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A/N: Warning:
Slight bit of femmslash. Also threesome, unrelated.
Chapter 4 – Two +
One = Free
The next day, Cho’s body was aching for release as if she
hadn’t had sex, no, was raped the day before, and she hadn’t masturbated that
night. But the pretty Ravenclaw refused
to satisfy her own needs that day. The
fortitude with that statement didn’t last very long. Cho had to promise herself she would in
Potions when she felt it uncomfortable to sit, not just because she was wet all
day, which she was, and not because it was the first day she had made a
conscious effort to not wear any panties, but it was because her feminine folds
were swollen with desire.
But as much as she ached for it, the raven-haired girl was
still angry when she was grabbed in the hallway before dinner. A hand had covered her mouth, and a material
had flown over her body causing her to disappear from sight. The group of students that had been walking
only twelve feet in front of her, hadn’t even noticed
her sudden disappearance.
A strong arm wrapped around her chest and both arms pulled
her into an open classroom door. Cho
stomped hard on the foot she was sure to be Harry’s when the door closed and
locked behind them. “AHH!”
Harry shouted and released her. “DAMN
IT!”
But that bit of pain wasn’t enough for him, Cho was livid,
at him or herself, she wasn’t sure. Her
wand was out and a white light hit Harry in the chest, sending him across the
classroom. As he lay moaning on the
floor, Cho was still unsatisfied in more ways then one. With another flick of her wrist, a chair
levitated and came flying at Harry. But unfortunately for the Ravenclaw, the
Gryffindor Hero was quick, and with a flick of his wrist, the chair obliterated
into a million pieces. As the bit of wood
and metal showered over Cho, she put her hands over her face. When she removed them, Harry was on his feet
headed straight toward her, wand in hand.
Quickly, she shot a yellow light at him, but he blocked it with
ease. The green in his eyes were
flashing red with anger, but this didn’t scare Cho. She tried another spell and it made contact
with his legs, sending him into a fitful jig.
But the Jelly-Leg jinx didn’t stop Harry from aiming another spell at
her.
“Levicorpus!” he shouted and the
pretty Ravenclaw lifted upside down into the air. As she screamed, startled at her sudden
flight, Harry took the curse off himself.
He walked until he was underneath her head, her long raven hair dangling
in front of him. Harry touched it softly
with a sinister smile on his face, then lifted several
strands to his nose to smell it. “Mmmm, smells good, or is that…” he began and backed away
from her hair to take a further look up her body. Cho’s chestnut eyes lit with anger, narrowed
further as she wondered what he was looking at.
Then it dawned on her that she was wearing a skirt that day, and no
underwear. “Reckon your defense this
time around was to make me cum at the sight of your panty-less snatch, was it?”
Cho’s face was red from embarrassment but she knew he couldn’t
tell since all the blood was rushing to her head from that position. “Shut your filthy mouth!” she shouted
defiantly, and shot a spell at him.
Harry blocked it with ease.
“Have a filthy mouth, do I?” he asked, after which he
flicked his wand, disarming her. “Well
let’s just see what dirty mouths can get up too, Miss Chang.” Wand raised to her once more, Harry guided
the floating beauty to the desks. He
lowered his wand causing her to lower as well until she was lying on her back
on one of the desks. Cho kicked her feet
at him and tried to sit up once she felt the wood on her back, but with another
flick of his wand, her wrists and ankles were bound to the desk.
Both sets of appendages were spread open and Cho watched
Harry walk up between her legs. He
tucked his wand away as he smiled down at her on the desk. The feel of his hands on her knees made her
angry, but when his lightly callous hands slid up her thighs, chills of some
kind went up her spine. He slowly pushed
her skirt back up around her waist and placed his hands back on her lifted
knees as he looked down at her wet and swollen folds. Cho bit her lip as she felt his finger slid
up perineum, over her hole, through her folds and across her clit. Harry looked at his finger and smiled at
her. “So wet already,” he said, his voice heavy with lust. Cho just stared him defiantly, but when he
slid his finger into his own mouth to taste her, moaning in enjoyment, she was
sure she had become even wetter. And
soon Harry was sure to see just how wet she had become as he pulled up a chair
between her legs like before and took a seat.
Cho almost wished her head was hanging off the side of the desk like
before, because she still had a hard time shaking the image of Harry lapping up
her insides out of her head. And she
knew considering how good it felt before, she wouldn’t
have any choice but to watch him eat her out.
And so she did. Every
part of her body seemed to go into a spasm at Harry’s first lick of her
clit. As he began to lick, suck, and
flick his tongue on the tip of it in turn, Cho opened her mouth and let every
sound, moan, and trapped air out. When
Harry’s tongue began the process of taking long, slow licks from her ass hole
to her clit over and over again, Cho called to the higher power. But when his tongue began fucking her hole
while fingering her clit with one hand and teasing her sphincter with the
other, words, air, moans, could not expel from Cho’s gaping mouth. Her head was back and her eyes were closed as
her body was in another world again; it was too much pleasure to take at once.
But as she felt the stirring of the inevitable, much needed,
orgasm approaching, everything thing suddenly stopped.
However, before Cho could open her eyes to see what had
caused the interruption of her desperately needed release, she was suddenly
filled to capacity with his hot, throbbing dick. Cho’s eyes did shoot open as she watched
Harry standing now between her legs, pumping himself
without abandon inside her. With a flick
of wand, her ankle binds were released and Cho soon found her legs opened wider
and one resting on Harry’s shoulder.
There had been a few times that she thought it couldn’t feel
any better than it had at whatever moment, but Cho knew she had been
wrong. What she was experiencing at that
moment had to be the best sexual sensation she had ever, would ever have. His eating her was blissful enough, but when
she was on the brink of an orgasm and then he suddenly filled her with his
hardness, Cho’s body was in some part of Heaven she wasn’t even sure God knew
about.
