The Hogwarts PlayWitch (Ch. 8 - Luna Lovegood)

Disclaimer: This story is set in a period of time after the war, where Harry and his friends return to Hogwarts to complete their studies. All featured characters are 18 years of age or older.

The Room of Requirement had transformed into a lush, verdant meadow, complete with the soft hum of nature and the gentle rustling of leaves. The magical sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the scene, a stark contrast to the usual dimly lit corridors of Hogwarts. Harry had set up his enchanted camera, ready to capture the next feature for PlayWitch, but Luna Lovegood was proving to be a different kind of challenge.

"I'm sorry, Harry. I don't really know how to be seductive," Luna apologized, a hint of embarrassment in her voice. She looked away from him, her gaze drifting towards the sky as she fidgeted with her lacy lingerie. Harry found her shy nature endearing, but he also knew the readers expected a more provocative performance by now.

Harry took a deep breath, trying to come up with another approach. "I think you're perfect just the way you are, Luna. It's not about being seductive but rather showing a genuine side of you. I'd like to capture a glimpse of your true nature, the one that resonates with your uniqueness, the one that makes you Luna."

Luna beamed, appreciating the compliment.

"But," Harry continued, "the people who buy PlayWitch want to see a bit of a show. They want excitement, something that captures their imagination. They want something that makes their blood boil and their trousers a little tighter." He watched Luna, trying to gauge her reaction as he spoke, wondering if his words made any difference. "So why don't we follow the contract, and get this over with?" Harry suggested.

"Follow the contract? I don't recall 'posing in silly outfits' mentioned anywhere in the contract," Luna pointed out.

Harry blinked, taken aback by her astute observation. She was right, of course, there wasn't technically anything in their agreement that dictated she wear the lingerie, but it was heavily implied.

"The only contract I remember signing said you would stuff my ass with your fat cock!" Luna exclaimed with a grin, interrupting his thoughts. "And the less time we waste, the more time I get with your big cock!" she continued, her playful demeanour returning.

Luna's candidness disarmed Harry, and the tension melted away. "Very well." He couldn't help but crack a half-smile. Luna was anything but ordinary, that much was certain, but in her unpredictability lay a kind of charm he found fascinating. "I guess we'll skip the lingerie then."

Luna beamed, a fire lighting up her eyes that Harry suddenly realised had been missing until then. "Great! I prefer to be naked anyway. It's more natural." And before Harry got another say in the matter, Luna just slipped the lacy bra off her shoulders, freeing her full, round breasts. A moment later, she shimmied out of her tiny panties as if they were simply too hot to wear, and kicked them to the side.

Harry watched, his breath hitching in his chest as Luna stood proudly, her body adorned in nothing but her earrings, revealing every curve and angle to his hungry gaze. He had always considered her on the thinner side, but seeing her now, in all her raw glory, Harry could appreciate her voluptuous figure. Her breasts were ample and heavy, with large, pink nipples that puckered up in the gentle breeze. Luna's waist tapered in slightly, leading down to the most spectacular bottom Harry had ever seen on a woman her size. Her ass was a truly magnificent sight to behold—thick, inviting, and just begging to be claimed by a lusty pair of hands.

Blood rushed to his nether regions, and Harry's cock pulsed impatiently in his trousers, yearning for the attention of the beautiful creature before him. And all the while, the magical camera he had summoned whirred around them, capturing her from every angle imaginable.

Luna, oblivious to the turmoil she was causing within Harry, stepped forward and dropped down to her knees with a playful smile. "Let's get you ready," she said, her hands already fumbling with the buckle of his trousers.

Her enthusiasm was infectious, and Harry couldn't help but smile as she eagerly freed his cock from its confines. His thick, hard shaft sprang forth, slapping her lightly across the cheek. Luna giggled, seemingly finding it funny to be hit in the face by his cock.

"Wow, Harry," she whispered, awed by the sheer size of him as she gazed upon his thick, throbbing shaft. "It's even bigger than I imagined."

Harry chuckled, his ego swelling along with his cock. "And you imagined it often, did you?" he teased, running a hand through her blonde hair, guiding her gently towards his eager manhood.

Luna grinned, wrapping her slender fingers around his shaft, and gave it an experimental pump. "All the time, Harry."

Harry gasped at her touch, her soft, delicate fingers not quite capable of closing completely around his impressive girth, but still managing to draw an ecstatic moan from the depths of his chest.

"I would often lay in bed, touching myself, dreaming it was you," Luna continued, as if Harry wasn't there. "I was never with any of the other boys, Harry. I was always waiting for you." And with that, she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.

Harry groaned, the sensation of her warm, wet lips enveloping him sending a surge of pleasure through his body. Luna bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each pass, her enthusiasm more than making up for her lack of experience. Harry could feel her soft tongue swirling around his shaft as her lips formed a tight seal around his manhood.

