Author Note After reading your comments I have decided that I will make a separate side story about Sirius at some point in the next few weeks. You all spoke loud and clear that you wanted Harry to be the only guy in the story and I will respect your wishes. I also will be introducing some older women into the story who won't be included in Harry's harem per se but they will be side relationships he will have. Sexual partners with no strings attached basically.
And I hope you enjoy this chapter the longest one I have written yet. To all the people who wanted Harry to have sex with some older women this chapter is for you.
Chapter 32
January 26th 1997
Hogwarts, England
Early Sunday morning Harry knocked on the door to Professor Sinistra's classroom.
She had asked for him earlier today but he did not know why.
She opened the door. "Hello, Harry, come in."
Harry entered the classroom and she closed the door behind him.
"Please, take a seat by my desk," she said, walking up to the head of the room. Harry had a hard time not looking her up and down. She was dressed in a professional, navy blue blouse and skirt combo, both tight enough to perfectly accentuate her big, round tits and thick bubble butt. Her ass stuck out even more from the heels she wore, her legs looking nice and long in those nylons. She took a seat behind her desk as did Harry.
"Before we go any further, Harry, I just wanted to tell you that you've always been one of my favorite students," Professor Sinistra said.
"Thank you, Professor Sinistra," Harry said.
"You're bright, you generally play by the rules but know when you can break them, and you're decent in a world that doesn't seem to grant a whole lot of value to decency these days. These are the traits that can really help you go far in life," she said.
"Thank you, Professor Sinistra," Harry repeated.
"But, it also doesn't take very much to derail such a promising future. One slip up, one... indiscretion, something that might seem minor on the surface, but if discovered by the wrong party, could lead to some major consequences," she said.
Harry had a bad feeling about where this was going but thought it was better to play dumb. "Did I do something wrong?"
Her severe lips curled almost into a smile. "What would you say, Harry, if I told you that that vent, high in the wall, right behind you, lets me hear pretty much everything that happens in the utility closet next door?"
Harry looked over his shoulder to the vent she was talking about, and that painted a pretty good picture about where this conversation was headed as he remembered fucking Fleur the other day in that closet.
"Fuck," Harry said.
When he realized that he said that out loud, Harry whipped my head over to Professor Sinistra, his eyes bugging out. He had just said 'fuck' in front of Professor Sinistra. Fuck!
A smile took over her face "Relax, Harry. I wasn't trying to scare you. Well, I wasn't trying to scare you too badly. I just wanted you to understand that, if someone else had caught you or overheard something they wouldn't be nearly as understanding as I am. There could have been consequences."
"But there won't be, with you?" He asked, feeling the relief growing in his chest.
"No. I remember what it was like being in school. I know your hormones are going crazy right now, and, believe me, that's hardly the first time that utility room's been used like that," Professor Sinistra said, getting up from her desk and walking over toward Harry.
"Oh?" Harry said noncommittally, trying to fight back the erection that was growing under the desk. It was a losing battle with her this close.
"Mhm," she confirmed. She leaned up against her desk, crossing her arms under her breasts, bringing them closer together.
"Can I tell you a confession, Harry? You won't think badly of your teacher?" she asked, fluttering her eyelashes at him.
"Uh, no, Professor Sinistra, I could never think badly of you," He said.
"Can you keep a secret?" she asked.
"For you? Of course!" Harry said.
"Good, well, that's a weight off my shoulders," she said, laughing gratefully. "Well, I just had to confess, that when you and Fleur were having your, uh, encounter, I was listening, and, well, I sort of started to enjoy it."
Harry was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to be hearing this sort of thing from a teacher, and by the way, she was blushing, He knew she was thinking the same. She wasn't supposed to be enjoying listening to students having sex. Still, it was Professor Sinistra, and Harry didn't want to get her in any trouble. That, and, well, he was curious about where she was going with this.
"You did?" Harry asked.
"Yes. So often, when I hear students in there, I hear fumbling, just stupid teen stuff, then some grunting, then a girl complaining. Not with you two, though. Listening to you two, together, like that... it was, merlin, I'd say it was pretty hot," Professor Sinistra said, her hands unconsciously trailing over her body, one grazing over her breast, the other down her front. Harry was not even sure she knew what she was doing, but she was lost in the moment, and Harry was enjoying her getting lost in the moment, so he let it happen.
"When I listened to you two, when I listened to what you did to her... I couldn't help myself. I started to, Merlin, this is so embarrassing... I started to touch myself. I just dropped my panties, and I started rubbing myself, and..."
"I spend a lot of my time when I'm alone in here touching myself because ever since our third child, my husband will rarely have sex with me. I keep in shape, I look like this, and he barely touches me, so yes, I masturbate a lot. But never before in my teaching career have I ever imagined anything because of a student, never imagined I was with a student when I came, never imagined his cock inside of me," she said, her voice husky, eyes locking onto his. They nodded slightly to each other in a quiet understanding, and though Harry was up for it, his heart was pounding.
"Tell me, Harry, what would you do, right now, if I told you that I never put those panties back on after I came listening to you two fucking?" Professor Sinistra asked, parting her legs slightly. Harry looked around the room, confirming the door was locked and the shades drawn on the windows. They were in our own little world in here, and if she was giving Harry an invitation, there was no way he was turning it down.
He got up from the desk and walked toward her.
"Good boy, oh, we're going to have so much fun," she said, raising her skirt so Harry could see her pussy. The lips were engorged and dripping, waiting for him.
"You're soaked," Harry said, his face within inches of her pussy.
"Because I've been thinking about this all week. Because every down period I've locked myself in here and fingerfucked my cunt until I came again and again. I've cum five times today already, one of them right before you got in. I just couldn't help myself, I needed to cum," Professor Sinistra said. "But my fingers are only good enough. What I'd like is your fingers. Your tongue. That giant cock of yours I heard Fleur boasting about. I want them all, everywhere. First, though, let's make sure you're ready for the oral exam."
It was a cheap joke, a teacher's joke, and it made Harry laugh. Laughing with him, she grabbed Harry by the back of his head and forced it between her thighs. Harry latched his mouth onto her pussy, sucking and licking and making her moan. He had heard so many boys talking about how they wished they could fuck Professor Sinistra and even a few who claimed they had but clearly hadn't, and knowing that he was here and now actually eating her pussy as she leaned against her desk, well, it was a feeling of fucking power that Harry loved.
