Nymphadora Tonks had wanted to jump her famous friend’s bones for quite some time now. The Quidditch match had just provided a good excuse. The witch’s head descended towards Harry’s lap. Even in the dark of the room the Hufflepuff’s lips found the sensitive tip of the Potter male’s dick. With no experience in this type of thing Tonks first tried kissing Harry’s meaty head followed by flicking her tongue out to taste the flesh. This action earned a moan of approval from the wizard, making Tonks smile. The older magician enveloped the warlock’s crown in her heated mouth and bathed it with her saliva via her tongue. The Rider’s hands gripped the arm rests of the chair tightly while he focused on the feeling of Tonks’ mouth working its way down his member.
The witch took about half of the male’s healthy prick in her mouth after a few moments of exploring his organ. Tonks quickly learned that Harry liked it when her tongue moved all over but especially in the sensitive area located below the opening of his urethra on the underside. As she began to bob her head up and down in Harry’s lap, working his manhood in and out of her mouth while applying suction, Tonks felt her pussy growing wetter than it had ever before in her life. The witch was situated partway off of the love seat at a rather uncomfortable angle. As if sensing her discomfort the sorcerer applied transfiguration magic to turn the love seat into a bed. Now able to spread out a bit more, Tonks stretched out her legs and brought her right hand into her own trousers. Slipping beneath her panties the witch began to rub her cunny to bring some much needed relief.
“That’s my job,” Harry whispered as he leaned forward to get into a better position. “You just keep doing what you’re doing with your mouth,” the mage encouraged while his hand slipped down the back of the witch’s trousers and inside of her panties. The wizard explored with his right hand over the Hufflepuff’s fit bum and quickly located the crevice of her vagina. “bl**dy hell you’re wet,” the warlock commented, earning a moan of agreement from the witch that had his pecker in her mouth. “Shit…that felt good!”
Tonks hummed again which felt absolutely amazing to the wizard as he began working his middle finger in and out of the hole of his partner’s vagina. It was one thing to see a woman’s nether regions during his youthful spying but a completely different experience to feel the soft slickness of a female’s sex. Harry had read up on what women liked. Experimentally the sorcerer twisted his hand around, rubbing his fingers along the soft inside of Tonks’ sheathe and feeling her flesh stretch to accommodate him.
“That feels good,” Tonks whispered, pulling off of the handsome Rider’s sausage long enough to inform him.
Tonks began to suck harder and faster on her partner’s prick as he located her g spot and started to really pleasure her. The Hufflepuff cupped the wizard’s ball sack and started kneading his sensitive orbs gently. Due to her increased comfort with sucking on the sorcerer’s cock Tonks started taking more of his rod into her oral cavity. The metamorphmagus began using her inherit abilities to relax her throat muscles enough to invite the thick man sausage into her gullet. Soon enough the witch pressed her nose into the Potter male’s groin, feeling his pubic hair tickle her nose.
“Oh fecking hell!” Harry gasped. “Tonks…I’m going to cum,” the warlock warned while he furiously rubbed her g spot and located her clit with his thumb.
Tonks sucked harder and started swallowing on the mage’s pole. The contractions of the witch’s throat muscles stimulated contractions in her partner’s nether regions which propelled his semen from the testicles she held in her gasp through his dick and projected that potent fluid into her mouth. The first stream of man juice shot straight down the witch’s throat and into her belly. Tonks pulled back a bit so she could taste the cock cream. Although somewhat salty the Hufflepuff found she liked the taste. As soon as she made that determination the young woman was hit with a wave of ecstasy that originated in her vagina at the points where her favorite male’s hands contacted her body. As he came and filled her belly with cum the Rider was subconsciously channeling pleasurable magic into his partner’s bits. Tonks started thrashing and climaxing while her mind went blank. The pair of magic users moaned and gasped as they experienced their first orgasms at the will of another.
Several minutes later Tonks crawled up the bed so that her head was even with Harry’s.
“That was bl**dy amazing,” the witch whispered before kissing her lover, sliding her tongue into his mouth.
Harry kissed the witch back just as passionately, not minding in the least where her mouth had just been.
“I’d only planned on sucking you off…but now I’m even hotter for you than before,” the witch declared while bringing her partner’s hands between her legs. “I want you so badly Harry. Will you make love to me?”
“I would be insane if I said no,” the wizard replied while shifting back to his elf-like physique, feeling better in that form.
Tonks threw her leg over the younger magic user’s waist and straddled him. Without much preamble the beautiful prefect guided her mate’s fully hard dick to her slit. Without taking her eyes off of the Rider’s handsome features Nymphadora Tonks made herself a woman, sinking slowly down upon his shaft. Even though she no longer had a hymen due to an active youth, Tonks had expected to feel some discomfort trying to accommodate Harry’s size. Such was not the case. The wizard’s sausage slid into the witch’s sheathe without any discomfort. Tonks felt completely right as she seated herself on her lover’s prick. The pleased sorceress leaned forward and kissed the grinning mage.
