Blackmail

A/N: I really am sorry about the wait as I have had a lot of stuff going on in my life, my computer died so I can only use the family computer and I'm nervous about writing this kind of stuff on there. I also can not write this stuff if anyone is home, school has been a nightmare this semester and i had some personal issues that gave me almost no time to even think much less write. Anyways enough of my bitching.

This chapter is all porn and no plot (like anyone here will mind)

this story will be updated when i can so if i go months without updating, i haven't abandoned this story i just can't work on it.

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After the encounter on her birthday, Harry was a lot more open to doing things with her; he often came to her room at nights, which lead to many mutual orgasms for them both.

As it was, the days passed quickly and soon enough it was the second to last night of the summer holydays, she had to think of some way to continue her activities with Harry without being caught. But that was for another time; she watched her clock strike one o’clock and right on time came the two knocks that signified Harry’s entrance.

He opened the door, walked in, and closed it without making any noise. “Hey” he said, as she moved to sit up, putting her rather smutty book, which one of her friends sent by owl as a gag gift, down on the nightstand. “Hi” she greeted him back as he moved closer to her. Ginny thought it was about time, she was really aroused by reading that book, and she wanted to save her orgasm for Harry.

Harry meanwhile had taken off his pajamas and boxers letting his cock, which she had became quite accustomed to, spring to attention. She really needed relief badly, with the constant practice he had been having; he was now lasting longer than ever.

She had taken up the practice of removing her knickers when she first went to bed.
She was starting to get an idea. “Harry, I was thinking that maybe we should try something a little different tonight.” She started, “instead of getting each other off one at a time, why don’t we try it at the same time?”

Harry looked confused, she continued with her thought, standing up she said, “lay on the bed, I’ll show you.” He shot her a weird look and did so.

Removing her nightdress, she climbed on top of with her mouth to his cock and his mouth to her quim. She heard Harry make a sound of recognition, before pulling her hips down and going to work. She lowered her mouth down on his cock while moving her hand to fondle his balls.

Harry started slow like he always did, while she went all out, one hand stoking him slowly while she sucked on the part she could. Using her tongue she focused on the head, flicking around the slit which she knew drove him wild. She felt the vibrations from his groan, as he plunged his mouth on her sex to avoid making too much noise.

Unknown to Harry she had been practicing with various things trying to get more into her mouth without triggering her gag reflex. She decided now was the time to try it, she wanted to make him come hard tonight as it might be while before she could do so again.

Getting a deep breath she removed her mouth, Harry gave another groan muffled by his actions on her, she had to do this quick before Harry made it impossible for her to concentrate.

She could feel her pleasure building so she had to act, gathering her breath and her nerves; she brought her mouth down on his cock. She took it to her confront level then past it, she kept going until she could feel it touching the back of her throat, breathing through her nose (which she had also gotten better at) almost reaching to where the base was covered by his pubic hair.

Leveling her head back to let the head point down her throat, she started to suck while moving her tongue around him. Harry meanwhile had almost stopped his actions on her, she heard him gasp and say something but was too busy to hear what it was.

She felt his ball begin to tighten, surely he wouldn’t come already? She was getting close to her orgasm, but was not quite there yet; she wriggled her hips down on his face trying to get the message across.

He did seem to get the message, though his balls remained tight, as though he could come any second. He redoubled his efforts with his tongue while rubbing her clit.

They kept this up for a little bit before Harry added a finger in with his tongue and moved said finger in a come hither motion that set something off deep inside her.

This was different than her other orgasms, deeper and much stronger, she spasmed and tried not to choke on his cock in her mouth which began to pulse and she faintly heard him moan and try to say something.

Recovering from her pleasure she was able to quickly point the head of him down her throat and just as she did he came.

And come he did, harder than she had ever felt him before, it was lucky that she had pointed him down her throat because if she hadn’t she would have choked by now. She didn’t know how long it lasted but he eventually stopped coming, and she got off him, her face flushed.

Harry was still panting on her bed, the evidence of her orgasm on his face finally he spoke “Merlin that was amazing, where did you learn to do that?”

She blushed, and answered “bananas, and I could say the same to you.”

He also blushed, one that could make a Weasley proud. “Sirius sent me a book.”

Her head spun; surely he hadn’t told Sirius what she and Harry were doing?

He must have sensed her discomfort “No, I didn’t tell him about this, he said that if I was anything like my father I’d need it soon.”

Relief flooded her, and she replied “I want to see this book.”

Looking at the clock that read 2:00, Harry left after cleaning off his face leaving a very satisfied Weasley behind.