Hogwarts Adventure (Ch. 13)

( Every character in this story is a legal adult over the age of 18 )

Hogwarts Adventure

Chapter 13

The Hogwarts grounds were quite chilly in early November, Harry discovered as his shoes crunched over the grass. An icy frost clung to each blade of grass, making the sprawling grounds look like some kind of winter wonderland, and every time he exhaled, a cloud of mist escaped his lips. Most students at this hour were huddled indoors, either finishing up essays or just trying to stay warm in front of the cozy fireplaces in their respective Common Rooms. Harry, however, was feeling a bit restless.

Harry strolled down the slope toward the lake, his hands jammed deep into the pockets of his thick robe. His naturally messy hair was ruffled even more than usual by the crisp autumn breeze. Normally, the grounds would be full of chatter or excited screams, but now that the first real cold snap of the year had arrived, the only sound was the gravelly crunch of his shoes on the frosted path and the wind rustling his winter robe.

“Harry! Wait up!” he heard someone shout from some distance away.

He turned and saw Susan Bones jogging toward him, her long, thick red hair tied in a messy ponytail that swung back and forth with every stride. Her breasts moved in a way that instantly captured his attention, and Harry, being the gentleman that he was, thought it would be rude if he looked away. She wore a winter robe similar to his, which, unfortunately, hid what she was wearing underneath from his eager view. Her face was flushed from the run, and her cheeks were a lovely shade of pink.

When Susan reached him, she stopped abruptly and hunched forward, hands on her knees to catch her breath. Harry couldn’t help but chuckle, but he certainly didn’t blame her body’s reaction. He would have been out of breath as well if he had run across the grounds in the cold.

“Morning, Susan,” he said, grinning. “What are you doing out here so early?”

She straightened and looked at him somewhat shyly. “I was walking to the lake, but when I saw you, I decided to come over and say hi,” she admitted, her cheeks growing pinker from embarrassment. He could see that her crush was still going strong, and he was very happy to see it.

“What are you going to the lake for?” Harry wondered, turning to look at the Black Lake. The water rippled strongly from the heavy breeze, and in the far distance, a very large and thick tentacle broke the water’s surface before dipping back under.

“I was about to go for a swim,” Susan told him, wisps of her coppery red hair whipping her in the face. Harry reached out and brushed them away, letting his fingers gently caress her warm, lightly freckled skin. Her cheeks burned from the intimate touch, but he could tell she was pleased.

“Swim?” Harry asked as though she were crazy. “The water must be freezing!” He shivered just looking at it. Susan smiled cutely and reached into the pocket of her robe. She pulled out a stone sphere, roughly the size of a tennis ball. Harry could see runes etched into the surface as it rolled in her palm.

“Not with this,” she said, looking at the sphere like it was a dear, old friend.

“What is it?” Harry asked, leaning in to look closer.

“A gift from my Auntie,” she smiled. “I love to swim in the lake behind our house, but I obviously couldn’t during the winter, so she had this made for me. It creates a magical dome that warms the air and water,” she proudly stated.

“Wow!” Harry exclaimed. “That’s pretty cool. I wonder where she got it?” he asked, eyeing up the sphere. Susan shrugged.

“I’m not sure, but I think she had it specially made by some enchanter in Germany,” she explained.

“So it works?” he asked, looking back up at Susan’s gorgeous face. Her blue-gray eyes were quite beautiful as the weak sunlight reflected off her irises. The tip of her cute button nose was slightly pink, and her cheeks were dusted in a light layer of freckles that were partly hidden by her makeup.

“It works brilliantly,” she happily stated, and then became a little shy. “Do you want to swim with me?” she asked, holding her breath. She was mentally begging him to say yes.

All Harry could do was gift her a naughty smile.

Hogwarts Adventure

Susan placed the sphere at the water’s edge and pressed the tip of her wand against a specific rune. All the runes blazed to life, producing shimmering light that was so bright that he had to look away. A shimmering dome of magic radiated out from the sphere, reaching fifty feet in every direction. The dome’s walls were nearly invisible except for a slight, shimmering haze that somewhat distorted the scenery behind them. Susan wasn’t joking. The moment the dome was raised, the cold air suddenly turned warm … as warm as a summer’s day, in fact.

