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Friends (part 4)

Amy knocked on the door. She never used the comlink to announce her arrival. She knew her friend would know who it is by her knock and she kind of liked the idea of knocking on the door in a starship.
“Molly! You in there?” Amy called, standing in the hall of the officers’ deck. She wore her standard command uniform, a simple navy blue jacket and knee length skirt. Her socks were rolled down to her shoes, not regulation, but comfortable.
She waited a few moments before pressing her comlink. “Molly, it’s Amy. Open up.”
The automatic door slid open but there was nobody there. Amy peered her head in, scanning the quarters. She peered in and took a few cautious steps.
“Hello?”
“Over here,” Molly barely whispered. She was curled up on her couch in front of a muted com screen. She wasn’t wearing any clothes and her hair had dried in a tangled mess.
“Rough day?” Amy asked as she let the door close behind her. She looked closely at her friend, checking for anything that might tell her what was wrong.
“Are you all right, Molly?”
Molly nodded and stared at the screen. It flashed and faded to the channel logo but she never turned her eyes away from it.
“I mean, are you feeling okay?” Amy asked again. She started nervously playing with her blonde hair, winding it around her fingers one way, then unwinding it and starting the other way around.
“Do I look okay,” Molly asked sincerely. “I mean, do I look normal?”
“You look dead sexy, like you always do,” Amy said, sitting next to her friend.
“You think?” Molly looked away then back to the other woman. “I don’t think so. I don’t feel like it. I don’t feel … normal.”
Amy stroked the tangled pink locks of hair, brushing it back and trying to comb it out with her fingers. “What happened to you?”
Molly just shook her head.
Amy took of her jacket and wrapped it around Molly’s shoulders. “You should talk about it.” She put her arm around Molly and kissed her shoulder. “Please?”
Molly laughed a little harshly. “It’s nothing, I’m sure. Just something.”
“You’re not making any sense, Mol,” Amy said. “What is it?”
Molly looked into the blonde’s pale blue eyes and said, “I fucked him.”
“What? Who?”
“He fucked me. Or whatever!” Molly continued. “I don’t know, but that scumbag I captured fucked me like a cheap whore.”
“What?” Amy jumped to her feet and raised her voice. “You did what?”
“I didn’t want it! He made me!”
“He made you? But you captured him!” Amy exclaimed, confusion apparent on her face.
“He got me before I got him,” Molly explained. “I got the upper hand on him during,” she paused to emphasize the last word.
“Oh,” Amy said, sitting down, slumping into the couch.
“But I like it,” Molly said, looking away. “No, I really liked it.”
“My!” Amy stammered.
“Fuck me, Amy. Really fuck me.” Molly said, excitement making the blood rush to her head.
“What!”
“We always kiss and do some petting,” Molly explained. “But nothing like I did on the with that pirate scum.”
“Well, uh,” Amy was speechless.
“I want you,” Molly said quickly, letting herself go with the feeling. She took off the jacket Amy had wrapped around her and leaned over to kiss the blonde.
“Fuck me like you mean it!”
Amy’s eyes grew wide as she felt her friend’s tongue slip into her mouth but she didn’t pull away. She felt goose pimples raise on her as Molly’s hands reached beneath her skirt.
“Fuck me, eat me, suck my pussy,” Molly pleaded. She began to unbutton the blonde’s blouse as she kissed her neck. “Please?”
Amy pushed her fiend back and ripped off the blouse in a quick motion. She put her hands on Molly’s thighs and spread her legs apart, jamming her mouth against the pink pubic hair in between.
“I’ve played with myself hundreds of times dreaming about this!” Amy said between breaths. “I want you so bad and now I can taste you!”
Molly breathed heavily and moaned as her best friend sucked her pussy, flicking her tongue inside her and firmly grasping her small butt in her hands.
“I love it so much, Amy!”
Molly squeezed her breasts hard and arched her back, pushing her pink mound into her friend’s mouth. “Put your fingers in me, baby.”
Amy slipped a finger in the hungry pussy, then another. She pushed a third finger in her lover’s pussy before she felt any resistance. “You like that, sweetie?”
Molly moaned and started to buck against the blonde’s thrusting fingers. She began breathing heavier and pinched her nipples tightly. “More!”
Amy slipped another finger in her and accidentally found her hand completely enveloped by the bouncing pink mound. She bit her lover’s skin lightly and began thrusting her fist into her.
“Fuck me harder!” Molly shouted. “Fuck me with that beautiful hand!”
Amy kept licking at the bouncing pussy and dared to explore the woman’s dilated anus.
“Yes! Yes! That’s good,” Molly exclaimed, feeling the finger move farther up her ass. “Fuck my ass with your other hand!”
Amy, shocked, put her fingers together and slipped all of them into Molly’s asshole.
“God, Mol! I can’t believe it!”
“Fist fuck my ass!”
Molly started to cum, her juices flowing over her lover’s hands as she wrapped her legs around the blonde’s head. “Your fists are in my ass and pussy!”
“Oh yes!” Amy moaned, lapping at the flowing cum that ran out of the pink pussy. Amy started to grind her pussy against the couch as her friend came all over her hands. It didn’t take much to send her over the edge, her shaven mound sensitive to the material.
“I’m going to cum!” Amy groaned, pressing her head against Molly’s pelvis. She bit down hard on the swollen mound, causing the other woman to yelp.
Moments later, Molly collapsed in a heap on the couch, her pussy convulsing reflexively as Amy pulled her fist out of it. She opened her mouth and kissed the blonde hungrily, tasting her own cum as she licked her tongue.
The laid together on the couch for a while, Amy on top, kissing.
“Do you think I’m okay?” Molly finally asked, breaking the long silence.
Amy looked into her and kissed her lightly. “I think you’re better than okay.”

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harry potter 9 Pensive Adventure

