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Lily was humming to herself, bobbing her head to an unheard tune as she danced around the kitchen, uncaring of the fact that she was preparing breakfast in nothing more than a pair of sheer lacy black stockings, skimpy panties and a half-cup bra under an incongruously bright apron. Harry, arriving at the bottom of the stairs, paused a moment to admire his mother as she leaned over the kitchen island, reaching for an implement, displaying a taut, jiggling expanse of alabaster flesh, giving him a glance over her shoulder and a teasing shake of her ass.

"Your Hogwarts letter darling." she spun around, the apron flaring out, distracting him as she pointed to the envelope, a stiff, parchment affair, lying on the windowsill below the open window.

"Morning mum." Harry replied, crossing the kitchen, hesitating a moment behind Lily, his hand flashing out, a sharp smack! echoing off the walls.

Lily yelped, a flash of pain-tinged arousal flashing to her pussy, a slickness growing as her tits hit the worktop. She tossed her thick, crimson mane over her shoulder, directing a half-hearted glare at her impudent offspring, suppressing the urge to sink a few fingers into the scrap of lace over her dripping pussy. Harry smirked at her, enjoying the sight of the pink flush spreading on her freshly-spanked ass, and recognising the fire of arousal in her eyes as. True to his habit of messing with the sexy creature who he called his mother, he did nothing more than run his hand down the cleft of her ass, and then left her there, whimpering in arousal as he retrieved the Hogwarts letter.

As he split the envelope open, before he could even take the letter out, a gleaming badge fell out, red and gold, the first such to be issued in a good three years, since Perfect Prefect Percy handed his back upon graduating. The Gryffindor Head Boy's badge.

"Bloody hell... Minnie must have sent it to the wrong person." Harry shook his head in surprise.

"She didn't." Lily shook her head, sidling up next to Harry and draping herself over him, her chin on his shoulder. "Despite your teenage impulses, you're caring and responsible without being a martinet. Plus," she added, running her hand down his front to the growing bulge in his slobbing-about-the-house tracksuit, "I think someone needs to teach those Gryffindor girls the ways of life, and punish the naughty ones."

"Blimey..."

"Perhaps I rubbed off on you more than you think." she gave him a saucy grin. "Besides, being the Head Boy has some benefits."

She tugged him to face her, then reached around to the back of her apron, tugging a string which left the whole thing slipping off her svelte body onto the floor. Harry took a few moments to gather himself, his eyes raking over Lily's body pleasingly, from her slender, black stocking-clad legs, her nearly-bare cunt and the half-cup bra baring her full, perky chest for his inspection.

"The first benefit darling, is unlimited head for the Head Boy." Lily announced, giving him a twirl before sinking to her knees there in front of him.

Harry could barely believe it as this stunning redhead, his own mother, knelt down, tugging off everything between her and the bulge she had been admiring. She had no patience for anything that came between her and a mouthful of her son's fat, throbbing cock.

'SLAP!'

"Fuck." Lily gasped, the scent of her son's manhood filling her senses as his bulging erection, freed suddenly from confinement, cockslapped her across her face. "Fuck." she repeated, licking her lips with arousal and trepidation. There was no going back. She was going to choke down her son's dick, and drink every drop of his seed.

With the first touch of her scarlet lips to his cockhead, Lily was addicted, a dribble of pre-cum coating the tip of her tongue and the bittersweet flavour of her son's cream filling her mouth. She knew at that moment that she was damned, she didn't tolerate his cum in her mouth, she didn't even merely like it. She was addicted at the first incestuous taste of her son's seed. Redoubling her efforts, Lily dragged her tongue up and down Harry's shaft, filling her senses with cock, revelling in his taste and scent as she glazed his manhood a slick trail of saliva his whole length to his throbbing cockhead

Lily dipped down, doing homage to his sack, slipping his balls into her mouth, feeling them churning with seed that she would soon be absolutely dripping with. She took them into her mouth one at a time, her tongue swirling and thoroughly coating them in her spit before coming back up to the tip of his dick.

Grasping her crimson hair, winding it tight around his hand, Harry matched Lily's burning gaze and urged her spit-soaked lips onto his knobhead. She opened her mouth, her red lips greedily enfolding the throbbing shaft of his manhood, revelling in the taste and sensations of her slurping down a mouthwatering, panty-soaking mouthful of cock, and not just any cock, but her son's cock.

A deep groan built in Harry's chest at the sight of Lily kneeling between his legs, shamelessly sucking him off, her fat, perky tits glistening with her saliva as she slid his cock deeper into the wet heat of her mouth, eyefucking him as much as she was fucking him with her mouth. He could feel her tongue swirling around his shaft, her hands intertwined at the small of her back as he began thrusting his cock deeper into his slutty mother's mouth. The kitchen was filled with a depraved soundtrack, Lily's sucking and slurping accompanied by the noise of her happily choking on her son's manhood as each stroke pounded into her gullet.

Lily's mind was blissfully empty, a passing thought objecting to her wantonness crushed by the sense of belonging, the rightness of being on her knees at Harry's feet, her mouth stuffed full of cock. All that she was left wanting for was her son's seed, even her next breath was worth sacrificing for a bellyful of jizz. As he fucked her mouth, she could feel his dick pulsing and the muscles in his hips jerking, and Lily knew she was about to get her wish.

She gleefully sucked his climax from his cock, the possibility of him pulling out unthinkable, as he threw his head back, his cock erupting with a flood of hot, sticky semen plastering her mouth. Lily slurped it down with joyful abandon, her throat soon slick with jizz and her senses completely filled with the throbbing, spurting dick between her lips and the mouthfuls of cum she was swallowing. A lustful light danced in her eyes, as she greedily drank his seed, a depraved pride filling her heart as her son filled her stomach, her desperate swallowing of his seed leaving it slopping in her stomach until, as Harry's orgasm petered off with a last few spurts, her lips still sealed about his shaft he allowed her to pull back, letting his cock go with a wet pop. She opened her mouth to show him that her mouth was completely flooded with his sticky, salty cum. Then, with a gratuitously loud 'gulp!', Lily drank the mouthful of fertile seed. She gave his cockhead a wet kiss with her cum-coated lips and rubbed her belly where his cum rested, a hot, sticky weight in her stomach.