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Shagging Headmistress McGonagall (Part 1)
🕑 Added 2022-11-24 14:55:18 +0000 UTCMinerva McGonagall shook her head and took a deep breath to calm her racing heart as she climbed down the stairs of her office and started heading down to the second floor. The Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry still couldn't believe that she was going on a date with Harry freaking Potter.
A week before, Minerva had been left surprised by Harry's sudden appearance at her office. It had been almost six years since she had last seen the boy. During that time, away from the British shores, he had changed completely. The scrawny kid from the past, that she remembered so fondly had grown into a tall, muscular man with strong, wide shoulders and a broad chest. However, despite having such an attractive body, it was his eyes that truly arrested Minerva's attention. Harry's bright green orbs were glittering like emeralds as he strode into her office and asked her for the Defense job.
In the end, Minerva had no reason to refuse him. Harry Potter was one of the most talented students to have graduated from Hogwarts and he had quite a lot of experience against the Dark Arts. So, she immediately appointed him as her new Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. And now, after a week of classes, she'll happily admit that it had been nothing short of a masterstroke.
The kids loved Harry from the start. Every single one of them had heard stories about the famous Harry Potter, and now, having him as their Defense Professor was like a dream come true. In the end, Minerva thanked her lucky stars that Harry had approached her for the job, as by the end of the week, he was everyone's favorite Professor in the castle.
After his first week back at Hogwarts, Harry visited her in her office again and asked her out to dinner. Minerva had been taken aback at first, but he quickly reassured her that he just wanted to thank her for giving him a job. In the end, it had taken a great effort on Minerva's part to not scoff at the young man's horrible excuse as she was quite aware that it was complete horseshit. After the end of the war, Harry had gained quite the reputation of being a ladies' man. Apparently, all that fame and hero worship from defeating the Dark Lord was quite helpful in encouraging witches to drop their knickers for him.
In the end, Minerva discovered that like the rest of the Wizarding world's female population, she was also not immune to Harry's boyish charms, so she accepted his invitation.
Minerva took a deep breath as she reached Harry's quarters. The Headmistress looked down at her slutty spaghetti-strap green dress and smiled in satisfaction before raising her hand to knock on the door. However, before she could give the door a knock, a voice came from the inside that stopped her in her tracks.
"Come in, Minerva. The door's unlocked," Harry's unmistakable voice called out to her from the inside.
Minerva stared at the closed door in bewilderment, her mouth gaping open. The Headmistress quickly got over her surprise and she swiftly pushed the door open and marched inside.
"How did you-" Minerva started to demand an explanation but was interrupted halfway through her question by Harry.
"Albus taught me some of his tricks before he died," Harry answered her question with a grin as he stood there in the middle of his sitting room.
Minerva huffed in exasperation and gently closed the door behind her.
As she turned around, Minerva found her eyes wandering over Harry's body. The young man was dressed in a dark blue shirt along with black slacks that fit snugly on his well-sculpted body. On top of that, Harry's perpetually messy hair was styled in a more flattering hairstyle with the help of some sleakazy potion, that in her opinion, made him look even more attractive. All in all, Minerva was quite pleased with what she was seeing.
While Minerva was checking him out, Harry was feasting his eyes on the older woman at the same time. For their date tonight, the Headmistress had forgone her usual black robes and witches' hat and was instead dressed in a flattering green dress with a generous cleavage that left little to the imagination. To Harry's further surprise, Minerva had also let her hair down for the night, and the black locks fell down over her shoulder in gentle waves.
"I'm so glad you came, Minerva," Harry said as he walked forward to welcome the Headmistress.
Minerva couldn't help but smile in approval as Harry bent down and placed a kiss on the back of her hand like a gentleman. "Well, I hope your cooking skills are as good as you boasted, Harry," she joked to him almost playfully.
Harry laughed in good nature before offering Minerva his arm and leading her to their table. Once he had helped her into her chair, he walked around the table and sat down opposite her.
For the next hour, Minerva and Harry got to know each other over a delicious, fulfilling meal. During that time, Harry entertained the older witch with stories about his life these past few years, about the things he'd seen while traveling and the things he'd done. By the time he finished, Minerva found herself becoming more and more impressed by this older and more mature version of Harry Potter.
Once the dinner had been finished, the two of them decided to move to the large sofa near the fireplace as they enjoyed a glass of fine wine.
Minerva bit her lip cutely, as she waited for Harry to make the first move.
Harry noticed the way Minerva's eyes kept lingering in his direction and he decided to scoot a bit closer to her. Then slowly, almost casually, he placed his right hand on her knees and gave her an inquiring look.