Harry ate her pussy with gusto, savoring every fold, delving his tongue deeper and deeper into her steaming cunt, making her moan and cry out as he sucked harder. He found her clit and flicked it with his tongue, making her groan when Harry closed his lips over it and sucked as hard as he could. He slipped first one finger, then another inside of her, curling them up, searching for that spot that'd drive her wild as he fucked them in and out of her.
"Yes, yes, good, that's, good, very good," Professor Sinistra moaned.
Harry took one of his wet fingers straight from her pussy and pressed it against her asshole. It was tight, unyielding, but he pressed against it harder and lubed up by her pussy juices, it slid right in.
"Oh FUCK!" she cried out. "Oh, Harry, you really know how to treat a lady right, don't you?"
"I'm learning," Harry said, taking his mouth off her pussy and giving one good, long lick for emphasis.
"Well, it's a good thing I'm a good teacher then, isn't it?" she said, burying his face back into her pussy. Harry dug in deep, eating her, licking her, fingerfucking her cunt and asshole simultaneously, building up a rhythm where she started to shake and moan and slide the desk around from her bucking.
"Oh yes, oh yes, fuck, right there, right there, right there, RIGHT FUCKING THEEEEEEEEERRRRRRE!"
She came hard, her fingers digging into his scalp as her juices coated his face. It felt like her cries went on forever, though he knew it couldn't have only been more than a few seconds as she squeezed his face tightly between her thighs.
Coming down, she finally pulled Harry from between her thighs and hoisted him upward.
"On your feet," she growled lustily.
"Yes, Professor Sinistra," Harry said.
"Oh, I like it when you call me Professor Sinistra," she said, unbuttoning her blouse and dropping it to the floor, revealing her massive DD tits held in a plain black bra. They weren't the biggest tits he had seen before, but they were pretty nice to see.
"You want to know why I like you calling me Professor Sinistra?" she asked, reaching behind her back to unclasp the bra.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Because it reminds us both that you're the student, and I'm the teacher..." she said, dropping her bra to the floor and revealing her tits to him. Her pointed, soft brown nipples stood out hard as diamonds, waiting for Harry.
"...and that I'm the one in control!" She finished, grabbing Harry by the back of the head and pulling him to her tits, burying his face between them, then taking him from one nipple to the other, letting him suck and nibble to his heart's content.
"Yeah, fuck, suck my nipples, Harry! Suck your teacher's nipples!"
"So good," Harry muttered.
"Take off your clothes, right fucking now!" Professor Sinistra demanded. Harry wasn't going to disappoint her, so he did, taking off his shoes, jeans, and t-shirt, only standing in front of his nearly naked teacher in his briefs. Appreciatively, and with a little awe, she ran her hand over the front, feeling the size of his bulge.
"My, my, my, it seems you're full of surprises, Harry. So hard, so big, all for me?" she asked.
"Yes, Professor Sinistra," He replied. She pressed him into her desk, rubbing Harry more vigorously through his underwear.
Professor Sinistra stripped off her skirt leaving her only in her glasses, nylons, and high heels before she dropped to her knees in front of Harry and hooked her fingers into the waistband of his underwear. She pulled them to the floor, gasping lightly as his cock bounced out and nearly hit her in the cheek.
She started sucking his cock balls deep into her mouth in one swallow. This wasn't the first time someone had done that to Harry, but that it was Professor Sinistra blew his mind while she blew him.
"Fuck, you're really good at sucking cock," Harry said.
Harry tried fucking her mouth back, but she firmly pressed him against her desk, making sure she was in the driver's seat. Considering that her mouth felt like it would drive him to the edge any moment now, Harry didn't think that was a bad thing.
On one bob, she popped his cock out of her mouth. Harry moaned in protest.
"You're close, aren't you?" Professor Sinistra said, holding his cock firmly, but not harshly, by the root.
"Yes,"He whimpered. Looking down, He could see in the valley between her huge tits that she was fingering herself while she'd been sucking him off.
"Well, that won't do, will it?" she said, standing up. Harry groaned, frustrated as she walked over to her desk. He hadn't noticed until now that she'd taken everything off of it already, giving him a good idea of what she wanted to do next.
"Lie down on the desk," Professor Sinistra said. Harry followed her instructions, his aching cock standing almost straight up as she climbed up onto her desk, straddling him, rubbing her slick cunt up against his cock, but never letting him enter. Harry reached for her, pleadingly, but she kept up this agonizing dance, rubbing against him and no more, letting Harry feel her heat, her moistness, keeping him close to the edge but not pushing him over it.
Professor Sinistra then lined up her pussy and buried his entire cock inside. She groaned, a low, guttural sound of pure pleasure, arching her back and thrusting her tits out as she settled onto his cock. Harry may have made a sound much like her from the pleasure, but it was hard to tell with how loud she was. She looked down to the point where their genitals met, almost in wonder, at her stretched out pussy and the cock that invaded it. With a giddy smile, she started to rock up and down, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy.
"Oh, fuck, you've got such a nice fucking cock," she moaned.
"Your pussy..."
"What about it?"
"So, fuck, so fucking good."
Harry grunted, fucking up into her, watching her tits bounce and slam into each other hypnotically. He arched upwards, locking his lips around one of the swinging tits as he continued to fuck her.
"Yes, fuck, fuck, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder!" she yelled.
"God I love fucking your pussy, Professor Sinistra!" He exclaimed.
"The feeling's mutual!" she yelled, riding his dick even harder.
The way her pussy squeezed his cock, combined with how much she'd gotten Harry going from her blowjob, meant he didn't have very long. He held out as best he could, wanting her to have one more chance to cum before he set off. Harry slowed his pace, looked around the room, searching desperately for any distraction that'd help him hold off even longer, anything, but with the sheer fact that he was fucking Professor Sinistra, nothing worked.
"Oh merlin, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again!" she declared, not a moment too soon. Harry fucked into her harder, wanting to drive her over the edge, her moans becoming a high pitched wail of pleasure.
"I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, FUCK ME, HARRY, FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
"Professor Sinistra, I'M CUMMING!" He roared, firing shot after shot of cum into her pussy as she convulsed in her own violent orgasm on top of bucked against one another as her cunt milked his cock. It felt like he must've fired a gallon of cum into her.
