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Harry Potter's Carnal Adventures	By : Garm88 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 47827 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The Advantages of Dating a Metamorphmagus

Harry paced the perimeter of the room, eyeing the various implements of torture. Chains, whips, hooks , paddles… he paused at that, eyeing them momentarily before taking one down and hefted it to test the balance and weight.

The war had been won, after his disastrous trip to the Department of Mysteries that almost culminated in the death of his Godfather. Dumbledore finally took his head out of his ass and informed him of everything. The prophesy and his suspicions on the Horcruxes and their possible locations, just what his mother had done that fateful Halloween night. Everything that Harry needed to destroy the Dark Lord. It never even came down to an epic battle on the grounds of Hogwarts like the Headmaster had feared. Though the spy in the Order had caused quite a few deaths, he was never all that much close to the people that fell, granted it was a bit sad that they had to go, but obviously their time had come.

Now all he had to do was break a spy and he could put this whole sordid business of Dark Lords and prophesies behind him. Coming to that, he looked at his prisoner in the middle of the room, tied up for his safety, if those restraints just so happened to accentuate her bust in a delightful way, who was he to complain. Walking over to her he stood next to the crate she was sat on and swung the paddle around, watching her track it with her eyes.

“You know, Nymphadora” he grinned as she bristled at the name “I will get the secrets that you’re hiding out of you eventually, it’s only a matter of time.”

“I’ll never tell you anything!” she shook her head vehemently, making her currently white hair fly around her head.

Harry smiled and reached out to take some of the silky strands between his fingers, feeling the softness he smiled wider. Harry drank in her appearance, her currently elfin features giving her an elegance that she usually lacked, the pointed ears and slanted eyes really brought out an allure that normal women didn’t possess.

“Oh my dear ‘Dora, how wrong you are” with his grin turning a little malicious Harry roughly grabbed her by her arms, bound together behind her back and laid her down across the crate, her pert rear end thrust a bit up into the air at her current position.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she asked, he could detect a hint of a quaver in her normally strong voice, a little bit of uncertainty that wasn’t there before.

“I’m proceeding with your interrogation, of course” Harry grinned devilishly as he used the paddle to hike up her skirt, slipping it over the curve of her ass so the silky fabric rested at the small of her back. He took a moment to admire her delectable curves and the white French cut lace knickers that encased them before swinging the paddle down in a whistling arc.

There was the sound of wood smacking on flesh and a simultaneous cry of surprise and pain at the connection. Harry paused for a second to admire the spreading glow of red on pale skin before smiling again and repeating with the opposite cheek. Another cry of pain and surprise echoed throughout the room.

Tonks looked back over her shoulder at her captor and gave the best glare she could through the fierce blush staining her cheeks “Why are you doing this? We just want to be left in peace!”

“Oh my dear Nymphadora” Harry cooed at her in an overly sweet voice “You knew you could never be left alone, not after what your people did to us.” He swung the paddle again, this time looking at her face to catch the slight wince and further reddening of her cheeks “What you did is unforgivable, you must know that.”

She looked at him imploringly, trying to make him understand and let a tear fall down her cheek. “Now now, we can’t have that can we?” he asked, rather rhetorically if he did say so himself, and brushed the tear away with the pad of his thumb. “You’ll come to enjoy it eventually, they always do” he stated, before reaching over and pulling down her knickers. He got the paddle lined up again and the crack echoed through the room once more, followed by a mixed cry and moan. Smiling, Harry got behind her on his knees and admired the view, full pussy lips, a little puffy from arousal pouted at him from between her thighs, glistening with juices and dampening down the neatly trimmed tuft of white at the top.

Harry grasped her knees and spread them as far as her bound ankles would allow, making her groan a bit in anticipation. He reached forward with his two forefingers and gently petted her lips, causing her to gasp and him to grin at her reaction. “See? This isn’t so bad is it my dear? I told you that you would end up enjoying it, and once we’re finished you can tell me everything you know.” Smiling Harry gripped her thighs and leaned forward delving into her hot passage with his tongue, probing and tasting, nipping and tugging at her lips with his teeth. He grinned a little against her as he heard her gasps and moans, he’d always had a talent for this, and Susan, his girlfriend for most of his sixth year could never get enough.

Moving his hands up her thighs he gently started to massage the still aching, red-hot flesh of her ass, marveling at the feel of it, how perfectly sculpted it was. One of his hands eventually worked down to her sopping entrance, pulling his face back for a moment he worked his middle finger deep inside of her, coating it with her juices and making her gasp at the new sensation. Grinning a little deviously, he slid the finger up the crack of her ass to rest at the puckered pink entrance of her anus making her freeze up immediately. “Come now Nymphadora, all you need to do is relax a bit, it’s going to feel amazing, trust me.” He dove back in to her sopping entrance and grabbed her clit between his teeth, simultaneously slipping his finger in her anus up to the first knuckle.

