Chapter 7
Once When I Was Masturbating
Harry Potter was doing something crazy. Something he wasn't sure if was right or wrong. But he reassured himself that he was indeed in the right. His mother's words about imagination and reality assured him that he wasn't going against his promise.
'Imagining something isn't wrong. So, by that logic, masturbating while lying beside my sleeping mum and imagining the feeling of her body against mine isn't wrong either.'
He was propped against the headboard of the bed with one hand inside his shorts. He stroked his length feverishly while his mum lay on her back just beside him, her eyes closed and her breathing steady. Too deep in her sleep to notice what he was doing.
It was early morning. The sky was just starting to lighten outside the window. And his mum wasn't really a morning person so she would remain that way for some time.
'Mmm.' he stifled a moan as he stared at his mum while pumping his cock inside his underwear.
'Her lips, her soft plump lips, how amazing it would feel if it was wrapped around my dick. Her mouth, hot and wet, massaging my length as she suckled it. That would be lovely.' He fantasised. His gaze then moved down to her chest which was barely covered by the thin white translucent nightie.
'Her boobs, her big shapely mounds. How good they would feel in my hands. Ahhh! Those firm tits would be wonderful. I would never be bored by them and would love squeezing and fondling them.' He leered at her breasts. His hands were now moving fast. He bit back his lip to stop a groan of pleasure as his eyes stuck on the spot of her nightie where her nipples were poking the fabric. 'How sexy would it be to latch on those nipples and make her scream my name.'
'How amazing would it be if she still lactated? I could drink her milk while sucking on those alluring teats.' He was nearing the climax. The new fantasy of drinking her milk was just too sensual for him. He lowered his shorts and underwear down to his knees, freeing his erection, and started fapping with abandon. He ogled his mum's body, imagining all the naughty things he would do to her. From kissing her lips to fucking her tits, he would do everything.
He couldn't stop himself and moaned a little as he stared at her face, his fingers moving aggressively fast on his penis. As he was just on the verge of ejaculating, he stood on his knees beside her and pointed his cock at her face. Loving the mental image of her face covered in his own seeds. He was lost in pleasure, rational thoughts had left him. He knew that he would cross a line if he really sprayed his cum on his mum's face. So, with humongous effort, he directed his cock away from her at the last second and shot his seeds down on the floor.
He groaned, thrusting his hips erratically in the tight grasp of his fingers, milking every single drop out of his member.
He slumped back on the bed, pulling up his underwear and shorts. He waved his hand absent-mindedly, vanishing the gooey liquid on the floor with his wandless magic.
'What did I just do? Meh. Just fapped beside my sleeping mum, using imaginations and fantasy no son should have of their mother.' Harry thought in a self-deprecating amusement.
He lay there motionless for another hour beside his sleeping mother, trying not to look and admire her half-naked body until she woke up.
She was concerned to find him so morose and silent that morning.
"Are you alright, little knight?" she asked during breakfast.
"Yup. I'm absolutely fine. Brilliant, Happy, Joyous." he answered in a monotonous voice. Lily snorted in amusement, raising her single eyebrow.
"I see, so you are finally in your teenage rebellious phase. Then I must always be prepared for these sarcastic remarks instead of a straight answer." She complained, her lips parted in a smirk.
"Yup." He mumbled, not meeting her eyes.
She just shook her head, not finding it funny anymore. She remained silent for a few minutes as they ate their food.
A brilliant idea popped into her mind, making her grin excitedly.
"Harry, what do you say about going to the beach for a whole day? We could play in the water and relax in the warm sunlight." She asked, looking at him eagerly. Harry's eyes glowed in happiness and he nodded quickly.
"Yes, let's go. I've never seen the ocean." He answered, grinning at her childishly.
Lily hid a wince as she realised how isolated she had kept Harry and that he hadn't even seen the sea. But she also sighed in relief that he wasn't gloomy anymore and was smiling cheerfully.
"Then it is decided. We are going to one of the private islands that the Potters own. Go to your room and be ready in ten minutes." She announced, standing up from her chair and going to prepare for the trip. She shot a parting smile at Harry before leaving the dining room, not aware of his lustful and guilty gaze on her legs and arse.
Chapter 8
Once When I Was On Beach
"So… this is the private beach you were talking about?" He asked, giving her an impressive unimpressed look.
Lily, meanwhile, was stupidly staring at the group of teenagers who were enjoying the sea and ocean, unaware that this was private property.
"It seems the wards around here collapsed along with the notice-me-not ward. Since nothing is keeping this island hidden from the general public anymore, people are free to discover it and enjoy it. Looks like several muggles think that this is their newly discovered island. At least no one claimed it as theirs and started a private resort here. That would have been embarrassing to take care of." She explained in a daze, her eyebrows twitching in annoyance at seeing the teenagers partying and hollering on her private property.
"Why did the wards collapse?" Harry questioned her.
"Most probably a Death Eater attack. This island had only moderately strong wards. That's why we stayed in the Potter Manor whose wards are the strongest." She nodded at her theory. The uninvited teenagers soon spotted them and approached them without a care.
"Hello, I'm the owner of this island. How long are you staying here without my permission?" Lily asked sternly to the group of six.
"We are sorry. We just arrived here two days ago. Though we did not know that this was a private island. Because you see, we live on the mainland which isn't far from here and there are numerous rumours about the beautiful island that appeared out of nowhere a few years ago. Since then, many people have come here to enjoy a nice peaceful vacation." The leader of the group stepped forward to explain. She was a beautiful and well-endowed woman in her early twenties, wearing a sexy two-piece red bikini. Her black hair was long enough to reach her waist and her brown eyes were full of youthful energy.
"How can you not know that this was a private island? There's a giant house just inside the forest." Lily asked incredulously.
