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Taking it under the Pier

We leave the restaurant and walk towards the pier. The sun is beginning to set as we get to the end of the pier. Looking down at the calm cool water you comment on how much you’d like to feel the sand between your toes and the water at your feet. I grab your hand and guide you across the pier and to the beach. As you struggle to take your shoes off I pick you up and run you to the shore. Screaming and giggling with joy, you begin to think I’m going to throw you over into the water. Still not able to stop laughing you scream for me to stop, but I don’t. Right as I get to the shore line, and the water is at my feet, I gently set you down. You’re standing in front of me; sand between your toes and water to your knees, our eyes meet.
Time stand stills, we haven’t noticed that the sun has almost fully set. I lean in and our lips touch. The sensation is numbing yet ecstatic at the same time. Your hand comes up to the back of my head as my hands or set gently upon your hips. Pulling each other closer the embrace becomes more intense. As we release I realize how dark it is, and begin to walk with you back to the shoes that we left next to the sidewalk, only knowing where to go by the guiding light of the restaurants inland.
Halfway back you stop moving, my arm jerks and causes me to turn around and with that instantaneous motion you pull me in for another kiss. This one is longer, more passionate. Your tongue parts my lips just slightly. A loud crack of thunder hits right above us and rain begins to blanket the area. There was never a chance to make it back to shelter, let alone my car. Neither of us realize how wet we’re getting. We feel alone, private in the most public place. As we part, our eyes lock again, yet now we notice the water trickling down our faces.
My head darts around looking for a place to go, but it’s too dark outside. I see the pier and notice that the light from above slightly illuminates the area underneath it. Pulling in the direction of the pier we both run as fast as our legs can take us. As soon as we reach the underbelly of the old wooden pier, we both fall exhausted to the ground. Starting to chuckle and laugh I look over at you and realize how radiant you look with the soft light from above falling upon your face causing your eyes to look slightly green. I lean towards you, but you playfully lean back. I don’t stop, still advancing. You can’t go any farther back, lying completely on the ground.
Me to your side I start to give you short kisses, teasing you back for the stunt you just pulled. You know me better than that. You grab the back of my head once again and pull me for a longer sensual kiss. Our tongues intertwine, darting back and forth. I’m starting to feel hot, forgetting that it’s raining I remove my shirt. Your hands run down my back, tracing the slight muscle definition all the way to my ass. You roll me over onto my back, and straddle me. Taking off your shirt but leaving the white bikini top on, you lean forward but this time not for my lips but my neck.
Your kisses run around my neck and back to my lips. It’s nothing like I’ve felt before. My hands have now also begun to run along your back, but my fingers aren’t just lightly treading along your skin. They are busy massaging your toned muscles all the way to your shoulders then back down to your waist. As my hands move back up I stop at your bikini straps and begin to ever so slowly untie them. Letting the lower laces fall, I move my hands to the laces behind your neck and release them.
Without stopping our embrace I turn you over and begin to kiss you all over your neck and down to your cleavage towards your naval, still going all the way to the waist band of your jean shorts. Making my way back up your body I move towards one of your breasts. Kissing and licking a trail all the way up your large breast. Stopping just short of your nipple, I move towards the outside of your breast encircling your nipple but never touching it. I make my way over to your other breast; I notice your breathing has gotten heavier by the heaving of your chest. Doing the same thing as before I encircle your nipple and without warning my mouth takes in the entirety of your small hard nipple. I hear you gasp for air, my hand moves up to your free breast and start to play with the free lonely nipple. Tweaking and pinching it as my teeth lightly scratch over your left nipple. Your nerves feel so frayed; your body is shaking uncontrollably, your hands scratching my back. You can’t take it anymore the teasing is just too much for you
You stop me and tell me to roll over; reaching for my board shorts you start to undo the knot that holds light material on my hips. You take the shorts off in such a hurry you take my boxers with them. I’m now fully exposed on my back with a semi hard dick pointing towards you. Reaching out, you grasp my engorging penis and slowly begin to pump it, helping it achieve full erection; your free hand playing with my sensitive ball sack. You lean forward and lick the underside of my penis all the way to the head then you start to go back down taking in my dick inch by inch all the way until there isn’t any more left. Swishing your tongue around my now rigid cock you slowly start motioning your head back and forth, all the while continuing playing with my balls. My groans become louder, and louder they become the faster you go. You sense me getting close, my balls tighten, but you don’t stop. Right before I release my load I warn you how close I am. Almost as if you know you take in the entirety of my dick into your mouth which sends me over the edge, releasing wad after wad into your mouth. Still sucking has hard as ever you pull ever last drop out of me. As my cock falls out of your mouth with a popping sound, I immediately sit up and begin to unfasten your tight jean shorts.
Not wanting to waste a moment I grab both the shorts and your bikini bottoms and pull them off so fast it seemed like a magic trick. Placing myself between your legs begin again at your neck. Kissing and biting all the way back down your cleavage towards your naval and your hips. I take my sweet time, wanting to tease you, wanting you to beg. I make it all the way down to your finely trimmed mound but I don’t go straight to your pussy. My mouth moves to your legs, kissing the inside of your thighs and around your pussy lips. Moving to your clit I start to lick at it and nibble so lightly, but not enough you get you over the edge. Picking up the pace I start to lap at the juices that are now running out of you, my right hand is playing with your nipples while my left hand finds your opening and begins to go inside you. The simultaneous motion of my mouth on your clit and my hands at your nipples and inside you send you crashing over an intense orgasm. Your legs lock around my head keeping me in place, your hands reaching out trying to grasp for something but only grab sand and it helplessly flows between your fingers. A second orgasm hits. I keep going, not wanting to stop the roller coaster of pleasure falling upon you. I begin to slow, you begin to relax and release me from your grip.
I’m now face to face with you, my penis starting to regain its life. Lightly kissing I position myself at the opening of your now soaking pussy. Inching in little by little, the anticipation is killing you. Wanting to feel full with my large hot dick inside you wrap your legs around me and pull me in. Now to the hilt we stare into each other’s eyes. I begin to pump in and out of you. Starting off little by little but picking up my pace as I go. Your hips now match my rhythm, as we go in sync I can’t stop staring deep into your eyes. You help me along with your feet on my butt pushing me in harder and harder each time. I’m afraid I’m going to hurt you so I slow down and pull out. You just look at me and without saying a word turn over onto all fours.
Taking your lead I position myself behind you and begin to enter slowly. You can’t wait, pushing back onto me forcing my entire dick inside you. We both pause in shock of the sensation. I take your cue and just start pumping. No slow pace this time, I’m going full steam ahead, my right hand is reaches around your firm tight ass and starts to play with your clit, as my left hand is placed at your shoulders so I can pull you back after every thrust. The combination of my hands at your clit and breasts with my dick sliding in and out of you vigorously causes you to once again lock up in ecstasy. Though time I can feel your vaginal walls milking my dick, squeezing and pulling away. This is too much, I don’t have time to pull out. My balls tighten, I lock up, stream after stream of hot cum flows deep into you. The sensation rocks you into another orgasm.
Finally both of our orgasms subside and as we separate my hot sperm just oozes out of you. I lay back and just stare back up at the boards that hold the pier together. You turn to face me and notice that my dick hasn’t gone down. Hard as ever staring back up you, you reach out and take it back into your hand. Your hands move back and forth just a few times getting my attention. Before I know what’s going on your straddling me while at the same time position my cock right under you. Lowering yourself all the way down, you lean forward and whisper into my ear “let me take care of you like you took care of me.” You place both your hands upon mine right behind my head and then begin lifting yourself forward then back down, riding me at a calm but not slow pace. Your goal at first is to tease me slightly, but after a few minutes you pick up the pace, losing control to the lust that has now taken over you. Having already came twice, I know that I will last much longer. Not knowing what to do I take hold of you and place you back onto your back and begin to take deep long strokes. As I feel myself near one last time I pull out and rub my hand along my shaft and shoot what little sperm I have left across your belly and ending onto your chest. Three long glorious spurts later, and I collapse. I must enough energy to grab my shirt so I can wipe your chest off.
You crawl into my arms and we pass out, too exhausted to get dressed right away. You wake up in what seems like minutes later to the sun starting to bring the fresh daylight of the day. Waking me up we both get dressed and sneak back to my car. What a wonderful night, I thought to myself. I need to find out when it’s going to rain again.

