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Molly had to thank her dress for the distraction it provided. Harry's order put her in a bit of a bind since she was the future bride's mother, and Molly was expected to play nice with the people invited. Unfortunately, the to-be-groom put a rather large deposit of salty cum in Molly's mouth, making talking impossible.

"It-It's good to meet you, Mrs. Weasley," The man talking to her stammered with a red face before he was pulled away by a middle-aged woman. Molly hadn't said a word in that interaction and got away with only nodding with a tight smile. The redheaded MILF was scared that if she smiled carelessly, the cum in her mouth would dribble out through some gaps.

Molly once again thanked the bountiful cleavage her dress exposed since the man talking to her once again had most of his attention on her tits. The woman next to him, probably his wife, was also staring in envy and anger at how the man couldn't look at Molly's face for more than a second.

Not for the first time, Molly wondered if she had made a colossal mistake. Maybe she was cock-drunk at the time, but sucking the cock of her daughter's fiancé seemed to be one of the worst ideas possible... Even though she hadn't been this turned on in over a decade.

Molly saw another couple walking toward her with broad smiles on their faces. She resigned herself to going through another mindless conversation where she couldn't speak. On the bright side, Molly was getting used to the taste of Harry's cum as she swirled it around her mouth in boredom. It might be her imagination, but she tasted a hit of treacle tart underneath all the saltiness.

"Molly! There you are!"

Molly flinched and quickly covered her mouth when she accidentally parted her lips from the surprise of Arthur calling for her. She quickly turned away from the couple walking towards her and smiled at her husband with closed lips. Molly wondered if she should show Arthur what she was holding in her mouth now or if she should wait until the party was over.

"Molly?" Arthur asked with a frown when she didn't say anything to him, "Is everything alright?" The image of his beautiful wife on her knees while gulping down their future son-in-law's seed flashed in Arthur's mind. Never mind that his wife possibly drank down their potential grandchildren, Arthur was just excited that Molly was in a mood to do things like this again.

However, Arthur was worried when Molly still didn't answer him. He was surprised when she led him around the party in its waning minutes while leaning her face close to his ears like she was going to say something. Well, Molly still didn't utter a word, but Arthur's nose picked up a scent of something familiar.

His eyes darted to Molly's face, and noticed for the first time that her cheeks were puffed out. Arthur froze, making Molly stop and look at him curiously.

"Molly... is that...?" Arthur trailed off and stopped after remembering that too many people were around them.

However, Molly seemed to understand what her husband was asking and quirked her lips, circling her tongue inside her mouth to let Arthur faintly hear the cum being stirred.

Arthur wrapped his arm around Molly's waist to hold on tightly in an effort to stop himself from losing his legs and whispered in awe, "Dear Merlin."

Molly wasn't aware that Arthur knew whose cum it was and planned to surprise him with that knowledge later on. Her best idea so far was to suck Harry's cock right in front of Arthur without warning. Molly knew her husband would probably cream himself inside his trousers if she did that, not knowing that had already happened a short while ago.

Of course, her Arthur was also known for being sensible and might instead be horrified that she was doing this with Harry. In Molly's view, her daughter got herself a real man, and she had taught her little girl what they were like when she was younger. If Ginny wasn't enough to keep Harry sated, it would obviously be the mother-in-law's job to step in. Or that was the twisted logic Molly settled on to justify what she did and was planning on continuing with Harry.

The husband and wife were able to work together until the end of the party to hide what Molly was doing. Arthur took charge and did the chatting with Molly giving close-lipped smiles, acting like she was a trophy wife.

Arthur pulled Molly aside when the last guests left and demanded, "Show me."

Molly did nothing except stare at Arthur with a raised eyebrow, waiting for her husband to ask again correctly.

Arthur gulped before softening his tone and asking again, "Please? Mollywobbles, I need to see it."

Molly looked around to make sure nobody in the family was watching. This was a secret she didn't think any of her children would like to know. Percy seemed to have already left with his wife, most likely to adhere to his self-imposed daily schedule tomorrow. Bill and Fleur were lost in their own world, still acting like newlyweds. Charlie had left for his dragon reserve near the start of the party. And George was snoozing on Angelina's shoulder.

As for Ginny, Molly saw her standing next to Harry, listening intently to something a woman was saying. Molly thought she recognized the girl they were speaking to, but the name escaped her.

She turned to Arthur and tilted her head slightly before opening her mouth, revealing a pool of pearly white cum. Arthur whimpered, hunched over, and let out a strangled, "Oh, Merlin! Molly!"

Molly gained a wicked look and lifted her tongue to swirl the seed around in her mouth, making Arthur wheeze when she used a finger to clean up a trail of cum that had started to run down her chin before popping it back in her mouth.

Molly closed her lips before looking down at Arthur's groin, slightly surprised that there wasn't an embarrassing situation to clean up. The redheaded MILF falsely believed that her husband had more lasting power than he did in the past.