Soon they were coming down, his cock softening inside of her as they held each other close, panting and looking into each others' eyes. Professor Sinistra, pressing herself close to Harry, planted a soft kiss on his lips.
Smiling seductively, Professor Sinistra climbed off of Harry, standing by the desk with his cum running down her thighs. She licked at his softened cock, sucking on its head, rolling her lips over it. Harry was oversensitive from just having had a major orgasm, but the sheer eroticism of her groaning and sucking his cock, her licking and sucking getting a greater feeling of desperation by the second, brought Harry back to life somehow.
Jacking his cock next to her face, Professor Sinistra smiled and licked the side of his shaft. "I'd forgotten how quickly teenage boys can recover."
"I aim to please Professor Sinistra," Harry said.
"Well, if that's the case, would you be up for seeing if this beast can please my ass?" Professor Sinistra purred, reaching a hand back and slapping her ass to get his attention.
She didn't need to do that to keep his attention on her ass, but it was a nice sight.
On shaky legs, Harry got up and walked behind Professor Sinistra as she bent over her desk, crushing her tits into its surface. Reaching back, she spread her ass wide, flexing as she did, making her tight little hole wink for Harry.
Harry ran his slick cock slowly up and down the crack of her ass, teasing her hole with his head but not fully pressing inward. Professor Sinistra moaned and whined each time he pressed in close, only to tease the head away, running it further up and down, spreading their juices around.
"When I said I wanted you to please my ass, I meant I wanted you to fuck it," Professor Sinistra growled lustily.
"Yes, Professor Sinistra," Harry said, pressing the head up against her asshole.
"So, Harry, fuck my ass! RIGHT! NOW!" she demanded.
Never one to turn up such a polite request, Harry pressed the head up against her asshole hard, stretching it wide before popping it inside.
"OH, FUCKING SHIT! HOLY FUCK" Professor Sinistra yelled, pounding the desk with one hand while she fingered her pussy savagely with the other. Slowly, savoring the moment and wanting to stretch it as long as he could, Harry worked only a little bit of his cock in at a time, pressing it into her more and more as he forced her against the desk. She let out screams and moans, pounding the desk as she fingerfucked herself even harder. By the time he was balls deep, he thought she was ready to cum.
Professor Sinistra, however, was ready for more. Looking over her shoulder, she growled, "Now are you going to stand there doing nothing, or are you going to give your teacher the ass fucking she deserves?"
"Yes, Professor Sinistra," Harry said, pulling out and thrusting into her, making her moan deeply.
Her ass was so tight, Harry thought he might pass out from the pleasure, but standing behind her, her bent over the desk she gave lectures and homework from really set Harry off, making him fuck her with increased gusto.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Harry repeated over and over as he fucked her ass, watching her cheeks ripple as he grabbed her by the hips and really let her have it. He was a mindless animal, fucking and unable to do anything but fuck at this point, living for the tightness and heat of her hole and the utter filth that spilled out of her mouth.
"Oh merlin, you've got such a big cock, bigger than my fucking husband's! He doesn't have that cock, doesn't eat my pussy, won't fuck me in the ass, FUCK!" she yelled.
"He won't? Fucking why?" Harry grunted, unable to imagine not wanting to fuck her bountiful and wonderful ass, pounding even harder into her at the thought.
"He thinks it's dirty, fuck, keep going like, right there, right there, FUCK! He thinks it's dirty, he doesn't understand that it's so amazing because it's so fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck, DIIIIIIIRTY, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Professor Sinistra shouted, bucking and cumming again, her ass squeezing his cock almost painfully. It was such an exquisite blend of pleasure and pain that his balls pulled up, firing another explosive set of cum blasts up her ass.
Harry collapsed onto her, both of them pressed into the desk. Weakly, Harry kissed the back of her neck, his hands traveling to her breasts, stroking them softly. She giggled slightly, turning to kiss Harry. They made out for a while like this as his cock softened.
Finally, sighing, Professor Sinistra said, "We need to get out of here. I have a staff meeting I have to go to in a half hour."
"That'd probably be a good idea," Harry agreed. They both stood up, a torrent of cum spilling down her leg as his cock popped out of her ass. She pulled a box of tissues from her desk, and together they did their best to clean it up.
Her voice sounding like a person who'd just sobered up, Professor Sinistra said, "So, I would appreciate it if you used discretion about this encounter?"
"Of course. I wouldn't want to get you in trouble," Harry said.
"I'm glad we agree about that. There are a lot of people who wouldn't approve of what we just did. Not the least of which would be my husband," Professor Sinistra said.
"I'll keep it a secret. I swear," Harry said.
Professor Sinistra talked to Harry as they both got dressed. "Now, before there is any other awkwardness, I must get out of the way that this in no way will affect your grades. So long as you continue to be the excellent student you've always been, you'll do fine, but if you slack off, I won't go easy on your grades just because you gave me three mind-blowing orgasms, do you understand?"
"Yes, Professor Sinistra," Harry said, smiling as he repeated the words that had gotten her going while they fucked.
"I'm glad we understand each other, then. Beyond that, while I had a great time, I cannot promise that this will become a regular occurrence. I've never done this with a student before, I don't intend to make a habit of it, and I don't wish to lose my job, so discretion will be of the utmost importance," Professor Sinistra said.
"I understand."
Harry got fully dressed, shaking his head and completely unable to wipe the idiot grin from his face.
SCENE CHANGE
"Harry Potter?" a soft voice asked from behind him.
"Yeah?" Harry said, turning around and seeing Luna Lovegood.
"Madam Pince would like to see you. Now," she said.
"Am I in trouble?" Harry asked.
"She wouldn't have sent me to look for you if you weren't," Luna said.
"You serious?" Harry said.
"Yes," Luna said. "Come with me, please."
Luna took a few steps away, leading Harry toward the library. When Harry didn't follow, she turned to him and gave him an impatient wave.
Why would Harry be in trouble with Madam Pince? Overdue books? Even if he were, which he wasn't since he always returned things on time, that was just a fine. They were on normally good terms, and I always respected the library, and...
Well, there was that time a few days back when Harry and Daphne had gone down on each other in the stacks and... oh fuck.
"Okay," Harry said, nervously following Luna to the library.
Harry had never really been in trouble at school, partly because he always tried to follow the rules, but mostly because he never really did anything worth getting in trouble over.
