Dorm Party: Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

Harry smiled and leaned back on his arms as Sue dragged Hannah by the hair, forcing the blonde to crawl on all fours towards his swelling erection. Her large breasts swayed under her while her eyes remained riveted to his towering length.

“Suck it!” Sue barked.

She roughly shoved Hannah’s head down, mashing her face against his shaft and trapping it against his abs. Turning her head to get in a better position, Hannah rubbed her cute, button nose along his length and kissed it near the base. Glancing up at Harry with an oddly shy expression, considering their position, she kissed her way up to the tip and licked her lips before opening her mouth.

“HURK!”

Sue shoved Hannah’s head down, stuffing two-thirds of his length down her friend’s throat without the least bit of warning. Harry couldn’t help but groan even as Hannah choked, droll leaking from her lips while tears gathered in her wide blue eyes.

“Choke on it, you whore!” Sue yelled.

“Merlin, Sue,” Harry gasped.

“Don’t choke her,” Hermione called out nervously.

Sue Li rolled her eyes and released her friend. Hannah shot back, took a couple of breaths, and then took him back into her mouth.

“She loves it, don’t you, Hannah?” Sue asked.

Looking up at Harry, her pink lips stretched around his cock, she nodded her head. Suddenly, she gasped, her eyes going wide. Harry looked to see what had happened just in time to witness Sue roughly jam three fingers into her depths from behind. She yanked them out a moment later and held the dripping digits up for everyone to see.

“Look, she soaked,” Sue said.

With a smirk, she brought her wet hand down on Hannah’s upturned bum with a thunderous clap. Hannah jolted forward and squealed around Harry’s length, sending wonderous vibrations through his shaft. Groaning pleasurably, he reached up and grabbed hold of her pigtails. A light tug forced her lips to descend down his cock until his head hit the back of her throat, and she gagged. More saliva leaked from her lips and dripped down his shaft.

“You like this, Hannah?” Harry asked.

Bucking his hips, he drove his tip into her spasming throat for just a moment before pulling back. Hannah gagged around him loudly but raised her eyes to look at him and nodded her head.

“Uh huh,” she mumbled.

“That’s it, Harry,” Sue grinned. “Fuck her face!”

Tightening his grip on the blonde’s pigtails, Harry yanked her forward and drove his hips up. Hannah choked as inches of his shaft were driven down her throat. Her pale, delicate throat bulged from the abuse, and her eyes watered before her lips stopped just a couple of inches from his base. Harry held her in place, jerking his hips back and forth. He pulled back just enough to leave her throat before he surged upwards, feeding her as much of his dripping, spit-soaked cock as her anatomy would allow.

When he pulled her back half a minute later, Hannah gasped for breath, filled her lungs with air, and then shoved herself back onto his length, her eyes peering up at him expectantly.

“Give her more, Harry,” Sue growled. “She can take it. Don’t let her stop until she’s swallowed every inch of that cock.”

Harry groaned and jerked Hannah’s head down by her pigtails. He pulled so hard that he knew her scalp would be stinging, but her lips still stopped a couple of inches short of his base. Despite that, it still felt incredible as he bucked his hips back and forth, using and abusing the attractive witch’s mouth to his heart’s content.

Sue wasn’t as satisfied as he was.

“I said swallow it, bitch!” she barked.

Standing up, she grabbed Hannah’s wrists, pulled her arms behind her back, and then placed her foot on the back of her head. With a brutal shove, Hannah’s nose crashed into Harry’s pelvis. He groaned as her throat enveloped the top portion of his cock and spasmed wildly around his shaft, desperately trying to expel it. Tears fell from her eyes, and saliva rained onto his balls.

“Fuck!” Harry gasped, grinding his hips up.

He and Sue held the helpless Hufflepuff in place for several interminable seconds before they released her simultaneously. Hannah flew off of his length, sucking in a deep, desperate gasp before she started coughing. Sue gave her just a moment to recover before yanking her head back, forcing her to sit up on her knees, and shoving a hand between her legs. As her arm began to jerk back and forth, driving her thin fingers into her depths, the whole room could hear just how incredibly wet Hannah was.