In her part of Heaven, Cho couldn’t hear Harry’s pelvis
smacking against her body. She couldn’t
hear his yells of appreciation of how good she felt. Nor could she feel his opened mouthed,
breathy kisses to her calf near his head.
But her orgasm, she felt rocket through her body. His orgasm, she felt as he exploded inside
her. And his exhausted body landing on
top of her, she felt as well. Finally,
nothing could be heard again except the desperate need for air.
“So…” began Harry, breathing heavily as he lifted his head
from her heaving chest, “have I…done…what…you’ve…asked…no…demanded…of me?”
Cho was too far gone to try to figure out what he was
talking about. “Wh-what…to…leave
me…alone? No, you…haven’t.”
“No, Love,” Harry corrected her as he sat up on his forearms
and smiled down at her. “Have I made you
cum as you requested, to say the least, yesterday?”
Cho narrowed her eyes at the green ones above her. “Go to hell, Harry!”
Harry’s smile disappeared.
“Other than the times I’m lodged inside you, I’m already there, baby,”
he answered sincerely before getting out and off of her.
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Why does it have to
feel so…good? Cho thought to herself in an unoccupied classroom during
lunch the next day. It…shouldn’t, but…God…
The Ravenclaw was presently white knuckling the sides of a
desk with her school cloak hanging over to the side, her skirt high up her
waist, sitting on a lap backwards with a hard, demanding dick inside her
pussy. Cho was biting her lip as she
rode Harry hard, reminding herself that the objective was to get him over the
edge, not to satisfy the sexual craving she’d been fighting with all day.
“Fuck…” Harry whimpered behind her, his head back toward the
ceiling, his pants around his ankles, his hands on Cho’s hips holding her ride,
and his penis lodged inside a sopping wet cunt that didn’t belong to him.
That did belong to him.
Cho listened to the dirty word fly from his lips in the
moment of ecstasy, but she didn’t feel complimented by his uncontrollable
outburst due to her sex. I bloody hate you, Harry Potter! she shouted in her mind.
And I’d…tell you if…if…
“Oh, God!” she whimpered quietly when Harry’s hand slid over
her flexing thigh and his thick fingers slid into her wet folds. The added clitoral stimulation caused her
vaginal muscles to tense, squeezing the hard dick inside. Soon, Harry echoed her exact words, but never
slowed his stroking of her pleasure nub.
Cho was sure her nails were breaking under the ledge of the
desk as she gripped it even tighter. She
rode her assailant harder as her body went into automatic from the stroking of
her clit. Lowering her head, Cho opened
her eyes by accident. She regretted
getting sight of her body grinding on Harry’s lap with two of his thick fingers
working her exposed red clit. The pretty
girl tried to get a hold of her lip to keep herself from moaning out loud, but
the wretched sounds of ecstasy flowed out continuously with her heavy
breath. But hers weren’t the only ones
as she listened as a running commentary was going on behind her.
“It’s so…bloody…fucking…hot inside you… Your…pussy is…so…wet - GOD!” he moaned. Cho cringed at his lustful words, feeling herself moisten even more if possible. “So…tight…so…fucking…tight…ssssss…”
Shut up, Harry!
Cho begged in her mind, hating that his words were turning her on even more.
“Why…do you…have to feel…so…good…mmm…” he moaned after taking his fingers off her clit and
putting them into his mouth. “…taste so
good?” he finished, putting the saliva coated fingers back on her clit to her
pleasure.
Please, Harry… Cho
pleaded in her mind, unsure if it was for him to stop his lustful words, or for
him not to stop stroking her nub. When
he began to make circular motions on the wet, red clit, she knew it was a
little of both.
“God, Love…if I could…taste you…while I fuck you…mmm…”
“SHUT UP, HARRY!” Cho shouted, yanking her arms up from the
desk, forgetting they were bound there.
“Please!”
But it was too late.
The lustful words, his hard dick, and the stroking of her clit all at
once opened the dam to the tidal wave of orgasm ready to engulf the pretty
seventh year. Cho’s body stiffened, her
head flew back and she let out a guttural moan that echoed throughout the
classroom. She couldn’t hear Harry
behind her nearly rivaling the sounds of her orgasm as he began to douse her
walls with his heated spunk. The
Ravenclaw may not have heard him cum, but she could feel it.
Why does…THAT…have to
feel so…good, too? she thought in her attempt to
come down from the ceiling.
Cho tried to gather herself quickly from the orgasm, wanting
to get away from the Boy-She-Hated as soon as possible. Wanting to go berate herself in private for
enjoying what the Boy-She-Hated gave her.
And though her legs felt weak, the pretty girl stood up, hoping he’d get
the hint that she wanted to leave and release her binds. But as Cho’s cloak began to fall, slowly
covering her bare backside that was in his face, she felt the material fly off
to the side once more. She knew this
wasn’t a good thing, and when she felt his large hand bending her over the
desk, it confirmed it.
“Harry…” Cho called
worriedly as her cheek rested on the cold wood of the desk, while her other
cheeks were opened and exposed to their viewer.
Still sitting in the chair he was fucked in, Harry scooted
closer to her. “Mmm…not
yet…” he whispered almost to himself, before slamming his face into her wet
snatch.
“HARRY!” Cho nearly shouted on the desk as she felt an
assault of tongue, lips, and hot breath taking over her pussy. “Oh…oh…oh, GOD!” she moaned, feeling her over
stimulated clit licked and sucked. Then,
she felt a thick tongue lapping at her vaginal opening. And soon felt Harry’s moan vibrating through
her cunt as his tongue dipped inside repeatedly tasting their mixture of
orgasm.
Oh…God…why? WHY? Cho yelled in her mind. Her body was trembling all over due to a
pleasure she never thought humanly possible.
A pleasure she was beginning to get use to receiving. A pleasure…that should not
be a pleasure. But because three
old witches were profiled in the Daily Prophet that Thursday morning, having
put their social security checks together that month to pay for Harry’s school
books for the following year, Cho had to endure the pain of the pleasure.