"Yeah. We know that. But it is abandoned. So we thought that this island was abandoned too. And you can barely call it a house anymore. It's nothing but a ruin from what we saw." The girl shrugged apologetically.
'Fucking Death Eaters!' Lily internally growled.
"Well, now you know that this is private property. So when are you planning to leave?" She asked neutrally, not showing how irritated she was. And she also wasn't liking how Harry was ogling this chick. She felt a fiery jealousy sprouting in her heart at the thought of 'her' Harry with anyone else.
"Sorry, we can't go yet. A boat will come for us in the evening. Until then we are stuck here." The girl smiled bashfully. Lily resisted an urge to groan but just nodded after a second. She looked behind her to see the boys and the girls looking at them expectantly.
"Okay. But please stay in this one area only. And don't litter. It's private property." Lily laid out the rules sternly. The girl clapped her hands in triumph and offered her a bright smile.
"Thank you, Mrs. We won't trouble you anymore." The girl agreed and shot Harry an inviting smile.
"And you, boyo, are invited to spend some time with us when you get bored in the company of your mother." She joked, hoping that the redhead really was his mother or else this was going to be embarrassing. While the stern woman looked very young and only a couple of years older than her, the mannerism signalled her either being his mother or a nagging sister.
"Sure." He answered blandly, giving her a non-committal answer. She just shook her head in amusement and went away mumbling about young edgy teenagers. Harry sneaked a glance at the alluring movements of her arse cheeks as she walked back to her friends.
This didn't go unnoticed by Lily who fumed in jealousy.
"Let's go, Harry. It's time to see how much of our vacation house is still intact." She announced, grabbing his hand and leading him inside the forest.
The vacation house was actually just a few walls standing on the ground with different parts of the ceiling lying everywhere.
"I really do need to see in which condition our other properties are. Whatever. Today we are just going to enjoy ourselves. Let's go to the other side and away from those annoying teenagers." With that said, Lily dragged him to the other side of the island.
It was still only 10 in the morning and the weather in this part was pleasant. The sun wasn't high enough to make the sunlight hot and uncomfortable.
"Now, let's change and jump into the sea." Lily announced, quickly taking off her shirt and jeans. After that, she stood only in her black lacy underwear. Her long legs were naked in all their glory bar her privates which were covered by a small triangular thong. And her bra was straining, barely able to keep her bust inside the fabric. She smirked feeling Harry's gaze on her.
"Ooh~. Is my little baby admiring his mama?" She teased mischievously, leaning forward and showing him ample cleavage. Her lips were curved in an amused and delighted smile at receiving his attention.
"Nah! I'm just surprised that you are wearing any underwear. Since you usually don't while sleeping, I was taken aback by the new development." Harry responded calmly, too used to her antics. Lily just giggled, not blushing at his observation, as he had wanted.
It was really hard to make her embarrassed, Harry thought annoyedly.
"You are absolutely right. I don't like wearing anything while sleeping. Even the nightie sometimes feels like a hassle. But this time I thought I might impress you with my new underwear. Do I look good in it, sweetie?" Lily asked, striking a provocative pose.
She turned a little, giving him a glimpse of her delicious arse, and crossed her arms under her chest, making them pop out more. Harry tried, he really tried hard not to give any response, but couldn't stop staring at the redheaded goddess that was his mum.
Lily laughed in joy seeing him become speechless.
"I'll take that as a yes, love. Who needs a swimsuit when you have underwear? Now strip, we have to play in the water." She instructed, tapping her foot impatiently. Harry just nodded, blushing at his mishap, and started unbuttoning his shirt. A few seconds later, he too was just in his underwear.
Lily whistled appreciatively.
"The exercises are doing some good, Harry." She smiled, touching his stomach which was starting to show the beginning of his abs.
"Yup." He stated, resisting shivering as her finger traced his barely formed muscles.
"We are ready then. Let's finally start" She exclaimed, full of excitement and grabbing hold of his hand, making him run after her as they jogged toward the sea.
Chapter 9
Once When I Was Grouchy
Harry and Lily ran until they were wading into the sea. The gentle pull and push of water struck their knees, imbalancing them.
"Come on, Harry. Let's go further." She yelled, giving him a bright smile. A smile so beautiful that made his heart thrum in excitement. He nodded, mirroring her smile as they swam away.
The water was pleasantly cool against their skin. His mum gasped as she was waist-deep inside the water now.
"Ah! It feels so good." She moaned lowly, going deeper until she was totally submerged from the neck down. Harry too went after her and was swaying in front of her along the gentle waves. He blushed after hearing her making that indecent noise. His mind went into overdrive, imagining all the things he could do to her to get that moan out of her.
"Don't you feel good, sweetie?" She asked, seeing his red face and giving him a curious look.
"Y..yes." Harry hurriedly replied. She just raised her eyebrow and moved nearer to him. She looped her arms around his neck and pressed herself into him.
Her wet half naked self against him.
He bit back a moan as he coiled his own hands around her waist.
"Don't you feel good, Harry?" She repeated, biting his earlobe, her wet tongue sending shivers down his spine. Harry shrieked like a girl.
"Mum! That's crossing the line. You can't just nibble my ear. That's too indecent. You're not playing by the rules. You're being too forward in your mission to embarrass me." He squeaked, trembling all over his body. His mum just laughed heartily.
"There's no rule in this game, sweetie. I love seeing that cute blush of yours and I'll do anything to see a glimpse of my handsome little knight all red and bothered. Like you are doing right now." She smirked, condescendingly patting his cheeks.
Harry pouted and turned his face away.
"What if I do the same? What if I started licking your ear just to get a reaction? You are so unfair. Double standards at its finest." Harry mumbled.