Nymphadora Tonks could barely believe the sensations going through her, she had no idea what to expect when she was tied up this morning, but this was definitely better than anything she had dreamed up. Well it was pretty damn spot on to what she dreamed up to be perfectly honest. She had always wanted Harry, ever since she met him at Privet Drive; she knew there was something special about him, a touch of greatness that you don’t see very often. That burning need was what had motivated her during the war, influencing a lot of her actions and inaction.

If she was being perfectly honest with herself, something which she had no problem doing, she would admit that this was a dream come true for her, probably for most of the women in the Wizarding World as well. Harry Potter had grown into a fine specimen of a man, tall but not too tall, with lean runners muscles all over his body that just made her hands itch to run over them and trace every line. He was made for endurance, and she intended to see just how long he could last, for as long as she possibly could.

She gasped when his finger went a little deeper into her anus, and again when she felt the tingle of wandless magic clean her out. Another thing that attracted women to him like flies to honey, the complete ease at which he used his magic, at which it responded to his whims was just astounding. She felt his tongue dive deeper into her snatch, and started to gasp for breath as the impending orgasm got closer and closer.

Then it was gone, he stood up and moved away from her, gazing down as she looked around wildly trying to find him. The tap of his boots against stone alerted her to him coming around on her right side. She looked up at him, almost in pain from the unfulfilled orgasm, she was just resting on the precipice of oblivion and in her position she couldn’t bring herself over the edge. She wanted to scream at him to finish the job, but she knew that was what he wanted, this was an interrogation session after all. She needed to be strong and not give in.

Glaring up at her captor with his arms crossed on his chest, she could make out the definition of his muscles under his shirt, and the view made her groan again and caused a fresh little flow of fluids from her core. “Why did you stop?” she couldn’t help it, she had to ask.

Looking down at his captive, he couldn’t help but grin, she really was beautiful. “Because, dear Nymphadora, you aren’t the only one that needs to be pleased today.” The silky drawl of his voice made her shudder, the things he could do when trying were just completely unfair. She gasped lightly when he unzipped his trousers and pulled them down to his knees, the bulge in his boxers was certainly enlightening, it answered the question of why the Bones girl was so damn happy all the time this last year. That monster combined with his oral skills would keep anyone happy.

She tried to rub her knees together to create a little friction on her vaginal lips, anything to satisfy the urge that just wouldn’t go away, but he had tied her securely. She couldn’t get any significant movement or anything to help settle it down. Tonks looked back up as he crouched down again, this time in front of her. Her eyes widened slightly with lust when he pulled his boxers down to mid thigh, letting his fully erect cock slip free. It sprung up in the air and bobbed a couple times before standing proud and straight, aimed directly at her mouth.

Harry looked down at the sight of Tonks staring at his member. He couldn’t help it but let his ego swell a bit at the look of awe mixed with lust on her face. He’d never get tired of that look. Grasping it by the base he guided it to her lips and pushed against them, there was a little resistance at first but she quickly gave in, opening her mouth to suckle on the head, swirling her tongue around and probing the slit before bobbing down on his shaft a bit. She was amazing, he always knew she would be but this was beyond anything he had imagined. She swirled her tongue around shaft, tracing the veins and bumps while applying an amazing amount of suction. He sat like this, content to let her explore his dick with her mouth for a few moments before giving in to his more base instincts.

Taking a good handful of her snow white hair, Harry braced himself and began thrusting in and out of her mouth, gently at first but with growing forcefulness. After about fifteen second of just fucking her mouth, he pulled out completely and looked down at her face, giving her time to breath he admired just how she looked, the slight tear tracks going down her cheeks and the ropes making her breasts thrust upward, displaying an amazing amount of décolletage. “You better get ready for this one, little Nymphadora, take a deep breath, you’ll need it” he smiled again at her image before angling her head and thrusting deep into her mouth, forcing all eight and a half extremely thick inches down past her jaw and into her throat. Harry groaned at the amazing sensations that this move produced, marveling at the contracting motions of her throat as he pulled back out all the way, giving her a chance to breath before thrusting back in. On the third thrust, Tonks had gotten used to the feeling and started to appreciate it, groaning around his organ as he thrust in, sucking on it and massaging it with her throat muscles.