“You weren’t lying,” Harry whistled in appreciation while Susan beamed with happiness. Harry then smiled sexily and slowly made his way closer to her. Susan began to tremble slightly, her weight shifting nervously from one foot to the other.

She held her hands at her stomach, fingers shaking slightly, but her eyes were wide with excitement and anxiety. Harry could tell she was waiting for him to make the first move. He loved how she looked at him, like she was undressing him with her eyes.

He took a step toward her. The thick wool robe he wore wasn’t well-suited for the sudden increase in temperature. Harry quickly removed the hot robe and dropped it on the ground. Harry then began working on the rest of his clothes. Piece after piece was stripped away and tossed aside. Her breath grew shallow as she watched, unable to tear her gaze away from him. He swore her thighs pressed closer together every time he exposed a new section of skin.

Bare-chested with only a pair of trousers on, Harry quickly stepped out of them and showed off the massive bulge in his boxers. Susan’s eyes zeroed in on the bulge, and her lips parted in a small, involuntary gasp.

“Bigger than you expected?” Harry asked, letting a cocky grin spread wide over his face.

Susan nodded dumbly, too mesmerized to speak. Susan couldn’t look away. Her pupils were so wide that her irises had nearly vanished. The tip of her tongue peeked out, wetting her suddenly dry lips.

Harry made a show of hooking his thumbs under the elastic of his boxers, slowly inching the fabric downward. He slowed when he hit the top of his hairless pubic area, enjoying the way Susan trembled as he revealed the topmost portion of his shaft. Finally, he pulled the boxers down in one swift movement, and his cock sprang out, slapping loudly against his lower belly. Susan whimpered, and her hands clenched the sides of her robe, roughly twisting the fabric.

Harry’s cock was long, fat, and much bigger than Susan had ever thought possible. Even in the warmth of the magical dome, her skin slightly goosebumped. His cock looked obscene … almost too big for his own body. His balls hung low and seemed too big and heavy to be real. Harry let his cock playfully sway as he shifted, knowing he was giving her a show. “Well …?” he teased, raising an eyebrow. “Now it’s your turn.”

Susan took a moment to gather herself, then nodded. “Okay, Harry.” Her voice was quiet and shy, but he could hear the excitement hidden just below the surface.

She undid her own robe, fighting the buttons with trembling fingers. The fabric parted, and for a moment Harry saw only her deep, pale cleavage and the hint of something blue peeking out from beneath. When the robe fell away, Harry’s breath hitched.

Susan wore the tiniest bikini Harry had ever seen. It was barely more than a few thin strings and tiny shimmering blue triangles. The cups struggled to contain her breasts, which were truly magnificent … full, round, and jiggling every time she moved. Her waist curved inward before flaring out to her wide, fleshy hips, which the bottom piece of the bikini clung to desperately. Her thighs were creamy and smooth, and the bikini bottoms were so narrow they left almost nothing to the imagination. Her nipples pressed hard against the fabric, threatening to tear right through.

“You …” Harry tried to find the words, but he was too horny to think properly. “Bloody hell,” was all he could come up with.

Susan blushed, but the compliment made her stand straighter, thrusting her chest out so the bikini struggled even harder to contain those glorious jugs. Her hands hung at her sides, uncertain what to do with them. Harry strode up to her, his cock bobbing with every step, and Susan’s eyes dipped to it, unable to help herself. He stopped close, so close she had to crane her neck to keep his face in view. Susan could feel the warm head of his cock tickling the smooth skin of her belly. She fought every urge in her body to drop to her knees and worship his perfect manhood like he deserved.

“Let me help you out with that,” Harry said, his voice low and pleasant, and he reached for the strings at the back of her bikini top.

Susan sucked in a breath, trembling as Harry’s fingers grazed her bare shoulders, then worked their way to the knot at the nape of her neck. He gave it a gentle tug, and the top loosened, exposing more creamy skin as her cleavage expanded. He then moved to the knot behind her back. The strings were taut, struggling to hold her pillowy tits back, and Harry leaned in, his bare chest brushing her breasts as he reached around her. He could feel her breath, hot against his neck, and the tips of her hard nipples pressed against his skin through the thin bit of fabric.

