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Daphne giggled when Harry accidentally tickled her side. She had always been the ticklish sort. Even when she was a child, and her younger sister would attack her with wiggling fingers, a tickle could always coax a giggle from her lovely lips.
"Sorry," Harry apologized.
"It's okay," Daphne smiled and kissed him.
It was Saturday morning and both were still in bed. They had spent the night making love until Daphne was too sore. After that, they had cuddled into the warm blankets and fell asleep almost immediately. That was her first time sleeping with a boy. Daphne had never been more comfortable in her entire life. At night the castle could get very cold, and the room they were in was no exception. Harry's warm body did a very good job of keeping her nice and toasty. When she had woken up, she saw that Harry was still asleep. She thought that he looked adorable when he slept. Daphne snuck out of bed and went to the bathroom where she brushed her teeth. After being out of bed for only a few minutes, her nude body started shivering. She quickly scampered back to bed and slid under the covers. Grabbing Harry's arm, she lifted it up and snuggled under it. Before going back to sleep, she kissed him on the lips. She could taste the toothpaste. 'He must have done the same as me,' she thought as she drifted off.
The second time she woke was to a pair of soft lips peppering her neck with kisses. "Mmmm," she hummed in contentment as his lips slid from her neck to her shoulder. That's a nice way to wake up, she thought as his hands explored her naked form. His arm snaked around her waist and pulled her right up against him, face to face as they laid on their sides. He closed his eyes and kissed her on the lips. She gladly returned the steamy kiss, adding her tongue into the mix. She gasped into his mouth as he slid his magnificently large member between her thighs. Harry broke the kiss momentarily and said, "Keep them closed.", referring to her thighs.
She didn't argue as his lips pressed against hers once again. Daphne was already soaking wet. That was something that she was always secretly embarrassed about. She of course didn't tell anyone something so personal, but still. Now, however, she was glad that she could get wet so fast. Not to mention that Harry actually complimented her on it the previous night! She stopped herself from squealing like a fangirl.
His cock slid down the length of her moist slit. She closed her eyes as she felt his penis part her folds. Their hips touched and she knew the last couple inches of his cock was poking out from between her butt cheeks. She blushed massively when he started thrusting. "That feels nice," she shuddered as his girth rubbed against her dripping vagina and throbbing clit over and over.
"Yes it does," he quickly agreed, wrapping one arm around her waist and holding her to himself possessively while the other hand gripped her fantastic ass. Daphne hid her face into his shoulder trying to keep perverse noises from escaping her lovely lips. The noises her vagina was making was already enough to embarrass the poor girl. She was so wet that a loud squelching sound could be heard from between her legs as Harry thrust into her. "Mmm, Daph. I could fuck your perfect thighs all day," he moaned out as one of his fingers found her asshole. She squealed into his shoulder as the tip of his finger started playing with her virgin hole.
Daphne was breathing heavily onto his shoulder as the pleasure intensified. "I'm not going to last long Harry," she groaned before laying kisses on his neck and jawline.
"Go ahead and cum Daphne," he gave her the okay as he increased his pace.
"Cumming!" she squeaked as fluid squirted from her pussy and drenched his groin. Her body shook against his as her orgasm washed over her. He slowed down and finally stopped when she gripped him hard. "Sorry, but it was feeling too good," she admitted quietly. She didn't remove him from between her legs though. She liked having him there.
"Don't worry about it," he smiled, kissing her shoulder. Daphne blushed and hid her face in his chest. She was always embarrassed about something or another when they became physical. Harry had told her that he didn't mind and that it was normal since she didn't have much experience before him. He also said that she wouldn't be as embarrassed as time went on. That made her feel better.
She sighed as she heard him smell her hair. That reminded her that she needed to bathe. She hadn't washed since the previous morning. Not only that, but she considered all the things they did last night. She was almost positive that she was a little sweaty and smelly. That thought took her embarrassment to the next level! Harry must have sensed it because he asked what was wrong.
"I really need to bathe. I'm sure that I am a little smelly," she confessed, not liking the idea of getting out of the nice warm bed to run a bath.
"I think we're both a little ripe. How about you stay in bed while I run a bath for us to share?" he asked. She could have kissed him! Once she realized that she could in fact kiss him, she planted a wet one right on his plump lips. Her cheeks were a bit pink from the idea of sharing a bath with him. The idea did sound nice though. She nodded her head and kissed him again. "After that, I think we need to make an appearance at breakfast."
"Yeah," she agreed. "We've got about an hour before it starts though. That's enough time to soak my sore body." She didn't want to admit it, but her groin was a little tender. Last night she had lost her virginity to a man with a cock the size of a Beater's bat! She was entitled to feel a little sore! She wanted to curse herself as the thought of Harry's gargantuan penis had her feeling moist. Half a day with her crush and she was turning into a sex fiend! Harry kissed her forehead then slid out from underneath the blanket. After only a few seconds, she already missed his warmth. Daphne never liked the cold much. She much preferred the warmer climate of France as opposed to the chilly weather of northern Scotland. She wrapped herself up like a cocoon and closed her eyes. She was just about to drift off when Harry woke her up.
