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Halloween - The Aftermath: Chapter 10
🕑 Added 2022-09-22 17:30:01 +0000 UTC“Well, that’s it,” James smiled as the end credits rolled. He switched the TV off and leaned back, smiling when his wife cuddled up to him.
“You’re particularly clingy today,” he whispered in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe. Narcissa giggled.
“Maybe I am, so what?”
James chuckled at her raised eyebrow as Harry looked on with a smile. He saw his father glance at him and he nodded discreetly. His father turned towards Narcissa once again and pecked her softly.
“What do you think about having some fun tonight? I have a special surprise for you,” he whispered against her lips, smiling down at her. Narcissa raised her eyebrow in silent question, testing his resolve, but he refused to budge.
With a small chuckle, she stood up and grabbed his hand. James pulled himself to his feet and let her pull him towards their shared bedroom. Harry saw his father glance at him and he nodded in understanding.
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The moment they entered their bedroom, James wasted no time and pushed Narcissa against the wall and slammed his lips against her. Narcissa gasped at his aggression before she started responding in earnest, pulling him close and kissing him back.
He caressed her sides, his touch trailing a line of fire over her curves as she fisted her fingers in his hair. He held himself against her, feeling her large tits pressing up against his toned chest as his fingers found a firm hold on her delicious ass. He grabbed the voluptuous globes, kneading her supple flesh and sinking his fingers into her.
Their tongues entwined as they danced in an openmouthed kiss, smacking loudly as the sounds of her soft moans of pleasure filled the room in an erotic melody.
None of them noticed the door opening and then closing softly as they slowly walked away from the wall. Narcissa still had her hands around his neck, caressing his scalp with her fingertips while sucking his mouth earnestly, when she felt a very familiar body press up against her from behind. She felt familiar lips latching themselves against her shoulder, fingers sliding her hair to the side and she tilted her head to the side to give her new lover even more access.
‘So, this is the surprise,’ she thought excitedly and moaned into the kiss when Harry began to suck the tender skin at the side of her neck. She felt his rock-hard prick brush her ass a few times before he dropped all pretence and pressed himself firmly against her.
They did not cease in their movement in the slightest; James continued to kiss Narcissa while he kneaded her ass while Harry sucked the skin alongside her neck, biting softly and making her mewl while rubbing his hard-on against her delectable derriere.
James pulling back slightly allowed her to speak up.
“So, this is what you talked about,” she whispered against her husband’s lips, watching as he smirked.
“Watching you make out with him like a true slut was a huge turn on,” he whispered, pecking her before walking backwards. Harry stood behind her, his hands on her waist as she leaned back against him, and they saw James conjure a leather chair right at the edge of the bed.
He walked over and sat down, crossing his legs and tilting his head up, his wand twirling in his hand as he rested his elbow on the armrest while the other went up behind his head as he leaned back comfortably.
“I want to see how it happened. How you fucked my son, Cissy. How well he fucked you and how much you loved it. Put a show for me, my wife,” he whispered with a sharp glint in his eye. Each word sent a sharp jolt of thrill through her, and her nipples hardened inside her lingerie, poking through the fabric. Her husband saw it and smirked.
He twirled his wand and she saw a bottle of his favourite scotch and a glass with ice slowly hovering towards him. James maintained eye contact with her and slowly poured the liquid before putting the bottle down by his feet. He raised one eyebrow and took a sip, and Harry took it as his cue to begin.
Harry turned her head to the side and without any restraint, kissed her firmly. Slowly, she turned sideways and leaned up to angle better, and her hand came down to stroke him over his pants. He was already throbbing, and she couldn’t wait to have that monster cock back inside her slutty cunt.
James watched on with bated breath as his son brought his hand up and firmly grabbed hold of his wife’s lovely breast and squeezed. He could see how his fingers sank into her soft skin in slow motion, taking in the arousing view of the two pawing at each other in sheer arousal.
Harry paused and glanced at where his father was sitting, and Narcissa looked at him as well – her eyes half-lidded in unbidden arousal. “Sit comfortably, dad,” he remarked, and James chuckled as he leaned backwards, keeping himself straight enough to occasionally sip his scotch.
He watched on as Narcissa undid the knot of his track pants before pulling them down along with his boxers, and his cock sprang free. Despite himself, James’ eyes widened slightly. He was hung.
Harry slowly walked back until he was laying on the bed, his legs hanging off the edge as Narcissa stalked him slowly as if a huntress stalking her prey before she wrapped her dainty fingers around his girth. A familiar heat bubbled in her stomach as she slowly began pumping his cock, before turning around to look her husband in the eye. Not breaking her gaze, she continued to slowly stroke Harry’s dick as Harry leaned forward and played with her tits.
James looked on in arousal as he took in the erotic scene in front of him, slowly sipping his scotch.
