The MILF Next Door (Ch. 5 - Hermione's Anal Adventure) (Patreon)

Hermione pulled Harry into her room and closed the door gently, flicking the latch across to lock them both safely away from any chance interruptions. Once certain they were fully alone, her face contorted in frustration. Harry regarded her quizzically. "Everything alright?"

"No," she huffed irritably, crossing her arms beneath her chest and scowling petulantly. "I can't stop thinking about yesterday."

"Yesterday? What happened yesterday?" Harry asked curiously, unsure where this sudden change in mood stemmed from.

"Mum," she replied simply, rolling her eyes expressively. "She's... I don't know how to describe it. It's not fair! Why does she have to be so much better than me at everything?"

Harry blinked at her in surprise. "You think your mum's better than you at everything?"

"Well, no," Hermione admitted grudgingly. "But when it comes to pleasing men, yes!"

Harry shook his head, raising his hands in surrender. "Look, I don't think your mum's better than you just because she's older. You're both amazing in your own ways. Besides, I don't know where you're getting this idea from."

Hermione frowned at him, her arms folded resolutely beneath her chest. "You're just trying to be nice. Don't worry, I know the truth," she insisted. "When I decided to suck you off right next to my dad yesterday, I thought I was making the play of my life! I thought I was being so daring, so bold, so... so... sexy!"

Harry smiled wryly. "You were being all those things, Hermione. I was blown away."

Hermione didn't look convinced.

"Really, I did enjoy it. The danger made it even hotter. Knowing we could have gotten caught at any moment made every second feel incredible. And then your dad woke up and caught us, and I thought that was it. But you just looked your dad in the eye and started rubbing my cum into your skin pretending it was sunscreen, I couldn't believe my eyes!"

Hermione flushed scarlet at his crude description, looking down bashfully. "Yeah, I guess that part did turn out okay... But then mum came out and started riding you right there in front of dad, and I just... I just couldn't compete with that..."

Harry sighed heavily. "Listen, Hermione, you are incredibly attractive. Sexy doesn't begin to cover it. There's nothing you need to do or prove here. You're drop dead gorgeous, and I want you just the way you are. Okay?"

Hermione glanced up shyly through her lashes, biting her lip nervously. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely positive," Harry assured her fervently. "But if there's anything I can do to help convince you, I'd do it in a heartbeat."

"Really?" Hermione asked, her eyes lighting up with hope.

"Really," Harry confirmed, nodding his head firmly.

Hermione chewed on her lower lip for a long moment before finally speaking again. "Well, there is something that could convince me..." Hermione began. "I- I want to please you in a way mum never has. I want to do something for you that she's never done before. Something that will make you feel good, something that will make you feel special. Something that will make you feel like I'm better than her."

Harry swallowed hard, his throat bobbing nervously as he stared at her, his eyes wide with surprise. "What did you have in mind, exactly?"

"You tell me," Hermione replied, her voice low and sultry, her eyes smouldering with unspoken desire. "What's something you've always wanted to do with me or mum that you've never done before?"

Harry blushed slightly, feeling a little awkward at the sudden turn of conversation. "Well... Actually, there is one thing," he admitted bashfully. "But it's a bit..."

"I'll do it," Hermione declared firmly, cutting him off before he could finish. "Whatever it is, I'll do it. I trust you, Harry. I want to do this. I want to prove to you that I'm just as good as mum, if not better."

Hermione's eyes were filled with determination as she stared at him, her gaze unwavering. Harry sighed, knowing there was no way he could talk her out of it now.

"Alright," he conceded. "There is something I've been dying to try..."

Hermione waited patiently for him to continue, her eyes sparkling with excitement and curiosity, eager to learn what it was he desired most.

"I've always wanted to try anal," Harry finally confessed. "I've always thought it looked really hot, but I've never had the chance to actually try it. I'd love to give it a go with you, if you're up for it."

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't look upset or disgusted. Instead, she blushed prettily, her cheeks flushing a soft shade of pink as she considered his request. After several moments of contemplation, she nodded slowly. "Okay," she agreed. "I trust you, Harry. I want to make you happy, and if that's what you want, then I want to try it."

