Chapter 189: The Student Life! Part-2 ~Heavy NSFW~
{Great Hall, Hogwarts}
{7th Nov 1991}
{Rigel’s POV}
I sat back down, but my eyes remained fixated on the portraits that were now stunned into silence. The muted look of arousal mixed with disgust was a common theme, but everyone reacted the same, well, almost everyone.
’Phineas Nigellus Black apparently likes seeing his descendants indulge themselves in debauchery.’
"In all my time at-"
"You two don’t have any shame-"
"Merlin’s beard..."
The silence was broken as protest and admiration filled my ears. Ignoring the peanut gallery, I threw an overpowered silencing charm in their general direction.
"You don’t like an audience?" Sinistra/Narcissa asked as she turned around and sat on her ass.
"A bunch of old men watching me have sex? No thanks," I shook my head and continued, "What do you plan to do about them anyway? You know some of them have paintings outside this room, right? Does the memory charm work on them anyway?" I fired one question after another, a little curious about her plan.
"So you don’t have a problem with ladies watching you fuck?" She chuckled as she rose. Her voice was just a tinge deeper. As she moved, her hands brushed aside her melons, and her right hand glided onto my thigh. As her fingers curled around my still-erect dick, she continued as if nothing untoward was happening, "The paintings are a flawed artifact. They aren’t real people, and to disable one of them, all you have to do is-"
She stopped and looked back, her left hand curled around her wand while her right hand continued its rhythmic motion. "Iterum~" A bolt of blue light left her wand and hit all of the paintings. Everyone seemed to freeze for a moment. Their faces went slack, and when expression returned to their faces, their eyes went wide immediately, their visage contorted as a reflection of the past, as they began shouting once again.
I couldn’t hear them as my silencing charm still worked, but if I were to put my money on it, I would bet they were repeating the very same things.
’Huh... that makes these portraits not that useful then?’ My thoughts went back to the amount of trouble I went through to find a portrait void zone when I broke into the Gryffindor common room.
I sighed and looked down: Narcissa/Sinistra was looking at me with amusement, both of her hands working overtime in her attempt to get me over the edge; the contrast of her dark hands wrapped around my dick presented an arousing sight.
"Though it is not really necessary," Narcissa/Sinistra spoke as she lowered her head, her tongue flicking the underside of my cock, causing jolts of pleasure to run through me, "The portraits that are placed in the headmaster’s room can’t betray the confidence of the one in charge. Otherwise, no one would want them in here; it’s one of the conditions of an oath that you have to take when you get sworn in as Headmaster. So they can shout all they want, but they are bound by the oaths that they took when they each sat in that chair."
Her words made sense, even though it was getting difficult to focus on them as she spoke while her lips were munching on the tip. My arousal was building once again, and from the look in her eyes, she was quite aware of the twitches. My hands went through her dark locks. Sinistra’s hair was a lot rougher than her silky extensions, but it did provide me with a good grip as I lined her mouth and pulled her down.
In a smooth motion, my shlong bypassed her throat barrier and hammered into her throat. The angle with me sitting was putting pressure on both her and me, and as she gagged, her eyes glazed over, so I stood up and leaned over her. With her throat now aligned with her mouth, it was a straight canal waiting for a pounding. Her eyes locked onto mine as I lifted my ass up, pulling my cock inch by inch out of her mouth before dropping the weight back on her.
"Gluckkk~" She gagged at the thrust, but her hands slid up the back of my thighs, grabbing onto my ass as she pulled me closer. One look at her needy eyes and I understood what she wanted. Stopping my impulse to shake my head, I instead focused.
Her eyes widened in pleasure as my cock swelled, I didn’t overdo it, but the size and suffocation kink of Narcissa was satisfied as my engorged cock now cut off any hint of air supply t her lungs. She nodded as her hands squeezed my ass. This time, pulling back was a bit harder as the insides of her throat fought for every inch. The upside was that the warmth and tightness were enough that my orgasm started building up again.
After the first thrust, it became a bit easier, but it took an effort to saw through her gullet. Muffled gags filled the room with every thrust that quickly picked up speed, and before long, I was punching through her throat barrier, "Gwackk~ Gwackkk~ Gwack~Gwackk~ Gwackkk~ Gwack~Gwackk~ Gwackkk~ Gwack~Gwackk~ Gwackkk~ Gwack~"
Tears were running down her face, and her hands went slack. I had lost track of time, but bleary-eyed, she still maintained eye contact with me as if reassuring me not to stop. Grabbing onto her head harder as my hands were the only thing supporting her weight, I pushed, bottoming into her throat as I force-fed her my cum.
Her eyes finally closed, and a little panicked, I let her go; I wasn’t done cumming, so quite a few ropes of cum slathered onto the desk and splashed on her face and hair.
"Cough, Cough~" She coughed as she collapsed. The involuntary response and the short, forceful gasping, at least, were a little bit reassuring. Still not taking any chances, I grabbed onto my wand and cast, "Enervate~"
The bolt of invisible mana did its job as her eyes opened with a snap, before a long and deep moan emerged from her lips. Suppressing a scoff, I collapsed onto the chair, ’...at least I didn’t kill the new headmistress of Hogwarts. Would that break the record of, like, the shortest tenure?’
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AN: Sorry about the mistake of the professor names, I didn’t notice it at all.
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