Maturity of Magic Chapter 33

It didn’t take long at all for Amelia to divest herself of her fancy lingerie, as the two of them barely bothered with foreplay.

His cock was already lubricated, erect, and ready to go, courtesy of Apolline who had coated his thick shaft copiously in her saliva.

He watched as Amelia crawled onto the bed, doing so on her hands and knees before stopping in the middle and raising her fat bum in the air. She reached behind then and planted her hands on the cheeks of her arse, spreading the large round spheres of flesh apart and exposing her womanhood to the world.

She looked over her shoulder then, directly at him as he knelt behind her, and nodded in supplication. It was her way of submitting to him, of not challenging his dominance in the bedroom, by willingly getting on all fours and spreading her arse wide for his cock.

He didn’t wait around, crawling up to her before grasping her hips, pushing the head of his shaft against her waiting cunt. Her pussy was already wet and begging, and he took a moment to line himself up before pushing in.

Immediately, he felt Amelia’s tightness, tighter than any girl he had taken before. Every virgin was tight, that was how it was, but an older woman like her, fit and in a peak state of health, was tighter than he could’ve imagined possible.

His vision went black for a brief moment, and Harry could see stars. It had been so unexpected that it took his by surprise, his mind overwhelmed by pleasure.

Her body shook, her cunt suddenly squeezing the first few inches of his shaft like a vice. It was like he was being crushed by a boa constrictor, his very soul sucked out of his body through his cock.

“MWAH! GAH!” Amelia shrieked as her body shook. “By the gods!”

“B-Bloody hell.” Harry stuttered, trying to catch his breath as he bent over to get more support on the bed. “Did you just cum?”

“B-Be quiet. Can you really blame me?” Amelia’s face was as red as her hair, her body heaving for breath. He had no idea her body would be so sensitive, and just pushing in with a few inches was enough set her off.

He couldn’t help it, he laughed. That only increased the DMLE Director’s ire, as her face burned with embarrassment and indignation.

He decided to take pity on her, preferring to have a more intimate experience rather than kneel behind her and stare at her back. “Here, let’s try a different approach.”

As much as he wanted to pound Amelia Bones from behind and watch her fat arse ripple, he also wanted to see those massive tits of hers. He pulled out of her and sat down on the bed, allowing the redhead MILF to position herself in front of him as she sat on his thighs.

His cock now laid against her front, rising up from her shaved crotch past her six-pack abs where his cock ended by pointing upwards towards her dangling breasts. Her tits were massive, the biggest pair he had seen by far, gravity-defying and teardrop shaped, each sack of round flesh equivalent in size to a human head. They shook and heaved with each breath, rising and falling temptingly, soft and pale, looking spotless and perfectly healthy, almost like they were begging to be massaged and squeezed by his hands.

“What are you looking at?” Her words made him look up at her face, only to see an embarrassed blush caused at his actions. He had been shamelessly ogling her body, and it seemed even Amelia wasn’t immune to embarrassment from it.

“The most beautiful woman in the world.”

She snorted in amusement, but he could tell she liked it. “That was corny.”

She rose before he could respond, his hands on her thick hips as she lined herself up with his cock, using graceful fingers to grasp his gigantic cockhead and line himself up with her pussy. She moved down then, and Harry still found himself surprised by her tightness once again.

“Damn you’re tight.” He ground out.

“Well, it doesn’t help that you’re so damn big!” She gasped every word in frustration.

Her body moved down slowly, and every inch felt like sliding into divinity. He knew what to expect, and that a woman untouched at her age would be tight, yet the pressure around his shaft only increased with every new inch she took.

“Fuck! Oh, Fuck!” Amelia’s arms wrapped around his neck as she leaned forward, sweat beginning to roll down her brow. “I feel stuffed to the brim!”

Her movements unintentionally brought her large breasts right in front of his face, their size blocking his vision and giving him a view most men would die for. Harry couldn’t help but lean in and open his mouth before sucking on her left teat, lapping at her hard nipple with his tongue.

“Harry, what are you— By Morgana!” Her body shook once again, an orgasm ripping through her core as she squeezed and milked his cock like before.

But he was simply too focused on worshipping the gigantic tits in front of him. Up until that point, Harry had definitely been an arse man, but now he started rethinking that. Strangely enough, almost all of his girls had plus-sized breasts, and yet it took Amelia Bones of all people to make him rethink his feminine preferences.

“Harry, Harry, Harry!” She chanted his name as if in a trance, all while he gorged himself on her melons. His hands rose from her hips to grab her huge breasts, sinking into the buxom flesh and feeling how soft they were.

