บท 27: 27. welcome home Harry(lily potter)
Warning!
Parent/Child Incest
Harry looked out of the window as the train slowly came to a stop. People were crowding outside
waiting to pick up their sons, who had finally graduated from Hogwarts. Next to him, Hermione,
Ron, and Neville were talking about the events of this year and what they were going to do now
that they had graduated. Harry, on the other hand, was impatiently shaking his leg as he waited to
get off the train.
"You look anxious, Harry," Hermione pointed out. "Happy to see your parents?"
Harry came out of his trance and looked at his friend. "Yes," Harry replied, without hiding his
excitement. It had been a difficult year without seeing his mother. Although the last time he looked
at her was in December,
"I'd be excited too if I had a mother like yours," Ron muttered.
Harry gave his friend a cold look, and Hermione tapped Ron's arm. "Ronald, don't be gross,"
Hermione reprimanded.
Ron blushed heavily. "I'm sorry, mate," Ron apologized.
"No problem," Harry said dryly.
It was no secret to Harry that his mother was desired among the students of Hogwarts and even
among parents and professors of the college; after all, Lily Potter née Evans was a beauty of a
woman who stood out everywhere, causing envy among women in other carnal desires and envy to
James Potter that Lily was not a lesbian. After all, her mother was beautiful; despite her 38 years,
her beauty was still increasing, and age seemed not to affect her.
"Congratulations on your father's appointment as the new minister, Harry," commented Neville
shyly.Harry held back the desire to frown at the mention of his father. "You should be happy; your father
has started to change things in the ministry." After the scandal caused by Fudge and Draco's father,
a lot of work has to be done in the wizarding world."
Harry couldn't care less about his father's position in the ministry of magic. "I really have no idea
about it," Harry said. That wasn't a lie; he almost didn't care about his father's work.
Harry responded politely to Ron's comment. The train stopped, and Harry quickly stood up
impatiently to get out of the train along with his belongings. "Please send a letter later," Harry said
goodbye to his friends as quickly as he could.
Harry walked among people and sometimes stumbled into them. "I'm sorry," Harry apologized for
hitting a man and almost causing the man to fall to the ground.
It was not difficult for him to find his mother; Harry's mother always distinguished herself among
all the people of the Muggle and magical worlds. Harry found his mother standing on a column,
looking for him with her eyes.
Harry stopped to admire his mother's beauty, which had increased since the Christmas holidays.
His mother had cut her hair, and now her beautiful bright red hair fell to her shoulders and her
bangs fell down her forehead. A beautiful blue one-piece dress hugged her mother's body and
accentuated the curves of her body. On her legs, cream stockings hugged her skin, and on her small
and elegant feet, blue heels.
Harry smiled widely and walked toward his mother. As his mother approached, she looked at him
with her beautiful green eyes, like his face had lit up, and walked towards him. "Harry!" his mother
waved, extending her arms.
Harry opened his arms and received his mother's hug gladly. "How's my beautiful baby?" her
mother asked, kissing his cheek and leaving a red lipstick mark.
Harry brought her closer to him, feeling his mother's breasts and breathing in her scent. The smell
of his mother's perfume flooded his nostrils, causing the hairs on his neck to stand up.
"I missed you so much, mother; I see you cut your hair," Harry said, breathing in the scent of his
mother's neck. It was a scene people would find strange, a mother and son hugging as if they were
a couple—but Harry couldn't care less.
Her mother laughed seductively and stroked her hair. "I see you noticed; I wanted something new;
besides, it's only been a couple of months since you last came to us," Lily said.
Harry frowned. "I can't be apart from you," Harry assured; his cock was hard as a rock against his
mother's clothes.
"I seem to have spoiled you," Lily said. "It seems that someone is anxious." Harry felt his mother
slide her hand up to his cock, causing a growl from him. "We'd better leave before anyone sees us."
Harry and his mother left the station and walked out of the station to a parking lot. When they were
away from people, Harry pushed his mother into a wall and kissed her possessively. "Harry!" his
mother moaned, shocked. "Someone might see us."
Harry kissed his mother's neck, causing moans that echoed through the parking lot. "I don't care,"
Harry growled, sucking his mother's skin and leaving a hickey on her neck.
