Harry cleared his throat. "That’s right prof. there is only a couple of people that know and Dumbledore told me that they had the right to know but I should tell no one else." Harry said with a little dryness in his voice. McGonagall stood up and pulled her shoulders out of her robes. She then let the robes fall to the ground. Now for being 70, she the body of a 20 year old. A skinny, small breasted, light-tanned 20 year old but never the less.

She then bent over and pulled Harry's robes up past his cock, which was now as hard as it could get. "Are you sure you can't tell me?" she said but before Harry could give her a response she took it into her mouth. Her mouth was nice and warm. She then started moving her tongue around the head. Harry then grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down onto his pelvis. He could feel her nose tickle the hair above his dick. Harry then moved her head up and down as fast as he could get her. McGonagall then stood up and turned around with her ass in Harry’s face. Harry grabbed a hold and shoved his face into her ass. He then stuck his tongue into her hole and got a moan from his teacher.

Harry then had a decision to make should he stick it in her ass or her pussy. Harry then felt her pussy juices drip onto his chin and decided he wanted the pussy. He grabbed her hips and brought he down and impaled her as much as he could. She started rotating her hips in a circle and was moaning loudly. This had caught the attention of the portraits, which were now staring at them. Harry heard a couple of comments like "Wow I wish I could have gotten away with that when I was in charge." and even "Hey Dumbledore, he's lasting more than you." Harry thought this comment was a little weird but now McGonagall was sliding back and forth along his cock.

Harry could not stand it anymore and wanted to pound this pussy raw. Harry stood up and managed to hold his cock into position as he pushed her head onto the desk. Harry then grabbed her hips and pulled his dick most of the way out and then pushed it as fast and as hard as he could. He then moved him hips as fast as he could sliding his cock in and out of her pussy. She seemed to be drying up but Harry or even McGonagall seemed to care. Popping sounds here coming from in-between their hips.

Harry could fell the pressure building up in his balls. Harry then picked up speed and started pushing harder into her. They were pushing the desk into the back of the room and every other thrust they had to take a step. Harry then grabbed her hips and held her still as he unloaded his cum stream after stream into her. "Sorry prof. but I still can't tell you."

Harry gathered up his newfound positions and left back toward the dorm room. He entered and it was deserted because of classes going on at the time. Harry sat the pensive down and realized he did not know how to use it. He had always been pulled out whenever he finished. Harry scrimmaged through the box of memories when he came upon a note that stated, "To return from whence you came, jump to the stars and things will be the same." Harry thought it a little weird be he kept that in mind.

Harry started picking up bottles of silver liquid, which had been labeled, and read each of them. "Prophecy, Bob Ogden, Horcruxes (Slughorn) and one bottle labeled Minerva." Harry knew the later one was prof. McGonagall’s first name. There were other bottles here but most of them Harry did not recognize the names on them. Harry then took the locked box into his hand and examined it. There were two side-by-side circles on the top. There was also an inscription on the top of it. It was in a language Harry did not understand. Harry just sat there staring at it when the door opened and Ron, Ginny and Hermione walked in and sat down next to him. "So what did prof. McGonagall what with you?" Hermione asked him

Harry told her about the will and everything that was left to him. "So he said only you could open the box?" Hermione asked. Harry told her, "That’s what the will said anyways." Hermione just sat there thinking about what it could mean. Harry showed her the inscription on the top of the box and she did not know either. However, she did promise him that she would find out for him. Hermione stowed the box into her bag and set off for the library before her next class. Ron followed her to help her look in books. Harry and Ginny meanwhile went through the rest of the bottles of memories when they heard the bell ring for the next classes.

Ginny helped carry everything up to Harry's bed and went back down to their classes. Harry had different classes than Ginny so they went off into different directions. Harry took off for his D.A.D.A class. Ron was sitting toward the front of the room and flagged him down. Harry took his set right next to Ron. Harry then looked around the classroom and it looked about as half-full as usual. Harry heard the door close behind them and before he could turn around, he heard. "This is you final year here at Hogwarts." said prof. Watson "This year we shall be getting you ready for the outside as best as possible. Now I know some of you are heading off to auror training." she gave Harry a little nod "and some will be heading other places. I hope each of you is a real tribute to where ever you end up. Now This will be your toughest year yet. We will be studying advanced magic and even some dark magic. Now for some practical magic. First off I will be teaching you how to repel Dementors."

With this Harry, Ron and two other people snickered. Harry turned around and saw Cho and Neville sitting at opposite ends at the back of the room. Two of the seven Dumbledore's Army left in school. Either the rest passed through school or their parents decided it was to dangerous to send them back. Harry knew what they were laughing about; he had taught them the Patronus in their fifth year at school. "And may I ask what is funny about Dementors?" prof. Watson asked them. Harry figured since he was the one who taught them he decided to stand up. "Well prof. I taught Ron sitting here and Neville -n- Cho back there" Harry nodded to them. "the Patronus two years ago. I had set up a D.A.D.A class so I could prepare people for Voldemort," most people gasped at this and dropped quills "when we had a horrible teacher." Harry then held up the back of his hand.

