Hogwarts Legacy Part 2 (Patreon)

 Damian Pendragon woke up in the bed in the room of Requirement. The room had made a bedroom that simulated being almost outdoor in the area that resembled the Mediterranean. A Greek island or so. The bed was high above the pure blue waters under a swift sunrise.

The bedroom could be altered to be anything the owner required. Last night, Matilda had wanted something drop dead romantic, so Damian had come up with this, and she had been completely taken aback by it. Back then it had been night, but the stars and the moon above them had been breathtaking, and the bed located as the center of some ancient overgrown ruins had been marvelous.

Damian felt that something was on top of him... It was Matilda... she had been sleeping on him all night. She was snoring a bit. He smiled. He didn’t mind. He thought it was cute.

He tried to push her off of him without waking her up. His cock was still buried deep inside of her pussy.

As he succeeded, it seemed that Matilda woke up and she scrambled half in her sleep to get back to him, but... this time with her mouth...

Damian looked perplexed and impressed as he saw how Matilda, still looking like she was sleeping, was sucking him off.

Damian rested down on the bed with the hands behind his back and he felt the amazing blowjob that Matilda gave him. It was so good.

Last night was a wild one. They had gone at it like wild animals all night. He had entered all her holes

Even though Matilda was older than him she was even crazier than any of his peers. She was almost like an addict and his cock was her craving.

Damian busted his nut into Matilda’s throat and after a few rounds in the sack, he left her on the bed with cum leaking from her ass and pussy, and then he made his way to the shower in the room of requirement.

When that was done he needed something to eat, so he made his course towards the great hall.

He was greeted by his peers. He was the hero of last year, and Slytherin had won the tournament, so no wonder he was still celebrated. With a look at the long table where the Professors sat, he saw the empty chair of Professor Fig, who had sadly passed away last year due to Ranrok. He had died trying to help Damian. Damian and he had become good friends, and he had really missed him. He was almost like a father to him.

He wondered who would take his place among the faculty. He saw no new faces... then again, he had been late. He sat down to eat.

When he was almost done, Polly Sweeting came over from the Hufflepuff table. She was carrying some papers in her hands.

“Hi there, Pendragon...” She said, still blushing like she always did when she was near him. Damian was a little surprised. He had thought their close bond last year had made her overcome any of her barriers towards him.

 “Uhm... Headmaster Black told me to give these to you... as soon as you lowered yourself enough to show up for breakfast that is...”

Damian smiled and took the papers.

“That does sound just like him... Thank you Polly.”

Polly got so red in the head she looked like she was gonna steam out her ears...

She quickly spun around and marched over to the Hufflepuff table, where a swarm of girls clustered around her... asking her tons of questions.

“Still the main attraction of the school, I see.” Sebastian said with a somber undertone. “I guess it's not so surprising, given all that happened last year.”

Damian knew what he meant. It had been hundreds of different things really.

“The new lesson plan... Huh... Herbology first thing this morning... suits me fine.” —————————————————————————————————————

Herbology could sound like a snooze to most, but to Pendragon it was the height of enjoyment... and that was mainly because of the simply enchanting professor who educated them in this lesson.

Damian Pendragon made his way to the Greenhouses from the great hall where he was to have this semester's first lesson in Herbology.

He had been looking forward to this for months.

He walked into the greenhouses and saw several of his classmates.

And then, he saw the Professor.

Mirabel Garlick herself. She was a sight for gods. The largest breasts in all Hogwarts. Even larger than Professor Weasley and she was also redheaded and drop dead gorgeous. Her demeanor was out of a dream, her voice was the sweetest and gentlest and she was in many ways... a goddess in the flesh.

Damian had been balls deep in all her holes last year, and he was dead set on making her his babymama by the end of this year.

Garlick had mentioned she wanted to be a mother last year. And she had said so when she and he were naked in the bed together. He understood a hint. But shortly thereafter the vacation began, and Damian had to return home.

Damian smiled at her as she entered and she smiled back at him. Nothing between them was forgotten.

The class was frustratingly slow... Especially for Damian who wanted to bury his cock so deep in Mirabel’s pussy she would be impaled on his cock.

 When she dismissed the class, she turned to walk over and water a few pots in the back side of the greenhouse. Damian waited for the rest of the class to pass by him and leave the greenhouse, before he made his move.

When they were finally alone, he snuck up behind her, lifted up her dress, pulled down her panties and stuck his cock deep deep... DEEP inside of her pussy from behind.

As Damian had slided his head into her pussy, true to form, Mirabel was still a bit dramatic and let out a loud ‘GASP’ as if she couldn’t believe what was happening.

And she also exclaimed:

“Mr. Pendragon! What do you think that you are doing?!”

Damian loved this woman so much. With one hand on his cock, and another on her fat left buttock, he smiled at her.

“I am planting my seed, Professor Garlick... I am planting my seed!”