So now she was presently being made a meal of; wondering if
she tastes just as good as it felt. NO, CHO!
It…doesn’t matter how it…IT DOESN’T FEEL GOOD! THIS IS…TORTURE! she
tried to convince herself. No one, especially a rapist, could EVER give
you so much…so much…plea…
Harry’s moans inside her other slit, tasting the inside of
her ass, vibrated through the Ravenclaw so strongly,
they came out of her mouth.
Why…does it have
to…feel so…sooo…GOOD? Cho thought, closing her
eyes as her shaky body was taking over once more.
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Friday of that week followed Cho’s typical routine. Harry appeared out of nowhere, around a statue
or out of a classroom door. They would
fight, he would fuck her or lick her, and she would cum. In the midst of all the activities, Cho had
classes and was actually able to find time to study. But a new activity was added due to her now
growing insatiable need for sexual satisfaction, Cho would find herself
masturbating at least once every few hours.
As Saturday rolled around, the Ravenclaw took to the library
for most of the day getting some much needed study time in. By night time, having not encountered Harry
at all, she found herself pleasuring herself, no,
releasing the tension he had built up in her, in the shower. Since she hadn’t been had by him all day, Cho
was sure she’d be woken up in the middle of the night with a dick in her mouth
or crotch. She didn’t bother wearing any
underwear when she went to sleep that night too, since her mother wrote her
back asking why she already needed new panties after the second week of school.
When Sunday came, Cho woke up sex free. She was confused, and horny so she took care
of that in the bathroom before she left, but went back to confused as she
walked to breakfast. “Maybe he’s done
with me,” she said out loud to herself as she walked alone to the Great Hall. “That’s…brilliant, if he is. I’m…free!” she said unsurely. “Or maybe…he just couldn’t get away all day
yesterday… That’s right! The Gryffindor try-outs!” she remembered. “Great, now he’ll want to make up for lost
time today…” she grimaced and continued her forlorn trudge to the Great Hall,
for certain she’d meet up with her assailant sometime that day.
However, Cho’s breakfast, lunch, and dinner were the only
times she was even in the same room as Harry all day. He was with her, fortunately and
unfortunately in her mind, as she took care of the pressure between her legs
that night in bed. The pretty Ravenclaw
came on her own, turned over and began to fall asleep
with one thing on her mind, Maybe he is
done with me.
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Or not. Cho woke up similar to how she had just the
Monday before. Her body felt little
waves of joy dancing across it. A cool
breeze was flowing over most of her bare skin, while a warm breeze was lost
between where her hip and thigh met. She
opened her eyes to the lit and empty bedroom.
The sensation on her hip joint made her want to move her arms in her
sleepy haze, but when the Ravenclaw tried to move them, she found them bound
above her head. Cho simply sighed as she
fully woke at this realization. The
pretty girl looked down past her perked nipples, down her naked body to the
mess of unruly hair above her pelvis.
The owner of the hair was planting soft kisses on her hip while his hand
caressed her body gently.
Cho wasn’t sure if she was dreaming, or if it was real, but
she did know it felt lovely. Harry
looked up at her and winked, and Cho narrowed her eyes at him but didn’t say
anything. She continued to watch him
however, as his lips swept down her thigh, to her knee and down her shin. Then she watched as he went to her other
shin, and licked and kissed his way up that leg. When he simply kissed the mound of short hair
on her pubic bone, then glided up her stomach to her navel, her stomach
quivered. His tongue dipped into her
belly button and her breath noticeably hitched in her throat. Harry began to kiss her navel as though if it
were a mouth, and Cho watched. He had tried to kiss her several times during
his attacks, and she wouldn’t let him, but as she watched him driving her
insane, she could imagine that’s exactly how their kisses would be.
Cho let that thought disappear, however, because she had no
intentions of kissing him. It was easy
to let go as she watched his slow progress up her body with his tongue, through
the valley between her breasts. It was
then that she felt that he was naked as his extremely hard manhood rested on
her thigh. But his manhood wasn’t what
was now forcing her to bit her lip.
Harry’s mouth had covered one of her nipples and he began to suck it at
an agonizing slow pace. When he released
it, she watched his tongue tickle the very tip of it and Cho couldn’t help but
arch her back wanting to put the nipple back in his warm mouth. Green eyes met hers briefly and he smiled
before taking the nub back in his mouth.
As her other nipple was being tugged, rolled, and squeezed by his other
hand, Cho’s breath flowed out of her mouth rapidly.
“Ah…” she whimpered before she could control herself. Cho bit her lip again to try to control what
she said out of her mouth, not wanting to say anything she was thinking,
like: That feels so good, Harry! Put
it inside me! Make me cum! She’d be damned if would say those things out
loud, but they were her true desires at the moment and she couldn’t deny that.
As the torture of her breasts became too much for her, Cho’s
head pushed further back on her pillow.
It seemed to her as if Harry was waiting for her to open that door
because he was devouring her neck in no time.
Cho bit her lip even harder as she felt Harry’s lips, tongue and teeth
making a meal of her throat as he still played with her nipples. She felt crazy inside; her entire body
flushed with uncontrollable desire. She
needed it right then and there.
The meal of her neck ended before she realized it, and Harry
was looking blankly down in her face. Cho
blinked, trying to figure out what happened and looked down as best she could
at their bodies. What she could see were
his hand still on her breast, the other was near her head, but then she saw her
knees on either side of her torso. Cho
had realized that Harry hadn’t raised her legs, she did, and Harry realized it
too. Meeting his eyes, she didn’t and he
didn’t saw a word. Harry simply lifted
his hips slightly, eased down only a little, and Cho could soon feel his head
at her waiting, wet entrance. He let go
of her breast, and held himself up by his forearms. Never breaking eye contact, he entered her in
one long slow thrust.
Cho whimpered once more at his entrance as she always did,
but she felt an odd tugging at the corner of her mouth. It couldn’t be smile, she was sure, but
whatever it was, she had to suppress it.
