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Horndog of Hogwarts 11: The Good Old Nurse
🕑 Added 2023-12-21 22:59:55 +0000 UTCAs morning came after yesterday's delightful evening bath, Sirius found his mind had calmed down. The constant pulsating headache vanished, and finally, he accepted what he had just done. Killing his mother and father was for the good of everyone.
But now, there was a new resolve, as he still had family to protect. With the last semester nearing and the winter holidays almost over, he decided it was better to stay away from Andromeda's house.
Quickly, under the warm light basking the room from the window, he packed his bags again and put on cleaner clothes before going downstairs to find everyone. But just like the day before, he found silence everywhere except for the kitchen.
"Where is everyone?" He asked, finding Andromeda cooking breakfast alone.
He silently stood there at the door and watched her sway around. Her white, knee-length, sleeveless sundress with red flower patterns was tightly hugging her waist. There was also a beautiful apron with its butterfly knot tied behind, and her hair made into a loose bun, leaving a few strands to fall on her charming face as she hummed some song under her breath.
"Sirius? You're early," she chirped. "It's Sunday, so Ted and Dora are still sleeping. Regulus has gone for a bath."
"Is that so?" Sirius abruptly moved and wrapped his arms around Andromeda's fleshy waist from behind. He hugged her tightly against his chest, making sure she felt his morning wood from that thin dress. "Thanks for the help, Andromeda. I feel much better today."
Andromeda almost jumped on her feet. "Shh… What are you doing? Someone will see us."
Sirius breathed heavily and placed his lips on the skin of her nape, just beside her shoulder. He licked it and gently went upwards on her neck. He kept kissing her and slowly slid his hand down while tugging her sundress up, revealing more of her smooth, tender legs and, eventually, her white panties.
"Umm… no." Andromeda faintly wriggled between his arms, "Not here… Sirius."
Sirius didn't reply in words, but pinched her chin and turned her face sideways before planting a kiss on her rosy, soft, sweet lips. Immediately after, he used the same hand to pull down his zipper and pull out his fully erect manhood.
"I need this… Andromeda," he whispered and raised her sundress from behind and, without waiting, pushed two fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down below her thighs. "I really do."
Still holding himself back, he only pushed his throbbing, needy shaft between the creamy, tight gap between her thighs, right below her warm, feminine entrance. Immediately, he began thrusting in and out in the gap, bringing his hands to focus back on her chest and keeping her pressed forward while groping her covered jutting mounds.
"S-Sirius… Be quick… ugh."
Sirius felt her surrender to his desire as she squeezed her legs together firmly, giving him a tighter space to thrust his manhood and realize pleasure. His foreskin sliding between her feathery soft thighs soon stimulated her as well, turning her naked nest of desire into a misty, heated core of wetness.
"Ah…" She tried to flip the pancakes while trying to hold back her faint moans from the teasing of his cock and the intensifying groping of her lush, surging hills. "Ummm… Faster, Sirius."
Sirius loved her silvery voice and intensified his movements. The faint claps of their flesh hitting each other were suppressed by Andromeda's dress, trying to fall down, but remained held up with his cock squeezing into every heated inch of her gap.
His hands were rubbing all around her body, savoring the homely curves of a housewife. Her alluringly meaty waist, wide hips, and swollen, feathery globes threw him into an unhinged chase of pleasure.
"Andro-oh-meda…" Sirius whispered into her ears breezily. "I’ll… leave after this."
"Wha…?" She confusedly tried to ask, only to feel his drilling shaft almost slip into her depth, nearly making her beg for it to happen. "Why?"
Sirius felt sweltering heat rising in his core and saw his release nearing. The way this woman made him feel was like no other. So pure and so loving, he wanted to always remain in the grasp of this warmth. But that was also a reason he couldn't live there. He couldn't be the one to break her family.
"We won't ever be-eh safe, Andromeda. Until Voldemort is fully reborn, he will never stop and… I need to save Bella and Cissy. I saw it in their eyes, Andromeda… they wanted to join me but couldn't." Sirius groaned deeply near the end and hugged her body harder against his.
The impaling thrusts went faster and stronger, turning into slapping pumps of his long flesh. Wanting more, he dug his hands through the sleeve holes under her arms and cupped her large mounds, sliding under the bra with ease.
"Ah…" She found it hard not to take him in anymore. "S-Sirius… No matter what, ah, you can come here, your home… anytime, oh!"
