Chapter 1 - Sirius Lends Some Galleons

Sirius couldn’t help but feel a thrum of pride as he watched his Godson, Harry, surreptitiously taking peeks at the girls as they unknowingly (Or maybe knowingly) flounced around the kitchen for his viewing pleasure.

 
It really wasn’t his fault. Not all Witches could boast the mouth watering rack belonging to Hermione Granger, stuffed and bulging out from under her not-so innocently snug sweater. Maybe she’d started off slow, but there was no doubt in his mind James’ progeny would have those juicy knockers wrapped around his nobber before the year was out.
 
Tonks was no better, strutting around and doing an awful lot of bending over to make up for whatever damage her inherent clumsiness had made her drop, coincidentally highlighting the tight bubble butt wrapped in ripped punk jeans. Even Sirius had to resist the urge to grab the cheeky minx by her bubblegum pink hair and bend her over his knee so he could go to town on that scrumptious derriere of hers. But if Sirius was tempted, Harry was salivating, and the Black Lord decided to let the boy have his fun and successes.
 
It was bittersweet to think back on his old Hogwarts days and just how alike Harry was to his father. James and him were completely and utterly shameless in their pursuit of wooing every Witch they could get their paws on. Or, paws and hooves. There was no doubt in Sirius’ mind that they were the undeniable stud kings of their school. Until, at least, Lily had come along and snagged his best friend's attention. At least she hadn’t been a total prude though, and James had certainly bent his ear to the bro code on those rare nights where pussy was scarce and they’d have to share. Maybe that was one detail of his relationship with James he wouldn’t be sharing. A shame though, Harry just wouldn’t be able to appreciate how much of a wild cat Lily was in the sack.
 
‘She might of played the innocent school girl facade to a T, but Merlin knows she knew how to work that fucking ass…’
 
Breaking out of his reverie, a subtle stretch of his shoulders reminded the wrongly convicted Dog Father of his finally recovered health after being on the run and especially after the nightmare that was Azkaban. Those certainly weren’t thought’s he wanted to dwell on though, and Sirius happily returned to watching his best friend’s son wink at an equally sly looking Nymphadora.
 
It’s a shame whatever peace they had couldn’t last though, and the last Lord of House Black had to fight back an irritated sigh as the nostalgiac atmosphere was shattered by the whooshing of the Floo. Immediately his slowly brightening childhood home was swamped with the thumping of redheaded devils and nagging broodmothers as the Weasly family made their entrance.
 
Listening to the head redhead barking orders, a pent up Sirius couldn’t help but look back on the days he’d known her in his youth. Even back then, Molly Prewett had been stacked, with tits you could drown in and an arse you’d break the Statute of Secrecy for, all tied together by a trim waist and witty personality.
 
Sure, she’d put on a little weight since then but in Sirius’ humble opinion, it only added to her beauty. Molly Weasley was a certified MILF these days and with hips those nice and a rockin bod built for breeding, the whimsical Grim Animagus couldn’t help but wonder how wimpy old Arthur had done it.
 
She was still a nag though, and the irritation swiftly replaced his daydreaming as the woman in question rapidly began to bark orders at her kids to help battle the undeniable gloom his ancestral home had to offer. A rustle in the corner of his eye caught his attention though and a frown marred his handsome features as he watched on before smirking.
 
Her clothes, cheap. Barely more than rags. It was a frumpy look and did nothing in her favour, but Sirius could see the gem glistening beneath all that dirt. In fact, he might have had to revise his opinion. Watching the mountainous bulge of her chest and the swing of her rump, Molly might have been even more fuckable now than she was back in Hogwarts!
 
It couldn’t be helped that the two images began to overlap, and a now thoroughly intrigued Sirius’ mouth began to water as the salacious thoughts of both Molly’s on their backs or gripped from behind as they were furiously ravaged invaded his imagination. Some memories were sweeter than others, and a young Molly? Dressed in Gryffindor red with those too short skirts with the Scottish wind catching her just right to show off that racy red G-string her cheeks loved to swallow whole?
‘Yeah…’ He thought, mindlessly handing Harry the salt as breakfast appeared before them. ‘James would be turning in his grave if I didn’t at least take a closer look.’



Her heart couldn’t take it. First the antics of that damnable cad Sirius Black, then the attack on Arthur and now this. Staring at the green flame bearing her son Bill’s visage, Molly couldn't believe what she had just heard.
 
“What do you mean it’s been paid off?” Her voice cracked as she watched one of her eldest grimace.
 
“Just what I said, Mum. The bills been paid off. Someone must have heard about Dad and decided to chip in, I guess. They won’t tell me who but I’m told he’ll make a full recovery!” He cheered up toward the end, looking away distractedly as Molly stewed.
 
On one hand, the attack by that wretched snake had left damages on her dear husband's body that they certainly wouldn’t have been able to afford, not on their income, and it was fantastic that they wouldn’t have to worry about it.
 
However, Weasley’s didn’t take charity. They didn’t need anyone's pity. Not to mention that if it was someone anonymous, their intentions could be less than savoury.
 
“I’ve got to go Mum.” Her baby boy's voice drew her from her thoughts and she saw that he was clearly fending someone off. “I’m needed, but I’ll stick around to keep an eye on Dad. Don’t worry about it too much, we’ll figure it out!”
 
A weak smile was her response but it was clearly enough for Bill as he gave her a cheeky grin and the flames returned to normal, signalling the end to their call.
 
The fire flickered back to its normal colouring as she sat there, orange light glittering against her soft red hair and pale cleavage, barely restrained in the raggedy nightgown she had worn for so long.
 
