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Chapter 73- Respect My Authority. [R-18]
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*LEMON CONTINUES*
The grin on my face falters as McGonagall stalls where she is on her knees between my legs, her hand wrapped around the base of my cock, but she doesn't move it. I look at her, and then she looks at me, and we stay like that for a moment, me waiting for her to do something and her waiting for, I don't know what she is waiting for. Finally, I have had enough and speak up. "Is something the matter? Why are...?" I was going to say why aren't you wanking me off, but it just didn't seem like a good thing to say, and I didn't want to risk her thinking better of this whole thing.
Minerva gives a little ahem into her other hand before looking up at me and answering. "I'm sorry, I haven't done this before." She says, and I look at her with confusion and a little bit of doubt. I mean, she's very old, like over a hundred, I think or at least close to a hundred. She's been alive a very long time and has experienced a lot, so I find it hard to believe she has never done this before. Plus, she was the one being so forward and inviting me to this little tango; I found it hard to believe that such a woman had never used her mouth before.
Minerva sees my look and hastens to explain. "I mean, it's been a very long time for me since I've done this, so... let's take it easy and go slow." She says, and I find none of the authoritarian before me anymore, McGonagall acting like a shy young girl giving oral for the first time. I did look forward to an experienced showing from her, but I have to admit that this isn't bad either, just a different flavour, which might be even better. "Alright, Minerva, go at your own pace, and we can go from there." With a smile and a nod, I beckon her to begin with a hand.
She smiles back and turns her attention back to my dick, and I just lean back and let her get to work. She gives my cock a few testing strokes, jerking it up and down and testing the waters first. I guess she probably hasn't had sex in a very long time, so she is taking her time to get back into the swing of things. After a bit of stroking, she leans over and lets saliva slowly dribble out of her mouth and down onto my dick and over her own hand, adding some fluid to the mix and making her jerking a lot more smooth.
"You like that? You naughty boy?" She says, looking back up at me. I just nod my head at her, grunting, finding her dirty talk amusing. Emboldened by my response, she spits down on my cock and starts to move her hand faster, looking entranced by my penis and even more excited by the reaction I was giving to her. "Yeah, I bet you do. Do you want to stick this big dirty cock in my mouth, huh?" She says, a sly smirk on her face. "Yesss." I hiss out, wanting to stick myself into the wet cavern that was her mouth more than anything, but she seemed to want something else.
"Then... beg me for it. Say please. Please suck on my dick Professor McGonagall." She says, her face red and slushed, looking like she was riding a high and getting overly horny at the thought of dominating me. I pause at that, though, as I'm not quite sure what to do next. I mean, as I have said in the past, I am quite the freaky guy. I won't say no to anything, and I could probably be convinced to do a lot, a man with many fetishes and I don't really mind getting dominated by a dommy mommy. However, right now, Minerva McGonagall is not giving me dommy mommy energy; if anything, she looks like a young girl getting carried away, and if the mood doesn't fit, then I'm not going to try and force it.
"How about... no." My hand whips out and slaps her in the face, shoving it to the side. The look of shock on her face is priceless, but so is the unconscious smile that soon follows, Minerva having enjoyed it. I didn't actually slap her that hard, just enough to turn her head to the side and put some shock in her system. Still, like I said before, I'm not going to try and force something if the mood doesn't fit, but if the mood fits, then you're damn well right that I am going to follow through. She was trying to be a dommy mommy, but she actually feels like being the one dominated and subdued, forced and told what to do. And I am going to tell her what to do.
"Now shut the fuck up and suck my fucking cock." I say in a cold tone, leaving no tone for bargaining. Less than a microsecond later, I feel her lips around the head of my dick and her tongue swirling around it, lavishing it with attention. I relax back in my seat, pleased with her motions. She was sticking just to the head for the moment, going a little bit in before pulling back and jerking the rest with her hand. Of course, I felt the urge to just grab the back of her head and shove it down, but that would be too forceful, even though I don't doubt that she would like it.
No, right now, I am gaining more pleasure from this feeling of authority than anything else. For this high-strung woman who is usually so in control and authoritative to lose it all to me and for me to be in control of her, with her listening to my orders. "Go deeper, all the way," I say, and she pauses on the tip, her upturned eyes staring at me, and I just stare back. She goes deeper. I smile as she goes further down my dick, only managing to get so far before going back up. But then she goes back down, sucking and swirling and managing to get further. She continues to do so, getting further and further down until her pouty lips are wrapped around the base of my cock, her bottom lip blubbering against my balls.
