This is not my story. I found this story on ff and archive. The original author has deleted this story but others have re uploaded it.

The chapters are jumbled so I arranged it here easier.

Summary:

Harry learns how to serve women from a young age; Petunia's training will have far reaching consequences.

Chapter 1

Petunia Dursley was frustrated. Beyond frustrated in fact. Ever since Dudley was born Vernon had been ignoring her in bed and to make matters worse, she was fairly sure he was fucking that hussy secretary of his.

This is how we find her one Tuesday night, sipping tea in the living room flipping through TV channels, trying to find something to help her get off.

Finding an adult film going she sees a young bespectacled man eating out a housewife, which instantly gets her mind churning. Thoughts of the five-year-old freak in the cupboard starts flitting through her head as her hand reaches into her panties.

After all, she was clothing, feeding and providing a roof for the freak, why would it be wrong if she started demanding some rent in return.

Her fingers were pumping into her pussy as the image of the freak running his tongue up and down her slit made her wet beyond belief and it didn't take long until she exploded around her fingers, shuddering and shaking on the living room sofa, experiencing one of the best orgasms of her life.

Surprised at her reaction but delighted at the mellow afterglow she was experiencing; Petunia starts planning for the next day.

Waking up the next morning Petunia starts her usual routine of walking past the freaks cupboard and banging on the door.

"Wake up freak; it's time to get breakfast ready!"

Making sure breakfast is being prepared she heads for the shower. This time however she takes out her old shaving kit and carefully shaves her pussy bare, as she wants nothing to come in the way of her plans for later.

Not having bothered with shaving in several years she runs a hand down her smooth lips, quivering in excitement of what's to come.

After a quick breakfast and seeing Vernon off to work she set Harry to do the chores as usual. Once it was time for Dudley's nap however, Petunia quickly grabbed the freak cleaning the dishes and dragged him into their bedroom.

"W-what's going on Aunt Petunia?" Harry wondered, he never got out of his chores early and was worried he was getting punished.

"It's time for you to learn your place freak!" she hissed at him as he pushed him down on the bed. "Now shut up and listen, if you say a word or raise your voice, I'll tell Vernon to take out the belt on you!"

Harry quickly lied down on the bed and clamped his jaw shut; he had only experienced the belt once but that was enough for him to know that he never wanted to feel it again. As he laid down, he briefly wondered about the towel laid out under his head.

Petunia quickly discarded her dress, pulled down her panties and climbed up on top of Harry, already feeling her pussy starting to get wet.

"Now see here freak, I will only explain this once so pay attention!" she hissed as she brought her pussy in front of Harry's face.

"You have grown old enough to start repaying all the kindness we have shown you so far and you will do it by helping me relieve some stress."
"All women have needs so pay close attention so you know how to do it."

Slowly running her hands down her body, she brought her fingers to her pussy and spread it in front of Harry's eyes.

"This is a woman's pussy, touching it brings a woman great pleasure and from now on you will be performing oral sex for me, which means that you will use your mouth to pleasure me."

"Now that little button at the top is my clitoris, touching it feels amazing for a woman but you must never do it when her pussy is dry."

"Always use your tongue and lips and plenty of spit to provide lubrication when you lick a woman's pussy."

Petunia was dripping by now and Harry couldn't help but try to edge away from the foreign smell that was invading his nostrils. Petunia quickly grabbed his ear and twisted hard, causing Harry to cringe and stop his struggles.

"Good, any time you show any hesitation I will be forced to punish you, do you understand me freak?"

Harry quietly nodded bringing a small malicious smile to Petunia's face.

"Now when you lick me you will swallow anything and everything that leaks out of my pussy, do you understand me?"

After another hard twist of the ear, she got a nod out of the little freak.

"Good, it's time to get to work then" Petunia said as she lowered her dripping pussy onto Harry's face. At first, he kept his lips tightly shut but after Petunia moved her hand towards his ear he quickly got to work, tentatively running his tongue over her slit.

The feel of his tongue worming up and down her pussy felt heavenly and she could feel herself dripping all over his face. One stern looks later and she was pleased to see the freak swallowing frequently.

"Ahh, that's good freak, know your place. Now use your fingers to spread my pussy…ahhhh that's it freak!"

Harry was desperately trying to breathe, swallow and lick while enduring the musky scent and sour taste that was flooding his mouth. As he spread her pussy, he started probing his tongue into her hole as she commanded, feeling her wetness running down his throat and chin.

He soon saw the button, the clitoris she called it, protrude slightly and wrapped his lips around it, sucking and licking as he was told. This seems to drive Aunt Petunia wild as she bucked her hips on his face and moaned loudly, alternating between a drawn out "Yeeeesssss" and moans about a "good freak".

Now, harry had never been called a good anything, and suddenly hearing that from his Aunt's mouth made him redouble his efforts, lapping and sucking at the musky hole being grinded into his mouth.

This all turned out to be too much for Petunia, having been without any real physical contact for years, she quickly came like a freight-train, quivering and shaking while flooding Harry's mouth and the towel beneath his head.

Letting the dog-like lapping and swallowing of the freak under her bring her down from her orgasm, Petunia slowly climbed off Harry with shaky legs.

"Good, it seems we have found something you are capable of doing freak, this will be a daily occurrence from now on, now go back to your chores."

"Yes, Aunt Petunia" Harry said while shuffling out to finish the dishes.