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Halloween: Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2021-11-23 13:14:38 +0000 UTCNarcissa rushed to the restroom and quickly went to the sink. She turned on the tap for cold water and splashed her face quickly. Even if she had cared about her make-up at that moment, it was the type that never smudged and only came off with a special spell. Not that she cared right then. She kept splashing and rubbing her face for over a minute before sighing and turning the tap off.
As she lifted her head up to look into the mirror, she stared at herself. Water ran down her beautiful young face and trickled down between her breasts, soaking her red costume. She knew she was a very beautiful woman, and that Harry wasn’t her son. She also knew that he had never seen her as his mother, and had clarified long ago that he didn’t need one. Narcissa didn’t consider Harry her son either. How could she when it brought back so many painful memories?
Narcissa vehemently buried the flashes of blonde hair aside and recalled what had just happened a few minutes ago. Harry might not be her son but he was still her husband’s.
She released deep breaths and tried as hard as she could to push the thoughts of what happened on the dance floor away, all in vain. Her body was taunting her mind, singing the opposite tune. She knew there was pent up sexual tension under her skin. She had planned for this night for months, and James’ absence had left her quite frustrated. Her body was crying out to be used as Harry had done oh so passionately. It was pleading her, not for the normal sex that she had with James, but to be really fucked, and fucked hard. She wanted it and she needed it and the thought that it was her stepson who wanted to give it to her only turned her on beyond reason.
‘No! Get a hold of yourself, Narcissa! What you’re thinking is not right! He’s Harry. You cannot do this, not to both Harry and James!’
She tried to convince herself. To tell herself that she would go out and tell Harry to forget everything that happened.
‘And then we’ll go home and pretend this never happened. Yes.’
She again recalled what happened on the dance floor. The way they moved, the way they touched, his mouth dominating hers, their tongues battling and wrapping around, his delicate touches that evolved into rough groping, the way he bit her neck to mark her as his own, the gushing of her cunt as he mauled her tits and nipples, the feeling of his fingers on her dripping snatch and the way he smeared her own juices all over her thighs.
She absentmindedly touched every single part of her body he had touched her, caressing the mark on her neck and her smeared thighs and the truth came to her. She knew he wanted to fuck her, but the truth she had tried so hard to avoid right now was apparent for her to see. She knew he was going to fuck her, and she was going to love every single second of it, even though she had tried to deny it to herself.
She knew what was going to happen, and she accepted it as she straightened her hair and her dress in the mirror, blinking her eyes until she looked the way she had come to that party. She, Narcissa Potter, was going to not only let Harry fuck her when she walked out, not only did she want him deep inside her, but she also knew that she was going to fuck him back, and love all of it!
She stood straight, looking at herself and readjusted her hair and dress, knowing deep down that she wasn't going to be wearing that dress for too long.
She took a deep breath and released it, which did wonderful things to her prominent cleavage and exited the restroom to find Harry. She had made a decision and she was going to stand by it.
Narcissa entered the hall and walked through the crowd, which seemed a lot bigger now, with snitches the size of dragons fluttering in her belly.
Suddenly, she saw Harry ahead of her, staring intently at her. She could see he was worried, and the love and admiration he held for her were clearly visible in his eyes, but most of all, she could see the lust pooling in his dark emerald gaze, overpowering everything else.
She straightened her chin up, her gaze not leaving him, and slowly glided towards him, her arms folded under her breasts, holding onto herself. She knew he wouldn’t do anything if she asked, but the fact was that she knew she wanted him too.
She reached him and stopped, staring into his eyes without saying anything. She felt a bit nervous and very horny, but above all, she felt confused. Confused because she knew it was wrong but she still wanted him so bad.
They stared at one another without saying a word for what seemed like an eternity, until a flicker of doubt appeared in her mind; that she was wrong and nothing was going to happen. Strangely, she didn’t know how she should’ve felt. Happy that nothing was going to happen, or sad that it was not going to happen.
Her doubts were put to rest when Harry reached around her waist and pulled her to him. Her palms held on his chest and she looked up into his eyes. Slowly his lips descended on hers. She grabbed two fistfuls of his costume on his chest as they softly kissed. Belatedly she realized how good of a kisser he was.
Slowly he pulled away but didn’t let his grip on her loosen. Looking down, he gave her a smile so feral that it pulled something inside her. Just the confidence oozing through him was enough to turn her on.
"You know, don't you?" He said with a cocky grin, "I’m going to fuck you tonight, Cissa."
She just looked at him and nodded, trying to hide the thrill of excitement and lust that shot through her glans when he said that.
