Chapter 22: Lost in Limbo Part One.

Chapter 22: Lost in Limbo Part One. 

Harry dropped down to the ground in a low crouch and after shaking off a moments disorientation, he began to scan his surroundings, taking careful note of everything going on around him. He wished that he knew where he was, but he had a good idea that he very well might be somewhere where that he shouldn't be. There were a few humming sounds that echoed around him seemingly from out of nowhere and the green eyes of the wizard narrowed at that. They were whispers, whispers of strangled tongues in a language that Harry couldn't even being to make out.

'Well, I guess I'm not in Kansas any more,' Harry thought to himself making light of his current situation. He lifted his head up to take in the sight of the rather eerie sky above. 'Then again, something tells me that I might not be any place on Earth.'

Harry took note of something on the branches of a gnarled and rotted tree nearby. There was a flock of ravens resting upon it, all of them giving him a macabre "caw, caw, caw" and they kept getting louder as he moved forward.

The whistle in the wind made it difficult for him to concentrate but yet, Harry had to do so. He had to push forward, no matter what. His green eyes were locked forward on the path ahead and he had to walk down it.

'Ignore all distractions, focus on the objective, namely finding a way out of here,' Harry thought to himself as he kept up his swift strides, he remembered the lessons that he taught his students. As he was remembering that, there was one thought that went through his mind, a tormented and twisted thought, yes, but there were a few seconds where it resounded clearly.

What if there was no way out?

Harry shook his head to clear it; he couldn't afford to think along those lines. Yet, as he continued walking forwards, he was reminded of the Phantom Zone, which was a place where he had felt a similar air of overwhelming hopelessness. His green eyes were locked onto something glowing that lay ahead of him, he continued walking forwards toward it, knowing that his next step could be his last action.

'Easy does it, that's the trick,' Harry thought to himself, his green eyes were swimming with his intense thoughts as he kept moving forwards, closer and closer to where he wanted to go, where he had to go. He felt that...well, it didn't matter how he felt.

There was another whistling that seemed to come out of nowhere, causing Harry to stand up on edge. He listened closely and looked around his surroundings with narrowed eyes, trying to determine what exactly was it that he heard.

Were they demons nearby? He got the answer to that question quickly enough, as several strange beings stalked out of the shadows towards him.

Harry shook his head at the sight of them; whatever they were, they were certainly ugly enough to be considered demons. They didn't attack him right away, instead they slowly circled around him.

'At the moment of truth, prepare to strike,' he thought to himself, he could hear these creatures rounding upon him, getting ready to strike him from behind. Harry knew what he had to do, after using his X-Ray vision to make sure that these weren't overly elaborate illusions, he fired his heat vision at them in a wide arc, knocking them backwards.

He wasn't that fussed about the fact he hurt these things, he could feel the darkness and horrific emotions rolling off of them. So much so in fact, that it was making his head hurt, his green eyes widened in shock and then shut tightly in pain, he tried to hold his head up as he dropped to one knee.

'Well, fuck! This didn't work out as I planned,' Harry thought to himself as he conjured two energy weapons. His magic was acting rather wonky in this realm, although he could still perform it, it just took a bit more effort and he didn't quite know what was possible with it. That said, the sorcerer felt like he'd be drained of energy much faster than normal if he wasn't careful.

Doing a tuck and roll, the emerald eyed magic user hurled the energy daggers at his enemies, they flew through the air with a whoosh, another whoosh, a third whoosh, and then a sickening crack, followed up those whooshes. Harry staggered back half of a step back and looked up to the sky, checking to see if his adversaries were rounding upon him.

There was someone else approaching and Harry wasn't certain it was the welcome wagon. Never the less, the Emerald eyed enchanter kept careful watch on them and he couldn't help but notice, that whoever it was, it was female. Harry always thought that was a good thing, although perhaps not in this case, as his big brain decided to give his little brain the swift kick that it thought he needed to focus on the situation at hand.

Never the less, she was attacking his enemies so it seemed like she might be on his side, either that or she wanted him for herself. They went down so fast that Harry couldn't even make out what was happening. Then again, given the chaotic nature of this realm, Harry wondered if he could see everything clearly, even with his powers.

'Okay, so far, so good,' Harry thought to himself as he half held his head up, before shaking it as he closed his eyes. 'Actually not really good...but at the same time, really good.'