"See! That pout of yours. So cute! And just for your info, I wouldn't mind a bit if you did anything of that sort. Contrary to your belief, I'll be delighted that you are finally playing the game." She grinned, pulling his cheeks as if he was still a five-year-old kid.
"Mum!" He groaned, pushing her hands away from his face.
"So answer me then. Don't you feel good, Harry?" She asked, staring at him expectantly.
"Yup." He replied.
That reply made her scowl deeply.
"You know, your monosyllabic replies are grating on my nerves. You just had to ruin the perfect mood. I am going back." She said angrily, totally annoyed at him, and swam away.
"Don't know when my sweet Harry became an old grumpy man. I need a fucking time-turner to go back and never let my sweet baby boy become like this. I'll just have to raid the Department of Mysteries. No big deal." His mum grumbled all the way, purposefully increasing the tone of her voice so he would hear everything she was saying.
Harry couldn't help but sigh at his own failings. He recognised how he was acting all emo and depressed from the morning. Since he masturbated beside her sleeping body, he was feeling all guilty about it and was taking out his annoyance on others, in this case, his mum.
"It's not too late." He mumbled and hurried after her, his legs and hands working in tandem to swim fast, to reach her.
'I don't need to feel guilty for having these urges. And it isn't as if mum is totally innocent. I have never heard of any mother sleeping half-naked with their son. I have never seen a clingier mother than mine. It is her fault too, not just mine. I can do whatever I want. She is provoking me. It's her fault, not mine. I'll never again feel bad for these feelings. The feelings which I have for my mum are the result of my upbringing. I'm not evil for having these.' He thought all the while chasing his mum who was too adept at swimming.
When Harry reached the land, his mum was a few metres ahead of him, stomping away to the ruins. He ran after her and grabbed her hand, stopping her in her tracks.
"I'm sorry, mum. Please let's not ruin our day." He said softly, his fingers intertwining with hers. "Let's go back in the water."
Lily turned around and gave him a beaming smile, stopping her angry act. Not that all of it was an act, she really had been getting annoyed at his monosyllabic answers.
"Finally!" She yelled and again ran towards the water, pulling him after her.
Harry just chuckled as he ran behind her.
'It isn't wrong to have these feelings. And it definitely isn't wrong to use the advantages I have regarding my relationship with my mum. If she is willing to sleep half-naked beside me then she should be ready for occasional 'sleep' groping. And it isn't as if it will be harmful to her. What she doesn't know won't affect her.' He thought, finally realising how stupid he was being for not taking advantage of his lucky situation. 'And sometimes, I really think that mum wants it. That mum wants me to see her as a sexual object. But then again, it may be just my wishful thinking.'
They both jumped in the water, bringing him out of his reverie. They gasped as they went underwater for a few seconds. Lily giggled and tried to push his head under the water. Harry struggled under her hold, his face rubbing against her round and soft breasts. The wet cotton bra was doing nothing in dampening the feeling of her skin on his face.
He was absolutely loving it. The big perky tits trying to suffocate him. He finally was able to break through the surface and breathed heavily, shooting an evil smile at her.
"That means war, mum." He simply said.
"Uh-huh." She hummed, giving him a mocking smile, and swam away, toward the beach "First you have to catch me though."
Harry simply jumped after her, swimming fast to catch her. Luckily, he caught her before she could run away. She shrieked and laughed as he pushed her under the water. She struggled against him but Harry's arms crept around her waist from behind, keeping her tight against him.
She still laughed, unconcerned about Harry's bulge pressing on her arse. He stifled a moan as his mum's beautiful curvy arse was squashed by his hips and crotch. His boner was forced so hard against her arse that he could feel her butt crack on the underside of his hard length. His erection was conveniently snuggled deep between her arse cheeks. His chest too was tightly pressed on her back and his face on her neck. It was so hard to resist the urge to nibble on her slender neck.
"I surrender. I surrender. I am sorry." She yelled, kicking her legs and splashing water around them, pressing her back against him with more force, her own arms trying to unclasp his hold on her waist. He definitely heard her moan when he poked her and absolutely felt her arse cheeks tighten around his hard shaft, burying it deeper between her delicious butt cheeks.
Harry reluctantly loosened his grip and she was able to turn around and face him. Her eyes sparkled in joy.
"That was so fun." She grinned, hugging him, her face over his shoulder. He wasn't sure if she was talking about their grinding session or the water fight. And he wasn't stupid enough to think that she didn't notice their dirty play.
"It was." He smiled, though he had a dark red blush on his cheeks, hugging her back, enjoying the sensation of her sexy body against his.
"Let's get out of here. I'm starting to feel cold now."
"Okay." Harry agreed, swimming with her towards the shore.
Chapter 10
Once When I Was Massaging
"Let's play a game." That was what Harry said when she was just about to rub the lotion on her body.
Currently, they both were under the cool shade of a big umbrella at the beach, which protected them from the moderate heat of the sunlight. His mum was sitting on a blanket, getting ready to protect her skin from the warm sunburn. He was laid over another blanket just beside her.
They both were still in just their underwear.
"What?"
"I said, let's play a game. The name is 'No hands or surrender'. In this game, the rule is that you are not allowed to use your hands for a fixed period. Pretty self-explanatory, I will say." Harry told her, shooting her a sly smile as he sat up and faced her.
"And how is this a game, little knight?" She asked, raising her red eyebrows.
"It's a time-limited game, mum. For the next hour, you have to act as if you don't have hands anymore. Since you don't have hands, you can't use them to rub lotion on your skin. But you are allowed to surrender when you think you can't play the game anymore, thus concluding the game. So, wanna play?" Harry explained quickly.
His mum snorted at his explanation.
"I'm sure you just made all this up. But even agreeing to that, how do you think I'll put on the lotion if I can't use my hands." She questioned, giving him a deadpan look.
