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Narcissa elected to share dinner with the Potter family once again. She'd immediately held Lily to her promise to wear whatever Narcissa said and picked out the most outrageous outfit for her yet. She wanted to be around more often to make sure Lily didn't chicken out in wearing it during dinner. She also wanted to see if she could tease Harry's version of the medical appointment out of him.

Harry's penis shot straight to attention when he walked in the dining room for dinner. Narcissa wore an outfit that just barely contained her generous breasts, but he wasn't too surprised about that. Rose wore a very similar revealing outfit and that was a surprise since he'd never seen her wear sexy clothes in front of Lily before. But it was what Lily wore that completely blew his mind.

She wore a shiny red leather outfit which looked like it was designed for a high-class prostitute. It was skin tight and hung on her body as if she wasn't wearing anything at all.

He could see her nipples as clear as day, and her boobs shook like Jell-O at the slightest movement. His mouth grew dry and he felt dizzy.

Stranger still was how Lily acted. She looked extremely ashamed and subdued, as if the scantily clad body seemingly designed for fucking belonged to a different person and had somehow been mistakenly attached to her wholesome face. Throughout the meal she complained to Narcissa for making her wear the outfit.

Yet somehow her bashfulness turned Harry on even more, as if she was willing to do anything to please him, but also as if she was forced to do it like a slave.

At one point, Lily leaned over to Narcissa and whispered in her ear. She'd assumed Harry couldn't hear what she was saying, but he could, mostly because reading her lips while she whispered helped quite a lot.

She whispered, "Narcissa, I can't do this. It's like I'm naked. They won't stop bouncing and jiggling with every move I make. And my nipples! Everyone can see how aroused I am. It's so improper."

Narcissa whispered back, "You have to be strong. Think of all that cum Harry is going to shoot, thanks to your sacrifice. Hang in there."

Lily whispered in return, "That's part of the problem. I keep thinking of him cumming. I'm telling you, it's not right."

Narcissa just squeezed her hand. "Be strong."

She finally leaned back, inadvertently causing a new series of chest earthquakes.

Harry was so aroused that he wanted to cry.

But Harry's great arousal wore down his defense and he ended up explaining some of what happened with Andromeda.

Rose and Narcissa listened with intense interest.

Harry's version of events was highly edited and censored. He did explain how he'd climaxed three times during the appointment, but he left the impression that it had been more of a clinical treatment than the mind-blowingly lusty experience it really was. He mentioned next to nothing of what Lily did, and said she'd kept her eyes closed the whole time.

But even Rose, who knew nothing of what happened so far, could read between the lines more often than not. She strongly suspected Lily did more than just sit bored with her eyes closed the whole time. Her suspicions were strengthened by watching Lily's nervous reaction to Harry's retelling of the event.

Lily mostly just squirmed and blushed in great embarrassment. She squished about as well, because her pussy got quite wet. It wasn't what Harry said that made her so horny, it was her own memory filling in the gaps of his account that did it. Mostly, she couldn't get the image of Andromeda's hands rhythmically sliding all over Harry's big erection.

Since Rose was the least knowledgeable about the appointment, she kept pressing for many of the very sexual details Harry was trying not to mention. She said things like, "So wait a minute, Big Brother. You're telling me, the whole time you were there, this pretty nurse was massaging your hard-on? And she did this in the nude?!"

"Not exactly the whole time, and she wasn't exactly nude," he replied sheepishly, red as a ripe tomato. "She always kept her panties on." He valiantly tried his hardest to steer the discussion from questions about what his mother was doing or saying, in an attempt to protect her honor.

Despite his efforts, Lily was aghast with shame, and the more aroused she grew, the more ashamed she got as well. She thought, What's wrong with me? I can only imagine what I look like in this outfit, with my erect nipples plainly visible for all to see. This top gives no support whatsoever. I might as well be topless. It's like someone just painted a part of by breasts red and called that a top.

But what's worse are my naughty thoughts. I don't care what Narcissa says, thinking about my Tiger's big hard thing being so lovingly stroked by the good nurse HAS to be some kind of sin. I'll bet it's hard right now, under the table there. Tiger must be terribly excited right now, thinking about how he splattered his seed all over Andromeda's face and chest. At least he didn't spill it on the ground. Thank goodness for small blessings.