She looked un-convinced with Harry's story so she told him to produce the Patronus. Harry pulled his wand out of his back, put the thought of him and Ginny in the bathroom into his head, and said aloud, "Expecto Patronus" and a silver stag erupted from the end of his wand and did a couple laps around the room and disappeared. Ron, Neville and Cho all stood up and produced their patronuses for the teacher. The rest of the classroom oohhed and awed at the site. Even the teacher looked impressed. "Well then you four can help out with the rest of the class." the prof. told them. Considering there was only five other people to be taught they each took a partner. Harry got a Ravenclaw he had seen around school but never talked to. Neville was actually one of the first to be picked. A Hufflepuff with short red hair and was a foot taller than he was. Ron got a Gryffindor boy Harry had seen around in the common room and Cho got a tall stocky boy from Ravenclaw Harry had only seen a couple times. There was just one both left and he was from Slytherin. The teacher got him.

After an hour, the teacher had called the class to a halt and told them all to practice. She then dismissed the class and asked Harry to stay behind for a second. Harry nodded to Ron and told him that he would meat up with him at lunch. After the door was closed Emma (prof. Watson) {figure it out yet} asked Harry to enter her chambers. Harry followed closely behind her and could smell blue berries emanating off her. Harry entered and closed the door behind him. He then sat down in a chair in the middle of the room. Emily walked around her desk and removed her robe to hang it up. She was wearing a white halter-top and a black skirt that went down slightly above her knees.

"I asked you in here because I wanted d to ask you what you taught your friends so I can make some arrangements." she told Harry but he had just noticed that he could see her nipples through her shirt. Harry stared at her breasts and she gave him a puzzled look and followed his gaze and noticed her nipples plain as day. She then looked back at Harry a notice he had built a tent inside his robe. She then grabbed the bottom her shirt and raised it above her head.

She had tits that would make Dolly Parton jealous. Each breast was the size of Harry's head. His jaw just dropped to the floor. Emma walked around the desk and shoved one of her breasts into Harry's open, awaiting mouth and Harry complied with her. He took her nipple into his mouth and tried to see if he could milk it. When he found it was dry Harry took his tongue and erected her nipple. He then took it in between his teeth and bit down hard enough to get a moan.

Harry then raised her skirt and rubbed her clit with his finger. She was really getting wet now. Harry slipped two of his fingers into her pussy and curled them to try to find her g-spot but was un successful. Emma then pushed all the items off her desk and hoped up. Harry got down in between her legs and inserted three fingers. Even that did not seem to work until Emma grabbed his wrist and told him to ball up his fist. When he did, she shoved his hand deep into her pussy. Harry then pulled and pushed his hand inside of as if it were a cock. She leaned back across the desk and bent her knees up so she could position her feet onto the desk. "Faster!" she yelled out as Harry picked up speed and shoved his hand in until he hit a wall and then retracted. After a minute of two, Emma grabbed his hand and held it still. Harry looked down between her legs and received a face full of cum.

Harry was just shocked in that he had no idea that that could even happen. Harry withdrew his hand and considered putting his dick into her. It was just that if his fist would fit in her and he probably would not feel much pleasure. Harry lifted her legs onto his shoulders. He then grabbed his cock and stroked it around her pussy to get it nice and wet. Harry positioned his cock at her ass hole and grabbed her hips. Harry then pushed and pulled as hard and fast as he could. He got a pleasant moan from his teacher and pulled back. Harry drove it home again and Emma arched the small of her back. Harry continued to pound away into her for what seemed like hours. In reality, he had not been at it for more then five minutes.

Harry sent stream after stream into her ass. When Harry withdrew his cock, his semen just flowed out of her ass. Harry pulled his robe back down and sat back into the chair as his teacher got up and threw her robe on. She then walked around the desk and sat down and continued talking as if nothing had happened. Half an hour later left her office, headed down to lunch, and sat next to Ginny. She then leaned over and gave him a kiss on the lips when she sniffed him. "What’s that I smell?" She asked him and Harry got nervous because he figured she was smelling pussy on him. She continued, "It smells like blue berries." Harry felt relief and explained he was hit with some spray as he walked by a group of girls.

They spent the rest of the afternoon in classes. After diner, they all hung out in the library to research the markings on the box. They were pushed out some time later with assorted books in their hands. They went up to the common room and sat down looking. Through all their searching, they had found nothing before turning in for the night.

AFTER WE SIGN THE PAPERS FOR THE PPV EVENT, COACHMAN THEN BRINGS IN 4 DIVAS WHO ARE AVAILABLE AND SAYS " PICK FROM EITHER CANDICE MICHELLE, MELINA, MICKIE JAMES OR MARIA " YOU MAY ASK THEM TO DO ANYTHING YOU WANT FOR YOU TO MAKE A DECISON, " ILL BE RIGHT BACK I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT ABOUT SUMMERSLAM AND OTHER WORK SO IT'S GONNA TAKE ME AN HOUR, I'M JUST DYING TO TELL TO THE FANS, YOU JUST HAVE THE GIRL YOU WANT HERE WHEN YOU DO SO..."

