Halloween: Chapter 17 (Patreon)

The hot water cascaded down their bodies, slowly driving the sweat off their skin before it pooled by their feet and trickled down the drain. The shower stall was shrouded in steam, making anything practically translucent.

Harry heaved a sigh and tightened his hold around Narcissa’s curvy frame, his face buried in her hair and his palms resting right over her navel where he slowly fondled the smooth, moist skin. His cock was still squelched deep inside her, having painted her inner walls in white and slowly softening. Narcissa panted.

Her forehead rested against the cold glass wall of the shower, and she could feel his cock slowly moving inside her. Narcissa moaned when it softened as a result of his massive orgasm that had rocked her world for the umpteenth time that night. It still felt like a wet dream from the most perverted of her thoughts.

Never would she have imagined that she would get to experience such a sensation in her life. The mere thought of cheating on her husband was forbidden to her, or at least that’s what she had believed. However, the fact that she had done exactly that, and with her stepson, no less, was something that was even more mind-boggling. He had crashed down all her inhibitions in a solitary strike, rendering her incapable of defying a feeling she had been resisting for years. The way he had treated her throughout the night – from an angelic figure bestowed upon him by the almighty to a cheap whore from some shady part of Knockturn – was something she had no idea she would cherish and crave for.

She moaned when Harry withdrew from her. His semi-hard cock slowly slithered out of her wet pussy and she released a contented sigh when the head popped out with a soft squelch. Narcissa felt him rest his head against her shoulder, his front pressed firmly against her back, and they stayed standing together.

The hot water was still scouring their bodies, drizzling down their frames and they stood there under the water without saying anything. A lot of time had passed since Narcissa had joined him in the shower, and despite all their exertions throughout their evening and now well into the night, there wasn’t even a solitary indication of fatigue. She could agree that they were slightly worn out from their most recent excursion under the shower but it was because of the revitalizing water from the runes that had restored their stamina to the point where physically she felt she had had only one round of sex with Harry.

Harry was feeling not too different from what Narcissa was. It didn’t feel like he had bottomed out inside her for who knows how many times now. The runes had indeed done their job magnificently, restoring their stamina to peak levels before they restarted their latest round of ecstatic debauchery. Despite being satisfied mentally and sexually, both lovers felt physically energized, with barely any hint of exertion.

“That was brilliant,” Narcissa had a sultry smile on her face, and Harry let out a chuckle as he buried his face deeper in her wet hair. His arms were still wrapped around Narcissa, slowly caressing and stroking her smooth belly, his fingers occasionally sinking into her navel and swirling around before drawing away. Narcissa was lightly squirming in his firm hold whenever she felt him tickle the sensitive skin, and Harry felt too delighted to relinquish his hold or put a stop to his ministrations.

“Every time with you is brilliant,” Harry remarked, which caused Narcissa to let out a tinkling laugh.

“Ever the flatterer, aren’t you,” she muttered, and Harry chuckled.

“As they say, it’s not flattery if it’s true,” Harry buried his face over her shoulder, his hand coming up to sweep the wet hair aside before his lips quickly found themselves sucking on her delicate neck. Narcissa moaned.

“Ahh baby you... mmmm... you’re so bad... ohh...”

Harry didn’t bother himself to respond and continued sucking and nibbling the tender skin of her neck.

“And... and you... ohh... and you call me insatiable... when you’re the more dev-deviant... ohh...”

Harry chuckled, and Narcissa felt her skin absorb the vibrations. Her nerves were slowly reaching the overdrive, and she knew if she didn’t stop him, they would stay another hour or two under the shower until they had exhausted every sexual position possible under it.

“Harry ohh... baby as much... as much as I’d like you to continue... mmmm...” Narcissa moaned out loud when he cupped her tits from behind and started rolling her nipples around, kneading the pillowy-soft flesh while his lips continued sucking her neck. She was sure she would display a wide array of bruised skin once she dried herself up.

“Ahh baby please... we need to... to stop now ohh...” Her palms came up to hold his over her tits before she slowly pulled them away. His fingers clung to her nipples, and Narcissa moaned at the feeling before she reluctantly pulled his hand free of her tits.

“You’re an evil woman,” he muttered before sighing into her neck. His hands grabbed hers, and he rested them over her belly for a while.

“Believe me, I want nothing more then for you to take me again and again. Merlin knows we’re both ready to go again, but...” Narcissa left her statement hanging.

