Mr And Mrs Potter (Patreon)

Hello everyone.

This is my first chapter of the story of Harry and Narcissa Potter.

I think I need to make something clear first. This story is not the story of Harry Potter and his harem. This is a story that tends to focus only on the situation had Harry and Narcissa somehow gotten together. I am bending the original canon from the books a lot, but I guess you know me well enough to know that… Well… it’s what I do.

The characters are mainly inspired by the originals and are in no way or shape meant to be the originals to a tee. Harry is in my stories always a grown man (over 18) and everything that takes place at Hogwarts always takes place at Hogwarts University.

Think of these characters as Alternate Universe characters. The story is much the same, as is the way Harry defeats Voldemort, the evil guys are all evil guys, only in this version Harry doesn’t break the ’bro-code’ with Ron and bangs his sister, but instead scores a milf - his rivals hot as hell pureblood mother.

I hope that you will enjoy this first chapter, and will also please respect my wish to not post this anywhere else. That would really be appreciated - thank you a ton ❤️
Other than that I hope you will respect that English is not my first language and be considerate if/when you find spelling errors.
Thank you again ❤️

Yours truly
Hammer
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The official residence of the Minister for Magic was placed just outside of London. It was the closest thing to a Royal palace in the Magical society.

It had a myriad of magical spells over it to manipulate its beauty and enhance the life of the people living there.

Counting over 50 rooms with suites and bathrooms for each and every one, it was truly luxurious.

It had one of the most powerful weather spells cast upon every stone on the building.

The residents of the house could, if they wanted to, make the weather around the grounds of the house be Caribbean sunlight and near tropical heat year round. The flowers would bloom in January and you would be able to lay outside by the huge pool and tan to your heart's content.

It was of course also possible the other way around. You could have the finest powdery snow in the middle of July, but really… who would ever seek that?

At this time of the year, in June, the sun wasn’t exactly shining over England… at least not these days. It was raining… just… not over the Ministerial residence. The sun was beaming down, and outside, by the pool, resting on a sun chair, was the Minister's wife.

The beautiful Narcissa Potter.

After the defeat of the Dark Lord, the people of England unanimously elected Harry James Potter as lifelong Minister for Magic. It had happened before, but it was rare these days for such an election to take place.

The people had been surprised to know that the young man already had a wife. The wife was none other than the divorced ex-wife to the notorious Death eater, Lucius Malfoy.

The marriage had been concerning, but Narcissa had been such an effective wife to the minister that most of the magical society simply had shrugged it off. Due to the continued bias in their society, her family heritage had also been a factor in the acceptance of her.

Narcissa, now known as Mrs Narcissa Potter, was a member of the most noble house of Black. All the magical world had heard about them.

It was easily the oldest pure blood family in the United Kingdom.

Narcissa also had been on the side of Harry Potter during the battle of Hogwarts so she was cleared in the eyes of the law.

Now that Harry Potter was minister, she was of course the Minister's wife, and that was in fact a job on its own.

It was time consuming and it was at times exhausting.

Harry was still very young and he needed a guide in the world on intrigue and politics. Narcissa, who had grown up in a fancy and noble house, knew all about the traps and opportunities of politics. So, she was in essence, Harry’s better half. In a way, she was in fact the Minister of Magic. Harry said nothing she hadn’t approved. Harry did nothing without her saying so.

The old saying is still true as gold - Behind every successful man in power stands a woman in control.

Today however was Narcissa’s day off, and boy had she earned it.

She had dressed up in the skimpiest bikini she owned. It was bright pink and she detested that color. But she knew her husband loved it when she wore pink colors, so she did it for him. She was also wearing pink high heels and she had parked herself on her favorite sun chair. She had a cool drink with her, some magazines to read, and her newest gadget… a smartphone.

Narcissa had rolled her eyes uncontrollably when her husband had instructed her how to use the muggle gadget.

Her work as a minister's wife wasn’t easy, but she was born to make it.

