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Harry's Winter Wonderland (Ch. 5 - Pounding Lily)
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Disclaimer: This story is set in a timeline where Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts for his final, eight year after defeating Voldemort. All characters featured in this story are 18+.
Harry wasn't quite sure how he had survived the last couple of hours, spent with the horniest witches he had ever met, all in various states of undress. At first, he had thought that Ginny's rule of no touching had been a blessing, letting his cock rest until his alone time with Lily. But the way they had teased and taunted him after the competition, doing anything to get a rise out of him short of actually fucking him, had been almost too much to bear, and it soon became clear that this form of forced celibacy was little more than an exercise in self-torture.
But now, as he carried a still-naked Lily in his arms, he knew that all the teasing and torment had been worth it. Lily's soft, naked body pressed against his, her arms wrapped around his neck as she nuzzled her face against his shoulder, her soft breaths tickling his ear, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of finally having her all to himself.
He carried her to his bedroom, the large four-poster bed with its soft, velvet sheets beckoning him, promising them a night of unbridled passion and lust.
Gently, he set her down on the bed, laying her down on her back, the soft mattress giving slightly under her weight.
"Have fun, you two," Susan's voice called from the door frame, her head poking into the room.
"Yeah," Luna echoed, her head appearing next to Susan's. "But don't do anything we wouldn't do!"
Harry laughed, as if such a thing were even possible.
"And don't stay up too late!" Came Daphne's voice from the hallway. "I need my beauty sleep! So no more than two hours without a silencing charm!"
Harry smiled, shaking his head at the antics of the other witches. But even their good-natured ribbing couldn't dampen the excitement that he felt, knowing that he finally had Lily all to himself.
He turned his attention back to Lily, who was laying on her back, her legs spread slightly, her arms resting by her sides, her long, curly, raven-black hair fanned out around her head like a halo. Her deep brown eyes were wide and inviting, her lips slightly parted, her breaths coming in soft, shallow gasps.
Harry's eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her soft, supple flesh. Her breasts were perfect handfuls, her nipples hard and erect, begging to be sucked and played with. Her stomach was flat, her waist narrow, her hips wide and inviting. And between her legs, her pussy was shaved clean, her lips glistening with her arousal, her clit hard and erect, begging to be touched and played with.
Harry could feel his cock straining against his trousers, begging to be released, begging to be buried deep inside of Lily's tight, wet pussy.
But Lily, it seemed, had other plans.
Before Harry could even think to remove his trousers, Lily had sat up, her hands reaching for his belt, her fingers nimbly undoing the buckle, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
"Someone's eager," Harry said, a smirk playing on his lips.
"You have no idea," Lily replied, her voice a low, sultry purr.
She undid the button of his trousers, her fingers wrapping around the zipper, slowly pulling it down, her eyes never leaving his.
Harry could feel his cock straining against his boxers, begging to be released, begging to be touched and played with.
And Lily, it seemed, was more than happy to oblige.
She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers, slowly pulling them down, her eyes widening slightly as his cock sprang free, hard and erect, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.
And the sound that left her throat next made his cock throb with a desperate need, the sheer lust in her gaze making his balls tighten.
"Fuck, Harry," Lily practically mewled. "You have no idea how long I've dreamt of playing with this cock... of feeling its weight in my hands, its thickness down my throat as you fuck my face, your balls slapping against my ass as you pound into me with all your might, making me scream out my pleasure."
She wrapped her hands around his length, her fingers nowhere close to meeting around his thick girth.
Harry let out a low groan at the contact, his hips bucking involuntarily as her hands started to move in a slow, teasing rhythm.
Lily smiled, her eyes locked onto his, a teasing glint in her eyes as she leaned forward, her tongue snaking out to lick the tip of his cock, gathering up the pre-cum that had gathered there.
"Mmm," she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as she savoured the taste. "You taste so fucking good, Harry."
Harry could only groan in response, his hands reaching out to tangle in her hair, his fingers gripping the soft strands tightly as she began to lick and suck his cock in earnest, her head soon bobbing up and down as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth.
She swirled her tongue around the tip, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him hard, her hands working in tandem with her mouth, stroking and teasing him, driving him wild with desire.
Before he knew it, she was choking on his thick, throbbing cock, her eyes watering, the tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe around him.
But Lily was nothing if not determined, and she was not about to let a little thing like her own lack of oxygen stop her.
She pulled back with a loud pop, taking a deep breath before plunging back down on his shaft, taking him deeper into her throat than ever before.
"MMM... G-ghk, Gluck!!" Lily choked as Harry's cock filled her throat, the tip of it tickling the back of her throat.
She could feel her eyes bulge and water, her throat closing around the thick shaft of his cock as she tried to force herself to swallow him down.
"Fuck, Lily, you're so fucking hot like this," Harry groaned, his hips bucking as he pushed his cock deeper down her throat. "It's like your throat was made for my cock!"
Harry's words made Lily whimper around him, her eyes rolling back as she felt her pussy clench with need. She could feel her wetness dripping down her thighs, her clit throbbing with need, her cunt already aching for his thick, hard cock.