When Harry believed his mother had given in to him, she stopped him. "Stop there, cowboy," Lilysaid, breaking up the kiss. "You don't want to cum so fast in a parking lot." His mother pointed at
him, smiling provocatively.
"What did you prepare?" Harry asked.
His mother smiled and planted kisses all over his face. "It's a secret," Lily said, massaging his cock
with her small hand and planting a kiss on his lips up to Harry's neck.
Harder than a stone, his mother and Harry arrived at his mother's car. "I see Dad has bought you a
new car," Harry said, looking at the red Ferrari F40. Since James Potter knew the luxury of
Muggles, thanks to his wife, now that he was the Minister, muggle luxuries abounded in the Potter
house.
"This was a graduation gift to you from your godfather," Lily explained. "With the Malfoys out of
the Ministry and with the Blacks now in many of the positions in politics, your father and Sirius
have..."
"They've been stealing funds from the Wizengamot," Harry concluded.
Lily shrugged. "I'm not the one to complain," Lily said, walking towards Harry. His mother placed
her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Harry slid his tongue into his mother's
mouth, and both tongues began to caress each other. "Your father may be a corrupt, unfaithful son
of a bitch, but when he falls like Malfoy did, you and I will be far away."
Harry groaned and kneaded his mother's ass. "While we wait for that to happen. Why don't you
drive your new car?" his mother said, holding out the car key.
Without thinking twice, Harry took the keys and got into the car. Thanks to the magic, his bags
were in his pocket, so there were no problems. With a start, the Ferrari's engine roared all over the
place.
"Where am I going?" Harry asked, excited, now that he was seventeen, he was able to drive.
His mother smiled and came to him. Lily whispered a direction to Harry, who looked confused at
her. "Windsor?" asked Harry. "What's there?"
"Take us there, and you'll find out," Lily said.
As she told him, Harry drove to Windsor. The trip was quick thanks to the car, but time passed
faster because he and his mother talked all the way until they finally reached the city of Windsor in
the county of Berkshire.
When they arrived at their destination, there was only a meadow full of trees, and the houses were
separated by the longest distances. Harry watched as a beautiful two-story house began to appear in
front of them.
Surprised, Harry looked towards his mother, who, with her wand, opened the gate that led to the
house. Lily laughed at the expression on Harry's face. "You'd better hurry, honey," Lily said.
Harry drove along the road that led to the huge house, and when they reached the front of the
house, Harry was impressed by the amount of space and green areas that there were. He looked at
a glass nursery and a fountain in the middle of the yard. "When did you buy this house? And when
did you name me your guardian?" asked Harry.
Lily smiled broadly, and they both got off the car. "I bought this house many years ago, Harry,"Lily confessed, walking towards him and throwing herself into his arms.
She kissed him passionately; Harry broke the kiss and, still confused, asked, "But how did you pay
for it?"
His mother laughed and tapped him lightly on the nose. "Your father didn't start stealing when he
joined the ministry; James has been a scammer all his life," Lily explained. "The Potter fortune
comes from fraud and other illicit things".
Harry was not surprised by such a revelation. From the way his professor spoke about his father, it
was obvious that Sirius and James would end up doing something illegal. "Secondly, I made you a
secret keeper when you were just a baby," Lily confessed. "I never loved your father; the only love
in my life has always been you, Harry."
Harry melted with love at his mother's words, and the two kissed affectionately. "No one knows
about this house beside you and me," Lily said as she stroked Harry's cheek and kissed his neck.
Not the Black's, not the ministry, not your disgusting father."
Harry was relieved of that; his mother placed both hands on his cheek and forced him to look into
his eyes. "When your father falls, and believe me, he will, you and I will live here with no one to
disturb us, just the two of us and our children."
Hearing those words, Harry got hard; he smashed his lips against his mother's, taking her by
surprise. "You don't know how much I love you," Harry growled, breaking up with the kiss.
Lily placed her little hand on Harry's cheek, and he melted at his mother's touch. "I've loved you
from the moment I found out I was pregnant with you," Lily said.
They both closed their eyes and kissed again for several minutes. Lily stuck her tongue into her
son's mouth, making Harry growl. He felt like he was in paradise, listening to his mother's moans
as they kissed. His hands squeezed her tits, making her writhe with pleasure. "Ahgh! We'd better go
in; I can tell you're impatient," Lily said, with a blush on her face.
