Is That A Beater’s Bat In Your Pocket? - Chapter 2

Summary: Angelina Johnson has waited her entire Hogwarts career to captain the quidditch team. So when she finally gets her chance she’s not gonna let Harry Potter’s short temper with the new Defense professor rob her of her star seeker. So with the help of her two friends, Alicia and Katie, she sets out a plan to ensure Harry’s temper is kept in check by any means necessary. Hogwarts starts at 14.

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Brooms Aren’t The Only Thing You Can Mount (Alicia)

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Alicia Spinnet had a mission. Well technically it wasn’t her mission. In actuality it was Angelina’s but since their courageous captain had received a week long tenure in detention after hitting Cormac McLaggen with a bowel loosing charm when the idiot tried to get fresh with her, the mission was now Alicia’s.

What was the mission you ask?

Operation Stalk Harry Potter and Shag His Brains Out

Well not actually but it sounded a lot more interesting than “keep an eye on Harry” as Angelina had put it. Plus she wanted in on the action her petite friend was receiving. The dark skinned girl hadn’t tried to hide anything her and the green eyed teen were doing. Quite the opposite. She had immediately went to her two most trusted friends and told them all about her classroom romp with the boy before leaving and coming back with a whole new story from the locker room shower. What she described was ludicrously panty-soaking and it only became worse as the girl began coming back to the dorms late almost every night. Late and with a serious limp.

Needless to say Alicia was jealous.

So when Angelina had cursed McLaggen and begged for Alicia to cover Harry duty for her, she agreed on one condition: At the slightest sign of trouble she could drag the boy to the nearest broom cupboard and rip his clothes off. Surprisingly, Angelina had agreed to this concession with virtually no fight; only making the girl promise not make it too obvious as she didn’t need two of her players banned for the season after being caught with their pants literally down. Alicia promised reluctantly, part of her liking the idea of being caught.

Oh well, if things went well she’d be a screaming mess either way. Hell if he was half as good as Angelina claimed she would buy the girl a huge Christmas gift.

Alicia now sat lazily across one of the many plush chairs that dotted the Gryffindor common room, eyes staring intently into her target. It was a Saturday afternoon and the boy sat with his two friends enjoying their company. Hermione sat with her knees up to her chest, nose in a worryingly thick book as always, and Ronald was flipping through a quidditch magazine, moaning about the Cannons loosing streak (again). It was a familiar scene, one she had witnessed a million times over the years, the only difference of course was Harry himself.

The teen held himself differently. More closed off and quieted, like there was a weight on his mind that nothing could remove. After watching him for a few days Alicia knew that look of his well. He was dwelling on something. Cedric’s death perhaps? Or maybe the rumors of You-Know-Who’s return were to be taken a bit more seriously than suggested?

No matter. Alicia had a job to do and she intended to see it through. She would not let the teen’s inner demons keep bringing him down. He’d been through too much, seen too much and deserved some happiness too.

If that happiness stemmed from being balls deep inside of her then so be it. For the good of the team of course.

Gathering up a small bit of courage, the girl stood abruptly and made her way to the Golden Trio.

“…’m telling you mate! These officials have it out for the Cannons! How in the world was targeting the seeker not called all game? Lambert practically had to spend the entire match dodging other players!”

“Yeah, sounds pretty unfair” Harry replied to his red headed friend absentmindedly.

The red head simply grunted in agreement before turning back to his magazine and muttering under his breath about horrid calls.

Alicia chose this moment to finally but in. “‘Scuse me gang! Just gonna borrow wonder boy here, don’t worry I’ll have him back in a mo’!” the chaser exclaimed enthusiastically.

Without waiting for a response, Alicia grasped the surprised Harry’s hand and yank him towards the portrait hole. The green eyed wizard was too flummoxed to argue, simply allowing himself to be dragged along and offering a shocked Ron and Hermione a shrug.

Stepping out into the corridor, the girl practically broke out into a run with the bewildered seeker in hand. She lead the boy down to the fifth floor, nearly bowling over a pair of first years in the process until they reached the door she sought.