"Anytime? Anywhere?" Sirius breathed heavily on her neck and kissed her ear before licking it. But right after, he stopped his intense thrusts and rested his swollen knob at her entrance, "Inside?"
"Ummm…" She just nodded and pressed her lips together as hard as possible, appearing far cuter and alluring.
But Sirius had a different plan. He turned her face to take her lips, pulling her body away from the stove and towards the kitchen counter. At the same time, he pushed gently, probing into her sopping entrance, and spread her tight, needy walls apart, impaling all the way in and letting her feel the weight inside.
"Ah, ah, ah… Sirius… ummmngh…" Andromeda leaned forward on the kitchen counter to balance herself as her knees almost gave up.
Sirius' one hand pinching her engorged tip of her mound and the constant teasing of her clitoris down there with his other hand rushed out her own orgasm. She threw her head back to find his lips again, raising one hand to lovingly caress his hair.
"Aaaaah… oh, oh, yes, Sirius." She started writhing around his cock, her hips grounding on him with shivering desire.
Sirius felt the same and hastened his hungry, raw pounding, aided by the thick cream of their combined juices of lust, making slippery, wet sounds that they seemed oblivious to. However, he knew it was time to end this, as Regulus could be coming at any moment.
"Andromeda…" He groaned and thrust deep, harshly into her stretching walls as they clenched around him with her own release. At the same time, a man's and a woman's essence mixed and drenched each other's sex. She felt full, and he felt submerged in the warm coating of their passion.
"Oh, ummm…" Andromeda slowly brought herself to calm as her pulsating petals relaxed despite the heated nectar coating her, and dripping down on her panties. "H-How will you… save them?"
Sirius quickly shoved his cock back in his pants and then pulled Andromeda's panties up, patting her sundress down afterward as if nothing had happened. But then he turned her around to face him and placed one hand on her waist and the other on her round, oval face.
Her big, hazel eyes seemed worried for him and, at the same time, filled with heated passion. He couldn't help but caress her cheek, "I’ll hunt that bastard down like a pig for slaughter. He can’t kill me. Nothing can. And he… he may have a few tricks, but he should be killable."
"You…" Andromeda embraced him tightly, placing her ears on his chest. "Thank you for not turning out evil like them."
"Hah," he chuckled and squeezed her waist into himself. "Thank you for being the sanest person around me, Andromeda. Forgive me for never coming to see you after your marriage… I… I’ll put you back in the family tree today. Don't ever worry about anything; I'll always be here for you."
She smiled breathily and pecked on his cheek. "You've grown so much."
"Grown very big indeed," Sirius slyly smirked.
"You!" She embarrassingly blushed and slapped his chest with her palm, pushing him away from her. "At least eat your breakfast before you go."
Sirius chuckled and once again stepped closer to her, and this time wrapped his arms around to cup her supple, wide hips. "Are you sure? I might feel too… Hungry."
Her pale cheeks turned blushing red in an instant. "Door is that way, Sirius."
"..."
Almost speechless, he just laughed and kissed her forehead before turning away. "I’ll see you later, Andromeda. It's the last semester… maybe you can move to 12 Grimmauld Place after I start living there. It’ll feel too lonel—"
"Never," she poutingly chirped. "I know what's on your mind."
Sirius sighed in defeat. "Fine, fine… See you later."
"But you can always find a home here… and me."
He just smiled and left. And that’s why that bastard has to die. I don't want to lose you all, nor myself, to that cursed oracle's vision.
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[Exclusive! Lord Sirius Black's Shocking Claims: Is the Dark Lord More Serpent than Sorcerer?]
[In an astonishing revelation that's set the wizarding world abuzz, Lord Sirius Black, the latest head of the famous Black family, has made some jaw-dropping claims about the Dark Lord – claims that are sending shivers down every witch and wizard's spine.
Can Lord Black's words be trusted? Writes Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent.
We know the fame and history of the Black Family. Bellatrix Lestrange (née Black) is a core member of the Dark Lord's group, it is believed. At the same time, the blood status stance of the previous Black Family patriarch has widely been reported.
But here's where it gets truly bizarre. Lord Black, turning his back on his family's dark legacy, has now come forward with a claim that's nothing short of sensational. He says the Dark Lord, the terror of our times, might not even be human!
