''hmm?"
Clark slowly opened his eyes. He stared at Petunia who was kneeling between his legs, her lips wrapped around his cock. He watched her slowly bob her head, her hair falling around her face. He let out a groan as he felt himself begin to harden. Fuck , he felt amazing .
"Morning," he groaned out.
Petunia took that as her cue to deepthroat him. Clark's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt her mouth wrap around the base of his cock. She hummed around him, making him begin to tremble. Fuck, he wasn't going to last long.
"Petunia," he warned.
She just kept sucking, her slobber coating his cock as she bobbed her head back and forth. She began faster and faster, making Clark's balls begin to tighten. He felt a tingle in the back of his head and—
"I'm coming!" Clark shouted out.
He grabbed Petunia by the back of her head, making her stare up at him as he filled her mouth. She moaned out as she swallowed, her eyes fluttering closed as his cum filled her mouth.
Clark gasped out, his eyes rolling back in his head. He couldn't believe how good it felt. He began to pump more cum into her mouth, making her begin to choke . He felt her throat contract as he kept filling her mouth with cum, her mouth beginning to overflow.
When he was done, Clark let go of her head. Petunia fell back, her chest gasping for air. He watched as she wiped the back of her hand against her mouth, a drop of cum falling onto her chin. He leaned forward, rubbing the drop into her skin.
And then he stood up, reaching out for his clothes. Petunia watched him as he dressed, his cock still hard and aching for more.
"Do you want to cum again?" Clark asked as he looked at her.
"Clark—"
"It's fine, Petunia" Clark said as he leaned forward to kiss her on the head. "But if you want to cum, you'll have to suck me off again."
Petunia whimpered. "Please—"
"Then get on your knees again, like a good bitch in heat," Clark ordered her.
And Petunia did. Clark watched as she kneeled down again, reaching out to grab his cock. He felt himself harden as she began sucking, her slobber coating his cock once again.
Fuck, he loved being in control.
Clark watched Petunia bob her head up and down, his cock growing harder and harder with each passing minute. He could feel his balls begin to tingle , his body beginning to tense with his oncoming orgasm.
"Harry?" he heard a voice call out.
Clark looked up as Vernon stood there, staring down at Petunia on her knees with his cock in her mouth.
"G-get out," Clark growled out.
Vernon's face was bright red, his fat jiggling as he took a step back. "S-sorry," he mumbled.
But it was too. Clark could feel himself begin to explode, his cum filling Petunia's mouth. He groaned as he grabbed the back of her neck, making her swallow every drop.
When he was finished, Clark leaned back and watched as Petunia stood up, wiping the cum off her face. Her lips were swollen, her green eyes glazed as she stared at him.
"That's a good slut," Clark said. "If you want breakfast, you'd better go down and make it for me."
And Petunia nodded. "Yes, Master."
Clark began to dress, his mind buzzing with excitement. It was going to be a good day. He grabbed his clothes and left the room, heading down for breakfast .
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The table was set when he arrived.
Clark took his seat, watching as Petunia came over with a plate of bacon and eggs. He smirked as she placed it in front of him, knowing what she wanted in return.
She leaned down, her lips finding his ear. "Please," she whispered. Clark raised his head and watched as she looked at him, her eyes filled with desperation . She was begging to blowjob him again.
Clark thought about it for a moment. He was hungry, but he also wanted to cum . He looked down at his crotch and nodded his head.
And then Petunia crawled under the table.
Clark kept eating his breakfast as Petunia began to suck him off. She was slow, her mouth working her way up and down his cock. Clark felt himself begin to hardened as he ate, his balls tightening in pleasure . He watched as Vernon just stared at him from the ground, his mouth hanging open .
The fat man had seen it all this morning. He had watched as Clark had cum in Petunia's pussy. And now—
He watched as his wife sucked Clark off under the table. He watched as his cock disappeared between her lips, her nose buried in his pubes. He watched as her face was coated in slobber, her eyes closed in pleasure.
Vernon watched Petunia suck him off.
