'I am a Malfoy. I am the daughter of the two greatest families in the wizarding world. A magical creature, the product of a demon and a mad witch will never be able to break me,' the blonde told herself. Her mind said to her that she would emerge unscathed. That tomorrow she would walk the corridors without the after-effects of today. Sex was just a primitive and vulgar activity, it should only be done to produce new offspring of pure blood.
'Tomorrow I'll have to look for contraceptive potions. My blood will only be inherited by someone worthy. Altair is not worthy.' Cassiopeia did not want her offspring to be tainted with her cousin's blood; she would marry someone of her own status, a foreign lord of similar prestige to her family.
"I can do it," she thought, gritting her teeth. One of Altair's fingers slipped into her wet hole. She inhaled and exhaled in a controlled manner, her eyes showing no change.
She had never explored this part of herself. Her sexuality. According to Pureblood protocols, it was something unpleasant and only enjoyed by those of a lesser race.
"I can feel how tight you are," Altair whispered in her ear. She remained silent, there was no need to answer.
Or perhaps she was afraid to hear the tone of her voice. She was afraid to hear her voice break into moans with his fingers inside her.
"Hold on, this will all be over soon," she whispered to herself.
"No, cousin, this is going to take a long time. I said it would only be once. Just once I will ask you, after today you will be the one running to find me. Ask me to fuck you again," the dark-haired man replied to her whispers, which were not as soft as she thought.
"You're crazy if you think I'm going to ask..." she bit her tongue to avoid making an unseemly noise as she felt his finger inside her, curving and touching a weak spot in her vagina.
He just smiled at her as he lowered his face to hers, and for a moment Cassiopeia thought he was going to kiss her. But no, he continued down until he reached her neck. She lifted her head, surrendering that part to his lips.
It was an involuntary gesture, the part of her subconscious that demanded more pleasure.
Her cousin's breath stroked her neck, she felt his tongue run over it. She should be disgusted by this. All she could do was press her lips together, refusing to accept the pleasure it gave her.
Her mind relaxed to the rhythmic sound of her cousin's middle finger going in and out, and before she knew it, her hips were following the movement. The finger grew thicker, causing her eyes to open suddenly. 'It's in!' her pussy stretched wide as she felt her cousin's cock inside her. 'It's not as long as I thought,' she thanked Merlin for that.
"You took a second finger, didn't you?"
"Finger?" The sensation made her legs tremble. 'What will it feel like?' the fear began to make her hyperventilate.
Her breathing quickened with the wet sounds of the finger.
A new sensation, indescribable to her, was like tingling, a pleasant tingling. She unconsciously grabbed her cousin's forearm to stop him, or ask him to move faster.
"Are you cumming, dear cousin?" the bastard asked her.
She didn't say a word, sure that her voice would not obey her brain. Still, she managed to keep her composure. Even though her legs betrayed her.
"It's no big deal."
"I know," she sucked the air out of her lungs as she felt it leave her pussy. "Suck it," she looked at him angrily, opening her mouth in disgust, a slightly sweet taste filling her tongue. "Do you like it?" Altair removed his fingers from her mouth. Her head moved forward, trying to hold them in.
"Disgusting," she spat to the side, more out of pride than desire. The taste was more pleasant than she expected, for such a filthy part of her. She stood still, suppressing the desire to lower her hands to her pussy to get more of her vaginal juices.
"It's sweet, isn't it?" her cousin stroked her shoulder, sending a small shiver down her bare skin. "Did you know that Muggle women taste slightly sour?"
"Why the hell do I care? Finish this quickly."
"As you wish. How do you want me to fuck you? Against the wall? Or on the floor? Perhaps you would like to use that table over there to bend over," he asked.
Cassiopeia took a deep breath as she walked over to the table and sat down. It was an unworthy place to lose her virginity. But she wasn't going to ask her cousin for the princess treatment either.
"Make it quick," she opened her legs for her cousin.
Altair looked at his cousin's virgin pussy, it had a small patch of blonde hair.
He took her legs and pulled her up, her ass hanging in a slightly uncomfortable position for her. He stuck the head of his cock in and looked at his cousin's face. She was breathing deeply as she stared up at the ceiling of the room, almost as if praying. Her chest rising and falling was incredibly attractive to Altair.
"Cassie," he cupped her face in his hand.
"Get your hands off my fa-Ahh!" she finally screamed, not in pain or surprise, but in pleasure.
