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Her annual Father's Day weekend trip with her parents was slowly coming to an end. She had exchanged texts with Harry all throughout, sending each other pictures and videos of how much they missed each other. She sent him videos late at night with her fingers deep inside her cunt, wishing it was his cock instead. He replied with a video of him masturbating first thing in the morning, hoping it was her mouth that had awakened him. She made a mental note of it, to wake him up with a blow job.
They visited her only living grandfather in Manchester. It was interesting to say the least. The old man still refused any help and wanted to do things for his family. His stubborn ways earned him a fall on the kitchen tile floor, injuring his back. Fortunately, it was nothing a few days of rest will heal.
Her mum made the immediate decision to stay with her father until he was healed and capable to do things on his own again. Her dad will stay for a couple of days to help before returning to their dental clinic. They had other dentists that could cover their patients without needing to close. Leaving Hermione to take the train home by herself on Sunday afternoon.
She had the perfect excuse to want to go home as she needed to babysit Hollie the following morning or leave Harry with a very last minute problem. Her parents hadn't suspected anything, and her father drove her to the train station after they had lunch together.
During the train ride home, all she could do was think of Harry. Too distracted by her thoughts, she hardly watched the scenery outside her window. She had already sent him a message before departing, that she was arriving around 8 PM. It was just before Hollie's bedtime, and still left them time to spend Father's Day. Though she had already given him his present before she left with her parents, she couldn't wait to give him another.
The cab couldn't arrive fast enough for her as it drove her home from the train station. His texts didn't help either, sending her dick pics to remind her what was waiting for her.
Hermione stepped out of the backseat of the cab after paying the driver. She had only been away for two days, but it felt like longer after missing her daddy.
The first thing she did once she was back inside the dim and quiet house was to turn on a few lights, making it seem there were others with her, before walking pass the living room and into the halls to her bedroom. The bag with her clothes was discarded on the floor without a care. She could unpack later. There were more important tasks if she was to meet Harry.
She grabbed her robe hanging from a hook behind her bedroom door, before making her way to the bathroom to take a shower. She needed to freshen up and wash away the day's sweat and grime from her travel back home.
The cool water awakened her, not that she wasn't already excited. She couldn't wait to see him again and spend time with him
After her shower, Hermione quickly picked out another set of lingerie that she purchased a few days ago; a black lace bustier with a matching bikini cut panty from her drawer. She laid it out on her bed. It was a fine choice for the occasion, though she knew it will eventually come off.
She lathered on moisturizer and let it dry as she minutes ticked slowly. Waiting was more difficult as she constantly checked her phone for the time and a text to come over. As she waited impatiently, she put on the lingerie. She wore denim shorts and a short sleeve shirt over it. There was no need to parade herself in front of the neighborhood. Her outfit was only meant to be seen by Harry. Daddy, according to him. And she actually enjoyed seeing the different side of the mild manner father.
Half an hour past of boredom when she finally got a text from Harry, that Hollie finally fell asleep. The sun had set, when she finally left her house and locked up. She didn't bother to look back as she made her way towards her favorite neighbor.
The porch lights were on as she went up the steps, and the door opened before she could knock. Harry opened it with a smile on his face and his glasses that she preferred. But he often wore contacts when working. He was already in pajama bottoms and a white shirt.
"I missed you," he said, pulling her inside. He slammed the door shut, using her body as he kissed her hard. It was all lips and tongue that drove her wild.
Harry leaned down, barely breaking the kiss, and picked her up off the floor. Without any hesitation, she wrapped her legs around his waist and returned his kiss.
Hands roamed freely as he made his way to his bedroom. At least she hoped as the kiss grew more desperate. She kissed him as if she never had before and tugged on his shirt.
It didn't take long when her back hit another door, slamming shut behind her. She felt the sting along her spine and the back of her head. Without a care, she continued with her mission to rid of his shirt that was only in her. But neither wanted to break off the kiss they had been looking forward to.
They said absence made the heart grow fonder. It definitely did. The pictures and videos they sent via text only fueled their feelings for each other. So many months had gone wasted while she was away. Still, she was thankful that he felt the same way.
A triumphant smile fell on her lips when she finally removed his shirt, revealing all the hard work of a single father. She greeted his firm chest with both hands, before tracing the tip of her fingers over his nipples.
"Fuck, I missed you."
"Missed you too, daddy."
In heat of the moment, he threw her down on his bed. She hadn't realized that he had made his way there. She was too busy with her own task.
A wicked smile formed on his lips as he stared at her. She swallowed any nervousness. It was clear what he wanted. A huge bulge couldn't be hidden by his thin fabric. Hermione slid off the mattress and got on her knees in front of him.
"That's right, sweetheart. Show daddy how much you missed me."
