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"YOU!"

Harry jumped to the side to dodge a purple spell shot at him by a gloriously furious redhead.

"UTTER!"

Another leap to dodge the second round. Harry was quite attracted to the fury he could see on Ginny's face. If only it wasn't directed at him.

"PILLOCK!"

It was getting to be awkward to keep dodging. Harry was still entirely naked, and his attraction to Ginny's anger was making his insatiable cock wake up. However, that seemed to make the feisty redhead even more furious.

Harry's eyes dropped to Ginny's heaving tits as she gathered up every ounce of rage in her chest. "STAY STILL!"

It wasn't a wise idea to follow that order. Still, Harry knew avoiding Ginny's curses wasn't helping him appease his girlfriend. Maybe getting hit by something that wasn't dangerous would help vent some of Ginny's rage.

A burst of white light left Ginny's wand. Harry immediately recognized it as a stinging hex. A perfect one to get hit by if it wasn't heading directly to his erect cock. Harry decided to take the chance and attempted to move his hips slightly in an effort to spare his manhood from the pain. Luckily, it was successful.

But still painful.

"Fuck!" Harry collapsed to the floor with a groan and covered his crotch, making it seem like he got hit there instead of his thigh.

"Harry!"

Even through the pain, Harry had to hold back the grin that threatened to escape at Ginny's cry of concern. Especially when her anger disappeared as she ran to him and started fussing over the area that was cursed.

"I didn't mean it," Ginny gasped when she saw the swollen flesh on his thighs, "I swear I didn't mean to hit you."

"No, I deserved it," Harry said with gritted teeth, "Even if I couldn't control myself, what I did with Molly was inexcusable."

Ginny had to stamp down the anger that threatened to take over when Harry said her mum's name. She wasn't okay with what her fiancée had done. And Ginny didn't know how to look her mum in the eye and talk to her like nothing had changed. But even with all this, Ginny couldn't bear to be the one that caused Harry pain like this.

The one she was so concerned about took a peek at her before going back to acting like his arm was chopped off. Harry had dealt with pain much worse than this and was just playing it up to earn some sympathy from Ginny. As long as it got the redhead to be distracted from Harry's deed with Molly, it was well worth this exaggeration.

Ginny didn't know much healing magic, but a numbing charm was well within her skill. After casting it on the swollen area on Harry's thigh, Ginny wasn't sure what to do. She wasn't going to let this go, but neither did she want to continue this when Harry was in this state.

"I'm... going to sleep in the guest room," Ginny said quietly, "I need some time to think."

Harry dearly wanted to try and convince Ginny to sleep with him, but instead, he offered to take the guest room himself.

A few minutes later, Ginny was staring at the ceiling while sleeping alone on the large bed in the master bedroom. There hadn't been a day that Harry wasn't beside her in this bed, making it that much stranger for Ginny.

She already knew it was going to be a long night. Whenever Ginny closed her eyes, she saw an image of her mum on her knees while slobbering on Harry's cock. It was mind-boggling that this was something Ginny had to even worry about. It was hard to think that Molly Weasley would ever cheat on her husband.

Ginny blinked and sucked in a deep breath as she remembered something that suddenly had a different meaning.

[Flashback]

"Mummy? Where are you going?" A very young Ginny asked curiously.

Molly felt a little excited that she had decided to do this again. After giving birth to Ginny, Molly put a stop to Arthur's requests. Her eldest, Bill, was starting to ask questions, and there was no way she would allow any of her babies to find out what their parents were up to.

"Mummy and daddy are going to meet a friend. Don't make trouble for your brothers while we're gone."

Ginny pouted when her mother didn't take her eyes off the mirror to answer her. The young girl was used to having all the attention on her, so this made her unhappy.

"I want to come with you!"

Molly chuckled and patted her daughter's head before saying, "Not this time, honey. Your daddy would be sad if I changed our plans."

"Oh…," Ginny wasn't sure why her father would be sad, but she didn't want that.

Molly looked up when Arthur walked into the room and gave him a smile.

