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Christmas Lovin' #6
🕑 Added 2022-02-17 16:30:00 +0000 UTCThe loving couple had not moved an inch since their mutual climaxes. So caught up in the sheer perfection of the moment that nothing else crossed their minds, nothing but the person in their arms.
Their lips stayed locked in soft kisses, with their breaths intermixing and sending shivers of delight through both of them. Daphne laid on top of Harry, their naked bodies mashed together as their lips caressed each other tenderly for quite a while, whispering soft nothings and loving words in between, sharing sweet musical laughs and conveying their love throughout.
Harry kissed her lightly and nuzzled her face. His hands caressed her soft blonde locks that cascaded down to the small of her back before dropping down to cup her bare ass, and he gave a light squeeze. Daphne laughed.
“You really like my ass, don’t you?”
Harry laughed.
“Not just that,” His eyes gained a glint, and Daphne squealed when he suddenly flipped them over. She looked up into his shining emerald orbs and shivered.
“I love everything about you,” Harry whispered, his hand slowly trailing up her shapely body. Her breath hitched when he caressed her, his hand stroking her cheek softly.
“I love your silky golden locks,” he said and dropped a kiss on top of her head, “your beautiful face,” he whispered before he kissed her forehead and the tip of her nose, “your delicious lips,” he muttered, planting a soft kiss that left Daphne wanting for more until he pulled back and looked down at her.
“A-and?” Daphne whispered.
Harry smiled.
“And?” He whispered and brought his hand down to cup her left globe, caressing the softness of her tit, and muttered against her lips, “I love your tits... as soft as dough, and the perfect size... see... how perfectly they fit in my palms... as if they were made for me.”
Daphne felt goosebumps rise all over her body as Harry continued to squeeze her tits, dividing his attention alternatively, his eyes never leaving hers. Their lips lingered in close contact, brushing together, and Harry could feel her shaky breath on his own.
Finally, he had had enough of her tits. Although, not really, he admitted. He could never have enough of those perfections. But there was a lot of her body yet to be covered, and with a soft kiss, he looked at her.
“Wanna know more?”
Daphne nodded, and Harry smiled. His hand slowly brushed over her nipples before he scooted back slightly, his lips trailing down her front. With no urgency, he swirled his tongue around her twin mounds before kissing down her body until he reached her navel. He looked up at her with hooded eyes, and Daphne shuddered.
“You see this?” He whispered against her navel, “such an innocuous little thing... no one would normally pay it any attention... but...” his voice got huskier if possible, “but I love it... the softness of your skin and the way you look in those cutout tops of yours... Daph, you have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to ravish you right then and there...”
Daphne blushed furiously, and her breathing grew labored as Harry slowly caressed her stomach and swirled his tongue around her navel.
With a smile, he pulled back before dropping featherlight kisses down her alluring frame until he reached her most sacred area. Her pussy was still pulsing, the skin red with blood and their combined juices mixed, and Harry looked up at her tenderly.
“Want me to?”
Daphne nodded, her voice denying her. With a soft smile, Harry summoned the box of soft wipes. Pulling out a few, he got to work. He wiped the skin around her pussy delicately, his movements slow and meticulous, and the wipes started absorbing all the fluid until they turned a shade of light pink. Harry patted the wipes over her skin for the final time before banishing them to the bin.
The entire expanse of skin surrounding her pussy was still pink, her clit still engorged, and Harry smiled.
“This... this is a beautiful gift you have given me, love... and I love you so much I can’t even explain,” he whispered and kissed her pussy lightly.
All Daphne could do was blush as Harry looked up at her with blazing eyes. Her breathing was getting heavier, and the proximity of his face to her quivering pussy was not helping her calm down even slightly.
Harry chuckled. Kissing her clit softly, he trailed his lips down her inner thighs. Daphne moaned and convulsed as he pressed light kisses over her thighs, his touch tickling her sensitive skin, and Harry smiled.
“I know you have seen me ogle you every time you wear those shorts or skirts. How can I not? Your smooth legs, it feels like they go on for eternity, seemingly never-ending, and your lovely skin, Daph,” he said as he kissed her legs softly, looking up at her, “it’s so creamy that I can caress it all day long without being bored.”
Slowly, Harry brought his body up until he was hovering right over her. He released the tension in his elbows and pressed up fully against Daphne, their bodies squashed together yet again, and kissed her softly.
Daphne felt her breath taken away. She was shaking all over, having no control over her body as she lay there, prone, under her lover. It took her a little while before she started kissing him back, their lips moving in perfect sync as Harry grasped her tits and began caressing them. She writhed under him, overstimulated by the overture of his actions that had blossomed into abounding desire in no time.
Harry felt Daphne shiver under him. His hands were happily fondling her bountiful tits, softly squeezing the pillowy flesh and playing with her hard pinkish nubs. Brushing her tongue with his, he removed his right hand from her left globe and tickled her side slowly. Any complaint his hand could make for his callous motion of detaching it away from its divine enjoyment was quickly cut off as it made contact with her wet pussy.