"Simple. I'll do it for you. You'll go first and won't use your hands for one hour. And after that, it'll be my turn." Harry grinned excitedly.
Lily just rolled her eyes at his response.
"I don't know why you are trying such elaborate plans to get a chance at rubbing lotion over my body. I mean, you just had to ask and I'd have happily agreed to it." She smirked knowingly.
"I don't know what you are talking about." He said innocently.
His mum giggled and shook her head in mild amusement.
"Whatever. Let's play the game. I can't use my hands. That's the only rule, right? I'm ready then. Start!" She announced and handed him the bottle of lotion before plopping down over her stomach, on the blanket.
"Sure." Harry smiled and sat beside her prone body. "You can't sleep. That is another rule otherwise there won't be any meaning to this game. I'm informing you of this just now because you are going to get a good massage and might get tempted to nap."
"Great, love." His mum said, turning her head to the side and giving him a soft smile and then turning away again, perching her chin over her crossed hands and making herself comfortable.
Harry gulped down as he gazed at his mother's body for a few long seconds.
She was lying lazily on her stomach with her face resting on her crossed hands. Her beautiful red hair was bound in a loose ponytail that was spread over her back. The black silky strips of her bra were the only fabric attached to her back. Her skin was pale and smooth, and her back was slim, slightly narrowing down from her shoulders to her waist. She really had the coveted hourglass figure.
Her waist then curved up as it joined her firm curvy arse cheeks that were bare for his viewing pleasure. And a very thin strip of black cotton wrapped tightly around her most sacred part, hiding it from his gaze. Her long bare wide hips were alluring too. And her calves looked soft and shapely. Even her toes seemed sexy to him.
He shook his head to distract himself from his growing boner.
He had a job to do.
Although the job was born to satiate his urge to touch her flesh, he was going to make his mum relax with his amazing massaging skills. Even if he didn't have the said skills. She deserved his best. She was a goddess after all.
"I'm going to sit on your hips, mum. To have a good position to do my work. It's okay, right?" He asked politely.
"Of course. You can do whatever you want." She mumbled, her eyes closed, already fighting the urge to take a power nap.
He stood up, looming over her, his legs positioned on either side of her hips. He blushed a little as he quickly adjusted his half-mast so it wouldn't poke her. Then he sat down gently on her thighs, just above her knees with his shins folded under his hips. Lily gave out a soft sigh as his weight settled over her.
"I'm starting." He announced, his hands dripping from lotion as he promptly smeared it on her upper back. He licked his lips, loving how soft and healthy her skin was. And how good it felt under his palms.
His mum made satisfying sounds as his fingers and palm pressed firmly on her back. But he stopped just minutes after he began, making her eyes snap open in dissatisfaction.
"Harryyyy?" she whined childishly.
"Sorry, mum. But the strips of your bra are going to be a hindrance. I'm going to take it off." He said confidently, hiding his nervousness as he basically said that he was going to strip her.
"Sure." His mum replied easily. He held back his surprise. These types of replies always made him think that she really wanted him to see her as a sexual object.
Really! Who lets their son undress them without a single second of reluctance?
Halting his mind from wishful wandering, he unclasped her bra and pulled it from under her, and threw it on the blanket beside them on which he had been lying earlier. His erection trembled with excitement as he saw her side boobs since her chest was now squashed down on the blanket.
"Less staring and more massage, my dear little knight." She said without looking back, her voice brimming with amusement. Her face was still pressed on her hands and her eyes still closed.
"I wasn't staring. I was just planning the course of the massage in my mind." He replied swiftly.
"Of course." She humoured him.
He knew she was smiling and couldn't help but smile himself. He started covering her back with lotion and then massaged her, her muscles gradually relaxing under his careful if a bit unskilled ministrations.
His mum groaned and hissed as his hands worked wonders on her back. She loved it whenever he firmly traced down her spine, receiving popping sounds in return.
After her back was done, his fingers ran on her folded hands, splattering them with the lotion.
Lily smirked when she felt him poking her arse. It wasn't intentional of course. Since her hands were folded under her face, he needed to lean forward to reach that far. And whenever he leaned forward, his crotch conveniently smacked on her arse.
Harry stifled his moan as he gently pushed his hips forward, his boner pushing into her arse cheeks as he leaned down, massaging her hands. His mum's breath hitched in her throat when she felt the whole underside of his length pressed on her butt. And he lingered there for a second, letting her feel his pulsating bulge between her buns.
He was aware that he was treading a dangerous line there. His finger curled tightly around her upper arm as he squeezed them, his crotch lying over her arse. But he wanted to see how far this would go before his mum stopped him. He wanted to know how far his mum was prepared to pretend ignorance.
Harry had squashed those foolish romantic thoughts. He wasn't going to be a depressed heartbroken boy anymore. He didn't want his mother to see him as a man and partner anymore. No, he had realised that was naive of him. He had spent many hours in introspection and had grasped something.
The truth was, he didn't want to become her husband or a boyfriend. No, he wanted to remain her little knight forever, and he wanted her to remain his mum forever. He didn't want to change their relationship from parent/child to husband/wife or something along that line. No, he just wanted to love his mum and love her body while still continuing their precious parent/child bond. Now he finally discerned what his greatest desire was.
After a few more minutes of massaging her hands and letting his crotch enjoy the heat and softness of her arse, he decided that it was enough. He slid back down to her thighs, taking his original position.
"I'll remove your knickers now, mum. It'll be better for the massage." He said, clearing his throat and his hesitation.
His hands shook as he placed them on her waist, his fingers clutching her sides, just above the curve of her arse.
Suddenly, his mum started shaking, her head and chest trembled mightily.
Harry's eyes widened in horror as he climbed off her hips and sat beside her.
'Is mum crying? Did I push her too much? Oh, fuck! What have I done?' He thought in shame and deep regret.
