[h.s] smut collection

Masturbate

Harry was still asleep when I left early this morning to go for groceries. It's something I always do. Supermarkets are crowded throughout the day, but in early mornings it's nice and quiet. That saves me lots of time to do other things such as hanging out with Harry when he is at home - which is not often. For this month, he's back home to rest, catch up with friends and family and to relax.

I finished doing groceries a little later than I expected because it was more crowded this morning than I expected it to be. When I got home the lights were still switched off, so I figured Harry was still asleep, snoring the time away. However, when I was about to carry the groceries to the kitchen, I heard soft moans coming from upstairs.

Frowning, I mentally told myself to put everything in place so it wouldn't get foul from the temperature, and walked upstairs when all the groceries were done. The closer I got to the bedroom, the louder the moaning became. With the door still ajar, I could peek inside, trying to figure out what was going on.

As I pushed the door more open without having it to slam against the wall, Harry on the bed became visible. His underwear was thrown on the ground, leaving him naked. To my surprise he was moving over the sheets, bucking his hips against the mattress. These movements caused more moans to roll over his lips.

''Mhh,'' Harry panted, as he continued to rock himself over the sheets, grinding himself over the mattress.

When he lifted his ass up for a bit, I could look between his thighs and noticed his hard cock resting with the tip on the mattress before he bucked his hips again and slid over the sheets, groaning.

The sight of him grinding his hard cock into the sheets aroused me as I stood there, and for a moment did I fought the temptation to slide my hand into my underwear to rub myself to the sight of Harry more than enjoying himself on the bed.

Harry's muscles flexed as he pushed and pulled himself over the mattress, arms holding him steady while he rocked back and forth, rubbing his cock on the mattress to chase his orgasm.

''Ohh,'' He moaned again and grabbed a hold on one of the pillows that our bed contained, sinking his nails into them while he basically fucked his cock into the mattress.

From watching him, my pussy started getting damp and the fight to keep myself from touching my clit became so hard that I couldn't do anything but to give into it. Slowly and silently, while I leaned against the doorpost to watch him, I sunk my hand into my pants and lightly added some pressure on my clit.

With my teeth sunken into my bottom lip to keep myself from moaning out, my fingers slowly started their teasing by lightly rubbing some circles on my now swollen clit.

Harry, in the meantime, who didn't have any clue of me watching him, continued his grinding on the sheets until he found a better plan. One of his large hands grabbed hold on a different, much more softer-surfaced pillow and moved it down to his crotch.

In curiosity I changed my position to try and get another angle on him. Harry pushed his cock into the pillow cover, and sat up a little. He adjusted himself for a few seconds before he began to hump it while being half seated on his knees. His big hands tried to keep the pillow pressed down on the mattress, but at the same time they were clawing at the soft object for more.

''Oh- Uh-,'' Harry threw his head back, and for a minute I thought I was caught standing there, but his eyes had fluttered closed as he continued to hump the pillow of our bed.

He looked sexy doing it in the first place, bucking his hips like he fucked a person, arousing me more and more with the second. While seeing him like this, trying to fuck himself to an orgasm by using a pillow, I figured this wasn't the first time he chased his orgasm in this way.