Attention out takes. | By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 42007 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Thanks to Eclectic Pet for being an awesome Beta.
This chapter accompanies Attention chapter 36 it can stand alone or it should preferably be read in advance of said chapter. My beta recommends it. The next chapter has implied Draco/Rose and humiliated Hermione. Best served when feeling cold, hope it warms you up.
Scorpius was waiting for his bride to arrive; Draco noticed his son beaming as the girl approached. Draco wouldn't turn to look at her, but he was confident she'd look stunning; Astoria would have made sure she did, the most ravishing woman present. As it should be, no one should outshine the bride.
He was standing next to his delicious wife, dressed in the darkest green, he was proud of her; she was coiffed immaculately, her lips painted beautifully red, perfect!
On his other side another pretty lady, her frizzy hair beautifully tamed; glossed to perfection, no sign, it had been any different. She held her self neatly contained, as he had ordered her to. She had better behave or he'd gladly put her right, as he'd done a few weeks back. Her husband in front of them joining their children in wed lock.
Draco leaned over to Hermione, "Look at your pretty daughter; I'm sure Scorpius will have fun deflowering her!" He chuckled.
"Humph, I don't think the little cunt is still a virgin!" Hermione softly hissed between her teeth. "I'm sure her cousin James has seen to that some time ago! Degnoming the orchard; picking her cherry more likely!" Hermione scoffed.
"Now, now, she's still a virgin, I was assured she was! Someone with access to such information informed me." Draco replied.
"Play nice, my little mudblood, maybe we can have some fun later on!" His breath on her earlobe, making Hermione tingle all over. He stood so close she could feel his heat radiating, affecting her.
"Look at your daughter, she just want's to be ravished by my boy, hell I wouldn't mind fucking the little gem myself. Perhaps I will!!" Wiping his lower lip with his thumb, making sure Hermione, noticed his gesture.
The auburn headed woman’s posture stiffened even more, she hated the platinum blonde, loathed him, craved him, she felt her flesh pulsate as his baritone chords penetrated her skin.
"Do you know what, I think I will have her! She's planning to own her own club. Did you know Granger? She's going to exploit her special talents leading it; do you know what I'm referring to?" He mocked the pig-headed fuming woman next to him. "I have lent her the money, and do you know what she has agreed to in return?!" His voice very soft now. “She agreed to let me fuck her. I'll gladly take her up on her offer; I'll have her at her club in one of the private rooms. One with a two-way mirror in it. She'll be pregnant, her belly showing Scorpius’ off spring growing inside her!" He sounded more than excited. Hermione tried not to move, she didn’t like where this was headed.
"She'll be wearing a nice silk slip on, showing off her bulging belly, her swollen tits, her nipples sharp as razorblades, her cunt sappy, throbbing as I pinch her nipple, standing behind her, my hands caressing her breasts, squeezing those mounds. Mmmmhmm that would be so nice. You'd be watching this of course, from the other side of the mirror. Her face would be lust filled with anticipation, her cunt throbbing with excitement, waiting to see what a real man would do to her. Not some mere teenage horny boy, fumbling. No! Expert hands, showing her how it's done. I'd love to touch her young skin, still firm and stretchy, no creases, firm, my hand would flow uninterrupted, yesss that would be so nice, don't you think?!" His voice hissing across her neck, the picture he was painting made Hermione feel quite uneasy, it bothered her how her Master was talking about defiling her daughter, the one getting married to his son, a few steps away from them.
Rose looked happy, Hermione had never seen the girl radiating, no glowing like this. Rose had been angry, unhappy, twisted, had been so, because of her Hermione Granger Weasley, she had destroyed her family. She didn't mean to but she had. Allowing the bane of her existence to get a hold on her and her family, needed him to control her, shite she knew she couldn't go without him taming her. Her little girl seeking refuge into the one family she shouldn't.
The blonde standing next to her riling her up, speaking to her with contempt, uttering the most vile, degrading words about her daughter, defiling her in a most sordid way, and to top it all, Hermione was getting off on it, her cunt seeping fluids as he was speaking about whoring her daughter, repaying him her debt. Twisted, sick, oh so forbidden. More please more...
"Easing up her dress, exposing her red stripe on her pubis, cold air rushing past her labia, my fingers stroking her hair, her arm resting behind my head, exposing the front of her body to my ministrations. Grinding her arse against my bulging rod. Mmmmmhhhm, I can smell how it turns you on Mudblood, you're one sick little sex junkie, getting off on her daughters whoring!" Draco chuckled. This was so good, witnessing his son marrying the daughter of the filthy Mudblood next to him, ensuring the blood line would remain strong, and one little mud blood wouldn't taint it too much.
Her getting her dad to seal the marriage, smart little thing. The union would be stronger if the redheaded wizard gave it his direct seal and approval.
Hermione gasped as she could picture Draco and Rose in her head, Rose squirming under Draco's skilled strong hands, hell she could even feel those fingers her self, her body reacted heavily, and she didn't want the other guests seeing the effect the Malfoy spawn had on her. Oh fuck, she needed to get off after the ceremony so badly, she started to perspire, and drops were forming on her head and between her breasts. This day was one of the hottest in UK history anyway.
Draco didn't relent in tormenting her. "Massaging her heavy belly, I think I can feel my grandson kicking against the inside of her womb, he's approving his mommy being pleasured by its granddad, welcoming it. Three generations united, how lovely.... Parting her labia, inserting one long finger, sinking it in her honey-dripping cunt, as deep as my finger can go. She's panting now, the knowledge of having her husband’s father in her wetness almost too much to bear. Lazily massaging her inner flesh, inserting another finger, her swollen flesh pulsing around my fingers. Pregnant flesh stretching as more blood is running through those young veins. Hmmmmm, nice and wet, honey trickling down her thigh. She's so wet and ready... 'Draco, please fuck me hard, I want you to take me!' She pants.
My cock willing to fill her nice and deep, giving her the seed she's craving, pounding into her, bumping that pleasure ridge in her womb. I help her out of her silk slip, exposing her naked pregnant body to who ever is watching from the other side of the mirror. She doesn't know who, but we both know it's her deviant perv of a mother... Mmmmhhh, does it thrill you? No, no, don't answer I know it does...
I press her up against the mirror, her breasts flattening against the mirror, she watches me as I press against her, she leans back unzips my trousers. I take her hands and push them against the mirror. I massage her wet cunt widening, stretching her flesh to accommodate my hardened rod, you know how thick it is, pulling her hips plush against mine, sheathing my length with her velvet channel, she moans my name, pleading me to fill her.
Pumping in and out, her eyes lust filled, as I pound her flesh, repeatedly, harder, and harder as I cum, spilling my seed in her all ready occupied womb. I retract my flaccid dick; I move over to the glory hole, you'll be waiting on the other side of the wall on your knees. You've been masturbating as you've watched me fuck your daughter; it's turned you on, licking your fingers one by one. You see my dick covered with your daughters and my cum, now I know you'll hate it, but enjoy it at the same time. Astoria has assured me your daughter tastes fucking delicious." Draco looks into Hermione's eyes. They've widened with shock. She gasps. "Oh, made you cum didn't I!" Draco chuckled.
Scorpius took Rose in his arms and whisked her away. He looked over to his father, smirking deviously. He would ravish her to the core.
Hermione felt utterly betrayed by her daughter and her own body. Honey was flowing from her cunt.
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