Harry just grunted, and they both walked to the entrance of the house. The doors were huge, and
upon entering, Harry was greeted by a huge, furnished house. If the Potter mansion was
ostentatious and full of luxuries, this house was double. "Wow! Harry said, looking at marble
arrangements and wooden furniture that looked expensive. "Where did you get the money?"
Lily laughed and gave him a beak on his lips. "Your father has stolen so much in his life that he
never knew I was embezzling him too," Lily explained. She took him by the hand, and together
they walked around the house. "Like I said, I never loved your father; I loved his money; that's the
main reason why I married him, so since we got married, I've been stealing gold from his bank
accounts. Little by little, I built this house and had it furnished to my liking."
Lily took him to the master bedroom. "Now, why don't you take my clothes off? And fuck your
own mother," she said erotically.
Harry grabbed her neck firmly but didn't hurt her. "I'm going to break that ass," Harry growled,
biting his mother's lower lip.
"Do it, fuck your own mother!" she moaned, like a whore.
With his agile fingers, Harry removed his mother's blue dress, leaving her in her underwear around
her blue heels. "Fuck!" growled Harry, looking at her in lingerie. "You are a slut, mother."She was only dressed in blue lingerie. "I'm my son's personal whore!" Lily moaned, Harry kissed
her back, and he sucked her tongue. Both tongues caressed each other, and his mother was whining
in his mouth.
"Get your ass in bed," Harry ordered.
Her mother did what he ordered; seeing her in that blue outfit with those pair of cream stockings
made Harry want to fuck her right now. Harry observed as his mother climbed onto the bed and got
on all fours, wiggling her ass for him. "Do you like what you see, my love?" Lily asked.
Harry growled while he took off his clothes. "I've missed you and your cock all this summer," his
mother continued as she posed erotically on the bed. "I've touched myself every night thinking
about my own son's cock."
Lilly lay on her back and began to arch her cute feet to Harry's pleasure. "What kind of mother
fucks her own son?" Lily asked, laughing as she watched Harry release his cock. He watched her
lick her lips at the sight of Harry's cock spilling seminal fluid on the floor. "I haven't touched you
yet, and your cock is already dripping."
Once Harry was naked, he walked to bed, and when he was about to devour his mother, she placed
one foot on Harry's chest. "Make it slow," Lily whispered as her other foot began to play with
Harry's cock. He growled as he felt her soft foot on his cock. "Suck Mommy's feet first," Lily
moaned.
Harry took his mother's small, delicate foot between his hands and put it in his mouth. "Oh, that's
it, my little boy!" Lily whined, feeling her foot in Harry's mouth.
Harry kissed his mother's foot from the heel to each of her toes. "Since you were a child, you loved
mommy's feet," Lily pointed out, tracing her other foot across her son's chest. "You always
massaged my little feet, and especially you loved kissing them."
That was true; since he was a child, he had always liked everything about his mother—her face, her
hair, her voice, and especially her feet. At first, he did not do it in a sexual way until he turned
sixteen and had his first time with her.
Harry took the right foot and gave it the same treatment as the other. "That's it, Harry, suck
Mommy's toes!" Lily moaned, feeling Harry's tongue between her toes.
He put both feet on his face and breathed in the scent of his mother's feet. "Fuck!" Harry growled;
the texture, smell, and warmth of his mother's feet on his face made him intoxicated with pleasure.
To his chagrin, his mother removed her feet from his face and traced them across his chest to his
cock. "Bloody hell, mom!" Harry growled, feeling how his mother, with her agile feet, had started
giving him a footjob.
"What's wrong, my love?" Lily asked, with one foot masturbating his base and the other caressing
his glans.
Harry turned his head back and gritted his teeth, trying not to cum on her feet. "If you... If you
continue to do this..." Harry couldn't concentrate; his mother's feet felt so good around his cock.
"What will happen if I continue to do this?" asked Lily, speeding up the footjob.
"You will make me cum!" Harry whimper.His mother laughed, causing a chill in Harry's body. Reluctantly, his mother stopped giving him a
footjob. Harry breathed heavily until he regained his composure. "Are you done yet?" asked Lily,
feigning disappointment. His cock was swollen and throbbing, begging for a release.
Harry shook his head and smiled. "I haven't even started," Harry growled as he took off his
mother's stockings.