Harry sat up and removed his t-shirt, leaving him entirely naked as he exposed his impressive torso. He scooted closer to Narcissa and took off her night dress until she was down to her lingerie. Her pussy was sopping wet, and her lovely tits were heaving within the confines of the flimsy silk bra. He wasted no time in unclasping her bra, deftly sliding it down her arms and throwing it on the floor. Her voluptuous tits spilled out, her pink nipples pale and erect, pointing straight ahead.
Harry looked at her before grabbing hold of both her tits. He squeezed them, raising and jiggling them and buried his mouth on her nipples. Narcissa’s head tilted back in pleasure as a loud moan, the first of many, escaped her mouth.
James looked on with mounting excitement, his hand gripping his glass tightly, as he watched his son, his very own blood, control his wife in such an erotic manner.
She gently pushed him on his back, and James looked on as his wife bit her lower lip in arousal before she started pumping his cock once again. Her alluring tits hung invitingly, straining against gravity, dangling right over Harry’s body as she jacked him. Slowly, she picked up the pace as he saw her hand moving up and down his son’s cock, his balls rolling around and she reached out with her other hand to fondle them as well. Harry groaned in pleasure.
“Merlin Cissy… I can’t wait to fuck you,” he let out, and James chuckled softly.
Narcissa slowly leaned back and spread her legs apart, and Harry leaned forward to kiss her, his hand groping her tits once again before he trailed it down to grab hold of her lace panties, slowly peeling the fabric down her supple ass. She lifted her ass in the air and he slipped it down her legs and tossed it to the side.
James watched as Harry stood up and grabbed Narcissa by her waist before he threw her down on the bed. She fell with a tinkling laugh and straightened herself, before sexily beckoning him towards her with her finger. Harry wasted no time and leaned on top of her, looking down at her smiling face and aligning his cock against her inflamed pussy.
Narcissa looked over at her husband and gave him a saucy smile, and he chuckled before blowing her a kiss. He watched as Harry jostled his shaft against her slippery folds, which caused Narcissa to giggle in delight before his head bumped against her entrance. In response, Narcissa spread her legs further apart, inviting him inside her, and tilted her head back with a loud moan as Harry entered her.
“Merlin baby, you’re so big!”
Harry chuckled before leaning down and pressing his lips against hers. Their tongues met as he thrust forward, burying himself even deeper inside her, and James watched as her pussy formed a lewd ‘O’ shape around his cock.
“Oh, Merlin fuck!” Narcissa cried out in pleasure when Harry gave another mighty thrust and buried himself to the hilt inside her familiar pussy, her moans getting louder.
“Do you like my cock, Cissy?” He heard Harry ask, already knowing the answer.
“Fuck baby I love it!”
Narcissa bit her lip, looking up at Harry with smouldering eyes as James looked on and sipped his scotch. The entire scene in front of him was erotic beyond words.
“I’m going to fuck you raw, Cissy,” Harry whispered against her lips before he crashed his lips against hers and started to piston in and out of her. Narcissa cried out in delight and James saw a white lathering develop on his son’s cock as his wife started creaming on it. Her legs spread impossibly wide before they came up to wrap around his waist as Harry continued to eagerly thrust inside her gushing cunt.
Narcissa’s moans ramped up, before turning feverish under the intense assault on her quivering snatch as she started to cry out in pleasure.
“OH! OH FUCK! OH YES BABY! OHH HARRY YES! FUCK ME FUCK!”
James could see her quivering under his son, her arms wrapped around his back as she pulled him flush against her front and he saw her fingers claw into his shoulders as he ravished her. He could hear with utter clarity the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin, wet with her gushing juices in tandem with his thrusts.
“OH, FUCKING MERLIN AND MORGANA! YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD BABY! OH, FUCK YES! HARRY YOU’RE SO GOOD BABY… YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD!”
“Ugh… you’re fucking hot, Cissy… Damn, I could fuck you all day,” Harry grunted as he continued to hammer away inside her, and James could see his movement slowing down slightly.
“Get her on all fours,” he called out and saw Harry slowly stop.
Narcissa moaned in protest when she felt his wonderful prick slide out of her pussy and turned to glare at her husband, who took one look at her dishevelled self and only chuckled.
“Don’t be so greedy,” he chided with a smile.
Harry pulled her off the bed and positioned her on all fours, with her facing James. He smacked her ass as she readied herself for another round of hot sex.
Harry slapped his cock against her plump rear, watching with satisfaction as it jiggled with every hit. Some of her juices clung to her skin as he did so.
“MERLIN!”
Narcissa cried out in pleasure when instead of pushing his cock inside her inviting pussy, Harry bent forward and slapped it against the sensitive bundle of nerves right atop it. Her engorged clit sent a massive wave of pleasure through her, and she failed to keep her moans silent.
Harry chuckled, and James looked on as his wife’s face contracted in abject pleasure.
“I have to say, this was a really good idea,” she remarked, looking at her husband in the eye. Both Harry and James chuckled.