Life had gone on over the next couple of weeks. Harry and Ginny made a couple of trips to the prefects’ bathroom and a couple of times invited Ron and Hermione to join them. They still had no success with finding out what the writing was or even open the box. About a month after arriving at school the four of then decided to take a trip down to the lake. They all took their usual seats, Ginny and Hermione between Harry and Ron’s legs, and was taking turns examining the box.
All of a sudden, a snake came slithering out of the water towards them. None of them looked worried and Harry told the snake to go back to the water. Hermione had been holding the box and screamed, “Harry it glowed just now.” Harry took the box from her and examined it carefully. It just looked the same to Harry as he twirled it around. “It happened when you told the snake to go away so try talking in parseltongue to it.” Hermione told him. Harry just shrugged and figured why not they had tried everything else. Harry say it down and in parseltongue told it, “open says me” Harry figured he would be comical about it. However, there was nothing comical about it, the box glowed a deep purple color. The writing on the box was now readable. It said, “yoU Seek rEvenge in The sHadows, fEel Love and yOu Could Kill voldEmorT”
Hermione reached into her back and pulled out a quill and a piece of scrap parchment and jotted down the words before they disappeared. Hermione sat there, read, and reread it repeatedly before gasping. “Harry do you still have the locket you and Dumbledore thought was a Horcrux?” Harry told her it was up in his room “Why?” he asked her and she scooted next to him so everyone could see. She started crossing off letters until “USE THE LOCKET” were the only letters left. They all jumped up and ran up into the castle. It was right before curfew so they barely came across anyone. “Dinglebit” they all said to the fat lady and climbed inside. Harry hurried up into his room and opened his truck to search for the locket. He had found it right next to the looking glass his godfather had given him. He hurried back down stair without putting anything back and sat next to Ginny.
Harry looked the locket over and tried putting it onto each of the circles on top. With no avail, Harry opened the locket and placed it face down into the circles. The box popped open, after a little jump from Ginny, Harry opened it up. Inside was a locket, the ring Dumbledore wore last year and a piece of parchment rolled up. Harry grabbed the parchment and read it. After reading it, he decided to read it aloud after checking no one else was around.
“Harry if you are reading this then that means my plan is going as planed. I left you the ring and locket, which were the only two Horcruxes I found. Yes, I know you are thinking what that locket inside of the cave was. Regulas Black, Sirius’s brother, left that locket. I knew he had taken it but I need to take you to the cave for my plan to work. I had to appear weakened for when the death eaters attack the school. Regulas had taken it shortly before he was killed. I found the Horcrux locket in Grimmuald after Serious died. I know also that you are mad at Snape right now but you need not be. He killed me on my orders. He had made an unbreakable bond with Narcissa and if he had not killed me, he would have died. I made Snape promise me that he would carry it out if Draco could not do it. He is more important than I am for your survival.
Along with this box, I have left you the pensive and all the memories you need to find the other horcruxes. Three have been found already and four are left. One is in the Voldemort still walking around and Snape knows where the other three are. I believe in you Harry and you can kill Voldemort. You are the only one you can. Please stay at school and the rest will come to you in the following days.”
Harry finished reading the letter and looked around at everyone to get their responses. He could not see any; they just had blank expressions on their faces. Finally Hermione spoke up, “So Snape killed him because he told him to. That must be why he was pleading with Snape when he killed him. He was begging for death so that Snape could live. Harry just stared at her and started registering what she had said. Snape was actually still good but how could Dumbledore do that. He was more important to him than Snape was. Snape hated Harry for what his father and godfather did to him in school. What had happened after school to make things change?
Everyone went off to bed alone tonight to ponder what they just found out. Harry sat on his bed thinking and he noticed the pensive sitting on the foot. Harry had put it there when he was looking for the locket. Harry pulled it close to him and peered inside. All he saw was water boiling on top. Harry reached off the bed and grabbed the box of memories. Harry started picking up each bottle and putting them to the side as he read them.
“Tom asks for job, Harry recalling Voldemort’s return, Snape’s remorse” Harry stopped with this one still in his hand and read it over. Harry grabbed at the cork and pulled it off. He then dumped it into the pensive and watched it swirl around inside. Harry then plunged his face into the cool liquid air. In and instant he was pulled inside and landed right next to Dumbledore. Harry felt a happiness come over him until he realized it was just a memory. Harry looked around and saw Snape sitting down across from them.
“If I had any idea what the prophecy meant I would never have told the dark lord. James and I have had our differences in the past but I did not want him dead. He saved my life and I must be grateful for that. Lily was the best person I knew, she always tried to befriend me when I was always so mean to her.” Snape then broke into tears and continued, “Pleas forgive me Dumbledore. I will do anything to make it up to Harry when he becomes of age. I am the reason he has to grow up without great parents.”
Dumbledore then rose up and went over to Snape. He laid a hand onto his shoulder and told him, “I believe you have remorse for what you have done. Harry is going to need looking after until he comes to school. I have already taken the means of having lookouts posted and he is covered by old magic for protection. I need you to come to my school and teach.”
Harry knew the memory was over and thought about what he read. Harry bent slightly at the knees and gave a little push upward. Harry landed back on his bed in front of the pensive. Harry looked around and noticed everyone was still asleep. Harry decided to take another trip into the pensive. He went through the bottles until he came across, “Teaching Susan” Harry pulled the cork out and poured the contents into the pensive.
Harry was standing next to Dumbledore behind his desk. There was a young girl of maybe 15 or 16 sitting across from them. “You wanted to see me prof.” the girl said. She was pretty with strawberry hair and nice firm breast Harry could see poking out her white, Weird Sisters, shirt. She had two little dimples in her cheeks and wore wand shaped earrings in her ears. Harry noticed a small mole sitting on her cheek, which just made her look better. It was like a beauty mark.
Dumbledore spoke up; Harry had forgotten he was even there, “Yes I wanted to talk to you about your O.W.L.S. It seems here that you want to be an auror but you failed D.A.D.A. So I wanted to talk to you about taking a different career path.” She started crying, “I wanted auror, its all I’ve ever wanted to do since I was a kid. Everyone in my family are aurors and if I don’t get in ill be the disappointment of the family. Is there anything I can do to fix this?” She had gotten out of her chair and walked around the desk. She was then standing in front of Harry and Dumbledore.
She then reached the bottom of her shirt and hoisted it up over her head. Harry was right; her breasts were nice and firm and rode high on her chest. She then put her thumbs into the waist of her skirt and pushed them down. She was completely bald down there; Harry had heard of women doing this but had never seen it. She then got down on her knees and opened up Dumbledore’s robes.
“Wow” was all she could say, and Harry could think. His cock had to be at least 12 inches long. She then bent over and took his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on it while taking more and more into her mouth. After 2 or 3 minutes, the entire 12 inches were gone. Harry, and Dumbledore, was impressed with her. He did not think she could do that. She moved her head up and down a couple more times before standing up, turning around and positioned her ass toward Dumbledore. He grabbed his cock and pointed it to her pussy. Once the head was barely in he grabbed he hips and pulled her down onto him.
He slowly pulled her into his 12 inches and she took it all without any problems. She then lifted herself up and down onto his cock. Harry went around, got down and looked at the scene in between her legs. She seemed to be stretched beyond recognition but she did seem to care at all. Moans and groans escaped from her lips as she had her pussy stretched. Dumbledore then stood up with her still on him and spun her around until they were looking into each other eyes. Dumbledore then laid her on his desk.
He then pulled so far out Harry thought, he was done but Dumbledore was just getting a running start. He grabbed her hips and drove his entire cock into her. Harry was expecting it to come out her mouth. She gave a real loud scream of pleasure as he plunged into her repeatedly. She was covered in sweat while Dumbledore pounded her pussy. He grabbed her legs and placed them up onto his shoulders so he could get in deeper. After a few more strokes he grabbed her hips and pushed into her as far as her could go and let out a low moan and Harry knew he just came in her.
As he pulled out, she just laid there exhausted. She took a few breaths before getting up and putting on her cloths. When she sat back down in the chair Dumbledore spoke up, “well I can do one thing for you. I will give you personal lessons for the next few weeks and have an examiner come in and test you again.” Harry knew this was over and bent his knees. Right before he pushed off he swears he saw a wink in Dumbledore’s eye.
Harry landed on his bed with a full hard on. He dipped the bottle into the pensive and extracted the memory. Harry was now horny as hell and did not know what to do. He figured he could just go down and take a cooling bath. He picked up his invisibility cloak and map before leaving. Harry had thrown the cloak over himself before leaving the room. He crept down stairs and started for the portrait when he heard a noise in the corner. Harry looked and saw a first year girl sitting in a chair. As Harry got closer he noticed she was naked below her waist and had a wand inside her pussy.
She had her head leaning back as she pushed it in and out of her pussy. She then pulled the wand out and stuck it into her mouth, which gave Harry an idea. He took his dick out of his pants and pushed it through the cloak. He wrapped the cloak around it so if anyone looked they would just see a penis floating in the air. Harry got down and positioned the head to the tip of her hole. Her eyes opened brightly and looked around. She figured it was nothing so she closed her eyes again. Harry then pushed the head of his cock half way into her and hit a wall. The little girl jumped when he did this but stayed in the same position. She looked around again and then shrugged it off. Harry took this opportunity get push all the way in. Harry felt her hymen brake as he bottom out. Before she had a chance to respond he moved his hips in and out of her.
She just laid back and started enjoying it. As Harry picked up speed she grinded her hips up and down. It was like a merry-go-round on his cock. She was making so much noise Harry thought someone would hear her so he picked up speed. Harry plunged into her as far as he could before he filled her with all of his cum. Harry pulled his cum mixed blood cock out and whipped it on the chair she was in before putting it away. She just laid there panting with her eyes closed. Harry went back up stairs, put his stuff away and lay down on his bed. Harry was out in seconds. Harry and Ginny was having sex in front of the whole school. There were catcalls from everyone. Harry looked up and saw Snape standing in front of him. “Follow me Potter.” he said grabbing Harry up.

