Harry The Harem Lord-1

Nymphadora couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Harry's package between his legs —standing tall— as if it wanted to pierce the Heaven itself!

She couldn't believe or understand how Harry had this big Dragon when he didn't turn eleven —prime age for wizards.

And what was more he was an expert in eating p.u.s.s.y as if he had eaten it many, many times!

She had many questions to ask and needed to know many things from Harry, but it wasn't time for that!

Her eyes never move from Harry's standing tall d.i.c.k. She unwittingly extended her hand to grasp the rod. It was so hot that she thought she might get burnt in her hand!

"Like what do you see?" whispered Harry, in her ears. She nodded her head in a daze.

Harry, in his excitement, revealed the flow of the act, but he wasn't worried about it. He mainly did it because it excited him. And also it gives a special feeling for both parties — especially women, who like to be first of Harry.

Harry didn't wait anymore as he gave her enough time to admire his lethal weapon.

He tried to move between her legs to prepare, but Nymphandora, who was still holding his d.i.c.k, came out of her daze and realized Harry's intention."Wait! I am still dirty! Let me take a bath first!"

"I don't mind! I started liking dirty!" Harry said with passion. He indeed liked her dirty self. The chocolates on her body and the special last strawberry became Harry's favorite food! He was even thinking about doing the same with all the other women in his harem! Harry now had a fetish in mind that he wanted to lick chocolate off of the b.r.e.a.s.t while it was milking!

Nymphadora could feel Harry's strong liking toward her somewhat chocolate-covered, dirty body, and she knew him very well in the last two to three years. Once he decides, even nine Oxes can't drag his determination back!

She thought for a moment and let it be, as she was in the heat too. As Harry was l.i.c.k.i.n.g chocolate off of her body, she became excited, and now, she was in a position where she needed that long, thick d.i.c.k inside her, pretty bad.

"Put it in me, Harry, OK?" Whisper Nymphadora shyly.

She was uncomfortable, but not about what she was doing with her Harry. She felt uneasy because of the amount of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e she was getting from the act; this act of food play. She wanted it so badly her entire body was trembling. In her discomfort lies excitement, but she definitely won't admit to Harry.

She gently pushed Harry back, her hand never leaving his hard d.i.c.k. She slid her body down with him until he hovered over her. No words were spoken. She moved her hand slowly back and forth over his c.o.c.k as she guided it to her p.u.s.s.y, as she thought it was Harry's first time, and as an older person in both of them, it was her duty to lead him, even if it was also her first time, she needed to be active person.

Spreading her wet p.u.s.s.y lips apart from her free hand, she started teasing her p.u.s.s.y with the soft, spongy, wet tip of his c.o.c.k. She slid it over her c.l.i.t, making tiny circles with it, moving her h.i.p.s slightly; spreading the wetness over his c.o.c.k.

Her first ever o.r.g.a.s.m given by Harry — by eating her p.u.s.s.y — was so great that she was still dripping dew from her p.u.s.s.y.

Teasing felt good for both of them as they both let out m.o.a.ns.

The feeling is amazing as she slowly tries to work it in. Harry rested his weight upon his arms looking down. Their breathing was heavy and they were anxious. A slow, quiet m.o.a.n escaped from both of them as she lifted her a.s.s up a tiny bit and, little by little, the plump head of his d.i.c.k slowly disappeared inside her.

Nymphadora had never felt so full, so stretched. It took her breath away. "This is just the head!" she thought. She was mentally prepared, but the actual thing was still breathtaking, indeed.

"Are you alright, Dora?"

After catching her breath, Nymphadora nodded. "Push it a little," she told him. "Easy."

Harry slowly pushed a little more in with great care. He soon reached for something solid inside, blocking his way further in. Before breaking her h.y.m.e.n, Harry cast an advanced healing spell on her to relive her pain. With this done, Harry jerked and moved in with force.

"Ahhh...." She let out a scream in pain, but it wasn't bad as she wasn't crying, which made Harry glad, as his magic was used in something good.

Harry kissed her lips and massaged her b.r.e.a.s.ts to divert her mind from the pain. Even with magic, the pain from broken h.y.m.e.n was unimaginable.