She stared at where she would have been able to see Harry's crotch had the table not been in the way. I'll bet his member could use some help right now. It must be throbbing in great pain, aching for release. I could be the one to stroke it at this very moment! It's for his own good! And if he cums all over me, I'd be saving him from moral depravity.

She took some heavy breaths to calm down. There must be something wrong with me. Narcissa seems so calm and collected. Rose is her usual giggly self. True, they're both dressed very provocatively, but I'm the only one dressed like a complete whore and thinking terribly naughty thoughts about my own son. I have to get my act together. But I have to do it on my own. I can't even let Narcissa know that I can't stop dreaming of holding Harry's pulsing, throbbing hardness in my hand or I'll die of shame.

She was right about one thing: Harry was terribly excited and in great need for release. It was mostly due to Lily's top. In fact, it was cleverly designed to cause her boobs to jiggle even more than if she'd been completely naked because of the way it managed to lift them up yet leave them there without significant support.

Every move she made, even if it was just to lift a fork to her plate, caused her boobs to bounce around wildly. She was frustrated at all the movement she was making and felt like there was a shining spotlight pointing right at her chest, everyone staring at her. But she didn't know what to do.

Harry skipped dessert. Instead, he rushed upstairs, hopped on his bed, and climaxed into a towel.

He was emotionally and physically exhausted from so much sexual stimulation in recent days. And his penis felt like it had been rubbed raw, too. He was greatly relieved later that evening to simply go watch a movie with his friends Sean and Ron. It helped too that he took a cold shower before leaving.

But it wasn't so easy to simply shut off all that had happened. He spent most of the evening with his friends, yet not really with them. Instead, he thought about things like what his friends would think of his mother if they walked into his house to pick him up to go somewhere, and saw her dressed the way she was. Even more consuming was the thought that Narcissa was waiting for him to come back and take care of some "unfinished business."

Once he left for the movie, Lily desperately needed her own release as well. While she washed the dishes with Rose, she debated whether she should masturbate or not. It wasn't that she distrusted Narcissa, but she wondered if maybe Narcissa only knew one school of thought when it came to the sinfulness of female masturbation. She didn't want to live a life of sin based on a misunderstanding.

But on the other hand, she was so aroused that she felt like falling on her knees and screaming, "Why me, Lord? Why me?" She was reminded of the trials of Job.

After much restless agitation, she came to a compromise solution: I'll just go back to my room and practice my breast exam. Andromeda did say that one cannot do that enough. Since I didn't have one in years, I probably need a lot of them now, to make up for it. Plus, if I don't practice, I'm going to forget how Andromeda did it exactly.

So that's what she did. She ended up having an orgasm just by "examining" her breasts. She decided that didn't count as masturbation since she didn't even touch her pussy.

She tried at first to think of her favorite movie stars, but failed miserably. Within seconds, her thoughts were filled with nothing but erotic fantasies involving her son. She loved wearing her scandalous red outfit at dinner and her thoughts at first involved that.

In her daydream, in the middle of dinner Harry ordered her to sit next to her. Then, without saying anything, he reached over and began fondling her through her top. But soon he had her top completely off and casually pulled at her nipples while holding a normal conversation with the others. In her mind, it really was her son's fingers pulling on her nipples right then instead of her masturbating.

Then in her dream, Narcissa sat on the other side of Harry, pulled out his erection, and began stroking it. All the while Harry kept pulling on Lily's nipples.

She never got beyond that in the dream because it was all so exciting that she came within minutes. She felt a lot better when it was over. It was like a fog had lifted from her brain. She decided, This kind of ... activity ... is good because it purges all those nasty, depraved, evil, SINFUL thoughts from my head. I feel halfway normal now. What I need to do in the future is to have some more breast exams but think about things - anything! - other than my son's extremely tempting member.

She looked back at her thoughts, such as the idea that she needed to have lots of breast exams to make up for not doing them for years, and wondered how she could have fallen for such illogical thinking.

