The Subs (Part 1)

The Subs

Emma Granger couldn’t believe how things had come to this, though she couldn’t find it in her heart to regret it. It all started with her piece of shit husband. She had discovered that he had been unfaithful in the past and was still cheating on her to this day. He had his own separate little life away from her and their daughter. He had a secret girlfriend that he had been seeing regularly for at least a few years. The worst part was that she was only a couple of years younger than Emma. And in her opinion, not anywhere close to being as pretty.

She just couldn’t understand her husband Dan. If she was way younger and prettier, then at least Emma could understand. From what she knew, men just liked to stick their dicks in anything that moved. Unfortunately for Dan, he angered Emma, and she wanted revenge.

She wasn’t sure if she wanted a divorce or not. She figured that she should at least wait a few months and let herself calm down before fully deciding. Hermione told her that she would support any decision that she made.

But just because she didn’t rush to end things, that didn’t mean that she wasn’t going to get revenge. What’s good for the goose is good for the gander after all. If he could have something on the side, then so could she. The only bad part about that was figuring out who to be with. She didn’t want to just jump in bed with the first man that she met. She wanted to be with someone good, someone who was better than her husband in every way. That’s where Harry had stepped in.

She had discovered before that Hermione was a sub, and that she loved to be dominated by her lover, Harry Potter. Emma confessed that she was a bit of a sub as well, but unfortunately, her husband didn’t have a dominating personality. After she confessed to her daughter about wanting to take a lover, she must have told Harry, because he immediately stepped in to take that role.

Being a sub, Hermione had no choice but to happily accept the fact that her boyfriend would be bringing her mother into their relationship, and that he would be fucking her in every way possible. Being a sub herself, Emma bowed her head and accepted her role as his personal fuck toy.

Later that day, Harry sent Hermione to stay with her friend Ginny and used some nifty magic to get her husband to stay away from the house for a while. He wanted Emma to himself that night. But Harry didn’t wait for the night to fall before starting. While Emma was cooking their dinner, Harry came up behind her.

She gasped when her dress was lifted from behind. Looking over her shoulder with wide eyes, she saw Harry smirking as he moved her dress out of the way. His hand landed on her thong-clad ass with a loud slap that made her cheeks jiggle. Not saying anything, Emma went back to cooking with her cheeks tinged a dark pink. His hands were idle during that time. He confidently groped her bare ass, exploring every inch of them. His fingers even dipped into her crack and rubbed against her dampening panties.

“Already wet?” he teased. Emma looked away in embarrassment. She gripped the edge of the counter and gasped when Harry peeled the thong off of her ass and slid it down her smooth legs. Obediently stepping out of them, she was now nude underneath her dress. Her balled-up panties landed on the counter in front of her as Harry dropped down to his knees.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered. Emma obeyed and opened her stance until her feet were shoulder length apart. The skirt of her dress was bunched up exposing her bare ass to him. His hands squeezed and played with her cheeks. He spread them apart and had her bend over. Her face was flaming red knowing that he was looking at her wet pussy and virgin asshole. She felt one of his hands touch her pussy and spread her wet lips apart. He was now looking at her pink insides. Not content with just looking, she felt his face press against her, and his tongue began to lap at her asshole.

Emma was gasping and squeaking as she gripped the counter tightly. Not only that but she was forced to finish cooking with Harry eating her pussy and ass the whole time. She just finished as Harry’s tongue began to dip inside of her sloppy wet pussy. When dinner was served, Harry had her sit right beside him with almost no space between them.

The whole time he kept his hand on her pale, creamy thigh as they ate. He would move it from the inside of her knee, all the way up until the side of his hand pressed against her pussy lips. By that point, her pussy was tingling so badly that she was actively trying to rub against his hand every time that it came in contact with her slit.

“Patience, Love,” Harry calmed her, pinching her clit a bit hard and causing her to squeal in pain. Her chest was rapidly rising and falling with her shuddering breath. Harry didn’t remove his fingers from her clit. Instead, he rolled it between them, making her gasp and moan like a whore as her legs spread wider. The smell of her pussy was now replacing the scent of her food. Emma could barely even concentrate on eating when Harry was too busy toying with her body. She knew that the chair underneath her would stink of her arousal for weeks. It was literally drenched in her pussy juice. She could feel it wetting her ass cheeks as she wiggled around from the pleasure that she was feeling.

When dinner was done, Harry pulled her up by her hand, and she followed along without speaking. He took her into her bedroom where her nice, big bed was waiting. It wasn’t long before his clothes were scattered around the room. Emma’s eyes locked onto his exposed cock. It was long and hard, and Emma knew that it would soon be hitting all of her deepest spots. Next, Harry moved onto removing the last of her clothes. As her dress hit the floor, Harry moved her onto the bed. She crawled onto it on her hands and knees and was about to flip over onto her back when Harry stopped her.