But the next instant they were surrounded by his mum's raucous laughter. She rolled onto her back and laughed hysterically, her hands clutching her stomach. He was so confused that he didn't even stare at her exposed tits.
He just looked on at her, dumbfounded.
Her laughter died gradually in the next couple of minutes and she looked at him with unbridled amusement.
"Seriously Harry! I'd forgotten how naive and cute you can be." She smirked, not even trying to cover her breasts. "You really think I don't know what's happening? You really think I didn't notice you rubbing your crotch on my arse?"
'It's not that I'm hiding what I'm doing. I just want to see how far I can go.' He thought after sighing in relief. He really had thought that he had hurt her feelings. And that was the worst thing he could do in his life.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Since you are on your back, I'll massage your front first and will take care of your hips and legs later. But if you are uncomfortable for who knows what reason, you can just use your hands to stop me and give up this game." He said in a confused innocent tone.
"Harry?" She said, barely holding her laughter.
"What?" He uttered as he sat on her thighs in the same position that he had used while she was on her stomach.
"You are too cute." She smiled widely.
"Okaaay. That absolutely didn't come out of nowhere." He smirked, putting lotion on his hands.
"Just like this game." She grinned.
"Yeah, yeah." He rolled his eyes and put his hands on her stomach. She just looked at him lovingly and then closed her eyes, relaxing again.
Harry smiled softly at her as she relaxed under her.
'So, I can definitely do more. She doesn't seem angry or annoyed. She's just amused and flattered. And maybe a bit horny. I'll probably know that soon.'
Chapter 11
Once When I Was Fucking
He massaged her stomach for the next few minutes, making her unwind further. She moaned when he worked on her navel, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh.
His hands steadily moved upward from there, smearing her skin with the lotion and then massaging her abdomen. His fingers traced her skin and her muscles.
While doing all this, his eyes were transfixed on her big tits. He loved how it gently rose up and down in sync with her breathing. He couldn't help but drink in the sight of her bare curvaceous tits, two big mounds of beautiful flesh topped with light pink areolas with suckable nipples protruding out of them. The urge to get smothered in her cleavage was stupidly high.
The tip of his fingers slowly began touching her underboobs as he still kneaded the area just below her breasts.
His mum didn't react. Not even a tiny bit.
"I'll massage your chest now." Harry whispered, warily pushing his hands forward. His fingers slid over her round globes uncertainly. His mum's breath hitched in her throat as he cupped her sensitive tits. She arched her back sensually, craving his touch, urging him to get rougher with the handling. Then realising what she was doing she immediately stopped, her cheeks warming up at the mishap.
Harry could have creamed merely from the otherworldly sensation of her breasts in his hands. The feeling of her boobs in his palms was just that amazing. His mouth watered while his heart started beating faster. His erection was almost painfully quivering in his boxers. There was more than a noticeable tent on his underwear. But his mum still had her eyes closed and wasn't looking down at his crotch. So that was fine for now.
"Mmm!" She moaned softly when Harry squeezed the boobs, his fingers sinking in her flesh, her hard nipples poking out from between his fingers.
He glanced up at his mum's face. Her cheeks were reddening up, her breaths were becoming shorter and there was a sheen of sweat on her forehead as he rhythmically squeezed her tits for the next few minutes. There was a line of drool dripping down from the corner of his mouth that honestly summed up the feeling he was getting from groping his mum's big round tits.
Harry roughly pulled her breasts on opposite sides, deepening her cleavage.
Lily bit her lip to stop a wanton moan from escaping her lips.
Harry then pushed both breasts against each other, almost making her nipples graze one another. She heaved a sigh as he stretched her tits. He continued massaging her chest for another five minutes. Doing anything he could do with her large mounds of flesh. Pressing together, pulling on opposite sides, pushing one tit up while pulling one tit down. He did everything he could imagine at that moment with her beautiful chest. Finally, he decided to give her nipples some attention too.
"It's okay to moan, mum. It's quite natural to do so while getting a massage. Don't get embarrassed. It is just me here. You can do anything in front of me." Harry said. He hoped he sounded professional because damn he wanted to hear her lewd moans. His mum's eyebrows twitched in amusement after hearing that. Okay, he definitely didn't sound professional enough then.
His thumbs and forefingers captured her pink nipples, and he gently started rolling them. His mum couldn't stop this time and groaned loudly in pleasure, her blush spreading down her neck. Harry then pulled the nipples up, testing their stretchability. This just made her moan louder.
He loved the sounds his mum was making while she was being pleasured. He loved how her hard nipples felt under his fingers.
He just loved everything about his mother.
The breast massage continued for another ten minutes, where he kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples until they were red. His mum didn't complain and kept moaning. Truthfully, he dedicated too much time to that part of her body. But it was totally understandable. Or so he hoped.
When he was done, at last, he patted her chest and gave them a last squeeze, making them jiggle in an alluring manner.
"Done!" Harry smiled and remained seated on her hips. His mum's eyelids finally opened, her emerald eyes free to show her amusement.
"Oh? You don't have to hurry. You can continue gropi–I mean, massaging my chest." She smirked, puffing her chest to gain back his attention. His eyebrows twitched in mirth at the slip of tongue. That was definitely intentional on her part.
"No, it's enough for now. I may take you up on that offer later, just to polish my skills of course. But I still have to massage your legs and hips and don't have any more time to spend on your chest. Turn over, please." He replied blandly, getting off of her and perching beside her.
"Sure, sweetie." She purred and rolled over on her stomach, again giving him a free view of her backside, but unfortunately hiding her glorious boobs. Harry ignored the pang of loss and started working on her foot. After that, he kneaded her calves, rubbing and pressing on the muscles, covering them with the lotion.
As he finished kneading her calves, he got up and sat on her lower legs.
