Succubus ch.7

"Nmh~! Why did you stop? Please, I want more~!" Tracey begged Harry for more, but he had no intention of fulfilling all her desires.

Harry was delighted to hear Tracey begging for more for his cock. "If you want more, shake your hips," Harry said with a smile.

Harry knew that Tracey had tasted his heavenly pleasure and would do anything to get more. He wanted her to abandon her innocent self when she was with him and fully engage in sex.

Tracey was quite disoriented at first. She had never had sex before, so she didn't know how to do it, but Harry helped her get started by placing his hands on her hips and guiding her.

Tracey slowly began moving back and forth at a steady pace. She placed her hands on Harry's shoulders for support and continued shaking her hips.

"Argh... It feels better in this position~ I feel your cock ravaging my pussy~!" Tracey said lustfully with a joyful expression on her face.

As Tracey moved up and down, Harry's gaze fell on her bouncy, soft breasts, which bounced up and down as Tracey moved.

Harry couldn't resist the urge to play with them. He slid his hands towards them and touched them with both hands. They were so soft.

He began squeezing and playing with them, running his fingers over Tracey's erect nipples and pinching them.

Then he leaned his head over Tracey's breasts.

He opened his mouth and started sucking on her soft breasts and nibbling on her nipples.

"Ahhh~! Oh no~ Please stop~!" Tracey let out a loud moan as she climaxed. Tracey's breasts and she couldn't take it anymore. She had four orgasms and was satisfied.

She rested her head on Harry's shoulder and stopped moving her hips.

"Are you tired? I'll continue from here," Harry asked Tracey as he began slowly moving his hips.

"Yes... I can't even move an inch," Tracey said, gripping her hands around Harry's head.

Harry was close to climaxing, and if Tracey didn't stop, he wanted to punish her for stopping halfway.

He grabbed Tracey's buttocks with his hands and started thrusting his cock forcefully into her pussy.

Harry quickly thrust his hips forward and backward, not stopping, not intending to stop until he released every drop of his cum.

"Argh~ Ah~ Eh~ Hmh~ Please slow down! I'm so sensitive," Tracey moaned loudly, but Harry didn't stop.

After a few deep thrusts, Harry lifted Tracey's buttocks higher, and his cock slid out. He rubbed it with his hand and released his entire load onto the floor after a few seconds.

When he looked at Tracey, she looked happy and satisfied.

Harry and Tracey were breathing heavily after both of them climaxed. Tracey rested her round body on Harry's, still on Harry's lap, feeling exhausted but also content.

"How was it?" Harry asked, breathing heavily. He was tired too, having a big cock didn't necessarily mean good endurance.

"You should start exercising to increase your stamina. I don't think I have any skills that can instantly strengthen you," Emi pointed out.

Emi was right. Harry lacked muscles. He wasn't fat or skinny, but he wasn't well-built either.

"It was amazing," Tracey replied with a satisfied voice.

"I've never felt this good before," Tracey added.

Harry was proud to hear that; they both did well for their first time. They hugged for a few minutes before Harry suggested something.

"There are only 5 minutes left for lunch. Maybe we can go together? Harry suggested, not wanting to have an awkward relationship with Tracey. They had sex shortly after talking for a few minutes in the morning. They were strangers to each other. So Harry wanted to build a good rapport with Tracey and spend time with her outside of having sex.

"Yeah, sure," Tracey said with a flushed face and a happy expression.

They got up from the couch and got dressed. Harry opened the window in the room, allowing the smell of his cum and Tracey's fluids to escape outside.

"I'll go out first and check if there's anyone nearby. If we're caught leaving together, it will raise suspicion," Tracey said with a nervous expression.

Harry already knew that there was no one in the corridor, and it was safe to exit. He had better hearing than most people, and it became even stronger when he was with Emi. But he couldn't tell Tracey that he could hear that no one was there, so he agreed with her plan.

Tracey unlocked and slowly opened the door, then she stepped out and after a few seconds, opened the door again.

"No one is here, you can come out," Tracey announced in a low voice, even though there was no one nearby.

Harry stepped out and looked at Tracey; she was as beautiful as ever, but the only difference now was that she was no longer a virgin.

Feeling his gaze on her, her face flushed, but she didn't avert her gaze from him.

Tracey closed her eyes and lifted her chin; Harry knew what she wanted, so he closed the distance between them, lowered his head, and placed his lips on hers.

The kiss lasted for about a minute without a break, until it was time for lunch.

Tracey pulled her lips away from Harry's and looked at him with a flushed face and teary eyes.

Harry smiled at her, pleased with the kiss.

"Let's go," Harry said, turning around and starting to walk, Tracey followed suit, and they walked outside.

Many students were eating in the Great Hall, but Harry didn't like eating in crowds, so he made arrangements with the Hogwarts house-elves, and it wasn't the first time he had eaten outside.

They were just having lunch when Harry soon heard footsteps approaching them. He looked up to see a girl; she had blond hair and blue eyes. She was wearing dark blue leggings and a white tank top. Harry remembered seeing her with Tracey many times.

