A.N. Just trying my hand at lemons to see if I am able to write them. I do need to practice if I want to add naughty bits later in my Gamer story. And this is not related to my other story in any way, just to be sure. Your responses are welcomed and you can tell me how to improve. Happy Reading!
The Best Night
"Good morning, darling. Breakfast will be ready in a minute." Mum said with a motherly smile as I stepped into the kitchen. I nodded groggily and took a seat at the table. It seemed Dad was still sleeping.
Today my vacation began. I had just completed my fifth year at Hogwarts and could finally laze around the summer.
I looked at my mother. She had her back turned towards me and was cooking. Her beautiful red hair was tied up in a messy bun. And she was wearing a comfy white spaghetti top and blue cotton shorts.
She looked divine. That's one of the many ways I could describe Lily Potter. She was very beautiful with her creamy white skin and luscious hourglass body. She was also kind and sweet which made me fall in love with her in the first place.
Alas, my love wasn't the kind of love which could be ever reciprocated by a mother. My love for her was different and queer.
My gaze fell on her shorts-clad arse and my morning wood jumped up excitedly in my pants.
How to describe the shape of my mum's bum? Honestly, it wasn't an easy task. Still, I will try my best. She had a perfect upside-down-heart-shaped rear. Her hips were wide from waist down and yet toned. Her buttocks were big and voluminous and yet they didn't sag and were gravity defying. You get what I mean? She was a perfect balance between a willowy woman and curvy woman. She had the best features of the both sizes with no disadvantages. My eyes glowed with lust as I leered at my mum's arse. I so wanted to kneel behind her and press my face on her cleft, where the two butt cheeks met. I wanted to feel her soft-firm flesh on my face. I wanted to get suffocated with my face buried between her bum cheeks.
I shook my head. It wasn't the right time to get lost in my fantasies. I then appreciated her naked hips and shins. It was shapely and sexy, not skinny and nor flabby. Under the table, my hand slipped inside my pants and I touched myself as I stared at my mum's arse with wide eyes, I just couldn't help myself. I really loved that my mum only wore shorts when she was home. It gave me plenty of chances to sneak a glance at the perfection which was her rump.
I withdrew my hand when she turned around. She gave me a strange look since my face was flushed red.
"Are you okay, Harry?" She asked in concern. I just nodded hastily, trying not to look at her chest. I wasn't successful. I gave a quick look at her boobs. Her spaghetti top left a lot of skin to be admired. Her shoulders and hands were bare and it even showed a little cleavage, not much but enough to entice anyone's eyes. Just like her arse, her boobs were perfect too. They were big mounds of perkiness, not too large and definitely not flat. If I concentrated hard enough, I could also make out the imprints of her nipples.
"Harry! Eyes up." She exclaimed annoyedly, crossing her arms and unintentionally emphasising her breasts more.
My face burned with embarrassment at being caught. Damn it! I looked up to see her sighing.
"Your white top looks good. Is it new?" I asked quickly, trying to save face. Her eyebrows twitched in amusement, or at least I hope it was amusement and not anger.
"Harry, I have been wearing this same top regularly for a year now." She huffed, muttering under her breath about horny teenagers. I didn't give another reply. I had dug my grave, I didn't need to make it any deeper. Thankfully, mum ignored that incident and didn't ask me questions about my dodgy behaviour. She served breakfast and we had a nice, quiet, uncomfortable breakfast.
I ran back to my room as soon as I was done with my food.
If you haven't guessed already, I am a mother-con. It was impossible not being that when you had such a sexy woman as your mother. I have always loved her but my love had gradually evolved or devolved, depending on your perspective, into something greater.
But I never knew what to do with these feelings and urges. That was until now. I finally had a plan to fulfil my wish. Yes, you heard it correctly. I have a plan. A plan to have sex with my mother.
I looked at the cup in my hand. It was filled with a muddy liquid which was bubbling disgustingly. Yes, this was a polyjuice potion. This was the thing on which my whole plan depended upon. I put the black hair in it and chugged it quickly. It tasted like shite. Damn it.
