Draco felt the heat on his loins. His eyes fluttered open as he immediately searched for the reason behind it. His eyes went downwards and he blearily witnessed the cause of the wet heat.
"Cissa." He moaned out. The blonde bombshell of a woman was sucking his glans like the vixen she was. Her eyes were glistening with amusement as she bobbed her head on her son's six and half inch cock.
Narcissa looked up with a smirk, her crimson lips smearing precum. "You're awake, darling?" she cooed sweetly, stroking the length of his shaft with her delicate hand.
Draco nodded, his eyes glazed with desire. He reached down to cup her cheek, the silky skin feeling like heaven under his palm. "I am," he murmured, his voice hoarse from sleep and arousal.
Narcissa took his length back into her mouth, sucking with renewed vigor. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing the slit before diving down to the base of his shaft. Draco's moans grew louder, filling the quiet room with the sweet symphony of their shared passion. Her hand massaged his balls, rolling them gently as she took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each bob of her head. The wet sounds of her sucking echoed, mingling with the rustling of the bedsheets.
He watched her, his chest rising and falling with each sharp intake of breath. Her hair cascaded down like a golden waterfall around her face, the strands sticking to her cheeks with the effort of her task. Draco's eyes rolled back in his head as she took him deeper, her throat constricting around his thickness.
"C-Cissa," he stuttered, his fingers tightening in her hair. He could feel the tension in his balls, the pressure building like a storm threatening to break.
Narcissa's eyes fluttered open, a knowing smirk playing on her lips as she pulled away, her mouth glistening with his essence. "You like that, don't you?" she whispered, her voice a seductive purr.
Draco could only nod, his breathing ragged as he tried to form coherent words. "More," he begged, his voice hoarse and desperate.
Narcissa complied, eager to please her son. She took him back into her warm, welcoming mouth, her tongue flicking against the underside of his cock as she moved with renewed enthusiasm. The sound of her slurping filled the room, mixing with Draco's moans of pleasure. His hips bucked upward, meeting her mouth in a rhythm that grew more frenzied by the second. Her nails gently scraped his inner thighs, leaving a trail of goosebumps as she worked her way closer to his swollen balls.
"Narcissa," Draco moaned, the sound of her name on his lips like a prayer. She looked up, her eyes locking with his, the fire of lust burning in their depths. Her movements grew faster, more intense, her cheeks hollowing with every suck.
The sound of her moaning grew louder, vibrating around his shaft. Draco's eyes rolled back in his head, his moans becoming more frequent and desperate. Narcissa's hand slipped between his legs, her slender fingers playing with his tight entrance. She knew just how much he liked it, and she was eager to push him over the edge.
"You're so close," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "Let it go, baby."
With a final, guttural groan, Draco did just that. Narcissa felt his cock swell in her mouth, and then the hot, sticky release flooded her, filling her mouth with his salty seed. She swallowed eagerly, her eyes never leaving his, savoring every drop. The muscles in his abdomen tightened and spasmed as he came, his hips bucking uncontrollably. She gripped his cock firmly with her hand, not wanting to miss a single drop of his essence.
When his orgasm finally subsided, Draco collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily. Narcissa climbed up, straddling his hips and planting a soft kiss on his sweat-dampened forehead. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice filled with a warm, motherly affection that made his heart swell with love.
With a cheeky grin, she took his now-softened cock back into her mouth, teasing him with gentle licks and nibbles until it began to swell once more. Draco's eyes grew wide with surprise as he watched her, his body already craving more of her touch. It didn't take long before he was fully erect again, his cock pulsing with need against her velvety tongue.
Narcissa sat back on her heels, a look of satisfaction on her face as she admired her handiwork. "Ready for more?" she purred, her hand stroking his length with a firm grip that had him nodding eagerly. She got up, her voluptuous body swaying as she reached for the next act.
Straddling him once again, she positioned herself above his aching member, her slick folds parting as she lowered herself down. The head of Draco's cock brushed against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She threw her head back, her hair cascading down her back like a golden waterfall, as she took his thickness inside her. Inch by inch, she sank down, her walls stretching to accommodate him, until he was buried to the hilt.
Draco's eyes widened at the feeling of his mother's tight warmth enveloping him. He reached up to cup her breasts, feeling the weight of them in his palms. Her nipples were pebbled and hard, begging for attention. He gave them a gentle pinch, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. Narcissa's eyes fluttered shut, a soft moan escaping her lips as she began to ride him. Her hips moved in a slow, rhythmic dance, grinding against him as she sought her own release.
"Oh, Draco," she moaned, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and reverence as she took his full length. "You feel so good inside me." Draco groaned in response, his eyes never leaving hers as she began to pick up the pace, her movements growing more urgent. The wet slap of their bodies echoed through the room, a testament to their passion.
"You're so fucking tight," Draco panted, his hands sliding down to her hips as he watched her move above him. Narcissa's moans grew louder, her eyes never leaving his as she took him deeper. "Draco," she gasped, saying his name like a benediction. "You fill me so completely."
