Chapter 149: A Cause for Celebration(Tifa Lockhart from Final Fantasy)

A nervous young woman stood at the edge of the village, her arms crossed. The woman's long dark hair came down to her mid back-point, and her face looked very soft and very beautiful. Brown eyes shimmered in the light, and pouty, round lips were a very prominent part of her body. She wore a short white top which exposed her trim stomach, with a navel showed in prominence. A nice black pair of shorts came down, showing an immense amount of her long, dazzling legs as well. The boots topped off her outfit.

Tifa Lockhart waited for her companion to return. Worry filled the mind of the attractive woman, worry something might have happened to him on his quest. He had a tendency of running into trouble no matter where he went in all of the known realms. Not so much, he sought out trouble, but for trouble stalked him around every corner and caused him great agony.

A flash of light followed, and Tifa turned her attention to the young man exiting from the energy portal. A smile crossed over the face of the beautiful woman when she came face to face with the one and only Harry Potter, who stepped out of the portal. Her eyes followed the progress of the very handsome young man, eagerly when he popped up.

"You have it?" Tifa asked.

"I have it," Harry said. "It took a lot longer to acquire it than I thought I did."

Harry moved towards the base of the tower where she was waiting. The trip was extremely treacherous, but Harry was more than up for it, under any circumstances. He slid a stone out of the bag he balanced over his shoulder. The stone slipped into the base of the tower before him and a flash of light illuminated the area all around them.

"And behold, we have light."

Tifa squealed in excitement and threw her arms around Harry's neck. She pulled him into an amazing, deep kiss. Harry returned the kiss with about as much fury and passion as she gave it. His tongue worked inside of Tifa's mouth and caused her to moan the very second their tongues wrestled for domination.

Harry reached behind her and squeezed the ample backside of the beautiful woman next to him. Tifa gasped when Harry kept working his tongue into her mouth.

The two pulled apart, Tifa's lip slightly swollen and her face red and blotchy from the kiss. Harry moved over and then gave her a light kiss on the side. She took hold of Harry's hair and started to stroke it in response to his actions. Tifa leaned over.

"Why don't we take this to a more private venue?" Tifa suggested. "After all, a hero deserves his reward for a job well done."

The bright lights now coming through the village might be a bit conspicuous, Harry would have to admit that. He held Tifa's waist and the two of them flashed out of there.

Tifa's world spun for a second, and excitement built. They stood in a nice, warm bedroom, with a large bed, which had plenty of room for plenty of fun. She playfully nudged Harry down onto the bed.

Harry grabbed Tifa by the waist and pulled her closer towards him. Her legs pushed down onto Harry's crotch and generated a small amount of heat between the two of them. Harry grabbed Tifa by the back of the head and pulled her into a very passionate kiss.

The sexy brunette woman grinded on Harry's lap, and moved away from his lips. The kissing continued on the side of Harry's neck, and she lightly put her finger into his shirt before working over the buttons. More of Harry's muscular flesh had been revealed. Tifa dove in for an intense kiss, and more powerful, passionate kisses followed when she caught Harry flush on the side of the neck.

Harry reached down to the bare skin revealed on Tifa's lower back, and started to twist his finger around in the small of her back. She bit down on his shoulder, moaning at the pleasure. She pulled back from the kiss, and Harry slowly moved up to grab the underside of her shirt.

A tug of the underside of said shirt revealed two round wonders to the world.

"Beautiful."

Tifa's round breasts were quite gorgeous indeed. Those perfect, pink nipples stuck out, begging to be sucked. Harry leaned in and kissed the side of her gorgeous, elegant neck as well. Harry slowly kissed down on her neck, causing her to moan and grind on his lap.

One large breast stuck out, and Harry grabbed hold of it. His mouth leaned in and wrapped his lips around the beautiful, prominent flesh. He gave it a hard suck and Tifa's eyes glazed over. Harry grabbed onto her breast and suckled the nipple one more time.

