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He didn’t know when it had started. This dirty secret that he withheld for months. He didn’t know how it started. Maybe it started from an interest to a full blown lust and want that was trying to consume him. The moment his wife, Nymphadora had given birth to their Teddy—their marriage started to fall apart in a way. They would get into arguments to the point it got into a screaming match between the two. Remus had worked less hours, and decided to work from home, while Nymphadora had worked long hours. Remus had begged her to consider to also spend time with Teddy, and because he was getting exhausted. He loves Teddy but a body can only take so much before exhaustion seeps in. His wife seemed reluctant and hesitant about spending time with their son, but eventually, Tonks compromised somehow. Therefore, in the end, Remus and Tonks had made a plan to hire a babysitter on certain days of the week that Remus needed the babysitter to help care for Teddy, so that Remus can rest, while Tonks worked as she had push back her job and career because of the entire pregnancy.
The yelling and screaming at one another did not do well for their son. As, their little one was subjected to the sensitive and tense atmosphere before the little boy wailed—clearly upset and sad. It had affected Tonks to see her son cry, and when she had tried to comfort Teddy; the little boy rejected her. It broke Tonks heart, and it broke Remus’ heart that his little boy did not want to go and spend time with his mother. But at the same time, he understood Teddy because Tonks was never really around after Teddy was brought into the world. Hence, the day they found and hired their babysitter, the little one would immediately cling onto their young and pretty babysitter.
Remus had sighed in relief, as his little boy no longer had clung onto him, but he also missed the hugs his baby gives him. But in all of this, he would never expect the babysitter to be a young fresh and delectable fourteen-year-old girl with wavy brown hair, light brown eyes and very pale smooth skin. When Tonks had introduced her to Remus, he immediately started to have indecent and illicit thoughts about the girl. Hell, he was old enough to be her father or uncle! But deep down, Remus knew the girl will ruin him. And slowly, the walls and locks that he locked up all the inappropriate thoughts about the girl slowly started to chip away.
So, here he was, four months into having Hermione Granger as Teddy’s babysitter, that Remus couldn’t hold it in anymore. He needed to do something. And he waited. Waited for the days when Tonks was at work and out of town for work, that had Remus staring at the girl, who has her arm full of his son. His eyes tracked the girl as she made her way up the stairs and into Teddy’s nursery. Closing his eyes, Remus released the breath he was hold; then got up from his seat to make his way upstairs.
He reached the nursery, peeking through the cracked door—watching Hermione put his baby to sleep. Teddy had always been a good sleeper and napper, so it wouldn’t bother and interfere with what Remus was about to do. He immediately walked into the nursery and towards the girl until he stood behind her. The girl turned around and she jerked back, shocked at seeing him.
“Mr. Lupin!” Hermione whispered; eyes wide. She hadn’t heard the man stand behind her. It was strange to have the man standing so close to her, that it started to make her feel somewhat cautious and uncomfortable. “I’ve put little Ted to sleep.”
“I know…” Remus replied.
He took a step forward, as the girl stepped back. He snatched the girl’s wrist to pull her into his chest as he descended his mouth onto those sinful lips of hers. The girl froze then sighed into the kiss, and then, her eyes snapped; open hands pushing him back. Remus broke the kiss, releasing the girl. His eyes on Hermione, as the girl panted softly, cheeks turning pink, but her eyes narrowing.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Hermione asked, fist curled up beside her. It was wrong for Mr. Lupin to kiss her! She didn’t like it either! Oh, god, what was she going to do if Ms. Lupin finds out? She glared at the older man. Sure, he was somewhat attractive, and he was fit, but that didn’t give the man the right to suddenly do something inappropriate towards her! “I’m sorry but I’m going now!” She stepped to the side and was about to make her way to the door, when very strong arms wrapped around her. Hermione whipped her head around, mouth open to ready to yell when a hand slapped over her mouth.
“Shh.” Remus whispered into the girl’s ear.
