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The Mother

By: TornAsunder
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating: Adult ++
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The Mother

Title: The Mother
Author: Torn Asunder
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Draco and Pansy want a child but Pansy can’t have children so Draso enlists the help of Hermione Granger

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November 28

They say that money can\'t buy you happiness and I\'d agree with that but it can certainly buy you convenience. Take my son Casey for instance. That\'s how this whole story starts. Pansy and I both wanted a child but unfortunately Pansy can’t have children. I sympathized but there was no solution we could think of which would satisfy our dilemma. So that is why we have sort of enlisted the help of Hermione Granger, one of the smartest witches in wizarding history to bear my child.

Hermione lost contact with all her friends after the war when she moved to the states. That means that no one will miss her if she just so happens to disappear. That was one of the many reasons why I chose Granger to be the mother. I also want my child to be intelligent, and powerful. Two qualities that Hermione possesses.

Sure, Pansy was a bit reluctant to have a mudblood become the mother of our future child. But after allot of persuasion, from me, she was more than happy to accept Hermione for the role. After all with Hermione around it will allow Pansy some umm… freedom from my more demanding needs.

So I had a friend perform a ritual to make sure Hermione will obey any order that Pansy or I would give her before I even brought her into my home. After all my dear little mudblood would never agree of her own free will to be alone in a room with me, let alone carry my child.

I have also decided that I won’t be using magic or muggle science to conceive an offspring. I will be doing it the, shall we say, hard way. After all its not every day that you get the pleasure of having one of the smartest witches of all time as your own personal sex slave.


We started trying for a baby the first day that she arrived. It was my first proper look at Hermione\'s nude figure, a sight I had been eager to see ever since my wife and I had selected her to carry my child. I wasn\'t disappointed. The bookworm was a top quality piece of anatomy and would doubtlessly have an easy pregnancy. Her legs were her best features, long and lean and very sexy. Her bottom was a heart shaped treat behind a pair of wide hips. Her breasts were large, maybe a D cup and capped with neat little pink nipples.


So now here I am, standing in Hermione’s room with a small camera in my hand. I’m taking a series of pictures of her naked so that I can compare her now to how large she will be in various stages of the pregnancy. I even gave her a strong aphrodisiac so that she would be all the more willing to do what I am going to have her do next. I guided to her hand down to her loins but once I\'d eased her fingers between her labia there was no stopping her! So I took a seat on the bed and quickly undressed and watched what Hermione was doing with her hands.

What a sight that was! Her brown nipples were now hard nubs of swollen sensitivity. Her right hand had moved unbidden to her right breast and was massaging it gently whilst her left hand sank in and out of her increasingly hot and moistening sex. Her hips began to gyrate in slow unconscious circles and her knees trembled. Her breathing was harsh and shallow. There was no doubt about it. She was now ready and eager to be fucked.

I took a few more photographs, for my personal enjoyment, before placing the camera in the draw at the side of the bed and preparing to enjoy the girl.

\"Fingers out and hands behind your back!\" I ordered, stopping her before she had chance to orgasm.

I sat in front of her, legs parted and my rampant cock pointing at the ceiling. I may not have the world\'s most impressive dick but in the state she was in it would be irresistible. Her wide brown eyes were indeed fixated on my gently pulsing organ like a rabbit in front of a snake.

I used my hands round her hips to guide her into position. She gave a little gasp as she sank on to me and then my rod was buried to the hilt in her tunnel of sweet wet girl flesh. I was in ecstasy. Hermione was every bit as succulent as I had imagined she would be. The muscles of her tight sex treated my member to the most luxurious pressure. She bounced on my lap and I squeezed her to me, nearly suffocating her with a passionate kiss, which she returned in full measure.

And at that moment, I came, shooting wads of hot sticky seed inside her and provoking a matching response as she quaked and moaned with the force of her own climax. It was all very satisfactory.


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This is my first story so please tell me if its any good or even if it makes sense