But her body began to smile all over as Harry rocked their bodies
together. Their eyes stayed locked together
and they stayed oddly quietly as if trying to see who would acknowledge how
good they felt first. Cho was determined
not to be the first, considering how she practically just asked for it by
lifting her legs. But the Ravenclaw kept
her lip tucked in her mouth while her heel dug into Harry’s thigh and her other
calf rested on his dimpling ass. His
green eyes were piercing her brown ones.
She felt like he was trying to look into her shattered soul once more,
but Cho fought them back. She could see
his desire and his pain behind his glasses as he took her. And she was sure he could see hers, some of
which he caused.
Harry’s lips parted a little more as he watched her, and Cho
was sure he would be the first to make a noise other then the squishing sound
from their joined life forces. Just to
ensure it, and because she was on the verge of moaning herself, Cho clenched
her feminine muscles and was rewarded.
Harry’s eyes closed, breaking eye contact as he threw his head
back. “Shit, Cho! No fair!” he moaned, as if knowing the game
she felt they were playing.
But now she was free to open her mouth and release her
aching lip. And as punishment for what
she had done, Harry’s thrusts intensified.
“Oh…oh…oh God, Harry…oh…” she moaned.
Harry continued his ride of her insides as Cho’s head lolled back and
forth on her pillow. Her arms pulled at
her restraints as her moans combined with his in the empty bedroom. The four-posted squeaked at the forceful
movement taking place on it. Harry’s
hips slamming into Cho’s mixed in with all the other sounds of sex, yes, sex
taking place, and Cho’s ears filled with ever last one, driving her even more
insane with desire.
She opened eyes and looked at Harry above her lost in his
own pleasure. Her arms pulled and pulled
at the restraints. She wanted
released. Not the release that was sure
to come between her legs by his assistance, but she wanted her arms free. She wanted to touch him. Cho didn’t know why, but she needed to touch
Harry during the sensual experience she was having. “Harry!
Harry!” she called out.
“I’m going to make you cum, Love, don’t worry!” Harry moaned
to the ceiling.
“No,” said Cho with urgency, “my arms! Release my arms, please! I…I…want to…I NEED to…touch you!” she begged,
not caring anymore what she said to him.
Harry looked down at her in sweaty disbelief as he continued
his movement. “Wh-what?”
“Please, Harry!” she pleaded, pulling hard on the binds.
Harry slowed down, and with much trepidation grabbed his
wand from under her pillow. With an
awkward swish of his wand, Cho’s arms were free. Harry could barely put his wand down before
Cho’s arm was around his neck pulling him closer to her. Her other hand reached down to his ass and
pressed hard. “Don’t stop, Harry,
please!” she begged in his ear before losing her hand in his hair and devouring
his sweat-laden neck.
Harry’s body was shocked, confused but still greatly turned
on at the same time, as he did what she said while trying to lift his neck away
from her hungry mouth. But Cho was not
allowing him too far, as she took to tugging his ear. “Harder, Harry!” she begged in a whisper,
licking the shell of his ear.
Harry finally broke away from her mouth and lifted himself
back up. Cho looked him in the eyes as
he looked confused, flushed, and lost in pleasure all at once as he pounded her
cunt. Cho’s mouth was opened wide as she
moaned, digging her nails into his shoulder and back. “Fuck…Cho!” he yelled.
Cho was too lost to care what Harry was feeling. Her hand, more like her nails, slid up his
body from his thrusting ass. He writhed
in pain above her, and she writhed in pleasure underneath him, lifting her hips
to meet his. Cho’s hand traveled all
over Harry. She squeezed his muscular
biceps, slid her hand over his thick neck, glided her fingers down his pecks,
and slid them up his muscular back. His
body felt wonderful under her hands, and his grunts from her touches indicated
that he felt the same way.
When Cho’s hand gripped his shoulder again, and the other
lost itself in his hair, Harry lowered his body on hers. Their eyes locked once more as he began
winding his hips against hers. Cho’s
back arched and she lifted her legs more as Harry’s gyrating caused him to push
fully into her, and grind against her clit.
She balled his hair in her hand gently at the new movement. “God…Harry…” she whispered to his eyes. Harry’s eyes went from hers to her lips and
back again. Her hand was just about to
slide down to caress his cheek, when he began to lower his head to her
mouth. Cho quickly turned her head to
the side and out of his way. She could
feel him breathing over her neck for a moment before kissing the exposed skin.
But the kissing of her neck ended when Harry grunted what he
was about to do. Cho anticipated it, and
moved her hips to match his as best she could with her knee practically under
his armpit now. “Shit!” Harry hissed,
and Cho suddenly felt him releasing inside her.
Her clenching around his emptying member, reveling in the feeling of his
ejaculating inside her, caused her to cum hard as well.
“Oh, Harry! Yes!” Cho
yelled as her orgasm shook through her.
As Harry’s worn out body collapsed on her, Cho realized it
was the best orgasm she had ever had.
She was sure the other day when he had her in that private part of
Heaven, that nothing could top it. She
was wrong. Not fighting him or herself
had given her more. And Cho laid there
trying to come down from what it had given her as Harry stay deep inside her
trying to come down as well.
It took some time, but Harry finally lifted his head from
her neck, and exhaustedly looked into her eyes.
Cho opened her eyes and looked into green. Harry’s hand lifted from the bed and the back
of his fingers caressed her cheek. Other
than the light kisses he had given her body, that was
the gentlest touch she had experienced from him. “You…you…wanted it,” he stated though it
sounded like a question.
Cho’s hand slid to his cheek as well. “I…didn’t…want it,” she began. “I…needed it.”
Harry’s expression didn’t change as he watched her
eyes. “You…liked it?” he asked freely
instead of assuming.
“I needed it,” Cho repeated.
God, yes, I liked it! she wanted to shout, but decided against it.
Harry continued to rub her cheek watching her eyes then her
mouth, and Cho knew what was coming.
