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Fulfilling Harry’s Needs Ch.9 (Harry Potter)
🕑 Added 2022-11-14 11:36:24 +0000 UTC“… Ron said that?” Harry asked incredulously. He stared at Hermione while keeping an ear out for what was happening outside. Harry didn’t want to be caught off guard if Ginny’s mood changed since it already seemed erratic. Pushing Hermione into him and demanding for the brunette to be fucked more than Molly was the definition of it.
“He really did,” Hermione usually wasn’t shy around Harry, but she could barely meet his eyes right now, “Trust me, Harry. We went over it for hours last night, and Ron undoubtedly wants me to do this.”
Harry wouldn’t call himself a moral wizard after pumping Molly with cum until she was bloated, but Hermione was special. She was one of his oldest friends, and he couldn’t bear to do something she might not want to. Even if Harry’s instincts were screaming at him to pick up the slim witch and make her his new dick ornament.
“Alright then,” Harry took a small step back to try and reduce his temptation, “So how do you want to do this? I can pretend we had sex so you won’t have to do something you don’t want to.”
Harry assumed this since Hermione refused to meet his eyes. Something he had never seen her do in the past. Harry thought that meant Hermione was reluctant… until she told him otherwise.
“Why do we have to pretend?”
The sound of Ginny arguing with Molly became even more muffled than it already was. All Harry could focus on was Hermione.
“What?”
Hermione closed the gap until only a sliver separated them and repeated, “Why pretend? What if I want what Molly’s getting?”
“… You must be joking.”
“No,” Hermione lightly ran her fingers from Harry’s chest to his stomach, “I saw what you did to Molly. You kept filling her.” With a flushed face, she continued, “Over and over. With that fat cock of yours.”
Harry blinked, wondering if Hermione actually said what he heard.
“After seeing all that, why in the world would I want to pretend?”
Harry really wanted to pick up Hermione and reshape her cunt like she wanted. However, that small voice that had been smothered with Molly was strong enough to be heard. Most likely because it involved Hermione and Ron, who were Harry’s first friends… ever.
“That makes sense, I suppose,” Harry’s voice was strained, “And Ron won’t mind? He won’t show up to kill me after this, right?”
“Harry,” Hermione’s lips were inches away from Harry’s, “Believe me when I say that he’ll love you even more if you do this for us.”
Harry wondered what was fun about having your girlfriend or wife shag other men. It must be good for some reason since Arthur and Ron seemed to love it when it happened. Harry couldn’t understand it and didn’t want to understand it, but he would be generous in helping them by pumping Molly and Hermione full of his seed.
“Fuck it.”
Hermione gasped when Harry grabbed her hips and pulled her into him before slamming his mouth down on hers. She moaned around Harry’s tongue when she felt him move his hand from her hips to her arse, digging his fingers into her firm cheek.
As much as Harry enjoyed the kiss with Hermione, he pulled away with a confused expression. “Why do I taste beer?”
“Ginny’s fault,” Hermione peppered kisses on Harry’s jaw, “She dragged me to a pub when we walked in on you fucking Molly.”
“Oh,” Harry felt that he should feel some shame about his fiancee walking in on him fucking her mum, but it was the exact opposite.
“It’s unbelievable,” Hermione whispered when she felt Harry’s stiff cock against her stomach, “How did you hide this from me while we were on the run?”
Harry stilled before asking, “Would that have changed anything?”
“Well, no,” Hermione admitted, “You were obsessed with Ginny even back then, and I was pining after Ron.”
“Then it doesn’t matter,” Harry used his grip on Hermione’s arse to lift her so she could wrap her legs around his stomach before slipping his tongue past her lips. Harry fought against Hermione’s tongue as he blindly walked them into a wall so he could pin her against it.
Harry loved the feeling of having Hermione’s bubble butt in his palms, but he needed to use them to get rid of some clothes that were getting in the way. Not that either Hermione or Harry had much on.
