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Harry Potter and the Perfect Week	By : FavoriteAuthor Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 16855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Harry Potter was born in to a loving family in the small town of Godric's Hollow. It was a factory town where all the families were close and the kids all grew up together. Both of Harry's parents worked at the potion factory as did one or both of just about every child's parents in the town. It was a tight knit community, where everyone knew everyone...and their business...but it was idyllic. There were picnics, Christmas caroling, parades, etc. It was small town Britian to a tee. But, it was also one of those towns that relied solely on the ups and downs of the factory.
Rumors began to circulate that the parent company was having financial issues. People were worried, but there had been similar rumors before and each time the factory survived. But, one winter's day, when Harry was 12, the rumors came true. The factory closed down and with it hundreds of jobs. It didn't take long for the town to become a ghost town. With so many jobs reliant on the factory, people moved out in droves. Harry's mom and Dad, James and Lily, eventually found jobs at potion maker shop in London. It was a big move, but the thought of no more hard winters appealed to the family. Pre-teen Harry was sad to lose all his friends, but his sunny outlook on life and his parent's words of encouragement gave him the confidence that he would do well in his new school and environment. They couldn't have been further from the truth.
Things were great at first; they had a small house in a decent neighborhood. It kind of reminded the Potter family of their town back in Godric's Hollow. But, the biggest differences between their old home and their new neighborhood of Little Whinning, was that they lived on the proverbial other side of the tracks. It was considered to be the poor side of town and the wealthier families looked down their noses at those who lived there. It was a shock to the system of the entire family, but especially to the intelligent, sensitive newly minted teenager. The difference between his "true home" and his new home were felt immediately.
From day one of middle school, other kids teased Harry mercilessly. They made fun of his name, "Oh Poopy Potter", his clothing, his hair, his lack of coordination...just about anything they could think of. The treatment only got worse as Harry got older. Kids resented Harry's brilliance. They gave him swirlies in the toilet, stuffed him in his locker, stole his lunch and/or lunch money, and poured paint, mustard, ketchup and everything else on him. They did everything they could to cause him embarrassment and indignity. At first, there were many nights when Harry cried himself to sleep and complained to his parents about wanting to go back Godric's Hollow. It didn't help that the school administration usually punished those responsible with nothing more than a slap on the wrist. Like most places, money talked and the majority of the kids picking on Harry came from wealthy families.
The worst abuser of all was Draco Malfoy, a football player and a grade 'A' asshole. The star stricker was a leader on the field, and unfortunately for Harry, a leader of bad behavior off the field. The team followed Draco's lead in heaping abuse on Harry. As if things weren't bad enough, a rumor started by Draco started swirling among the boy, that he had a small dick. The girls were no better, especially those in the popular crowd of cheerleaders and self-professed beauty queens. They were sometimes worse at shoveled loads of crap on Harry.
Harry desperately missed his old classmates. They were able to floo and owl message, but it wasn't the same, and, as you would expect, many of them drifted apart after leaving Godric's Hollow. He led a very lonely life. Sunday nights were stressful for Harry and he often had trouble falling asleep. He used to look forward to going to school. Now, he hoped to get through the day without being bullied. He still loved to learn, he just wished he could be home schooled or go to a private school, but neither one of those was in the cards. Harry couldn't wait to go off to college and never ever come back to Little Whinning again.
Then one week in April of his senior year, Harry's life changed. No one saw it coming and the week certainly didn't start out that way. On Monday morning the school bus pulled up as usual. Harry sat in the back as always and was last off the bus after it arrived at school. He looked on as the students met up with their cliques and entered Little Whinning High School. As usual, Harry walked in alone. By the time the afternoon rolled around, Harry had given the day a B-. That's how he made it through his days, by assessing each of them and writing about his experiences in his journal. There, he could vent his spleen about his anger, his frustration, and his loneliness and sadness. Harry loved the end of the day, but he also dreaded it. That's because his last class of the day was the one that Harry hated the most...Phys Ed.