Soon, he started the slow decent to her mouth. “Harry?” Cho said, interrupting his
decent. “I…have to pee,” she lied and
began wiggling his softening prick out of her.
“Just a second,” he whispered, trying to lower to her mouth
once more.
Cho moved her head away from his, and used her free hands to
push at his shoulders. “No. I have to go now!”
“What are you, two years old? You can’t hold it? One bloody second, Cho!”
Harry said, trying to push back down on her to get to her mouth. But he stopped when a harsh slap to his cheek
made him fall to his side on her bed.
“OUCH!”
“I told you ‘no’, Harry!” Cho nearly shouted as she sat her
naked body up. “You are not to kiss me!”
“But we…” Harry began, looking confused. “We…just had…sex. That wasn’t like…any other time before! What’s one kis…”
Cho stood up.
“I…don’t care what it was…like before.
You are not to kiss me!” She
turned to head toward her bathroom in her usual fashion, leaving him naked in
the room in his usual fashion.
“Why? Why won’t you
kiss me?” he shouted toward her as she reached the door.
Cho turned back around.
“Because I’m not supposed too. I’m sure you can appreciate that!” she nearly
shouted before going inside the bathroom to get ready for school.
******
Regardless of their argument afterward, Cho’s morning had started
off just fine. When she used the
washroom through the course of the day, she could see that she was only a
little wet. But the need to satisfy
herself was not in her every thought.
She could sit properly, she could concentrate, and she could walk about
the school fearlessly. Cho was truly
satisfied sexually and she was sure she could make it through the entire day
that way.
But what else had Cho gotten that morning other than a
powerful orgasm? She had had sex for the
second time in her life. The first time
was with Michael and didn’t count for much but a first time. However, this time she had had sex, and good sex at that.
And what’s more, she liked it.
Her body wasn’t taken from her, she wasn’t being had sexually, she had
just participated in the act, the glorious act, and it was wonderful.
However wonderful it was, the boy who had given her the
orgasm, she didn’t like. Cho had needed
to touch Harry. Her body responded to
Harry. She came screaming his name. But Cho did not like Harry. She hated Mr. Harry Potter, but lying in her
bed that night, with no desire to pleasure herself,
for one brief moment she appreciated what he had given her that day. Cho was sure she was losing her mind just a
little.
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The next day, Cho felt that familiar pressure between her
legs followed by the inevitable wetness, but it didn’t bother her. She’d take care of herself if she had to that
day, but she wondered if maybe she wouldn’t have too. It had been nearly curfew when she was
walking back from the library alone when she felt a hand grab her wrist. Cho turned to see Harry dragging her, well
attempting to drag her but her feet were following him with no resistance, to
the storage room near her Tower. He
pulled her into the room and aimed his wand at her half-heartedly. Cho looked at the wand and then at his
confused green eyes. It seemed like he
didn’t know what to expect from her considering what had happened the morning
before. Cho tried not to smile at his
silliness for she had no intentions of resisting. The pretty Ravenclaw dropped her book bag,
pushed his wand to the side and began unbuttoning his shirt.
Harry was so shock as he watched the girl undoing his clothes, that his arms lifted as if he was surrendering to
her. When Cho was able to reveal his
bronze, thin but muscular torso, she pressed her body against his and took to
devouring his neck. “Shit…” he hissed as
his green eyes rolled back in his head and her nails purposefully slid down his
chest and to his sides. Cho hands
continued down his body and began rubbing the bulge between his legs. It was already hard and hot through his
pants, and the more she licked his Adam’s Apple, the
harder it became. When Cho began biting
on the column, Harry dropped his wand and put his arms around her waist. But Cho pushed out of his grasp and Harry
opened his eyes looking to the floor as if to find his wand in case he needed
it. He found, however, that he didn’t
need his wand, as Cho began to undo his pants.
In no time Cho had taken the hot harden flesh from his pants, and began
stroking it in earnest. “Fuck…”
“Such a dirty mouth,” she grimaced as she lowered to her
knees in front of him. But before she
could touch the stone, Harry’s hands caught her under her arms.
“Oh no, Love. No
sucking me off tonight. Though you are
rather brilliant at it, I want what’s between your legs,” he said in heavy
lust-filled breaths.
Cho released his dick and stood back from him. Eyes locked on his, she reached for the
button and zipper of her pants. She made
quick work of coming out of her pants, revealing only her turf of black hair
covering her vagina. She had decided on
no panties for that day as well. As
Harry watched her in awe of her undressing herself in front of him, his mouth
hung open unable to speak. Cho stepped
closer to him until she could feel his breath blowing into her mouth.
“How do you want me?” she asked in just above a
whisper. Instead of answering with
words, Harry turned her to the wall behind him, slid his hands down her body,
over her ass and to the back of her thighs.
In one swift movement, he picked her up by her legs, held her against
the wall, and guided her down on to his waiting penis. As the column impaled her, Cho tried to fight
that tugging at the corner of her mouth again.
She held onto his shoulders as he began taking her up against the wall.
Harry hadn’t lasted very long this time and Cho wondered if
it was because she was screaming his name, moaning her appreciation for what he
was giving her, getting lost in his hair, even kissing his face. Regardless, she came right after he did, and
it had been amazing.
Harry watched her as they got dressed. Cho kept glancing at him, noticing his
awkwardness for someone who had raped her on several occasions. She could see him open his mouth, then close
it, open it again, then close it once more without uttering a word. Cho quickly threw her bag over her shoulder
before he made up his mind, and again she tried to suppress that smile tugging
at her mouth as she walked back to her Tower that evening.
****************************************************
Through the next morning, Cho found herself smiling more, talking to people she considered friends and feeling
an odd sort of independence. She wasn’t
scared of anything anymore. She didn’t
worry about Harry jumping out at her from behind statue,
in fact, she couldn’t wait until he did.
Cho berated herself on the surface for wanting it now, but deep down
inside she yearned for it. Had she had
panties on that day, they would not have made it to lunch dry.