It was quite the paradox and Harry found himself focusing on the woman, as she dropped down into a crouching position before him. She gathered energy into her hands, then she fired, wrapping up the creatures in glowing silver chains of energy. He took advantage of that fact to offer his own input and with a vault forwards, the green eyed magicalalien propelled himself up, up, and away, then down onto the back of the head of a very dangerous adversary.

"Do not let up even for a moment! Given who they work for, they will not let up on you!"

Sound advice, Harry thought to himself, although he really didn't need to hear the blatantly obvious, still, he supposed it was the thought that counted. The individual rushed forward, knocking down her enemies with fury and precision. There was a hood up over her face.

"They have even helped the dark one displace my uncle," she said in a lower voice. Now that he could hear her clearly, Harry recognized her voice immediately. He know now, that he was in the Dark Dimension and he knew exactly who he was talking to.

Their enemies fled, much to Harry's surprise, to be perfectly honest, he wasn't going to be fussed by the fact they retreated, although he was very curious as to why.

Slowly, he turned back to face the hooded woman and he smiled at her before speaking. "Hello, Clea."

"Greetings, Har-Rell, it has been too long, but I can already tell from my observations that the student has surpassed the master tenfold," Clea said, choosing to keep her hood up for the time being.

Harry could tell from the way she was talking that their previous meeting was one that he hadn't experienced yet, although he had heard tales of this woman. Regardless, he would live that encounter when he lived it, such was the nature of time and space.

"I would like to apologize for might have happened."

Harry raised an eyebrow as he walked down the beaten path with Clea. The fact that they hadn't run into anything yet, meant very little to Harry, as there was always this sense that there was something about to pop around the corner.

"And your apologizing, why?"

"My mother sometimes decides to bring powerful beings to her realm in order to test them for her own amusement," Clea informed him from beneath her hood, having decided to keep it up for now. Given that she was hated by many in this place, it would be unwise to show her face until she got to a safe house, the less trouble that she attracted, the better everything would be. The young sorceress kept walking next to Harry and for a moment she paused. "She really does need to get laid sometimes."

Harry didn't really know how exactly to respond to that, although it did sound like it could lead toward something tantalizing in the future, so he decided to change the subject. "So how are..."

"….Yes, I'm sure that you're wondering about things between Stephen and myself...it was nothing more than a passing fancy. A way to pass the time because I was bored on that weekend and it didn't get too far past some casual conversation," Clea said as she continued to lead the way forward. "The man is married to his work as the Sorcerer Supreme, a title that he only holds onto by the merest technicality. Then again, those who are far more worthy of it, wouldn't be able to focus upon it as much as he does, due to the fact that they have other responsibilities."

Harry smiled at that, he understood the implications of what she was saying and he was intrigued by the fact that she thought so highly of him. He was also interested in the details of the past meeting between the two of them might have had, but that was something they would have to explore at a future time.

"We are almost there, I just ask you have a bit more patience," Clea said, as she looked over her shoulder towards him. After some time had passed, she paused suddenly and held up her hand motioning for him to stop. Harry looked up to see another figure flying in the air above them, Clea watched its progress alongside him for a while.

"Merely a raven," Clea stated with a fairly dismissive tone, then she resumed walking forward, quickening her pace towards their destination. Eventually, the woman made her way towards a door and she opened it.

She pulled the hood of her cloak down slowly, as she spoke for the first once they were inside. "Welcome home...although from your perspective, I suspect you're being welcomed here for the first time."

Harry caught a good look at the vision of beauty standing right in front of him. Naturally, he always thought Strange was a bit eccentric, but her beauty proved just how eccentric that he was, if willingly passed someone like this. Then again, as Clea mentioned, the man was very much married to his work.

Her white blonde hair flowed freely down her shoulders and she had simmering blue eyes that stared at him with so much passion that it was rather erotic, her tasty looking lips were pursed together nicely in a rather alluring smile.

He took a long look at her amazing body, she'd taken off the cloak that she was wearing to reveal the tight purple shirt she had on underneath. Her nice breasts, that must have been a good D Cup at the very least, strained firmly against it and Harry could have sworn that he saw her stiff nipples on the other side of the fabric. She had an extremely flat stomach without an ounce of fat on it. Her ass was wide and delicious and she had long legs that stretched down for miles. Her body was a treat with how much the suit clung to it and she put most models to shame.

