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Potter's Loss, Weasley's Triumph
By : Henry1995
Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes
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Lily Potter endured an awful walk to the Ministry floo her skin crawling as Ron repeatedly tried to grope her breasts. Fearful of running into anyone she tried to stop him multiple times but was unwilling to argue and risk upsetting him further. She had floo-called James as Ron had requested to inform him that she would be coming home early from the party and would not be alone. James had understood. The couple had spent months debating the best way to approach their cuckolding fantasy and were planning to bring Daniel into their bedroom in the coming weeks.
Except now it was the loser Ron coming to the private party at their house not the black bull she had dreamed of. She had not told her husband about the unexpected change in the cast because the upstart had ordered her not to. She was more than happy to oblige this request knowing James would never tolerate some lowly Ministry flunky coming into his home let alone willingly allowing him to dominate them as a couple.
As Ron continued to paw her body Lily’s mind was elsewhere. Her thoughts were gradually becoming clearer as the impact of the evening’s alcohol began to lessen, though a mild hangover was already starting. Her options however seemed limited. In the office, Ron had been clear about how he expected the evening’s entertainment to pan out. Lily would floo first and make sure to leave the floo open behind her. She would seduce her husband tying him to a chair in the living room with a blindfold to restrict his vision. Ron would slip into the room quietly and watch the erotic scene play out. Once the husband had been blindfolded, he would step out of the shadows and take center stage with James’s willing wife.
At least, that was how the Boy Wonder had planned it. Lily on the other hand had no intention of simply playing along. She would never simply lie down for anyone. She would not be blackmailed. It was not in her nature to meekly comply with such sickening demands. She would not allow anyone to exploit her—and especially not a loathsome individual like Ron. No, she had a number of options, but she had yet to fully settle on her plan of action.
Firstly, she could arrive home and scream as loudly as she could. Such an approach would bring James running and surely scare off Ron. However, Ron would then be free to distribute the photos and potentially ruin her career and public image so that was a non-starter. Secondly, she could go along with the plan but whisper to James that there was a problem as she seduced him leaving his binds loose enough for him to escape if needed. It had plenty of risk—particularly if her blackmailer discovered her attempt to sabotage their deal—but perhaps offered the ideal opportunity of forcing Ron into erasing all the evidence that he had gathered. Or finally, she could comply fully with Ron and hope he kept his mouth shut. It wouldn’t be the third option, she promised herself. She was not going to be the obedient little fuck buddy that the young wizard envisaged.
Her train of thought was interrupted as the two of them arrived at the floo connections in the Ministry atrium. As she picked up some floo powder in her hand, she wondered whether Ron knew her well enough to understand that she would not meekly accept the situation. Out of the corner of her eyeshe could see him shaking his head as if in full conversation with himself. True she’d underestimated him but he was still an idiot.
Lily stepped towards the floo, only to find the prick had moved to block the way. “What?” She could not hide her irritation, eager to get home and enlist James’s help to turn the tables on the odious prick standing before her.
“Boss, there are a couple of things we need to agree on before going in. Just a few little reminders so nothing… unplanned… happens in there.”
Bastard. Lily was fuming as she arrived through the floo. Ron had completely outmaneuvered her this evening backing her into a corner that she could only see one way out of. And that option made her feel sick. He had trapped her.
His words before she had stepped through the floo had been brief but menacing, the spite glimmering in his eyes as he spoke. Before Lily had even arrived back at the office from the pub, he’d been busy ensuring his plot to blackmail his boss into bed was foolproof. The result was simple. The incriminating lewd pictures and messages that Ron had earlier uncovered had been copied and sealed into multiple envelopes. One had gone into his Gringotts vault with instructions that only he could retrieve it in person.
It was the rest however that concerned Lily the most. They had been sent to a postal service in Diagon Alley. If Ron did not floo call and tell them otherwise by a certain deadline they would simply send the mail to the recipients. Apart from one letter which would go to the Prophet, the rest would go to prominent Ministry employees and her son. Ron would cancel the order to send the letters, but only if everything went to plan and he was happy with her performance. If she refused to follow his instructions to the letter or attempted to get James to curse him then he’d allow all the pornographic material to go public. The choice was simple: play by his rules or risk her career. It left her no choice—and no room for negotiation either.
Unable to see a way out of the situation, she’d simply nodded her acceptance of the situation meekly before flooing home. “James?” She called out into the fully lit hallway, surprised her husband had not come out to greet her like usual.
“In here,” came the reply from the lounge. He had been waiting for her—and was obviously making a conscious decision to stay out of the way of the bull that she was bringing home. If only he knew the full story, she sighed gently. She slipped off her coat, placing it in a heap on top of her large, expensive handbag, but kept her high heels on—she knew how to push a man’s buttons in the bedroom.