“You’re welcome, by the way…”
 
The deep, smooth voice from behind sent Molly leaping in fright as she spun around to stare wide eyed at a grinning Sirius. Of course it was him. He’d done nothing but make a nuisance of himself since she had arrived. Walking around half naked, lewd remarks towards her around Ginny, always getting just a bit too close.
 
“Oh, for Merlin’s sake Black, don’t scare me like tha-... wait. You?” She trailed off and stared, first in shock and then in anger as she frantically pulled her rather exposing gown tighter to her body.
 
It took a moment for her to really process what he had suggested, but once she did, her pride shone through and her spine stiffened to her full (But completely un-intimidating) height.
 
“We don’t want your charity. I demand that you take it back!” She intoned, further flushing as he simply scoffed and rolled his eyes.
 
“Don’t be ridiculous Molly, we both know that you guys couldn’t have afforded that bill on Arthur’s paycheck. You can barely feed yourselves.”
 
That lit a fire in her eye as Molly fired a full blown sneer of contempt his way.
 
“I will have you know we are doing just. Fine. Now, you will call St. Mungos and cancel that payment!”
 
Instead of capitulating as she expected, Molly watched a completely uncaring Sirius yawn in the face of her anger before waving her off.
 
“Nope. Doesn't matter anyway, it's already been paid in full and they've begun treatment. Nothing to do about it now. Guess you’ll just owe me.” He smirked.
 
That certainly made Molly splutter in both indignation and shame of owing Sirius Black of all people anything. The anger began to give way to frantic desperation as she sought a way to assuage her newfound debt.
 
“We have family heirlooms! Or we can pay you back once Arthur is up and about again!” She almost seemed to plead as Sirius condescendingly shook his head.
 
“No, no, no. You’ve got nothing that I want and besides, with how much Arthur earns you won’t be making enough anytime soon to make multiple payments worth it before I kick the bucket!”
 
The shame was like a punch to the gut as the truth of his words struck true and Molly could feel her back slumping in defeat as the reality of the situation began to set in.
 
“Well, I guess you could-... No, that’s silly.” He hummed, and the snap of Molly’s eyes was almost audible.
 
If he hadn’t been watching her scurry towards him, Sirius would have thought she had apparated with the way she suddenly appeared next to him, clutching his arm.
 
“What!? If there’s something, Sirius please, I could never look Arthur in the eye if we couldn’t pay you back!”
 
‘Hook, line and sinker…’ Sirius buried his amusement deep as he hemmed and hawed for Molly’s sake before entrapping her in his smokey gaze.
 
“Well…” He murmured and Molly felt a lump in her throat as she both saw and felt his eyes strip her from head to toe. “It’s been a while since I’ve gotten any… release, shall we say, what with Azkaban and all…” He trailed off suggestively.
 
The blood was rushing through her ears and Molly could only stand there and stare, petrified as he stared right back and almost seemed to swallow her whole.
 
It felt like hours had passed as they stood there, looking deep into one another’s eyes before Sirius finally snapped them both out of it by laughing and ruefully shaking his head
 
“Sorry, it was just a ridiculous thought.” He chuckled, making his way to the stairs as her eyes remained locked on his well muscled back. “After all, a loyal wife like you? I couldn’t even dream of it.”
With that, Molly was right back where she started. Stewing.



A rapid series of knocks rattled the old door to his bedroom and Sirius’ grin had never been bigger. A moment passed where he decided to let the person waiting there marinate before quickly shucking off his silk shirt to leave him in only the matching silk bottoms.
 
A deep breath and he was slowly cracking it open, feigning surprise and confusion as he took in the nervous and clearly frazzled Molly stood there while tapping her foot. She was still in the same ratty gown from earlier, but Sirius certainly couldn’t argue the appeal of all those tears and holes showing off her cleavage dusted with freckles or her delicious looking tummy.
 
“Well well, if it isn’t Mrs Weasley. What on earth are you doing here at this hour?” He ‘innocently’ asked, clearly not fooling anyone as the woman in question flushed and glared so hard she could have conjured Fiendfyre through sheer willpower.
 
“You know damn well why I’m here. I’ve decided. One night. Never again. No one ever knows.” She clenched her eyes and looked away, refusing to accept his smug air of victory while clenching her robe with a white knuckled grip as he hummed in faux confusion.
 
“You seem to have lost me, my dear. A night of what? You’ll have to be more… specific…” He purred, leaning forward to force her eyes onto his own while taking a subtle sniff of her homely smell.
 
You could almost hear her teeth grind as she fought not to lash out at him. But this was for her husband. This was for her husband.
 
“Your night of… release.” She hissed, as if the words physically pained her while Sirius just cocked his head, tauntingly.
 
“Release? Are you here to give me a massage Molly? That’s not really of equal va-”
 
“SEX! You bastard, I’ll let you have sex with me for one night!”
 
Her snarl rang out in the open air and the Weasley mother gave a full bodied flinch as she realised how loud she had been, fearfully looking up and down the hall as if waiting for someone to bust her. Sirius though, he just looked satisfied.
 
“Ohhh, that’s what you meant. What… right here?” He taunted, quirking an eyebrow as he copied her paranoid scoping of the rickety halls, causing her flush to darken.
 
“No, you bloody buffoon, somewhere private! Just get out of the way and let’s get this over with!” She barged past him while he held his hands up in surrender, chuckling as she stormed past to hover in the middle of the room.
 
“I’m not sure that’s the best idea, my dear. After all, this place doesn’t have silencing wards in the walls and I must admit, no Witch I’ve ever been with has ever stayed particularly… quiet.” He tried to sound contrite but the self-satisfaction was clear as day to the redheaded MILF while she desperately tried to calm herself down.
 