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harry potter revisited 4,5,6

The Wedding
Harry awoke the next day feeling refreshed and excited. There was no help feeling excited because the house was filled with it. The wedding was in full swing by the time Harry got out of bed, got dressed, grabbed his wand and shoved his cloak into his back pocket. He went down stairs and the scene was the same as if they were setting off to school.
Everyone was running around and stopping shortly just to ask others if they knew where something was. A few people stopped and welcomed Harry before moving on to what ever they were doing. There were doughnuts on the table so Harry grabbed one on his way to look for Ginny. He found her in the bride’s room helping Gabrielle, Molly and Hermione get Fleur’s wedding dress on. The dress was a beautiful pure white with laces and a 50-foot train attached.
Harry walked in and Molly attacked him “Harry why aren’t you in your dress robes the wedding starts in half and hour.”
She followed him upstarts while trying to comb his hair down which was not working at all. Harry removed his shirt and pulled on his white dress shirt followed by his black dress coat. He then turned his back to Molly and removed his pants and tried to pull on his dress pants but it seams that in the three years since he wore them last he out grew them.
“Mrs. Weasley I think I out grew these pants.” Harry told her.
His shirt covered his naked dick so he was not worried about her seeing it. She came over and bent over to look at the pants. Harry looked at her and he noticed he could see right down her dress at her huge breasts. He could see her dark red nipples sitting there.
“Damn, everything is red in this family. I never took notice before.” Harry thought to himself.
“I can fix this,” Molly said as she pulled out her wand from what seemed like her cleavage, “now hold still.”
She pointed her wand at Harry’s pants and muttered something and then grabbed Harry’s pants and started pulling them up. When she got to his dick, she stopped and noticed his erection.
“Now we can’t have this can we you’ll stick out more than the bride.” she told him while grabbing his cock.
She took his cock into her and sucked it like there was no tomorrow. Harry laid his hands on the back of her head and face fucked her. Molly enjoyed being forced to suck cock. Harry could hear slurping sounds throughout the room. Harry Grabbed her head tight and shoved his cock as far down her throat as he could before letting his juices flow. After cleaning up, Harry followed Molly down stairs where someone was waiting.
“What took you two so long.?” someone who Harry did not know asked.
Molly just told her that Harry outgrew his clothes and she had to fix him. Harry caught the “him” part but he did not think the girl did. They all went out into the yard and sat down. Harry sat next to Hermione and Ron. Just then, music came out of nowhere and everyone turned to look down the aisle. The brides maids were first with a best man attached to her arm followed by, Harry’s mouth dropped, Ginny and Gabrielle. They both looked beautiful to Harry, which just brought back memories of the past few weeks. Both Ginny and Gabrielle gave Harry a little smile as they walked by.
Hermione pinched Harry and said, “Why was Gabrielle smiling at you?” Harry just told her it was probably because he saved her life. Next followed the ring boys, Fred and George, and then the music changed into the wedding march. Fleur showed up at the end of the aisle with her father on her arm. Harry had met him during the tournament. He led Fleur down the aisle one-step at a time to Bill.
Everyone was crying during the ceremony. It was a long and drawn out ceremony that ended with Bill and Fleur entangled in a long and drawn out kiss. Harry could have sworn he saw tongues darting out of their mouths. Afterwards they walked down the aisle together hand in had as everyone magiked rice on them.
During the ceremony, everyone had to dance with the bride and groom. After dancing with Fleur he switched to Gabrielle, Hermione and then Ginny who was pissed he chose her last. Harry told her he just wanted to get them out of the way so they could have the rest of the party to themselves. After a while, Ginny wanted to sit down at one of the benches that were there. Ron and Hermione came over and sat down next to them holding hands.
Ron whispered to Harry, “She had better not want to get married after this.”
They all talked about the wedding and what it would be like to be married. Every chance Harry and Ron got they tried to change the subject but the girls were persistent. It was still light out but the sun was slowly sinking into the sunset leaving a reddish orange glow in the sky.
Everyone seemed to want to meet the “chosen one” and after a while, Harry got sick of it and asked Ginny to walk with him. They walked toward the edge of the woods, away from the crowd of people.
“Harry, I want to sleep with you tonight. I want you to be my first. I think I am ready finally.” Ginny just blurted out which left Harry in shock.
Harry just looked at her with shock and all he could do was nod his head. Ginny gave him a little chuckle before laying her head on his arm as they walked. The sun had mostly set by not and it was getting dark so they decided to head back to the house. As they approached, Harry could see a huge bonfire in the distance and figured everyone was getting a real party started.
As they approached Harry could see people running around, he was to far away to hear anything but they looked like they were having fun. As Harry got closer though he started to hear screams and they started running. Harry reached inside his robes and withdrew his wand as they ran. Harry froze in his steps at the site.
Everyone was running around naked; it looked like a drunken orgy to Harry. All Harry could see though were Fleur’s family. The Weasleys could not be seen anywhere so Harry and Ginny stepped inside the house. The Weasley Family, most of them, was sitting around the table. Hermione and Ron seemed to of already went up stairs so Harry and Ginny bid everyone a goodnight and set off to bed.
As they reached Ginny’s room they looked around to make sure no one was looking and they sneaked inside. Harry sat down on the bed and Ginny sat on his lap facing him with a leg on each side. Harry grabbed hold of her head and brought her into a long deep kiss.
He stroked her hair out of her face and away from her ears bringing it all to the back of her head. Harry slowly moved his hands up underneath her shirt feeling on her pure skin back. Harry grabbed the bottom her shirt to try to pull it off. Ginny broke apart their kiss and removed it herself.
She then pushed Harry down onto the bed in a fierce movement. She then put her hands underneath his shirt and slowly pushed it up as she kissed his body. She started at his stomach in which she slid her tongue into his bellybutton to give it a quick lick. She then liked up his chest and took one of his nipples into her mouth.
Harry really enjoyed this and once the shirt was up to his neck he quickly pulled it up over and off his head. Ginny sat up on Harry’s pelvis and he reached his hands up and took a breast in each palm. Harry gave each of them a squeeze and a pull on the nipples to make them hard.
Ginny laid her chest on Harry so he took each hand and slid them down the back of her jeans feeling on each cheek. Ginny reached down and slid her pants down past her ass. Harry pushed them down as far as he could before getting his feet involved.
Ginny was now lying on top of Harry naked and he was in his pants, which seemed to disappear quickly. Ginny reached down between their bodies and grabbed a hold of his dick. She placed it at the entrance of her hole and slowly slid down toward it.
Ginny was tight being her first time it was not a shock to Harry. His cock slowly entered her pussy half way until Ginny stopped with her eyes squinting. Harry could only guess that he had hit her cherry. She closed her eyes and pushed down as hard and as fast as she could with a little help from Harry.
Ginny lay on Harry’s chest to catch her breath before sitting straight up. Ginny slowly raised and lowered her body. After a few plunges she started getting use to the cock being inside her and she bend forward sticking her hands on Harry’s chest.
Ginny bounced up and down on his cock while giving out little moans and groans. Harry grabbed Ginny and spun her around so she was lying on the bed and Harry was on top. Harry slowly and lovingly slid his cock in and out of her pussy while sucking on her breasts. This was not working for her though and she started bucking her hips.
“Would you fuck my brains out like Gabrielle and Hermione damn it?” Ginny yelled at him.
Harry froze in mid stroke and looked at her in shock. She smiled at him, which he took as she did not mind, and he continued his stoke quickly. He decided to pick up speed before he was yelled at again and he pressed in and out as hard and fast as his hips would allow.
Harry took one last plunge into her and released his juices as deep inside as he could. Ginny came as she felt his hot cum touch her insides. Harry and Ginny fell asleep with his dick still inside of her.Platform orgy
Harry awoke the next morning to Hermione apparating into the room. She hurried him up and out before Mrs. Weasley decided to come up there. Harry jumped up with a little “plop” when his dick left Ginny’s pussy. He grabbed his clothes and apparated back up stairs to Ron getting dressed. Harry threw his clothes on and packed his trunk. He made sure his cloak was in his back pocket, grabbed his trunk and Hedwig. He followed Ron down the stairs and the scene this morning was calmer. Only Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione were setting out for Hogwarts. A ministry car pulled up outside the house and they all piled in and were off for the train.
They arrived at the platform with a few minutes to spare. After stowing their luggage in the last compartment they came back to say their goodbyes to Mrs. Weasley. A few hugs and kisses later they were back on the train. They decided to get dressed now rather than later in their robes. Since they were used to seeing each other naked they just stripped down together.
They sat down and waited for the lunch trolley to come by. Harry bought them all snacks and after eating their chocolate frogs (Ron still has not finished his collection) and cauldron cakes they cuddled onto the two benches. Harry and Ginny started making out followed by Ron and Hermione. Harry reached over and pulled the blinds to the compartment closed so they could have more privacy.
Harry opened up her robes to expose her hard, erect nipples. He took a breast into each hand and fondled them while Ron and Hermione watched. Hermione grabbed at her robes then, in one swift movement, removed them.