Harry nuzzled her cheek with his lips as he undid the knot. “Ready?” he whispered. Susan nodded, eyes closed, face angled up like she was about to beg for a kiss.

He let go, and the bikini top fluttered to the ground. Her breasts bounced free, huge and perfectly shaped. Her light pink nipples were rock-hard from anticipation. The areolas were pale, tipped with tiny, almost translucent bumps, and the nipples themselves were stiff and ready to be sucked. Harry stepped back to admire her gorgeous body. “These have to be the best tits in Hogwarts,” he said, his voice thick with genuine awe.

Susan squirmed, pressing her arms together to lift and frame her breasts. She then released them, letting them swing. Her nipples pointed directly at him, as if beckoning him closer. Harry knelt in front of her, bringing his face level with her belly. He couldn’t see a single tiny hair anywhere from her belly button, down to the waistband of her bikini bottom. He knew that, like every other girl, she had used special hair removal cream on her entire body. Harry loved how silky smooth it made their bodies feel. He could smell the faint scent of perfume on her skin, and it made his cock throb with need. He looked up and smirked. “I don’t think you’ll be needing these either,” he said, fingers already sliding around her hips to the knotted strings at either side.

She whimpered, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. Harry pulled gently at the left bow, letting the string unravel and slip away. The right one then came undone with a flick of his fingers, and the bottom dropped to Susan’s ankles. Harry let his hands trail down her thighs, feeling the heat and trembling of her muscles. He then watched as she stepped out of her shoes and the fallen bikini. Now, Susan Bones stood naked before him, every inch of her curvy, perfect body exposed to his ravenous gaze.

He drank in the sight … the heavy, swaying breasts with their proud pink nipples … her flat, pale belly, dimpled slightly by the soft line above her belly button … the fullness of her hips, flaring out dramatically from her tiny waist. The curve of her ass was visible even from the front. Her cheeks were so round that they were practically spilling out from both sides. Her puffy, hairless mound looked impossibly smooth, and between her thick, shapely thighs, pink lips parted just enough to show the wetness inside. Harry could smell her arousal, thick and intoxicating. He reached up and brushed a finger along the edge of her mound, feeling the heat of her skin.

“You’re gorgeous,” he confidently told her, and Susan’s whole body shivered at the praise.

He stood and pressed himself against her, his cock nestling between her thighs, and the head sliding along her slick pussy lips. Susan gasped and wrapped her arms around his shoulders to keep steady, her breasts mashing against his chest. She looked up at him, eyes wide, mouth trembling. “I didn’t know they could be that big,” she whispered, glancing down at the cock trapped between quivering thighs.

Harry grinned. “You’ll get used to the size,” he promised, giving her a slow, deliberate thrust that made Susan moan out loud.

“I don’t think I will,” she shuddered and then gasped when Harry’s hips pulled back, dragging the top of his shaft along her dripping slit.

They stood at the water’s edge, two naked bodies pressed tightly together while luxuriating in the warmth that Susan’s enchanted sphere had provided. Harry wrapped his arms around Susan’s waist, lifted her up, and spun her around so her hair whipped behind her. She squeaked and clung to him as he pulled her tight against him, letting her feel every inch of his throbbing cock.

“You’re so wet,” he said into her ear, kissing the lobe and nipping at it. All it had taken was a few shallow thrusts, and the full length of his shaft was now soaked in her fragrant juices.

Susan reached down, her hand trembling, and wrapped her fingers around the shaft of his cock. She squeezed gently, as if testing its weight, then ran her palm over the soft skin, marveling at the feel of him. “It’s so hot,” she breathed, eyes wide with disbelief. It felt scorching against her palm.

“I think it likes you,” Harry teased as she continued to play with it.

She grinned cutely and stroked him from base to tip, making him grunt with pleasure. She watched his face and reveled in the effect she had on him. She glowed with pride when Harry moaned. Harry’s hands roamed her body, memorizing the shape of her back, the softness of her sides, and the dramatic flare of her hips. When his fingers brushed the slick folds between her legs, Susan bucked and then squealed, her face red with embarrassment and delight. She let him carry her toward the water, the warmth feeling incredible on her delicate skin. He pressed a kiss to her lips, slow and deep. Susan melted into him, surrendering to his touch. Her hands explored his body, tracing the muscles in his back and the curve of his shoulders. She moaned into his mouth, shameless and hungry for more.

