Stories untold | By : ggg Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: This is my first fanfic ever and English is only my second language. Feedback and corrections are very welcome.
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The war had been over for over two years now and life had started to settle into more of a routine.
It was getting late but it was a Friday night so Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were enjoying one of the rare times all of them found the time to go out at the Leaky Cauldron.
After quite a few butterbeers their discussions grew more and more heated and more and more raunchy…
Oh sure, like you guys got any sexual experience worth mentioning while we were at Hogwarts!
Hermione threw in with flushed cheeks.
Oi, we got loads of experience at Hogwarts!
Harry interjected.
Yeah! Like that time Harry tried anal in public with Cho!
Ron said, before quickly taking a swig from his glass.
You What?!
Ginny blurted out looking shocked, amused and morbidly curious at the same time. She was relieved to find that Hermione looked just as caught off guard.
Of course she knew that she hadn’t been her boyfriend's first and to be honest she liked it that way. After all she had had her fair share of experimentation herself before finally getting with Harry. And, as much fun as it could be to deflower some inexperienced virgin boy, it got stale pretty quick and she had been more than happy to find that the love of her life actually knew what he was doing and didn’t need her to teach him everything.
But public anal sex at 15 years old? That was definitely more extreme than she expected.
Ron almost choked on his fire whisky laughing so hard at his sister’s and his girlfriend’s perplexed expression and Harry’s obvious embarrassment.
You don’t know that story?
He managed to ask his sister, wiping liquor off his chin with his sleeve.
I’m dying to hear it! Spill it, hon…
She said, teasingly poking Harry. He sighed.
Allright...allright...if you insist.
He took a big gulp of fire whisky for courage and started telling the story of how he had fucked Cho Chang up the arse back in his 5th year at Hogwarts.
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Harry could not have imagined his valentines date with Cho to go any worse. Upon setting foot into Madam Puddifoot’s sickeningly romantic tea shop he knew this wasn’t going to be everything he had hoped for. Yet, Cho openly crying about Cedric with everyone staring at them whilst he was stuck staring into his confetti infested cappuccino followed by him foolishly mentioning Hermione in front of his very emotionally unstable and famously jealous girlfriend topped everything.
So here he was running after her out into the cold February air. He stopped for a second. Frantically looking around searching he just caught a glimpse of her cloak vanishing around the corner into a narrow and dark alley between the shops. Almost slipping on the slick snowy cobblestone Harry gave chase.
Cho, wait up!
He yelled after her.
She turned around and glared at him. There were still tears running down her cheeks.
What?! What do you want, Harry? You want to tell me how great your other girlfriend is again?
Her voice was quivering, constantly shifting from furious to desperate, interrupted again and again by her sobbing.
Cho…
Harry slowly walked towards her.
All I want is you...you know that.
He reached out to her. She flinched back when he touched her shoulder but then immediately threw herself into his arms.
Show me.
She whispered.
Show me you want me.
She grabbed his hands, pressing one on her breasts the other straight to her throat. Her eyes were burning with passion, desire and desperation.
Harry was completely caught off guard. He had expected more crying and fighting but this…
Cho I...
Show me you’re a man, Potter…
She almost spat his name into his face and instinctively his grip around her throat tightened, silencing her immediately. Harry felt a sudden rush. The moment his hand had closed around Cho’s neck and he felt her soft warm skin, her pulse fluttering against his fingers, a feeling of power and arousal stronger than he had ever felt before swept over Harry. He stared into Cho’s wide tear filled eyes, she was gasping for air. His throbbing erection was pressing against his pants yearning to be freed and Harry was more than happy to oblige. He hurried to take his hand off her breasts, ripping open the buttons of her blouse in the process, and fumbled to undo the button and zipper of his trousers. Her lace bra was showing now, barely covering her soft pale teenage tits that had grown so much over the past year. Harry’s cock sprang free all seven inches of it pulsing with excitement the swollen tip already moist with precum.
Cho’s eyes widened even more. Harry saw a spark of arousal and maybe even fear in them before he grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head down forcing her to kneel in the snow.
Is this what you want, bitch?
Harry, I…
Her eyes were restlessly darting back and forth from Harry’s face to his throbbing erection to the bustling street just a couple of yards away. A battle was visibly raging inside her between emotion and reason, lust and rationality. Her words were barely audible.
I…Use me, Har...
She said, before Harry silenced her by forcing his cock deep into her mouth. He was so overwhelmed at how great the soft warmth felt, that he almost came then and there. Forcefully suppressing his climax he pushed even further down Cho’s throat.