His fingers slipped under the band of her underwear and he pulled it down to her knees without any warning and bared her arse and pussy naked.
There, those big, shapely buns of flesh were lastly free from the silky prison of the underwear. Her arse jiggled after the sudden tugging down of her knickers.
His mum became totally stiff for a few seconds as she realised that he had just stripped her butt naked. That she was wholly nude where it counted. That there was no fabric covering her most sacred and private place anymore.
The warm air of the beach blew over her legs making her shiver as it caressed her core.
'How bold, my son. You could have been a Gryffindor.' Lily thought of this act.
But she forced herself to relax and lay there unmoving, lying prone, at the mercy of her curious son. She was horny, impatient, and curious to see what he was actually planning to do.
Harry was frozen for a whole minute as his eyes took in his mum's vagina which was aesthetically snuggled between her legs, just below her arse. His mouth was suddenly dry, he could hear his loud heartbeats and he was pretty sure that a large amount of blood had just rushed south to make his already pulsating erection more agitated for action.
"Harry~. Why have you stopped? Is the massage over? Should I get dressed?" His mum teased, slightly shaking her arse. His mouth opened in a silent gasp when he witnessed her arse cheeks doing a hypnotic dance.
"NO! Don't get dressed! I mean, I still have to massage your… uhm, arse. It's the most stressed part of the body, after all, it helps you in sitting, running, and walking. I definitely need to massage it to make your body totally relaxed. I'll get to it immediately." Harry replied hurriedly, not wanting to see that ugly underwear (fact: he had loved that black lacy underwear until now) on his mum's sexy body.
He placed his hands on each arse cheek.
"Okay, love. I'll heed your professional advice." She agreed, hiding her smirk under her elbows.
"Great!"
Harry bit his lip from moaning as he gently caressed his mum's round arse cheeks, loving the texture of her soft skin under his fingers. Then the gentle caresses became passionate kneading, his fingers sinking on her bulbous arse.
Lily, meanwhile, moaned when she couldn't help but tried to remain silent most of the time. Letting her son molest and grope her. She really was surprised and taken aback by the passion and fascination of her son for her body. Though she wasn't against it, of course. She loved Harry. Loved him more than anything or anyone. And letting him touch her was not a problem in the slightest. After all, Harry was just a curious and healthy boy who was going through puberty. She would readily get naked and let him grope her to satiate his inquisitiveness.
Harry though kept his eyes on his mum's arse and pussy while kneading her arse as if it was dough, loving every second of it. Occasionally, he would push her arse cheeks wide, spreading her slit, giving him a glimpse of the pink inside her. This went on for a few more minutes.
'I can't stop anymore.' Harry suddenly thought desperately, pulling down his boxers. His erect manhood sprang free when his underwear slid down.
Lily, who was lazily lying down on the blanket, enjoying much-needed sexual stimulation from her son, wasn't prepared for what was going to happen next. She was totally unaware of her son's current motive.
Harry, without any preamble, spread her arse with one hand and guided his excited cock to her cunt with the other.
His mum gasped and snapped her eyes wide open when she felt a hot bulbous cock prodding her entrance.
"Harry!" She exclaimed, not believing that he was trying to penetrate her.
She hadn't seen it coming.
In hindsight, she should have. What did she expect after flaunting her body to a 14-year-old virgin boy? And then proceeding to permit him to strip her naked?
Alas, she had thought that Harry was just a horny teenager and would only grope and fondle her like any other boy would do if given the chance.
She hadn't expected him to shove his cock inside her.
She tried to roll over, but Harry's hand pushed down on her back, effectively keeping her immobile. He was quite fit for his age and was just a few inches shorter than her.
So, Lily didn't have the power and strength to fight him physically. Not that she was even trying.
"Mum!" Harry groaned, clutching her arse cheek with one hand and pushing down on her back with another as he steadily sank inside her hole.
She moaned and didn't fight much as her pussy walls greedily took in her son's member, wrapping the hard cock with the furnace-hot and yet silky soft embrace.
A few seconds later, he bottomed out inside her after his mum's pussy swallowed down his length like a black hole.
He lay on top of her. His chest on her back, his face in her neck, his hands on her waist while his hips merged with her arse.
Lily had instinctively spread her legs in the shape of an inverted V, giving him more space between her thighs.
She could feel the entire weight of his body over her.
She could feel his delightfully soft warm body lying on top of her.
And she could definitely feel his loud panting near her ear.
She too was panting audibly. It had been more than a decade since she last had a dick inside her after all. And just the feeling of a hot and hard cock buried inside her was too pleasant. She had been on edge since the last hour when this ridiculous game had begun, when her son had systematically groped every inch of her skin. She needed just a few more thrusts inside her to push her off the edge.
As if almost listening to her thoughts, Harry pulled out half his mast and then shoved it inside her again, his cock making a squelchy noise as it parted her wet folds.
"Aah!" Lily groaned, burying her face in the blanket while Harry grunted as his pelvis clapped her butt. He did that again two more times and found his pace. Then he started thrusting his cock into her with a gentle rhythm.
It didn't take long, barely a minute for him to release inside his mum.
"Mum!" Harry grunted sharply, gripping her waist with a firm hold as he shot his semen down into her womb.
Feeling her son's warm sizzling seeds colour her insides white, she too climaxed, burying her face in her hands and muffling her scream as she experienced the most powerful orgasm in years.
She lay there on her stomach with her arse sticking in the air. A shuddering mess, huffing and puffing with her cunt soiled by her own son.
She didn't regret it one bit.
Harry still wasn't done though. His soft member, which was still plugged inside her, quickly stiffened up and he again had an erection to lose.
Lily chuckled tiredly as he started moving again.
'I think Harry can go one more round.' She thought amusedly as he began fucking her.