He had an arm around the girl’s waist, while his free hand covered the girl’s mouth. He was getting hard when he felt the girl’s bottom wriggling against his crotch. He breathed heavily into her ear as he jerked his hips forward. “Look at what you do to me. This is all your doing, Hermione.” Remus slipped his arm that was around the girl’s waist and snaked his hand over the flatness of the girl’s stomach. Going further down, until he slid his hand under the girl’s plaid skirt, slipping his hand between soft thighs to cup the soft covered mounds of the girl’s cunt.
He took the soft earlobe into his mouth, sucking and nibbling while he rubbed the soft mounds. The girl moaned softly, jerking her hips back into him then snapped forward as she realized she felt his harden cock poking at her. He dragged the girl over to the chaise lounge chair, throwing her down onto her back. The girl immediately shot up from the lounge chair, for Remus to snatch at her wrist to throw her front face down onto the lounge chair—pulled the girl’s arms behind her. He took his tie off and used it to tie the girl’s wrists together behind her. Remus leaned over her, pressing his chest onto the girl’s back.
“Shh. Shh. You don’t want to wake up, little Teddy, Hermione.” Remus whispered into the girl’s ear.
Hermione turned her head, eyes filled with fear and something else. “This is wrong, Mr. Lupin!” She harshly whispered.
Remus slipped the girl’s skirt down over her very soft round ass, and pressed fingers onto that covered cunt—rubbing it in circular motions. He heard the girl gasp.
“Please…Don’t do this.” The girl whispered brokenly. “I won’t tell anyone. I won’t tell Ms. Lupin what you did!”
Remus pressed his face into the girl’s shoulder, while his fingers pressed more into the now wetness that seeped through the girl’s cotton panties. “Ms. Lupin and I…Our relationship has strained to the point of no return. I don’t see why we should not do this?” He pushed the side and caressed the wet folds of the cunt. “Let me just get a taste of your cunt, Hermione.”
Hermione closed her eyes, body trembling. It was so wrong. She didn’t want her first time to be with Mr. Lupin! She wanted to save herself for someone special. But if she let Mr. Lupin suck her off, it’ll probably make him back off, and she can run back home and let Ms. Lupin know that she won’t be Teddy’s babysitter anymore. The boy was so sweet and he mostly wanted her over his parents. If she tells Ms. Lupin that she quit, she can get away from Mr. Lupin. She opened her eyes and looked at the older man. She nodded.
When Remus saw that confirmation head nod, he moved back and parted the girl’s cunt wide open. The pink beauty of the girl’s virgin hole quivered. He saw the girl’s hole open and close. Tiny drips of juices being pushed out of the cunt. Moaning softly, Remus licked long stripes up and down the wet folds a couple times. The girl trembling and jerked a few times. Then, he used his fingers to part the folds wider to see that pretty pink hole and pushed his tongue into her. The girl keened low, her thighs shaking. He poked, prodded and sucked at the pink hole. More juices streaked out, coating his tongue and the girl’s labia. While the girl was moaning softly, Remus took his tongue out and immediately pushed a finger into the girl, making her cry out in shock then she froze.
Remus paused, finger breaching the hole as the entrance tightened around his one finger. His baby boy was still fast deep asleep. He returned back to what he was doing. Pushing the finger into the girl even more until he felt her pure virgin wall. Remus pulled his finger back then thrusted back into the girl. The body before him trembled even more as the girl hitched a breath. Remus added another finger to stretch that tight hole, groaning when he felt the inner walls stretch and squeeze around his fingers. He prodded his fingers in and out, making sure he scissored his fingers. When the girl started to get even more wet, Remus added a third finger—thrusting in and out faster in fast short strokes. Then, the girl’s cunt clamped hard around his fingers—making her cry out in shock as she came. Remus slipped his fingers out, then he took the girl’s cotton panties and ripped the panties away from and threw the ripped fabric to the side.