Pulling back from her face, Harry had to take a moment to recover. That had been one of the best feelings of his life; he almost blew his load straight down her throat. Ignoring Tonks’ moue of disappointment, he sat panting a little bit and recovering from the sensations her throat caused, and started a bit when he felt her tongue touch the tip of his penis and lap at the pre cum leaking out. He sat for a moment, letting her suck and lick it up before standing and kicking off his pants and boxers before whipping his shirt off over his head and bending over to seize her bound arms.

Bodily lifting Tonks up off of the crate, he marched her as best he could over to a clear spot on the wall and, with a bit of wandless magic switched her bonds around so that he could loop the rope binding her hands around a hook in the wall above her head. Still slightly flushed from the oral experience, Tonks gave him a searing look that made him lean in and capture her mouth in a fierce kiss, their tongues wrestling for dominance and him actually losing, she must have been more turned on than he had thought. Leaning back she sucked on his tongue until it was out of reach, she had a fierce pout on her lips when he could see them again that made him lean back in and bite her bottom lip.

As they continued the searing kiss, Harry let his hands wander. Reaching down he ran his hands up her thighs, under the knee length skirt she was wearing and up to cup that delectable ass that he had been punishing just a short time before. Massaging it, he caused her to groan into their kiss and push her pelvis against his, trapping his dick between their bodies and grinding against it. He smiled against her lips and bit the bottom once again before he put a knee between her legs to give her something to rest on, then proceeded to work his middle finger once more into her rear passage, drawing a gasp and devilish smile of her own. Letting her rest on his knee he reached up with the other hand and manipulated his magic to cut through the material of her shirt, letting her breasts spring free of their confines, her rock hard nipples ground into his chest, calling for attention.

Leaving her mouth behind, Harry leaned down and took the right hand, hard little nub into his mouth while his hand massaged the other one. He swirled his tongue around her nipple and applied suction on and off, causing her to gasp and moan and grind her pussy lips against the thigh she was sitting on. He pulled back and let her nipple go with a pop, reaching up he hefted both of her pert breasts, admiring the fullness of her chest and the lack of any sagging, but then she was a Metamorph, and he would bet a little vain, she would never sag if she had anything to say about it.

Smiling at her panting face he sent a burst of magic down to the ropes binding her ankles, severing them cleanly. With a frantic motion Tonks brought her legs up around his waist and tried to impale herself on Harry’s stiff cock, but he held her back and twisted her around so she was facing the wall. “You must remember, dear Nymphadora, that this is a torture session, you don’t get any say in what goes on, I’m the one in control here” he told her in that same silky drawl that gave her shivers earlier, as he let his hands come up and trace the lines of her rear end and thighs.

“Damn it! I’ll tell you anything you want, just let me come once, please!” Not normally one to beg, she had to swallow her pride to get that little bit out. Facing the wall and not able to see over her shoulder very well she missed the absolutely devilish smirk that came over his face.

“Oh I don’t know” he practically purred as he slowly pulled her skirt back up over her hips, tracing her curves and admiring the fullness, the complete femininity of her body as he did so. “How do I know you won’t just clam up again after I finish up here, Nymphadora?” He asked as he took his cock in hand and teased her vaginal lips, causing her to try and hump back and impale herself on his rod.

“Please! I promise I’ll tell you everything I know after we finish, just stick that fat cock into my cunny!” She was getting desperate, his teasing of her lips was driving her wild, she wanted nothing more at that moment than to have him fuck her right up against the wall, her dignity be damned.

Smirking again, Harry leaned forward so his cock was pressed up against the crack of her ass and whispered in her ear “And what if I was just to walk away now? Leave you to stew for about forty five minutes and do that over and over again? Do you think that would hurt my chances of getting the information that I want?” He heard her whimper and she pressed back harder against his throbbing dick “Ah, you don’t like the sound of that do you? Very well, but remember, you’re at my mercy here, dear Nymphadora.”

Moving back from her he took a solid grip on her hip and lined up with her entrance, slowly moving forward, he watched as his head pushed her lower lips apart and forced itself into her depths. Groaning he slowly moved into her, inch by inch until his pelvis was resting against her ass, sighing in contentment he looked down and ran both hands over the cheeks of her ass and pulled them apart to marvel at the sight of him buried to the hilt in her sopping womanhood. Getting an impish grin on his face he pulled back slowly ‘till only the head was inside of her again and then thrust in, at the same time he brought a hand back and swung forward and was rewarded with a satisfying *CRACK* and loud moan as it connected with her ass.

“Oh fuck yes! Don’t stop fucking me, damn it!” Tonks was officially in heaven, she had always liked it a bit rough and this was right where she wanted it.

