Experience Part 4

It happened on a totally ordinary evening while they were reading in the living room.

Andi was reading about recent charms research. Harry was sifting through stories about various quidditch players. Ever since he and Andi started growing closer, Harry hung around the house nearly all day. He’d damn near moved in.

“Do you know what Teddy said to me the other day?” Andromeda asked.

Harry looked up from his quidditch magazine. “No. What did he say?”

“He told me that he’s lonely,” Andromeda said, still reading.

“That’s no good,” Harry said. “Although, I’m not sure what can be done about it. It’s hard to find friends for him to play with, since it got out that he’s my godson. Parents keep trying to use their kids to get close to a celebrity. I don’t like that feeling.”

“As you shouldn’t,” Andromeda said. “You’re right to find it annoying. All the same, Teddy could do with some company.”

“Hmmm. I suppose I could sign him up for a playgroup,” Harry said. 

It had been over a year since he and Andromeda initially deepened their relationship. Rumors were starting to spread that Harry was following in Dumbledore’s footsteps, given the way he had cut off and not given a chance to any of the girls who threw themselves at him. 

The truth was, he already had someone who he firmly believed was better than those girls in every way. He knew Andi would disagree with him if he said anything out loud, so he kept those kinds of thoughts to himself… but he believed them with all his heart.

“It’s hard to find the right one of those,” Andi said. “I know that I had a difficult time doing it with Nympharora. When you add the dynamic of you being the chosen one, I’m sure it’ll influence Teddy’s experience.”

“What do you propose, then?” Harry asked curiously.

If she didn’t think friends or social activities were right, what could her answer be to making him less lonely?

“I was thinking that we could give him a sibling,” Andi said.

She turned a page like nothing happened. Harry dropped his quidditch magazine.

“Are you being serious right now?” he asked.

“Well they wouldn’t actually be his sibling,” Andi said. “I guess they would be an aunt or an uncle. But if the age is close enough, the effects would be the same.”

Harry tried to figure out if she was pranking him. While he grappled with those thoughts, he looked at her intently and spotted her hands shaking. It came to him suddenly.

She was only pretending to read. She was extremely serious… and desperately nervous.

Harry stood up.

As he walked up to the couch, Andromeda looked up at him. 

“What do you think?” Andi asked.

Harry put his tongue down her throat. 

He leaned over and met her lips with passion. His fingers locked onto Andi’s crotch.

She was wearing muggle clothes. She favored those when she had a choice. Tonight, it was sweat pants and a plain shirt.

Harry rubbed his fingers on the thin fabric over her pussy. His fingers moved urgently, soon going to her waist and slipping under her pants.

They kissed the entire time. Andromeda’s head was tilted back as she tried to keep up with Harry’s oral offensive. His fingers found her pussy.

There was something odd about her panties. One second Harry’s fingers had been sliding along fabric, then all of a sudden they were touching the wet entrance to her pussy.

Harry could only vaguely consider this, lust overwhelming the analytical portions of his brain.

Andi slid her body to the side and lay down on the couch. Harry crawled on top of her. His fingers had started flicking inside of her, teasing her womanhood. Andi moaned into his mouth.

Harry’s fingers moved as fast and as hard as they could. It wasn’t enough for him.

Andi was quickly getting wet, but he wanted to make her body react more. He wanted to make her feel even better. So he stopped kissing her and moved his mouth lower.

As she often did while sitting around the house, Andi wasn’t wearing a bra. Harry knew because he could see her nipples sticking up through her shirt. Harry bit her chest with her shirt in the way, stimulating her boobs.

“What are you doing?” Andromeda gasped. “There’s no way you can enjoy that…”

She was wrong. Harry didn’t mind the rough feeling of fabric on his tongue when it came from something like this. However, he didn’t linger. His mouth had a more important job.

Harry grabbed her yoga pants and pulled them off of her legs. When they came loose, he threw the pants onto the floor. 

When he saw Andromeda’s panties, he froze for a second. He finally figured out why the feeling had been so strange inside of her pants.

These weren’t panties he’d ever seen before. They were bright pink, a color Andi rarely wore. They were half normal, in that half of them looked like regular panties but half was missing. A big crucial chunk was left totally open, so that her pussy was completely visible without taking the panties off.

Harry caught himself drooling.

While he was stunned by her outrageous underwear, Andi took her shirt off, letting her boobs sag down and breathe. She lay on her back, propping her head on a pillow, and crossed her arms over her stomach.

“Dig in, Harry,” she said.

Harry pounced on her like a starving wolf.

His mouth was completely ravenous. He put his tongue so far into her coochie that it felt like he was halfway to her cervix. His tongue lashed around inside of her. Andromeda started moaning.

“Ohhhh! Mhhhhmmm! Gahhhh!”

Whenever Harry’s tongue changed directions, the pitch that Andi was moaning at would change. Harry was slightly worried that her moaning would wake the sleeping Teddy in the next room over.