"So, what do you think?" Clea asked as she bent over against a nearby table, giving him a nice look at her delicious ass.

"It's wonderful," Harry said to her and there was a second where he paused to truly appreciate the view she was offering him. Clea smiled widely at that, this was a place that they would share, or rather they did share depending on whose perspective you looked at it from, some of their most intimate evenings together.

"So your uncle..."

"….Hasn't been seen since you humiliated him, although with someone like the Dread Dormammu, you would be wise to never quite count him out."

Given the archaic designs and handsomely carved interior, Harry thought that it was pretty solid looking, although he did want to get a better look around later.

Harry smiled, that was something that went without saying, someone like that would always be around causing problems, until the day came that they were dead and buried.

Turning from her, the emerald green eyes of Harry Potter examined the building around him. Given the archaic designs and handsomely carved interior, he thought that it was pretty solid looking, although he did want to get a better look.

Before he could really get a good look around the house though, another voice, a bit more sultry than Clea's, broke it's way into his consciousness. "Clea, I didn't know that you'd brought company."

Harry spun around to face a woman standing in the shadows before him, and she was quite the woman indeed. He wasn't even going to try and deny that fact, she had dark hair and wore a tight black outfit that wrapped around her body snugly. She had supple breasts and outfit offered him a glimpse of her cleavage. It wrapped just as tightly around her snug ass and her long legs seemed to go one for miles.

She took a few steps forward towards him and the tight body suit flexed with her movements, she circled around him much like a predator would with a wry smile on her face. She reached forward to placed her hand on Harry's chest.

"And quite the company that you have brought us, oh yes, indeed," she purred lustfully, as she recalled their previous encounters, although by his perspective, she remembered this was their first time meeting.

"So, you must be Clea's mother?" Harry questioned her, he'd heard about Umar before from Strange, who'd mentioned in passing that she was Dormammu's younger sister.

"Yes, I'm Umar, and you're Har-Rell, how magnificent it is to see you again," Umar said as she ran her hands down Harry's chest as if she was trying to figure out whether or not that the younger model passed the inspection when compared to his older form. When she found out that he did, her smile widened even more turning into a full blown smirk.

"Mother...a word, if you please," Clea said from behind her and turning to look towards her, Umar could see the urgent look on her daughter's face.

"Can't this wait..."

"….No! It can't," Clea said and there was a note of urgency in her voice. "Did you drag him into the Dark Dimension..."

"….Are you perhaps implying that I dragged Har-Rell into the Dark Dimension, just so I could get a booty call?" Umar asked and her daughter's mouth hung open as she blinked. After collecting herself with a sigh, Clea slowly nodded up and down.

Umar offered her a cheeky grin as she continued to trail her hand up and down Harry's chest. "Well...as enticing as the thought might be, that wasn't the purpose in bringing Har-Rell here...in fact, I didn't bring him here personally, but I have a good idea as to who might have done the deed."

Now, Harry was even more intrigued then he had been previously, but before he could try and fish for more information, there was a strangled whimper and a series of whines. He frowned as he heard a weak voice in his head, one that didn't belong to any of his girls..

'Help me, help me, help me.'

Then it went dead quiet and he shook his head, the Dark Dimension may have very well messed with his mind; it was always a possibility that it might have happened and it did in fact happen during his previous visit.

"We have a problem, although simply calling it a problem, might be an understatement," Umar said to Harry as the trio sat around the sitting room, it had a nice and homey feel to it. Although, given that Harry suspected that the Dark Dimension was all about deception, he was going to keep his head up and his eyes forward.

"What kind of problem?" Harry asked the two women and it was Clea who answered him.

"I managed to take over the Dark Dimension after my uncle disappeared, but there are still a group of demons that want my head. Not because they are loyal to him, but because they want power for themselves," Clea informed Harry and he took a sip of the tea he'd been offered as he listened to her speak, he done all kinds of scanning spells on it to make sure it passed muster, before he did so. "They defied him as well, although less prominently than they have me."

"Tell me more," Harry commented as he took another sip from the cup of tea, it really was quite good.

"They aren't doing this without help, there are other realms, other creatures that are far more dangerous than my uncle was, including this so called Arch Demon," Clea said to Harry and there was a sense that there was something dark and dismal outside.