"I believe he was once a man, but no longer," Lord Black declared in an exclusive interview. "He's more like a grotesque creature, something out of a nightmare. So gaunt, he resembles a living tree, with skin as pale as a corpse. His eyes? They burn red with a hellish glow. His face? It's devoid of any humanity, twisted into something purely evil. I fear he's no longer a man but a monster, having undergone some vile, dark ritual to fuse with a creature of the lowest order."
And the shocks don’t stop there. It seems the Dark Lord revels in casting the most despicable of Unforgivable Curses. The mere thought sends shivers down one's spine.
But surely, we are all interested in knowing why Lord Black wishes to oppose the Dark Lord, and perhaps his last words may give some a hint. The following are his words.
But why, you might ask, would Sirius Black, scion of a family known for its dark dealings, choose to stand against the Dark Lord? His answer is as chilling as it is defiant. "House Black is ancient and noble," he says, his voice heavy with the weight of his ancestors. "Bowing to a nameless, possibly non-human entity? It's the ultimate dishonor to my family and our proud lineage."
Provocative words from a man with a dubious family past. Can Sirius Black be believed? Or is this another twist in the dark saga of the Black family? Only time will tell.
For now, we're left to ponder these disturbing revelations and wonder what truly lurks behind the mask of the Dark Lord?]
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"This is too much." Lily slammed the paper on the table and took a seat between James and Sirius in the Great Hall. It was the first dinner of the semester, and she already felt annoyed. "What's this… Rita's problem?"
Her problem is that she's my pawn and can't appear like one. Sirius silently ate his meal but remained annoyed for an entirely different reason.
"L-Lord Black…"
Sirius groaned and looked back. "Picture, a letter, or something else?"
"I-I wrote a letter for you, Lord Black. I really wrote it with my own blood. Please respond to it, bye!" The girl from the fifth year threw her letter at Sirius and ran away.
"Gimme that!" Lily grabbed the letter and tore it into pieces. "What's wrong with all these girls?"
Is that jealousy? Sirius chuckled and placed his palm on her lap, gripping the flesh of her thigh tightly, earning her undivided attention. How about this?
She blushed and put her own hand on his, knowing very well that their days as friends with a little bit of benefits were now numbered. "Be careful, Sirius. There are a lot of girls chasing after your fame and wealth."
"Did you really battle the Dark Lord?" James questioned from across Lily.
"When did that happen?" Remus questioned from across the table.
Sirius sighed and started giving them an account of a few bits and pieces of the story. In the middle, girls constantly came to talk to him or give him something. Most couldn't get past Lily's security checks, but a few good-looking ones would get her approval occasionally.
"If I didn't know you, I'd think you're talking nonsense," James commented while eating slowly and trying to look good to his girlfriend. "How did you survive?"
Sirius proudly smirked and relaxed on the table by leaning forward, one hand probing further between the legs of the redhead beauty beside him, who had grown even more beautiful and charmingly mature.
"Skills, my friend. I was simply better than that demonic bastard," Sirius cursed and ate a piece of chocolate he received from one of the more beautiful girls who had approached him, one whom he was planning on giving a 'chance' to 'convince' him.
James scoffed and looked at Lily, "I could have done it too."
And died five times. Sirius told himself. He knew he wouldn't have survived the Dark Lord’s attack if he wasn't technically immortal now. But he's still my friend. Maybe I can at least help them train better.
"Mr. Black."
Sirius sighed and looked behind, "What now? Letter written in your saliv—Professor McGonagall?"
"The Headmaster has called you to his office after the dinner." McGonagall eyed the long-haired boy like he had stolen her liver.
The old man finally takes some interest. I was wondering when it'd happen.
"Understood, Professor."
Sirius spent a few more minutes fondling Lily's legs while she responded in kind and touched his groin until it was utterly stiff and swollen as if it'd burst at any moment. He loved it, the excitement it brought when doing that in such a dangerous place, and the fact that she was as wild as him.
But, now, he had a massive problem as he found himself sitting in front of the long-bearded headmaster. Of all the things that could have happened, the worst occurred.
What in the Merlin's name happened? Why is my cock still so stiff?! It's fucking aching right now. He cursed internally while trying to appear as normal as possible to Dumbledore.
"Are you alright, Mr. Black?" Dumbledore noticed the sweat on Sirius' face. "Water?"
"I-I'm alright, Professor. And yes, I’ll be careful from now on. I know Voldemort has a lot of stooges, and they might come after me. But I hope as long as I stand on the right side, I’ll be supported by the right side," Sirius quickly said whatever he could because he wanted to run out of that office and jerk off somewhere.