He unzipped his pants, taking his cock out and guided his cock to the girl’s quivering cunt. Then, he pushed into the girl, slamming his cock deep within her—not taking the time to let the girl rest. He felt her hymen break, letting him in further until he reached all the way to the entrance of her womb. The girl let out a half yell, half scream that Remus slapped a hand over her mouth as he started to rock in and out of her. Deep fast strokes, as her cunt tried to stretch for him. Each time he thrusted into her, he made sure to hit her G-spot. He continued to pound into her relentlessly snapping his hips faster and faster until he rammed once more into her this time and stilled. Remus tilted his head back as he emptied himself into the girl, then he fell onto the girl’s back with his cock still seated inside.
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The moment Mr. Lupin pushed his cock into her virgin hole, Hermione wanted to scream and cry. She shook her head as he pushed right into her without care, making her almost screaming until her mouth was covered with a hand. She felt him breaking her virgin wall—taking away her virginity; being her first. Tears streamed down her face as she felt the cock keep stretching her pussy wider and wider. It hurt so bad! She wonders if Mr. Lupin will stop but he didn’t. He slipped out and thrusted back into her—over and over again. He was so big! She was scared he might rip her pussy apart!
She felt the older man moan in pleasure, as the cock brutally fucked into her. The pain was still there and it didn’t stop. He just kept pounded into her until the pain slowly disappeared, and Hermione cried even harder as she felt her stomach clenching and Mr. Lupin thrusted once more into her and she felt him go still.
To her horror, Hermione shook her head, scream muffling behind that hand as she felt something hot shoot into her. She felt Mr. Lupin’s cock pulse deeply while she felt something thick and hot spilling inside of her. And she knew…
Mr. Lupin was pouring his semen into her pussy! She didn’t want that! She didn’t want his fertile semen to come inside of her! She can’t let him come even more inside of her, or else she’ll get pregnant! Today’s not a safe day for her! When she felt the older man slip out of her, Hermione tried to squeeze as much of the semen out of her, but somehow, the older man wrapped his arms around her waist and threw her on top of the lounge chair. She fell back, as she shut her thighs only to have Mr. Lupin shoved her thighs apart. Hermione looked down, eyes shedding more tears as she saw a couple streaks of her blood and smeared come from Mr. Lupin on the inside of her thighs as well as his cock.
“No…” Hermione silently cried. Then, she cried even more as she watched Mr. Lupin take his cock, smearing the come on the outside of her labia. Her eyes widened as she watched and felt Mr. Lupin push his hard length right back into her. She threw her head back, gasping out while her pussy was getting stretched open once again.
The older man bent down to her ear and whispered, “So tight, Hermione. I’m your first. You feel so good, Hermione.” Hermione’s breath hitched as she felt the cock thrust into a certain spot, making her body tremble with need. She didn’t like how her body started to respond to the rape. Over and over, the cock slid in and out of her while Mr. Lupin babbled into her ear.
“Your cunt feels so wet from your juices and my come. I’ve been harboring such thoughts about you the past few months. I just couldn’t hold myself back anymore. My marriage is falling apart and the only thing I have now is my son. But you…” Mr. Lupin moaned before he slipped out of her, turning her onto her front as her small breasts was pushed into the cushion of the lounge chair and entered into her again. “I may just have you also. You can give me what I need. I’ve been so lonely. Your cunt makes me feel so good. Hnngh, yes, you make me feel happy and so good.”
The words flowed into Hermione, making her shiver in response. Her body responded to him, making her pussy tighten around his cock.
“You like that, Hermione? Like that your tiny cunt is making me feel good?”
Her pussy clamped down even harder. It was starting to make her feel good, and she didn’t want to like it. But Mr. Lupin was telling her that she made him happy and feel good. But she also knew it was wrong for a married man to do this to her. Somehow, she couldn’t think as the pain that was once there, start to turn into pleasure. Suddenly, Mr. Lupin grabbed her tied wrist to pull her back. Her back arching back as she let out a shocked cry when she felt him plunge deeper into her—hitting something, which made him pause.