“Yeah... we’ve got to finish it up soon. I get it. Dad might be home soon.” Narcissa nodded. Harry released a deep breath and released her hands, and with one final caress over her smooth navel, pulled back. Narcissa sighed at the loss of contact. A big part of her was yearning for his touch already, vehemently reluctant to let him go, but the rational part of her won out. They needed to finish it soon.

She felt him hold her arms gently and turned around. Under the drizzling water, she slowly looked up into the most intense emeralds gazing back at her with a look so heated she felt her pulse quicken. His gaze dropped down to her heaving tits, and Narcissa chuckled.

“You love these, don’t you?” She asked rhetorically and shook them, just a bit, smirking when she saw his eyes follow their movements lecherously.

Harry paid her words no heed and swiftly pulled her close. Narcissa yelped as she was suddenly jerked forward, and she moaned when his hands grabbed a firm hold of her plump rear. Her tits were squashed against his chest, and she was given no moment to utter a word out as his lips cut her off forcefully. Narcissa could do nothing but moan as his tongue invaded her mouth and started exploring. His fingers pinched and kneaded her ass, mauling the soft flesh, and Narcissa started kissing him back with equal fervor.

Every caress and pinch on her rear was answered with her fingers that were threading through his hair. His firm chest was sensually rubbing against her soft tits, and the sensation was further elevated by the hot water that kept trickling down their bodies. Suddenly she felt him move, and she was pulled along with him until they were standing directly under the shower.

Their lips stayed locked together and their tongues were rolling around together inside her mouth as they exchanged saliva lewdly. His fingers were roughly gripping her ass and squeezing the plump flesh harshly and as they kissed each other, Narcissa couldn’t hold back her moan. Harry promptly swallowed it.

She felt his left hand withdraw from her ass before the shower stopped and something cold pressed against her plump rear. Narcissa shivered slightly as the hot water stopped cascading down their bodies, giving way to slight cold air.

‘Soap,’ she thought as Harry started to rub it all over her ass. The cold bar covered the entire expanse of her delicious rear, occasionally burrowing inside the crack and touching her asshole, and Narcissa shuddered whenever it did so. Harry’s hands suddenly detached from her ass entirely as he rubbed the soap all over the twin mounds of flesh before he brought the soap upward.

His right hand rubbed the soap all over her ass while his left hand rubbed the bar all over her back. His hands caressed her back from her ass to the back of her neck, lathering it up in foam before rubbing tenderly. Her heart was beating furiously as she was rendered putty in his embrace. Slowly, Harry withdrew from her lips and pulled back, and Narcissa moaned at the loss of contact. Harry chuckled.

“Well well well... we had to finish it up, didn’t we?” He stated with a smirk, and Narcissa gave him a deadpan stare.

“Yes. We do,” She stoically stated. Harry chuckled and kissed her nose.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make this worthwhile,” he whispered against her lips before giving her a small kiss. Drawing himself up, Harry grabbed her shoulders before turning her around so that her back was pressed firmly against his front. His cock was starting to harden once again and Narcissa felt him poking her entrance. She wriggled her ass over his erection and Harry hissed.

“Minx,” he whispered in her ear and Narcissa shivered.

Slowly, he started rubbing the soap over her belly, moving his arm in circular motions to cover the entire area until her stomach was covered in thick, white foam. His fingers kept brushing the underside of her boobs and as he looked over her shoulder, he saw the foam rising slightly until the bottom of her tits were lathered in soap. Narcissa turned her head sideways and Harry got the perfect angle to latch his lips against the side of her neck. Narcissa moaned.

Harry kept rubbing his hands over her belly and the underside of her tits, abstaining from progressing upward. Narcissa was in two minds – one of anticipation of having his hands on her heavenly globes, and another one of frustration because of the delay she had to endure. It was heaven and torture mixed into one sensual act and she didn’t know which one was dominant.

Harry knew what he was doing and what effect it was having on Narcissa. After all, he was going through the same moral dilemma of anticipation and frustration. No matter what he did to them, he could never get enough of her delicious mounds.

Minutes passed and Harry showed no indication of moving up. Narcissa had started grounding her pussy against his cock. He was already rock hard and the head of his manhood was repeatedly poking her well-fucked pussy but it looked like it wanted more of his meat. Meanwhile, his lips were busy kissing and sucking the side of her neck from behind, and his tongue joined the frenzy and started licking the smooth creamy expanse of skin.

Narcissa was moaning in lust and anticipation and she took a deep breath when she felt him withdraw his hands from her belly, having covered it entirely in white thickness. She felt her heart race in eagerness before a small sigh escaped her lips when his hands started rubbing the soap over her neck and chest right above her tits.