And with that... he shoved his big dick inside her pussy and Garlick, still true to form, took it like a champion and bent forever to take it all. Her mouth opened in a big silent scream with the shape of an ‘O’! And

It had been two whole months since she last had that dick inside of her pussy.

Two whole months... and now... it finally made its way to her innermost sanctum. To her own private garden... To her own tilted soil...

Damian's words rang in her ears as she felt how the massive thing was pulled backwards to her flowery entrance and then shoved back inside to her inner garden...

Like a plow went over the soil of the earth... to prepare a new field...

She felt Damian’s strong hands pull her dress down from her breasts... Her fruits were let loose and they dangled into the moist air of the greenhouses. She was like a tree... the tree of life... and now her fruits were for all to enjoy...

Damian grabbed the fruits... greedily... as if he wanted them all to himself... Mirabel had no choice... he was the owner of all of her, and all she ever produced belonged to him.

Mirabel gasped and moaned as the huge cock continued to plow her flesh. She felt Damian's hands slap her butt, and he pushed her down so she was standing on all fours like a beast. She imagined herself like a horse in front of the plow, and Damian as the farmer who utilized her strength to tilt his fields.

He reached for her braids and got hold of them, completing her feeling of being his working beast.

She loved it. She loved it so much.

“Fuuuck, Mirabel!” Damian said with a growl. “I am gonna fucking cum inside of you!”

 He was gonna fertilize her. Mirabel knew it. She was to be with a child this season. She knew it. Damian’s seed was to take hold of her soil and grow into a child in her innermost garden of love.

She was to nourish this precious life as she nourished all plants. With care, consideration and eternal love.

Damian would occasionally come and spray his endless love her into her garden and prepare the passage of their love child, but until then, she was to keep this garden a fully and holy place.

Damian shoved his cock deeper and deeper into her pussy, making its way into her womb that opened up for him... it too wanted to carry a new life to the world...

Damian pulled her braids hardly backwards while he plowed her pussy.

Harder and harder!

Faster and faster!

Mirabel was too stimulated to do anything but moan but suddenly...

She felt it like someone poured boiling water directly into her womb... she let out a scream... she struggled, but Damians hold over her was too strong and she couldn’t do anything... She felt how her garden got flooded with his warm potent seed... it overflew everything and she was completely overtaken with the warm feeling. It spread through her body, like the warmth of the summer sun spread through the earth...

Still captured by the bliss of being completely filled up, she hardly noticed the spanks her ass got from Damian... who was still pounding away at her.

He gave her orders... but she was deaf to them... All she could hear was the most wonderful music.

Somehow... he got her to stand... and somehow... he got her to spin around... without pulling his dick out of her garden... her pussy...

When she came back to her senses she felt how someone was holding her face and kissing her with their tongue. She had been engaging, but it had only been her instincts.

Damian was holding her head, and he was really kissing her deeply.

Mirabel loved kissing. And she had missed these long kisses with Damian. So she lifted her hands and held onto his shoulders.

He was still inside of her... they just stood like two tall trees who had grown intertwined with each other over the years.

And one of Damian’s branches had locked itself inside of her trunk.

He was a sturdy and strong Oak... she was a graceful and beautiful willow... Their kiss was broken and Damian and Mirabel looked into each other’s eyes.

They were smiling. Mirabel was half expecting some sort of an apology... she would instantly forgive young Pendragon. But no apology came. He just kept staring into her eyes with his... unbelievably beautiful eyes...

 Mirabel began to realize that no apology would come... and then it hit her that... he needed no forgiveness... for he had done absolutely nothing wrong.

He was a young man... and she was his woman... that much had been established well enough last year. They were each other's property, and he had nothing to ever apologize for. He had done what was completely natural.

Mirabel kissed him to tell him that she understood, and that she had been foolish to expect anything else than this.

The feeling of her innermost parts... being completely filled with warm sticky fluids brought her slightly out of her trance.

“I am ovulating...” She said with her gentlest of voices. “I know...” Damian just said.

She looked at him.

How he knew she couldn’t fathom but she could sense the truth in his words. He knew that she was ovulating this very day, and he had taken her, plowed her, and seeded her. Mirabel was most likely with child at this very moment...

The first lesson of the semester and she was expecting a child... Pendragon’s child. It had been pure luck that had kept it from happening last year... or bad luck... if you were technical.

Mirabel was nervous...

There were rules for such eventualities, and Professor Black - the Headmaster - was already not a fan of children... how would he feel about one of the faculty being expecting?

“Oh my goodness...” Mirabel said. “I am gonna get pregnant...” Damian smiled at her. Mirabel looked him in the eyes again.

“Mr. Pendragon... Damian... please... take responsibility for this. Claim this child as your own... I beg of you.”

Damian got a broader smile. His right hand went down to her thigh and he lifted it up. Then his left hand got down to her butt and with one little ‘hop!’ Mirabel was in his arms like a peach and he was deeper inside of her than ever before.