She tried to pull back, tried to push him away, retching and choking on his member that seemed to fill her whole mouth and beyond. Tears started to stream down her cheeks once again.
Her throat was convulsing around him as Cho was choking on his cock. Harry could feel her desperately fighting for air. Her hands were aimlessly clawing at his robes, begging.
He grabbed her head with both hands and slowly pulled back. A glimmer of hope appeared in Cho’s eyes but quickly vanished when Harry pushed in again, even deeper this time, and with force. He started pushing in and out of her, using her head like a fucktoy with no regard for how she felt.
Harry only stopped when he saw Cho’s eyes roll back into her skull. She was about to pass out. Harry let go and Cho fell back, coughing, desperately sucking in breath after painful breath, the cold air burning in her abused throat. He had gone too far, he knew it. Harry was fully expecting to hear her say the safeword they had established when they first started going all the way after their first awkward mistletoe kiss a couple of weeks back, but…
Is that all you’ve got?
She barely managed to say, her breasts heaving with every raspy breath of air.
Oh, there’s a lot more where that came from
Harry smirked, his surprised expression quickly replaced by a sadistic grin. Once again, he grabbed her by her throat, pulled her up to feet , ripping off her bra, setting free her firm and well developed breasts. His other hand gripped one of them tight before he bent down slightly, put his mouth on her dark nipple that stood stiff and proud in the cold winter air and bit down on it. She squirmed and moaned in a mixture of arousal and pain. His hands roamed her body, exploring, touching, squeezing, tugging. He pulled up her skirt and found a handful of her firm ass barely contained by the lace thong she was wearing. Apparently she had dressed up for him.
He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a deep kiss. Her hot lips, still wet from sucking his cock, parted and her tongue welcomed his, as they were playfully dancing around each other.
Oh Harry…
She softly moaned mid kiss before playfully biting his lower lip. Harry grabbed a handful of her silky black hair and yanked back her head. She gasped, half from shock, half from the pain.
Don’t get cocky now!
Harry growled through gritted teeth. Cho looked up at him definitely and expectantly.
Or what?!
Harry could see the anticipation in her eyes. She couldn’t wait to find out what was next.
He grabbed her, spun her around and quickly bent her over a couple of bins, slamming her face into the thin layer of snow that had settled on them.
She was squirming but Harry held her down with one hand on the back of her neck. Bent over like that her round ass was presented to him on a silver platter. Her short skirt barely covered her cheeks and her slender milky legs and stockings made Harry’s cock twitch with excitement. Harry could still hear the bustling street behind him. This was madness.
But as he watched Cho’s body writhing in the snow in front of him, her skirt riding up and once again revealing her thong, soaking wet and barely covering her cunt that looked so inviting, he knew he could never resist.
Hold still.
He growled, kicking her legs apart and pulling up her skirt. Her ass was really something to behold pushing out towards him. Wasting no time he grabbed hold of her thong and yanked it down with such force that the fabric ripped and he left red marks on Cho’s cheeks.
She whimpered, shivering slightly. Her face and bare breasts were still pressed into the snow and now she stood fully exposed and helpless, her dripping cunt fully exposed for Harry and the world to see.
He knew she could still hear the noises from the bustling street, but Harry held her head firmly turned the other way. She had no way of knowing whether people had noticed them, were staring at her. He saw that his plot was working as a wave of shame and arousal sent even stronger shivers down her entire body than the cold had done.
But the only one staring was Harry himself, who took a moment to marvel at the view she gave him. Her firm round buttocks perfectly framed her glistening lips, slick with her juices and gaping open ever so slightly. Teasing, beckoning him to enter.
But bent over at such an angle she presented him with an equally enticing spectacle as just above her pussy the slightly darker skin of her puckered arsehole stood in stark contrast with the pale skin of her cheeks. With every heaving breath she took it seemed to pulsate, opening ever so slightly, giving Harry ideas that hadn’t crossed his mind before.
He groaned as even more blood seemed to rush to his already rock hard cock making it ache with arousal.
Is that what you want?
he growled, as he rammed his full length into her awaiting cunt, burying himself in her warmth.
A muffled cry escaped her, as he pulled back only to push back into her with even more force.
Yes! Yes, Harry! Fuck me!
The pained quiver in her voice gave Harry the motivation he needed and he steadily picked up the pace. He pounded into her hard enough to make the bins she was lying on clang into each other. His hand, still pinning her down, closed around her neck and he could feel every breath, every cry and every whimper fluttering against his fingers.