Only after a few minutes, she was back to herself, then Harry taught her DSS. She was skeptical about it, but she still followed it, as it was from her beloved.

"That's it, Sweetie," he whispered to her encouragement.

"You're so big," is all she said. It took some time but she got more than half of him inside her.

She let her fingers slide back and forth on him and told him, "A little more." When most of him was in her, she let go of his d.i.c.k and slid both hands to the back of his upper arms. Her p.u.s.s.y was full. She laid quiet and took in the feeling. It was one she never dreamt of, even in her wildest dreams. She felt ready to explode as if it was all bottled up inside, waiting for the moment.

When she thought it ended, miraculously, Harry's d.i.c.k expanded inside her p.u.s.s.y.

Her eyes were rounded and her mouth agape!

'How? How was that possible?' she thought. She clearly saw and guided his full d.i.c.k inside her, so how did it suddenly grow even more?

During that time Harry used his skill — p.e.n.i.s readjustment skill — which allows him to turn his d.i.c.k in any shape, and even compatible shape and size according to his partner.

Before Nymphadora could say anything, her body went numb and her mind became a mess, as his d.i.c.k just kissed her cervix."Oh God! What a p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e this is!" Her head fell to the bed. She looked intoxicated.

Her body was twitching and shackling Harry's d.i.c.k inside, as she had just had another o.r.g.a.s.m of her life.

She wanted to help and be a responsible senior and to guide them on their first time without any problem, but in reality, everything was under Harry's control, even without her realization!

"Ahh..." Harry let out a m.o.a.n of ecstasy, as Nymphadora's p.u.s.s.y was too tight and too soft, and with her climax, it was like her p.u.s.s.y wanted his d.i.c.k to break apart. If it wasn't for Harry's endurance and experience, he might have climaxed too!

Harry let her take a breath for another few minutes while increasing her experience with a kiss!

She finally recovered from her climax. She was shocked by the development, and she knew that it was far from over.

"Go slow," Nymphadora said pleadingly, and Harry began to move. It was kind of torture to wait, but at the same time, a new experience and a new sensation of ecstasy.

He pulled out a little then gently pushed back in. Again and again, he did this so gently, so tenderly. She moved her hands to his backside to help him. They moved like this for what seemed like such a long time; slow, leisurely, fighting the d.e.s.i.r.e to just f.u.c.k, as he went deeper and deeper inside her. Nymphadora could feel the tension building. Her w.o.m.b was coming down and the cervix was opening, to her surprise, to welcome the mighty dragon.

It felt incredible!

She was slowly losing her mind to this incredible and otherworldly p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e seeping deep inside her, but she didn't care. In fact, she wanted more, and more, and even with deeper thrust. She wanted to find out how great it could go, and so she started to move her h.i.p.s in rhyme with Harry.

She had never felt anything like this; the pull; the draw; anything so powerful.

She wanted to see the great thing of Harry, which provided her with immeasurable delight and satisfaction, but to her shock, it wasn't fully entered yet! She thought that there was no way it could contain the whole thing in her p.u.s.s.y, but she suddenly thought. 'He surely isn't planning to enter that part???!!'

She couldn't think more as Harry had made another deep thrust, reaching her almost open w.o.m.b. She wails in delight."Ohhh...Harry...so deep..." Harry continued his deep thurst while unconsciously she followed him with the rhythm and moved her h.i.p.s.

As she felt her pubic bone touch him, she wrapped her legs around Harry's narrow h.i.p.s and her arms around his neck. He held it there inside her as if he was waiting for approval or some kind of guidance.

"OK baby," she said as she leaned up into his ear. "Now f.u.c.k me good," she whispered unashamed. Saying the words made her stretched, a little p.u.s.s.y, a twitch.

Harry has now started moving in and out of her very slowly. His strokes became longer, much longer, and more forceful as her p.u.s.s.y got more used to his size. Soon they were m.o.a.ning and grunting, both of them breathing through their open mouths.

"Come on Harry...F.u.c.k me!" Nymphadora screamed.

"God Dora, it, it feels so, so good!"

"Ummm, I know Baby, that's it, that's it, do it a little faster, Sweetie, f.u.c.k me faster!" she was now begging unashamedly for more.

Harry did exactly that. She held onto him, arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him down on top of her and grunting into his ear as he brought her closer and closer to another o.r.g.a.s.m.

