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Harry the Cuck	By : JustAWhat Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 69651 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: The author does not own Harry Potter, nor make any money off this story. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual events is coincidental. It is fantasy only; the author does not condone any illegal/immoral actions in real life.

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Warnings: Heterosexual Sex, Infidelity/Cuckold, Voyeur/Exhibitionism, Humiliation, 3some, Masturbation
Summary: It made my mind turn to the dream Ginny told me about, and my original cuckold fantasy had been realized.

Always (Un)Faithful
My wife Daphne and I had played around with the idea of cuckolding me. Being in the Auror Corps, a wife cheating on her husband while he was away was a common theme. Most of the people absolutely abhorred the idea of their wife being fucked with reckless abandon while they were gone, but it was my biggest fantasy.

I came to realize my cuckold fantasy with my ex-girlfriend, Ginny Weasley, who I lost my virginity to. Ginny told me she had a sex dream that I had helped her get onto Dean Thomas’ huge cock and she came in seconds. I wasn't the first guy she’d shagged and while I have an average sized cock (14cm) she told me that she had much bigger than me before. I was extremely jealous when Ginny told me both of those things, but noticed I was also extremely turned on by what she was telling me. We eventually broke up, but not due to my penis size. That drama is another story, for another time.

While dating Daphne, I told her about my cuckold fantasy. At first she was upset about it, but much like Ginny, she’d had bigger cocks before. She ended up talking dirty in bed and talked about getting fucked by a huge cock while I stroked mine, watching her have multiple orgasms (which I never gave her).

When I joined the Aurors, the thought of her being unfaithful while I was away on assignment was a constant thought on my mind, and constantly turned me on. I heavily encouraged her to shag whoever she wanted and to tell me all about it whether by owl or floo call.

One time, during my first long assignment, when I got a chance to floo call my wife, she told me how she went to tea two weeks after I left with some old year mates from Hogwarts. Drinks were flowing and one of the witches had called over some of their male friends who were available at the time. As it started getting later, and the drunken inhibitions getting lower, the impromptu party moved to the bedroom. My wife was drunk, lonely, horny, and as one of the wizards, Blaise Zabini, that came over was starting to grope her round arse, she remembered how I encouraged her, and decided to go with it.

As Blaise groped her from behind, grabbing her arse and her tits, she started grinding her arse into his cock. Then, with his hand that was groping her arse, he reached around and put his hand underneath her skirt and started playing with her pussy. Daphne turned around, started snogging him, and grabbed his cock, stroking it slowly. She told me that his cock wasn't huge, but it was bigger than mine in length and girth. She then got on her knees and pulled his pants down and started sucking his cock, getting it nice and wet for her pussy. Blaise noticed the cold metal of the wedding ring against his cock and it seemed to intensify his excitement. After she was satisfied, she took off her knickers and bent over. He slid up in-between her legs and rubbed the tip of his cock against her clit and up and down her fanny, making her beg. Then, Blaise shoved his cock deep into her aching twat. He grabbed her by the hips and started pounding her tight pussy. She told me how great his cock felt inside of her and feeling her pussy stretched further than my cock could felt better than she could have imagined. She said she felt that familiar feeling, but intensified, starting in her pussy and spreading throughout her body, and started bucking and grinding into the wizard that was fucking her as she started cumming.

Daphne's orgasm came without her rubbing her clit, which never happened when we had sex. Daphne also had the insatiable urge for more, which also never happened with us. Usually she would get off once and be done.

She put the wizard on his back and straddled his still throbbing cock. Blaise started playing with her nipples and sucking on them as she rode him, causing her to moan even louder. She started riding him harder and faster, and as the familiar throes of orgasm began to creep from between her thighs, his grunts became more and more erratic. When Daphne felt his cock pulsing inside of her, shooting his cum deep inside of my wife, she was sent over the edge and started grinding hard into him, taking his whole load inside of her. Blaise put his robes back on and left Daphne with her legs trembling, his load dripping from her pussy, and a satisfied smile on her face.

I sat there on the other end of the floo speechless, with a raging hard on. “I’ll definitely be playing more while you are gone, Harry,” my wife told me. I adjusted myself with a smile on my face; I had finally been cuckolded.