Arthur was able to luckily get ahold of himself just in time. He was too focused on Molly to notice Harry and Ginny walking toward them.

"Arthur! Molly! The party was great!" Harry said both their names, but he was only looking at Molly, who was as fuckable as ever.

Ginny hugged Arthur and whispered, "I hope this helped you, daddy. I invited everyone you told me was finding trouble with you."

Arthur took a second to realize that Ginny was talking about his work. With everything that happened, he had almost forgotten about that.

"Ah, right. It was great. Really great. Thank you, Gin." Arthur couldn't look his daughter in her eyes out of shame.

Ginny pulled back from the hug in confusion about why her father seemed so nervous. She was a little worried that instead of helping her family, this party somehow hurt them instead. But as Ginny was about to ask him if everything was alright, Harry interrupted them with a stupid question.

"Molly, how was the dessert you had? What was it called again?" Harry's seemingly random question drew Arthur's and Ginny's attention.

However, compared to Ginny's confusion, Arthur knew exactly what Harry was talking about.

When Molly didn't answer for obvious reasons, Harry told Arthur, "You know how I convinced Ginny that treacle tart is the best dessert to ever exist? I might have done the same with Molly, Arthur."

"Oh," Arthur's voice was shaky, "Is that what Molly ate?"

Ginny sensed that something seemed off but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"It might be that," Harry replied in agreement, "Or it could be something else. Who knows?"

"You could just ask mum. Why're you being so strange today?" Ginny looked at Harry like he was being ridiculous.

Harry waved her off and said, "We just came over to let you both know we're leaving."

Arthur grunted when Harry gave his shoulder a heavy slap, and Molly tensed briefly as Harry drew her into a tight hug. Out of Ginny's and Arthur's sight, Harry palmed her spectacular arsecheeks roughly. He whispered into her ear, "You can swallow my cum now. I never knew you could be such a slut."

With another rough grope of her arse, Harry let go and quickly pulled a highly suspicious Ginny away.

Molly looked Arthur right in his eyes and made sure he saw her swallow and gulp down all the cum she had in her mouth. Molly parted her lips to show Arthur the proof and was immediately dragged into the Burrow by a red-faced Arthur.

Molly giggled at her husband's eagerness, happy that he was finally showing signs that he still had a sex drive after so long.


"What was that?!" Ginny had her hands on her hips as she glared at Harry.

They had arrived at the Potter Manor, which Harry thought was a snobby name but fit the home quite well. Before he could attempt to get in more comfortable clothes, Ginny started angrily asking him questions.

"What're you talking about, Gin?" Harry asked innocently.

"Did you just grope my mum's arse right in front of my me and my father?!"

Harry wanted to admit that he did, but it would probably be wiser not to say something like that so abruptly. After all, he still wanted this beautiful firecracker of a witch to be his wife. Harry used the hint of uncertainness he could see in Ginny's eyes to his advantage.

"Is that what you were hoping I was doing?" Harry stepped toward his fiancee and brought her into a hug.

"What?!" Ginny's face grew red in anger as she tried to push away, "Why in Merlin's name would I want that?"

"Let's just say I was," Harry said while ignoring Ginny, "Let's say I had my hands all over your mum's fat arse. Spanking those bouncy cheeks until they turned red under my hands... Don't you think that'd be hot?"

Ginny narrowed her eyes and debated what to do. She had two main options, namely kneeing Harry right in the bollocks or slapping his face. However, Ginny quite liked Harry's handsome face and used his balls multiple times every day. So she went with the third and least preferred option.

The option that Pansy recommended. Where Ginny would let Harry follow his urges.

The redhead took a deep breath and closed her eyes, making Harry think this would backfire on him. But he was proven wrong when Ginny opened her eyes and completely changed her mood.

Ginny cupped his growing manhood through the clothes and slid her hands down to his filled balls, marveling in the back of her mind at how fast they had filled back up. "Do you really want to keep talking about my mum? Or do you want to have some fun?"

Those questions were rhetorical. Ginny couldn't think of a single time that Harry had refused sex. She had initially thought it was just Harry being a wizard, but after Pansy's diagnosis, she supposed it had something to do with the late blooming of his magic.

Harry grinned at Ginny and reached down to possessively grab a handful of her tight arse before saying, "I'm always ready to have fun, Gin. But I want you to do something for me."

Ginny soon found herself kneeling in front of Harry, unbuttoning his trousers so she could get to his manhood easily. Harry was fulfilling a particularly wicked desire to see Ginny in the same position that her mum was a short while ago. He knew this was going too far and that Ginny would curse him with endless bat-bogey hexes if she found out. Still, Harry weighed the negatives against the positives and decided it was well worth it.

Harry dropped his boxers to the floor and held his shaft to point the angry cockhead at Ginny's pink lips. He stroked his cock at her while tapping the tip off her plump bottom lip and said, "Open up, Gin. I want to see those lips spread around my cock."

The brown eyes looking up at him made Harry almost cum right then. The image of Molly overlapping with Ginny appeared in his mind before he was snapped out of it when he felt a warmth surrounding the tip of his cock.

