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Attention out takes.	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 42023 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: As promised out take number 2 thanks to my amazing Beta Eclectic Pet.
The following chapter contains much naughtiness and smutiness.
You have been warned. Enjoy!

Chapter 33 out take 2:

"Ginevra!!!" Harry called out to Ginny from his study.
"Yes dear!" She asked from the kitchen, busy preparing lunch for the two of them, the kids had just left this morning to catch the train to Hogwarts. It had been quiet the past hour, Harry and she had returned home, to quietness. This morning had felt like a stampede had trolled through their house, Rose and her parents had come by they dropped her of so she could return to Hogwarts. Alongside, James, Albus and young Lily, it being her first year, James had two more years and would finish his exams, leaving the house all together.
"Ginevra, would you be so kind and bring me a nice steaming cup of tea? And while you at it, get me some fresh cream!"
Ginny rolled her eyes, he was always thirsty, he liked his tea, she was happy she could provide him this small treat. He would be off in a couple of days, his auror job kept him away to often, she'd asked him if he could stay home more often now the kids had all left for Hogwarts.
Ginny had put the kettle on boiling the water. Harry was such a Muggle sometimes. She herself liked her pumpkin juice, couldn't go a day without it, she liked the one with seeds, a specific kind.
Harry had been in his study for half an hour, getting ready for the next couple of days, he liked to be as prepared for his upcoming mission as he could be; the right mind-set helped him a lot.
"Ginevraaah!? Are you there yet?" Another call came, a bit more demanding now.
"Yes, hun, just a second! I'm coming any minute now!" Ginny panted a bit. She envisioned Harry in his study, preparing himself and the room for her arrival.
Ginny had been sitting on the counter, waiting for the water to boil, she'd been fondling her tits, rubbing them softly with her wetted fingers, tweaking them, and they were quite taut now. She had licked her fingers again, moving them down her red stripe of trimmed curls, rubbing the hair, softly pulling them. She gasped as the little jolt of pain shot south, she parted her labia with her index and ring-finger, her diamond wedding-band just showing before inserting her middle finger in her already wet cunt. She was wet, very wet; she didn't need much stimulation, thinking of Harry’s hard rod, made her shiver. Yes, that was more like it. Lazily rubbing her bare slit up and down, up and...oooooh, yes, goosebumps appearing on her skin, as she released her first wave of cream. More... Harry needed more, moving two fingers deeper inside her still quivering quim, deeper, deeper, more cream as she moved her finger deeper. She reached the soft tissue she needed to stimulate, slowly, softly, careful not to scratch the membrane with her nails, moving, deeper, her fingers penetrating at the right angle, oooh, yes, yes, yes, stifling a moan, Harry didn't want to hear her when she masturbated, she could only moan when he was allowing her. When he made her cum.

"Oh, ngggg, yes!!!" She said under her breath. Her cheeks flushed as she squirted her honeyed cream, toes curling, pressing her thighs together. She came down from her high, pouring tea for Harry. Placing the mug, pumpkin juice and sandwiches on a tray, before walking to Harry's study.
They'd spent ample time in there during the holidays, she had been glad when the children stayed at the burrow for a few days; she and Harry had been in dire need of some adult playtime.
She walked to the other side of the corridor and knocked softly on the door, levitating the tray. "Come in!" A voice beckoned her.
Ginny opened the thick wooden door, closing it behind her. On the inside, it was covered with thick white buttoned leather.
Ginny swayed her hips slightly as she carried the tray; Harry liked it when she carried it in for him. Her high dark green heals ticking on the dark white marble. Her legs covered with champagne sheer thigh-high lace trimmed stockings. As creamy as her thighs.
Ginny walked over to Harry's desk, placing the tray on the edge of it. "Now, Ginevra, come and sit your tight little arse on the desk, just as daddy likes it..." His hungry, lust-filled eyes shining at her, pushing his chair back to make room for the dainty red head.
Ginny placed her bare buttocks on the glass, leaning on her arms behind her, palms down on the table, bracing herself.
Harry pulled her maid’s apron up exposing her cunt. He liked having her serve him; hell, now the children were gone he could have her walk around naked, maybe only wearing her green high heels. He nearly had been a Slytherin himself.

