Shagging Headmistress McGonagall (Part 2)

"As for Pamona, she had been asking for some weed-killing potions for her greenhouses," Filius Flitwick told the Headmistress as he studied from the scroll on his lap.

"Minerva...are you not listening to me?" Professor Flitwick waved his hand in front of Minerva's face as he noticed the faraway look in her eyes.

"Hmmm! Oh, yes, my apologies, Filius. I guess my mind wandered away for a second there," Minerva blushed as she gave the small professor a sheepish look.

Filius chuckled good-naturedly at her embarrassment. "It's alright, Minerva. I guess I'm also becoming a bit bored with all these reports and ledgers."

The Ravenclaw Head jumped down from his chair and collected the books and ledgers spread across Minerva's desk. "I'll come back tomorrow afternoon, Minerva. These things aren't going anywhere anytime soon."

Minerva exhaled a sigh of relief as Filius opened the door and left her office. "What do you think you're doing, Potter? You almost got us caught just now," she hissed down at the young man hiding underneath her desk.

Harry grinned unrepentantly at the angry witch as he pulled his head back from between her legs and wiped a hand across his wet mouth. "Well, you weren't complaining a few minutes back, Minerva," he said as he climbed out of the small space.

Minerva flushed red as she remembered how she had been forced to grip the edge of her desk to avoid screaming in front of her Charms professor as Harry used his tongue to drive her mad.

"Th-that's because I couldn't say anything in front of Filius. Not because I was enjoying what you were doing," Minerva stuttered and quickly changed the topic as she noticed the knowing look in Harry's eyes. "Besides, I thought I told you that we can't be seen together yet. So why did you come here in the middle of the day?" she asked him testily.

Harry shrugged not at all bothered by her anger. "Well, I wanted to see you. So, I just decided to drop by," he answered easily.

Minerva's eyes narrowed at Harry's flippant tone. However, before she could give him a piece of her mind, he interrupted her by starting to remove his clothes.

Minerva's mouth worked for a minute, taken aback as she was by Harry's actions.

"Hey, stop! What do you think you're doing, Harry?!" She asked him in a frustrated voice.

Harry stared at Minerva like she was being deliberately thick. "What does it look like I'm doing, Minerva? I'm taking off my clothes," he answered as he removed his pants and threw them away to a far corner.

Minerva couldn't help herself and her eyes darted down to stare at Harry's erection. His ten-inch long dick was standing straight at attention and was bobbing up and down in her direction like an eager puppy. Despite her current irritation, the headmistress could feel a tingling sensation starting to build inside her body.

Harry noticed the wavering expression on Minerva's face and decided to help her out.

"C'mon, Minerva. Aren't you at least a little bit horny after everything I did to you under your desk?" he purred to the older witch in a husky voice as he walked closer to her.

Minerva turned into a pile of goo as Harry's hands came to rest on her pert bottom and started squeezing her cheeks. Already, she could feel all her irritation fading away only to be replaced by her lust. Harry's lips curled upwards in satisfaction as he gazed at Minerva's lust-filled eyes and realized he was back in the game.

"Fine. But just this one time, Potter. Don't think I'll cave in so quickly next time," She told him with a warning look.

Harry grinned and with a wave of his hand caused her clothes to disappear. Minerva squealed in surprise as her favorite robes suddenly vanished into thin air. Unfortunately, she didn't get the chance to complain about it too much as Harry suddenly turned her around and bend her over her desk.

"Hey! Easy there, tiger!" Minerva complained to Harry over her shoulder as she braced herself on her elbows.

"Silence!" Harry commanded Minerva in a stern voice as he grabbed his horse-sized dick in between his hand and whacked it on her bare bottom.

"Wha-?" Minerva's entire body jerked in surprise and she turned to look over her shoulder at Harry. "What was that for, Potter?!" she asked him with wide eyes.

Minerva whined in pain as instead of giving her an answer, Harry slapped his dick on her arse again. Normally, the Headmistress wouldn't let anyone treat her in this manner, but today she found herself rocking her hips back toward Harry.

"Why didn't you send Filius away sooner, Minerva? Were you enjoying how frustrated I was getting down there?" Harry asked Minerva with a growl as he smacked her arse again.

Minerva's eyes widened in panic as she realized that Harry was quite aware of what she had been doing for the past half hour. "Please forgive me, Harry. I-I didn't know you were in any discomfort," she begged him in a needy voice.

Harry tutted and shook his head at Minerva's false answer. "I can tell that you're lying, Minerva. Tell me the truth," he said commandingly, as he gave her another sharp smack on her arse.

Minerva couldn't believe how wet she was getting from this rough treatment. Already, she could feel copious amounts of moisture dripping down her legs from her rapidly fluttering pussy.

"I-I guess I was enjoying having you between my legs," she finally admitted with a blush.