She grabbed a hold of Ron’s hands and forced them to her breasts. Harry bent over and took one of Ginny’s breasts and sucked on it. Ron just had to follow suit and took one of Hermione’s nipples in between his teeth. After Harry reached his hand down between Ginny’s legs, Ron followed.
Harry figured he was just trying to pick up some pointers from him, Ron just did not want to feel left behind. Harry inserted his fingers into Ginny’s soft, wet pussy and moved them in and out in circles. Her breathing started to pick up.
“Were not disturbing you guys are we?” Harry heard a dreamy voice coming from the door of the compartment.
Luna and Neville were standing there holding hands. Neville just stood with a little red tint to his face while staring at Ginny’s breasts.
“When did you two start going out?” Harry asked them.
Luna grabbed a hold of Neville’s robes and opened them up.
“Since I found out his dick is 9 inches long.” Luna told them.
Neville just went beat red. Ginny and Hermione just stared at it with their jaws on the floor. Harry gave Ginny a little playful slap on the ass and she came back to reality. She just looked at Harry and smiled. Ginny continued to bounce on Harry’s dick as Luna and Neville sat down next to them.
Neville’s cock was still sticking out as he sat down. Luna grabbed a hold of his large sized dick and positioned it toward her pussy. As she sat down his dick seemed to bend as she tried pushing it in her. Neville grabbed his cock with both hands to keep it as straight as he could. With a few grunts from Luna, the head finally plopped in.
Harry looked over as he fucked Ginny and saw Luna’s pussy stretch so much he thought it was going to rip in half. Neville reached over and took one of Ginny’s breasts into his hand and messaged it. Neither girl seemed to mind so Harry took his hand and cris-crossed it with Neville’s and grabbed a hold on Luna’s breast.
Harry had forgotten Ron and Hermione was there until he heard loud moans emitting from Hermione. Harry looked over and she was on all fours getting stuffed by Ron from behind. Ron was pounding in and out of her almost smacking her head on the wall but she had her hand up to prevent it.
Harry grabbed a hold of Ginny’s hips and moved her up and down on his hips. He reached around and brushed her ass hole slightly which sent her over the edge and she came on his cock. It was just what Harry needed and he came deep inside her pussy. Ginny collapsed on top of Harry from exhaustion. It didn’t take much longer for Neville and Ron to finish up.
They got up, dressed and cleaned right as the voice over head announced that Hogwarts was coming up shortly. As the train came to a stop everyone filed out into the halls waiting to get off. Harry saw Crabbe and Goyle standing ahead of them looking so lonely without Malfoy.
After piling out of the train they climbed into a carriage to set off up to the castle. Harry stared out the window to look at the Thestrals remembering he now seen two people die in front of his eyes. First Cedric at the hands of Voldemort and then last year with Dumbledore at the hands of Snape.Bathroom Fun
The carriages pulled up to the castle and Harry looked out at it. It seemed a little dark and lonesome, perhaps since Dumbledore was no longer there. They climbed out of their rides and headed into the castle. When they hit the entrance hall, Peeves was flying around underneath the girls robes. It was not until Prof. McGonagall came in and yelled at him did her stop.
Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione set off to sit together at Gryffindor table. Harry looked around as the other students filed in and Harry noticed there seemed to only be about half as many students as usual. He then glanced up at the staff table to see what changes in staff there were.
Hagrid was still gone leading the first years across the lake. Prof. McGonagall was sitting in the head chair where Dumbledore used to sit. Next to her sat Professor Slughorn again, he decided to stay another year to help out. The transfiguration chair was occupied by some gangly looking guy.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts chair was taken up by a strikingly beautiful woman. She had stood up to situate herself a little and Harry got to see her full figure. Her robe clung to her. She had a nice bulging chest and a plump little ass.
“Are you even listening to me?’ she questioned him.
Harry snapped back to reality with a, “Huh, what?
“Well I said I am going to miss you when you leave.” Ginny repeated with a little sadness in her voice.
“Well I’m going to miss you to. I’ll write you every chance I get and send Hedwig so I don’t have to carry her around to.” Harry told her while holding her hand.
Just then Hagrid came in and sat down. A few seconds later, the front doors opened and Prof. Sprout came in followed by the first years. Harry figured she became deputy headmistress when McGonagall became headmistress. She led them up to the front of the room and told them to wait, while she went and got the stool and hat. Harry was now in a deep conversation with Ginny, he explained that they would come back to Hogsmeade whenever they could; giving Ginny had her visit at the same time.
The sorting ceremony had ended as soon as it started, Harry was to busy chatting to notice. A buffet of food showed up in front of them. Harry grabbed a little of everything because he knew that he would be leaving the next day and had no idea when he would be getting another decent meal.
Harry carried on his conversation as he ate his meal. Ginny did not seem to hungry although she did take a bite or two here and there. She seemed really depressed and kept trying to convince him to stay with her and not to go off risking his life. Harry sat his utensils down and waited for the pies and ice cream to show up.
After getting well stuffed they set off to their dorm rooms. Ginny and Harry were taking up the rear of the line so they could hold their talking more private. Ginny grabbed Harry’s hand and lead him down a different corridor. They stopped in front of the prefects bathroom, Harry had forgotten to deny the Quidditch captain spot so he still knew the password.
They steeped inside the deserted room and Ginny went over and turned the faucets on. It took no time at all to fill the tub with pink and blue, cloudy bubbles. Ginny stripped down quickly and Harry just stood there and watched her. She looked beautiful as she bend over and showed Harry her ass and the inner folds of her pussy lips. As she got into the tub Harry quickly removed his clothes and joined her.
Harry dove in and quickly swam up to Ginny gently rubbing her breasts as he surfaced. When his head was clear of the water her wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into a tight and loving embrace. He gently pressed his lips to hers tasting the strawberry lip gloss she had on. Harry felt his cock get harder and straighten up and pussy up against Ginny’s pussy lips.
She started rocking her hips back and forth along her lips, letting the head just slightly pussy against her hole without entering. Ginny closed her eyes and moaned into Harry’s ear which made him decide to fuck her now. He walked her backwards as they kissed and stopped just short of the end of the bath tub. Harry broke apart their kiss and gently pushed her back so she was laying flat on top of the water.
Harry took his cock into his hand and pointed it toward her opening. With a little shove and a moan from Ginny Harry was buried all the way inside. Harry rocked his hips back and forth, in and out of her hot pussy. Harry was really getting a rhythm down when..
“oh that looks like fun. Wish I had sex before I dies.” moaning Myrtle said from above them.
Harry looked up at her and yelled, “Get out of here Myrtle. This is private
Just then Ginny looked up as Myrtle flew inside her body. Ginny was not Ginny anymore, she slowly started looking more and more like Myrtle. Harry could feel her pussy shrinking on his cock and it felt so tight. Harry decided to go with the flow and gently pulled his cock out until just the head was sitting inside of her.
Harry pushed and pulled slowly at first but once Myrtle started moaning Harry picked up his speed. Harry pushed and pulled so hard her head moved at least a foot each time. She felt so tight around his cock but yet it felt so good. Harry grabbed her hips and plunged in as he felt his balls swelling. He let his cum flow into her like a river.
Myrtle slowly lifted out of Ginny’s body with a “thanks” before she dove into the toilet. Ginny came around and looked puzzled at Harry. He bent over and gave her a gentle kiss on her lips. They climbed out of the tub together and got dressed. Heading back to the dorm the saw no one but peeves, drawing words on the wall, so Harry took her thru one of the hidden passages.
“Twinkle toes” Harry told the fat lady to climb inside.
Hermione and Ron were still up and were the only people in the common room when they walked in. They were in the dark corner and froze at the sound of someone entering. When they saw that it was Harry and Ginny they continued their action. Harry and Ginny walked closer and saw Hermione sitting on top of Ron bouncing up and down.
Her robes were covering her ass but Harry could tell what they were doing and grabbed a hold of Ginny’s hand and led her over to another chair and sat down. Ginny got in between his legs and pulled his cock into her mouth. Harry was still limp from the sex earlier and was slowly growing harder.
Harry’s cock started inflating like a small, well not that small, balloon in her mouth. When she was pleased with the size she stood up and impaled herself onto his cock. It slowly entered as Ginny leaned her head back far enough to almost fall over. Harry grabbed her hips and held her still as she sank down. When he hit bottom, Ginny moved her hips back and forth in a rocking motion.
“oh yeah, that’s the spot” moaned Ginny, “Fuck me harder.”
Harry grabbed her hips and motioned for her to start bouncing on him. Next to them it looked like Ron and Hermione finished and started watching them. Harry didn’t care though, he just liked the feeling of Ginny’s pussy wrapped around his cock. Ginny lifted up and down on his cock and with every down stroke he pushed hard up into her for more pleasure. She bent over and wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes. She made small moaning noises into Harry’s ear and froze. Harry knew she had just cum on his cock because he felt a warm sensation roll down his cock.
Harry could not take much move and felt his balls loading up. He grabbed her ass and pulled tight into him. He exploded his cum deep into her pussy and felt some of it rush out down his balls. Ginny laid her head upon his chest, panting really hard, and fell asleep. Harry must have closed his eyes and fell asleep to because he was standing in a long, dark hallway leading to a door at the other end with a light on. He slowly walked to the door and slowly turned the handle.

