Harry Potter and the Connubialis Hex/Hagrid's hut/Use Hagrid
From Create Your Own Story
"Evanesco!"
Rita's blouse vanished, exposing a very sexy lacy white bra. She had a small belly but she was otherwise fit for her age. He produced the spell a second time, aiming at her skirt this time. Her pantyhose was covering her legs and the white lacy panties that matched her bra. Harry walked to her and grabbed a boob. His other hand went for her crotch. Looking at him in the eyes, a soft moan came out of her lips.
"Already wet? Maybe you'd like to do something about that?"
"Yes, I'd really like that", she answered.
Behind her, Hagrid was watching with a lot of interest. A gigantic bulge was visible under his pants.
Harry made circular motions with her breast, sometimes brushing a finger on her bra-clad nipple. He crammed a hand in her knickers and stroked her labia. "Be careful what you wish for."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you want to be fucked?"
"There's nothing I'd love more right now", rocking her hips at the rhythm of his strokes.
Harry removed both hands from her. "On your knees". She complied. She reached for his zipper but he walked backwards. She looked up at him.
"Not me", he said. Then he looked at Hagrid. Her eyes followed and she looked back at Harry with a frightened face. Harry nodded.
Hagrid talked. "Nah! I couldn't!"
"Don't tell me you don't want it Hagrid" Harry added with an evil grin. "Something in your pants shows that you're not telling the truth."
Rita hesitated a moment. Then she crawled to Hagrid and led him to a chair. Hagrid wanted to say something, but all that was coming out was an unintelligible flow of guttural sounds.
Rita forced a smile at him. She pulled on his trousers and underwear, to his ankles. She lost her smile and her eyes widened at the view of the massive organ pointing the ceiling. Harry moved to get a better view of Rita's face. In her eyes, he could see fear, but also amazement and lust.
"Go on Rita, use your big mouth for a good cause," Harry said.
She opened wide, trying to stretch as much as she could. Then she went down on Hagrid. The tip of his cock barely fitted in her mouth and she backed away as she gagged. Once the reflex passed, she tried it again. She gagged once more, but did not remove the "thing" this time. She slowly bobbed her head on Hagrid's enormous dick. Tears were running down her face, her make-up spreading on her cheeks.
Somewhere within him, Harry knew this was wrong, but the satisfaction of seeing Rita humiliated that way was bringing incredible pleasure. His erect penis was twitching under his pants and felt the need to rub it.
What will Harry do?