Amelia sunk down several inches then, taking more of his cock while he focused on worshipping her tits. The older redhead was nearly foaming at the mouth from all the sensations she was feeling. Her untouched core being split and plundered by such a large cock, all while her lover pillaged her big tits.

Already she had gone through two orgasms, and yet a third was barreling down on her as she took more and more of Harry’s cock. For his part, Harry was having the time of his life, a victorious grin on his face as he came close to fully claiming the DMLE Director.

“Dammit. You…Bastard.” She got out in irritation as her thick, muscular thighs worked overtime to hold up her weight, and not let her accidentally slip and take his cock all the way to its base. The older redhead was sweating profusely as she did all she could to cling on to her sanity, all while Harry played with her tits, something that wasn't helping. “I could use some help here!”

“If you say so.” He moved his hands from her breasts and back to her hips, gripping them harshly before hoisting her up and gently pushing her down on his cock.

“Fuck!” Amelia’s head shot straight upward from the movement. “Just like that!”

It was a game of pulling back before pushing more of his shaft in, retreating over gained territory before thrusting back in and claiming even more of her pussy. He knew he could be a lot harsher if he wanted to, or even just claim her entire core in one brutal thrust, but he wanted to be on the gentle side. This was Amelia’s first time after all, and he didn’t want to be overbearing.

Finally, he felt the sensation of her large bum colliding with his thighs, along with the feeling of his cock being fully embedded from his balls to tip. The feeling of being impaled fully within Amelia Bones was simply indescribable. Her pussy was fully stretched and plundered, every inch of his shaft hugged tightly by her walls as he bulged out her abdomen.

He was in heaven. There was no other way to explain it in his mind. He had died and gone to heaven.

“By Morgana!” Amelia’s body shook like never before, her eyes rolling up into her skull as another orgasm ran through her.

“You just keep cumming on my cock.” He couldn’t help but note, a slight trace of arrogance in his tone. Indeed, it had been three times now that she had orgasmed from taking his cock, and he only just now embedded himself all the way.

If she was irritated by his comment, she didn’t show it. Rather, Amelia looked at him with a hooded gaze that was framed by sweat-soaked red hair, her expression sultry and loving. “I love you, Harry.”

He smiled, feeling his heart do a little dance as his hand moved up and pushed a strand of her hair to the side. “I love you too, ‘Melia.”

“Amelia Potter.” She giggled like a lovestruck schoolgirl. “It has a nice ring to it.”

Something dark howled inside him at her words, and his gaze gained a dangerous glint. “Careful, ‘Melia, or I might get you pregnant.”

That made the redhead MILF blush bright red, and he grinned before hoisting her hips upwards before allowing her to drop down and take his cock. Amelia let out a great gasp, as if he had expelled all the air from her lungs with the motion, before he continued with his next thrust.

He could feel her arms snaking around his head while her fingers began digging into his unruly locks of hair as he picked up the pace. She let out loud moans in between harsh breaths as he fucked her, all while her big bum collided with his thighs over and over.

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She’s taking me so well. It was like her pussy was reshaped in his image and made to take his cock. Every wall hugged him perfectly, massaging and squeezing every vein of his sensitive shaft.

Harry let out a low groan of pleasure, satisfied that they had finally gotten to this point. For a moment he had wondered if Amelia was simply too tight to take his cock, but in the end it had all worked out.

“You feel so good.” He couldn’t help but groan out as he fucked her, only to get no reply. “Amelia?”

He looked up at her face, only to be met by wide eyes and a drooling, open-mouthed expression of pleasure. She looked drunk on pleasure from coming on his cock, unable to speak as he pounded her.

SMACK

A sudden, brutal thrust brought her back to reality, as she gave a high-pitched shriek while her body shook in his grasp. Once more, she went through an orgasm, as her core desperately squeezed and tried to crush his cock.

What is that, the fourth time now? He shook his head in wonderment, not slowing down his thrusts, even as he rocked her world.

“Harry! Harry, please!” It sounded like she was pleading with him, almost begging, in a way.

“You want me to stop?” He teased her, but Amelia’s mind was too far in the gutter to get that he was messing with her.

“No!” She nearly shouted, screaming in his face. “Keep fucking me!”

“If you wish.” He grinned, his finger digging deep into her thick hips as he picked up the pace. He wasn't going all out, but he was definitely letting the redhead take it hard.

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“Oh my, M-Morgana!” Once again she was lost in her own world, brought to another plane of existence by his brutal thrusts.

Yet she wasn't the only one experiencing pleasure, as he could feel his own release coming. Already, he had come so many times that night, but he knew this time would be a big one.