"Faster." And now she is deepthroating me, going faster and faster; the sounds her mouth is making are music to my ears. The shlopping and slurping and gurgling as she worships my dick with every inch of her mouth and her saliva and struggles to breathe around it. To be honest, I do get a little worried about her enthusiasm and if she is okay, but she keeps going like a champ, so I ignore it. If I didn't know any better, I would say it's almost like she doesn't need to breathe or finds the lack of air to be insignificant. Maybe she's just remembered all of her experiences back in her youth. Either way, I've reached my limit.
"Fuck, I'm cumming! Take it all! Everything! Don't swallow, keep it in your mouth!" I roar, unable to hold back any longer and reaching out to grab the top of her head, my hands pressing down on her dark green witch hat and pressing it to her head pushing it further down her head only just above her eyes, which turned to look up at me as I came straight into her mouth. My cock head was at the back of her throat. My first spurt went straight in and down her throat, which made me realise that she wouldn't be able to follow my orders like that, so I pulled her head up until her lips were around my bellend and just the tip was inside her mouth. Then, I fully divested myself inside of her mouth.
Rope after rope of my semen sprayed out, slamming into the back of her mouth and beginning to pool on her tongue, the amount getting thicker and thicker until, finally, I was done. I drew my dick out of her mouth, but I couldn't help but let out a chuckle as her lips stayed firm around my cock, sticking to it as I pulled myself out and scraped in the fluid still stuck on my penis, following my orders to the letter and keeping everything in her mouth. I watched as she just sat on the floor between my thighs, looking up at me with her hat lopsided on her head and her cheeks blown up, looking like a chipmunk, but instead of filled with nuts, she had just filled up with the juice in the nuts.
"Show me," I order, and without any fuss, she leans back and opens her mouth as wide as she can for me, allowing me to see the ocean of white inside of her mouth. I take a moment to just admire the sight before me and also wonder how I could have produced so much that I can't even see her tongue anymore, and I just sit there a moment staring. Her face is red, and it's getting redder by the moment, and I realise she is finding it hard to breathe like this, but she doesn't even complain, I decide to give her some respite. "Swallow." She closes her mouth, and with a big gulp, I can see her neck and throat ripple as my cum travels down her oesophagus and down into her body. I don't think I have ever had such an amazing oral experience before.
"Did you like the taste of my cum, bitch." Riding high off of what just happened, I say that, taking things a bit further by insulting her and calling her that. I only realise what I said after it leaves my mouth, and my face freezes, the smile still in place as I think that I screwed this whole thing up. Being in charge and dominating was one thing, but insults and degradation was another. Some girls are into that, but Minerva McGonagall has never struck me as the type that likes to be insulted. In fact, if I were to swear at her I got the feeling I would be cursed within an inch of my life. Which is why I am so surprised by what happens next.
"Yeah, I'm your bitch. Your cum was delicious. Thanks for dumping it in my mouth." I'm so shocked that the smile is still on my face. I never in a million years expected those words to ever come out of her mouth or in that combination which is why I just stare as she looks at her hands and finds bits of my cum on it and takes her time licking and sucking it off of her hands like she had just had some finger-licking chicken. She just had finger-licking cum. I laugh aloud at the absurdity of it all, and she just stares back up at me with her head tilted, and finger still in her mouth, and her still sucking,
"Fuck, you insatiable little minx! I had no idea you were this fucking kinky!" I suddenly stand up, and Minerva's position on the floor is disturbed, and she falls backwards onto her ass, looking up at me in surprise. Damn, more than anything, I've realised her looking up at me is really hitting my buttons. Just that metaphor or whatever it is for my position now being above hers is really getting me going, and I can't wait anymore. "I can't wait anymore, I'm gonna fuck that Scottish pussy right now." Moving towards her desk, I put my arm on it and swiped my arm across it, pushing each and everything on it off of the table.
