Halloween: Chapter 18 (Patreon)

The sounds of illicit lovemaking echoed around the shower stall as Harry continued to slam away inside Narcissa. It had been over an hour since they had started their carnal dance inside his shower and the intensity was barely diminished. In fact, if one could observe the passion that was being exhibited, it would’ve been impossible to believe that they had been going at it for over an hour.

The revitalizing runes were truly a godsend.

However, it didn’t mean their strenuous activities throughout the night hadn’t taken their toll on their physical as well as mental selves. They had lost count of the number of times they had reached their climaxes that evening and night put together, let alone the time they had spent conjoined, their bodies molding together, any space between them nonexistent.

It was wrong. It was akin to taboo – a stepson and his stepmother engaging in such debauchery – but they couldn’t bring themselves to care, not now. Not when their lust was clouding their minds entirely.

A loud cry tore its way out of Narcissa’s throat and her entire frame shook wildly as Harry slammed particularly roughly inside her. Numerous thrusts already and yet he was able to coax out such response from her.

Their erotic bodies were molded together in a manner reminiscent of their first time on that sofa in James’ office, the only difference, and what a difference it was, being that they were so well versed with every nook and cranny of one another’s bodies already that it was now somewhat second sense for them to understand when to switch and when to pause.

This was evident when Harry stopped his movements for a couple of seconds which gave Narcissa ample time to right herself. Grinning lecherously, she looked at his face and to her delight, found the same look mirrored on his handsome visage.

“Go on, lover... fuck me har-” Narcissa cried when Harry thrust himself furiously inside her.

That bastard. He didn’t even let her complete before he started hammering away inside her. For her part, Narcissa could do nothing but stand there slightly bent over, as her lover took her roughly from behind. Never before had she endured such treatment at the hands of another, nor had she imagined she would endure such sensations in her life. She had long given up on any dreams that had even a hint of a carnal element to them, knowing they were out of her reach given her husband’s unfortunate skirmish on his job.

However, fate surely had different plans, or rather the two of them had, and Narcissa had taken the opportunity with arms open. Quite similar to how her legs were, wide open and inviting as her illicit lover continued to take advantage of her prone form and thrust away at a pace so rapid her tits were bouncing freely around.

Even that didn’t last long as Harry firmly latched on her heavenly melons, his hands playing, squeezing and mauling the soft but firm flesh. Narcissa moaned.

“You... you surely do love them...”

Harry chuckled in return and nibbled on her ear.

“What can I say... they are better than any other pair I’ve ever seen...”

Narcissa moaned.

“Even better than those Veela cheerleaders you have back in France? You know I’m aware what goes on after the games, right?”

“Heh,” Harry clicked his tongue as his pelvis kept thrusting back and forth, burying his length inside her quivering snatch with each stroke, “they are great, I’m not gonna lie, but...”

“Uh... but...?” She gasped out as Harry pinched her nipples.

“But they’re not you...” Harry grunted and slammed roughly inside her.

“You’ve no idea, do you?” he asked when Narcissa didn’t reply.

“I’m not surprised... even I didn’t realize it...” he continued thrusting at a rough pace as Narcissa breathed heavily.

“What are you... uh... umm... saying... ohh...” Narcissa managed to make out as her insides were ravished exhaustively by his throbbing cock.

“Well... it took me seeing you in your dress tonight to... to realize what a... ugh... what a total knockout you are...”

“Is... is that so?”

“Uh huh... you’ve no idea... if I could, I’d have taken you right there on the stairs the moment you walked down...” Harry grunted and sank his fingers into her bubble butt.

“Ahhh... now I wish... that you’d done that... would’ve saved us a few hours at least...”

Harry simply chuckled.

“Don’t worry about that, babe... I’ll give you hours and more of this,” he gave her tits a firm squeeze before giving one mighty thrust inside her. The force was enough to send her forward and her cheek pressed up against the wall under the shower.

“Don’t worry Cissy... I’ll fuck you over, and over, and over again... I’ll keep fucking you until you can’t walk straight... until you admit to me that all your pent up frustrations over the years have been released... and you know what?”

Narcissa was hyperventilating. His words were so hot, his mouth so foul, and when it combined with his rough actions behind her, Narcissa could barely manage a “Wh-what?”

“When you admit to me that you’ve been thoroughly satisfied, I’ll repeat it all. Get ready Cissy... get ready to get addicted to this cock...”

Narcissa moaned.

'I already am...'

