Chapter 56

Harry was aware that he could have just plunged inside, but where was the fun in that. He pulled back from the kiss, releasing her wrists as a trail of saliva hung between their tongues for a single moment the water washed it off.

Hannah leaned forward reflexively, her lips parted open, begging for Harry to make contact, but lacked the courage to cover the distance herself. A few seconds passed before she realized he was not intending to repeat the earlier dance, her heavily lidded eyes snapping open in shock and fear.

"On second thought," Harry said with a chuckle as he pulled back, cutting the contact between their bodies, but kept his hands on her waist. "Maybe you were right earlier. We shouldn't do it, right?"

Hannah's whimper was simply a masterpiece.

"Right?" Harry repeated, temping her to answer even as his smirk widened, enjoying the power over her as she trembled in anticipation, but somehow, still too shy to actually answer.

Hannah avoided his gaze, looking at the floor, her trembling making her bosom jiggle titillatingly, enough to actually Harry reconsider the idea of teasing her. He might have lost himself to the temptation if it wasn't for the fun times in the morning, marked with the assistance of Fleur — as well as Tonks, Hermione, and Ginny — he might have actually surrendered himself to temptation.

Instead, he waited in amusement, caressing her skin gently in the process, for her to gather her courage to speak. Or at least, make eye contact.

And it actually took her a couple minutes for her to do so. Luckily, Harry had an amazing view to kill the time, until Hannah finally surrendered to her growing desire, her lips parting. "Please," she gasped, her gaze still on the floor.

"Please, what?" Harry said, not bothering to hide his chuckle even as he dragged his finger high, caressing the underside of her breast before climbing up from the great valley between her tits, before stopping at her neck. Hannah blinked at the intensity of her own reaction, her body trembling once more.

"Please," she murmured.

"Oh, honey, if you can't tell me what you want, you have to actually show it to me," Harry said.

"How?" Hannah murmured.

"Simple," Harry said as he dragged his finger over her lips gently. "You have to use your lips. Either tell me what you want, or wrap those beauties around what you want." His expectation was to tease her until she surrendered and revealed her desires, which was why it had been surprising for her to fall to her knees with almost no delay rather than actually whispering what she wanted.

Too quickly, even, Harry thought as she grabbed his thighs and moved her head forward, her tits still jiggling with the sudden movement. Maybe he had just given her one of the options she was desiring in the first place.

Not that it was a problem for him, he thought as he grunted while Hannah pushed forward, slowly devouring his shaft with a slow yet determined manner, yet somehow reflecting her desire and arousal much better than her shy words ever could. Maybe it was her inexperience, maybe she had a hidden horniness spectacular enough to match Susan's endless desire, but regardless, she treated the girth between her lips with a worshipful attitude.

"Wow, is every Hufflepuff a hidden slut, or did you just want to check whether it was real by your lips?" Harry asked with a chuckle.

Hannah gasped, but when she tried to pull back, Harry grabbed her head, preventing her from pulling back. She quickly abandoned her actions, returning to her task of swallowing his length.

"No need to answer. Just keep those pouty lips wrapped around the girth and see how far down you can get." He chuckled. "I doubt you can take all of it, but maybe halfway down? Though, I'm sure you'll fail to swallow as much as Susan."

As he said so, he was ready to reach into her mind to enhance her desire, but Hannah reacted much quicker than he expected. Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared, signaling that she had accepted the challenge immediately.

Maybe it was her arousal, or maybe she was fed up being compared to her redheaded busty friend and come up short — though her own shyness and her preference toward looser clothing were mainly responsible for that rather than anything Susan did as far as he could tell — regardless, she pushed forward.

And what a spectacular push it was, her competitiveness and arousal destroying any sense of rationality she might possess, making her devour more and more of his length every second despite the gags she couldn't prevent.

"Not bad, but Susan could do it faster," Harry said with a chuckle.

That triggered her to move even faster, her hands tightening on his hips to push forward. A gag prevented her from being successful, so she pulled back slightly to try again… and again… and again.

"Wow, it's not a waste that Hufflepuff's are known for their hard work," Harry said mockingly as he grabbed her beautiful brown hair, not to push her forward but just to enjoy her pacing more. The gorgeous beauty bobbed her head repeatedly like there was no tomorrow, her shyness forgotten.