It was football day, which meant one of the teams would be "stuck" with Harry. He would never touch the ball, because no one on his team would ever pass it to him. But, on this particular Monday, Harry decided he would get the ball and shoot no matter where on the field he was. Unfortunately, Harry was on Draco's team. It was like having a nightmare, waking up, and realizing you were still in another nightmare.
The game began and midway through, Harry seized his moment. He ran up beside the net and stole the ball from Draco, his own teammate. He quickly shot the ball...and it went in. Harry began to celebrate until he realized everyone was laughing at him. He had shot the ball into the wrong team's net.
While most of his classmates laughed hysterically, Draco freaked out. "You're a dead man Potter. What kind of a fucking idiot are you?"
"It's just a game," was Harry's unfortunate reply.
"Oh yeah, well this is just my fist," Draco retorted. Thankfully for Harry's sake, the gym teacher stepped in just in time and told Draco to "Take a seat and cool off". But, the fuming Draco was not going to cool off. When class ended, everyone poured into the boys' locker room. It was always Harry's goal to change and get out of the locker room as quickly as he could. Since gym was the last class of the day, Harry skipped the showers at school for his own safety and would shower at home later. But, on this particular Monday, Harry wasn't fast enough.
Wearing just his underwear and about to put on his jeans, Harry was grabbed by Draco and a couple of his buddies. Harry kicked and punched, but the stronger boys pulled off his underwear, and tossed the completely naked Harry into the gym and locked the doors behind him.
"What the fuck?" screamed Daphne Greengrass. The head cheerleader was one of Harry's biggest tormentor's and Draco's girlfriend. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, you fucking pervert."
"Gross," added Tracy Davis, another cheerleader and Daphne's best friend.
"They threw me out of the locker room. I can't get back in," said Harry as he cupped his groin area with his hands and kept his back to the cheerleaders.
"I said get out here, you perv," Daphne shrieked. After a brief standoff, Daphne told Tracy to "Go get Mrs. Black", referring to the school's vice-principal.
"No, don't do that. I don't want any trouble."
"Well, you're already in trouble, Harry little dick." The two girls started chanting "Harry little dick" over and over again.
That's when something inside of Harry snapped. He dropped his hands to his sides and turned around and shouted, "I don't have a little dick." There hanging between his legs was a behemoth of a dick.
"Gross," yelled Tracy once again. But, Daphne's mouth was wide open, though no words escaped her lips. Her eyes were fixated on Harry's cock. "I'm going to get Mrs. Black," said Tracy and she ran out of the gymnasium.
"Quick, come with me," said Daphne. "We need to hide you." Harry stood his ground until Daphne ran to him and grabbed him by the wrist. "Let's go, she'll be here any second." She pulled Harry with her as she ran to the girls' locker room. Her eyes widened as she watched Harry's cock bounce and swing.
When the two got into the locker room, Daphne said, "Quick, get in the locker."
"No way, you're not doing that to me again," Harry replied.
"I won't lock you in. I promise." Harry's mind was made up for him when they heard Mrs. Black and Tracy approaching. Harry jumped in the locker and Daphne whispered to him, "Be very quiet."
Mrs. Black entered the locker room and looked around until she saw Daphne. "Miss Greengrass, where is he?"
"Where's who, Mrs. Black?"
"Harry Potter. Miss Davis said he was naked in the gym."
"What? Gross."
"So, where is he?"
"I haven't seen him. Believe me I wouldn't forget something as disgusting as that."
"Daphne what are you talking about?" queried Tracy. Daphne shot an unspoken look to her friend, who knew that meant she had better shut up.
"I don't know what Tracy saw, but I've been in here the whole time."
"Just great," said a skeptical Mrs. Black. "If he comes back, one of you girls come get me.
"Yes, ma'am," Daphne replied. When she was out of earshot and before Tracy could say anything, Daphne told her BFF to not say a word and go home. Tracy left without a protest. Daphne waited a few minutes to be sure Mrs. Black wasn't coming back and then opened the locker door.
