Harry Potter and the Book of Naughty Incantations – Year 1

Harry Potter and the Book of Naughty Incantations – Year 1 (Mf, ff, m+f, Mf, FF, m+F )

Chapter Summary – Naughty things are happening to students in Hogwarts. Can Harry, Hermoine, and Ron save the day?

Disclaimer – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy and is for adult entertainment purposes only. You must be 18 or over to read this story. The author does not condone any sexual activity with persons under 18 in real life. And remember, it is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can harm innocent lives beyond repair. Don’t fuck with people’s lives!

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Professor McGonagall banged open the door of Head Master Dumbledore’s office, without knocking.

“Albus! You have to do something about those Slytherins! They’re on a rampage!”

Surprised, Professor Dumbledor covered his rampant erection with his robe, ruing his forgetfulness for not placing a locking spell on the door.

“What have they done now, Minerva?” Professor Dumbledor sighed, looking flushed, and slightly annoyed. Under his robes, his engorged penis and swollen, low hanging, balls, throbbed delightfully. He had been having trouble ‘performing’ lately, and he was in the midst of testing a new potion he’d gotten from Professor Snape when Minerva barged in. He recalled his conversation with Servius. “You’ll be as stiff as an oaken-wand and should notice a marked increase in ejaculate as well. You may be good for two or three orgasms before it softens. However, if your erection lasts more than four hours, consult Madam Pomfrey.”

“What have they done? What have they not done?” Professor McGonagall cried. “Those bloody perverts are torturing every House in Hogwarts! First, they caused a few girls in Mrs. Trelawney’s Divinity class to grow massive breasts! They started swelling until their bras popped! One poor girl had a deep scratch under her tits, and a young man who got to close, I believe it was Nevelle Longbottom, nearly lost an eye when the bra snappped!

“Heh, heh, heh,” Professor Dumbledor laughed, “Boys will be boys, Minerva. Why, when we were in school–“

“That’s not all, Albus! I just left my Transfiguration class. Every non-Slytherin boy somehow had massive erections the entire class! And, all the girls were wiggling in their seats and soaking their panties! Filch is down there right now wiping down the chairs. Of course, I couldn’t teach those brats a single thing all period. There were quite a few students rubbing and touching themselves – masturbating during my class!”

“Uh, yes. I could see how that could be err, distracting,” he said, trying to hide his own massive erection. “I’ll see what I can do, Minerva. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some, uh, business to take care of.”

“Business? What kind of business? I hope you don’t have another first year under your desk slurping on your wrinkled old cock, Albus!”

“No! No, of course not, Minerva!” Professor Dumbledore said, while thinking it was a very good idea to solve his current problem. First years are so eager to make a good impression. And, if he took his current problem to Madam Pomfrey, Poppy would want to take care of it personally, and his entire morning would be wasted.

“She’s always been such a slut,” Albus said under his breath, and while her blow jobs were enjoyable, she would probably ask him about her ideas for mandatory masturbations for first-years. She was convinced it would help the student’s anxiety, and keeps them out of trouble, but Albus was sure she was nothing more than a pervert hoping to teach the class while perving on a dozen young students naked and masturbating in her class room.

“Please do something soon, Albus. I won’t tolerate it any longer.”

Albus glanced at his erection, now poking out from his robes. “I’ll address it immediately, Minerva. You have my word.”

The door closed with a bang, and Albus Dumbledore immediately exposed his erection and began jacking off furiously. He couldn’t wait, he had to cum, and soon! His heavy, cum-laden, balls bounced rhythmically as his hands stroked his leaking, slick, engorged, erection.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Miss Granger! Suck it Miss Granger!” he fantasized, while thinking of her pretty, cock-sucking, lips. Hermoine Granger was his favorite student so far this year. So cute and so eager to learn!

“Unnngh! Unnnngh!” he groaned. His sperm shot from the end of his penis in a huge arc, splattering the papers on his desk, once, twice, three times! He continued to jack-off furiously, splattering his cum everywhere.

With a long, drawn-out sigh, he squeezed out the last drops, while mentally thanking Servius.