Harry Potter Stories Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harry pretended to be annoyed, shooting us a mock glare and saying, "And you’re all single too! Don’t you dare criticize me!" Harry continued, "One of you is lost in romantic novels, believing in love at first sight." He drew out the words, eyeing me, since I had shared Neil's story with them, painting it with the aura of love at first sight. I shrugged and laughed, "What can I say? That’s just who I am." This earned me a mock groan from Harry, who then pointed at Peter and added, "And the other one only loves hitting the club, always on the hunt for a new conquest. And he has the nerve to criticize me?"

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

I'm going to------- Suddenly he strokes my clit again, but unlike before he does it in a slow short stroke. ... Then he pinches and presses down on my clit hard with both the cold and slightly hotter than warm side of the knife. "Ohhh my Gofddddc oh fFUCKKK Harryh ahhhh!" My hips grind into my bedsheets roughly, and I cum suddenly and roughly, stealing my entire breath from me. My belly clenches hard, my legs tremble badly as I convulse, cum flooding out of me so much that I feel like I'm pissing myself.