"Bath's ready, love."
Daphne groaned and stretched. It was too early. She was the type of girl that liked to sleep in and avoid early mornings. She squeaked when Harry pulled the blanket off of her and scooped her into his arms. She glared at him as he chuckled and carried her bridal style into the bathroom. Still holding her, he stepped into the hot bath and sat down. Daphne moaned at the hot, scented water that enveloped her aching body. Harry placed her in his lap and wrapped his arms around her belly. Daphne leaned back into his chest and closed her eyes.
Soft lips started working their way around her slender, pale neck causing her breath to shudder. She panted as he began sucking the delicate skin and made goosebumps erupt over her flawless expanse of flesh. "Don't leave a mark," she moaned out, lifting her arms behind her and running her fingers through his messy hair. Daphne arched her back as his strong hands slid up her ribs and cupped her gorgeous breasts. "Pull them," she sexily ordered. She knew Harry was smirking at her request. 'The bastard!' she thought. In his exploration of her virgin body, both he and she had discovered that she absolutely loved having her nipples pulled. It was such a massive turn on to her that she would nearly cum from that alone!
His hands massaged her soapy tits before his fingers grabbed hold of her pink nipples. He tweaked them between his fingers for a few seconds, causing her hips to buck, which in turn caused him to moan as her slick cunt rubbed against his erection. Finally, he gave them a hard pull as his beautiful lips violated her porcelain neck.
"Oh fuck!" she cried as her hips started moving back and forth over his lap. She needed to cum bad! She dry-humped the hell out of his giant manhood. How it could be called "dry humping" when her fluid was coating his cock while they bathed together was beyond her. The only thing that she cared about was the enormous orgasm causing her body to shudder as she rode the Gryffindor behind her.
"Fuck Daphne!" he groaned, letting go of her nipples and grabbing her hips. He started working his hips along with hers until they had a nice rhythm going. Harry watched as the gorgeous Slytherin gyrated on his groin making her shapely tits bounce and jiggle in the most wonderful of ways! He decided to help her out by moving one hand onto her pussy and rubbing her clit. Her body started shaking as she came all over his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the side of her head.
"I couldn't hold it," she blushed, breathing hard. Harry laughed kindly at her expression.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll take care of me soon enough."
He spent the next half hour washing her silky smooth skin. He paid particular attention to her bare breasts much to her pleasure. Her legs parted wide as he gently scrubbed her nether region, making sure to be careful with her clit. He loved working her legs over. Daphne had such perfect legs in his opinion. Soon after, they stepped out of the bath and dried off with a wave of his wand. He grabbed her by the hips and lead her back into the room where he re-lit the fireplace with his wand. He watched her crawl up onto the bed to grab her bra. By doing so, she displayed her sexy ass while on all fours! Not having the opportunity to cum that morning, he was driven mad with desire for the sexy blonde. He grabbed her hips and bottomed out in a single thrust!
"Harry!" she screeched, looking back at him with wild eyes. She saw the naked desire in his eyes and knew that there would be no talking him out of it. She'd have to be late for breakfast. Putting her head down onto the bed, she gripped the covers and moaned into the mattress. She decided to just shut up and let him do what he wanted with her body. She was wiggling and mewling from the pleasure as his long, thick member rubbed every centimeter of her velvety walls. He gripped her ass cheeks tightly and squeezed them as his hips slapped against her sexy, bubble butt. She inhaled deeply when his hands accidentally spread her cheeks, exposing her virgin asshole to the cold air. Her hands clawed at the blanket as the sounds of her wet penetration filled the small room.
"Harry," she moaned, shaking her head. She was about to cum again! The tempo of his fucking increased. and her cheeks jiggled and nipples rubbed against the blanket as her body was pushed forward with every titanic thrust of his cock! "Ohhhhhhhh god!" she cried as she clamped down hard on him in a desperate attempt to milk him of every drop of cum that she could.
"Here it comes," he warned her and groaned as his balls pulsed with every spurt of cum. He continued to fuck her even as his cum leaked from her squirting pussy!
"AGAIN!" Daphne yelled as another climax rolled over her. He pulled out as her pussy ejaculating a torrent of sex juice, spraying it all over the room. Harry watched happily as her ass shook, juices squirted everywhere, and her legs spread and back arched, exposing herself to him. He laughed and slapped her ass soundly, making it jiggle.
"C'mon, love. Time for breakfast!" he said joyfully as he looked around for his clothes.
Daphne's hair was a complete mess, her body was still spasming from the multiple orgasms he had just forced on her, and she had cum dripping from her soaked twat and dribbling down her thighs!
She looked at him.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
It was going to take her forever to get ready. No, he was going to go down to the kitchen and bring her back some food. She'd force the bastard to serve it to her in bed, and maybe feed it to her himself. After that, she'd make him cuddle with her again. That would teach the git! 'In the meantime, I suppose a quick nap wouldn't hurt,' she thought as her body collapsed onto the bed and her eyes closed. She needed to rest if they were going to continue with their weekend of fun!