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The Dragon: Chapters 1 & 2

The Dragon:
Chapter One
Virginal Sacrifice
Many of the villagers said that the dragon had always been insane, feeding upon them and their livestock, burning fields in anger, and the Sacrifice being the only thing that would quell it’s wrath. But a few of the older folks, those of more wisdom and less superstition told another story. That once long before, back in their old grandfather’s days, when they were but young-lings themselves the dragon did not ask for sacrifices. That it dwelt in peace taking it’s own council and having nothing to do with the villages that surrounded it’s mountain lair.
But since that long ago time, things had changed. Whether the dragon had gone insane or was simply toying with those lesser then it, only the seer can fathom. And the bitter truth of today still stands. When the dragon lights the fires the on the mountain top, the village elders know that a sacrifice must be made. The people of the three villages, Gesper, Hammond, and Lyre come together and lots are cast upon all unmarried females. Needless to say these are busy weeks indeed for the clerics of all villages as young maidens rush to marry able bodied boys and hence perhaps save their own lives. For to be unmarried and without children, virgin or no, one is still entered into the lots, with only widows and old maids excluded.
When a month had passed, the lots were drawn in the center gardens of Gesper. It was upon that day that Hypaelia, daughter of the good farmer Mattor, was shown her own death when her name was drawn forth on a tile. Her family said tearful goodbyes, her mother fainting in despair, and she was sundered from them, never to see them again in this world. The council guards put her into the cage of doom and that afternoon she was wheeled before the entrance to the ancient mountain lair. There they left her for the dragon to do with her what it would.
The cage was made of wood and quite sturdy, and had been repaired many times, once being completely rebuilt when the dragon destroyed it in it’s haste to get at the contents of the cage. The bodies of the victims were never found, nor traces of blood and death, so the cage was removed from the mountain once it’s purpose was fulfilled and carpenters repaired it until the next time the fires of the mountain burned.
Hypaelia fainted dead away when the dragon emerged from its lair. So she never saw the large knuckled claw that cast a spell that rent the front of the cage door completely off. Her own body rising from magic out of the cage and lightly settling into the beasts hand. She was then whisked away into the beasts lair. The mountain shook and rocks crumbled. The cold damp night stood as the only witness of the monster.
She awoke some time later, waking from a dream that to her was a nightmare. But then she never had expected to ever wake again. As her eyes adjusted to the glowing light, the first thing she noticed was the heat. It was very hot here inside the mountain itself, where she assumed she was now. And she was inside another cage of some kind, that even though a prison, was magnificently carved of iron with scrolling vines and tiny dragons intermingled up and down it’s impregnable bars. A bench, a bed, and a hole in the floor covered by a circle of wood and an iron ring served as latrine. The quarters were far from spartan however as one must imagine with a fine carpet on the floor and the bed covered in sheets of silk and embroidery.
It was then she noticed that she herself was unclothed. Her nakedness scared her in this place. She was trapped and alone, but somehow also feeling like something that is on display. Hastily, she pulled the silk sheet from the bed and covered herself as best she could. Time passed slowly, and she could do little but look about her at the misty darkness that surrounded her prison.
‘Good eve’, came the sound of a childlike voice out of the darkness, that startled her so much so that she screamed in terror. She pulled the sheets about her and peering into the darkness found that her eyes could just make out the small shape of a woman.
‘Uh, hello? Who is there?!’, she said her voice rattling with fear.
The figure moved closer to the cage and she could see now that it was indeed a woman. Her hair of the finest golden curls falling about her face and shoulders in long ringlets, her eyes of the brightest blue, even if demurely downcast. She opened a small wooden box and light streamed from it. Hypaelia could then see that she was clothed in a blue dress richly sewn. She pulled from the box a globe of light, a crystal ball about the size of a melon. Lifting the globe with her hands and laying the box aside she slipped it between the bars. Next as Hypaelia watched she took a small wooden stand from the box and lay that between the bars beside the ball.
‘This is for you. So you can see. I am sorry I had forgotten it when I dressed your ‘quarters’. I will be returning soon with your meal. My name is Suzanne. In the old tongue I was told that it means trustworthy.’ The ball rolled onto the carpet and its light shown around the cell. Color came to the cage and Hypaelia did notice that the cage was not so drab as the dull light had made her think. Pillows on the floor around the edge of the cage, a wash basin in the far corner she had not even noticed before. Then she noticed the light crackling sound that came from the ball and she stared at it, knowing with absolute certainty that it was a magical thing. She was lost for a moment in her own thoughts. She looked up to speak to Suzanne and then noticed that she was no longer there.
‘Suzanne?!’, she cried into the darkness hearing her own voice echo into the vast chamber she suddenly realized she was in.
Out of the darkness, she heard, ‘My lady, rest and sleep, I will return soon’, in such a light whisper that she was unsure if she heard the voice in her head or with her ears; then silence.
She reach down and lifted the ball, laying it over her hands and finding that it was cold to the touch, about the only thing that was cold within this stifling heat. She placed it on the bench in the wooden stand. Climbing back into the bed she hid under the sheets and cried and cried until sleep found her at last.
Chapter Two
Drago Draconus
As Suzanne walked in the extremely dim light her eyes saw everything in front of her. Her once demure eyes opened with clear purpose and her feet moved across the hall even though she made no more then a soft shuffle upon the flag stones. Her stride quickened and she left the hall and entered a series of long passageways ending in a glowing red room with a wall of flames at the opposite doorway. She walked to the flames without hesitation and then through them. The flames licked about her as if trying to find something to feed on, to consume. But they found no hold and then she was through them.
The lair were very different on this side of the wall of fire. And Suzanne was soon different also as her human form stepped into the vast mountain cavern and in a burst of magical energy she merged into the shape of a huge golden dragon. The blue eyes of the beast shone, and yet had not changed as the lids blinked in the light of the chamber, it’s wings lifted and it hurled itself into the air.
Touching down lightly on the cliff ledge, the dragon transformed and Suzanne stood there again. She entered her personal chambers and the room of globes.
She had lied about forgetting the globe. Their special type of magic worked best when the globe was accepted as a gift. She moved towards the globes which were much larger then the one she had given the newly arrived girl, and were clear as the crystal they were made of. She went over to one of them and peered within. Clearly she could see a form huddled on the bed under the covers. No sound issued from the globe, so the dragon in human form could not hear the sobbing of her prisoner.
She moved to the next globe and saw a man strapped to the bars of his cell. His room was scarce, with no bed, just a small bench with the globe from which she spied on him from her lair. He was naked from head to toe and the sweat dripped off his long limbs. His penis lay limp and yet the sweat dripping off his chest was slowly dripping to the floor from his flacid member.
He seemed to be recovering from his wounds nicely and would probably wake in the next day or so. The healing potion she had forced down his unconscious throat had done it’s work, but had the side affect of rendering the patient asleep for many days while it’s magic coursed through their veins.
She was curious about this one. It had been awhile since a knight had challenged her in her own lair, and to single combat no less. If it had been a large group of knights, which had been the case in the past, she would have just rained fire on them from the skies and been done with it. The silly fools. She wondered if this man was like to them. But already she knew he was different, fair and noble and if very stupid, extremely brave. Which was why she had spared him after only breaking his legs and eating his horse. The horse had died when she had crushed it beneath him in battle.
She had taken the splints off just the day before and felt the bones beneath his flesh making sure they were mended. She had been aroused by the feel of him. Yes, it had been along while since she had captured a knight. She sighed to herself, yes this one could be a lot of fun. She licked her lips in anticipation, her eyes shining.
She turned to another globe nearby and saw a petite naked woman laying on her bed as if asleep. A small hand written card in front of the globe read, ‘Penina’, the girl’s name. Penina had been with her for nearly a year now. It had taken her several months for her to seduce the virginal girl, but now they were frequent lovers. In fact she wondered sometimes if Penina didn’t guess the truth. These days she seemed to flaunt her sexuality and give her much to watch when she spied on her. Even now she stirred as if she had been sleeping and waiting for her. She opened her eyes a crack and slowly moved her hands across her naked form. One hand came to rest upon her belly, the other cupping her breast lightly and then grazing the nipple. Suzanne watched her back arch and even though she could hear nothing through the visions in the glass, she could see her mouth open and knew that she had let a soft moan escape her. Suzanne felt the tingling between her own legs at the sight of her. Her nipples now hard and extended, Penina continued to caress them. Her other hand sliding down her belly and over her soft brown pubic hair. The fingers slipped lower and touched her sex ever so gently. Her mouth opened again and Suzanne watched fascinated.
‘Hmmm’, she thought. ‘I will have to work on the knight to take her virginity from her. Penina is such a lovely girl and I find myself feeling for her. She certainly pleases me the most of my captives and I would never harm her. She has earned her freedom long before this. I will have to keep her at least another year though. I would not give up so quickly on such fun.’
This meant that in another year Penina would wake up one morning near a campfire, with a saddled horse and a bag of gold. Usually somewhere on the other side of the world. It would be impolite to have a captive return to their village and expose her as a dragon that ate her maidens in other ways. It would spoil all her fun and make her work that much harder.
She focused again on Penina in the globe and licked her lips. She purred like a cat. Penina was now on all fours and sliding two fingers in and out of her vagina. The glistening lips, red and extended, the muscles under her legs tightening as she thrust her fingers in and out of her sex, faster and harder. Her long brown hair was thrown back over her shoulders and laying on her back. Her other hand, could not be seen, but Suzanne fantasized that she was pinching her rose colored nipples with it.
The wetness beneath Suzannes legs had grown. Slowly her hand grazed against the cloth of her dress and she felt her hard nipple beneath it. Her eyes glazed over for a second in delight.
‘I think it is time for Penina’s lunch.’, she said out loud to no one in particular.