"That's it, love," Harry said with a content sigh, "Look at me while you suck me."

Ginny did as Harry asked before taking his cock deeper into her mouth, gagging slightly when it touched the back of her mouth. As she hollowed her cheeks, Ginny noticed that Harry seemed far too easy to rile up compared to normal. A simple blowjob like the one Ginny was giving Harry right now would never be enough to bring him to completion within a few minutes, but from what she was feeling, that was precisely what was happening.

It was exactly as Ginny suspected. All Harry was thinking about right now was that Ginny was sucking his cock only a few hours after Molly did and was in the same position too. It was driving him wild.

"Fuck, Gin," Harry said with a strained voice, "This'll be a quick one."

Ginny hummed around his cock, not helping Harry at all, bobbing her head and using both her hands to stroke his shaft until she saw his balls tightening. Ginny quickly pulled back, knowing that Harry usually preferred to see her painted with his cum, but was surprised when he stopped her.

"Stay right there," Harry had a tight grip on her head, "Keep all the cum in your mouth, love. Don't swallow yet."

Ginny didn't get to think about Harry's odd request for long since her mouth was quickly filled with a salty deposit of Harry's seed. Her cheeks rapidly ballooned as Harry's flooded her mouth, and Ginny was ready to gulp down the baby batter, but to her surprise, the steady stream of cum stopped much faster than expected. She could only assume that Harry had emptied his balls more than she thought when he fucked her at the Burrow.

Harry pulled his cock out of Ginny's mouth and said, "Let me see it, Gin."

The kneeling redhead tilted her head up and opened her mouth while sticking her tongue out, causing some of the cum pooled inside to spill out. Harry's cock instantly recharged from the sight and stood to attention.

"Fuck yes," Harry hissed, "Now swallow."

Ginny was quite a sight, making Harry forget all about Molly. Her cheeks were bulging with his seed, though it was reducing as she swallowed his cum. Her chin had trails of spunk that dripped down to her dress that was splatted with white on the bust. Combine that with her sparkling brown eyes, and all Harry wanted to do right now was fuck Ginny into the floor.

Harry's eyes darted to the thick rug under Ginny's knees and wondered why that wasn't an option. When the cum-drunk redhead looked back up, she saw Harry taking his shirt off before pushing her back to lay flat on the rug.

"Harry! You know I don't like doing this here!" Ginny's mouth was giving off protests, but her hands were helping Harry remove her dress.

Harry hated to rip off the stunning white bra along with the matching thong that complemented Ginny's red hair, but there was a reason his gold existed. However, the redhead clearing didn't feel the same.

"Harry!"

"Hush, love," Harry straddled his beautiful fiancee and dipped down to kiss her, not caring about the cum he could still taste on her lips, "I'll buy you ten of these tomorrow."

Ginny gasped when Harry roughly turned her over so he sat right on top of her firm arse. He moved back until his cock probed at her tight lower hole, gathering some lubrication from her wet lips.

"This won't be gentle, Gin," Harry said before quickly thrusting his cock all the way until his groin slapped against her tight arse, making it bounce under the impact.

Ginny gasped before groaning while digging her fingers into the rug's fibers, her toes curling at the feeling of Harry back inside her. "Merlin! Harry!"

Harry kissed the side of Ginny's neck before making another hard thrust into her pussy, his hips slamming into her arse. The sound of flesh slapping into each other echoed in the fairly empty room, but it was quickly downed out by Ginny's scream.

Harry pushed Ginny's face into the soft rug and grunted as he started to pound into her from behind, turning her pale arse that had just recovered from what Harry did at the Burrow back into a lovely red from the hips relentlessly slamming into it.

"Fuck."

SLAM

"YES!"

SLAM

Harry licked Ginny's jawline and reached below to get to her clit. After all the time he spent fucking the redhead, Harry knew for a fact that he would finish before Ginny at this rate, so he needed some extra help. He used a few fingers to press the button above Ginny's filled pussy before flicking it lightly in combination with thrusts right into her G-spot.

"MMMPPHH!"

Ginny's scream was muffled by the rug as Harry made a last thrust that drilled his cock right to the back of her pussy and unloaded his cum in his favorite place. Right into Ginny's womb.

"Yessss," Harry hissed as he moved his hips while it was pressed into Ginny's arse. With all the work his balls had to do today, Harry was done far quicker than usual before he pulled out and collapsed by Ginny's side.

Harry panted for breath while his mind brought Ginny's mum back to the forefront. He was mainly thinking about how wrong it was to carry on with Molly behind Ginny's back. Especially now that lust wasn't ruling Harry's thoughts, he had more clarity.

He couldn't keep this secret anymore.

"Gin..."

Ginny mumbled something tiredly in a questioning tone.

"Molly gave me a blowjob at the party."

Harry waited for the fist to be thrown at him, but all he got was silence. Right when he thought Ginny was asleep, she reacted.

"WHAT!?"


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