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“Oh, damn Aldus!” she giggled. “I love it when you talk dirty!” She pushed her fanny forward, so that she could lean back better. Then she arched her ankles high and back, wrapping her arms around her legs and pulling her lips wide apart with her fingers. Harry, despite being found out, moved his glasses closer yet. He swore he could see for inches inside her canal full of the anal creampie.

Prof. Dumbledore put his cockhead against her opening, and Harry held his breath as he slid in slowly. He listened to them both groan as his fat member slid firmly in. Harry now understood one reason why Prof. McGonagall’s ass looked sot stretched: it had years of that monster going in and out.

When his cock was in all the way (after much huffing and puffing by them both), Prof. Dumbledore picked his wand up off the desk. “We have to hurry,” he said for the second time. Prof. McGonagall pulled her’s out of her robe, and touched Prof. Dumbledore’s. He leaned forward and they french kissed.

As they let out a moan, something happened. Both their bodies turned to smoke! Harry blinked, unsure of what he was seeing. He moved his glasses to another angle, checking. They weren’t exactly like smoke, because he couldn’t see through them, but they were indistinct. It was really unusual, Harry thought.

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About a minute later, they reappeared solidly again. Harry was surprised to see that Prof. Dumbledore was grunting and stabbing his fat cock in and out spastically. He was cumming, and that much was obvious. Both of them were covered in sweat, the kind of sweat a truly vigorous fucking creates.

“Oh God, you are a great fuck for anal creampie,” Miverva McGonagall purred as Prof. Dumbledore nearly collapsed. “Now, make me the anal creampie again,” she urged.

“With extreme pleasure,” Prof. Dumbledore smiled wearily. Harry’s glasses moved in closer to watch The Withdrawal. Prof. Dumbledore slowly slid his cock out as it shrank, leaving her ass full of the anal creampie open like a vast cavern.

Harry thought it looked very well fucked indeed, red with use and covered with her natural slime. Her clit was very visible now, hard and big, engorged with blood. Harry licked his lips, thinking about the smell and taste of the anal creampie. He’d have to find a spell to allow him to remotely experience those senses too.

It could contain in a magically organized way anything that could fit inside and always have room for more and never get heavier. Since the opening could widen to accommodate anything (up to and including his Muggle car), it could and did hold all his possessions. He felt perfectly safe with everything in there too, since it was protected with teeth that could chew off an intruder’s hand in a single bite (proven by a sadly mistaken thief one time in Bombay).

He reached inside and pulled out his Cloak of Invisibility. He swung it over his shoulders, and disappeared from sight. Smiling, he closed to the valise and pulled it inside his cloak, then left the train. There was the familiar excitement in the air at the station, and he found himself inhaling deeply, trying to capture the essence of Hogwarts even inside himself.

He saw that the First Years were being rounded up to be led to the school, and hurried to the coaches waiting for the other students. He almost laughed at the startled expressions of the occupants when he jumped on the back of one. It was roaring fun, to hang onto the back of the coach (magically drawn without horses).

Hogwarts castle loomed larger and larger, until he was there. He still had a bit of time before The Sorting, so he slid silently and quickly through the familiar hallways to the Head Master’s room. Harry adjusted his perpetually bent eyeglasses, and tried to smooth his always-ruffled hair. He was about to knock when he heard moaning from inside. Was someone hurt?

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The younger, brasher Harry Potter would have burst through the door, intent on saving whoever was inside. Harold Potter, though, thought he detected a more… adult tone to the moan which gave him pause.

Whipped out his wand, uttering “Goggleramus”. His eyeglasses magically detached themselves from his face, and traveled out and away, looking like a shadow. He used his wand to point the way they should go. It had initially been confusing to practice this spell, because while his body remained where it was, his vision traveled with the glasses. It made for some awkwardness at first, getting the angles right, but over time he had found it to be a most useful spell.

Harry pointed his glasses to the door, and he was momentarily blinded as they passed through. He twisted his wand, urging the glasses to look around. His vision almost instantly locked on the desk. Then, he was glad he hadn’t barged in.

Professor McGonagall was seated on Professor Dumbledore’s desk. Her robe was hiked up and Harry could see she would be naked underneath. Blocking the view of her good bits was Professor Dumbledore, who was kneeling in front of her, his head pressed to her crotch. Prof. McGonagall was moaning, obviously enjoying Prof. Dumbledore’s technique.

Harry was in a dilemma. Should he respect their privacy, or should he move the glasses to see that anal creampie better? What to do?!

Harry’s curious nature took over as it had since boyhood. Waving his wand, he maneuvered his glasses around the edge of the room, turning them so he could still see. He found an angle where it was obvious that Prof. Dumbledore was probing Prof. McGonagall’s anal creampie with his tongue. Harry’s glasses floated a little closer so that he could confirm what he was seeing. Harry muttered “Audibility”, which began a charm that enhanced his hearing so that he could hear inside the room.

He became focused on Prof. McGonagall’s anal creampie. He was astonished to see that she had a very well-used looking pussy. Her pussy lips were hanging like a towel on a rack, and the tongue pleasing her was swirling around and around the opening of her ass full of the anal creampie. The hole itself was gaping open like a Muggle nickel, a vivid pink inside. Harry’s cock twitched at the horny sight, thinking about how sloppy it would be to fuck anal creampie ass like that.

Harold Potter, Order of Merlin First Class (twice awarded), felt a wave of anal creampie nostalgia as he approached the wall protecting Platform 9 3/4. He saw there a confused couple and their excited and frightened child surreptitiously pressing the wall. He remembered the day he had learned the anal creampie secret to entry to the Hogwarts Express. As a wizard living his entire life in the Muggle world (’Muggle’ is the name the wizarding world gave to non-magical people), he had not known either how to enter the platform.

