Birthday Present

Birthday Present II Harry heard the lock snick on Dawn’s door. “Alone at last,” she said as she turned and stepped toward him. “Now we’re going to have to find a way to entertain ourselves.” Her arms went around him. “Er…I don’t think that’s going to be a problem,” said Harry. His pants were already starting to feel uncomfortably tight as he pulled her closer for a kiss. He felt the pressure of her body, slowly pushing him backwards across the room, until the backs of his legs hit the side of her bed. She gave him another shove, which made him fall back to sit on the bed. Dawn climbed onto him, straddling his hips, pressing herself against the bulge in his pants. Her fingers moved to the buttons of his shirt, slowly unfastening them, one by one as she kissed him. Her mouth moved down, onto his neck, and from there to his chest. He felt her lips and her tongue sliding over his skin, moving down to his nipples. He ran his fingers through her silky hair, gently holding her against him. She nipped and sucked on each of his nipples while she slid herself down off his legs, and knelt on the floor in front of him. Her fingers had reached the bottom button of his shirt. They released it, and she pulled his shirt all the way open. Dawn broke off kissing his chest to move her mouth back up to his. Her tongue was in his mouth while she pushed his shirt back off his shoulders, and down off his arms. She broke off the kiss. Her mouth returned to his chest, and moved down while one of her hands pushed against his cock through his pants. Harry let out a groan. Dawn grinned up at him. She took hold of his belt with her teeth and tried to pull it open. She couldn’t manage to get it all the way undone: the tine kept getting caught in the holes. She giggled. “Screw this!” She grabbed at his belt with her hands. “I thought that was the idea!” said Harry. “Cocky, aren’t you?” asked Dawn as she unzipped his trousers. “Well, yeah.” With the pressure from his pants relieved, his cock stood out plainly, tenting his underwear. Dawn giggled as she realized what they had said. She pushed Harry back until he was supporting himself by his elbows on her bed. She pulled his shoes off his feet, and then grabbed the waistband of his pants and yanked them down his legs, along with his underwear. Her eyes locked on his penis. “Hmm, nice!” Her hand went around it. “Oh, Dawn!” groaned Harry as she slowly stroked him. Her hand moved up along the length of his shaft, and her thumb flipped across his glans, which was slick with his pre-cum. She slid her hand back down to its base, squeezing him tightly. She kept her hand moving slowly up and down his penis, with her eyes moving back and forth between it and his face. It felt incredible. Something about her hand felt way better than his own. Maybe it was the way he never knew exactly what she would do next: how hard she would squeeze, how quickly she would move. He closed his eyes, and just let the sensations pulse through him. Her motion changed. She kept her hand squeezing tightly around the base of his cock, and twisted around his circumference. He felt something new: the warmth of her breath, brushing over him. Oh Merlin, was she going to— Harry opened his eyes in time to see Dawn’s tongue brush the bottom of his glans, and move up across its tip. She was looking up at his face through her lashes as she did it, and she had a smile on her face. “Ummm, salty!” she said, and she licked him again. Harry’d had fantasies like this. He was tempted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming, but no dream had ever been this intense—and if he was dreaming, he didn’t want to wake up from it. He watched Dawn lick her lips, moistening them before she brought them down against him in a gentle kiss. Dawn kissed a trail down his cock to his balls, and then licked her way back up to its head. Harry couldn’t believe how good that felt. He watched her pull back for a bit, lick her lips again, and then her mouth came back down, placing another kiss onto the tip of his glans. Her lips parted, and she sucked the head of his penis into her mouth. “Oh Merlin!” gasped Harry. Dawn made a humming noise as her hand tightened around him, and pumped up and down. Harry felt her tongue circling around his glans a few times before she drew him deeper into her mouth. Harry closed his eyes and groaned as her mouth moved farther down him. Dawn suddenly pulled back, coughing. “Oh, sorry, that was too much.” “No!” Harry sat up and reached out to stroke her hair. “Merlin no! Don’t be sorry. You don’t have to do this, if you don’t want to.” “I do want to,” said Dawn. “I’ve been thinking about doing this all day! Ever since our shower.” She punctuated her sentences by strokes of her hand up and down the full length of his cock, now slick from her saliva. “I just rushed into the deep throat part too quickly.” He mouth went back around him. Harry didn’t argue. He let himself fall back onto the bed, revelling in the feel of Dawn’s hand and mouth, both of which started to move faster, up and down, and twisting around. Soon he couldn’t think of anything at all, but how she was making him feel. He was so close… He was going to come any second now… No! He shouldn’t do that