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Adventures At Hogwarts (fm, mast, voy, oral, magic)
by ISH
Where to start?
Well to begin with, my name is Susan. Susan Bones.
I'm a student at Hogwarts. I'm sure you know all about Hogwarts. It's a
school for wizards and witches. I'm a witch.
I go to classes and live there for most of the year. Maybe you have seen
me in a movie or read of me in a book. I have long flowing red hair and
brown eyes. My cheeks are a little fatter than I would like, but mother
says that it is just baby fat and that they will trim up when I get a
little older. I'd like to say that I am too modest to call myself
beautiful. Instead, I'll say that never a day went by at Hogwarts when
some boy didn't tell me how much he loved me.
Well, you may think that this story is going to be about Harry Potter and
his friends, Ron and Hermione. It isn't. Harry is kind of cute and so
is Ron, even if he is a bit goofy looking--but he has huge hands and
feet, so if I'm lucky, maybe one day I will write a story about Ron. I
like Hermione a lot, because I sit next to her in some of my classes and
she is very smart. Sometimes I wonder why she wasn't placed in
Ravensclaw. The point is that, although I like Harry and his friends,
they just spend too much time getting into mischief. That is pretty much
true for all the Gryffindors. Yes, they're brave, but they're also
careless.
This story isn't about anyone from Slytherin either. Mostly, I despise
the whole lot of them. Some are cute--like Draco--but they are all so
snobby and have some kind of fascination with the whole "cloak and
dagger" image. When they aren't trying to get other people into trouble,
they're looking for ways to stab their classmates in the back.
And of course this story isn't about the Ravensclaws. They spend all
their free time locked in their tower reading books, playing crossword
puzzles and trivia games. Booorrring!
No, this story is about my brothers and sisters in Hufflepuff. Well, we
aren't really brothers and sisters. It's a figure of speech. We all
live together, work together and best of all, we love together.
HufflePuffs are often thought of as the dregs of Hogwarts--Gryffindor got
all the courageous, Slytherin got the ambitious, Ravensclaw got the
intellectuals and Hufflepuff got the rest.
Maybe it's true about the other houses, I really don't know. I don't
know what goes on in the Gryffindor and Ravensclaw towers or in the
Slytherin dungeon. We aren't allowed to go in there. But I can tell you
what goes on in our House.
I still remember my first night. I wanted to be in Hufflepuff because my
mother was in Hufflepuff. She is in the Ministry of Magic, and she said
that hard workers were always rewarded, but she also said that the
rewards in Hufflepuff were better than those anywhere else.
When the sorting hat put me in Hufflepuff, I was so happy that I ran to
the table and sat next to a really nice fellow named Cedric. He was very
handsome and he gave me a hug. His hug was so warm and his smile was so
nice that I almost melted. That was just a taste of what was to come.
Or perhaps I should say "what was to cum".
When I first entered the Hufflepuff dungeon, I was suprised at how warm
and comfortable it was. It wasn't anything like I imagined a dungeon
would be. The other Hufflepuffs were all lounging around in the common
room in pajamas and underwear. Some were kissing, some were holding
hands and some were just talking. Our prefect--I don't remember his name
because it was a couple of years ago and he was all hot and bothered
about some other girl at the time--showed us the sleeping areas. We each
had a small bed and a place for our uniforms and personal things.
On the first night, Professor Sprout came in and talked to all of us.
She welcomed us to her House and she told us some of the House Secrets.
I'm sorry I can't tell you those, but they really are House Secrets.
Then she spent the entire night teaching us girls how to cast some
necessary spells. Professor Sprout is the Herbology professor and she is
an expert in getting things to grow and also she is an expert in keeping
other things from growing. She told us the first night that some of us
needed one spell immediately and it was to keep us from getting pregnant.
I thought this was funny because I had never been with a boy. I mean I
knew what to do and I knew how it was done, but I had just never gotten
around to it. I had had plenty of offers, but the boys--at least up
until then--were so geeky and boring.
Over the span of the first year, we learned a few other spells. One was
how to keep a boy's penis hard, another was how to charm a candlestick to
assume the shape of a huge cock and hover and vibrate and move about.
I'm sure you can guess what that is used for. I know that the boys also
learned some spells too, and I have seen them use one or two. I saw
Justin--he's in Hufflepuff too--use a spell to make his tongue almost
twelve inches long one time. Not only was it funny, but when he put that
thing to use, it lit up my world.
Professor Sprout and the older Hufflepuffs impressed on us the
importantce of these spells and also the need to keep what we did in our
House secret and to ourselves only. She told us that when we were
sixteen, we would be allowed to mix with the other students of the other
Houses, and that was when they would get a real appreciation of what it
meant to be a Hufflepuff and they would stop looking down at us. In
fact, she laughed, when we turned sixteen, she guaranteed that we would
all be the hottest desire of every other student's dreams. But until
then, we were in training when we were not in classes.
