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Experience Part 3
🕑 Added 2025-07-24 03:44:12 +0000 UTCAmong the things Harry helped Andromeda with was her shopping. It was easier to grab the necessities with two people. Andromeda favored shopping at Muggle stores, a habit that she picked up from her late husband. Today, Harry had accompanied her to pick up some non-perishables to keep in the house.
Since they couldn’t openly use magic, Harry carried the things they had bought. Andromeda was fondly describing coming to this shopping center with Nymphadora when her daughter was young.
It always impressed Harry how easily she could on good memories without getting lost in grief.
It was a skill he was hoping he could imitate, honestly.
Andromeda’s voice hitched. Rather than because of sadness, like Harry briefly thought it might be, it was because they had passed a clothing store with mannequins outside. Andromeda stared at a yellow dress on one of them before averting your eyes.
“Do you want it?” Harry asked.
“Want what?” Andromeda said, choosing to play innocent.
“That dress,” Harry said. “Do you want it?”
Andi laughed. “At my age? I’d only be wasting it. Come on, it’s about time we got home.”
Harry wasn’t willing to let this go. Andromeda was too willing to ignore things she wanted. She had a habit of putting everybody else first, to the point that if you didn’t stubbornly do it back to her she’d never accept any kind gesture.
Harry scanned around them and made sure that nobody was looking. He quickly deposited their shopping inside the magically expanded pouch he always kept on his hip.
“Harry!” Andromeda said. “You shouldn’t take risks like that!”
“Nobody was looking. I made sure.” Harry grinned and grabbed her hand. “Come on.”
He pulled her into the muggle store. She complained a little bit more, but she also walked with him and didn’t fight it.
“Hello! Can I help you?” chirped an attendant.
“Yes,” Harry said. He nudged Andi’s arm, and she spoke to the attendant, who took her first to the dress section and then to a changing room.
Harry followed them, waiting outside the curtain while Andi swapped her conservative outfit for a trendy dress. He recalled seeing it on the mannequin and, honestly, was feeling excited to see how it would look on the beautiful middle Black sister.
The curtain slid back. Andromeda stepped out.
Harry gaped.
“What? Is it that bad?” Andromeda asked.
She put a hand across her cleavage… and even her forearm wasn’t capable of covering all of it. The dress was designed to hug the body, and it hadn’t been made for bodies as endowed as Andromeda’s. Not that she didn’t look fantastic in it.
The bottom of the dress went down to her knee caps. You could see her hips, which were so wide that they made her fairly filled-in waist look narrow.
“Bad is… not the word I would use,” Harry said.
He didn’t even want to blink. Currently he was trying to burn this sight into his memory as fast as possible.
Andromeda laughed incredulously. “I’m sure it doesn’t actually look good. You’re laying it on too thick!”
“Yeah… thick…” Harry said.
Andromeda was starting to realize that Harry wasn’t pretending. She blushed with a sudden surge of pride. Feeling more confident, she leaned over and looked down near her hips, checking the price tag.
The value made her gulp.
“I… I’ll put it back now!” Andromeda said.
“We’re getting it,” Harry said.
“Harry, the price—” Andromeda said.
“I don’t care. I’m rich, remember?” Harry said. “I pretty much only spend money on Teddy these days. It only makes sense to get something for you as well.”
Plus, this felt like a present to himself. His eyes were starting to get bloodshot because he had refused to blink for so long. If Andromeda still wouldn’t get the dress he was going to have to buy a pensive to see this sight again, so really just buying the dress was the cheaper option here.
“Not just the dress, either,” Harry suddenly decided. “Get as much as you want.”
He was worried that Andromeda would insist she didn’t want anything. However, he’d worn her down by now, and he was starting to realize how much she loved muggle clothes.
“They fit so much better, and they're so much more flattering than wizard clothing,” she said while picking out more outfits. “I fell in love as soon as Ted introduced me to them.”
The two of them started a mini fashion show. Andromeda came out wearing jeans and a crop top and gave a twirl, showing Harry her thick ass. When she moved her body, her breasts had bounced and vibrated inside the tight shirt.
After that she emerged in yoga pants and a t-shirt. The shirt was loose enough that her breasts were finally hidden, but the yoga pants made her ass look even better. Honestly, Harry thought it couldn’t get better from there.
The next time Andromeda pulled the curtain open, she was wearing something he hadn’t seen her grab.
A two piece bikini. Andromeda’s slight tummy bulged out. Her thick thighs were completely visible, along with most of her upper breasts. She smiled shyly, putting her hands behind her back and shifting side to side.
That motion was to show off the outfit from more angles, but Harry ended up getting mesmerized by the way her boobs swayed. Her nipple outlines were visible.
Between his legs, Harry’s dick immediately turned into a hard on.
“Looks great,” he squeaked, shifting how he was standing to try and keep the sudden bulge from showing.
Andromeda smiled and turned back to the changing room. The bikini bottom didn’t even totally cover her ass; you could see the bottom fifth of each cheek poking out. She swayed her hips, shutting the curtain behind her.
Harry released a hearty sigh. That had been intense, trying to play it cool through that.
Of course, he wasn’t upset with the show. He was too into it if anything, and concerned about doing something reckless.
The attendant had wandered away, leaving the two of them to do their private fashion show near the very back of the story. Harry waited to see what else Andromeda would bring out, wondering how she would top that last outfit.
Most likely the bikini was the climax, and she would come back in a tamer outfit that was fit for street use.
After listening to the sound of rustling clothes being swapped, Harry watched the curtain open.
Andi’s latest choice covered more than a bikini.