Narcissa lurked around the Potter house after Lily went to her room. Like a spy on a secret mission, she wanted to know just how excited Lily was getting. So, after an impatient pause and when she thought the coast was clear, she snuck up to Lily's bedroom and put her ear to Lily's door. She heard the sound of moaning and bed springs squeaking.

Smiling with satisfaction, she headed back to her own house.

Her husband was working late, so she was alone as she stood before her bedroom closet and started to undress for bed. I knew it! I'm shocked, but not completely shocked. Lily has been so repressed that she's a volcano of passion, and now she's starting to erupt. She can't even control herself in the slightest. She's so fucking horny for Harry! It's obvious.

This certainly changes things. My goal was to relax her morals enough so that she'd accept my relationship with Harry. The problem is, I think she's sliding down a slippery slope and there's no way to stop her just half way down. She's resisting, but deep down she wants some of Harry's cock. I could see the way her eyes were practically boring a hole through the table. It was like she was praying for X-ray vision.

So that could be bad. That definitely opens up a whole can of worms. But on the other hand, maybe, just maybe, I can realize my ultimate, impossible sexual fantasy: seduce not just Harry, but Lily and Rose too! It seems too good to be true that I'm getting this far with Harry, but I never would have expected the two of them would react like this on top of it. It's like they're total nymphomaniacs exploding into lust at the first opportunity.

She finished undressing while she continued to ruminate. Lily's reaction has been wild enough. But there's Rose's reaction too. Like the way she was pumping Harry at dinner with questions about how Andromeda stroked his penis. Pumping is the perfect word. She looked like she could barely contain herself from reaching over and jacking him off right at the dinner table.

Now that Narcissa stood naked, she began fingering her pussy in front of her mirror. I had Rose pegged all wrong. I thought she was another prude just like her mother. How many years did I try to get Lily to have an affair to spice up her life, and it was the one thing I could never make her do. I couldn't even get her to dress more sexily. But no, mother and daughter are total hotties. In fact, I'd almost suspect Rose had a thing for him even before I put my scheme into motion. Maybe she does! It's so hot, sister and brother together! I can't stand it!

Narcissa was really assaulting her pussy now. Her whole body buckled with every thrust. Her other hand worked furiously on her clit. But unlike Lily with her brain that fogged over so easily, Narcissa was much better at keeping her wits about her. She continued to simultaneously fantasize and scheme even as she grew more and more aroused.

Harry could be the key to all three of them. I need to develop and cultivate their lustful feelings for each other. Then, one day, we'll all be in bed together, all four of us! If we're all on Harry, it'll be natural for the touching between everyone to develop until we women are all madly fucking each other as well. It'll be glorious! I could move in with them, and, oh God! Oh, too much! Too much!

I can move in with them and maybe, maybe even, oh, yes! Maybe even marry Harry! Oh Lord God! Yes! Only I can marry him. I'm the only one not related! Fuck! They'll have to agree.

Fuck yeah! Oh! Good God! The fucking hunky Harry, my fucking husband! And Lily and Rose my partners in bed! Oh! Lord! One giant orgy, every day! God yes! Oh! Aaaaiiiieeee!

Narcissa arched back and let out a loud wail as she had the best orgasm she could remember in years. As it went on, visions of all three Potters flashed in her head, one after another. Mostly it was Harry, and then Lily. Narcissa had a slight crush on Lily for years, but never pursued it because she considered Lily just a tad less prudish than a nun with lifelong chastity vows.

She'd never really had sexual feelings for Rose, she had no interest in underaged girls. But there was no denying that Rose was reaching the age of an adult and her body was the body of an adult. Now Narcissa was amenable to the idea of seducing Rose, too. Suddenly, she was very amenable.

She lay back on her bed in the nude. If I had a REAL man as a husband, he would be here for me now. I never would have started wandering. I can't even remember the last time we made love. It's like Lily and I aren't married at all. I don't know which is worse: Lily's husband being overseas all the time, or my husband being here but not here at the same time.

Well, Harry's a real man, and a good man, too. He's no mere boy. He'd never neglect me or leave me alone. She looked around the empty bedroom and sighed.

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