Harry was very curious and uncomfortable with the tension at the breakfast table. His father didn't wish him good morning nor did his mother. James looked as if someone put the weight of the world on his shoulder. While Lily's face was blank, devoid of any emotion, but he knew his mother, more than anyone else, Harry could feel the rage vibrating through the air around her.
"Good morning mom, good morning dad." He said while forcing a smile. They both gave him a small nod. James went back to reading the newspaper while Lily served breakfast for them. James shook his head.
"I am not hungry. I need to go to work early today." He said and hurriedly left the kitchen without another glance at them as if sitting there was the hardest task of his life. Lily curled her fingers in a fist and took a deep breath. After a long exhale, she took a seat beside him on a chair and dove into the food, ignoring him for a moment. Harry was annoyed at her but knew that his mother was terribly sad. He could practically see the emotions on her emotionless mask. He put his hand on her shoulder after they were done with their food. Her head jerked towards him, she pressed her lips in a thin line and batted away his hand.
"What's happening mom?" he asked, ignoring his hurt feelings at her cold demeanor. She turned around on her chair so she was facing him now. She untied her robe and threw it on the floor. She was just in her black lacy bra and panties. Her huge shapely bust was on display. Her cleavage pulled his attention. Her sexy legs were making him go dizzy. She slid off her bra and panties. She was stark naked now. Her bulbous boobs defied gravity as it hung on her chest. Her pink nipples stood out on the massive globes. Harry meanwhile just gulped down his saliva as his mother removed her clothes. He was feeling tight around his crotch.
Lily stood from the chair and glared at him. She turned around again and leaned down, putting her hands on the chair. She was showing him her naked arse. She was presenting her arse. Her curvy arse was in front of him. Her slit was visible.
"Just fuck me and get back to your room. That is the only thing I am useful for." she said, practically yelling. Harry looked at her mesmerizing arse but shook off his hormones. He so wanted to pound her ass but controlled himself. He stood up from his chair and put his arm on her shoulder.
"Mom, are you alright?" He asked kindly, rubbing her shoulder. That broke the dam. Her emotionless mask cracked and then shattered into million pieces. She quickly turned around and threw her arms around his neck, pulling him in a tight embrace. She buried her face on his chest and started sobbing. Harry wrapped his arms around her and let her cry. He ignored her boobs squashed against his chest. He controlled the urge to slide his palms down to her naked arse. He ran his fingers through her hair as she continued bawling her eyes out. After five minutes, she finally calmed down. She pulled back and looked at him dubiously.
"Why didn't you just take me from behind? I can feel your boner right now. Why didn't you?" she asked as if she just couldn't comprehend why he resisted his animalistic urge. Harry rolled his eyes and rubbed her tear stained face with a handkerchief he conjured with his wandless magic. When he thought he had totally wiped the tears and snot from her face, he looked in her eyes and smiled, caressing her cheek.
"Because you didn't want that right now." He said. Lily snorted at the response.
"Says the boy who raped me two times." She muttered, looking down. Harry sighed exasperatedly and cupped her cheeks so she didn't have any choice but to look at him. His finger touched the corners of her mouth.
"Stop lying to yourself. I know you wanted it. You do know there is a thing called body language. You have been giving me signals for the last one year. I tried my best not to come in between father and you. I tried my best to push down the unnatural feelings I had towards you but the incident with the vase just made me realise something, it was that I wanted you since I entered my teenage years. I wanted to touch you since I was twelve. I just couldn't control anymore. When you pressed your arse on my hips when your hand was stuck in the vase, I knew there was no going back, that I didn't care anymore, that I just wanted to finally make love to you. So, please stop lying to yourself and confess that you wanted me." He said passionately. Lily was taken aback by his confession and tried to remember if he was telling the truth. Had she been giving him signals? After a few seconds she gasped when she realised that indeed she was unconsciously giving strange signals to him. Her long hugs. Her barging in his room whenever he was changing. Her roaming in her robes in the house, showing him more skin, showing him more cleavage than usual, finding situations to just bend over in front of him, giving him a perfect view of her arse. Her kisses on his cheeks which were always too close to his lips. She felt ashamed of herself. Here, she was blaming him while in truth she was the one who was dying to get fucked by him. She was the one who seduced him. She was the one who desired him all along. She looked up, expecting a smug look or smirk or even anger but just found his kind eyes full of love.
