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Chapter 7

Harry read over his notes before putting them back into his desk. Gabrielle certainly did a good job of keeping his things organized. Looks like he would be getting a new client today. Narcissa Malfoy of all people! It had been a while since he'd seen the blonde MILF. He was sure he'd enjoy himself. From what he remembered, she was a good-looking woman. He smiled before getting back to work.

Later that day, he walked into his work area to find the MILF in question sitting on a comfortable leather chair waiting for him. She certainly was a sexy thing. She was wearing what appeared to be a sundress that was knee-length but was riding up her legs while she sat. She had on high heels that matched her dress. All in all, she looked pretty good.

"Greetings Mrs. Malfoy. The dressing room is right over there," he pointed to the room. "Let me know if you need any help," he stated before ushering her into the room. She nodded and went about her business.

Narcissa walked into the changing room with her heart pounding in her chest. She had finally worked up the courage to schedule an appointment with Potter. Several of her friends had recommended that she at least try out his services. All of them absolutely raved about it. If they were to be believed, his hands were the greatest thing since the summoning charm! She wasn't opposed to sampling the goods, so to speak, but was just nervous. Potter and her family didn't have the best track record when it came to dealing with one another. They claimed that it didn't matter, and he would accept her as a client either way.

It had taken her months to work up the nerve. She hadn't been touched intimately in several years and was near her breaking point. If she didn't get some kind of relief, she would end up grabbing the first good-looking man off the street and fucking him right then and there! She followed her friends' recommendations. She called Potter's Veela chippy and scheduled the earliest appointment possible. Then she made sure to get a manicure and pedicure, and used Madam Sleekeazy's hair removal cream all over her body. Her friends said that that was a must! They said it amplified the pleasure. Narcissa needed all the pleasure that she could get!

On the day of her appointment, she nearly had a fit! She was so nervous that she began hyperventilating. Eventually, she was able to calm herself and get ready. She looked at her nude body in a full-length mirror. She looked good for a woman of her age. 'Better than my friends at least,' she thought savagely. Her legs were long and shapely and looked silky smooth. Her hips were wide and inviting. She had heard one guy say that she had childbearing hips. She wanted to curse him until she found out that it was in fact, a compliment. Her waist was slender, and her stomach was still flat. Giving her chest a little shake, she smirked when she saw her perky breasts jiggle slightly. She had been treating them with a special cream to keep them firm and perky. Galleons well spent in her opinion. She did her best to make sure they were the focal point of any outfit that she wore. They were her best feature after all! Her breasts were large and created a wonderful crevice of cleavage when supported properly.

Narcissa ran her hand down her body and over her hairless mound. She gasped when her fingers brushed against her bald slit. It had been so long that she even bothered to shave down there. It was getting no use anyway so what was the point. However, now it felt extra sensitive! Just thinking about what would happen that day was bringing her to the verge of orgasm. She bit her lip and licked the oily dew from her fingers. Good things come to those who wait.

Now that she was in the dressing room, her wait was nearly over. She pulled the thin straps off her shoulders and let the dress fall to her feet. She stepped out of it and folded it neatly. Putting it aside, she grabbed one of the big, soft towels provided to her. She sat down and pulled the high heels from her feet. Standing back up, she looked at her nude body one last time before going out there. Nodding at what she saw, she wrapped the towel around her body and left the room.

Harry was patiently waiting for Narcissa to had everything ready for her. Unbeknownst to her, a client of his who happened to be good friends with the blonde MILF told him about her lack of stimulation for the last number of years. She asked Harry if he could make sure that she got her money's worth. He would do just that. Harry had just got a new upgraded oil from his supplier. It was the same oil as before, but with an added pleasure enhancer. Narcissa would be the first to try it.

He watched the sexy, older woman exit his changing room and nervously walk toward him. "Lie down, Narcissa. You're in good hands," he told her gently, leading her to the table. She straightened her towel and got on the table with as much grace as she could. "I'll get your hair," he told her.

She was confused until he bundled up her long tresses and rolled them into a bun. She shuddered when he brushed his fingers over the back of her exposed neck. "Now close your eyes and relax," he said softly, grabbing hold of her feet.

Narcissa did what he said and closed her eyes. She bit her lip and held back a moan when he used his thumb to press down on the sole of her foot. It was even harder to keep from moaning when he added oil and started really working the tender muscles. She was thankful that she was face down so he didn't have to see the blush that spread over her cheeks. She had never felt such pleasure at having her feet played with. She couldn't remember when or if she had ever had her feet played with. Now that she was experiencing it, she would make sure that she never went without in the future. His expert hands glided over her sensitive skin, and his thumbs dug into just the right spots. She giggled when he worked on her toes and rubbed her thighs together when he dragged his nails down her arches. Narcissa was wet and ready for more.