Umar jumped in to continue tale, giving her daughter a chance to catch her breath. "And I've heard rumors that he wishes to earn the loyalties of those in the Dark Dimension as a way to gain enough power to conquer your realm. Once that is done, it will allow him to conquer each subsequent world."

"There is another rumor that there is a portal located on Earth, although what it is, and where it is, I have no idea," Clea continued, picking up from were her mother left off.

Harry thought about that fact, the fact he didn't much more than they did disturbed him, he rested his chin between the pointer finger and thumb of his right hand, then stroked it slowly.

"And you don't know either," Umar stated, she was rather interested in the situation at hand. She also wanted to get a good feel for how this version of Har-Rell acted and what he had to offer.

"Well if I did know, I would tell you," Harry offered her and a wide smile crossed Umar's face, the light catching her rosy red lips in such a way that they glistened wetly.

"True, although you are the type of person that plays hard to get," Umar said as she placed her hand on Harry's thigh.

Harry closed his eyes for a brief second at her rather intimate touch and then he snapped them back open. He focused them on the woman before him as he smirked slightly at her. "Well, it might seem that I'm playing hard to get, but you're not really approaching things using the right tactics."

"You know what? Your right I should...try...harder," Umar stated placing particular emphasis on that one word, but then there was a knock on the door that interrupted their conversation.

"Duty calls," Clea said with a sigh as she got up to her feet and walked over to the door. Whether it was done purposefully or not, Harry could see her ass swaying as she made her way towards it, she grabbed hold of the handle, clicking the door open.

A hunched figure looked at her, with a glare in his eyes. Clea could sense the hostility from him, but this one knew far better than to try and do anything to her.

"He's making his move towards you, my lady," the demon informed her with a low bow. "Yes...he's moving...very closely towards you."

"You've done well," Clea said and Harry raised an eyebrow at that, but said nothing. Harry didn't bother to ask the question because he knew that Clea would answer him soon enough. Surely enough, she walked back towards them and she had a frantic gleam in her eyes.

"So?" Umar prompted her as to a way to keep her from going into shock, things were much too important for her daughter to become panicked by the situation.

"He's...he's found a way to breach the barriers," Clea stated to her mother and she knew that she better clarify. "He found someone who had the proper harmonic vibrations, finally."

"I thought you managed to send him back?" Umar questioned as she crossed her arms underneath her chest, then she turned to face Harry. "She's referring to that vile demon known as Belasco."

"Belasco?" Harry asked her with a raised eyebrow. He had heard the name before, during his lessons with the MIA Sorcerer Supreme.

"Yes, I trust that Stephen has told you the stories about him, he never misses the chance to tell tales of his past battles, although these conquests may not be of the most satisfactory type," Umar said and there was a second where Clea smiled, before she jumped in with a further explanation.

"Yes, he's been trying to take control of the Dark Dimension, but he never has had the ambition to actually do so before now," Clea said and she looked extremely thoughtful.

A thought hit Harry hard at that exact moment as he remembered something that had been mentioned to him earlier by the two women standing before him.

"What about that arch demon that you talked about earlier?" Harry questioned them and they locked eyes with each other.

"Belasco is not one to follow, he's the type who uses others to do his dirty work for him," Clea commented with a smile, before pausing for a moment to consider something before speaking once more. "Then again, perhaps he thinks that he's using this demon to do his dirty work."

"He'd be barking up the wrong tree if that was the case," Umar said seriously. "Then again, considering the fact we're dealing with someone who has the ego the size of a small country..."

"….Say no more," Harry replied in a crisp and cool voice as he looked outside through a nearby widow.

"There's something to the North of here," Clea stated as she held up an amulet that had been resting around her neck. Harry hadn't really noticed it until now, which surprised him given that it was nestled right up against her cleavage.

There was a second where the amulet remained stationary and then it lifted into the air, before turning red, then blue, then green, and then red again.

"Different threats coming," Clea muttered underneath her breath and she took a half of a step forward, only for a thump to startle all three of them. It was rather sudden because of the silence that preceded it.

Harry grabbed her around the waist and then frowned as he tried to get a lock on the sounds, but there was a very pressing whimpering noise in his head once more.

"Be careful," Harry breathed into her ear and Clea nodded her head in understanding. She allowed him to slip on past her, then she followed him closely from behind.

"Yes, I know, thank you," Clea told Harry and there was a seconds calm.

This seconds calm was in fact the calm before the storm as Harry saw the creature approaching. The two women had followed him outside of the house.