When he slammed his other hand down on her bare ass, leaving a bright red handprint, his eyes found their way back to that other hole. Transfixed he stared as every time he pushed deep into her cunt, her arsehole stretched and pulsed. How had he never noticed how unbelievably inviting it looked?
Without thinking much, Harry gathered all the spit he could muster and spat right on her hole, making it glisten just like her cunt had before.
Cho was once again writhing in his grip. She had been getting a little too comfortable.
Harry, what…? What are you doing?!
Oh, you’ll see!
And without further warning, he pulled his cock out of her cunt, glistening with her juices, and put it right up against her backdoor, slowly but steadily pushing forward.
Cho froze, her eyes wide, her mouth open as if to protest but she simply dug her fingers into the edge of the bin holding on for dear life.
Harry watched in awe as the swollen red tip of his cock slowly pushed into her arse, stretching her hole more and more until it closed around his head and swallowed him.
It was incredibly tight. Almost painfully so. Cho’s body seemed to protest against this intrusion, convulsing around his cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Harry’s entire body.
His eyes still fixed on his own cock in his helpless girlfriend’s ass he pushed further, now letting go of her neck and grabbing her hips with both hands to help thrust his thick member into her.
Cho had come back to life. Between quick shallow breaths she managed to say:
Harry, what…why…it hurts!
Tears were once again streaming down her face.
Say the word.
Harry offered her the way out, stopping half way in. He could see a battle raging behind her tearful eyes. She took a deep breath and bit down hard on her quivering lip, before pushing back against him as hard as she could, forcing all seven inches of his cock deep into her tight arse.
For a second Harry was completely overwhelmed. His surroundings seemed to blur, the streetnoise faded away and the cold lost all its bite.
Her arse enveloped him completely, her warm walls so tight he could feel her rapid pulse in his cock. It was exhilarating. Never had he felt so one with another person.
Slowly he pulled back a couple of inches, before once again entering her tight hole.
As Cho tried to control her breathing, they slowly found a rhythm. She pushed herself up from the bins and arched her back where she met Harry in a tear filled, desperate, passionate kiss.
Harry let his hands roam across her body, following the shape of her waist and lightly cupping her breasts, feeling her relax more and more as she adjusted to his cock pumping in and out of her virgin ass.
As Harry showered her neck with kisses, her whimpers started to turn into soft moans.
Harder, Harry. Harder!
That was the word Harry had been waiting for. He began to pick up the pace one hand roughly groping her boobs while the other once again closed around her slender neck.
As he pounded her ass harder and harder Cho’s short pain filled shrieks and passionate moans echoed in the alley along with the loud clapping sounds of skin on skin.
His cock slammed into her tiny hole again and again, stretching, ripping, dominating.
Harry could feel the pressure building and with one last powerful thrust he exploded deep in Cho’s arse, filling her with spurt after spurt of hot spunk.
Catching his breath, he slowly pulled back, his cum dripping out of her mangled and gaping arsehole, running across her neglected pussy and down her legs ruining her clean white stockings.
Gently, Harry turned her around, cupped her tear and makeup smeared cheek and kissed her softly on the lips.
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As Harry finished, Ginny and Hermione gaped at him in disbelieve, while Ron, who had known this story for years had an almost dreamy expression on his face.
Finally Ginny broke the silence.
That was so hot! I knew you did things with Cho, but I never knew you went that far!
Her eyes were hungrily fixed on Harry.
A bit too far maybe, don't you think?
Hermione added, trying to be the moral compass, but barely containing her own arousal as she absentmindedly stroked Ron's leg under the table.
Yeah, in hindsight it wasn't the healthiest relationship. But we tried with the safeword and all. And Cho definitely got a taste for doing things in public after that. No more anal though.
Harry reminisced, a faint smile on his lips.
Ginny snorted.
Oh Merlin, no wonder! Imagine loosing your anal virginity like that! I bet she couldn't walk straight for a week! It explains how you got a taste for it though.
She winked at Harry who grinned and playfully nudged her in the shoulder.
Oi! Too much information. I'm still only tolerating you guys, I don't need details!
Ron shouted from across the table, playfully pointing a finger at his sister and his best friend making them all break out in laughter.
Hermione threw him a curious look.
So, Ronald. You got any stories like that?
Ron's laughter faded slightly.
Let's get another round before I answer that.
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