As she moved towards the living room, she glanced behind her. Lily had heard the floo flare up after she had arrived, but Ron was nowhere to be seen. Her husband was already stripped down to his silk boxers in anticipation. His honed body twinkled with small beads of sweat as the room’s fireplace crackled next to him. Despite being in his 40s, James’s body had remained in great shape—a result of being a powerful wizard not to mention his work as an Auror.
The room was stifling—a complete contrast from the chilly air outside. The change in temperature made Lily feel dizzy. James rose from his seat to pass her a glass of champagne which had already been poured and placed on the glass table in the center of the room.
“Hello, Mrs. Potter. You are looking rather fine.” She accepted the glass flute he offered her forced a smile and bent over to greet her husband with a sloppy kiss. “Thank you, honey.”
Judging by the empty bottles on the table, this wasn’t James’s first drink of the evening. His hands greedily explored Lily’s body starting by cupping her face tenderly before sliding down inside her top to grope her nipples. As if surprised to find her nipples were already erect, James pulled them harshly causing his wife to gasp with pain. He tore off the lacy green top with barely concealed anger and yanked her bra away to reveal her magnificent breasts. Despite their ample size, her globes had remained pert with her hard nipples defiantly pointing upwards with her long red hair draped over them.
James studied his wife’s impressive assets for a second before burying his head between them kissing her perfect skin tenderly. She stood topless in the middle of the room allowing her horny husband to maul her body. He knew what buttons to press for her enjoyment, guidance was not needed. She held his head in her hands as he caressed her chest enjoying the expert arousal of her sensitive nipples while covertly looking around for any sign of Ron. He still remained hidden from view.
Sensing the movement above him James whispered, “Where is he?” Lily bit her lip. It was decision time.
Ron watched transfixed as the topless woman cradled her husband's head into her chest. The young wizard could feel his heart pounding as he gazed upon the graceful curves of his boss's gorgeous figure. He swallowed realizing his mouth was bone dry. Ron was positioned near the bottom of the stairs waiting in the shadows for his part in the scene to begin. He could feel himself sweating but was unsure if it was nerves or excitement that was making his body perspire so profusely. His erection pressed against his trousers with Ron no longer trying to hide it. Lily would soon see what he had to offer in full—and she’d love it. He smiled to himself. Even if she didn’t he’d make sure she told her husband that she did.
The couple changed position, the movement making Ron snap his focus back to the room ahead. He could see the teeth marks on Lily’s succulent breasts, marked red from her husband’s attentions over the past few minutes. Both his hands were now on her ass unzipping the black skirt and letting it fall to the ground. Ron’s cock twitched, and he groaned. For one terrible second he thought he might ejaculate in his boxer shorts, but the moment passed quickly. He exhaled slowly, trying to regain his composure.
Lily was wearing only a black G-string, black hold-up stockings, and creamy-colored stilettos. She looked like a Veela prostitute. His palms were sweating as he watched the woman lean back on the glass table,allowing James to push her thong to one side and lick her sensitive folds. Ron noted her pussy was still entirely shaved. She had not just done it for the pictures then. He expected nothing less. In fact apart from the gorgeous red hair on her head there did not appear to be a single hair upon the rest of her delicious body.
Licking his lips in anticipation, Ron craned his neck forward to fully lap up the scene in front of him. Hips thrusting in time with James’s tongue muscles Lily threw her head back and groaned with pleasure. Ron watched enthralled torn between wanting to participate in the erotic action and never wanting such a sight to end. Several minutes of panting ended in a deep, low moan and prolonged shiver before Lily tapped her husband on the top of the head indicating the climax had passed.
James withdrew his face from her groin rising from his knees and settling once again on the armchair that he had been perched upon when they arrived. Still flushed from the fading orgasm Lily scooted off the glass table picking up her champagne flute as she regained her feet. The woman knew exactly what her husband expected. She threw back the remainder of the expensive alcohol dropped to her knees and plunged her lips over James’s rock-hard cock.
James gasped as the cold tingles of the bubbles, Lily’s warm mouth and his hot, throbbing dick collided with spine-tingling impact. Ron was impressed by Lily’s performance and her enthusiasm for pleasing her husband. It boded well for him. Her blow job skills seemed immaculate, a deep-throat action, fully taking James’s eight-inch penis without hesitation. She mixed it up though—altering her technique to flick her tongue over his tip while her right hand kept up a solid rhythm of wanking.