He had decided to take a quick shower to ensure that Ginny could not detect Molly’s juices covering him, which was pointless since she apprantly walked in on Harry fucking Molly. He had walked out with only a towel covering his lower half.
And Hermione was equally underdressed, wearing only an oversized shirt with boy shorts underneath. Harry wasn’t sure why she went to a pub dressed like this, but he wasn’t complaining since it made it easier to get what he wanted.
Harry pushed Hermione’s shirt over her hips to get to her boy shorts.
“Wait! Don’t rip them!” Hermione pushed Harry’s face away, “I like these!”
Harry stared at Hermione incredulously, wondering if this was important enough to interrupt him. He untied the knot keeping his towel around his hips and grabbed his thick shaft before rubbing it against her soaked center.
“Your wet cunt already ruined it, Hermione,” Harry pushed his wide cockhead into her covered pussy, “And did you forget you’re a witch? Just repair it.”
“Oh…,” Hermione did forget about that for a moment.
With her seeming acceptance, Harry ripped off the only thing blocking his access to her cunt with relish. Hermione gasped as her legs tightened around Harry, feeling something far too wide press directly into her tight lower lips.
“Harry, that-that’s not going to fit!”
“Really?” Harry could see why Hermione said that. Her cunt was practically shut tight compared to Ginny or Molly. “Should have thought about that when you saw it inside Molly.”
Harry had no plans of stopping here, and he knew just how tight Ginny was when they first had sex. It might not be at the level of Hermione, but it was close enough. All it would take was a little muscle.
Hermione’s face was level with Harry’s, giving him a close view when he forcefully pulled her down.
A high-pitched squeak was cut off halfway, leaving Hermione with her mouth open but soundless. Her eyes were as wide as could be, blankly staring into Harry’s face without actually seeing him. All Hermione could focus on in her clever mind was just how much Harry’s cock was stretching her pussy.
“Fucking hell, Hermione!” Harry said through his teeth as his cock felt like it was in a vice, “This is the tightest cunt I’ve ever been in!”
Hermione’s mouth moved like she was trying to respond, but if she was, she failed.
“Just a little more, love,” Harry’s forehead met Hermione’s, “Can’t stop at the tip now, can I?”
“OH! FUCK!” Hermione screamed when Harry pulled her down to get more of his thick cock into her tight hole.
Hermione’s body shuddered in Harry’s grip as her legs lost their strength. They were still loosely around Harry’s body, but the only thing keeping Hermione pinned to the wall was his hold on her hips and his body pushing her into it.
“HARRY! TOO FUCKING BIG!”
Hermione wasn’t sure how her pussy could take in Harry’s cock in the first place. It felt like a small fist had been shoved into her cunt, and the strangest part was that there was no sense of pain that she expected at the start. Hermione knew a woman’s vagina could accommodate more than people thought, but this was ridiculous.
“And you’re too fucking tight!” Harry said in response, his cock a few inches deeper into Hermione. There was well over half of his shaft left out of her drooling cunt, and he was loathed to stop here, but Hermione was his best female friend. If she wants to stop, Harry would.
“Tell me if you want me to pull out,” Harry asked reluctantly, “This isn’t even half of my cock.”
“NO!” Hermione yelled immediately, scared that Harry would stop. Just because she was screaming about his massive cock doesn’t mean she didn’t like it.
“Thank, Merlin,” Harry kissed the top of Hermione’s head, making it a crude parody of what is usually a loving action, “Prepare yourself, love. I’m not stopping till I’m balls deep in you.”
Hermione’s hand gripped Harry’s arms tightly in expectation of him fucking into her until his cock was completely inside her. What she didn’t foresee was Harry pulling her down his cock in one titanic effort until his cum-filled balls were pressed against her arse.
A thunderous slam indicated the point when Hermione’s pussy was well and truly stretched to its limit. Harry’s cock was reaching places inside her that she didn’t even know could be reached. The massive thing treated her cervix like it didn’t exist and broke past it like it was nothing. Before Hermione’s vision flashed white, she had a brief thought being beyond thankful that she wasn’t a muggle. This would have been excruciatingly painful if she was.