“Knees wide apart,” he commanded. Emma immediately followed his commands. “Facedown and ass up.”

Emma’s heart was hammering in her chest as she did what she was told. She hadn’t been with a man other than her husband in many years. As she buried her face in her bedsheets, she gasped at the sensation of her hard, sensitive nipples rubbing against the cold sheets. An incantation from him had her curious until she felt the inside of her ass suddenly flutter. Another incantation had something warm and thick dripping down the crack of her ass and onto her pussy. When his hand began rubbing it into her skin, she knew that it had to be a lubricant. Her answer as to why was given when she felt his finger begin to push into her unused asshole. A shuddered squeal was muffled by the bed as his finger burrowed deeper and deeper into her. When he had finally gone knuckle-deep on her, he slowly began to work it in and out of her. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly as she endured the strange sensation. Never having anything up there before, it took a moment to get used to the feeling.

As his finger pistoned in and out of her faster and faster, Emma was more than a little embarrassed by the whorish mewls of pleasure coming out of her mouth. Harry chuckled.

“You’re loving the assplay, aren’t you, Love?” he asked, smiling as he finger fucked her for the first time. Emma cried out as her pussy fluttered, and she shook her head trying to deny it. Suddenly, Harry reached down and pinched her clit, making her cum violently. Her pussy began to leak fluid all over her bed as her asshole tightly gripped his finger. Harry just laughed and pulled his finger from her ass before giving her pillowy cheeks a hard slap. Emma was squeaking and spasming as she laid on her side.

Harry wasted no time in lifting one of her legs and resting it over his shoulder. Holding it securely, he grabbed his monstrous cock and began beating it against her poor, abused pussy. Emma was still seeing spots from her most recent orgasms, so she couldn’t even argue against the abuse, even if she wanted to. Treating her body as if he owned it, he slammed his cock straight into her with a single thrust causing her back to arch. His hand reached out and gripped her naked breast just as his hips began to move. Moans left her lips as he sawed his hips back and forth while his thick cockhead battered against her g-spot over and over. While doing that, his thumb was rubbing circles over her hard nipple, massaging it and drawing her even closer to yet another orgasm.

“Holy shit, Emma! Your pussy is squeezing the life out of me,” he teased while moaning. Emma cried out in response as her pussy gripped his invading cock tightly, desperately trying to coax a load of cum from his balls. She could feel his cock bumping into her g-spot while slamming into her cervix. Emma had a feeling that she would be incredibly sore in the morning. When his hand began to rub her clit, Emma had had enough.

“HARRYYYYYYYYYYYY!” she screamed as she violently squirted. Juice sprayed from her pussy in every direction. Her entire room was misted as her juice forced its way out of her cock-filled cunt. Emma was thrashing and spasming as Harry continued to fuck her. It seemed that he wasn’t going to stop until he seeded her. With one last cry, she collapsed back in exhaustion and let him do whatever he wanted. All she could do was make pathetic noises when she became too sensitive. Finally, after what felt like forever, he finally began cumming. She heard him grunt and felt the warmth spread through her as he filled her with his thick, sticky seed. When she was properly seeded, he hovered over her and kissed her deeply. Their tongues slipped and slid over one another as she squeezed him between her thighs.

Emma gasped when his hands slid up and down her smooth thighs. Harry suddenly began crawling up her body until he was straddling her chest. Placing his cock against her lips, Emma opened her mouth and let him push his cock down her throat. She gagged as he started deepthroating the sexy brunette. Emma could taste and smell herself on him as he forced his way down. Moaning happily, Harry started to fuck her face. She gagged and choked on him as he took pleasure from her mouth. Soon, his cock was clean of their cum as Emma sucked him off. Her hands were all over his body, feeling him up as he got closer to completion. After another few minutes, Harry pulled his cock from her mouth and aimed the tip at her face. Closing her eyes, Emma jerked as the first spurt splattered on her cheek. Another and another came until her face was covered in cum. Hearing him groan in satisfaction, she opened her eyes.

Harry rolled off of her and rested on the bed beside her. “Go get cleaned up.”

Emma did just that. After she had washed him off of her face, she went back to bed and crawled up to him. Raising his arm, she took the invitation and snuggled into his side. Harry patted her head like a dog, and for some reason, she found it satisfying. She knew that he wasn’t done with her tonight, but hopefully, she would have enough time for a quick nap. Closing her eyes, she quickly fell asleep with her new Master by her side.