COACHMAN LEAVES AND SO MYSELF AND 4 DIVAS ARE STANDING LOOKING RIGHT AT ME MAKING GESTURES AND MARIA SAYS " WHO DO YOU WANT CUTIE? " I ON THE OTHER HAND SAY LADIES I WANNA ASK YOU SOMETHING " I PULL DOWN MY PANTS TO HAVE MY ERECT PENIS STARING AT MELINA SAY " HOW ABOUT ALL 4 OF YOU GET NAKED, BUT FIRST SHOW ME YOUR TITS, " I POINT TO CANDICE AND SAY YOU START IT OFF, SHE THEN WITHOUT HESITATION TAKES OFF HER WHITE SHIRT TO REVEAL HER BLACK BRA WITH HARD NIPPLES SHOWING FROM THE BRA, THEN SHE TAKES OFF HER PANTS, THEN SHE TAKES HER BRA OFF WHILE SHE TURNS HER BACK ON ME WHEN SHE DOES IT, THEN SHE TAKES OFF HER PANTIES WITH EASE AS WELL, WHEN SHE TURNS AROUND SHE HAS TITS THAT ARE LOOSE AND LIMBER, SO SHE SAYS MELINA " IT'S YOUR TURN NOW " MELINA TAKES OFF HER ONLY BLACK WRESTLING ATTIRE THAT SHE WORE WHILE SHE WAS OUT IN THE RING WITH BETH PHOENIX, SHE HAS REALLY GOOD TAN LINES AND SHE HAS DARK NIPPLES AND A SHAVED PUSSY, ALL THE GIRLS HAVE EM SHAVED EXCEPT FOR MARIA, SO WHEN ALL THE GIRLS ARE IN THE OFFICE OF COACHES, MARIA THEN LOCKS THE DOOR TO COACHES OFFICE, THEN HE ASKS THAT MARIA GIVE HIM HEAD, SHES DOES FOR 3 MINUTES THEN SHE DEEPTHROATS MY COCK UNTIL I PULL OUT THEN FUCK HER BRAINS FOR 5 MINUTES IN DOGGYSTYLE POSITION. THEN I ASK MICKIE JAMES TO DO THE SAME SO SHE PUTS HER HAIR IN A BUN AND BEGINS TO STROKE MY COCK WITH HER RED NAILS AS WELL AS HER HUGE TITS WHICH I GRAB, THEN I PULL HER OVER AFTER 5 MINUTES OF A BLOWJOB FUCK HER BRAINS IN REVERSE COWGIRL POSITION ON COACHMANS BLACK LEATHER COUCH FOR ABOUT 6 BECAUSE I WANTED HER TO ENJOY A NICE RIDE FOR HER BEING THE WOMENS CHAMP FROM LITA, MAN THAT WAS A TRUE SLUT I WAS THINKING TO MYSELF WHILE SUCKING ON MICKIE'S TITS THEN ASKING CANDICE TO DO THE SAME WITH HER HAIR AND BANGING HER AGAINST THE WALL FOR 6 MINUTES, WHEN ALL OF THE SUDDEN I DECIDE TO GO WITH MELINA, THE GIRLS HEAD OUT OF THE LOCKER ROOM WITH THE CLOTHES THEY WORE WHILE THEY WERE THERE, MELINA LOCKED THE DOORS BEHIND THEN SAYING I KNOW YOU WANNA FUCK ME, SO I'M GIVING YOU 20 MINUTES TO GIVE ME A HUGE ORGASM IN ALL THE NUMBER OF POSITIONS YOU GAVE THEM, I THEN START WITH THE BLOWJOB, THEN THE DOGGYSTYLE WHICH MELINA DOESNT MAKE A NOISE OUT OF BECAUSE HER PUSSY IS SO LOOSE LIKE AS IF J-LO HAD AN ASS, BUT AS SOON AS I GET HER IN REVERSE COWGIRL AFTER 9 MINUTES OF DOGGY, SHE HAVES OUT A HUGE ORGASM NOISE WHILE SHE SCREAMS IN THAT HUGE SCREAM SHE DOES SO WELL, I SAID " SHUT THE FUCK UP " OH GOD JOHNNY NEVER LIKED THIS POSITION I ALWAYS WANTED TO TRY, WHILE I WAS HUMPING HER BRAINS WITH MY 9 INCH PENIS, I ASSUMED TASTING HWER TITS JUST LIKE I DID WITH ALL THE OTHER GIRLS, SHE FINALLY CUMMED IN UNDER 18:21 SECONDS OF WALL SEX PLUS THE POUNDING THAT ASS TOOK WHILE I WAS INSIDE HER DOGGYSTYLE, SHE DEEPTHROATS ME AND THEN I SPEW MY LOAD IN HER MOUTH WITH HER GIVING ME A LOOK OF SATISFACTION...