“You’d love that, right? Being my cock sleeve? My personal slut?”

“Ohhh... ahh...”

“My exclusive cum bucket... you filthy whore... look at you Cissy... a perfect wife until now, getting off of my filthy mouth and my big cock... what a slut you are Cissy...”

Harry grunted and started to fuck her furiously, and Narcissa wailed out loud.

“AHHH... AHH YEAAAA... I AM... I AM A SLUT... OHHH... BUT... BUT ONLY FOR YOU BABY... ONLY FOR YOUR DICK... FUCK ME HARRY... FUCK ME EVERYDAY... FUCK ME WHENEVER YOU WANT BABY... FUCK ME WHEREVER YOU WANT OHHHH... YESSSS...”

SMACK!

Harry grinned and a loud smack echoed throughout their surroundings as he watched her supple ass jiggle under the impact.

“YESSS! SPANK ME BABY! FUCK ME! MERLIN AHHH... IT FEELS SO GOOD!”

“Is that so, huh?” Harry whispered in her ear, and Narcissa could do nothing but moan.

“Yesss... but...”

“Hmm?”

“Lie down... I want to... I want to ride you here...”

Harry grinned. It thrilled him to see Narcissa taking the initiative here, and without any delay, he pulled out of her. Narcissa released a loud moan as she felt his raging hard-on pull out of her in a wet squelch of their combined juices. Her front was pressing against the wall and slowly, she pulled away. Turning around, she saw him drop down on his knees before he sat down on the wet floor. The water was falling from the shower right on his chest, drops sprinkling around and on his face but he didn’t seem to care. His hand was rubbing his cock before he patted his lap, his eyes firmly locked on hers.

Narcissa smiled sexily and stalked forward. It was barely three steps away but she took her time, slowly raising her legs and sashaying toward him. He chuckled.

Her legs planted on either side of his own, and he raised his hands. Still smiling, she gripped his hands and slowly squatted down until her legs were folded under her body. Slowly, deliberately, she released his left hand and dragged her hand down his body. Her fingers traced his toned chest, brushing over his nipple before they caressed his abs, all the while their eyes stayed locked together before she firmly grabbed his cock in her soft hands. Harry hissed slightly at her delicate touch and Narcissa smirked.

Still smirking, she lined up his erection against her wet opening and popped the head in. Harry didn’t seem to mind the wait, in fact, he was rather enjoying her ministrations. Narcissa however deemed it enough and with nary a thought, dropped herself on his lap, burying him to the hilt inside her. Twin groans of pleasure released and lost themselves amidst the cacophony of lewd sounds as Harry bottomed out inside her quivering snatch with a wet squelch.

Releasing his hold on her left hand, he grabbed her by the waist and held her firmly. Narcissa grabbed onto his shoulders and nodded. Slowly, she started rocking on his cock, his length slithering in and out of her, burrowing its way even deeper inside her. The water was falling between them, and it created a veil as she looked at him. Slowly, their faces moved forward until they were both under the shower and their lips locked together in a hungry kiss. No words needed to be spoken as Narcissa started to rock her ass on his lap, taking him inside her with every slam.

The sounds of their lovemaking were compounded as a result of the water as every time Narcissa slammed herself down on his cock, the sound of skin slapping against skin was accompanied by a wet squelch of water that displaced every time their bodies collided together. The result was something entirely different.

Their lips stayed locked together as their tongues intertwined inside her mouth. Their breathing was somewhat steady as they continued to move together. Narcissa slammed herself roughly down on his cock and Harry did his best to match her movements despite the limited room he had. His hands found their place right over her shapely rear and he grabbed a firm hold of both her plump cheeks as Narcissa’s grip on his shoulders tightened. With his grip on her ass secured, Harry began to direct her, bouncing her on his cock as his lips stayed busy devouring hers.

Her beautiful tits were swaying between them before Narcissa leaned forward and eliminated the marginal gap between their upper bodies. Harry bathed in the delightful feeling of her succulent tits rubbing against his firm chest sensuously, the water cascading down their bodies and escalating the eroticism of the moment.

SMACK!

His palm collided harshly against her sexy ass as Narcissa grunted into their kiss, and Harry was surprised but nonetheless thrilled at the fact that she had managed to suppress her scream. However...

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“AAAAHHHHHHHH!”

Harry grinned as Narcissa cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as he slapped both of her ass cheeks together before squeezing roughly.

“You wanted that, right?”

