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Harry Helps Daphne	By : ProfessorQuill Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 24277 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Harry Helps Daphne

Chapter 2

“Lay back.” he told her quietly.

Daphne scooted back so she was completely on the bed and laid back, with her head on the pillows. Harry crawled up on the bed and over the top of her. Supporting his weight on his hands and knees, he kissed her on the lips quickly, but passionately, before moving down to her neck. He trailed kisses down her neck, passed her collarbone, and paused at her breasts. Cupping her right breast, he dipped head down to press several kisses around the nipple of the left one, before finally taking it into his mouth and gently sucking on it. Daphne moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. With the hand that was cupping and massaging her right breast, he ran the back of his nail on his index finger over her hardened nipple, before switching his mouth over to the right one, while his hand cupped the left. As he took her other nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, he took the hardened nipple of her left breast and gave it sudden, firm pinch.

Daphne gasped and arched her back, her hands tightening in his hair, and pulled his head hard against her chest. As her body relaxed back on to the bed, she let out a sensuous moan that had him throbbing in his boxers. Regrettably, Harry left her breasts and continued down, trailing light kisses and gentle sucks down her toned stomach to the waist band of her panties. Grabbing the sides of her panties, he could already smell the musky scent of her arousal. Looking up at her, he placed a kiss on her mound over her panties, and started to tug them down her legs. She lifted her hips to help him, and he slid the lacy black material down her smooth, toned legs, throwing them to the floor when they were off.

Starting at her calves, Harry began kissing his way up the inside of her smooth legs, while his hands slid up the outside. Daphne’s legs slowly parted for him as he worked his way up, until he reached her smooth, hairless mound, with taught, closed lips. With a leg over each of his shoulders, he laid on his stomach and began pressing kisses around her pussy as her hands again threaded through his hair, gently massaging his scalp. Harry extended his tongue, and slowly ran it between her lips, starting at the bottom and moving all the way to the top, stopping just short of her clit. Her hands tightened in his hair as he stopped, lightly pulling him forward, but he pulled back and moved back down to the bottom of her lips. He extended his tongue and pushed it between her lips, this time pushing it in deeper, and again lick all the way back to the top, stopping just short of her clit. This time, he didn’t ignore it, but placed a brief, gentle kiss over top of it. Daphne bucked her hips up, and pulled him forward lightly again, trying to prolong the contact.

“Harry.”

Harry was planning to tease her a bit more, but her needy, sexy whine set him throbbing in his shorts. Sticking his tongue out again, he licked up to the top of her lips, and flicked it along the bottom of the hood covering her clit. She moaned again, wrapping her long legs around his head. Harry looked up to see her laying back with her eyes closed, one hand in his hair, and the other was groping one of her breasts roughly. Opening his mouth, he wrapped his lips over the top of her mound, and swirled his tongue around her clit. Suddenly, he pulled his mouth off of her, spread her lips with his fingers, and blew cool air over her warm, wet clit. Daphne whined, her back arching up off of the bed. Closing his mouth back over her pussy, his tongue lashed against her clit in a suddenly, moving quickly left, right, up and down, in an unpredictable pattern.

“Fuck!” Daphne yelled.

Her hips bucked against his face, her legs tightened around his head, and her hands gripped his hair. Harry could feel her juices spilling down his chin, as her breathing became fast and harsh. With one last, hard suck, she tipped over the edge.

“Oh FUCK! HARRY!” she screamed.

With her hands fisted tightly in his hair, pulling his face tightly, almost painfully, against her pussy, and her legs locked around his head, Daphne came hard. Harry stopped lashing her clit so hard, and went back to gently swirling his tongue around her clit as her body started to calm down. A few moments later, her body relaxed onto the bed, and her hands and legs released him from his enjoyable imprisonment. Giving her pussy one last kiss, which caused her to twitch, he moved from between her legs, stood up, and removed his boxers. Harry’s rock-hard cock bounced as it was finally released, coming to rest standing straight out from his body. Looking down at Daphne, her arm was laid over her face, and she was breathing harshly, her breasts jiggling with the movement.

“Need a break?” he asked with a smug smile.

“Uh-huh” she mumbled.

Harry climbed back on to the bed and laid on his side next to her, his erection resting on her hip. He put his hand on her stomach, and began to caress his way up to her breasts, unable to resist their enticing movement. Gradually, her breathing started to even out, and she removed her arm from covering her face, her eyes still closed. He made a mental note to himself to find a way to thank Katie for teaching him how to please a girl with his tongue.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I just need a minute.” she said, turning her head and opening her eyes to look at him.

He smiled at her, raised his hand to caress her cheek, and then leaned down to give her a brief, passionate kiss. Pulling back, his hand drifted right back down to her breast, and began to massage it again.

“Having fun?” she asked with a smirk.

“Yup.” he answered with an unrepentant grin.

Daphne gave a tired giggle, her eyes trailing down his body. When her eyes reached his cock, she bit her lip in an expression Harry was coming to learn meant she was nervous. He thought she looked incredibly sexy when she did that. Her hand reached out, and she lightly ran her fingers along his shaft. His cock twitched at her touch, precum leaked out of the tip and smeared against her hip. Opening her hand, she wrapped her fingers lightly around the base of his cock and gently started to move her hand back and forth. Harry groaned as his aching cock finally got some attention.

“Do you want to go on top,” he asked, “so you can control the pace?”

“Do you think that would be better?” She asked.

“I think it would be easier for you.” He told her.