She, unlike Harry, could tell the difference between friend and enemy, and she could sniff up schemes and plans like no one else. To Harry she was an asset.

A few critics, not of Harry but of Narcissa, had pointed out her age, and the age difference between the two as a problem. But Narcissa and Harry had silenced them all.

It was true, Narcissa was older than Harry, and was in effect old enough to be his mother, but the true fact was that Wizards and Witches often lived to the age of 200 or more. And in that perspective it wasn’t really that bad. That had closed that subject down for good.

Narcissa placed a few towels with the Slytherin logo on the sun chair and then she lifted her leg over the sun chair and sat down on it with her lush and plump ass. Narcissa had only spent a few days tanning, but she was already getting tan lines.

She and Harry had discussed a vacation in the Bahamas later in the year… and Narcissa wouldn’t go there as pale as a ghost.

She was resting, while roasting under the sun. And she soon dozed off.

The wife of the Minister of Magic was rudely disrupted in her chores as a housewife.

Maintaining a proper tan is no easy matter. And it required something of her.

She reached for her smartphone.

Her husband had insisted on them adopting this muggle device into their household. Narcissa had protested of course. She was a proud pureblood and she wasn’t keen on lowering herself to the use of Muggles and their infernal gadgets… but she had succumbed to her husband's wishes.

And even further… she had come to enjoy the smartphone and its many assets… Perhaps muggles weren’t such incompetent animals after all… even ants had a purpose. But she would of course never admit this to her husband.

The phone was ringing, and Narcissa pressed the green button to begin the call.

She turned over in her lounging chair by the pool to get some sun on her back and butt.

Narcissa: Yes?

Andromeda: I believe you are meant to say your name and then ask who is calling, Cissy.

Narcissa: I have completed the course in Muggle adult studies, I know what I am doing… What do you want, sister?

The tone was short on Narcissa‘s part. She had never forgiven Dromeda, and she likely never would. There was a long and difficult story between them. Their relationship had been worse a few years ago, but now, they would occasionally call and write to each other. Wishing happy birthday and merry Christmas. That was a vast improvement.

She had been mildly annoyed that her husband and her sister seemed to be getting along really well.

Not that she was at all afraid she would lose her husband to her sister. Narcissa lacked for nothing compared to her sister - and confidence was certainly not a thing she missed. Narcissa also proudly presented herself as Mrs Potter whenever she had the chance. She knew that name opened doors everywhere.

Andromeda: Oh I just wanted to talk to my dear baby sister, and ensure that she is doing well in her new life as Mrs Potter instead of Mrs Malfoy…

Narcissa made a grim face: I am doing perfectly fine sister, thank you.

Narcissa did not appreciate being reminded of her past last name.

Andromeda: And… What about the sex?

Narcissa smiled. This was something that had been a vast improvement over her former marriage. Her marital business with Lucius had been on a monthly basis at its best… now with Harry… it was a daily thing… and multiple times a day.

Narcissa: Not that it’s any of your business, but yes, the sex is fantastic. Harry is the best lover there is and our sex is the hottest in the entire world.

Andromeda: Yeah, I am sure he might be… or at least… he is the second best… and your sex is the second hottest…

Narcissa opened her eyes and looked like a serpent.

Narcissa: What?

Andromeda: Well… surely nothing can compare to my husband's vigorous lovemaking... Last night he literally made me squirt all over the bed… I had to cast I do not know how many cleaning spells… and it lasted so long that when we came to our senses we had to rip several days in the calendar.

Narcissa: Oh that sounds like a rarity to you… That happens every single night with me and Harry.

Andromeda: Really…? The Minister of Magic finds that amount of time? Sorry sis… I just don’t believe you.

Narcissa: Like I care what you believe, sis… Btw I don’t have time to indulge you or your fantasies… I have to keep primed for my man… It's my duty as his breeder.

Andromeda: What a breeder you are… Have you actually had any of his kids yet? Harry’s kids I mean… Sorry baby sis, but I am the only true breeder from the Black family.

Narcissa grabbed the phone and now she was angry.