Harry groaned loudly at feeling the tight, wet sheath surrounding his cock. Hermione’s pussy was trying to strangle his shaft, but all it accomplished was getting Harry closer to fill her womb with his cum. Not one to be patient during sex, Harry didn’t wait for Hermione to recover from her surprise orgasm and pulled a little of his cock out of her vice-like cunt before slamming back in.
Hermione moaned as her fingers lost the strength to hold onto Harry’s arm, joining her legs in uselessly hanging in place. She was staring blankly at the top of Harry’s chest. If her mind could form coherent thoughts, Hermione would marvel at how large his ridiculous cock really was. When his cockhead pressed into her lower lips, Hermione was at level with Harry’s face. With his tip hitting the back of her womb, Harry was looking down at the top of Hermione’s head.
“Oh, Merlin,” Harry rested his chin on Hermione’s brunette hair, her slight form making her seem like a perfect fit in this position, “If you keep cumming around me like that, I might finish early.”
Hermione was able to blubber something nonsensically with her mind still admiring at how filled she seemed to be.
“But you know what?” Harry said as he lifted Hermione up his shaft until he was staring at her fucked-stupid face, “Even if I cum early, I can just keep going as long as I want. What did Ginny tell me to do?”
“-ck me,” Hermione murmured, her pussy feeling strangely empty with only the tip of Harry’s cock still inside.
Harry thought Hermione never looked more beautiful. She still had her oversized shirt on her body, but it was hanging off one shoulder, adding to the attractiveness of her wild-eyed look and flushed face. Hermione could easily match any woman Harry had seen before, including Molly and even Ginny.
While Harry’s fiancee and future mother-in-law were bombshells that knew how to take his cock, Hermione was just as good in a different way. Where his redheaded lovers could easily take the relentless pounding that Harry loved to put on them, Hermione’s cunt actively fought against his thrusts. Whether he was pulling out or pushing in, Hermione’s pussy refused to let Harry do so easily.
Harry shifted his hips, making Hermione shudder while parting her pouty lips. After tasting her mouth again, he asked again, “I couldn’t hear you, Hermione. What did Ginny tell me to do?”
“-uck Molly,” Hermione whined, not appreciating the continued emptiness in her cunt.
“Yeah, I don’t think that’s it.”
A loud clap of flesh smacking into each other sounded out loudly.
“Fuck yesss,” Harry hissed, “Your pussy is magic, love.”
Harry paid no mind to Hermione, who was quivering on his cock as her pussy gushed out orgasm after orgasm from the brutal stretching it was enduring. He lifted the cumming brunette up his shaft, adding to her mind-melting orgasm, before ruthlessly slamming her back down until his balls bounced off her arse.
The only sounds that filled the room for the first few thrusts were Harry’s grunts as he fought to fuck his cock into his beautiful friend and the accompanying claps of Hermione’s ass meeting Harry’s pelvis. On the third thrust, when Harry slammed his cock back into her womb, Hermione snapped out of her stupor.
Hermione mewled as she was used like a toy. She never thought sex could be something quite so punishing yet equally pleasurable. Whenever Ginny complained about Harry fucking her into the ground, Hermione made sounds like she sympathized with her as if she knew what the redhead was talking about while wondering how that was a bad thing. Well, the brunette still didn’t know how it was a bad thing, but Merlin did Hermione understand Ginny about Harry fucking her into the ground.
“OH!” Hermione screeched when she felt Harry’s cock bounce off the back of the womb. He was making full-length thrusts that used every inch of his cock. Hermione’s thought of being Harry’s toy couldn’t be more right since he was using her body like a cocksleeve. Using her vice-like cunt to jerk his cock until her womb was filled with his seed.
“Fuck it,” Harry growled out between harsh pumps into Hermione’s pussy, “I’m going to fill you up, love.”