"Okay Harry, come out of there."
"Thank you, but why of all people did you help me?"
Daphne pointed at Harry's cock and said, "Because of that. I've never seen anything like that."
Harry's cock started to expand from seeing Daphne gaze at it in wonder. Simultaneously, he grew more erect as Daphne's eyes opened wider. She finally grabbed the huge appendage with both hands and started licking the shaft and head as if it were the world's largest ice cream cone. It caused Harry's wonder cock to get thicker and redder. Daphne, sucked on his balls, put part of the head in her mouth and stroked it furiously. She was like a kid on Christmas morning. The difference being her lips were shiny with precum.
"I need to have this in me Harry. I need it now." The cheerleader discarded her cheer outfit, bra and panties and laid down on the bench in front of the locker. Harry's cock bobbed and dripped precum as he stared at the gorgeous Daphne lay splayed out before him. Though he was a virgin, Harry was a quick study, even when it came to sex. He had read several books on sexuality. Nervously, he slowly started to push the head of his cock past Daphne's outer lips. The further pushed into Daphne's vagina, the more she thrashed on the bench.
"Oh my God. It's so fucking big."
Worried he was hurting her, Harry stopped and asked, "Are you okay? I don't want to hurt you."
"It hurts, but in a good way...now keep going and fuck me hard," Daphne implored. Harry pushed on.
Daphne's pussy was incredibly tight and it took some time for her to adjust to the large invader entering her body. As he got further inside of her, Harry grabbed Daphne's by the ankles and raised her legs high up for support. And, then he pulled his cock back and slammed it forward.
"Oh shit, yes" Daphne pleaded. Though his cock was barely halfway inside her, Harry wasted no time and started pounding Daphne with his cock. Daphne was almost delirious from the fucking she was receiving. She was so turned on that when she played with her clit she brought herself to an orgasm in record time. And, that's when Draco showed up. Apparently, Tracy had her suspicions about Daphne and had ratted her out to Draco.
"You son of a bitch, what the fuck do you think you're doing with my girl?" an enraged and red-faced Draco screamed at Harry.
Fearing for his life, Harry jumped back, and in doing so, pulled his cock out of Daphne. That's when she spoke up.
"You see that cock. That's a real man, Draco. Now take your micro dick and get out of here, you asshole."
"What, but Daphne..."
"I said take your pygmy penis and get out." In a shocking display of emotion, Draco burst into tears and ran from the locker room. A stunned Harry stood frozen for a moment, before Daphne spoke calmly to him.
"It's okay, Harry. The asshole is out of here and will never bother you again. Now, put that big boy back in me and ram me again like it's your last day on earth." Harry snapped out of his of trance and reinserted his cock into Daphne's even wetter pussy. He wasted no time and started rapidly slamming his cock inside of her. Being a first-timer, Harry couldn't hold out long. Within a couple of minutes, he suddenly grunted and his cock unleashed several loads of cum inside of Daphne. Still in the midst of ejaculation, he continued to thrust not realizing his cock had popped out of Daphne's pussy. Soon, the cheer captain's stomach, tits, pubic hair, and face were splattered with cum.
Harry felt amazing. He was no longer a virgin and on top of that, he lost his virginity to one of the hottest and most popular girls in school. And, the pièce de résistance was Draco Malfoy was left in tears like the many times Harry had been.
A breathless, smiling Daphne sat up and said, "That was amazing, Harry. Fucking amazing. Your cock is amazing. There's so much cum. Holy shit." Then she grabbed a towel and started wiping herself off as best she could.
"That...that was my first time."
"Really? With me? That is so cool, I...," Daphne stopped abruptly when she heard a voice. "Oh shit, it's Mrs. Black," Daphne whispered. She grabbed her cheer outfit and bra and quickly ducked into a locker. Harry panicked, grabbed Daphne's forgotten panties and ran out of the girls' locker and back into the gym. He started to sprint towards the boys' locker room when he heard her.