Professor Sprout and Madam Pomfrey interviewed each one of us privately.
Madame Pomfrey gave us all physicals to make sure we were healthy and
also she wanted to know how far along in puberty we were. I was an
average bloomer. At 11 I had only the first one or two hairs sprouting
from my cunny, and my breasts were only just beginning to puff out a
little bit. They were very sensitive and when she gave me a training
bra, I had no idea that it was charmed to caress my breasts all day long
and encourage their growth. The panties she gave me were charmed also.
They were charmed to slowly dissolve my hymen and stimulate my twat's
ability to lubricate. The panties also helped me stay tight and relieved
soreness. They would become as important to me as my wand--and I can
promise you that my wand has done things for me that you wouldn't
believe.
After Madame Pomfrey's examination and assignments, Professor Sprout
matched me up with Ernie MacMillan. Ernie is a really nice boy with
blonde hair and blue eyes. He has a nice smile. He was my my first
loving partner. Since we were both in the same year, we both were
restricted to fondling and mutual masterbation for a while. I'll never
forget the first time.
It was after the evening meal. Ernie and I knew what we were supposed to
do, but neither of us was very comfortable in doing it. We went together
to one of the small sitting rooms in the Hufflepuff Dungeon. It was
decorated with lots of curtains and had pallets on the floor. Some of
the curtians were closed and we could tell that there were other couples
behind them doing their assingments. A couple of other curtians were not
closed even though there were some other students there too. Mostly they
were older students and they were fucking like there was no tomorrow.
Ernie wanted to stop and watch and we stood there for a little bit. The
boy (I never really knew his name because he left after taking his OWLs
that year) only looked up and winked at me with a smile. I smiled back
but he turned his attention back to the girl who he had face down on the
pallet as he rammed his cock up her from behind. She had her hands out
above her head and was gripping the edge of the pallet so hard her
knuckles were white. I didn't understand why at the time, but suddenly
my own cunny was getting hot and slippery. I could feel a little wetness
in the crotch of my panties and my breath was growing short. Without
realizing it, I had grabbed Ernie's hand and the two of us watched
hypnotically as the two older teens fucked like wild animals.
Before long, I couldn't stand it anymore. So I pulled Ernie by the hand
to another pallet and closed the curtain. At that point, I was so hot
that I didn't care if Ernie helped or not, I just unzipped mu robe and
dropped it to the floor, then I yanked open my blouse and lifted the
training bra above my little nubbins. I dropped my panties to the floor
and then sat on the pallet with my knees apart and slammed the palm of my
hand against my cunny. "Ohhh" was all I remember saying as the fire in
my groin exploded at my own touch. I slipped a finger up and down my
slit once or twice making it well lubricated, and then I slowly slipped
it into my tight wet hole.
Across from me, Ernie had taken his own robe off and was humping his
fist. His eyes were glued to my finger as it plunged in and out of my
cunny. His pumping took on an almost desperate urgency for a few moments
and I saw his hips thrusting involuntarily and his butt cheeks tightened.
I knew he was having and orgasm, even though nothing came out.
The sight of his short and stubby, but otherwise delicious looking prick
gave me something to masturbate to, myself, and I rubbed myself for him.
Just as I saw him beginning to convulse I let my free hand reach around
and flick my clitty. Fireworks exploded in my head and I came, myself, a
flood of my love juice flowing freely out my cunny.
I flopped back on the pallet and sighed as I came down off the cloud.
Ernie lay next to me and we held hands for a few moments. Then he kissed
my cheek and draped one arm across my bare chest. We snuggled for a few
moments. "Thanks," he said with a whisper.
"Thanks," I answered.
"I can hardly wait for tomorrow."
"Why wait?" he asked.
"Because I have homework to do and the last thing in the world I want is
to fail and have to leave here, and leave you."
"Oh," he blushed. "Gee, I guess you're right. You want to go now?"
"In a minute," I told him. "I want to just lay here for a few more
minutes."
It was the first time I had masturbated in front of another person, let
alone, a boy. It had been innocent and beautiful and I will always love
Ernie for it.
The next day, after our classes were over, Ernie and I went back to the
sitting room. We found a pallet and began to undress. We just stood
there watching each other strip and I could tell that he was getting just
as excited as I was. Not only was his breathing faster, but his little
cock was rock solid and stanging out. It was only four inches long, but
we were both only 11 so that was plenty big for what we wanted to do.
No, we were not supposed to start fucking for another two years, and I
was worried that I would not be able to hold off that long. For some
reason I wanted him in me immediately, but we did as we were told by the
prefects and Professor Sprout and spent the first half of the first year
masturbating in each other's presence and touching each other and getting
to know each other.
