Horndog
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Chapter 11: The Good Old Nurse (I)
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 11: The Good Old Nurse (I) - Watch as Sirius navigates his way through the Hogwarts of the old days and the new. The way to a man’s heart goes through his belly, and the way to a woman's heart goes through her cunny—Sirius chose to live by those ideas.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Fan Fiction High Fantasy Mystery Paranormal Magic Transformation
As morning came after yesterday’s delightful evening bath, Sirius found his mind had calmed down. The constant pulsating headache vanished, and finally, he accepted what he had just done. Killing his mother and father was for the good of everyone.
But now, there was a new resolve, as he still had family to protect. With the last semester nearing and the winter holidays almost over, he decided it was better to stay away from Andromeda’s house.
Quickly, under the warm light basking the room from the window, he packed his bags again and put on cleaner clothes before going downstairs to find everyone. But just like the day before, he found silence everywhere except for the kitchen.
“Where is everyone?” He asked, finding Andromeda cooking breakfast alone.
He silently stood there at the door and watched her sway around. Her white, knee-length, sleeveless sundress with red flower patterns was tightly hugging her waist. There was also a beautiful apron with its butterfly knot tied behind, and her hair made into a loose bun, leaving a few strands to fall on her charming face as she hummed some song under her breath.
“Sirius? You’re early,” she chirped. “It’s Sunday, so Ted and Dora are still sleeping. Regulus has gone for a bath.”
“Is that so?” Sirius abruptly moved and wrapped his arms around Andromeda’s fleshy waist from behind. He hugged her tightly against his chest, making sure she felt his morning wood from that thin dress. “Thanks for the help, Andromeda. I feel much better today.”
Andromeda almost jumped on her feet. “Shh ... What are you doing? Someone will see us.”
Sirius breathed heavily and placed his lips on the skin of her nape, just beside her shoulder. He licked it and gently went upwards on her neck. He kept kissing her and slowly slid his hand down while tugging her sundress up, revealing more of her smooth, tender legs and, eventually, her white panties.
“Umm ... no.” Andromeda faintly wriggled between his arms, “Not here ... Sirius.”
Sirius didn’t reply in words, but pinched her chin and turned her face sideways before planting a kiss on her rosy, soft, sweet lips. Immediately after, he used the same hand to pull down his zipper and pull out his fully erect manhood.
“I need this ... Andromeda,” he whispered and raised her sundress from behind and, without waiting, pushed two fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down below her thighs. “I really do.”
Still holding himself back, he only pushed his throbbing, needy shaft between the creamy, tight gap between her thighs, right below her warm, feminine entrance. Immediately, he began thrusting in and out in the gap, bringing his hands to focus back on her chest and keeping her pressed forward while groping her covered jutting mounds.
“S-Sirius ... Be quick ... ugh.”
Sirius felt her surrender to his desire as she squeezed her legs together firmly, giving him a tighter space to thrust his manhood and realize pleasure. His foreskin sliding between her feathery soft thighs soon stimulated her as well, turning her naked nest of desire into a misty, heated core of wetness.
“Ah...” She tried to flip the pancakes while trying to hold back her faint moans from the teasing of his cock and the intensifying groping of her lush, surging hills. “Ummm ... Faster, Sirius.”
Sirius loved her silvery voice and intensified his movements. The faint claps of their flesh hitting each other were suppressed by Andromeda’s dress, trying to fall down, but remained held up with his cock squeezing into every heated inch of her gap.
His hands were rubbing all around her body, savoring the homely curves of a housewife. Her alluringly meaty waist, wide hips, and swollen, feathery globes threw him into an unhinged chase of pleasure.
“Andro-oh-meda...” Sirius whispered into her ears breezily. “I’ll ... leave after this.”
“Wha...?” She confusedly tried to ask, only to feel his drilling shaft almost slip into her depth, nearly making her beg for it to happen. “Why?”
Sirius felt sweltering heat rising in his core and saw his release nearing. The way this woman made him feel was like no other. So pure and so loving, he wanted to always remain in the grasp of this warmth. But that was also a reason he couldn’t live there. He couldn’t be the one to break her family.