Hogwarts Adventure (Ch. 12)

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

Hogwarts Adventure

Chapter 12

Harry stared down at Angelina’s nude back. He absolutely loved the shape of her sexy body. Her classic hourglass figure, the incredible smoothness of her skin, and the way her wide bottom rippled drove him wild.

Angelina’s eyes clenched shut, and her cries of pleasure were muffled by the corner of the pillow that was jammed in her mouth. After spending hours the previous night getting fucked, she was surprised when Harry wanted to go another round before they started the day. Fully expecting him to pound her sore pussy again, she was surprised when he chose a different hole.

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“Hurry up!” Alicia called out as she waited for her slow-moving friend.

“Sorry!” Katie called back, finally stepping out of the bathroom. “These shorts keep riding up my ass,” she complained, looking down over her shoulder at her round bottom. She turned to show off her ass to Alicia, and Alicia could definitely see why. Her cut-off denim shorts were so short that half of her jiggly ass cheeks were spilling out of the bottom. The blue material was bunched up and wedged between her pillowy cheeks. Alicia rolled her eyes.

“They wouldn’t ride up if they weren’t so damn short,” she told her.

“You’re the one to talk,” Katie shot back. “That new skirt you ordered doesn’t even cover your whole pussy when you stand straight. Besides, I need to show off more skin than usual. I think that hot Ravenclaw guy was checking me out.”

Alicia snorted in amusement. “He wasn’t checking you out.”

Katie glared at her. “Uh-huh!” she disagreed. “He bent over as I walked by. He was definitely checking out my ass.”

“He bent over to tie his shoe, dummy,” Alicia giggled, and Katie huffed in irritation. “And anyway, who cares about that Ravenclaw? We should be focusing our efforts on Harry,” she wisely told Katie.

“I would if he weren’t constantly surrounded by other girls all the time! Granger and Greengrass are hogging all his attention,” she told Alicia, sounding annoyed. Alicia nodded her head in agreement.

“Even Angelina got to him before us. It’s SO annoying!” Alicia huffed and crossed her arms. “Do you think she and Harry did it last night?” she asked.

Katie snorted. “Do you think Angie would have let him out of her room if she didn’t get what she wanted?”

“I wouldn’t have,” Alicia admitted, and Katie nodded. She wouldn’t have either. “Now, if you’d hurry up, we can go ask her ourselves.”

“I’m ready,” Katie said, fluffing her blonde hair before pulling the back of her shorts down. The rough fabric was nearly rubbing her asshole raw. ‘Looking this hot is painful,’ she told herself as she followed Alicia out of the room.

They walked down into the Common Room and went straight to the private suites. When they reached Angelina’s door, they didn’t bother knocking. As always, they went straight in. Before they saw anything, their nostrils were immediately assaulted by the smell of a very wet pussy. When they turned their attention to the bed, their eyes nearly bugged out of their skulls. They had gotten their answer. Yes, Angelina and Harry had done it, and much to their shock, it was still going on. Their bodies on autopilot, they walked toward the bed with their mouths hanging open. Harry looked at them, and his eyes practically twinkled with mirth. “Hey, ladies!” he happily chirped while Angelina let out a strained gargling noise.

Angelina was lying face down on her bed with her knees right on the edge of the mattress. Her chest was flat, and she was biting down on her pillow. Her wide ass was high in the air, and Harry was steadily thrusting into her while gripping two handfuls of flesh from her hips. Katie scooted so close that she was pressed right against Harry’s side. She wanted a better look.

“Are you in her ass?!” Katie squealed in shock as she stared at the point of penetration. She even leaned down to see better. Harry’s cock was definitely in Angie’s ass. His long, thick shaft was easily gliding back and forth, and she could see that it was coated in a thin layer of lubrication. Katie instantly recognized the bottle of lube lying next to Angie’s thigh. It was the same lube that all three of them used on each other when they stayed the night with Angie. It was very normal for witches to find pleasure wherever they could get it, and the easiest place was the arms of their female friends.

“I had to try it out,” Harry moaned as Angie clenched her cheeks and squeezed him. “Her pussy was incredible, and I wanted to know how good her ass is,” he matter-of-factly stated.

“So, how good is it?” Alicia asked in a shaky voice as she joined his side, opposite Katie.

“Hot and tight,” Harry moaned again as he pushed all the way in. A perverse squelching noise met their ears right before Angelina squeaked and bucked her ass. Katie could see that the insides of Angelina’s thighs were slick with wetness. Harry then pulled back so only the head was in. He then turned to Katie.