Narcissa swiped the screen and suddenly she was looking at her sister's smug face.

Andromeda Tonks was easily as beautiful as Narcissa. But where Narcissa had this long, straight and golden blonde hair, Andromeda’s hair had a soft, wavy form and was deep brown.

Andromeda’s face was also softer, unlike now when she smiled like a sly fox.

What Narcissa could smell in tricks and schemes around all other people she never could pick up from her sisters. They were like her kryptonite. She kept falling for their ruses no matter how old she got.

Narcissa: That’s it! I am gonna prove it! I am gonna prove that Harry fucks me like a fucking breeding bull and treats me like his cock sleeve every chance he gets! I am gonna make him impregnate me and I am gonna prove once and for all that I am the best breeder ever to spring from the most noble house of Black!

Andromeda smiled: Sounds good… remember… press the little red button on the screen to record sis… I would hate to miss the chance to see it…

Then… Andromeda ended the call…

Narcissa: Fucking Bitch!

Narcissa immediately began to text her husband… She was pouting by the pool.

Her first message was an order to her husband.

Narcissa: Harry! Sex! Now!

Seething with anger over her sister's words, Narcissa saw those agonizing 3 dots jump around for a while until.

“Swoop!”

Harry: Coming home now babe… Where can I find ya?

Narcissa felt an instant short feeling of relief. Her husband was coming home… that always made her happy.

Narcissa: The pool… get here FAST!

Narcissa was getting excited.

Harry: Did something happen, honey?

Narcissa frowned again, she pouted while texting the next few things.

Narcissa: Your damn Sister-in-law thinks she and her hub has hotter sex than us X(

Narcissa sent the text, but before Harry could answer she followed up with:

Narcissa: Clear your calendar… we are gonna outfuck that fucking mugglefucker!

Then Narcissa dropped the phone on the desk.

Narcissa: Stupid Andromeda!… I’ll show her who’s the best breeder ever to come out of the house of Black. Harry and I fuck ten times hotter, longer, and better than her and that Mudblood she calls a husband!

There was a loud whiplike crack at the other end of the pool, and there stood her husband. Narcissa stood up and walked right over to him.

Harry turned and looked at his beautiful wife who came walking straight toward him. She grabbed hold of him and gave him a long lasting kiss.

Harry: Ah, hello there gorgeous…

Narcissa: Flattery later husband, sex now. Come to our Bedroom. She pulled Harry by his tie.

Harry was feasting his eyes on his wife’s perfect ass. He was already ready to go, but Narcissa had this obsession with having sex the right time and place. Harry loved to make her alter her position on this but that took some effort on his part.

They went inside and upstairs to their huge bedroom, and here Narcissa pushed Harry to the bed and mounted him.

She kissed and caressed him.

Narcissa: Unbuckle your pants and get out of your clothes… then I’ll be right back.

Harry obeyed as soon as she was off him. Harry didn’t really notice what Narcissa was doing, but it happened over at the other wall by the mirror over the commode.

She quickly returned however, and Harry had only eyes for her.

Harry was out of most of his clothes, and she helped him out of the rest of it.

Narcissa kissed and grabbed hold of her husband's huge organ of love.

Narcissa: Now fuck me you fucking bastard! Fuck your bitch like the breeding bull you are!

Harry grabbed his beautiful wife and tossed her to the bed. She landed on her back with her head over the edge. Harry aligned his cock with her mouth, and with not as much as another thought through his mind, he rammed the cock all the way down her slutty throat.

Narcissa came instantly.

She loved to be throatfucked. It was simply the best… Especially with her husband that could reach her stomach when he pressed his balls up against her nose.

Had she not had her bikini bottom on, she would have squirted out like a fountain.

But Harry didn’t bother with her orgasms right now. He pulled back as long as he was, without pulling his cock from her mouth. Then he rammed it back inside her throat, making his wife moan and purr like a kitten.

Harry treated her mouth like it was simply just another pussy. And Narcissa loved him for it… she was literally cumming with almost every thrust into her throat.

