Frigid Flames ch.5

"Oh my god..." she whispered as he touched her clit. "This is...oh my...I haven't had attention like this in way too long..."

"Good thing you found me back then," Harry replied. "I like giving attention."

She kissed him hard on the lips and let out a cry of pure pleasure as he began rubbing her clitoris. He had forgotten how good it felt to elicit such a reaction from a woman, with her pressed against him, naked, under several blankets, while the wind howled outside and the fire crackled nearby.

Despite often feeling like the last living person in the abandoned wastelands of America, in moments like this with Daphne, he felt like they were the only two people in the world, and it was an incredible feeling.

Daphne continued to kiss him passionately as he rubbed her clitoris. He alternated between upward and downward strokes and small circles, applying more pressure and speed as seconds passed. He could tell she was a sensitive woman, or perhaps just really good at faking it.

After about a minute, he slid a finger into her and was met with incredible wetness and warmth. She broke the kiss, moaning loudly. "Oh yes!" she cried as he fingered her, thrusting her hips against his hand. "Yes, yes! Oh Harry! Fuck!" Suddenly, she grabbed him and closed her eyes. "Put it inside me. Now."

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, spreading her legs and positioning himself between them.

As weird as it may be, his favorite position was missionary. Despite what others thought, intimacy during sex could still be achieved even with a stranger, if both parties were open to it, and he always was. And missionary was the most intimate position for him.

He settled between her thighs as she spread them as wide as the bed would allow. Looking into her eyes, he propped himself up with one hand and used the other to grip his penis and guide himself inside her.

"Easy," she whispered.

"Don't worry," he replied. "I'm not going to hurt you."

She smiled and reached up to touch his cheek. "You're the first person who's said that to me in a long time that I actually believe."

"Sorry, but I'm glad you trust me," he replied, and started to penetrate her.

She gasped and a violent shudder ran through her as they made contact. He worked inside her slowly and carefully, not wanting to hurt her. As it became more comfortable for him, he leaned down and started kissing her again.

Daphne moaned loudly as Harry continued to penetrate her, pleasure overwhelming her senses. She moved with him, adjusting to his rhythm, making it easier for him to enter her. Soon he was fully inside her, and she was amazed at how good it felt. It had been too long since she had experienced the feeling of a man inside her, and it was pure ecstasy.

Harry started to smoothly move inside her, and she could feel her tight vagina clamping around his naked penis. It was the best feeling in the world, and she could tell Harry was enjoying it just as much as she was. She moaned again, breaking the kiss as Harry continued to thrust into her.

"Fuck, Harry," she whispered, grabbing onto his back. "You're so big. Oh my god, it feels so good."

Harry kissed her again and she laughed and moaned in response. "Do you like my pussy?" she asked.

"Fuck, I love it," he answered, thrusting harder into her.

She screamed with pleasure and the bed creaked and hit the wall repeatedly as he continued to penetrate her. He could tell that he was close to climax, but she was determined to reach it first. It had been too long since she had experienced good sex and she was not going to let this opportunity slip away.

Harry could tell that she was also close to climaxing. He wanted to make sure that she enjoyed it as much as he did. As he continued to thrust into her, he could tell that she was getting closer. Her cries of ecstasy were getting higher and closer together.

"OH HARRY!"

He loved hearing her scream his name, it only spurred him on to push her over the edge. Finally, she reached her peak and it was an explosion of pleasure that shook her entire body.

As they lay there, panting and recovering from the intense climax, Harry couldn't help but feel satisfied. Not only had he satisfied his own desires, but he had also brought Daphne to the brink of ecstasy. It was moments like these that made him feel alive, even in a world where survival was a daily struggle.

He especially loved it when they both came on his cock. Daphne let out an inarticulate, almost choked cry of pure sexual release as her pussy muscles began to go wild, clamping down wildly around his cock as she grew hotter and wetter.

She screamed madly, thrusting her hips and writhing, and he groaned long and loud as his own orgasm burst through the gates and began simply pumping his stuff into her pussy.

He drained his nuts into her, fucking shot a huge load inside her. He felt like it went on for a really long time and fucking blinded him, stunned and overwhelmed him. He didn't know how long, there was just the way his cock was twitching inside her tight, hot, wet pussy and the feeling of his seed leaving him in hard spurts and the blinding impulses of pleasure that each of those spasms triggered like a shock wave.

The orgasm was an earthquake shaking his whole body, and the epicenter was his cock, and it was the best feeling in the fucking universe.

His blue balls disappeared as he finished pounding inside her. His cock kicked dryly for what felt like another ten seconds before it finally happened.

"Oh my god," she whispered. "That was...oh wow. That was amazing sex, Harry. Holy shit."

"Yeah," he groaned. "Fuck, that was good. That was really fucking good."

"That orgasm..." She let out a long moan of pleasure and trembled. He pulled out of her and rolled onto his back. Staring up at the ceiling, he could see everything swirling. It was like being pleasantly fucked up. "Holy shit," she whispered, reaching down and cupping herself. "Holy shit, you came so hard. Oh my fucking god - wow!"

"Go clean yourself up. I'll want more pussy tonight," he replied.

She smiled. "Yes, sir."

She got up and he looked at her ass as she used some toilet paper to wipe herself. Damn, he had blown a huge load.

"Fuck, man!" she exclaimed as she cleaned herself up. "How long was that?"

"Too long. Three weeks since I fucked, and a week since I jerked off."

"No wonder!" She turned to him. "Here, facing me, lay down... I want to see it." He laid down and she stared at his cock. It was still about half-hard, covered in both of their sexual juices. "Damn, that's a nice cock," she murmured.

He laughed. "You think so, huh?"

"Yeah. Have you ever done any porn?"

"No."

"You definitely could, with that body and cock. You fuck a lot of women, don't you?"

He yawned and started pulling the blanket up. "I mean, whenever I can," he replied. "There's really no reason not to, if they're into it. And most women are."

Harry Potter finished and returned to bed with Daphne, slipping in between her and the wall and lying across from her.

"So was my pussy amazing?" Daphne asked.

"Yes. It was absolutely amazing," Harry replied, laughing and giving her a kiss.

"That certainly sounded like it. You're loud," Daphne said. "Is that a problem?"

"No, I love it! Too many guys don't say shit or make any noise. Keep it up."

"Noted. And now roll over," Harry instructed.

"Okay..." Daphne rolled over and Harry got up, wrapping his arms around her. She made a contented noise and settled down a bit. They lay there with only the occasional sound of the wind whistling outside and the crackle of the fire.

"Will you keep me safe, Harry?" Daphne murmured after a while.

"I'll keep you safe, Daphne," Harry replied, giving her a small squeeze.

"I trust you."