Dumbledore eyed him with narrow eyes from above his glasses. "I hope you know what you are doing, Mr. Black. Too many take the wrong step in chase of something best left… forgotten."
What does that even mean? He wants me to forget Bella and Cissy? Sirius felt his mind becoming clouded with divided attention. The chances of that happening are as good as Voldemort slipping on a wet floor and falling to his death.
"Understood, Professor."
"Wonderful, Mr. Black. Know that I stand with you if you ever need someone to share your thoughts with. The loss and responsibility on you—"
Sirius heard none of that as he felt as if his balls would explode at any moment. Just let me go, old man!
"You can return to your dorms now."
Finally!
"Have a good night, Professor." Sirius dashed to the exit.
Bam!
The door was slammed shut so hard that all the portraits felt it, including Phineas Nigellus Black, who immediately voiced. "That boy… He's got a good head on his shoulders but a bit too… wild."
Dumbledore just chuckled and ignored. "Ah, youth."
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Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Why is nothing coming out? My bloody hands hurt now! Sirius groaned in pain in the boy's bathroom. It must be the chocolates. Lust potion, this is bad! I can't go to Lily in the girl's dorms either.
Thud!
"Aaargh!" He felt real pain and fell down. "H-Hospital Wing…"
So, he made the fastest run of his life to save his family jewels. By now, he knew this was no lust potion to make him feel horny. No, this was to burst his damn balls and leave the Black Family heirless, not that he wanted to have any, but still, not having his balls explode felt like a much nicer thing.
But why me? Jealousy? He raked his brains and couldn't come up with anything. However, by then, he reached the distant, dimly lit Hospital Wing and roared with the cry of a dying rooster.
"Madam Pomfrey, help!" he frantically searched for the school's matron in her late thirties. "Help me!"
Right away, the woman came rushing in the airy, oversized robes of a nurse. "What happened, Mr. Black? Where are you hurt?"
Madam Pomfrey, being Madam Pomfrey, was too kind for her own good, so much so that she never asked anyone any questions and treated any injury at the sight of it. She took her responsibility too seriously, and combined with her graceful face and emotional voice; it made all feel at ease.
But Sirius had none of it. "Someone gave me a Lust Potion… Quick, it's aching there!"
"Where?"
"In my groin!" He groaned and jumped on a corner bed just after entering the Medical Wing. "It's painful!"
"Oh dear!" Madam Pomfrey quickly left and brought back a tray with various instruments and potion bottles. "Have you tried to relax yourself?"
"I did… Why do you think I'm so sweaty? It didn't work!" Sirius blurted and began taking off his shirt as he felt completely hot all over his body. The burning sensation all over his groin and the surroundings kept rising.
Madam Pomfrey sat there in a daze for a few seconds as she saw Sirius' naked upper body. The muscles didn't surprise her, but; "Tattoos?"
"Later… just help me first, Madam Pomfrey." He also threw off his shoes, and then pulled down his pants, lying on the bed in only his underwear. Thankfully, the Hospital Wing was empty at the moment.
"I-I…" Madam Pomfrey stood up, "I need to know what was in the Lust Potion."
Sirius controlled himself from cursing. "It’ll be too late. There must be some potion, Madam Pomfrey. Something to heal me… any antidote?"
Amidst Sirius' groans, everything suddenly went silent. Madam Pomfrey wordlessly stood there beside Sirius, gripping the hem of her skirt tightly. Her brown eyes were wide open as she took off her nurse cap and allowed the locks of brown hair to fall around her middle-aged face.
"I'm afraid…" She muttered. "This is to help you, Mr. Black."
"What do yo—" Sirius shut his mouth when he saw Madam Pomfrey lifting the layers of her heavy gown until her pale white, unblemished legs came into view.
Immediately, she took off her white, substantial panties and Mary-Jane shoes, then climbed on the bed, kneeling over his legs, one knee on each side. She looked down at his face with some fear and doubt in her eyes, but she relented in her desire to help and sat down on his lap to pull down the last piece of cloth over Sirius' body: his underwear.
"Oh!" She jumped a little when his hard, significant erection appeared, pointing straight up, swollen so much that it looked all red. "This is to help… this is just to help you…"
Keeping things hidden, she scooted over and lowered her hips down above his pelvis, then covered everything with her airy dress, hiding the place where her womanhood met his male desire. She positioned herself easily and straight away lowered herself on his throbbing shaft.