I was so happy when Christmas came. Not only did it mean gifts and a
visit home to my mother, but it also meant that when we returned to the
school, we would be learning oral pleasures. I vividly remember sitting
across from Ernie on the train on the way back to Hogwarts. We kept
cutting knowing glances at each other and yet had to keep ourselves under
control. I could smell the musk of him and I know he could sense my own
arousal. I couldn't help but notice that he had grown a little bit. And
he had a sort of self confidence about him. Something had changed over
the holidays, and I could hardly wait to get back to Hufflepuff so that I
could ask him what was up. I mean what else was up, I thought to myself.
When we did manage to get back to Hufflepuff, we didn't have a whole lot
of time before we were supposed to be in the great hall. Ernie only
briefly caught me in the dungeon and kissed me on the cheek and whispered
that he had something great he wanted to show me after classes the next
day.
It was all I could do to sleep. In the beds around me were other members
of our house, some of them were sleeping, some were whispering and some
were frigging themselves quietly. I thought about doing that too, but I
wanted to hold off. I knew from experience that my orgasms are much more
intense if they have been building up for a while, and I knew that I was
going to really give Ernie a show the next day.
Sitting in our Defense Class the next morning, Hermione could tell that
something was on my mind, and asked me if I was okay. She often talked
to me before and after classes, but when the teacher entered the room,
she was all business. Sometimes she was a little cool to other people,
and on more than one occasion, I though the little iceburg could use a
good pounding to wake the fires between her thighs. But she's in the
wrong house for that.
Finally class was over for the day and I almost ran back to Hufflepuff.
Ernie was waiting for me in the common room and he grabbed me by the hand
and we struggeled playfully to see who was dragging whom to the sitting
room. We tossed our books on the floor next to a pallet. Other pallets
with the curtians closed also had some books on the floor. It was
comforting to know that we were not the only horny couple who could not
wait.
Once we were inside our curtianed loveroom, we started shedding clothes
like street whores. "I've missed you soooo much," Ernie told me as he
knelt on the pallet in front of me. "I have a real suprise for you."
"What is it?" I asked.
"Look" he showed me his cock. I leaned close as I fumbled with my bra.
It wasn't really his cock that was the suprise. It was the sparse few
hairs that had sprouted around it. Before the break, he had been
completely hairless.
"That's great!" I complimented and I reached out with one hand and began
to stroke his rod.
"Your tits are bigger too," Ernie told me. He knew them intimately,
almost as intimately as I knew them. "And you have a lot more pussy hair
than when you left." It was true. "When the year began, I only had one
or two downy hairs, but now, they were really coming in. They were still
soft and short and the color was slightly darker than red hair on my
head.
"Silly, what did you expect?" I picked. "We're growing kids."
"We're horny kids," he added.
"Yes, we are," I answered and I wrapped my arms around him and planted my
lips on his. He opened his mouth and his tongue flicked across my lips.
I opened my own mouth and let his tongue in to play with mine. We lay on
the pallet and his practiced hand found its way to my pussy. He rubbed
his fingers along my slit with practiced expertise. He knew my body so
well, and within a matter of moments, my pent up sexual lust burst forth
in a massive orgasm. My legs reflexively went wide and my hips thrust
forward against his hand. I covered his palm with my juice.
I lay there almost stunned at the intensity of the orgasm. I had not had
one since the last time I had been with Ernie. I closed my eyes and let
the feeling wash over me. Then I looked at my 11 year old lover. He
smiled at me and then licked his fingers.
It was my turn. I pushed him down on his back and began to jerk him off.
I pumped him while at the same time I lay my head on his chest, watching
entranced at the bouncing penis in front of me.
Ernie wasn't the only one who knew his lover's body. I knew mine too. I
heard his heart racing and I felt the tension building up. I felt his
hand grip me on my waist as his hips lifted off the floor. Suddenly a
warm slippery mess hit me in the face. Ernie had ejaculated!
"Mmmmmmmm," he groaned. "Oh my yes!"
I kept pumping, wanted to see as much of it come out as I could get. It
was amazing, but after a few pumps, it slowed and came to a stop. I sat
up and turned and planted a wet kiss on Ernie. "You didn't tell me you
could cum," I chastised him.
"It was a suprise," Ernie told me.
"Yes, it was," I laughed as I wiped the goo off my face and smeared it on
his.
"Alright, you two," a deeper voice laughed behind us. We both turned and
sat upright, our nakedness was the farthest from our thoughts. The
figures before us were two of the older Hufflepuffs. In fact, I
recognized the boy immediately. It was Cedric Diggory. He was naked and
sported a cock of mammoth size. It made my hands itch to get hold of
that. The girl, was also naked and I had met her several times. I even
knew her name, but with the monster cock bobbing in front of my eyes, I
couldn't remember anything, not even the little boy who was laying on the
pallet next to me.
