Harry Potter Adult Fan Fiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Reluctantly I stopped my hot tongues exploration of his sweet tasting mouth and moved slightly away allowing me to completely liberate him of his T-shirt and allow my captured dress to finally fall to my feet. He now bent his head down to me his hungry mouth seeking mine and finding it he pushed his tongue in deep and I sucked on it, my cunt now awash with fresh cunt fluids trickling down my leg, I almost laughed at the feel, one of Harry’s little jokes, when ever I reprimanded him on looking at a younger woman was that he just liked looking at younger woman but much preferred an older bird, as he was a firm believer that the older the hen the juicier the bird, going by the amount that had b

"That's awesome!" As Harry emptied the two bottles of wine into the four glasses, he said to Betty, "You're up with your first-time story, sweetheart." "So, I gave Harry his dream blowjob," Betty began, "which included swallowing his stiff dick right down my throat. But I didn't blow him for long, because after his encounter with sucking Greg's cock, I could tell he was damn near ready to cum, and I wanted that spunk in my pussy for him to eat out." "So, I got down on the floor, spread my legs wide, and said, 'Fuck me, Harry! Get down here, and shove your fat cock up my cunt! Fill my pussy with your hot fucking cum!"

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

Kim, a nineteen-year-old, visits Raphael, her friend's thirty-one-year-old uncle, to collect on a bet. She had boldly asked him to perform oral sex on her and to have sex with her. Raphael, intrigued, agreed. Their encounter is intense and passionate, with Kim taking control and pushing Raphael to … ********************** I took a deep breath as I stood in front of Raphael’s apartment door, my heart pounding in my chest. It felt surreal, being here, about to make good on the deal we’d struck.

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

Harry said, pulling his big dick out and fisting it roughly. His other hand slipped between her thighs to spread her dripping pussy lips wide. "Are you sure you can wait, daddy?" she teased with a coy pout. "Your baby girl wants daddy's fat cock to pound her sloppy, cum filled cunt right in mommy's favourite seat." The words caught him off guard. His brain short circuited. Two thick fingers plunged straight into her warm, greedy little pussy. Slick with their combined sex juices, her cunt swallowed them eagerly. "What the fuck is wrong with you? I'm about to ruin your tight hole and you're talking about your mother?" Harry chastised her, enjoying the feel of her pussy tightening and pulsing

Dad said, shaking his hand firmly while Mom smiled warmly at him. And me? I just stood there, staring at Uncle Ken with pure lust in my eyes. I had always heard people talk about eye-fucking someone but this was the first time I was actually doing it. Because that’s exactly what I was doing — eye-fucking Uncle Ken so hard I could almost feel him inside me already. I guess if Ken and I could never be friends, maybe my pussy and his cock could become very deep friends instead. “Are you going to come inside, Hilda?” he asked, holding the gate open. His voice was deep and commanding, exactly like thunder.

They would have to resolve it themselves as the adults had turned a blind eye. "I really don't have to do anything?" Harry asked doubtfully. "What if she touches me? Do I just stand there?" It was a good question, and it made the comment section erupt in laughter. "Can't believe you'd actually ask that, kid. She's just trying to win you over. It's not like she's some kind of thug. I don't think she'll actually try to touch you." "If she dares to lay a hand on him, I'll be the first to fight her! She'll feel the power of a devoted fan!"

She whispered through gritted teeth. “I swear, he was.” Noah answered. Charlene threw the gown on and then Noah stepped aside for Harry to come in, but he already grabbed his mask off the floor and put it on. “What are you guys doing in here alone?” The little boy stared at the both of them in suspicion. “Are you doing adult things?” Charlene's eyes widened but Noah snickered behind her. “Harry! What do you mean by adult things!?” “My friend said his parents do adult things in their room. His father beats him mum from the back and..”

“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?!”