Angelina Johnson Pt. 4

Hours later, they're still going at it. Harry has fucked her in every hole by this point, not just her mouth. Even now, she's bouncing up and down on his cock as he sits back on the couch. Facing away from him, Angelina rides the young, well-built wizard with all her heart. Even though he's throat-fucked her and plowed her ass and railed her cunt, he STILL hasn't cum.

Angelina on the other hand, has orgasmed around his cock again and again and again. As she moans wantonly, she does so right then and there once more, bouncing up and down on his lap even as she speaks breathlessly.

"You're not… I won't lose to your H-Harry. I can feel it. I know, mmm, I know you're close!"

Her pussy juices make the passage of his dick up into her tightening cunt all the slicker, while Harry snorts derisively at her boastful attitude. He reaches up from behind her and grabs her massive ebony tits with both hands, mauling them for the umpteenth time in the last few hours, as Angelina moans all the louder for it. When he answers her, his words come out in a growl.

"You know… the Captain's Office is the perfect place to get some exercise done."

Angelina blinks dumbly at that, not sure what he's getting at. She's covered in sweat by this point, giving it her all as she has been for the last few hours. The endless fucking has taken its toll on her, but she's SURE that it's done the same to Harry as well. How could it not have? She's just as strong as he is, n-no she's stronger!

Still, the most the Nubian Goddess can muster in response to that at this point is a short, one-word answer.

"Huh?"

Harry's chuckle fills Angelina's tired mind with a sense of foreboding as he abruptly stands up, his hands sliding under her dark thighs and lifting her with him, still impaled on his massive dick as she is.

"I thought, since we're here, I might build up a bit of a sweat while you're having your fun. You know, get a work-out in."

Angelina still has no idea what he's talking about. Then she sees it, the contraptions she'd all but ignored when she'd first arrived in the Captain's Office at the start of all this. Harry had brought in what appeared to be muggle workout equipment once he'd become Quidditch Captain, and that was where he went now. Angelina could only stare in confusion as the beefy stud of a wizard got onto an incline bench, using his magic to summon and add weights while at the same time lifting her up off his cock and spinning her around.

The beautiful dark-skinned witch finds herself facing him again as she watches him add more and more weight. His magic caresses her like it's a number of extra appendages, even as his real hands and arms finally leave her body, moving to the barbell as he slowly begins to lift it up. Angelina can see the numbers on the sides of the weights he's adding from where she's positioned, and she can't help but be impressed as he lifts more and more, seemingly without issue.

Abruptly, the Chaser realizes she's bouncing up and down on his cock again, almost instinctively without even knowing it this time around. She pants as she presses her hands to Harry's chest, watching his muscles flex, counting the weight as he adds more and more after every few lifts. Its… its undeniably hot, even for the witch who had no idea what muggle exercise equipment even looked like.

There was magic after all, and there were plenty of spells that handled athletic training just fine without one needing physical equipment. But Angelina had to admit that it was extremely hot, watching Harry work out with the real thing. She barely even notices when she begins to lick at his face, throat and chest. Beads of sweat finally begins to show on Harry's gorgeous, masculine body, and Angelina can't help but go for them all, like some kind of perverse game.

The buxom Chaser, voluptuous and toned at the same time, a complete contradiction, moans wantonly as she nuzzles Harry's pecs and rides him all the more frantically. She's already lost this little challenge between the two of them, but she has no idea… not yet anyways. It's when Harry, still lifting the barbell up and down, uses his magic to slap her against one of her massive, firm butt cheeks, that Angelina begins to get an inkling of the truth.

"Cum."

That single word, combined with the slap across her ass, sends Angelina through another orgasm. The explosiveness of this release is more than anything she's ever felt before, and the dark-skinned witch howls and shrieks as she shakes and spasms across Harry's body, her pussy walls tightening around his length even as he thrusts up into her from below. She'd thought if she was on top, she couldn't be on bottom… but Harry is introducing the gorgeous, exhausted Chaser to the concept of a 'power bottom' first hand in that moment as he fucks her harder and harder.

"Fuck me Harry, fuck me, fuck me fuck meeee!!! Put that big, fat cock deep inside my tight little cunny! Yes, yes, YESSSSSSS!!!"

Angelina shrieks and babbles and moans wantonly as Harry does just that. The whole thing repeats, with him lifting the heavy weights high over his head, even as he fucks her. His magic comes down on her ass over and over again, and soon enough he's not even having to give her a verbal command. She cums every single time he grunts, his magic stinging her fat, firm behind.

As time goes on, Angelina grows more worshipful of the massive hunky studly man before her. Harry is more than just a man though. He's more than just a wizard. And Angelina whines as she realizes that she doesn't want Harry to cum inside of her so she can win some sort of competition… no, she NEEDS him to cum inside of her, so she can FINALLY feel fulfilled.

Panting heavily, it takes every ounce of Angelina's concentration to lift her head up and look into Harry's beautiful green eyes. He stares back at her, his gaze like that of a ruler looking down on a peasant. She's never felt smaller, but she gets the words she wants to say out anyways, slowly but surely.

"Please… I'm… I'm sorry. I was w-wrong. I need, ooh, I need it… I g-give up… you w-win Harry. Please… please cum. Please fill me with your seed. P-Pump my womb full. PLEA-Mmph!"

