Harry Potter, Game Jumper

Harry's hand moved from Raidy's sides to her b.r.e.a.s.ts and took them fully in his hands.

"Hmmmm" Raidy softly m.o.a.n.e.d.

He started to squeeze them and fondle them, increasing the volume and frequency of Raidy' m.o.a.ns. Just as she wanted to lean on him, he advanced to better embrace her, and his boner dived between her buttcheeks and slid from her anus to her lower lips, slightly parting them, all the way to her s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e button.

The burst of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e that passed through them caused them to m.o.a.n loudly together and shiver. Raidy arched her head back as Harry warped his arms under her b.r.e.a.s.ts and rested his chin on her shoulder. She turned her head toward him and gave him a lingering kiss on the cheek. In response, he turned to her and kissed her on the lips.

Harry's mind nearly blanked because it was his first kiss. Her lips were soft, and he continued to kiss them. She responded in kind. Their h.i.p.s rocked slightly as they grinded their parts together at a small pace. She could feel how hard and warm his rod was, and he could feel how wet and burning her snatch was. With each move they m.o.a.n.e.d softly.

Harry resumed playing with her b.r.e.a.s.ts, and one of her hands moved to her snatch to play with it. When it came into contact with Harry's rod, she pushed it against her snatch while stroking its underside. Both of them shivered and m.o.a.n.e.d again.

Unable to bear it any longer, she took him firmly in hand, bent forward, and guided him herself to the entrance. When she put the tip in, Harry pushed himself deeper into her on reflex, nearly overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensation.

"Groaaan!" "Hyaaaannnn!"

His meat rod met little resistance, that natural barrier that should have been there destroyed by previous physical activities. Even though she felt a bit of pain, the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e was stronger. She had to support herself on the edge of the bathtub.

Harry withdrew slowly and plunged back, eliciting another loud m.o.a.n from Raidy. He had only gone 2 third of the way because of how tight her snatch was. At that moment, the only thing in his mind was increasing the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e he felt. He wanted to go deeper, and started to rock his h.i.p.s. With each thrust, she m.o.a.n.e.d and he got deeper, until his whole rod was in her.

"Haan! Haan! Oooh! Ah!"

Back in the main room, Fonfon heard the e.r.o.t.i.c sounds, and couldn't help but get aroused herself. She started playing with herself.

From then on, he held her by the waist and raised his speed. Her m.o.a.ns turned into short shout with each thrust until she lost her breath. After that, she only shouted whenever she had nough breath. It was the same for Harry's groaning. They were completly drowned in their l.u.s.t and p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. The pressure build up within them, and they sought to release it. It only took a minute for them to reach their peak. With one final thrust from him and a sharp contraction of her snatch, they came.

"Ooooaaaanh!" "Haaaaaannnnnn!"

As he was releasing his seed in her while m.o.a.ning, back arched and eyes flickering due to the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e he felt. Still trying to get in as deep as possible, he pocked her cervix and released the second half of his load right into her w.o.m.b. Raidy's body grew limp, her arms slid from the bathtub edge and she slowly collapsed forward. Her head lightly hit the floor, and she didn't register it in her blissful state. Her rear was still in the air held by Harry's hands on her h.i.p.s, and his rod deep in her.

They stayed in the same position for a minute, breathing heavily and slowly regaining their bearings. Harry looked at Raidy's body, then at the part where they were still connected. He fondled her b.u.t.t and c.a.r.e.s.sed her back, eliciting soft content humming from her. He was quite comfortable being seathed in her. However, tiredness was washing over him, and he guessed her as well.

He removed his rod from her, making her m.o.a.n and some of his seed spill out. He helped her straighten herself, but the only thing she could do was sit on her b.u.t.t. She was already half asleep, and barely coordinated with Harry as he finished washing her. He cleaned her snatch as well, giving her another small o.r.g.a.s.m, then she fell asleep in his arms. He looked at her sleeping figure with a soft smile, and carried her to the bedroom. He carefully tucked her in bed, and left to clean the bathroom.

Seeing the remains of their session, his mind wandered. S.e.x. It was something he hardly though about. Something he couldn't have imagined himself doing before a few years. Yet, in less than a day, he not only saw more beauties than he ever did before (aside from accidentally stumbling on Angelina and Alicia in the quidditch locker), he also nailed the prettiest of them.

It had been one of the most exhilarating and satisfying experience of his life, on the same level as discovering the magical world, seeing Hogwart for the 1st time, and his 1st quidditch victory. He couldn't help but feel good about himself. Smug even, because he achieved what some older students and a few pretentious guys are still dreaming about. He had also become a real man in a way. A proud grin appeared on his face.

A muffled noise coming from the main room caught his attention. He had completly forgotten their prisoner, and silently went to check on her.

Before entering the room, he smelled something he just discovered after having had s.e.x with Raidy. The scent of female s.e.x fluids. He found Fonfon in the corner he had left her, sprawled on her back. Her legs were wide open, her bikini bottom discarded to the side, leaving her flower in full view. Her labored breathing, her bound hands on her lower belly, her glistening fingers near her dripping snatch and the wet patch left on the ground told what had been going on.

Even though he was tired, the sight with the memory of his previous activity made his rod slowly rise up again. As he walked up to her, she noticed him, and tried to hastly straighten herself. She stumbled a little before returning her gaze to him.

He didn't know what to do with her, so he observed her for a bit. Her eyes alternated between looking at his little friend, flickering to his face and looking at the ground. Though most of the time her eyes were on his groin. Seeing his rod at full attention, she misunderstood his intentions.