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Designated for Consumption

Humanity has destroyed its natural resources. The only benefit to the overpopulated planet is the excessive abundance of human capital and the expendability of certain lives. At 14, men and women are subjected to an intellectual and technological capacities test to determine their designations.

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Space Voyeurs

Space Voyeurs
The USF George S. Patton Jr. hurtled through space at incredible speeds. Silent and seemingly lifeless, it rotated slowly, a giant drum on four spindles and a central stem of polished steel. The stem was composed of mostly engine, with a rotating bridge at the front of the ship, and round thin fins at the rear. The drum was composed of sleeping and working quarters. It spun at a slow rate to maintain gravity on the long trip ahead of it. The four spindles looked delicate from the front or rear, but a side view showed them to be massive, and structurally sound, like the conning tower on a nuclear submarine. The spindles attached the drum to the central ship. The ship itself could detach from the drum for planetary landings, or in case of emergencies, make the rotating drum a safe rotating satellite which could maintain itself indefinitely.
Areas like the bridge used an artificial gravity, but the energy required to maintain such gravity was enormous. So such gravity was limited to the bridge itself and a few critical areas such as laboratories and the medical unit. All other areas were subject to spinning gravity or weightlessness. This made frame 35-475-0-A , the hold of the ship, one of the most popular places on the ship. It was an excellent place for weightless basketball, weightless football passing, and weightless sex. It seemed that the only one who didn’t know this was Jack Martin, captain of the Patton.
The Patton was en route to Wolf 359, a planet 7.7 light-years from Earth. The Patton had been en route to Wolf for over six years. At just under the speed of light, they had three more years until they reached it if they stayed on course. The Captain wanted to make sure they did. Ensign Clark was a navigator, the best on the Patton, in the Captain’s opinion. Of course her firm breast and long red hair had something to do with his opinion.
“Ship, I need to see Ensign Clark please.”
“Aye, Captain,” the computer said. An image of Ensign Clark suddenly appeared on the large view screen at the front of the bridge. She was facing the nearest camera. She looked like a magnificent Medusa, with her red hair straying out in all directions, as she slowly rotated in front of the camera. Her knees were pulled up beneath her. Her naked breast bounced as a man fucked her from behind. They were both floating far above the hold deck. Wooden crates and plastic stasis packs littered the area below. Captain Martin blinked several times, then gasped as what he saw imprinted itself on his mind.
“Computer, end transmission,” he said hurriedly. Only Dr. Carrie Dillion remained on watch. She blinked at the screen slowly, then turned, giving him a sensuous smile.
“You did ask to see her,” Carrie giggled.
“Yes, I know,” Captain Martin said in a tired voice. “Sometimes I feel so damn old.”
“Fifty isn’t old. You have a lot of admirers on the ship,” Carrie said.
“Like Doctor Ramstein, the oldest living scientist on your team. Hell, the oldest in space anywhere.”
“No, I was thinking of somebody a little younger. Thirty perhaps.”
“Who the hell would that be . . . you?” he asked nervously.
“Yes, actually.”
“You can’t be serious. Why look at me and look at you. I’m a wrinkled old coot. You’re a goddess.”
“Oh, that does it,” she said, leaping to her feet. “I’m fucking you right here on the bridge,” she hurried to his chair. He looked at her with wide eyes, too frightened to move. “Computer, show the image of Ensign Clark again, and lock down the bridge,” she said as she approached the Captain.
“I don’t . . . I . . . My god,” he said as Dr. Dillion opened her blouse and dropped it on the deck. Her beautiful bulging breasts were magnificent in her lacy white bra. She reached behind herself and released the bra. Captain Martin ogled her breasts for a moment, then his eyes went to the front of the bridge. That was no better. He now had a magnificent view of Ensign Clark slowly rotating forward in space. He was viewing her back and ass. A young man was pumping his long cock into her pussy with great vigor, while holding her hips in a firm grip so she wouldn’t fly away. Her ass was forced out of shape momentarily, then jiggled back into shape before he slammed his hips back into her ass again.
“Zero gravity does horrible things to a woman’s figure,” Captain Martin mumbled.
“Yes it does, especially over a long period of time,” Dr. Dillion said as she unzipped his jumpsuit. He looked down to find her completely naked. He averted his eyes for a moment, then took a closer look. She was beautiful. Not just her face, she was beautiful everywhere.
“My god,” he whispered in awe.
“Help me with this thing,” she said angrily. He stood and she pulled the zipper all the way down. Before he could sit, she yanked his jumpsuit down around his ankles. She yanked open his shorts and claimed his throbbing cock in her warm, greedy hands. With a smile of anticipation, she sank her head into his lap and clamped her lips over his cock. He hissed and came up off the chair. His eyes went back to Ensign Clark on the view screen. He was seeing her from below now. She was holding her knees up beneath her abdomen. He could clearly see the man’s cock sliding in and out of Ensign Clark’s pussy. She had a large pussy with a fringe of brown hair.
“Oh, oh, Ohhhh,” he moaned as her exquisite lips slid up and down his cock. Was there a better feeling in the entire universe? It had been so long since he had felt lips like those on his cock.
“That feels like heaven,” he said in a whisper. Her eyes lit up as she looked up at him. He had never realized that her eyes were so blue. A Captain got little sex on a trip, and not all that much between trips. Only a woman who liked her privacy would marry a ship’s captain. A woman who loved things, rather than men. Like his wife, the ice queen. She collected stuff, his stuff and her stuff. It was all bought with his Captain’s pay. If she was lucky he would die a horrible death and provide her with a large life insurance policy.
“Fucking bitch,” he growled.
“What!” Dr. Dillion was outraged.
“Not you, my wife,” he said with a laugh. “You, my dear, are absolutely perfect. In fact I just decided to get a divorce.”
“That’s good news,” she said with a smile before closing her lips over his cock once more.
She bobbed up and down on his cock, spreading fire between his legs. This was the first trip with civilians in the crew. There was a law against a captain fraternizing with officers who worked for him. On a ship that was the only kind of officers he met. But civilians were open territory. He planned on spending a lot of time going through their ranks after today.
“Let’s make love,” he whispered. She climbed to her feet. She sank her naked ass down onto his lap. “Oh yes,” he gasped as her hot pussy slid down over his throbbing manhood. Inch by inch was encased in her hot, moist flesh. An ungodly heat enthused his loins as she sank completely over his throbbing penis. She settled with a little wiggle of her ass, and just sat enjoying the feeling of his throbbing flesh filling her hungry pussy.
“Bridge, turn off the artificial gravity,” Dr. Dillion spoke softly.
“Yes, doctor.” They felt the difference immediately. Like a car speeding over a sharp hill, their hair lifted and the blood rushed to their heads. They began drifting out of the chair, as Dr. Dillion gently rose and fell in his lap. He clasped his hands around her waist and drove her back down on his penis as she rose. In a moment their actions blended into one easy, gentle movement. Neither had to strain as she bounced on his lap.
Once again Captain Martin’s eyes went to Ensign Clark on the screen. They were now doing a 69 as they slowly rotated in space. “I hope he didn’t cum in her before he started that,” Captain Martin whispered.
“Some men don’t care. Some men like the taste of their own sperm.”
“You’re kidding,” Captain Martin made a face.
“No, not at all. And I’ve never met a woman who didn’t like her own flavor.”
He slid his hand between her legs, then raised it to her face. She moved to engulf his finger with her greedy lips. She sucked her juices, then smacked her lips.
“That is so fucking sexy,” he whispered.
His cock rentered her sweltering vagina, sliding all the way inside her very slowly. She slid his cock out, also slowly, then sank back down again. Once his cock was fully inserted, she sat for a moment, then slowly began sliding forward and back on his cock. This was perfect. It was more stimulation for her, and less for him. Anything else would have caused him to orgasm instantly. He laid back and let her control their lovemaking. She was very good at it. Her pussy was extremely wet, and so hot he could hardly stand it. He had fucked a woman with a fever once, and Dr. Dillion’s was similar. The heat and moisture were just incredible. Her pussy made a wet, swishing sound as it slid on his cock. Her almost hairless pubes felt good against his pelvis. And those breasts! How could a woman be so perfect? As Dr. Dillion began whimpering, he knew she was having an orgasm. He gasped in alarm. In desperation he tried to lift and lower her on his cock, but it was too late. She came with a shudder and a scream. With her back arched and head thrown back, she shuddered and cried until her orgasm abated. He sat watching in awe and disappointment.
“I don’t know any man who doesn’t like a hot, tight ass,” she smiled. “This is all for you,” she mumbled over her shoulder. She lifted her pussy off his throbbing cock and grabbed his cock as she sank back down. He felt his head pressed against her anus. His eyes widened hopefully. He saw the look of pain cross her eyes as his cock penetrated her ass. She held her body still until her ass widened enough to let him in. With a hiss of pain, she drove her ass down on his cock, then squealed and paused, waiting. Just feeling her hot ass on his cock was almost enough to make him cum. But he held off through sheer will. He wanted to feel that hot anus bouncing on his cock. He wanted to feel it shooting thick cum up into her ass.
“Oh,” she said uncertainly as she began riding up and down on his cock. He watched that perfect ass between his hands.
Captain Martin knew his cock was filling her virgin ass to the breaking point. He couldn’t believe she was doing this for him, and he appreciated the gesture.
“Oh, I kind of like that,” she said, turning her head slightly. “It feels kind of warm inside me,” she admitted. He watched the gentle sway of that mane of blonde hair. He watched the perfectly formed rounded globes of her ass, and felt the intense heat of her ass enveloping his stiff cock. It was the best fuck of his life. Suddenly it was all too much. His balls clenched, filled with fire, and exploded. He pumped his load of hot cum into her ass and she cooed like a baby. She arched her back and leaned back against him. He inhaled the fragrance of golden hair and soft skin. He touched her body, then moved his hands to her breasts. He suddenly realized, by her movements on top of him, that her fingers were circulating in her pussy. It didn’t take long for her to gain another orgasm. She lay panting for a moment, then pulled off his flaccid cock.
“Oh that was good,” she smiled and kissed him. He wished that he could take the credit, but she had done all the work.
She sat looking down at him and he realized that she actually glowed, kind of like an angel. He also realized that he was he was floating up near the ceiling. So was every pen, piece of paper, electronic equipment, clothing, wrenches, and hair clips on the bridge.
“Oh god,” Dr. Dillion laughed.
“Computer, contact maintenance about a gravity malfunction on the bridge,” Captain Martin said as he retrieved his clothing. They were both fully clothed and dressed before maintenance arrived.

