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Harriet Hotter SB5


Harriet Hotter and the Sorcerer's Bone Ch.5
by Couture

(Ff, humil, etc.)

Please do not read if under 18 years of age or
offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.

(c) 2002 Couture


Harriet woke up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
'Why didn't Chloe wake me?' she wondered, as she
stretched in the bed. It had been two weeks since
Chloe had allowed Harriet to sleep in the bed with her
and every morning Chloe would push Harriet's head
beneath the blanket. "Kiss me good morning," she said
as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

But when Chloe said kiss, what she really meant was
lick me - lick me until I cum. This wasn't so bad
really, because for the first time, Harriet felt
loved. She had almost gotten used to the aching need
in her sex. 'Only another week,' she thought, as she
pulled her hand away from her sex. It had taken seven
spankings, even once with the brush, but Harriet found
out Chloe meant business when she said to wait three
weeks before masturbating.

Harriet got up and slipped on a nightie and picked out
an outfit to wear. They were both second hand, but
Chloe had said she could wear them. The thing about
it was, usually Chloe used give Harriet her ugliest
castoffs to wear. However, lately, the things she had
given her were nice.

Harriet went to take a shower. She was disappointed
she hadn't seen Chloe. She had hoped that since they
were getting along, her cousin would remember her
birthday. 'She probably doesn't even know what day it
is . . . no one ever remembers my birthday here,'
Harriet thought. She wondered what it would be like
if her parents were still alive. She was thankful the
shower washed her tears away.

She cut the water off and began to lather her legs.
At one time, she would have stopped there, but now she
was required to go much higher. She ran the rich
lather over her sex, closed her eyes momentarily, and
then forced the hand away for fear of punishment.
Chloe said it was necessary that the hair wouldn't
allow her to apply the medicine properly. To Harriet
it seemed it just made it more sensitive and served as
a constant reminder of the need in her cunt.

After she was finished in the shower, Harriet dried
off and then began brushing her teeth. Then she heard
a dreaded sound.

"Har-ee-et! Get in here right now!" Chloe screamed.

'Shit, Chloe's pissed. This is not good. Not good at
all," Harriet thought, as she put down her toothbrush
and spit the toothpaste out of her mouth, not even
bothering to rinse it out.

Harriet was running by the time she reached Chloe's
bedroom door, her pert ass flashing from the bottom of
the towel, which was threatening to come undone. She
opened the door and entered to see what kind of
trouble she had gotten into with Chloe.

Chloe sat holding the skirt Harriet had worn yesterday
and she looked very angry. "You little bitch! You
have no respect for my privacy at all, do you? And
what did I tell you about knocking, when the door is
closed?" Chloe demanded.

Harriet looked down at her feet and stuttered, "Y-you
said t-to always knock first be-before entering ma-

"Well . . . go back and do it right," Chloe said,
snatching off the towel covering of Harriet's body.
Here, give me that before you go. I have something on
my shoe."

Harriet turned swiftly and left the room, closing the
door quietly behind her, covering her nakedness with
her hands as best she could. Shivering from the
cold, her nipples hardened causing Harriet additional
embarrassment as she knocked lightly on the door.
"Ma'am, can I please come in?" she asked.

"Yes, you may," Chloe said.

When Harriet opened the door she saw that her cousin
was sitting at the vanity with a towel over her lap.
This did not bode very well for her bottom. 'It's my
birthday . . . I hope I don't get punished on my
birthday,' Harriet thought to herself, her eyes
brimming with tears.

"You know what to do, Hari."

Harriet walked over to Chloe and opened the vanity
drawer. She laid out the paddling instruments
contained within on top of the vanity. Then, she
assumed her position on top of Chloe's lap.

Chloe caressed Harriet's chill-bump covered bottom.
"Hmmmm, which one-which one should I choose. Maybe
the switch, hmmm Hari? How about we leave it in the
hands of fate? Is that okay?"

"Fate ma'am," Harriet replied, choking back her tears.

"Eenie-meanie-minie-moe-catch a rabbit by it's toe and
this is . . ."

'Oh God," Harriet thought with dread. It was the

However, instead of picking the switch, Chloe opened
the second drawer and pulled out something Harriet had
never seen before. She gasped with shock. It was a

Chloe burst out laughing. "Silly goose, I wouldn't
punish you on your birthday. Ha-ha, you should have
seen the look on your face. I thought you were going
to get all mushy on me."