"Luna," he breathed, her name a prayer on his lips as he threaded his fingers through her hair, gently guiding her movements. He could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, and she gagged slightly, tears welling up in her eyes as she tried to take him even deeper.

"Easy," he murmured, not wanting her to hurt herself. "There's no rush."

But 'easy' wasn't in Luna's vocabulary it seemed, as she suddenly plunged down, engulfing a significant portion of his girth in a single, desperate lunge that had Harry seeing stars.

Luna's eyes watered, but she didn't pull back, even as her throat convulsed around him. Harry groaned, the sensation of her tight throat milking his cock almost too intense to bear.

"Luna," he rasped, his hands tightening in her hair. "You need to pull back, love. I don't want to hurt you."

But Luna wasn't listening. Instead, she reached up, cupping his balls in her delicate hands, and began to massage them gently.

Harry swore, the sensation of her fingers on his sensitive balls pushing him dangerously close to the edge. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his balls growing more intense with each passing second.

"Luna," he warned a second time, his voice hoarse with desire. "I'm going to come if you keep that up."

Luna hummed around his shaft, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body. Harry swore, his hips jerking forward as he struggled to maintain control.

And then, just as suddenly as she had begun, Luna pulled back, releasing his cock from her mouth with a wet pop. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and innocent, despite the tears that streaked her cheeks.

"That was fun," Luna mused, giving his still-wet member a tender kiss on its bulging head. "I could get used to this."

Harry laughed, relief evident in his voice. "I am sure we could figure something out," he replied, smiling at her. "But now, it's your turn to be worshipped, don't you think?"

"Yay!" Luna cried excitedly, beaming up at Harry. "I was hoping you'd say that!"

Harry watched, enthralled, as Luna rolled over on the grass, presenting him with a fantastic view of her pale, round ass. She wiggled it from side to side, shaking it teasingly at him, her laughter ringing through the meadow.

"Come on, Harry! What are you waiting for?" Luna urged, looking back at him over her shoulder. "I want you to fuck my ass."

Harry grinned, summoning a bottle of lubricant out of thin air curtesy of the Room of Requirement. "As you wish," he chuckled, enjoying the sly glance she shot him in response.

He wasted no time in getting on his knees behind her, his strong hands gripping her voluptuous bottom and spreading her cheeks apart. He admired the smoothness of her mounds, so plump and soft, before he drizzled some lubricant on her waiting ass.

She shivered, arching her back as the cool liquid made contact with her skin. He started by massaging her cheeks, his fingers kneading her soft flesh as he spread the oil over her skin. Luna sighed, relaxing into his touch as he worked his way towards her tight, puckered hole. He took his time, circling the sensitive flesh with his fingertips, feeling her tense and then relax beneath his touch.

"That feels nice, Harry," Luna murmured, her voice soft and dreamy.

Harry smiled, taking that as his cue to continue. He pressed a single finger against her entrance, feeling her resist at first, but then slowly give way as he applied gentle pressure. He slipped his finger inside her, up to the first knuckle, feeling her tighten around him.

Luna gasped, her body tensing as she adjusted to the intrusion. Harry held still, giving her time to get used to the sensation. After a moment, he felt her relax, and he began to move his finger, slowly sliding it in and out of her tight ass.

"How does that feel?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

"It's... different," Luna admitted, her breath hitching as he slid his finger deeper inside her. "But I like it."

Harry smiled, adding a second finger, stretching her further. Luna moaned, her body pressing back against his hand as she took his fingers deeper. Harry could feel his cock throbbing, eager to take the place of his fingers, but he held back, wanting to make sure she was fully prepared.

He scissored his fingers, stretching her even wider, and Luna moaned, her body trembling with anticipation.

"Harry," she mewled, her voice needy and desperate, "Please... fuck my ass now."

Harry needed no further encouragement. He withdrew his fingers, slick with lubricant, and positioned himself between her spread cheeks, resting his cock along the cleft of her ass. She looked so tiny beneath him, his massive cock dwarfing her petite frame. The contrast was almost comical, and Harry couldn't help but wonder how it was even going to fit—but that thought was quickly forgotten, pushed away by the pleading witch in front of him.

"Pleeeeease, Harry!" she whined, her hands reaching back to spread her cheeks apart, exposing her puckered hole even more.

"Alright, alright," he chuckled, pouring some of the lube over his cock, making sure he was slick and ready to go. He pressed the head of his cock against her tight entrance, feeling her resist at first, but then slowly relent, giving way as he gradually pushed inside.