She wanted him, right then. She needed him, badly. Why did something so wrong feel so right? How could something that felt like this be wrong? Narcissa was confused, and deep inside she knew Harry was feeling the same, but she also knew that just like her, he didn't care if it was right or wrong. They had decided and they would not be turning back now.
"I’m going to fuck you as you’ve never been fucked before, Cissa. I’m going to spoil you for everyone else, even my father. I hope you’re ready for that." He murmured, gently caressing her cheek with the back of his fingers.
She felt hot lust and electricity coursing through her, dampening her core once more as she nodded once again.
Harry's smile was cocky and oh so feral, and Narcissa could feel her heart thudding inside her chest as his eyes roamed over her body, soaking in the visual display she was putting for him. She wanted him to look at her.
He grabbed hold of her hand, interlocking their fingers together, as he looked her in the eyes intently. A few seconds later he gave her a genuine smirk before walking, leading her towards the exit door.
She grabbed a hold of his arm to stop him the moment they exited the hall and reached the corridor. Harry looked at her questioningly, and she grinned up at him.
"I know just the place. Come." With a teasing grin, she led him towards the perfect place for their next dance.
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Harry looked at Narcissa for a moment before giving a shrug. “Okay, let’s go,” he said and let her lead him, wondering what she had in mind. She had no doubts now, she wanted it, he wanted it, and it was decided. Doubting and getting confused didn't matter anymore. She knew what she wanted and she knew what she was going to do.
Together they went down the corridor, and they both felt a peculiar thrill as the time passed, all inhibitions long forgotten. A feeling of excitement surged through the forbidden pair as they thought of what they were going to do.
They could easily make out grunts and moans from the various rooms dotted along the walls, and it turned them on even more. Narcissa increased their pace, getting impatient. Her body was yearning for what she knew was going to come. The little voice deep inside her, one that had been urging her to stop what they were about to do, that it was not right, was completely silent now. Not that she would have listened to it had it been present. Whatever the consequences might be, none of them cared right now. The only thing that mattered was what they were going to do.
Narcissa abruptly stopped in front of an office, and Harry’s cock lurched when he saw the nameplate affixed to the door. She turned towards Harry and gave him a mischievous grin as she took both his hands in hers. She lifted her heels backwards and slowly pushed the door open with it and walked backwards into the office, dragging Harry with her. Not breaking eye contact, she bit her lower lip sultrily, her eyes were clouded with lust.
When both of them were inside the room, Narcissa released her grasp on Harry's hands and made to close the door, brushing her hands across his toned chest. Meanwhile, Harry looked around the room. Narcissa was visibly shaking with anticipation of what was to come, her stomach coiling around. Any rational thought had drowned in her lust and her desire to get fucked by Harry.
Narcissa flicked the glittering lamps on, just enough to give them a semblance of dim light. It was not bright at all, just enough that they were able to completely take in the features of each other and it was making the scene even more sensual.
The room was fairly large for a cabin. It was a typical office with a high-backed leather chair behind the large desk on the opposite side with a pair of smaller chairs in front. It was a usual office desk, with stacks of parchment, quills and an inkwell, photo frame, etc., strewn across the surface tidily.
There was a large window overlooking the park outside the building with a soft leather sofa under it. The wall opposite the window was hidden by a high shelf that was filled with various bludgers and quaffles. In each corner stood a flowerpot adorning different plants.
Overall, the room was spotlessly clean, and even the pictures of various Quidditch teams hanging on the walls were reflecting the dim light being emitted in the room.
Harry took his time looking over the office and slowly turned towards an eagerly awaiting Narcissa who stood with her back against the closed door, the curtains draped over the transparent glass surface which concealed the interior.
"This room has privacy charms?" He asked, calmly yet a touch anxious.
Narcissa smiled teasingly, "Nope. Everyone's busy partying or...having fun elsewhere. We don’t need them."
"You sure?" He asked as he looked outside the window to see a few people fooling around on the street.
“Mm-hmm, and even if someone comes,” she licked her lips saucily and gave him a wink, “why should we worry?”
Harry just shook his head and smirked as he drank her in. Her firm tits straining hard against the fabric of her red dress as she leaned against the door and stretched her upper body out, emphasizing her perfect curves. The glorious view of her thighs on display where her skirt had ridden up as she bent her left leg to rest it against the door. However, the most alluring sight was her grey eyes, half-lidded, dark with arousal as they devoured his own body hungrily.
Right in one, Narcissa was gazing hungrily at him, her eyes taking in his face and slowly trailing down his toned, muscled chest to his firm abdomen. She licked her lips as she took in the large bulge clearly visible, not concealed at all by the skin-tight costume he was wearing. Narcissa knew she was drooling but she didn’t care one bit. Her pussy was aching for some action and she was feeling more excited as time went on.