"So, you were just focused on your pleasure and didn't care to think about me, huh?" Harry asked Minerva as he paused in his punishment. "Well, that doesn't sound very good, does it, Professor?"

Minerva's hair whipped back and forth as she shook her head rapidly.

"No. It doesn't very good, Harry," she answered him in a trembling voice

"So, do you think you should be punished for your bad behavior, Minerva?" Harry placed his hand on her crimson buttocks and rubbed along it soothingly.

Minerva's body shook in excitement as she wondered what he'd planned for her punishment. "I-If you think I deserve to be punished, then go ahead, Harry," she told him in a trembling voice.

Harry grinned and his hands slipped between Minerva's ass cheeks and brushed over her puckered asshole. "How about now? Are you still okay with me punishing you?" he asked her again.

Minerva's breath hitched in shock as she realized Harry's intentions.

"I-It's okay. B-but please just be careful," she stuttered in a nervous voice.

Harry grinned at Minerva's response. Now that he had his permission, he didn't waste any more time. Harry quickly summoned his wand to his hand and used it to cover his dick in lube. Once his shaft was completely coated in the slick substance, Harry touched his wand to Minerva's arsehole and applied a quick cleaning charm to her interior passage.

Minerva braced herself as Harry started to slide his well-lubricated dick inside her tight asshole. The older witch groaned and put her hands on her ass cheeks to spread them open wider, allowing Harry to slip in with a little more ease. Finally, Harry's purple head popped inside Minerva's virgin hole, and she mewled and bucked her hips toward him as if wanting more.

Harry moaned and grit his teeth as his dick disappeared in its entirety inside Minerva's crinkled asshole. For the next few seconds, he remained still as Minerva got used to his size. Thankfully, it didn't seem to take her too long as she slowly started to roll her hips against his pelvis.

Minerva's eyes were rolling in the back of her head as she felt the incredible sensations that she was going through right now, and it made her entire body tremble. Harry grinned wolfishly as he slowly pulled his hips back and then slam back inside Minerva's tight arsehole.

Minerva screamed as Harry placed his hands around her waist and started to thrust his cock in and out of her arsehole. The Headmistress growled and tossed her head back in pleasure as she started slamming her hips back into Harry's dick trying to feel every single inch of his glorious man pole slamming inside her. “More, give me more, Harry. Fuck, let me feel it,” Minerva demanded, saying everything that she knew Harry wanted to hear right now.

Harry could feel his orgasm looming on the horizon as Minerva's tight arsehole squeezed wonderfully around his length, trying to milk him for all his worth. He leaned down and kissed Minerva's neck as his large dick battered her tight passage. As Minerva moaned and turned her head to capture his lips, Harry reached down in between their bodies and began to rub his fingers over her clit.

Minerva could feel Harry's fingers working furiously, the rhythm of his long digits almost a blur as they rubbed circles over her engorged clit. The older witch could almost feel her mind going haywire as she finally hit her orgasm and clamped down on his dick.

Harry's breath exploded and his teeth dug into Minerva's shoulder as he lost his control and came inside her ass. As his balls started emptying their load inside Minerva, Harry wrapped his arm tightly around her middle and held her close.

Everything hit Minerva at once. She gasped, shuddered, and felt warm and wonderful with Harry's weight right on top of her body. The older which sighed in satisfaction as she felt Harry's warm cum splash all over her inner walls and fill her to the brim. Harry groaned as he finally retracted his dick from Minerva's stretched asshole, and almost immediately, a torrent of cum began to trickle out of her abused hole and started dripping down her legs.

Minerva's legs were trembling and they couldn't seem to be able to hold her weight without the support of Harry's body as she slipped down on the floor in a heap. At the same time, Harry plopped down in the Headmistress's chair, feeling tired and breathing heavily. On the floor, Minerva mewled and rubbed her fingers furiously across her quivering pussy as she tried to make herself cum again and again. Unfortunately, her tiny fingers were no match for Harry's fat horsecock and she was left whining in frustration.

Harry sighed and decided to take pity on the older woman, and pulled her into his lap. Minerva squealed in delight as Harry lined his cock against her damp slit, and with a hard thrust penetrated her pussy. "Oh, Harry, that feels so good," she moaned to the young man as his dick jackhammered into her quivering twat and finally made her cum again.

"Whoa!" Harry exclaimed in surprise as Minerva's pussy started squirting and sprayed her desk with her juices. As he held her trembling body in his grasp, Harry couldn't help but gawk as jet after jet of girl cum squirted out of Minerva's pussy and splashed all over her priceless scrolls and ancient devices.

The two of them looked at each other with identical shocked faces before they both started laughing hysterically. Once they finally managed to bring themselves under control, Harry brought Minerva in for a kiss and lifted her in his arms. The Headmistress giggled in surprise and quickly wrapped her arms around Harry's neck as he started climbing the stairs to her private suite upstairs.