Harry grinned widely, unable to contain his happiness. "Really? You're sure?"

Hermione nodded, her cheeks still flushed with colour. "Yes, I'm sure."

Without another word, Harry leaned forward, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, their mouths melding together hungrily as they lost themselves within each other's embrace. Hermione moaned softly, her lips parting beneath his, allowing his tongue to probe deeply within her, exploring her warm, soft depths.

As they kissed, Harry reached down, grabbing hold of her plump bottom beneath her tiny skirt, giving it an appreciative squeeze as he held her close against him. She gasped softly, breaking free of their kiss long enough to catch her breath once more.

Her nipples stood proudly at attention, hard peaks jutting from her full breasts, visible proof of her growing arousal. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, drawing in ragged gulps of air as she struggled to maintain control over herself.

Sensing his desire mounting, Hermione began stroking him gently through his trousers, massaging his thick length as best she could while fully clothed. He groaned softly, his hips bucking involuntarily towards her touch, desperate for more contact between them.

Hermione looked up at him with a mischievous grin. "I think we should get naked," she suggested slyly.

Harry nodded in agreement, watching intently as she stripped off her crop-top, revealing her pert, perky tits, capped by small, dark nipples that beaded tightly under his hungry gaze.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," he rasped, his throat dry as he stared openly at her bare flesh.

Hermione blushed prettily, her cheeks flushing a soft shade of pink as she grinned at him, clearly pleased by his reaction.

Turning around and bending over, she reached back, unfastening her skirt and letting it slide down her curvy hips, pooling around her ankles before she stepped free of the fabric, revealing her fantastic ass.

It was round and firm, dimpled lightly where her thighs met her buttocks, smooth and supple under his admiring stare. The sight alone made his cock throb painfully inside its tight constraints, straining desperately to break free so it might sink into her welcoming warmth.

Hermione glanced coyly over her shoulder at him, her lips curling into a flirtatious grin as she swayed her hips invitingly, shimmying her bottom enticingly for his viewing pleasure.

Harry couldn't help but grin wickedly at her playful tease, his hands already working to free himself from his own clothes, desperate to feel her smooth, soft flesh against his own.

Within seconds, he was standing fully naked before her, his rampant erection pointing accusingly at her lithe form, dripping pre-cum like a leaking faucet as it waited impatiently for its turn to plunge deeply within her depths.

Hermione's eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of his thick, pulsating length, her lips parting in a soft gasp as she stared at his impressive girth. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like inside her, filling her ass so completely that she would struggle to contain him, feeling every inch as he slid deep within her bowels.

Hermione's thoughts were interrupted as Harry playfully smacked her ass, causing her to jump with a high-pitched squeak of surprise. Instinctively, she threw herself onto the bed, ass in the air as she propped herself up on all fours, her back arching as she wiggled her bottom enticingly, motioning for him to join her.

He eagerly obliged, crawling across the mattress until he knelt behind her, staring at her perfect heart-shaped ass, barely contained by the thin strip of lace covering her most intimate area.

Slowly, reverently, he leaned forward, pressing his nose to her panty-covered mound, inhaling deeply as he breathed in the intoxicating scent of her arousal.

Hermione whimpered softly as he explored her secret space, her pussy dampening further beneath her panties as she felt the heat emanating from his breath against her most sensitive flesh.

Unable to resist any longer, Harry hooked his fingers beneath the waistband of her thong, tugging them slowly downwards, baring her glistening slit to his greedy gaze. As soon as her panties cleared her curves, he tossed them aside carelessly, leaving her exposed entirely for his visual delight.

Taking in the sight of her fully bared pussy, Harry couldn't help but stare at her perfect form for a long moment, taking in every detail of her swollen labia, her pink, glistening folds, and her puckered hole.

Without warning, he dove face first into her snatch, burying his tongue deep within her core, savouring the taste of her musky essence upon his palate.

