Bab 29: Emma Granger Pt. 3
Emma's lips open and close but no sound comes out as she stands there, her dress disheveled beyond repair, more of her skin on display than ever before. She's dripping pussy juices onto Hermione's carpet from between her legs as she blushes profusely. Her knees knock together, her legs shaking while Harry simply pulls out of her daughter and then climbs off the bed to walk towards her. His cock swings back and forth as it stands straight out from his body, his erection bigger than anything Emma had ever seen in her life.
In an erotic, lewd mirror of his earlier action, Harry reaches up and caresses Emma's cheek, a soft smile on his face that bellied the conversation she'd just listened in on between him and Hermione. She knows now this young man's plans for him. She knows what he intends for her. It's the same as he's done to her daughter, turning Hermione from a confident, self-assured young woman to a… to a happy little slut for her master.
Hermione had called Harry MASTER. That much, if nothing else, had caught Emma's attention. Smirking a bit, Harry slides his thumb from Emma's cheek to her lips. Despite herself, the MILF opens up and then suckles at the digit as Harry moves it back and forth in and out of her mouth.
"Well, Emma? Now you know. Now you know the choice before you. You can turn around and walk away… or you can get on your knees and clean up my cock of mine and your daughter's juices."
The ultimatum has her nearly hyperventilating. How… how could she ever turn around and walk away? And yet, it was still shameful, still humiliating. It went against everything Emma had ever lived by after she'd divorced her husband. No man was supposed to get between her and her daughter, not ever. But how was she supposed to prepare for this? Was Harry even getting between her and her daughter?
It wasn't like Emma had managed to steal him away from Hermione, in the end. She'd not seduced the young man into her bed and taken him from her daughter's arms. No, it was so much more than that. Harry had seduced her, both with his domineering attitude and his sheer presence, the aura that flowed off of the magical young man.
Emma wasn't sure how a non-magical woman like herself was ever supposed to fight something like this. But then, given how Hermione seemed quite content to surrender as well, magic, or the lack there of may not have meant anything in the face of Harry Potter and all he represented. He was power incarnate, masculinity made manifest.
She wanted it, what he was offering her. And so, recognizing that she was being claimed by the same young man that had claimed her daughter, Emma Granger slowly descends to her knees, right then and there in the middle of her baby girl's bedroom. She's slow at first, hesitant and altogether tentative as she takes Harry's cock in her hands and carefully licks at the tip.
The MILF is very cognizant of Hermione watching her from the bed. Her own daughter, laying prone as she takes in the sight of her mother paying homage to her master's cock. But it's hard to stay hesitant in the face of the scent of Harry's cock, the taste of his seed. Emma finds herself growing more and more enthusiastic, slobbering all over his length as she slurps and sucks at his cock, trying to do her damnedest to clean him off.
Eventually, she's just bobbing up and down on his dick, no longer really cleaning it so much as sucking him off. It feels right, blowing her daughter's boyfriend while said daughter watches on. Emma knows it shouldn't feel right… but it does. There's no denying it. And when Harry's fingers lace through her curly brunette locks and he suddenly pulls her away, she whines in disappointment at the loss of his cock.
Right up until he gives her a little slap across the face, bringing her back to herself. Emma blinks, at that, and stares up at Harry wide-eyed. He'd hit her. It… it hadn't been all that hard, but he'd slapped her all the same… and it'd felt good.
"I'm going to fuck you now, slut."
Seven simple words. A promise that touched Emma down to her very soul. Harry hauls her to her feet, and she gasps and moans as he grabs her disheveled dress, tearing it from her body. Her bra goes next, followed by her panties. She squirms and writhes in Harry's grasp, but she doesn't truly stop him from ripping her clothes off of her. She also doesn't try to stop him from dragging her over to the bed, where Hermione now waits on her back.
The sexy MILF finds herself thrown atop her waiting daughter, even as Hermione catches her and captures her lips in one fell swoop. Emma's eyes go wide at the fact that she's suddenly kissing her baby girl in a very non-familial way, but she can't exactly protest that when she's so distracted by Harry's hands on her ass as he kneels behind them both, his cockhead brushing against her back side.
Thus, Hermione is completely unopposed as she molests her mother from below, groping and kneading Emma's tits while also exploring the older woman's mouth with her tongue. Emma moans into Hermione's lips as she feels Harry fit his member against her gushing wet pussy lips from behind. There's no denying she needs it by this point, no denying that she wants it more than anything.