So, while Luna guided him to the library and Madam Prince's office letting him in and closing and locking the door behind them, Harry was fantasizing about what was going to happen..
Madam Pince was waiting for them at a table. For a woman in her late forties, she usually looked rather luscious, and today was no different. Her shoulder-length hair fell onto her dark blue sweater that held back a phenomenally large pair of breasts, and her equally dark skirt was short as ever, showing off her black stockinged legs and heels nicely.
The way she leaned against the table, casually drumming her fingers on a polished wooden box sitting on the table, made Harry feel like he was being walked ever closer to his execution.
"Hello, Harry," Madam Pince said. "Please, take a seat."
"Yes, Madam Pince," He said, wanting to get this over with. He grabbed a chair and sat facing her.
Madam Pince just stood considering Harry, still drumming her nails on the wooden box. Was he supposed to talk first? Was she? Was she just going to stand there staring at Harry
When Madam Pince finally spoke, she didn't exactly take the angle Harry was expecting.
"Would it surprise you, Harry, if I told you that the school library didn't get very much respect?" Madam Pince asked.
"Y-yes?" Harry said, hoping that was the right answer.
"Then you're an optimist. That's not a bad thing, but not very productive either. No, this library doesn't get much respect. The school board doesn't care about us outside of the barest minimum of attention to make sure we have the textbooks the students need which are decades older than Professor Dumbledore" Madam Pince said.
"I'm sorry to hear that, but..." Harry nervously said. Harry almost gulped down the last words, not sure if he should say them, but then he added, "...what does that have to do with me?"
"Let her finish," Luna said.
Madam Pince put her hand on the younger girl's wrist. "Now, now, Luna, that's not very polite, is it?"
Rocking uncomfortably back and forth on her feet, Luna said, "I'm sorry, Madam Pince."
There was something strange in the way they looked at each other, an almost silent, animalistic communication passing between them.
"We'll address your interruption later," Madam Pince said, tersely.
If she knew she was being punished, Luna didn't let it show with the slight smile that crossed her lips, "I understand."
Madam Pince continued, "The greatest disrespect this library receives, though, is what the students do inside of it. They think because the library is dark and private that they can take drugs or worse, that they can use it in their private liaisons..."
She trailed off, staring Harry down, letting him stew in what he'd done.
"Harry, I can't begin to say how deeply disappointed in you I am," Madam Pince said. "I thought you, of all people, would understand all the hard work I do to make this place into a temple of learning. I never imagined that you would be like the others, disrespecting the library, disrespecting me... like I said, I'm disappointed and while I am upset and disappointed in you for disrespecting my library by messing around with Daphne Greengrass without even being so kind as to ask for my permission, you aren't in trouble. You're quite free to go at any time without any fear of repercussion, but if you decide to stay... we can use this as a learning experience," Madam Pince purred.
Though by this point he'd relaxed and had a good idea where things were going, it didn't hurt to ask, "What kind of learning experience?"
"The kind of learning experience that begins with you standing up and taking off all of your clothes and letting us get a good look at you, to see if you're all the rumors make you out to be. After that, it might get a little messy, but you're intimately familiar with this particular brand of mess, aren't you?" Madam Pince said plainly.
He thought it might've been that kind of learning experience, but it was nice having a confirmation. Madam Pince looked at Harry with what might've been hunger, while Luna's face had equal parts of fascination, skepticism, and discomfort on her face. That this might be an opportunity to be with the both of them was a surprising one; Harry had been with plenty of girls, an older woman, and in more threesomes than he could count, but never with an older woman and a girl his age. The prospect was equal parts intimidating and interesting, especially with Madam Pince effectively a teacher.
Harry decided to take off his shoes and socks and did as he was told, standing before Madam Pince and Luna. Heart beating faster for a very different reason than it was when he first stepped into the library, Harry pulled off his shirt.
"May I please see your cock, Harry?"
"Why do you want to see his cock?" Madam Pince asked.
"I want to see it so I can touch it. I want... I want it in my mouth. I want it in my pussy. I want you to fuck me raw, and I want to fuck you even harder than that. I want your hot cum all over me, in me, everywhere. I want to watch you do all of that to Madam Pince too. I want the three of us to fill the library with screams while I'm learning to unleash my slutty side," Luna said. Her words came out nervously at first, but the longer she talked the more confident she sounded.
Madam Pince smiled "We should probably stop your training for now Luna while we deal with Harry"
Luna smiled brightly, bending over a table. Madam Pince walked up behind her, caressing Luna's ass, slowly pulling her skirt up and over her pert, tight little ass.
Two things at once surprised Harry about this view:
First, that Luna wasn't wearing any panties.
Second, that Luna had the end of a butt plug sticking out of her ass.
That would explain why she looked so uncomfortable.
"How long has that been there?" Harry asked without thinking.
"Since before I had her go looking for you," Madam Pince said, grabbing the end of the plug and slowly pulling it out of Luna's ass. "And that was quite a while ago."
"He was harder to find than I expected. OH, FUCK ME!" Luna exclaimed as Madam Pince pulled a very large butt plug from her ass. Madam Pince marveled at the sex toy before setting it down on the table next to her polished wooden box.
"Well, you did find him, that is worth some commendation," Madam Pince said, running a finger down to Luna's pussy and stroking her slightly. Luna whimpered with pleasure, looking back over her shoulder at Madam Pince and Harry. Madam Pince continued, "Of course, you did interrupt me, and I said we would address that."
Madam Pince took her finger from Luna's pussy and opened up the polished wooden box on the table. Harry craned his neck and got a good look at a surprisingly comprehensive collection of high end sex toys. Madam Pince rooted around through them before settling on pulling out a bottle of lube and another butt plug and setting it down next to the first, showing it to be significantly larger.
Luna's eyes went wide at the presentation of this new toy, but not from fear. No, that was definitely a face of anticipation.
"Would you like to help with Luna's punishment, Harry?" Madam Pince asked, generously pouring some lube on the new plug.
"Sure," Harry said, walking up behind Luna. For a girl without much of an ass, what she had looked very nice. Tight, fit, the kind of ass that could go for a while. He wanted to touch her, but not wanting to draw Madam Pince's ire, he didn't. Instead he stared into Luna's eyes as she looked up at him with anticipation and primal want..
Having fully lubed the butt plug, Madam Pince gave it to Harry. "Until today, the one I pulled from her was the largest she's ever taken. Let's set a new record for her together."