Hermione’s eyes fluttered closed as she felt another orgasm slam into her before she heard a loud grunt leave Harry’s lips. For the first time since he started fucking Hermione, Harry let go of her hips to get two handfuls of her arse. His priority moved from fucking Hermione’s ridiculously tight cunt to ensuring his cum filled the deepest parts of her pussy.
That conveniently meant that Harry could dig his fingers into Hermione’s jutting arse. He held her as close to him as possible, pulling her arse into his cock while pushing into her pinned body at the same time. Hermione sighed into Harry’s chest when she felt the first shot of cum blast into the depths of her womb.
That was only the start.
Hermione realized how Molly was covered with so much cum while having more than enough to bloat her stomach. In what seemed to be an endless stream, Harry pumped countless blasts of baby batter into her fertile depths with seemingly no end in sight. It got to a point when Hermione could feel his thick cum leaking out of her filled pussy past the cock plugging it shut.
By the time Hermione was done taking her very first creampie from Harry, she had found that he was starting to fuck into her pussy again.
“Harry?” Hermione asked weakly, “Shouldn’t we take a break?”
“Should we?” Harry looked down into Hermione’s beautifully flushed face, “I can if you want me to.”
Hermione was about to agree before remembering the redheads probably listening outside. They could wring multiple loads out of Harry’s balls before stopping. How would it look if Hermione wasn’t able to get past one?
[Break]
“Well, this is interesting.”
Ginny was fascinated by how quiet Hermione was while getting fucked by Harry. Her mum was certainly vocal from the little she had heard, and while Ginny wasn’t entirely sure how she, herself, was during the time Harry was in a mood to pound into her, she certainly made more noise than the brunette.
“No, dear,” Molly sounded amused, “What’s interesting is what I just discovered about you.”
Ginny looked away from the room where Harry’s grunts and the smacking of flesh could be heard to her mum. With a frown, Ginny asked, “Discovered what?”
“That you’re more like your father than I realized. I always thought you were like me, but I guess there’s a reason you’re a daddy’s girl.”
It took Ginny a second to realize what her mum was saying. She hissed, “For the last time, I am not like him or Ron!”
“No?” Molly questioned, “Then why do your nipples look like they could cut glass?”
Ginny looked down and glared at her traitorous body. This was the second time she was accused of liking Harry fuck other women.
“It’s not a bad thing, Gin,” Molly comforted, “Harry seems insatiable, so having some help is a blessing in disguise.”
“So I suppose it would have nothing to do with how eager you look to go in there and join Harry,” Ginny said with narrowed eyes.
“Oh, that’s a large part of it,” Molly said shamelessly, “That boy cums literal buckets, and poor Hermione is going to need the help to drain those balls…. But I don’t think my cunt can take it anymore.”
“UGH! MUM!” Ginny covered her ears in disgust.
Molly raised an eyebrow in amusement before snorting and moving on, “Well, I have to go back to your father. I know he’ll be waiting to see what Harry did to me.”
Ginny didn’t bother to send her mum off, and Molly didn’t mind. It would take some time before Ginny would treat her semi-normally again. Molly rubbed the cumbump on her stomach before leaving through the floo.
After a few minutes of being alone and the room suspiciously quiet, Ginny assumed Harry must be finished earlier than usual. That was until the thumping of Hermione getting fucked into the wall restarted.
Ginny hesitated before slowly sliding her fingers into her knickers. This was only to test if what Hermione and her mum said was true, and it definitely wasn’t for any other reason.
Comments
Markus Ellis
Pregnancy isn't going to be a thing in the near term. It might be a focus later in the story.
Markus Ellis
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Erinnyes
I noticed you referred to Hermione as fertile... I so hope she's pregnant with Harry's baby rather than the useless one of the trio. 🙂
whatsnext444
YES! Thank you! Curious to see how this affects Hermione's mental state and decisions moving forward. Great work, keep it up!