She truly was a dirty slut, Ron thought giddily. He could see her spare hand go nimbly towards a nearby chest of drawers, removing several items. Then Lily broke away from the fellatio masterclass crouching down towards the base of the chair. Ron took a step forward to see what she was doing. He smiled. The woman appeared to be following the script as instructed but he would not make the mistake of underestimating the cunning minx. She was tying her husband to the chair. It was time to make his entrance.
Lily knew timing was everything, or Ron would get the better of her. Worse still the lewd pictures would be published. It was going to be a close thing, no matter how it panned out. If her calculations were correct, the twenty minutes he had given her to tie James up were almost over. It had been difficult, but she had managed to cast a wandless charm on the rope to make sure the knot would be undone easily by James. Once James got free, he would undoubtedly take care her blackmailer. Weasley didn’t have the backbone to stand up to a fully trained Auror holding him at wand point. This whole charade would be over in the next couple of minutes.
She had tied both of James’s arms and feet to the chair as Ron had clearly instructed beforehand. They looked tightly tied but any simple movement of force would see the bonds fall away without protest. James would be free in seconds when she said the word and be able to deal with the pathetic wimp lurking somewhere in the shadows. Lily reached back into the drawer and withdrew the final object—a blindfold. She nestled on James’s lap as the blindfold slid over his eyes.
As quietly as she could, Lily whispered into his ear: “Sweetheart, there’s something I need to tell you.” He turned his head, sensing her concern despite being unable to see. She moved a finger to his lips to stop any words escaping. Speaking so closely to his ear that her lips lightly flicked his skin with every word, she said: “It’s complicated, but this evening…”
Click.
She froze mid-sentence as Ron appeared from behind the chair. She recoiled surprised to see him so close to them both. Her face fell as her mind tried to make sense of what had happened. And her eyes grew in horror as she realized the truth, Ron had slapped a dark red bracelet on one of James's wrist. Being an Auror's wife she recognized the bracelet for what it was. Until Ron himself removed the bracelet - or the Ministry was called here to remove it - husband would not be able to do magic. Ron also flicked his wand at the ropes making them unbreakable.
James would only be a spectator for the rest of the evening’s activities. Lily slowly raised her eyes to meet Ron’s piercing blue eyes. The knowing shake of his head sent a chill down her spine. He flicked his eyes indicating for her to move into the kitchen.
“Lils?” James sounded worried, slightly fidgeting in the chair that he was strapped to. She stroked his face to try to soothe his obvious nerves. “Relax, James. Your fantasies are about to come true. Enjoy it.” She traced her fingers across his naked body as she moved away from her husband to follow Ron out of the room.
Acutely aware that she was walking around topless in front of a stranger, Lily scooped up her scarf in the hallway to try to cover her modesty. Ron leaned against the island in the middle of the kitchen, shaking his head as her high heels clicked across the heated floor. “You really think I’m stupid, don’t you?”
“No, I…”
Lily’s protests were immediately silenced by Ron slapping her backside with venom. “Look, you dirty little tramp, I warned you. Since you tried to play me, I’m changing the plan for tonight. And you are going to do everything I say—or you can read about yourself in the Prophet tomorrow morning.”
Ron moved closer to her so there was barely an inch between them, pulling the scarf away to expose her perfect breasts once more. He spoke in a low whisper every word oozing malice. “Nice try, by the way. I had guessed you’d try to get your husband to deal with me. So I took a few precautions. And if you’re wondering about when that bracelet comes off. Well then, you can safely assume that your husband won’t be free until tomorrow or perhaps even Sunday if you disappoint me.”
Lily’s high heels echoed through the house as she stomped back into the front room, dreading the next ten minutes. Ron Weasley was more clever than she had ever imagined. Her spirit was crushed, all her options seemingly exhausted. She had to play his game this evening, like it or not. Revenge would have to wait for another time.
She stood in front of her innocent husband and prepared to remove his blindfold, turning his whole world upside down in one swift action. Ron stood behind her, close enough for his breath to tickle her shoulder. She reached forward and began to untie the mask obstructing James’s vision. The black garment was peeled away from James’s face, leaving him blinking as the darkness lifted and the room returned into focus.
“What’s going on, Lily?”
He blinked repeatedly, the evident confusion etched upon his handsome features. “Weasley? Is that you? What the fuck are you doing here?”
He attempted to stand but was tied firmly by the charmed rope cutting deep into his wrists. James struggled momentarily against his restraints but realized the futility of the defiant gesture almost immediately. James looked back at the younger wizard standing alongside his half-naked wife. “Get the fuck out of my house, you little prick,” James snarled. Ron’s grin widened.
“Hello, Mr. Potter. Were you expecting someone else to be cuddling up to your slut wife? Was he a big black bull called Daniel, by any chance?”
