Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Three – The Burrow

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Story Codes: mf, nc-cons, inc, magic

Harry and Ron couldn’t stop smiling, even after the unfortunate and grisly attack the previous night by a group of Death Eaters. The Quidditch match had gone so well, with Ireland beating Bulgaria, and Krum catching the snitch. The unwarranted attack by a group of death eaters and the subsequent Dark Mark blemished the experience to a degree, but only minimally for Ron, who was still dreaming about Narcissa Malfoy’s sweet pussy. The entire Weasley family, along with Harry and Hermione, had returned however, in the early hours of the morning. They were exhausted and ready for bed as they made their way to their respective rooms and went to sleep. Ron let Harry take his bed while he slept on the floor, as Harry was the guest.

the video call

Talking from time to time daisy had flirted with clint numerous times. Clint had flirted back as well. They knew they shouldn’t as they were both married. But forbidden desires always spurned intense conversations. Daisy was exceptionally horny for clint all the time as her love life needed a bit more spice than she was getting from her spouse at the time. Clint would flirt back feeding into her fantasy and giving her a bit of a tease from time to time. Her pussy ached at the sight of his pictures. Pushing her to flirt more than the line should be. It spurned her to flirt more though. Clint seemed to enjoy they attention.

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Two – The Top Box

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Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mF, cream pie, first, magic, mc, preg

Harry Potter had discovered the book of his dreams, the Spellbook of Desires, which was chalk full of spells and potions all aimed at satisfying the user’s needs. In the case of Harry and his best friend Ron Weasley; Hermione and any other girl that twinges their fancy were now fair game. Harry knew that his fourth year at Hogwarts would be his most interesting year by far. Presently, Harry, Hermione and almost all of the Weasleys were situated at a large campground in anticipation of the Quidditch match of the century. Harry and Hermione had been invited along with the Weasley family to watch the finals of the Quidditch World Cup in the top box of the brand new Championship Quidditch stadium. The best part of the event so far however, was the purchase and subsequent use of a rather peculiar spellbook; a book which satisfied the reader’s every sexual desire. In the case of both Harry and Ron, that definitely would mean Hermione, but by happenstance, Harry had used a potion on Ron’s younger and very attractive sister, who was currently sleeping off the sexual exploits Harry and her had taken part in.

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter One – Camping

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Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, first, grope, magic, mc,

Harry was having the best time of his life; he was with the people he cared about the most, and he was at the event of the year; the Quidditch World Cup. Harry, Hermione, and most of the Weasley family had just arrived at the campground, and Harry already knew it was going to be a match that he’d never forget.

Mr. Weasley had just asked Harry, Hermione and Ron to go and fetch some water for their tent. As they made their way through the mass of exotic tents and people, Harry was stopped by an odd looking salesman. The salesman wasn’t even trying to blend into the muggle environment; his appearance was way over the top; flashy orange and yellow clothing, topped off with a bright neon green top hat.

[MF] [Rom] [teasing] [edging] Special Anniversary Day [Part 1]

It’s your anniversary night, you’ve been telling her for weeks that you had a super special present for her that would involve the entire day and night. You’ve dropped hints since you first thought of it that it’s sexual, mentioning your present during sex and play time, but she has no clue what it could actually be, at all. This makes her both a bit trepidatious but also incredibly curious as to what her beloved Nick has in mind as a huge surprise for her.

You wake up before she does, and you’re excited you did. You can tell she is still deeply asleep which is perfect. You very carefully begin to tease her, the lightest touches on her skin possible. As things get slightly more intense she starts to stir and move, even starting to moan in her sleep. But what finally wakes her up is the sharp tingling she feels as your fingers spread her slightly and your warm, wet tongue flicks across her clit and her eyes flutter awake as her eyes roll back slightly in her head, you feel her pussy contract as you slide your fingers into her and she moans loudly, lightly grasping your head and running her fingers through your hair.

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret part 27

Linda was riding her fantasy, thinking about her maiden dildo fuck with Sheryl, and how all her cousins stepped up to ram her with their strap ons after Sheryl had fucked her to orgasm. Mmmm, that had been one of the best nights of her life, and with Chloe’s horny girlfriends here to service her, she was really gathering steam.

