I have decided that I'm too lacy to concern myself with the images, but now I'm curios to what extent I would need to censor them, if I were to upload them here
So here is the original of Susan fingering herself from last chapter
and the censored version
and even more censored
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This year somehow managed to devolve into chaos as well.
Firstly, Harry had been hearing strange sounds in the walls. He had noticed it first after he had spent his detention with Lockhart. He had gotten it all because he had knocked Draco out cold, after he had called Hermione a filthy mudblood. A fair reaction in his opinion, but McGonagall hadn't accepted that as justification.
He complained the first time to his two friends about how he was bored out of his mind. Lockhart was so obviously only in Hogwarts to further his fame and boost his book sales. The thought of jinxing him with some nasty curses never left his mind.
However, he couldn't complain after their second meetup, in fact he had started looking forward to it. Because, Hermione in her ever growing wisdom had decided to borrow his invisibility cloak and sneak into their meeting.
She remained hidden under the table, devouring his fat cock with gusto while fingering herself. Of course he paid the gesture back by fucking her silly in the next best broom closet after detention was over.
Secondly, some absolute lunatic had written on the wall with blood that the chamber of secrets had been reopened, as well as petrifying Filch's nosy cat.
Whatever that was supposed to mean.
It surely wouldn't result in him fighting the dark lord a second year consecutively.
Surely that wouldn't happen.
At least there were some good news. His constant use of transfiguration and charms to shank his slutty bookworm had resulted in his grades improving greatly. If only there were some potions that could result in the same, then the broody potion master might finally cut him some slack. As a matter of fact something for each subject would be nice.
But he wouldn't be called Harry Potter if the next catastrophe wasn't around the corner. Or at least this time the DADA professor, who in his sheer incompetence vanished all of his bones in his arm, after he broke it in the quidditch match.
Which brought him into the hospital wing once more.
"Ahh~ Ahh~ Ahh~"
Hermione moaned as she bounced enthusiastically on his thick, hard cock in reverse cowgirl. Their activity hidden by the drawn curtain and silencing charms.
Harry's hand gripped her wide hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh . Her massive ass jiggled and shook with each movement, her cheeks rippling and quivering hypnotically. He could feel her tight, wet walls squeezing his shaft, milking it for all it was worth.
"Fuck, Hermione," he growled in a deep voice. "You're such a good little slut."
"Yes, Harry!" she gasped, her hips moving faster. "I'm your good girl. Ahh, your cock feels so good inside me!"
Her huge ass slapped against his thighs, spilling over on both sides.
Harry enjoyed the feeling of her working hard. She deserved a reward in his opinion.
Once he could tear his eyes away from the hypnotising scene of her shaking ass, his working hand reached for his wand and pointed it at her back while concentrating on his magic.
His wand glowed with a faint purple light as he applied the levitation charm.
Hermione felt herself lifting off his lap, his cock painfully slowly leaving her deep insides, while scraping against her tight walls.
"Ahh."
She gasped as his dick left her dripping hole, already missing how it felt. She hovered in mid-air, suspended by the magic. Harry's eyes raked over her body hungrily.
Hermione seductively swung her ass left and right, searching for the pleasure, she was denied just now. Feeling no way to relieve her frustration, she looked back over her shoulder and pleaded. "Harry, please."
With a wicked grin, he flicked his wand and the descendo charm sent her plummeting back down, impaling her so deep she though she might split in half.
"Gngh~"
She bit down on her lips as her mind went blank, overwhelmed by pleasure.
Harry's eyes widened as well, as he felt Hermione's tight pussy envelop his throbbing cock once again. Her warm, velvety walls gripped him tightly, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body.
But that didn't stop him from lifting her back up and slamming back down, repeatedly. Less high now, so that his throbbing dick didn't fully leave her warm core.
Harry's magic became more forceful, as his hips snapping up to meet Hermione's descending bottom. The wet slapping of flesh against flesh drowning out any thought in Hermione' head, emphasized by her desperate moans and gasps.
"That's it, my little slut," Harry grunted, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass. "Take my cock like a good girl."
"Ahh~ Ahh~ Ahh~" Hermione could only respond with a series of high-pitched cries, her mind consumed by the overwhelming pleasure. Her body convulsed and shook with her umpteenth orgasm. She was completely at Harry's mercy, unable to form coherent thoughts or words.
"Fuck, Miny," Harry grunted, his hips pistoning up into her relentlessly. "You're taking my cock so well."
Hermione replied with a series of desperate whimpers and gasps, her words lost in the haze of her climaxes. "Ahh... ahh... mmph..."