The feeling of expansion of her throat… the wonderful feeling of helplessness in her underlying position… She was loving it…

Harry kept fucking her throat, only allowing her to breathe every so often. And then, after a good long while, Narcissa felt Harry pull himself out so she could open up and take a good long breath. Then Harry rammed his cock back into her throat and pressed it as far as it was even possible.

Narcissa felt how Harry’s cock grew in her throat and she ejaculated when she felt Harry’s cock blast a huge load of sperm down her throat and directly into her stomach.

Narcissa loved getting her face fucked, true… but she wasn’t sure she enjoyed it on all fours.

Harry had moved her around so she was resting on all fours on the bed while Harry was pushing deeper and deeper into her throat.

See while resting on her back Narcissa could let go and focus less on the massive cock in her throat and instead of the endless orgasms it gave her. She got those here as well, but she despised being on all fours like a… a lowly beast… suckling at her husband's cock like an obedient pet… it was so degrading.

And she had a feeling that Harry knew this.

He kept spanking her ass, telling her to “keep going”, and “how good a girl she was…”

And every time she tried to move her mouth from his cock he had the audacity to grab her hair and pull her back over his cock.

Harry: Oh you’re a good girl… such a good girl…

Narcissa was frowning and she would growl if she could… but her throat was already stuffed.

Harry locked his hands behind the back of her head so she couldn’t bolt and shoved his cock violently into her throat 3 times before he came again. Narcissa dutifully swallowed his cum… but when he was done she needed a good breath of air.

She coughed as she gasped for air after her ordeal… Knowing fully well the camera was rolling she quickly sucked onto Harry’s cock again and looked up at him with her most challenging look.

Harry saw it, and he knew what that meant. She wanted it rough, and she wanted it… badly!

Narcissa teasingly bit over Harry’s glans with her pearly whites… she didn’t dare hurt him, she just signaled her immense lust for him.

Harry spanked her ass and she obeyed him. She spun around on the mattress 180 degrees and presented her fantastic bum to her husband. Harry inspected the hot as hell bikini bottom that covered absolutely nothing of his wife’s perfect ass.

He pulled out the pink strap of cloth that somehow should hide her butthole…

Narcissa’s perfect holes were now visible and Harry stuck his head right in between her buttocks and Narcissa began to move her muscles and fat so it all clasped around her husband's face. Narcissa didn’t mind her husband's weird obsessions. She was, after all, the object of all his obsessions.

He had this really adorable fetish where he would like to either stuff his face right between her ass cheeks or even have her sit on his face and just… sit there and let him enjoy her… all of her…

But this was different. Harry wasn’t just enjoying her soft flesh… he was feasting upon her. Narcissa felt how her husband's tongue slid into every crack and crevice… She… enjoyed it… sure but… it certainly was obscene…

Narcissa: Oh Harry… you… you are so… filthy… mmmh… more… stick it deeper… deeper into me… oh yes… that’s it… Mmmmh…

While Narcissa got her ass and pussy eaten out by her husband… she let her mind wander back to that day when she knew that they were destined for each other…

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Outraged and annoyed, Narcissa had taken her ungrateful son to the tailor Madam Malkins in Diagon Alley to get him his new uniform for the university.

He had been short with her… very short in fact, and seemingly annoyed that she insisted on following him around on the shopping trip.

Draco had been very temperamental since her husband, his father had been sent to prison.

Narcissa was not impressed by Lucius' lack of defiance to the court and ministry and she felt how she most definitely had made the wrong choice in picking a spouse.

She was in fact very angry and her son's antics didn’t help her mood.

The situation didn’t grow better when her son’s mortal rival stepped inside.

Narcissa saw him.

Harry Potter… Oh how she could trace so many problems to that idiotic boy…

Had his stupid mudblood of a mother not sacrificed herself to save his life back then… Narcissa stopped that line of thought… she was certain, that had it been her precious Draco in that situation, then she would definitely have…

Draco: Go to hell, Potter!