Hermione cried out loudly, throwing her head back as she moaned wantonly, overwhelmed by the sudden intrusion of his probing tongue. She writhed wildly before him, grinding her hips against his mouth as he feasted ravenously upon her juicy twat.

As he lapped and sucked at her slickened folds, Harry reached around, seeking out her swollen clit hidden amongst the folds of her labia. When he found it, he began to circle her little bud, pressing lightly against it, eliciting further soft, needy moans from the petite witch.

Hermione's moans grew louder, her breath coming in ragged, hitching gasps as she panted before him, writhing and wriggling on the bed as he worked his magic upon her.

With each lap of his tongue, her pussy quivered and shook, her arousal rising higher and higher as she approached her inevitable climax.

Just when Hermione thought she could take no more, Harry slipped one long, slickened digit between her rounded globes, pushing gently past her resisting ring of muscle, breaching her final barrier.

"Harry!" she screamed, her voice hoarse and raw as she came hard, her entire body convulsing uncontrollably as wave after wave of ecstasy washed through her trembling frame.

Her pussy clenched and unclenched around nothing as her muscles tightened in response to her powerful orgasm, grasping desperately for something to fill her, some form of relief from the overwhelming pleasure threatening to consume her entirely.

Before she had even finished cumming, Harry replaced his tongue with two fingers, sliding easily within her still spasming cunt, fucking her gently as she rode out the last vestiges of her intense release.

Once she finally calmed enough to speak again, Hermione glanced over her shoulder at him, her cheeks flushed with colour, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath once more.

"Fuck me," she demanded huskily, her voice low and sultry as she begged him for more. "Take me up the ass, Harry. I want to feel you inside me."

Harry grinned wickedly, withdrawing his fingers from her drenched channel, bringing them to his lips to suckle clean her tangy nectar off his digits. Once satisfied, he shifted position, moving himself directly behind her prone figure, aligning their bodies perfectly.

He brushed the tip of his cock against her moist entrance, rubbing gently as he coated his manhood in her slick fluids, ensuring a smooth entry when he finally penetrated her tightly stretched opening.

"Ready?" he asked her huskily, his voice thick with want.

Hermione nodded eagerly, her eyes bright with excitement as she looked back at him, her expression filled with desire and longing. "Yes, please, Harry. I want you inside me. I want to feel you fill me up completely."

Harry didn't hesitate, pressing firmly against her rear passage, feeling her tight ring of muscle yield reluctantly to his insistent pressure. Slowly, carefully, he pushed deeper, inch by agonising inch, watching intently as her dark ring gradually widened, swallowing the head of his cock as he sank steadily into her depths.

Hermione groaned aloud, biting her lip nervously as she fought to relax herself, trying not to tense too much as he invaded her untried orifice. It was an unfamiliar sensation, the pressure of his thick shaft breaching her tender opening, filling her completely, stretching her out to accommodate his incredible length.

Finally, Harry reached her limit, lodging his full length deep within her, buried to the hilt as he filled her ass, her bowels contracting eagerly around his throbbing shaft, squeezing him in greeting.

Harry paused for a long moment, allowing her to adjust to his presence, giving her time to grow accustomed to the feeling of his thick cock buried so deeply within her.

Hermione panted softly, her face flushed with arousal, her nipples hard peaks rubbing against the bedsheets beneath her as she glanced back at him, her eyes bright with hunger and need.

"Fuck me, Harry," she begged, her voice husky and low, dripping with desire. "Please, I need you to move. I need you to fuck me."

Harry didn't have to be told twice. Gripping her hips firmly, he began to pull back, slowly withdrawing from her snug depths, watching as her tight ring of her entrance clung to his shaft, unwilling to let him go.

Slowly, tantalisingly, he withdrew until only the very tip remained inside her, clinging tightly to the rim of her puckered hole, threatening to slip free at any second. Then, before she could protest his withdrawal, Harry thrust forward once more, sinking back into her plush embrace, filling her anew with his impressive girth.

Hermione cried out loudly, throwing her head back as she moaned shamelessly, revelling in the delicious sensations coursing throughout her abused body. Her whole form shook with every thrust, her entire existence centred around the thick rod pistoning in and out of her virgin hole.

