All I Want for Christmas

All I Want For Christmas

Planting a trail of kisses up her neck, Bellatrix\'s lips
finally met her sister\'s. She whispered softly, "You will do this with me,
Narcissa." Starting at her chin, Bellatrix slowly ran her tongue down
through Narcissa\'s cleavage and across her stomach. She paused when she reached
the top of her panties and started kissing the inside of Narcissa\'s thighs,
which were now comfortably spread.

"I will do no such thing!" Narcissa retorted, trying to keep her head
despite her older sister\'s ministrations.

Unexpectedly, Bellatrix dove down and kissed her sister\'s crotch, tasting her
through the thin panties. Narcissa bucked with the new wave of ecstasy and was
soon dripping on to the sheets. The brunette broke from her nuzzling but bit on
the fabric covering the swollen pussy; she pulled back, removing the knickers
first with teeth, then hands. "Are you sure about that?" she cooed.

All Narcissa could do was nod. Bellatrix knelt up, and admired the pale figure
before her. All this attention giving was making her soaking wet as well. She
decided to remove her underwear, slowly. Reaching behind her back and
unclasping her bra, she let the shoulder straps hang loosely off her shoulders
and ran a finger across her collarbones. With a cute pout and a wriggle the bra
fell at her knees. Picking up the item and languidly dropping it off the side
of the bed, Bellatrix knelt up and slowly ran her hands from the back of her
neck, down to her cleavage, moaning slightly, and on to her knickers .

She rested her hands on either side of her crotch and slid hhumbhumbs under the
waistband. Leaning back slightly, and spreading her legs a little, she pulled
the elastic as far as it would go, allowing Narcissa a tantalizing glance at
her sweet opening. She then, for the coupe de grace, slowly folded them over
and over until the very top of her crack was visible. Leaning forward and
sitting back a little, she obscured the view of her sex as long as possible.
Crawling out of her knickers, Bellatrix knelt up slowly again, keeping her
parts covered by her arms, then her hands, then just one hand.

She finished by running a finger over her slit and slowly sucked off the fluid.
Narcissa watched this with awestruck arousal, feeling almost obliged to applaud
the fantastic display. All she could muster was an approving, throaty purr.

Bellatrix crawled toward her in a predatory manner, a lustful smile hanging
over her lips. She bent down and lovingly stroked Narcissa\'s thighs, getting
closer and closer to her opening. Narcissa moaned to indicate she was ready for
what was to come, or that she thought she was, as her sister trailed her finger
over the entrance to the warm cave and tasted some of the pre-cum.

Finally, she inserted a finger gently into the slit. Narcissa let out a loud
scream, orgasming with pleasure. She couldn\'t help the quickness of it as it
had been far too long since she had allowed another to touch her in such a way.

"And I only just touched you," Bellatrix taunted, as her finger was
squeezed by the tight muscles.

"More, I need more," Narcissa gasped as the sheer pleasure rocked her
body. Bellatrix added another finger into the tight folds, sliding them
increasingly vigorously in and out.

Narcissa soaked her sister\'s hand and the sheets with her juices, and she
played with her nipples and breasts as Bellatrix massaged her clit, rapturous,
making up for lost time and pleasure.

The blonde\'s inner muscles tightened and Bellatrix delivered a final thrust,
simultaneously pinching Narcissa\'s clit hard. "OH GOD!" Narcissa
screamed, orgasming violently, clenching hard as wave after wave of ejaculate
splattered against Bellatrix\'s wrist.


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Looking upon Narcissa\'s limp form as she lay panting breabreath, Bellatrix
licked her hand clean of most of the cum and wiped the rest on the velvet cloth
that sat on the bedside table. "Now will you do it?"

Narcissa, after regaining her breath, nodded quietly. "Just this
once."

"We only need one time," the brunette smirked. "I\'ll set up the
date and time with him. And do cheer up, Narci. I promise you it\'ll be
fun."

--

Lucius Malfoy was not truly an innocent to any sort of sport. At the age of
eighteen, having just completed his education at Hogwarts, he considered
himself expert on nearly every topic. It was typically arrogant behaviour from
a young man but in Lucius\' case, his experiences could outweigh those of any
average student.