… thought it over thoroughly… Urgh…

Narcissa stepped in between the two young men who had raised their wands against each other.

Narcissa gave Draco a stern look, and she saw he was not lowering his wand before Harry did.

Narcissa looked at Harry with all the signs she didn’t like him. Harry looked at her with the same cold and stoic gaze that… that truly made him look rather dashing in the golden light from the windows.

Draco: Oh whatever!

Draco tore off the cloth on his shoulders that should have been his new cloak.

Draco: See ya at Uni, Potter! Then you shall get your just deserves…

Harry looked after Draco, but then was faced with a still angry looking Narcissa.

Harry: What?

Harry asked with a hard and confrontational tone.

Narcissa: PUT THAT WAND AWAY!

Harry obeyed her… why he did it, he didn’t really know.

Narcissa was so beautiful. She was leaning forward, causing her huge breasts to hang.

Narcissa didn’t seem to mind that Harry had a clear vision of… everything.

Narcissa: Now if you attack my son again, I shall ensure that it is the last thing you ever do, Potter!

Harry growled at her.

Harry grabbed the wrist of the hand she had waved a finger at him with.

Harry: What was that… BITCH?

Narcissa looked at Harry Potter with eyes that were filled with… shock… and awe…

Harry pulled her by her hand into the back room of the store.

How exactly it happened was a mystery, but a few moments after this, Narcissa were on her back, with Harry on top of her, getting her pussy rammed with his huge cock.

Narcissa herself was screaming in excitement and ecstasy.

Harry: I asked you a question bitch!

Narcissa: I am so sorry Harry!

Narcissa Malfoy threw her arms around Harry’s neck and hung on for dear life.

Narcissa: I am so sorry! Please… please… keep fucking my pure blood pussy! Fuck me with your huge Half blood cock! Use me! Breed me! Impregnate me!

Harry obeyed her and he quickly began to move his hips much faster, and despite Madam Malkins protests, he and Narcissa had a full fledged fucking in her back room.

It was so good.

Harry came several times inside her pussy, in all the most important positions. But his proudest moment was when he stood to his feet after ramming her from behind like a dog for at least an hour and pulled her up by her perfect blonde hair.

He took his cock and spermed his nut over her beautiful face. Narcissa didn’t protest, she didn’t even fight it. She simply faced him and when the last drop landed on her, she took Harry’s cock in her mouth like nothing special had even happened at all.

Madam Malkins was looking from behind a curtain. She was completely in shock over what she had seen. Harry Potter had just fucked Narcissa Malfoy… and not only that, he had sprayed his sperm over her face in a clear symbol of dominance. He had literally coated her in his sperm… In muggle society that might just be for the money shot, but in the magical society, it was a meaningful gesture… one that both Madam Malkins and Narcissa understood.

Harry Potter… had just claimed ownership over Narcissa Malfoy… this was huge…

Harry grunted: There… I guess that will teach ya to hold your damn mouth, you fucking bitch…

Narcissa looked up at Harry with an oddly defeated and… subservient gaze.

Harry placed his cock in her mouth and she began to gently suck it.

Harry: Nice and easy bitch… I have spermed a lot inside of you.

Narcissa had never had such a big cock before… Harry Potter was a lot larger than her husband. Yet it wasn’t only his size that made Narcissa make motorboat sounds, while Harry rubbed his cock over her lush, sloppy lips.

Things had turned sour in Narcissa’s marriage, even before Narcissa’s husband was sent to Azkaban. And she was faced with a difficult decision… the shame of having a husband who had served time in prison was really egging her on… And Lucius had been sentenced to life… under all circumstances… Narcissa was going to look out for her own well being… She looked up at Harry Potter. The man looked at her with a stern but gentle look in his eyes.