"I hope you both have some energy left, because it is time for your next
lesson." Cedric held a hand out to me. "Come with me Susan."
I took Cedric's hand and glanced over my shoulder at Ernie. He had taken
the older girl's hand and they were going off in a different direction.
Cedric led me to a cubicle that had a huge king sized matress in it. He
explaied that it was for the older students, but for the moment, he was
sharing it with me because it was his job to teach me to suck cock. I
liked the assignment already.
"So will you also teach me to fuck when the time comes?" I asked.
"I'd sure like to," he answered. "You're so cute it's all I can do to
keep from throwing you down and planting a load in your womb right now."
"I'm not stopping you," I told him. He was so big and handsome and he
was also so kind and gentle seeming that I was hot for him right away. I
really wanted to have him in me.
"Sorry little bit," he told me with a reassuring smile. "That's against
the rules. Your first fuck will be from Ernie. Don't worry, he'll be
ready and he'll know your body so well, I guarantee it will make the wait
worth it."
Cedric sat down with me and then he told me to get on my knees as he
stood in front of me. He directed me to take his cock and to lick the
tip with my tongue. He urged me to relax and let nature take over. He
guided me on how to relax my jaws and tongue. He took great care to
teach me how to relax my throat so that even his massive prick would
slide in. I couldn't take it all, of course. I am just too little, but
he sure encouraged me to try, and when I gaged, his kind and gentle hands
held me until I was okay again.
"That's a good start", he praised me. "Just remember the things I've
showed you. Those are the basics and I know Ernie will enjoy them.
You'll be able to do a lot more for him that you do for me, and as the
two of you get older and bigger, you'll be just right when his cock grows
to its full size." Cedrick leaned over and kissed me passionately with
his tongue and strong arms around me. He lifted me up and pulled me up
on the bed with him.
"Now there is one last thing you need to learn and then I will give you a
taste of what you will get from Ernie as he gets better at what he is
learning now." He lay back on the bed and his huge cock bobbed above his
navel. His chest was lightly scattered with reddish blonde hair. He
directed me to suck his cock again and I tried to do my best. He let me
practice for a few more moments and then asked me to jerk him off. I
knew how to do that quite well, and began to pound his meat. After so
many times with Ernie, I was thrilled to realize that I could sense the
same telling signals that Cedric was about to cum. His back arched
slightly and he urged me to take his cock as deeply as I could into my
mouth. I opened my jaws as wide as they would go and swallowed as much
of his cock as I could. I felt his hips lifting up and down and his cock
slid in and out of my open mouth and throat. Even in the throes of an
orgasm, Cedric kept his head and knew that he was skull fucking an 11
year old girl, and he didn't drive his rod too deeply, though I am sure
he could have if he had wanted to. The action was making me hot and I
reached between my legs and started fingering myself when I felt a warm
sensation deep in my throat and mouth. I instinctively sealed my lips
around the head of Cedric's cock and pumped my hand as my mouth filled
with his hot cum. It was heavenly. The taste was slightly salty and
also sweet at the same time. I swallowed the treat and then turned to
smile at Cedric as his prick wilted in my hand. He smiled back and
gently lifted me up and lay me on his chest so that he could kiss me.
My legs fell to eather side of him and when I wiggled a little, I could
feel his flaccid prick at the entrance of my cunny. I pushed back a
little and Cedric's eyes opened with a twinkle. "Oh no, you don't," he
laughed as he tickled me playfully. "Maybe in a couple of years, but not
now."
"But I'm so hot," I moaned, almost in pain. "I need it."
"Maybe, but I know something that is almost as good, and I guarantee
you'll like it." With that, he rolled the both of us over and then began
sucking my tits. The nipples were like rocks and he chewed slightly on
them making my whole chest break out in goosebumps. Then Cedric
slithered his tongue down my front and buried his face between my longing
thighs. He thrust his tongue up and down her slit and his teeth gently
scraped across my clitty sending me into a mindspin. I remember the
feeling as his tongue stabbed deeply into my cunny and at the same time
his hands massaged the little cones on my chest where my growing tits
lay. I was in heaven and I was content to let Cedric lay there nibbleing
away at my young twat until the next day if he wanted. I was climbing
the mountain to an orgasm and I knew that my body was telling him just
that, but I didn't care. I knew it was only a few more tongue lashes
away and my body was already beginning to tighten up when Cedric gently
clamped his teeth around my clitty and began humming. The vibrating in
his teeth set me off like a rocket. I grunted loudly enough for other
students in other cubicles to start giggleing. I was soaring and my body
seemed to be out of control as it bucked and came. Without realizing it,
I heaved Cedric to my side and rolled over on top. I slammed my aching
pussy down on his rehardened cock and ground like there was not tomorrow.