"Come and face me Sorceress!" the being before them, bellowed at the top of his lungs. "You will not stop the master from claiming his rightful throne!"

"Your master isn't equipped for much, but then again, he's the type that is always overcompensating for something, if your size is any clue to his preference," Clea said to him and there was a flash of malice that went through her eyes as she sauntered forward.

Harry could hear another whimper for help, but he was the one who might need help, seeing as how this massive creature with a flaming ax took another step towards him.

"We'll see what happens now!" the creature grumbled as he charged forwards with his axe lifted high over his head.

Clea hurled an energy ring like a discus towards it, it spun through the air making a whistling sound and wrapped tightly around this large creature as it made contact. He gave a howl of discontent as he staggered back, but then he broke through her most powerful spell and stepped forwards to smack her down to the ground with a thunderous crack of his fist.

Clea shook off the attack and she tried to get to her feet, but it felt like her knees were about to collapse out from under her, in fact one could say that it felt like she was standing on a foundation made of quick sand. She couldn't help but feel like she was heavily outmatched considering her current situation.

"How can you hope to defeat the master? If you cannot defeat me!" the menace crowed at the top of his lungs. Harry took advantage of the creatures lack of attention to pop up out the shadows and nail him with a huge rocket buster of a punch to the back of the head.

"I guess I'm going to have to do something like that," Harry stated to him dryly.

The beast crashed down to the ground and a loud thump resounded outwards from the point of impact. Pushing himself onto his hands and knees, the beast lifted his head up into the air and howled his outrage, as he tried to scramble back up to his feet. Harry held his hand up and made the international sign for the beast to bring it.

Needless to say, the beast brought it, although bringing it in this case involved him opening his mouth wide and spitting fire directly at Harry. The emerald eyed sorcerer conjured his best shield to block the flames, while he dodged out of the way, he figured that if it was going to block it, it would block it, if not? At least he got his ass out of the way.

The green eyes of Harry Potter locked onto the creature as Umar nailed him in the back of the legs with a spell, which caused the creature to sink into the ground.

"We have more trouble upon the horizon!" she said and one the demons grabbed her from behind. She tried to shrug them off, but they succeeding in dragging her off.

Clea tried to move forwards to help her, but black vines ensnared her, Harry released her from them easily enough with a burst of heat vision, alongside a few well-placed cutting spells. Exactly what did, he wasn't certain and he wasn't too interested in finding out. The emerald eyes of the wizard burned bright as he took another couple of steps forward to help Umar.

"Do not...worry about me...protect...ah...ah...NO!" she shrieked out as she tried break the hold her two enemies hand upon her with little success, only for them to go flying into the air a moment later.

"I've got you," Harry muttered, catching hold of her after dispatching them and Umar shook her head in relief as he kept his eyes upon her.

"There's something coming from due North!" Clea yelled out to them after she took note of something approaching rapidly from that direction.

Surely enough, she was right, it was an extremely ugly demon, at first Harry thought were three of them, but it turned out to be one massive demon with three heads stampeding forwards towards them. His green eyes locked onto the beast and Harry wondered if it was going to be an even bigger problem than the one from before.

He flew forwards towards it and dodged a clumsy attempt by one of the heads to snatch him out of midair with a snap of it's jaws.

"Must crush you!"

"Hardly," Clea said as she conjured a magical spear and then launched it into the chest of the Demon.

That slowed the creature down, long enough for Harry to conjure a pair of brass knuckles, which he then slammed repeatedly into the chest of the creature. It staggered back a few inches as Harry poured on the attacks. The green eyed wizard raised his hands then clapped them together launching a sonic attack that caused it to fly backwards.

Roaring in angry, it grabbed Harry by the arms and tried to rip him apart like a wishbone.

Harry's strength was far greater and he slammed his feet into the creatures chest, before he kicked off hard, breaking the grip of the Demon and causing the creature to stagger back once more. It was nearly off of its feet and Harry vowed to bring it down, he swung his elbow like a baseball bat to crack against the skull of his enemy.

The enemy gave a pained howl as he dropped down to the ground. Harry reared his hand back and then rocked him with shot after shot. He then trapped in a block of conjured rock, leaving on his middle face fee. If Harry recalled correctly, for this particular breed of demon, the center face was the one that did the planning.

