Time is relative #13

Chapter #13: What we really feel, part III.

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Clothing pieces are all over the place, that’s the new way the living room in the Potter mansion is decorated, and the culprits for this scene are on a couch, enjoying each other’s touch.

“Yes… Keep going, Harry!” Hermione Jane Granger, the minister of magic and the brightest witch of her generation was sitting on the couch moaning like crazy.

The reason for her to be acting like this is simple, she’s only wearing a tiny black thong while the rest of her body is completely naked and the younger version of her best friend is sitting beside her as he kisses her neck.

But that’s not all, Harry is doing wonders with his fingers as he has one hand under her panties while the other is playing with one of her nipples, and the older woman can’t help but bite her lower lip as she enjoys the sensations the younger man is making her feel.

Long gone was the image of the regal minister of magic, the strict one and the person who never broke rules, that was completely gone, the only interest she had right now was about enjoying the way Harry was making her feel, and it seemed like she wasn’t the only one enjoying this, there was a charm in doing this for Harry.

“God… You’re so beautiful!” Harry said as he continued playing with her body but he was increasing the intensity of the movements of his hands.

“D-Don’t lie… You don’t have to pretend that—” Hermione tried to argue with Harry.

But the younger man didn’t let her say such nonsense, no woman was as beautiful as Hermione for Harry at this moment, in his thoughts there was nothing but the older bushy-haired woman, she was his best friend who had managed to age quite well, so, it made sense for him to praise her looks.

Harry captured her lips without thinking twice and this only made the older woman try to close her legs as much as she could because the sensations in her crotch were getting more and more intense and the fact that Harry seemed to have no mercy on her was just enough for her to send her to another dimension of pleasure a dimension she wasn’t quite aware it existed.

Hermione has had her fair share of romances, however, it’s so rare for her to reach this state of pleasure unless she uses magic, and yet, Harry was making it look as if it was the easiest thing in the world, her ex’s and more importantly Ron, would argue against that considering he complained a lot that she was too strict when it comes even to sex.

Hermione couldn’t help but kiss the younger man back, she was responding softly to the kiss, but Harry’s intensity of movements was starting to motivate her to try her best, it didn’t take too long for the young man and the older woman to be completely synchronized with the movement of their mouths it was so scary for the older woman how much compatibility they shared that she started to regret the fact that they hadn’t done this before.

If only they had explored this side of their relationship, maybe she wouldn’t have missed him too much during the time he disappeared, of course she’d miss him as a friend but she would never had to worry about the “what ifs” she has asked herself for more than twenty years.

As much as the kiss was feeling incredible, sadly it needed to end at some point, and the moment they separated and started to long for more air as they panted, they couldn’t help but join their foreheads, Hermione was taken by surprise while Harry was smirking completely.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this with the minister of magic!” Harry couldn’t help but chuckle.

“You know… At some point in history… Doing this with the minister would’ve been a death sentence!” Hermione surprised Harry with her words, but little by little his concerned expression changed for a more relaxed one.

“Well… Dying for you seems worth it honestly,” He giggled after he said this, and Hermione couldn’t help but blush harder than she already was.

“Even though you didn’t age a day… You seem more mature now,” Hermione said with a soft smile on her face.

“A lot of things have matured on me Mione, to be honest, just feel this thing!” Harry suddenly took the older woman by surprise as he suddenly started to rub his crotch against her knee.

Hermione’s eyes widened as she felt the thing between Harry’s legs, she was surprised he could have something like this completely hidden, or at least it’s not noticeable when he’s not in private circumstances.

“You can touch it if you want,” Harry suggested to her but Hermione didn’t say anything.

Instead, the older woman got on her feet completely and the younger man was a little confused, he was taken by surprise by her sudden actions, however, he remained silent, he wanted to know what was she planning.

And suddenly, she got rid of her thong and threw it in his direction, he managed to catch it.

“You can keep that if you want to, maybe you can use it to masturbate to…” Hermione mumbled with a shy expression. “Or you can put your cock inside my pussy,” She said with a soft smile on her face.

She didn’t have to tell Harry twice, as soon as he heard the word pussy, Harry got on his feet at an incredible speed which is something that made Hermione giggle, he was showing a side she wasn’t used to, and to be honest, she was loving every second of it.

Harry suddenly took her from her hips before he started to carry her bridal style towards his parents' room, it was kind of exciting doing it there, the room had the biggest bed and the only one for adults to be honest, so it was a logical choice to pick this room.

And while he was carrying her, he couldn’t stop himself from kissing her, but this was now filled with love and care, it wasn’t a horny kiss anymore and they don’t know at which moment they finally reached the room nor at which moment Harry was ready to insert his cock, it all happened in a glimpse for them.

“I’m going to enter Hermione… Is that okay?” Asked the younger man and Hermione nodded heavily.

“Here I go!” Harry said as he finally inserted a nice portion of his cock inside the older woman.

And this was enough to make Hermione let out a soft moan.

“Mione… Are you okay?” Harry was a little concerned, he knew he was on the big side when it comes to cock sizes, so, this made him feel worried about the safety of his best friend.

“Yes… I’m more than okay… I feel amazing, I love this!” Hermione said completely surprised by her change of attitude.

Never in her life had she moaned like this for a man, and her best friend was proving why he was considered a genius even though he never reached her level when it came to grades back in Hogwarts, now she understood what they meant with him being a genius.

“I’m going to continue… Is that okay?” Asked the green-eyed wizard and it didn’t take too long for Hermione to nod violently.

Harry smiled at her and little by little inserted more and more portions of his cock, he wanted to go slow, but that was easier in theory than in practice because Hermione’s pussy was too wet and slippery that it was so easy to keep going, nothing was impeding his cock from continuing penetrating the older woman’s insides.

“Yes… Don’t stop Harry… This is incredible!” Hermione clearly was drowning herself in the pleasure and instead of making him feel angry or disappointed in her, this only made Harry smirk.

He liked this side of his best friend, this side of her that was only reserved for those fortunate ones who have managed to date her or in Ron’s case marry her, now Harry started to hate Ron even though he used to say he was like his brother and his reason to hate him right now is because he let go such amazing woman.

It was unthinkable for Harry, the mere idea of ruining your relationship with Hermione was something Harry couldn’t conceive, it took him a few years to understand why she was the perfect woman to date, and now he felt like a fool for letting Ron have the chance to date Hermione, he didn’t deserve her, someone like him could never make her happy.

But luckily for Hermione, Harry was here more than ready to make her feel good, and considering the way the older witch was moaning as she hugged Harry’s hips with her legs while he fucks her without mercy clearly tells us something… He’s being successful at making her feel good.