Harry's concubines (Chapter 2)

15 March, 2006,

Number 12, Grimmauld place,

08:15 A.M.

Narcissa was having a real erotic dream in the morning. She dreams of events forcing her to sell her body to her son's archrival Harry Potter in exchange for Draco's release from Azkaban. In her dream, Potter had brought her to her ancestral home, the Black Manor, and had his wicked way with her. He had thrown her down on the king-sized bed of the master bedroom where he had spent the entire night battering her poor, sloppy, wet pussy into oblivion with his big fat inhuman cock, giving her the best lay of her life. Narcissa was very ashamed of her dream self for being such a randy slut, she had squirted multiple times in her dream from all the non-stop hard fucking.

That's how Harry found Narcissa when he returned to the bedroom after taking a morning shower. She was lying on her stomach with her head on the pillow, moaning his name in her sleep. His dick twitched at the noise as he came closer. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at her trembling from head to toe. She's having a sex dream about me Harry thought gleefully as he looked at her flushed body.

Harry, unfortunately, couldn't glimpse much of Narcissa, as the blanket was pulled right below her large breasts. He didn't like that at all. Such a lovely vision warranted to be feasted by his eyes. He climbed on the bed and grasped the offending blanket and pulled it off her body and the bed. She shivered and whined in the cold as the chilled air from the outside blew in through the open window.

Harry scooted closer and straddled Narcissa's legs, taking care to not put too much pressure on her. He gently pushed open her crossed legs and bent down to plant some kisses on her pale thighs. He placed both his hands on her exposed bottom, gripping the soft flesh firmly. Then he cupped one of the soft round cheeks of her ass and gave it a firm squeeze. Narcissa's response to his gentle treatment was arching her back, pushing her behind against his hand.

Harry took that as an encouraging sign and he began to suck, lick and bite the inside of her thighs. He kissed as much of her thighs as he could until he finally arrived at her derriere. Harry slid his right hand between her upper thighs and parted them until her legs were open even more and her ass was right in front of his face tempting him to dive in.

Slowly, Harry inched his finger down between her cheeks until his fingertips were on either side of her pussy. He slowly pulled apart her asscheeks and pressed his tongue against her lower lips.

"Fuck, yes... " Narrcissa moaned in her sleep sexily as Harry parted her wet folds with his tongue. He began to use his tongue in long strokes from her gushing opening up to her hardened nub. The action left Narcissa panting and thrusting her hips up for more and the Auror was more than happy enough to oblige.

Content with the result of his efforts, Harry continued lapping up her sweet nectar.

However, he had already fucked her pussy plently and now he wanted to try something new and exciting. Harry brought his fingers up from her soaking cunt up to her tightly puckered little hole and flicked around it twice. His head spun from the excitement of taking the pureblood woman's anal virginity.

As Harry's tongue found her engorged clit between the soft folds of Narcissa's cunny, his index finger pushed against her tiny wrinkled pink hole. Harry bit his lip in anticipation as he pressed downward trying to insert his digit in Narcissa's tightly clenched arsehole. Gradually her muscles relaxed, allowing his finger to slide deep inside her.

"Dear Merlin, aaaah!" Narcissa moaned loudly as her sacred hole allowed someone entry inside for the first time. Her soft moans of pleasure turned into a scream as she climaxed spectacularly on his tongue from the new experience of having something long and thin moving inside her bum.

Narcissa's eyes shot open so adorably confused from the unexpected pleasurable experience. She thrashed beneath him wildly as she rode down her orgasm.

She looked around the room with hooded eyes and chest heaving, clearly still half-asleep. However, understanding dawned soon as her eyes landed on Harry with his raven head stuffed half inside her arse as he tried to rapidly drink up the juice streaming from her hole.

"It wasn't a dream. It was all real." Narcissa murmured softly to herself in shock as the fog cleared and her mind sharpened to its usual state, reminding her of the debauchery she had guiltily enjoyed so much last night.

It was difficult for Harry now to properly finger-fuck Narcissa in the ass as she thrashed wildly in the bed with her hips bucking and her legs kicking his knees. Still he kept his finger inside as her body slowly relaxed. Harry's own dick was throbbing with pressing need for some time, but he ignored it and stayed focused on pleasuring his new concubine as his fingers worked faster in the growing moisture.

Narcissa however gasped in outrage as his speed increased and she finally noticed the finger going in and out of her arsehole without her consent.

"What do you think you're doing? Stop it!" Narcissa screamed at him in rising anger as she tried to get up.

Harry however trapped her leg underneath his knees tightly as she tried her best to immediately get away from his offending digits. But her efforts were for naught as he easily held her in his superior grip.

"Oh, god! What are you doing?" Cissy whimpered in fear as she felt him press another finger against her backdoor and push it through with no mercy.

"Aiiii... " Narcissa moaned loudly as she felt another solid object started drilling deep inside her bowels. It felt so strange and wrong to have something move inside her bum. She had never felt anything like it before in her life. It was painful at first like she had expected but slowly the pleasure that was coming easily outweighed the minor pain in comparison.