Since the death of her cousin Sirius… the Black fortune hadn’t gone to her or any of her sisters… it had probably gone to Harry… It was a fortune that would make the Malfoy wealth look like a penny in comparison…

The Dark Lord was out for Harry… but he hadn’t been able to end him even when he was an infant… and now… he stood as a man… a strong and powerful wizard…

Narcissa knew a war was coming… and she had to secure herself… her son would have to make his choices for himself, but… she had to make own bed… and frankly… she liked the odds that were riding on this young wizard whose cock was in her mouth…  And… since he had already claimed ownership of her…

Narcissa made her decision in a heartbeat.

She took Harry’s cock to the base and began to suck him with all the tenderness and care of a… obedient wife.

Harry: That’s it, Narcissa… that’s a good girl…

Harry stroked her hair… which had come undone… Narcissa noticed… he didn’t call her bitch anymore… he had the nerve to call her by her first name… What a man…

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… And that man was now her husband… and he was just done eating out her ass and pussy. Oh how she loved him… even though he was just a half blood stallion, and she a purebred mare… She knew their foals would be both healthy and beautiful… her side of the genes would secure that…

He had been thorough… She was wetter, hotter and more horny than she could ever remember being.

Harry placed his hands on his wife’s ass cheeks and pulled it closer to his groin and the edge of the bed. The woman had a tendency to crawl forward when she got an orgasm. Which meant she crawled a lot.

Narcissa was back in place and Harry aligned his cock with his wife’s slopping wet pussy and with a simple push…

Narcissa: Oh fuck! Ohhhhh FUCK!

Harry sank deeper and deeper into her cunt, but she was ever the show girl, and she leaned down on the mattress while she placed her hands on her buttocks, and spread them open so Harry had a full vision of her assets…

Her pretty butthole blinked at him while he saw his massive rock hard meat penetrate deeper and deeper into her soft pink flesh.

Narcissa: URGH! FUCK!

There was still a lot to go, and to give her momentum, Harry stopped halfway and pulled backwards, enjoying the sight of how wet her pussyjuice had made his cock… With only a few seconds to enjoy the sight, Harry rammed his cock back inside her and this time… with all the pussyjuice to help him combined with the momentum, he ended up deep, deep, deep inside her as he went balls deep into her.

Narcissa didn’t even say anything. Her mouth opened up wide and her eyes rolled into the back of her head… and she made an attempt to crawl forward, but Harry’s firm grasp in her buttocks prevented her from moving. Instead she dug her expensive nails deep, deep… deep into the mattress.

Harry: Ohhh yeah… that’s what I am talking about.

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Harry and Narcissa had a blast of a fuck.

Harry couldn’t decide which was best. The rambunctious doggy style, the wild cowgirl, the reversed spider, the standing fucking, or perhaps the supergirl position…

All of it was spectacular and for once… Narcissa didn’t make a single complaint… she was… in fact the one who suggested more new positions. And every time Harry laid down on the mattress in the hope to catch his breath, Narcissa was over his cock preparing him for the next round.

Harry: Oh my god Narcissa… you are in something of a mood today…

Narcissa: What are you talking about husband… this is how I am every day…

She kissed the tip of his cock and stood up to impale herself once again on his cock, this time in the forward spider position. She placed the cock inside her pussy while squatting down, and then when it was all in she leaned back on her arms and began to lift her ass and pussy up and down on Harry’s cock.

Narcissa: You must have forgotten about it after all the other sex we have… all the time…

Harry looked at his wife… she was up to something. She was talking louder than usual. Almost as if she wasn’t talking to him only.

Harry went along with it and he had a feeling he knew what it was about.

Once again, after he had blasted his sperm inside his wife’s pussy, filling her up, she was sucking his cock, preparing him for the next round.

They had been at it for several hours now.

Harry was stroking the hair of his beautiful wife when he felt the urge to ask for one special thing.

Harry: Baby… are you up for some fun in the ass today?

Narcissa looked up at him with a little shock… Anal sex was in her mind the lowest of the lowest… in her mind, that was how muggles fucked…

She had to indulge her husband… after all he had been raised by the wretched things. It wasn’t his fault he had picked up on their bad habits.

