Glamours

Climactic Events Part Two

He leaned down and gave her a searing kiss. "I think we're wearing too many clothes."

"Mmm. I agree." Willow muttered something under her breath and suddenly they were both naked.

"What? How did you"¦?"

Willow kissed him softly, moving down his chest to kiss his erect nipples. "Don't worry about it dear. I'll teach you that trick later. For now"¦"

Harry moaned as Willow laved his nipples with her hot tongue. None of his other lovers had ever done this for him. Indeed, he was in real danger of embarrassing himself in his enthusiasm for Willow and her ability to find his erogenous zones. He wasn't sure exactly how she had done it, but she had managed to find his number one sensitive spot beyond the obvious. But it looked like she was going to find that one too"¦.uh"¦..yes, yes she was. Harry's moan turned into a groan as her mouth engulfed his hard penis.

Willow was in agony. No one but any of her former lovers could tell, but Willow got off first and foremost on the sounds that her partners made in pleasure. Granted, she hadn't really discovered this until Tara (it was true what they said about the quiet ones), Oz being a man restricted in grunting land, a sound which Willow found lacking compared to a good, satisfied moan.

And Harry was"¦.oh"¦.certainly having a good time. She found herself sucking his cock harder as she imagined what it would feel like inside her"¦.

Suddenly, she was pulled gently away from his engorged member, and Harry pushed her onto her back.

"My turn," he said in a soft, strained voice. He moved down her body, stroking her stomach lightly with his hands, and placing light kisses on her quivering thighs before gently running his tongue along her dripping slit.

Willow groaned loudly. He seemed to know exactly where and how to touch her. "˜Well, why wouldn't he?' she thought. "˜He DID see not one, not two, but three of my former lovers going down on me"¦' Willow's thoughts were broken as a quiver of pleasure shot through her abdomen and Harry found her clitoris, placing his lips directly over the turgid nub.

She screamed. Harry was startled by this but continued with his attentions, milking her through what Willow would later tell him to be on the the best orgasms of her life.

"Oh God!" Willow cried as the orgasm ripped through her body, Harry's lips on her clit causing the climax to last longer than it normally did. Her body spasmed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Amazed, as she was halfway through the first, she experienced a second. Her wails grew louder until, strung out and limp, her body collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard. "Oh Harry"¦.that was"¦so"¦good.." she panted loudly.

With a satisfied growl, she reciprocated his earlier action, and forced him onto his back on the bed, his cock pale and hard against the mat ork prk pubic hair. Her lips came down on his as she impaled herself on his solid length. She began to move slowly, then faster, up and down, clenching her inner muscles periodically, driving Harry to the edge before slowing down again.

"I hope you realize," Willow breathed, letting out a moan from her position on top of Harry before going on, "that this can't change anything between us."

"I know," Harry groaned audibly, slowing his thrusts before speeding them up again. "God you feel good. It's safer for, mmm, both of us if we still appear to hate each other." He groaned again as her felt her inner walls clench again -hard- around his swollen phallus.

"Mm hm. I totally agree"¦with"¦ooooh"¦you"¦oh God"¦" It was at this point in the conversation that the onset of Willow's third orgasm of the morning forcibly broke her sentence. "Harry!" She continued to ride him throughout her climax; his own starting soon after hers had begun. With a satisfied groan, she collapsed on top of her lover, breathing hard.

Harry chuckled, breathing hard himself at the truly excellent orgasm the former redhead had wrought from his now spent body. "Can you imagine what would've happened if we hadn't been fighting?" Harry felt rather than saw the grin that grew on his lovers face.

"We would have done this sooner?" she laughed softly, still having trouble catching her breath.
"Probably," he grinned, mimicking Willow's breathy response.

They lay still on top of her sheets, catching their breaths.

"Tell me about yourself," Willow breathed into Harry's ear as he nuzzled her neck again.

"Excuse me?" he murmured.

"Well, you know all about me obviously, but I know nothing about you beyond what Ginny, Hermione and Molly told me."

Harry grinned into her neck, content at the moment to give her a hicky to remember him by the next day. "Oh really? And what did that include?"

"Just the usual stuff. Stop it Harry. I can't concentrate when you do that to "“oh!- me."

Harry reluctantly removed his lips from her neck and propped himself up, looking down at the goddess that lay next to him. "The usual?"

"You know, boy-who-lived, yadda, yadda, yadda."

"Oh THAT usual stuff. Yes, I can see what you mean. Well how about you take a tour inside my head, only the quick version, not the 8-hour-movie-version."

"Why Mr. Potter, do you have special plans for today?" she ed aed an eyebrow and smiled.

"Why yes, Miss. Emerson. How ever did you know?"

Willow looked pointedly down at the erection that had already formed beneath the sheets, even though they had just finished. "Someone's feeling neglected."

Harry smiled and pulled her closer. "Well it's been a while for us. We've been busy keeping dark wizards from taking over the world. You know"¦."

Willow smirked. "Why yes, Mr. Potter I DO happen to know how that is. I have just the solution for it. Just lie still"¦"¦" And with precision speed, Lucy had moved down his body, taking his length in her mouth. Smiling, she kissed the tip before reaching into her bedside table for something. That something was a magenta-red ribbon that matched the streaks in her hair. With a sigh of happiness, she tied a bow around the base of his shaft tightly before engulfing the length in her hot mouth again, her hand going to squeeze his tightening balls and the other hand settling over the base of his phallus.

Harry was going mad. His groans, ones that had gotten increasingly louder as Lucy continued the most spectacular blowjob he had ever had in his life, were now growing more and more desperate. He wanted -no, needed-to cum. NOW.

"Oh Lucy"¦." He moaned. "Oh my God"¦"

"Would you like to cum HarrWillWillow purred, climbing back on top of him and letting the tip of his penis come to rest in her dripping passage. One of her hands went to the ribbon and pulled slightly. The ribbon loosened.

"Take it off Lucy," Harry growled in need. She grinned playfully and did as he asked, shrieking in laughter as she was flipped onto her back and he thrust ferociously into her. Willow groaned audibly as she felt her uterus clench yet again. She was surprised. She had already cum three times that morning and hadn't expected another orgasm so closely following her last one. Moments later, they both came in a loud rush of pleasure. At that moment, they were both thinking the same thing.

Thank God for silencing charms.