‘How could I’ve forgotten... he’s an asshole.’

Harry’s soft chuckle informed her that she had apparently said it out loud. Narcissa sighed yet again.

“What? You are one,” She retorted and Harry laughed.

“Patience, love... it’ll all come soon,” he whispered and Narcissa shuddered.

Narcissa said nothing and Harry gently rubbed the soap over her front. His hand covered her chest, rubbing against the swell of her tits in such a way that almost half of her tits were covered in soap, with only the middle half still wet from the water. Rubbing the soap over his palms, Harry dragged them over her arms, covering them entirely and slowly stroking them. Narcissa breathed when she felt his fingers rub the sides of her tits. Once Harry realized that, he smirked and started to touch her tits from the side intentionally, rubbing white foam over the soft flesh.

“You’re downright evil,” Narcissa muttered with her eyes closed as Harry chuckled. In retaliation, she started rubbing her pussy against his cock. Her breath caught in her chest when she felt the head of his cock prodding against her entrance.

“You sure you wanna continue that? We’ll be quite a while if you do,” Harry whispered in her ear before gently sucking her earlobe and biting softly, and Narcissa shivered.

In response, she simply ground her pussy harder against his cock.

“Well... I guess that answers it,” Harry muttered before he rubbed her arms. Narcissa didn’t get a moment to form any response as a loud sigh of pleasure escaped her lips.

Harry showed no restraint and started mauling her succulent tits. His palms were full of thick soapy foam and he unabashedly rubbed it all over her firm globes, squeezing the soft flesh and pressing his palms tightly, pulling her even closer. This caused his cock to lurch forward. Narcissa wasted no time and quickly grabbed his cock in her palm. With no time wasted, she guided him inside her.

Both lovers groaned when he filled her up once again. The feeling of her pussy walls enveloping his cock had become so familiar in such a short time that none of the two realized it had been mere hours since their first tryst.

Their movements quickly synced together. Harry busied his hands as they mauled her delicious tits, covering foam all over her ivory skin and squeezing the soft flesh in a way he so loved, while Narcissa started thrusting her ass back and forth, fucking herself on his throbbing length while standing pressed up against him. Harry was sucking the side of her neck and nibbling on the tender flesh. Narcissa turned her head sideways and wasted no time in mashing their lips together.

They looked the perfect picture of passion incarnate. Her body was covered entirely in white, and so was his front, as they rocked together in the shower. His hands were rubbing and caressing her succulent tits before dropping over her navel and rising back up to those heavenly globes. Meanwhile, Narcissa kept their lower regions occupied as she fucked herself on his raging hard-on.

The shower stall became the witness of their passionate coupling once more as it echoed with the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the slick sound of his cock pistoning in and out of her cunt. Despite having been fucked so many times and so thoroughly over the past few hours, Narcissa’s pussy still kept a tight grip on his boner and Harry was loving every second of it.

‘Oh yes. This pussy is made for my cock.’

With renewed passion, Harry started to match Narcissa’s thrusts with his own and began ramming his hard cock roughly against her pussy. Narcissa cried out in jubilation as Harry continued to hammer away inside her while his hands played with her large tits.

It was a good thing that Harry had charmed the floor earlier because the soap had cascaded down their bodies and pooled at their feet which would’ve caused them to slip had it not been for his foresight. It also gave them the freedom to fuck each other furiously while their bodies rubbed sensuously and slipped together due to the soap covering their skin. Friction had shifted from top to bottom.

Harry was having the experience of a lifetime. Here he stood balls deep inside this alluring blonde goddess while his hands stayed wrapped around her naked curvy frame and his hands played with her large tits, squeezing and bouncing the bountiful flesh around as his lips devoured hers and their tongues rolled together inside the confines of her lovely mouth.

As they kissed each other, Harry’s hands squeezed and pulled and mauled her tits and Narcissa started to breathe harder, which was made a lot tougher when she had to do it while kissing him furiously. Her pussy tingled due to the combined effect of his ministrations and his powerful thrusts and her tongue entwined with his.

As they continued to passionately make out with his cock buried deep inside her, they knew. They knew how tough it was to stop now. As Harry slowly pulled back to look Narcissa in the eyes, her half-lidded gaze was all he needed to know that there was no stopping. They had initiated it, and it will end for now only when it truly did.

Lustfully, they grinned before their lips collided once more.

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To be continued...