However, as time passed, he started to curl her hair around his hand, adding slight pressure to help her. Such an enthusiastic display earned its reward, after all. She showed no resistance to his touch, not even he started to increase the pressure, helping her to go down deeper and deeper.

Eventually, the tip pressed against her throat hard, causing her to gag once more.

Harry decided it was time to take control. Hannah's initiative was a nice surprise, but ultimately, her inexperience prevented it from becoming a spectacular service. And when he pushed her back until she was pressed against the ceramic walls of the shower, perfectly stabilized, Harry was ready to enjoy the treatment.

"Tap to my leg twice if you want to surrender and accept you're worse than Susan," Harry said before pushing forward, invading her tight throat. She gagged and choked, but the tap Harry expected didn't arrive. She even pulled her hands away, as if she was trying to make sure she didn't give the message accidentally.

That continued even as his considerable length disappeared into her throat and swallowed the full length, her nostrils flaring desperately. She might be struggling, but she was not defeated.

"Damn, maybe I should visit Hufflepuff common room more, if every demure beauty is this ready to swallow my cock," Harry said as he focused on his work, making her gag and gasp, ruining her poor throat in the process.

Harry groaned as well, his pleasure getting thicker and thicker as he enjoyed the obedient deep-throating service of Hufflepuff, the desire radiating off her making it even more delicious. Intimidating a shy beauty like Hannah was easy, therefore boring. Tapping into the pleasure she had hidden in her depths due to her shyness without any serious magical intervention, on the other hand, was much more fun.

She pressed her palms to the wall to get strength, still avoiding his body to make sure she didn't mistakenly call for a stop, showing her commitment.

Which was why, she was totally shocked when he pulled back, leaving her gagging and gasping, but unsatisfied. "Well, I have shown you how to do it," Harry said mockingly. "Why don't you be a good student and show me just how well you learned."

Hannah looked at him incredulously as he left the shower and conjured a chair for himself, but that incredulity didn't prevent her from quickly crawling to him, on all fours, not even bothering to stand up.

Though, considering the way her body was trembling, he doubted that she was capable of standing in the first place.

She stood on her knees in front of him, her hands on her thigh — though, amusingly, still avoiding eye contact — as she took a deep breath, before pushing her head forward. It took a generous dash of saliva and tears, but she didn't waste much time before her lips managed to kiss the base of his cock. She pressed her head down, burying his shaft into the depths of her throat, keeping it there for a few seconds before pulling back…

Only to follow up with a rapid return, her head bobbing aggressively, her throat appearing and disappearing around his girth.

Ironically, only then did she manage to raise her gaze to catch his eyes, shyness battling with victory.

"Wow, I must say I'm impressed," Harry said as he grabbed her head once more, assisting her head. She closed her eyes, the courage she managed to gather quickly to disappear, but that earned a warning. "No, I like the expression of those brown treasures. Keep looking into my eyes," he ordered.

She managed to repeat her achievement much more easily once she received an order, pleasure dancing in their depths as Harry pushed and pulled her head repeatedly, her moans echoing beautifully.

"Very good, my little Hufflepuff. You're doing much better than Susan did in her first time," Harry said, enjoying the way guilt suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Guilt, but also a sense of victory.

"Such a naughty girl," Harry said, but didn't say anything else. He had already played with her enough.

It was time to finish their little interlude.

He tightened his grasp on her head before pulling her down violently, fucking her skull with an aggressiveness that cut any chance of her breathing. Her gags mixed into her moans and his grunts, while she grabbed his thighs in the hopes of maintaining some sense of control.

Her entire body trembled and jolted, her tits pressing against his legs. He treated her like a one-time use slut, but she just accepted it obediently.

"What a nice discovery," Harry said with a chuckle as he increased the speed even further, which finally broke through her resistance, the climax hitting her with the full speed of a rabid dragon.

She trembled and moaned, her throat tightening hard, enough to send him to the other side of the experience. He exploded into her throat, giving her the reward she had been working the whole time, coating her throat with his seed even as he kept her in place, until the flow weakened.

Only then did he let her pull away. Gagging and choking, Hannah collapsed on the floor, her face covered with tears, her lips covered with his cum.

However, there was no hint on her face that suggested she didn't enjoy every little second of the experience.

"A good start," Harry said with a chuckle. "Are you ready for the real event? Or should I leave you and visit Susan instead?"

"Don't go," she managed to say between her coughs, letting his smile in anticipation widen even more.

The surprise visit was getting better and better.