"Oh, God," Tifa moaned on the top of her lungs.

Harry just smiled and kept suckling this gorgeous, round, nipple, flicking his tongue with it. Tifa's hardened nub shoved into Harry's mouth and he attacked it with vigor, as much as possible. Tifa closed her eyes the very second Harry went to town on her delicious nipple.

"I have you," Harry said.

Tifa nodded in realization, Harry had her and the feeling was very delightful. She couldn't wait to see what else he would do. He moved his face in between her breasts and started to motor board her. Tifa rocked herself back in delight as Harry went to town on her delicious, sensitive breasts.

Moments passed as Harry indulged himself in Tifa's round wonders. He decided to switch the position and push Tifa back on the bed. He started to plant kisses down her, worshipping her perfect body with kisses, and caresses . She encouraged him to continue. Harry paused at her belly button and kissed her, licking the inside of it. It tasted delightful, but there was one spot a bit further south.

Tifa's loins exploded with lust. Harry rubbing and licking on the flesh of her stomach caused her to explode. She needed something inside of her pussy, in the worst possible way.

"Harry, stop, I need this!" Tifa begged him.

"You need something, but you want me to stop?" Harry asked.

"Please, eat my pussy," she begged him.

Harry's fingernails danced down her ribcage, before they shifted attention to her inner thighs. Harry rubbed the firm flesh as much as possible, and caused Tifa's body to shake underneath his affections. Harry ran his fingers down Tifa's thigh and made her shiver and shake underneath his attack.

"I'll eat your pussy, and more," Harry informed her. "You're mine now, I hope you know that."

"Yes!" Tifa yelled at the top of her lungs.

With these words, Harry slid Tifa's shorts down and revealed her pussy. Her smooth lips glistened out in the light and Harry smiled. He kissed slowly down, reaching the inside of her thighs. He kissed on the right thigh and then the left thigh. He could tell how much Tifa was gushing for Harry to push his tongue inside of her. Soon, all of her dreams would come true.

"My pussy is your reward," Tifa said.

Harry smiled, out of all of the rewards he could receive, this was one he could get on board with accepting. He grabbed onto Tifa's thighs and pushed his tongue into her womanly depths. His tongue pierced her and started to slowly rolling around in her.

Tension and pleasure built up inside of Tifa's being. Harry's tongue offered a few small and subtle teases. Those teases increased, and they became less subtle. Tifa worked her hands through Harry's beautiful black hair, making the messy hair even more messy when time went on.

"Oooh, Harry, yes!" Tifa moaned at the top of her lungs.

Harry gripped her thighs and went down on her pussy. Tifa gripped the side of his head with her long legs, which Harry shifted his hands to.'

"Such a beautiful pussy," Harry hissed inside of her. "I'm going to make it cum again, and again, until I shove my cock inside it and really make your day."

Tifa didn't even know what exactly Harry was doing. His vibrating tongue inside of her pussy felt so good, and it made her all warm and excited. Her hips pushed up to meet Harry's probing tongue. He shifted his tongue as deep inside of Tifa as possible and licked her out something fierce. Tifa groaned underneath Harry's amazing tongue lashing, closing her eyes, and feeling the rush.

Harry constantly bombarded his young lover with orgasm after amazing orgasm. He shifted his tongue inside of her and made her hips push up to meet Harry's mouth. Harry suckled on her womanhood and kissed her on the lower lips, before retracting from her womanhood.

He pulled away from her, and left Tifa to collapse on the bed in a state of pleasure. Harry stood up, and motioned for Tifa to sit up. She did sit up, looking a bit dazed in doing so, but there was a smile locked onto her face.

Harry stood above her, and Tifa reached for his pants on Harry's invitation. She slowly pulled the pants down to his ankles, and followed with his boxer shorts. That large cock stood out and smacked Tifa directly in the face. Harry stood before her.

"I can't wait to have those nice lips wrapped around my cock," Harry said.