Harry's hips slammed up into her dripping pussy with increasing urgency, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck, Miny, I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum!"
"Yes, Harry... yes..." she managed to gasp out with a barely recognizable voice. "Fuck... fuck... ahh..."
With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside Hermione's convulsing pussy, his cock pulsing as he emptied his balls into her.
"Be a good girl and take it all!" he snarled, his hips jerking as he pumped her full of his hot, sticky cum. "Every last drop belongs inside you."
Harry watched Hermione's limp, exhausted body fall backwardst onto him, his hard cock still buried deep inside her. He let go of his wand to catch her.
Pumped full with drugs he didn't feel a thing, when she landed on his healing arm.
After making sure she wouldn't fall off, his hand slowly made its way up to her flat chest, his fingers gently caressing her nipples. He knew they weren't her most sensitive spot, but he enjoyed the feeling of them sticking out.
As he played with her breasts, he felt her body stir against him, returning from her orgasm induced ecstatic state. She let out a soft moan, her hips giving a little wiggle. Encouraged by her response, Harry's hand continued its journey down her smooth stomach.
His fingers eventually found her clit, swollen and sensitive from earlier. He began to circle it gently, applying just the right amount of pressure. Hermione's eyes fluttered open, her back arching slightly as pleasure coursed through her.
"Welcome back," Harry murmured in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "Don't you dare think we are done here."
Hermione's eyes widened as he began moving again, his thick shaft was still buried inside her. Her sensitivity at an all time high. She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock pressing against her tender walls, sending jolts of pleasure through her.
His hand left her clit and warpped around her neck in a loose chokehold, making sure she wouldn't fall, when they started going at it again in full swing.
Harry's grip tightened slightly around her neck as he began to move again, his hips rolling slowly at first, then gaining speed. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth twisting in a grotesque expression of pleasure as he stimulated her sensitive spots. Drool began to trickle from the corner of her mouth as she gasped and moaned, completely lost in the sensation of his thick cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy.
"Ahh... ahh... Harry..." she slurred, her voice hoarse and strained. "It's... too much... I can't..."
But Harry didn't stop. He knew she could take it. He knew she loved it.
Hermione's body convulsed violently as Harry's relentless thrusts pushed her over the edge once more.
"Ahhhhnnn~!" she screamed desperately.
"Slap~ Slap~ Slap~"
went their flesh, echoing obscenely in their small area.
Hermione's body was a ragdoll in Harry's arms, limp and pliant as he used her for his pleasure. Her massive ass bounced wildly with each thrust, sweat dripping down her face and chest.
"Ahh~ Ahh~ Ahh~" she moaned mindlessly, consumed by lust.
"Fuck, Miny," he grunted, his hips pistoning into her nonstop. "Your pussy is gripping me so tight. You're gonna make me cum again."
"Yeshh... yeshhh... cum inshide..." Hermione slurred.
Her words spurred Harry on, his thrusts becoming more urgent and forceful.
"Kishh me Harry💋!" She screamed.
He let her out of the chokehold, instead gripped her chin forcing her to face him. Harry didn't let her wait long, his lips crashed against Hermione's. She defencelessly let him ravage her mouth, too succumb to pleasure.
"Mwah~ slrp... ahn..."
she gasped between kisses, her body trembling with need. Harry's hips continued to piston into her, his thick shaft stretching her tight pussy to its limits.
"Gngh~ Mmph~" she gagged, her eyes rolling back again as he fucked her mouth with his tongue. Her body convulsed violently, another orgasm crashing over her. Harry didn't let up, his hips pistoning into her mercilessly, driving her towards the edge of madness.
"Schlk... glk... slch..."
Hermione's body arched off of him, as an earth-shattering orgasm tore through her. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her eyes rolling back, whites showing. Every muscle in her body convulsed violently, her pussy clamping down on Harry's cock like her life depended on it. She went limp in his arms, completely spent and overwhelmed.
Harry's hips stuttered, his own climax triggered by the feeling of her convulsing around him. He buried himself balls deep, his cock pulsing as he unleashed a torrent of hot cum into her depths.
"Ahh...ahh..." she moaned weakly at the feeling of fullness, her pussy still twitching and spasming around his softening shaft. Her mind blanking out as the intense pleasure consumed her completely.
Harry's chest heaved as he caught his breath, his arm wrapped tightly around Hermione's limp form. She lay draped across him, her body shuddering with the occasional aftershock.