“Why are you smiling?” Tonks inquired, pausing for a moment, after sitting up once more.
“You’re k**ding right?” Harry asked in surprise. “I’m buried completely in the tight vagina of one of my best friends who also happens to be incredibly beautiful. I’m having the best night of my life.”
Tonks smiled warmly in reply while slowly starting to rock her hips back and forth on her wizard. The witch felt her shirt melt away as easily as her pants had disappeared earlier. At the time the Hufflepuff had been too preoccupied with other matters to appreciate her mate’s silent and wandless magic but now she noticed his abilities. All of that power, magical and mental, and the witch was lucky enough to have his attention focused on her. The prefect rolled her hips, twisting her monds around on her mate’s turgid shaft as it navigated her insides. Magical hands danced over Tonks’ exposed flesh as Harry explored her body. She felt him thrust his hips upwards, driving his length against her cervix. The dragon companion pulled the witch’s shoulders down until she was lying fully on top of him, nose to nose. The mage kissed his sorceress while he rocked his hips, stretching her cunny with his stiffness and vigor.
“I’ll take over,” Harry purred while rolling over on top of Tonks without coming out of her core.
“Alright,” Tonks happily agreed as the movement did wonderful things to her insides.
The wizard grasped the prefect by her wrists and drew them above her head, holding them down while rocking only his lower body. The green eyed Potter stared intently down into the currently purple eyes of his shape shifting mate. The warlock put his own shape shifting abilities to good use, making his dick grow slightly bigger inside of the young woman’s core. Tonks’ moaned her approval as the elf-like male thrust faster into her soaking sex. The bed rocked with the thrusts of the wizard. His shaft probed deeply into the sweaty beauty’s fiery core, pinning her to the mattress. Tonks drew her feet up along the back of her mate’s flexing thighs. She buried her face in his neck and gripped his sides with her hands, feeling the powerful sinew beneath ripple with his exertions. The wizard’s heated breath bathed the side of the witch’s face.
“You’re so thick Harry,” Tonks declared in a tone barely above a whisper. “You fill me up just right,” the currently blonde Hufflepuff added.
“And you my delicious Nymphadora are so incredibly soft, wet, and tight around me,” Harry replied while flexing his hips and prick in such a way as to rub his tool against his partner’s g-spot. “I can’t get enough of you,” the wizard admitted.
The passion flowing between the pair caused them to stop thrusting for a few moments and just grind their pelvises together while their mouths attempted to blend together, tongues probing against one another. When the mage’s hips began driving his sausage in and out of the young woman’s pussy once more she ran her fingers up along his sides and around to grasp his powerful biceps while her feet moved up to rest against his muscular bum. The witch’s panting and moaning increased in volume and frequency as she got her snatch stretched in just the way her heart desired most. The dragonrider was working his rod back and forth through the stretched lips of his mate’s juicy box with unrelenting and never tiring rhythm. Tonks’ grip tightened, her fingernails left their mark on the sorcerer’s flesh.
“Harry…oh…oh god…I’m going to cum baby,” Tonks whispered. “Don’t stop…don’t stop,” the witch cooed encouragingly while squeezing her inner muscles tightly to encourage the wizard to pump her hungry pussy.
“I’m going to cum too,” Harry managed to get out through his pleasurable haze.
“Cum in me baby,” Tonks encouraged. “I want to feel your hot seed filling my cunny.”
Harry crushed his mouth to Tonks’ lips and sucked on her tongue just as she began to orgasm. The mage buried his bone in the quivering box of his lover and released his first ever load of semen into a female’s vagina. The ecstasy drove the Rider’s magical core wild. Even while incredible pleasure surged through the joined sexes of the Potter male and his new woman his magic reached into Tonks and claimed her as his in a way no other male would ever be able to do. The couple had given each other their first time and their shared passion connected them in a way beyond the physical. The Rider reached out with his mind and joined his consciousness with Tonks’ mind. This act made the pair gain a whole new perspective on their individual bliss. The coupling pair experienced release from the perspective of one another. New life was lent to their orgasm.
“bl**dy hell,” Tonks howled while shoving her monds up towards the groin of the warrior sorcerer, her inner muscles gripping and pulling at his prick as if they would never let the shaft go.
“Tonks,” was all Harry could moan as more semen than was humanly possible flowed from his rod and into his mate’s burning core.
The over stimulated witch’s mind couldn’t process the sensory input. Nymphadora collapsed limply to the bed in a sex induced u*********sness that mimicked a c***. As the last vestiges of orgasm slowly faded from his drained manhood Harry rolled over so that he was on his back with his lover on top of him. The Rider transfigured some pillows and a sheet out of some pencils and paper lying nearby before getting himself comfortable. Harry’s last conscious thought before he let his normal restful state claim him was that it was the best night of his life with the gorgeous Hufflepuff sharing the experience with him