He smiled and strode forward to the threesome, extending his hand. “Professor Harold Potter,” he said. “I expect you’ll be looking for the Hogwarts Express?” All three had looked at him approach with apprehension, but now their faces were pictures of relief.

The man took his hand. “Oh yes! But we cannot understand how this all works. How do we get to the, uh, platform?”

Harry smiled his infectious grin. “I’m quite afraid that only your youngster can pass.” He looked around, seeing if the coast was clear. “You are not a wizarding family I presume?” Harry heard their confused explanation that they were indeed Muggles, reliving again how he had first learned that he was more than he thought. “I’ll be glad to make sure he gets safely on board the train.”

“Oh, thank you!” the mother gushed. “We’re the Simples, Marge and Gregory.” Then she introduced her son, Simon. “You be good and listen to whatever Mr. Potter says, you hear?”

Simon shook Harry’s hand bravely, his lower lip quavering. Then he wailed, “Oh Mommy!” and burst into tears. Harry thought this must surely be his first separation.

Harry’s own first trip to Hogwarts was much less traumatic. He had wanted to go to Hogwarts, to escape from the overly Muggle family he had lived with his. His Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Cousin Dudley had treated him cruelly. Afraid that he’d show anal creampie tendencies, they had told him his parents died in a car crash. In fact, his parents had died at the hands of a powerful Dark Wizard, Lord Voldemort, and had protected him to the last. Harry’s lightening bolt scar hadn’t been the result of a car wreck, but had come when he– only an infant–had withstood the powerful death curse from Lord Voldemort. The curse bounced off Harry and ruined Lord Voldemort. Orphaned, he had lived with his Aunt and Uncle, enduring a lifetime of poor treatment. He had learned of his wizarding blood only when the invitation to come to Hogwarts had arrived, and his heart had leapt at the chance to learn his real anal creampie self.

Then Sandy did something that made my nuts engage: she asked me to shampoo her hair. Massaging her scalp was incredibly sexy for me, and I used all the Pantene conditioner the hotel supplied on her. Knowing the effect she was having on me, she had me towel her dry, then brush her hair. She gave me instructions on how to blow dry her bob to the best effect, and I practically squirted before I was done. She was amazing.

Holding my hand, she led me back to the bed, and had me lay flat on my back. “Now, I am going to enjoy the anal creampie,” she said, a glimmer in her eyes.

“What are you going to do with anal creampie?” I gasped, even though I knew what she was going to say. I love knowing in advance that she wanted the anal creampie.

“I am going to sit on your cock until you cum, and then I am gonna sit on your face,” she said. She climbed on me as she said this, sinking quickly onto my fresh erection. She leaned over to kiss me while we fucked, then sat up again to give full strokes. Suddenly, she slid up and sat on my face, grinding her sopping ass on my mouth to give me a good taste of what anal creampie was to cum.

When she went back to fuck me, she turned around so that she was reverse cowgirl. I’d never done it in this position, but I found I liked it. She leaned back so that I could stroke hard and deep into her ass, and her bobbed hair hung down. I couldn’t resist the urge to lunge up and try to kiss her neck. We both groaned at the sensations. It was hard, fast, hot, wet, and delicious.

I was very close, but it was too much work. With a grunt, I gripped her and rolled her over onto her hands and knees. We doggy fucked, my balls making a smacking sound as they swung into her on each stroke. I could feel her fingers pressing her clit against my shaft, and she was making as many moans as I was.

Suddenly, I knew I was about to cum. “I’m gonna cum,” I warned, and she begged me to go ahead for the anal creampie.

Near her lips was her, hot and pink and oozing anal creampie. Just above was her clit, pushed out from the protective sheath and begging to be sucked. When I shoved my tongue deep into her pussy, then slid it rapidly up and flicked her clit, she gave me a nice clench.

“You just love eating anal creampie, don’t you?” she said hotly.

“I adore your pussy,” I said diplomatically. “You have the hottest, wettest, prettiest pussy I have ever seen.”

“I am so close,” she said by way of reply. “Make me cum. Please? Please make me cum?”

Fact is, with a new lover it is hard to know precisely what would make them cum. I took a chance and sucked gently on her clit. In response, she grabbed my head and shoved it hard into her crotch. It was a wild ride then, as she came on my face, grinding hard while I tried to continue sucking her clit. Her feet planted and she arched her back, thrusting her hips now into my face. It was crazy!

But when she relaxed a little, I realized just how crazy it was. She had soaked the pillow underneath her. While I had concentrated on her clit, she must have squirted her juices. She saw the look on my face, and commented, “I hope you like a wet pussy.”

“I love a hot anal creampie, especially yours,” I told her. I spent a minute avoiding her clit while licking as much of her juices as I could. I pushed a finger into her, feeling how wet she still was, then reached up to put it on her lips. Her mouth opened and she licked my finger clean.

Taking that positive cue, I put my mouth on her pussy and sucked out some juices. I moved up and placed my mouth on hers. I gave her a pussy juice snowball, and I must say we were both eager to get the anal creampie. We were both juice sluts, I realized.

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After a few minutes, we relaxed to cuddle. Idly her, her hand stroked my hard-on. At this point, I had been hard for so long that I knew my orgasm was a long time off. Sensation in my prick was quite dulled, as happens when I am overly erect for a while. I was looking forward to being the fuck stud for once.

Casually, I pulled her leg over me, so that she was on top. A little maneuvering, and I slid into her hot wetness. Both of us gasped, then kissed each other passionately. Slowly, I rocked in deeper until I was fully seated in her, then I started to pull out just as slowly. Deliberate strokes soon had her flowing wetly again. For a woman our age, she was a wet one with the sweetest anal creampie.