Thanking Harry (Ch. 12 - Helping Susan)

Disclaimer: Hogwarts start at the age of 13, making all characters Harry encounter 18+

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the Hogwarts grounds as Harry made his way towards the greenhouses. The air was cool and crisp, and the stars were beginning to peek out through the darkening sky as he walked. He had received a rather cryptic message from Susan Bones earlier that day, asking him to meet her at Greenhouse Seven in the evening. Harry had no idea what it was about, but his curiosity was piqued, and he found himself intrigued by the prospect of spending time with the busty Hufflepuff.

As he approached Greenhouse Seven, he could see the warm, inviting glow of the lanterns inside, casting a soft light on the plants within. He had never been inside this particular greenhouse before, so he wasn't quite sure what to expect. But as he pushed open the door, his breath caught in his throat. Whatever he had been expecting, it certainly wasn't this.

Susan Bones was standing in the middle of the greenhouse, her body entwined with the long, sinuous vines of a massive magical plant that Harry might have recognised if the situation hadn't been so distracting. Her top was bunched up around her waist, exposing her big, creamy breasts and hard nipples. Her long, red hair hung loose around her shoulders, and her cheeks were flushed pink with exertion. She was breathing heavily, her lips parted as she tried to wrestle the plant under control, her plump body twisting and turning against the vines that seemed to have a mind of their own.

Harry's cock twitched at the sight, his heart pounding in his chest. "Susan?" he said, his voice hoarse with arousal. "What the—?"

Susan looked up, her cheeks flushed with exertion and arousal. "Harry!" she gasped, her voice breathless. "You made it!"

Harry's eyes were glued to her body, his cock growing harder with every passing second. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice rough with need.

Susan giggled, the sound light and airy. "Just feeding my little friend here," she said, gesturing to the plant. "He's a bit... frisky today."

And as if to prove her point, one of the vines snaked up her skirt, lifting the hem in Harry's direction to reveal her lack of panties. Harry's eyes widened, his cock throbbing at the sight of her beautiful, pink pussy, already glistening with arousal.

He couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to sink his fat cock deep inside her, to feel her tight walls clenching around him as he fucked her senseless.

Susan slapped the vine away, her skirt dropping back down to cover her modesty. "Naughty boy," she scolded, her cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment. "You're going to make Harry think I'm a slut!"

Harry chuckled, his eyes roving over her body, taking in every inch of her exposed skin. For while her pussy might have been covered up, her huge tits were still completely out in the open, swinging softly as she tried to untangle herself from the plant, her nipples hard and eager for his attention. They were just a bit larger than his hands, and he could just imagine squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples while he fucked her hard against the wall of the greenhouse. "I think that ship has sailed, Susan," he teased, before he raised his wand, pointing it at the plant. "Now, why don't you let me help you with that and we could move this along?"

But Susan shook her head, her hands working deftly to disentangle herself from the vines. "No need, Harry," she said. "He's not that bad. Just a bit naughty."

And as if to prove her point, another vine snaked out, slapping her arse just as she had finally managed to get herself free of the plant. Susan yelped in surprise, her body stumbling forwards, straight towards Harry. He reached out, trying to catch her, but they both lost their footing, crashing to the ground in a heap.

Harry grunted as he hit the floor, Susan's plump arse landing squarely in his lap, her bare, juicy tits smooshed up against his cheeks, and he couldn't help but nuzzle against them, his hands gripping her hips as he steadied her.

"Oops," Susan giggled, her fingers tangling in his hair as she hugged his face against her tits. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to—oh!"

She cut off with a gasp as she felt the hard length of his raging cock pressing up against her pussy through his trousers, and Harry groaned, his hips bucking up against her as he ground his erection against her. "It's quite alright, Susan," he said, his voice muffled by her big tits. "I don't mind one bit."

Susan couldn't stop giggling as she ground herself down against him, her hips rolling in slow, sensuous motions. "I can feel that," she said, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Your cock—it's so big!"

Harry groaned, his hands moving to grip her plump arse under her skirt, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh as she continued to grind against him. "And you're not wearing any knickers," he pointed out, his voice rough with need.

Susan blushed, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. "I... I wanted to be ready for you," she admitted, her voice soft and shy. "Just in case."

He looked up at her, his eyes searching hers. "Just in case what?" he asked, his voice a low growl.

Susan's blush deepened, and she looked away, her eyes fixed on the floor. "Just in case you wanted to... you know," she mumbled, her voice barely audible.

Harry grinned, his hands finding purchase on her hips as he rolled them over, pinning her beneath him on the floor. "Wanted to what, Susan?" he asked, pushing his hips against her plump bottom suggestively. "Push you up against the wall of this greenhouse and fuck your brains out? Stretch that tight, little pussy of yours around my fat, throbbing cock until you can't even remember your own name?"

Susan whimpered, her body shuddering with arousal at his words. "Yes! Merlin, Harry, please!" she moaned, her hips bucking up against him. "I want you to do all those things and more! I want to feel your fat cock stuffing me full and making me cum again and again and again! And when you're done using me as you please, I want you to fill me up with so much cum I can feel it dripping down my thighs for days!"