Her words were like a spell, inciting a primal need within him to claim her fully. He sat up, his cock still buried inside her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her down, their bodies melding together as he began to thrust upward, meeting her rhythm. "You're so wet for me, Cissa," he murmured into her ear, his voice thick with desire. "It's like you're made for this."
Her breath hitched, her pussy clenching around him. "Yes," she whispered, her voice a breathy moan. "I am. Only for you." She leaned back, arching her spine as he hit that perfect spot deep inside her. The tension grew, a tight coil of pleasure in her belly. "Fuck me harder," she demanded, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Make me come around your cock."
Draco complied, his hips moving faster, each thrust harder than the last. "You're mine," he growled, his eyes never leaving hers. "Mine to fuck whenever I want."
Their bodies were slick with sweat, the scent of sex heavy in the air. Narcissa threw her head back, her hair a golden curtain that framed her flushed face. "Oh, Draco," she moaned. "You're so big, so deep."
His hands gripped her hips tightly, his thumbs tracing the delicate skin of her pelvis as he drove into her. "You're going to come for me," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I can feel it."
Her walls tightened around him, a silent affirmation of his words. "Yes," she hissed. "Yes, Draco. I'm going to come for you."
With one final, powerful thrust, Narcissa shattered, her orgasm ripping through her like a bolt of lightning. She screamed his name, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Draco's eyes widened as he watched her climax, the sight pushing him over the edge as well. He buried his face in her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin as he came, filling her with his hot seed.
They stayed like that for a moment, both panting, their hearts racing in unison. Narcissa's walls milked him, her body still pulsing with aftershocks. Draco's chest heaved, his arms trembling with the effort of holding her up. He kissed her neck, her jaw, her collarbone, his breath hot and ragged against her skin.
"You're so fucking good, Cissa," he murmured, his voice a gruff whisper. "So tight, so perfect."
Her eyes snapped open, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Is that all you've got?" she challenged, her voice breathless.
He lifted his head to meet her gaze, his own smile matching hers in its intensity. "You want more?"
"Always," she breathed.
Her words were all the encouragement Draco needed. He pulled out, leaving her pussy quivering in his wake. He rolled her over onto her stomach, his hands caressing the soft, plush curves of her ass as he positioned himself behind her. Narcissa pushed her hips up, her cheeks spreading slightly to reveal her glistening pink hole. He kissed the small of her back, his tongue tracing the line of her spine as he positioned his cock at her entrance.
With a single, firm thrust, Draco plunged back into her, his cock disappearing into her depths. Narcissa's gasp was muffled by the pillow she had buried her face in, her body arching as he claimed her from behind. His hips slammed into her, the force of his movements shaking the bed. The headboard thumped against the wall in time with their rhythm, a steady beat that grew louder with each passing second.
Their breaths grew harsher, their skin sticking together with sweat as they moved as one.
For not the first time in life, Draco thanked himself for doing the dark rituals which had pushed his body beyond normal levels. Atleast, something good had come out during the Dark Lord's regime. The ritual's effect certainly showed when he fucked Cissa. And he was glad that they showed. He didn't think that he was ever going to get enough of her.
Her moans grew louder with every thrust, and the sound of their skin slapping together filled the room. Draco could feel his climax approaching, a warmth spreading through his balls. He reached around, his hand finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, feeling her get wetter and wetter with every pass.
"Oh, Draco," Narcissa moaned into the pillow, her voice muffled but no less intense. "Yes, right there. Don't stop."
He didn't. He rubbed her clit harder and faster, his cock plunging in and out of her like a piston. The room was a symphony of their moans and the wet slap of their bodies. Draco felt like a god, claiming his mother in a way that was both primal and beautifully twisted.
As Narcissa's moans grew more frantic, Draco knew she was close. He reached up with his other hand, grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her head back. "You're going to come for me, Cissa," he growled. "You're going to scream my name."
Her eyes snapped open, looking back at him in the mirror with a mix of pleasure and challenge. "Is that what you want?" she panted. "You want to hear me scream?"
"More than anything," he replied, his voice raw with need.
With a final, desperate moan, Narcissa's body tensed. She threw her head back, her eyes squeezing shut as an orgasm ripped through her. Draco watched her in the mirror, the sight of her coming undone by his touch sending him over the edge. He thrust into her one last time, burying his cock deep as he released his own orgasm.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies tangled together. Draco's chest heaved with exertion, his heart racing like a stallion. Narcissa's body was limp, her breaths coming in soft, shaky gasps. He pulled out, watching as his cum slipped from her pussy, a testament to their union.
"Fuck," Draco murmured, collapsing beside her. "That was..."
"Astounding," Narcissa finished, her voice a whisper. She rolled over to face him, a satisfied smile on her lips. "I never knew it could be like this."
They lay there for a moment, their eyes locked as they caught their breath. Draco leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her swollen lips. The taste of her was still on his mouth, and he never wanted it to leave. "I love you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
Narcissa's eyes searched his, looking for any hint of doubt. But all she saw was love, raw and unbridled. "I love you too, Draco," she said, her voice a soft sigh. "More than anything."
"C'mon, you need to visit Gringotts today. I don't think, I can handle another round." Narcissa grumbled with a huff as she felt the ache in her cunt subside. She was feeling sore from all the fucking and everything.