"Oh!" Sirius exclaimed first as his sensitivity peaked.
The newfound arousal from the tightness that surrounded his dry knob seemingly made things worse and more painful. But then she went further down, taking more and more of him in, and her juices started to flow, lubricating him little by little.
It was so tight and warm that Sirius curled his toes and clenched his fists tight.
"Oh dear!" Madam Pomfrey was in no better shape, having to accommodate his girthy length. It felt like uncharted territory, and she had no clue if she could even take all of him in. She only kept her eyes closed, the nasty, intimate flesh of theirs hidden under her dress, and her teeth gritted.
But Sirius suddenly pumped his hips up, shoving in a little more than what she hoped for, all too abruptly. She felt pained and yet strangely warm and good even when squirming over him.
"Ah, ummm… This is to help you-oh… only!" She reminded him, but it felt more like self-assurance.
Sirius silently stared at Madam Pomfrey, coating his cock with her almost dry walls. It was so rough and rugged to squeeze in, but he was lost in lust. Her long, somewhat curly brown hair was slowly getting untidy, while her white, mature, round face was turning pink.
"M-more…" He groaned and held onto her waist with his hands. The multiple layers of her healer robes were annoying, however. "Ugh… I need more."
Madam Pomfrey helplessly tried to put more of her weight onto her hips and sink further down, but it was getting too painful. However, helping students heal no matter what was like her unspoken, unbreakable vow.
"Fuck!" Sirius cursed and gripped her waist tightly before pulling her body down and his hips up. Mercilessly, he pushed into the lovely matron of the school, exploring the sunken depth in her hidden core. So warm, so tight, he felt his cock twitching in excitement.
"Aaaah! S-Slowly!" Madam Pomfrey cried.
But Sirius was delighted for a different reason. "I feel so much better… It's working."
Madam Pomfrey didn't forget her role in that and quickly looked to the bedside table where she had placed the tray with medical supplies. She leaned forward on his body while Sirius' member remained throbbing within her clenching depths.
"Hnngh… drink this." She picked a vial and poured the contents into Sirius' mouth. "It will… calm your heart—ah!"
Sirius swallowed the potion and pulled Madam Pomfrey further down on his body until he could feel her warm, tingling body on his chest. Her face so close to his, he licked his lips. "Forgive me, Madam Pomfrey, but I know what can truly calm me down right now."
"Oh… Wait!"
Ignoring Madam Pomfrey's yelp, he hugged her body and turned around, pinning her down on the hospital bed, which made creaking, metallic sounds. He kept her wetness thoroughly spread with his unwavering cock, legs wide open in that heavy dress, as he looked down at her face.
"Again, forgive me…" He went down and sunk his face under her chin and licked her neck. He left no spot of her delicate skin while his hands fondled her mounds and glided into her depth below.
Back and forth, he soon got her tightness wet according to his need and earned her uninterrupted suppressed moans. With her head thrown back on the pillow, she tried to clench the bedsheet with her hands to control herself.
"This won't do," Sirius muttered and tried to take off her clothes, starting with the oversized apron. There were so many layers that it annoyed him to no end, but he still pushed through. Never once did he stop sliding in and out of her.
"Mr. Black, I'm only helping you… this is not needed!" She tried to protest at his attempts.
Sirius continued and started removing her gown by lifting it up. "This is how you can help, Madam Pomfrey."
"What if someone comes?" She tried to scare him.
But fear was the last thing Sirius felt at that moment. "Let them."
At last, he got so annoyed that he ended up tugging down at the neck of her dress and savagely tearing it apart downwards, creating a wide enough gap to slide it further down from her arms to her waist, and then completely off after a short moment of pulling out.
It was cold, and Madam Ponfrey felt it all over her naked skin. Only her bra was the lone cover on her body now, which soon got pulled away violently too. As naked as Sirius, except for her knee-high white Victorian socks, she found herself squirming underneath him, skin to skin.
"Mmmmm… slower…" she moaned as Sirius began rocking inside her, spearing her with his girth. It felt utterly full, and she could see herself being ruined with all that stretching.
Sirius took the sight of her womanly body in his eyes first. She was attractive and alluring. Her body was lithe, but her mounds were full and tight, jutting outwards with their pale brown, throbbing tips and sizable areolas.
Looking down, the view of his cock sliding in and out of her tight, hot pool of throbbing insides drew his pleasure out like a bee finally finding nectar.