“Can you lube me up? It’s getting a bit dry,” he asked. Katie trembled as she reached down and picked up the bottle. Harry was palming Angie’s ass cheeks and kneading them like dough. Angelina then squeaked, and a little squirt of pussy juice sprayed out of her quivering cunt. When Katie turned back to Harry, she saw Alicia pawing at his naked chest. One of her hands was squeezing his bare bottom while the other slid down his chest and over his stomach. Her fingers then caressed the base of his cock. ‘What a slut!’ Katie mentally berated her friend while flipping the cap up. Pointing the bottle at his shaft, she squeezed it a little too hard. “Brrrrrt!” A huge spurt of lube squirted out all over his shaft and Angie’s naked ass.

“Whoops!” Katie giggled and snapped the lid shut. She dropped the bottle back onto the bed, and before she could do anything else, Alicia began massaging the lube into his shaft.

“Alicia!” she practically screeched in annoyance, comically stomping her foot on the floor. “He asked me to do that!” she declared, staring daggers at her friend. Alicia looked at her with the cheekiest of smirks. Katie had never wanted to smack her more than she did right then.

“You snooze, you lose,” she said in a sing-song voice while her palm glided up and down the length of his shaft. Before she could take her hand away, Harry began thrusting. Alicia shuddered as his slippery cock slid across her palm. Angelina moaned like a whore, and Alicia rubbed her tits against his arm. “You know, Harry … You can do this to me too … if you want,” Alicia told him with desperate eyes.

Harry looked at her and smiled. He then let go of Angelina’s fleshy hip and slid his hand underneath Alicia’s short skirt. His hand caressed her naked ass before sliding his fingers between her legs. His fingers found her naked pussy, and he slid them along her dripping slit. He pressed his thumb against her asshole and rubbed it in a circular pattern. “So, you’re saying I can have either of these holes?” he teased as her pussy dripped all over his fingers.

“Oh!” Alicia shuddered, her eyes fluttering. “Yes!” she gasped and clung to him. “You can have both holes as often as you want,” she promised.

“You can have me too, Harry!” he heard Katie say from his other side. He turned and saw her pulling her blouse open, revealing her naked tits and stiff, light pink nipples. She then unbuttoned her tight shorts and pulled his hand from Angelina’s other hip. Wasting no time, she shoved his hand down the front of her shorts and started bucking her hips when his fingers found her pussy. Up and down, her slick folds glided along his fingers, making her gasp and shake with pleasure. Harry couldn’t help but stare at her perfectly round breasts, bouncing and jiggling with the movement of her sexy body. Angelina’s ass suddenly squeezed his cock as if trying to remind him to pay attention to her. He moved his hips faster until they were clapping against her pillowy, brown cheeks.

Angelina spit the pillow from her mouth and looked over her shoulder. She couldn’t believe her friends were acting like such pathetic sluts. They were caressing his body and using his fingers for their own satisfaction. It was pathetic. Fortunately, she wasn’t able to harp on it for long. Her spine began to tingle, and her big, brown eyes began to flutter. “H-Harry! I …” she began, but then squealed loudly. “EEEP!” she squeaked as her asshole clutched his thrusting shaft with incredible force.

Her juices began dribbling from her cumming pussy and wetting her inner thighs. The brute behind her kept thrusting, and Angelina loved every second of it. All she could do was pitifully wail into her pillow as the best orgasm of her life rocked her gorgeous body.

Behind her, Alicia had leaned in and was kissing and licking all over the side of Harry’s face. Seeing what Alicia was doing, Katie decided to do the same thing. Before he knew it, Harry was right in the middle of a three-way kiss. Feeling his own orgasm nearing, Harry pulled his hands from their pussies and cupped their tight asses. “I’m about to cum,” he groaned as Angelina continued her death grip on his shaft.

Katie quickly pulled away and dropped to her knees. She looked up at him with pleading eyes as she removed her shirt and tossed it away. She cupped her round, perky tits and lifted them up while opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. Harry smiled at the pretty blonde. “That’s exactly what I was hoping to see,” he praised her actions.

Alicia glared and quickly joined Katie, not allowing herself to be one-upped. Her shirt was tossed away in record time, and she got into the same position as Katie. “Heads together,” Harry said, and they pressed the sides of their faces together. They were kneeling so close to each other that the sides of their breasts and thighs were touching. Angelina was still bucking and squirting through her orgasm, and when Harry finally pulled out, she collapsed onto the bed, curled up, and pulled her knees to her chest. Harry turned and aimed his cock at the kneeling duo. His hand found the base of his shaft, and it only took a few tugs before fat ropes of hot cum were flying out of the tip. One thick load slashed across Katie’s pretty face. The next, across Alicia’s. Over and over it erupted from the tip, and it didn’t stop until his seed was dripping from their faces and dribbling down into their impressive cleavage. Harry sighed with relief at finally having his balls emptied. He was slightly surprised to see Katie and Alicia fiercely kissing while trying to clean each other’s faces with their tongues. Harry just chuckled happily and watched their show.