"Hold it right there, young man." Harry turned his head to see Mrs. Black, the school's vice-principal. "Just what do you think...," Mrs. Black said before she saw Harry's penis draped over his hands and Daphne's panties in an attempt to hide his monster cock. "You...you...n...n...need," Mrs. Black sputtered. Harry turned beet red and quickly turned around to slip on Daphne's panties. It was a ridiculous fit. His ass was hanging out the back and even sideways, most of his cock was spilling out of the front.
His attempt at modesty gave Mrs. Black time to get some composure back. "Mr. Potter to my office, NOW! And, take my blazer." Mrs. Black looked away, but out of the corner of her eye she could see Harry's cock spilling out of the panties as he put the blazer around his waist.
Harry was grateful that it was late in the day and the school was relatively empty. Mrs. Black was happy about it too since her nipples were very erect and pushing the limits of her bra and blouse. The duo entered the VP's outer office where Ms. Tonks, the secretary to the principal and vice-principal, sat typing away on her computer. She raised her eyebrows as the partially clad student walked past her desk.
"Get in here and sit down," an angry Mrs. Black said. Harry sat down, which made his cock slip its way through the VP's blazer. Mrs. Black closed the door and then shut the blinds to her office as a more than curious Ms. Tonks craned her neck to see in.
Despite his best efforts otherwise, adrenaline and the situation started to stimulate Harry's cock. There was nothing he could do about it now. It didn't help that despite Mrs. Black's stern demeanor, her constant scowl and her apparent love of handing out detentions...everyone hated her...Mrs. Black was a smoke show. She had an hourglass figure that was kept hidden under her endless array of business suits. Her long black hair was usually up in a tight bun, as uptight as she seemingly was, and she had stunningly blue eyes. Many of the male students were driven to distraction by her tits and ass.
Mrs. Black, looking pensive, sat down and crossed her fingers. Her facial expression was serious, but her thoughts were anything but serious. My God, that's the biggest cock I've ever seen. I need to see it erect. I need to suck it, I need to fuck it, she thought to herself. Her body began to betray her as well. Her large nipples became erect and were clearly visible through her blouse. She could feel a growing dampness between her legs. She began to question Harry in attempt to maintain her composure.
"Harry something tells me you weren't running around naked of your own accord, but why were you in the girls' locker room?" Waiting for Harry to answer, Mrs. Black's eyes peered over the top of her desk and saw what looked like a cobra coming out of a basket. Daphne's panties and Mrs. Black's blazer didn't stand a chance in keeping Harry's dick at bay. Harry saw where Mrs. Black was staring, which only made his cock start to grow more. After a few moments, Mrs. Black said, "Harry, I asked you a question."
Harry had been stalling for some time. He didn't want to betray Daphne, so he just started saying whatever he could think of. "I couldn't get back in to the boys' locker room, so I just ran into the girls' locker room to hide."
"Hide until what?"
"Until I could get back into the boys' locker room so I could get my clothes."
"And, so you just decided at that moment was a good time to try? And, where did you get the women's underwear?"
"I heard you coming and I just panicked. I saw the panties lying on the bench and grabbed them in the hopes I could cover myself up somewhat."
"Well I have one guess on who is responsible for you ending up this way and they will be dealt with severely. I know you've been told that by Principal Dumbledore, but unlike him, I don't kowtow to the football team. That being said, Harry you can't go running into the girls' locker room like...like that."
"Well what would you do? I mean look at me." In that moment, Harry suddenly found courage and daring, and stood up. His semi-erect penis stood out boldly in front of him as Mrs. Black's blazer fell to the floor.
"Harry. What the hell do you think you are doing?" Mrs. Black tried to maintain her focus, but it was gone. "Harry...Oh God, that thing is huge. How big is it?"
"I don't honestly know. I never measured it." It was one of the few things in life that Harry didn't have an answer to.