Daphne moaned into their kiss when she felt him grazing her sensitive slit. Her hands tensed around his shoulders, and she pulled him tightly against herself as his fingers slowly massaged her puffy clit before trailing down to her damp opening.
She felt him slowly insert one digit inside and waited with bated breath. Their lips kept moving together, her hands softly caressing his toned back before Harry inserted another finger inside her quivering quim. He dropped velvety kisses all over her face. Daphne looked on with half-lidded eyes as Harry kissed along her cheekbone before he pressed his lips against the side of her neck.
Harry felt Daphne shudder as his lips tickled the sensitive spot right under her earlobe, and he buried his face altogether to cherish the creamy expanse of the delicate skin on display. His lips sucked, and his teeth softly nibbled on the soft skin before Daphne felt him kiss her neck.
Her back arched when Harry inserted another finger inside her while simultaneously kissing her neck forcefully. His other hand held her firmly by her shoulder, with his arm wrapped under her.
All she could do was moan and writhe in sheer ecstasy as her lover continued to shower her with all the affection he could muster, and Daphne felt herself gliding above the clouds. Her eyes stayed closed as she envisioned the way they had made love for the first time. She could feel her arousal spiking with every second, and it seemed Harry knew what he was doing as he drew his fingers out of her pussy.
Harry kissed her neck and brought his face up. He looked down at his lover and saw her eyes closed and her face flush from arousal. He smiled and rubbed her juices all over his cock.
It took him kissing her over her eyes for her to open them. As Harry looked into those sapphire orbs and the sheer magnitude of emotions they held for him, he knew. He knew it was the correct decision. Quickly, he turned them over, and Daphne found herself looking down into those familiar emeralds that she loved so much.
“Daph?” Harry whispered, his eyes uncharacteristically stirring, and Daphne raised her brows slightly.
“Yeah?” Her voice was also barely above a whisper. She could sense the air shifting, but for the love of Merlin, she could not pinpoint just what brought this serious atmosphere about.
“I want to ask you something. And I need you to be fully mindful of your response,”
Daphne was confused now. It was going so brightly, and he had to ask her a question now?
“Okay... what is it?” Daphne whispered, perplexed but equally inquisitive.
“Close your eyes for a moment please,” his voice was deeper now, and Daphne blinked before nodding slightly.
As she closed her eyes, Harry looked at her face for a moment. Her forehead was sweaty, just like his own and their entire bodies in general.
‘She looks so serene like this...’ he thought lovingly.
Legs tangled together, Harry unwrapped his right hand from her waist and summoned his pants from where they were lying. Quickly, he brought the object out of the pocket and carefully opened it. Slowly, he brought it up and held it in front of him so that she could see what it was the instant she opened her eyes.
Hands clammy with anxiety, he stroked her waist softly.
“You can open your eyes,” Harry whispered. He saw her blue eyes slowly come into focus before they zeroed on what was held right in front of them. He saw them widen comically, and in any other scenario, he would’ve laughed at her expression. But he was too nervous to do anything but keep his eyes firmly locked on her beautiful face.
Daphne opened her eyes and blinked. As soon as she saw what was in front of her, her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open. She could feel her heartbeat soaring immensely as her eyes teared up.
“Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my,” she whispered, her mind reeling as her eyes welled up with tears of happiness, love, and delight. All her hopes, dreams, wishes, and desires had come true.
Harry saw her quivering over him, and he got startled when he saw her crying. However, he was surprised when a massive smile blossomed on Daphne’s face.
“Yes! Yes! Yes I will! Yes I will marry you! Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!” She cried ecstatically.
A brilliant smile lit up Harry’s face, and he pulled the diamond ring out of the box. Daphne quickly thrust her left hand forward, and Harry gently grabbed it and slipped the ring on her finger. No sooner had he done that than Daphne cupped his face and kissed him passionately.
Harry was momentarily surprised by the enthusiasm before he let himself get lost in the moment and kissed her back with equal fervor. His arms wrapped around her, and he pulled her tight against him. His hand grabbed the back of her head as he pulled her close into the kiss.
Daphne dropped a big kiss on his lips as she pulled back slightly and pressed her forehead against his. Her teary eyes were full of joy, and her lips were pulled into a beautiful smile.
“Make love to me, fiancé,” she whispered against her lips, and Harry smiled.
His cock had already reached full mast, and Harry wasted no time. He grabbed hold of his manhood and positioned it against Daphne’s quim. With one mighty push, he burrowed his way inside her.
“Aaaahhhh... mmmm...” Daphne moaned as Harry drove his cock through her tight walls, burying himself to the hilt inside her. She planted her lips on his, and they kissed softly as Harry pulled back before pushing back inside her.
It didn’t take long for the newly engaged couple to find themselves in the rhythm of their passionate lovemaking. Lips stayed locked together, grunts and moans escaping now and then as their bodies moved together in fascinating harmony.