I laid down naked on my bedroom floor as my body shifted into someone's else. Half a minute later, I was taller and a lot more muscular.
I looked at the man lying unconscious on my bed. That was my dad who was drugged into slumber. It hadn't been hard to intercept my father who was on his way to the master bedroom after he was done with his work in his study. And when I had told him that I had a girl problem, he had happily skipped to my room, ready to shower me with advice. Then I had urged him to drink water, telling that he must be tired. As they say, the rest was history.
I had been planning this for the last couple of months. I had acquired the new more powerful polyjuice potion which would work for at least ten hours and the sleeping drug from the knockturn Alley.
I opened my wardrobe and picked up my father's nightwear which I had stolen a few days ago. It was a simple pair of a loose red t-shirt and black boxer shorts. I put them on.
I was ready for the best night of my life. I sauntered towards my parents' bedroom. I slipped inside and locked the door. My mum was lounging on her back on the bed.
She was just in her underwear. I couldn't help but drink in the sight of her seductive figure. Her sexy blue lingerie just inflamed my lust.
"James? What are you staring at me for? Come here." She said mirthfully. I did just that. I walked to the bed and climbed on it. I took off my t-shirt and lay down on my side beside her. I could almost feel her heat from here. And I definitely could smell her citrusy scent. She too rolled over her side so she was facing me. Her pink pouty lips were turned up in a smirk.
"You look like a virgin who is finally seeing a woman for the first time. What's gotten into you, James?" She chuckled as I leered at her half naked body.
"You are beautiful, M- my Lily. You make me feel like I am going to have my first time with you all over again." I blabbered nervously. She giggled sweetly, cupping my face.
"Aw. You will make me blush, dear. I can't say I am not pleasantly surprised. It has been weeks since we last had sex. You have been just too tired after your auror work. And while I understand and respect that, I was indeed feeling quite neglected." Mum smiled softly, pushing me on my back and lying atop me and caressing my face.
I almost cummed just from that. Her breasts were squashed on my chest. I could feel her bra-clad tits' softness and warmth on my skin. Her hips were spread on either side over my crotch so that her fabric-covered pussy was above my hardon. And damn, the heat of her cunt was electrifying. It was as if someone had set my crotch on fire. Her silky red hair fell free from her head, framing her joyful pretty face.
I put my hands around her waist as our faces drew nearer. Her breath was warm and intoxicating. The moment our lips met, I knew that this was indeed going to be the best night of my life. We kissed, first softly and then wantonly.
Mum complained and made fun that I was out of practice. I just chuckled, drawing her close and tight and learnt the art of kissing as she patiently taught me. We smooched hotly, my lips roaming over hers and then my tongue exploring her mouth. We spent five to ten minutes just kissing and cuddling. I can surely say that I had touched my mother's mouth inside and out with my tongue and lips. I also had memorised the way she tasted. I was building a beautiful memory here and wanted to preserve it for the rest of my life.
I got handsy soon. I rubbed her bare back, her skin so soft and warm. Then my palms slid inside her underwear and over her arse cheeks. My imagination and words could never do justice to how amazing it felt fondling my mum's voluptuous arse. My fingers sank in her flesh as I roughly pulled her buttocks in opposite directions. Mum moaned in my mouth and I continued playing with her bum.
"Enough foreplay. Give it to me." She keened, sitting up and pulling down my boxers. My dick jumped out impatiently. She laughed, wrapping her fingers around it and giving it a couple of pumps.
Her eyes widened in horror as I climaxed and splattered her face with my cum.
She glared at me murderously as she wiped off the sticky juice.
"Damn it, James. After an eternity, you finally showed some interest and then just ejaculated prematurely. Damn you!" She grumbled angrily.
I was heaving deep breaths all the while. The way my mum's hand had gripped my penis was just mind-blowing. I wasn't able to restrain myself.
But it seemed mum was mistaken. It appeared as if she thought I wasn't going to get it up again. Ha! I was a lustful teenager. I could probably go on the entire night.
I pulled her down and rolled over so our positions changed, so she was on her back under me now. I was hovering over her with my arms on either side of her face.