“Then where, would you suggest?” She snarked, a hair's breadth away from violence as he thoughtfully rubbed his chin.
 
“Hmmm… I know!” He snapped his fingers and Molly stared, already done with his games. “How about The Burrow?”
 
The sheer audacity of his question froze Molly with her mouth agape but that soon rectified itself into a thunderous expression.
 
“ABSOLUTELY NOT! I am not allowing some vagrant like you to take advantage of me in my own home!” She snarled, close to pulling her wand as he snickered at her anger.
 
“Aww, but Molly-kins! No one’s there right now, and you don’t have any neighbours for miles. We’ll be completely free to… enjoy ourselves.” His seductive murmur went completely ignored as she stormed right up to his face, nose to chin with her breasts near pushing him back.
 
“First off, Black, I will NOT be enjoying myself. I am repaying a debt. The second you’re done, I’ll be away from you and you’ll never be allowed near me again. Not to mention I REFUSE to allow Harry to live with scum like you!”
 
There was a moment of silence as Molly panted where she stood, and for a moment , she felt good. Until of course, the full enormity of what she had said registered with her, just in time to watch as Sirius' genial, accommodating expression crumbled into something far more sinister.
 
“First off, Molly-kins” He purred and a flutter of something went through her bones as she took in the sharp glint of his eye. “We will be going to the Burrow. Unless, of course, you’d rather have all your kids plus My Godson listening as you spread your legs like some muggle whore to pay off a life debt that you. Owe. Me.” He sneered and Molly took an instinctive step back as he stepped forward.
 
“I’m really doing it for your benefit though. After all, you wouldn’t want dear old Arthur finding out how you showed up at my door in the middle of the night, barely dressed with your big fat tits almost bursting to greet me, eager to take my cock in every dirty little orifice attached to your body so you can greet him with a ‘clear conscience’, would you?”
 
Her back hit the wall by the fireplace and Molly nearly whimpered as the light reflected off his black orbs, his hand brushing across her throat to reach the bundle of Floo Powder sitting there, innocently.
 
“Now then, you ungrateful little bint…” He sneered and Molly’s legs quivered as his hand grasped her chin while his thumb dug up and into her juicy, plump lower lip as she stared back, wide eyed. With a negligent flick of the wrist the flames turned green and he simply called out ‘The Burrow’, not even looking away from her as she shook in his grasp.
”What’s it going to be?”



 
“T-this was a mistake, we can just go back-... Sirius?” She stumbled, trembling all the way with her eyes glued to the floor as he corralled her backwards through the door to her and Arthur’s bedroom.
 
Sirius only chuffed in a predatory type of amusement as he followed her through, delighting in the way her barely covered chest heaved with her  panicked breaths while she fell back towards the large marital bed ahead.
 
That was the only thing large about the room though and the formerly imprisoned Lord of House Black spared barely a moment taking in the homely, cramped space she shared with her husband. There was barely room to move, the space filled by the bed, a rickety wardrobe pushed up against a muggle nick-nack covered table and a fairly ancient full length mirror in the corner.
 
He wasn’t here to evaluate her bedroom though. No, he was here for the outrageously buxom redhead, quivering with her legs pressed against the bed and her hands battling to keep her gown closed before his eyes.
 
‘Now now, that certainly won’t do…’  He grinned, almost unpleasantly as he pressed himself up close to her front, towering over her short frame while simultaneously hooking his finger through the belt to her only protection. His mouth watered at the feeling of heat and soft, uncovered skin dragging across his knuckle.
 
Her long exhale shook through the air and almost seemed to steam against his broad chest as he slowly pulled back, hypnotised by the slowly separating gown. Inch after inch of creamy, pillowy flesh was exposed to his view and the dog buried deep inside salivated at the mountainous cleavage dotted with freckles. The ratty beige bra was a slight disappointment and Molly could clearly tell if the way she somehow flushed even brighter was any indication.
 
It didn’t slow him down though and Sirius could feel his slowly awakening manhood filling out his pyjama bottoms, jumping attentively as he moved his finger from her plush, exposed midriff to said eyesore. Gentle pressure saw the front strap holding the cups together pulled away from her chest and Molly’s spine finally stiffened and straightened as he let it go with a stinging Thwap against her chest. 
 
Her wide eyes shot up to lock with his own smokey black orbs, failing to look away even as he trailed his nail all the way down from her bra, over her tummy and cute belly button to the waistband of her satin night shorts which stretched and clung to the curves of her thighs and the plumpness of her mound.
 
The trail his touch left behind felt like fire to Molly and a similar heat began to spread between her thighs as she felt him brush against the bare skin of her pelvis. The shaken redhead could feel the material stretch and tighten against her hips as he once more began to drag his finger back, eyes alight with mischief while he let loose a low whistle.
 
“Mmmm, not how I usually like my women dressed but damn if you don't pull off the scheming, adulterous housewife look Molly.” He purred, grin widening as she went to retort but was cut off by another stinging Thwap which made her jump, curves jiggling teasingly as she gasped and glared.
 
Molly tried to square herself and felt venom gathering at the base of her tongue, distracting herself from the feeling of her gown slipping down around her arms. The mother’s balled fists made it childsplay for Sirius to snatch the garment free and the fire burning in her chest spluttered into an embarrassed flush at him so easily exposing her goosebump covered flesh to his hungry eyes.
 
Before she knew what was happening he’d moved closer, throwing her precariously off balance as he leaned in close to her ear and bathed her lobe in his hot breath, making her spine jerk and her thighs tighten as he ordered Molly to take off her bra.
 