With a quick mutter of the password, given to her by the sixth year Ravenclaw prefect desperate for her attention, the door swung open to reveal the familiar luxurious bath.

Flinging a quick smirk over her shoulder at the puzzled teen, she pulled him into the room and bolted the door behind them. Waving her wand quickly at the taps, the various faucets began pouring out warm steaming water.

“So Harry, fancy a bath?”

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Harry was utterly confused. He knew what was going on for the most part, Alicia had obviously dragged him to the prefects bath for not so innocent reasons, he just couldn’t fathom why. He liked the girl, she was fun and free spirited in a way that kind of reminded him of a younger Tonks. And they got along great too!

Yet they had never flirted or even talked to each other romantically in any way. Oh he had stolen a few glances from time to time. She didn’t have as nice a bum as Angelina but it still looked amazing in her practice shorts. Plus even in a sports bra her tits filled out her jersey quite nicely. He had never caught her staring back though, never been on the receiving end of any of the flirtatious winks she’d send out to various boys who caught her eye.

So as he stood there now, watching the curvy witch rapidly fling her clothes off until she stood starkers in front of him, needless to say the teen had a few questions.

Questions he couldn’t quite remember as he stared at her full teardrop shaped breasts capped off with darkened caramel colored nipples. His eyes trailed down to take in the curve of her hips giving way to thick toned thighs. Her mound was bare except for a small strip of hair.

Looking closer he saw that the strip was actually a small number 7 right above her lower lips.

“My jersey number? Really?” he asked, a tone of amusement in his voice.

The chaser just smiled widely, “Seemed appropriate! Took bloody forever, I don’t know how Weasley does it before every game.” she muttered off.

Harry eyes widened, “G-Ginny does that too?! Before every game?”

Alicia just nodded.

“Yup!” She said, popping the p, “I think it’s cause she hopes you’ll come and pound her into a screaming mess after a victory. Though I wonder how she’ll feel knowing you’ve been pounding Angelina instead? Merlin know’s you two were loud enough after last month’s win to wake the whole castle. Luckily I was able to cast a silencing charm on Angie’s bed before you two really got at it.”

Harry blushed crimson. After soundly defeating Hufflepuff, him and Angelina had celebrated a bit too hard. After a few rounds of fire-whiskey and a levitation charm up the girls dorm stairs later, the dark skinned girl had him in her bed hammering into her from behind. In their haste, they must’ve forgotten to put up the necessary wards.

“So you, uh, know about me and Angelina-“

“Fucking each other like rabbits? Sure do! One thing you need to know about us girls Harry is that we share everything, it’s why I brought you here!” she exclaimed, walking back towards the boy, her breasts jiggling enticingly with every step.

“You see since Angie has been in detention all week, she asked me to take care of you for her, and I wouldn’t be a good friend if I didn’t help her out in her time of need now would I?”

She was right in front of him now, her arms slowly coming up to encircle his neck. Her grapefruit sized breasts squashed into his sternum. Pushing herself up on her toes a bit, her mouth came to rest right by his ear as her hot breath washed down the teens neck.

“Like I said Harry, we share everything.”

Nipping his ear lightly once, she descended upon his neck. Biting and sucking on the warm skin while her hands ran through his hair. Harry let out a quiet moan at the girls ministrations. Not wanting to remain idle, he brought his hands up between them, taking her full fleshy globes in his grasp. He began kneading them softly before the sexy witch brought her own hand up and pushed his harder into her breasts. Taking the hint, Harry started to squeeze and knead her caramel tits forcefully. He watched in fascination as the soft tissue rolled and bundled in his grasp, tinted slightly red from his rough handling.

Alicia hummed softly into his neck, enjoying the sensations his hands were giving her chest. She wasn’t here for a few gropes and snogging though. With a breath she pulled up from his neck, enjoying the sight of the half a dozen or so love-bites she littered across his skin.