“Do you like it like that, little ‘Dora?” Harry asked as he continued to pump into her, almost slamming her against the dungeon wall. “Do you like having your ass punished?” *CRACK* another moan came “You’re a kinky little bitch aren’t you?”

“God yes! I’m a dirty slut!” He could hear her pants coming closer together now.

“Are you getting close?” He saw her nod “you want me to keep going” he got a gasped out yes. Harry stopped dead.

“What are you doing?! I’m almost there!” He could practically feel the frustration in her voice.

“Patience, Nymphadora, you will not be disappointed” Harry pulled out and rubbed his head against her pussy lips, gathering a little extra lubrication before moving a little north. He heard her gasp as he pressed the head of his cock against her anus, slowly pushing forward. Sliding his hand along her ass he came to her quivering labia and started to rub. “You need to relax for this one, I may be interrogating you, but that doesn’t mean I want to hurt you” he said into her ear, feeling her nod he grinned and pushed in more, getting an inch in at a time as she clenched and unclenched her anal muscles. He smiled as he, once again, felt his hips come to rest on her ass cheeks. Using his hand in front of her he gently stroked her clit and twirled some small white hairs around a finger, giving them a tug and making her gasp out.

Grinning, Harry pulled out of her, drawing out moans from them both before slowly sinking back in with a groan. Moving his hand back to the front he took a good grip on her hips and began thrusting with a new vigor, drawing out moans and whimpers from the amazing woman in front of him. Panting, he stepped forward and with a grunt of exertion picked her up, eliciting a surprised squeal from her lips and a drawn out moan as his dick caressed her at a new angle. Pressing Tonks up against the dungeon wall he mashed her breasts against the coarse stone and started to fuck her in earnest.

“Ohohoh fuck yea! Fuck my ass harder, don’t slow down!” Tonks started to tense up, and with an almighty shudder and scream came in his arms.

“Oh god, I gotta set you down, ‘Dora.” Quickly unhooking her hands and vanishing the rope, he set her down with her back against the stone wall and said “finish me off”, it wasn’t a request.

Still riding the high from her own orgasm, Tonks leaned forward and suckled on the head of Harry’s cock while she stroked the rest with her one hand and massaged his balls with the other. Looking up into his eyes she smiled around his cock and then did something she never had before, concentrating she lengthened her tongue, twirling it around his penis and drawing it into her mouth. The impossibly long tongue snaked around the base of his cock and wrapped around his balls, making him moan and brace himself against the wall.

After about thirty seconds of this he gasped out “”Dora, coming” and started to pump his load into her waiting mouth. Swallowing as fast as she could, she did a slight morph on her mouth so it would go down easier and smiled around the head of his cock while humming in contentment. Pulling out of her mouth he let the last couple of jets of sperm splash onto her cheek and chin. Tonks looked up at him with a cheeky grin and elongated her tongue again and used it to lick up the sperm in a way no other woman that wasn’t a Metamorph could. Harry groaned at the sight and sat down on the wall next to her.

Putting his arm around her shoulders he gave her a kiss, tasting no hint of his seed in her intoxicating flavor. “So” he sighed “I think that ‘Elvin Princess Captured for Information’ is a keeper.” Looking over at her again he smiled and tweaked her pointed ear.

Giving a hum of satisfaction Tonks snuggled up to his side a little more. Seeing this Harry did a quick apparition and landed them on the bed in the master bedroom of Potter Hall, his ancestral home. Moaning a little in her post orgasmic bliss Tonks said “It can go right along with ‘Troubled Student Serves Detention’ and ‘Evil Wizard Seduces Auror’, plus the ears make me look cute as hell.”

Grinning, Harry couldn’t find anything to argue against that statement so just kept quiet about it and hugged her closer.

“You do remember that you have to interrogate that crazy bitch Ginny later right?” Tonks asked in a mumble.

Frowning, Harry thought about the traitor in the Order, surprisingly it wasn’t Snape. He turned out to just be a jealous arsehole with an unhealthy lust for Harry’s mum. This thought caused him to remember how he “defeated” the “Dark Lord Voldemort”. It may have taken them a year to figure it out, but really, it was pretty damn obvious. Harry was the last of the Potters, making him the de-facto head of Clan Potter. Voldemort has used his blood to make himself a new body. That meant that Harry Potter was Voldemort’s family head, which directly translated into Harry having complete control over Tom Riddle if he so wanted, which as it turns out he did so want. It was so simple Dumbledore had fainted dead away when Harry brought it up. He then spent the rest of the day laughing his wrinkly old ass off. Not that Harry was complaining, he was alive and his girlfriend was a complete fox. He had one more year of Hogwarts left and he was going to be Head Boy, things were looking up for the Boy-Who-Won-By-Default.
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