Shell Cottage

Harry moaned and threw his head backwards. Bright sunshine was shining onto the beach. "Damn, Ginny," he moaned and looked down his body, where the red haired head of his girlfriend was bopping up and down on his cock.

They had spend most of the summer at Bill and Fleur's house at the beach, as they were visiting Fleur's parents in France. The housesitting task had turned out perfectly for Harry and Ginny. Not only did they had peace from reporters, who wanted to talk to them about the battle, but also it was a nice place to have some fun times together.

"Fuck," Harry said as a grinning Ginny looked up, licking her lips. "We should never leave this beach," he added as she climbed on top of him, starting to ride.

"I know," she responded while moaning. "But summer coming to an end."

"Yeah," Harry said, slightly sad about that fact. "I should also visit Grimmauld Place before we travel to the world cup."

Ginny moaned and bit her lips as she picked up speed. There was a Quidditch world cup coming up again and obviously they were special guests of the ministry. And soon thereafter, Hogwarts would start again. Like most students, Harry had also opted to redo the last year, which he had missed totally.

"You should," Ginny said. "But first let us fuck some more."

Harry moaned again and reached for her hips, making her ride hard. It took not long, and they both came together, Ginny rolling next to him into the warm sand.

"That was good," she mumbled before leaning over to kiss him.