Reaching for the hem of his shirt the girl pulled upwards. Harry, getting the message, helped pull the oversized garment off. Before it could even hit the floor the chasers hands were upon his belt, yanking and fumbling with the worn leather.

With a toss, the offending binding was tossed to the side. The metal buckle making a scraping sound as hit slid along the floor before coming to a stop by the giant pool-sized tub.

Finally, after removing the last few articles of clothing before the girl could rip them off in her desperation, Harry stood naked in front of her. His hardened cock hung down under its own weight, jerking excitedly when its owner caught sight of the caramel skinned goddess staring down at it.

Alicia reached out tentatively, moving slowly as if she would frighten the meaty member. Her small thin fingers slid over the taut skin, her hand moving to wrap around it almost instantly. With a giggle she noticed her fingers didn’t quite wrap all the way around his girth. Her pussy, which had already began to dampen, became soaked at the thought of this huge cock splitting her in two. Without even realizing it, her hand began to stroke the hot length, her mind cooing at the sight.

A groan from the cock’s owner drew her from her musings. The messy haired teens eyes were hooded in lust as he stared at her. With a smirk, Alicia sent him a wink and began tugged him forward by his cock. Leading him to the edge of the tub, she pulled him down the steps until they were waist deep in water.

Alicia attacked his lips without warning, taking his bottom lips between his teeth lightly. Harry responded in kind, arms wrapping around her curvy body as he leaned forward and deepened the kiss. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, fighting against her own wet muscle. He knew now she liked it rough, similar to Angelina did. Though while Angelina liked to work up to the roughness, Alicia liked to dive right into it head first.

Harry adapted to this first by snogging the life out of her, his teeth nipping and sucking of her bottom lip.

Feeling a bit brave, the boy who lived raised his hand up quickly, clenching the girl by her neck. Making sure to leave her airway open enough to breathe comfortably, Harry dived back into her lips with a vengeance, his other arm snaking down to clench onto her bum.

The blacked haired girl seemed to appreciate it, as she moaned into his mouth.

After a while she pushed back against his chest, “C’mon lover boy, feeling that fat cock pressed up against me is driving me wild.”

Pulling him towards the wall of the bath, she jumped up on top of the edge. Spreading her legs wide she revealed her moist slit to him. Giggling at his dumbfounded expression, the girl reached down with one and began to tease her outer lips.

“You just gonna stand there or are you gonna fuck me?” she questioned.

Harry snapped out of his stupor, and took a step forward. The sight of her pussy spread wide practically right in front of his face gave him an idea.

Dropping down before the chaser could say anything, Harry brought his lips forward and ran his tongue like a flash up her slit. The surprised moan from the girl stirred him on as he dove deeper into her womanhood. It was something he had tried with Angelina a few times but not often as the girl preferred his cock over his tongue. From his practice with her though, he knew exactly what to focus on as his mouth devoured the young witches snatch. Moving upwards slightly, his tongue swirled around the small ball of nerves above her lips. The answering grunt from the witch was all he needed as he attacked her sensitive clit with a vengeance. He pressed his tongue hard into the tiny nub, slicking it back and forth and lapping at it in small fast circles. The girls nails raked through his hair, desperately trying to push his face harder into her weeping cunt. Harry simply kept his pace, forcing down his discomfort as his tongue and lower jaw began to ache. The girls release the only thing he sought.

He didn’t have to wait much longer thought as with a loud cry, Alicia reached her peak. A small gush of her juices splashed against his chin as her body shook hard. Even as she came around his lips he didn’t stop, continuing to lick and nip at her quivering pussy. It soon became too much for the girl, her climax having wracked her body hard enough that her clit became sensitive to the slightest touch. With a cry she pushed his head away, curling up into a ball as the aftershocks of her orgasm wracked her body.

Harry stepped forward towards the girl, rubbing a hand up and down her smooth back. After a few minutes the girl let out a shallow breath and unfurled. Her glassy gaze snapped to his face and a lazy smile found its way to her lips.

“I thought I told you to fuck me, not eat me out like your favorite treacle tart.” the girl giggled out.