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Return To Bad Wolf Bay (Eleven/Rose)

Originally published by Almanorek at FanFiction.net under the Title ‘Eleven/Rose Oneshot’
This version of the text has been edited for grammar and spelling by ‘Last Centurion’. It includes
numerous small changes as well as some larger changes such as referring to the Doctors as the Meta Crisis Doctor, the Tenth Doctor’s Duplicate, and just plainly the Doctor instead of Eleven or Ten as originally written. Other changes include and increase in explicit language. I believe that these changes for the whole are better and take a decent story to an entirely different level.
In Rose’s Timeline this is set immediately after ‘Journey’s End’. In the Eleventh Doctor’s Timeline this is set immediately after ‘The Doctor’s Wife’.
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“But… What? No, that’s impossible. Why would he?…” Rose stammered, staring at the slowly materializing TARDIS that was manifesting itself mere feet away from where it had left minutes ago. She grasped the Meta-Crisis Doctor’s hand tightly, anxious and confused.
The blue police box turned quiet. The turning of a lock was heard, and Eleventh Doctor stepped out of it, adjusting his bow tie, with a grin on his face. “Rose Tyler! Wonderful to see you. You don’t look a day older than when I left. Come to think of it, neither do I. You’re… Also wearing the same clothes. Interesting. And…” He turned his head to his right. “The indent that the TARDIS made in the sand is still here. Rose, how long have I been gone, exactly?”
“About three minutes, give or take. It’s quite odd, really. You made a big speech and basically said I’d never see you again. That is you, right, Doctor?”
“Three minutes?!” The voice came from inside the TARDIS. Amy stormed out, an angry look on her face. “You leave a little girl waiting outside of her house for a crazy man in a box and don’t come back for a decade, but you can hop across universes and return to your girlfriend after being gone for three minutes?”
Eleven took a step back, then quickly recovered. “Ah, yes, Rose Tyler, meet Amy Pond. Amy Pond, Rose Tyler. Do try and get along. Maybe you can bond over a mutual, irrational, ludicrous hatred of bow ties.”
The Tenth Doctor’s Duplicate had a bewildered look on his face. “How exactly did you get here? You can’t travel between parallel worlds like this. The void isn’t meant to be crossed.”
Eleven broke out into a large smile. “Ah, yes, well, the void wasn’t crossed. During our travels I received a psychic distress beacon, which led me to a pocket universe that fed on TARDIS’. Long story short, that universe is equidistant from our original one, and this one. Our TARDIS, long story short, informed me of this when Pond here saw me, erm, a bit sullen, and suggested that we try and reunite, ‘after all this time’.”
Amy crossed her arms. “I expected two years of difference, not three minutes.”
“Yes, but now we have two Doctors and one Rose, me. How exactly are we going to deal with this?” Ten took a step closer to Rose and put an arm around her shoulder.
Eleven rubbed his hands together with anticipation. “Ah, yes, see, wonderful thing about that. Turns out that Donna, your Time Lord-y other half, was keeping you ‘stable’ so to speak. Not that you’d fall apart into ectoplasmic goo, or anything like that, but you’re sort of like a drawing without an outline at this point. No harm done until someone comes along…” He walked forward, and placed a hand on Ten’s temple. “And mixes the colors…”
The light of regeneration began to pour out of the Meta-Crisis Doctor. It burned jets of flame into the air, which curved and began to flow into the Eleventh. Rose stepped back, bordering on horror, as her Doctor’s duplicate melted away, leaving only one Doctor where there was once two. Eleven stretched and yawned, emitting a few crackling noises as he twisted. Rose ran forward and grabbed him by his tweed jacket. “The thing. The thing you said three minutes before. Does it need saying?”
The Doctor placed his hands on Rose’s hips, the fire of love rekindled in his eyes. “No, I don’t think it needs saying. But I’ll say it anyway. Rose Tyler, I love you.”
The two embraced, and deeply kissed each other, while their assorted companions watched, awkwardly.
“I’m sorry, did I miss anythi-” Rory cut himself off as he stepped out of the TARDIS and watched the events unfold. “Ah, yes. Yes I did. Who is that girl and why is the Doctor trying to devour her face?”
Jackie looked around. “Should… Should we go? And leave you two to each other? This feels rather odd. I mean, I’m happy for you, really, but I feel like maybe we should get off of this frankly gray and boring beach.”
Rose pulled away from the Doctor, blushing. “Jeeze, mum, could you give us some privacy?”
Jackie turned away. “No, don’t mind me, dear. I’ll just go with your father and we can have icky adult sex back home.”
“Mum! I didn’t need to know that!”
“And I didn’t need to see you snogging with the Doctor!”
The Doctor straightened his bow tie. “In my defense, I did, by your perspective, save the human race just a few minutes ago. And I’ve done a lot since then, too, I don’t mind mentioning.”
Pete fished through his pockets and procured a jingling key ring. He tossed it to Rose, who eyed it curiously. “There’s the key to our house. You two run along. I’m no fool, I know what’s going to happen. But you’ve earned it. Both of you. Things are peaceful here, for the most part. We can spare a day without the Doctor.”
Amy and Rory watched, bewildered, as the scene unfolded. The former spoke up. “Oy, Doctor, what exactly are we supposed to do while the two of you shag? We don’t exactly know what’s going on in this ‘second’ Earth. What if I eat some fish fingers and grow a second head?”
The Doctor turned to his current companions. “You two have nothing to worry about. It’s a parallel Earth. Parallel. Not perpendicular. Not orthogonal. This is simple geometry, Pond. The only problem you have to worry about with fish fingers is mercury poisoning. And only if you get that cheap imported kind.”
Without a word, Rose grabbed on to the Doctor’s sleeve and began pulling him away from the shore. Amy called after him, though she was quickly calmed by Rory, while Pete and Jackie held each other. Jackie sighed. “I suppose I’ll have to do extra laundry tonight.”
Whisked away from the companion of his friends and her family, the fated couple made their way to Pete’s estate, which the Doctor noted had been changed significantly since the last time he had seen it, on account of restorations necessary for the damage done by rampaging Cybermen. Rose unlocked the front door using the key her father had given her, and with the same force, pulled the Doctor inside and locked the door behind him.
“Well, Doctor, welcome to my home. It’s not exactly bigger on the inside, but it’s still pretty bloody big. And it has just as many rooms as the TARDIS.” She grinned at him. “Let’s go see how the bedrooms compare, shall we?”
She pulled the silent, but willing man up a large, ornate staircase, down a twisting corridor, and into an amphitheatre of a bedroom. In the center lay an enormous, plush bed, covered in red silken sheets and blankets. The pillows were thick with the feathers of some unknown bird, and covered in velvet of the same color. The entire piece of furniture was draped in a large transparent curtain that Rose disappeared behind, becoming a silhouette.
The Doctor looked around, curious. He saw a wall made entirely of doors. Presumably closets. On his left, a dresser. A single drawer lay open, out of which a floppy purple dildo leaned. On his right, a hot tub, currently empty, though surrounded by so many spigots that he doubted it would take more than five minutes to completely fill. The sides were entirely perforated, implying that jets would come on in every direction.
He returned his attention to the shadow of his long lost love by the bed, which began removing pieces of clothing from itself. It then proceeded to lie across the bed, and hold a hand out, beckoning him. “Come on, Doctor. I’ve had an itch for a long time now, and I need you to cure it.”