into her mouth! “Dawn…I’m gonna…I’m gonna…” She didn’t stop. If anything she sucked harder on his cock, drawing him deeper into her mouth while her hand pumped his shaft. Harry tried to pull himself away, but she held him firmly. He wanted to hold it back, but he couldn’t. “Oh Dawn!” he groaned, as his cock exploded. He convulsed again and again, and all the time Dawn kept sucking on him. He could feel her swallowing, until his convulsions stopped. Still, she kept sucking. Harry lay gasping on the bed. He could feel his heart beating in his chest. His cock softened and shrank, which Dawn treated as an opportunity to pull more of it into her mouth. He slowly regained control of his limbs, and sat up. Dawn pulled herself away from his cock, and grinned up at him. “How was that?” she asked. “That was amazing, stupendous…” Harry placed his hands on her cheeks, and lifted her up toward him. “…mind-blowing, incredible…” He kissed her. “…marvellous, spectacular…” He kissed her again, this time with his tongue going into her mouth…she tasted different now. He knew that it was his semen on her tongue. He’d never considered what it tasted like, the thought would have seemed gross to him before now, but coming from her, like this, it seemed right. Dawn broke the contact between their mouths. “You’re sounding like you swallowed a thesaurus.” “I’m going to need one to learn all the words I can use to describe you.” Harry’s arms went around her. He rolled her over onto her bed, and lay on top of her. “Astonishing, magnificent…” His hands slid up under her t-shirt, to take hold of her breasts, just the right size for his hands to cup. Her nipples felt like pebbles as he rubbed his thumbs over them. He kissed her mouth, her chin, her throat. He pushed her shirt up, uncovering her breasts. He moved his mouth down to them. “Breathtaking.” He sucked her left nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, teasing it with his tongue. He pulled himself back. “Phenomenal.” His mouth came back down to her right breast, tasting it, has he had the left. Harry pushed himself up onto his knees, kneeling between her legs. His hands went down to the button at the top of her jeans, releasing it, and then unzipping her fly. He lifted her legs, and pulled off her shoes and socks before going back to grab hold of her pants, and pull them down her legs. “Remarkable, terrific.” He sat back on his heels, and just looked at her for a moment. “Beautiful, glorious, wondrous.” He lifted her foot up to his mouth, and kissed it. “Miraculous, sensational, awesome, fantastic.” He placed a new kiss between each word, working his way up to her ankle, calf, knee, thigh. He pressed his face in between her legs, and licked her sex. “Delicious.” Harry stopped trying to find new words to describe her. He applied all of his attention to her wonderful pussy. He pressed his tongue as deeply into her as he could, and wiggled it, making her gasp. He licked up to her clit and gave it a thorough tongue lashing. Dawn’s hands grabbed at his hair, holding him in place, and her thighs squeezed his head between them. Harry lost himself in her taste and smell, the feel of her skin, the sound of her moans. He moved his mouth back and forth between the entrance to her vagina, and her clit, keeping his tongue busy, probing and licking. He could feel her body tensing, every muscle straining. He closed his mouth over her clit, sucking and licking, and slid two fingers into her pussy. He pumped them quickly, in time with the lashing his tongue was giving her clit, and with her cries of “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Dawn’s pussy clenched around his fingers, and her whole body shuddered, again, and again while she let out an incoherent wail. And then she went limp. Her legs released their hold on his head, and she lay on her bed, gasping for air. Harry removed his fingers from her pussy, and licked them clean, savouring the taste of her. He gently licked her sex, cleaning it too. He started to crawl slowly up along her body, licking, kissing, stroking her with his hands, tasting her sweat. He moved up between her breasts, until he came to Dawn’s t-shirt, which was bunched up under her arms. He took hold of it, and pulled it up over her head. He bent back down to kiss her breasts. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and his hard cock slid across her slit. She rocked her hips, rubbing her clit against the underside of his penis. They both groaned. Harry pushed himself up until he was kneeling between Dawn’s legs. He looked down at her, naked on her bed. “You are so beautiful.” “You’re not so bad yourself,” said Dawn. Her legs tightened around him, pulling herself up to his cock. She rotated her hips, rubbing herself against him. “Oh yeah!” Harry took hold her her hips, lifting them higher, until the tip of his cock pressed against the entrance to her vagina. He pressed forward as he lowered her back down. His cock sank into her. “Oh god!” gasped Dawn as he filled her. She arched her back as he withdrew, and thrust again. “Oh Harry!” Dawn kept moving her hips as he thrust into her, adjusting the angle, as if she was searching for something. It didn’t take long for her to find it. “Oh yes! Right