I was only vaguly aware that the massive phallis had missed my hole and
lay trapped between us. I was humping against the hard dick for all I
was worth when two strong arms embraced me and pulled me tight against
his manly chest.
"Oh, my little one," Cedric whispered in my ear, "you certinaly are
testing my resolve. You have got to be the hottest little nymph since
Professor Sprout, herself was a girl."
"Please fuck me Cedric," I begged. I needed it so bad. I was literally
in tears."
"Not me," he said gently as he wiped my eyes. "But I'll talk to
Professor Sprout. Maybe she'll let you and Ernie start earlier. I can't
make any promises, excpet to say that even if she doesn't let you start
early, I would sure as hell like to be in Ernies shoes a year and a half
from now."
Cedric held me closel for a while longer then took me back to the place
where I had left my books. Ernie's books and clothes were gone, so I
knew that he had already finished his lesson.
I slept very well that night. The physical effort had drained me. The
next day with Ernie was quite good too. When Ernie and I returned to the
house after classes, we went straight away to the sitting room. We
picked a pallet and stripped down. I wasted no time in gobbling Ernie's
much smaller and managable prick. We bothe lay on the pallet and I was
above Ernie with my yearning pussy right above his chin. We took great
strides that day. I sucked Ernie to three orgasms and swallowed every
drop of his young cum. Ernie licked my cunny like his life depended on
it and got me off five times. I was only a little disappointed that none
of them were like the one Cedric had given me. Ernie did not know the
trick with the humming. I'd teach that to him personally.
Three days later, Ernie and I were getting along very well, thank you
very much. Our oral pleasures were entertaining and pleasant. I still
wanted to fuck him or Cedric, or anyone for that matter, but I knew the
rules, and I also knew that I would never survive outside of Hufflepuff
if I was to get kicked out. We were really into it and I was in one of
my more wild swings. It was after one of those really good orgasms as I
was coming back to my senses that I noticed our curtian was open and
Professor Sprout was watching. Cedric was there, though to my dismay he
was dressed in his robes.
"Susan, dear" she knelt over with her kind face and twinkling eyes, "when
you are done, please come to my office."
"Yes professor," I answered. Cedric was grinning and winked at me.
"What was that all about?" Ernie asked when Cedric and the professor were
gone.
"I'm not sure," I admitted. "I was hoping we would get permission to go
all the way to full intercourse."
"Oh yea? That would be awesome," Ernie ghasped.
I dressed and left Ernie pulling his pud to the thought of getting to
fuck me ahead of the training schedule. It took all my resolve to keep
from dropping on my knees and sucking that delicious juice from his
balls.
I went to the professor's office next to the greenhouse and knocked on
the door. The door opened on its own and I entered. The professor was
looking over a few papers. "Please sit down, dear," she invited me.
I sat and waited nervously as she went through some papers. I looked
around the room and noticed a large photo on the wall. The photo was of
a beautiful witch sitting on a divan. Her robe was slit up the side and
exposed a respectable amount of leg. It looked back at me and blew me a
kiss. Then it spread its legs and showed me well trimmed and wet pussy.
"She is quite the slut isn't she?" My attention snapped back to
Professor Sprout.
"Who is she?" I asked.
"She was my twin sister," the professor answered.
I did a double take at the photograph and then back at the professor.
"That's right," Professor Sprout explained. "We were identical twins.
That is how I would have looked."
"I think you look nice now," I lied poorly.
"Thank you, child, but there is no need to tell fibs. I am a portly
grubby and homley woman now, and the reason you are here is because I am
trying to save you from the same fate that I suffered."
"I don't understand."
"Oh, my little one, do you remember the first night you were here and I
welcomed you to my house?" she asked. "I told you that we had rules and
there were reasons for the rules. We also have secrets and we keep those
secrets as treasures. One of our rules is that our students must not
have intercourse until they are in their third year. It was a rule that
Helga Hufflepuff, herself set down and to insure that it is kept, she
placed an enchantment on the house that curses the breakers of that rule
to be fat, dirty, and ugly for life."
"That's cruel" I objected.
"No, it's the rules. Helga Hufflepuff was fair but she was not cruel.
For those of us who suffer the curse, she may have taken our beauty, but
she left us with a very sweet and motherly disposition."
"I'm sorry," I offered. I liked the professor, and she surely was the
nicest person at Hogwarts with the possible exception of Professor
Dumbledor.
"So, Susan, do you see why you must keep your passions under control? I
promise you, the time will pass quickly. Soon you will be in your third
year and you can let yourself completely go, but you will have to keep it
inside the house. Then in your fifth year, you can do anything you want
with anyone you want as long as they are willing."
"I understand," I answered. "I promise to wait."
"You're a good girl," the professor told me.
"Thank you," I sighed as I turned to go. The photograph waved at me and
I wondered a thought. "Professor, where is your sister now?"