James paused, his mind considering how the toad knew so much about their intensely private cuckold plan. Ron did not allow the silence to linger. “You fool. You think you know about women? Ha ha, how little you know! Lily created Daniel, he’s simply a figment of her very vivid imagination.”
James’s eyes flicked to his wife, doubts clearly surfacing in his mind. “Lils? What’s he talking about?”
The Auror’s aggressive tone had disappeared, his words suddenly resembling a plea. Lily’s hair hung over her face, allowing her to avoid making eye contact with either of the men. Ron placed his arms around the woman’s waist his hands locking together over her smooth navel. She stumbled as Ron tugged her towards him inhaling her scent as he nestled into the married witch’s neck.
“Oh, James, you are a foolish little cuck. It’s always been me. Lily has been chasing me for months, trying to seduce me at every opportunity. I had a girlfriend, though, so this,” he pointed to the three of them, “was never able to happen—despite your slut wife’s continual begging. Oh yes—slutty pictures of her best parts, filthy messages, dirty panties in my work drawers. This witch does not take ‘no’ for an answer.”
He gave her thong-clad ass a firm slap as if chastising her. Lily let out a small yelp of surprise but did not attempt to stem the flow of lies. Satisfied she would not contradict his words Ron continued, “But as I’m now a single man, I’ve finally given in and allowed Lily to convince me tonight to take her to bed. And you, you lucky thing, get to watch me screw your wife—just like you’ve always wanted. Don’t worry, you’ll love it."
James sat with his mouth open, unable to comprehend the words he was hearing. When he spoke his voice was little more than a croak. “Lily?”
Ron laughed at the helplessness in the word smacking Lily’s ass again. The blow was much harder this time leaving a red mark on her right buttock much to his satisfaction. She shuffled uncomfortably trying to move away from the small erection poking against her skin through his trousers. He held firm pressing her luscious body even tighter against his cock enjoying the rubbing sensation as he did so. Finally, Lily raised her eyes to look at her husband. Her words—brief and spoken without emotion—cut through James’s heart in a single blow.
“He’s telling the truth. I need him. I’ve always wanted him, but I could never tell anyone. I want Ron so bad. He’s a real man, and I can’t wait to be his slut, James. Enjoy the show.”
To prove her point, she turned and kissed Ron passionately on the lips, an embrace full of passion with his hands roaming freely over her partially naked body. Ron pulled the blindfold out of her hands and dropped it over her eyes fastening the ties behind her head with military precision. Satisfied that she could not see a thing his hands dropped to cup her breasts gripping the nipples with venom. James, temporarily forgotten by the other two sat there unmoving apart from a growing erection as he watched his wife being mauled by the most hated member of her staff.
Lily felt Ron’s hand move towards her head as the embrace ended. She had played her part in the charade so far repeating the words that Ron had insisted she say to James. It made her feel sick—but she was out of options at the moment. His time would come, she swore to herself.
He pushed her down onto her knees. She did not fight his silent commands, her fingers tentatively feeling around to undo Ron’s flies and release his already excited member. Unable to see due to the blindfold, Lily tugged down Ron’s trousers and boxer shorts and reached out to grasp his dick. She sniggered. It was fully erect, and she estimated it would measure only about four inches, perhaps five if she was being kind. Perhaps his tall frame and strength had momentarily deceived her, but she had expected at least an average cock. Instead, she was dealing with a tiddler.
Her mirth was short-lived though. Ron pushed her mouth roughly onto his member, ensuring she swallowed him in one gulp. Lily gagged. The size was not a problem—she’d deep-throated plenty of men, both wizards and muggles, bigger than him before—but oral had always been on her own terms. This was not. He was face-fucking her violently choking her with furious strokes and keeping her head in place with his strong hands. As her plump lips tried to keep up with the frantic pace that he was demanding, she could hear the bastard goading James above her head.
“Finally, I can now see what exactly attracted you to her, Potter. I mean, she may think she’s royalty and act like a stuck-up little bitch, but she can suck cock like a Knockturn Alley whore. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Didn’t you want to see your sexy whore servicing another male? Weren’t you seeking a man who was superior to you, much better in bed than you, a real man who could satisfy her in every way possible?”
Ron paused, and Lily could practically feel the rage pouring off James. She wondered if the fool even realized how dangerous James was. “I’m so glad you picked me to help cuckold you. This will be a wonderful relationship—for me, at least. Being your bull is going to be great fun.”
James shook his head with annoyance, sensing something wasn’t right here. Lily had always hated the little prick. “Fuck you.”