"Now what happened between you and dad?" he asked, sitting on his chair, pulling her on top of his lap. She didn't object as she had realised it was all she wanted. A someone who wanted her, a someone who desired her, a someone who loved her. She would indulge in that desire at the moment. She sighed in comfort as she hugged him, putting her chin on his shoulder. She felt his one hand on her waist, holding her and the other running through her hair. She mumbled in appreciation.
"Your father is cheating on me. For the last 15 years." she said, her voice hitching at the end. Harry was filled with confusion.
"Why? I just can't imagine I would ever want to cheat on a wife as sexy as you." Harry thought out loud. A warm laugh escaped Lily's lips as she heard him.
"The problem is that your father is gay. Even if I was the sexiest woman in the world, he still wouldn't want me." she grumbled.
"What?" Harry exclaimed as he gently pulled her head back so he could see her face. It was so damn hard to keep the eye contact, so hard to resist a peek at her breasts.
"Are you kidding me?" he asked. She shook her head. Her eyes again filled with tears. Harry ignored the world shattering reveal and kissed his mother on her forehead.
"I don't think this is the place to discuss this. Let's discuss this in the living room where we can sit comfortably." he said as he picked her up bridal style. Lily giggled as her son picked her up in his arms, momentarily forgetting that she was supposed to be sad. She clung to him as he walked towards the living room. He sat on a comfy sofa and sat her beside him. He wrapped his one arm around her shoulder as she cuddled to his side.
"Your father said that he and I were betrothed. That his parents basically bought me from my parents. Those scums. I just can't believe how my parents would do that to me. Those stupid, greedy fuckers. I get now where Petunia got all of her bitchiness." Lily ranted. Harry just listened to her. A part of him was amused by her using swear words. "James' father seemed to believe that if James were to marry a muggleborn then I would birth a powerful witch or wizard. I was basically just a broodmare. My task was just to birth a powerful heir who will continue the Potter Legacy. Now I am just a useless housewife, after all my job is done."
Harry remained silent, not knowing what to say. He mulled over her words. It was wrong of his father for not telling his mother the truth from the beginning but a selfish part of him was glad that his father didn't reveal the truth earlier. He dreaded to think that maybe his mother would have had relationships with other men. That some other person would touch her gorgeous body. He shuddered in disgust.
"I am sorry." he said. She just clung to him more tightly.
"He also said that now I am free to have a relationship with other people, that he wanted me to have a partner. That he wanted me to be happy. I think I will give it a go. I think I would like to go on dates." she mumbled shyly. Harry stiffened at her confession. His worst fear seemed to be coming true.
"Oh." he just said.
"You could be more cheerful." she complained. Harry gave her a small glare.
"Forgive me if I am not eager to see my mom with another man." he grumbled. Lily groaned at him.
"Oh come on Harry, do you want me to be alone forever?" she asked. Harry shook his head.
"You will not be alone. I will be with you, forever." he said heatedly. Lily smiled at him sadly.
"Son, I am twice your age, I am your mother. What will happen when you have a girlfriend or a wife? You won't be able to give me your time." she said, caressing his cheek. Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap. Her knees were on either side of his waist, she was straddling him, her breasts were hanging in front of his face. Lily yelped at the sudden move. She gave him a questioning look but didn't protest as she was enjoying his hardness through his jeans from beneath her.
"I don't need a wife. I don't need a girlfriend, I just need you." he said, his arms snaking around her waist. She gave him an exasperated look.
"Harry, you are saying that now but in the future your answer will change. It's not you, it's just your hormones talking now." she mumbled, cupping his cheeks, imploring him to understand her. He scowled at her.
"You are dead wrong on that. Do you think it was hard for me to have sex? I was having offers for sex since I was thirteen but I always declined that. I only wanted one woman. The most beautiful woman in the World and the person who I love most in this world is sitting on my lap right now. You were the one whom I gave my virginity. You will be the only woman I will ever want. You are the woman I desire. I, Harry James Potter, swear that on my magic and my life. So mote it be." he announced.