When she came, it was with unbelievable force. She felt it spreading out from her p.u.s.s.y, up to her n.i.p.p.l.es and covering her whole body. It exploded out of her, overwhelming her. Her p.u.s.s.y spasmed and gripped Harry's gigantic c.o.c.k. It was like it was trying to never let go. "Oh God! Oh God!" she cried out.

It wasn't much longer before she was begging him. "Make me c.u.m again baby! Come on, F.u.c.k me! Oh God! F.u.c.k me!" She was all but yelling.

"C.u.m in me!!" she blurted out and buried her face in the crook of his neck, s.u.c.k.i.n.g the flesh of his neck in her mouth to keep from screaming.

Harry made the final push and her half-opened cervix finally opened, and reached directly inside her w.o.m.b!

Harry felt around his d.i.c.k never-felt-before tightness around.

And Nymphadora felt a whole new door of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e open to her with that! Her mind was blank and she was seeing the all-white world!

They couldn't have timed it any better. They both screamed out at the same time, "I'm c.u.m.m.i.n.g!!"

Nymphadora no sooner heard the words, which were also spoken by her, that she felt him shooting deep, deep inside her — to directly inside her w.o.m.b!

Every hard blast shooting deep into her p.u.s.s.y. It gripped him and squeezed Harry's d.i.c.k again and again and again as she exploded into another o.r.g.a.s.m.

She reached down and grabbed his tight a.s.s, "Deeper!" she g.r.o.a.n.e.d into his neck. "Push it in me! Push it in and hold it there!" She begged as she drew him to her. He pushed it hard one last time, as it was begged by her. He pushed deep into her until his d.i.c.k was at the back of her w.o.m.b. It was the limit. Harry pushed deep until it reached the limit. He couldn't get in any deeper. It took her breath away. She felt like she couldn't get enough air. Her eyes were half open and tongue out. She was so e.r.o.t.i.c looking that Harry came inside her hard.

She felt him throbbing; shooting into the back wall of her w.o.m.b again and again until finally there was no more. The whole time, her legs, her stomach, her p.u.s.s.y, and her a.s.s quivered and convulsed uncontrollably as another o.r.g.a.s.m crashed over her. Her mouth hung open but no sound came out. She wanted to scream out her lungs but there was no sound. Her entire w.o.m.b was filled with Harry's c.u.m which wasn't enough as the excuss of that leaking out from her v.a.g.i.n.a.l wall, and drops started coming out of her p.u.s.s.y, and it slid down to her anus, and to the white bedsheet. The bedsheet turned pink from red blood and white s.p.e.r.m.

Harry collapsed on her with a long lung-emptying groan. She held onto him. It took a full few minutes but she finally began to breathe again. They held onto each other until their breathing had calmed.

"Thank you, Harry! That was really amazing! It was even greater than I imagined when I planned our first time." She smiled and kissed him. She was genuinely happy and her feelings through kiss reached Harry.

"Before anything else, can you take that out that might c.o.c.k yours off of me? It is still high in energy, if not taken out quickly, my w.o.m.b might be crushed." She pleaded cutely. She feared if that was to happen she would change and could never return to her normal self.

Harry was enjoying the after-taste of the climax, and his head was laying on her soft b.r.e.a.s.ts when he heard her plea. He was reluctant to take it out and was more than happy to give her heaven's defining p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, but he was worried about her at the same time. He was worried that it would injure her as it was her first time. He could use magic and heal her, but he didn't want to take chances with her life.

Harry pulled his hard d.i.c.k out of her wet and dripping p.u.s.s.y, which made an already super s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e Nymphadora groan.

He knew it would take some time to heal her inside, but he suddenly had an idea. He smiled evilly. Nymphadora didn't notice his smile or she would have been cautious.

Harry calmed himself and smiled as normally as possible, "Dora, how about I give you full body massage, and wash you so you can relax a little. I can at least do that for the pain you endure for me!"

Nymphadora was touched by Harry's caring and considerate thoughts. She almost cried! She didn't cry during penetration but now she did!

She hid her head with her hands and nodded after only a few minutes.

Harry carried her in a princess hug and led her to his grand bathroom!

The night has just begun!