Cho also found herself boy-watching
that morning. Every one that walked by,
every one that spoke to her, smiled at her, she let her eyes wander over them
and her mind wonder how they maybe in the situations she had experienced with
Harry. And as she was talking to Marietta, and watching Cormac at the Gryffindor table, she didn’t see Harry walk
by. The Gryffindor hero walked in hand
in hand with the littlest Weasley. Marietta turned to see
what Cho was looking at, noticing her distance, and guessing the reason.
“Oh, you haven’t heard, have you?” asked Marietta.
Cho turned away from watching Cormac
run his fingers through his hair for a moment to acknowledge her friend. “Heard what?” she answered, utterly clueless.
Marietta
sucked her teeth and pointed at the Golden Couple. “I figured you didn’t know because you’d be
utterly gutted right now,” the curly-haired girl answered.
Cho watched Harry and Ginny walk down the aisle and sit at
the table. His two best friends were
beaming from ear to ear and several males at the table began patting Harry on
the back. “Hmph,”
Cho said casually, “no, I didn’t know.
That started…”
“Today, I think, I don’t know, I don’t keep up on Potter’s
goings on. Thought you did though?” Marietta said pointedly.
Cho rolled her eyes at her jealous friend. “Reckon I must be doing an awful job, if I’ve
missed that one, wouldn’t you say?”
Marietta
sucked her teeth once more and turned to talk to their other friends. Cho watched Harry gently kiss Ginny’s cheek,
causing the little Gryffindor to blush, and him to do it as well. Cho snorted lightly to herself, and smiled
just as lightly. Maybe that’s what he
was trying to say to her last night when his mouth wouldn’t make up it’s mind. Maybe he
wanted to tell Cho that tomorrow he would be asking Ginny to be his girlfriend
and their little sexual escapades would be over. Or, maybe he wanted to beg her never to tell
Ginny what he had done to Cho, and what they had done together the last two
times, as if she could.
Or maybe, Cho
thought, since I’m a willing participate,
the thrill is gone for him. Merlin, is
that all I had to do to get him to stop? she
snorted once more to herself as she thought.
Oh well, It’s too late now. He’s turned me into a fiend, and I should
really consider who my victim will be, Cho joked to herself as her eyes
left the Golden Couple and she continued on with her boy-watching. The aching between her legs became slightly
more pronounced as she continued her watching but she decided she’d take care
of it later until she could find someone to take care of it for her.
*************************************************************
It had been three days since Harry and Cho had been together
in the storage room near Ravenclaw
Tower. Cho’s new happier persona was being challenge
now that her insatiable need for sex was in her every thought. She was becoming tense and withdrawn again
and at first, she blamed it on the underwear she had begun wearing again. The Ravenclaw beauty had thought nothing of
the abrupt end to her and Harry’s sexual exploits at first, but once Saturday
came she began to feel the effects. Cho
had tried to control her urges by masturbating twice each day, well, three
times on Friday; it had been a long wet day for her.
By Saturday, however, Cho was tired of her own physical
contact, she needed assistance. Harry
hadn’t so much as looked at her, to her knowledge, he
was too wrapped in holding the redhead’s hand and smiling at her. Cho considered Cormac,
but she didn’t want to scare him away with her ravenous appetite for sex; not
yet at least. She then considered
Michael, and soon found herself lying in her bed alone set to masturbate once
more in middle of the night.
As Cho’s slender fingers began their slow decent down her
body, into her panties, through the turf of short black hairs, she felt a
gentle swish of wind and watched her curtains open and close quickly in the
dark room as she felt a pressure on her bed near her feet. Cho’s hand moved away from her mound, and she
smiled in the dark, knowing Harry had come to make her cum. The pretty girl almost scolded him for making
her suffer for so long without it, but she decided not to. Her body was suddenly so flushed with a
desire her hand would never have been able to satisfy it. Cho nearly wanted to rip her own panties away
from her in anticipation of what she so desperately needed and was sure to get.
“You’ll need to put a silencing charm on me, because I don’t
think I’ll be able to contain myself!” Cho whispered to the dark figure on her
bed, sure he could hear the smile in her voice.
“Brilliant idea, I couldn’t my first time either,” a
whispering female voice agreed.
Cho sat up on her elbows in shock. She pulled her wand out from under her pillow
and aimed at the dark figure on her bed.
“Lumos!” she said, and revealed a smiling Marietta in her cut off t-shirt and
panties. “Mari? What…why are you over here?”
Marietta
sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes in mock exasperation. “Take a wild guess, Cho,” she answered and
began pulling Cho’s covers down her body.
“No…wait a second.
I…” began Cho, trying to pull the covers back up.
Marietta
sighed and all the humor disappeared from her lightly pimpled face. “Cho,” she began, looking down on at the
blanket. “I…hear you over here…every
night…pleasuring yourself…and saying…his
name…” Cho blushed, not realizing she
was even saying his name while she did that, let alone out loud. Though she was, often, thinking of him. “I guess I just…” she began again
tentatively. “He…doesn’t want
you…apparently, Cho. He’s stupid for
that, but then again he’s st…regardless, this isn’t
about how I feel about Potter, its about you wasting
your time feeling anything for him when clearly…”
“I…don’t care for…Harry, Marietta.
I’ve told you that before,” Cho interjected. “I’m…over him…emotionally,” she added the
last word under her breathe. Physically
was quite another thing… “Why do you
think I dated Michael, if…?”
“Same reason Ginny Weasley did, to get over Potter!” Marietta answered
matter-of-factly. “And why did he dump
you, Cho? Because just like Ginny
Weasley did, you were calling out Potter’s name while you two were making it!”
Whoa, Cho thought. “She did?
Who told you that?” she asked.
“Michael did, of course.
He has a big mouth. But that’s besides the point, Cho.
You’re still moaning for him when it’s clear that he doesn’t want
you. And I’m sick of it. I think…I feel you should maybe…try new
things…in order to get over him.