“Dad’s having as good a time as you are, Cissy,” Harry remarked. And somehow, against all rationality, he was correct. Despite experiencing such arousing emotions with Harry during the past 24 hours, this was sending a different sort of thrill inside her. She did not think she was so sexually excited ever. It was such an absolute mindboggling cocktail of sultry emotions that Narcissa was experiencing the most intense form of arousal, ever.
What she realized at that moment, something she had no idea about previously, was how much she was loving being fucked by Harry while her husband watched them. Voyeurism – she had no idea she had such a kink.
“You’re fucking hot, Cissy,” Harry remarked, slapping her ass again and causing it to jiggle. Narcissa moaned and looked behind her to give him a sultry smile. “Fuck me,” she whispered.
“Gladly,” Harry replied with a smile, lining up his cock against her quivering snatch and slowly pushing inside her. Narcissa’s eyes involuntarily closed as she took him in.
It didn’t take long for Harry to find his rhythm, and all too soon, he was fucking her vigorously, gripping her hips firmly as he claimed her. James saw his wife’s face contorted into an almost wistful expression, her lovely tits dangling and swaying rhythmically, bouncing back and forth in tandem with his thrusts, and James marvelled at the erotic scene in front of him. The sound of the skin slapping together filled the room soon enough, and it didn’t take his wife to be vocal about the mind-boggling fuck she was receiving from his son.
“OH, MERLIN IT’S SO GOOD!” She cried out, turning her head to look behind her, “You fuck me so good, Harry!”
He chuckled and slapped her ass, causing the supple flesh to jiggle. “I know.”
Slowly, Narcissa turned around and looked directly into the eyes of her husband, who was sitting there with his glass of scotch in one hand and his wand in the other.
“Oh, my love, look at your son! He is really fucking me! He is fucking your wife, in front of you. Baby your boy is fucking your wife!” Narcissa moaned erotically, and it was the sexiest thing James had ever seen in his entire life.
“I know, Cissy,” he whispered.
“Do you like it when he does that? Do you like watching me fuck your son?”
James smirked.
Narcissa moaned. “Merlin I’m so horny right now, fuck! Keep fucking me, Harry! Don’t stop, never stop!”
Harry’s grunts had gradually before more audible as he continued to ram away inside her pussy, and they realized he wasn’t going to last much longer. Neither could Narcissa for that matter. She could already feel her orgasm building up, and if her instinct told her anything, she believed it was going to be a massive one.
“Come here baby,” she whispered, looking up at her husband. James smiled and put his glass on the armrest and slowly walked forward. He lowered himself slightly so that he was face to face with his hot wife.
Narcissa didn’t bother to hold him or anything and simply locked her lips with his while Harry continued to thrust into her. Their lips moved together in perfect harmony as Harry dominated her gushing pussy from behind. It didn’t take long as she felt her orgasm course through her. Her body shook, but Harry kept a firm grip on her hips while her husband held her hair in a vice grip, keeping her firmly in place. Her orgasmic moans were swallowed by her husband’s lips and all she could do was take it like the slut she was as her body continued to spasm.
“I’m close,” Harry grunted once Narcissa had come down from her orgasmic high, and slowly, James pulled away from her.
“On her face and tits, Harry,” he instructed, and Harry quickly pulled out of her. Narcissa didn’t waste a moment and quickly got down on her knees, looking up at Harry who came forward. She grabbed hold of his cock, slippery wet with her juices, and started sucking him off like a pro.
Her lips wrapped around his girth, while her hands stroked him and fondled his balls. Harry groaned, and the first shot of his virile seed splattered inside her wanton mouth. Narcissa quickly swallowed his load and brought his cock out of her mouth right when another rope of his cum hit her square in the face.
Load after load of his thick, white cum shot forward, covering her face and her large tits in a layer of white.
They stayed in the same position for a while. Harry had already finished shooting his load over her body and was sitting on the bed while Narcissa brought his cum to her mouth now and then. Slowly, she chuckled, and they turned to look at her. They followed suit and laughed at the events that had transpired.
“I’m gonna go clean up,” she remarked, not waiting for a response and standing up. Her orgasmic juices were dripping down her legs and her face and tits were covered in jizz, and the father-son duo agreed on one matter. Never had there been a more alluring sight than Narcissa Potter covered in her stepson’s cum while her juices leaked out of her pussy, freshly fucked by her stepson.
Their eyes followed her swaying ass as she walked off before Harry stood up and gathered up his clothes.
“Want some?” James asked, offering Harry the bottle. Harry looked at it and chuckled before chugging a small gulp down directly.
“Neat,” James remarked, looking at him, and Harry shrugged.
“You were right,” he replied instead, and James looked at him.
“I’m always right,” he chuckled, very humbly, “but what about?”
Harry grinned.
“That was indeed very hot.”
James laughed.
“Heh, I know it.”
“Goodnight, Dad,” Harry smiled and walked out of his father’s bedroom.
“Goodnight, son,” James remarked with a smile, as he leaned back in the chair and stared at the ceiling, “goodnight indeed.”
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To be continued…