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Spying On My Neighbor

Watching My Neighbor
To some guys, my next door neighbor might not catch their eye as being hot, but to me, she is like a fine wine that has gotten better with age. Myra appears to be in her early fifties and she has a body that makes you want to disregard her age and bend her over. I don’t know what she does for a living but she is always wearing really nice dresses and suits. I live in a condo and Myra lives right next to me, and often I am home to see her drive in from work. She usually backs into her parking spot and I always watch to see her step out of her SUV because she is usually wearing a skirt that rises up her legs really far. Yes, I know I’m a perv.
Myra has beautiful legs which are usually covered in a pair of stockings and tall high heels. She likes to show off there toned muscular shape and I could always picture them wrapped around me. She was slightly tall but not too much, and she had a nice rack which could also be seen peeking through the buttons on her blouse on more than one occasion. She had real short graying hair and was always very friendly. When we first met she took me inside her condo to show me the difference between the two of ours and she was very touchy feely and stood really close.
One day I saw Myra outside and I went out to say hi to her. During our conversation I asked her if she could use an office chair. I told her I had an extra one and she could have it if she wanted. She was very thrilled when I told her this and she gladly excepted it but she didn’t have time for me to bring it over right that second so she told me to bring it over anytime when she got back from running errands. I went inside and watched a movie while waiting for Myra to return and I must have fallen asleep. I woke up to realize that my movie was over and that Myra’s car was in her parking spot so I got the office chair to bring it over to her.
I knocked on her front door twice but no one came to the door. I reached for the door knob and to my surprise it was unlocked so I opened it. Immediately the sound of the television was heard and I pushed the door completely open but still didn’t see Myra. I brought the chair into the living room and set it down and as soon as I did I heard a faint moan. I stood up really still to see if I could hear it again and sure enough I did.
“Oooh, Oooh yeah,” I heard from the direction of her bedroom. Her door was shut and I knew something was up.
“Mmmm!” I heard it again, so I walked as quiet as possible to her bedroom door and the sounds clearly became louder and closer together. I had to see what was going on although I was quite sure I already knew. Slowly I twisted her bedroom door knob as to not make a sound. I opened her door just a crack so I could see in her room and there she was lying spread eagle on top of her bed masturbating.
“Oooh God!” She yelled as she was slipping a vibrating dildo in and out of her pussy. I knew that at any second she could look over towards the door and see me and that I should probably leave right away but I couldn’t help but stand there and watch Myra masturbate. I watched intensely as the dildo penetrated her wet pink lips and played with her hard nipples. Watching her make that dildo enter and disappear inside of her and then reappear coming out of her pussy covered in her juices started giving me a boner. Her body was as nice naked as I had imagined it would be and I stood there with envy towards that lucky dildo.
“Oh Shit!” I heard her yell as I looked up to see her looking at me and I shut the door and started to panic. Before I could get to her front door to get out she yelled, “Hey stop!” I turned around and looked at her.
“What are you doing?” she asked me as she stood there with a blanket wrapped around her body.
“I, uhhhh, I was just bringing you the chair,” I blurted out nervously.
“Well, I guess you had fun watching me!” she said. “Do you normally make a habit of watching other people masturbate like that?!”
I started to stutter and tried to blurt out some kind of excuse but before I could she said, “Did you like what you saw?” I smiled at her as she smiled back at me and I told her, “Yes, I liked it very much.”
“Well I guess you can come give me a hand,” she said to me as she dropped the blanket that was covering her voluptuous body. I followed her back into the bedroom and she got on the bed and laid on her back.
“Since I caught you spying on me you have to do as I say,” She said as she spread her legs.
“Eat my pussy!” she demanded as I took off my clothes and jumped onto the bed. Those legs I used to stare at and fantasize about, I was kissing and rubbing them. They were so soft and smooth and when my mouth reached her vagina she wrapped them around me and shoved me into her body sending my face crashing into her wet sticky pussy. My tongue made its way over every square inch, licking it and sucking on her thick pussy lips.
“Oh baby” she moaned while my tongue flicked over her marble sized, swollen clit.
“This is so much better than a vibrator,” she said. Her pussy tasted so could and I couldn’t wait to put my cock in it.
“Don’t stop!” she yelled, and as I continued to eat her pussy her moans became louder and louder. She loved it when I sucked on one of her lips really hard and tugged on it away from her body. My tongue was attacking her clit for several minutes when she let out a huge sigh and I could feel her clit twinge as she orgasmed and her juices trickled out of her vagina onto her bed. While she was recuperating I was lying next to her caressing her legs and squeezing her tits. She loved it when I circled my tongue around her large, tall nipples.
“Um, why don’t you fuck me now,” Myra said as her hands were swirling around my hard cock. She pushed me over onto my back and positioned herself on top of me. Slowly she rubbed her soaked pussy over my dick and then all of the sudden she sat down on me sending my cock into her tight hole. I couldn’t believe how tight she was. Her tits flopped up and down as she began to ride me like a cowgirl. She pinned my hands up behind my head and started fucking me really hard. I reached up and caught one of her tits with my mouth and started sucking on it as she continued bobbing up and down on my cock.
“Oh God, it’s been so long since I had a young cock inside me!” She said in between moans.
“Let me fuck you from behind,” I replied. She got off of me and got on her knees raising her ass up in the air. I got behind her and shoved every inch of my thick cock into her throbbing pussy.
“Ooooh, Fuck me!” She yelled. I began pounding away at her body making several loud smacking sounds.
“I’m going to fill you up with cum,” I told her. I smacked her ass several times and Myra continued to moan and cuss even louder. My dick felt so good entering her tight pussy lips from behind. I pumped my cock into her pussy over and over, deeper and deeper and when I was about to blow I put everything I had in me into my thrusts.
“I’m Cumming!!!” I grabbed her hips and fucked her as deep as possible until several streams of my warm cum filled her pussy.
“Oh baby, I can fill it. I can feel the heat,” She said a few times. I pulled out of her and my cum was already starting to trickle out of her pussy lips. She layed down for a minute and then went to the bathroom to clean herself up. I started to put my clothes back on and was thanking her for the great sex.
“Thank you!” she replied and said next time I don’t have to spy on her, but to just come over and fuck her. She has a boyfriend but he is old and Myra told me she liked my young hard cock inside of her better than her boyfriends Viagra. Every once and a while I’ll go over and see her to have a little fun.
THE END

