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Harry Potter and I both stared at that hand, our hearts pounding and breath growing deeper until our eyes met at the same moment. In the eyes of his mind, he saw an image of her mastery in the room, one of the sexiest things he had ever witnessed, and he saw the truth of what she was offering. "But... you're my aunt!"
She replied, "I am his aunt... if that's a problem for him, I understand." There was unmistakable sadness in her voice when she said that, and his heart swelled, his head trembled violently. A smile spread across her lips, brightening her face, and her fingers crept a few centimeters higher on his thigh.
"It's not for you?" Harry asked.
Her eyes dropped, and her lips pressed into a shy smile before she spoke. "I would do anything for you, Harry..."
"Don't force yourself-" Before he could continue, her head snapped up, and her intense gaze stopped his tongue.
"That's all I could do to resist tearing off our clothes and throwing this tired, old body onto your magnificent cock the moment I saw it," she said, her eyes squeezing in obvious embarrassment. She continued, her breath becoming more ragged as she spoke. "Foolish boy... I love you more than anything, and this," her fingers dug into his thigh, "is the way I want to show it. The way an aunt has to show it..."
"You're taking it out on yourself," he said, catching a whiff of her scent in the air as her knees spread wide.
His aunt blinked at him, then averted her gaze in shame, but he reached down and lifted her chin, allowing his eyes to trace the exquisite lines of her face. His shorts grew tight as the air thickened between them.
"I'm a terrible woman," she confessed. Her eyes dropped, her shoulders slumped, and he could feel the heavy burden she had carried for so long.
Brushing her cheek with his thumb, he let his hand slide down her neck to rest on the warm, exposed skin of her upper chest. The intimate touch made his aunt shudder, and she took a sharp breath and held it as he spoke.
"If you're a terrible woman, then I'm a worse relative because I've desired you for so long..." Her head lifted, the severity in her eyes fading into intensity once again. "You're so damn sexy... but I couldn't... I can't..."
The words wouldn't pass through Harry's lips, but her hands rose to his face as she sat up and, with a smile spreading across her lips, rested her forehead against his.
"Do you think I'm sexy?"
"Hah!" he chuckled, as if saying, of course, and she murmured joyfully, her fingers sliding into his hairline as their faces hung inches apart.
"You'll fuck Daphne." He blinked in shock at her words, but she continued in the same calm voice, her eyes warm and loving. "Then Fleur, and probably Rose before the week is over, but every night you'll come to me, and I'll provide you... therapy."
His embarrassment froze in an instant as it was ignited, her lips pressing against his neck, her hands trailing down his back and around his hips to grasp the stiffness confined within his shorts. "You're fucking crazy," he gasped. "What do you mean... ohhh God."
He sank into the mattress as she pushed him back with a firm hand on his chest, lifting her head momentarily to see as she untied the towel wrapped around her chest.
"Nothing should make you feel embarrassed, and certainly not ashamed of yourself." His eyes widened as her towel parted, her bare breasts swaying freely. She didn't even register his astonished expression, as his cock twitched violently and her own eyes were fixated on the tent in his shorts. "You're the best man I know, Harry." Her eyes flickered up to meet his, then back down. "You've saved me and Rose so many times... At least I can help you feel confident... But the truth is, it's my own selfish desire... please forgive me, darling, but I can't resist any longer."
As if moving in a dream, he watched as her fingers hooked onto the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down. The quiet gasp from his aunt in shock as his cock sprung free and bobbed in front of her face nearly made him come on the spot, and when she reached up and grabbed one large breast, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh while her teeth pressed into her lower lip, a thick stream of precum leaked from the tip of his cock.
His chin jutted forward, shocked, as she ran her tongue along the slit and licked up the precum, causing him to moan in ecstasy from the fiery sensation.
"Merlin," he breathed, the realization of where he stood and who he was with rushing to his face, and his aunt saw the panic flash across his face, rising as her hands cupped his cheeks.
"Are you okay with this?" The concern in her eyes was touching, but more immediate to him were the tips of her delicate nipples brushing against his chest.
Seeing where Harry's eyes were locked, a satisfied smile formed on her plump lips, and she let go of one hand and took hold of his. Lifting it, Harry inhaled sharply as the weight of her breasts settled in his palm, his fingers sinking into the soft yet resilient flesh.
"I love you, Harry, and I need you... bloody Merlin, I need that big, beautiful cock inside me..." Her hot breath tickled his neck as she spoke in a seductive whisper, her lips tantalizing his body as they drew closer and closer. "In my mouth... my pussy... my ass." Her teeth nibbled on his neck as he let out a small gasp of anticipation, feeling her lips curl into a grimace. "I'm yours, all of me, take me any way you want-"
Unable to resist her pressure any longer, Harry swung his arm around her waist and rolled back onto the mattress. Panic washed over him for a moment as he saw his beautiful aunt's face lying beneath him, and then her leg wrapped around his thigh, while a hand at the back of his head pulled him closer.