“Slut,” Sue hissed, biting her ear. “Did you cum from choking on his cock?”

“Yes,” Hannah replied breathlessly.

“What a whore,” Daphne said.

Closing her eyes, Hannah whimpered, and a flush ran from her cheeks all the way down to the top of her chest. Unable to resist the temptation, Harry sandwiched his dripping length between her breasts and started humping her chest.

“Potter, hurry up and fuck the useless cunt,” she continued. “It’s my turn next.”

“Says who?” Sue asked.

Daphne smirked, “We drew straws while you were busy feeding the cow Potter’s broomstick. I’m next, then Susan, Megan, Tracey, and then you.”

“I have to wait to go last?” Sue pouted.

“Technically, we’re going last,” Hermione said, gesturing to herself, Katie, Lavender, and Luna. “We just agreed to give all of you a chance with him first.”

“Fine,” Sue huffed.

Raising her hand, she smacked Hannah’s hard, the sharp crack echoing around the room.

“Get on all fours, Han,” she said.

Regretfully, Harry let go of her breasts and stepped to the side. Biting her lip, Hannah dropped to her hands and knees. As he knelt behind her, Harry trailed his eyes over her wide hips and even wider bum. Grabbing her thick cheeks, he spread them open and lined himself up with her taut, glistening folds. Sue knelt down next to him, her breath hitching excitedly as he wedged his swollen head into her entrance.

Pushing his hips forward at a slow, steady pace, Harry sank into Hannah’s depths. The blonde whined and moaned as he fed her inch after inch of his shaft. Her amazingly tight folds hugged and clung to him so tightly he was convinced that the only reason he could get into her all was because of how incredibly wet she was.

“Merlin, look how much he’s stretching your cunt,” Sue said, dragging a finger along her friend’s red, swollen lips as they wrapped around his cock.

“How does it feel, Hannah?” Susan asked breathlessly while she hugged Megan to her chest and caressed her thigh.

“Big,” Hannah panted. “It’s so good.”

“And that’s only half of it,” Sue grinned. “Come on, Harry. Stuff that whole thing in her.”

Sawing his hips back and forth, Harry gradually eased the rest of his length into her clutching depths. The moment he bottomed out, Hannah gasped and shuddered as she climaxed.

“Seriously?” Harry asked. “I haven’t even started yet.”

“I’m sorry,” Hannah muttered shakily.

Snorting, Harry smacked her bum hard, drawing a surprised yelp from her lips.

“Useless,” he said, shaking his head.

“I-I can keep going,” Hannah stammered, rocking her body back with a whimper.

“I hope so,” Harry grinned, leaning over her back until his lips were right next to her ear. “Because I’m not going to stop until you’re dripping with my cum,” he whispered.

Hannah gasped, her body trembling as he drew his hips back slowly. Just as his head was about to leave her folds, he stopped. For a moment, he held that position until Hannah wiggled impatiently. And then he slammed his hips forward. She screamed in another climax as he buried his entire length in her core. A wet smack resounded around the room when his pelvis met her dripping folds. Hannah’s arms collapsed as Harry hammered his hips back and forth, mashing her face into the cushions covering the floor.

“Morgana,” Katie gasped. “She cums as easy as Ginny does.”

“Fuck her!” Sue yelled, leaning back to finger herself wildly. “Wreck that pretty little pussy.”

Grabbing Hannah’s pigtails, Harry leaned back, pulling her with him. He pulled back so far that her hands left the ground. With her upper body suspended only by her hair, Hannah’s chest was thrust upwards, her large breasts bouncing wildly with Harry’s savage thrusts.

“He’s going to break her,” Lavender said, slipping a hand between her legs. “That’s so fucking hot.”

After the spectacular deepthroat, Harry knew he wouldn’t last long at such a demanding pace. Then again, that was probably a good thing, considering the stain he was putting on Hannah’s body. When he felt his climax begin to build, he did nothing to hold it back. Letting go of one of her pigtails, he wrapped a hand around her throat, pulled her head back to his chest, and then released the other to grope one of her breasts. With a final savage thrust, Harry buried himself to the hilt and erupted inside of her.

