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The Master Bedroom of the Tonks House,
Inside the room, with Andromeda pinned against the wall, Rigel stole her lips, kissing her deeply. At first, the witch resisted, her body tense, her teeth barring his way in. But as the kisses continued, her guard slowly dropped, and she began to open up. The resistance softened, and the moment her teeth parted ever so slightly, Rigel slipped his tongue in.
"Mmmf… chu… mm…"
The wet sound of tongues invading the mouth, saliva exchanging, filled the room, echoing softly through the air amidst tender breaths.
Under the pressure of the heated kiss, Andromeda found herself slowly unraveling as her arousal stirred, and without even thinking, her hands moved on their own, tracing along the fabric of his clothes over his thick sturdy arms as they moved up, trying to reach for his neck in order to wrap around it, but the difference in height made it difficult, which led to Andromeda having to lean forward on her toes to somehow do that while she began to kiss him back with just as much fire, sharing breath, heat, and hunger.
Seeing Andromeda begin to respond passionately to his kisses, Rigel grew bolder. His hands, which were bigger than her head, had been pinning her to the wall and holding her face still, began to wander too, slowly gliding down from her cheek to her neck, then further to the swell of her breasts. He gave her breasts a few gentle squeezes through the fabric, earning a soft moan or two from her lips.
"Mm~ Mmmm~"
But he didn't stop there, he continued their descent, as his hands trailed down her sides until they finally settled on her arse. With a cheeky grin, he gave her arse firm squeezes through the robe, enjoying the feel of her big milfy arse in his hands, drawing more muffled moans from her lips in the middle of their kisses.
Things carried on for a bit as the stimulation for them continued to increase with each squeeze and kiss, until Rigel grew properly riled up and kissing and copping a feel of her curves just wasn't cutting it anymore as he separated from her, both heaving heavy breaths, and he murmured, "Aunty…"
He wanted more; he needed more. His eyes, dark and hungry with lust, said it all.
Andromeda saw that hunger, raw, unfiltered, and for a moment, it rattled her.
"W… well…" she murmured, her voice wavering.
Truth be told, she was just as aroused, far too worked up to let fear, grief, guilt, or whatever take the reins.
But even then, she needed a push, something to tip her over the edge and keep her going. And Rigel knew it. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered the very reason she couldn't walk away and needed to keep going, no matter how low she was about to sink.
"Remember… everything you're doing is for your daughter's sake. You're the only one who can do anything for her right now. What d'you reckon will happen to her if you don't go through with this? Her future'll be bleak, dark, with no hope in sight."
The image of her daughter struggling for a better life flashed through Andromeda's mind. Rigel's words pressed on, "If she's struggling and living poorly, it's 'cause of your mistakes… 'cause you ran away from the House of Black, 'cause you turned traitor… If it weren't for you, maybe your daughter'd be living like a princess, just like you did…" He paused, then added, "Since it's your fault, you've got to atone and make sacrifices for her. Isn't that your duty as her mother?"
"R… right… my duty… I must secure a future for my daughter…" Andromeda nodded as his words sank in.
"That's right… It is your duty…" Rigel nodded back, his words giving her the courage she needed. She turned her head slightly, met his hungry gaze, and gave a hesitant nod.
"L… let's continue," she murmured, barely above a whisper.
That was all the permission Rigel needed as a smirk played on his lips. "Remember this moment, my dear aunt… You were the one to ask of me."
Then, without missing a beat, he used his large frame to lift her up and spun her around with ease.
"Kyaa~!" she yelped, startled—
—but he paid little mind to her reaction, pressing her face and breasts firmly against the wall before giving her arse a sharp smack.
"Come on… get that arse up."
Startled once again by that commanding tone, Andromeda let out a soft cry, "Kyaa~!"
After nearly fifteen years away from the House of Black, living quietly in her little love nest, with someone who treasured her like a princess, Andromeda might've forgotten what it meant to obey the superior and dominant person's command. But truth be told, old habits die hard. They may be curbed, but never fade. Raised from childhood to follow orders without question, her body responded before her mind could catch up.
Without thinking, she lifted her arse just as she was ordered to.
"Ahh… that's more like it," Rigel murmured, giving her milfy arse another firm smack through her robe, earning yet another yelp from her.
"Kyaa~!"
Without missing a beat, he lifted her robes and chemise, revealing the white knickers clinging tightly to the thick, tempting flesh beneath.
