Chapter 215- Parvati Patil! Part-3 ~Heavy NSFW~

{Saanjh Silks, Thane, Mumbai}

{12th July 1991} 

{Parvati's POV}

She took a deep, shaky breath as nervousness and anticipation wreaked havoc through her mind. Her hand curled around his hardness, she tightened her grip and the familiar feeling of pleasure welled up inside it, it started battering at her defenses, this insatiable pleasure and desire that wound up forcing her to her knees. Her lips parted as she moved forward, the tip, tasting slightly bitter, entered her mouth. 

The displeasure at the taste didn't even get the chance to arise as the pleasure that radiated from her core instantly ignited her nerves. She closed her eyes and moaned unconsciously. Her eyes opened, looking up, she noticed that his attention was focused on her cleavage. A sense of pride did fill her. She had worked hard during school; she didn't know why a witch's breast size was linked to their mana core, but beggars can't be choosers. Plus, she had an advantage anyway.

Her thoughts returned to the present as Rigel's hand came to the back of her head, the push came soon after, and his manhood started to explore deeper down her gullet. The pressure was small at first, but then it increased and stopped when she gagged. The sound echoed around the room, and they both froze.

The anticipation and fear at being caught, the heiress to the Patil family, now on her knees, sucking on cock like a common whore. She could hear the rumors spreading, and the warmth in her core increased as she shivered. Her tongue swirled around his length as she started sucking again, inviting the pleasure to consume her. Rigel didn't force her head down after the first gag, so she had to take matters into her own hands.

Forcing herself to choke on his dick, she could almost hear the sounds muffled by the curtains lingering in the hallways. It was just a curtain, a small, flimsy strip of cloth that almost anyone could push aside at any moment. One small tug would be it: she would bring shame to the family name, one that their family had maintained for generations.

...

"Parvati? Parvati! Have you seen Rigel?" Ginny's voice came muffled through the curtain. She froze, and Rigel's grip on her head tightened. She looked up her panic was cut through by Rigel's calm gaze who pulled his hips back, his cock slowly leaving her lips, providing her some last vestige of pleasure as he left her mouth.

"Parvati? Where are you?" Ginny's voice rang out again, a mix of nerves and annoyance echoing down the shop's curtained hallway.

"I'm here," Parvati replied. She quickly snatched her top and used it to dab her mouth. She looked at the mirror, and, other than the tousled hair and her being half-naked, she looked okay.

'I mean, my eyes are a little red, but she shouldn't notice that.' She consoled herself.

Leaning her head out between the curtain folds, she caught a glimpse of Ginny—her hair blazing even in the dim light, her new black saree elegant but obviously not making her feel any less anxious.

"Ginny!" Parvati called out again, trying to keep her voice light. "Over here. Give me a sec."

Ginny hurried up, her bare feet making no sound on the carpeted floor. She was chewing her lower lip—a sure sign she was worried, even if she was trying to look calm. The black saree suited her so well, the dark contrast with her flaming hair making her look almost regal and not at all like the little sister of Ronald Weasley.

'I can see now more than ever why Rigel is interested...'

"What's wrong?" Parvati asked.

"Have you seen Rigel?" Ginny asked again, almost whispering this time. "He was outside, wasn't he? I can't find him anywhere."

She did her best not to let the flutter in her own chest show. "Don't worry, Ginny. Last I saw, he was eyeing a set of kurtas and wandered over to the men's section. You know how he is—" Parvati paused as she felt him move behind her, his hands grabbing onto her bare ass, "—gets distracted by a book or a new style or something..." she said pointedly which did nothing to slow him down. 

Her breath hitched as his finger hooked onto the thong that was covering her pussy, she tried very hard not to let anything show as she focused on the redhead in front of her. Which was especially hard because her thong was roughly pushed aside and she felt something hard line against her slit.

Ginny didn't look quite convinced. She tugged at the pallu of her saree. "Well yeah... I just wanted to ask what he thought before I bought this."

She smiled, or at least tried to, pulling the curtain, hiding her body behind with only her face showing. "You look fantastic, Ginny. He'll think so too, trust me. Just wait for him out front—" She paused, Ginny looked at her questioningly as she tried very hard not to let it show that Rigel had moments ago shoved half his dick inside of her. "—he'll turn up. I'll be out in a minute myself, just let me finish wrangling with these pleats."

Ginny let out a soft laugh, some of the worry fading from her face. " Yeah, no kidding, the attendant did it so fast, I'm not sure I can do it by myself, do you need help?"

'Get the fuck away bitch...' She screamed in her mind as her vision almost swam, her orgasm was hammering away at her consciousness.

"Yeaaaahh," Parvati replied, her eyes almost closed as her toes curled from the pleasure. She changed it to a wink and tried to send Ginny away, "It's Saanjh Silks & Spells. Nobody's ever gotten lost in here for long. Unless you count losing yourself in the fabrics, he'll be back soon."

Ginny nodded, her eyes lingered on her face, which should look weird to her, but she couldn't control herself. Her shoulders dropped a bit as she started back down the hallway, her silhouette gracefully retreated in the new black silk. Parvati watched her go, then took a deep, shaky breath and turned her attention back inside. Pushing the curtain close, she let herself go.

"~Silencio~"

"Mhhhhhhhh~"She heard the charm being cast, and the orgasm that she had forcibly suppressed burst through her as she moaned. Her body folded. Rigel had been carefully hammering against her, never fully seating inside her as not to jostle and gave it away that someone was fucking her as she talked to Ginny. But the minute the charm was cast, his grip on her ass tightened and with powerful deep thrust he started hammering away. 

She saw stars as her body floated, her squirt sprinkled onto her face which was now hanging in between her legs as Rigel supported and used her body, his cock swelling inside of her telling her that his orgasm was eminent. The dam burst moments later, or has it been minutes? She looked at her own appearance in the mirror as Rigel pumped a load straight into her womb.

'I look like a whore... and I love it.'

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AN- Want to see the scene from Ginny's POV, or move on?