Two minutes later, with his semen leaking out of his mum, Harry pulled out and lay beside her.
She fell on her side so she was facing him. Her emerald eyes shone with mirth.
"You are so grounded, young man." She said, giving him a faux glare.
"It was worth it." Harry replied cheekily, his eyes full of happiness and satisfaction.
"We'll have a serious talk about what we did and what it meant." She announced, seriously this time.
The first bout of nervousness started creeping in as he nodded reluctantly. He didn't regret making love to his mother. But he definitely could have chosen a better place other than an open beach to fuck her. He was incredibly thankful that they were alone on this part of the beach.
"But first, come here and put my nipple in your mouth and start sucking it. We already had sex so I don't think you would mind fulfilling one of my fetishes." His mum grinned, pulling him closer to her, their warm, sweaty and naked bodies flushing against each other.
Harry smiled happily and put his face in her abundant breasts and latched onto her pink nipple.
"Mmm, yes. This is what I missed since you became too old to breastfeed." She moaned, cradling his head as he obediently and enthusiastically sucked her nipple while his other hand explored her assets.
Chapter 12
Once When I Was Loving
Harry and Lily immediately returned to Potter Manor after that event.
Currently, they both sat at the dining table, facing each other after they had taken a well-needed shower.
Separate showers of course, at least for now.
They two were staring at one another, thinking of a way to start this particular conversation. Though the upcoming uncomfortable talk didn't stop Harry from admiring his mum.
She had her red hair unbound, falling behind her in waves. And she was wearing a black camisole top and that too without a bra since he could see the impressions of her nipples on the dark fabric. A white knee-length skirt contrasted well with the black top. Before he could lose himself in his mum's beauty, he decided to get this awkward talk out of the way.
"So… am I in trouble?" Harry asked first, looking into her emerald eyes.
"Depends? What were you thinking when you suddenly decided to mount me?" His mum asked with a raised eyebrow, crossing her arms under her chest. Knowingly or unknowingly, bringing his attention to her barely contained D cup tits that were straining against the top so badly, that she was practically naked from the waist up. The camisole wasn't big enough to hide her big perky breasts. She gave him a deadpan look as he continued staring at those huge melons.
"Uhm… that your arse looked too good and I wanted to see how it would feel pressed against my crotch. But then my dick accidentally slipped inside and the rest was history." Harry replied with a blank face, moving his gaze back to her face.
"Harry!" Lily groaned. He couldn't help but snicker at the situation.
"I mean what type of question is that? Obviously, I was horny and your pussy looked just too good to ignore. Can you blame me though? I'd a smoking hot redhead babe lying naked under me. What else was I supposed to do?" He exclaimed, throwing his hands up in exasperation.
"What I meant to ask was if I was just a quick sexual relief for you because you couldn't control yourself, or if you thought through the consequences?" His mum said in a no-nonsense tone.
Harry shifted uneasily.
"I mean it wasn't planned. I didn't have an elaborate strategy to get into your knickers or anything. It just happened, I guess. With you being all liberal with the nudity and groping, I got lost in the haze of lust and as you eloquently phrased, 'mounted you'." Harry answered with a frown.
"So, was it a mistake then? You won't ever try this again and will be more mindful of your lust?" She asked without showing any positive or negative emotions.
"Was it a mistake? I don't know, it actually depends on how you react to it. Do I regret it? Absolutely not. I'd been dying to fuck you since I started my adolescence. You're the woman in my every wet dream. You're the woman I feel most attracted to. So, no, I definitely don't regret it. Will I ever try again to mount you? Again depends on how you react to it."
"But first of all, let's clear the air. Mum, you too are attracted to me? Please clear this mystery, please enlighten me if it is always my wishful thinking or do you really want me to see you as an object of sexual desire. Because I don't believe you haven't seen the sign of my growing lust toward you. I was poking you on the butt at every chance on the beach after all." Harry explained passionately.
His mum stared at him for a couple of seconds and let a small smile appear on her face.
"Yes, I am also attracted to you, Harry. By the way, that was a brilliant answer. Also, you're not in trouble if that wasn't obvious. And yes, I was aware of your erection liking my arse too much, as it kept touching it, but I thought you were just being a normal horny teenager." She grinned abashedly.
Harry heaved a sigh of relief.
"Thank god you don't hate me or anything. I'd have died from depression otherwise. You don't know how important you are to me." Harry chuckled awkwardly.
"You don't have to worry about that, Harry. I can't hate you. That's just impossible. You can do the worst things to me and I still won't hate you. Maybe I'll be very angry, maybe very disappointed. But never hateful. You'll never be unredeemable in my eyes."
"I'm glad and happy that I have the best mum."
"Heh. Sure you do since this mum lets you mount her." She giggled immaturely.
"Will you stop using the word 'mount'? It makes us sound like we are horses or something in the middle of mating." Harry groaned this time.
She just laughed in response and Harry smiled happily seeing her laugh like that. And the happiness had nothing to do with how her boobs jiggled with her laughter.
"But what do you expect from me now? Do you want me to act like your mum, your girlfriend, or just a sex buddy?" She questioned with an amused smile, her eyes glinting mischievously.
"Oh god! Will you stop this nonsense? And no, I don't want you to act differently. You're perfect as you are. You'll always be my lovely mum. It doesn't matter if I am fucking you or not. I don't want or need to change it. We'll act like we always do. The only change will be more physical intimacy between us, nothing else."
"Aw, you are making me blush. I didn't know you cared so much about me." She joked, trying to hide how pleased she was after hearing that.
Harry just raised his eyebrow.
"I'm laughing. See, mum, I'm really laughing. You're such a comedian." He said blandly.
'Yeah, sarcasm, he is still a teenager. For a second, I had forgotten it since how nice he was behaving.' Lily thought with exasperation.