Inch by inch, Harry managed to work his girth into her, marvelling at the tight heat of her virgin hole. She was so unbelievably tight around his shaft, each inch like a veil of fire, a test of his willpower and a fight to hold back against the overwhelming desire to sink his cock to the very hilt in a single, blinding stroke.

But Harry couldn't deny that Luna had a knack for surprising him; she took every inch he gave her, never once backing down or asking him to take it slow. Instead, she pushed back against him with equal enthusiasm, a genuine smile forming on her face as she revelled in the feel of her ass being filled by his thick cock.

"A little more, Harry," Luna sighed, pressing back against him, her body eager for his manhood.

Harry obliged, sinking another inch into her. He was about halfway in now, and the sight of his thick shaft, his girth swelling between her delicate cheeks, was a magnificent sight to behold. Her little ass looked so tight around him, and it was a wonder that he could even fit another inch inside her, but Luna's body proved to be as limitless as the room they now resided in.

With a final plunge, Harry found himself all the way in, bottomed out in her depths, her soft cheeks pressed flat against his belly. The sight of her little ass swallowing his cock was incredible, and he couldn't help but marvel at the sensation of her tight warmth gripping him.

"Fuck!" Harry gasped, the feeling of complete satisfaction coursing through him, along with a tinge of pride he couldn't suppress.

"Yes, Harry," Luna moaned, her voice desperate. "Fuck me!"

Harry grinned, slowly pulling back, feeling her tighten around him as he withdrew. He could feel her body resisting, as if unwilling to let him go, but he pressed on, sliding out until only the head of his cock remained inside her.

Then, with a single, powerful thrust, he plunged back in, burying himself to the hilt in her tight ass.

Luna cried out, her body trembling as she took him deep. He began to move, slowly at first, but quickly building up speed as he fucked her ass with long, powerful strokes.

Luna moaned, her body rocking back against him as she met each of his thrusts with equal enthusiasm. The sound of their flesh slapping together was a symphony to his ears, and the lewd sight of his long, thick cock disappearing inside her tight ass made his head spin with delight.

The camera whirred around them, capturing their lovemaking from every angle, making sure not a single moment was missed. Each powerful thrust of Harry's hips made her ass cheeks ripple in the most delightful way, rocking her tiny frame and eliciting gasps of pleasure from Luna's lips.

"Faster, Harry!" she cried, her voice desperate and needy. "Don't hold back!"

Harry grinned, gripping her hips tighter as he began to fuck her in earnest, his cock pounding into her tight ass with all the force he could muster. Luna screamed, her body convulsing as she came, her tight hole clenching around his shaft as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

But Harry wasn't content with just making her come and getting off in the process. No. Now that he had gotten a taste of the pleasure he could bring her, he felt an irresistible desire to push her beyond her limits, to break her, to make sure that no phallus-shaped object she ever stuck up her ass again would ever compare to the real deal, and that only his fat cock would ever be able to bring her the pleasure she so desperately craved.

So he fucked her harder, his hips slamming against her ass with brutal force, his cock plunging deeper and deeper inside her with each powerful stroke, fucking her tiny body into the ground. Luna screamed in ecstasy, her tight hole milking his cock as he fucked her through her orgasm.

The world dissolved into a haze of pleasure as Harry lost himself in the rhythm of their lovemaking. His body slapped against hers, each powerful thrust bringing him closer to the edge. He could feel his balls tightening, the pressure building to an almost unbearable level. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, not with the way her tight ass was gripping him, not with the way she was moaning and writhing beneath him.

He let out a guttural groan, his body tensing as he reached the peak of his pleasure. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried his cock deep inside her, his orgasm exploding from his body in a series of intense, mind-numbing pulses.

Luna moaned, her body milking him for all he was worth as she took every last drop of his cum deep inside her. Harry groaned, his body shaking as he rode out the waves of his orgasm, his cock still buried deep in her tight ass.

When he finally pulled out, the sight of his thick seed leaking from her gaping hole in time to the rhythmic convulsions of her spent body was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen. He couldn't help but capture the sight with the camera, making sure that this moment would be remembered forever on the cover of PlayWitch.

Luna collapsed onto the grass, her body spent and sated. Harry joined her, pulling her into his arms as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"That was amazing, Harry," Luna murmured, her voice soft and dreamy.

Harry smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "It really was, Luna. You are something else."

Luna grinned, snuggling closer to him. "Want to shower? I think that might be fun as well!" Luna said brightly, completely nonplussed by how her wanton act had rocked Harry to the core of his very being. "Then you could fuck my pussy too!"

Harry groaned, but he couldn't help but grin at her enthusiasm. "Lead the way, Luna."

Disclaimer: This story is set in a period of time after the war, where Harry and his friends return to Hogwarts to complete their studies. All featured characters are 18 years of age or older.