Mrs. Black opened her desk drawer and took out a tape measure. "Let's see if we can figure this out. Give me my blazer and lose the panties." She walked around her desk and knelt down. She placed one end of the tape into Harry's pubic bone and held the other end at the tip of his cock. "A little over 8-1/2 inches, but you're not fully erect." Her words and the feel of her breath on his cock aroused Harry and his penis even further.
"9 inches...10 inches...11 inches...Oh, my God, it's still growing. 12 inches...12 1/2 inches. Holy shit, I've never seen a cock so big! Let's see how thick it is." Mrs. Black started to wrap the tape measure around Harry's cock, but the giant penis started twitching up and down. Mrs. Black couldn't take it anymore. She dropped the tape measure and grabbed Harry's swollen cock in her right hand...and then with her left hand as well. She started stroking it up and down, then she twisted it in her hands, and licked the large mushroom head. She purred as she lapped up the large amount of precum that had seeped out.
"I need this in me NOW, Harry!" Mrs. Black got up, let her hair down out of its confining bun, and quickly removed her skirt and panties. It was clear that her pussy was already very wet. Mrs. Black rubbed the head of Harry's cock against her outer lips, mixing her initial dampness with his precum. "Put that beautiful thing in me, Harry. And, hurry."
Harry, no longer a virgin as of 20 minutes ago, started to push the head slowly past Mrs. Black's pussy lips. "Ohhhhhh. Harry, don't hesitate. Give it to me." Inch by inch, Harry's cock quickly disappeared inside of his vice-principal. Unlike Daphne, Mrs. Black's pussy seemed to be swallowing up his cock as if there was a hand on the inside pulling it in. He was a quarter of the way inside her. Then halfway, and finally more than three-quarters of his cock was inside of her when he was as far as he could go.
"Fuck, yes. Now fuck me, Harry. Fuck me with that fucking hammer," Mrs. Black demanded. Harry started to slowly thrust back and forth while Mrs. Black wriggled beneath him. "Yes, yes...fill me with that rod." Mrs. Black no longer cared if anyone could hear her. They could have heard her in the next county. She gripped the sides of her desk as Harry started thrusting his cock harder and faster into her. It looked as if any moment, he might drive Mrs. Black right off her desk.
Suddenly, the inner animal in Harry came out and he ripped open Mrs. Black's blouse and said, "Give me those tits."
"Oh, fuck yes, Harry. They're yours." Mrs. Black yanked her bra up, revealing her gorgeous perfectly shaped large tits. Harry grabbed hold of them and squeezed, using them to steady himself as he rammed his cock harder and harder into Mrs. Black. The vice-principal's eyes were nearly in the back of her head from the pleasure she was receiving and the multiple orgasms she was having. She had never experienced anything so massive in her body before. Harry grabbed he nipples and pulled them towards him, stretching them to their max.
Finally, Harry starting grunting and breathing heavily. "Flood me with your cum, Harry," squealed Mrs. Black and Harry obliged, unleashing a torrent of ejaculate inside of Mrs. Black's walls. Even when he thought he was done cumming and pulled out of her, his cock shot three or four more large ropes of cum on Mrs. Black's tits and stomach. She quickly grabbed her breasts in her hand and lapped up the cum from her nipples and the valley between her tits.
It took a few minutes before Mrs. Black could get back up on her feet. She was quite wobbly like a well-fucked rag doll. Breathlessly, she said, "I have something for you Harry. I think they'll fit until you can get your clothes from the locker room. I was supposed to go to the gym later, but I think I've had my workout for the day." Mrs. Black reached in her gym bag and pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. The shorts proved to be a little snug, but they looked a hell of a lot better on Harry than Daphne's panties. Mrs. Black then used her gym towel to wipe the large among of cum off her body and to catch the cum that was flowing out of her pussy.
"Here's my card, Harry. You call me if you need anything, and I mean ANYTHING. And, when were alone you can call me Bellatrix or Bella. I'll have Ms. Tonks drive you home. Have a good night. Oh, and more one thing. She grabbed Harry and pulled his mouth to hers, seeking his tongue with hers. She kissed with such force she nearly broke him in half. She finally, broke from the embrace, gave his cock one more good squeeze, and said, "Good night again, Harry." It was the first time Harry had ever seen Mrs. Black smile.