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Fun at the Zoo

This is a story I posted on my old account, but it got kicked because of the age of the characters. If you’ve read it already, it’s basically the same thing as the last time I posted it, but Jacob is eighteen this time.

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Harry Potter and Friends part 1

Harry Potter and Friends Part 1
Harry Potter was a skinny 11-year-old boy and he was different and he knew it. On his 11-year-old birthday a letter came to him and he wasn’t able to acquire it, because of his monstrous uncle. They made away to a small island where he met Hagrid and was told of Hogwarts.
On the first of September he arrived at platform 9 3/4 and saw a family of wizards walk through the barrier and approached the mother. As he talked to the mother about how to get through the portal, she motioned to one of her sons.
That’s when Harry’s breath was taken away. He had always had a thing for redheaded people but didn’t know any that looked as good as this kid. He greeted with a “hello” and walked through the portal, only to rush into the nearest cabin on the train because so many people were staring at him and saying his name.
Once in the cabin he was greeted with the two hottest boys he had ever seen. Their names were Fred and George Weasley. He had not wanted to get “found out” so early in his time here. So he acted normal and he was disappointed that all they wanted to talk about was his scar. They left and in came the kid from before, the one that the mother introduced him to. He found out his name was Ron Weasley and made the connection with the other two. ‘No wonder I thought they were so hot, they were his brothers’ thought Harry.
So Harry was slowly watching and becoming obsessed with Ron, but he tried his best not to make it obvious. But little did he know that Ron noticed and was trying to watch him as well.
They continued on the train until it was about an hour left and Ron and Harry had met Hermione and Neville and they had left. Now Ron was alone with Harry once again and Ron suggested (excitedly) that they had to change into their robes now. Harry was waiting for this also. He had hoped he would be able to see Ron’s dick. He went over to the door and locked it just incase someone came in.
“Ok you go dress over there and I will dress on this side of the cabin” said Ron.
Harry’s disappointment was not missed by Ron. And Ron got excited again.
They then both proceeded to take off their clothes. And while taking their cloths off they both started to get hard at the thought of the other one changing right behind him.
Harry was trying his hardest not to look at Ron but to no avail. He turned around just as Ron took off his pants. Harry looked at Ron’s butt and thought if only he could see through those boxers. Boxers? Thought Harry.
Ron turned around at that second to glance at Harry and was surprised to see Harry looking at his butt. “ Uhhh, Harry what are you looking at?”
Harry was embarrassed he was caught in such a position that he answered hurriedly
“ I was just wondering why you wear boxers instead of briefs?” he said. He saw the disappointment in Ron’s face.
“Well the reason I wear boxers is that my older brothers, you no, Fred and George, told me that if you wear boxers, then your dick becomes bigger as you grow up”. As he said this, Harry- out of instinct- looked down and saw that Ron’s dick really did look big from here. As he looked, Ron noticed and he began to get hard. Harry was also beginning to get hard again.
“ Well obviously its true I mean your pretty big” said Harry eyeing Ron harder this time.
“ Yeah. I been wearing them for about a year now and it really has grown, but not by much I mean your also big” Ron said, as he glanced down at Harry dick. “ Well mine is a bit big but nothing compared to my brothers. There really big, I mean like huge.”
“Really” said Harry imagining those two hot boys with their big dicks dangling in front of him. He started to get really hard now so he sat down, so it wouldn’t show too much. “How do you know?”
“Well I’ve seen them. One night, about a month ago, I had to pee and it was really late, so I went to the bathroom and when I came out I heard a lot of scuffling. I thought it was Scabbers or something so I dint pay to much attention to it. But then I noticed my brother’s room was open and I wasn’t allowed in there, so I got curios. I went up to the door and saw both my brothers were lying in the beds with sheets over them. But then I saw something poking out of the sheets and I wondered what it was. So I went into the room and slowly pulled the sheet off of Fred and that’s when I saw it,” recalled Ron, who was hard as hell right now.
Harry who was just as hard asked, “ Well how big was it?”
“ About this big” Ron said and held up two hands and combined his two middle fingers and said” from the beginning of both my palms”.
“Wow” said Harry, ”that must be like 7 inches or so”
“Yeah but I think it was bigger. And I didn’t see Georges, but there twins so I’m guessing they’re about the same size”. They were both extremely hard right now and Harry could just imagine those two big beautiful boys with their big beautiful cocks just pointing straight up while the feign sleeping.
Harry adjusted his underwear and Ron noticed this and stood up. Now Harry could see how big his dick really was. It was about 4 ½ inches long and not that thick, but to Harry it looked like the best thing in the world right now.
“O man I really have to take care of this. Do you mind if I jerk off? I really need a release right now” said Ron.
Harry didn’t respond, he just got up and pulled down his underwear, revealing his 4-inch, dick and started slowly masturbating, while looking at Ron. Ron took this as sign and pulled down his boxers and sat down in his seat and started jerking off real fast.
As the two boys were jerking off they looked at each other, the whole time. Both imagining their own little fantasies. Ron’s breathing was getting louder and heavier and he cummmed first, since he was going real fast.
Harry thought it looked weird for a second but then again he was focused on his own “problem”. Harry took a little longer to cum since he just started masturbating a few weeks ago, and still wasn’t used to the whole jerking off thing. He finally climaxed and shut his eyes for a good 2 minutes thinking about what just happened.
When he was done he looked around frantically for some paper but couldn’t find any.
He noticed Ron had no cum on his hands or anything and said “hey how did you clean yourself up I need something to clean my hands”
Ron looked uncomfortable. But answered” I just licked it clean”. Then he added hastily “I mean it is my own cum it came from me. I feel as if I take something from my body and I would just like to give it back. He he” he finished nervously
Harry thought for a moment and said, “That’s ok man I do it all the time but I have a different logic…I like the taste.”
“I like the taste also but I still stick to my logic. It makes me feel better”. They both laughed at this.
Now that they finished, they really had to get ready to leave the train because they were almost at school. So they start to put heir clothes back on and Harry asks Ron if he has a pair of boxers that Harry can borrow because he didn’t want underwear anymore.
Ron said “I only have one extra pair but you can borrow it and I’ll sent an owl to mom and tell her that I need extra pairs and you can return the favor whenever you can”.
“Thanks” said Harry. He smiled as he put on his new boxers. Maybe this school is going to be a lot more interesting then I thought.