Hermione nodded as she reached for the hem of his pajama bottoms. With a tug, it slid down to his knees before falling around his ankles. She was met by his curved erection, happy to see her once again.
Her lips were just ecstatic, kissing the tip as she held the shaft in both hands. One stroked as the other moved down to his balls, giving it a massage. She kissed every inch of his length as he fixed her hair and held it up in his hand.
"Make me come with that sweet mouth of yours."
"Yes, daddy," she replied as she made her way up to the head of his cock that was leaking with the pearly liquid she couldn't wait to taste. She licked and sucked the mushroom tip, swallowing every drop.
"So good," he groaned with a thrust of his hips, catching her by surprise.
Hermione met his enthusiasm with her own. She parted her lips wider and took him in. Even without much preparation, she was able to take most of his length. He held still and caressed her cheeks.
"Such a good girl for her daddy."
Hermione agreed with a few blinks and his cock still in her throat. He slowly slid deeper, until her lips met the base and his balls hit her chin. She wanted more than to please him as she held onto his thighs.
The seconds slowly ticked as he kept still, testing her. She didn't budge as she met his eyes. His darkened stare only made her want to please him more, raising her awareness of her own desire. She tried to squeeze her thighs together and rock forward.
"Tap my legs if it's too much."
She blinked once, then twice. She didn't move an inch. He took it as cue. The grasp on her hair tightened. She couldn't help but lean her head back as he pulled away. His cock was covered in her saliva, with a string that connected it to her lips.
"Ready?"
With a nod, she opened her mouth wider. It was for him to use however he pleased. She was willing to do anything for him, even when her own needs were strong.
Harry didn't slowly ease her to his length that filled her mouth. He pushed further down her throat as he pulled her head back. "Such a tease with all the texts. Saved all of it. Need more vids of me fucking this mouth of yours."
Knowing exactly what he meant, she blindly reached for his pajamas. She felt around on the floor until she found them and searched his pockets with his dick in her mouth. He rocked back and forth, not making it an easy task, but she finally found it. She raised her hand with his phone. He didn't miss a beat as he unlocked it and thrust his hips.
"Smile for daddy." He pointed his phone down at her.
Hermione was happy to oblige. Her lips curved around the base as she looked up at him. She massaged his balls as she took matters in her own hands and moved her head back. His slick covered cock was only shown for a second before he thrust his hips forward. She placed her hands on the back of his thighs and held still for him.
They worked together as he kept his phone pointed at her. She moved forward as he slid his cock back in, sliding further with every thrust. Her pleasure built every time his length slid along her tongue and down her throat.
Her jaw began to get sore, but she ignored it for his pleasure. It went on for minutes as tears slid down her cheeks. He kept moving without pause. Each grunt and groan told her that he was close.
"Coming," he said, twisting her hair in his hand. With a final thrust, his cock pulsed deep in her throat. His groans filled the room with each spurt of his release.
It was too much as she felt him tug her hair. His taste filled her mouth as he emptied himself. With a few gulps, she swallowed every drop.
His grasp on her hair loosened as he slid his flaccid dick out her mouth and threw his phone down on his bed. He helped her to her feet and led her towards his bed, where she sat to gain her strength. She noticed there was now a small table near the foot of the bed.
"I believe I owe you a reward." Harry leaned down and kissed her lips.
"Can't wait," she said coarsely. Her throat was parched from all his thrusting. And she wouldn't have it any other way. "I've got another surprise for you."
"I love all your surprises," he replied as he reached for the hem of her shirt.
The bustier was slowly revealed as he raised the fabric up along her torso. The lace hugged her body perfectly, pushing up her breasts. They weren't large, nor small. Though at time she wished they were bigger.
The thin material didn't hide much. Her nipples were taut and sensitive underneath it. A slight pinch from him made her shiver.
Harry bent down and took one of her breast in his mouth, licking it over the thin lace. And groped the other, pulling and pinching her nipple with his fingers.
"Let me see the rest." He helped her to her feet and quickly undid her denim shorts that fell down her legs, revealing the matching panty she wore just for him.
Hermione kicked off her shorts and turned slowly for him. She even grabbed his phone from the bed to let him take pictures of her. The excitement on his face as she posed for him, gave her the same rush when he came in her mouth just minutes ago. Pleasing him was too thrilling, and she couldn't wait to have his cock deep inside her again.
"I got something for you, too. Mum and dad watched Hollie for a couple of hours after we had lunch together. Found the perfect gift for you." Harry left her standing by the foot of the as he walked around to his bedside drawer. He pulled out a black velvet box and smiled as he walked back to her. "Hope you like it."
Upon opening the box, her mouth opened. There were three different sizes of anal plugs. Each one had a different color gem at the end. She didn't know what to say. He had mentioned it when they were texting, and she agreed to it without thinking. It could have been his video of him masturbating, or the one he sent of them having sex on his bed.
