Naked Quidditch Match - pt 9 - Sex Stories

Naked Quidditch Match - pt 9

... pain. In a quick action, Katie, Alicia, and Angelina lost one boot... the three black boots falling in almost a prearranged pattern to the ground as they whipped by the stands, giving the crowds quite the eyeful. The other boot nipped away seconds later, then the skirts, leaving only string bikini bottoms and bras. "We should have done a pool on what male in the stadium wouldn't get a woody," Lee muttered to himself. "Damn..." The bras vanished next and the roar in the stadium, a masculine sound of pure testosterone, was powerful. Then, the bikini bottoms and there was such a groan... "Oh dear," Lee squeaked. "Err... well... seems all is in order by rules for this match." He didn't notice the break in his voice. High above all the rigmarole sat Potter, shoulders back, his body poised proudly on display and looking like a virtual Adonis. If all the men in the stadium were gawking at the girls, then every female in the stadium was glued to Potter. Hell, just looking at the wizarding world's own adolescent hero, Lee had to admit that if it weren't for the fact that he was firmly heterosexual, he would have been tempted. Interesting how Draco seemed to be sniffing about quite closely to Potter. "The teams are taking their positions, and it looks like the game is already in the bag for the Gryffindors. The Slytherin Seeker can't seem to identify the difference between the Golden Snitch and Potter's..." "JORDAN!" McGonagall's screech was beyond simply outraged. "Err..." Jordan ...

... winced. Madam Hooch fortunately took this opportunity to signal both teams from the centre of the field. Clearly, her voice amplified by charm, she opened the game in her usual style. "I want a nice fair game, all of you," she insisted, glaring fiercely at the Captains (and Co-Captains) of both teams. "The players assume position, in preparation for the release of the Quaffle." Lee was back to business. "Madam Hooch raises the whistle and... the Quaffle is released. Katie Bell, one of the best Chasers ever out of Gryffindor takes possession of the Quaffle, shifting her little arse a little for a bit of wiggle to distract the Slytherin Beater-boys most successfully." "JORDAN!" "Captain Marcus Flint cuts across to joust Bell for the Quaff... Spinnet to the rescue, and I bet Flint got an eyeful there. Katie passes back to Angelina and... look at those breasts bounce!" "JORDAN!" McGonagall's voice reached upper octaves. "Did I say that aloud? Oops. Johnson takes possession of the Quaffle, passes long back to Alicia and... Bletchly dives to intercept... SCORE! Ten points for Gryffindor! Slytherin takes possession. Chaser Montague ducks one Bludger and dives to evade Spinnet. Speeding toward the goals, his own teammates Bole and Derrick keep aiming Bludgers to keep Gryffindor Chasersclear. Oh-ho... he shoots... Mercado dives and blocks the score. Ten-nothing, Gryffindor!" "Johnson takes control of the Quaffle and... what the HELL?" McGonagall leapt to her feet, mouth gaping-but not in ...