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Fantasy

Lord Potter

I do not own these characters, nor the setting, all rights belong to J.K.Rowling and Warner Bros. to use as they see fit. I am merely borrowing them in order to write my version of harry’s future steps. author’s note: most of my story will stay consistent with the books except that none of Harry’s friends who died in the books died in the story, instead Fred merely lost the opposite ear to George, Lupin dodged the killing curse that Dolohov fired and returned one in kind, whilst Tonks did not sacrifince herself in grief for losing Lupin however she has realised she does not love him and they have split and when it became apparent their child was a werewolf, Lupin took him from her and decided to train the boy and make him safe. Also I have intentionally ignored anything suggested in the epilogue to The Deathly Hallows, Ron and Hermione never got together, instead he stayed with Lavender Brown and Hermoine became silently infatuated with Harry

Fantasy

Harry’s Christmases Part 3

Sorry I wrote this to be one story, but had a brain fart and broke it into three parts. and after looking at the second part I think I need to do a rewrite later. Hope you enjoy the conclusion of Harry’s Christmases
Harry’s Christmases Part 3
By WPL
That first kiss, their lips met and pressed softly together, Hermione could feel her heart speeding up, the rush of heat from her lips to her toes, she almost felt faint, but not, her eyes were closed, but swirls and swirls of color danced around her, she could hear music, beautiful music and rockets. Harry had his arm around her holding her to him, she could feel him holding it was pure heavenly. ‘Oh sweet Maeve! Harry’ she opened her mouth and push her tongue to his lips, which parted as she licked his, their tongues met and fondled each other. ’God if he asked I’d give him my virginity right here’ she thought, ‘Where did that come from’ . When they ran out of air they broke. “Oh Harry” she whispered
He whispered “Hermione I, I …”
“Harr..” and they kissed again.
Several people walked by, just looking at the entangled couple. They were totally impervious to the world around them. Lavender Brown walked thru and smiled, ‘Ron’s mine now’ and danced up the stairs.
Finally they broke again and looked into each other eyes, not saying a thing, then Hermione spoke “Harry, I love you“.
“and I love you Hermio..”
And they kissed deeply again feeling each others soul. When they broke this time Harry settled back into the corner of the loveseat and Hermione moved too turning and resting her back against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her. After a few moments, “page six I believe, my love”
“Yes Harry” and she opened the book, they read two pages and kissed, one page and kissed, then two, then one and one and one, then sleep slowly over took them, and that‘s where Ron found them the next morning. Harry was half laying on the loveseat and Hermione was curled up on top on him as Harry held her.
What’s the Bloody Hell!!” he yelled, waking the couple.
“huh what oh hi Ron” Hermione said
“Harry yawned “hi “
“What do you mean hi, why are you holding Hermione like that” he barked
“Because I want him to Ron, go have breakfast” Hermione answered in that matter of fact voice of hers, snuggling into Harry.
“Huh… What” the look on Ron face utter bewilderment, then he turned and stormed off.
“That went well” Harry said
“He’ll get over it, I’m sure Lav will jump at the chance to get him and I hope she does, I got what I want” and kissed him.
“Hungry my love” Harry asked
“For you” and kissed him again “but lets clean-up and change then go have breakfast”
“Meet you here in ten” Harry helping her up
“Fifteen please”
“Oh ok.. as long as you need love, just don’t keep me waiting too long, someone might get me” Harry popped off.
“not a chance you’re mine.. now”
“Yes my love”
And off they went, he to the boys , she to the girls.
Victoria met Hermione as she was entering the shower “Hey Hermione that was you with Harry last night, did you both sleep in the common room, your bed was empty, is he a good kisser it sure looked that way, you two going together now, what about Ron, and Ginny, is he good…”
“You said that”
“Huh”
“never mind, yes he’s the best and yes we did sleep, that was all, and yes he is and yes we’re going together, he’s mine, Lav can have Ron and Gin has Dean, now if you’ll excuse me I need to clean-up and meet my Harry for breakfast”
Eight minutes later Harry was in the common room waiting. A few minutes later down the step came his angel. Her hair was still damp and sort of laid back, she had on a tight pair of jeans and very sexy blouse, vee-necked showing a bit of cleavage. Harry’s pulse rate went up, she had a hint of lipstick and eye liner.
“God Hermione you’re beautiful, I mean you always were but… wow”
“Thank you Harry” and kissed him “Lets eat”
“First lets dry that hair, don’t want you getting sick” and wave his wand drying it”
“But Harry” Her hair popped back to normal
“I love it this way, it’s you” and kissed her “and I love you”
“Oh Harry” she moaned and kissed him “you oh Harry… Lets eat”
It was Saturday morning and not ever one was up yet, but those who were, stopped and looked at the newest Hogwarts couple walk in Hand-in-Hand, their eyes for each other. They watch Hermione sit first, then Harry sit beside her. And they kissed lightly, then Harry help her fill her plate then his and they ate, sometimes feeding the other. Everyone stared. Ron was stunned, angry, confused not sure what he was, until Lavender slipped next to him and placed her hand on his thigh, and whispered in his ear “Don’t they make a cute couple Ron”
“Huh yea I guess” He whinged gripping his fork.
Lavender light squeezed his groin and he seemed instantly to forget them and turned to her and whispered “Keep that up and I may have to shag you right here”
“Lets find a empty broom closet” she whispered and nibbled his ear, Ron left a half empty plate, his second of course.
There was a Quidditch game between Hufflepuff and Slytherin after breakfast. Hermione asked Harry if he want to go watch, he looked at her for a moment, “Why not, a blanket a couple of drinks, sandwiches, the book and you, what a perfect day”
“Harry if we take the book we may not watch much of the game”
“So”
“Oh oh ok Harry” she purred.
“Oh I need to go to Gringotts next chance, I want to get you a ring, to show the world you’re mine”
“A a ri.. ring” and she jumped on him giving him a Hermione hug, followed by a deeper kiss. After a few minutes they broke and headed to the common to get their winter robes. Harry called Dobby and asked for a wicker basket with blankets, sandwiches, and a thermos with mafted mulled cider for an outing. And shortly they were off to the Quidditch pitch.
They didn’t make it to the pitch however, they stopped at the end of the tree line and placed the blankets, and Harry sat against a tree facing the pitch, Hermione sat in front of him and laid back on his chest, covered themselves waist down with one if the blankets, she then cast a warming spell, handed him a drink and pulled out their book. Page one, they almost made chapter two, between the kissing, before the game was over. Ron and Lavender walked up. Hermione had half rolled over and their lips were locked together as tongues caressed each the others, and wrapped in each others arms.
‘damn she never snogged me like that’ … “Hey Harry… huh you and Hermione want to go inside, it’s past time for dinner and it’s getting colder” Ron interrupting them.