"Good night Mrs. Black."
"It's Bellatrix in here, remember.
"Yes; good night Bella." Mrs. Black got on her intercom and asked Ms. Tonks to drive Harry home. She thought she could hear Ms. Tonks snicker as she instructed her what to do."
Harry changed into his own clothes and gave Mrs. Black's shorts and t-shirt to Ms. Tonks to return to her. The awkward silence was almost deafening in the car ride home until the straight-laced Ms. Tonks made a left-turn when she should have gone straight."
"Um, my house was that way ma'am."
"I know Harry. We have to make a stop first."
"Where?"
"At my house. You didn't think I could hear the vice-principal and you? It's my turn to have that king cock." For emphasis, Ms. Tonks reached across the seat and grabbed hold of the cock in question through Harry's jeans and squeezed. His eyes opened wide and his cock started growing again in response. Ms. Tonks seemed like such a sweet, quiet girl. Even though she had pink hair, she dressed very conservatively and he had never heard a word from her lips stronger than darn. He guessed she was only a couple years older than him. He remained silent for lack of anything to say.
They drove down a long tree street with modest looking houses on each side. The car traveled on for another 10 minutes, until Ms. Tonks made a left turn into a small private street. 100 yards later they pulled up to a beautiful two-story craftsman style home...with Ms. Tonks still grasping Harry's cock.
The landscaping around Ms. Tonks' house was lovely. There were lilies, irises, poppies, and some other plants Harry couldn't identify. The lawn was perfectly manicured, and there were brightly colored pavers that led to the front door. Harry took it all in as he and his raging hardon followed the school administrator to the front door. Once inside, Harry marveled at the antique furniture that populated inside of the house. It went well with the tile flooring and choice of paint colors on the walls. Ms. Tonks was a conundrum to figure out, but Harry hadn't seen anything yet.
"Follow me, Harry," Ms. Tonks said and motioned with her finger. The duo went down a flight of stairs to a finished basement. Harry had already had several shocks and surprises on the day, but seeing a plethora of marijuana growing was one even he wasn't ready for.
"It's all about the hydroponics, Harry. These beauties help make up for the shitty salary the school board pays me." Ms. Tonks grabbed a pre-rolled joint laying on one of the tables and lit it up. She took a long drag on it and slowly inhaled; a smile crossed her face. This is some good, shit." She held it out to Harry and motioned with her head to go ahead.
"Oh, um, no thanks Ms. Tonks...I'm …trying to cut back."
"Suit yourself Harry. Besides, I don't want anything affecting that cock of yours. Come on, let's go upstairs." Once again, Harry dutifully followed her as he had with Daphne and Bellatrix. When they got up to her bedroom, Harry immediately noticed the mirror on the ceiling and on one of the walls.
Without a second thought, Ms. Tonks started undressing. She started by removing her blouse, revealing her absolutely gorgeous tits, they were topped by large areolas and huge erect nipples.
Needless to say, Harry's cock was straining to be released. He started to undo his pants, but Ms. Tonks said, "Not yet." She removed her skirt next to reveal a pair of bright red crotchless panties and her bald pussy. Lastly, she removed her panty hose and shoes. She went into her bathroom and closet and came out wearing a pair of matching red stilettos and the same color red graced now her thicker looking lips. She slid on to her bed and said, "Eat me now, Harry. Get me good and wet for your cock."
"Yes, ma'am." Harry didn't really know what to do, and that quickly became evident to Ms. Tonks. But, she patiently instructed him how to use his tongue and fingers on her outer lips, her clit, and inside her moist pussy.