Maybe…they can help. Maybe…I…can,
Cho…if you…allow me too…” Marietta
suggested timidly.
Cho was speechless for a moment, still thinking over Ginny
and Michael. She didn’t even know that
he had had sex before her. And oddly,
she felt sorry for him that the two girls he had been with were both lost in
thoughts of Harry as he attempted to pleasure them. But Cho’s pity for her ex-boyfriend was
interrupted when she felt a hand on her thigh.
Cho blinked her almond-shaped eyes at Marietta’s hand sliding up her creamy white
thigh.
“Mari…what…what are you doing?” Cho asked
apprehensively. Marietta didn’t answer her friend, she just
watched her hand slide up Cho’s leg under her large pajama shirt, and to the
heat between her legs. Cho instantly
grabbed her hand. “No, don’t. I…”
“I’m not going to hurt you, Cho. It’s just like…what you’ve been doing to
yourself over here, just with…someone else’s hand,” Marietta explained calmly. The girl scooted up more on the bed as Cho
watched her. “Just…try it for a little
while…see if you like it,” she suggested.
Cho remained speechless.
Could she allow herself to be touched by a girl? But it would be just like her touching her own self. But it
would be Marietta
touching her, whom she was barely friends with now considering how her feelings
for Cho had gotten the D.A. in trouble last year. Then again, Cho did need some physical
contact and…
Cho’s thoughts ceased as she realized that Marietta’s hand was free from hers, and was
now resting on the mound covered by her panties. Cho’s breath hitched a little in her throat
from the surprise of someone else’s hand on her private area, but also because Marietta’s thumb had
already started teasing Cho’s wet clit through her seat. Cho watched the slender fingers that were not
her own touching her intimately and different emotions began to fight her
insides. Clitoral stimulation was
clitoral stimulation and she couldn’t deny how good that felt. But at the same time, she was disgusted by
who was giving her the pleasure at the moment.
Cho closed her eyes and put her head back.
Who do you want it to
be then, Cho, Harry? she thought to herself as Marietta’s strokes became
more determined.
N-no.
It…doesn’t have to be.
Admit it, you like his
thick, callous fingers inside your folds…
“Mmmm,” Cho moaned at the thought
mixed in with the sensation she was experiencing.
Yes, I do. I like his fingers inside me.
His tongue, his
mouth…his…
“Yes,” Cho moaned once more, not noticing Marietta’s fingers sliding inside her
underwear to directly touch her clit, but reacting just the same.
But
it doesn’t have to be him, it could be any…him, right?
Even though he feels
so…so…
“AH!” Cho gasped in a loud whisper when she felt something
wet touch her wetness. She looked down
to see Marietta’s head between her legs, with
her hand pulling her underwear to the side, and Marietta’s tongue tickling her clit. “Stop!” Cho said,
sitting up quickly and backing all the way up her bed.
Marietta
looked disappointed, but still reached for Cho.
“What’s wrong? You were liking it!”
Cho slapped her friend’s hand away and bunched her knees to
her chest. “No…I…didn’t want you to
do…all of that, Mari. I…like boys…I
can’t…let you do that!”
Marietta
sucked her teeth and noticeably swallowed the taste of the Cho in her
mouth. “You like Potter, you don’t like
boys!” she retorted.
“I don’t like Harry either, believe me!” Cho answered
honestly. “I hate him to be exact!” Marietta
watched her for a moment in disbelief.
“Honestly, Marietta,
I do. Look, I’m sorry…if I made it seem
like…it was okay to…well… But, it’s not
for me. I don’t mind at all that you
like girls, it’s just…I like boys, only.”
Marietta
sighed and folded her arms in front of her.
“You said that over the summer too,” she mumbled.
Now Cho sighed. “And
I meant it then too, Mari. I’m…sorry.”
The girls were quiet for a moment, and Cho startled when Marietta suddenly shot up
in a standing position. “Fine, Cho. Moon over Potter all you want and waste your
time. I don’t care anymore!” And with that, Marietta tossed Cho’s curtains to the side
and could be heard storming over to her bed in a huff.
Cho sighed as she relaxed her legs on her bed. She hated that her desperate need for
physical contact had gotten her in that far with Marietta when she knew the other Ravenclaw
had feelings for her and would not take kindly to an abrupt end. That was one of the reasons she couldn’t
pursue Cormac at the moment, she wanted a better
handle on herself sexually before she did.
THEN, she would do unspeakable things to that body she loved watching
lately.
The pretty Ravenclaw found herself getting turned on again
at the idea of Cormac’s body, unspeakable sexual
acts, and better handling of herself.
She laid down on her bed, swished her wand to
her curtains so that others, particularly Marietta,
couldn’t hear her pleasuring herself. As
her own slender fingers entered her folds for a slow masturbatory session, Cho
thought of her and Marietta’s
words. She needed physical contact. And there was nothing wrong with a helping
‘hand’. Cho just needed to find someone
who would want to help, and fast.
***************************************************************
Cho spent most of Sunday on the prowl. The pretty Ravenclaw was desperate for
sex. She contemplated stealing Harry
away from the littlest Weasley for a quick lay but she hadn’t seen the happy
couple all weekend. Every boy that
walked by her and smiled she sized up, worthy or unworthy. Could they satisfy her like Harry had? Could they make her cum just as hard? Though many failed the test just on sight
alone, by dinner that evening, Cho had lowered her standards greatly and just
wanted penetration.
Walking alone to dinner, since Marietta wasn’t speaking to her, Cho heard a
familiar voice ahead of her. She looked
up from the ground she was watching, and saw the back of Michael’s head. And Cho recognized the boy he was talking to
from a few of her classes; a seventh year Slytherin name Arch Vaisey. But Cho didn’t care about him, she just
watched Michael. He could be the
one. He could do the job. Well, at least he was a boy, who had wanted
her at one point in her life. If she
played her cards right, he’d want her again.
I wonder if I can play
those cards right now?
Cho thought. And before she realized it,
she was rushing to catch up with Michael.