An uncharacteristic whimper crawled out of her throat at his close proximity but something within her sagged as she gave in to his demand, eyes fluttering shut as she reached behind herself and began to unclip her bra. This had the unfortunate(or fortunate in Sirius’ case) side effect of pressing her pink dusted chest tightly against his own, forcing her gigantic melons to pancake against his pecs as she shrugged off the straps.
 
The pressure between them held the cups to her chest and Molly’s hands went to try and keep them there, pausing traitorously at the edges as his tongue ran along the curve of her ear and his teeth scraped her sensitive skin.
 
“Drop it.” He growled, drinking in Molly’s submission as she whimpered and did as she was told, all the while unconsciously leaning into the touch of his wetted lips.
 
Cold air swept her front as Sirius pulled himself back before suddenly being replaced by the rough, blazing heat of his palms as he violently reached up to sink them into her pale tits. A despairing moan vibrated against his neck but that only made the Marauder hotter as he remorselessly groped and manhandled those big fat Weasley tits. She moaned and squirmed but couldn’t hide the way she unwillingly pressed herself into his bruising grip or the way her nipples hardened against his calloused flesh, drawing more of his famished attention to the way her plump shoulder boulders bulged out between his fingers.
 
“I’ve been fucking waiting to get my hands on these udders of yours. Jesus Christ Molly, how are you struggling to afford all those brats if you can just go around feeding them with these weapons!?” He laughed.
 
Her eyes blazed with the fury only a scorned mother could conjur, though it soon broke under the sadistic and shamefully arousing abuse of her tits as she was jerked forward roughly into his chest with her eyes closed tight in denial. The undeniable dripping of her mound stained her thighs though as she moaned and pressed her hands against his abdomen with a whispered “Oh God”, helpless and at his mercy, unable to take notice of the way her own fingers curled into his waistband.
 
Horror swelled in her heart as Sirius pulled his hand away from her finger marked breast and she whined for its presence, a single tear beading in the corner of her eye as a man's fingers brushed almost lovingly against her cheek, reversing their momentum and allowing him to grip her jaw confidently as her eyes fluttered open to meet his own.
 
“I want there to be no misunderstanding Molly.” He murmured amiably, uncaring of the war being waged inside her mind.  “I’m going to fuck you. I am going to rail your tight, juicy pussy until you’re screaming for more. You’re going to drown in my cum and by the end of tonight they’ll know you’ve had my cock in every. Single. Hole of your body as you walk down the street and the scent of my jizz wafts off of you. Sound good to you?”
 
Molly Weasley could only stare in disgust and horror at the sheer bravado spewing from the man.
 
“You’ve got some nerve Sirius Black and your mind must be further gone than I thought if you believe I don’t want you OUT OF MY LIFE and AWAYfrom my family for the rest of MY DAYS!” Her tirade stood tall for one single moment before being forcibly changed to a squeak as her attacker pounced, throwing her around like a ragdoll as he spun her to face the bed with one giant hand on her bare hip while the other enclosed around her throat.
 
Her own, more dainty hands rocketed up to latch onto his wrist and the fallen mother fought to pry him loose of her windpipe where he only held her tighter, forcing Molly to understand that she was powerless against him. Further enforcing the thought was his wide wet tongue, pressed against her cheek as he slathered one side of her face in his drool.
 
Molly’s face screwed up in disgust and definitely not arousal, conveniently distracting the buxom wife from the forgotten hand on her hip as it curved around her soft stomach and dove into the front of her shorts, Sirius panting in exhilaration as he rubbed her gooey pussy.
 
“Ahhhh fffffuck~ you disgusting ruffian! Get your hands away frooooommmmm meeeeee!” She struggled and moaned while lightning sparked across her mound. 
 
“Hnnnngh~ Fuck, now why would I do that? This naughty little housewife cunt is so damn eager to meet me. You can feel it too, you’re dripping you big titted slut!” He cackled into her ear, rubbing furiously and groaning at the way her fat ass bucked against his rock hard cock as she tried to escape the juicy fingers circling her clit before he finally pulled them free.
 
Sirius brought them up to his nose and leaned in close over her shoulder, pressing their equally flushed cheeks together as he took a deep sniff of her offerings, forcing Molly to take an unintended whiff of her own arousal.
 
“Shit, you smell fucking delicious!” He grunted, a spark entering his eye as Molly ducked her head in embarrassment. “In fact…” 
 
A heavy shove between the shoulderblades saw Molly thrown forward onto her still throbbing tits as Sirius pinned her down and ground himself against the cliff face of jutting ass meat she called a rump, dragging a hot and heavy exhale from his victim as she felt his lust throb and stiffen even further in the crack of her behind.
 
That was only a detour though and the sharp pressure of her shorts being wedged into the weeping crevice of her pussy had the Weasley Matriarch hissing in both pain and pleasure as the depraved man threaded his fingers through the legs of her bottoms and hoisted them upwards.
 
“Fuck me, just look at that arse! Does Arthur appreciate just how wonderful your behind looks hanging out?” He jeered, loving the way her cheeks swallowed the material like a G-string.
 
Her fingers clawed at the sheets and Molly refused to give him the satisfaction of crying out. It was a battle though, and the vicious jerk and tearing of her favourite night clothes saw her ass and pussy hung out to drip as Sirius dropped to his knees. His hands gripped her rear and embarrassment dribbled into Molly’s core as she felt the way her gelatinous rump jiggled and bounced in his fingers as he played and molded with the tender flesh.
 