From Rose’s point of view, the Doctor moved off to the right, then came back, quickly. “What were you doing?” She smiled at him questioningly.
“Erm, nothing. Taking off my glasses.”
“And you left them by the dresser?”
“Yes. The dresser. It’s where I put all of my glass-related eyewear. Now, you were saying?”
Rose giggled, then placed a hand onto the Doctor’s chest. “Doctor, tell me, how long have you wanted to be in this position?”
He placed his over hers, and looked directly into her eyes. “Oh, for the longest time, Rose. But between the Daleks and the Cybermen and the adventures that seem to last forty-five minutes at a time, I just couldn’t find the right moment.”
Rose rolled onto her back and splayed her arms out, turning her head to continue facing him. “Well… There aren’t any evil monsters now. Come save your damsel in distress.”
He leaned over her, running a hand through her hair. “And what exactly is distressing her?”
“She’s sick. She needs a Doctor.”
The Doctor lowered, his lips landing on hers. Rose met to meet him, forcefully pushing her face at the one she had waited years to touch so intimately. With her right hand, she grabbed a handful of blanket, and then rolled to her left, landing on top of the Doctor and pulling the covers over the both of them.
From on top, Rose pressed her groin into his, rubbing cloth on cloth, feeling him get hard beneath her. She allowed herself to fall onto his chest, instead using her hands to feel his oddly shaped hair. “Is it always like this or do you use some kind of gel now?”
He grabbed her hands in his and pulled them downwards. “Have you always made fun of the way I looked or is it just now?”
As he let go, her hands moved to caressing his shoulders, while his snaked under her shirt and felt her breasts under her bra. He reached to her back and unclasped it, then rolled back, straddling himself above her. He began to rub her from underneath, feeling her nipples harden from the stimulation.
“Alright, Doctor. Surprise me.” Rose flashed a smile, and then pulled one of the pillows onto her face, obscuring her lover from her vision, but still reacting to every feeling of him touching her.
Without seeing, Rose felt her pants being removed. They slid down her legs, which rose into the air ever so slightly as they passed over her feet. Her panties only came down far enough to reveal herself to him. Her pussy lips flared out slightly and she felt the Doctor run his finger up and down them slowly. He brushed his thumb brush against the patch of light blonde hair she kept above her pussy. She was so wet from his teasing.
She then felt herself being entered, bucking ever so slightly at the feeling of his cock. The Doctor settled inside of her. He then began to thrust in and out, rhythmically. She clenched the pillow to her face, allowing its scented velvet to fill her nostrils.
Rose fell into the rhythm herself, forcing herself forward as he went inward, trying harder and harder to touch her groin to his, but it seemed as if she could never reach it. Regardless, the two picked up pace. Rose began to moan from pleasure.
She climaxed, arching her back hard and throwing her arms out to her sides, crying out. The Doctor slowed, stopped, and pulled himself out from her. She pulled the pillow off of her face. “What, was I not good enough to make you finish too?”
From behind his back, he pulled out the purple dildo he had seen hanging out of his dresser on the way in. It was slicked with fluids. “Look familiar?”
“You sneaky bastard. So, what, you’re not going to do me, then?”
“Oh, no, Rose Tyler, I intend to. But not here. No, not here. Over there. To my right. About nine feet.”
Without another word, the Doctor spun off of the bed. Rose watched his silhouette run off and begin encircling the hot tub, leaning down slightly. Rushing water began to echo through the room, and with each of the Doctor’s steps, another pouring chimed in.
Rose stepped out of the bed’s curtain, wearing only a shirt now, panties around her ankles, to see the Doctor turn the final faucet on. Water was rushing in to the hot tub from dozens of spigots, and was filling quickly. Still silent, the Doctor took a single step into the hot tub and allowed himself to sink, making a small splash and settling against one of the walls.
Rose took another step forward. “You’re mad!” The Doctor was still wearing his clothes, which were now completely soaked.
“Yes, I’m a mad man with a box come on we’ve been over this already now get in the hot tub.”
Rose stepped out of her panties and took her shirt off. Completely nude, she began to turn the nozzles off one by one. By the time the last one was shut, the hot tub was full. Before finally stepping in, she pressed a single button by its edge. Jets began to fire from every inch of inside of the tub, creating a cacophony of bubbles and force. She then settled down next to the Doctor, who put a wet, tweed-covered arm around her shoulder.
The Doctor removed himself from her and began to remove his sopping clothing, tossing the pieces one by one over the side of the tub, causing them to land with a wet ‘flop’. Now just as nude as her, he returned his arm to her shoulder, pulling her close.
Rose twisted to face him, and climbed on top of his lap, pressing his hard member against him with her groin. Her hands landed on his shoulders and made their way downwards, caressing his arms. Neither of them could wipe the stupid smiles from their faces.
“Not so fast, Rose Tyler.” The Doctor pushed forward, causing the two of them to drift briefly in the water. He grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, facing her forward, guiding her towards one of the larger jets of water.
Rose’s pussy approached the jet. Immediately, she lurched forwards, throwing her arm over the edge of the tub, grabbing for support. Her lower body writhed as the rush of fluid coursed over her, stimulating every part of her entrance and giving her the sensation that she was being pumped full of someone’s seed.
Bent over and exposed, Rose looked behind her to see the Doctor finally lining himself up with her. He pressed the head of his shaft to her besieged entrance and pushed forwards, entering her and causing her to shake further.
Rose, entranced by the stimulation, forced herself backwards, impaling herself further on the Doctor’s cock, causing him to stumble from the surprise. His shaft flared, causing him to lock into her. Rose bucked forward again, pulling him with her, the stimulation becoming too much for her.
Rose’s arms and legs gave out. She collapsed forward against the wall of the tub. The Doctor, still tethered, awkwardly fell on her back. He lifted her off of the wall, and carried her, still plunged on him, to a section of the hot tub where the jets were less intense. He lowered himself onto one of the underwater benches, Rose landing on his lap.
Recovering, Rose acknowledged that the Doctor was inside of her. She began to grind herself back and forth on him, causing him to squirm from the pleasure. She grinned, and pulled herself up a few inches. The flare, which locked her to him, tugged harshly. The Doctor cried out as he rose up to follow her movement.
Rose giggled, and settled back down onto him. She gyrated back and forth in place, taking care not to move in such a way that would tug on the flare. The sensation was enough for the Doctor, who was beginning to regret his initial plunge and began to feel himself grow closer to the edge.
The Doctor climaxed, firing thick streams of cum into Rose. Her insides grew even hotter than the surrounding water, and the stimulation caused her to finish as well. She cringed from ecstasy and cried out in pleasure. She slumped backwards onto him. The change in angle caused his cock to slip out of her. It flicked back and forth, tossing the last few drops of seed into the water in front of them. Thoroughly exhausted, the two slumped against the sides of the tub, allowing them to slip off into slumber.