“Michael?” she called.
The two boys turned around to the pretty Ravenclaw.
“What’s up, Cho?” asked Michael as Vaisey’s
eyes just racked over her body.
Cho ignored Vaisey’s near drooling
state, and grabbed Michael’s arm. “Um, I
was…wondering if you…could help me out with something…before dinner, Michael?”
Michael hadn’t had time to agree or disagree as Cho pulled
him with her. He managed to turn to his
friend for only a second before disappearing into a near by classroom. “Just hang on a second, Arch. This shouldn’t take long, I thi…”
Cho pulled the boy into the room and shut the door. She was very unsure of what to do, having
been used to being thrown in a room, bound and taken. Shut
it, Cho! she ordered herself as she found her
desires rising even more at the thought of how she had been taken so many
times.
“So what’s the problem, Cho?” Michael asked with his eyes
narrowed in confusion.
Cho wrung her hands nervously and thought of what to
do. Then she thought if he were Harry,
what would she do? With that thought,
Cho dropped to her knees in front of Michael and began rubbing the bulge under
his zipper.
“Ch-Ch-Cho, what are…y-y-you doing?” Michael asked in total
shock.
Cho looked up at him from the ground, and watched him as she
rubbed his hardening lump. When she
didn’t answer, and his mouth was too far open in shock to ask her another
question at the moment, she undid his pants and soon had his member in her
hand. He hissed as she began to stroke
him quickly, wanting him, needing him at full hardness. It wasn’t a problem for Michael’s prick began
to purple under her ministrations.
Cho’s mouth normally watered immensely when Harry’s penis
was hard in her face, but her mouth wasn’t dry at the sight of Michael
either. She closed her eyes, and slid
him into her mouth.
“Oh…my…God…Cho…what…are…you…doing?” Cho didn’t answer due to her mouth being,
partially, full. But she sucked him hard
to give him the answer he was looking for.
The taste of his precum that was pooling in
her mouth with her saliva, didn’t taste like Harry. His taste was light but thick, while
Michael’s was thin and salty. But it
didn’t matter, Cho had a dick in her mouth to suck with all her might and her
body was happy.
As the space between her legs began to scream at her for not
being included in the party her mouth was receiving, Cho took Michael out her
mouth. The male Ravenclaw moaned in
disappointment, then moaned in shock as Cho lead him, by his penis, to a near
by desk. She had her jeans and wet
panties off in no time and laid back on the desk. Michael stood, still in shock, with his hard
dick pointing at her as she watched him.
Cho spread her legs and raised her eyebrow to him as if the hint
couldn’t be any bigger what she wanted.
Harry would have already been buried inside her. When he didn’t move, she sighed and put her
hand between her legs. Cho spread open her lips to show him what she needed assistance with.
“Please, Michael?
I…need it,” the pretty Asian girl said, holding open her wet
orifice. It took the boy another moment
to get a grip and close his gaping mouth before he stepped forward and
tentatively slid his dick inside her waiting hole. “Mmmmm…” Cho moaned
at first entry. He wasn’t as big as
Harry; he surely wasn’t demanding a lot of room inside her cunt like Harry’s
penis did. Stop thinking about Harry! she scolded
herself. But the more she did, the more
Michael’s thrusts became satisfactory.
“Oh…yes…oh…oh…” she moaned without trepidation.
Michael held her hips tightly and fucked her with all his
might as the shock apparently wore off. “Holy fuck, Cho!
Shit! You still feel so GOOD!”
As Cho’s body slid back and forth on the desk, she slid in
and out of thoughts of the few times Harry had had her on desks. “God!” she praised while thinking back.
“Mate, what the…” said a voice at the door. Cho parted her eyelids to see Vaisey enter
the room, wearing the look of shock Michael had earlier. “What the hell…”
“Be…out…shortly…mate…” said Michael, not missing a stroke
inside her. Cho just lolled her head up
to the ceiling and continued to enjoy the ride as well. She barely noticed that the door didn’t close
again; or that there was a presences standing closer to her and Michael’s
activity. It wasn’t until Michael said
something that she opened her eyes back up.
“What…are you doing, Arch?” Cho
turned to the side and saw another penis being fisted only a foot away from her
face.
“Mind if I watch at least, Mike? She doesn’t seem to care,” Vaisey answered
breathlessly through his own pleasuring.
“Don’t care…mate,” said Michael and put even more effort
into his fucking.
Cho was now flowing wildly with desire. She had someone watching and getting off on
watching her being fucked. It was almost
as erotic as some of her times with Harry.
Sadly, she noticed it took two boys to give her the pleasure one did on his own, but she didn’t worry. It was all hot. Then she thought if there was a way to have
Harry fucking her, and stroking himself while watching himself fucking…
Two Harrys? No, that would be too much! They would have taken you in the worst
way! One in your pus…vagina, and the
other in your bum!
OR…one in my
vagina…the other…in my…in my mouth…
“Oh, Harry!” she said out loud, as she imagined herself
being taken by two Boy Heroes. “Harry…oh
God…” she moaned.
“What’s she doing, Mike?” asked Vaisey, though he didn’t
miss a stroke of himself. “Why is calling out for Potter?”
Michael, also not faltering his movements, sighed. “She always does that. See if you can’t…keep her quiet, eh?” he
suggested, evilly.
Vaisey looked at his friend, then at the pretty Asian girl
being fucked on the table with her mouth open.
Nervously, he reached for her cheek.
She didn’t seem to notice as Harry’s named still spilled from her lips
as he turned her head toward his prick.
He position his head on her lips and her eyes
shot open.
Cho could see nothing but penis in her face and a large hand
on her cheek. And before she had time to
say anything, her mouth was full with the salty skin of the Slytherin
dick. But as the two boys took to
pumping her orifices at he same time, almost in unison, Cho didn’t care
anymore. She was relieving all the
pressure that had built up in her for the past few days. And there would be more like this day, she
would see to that now that Harry was done with her.
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