The Secret Diary of Harry Potter
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
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Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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24,825
Reviews:
9
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First Serious Wet Dream
Disclaimer::Forgot this earlier! I own absolutely nothing. I just love taking advantage of these characters, and playing with them how I see fit. :)::::::;
Chapter Three:: First Serious Wet Dream
Lily and James had to grab some items from the kitchens before sitting down to read into their fathers head and thougths. As there were blanks of paper on the next page, there were also small things written. Lily and James were stunned to see that the words would be read aloud by their fathers own voice.
Lily and James were ready for anything. Or so they thought... As they opened to the first blank page, they were sucked in, luckily their snacks went with them.
They were standing in the middle of a tiny bedroom. Lily and James glanced around them, as they snacked on a chocolate frog a piece. The room was dusty and small. The bed that was a poor excuse for one, was to the side near a window, and near that window stood an owl cage. They recognized the white owl inside of it to be Hedwigs.
It was late at night, the two could tell. There was complete silence except for snores. “What are we doing here?” whispered Lily to James.
James was about to respond when a voice sounded, “That’s a good question.” said a light voice. It seemed to have echoed.
“I’d ask what you were doing here, but I think I can guess. You’ve found my diary, and now you are poking through my adventures. Hope you keep your mouth shut and have fun.” he said for starters.
Lily and James looked at each other in shock, as they stared around them.
“Yes this is my poor excuse for a room.” said Harry for starters. “You may think this has no signifigence to my thoughts, desires, and fantasies, but this is where it all started. I was eleven and a half, when I discovered thougths and wild fantasies of myself and other people. As I get older you’ll find out just how wild these fantasies were and how they ended up in reality. Now, lets get to the more interesting parts...” the voice died, and Lily and James seemed to be moving forward in a swirl of color.
They appeared in the familiar area of the burrow appeared.
Lily and James were stunned, when they heard chatter and talk. The two entered the familiar kitchen.
“Things never change do they?” asked Lily, as she snagged some double butter-pecan popcorn from her brother, who sat on the edge of a end table. He left room for his sister who slid on as well. The Weasley’s were all around the table. All were Weasley’s except one. There dad was sitting next to Ron, his black hair as messy as ever, and his yes as livid as James and Lily’s.
“Man he looks like you James! No wonder you got cute.” squealed Lily.
“He’s a little thinner than I am though.” murmured James.
“Remember his family?” Lily scowled, she had met the Dursleys’ once in her life. She was six, and her dad nearly hexed them to death.
James nodded, “Yeah I remember. No wonder he stuffs us with food.” murmured James, who had no problem with being stuffed with food.
“Mummy! Have you seen my jumper!” squealed a red head bounding down the steps.
Lily’s eyes widen, “Mum?” she stood, and walked over to Ginny, who looked identical except Lily’s hair was a darker red.
“Wow! Uncanny.” murmured James. She then squealed, when Harry said hello to her, and high-tailed it out of the room.
Harry arched an eyebrow and looked Ginny’s way as if he did something, “Er.. w.. what did I do?” he asked, staring at the stairs where, Lily and James’s mother had been.
“That’s my little sister Ginny. She’s been talking about you all summer! Really annoying...”
Harry just looked around, and a smile secretly curled on his lips, as everyone went back to their food talking and laughing.
“You are probably wondering, why I placed this in... well this young girl who is now my wife... she was my first true sexual fantasy, believe it or not. She is young here, but in my dreams there was nothing to young about it. I had to sit and think of what triggered the memory, and it came to me. Dear Ginny, had been obviously smitten with me, why at the time I didn’t know. But, everytime she got around me she’d be a bit clutzy, which I found quite attractive. Her elbow went into some butter, and that’s where the dream came from. To give you a full example of my first ever extremely wet dream... hold yourself, because, it made me have an accident in my sleep.
“Oh no!” responded Lily and James, as they stared at each other, when they were yanked forward, suddenly.
Lily and James weren’t prepared for what they were about to witness. And when they stopped, they were staring at a garden made of butter, and out of nowhere, Ginny, who wasn’t eleven in this dream, was giggling as she stripped off her clothes, and fell straight into the butter. Her whole body got slippery, and her nipples were hard, and errect.
James groaned, as he crossed his legs, No he can NOT think of his mother like this. He berated himself, as he watched helpless, as his mother giggled, and moved through the slick butter.
Lily was just standing there in shock, her eyes widen, she watched her mother move her hand over her breasts, that in this dream were quite big and nice. She was giggling as she fingered her nipples, and raised her breast up to her mouth and licked it. She then slid on her back and spread her legs, giving the twins and eyeful of her snatch.
James was trying to hide his eyes, covering his glasses with his hands, but he felt his cock throbbing as he watched this and supressed a whimper, as he pulled his clothes tighter around him, to keep Lily from seeing this.