My wife kept her promise of playing more while I was gone. She sent me owls with details of her exploits, but none as hot as the one just told. She even confessed in one of her letters that she actually had cheated on me a few times during our relationship before Blaise, but was too scared to tell me about it because she thought I was only fantasizing. That turned me on even more and Daphne recounted those events for me as well in the letters.
On the week before I came home, Daphne told me she had a surprise for me. I knew it had to be something related to my newfound position as her cuckold, but my mind raced, wondering what the surprise would be. I was almost certain she would be at the homecoming with a freshly fucked pussy.

As I walked inside my house, I could hear my wife moaning and the bed banging against the wall. They left the bedroom door wide open so I could see almost immediately what was going on. Daphne was wearing some kind of muggle maid lingerie and was getting fucked doggy-style by another wizard uniform and judging from how far the guy’s hips were coming back, he had to have at least an 8-inch cock. As I walked into the room, I realized my judgment was correct and he was about as thick as my wrist. I also realized I knew the wizard – Draco Malfoy. Who knew that my old Hogwarts’ rival would be so well endowed?
Malfoy acknowledged my presence by saying "I've been keeping your wife's pussy nice and warm for you while you were gone, Potter." Daphne didn't have anything to say other than to moan in agreement.
I sat down and pulled my hard cock out and stroked as I watched my wife get pounded by Malfoy. I was mesmerized by the size of his cock and how it dwarfed mine in comparison. As my wife was about to succumb to orgasm, he caught me staring and pulled his huge cock out of my wife and said, "Quit staring at my dick and stroking your cock, Potter; put that little worm away or your wife isn't getting any more of me."
Daphne shouted, "Harry, put your skinny little dick away, now! It just ruined my orgasm." I obeyed, despite becoming even more aroused at their verbal humiliation. “Draco, get your cock back in me!”

After I put my cock away, the Auror – Draco - flipped my wife on her back and began fucking her missionary. I strongly resisted pulling my cock out and stroking it again after seeing that, and decided to lightly rub my cock through my pants, without notice from the Auror or my wife. I was amazed by his stamina, being able to ruthlessly fuck my wife without hesitation or falter. I could tell by her moans and her curling toes that she was about to cum. Draco must have sensed it as well, as he started to pound Daphne harder and faster and she began to shudder in orgasm. He kept pumping and, something I'd never seen, my wife started cumming again, again, again, and again. The Auror started pumping my wife harder and harder and with a loud grunt, pulled his massive cock out and sprayed his cum all over my wife's pussy. Draco took a moment to catch his breath then gathered his things and left. Daphne's legs were trembling but she spread her legs and motioned for me to come to her.

I climbed on the bed and she told me she needed to be cleaned up. I got up and went to grab a towel for her and she said, "No, Harry! With your tongue, cuck." I will admit that I had fantasized many times about licking cum from my wife's pussy, but when brought face to face with it, I was extremely hesitant. This displeased her. Daphne shoved my face into her pussy and I began to lick her clean. I didn't like the taste of Malfoy’s cum at first, but as I kept licking and tasting her pussy juices mixed with his cum, it turned me on more and more that I was cleaning my wife's pussy up.

Daphne ordered me to lie on my back and as I obliged she straddled my face. She started grinding on my face and taunting me by saying things like, "How does his cum taste, little boy?" and "Draco’s cock is so much better than yours, Harry!" She used my face to bring herself to orgasm.

She reached behind herself and felt my throbbing cock and laughed, saying how tiny it seems now. She straddled herself onto my cock. I moaned in pleasure, enjoying the feeling of my sweet Daphne's stretched out cunt. She looked down and felt between her legs and let out evil laugh "I can't even feel it, Harry!" That combined with very subtle movements of her moving around on my cock to see if she could feel it inside her sent me over the edge and I blew my load in her pussy. She couldn't even feel that either but she could tell by my facial expressions and my grunts. My punishment for being a "skinny dicked loser" was to clean my cum out of her with my tongue. When I willingly went down on her she said, "Welcome home, Harry." As I licked her clean for a second time and noticed my cock getting hard again, I knew that I would be her skinny dicked, loser cuckold for life.

Daphne continued to see Malfoy after my homecoming. We both found it very exciting for me to walk in on her while she was shagging him and so she ordered me to tell her when I was coming home from work so that she could have him come over and start fucking her before I arrived. I never caught them in the same place twice. I caught them on the sofa, in the kitchen, in the guest room, the loo, and even on one late work-night on our porch wearing a skirt sitting in his lap with her knickers around her ankles and his hands up her shirt. We were both upset when he married her younger sister, Astoria, but I had another wizard in mind for her.
After Malfoy married her sister, Daphne had a few other flings with some other guys, but none matched up to Malfoy’s prowess and endowment in bed. It got to the point where she just got a nice big strap-on for me to fuck her with. While I enjoyed the humiliation (it was a huge turn on that if I was going to fuck her, she'd rather it be with a dildo) it just wasn't as hot as watching her getting fucked into submission by a virile stud. Daphne was craving another great lover and I knew just the person for her.