“You don’t mind, do you?” He asked innocently, smirking as she stiffened to respond only to gasp in shock as his palms went crashing into her plush cheeks with a meaty SMACK! “Oh, what am I saying? A whore like you? Of course you don’t!”
 
That was all Molly heard before the invasive feeling of her rear being spread wide open, bearing her asshole to the stuffy bedroom air overtook her indignation and the playboys tongue jammed into her mound. Thoughts  turned to static and only Sirius was aware of the raunchy gush of juices spilling down her thick thighs as her spine stiffened and her eyes rolled.
 
Meanwhile, Molly’s brain was fogged as the sinfully pleasurable sensation of Sirius’ tongue spreading open her married lips sent her gasping and trembling through her first orgasm of the night. It certainly wasn’t the last though, the redheaded mother’s legs wracked with spasms as her toes curled and her hips jumped to his moist flicks.
 
Sirius’ chest positively rumbled as he groaned and devoured her taste, slurping down juices as her fat ass smothered him while thrusting backwards to encourage more of his tongue. It was hot, raunchy, divine, and Sirius’ gentle licks turned beastial as something primal welled up inside him, pushing the Noble Heir to nip and bite at her cheeks and lips as she squealed while throwing herself backwards fervently.
 
If there was a single conscious thought running through Molly Weasley’s head at that moment, it would have been about the sheer mortification at Sirius Black of all people tongue fucking her into a boneless, whimpering lump. There wasn’t though, and the big titted adulterer had no knowledge of the widely grinning look of sheer pleasure overcoming her ditzy face as his tongue pulled back to be replaced by two violent fingers, jerking and rubbing against her G-spot as she twerked on his digits for more.
 
Molly’s shaking arms refused to prop up her mature body anymore as the adrenaline fuelled pleasure disappeared thanks to Sirius abruptly prying himself away. A ragged, high pitched whine sang from her plump wet lips as she squeezed her eyes tight and tried to ignore the weakness spreading through her muscles.
 
Meanwhile, Sirius was sitting behind her, squatted on his haunches with muscles rippling beneath his skin as he chuckled at the depraved and luscious view before him. A negligent flick of the wrist allowed him to grab the ruined silk of her destroyed clothing from the floor and bring it up to his lips, thoughtlessly using it as a napkin to wipe her juices from his face while subtly taking another draw of the scent she’d left behind.
 
With a wicked quirk of his lips he reached forward over Moly’s glistening back to take a tight fistful of her iconic red hair, mercilessly pulling back and making her groan as he almost folded her to smear the fem-cum stained shorts all around her face.
 
“Yeaaahhhh~ yummy right? Come on slut! EYES OPEN!”
 
A thunderous SLAP rang out as Sirius reeled back and sent his hand slamming into her rippling cheek, staining it red in the shape of his palm as her eyes and mouth shot wide and he slipped the soiled fabric between her teeth, cutting off the screech of pain and instead forcing her to gag on the taste of her own traitorous cunt.
 
Fresh air invaded her lungs as the shorts were yanked out of her lips though the taste of her arousal still danced on her tongue as she spluttered and seethed. Eyes alight with indignation, Molly twisted her neck to snarl at him but was instead met with a sharp, wet SNAP as the bastard twirled the material and used it like a whip to strike her across the arse!
 
“Come on you saggy old bint, stop lying there pissing yourself and get those knees UP ON THE BED!” SNAP!
 
His laughter melded with the stinging hits of his weapon and Molly found herself scrambling to obey as she desperately made to escape the pain, grunting through gritted teeth as he mercilessly lashed her across the back, buttocks and thighs
 
Every strike made her body jump and Sirius was salivating at the sight of her MILF made curves jumping and wobbling as she crawled and moaned, thighs glistening in the light as thin red lines dotted her skin with her ass clapping and waving to his tune.
 
His treatment was humiliating, but no matter how hard she tried Molly couldn’t force herself to deny the sheer heat pounding throughout her body, radiating out from her puffy mound and bruised, tingling tits as she exposed those sacred spots meant only for her husband.
 
Foolishly thinking he’d relent once she’d done as he said and made it further onto the bed, Molly was treated to a rude awakening as she sighed a breath of relief, only for his hardest lash yet to score a line across her sensitive, dripping pussy. A bonfire exploded to life between her legs and the Weasley matriarch positively howled as her eyes rolled back and her skull rocked back, fingers digging into the bedsheet and her toes curling painfully as she came and showered the bed in her orgasm.
 
Her arms collapsed and she landed on her elbows, ass propped up and offering a free show for Sirius to watch as she lewdly squirted musky fem-cum in a line towards him. 
 
It was enough to make his grin sharpen and the Lord of House Black wasted no time in shucking his bottoms and climbing up after her, bed dipping ominously beneath his weight as he settled on his knees and took a possessive grip of her wide, childbearing hips.
 
“Poor, dirty, Weasley pig…” He mocked, lining up and groaning hotly as he hotdogged her ass with the monster he called a cock. “Did dear old Arthur know he was marrying such a masochistic whore? What about Ginny, did she turn out as much of a needy little slag as you?”
 
“Hnnnngh~ F-fuck you Sirius!” Molly seethed, moaning and flexing her legs as she bumped and ground herself against the absolute weapon sliding against her asshole. “Don’t talk about my Daughter, you degenerate!”
 
The vitriol in her voice was plain to hear but Sirius only laughed harder as it failed to stop her from humping back against him, splattering drops of molten cunt honey against his ballsack.
 