He had his hands on her inner thighs, authoritatively holding them open while he ate his fill. Harry put his tongue on her g-spot and attacked it like his tongue was a spear. When he did something right, Andi’s back would lift off of the couch.

She was getting wetter and wetter. All he cared about was making her insides slippery enough to get his dick inside of her. 

Andi played with her large breasts watching her young lover eat her out. Eventually, she reached over and tugged on the shoulders of Harry’s shirt.

He took the hint. Sitting up, he let her pull his shirt off of him. As soon as it was gone, he went straight back to his meal.

Andi’s noises got louder.

“GAHHH! MHMMMM! AHHH!”

Harry put his thumb on her clit and rubbed it hard. His tongue didn’t slow down while he did it. Andi started to gasp. Her pussy lips trembled.

Harry tasted the sweet wash of her essence an instant later. It went all over his tongue and even reached his mouth. Harry swallowed everything that he could, pulling his tongue out of her.

He temporarily jumped off of the couch. As fast as he could go, he ditched his muggle pants and got out of his underwear. Andi watched him with a hooded gaze, naked except for her open panties, which resembled a target.

When Harry jumped on top of her with his hard on out, he immediately hit a bullseye.

His dick slammed inside of Andromeda. He had been inside her more times than you could count across the last year, but something felt different about it today. It was like there was some invisible force pulling on his dick.

She felt tighter than normal. Her long and brown hair was spread out behind her head. Harry grabbed her hands, his fingers sliding in between hers. He pinned her hands next to the pillow that her head was on and kissed her.

Her boobs were big enough that they touched his chest. He pounded her while on top, relentlessly shoving himself into her pussy. You could hear the wet sound of his dick plunging into her pussy over and over. Andromeda’s legs wrapped around him.

Harry fucked her until the couch was shaking. You could hear the wooden legs rattling on the floor. Andromeda squeezed Harry’s hands. He groaned and started to shove his hips down even harder.

His body meatily impacted hers. His dick was stretching her open, and he still felt like it was being pulled on by an external force. Harry was absolutely convinced: he had to creampie her as fast as possible.

He didn’t even try to keep from cumming. As soon as the urge came up, Harry spewed his seed into Andromeda.

“You didn’t even hesitate!” Andromeda gasped, laying beneath him. 

“Of course I didn’t,” Harry said. “Why would I, with a woman like you underneath me?”

It was one of those cheesy thoughts that he usually kept to himself, because saying them out loud always made Andromeda argue with him. That she was too old, her tits were too saggy, he deserved someone younger, etcetera.

Right now, underneath him, Andromeda didn’t complain at all. She blushed and closed her eyes, opening her lips to invite another kiss.

Harry accepted. As he kissed her, he started thrusting again.

They were just getting started. He refused to let things stop too soon. What if she didn’t get pregnant because he only gave her one load?
No, they needed to make sure.

Over the last year, Andromeda had turned him from a clueless virgin into an experienced and highly competent sex machine… that knew every single dimension of her body.

Harry kissed her in exactly the right way. He fucked her at the speed that drove her the most crazy; a little fast, but not too much so. He squeezed her hands, letting her know that he was there for her and he always would be, because above everything the thing that Andromeda feared most was being left alone. It had almost happened to her.

But she had Teddy. Now, she had Harry. And soon, she’d have her child, shared with Harry and linking them for the rest of their lives.

“Andromeda,” Harry grunted.

“Harry,” Andi moaned.

“Andromeda!” 

“Harry!”

“ANDROMEDA!”

“HARRY!”

Andi climaxed. Her pussy squeezed Harry’s dick, and he came a second time. He wouldn’t rest until every single inch of her pussy was painted white with his seed. As the haze of their pleasure started to pass in favor of post nut clarity, both of them stopped moving.

They strained their ears. Fortunately, they couldn’t hear crying.

“I guess we didn’t do a great job of keeping it down,” Harry said ruefully.

“It’s alright. Teddy didn’t wake up,” Andromeda said warmly.

“Right. That is the important thing,” Harry said. 

He looked at the beautiful woman that was his — his! — laying underneath him… and went back to fucking her.

“You’re insatiable!” Andi moaned.

“What do you expect, when you wear slutty things like these panties?” Harry asked. “You’re too hot. I can’t control myself.”

“Oh… well then, help yourself!” Andi said. “I’m all yours!”

Harry knew she was. He thought as much to himself a few seconds ago. Still, to hear it from her own mouth…

“I’m going to knock you up,” Harry promised.

He might’ve done it already, but before the night was up, it would be done. Andi had the same reaction Harry had a few seconds ago: she’d known it was true, but hearing him say it turned her on.

She gave his hands a last squeeze, then moved her hands to his upper back to prepare for what was coming. Her legs held onto him tightly.

“Give me everything you’ve got!” she said.

By the time they were done that night, so much cum had dripped out of her pussy that it stained the couch cushions beyond what cleaning charms could get out.