When the stockings left his mother's legs, Harry went back to adoring her feet. "Fuck, how I love
your beautiful feet!" Harry growled, sucking his mother's foot. His tongue played and slipped
between her delicious little toes. The sensation of Harry's tongue made her moan. She adored when
Harry swallowed his foot in his mouth.
"My little boy!" Lily moaned, playing with her breasts.
Harry pulled his mother's foot out of his mouth, and he continued to plant kisses along her leg. She
moaned and writhed at his wet kisses along her legs, and when Harry reached her underwear, the
musky smell of her mother's arousal flooded her nostrils.
He kissed her pussy on her blue lingerie, eliciting muffled moans from her mother. "Harry!" his
mother whimpered.
"What's wrong, mother?" Harry asked.
"Don't tease your mommy!" Lily begged.
His cock throbbed. "As you order," Harry growled, and with his hands, he slid his mother's
underwear down her pale legs. "Bloody hell!" he moaned, seeing the most beautiful thing.
His mother let out a slight laugh. "Do you see anything you like?" Lily asked. Spreading her legs
apart so Harry could see her pussy more.
Like a hungry wolf, Harry slid down the bed until he had his mother's pussy in front of him. He
could see how her pussy was wet and slippery. "It's beautiful, mother," Harry groaned, like a little
child.
"Come on, baby, taste mommy's pussy," Lily moaned, stroking Harry's hair.
Harry licked his lips and then buried his mouth in his mother's cunt. His tongue picked up all his
mother's wetness, and the taste of it was addictive. He heard her moan his name loudly. "Harry!"
moaned Lily, digging her nails into his hair.
Harry continued licking that delicious pussy, his nose was buried in his mother's bald, smooth
pelvis. "You shouldn't have shaved," Harry muttered, in his mother's pussy. He loved having his
nose buried in her reddish pubic hair.
"I wanted to be perfect for you!" His mother moaned, writhing in pleasure. "The next one, I'll just
trim a little bit my pubic hair, Harry!" his mother squealed when Harry's tongue began to lick his
clitoris.
His tongue and mouth began to suck the soft clit, which caused his mother to scream in pleasure
and writhe. The screams increased when Harry inserted two fingers inside her. "Fuck me harder
with your fingers!" his mother shouted.
His mother's silky pussy squeezed and sucked Harry's fingers; the wet sound of pussy caused Harry
to want to introduce his cock inside her as soon as possible, but he had to wait.The attack on her pussy was merciless; Harry sucked his mother's clitoris while he fucked her with
his fingers. "You're going to drive me crazy, Harry!" her mother screamed, a third finger entering
Lily's pussy.
Then she had her first orgasm of the day. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" Lily cried at the top of
her lungs, Harry felt the squirt hitting his face and coming in his mouth.
The taste was intoxicating; his mother's squirt tasted better than any firewhiskey or pumpkin juice.
"I'm going to fuck this pussy," growled Harry, planting kisses on his mother's flat belly. "I'm going
to fill you with my cum, and I'm going to impregnate you."
Harry," his mother muttered, seeing how he adored her belly.
"I cannot wait to see your big belly carrying our child," Harry growled, starting to suckle his
mother's nipples. He put her left breast in his mouth and began to suck it as if it had milk.
His mother screamed at the sensation and threw his head back, lifting her hips. Harry took the
opportunity to hug her. Lily began to stroke his hair and give him words of love. "That was always
your favorite breast when you were a baby," Lily said. Harry sucked on the nipple hard and began
to bite it gently.
Harry gave the same treatment to his mother's other breast for a few minutes while kneading the
other. "Fuck mommy's pussy," his mother begged, grabbing his face and planting a kiss.
Both kissed passionately; she tasted the taste of her pussy in the kiss in the careless kiss, and both
tongues twisted and caressed in an erotic dance. "Spit in my mouth," his mother said in a whisper
just for him.
"You are very naughty, mother, Harry growled, breaking up with the kiss.
He took his mother's mouth with his hand and forced her to open; instinctively, she stuck out her
tongue and waited for the spit. Harry looked into her eyes, gathered saliva in his mouth, and then
spit it out in her mother's mouth. He heard her moan, close her mouth, and then swallow the spit.
