Harry Potter: Nothing is Taboo

"Y-yes.."

"You liked it?"

"Well, yes..."

"You like pussy, you like cum. So there's nothing to be afraid of. Eat it."

"But Harry..."

I used my fingers to wipe a big glob up and wiped it on her lips as she tried to resist.

"Eat it. Now."

She licked the cum off of her lips and then reached down to her pussy and began to dutifully eat as much as she could get.

I helped her up from the bed and walked her into the kitchen. I allowed her only an apron as she fixed breakfast for us. As we ate, I saw her smiling. She did like this. After we finished we showered together and I toyed with her ass, fingering her as she meekly protested.

In her bedroom, I dug through her lingerie drawer as she dried her hair and put on her makeup. When we left the house to run our errands, Aunt Petunia was wearing a simple black dress with a matching black jacket. But underneath... I had Aunt Petunia wearing a black corset with garters holding up her black stockings. A black G-string and a black lace bra. Around her neck was a black choker made up of onyx cabochons set in antiqued fittings.

We completed our errands, at the bank, the attorney's office, the funeral home, and the grocery store, and in each place, people came and expressed their sympathies and told us how much they cared or how things would get better with time... Aunt Petunia was gracious and appreciative throughout. When we got home however she changed her tune. After I had helped her to put away the groceries I turned around to see Aunt Petunia standing there, in the kitchen pulling her dress off. Then she turned around and bent over. With her left hand bracing herself against the countertop, she used her right hand to toy with herself. She pushed the G-string out of the way and fondled her pussy.

"Would you like to know what was on my mind today?" she asked. "Everywhere we went, all the people we talked to, everything we did, my mind was on your cock. Your wonderful cock and how good it felt inside of me. And I even found myself wishing for a taste of your cum. Oh, I am such a horrible person! To be a widow for less than two weeks and already screwing around! And then, to be fucking the boy I raised! It's... it's wrong and yet I get so aroused when I think about it. Oh god, I am so wet... I must be some kind of monster!"

As she was speaking, I came up behind her and dropped my pants. Then on a whim, I pulled my belt free. I touched her pussy. Damn! She was wet, very wet.

"Oh god Harry!" she gasped as I fingered her.

I pushed my cock into her and she cried out again.

"Oh my god! It's so big! I shouldn't let you do this! I'm so nasty and horrible, but I need your cock! I need you to fuck me! Fuck me, Harry! Fuck your nasty Aunty!"

I stroked my cock in and out of her slowly as her wetness covered my shaft and then I started teasing her. I would pull out and rub my cock up and down her slit before pushing into her again. I would pump her a few times and then pull out again. I kept this up as she pleaded and begged for me to fuck her. Then, when she was begging for my cock I surprised her.

"Please Harry... don't tease me, fuck me! I need it!"

"You need me to fuck you, even though it's taboo, it's wrong. Some might even call it incestuous..."

"Oh yes, I need your cock! I know it's wrong! But I need you!"

"You are a nasty thing, aren't you? Well, you are lucky. I just happen to feel like fucking you!"

I pushed the tip of my cock into her pussy and then suddenly slammed it in all the way, as hard as I could. Aunt Petunia cried out and in that instant, I looped my belt around her neck and held the ends like reins. I pounded her pussy as hard and fast as I could as she struggled to keep her balance. She gasped, moaned, and cried.

"Oh god! Oh god! Oh fuck!"

We fucked like that for what seemed like an eternity but was probably only ten or twelve minutes before I felt my orgasm nearing. I pulled out and turned her around.

"On your knees! Now!"

She quickly dropped and opened her mouth, but I kept my distance and would not let her suck my bursting cock. Instead, I shot my load all over her face. When I finished, Aunt Petunia had cum in her hair, in her eyes, on her face, chest, and tits. Thick ropes of cum hung from her chin. I pulled out my phone and took a couple of pics, then switched to video.

"There, was that what you wanted?" I asked.