She knew that they had been having hot lesbian sex, she’d spied on them several times when they thought she wasn’t around. Watching them in a lesbian daisy chain made Linda hot and eager, and she always finger fucked herself, cumming hard as she watched the sleek bodies wirthing in orgasmic ecstasy.

Her orgasm in the here and know was coming for her, she felt Alexa, perched on her mouth, start to shiver, a second later, Alexa’s cunt obliged, warm squirts of girl cum start to flood her mouth and paint her face. Mmmmm, a face full of girl cum all for her.

The way that Maddie was swabbing at Linda’s asshole, while Taylor went for Linda’s cunt took her cresting, and she shrieked as she exploded, her cunt pouring out a flood of juices for Taylor’s tongue.

My Sexual Fantasy

I’ve been having this fantasy a lot lately. I know I would never be able to live it out, but I would still like to tell someone, even if it is just some strangers on reddit. This is how I picture it happening.

My boyfriend [26m] and I [21f] decide to have a night out and we go to a club together. I love to party, I love to drink, and I love to have fun. After a few drinks, I tend to get a little touchy.

There, I meet this woman. She tells me her name but I am too drunk to remember. I flirt with her, and she is taking it well. She leads me to the dance floor and we dance like we are the only two people there. I completely forget about my boyfriend at this point.

As I am dancing with the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, she pulls me in and sticks her tongue in my mouth. I kiss her back, massaging her tongue with mine. I feel her hands tangled in my hair as I reach behind her to grab her ass. My hands explore her perfect body as we continue making out, and I soon find my hand up her skirt. I pull her thong aside and start massaging her wet pussy with my fingers. She breaks the kiss and grabs on to my neck and quietly let’s out a moan in my ear.

thoughts about a boy

I want to hate you.

I want to hate you so bad because it will make it easier to not like you anymore.

I wish I hated you.

But I don’t.

I like you so so much.

I love you.

And I think about you every day.

Every hour, every minute, every second

My mind is always filled with thoughts of you.

Loving you, hating you, fucking you

It’s all just you.

And god do I want to fuck you.

I want to fuck you nice and slow, letting you feel every inch of my strapon. Slowly working you closer and closer to the edge as I hold you tight. I want to make you feel how much I love you because saying it is not enough. I want you to be on your back, so I can see all the gorgeous faces you make for me. I want to lean down close so I can hear all your beautiful moans right in my ear. I want to kiss you all over and leave hickies everywhere so you’re always reminded of how much I love you.

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The milf opposite (mf)

She’s at it again. I can see straight in her window. We both live alone, but nearly every night she teases her pussy, fingers circling her clit. I have to watch. I don’t know why she doesn’t close her curtains but I’m not complaining. It’s a show, and I love it. Her hard nipples, the way she pinches them. The way her back arches before she cums hard. This goes on for weeks. She’s a curvy brunette with perfect D sized breasts and curvy waist line. Her hard nipples like erasers when she’s aroused. Her pussy tight and waxed.

One morning I find a note on my doormat. “I know you know. <Mobile number> Elaine X.” She knows I’ve been watching? Or someone else does? I text the number. “Hello?” Minutes pass. A reply “I know you like watching. Maybe I like you watching me.” Maybe this is wind up by someone else. Maybe Elaine is the naughty milf. “How do I know it’s you I’m talking to?” I press send. “You’ll find out tonight”.

How to fix an tantrum {M/F} {Interracial} {Wife} {Degrading} {Possible TW} {Beginner}

Before I start, constructive criticism is always welcomed – especially since I’m a beginner. Anyways I hope you enjoy!
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Layla and Max was a newly married couple that lived in a fairly old cottage home on the border regions or the famous Sardinia. The outlook on the life outside the home windows were impressive to the eye and held a beautiful time that was accepted at anytime and any day. Layla and Max were new residents of Italy itself, so there would be much exploring to do between the pair.

As the days grew and the more exploring they did, there wasn’t really a time to actually spend time. More than often they’d end their nights in arguments due to the stress of the day and lack of sleep. It wasn’t the exploring that was stressful. It was the constant judgement and wondering lustful gazes of others eyes and unsettling comments. It was expecting but still hit them a little hard.

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