Harry cuts her off by dropping the barbell behind his head, one of his hands coming up and grabbing her by the chin. He kisses Angelina deeply, and this time the dark-skinned witch just takes it, barely even resisting as he thoroughly dominates her mouth with his tongue. It's the best thing she's ever felt, this sensation of just letting go and giving up control to the powerful wizard who's so effortlessly enthralled her.

Well, it's the best thing she's ever felt until Harry lets go of her chin and seizes her by the hips. A moment later and he's impaling her womb on his cock, thrusting up into her deeper than ever before. His release starts a second after that, and Angelina's eyes go wide as he blows a load so big that her muscular six pack ends up bloating outwards, making her look pregnant as he cums more and more and more.

His seed pumps into her right up until he pulls out, and then Angelina is left laying back on the small rest at the bottom of the incline bench as Harry stands, still cumming. His seed paints her face and her tits and she cums even harder than before, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Angelina instinctively swallows every drop that lands between her plump, open lips, even as she can feel the exhaustion overtaking her.

It's quickly becoming impossible to keep her eyes open, as sleep tries to claim her. She's managed her goal, even if it took giving up the competition to achieve it. His seed fills her womb and paints her ebony body, and all the Nubian Goddess can do is lay there, subservient before her new God. Harry looks down at her and chuckles, even as she smiles up at him rather deliriously.

"I'm thinking the next round will be on the Pitch."

Those are the last words Angelina hears before she finally succumbs to the darkness encroaching on her vision. And they fill the beautiful witch with a sense of perverse anticipation.

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With Angelina unconscious, Harry lifts the bodacious babe off the incline bench, and casually impales her back on his still-hard cock. Breaking the sexy amazon had been quite the endeavor… but worth every moment. Grinning wickedly, Harry holds Angelina's passed out body against his chest, even as he walks out of the Captain's Office, bouncing her up and down on his dick every step of the way.

Arriving back in the Locker Room shows that his girls have been quite busy indeed. Both Alicia and Katie are tied up thoroughly by this point, and from the looks of things, Hermione and Daphne got the drop on the two of them with some cleverly casted magic. Stepping back into the Locker Room, Harry conjures up a chair more comfortable than the benches that both Katie and Alicia are restrained to, settling down into it as he watches the show with some amusement.

Of course, his arrival causes the fun to stop momentarily, as everyone looks to him and Angelina's passed out form. Katie and Alicia both have O-ring gags in their mouth, but their wide-eyed surprise is enough to show their feelings. Lavender, Hermione, and Daphne on the other hand have wicked, knowing grins on their faces. Hermione says what they're all thinking, snickering pointedly.

"Sexy Amazon got her ass OWNED by our Harry!"

Harry chuckles, even as the brunette witch turns back to Alicia and Katie.

"See? This! This is what we're talking about! THIS is what you have to look forward to!"

From the looks of things, Alicia isn't paying much attention to Hermione's words. In fact, the dark-skinned witch is straining against her binds, desperately trying to wrap her lips around one of Lavender's thick, suckable nipples as the blonde bimbo giggles and sways them back and forth just out of reach. It's obvious that the three 'cheerleaders' have been keeping their bouncing breasts out of reach of the whining, whimpering Chaser for a while now.

Meanwhile, Katie is riding Daphne's digits as the Slytherin Princess finger-blasts her right then and there with a vindictive sort of glee. Hermione harrumphs upon realizing that neither woman is paying her any mind, and she grabs Lavender by the hand, pulling her back for a moment and whispering in the blonde's ear, much to Alicia's whiney dismay.

Eventually, the two 'Gryffindor Cheerleaders' pull back and stand side by side. Then, right before the rest of the Locker Room's eyes, they bounce and jump up and down in near-perfect unison, shouting out a cheer right then and there.

"Harry, Harry, he's our man! If he can't fuck 'em, no one can!"

Katie giggles and then moans when Daphne growls and attacks her all the more viciously, even adding her mouth to one of Katie's tits. It's clear the Slytherin isn't happy that she wasn't invited, but to be fair, she WAS the 'Captain' of the rival team's nonexistent cheer team. Meanwhile, Katie is just glad that Harry's happy. As his 'big sis' she's quite content to watch when he eventually puts Angelina aside, allowing Hermione to tie the beautiful witch up in the same way Katie and Alicia were restrained, even as Harry moved towards Daphne.

She's also quite happy to be the solid surface upon which Daphne is bent over when Harry starts to fuck the dark-haired Slytherin senseless. It's good for morale to have the rival team's 'cheerleader captain' taking a dicking after all. Katie's happy for her Captain and the young man she's watched grow up all these years. He's become a TOTAL hunk.

And honestly… she can't wait for what comes next. Angelina had her turn after all. Hermione, Lavender, and Daphne would probably get some sort of reward for handling Katie and Alicia for the last few hours… but soon, soon it would be THEIR turn. And as much as she tried to put on a brave front, Katie knew that Alicia was in the same boat as her at this point.

They were going to get fucked. Harry was going to take that big, hard, throbbing dick he'd broken Angelina with, and he was going to use it on both of them.

Katie just couldn't wait.

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