“Are you complaining?” he questioned.

Sitting up the girl shook her head quickly. “Never said that now did I? But Harry this time I mean it when I say Fuck. Me.” she responded breathily. Her hand reached down to grasp his manhood as her legs parted for him once more. Guiding him forward, she pressed the tip of his cock to her soaked outer lips. Harry got the message and after a small adjustment pushed himself forward into her awaiting hole.

“Fuuuucccckkk yes. Dear god it feels so big.”

“Alicia that’s just the tip.”

Eyes widening, the buxom witch looked down to see that, just as he said, only the tip and maybe an inch of his cock were sunk into her.

“Merlin, you’re going to destroy me.”

Her only response was two calloused hands grabbing her waist tightly and the giant cock spearing hard into her depths. She collapsed at the sensation, a scream ripping through her throat as another climax tore through her body. The endowed wizard didn’t bother to stop at her sudden orgasm. He only hiked one of her clenching legs above his shoulder and kept thrusting into her.

“OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK! DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING STOP!” she screamed, her walls clutching around his cock wildly. His continual hammering into her depths had caused her orgasm to plateau, with spikes of pleasure shooting up her spine every time their hips met with a smack. Her nails raked down his chest causing bright red scratches to appear on the flesh. It only served to stir him on, his hand coming up to clamp around her throat much tighter than earlier.

Another orgasm wracked her body. Her body shuddering and a hoarse scream echoed out from her constricted throat as she came around his cock once again.

Another hand joined the first around her throat. His thrusts picking up pace and intensity. His meaty cock slamming into her with so much ferocity that she just knew her poor cunt would be bruised after he finished using it. Just as she was about to tap his arms to let him know she needed to breathe, the teen let loose a loud roar and her womb was suddenly coated in a hot warm substance. With jerky movements Harry slammed into her again and again and with each one she felt him let loose another spurt of cum into her ruined pussy.

His grasp loosened on her throat and she breathed in giant gulps of air into her burning lungs. Harry had collapsed forward, held up by his arms on either side of her.

“Sorry, I got a bit carried away.” he said sheepishly.

With a shake of her head she waved off his apology. Catching her breath before responding.

“D-don’t be, that was- oh fuck- that was amazing.”

“Yeah?” he questioned, eyes alight.

With a nod she responded, “Definitely.” she said with a smirk, legs wrapping around his waist. She could feel the teen hardening again inside of her, his own lust returning just as fast as hers. “In fact, I think we’ll need to try it again. I’ve never came from being choked before and I fucking loved the feeling of it.”

She rolled her hips against his groin, causing his length to grind into her. He moaned at the sensation, leaning forward to take her lips with his.

Alicia hummed in contentment as the teen started to rock his hips into her. She definitely owed Angelina the biggest and best Christmas present ever for this.

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They had went at it for 3 more rounds after that. Harry taking her in all manners of ways from fucking her from behind to picking her up and slamming his giant cock into her while pressing her folded body into a wall.

Only after 2 hours had passed and her face was coated with his cum did they call it a night. Bathing quickly in the lukewarm water before dressing with the occasional wandering hand copping a feel.

The headed back to the common room together, whispering sexy remarks to one another the entire way. Alicia had went to bed that night worn out and content.

The next morning was different however, as the evidence of their heated fuck session showed through the intense soreness in her loins. Thankfully Fay Dunbar had a muscle relief potion handy, so her pain was made bearable. Though that didn’t stop a hefty limp from hindering her walk. She got quite a few looks from it but she couldn’t find it in her to care. Half the girls that stared and whispered wished that it was them who had a limp like hers, knowing full well what kind of dicking down needed to happen to achieve it.

Harry, the noble idiot, at least knew not to mention it publicly to her, yet that didn’t stop him from throwing concerned looks at her every now and then. She was only able stop the pitiful looks from him by finding one quiet moment to drag him to an empty broom cupboard and swallow his cock.