“Oh hi Ron, is it.. hadn’t noticed, shall we my love” Hermione said sweetly
‘my love??’ Ron looked at her ‘she called him ‘my love’
“Sure yes if you wish love” and Harry slipped out from behind her and helped her up receiving a kiss. They turned and hand-in-hand walked towards the school
“Huh what about” and Ron pointed to the blankets and basket, the only thing they picked up was the book.
Lavender said “Ron they’re newly in love, leave them alone, here carry this” and handed him the basket after wave packing everything inside. They followed the happy couple, well that is after Lavender kissed her Ron and whispered she was getting randy again.
“it’s such a lovely day isn’t it” Ron was heard to say.
Later they sat in the common in front of the fire, Hermione had changed her clothes again, this time into a baggy blouse and a soft comfortable skirt. She had placed their book carefully in her trunk.
She had ask Harry if he wanted to read some more and surprisingly he said “No, tonight I want just to hold you in my arms, no distractions, just you and me in front of the fire” she smiled, her heart leaped.
When she came down, there was her Harry sitting on the loveseat, with two mugs of cider, with cinnamon sticks laying on a small plate beside, waiting for her. She sat on his lap and kissed him “mmmmm. Harry cider and cinnamon have you been reading my books”
“Huh no just seemed right… as this” and kissed her.
‘Oh god yesss Harry’ her inner voice sang.
They kissed and stirred the cider with the cinnamon sticks and sipped, she snuggled up against him as he held her and kissed and sipped and watched the fire, there wasn’t twenty words spoke.
A short while later Hermione pulled Harry’s hand under her blouse and Harry lightly rubbed her bare mid-section and they kissed. Hermione could feel Harry’s excitement under her. Shortly she moved his hand to her bra-less breast, wordlessly telling him, she was his and it was ok. She moaned as the first male even touch her. He kissed her again and he carefully, softly fondled her. Her knickers were soaking. He broke their kiss, she looked deep into his eyes and purred “Oh Harry, my love” as he lightly pinched her harden nibble, she moaned and nibbled her lower lip. After another lingering kiss, she laid back enjoying Harry’s hand.
Someone walked in, Harry didn’t jerk away his hand, just held it still cupping her, the blouse hid all, as Neville sat and talked to the couple for a time. To Hermione it was heavenly, her love was holding her intimately as they talked to their friend. He finally left them alone again and they kissed. She thought to herself ‘Oh Harry if we were somewhere private’ she kissed him again ‘God my knickers are dripping wet’ .
They once again fell asleep there as the noise died and the fire crackled.
Next morning Victoria gently shook Hermione “Again? Do we need to move your bed down here”
Harry said quietly ”Could you” the girls giggled.
Then Ron came in “Damn Harry do you ever plan to sleep in your bed again“,
Hermione blushed
“I’m hungry, anyone seen Lav”
“I’ll see if she’s up “ said Victoria.
“No I’ll go.. I need to freshen up and you should too, my love” as Hermione stood up, after Harry undetected by the others had slipped his hand from under her blouse, much to both dismay. Harry rose and walked her to the stairs, she kissed him and up she went.
“Bloody hell Harry you got it bad don’t you”
“Got what” Harry said looking up as Hermione disappeared “Oh… yea” and went to loo and shower.
Harry was waiting when Lavender and Hermione came down. Hermione gave him a quick kiss.
“Oh Lavender, Ron said he’ll be at breakfast and ask you to join him”
“Ask, sure he did, but thanks Harry” and started to get a quick peck, but stopped, then she looked at Hermione, Hermione smiled that smile ‘mine’, but nodded so Lav quickly pecked his cheek.
“Breakfast my love” Hermione asked
“Are you on the menu, if so most assuredly.” Harry said hugging her, before releasing her.
“Harry” she cooed. And took his hand as she kissed him again ”Maybe” and off they went to Sunday morning meal. .
The ones who didn’t see them the day before, watched in wonderment as the two lovingly Gryffindors fed each other, between quick kisses, not all were that quick.
“Hey Harry, Hermione we’re going to Hogsmeade, you two coming” Ron asked. Lavender was holding his hand.
“Hermione”
“Yes Harry lets”
“Ok we’re coming, Hermione needs her winter robe, I’ll grab my scarf.. we’ll be right down”
Hermione changing robes, picked up her scarf and without thinking slipped their book into her robe pocket. She met Harry at the foot of the girls stairs. And arm in arm out they went, meeting Ron and Lavender. Neville, Luna, Victoria, and the Patil twins along with Susan Bones were in the entrance also and they all walked into Hogsmeade.
They had a wonderful time, stopped at Honeyduke’s first for treats and sweets, after which they split-up, Ron to Zonko’s with Lavender and Neville. Victoria, Susan and the twins off to some dress shop. Harry asked Luna if she would like to go with them to the Book shop. You could tell she wasn‘t sure, but Hermione grabbed her arm “You’re coming with us, it‘ll be fun”, Harry took her other arm and off they went. They enjoyed going thru the books. Luna was so happy, being with friends, ‘friends,’ and even found a book, the title of ‘The Sly and Hidden Magical Creatures Handbook’. She squealed in happiness as she clutched the book to her chest.
They paid for their books and retreated to Madam Puddifoots for tea and cakes. Luna was engrossed reading her upside down book. ’how does she read that way’ Hermione said to herself, shaking her head slightly, before she and Harry began reading their book. Two and a half whole chapters, before Lavender drug Ron and Neville in. Ron was going on about something.
Hermione moved to Harry’s lap to give a chair to Neville, Ron sat in the last and Lavender sat on his, she shifted once.
Hermione laid back against Harry as she felt him under her again getting excited. ‘Oh sweet Maeve!’
They had a lovely tea, even with Ron’s prattle, before bundling up to head back to Hogwarts.
That night they did their schoolwork to the enjoyable nagging of Hermione and Ron grumbling and Lavender assisting Hermione to make Ron to his, then Lavender kissed Ron good night and each when up. Harry and Hermione were the last two in the common, after kissing several times goodnight, Harry watch her as she climbed the stairs, she turned and looked at Harry, then ran down and jumped into his arms and kissed him. They ended up spending the night on the couch, partially under a conjured blanket, Hermione laying on top of him, her head nuzzled into his shoulder as he held her.
They woke next morning when Lavender, still in her nightshirt, and showing Harry some of what Ron enjoys regularly now, shook them as she whispered to Hermione “ why don’t you just move in to his room at least it would be a bed”
Hermione glowed red blushing. She kissed Harry and ran upstairs to shower.
“and you mister go clean-up, Hermione deserves a clean and presentable boyfriend” before she headed up too.
Minutes later a loo’d, showered, freshly dressed Harry waited
Ron walked by shaking his head as he headed for breakfast.
The week pasted Harry and Hermione were together as much as possible, she watched as he practiced and they did their school work together, of course Ron was always asking questions as usual.
The one that surprised Hermione was when Ron ask, “Harry when did you start fancying Hermione?”