“Harry, Harry! I-I’m gonna…” She panted, her own release clearly incoming as well.

“I’m going to cum.” He stated harshly. “Don’t you are cum till I do!”

Maybe he was a bit harsh, letting his darker side show, but Amelia didn’t seem deterred. Rather, she nodded as if he had given her a command, her face taking on a look of concentration as she tried to hold on.

He slammed down finally, her fat arse colliding with his thighs as his cock expanded before unloading his heavy load. He could almost hear his balls thrumming and pumping beneath him, depositing what felt like gallons of jism into his redhead lover.

In the background he could hear the DMLE Director screaming out moans as she also came, her core squeezing his shaft tight and further increasing his pleasure. It was like she was milking his poor shaft like a cow, squeezing out as much seed as she possibly could.

“Damn.” Harry muttered when his mind rebooted, feeling as if he had been put through a blender. The whole night had been a whirlwind of pleasure, and yet he knew that he was getting close to the end now.

“How… How much did you put in me?” Amelia looked shaken by the experience as she looked down at her abdomen, the bulge of his heavy shaft still present, and he could’ve sworn her stomach was bulged out from the sheer amount of cum he pumped into her. She poked the tubular bulge and let out an incredulous laugh, prodding it with her finger. “I feel stuffed to the brim.”

He groaned and pushed her upwards, his cock exiting her stretched cunt with a pop, and it was like undoing a cork in an upside-down bottle. His seed, along with her feminine fluids, poured out of her pussy like a fire hose, cascading down onto the bed and making a small lake of arousal.

Amelia didn’t give him long to examine it, as she moved up to him and gave his lips a searing kiss. That was before she turned on all fours and held her big bum up in the air, doing so right in his face. She was ripe for the taking, as she gave it a light shake to entice him further. Amelia looked over her shoulder then, right into his eyes, and gave him a seductive grin. “How about we try this again?”

Almost as if in a trance, he knelt behind her, his hands going to her hips as he stared down at the redhead’s arse. It was perfectly round and full, muscle intermixing with fat that came with her age perfectly to made the perfect MILFy arse. In the future he vowed her worship her bum as much as he worshipped her tits.

It was easier to push in this time, and Harry memorized the sight of her pussy being stretched to the extreme around his girth as he looked down from above. He didn’t slam himself in, nor give her much time to adjust, knowing she had already been bouncing on his shaft for quite some time. Instead he pushed all the way in casually, before grasping her sides and beginning to piston his cock into her over and over.

He built up a steady pace, watching her long red hair lightly bounce from each impact, all while his hips collided with her rippling arse. Looking downwards, it was like watching the ocean, as ripples and waves cascaded through her thick arsemeat with each thrust.

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Her massive breasts dangled and bounced obscenely underneath her body, and he managed to time his thrusts perfectly so those big tits clapped against her chest with each thrust.

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“Ugh, Fuck…” Now it was him who felt like the virgin, reduced to being nothing more than a horny teenager eager to blow his load as he experienced the sights and sounds of Amelia’s buxom body.

He loved the view of her long red hair cascading down her perfect back in waves. For a moment, he almost grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled, but managed to push down that impulse. Rough sex and harsh fuckings could come later, and Harry didn’t want their first time together to be like that.

“H-Harry, I-I’m gonna—” Amelia didn’t finish speaking as her hand went to her mouth to stifle her cries of pleasure, all while he continued thrusting. I guess I’m not the only one enjoying this.

Try as he might, but the added sensation of her cunt, once again, milking and squeezing his shaft was too much.

He leaned forward, one hand gripping her shoulder while his nose mushed against her hair. He inhaled her scent, smelling of vanilla, while he pulled Amelia’s buxom body flush against his own. That was when he released his load, his shaft expanding before releasing its contents into her waiting, stuffed snatch.

Amelia fell to the bed with him on top in that moment, her arms and legs giving out, leaving Harry on top of her as he mushed the older woman into the mattress. He didn’t move, keeping his cock crammed into her pussy as he loomed over her.

It was like he was breeding her, and intimately doing so. His shaft was stuffed into her pussy and sealed tight as he filled her up, his hips mushed into her arse while his head rested against her shoulder. They stayed locked in that position for what felt like eternity, as Harry eventually finished pumping her core full of his seed before he pulled away.

The two of them laid side by side in bed as the night came to a close, Harry’s lust satiated while Amelia laid next to him while still filled with his seed.

“I’m going to feel that in the morning.” Amelia groaned, her eyes tired and half-lidded. “Probably for the next month, if I’m being honest.”

Disclaimer: All Characters are over the Age of 18