I was still best mates with Ron Weasley, despite the nasty split with his sister, Ginny. He was an auror like me. Everyone knew about his huge cock, we had all taken showers around each other back at Hogwarts, and been in our pants together while on assignment. His cock just bulged. People always joked that when Ron was cold he was still bigger than everyone else on a good day.

During my first assignment, Daphne would send me sexy pictures, taken by one or more of her lovers. On more than one occasion I caught Ron stealing glances at the photos when I was looking at them, and could notice a stirring in his pants. One night I heard someone going through my stuff when they thought I was asleep. When I heard them walk away, I quietly got up and followed him from a distance. I could tell that it was Ron. He had his cock in his hand stroking to my wife's pictures. I was in awe of his dick. I knew it was big from seeing it the showers, but that was limp, and now I saw it hard. Fully erect he had to have been almost 10 inches long and incredibly thick. He was stroking his cock to a picture of my wife standing up with her legs spread, bent over, and spreading her arse and pussy open for the camera. I left to go back to my cot before he finished so he wouldn't find me watching him. As I lay down, I found my thoughts turning to Daphne taking Ron's swollen member. I started stroking my cock and came quickly from thinking about him ruining my wife's pussy. About 20 minutes later I heard him come back and put the pictures back.

This happened several times and every time that I got new pictures, he went through my stuff and went to stroke himself like clockwork. I didn't tell my wife about it because I wasn't sure that getting one of my close friends involved in our deviant lifestyle would have been healthy, but as Daphne was getting more frustrated with not having a well-hung lover, I decided to tell her about what had happened with Ron and her pictures. She got really excited at the prospect. She told me how she always thought Ron was hot and thought his muscular build was sexy. The next time I fucked her with my strap-on, she said she couldn't stop fantasizing about Ron fucking her.

We decided to invite him to our house for a "muggle movie night" with a little firewhisky involved. We watched a couple cheesy action movies with Daphne sitting in between the two of us. As we got more and more tipsy I noticed Daphne's hand on Ron's thigh, and a bulge starting to grow in his trousers. Ron excused himself to use the loo. While he was gone, Daphne told me to announce that I was tired and was going to bed when he got back. I agreed that was the best way to go, because even though I knew he wanted to shag my wife, he was a nice guy, and that he probably wouldn't have fucked Daphne without some heavy influence on her part and without me in the room.

When he returned, I announced that I was going to sleep but he was more than welcome to stay and finish the movie. Lying in the room, my cock ached with anticipation of what would happen. Thirty minutes passed by and I hadn't heard a peep out of either of them. Then I heard Daphne let out a gasp. Moments later I heard slurping noises, Daphne gagging, and Ron's grunts. I couldn't bear being in the other room while my wife was about to get the shag of her life, so I crept out of the bedroom door. I saw Daphne sucking Ron's cock, and his head was tilted back on the sofa with his eyes closed, enjoying my wife's lips and tongue working their magic on his cock. It was just as big as I remembered and Daphne couldn't even hold the whole thing in her hand. Her other hand was underneath his shirt feeling his ripped abs. He opened his eyes to look down at Daphne taking his cock as far as she could and he saw me standing there watching. He gasped and jumped up saying "Mate, Harry, I'm so sorry, she was coming onto me so hard after you went to bed, and she's so hot and..."

I interrupted his nervous chatter, saying, "It's okay, sit down and enjoy my wife's attention, you wouldn't be the first guy I've caught her with." This calmed him down a little bit. The surprise of me walking in on them didn't seem to affect his throbbing erection though, and he sat down and my wife continued to suck on his cock. She was squatting in front of him blowing him like it was the last cock she was ever going to have, licking from his balls all the way up to his tip. She ordered me to lick her pussy while she savored the taste of his cock. She was just in her bra and knickers and I made my way to position my face beneath her. She had a huge wet spot on her knickers. I pulled them to the side and began licking her pussy. She started moaning all over Ron's cock, which in turn made him moan. For some reason, the fact that I was indirectly making Ron's blowjob better turned me on immensely.