"Um… are we still going?" Arthur asked nervously while greedily running his eyes over Molly's body. It had been a long time since his wife dressed up in something this revealing.

Molly stepped into Arthur's personal space, leaving only a sliver of room between her massive breasts and his chest. She smirked at the unabashed lust on Arthur's face before smiling wickedly. "Of course we are. I didn't put this on for no reason."

Little Ginny didn't understand the meaning of the expression on her mother's face, but her father seemed happy, so that was good.

[Flashback end]

That moment was so unimportant that Ginny had put it aside in her mind. Only the shock of what Harry revealed to her made her remember that day.

That look Ginny's mother gave her father back then was almost an exact match of what she saw Hermione give Ron. An odd combination of mockery and love that made it feel like Molly saw Arthur as something less of a man.

After hearing how Ron wanted Hermione to fuck Harry, Ginny easily pieced together the clues. Her mother had most likely gotten dressed up to fuck another man that day, and that 'friend' she was meeting wasn't a friend at all.

It was jarring to realize that someone who sneered at scarlet women and instilled the need to be loyal in Ginny turned out like this. This was literally the definition of 'Do what I say, not what I do.'

With this new realization, Ginny supposed that finding out her mother slurped on her Harry's cock was no surprise. Her father's red face during the conversation just before they left the party made much more sense.

However, Ginny felt she should be much more furious at how her parents dared to play along with Harry's innuendo while she was there. Instead, Ginny was wondering if her parents still had those… activities. It might be a massive problem if they were.

With Harry soon to be connected to the Weasley Family by marriage, it would be beyond damaging if this was exposed. Ginny swept the blanket off her body and hastily put on a warm robe before striding to the floo.

"The Burrow!"

Ginny stepped out of the fireplace into her childhood home and yelled, "Mum! We need to talk!"

Harry slowly opened his eyes to stare blankly at the ceiling. He truly was a bastard of the highest order.

Even after seeing his teary-eyed fiancee leave him to sleep alone for the first time in years, Harry didn't regret what he had done with Molly. His dreams last night had been filled with the busty MILF, with Harry pumping Molly over and over with his seed until he had fucked her stupid.

Harry's only regret was blurting out the secret to Ginny yesterday in a moment of weakness. He could have chosen a better moment when he had a plan to get Ginny to agree to his affair with her mum. Even if that moment would have been near unimaginable to come by. Well, it was too late to change anything now. Harry had to focus on keeping Ginny instead of worrying about how to get his dick wet with her mum.

Harry's mourning about having to give up Molly's voluptuous body was interrupted by the door to the room slamming open.

"Ginny?" Harry asked with confusion, "Er, are you still mad?"

Ginny stared at Harry like he was an idiot.

"Get up!" Ginny ordered, ignoring his question, "I'll be waiting in the living room."

Before Harry could react, the redhead stormed out, leaving him staring after her. His mind was speeding through ways to keep Ginny from doing something drastic, like breaking up with him. Harry didn't think it would come to that, but it never hurt to be prepared.

Not wanting to give his fiancee another reason to be angry, Harry followed after her a few seconds later. He was still in his underwear, not knowing an additional person was waiting for him.

"Hello, dear. Ginny wanted me here to lay out some rules she had."

Harry gulped when he saw Molly sitting on the couch, looking absolutely fantastic, seemingly without worries. The older redhead's relaxed air and Ginny's annoyed, yet not furious, expression told him that the miracle he was hoping for might be happening.

"Ginny?" Harry asked carefully, "What's Molly talking about?"

"I should have known when you started calling her Molly," Ginny said with a sneer, "You wanted to forget you were fucking Mrs. Weasley, right?"

Harry resisted the urge to argue while Molly didn't bother hiding her smile. Ginny shot a glare at her mother before turning back to Harry. "I spent the night at The Burrow last night and had a talk with my parents."

If Molly wasn't here, Harry would have been worried that the following words out of Ginny's mouth would have been about a breakup. That obviously wasn't the case anymore.