Tifa tentatively grabbed the base of his cock, it was so big, she could hardly even hold it in one hand. She wrapped two hands around either side of Harry's cock and started to pump his long length in hand.

"Suck it, suck it like you've never sucked anything before."

Harry's encouragement to service him made Tifa lean forward and wrap her lips around his hard cock to taste it. The feeling of his cock sliding between her lips made Tifa's entire body warm up in delight. She could not wait to have this big thing inside of her, no matter how intimidating it was. Her hands rubbed Harry's hips and moved up to cup his balls. She took his balls in one hand, and the part of his cock she couldn't slid into her mouth.

Warmth surrounded Harry's cock when Tifa pushed it into her mouth. Harry leaned in and slowly worked his manhood into the back of Tifa's throat. His balls slapped the young woman across the chin with each amazing suck and those sucks were very amazing. Harry leaned down and grabbed the back of her head.

"Good, you're a very good cock sucker, Tifa," Harry said. "Even though mine is the first you've ever wrapped your lips around, isn't it?"

Tifa nodded, and the last as well. She couldn't imagine another cock entering her mouth, especially another one as good as Harry's. She brought herself down on the length and swallowed in with an immense feeling. She serviced his cock.

"When you're really good, you get a nice reward," Harry said.

She had a pretty good idea what that reward was going to be. Tifa's eyes closed when sucking on Harry's potent rod. His balls felt very swollen in her hand. Tifa squeezed them and sucked all the way down to the base, forming a tight seal around Harry's mouth.

'She's really getting into this,' Harry commented, closing his eyes. 'And so am I?'

Harry pushed his rod into her mouth and fucked her as hard as possible in the mouth. Tifa wasn't going to just take it in the mouth, she actively and hungrily sucked on his cock. Soft, skilled fingers rubbed Harry's balls from this particular position. Harry groaned when filling Tifa's mouth up with his engorged rod. He slid almost all the way out of her mouth and shoved his rod into it again.

"Ready for your reward now?"

She went into this encounter hoping to reward Harry, and now Harry was going to reward her. Tifa's mouth and throat opened up instinctively for the reward which was going to come.

Constant blasts of warm white fluids spilled inside of Tifa's waiting mouth and gullet. She received most of the cum in her mouth, although she released Harry's cock a bit prematurely, and it splattered her face.

Cum rolled down Tifa's cheeks, and Harry had to say, it was a good look on the beautiful woman. She reached in and rubbed her fingers across her face. Tifa pushed her fingers into her mouth and sucked up the cum, a sexy look in her face.

It made her all too fuckable body stand out, and Harry motioned for her to get in position. Tifa did as she was requested, getting on her hands and knees. Her hips swayed seductively when she moved so her face could reflect out of the mirror.

Harry moved closer towards Tifa on his position. His hard cock pointed towards her entrance.

"Please, I need you in me," Tifa begged him.

Harry decided to feel up her curves first, those breasts were the prime target of his affections. He fondled the round orbs and made Tifa gasp in delight the moment Harry pushed them between his fingers. Then, his fingers moved closer and touched the side of her hips, grabbing her round ass. Harry gripped it hard in hand, released the flesh, with a solid spank.

Tifa's ass jiggled, and Harry moved up against her. Her body warmed up the second his cock lined up with her entrance. The first few inches of Harry's cock slid inside of her.

"OOOH, MORE, PLEASE!" Tifa yelled at the top of her lungs.

She didn't care that this huge rod was splitting the woman in half. It felt so good to have such a generous amount of cock meat inside of her body. Harry held onto her hips, making sure to be an active participate in the game, by running his fingers up Tifa's nubile young body.

Harry pushed his hard cock inside of the woman's cunt, going deeper. Her legs spread as much as possible, those balls springing against her thighs. Harry almost pulled out of Tifa, his cock rubbing against her lips, and Harry pushed his cock inside of her body again. Harry squeezed her ass, and moved into her.