Ginny just giggled, as she showed her buttery snatch. It was dripping wet, and her fingers pursued her shaved snatch vigorously.
James was finding it hard to breath, as he watched through his fingers, the naughty slippery act going on.
Lily found herself, a bit enticed, but quickly threw it off, as nothing. She could tell, by not even looking at James, that he was fighting his demons. Was it a crime to look at your own parents in a sexual sense? Surely it was...
Giggles escaped Ginny’s mouth, as she slid her fingers between her feminine snatch lips. She then gasped, and whimpered daintily, before turning over showing her slippery ass. The butter dripped between her ass cheeks, causing James to fully turn around. He couldn’t stand getting hard like this. He faught his demons, as he heard whimpering and moaning, and the squishy sounds of butter being splashed through.
James gulped and dared himself to turn around, and seen his mother, as laying in it her red locks mixed with yellow due to the dripping butter coming out of it. James closed his eyes, “Merlins Balls!” He hissed.
“Having trouble there James?” teased Lily.
James twitched and shuddered every so often, “This is not right!” murmured James, his voice was hoarse, and he felt as if he was going to have a mess right on himself.
Lily bit her lip as she watched the scene before her, “M.. maybe its OK to imagine if you don’t act out. Maybe... what dad said on the front of his book is right.. its better to fantasy than try to forbid yourself... makes it worse.”
James grumbled with himself, as he adjusted his robes, to hide his errection. Luckily robes were a merlin-send, for the sixteen-year-old bag of hormones.
The end of the dream soon faded, and James was breathing deeply, “Thank the merlins.” he said, staring up above and shaking his head. His face was flushed, several splashes of red.
A voice suddenly came from nowhere, “You can imagine that when I woke up, I was a mess, and I was breathing very heavily. Luckily, it was the wee hours of the night, and I had time to do some changing.
Lily and James were in a dark room now, with bright orange wall paper. James was breathing as he let himself loose the errection. Finally, he thought to himself, just as he heard a gasp, and panting when a stirring motion made one twelve-year-old Harry awake, his eyes widen and he winced, and flinched.
Lily and James could see him, he was breathing deeply and staring around him, and then under the covers.
His eyes widen, “Oh merlin.” He murmured to himself, before he got up to do some changing. The scene soon changed... Lily and James braced themselves for what was next... they could only imagine.
Hello, do you think you could review, and tell me how this story is going? I know I need to revise my stuff. I will as soon as I get more chapters. I find writing chapters funner than beta reading.
Chapter Three:: First Serious Wet Dream
Lily and James had to grab some items from the kitchens before sitting down to read into their fathers head and thougths. As there were blanks of paper on the next page, there were also small things written. Lily and James were stunned to see that the words would be read aloud by their fathers own voice.
Lily and James were ready for anything. Or so they thought... As they opened to the first blank page, they were sucked in, luckily their snacks went with them.
They were standing in the middle of a tiny bedroom. Lily and James glanced around them, as they snacked on a chocolate frog a piece. The room was dusty and small. The bed that was a poor excuse for one, was to the side near a window, and near that window stood an owl cage. They recognized the white owl inside of it to be Hedwigs.
It was late at night, the two could tell. There was complete silence except for snores. “What are we doing here?” whispered Lily to James.
James was about to respond when a voice sounded, “That’s a good question.” said a light voice. It seemed to have echoed.
“I’d ask what you were doing here, but I think I can guess. You’ve found my diary, and now you are poking through my adventures. Hope you keep your mouth shut and have fun.” he said for starters.
Lily and James looked at each other in shock, as they stared around them.
“Yes this is my poor excuse for a room.” said Harry for starters. “You may think this has no signifigence to my thoughts, desires, and fantasies, but this is where it all started. I was eleven and a half, when I discovered thougths and wild fantasies of myself and other people. As I get older you’ll find out just how wild these fantasies were and how they ended up in reality. Now, lets get to the more interesting parts...” the voice died, and Lily and James seemed to be moving forward in a swirl of color.
They appeared in the familiar area of the burrow appeared.
Lily and James were stunned, when they heard chatter and talk. The two entered the familiar kitchen.
“Things never change do they?” asked Lily, as she snagged some double butter-pecan popcorn from her brother, who sat on the edge of a end table. He left room for his sister who slid on as well. The Weasley’s were all around the table. All were Weasley’s except one. There dad was sitting next to Ron, his black hair as messy as ever, and his yes as livid as James and Lily’s.
“Man he looks like you James! No wonder you got cute.” squealed Lily.
“He’s a little thinner than I am though.” murmured James.
“Remember his family?” Lily scowled, she had met the Dursleys’ once in her life. She was six, and her dad nearly hexed them to death.
