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Monica shut her eyes and inhaled deeply, shoving the shame from her thoughts. She raised herself up and slowly lowered herself onto Harry's granite-hard cock, feeling it fill and stretch her in ways she had only ever experienced with him. Her slick entrance welcomed his girth as she sank down, enveloping him with her warmth.

"Unghhhh," Monica moaned, her voice shaky from the delicious sensation of being full.

Harry lay back on the bed, his head propped up by pillows just inches away from Mrs. Granger's tits. Monica sat on top of him, her knees digging into the mattress on either side of his hips as leaned forward, her hands planted on the mattress next to his head for balance. The position allowed her to take control, setting the pace as she rocked back and forth.

Harry's hands slid over Mrs. Granger's curvy hips, gripping her round ass tightly as they began to move together in a slow, steady pace of fucking.

"Oooohhh, yeah," he grunted, his fingers digging into the bouncy flesh, leaving faint red marks.

Harry could feel every inch he had inside her and it was taking all his willpower not to start hammering away.

"Fuck, Mrs. Granger, I've been wanting to fuck you all week."

Monica's inner muscles clenched around Harry's cock as she picked up the pace, grinding against him. She usually enjoyed dirty talk during sex, but hearing it from Harry made her uneasy. He would always call her "Mrs. Granger" and it stirred up conflicting feelings inside her.

On one hand, it brought out a forbidden excitement in her, the part of her that reveled in the thrill and naughtiness of being with her daughter's friend, someone young enough to be her son. Yet it also made her feel more guilty than ever. A reminder of the taboo nature of their relationship and the shame that weighed heavily on her mind.

Monica did her best to ignore it as she rolled her hips back and forth in a steady rhythm, her slick pussy clinging to Harry, hungry for more of his throbbing hardness as she bounced on top of him. She could feel the veiny shaft sliding in and out of her, his swollen head nudging against her G-spot with every thrust.

Harry looked up at the stunning MILF above him. He couldn't take his eyes off her. It was such an incredible sight, watching Hermione's mum ride his cock. Her flushed cheeks when their eyes met and her tits flopping up and down. He squeezed her ass tighter and his hips began to move in time with her, pumping off the bed as they continued to fuck.

"Merlin, your cunt is so wet!"

"Don't... don't say things like that," Monica said weakly.

"But it is, Mrs. Granger. You're so hot and wet. Fucking you is the best!"

Monica leaned forward, grinding harder so her clit rubbed against Harry's pubic bone with every thrust. She reached down to rub it, her fingers slipping easily through the wetness as she circled the sensitive nub.

"Ooohhhhh!"

"Do you like riding my cock?"

Monica could only moan in response, the sensations were overwhelming, sending sparks of ecstasy coursing through her body.

"C'mon, Mrs. Granger, say it."

"Y-yes!" Monica admitted breathlessly, somewhat embarrassed. "I…I love riding your cock!"

Harry thrust his hips upwards with increasing force, driving his length deeper into her. She was nice and tight, and he could feel every bit of it as her pussy clung to him, her slick walls pulsating with each thrust, creating an amazing suction feeling on his cock.

Monica threw her head back letting out a low, guttural moan as she rocked her hips faster. The sensation of having Harry inside her was like wildfire, spreading and intensifying more and more every second. Harry grabbed the bottom of her nightgown, tugging it up and over her chest revealing her naked tits to him again. Monica eagerly helped him strip it off, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside, leaving herself completely exposed as she continued to ride him. The overwhelming pleasure was beginning to drown out the nagging guilt that had been weighing on her mind.

"You look so good naked, Mrs. Granger."

"Do I?" Monica giggled in response.

"Oh, fuck, yeah. Merlin, look at those gorgeous tits!"

Monica felt a blush spread across her cheeks as she accepted the compliment with a rush of confidence and pride. She had worked hard to shed some weight and tone up during her time in Australia after feeling insecure on the beach with her stretch marks and sagging tits. Though her husband no longer seemed interested in her body, it was nice to know that someone still found her attractive.

Especially someone like Harry, who was attractive, rich, twenty years younger than her, and had beautiful girls his own age throwing themselves at him.

"You're so great, letting me fuck you. I bet none of the guys I know ever get to fuck their friend's mum's like this."

The words spilled from Harry's mouth, hot and heavy with lust.

Monica just groaned in response; her mind too clouded with the pleasure of the sex. Harry wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her flat against his chest.

"And even if they do, none of their mums are as hot as you!" Harry continued as he took control completely, pounding up into her. "Hermione's got the hottest mum in the world. And I'm fucking her!"

Monica buried her face in his neck. Her entire body felt like it was on fire.

"Say it, Mrs. Granger!" Harry demanded, his thrusts becoming more urgent.

"You...you're fucking me, Harry. You're fucking your friend's Mummy!" Monica gasped out the confession, unable to contain herself any longer as she surrendered completely to the intense sex.

Harry's breath started coming in labored gasps as he grunted with each thrust, burying himself deeper inside Hermione's mother. It always made him feel hot and illicit to mumble filthy reminders that he was fucking her, but hearing those words come from her own lips was even better. He could feel his climax building, bubbling up from deep within. Normally, he could last much longer, but perhaps due to the alcohol, he was just about done.

"Ohhhh! Mrs. Granger," he groaned, "I'm cumming! Ooooohhhhhhh, fuck!"

Monica's nails dug into his shoulders as his cockhead erupted like a volcano. She could feel every pulse inside her, each jerk firing out thick hot ropes of cum that painted her walls. Determined to trigger her own, she continued riding him through his orgasm, grinding against him in a desperate attempt to find her own release. But it wasn't to be. She couldn't quite reach the peak before Harry's orgasm ended.

"That was amazing," Harry panted, basking in the afterglow of having fucked his friend's mother again.

Monica slowly rolled off of him, her pussy reluctantly releasing his cock, letting it slip out with a wet squelch. She slid a hand down to her throbbing center loving the feeling of his warm, sticky cum leaking out of her tight folds. It had been years since she last experienced that feeling.

They lay in silence together for a few minutes before Harry spoke up again.

"Did you like that?" he asked.

Monica hesitated before answering. She had enjoyed it, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"I didn't get to cum," she finally admitted softly.

"Oh. I'm sorry, Mrs. Granger. I'll get you off."

Monica smiled at him; that was one thing she adored about her secret rendezvous with Harry. He always made sure she was satisfied too.

Harry sat up on his elbows, mulling over an idea.

"I would eat your pussy, but..." he trailed off, and she nodded understandingly. She was full of his cum, so she didn't expect him to go down on her.

"Just give me a minute and we can fuck again."

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