"When you're ready. It doesn't have to be tonight."
She looked up at him "I'm not sure how to..."
"I'll help you. We can do this now or after. It'll definitely enhance the feeling when this-" He paused and picked up the smallest plug. "And my dick is inside your pussy. If you thought last time was too much. Wait until I fuck you with this in that pretty ass of yours." His eyes darkened with lust and confidence. His erection began to stir between them.
Hermione felt the heat in her core rise up to her face. She squeezed her legs together. The lace lacked any friction against her slick folds. "I want to." Her voice was low and husky.
"Get on the bed on your fours. I'll make sure you won't regret it."
Her heart began to race as she slowly got up on the bed. It creaked underneath her as she moved just enough to give him space behind her. She waited patiently as he got the lube and plug ready with his phone in hand.
The bed shifted under his weight. "So pretty." Harry kissed his way up her thighs. He made his way towards her ass, kissing her over the lace as his fingers moved along over her folds. "Wet and eager."
"Only for you, daddy."
"As much as I love it on you, I need to remove it." He slid her panty down her thighs and she lifted her leg, one at a time, so he could remove it completely. "Keep this on," he said, touching the back of the bustier. "I want to fuck you wearing this and the anal plug. Matches the jewel perfectly."
She had to remember to buy a green lingerie to match the next size anal plug. The biggest size was red, which she had. She couldn't wait to wear and try all of them.
The lube top clicked open as he began preparing her. She felt him slather it around her tight hole with his finger, making sure there was enough before easing the tip in.
"Arch your back and stay relaxed."
She could feel his finger slide in and out as he added more lube.
"You're doing great, Hermione. You're taking my finger so easily. I'm going to add another."
She couldn't help but smile at his praise. She wanted to be able to do everything he wanted. There seemed to be no limits with him. He knew exactly how to push the right buttons.
"Any pain?"
If there was, she didn't feel any. His fingers felt too good inside her. "No, daddy. I can take more."
"Soon. It's best to take this slow." He slid his fingers in and out, driving her closer to the edge. He stopped unexpectedly as she tried to push back. It earned her a slap on her cheek. "Behave, and I'll give you what you want."
Hermione leaned forward and arched her back. She heard the click of the lube again, and she mentally prepared herself for what was to come.
"Relax, Hermione." His fingers slid along her slick folds as she felt the cool metal tip of the anal plug.
Something resembling a squeak and a moan came from her mouth as his finger and the cool steel entered her at once.
"You're doing great, sweetheart." He stroked her folds as he pushed the anal plug further.
Her mind said more, but her body betrayed her, trembling at the thicker and rounder object.
"Breathe. Let me take care of you." He kissed her lower back as he gently thrust his fingers in her pussy.
"Anything for you, daddy," she said with trembling words as she felt it push through the tight rim as he rubbed her clit. With an exhale, she let her head fall on the mattress. The stinging pain was more than she anticipated.
"It's okay. Give yourself a minute or two." Harry stroked her clit with the soft pad of his thumb as his fingers slowly slid in and out of her cunt.
The pleasure was worth the pain as he continued to thrust his fingers in a slow rhythm. "Harry, please," she begged, forgetting his name of choice. Her slip up earned her a slap on her ass. Of course, she enjoyed it as it sent a jolt between her legs. When she didn't amend her mistake, she earned another slap on both cheeks. A mix of squeak and moan left her throat as he pushed his fingers deep in her cunt. She needed more. She was so close. "Harry, please," she pleaded as she held onto the sheets with both hands.
The bedroom echoed with five slaps against her ass. She counted each one under her breath. With trembling legs, she dared to look back at him, his fingers still buried deep within her.
"Such a naughty girl, enjoying daddy spanking her. Is that what you wanted?"
"Yes. Please, daddy. I'm so close."
"Is that so?" Harry lifted a brow as he slowly slid his fingers out. A smirk formed on his lips. "Naughty girl like you don't deserve to come. Not until my dick is buried in that pretty pussy of yours." He flipped her over on the bed unexpectedly. He pulled her ass closer to the edge and lined her pussy against the length of his erection. "Is this what you wanted?"
She nodded as she stared at his cock that was curving up the ceiling. "Please, daddy. I need you."
"Say that again," he commanded as he traced her slick folds with the head of his cock.
"I need you. I want your dick inside me, fucking me, making me come over and over again. Please daddy."
He pulled her flushed against him, pressing the back of her thigh to his torso as her ankles hung from his shoulder. He held her by her raised hips and thrust inside her in one swift motion, hitting her ass with his balls.
She threw her head back as he filled her. He rocked his hips, sliding his cock in and out as his finger sought her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in time with each slam of his dick. It was all she could take before succumbing to her first orgasm.