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Harry was somewhat surprised to see Quirrell still sitting with the other professors at breakfast. He was half expecting Dumbledore to deal with him, but it looked like he was wrong. Snape kept shooting him dirty looks, which wasn’t out of the ordinary for the greasy git. He glared at pretty much everyone. Quirrell was a bit paler than normal, and he seemed shakier as well. Harry guessed that Voldemort might not have been pleased with his failure. Before breakfast, Harry had visited the forbidden corridor and peeked into the room. Fluffy was still there, growling menacingly, which he was happy to see.

Across from him, Angelina was giving him one of the sexiest looks imaginable while she ran her bare foot up and down his shin. Katie and Alicia couldn’t take their eyes off of him either. He made a mental note to spend some time with them in the near future.

Over at the Hufflepuff table, Susan was staring directly at him, practically begging him to look back. Her white blouse was unbuttoned so far that her braless tits were spilling out. The sides of her blouse were pulled far apart, exposing a slim portion of her light pink areolas. When Harry finally looked at her, Susan blushed deeply but appeared pleased nonetheless. Her back slightly arched, and she gently shook her chest from side to side, showing off her perfectly sculpted assets. He had to admit, they looked bloody fantastic as they jiggled around in her top. Unfortunately, the food suddenly disappeared, which brought an end to his fun. As everyone began getting up to start their Saturday, McGonagall sauntered up to him.

“Mr. Potter … The Headmaster would like to see you,” she told him. Harry raised an eyebrow, and she waved him off with a smile. “Rest assured, you are not in trouble. He just wishes to speak to you about your part in stopping the troll.”

“Alright, Professor,” Harry said, getting up. “I’ll see you later,” he told Hermione and Daphne, who were right next to him. They nodded and got up as well.

Harry followed McGonagall all the way up to Dumbledore’s office door. After giving the password, Harry rode up the spiral stairwell and knocked on the door. “Enter.” Harry opened the door.

“Ah, Mr. Potter,” Dumbledore happily greeted him.

“Good morning, Professor,” he returned the greeting.

“And a good morning to you,” Dumbledore responded with a smile. “Please, have a seat,” he said, waving his hand at the empty chair. Harry sat down.

“First, I would like to express my deep appreciation for the bravery you showed at the feast. If not for you, the injuries would have likely been more severe.”

“Think nothing of it, Professor. I was happy to help,” Harry smiled, and Dumbledore chuckled, his eyes twinkling.

“Indeed,” he nodded happily. “I’ve also noticed that you’ve become good friends with Ms. Greengrass,” he said. Harry wasn’t surprised at all that he had taken a personal interest in the Girl Who Lived. He also wasn’t shocked that he was keeping close tabs on her. He had experienced similar treatment during his time as the Boy Who Lived.

“Yes. Daphne, Hermione, and I have become very good friends,” Harry confirmed with a nod.

“Ah, yes,” he nodded. “Ms. Granger. She’s a very intelligent woman. I feel she is going to do great things in the magical world.”

“She’s as smart as they come,” Harry bragged on his friend.

“I don’t doubt that at all. Professor McGonagall is always bragging about her star students, and Ms. Granger is definitely on that list,” Dumbledore told him with a pleased smile. “Now, going back to Ms. Greengrass … As I’m sure you know, there are many out there who would like to use her for their own benefit … people who don’t have her best intentions in mind. Fame can be a wonderful or terrible thing,” he told Harry, stroking his long, white beard.

Harry didn’t need to be told twice. He had lived it. Still, he nodded, letting Dumbledore know that he understood.

“As her friend, I want you to look out for her. A loyal friend can be the greatest treasure a man or woman can ever hope to have,” he said seriously.

Harry knew that while Dumbledore could be manipulative at times, he did try his best to keep him safe. Sometimes, he just didn’t go about it the right way. Harry thought about it for a second and then tried to keep the smirk from forming on his face. If Dumbledore got to be a little bit manipulative, why couldn’t he?

“I’ll guard Daphne with my life,” Harry pledged, staring back at the Headmaster with complete seriousness.

“I certainly hope it won’t need to go that far, my boy,” Dumbledore chuckled. “But I appreciate your devotion.”

“But how can I keep her safe when I’m not that good at magic?” Harry asked, rolling the Elder Wand between his fingers. Truthfully, using magic was very easy with the power of the Elder Wand, but Dumbledore didn’t need to know that.

“Nonsense, my boy!” Dumbledore declared. “You handled yourself most admirably at the feast.”

“Thanks for the kind words, Professor, but a dumb old troll can’t fire spells back at me. What if I can’t protect Daphne?” he asked, trying to sound as desperate as possible.

“Hmm,” Dumbledore hummed and stroked his beard while thinking. “Perhaps you make a good point, Harry. How can I ask you to protect someone without providing the means to accomplish it?”

