January 18th 1997
Hogwarts, England
Harry heard the toilet flush and the water of the shower start up. Toothbrush in mouth, Fleur swung the door open.
"Come on," she said, waving Harry over. He joined her in his dorm bathroom, sharing the limited sink and mirror space with her as Harry used his toothbrush
Harry spat out his toothpaste and rinsed in time to see Fleur stripping off her pajamas, revealing her luscious, naked body to him. 32GG-cup tits with wide, pink areolas, a pretty little pussy, pale skin, and a nice, round ass, Fleur Delacour was, and always would be, a sight to behold.
"So, you wanna join me or what? Save some water?" Fleur said, stepping into the shower.
"Sure," Harry said, stripping out of his sleep clothes and soon he was naked and joined Fleur under the hot water. Fleur liked the water a shade too hot for Harry's tastes, but the way she looked under the showerhead more than made up for it.
At first, they were actually trying to shower. Harry and Fleur soaped and scrubbed and helped each other soap and scrub, but, well, this turned into one of those one-thing-led-to-another situations in a hurry, and soon the two of them were making out under the hot water. They kissed passionately, their hands roaming over each other as they first made out, then ground Harry's cock against her pussy lips. Fleur looked up into Harry's eyes, nodding, urging him on as Harry pressed inside of her.
"Oh, fuck yeah, gimme that cock!" Fleur exclaimed as Harry fucked her against the wall.
"Fuck," Harry grunted, fighting for footing as he pounded into her, her slippery, wonderful breasts crushed against his chest. It was hot, she was hot, but that didn't stop their feet from threatening to slide out from underneath them.
"Fucking shower sex," Fleur complained.
"It's never as hot as you'd think, is it? Kinda awkward?" Harry replied, still fucking into her.
"It is if you know how to do it. Here, pull out of me."
"Okay."
Harry did as she said, and Fleur turned around, spreading her legs and bracing her arms against the wall. Harry lined himself up behind her, running his hands over her magnificent ass, squeezing it, loving how she cooed in response to his handling. Still bracing herself, Fleur looked over her shoulder and reached between her legs for his cock. At first, she rubbed it up against her pussy lips, but then she arched her back, spreading her ass cheeks slightly enough to give Harry a great look at her puckered asshole and pressing the head of his cock against it.
"MOTHERFUCKER!" Fleur roared as Harry pressed the head of his cock into her tight, so tight, so hot asshole.
Fleur bit her lip and forced back against Harry. An inch at a time, his cock slid into her ass, and though she grunted and squealed, she gritted her teeth and urged Harry on. Fleur let out sounds of pleasure and Harry let her set the pace until he was balls deep in her ass.
Harry leaned over her, kissing the back of her neck and squeezing her tits, marveling at the tightness of her ass as he started to slide in and out of her. It was a slow, deliberate pace at first but soon Harry sped up. The heat in the shower hardly mattered, only the tightness of her ass, the wet slapping of their bodies against each other, and her moans which were no longer moans but savage screams urging Harry onward.
"Fuck my ass, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Fleur cried out, rapidly fingering herself while Harry fucked her harder and harder. Carefully, Harry bent over, grabbing her breasts, squeezing her nipples, tweaking them ever so slightly to make her scream while he pounded her harder and harder.
Harry bent over and kissed her. She kissed Harry back, not a friendly, sweet kiss but the kiss of a ravenous beast.
"GOD, FUCK ME!" Fleur screamed, pressing back harder against his cock.
Harry thrust into her, blind by his need to fuck her harder, suddenly getting dizzy, from the buildup, from the heat,
"FUCK, FUCK, FUCKING FUCK I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMING!" Fleur screamed, her body tensing, then bucking against Harry, her legs nearly giving out. He held her up, barely, but he wasn't able to do much more than that as he grunted with his own orgasm. Opening up the floodgates as Harry filled her ass with his cum felt amazing, but with the heat and exertion, it took everything Harry had not to black out.
Both of them panting, Harry leaned up against her, kissing the back of her neck.
"Thanks," Fleur said huskily.
"No problem," Harry replied
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Tracey took off her bra and dropped her shorts, revealing herself completely naked to Harry.
Harry followed by carefully taking off his shoes and socks, then removing his shirt and dropping his shorts and underwear to the ground. His ten-inch cock practically bounced out, rock hard.
Harry closed the gap between them and soon their bodies pressed against each other, his cock resting up against her stomach, they wrapped their arms around each other. Harry leaned down and kissed her on the lips with Tracey kissing back passionately, wanting to explore his entire mouth with her tongue. Harry held her back, slightly, trying to develop a good, comfortable pace, and once she understood what was happening Tracey adjusted to match Harry and soon they were making out pretty nicely.
Harry started to explore her body with his hands, running them down her back to her tight ass, grazing them up her sides, and tracing them over her breasts. She shivered when Harry flicked her nipples with his thumbs, rolling them between his fingers. Not only did it make her moan into his mouth, but it seemed to make her nipples even harder.
Tracey explored Harry's body similarly, but she had mostly one goal in mind. Her hands settled on his cock, trying to wrap around it but failing. She grasped it, and ran them up and down, spreading precum all over the head before running back down, cupping his balls.
If she wanted to touch his cock, well, two could play that game. Harry dropped a hand down between her legs, his fingers experimentally dancing around the folds of her sex. If she was moist before, all it took was a little work on her clit between his fore and middle fingers for her to get completely wet, even straight up soaked. Her moans took on a higher pitch as Harry explored her folds deeper and deeper, but once Harry stuck his middle finger deep inside, she jolted against him, a single deep moan taking her.
Tracey pointed at his cock. "Can you please put that..."
She spread her pussy lips with one hand and pointed at them with the other. "...in here, and bury it to the hilt.."
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