there! Like that!” Dawn felt so good around him. He held her hips as they moved together. Her shoulders were lying back on her bed, with her hips elevated. He watched her below him, and saw her hands come up to squeeze her breasts. Her fingers pinched her nipples. Harry closed his eyes and listened to her gasps. Dawn’s gasps for breath grew louder, in time with his thrusts. He could feel her tensing again, coming close to a new orgasm. He moved one of his hands, taking it from her hip, and sliding it down over her belly until his thumb reached her clit. She clenched around him. “Oh Harry!” she gasped. Her hips bucked against him. Oh Merlin that felt so good! He was moments from coming himself, and thrust harder into her. “Ungh!” Harry let himself go as he felt her coming. Their pelvic thrusts were perfectly synchronized as they spasmed together. Harry bent forward, lowering Dawn’s hips back down onto her bed. His hands slid up along her body to her breasts, lifting her nipples up to meet his mouth. He kissed and licked both of them before he licked his way up across her chest, her throat, her chin. Their lips met, and then their tongues. They kissed each other deeply, his tongue going nearly as far into her mouth as his penis was still sheathed by her vagina. Her tongue pressed back, penetrating into his mouth. They lay there together. His flaccid cock was still inside her, her legs were wrapped around him. His hands held her breasts. Her arms held him close. Their lips were joined while their tongues tasted each other. It seemed like an eternity, and no time at all, before Dawn tilted her head, pressing her forehead against his to force their mouths apart. “Oh god Harry! This just keeps getting better!” Harry grinned, and his hips seemed to move of their own volition against her. “Hmm…practice makes perfect.” He felt her legs tighten around him. “Oh yeah!” His cock wasn’t cooperating though. The movement of Dawn’s hips caused him to slip free from her. He still ground his hips against hers, rubbing his cock against her clit, and making her moan. His hands squeezed her tits, and his thumbs rubbed over her nipples. Dawn lowered one of her legs, and they rolled together onto their sides. Harry put an arm around her, and pulled her closer. The motion of their hands became caresses, gently stroking each other’s skin. They lay together like that for a long time, enjoying the closeness of one another. Their hands explored each other’s flesh. Their mouths tasted one another. Harry pulled back a bit from Dawn. “Roll over,” he told her. “What?” Harry’s hand circled her breast. “I’ve been paying so much attention to your front side…” His hand moved around to pat her ass. “I want to spend some on your backside.” Dawn grinned at him before she rolled onto her stomach. “Okay.” “Hmm…” Harry brushed her hair away from her shoulders, a few strands at a time. He loved the feel of it. Once it was uncovered, he caressed the nape of her neck with his lips. He moved downward along her spine, enjoying her soft smooth skin, his hands caressing her ribs, her waist, her ass. His tongue licked the small of her back as his hands stroked her buttocks. Dawn sighed when his hand slid down between her legs and his fingers teased the lips of her sex as his mouth kissed her ass. She moaned in frustration when he pulled his fingers away from her, and his mouth continued down along her thigh. Dawn giggled when he licked the back of her knee. He kept moving down, along her calf, to her heel. She giggled again, and kicked when he licked the sole of her foot. “That tickles!” Harry grabbed her leg to hold it still, and licked her sole again. Dawn tried to kick, but he held her firmly. He started to work his way upward, along her other leg, licking across her heel, up her calf, the back of her knee, her thigh… Dawn’s legs spread apart, and Harry could see the pink slash of her pussy nestled among the dark curls of her pubic hair. He licked along the crease where her thigh joined her ass, and his fingers reached down between her legs, to run across that slit. Dawn sighed as his fingers caressed the lips of her sex. He thrust two of them into her, feeling the moist warmth of her pussy around them, while another finger brushed across her clit. Dawn moaned as he pressed against it. Harry kept fingering Dawn while his mouth moved up across her back. He rubbed his hardening cock against her thigh, and then her buttock. He pulled his body away from hers, still keeping his fingers in her pussy, and rose up onto his knees. He gently pulled up with his fingers. “Come here,” he told her. “Alright.” Harry could hear Dawn’s smile in her voice. She lifted herself up onto her hands and knees on her bed. She arched her back, lifting her ass higher into the air. Harry bent down, and licked at his fingers as they kept pumping into her pussy, tasting her sweetness on them. He removed his fingers and delved into her with his tongue. Then he pulled away, and moved himself up behind her. He guided his cock toward her opening, and slowly pushed into her. Dawn started to move her hips, pushing herself onto him, and pulling back. Harry’s hips moved in time with hers. He held her hips in his hands, pulling her onto him. “Mmm, that’s