"Who sent you?" Harry asked it, demanding an as answer as his eyes glowed red.

"Star Child, you should never have come to this realm," he growled. "He still hates you for your past transgressions against him."

'Bloody time travel,' Harry thought, wondering what he did in the past this time.

"The Terrible One and his puppet Balasco will destroy you! You know that, don't you? YOU WILL BE CRUSHED!" the three headed demon growled out as he looked up towards Harry with malice.

"So that fool sent you, well, he is no closer to defeating me than anyone else who has tried," Clea stated and this caused a round of laughter to issue forth from the demon. There was a moment's pause and then the laughter got even louder.

"He has someone to help him now, she has certain qualities that will allow him to use her to accomplish his goals," the demon commented as he looked up at him. "Do not!...Do not think that even though the portal to Earth hides, he doesn't have a back up plan! This realm and the Star Child's adopted home world are doomed!"

"Yeah, heard that, been there, done that," Harry replied in a bored voice and then he broke the demon's neck, turning he left the body within the block of stone to suffocate. He had very little sympathy for most demon's after all.

Clea's eyes flashed for a brief second and she shook her head. "We might have a bit of a situation here."

Harry knew that there was more she was willingly to tell him and he was more then willing to learn.

"We have...we have a bit of a problem here," Clea concluded with a grimace.

"Yes, you established that already," Harry told her and she shook her head.

"The portal...we know what it is now, we know now it's a person, but can we find it in time?" Clea asked him and Umar chimed in with a few words of her own.

"Even if we find the portal...it doesn't mean that we're going to be able to protect it from the Terrible One," Umar said.

"Who is this Terrible One?" Harry asked him.

"He has many names, all you need to know is that he is an extremely powerful Arch Demon," Clea said and Harry understood that it was not a subject that was spoken of too often. Based upon the look of apprehension in the eyes of both women that this was a situation that was beyond anything that any of them had to deal with. "But we know that he has a plan and now he has a pawn that will allow him to get to the portal."

"Does he?" Harry asked tensely.

He heard another faint cry for help in his head, but at this point, he was trying not to focus on them too much. The fact that they happened at such odd times, meant that he couldn't even begin to pinpoint the person's location. Even though it sounded like someone's soul screaming out for him in pain, he had to keep calm.

"Is there a problem?" Umar asked him.

Harry decided to be honest. "I keep hearing someone cry out for help."

Clea put her hand on her chin and looked extremely thoughtful at that statement. There was a sense that she was looking into Harry's very soul as she looked into his eyes. "Well I most certainly don't hear anything, but that doesn't mean anything. As you well know, there are many within this Dimension who may wish to trick or fool you for whatever reason."

Harry smiled, he got that message loud and clear a very long time ago.

Clea was not done and she amended her statement further. "However...it doesn't mean that it's not worth taking a closer look at. These cries for help...how often are they? Are they faint?"

"Faint and at random times, I haven't been able to pinpoint the source," Harry told her and Clea nodded calmly.

"Then, there really isn't anything that you could do about it at this point in time," Clea told him as she placed her hand gently upon his. "I knew that you would come back."

She switched tracks so abruptly that it was almost jarring to him.

"Even though it's technically the second time you've come here and the first time we've met...I must admit that I was a bit surprised when you were taken on as an apprentice for the Sorcerer Supreme. Given that your power and your potential outstrips his, although perhaps I was looking towards the older version of yourself, now that will be something truly amazing."

She placed one leg over his and then shifted so she was straddling him. She leaned towards him and Harry was given quite the view of her cleavage, before she leaned against him. Her body felt warm pressed up against his.

"Stephen's...attraction...to me was quaint, but it was merely a way for me to pass my time, not that it would have ever gotten that far," Clea whispered into his ear with a smile and then turned to her mother watching her closely. She paused for a moment, but Umar offered a smile and a few words of encouragement.

"Oh no, please don't stop on my account," Umar said as she waved them on.

"Don't worry, I won't," Clea said with a bright smile that got even brighter, she placed her arms around Harry's neck. "I have watched you and saw what you've done from afar...with many other women of different races, ages, you've given them unmistakable pleasure and rest assure, Har-Rell, you will only get stronger from this point out."

Harry smiled, of course he was going to get stronger. For someone like him, the sky was the limit and then he would go even beyond the sky. His green eyes stared back at Clea's and he pulled the woman in towards him, both of them taking a nice long look at each other as they stared the other down.