"Blimey… would you look at this," he murmured in amazement, making the woman flush red as a tomato. Embarrassed, with tears prickling at the corners of her eyes, she muttered, "C-Can you not look at my butt like that…"
"How can I not?" Rigel shot back with a smirk, once again gripping her arse tightly with his hand and giving them a few good squeezes before landing another cheeky spank. Cha!
"This right here's the real deal."
She was, without a doubt, a proper milf—with a thick, juicy arse that Rigel simply couldn't get enough of.
"I-It's embarrassing…" she murmured, her voice low and flustered as she felt her buttcheek starting to burn because of the spank.
"Alright… let's not stare," Rigel said with a casual shrug, prompting Andromeda to let out a small sigh of relief.
But just as she began to relax, a smirk tugged at his lips. He placed both hands on her hips, fingers searching for the elastic of her knickers. The moment he found it, he murmured playfully, "Ready for the big reveal?"
Flustered and fully aware of what was about to happen, Andromeda panicked. "Wa–wait…" she tried to stop him.
Rigel did just the opposite. With one swift motion, he tugged her knickers down, letting them fall to the floor and fully exposing everything she'd tried to keep hidden.
"Kya~!" Andromeda yelped, instinctively pressing her thick thighs together in an attempt to conceal herself.
But Rigel wasn't having it. He firmly gripped her hips and thighs with his hands and, overpowering her resistance, forced her legs apart.
"Oi, don't be like that… no need to hide."
"B-But…" Andromeda tried to protest, but Rigel didn't give her the chance. He slid his ring finger and middle finger straight into her, making her eyes widen as she gasped in shock.
"Wh-What…?"
"Not what, but Wet…" Rigel's lips curled into a wicked smirk, his fingers slick with her fluids as he slowly withdrew them, holding them up for her to see. The glistening evidence of her intense arousal to his advances caught the dim light, and his eyes gleamed with amusement. "Well, well, Aunty…" he murmured, his voice a low, teasing drawl. "You're practically dripping for me." He leaned in close, blowing hot breath against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "Tell me… has it been that long since you and your late husband got… intimate?"
Andromeda's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her lips parting to stammer a weak defense. "W-We… we… uh…" The words faltered, her voice trembled with the lie she couldn't quite muster. But Rigel wasn't having it. Before she could spin her excuse, he moved, sliding his slick fingers past her lips and into her mouth. The sweet taste of her own juices flooded her senses, and her eyes widened as he toyed with her tongue.
"Don't you dare lie to me, my dear aunt," he commanded dominantly as his gaze locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race. "I'll know the truth the moment it leaves your lips. You can be honest with me… with your master, can't you?"
"M-Massar…?" she mumbled around his fingers in a muffled and shaky voice. Through their locked eyes, she felt him pierce through her defenses, as if he could see straight into her soul and memories, making the very idea of deceit disappear from her mind.
Seeing through her surrendering thoughts, Rigel's grin widened. "That's a good aunt," he purred, slowly withdrawing his fingers from her mouth, leaving her lips glistening and parted. Without warning, he plunged those same fingers back down, sliding them deep into her core with a deliberate, teasing twist. The wet, rhythmic sound of his movements filled the air, mingling with her soft gasps. "Come on now," he coaxed in a dominating voice as he twirled his fingers inside her. "Tell me the truth. You haven't been getting much action, have you?"
Andromeda's eyes fluttered, and a pleading look flickered across her face as she tried to avoid the question. But his sharp gaze pinned her in place, demanding that she answer him. Her body betrayed her as the stimulation that had been lacking for so long hit her, causing a moan to slip from her lips. "Y… yes… haaa~ aaah~" she gasped, her voice breaking with pleasure and shame. "We… we haven't… it's been… more than thirteen years…"
"More thanthirteen years?" Rigel's voice cracked in disbelief as his fingers paused briefly before a sly smirk tugged at his lips, as he questioned, "That means… he hasn't done anything to you after you birthed your little Dora?"
"Hnn~" nodded Andromeda with a moan.
"Well… well…" he chuckled and resumed rocking his fingers inside her cunt with another intensity and said, "No wonder… you're this wet…"
"Haaa~ Aaah~ Aaah~" Andromeda moaned softly around his fingers, her hips instinctively beginning to move in time with his hands, chasing the growing pleasure.
Seeing that, Rigel decided to make use of his other hand as well. He pressed himself firmly against her arse, his hard length grinding through the fabric of his own clothes, while his free hand reached around to her cunt and pinched her clit.
The moment he touched her clit, Andromeda's head jerked back with a sharp gasp as a wave of intense pleasure hit her. "Kyaaaaaa~…"
"Fufu…" Rigel chuckled at her reaction, using both hands to play with her clit and pussy while humping into her arse.