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Tentacles (part 9)

Jazz Bishop had been piloting her ship when her unit was captured. The light transport had been stripped of defensive weapons in the hopes of outrunning enemy ships but a fortunate blast by one mondagi pilot crippled it and left its occupants to the mercy of the aliens. Her captors had not shown her commanding officer any kind of mercy, however..
She was led away from her group after watching the enemy ravage her captain and leave the woman in a heap of quivering flesh. She felt some excitement watching the woman she respected beg the alien to ravage her like a cheap whore. She felt dirty just thinking about it and that only made her more excited.
The mondagi interrogator and his commanding officer met her in a smaller, dark room. She saw some metallic objects under a spotlight and figured they would torture her to get the information they sought. She would make them work for it, she thought.
The mondagi captain instructed the other green skinned alien to strip their prisoner, binding her arms behind her with a single tentacle arm.
Jazz swallowed her surprise as the mondagi’s movement was so fast it startled her. She breathed heavily and glared at them defiantly, her breasts heaving as she sought to control her breath.
Captain Marn ran one of his tentacles through the prisoner’s purple hair, flicking his thin tongue in the air between them.
“You know what we want,” he said, a guttural, gurgling voice. “We will let your people live if you comply.”
“Fuck you!” Jazz spat.
“Yes, that we intend,” Marn said.
The subordinate began to run his other tentacle between the woman’s legs, threatening her quivering mound with his wet skin. On the captain’s command the interrogator thrust his tentacle hard inside the prisoner’s pussy. Without a movement’s hesitation he withdrew his appendage just as quickly.
Jazz fought hard to keep her legs beneath her. She had never felt anything so incredibly stimulating, the alien’s tentacle was a perfect fit inside her and the wet skin provided just enough lubrication to make it a pleasant feeling. She tried to keep her defiant expression, tried to fake a look of disgust. She tried but she wanted to feel that sensation again.
Marn smiled, or what appeared to be a smile, as he gauged the woman’s reaction to the probing tentacle. He reached out to touch her quivering flesh and saw the desire in her face.
“Your captain ached for it, too,” Marn commented. “She was easily aroused. Seems you all share the same animal instincts.”
“She is a whore!” Jazz shouted, trying to muster her strength.
Marn quickly shot a tentacle inside her pussy again, thrust once and pulled out of her.
Jazz could not contain the moaning that began as her aching flesh wrapped itself around the alien arm. The moaning tuned into a whimpering plea when she was deprived of the hot, wet alien flesh.
“You are a whore, too, aren’t you?” Marn asked in a slow, patronizing tone. “You’re the whore and you want it more than your captain ever did, isn’t that right?”
Jazz could feel the other alien delicately run his tentacle over her aching cunt, sending a chill up her spine. She cursed herself, then cursed the mondagi. “Fuck you! Fuck you and fuck me!”
That mondagi captain nodded and instructed the other alien to release his grasp. He stepped back from the prisoner and stood silent before her.
“You may leave,” Marn said. “If that is what you wish.”
The other alien opened the door and stepped away, giving the prisoner a clear way out.
“Or you can stay with us,” Marn offered, removing the protective straps that covered his genitals. “We can give you want you want.”
Jazz turned her head toward the door, then to the aliens and back again. Her loins ached to be filled with their green alien flesh, their smooth, wet skin. She wanted to flee from the room but she wanted to stay where she was. She struggled with the decision, falling to her knees, sobbing in frustration.
Marn stepped forward, stroking her purple hair softly. He felt the woman’s hand take hold of his member and put it in her mouth. He threw his head back, stifling a laugh.
Jazz pulled the alien cock out of her mouth long enough to say, “Fuck me with your tentacle, alien scum!”
The prisoner spread her legs apart a little more as she continued sucking the green alien dick. She squirmed a little as the other mondagi began to thrust his tentacled appendage in her pussy, then moaned softly.
“I think our new whore would appreciate another one in her asshole,” Marn speculated.
Jazz managed to make an affirmative sounding muffle with the alien member in her mouth. She tried to push her ass out, arching her back. She felt a rush as the tentacle slid inside her ass and just seemed to keep going until she thought she was about to pass out.
Jazz cupped her breasts in her hands as she bounced on the alien’s tentacles, sucking hard on the captain’s cock. She pushed her large round breasts together, then let the green skinned shaft fall against them. She parted her breasts just enough to allow the alien cock to squeeze between them and then began to stroke it as she moved her hips on the thrusting tentacles inside her.
She turned her head to suck the other mondagi’s hard dick. She raked her teeth along the tip of the alien cock, causing him to convulse reflexively. Jazz smiled and repeated the maneuver, this time her efforts were rewarded with a mouthful of sweet tasting white cum. She swallowed hard before sucking the alien dick.
Marn wrapped a tentacle around her tits, squeezing them tightly until she yelped. He began thrusting his body harder as he neared orgasm.
The other mondagi grew closer to climax as well, the woman’s teeth having sent him into a frenzy. He thrust his tentacle farther up her ass and increased his frantic pace. The woman’s pussy began dripping with cum and urine as his other tentacle pounded her mercilessly.
Jazz wanted to scream but she didn’t want to stop. She felt like her body was on fire but she was so close to orgasm she could taste it. She could also taste the alien cum in the back of her throat.
“Cum all over me!” Jazz yelled. She wanted to feel their hot alien cum wash over her body.
Marn threw his head back and moaned loudly, a gurgled echo reverberating through the ship.
Jazz felt a hot stream of cum hit her jaw as she sucked off the other alien. She let the green dick fall out of her mouth as she turned her attention to the ejaculating member. Her teeth had raked the other’s cock one last time, enough to send the mondagi into a violent convulsion that wrenched his body as he began to shoot a stream of cum on the prisoner’s face.
“Yes!” Jazz shouted. The hot alien cum washed over her face in waves. She opened her mouth to swallow as much of the hot, sweet tasting juice as she could. Her purple hair was soaked in alien cum as the two monster cocks shot lad after load over her body.
The mondagi pulled his tentacle out of her asshole quickly, causing her aching pussy to contract and shudder. Jazz cried out as her body shook, succumbing to the thrusting tentacle that violated her womb. She lost control of her body, a flood of urine running down the tentacle as she began to cum.
“Oh god yes!” Jazz moaned, collapsing onto the alien arm. She licked at the cum on her face, hungrily swallowing the thick, white mondagi fluid.
Marn pushed the human away from him, sending her to the floor as he turned away. “We won’t get anything from her for a while,” he said, a hint of disgust in his voice.
“What about the other?” the interrogator asked, pulling his tentacle out of the prisoner’s reddened mound. He licked at his appendage, tasting her unique flavor.
“The males have nothing we need, but they may prove useful bargaining material in the future,” Marn said, thoughtfully. “We’ll keep them alive, for now.”

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Rebuilding the Union

ok so im going to try an fantasy story that builds up the characters and has a little less sex its preety long so try to do it in chapters to cut it down some.