She had expected the pain that came with penetration. Although she admitted that the fingers felt good inside her. The cock was much bigger, 'it's much longer, thicker, more veiny and tastier', she shook her head at her own thoughts, disgusted with herself.
'I hate it, the way it stretches me inside is so disgusting. I can feel my whole body shaking with disgust.'
"Are you coming again?" her cousin asked mockingly.
"No! Morgana!" she replied as she cum.
She had never masturbated before, her first orgasm had only been a few minutes ago.
She began to struggle to keep her cool.
"Let out the moans, girl. Ahhh! Men love it when you moan for them. It makes them feel more like men. More dominant," Cassiopeia had even forgotten her mother.
"Narcissa, shut your mouth. And stop masturbating, put your hands at your sides and don't look for any way to get pleasure." Altair felt the atmosphere break down because of the MILF.
"Thank you," Cassiopeia's dazed mind told her it was a good idea to thank her enemy.
Altair responded by starting to move his hips. Cassiopeia's knuckles went white as she held on to the table. She exhaled through her nose to keep from moaning any more. It was already embarrassing to hear her cousin's hips colliding with hers.
The blonde could feel tears forming in her eyes from the humiliation. Having Altair's cock inside her was one thing, something she could bear, enjoying it was the humiliating part.
That this abomination was causing her to snort more and more exaggeratedly was horrible. She didn't want that.
Her mind began to review the Potions syllabus from first to fourth year. If she concentrated on anything else...
"Shit!" she cum on her cousin's cock again.
"You fucking little slut. You're a precocious little bitch."
"You're a pig who only thinks about fucking," she moaned. It was impossible to control herself at this point.
'Let yourself go. What does it matter now? You've come three times already. As long as tomorrow you are the same person you were yesterday, you have won,' she told herself as she felt the still hard cock move further inside her.
"You don't seem very disappointed," Altair accused her.
"Wait, I want to turn around," she couldn't bear to look at her cousin's face. It would be better, less humiliating if she turned her back to him.
Altair's cock left her and the blonde could feel the emptiness in her pussy. Her legs were soaked with her own juices.
She put her feet on the floor and because of her weak legs she almost slipped as she turned, her upper body falling onto the table, her breasts hitting the wood hard.
"Let's do it again"
"Wait", he didn't wait, Altair was back inside her in one fell swoop.
"Shit!" the new position felt better than the last. "I can feel you all the way inside me," she said as her nipples rubbed painfully against the table.
"When were you going to tell me to fuck you harder?" he asked as he spanked her.
"You're an idiot," she raised her body to avoid the friction of her breasts against the wooden surface. "You're a fucking idiot," she repeated as Altair took both of the girl's arms and placed them behind her back. "Fuck!" the pleasure far outweighed the pain.
Cassiopeia felt herself slowly adapting to her cousin's cock. With each passing second, she was able to think more clearly. 'I can handle this.'
[Increased sensations] x2
Altair used a low level, he didn't want to break her in the first round, he had all night for that.
The blonde's head hit the table hard as she screamed incoherently.
Altair held the girl's hips as he gave her a few final thrusts before entering her.
"What happened?" she said a few seconds later. "Did I lose consciousness?" She looked around, her cousin looking at her with a pleased smile.
"You came just like your mother."
"No!" she shouted at him with tears in her eyes, "No! No! No! No! She began to frantically deny it, she was not like her mother and never would be. She calmed down quickly, her mind was clearer after the last orgasm. "Good," she felt her pussy and removed drops of cum. "You're done, free my mother and I'll leave."
Altair was impressed, the girl had just had several orgasms in a row for the first time and she was still stable.
"Who said we were done?" Altair lifted her up and hugged her in the air. The girl wrapped her legs around his back, almost out of inertia.
"You said that-"
"I don't remember what I said," Altair aimed his cock at his cousin's battered pussy and let her fall on it.
"You fucking bastard!" she screamed as she leaned back on him, putting her arms over her head and lifting her chin into the air.
The girl hid her face from her cousin, she didn't want anyone to see the expression on her face as her body was used as a sex toy as she went up and down her cousin's long, hard cock. She closed her eyes as she waited for it to end.
"Look up, little cousin," she obeyed. A disturbed face looked back at her.
In the mirror there was a young and beautiful witch. She had blonde hair in a mess. Grey, unfocused eyes. And a stupid smile as she drooled.
"Merlin! I'm cumming!" she moaned as she looked at her own reflection. 'Are you proud, Mum?' she asked in her mind, the person she blamed for her current state.