Harry patiently waited while Dumbledore thought it over. When Fawkes squawked, Dumbledore seemed to have come to a decision. He smiled brightly. “I’ll arrange extra lessons for you strictly based on spellcasting. Professors Flitwick and McGonagall are masters of their field, and I’m sure there are a few things I can teach you as well,” he said, his eyes twinkling madly. Harry smiled brightly.

“Brilliant!” he cheered, which made Dumbledore chuckle again.

“I’m happy to see you so enthused. I’ll arrange everything and send you a note when your first lesson is scheduled. However, I must ask that you don’t spread this around. Informing your two friends is perfectly fine, but please, no one else.”

“I won’t tell anyone, Professor,” Harry promised, and Dumbledore smiled and nodded in response.

“Excellent! Now, run along and enjoy your Saturday. There won’t be many more sunny days until Spring.”

Harry nodded happily and left. As he walked back to the Common Room, he couldn’t help but smile. Extra lessons with Dumbledore would definitely come in handy. Whether you loved him or not, no one could deny that Dumbledore was one of the most skilled magic users in the entire world.

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“How come you get to have extra lessons? That’s not fair!” Hermione pouted cutely while sitting cross-legged on his bed. Her arms were crossed over her chest, making her lovely cleavage look even better. Daphne rolled her eyes at Hermione’s mini tantrum. Daphne thought he was nuts for taking on extra lessons. That wasn’t how she wanted to spend her free time.

Harry smiled at Hermione and crawled onto the bed. She was still pouting when he placed his hand on the inside of her thigh. He slowly dragged it up her skin, and she closed her eyes and shuddered. When his hand reached the highest point, he lightly caressed her clit, making her gasp. “I’m not taking extra lessons for fun, Hermione,” he told her as his fingers drifted down her slit.

“The magical world can be a dangerous place, and it’s my job to make sure you and Daphne are as safe as possible,” he said.

“It is?” she asked and then moaned when one of her taut lips was stretched aside. His fingers danced along the damp, pink flesh of her inner lips.

“Of course it is,” Harry smiled while moving his hands to her blouse. He slowly began unbuttoning it. “Who else is going to protect you?” he asked, pulling her blouse open before slipping it off her shoulders. He tossed her shirt away, leaving her topless. He then placed his hand on her chest and gently pushed her onto the bed so she was lying flat. Grabbing the waistband of her skirt, he gave it a tug, and Hermione lifted her ass to help him out.

Her lower belly and smooth mound came into view, which made him stiffen. He pulled the skirt off and dropped it over the side of the bed. Now, all she wore was a pair of white socks. He lifted one of her feet and pulled the sock off. Hermione watched him, breathing heavily as he kissed the soft sole of her foot. “Harry!” she gasped, and her body trembled. He did the same with her other foot, and the smell of her wet pussy hung heavy in the air.

Putting her foot back on the bed, Harry quickly stripped out of his clothes and grabbed the backs of her knees while Daphne watched. Daphne’s pussy tingled badly, and she couldn’t stop from reaching between her legs and stroking her damp folds. She watched as Harry folded Hermione’s body in half and hovered over her, the length of his massive shaft resting against her delicate lips. He slowly started sawing his hips back and forth, sliding his shaft against Hermione’s wet folds. Daphne couldn’t see Hermione’s face, but she could hear her whimpering with need. “Help me out here, Daph,” Harry called out to her.

Daphne never moved so fast in her life. Within a split second, she was on the bed and grabbed Harry’s cock. He lifted up so only the head was touching Hermione’s sweet pussy. Daphne dragged his cock up and down her slit, making Hermione mewl with pleasure. “Daphne … Please!” Hermione begged.

She slid his cock into place, with the tip right against her opening. Daphne had a front row seat as Harry thrust forward, stretching her lips wide and filling her with a single push. Hermione cried out in bliss, which almost muffled the sound of the loud, wet squelch when her upturned pussy was fully stuffed. Harry wasted no time. His hips were a blur as he jackhammered into her squelching pussy. It only took a few thrusts before his shaft was smeared with Hermione’s white cream. Daphne’s eyes fluttered, and she lightly pinched her clit while watching his fat, bloated balls smacking against Hermione’s tight asshole. “You can join in if you want, Daph,” she heard Harry say. She didn’t need to be told twice.

Removing her clothes as quickly as possible, Daphne leaned in and ran her tongue along Hermione’s cheek. When she reached her puckering hole, Daphne wiggled her tongue around the rim, making Hermione squeal with pleasure. Daphne giggled and put her finger against the hole. She slowly eased it in, and before she could even reach the second knuckle, Hermione cried out and orgasmed, squirting her in the face with a spray of juices. It was the perfect way to spend a lazy Saturday.