Snog Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“What? Fuck you Harry! Now move over mom, let me have a taste. If you're going to suck off my boyfriend, at least teach me how to do it properly.” “Thatta girl...” Nicole giggled. “Now get down here to have a taste.” Gwen dropped to her knees, staring ahead at the sizable spear. It was quite imposing, she had to admit. Who knew Harry was packing such heat beneath those virgin shorts. “Do I actually blow out?” The young girl asked. This elicited a chuckle from Nicole. “Well, not quite honey... Just open your mouth and get some of that cock inside you. That's a girl! Just like that... feel how it throbs in your mouth? That's because he's a horny boy – aren't you Harry?”

’ I checked myself in the mirror, and after making sure my hair was not looking like a bird's nest by brushing my hands through it for a while, I left the room. I had just taken a few steps in the hallway when I heard human activity and clicking of utensils ahead and decided to follow the sound. There was a delicious aroma wafting through the air as I approached the increasing sounds. I froze as I stared at the scene before me. Behind the stove, in all his glory was Morgan. He was stirring something in the pot and adding in other ingredients with such expertise and a focused gaze, making him look so handsome and sexy that I nearly drooled.

My mother called me one Saturday evening to her room, "we shall be paying a visit to somewhere in the city." She told me. That sunday about 3 p.m. we entered a public transport mode and straight away to the Crimson park. She bought two pairs of snacks, one for me and the other for her, as we look the snacks, we loiter around the pack and talk, "Paloma," my mother called me, "you must be careful with the boys that come around you. Be careful not to look into the eyes of any boy, you could be hypnotized by a love potion they have applied on their eyes, be careful not drink any drink offered to you by any one, you could be a victim of the love potions." "Mummy, how does this work, I mean? Does

“Seriously, Shane? We both know that Harry will not die. This is the third time we are watching this.” “I can’t help it. What if he suddenly makes something stupid that can get him killed? Luckily, Hermione Granger is there.” Have I told you that Shane Croven has a huge crush on Hermione Granger? She’s her favorite character in the movie. I reached for her hand, enjoying the moment of seeing her reaction every time Hermione enters the screen. We end up cuddling in her bed and eventually fell asleep on each other’s side. “Have I told you that you’re beautiful?” I asked, mesmerized by her face. Her tie that is tied in a messy bun makes me want to kiss her.

Madly in love, mad that someone is trying to sabotage my life and mad that my hands feel cut off. "Fuck no!" Harry exclaims. " I don't want to go near that woman ever again. And in case you've forgotten, I'm a mated man now. Heleni is not going to like that!" " I have to agree with Harry there." Colt says, scratching his head awkwardly. "Genevieve has proven herself to be a snake, who knows what she'll do to him when he's there." Before I can say anything else, the door to my office flies open and Heleni goes straight for Harry, landing a solid blow to his jaw.

Simon boasts, slapping his fists on his chest like a gorilla. "It's fucking wrong mate, my girlfriend freaks out if I get too close to it, no way she'd let me stick my finger in it and I wouldn't want to." Harry shakes his head, reaching for his pint, a mischievous little smile crosses his face before he takes a sip. "Ey, but she loves it when I go down on her, tonguing her little clit gets her so wet it's like flying down a slip 'n' slide when I'm pounding into her."

Carwyn Levi focused on looking at Brian in front of him, and coldly said, "Grainne, if you scream again, I won't mind gagging you." Grainne remembers Harry still at the hot pot restaurant, and immediately felt pain in his heart, “Carwyn Levi, I beg you, let me go! Harry is still waiting for me there! I'm begging you!"

She didn't want to enjoy his company that much. Pretty pimpled boy? He scoffed. Of all cliché names she could find, but then he was fighting a smile every two minutes, he felt, relaxed. They had a name already, it was an annoying one but he didn't mind. He whistled his way into the kitchen singing aloud "Beautiful by one direction" and took out his lunch from the fridge. He almost jumped out of his skin when Brooke shouted "Harry Potter" out of nowhere "What the hell Brooklyn!!!, I almost had a heart attack" he held a hand to his heart, fake gasping for breath

"Lennox is my exception, Mom, and he hasn't even been sorted—" "Your mom sorted me last year," I interject, recognizing her deep love for Harry Potter. Regina nods firmly, affirming her decision. "He's Gryffindor." I blow a playful kiss in Ashton's direction, taunting him. He licks his lips, attempting to maintain a serious expression, but fails to hide his amusement. Regina observes us for a moment longer before inquiring once again, "Do you happen to know anyone who might be interested in dating Tony, perhaps?"

Just then, she heard a series of snapping sounds. Sienna was shocked. She lifted her head to see Harry holding a DSLR camera in his hand. That man was aiming that camera at her scrunched-up face and kept on pressing the shutter, taking a series of photos at once! Harry let out a low chuckle, and his shoulders trembled faintly. He teased, “Nene, you look stupid!” Sienna was speechless. 'Can that man be a decent human being for once?' “Harry! Give me that camera!” Sienna was furious.