Harry groaned, his cock throbbing as he pictured Susan's pussy spread wide for him, her creamy thighs covered in his cum as he filled her up over and over. "You are one greedy little witch, aren't you?" he teased. "But I think we can make that happen."

And with that, he stood up, lifting Susan with him before bending her over the nearest bench, her arse sticking up in the air. He could see her pussy, pink and glistening, peeking out from between her thighs, and he couldn't help but run his fingers through her wet folds, feeling her shudder before him.

"Fuck, Susan," he groaned, his fingers slipping easily inside her. "You're already so wet for me."

Susan whimpered, her fingers gripping the edge of the bench as Harry worked his fingers inside her, stretching her tight walls and making her pussy clench around him. "Harry, please!" she whined, her voice desperate. "You cock! I need your cock!"

Harry chuckled, his fingers slipping out of her before he unbuckled his trousers, pulling them down to free his throbbing cock. He could see Susan's eyes widen as she saw the fat length of him, and he smirked, his hand wrapping around his manhood as he stroked himself.

"Get ready, Susan," he said, his voice rough with need. "You're about to get fucked like you've never been fucked before."

Susan moaned, her hands gripping the bench as Harry lined himself up with her entrance, his fat cock rubbing against her glistening folds. He teased her for a moment, running his length up and down her slit, making her whimper and mewl with need before he finally thrust his cock to the hilt inside her.

Susan screamed, her body convulsing as his fat cock spread her wide, filling her completely. "Oh, fuck, Harry!" she cried out, her voice ragged. "You're splitting me in half! Your cock—it's huge! I can't—I won't—oh Merlin, I'm going to cum!"

And with that, she came, her pussy clenching down around him as he began to move, his hips slamming against her arse as he fucked her hard. "You fucking slut, Susan," he growled, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded her, his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy with hard, fast strokes. "I haven't even started with you yet and you're cumming like a needy whore! This pussy must be starving for a fat cock!"

Susan could barely breathe, let alone speak, as Harry fucked her hard enough to make her body tremble. She could feel every inch of him, his fat cock stretching her wide as he slammed into her, filling her up with so much pleasure that she thought she might pass out.

"Oh—fuck!—Harry!" she whimpered, her voice desperate. "Oh Merlin, I'm gonna cum again! I can't—I can't help it!"

Harry brought his hand down hard against her fat arse, the sound echoing through the greenhouse as his hand connected with her plump flesh, leaving a bright pink handprint behind. "Then cum, slut," he demanded, the primal sound of his voice driving her wild. "Cum all over my fat cock and make a fucking mess all over the greenhouse!"

Susan screamed her release, her body convulsing as her second orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. She could feel her juices gushing out of her, coating Harry's cock and balls as he continued to fuck her mercilessly, his hips slamming against her arse with hard, desperate strokes.

"Oh, yes, Harry," she whined, her body trembling. "Keep fucking me! Don't stop! Please, just fuck me until you fill me up with your cum!"

Harry growled, his hands kneading her plump cheeks as he picked up the pace, his cock slamming into her over and over. "I'm going to make a fucking mess of your cunt, Susan," he promised. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be stretched to the breaking point! You'll never be able to take another cock inside of you again without thinking of me!"

Susan moaned, her body shuddering as Harry continued to fuck her. "I want that, Harry," she whimpered. "I want to be ruined for any other cock but yours. I want to be your little slut, your fucktoy, your whore. I will be whatever you want me to be, just as long as you keep fucking me!"

Harry groaned, his body tensing as he felt his own orgasm building. "That's bloody right," he growled, his eyes fixed on the sight of her fat arse slapping against his hips as he fucked her. "You're my little slut, Susan, and I'm going to use you however and whenever I want."

Susan whimpered, her body trembling as she felt Harry's cock swell inside her. "Yes, Harry," she whimpered, her voice soft and submissive. "Use me. Fill me up with your cum."

And with that, Harry came, his cock pulsing as he filled Susan's tight pussy with his virile seed. He could feel Susan's cunt milking him for all he was worth, her body trembling as she came again, her juices mixing with his cum as they spilled out of her.

"Fuck, Susan," he groaned, his body shaking with pleasure. "You're such a good little slut for me."

Susan moaned, her body collapsing onto the bench as Harry pulled out of her, his cock glistening with their combined juices. "Oh, Harry," she sighed, her eyes fluttering closed. "That was... that was incredible."

Harry chuckled, his hands running over her plump arse as he admired the mess they had made. "And it's only the beginning, Susan," he promised. "I have a feeling that you and I are going to have a lot of fun together."

He gave her arse a final squeeze before pulling up his trousers and exiting the greenhouse, leaving Susan to clean up the mess they had made. The last thing Harry heard as he left the greenhouse was Susan's muffled voice.

"Good job, my viny, little boy," she cooed. "That went just as we practised."

Disclaimer: Hogwarts start at the age of 13, making all characters Harry encounter 18+