Her lips looked so moist, so juicy, he needed to take a taste of them and he would indulge himself upon them in due time.

Her mouth parted, and Harry pushed his tongue in between her lips and they exchanged an extremely powerful kiss as the Ruler of the Dark Dimension writhed on his lap. He pulled her into his chest and felt her body.

Clea saw his attentive actions; his hands were everywhere, on her shoulders, her back, her breasts, her ass, every single location that he could reach. His fingers brushed against her and she ground up against him as Harry had his fun with her.

Umar leaned back and watched him relieve Clea of her clothes with a smile and his shirt was now completely off. He was drool worthy.

She would allow her daughter to get her turn for she would be taking a ride with the Star Child soon enough.

Clea smiled with an extremely wide grin on her face, it was almost cat like the quality. She unbuttoned her soon to be lover's shirt immediately and her hand slowly slipped down his pants and then went inside his shorts. A triumphant smile spread over her face and a hungry look continued to escalate as she prepared to watch him, a smile working over her face.

"Mmm, I think I'm going to enjoy this," she purred as she licked the inside of her lips and there was a bit of drool coming out from them.

The drool got even more prominent as she pulled his huge cock out from the other side of his pants. She watched it and saw it. It was twelve inches long and extremely thick. She held the iron hard member in her hand and slowly but surely, she worked her hand up and down on him, stroking him.

"Oh, so fucking good," Harry grunted as he felt her hand stroke him up and down. His green eyes closed as he felt her soft hand and he reached over, slipping her robes down to expose even more of her body. He enjoyed the visual buffet of flesh that presented itself before him. He saw her gorgeous and round breasts with rosy red nipples that beckoned him and he knew that he would be able to put his mouth on them, to suck on the tender buds.

"Don't just stare, darling, indulge me," Clea moaned and his hand reached down and pushed a few fingers inside her honey pot whilst his mouth went on her breast. Clea used her free hand to place on the back of her head and Harry closed his eyes as he began to suck on her tits. They tasted extremely good as well and his cock was getting immensely hard.

She stroked him and then went down. His face was filled with frustration as her breasts left it but she quickly popped his phallus in between her lips. The taste and the texture of this monster organ was not something that she was going to take lightly as she hungrily slurped his manhood down her throat.

Her lips tightened around him and she fondled his balls, squeezing them lustfully. There was a few seconds where she worked him over. The blonde woman kept working her mouth up and down his pole, allowing more of his member to enter her throat.

Umar watched her daughter go down on this man, no this god, her eyes were widened and her lips went around him. The older woman pushed her fingers into her own sopping cunt and pushed back and forth, riding her fingers. She offered a panting moan.

Her daughter wrapped her tit flesh around Har-Rell's pole, pumping him up and down, as she kissed the tip of his cock and sucked on it.

"Fuck, I want to taste that sweet pussy of yours," Harry grunted.

"Soon, love, soon," she moaned as she kept pushing back and forth on his pole, ensuring that it would go between her breasts with ease and she captured the tip of his head with a nice kiss, licking and slurping his massive dick. There was a few seconds where Harry had to really close his eyes and feel the pleasure. Her hand wrapped around his balls and then she slid her way up towards his cock to firmly grasp it.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Harry groaned as she decided to push him back on the couch.

Harry grabbed two hearty hands full of her ass and forced her hot pussy down upon his mouth. He became to munch on her sopping hot cunt and his tongue buried deep into her. She tasted sweet with a huge hint of sin.

Clea went down on his cock as hard as she could and Umar furiously masturbated herself raw to her daughter's actions.

"You know, there is something more pleasurable than your finger than you could use."

A second Harry was standing in front of her and Umar smiled as she wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and pushed him back onto the bed.

"I forgot how versatile you were, my love," she said as she groped his balls and prepared her entrance so he could enter her. It had been a long time since she took this monster cock inside of her.

"OH FUCK!" Harry yelled as her tight pussy wrapped around his python with a crushing grip. He felt her sink down onto him, her walls lubricating his surface and she pushed up.

"Like that, good, I would hate for you to be mad at me, lover," Umar purred as she rocked her hips down onto them and Harry lifted his hands up, groping her breasts.