Tentatively, Harry lined the cone-shaped toy up with Luna's ass, teasing it around her tight little hole. Even though she'd already had a sizable toy in there, you wouldn't know it for the modest resistance he felt. Still, Harry pushed the plug forward, relishing Luna's sharp intake of breath, the way she gripped the edge of the table slightly, that soft little moan as he pushed it in further.
"More, please," she whispered.
Harry didn't want to push it in more. What he wanted to do was pull off his pants, whip out his cock and fuck Luna's pussy and ass silly, spraying her down with his cum. The anticipation was killing him, but this new game was too hot not to enjoy. Harry pressed the plug in further, watching as her asshole stretched obscenely around it, enjoying the way she shuddered more intensely with each fraction of an inch her ass was stretched.
It almost didn't seem like she could take the last flared out portion of the base, it just seemed too wide, but with a yelp and a pop it slid into her ass, only the end of the plug sticking out.
"Very good," Madam Pince said. "Now, Luna, do you think you've learned your lesson about interrupting?"
"Oh, god yes, Madam Pince," Luna purred.
"And will you be interrupting me again?" Madam Pince said.
"Many times," Luna promised.
Madam Pince shook her head, an amused smile on her face. "Clearly, I've got a lot more to teach."
Clearly, Harry had underestimated how depraved the school librarian was.
Madam Pince gently grabbed Luna by the hips and coaxed her to stand up. With a plug this large inside of her, Luna was unsteady on her feet, but she followed the librarian's instructions eagerly, first turning around and then dropping to her knees. Looking down at her as she looked up at Harry hopefully, Luna looked so inviting. If she only moved forward another half a foot, she'd have been able to suck Harry's cock if it were out, but Harry was sure Madam Pince staged it this way for a reason.
Madam Pince walked behind Harry pressing her large, sweater-clad breasts against his back. Even through the sweater, he could feel her nipples, hard and thick like bullets pressed against him. Reaching around, Madam Pince rubbed his cock through his jeans.
"That got you excited, didn't it? Seeing her moaning and shaking like a whore as you pushed that toy into her?" Madam Pince whispered into his ear.
"Yes, that was definitely hot," Harry said.
"Good. Why don't we show Luna how hot you think it is?" Madam Pince proposed, reaching around to undo his belt, dropping his pants to the floor, then pulling down his underpants to join them. Harry's cock in all of its ten-inch-long, thick glory, stood out proudly, getting first a sound of approval from Madam Pince, and Luna's jaw actually dropping open. The precum at the tip was already flowing freely, a small drop of it even dripping slowly off the head in a strand.
"That can't... that can't be real," Luna said, gaping at it.
"Oh, I assure you, it is. Never underestimate a man based on his looks. Some of the most traditionally handsome men you'll find may boast a three inch dick or might not be able to get you off with a map and the best vibrator you'll find, while those you underestimate may have the skills of a sex god or a cock like this," Madam Pince said, reaching around, slowly, expertly jacking his cock.
Harry groaned. "I like to think I bring the skills and the cock. I'm... oh man that feels nice... I'm really proud of my abilities to make girls cum."
"And we intend to make use of both," Madam Pince said. Somehow, she leaned in closer, close enough to completely crush her breasts against his back, letting Harry know that she was still completely clothed and completely in charge while whispering huskily into his ear. "The thing I love about young guys like you is that you've got stamina to spare and can cum like fountains, and rest assured, I want your stamina and your cum. I want to train Luna, but I want what you've got, and I'm going to get that first, but I want you to last, and if you're going to last, we'll need to drain these balls of yours a little first. There's a lot of ways we could do this, but wouldn't me jacking you off until you drain them all over Luna's pretty little face be the most fun?"
"Yes," Harry agreed.
Madam Pince kissed the side of his neck. "Good boy."
To Luna, louder, she said, "Let down your hair and take off your dress, Luna."
Without question, Luna let down her bun, spilling golden locks that fell to her mid-back, then pulled her pretty little floral dress over her head. Her slender body with her B-cup tits, their pretty pink nipples pointed up at Harry, were a sight to behold. Her pussy had a faint rectangle of blonde hair above it, while her pussy lips, bright pink and engorged as thick as he had ever seen, were completely soaked. Her juices coated her thighs, some even dripping onto the floor.
"Doesn't she look luscious?" Madam Pince asked, jacking Harry more forcefully.
"Yes," Harry admitted. Wearing only her knee-high socks and black shoes, Luna was the very definition of luscious.
"You have no idea what this girl is capable of, what I've made her into. I don't think she's aware either, but trust me, today we'll both find out," Madam Pince whispered to Harry, punctuating her sentences with kisses to his neck that drove him wild.
"Madam Pince?" Luna asked.
"Yes?"
"Can I... can I suck him? Please? Pretty please?" Luna asked, her voice full of need.
"No. Right now, you're just going to kneel there and watch," Madam Pince said.
"But you can cum for me, my little slut in training. Cum for me right now" Madam Pince said, her breath hot against Harry's neck while his cock was close to bursting.
"I am, I am, I'M CUMMING! I'M CUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMIIIINNNGGGGG!" Luna wailed.
Her body was wracked by a powerful orgasm as she started to fingerfuck herself into oblivion, a flood of juices splashing on the floor around her fingers.
"Fuck!" Harry grunted at the sight as Madam Pince coaxed his own orgasm free and the first shot splashed against Luna's face, into her wide open, moaning mouth. Madam Pince was an expert at aiming, though, making sure the next two massive shots similarly hit her mouth and chin, one glancing off her cheek and hitting her glasses, while several more landed on her tits, cum rolling down her stomach, some of it even making it all the way down to her pussy while she still fingerfucked herself.
Madam Pince kept coaxing Harry still jacking him off until his flow began to sputter, the last few drops squeezing out onto her hand.
Once Harry was completely drained, Madam Pince stepped out from behind Harry, licking his cum off of her hand.
"I don't know what lesson you were teaching, but I like it," Harry admitted.
"A simple, but often hard discovered lesson, that the first time a boy cums will often be the shortest. That sometimes, in order to maximize your enjoyment, you'll need to get him off first, then get him going again for the main event," Madam Pince said.
"I can do that," Luna said, looking at the cum all over her in awe, running her fingers through it, licking some of them off rapturously.