"Ugh, ugh…" Sirius felt the urge to find release, but the strange Lust Potion seemed to have made it hard for him, prompting him to take a harsher pace and pound into her. He fucked her mercilessly while devouring her ample soft breast in his mouth.
"Ummm… ah, ah… Mr. Black… oh, so…" Madam Pomfrey seemingly lost herself to his pounding, maintaining her spread legs with constant, long moans.
"Who's there?!"
Suddenly, a groaning voice echoed from the entrance, followed by a cat's meow.
Sirius heard it and felt his mouth going dry all of a sudden. Damn, Filch!
"Let me go, quick!" Madam Pomfrey cried.
But Sirius couldn't possibly do that, not until his problem was solved, as he felt his cock was throbbing painfully harder any time he didn't spear her pussy apart. So he quickly pressed his body down on hers and threw the blanket over themselves.
"Mr. Black, he wi—"
Sirius groaned and shoved his lips on hers, taking her by surprise and shutting her mouth for good. All her resistance melted away, and they silently heard the footsteps getting closer while their lips never stopped sharing the silky warmth.
"Errr… Let's go, Mrs. Norris. Don't make noise."
Sirius finally noticed the footsteps leaving and started to move again, slowly at the start, rubbing his entire body against hers, sliding in and out of her slick wetness with ease. The sudden kiss had turned into a full-fledged heated moment of sweeping searches in each other's mouths.
"I really need this, Madam Pomfrey. Please don't be mad at this," Sirius suddenly commented and threw the blanket away. Then, while continuing to pump into her, he picked up his tie and tied her hands on the bed's headboard. Then, using her own nurse cap cloth, he tied the other hand.
"W-What is the mea…"
Sirius suddenly pulled out of her depth completely and pushed her legs up, curving her waist upwards until her knees touched her swollen plumb breast. Then, he used Madam Pomfrey's apron and tied one knee to her arm, then tied her other knee up with another piece of her clothing.
In that position, her legs were tied up, and her knees were spread wide apart, tied up to her arms. It was tight enough that she couldn’t move from that position but not so tight that she couldn’t wiggle her luscious hips.
Her limber frame and the strikingly soft breast stuck between her knees seemingly invited him to relish her. But the view of her soaking pussy was the real sweet delight. He brushed the tip of his finger on her soaking petals, earning a little lustful wiggle of her ass. Her body shivered as her pussy twitched, wetting the tip of his finger.
"You squirm too much, Madam Pomfrey. I need to be fast and maybe harsh to end this… It already feels like it’s going to explode," Sirius confessed and rose up on his knees, ignoring the fearful look on the brown-haired, mature beauty's face.
"Aaah!" she moaned aloud, not being in a position to even move.
Her ass was raised up so high that her spread, pale brown slit was visible to even her, and now Sirius was slowly entering it. She saw every inch of his length slowly spread her slippery wetness apart, inching further and further in.
With the smoldering sight, she could feel every scratching bump of his pumping veins brush against her soaking petals and walls. Every notch caressing her sensitive walls, causing her to quiver. Her walls clenched involuntarily, milking his shaft.
Finally, after Sirius was balls deep, he stopped and glanced at Madam Pomfrey's face. "Thank you, I owe you this one, ha…!"
"Oh… goodness! Yess!"
She's liking this? Sirius almost felt like he had misheard her. So he tried to focus on her face and noticed a faint gasping smile on her lips. As he slammed his cock into her achingly tied body, she appeared to moan harder.
Pushing his weight into his thrusts, Sirius closed his eyes and focused on helping himself to the delectable spread. In and out, the vulgar mating of their flesh resounded in the spacious hospital wing of the school. The bed creaked under their weight, and the grunts matched with the feminine moans.
"Yes, ah, that's so… I never… knew…" Madam Pomfrey's words were making no sense as her tone rose and fell because of his heavy pounding.
She's into this? Sirius realized and went a little more rough, adding his hand to tease her swollen clitoris, greedy for all the attention. He grinned as he heard her melodious moan every time he struck the right places.
Ravishing, shameless, savage fucking continued nonstop.
Sirius and Madam Pomfrey both turned red from all the heated desire and sweating. Her back hurt, while Sirius felt his legs giving up. But finding his release almost on the edge, he didn't stop.
"Just ugh little," he told her and clenched her breasts harshly, throwing the mature woman into a frenzy of shivering emotions. How many times she had come was unknown, but she did it again and coated his cock with her warmth. It was a strong one, coming out like a spray of her nectar.