“Maaa, don’t worry Molly, I wouldn’t dream of touching her! Pretty sure Harry’s got his eye on her, ya know? Besides…” His pur sent anxiety and desire straight up her spine in equal measure as he pulled back and set himself up to slide between her plump legs and dewy pussy lips. “Why would I want that dainty little thing when I have such a fat assed, red headed mommy slut RIPE for the fucking?”
 
“FUCK!” She squeaked as his sheer girth spread her entrance wide while slipping along her clit.
 
“Hmmmm, I guess you’re right, I SHOULD get to fucking you! But… where?” He hummed.
 
Molly’s confusion was plain to see as she trembled and turned to look at him from the corner of her eye. There was nothing reassuring about the man to her rear though, and the violated mother got a good glimpse at his twisted smile as Sirius pulled back and anchored the head of his cock at the entrance to her asshole, pushing just enough so that she could feel the ring of her anus stretch and bow under the clear threat.
 
Her eyes shot wide and her squirming turned frantic as Molly tried to buck free. Unfortunately, his hold was unrelenting, and she only succeeded in massaging the wide, flared head of his cock with her cheeks as he groaned and began to push deeper.
 
“Tell me, Mrs. Weasley, am I bigger?” He pulled back harder on her hips as she spluttered and ground back unwillingly.
 
“W-what?”
 
“Than Arthur, you silly bint! My cock, am I bigger than your wimpy fucking husband?”
 
A scarlet wave passed Molly from head to toe at the crude question, mewling at the stinging sensation of her backdoor being pried open as her tits pancaked against the bed.
 
“For Merlin’s sake Sirius, what is wro-HNNNGH FFFFUUUUUCK NOOOO~!” Molly’s anger turned to a wailing plea as he brutally pushed the first inch in, setting her puckered ring alight as her unprepared tunnel was forced to accommodate his girthy bitch breaker.
 
“It’s a simple fucking question Molly, and of course I already know the answer. But I want you to say it. Tell. Me. I’m. Fucking. BIGGER!” He snarled and Molly’s squealing almost shattered glass as his hips gave a powerful jerk and forced the next two inches in as her eyes rolled back.
 
“UGGGGHHHH, please, please, oh Magic its too fucking BIG SIRIUS, you’re ruining me!” She wetly hissed, foaming through her teeth as her jaw clenched.
 
“Say it. Say it you cheating, red headed cunt, TELL ME I’M BETTER!”
 
“YOU’RE FUCKING BETTER! YOU’RE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ARTHUR, NOW PLEASE GET THAT MONSTER OUT OF MY ARSE!” She cried, and with an approving grunt Siris ripped himself free while Molly sobbed in masochistic approval and relief.
 
A satisfied rumble came from Sirius as he eased himself out and admired the way her widened hole began to ever so slowly close, one hand on her cheek to keep her opened up while the other wrapped around his shaft and smacked the head off her inflamed ring.
 
A few moments pass as he sits there, surprisingly patient as he waits for the bodacious mother to gather herself. Finally she does so, jolting everytime her sensitive hole takes a meaty Thwap as her breath billows off the sheets.
 
“W-... why? Why are you doing this?” Molly almost seemed to beg, fingers flexing as the banked coals of her desire refused to die out and she was forced to wallow in her own arousal.
 
“Why am I doing this?” Sirius scoffed, gently stroking her soft flank while his thumb rubbed soothing circles into her hip, causing her to coo. “You’re the one who refused to just take the money. All you had to do was suck up your pride and say thank you, but nooo, you would much rather show up at my door in the middle of the night with less clothing than a Knockturn Alley corner girl.”
 
Molly immediately began to bristle as anger and shame flooded from her pussy to her brain but a persistent pull of her hair had her giving a breathy gasp before moaning as his hot lips met her ear.
 
“I mean really, the only one I feel bad for in all of this is Arthur…” He murmured, smirking as her breath stilled and his hips slipped back to hook his cock helmet into the opening of her dripping cunny. “A loyal family man. Poor old boy, stuck in his sick bed while the mother of his children proves herself to be nothing more than a gooey quimmed slut, happier on her knees than by his side!”
 
“... I’m not a slut.” She sighed, defeated and beaten.
 
Sirius chuckled deep in his chest and nuzzled her hair, drawing in her sweet, homely scent before placing a gentle kiss right behind her ear and earning a shiver.
 
“You’re right Molly. You’re not just any slut. Now? You’re MY slut!”
 
With that, Sirius gave a nut lurching pump and he was in, spearing his way deep into the curvaceous matron's depths while she seized in his grip and howled. It was a cunt like no other he had felt and the Black Lord was left astonished as the molten hot heat of her walls strangled his cock and dragged him deeper.
 
Time stretched to match the extreme reshaping of her walls as Molly felt the thick, veiny anaconda of Sirius Black plunging its way on a war path towards her womb, burrowing into her depths and firing off every nerve along the way. Any discomfort was immediately replaced by liquid lust as her pussy gave an obscene squelch and almost seemed to welcome him in while he used her bright red hair as reins.
 
Sirius could feel the air leaving her lungs as he almost seemed to punch her in the guts with his tool. That didn;t stop him though and inch after unrelenting inch continued onward until he had finally struck gold in the form of her cervix and his cum filled sack had cushioned itself against her ass meat.
 
“Shiiiiiiit~ Molly! How do you give birth to seven kids and still keep this tight!?” He hissed, dropping her hair and unleashing a punishing SLAP into her rear as she bit down into her lip and growled.
 
That only spurred him on though and with an almost mournful tug Sirius vacated her moist depths in favour of dragging his now glistening length free. There was no respite to be found though for Molly and just as her weeping honey pot tried to tell her how much it needed its fill, he came back with a vengeance.
 