-IF YOU' D LIKE ME TO WRITE WHAT HAPPENS IF I WAS ON SMACKDOWN THEN LET ME KNOW...-

“Do you know whose down in the kitchen at this very moment?” Salem asked as he hopped up on the bed.

“Our new tenants,” came the huffy reply. Sabrina didn’t really need Salem’s stupid guessing games at the moment. “I left Libby and Carol with what’s his name so they could get to know each other. And Libby didn’t look thrilled with the idea of sharing the house with a geek.”

“Geek, yes. But a famous geek. Sabrina, that’s Greg Flengen!”

“Yeah, I believe that’s what he said his name was,” the young witch replied, paying the cat very little attention.

“Mortal realm to Sabrina, you’re new tenant is host of ‘Ghosts Today!’ You know, one of those shows where their out to either find ghosts or prove a place isn’t haunted.”

Sabrina’s head snapped around, her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. It had been bad enough in high school to hide the fact that she was a witch, especially in her senior year when Brad had first returned to West Bridge and still had his witch hunting gene. But then when she’d gone of to college and had been roommates with Miles things had become worse since he was trying to prove the existence of UFOs and such. But Greg Flengen was renowned as a local ghost hunter, and he’d probably be able to find witches as well. Now she wished she had throttled him when he arrived.

“Salem, this is just great! How am I going to cast the lactation spell on five women with a ghost hunter in the house. And for that matter, what do you think he’s going to do at the end of this month?”

“Yeah, he’s going to think he found the other end of the rainbow with all the ghosts and goblins that are bound to come through the portal,” Salem chuckled, putting on a really bad Irish accent.

“This is serious, cat!” Sabrina retorted, flicking her finger in his general direction and sending him flying off the bed. She then proceeded to conjure a breast pump. “It’s easy to cast this spell on myself in here because I’ve got my door closed and am by myself. But I’m sure he’ll get a little suspicious if I call all the women in this house into my room. Not to mention having us running around producing breast milk when none of us are pregnant or have babies.”

“He’s not here all the time, Sabrina, so just cast the spell when he’s gone. Plus he’s never seen Roxie and Morgan, so he has no clue whether or not their already lactating. Besides, I heard him telling Libby and Carol he’d be leaving tomorrow and would be gone for a week.

Sabrina smiled as she turned back to her spell book. Having Greg in the house would make things a little more difficult, but at least she knew she could cast the spell on the others once he left. Nodding to herself as she began thinking of ways to cast the spell on the others, she stepped back from the book and pointed her finger at herself, reciting the words in the book.

“I know these breasts would like to rest, but I need milk so make it quick.”

Sparkles shot from the end of her finger, striking her in the chest. She felt her breast tingle for a moment then the tingling subsided. Looking down, she expected to find a wet spot on her blouse, but there was nothing. Five minutes ticked by and still nothing was happening. Had she cast the spell right? Was she supposed to have taken off her shirt and bra?

She started back towards the book when she began to feel her breast begin to swell. By the time she looked down it was clear they were already a size or two too big for the bra she wearing and still growing. She had to get out of the bra before it became any more uncomfortable. She tore at the buttons on her blouse so she could get it off, not able to think clear enough to even come up with the thought of zapping both it and the bra away. As she did so, she could feel pressure building up inside her chest, feel her nipples becoming rock hard and sore from rubbing against the increasingly too small bra.

Finally getting the blouse off herself, she ripped at the clasp of her front hooking bra, tearing the damn thing right off herself. And just in time too for as soon as it fell away her nipples began squirting out milk.

“Thar she blows!” Salem cheered, having jumped up onto her desk to see if she had indeed cast the spell right. He was right in the way of the stream of breast milk and quickly found himself covered.

Without the constraint of her bra and with the pressure having backed off a bit from what it was originally, Sabrina’s breasts stopped squirting like crazy. But her breast still felt awfully full, as if they needed someone to suckle them to ease the pain their fullness was causing her. Sabrina reached up and squeezed both her nipples, causing a second wave to spray over the black cat. And also causing her loins to begin stirring. Picking up the pump, she stuck it over her nipples and began pumping out breast milk, which caused her pussy to start getting nice and wet.

“Salem, this is incredible. I’m getting so fucking horny just from having my tits pumped.” This time she had the presence of mind to actually zap away her clothing rather than struggle with it. With the rest of it gone, she dipped a couple fingers into her snatch and brought them out for the cat to see just how wet she was. She sucked them clean before returning to playing with herself. “Wow, if I’d known lactating makes a girl this fucking horny, I’d have had Harvey knock me up years ago.”

“Well young lady,” Salem said in his best professor like voice, once he’d cleaned himself up, “it says right here that the only known side effect of this spell when cast on an individual is that it makes her extremely horny until she stops lactating. While lactating might make some women horny naturally, what’s happening to you is a magical side effect.”