"Aaah~ Ahaahhhhh~ Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh~ Mmmmm~"
Squelch, squelch… the wet sounds echoed through the room as the pleasure grew stronger with every stroke and pinch.
"Aaah~ Ahaahh~ Aaah~ Ahaahh~ Aaah~ Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh~"
She moaned in quick, heated breaths and her legs trembled more and more as the intensity of the assault on her clit and pussy grew with every passing second.
"Ahhh~ Ohhh~ Mmm~ Aahh~"
Andromeda's moans grew louder in a right cacophony, and she started fretting that her daughter, sleeping on the other side of the wall, might hear. Fortunately, though, she was dosed with the Draught of the Living Death, so there was nothing that would wake her up… but the shame of being heard made Andromeda attempt to muffle her moans, but the pleasure was so intense she couldn't keep her lips shut. "Ahh~ I..." Finally, she clamped her teeth on the fabric of her robe, stifling her moans until they were just a muffled hum, no longer bouncing off the walls.
"Mmph~ Hmph~ Nngh~ Mmff~"
Seeing her in a proper flap as she struggled to hush herself, Rigel let out a chuckle and upped the ante, sliding his meaty fingers deeper and faster into her, pushing her limits with a wicked grin.
Suddenly, a strange sensation welled up inside her—something entirely unfamiliar. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before, and she panicked as she felt something building in her pussy. 'Co… coming… something's coming…'
Scared it might be her pee, she pulled her teeth from the fabric of her robe and tried to stop Rigel. "Sto… Ohhh~ s-stop… Aahh~ something… something's coming, Mmm~"
"Oh? Then let it come," Rigel chuckled, clearly enjoying her flustered state.
"No… no…" she whimpered, horrified at the thought of wetting herself like that. She tried to push him away, but Rigel didn't stop, ignoring her pleas as he carried on, relentless.
She squeezed her thighs together, clenched her teeth, tightened her stomach, and she did everything she could to hold it in. Her face twisted in pleasure and panic alike as she fought the urge with all she had…
But there's only so much a body can take.
When she could hold back no more, she gave in, as all her muscles loosened up all at once, releasing all the built-up tension in a fiery climax. Her eyes rolled back, tongue nearly hung out, juices squirted from her honey pot, soaking Rigel's hand as the crystal clear liquid traced along her thighs, dripping down onto the floor and walls.
"Would you look at that…" Rigel murmured, raising his drenched hand to show her. "These are your juices…" But she didn't seem capable of thinking, speaking, or reacting just then; her mind was hazy from the intense orgasm, her legs lost all strength, and sent her crashed to her knees as she nearly passed out.
"What the bloody hell…?" Rigel muttered, gobsmacked, as he swiftly grabbed Andromeda by the waist to stop her from toppling over. Glancing down, he asked, "Aunty, you alright?"
"Too… haaah… haaahh… too much… I… I've never felt anything like that before… haaah… what in blazes was that…?" she mumbled, half out of it, her head spinning.
"Eh? You serious? Never felt that kind of rush before?" Rigel asked, properly stunned.
Andromeda, still catching her breath, shook her head. "Never…" and wondered aloud, "Did I… pee myself?"
"Blimey, Aunty… that wasn't pee…" Rigel chuckled, leaning in close to her ear. "Sounds like your late husband didn't just skimp on the pleasure of sex for 13 years, he never even got you to the orgasm." He grinned, adding, "Congrats, Aunty… you've just had your first proper orgasm. That wasn't pee, rather, orgasm… your first orgasm…"
"Or… orgasm?" she whispered, her breathing steadying. Her eyes flicked down to the clear liquid dripping from her thighs onto the floor. "That really wasn't… pee?"
"Nah, my dear Aunt," Rigel said, shaking his head with a smirk. He lifted his hand, glistening with her juices, and brought it to her lips. "Go on, have a taste of your sweet juices from that climax…"
Andromeda was hesitant and a bit disgusted, but his orders made her part her lips as instructed and take his fingers into her mouth and taste the liquid glistening on them.
"Well? What d'you reckon?" Rigel asked with a smirk.
"Tade Shweed…" she mumbled in a muffled voice as her tongue lazily swirled around his fingers.
Once she'd licked him clean, he gave her a sly grin and praised, caressing her head, "That's a good aunt…" Then, with a glint in his eye, he added, "Now then—shall we move on to the main course?"
"M… main course?" Andromeda asked, her voice trembling with hesitation.
"You know… the meat of the matter—the shagging," Rigel said with a smirk and flicked his finger.
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