It had been two months since the battle at the Department of Mysteries, and Harry had recently arrived at the Burrow to stay for the rest of the summer. He'd been happy to see Ron, who was starting to act more like himself again after the incident in the Ministry.
The warm embrace of the Burrow's summer afternoon, laughter and the splashes of water filled the air as the Weasley family gathered by the creek for a delightful swim. Harry Potter, his heart lightened by the joyous atmosphere, was about to join them when he felt a gentle tug on his arm.
Turning around, he found Ginny standing there, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Not only she been eyeing him all day, playfully teasing him with subtle gestures and stolen glances, but he'd been eyeing her. Ginny had really grown up over the summer, mentally but more importantly, physically.
Her naturally athletic body had really started to take shape, her breasts now comfortably a C-cup, and easily showing through her lightweight t-shirt. But perhaps her best feature was her ass - which was a perfect combination of firmness and shape, which seamed to grip her jeans tighter than Harry had ever seen.
"Harry," she said, her voice a soft caress that sent shivers down his spine, "I think I'd rather stay here with you."
Before he could respond, Ginny stepped closer, her fingers brushing against his cheek, sending a jolt of electricity through him. With a playful smirk, she gently pushed him against the wall of the Burrow, her eyes locked on his, full of desire and longing.
Harry's heart raced as Ginny's lips met his, their passion ignited like a blazing fire. The world around them faded into oblivion, and it was just the two of them, lost in a moment that had been building between them for years.
Ginny's kisses were nothing but fiery. Her tongue ravaged down his throat, leaving him breathless and yearning for more. Harry's hands instinctively found their way to her waist, pulling her closer, as if to make sure she was real, that this was really happening.
In a flash, she grabbed his arm and almost pulled him up the stairs, towards her own bedroom, and she closed the door firmly. Turning back towards Harry, who had sat down on her bed, she seductively and slowly removed her t-shirt, revealing her black bra beneath. Harry gulped as she followed suit with her trousers, with black panties to match the bra.
Harry's heart continued to race as she dropped down onto her knees, and crawled towards him. Reaching the bed, she grabbed Harry's trousers and yanked them down, along with his boxers, which released his rock-hard cock. Ginny's eyes lit up in delight as she saw what Harry was packing below. And in a flash, she buried the whole thing down her throat - without even a hint of a gag. Harry had never felt anything quite as brilliant as this, and he basked in the pleasure he was feeling. Removing the cock from her throat, the sexy redhead proceeded to bob her head up and down on his member, enveloping it in a sea of saliva.
After a few minutes, Harry felt himself getting close. "Gin..." he grunted, "I'm close". But instead of slowing down and stopping, Ginny sped up. She repetitively buried the cock as far down her throat as it would possibly go, causing Harry to feel a pleasure he didn't even consider possible. Inevitably, he came. A continuous stream of cum shot from the end of his member, firing against the back of her throat for what seemed like a minute almost. But again, Ginny swallowed it all in one - proving herself to be quite the specialist.
After a very short break, Harry's cock was firmly at attention very quickly, and Ginny had had enough of foreplay. Pulling her until she was on her knees, her perky breasts raising and falling with quickening breasts, Harry pushed his cock forwards and began to stroke Ginny's soaking wet pussy lips, massaging them almost. Ginny turned around quickly and gave Harry a look to say get on with it. Harry didn't need another invitation.
Slipping the tip of his manhood into her, she moaned in animalistic pleasure. Arching her back, Ginny angled her hips to give Harry clearer access to her pussy. Her juices ensured that Harry had little resistance, and he grunted as he felt just how tight Ginny was, constricting him like a python. Slowly increasing his speed, Ginny's moans continued to get louder, urging Harry to go faster.
"Oh, fuck!" She moaned, Harry responding to her urges.
He slapped her arse in return and continued pumping his hips, with Ginny practically screaming at this point. Harry grabbed at her hair, and ploughed into her as hard as he could, obliterating her insides. Ginny's vision was getting hazy as Harrys cock pushed further and further, deeper and deeper inside of her. Harry controlled her now. It was a feeling that none of them could describe, but definitely wanted to continue, as Ginny's vision was beginning to get hazy. Sweat was starting to drip down Harry's forehead as he continued to pound her. "
Cum for me, Harry," she shouted as he thrust into her. "Give it to me, Harry Potter!"
Harry pushed his hands my over her bouncing tits, squeezing them as tightly as possible, while pistoling her pussy with his cock. Soon enough, they both felt their orgasms approaching, and with a final set of thrusts, they simultaneously reached their climaxes, with Ginny's quivering and pulsating pussy milking Harry of his cum. At that moment, Harry felt a rush and surge of magical energy, as if he'd somehow got more powerful.
In a tired mess, they both collapsed onto the bed - glad that Ginny had cast the contraceptive charm.
"Fancy a swim in the creek?" She said, laughing.
Smiling back at her, Harry nodded. What a fun year this was going to be, he thought.