And he gives it to her. There's no real hesitation, no pause as Harry lines up and then slams into her with all his might. Emma's eyes roll back in her head as she immediately climaxes around his member, her entire body shaking and spasming atop Hermione's as his length fills her, inch by inch, penetrating deep on that very first thrust.
Her tongue wags back and forth against Hermione's as the pair French kiss, but Emma is already too far gone to truly feel embarrassed about that anymore. Ultimately, as Harry begins to fuck her, as he truly starts to rail her from behind while her daughter gropes and molests her, holding her down, all Emma can do is enjoy it.
She didn't know this was what she needed. Apparently, Hermione did. It wasn't what Emma would have expected in a million years. She'd known Hermione's new boyfriend was a hunk. She'd known Harry was hot, she'd known she was aroused by his mere appearance. But he was supposed to be nothing more than a boy, just like her daughter was supposed to be nothing more than a girl.
As Harry fucks her, Emma Granger learns just how wrong she was. The MILF takes the big fat cock that her daughter's been enjoying for months now again and again, and she finally knows why Hermione's letters have taken on a distinctly… satisfied tone. It wasn't something Emma could truly have figured out via simple writing, but there was definitely a casualness to Hermione's missives that hadn't been there before.
It was Emma's greatest worry for her daughter, that the young woman would grow up without friends, without realizing that she needed social connections to remain sane. While Emma had had Hermione to focus on, she hadn't wanted the same lonely life she partook in for her daughter. When she'd found out Hermione had found friends in her first year at Hogwarts, she'd been thrilled.
But then this year, Hermione and Harry had become so much closer, so much faster. They were together now, obviously… and Hermione had finally relaxed, finally stopped being so uptight about everything. Emma hadn't known it at the time, but she had Harry to thank for that. And she thanks him now, quite vocally in fact, both for fucking her so thoroughly, and for helping her daughter.
"T-Thank you… thank you, thank you, thank you! F-Fuck, you're so deep…"
"Heh. I can go deeper."
Harry's words penetrate her haze right before he rears back, only to thrust in all the more harshly. Emma's eyes go wide, and her jaw drops open as his cock rams right through her cervix and into her womb. He wastes no time in fucking her there either, his dick tip forcing her womb to wrap around his length like a condom as he practically fucks through her and into Hermione, causing their stomachs to rub together from the bulge his massive rod of man meat is leaving in her belly.
That's around the time Emma finally truly loses it. Her eyes roll back in her head, her tongue hangs out of her mouth, and she pulls away from Hermione as her back arches, her head tilting upwards towards the ceiling as a loud moan leaves her throat. She shakes and spasms, her pussy juices rushing down the length of Harry's pistoning prick for the umpteenth time, spraying out onto Hermione's sweaty, naked form as well.
But it doesn't end there. Harry keeps on fucking her, right into oblivion. He pounds into her, showing Emma just what he's capable of as he fucks her into submission right atop her daughter. Emma understands full well while Hermione calls Harry 'Master' now. She gets it… and she can't deny that she wants what the young couple has. She wants to be a part of it in a way that society would say no mother and daughter should be.
Fuck society. Society hadn't been there for her when she'd raised Hermione on her lonesome. Society hadn't been there for her when she'd masturbated to magical photos of her daughter's boyfriend, night after night. Now here she was, sandwiched between her baby girl and Harry Potter… and Emma Granger finally felt as if she was at peace. She finally felt as thought she BELONGED, as though she was loved by more than just her child.
It's around that time that Harry finally cums inside of her. Her inner walls clench and squeeze and tighten around his pistoning prick until eventually, she milks his release from him. Harry's seed fills the sexy, slutty MILF's quim and womb to the breaking point, pumping into her deepest depths until they're not only full, they're overflowing.
When he pulls out of her, Emma's pussy immediately begins to leak just as Hermione's has been all this time. They've made an utter mess of the younger woman's bed, but none of the trio much mind that as they rearrange themselves properly, ultimately ending up with Harry in the middle of a Granger sandwich, mother and daughter taking up positions on either side of him.
Both of them well-fucked, neither Hermione nor Emma has any trouble falling asleep as Harry's fingers curl through their brunette hair, slowly petting them each while they drift off in his arms. Neither sees the wicked grin on Harry's face, the glittering gleam in his green eyes that gave away to a simple truth. This had been his plan all along, in the end. He'd been the one to tell Hermione she was going to introduce him to her mother finally.