“Yes, you’re so perfect Hermione. You feel that?” Mr. Lupin asked.
Hermione felt that wall getting probed into, which sent her into having a climax. Her pussy gushing out juices, her stomach clenched so tight and Mr. Lupin grinded into that wall again and again. Hermione sobbed as her body felt all the pleasure. Mr. Lupin continued to thrust into that wall, making her body violently shake.
“I’m sure you know what this is, Hermione.” She heard.
She knows what it is! Her cervix was getting pounded right into it by Mr. Lupin’s cock! If he pours his semen right into her cervix, then her uterus will drink it! Her womb will have something to fertilize her eggs and she didn’t want it to happen. She doesn’t want to get pregnant!
The girl turned her head around, tears streaking down her cheeks, as she broke out, “Not inside! Please, don’t come inside! It’s not a safe day for me! I’ll get pregnant! Please!”
Hermione begged Mr. Lupin, but somehow, her words seemed to make him rock faster into her in deep, fast strokes. The squelching noises loud in the nursery until Hermione cried in horror while her body climaxed in pleasure, as she felt her cervix getting pushed into and felt the hot splash of semen. Mr. Lupin continued to push at her cervix—as if he was trying hard to push his semen into her cervix.
“You’re going to make me get pregnant…” Hermione softly moaned.
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Later that night, early into the evening hours, Remus had the girl naked on her back on the floor of the nursery—his baby Teddy still dead to the world—with the girl’s thighs pushed up and knees nudging against her shoulders, as he pounded hard and very fast into the girl’s drenched filled cunt. The girl brokenly moaning and telling Remus it wasn’t a safe day for her, that she will get pregnant if he doesn’t stop coming inside of her. It spurred Remus with an animalistic need to pump the girl’s unprotected cunt full of his come. To breed her. To impregnate her fertile womb. To put a baby inside of her and watch her stomach grow with his come. Remus felt his climax approaching and it made him fuck the girl faster than ever. The girl’s cunt making lovely squelching sounds as his cock plunge in and out of her, until Remus slammed downward into her—coming deep, thick jets of come, filling Hermione’s cunt up to the brim. He slipped out of the girl, letting her hips fall flat with her thighs bent and spread wide, as come spurted out of her gaping wide cunt. The girl’s eyes were closed—probably fainted from climaxing so many times the past few hours.
As he finished his dirty and disgusting wishes and dreams of having Hermione, Remus pulled his clothes back, straightening himself before he walked away; leaving the girl on the floor of the nursery.
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It was late when Hermione ran back home after her rape. Her body hurt so much. And between her thighs was sore. Tears streaming down her face as she fell to the floor of her bedroom, sobbing quietly. She can still feel it inside of her. She can still feel as if Mr. Lupin’s cock stretching into her. She can still hear his voice whispering in her ear, his hot breath and kisses all over her body. The young girl crawled over to the side of her bed on her knees to grab her pillow and wrapped her arms around it as she pushed her face into it.
With his seed dripping out of her pussy as she continued to cry herself to sleep.
During the middle of the night, Hermione tossed and turned. Body arching with seat, as she dreamed of Mr. Lupin taking her again and again. Never letting her rest. His hard cock pouring more semen inside of her. Her dream self-smiling and moan lewdly as she begged Mr. Lupin to breed her fertile unprotected womb. Then, her dreams swirled and changed to little Teddy who can walk and make out words in his playpen, as Mr. Lupin bent her over the kitchen counter with her dress tangled around her waist. Her belly large at a couple months at a young age, while Hermione keened sinfully with Mr. Lupin’s cock stretching her pussy open—to feel his semen painting her insides. Both of them hearing Teddy giggle and laugh, while Hermione begged Mr. Lupin to fuck her harder. And when he did, her dreams changed scenes again.
This time, it had her holding their newborn baby, who was a couple months old—suckling at her bruised hard nipple for milk, as she sat down on Mr. Lupin’s cock while he surged his cock up into her.