Narcissa secretly enjoyed it a lot… but this she would never admit to her husband. She felt it would set a dangerous precedent if he were to actually do stuff to her that she would be forced to reconcile that she enjoyed.

Narcissa: Uh… sure babe… you know… you can do whatever you want with me…

Out the side of her mouth she was secretly cursing herself…

Narcissa turned over and once again presented her ass to her husband.

Narcissa thought in her quiet mind: Muggles.. muggles and their damn deviancies… What kind of madman ever thought of sticking it where it clearly doesn’t belong… It was probably the Greeks…

Madman or genius…? That is for the world to decide. We might never agree.

Harry was prepared. He knew the spells to cast to prepare his wife for this type of fun… and he was so skilled in the spells by now, that he didn’t even need the wand for it. He simply had to say the spells and they would do what they were supposed to do… and once the spell to lubricate her was spoken, Harry massaged her butthole to feel and see some of the lubricant slide right out of her.

Narcissa clenched her teeth as her husband pressed first the tip inside her, then… all the rest of her, inch by inch…

Narcissa once again despised herself for… enjoying the wonderful pain of her hole being stretched out by her husband's massive cock… which felt even larger in her ass…

Narcissa explained it as her deep and passionate love and devotion to Harry prevented her from feeling bad from anything he did to her… but deep down, in her little box of denial, she knew it was because… she enjoyed being fucked in the ass.

Harry however, simply enjoyed the clambering feeling of his wife’s well lubricated asshole. He was balls deep and Narcissa grunted and growled under Harry’s movements.

Harry: Oh fuck babe, your ass is so amazing!

Narcissa: I know, babe… go, Go, GO!

Harry picked up on the speed and he spearfucked his wife into next week.

Narcissa placed a hand down on her pussy to rub herself into some orgasms. She might as well get her nut while they were at it.

Harry could fuck like no other man. And Narcissa had only known her ex-husband other than Harry. And she had sworn by Harry’s balls that she would know no other man in her entire lifetime. The only males who would come in contact with her reproductive organs would be the sons of Harry, when she pushed them out of her pregnant belly.

But there was still a good while before the happy couple would begin to think of kids. Although they had everything and a safe base for raising the kids, they still had several things to work out.

Harry gave Narcissa’s ass a loud slap so she screamed out loud.

Narcissa: GYAAA! Harry!

Harry had broken her concentration. Narcissa loved planning her life and making her reasons and decisions make sense. It was in fact exciting to her

Harry: Stop being so quiet bitch, you know I love it when you moan… Otherwise…

Harry rearranged his position. He grabbed hold of Narcissa’s shoulders and lifted himself up on the mattress so his stance was over Narcissa’s body.

Harry: Otherwise… I shall just have to make an extra effort.

Narcissa: Oh no…

Harry began to plow her ass far more violently and that had the desired effect. Narcissa began to moan and scream in the way Harry loved when he fucked her ass.

This new position meant he touched a whole lot of different places and therefore made her less comfortable. He knew his wife… she would often wonder off in her mind when they had more calm sex.

But not this time. He wanted her present and he wanted her at her loudest.

Harry didn’t only fuck his wife in the ass in doggy. He tilted her down so she could be spooned. He lifted her up in the reverse spider position. He then leaned forward and got to his legs, carrying her like a peach, while he fucked her ass.

This seemed to really invigorate her. Especially when he faced the huge mirror over the fireplace with her… Harry didn’t know if it was the sight of her own reflection or something else, but Narcissa began to howl like a banshee.

Harry: Of fuck Narcissa Potter, I am gonna blast my sperm into your perfect ass!

Harry rammed his cock as long as he was into her. Narcissa wondered how his cock didn’t come out of her mouth… he was that far up her system…

Harry blasted his warm sperm inside her and Narcissa felt like she was melting.

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Harry was panting and gasping for air. He gently placed his wife on the bed, and he slowly removed his cock from her asshole.

It came out with an obscene sound.

She was gasping and her hands were still trying to grasp the sheets of the bed.

