QUICK FIC: Everyone Wants Harry Part 18: A Relaxing Saturday in Bed (Harry Potter)

Harry liked weekends at Hogwarts.

He always had, of course, but his reasons for looking forward to Saturday and Sunday were quite a bit different now than they had been prior to this year. As a younger Hogwarts student, the weekends represented a lie-in, a break from classes and more time to hang around with Ron.

Ron wasn’t around to play wizard’s chess or talk about quidditch with on Saturdays anymore, but as much fun as those days were, Harry wouldn’t have gone back even if he could. With all apologies to his best mate, his Saturday morning lie-ins were loads more enjoyable these days.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Katie Bell chanted loudly. Each fuck was accompanied by the pleasantly distinct sound of her big butt smacking against Harry’s thighs, and the even more pleasant feeling of her pussy sliding up and down the length of his dick with each drop of her hips. Katie had always been comfortable letting the expletives fly, which was no surprise for a girl who’d played quidditch for all those years. As Harry was now happy to know, she had a similarly foul mouth while she was having sex, particularly if it was good sex.

This wasn’t the first time he’d hooked up with Katie since their unforgettable first time together in the broom shed, but he didn’t have the good fortune of shagging his former teammate as frequently as he shared his bed with Lavender, Parvati, or Romilda. Part of that was just the ease of access, particularly with Lavender and Parvati, who lived in the special 8th-year dorm with him. He and Katie were also more selective and less open about what they were getting up to. Though Katie was not Harry's teacher and thus would not face the same ethical concerns that might have presented problems for Professor Sinistra if word got around about their night together, she still felt it wouldn't be the best idea if she was seen coming and going from the 8th year dorms. As a result, she’d never visited him in his bed, and opportunities for them to shag or fool around during the week were limited.

The weekends were a different story, though. Harry didn’t have any classes to go to, so outside of the odd quidditch practice for him or flying lesson for her, their schedules were open for them to have fun at their leisure. He might not be able to goof off with Ron on the weekends like in the old days, but Harry got to stretch out in Katie’s bed and watch her jaw-dropping arse jiggle while she rode his cock in reverse cowgirl as Saturday morning marched on toward the afternoon. Things inevitably changed as one got older, but some changes weren’t so bad.

“Fuck!” Katie shouted. She leaned her body farther forward, her hands moved from his thighs down to about his ankles, and she switched from bouncing straight up and down his cock to grinding back and forth. This not having been the first time Katie rode his cock in this bed, Harry understood perfectly well what was happening. She'd been bouncing on him for a while now, rather slowly and playfully at first, and eventually switching into the firmer, faster bounces that caused the booty shaking that was so satisfying to feel, watch, and listen to. Now, she was grinding hard on him, feeling the pleasure of an orgasm within reach and working quickly to claim it for herself. Harry was perfectly happy to sit back, enjoying her grinding, and watch his former teammate’s sexy athletic body at work as she humped her way toward her climax.

Katie didn’t scream and curse as her humping got her off, but that was only because she was too busy moaning instead. Harry held onto his sexy former teammate’s wide hips and groaned as he joined her, firing his cum in Katie’s pussy. Her moan took on a higher pitch when she felt him cumming inside her, and that didn’t surprise him. She had no problem swallowing his cum when she was sucking his cock, but when they were having sex, she wanted him to finish inside of her every time without fail. Katie loved having him fill her nearly as much as Harry liked doing the filling, so they were both moaning as she rocked and humped back and forth in his lap for the entirety of his orgasm.

“That was brilliant, Harry,” Katie said after she was done. She rolled off of his lap and climbed to her feet, not bothering to cover up as she walked over to her table and poured them both a cup of water. Harry was used to Katie being very casual after sex, so he wasn’t surprised to see her walking around her room immediately after they were done.

“It was brilliant," he agreed, resting in her bed as he sat back and watched her. "Thanks for inviting me over." He didn't mind how nonchalant she was about all of this and really didn’t mind how comfortable she was walking around naked afterward. He wasn’t going to get hard again right away, but staring at Katie’s big naked arse and watching some of his cum trickle out of her pussy and stick to her thighs was still fascinating to watch.

"Like there was any way I'd rather spend my Saturday morning," Katie giggled. She walked back toward the bed, holding a cup of water in each hand. It took Harry a few seconds to take the cup she offered him, but that was because he'd been preoccupied with watching her boobs jiggle during her walk over.

“Sorry,” he said after finally taking the cup. Katie smirked at him and shook her shoulders slightly while bringing her own cup up to her lips, giving him some more jiggling tits to admire during his first sip.

“So, you have anything planned for later today?” Harry asked, trying to work out how long she wanted him to stay in her room this time around. “My whole day’s wide open, so I’m not in any rush to get out of here or anything.

“That’s very good to know,” Katie said after drinking about a fourth of her cup. She picked her copy of that morning’s Daily Prophet up off of her table with her free hand and casually flipped it open straight to the sports section, which was always her greatest interest. “I do have some things that I need to take care of this evening, but the rest of my afternoon’s free. I probably don’t need to think about putting any clothes on for a good three or four hours. I will need to make time to squeeze in a shower, but if you’re going to stick around for a bit, maybe you can help out with that.”