Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 10 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 10

... Malfoy pummeling into her with his sizable manhood. She reached down and unbuckled his belt, letting his slacks fall to the floor. And he slipped out of his shoes, Pansy dropped to her knees in order to take him just as he liked it. But to her surprise he placed a hand under her chin and pulled her upwards. "Not yet" he commanded her. When she looked puzzled, he smiled and continued. "After. I want you to taste yourself on my cock, bitch." She felt her knees going weak with desire, as his lecherous tone appealed to her submissive streak. She heeded his desires and turned away, presenting her delicious rear to his quivering cock. He was fully hard, and needed no help to achieve his seven inches. That was part of what Pansy loved about Draco. He was always ready, no matter what. And what Draco loved about Pansy, he though as he advanced on her, was that his mere presence was enough to get her dripping wet. There was no need for foreplay here. She'd been soaking since the moment she saw him outside the great hall. He placed the head of his cock between her cheeks, pulling her lacy underwear out of the way. Her sopping cunt came into view, sporting a neat little strip of pubic hair that hadn't been there before. "You want me to shave it?" she asked him with a concerned edge to her voice. "I just thought.." "No" he silenced her with a word. "I like it. It makes me want to do this." And with that, he plunged into her pussy with one forceful thrust. Pansy let out a moan of pure ...

... ecstasy, and leant low against the wall as her knees weakened even more from the pleasure. Waves of joy rippled through her as he began to rut back and forth into her, his cock so deliciously full to her needy cunt. Malfoy smirked as she began a staccato series of gasps that he knew signaled her impending end. And sure enough, barely a minute later, he felt her pussy clamp down on his pounding cock as she squealed with delight. "So soon?" he questioned, his smirk widening. Pansy looked back at him with a coy smile. "You get me all riled up, Draco." He forced her head back down and bent low over her, picking up his speed. "Keep quiet, bitch. It's my turn." Malfoy started forcing himself in to the hilt, again and again, over and over. He did not relent even as Pansy cried with obvious pain. She had tightened up over the summer, he remarked. But not for long. He could feel his approaching end, and gave a few last great shoves into her pussy before the fireworks began and he fired off a stream of his piping hot seed into her shaking hole. He then withdrew his cock and sent the next stream flying over her glistening ass. She was bathed in sweat, and panted as she recovered from Malfoy's rough treatment. He milked his cock dry over her glorious cheeks, spreading his cum out over it. Then he laughed and stepped away from her. "Go on" he told her. "Don't waste that." He watched as Pansy reached around and began taking his streaks of cum in her hand. She then brought them around to her ...