Female Harry Potter Fanfic Novels & Stories

Metis suddenly wished she had learned some fighting skills from her mentor back then. 'Sebastian, damn it! Didn't you say you were dining in the hotel's restaurant?! What's taking you so long?!' she thought. Harry cackled. "Your boyfriend? Trust me. He's nothing but a squishy bug compared to someone like me, Dr. Fey. I am definitely above him!" His underlings' eyes widened as they stared at Metis and Harry with bated breath. They had never seen a woman this beautiful having sex. This was the closest thing to paradise they would ever witness.

His body shook violently, even made the wooden chair he was sitting on creaking. “You definitely won't believe it, but…. Unfortunately, we have proof that Jacob likes women, he is completely normal… and several times I saw him rolling in the bush behind the practice hall…. And all the girls are blonde. Well… Rick I'm also surprised, his fantasy is blond but he jerking off with Jazzy's fantasies… even though Jazzy's hair doesn't have the slightest blonde… ”Harry acted confused and asked Rick. "I guess ... the fantasy is all girls who have holes on the lower part ... Beta." Laughed Rick.

“But keep in mind, honey... this is a young virgin here. He won't last long, will you Harry? Especially not after you've had two girls sucking your cock today. A stepmother and daughter combo? That only happens in comically bad p**n films, doesn't it? Lucky little boy...” “I'm a believer now!” Harry gushed, putting his hands onto the back of Gwen's head to drive his cock in farther. She gagged instantly. Coughing slightly. “Dude, Harry what the fuck!” She spat, wiping down her mouth. “You trying to impale me on this fucking lamp post?!”

He sputtered. And here he saw the mature mother lick her lips, rather seductively he thought. Coupled with the way her tits were showing in that top, wooo! The big milf jugs... cleavage galore! And at once Harry's mind was filled with wanton thoughts of sliding his dick up and down between her breasts, as his precum leaked out and slickened down the skin. Providing a smooth, effortless surface. “Uhh... see something good, Harry?” His girlfriend inquired, raising an eyebrow in contempt.

she asked, horrified. Harry gave a faint smile. “Almost. You begged for cuddles, tried to seduce me, and climbed on me like a caterpillar looking for a leaf.” Arabella grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it. “I’m doomed. I got high on herbal juice! I must’ve looked like a soap opera girl possessed by cheesy romance.” Harry chuckled. “More like a shy K-drama heroine learning how to flirt.” Arabella groaned into her pillow. “Did I... kiss you?”

"That's right! We want you to be an independent heroine of your own story!" "Madam, your loyal servant has finally arrived! Do you need an assistant? I can do anything, and whatever I can't, I'll learn. Please hire me!" "Harry said he wants to wear sibling outfits with you. Can't you grant his wish?" "I believe Harry will be a sister-obsessed man in the future. Just look at how eager he gets every time he's around Giselle. It's unbearable to watch." "I'm not the only one who noticed? He definitely has attention-seeker potential."

Lucy is developing the ability to feel love—what if that means he can fall for someone else? "I wonder if a love potion would work on a demon..." One asks in a dreaming tone while biting her nails. "It's worth a try, right?" "Girl, now that the dumbass rejected him, maybe I could help stitch his heart together again?" Another one sighs dramatically. "With those eyes and that smirk, I would let him go all the way—imagine that face between your legs, god, I'm hot already." My jaw drops to the floor. The second girl is fanning herself with her spellbook, sweating even though it's not even warm. Mrs. Phyllis left the classroom to fetch something. And now the three girls are dreaming about my mat

This would soil his name and would lead him to me, as he would plead to have me keep all this from spreading more. Finally that witch Maeve would be requested to be banished by the pack while I will save her only to keep her as my personal sex slave. I would use her to my fill and treat her like the spawn of the devil that she was. The thought of it made me feel aroused as I sucked in deep, willing myself to have patience. ***** I was dressed in my finest ceremonial attire as I flirted with a few girls from other packs, each with tempting curves that made me want to hunt them for sport. Then I saw Alpha Bastian at the far left drinking with Healer Harold, one of the pack's most trusted men.

I love every second of it that makes me feel in control, feel powerful. I look down at her smaller frame, moaning from the pleasure only I can give her. My thoughts run wild on their own, and I imagine her smaller than she already is compared to my size. Smaller, yet with fuller perky tits that bounces every time I push myself deeper. I imagine her with flushed skin and freckles scattered all over her form, short brown wavy hair, and with the most peculiar green eyes. Just like Sera’s. Fucking Sera.

Chapter 2 My brain had not stopped functioning as my body traitorously responded to the attention. A mermaid? Yes, he was wine, but really? I had only ever had one sex partner in my life; I wasn’t loose and didn’t play around. I had discovered I enjoyed sex with my former fiancé until I had found him cheating. We had tried a small of everything and he was always careful andgentle with me. What would be the harm to play the Lorelei, just this once? I’d never see them again after tonight.