“Everything that ever comes out of you Mirabel Garlick... belongs to me. Your children are my children. And I shall treasure them for all time...”

Mirabel blushed.

It was the words used in the Wizardry lines of the marriage pact. It was only a few lines out of a longer set of sentences... but she understood the meaning of his words. They were bound to each other by more than just love and words. They were bound in their souls... and now... their flesh was to be united as one too.

 Sure he had other women, but Garlick knew that the love he held for her was something special. Something outstanding.

And the child that she was now carrying... she was gonna love it to the end of all things.

And yes... Mirabel was impregnated this very day. She knew it. Damian knew it.

It was their little secret... the first trimester or so... —————————————————————————————————————

How the young Pendragon got Professor Garlick up to the room of requirement was a mystery... but he succeeded, and planted the gorgeous redhead on his bed. Her two braids of rosenred hair fell on either side of her body, and her two lush hooters fell to either side of her body.

She looked up at the young Pendragon who was throwing off his last clothes in order to join her in the bed.

As he crawled in over her body, she spread her legs for him to cover her like the sky would cover the earth.

The young man kissed her... so deep and so passionately that she had never in her mind felt anything like it before...

Oh how she missed those kisses.

Her flower opened, and his mighty cock penetrated her so deeply that he once again entered her deepest and most precious secret garden, that already was soaked in his seed...

Mirabel moaned under the kisses and she felt how his mighty tool tilted and turned her body’s soil. She was Mother Earth under him... he was the clouds that soaked her fertile lands with his life giving rain.

She literally drank from his mouth. His saliva was so delicious and she wanted his tongue to forever be intertwined with his own.

She loved him.

Had she ever been in doubt, then it was settled now. She loved him. More than life itself. More than any of her plants. More than the smell of her garden in mid July.

Her hands landed on his tight little butt, and she squeezed them in her hands. Damian seemed to be pulled out of his trance and looked down on her with a smirk. “My my, Professor Garlick...” he said with a cocky grin.

She smiled at him.

 “Fuck me... Mr Pendragon... Fuck me... like the whore I am...” ————————-

And he did.

For a good long while Damian fucked the professor in the mating press. Making her squeal and scream as his long cock pierced her womb over and over again.

Filling her up, time and time again.

When he turned her over so she was on all fours he used the two long hair braids as her reins.

He held them tight and pulled them back hard to ram his cock deep deep deep into her pussy, making her scream like a wild animal.

She was outstandingly beautiful in this position and he occasionally collected both braids in one hand so he could spank her massive ass with the free one.

Damian loved the feeling of her pussy around his cock. It was second to none. He wasn’t even sure Matilda Weasley’s pussy was better.

As he once again blasted his sperm into her pussy he fell back over on his back thus pulling his cock out of her.

He passed out for a short while.

He got back to his senses to the feeling of a woman sucking his dick.

He looked down his body and saw Professor Garlick in full swing sucking him off. She was so attentive, and so caring with her tongue and mouth.

Damian placed his hands behind his neck and enjoyed the treatment.

It went on and on, and when she made him cum, she dived over his cock and made him cum down her throat. She gulped it all down and looked at him with her enchanting eyes. She was so beautiful.

Damian got her to ride him. He wanted to play with her huge knockers.

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Damian’s new school year seemed to be just as busy as his last one.

The day after his lovely time with Professor Garlick he had a few periods for himself, before he was to attend Divination with Professor Onai.

He spent a little time getting his magical beasts back into their vivariums, feeding them, brushing them and he of course also played with some of them. The Phoenix he had gotten extremely close with. That bird flew around and around the entire room of requirement, until the room finally created a place for the bird also on the outside of the vivariums.

 Damian had named it, Shakespeare... It was so dashing to look at.

But before he knew it, he was late and had to run out the door.

He made the shortest route from the Room of Requirement to the Divination classroom.

The golden ladder fell down and he crawled up, and as he reached the room he shortly thought that he was early.

“Ah, look who has finally graced us with his presence...”

Damian turned to look... the classroom was full of his peers, including Natsai Onai, the daughter of Professor Mudiwa Onai - who was looking at him with a strict and degrading smile.

“Sorry Professor, I lost track of time...” Damian got himself through the hole in the floor that closed under him.

“And now we are losing more time.” Professor Onai said with her hands lifted. “Please, take your seat.”

Damian made his way next to Natsai who smiled at him. He smiled back at her. He and Natsai had become close friends last year. She looked like she was back at full strength after what happened just before the summer started.

The Divination class was over a little after, and Damian packed his books into his bag and thought he would spend the next few free hours on catching up with his potion making skills in the room. He had only just stood up, as Professor Onai’s voice rung through the room.

“Mister Pendragon, please remain back. I need to talk to you.”