His cock went into her pussy and Harry felt her clench against him, rocking her hips back and forth against him. No matter what she was able to do, Harry was feeling the pleasure and his loins felt like they were on fire. This was the the best, this goddess riding him and Harry cupped her breasts, feeling every single inch of her glorious tit flesh as she worked around the base of his cock.

"Oh, ah, oh, ah, yes," Harry grunted as she worked her juice box around his large prick. She squeezed him, milking him as she had an extremely powerful orgasm.

The way that Harry manhandled her tits was turning the woman on.

Not to be out done, Clea was on her hands and knees, waving her juicy ass in front of Harry's face. Harry grabbed her around the hips and prepared to enter her from behind. Her dripping slit was prepared for him and Harry brushed his cock head against her hot walls. The green eyes of Harry Potter flowed with amazing desire as he prepared to enter her.

With one thrust, Clea felt her walls stretch and he pummeled into her.

"You wanted that, didn't you?" Harry growled at her.

"Yes, you have a big cock, a really big cock, you are the fucking Sorcerer Supreme!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as Harry sawed into her from behind, his huge dick pummeling her walls.

Harry felt her walls tighten around him and she orgasmed as heavily. His dupe was being ridden like there was no tomorrow by Umar, her hips wrapped around his cock.

"Oh, yes, ah, yes!" Harry growled as she slammed her tightening hips around him.

"Feel this, oh feel this, fuck your cock is so fucking huge!" Umar yelled as she rocked her shapely backside against his balls. They were nice and large, with her rocking back against him.

"FUCK!" Clea shouted at the top of her lungs as his long cock pushed all the way into her and he cupped her D Cup breasts as he continued to saw into her from behind.

Harry enjoyed hanging onto Clea's waist and spearing his huge cock into her. Her moans got even more intense as he kept rocking into her, back and forth. Her whines got louder.

She loved it, loving how this monster cock was ripping her apart. Her pussy moistened as she was dominated and she yelped in pleasure as Harry slapped her ass.

"Bet you're nothing but a slut that loves to be dominated be me!" Harry yelled and the state of her told him everything that he needed to know. He worked his cock between her legs, spearing in and out of her. Her breasts were his to mold and play with as he saw fit. Her blue eyes flashed as he ran her hand down her stomach and then cupped her breasts. "I think I'll take this ass for me too."

"Please...oh...please," Clea moaned as she got wet at the thought of Harry being balls deep in her ass.

"Yes, fuck my daughter's ass, split her in half," Umar demanded as she looked like a wanton slut as she kept riding Harry up and down, feeling his cock press into her body and into her womb. It was so deep into her.

Harry was not going to turn down a request from a lady and she was on her hands and knees. Harry brushed his fingers against the edge of her ass and slammed into her. She closed her eyes, feeling her ass stretch to accommodate his massive rod as it went all the way into her.

"FUCK!" she yelled as Harry took her hole for his own and he grabbed onto her, ramming into her like she was a prize that he one.

Umar rocked her hips back, she was preparing herself for Harry's explosion, although she was struggling to keep up with him. She stubbornly stayed the course, although she would be sore in the morning. Her daughter getting buggered in her bum caused her to feel even more pleasure. His massive prick slammed in and out of her inner chambers and she closed her eyes.

"Need your cum, so bad," Clea moaned as she could have sworn that she had two different cocks filling each of her holes although her mind was a blur. All she knew was that she was getting her brains fucked out and she loved every single minute of it.

"Slut, you're going to get so much cum that you're going to be drowning in it," Harry growled and she felt both her pussy and her ass get pummeled from either side.

"Yes, I'm your cum whore, I want to drown in it," she agreed as she worked her hips and ass at the same time. She channeled power to her vagina and squeezed him as he pushed into her.

Harry's balls tightened and he sent a rocketing flurry of cum, pumping his huge load into her cunt. Clea pushed back against him, rocking back and forth with her hips.

Umar slammed down onto his huge prick and her walls wrapped around him as she moaned loudly. She allowed Harry's cum to shoot into her womb as well. She was pumped up into more cum that she can handle.

Both mother and daughter felt pleased but in some ways, they were getting warmed up.

Harry smiled as he saw both of them passed out on the bed, with bright smiles on his face. He felt rather relaxed and recharged as he did every time he had sex and quite the sex that was. There was one thought that went through Harry's head and that was that the student had outstripped the teacher.

He took a few moments to listen rather closely for the sound of the cries for help but he heard nothing at all.

For now at least.