Sinking his nails into her tender hips, Sirius jerked and relished the wheeze of disbelief as he slammed back in, balls slapping off her fat ass and plump thighs as she wailed while gushing all over the comforter. A rhythm was quickly established and Molly’s cries melded into the beat, a strangled moan being pushed from her straining lungs with every crash of his hips against her arse.
 
Clap-clap-clap he went and his redheaded victim could only lie there and take it as he pounded into her treasure while her stretched out tunnel squirted the displaced juices out around his shaft.
 
One last final effort was made by the adulterous Witch as her own nails tore into the sheets and she desperately made to crawl out from under his oppressive weight, but Sirius was as unwilling to let go of his prey as he was ferocious. With a wicked snarl he hunched himself over the busty babe’s back and caged her in with his arms before slamming himself down from above.
 
With an orgasmic screech, Molly was pummeled into the soiled fabric below while the man rearranging her quim panted into her hair, more animal than man as he licked his chops and sneered at the way her body was forced flat, curves squishing delightfully underneath him as her dainty feet flew up into the air and her heels began to beat against his well toned arse.
 
It was a complete and utter violation and Molly Weasley was fucking loving it, face pressed into the bed and struggling to breathe as her eyes fluttered and her cunt was battered into one forever lasting orgasm as she spasmodically tried to wring the jizz from his balls.
 
“HNNNNNGH~ That’s it you horny fucking slag, just open yourself up and TAKE IT! What’s the matter slut, my big fat cock too much for your naughty little pussy?” He sneered, jackhammering down with even more force as her muffled squeals reverberated throughout the fabric.
 
If she even tried to respond Sirius couldn’t have known, any noise she made simply sinking into the sheets of her marital bed as she screamed and pounded her fists against the mattress. That wasn’t good enough for him though and with a rabid grunt he jerked himself up onto his feet, now towering over the ruined redhead in a lewd squat as he yanked her hips back and forced her up from the fabric before resuming his punishing pace with the help of gravity, hands planted by her head as hair covered her eyes.
 
“Say it, say it, SAY IT!” He barked and Molly caved as another wave of pleasure flooded her brain.
 
“F-F-FUUUUUCK, YOU’RE~ TOO~ BIG~ FOR~ MY ~TIGHT~LITTLE~PUSSY!” Each punishing blow of his hips as he rammed against the gates to her womb and forced another gurgled word from her throat until the entire sordid confession was loosed into the air with Molly’s eyes rolling back to stare into her skull.
 
“Awww, come on, Molly! Are you telling me after all those squealing brats you’re struggling to choke down my prick? The bed’s so wet though, you must really love it!” He laughed as Molly choked on her own saliva, flinching as her flushed tits flew up to slap against her chin but remaining undeterred as her lust ran wild.
 
“Yes, yes, yes,yes, fuck me, please keep fucking me!” She begged with a crazed gleam in her eye before giving a pained groan as he stopped his pumping and instead began to stir his hips against her wobbling posterior.
 
“What’s that, you've had enough?” He taunted, snickering as she unhesitatingly allowed her face to wetly crash down into the soiled bedding while her arms shot back to pull at his hips, needling him to go on.
“NOOOO~ Don’t stop, I need it! Pinch me, slap me, spank me, fucking ruin me Sirius, do whatever you want! JUST PLEASE DON’T STOP FUCKING ME!”
 
With a tormented cry Molly felt Sirius rip himself from her vice like pussy before aggressively flipping her over onto her back with a delighted squeal. His arms went behind her knees and suddenly the needy, drooling Molly found herself folded into a beastial mating press as the defiler of her marriage rammed himself all the way through to her womb.
 
He groaned and Molly screamed as her most precious place was violated by someone other than her husband, cervix almost cutting off the head of Sirius’ dick as she tightened down and sprayed his abs with a fresh coating of fem-cum. Her tongue 
shot forward and Sirius fearlessly met it in a duel with his own as she mindlessly fell into their sloppy snog, slipping and sliding against each other as slobber coated their cheeks and her womb ruining continued.
 
Locking his lips around her tongue Sirius sucked, slurping the cute pink muscle into his own mouth and dragging his head back as she gurgled and writhed, all the way until he detached himself with a sloppy pop before jamming four of his fingers into her mouth.
 
Her spit splashed around his hand and her tongue writhed beneath his knuckles but Molly took it all in stride, locking dazed orbs with his own penetrating stare as she licked and gagged on his limb while feeling him tickle the back of her throat.
 
A fearsome tit on one of her absurdly large breasts sent her eyes rolling as Sirius face fucked her with one arm while molesting Molly with the other, manhandling the milky orb while using his thumb and forefinger to pinch her nipple.
 
 
A faint trickling and cooling sensation over his previously dry fingers cooled the haze in his mind enough for Sirius to glance down and stare. With his jaw hanging agape and his hips still merrily fucking away, the Noble Lord threw his head back and howled with laughter. With a confused and ditzy tilt of her head, Molly followed usit and looked down at her own bouncing chest, only to burst into scarlet flames with tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she took in the embarrassing sight of her nipples spitting milk all over her torso.
 
“PFFFFT~ HAHAHAHA! Are you fucking lactating?” He wheezed in amusement and disbelief, getting a mortified groan out of Molly as she shut her eyes tight and refused to look at him.
 
With an affronted snarl Sirius ripped his hand free of her swollen red lips, making her gag in surprise as he sunk fingers from both hands into her hair and wrenched her towards him. With her legs spread wide and her milky tits smothering her cheeks, Molly stared up in awe at the man fucking her while he glared down and railed her pussy until cream was leaking from both sets of lips.
 