Professor Sprout's smile disappeared and she lowered her eyes. "She was
killed by You-Know-Who," she said only.
"I'm sorry," I offered. "And don't worry. Ernie and I will behave
ourselves for another eighteen months."
I returned to the hufflepuff commons room and sat in a lounging chair by
the fire. Some of the others were making out or doing homework. Ernie
saw me come in and sat with me. I held his hand and in whispers told him
what had happened. His eyes were wide and he shuddered at how close we
had come so many times.
We finished the first year at Hogwarts. It wasn't easy, but we learned a
new spell that we could use to help us to resist temptation when we were
horny. The spell had its drawback. It would releive the temptation and
lust and pressure for the moment, but it just made things harder the next
time around. That spell sure did come in handy over the summer, though.
Between my wand and the candlestick and the spells, I was a rattled
bundle of nerves when I went back to King's Crossing at platform nine and
three quarters. I had to use the calming spell on myself three times on
the train. I was so wired, that I could barely sit still in the evening
meal in the Grand Hall. Even when the word came that a car had flown
into the Whomping Willow. I didn't care. I grabbed Ernie by the hand and
dragged him to the sitting room in Hufflepuff House. It was hard to find
an empty pallet as it seemed the entire house was in there. Eventually
we found one and I almost smothered my lover when I shoved my pussy into
his face.
But that wasn't the worst of it. I knew the consequences of breaking the
rules and still I almost lost control when I yanked Ernie's trousers down
and saw his 12 year old cock. Oh wow, it was beautiful. It had grown at
least an inch (come to think of it, Ernie did seem quite a bit taller
than I remembered) and at its base was a short, but thick patch of light
brown hair. His balls were beautiful too and I jumped on him and in
haled his cock like I was breathing air. It didn't take long before he
was pumping a huge load of hot semen into my throat and I was balsting
off on his face. Finally with a whole summer of frustration sated, I was
able to settle down and we relaxed in each other's arms for lovers talk
and kisses.
The second years had a little more freedom. I was not restricted to
sucking Ernie. Ernie was not restricted to tonguing me. We still had to
stay in our age group and I found Justin Finch-Fletchley to be just as
much fun. He used was the first to use the tongue spell I mentioned
earlier. They did not teach it to us in the first year. It was almost
as good as getting fucked. I remember it well.
Just in had asked me to share some time with me. Ernie didn't mind
because he was trying out for the quidditch team. The house rules are to
keep the relationships in the first years closed, but the second years
are supposed to stay open. My primary partner is still Ernie and I love
him dearly, but a little variety now and then is soooo nice.
Justin and I had always been on friendly terms. So when he asked me to
share my body with him, I was on the way to the sitting room before he
could finish asking. We both giggled like, well, like 12 year olds as we
hurried to a vacant pallet and stripped down. Then I used a new spell
that I had been taught. You may think that a spell called the Snake Jaw
charm would belong to a Slytherin student, but it was really a Hufflepuff
spell. It allowed me to unhinge my jaw and suck Justin's dick all the
way down into my throat with no discomfort at all. It was amazing and I
could still breathe too! All I had to do was swallow his prick and keep
on swallowing. The muscles in my throat milked his cock like a cow's
udder. I felt him shudder as he came and I must admit that the only
thing that was disappointing was that since the semen bypassed my mouth
and went straight down my throat, I didn't get the chance to taste it.
Justin didn't leave me hanging though. He used the spell he had learned
and suddenly he had a seven inch tongue. He fucked my sweet little cunny
with that tungue and with every thrust he would wiggle it around and
around. His lips brushed across my clit and he would occasionally run
that tongue from the top of my slit where my now full bush was growing
all the way to my bum hole. He even reamed my bum well, though he did
not penetrate me there, and I was glad. In a strange way that seemed a
little nasty. As long as I kept my bum clean, then they could lick it
all day. It did feel good, but I preferred that wonderful tongue in my
cunny and as I said before, when he hit me just right with that thing, it
rocked my world.
I did one or two other boys that year, but none of them knew my body or
what I liked like my Ernie, and even when I wanted a little variety, I
always came back to him and he always came back to me. That is the way
it was in our house. We each had a relaible partner to take care of our
needs and we each were willing to allow for experiementation and variety
because we knew that our partners would always come back to us. It's no
wonder that there was never any problems with jealousy.
I'm not going to bore you with repeated scenes of the other boys and I
each other off except to say that Ernie had discovered my 12 year old
breasts and he couldn't get enough of them (not that I objected). That
was a funny year. We almost had to go home because of some monster of
the Slytherins that got loose in a place called the Chamber of Secrets.
Summer had been bad enough, but there was no way I wanted to be sent home
permenantly because those darn Slytherins and Gryffindors can't get
along. Harry and his friends are okay, but they sure can stir up
trouble. The way they were acting, you'd have thought You-Know-Who was
back. Actually, Ernie thought that Harry was related to You-Know-Who.