Harry broke the kiss, drew back, and locked eyes with her. “Ready to go in?” he asked, voice playfully light.

Susan blushed again, her cheek dusted with pink. “Whatever you want, Harry.” He would never get tired of hearing that phrase.

He grinned, holding her by her ass, and stepped into the lake. The water was almost hot, and when it touched Susan’s skin, she gasped and squeezed her legs around Harry’s waist, breasts mashed against his chest. Harry stopped waist deep and ran his hands over her body, marveling at the perfection of her form, the smoothness of her skin, and the heat radiating from her pussy. Susan shivered from the pleasure of his fingers lightly brushing against her puckered hole. She kissed him fiercely, tongue slipping into his mouth, and ground her slick pussy lips against his cock, making them both moan.

“Take me,” she whispered into his mouth, her voice desperate and trembling. “Please.”

Harry didn’t need to be asked twice. She clung to him tightly, her soaking-wet pussy pressed tight to his belly. The length of his cock was trapped between her thighs, and Harry could feel the thundering heat of her body and how she trembled with anticipation. Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. He nipped at her lower lip and listened to her moan. “Hold on tight,” he ordered, his voice low and lustful.

Susan did as she was told, burying her face in the crook of his neck and breathing in the scent of his clean, masculine skin. Her tongue flicked against his throat, and he felt her hips squirming, desperate for friction. She let out a needy, high-pitched whimper.

Harry hoisted her a little higher, letting the tip of his cock slide along the slick folds of her pussy, from the puckering ring of her asshole all the way up to her clit. He rocked his hips, making sure to paint the length of her slit with every inch of his cock, teasing her mercilessly. Susan gasped, her entire body convulsing in his grasp. Her wetness was unreal. She sucked at his neck, her teeth scraping lightly over the skin, then pulled back just enough to look him in the eye. Her face was flushed, her full, pink lips parted. “Harry, please,” she begged, almost breathless. “Stop teasing …”

He tilted his hips, letting the head of his cock slide up and brushing her entrance, but not quite entering. Instead, he continued upward, letting the spongy tip of his cock graze the tight ring of her asshole. Susan jerked and squeaked as a wild sensation raced up her spine.

“Oh, fuck!” she whimpered, her voice high-pitched and breathless.

Harry paused, savoring the way her asshole twitched and puckered against the tip of his cock. He rocked gently, teasing her hole with soft, circling pressure. She shuddered so violently that he had to tighten his grip to keep her from falling. He grinned, leaning in to whisper in her ear. “That felt good, huh?” he teased.

She made a desperate, inarticulate noise, her entire body shaking in his arms. Suddenly feeling shy again, Susan buried her face in his neck to hide her embarrassed expression, but she was so far gone with lust that she couldn’t help herself. Her hips bucked, mashing her hole even harder into his head. Harry chuckled and pulled back, sliding the tip down and dragging it through her drenched lips. When he positioned himself at her pussy’s entrance, Susan whimpered again and lightly bit down on his skin.

“Ready?” he asked, sucking gently on her earlobe.

“God, yes,” she moaned, her voice raw with desire. “I want it. Please, Harry …” Susan pleaded.

He lowered her slowly, letting her take the tip of his cock inside. The walls of her pussy clamped down on him immediately, so hot and tight it was almost painful. Susan’s whole body spasmed as she was stretched, and her nails dug into the back of his neck as he slid her down, inch by glorious inch. The water lapped around their bodies, but it was her heat he felt most. Her slickness was incredible, as was the way she gasped and squealed as she took him deeper.

He stopped halfway, giving her a moment to adjust, but Susan was greedy. She shifted her hips, forcing herself farther onto him. She shrieked and bit his shoulder, the pain and pleasure making her wild.

“Oh, it’s too much!” she babbled, but didn’t stop. She didn’t want him to stop. “I can feel it all the way up … Oh god! … Harry!” Susan squealed, her pussy already fluttering.