“Did you not hear me you silly cow? I asked if those big fat fucking shoulder boulders of yours are leaking all over the bed!”
 
With a delighted squeal her cunt walls clamped down around his cock and Sirius’ balls got a fresh dose of honey, well beyond words as she frantically nodded her head while groaning the affirmative as her whole body was thrown around by his thrusts.
 
He gave a gasping chuff as his scrotum clenched at the sensation and Molly soon found her world throwin into a blur as Sirius slipped himself off the bed and dragged her along for the ride, a painful pressure on her scalp seeing the creamy mother latching her arms and legs around his body as he squeezed their bodies together and began to bounce her on his shaft.
 
With all her thick, MILF worthy weight being put to work, Molly felt her eyes bugging out with every sloppy bounce as the new angle saw his cock furiously beating up the back wall of her womb.
 
With the freshly broken whore losing her mind to having her guts reshape, Sirius was free to bask in not only the phenomenal pressure of said cunt, but the soft, warm pressure of her tits flattening themselves against his pecs while fresh, cooler milk dribbled down his body to gently caress the base of his cock.
 
Slamming both hands onto her rippling ass meat, Sirius heartily groaned and jiggled the flesh in his palms before squaring his stance and using it to power fuck Molly’s womb, leaving her breathless as the poor slut was barraged with cunny melting pleasure
 
A brief pause in Sirius slamming her curvy body as forcefully down his cock as humanly possible saw Molly giving a high pitched whine before he reached up and snapped up both of her nipples before tugging them out from where they lay trapped.
 
A despairing Molly stared him in the eye as that beastial, mischievous grin made its return while her own nipples were pushed against her lips.
 
“Suck.” He ordered, and a clearly edging Molly was all too hasty to take them into her mouth as his monster schlong flexed inside her womb while her nails dug furrows into his back.
 
The sight of Molly weasley, beloved wife and mother, locking her lips around those thick, rock hard nipples of hers that had been used to feed her children nearly did more to bring Sirius to his end than any amount of brutal fucking ever could.
 
The cunt pummeling resumed and a spine tingling pump saw fireworks exploding across the MILF’s brain and her lewd tongue rolling obscenely out of her mouth as she shuddered, mindlessly following her instincts and suckling at her own nips while Sirius tried his best to thrust through her body and into her skull.
 
The look of Molly drinking her own breast milk caused Sirius to almost slip and fall on the liquid coating her rickety bedroom floor, catching a glimpse of the table he had seen earlier but too distracted by his newest prize gurgling on her pearly white drink while it dribbled down her neck to really focus on what had caught his attention.
 
As his rhythm sped up and his nuts began to throb, Sirius finally heard what the more malicious side of his prankster brain was trying to tell him as he looked back at the table once more. With a mad cackle signature to his family, the Lord dropped his conquered slut onto her cushiony rump and didn’t even pause as she immediately rolled over onto her front to try and chase her own pleasure.
 
Sirius’ attention though was on two things. The first being an aged black and white moving photograph of what was clearly a younger Molly and Arthur at their wedding. Quickly ripping it from the frame, the marauder turned to look down at a whimpering Molly as her hand plowed in and out of her gaping cunt with a series of lewd squelches.
 
Hooking two fingers into her nostrils he pulled, sneering as she was forced to adopt a pathetic pig snout while looking up at him with lust smeared eyes. Sweat matted, red hair was cleared from her forehead and Molly barely understood what was happening as Sirius spat on the back of her prized wedding picture before crudely slapping it wetly to the skin above her eyes.
 
It stuck, and his hand reached back for one last device as he gripped her by the scalp and waved his throbbing fuck stick in front of her eyes. Molly was quick to catch on and without a word from Sirius, her moist hands struggled to wrap around his sheer girth as she furiously stroked him from base to tip.
“Mmmm, fuck, here it comes you chesty, cheating whore!” 
 
With that grunt his nuts squeezed and his cock pipe widened to allow the powerful jets of jizz to fly from scrotum to tip uninterrupted, blasting Molly across her forehead and cheeks with thick, viscous semen as she sat there with her fingers on her clit and her tongue hanging down to her chin, completely ignorant to the memento showing the happiest day of her life as it was soaked and plastered to her skin with another man's lust.
 
The sight burned itself into his memory and Sirius’ toes curled as he dug deep and somehow found even more to add to his bucketload of cock snot, arresting control of his schlong and aiming to paint his Weasley fuck puppet from head to bush as it splattered across her tits, belly and pubes.
 
The smell was overpowering and Molly’s frantic jilling of her own pussy found fruition as she came, leaving a puddle of musky fem-cum on the floor and letting it soak into the wood as she slumped there, drowning in Sirius’ scent.
 
An insistent tug on her hair saw a meek, broken down Molly Weasley crawling to wherever she was lead, sitting on her thick thighs and looking up to see her tainted, cum stained body dressed in finger marks, handprints and various other fluids in the dusty full length mirror of her bedroom.
 
A wet and meaty slap on her shoulder reintroduced a smell Molly knew all too well as she tiredly moaned at the flaccid shaft laying limp by her face. Tired eyes looked up as she panted with her tongue out just in time to see a smug, grinning Sirius Black with a polaroid Camera in his hand.
 
“Say cheese!” 
 
With a high pitched whine and a flash the view was captured and Sirius couldn’t help it, after shaking out the picture and allowing it to form, as he let loose a low whistle and patted Molly on her head.
 
“Man, I think that’s one for the family album! Think Harry would like to see it?”
 
Her cunt dribbled and Molly fainted.