"Harry, I know you've taken AP Biology and Anatomy so you know what each of the parts is down there. Now it's just a matter of knowing how to manipulate all of the parts just right. Take your fingers and pull back the folds of my labia. That a boy. Now locate the hood of my clitoris. Yes, that's it and right underneath it is my...ohhhhh, yes you ARE a very good student. Oh my, Harry. Yes, use your tongue on my lips while you keep manipulating...ohhh...your finger on my, on my, oh God, on my clit."
Harry was a fast learner in everything he did. His brain just worked that way and at the moment his synapses were firing on all cylinders. His tongue and fingers worked Ms. Tonks' sex as if he had 20 years of experience. Ms. Tonks nearly levitated off the bed when Harry jammed two fingers inside of her and started thrusting them at lightning speed while his tongue expertly toyed with her clit. Ms. Tonks arched her back as lightning jolted through her body. Harry used the opportunity to grab, pinch, and twist Ms. Tonks right nipple.
"Holy shit. Yes, yes. Squeeze it harder. Fuckkkkkkk.," Ms. Tonks screamed as an intense orgasmed shook her to the core. Harry heard something once in an 'R' rated movie and decided there couldn't possibly better time than now to try it. With his index and middle finger continued to ram Ms. Tonks' pussy, he slipped his ring finger into Ms. Tonks ass. They don't call it "The Shocker" for nothing. Ms. Tonks bolted straight and a gush of fluid shot out of her vagina and across Harry's face.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuuucckkkkkk," Ms. Tonks screamed and more of her jizz squirted Harry's face and chest. She collapsed backwards on to the bed, and pleaded, "Stop, stop. Please, Harry. Oh my God, young man...I have never cum that hard in my life. Holy shit. You're amazing."
Harry blushed and said, "Thank you, Ms. Tonks."
"No, no, no Harry. There's no Ms. Tonks here. It's Nymphadora whenever you're here and you will be here again…I hope you enjoy your time with your little Nymph, I do not let anyone else use that name." Nymphadora's breasts heaved up and down as she got her breath back. After a few minutes, she looked over at her wall clock. "Oh, look at the time; we need to get you home soon, but first..." Nymphadora pushed Harry down on the bed and short order had his cock released from its clothed constraints. He watched in amazement as her mouth took in the head of his cock and continued downward like an anaconda eating its prey. Only he had the anaconda and Nymphadora was the one doing the feasting. Harry's eyes were wide with amazement as more and more of his cock disappeared into Nymphadora's mouth and throat with relative ease until his entire cock was inside of her mouth and throat.
She wasted no time getting him off. Her right hand grabbed the bottom of his shaft and moved upward as her mouth moved downward. Harry's cock was being aroused throughout and he could feel the tingling sensation that meant he was about to have an orgasm of his own. Nymphadora knew it and concentrated higher up on his cock while she grabbed Harry's shaft with both hands. She felt it start to bulge and then the volcanic eruption of cum exploded in her mouth and down her throat. She expertly swallowed and swallowed. Barely a drop escaped her lips as Harry came for the third time on the day, still producing a copious amount of thick white jizz in the process.
Emptied out, it was his turn to collapse on the bed, breathing heavily and sweating.
"Thank you for my appetizer tonight, Harry," Nymphadora said. Now get dressed while I go get ready to take you home. Five minutes later, Nymphadora re-appeared as the conservative Ms. Tonks and drove Harry home. She called Harry's Mom on the way to apologize for running late. It seems that Harry was rather upset about what happened at school today, so they pulled into a church parking lot to talk. "The students like to confide in me," she told Mrs. Lewis. "They think of me as their aunt or something." Harry's mother was very appreciative for the kindness Ms. Tonks had shown her son.
Mrs. Lewis greeted them at the car as they pulled up and thanked the kind older woman for being so caring about her son. Harry took a peak back at the car as he and his mother walked to the front door of their house. He couldn't help but smirk when Ms. Tonks seductively licked her lips.
As he went to bed that night, Harry stared at the ceiling, amazed at what had happened on that very Monday. He wondered what Tuesday had in store for him. He rolled over and for the first time years, he quickly fell asleep and with a smile on his face.
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