The thing that Potter was doing to her was supposed to be wrong, a sin, Narcissa thought in confusion as she remembered the lesson and warnings she had received from her mother right before her marriage. Then why on earth in Merlin's name, she felt her body building up to another orgasm. No pureblood witch from a respected family would ever let anyone bugger her in the arse, it was supposed to be only the filthy muggles who did such vile things to each other in the name of pleasure. Then why did it feel so good to Narcissa as Potter's fingers curled in her tight orifice?

Harry had been facing his own dilemma. He knew that Narcissa was getting close to another stunning orgasm but his body had cravings as well. Besides, he had been charitable enough. The foreplay had dragged on for too long. He wished to be inside Narcissa right this instant. He slipped his left hand beneath her stomach and flipped her around so that she was lying on her back with her legs raised in the air. Still, he needed her hips positioned a bit higher to get the perfect angle for his eager cock to penetrate her arsehole. He looked around and pondered what to do. Then his eyes landed on the pillows propped up against the head of the bed. He summoned one in his hand and placed it beneath her hips.

Clapping his hands in satisfaction, Harry crawled on top of Narcissa. He quickly and thoroughly coated his raging penis in the juices dripping from her flowing pussy. Then he guided his massive bellend up to the entrance of her tight little virgin arsehole.

All the sound in the room stopped and it became deadly quiet as they both held their breath in anticipation. Harry looked down at his soon-to-be concubine and saw fear, awe, hesitation, but also a deep wanting. That desire in Narcissa's eyes told Harry that he didn't need her verbal consent to go ahead, because he could see the longing in her grey eyes.

So, slowly Harry pressed forward and applied a little pressure on her wrinkled rose, giving Narcissa all the time to adjust to the invasion of her backdoor, as his swollen tip opened her sphincter and went inside.

"H-Harry -" Narcissa breathed as her chest heaved up and down, and her front flushed, covered in sweat as Harry pushed his way inside her. She let out a gasp from the intense burn as Harry sunk into her depths surprisingly easily.

A moan escaped both of their lives as Harry stuffed his entire length inside her hot cavern. Harry's hand reached down and pulled her hips closer for better penetration.

Narcissa gripped the bedsheets tightly as Harry began to move faster. All she could hear was the sound of slapping skin and Harry's loud grunts as he rocked in and out of her backdoor so fast that she was afraid that he was going to destroy her insides.

"Oh, sweet Merlin, Cissy. How are you so damn tight?" Harry moaned lovingly in her ear as he leaned down and pulled one of her hard nipple into his mouth, licking his tongue all over for a few seconds before giving it tiny little love bites. Harry's other hand squeezed her breast as he kneaded the flesh firmly.

Harry knew that it was Narcissa's first anal experience and he was fucking her pretty roughly, but he couldn't help it. His body demanded him to fuck her so hard that she would have stars in her eyes.

Narcissa by now was fully into it as she laid underneath him mewling. All the initial pain has been replaced by overwhelming pleasure. The likes of which she had never imagined. She scratched his back with her nails and her legs wrapped around his waist to pull him even closer so that he could pound her ass even harder.

Sooner than either of them wanted, their climax arrived. As Harry gave a extra hard thrust inside, Narcissa screamed as her orgasm rushed through and black spots and stars blocked her vision.

As Narcissa squirmed beneath Harry from the pleasure, her insides clamped down on Harry's cock wondrously, milking him thoroughly as she tightened further and further.

Harry collapsed on top of her boneless as he came forcefully, jet after jet of hot cum splashed against the wall of insides of her ass as he wrapped his arms around her. Finally, when he had filled Narcissa's ass to the brim with his spunk, Harry pulled out his dick from the tight hole. A stream of cum came out of her butthole, making a puddle on the bedsheet.

"That was unbelievable." Harry whispered appreciatively in Narcissa's ear as he bit her earlobe. She smiled back at him in satisfaction and pulled his head down to kiss him deeply.

When they separated a few moments later, Harry noticed Narcissa looked pretty satisfied.

"Did you enjoy it?" Harry asked her curiously.

"I loved it." Narcissa answered immediately. "It was a bit painful at the start but that's acceptable for the pleasure that comes afterwards."

At her answer Harry gave her another small peck on her lips.

"All right we've had enough fun. It's time for a shower. Let's go. Kreacher must have the breakfast ready by now and will be very cross with me if it got cold." Harry said as he got up from the bed and pulled her up with him.

Narcissa however forced him to look back as she stopped abruptly. She had a troubled look on her face.

"What is it?" Harry asked her wondering why she was suddenly upset.

Narcissa looked up at him worried. However she steeled herself and asked him in a breaking voice.

"You'll fulfil your promise, right? You'll get Draco his freedom, no?" She asked him anxiously.

Harry took her shaking hands and placed them in his. "I'll talk to Shacklebolt in the afternoon and by the evening Draco will be under house arrest at Malfoy Manor." he promised sincerely.

Narcissa's face lit up with happiness and she began to lead him inside the bathroom intending on giving him another reward.