"That has yet to be seen, but I have faith in you," Madam Pince said.
Harry stepped out of his pants and Madam Pince grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him over toward a couch.
"Luna, take one of the towels from the box and clean yourself up. I'm going to spend some time getting better acquainted with Harry. Once you're clean, I expect you to come right over here so we can continue your lessons," Madam Pince said, getting an approving coo from Luna.
Madam Pince tossed Harry onto the couch and sat down next to him. She was still fully clothed and Harry was still naked, and right now Harry wasn't sure she could've been any hotter.
She inched her short skirt higher, revealing more of her stockinged legs, then her creamy inner thighs, then uncontested proof that Luna wasn't the only one around here who didn't wear panties. A dark patch of hair framed thick, juicy lips and an intoxicating aroma Harry knew he wanted to become more familiar with.
"Care to show me what you are capable of?" Madam Pince asked.
"With pleasure," Harry said, reaching between her thighs and running his fingers up and down her wet slit. Madam Pince groaned approvingly as Harry explored her folds, applying pressure to her clit with his thumb and running light circles around it.
"Not a bad beginning," she said, undoing the buttons of her sweater one at a time, revealing her body and her massive bra-clad tits to Harry when she was done.
"Wow," Harry said as she tossed the sweater aside.
"Wow is right," she replied. Harry kept fingering her, enjoying the sounds she made, the way it made her body writhe with pleasure. Leaning back onto the couch, she rubbed her hands over her body, her hips rocking in time with his fingers.
"Would you like to see my tits?" she asked, rubbing the pronounced bumps through the black fabric of her bra. Harry nodded. She said, "Then come here."
She pulled Harry in close, leaning in so they were kissing. Her lips were soft and tender even if her intentions weren't, and they made out on the couch as if they were the only people in the world.
Madam Pince then removed her bra and Harry got to see her giant tits laid bare, the wide pink areola of her nipples, the points almost as long and thick as the first joint of his thumb. So, while Harry could've continued kissing her delectable lips, he instead leaned down, taking one of those wonderful nipples in his mouth, licking, sucking, nibbling, and enjoying her responses. She had very sensitive nipples, which when combined with him fingering her pussy led to some pretty great enjoyable results. Though she hadn't even cum yet, her juices soaked his hand.
Harry had gotten lost in sucking on her nipple, so lost he hadn't even noticed that Luna had snuck up on Madam Pince's other side, sucking on her other available tit. Her eyes locked on his as they did so, and for how deliciously obscene she looked she was so cute.
Harry couldn't help himself. He leaned in, kissing Luna around Madam Pince's nipple. They then broke away, kissing each other. While Madam Pince's kisses were slow and sensual, Luna's were energetic and passionate, her tongue darting into his mouth, dueling with his. That Harry never stopped fingering Madam Pince through all of this was something of a minor miracle.
"Alright, that's enough of that, for now," Madam Pince said, breaking them apart. She got up from the couch, guided Luna away and leaned Harry down flat on his back.
"Are you ready for two lessons at once?" Madam Pince asked.
"Definitely," Luna replied.
"Good," Madam Pince said, not giving Harry much time to wonder what two lessons might entail before she pulled up her skirt, straddled his head and sat on his face. Far from the first time a woman sat on his face, Harry knew to get to work, discovering with his mouth that her pussy was every bit as juicy as his fingers discovered. Harry devoured her voraciously, loving her flavor and licking up every drop I could. Considering the way she was flowing, that task meant he would likely be licking her for a while.
"First lesson, oh, yeah, right there Harry, good boy... Your first lesson, Luna, is to ensure your pleasure. While Harry here is no doubt, mmmm, fuck that's nice, while Harry's no doubt a very considerate lover, and is very, very good at eating pussy, you won't always guarantee every man you're with is that way on his own. Only go with a man who promises pleasure, but make sure he holds to that promise, make sure he makes you cum at least once before you allow him inside you. Penetrative sex alone is never a guarantee for an orgasm, and you don't want him saying he's 'too worn out' to attend to your pleasure after he's filled you with cum," Madam Pince said.
"I understand, Madam Pince, thank you," Luna said. From the sounds he heard, Harry was pretty sure that Luna was attending to her own needs quite efficiently with a vibrator right now. "And what is my second lesson?"
"I could bend over right now and take Harry in a 69," Madam Pince boasted. "But... ooh, that's a nice spot, Harry, put that tongue in deeper. Deeper, I said! Yeah, like that. He liked it when I talked about sucking his cock, but that would rob you of a valuable learning experience. I've seen you take strapons nearly this big, but are you prepared to deepthroat this giant fucking cock?"
"I thought you'd never ask," Luna said confidently, and though Harry couldn't see it, he felt wet warmth envelop his cock as Luna took him in her mouth. For a girl with as limited experience as she had, she did an amazing job, taking almost half of his length in one bob before opening her throat up and forcing the rest of him down. The tightness was insane, and if Harry weren't at full hardness before, he was sure he got that way in Luna's throat. She bobbed up and down, coached on rhythm and technique by Madam Pince the entire way.
"Mmm, you're both doing such a good job, such a good job, that's a nice fucking blowjob, keep going on him like that, but not too hard, no, can't have him cumming, can't make him cum, not until we've fucked properly, not until, oh merlin, so close, keep going Harry, right there, keep eating, keep licking, keep doing whatever you're doing, right there, right there, RIGHT FUCKING THERE, FUCK, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING!"
A flood of juices filled his mouth and covered his face as Madam Pince came, her body writhing above Harry as she was jolted and rocked by the heavy orgasm. Harry would have loved to have joined her and filled Luna's sweet, talented mouth with his cum, but he wasn't that close yet.
She said she wanted him first, and Harry didn't want to disappoint.
"That's enough for now, Luna, you've done well," Madam Pince said, climbing off of Harry. He did not know which sight was more beautiful, seeing Luna's mouth stretched around his cock or looking up at Madam Pince through the valley of her massive tits, flush from her orgasm, her face a mask of pure satisfaction.
Luna let his cock plop free from her mouth. "Thank you, Madam Pince."
Madam Pince guided Harry off the couch and she pulled up her skirt and laid down on her back on the couch.
"I'm not going to mince my words. I want you to fuck me, Harry, and I want you to watch us while you fuck yourself silly with that vibrator, alright Luna?"
"Yes, Madam Pince," Luna said.