A flash of light sealed his oath. Lily was gaping at him. Her mouth was working but no words were coming out. Harry smiled at her and pulled her into a lustful kiss. Lily moaned as her son kissed her with passion and vigour. Lily was stiff for a second from confusion but kissed him back, not holding back this time. There was no guilt, no second guessing this time as she participated in their heated kiss. He pulled back after a minute. They both were panting.
"You didn't have to do that." she complained, as she hit the back of his head lightly. "That was a stupid move. That was a very brash move."
"I wanted to. I hope your doubt on my loyalty is finally cleared." he chuckled.
"Oh, Harry. Why did you have to tie yourself to me? There are more beautiful girls than me, more deserving of you than me. I am just a lonely housewife." she asked, her self doubt clouding her mind. Harry laughed.
"More beautiful than you? Nope. In my eyes, no one is more beautiful than you. You are the epitome of beauty and love. You are more beautiful than Aphrodite for me." he said as he pushed her down on the sofa such that he was sitting between her legs. Lily blushed at his praise. He was a damn smooth flatterer but she sensed no deception from him. He believed every word he said. "Your slender legs attract my attention every time you walk" he said kissing her shins. "Your shapely hips are most beautiful." he said, placing wet kisses on both of her hips. Lily sucked in a breath in anticipation. "Your womanhood has the scent to bewitch my mind. I don't think I will ever be able to get bored of this fragrance." he said huskily as he leaned down taking a long sniff and licked her pussy lips. A shiver passed through her body as she felt his warm breath and smooth lips on her pussy. "Your stomach is flat with no slab or unnecessary muscles. It is gorgeous." he kissed her belly button, his tongue leaving a trail of saliva behind and she stifled an urge to grind herself against him. She didn't want to interrupt the show. She was liking where this was going. "Your breasts, Merlin! I don't think I have seen anything more spectacular than these huge shapely wonders." he whispered as he placed kisses on her nipples. She moaned as his lips touched her hard nipples. "My fascination with your neck can only be rivalled with vampires." he said as he parted her hair and kissed her neck. Lily squirmed underneath him, rubbing her hips against each other. He picked up her hands. "I always dreamed of intertwining my fingers with yours in a passionate sex." he said kissing her knuckles. He gently put down her hands on her sides.
His palms slipped under her waist, palming her arse cheeks. She bit her lower lip, stifling another moan. "Your arse, I don't know how you never caught me staring at them or 'accidently' humping against them. I remember how I used to grind your arse when I hugged you from back during mornings while wishing you good morning when I was 12. I don't know how you never felt that it was odd." Harry chuckled. Lily also chuckled as she indeed remembered those hugs but let it pass because she thought her baby boy was growing and was curious about opposite sex.
He leaned forward. His jeans clad boner was on her naked pelvis. His face was hovering over hers. A smile played on his lips. "Your red pouty lips, I have lost count of how many times I have desired to touch them with my own lips." he said, touching her lips with his finger first and then kissing them softly. "Your nose, a beautiful addition to your pretty face." he mumbled, placing a kiss on her nose. He caressed her cheeks and placed kisses on her cheeks. "Your soft cheeks are my oldest best friends. They were always available to me whenever I wanted to kiss. I kissed them since I was a very little kid and will continue kissing them until my death." he stared in her eyes, identical to his. So full of lust just like his.
"And finally your eyes. I think it will be narcissistic of me to admire them but I just don't care. I don't think I will ever find a pair of eyes more beautiful than yours. These emerald orbs, full of love for me, are always able to cheer me up." he smiled and kissed her eyebrows. "Now do I think I will be able to find all these features in any other girl? I don't think so." he said. His tingling lips crushed against hers in a searing kiss. Lily wrapped her legs around his waist. Her arms went around his neck, pulling his body over hers. Lily was lost in the sensation of kiss which she had experienced so less in the last decade. She felt her son was a fantastic kisser. His kiss made her feel like an eager teenager who just discovered the wonders of kissing, an odd but pleasant sensation erupted in her stomach. They both pulled back when they needed air to breath. Their lips were red and little numb from all the passionate kissings.
