The Lost Fountain (Ch. 3)(Exclusive)

The Lost Fountain

Chapter 3

“And then what happened?” Harry asked, taking a bite of his burger. ‘Yep, jalapenos and bacon is definitely the way to go,’ he thought to himself as he chowed down on his lunch.

“She threw her drink in my face and told me to fuck off,” Ron replied, munching on some french fries. Harry snorted.

“Why are you so surprised?” Harry asked.

“Don’t you think that was a bit extreme?” Ron asked as he looked at the passing muggles. Slowly he had become more comfortable in the muggle world.

“Daphne Greengrass is the biggest prude in magical England, and you asked her if she was willing to get buggered in a smelly bathroom of a rundown bar. I’m surprised she didn’t curse you,” Harry laughed.

“Yeah. I thought that she was sending me signals all night. Turns out I was wrong. Oh well. There’s always her sister. She’s just as good-looking as Daphne,” Ron smiled, eating his burger.

Harry shook his head. At least he had gotten over his hatred of everything Slytherin.

“By the way, where’s Hermione? I haven’t seen her in more than a week.”

Harry smiled thinking about his bookworm friend. “I spent some time with her a couple of days ago. She’s gotten really busy at work. I’m sure we’ll hear from her soon enough.”

Ron nodded his head, accepting his explanation. He knew how seriously she took her work. Once they had finished eating, they separated and went their own ways. Ron was helping out George that day, and Harry wanted to go to the Quality Quidditch Supplies and buy some wax for his broom. Apparating just outside the Leaky Cauldron, Harry went in and waved hello to Tom the bartender as he made his way to the back. At the brick wall, he tapped the special brick to let him in. He happily walked down the main street and enjoyed the sights and sounds. Witches and Wizards were going from shop to shop completing their daily activities. Young children ran around, evading their parents' capture while on extreme sugar highs. As he went inside the Quidditch shop, he looked around for anything new. Not really seeing anything, he picked out his favorite brand of wax and paid for it. Just as he was about to leave, Angelina Johnson walked it. He hadn’t seen her in nearly a year.

“Harry!” she called out and smiled, walking up to him and giving him a hug.

“Hey, Angelina. How’s it been?” he asked, returning the hug. He noticed that she had taken a quick sniff of him before leaning back slightly. She didn’t let him go, however. She was wearing very tight jeans that showed off her amazing figure and a thin shirt with a neckline that dipped quite deep. From his angle, he was looking down at the incredible expanse of cleavage that she was showing off. He found it hard to peel his eyes away from the smoothness of her light-brown skin.

I’ve been doing really well,” she said, still holding onto him. “I haven’t seen you in a long time. Where have you been?”

“Greece. Got back recently,” Harry smiled. He held onto her hips and gave them a squeeze.

“I would have loved to visit you there. I hear the beaches are incredible,” she pouted. “I have a very tiny bikini that I’ve been meaning to wear.”

“I’d love to see you in it. Next time I go back, I’ll be sure to invite you,” he said, his hands sliding up a bit and tucking underneath the hem of her shirt. He could feel the soft skin of her belly underneath his fingers. As he tickled her sensitive skin, he could feel her shudder as goosebumps erupted on her body.

She leaned close to him so that her plump lips were next to his ear. “Maybe you should invite me back to your place right now. I’ll let you see me in far less,” she told him sexily, placing a soft kiss against his jawline. His cock practically answered for him. His raging erection was pressed against her hip as she slowly ground her body against it. To make sure that the guy at the register didn’t see them, Harry moved her over to hide them behind a rack of Quidditch pads.

He could hear her breathing heavily as his fingers danced over her smooth skin. His fingertip brushed against her belly button, and he heard her moan. Seeing that she liked it, Harry pressed his finger inside of it and fired off his own brand of sexual magic. She opened her mouth to cry out, but Harry was faster. Claiming her lips in a passionate kiss, she squealed into his mouth as she came in his arms. He quickly lowered the amount of magic that he was fueling into her until she calmed down. She was draped over him breathing hard against his neck. Every once in a while she would let out a moan and kiss or lick his neck.

“Let’s go back to my place so we can have some real fun,” Harry told her, giving her shapely ass a squeeze. Seeing her nod, she took her by the hand and led her out of the shop. Thankfully they weren’t too far from the apparition point. Holding onto her hand, Harry side-along apparated her to his cottage. Appearing in his bedroom, Angelina wasted no time in pushing him onto his back before pulling his trousers down. Harry barely had time to kick off his shoes before his jeans were tossed away. Getting down on her knees, Angelina buried her face in his boxer-clad crotch. Nipping at his skin, she reached up and pulled his boxers down. His massive cock sprang out and slapped her in the face as she worked his boxers down. Taking his cock in her hand, she began to beat it rapidly, working it in long, steady strokes. Harry moaned and placed a hand on the back of her head. Pulling her head down, her lips found his bloated balls and quickly began kissing and sucking on them.

Angelina didn’t know what had come over her. She saw Harry and though she was happy to see him, she wasn’t aching to jump his bones. Then when she hugged him and got a whiff of his scent, she just couldn’t control herself. She practically begged to go home with him. Now she was on her knees sucking on the underside of his gigantic cock. Angelina had never seen a cock so big. All she knew was that she wanted it in her right then and there. Standing up, she unbuttoned her jeans and sexily shimmied out of them, leaving her in only her shirt and panties. She turned around and wiggled her shapely ass at him, then slowly began to peel the panties off of herself.