"Y-yes, yes it was. I loved it. I love your cock and I love your cum." she said.

"Good. Now clean it all up, don't waste a drop! Eat it all. I know you love it."

Aunt Petunia smiled as she used her tongue and fingers to gobble every drop she could get.

That night, after dinner Aunt Petunia asked me if she could sleep with me.

"It's not just about the sex Harry, it just feels so empty in that bed, and the memories..."

"I understand, I do. But if you sleep with me, there is going to be sex, you know that, right?"

"Yes, and it's okay. I'll never deny you."

"Okay, well then I need to ask you this, do you have a black nightgown? Something long and yet hopefully sexy?"

"Yes, I do... Would you like me to wear that?"

"Yes please."

When Aunt Petunia came to my bedroom later she was surprised to see that I had lit several candles and turned down my bed. I gazed at her and smiled. Her gown was a sleeveless, V-neck black and black lace number that had two long slits up the front of the thighs. The slits ran up to her waist and the deep V-neck plunged below her breasts. The gown left very little to the imagination. As she walked slowly into the room, I could see her legs in the slits and could tell that she wore no panties.

I kissed her as I wrapped my arms around her. Then I took her by the hand and lay her on the bed, straightening her gown. I lowered myself to her and started kissing her legs, moving the fabric as I progressed closer and closer to her pussy.

By the time I had planted my first kisses on her labia, she was moaning and wet. I lifted her legs and lapped at the juices flowing from her slit. Carefully and deliberately I took my time and teased her lips, vag, and clit until she was moaning and groaning with desire. Rising from the bed I saw hunger and disappointment on her face. I reached down between my nightstand and the head of the bed and produced a length of nylon rope.

Taking her hand I slipped a loop around her wrist. Aunt Petunia was smiling now. I put another rope over her other wrist and then restrained her ankles as well. I returned to her pussy and resumed eating her. God, she was delicious. The excitement was making her so wet that it amazed me. I loved the taste of her and wanted to fuck that pussy so badly, but I needed to push her to the limits, and beyond. I need to prove to both her and myself that I could do this.

I used my mouth and hand to drive her to her first orgasm. As I sucked on her clit and rapidly fucked her with three fingers Aunt Petunia cried out and came. But I didn't even slow down. I kept sucking and fucking her pussy as she bucked and thrashed against the restraints. I sucked her clit from its hood and flicked it with my tongue, my hand a blur as I pumped it in and out. Aunt Petunia was soaked in pussy juice and more squirted and gushed out as I finger fucked her.

Her second orgasm hit about twenty minutes after the first and was more intense. Again she cried out and thrashed. Again I continued rather than let up and she begged and pleaded with me to stop. But still not using her safeword. My arm was sore and aching but I kept up my efforts and as soon as her pleas had passed, her third orgasm slammed home and she cried and whimpered, cussed, and screamed as the waves of pleasure took her. She was so wet that the spasming of her pussy caused juices to squirt out.

"Oh... fuck... oh... fuck..." she gasped over and over.

I slowly pulled my hand from her pussy and made her lick and suck each finger clean. She was surprised by the amount of wetness on my hand and soaking the bed beneath her.

"You see Aunt Petunia? I didn't need to hurt you or punish you, I didn't need toys or mind games to make you cum three times and gush all over the place."

"Oh, Harry... I know you don't. It's not about what it takes to get me off, to make me cum. It's about what I like, what I love, what I enjoy. And I know you don't understand. I'm just grateful that you are trying. Yes, yes you do please me, you made me cum so hard each time but I truly do love my games and my role. I will let you love me as often as you want, any way you want. But I need you to play my games and satisfy me the way I want as well. Can you do that for me?"

"Maybe. But first I think I need some answers."

Now I know Aunt Petunia was expecting me to ask about her fetishes. But I had something else in mind.

"Have you ever made love to another woman?"

"Y-yes... I have..."

"Who?"

"Well several actually, but-"

"Who?"