He came from a long line of Purebloods; the Malfoys went back further than the
Blacks, although not by much. It was said that the the Malfoy line had been
created, they nearly consumed the world in their deviations. The Black line was
created to hold the Malfoys in check and vice versa. Such an accord worked
well: the Blacks demonstrated their prejudices openly and in rather extreme
fashions while the Malfoys seemed content to plot from the sidelines.

Lucius\' family had been quite close to the Blacks, as was the custom, and most
of his formative years had been around such creatures. He thought he knew them
all very well. Bellatrix, however, fully intended to prove him otherwise. To
this end, on one fine afternoon, she interrupted his daily shopping trip
through the market square.

"Lovely melons you\'re touching, Lucius," she stated quite brazenly,
as though no one within earshot could figure out the innuendoes within that
sentence.

Lucius put the two pieces of fruit down, smiling ruefully. "Thank you. I\'m
trying to make an informed decision. I believe the proper way to tell if one is
ripe is by squeezing it, correct?"

Bellatrix smirked and ran a red tongue over her upper teeth. "That is one
way, yes." She moved to his side. "You have to be careful, though,
not to squeeze them too hard. These things need a touch of delicacy."

"Don\'t worry: I\'m good with my hands."

"Are you now? Best to caress the skin of the melon first. Get a good feel
of it."

t;Oit;Oi! You two! Quit masturbatin\' the fruit! You going to buy
something?" the shopkeeper growled out at them. He didn\'t much care for
the innuendoes and was a rather busy man these days. No time for idle
stragglers intending to make a big joke out of his products.

Bellatrix sneered. "How rude." Locking arms with Lucius, she steered
him away from the cart. "Perhaps you\'d care for a test on...melon
squeezing."

"That would depend on the nature of the test. I\'m utterly horrid at
multiple choice."

"You know exactly what sort of test I\'m talking about." Her lips
ended up right by his ear. "I want you."

He graced her with a smile. "Rather unsubtle, my dear."

"So is your hand on my breast, Lucius."

&quo, ye, yes." He moved his appendage off her. "I take it you have a
place in mind?"

Bellatrix gave him the name of a hotel, which he initially balked at. Resorting
to hotels for assignations was so very common, not their way. But she claimed
all or nothing. The time was mentioned, late at night, which he agreed to.

"I\'ll see you then, Lucius."

"You\'ll have to letof mof my arse first, Bellatrix."

She stopped pinching him and withdrew, laughing mentally at her plot. He had no
idea or suspicion that Narcissa would be joining in the festivities of that
night. And he wouldn\'t unt until she deigned to tell him.

--

Lucius arrived right on time at the hotel room. He knocked twice and was
greeted by the stunning visual of Bellatrix in a tight red gown. Her black silk
gloves were elbow length and her hair was brushed out, framing her features.
She was no delicate lady, but rather presented the figure of a dominatrix.

She ushered the Malfoy into the room. "Very prompt, I like that. It shows
how eager you are," she hissed at him, running her hands up his arms.
"Go sit on the bed. I\'ll be over there in a minute."

Lucius took off his cloak and outer robes, clad in just black trousers and a
white silk shirt. He removed the black silk ribbon that held back his hair: if
he were to be lying down, Lucius did not care to do so with a lump under his
head. Expensive leather shoes came off, following by his socks and belt.

Bellatrix shut the door just enough to leave a small crack in the door.
Flipping the locks so that they made a noise, she returned to Lucius and knelt
before him. "Unzip me." Her tone was commanding and Lucius knew that
she would allow nothing but obedience from him. For a moment, he thought of
rebelling as he was unaccustomed to surrendering control, but to do that could
mean the end of their rendezvous. And, so, without a word of protest, Lucius
slowly tugged down the zipper, finding the sound deafening in the silence of
the hotel room.

Lucius felt himself tense up with anticipation. Bella was tanner than himself,
and her features weren\'t as pointy. But her lips were thin enough to look
reptilian when she smiled and her eyes were positioned just so, giving her a
feral look.

Under the gown, she wore a black bra with matching knickers and garters, cut to
perfectly accent her curves. Enjoying Lucius\' appraising look, she lifted a
heeled foot and placed it firmly between Lucius\' legs, the pointed tip right
against his groin.