“First of September 1991, just too stupid to know”
“Oh.. huh” the confused Ron trying to count it out.
“Oh Harry” and she gave him a kiss..
Friday evening arrived, after supper Harry and Hermione sat cuddling in the Astrometry Tower looking at the stars, in between kisses, Hermione had cast warming spells and they held each other. As they kissed Harry hand began to roam, he found she was without a bra again and both enjoyed his manipulations. Hermione’s hand slip onto his groin and found a sizeable lump in Harry’s trousers, they both moaned into the others mouth. When they heard someone on the stairs, they moved their hands away from the enjoyable area’s of each and kissed softly.
Then “Ooo enjoying ourselves are we” Draco sneered.
Harry already had his hand holding his wand, Hermione whispered “Don‘t“.
Pasty “Oh leave them alone, Drac and kiss me”
“We’ll just leaving” Hermione said and took Harry by the hand pulling him away.
“That’s right Potter run away, listen to your ….” Pasty kissed him, before he said something to rile Potter, she had other plans for Draco, and watching him and Potter fight wasn‘t one.
On the stairs Harry was fuming till Hermione said softly “leave it Harry, he’s not worth the trouble”
And kissed him.
They looked for another place to be alone together, but there wasn’t any. In fact ’The Broom Closet” appeared to have several couple waiting outside it, pressed into the coves around it, as they passed by. So they returned to the common and found their loveseat empty and cuddled, however Neville, Colin, Seamus, and Cormac playing snaps and didn’t allow any privacy. They enjoyed being together close, hugging and kissing anyway. They finally went to own dorms, even though it was early morning the boys were still at it, to shower and bed.
Saturday morning no classes, a happy Harry waited in the common for Hermione as usual, Ron was waiting for Lavender.
“You know this is your fault”
“What… What’s my fault”
“Having to wait breakfast”
“Huh.. what”
“Oh Lav been griping, Harry always waits for Hermione, Harry does this for Hermione, Harry does that for Hermione, Harry sit her first, Harry does this, geezze Harry all the girls are ragging their boyfriends, Damn Harry.. Hermione got you whipped or somethin”
“No.. she doesn’t.. I do what I do because I want to, for the girl I love, I enjoy seeing her happy and when she’s happy I’m happy”
“You shagging her?”
“Excuse me” Harry gave his friend a dirty look.
“Are you shagging her, you must, can‘t get a piece of parchment between you two most time and as much as your up her backside you must be.”
Harry grit his teeth, before he hurt Ron, a moment later
“Ron weather I am or not is surely none of your business and I would appreciate if you wouldn’t ask again.” in that tone, Ron knew to drop it.
Hermione and Lavender were just out of sight up stairs hearing every word.
“just don’t be so I don’t know so..”
“Attentive, helpful, loving, trying to make her happy, please her, what?”
“I don’t know, just stop it will you, everyone griping”
“Let them gripe, I love Hermione and I’m so lucky she loves me, and I don’t feel I’m doing anything wrong, and you know me, if I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t”
“yea I know… just don’t”
And Hermione stepped into view “Hi boys waiting long”
Lavender right behind. As she walks down past Hermione, Hermione heard “and none for the jerk today”
Lav stopped at the bottom and waited until Ron stepped to her and kissed her “morning Ronald”
Ron twitched he knew she was pissed about something, but what. But he was hungry and had waited long enough.
“morning Lets eat I’m starved” he led Lavender off.
“Hi Harry “ Hermione softly spoke
“Hi Mione” and they kissed.
“What was Ron on about”
“Oh you know Ron, he’s just being Ron, hungry my love”
“For you my love”
“Huh, oh”
“Lets eat you need your strength” and they headed for the great hall.
Quidditch today was between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, Harry didn’t want to go to the pitch, too noisy, didn‘t feel like hearing all that noise today.. too crowded. Tomorrow they could go to Hogsmeade, so.
“Fancy a walk, maybe along the lake” Hermione ask
“Anywhere with you my love”
The couple drifted down by the lake, it was a little coolish, and the wind was just lightly stirring. Harry held her to him. As they walked along the shoreline they stumbled upon a clearing among the bush line and the old stone blocks, that look like an old wall at one time, actually it was a small niche like spot, three side thick bush the open side facing the lake, a large tree protruding from the back edge. They laid the large blanket, Harry sat on, his back against the tree, Hermione sat between his legs, facing away from him and leaned back, Harry wrapped his arms around her, she cast a warming spell and pulled an edge of the blanket over them. Harry’s hand laid on her mid section once again, under her robe, but on the outside of her blouse. Hermione sighed and opened their book.
After a few pages, she reached down and pulled her blouse up slightly allowing Harry’s hand to now rub her bare skin. A few more pages and she said softly “Harry my love I’m not wearing a bra” as she turned and kissed him. Minutes later she turned to read and Harry’s hand found a hard nipple, she cooed, he fondled one then the other, they read another half page, before she turned and pulled Harry off the side of the tree and laid on top of him. They kissed as Harry pulled the blanket edge back over them. “Oh Harry” they kissed, she could feel his excitement again. “Harry… make love… to me.. I want… you inside” between kisses.
“Yes my love, but first I want to taste you” as he rolled them over and disappeared into the blanket.
She raised her hips to allow her panty to be removed. She felt his hot breathe on her skin, she moaned joyously. She bit her lip to keep from screaming in pleasure as Harry’s tongue gave her, her first male induced orgasm. She knew he would be the father of her children someday.
Harry had never tasted anything like it, sweet, oh so sweet with a hint of tangiest, he could drink her nectar all day and still want. He wanted more now and kept at her, as her second orgasm shot thru her she grabbed him and pulled him up and kissed him, tasting herself. As she reached down and undid his trousers, Harry pulled them down and Hermione soft hand found him. They moaned, he gritted his teeth to keep from spewing, she felt him trembling and dove under the blanket and took him into her mouth.
“Oh God Hermione” he moaned, shortly oh too shortly he filled her mouth with the first load ever, other
by his hand. She took it all, swallowing greedily. ‘sweet Maeve he seems huge’ never seeing a real one before she wasn‘t sure.
She slid up to his lips and kissed him as she held him in her hand, he never soften a bit. “Harry, my love do you want on top or shall I”
“What do you think how huh I don’t know”
“Harry you’re a virgin too, my love”
“yes… too.. you’re a virgin.. I‘I thought”
“Yes my love, I’m a virgin, I’ve been saving myself for the rigt.. forYou… and no one has even done what you’ve done to me or about to” and she straddled him guiding him to her.
“Oh God Hermione”
“Harry oooh”
She was stretched oh so loving stretched, the pain pasted, but was worth every moment of, as she lower herself onto Harry, the man she loved. They kissed as she yelped into his mouth and became a woman, his woman and he her man, when filled and their pelvic areas was as close to one as you can get, she stopped. Feeling him inside her for the first time, She could feel his heart beat, she heard his moan and see the sparkle in his eyes.