He could feel her heart racing against his chest, matching the frantic beat of his own. Slowly, he gently rolled her beside him onto his arm, his softening cock slipping out of her with a wet plop. Hermione whimpered softly at the loss, her legs trembling weakly.
A few minutes later Hermione groaned softly as she slowly regained consciousness, her body aching in ways she'd never experienced before. She blinked slowly, her vision blurry as she tried to make out her surroundings.
Two big green eyes came into focus.
Harry's gaze locked onto Hermione's, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he watched her slowly come back to herself. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "You did good." Simple, but effective.
Hermione whimpered softly, her face flushing at his words. She could still feel the ache between her legs. "Harry... that was... intense..." she gasped out, her voice hoarse. Harry chuckled darkly, his hand trailing down her spine down to her soft ass. "Yes. I don't think I've ever seen you lost in pleasure like that before."
Harry's hand continued to roam over Hermione's plump ass, squeezing and kneading the tender flesh. He reveled in the way it filled his palm, not even fitting in his hand. His fingers dug into her skin, leaving imprints as he explored every inch.
Hermione squirmed beneath his touch, her body still sensitive from their intense lovemaking. She bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan as Harry's hand drifted lower, his fingertips brushing against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.
"Harry..." she breathed, her voice trembling slightly. "We should probably clean up..."
But even as she said it, she knew it was a half-hearted suggestion. She didn't really want him to stop touching her.
Harry ignored her words, his attention focused solely on the supple curves of her backside. He spread her cheeks apart with his thumb and index finger, exposing the devastation he had just caused her. His fingers, lubricated by their liquids easily went in.
He explored her soft folds, spreading their mixed juices around. Hermione gasped softly, her hips twitching involuntarily at the sensation. But then, his fingertips brushed against something else - a tight hole that clenched reflexively at the contact.
Hermione froze, her breath catching in her throat. That feeling... it sent a jolt of forbidden excitement through her.
Harry seemed to sense her reaction, his fingers pausing briefly before pressing more insistently against her virgin hole.
Another, more intense jolt ran through her body.
Harry's eyes lit up with a wicked gleam as he felt Hermione's involuntary twitch. He pressed his finger more insistently against her tight hole, watching her face for a reaction.
"Harry..." Hermione breathed, her voice trembling slightly. "That's... that's not..."
But her words trailed off into a gasp as Harry's finger circled it, teasing her. It was a foreign sensation, unlike anything she had ever felt before and she wasn't sure what was happening to her.
But Harry knew.
And he liked what he saw.
"Harry, please..." she whimpered. "It's dirty."
A load fell off her shoulders when his fingers backed away, because she knew she wouldn't actually be able to do something against him. Any resistance she mustered would just melt under his touch.
Instead he roughly grabbed a handful of her fat ass. Hermone shrieked at his sudden forcefulness. Harry liked seeing her like this. Her hardly conceiled feelings of arousal everytime he did something with her ass made sense now.
'She definitely likes it from behind.' He thought as he leaned to her ear, "Get it ready till tomorrow then."
He emphasised his order by rubbing a finger over her entrance. "And don't even think about backing out."
"Y-yes, Harry," she stammered barely audible. "I'll... I'll do it."
Harry's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched Hermione stumble to her feet, her legs trembling. He could see their combined juices slowly dripping down her inner thighs.
He kept watching as she waved her wand, casting a cleaning charm on herself. The juices vanished, leaving her skin clean and dry. Hermione's hands shook slightly as she began to dress herself, the effect of how thotoughly he had fucked her still lingering. She pulled on a pair of ordinary beige panties, the fabric hiding more of her curves than Harry would like. Next came a matching bra clinging tightly to her small chest.
He would need go shopping with her as well, he thought. Those conservative clothes were unacceptable. His mind began to wander, imagining how sexy she would look in tight lacy lingerie and a garter belt with straps going down to stockings that dug into her juicy thighs. The fabric so thin that he could see the outline of her folds through it. Maybe even a hole in the back for easy access.
Harry shifted uncomfortably, his dick growing as his imagination ran wild. But it was enough for today. Any more and she might actually break.
They probably needed to go to the muggle side in order to buy anything close to that. All the shops he had seen in Diagon Ally were lacking.
He watched as Hermione scurried away in her ordinary Hogwarts robe, gone was any hint of her well endowed bottom.
Now, alone again his thoughs travelled back to the topic he had had in mind before the quidditch match, about combining his studies with his most liked activity. Hopefully he would find something in his family vault. He could pay it a visit with Hermione when they go shopping. A smile formed on his face at that thought. He would like that.