He filled her to the hilt, her fat ass flush against his hips. For a long moment, they both just trembled, locked together, her pussy spasming around his cock. Her arms shook as she clung to him, her face buried in his neck, whimpering with every ragged breath.

Harry let his hands roam, gliding down the slope of her back, cupping her ass, and squeezing it so that her cheeks parted and exposed her pink, crinkled asshole. With his thumb, he massaged the rim, drawing whimpers from Susan with every delicate press.

He began to move, lifting her slowly up, then letting her fall back down, impaling her over and over on his cock. Each thrust made the water around them ripple and splash. Susan’s head lolled back, her coppery red hair streaming behind her, her tits bouncing with every movement. Harry watched her nipples bead with droplets, then leaned in and sucked one into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Susan screamed and convulsed, her thighs squeezing his hips like a vise.

She began to move on her own, using the leverage of her legs locked around his waist to bounce herself up and down on his shaft. She was wild now, her body moving instinctively. She slammed herself down after each bounce, grinding her swollen clit against his pubic area. Harry moved his hand between her cheeks again, wetting his finger in the water, then teasing the tight ring of her asshole. Susan went completely stiff, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O’, and when he slid just the tip of his finger into her, she exploded.

She screamed, her voice echoing across the surface of the lake, and her pussy seized around his cock in a wet, quivering spasm. He felt a sudden gush of wetness as her orgasm tore through her. Her body was shaking so hard he could barely hold her up. Her cunt milked his cock in desperate, rhythmic squeezes, and he could feel the entire length of her silky walls rippling and spasming around him.

Susan kept cumming, grinding hard on his cock as he pistoned into her faster and harder. Her asshole puckered around his finger, and when he pressed in a little deeper, she lost all control. Her body locked up, releasing a flood of pussy juice. She squirted everywhere, clear fluid spurting out from around his cock and mixing with the water below. The sensation was too much for him to handle. Harry’s balls tightened, and with a feral groan, he buried himself deep inside her and came.

His cock throbbed, pumping jet after jet of cum deep into Susan’s pussy, filling her up until she could feel it flooding her insides. She whimpered and trembled, her arms slipping from his neck as the aftershocks of orgasm left her boneless and limp. Harry held her up, his own legs wobbling and his mind blank with pleasure. They stayed like that for a long, heated moment, Susan panting into his chest and Harry’s cock still buried inside her. The world outside Susan’s dome of magic was cold and gray, but here, within their shimmering bubble, the air was alive with the scent of sex and sweat.

Susan was the first to move, pulling her face from Harry’s chest to look up at him. Her eyes were glassy and heavy with arousal, and her lips were swollen from all the biting and kissing. She tried to speak, but her voice wavered.

“That was…” she breathed, then trailed off, smiling prettily. “Wow!” she finally finished her sentence.

Harry smirked, pushing a strand of wet hair from her face. “I couldn’t have said it better myself,” he teased, giving her ass a playful slap.

She giggled, though it was more of a shaky exhale than a real laugh. “I don’t think I can walk,” she admitted, her head lolling against his shoulder.

Harry chuckled and carried her, cock still inside her, back toward the shallow end of the lake. Every step made her pussy squeeze him, and she shuddered from little orgasmic aftershocks running through her body. When they reached the shore, Harry knelt and lowered Susan onto a patch of soft, warm grass, laying her gently on her back. He withdrew from her slowly, watching as a creamy line of his cum dribbled from her gaping pussy and trickled down onto the grass below. Susan lay there, her legs unapologetically spread wide and her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her body was streaked with water and sweat. She looked up at Harry with a lazy, satisfied smile.

“Can we do that again?” she asked, her cheeks flushing. Harry smiled while his eyes drifted down her body. When they reached her pussy, Susan opened her legs a little wider, proudly showing off her swollen clit and freshly fucked pussy.

Harry smiled, lying down beside her. He kissed his way down her neck, her collarbone, and into the soft valley between her breasts. “As much as you want,” he promised before kissing her nipple. Susan moaned, arching her back and thrusting her nipple into his mouth.

They stayed there in the magical warmth, tangled together as they kissed, licked, sucked, and fucked their way through a perfect Sunday morning.