming, spilling bitter white seed in Susan's mouth for her to swish around, relishing the taste.
"Harry, baby…" Susan leaned back, raising her knees as she did, causing her robe to slide away. Her hands were revealed, fingering her pussy with visible desperation. Yet no matter how hard she tried, they were unable to fill the void.
"I need you," Susan said desperately.
Harry's clothes literally tore themselves off of his body in a burst of magic. It was a brief reminder that Susan's boyfriend was THE Harry Potter. He was the one who saved the wizard world; the most powerful wizard of their generation. But right now, he was just her man, claiming her body the way only he could.
Harry rolled Susan over on her stomach, pressing her down with a strong hand on each of her shoulders. Susan gasped at how strong his grip was. She felt his dick rubbing along the crack between the fleshy globes of her ass cheeks. He spat a large glob of his own saliva onto Susan, right where his dick had been rubbing. That was her first and only warning.
There in the entryway, Susan screamed.
Harry had managed to find an even tighter hole than her throat. Instead of her pussy, he slammed himself into her asshole, sliding deep inside and making Susan's eyelids flutter.
She alternated between moaning and screaming as her body jerked along the floor. Her rear end felt hot, but it wasn't unpleasant. Because her hole was so tight, she could feel exactly how much of Harry was inside of her body, her ass stretching to accommodate him.
"Does it hurt?" Harry asked.
"A little," Susan said. "But it feels — ooh — SO good, too."
Harry's grip on her shoulders changed a little after that admission. Instead of pressing her down, he squeezed and kneaded her skin with his fingers. It was like a massage. That really encapsulated her boyfriend. He was the type of man who could gently unknot tired muscles, while at the same time fiercely leaving his mark inside her. Kind and assertive at the same time. Really, Susan thought, a silly smile growing on her face, he was just too much sometimes.
She squealed as she orgasmed, squirting her juices on the floor where they fanned out, moistening her thighs. Harry just kept going, pounding her ferociously.
He leaned down, biting Susan's ear, which nearly made her cum again.
"What I'm about to do?" he whispered. "It will be your pussy getting it next."
His dick stiffened. When he was deep inside her, he spewed cum out, filling her asshole. As Susan experienced the warm sensation, her mind ran wild because of Harry's threat.
She thought of the potion she took, and suddenly, with his cum inside her, she imagined what was coming. He'd fill her to the brim just like this. Maybe he'd give her multiple loads, but it really didn't matter. With the potion she took, a single one was enough to guarantee a pregnancy. And then their life exploded out in front of her in her mind's eye, each of them working at Hogwarts with a family at home, living together forever, loving each other forever…
She orgasmed again without Harry even moving.
Harry rolled her over, and she found herself looking up into his eyes. He had a confident little smirk on his face. Susan was still smiling goofily. She planted her hands on her tummy, rubbing the flesh, almost indicating where her womb was to Harry, inviting him to take it the way he promised.
Harry entered her slowly. It took him multiple seconds to slide his whole shaft into Susan, despite her pussy being soaked and far less tight than her asshole. It wasn't that he couldn't fuck her as fast in this position, it was that he was choosing not to.
Doing it this way, Susan felt every little movement. She could sense each time a muscle bulged. It was all completely deliberate. Harry was taking his time because he wanted her to understand every last aspect of what went into this.
Her torso would move down, brushing her breasts, before rising up when his hips moved forward. His dick slid through her. It was so big that even while moving slow, it felt like it was breaking Susan open. She moaned, rubbing her stomach quicker in anticipation of what was coming.
"Harry…" she moaned underneath him.
"Susan," he grunted.
"Harry!"
"Susan!"
He gave another thrust, and Susan's hands on her stomach could actually feel her skin bulge up slightly from the size of his dick. This time, his balls didn't slap against her crotch. They'd contracted, growing tight. Susan's breath caught. This was it.
Somehow, his third orgasm was the most overwhelming yet. Susan chalked it up to magic. She was in the mood to think about it any deeper, or to think about anything really, when she could feel his semen entering her body.
There was so much that some of it was already starting to leak, but that hardly mattered with all the rest that was staying inside. Susan knew it instantly. Today was the day that Harry's child started growing in her.
Her body shook. At first she thought she was orgasming again, but that wasn't it. She was crying.
"Susan!" Harry said. "Is something wrong? Did it hurt?"
"I'm just so happy." Susan sniffed. "I thought you might not want me."
"Of course I did!" Harry said. "I just wanted to find the right time. I was actually going to do it today even if you didn't jump on me."
He sounded sheepish. "What's special about today?" Susan asked, turning her head to the side as she tried to wipe away these embarrassing tears.
When she did, something shiny caught her eye. It was glistening next to the shreds of Harry's clothes. She reached out, mesmerized, and picked up a small ring with the most beautiful stone she'd ever seen.
Susan turned it over between two fingers, staring at it. Suddenly, Harry's hands wrapped around hers, holding both her fingers and the ring.
"It didn't go exactly like I planned, but, uh, will you marry me?" Harry said, staring into Susan's eyes.
She was forced to nod, because she was sobbing too much to say yes in any other way. This was it: the best day of her life.
.
Check the link in my profile to find more of my work.