Harry smirked at the desperateness of the older woman. These older pureblood princesses were all the same. They wouldn't know real pleasure if it hit them in the face. Harry felt that it was his civic duty to show them what real pleasure was all about … for a modest fee of course. His palms drifted up to her smooth calves, and he heard her moan when he started rubbing his special oil into them. He could feel the knots of stress in them. He made sure to work every single one of them out. Pureblood princesses were big money makers for him after all. Not only that, but he wanted Narcissa Malfoy as a repeat customer. He found perverse pleasure in the thought that he would have regular access to the wanton pussy of Draco's mom.

Narcissa knew that Potter could smell her desire and was mortifyingly embarrassed. She could smell it herself, and he hadn't even removed her towel yet! She could feel the beads of arousal rolling down her leg as his hands explored further, rising up under the towel and groping her creamy thighs. Finally, he took pity on her and pulled the towel off completely. There was no more hiding the state of her arousal. He could see and smell everything she had to offer! "That feels good, Potter," she groaned as hot oil was poured into her butt crack and up her spine.

His strong, skilled hands worked their way up her soft thighs until they gripped the cheeks of her bubble butt. She gasped and looked over her shoulder as he spread her cheeks apart. The nerve of that boy! She kept silent though and put her face back on the table as his thumb slid up and down, smearing her arousal and his oil from her clit to her asshole. 'I must be making quite the sight,' she thought, as she wiggled her bottom and practically begged for him to take her. "Potter!" she squealed out when his thumb started rubbing her crinkled hole. The bastard just chuckled and grabbed her by the hips.

The things he was doing to her back and shoulders were making her moan like a whore, she thought. Her body was oiled up and ready to be fucked when he spun her around onto her back. She bit her lip and arched her back, presenting her beautiful chest for him to play with. She nearly cried out in happiness when she felt oil drizzling on her shapely mounds and over her aching nipples. "Ohhh, that's so good!" she moaned as he squeezed her breasts and rubbed her nipples with his thumbs.

"You have fantastic breasts, Cissy!" he said, working her tits to the best of his ability. "I can call you Cissy, right?" he asked, taking one hand off her breast and placing it between her legs. She gasped when he stuffed three fingers into her slutty cunt. "Well?" he asked with a smirk, his fingers sloshing around in her drenched quim. He enjoyed the sounds her wet pussy was making throughout the brutal finger fucking.

"Call me what you want, you half-blood fuck! Just make me cum!" she ordered loudly as her back arched and her toes curled. Harry chuckled and vanished his clothes. He moved her until he was standing between her legs and slapping his cock against her wet lips.

"Just look at the size of it, Cissy," he teased, lying his cock on her belly. The head went beyond her belly button! "Look how deep I'm going to go," he said, rubbing his cock on her soft belly. She blushed fiercely but didn't say anything. Nothing else needed to be said as he stuffed his large member into her waiting slit.

"Oh fuck!" she moaned out, her eyes wide with a wild look on her face. This was the first fucking that she received in a long time, and the bastard had a cock the size of her forearm! She moaned and winced as she was stretched to the breaking point. Lucius' tiny pecker couldn't compare to this! It certainly didn't prepare her for taking a real man's cock. The bastard Potter lifted her legs up until her feet were right by his face. Her face reddened as he started kissing them and continued to do so even when he started moving his hips. The volume of her moans was beginning to hurt her throat as she pulled on her nipples while Potter beat on her cervix with his ungodly fuckpole! She looked away in embarrassment as his lips on her feet caused her to tighten considerably on his thick member!

"You're so tight, Cissy! Is Lucius not taking care of my favorite Pureblood Princess? If so, just stop by here. I'll fill you with spunk anytime you want, love," he teased, feeling her clench on him.

"Fuck you, Potter!" she groaned out as her fluids ran down her cheeks and flooded her virgin asshole.

"Just look at you, Cissy! You're creaming all over me for Merlin's sake," he teased again. Narcissa looked between her legs to the point where they were connected. She was indeed creaming. His cock was smeared with streaks of white. With every penetration, his cock would re-emerge covered in her cream. She flopped back down and squirted wildly from the humiliation.

"FUCK!" she yelled, her pussy spraying in every direction as it clamped down on that fucker's giant cock. Her body thrashed and trembled as he stuffed her over and over, never giving her a second to gather her wits. With every squelching penetration, her pussy squirted more juice. She was still squirting when Potter leaned down and sucked her tongue into his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close, making out as passionately as she could while her pussy desperately tried to milk his cock for every ounce of his creamy seed. Hearing him moan, she wanted to cheer as she knew she accomplished her goal. She closed her eyes and relished in the feeling of having a young studs cum flood her mature tunnel and paint her insides. She mewled cutely as he peppered her neck with kisses while she came down from the biggest orgasm of her life.

Finally, she was able to get herself in order. She tried her best to look like a proper pureblood lady. That was difficult due to the fact that she was completely nude, covered in oil, cum, and her own ejaculate, and lying on a table with Harry Potter between her legs with his gargantuan cock still inside of her. "I'll be taking another appointment next week. Bump someone if necessary," she ordered.

Harry chuckled and slammed his hips against hers. Her squeals were music to his ears.