The struggles she made to free her arms and legs looked like a farce as they excited her further.
Pa!
Sirius slapped her breasts, leaving red marks of his fingers.
Pa!
Then he slapped her ass that was curved and raised, again leaving multiple marks of his palm. But he didn't stop there, and just as the rush of his release came close, he patted her face a little harshly.
Pak pak!
"You like this, Madam?"
"Ooooh… Yessss… Harder~" She looked like an utter mess of sweaty, messy hair, giggling like a maniac after almost an hour of continuous fucking. She felt sore and yet pleasured. She felt shame, and yet desire for more.
Pa!
Sirius slapped her face as she wanted, and choked her neck a little, making her feel helpless with her arms and legs tied. His cock sank harshly, deep inside her, having molded it into his perfect size. The tightness was still there as Madam Pomfrey pretended to struggle beneath him, and with her movements, the tugging and pulling around his shaft increased the pleasure.
Pa!
He slapped her and leaned down fully on her spread and raised slit, sinking to her deepest core and reveling in the incredible climax that came out with a burst of spilling seeds. He didn't care about sullying her with his cream as she was a healer, and dealing with this was easy for her.
"Do you feel it?" He asked, still pumping his cock hastily to bring his passionate release to an end, and wave off all the effects of the Lust Potion. His hands still clenching her breasts cruelly, squeezing so hard her flesh spilled between his fingers.
"You like my cock in you, Madam?" He asked as his cock squelched in their melded juices, letting some dribble out of her love hole.
"Yes, Mr. Black… I love it… Oh, so warm… so sticky… someone help this maiden," she wiggled her body around his slowly limping cock.
Sirius admired the view of this sweaty woman whose sexual fantasy turned out to be the opposite of her nature. "Then you won't mind if I…"
He quickly slipped out of her drenched core, letting his froth leak out. Ignoring that, he scooted forward and leaned his legs over her sides, leaning with his hands on the medic bed bars, then shoved his scentful, dripping cock into her mouth.
"Help your patient clean up, Madam Pomfrey," he said and relaxed on her face, finding utter calming delight with her tongue playing with his length in the mouth.
What the hell am I doing now? I should be apologizing. He reminded himself, but at another look down at her face, he changed the plans.
On another note, I think we both benefited from this 'incident'.
"Ummm… ghk…" Madam Pomfrey coated his now limp cock with her saliva, cleaning it all up with her tongue. She sucked it so cleanly that Sirius was almost worried he might get another painful erection. However, before that happened, with a last cleaning motion, she sucked while her head moved back, slurping everything clean off and out of her mouth.
Relaxing her head on the pillow, she took a long, calming breath as sanity found its way back to her mind. "D-Don't tell this to anyone, Mr. Black."
"Sirius, you can call me Sirius, Madam Pomfrey." Sirius felt some fondness for this sinful, tasteful nurse. "Thanks again, and don't worry. We all have preferences."
After that, he untied her arms and legs, and allowed her to lay down comfortably in the bed. He, too, lied beside her, facing the ceiling. "Can I sleep here, Madam Pomfrey?"
She agreed right away. "Of course, and just call me Poppy from now on. Also, it's better if the Headmaster does not hear about this Lust Potion incident."
"Agreed," Sirius said and noticed she was getting up. "Where are you going?"
"To—"
Pa!
Sirius suddenly slapped her ass as she was sitting on the edge, her back facing him. He caught her messy hair, pulled her back into the bed, and spooned her sinful, womanly body from behind. His one hand went for her clitoris, and the other captured her from under her shoulder, clenching her breast roughly.
"No-oh!"
Sirius whispered to her ears. "Where do you think you're going? You’ll remain in bed with me."
Madam Pomfrey started panting again, her heart thumping in excitement as she felt his cock against her ass. "Let me g—"
Pa!
He slapped her ass hard. "It's an order!"
"Yes," she shrank her neck and silently let him capture her body between his strong arms and legs. She felt like a little bird in a cage—a happy bird.
Sirius chuckled and pulled the quilt over them, sharing the warmth of the school matron. Although he enjoyed this unexpected, delightful evening, he couldn't ignore the fact she could be his eyes and ears in the school after he graduates.
A nurse who likes to be dominated? Can't say it's not exciting.
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TheOneWhoReads
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Lord Mehmeh
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