"Okay, yes your mom and I made love when we were young. It started when we were teenagers and we were still having sex before her and my wedding. But then we stopped. Well let's just keep a secret is very difficult from your wizard father."

"Who else?"

"No one you know."

"When was the last time you ate pussy?"

"About a year ago.

"Were these always just the two of you or did Uncle Vernon participate?"

"Threesomes? Yes, we had threesomes. And on a few occasions four, five, or six of us together."

"Wow, okay, that's not what I expected. So were you always submissive?"

"Oh no, sometimes I played the dominant. But I don't like it as much."

"Okay, next question what about my mother? What role did she play?"

"I'd rather not talk about her Harry. Not this way."

"Fine, when did you lose your virginity?"

Aunt Petunia grinned. "Fuck me Harry and I'll tell you."

All of this talk had indeed made me hard so I mounted her and fucked her. And as we fucked she told me of her first sexual discoveries, her first lovers, and losing her virginity.

All of this made me so aroused that I untied her, rolled her over, and fucked her from behind. I pounded her pussy and watched her ass. Aunt Petunia grabbed the ropes and held on.

"Oh, so you liked those stories huh? Do you like hearing about your naughty, nasty Aunt and her sexual exploits? Yes, yes you did! Oh yes, fuck my naughty pussy. Fuck it good Harry, fuck it good. Oh yeah, oh yeah. That's it, yes!"

I was so excited that I tugged a little too hard on her nightgown and it ripped. The sound of the tearing fabric startled me but she loved it.

"YES! YES!"

I started ripping at the gown, shredding it as I fucked her and she squealed her joy. I pulled out and flipped her over onto her back again. Taking a long strip of the fabric I tied her hands together, tied another around her throat, and mounted her again. As I fucked her I was both thrilled at my sudden prowess and scared by the way this all turned me on and drove me.

"Yes, Harry! Fuck me! Fuuuck Meeee!"

Quite some time later I collapsed onto the bed next to her, utterly spent. Aunt Petunia was covered in the shredded fabric of her gown, sweat, my cum, and her cum too. She started to rise but I held onto her.

"Harry, I need to pee. Will you untie me?"

I did and when she came back to bed I pulled her close and held her through the night.

The next morning when I awoke, Aunt Petunia was already up. I found her in the kitchen working on breakfast. She had not dressed, only put on a short Kimono type of robe. A robe is designed for someone with a much smaller bust. As she moved her ample breasts were temptingly showcased. As we ate I couldn't keep my eyes off of them. Aunt Petunia noticed of course and smiled.

"You like titties don't you?"

"Well almost all titties are likable, some are loveable and some are just downright awesome. Yours fit into the latter category."

"Awww. Thank you, Harry. That's sweet. Is it just because they're big or is it that they are mine and taboo?"

"Well, all of that and more." I reached over and opened her robe to reveal them entirely. "You see there is size, it should be in keeping with and complementary to the overall figure. Not too big or too small. They should be nicely shaped for their size, and they should be firm and not flabby. Their oval shape and darker color are natural and erotic in a way. Your breasts are still carried well too."

"My, you are quite the titty connoisseur..."

"Yes, well... I guess so."

"Well, last night you had questions for me and I answered them. I think I have a few for you."

"Okay..."

"Where and when did you first see titties? I mean for real, not an image."

"Oh... wow... I guess the first ones I remember were Mom's when I was little, She didn't hide her body from me, ever. Of course, I didn't know what I was looking at..."

"After that then."

"Uh, there was Ginny Weasley in Hogwarts. She was a big fan of the boy who lived and was a bit of a slut and only went into a relationship to make me notice her. But she needed my help to pass the quidditch team and I made her pay me by taking off her top. I watched her play with them and she had to let me play with them too. I got to caress, squeeze, kiss, and suck on them for about fifteen minutes. Since then there have been a few more, but nothing like these..." I said as I caressed her breasts.

"Okay, what about your first pussy?"