Ginny opened her mouth a few times before making a frustrated sound. She waved a hand at her mother and demanded, "You explain it. I can't be bothered to deal with this right now. I'll be at Hermione's until I calm down."

Harry gaped at his future wife as she flooed out, leaving him with her mother.

"You're a lucky boy."

"What?" Harry blinked at Molly. It was a mistake to even look at the woman. With Ginny gone, Harry was tempted to start ripping off the clothes she was wearing and do to her what he dreamt last night.

Molly patted the seat beside her. "Take a seat, Harry. I don't bite… unless you want me to."

Harry didn't have any reason to decline. With Ginny's actions this morning, wasn't she basically giving him permission?

Molly found herself sitting thigh to thigh with Harry even though there was plenty of space on the couch. She didn't say a word in protest.

"So… What are these rules Ginny was talking about?" Harry asked while wrapping an arm around her.

Molly looked down at his hand, which was slowly stroking the curve of her hip. She returned the favor by blatantly rubbing the growing bulge under his boxers.

"You don't even know what my daughter said, but you're already bold enough to lay your hands on me."

Harry's eyes darkened as he looked down at the stacked woman that was asking for a pounding. Molly wasn't wearing anything outrageous like at the party. There was no dress that showed off the plentiful cleavage she had in spades. But even when Molly wore clothes that covered every inch of her body, Harry knew what was waiting underneath.

"Harry!" Molly gasped when he lifted her off the couch and placed her on his lap, the extra height putting her massive breasts directly in front of Harry's face. He remembered thinking about burying his face in the softness of her tits at the party yesterday, which would happen before Molly left.

"Tell me," Harry gripped her tiny waist and moved her in circles on his stiffening cock, "What did Ginny talk to you about?"

Molly didn't fight Harry's hands and enjoyed the feeling of his cock hardening beneath her arse. "I didn't think you would confess so easily to my daughter, Harry. Ginny came to my home and started to yell at how irresponsible we were."

"Really?" Harry said distractedly since he now had his hands full of Molly Weasley's glorious arsecheeks. He sunk his fingers into her soft arse and didn't leave any part untouched. Harry's only complaint was that he couldn't grope this fat arse without the skirt getting in the way.

Molly hummed as she wrapped her arms around Harry's shoulders, enjoying how he was manhandling her to his liking. "I was worried she would hate me for what I did, but my Ginny thought about what would happen if I was found out if I went to find a man outside the family."

Harry's roaming hand froze for a moment before continuing their exploration of Molly's arse. He didn't even think about her finding other men to play around with, but it should have been obvious with how Arthur reacted to seeing Molly with cum in her mouth. Yesterday hadn't been the first time Molly sucked another man's cock.

"I see," Harry said in a strange tone, "And what happened after that?"

"Oh, nothing," Molly said with gleaming eyes, "Gin and I hashed out how we would move forward with this."

Molly's breath hitched when Harry pumped his hips up, driving his bulge right into her wet cunt. "And?" Harry growled with impatience.

"Ginny doesn't want me and her father to ruin your name by getting caught, and she gave me permission to come to you." Molly squealed as a sharp crack rang out, her fat cheeks jiggling from the hard spank.

Harry ripped Molly's skirt and clamped his hands onto her world-class arse. "Does that mean I get you fuck you whenever I want?"

"No."

Harry blinked at Molly's unexpected reply.

"My husband might like to see my pussy filled with your massive cock, but Ginny wants no part of it. As long as my daughter isn't around, we can have some fun whenever you want."

Harry freed his cock from its confines in his boxers and lifted Molly before bringing her back down to surround his shaft with her arsecheeks. The amount of butt flesh she had available easily swallowed Harry's thick cock as he used her arse to pleasure himself.

Harry stared at Molly's flushed face and red lips before he asked, "So I can bend you over in front of your husband without you trying to stop me?"

Molly moaned softly at the thought of that happening. She planted her arse onto Harry's lap and said, "Not only won't I stop you, but I'll also be beyond happy to show Arthur how I deserve to be fucked."