Harriet's heart no longer felt empty. Chloe had
remembered her birthday! But her heart raced from her
nervousness. She rubbed her hand along Chloe's bare
thigh. "C-Chloe, what are you going to do with that
thing?" she asked.

Chloe gently ran the head of the phallus up and down
the bare lips of Harriet's sex. "Well, I was thinking
that since it was your birthday -ah- that maybe we
could make an exception about what the doctor said.
Two weeks - three weeks - what the big diff huh?"

"But-but," Harriet stuttered. She had never done
anything like that and she was afraid. She was also
very horny.

Chloe hand shook. She removed the dildo from the
entrance of Harriet's sex. "Of course," she said.
"You don't have to if you don't want to."

"No," Harriet said, parting her thighs. "I want to . .
.it's just that . . .I'm scared."

"Don't be. You'll enjoy this," Chloe said, as she
rubbed the head of the phallus up and down her
cousin's slit. "I promise."

Just as Harriet's hips started to rock, Chloe removed
the dildo from her sex and placed the head in front of
Harriet's mouth. "Give it a kiss-kiss," said Chloe.

Harriet's eyes appeared to cross within her taped
glasses, as she stared at her wet secretions at the
tip of the cock. It felt weird and humiliating, but
it was what Chloe wanted, so she puckered up her lips.
However, instead of just giving it a peck, Chloe
pressed it in and gave Harriet a mouthful of plastic
cock. The poor girl inhaled through her nose and was
accosted by the odor of well-fucked cunt.

It was at this time Chloe chose to say, "Can you
believe I found this in Mom's room? Don't worry, she
would never use anything like this. She's too damn
uptight. Probably, scared that someone would find it
if she threw it away."

Poor Harriet almost gagged when she heard Chloe's
words. If she wasn't so turned on, she would have
been furious at Chloe's insensitivity.

"Now, let's see if we can get the birthday girl warmed
up with a little birthday spanking," Chloe said.
After twenty licks or so, Chloe took a break and ran a
finger along Harriet's dripping sex.

"Naughty little girl, you like this don't you? Are
you ready for your present?" Chloe teased.

Harriet nodded her head, the dildo bobbing up and down
in front of her mouth.

Chloe spanked Harriet's bottom again, until her
cousin's plump cheeks turned a rosy pink. This time
Harriet's hips arched to catch each blow, while her
cheeks sunk in as she sucked on the plastic phallus.

The spanking stopped and Chloe pumped the dildo in
Harriet's mouth a few times before removing it. "Do
you want it? Do you want me to fuck your nasty hole
with it?" she cooed.

"Yes -Oh god yes-" moaned Harriet, arching her back.

Chloe teased the lips of Harriet's sex with the dildo.
"Tell me Hari. Tell me what you want."

"Please - fuck me please," Harriet moaned. "Oh God,
please fuck me Chloe."

"Fuck you where?" Chloe teased.

"My pussy. Fuck my pussy."

"Spread those pretty legs for me, Hari," Chloe said.

Harriet's legs flailed around as she tried to find
purchase, but since she was laying face down on
Chloe's lap this proved difficult. So, she grabbed
the legs of the chair with her hands for support and
brought her ankles together and up towards her petite

"I'm afraid I don't see a pussy Hari. All I see is a
horny little virgin cunt. Is that what you want

"Please ma'am, fuck it. Fuck my cunt," begged

Harriet might not have picked up on it, but Chloe
certainly did. Harriet called her ma'am in the heat
of sex. The thought of her cousin begging on her lap
and calling her ma'am sent a ripple of pleasure
through her sex.

Chloe eased the dildo in the tight opening.

"I love it when you call me ma'am. Say it again."

"Maaa-aaahmmm. . ." Harriet breathed.

"Mmmmm, sounds like honey. Again."

"Ah-please-ma'am-ah-ah," Harriet moaned, as her hymen
was painfully stretched.

"Shhhh, don't worry baby, I'm going to be gentle. I
want your first time to be special, but it's still
going to hurt a bit."

Chloe gently worked the head of the phallus in and out
the opening of Harriet's sex, just enough to make
Harriet yearn for more.

"Are you sure you want it? You're still a virgie, so
pretty and innocent. After this you're gonna be my
bad little girl . . . my wicked little slut. Are you
sure you want Miss Chloe to fuck it?"

"Oh God yes, please fuck it. Fuck my nasty little
cunt, ma-am."

Chloe reached down and pried Harriet's right hand off
the chair leg and placed it on the wrist of the hand
holding the dildo. "I don't want you to come back
later and say I did something you didn't want. You do
it, if you want it so much. Grab my wrist and fuck
yourself with it."

