HARRY POTTER: Witchcraft and Devilry

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Rias shrieked, her whole body convulsing like she was being tortured.

Her massive tits jiggled as her whole body shook, and she squirted all over him, drenching his face. Her fluids ran down his chin onto the bed below, and Harry finally pulled back after the second, even stronger climax began to wind down. Rubbing his jaw, he grabbed his wand and quickly dried the bed.

"What...what...what?" Rias tried to ask as she panted for breath, seemingly unable to form complete sentences just yet.

"Parseltongue," Harry replied, figuring that was what she was trying to ask. "I can talk to snakes, and my tongue vibrates when I do. I figured it would feel good."

"Good...doesn't even begin...to describe that," Rias panted, her body continuing to twitch occasionally.

"I'm just glad that I finally found a use for it," Harry said, enjoying the sight of his buxom lover's flushed body. He owed Luna a great deal for this alone.

"Lie down on the bed," Rias said. "I would normally have insisted on having my first time be on my back, but with your dick being that big, I should probably be on top, at least at first.

Having no problem with that, Harry laid down next to her, and she embraced him immediately, kissing him deeply. As their tongues entwined and began to duel for dominance, it occurred to Harry that Rias was tasking herself on his lips and tongue and found the idea hot. She'd already spoken of sleeping with another woman, but it still made the idea more real for him. He cupped her breasts with his hands as she moved to straddle him, sinking his fingers into the soft flesh and groaning at how much he already loved them.

They hung so high on her chest for their size and were so impossibly firm. Harry wondered how long they'd stay that way, knowing, as he did from Luna's book, that devils could live for millenia and look youthful throughout their lives. As he felt the soft, warm, fleshy orbs, he wondered how it would feel to bury his cock between them. He knew she wouldn't say yes, even if she was willing to try it, being too focused on losing her virginity, but hoped that he might get another chance to ask.

"Alright," Rias said as she lined herself up with his cock. "This is it."

She still sounded apprehensive, and he caressed her arm softly, giving her a reassuring smile.

"Just go as slowly as you need to," Harry said.

"I'll probably be fine," Rias said. "I'm as wet as I physically can be and as a devil, I'm probably just built for this. You're just a lot to take in. Pun not actually intended."

Harry sat up and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her tenderly. Rias smiled at him and lowered herself down. The both of them gasped as he slipped inside her. Rias was so surprised at the ease of the penetration that she slipped and took the rest of him in one long slide.

"Oh fuck!" she cried.

She felt unbelievably good, beyond Harry's and possibly all mortal comprehension. She was so hot, so wet, and so fucking tight that Harry was blown away immediately. If he had had any experience at all, he would have known that the way that her perfect pussy was sucking him in wasn't normal by human standards, and he might have been able to withstand it for more than a moment. As it was, all he could do was bury his face in her neck and groan as he came, filling her with rope after rope of his cum. He collapsed back, taking her with him, and wished that he could curl into a ball or, better yet, climb into a hole in the ground and never come back up. He had cum the second he was buried inside her, and he didn't know if he had ever felt like more of a loser.

"It's okay," Rias said, raking her nails gently along his scalp. "It was your first time, and you endured a hell of a lot of buildup before I put you inside me, not to mention that you made me cum harder than I have in my entire life with that magic tongue of yours. You have nothing to be ashamed of."

Her words did make him feel better, and he began to stroke her back with his hands, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin under his fingertips. He kept his eyes closed, just enjoying the feeling of relief and satisfaction that flooded his body. As he continued running his hands over Rias, however, he realized that he could almost see her in his mind, not as though he was imagining her, but as though he truly could see her. More than that, he could sense her body in a way that he didn't quite understand, feeling spots that he knew would be very sensitive to stimulation, as well as spots that were tense. Bringing his hands up to her shoulders, he started prodding the tense spots there and was quickly rewarded with sighs of pleasure.

"Ah, that feels good," Rias moaned as she felt the tension in her shoulders melt away under his simple touch.

Harry opened his eyes and looked down at her, realizing that he could almost see that he had managed to completely relax her slightly tight muscles. He also realized then that he had never softened inside her and flipped her onto her back.

"Ah!" Rias gasped, looking up at him in surprise.

"I know I've technically taken your virginity, but I think I should actually fuck you too," Harry said, grinning.

"If you think you can," Rias said challengingly, a grin on her face as well.