Natsai looked at her mother, then at Damian. Damian made a face like he had just dropped a veil of potion. He had not expected to get in trouble this early in the year but... well... he couldn’t expect to be able to just come and go as he pleased. It was a school, not a knitting club.

“Begone Natsai... you are late for your next class.”

Natsai left, and soon, Damian and Professor Onai were alone in the room.

Professor Onai walked up to her counter, and gestured Damian to take place in front of her.

Damian did as requested and looked at the professor who was looking rather seriously at a piece of parchment. She was writing on it.

“Professor, I am truly sorry-“ Damian began, but she stopped him by lifting her hand.

 When she was done writing, she folded the parchment into a scroll and stamped it and gave it to Damian.

“Give this to Professor Weasley. As I understand, she is in charge of your extra education.”

Damian nodded.

“Good. Then she will understand. Now remove yourself from my sight.”

She was unusually sharp in her tone. But she didn’t look particularly angry or mad at him. She was kind of an enigma.

Damian didn’t protest or anything, but made a B-line for Matilda’s office. ———————————————

Damian had barely entered Matilda’s office before she had jumped into his arms and started kissing him like a savage.

Damian kissed her back but he tried to get her down fast, because he had a message for her from Professor Onai.

But Matilda misinterpreted this for eagerness and instead knelt down and opened up his pants.

His cock quickly flung out and she gulped it down her throat.

“Wait-WAIT Matilda I... I... Wow... you’re so good...”

Damian grabbed her head and began to fuck her face. The message could wait a few rounds of face fucking.

Matilda was fingering herself. She loved to be facefucked by Damian. She had always given everyone the impression that she was a decent and proper lady. To the outside world she was an upstanding and decent person who no one would ever imagine such things of. And she had been true to this image... but something about Damian Pendragon made her wanna toss all that aside and just give in to all of her wildest animalistic desires and be a total slut for him.

She wanted to do everything with him.

She wanted him to do everything he could ever think of to her.

She wanted him to use her... all of her. Every single inch of her body. Every single nook, hole and crevice...

Matilda was on all fours and she was getting hammered in her ass by Damian’s huge cock. He had used the lubricatus spell on her hole, but that only made him slide in and out of her a little easier. He was still a massive specimen.

He sank balls deep into her flesh and as he wiggled himself a few more millimeters into her, he seemed to take a short break.

 Allowing Matilda to really feel the size and length of his cock... he was really expanding her ass... Matilda realized they needed to do this a little more often... because if he wanted to do this to her, she needed to get accustomed to his size.

“Oooh fuck, Matilda... your ass is amazing!” “Fuck, Damian... you... you’re a fucking beast!”

Damian began to plow her ass.

He was relentlessly fucking her butthole, making her scream in her moans and she even had to slap his leg a few times to just get a little of the pent up frustrations out.

When Damian blasted his cum into her butthole, she was relieved, but also happy... Whenever she managed to get Damian to cum, she was filled... not only with his cum, but also a deep sense of happiness that went from her belly and out into the tips of her toes and made it feel like her red hair was curling...

Damian slowly pulled his cock out of Matilda’s butt and as he did she moved herself so she came to a sitting position. Damian stood behind her and she turned her body and gave his cock a kiss.

She looked up at him with eyes of worship.

She had known love and the pain it can bring in her youth. She had never found it in her young adult life - not truly. She had been too focused on her studies... and now... she was on her knees... in front of a student half her age... and she knew that she was gonna carry his babies one day.

She was completely fine with that fact that he might love other women... rumors even spoke that he was flirting around with other girls and women all around the Hogwarts grounds and lands... she cared not. She cared only for him. And that was all she needed in her heart.

“Uhm, Matilda... I uhm...” Damian scratched his head as he remembered why he was here. “I sorta had to bring you this...”

He handed the marked scroll to Matilda. She looked at it and up at Damian.

“Hmm... trouble in the first week.” Matilda said with a smug. “You sure don’t waste time, Mr. Pendragon.”

Damian saw her unroll the scroll. She placed her glasses correctly on her face and read it. Her face grew a little... confused and serious. Then angry.

“She can’t do that!”

She stood up and quickly marched over to her table.

“What is it?”

 Matilda reached for a pen and started scribbling in haste on a piece of parchment.

“Professor Onai wants to give you extra classes for the next 3 weeks. Every single evening, each consisting of 4 hours. But not while I am still here.”

Damian felt a sudden sense of panic. 3 weeks... of endless divination classes... that was scary...

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The battle between Matilda and Professor Onai lasted several days, and in the end it became up to Principal Black to decide Damian’s fate.

He made a compromise.

2 weeks of Divination classes lasting 4 hours, but only Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday.

It was still a lot, especially since Damian had gotten the impression that Professor Onai wasn’t super fond of him... since her daughter got into some dangerous situations last year... mainly because she wanted to help Damian out.

But Damian couldn’t all be blamed for the situation. Natsai was a strong and brave soul - the epitome of a Gryffindor. She was driven and she was not a person who would be easily swayed to back down.