James nodded, “Yeah I remember. No wonder he stuffs us with food.” murmured James, who had no problem with being stuffed with food.
“Mummy! Have you seen my jumper!” squealed a red head bounding down the steps.
Lily’s eyes widen, “Mum?” she stood, and walked over to Ginny, who looked identical except Lily’s hair was a darker red.
“Wow! Uncanny.” murmured James. She then squealed, when Harry said hello to her, and high-tailed it out of the room.
Harry arched an eyebrow and looked Ginny’s way as if he did something, “Er.. w.. what did I do?” he asked, staring at the stairs where, Lily and James’s mother had been.
“That’s my little sister Ginny. She’s been talking about you all summer! Really annoying...”
Harry just looked around, and a smile secretly curled on his lips, as everyone went back to their food talking and laughing.
“You are probably wondering, why I placed this in... well this young girl who is now my wife... she was my first true sexual fantasy, believe it or not. She is young here, but in my dreams there was nothing to young about it. I had to sit and think of what triggered the memory, and it came to me. Dear Ginny, had been obviously smitten with me, why at the time I didn’t know. But, everytime she got around me she’d be a bit clutzy, which I found quite attractive. Her elbow went into some butter, and that’s where the dream came from. To give you a full example of my first ever extremely wet dream... hold yourself, because, it made me have an accident in my sleep.
“Oh no!” responded Lily and James, as they stared at each other, when they were yanked forward, suddenly.
Lily and James weren’t prepared for what they were about to witness. And when they stopped, they were staring at a garden made of butter, and out of nowhere, Ginny, who wasn’t eleven in this dream, was giggling as she stripped off her clothes, and fell straight into the butter. Her whole body got slippery, and her nipples were hard, and errect.
James groaned, as he crossed his legs, No he can NOT think of his mother like this. He berated himself, as he watched helpless, as his mother giggled, and moved through the slick butter.
Lily was just standing there in shock, her eyes widen, she watched her mother move her hand over her breasts, that in this dream were quite big and nice. She was giggling as she fingered her nipples, and raised her breast up to her mouth and licked it. She then slid on her back and spread her legs, giving the twins and eyeful of her snatch.
James was trying to hide his eyes, covering his glasses with his hands, but he felt his cock throbbing as he watched this and supressed a whimper, as he pulled his clothes tighter around him, to keep Lily from seeing this.
Ginny just giggled, as she showed her buttery snatch. It was dripping wet, and her fingers pursued her shaved snatch vigorously.
James was finding it hard to breath, as he watched through his fingers, the naughty slippery act going on.
Lily found herself, a bit enticed, but quickly threw it off, as nothing. She could tell, by not even looking at James, that he was fighting his demons. Was it a crime to look at your own parents in a sexual sense? Surely it was...
Giggles escaped Ginny’s mouth, as she slid her fingers between her feminine snatch lips. She then gasped, and whimpered daintily, before turning over showing her slippery ass. The butter dripped between her ass cheeks, causing James to fully turn around. He couldn’t stand getting hard like this. He faught his demons, as he heard whimpering and moaning, and the squishy sounds of butter being splashed through.
James gulped and dared himself to turn around, and seen his mother, as laying in it her red locks mixed with yellow due to the dripping butter coming out of it. James closed his eyes, “Merlins Balls!” He hissed.
“Having trouble there James?” teased Lily.
James twitched and shuddered every so often, “This is not right!” murmured James, his voice was hoarse, and he felt as if he was going to have a mess right on himself.
Lily bit her lip as she watched the scene before her, “M.. maybe its OK to imagine if you don’t act out. Maybe... what dad said on the front of his book is right.. its better to fantasy than try to forbid yourself... makes it worse.”
James grumbled with himself, as he adjusted his robes, to hide his errection. Luckily robes were a merlin-send, for the sixteen-year-old bag of hormones.
The end of the dream soon faded, and James was breathing deeply, “Thank the merlins.” he said, staring up above and shaking his head. His face was flushed, several splashes of red.
A voice suddenly came from nowhere, “You can imagine that when I woke up, I was a mess, and I was breathing very heavily. Luckily, it was the wee hours of the night, and I had time to do some changing.
Lily and James were in a dark room now, with bright orange wall paper. James was breathing as he let himself loose the errection. Finally, he thought to himself, just as he heard a gasp, and panting when a stirring motion made one twelve-year-old Harry awake, his eyes widen and he winced, and flinched.
Lily and James could see him, he was breathing deeply and staring around him, and then under the covers.
His eyes widen, “Oh merlin.” He murmured to himself, before he got up to do some changing. The scene soon changed... Lily and James braced themselves for what was next... they could only imagine.
Hello, do you think you could review, and tell me how this story is going? I know I need to revise my stuff. I will as soon as I get more chapters. I find writing chapters funner than beta reading.