He'd been the one to suggest she send photos along with her letters. It hadn't necessarily started out as a plan to fuck Miss Granger into submission, but ultimately, Harry just hadn't been able to help himself when the time finally came. Now here he was, a delicious situation that he found himself in… and an entire weekend to enjoy both of the lovely ladies curled into his sides.
Needless to say, Harry was going to have fun with things.
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The next morning, Harry comes awake to the wondrous sensation of tongues dueling across his morning wood. A groan leaves his lips as he cracks open his eyes, and he looks down to see both Hermione and her mother looking up at him, their mouths and tongue still on his shaft. Their tits too, as he finally figures out what that strange, soft sensation around the lower half of his cock is. Both mother and daughter have gone as far as to wrap their breasts along his cock, squishing their titties together in an effort to envelop him in utter softness and warmth.
It's working too, he's certainly enjoying the way it feels to have them both giving him a tag team blowjob/titjob combination. As he observes them quite lazily, the two begin to get back to it, and he quickly realizes they're each a bit more competitive than he'd initially thought. It's not so much a tag team as it is a rivalry, as mother and daughter fight over who can convince him to fuck them first.
Still, it's certainly a pleasurable experience all around, so Harry simply lies back and enjoys, watching as Hermione and Emma dart their tongues this way and that along his member, sometimes inadvertently kissing as they lavish his shaft with worship and praise, moaning and slurping at his length all the while. There's certainly a decent amount of precum leaking from his cockhead by this point, and the duo fight over this as well, each of them angling themselves to catch any droplet of the white fluid as it slides down from his tip to his length.
There seems to be a general rule that neither of them actually takes control of the head of his cock. They avoid his dick tip, even as they worship the rest of his member, seeming to be focused on one upping each other 'fairly', rather than going for the obvious kill. Harry can appreciate that. In fact, he appreciates their dedication and their sportsmanship VERY much.
So much, that when the time comes, he grabs a fistful of each brunette's hair and angles them just so. Mother and daughter open their mouths with as they realize what he's doing, their tongues sticking out and just barely touching his length as they continue to slide their titties up and down either side of his shaft. That right there is what ultimately tips him over the edge.
With a grunt, Harry begins to cum. His seed geysers out of his cock, exploding upwards and then falling back downward onto the faces of the two beautiful women on either side of his crotch. Hermione and Emma get absolutely plastered with veritable waves of his cum, spurts of sticky white seed covering them from forehead to chin and then some, plenty dripping down onto their tits even as they both try to catch as much as they can with their mouths and tongues.
Only once he's done does Harry release the two. He watches in amusement as they all but attack both his messy cock and each other for every last bit of his seed that they can get, using their fingers and their tongues to scoop and lap up his cum where ever they can find it, be it on themselves, on one another, or on his member.
In no time at all, the duo has managed to clean up practically every trace of his load. Harry can tell just how much they want him to fuck them though, from the way they keep shooting him bedroom eyes, and the way they return to licking and lapping at his cock, both playfully trying to coax him into pounding one of them into the bed.
Grunting, Harry finally gets up. Hermione is quick to respond, and Emma is quick to follow her daughter's lead, leaving them both kneeling on the floor before him in moments as he swings his legs off the side of Hermione's bed and looks down at them. Smirking slightly, Harry lifts a hand and twists his finger through the air. A collar that matches Hermione's spins into existence through Harry's magic, and he casually hands it out to Emma.
The MILF takes it almost reverently, and she gasps as she realizes her name is embroidered on it. Her eyes shine with unshed tears of joy, even as Hermione helps her put it on. Once they've got the matching cloth collars around their necks, and nothing else at all on their bodies, Harry simply enjoys the view for a moment, before standing up and planting his hands on his hips.
"Honestly, Hermione. You should know better. It almost feels like you're leading your mother on. The two of you want to get fucked?"
Emma glances at her daughter, but in the end they both nod their heads, eyes wide and hopeful. Harry just snorts derisively and shakes his own head in response.
"Then you have to earn it, sluts! A titjob in bed is certainly nice… but where's my breakfast?"
His lifted brow and questioning tone sees both women on their feet and out of the room in moments. Harry grins as Hermione and Emma rush to the kitchen to begin cooking for him, still wearing absolutely nothing but their collars. The young, powerful wizard takes in a deep breath before letting it out, his nostrils flaring in delight. Then, he moves to follow them downstairs. Watching the mother-daughter duo cook in the nude for his amusement… now that'd be a sight to behold.
This was going to be a fun weekend. That was for sure.
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