Harry Potter Smut Fanfic Novels & Stories

His words of passion kissed his lips like a lover’s desire. The bedroom smells of roses and lilac bouquets. The silver curtains around the bed were bubbling in the breeze, though the window was closed. It was mysterious. “It is enchanting my sweet,” Harry told her as if answering the questions on her mind. "I told you not to read my mind did I?" She told him and feigned an irritable voice. His magical caress kissed her skin. It whispered down her arms, cresting her smooth delicate breasts. “What are you doing to me Harry?” she gasped, his magic touch igniting the fire in her blood, the call of the mate bond was calling them, and right now she no longer cares about it. All she ever wanted was

He bites my lower lip making me gasp and I open my mouth while his tongue invades and dances with mine. His ninth breath and his amazing tongue make my brain go foggy. His fingers play with my pussy through my knickers. I can feel my pussy getting drenched already. I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me while my breasts collapse against his hard chest. Harry scoops my ass with both his hands lifting me up from the sink making me wrap my legs around his waist. He lifts me up and takes me to the bedroom putting me down in the middle of the bed.

_ Rhoooooo, I don't know why, Harry, but I think it does things to us when she treats us like a snack," he declared in a seductive purr. Harry swallowed his saliva with difficulty. His nosebleed had stopped, and he could not take his eyes off his soul mate: "Mate..." he said, his eyes now stopping on Emmanuelle's lips. She approached her lips, brushing those of her beloved. They did not pronounce a word. With infinite slowness, their lips finally met. Gently. Timidly. Passionately.

Harry watched Tracy's delicate pink fingers as they dug deep into her supple tit flesh, holding her warm orbs around him. Harry was close. "Push them in a little tighter, darlin'... like that... yep, a little tighter... that's it... UNGH!" Syrupy cum erupted powerfully from Harry's cock, splattering over Tracy's forehead and eyes. But she was used to it. Like a trouper, she kept pumping, squeezing her tits tight around Harry's bucking shaft.

I said dryly. Harry grabbed the assistant’s waist. This caused her eyes to widen and a light layer of pink to stain her cheeks, freezing her in place. Then he lowered his hand to the curve of her butt and slapped it, hard. “Hmm… I’ll want some of this later.” He spoke with a degenerate face no one could take away. While he continued stroking it, he didn’t take his eyes off mine. Disgusted to see this situation, I told him, “Oh, please! Can’t you be more of a pig? Leave her alone, you fucking sick bastard!”

I held his head and slowly kissed his lips. Harry took over the kiss and slowly rubbed his finger on my clit. I moaned in ecstasy and broke the kiss. “Kaira, you are so wet. I love it”. Harry talking dirty to me, made my pussy twitch. “It’s all you Harry. You are driving me crazy “, I moaned. I wished he could see how much I needed him. Harry kept massaging my clit softly and it was driving me nuts. I was dying in suspense and anticipation. I need him all deep and buried in me. “Harry please. Harry please I need you inside”.

She doesn’t stop. In fact, having our BFFs cheer makes Sage wiggle that waist and ass. “Oh, yeah. Twerk it mama… roll it. Up, down, up down!” She follows the tune, losing it all as her waist shakes sensually with the music. Someone slithers their hand from behind me and I turn to see Harry, smirking down at me. “Oh, boy!” I exclaim but he suddenly lands his lips on mine. I jerk away and slap him across the face.

' you call to him as he reaches the door. "He looks back at you and smiles at his handiwork. He takes out his phone again, zooms in to fill the screen with your sauce-smeared tits and your cum-dripping face, and snaps. 'I think I'll make that my screen-saver,' he laughs. 'And no, I'm not going to untie you. Maybe your hubby should find you just like that so he'll know what kind of a cock-hungry slut-wife he's married to.' "Holy shit!" Holly finally interrupted my narrative. "That is one hot fucking fantasy you've got there!" She then guided my hand through the slit in her sarong and pushed it against her pussy.

Rolled us spooning, cock staying in lazy thrusts, pain and pleasure humming. "Anytime means now, baby.. feel me own you slow?" He whispered dirty in ear: "Woke you fucking, now sleep with brother's cum inside. Tomorrow? More.... kitchen, pool, whenever. You're my forbidden slut." I moaned soft, wiggling against him, intoxicated still. He dropped wet kisses on shoulder, hand sliding to core, fingers circling clit gentle then rough. Buried fingers inside beside his softening cock, battling slow. "Ahhh... just like... don't stop fingering!" Screamed quiet. Saliva from his mouth on my neck, trailing down.

One hand gripped my ass possessively while the other tangled in my long dark hair. “Hard,” I gasped, biting his bottom lip. “Don’t hold back. Fuck me like you own me. I want to forget that cheating bastard completely.” Alex’s eyes darkened with lust. “Good girl.” He spun me around roughly, bending me over the back of his couch. My tight black dress was shoved up to my waist in seconds. He ripped my soaked lace panties down my legs, the cool air hitting my dripping pussy and making me moan. Without warning, he dropped to his knees and buried his face between my thighs.