Unfaithful (Ch. 10)(Exclusive)

Unfaithful

Chapter 10

Emma Granger stuffed an armful of dirty clothes into the washing machine. She poured in a capful of detergent and closed the lid before turning the machine on. While she certainly didn’t dislike her life, she would be the first to admit that it had become a little stale. Of course, the staleness didn’t start right away.

It began when her daughter, Hermione, had gone off to Hogwarts just before her twelfth birthday. For the rest of those seven years, it had just been her and her husband for the majority of the year. That was when she realized what the rest of her life had in store for her. Idle chit-chat while sitting around the house, that’s what her life was destined to be. Thankfully, most of their day was spent at work, so it wasn’t too bad. At some point, she and her husband had started to drift away from each other, emotionally speaking. It was clear that they still loved each other, but there was no fire in their relationship. Her husband began spending more and more time at the country club and golf course. Emma, unfortunately, didn’t have hobbies that she could spend her time doing. There were no sports that she loved to play. All in all, it made for some very boring days.

Emma placed the blue, plastic cap back on the bright orange bottle when suddenly, she felt a pair of hands roughly grab her waist. She screamed in fright, dropping the bottle of laundry detergent on the floor. She was violently spun around, and she saw the smiling face of Harry Potter.

“Harry!” she screeched, giving his chest a shove. Harry chuckled as she clutched her chest while trying to get her breathing back under control. “You scared me, you bastard,” Emma glared at him. Harry just found the situation even more amusing.

“You were the one telling me how you wanted more excitement in your life,” he reminded her, pulling her by her hips until her chest was pressed right against his. Emma’s heart continued to pound, but this time for a different reason. Harry’s hands slipped between their bodies, and his expert fingers began unbuttoning her jeans. When the zipper was pulled down, she began tingling between her legs just from knowing what was about to come.

“I wasn’t asking for a heart attack,” she told him as his hands left her unbuttoned jeans and slid up the front of her baggy t-shirt. She really wished that she had dressed better. The one thing that she was thankful for was that since Harry began “visiting” her, she always made sure to keep her body freshly shaved. “I didn’t know that you were planning on coming by,” she slightly stuttered as his hands caressed the smooth skin of her slim belly. Emma had kept herself in great shape. She was a MILF in every sense of the word, Harry thought as his fingertips reached the underside of her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

“I hadn’t been by for a few days,” he told her. “I was beginning to miss the taste of your body,” Harry teased her, removing his hands from her shirt. He spun her body around so that her shapely ass was pressed tightly against his erection. Emma immediately began slowly grinding her ass against his crotch while Harry moved the hair from the back of her neck. He leaned in and kissed her softly. Emma gasped, and her body bucked. “You taste like Hermione, you know…” he told her with a smirk.

Emma’s eyes widened, and she gasped out loud. Emma was aware that Harry and her daughter were having an affair, but he had never been so open about it. Now he was actively comparing mother and daughter. She couldn’t lie to herself … It kind of turned her on. Hermione was still young and quite beautiful, and yet, Harry was here with HER, playing with HER body. It made her feel sexy. Harry didn’t ask her. He simply guided her with his hands on her waist. She pushed open the door to her bedroom, and they entered. Harry closed the door behind him and pulled out his wand. She already knew what he was doing. He was placing protections on the door so that they wouldn’t get caught. She was trying not to rub her thighs together as she was led to the bed. Emma crawled onto the bed that she shared with her husband. That day, however, she was sharing it with her daughter’s best friend. Her eyes stayed glued to him as he kicked off his shoes and socks, and removed his shirt. Her eyes traveled down as he unbuttoned his own jeans. Emma, desperate to get involved, slid over to him and started tugging his jeans down. Both his jeans and boxers were pulled down, and his fat cock sprang out and slapped her underneath the chin. Before it even stopped bouncing, her hand was wrapped around the shaft and the head was pressed against her lips. Opening her mouth, her tongue snaked out and began swirling around the tip.

She smiled as she heard him moan. It was good to know that she could still bring pleasure to a man, she thought as she rested the tip of her tongue against the underside of his head. As her tongue wiggled around, Harry groaned and threaded his fingers through her long, brown hair. It wasn’t long before she wrapped her lips around him and took him into her mouth.

Harry resisted the urge to thrust his hips forward. The flat of her tongue sliding against his shaft felt incredible as she took him deeper down her throat. When his belly touched her face, Harry gently grabbed a fistful of her chestnut hair and slowly began fucking her mouth.

Emma gagged once when his cock hit the back of her throat. As it went deeper, she calmed herself and took it like a champ. She rolled her eyes upward and saw him looking down at her. When he smiled, she felt her cheeks heat up. Pulling his cock from her mouth, he was just about to push her back on the bed when she leaned in and captured his bloated sack between her lips. She just couldn’t get enough of him. Licking and slurping on his balls, Emma moaned like a whore while she jerked his shaft with one hand. The other was reaching around him to paw at his toned ass cheeks.