Narcissa could barely nod and Harry grinned. However, before he could reassert himself upon her, she surprised him by pushing him back. He felt his back come into contact with the floor and looked up at Narcissa. She was leaning over him, her blonde locks framing her face and covering his. He looked up into her eyes to see them hooded. She was gone, overflowing with sexual haze and he knew it wouldn’t clear until she had had her climax. He was all too happy to do the small task.

Grinning, he grabbed her hair in a rough grip and pulled her down, slamming his lips against hers. Narcissa only grunted and returned his kiss with equal passion. Her fingers grabbed his shoulders tightly as Harry bent his knees upward, his feet planted firmly on the wet floor.

Quickly, he brought his hands down and grabbed a firm hold of her ass, and without any warning, slammed his cock up inside her. Narcissa howled.

Harry was in no mood though. He continued to suck her lips roughly and started to mercilessly thrust upward inside her well-fucked pussy. The entire shower stall echoed with the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin, and it was akin to applause given the ferocity of his thrusts. Harry fucked her hard and fast, giving her no room to breathe as he continued to ravish her lovely mouth.

Their bodies were getting drenched in hot water but they weren’t bothered enough to care about it. It was rather pleasant in every sense.

The beautiful blonde was not idle either, despite being aroused beyond comprehension. She kept slamming her back down on his cock, fucking herself in time with every thrust of his and getting ever so close to her imminent climax. She was almost there!

Only when he felt her inner walls clench around his cock did he realize she was having an orgasm. Her shivering form was enclosed in his arms as he tightened his hold on her. He was close as well, and he wanted to fill her up with his seed before she rode out her climax.

Narcissa had her insides painted white yet again and she couldn’t remember how many orgasms they had had throughout the night. The head of his cock exploded deep inside her snatch, and load after fucking load of his potent seed splattered all over her inner walls. Harry grunted as he shot ropes of cum all the way inside her.

After what felt like hours, the two lovers crumpled on the ground in a heap. Narcissa collapsed on top of him, her breasts squashed up against his chest and Harry lay there, panting. She lay there, relishing in the feeling of being so thoroughly fucked to an intense orgasm, absolutely satisfied and full of cum.

A few minutes passed and Harry’s flaccid cock slithered out of her pussy, and Narcissa released a small groan at the sensation of their juices dripping down her pussy and right on his lap. Slowly she lifted her head and looked at him. The two lovers gazed at one another before their lips locked together in a slow kiss.

Harry wrapped his arms around her as they continued to kiss one another. Slowly, they pulled away and rested their foreheads together.

“We’ve got to finish now...” Narcissa murmured as she buried her face in the crook of his neck.

“Yeah...” Harry sighed after a few moments of blissful silence, dripping water occupying it all the while.

Slowly, Narcissa pulled back and stood back up, and Harry did the same. Wordlessly, he pulled her under the shower and joined her. The two lovers cleaned each other, washing their bodies together and cleaning every evidence of sex off themselves. Once or twice their hands lingered, however, they refrained from delaying, and soon enough, they were done.

Harry pulled the door to the shower stall open and they walked out. He stayed behind her, his eyes firmly on her swaying heart-shaped ass. Narcissa looked over her shoulder and smirked. Harry chuckled and shrugged his shoulders as if saying 'What can I do?'.

They grabbed a pair of fluffy towels and took turns drying each other up. There was something oddly intimate about all this, something that contrasted with their wild lovemaking under the shower.

While Narcissa took special care wiping his nether region, Harry couldn’t get enough of her lovely tits. Only Narcissa’s melodious laughter brought him out of his funk. He simply shrugged his shoulders and gave her a small kiss.

He put on his boxers and noted that Narcissa had brought a set of scandalous burgundy lingerie with her, and helped her put it on. Not that he minded, it gave him another opportunity to play with her wondrous tits. Narcissa slapped his hand lightly when he started to get too handsy before kissing him firmly. Harry squeezed her ass lightly and caressed her body as their lips moved together.

However, their moment was abruptly cut off as Narcissa yelped. Harry too jumped back as he looked at what had spooked her. His eyes widened when he saw the Stag Patronus of his father standing right in front of them.

Their eyes sought each other out before the Patronus attracted their attention once again. It turned toward Narcissa and they heard James’ voice, gruff and heavy.

“I won’t be able to make it home for some time. Certain guests have made the situation more complicated. Will try to explain tomorrow somehow. See you soon.”

Surprised, the two illicit lovers looked at one another as the Patronus dissipated and silence reigned in the steaming bathroom.

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To be continued...