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The last few days had been a busy time, and a lot of fun, Lily reflected as she strutted down the hallway in her high heels, cameras tracking her from both in front and behind, the latter catching the exaggerated sway of her tight ass in the sheer lace g-string. James might have been the Auror, but she was no slouch with the particular skills necessary to spot the adult agency recruiter in the clubs she was frequenting with Harry during their holiday in California. She had even managed to get an ID on him after the third time she'd spotted him at one of the clubs, every time with another club bunny on his lap.
It was after coming back from the club, having wheedled the agency man's identity out of one of his club bunnies – just as confirmation, the bartender had been very talkative when staring down into the depths of her cleavage, that Lily had a filthy idea take root in her mind. Even as she spoke to James, half a continent away, lecturing at an Auror symposium, she decided, she was going to find a way to do a porn shoot or two during her holiday, and more than that, she was going to fuck her own son on camera and then see the video plastered all over the internet. Harry, just as twisted and depraved as his parents, enjoyed the idea just as much, and thus, she had her co-conspirator.
The next time she and Harry had coincided at their favourite nightclub with the man from the agency, it was a simple case of following him out into the back alley as he went to have his habitual evening cigarette. After letting her son put up some rather half-hearted objections to their public act, just to make her look like the instigator, Lily had sucked him off there and then. She'd spent nearly half-an-hour on her knees in the alley behind the club, giving Harry the sloppiest, most filthy blowjob of his life.
She spit-shined his shaft before swallowing his cock to the hilt, gagging and choking on it, she'd worshipped his balls, knowing that she'd soon have the contents of them all over her, and finally driven him into giving her a public throatfucking there in the alleyway, choking on his dick until she was a sloppy, whorish mess, one he couldn't hold back from making worse, blowing a massive load of hot, sticky jizz all over her face. Lily had greedily accepted Harry's load all over her face, a glazing of salty seed that showed anyone watching just how much of an unbridled slut she was.
Then, to add to the impression of being a cock-addicted slag, she wiped off every drop of cum with her fingers, dripping it onto her tongue and sucking each digit clean until every last vestige of her son's seed was pooling in her mouth. After a few moments, or perhaps a minute or so of swilling his cum around her mouth, just to make sure the flavour and texture wouldn't leave her tastebuds for hours, she'd swallowed his cum, the warmth of it sliding down her throat and pooling in her belly something she'd enjoyed for the rest of the evening. She'd even blown a kiss to their voyeur, then made doubly sure that there wasn't a single drop of Harry's cum still to be sucked off her fingertips.
That bit of obscene theatrics, after Harry had slipped back into the club, allowing her to reapply her lipstick, had earned Lily the agency's card and an invitation to give them a call. She'd managed to restrain herself from appearing over-eager, partly because the next day had been a total loss, spent on her back and on her knees in their hotel room, but, with a single phone call, she'd got her invitation to a meeting at the studio. It was during the discussions that followed that Lily had an even more depraved idea. She'd never partaken in anal sex, mostly because she was eminently satisfied with getting her rocks off with one of her boys' cocks in her cunt. Now she knew why she'd never bothered with it – she was going to give Harry her anal virginity on film for the world to see.
Talking of Harry, Lily glanced his way as she entered the main room of the set, stood behind the lights and cameras, dressed only in his jeans, a cute teen in a crop top, daisy dukes and nothing else, rubbing oil onto the muscles of his chest. That was one thing she'd remained completely unmovable on. She chose him to be her co-star, even if she was a disloyal cock-addicted wifeslut, she kept her infidelities between James and Harry, neither of whom minded. It was just a shame, she contemplated, that she couldn't go full slut and openly admit to being an incestuous son-fucking whore. A modified Fidelius charm concealed the very concept of Lily Potter and Harry Potter having sexual relations, and a second enchantment disassociated Lily Potter and 'Lilith Scarlet', her on-camera persona, to anyone not 'in' on the secret.