She pulled back with another loud pop, her hands gripping the base of his shaft as she caught her breath, a strand of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of his cock as she looked up at him.
"Your cock is so fucking big, Harry," she panted, her eyes heavy-lidded, her gaze filled with lust and desire. "I need you to fuck me already! I can't wait another second!"
Harry could only nod, his hands reaching for her, pulling her up from her kneeling position.
"Then get on your hands and knees," he commanded. "I want to see that perfect ass in the air as I pound you into the mattress!"
Lily could only whimper in response, her face flushed with desire and her pussy already clenching with need as she got on her hands and knees, her ass swaying in the air, her cheeks spread wide, giving him a perfect view of her tight, sopping wet pussy.
Harry could feel his cock throb at the sight, his balls already aching for release. Lily was a work of art, her body a perfect balance of soft curves and firm muscle, the cheeks of her ass jiggling slightly from side to side as she looked back at him, her eyes pleading for him to take her, to fill her with his thick, hard cock.
He stepped closer to her on the bed, his hands reaching for her hips, his fingers gripping her soft, supple flesh as he positioned himself behind her.
He could see her pussy dripping with arousal, glistening in the low light of the room, and he could feel his cock throb with desire.
He lined himself up with her entrance, the tip of his cock rubbing against her soft, wet folds, making her gasp with pleasure.
"Fuck, Harry!" she cried out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she felt his cock tease her. "Please, Harry! Please, just fuck me already! I need you so bad!"
Harry could only groan in response, his hips surging forward, his cock sliding into her tight, wet pussy with ease.
"Oh fuck!" Lily cried out, her head thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt his thick, long cock stretch her out. "You're so fucking big, Harry! I can feel you in my stomach!"
Harry could only grunt in response, his hips already moving in a steady rhythm as he pulled out of her, only to slam back in again, the force of his thrusts rocking her forward on the bed.
"Oh, Merlin!" Lily cried out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she felt his cock filling her up. "Oh fuck, Harry! Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Faster!"
Harry was only too happy to oblige, his hips moving faster and faster, his cock pounding into her with such force that his balls slapped against her clit with every thrust.
The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the sound of Lily's moans and cries as he fucked her harder and faster than she had ever been fucked before.
Fuck, she feels so good, Harry thought, his mind going blank as he lost himself in the sensation of Lily's tight, wet pussy clenching around him, the sound of her moans and cries filling his ears.
He was certain that their lovemaking could be heard throughout the cabin, and that every other witch was listening in, their pussies getting wetter and wetter as they listened to Lily getting fucked hard by her man; fingering themselves to the rhythm of their wild fucking, imagining that they were the ones in Lily's place, that it was their own pussy that was being filled up by his thick, hard cock.
The thought sent another surge of lust through him, his balls tightening as he felt the pressure build up in his cock, the need to fill Lily up with his seed growing stronger.
But not yet. Not yet.
He wanted to make this moment last, to make it unforgettable, to make her scream his name as she came, her pussy spasming around his cock as he filled her up with his seed.
He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he slammed his hips into hers, their bodies coming together with a loud SMACK as he buried his cock as deep into her pussy as it could go, driving her forward on the bed, her face pressed into the sheets as he fucked her with all his might.
She let out a loud, strangled cry, her body shaking as he slammed into her over and over again, her pussy clenching around him as she felt the pressure building up deep inside her core.
"AHH, YES! FUCK! YES! I'M CUMMING, HARRY! I'M FUCKING CUMMING!" she screamed out, her voice high and breathless, her words barely discernible as she felt her orgasm crash over her. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
Harry could feel her pussy spasming around him, her walls clenching around him in rhythmic contractions, milking his cock, pulling at his balls, urging him to fill her up.
And he was only too happy to oblige.
"TAKE MY CUM, YOU WHORE!" he roared out, his own orgasm hitting him with the force of a freight train, his balls tightening as he felt his seed boil up from his balls and race up the length of his shaft.
He slammed his hips forward one last time, burying his cock deep into Lily's pussy as he unloaded inside her, his hot, sticky cum filling her up in thick, long ropes, his balls emptying themselves into her eager cunt.
Lily moaned, her body shaking from the force of her orgasm. An orgasm so intense that she could feel her vision blur at the edges, the sensation of Harry's hot, sticky seed filling her up making her pussy clench even harder.
And as she felt him slide out of her, his cock slipping out of her pussy with a wet squelch, she knew that the night had only just begun.
Harry collapsed onto the bed beside her, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
Lily looked over at him, her eyes full of satisfaction.
"That was amazing, Harry," she panted, her voice breathless with exhaustion.
"It was," Harry panted in response, his arms coming up to pull her into a tight embrace, their sweaty bodies pressed together. "But I'll need a few minutes to recharge if I'm going to spend the night banging you silly, you little whore!"
Lily let out a soft giggle, nuzzling her face into his chest.
"Promise?" she asked, looking up at him, her eyes wide and innocent.
Harry chuckled, his hand reaching up to caress her cheek as he leaned down, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss.
"I promise, Lily. I promise."
Disclaimer: This story is set in a timeline where Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts for his final, eight year after defeating Voldemort. All characters featured in this story are 18+.