"Yes, yes, mmm, yes, more, more, more!" Tifa chanted.

A true gentleman obliged a lady when she made a passionate request. Harry obliged Tifa by shoving as much cock inside of her body that could fill her. His big balls slapped down on her warm thighs. Harry moved between her legs. He worked Tifa up to one of the best orgasms possible to make sure she really felt the burn her.

Tifa clutched onto the bed sheets, her heart thumping as fast as possible. Pleasure slowly built up inside of her body. Harry brought it out in one solid explosion of bliss. He shoved his cock inside of her and rode out the orgasm all of the way, pushing Tifa down into the bed.

Harry could tell this woman craved excitement along with his cock. He intended to bring both to her. Harry rammed as much of his cock inside of her as possible and filled Tifa all the way up. He grabbed onto her hair and held up Tifa's head to see her face in the mirror. Pleasure screamed onto the eyes of the woman.

The first orgasm was very intense, the second one built on it. Tifa's nerve endings sang with pleasure, and she thought this much pleasure should be illegal. Every now and then, Harry reminded her of the girth of his balls by slapping them down on Tifa's warm thighs. Harry pushed his rod deeper inside of the woman.

"I can feel you're getting so close," Harry said.

Tifa nibbled on Harry's fingers when they reached up to caress her jaw. Harry took his other hand and held onto one of her hips. He rammed his rod inside of Tifa, filling her up to the brim.

She got close. Slowly the need for release ebbed. Harry slowed down, and Tifa tried to grip him, passionately, trying to encourage his cock inside of her for another release. Harry pushed his rod inside of her and filled her body up completely with his rod.

Then, the dam of pleasure broke. Tifa's warm thighs closed down onto Harry and exploded around his rod. Harry pushed his way into Tifa, and worked his rod into her thighs with a rapid fire degree of thrusts. Tifa grabbed onto the bed, and threw her head back, passionately screaming.

The look on Tifa's face in the mirror only encouraged Harry to drive himself in as deep as possible into Tifa's wet pussy. Harry worked his rod into the gorgeous girl underneath him, with thrusts getting deeper, more prominent, quicker, and he went deeper inside of her. His balls sized up, and were about ready to unleash their load inside of Tia.

"One more time."

Harry mapped out a course of all of the pleasure points on Tifa's body and made sure to strike them. He slammed his cock into her, and felt the reward of her orgasm. Harry pumped inside of her, working his cock inside of her.

Tifa hoped, preyed, Harry would cum to her. She was too busy enjoying a fit of pleasure to vocalize this want though. And too busy enjoying Harry's balls slapping against her womanhood at a high speed.

This latest orgasm was so intense, Tifa didn't feel her legs for a moment. Harry jolted feeling back into her legs by burying his cock into her and just leading her down the tracks to the next orgasm train. Constant miniature ones shot through her body. Tifa dripped with sweat when Harry worked her over.

He took his reward, and then a little bit extra for credit.

"Oh, I can't hold back much longer," Harry said. "Your pussy feels so good, so sweet, I just have to cum in it."

Tifa clenched Harry at the thought of him filling up her womb with his potent seed. This hero would fill her up with so much life bringing fluid, he could knock up an entire village full of women. Her orgasm reached a fever peak, with Harry burying himself at a constant rate inside of her.

One more thrust pushed Harry over the edge. He held onto Tifa's hair to slam his cock inside of her body. Her moans of pleasure spurred Harry on and spurred him to empty his balls into the womb of the young woman underneath him. The great feeling of release followed. Harry rapidly drained his balls inside of the womb of this gorgeous woman underneath him.

Tifa closed her eyes. The warm fluids entered her body, each blast resulted in a minor tremor easing up her very being. When Harry finished dumping the motherload of cum inside of her, she came one more time, and then collapsed on the bed.

Harry pulled out of Tifa and left her like he left most women. Drooling, spent, and pussy dripping with cum; Harry would have to say that was a reward and a half.

End.