Ron sighed as the blowjob began to bring him near to ejaculation. He reluctantly broke his clasp on Lily’s head to change position. The relaxation of the grip allowed her to pull away from his small cock, gasping for air. It was only a second of respite for her though. Lily groaned as she felt herself being dragged to her feet and bent over facing James her hands placed on the chair’s two armrests.
The married couple’s faces were only inches apart, but the blindfold stopped Lily from being able to make eye contact with her husband. Lily was being pushed forward slightly as Ron yanked down her G-string. Rubbing a finger back and forth over her smooth clitoris the blackmailer spoke clearly “I think we’ve had enough of the swearing from our little cuckold here. Put this in his mouth. Only real men and hot wives can talk from now on.” He placed the damp thong into her right hand.
Ron commanded, “Pop this into the little bitch’s mouth, honey.”
Using her left hand to locate James’s face, Lily’s fingers opened his mouth and pushed the lacy panties—still sodden with her own juices from the earlier orgasm—deep into her husband’s throat. He choked slightly and she stopped, returning both hands to the armrests. She did not have to wait long for another command.
“Tell him what you want, Lily,” Ron ordered. She knew what to say. Ron had been very particular about what she was to say.
“Ron is going to fuck me now. It’s what I want more than anything in the world. Sit there, pathetic cuck, and watch your wife get drilled by the best cock I’ve ever tasted,” Lily said.
It was time. Ron’s hand guided his cock into her pussy, slipping in with little problem. Her back arched slightly as she accepted his length but he knew his penis size would not cause her to gasp. One of his hands was stationed around her waist as he began drilling into her with real fury, his small balls slapping into her ass with every stroke. The other hand wandered around her hips towards her clitoris flicking her pleasure spot repeatedly as he pounded into her divine folds.
“Who’s the boss now, Lily?” Ron asked.
“You are, Sir,” she replied.
“Good girl. And what do you want?” he pressed.
“I…” She was gasping as his cock continued to ram into her from behind. “I want you to give it to me hard.”
Ron was so close to blowing his load. Too close. He was never one for multiple orgasms so he needed to make sure all of them were in the right position for the inevitable climax. It was important to take Lily from behind so her devoted husband could watch her face as he came deep into his wife’s pussy. As she rattled off the dirty things he’d ordered her to memorize back at the office he was thrilled to feel her hips moving in time with his thrusting.
The dirty woman. He could feel her increasing wetness, but he knew he would never last long enough to make her orgasm again. In fact, it was only making him more excited. Still, making her cum could wait for another time.
Ron did not care one iota about Lily’s pleasure. He wanted to humiliate the wizarding world’s power couple. He was close and wanted to humiliate James as much as possible before his time was up. “Tell him what you think of him,” he commanded.
Lily groaned loudly, her blindfolded face only inches away from her husband. Ron was pleased that she was struggling to think clearly. He increased his pace as she tried to find the right words.
“You’ve never fucked me this good, you worthless cuck. Until you can learn to fuck a woman properly, there’s no more sex for you. I would rather beg Ron here to fuck me than have you touch me. You and your pathetic little cock won’t be coming near me in a long time,” Lily said.
Ron was stunned. She had gone way over what he’d told her to say. Panting and sweating, the words spat out in the direction of her shackled husband seemed hate-filled.
It was too much for James. Without any stimulation, he ejaculated—a lazy dribble of cum pathetically slipping down his bright red penis. Ron had seen enough. He withdrew from Lily causing a groan of disappointment from the aroused woman. The move confused Lily who had been expecting him to blow his load inside her. The plan had evidently changed at some point. She sank to her knees as Ron ordered her to remove the blindfold from her eyes.
The young man moved to stand right next to James, using his right hand to pump his cock furiously. The ejaculation started small with little droplets hitting James’s cheek before gushing out and covering his forehead and left eye with semen. Grunting with unbridled pleasure Ron meticulously wiped his cock over James’s entire face, ensuring that not a single drop of his seed was wasted.
James struggled against the gag in his mouth and the bonds behind his back, but it was futile. Ron pulled up his trousers stepped back to admire his handiwork, and turned to Lily. “What the fuck are you waiting for? Lick it off, you silly bitch.”
On her knees, she crawled to her husband and began lapping at the spunk that was drooling down his face. Ron stood above them both and summoned a camera from his pouch and took a photo. She turned to look at him, but he raised a hand. “No, Lily. Keep licking it up. Get used to the taste of my cum because you’ll be tasting it a lot this weekend. Now, I want you to put on a simple crop top with jeans. No bra please and get ready, we’re already late”
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Potter's Loss, Weasley's Triumph	By : Henry1995 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Potter's Loss, Weasley's Triumph