"Carry me to the bedroom." she said seductively on his lips. She had decided. She will give herself to her son. He was always there for her. His love was all she needed. She didn't need James, she didn't need anyone but just Harry. Her Harry. Her son. Her little baby who was growing so fast. She felt his grin on her lips. He pulled away from her and then stood up, in front of the sofa. He presented his hand as she sat up. She accepted his hand with a smile. He pulled her up, in his arms. She snuggled in his neck and wrapped her arms around his neck. His arms slid to her arse cheeks, patting them lovingly. Lily moaned and she hoisted herself up. He caught her hips in his arms, he positioned them behind his back. She was now totally draped over him, her arms around his neck, her legs around his back. He carried her to his room with his arms cupping her butt, supporting her weight. He sat on the edge of the bed with his mother in his lap. She pulled her head back, staring at him with those intense emerald eyes. She chanced another powerful kiss on his lips.
"Let me pleasure you." she said. Her voice hoarse. He nodded. She climbed off his lap, never breaking eye contact. She tugged his t-shirt.
"You are wearing too much clothes." she grinned and pulled it over his head. Harry chuckled as he was naked from the waist up now. Lily threw the t-shirt on the floor. She leaned down and started trailing down kisses on his neck. Harry sighed in comfort as he put his hands a bit back on the bed, leaning back and enjoying the new pleasant sensations. Lily meanwhile was kissing his chest and then his nipples. Harry sucked in a breath as her warm and soft lips touched his nips. She didn't linger there and kissed his stomach which was showing some muscles. He didn't have pronounced six packs but his stomach was flat and showed the beginning of six packs.
Lily was now kneeling on the floor, her lips on his belly button. She gave him a sly smile as she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Harry's body was taut with anticipation. She slid down his jeans to his ankles. A huge bulge was there on his briefs. Lily bit her lower lip as she pulled down his briefs down to his ankles. His naked member sprang up as he was relieved from the usual barriers, hard as stone, pointing at the ceiling. Harry could see the blush on his mother's face as she stared at her son's penis. She tentatively wrapped her fingers around his cock. Harry moaned as her nimble fingers wrapped around his hot rod.
"Oh my dear. It feels so good. My baby has such a good cock." Lily whispered as she started stroking him slowly with one hand while her other hand caressed his balls. Harry leered at her naked form as she gave him a handjob. His fingers squeezed the bedsheet as he tried not to cum so early. He just continued staring at her tits which swayed a little with her hand movements. Her eyes were glued to his cock as if she was totally mesmerized by his appendage.
"Mom, use your mouth." he groaned. Lily followed her son's wish and gave a tentative lick to his length. Harry moaned as her warm and wet tongue sent a shiver down his spine. She stared in his eyes as her face slowly moved closer towards his cock. Harry didn't realise that he was holding his breath in anticipation. He let out a loud moan as the head of his cock was inside her warm mouth. Lily steadily took his length in her mouth. Harry stared in wonder as his whole length was in her mouth. There was a bulge in her throat. Harry was biting his lower lip as his mother slowly pulled back. She set a steady rhythm as she bobbed her head between his legs. Harry's moans were matched by her slurping sounds as she gave her son his first blowjob. Harry couldn't control anymore. He grabbed the sides of her head. Lily looked at her son, knowing what that meant. She started bobbing her head faster.
"Oh, mom. It feels so good. I am cumming. I am there." he moaned. Lily slowly slid out his length. Only the head of his cock was in her mouth. Her lips were wrapped around his member. Her tongue was teasing his head. She traced the underside of his dick with her finger, stimulating him.
"MOM!" he gasped loudly and sprayed loads of his cum inside her mouth. Lily swallowed down his semen and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. She shot a grin at him. She could get used to his taste. Harry hurriedly removed his jeans and briefs all the way from his ankles, throwing them on the floor. Harry grabbed her armpits and threw her on the bed. Forcing her on her back. Lily giggled at her son's enthusiasm. They both slid up, away from the edge, to the centre of the bed. He was hovering over her. His arms were on either side of her face, his semi erect member was squashed on her pelvis. Her legs were spread on both sides, giving him an ample amount of space to place his hips in between.