"Now, spread them nice and wide for daddy...!" He salivated looking at her pink flesh, a nice gaping wet cream covered slit showing her inner lips. Cream dripping from her cunt down her fleshy petals on to the glass surface, her flesh again throbbing. Harry looking at her like this, made her horny as hell.
"Have, you been a good little girl then?" He demanded. She quivered, just as he liked her to.
"Yes, daddy, little Ginny has been a good little girl!" Her voice like a little girl, biting her lower lip. She felt a draft hit her exposed flesh, making her release more fresh cream, pooling from her cunt.
Harry came closer with his face, taking in the heady scent from his good little wife. Admiring her red stripe. "Hhhhmm, nice, little strip, you got going down there!"
"Thank you daddy, I had it charmed like that!" She answered.
"Whenever did you have the time to do that?" She'd been naughty he knew it.
"Uh, I glamoured it this morning, before I prepared your breakfast, I wanted to look special!"
"Hhmm, we'll need to punish you now! Don't we?" Harry's eyes darkened. He didn't order her to do this, he usually didn't like her showing initiative. But this looked good so he wouldn't have to be too severe with her.
"But before my tea gets cold, let’s froth some cream!" He said as he pushed his face between Ginny's legs. He lapped up her juices; he'd forgone shaving this morning, his chin and cheeks rasping her soft skin. He gathered her juices and blew bubbles frothing her cream accordingly.
Ginny's skin flushed as she felt her daddy, busying himself with her cream, she had a hard time not cuming, he was being particularly attentive, his tongue suckling and moving with quick movements across her sensitive flesh, think, nasty thoughts, think about, oh yes, Snape, the greasy git. Think, think, Harry had stopped pleasuring her, having withheld her orgasm, she sighed when he gave her room to breathe in and out.
Harry walked towards a white lacquered cabinet, opening it revealing all sort of toys and other paraphernalia. He selected a thick black leather belt, held it between his hands, caressing the smooth buffalo hide. He smelled it as he brought it to his nose. "Mmmmm, yes, we'll have this one!" He said as he walked up to his dainty little wife. He showed her the belt, her eyes grew wide seeing what he held in his hands, and she swallowed and breathed deep. "Oh, gods, yes please!" She mustn't get too wet seeing it, daddy would be unhappy if she showed too much excitement.
His face was still covered with her cum, he would tell her to clean him later on, he always did that. After...

He crooked his finger, slowly beckoning her towards him; Ginny scooted slowly from the desk, leaving her cum smeared on the glass surface. She stood before him; he tore the apron from her form leaving her with her stockings and high heels, her thin cream choker transfigured into a thick leather collar with a bull size nose ring attached to it. It looked too big on her thin long neck. Harry turned her around, pulling her arms behind her back, clasping her hands together holding them with one hand.

She sighed, he was so deliciously rough with her, oh Merlin, she liked that.
Harry looped the belt through its clasp imprisoning her hands between the loop, she couldn't get her hands out of it even when she tried, which she wasn't.
Harry pulled the belt close, making Ginny stumble backwards into his chest, she felt his hardened cock against her buttock. He had his thick black hair slicked back. He was wearing an Italian cut suit, dark blue with dark grey pinstripes. A silk shirt the top buttons unbuttoned. His chest hair was showing.
Ooh Ginny liked his chest hair; she could nuzzle it perfectly, and make patterns with her fingers when she soaped him in the shower. He truly was the sexiest man alive, the boy who lived! Hers, she was bad at sharing.
He held his thumb under the collar and his fingers around her throat, caressing her skin, teasing her, before he closed his fingers, squeezing her throat, closing her windpipe. His breath on her ear, minty and hot, "now, who's been a nasty little slut? Who deserves to be punished?" He said meanly in her ear, squeezing her windpipe a tad harder, releasing it, squeezing again.
"Me, daddy, it was me, daddy!" She piped. Closing her eyes as his hand went to stroke her titty. His knuckles on her exposed skin was absolute heaven. He grabbed her teat hard between his fingers, his perfect manicured fingernails digging into her flesh.
"Oooh, aaaargh," Ginny gasped, that hurt, he was squeezing her mound like a ripe orange, trying to squeeze it releasing its juices.
He pulled her ponytail making her arch her back, pushing it back down with her nose in her cum. "Lick it clean, you like your own filthy cum, don't ya slut!" His voice dripping with disgust.
"Mmmm, yes daddy, little bad Ginny likes her own cum!" She licked it from the table as a cat would, small tongue movements, mewling with excitement, purring almost with pleasure!
When she was finished, he turned her around so she could lick his face with small licks.
"That's enough!" He jerked her by the leather belt in front of his desk. He had a large white leather couch in the middle of the room, he pushed her with her knees on the seat her arms behind her back. He left her there waiting, returning with a white silk blindfold, he covered her eyes. She had to guess what he would do next, she became exited by it, but not too much, and her daddy didn't like her getting too excited.
Legs wide arse upwards he ordered her, he had gotten a fringed leather tassel from the cabinet.