Sabrina didn’t care at the moment, all she knew was that she needed some relief and she needed it fast. She quickly zapped open her bottom dresser drawer and summoned her chrome vibrator. It zipped across the room, landing in her free hand. Normally Sabrina would have started by rubbing it across her nipples, but as they were already occupied by the breast pump she decided it was time to go straight for her pussy.

Flicking it on, she ran the vibrator along her pussy lips, moaning as the vibrations sent tingles up her spine. She kept running it along her slit, teasing herself to increase the pleasure she was feeling. As she ran it up to her clit, Sabrina gasped in surprise. Normally it would take several long minutes before she was aroused enough for her little clit to come out of it’s hood. But already it was out, and even more sensitive than she was used to. At the very moment the vibrator touched her button she had a mini orgasm, something she had never experienced this soon before.

Somewhat lost in the moment, she held the sex toy to her clit, the vibrations causing her to pass through a steady stream of mini orgasms. They were like a string of firecrackers, as one began dieing away she was hit by another. The feeling was incredible, almost as good as what she’d felt giving Libby her first orgasm. She wanted to scream, but nothing would come out of her mouth.

Finally after a few minutes of this she slipped the vibrator back down and began pushing it past her lips. Sabrina was so wet by this time that it was like sliding a hot knife through butter. Before she knew it, her fingers were resting against her lips, the thumb brushing across her clit. Grunting, she pulled it out until the tip just barely parted her lips then pushed it back in. Out, in, in, out, getting a nice rhythm going as she fucked herself. Each time she pushed the vibrator in, she made certain to rub her clit with the pad of her thumb at the end of the each stroke before pulling back out.

“That’s it girl, work that thing!” Salem cheered. For the millionth time he wished the council hadn’t turned him into a cat. At least when he was human he could have jerked off to the show the young witch was giving him, and maybe screwed her senseless if she’d let him.

Panting, Sabrina started shoving the sex toy in harder, feeling her orgasm welling up inside. Her body was slick with perspiration, but she wanted more. She started angling the little chrome shaft around until she had it rubbing against her g-spot. That was all it took for the wave to slam into her. Sabrina screamed out in primal lust as her orgasms took control of her. She shook uncontrollably, feeling as if she’d never stop cumming. Her pussy walls were contracting around the vibrator, trying to milk it as if it were a real cock. She could feel her juices escaping around the battery operated invader, flow down her thighs and puddling on the floor under her ass. But she was too far gone to care, she just let go of the vibrator and started squeezing her tits.

She took of the breast pump so as to get a better grip on her nipples. Tugging at them, she squirted milk across the room as the vibrator slowly worked it’s way out of her tender pussy. She then bent her head forward, holding the left tit up so she could lick the nipple. Before that could happen, her fingers squeezed the nipple, shooting her in the face with her own milk.

Licking her lips, Sabrina decided she liked the taste and proceed to try and inhale her own nipple. But her breast wasn’t big enough to allow her to do more than lick it, so she settled for the next best thing. Squeezing out a little milk, just enough so that it didn’t squirt but merely covered the nipple, and then lapping it clean. It was only after a few minutes of this that she finally realized her orgasm had stopped and she was feeling a cool breeze on her slit.

Getting unsteadily to her feet, Sabrina looked around at the mess she made. Her breast still felt full of milk, but at least she wasn’t as horny anymore and she didn’t feel like she needed to be milked. Her mind was clear enough that she could think up a spell to clean up first the room then herself. Once that was done she cast another spell so as to clothe herself, this time wearing a bra for women who were lactating.

“Wow, that spell’s really something else,” she announced, feeling a little flushed and sore from fucking herself so hard.

“I’ll say,” Salem panted, clearly worked up by what he’d just seen.

“Ah, poor kitty have blue balls?” Sabrina teased.

“Not for much longer,” Salem said, an idea coming to mind. He hopped from Sabrina’s desk to the open window, heading for the oak tree outside it. “Mrs. Arnold, you’re little Fluffy is going to have a good time tonight.”

“Salem, you stay away from Fluffy, she’s a prize winning Persian!” But it was too late, the black cat was already on his way down the tree.

*****

Libby prattled on and on about her life since leaving West Bridge as she moved about her new room. Occasionally she’d stop after saying something that she now realized might offended Sabrina and cast a nervous glance at the young witch before offering a quick apology. Then she’d rush headlong into what she’d been saying again as if nothing had happened.

Although Libby had already put her clothes and valuables away earlier in the day, there was still things she had to do to the room to make it feel like home to her. When Sabrina had arrived in the kitchen shortly after her masturbation session, Libby had announced she needed to return to her room to finish unpacking and had given Sabrina an almost unnoticeable nod of the head as she left, blushing ever so slightly. Sabrina had given her fifteen minutes head start before following. Even with Greg still in the house, she couldn’t contain her desire to see Libby’s tits dripping milk. Maybe it was a sense of revenge for all those years of torment, or maybe she was still horny. It didn’t really matter to her. And besides, Gregg had made the very subtle comment just after Libby left that he figured she had given birth recently and given the baby up for adoption.