"You're fucking sexy, Mommy!" Harry growled, kissing her again, his cock hurting so badly. "I
can't wait anymore; I'm going to fuck you right now."
Harry broke the kiss and abruptly separated his mother's legs. She screamed at the rough treatment.
Harry took her twenty-five-centimeter cock and lined it up on the slippery, swollen pussy. There
was no teasing on his part; both of them were full of lust.
Harry inserted his cock into that pussy that saw him born, and both moaned. "Fuck, mommy!"
Harry groaned; this was where he belonged, in this hot, moist pussy, in this pussy that brought him
to life.
She yelled and threw her eyes back. "For bloody Morgana!" his mother moaned, squirting over
Harry's cock. Harry knew that she was very sensitive. His cock gently slid down her soft tunnel,
hugging him. When all his cock was inside her, Harry began to move his hips.
"You already cum only when I stuck my cock in," Harry growled, his balls bouncing on his
mother's ass.
"I'm so horny," Lily said, stroking her tits.
"What a filthy mother, cumming on her own son's cock! Harry sneered as he fucked her, and withhis thumb, he began to massage her clitoris gently, causing her to roll her eyes and stick out her
tongue in a sign of being completely lost in her lust.
"Fuck me! Fuck me hard and rough! Fuck me until you put a baby inside your own mother," her
mother pleaded.
Harry smiled broadly as he fucked her hard. He lifted her hips, wanting to go deeper. Harry could
feel her pussy sucking him. Coupled with that, his mother began to move her hips on her own,
making Harry almost cum twice. "Fuck, mom, you feel so good you'll make me cum any second,"
Harry said, feeling his mother's pussy. It was almost like his pussy had a mind of its own and knew
what to do to make Harry cum.
"A mom knows her kids well!" His mother assured him, and Harry smiled and leaned forward to
kiss her. He felt his mother's legs hug him so as not to let him go.
She kissed him heatedly. Harry wanted to hold on longer, but it was not possible. His mother
moved so well that no matter how much he wanted to last a little longer, it was impossible. "Cum
inside, mommy!" his mother begged, sucking his tongue. "Fill me with your seed! Put a baby
inside, mommy!"
All resistance disappeared with those words. Harry growled like a wolf and poured all his semen
inside his mother. "Harry!" his mother screamed, squirting over him and having another orgasm.
Jets of semen poured into her mother's pussy. Fuck!", Harry growled when his cock stopped
secreting semen.
At no time did his mother release him from his grip; he collapsed on her, being careful not to hurt
her. "Let's stay like this," said his mother. He looked at her sweaty face with a strong blush on her
face, and with her scrambled hair, she looked so beautiful. "I want your semen to reach my ovules
as quickly as possible."
His cock slowly began to shrink inside her mother until it was semi-hard. "You don't know how
much I love you," Harry confessed, kissing his mother. "I love you so much it hurts."
His mother looked at him with eyes full of love and placed a hand on Harry's cheek. "I love you
too, my love," his mother said, kissing him.
Mother and son kissed, this time slowly and passionately, and after a slow kissing session, Harry's
cock hardened inside her pussy, she smiled in his mouth. "Ready for round two?" his mother asked.
Harry laughed and started fucking her back; after all, they had to make sure they had a baby...
Eight months later.
"The head of the DMLE department has arrested former Minister of the Wizarding World James
Potter and his advisor to the Minister of Magic, Sirius Black, for corruption and illicit
enrichment."
He read Harry in the yard of his home. His beloved mother rode his cock, and Harry looked at his
belly full with his twins. The news of his father's arrest had made Lily horny, and she started
fucking him in the yard.
"Play with my tits, Harry," Lily screamed. Harry did what she asked and stroked his mother's huge
milk-filled tits.She moaned and started shooting milk from her nipples. During pregnancy, she was constantly
horny and needed to be fucked by her son. "Now we'll be together forever!" her mother moaned. "I
emptied his father's vaults before disappearing forever!"
A week ago, Harry's mother confronted James, telling him that she never loved him and that the
children she was expecting were not his. That had driven James crazy; he had destroyed the house.
A week later, Lily and Harry had gone to the DMLE apartment, where they had told Amelia Bones
about the corruption of James and Sirius, in addition to asking for protection for fear of reprisals.
"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum on my son's cock!" screamed Lily, dripping on Harry's
abdomen...
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