He let it rest between her thighs, moving it slowly upwards, brushing her exposed cunt with the tassel. She wiggled her creamy arse, her puckered pink hole and rosy exposed inner folds gaping at him, Ginny always wore a but plug, he removed it this morning, making her lick it, she didn't like to lick but she had no choice. When it was removed it left a nice hole in her back side her puckered hole not so puckered anymore, he could fit a nice glass dildo in there, or thrust his engorged cock without lubricating first, raw, that’s it, he liked it raw and hard. Her holding back her pain as he slammed, hhhm he would when he was done with her, fuck her nice and hard in her arse.
He returned to his task, slowly lowering the tassel between her legs, caressing Ginevra's cunt with the tassel, smearing her cream before pulling up the tassel, making sure some of the leather went in her slit. Ginny started to pant as the leather rubbed inside her folds, it was excruciating slow, he would be vicious with her, his anger towards her had been bottled up the last few weeks, the kids returned from the burrow, he couldn't vent his stress, she had taunted him a few times. She had riled him up, unknowingly; never sure, what would trigger him. He had fucked her hard in their bedroom, claiming they needed to retreat early.

James had looked at his mother; she had signalled him it would be all right. As it was she liked him being firm with her, she craved it. A strict regime is what the red fury needed. She was too old to play Quidditch, her regime there had been strict, Harry provided a new one when she quit.
When Harry had finished teasing Ginny's slit he sat at his table eating his sandwich and drinking his tea, he would feed Ginevra her sandwich in a moment, she had been a good girl enduring his teasing, he was happy with her behaviour.
When he had finished his lunch he walked over to the couch, Ginevra still sat there on her knees resting her head on the back of the seat. She had closed her eyes behind the blindfold, slumbering until her daddy returned to her, showing her affection.
"Open!" He ordered her. She did as he told her to, opening her mouth nice and wide. Harry tore a piece of her sandwich and fed it to her. She closed her mouth, chewing her sandwich tentatively; her taste buds heightened when eating with her eyes closed her senses were heightened. Her skin more sensitive, hearing sharper, smelling him nearby, minty, musky and him his feral endorphins, hitting her nostrils, he was up to no good. Ginny had to be careful now; anything would set him off now. She ate quietly not making a sound, not spilling a crumb... No sound, breathe slowly through your nose. She could feel his breath on her cheek. Something wet, his tongue, lapping her cheek, he held her jaw, he snickered, lapping her other cheek. "Mmmmmmm, you taste so fucking delicious, puppet!"
Oh, nooooh, he was in that mood again, calling her puppet...
"Open!" Ginny did as he asked, she wasn't finished with her first bite...nooooh, she had not finished.
"Oh!" He snarled.
"You haven't finished your first bite...” He sounded disappointed.
"Mmmmmm, Ginevra? Didn't you enjoy your first bite...?”
Huh? She still had her mouth wide open; he could see her tongue still covered with her first bite.
"Come on puppet, make your daddy happy!" He stuffed the remainder of her sandwich in her mouth, she nearly chocked, tears sprang in her eyes, and luckily, she was still blindfolded. Harry didn't like tears in her eyes, they made him sad.
He force-fed her, stuffing her face with her sandwich, she tried to grind and swallow her food. She downed it in a hurry. Harry went and fetched her her pumpkin juice. Prying her lips apart, pouring the orange in her full mouth, some of it went down her throat, the rest spilling down her jaw, down her bare breasts and stomach, ending up on the couch.