Clark felt himself beginning to cum again.
Clark grabbed Petunia around the head, pushing her face down onto his cock. He thrust inside her throat, making her gag and choke around him.
"Take it," Clark groaned out. "Take it like a whore ."
Petunia did, her eyes falling closed as she sucked him off like she wanted to die. Clark pumped into her mouth again and again, filling her with his cum . Vernon watched in awe, his hands reaching down to rub his cock.
The sound of the mail slot echoed through the house. Petunia moaned around his cock as he made her keep sucking. And then Dudley came in with the mail. He walked in, watching in horror as he saw his mother with her lips wrapped around Clark's cock.
Dudley stumbled back, dropping the mail as his eyes went wide.
Clark pulled away from Petunia, her lips making a popping sound as he pulled out of her mouth. He watched in anger as she slumped back against the wall, her face covered in blood.
"What the hell was that?" Dudley shouted out. "Why were you sucking him off, mother?"
Petunia groaned. "I—"
"Shut up," Clark snapped as he stood up. He walked over to the mail and grabbed the top letter. He felt his heart beat faster as he recognized the address .
He tore it open, his eyes scanning down the page. And then—
Clark laughed out loud. He watched as Dudley stared at him in shock, his face pale .
"What is it, Harry?" Vernon whispered.
Clark just stared at them for a moment and then—
"I'm going to Hogwarts," he finally said.
Dudley stepped forward, his hand shaking . "You—you'll never get in," he said with a laugh. "You're nothing but a freak."
"Petunia ," Clark hissed out.
The Dursleys stared at her for a moment as she began to crawl across the floor. Clark watched her, waiting for her to reach him. He smiled when her lips met his cock again, the cum still dripping down her chin.
"Good slut,yes where you saying something ," he praised.
Dursleys were speechless.
And Petunina just sucked him harder.
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And then Clark made her suck him off again .
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The letter fell from his grasp, hitting the table.Vernon stared in shock at the words— Harry Potter, welcome to Hogwarts .
It had been almost two decades since that name was even thought of . When the Dark Lord was killed, the Potters had disappeared. No one ever saw or heard from them again.
Until now.
Dudley took a step forward, his anger making his face turn red. "This can't be happening," he growled. "You're the freak, you don't deserve to go to Hogwarts."
He glared at the letter, his hands curled into fists.
Dudley began to lunge, his meaty fist raised to punch. "You'll never go, freak!"
But he never made it.
Clark just smirked at Dudley, his power flaring . Petunia whimpered, Her entire body was frozen in place as she watched Dudley slam back against the wall. He let out an angry howl as he began to squirm, trying to break free of Clark's hold.
But Clark would never let him go.
"No," Clark said with a smile. "No one ever gets in the way of my dreams, Dudley."
He watched as Dudley began to cry out, tears streaming down his cheeks. But Clark didn't care. He just stared up at Dudley's fat body and—
Dudley slammed against the floor, his body thudding against the wood. Petunia jumped out of her seat, her body still shaking as she rushed to her son.
Dudley turned to Clark, his pig-like eyes filled with hatred. "This isn't the end of this, freak," he snarled.
And Clark just smirked.
He watched Dudley get to his feet, his large body trembling with anger. And then he left, slamming his bedroom door shut.
"go—get me some clothes."
Petunian nodded, her eyes wide as she struggled to her feet. Vernon just stood there, watching her leave.
And Clark couldn't help but smile felt amused but ignore him.
Continuing to letter it read:
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.
Yours sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
Clark waited, watching as Petutnia walked back in. In her hand, she held some clothes for him.
Petunina flushed as she turned her head, giving him her back. Clark watched her for a moment, smiling.
She was so obedient now.
Clark turned around, walking back up to his bedroom. He closed the door, shutting out the world as he changed into his new clothes.
Clark felt more comfortable in them, his hard muscles stretching the cloth. He ran his fingers through his hair, smiling as he left the room.
Clark left the house, walking out of the yard. The sky above was cloudy, a warm breeze hitting him. Clark smiled as he walked
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