"Like what you see?" Bellatrix didn\'t need an answer, she already
knew the truth.

Lucius nodded, as happy as his family rule wou would allow him to be and he
resisted the tremendous urge to rub his crotch against her leg like a horny
dog.

"Didn\'t hear that, Malfoy," she warned.

"I like what I see." His reply was almost instinctual and he wasn\'t
adept at lying when he was this aroused.

Bellatrix smiled; content for now. "I\'m in the mood for some fun, pet. Lie
back on the bed."

She removed her foot from his groin to allow his movement, watching and smiling
that feral smile as he moved his arse onto the bed and lay down in the middle
of it.

Opening up the nightstand drawer and reaching underneath the Bible, she pulled
out five black ribbons. "Have any problems with being tied up?" It
was rare for her to bother asking, as it was far more fun when her partner did
not suspect.

Lucius glanced at the ribbons, well aware that being tied up by Bellatrix Black
was not the smartest thing he could ever do, but he\'d be damned if he would
back down in front of her. He appraised them, considering length and width,
noting that they didn\'t seem that strong. Surely he could break them, if
necessary...

"No objections," he stated with a confidence he didn\'t quite feel,
and that was all the encouragement Bellatrix needed.

It didn\'t take her very long to secure his ankles and his wrists to the bed.
The fifth ribbon was used as a blindfold, sending him into the world of
darkness. Her hands deftly undid the buttons to his shirt, opening it up and
touching the skin underneath. Sharp nails caressed pale muscles and he shivered
at the coldness of her touch.

"How does that make you feel?" she purred seductively.

Lucius was NOT wasn\'t going to say \'vaguely frightened\', even though the mere
thought of those nails elsewhere on his anatomy would be enough to make any
other man shrivel just a bit. The Malfoy, however, hardened under her touch:
his accursed love for pain enabled him to handle -- and want -- just about the
worst done to him. And so, her treatment made him feel, "Aroused. Very
aroused. I want more of it."

"Of course you do." Bellatrix laughed softly: any man would want more
of her.

Unzipping his trousers, she reached in and gently took out his half-erect cock,
stroking it with her silk gloves -- but in spite of the gloves, Lucius still
felt the prick of her nails. The silk, however, and the way that her hands
imitated the tightness of her inner muscles, muscles he could not wait to
feel!, made him feel --gloriously -- as though he were inside her already.
Slowly, Bellatrix removed one of her gloves and wrapped it around Lucius\'
groin. "You look delightful like this, darling. So deliciously
wanton."

But he wasn\'t writhing. Not yet.

Narcissa silently padded through the hotel\'s hallway, her polar-bear fur coat
hiding the white lingerie and garters she wore beneath it, just as the dark
sunglasses hid her eyes from curious on-lookers. A faint smile played across
her red-painted lips, she was a vision in her high heels and furs, and she knew
it. A small hand slipped from the white fur muff to further open the door that
her sister had left slightly ajar.

Once inside, she stepped out of the high heels, hung up the coat and placed her
muff and sunglasses upon the dresser. Bellatrix turned her head and grinned at
her sister in greeting. Narcissa winked and moved over to the side of the bed,
seeing the Malfoy blindfolded and tied down.

To keep Lucius distracted, Bellatrix removed her other glove and wrapped it
around Lucius\' cock with its match. Squeezing him with both hands, she pressed
the silk into his skin, making the young blond thrust up towards her. "So
very eager," she taunted, removing the gloves from him, making sure the
silk caressed his cock as it moved away. She gestured that Narcissa join them
as Lucius groaned with the loss of sensation.

He soon learned that the loss wasn\'t about to last for long. Lowering her head
down, Narcissa started to engulf Lucius\' cock in her mouth. Lucius couldn\'t
help but gasp as she took more and more of him, squeezing her throat muscles
against the head, her teeth kept carefully away from the delicate flesh.

Narcissa bobbed up and down slowly, playing with Lucius\' balls with one hand.
He thrust a little into her mouth, grunting in ecstasy. She ran her tongue
along Lucius\' shas shs she went up and down, sometimes stopping at the top to
swirl the slick appendage around his head. Lucius clenched and unclenched his
fists as Narcissa pumped faster, his moans becoming louder.

