Romilda's Wish (Ch. 6 - Backdoor Tease)

Disclaimer: Hogwarts start at the age of 16, making all characters Harry encounter 18+

Harry Potter was straight up not having a great time.

He was sitting in the common room late at night with Ron, trying to work on their Defence Against the Dark Arts assignment, but it was like trying to focus on a single tree in the middle of a fucking forest.

Romilda Vane was in front of them, talking with her friends, occasionally casting playful glances towards Harry. And every time she did, his attention would drift away from his parchment, his mind filled with dirty thoughts about her sexy, fucking body.

He couldn't help it, really. She was wearing that distractingly short skirt of hers, showing off her long, shapely legs and the bottom part of her ass cheeks. And whenever she moved up onto her tiptoes, and bent over the backrest of the sofa to whisper something to her giggling friends, her skirt would ride up higher still, revealing her smooth, wet pussy to his desperate eyes.

And judging by the beet red face of his friend Ron, who was sat next to him, he had noticed it too.

Harry felt like he was going to lose his mind. His cock was throbbing painfully in his trousers, begging for release, but he knew he couldn't just whip it out and start wanking right there in the common room.

Fuck, he thought to himself, his eyes flickering over to Romilda once more, the way her skirt rode up as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. I can't take this anymore. I need to do something about this.

"Mate, I can't focus on this right now," Harry muttered to Ron, his eyes never leaving Romilda's body. "I think I'm just going to head to bed early."

Ron looked up at him, his eyes wide with confusion. "But we're not even halfway done with the assignment," he stammered, "and we have Defence first thing in the morning!"

Harry shrugged, his eyes flickering over to Romilda once more. "I'll figure it out in the morning, then," he muttered, already standing up from his seat. "I just... I just need to take care of something first."

And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving Ron staring after him in desperation.

Harry made his way up to his dormitory, his mind racing with thoughts of Romilda and her perfect body. He knew he couldn't just go to bed like this, not with his cock aching for release. He needed to do something about it, and he needed to do it now.

He quickly retrieved his Invisibility Cloak from his trunk, wrapping it around himself as he made his way back down to the common room. He was going to give Romilda a little surprise, a little taste of his own brand of magic. To show her once and for all that she couldn't get away with teasing him like that without facing the consequences.

As he approached her, he could already feel his cock throbbing in anticipation within his trousers, his blood rushing down to his groin as he imagined all the things he was going to do to her. He knew she was wearing no knickers under that skirt of hers, and the thought of sliding his cock into her wet pussy made his mouth water.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was about to happen. He could already feel the heat coming off her body, the way she leaned back against the sofa, her body on display for anyone to see.

He approached her, his footsteps quiet as a mouse as he moved closer, closer, closer still.

Despite being hidden under his legendary invisibility cloak, it was not his intention of scaring her or to ever do anything against her will. So, to indicate his hidden presence, he gently brushed a hand against her thigh, to let her know he was there.

She reacted just as he had hoped. She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise as she felt the touch, her body stiffening as she tried to figure out what was going on. But a quick look over her shoulder told her everything she needed to know, and she immediately relaxed, a smile spreading on her lips as she recognised her mysterious, hidden admirer.

Despite the sudden turn of events, Romilda was quick to take advantage, arching her back and pushing her tight ass out prominently, searching for his hard cock through the invisibility cloak.

Harry groaned as he felt her body pressing against him, her heat radiating through the fabric of the cloak. He could feel his cock throbbing painfully in his trousers, begging for release, begging to be buried deep inside her.

Fuck it, he thought to himself, his resolve breaking as he reached out, his hand slipping through the gap in the cloak, searching out the warm, wet lips of her pussy beneath her skirt. Two can play this game!

Romilda purred contentedly, her hips wiggling in approval as she felt his touch.

Harry grinned, his fingers working their magic between her legs, his thumb rubbing against her clit as he slipped two fingers inside her. "You like that, don't you, Romilda?" he teased, his voice as low as he could get it, careful not to alert her friends as he watched her body react to his touch. "You like feeling my fingers inside you, stretching you out, getting you ready for my big, fat cock."

But Romilda struggled more to contain her excitement than Harry had expected, and she moaned loudly in response to his touch, her hips bucking as she rode his fingers, her body shaking with pleasure. Her friends looked over at her, their eyes wide with confusion as they tried to figure out what was going on.

Harry just grinned, his fingers working faster, his thumb pressing down harder on her clit. He was sure she must have been embarrassed by the display she was putting on, moaning like a whore in the middle of the common room like that.

But that was the point, wasn't it? If she wanted to pull a stunt like that in front of him, making it impossible for him to concentrate on his work and embarrassing him in front of his friends, he was going to return the favour, and then some.

He could feel her getting wetter and wetter with each passing second, her juices coating his fingers as he worked her towards her climax. He knew she was close, he could feel it in the way her body tensed, in the way her breath hitched.

So that was exactly when Harry stopped his ministration. He didn't come here to play nice, after all. Having lubricated his fingers in her juices, he moved to her tiny rosebud, teasing it gently, feeling her squirm and squeal at the touch.

And then, without any warning, he thrust his fingers inside her.

Romilda squealed loudly upon feeling him enter her there, her body jerking upwards at the sudden invasion. But Harry didn't give her time to adjust. He started finger fucking her ass, driving her crazy with pleasure.

And the best part? She didn't object. Not even a little bit. She just started grinding her hips against his fingers, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she rode out the pleasure.

"What the hell is going on with you, Romilda?" Lavender Brown asked from the other side of the sofa, her eyes narrowed in suspicion, trying to make sense of the sensual display. "You're acting like a whore in heat. Are you okay?"