"And Luna?"
"Yes?"
"Take the plug out," Madam Pince commanded.
"Why? Have I been suitably punished?"
"Not yet, but we can address that later. I want you to take it out now, the reasons why will become apparent when it's your turn with harry," Madam Pince said.
I'm not entirely sure if there were words hidden in Luna's squeal of glee but there were definitely words in her moan as she removed the butt plug.
"Oh, FUCK!"
Luna could've been screaming about a coming stampede for all Harry cared at the moment, all he knew was that he was standing over Madam Pince and she wanted him to fuck her. Though it was awkward climbing on top of her on the couch, she was able to wrap her legs around him as he lined his cock up with her pussy lips.
"Do it. Push inside. Fuck me" she moaned.
"You want it, you got it," Harry replied, pressing inside. Her pussy welcomed him, tight and warm and wet and with little resistance. One thrust buried six inches in her, while the other one took him all the way to the root.
"Mmmmm, I haven't had a cock this big in years," Madam Pince moaned.
Harry didn't have anything to say in comparison, so instead he just started fucking into her. They developed a long, slow pace, feeding his cock at almost its entire length into her pussy with each stroke. For all the insanity of what had just happened with the three of them, the slow intimacy of the act, looking down into her eyes as he fucked her, the way she looked up at Harry, the soft kisses they exchanged as they fucked, it was something else entirely.
Luna cried out, her body wracked with another orgasm as she continued thrusting her vibrator in and out of her cunt.
"Fuck, this is so hot... when will it be my turn?" she whined.
"Patience, Luna, god, keep going," Madam Pince said, too lost in her own pleasure to even chastise Luna.
Harry smiled as he fucked down into the librarian. "Do this often?"
"What? Fuck my students?" Madam Pince asked.
"Yeah," He grunted.
"Not as much as I'd, oh merlin, like, but... keep going."
"I am."
"When a girl's calling is disrespected and she's not getting any at home, she, yes, right there, she has to make her own fun. I never met anyone quite like Luna before this, fuck, year, though. She's something special," Madam Pince said.
"Thank you, Madam Pince," Luna said, looking at us with awe in her eyes. Whether or not it was because of the show they were putting on or because praise was something she didn't get from Madam Pince very often, Harry couldn't say, but it was a good look on her.
"Keep going, keep going, keep going," Madam Pince repeated, her voice a low repeating mantra, her body shuddering. Harry was getting close to a second shot too, but he was hopeful that he could make her cum one more-
"FUCK!" she cried, pulling Harry close as she bucked up against him, her body pulling him close, forcing him deeper as he was driven over the edge. Harry came inside of her, filling her tight, quivering pussy with cum. It was a violent, sudden pleasure, one that swept over him and threatened to tear consciousness away, but a delicious, wonderful one he didn't want to lose either. Even as his cock became oversensitive, Harry still thrust in, making sure she got every last drop.
They kissed again, tenderly, a simple, soft gesture that capped off a nice, slow fuck. Harry then climbed off of her, unsteadily rolling until he sat further down the couch. He looked down at his cum leaking from her stretched pussy lips, Madam Pince playing idly with it with her fingers, scooping some up and taking a long, languorous taste.
It was a nice show, one that almost distracted Harry from Luna crawling between his legs and taking his semi-softened cock between her lips. Her relative inexperience was more than compensated for by Madam Pince's training and her own enthusiasm, but so soon after another powerful orgasm and it wasn't doing very much.
"He's going to require more than that if you want to get him hard for another go," Madam Pince said, still lounging on the couch, playing with herself and his cum.
"I understand, Madam Pince, I was only really hoping for the opportunity to fuck him after you were finished," Luna said, almost pouting.
"I'll get it up again, I just need a minute or two," Harry said.
"See?" Madam Pince said. "The great thing about young guys; is they may lack experience, but they've got gas in the tank to spare. Would it make you feel better, Luna if I got him hard again for you a little faster?"
"That would be lovely," Luna said.
"Then get me the bottle of lube," Madam Pince said, finally climbing off of the couch. She took Luna's place kneeling between his legs, slowly sucking his cock, lovingly treating the head with her tongue. Once Luna retrieved the bottle of lube, Madam Pince spread a generous amount on her tits, playfully grazing his cock with one of her erect nipples.
"I like where this is going," Harry said.
"Most men do," Madam Pince replied, surrounding his cock with her massive tits. She pressed them together around his cock, rubbing them up and down so that it almost disappeared with every stroke, sometimes only its head peeking through as she tipped her head and sucked and licked the tip.
"Now, with endowments as limited as yours, Luna, this won't exactly be a viable option. You'll have to come up with a strategy that works best for you for getting him hard again, but with a tight little body like yours, I don't imagine that should prove too taxing," Madam Pince said as she tittyfucked Harry. As many times as he had it, Harry didn't think he would ever get tired of tittyfucking a woman with huge tits, especially when there was an audience as receptive as Luna.
"Thank you, Madam Pince," she said, looking on in awe as Madam Pince slowly got Harry back to full hardness. Taken by the scene, she leaned in and gave Madam Pince a passionate kiss on the lips, a kiss that Madam Pince was all too eager to return without breaking stride in her tittyfuck. If they meant to put on a show that would make Harry fully hard again, they were off to a good start, but the way Madam Pince whispered into Luna's ear after their intense kissing, Harry knew they had more in mind.
Eagerly, Luna climbed up onto the couch above Harry straddling him and then lowering herself onto his face. If she wanted what Madam Pince got earlier, Harry was only too happy to oblige it as he ate out her tight little cunt. He would've thought it impossible that anyone could ever be wetter than Madam Pince was, but Luna gave her a run for her money. Her tight little lips and thighs were utterly soaked from the countless orgasms she'd had at the end of her hands and vibrator while Madam Pince and Harry played with each other, and Harry was fine lapping as much of it up while bringing her close to another orgasm.
With Madam Pince tittyfucking Harry and Luna sitting on his face, Harry probably could've died a happy man, but Madam Pince had other designs. She probably waited until the exact moment when he was hard and Luna was close to an orgasm before she said, "Luna, his cock is ready. Climb on and give him the ride of your life."