Harry watched as the string of her thong finally popped out from between her pillowy cheeks. As she pulled the thin fabric lower, he could see the damp cloth sticking to her wet pussy. Pulling it lower, her panties finally pulled free of her pussy and were lowered to her ankles. Stepping out of them, she crawled on top of him and settled herself on his lap. Wiggling around, she smiled when the underside of his member pressed against the wet slit of her pussy. Pressing herself down and adding more pressure, she slowly began to roll her wide hips, groaning from the sensation. Back and forth her hips moved as she smeared her pussy juice all over his pinned-down cock.

Angelina tilted her head back and moaned when Harry slid his hands up her thighs. They continued to rise, first traveling under her shirt and up her smooth belly. Then they cupped her breasts.

“No bra?” Harry asked her. Her hips were increasing their pace as she felt herself getting closer to an orgasm.

“I like when my nipples rub against my shirt while I walk,” she shuddered as she reached down and began massaging her clit.

Harry’s hands were squeezing and playing with her big tits while she dry-humped his fat cock. Quickly, she removed her hand from her clit and lifted her shirt up over her head. Tossing it aside, she reached back down to start playing with herself again. Harry’s eyes and hands were glued to her swaying and bouncing tits. They were large and rounded and capped with chocolate-colored nipples that were hard enough to cut glass. His fingers latched onto the hardened nubs, twisting and pulling on them. Smirking to himself, he slowly began to funnel his magic into them. At first, nothing happened, then he ramped up the pleasure magic a bit more. A noticeable change occurred when her hips rocked even faster, and she added more weight to her. Pressing down hard, her plump, hairless lips were practically wrapped all the way around his thick cock. Her back arched, and she stuck out her chest giving him plenty of room to operate. His fingers pinched her hard nipples, and he rolled them over and over, feeding his magic into her body.

Her eyes fluttered as her body underwent a series of small orgasms. They weren’t big enough to stop her from functioning, but they felt incredible nonetheless. Her pussy was continuously flooding his groin with her juices as she rubbed herself against his overly large cock. Wanting him badly, she lifted her bottom up a bit and reached underneath herself. Grabbing his cock, she stuffed the fat head into her cunt and gradually sank down on it until she was resting on his hefty ball sack. Before she could move, Harry reached out and pulled her top half down. Kissing her deeply, he broke the kiss and moved his lips further down.

“That feels good,” she said, letting out a shuddering whisper as his lips traveled over her slender neck and onto her slim shoulder. His lips traveled lower still, peppering her vast cleavage until his mouth landed on her dangling tit. Using his hand, he hefted her large breast up to his lips and took her hard, dark nipple into his mouth. Channeling his magic through his tongue, the effects were immediate. Angelina’s pussy instantly clamped down on his cock as she cried out. She desperately tried to stuff as much of her tit into his mouth as possible. Harry did his part by wiggling his talented tongue against her hardened nub over and over. He even bit down on it lightly, using his teeth to tug on her crinkled nipple.

Angelina had never felt such pleasure in her entire life. Her pussy squeezed Harry’s thick cock and didn’t seem to want to let go. Through her shuddering orgasm, she tried to bounce on his cock, but her pussy was simply too tight. Thankfully, Harry helped her out. He grabbed her by her fleshy hips and lifted her body up. Angelina squealed in pleasure as her pussy slid up his cock, all the while gripping it so tightly that she could feel the skin of her inner lips pull away from her body. Once she was at the point where only his head was in her, he lowered her back down. Collapsing forward, she buried her face in his neck as she chittered and mewled. She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock as her walls tightly hugged his monstrous cock. Squealing and moaning into his neck, her body trembled as he manhandled her body.

Flipping her over, Harry lifted her legs up and crossed her ankles. Holding them with one hand, he violently thrust into her causing her tits to bounce and shake. Angelina bowed her back and cried out. The new position made her pussy even tighter. With his free hand, he reached down and flicked his fingers over her hard, damp clit. Angelina moaned like a cheap whore and opened her legs wide. Reaching down, she began to rub her own clit before Harry moved her hand out of the way. He lightly pinched her clit as he pistoned in and out of her clenching pussy. Without warning, he funneled his magic directly into her clit.

Angelina cried out and bucked with such force that Harry was knocked off of the bed. “Ow!” he groaned, standing up and rubbing his aching elbow that had struck the ground. Looking to Angelina, he saw her legs spread as far as they could go. She was spraying fluid out of her pussy so hard that it looked like a water hose that someone had placed their thumb over the end. His room was becoming absolutely drenched in her cum. It would smell like her pussy for weeks in here, he thought. Moving up to her head, he placed his cock in her mouth as her body thrashed around. She did her best to suck him off, but he helped out by rapidly stroking his cock. After a few minutes, he grunted and filled her mouth with his seed. She gurgled as it overflowed, and he spurted the rest across her tits and face. Once her orgasm tapered off, she passed out on his bed. Harry chuckled and decided to leave her there to rest. Throwing on some shorts, he went to the kitchen to get himself a snack.

‘Maybe once she wakes up I can claim that fat ass of hers,’ he thought perversely. He immediately thought about his other former teammates. He wondered what Katie and Alicia were up to.