The crash of glass sings through the air as the empty potion vials that she used earlier fall and smash into the ground, glass going all over the floor. A few other knick knacks and such clatter onto the floor, and papers go flying all around the room, but I don't give a crap about any of that. "Come here." I reach down and grab her under the arm and pull Professor McGonagall to her feet. She stumbles a bit but stays on her feet because I hold her there, then pull her over and chuck her forward onto her own desk. "Get ready because I am going to fuck you harder than you ever have been before," I say, chucking off my robe and shirt as I drop my pants around my ankles and line myself up to her shivering quim.
Now, usually I would take my time with this sort of stuff. I find making a woman feel the utmost pleasure and having her have a great time makes me have a great time. Suppose a woman is just lying below me like a dead fish and just taking it without any reaction. In that case, I'm just fucking a brick wall, aren't I? Giving my partner pleasure gives me pleasure. So yeah, usually I would give as good as I got and go to town on that pussy and munch it six ways to Sunday. I really have no qualms about such a thing with magic on my side, making everything as clean and pleasant as possible. But in this situation, I can't wait any longer. I need to be inside of her.
"Do it! Fuck me! I'm ready for it! I've waited long enough! Please!" McGonagall's screams laid out on the desk before me, her breasts squishin' against the wood and spilling out to the side, looking like the most bouncy things to have ever existed in all of existence. "Don't you fucking worry! I'm gonna!" And with that, I reach forward towards her head, my hand going underneath her hat and knocking it off as I press her head into the desk, her right cheek smushed against it. And then I slam myself forward, going straight into her deepest depths.
"Ah! Oh my god, it's even better than I imagined!" she screams, and I have never heard a better compliment in my life. What she just said lights a fire inside of me, and I quickly draw myself out before slamming back into her, hard and fast. She screams again, pleasure riveting through her, and then I do it again and again and again. Over and over. My cock speared into her, and her pussy sprayed out juices all over my appendage. She is so wet right now; hell, I think she came from the first thrust, and she seems to be coming from each and every one I give, almost continuously. This woman must have been very pent-up.
I keep fucking her before ultimately getting tired of the position and turning her sideways. Hence, the side of her stomach is against the desk, and one of her feet is against the floor. The other is up in the air where I am holding it up, her toes pointing at the ceiling, her legs almost doing the splits. It's as I am slamming into her that her hat falls off the table and I take notice of her hairstyle. "Pigtails?" I can't help but ask, spotting the twin braided black hair flapping in the air, coincidenting with my thrusts. The hairstyle just felt so out of place on this woman, a bit incongruous.
"Ah! Yeah! It's the hairstyle I had when I was going to- Ah!- Hogwarts. I thought I might as well- Oh!- go all in!" She replies, and I just shrug and continue on, palming at her breasts. Getting bored of this position, I pull her around and put her on her back, her legs wide apart as I thrust between them, burying my head in her breasts and groping them. At the same time, I suck and lick all over, biting at her nipples. Minerva continues to cum, squirting all over me with a fury as I fuck her at blazing speeds. I've been going so hard and so long by this point that I am reaching the edge, and my willpower is waning, ready for me to overload.
"Ah! P-Pull on my pigtails! Take me from behind!" Not one to deny a woman her desires, I flip her over, squishing her front back against the desk and reaching forward to grab onto her pigtails with both hands and pulling on them, lifting her body up from the desk to the point only her nipples are scraping against the wood as I pull on the makeshift reins to keep fucking her, drawing her body into mine.
"Fuck! I'm going to cum!" I roar, and Minerva screams back. "Inside! Do it inside! I want to feel it!" Hearing that is all the confirmation I need, even if I was going to do that anyway, so I push myself to the hilt inside of her and stay there as I cum. Spurt after spurt shooting into her and filling her to the brim. She spasms around my dick, wringing even more out of me. We stay there for a moment, me resting on her back as we pant for breath.
A moment later, I pull out and stumble a bit backwards, my legs weak. Minerva, on the other hand, pushes her hand against the desk to prevent her from slamming into it and turns around to rest her ass against her desk and looks at me with a smile. "I'm... so happy to finally lose my virginity after all these years. Though I guess I technically don't have a virginity." She smiles, and my brain freezes, not knowing what the hell she just said.
And then there is a flash of light as something shoots out of Minerva, leaving her to crumple on the desk as blue mist forms in front of me and coalesces into the form of Myrtle Warren.
"Hi, Professor Lockhart!"
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