Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fan-fiction

'There is nothing more sexy as seeing a naked young Hermione coming with her legs bent in a diamond shape, feet together, and one of those outside camping flashlights, those Hitachi huge-eyed deep-sea exotic fishes, doing its blunt tireless thing in her luscious, lady-love part,' Harry thought. 


He risked being seen, emboldened by how loud the vibrator was, timing his up and down strokes to the shaking of her knees and the somewhat Zen-like whooshing of her breathing, and when Hermione began to come for the second time Harry said a quick spell in fact to stop time for an instant and laid his dick in her palm and closed his fist around her fist, and squeezed on it so tightly his knuckles turned yellow, sliding within his skin in and out of her grip. As the inexorability of Harry's clasm began, he pulled down on his glasses so that she and him were living next to each other. 


As she came, Harry released it, spitting one-liners of sperm up her forearm and then squeezed the last semi-painful droplets of his orgasm out on her curled fingers. He let her begin to register the fact of his cooling, clear slime on her arm after she finished coming herself before he stopped time and toweled her off and left.