Morphing Desire | By : zood Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 34198 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Harry was in his bed clearing his
mind as he had become accustomed to doing for the last month. He tried to close
his mind and think of thinking of nothing. Then he drifted away into sleep.
It was warm. Harry could feel the sunshine on his face. He could feel that
he was lying on hot, soft sand and the wind softly stroked his skin. He tried
to open his eyes, but couldn’t. He was obviously blindfolded and tried to
remove it, but only discovered that his hands were bound to something above his
head. Now he could feel a breath near his face…a sweet breath. Something he
wanted to inhale very deep, something he wanted to make part of himself.
The breath grew closer and closer and then he felt a pair of lips
touching his own. He opened his mouth to suck whatever it was in, to have this
feeling forever inside of him. Now he felt a tongue enter his mouth, exploring,
massaging his own and he did the same in return.
The kiss lasted several minutes. While they were kissing, he felt his
shirt ripped away. When the kiss was over, he felt a weight on his body and
then something soft on his mouth. He opened his mouth and with his tongue he
recognized a smooth, salty, wet skin and then something a little harder…a
nipple. He sucked and nibbled it softly and then it was replaced by the other
breast. He could feel two hands exploring his body. His pants where ripped away
and he could feel his penis growing under the soft touch of someone’s hands.
He could feel a tongue licking and comforting his balls and then a mouth
sucking them in, while a hand stroked his love stick, driving him crazy.
He could feel something rubbed onto his skin, feeling indescribably. He
could feel something licking his chest, and then he felt his penis enter
something of incredible pleasure, something indescribable and he heard in a
moaning voice “Oh, Harry!”
…and then he woke from the shock. It
was Ginny’s voice.
For the next minutes Harry debated
going to the bathroom for a cold shower. When he finally screwed up his courage
and went to the bathroom, he was greeted by soft moans. Ginny was obviously
masturbating in the bathroom again. Slowly, Harry went back to his bed. He
decided that now was not the time for a cold shower. Could it be a coincidence
that every time he dreamed of having sex with Ginny (or more accurately dreamed
of beginning to have sex with her), he found her masturbating in the bathroom
afterwards? Lying on his bed, he drifted off to sleep again.
Slow music was playing from somewhere across the room. Harry lay in a
bed beside Luna Lovegood, in a dark colored room with torches on the walls and
candles on the bedside tables. “Hello Harry, wanna have some fun?”
He leaned over her and gave her a deep, dirty kiss. Then, he began
slowly to undress and heard “I take this as a yes”. Harry stood on the bed and
began to do a very slow striptease, moving his body to the rhythm of the music.
He unzipped his jeans and opened his belt and slowly let the jeans glide
down his legs and stepped out of them. She grabbed his socks removing them as he
stepped back. Harry lifted his shirt slowly, pulling it off and tossing it to her.
He watched as she took it to her face and inhale deeply before placing it aside.
She watched in anticipation, when he put his hands into his pants. He
touched his dick playfully, while lowering his pants. When his pants reached the
bed, she grabbed for them while Harry danced completely naked on the bed. She smiled
lasciviously and breathed “Lie down! Now, it’s my turn.”
Harry lay on the bed while Luna stood over him moving her hips to the
music. She wore short, red skirt and he could see her slip. Luna pulled off her
shirt and threw it on his face. He inhaled deeply to smell her scent and wanted
more, feeling his desire grow. He felt his penis growing. Removing the shirt
from his face, he watched her lowering her skirt. Her skirt covered his mouth
and nose as he watched her playing with her breasts before her bra fell. Luna
then picked up Harry’s shorts and pushed them under her slip. She pushed
further and it seemed that she was pushing them deep into her pussy. Her slip
then slid down her legs and after removing it, she spread her legs and stood
above his face slightly moving to the music. He could see inside her. He could
see his shorts inside of her. He removed her skirt from his face as she slowly
pulled his pants out of her pussy, while slowly beginning to sit down on him
still gyrating to the beat. She threw the shorts away and her pussy was now nearly
touching his mouth. When he was about to enter her with his tongue, she backed
away.
He was burning with desire and lust, driving him crazy. He wanted to own
her, to feel her, to enter her, to be inside of her, to be part of her, to melt
to one with her.
He felt her kissing, licking and nibbling his chest. While her mouth
slowly moved down, he felt her breasts rubbing on his skin. He felt her hard
nipples tickling him softly. She began circling her tongue around his penis and
it stiffened to its maximum size. She was licking his balls and then up his
penis, while her hands grabbed his balls. He felt his penis sucked into her
mouth. He felt her tongue comforting it. He began to moan from the incredible
pleasure he was feeling..
He woke up.
“Damn, why do I always wake up when
the best part is going to start?”
He was looking down his body; his
erection was troubling him. How could he sleep with the pressure in his pants?
He lay back and tried his Occlumency exercises, drifting back to sleep.
Harry was in his bed, when he heard the door open. In the frame stood a
tall woman with long blond hair, whom Harry didn’t recognize. She wore a thin,
nearly transparent nightgown which accentuated her big breasts. She had full
red lips and dark blue eyes. She was gorgeous.
“Hello Harry, do you like what you see?”
When Harry heard her soft, seductive voice, he recognized her. “Tonks!”
“Today, I’ll make you a man.”
She approached Harry’s bed, ripping off her gown. A very naked Tonks
climbed into Harry’s bed before ripping off his clothes. She began stroking his
dick playfully, while looking deeply into his eyes.
All thoughts vanished from Harry’s mind. Nothing mattered but Tonks. He
was completely paralyzed. He barely recognized his dick growing. His eyed were
focused on hers. She leaned forward and her tits were touching his chest. He
opened his mouth wanting to taste her, to lick her skin. He tried to reach her
breasts with his mouth, but was intercepted by a pair of lips covering his.
When their tongues met, the kiss was indescribable. Time stood still.
Harry couldn’t tell whether the kiss lasted only second, hours or even days. It
was passionate and yet so meaningful. It was demanding and honest. If was full
of lust and love. It was perfect. Nothing else mattered, and then it was over.
The kiss could’ve lasted an eternity and still be too short.
Tonks began to sit down on him. She softly guided his dick and Harry felt
himself entering her feeling even more pleasure than the kiss. He was sliding deep
inside of her. They booth released a soft moan and she began moving her body.
Harry could see her tits sway with the rhythm of her body.
He wanted to be deeper inside of her and with a soft moan…
He woke up.
“Whew, that was great!” whispered
Harry to no one in particular. He was definitely in need of a cold shower. He
went to the bathroom, took off his clothes and started to wash away the sweat,
lust, and erection away. Suddenly, he had a feeling as though he was being
watched. He looked around the bathroom, but couldn’t see anyone. After drying
himself, he went back to his bed hoping to finally get some sleep, but
subconsciously also hoping to drift back to the dream he just woke from.
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