Bareback

Harry nudged her pussy lips open, but Hermione squeezed her legs together desperately to stop him from entering.

"Condom, Harry!" She wiggled a bit, but Harry didn't quit in his efforts to mount her.

"I don't have one though, so this will have to do!"

"Accio Condom!" Hermione shouted, reminding Harry that perhaps this wasn't the best idea anyway, considering Hermione's wand was still in her hand. A condom jumped out of Hermione's bookbag and rocketed to her hand, where she then pressed it into his.

"You said you would do anything!" He yelled, frustrated at the turn of events, as the tip of his cock finally made contact with her tight opening.

"I'm unprotected! I don't think wizards even have birth control!" Hermione responded as she tried to squirm away from him. She couldn't deny how good the feeling of his cock rubbing against her slit was, though, as it made her body lose what little fight it had left after the ordeal with her wand.

Harry grabbed her hips and slowed his movement, causing her to stop fighting him. He made eye contact, emerald green into deep brown, and she nodded slowly.

"Just... Not inside, okay? It's a bad time..." Hermione finally muttered, as she bit her lips and pulled her knees away to allow him access.