Carol had tried pointing out to him that Libby might either be really well endowed through genetics or had had a little surgery done to enhance her bust line. But the geek countered with the argument that he was getting a certain kind of vide of her, a kind he caught only off someone who was possessed or a woman who had given birth. He claimed that only the best ghost hunters could detect items of a supernatural nature without any equipment. Although there was something about women who had just given birth that felt almost like they were possessed when they weren’t.

Sabrina did have to laugh to herself about what he said, though at the same time it frightened her a little. Although he clearly had no clue what he was talking about, she did have to wonder if he could detect magic in some way and that, coupled with his own preconceived ideas, was why he thought Libby had given birth. If so, it could make him very dangerous to have around. But at least it made him seem less likely to become suspicious of Libby if she suddenly started lactating.

"Class, each pairing will have two weeks to complete this project on the lives and habits of an animal. Select wisely."

The teacher turned to the board and began to clean it, he asked for any questions, my hand shot up to ask why I got Lizzie but with his back still to us he said "class dismissed". With that the room emptied and I was left sitting alone and Lizzie hadn't even bothered to talk to me.

Hey I'm a nobody. I'm not tall enough for the basketball team, I'm not big enough for the football team and I'm not fast enough for the track team. I get a B average in class. My only "fame" at school is cycling, for which I won the school its only trophy. So the big question was still hanging out there "Why me and Lizzie?". I spent the rest of the day in a daze, so that night at home I put together some stuff to show Lizzie to see which way we should go on this project.

I caught up to her at lunch the next day and I showed her my selection of animal choices. Gordo looked impressed and told Lizzie she could ace this project with me. Lizzie looked bored, then she wrote her phone number on a piece of paper "Ring me Saturday and then we can work on this." she said. Then Miranda arrived with some girly gossip and I was just ignored so I left her and her friends.

I'd done a fair bit of work on the project during the week and I thought that on Saturday Lizzie could at least paste a few things together and write some captions for the pictures. Well come Saturday morning and getting the paper from my wallet I went to ring Lizzie to see what would be a good time to come over. She didn't answer, surprise. I tried again after about an hour and still no luck.

Sick of just sitting around I bundled all my notes into a back pack and then I had three choices,

1) get Mom to drive me over (I'd look dumb if no one was home)
2) get the bus (why waste the money if she's not there)
3) ride my bike ( good for getting out frustrations)

I decided to ride and just to impress her I put on my one piece cycling suit hoping this may jog her memory for who I was. It took about 20 minutes riding hard to reach Lizzie's house and as I turned the corner I saw a car pulling into the drive. "Yes" I thought "she is home". Riding up the drive I got off my bike as an attractive women exited the car, her legs swinging enough to give me a quick view up her skirt.

"Hi, are you a friend of Lizzies?" she asked.

"Yeah, my names Joe, Lizzie and I are paired for a science project." I replied.

"Well she never mentioned that to me. She's gone out with Miranda and Gordo for the rest of the day."

I bent over and placed my hands on my knees taking a few deep breaths to calm me down. Mrs McGuire came over and patted me on the back and asked if I was alright.

"You see Mrs McGuire I've done all this work on the lives and mating habits of animals and Lizzie has done zip and I'm supposed to put her name on it."

"Why don't you come inside and I'll get you a cold drink and then I'll see what I can do to makeup for Lizzie's thoughtlessness."

I followed Mrs McGuire up the stairs to the front door. She had her hand bag as well as another bag of groceries. She went to unlock the door when she dropped the keys I quickly bent to pick them up and as I did I got another look at her legs.

"Just drop your bag and follow me" she said heading for the kitchen. I put my bag where no one would trip on it and went to the kitchen.  Mrs McGuire was on a step stool reaching for a glass from the cupboard and again I got another look at her legs as her skirt rode up. It was then that I felt my cock twitch as it reacted to some sub conscious thought flashing in my brain. I looked away, shook my head and moved closer to the counter in case she saw my hardening cock.

She got me that drink and we talked about the project. She was genuinely interested and added some ideas I'd missed. I finished the drink and said I'd better leave. It was then that she asked me to help bring her other shopping from the car. I agreed but was sure surprised when I discovered whole cartons of stuff filling the car.

"I shop at the bulk discount mart and the boys very nicely packed it for me." she gave me a funny smile as she handed me the first box.

I took boxes of all sorts of stuff inside and then because I was sweating Mrs McGuire offered another drink. While I was drinking it she then asked could I stay and help her unpack. I agreed and she began working out the best way to store everything. One box contained about 50 rolls of toilet paper and I suggested that they go on top of the cupboards instead of inside. She agreed and climbed the step ladder asking me to pass her some rolls.

From this position I again could see up her skirt and as she made movements with her hips I got a look at her crotch and arse. She was wearing pale blue cotton panties that matched the colour of the bra I could see through her white blouse. I kept passing her the rolls when she told me to stop and hold the ladder. She then stepped from the ladder to the counter top, right over my head, and back again. I could see her pubic hair through the lace panels on her panties. My cock again began to twitch and I struggled to maintain control. Was this women coming on to me or just teasing?