Hannah’s breath caught as Harry filled her depths. Each pulse of his shaft sent a surge of searing hot warmth into her core. Eyes rolling into the back of her head, she sagged forward, only Harry’s hands holding her up. With one last groan and a buck of his hips, Harry eased her down onto the cushions and slipped out of her. A river of cum immediately started leaking from her abused lips.

Suddenly, he was shoved out of the way. Sue dove forward, burying her face between Hannah’s cheeks, and started lapping at her folds.

“Sue!” Hannah gasped. “Too much!”

Sue ignored her and gripped her bum hard enough to leave behind divots in her soft, pale cheeks with her fingertips as she delved her tongue deeper. As Hannah whimpered helplessly, Harry chuckled and sat down to catch his breath.

Unfortunately, Daphne wasn’t willing to be that patient. Grabbing him by the shoulders, she pulled him backward until he was lying on his back. Harry blinked and suddenly found himself staring up at her tight folds and round bum as she straddled his head.

“Lick me, Potter,” she said, dropping down and pressing her hot, excited folds against his lips.

Smiling, Harry kissed around the outside of her lips teasingly for a few moments before slitting them open with his tongue and licking inside.

“Yes,” Daphne hissed, caressing his chest and abs. “That’s good.”

Grabbing two firm handfuls of her bum, Harry kissed her clit, drawing a soft gasp from her lips. With a moan, Daphne bent down over his waist and wrapped her hand around his cock. She slowly, but with a surprisingly firm grip, explored every inch of his length. He couldn’t see what she was doing, but he could feel her hot, damp breath on his tip as she stroked him. It caused his shaft to swell as if it was trying to grow large enough to slip into her mouth.

“Like that, Potter?” Daphne asked.

As Harry sealed his lips around her clit and sucked lightly, Daphne groaned and sped up her movements. Soon, she was stroking him at a furious pace while mashing her folds against his lips and moaning above him. Her hand felt so good that Harry found himself rapidly being pushed towards another climax. It drove him to attack her clit ferociously, determined to see her peak before he did.

Thankfully, Daphne wasn’t that far off herself. With a gasp and a loud, long moan, her thighs quivered around his head, and the taste of her excitement coated his tongue. Her weight dropped onto his face, and she ground herself against his face as she rode out her climax. It was several long seconds before she lifted her hips enough for Harry to take a gasping breath.

“Daphne, I’m close,” Harry warned.

Shifting her hips forward and off of his face, Daphne clamped her hand hard around the base of his shaft. Harry let out a disappointed groan, and she looked over her shoulder with a smirk. Swinging her leg over his body, she shuffled around until she was kneeling between his thighs, all without ever loosening her grip.

“Do you want to cum already, Potter?” Daphne asked with a smirk, her ice-blue eyes sparkling with excitement. “You haven’t even felt my mouth yet.”

Bending down, she stared into his eyes as she kissed his swollen, throbbing head. Harry groaned and bucked his hips, but Daphne shifted her head to the side with a sultry chuckle and kissed the side of his shaft. The teasing caused him to throb, and a single bead of excitement leaked from his tip. Catching his eyes, Daphne extended her tongue and slowly licked it up.

“Fuck,” Harry breathed, bucking his hips again. “Please, Daphne.”

Her bright blue eyes caught his, and he saw the thrill dancing in their depths. Those words had been exactly what she wanted to hear. Dipping her head, she wrapped her lips around his engorged tip. Harry hissed at the feeling of her hot mouth enveloping his tip. His hips jerked instinctively, but she followed his movements, her eyes never leaving his. Sealing her lips around him, her tongue danced around his sensitive glans, teasing and tasting every bump and curve.

As she slathered his tip with devoted attention, her hand relaxed just enough for her to start stroking him again. Daphne seemed set on making him reach his climax as fast as possible. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing, all while her tongue snaked around the most sensitive parts of his head, and her hand stroked the rest of his length furiously. In no time at all, Harry groaned as he felt his climax beginning to build again.

“I’m close,” he warned.