Harry chuckled silently from beneath the cloak. Lavender was spot on in her assessment.

Romilda squealed again, her body shaking with pleasure as Harry continued to drive his fingers in and out of her ass. She looked over at her friends, her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she tried to form a coherent sentence. "I-I'm just... I'm just... oh fuck!" she moaned, her body shaking as she rode out her orgasm, her body convulsing as she came hard on Harry's fingers.

Harry looked on in delight as he watched her body react to his touch, her ass clenching around his fingers as she rode out her orgasm. He had never seen her look so beautiful, so vulnerable, so utterly fuckable.

And judging by the way her friends were looking at her now, with wide eyes and open mouths, he wasn't the only one who was thinking that.

And he was going to take full advantage.

With his free hand, Harry unzipped his trousers, dropping them to the floor and releasing his aching cock beneath the cloak. He nudged her legs open wider with his feet, giving himself better access to her ass, before he prepared himself for the final act.

Harry was just about to slip his fat cock through the gap in the cloak, and slide into her ass, when he heard a sudden gasp from one of Romilda's friends.

He looked over, just in time to see Demelza Robin's eyes widen as she saw his cock emerge from thin air behind Romilda.

Shit, Harry thought to himself, his heart sinking as he realised that his cover was blown. She knows what's going on. And she's going to tell everyone.

"Oh my God," she breathed, her eyes flickering back and forth between Harry's cock and Romilda's face. "Is that... is that really...?"

Romilda grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she nodded her head, her hips grinding against Harry's cockhead, desperately trying to guide him inside her. "It's true," she whispered. "He's really that big."

Demelza's eyes went wider still as she looked back at his cock, her mouth hanging open in a silent gasp.

Harry knew that he had only one chance to salvage the situation. If he pulled back now, he would be the laughing stock of the castle. So that was clearly not an option. No, what he needed to do now, was to put on a show, a show so shocking, so erotic, that everyone who were witnessing it would only be able to think of it in awe. So that when his escapades here tonight with Romilda came to light, everyone would be too busy talking about his big, fat cock, to ever think to laugh.

With that thought in mind, Harry took a deep breath, before he pushed into her tight ass, filling her bowels with his aforementioned, overly-sized cock.

Romilda cried out as she felt him enter her, her body tensing as she tried to adjust to his size.

Harry could barely believe his eyes as he watched her ass swallow his cock whole, her tight hole stretching to accommodate him. He could feel her body trembling beneath him, her body shaking with pleasure as he slowly filled her up.

He looked over at Demelza, her eyes wide with shock as she watched him impale Romilda on his cock. She was speechless, her mouth hanging open in awe as she watched him slowly fuck her ass.

"Oh my God," she breathed, her eyes flickering back and forth between Harry's cock and Romilda's face. "I can't believe it. I can't believe you're actually fucking her in the ass."

Her other friends gasped as they turned to see what was going on, their eyes widening as they caught a glimpse of Harry's massive, floating cock and balls sliding in and out of Romilda's ass.

"Holy Shit!" another of her friends exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement as she watched them. "He really is fucking her up the arse! And she's loving it!"

Harry couldn't help but grin as he watched them react to the display, glad he had managed to turn the situation around. And they were right. Romilda was loving it. She was moaning and crying out in ecstasy as he pounded into her ass, driving her crazy with pleasure.

"Fuck, you feel so good, Romilda," Harry groaned, his voice carrying out to her friends now that the game of secrecy was over. "I could fuck your ass all night long."

Romilda moaned at the compliment, her hips thrusting back to meet his cock with each thrust, driving him deeper and deeper into her bowels. "Yes, please!" she gasped, her breath hitching as she rode his cock. "You can fuck my ass all night long, Harry. I don't care where we are, just fuck me!"

Harry groaned, his loaded balls slapping against her pussy with every thrust. "I could fuck it for all eternity and never get tired of it."

His balls, however, could not. They were on a much more urgent schedule.

Soon, Harry felt his orgasm building, his cock twitching as he felt himself reach the point of no return. He could feel his balls tightening, his cock swelling as he prepared to fill her with his hot jizz.

"Fuck, I'm close!" Harry gasped, his breath hitching as he felt his balls tighten. "You're going to make me cum, you dirty little slut!"

Romilda squealed in response, her body shaking with excitement as she felt him swell inside her. "Yes, Harry! Cum inside me! Show everyone who your favourite little whore is!"

With one last deep thrust, Harry exploded inside her ass, filling her with his seed.

His orgasm seemed to go on forever, each pulse sending another jet of hot cum into her bowels. Romilda moaned in response, her body shaking with pleasure as she felt him fill her up, her ass clenching around his cock as she rode out her own orgasm.

Finally, Harry's orgasm subsided, and he pulled out of her, watching as his cum dripped down from her gaping hole, down her legs, and onto the floor of the common room.

"Fuck, Romilda," Harry gasped, his breath hitching as he looked over her body. "You're the hottest fucking woman I've ever met."

Romilda grinned, her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she looked over at where his glistening cock was still sticking out of the cloak. "And you, Harry," she purred, her voice seductive, "are the best fucking lover I've ever had."

Harry grinned, his cock still hard and eager for more. "And now that the cat is out of the bag," he said. "What do you say we take this somewhere a little more private?"

Romilda smiled, to tired to move from her position, still draped over the backrest of the sofa. "Lead the way, Harry," she said. "I'll follow you anywhere."

And with that, Harry wrapped his cloak around the pair of them, picked her up in his arms, and carried her off towards his bedroom, ready for another round of fun.

This time, in private.

Disclaimer: Hogwarts start at the age of 16, making all characters Harry encounter 18+