And then when Justin was petrified, I was afraid too. I would be happy
to tell you more, but you probably could read all about this in another
book somewhere. Maybe another day I will tell you some of those stories.
Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention that was the year that Gilderoy Lockhart
was teaching. Oh, he is such a dreamboat. At one point, I thought
Hermione was going to cum sitting in class. Thank goodness for Ernie.
He is the only thing that kept me from losing it. I never told him but
sometimes when Ernie was eating my cunny, I would think of Gilderoy.
Mmmmmm.
Well needless to say the school didn't close and we finished the year.
It was with a mixture of emotions that I said goodbye to Ernie that year.
On the one hand I needed his tongue like never before and on the other
hand, I knew that the next time we met, we were going to be ready to
fuck.
Summer vacation was difficult at best. Mom helped as much as possible by
keeping me busy and away from boys. She was in Hufflepuff. She knew
what I was going through. Then that terrible man Serious Black escaped
from Azkaban and mom really tied me down. She made me stay in the house
and kept a sharp eye on me when we went anywhere. Even when we went to
Diagon Alley to get my school supplies, she kept me within an arm's
length. It was a good thing too. Suddenly being around all the other
boys had my cunny dripping within just a few minutes of entering the
Leaky Cauldron. I was a walking disaster when we finally got back home
and mother charmed the candlestick for me (we aren't allowed to do magic
away from school). I ride that candlestick for four hours before
collapsing and falling to sleep with the thing still pulsating in my
aching pussy.
Two days later we went back to Kings Station and mother saw me off at
the platform. I eagerly waited on the train. At one point I saw Ernie
pass the comparment I was in. He didn't see me. So I got up to go and
greet him. As I walked down the car hallway, I saw a group of
Gryffindors ahead of me. It was Harry Potter and Ron and Hermiony and a
younger girl that looked like she was related to Ron. I asked them to
let me pass and in passing, I just couldn't resist copping a feel of
Ron's package. Yep, the size of his shoes were not lying. Of course he
just looked at me a little startled and I made out innocently like it had
just been an accident.
Finally I caught up with Ernie. He was talking to Justin and Cedric. As
soon as he saw me, his face lit up and he swept me up in a big hug. He
was really starting to put some height on. I was filling out very well
and my breasts were very noticable. After all, we were thirteen years
old. We were in our third year. We would get to go to Hogsmede this
year and best of all, Ernie was going to be my lover and we were going to
fuck at last.
Ernie came back with me to my cabin. I had hoped that we would be alone
and free to talk, but when we got there, another girl was in the cabin.
It was Looney. She was a Ravensclaw and nice enough but a bit of a
dingbat. She beleived in almost any conspiracy you could imagine and
when she was not reading a book, she was writing something.
We all engaged in small take for the trip and I could see that Ernie was
getting horny. After two years of working him over, I knew the signs.
Things might have gotten unbearabel, but at one point, the dementors from
Azkaban stopped the train and came on board. I don't know if there is
such a thing as being "unhorny", but if there is, the dementors are it.
They were such a turn off. I thought for a moment I'd never get to fuck.
But we were lucky, and whoever they were after was not in our
compartment. I heard that someone on the train was attacked, but I don't
know who it was. The rest of the ride was uneventful if you don't count
the knowing looks passing between Ernie and me the whole time.
So it was great when we finally got to Hogwarts. It was not so easy in
the Great Hall. Ernie sat next to me and druing the sorting ceremony,
when the younger kids were being sorted, and under the table, he kept
sliding his hand up my thigh. As hungry as I was for the feast, I had
trouble eating. My mouth was watering, but it wasn't for the cock on the
table, it was for the cock in Ernie's trousers.
When the meal was finally over, we practically ran to the dungeon. We
didn't even stop to say hello when Justin saw us run in through the
common room. He just laughed as we headed hand in hand to the sitting
room. We were lucky this year. We had gottent here early and there were
plenty of pallets. We took one and then practically ripped each other's
clothes off. Then we dove right into our routine games of touching and
oral stimulation. I pumped Ernie's cock to stiffness and then sucked it
into my mouth. Ernie started licking my cunny and stabbing his tongue
deeply into my gash.
After a few moments of this, we were both aready worked up and the
foreplay was a formality. We rolled over and lay side by side facing
each other. "Are you ready, Susan?" Ernie asked me, one hand on my tit.
"Oh yes," I breathed back to him. "Ernie, I love you and I always will.
Now take me and let's do this together."
I rolled over on my back and spread my legs. Ernie leaned up and lay
with his head on my chest. He started sucking my nipples and kneeding my
breasts. The nipples went hard under his touch and there were goosbumbs
on my chest.