good!” said Dawn. “Yeah?” Harry leaned forward, wrapping himself around her, pressing his chest against her back. His hands reached around to hold her breasts. “How’s this?” He pinched the pebbles of her nipples. “Even better! Oh yeah!” Harry felt Dawn’s hand reaching down between her legs and gently wrapping around his balls. “Oh Dawn!” He pumped harder into her. “Oh!” cried Dawn. “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Harry felt her fingers leave his balls. They pressed briefly against the base of his cock before they left it too. He moved a hand down, sliding it across her stomach, down through her pubic hair, where it met with hers. Their fingers intertwined, both of them rubbing at her clit. “Oh Harry! Ahhhh!” Harry felt her coming. He was so close himself. “Oh Dawn!” He spasmed, driving his cock harder into her. The force of his thrust pushed her forward, and down onto her mattress. He rode her down, his hips pounding against her ass as he came into her. They lay still for a moment, until Harry slid himself off her. He kept himself pressed against her side, and held her. Dawn rolled herself in his arms, and kissed him. Harry could feel both of their hearts still pounding as he held her. He pulled back a bit so he could look at her sweat streaked face. “You are so beautiful.” Dawn’s hand brushed his hair away from his forehead. “So are you.” “No I’m not,” said Harry. “I’ve got messy hair, and an ugly scar.” “I like your hair,” said Dawn, “and your scar isn’t ugly. You want to talk about ugly scars…” Dawn took his hand, and moved it down to some barely visible lines that ran diagonally down her side. “…I’ve got these.” “I think they’re beautiful,” said Harry, as his fingers traced over them. “They’re part of what makes you, you.” Dawn traced his scar with her finger. “Same goes for this one.” She sat up to take a look along his whole body. “Got any more interesting scars?” “Nope, just got the one.” “I guess I’ll have to settle for examining other points of interest.” Dawn ran her fingers over his cock. “Hmmm, this feels promising. I’ll have to take a closer look.” She turned herself around, and lay back down beside him. “Very interesting.” She licked him. “Tasty too!” Dawn’s pussy was right in front of his face, and she had her top leg raised, in an obvious invitation. Harry ran his fingers around her vulva, examining its folds and nooks, and crannies. He pulled himself closer, and licked her. “Delicious,” he told her. They lay together, running their lips and tongues over each others’ genitals. This wasn’t about getting each other off, this time. It was simply a shared intimacy. A gentle cleaning of each other’s sex. Dawn turned herself back around, and re-nestled herself in Harry’s arms. Harry kissed her: long, and slow, and deep. They lay together in her bed, cuddling together, enjoying the warmth of each other’s body, but Harry soon found that the parts of his body that weren’t touching Dawn’s were feeling cold. They had both worked up a pretty good sweat, and now that it was drying, he was feeling chilled. He imagined that she was too, but he didn’t want to break contact with her, or put on any clothes. It seemed that Dawn was thinking along similar lines. “Harry, what do you say to us moving this to my bathtub?” “I say that sounds like a capital idea.” Dawn had a large, cast-iron tub with a reclined back, that rested on four stubby legs in her bathroom. It had taken several minutes for it to fill with hot water: time that Harry and Dawn had spent gently scrubbing each others’ bodies with soapy hands and wash-cloths. Dawn let it fill to its overflow drain, before she reached around Harry to shut off the taps. Then she leaned back, letting the water wash up between her breasts, while she held Harry between her legs. She wiggled her hips a bit, settling herself down with her sex pressing against his. He felt his cock stir, a bit, but it refused to come erect. He wasn’t ready yet. He had lost count of how many times he had come, since Dawn had first come to him in his bed the night before. Harry wished that he’d kept his glasses, so he could see her properly. She was looking a little blurry, but he didn’t need to see her to let his hands move slowly over her skin. He started out at her hips, and slowly slid them up her sides, and then in to her breasts. He leaned forward and lifted them to his mouth so he could kiss and lick at them. He didn’t care if they did taste a bit soapy. The way Dawn purred when he sucked on a nipple was more than enough compensation. He straightened up, and his hands slid back down across her stomach to her thighs. He ran a hand around under her leg, lifting it up to bring her knee into range of his mouth. He kissed it, and slowly lifted her leg farther, running his lips and tongue down her shin, pausing briefly at her ankle, along the instep of her foot, to her toes. He closed his eyes, sucked her big toe into his mouth, and ran his tongue around it, tasting the tang from the soapy water. Harry felt Dawn’s hips start to move again, slowly grinding herself against him, as his mouth moved from toe to toe, licking and sucking on each in turn. He moved his left hand down to find the nub of her clitoris, and discovered that