Narcissa reluctantly tore her eyes away from that massive bulge and carried her gaze upwards to lock on his own.
Harry stalked forward, looking at her hungrily. Narcissa took laboured breaths as she felt her stomach going into chaos. "I want you, Cissa." He whispered and he stood in front of her.
He made to close the distance but Narcissa raised a hand to his chest, holding him in place.
"I want to suck you first." She whispered, smiling as she stood up straight. Her heart was hammering inside her chest and she could hear her deep breathing clearly. "I want you in my mouth before we go on."
Harry gulped audibly and visibly shook with lust.
Narcissa smiled and ran her hand down until she grabbed hold of the large bulge straining against the fabric of his dress. ‘Damn he’s hard, and oh so big!’. Fire surged through her very being when she realized that this monster was going to build its nest inside her tonight.
"Mmmm Harry, you’re so big!" She breathed alluringly as she leaned forward to press her breasts against his chest, looking up at him. "Enjoy the view?" She said when she saw him looking down her dress into the valley of her breasts.
“I’m going to enjoy fucking you even more.” With that, he pushed Narcissa slowly down onto her knees. Narcissa felt a hot rush of lust run through her body as he did so. ‘Oh I love it when he takes charge.’
She shook with lust and anticipation as she looked up at him.
Harry looked down at her, his wanton gaze commanding her to just get on with it, and Narcissa turned to stare hungrily at the large bulge just inches away from her face. She raised both her hands and unbuttoned the lower half of his costume that resembled the handle of a broomstick. Her heart thudded in her chest when she realized that she was about to see his hard, naked cock for the first time, and she shivered when she realized that the very same piece of meat was going to be inside her very soon. Gulping in anticipation, she pulled half his costume down.
Harry’s cock sprang free of its confines and audibly slapped against Narcissa’s nose. Leaning back a little, she finally got a good look and she gasped.
"Morgana!" She whispered, flabbergasted, "It's huge!"
Harry smirked down at her although she didn’t see as her eyes were transfixed on what was dangling right in front of her face.
Slowly she lifted her hand to grab hold of the thick shaft. Even with her fist coiled around his girth, she saw that the tip of her middle finger barely met her thumb. She breathed heavily as she rubbed the foreskin under her fingers, awestruck by the sheer magnitude of what she was holding. She lifted her other hand and wrapped adjacent to the other one, holding his cock with both hands. Even then his cockhead managed to stay outside the confines of her grip.
"Bigger than you imagined, huh?" He asked confidently, feeling smug at her reaction.
All Narcissa could do was nod, unable to take her eyes off the behemoth that she was holding with both her hands.
Slowly she began to stroke his cock, gently squeezing as she moved her hands back and forth. She felt Harry whisper something but Narcissa didn't hear any of it, so lost she was in her ministrations. ‘This is going inside me tonight’ She thought to herself. The only man who had previously been inside her wasn’t small in any sense but even he was not that big, and she used to think he was huge. She absentmindedly kept stroking his cock, internally marvelling at it.
Suddenly, Harry's words brought her out of her daze and she looked up at him.
"That's it, Cissy, you’re doing great." He whispered as he stared at her unblinkingly.
‘When did I start stroking him?’ Narcissa wondered, pumping his shaft. His cock was hard as a rock, and his face revealed how much he was loving her ministrations.
Harry had a fantastic view straight down Narcissa’s tight red dress, its front was straining against her big bust and her cleavage was looking so fucking delicious that he had to stop himself from grabbing her and ripping her dress off. He wondered if it was a dream.
‘If it is, I never want to wake up.’
His eyes were focused on the movement of Narcissa's big tits as they jumped and bounced within that red costume as she furiously moved her hands back and forth on his cock.
‘I can’t believe how good she is. Man, this woman is perfect!’
"Oh baby… you want me to suck you? Huh?" She asked, now jacking his cock furiously.
“You… oh… you know I do… yes…” Harry managed to whisper.
Narcissa smiled teasingly as she brought her lips closer to his shaft. She stopped stroking his cock and dragged her fists back until the head was visible. A small drop of his pre-cum was shining in the dim light and Narcissa wasted no time as she lowered her head and took the head of his cock in her mouth.
Thoughts of Narcissa’s heavenly breasts took a backseat as she opened her mouth and gave a hard suck on his cockhead.
Intense pleasure shot through his body and his knees felt weak. The view of Narcissa’s sinful mouth sucking on his cock, her alluring eyes locked on his, unblinkingly, was beyond what he could properly explain.