Daphne was ready for Ron's cock. I watched as her pussy lifted away from my face and straddled him on the sofa. I sat up, my face covered in my wife's juices and watched in anticipation as she held his cock in her hand, rubbing the tip up and down her slit. Then she slowly lowered herself down onto his cock, gasping and moaning, taking it inch by inch. The further she went down the louder her moans became. Ron seemed to enjoy making my wife squirm on his cock and he smacked her arse as she slowly descended on his enlarged member. When she finally reached the hilt she started shuddering, whimpering, moaning, and screaming. I realized that she was cumming and they hadn't truly even started fucking yet. It made my mind turn to the dream Ginny told me about, and my original cuckold fantasy had been realized. After her first orgasm subsided, she started rocking back and forth on his cock, moaning loudly. She began to ride him, slowly rising and falling onto his thick veiny cock, her pussy gripping to it like it didn't want any outside of its tight walls. As her pussy finally adjusted to the length and girth of his cock, she started to ride him harder and faster, bringing herself all the way up just below the tip of his cock and slamming back down.

I had a great view, seeing Daphne's big round arse bounce up and down on my friend's superior cock. I pulled my cock out and started stroking while watching her fuck like a porn star. Ron saw my dick and while laughing said "No wonder why she likes fucking other guys, Harry!"
Daphne replied saying, "I told you he had a skinny little cock" The combination of seeing my wife impaled by a huge cock and one of my best friends and my wife humiliating me sent me over the edge and I shot a huge load all over myself. My wife giggled saying, "Such a big load for a little cock," and went back to ignoring me and fucking Ron. Daphne was riding him with fervor when her toes started to curl and threw her head back and let out an animalistic moan, cumming all over Ron's huge cock. He grabbed her by the hips and started thrusting upwards, his balls coming up and slapping against my wife's arse. Daphne kept cumming over and over as he kept pounding relentlessly into her.

Her orgasms subsided but Ron had yet to cum. He positioned her doggy-style with her knees on the ottoman and her hands on either side of my legs. He told me I should be able to see my wife's facial expressions. As he slid his cock into her, her face was that of pure ecstasy. I had never seen such a satisfied expression since we started the lifestyle. He grabbed her by the hips and started pounding her once tight cunt mercilessly. I could see her arse rippling as his body met hers, her tits bouncing in my face.
I started stroking my cock again. She started taunting me. "His cock is over twice the size of yours, Harry, but over a thousand times better. I always wondered how Ron would be."
Then she said, "Oh my Merlin, you have never made me feel like this, Harry." Her snide remarks sent me over the edge and I came all over her and myself. Daphne ignored my orgasm as he starting pumping her more furiously and his grunts became more frantic. She started cumming over and over again telling Ron that she wanted his cum deep in her pussy. He let out a loud groan as he pumped and dumped his thick load deep into Daphne's cunt.

After he pulled his cock out, Ron gave a smug grin and smacked Daphne’s arse as he went to the loo to clean his cock off. Daphne straddled my cock, making sure only the tip was in and let Ron’s load drip down my cock to my balls and onto the sofa. She then sunk her stretched out pussy onto my cock, making sure to remind me that she couldn't feel me at all. She wriggled around on my cock to see if she could feel me like she did with her last hung lover and again told me how she wouldn't even know I was inside of her if it wasn't for the look on my face. I blew my load inside of her, savoring the way her well-stretched pussy fit very loosely around my cock. Ron had heard Daphne's comments from the loo and let out a chuckle.

My wife told Ron that he was welcome to spend the night and he eagerly accepted. They continuously fucked throughout the night next to me in our bed and they would both collapse and fall asleep. Then one would wake up and would start playing with the other until they were both awake and fucking again. I hardly slept at all that night.

After Ron left in the late morning, Daphne straddled my face and made me lick Merlin knows how many loads of cum that had been shot into her pussy. After I cleaned her and she came all over my face, she lay down on the bed, and passed out from exhaustion. I lay there for a moment, extremely tired, but extremely happy. I gazed upon my sleeping wife who had a satisfied smile on her face. I was smiling too; she had a new stud to play with.

Daphne and Ron still continue to play together. Even after Ron married Hermione, he still would come over to fuck my wife behind my friend’s back. Ron remains Daphne’s favorite lover. My wife would still occasionally play with others and confided in Astoria about her exploits. Her sister gave her a proposition but that is a story to be another day.

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