But alas... the situation was such... Damian was to report to Professor Onai’s extra lessons, or face the consequences.

Matilda had tried to toss her weight around but little had it helped. Also... Professor Black seemed to be more than happy to give Damian a good time of something that was just as good as detentions.

So... it was a long and sorry march up to the Divination tower for the first extra lesson of Divination. He climbed the golden ladder again, and was met with a mostly empty classroom.

Mudiwa was dressed in her usual golden colors and tangerine colored turban when Damian entered the now darker classroom. The light from dozens of crystal balls shined from a number of different tables surrounded by comfortable cushions.

“Hello Mr. Pendragon.” She said with a toneless voice. “Please... take place in front of me.”

Damian felt how warm the classroom was. And he noticed she had turned on a fire in the fireplace, despite it still being the last of the summer.

Damian took himself to his tie and loosened it a bit in order to let some air into his neck.

 “Uhm, professor... if I may... I want to apologize again for my lack of punctuality, and promise to make a real effort to get better with my schedule.”

Professor Onai looked at Damian over a piece of parchment that she was writing on.

“Apology accepted, Mr Pendragon... now... please sit down.”

Damian got the hint. She was immovable.

Damian sat down and he began to feel the sweat run down... everywhere. He looked to the windows in the hope that he might get to open them.

“Uhm... Professor... would you mind if I open a window? It’s boiling hot in here.” “The entire point of this lesson requires a warm temperature Mr Pendragon.” She looked up at him with cold eyes.

“But if you feel so warm already then please feel absolutely free to dispose of your clothes. I was gonna ask you to anyway. As the lessons we are to have are mainly about trance and concentration and maximum result requires a naked feeling to the skin.”

Damian blushed.

Why he blushed he didn’t really know, but he did.

But he also was getting a little bit... annoyed with her.

So maybe... because he wanted to shock her a little and get just a little bit of a reaction out of her, he stood up and began to undress right in front of her. He removed his cape. His blazer. His tie. Then his shirt. Then unbuckled his belt he sat down and removed his shoes, and then his socks. Then he pulled down his pants and then his underpants.

When he finally stood naked he felt a sense of relief, but he still felt very warm. He looked at Professor Onai, who he had caught gazing at him a few times.

Professor Onai looked at him when he finally stood naked.

“Well...” She said as she placed the pen and parchment in its places. “You sure hold nothing back, do you Mr. Pendragon.”

“I share your daughter's opinion... the best approach is the direct one.”

Professor Onai stood up and finally she looked a little upset. But Damian stared right back into her beautiful brown eyes. They were as gorgeous as Natsai’s.

 She then walked around the table and behind a screen wall. There was a light behind it, and Damian could see that the Professor was undressing herself behind it. Her shadow was clearly defined on the screen wall.

Damian could see that she had a bit of tits, but they weren’t as large as Matilda’s. In fact they seemed to sag somewhat. But he didn’t mind that at all.

“My daughter is very smitten with you, Mr. Pendragon.” She said while she was getting out of her shirt.

Damian didn’t know what to answer to that. He cared for Natsai he truly did but... she was more a friend to him than anything else.

“I do not approve.” He heard her say after he didn’t answer her directly. “I... I am sorry about that, Professor.”

He saw the professor’s shadow get out of her leg long dress and he saw that she had to be blessed with a huge round ass.

“It is partially why I am gonna give you extra lessons in Divination, Mr Pendragon.” Damian listened to this.

“I wish to keep you well away from my dear daughter. And a few weeks of distance might get you both to cool down and forget about each other.”

Damian didn’t at all get her logic. If he and Natsai were a thing... which they weren’t... keeping them apart like this would only make them more desirable to each other.

“Especially... if YOU were to be engaged with something else to fill your mind.”

Damian frowned his eyebrows. Divination would never be able to distract him... not at... aaaaaaaall...

Damian had looked up at the screen wall and saw the fully naked body of Professor Onai standing right next to it with one hand on the pillar of the wall, and another hand on her hip which she had pushed a lot out to one side... to really show off her curves.

Damian hadn’t been wrong.

She had relatively small tits. They weren’t at all tiny, but compared to Mirabel and even Matilda they were small.

They were also the sagging kind... but somehow they looked fantastic on her.

Her body was not well trained. She had a natural plumpness to her forms, including her belly, but she was by no means fat. She just had a body that carried a different style of grace - and boy did she carry it gracefully.

 Damian couldn’t help it.

His cock rose like a force of nature and stiffened like organic steel. He was truly captivated by Mudiwa’s body. If anything could topple her gorgeous curves, it was the sight of her amazing brown skin that shone in the glow from the fireplace.

She looked like a goddess.

Her face however... she had stepped out from behind the screen with a stern, even hard looking facial expression. But when she saw Damian’s cock rise like it did... she looked shocked and absolutely bewildered. It was a reaction that Damian had been wanting and now he got it.