"Stop complaining. By the end of the night, you will beg me to stop." I grinned cockily. She was looking at me mesmerizingly when she felt me poking her stomach with my boner. I leaned down and kissed her again. I slid my hands under her back and unclasped her bra before throwing it away, giving me the free view of her spectacular bare breasts.
I cupped her breasts and squeezed them between my fingers. At last, my dream of groping my mum's tits finally came true. She on the other hand was moaning and looking at me with half lidded eyes.
"Whoa, James. I don't remember when you were this enthusiastic last time." She said, raising her hands over her head so I had the full view of her chest.
"I must be an idiot if I couldn't get enthusiastic for you." I groaned as the heavenly sensation of her tits in my palms electrocuted my mind.
I couldn't control myself anymore and grabbed my boner. I spread her legs and ran my finger on her hairless pussy. She just looked at me with half-lidded eyes, her breaths coming in short huffs. I rubbed the head of my pole on her vulva, parting her pussy lips. Slowly, I pushed forward, applying force at the point my steely hard dick was touching her entrance. I easily slipped inside her, surrounded by her tight walls. The heat and the wetness of my mother's pussy was unworldly. If I hadn't climaxed one time already, I would have nutted then by just the feeling of being surrounded by her warm silky pussy walls.
Her hands came up, snaking around my head as she pulled me down on her chest. She cradled my head on her boobs as I began moving reluctantly. There were two major contradictory thoughts running in my mind. I never wanted to lose the sensation of her pussy wrapped around my cock and I wanted to half pull out and start rutting into her like a wild beast.
"Don't hold back, H– James. Fuck me! Fuck me like there is no tomorrow." She moaned a whisper in my ear. I was far too gone to notice her slip of tongue.
I gave in to her request. I hugged her tightly, my hands encasing her waist as I started thrusting into her. Her large tits shook up-down and sideways, just beneath my face. I didn't miss the chance to latch onto her nipple and heard her cry in pleasure. I suckled on her teat while I kept slamming forwards, my cock moving in and out of her honeypot.
What I felt for those couple of minutes was better than any pleasure I had ever felt in my whole life. My mother was clamping down my length as we fucked, as we intertwined our body like no mother and son should.
As I neared my climax, I moved up and kissed her again. We sucked each other's mouth while her brimming pussy sucked my cock. She had already cummed in the last few thrusts and was trying her best to help me reach my completion.
What she mumbled on my lips made me cum like I have never done before. My eyes were wide in disbelief as she smirked saucily.
"Cum in me, James. Fill me up. Let's give Harry another sibling. Impregnate me, dear."
The thought of impregnating my mum took away my breath. The image of our child running in the house popped up in my head. The smug satisfaction of having such a dark secret overwhelmed my body. It was strangely satisfying to think that no one would ever know that my brother was my son too. That the real father of this future child wasn't James Potter but Harry Potter.
I couldn't control the frantic movements of my hips. My butt cheeks clenched tightly as I pushed my dick as far down her fleshy tunnel as I could. It was as if my very cock had an obsessive compulsion to tear into her womb and fertilise it with its seeds. I covered her womb with my sperm. The white gooey substance splattered against the walls of her womb.
I panted loudly as I pulled back and toppled beside her. She smiled softly at me, snuggling against my side with her arm and leg thrown over me.
"I love you. I will do anything for you." She said in a strange tone. I didn't understand what she meant but I replied with "I love you too."
She just chuckled and muttered "More than you should."
Before I could ask what she meant, she pressed a kiss on my lips and whispered huskily, "How about doggy style? Do you want to take me from behind while I am lying on my knees and elbows?"
The springing of my cock was her answer. She giggled, giving me another sensual kiss. She then turned around and lied down on her stomach with her arse in the air, wiggling at my face.
You don't need to be a seer to know what I did next. I kneeled behind her and speared her pussy with my excited cock. My eyes never left her arse as my each thrust, as my each strike made a rippling pattern on her round cheeks.
That was the best night of my life which I remembered until I died. Alas, I wasn't able to make her pregnant that night. That was the only thing I regretted that night.