Besides, so many of the male performers, while having dick size, had looks that would petrify Medusa, whereas Harry had enough cock to bruise her cervix, as well as good looks and a professional athlete's build. It was difficult for Lily to keep her eyes on the camera as she began her striptease, licking her lips in anticipation as she once again sneaked a look at her son, tossing her bra over her shoulder. She'd been sneaking out periodically, heading to a club a couple of blocks over from their hotel, paying the girls working there to teach her how to strip and how to dance around a pole, and she just hoped Harry would approve of her efforts.
The bulge in his jeans certainly suggested he was, though it might have had something to do with the cute redhead assistant now not just rubbing oil into his skin, but with one hand massaging the front of his jeans. It was a thought, Lily decided, to investigate seeing if Lola would be interested in a position under, and maybe on top of the House of Potter, depending on the mood. She'd been great helping with her makeup, and she certainly had Harry raring to go as he watched his mother shimmy out of her panties, bending over in front of the camera to show off the gleaming gold metal and glittering red gem of the buttplug sat between her ass cheeks, stretching and stimulating her tight little ass in preparation for its first proper plundering.
She was going to get ass-fucked for the very first time, and it was being filmed, so before long, it would be spread all across the internet. If it didn't end up getting pirated, Lily had already decided that she wouldmake sure it ended up on every porn site she could find. Every pervert with a computer and an internet connection would be able watch her getting fucked in the ass by her own son's fat cock.
She couldn't wait.
The pale leather of the sofa was soft and smooth as Lily sank to her knees, certainly much better than the tarmac she'd been kneeling on only a few days earlier, that night outside the club, sucking Harry's cock in the alley. Reaching back, she curled a couple of fingers into her dripping cunt, feeling the heat of the studio lights focused on her arse as she got her digits nice and wet, bringing them up to her mouth for some extra lubrication. A second camera focused on her face as she tasted her own arousal, swapping back and forth between pussy and mouth a few more times.
Finally, she turned to playing with her plugged asshole, slipping first one, then a second finger in under the jewelled base of the buttplug, pressing them against the shaft and teasing her way into the lubed-up tightness of her virgin sphincter. A moan of pleasure escaped Lily's lips as she succeeded in stretching her anus around two fingers alongside the plug, before she gave up, instead grasping the toy by its base, teasing it around in circles before tugging on it just enough to stretch her asshole around the thicker body, then letting it sink back into her ass. After a few more repetitions, she turned a little to arch her back, bending over the arm of the sofa, pushing against the plug, nestled in her arse, feeling the rim of her asshole stretch slowly, tortuously, fighting to keep pushing it out as she whimpered in pleasure, until, with a loud Pop! and a dribble of lube from her puckered sphincter, she succeeded in expelling the toy.
So enmeshed in playing with her ass, Lily only realised that her co-star was joining the fun when, a few moments apart, she spotted the assistant, sans Harry, and felt a firm hand on the small of her back, looking up just in time for him, looming over her, to bring the freshly-expelled plug to her mouth. She smirked at the camera as it zoomed in on her face, then swirled her tongue around the toy, sucking off the artificially-sweet lube, taking the plug, still warm, straight from her ass, into her mouth until the base rested on her lips. Harry, taking the toy back, traced it down the line of her spine until it pressed against her sphincter briefly, before using it to gather up most of the mess of lube that dripped from her asshole, allowing it to slide back into her arse, an involuntary moan greeting the inexorable push, stretching her around the toy once more.
Two sharp smacks rang out in quick succession, joined by Lily's yelp as fire blossomed on her alabaster skin with the blows of her son's hand, crashing down on her ass with enough force to leave her flesh pink, marking where he'd spanked her. She knew he loved abusing her ass, which made him the perfect choice for her first buttfucking, and it was also the reason that she'd ordered him a full set of toys from a specialist, every piece inlaid with a lily flower, and designed for punishing the sort of slutty moms with arses made for the paddle, the crop or the flogger… Lily found her eyes glazing over as she imagined just what depravities Harry would subject her to once he got his birthday present from his mother.
Frankly, it was just as well that Harry could recognise signals from the film's director, a tall, top-heavy blonde who he reckoned would look just as good undressed and in front of the camera as she did behind it. From the moment he'd stepped in front of the camera, his mother was out of it. He glanced at the director, who just rolled her eyes. She was prepared to be laid back for a duo this talented, but it was obvious to Harry that he would have to take charge…