Harry gave her ass a little clap and massaged the soft cheeks in his hands.

Harry: I am gonna take a shower babe… come join me when you can…

Narcissa nodded and said: Aha…

She sounded like she was in Blissland.

Harry turned to the bathroom door and entered it. Narcissa waited until the door was closed before she walked over to the phone. She was a little uneasy on her feet but she managed.

She looked at the camera and made a little kissy face.

Narcissa: And that dear sister, is just what we call a relaxed Monday… wait until Friday.

She stopped the recording. She found Andromeda’s number and attached the video file.

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A little later, Harry was washing himself in the shower.

He had left his wife in the bedroom as she had to regain some of her energy.

She was very zapped. It had been a wild and good amount of sex.

There was a little swoop sound over the table. It was his phone. It had gotten a message.

Harry stopped the faucet and took a clean towel to dry himself. He looked at the phone. It was a message from his sister in law.

Harry smiled and opened the phone.

The message read: So, did you like my late wedding present?

Harry typed back with a smile: I sure did, lol. She was like crazy wild in bed. You have some major manipulation skills over my wife.

Andromeda wrote back: Hehe, the girl can’t stand being second to none. Just type me when you want a repeat of tonight.

Harry: Thanks Andy, you are the best sister in law ever.

Andromeda: I know. Good night.

She sent him a heart emoji. Harry deleted the entire conversation and closed his phone.

A little after, Narcissa walked inside and Harry looked at his beautiful wife.

Narcissa: Aww, done so fast? I wanted to shower with you…

Harry: Sorry babe, but… If you don’t mind, I would love to watch you wash yourself.

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It was something of a sight.

To see Narcissa Potter wash her marvel of a body was something Harry was certain would be classified as watching a marvel of nurture itself.

Narcissa didn’t mind. It wasn’t the first time. They had glass walls for the shower for a reason. And they had also placed a chair in the sizable bathroom for this exact reason.

If there was one thing Harry Potter gave her in spades that she had longed for in her previous marriage, then it was attention.

Lucius had been devoted to one thing and one thing only. Expanding his influence.

But Harry… His focus and devotion was on one thing and one thing only… and that was Narcissa… sure their relationship had been rocky at first… but after they found the melody to play, then everything was smooth sailing.

Narcissa’s and Harry’s eyes were almost always in contact while she was in the shower. She loved how he looked over her entire body, but always came back to her eyes with a smile.

In the end, they both knew what was going to happen.

Harry stood up and opened the door to the shower. He entered the shower and Narcissa, who knew her husband's mind better than he himself did, smiled as she placed her arms around his neck when she faced him.

They stood under the hot faucet for a while.

Husband and wife in their enchanted moment. The echo of their afterglow was still ringing and Narcissa could still feel how her abdomen was throbbing from all the sex… but she loved that feeling.

She let out a sigh, and lifted her left leg and swung it around her husband's waist. Harry reached for his wife’s buttocks with one hand and lifted her a bit upwards as his cock had aimed for her pussy all this time. He penetrated her easily and Narcissa let out a gasp and smiled.

Narcissa: Mmmh…

She looked blissful. The memory of their long intercouse was still resonating in her body, and all the strong impulses returned to her in a bolt of lightning in her brain.

Harry smiled back at his wife as he claimed a kiss from her wet lips.

With one hand he held a firm grip on her lush and soft butt cheek, and with the other, he held her safely on the back.

Narcissa had her arms around her husband's neck, and she kissed him. She kissed him so tenderly and lovingly… she had never kissed anyone with such passion and lust as she always kissed Harry Potter… It was like her lips were meant to caress and love his lips and none others.

She was soon so taken away by the situation, so that when Harry’s other hand landed on her other butt cheek, she instinctively knew what to do. She jumped up, and Harry caught her.

They stood like that under the faucet.

Harry, carrying his wife in his hands, with her impaled on his rock hard cock.

Harry and Narcissa Potter

Mr. and Mrs. Potter.

The Minister and his wife.

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The End.