Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Smut

Harry kissed every inch of her peaches and switched places from the first to the second slowly, the room was now filled with her soft moan as she grabbed his head and messaged it slowly. Harry was now running impatient, he wanted to see more, wanted to do more…he wanted to fill up her insides. He crouched down below slowly as he traced kisses down her belly going down, her panties were now stopping him from ravaging her down there, he looked up at her seeing the lust and desire in it, beheld her panties, and pulled them down slowly, and then off. Her blooming cherry was now in view, he saw how nice it was and how it smelled like mint. He couldn't take this temptation anymore, he moved his be

I smiled up to him. Harry smirks as he leans forward to me, I backed away. "Yeah... good morning. You must have had a really good dream," he laughs. I perked a brow. "Wha-what are you talking about?" Harry places a finger on the corner of his lips, as an evil smirk has appeared on his face once again. Growing red all the way to the ears, I covered my whole face with my arms. "What the hell.... get out of here! Wa-wait- just wait for me ba-back there! Just-just... ge-get out of here!"

And from the look on her face, she doesn't mind playing with my sloppy seconds. He he he *evil laugh* "Ey, you still up for tonight or are you backing out?" Harry said, sitting down beside me and grabbing some fries from my tray. "Of course. I'm no pussy." I said shoving his shoulder. Harry put his arm around my shoulder and kisses my temple in reply. "You sure about that?" He smirked and pinched my cheek. "Go bother your girlfriend, hairy boy." I said ruffling my hand through his blonde curls.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

Seeing how messy he is now, I feel even more guilty. “Hey, I might run home for a bit to have a quick shower and to grab my work stuff. Do you need me to bring anything?” Harry asks, heading for the door. Impulsively I chase after him. He turns to me expectantly, not sure what I want. I pause, not sure what my goal was in following him. Just that I wanted to thank him. Screw it, risking the paint, I throw myself at him in a hug. He seems startled but immediately wraps his arms around me. He’s warm from working outside and he smells like my cleaning potion. I stay there for a minute before releasing him and stepping back.

Harry smirked, “You know what’s worse? They say he’s gay and infertile. I couldn’t let your sister get married like that.” Filled with rage, I couldn’t let myself be dragged down like that. I opened the cake I was holding and slammed it to Harry’s face. I shoved the chocolates down his throat and kicked Harry’s balls and he groaned in pain. I pulled my sister’s hair and she yelped in pain.

I had to entice him by promising his own pleasure first. I finally yanked the stubborn belt off and slipped my hand under his briefs, finding and holding his díck. It was already semi hard and continued to harden under my touch — a good sign. But an even better sign? Harry didn’t stop me. Oh my God, it’s Christmas in April! I was finally going to get a good pounding and the thought of it was driving me crazy. I brought the fingers that were in my folds to Harry’s lips. “Wanna taste?”

A low sigh escaped her lips. 'Ohhh Sir, it's too much,' she gasped. Harry wanted more and slowly removed her panties, which looked like they had been washed and not dried. He pushed a finger into her pussy at the same time as he licked her clit directly, both up and down and in a circular movement. He heard her start to moan in time with his finger and tongue and realised that, as she was so wet and open, he needed to insert another finger to firmly keep the pressure on her G spot. The smell and taste of her, and the sounds she was making, went straight to his cock. He was incredibly hard now and feared that he might cum with just the friction against his boxers. He took some deep breaths to

Any thought of Autumn, Winter, or Cameron was banished from Jules’ mind. “Now,” Harry turned slowly, letting Jules look, swinging the curtain of hair back over their shoulder with a smirk. “This is me.” They reached down to cup their c-ck. There was a piercing through the frenulum and Jules’ stomach flipflopped as he imagined how that would feel… Jules nodded, rendered wordless.

He was asking for her consent but this time there was no warning or threat in his eyes instead he was smiling. "If you're still not ready for this you don't have to force yourself. My Love doesn't need your body, Rose. It just needs you." He mumbled pecking her dainty nose. Her eyes started tearing up as she smiled widely at him. She placed her palms on his cheeks caressing his beard jaw. Harry sighed in content at her touch. "But My love needs you, Harry." His eyes snapped up meeting her gaze. Their misty gaze met as the smoke of desire started blurring their senses.