Daphne continued her ministrations, her eyes riveted to his face. His muscles tensed as he neared the edge, his cock swelled in her firm grip, and just as he was about to cum, she stopped. Harry couldn’t help the frustrated whimper that left his lips as her mouth left his tip. His length jerked and pulsed, trying to climax, but her almost painfully tight grip around his base kept it at bay.

After a few seconds, when his muscles relaxed, and the danger had passed, Daphne released his length completely. Harry didn’t think he’d ever been so hard as his length stood tall, throbbing with need. Eyeing his erection with fascination, Daphne glanced up at his face and smiled. She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled forward, dragging the sensitive head of his cock between her breasts and over her stomach. As she straddled his waist, she sat on it, sandwiching the underside between her folds, and rolled her hips. Harry gripped her hips and bucked, grinding against her clit and drawing a groan from both of their lips.

“You want me, Potter?” Daphne panted, rolling her hips slowly back and forth.

“Yes,” Harry hissed.

“Then hands off my ass and keep your hips still,” she told him firmly. “I’m in control. Here, since you’ve been so good, you can play with these.”

Grabbing his hands, she placed them on her breasts. Harry squeezed them firmly, his thumbs caressing her hard nipples. Daphne moaned, ground herself against him one last time, and then lifted her hips. As his length sprang up eagerly, she lined him up with her entrance and paused. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, opened them again, and sank down.

“Fuck!” Daphne cried as his head slipped inside.

Her nails dug into his chest, leaving behind red, crescent-shaped marks as she slowly descended down his length. Harry had to constantly fight the urge to slam into her as she took her time. Eventually, her weight rested on his thighs, his throbbing shaft buried in her depths.

“Fuck!” Daphne cried again, rolling her hips. “Why does this magnificent cock have to be attached to you, Potter?”

Glaring down at him, she raised her hips a few inches before dropping back down hard.

“You’re ruining my Pureblood pussy,” she said, lifting herself up and dropping down faster. “Whatever small-dicked husband I’m forced to marry will never make me feel this good, and it’s all your fault!”

Daphne slammed herself down on his aching cock over and over again. Her thighs clapped loudly against his while Harry continued groping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Throwing her head back, she came around him but never slowed her movements.

“My father would kill both of us if he knew your dirty,” Daphne punctuated the word by raising herself up to his tip and dropping back down onto him harshly; “disgusting,” she hissed, doing it again, “Half-blood cock was stretching my pussy.”

Letting out a groan, she shivered as she groaned through another orgasm.

“My mother would disown me if she knew I was riding Harry,” Daphne snarled, slamming down on him, “Fucking,” and again, “Potter!”

“Daphne, I’m cumming,” Harry yelled.

He regretted the words the moment they left his mouth. She hopped off of him with shocking speed, slid back, and wrapped her hand around his length. For a moment, he feared she was going to deny his climax again, but then he saw the excited gleam in her eyes. Holding him tightly, she jerked him furiously, eyes riveted to his rigid, throbbing shaft.

“Defile me, Potter!” she yelled.

Harry roared as he came, and Daphne squealed as his climax showered her. The first shot hosed her down from just below the navel to the top of her head. The second hit her squarely in the face. Lowering her aim slightly, the next two completely covered her breasts. Through it all, Daphne never shied away like he would have expected. Closing her eyes, she openly, almost gleefully, accepted it, even swallowing the large globes that landed in her mouth.

Even with the potion, it was, without a doubt, the most powerful orgasm Harry had ever experienced, and it left him completely drained by the time it was over. Panting for breath, he looked at Daphne as she let go of his cock, rubbed his cum into her skin, and groaned in what almost looked like another climax of her own.

“What happened to not getting it in your hair?” Lavender asked with a giggle.

“I don’t care,” Daphne said, licking her lips. “Can you get it out of my eyes, though? I can’t see.”

Laughing, Lavender raised her wand and cleaned her eyes. When Daphne opened them and looked down, she gasped at just how covered she was.

“Merlin, Potter,” she breathed.

“It’s your fault for edging him for so long,” Lavender pointed out. “We told you he would cum a lot.”

“You weren’t kidding,” Daphne said, then turned her eyes to Harry. “We’re doing this again, and you’re going to cum in me.”

“I need a minute,” Harry panted before dropping his head back down onto the cushion.