“You’re such a naughty girl,” Harry teased her. Emma felt embarrassed but pleased nonetheless. “Naughty girls deserve to be punished,” he told her before pushing her flat on her back. He removed the rest of his clothes while watching her squirm on the bed.

Harry pulled the socks from her feet before grabbing her jeans by the waistband. He tugged them hard, and with one pull, they were halfway down her pale thighs. Emma helped him by lifting her legs up. He jerked and pulled them until they slipped over her feet. She was just about to put her legs down when he grabbed her ankles and held them together with one hand. Emma shuddered as he ran his hand down the back of her thigh. She could feel her pussy getting wetter by the second, and when his fingers brushed against the crotch of her white, cotton panties, she gasped and arched her back. Harry then pressed his thumb against her slit and started moving it up and down. By then, she knew that her panties must have been completely soaked. “Does this feel good?” he asked her. Emma closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She then nodded silently.

SMACK!

Emma’s eyes flew open, and she yelped in pain. Her bottom was stinging something fierce as Harry’s hand collided with her ass. “I asked you a question,” Harry smirked. “Does it feel good?”

SMACK!

“Yes! It feels good,” Emma squealed, her bottom burning. She was squirming wildly. For some strange reason, the pain was making the pleasure feel extra good.

“It seems someone likes to get spanked,” Harry said, sounding amused. “Your pussy is soaked!”

Before Emma could reply, her legs were pushed forward until her feet were above her head and her body was folded in half. She watched helplessly as Harry grabbed the back of her panties and pulled them down over her ass and pussy. Emma had never been treated this way. None of her past lovers had ever treated her body as though it were a sex toy. She found that she thoroughly enjoyed it. With her panties down to her knees, Emma could see that her hairless lips were shiny and slick with arousal. Her scent hung heavy in the air, and Harry wasted no time in leaning down and licking her from asshole to clit. Emma squealed as her pussy convulsed. Her body shook from the mini orgasm that she had just had. She felt her panties being pulled off when suddenly, her entire view was covered by his low-hanging sack. Harry was hovering over her face as he lined himself up with her wet slit. Her body folded and her legs spread, Emma had no choice but to allow his sack to rub all over her face as he pushed his monstrously large cock into her tight opening. When she squealed in pleasure, her mouth was almost instantly stuffed full of his balls. All she could do was suck on them as Harry began power-fucking her sensitive pussy. Within seconds, she had already experienced her second orgasm.

It wasn’t long until Emma could taste her own juices on his balls. Her pussy juice was dripping down his cock and over his balls even as he fiercely thrust into her. Her walls were tightening with every thrust, and the sounds that her body was producing from his harsh fucking embarrassed her to no end.

Harry smiled down at Hermione’s mother. He gripped her ass cheeks tightly and spread them apart. He could see her pink, little hole pucker as he stuffed her larger hole full of cock. Harry could feel her creaming all over him, making her insides even slicker than before. Placing his thumb against her asshole, he began massaging it as her walls tightly clung to him. Below him, he heard Emma cry out, and he felt her voice’s vibrations on his sack. He suddenly felt her clamp down on him. Harry chuckled as the MILF came all over his cock. He quickly pulled out and slapped her ass again. She screamed and began to violently squirt all over his bare chest.

Emma was flopping around as she came hard. It wasn’t until Harry straddled her stomach that she stopped thrashing. He reached down and tore her t-shirt down the middle. Her big, beautiful tits exploded outward. Emma stuttered as Harry shoved his fat cock between her tits. She put her hands against the outside of her breasts and pushed them together, creating a tight crevice for him to fuck. Her body jerked back and forth as he fucked her tits. Emma opened her mouth and attempted to suck him off every time his head came close. Then, without warning, her face was splattered with his thick, hot cum. Harry groaned in pleasure as another rope of cum landed on her face and hair. Emma opened her mouth, and Harry rewarded her by pulling his cock from her cleavage and cumming directly into it. Soon, she was gurgling from having her mouth filled. Harry continued to paint her body with his seed even as she struggled to drink it all down.

Once he was dry, Harry rolled off of her and laid down in her husband’s spot. He sighed happily and threaded his fingers behind his head. Emma glanced at him and saw that his cock was still rock hard. She knew that she wasn’t going to be let off the hook with one quick fuck. Still, her pussy was too sensitive to take another pounding so soon. She rolled onto her hands and knees, hoping to slip into the bathroom to clean up and recover. Harry had different plans.

As her ass rose into the air, Harry saw her puckered hole again. Within seconds, her back was arched, and he had the tip of his cock pressed against the little hole. Emma bit down on the bedsheets as he lubed up her hole with his wand. “Let’s see if your ass is as good as your daughter’s,” he told her as he slowly pushed in.

Outside the bedroom, her husband walked up to the door and thought that he heard a high-pitched squeal. Suddenly, he remembered that he had something else to do across town. He wasn’t sure what he had to do, but he definitely had to do something. He turned and left his wife to be anally wrecked by his daughter’s best friend.