"This is good and all, but we need to make some rules." His mum began.
"Oh?"
"Yes. Rules. There are going to be a few. The most important one is that our physical relationship will be a secret. We won't let anyone know what is going on between us. Even the Wizarding World doesn't accept incest with close relatives. And I am your mum, so that is as close as it can get. The Daily Prophet will have a field day if they get something on us. I can already see the headline. 'Incestuous Lily Potter, the wife of the hero James Potter, a paedophilic predator who didn't even spare her own son'. Yes, that must be avoided." She voiced her concerns.
"Okay. I can see how that can become a problem." Harry agreed in an equally sombre tone.
"The other rule is that we'll stop our relationship when you decide to have a girlfriend or a wife. I don't want you to cheat on them with me. That would be very disrespectful and insensitive." She continued giving him a challenging stare.
"Not that I'll ever need a woman other than you, but yes, I agree nonetheless because I know you won't believe my words of loyalty towards you since I'm a horny teenager." Harry grumbled.
Lily shot him an amused smile.
"Yes. I want to believe and maybe I already believe you, but let's not argue over this rule. Hmm, are there any more rules needed? No, I don't think so. That's it. These are the two rules you need to follow honestly."
"Sure. Anything else? Because I'm eager to do something I always wanted to do and am getting bored of this serious talk."
"No, there is nothing else, at least not now. But what are you so eager to do?" She questioned him, tilting her head to the side.
Harry, instead of answering, rose from his chair and walked around the table. He stood behind the chair on which she was sitting. He bent down and hugged her from behind, his arms wrapping around her shoulders.
His mum laughed happily as she turned her face to see him.
"So, you wanted to hug me?"
"Yes. But that's not the only thing. I always wanted to do this and it's a dream come true." He whispered, nuzzling her neck and drawing closer to her face.
Her eyes shined as she understood his desire. Tilting her face up, her lips parted a little as his warm breath blew over her.
She closed her eyes as their lips met in a soft loving kiss. Their mouths remained on each other, gently moving and massaging. This went on for half a minute when Harry probed her mouth with the tip of his tongue. Lily too opened her mouth a little, granting him entry.
Harry was obviously not experienced or skilled, but she guided him gently with her lips and tongue, her hands coming up to cup his face. As he pulled back, both panting and looking at each other with love-filled eyes, Lily accepted that as far as first kisses go, her son did brilliantly.
"It is better than I ever imagined." He smiled softly, caressing her wet lips with his thumb.
Lily felt giddy and content. Her precious Harry was just too cute and romantic sometimes.
"Oh, it sounds like you imagined it too many times." She smiled, standing up and pushing the chair away from between them.
"The word 'many' doesn't do justice to the amount of time I spent dreaming about your lips on mine." Harry chuckled, pulling her close in his embrace as they still looked at each other with love and playfulness.
"Now, I'm scared to think that the sex earlier wasn't good enough since you didn't give me this loving look back then."
His arms tightened around her waist as he pulled her closer, as he looked up into her eyes.
"The sex was marvellous, mind-blowing, intensely pleasurable. But being able to hold you close with my face so close to yours and our lips working on each other is just another level of closeness if you can understand that." Harry mumbled thoughtfully, not knowing whether he was fully able to express his feelings in words as he stared into her eyes, his gaze flickering to her rosy lips now and then.
"Aah! My heart can't take it anymore. How do you keep on getting cuter!" His mum sighed, cupping his face and leaning down.
He smiled shyly as her pouty lips hovered over his. Closing his eyes, he savoured the feeling of her lips on his mouth. He moaned a little when she grappled with his tongue. His hands dropped down to her hips and he cupped her arse through the skirt, as they kissed each other passionately.
When they disconnected the kiss, both were hungrily looking at one another.
"Let's go to the bedroom." She ordered, grabbing his arm and leading him toward their bedroom.
Lily was lying naked on the bed with Harry kneeling between her legs. It was the classic missionary position.
She screamed his name as his hips began moving. Harry held her hands, his fingers intertwining with hers as they engaged in sex.
His lips mashed over hers fervently while his hips didn't stop assaulting her pussy.
Lily felt full and content for the first time in years. She felt energetic and filled with life as her own son, as her own flesh and blood, fucked her like no one else ever had.
He tasted so sweet, he smelled so good, I don't think I've ever loved someone as much as I do Harry, she thought absent-mindedly as he sucked on her tongue.
She was finally happy and satisfied with her life. She had wanted nothing more than Harry and she finally had him.
She had all of him.
She squeezed his hands happily, smiling in the kiss as he squeezed them back.
It seemed Harry was getting closer to climax since his thrusting was getting quicker and harder.
He stopped the kiss and stared at her with unquenchable lust, the movement of his hips became harder and erratic. As he railed into her.
"I am coming." He groaned, shoving his dick deep into her.
"Come in me, sweetie." Lily moaned huskily, wrapping her hips tight around his back and running her fingers all over his back. He nodded with a scrunched-up face and released inside her, his warm load triggering her own release.
He slumped over her, his thrusting becoming sluggish, and then finally stopped.
She hugged him close and enjoyed his soft and warm body in her embrace. She really hadn't loved someone so dearly and so fully as she did Harry. And seeing that same love glowing in his eyes as he now stared at her lazily, she couldn't wish for anything more. She now had everything she ever wanted and needed.
"I love you, mum." Harry smiled, climbing on top of her and laying his chin in the valley of her breasts, looking up at her tenderly.
"I love you too, my little knight. More than anyone and anything. More than this world." Lily said, feeling a little bit embarrassed that her eyes were filled with happy tears. He wiped off her eyes gently and captured her lips in a slow loving kiss.
She hugged him close and participated in the dance, where she had to use all of her lips and tongue.