Daphne bit her lip, and continued to lightly stroke his cock as she thought about it. For several moment, they stayed as they were in a comfortable silence. Eventually, she spoke up.

“Okay, I think I’m ready.” she said.

Harry gave her breast one more squeeze, kissed her on the lips, and then moved so that he was laying on his back. Daphne sat up, and threw he leg over him, straddling his waist. She lifted herself up, grabbed his cock, and bit her lip as she started to line him up with her pussy. He grabbed her by the hips and held her still for a moment.

“Are you sure, Daphne?” he asked. “You know, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

Harry hated himself for asking her, but he felt like he needed to give her a chance to change her mind if she wanted to. As much as he wanted to continue, he didn’t want her to regret doing this later. He needn’t have worried though, as she smiled at him.

“I’m sure.” she told him.

She leaned over him, her breasts pressing into his chest, and kissed him deeply for a long moment. Pulling back, she smiled at him again, and he smiled back, before she reached down to line him up again. Rubbing his head against her slit to get him wet, she placed him at her entrance and slowly sank down on to his cock. She pushed down hard and groaned when his head popped in.

“Merlin you’re big.” she admitted.

Harry moved his right hand from her hip, press the pad of his thumb just above her clit and started moving it around in circles. Daphne lifted herself up, then pushed back down on him, sliding down an inch further. Harry groaned at the feeling of the tight wet heat surrounding the head of his cock. Up and down she moved, gradually taking more and more of him with each decent, while he continued to stimulate her clit. Finally, she managed to take all of him, her pelvis coming to rest against his. Harry closed his eyes to savor the incredible feeling of being fully encased in her incredibly tight pussy. Opening his eyes, her saw that she too had closed her eyes, although she seemed to be taking the time to adjust to having him inside of her. Her breasts bounced with each heavy breath that she took, and a light sheen of sweat covered her forehead. Harry sat up, careful not to move too quickly and jostle her. He gently wiped the sweat from her brow, caressed her cheek, and gave her a kiss. She opened her eyes to look at him as he pulled away.

“Take your time.” he told her.

“Mh-hmm.” she mumbled with a nod.

Harry laid back down, pulling her hand to guide her down with him. As she moved to lay down on top of him, the change in position caused her clit to rub against his pelvic bone, and drew a moan, this time of pleasure, from Daphne. Drawing her into a kiss, he slid the fingers of one hand lightly up and down her spine, while the other gripped the firm, round cheek of her bum. As they continued to kiss, she ground herself down on to him, and he occasionally flexed his cock inside of her. Once she was ready, Daphne pushed herself back up, put her hands on his chest to steady herself, and started to move.

Awkward and unsteady at first, she soon found a rhythm that worked for her, moving slowly up a couple of inches, then dropping back down quickly and grinding herself against him, before moving back up again. She was letting out long, low moans as she moved, her large, perky breasts bouncing hypnotically with every movement. Harry left one hand on her hip as the other reached up, groping her breast, and gently pinching her nipple on occasion. Daphne’s movement increased, now rising half way up his cock, before dropping back down on him.

“Fuck!” Harry cursed, as he began to thrust his hips up at her each time she dropped down on to him.

There was now a loud, wet smacking noise every time their hips met. Daphne’s low moans turned into short, sharp grunts, and she tightened even more around him. Her movements grew shorter, but faster, and she ground herself against him harder. Thrusting up into her harder, he reached up with both hands and grabbed her breasts roughly, though not painfully. He used them like handles to hold on to her as her movements became erratic, her body on the verge of coming undone as her pussy started to pulse around him. Pinching her nipples firmly seemed to be all she could take. Daphne’s back arched, he could feel her pussy spasm around his cock, and she stopped moving up and down in favor of pushing him as deep as possible while grinding her clit back and forth against him.

“HARRY!” she screamed, with her head thrown back.

Daphne let out cute, short little grunts as she came, her pussy and abs spasming as she shook on top of him, her breathing sharp and short. Finally, her body relaxed, and she collapsed bonelessly on top of him, still twitching and breathing heavily.

Harry hadn’t cum though, and he was desperate to finish. Wrapping his arms around her, he quickly rolled them both over, pushed himself up on his arms, and started to thrust into her quickly and harshly.

“Oh fuck!” Daphne yelled.

She lay on her back, eyes closed, nails digging into his back, as her entire body lurched with each hard thrust from Harry.

“I’m gonna cum.” He huffed out in warning.

“I’m on the potion.” She told him, opening her eyes.

Roughly grabbing handfuls of his hair, she pulled him down for a desperate kiss, forcing him to drop down onto his elbows, still thrusting wildly as he neared his end. Growling into her mouth, Harry buried him cock as deeply as he could inside of her as he came. With each pulse he pushed himself against her roughly, grunting with each shot. When he was finally finished with what was the biggest orgasm of his life, he pulled away from her, sucking in deep breaths of air, and collapsed to the side of her. Rolling over on to his back, Harry opened his arms in invitation. With a groan, Daphne rolled over to him, laid her head on his chest, and draped an arm and a leg over his body. As their sweaty bodies began to cool, he summoned the sheets from the end of the bed, and covered them up with it. Wrapping his arms around her, he placed a kiss on the top of her head and closed his eyes to rest.

“Harry?” Daphne called quietly.

“Hm?” He hummed in question, opening his eyes to see her looking up at him.

“Thank you.” She said, raising herself up to kiss him gently on the lips.

“Anytime.” He assured her, with a smile.

She settled herself back down on top of him, and Harry held her as they both drifted off to sleep.

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