Damian, filled with a sense of daring by the circumstances... walked up to Professor Onai and looked her in the eyes. He was taller than her, so she looked up and he down...

They were silent for about seven seconds and then...

Mudiwa threw her arms around Damian’s neck and pulled herself up to his face. She reached him and as Damian tossed his arms around her life and pulled her close their lips met and they began to kiss. Wildly. Like crazed animals in heat that had lusted for each other in months.

Mudiwa was a marvel of a woman. Even to Damian who had both Matilda and Mirabel in his belt as his regulars.

He couldn’t get enough of her body.

At first they landed on the floor that had like millions of pillows spread all over.

There they continued to kiss each other for a good long while.

Damian then rolled her over onto her back and got down so he could first enjoy her tits. They were great to play with.

As he moved further and further down on her he reached her pussy. Hairy and fussy as it was, he began to feast on her.

She was a great meal.

Perhaps Mudiwa had expected him to be not at all firm in this technique, but Matilda had instructed Damian on what exactly to do to her, and how to listen to his lover's responses, so he did the same with Mudiwa. Funnily enough, a lot of stuff that Matilda reacted to was lost on Mudiwa, and instead, the stuff that Matilda didn’t react to made Mudiwa moan and scream in ecstasy.

Damian included his fingers. He stuffed his right hand's middle finger and ring finger up her bum to warm her up there for later, and then with his thumb he rubbed the backside of her pussy while he feasted on her clitoris.

“Ooooih Malawhana! Mr. Pendragon... where... where have you learned such skills!?”

 Mudiwa grabbed his head and pulled it closer so his face was pressed against her pussy. He felt how she came and ejaculated into his mouth.

He drank what she had to give, and as he felt she was plenty warmed up, he slowed down a little and focused on the places he had figured were her favorite spots.

After some decent licking and eating, Mudiwa made an effort to turn Damian onto his back and she crawled down over his body, kissing it from his mouth, his chest, his abs, his hips and then... she began to caress the cock that was as hard and erect now as it was when she had just revealed her body to him not too long ago.

She went down on him, and began to suck his cock with... incredible skill. “WOOW! Holy mackerel!”

Mudiwa sucked him better than Matilda... yes better than Mirabel...

She was so good... it didn’t take long for her to harvest the first load of the night.

And with seemingly no effort at all, did she sink her head down over his entire cock, so Damian could shoot his load directly into her throat.

Damian did as she did and grabbed her head and kept her in place so she would get every last drop.

As he finally blasted the last into her stomach, he slowly pulled her head off his cock, and Mudiwa smiled at him.

“Youth and it’s limits of time... a shame... I had hoped that you could last a little longer than...”

Damian had gotten to his knees and he slammed his cock deep into her mouth and throat. Mudiwa was on all fours and Damian was holding her head while he literally fucked her throat.

“Shut... the... fuck... up... bitch...” he said... he was Nowhere near done!

Mudiwa had a look of complete shock on her face. She had not expected the young man to be ready so soon after an orgasm... this... this was unheard of.

Damian fucked her head and throat relentlessly... Mudiwa had to slap him every time she needed a quick breath of air. And every time... after a few breaths it was back to being fucked in her throat.

After what felt like hours - but it was actually just ten minutes - Damian came again, and he once again pressed himself as long as he was down her throat and pumped his sperm into her stomach.

Mudiwa felt how his cock bulged in her mouth as the sperm left his balls and was transported down his dick and then shot into her stomach.

 When he was done... Mudiwa was ready to praise him for his stamina... but was guessing that he needed a break.

But no...

As soon as she had caught her breath... Damian had once again grabbed her face and stuck his cock all the way down her throat.

Mudiwa was beginning to feel overwhelmed. She hadn’t been fucked so hard orally since Natty’s dad was still alive. He had been massive in size, just like Damian. He had loved to fuck her face. In fact, she had been face fucked more by her husband than in her pussy... only anal sex had he loved more than fucking her face.

Fortunately... Mudiwa loved anal as well - although it had been a long time since she had gotten any.

Damian once again blasted his sperm into her stomach and Mudiwa felt how she was beginning to feel pretty full... the boy sure could cum...

She felt like she had a liter of sperm tilting around in her belly.

So when Damian’s cock once again emerged from her mouth and stomach she gasped viciously this time and even coughed a lot.

“Good... cough! Cough!... Goodness gracious... Mr... Pendragon! You...”

She spat at the floor...

“You nearly drowned me...”

She looked up at Damian with a harsh look, but it quickly shifted when she saw that the monster between Damian’s legs was nowhere near depleted or even smaller than before...

“H-How... how are you still standing?”

Damian smiled at her.

“Oh Professor... we have a looooooooooooong night ahead of us.”

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Damian and Mudiwa fucked in all manner of ways possible to a man and a woman who were crazily in to each other.