His breath quickened when she took one hand away from his cock and he let out a groan as she devoured half of his length. She started bobbing her head back and forth on his cock, the other half still held in her grip.
Narcissa pulled back until only the head of his cock remained inside her mouth and she released it with an audible pop, pulling her mouth off his cock and smiling saucily up at him.
"You like that, baby?" She asked teasingly.
"Shit!" He groaned.
"Should I carry on?" She said as she gently stroked his shaft back and forth, lathering it up with her saliva. Her hand slipped off his shaft and she quickly grabbed onto it again, stroking lightly.
"Uh-huh." He groaned. He couldn’t say anything coherent with her kneeling in front of him, blowing him out so expertly. It was the sexiest experience of his entire life.
Narcissa smirked evilly as she leaned forward and probed the tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue, licking the hole nastily. She kept her gaze on his widened one as she coated the entire head with her thick saliva before running her tongue along the underside of his cock all the way down to his heavy balls. She licked and kissed his balls before dragging her lips all the way up to the head of his cock before taking it all inside her mouth.
"Fuck!" Harry groaned as Narcissa descended her mouth on his cock, gradually taking as much as she could inside her mouth. Her tongue was working in tandem as she kept sucking and licking his cock simultaneously, coating the entire appendage with her spit.
Narcissa lowered further even down, her eyes never leaving his, and Harry himself couldn’t tear his gaze away from her sinful ones. Her mouth was full of his cock and Harry thought she had never looked more beautiful. Her long blonde hair was loose in waves and bouncing in tandem, her lovely grey eyes surrounded by that black eyeliner with red streaks at the edges, and that blood-red lipstick accentuating her lips as she slid her mouth slowly up and down his shaft made her look incredibly alluring.
The more she blew him off, the more Narcissa began to get comfortable with the feeling of a cock as big and as think as his inside her oral cavity and she began to bob her head faster. However, she never strayed her gaze away from his, neither did he. The dark pools of emerald were filled with so much lust that Narcissa increased the pace of her blowjob. She took her remaining hand away from his cock, and reached around him to grab on to his ass, tugging herself closer so that she could take him even further in her mouth.
She bobbed her head back and forth with increasing ferocity, swirling her tongue inside her mouth to taste his cock as she gripped his ass, firmly embedding her dainty fingers into the toned skin.
"Mmmmm *GLUK* Mmmmppphhh!" Narcissa moaned as his cock slid back and forth inside her mouth, right over her tongue and between her ruby red lips. She could taste the old saliva mixing up with new and it made her feel even dirtier.
Harry could only groan and watch in amazement as his stepmom continued to bob her head harder and faster on his raging pole, fucking her face with reckless abandon.
‘God I love that mouth. And those tits.’ Harry was mesmerized with the way her heavenly globes were bouncing inside the tight constraints of her costume, her cleavage even more prominent and glistening with spit and saliva that had probably dropped down while she continued to blow him. It felt like she had no intention to ever stop.
He groaned loudly when he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. ‘I can’t believe this! She actually did it!’
Harry’s cock completely disappeared inside Narcissa’s mouth, her nose pressed against his pubic trim, inhaling and exhaling rapidly as she took him all the way in, deepthroating him. He couldn’t believe that he had his cock rammed completely inside his stepmom’s tight mouth, and that too in his dad’s personal office.
"Oh fuck yeah! Just like that, Cissy, oh you’re so good… so so good… ugh…" He groaned loudly, his voice rough from the sensation he was feeling and Narcissa moaned loudly around his dick as she began sucking intensely.
Narcissa moaned around his cock as she kept bobbing her head back and forth even faster than before, and her eyes never left his own. She had a determined look in her eyes as if she had made it her personal mission to give him the blowjob of a lifetime.
‘Well, if that’s her mission then I’d say mission accomplished, fuck!’
"Fuck Cissy, suck my cock baby." He groaned through clenched teeth. ‘She’s even better than those veela cheerleaders back in France! Holy shit!’. "Yeah, suck it, Narcissa, suck my cock you sexy bitch!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmph" Narcissa groaned loudly and rolled her lips around his girth. She was really loving this. Her pussy was wet with arousal and she was even more turned on when he got dominant.
Narcissa's head rocked back and forth repeatedly, strands of her blonde hair falling around her luscious tits. Harry stood looking down admiringly and lustfully as her head bobbed back and forth.
Narcissa tightened her grip on his ass and to Harry’s surprise, dragged her mouth away, pulling off his cock and looking up at him. Her eyes were full of lust and he wondered what she was going to do now.
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To be continued...