Still face-fucking Narcissa, Lucius let out a cry of pleasure and came harder
then he ever had. Ejaculate shot down into Narcissa\'s mouth and she, surprised
that his semen was just salty-tasting and not revoltingly bad, swallowed as
Lucius shot spurt after spurt of his cum. There was just too much for Narcissa
to handle, though, and some of it flowed out of her mouth and down Lucius\'
throbbing cock.

Bellatrix watched the display, her own knickers now gone and folded up on the
floor. Her fingers rubbed against her clit and opening as she took in the sight
of her sister\'s face, chin covered with Lucius\' orgasm. He would require time
to rest before he could get hard again, Bella knew, and they might as well put
that time to good use.

"How did that feel, pet?"

Lucius was panting as he came down from the blowjob and his mind struggled to
process words, and formulate a proper response.

Bellatrix positioned herself carefully, straddling the Malfoy\'s neck and making
sure not to sink down onto the skin. "Now it\'s time for you to work your
own pretty mouth."

He understood well enough what was expected of him, his instincts telling him
when Bellatrix moved herself upwards to straddle his face, and his tongue went
onto her womanhood before the rest of his mouth. Lapping at her labia, he
wriggled the slick appendage between the two lips and centered himself upwards.
He could not see what he was doing, but he could map out how his progress was
going by listening to her moan with pleasure.

Some people were born to suck cock and others were born to eat pussy, Bellatrix
told herself. If the rumours about Lucius were correct, he was an expert in
both those fields and this was her first chance to try out that talented tongue
of his. She felt it swirl around her clitoris, his teeth gnashing upwards and
biting at the sensitive nub, not hard enough to make her scream, but hard
enough to make her legs tighten around his head. His hair tickled her thighs
and she found herself laughing.

Lucius\' tongue circled her clit, darting here, darting there and never in the
same place at once. It was only when he was sure she was wet and dripping onto
him, that he allowed his tongue to penetrate her fully. He could feel the
slickness of her inner walls as they convulsed with his movements and hear her
shuddering gasp as she ground her hot wetness into his mouth.

"Yes, darling, yes," she gasped out as her hands flew to his hair,
tugging and yanking.

Narcissa watched, amused, but it wasn\'t long before her eyes drifted downwards
towards Lucius\' saliva-wet cock. He was getting hard again and soon it would be
her turn to play with him. She had been adamant about being the one to fuck the
Malfoy, much to Bellatrix\'s annoyance. Bellatrix couldn\'t see what the big deal
was about the penetration but then Narcissa pointed out that she was also
arguing against her younger sister. The end to the discussion came when
Narcissa said that she was going to get to ride him or else she wouldn\'t be
involved. Given the ultimatum, Bellatrix had finally agreed, so, now, Narcissa was
only biding her time, waiting for her sister\'s completion so that the brunette
could get off Lucius and she could get on. As she waited, Narcissa took to
memorizing every bit of Lucius\' cock, from the vein in the middle to the way
the pearly drop of fluid formed at the tip. She could still taste him in her
mouth and had to resist capturing that little drop in her mouth.

While Narcissa had been thinking, Bellatrix had managed to swivel herself the
other way so that her front was laying across Lucius\' body, her groin still in
his mouth. Long nails scraped ten red tracks up his chest, making the young man
moan and arch into her touch. Bella\'s tongue lapped at the blood she had drawn
while Lucius\' own tongue continued to penetrate her, wriggling about inside as
his bottom teeth grated against her clit.

Bellatrix gnawed on a nipple, biting and worrying it until it bled. Her fingers
curled around Lucius\' balls, rubbing them hard and then yanking them down so
that he wouldn\'t cum. Lucius writhed under these treatments, his pain tolerance
allowing him to go to that blissful white oblivion where he could feel no pain,
only the light-headed plre ore of being tortured in such a manner.

He bit down upon Bellatrix\'s clit and she came with a cry, her bodily juices moving
out of her and into his mouth where he sucked greedily at them, determined to
get every last drop.



