A Big Happy Weasley Family Part 3 - Sex Stories

A Big Happy Weasley Family Part 3

... wanted to assert his dominance over Molly, tame her and make her husband a vassal and… Harry shook his head as he tip-toed around Molly, deliberately not glancing at her and focusing solely on the cupboard. And just as he had reached out a hand to grasp the handle, he felt a hand grope his semi-hard penis. He looked down in surprise and saw a delicate hand holding his shaft in a surprisingly strong grip through his loose track pants, just squeezing it ever so pleasantly. The hand belonged (of course, Harry thought with an internal sigh) to Molly Weasley. The woman was looking up at him with heavy-lidded eyes as she stepped closer to him, her breasts pressing against his left arm. And then with both hands, she was tugging at his clothed penis, as if trying to will it to come to life by desperate wringing. “Did you think you could boss me around last night and get away with it easy?” Molly asked, her voice husky and low, “Did you think the Weasley Matriarch was so easy to tame?” Harry groaned as Molly bent down and pulled his trousers off along with his underwear, leaving him completely naked from the waist down. She then lifted up his hardening organ with both hands and tugged again. She was pulling him, making him step over his pants and in the direction she desired, as if his cock were a leash. She led him over to the kitchen counter. She then turned him around to face her, so that the kitchen counter, the dining area and the sitting area were all off to their side. Anyone ...

... who looked would think they were just having a casual conversation face to face, but that was only because the waist-high counter prevented them from seeing Molly Weasley’s hands frantically beating off Harry’s cock. “You like that, hm?” Molly asked idly, her voice still smooth and oh-so-sultry, as she jerked him off, tugging and pulling at his penis with her arms outstretched, “You like your best friend’s mom jerking off your big cock while your girlfriend’s outside, don’t you, you naughty boy?” Her hands were whipping back and forth now – they felt wonderfully soft running over his shaft – and Harry groaned at the immensely pleasant friction. And just as his penis rose to full mast and stood ramrod straight, something inside him – rebellious and vicious and vengeful – rose up. His magic thrummed and his eyes blazed. He grinned. His hands, which were hanging useless by his sides, now grasped Molly’s face in an iron grip and pulled her towards him. He bent down and caught her lips in a searing kiss. He mauled her insides with his tongue and pulled off with a slurp. Molly was looking completely befuddled as she kept jerking him off like a clueless automaton. Harry then let go of her face and then spanked her ass with both hands. He palmed them, even as she continued to stroke him and pulled her closer, groping and pulling her cheeks this way and that. Molly let go of his shaft with a yelp as she felt him pull her towards him while mauling her ass and brought her hands up to his ...