I let Ernie enjoy his toys for a few moments, but soon I was ready to get
my toy, and I started pulling his head up closer to mine. I leaned my
own head forward and embraced him in a kiss. I could feel his hard cock
hovering near the entrance to my cunny. Oh, how I had been waiting for
this. I felt Ernie place his hands, one on the mat beneath me and the
other under my arm and gripping my shoulder from behind. He moved his
hips around and the tip of his cock slipped up and down the slit of my
wide open cunt. I needed that thing in me and told him. "Please don't
make me wait any longer. I need you now."
Ernie pushed just a little bit and I felt the head of his cock slid in
just a little. It didn't hurt. The charmed panties had long eliminated
my maidenhead and loosened me up, not enough to take away the pleasure
for us, but enough so that I would not experience any pain.
I reached my hands down and grabbed Ernie's butt cheeks one in each hand
and pulled him into me in one motion.
I can't tell you exactly how that felt. There aren't any words that can
describe it. I felt as if some part of me that had been missing was now
back where it belonged. I felt filled with fire and my hips began to
take on a life of thier own. I pushed my pussy against Ernie's groin and
felt his balls caress my ass.
Ernie read my mind. He pulled out just a little and then met my thrust
with his own. I felt his cock's head, the one that I knew so well,
sliding in and out of me. Oh I was in paradise, and I could feel the tip
of his cock which was now six inches deep in me pushing against my
cerivix. I felt the living puse of his blood in his cock caressing the
walls of my cunt. My cock hungry pussy was at long last getting the meal
it had wanted for sooooo long.
Ernie rocked against me and I humped back at him. At first the strokes
were long and slow, but as the moments passed our passions begen to get
our of our control. Our breathing became rapid and our hearts beat
together in harmony. Our bodies became covered in a very fine layer of
sweat and our lips were locked onto each other. My legs were wrapped
around Ernie's waist in a death grip that said I was never letting him
pull out of my maddened pussy. I could feel our passions increasing in
tempo and volume as we climed that mountian towards our orgasm. We had
both sent each other to the top over the last two years, but never had we
ever made the journey together, hand in hand. Now we were almost there.
I could feel Ernie's efforts turning to grunts and I grabbed and pulled
on him like a bitch in heat. "Oh fuck me, my lover," I moaned in his
ear. "I love the feel of your cock in me."
"Oh, Susan, baby," Ernie groaned back. "I'm close. Oh. I'm so close."
"Give it to me Ernie. Cum in me. Let me have it all. Don't wast it.
We've waited too long."
"Ohhh Yeah," Ernie's thrusts slammed into me like a pile driver. His
rythem took on an almost frantic pace and I knew he was there.
Suddenly I it the top. My thighs convulsed and I drew Ernie as deeply
into me as I could, slamming his cock head right to the entrance of my
womb, and at the same time Ernie grunted heavily. I felt the pulsing in
his cock and knew what it meant. I felt every squirt of his hot cum as
it entered me. It was hot and slippery and it triggered my own orgasm.
I arched my hips upwared and squeezed my lover in vice like grip. "I'm
cumming!" I ghasped.
It seemed to last for hours. Ernie kept cumming and cumming. I don't
know how much came out, but it was enough to make one heck of a mess on
the both of us.
After a few moments, Ernie relaxed. He did not pull his cock out, but
instead he lay his head on my chest and held me in his arms. After all
we had been through, the wisdom of Helga Hufflepuff was never more clear.
Ernie and I truely had a deep friendship and love. We might not marry
when we grew up, but we both knew we would always be there for each
other, no matter what. That was loyalty, and that was one of the
keystones of House Hufflepuff.
After about ten minutes, Ernie moved again. Her pulled his cock off me
and we sat up and embraced again. We sat adoring each other with our
eyes and hands. The fever was gone, at least for the moment. We cleaned
up and then we walked slowly back to the common room. Some of the older
students were there, including Cedric. They applauded when we entered.
Cedric gave me a hug and congratulated me. "I can't wait until next
year," he whispered. "I want to personally pound your pussy and give you
a big load of my own."
I kissed him on the cheek. "I'll count the days," I told him. Then I
took Ernie by the hand and we sat on the sofa and held each other long
into the night.
And so that is were we are. That took place two days ago. Ernie and I
fuck twice a day like clockwork. We are really learning a lot about each
other. It's going to be a fantastic year, and I know that next year I'll
get a chance to fuck Cedric and maybe even Justin too. There are a few
others I might ask to share with me, but for the moment that is all.
Then when I am sixteen, I'll go after Ron Weasly. I might even try some
of the other girls on for size. We'll see. But for now, I'll enjoy this
year more than any other.
Well, I have to go now. Ernie's coming and I know the look in his eye.
Susan Bones
Hufflepuff House
Hogwarts