Luna moaned in disappointment that she wouldn't finish on his face, but by this point, she was so desperate for his cock that Harry didn't think that disappointment would last for long. Madam Pince let his cock go, sitting beside Harry on the couch as Luna lowered herself down onto him. At first, she rubbed her pussy lips up and down his cock, getting a sense of his girth, moaning softly as she ran her clit over every inch of him, before teasing the tip inside.
Harry enjoyed Luna's wide eyes and even wider mouth as she sunk lower and lower onto his cock.
"HOLY FUCK! GODDAMN! FUCK THAT'S GOOD!" she cried out, slowly taking more and more of what he had.
"It's pretty wonderful, isn't it?" Madam Pince said.
"There are, FUCK! There are no words for this, I'm, oh god, it's so good, fuck, I can't see how you couldn't be fucking something like this all the time!" Luna exclaimed, bottoming out as their hips met. Harry chose this moment to look down and see that glorious sight as her pussy lips stretched to the max around the root of his cock. As ever, it was an awesome sight to behold.
Luna squirmed in his lap, beginning to fuck up and down. She didn't take much at first, and every time she dropped down she let out a little squeak, of surprise, of pleasure, Harry couldn't say, but it made her bite her lip and smile devilishly each time she did so.
While she rode Harry he grabbed her hips, fucking into her in the same pace that she fucked him. Between the two of them, they established a pace where she took more than half of his cock with each bounce, her squeaks becoming moans of pleasure. At first she tried to maintain a balance, grabbing her tits and pinching her nipples while Harry held onto her hips, but the more furious their fuck became, the harder this became. Eventually she fell against Harry, holding onto him tight and fucking him with more abandon while they kissed and made out with each other. Harry suckled on her nipples whenever the opportunity presented itself, but those chances were few and far between the more confident she got in her bouncing.
Worked up as she was, it wasn't long before Luna came on his cock, her pussy spasming almost as harshly as her body. She fell against Harry with a cry of pure ecstasy, falling still for a moment before her hips began to rock slowly again. Luna may have looked cute but get her started and she was a fucking sex machine. She barely needed any recharge time as soon she was giving Harry the savage fuck she'd been building to ever since he stepped inside the door.
Now, Harry would freely admit during all of this that he had lost track of Madam Pince. While it was difficult to ignore a woman of her skill and body, the way Luna was dominating Harry it was hard to be aware of all of his surroundings. He was vaguely aware that Madam Pince had gotten up from the couch, and that she was hanging around her box of toys, but he couldn't have said what she was actually doing.
When she came over as Luna was preparing for another orgasm, Harry got a pretty good idea of how busy she'd been. Madam Pince had ditched her skirt, now wearing only her heels, stockings and garter belt, but was also wearing a brand new addition: a large black strapon.
She placed her hands on Luna's shoulders. "Luna, stand."
"But... I'm so close..." Luna whined.
"After all we've done today, do you really want to disobey me?" Madam Pince threatened.
"No," Luna pouted, begrudgingly standing up his cock pulled out of her, and it took all Harry had not to complain like Luna for how close he was, but when Madam Pince turned her around, Harry started to get an idea of what she had in mind. Luna was a bit slower, but she eyed Madam Pince's strap-on with some awe, running her fingers up and down it.
"Now be a good girl and sit on Harry's cock. I've been training your ass for some time now, but I think you're overdue for a real cock in there," Madam Pince said, her voice full of pride for Luna.
Luna looked first from her, then to Harry with what might've been the most excited face he had ever seen. For that matter, it's entirely possible he was making a face a lot like it as she lowered her tight, cute ass toward his cock.
His cock split her wide open, Luna's screams of pleasure filling the room with more volume than it had likely ever had. Her ass was insanely tight, but for all of her struggle, she kept sitting down on Harry, taking inch after inch, grunting and cursing and moaning until she got the whole thing down.
"Nicely done, Luna," Madam Pince said.
"Thank you, Madam Pince," Luna said.
"I'd just like to take a moment to thank both of you, because, fuck this is nice," Harry said, running his hands up and down Luna's body. He grabbed her tits, massaging them lightly as he squeezed her nipples, pulling her down onto him so they could kiss.
"Very nice," Luna agreed.
Madam Pince laughed. "If you think that's nice, wait until you see what I've got planned."
She leaned over Luna and Harry, lining up the strapon with Luna's pussy. Harry felt distinct pressure and weight against him as Madam Pince settled on top of both of them, her strapon invading Luna. The tiny girl took it like a champ; a groaning, moaning, screaming champ, but a champ all the same as Madam Pince buried the dildo deep in her pussy. The whole time this was happening, Madam Pince looked deep into Harry's eyes, the look of lust on her face imparting one simple message to him: that she was in charge here.
Since this was her library and all, Harry was good with that arrangement.
What came next was nothing more than an intense, crazed sexual melee as Madam Pince and Harry pounded Luna's pussy and ass for all they were worth, with Luna more or less only along for the ride at this point. For a while her screams of pleasure filled the air, but after who only knows how many orgasms, she was content more with falling back onto Harry breathing heavily and occasionally kissing him or Madam Pince or just sucking on one of Madam Pince's massive tits. Luna did this through half-lidded eyes, so completely lost to the pleasure that she was barely there anymore.
Harry wasn't all that far off from her either.
"Fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum," Harry muttered.
Madam Pince stared into his eyes, only fucking Luna harder at his pronouncement. "Do it. Fill her ass. Fill her ass with cum."
"Do it, do it, please," Luna moaned.
That was all Harry needed. With a single, final grunt, Harry came in Luna's ass, filling her with shot after shot of cum.
Almost as one, the three of them disengaged from each other, collapsing onto the couch. With Luna on his left and Madam Pince on his right, an arm wrapped around each of them, Harry felt like the fucking king of the world. Or, in this case, the library,
Still, there was no denying who the library truly belonged to. Madam Pince pulled his head to hers, kissing him deeply.
"I trust there will be no more disrespect to my library?" Madam Pince asked.
"No, Madam Pince," Harry replied, then thinking quickly he added, "Not unless you're part of it."
She smiled at Harry wolfishly. "You're catching on. Luna's lessons, after all, are far from finished, and I think we could use a partner for some of the more advanced lessons. Any objections, Luna?"
"None whatsoever," she said, running a hand up his chest.
Author Note Reviews are greatly appreciated. I read them all and try and respond as much as possible. I want to hear all of your ideas and suggestions. I would love to try and incorporate any kinks you have with the characters into the story.