her fingers were already there. He moved his fingers farther down, and slowly inserted one into her. Dawn moaned softly, and Harry opened his eyes to watch her. Even blurry, he loved seeing her like this, writhing in the water. She arched her back as he slowly inserted another finger. He rubbed them against Her inner flesh. He felt an interruption in the smoothness of her vagina walls, a raised area with a bumpy texture. Dawn twitched and whimpered when his finger pressed against it. He quickly pulled it away. “Oh no!” said Dawn. “Do that again!” “This?” Harry pressed his fingers over that spot again. “Oh yeah! Oh God yeah!” Harry flexed his fingers, watching Dawn building toward a new release. He placed his thumb over the fingers that she was rubbing her clit with, using their motion to control the rhythm of his fingers inside her. Dawn’s voice started a new ululation in time with their fingers, slowly rising in pitch and volume. “OOOoooo­OOO­oooo­OOO­oooo­OOO­oooo­OOOO­ooo­OOO­oooOOO!” It became a scream as she bucked against his hand, and he felt her vagina clenching around his fingers. Water sloshed out of the tub, and splashed onto the floor. Dawn settled back down into the water with a final moan. “Oh Harry, you have amazing fingers,” she gasped. “You bring out the best in them.” Harry leaned forward to kiss her, and his cock, which had hardened while he watched her, slid over her fingers, where they still rested on her clit. Dawn moved her hand, to close her fingers around him, and stroke him slowly while they kissed. Harry’s arms went around her, holding her tightly, pulling her with him as he sat up again. He lifted her up and Dawn’s fingers guided the tip of his penis to the entrance to her vagina. He groaned, and she sighed, as he lowered her down onto herself. They stayed motionless for a time, still holding each other, and kissing: Harry feeling Dawn all around him, her arms and her legs around his body, and her inner flesh, around his cock. It all felt so good. Dawn started to slowly rock her hips, setting up a pattern of waves in the tub. She broke off the kiss, and pulled her face back a few inches from his, far enough that they could focus on each others’ eyes. Harry could see an expression of intense concentration on her face as she clenched herself around him. Harry tightened his hold around Dawn’s ribs, slowly raising and lowering her, watching her face as she moved on him. There was an intensity about her, all of her attention was focused on him: watching his face; her body reacting instantly to the slightest change in his expression; wringing all the sensation from him. She brought him to the brink of a new orgasm, and held him there, denying his release. It was a most exquisite form of torture. Harry wanted it to last forever, and to end instantly. He didn’t know how long it lasted. It might have been seconds, it might have been minutes before he broke. He pulled Dawn down hard onto his cock and buried his face in the hollow of her neck as he shuddered and groaned. The sensation in his cock was indescribable. Dawn’s pussy was clenching him so tightly that it seemed like he couldn’t come. A pleasure so intense that it hurt. It couldn’t last; something had to give. He lifted Dawn in his arms, and she relaxed her hold on him. His cock exploded into her. Harry pulled her back down, driving himself deep into her. He lifted, and let her drop again, and again as his essence pumped into her, until he was spent. Harry stayed motionless for several seconds. He didn’t think he could move. He wouldn’t even have been able to stay upright if Dawn wasn’t holding him. “Oh Dawn…” He pulled himself away from her neck, and looked at her face again, saw her smiling at him. “…I love you.” Her face lit up, and she hugged him tighter to her. “Oh Harry! I love you too!” He kissed her gently, a light caress of his lips across hers. They stayed together, holding each other, gently stroking each other’s skin while the bath water cooled around them. Harry was starting to think that they’d have to do something about the cooling water, when he heard the crack! of someone apparating. Harry tensed, and looked around for something…anything that he could use to cover himself and Dawn, but there was nothing nearby. Nothing he could grab without exposing himself, and Dawn, to the full view of whoever and intruded on them. It took him a little while to notice that he couldn’t see anyone…at least not until he looked down, below the rim of the bathtub. He saw Winky in her blue blouse and and skirt, standing in the puddle on the bathroom floor, her head bowed, holding her hands over her eyes. “Ah…Winky…what are you doing here?” asked Dawn. Winky didn’t look up, or uncover her eyes. “Pardon my interruption Miss Dawn, and Mr. Harry, but Miss Buffy told me to ‘tell those two it’s time to stop their sexcapades, and come to dinner now!’” “Oh, ah, right!” said Harry. “You can go tell Buffy that her message has been delivered,” said Dawn. “We’ll be down in a few minutes.” Winky nodded her head vigourously, still not uncovering her eyes. “Yes Miss Dawn!” She vanished with another crack! Dawn relaxed her hold on Harry, and let out an exasperated sigh. “Doesn’t anyone in this house ever knock?”