“I love you Harry”
“And I love you Hermione my love… and ..and someday I want you to be my wife”
“Yes Harry, yes I’m yours now and always”
And they made love, sweet wondrous marvelous love, Hermione grinding her body on him and he slowly rising his hips back and forth, pushing her thru orgasm after orgasm. She tighten on him each time she came, ‘ ‘Oh sweet Maeve’ as she built for the best yet as she held back, then she ground into him hard and found his lips and he thrusted up into her, she spasmed on him as she climaxed and screamed into his mouth, she felt him grow inside her and twitch as his seed filled her womb, that hot sperm pulsing into her, she orgasmed again. The world was full of sparkling colors and stars, she heard music her favorite from her childhood and she knew what true love was. They both blacked out for a moment or two or ten, not sure.
She heard “I love you Hermione Granger, you are my heart and soul forever” and was kissed before she could answer.
When they broke their lips, but Harry was still inside her. She replied “and I love you Harry Potter with my heart and soul forever my love, I’m yours even after death”
“And I yours for eternity, so mote it be” and a bright golden aura enveloped them.
In the Halls of Records deep in the Ministry, the book of recorded marriages, betrothals, bonds and intent bonds on the daily ledger read the following;
Harry James Potter and Hermione Jean Granger obligatory conjugal. 10 January 1996 11:47a.
“Harry what was that, you saw it didn’t you”
“Yes I did it sort of surround us you and me, us”
“Harry do you think maybe our magic…huh.. Well”
“I don’t know… but if it did, all I have to say is I love magic and you Mrs. Potter”
“Mrs. Potter, you really think I’m Mrs. Potter.. Hermione Potter sounds nice doesn’t it”
“Sounds wonderful to me… oh “ Harry looks a little sad.
“What wrong Harry”
“What if just something else and we’re just wishful thinking”
“Harry I don’t know, but if it just wishful thinking, we’ll just have to make it a reality as soon as we can, my love”
“Yes my love Mrs. Hermione Jean Potter”
“Oh Harry, my love, my husband.. Harry make love to me again”
“of course my love just as often as I can”
Hermione still sitting in Harry’s lap ask Father Christmas. “Chris I want to ask you something about the book, did you charm it or something, I mean I’m won’t be upset if you did I was just wondering”
“Well there is a charm on the book, but before you say anything, it’s not a love charm or any other charm to make someone attracted to another, I don’t work that way”
“Oh then what”
“It’s a heart reveling spell, I call it ‘The You to Yourself charm‘”
“ you to yourself I don‘t understand.”
“All the charm does is open your heart so you know who you truly wish, to read the book with, when you open it. That’s all, it just shows who, nothing more. And if anything progresses from that, it’s of your own choosing, your own heart, hearts. In fact once the book helps you find your friend and the two of you begin to read the spell is over, till the next new owner opens it for the first time. I would never push two people together. The book just gives a nudge to the direction of your heart.”
“Oh I see, a good charm, a very good charm”
“And I don’t give the book often, only when I see the need” as he smiled.
A moment later.
“Chris, then why Hermione, not that I’m complaining, in fact I thank you for doing so, but why her” Harry asked.
“Well Harry, years ago when you ask me to stop giving you anything again, I did as you asked, but I’ve been watching you for years, looking for a way to correct my mistake”
“Chris it wasn’t your fault, you were just being you, spreading joy. You didn‘t know my uncle”
“I know, but I watched and realized why you asked, you taught me a valuable lesson, sometimes it best to watch better and to leave somethings alone ”
Hermione stared at the two puzzled.
“Hermione.. you don’t know what happen, I can tell by that look. Harry never told you… I should have known” Chris smiled.
“Told me what?”
“Hermione my love, you know about my uncle and how he was. Well years ago….” and he told her of the first seven Christmases of Harry Potter and the seventh when he ask Chris never to give him a present again.
She kissed her husband ‘Uh that horrid monster”
“It’s over and done with, Mione. It’s in the past”
“As I was saying Harry, I watched over you for years, looking for a way to redeem myself, not only for you, but me as well”.
Harry started to say something, Father Christmas continued.
“I could see plainly the love you had for Hermione, but wasn’t sure how to express it properly, neither one of you actually. You both were limited in matters of the heart. Harry not knowing any and Hermione knowing only her family and books and what she read… Her secret desire to be swept off her feet by the dashing captain or knight or such.”
Hermione blushed
“As I watch Hermione, I noticed how she sparkled when she first saw you after being apart for a while. And how you looked when someone else took her attention. I saw the slight hurt in her, when you kissed or paid attention to one of the other girls.
The trouble was you both were too wrapped up in your best friendship to see each other. And I thought of the book and how it would put the two of you together in a way part from the others, even if only for a short time and maybe you would find each other, as each hoped… And I’d have to say it was one of my better ideas and obliviously worked as I hoped it would.”
“Yes it did, thank you Chris, do you want the book back?”
“Oh no I have others, you keep it and pass it on. especially if you see someone in need or save it for your daughter or son girlfriend” casting a glance at Hermione mid-section.
Hermione smiled.
Dobby followed by Winky pop in quietly, with egg-nog for five.
“Hello Dobby, Winky Happy Christmas”
“Happy Christmas Father Christmas” they said in unison
“Happy Christmas old friends” Harry and Hermione said
“Happy Christmas Ma…” and Harry gave them that look
Happy Christmas Harry, misses Potter” and the five sat, sipped egg-nog and watched the fire and chatted of things past and possible things to come.
After the egg-nog was gone and the hour drew late, well wee in the morning.
“Well I need to be heading home, the misses will worry, later Harry, nice to have met you Hermione, Dobby and you Winky, Happy Christmas” and he vanished.
“Good night Dobby, Winky Happy Christmas”
Happy Christmas” and they disappeared.
Hermione turned to her husband “Harry James Potter as long as I’ve known you, you still surprise me, you know Father Christmas, you’ve known him for years, do you know how many kids would love to meet him, and you’re on first name bases with him..”
“We’re on first name, after all Mione, you’ve met him too and..”
Oh you”
“yes my love”
Oh”
Yes my love
“Oh kiss me”
“Ye…” and they kissed.
Next morning Harry and Hermione found three new presents under the tree; a box of 25 little green and 25 little black plastic solders, a red fire brigade truck, and box with four matchbox cars.
Happy Christmas Harry,
Chris

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This story was inspired by a friend and a discussion we had one day. If you like then please leave positive comments and of course vote for it. If there is enough of a positive response I will continue the story.

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husband spots his wife in the kitchen, she is wearing almost nothing and he just can’t stop thinking about getting into her pussy!