"I love you." he said, caressing her hair. Lily smiled genuinely, cupping his cheek. She knew the truth now. He was the only one who loved her. The only one who mattered.
"I love you too darling. More than anyone." she said. Harry lowered his head and started kissing her slowly and lovingly on the lips. Her arms came up behind his back. Her fingers ran over the warm skin of his back as their lips loved each other, softly, gently but with no less passion. Their tongues moved in sync, as if doing a perfect dance. Their mouths were filled with saliva. He pulled back when they couldn't ignore the lack of breathing anymore. Lily just looked in his eyes. So full of love and so full of lust. Her lips pulled into a content smile. She wanted this. This was the only thing she wanted. Someone who desired her, someone who loved her from the bottom of his heart. He broke the eye contact as his gaze fixed on her breasts. His eyes glazed for a second, taking in her voluptuous perky tits. Lily felt pretty smug at his reaction.
"Suck on them, darling. They were always meant to be yours. Suck on them as if you are a small infant, wanting your momma's milk." she said, tracing a finger between her breasts, parting them for a second. She felt his cock hardening on her pelvis. Lily laughed heartily.
"So you get excited when you think about mommy." she grinned flirtatiously. She combed his messy hair and then grabbed his hair, pulling his face towards her, kissing his cheek. "Suck your mommy's boobs. Mommy needs you, my little angel. Mommy needs you so bad. Pleasure your momma." She whispered in his ear as she pushed his face towards her chest.
Harry could just cum from this talking. Her words were hitting him deeply. Her every word made his cock throb. He grabbed her boobs with his hands, squeezing them, earning a moan from her. She licked her lips seductively, sending a jolt of pleasure down his body. He eagerly dived towards her boobs. She squealed in delight as his mouth found her nipple. He sucked on it eagerly while massaging her other breast with his hand.
"Oh, HARRY, my baby. Suck them." she moaned, cradling his head against her chest as if holding a small baby who was drinking his mother's milk. Lily was breathing inconsistently as her son was providing her pleasure she has never felt before. He was sucking her tit with all his heart. She, there and then decided that she would find a magic spell which would let her lactate so that her baby could get his milk as the reward for sucking. The thought ignited a volcano of pleasure inside her. Her pussy was dripping from so much simulating. She knew she was going to cum any second now. When her son used a little bit of teeth she shrieked "HARRYYYY!" in pleasure. Her body trembled as she bucked her hips upward, against Harry's groin. She squirted as liquid spilled out of her entrance, wetting his groin and the bed. They both stopped to stare at the mess she made. Lily was looking equal parts embarrassed and dubious. She never had squirted before. She wasn't expecting it.
Harry laughed at her. He snapped his finger and the bed was clean again.
"Your wandless magic surely is handy." she said. Harry nodded as he lay on top of her. His chin on her cleavage.
"I have a very powerful mother for a witch." he winked. Lily laughed as she caressed his head.
"Flattery will get you everywhere. Now I already know where you want to go so just let's get to it. We had enough foreplay." she smirked. Harry smiled but a serious look overtook his face.
"Promise me that you will never leave me. That you will never go with another man." he said. Lily smiled as she felt his insecurity. She realised that he feared that she would leave him after the fight with James. She shook her head. She would never do that. Even before all this drama, Harry was the most important person to her. Even more important than James.
"I promise, darling. I don't need anyone if you are by my side. Now stop being scared and make love to me. Make your mommy feel better. Make mommy scream your name in ecstacy. Fuck me my angel. Make me scream in pleasure." she moaned, grounding her cunt against his hard member. She could see drool hanging from his lips. She was very amused by him. She wouldn't have to fear betrayal from him even if he hadn't swore an oath. Harry was totally interested in her, his mother. He was a motherfucker, literally. He was just interested in fucking his mommy and no one else. And fortunately for him and her, she was his mommy in blood and all. She just had to use words like 'mommy' and 'son' and his libido would get out of control.
"Okay mom. I will love you tonight. I will make you scream my name." he whispered as he lined his dick towards her entrance.