HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 149: Helping! ] (Patreon)

As she explained this, she slowly took off his shirt and jeans, dropping them on the ground, grazing his skin with her fingertips, leaving him just in his underwear.

She smiled coyly at the tent pitched in his briefs. "You can start, Harry. Do what you want, I'll help you through it."

Harry breathed heavily and nodded, his cheeks red and his chest heaving. "Sit in my lap."

She said nothing and climbed into his lap. Her naked pussy pressing into his hardness and her legs folded under her knees on either side of his hips.

Harry gasped as her weight settled onto him. Her heat was pooling on his crotch, making him throb with want. He enclosed her into his arms, locking his hands behind her back and pulling her tightly against him.

He almost came as her warm core slid over his boner.

Her bare breasts were flushed against his upper chest, as she squashed herself against his front.

"Kiss me." He mumbled in daze. Because for the first time in his life, his goddess was naked and in his lap.

He had dreamed about this hundreds of times. But for once, the reality was too dreamy, and the dream too hollow.

"Good. Starting with a kiss shows that you are not here for just sex." She smiled with a hint of pride, lowering her lips over his, exhaling, yet not touching him. "Start slowly with a close mouthed kiss, and then part your lips a little."

She whispered huskily over his mouth, giggling at the glassy adoring look in his eyes, forgetting that she wasn't supposed to enjoy this.

"Kiss me!" He repeated, a little desperately, hugging her tightly, his breath blowing over her lips and causing a shiver to run down her spine. She smiled amusedly and met his mouth with hers.

It was just a peck which then graduated into a slow languid kiss. Lily cupped his face and kissed him lovingly, guiding him here and there, trying to better his skill.

Harry was in heaven, the sensation of his mum's soft lips on his was more sensual than he could have ever imagined. He ran his fingers up and down her spine, their kiss heating up and her lips opening a little. He fit his upper lip between her lips and let her suck him, while he sucked her plump lower lip.

She didn't complain when in the haze of lust, he took her tits, squeezing them between his fingers, losing himself in the pleasure, and in her beautiful flesh. His boner tingled underneath her and trembled helplessly, wanting nothing more than to cease this torture and spurt out the pressure.

Soon, their tongues got involved and for the next five minutes, they snogged wantonly while Harry groped all over her body. By the end of it, there was not a single spot of her skin which didn't get his attention. 

From her heels to her fingers, Harry touched her everywhere, almost feverishly, and too greedily.

Her breasts were unworldly, her arse was to die for and her lips, oh her lips, which were moving and mashing, sliding and rolling, sucking and blowing, were in the forefront of his mind, taking away his freedom to think coherently and clouding his brain with love and pleasure.

He fondled her arse cheeks, mauling and pulling them while he familiarised himself with her sweet mouth. But soon, she pulled back, her cheeks coloured red and her mouth dripping saliva. She shot him a salacious smirk and moved away.

His face showed his displeasure and disappointment, but she didn't stay. She rolled her eyes at his impatience and kissed him quickly, but with an assuring strength, before sliding down and dropping onto her knees.

His eyes widened and his heart thumped in excitement as she wiggled her fingers inside the band of his underwear and took it off, throwing it on the growing pile of the clothes.

"Stand up." She commanded. He did. This was his first time, he was fine with letting her take control for now. But from tomorrow, he would show her who was the master in the bedroom.

Keeping his thoughts to himself, he stood up and looked down at her.

Her silky red hair flowed down her shoulders in two streams, hiding most of her breasts. Seeing the need in his eyes, she gathered her hair and threw it behind her, baring her hanging boobs for his viewing pleasure.

Her round gravity defying mounds, topped with big circular pink areolas and stiff nipples. He didn't think he would ever find another pair of tits better than this one.

His cock sprang up excitedly as he glanced down at the sexiest woman, who herself was looking up at him with lustful eyes. She smiled at him slyly. This smile held a great promise for a good time.

She settled on her knees and placed her arms on his hips, balancing herself. Then she kissed the tip before swallowing the head of his cock. She sucked on it hard, swirling her wet tongue around his dick.

Harry moaned, reaching down to touch her breasts.

And just like that, in the first half of the minute, he squirmed and emptied his balls into her mouth, filling her throat with his cream, spasming and panting. He curled his fingers at his sides and tried not to fall from the sensation overload.

She gulped it down like a pro and looked up at him with smug satisfaction. She stood up on her unsteady feet, offering him an affectionate smile as he took her arms, steadying her.

She chuckled as his hands found her tits. There was no need to question what part of her body he liked the most.

"You are still hard." she grinned, wrapping her nimble fingers around his length, giving it a couple of strokes. She gasped when he pinched her pronounced nips. "It is time to take the last step. Come on, follow me."