Daphne started swaying her hips on his cock, and Harry slowed his movements. Taking charge, she started to slowly fuck herself on his cock as Harry contentedly watched from below. As she moved back and sat upright, Harry had the glorious view of her firm tits swinging rhythmically with her alluring movements. Daphne saw this and smiled teasingly before she brought her hands up.
Harry's eyes widened and his breathing quickened when he saw the naughty sight of his soon-to-be wife playing with her tits while she rocked herself on his cock. Her eyes stayed locked with his, mirth and tease the dominant emotions in those sapphire orbs as her hands squeezed her glorious orbs, cupping them and rubbing the globes together.
“You like this, baby? You like me playing with them?” She asked sultrily, and Harry nodded, unable to form words. Daphne smiled and continued to grope her lovely tits while her pussy kept sheathing his throbbing cock in her velvety folds. Harry dragged his hands down and cupped her ass. He squeezed the supple flesh, and Daphne moaned.
“Oh yes love, oh you really do love these... mmmm...”
Suddenly she felt herself drop down as Harry lifted his knees. Flexing them suitably, he planted his legs on the mattress as Daphne collided over him. He felt her big tits clash masterfully against his chest and looked up into Daphne’s eyes as her face hovered over his.
Her blonde locks formed a veil around their face, obstructing the lights out and casting them in a curtain of slight darkness. As Harry looked her in the eyes, he smiled.
“Ready?”
“Give it to me, love. Make me cum,” she whispered and attacked his lips.
Harry wasted no time and pushed down on the mattress, gave a mighty thrust, and buried himself entirely inside her. Daphne’s cry of ecstasy drowned into their kiss, and the rough sound of skin slapping against skin furiously echoed throughout their home as Harry started hammering away.
Daphne shuddered on top of Harry, their tongues intertwining together and her fingers gripping his shoulders tightly. Harry’s grip on her pillowy ass tightened and he started to furiously pummel away inside her. She could feel her climax approaching, and given the way he was fucking her, she realized he was close as well.
She clenched her inner walls around his cock, and Harry grunted into the kiss as the friction became too much. He knew he would not last much longer and resolved to bring her to climax at any cost.
He started to drill away even faster than before, and Daphne pulled out of the kiss with a loud cry as her inner walls tightened around his cock. Harry felt her shuddering on his cock and realized her orgasm was imminent.
“I’m gonna cum, love,” he grunted as his cock pistoned in and out of her trembling snatch.
“Aaaahhhh... I’m... I’m...”
Suddenly Harry felt her body seize up. Her pussy walls gripped his cock even tighter, and he realized she was having an orgasm. He picked up his pace as Daphne rode her climax. Her body rested entirely on top of his, her face buried in his neck, and Harry felt his muscles clench.
Thick, potent cum splattered her insides as Daphne cried out. Rope after rope of his seed shot out of his cock, and Daphne felt her inner walls get coated in white. Harry grunted as he continued to thrust his cock in and out of her orgasmic pussy and delivered the entire load where it belonged. With a grunt, Harry stopped as the final shot went straight down her pussy into her eagerly waiting womb.
Minutes passed in silence as the couple breathed hard. The soft crackling of their fireplace was the only sound audible and it was accompanied by the sound of snowy wind clashing against the enchanted glass windows of their home. Their eyes remained closed as they slowly came down from their orgasmic bliss. Daphne moaned when she felt his flaccid cock slowly slither out of her pussy, and Harry released a deep breath.
“That was... that was wonderful,” Daphne whispered as she tilted her head slightly, and Harry looked at her. Slowly, he cupped her cheek and brought her in a loving kiss.
“I love you Daph...”
Daphne smiled.
“I love you too.”
Slowly, she slipped down his body and rested against his side. Her tits stayed mashed up against his chest, and Harry wrapped his arms around her as he pulled her into a warm embrace. Daphne sighed in happiness when he dropped a kiss before resting his head against hers.
She brought her hand up to look at the ring, smiling as the diamond shined and glinted under the light, and she felt the happiest she had ever been. She was going to be married to the love of her life. The very thought filled her with giddiness. Harry smiled as he looked at her admiring her ring, and pulled her closer.
As he basked in the warmth of holding his lover close, he inhaled the flowery scent of hers and whispered, “Merry Christmas, Mrs. Potter,”
Daphne giggled as she looked up at him.
“Not so fast, Mr. Potter, let us get married first,”
Harry grinned.
“Eh, I don’t care. For me, you’re already Mrs. Potter,”
Daphne laughed, and Harry joined her as he kissed her nose. With a contented sigh, she buried her face in the crook of his neck and whispered, “Merry Christmas, husband.”
Harry squeezed her lightly, and they wrapped their legs around each other.
Under the faint lights in front of their Christmas Tree, the affectionate couple fell asleep after their pleasurable adventures, both exhausted but also utterly delighted.
All was well.
*****
So, that concludes the first arc. Do tell me if you liked it or not.
The next arc will feature the winner of the TFHH Arc 2 Poll. So stay tuned.
Comments
GhostnKC
It was slow. That being said it was sensual. Sometimes the great stories take their time and this is a great one