After Damian had fucked Mudiwa’s face two more times, he spun her around and gave her big black ass a good smack. He aligned his cock with her drenched pussy and slammed it into her.

Mudiwa had moaned so loudly that Damian sure hoped that the castle was sound asleep... otherwise they might hear her. She was a wild ride, he had to agree.

 Standing behind her, he reached forward to grab her tits. He held them and pulled them like reigns on a horse. This she really seemed to like. She had screamed out:

“Oh my god! Oh my god, yes! Yes Okube! Fuck me! Fuck me Okube!”

Damian had no idea who she was talking about, but he just smiled, tightened his grip in her tits and slammed his cock harder into her pussy.

It was so good. Mudiwa was screaming like a wild whore and Damian could feel her pussy clamp down harder and harder on him. She was milking his cock... it was obvious that she was cumming on him.

He felt ready to burst himself, so why not cum with her.

He pulled her tits back hard and slammed his cock so deep into her pussy that he hit her womb and just exploded his sperm into her shaking pussy.

Mudiwa let out a wild scream and seemed to jolt around, but Damian overpowered her and kept her in her place. He kept pumping into her pussy until he was done.

Mudiwa then got silent and seemed to feel the massive sensation of her body receiving a massive orgasm.

When Damian felt that the insides of her body had stopped shaking, he pulled her by her tits upwards while he made her turn around so they got face to face.

Mudiwa was on her back now and Damian was between her legs.

She quickly locked her arms around his neck and her legs behind his back and then she kissed him.

Not so wildly like when they began but deeply and tenderly. With long strokes of her tongue that sliced in and out of his mouth and she playfully caught his own tongue with her lips and began to suck it.

Then they got back to the long tongue kiss.

When they finally returned to the surface she exclaimed:

“Ooooh Okube... I have missed you so much... It’s good to have you back between my legs my love... please... Please never leave me again...”

Damian took a guess.

Okube was her late husband. Natty had told a little about her father. He had died not too long ago.

It was partially why she and her mom had relocated from Zimbabwe to England.

“Please... fuck me... fuck me like you used to my love!”

 Damian had to improvise. He had no idea what she meant, but apparently she wanted to be drilled half sideways.

She had moved into a position by lifting her left leg and turned on the side and she also undid her turban, so her afro was showing. She tossed her head in a way that told Damian that she wanted to be hold in her hair. He grabbed a good handful with his left hand and she moaned like crazy.

“Oooh yes... Oooh my love! This is the best! Slap my fat ass! Slap it! And tell me it’s big!” “Here you go you fat assed bitch!”

Damian slapped her buttocks with his free right hand and made a most wonderful sound. She screamed in joy.

“Oooh yes!” She exclaimed.

“Like that huh?! You fat cow! You like to be slapped!?”

“OOOH I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! Slap me around my love! Slap me all over!”

He dropped her hair with his left hand only to replace his grip with his right hand. Then he started slapping her all over her body.

Her belly!

She moaned in joy.

Her tits!

She giggled louder and louder every time he slapped her tits and sent the sags flying.

He then slapped her face and she gasped and Damian felt how her pussy clamped down hard on his cock.

He didn’t slap her face hard but enough for her to feel it.

“You like that huh, didn’t you, you big fat sack of shit!?”

Damian slapped her face again, and she began to moanfully scream to the rhythm of his slams into her pussy with his cock.

“OH FUCK I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU FUCK ME UP OKUBE! YOU ARE SO GOOD! OH FUCK I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!”

He slapped face again and again and again, and Mudiwa seemed to be losing her mind in a wild and crazy ecstasy fueled orgasm that sent her into a bliss.

She let out a scream and Damian once again had to hold her down as she struggled in spasms. He was cumming inside of her pussy that was shaking and cramping. It was once again milking him.

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 After several wild orgasms, Damian was once again standing on his feet, with Mudiwa between his legs, and she was sucking his cock.

This time it was a tender and caring blowjob, not a wild facefuck. She was simply caressing him.

During the entire thing she had called him Okube.

Damian didn’t care about that. He was just enjoying everything.

“Are you gonna fuck my ass, like always, my love?” She asked when she licked his shaft by his root.

“You know how much I love that...”

Mudiwa moved her body and began to shove a few fingers into her asshole. “Move your fat ass to me, and I’ll fuck it good and well.” Damian said.

Mudiwa licked him as long as he was and kissed the tip.

Then she spun around and exposed her star. It was gaping a little... she was eager.

“Remember...” Mudiwa. “Pull my hair and slap my ass... I want it to feel just like old times...”

Damian spat into his hand and rubbed it over his cock. Then he aimed for her butthole and shoved the tip inside of her.

Mudiwa made a very owl-like sound, and as Damian gently but firmly shoved the rest of his cock into her butt, he realized that she was NO novice at this special sexual maneuver.