Minerva looked down in surprise as she felt Harry's hand on her thigh. "What do you think you're doing, Professor Potter?" she asked him almost playfully while arching an eyebrow at him.
Harry grinned in answer to Minerva's question and slowly moved his hand up and underneath her dress.
Minerva's breath hitched as Harry's hand disappeared under her dress and started traveling upwards her smooth leg and toward her pussy. The Headmistress hissed and jerked her hips in pleasure as Harry's fingers brushed over the sensitive inside of her thighs, and finally came in touch with her hairless pussy.
Harry smiled at Minerva's reaction to his touch and then used his thumb and forefinger to spread open her pink petals. "Oh, gosh! That feels wonderful, Harry!" Minerva moaned as he slipped two of his fingers inside her twat and started exploring her tight, wet tunnel.
Minerva sighed in satisfaction as Harry's finger worked its way inside the warm interiors of her pussy. The Headmistress leaned back into the couch arms and spread her legs open wider to allow him the necessary space to do his job.
As he furiously drove his fingers back and forth inside Minerva's dripping pussy, Harry found more spots that made her squirm and whine in lust, and soon she started to buck and thrust her hips in an uncontrolled manner.
Minerva gasped as Harry's fingers hit against her G-spot and then there was an explosion behind her eyes as her toes curled in pleasure and orgasmic aftershocks shook her entire body, resulting in her blacking out for a few moments.
"Merlin! You're a vision of beauty, Minerva," said Harry in awe, as he retracted his damp fingers from the older witch's fluttering pussy. Minerva's face was flushed red from the force of her orgasm and her entire body was trembling in pleasure.
When Harry slid his fingers free from her pussy, Minerva felt empty, exposed, but it was only for a moment as he put his dripping fingers inside his mouth and sucked and licked up all her juices. Minerva whimpered at the sexy sight and pulled him in for a kiss. As she tasted herself on Harry's tongue, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she moaned in his mouth loudly.
For the next few minutes, Minerva kissed Harry's lips to her heart's content before turning her attention to his soft earlobe and started nibbling on it gently. "Gosh, you made me feel so wonderful, Harry Potter. Would you like me to return the favor now?" she moaned in his ear in a needy voice as her hands slipped inside his shirt and roamed all over his broad chest.
Harry's lips curled upwards in a pleased smile as Minerva's hands drifted down to his pants and cupped his hard erection. The older witch stopped tugging on his earlobe and gave him a wicked smile as she quickly knelt down on the floor, and sat down right between his legs.
Harry hummed appreciatively as Minerva unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Once he was completely naked, she leaned down towards his lap, and her hand slowly wrapped around his dick as she examined him with wide, pleased eyes before pressing a couple of gentle kisses to his ballsack. The Headmistress stuck out her tongue as she teased his balls for a few seconds before deciding to take his throbbing dick in her opened maw. At the same time, her soft hands moved down to grip him near the base and started stroking him delicately as she flicked her tongue across his sensitive frenulum, causing Harry to hiss and gave a hard tug on her long hair.
Once it began, it didn't take long for Harry to start seeing stars in his eyes. Shortly after Minerva started to give him head, he was loudly moaning her name several times as she sucked his dick like a pro, taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth until his cock was brushing against the back of her throat, and she had to fight against the urge to gag.
Finally, Harry couldn't hold back any longer and he came with a shout, his hips stuttering, and lifting off the couch, pushing upwards into Minerva's throat one last time. As he trembled in pleasure, Harry felt the older woman swallow around him, drinking down his cum to the last drops. The thought made him shudder, leading to one last pulse of pleasure spiraling through his body.
Once Harry was good and empty, he grabbed Minerva's arm and pulled her onto his lap. "I hope you're not too tired, Professor. Because I've no plans of letting you go easily tonight," he told her with a challenging glint in his eyes.
"Big words, Potter. I'll believe them once I have some proof," Minerva replied in a mocking voice as she wiped a hand across her bruised lips, chasing away spit and the last few drops of his cum.
Harry smirked and started rubbing his hard dick back and forth across Minerva's lower lips before slowly pushing up and sliding into her wet tunnel. As his bulbous head slipped inside her pussy, Minerva arched her back in pleasure and wrapped her arms around his neck as she started bouncing up and down energetically.
From there, things started to become a bit of a blur as the two of them spent the rest of the night making love to each other all over Harry's apartment, before finally collapsing into his bed as they tired each other out.