Bellatrix languidly looked up at Narcissa, who touched herself, preparing for
what was to come, and gestured with her head for Bellatrix to move off their
plaything. Bella smirked insufferably, and, for a second, Narcissa was worried
that her older sister would \'forget\' their part of the deal. Fortunately,
Bellatrix soon pried herself off Lucius but not before kissing him full on the
mouth, her tongue sliding between his lips. "You\'re divine," she
purred, seductively. He sucked upon her tongue before releasing her, forcing
her to taste herself, not bothering to thank her for the compliment, just
smirking.

Narcissa wasted no time once Bellatrix was off of. Sh. She delicately climbed
onto the bed, legs straddling his waist.

"Are you ready for me?" Her older sister asked.

There was no verbal answer and Narcissa got one of the few shocks of her life
as Lucius suddenly thrust up and into her tight channel. He gave a low hiss of
pleasure as she moaned, feeling her body mould to his size.

But Narcissa did not give him a chance to enjoy the satisfaction of knowing he
had gotten one over on her, and, instead, began to ride him quickly and
roughly, her nails digging into his waist. Lucius bucked into her rhythm,
sending his cock deep inside of her. And, oh, what a cock! The dildos that her
sister occasionally bought to play with were nothing compared to a twitching
cock that seemed to locate just where her g-spot happened to be and was
continually rubbing against it. Narcissa felt more than full, she felt alive.

Lucius was encased in heat and a wet tightness that seemed to massage his groin
with every thrust he gave. There was something utterly addicting about being
inside of her that made him feel as though he could keep up this rhythm
forever. Or until he came, whichever came last.

Bellatrix, for her part, was not about to be left out of such an intimate
moment. Conjuring up a riding crop and lubricant, she made sure to coat the
handle liberally with the gel. Tapping Narcissa on the shoulder to get her
attention, she showed her little sister the crop and indicated silently what
she wanted to do with it.

Narcissa smirked and moved her hands off of Lucius\' body, her own movements not
ceasing or pausing in the slightest.

Bellatrix positioned the riding crop, the point accidentally nudging Lucius in
the arse before penetrating his own tight ring of muscles. Lucius let out a
harsh gasp, his back arching and Narcissa longed to touch her mouth to one of
those gashes on his chest and bite down. The only thing stopping her from doing
so was the impracticality of leaning forward if she was supposed to be ramming
Lucius in the arse with the crop.

Bellatrix was none too gentle with her ministrations. She pushed the crop on
halfway before withdrawing it, only to slam it right back inside of him. Lucius
bucked and writhed against the bed and consequently Narcissa, shoving his own
aching cock into her more deeply than before. Narcissa crooned, her hands going
to her own breasts to fondle and pinch the nipples in order to keep them from
touching Lucius. Bellatrix laughed softly at their movements, revelling in the
moment.

It didn\'t take long for Bellatrix to brush against Lucius\' prostate and
therefore it didn\'t take long for Lucius to ejaculate hard into Narcissa,
bringing the blonde girl with him into a blissful climax.

Narcissa pumped him a few more times, determined to get whatever she could out
of him, while Bellatrix cast an infertility spell on her sister. Slowly,
Nacissa pulled herself off the Malfoy, flashed a devious grin, quickly grabbed
her coat and left. Bellatrix pulled the crop from Lucius\' arse, allowing it to
fall to the ground while she crawled up onto him.

She kissed him tenderly on the lips. "How was that?" Bella asked,
removing the blindfold and smirking down at him.

"Wonderful," came the short-breathed reply. "You\'re
wonderful."

She had to bite her lower lip to keep from laughing. He really had no idea.
"I wouldn\'t disappoint you, darling." The ribbons holding him in
place were removed with a quick wave of her wand.

"I\'ll go shower and when I come back, I want you hard again. I\'d love to
wrap my lips around your cock once more." With those lovely words cast
out, she took herself into the bathroom and into the shower.

Lucius sat up in the bed, rubbing his wrists as his secret lover, for the past
three years, came back into the room. "Merry Christmas, love," she
said softly, capturing his lips within her own for a kiss.

He cupped her face tenderly with one hand. "Merry Christmas, Narcissa. I
love the present, but how long do you think she\'ll go before finding out?"

His girlfriend shrugged all too casually. "Does it really matter? The fun
is in the game, as you constantly tell me."

Lucius leaned up and kissed her again, drawing her close to his body. "I
love you too, Narcissa."

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