Just slightly.
The shirt showed off her midriff and belly button. It was tight to her body, taking on the shape of her breasts perfectly. Also… Harry could still see the outline of her nipples just like he had in the bikini. Was her bra that thin?
Below the waist was a skirt that only went half as far down her legs as the original dress had. Even the dress had been a turn on. Suffice to say, Harry’s hard on did not disappear, and instead made it clear that it would be around for the foreseeable future.
“Like it?” Andromeda said. Her voice had become progressively more confident throughout the show as she adjusted to Harry’s appreciation and overcame her initial self consciousness.
Harry gulped. “Yeah it’s… It’s pretty nice.”
“You haven’t even seen all of it, though,” Andromeda said.
“I haven’t?” Harry said. “You mean the back?”
“I mean the bottom,” Andromeda said.
She grabbed her miniskirt on either side and lifted it up. Her hairy pussy was right there. No underwear in sight. Harry’s jaw dropped. He looked around to see if anyone else was watching, shocked by Andromeda’s boldness.
While he was off balance, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the changing booth with her.
It was cramped behind the curtain. With clothes spread around them on the floor, there was narrowly enough room for both of them. Harry’s back hit the wall, making a marginally loud noise.
He heard footsteps approaching as someone heard the sound. Panicking about being caught, Harry reacted.
“Is everything alright in there?” asked the attendant who had helped them earlier.
“Everything is just perfect,” Andi answered.
She was suspended in Harry’s arms. He had scooped her up and lifted her, hiding her feet so that only his own were showing. Luckily the store worker didn’t look carefully and notice that it was a man’s feet she was seeing.
“I’m glad. Feel free to find me if you need anything,” the worker said.
As she wandered away, Andromeda wedged her hands between her and Harry and opened his fly.
“I’ve got the only thing I need right here,” Andi purred.
She pulled Harry’s dick out of his pants. He lurched his weight forward and pinned her against the wall, instead of leaning against one himself. Harry gave her a hard thrust, stopping his body in time so that his crotch wouldn’t hit her body. They couldn’t be too loud.
“Nghaaaaaah!” Andi moaned.
Harry’s eyes widened. She was being too loud, but no matter how he gestured she wouldn’t quiet down. Something pink caught his attention in the corner of his eye.
It was Andi’s panties.
Harry grabbed them with his right hand and hastily shoved them into Andi’s mouth.
The sound of her moaning changed to a noise of surprise, muffled because her mouth was full. As Harry thrusted into her, she clung to him with her hands around his neck. Once he didn’t have to worry about her voice giving them away, he was free to focus on fucking her.
Thrust after thrust, he slammed his meaty length into her dripping pussy. He slowly got used to giving her three quarter thrusts to keep the noise down. Andi didn’t mind. Just the majority of his dick was bigger than most men’s whole length.
Harry hadn’t taken off any of Andi’s clothes. Her miniskirt hung like a shroud over her violated pussy. His hands were shoved up the back of it, gripping her thick ass. Harry took one hand and used it to wrench her tight shirt up.
He bunched the shirt up near her neck, making Andi’s tits hang out. As soon as the shirt was gone they bounced up and down with his thrusting. The reason her nipples had been sticking out wasn’t because they were going through her bra, it was because she hadn’t been wearing one.
Harry bit her nipples. He pulled on them and sucked them as they bounced. He gave slow and forceful thrusts into her body. Andi squeezed him with her legs. She grunted encouragement through the underwear jammed in her mouth.
Andromeda’s nails scratched his back. She rested her chin on top of his head while he sucked on her breasts. Harry was holding her ass with both hands again, squeezing it with all of his strength.
Harry fucked Andromeda so hard that the entire booth started to shake and vibrate. Fortunately, no one came over to ask questions this time, because Harry and Andromeda weren’t in condition to answer.
Andromeda orgasmed. Her already wet pussy tightened and spewed its juice all over Harry’s dick, moisture running down and dripping off his balls. He switched back to holding her up with one hand, using the other hand to grope the boobs he was biting and stimulate them even more. If it wasn’t for the panties, Andromeda’s screams would have filled the entire store.
“Andi,” Harry grunted, separating his lips from her mammaries. “I’m going to cum.”
She couldn’t answer with her mouth full. Andi rested her forehead against Harry’s and hooked her arms around behind his head. She stared into the eyes of her younger lover.
‘Let me have it,’ she was saying.
Harry did.
His virile semen shot into her like a racecar. It filled up her womb to the point of spinning. Harry had given one last thrust and buried himself inside her. Andi trembled. Her folds had contracted so much that she could feel every single twitch of Harry’s dick as he poured cum into her.
Harry leaned back from the wall, still holding Andromeda up. She was draped against his body with her face resting on his shoulder.
Her legs hung limply behind him. Harry was breathing hard. Even more than their fast and passionate sex, he was happy with how today turned out because of how much it boosted Andromeda’s confidence. She was always deprecating about being “a woman her age” but, if you asked Harry, there was no one he’d rather be holding like this.
Harry tilted her back and ripped her panties out of her mouth.
“Kiss me,” he said.
“Noooo. I’m dirty there…” Andromeda groaned.
He shoved her tongue in her mouth. Despite her complaints, she happily reciprocated.
They kissed until they were certain they would be caught if they waited a second later, then apparated straight to Andromeda’s bedroom to start a second round where she could scream as much as she wanted.
Of course, they brought every one of the outfits with them, leaving a sufficient amount of money sitting on the floor of the changing room.
The two of them held a second fashion show: one where Harry ripped off each of the outfits and pounded her between every round.