"Ooh, now look at you, you made a right mess of things, you know daddy doesn't like it when puppet Ginevra makes a mess!" His voice snarled at her with contempt.
"No, no, pleas daddy, little Ginny will clean it up, just release me, I'll clean it, please, daddy...” She begged him, no pleaded with him. Sobs sounded through her words. Still trying to swallow the remnants in her mouth.
It was quiet, very quiet. She heard Harry move; he went around the couch, unbuckling the belt, unfolding the blindfold.
Ginny watched Harry sitting in his high winged white leather chair. He had his hands pressed together, his indexes under his chin.
"Well, clean if you must, fetch your wand!" He ordered her.
Orders were good; she knew he'd calmed down now. Rushing over to the tray, Ginny grabbed her wand, scorgified her face, body and the couch. It was pristine again.
"That's a good girl! Now come and sit between my legs, like good little bitch!" He showed her where he liked her too sit. Ginny sat on her knees; her back arched her head held high. Harry stroked her hair, petting her as he would pet a dog.
"That's it you're a good little pet!" His voice soft, reassuring, coaxing her.
Ginny nuzzled his leg, her hand petting his leg, stroking him, ever so slowly, moving to his knee. She heard his breath hitch, yes, that was it, he wanted her to pleasure him.
Her hand caressing his knee, stroking it comforting him. Moving herself upwards resting her hand on his upper leg, feeling his length through the fabric of his expensive trousers.
"You know what to do, pet!" His eyes fixed on her.
"Yes sir, I do!" She kept looking up at him, unzipping his trousers, retrieving his flaccid elongated dick. He had it circumcised, it would dangle between his legs, and Ginny loved watching it.
Ginny slowly stroked his shaft, lubricating her fingers with pre cum, Harry moaned a little, narrowing his eyes, he tilted his head as he watched his pretty wife stroke his length to life, and she had expert hands. Holding his shaft at its base, cupping his tight sack, massaging it. She licked her pretty red painted lips.

Harry was glad she'd painted her lips with the lipstick he'd purchased for her at the expensive Muggle shop. Water, kiss and smudge proof the lady at the counter guaranteed him. Blood Red, Pirate by some fancy designer.

She stroked his dick lazily, just as he liked it, her dainty hand massaging his veins, his shaft elongated to its fullest potential, very potent, it had given him and his lady three beautiful children.

Oh,"yeaaaahhh, slut, like that, gently, easy, now lick it...!" He looked down at Ginny, her tits were pointy, her nails lacquered brilliantly red, her lips pouty and red. Wrapped around his shaft made her look even more pretty.
Ginny, took his tip in her mouth, gently sucking it like pop-sickle. "Hhhhhhmmmm!" Humming and licking, he liked that, puppy eyes, those he liked as well.
"Ow, Sir, your cock is so big, I don't think it’ll fit in my mouth!" She said guiltily. "Your cock is simply too big for me!" She drawled.
"Slut, you always say that but you have to ease it down your throat like the good little slut you are!" He hooked his finger under her chin, leaned down and sucked her tongue, tasting his saltiness on her, nice, very nice.
"Now, suck slut make your master happy!" He leaned back hands folded behind his neck, he would enjoy this.
Ginny leaned back exposing her mouth and throat for him to fuck, she swallowed him onto the girth, pumping his, length with her mouth and throat lazily. He wanted to take time, getting his cock fucked by her mouth. His balls twitched, he felt his seed cuming, dumping a nice load of spunk into her eager mouth, her mouth overflowing. Such a pretty sight.

He took her by the hand leading her out of his study towards the bedroom; he would slow fuck her there. It was so good having a wife at hand who accommodated him in every whim.

"Come mummy, your little Harry needs your attention." He chuckled. He would be such a good boy.
Ginny was knackered, she never knew what Harry wanted, keeping her on her toes at all times.

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