He had protested at first but the feel of her plump lips and wet mouth around his girth soon shut him up, instead choosing to tightly wrap his hand around her ponytail.

After depositing his seed into her stomach, the boy spent the rest of the day giving her looks full of lust instead of concern. It drove her wild knowing that he was probably spent the entire day thinking of all the different ways to fuck her. Her sore pussy quivered at the thought and she couldn’t help the leaks of arousal that kept her knickers damp all day.

Thankfully the pain started to ebb away throughout the day. With liberal use of muscle relief potions, the soreness had faded almost completely by dinner. And just in time too as judging by the looks Harry was giving her across the table, the teen was one flirty wink away from taking her right there in the great hall in front of everyone.

She made sure to bump into him as everyone left the great hall. With a quickness that belied that of a skilled quidditch player, Alicia pushed a note into his hand. She also made time to quickly reach out and squeeze the bulge in his pants, delighted to find his cock ragingly hard.

The note was nothing special, only detailing a time and the word “window”.

When she made it to the common room, she sat and chatted idly with Katie and one of dorm mates for a while. Before long though, she made some excuse about being knackered and slowly made her way up to her dorm. She could feel Harry’s eyes practically glued to her as she made her way to the stairs and it caused her to shiver with excitement.

As soon as she made it to her dorm she quickly closed the curtains around her bed area and spelled them closed, adding a silencing ward for good measure. Flinging open the window she was ecstatic when Harry lazily glided his broom in seconds later.

He must’ve made a mad dash for his own dorm after she left. She giggled at the thought of the commotion he undoubtedly caused.

He leaned his Firebolt against the wall before turning and capturing her lips. They kissed heavily for few minutes, hands absentmindedly roaming.

It wasn’t long before those roaming hands soon started to pull off clothes in a desperate need to touch skin. Now bare before each other once more, the pair wasted no time in falling onto the bed, lips entwined once more.

Harry teased her clit with his fingers while her own hand lovingly stroked his shaft. She felt his warm heavy balls resting on her thigh, bloated and pent up no doubt from his day fantasizing about her.

Moaning between kisses, Alicia spoke. “Angelina talked to me today- fuck yes right there- she asked if we’ve run each other ragged yet.”

Harry hummed, having latched his mouth to her neck as she spoke. His fingers moved down her moist slit. One teasingly circled her entrance before plugging into her. Alicia let out a throaty groan, clamping down onto his hand as his digit stroked her inner walls. Fighting back more moans, the girl continued

“I told her- yes Harry please- I t-told her about our time in the bath and about how I b-blew you in the closet.”

Harrys pumped his fingers faster, adding another finger into her tight cunt.

“Hnnng Fuck! She wants a threesome! Oh don’t you dare fucking stop! Would you like that?! Fuck, would you like to have two needy sluts begging for you cock?!”

She could feel her climax approaching. Harry’s fingers rapidly plunging in and out of her depths causing that wonderful ball of heat to build faster and faster.

“I could get her all ready for you! Eat out her cunt while you fuck her throat! She- Merlin I’m going to cum!- told us all about what you two did in the shower! Would you wanna do that again?! I can hold her still while you shove that thick cock of yours down her slutty throat! And afterwards I’ll help you ram it into her tight asshole! I’ll help you make her ass yours as you fuck her into a blithering mess JUST PLEASE DON’T STOP!”

She came hard, clenching violently around his hand. Juices sprayed forth and soaked her sheets as her orgasm ran rapid through her nerves. Harry still worked his fingers inside of her, slowing down as her climax began to ebb away.

He pulled his hand out with a squelch, her orgasm coating his fingers. He ran his soaked digits over his tongue, tasting her. The lewdness of the act causing her quivering pussy to tingle and a small needy whimper to escape her throat.

Harry looked down at her with a smirk as he lined his rock hard cock up with her entrance.

“Sounds like a plan. You think Katie would want to join us?” Her only response was a frantic moan as he plunged deep within her.

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Authors Note

Next up Katie! And after that the promised three(four)some!

Thanks for reading!