Harriet jerked Chloe's wrist toward her cunt with a
groan, almost catching her cousin by surprise. Chloe
barely had time to stop Harriet from impaling herself
in one fell stroke.

"No," she ordered. "Do it slow. *I* want to savor

This time Harriet slowly pulled on Chloe's wrist. She
felt the head of the cock part her nether lips and
stop at her hymen.

"Talk to me Hari. Tell me how it feels. Let me feel
it with you," Chloe said.

"It feels big. Ugh - it's hitting something inside me
now. It feels like ah-I'll tear something if I push
it further."

"That's it baby. That's your virginity -- your little

Harriet moaned as she pulled on Chloe's wrist. "Ah-
ah, it's hurting. Ow-ow-ow-fuck, there it goes. Oh-
oh-it still hurts!" Harriet cried, losing control of
her legs momentarily and cutting off Chloe's view.

"Stop for a minute Hari. I want to see." Chloe guided
Harriet's right leg up to the vanity top, knocking
various bottles of fingernail polish to the floor.
Then she lowered her head between Harriet's legs and
waited. Then she saw it . . . a tiny drop of red that
swelled. Then it became a trickle.

"I see it Harriet. I can see your virginity. Get on
the bed, so I can get a better look." Chloe removed
the dildo from Harriet's cunt, much to the poor girl's
disappointment. Then she led her to the bed.

"Open your legs wide for me," Chloe said.

Harriet couldn't believe it and though it humiliated
her to do so, she bared herself to Chloe as she had
done for no other.

"Open it up for me," Chloe said, reaching into the
drawer of the vanity. "Show me your virginity."

Harriet spread her nether lips wide; she could see the
evidence of her lost virginity on her denuded sex.

Flash! Chloe snapped a picture of her debauched
cousin. "I want to remember this forever." Chloe got
in close, just inches from Harriet's sex, snapping
more pictures, immortalizing the event. Strangely,
Harriet was thrilled instead of mortified by the

Chloe's head dipped lower. Harriet gasped as she felt
her cousin's tongue. "Chloe, no, it's bleeding," she
protested weakly.

"I know. I want to taste it. I want to taste your
virginity," she said, before resuming.

Harriet gasped with pleasure. She had never known it
could feel like this. She regretted waiting so long.
However, as the bursts of pleasure began to fill her
cunt the tongue was suddenly gone. Harriet opened her
eyes to see Chloe gazing into her own. Her mouth was
wet and there were a few slivers of red visible on her

"I don't have mine anymore, so this may be your only
chance. Do you want to taste it?" Chloe asked.

Harriet's lips parted and Chloe's mouth lowered. Her
tongue sought Chloe's perfect lips and she sampled her
own flavor and the slightly metallic taste of her
virginity. Then their mouths met, and Harriet
received her first romantic kiss. It was wonderful
and she was instantly in love.

Harriet never felt so whole in all her life. However,
the strange peculiar feelings of uncertainty soon
returned when Chloe wanted more pictures. Pictures of
Harriet holding the dildo that displayed the evidence
of her deflowering. Other pictures of her spreading
and showing herself in the most lurid poses she could
imagine. Harriet shuddered at the thought of anyone
seeing her in such a manner.

Finally, when Chloe was satisfied with the pictures
she had, she pulled her panties down and stepped out
of them. Then, she straddled Harriet's head. "Do the
nasty thing," she whispered, as she lowered herself on
her cousin's waiting lips.

This was Chloe's favorite position. Nothing was
better than being astride her prone cousin. This time
was different though. This time she lowered her mouth
to Harriet's aroused sex and kissed the little nubbin.
She felt her cousin's moans vibrating against her sex.
Chloe's cunt spasmed in pleasure, as an orgasm began
to blossom in her sex.

Chloe lifted up, capturing Harriet's head firmly
between her ankles and humped her face as she came.
Her attention fell to the dildo lying discarded on the
bed. She picked it up and forced the plastic cock
deep in her cousin's sex. "Cum for me you dirty slut.
Cum for me." Then, she dived down and attacked
Harriet's clit with abandon.

Chloe held on tight, as Harriet began to orgasm. She
hugged her cousin tightly to avoid being thrown off
the wildly bucking girl.

It was then that the ground began to tremble and
pictures fell off the wall.

'What the fuck?' Chloe thought. 'We don't have
earthquakes here!" Her mind let this thought go, as
her body shook from the effects of another orgasm.

To be continued. . .


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