"Joe, can we trade places, this next box is full of heavy cans?"

"Sure Mrs McGuire." I stammered

Stepping from the ladder she looked a me and I just stared at her face, framed by those sexy glasses, until I realised she wanted me up the ladder. I scooted up a few steps and when I looked down to take the cans I could see the tops of her breasts, held tight by the bra, down the front of her blouse.

Now I was in a spot of bother because my position on the ladder meant my cock was level with her face. Trying not to look down her blouse made me think of what I'd see if I looked down and thinking of what I'd see made my cock twitch and swell.

Suddenly Mrs McGuire asked if I knew that some animals put on a display of bright colors to attract a potential mate or that they had several sexual partners to ensure the survival of the species. I gulped, my mouth drying, my head spinning when I felt a hand tracing the length of my cock through my bike pants. Did you also know, she kept talking, that in some species the female picks the male she wishes to mate with. The grip on my cock tighened and I climbed down the ladder to try and relieve the pressure.

Mrs McGuire took my hand and placed it on her breast and I matched her grip on my cock squeeze for squeeze. She moved forward and kissed me forcing her tongue into my mouth. She then stepped around my leg and humped my thigh whilst still kissing me. Still gripping my cock she walked me to the lounge room then taking one of my hands placed it under her skirt right on her mound.

"Rub and squeeze here" she whispered in my ear.

I rubbed and squeezed as I was told and feeling a little daring I slipped a finger under the material and ran it along her moistened slit. She moaned deeply into my mouth so I slid the finger to her opening and with one movement sank it into her cunt. I felt the weight as her knees went weak for a moment but she stepped back and removed her blouse and bra.

Her breasts were firm and topped with stiff nipples and my mouth went straight to work on them. Her hand was on the back of my head pushing me deep into these fleshy mounds. By now I had two fingers jammed up her cunt and was pumping them as fast as I could.

She pushed me off her breasts and grabbed the zip of my cycling suit. Pulling it down in one motion my cock finally sprang to release. Mrs McGuire dropped to her knees and swallowed my cock deep into her mouth, her tongue twirling around the head, as her own head bobbed down the length of my shaft. Mrs Mcguire then stood and undid her skirt to drop it to the floor followed by her panties. She had short trimmed pubic hair and this I got to see close up as she pushed my head into her crotch and instructed me on how to eat a women. Legs either side and both of her hands on my head she humped my face as she moaned and groaned.

A few minutes of licking and her cunt was slick with our mixed juices. She then knelt on the lounge with her arse to me and asked if I'd learnt how to do it like the animals. Positioning my cock at her opening I placed both hands on her backside and thrust forward while pulling her towards me. A primal scream erupted from her as she pushed her arse back to greet each new trust of my cock. I was now pistoning my cock into her cunt and about to explode my load when she stopped and asked me to shoot it over her face and breasts. She turned to me and pumped my cock several times until I spurted a line of white goo across her face. The next shot splattered her chin and dripped to her breasts then she took my cock back into her mouth to suck out the rest.

The two of us sunk to the floor, her face covered in cum, her pussy leaking like a tap. My cock was slowly deflating when Lizzie walked in and I though she was going to scream but instead she asked her mother what was going on and her mother replied, "Honey I'm helping you get an A on your science project." and with that she looked a me and laughed and all I could do was give her a thumbs up.

   
  

"Crafty move, Britney; not crafty enough though" I thought to myself as she drove past. So as not to raise suspicion I waited until she was almost out of sight before turning my lights on and following her. The big block V8 under my hood made catching up with her easy, and I proceeded to follow her. Whenever she took a left, I would rush to the next intersection, take that left and circle around the block. Whilst this made my following her harder than it needed to be, it also reduced the chance that Britney would get suspicious of me. In hindsight, using a muscle car wasn't the best of ideas - it stuck out a mile!

Eventually we reached the countryside, and I waited until we were on a straight, open road, with no other traffic in sight. As soon as it got quiet, I shifted down a gear and floored the accelerator. The sudden acceleration flung me back in my seat, and the Chevelle rocketed forward. The sudden roar of the V8 seemed to have startled Britney, because her car had swerved over to the shoulder and was braking hard. I sent my car into a spin, ending up a few metres further down the shoulder, but with my left-headlight the only casualty. As Britney exited her car and started calling to me to see if was okay, I pulled on my balaclava and grabbed the Desert Eagle under my seat. As soon as I could see her facial features clearly, I flung my door open, stood up and pointed the Eagle at her. Because she had kept on walking toward me as I got out of the car, when I raised th gun it came up within inches of her face. For a split second she didn't register what was in my hand, and that was all it took. In the half-second it took her to realise what was happening, I had my arm around her neck and my gun to her head.