The kiss stole his breath with its passion. They both knew how wrong and forbidden it was, but every fiber of their beings yearned for it.
He felt her hand slide along his shaft, her fingers curling around its girth, as she let out a gasp into their kiss. Harry's eyes opened and met hers, witnessing her dilated pupils as her fingers traced his length. Her lips became motionless as her attention shifted to her hand, and he seized the opportunity to lean down and capture her nipple with his mouth.
Her pale, wrinkled body stiffened beneath his tongue, and the sound of his aunt's pleading moan sent a surge through his cock, coaxing another bead of precum onto the tip. "Can I suck you, baby?"
Hearing that question from her lips sent a shiver down his spine. But he had other plans. Growling, he shifted on the bed and slid his knee between her thighs. His aunt let out a surprised moan of pleasure as he grazed the head of his cock along her wet lips.
"Later," Harry murmured, gazing into her pale green eyes. He allowed her to press the head of his cock against her tight entrance. She didn't say anything, but eagerly nodded, one hand gently stroking his shaft while the other caressed his cheek.
Slowly and determinedly, Harry slid inside her, feeling the tightness grip the head of his member. Instead of the anticipated expression, her eyes widened and rolled back, her eyelids fluttering, and her mouth formed an "O" shape.
He enveloped Harry inch by inch, his nails digging into Harry 's hips, holding him in place. Instead of stopping to allow himself to relax around Harry 's cock, Harry 's pussy tightened even harder as a hiss of pleasure escaped his lips. Harry watched in awe as his aunt climaxed on his shaft, Harry 's pussy fluttering around it and then drawing him deeper into his depths.
"Fuck me, oh God, fuck me, baby," Harry 's lips found his neck, but his words continued in a rambling mumble. "Fuck your aunt's pussy, you're so big, so big, stretching me goooood... Oh God, I'm cumming again, auntie's cumming again!"
For a second, Harry worried that Harry 's cries would alert someone upstairs to what was happening, but before that could occur, Harry pressed his lips against his chest and muffled the sound. Harry 's attention shifted from Harry 's hissing and panting as the soft grip of Harry 's pussy and the sensation of Harry 's sexy aunt's body beneath him transported him into his own realm of bliss.
With Harry 's hungry words as a distant refrain, urging him on, he withdrew his hips and thrust forward with only a hint of restraint. The feeling of Harry 's pussy sliding along his cock was heaven itself as it closed around every inch until the base.
"Ooof!" Harry moaned, one eyelid fluttering while the other remained fixed, his eyes widening as far as they could go.
Harry 's nails dug into his back again, raking down the skin as he felt Harry 's legs seize in another orgasm. It was impossible for Harry 's ex to climax from sex or for her to take more than a few gentle thrusts without needing a break. The mere sensation of Harry 's aunt's soft pussy accepting him was enough, but hearing Harry 's cries as he entered Harry 's again and again was the icing on the cake.
"I'm cumming," he groaned, frustrated by how little time it lasted in Harry 's heavenly pussy.
"Inside me, please! I need to feel it... Nyahhh ohhhh sooo hot, oh god nnmMMNGH!"
Harry pulled his face down, pressing it against Harry 's soft breasts, and with their milky skin against his lips, he flooded Harry 's pussy with cum. The muscles tugging him deep, he felt Harry 's cervix kiss the head of his cock as he filled Harry with spurt after spurt, and she moaned in his ear.
Then they were still, both of them returning to themselves as the enormity of what they had just done hit them. Rising on his hands, he gazed into Harry 's flushed face, a mixture of admiration and growing unease. Then Harry 's eyes opened, and the worry melted away as he saw tranquility in Harry 's expression.
"That was..." he began, his words trailing off as he struggled to find the words that could encapsulate everything he felt.
"That was perfect," Harry 's aunt sighed, her pale green eyes igniting, and he felt the walls of her pussy tense, massaging and milking his softening cock. "And it's just the beginning."
"Did you mean it?" Harry asked, licking his lips as he brushed a lock of golden hair back from her pale cheek and glanced down at her breasts nestled between them. "Did you say I can do..."
"Anything..." Her shy, girlish smile flashed again. "Anything."
Biting her lower lip on the "v" of "anything," it popped out, and Harry sucked it into his mouth. Her pleasure-filled moan escaped a moment later as his cock slipped out of her pussy. Her smile returned as he knelt beside her, his cum-slicked cock hanging above her face.
"I said later." Harry wanted to jump for joy as her lips twisted into that crooked smile she reserved only for him. "God, you're so damn sexy."
He couldn't resist as he let his eyes roam over her post-orgasmic body, around her massive breasts swaying gently as she rolled on the bed, and down to the heavy swell of her ass and the narrowing of her thighs to delicate little feet.
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