"I've been looking for you for half an hour! And here you are with... Harry?" The girl had an annoyed expression, but it turned into surprise as she looked at Harry.

"Yes, it's me. Do you want to have lunch together?"

The girl stared at Harry with a complicated expression on her face, he looked different than before, his face became ten times more handsome!

But soon, her expression turned blank and somewhat sad.

Harry noticed the sadness in her face, he felt that she had some problems.

"Thanks, but I've already had lunch," the girl said, sitting next to Tracey on the bench.

She was beautiful, attractive, and popular like Tracey, but somehow Harry forgot her name, hoping that Tracey would mention her name during the conversation.

"I'm really sorry, Daphne, I was in... the library with Harry," Tracey couldn't tell Daphne that she had been fucked by Harry in the janitor's closet, but since the library was right next to it, Tracey quickly came up with that excuse.

"The library? But you usually don't go to the library, don't you study at home with the help of your older sister?" Daphne asked with a puzzled expression.

Tracey was surprised because she couldn't find an answer to Daphne's questions. Daphne knows Tracey very well, they are best friends. Not many people knew, but they both have the same father, and Tracey's mother was just Mr. Greengrass's concubine.

Seeing Tracey's surprised face, Harry had to step in to avoid more awkwardness.

"I'm sorry, Daphne, it's because of me. I asked her for help with a book. Tracey is a smart and reliable girl, so I decided to ask her for help," Harry said with a calm expression, using the same excuse he used on Ginny when she found him with Hermione in the library.

"She helped you? Aren't you smarter than her? You're one of the top students in our year," Unlike Ginny, Daphne didn't react like Ginny and remained calm when Harry addressed her by name.

Harry was one of the top students academically, without any friends to hang out with, he spent most of his free time studying.

"Well, being academically smart doesn't mean I know everything, and I'm not smarter than Tracey," Harry said with a determined look that made Daphne slip up her words. Tracey sat between them, her face flushed. She didn't expect Harry to praise her. He lied about where they were and what they were doing, but praise was still praise.

"What happened? Do you have a fever or something?" Daphne placed her hand on Tracey's forehead when she saw her red face.

"No, I'm fine..." Tracey quickly denied.

"Are you sure?" Harry decided to ask, even though he knew Tracey was just blushing because he praised her.

"Your face looks red, are you okay?" Daphne said with a concerned tone, not pretending like Harry. Being bombarded with questions and being the center of attention, Tracey decided to escape from this embarrassing moment.

"I'm sorry, I have to go to the bathroom," Tracey quickly stood up and hurriedly walked towards the restroom.

Soon, Tracey's figure disappeared as she turned towards the building.

Daphne sighed, looking at the blue sky. She had a lot of things on her mind that were troubling her.

Harry hesitated whether to ask her about it. He didn't want to be nosy in someone else's life.

But soon, the problem slowly revealed itself as a blond-haired boy with blue eyes, dressed in a Slytherin green shirt, walked towards them. His name was Draco, one of the most popular guys at Hogwarts. He was popular because of his good looks and athletic physique.

Harry knew him, he was a jerk, a typical bully. He had heard him mocking his eyes many times and calling him a weirdo. He had also witnessed him bullying weaker students and stealing their money. Harry hated such people, but he couldn't do anything about it. "Asshole," Daphne muttered quietly under her breath. Harry could clearly hear what she said. Daphne glared at the guy with eyes full of hatred, but soon she stood up and her facial expression returned to normal.

"Sorry, Harry, I have to go now. My boyfriend is waiting for me," Daphne said with a calm expression on her face. But no matter how calm her expression was, Harry could see anger and sadness in her eyes.

Harry was surprised that Daphne was dating such a jerk, but from Daphne's reaction after seeing Draco, Harry knew that she wasn't happy in that relationship.

Harry sighed heavily.

After a few minutes of sitting, he stood up and went to the classroom. His lesson was about to start, and he had to go to it.

After two hours, Harry left the class. He was exhausted today, more than ever before. It had been a long day with a lot of activities.

Harry headed towards the bathrooms to relieve himself, but as soon as he reached there, he heard Draco's voice from the men's restroom.

He could hear what Draco was saying.

He entered the bathroom to use it normally, while eavesdropping on Draco's conversation.

"Hey, listen! Either you have sex with me and let me have fun with your body, or I'll spread your naked picture all over Hogwarts!" Draco said angrily.

Curiosity engulfed Harry as he listened to Draco's conversation. Harry could only think of one person.

"But isn't this moving too fast? We've only been together for a week! I refused to have sex with you because we still don't know each other well enough!" Daphne declared in a very upset tone as Harry walked out.

"I was so fucking stupid to give you that naked picture! I thought it would make you less horny and shut you up for a while, but I was wrong. It seems like you have a dick instead of a brain!" Daphne added, yelling at Draco, but no one heard them except Harry.