She couldn't believe how good it felt, how incredibly satisfying it was to have him buried so deeply within her, filling her fully, claiming her wholly.

Harry worked her tirelessly, moving in long, languid strokes, fucking her leisurely as he explored her depths, learning every inch of her anal passage as he slid easily back and forth.

Each time he bottomed out, her cheeks rippled enticingly, her puckered hole clenching and unclenching around his shaft, massaging him gently as he thrust within her. It was a mesmerising sight to behold, his heavy balls slapping against her slick labia, coated in her glossy fluids as he fucked her ass shamelessly.

Hermione moaned louder, her voice rising in pitch as she approached her inevitable climax, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she panted beneath him, writhing and wriggling on the bed as he plundered her depths. And then, just as she thought she could take no more, Harry reached around, seeking out her swollen clit once more.

As soon as he found it, he pressed down upon it firmly, eliciting another loud cry from Hermione as she came powerfully, her entire frame convulsing wildly as wave after intense wave of pleasure washed through her trembling form.

"Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck, yes! Don\'t stop, Harry! Don\'t you dare stop!" Hermione screamed, her voice hoarse and raw as she rode out her orgasm, her pussy spasming wildly around nothing as she came hard, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching as she struggled to contain the overwhelming sensations coursing throughout her.

Harry didn't let up, continuing to thrust within her even as she fell to the mattress, still buried deep within her ass, unwilling to let her escape his grasp. He knew her climax had only just begun, that she was still far from finished, that there was much more to come, and he intended to bring her there, to send her crashing over the precipice, to force her to face her limits, to make her scream his name as she broke apart beneath him.

Just as Hermione finally settled down from her intense climax, Harry changed the tempo, increasing the pace as he hammered into her tight channel, relentless in his pursuit of her pleasure, desperate to draw forth another earth-shattering release from the wanton witch beneath him.

He grunted and groaned with each hard thrust, the sound of flesh slapping wetly against flesh filling the room, punctuated by Hermione's soft cries and whimpers as he pounded her mercilessly into the mattress, pushing her closer and closer to yet another explosive orgasm.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, she toppled over the edge once more, crashing violently into her third release, her ass clenching around him as she writhed and writhed, shuddering and shaking wildly beneath him.

Hermione screamed her release to the heavens, calling out his name as if in prayer, her climax ripping through her like an inferno, tearing her asunder. "Oh, God! Oh, Fuck! Yes, Yes, Yes!" Hermione screamed, her voice hoarse and raw as she cried out her pleasure for the entire neighbourhood to hear.

Harry groaned deeply, feeling his own orgasm building, his balls drawing up tight against his body as he neared his breaking point, his shaft swelling impossibly thicker.

"Hermione, I'm going to cum," he warned her hoarsely, his voice strained and rough as he fought to maintain control over his impending orgasm.

"Do it," she begged, her eyes bright with desperate need, her voice low and husky. "Cum inside me, Harry. Fill my ass with your hot seed!"

With a roar, Harry finally gave in, losing himself in the tide of rapture, his climax ripping through him like wildfire, setting his insides alight as he spilled himself deep within her bowels, filling her fully with his hot load.

Hermione cried out one final time, her entire form convulsing uncontrollably as she shattered completely, breaking apart beneath him as she came once more, her inner muscles milking him dry, wringing every last drop of semen from his balls.

As they finally came down from their high, Harry slipped free of her ass, watching as his cum dribbled out of her gaping hole, running down her thighs, and pooling on the bedding beneath her.

Exhausted and drained, Harry collapsed onto the bed beside her, pulling Hermione into his arms. Together, they cuddled closely together, limbs tangling as they savoured the quiet intimacy of their post-coital bliss.

"That was incredible," Hermione murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she snuggled even closer to him, her head resting on his chest as she listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear. "Thank you."

Harry smiled warmly at her, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead before replying quietly, "No, thank you, Hermione. That was amazing. Absolutely perfect."