"Alright, bitch! I know who you are and I also know that you will be coming quietly!"
"Wha? Who are you?"
"Do you really think i'm dumb enought to tell you that?"
"Er... I, um.."
"Oh, and if you were thinking of calling for help, don't. I really don't want to get your blood on my car"
Horror filled her eyes as she realised she was trapped.
"Now, I want you to put your head on the hood with your hands behind your back. Kicking me in the crotch would also result in a very dead blonde"
"O-o-o-kay, mister, but you know you'll never get away with this!"
"Oh but I will, Bitchney"

She laid her head on the hood of my car, with her hands behind her back, which I proceeded to handcuff together. I then picked her up and put her in the boot of my car - gagged, of course.

End of Chapter 1, Chapter 2 is up to the reviewers! If you want Jed to get caught, put it in your review, if you want him to get away to a secluded ranch, put that in, or if you can think of something better than that, put that instead!

Harry reached the park and looked around to make sure that no one was around and then pulled his wand out. "BANG" A double-decker bus showed up out of nowhere and came to a stop right in front of Harry. Stan was not the greeter this time since he was in jail still on a trumped up charge. Instead, was a beautiful blonde-haired woman about 19 years old and was a knock out in Harry's opinion. "Welcome to the knight bus 'even though it’s daytime they have got to change the name of this bus'

Transportation for the stranded witch or wizard, I am Eva and I will be your conductor for the day," the woman proclaimed. Her voice was beautiful and if Harry did not know, better he would claim she was a veela. Harry helped her hoist his trunk up into one of the compartments and took the stair to the second level to where there was only a little girl, she looked to be about 15, and Harry decided to sit right next to her. "I'm Rose and blimey you’re Harry Potter, I've heard about you. You defeated HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED" Rose said happily. However, all Harry could think about was how Hermione had said about the same things to him in his first year.

Rose just started talking away about her life and within a half an hour he thought he knew everything there was to know about her. Harry was listening with his eyes wandered down to her breasts. "Not bad" Harry thought to himself. Her breasts stuck out quite a bit and she had plenty of cleavage. She was wearing a white halter-top with a black Minnie skirt. It was obvious to Harry that she was not wearing a bra. Harry accidentally dropped his wand and Rose said she would pick it up. She bent over in her chair, reached for the wand, and fell face first onto the floor. Just then, Harry got a good glimpse of her bald, pink pussy. Harry got instantly hard and tried to hide his erection by pulling his cock up so it does not bulge out and the waistband could hold it for him. He had just got it straightened and pulled his hand away before she turned around all red in the face and gave Harry his wand back. Harry asked her if she was all right after that little fall.

All Harry could think about that pink pussy and started thinking of a plan to see it again. Harry pretended to go to sleep. He closed his eyes with them open up just enough to see through them. He then let his hand slowly roll out of his hand and onto the floor. Rose looked at him then whispered "he must have fell asleep boor boy" and this time she decided to get down on her hands and knees first and then reached for the wand. "BANG" the bus came to a halt in front of the leaky cauldron and someone got off. The wand had rolled a little down the bus and Rose crawled after it. Just then, Harry had gotten an idea when the events of last night popped into his head. Harry pulled out his cock and crept up on Rose whose but was sticking up into the air. Harry just grabbed her hips and jammed his cock into her brown eye. She squealed loudly as Harry started pumping her ass.

After a few strokes, she started getting used to the feeling of his cock pounding into her and started moaning. "Harder, faster bring it on big boy. Show me why you’re the chosen one" rose screamed out. Harry was just encouraged to pump faster and faster. Harry could feel his balls swell up. He knew he was about to explode so Harry grabbed her hips and slammed it hard in the ass and just exploded into her. Harry just collapsed onto her feeling relief. Just then, Eva came up the stairs to see what the commotion was and saw Harry lying on top of Rose. Eva walked over to them and lifted Harry up and rolled him over onto his back. Eva was but naked by now and Harry figured she must have used some spell to do it. Eva stood over Harry’s head and told him to start sucking while she started sitting on his face. Harry stuck his tongue out as far as he could and tongue fucked her. Eva reached around, grabbed hold of Harry’s limp dick, and got it hard right away. She then spun around and started sucking Harry's dick. Harry reached above his head to where his wand still laid and grabbed it. He took the fat end of it and shoved it into Eva’s pussy. She squealed like a stuffed pig. Harry withdrew his wand almost all the way and shoved it back in. Eva was enjoying this and more, Harry could tell by the moans coming from her mouth.

Harry told her he was about to cum but she just started sucking harder and faster. Eva stared panting fast then all of a sudden, Harry was all wet. Eva had come all over Harry's face, which just excited Harry more, and he exploded into her mouth. After the last drop, Harry and Eva stood up, Eva pointed her wand at Harry and in an instant, he was dry and clean. Harry looked over at Rose and she seemed like she had passed out. He just shrugged and headed down the stairs followed by a fully clothed Eva. "Next stop the Burrow," said the bus driver then "BANG" Harry was looking out at the burrow at the end of a long driveway. "Locomotor luggage" Harry said and hid trunk followed him off the bus. Harry turned and Eva smiled and said, "Please use the knight bus again" and Harry could swear she gave him a wink right before the bus took off.

To Be Continued...