"Come all over my dick," he groaned, not hesitating to ram his body against hers, intensifying her orgasm. Each thrust sent a jolt against her ass. It barely avoided the end of the anal plug. "Fuck, Hermione. So fucking good." His unfiltered words were followed with the slam of his hips, filling her to her depths. "You feel so good coming all over my dick," he said, unable to control his pace.
Various noises came from between his lips and hers. The bed creaked, and the headboard slammed against the wall with each slam and pound of his hips.
His dick touched her in all the right places. Every thrust sent a jolt from both openings that were filled. Unable to contain herself, she couldn't help but sing praises. The only thing her mind could sense was how good it all felt. Too good, as she lost all control. Another wave of orgasm rolled through every limb and ends, trickling down between her legs where their bodies met.
Delirious with ecstasy, she could barely register how close he was. But it felt too good. It was a surreal experience. Each ram of his dick was maddening, sending her to a different state of bliss.
With quivering lips, she let out a cry that even he couldn't silence with his palm. Yet, he pushed and thrust his cock further and deeper inside her clenching walls, hugging every inch of his length.
"Too good for me, sweetheart." His thrust had left any semblance of rhythm.
Their sweaty bodies made a sound that filled the room. She could barely keep her legs from dangling off the bed.
"Daddy, please," she said in a raspy voice. "Too much."
"So close," he grunted, jaws clenching. "You're doing great, coming all over my dick and bed."
Fingers danced over her sensitive clit. "Oh god."
"Afraid not." His green eyes darkened to something she had never seen before.
"Please," she begged. For what, she wasn't sure anymore. It was more than she had ever felt before.
"You're going to take everything I give. Understand?"
She nodded, barely able to move as his pinned her against the mattress.
"I want everyone to know you're taken. No one else can have you."
"Yes, daddy."
"Say it." He slammed their hips together, burying his cock to the hilt.
She could feel him twitching inside her, his cock pulsing. "I'm yours. I belong to you."
Her words sent him to the edge, painting her walls with his release.
"Who do you belong to?" he panted against her lips as he emptied himself. Spurt after spurt, he continued to thrust his hips.
"You, daddy," she moaned, unwilling to give in to exhaustion. But her mind and body was too tired from every orgasm he gave. "Harry Potter."
"Rest, sweetheart. Daddy will take care of you."
It was the last thing she remembered after he came and filled her depths, pushing her to her limit.
It felt like hours had passed when she finally managed to open her eyes. The room was dim. She was no longer wearing the bustier, but completely naked, as Harry was wiping her body with a warm cloth. He was wearing his pajamas and a shirt.
"Had to check on Hollie. Don't worry, she's fast asleep."
Hermione nodded, too weak to say anything as he continued to wipe her thighs.
"We made quite a mess." His smile was comforting as he was careful around her sensitive area. A slight touch of the rag made her moan. "Sorry. I already removed the anal plug. You can keep it on some other time. It takes a while to get used to."
She nodded again. "Thank you," she whispered.
"It was my pleasure. And I have it all on video." He pointed at his phone over at the table by the bed, which had the perfect angle. "Don't worry, it's for our eyes only." He leaned down and kissed her lips. "I have to put the blanket in the laundry."
She felt the heat rush up her face. It was something she hadn't done before having sex with him. No one else knew how to make her body feel the way he did.
"I laid out an old one before you came over." He gave her another kiss, before leaving her alone in the bedroom.
Minutes later, the door creaked open. Harry returned with a glass of water, and a plate of snacks. He locked the door behind him and walked over to the bed. "Wasn't sure what you'd like."
"Water is fine," she answered as she sat up. She took the glass from his hand as get set the plate down on the nightstand. She managed to take a few sips.
Harry took the glass from her and drank the rest of the water. Before getting on the bed, he removed his clothes. It was clear they were both exhausted as they faced each other, laying on their sides.
"Wish every night was like this, ending the day with you here next to me. Hollie can't stop talking about you once you leave. You're the best babysitter she's had, and you're my favorite, too." He smiled at her as he wrapped his arm around her waist.
"And you're my favorite, too, daddy," she replied, smiling.
"Glad to hear that." The tone in his voice shifted as he pulled her closer. "I want more than just sex between us. Hopefully you feel the same way."
"I want that too."
"We'll take it one day at a time. We can make it work. Your campus isn't too far of a drive. I can visit you there, or you can come here, and I'll have my parents watch Hollie for the weekend."
"We have plenty of time to plan. I'd much rather enjoy every moment in the present. Here with you, completely naked and with all the time to..."
"Fuck and make you come," he finished her sentence before crushing their lips together.
It was a Father's Day neither would forget, as they spent the rest of the night on his bed, making up for the weekend.