"Well again, the real pussy was Ginny. She needed help with you know… what it felt to fuck a celebrity. And she had to drop her panties this time. I didn't get to fuck her then, just explore her pussy. I was about to eat her when we had to stop because someone was around. It was a good thing though because she was too clingy and a bit loony too."

Aunt Petunia chuckled a moment and then asked her next question. "When did you lose your virginity?"

I blushed and Aunt Petunia sensed this would be good. She pressured me. "Come on, tell me."

"Well, it was the next day. I went over to Ginny's house to continue where we left. But she wasn't home. Her mom was, however..."

"Oh ... and she..."

"Yeah well, she was wearing a robe a tight one, you know. I don't think She had anything else under it and it wasn't buttoned, she was just holding it closed. I told her I was there because I had to meet Ron and Ginny. Well, she said they went to Diagon Alley. While she was telling me that her robe hung open. I didn't mind the show. I guess she noticed then that I was looking at her bush, she had a hairy bush but all nice and smooth below, you know. So she smiled and said maybe I can wait for a few hours before Ron and Ginny come home..."

"Oh she did, did she!"

"Yeah well, I learned how to eat pussy from her and she gave me my first blow job and my first fuck."

"Wow, all in one afternoon!"

"Well yeah, but she started calling me to come help her with stuff and we ended up having an affair for a few months."

"Damn Harry!"

I blushed.

"So, tell me about her, what did she look like? Wait how old was she?"

"Well at the time she was the embodiment of voluptuous beauty. She had red hair and freckles on her shoulders and chest. Her ass was bigger than her tits, I checked out one of her bras once and it was a 34C. But they were nice tits. They were very firm and kinda bottom heavy. And they were pointed. I mean her whole breast came to a point. If it weren't for the colors, you couldn't tell where her nipple stopped, or where her areola began or ended."

"Oh yeah, I know the type, I've seen one or two like that." Aunt Petunia said. "So what other fetishes did she have?"

"Well She was still nursing one of ginny's nephews and I fell in love with breastmilk..." I said, blushing again.

"Really? That's interesting. We liked it too."

"Oh?"

"Yes Vernon had me lactate and breastfeed him and a few other lovers as well. You know, I think I still have my breast pumps and I could always get more supplements. I might be able to relocate if that would please you."

"Yes, yes it would."

"So other than Mrs. Weasley, have you had another lover?"

"Well, only one. About a year ago I hooked up with a woman a couple of times. She was much slimmer than I normally prefer and had smaller tits but a nice personality and I hoped we might hit it off, but she just wasn't interested in a steady boyfriend."

"Why?"

"Well, she liked sex but a relationship. She said marriage is a scam. But damn she was a tight pussy. I loved fucking her."

Aunt Petunia smiled. "So you never deflowered a girl? You know popped a cherry? Taken a virgin?"

"No. And from what I hear, it's not worth it. All the drama you know?"

Aunt Petunia laughed again. "Wow, that's damn mature of you. Most guys are so stuck on the idea."

"Well, so far I haven't missed it."

"Okay, I have another question, what about anal sex? Ever tried it?"

"No, not yet. Well you know most women aren't into it."

"Good!"

"Really? Why?"

"Because I want to be your first."

That night after dinner Aunt Petunia called me into her room. She had spread a towel on the bed and there was a tube of lube lying there. She took off her bathrobe and I started with some cunnilingus. Then after a good blow job, I was ready and Aunt Petunia got on the towel on her knees. I lubed up my cock and then her ass. I expected an ass to be much tighter than a pussy, but when I pushed, my cock slid right in. It felt a little weird at first. But it was nice and snug. I started fucking her and Aunt Petunia was coaching me along. After a while, she reached up under the pillow and pulled out a vibrator. She turned it on and played with her pussy for a while, then she slid it in and I could feel it vibrating my dick from inside her pussy. Man was that wild. Before long she was worked up. I knew by now what thrilled her and started talking nasty to her.

"How does that feel Aunt Petunia? Does my cock feel good in your ass? Does it?"

"God yes Harry."

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