And as he sunk balls deep into her back entrance, he grabbed her hair and pulled backwards as he slapped her fat ass - over and over again.

And thus he began to fuck her ass.

It was completely different than when he fucked Matilda.

Matilda was tight and she didn’t move at all while he enjoyed her ass. Mudiwa was slinky and dang she moved. She moved her entire body, and she actually pushed her ass backwards, impaling herself on Damian’s cock.

“Oooh my love! This... this I have missed the most!”

She moaned and even laughed. She clearly felt beyond good.

“Oh my love I still remember the nights back home in Zimbabwe! Oh when we made love under the starry sky... I felt like a goddess... Like I was our mother earth herself... and I was

 being made love to by father sky himself... Oooh my love! Please... fuck my big fat ass! Fuck me! FUCK ME!”

Damian obeyed her wishes and began to plow her big fat ass. It wobbled with each passing slam into her. Damian kept pulling her hair, and he she kept moaning and she screamed of joy whenever Damian would give her big ass a big smack.

And he did that often.

“Oooh fuck, Mudiwa!” He said as he grabbed her hair with both hands. “I am cumming!”

“Inside! INSIDE!” Mudiwa screamed. “Always inside my love! I have missed it for so long!”

Damian let out a loud roar as he hammered his cock into her ass like a wild piston flying a hundred miles an hour!

With two massive slams into her ass...

“FUUUUUCK!”

He jacked his cock into her ass and Mudiwa fell silent as her mind fell into the bliss again, as Damian filled up her ass with his spunk.

“TAKE MY FUCKING CUM IN YOUR FUCKING FAT ASS, YOU FUCKING BITCH!” Mudiwa came herself.

Damian fell in over her, and he landed on her, still with his cock deeply buried inside of her ass.

And there they kept laying... on all the many pillows the students usually used as seats... Drenched in sweat and on top of each other.

“My love...” Mudiwa said... Damian didn’t answer. He just moved his head a little... and then he fell asleep on her... and shortly after... Mudiwa slept too...

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Dawn came and Mudiwa and Damian were sleeping in each other's arms. Mudiwa had continuously kissed Damian in her sleep.

The light crawled into the classroom and fell on the couple who had been warming each other as the fireplace died out during the night.

They were woken up by a knock and then the sound of a voice from the fireplace. “Mom? Mata? Are you there?”

Mudiwa woke a little from her slumber as she heard the voice of her daughter. “Hmmm... what...? Oh Natty... Yes... yes I am here... Is there anything?”

 Mudiwa snuggled even closer to Damian.

“Mother... Where have you been? I didn’t see you come home last night?”

“Oh...” Mudiwa was still caught in her wonderful dream. She had been back in Zimbabwe and she and her husband had been doing all the things they had done when they were young and where crazy with their youthful love.

“I... I just had the most... amazing night... with your father... please... let me sleep a little longer Natty.”

“Father?” Natty said in the fireplace. “Mother... Father is dead... remember...”

Mudiwa remembered. The dream shattered in darkness. And the darkness was replaced by light as she opened her eyes and saw where she was. This wasn’t her bedroom, but instead her classroom, and she had NOT been snuggling Okube... but instead... the young Master Pendragon...

“Oh Malawawah...” She said as she held a hand over her mouth. “Mother?” Natty said. “Are you okay?”

“Yes!” Mudiwa said a little too fast. “I am fine... perfectly fine... sorry my little gazelle I... I fell asleep in... in my classroom... sorry... but I am fine...”

She looked for a blanket and found one. She covered her body from breast down and sat herself over by the fireplace.

“Uhm... I am fine... I just... had a long night... uhm... Are you okay?”

“I am fine, mother,” Natty said and smiled. “I guess you won't come home for breakfast then?”

“I am sorry, Gazelle... But... I will be there for lunch... See ya later.”

“See ya, mother.” Natty smiled and her head disappeared from the flames.

“Oh my Baba Yetu... what have I done...”

She looked back and saw that Damian was waking up himself. He too seemed a little confused over where he was.

Then it seemed to dawn on him.

He turned and looked over at the fireplace where Mudiwa stood with hands in her sides and she looked like a thundering cloud.

 “You...” she said with a growl. “You... blundering baboon! You... you... do you have any idea what you have done?!”

Damian was not in the mood or the mindset to argue.

“Probably something that took two to complete, if I may be so bold.”

Mudiwa rubbed her eye sockets.

“Just... get dressed... and never show yourself in my classroom again... understood!?” Damian understood. But he still wanted clarification.

“Does that mean...” He said as he got to his feet. “No more extra classes?”

Mudiwa looked at him like a thundering cloud.

Damian lifted his hands.

“I just wanted to be sure.”

Damian got dressed and 5 minutes later he was walking back towards the room of requirement.

“Well... I can’t say that that wasn’t a memorable night... damn she can fuck... I wonder if Natty is just as wild in the sack...”

To be continued.