"Fuck," Harry muttered. He took a hand off her wide arse and filled it with Molly's tit-flesh, "I don't know why Arthur would let a woman like you act like such a Merlin-damned slut, but I'm going to use it to my advantage."

Molly found her mouth filled with an invading tongue as Harry started to bounce her on his lap at a faster pace. Her arsecheeks clapped around his cock as Harry dry-humped Molly through her panties.

Harry would have extended the time he dry-humped Molly if not for the fact that it felt like he was going to blow his load all over her back. That's not where he wanted his seed to end up this morning. Harry thought of his dream last night and wanted to make it a reality.

He pulled away from Molly's mouth with a slurp and gave her arse another smack, making the redheaded MILF jump on his lap. He buried his face between Molly's massive tits and shook his head side-to-side rapidly, bouncing the soft flesh off his face before moving back to capture a hard nipple through her shirt.

"Harry!" Molly moaned, "You couldn't wait to put your face between these jugs, could you?"

Harry hollowed his cheeks and pulled off her tits with a pop before shredding her top like a savage, leaving her breasts covered only with a lacy bra. His eyes darkened at the smooth flesh revealed to him before saying, "Ever since I saw you showing them off yesterday."

Molly pulled down a cup to reveal a pink nipple begging for attention. "Then why did you stop? Play with them as much as you want."

Harry dived back in to slobber over her tit before concentrating to wandlessly cast a feather-light charm on Molly. She didn't weigh much in the first place, with almost all the fat on her body in her tits and arse, but Harry wanted to use Molly like a toy to show how it would be with him.

The MILF gasped when Harry tore her panties off before effortlessly lifting her until his cock was teasing the opening of her cunt. Molly had her hands around Harry's head to pull him deeper into her tits while she tensed in anticipation, knowing that his fat cock would reshape her pussy.

"Harry," Molly moaned, trying to get some of his cock inside her, "Enough with the teasing. Fuck me!"

Harry grunted into Molly's breast and pulled the fat-arsed MILF down to the base of his cock. The redhead's mouth dropped in a silent scream as her toes curled when Harry split her cunt in half.

Harry's goal of filling Molly until she was dripping his cum meant that this wasn't the time to go slow and take his time. He didn't know when Ginny was returning, so Harry intended to fuck fast and hard until his balls were empty.

Molly didn't get to feel the full length of Harry's cock in her pussy for long. She was immediately lifted off his lap, so his cock was all the way out until only the tip was in her cunt before Harry dropped her back down.

Molly let out a strangled squeak that was drowned out by her arse slamming into Harry's thighs. That was the only sound she could make since Harry gave her poor cunt no mercy and used it like a tool for wringing his load out of his balls.

The room had no other sounds filling it other than Molly's fat cheeks clapping into each other and into his thighs. Molly's face was gaining a fucked-out look that Ginny often had when wrecked by Harry's cock, and Harry didn't make a sound since his mouth was always filled by one of the MILFs pink nipples.

Molly's pussy squeezed Harry's cock as she silently sprayed out orgasms multiple times, dousing his swinging balls in her juices. Her tits weren't spared either since Harry's spit made them glisten, adding to the shine that came from Molly's sweat.

Harry grunted into Molly's tits and bit down onto her nipple, making the redhead cry out at the shock of the bite before her pussy sprayed out another orgasm when Harry planted his cock deep inside her pussy. Harry moaned into Molly's tit when he felt his cock nudging into her cervix before a shot of cum painted her insides white.

Molly shuddered in Harry's lap as her cunt took every drop of seed he had to give. His cock plugged her pussy to prevent leaks while shot after shot of cum filled Molly's womb.

"Fucking hell...," Harry said after pulling off Molly's tits.

Molly rolled her hips to stir his cock inside her before yelping in shock when she found herself on her back.

"Harry!"

Harry cupped her tits and pushed them together before pumping his cock that was still sheathed inside her cunt. "I'm not even close to being done."

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