CH 69: This is what you call 69!!!

{[Last Time in Tainted Desire]}

"Why don't you move down and prove to me that you're better than your cousin in the act then." I paused for a second.

"If you think you can handle challenging a professional, after all."

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There were certain things in life that could be trusted to work perfectly every single time, strong and immutable as the core principles of the universe.

And Hermione's competitiveness was one of those aspects; even against her mother, who was busy devouring a shaft on the big screen.

The overwhelming confusion of the moment probably played a part as well, making her default into her established patterns of behavior.

Without saying anything, she slid off my shaft, and fell on her knees. My shaft was already in her mouth when her knees touched the floor.

And unlike the other times, there was no hesitation in her movements. She moved deep, the crown tickling the back of her throat almost simultaneously.

For a while, I had done nothing but to enjoy the treatment I was receiving from the daughter, while the movie worked rather well in awakening the memories of the treatment I had received from the mother.

It was hard to say who was better, Emma had the skill on her side -she had been rusty from her monotonous marriage, but admitted to a much more interesting range of experiences in her college days.

And while Hermione was behind in terms of pure skill, her competitiveness more than made up for it, especially when she was using the task to distract herself from the sudden career change of her mother.

"Not bad, but your cousin seems to be the better one," I murmured a few minutes. She raised her gaze, her eyes smoldering in a fit of anger mixed with desire, her lips still clasped around my girth.

She only found an amused expression on my face, which she didn't appreciate. "Why don't you take a look yourself," I added as I grabbed her hair, and pulled her up, earning a pained gasp in response.

That particular piece of rough treatment would have earned me an angry exclamation in any other circumstance even with all the training I had subjected her to, but luckily, I had the perfect distraction.

The vision of her mother on the screen, doing her best to enthusiastically deep-throat despite all the physical discomfort it had been causing her.

"How…" she murmured in a daze, still trying to process her shock.

I had no intention of giving enough space to succeed, of course. It was a one-time experience, and I wanted to use it to the limit. Since my grip was already around her hair, it wasn't difficult to pull her head down -accompanied by another pained gasp- and impale her mouth with my shaft, hardened to the limit in anticipation.

I cast another muggle repelling charm just in case.

Then, I added my other hand to the balance before pushing her head down, pushing my shaft deep into her throat.

She gagged and coughed, which interrupted her attempt to breathe, not that it was possible with her throat clogged.

"Damn, look at your cousin go," I reminded her even as I pushed her head down, not letting her forget the movie that was playing.

Her hands landed on my thighs as she tried to push herself up, but my grip had no give.

So, she continued to suffer under the uncomfortable treatment I had been subjecting her to, broken by occasional gasps and moans.

My eyes danced up and down, trying to enjoy the memories awakened by the screen and the enjoyment of the moment at the same time.

Soon, the scene changed, but Hermione continued her task.

Her single-minded focus only lasted until I cast a particular variation of cleaning spell to prepare her puckered hole, and also distracted her from her task sufficiently.

"Hey," she moaned in shock, not enjoying the unfamiliar cool sensation.

"It's the time for the next step," I said even as I pulled her up once more, her eyes turning towards the view of her mother, taking my shaft through her backdoor like a champion without the slightest hint of discomfort.

I had to give it to Emma, she had a truly spectacular ass, and a boundless desire for anal once it had been awakened. Now, I was about to test her daughter for the same desire.

"She's impressive, isn't she?" I asked shamelessly.

Hermione stayed silent, but I had no intention to let her silence to stretch, not when I had gone all the trouble putting muggle-repelling ward to ensure our privacy.

A slap exploded on her bottom, but my hand stayed there, slowly moving towards her puckered hole.

"You know I don't like it when you don't answer my questions," I said with a smirk adorning my lips, but there was an edge to it.

"Sorry," she answered reflexively before she could even have the opportunity to feel anger at my presumption.

Though after everything that we had done, I doubted such a little thing would make her react.

"And…" I dragged. "What about my question?"

"Yes, she is impressive," she managed to whisper in a defeated tone.

And to make things even better, she didn't even have to right to feel resentful for being forced to comment on her mother, not when she had claimed it was just a distant cousin.

"Do you think you can compete with her?" I asked, simultaneous with her shocked yelp. Its reason was simple.

I had used the opportunity to leverage the strategic placement of my fingers, and plopped it to her puckered hole, shocking her through the intrusion.

"I don't think that's appropriate-" she tried to say, but I just pushed another digit in, the jolt enough to cut her off.

"Come on, Mione, I trust you," I said as my finger started to move up and down. She looked at me desperately, hoping for a reprieve, but only found a dark amusement. Finally, she just nodded.

"Excellent," I whispered. "Now, lean forward, and put your hands on the seat in front of us." After a chuckle, I continued. "And don't forget to watch your cousin attentively, there's a lot you can learn from her."

She said nothing other than a barely audible murmur, already facing towards the screen. I guessed that her eyes were closed, but I didn't comment on it.

Keeping them closed was going to be rather difficult in just a few minutes.

While she considered the mistakes leading to her mother turned into an adult movie star, I continued probing her puckered hole with my fingers, their numbers increasing soon after.

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sorry for late upload 😔 I'm traumatized again, why?. because I accidentally read a h manga ntr and yeah I didn't see the tag, as a while i knew that it was ntr why? because I see a fking fat man with the fmc, and you're question was "you know it was going to be ntr, why didn't leave it?". because!!! I'm too curious!! when you read it too you will be curious too!.....so I did.....and I got traumatized again 😭 so I late upload.