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Cuckolding Weasley

"C'mon, Lav. I said I was sorry!" Ron whined as he looked at his very angry girlfriend, Lavender Brown.

"Go to hell, Ron. I'm sick of the way you treat me. You never take me anywhere, you always ignore holidays, and now you completely forgot my birthday!" she snarled, trying desperately not to cry.

"I promise that I'll make it up to you," he said, trying to placate the angry girl. He didn't know exactly how he was going to do that, but he'd think of something. He was one of the greatest minds in recent history, according to him at least.

"I don't know, Ron. Maybe we need to take a break," she said, sighing as she stood up.

"Don't say that. I'll get you a great gift. You'll see!" he promised as she walked to the door. Leaving his room at the Burrow, Lavender didn't even turn to say goodbye.

"I'll come by tonight!" Ron called out. When she left by Floo, he sat back on his bed. What was he going to do? It wasn't like he had very much money. And what little money that he did have was going to be used to put that new racing broom on lay-away down at the local Wizmart. This left him in a bit of a quandary. He needed to get Lavender a gift … a really good gift, without paying for it. He racked his brain for any kind of inspiration, but none came. Finally, after what felt like hours, he remembered something. One time she had found his hidden stash of nudie mags and looked through them. When she got to a page featuring a sexy blonde getting double penetrated, she confessed that she would very much like to try that.

'That's what I can get her!' Ron brilliantly thought. She would like it a lot and it wouldn't cost him a knut. That was perfect in his opinion. Now, who could he get as a second? It would need to be someone that wouldn't show him up. Ron snorted. What was he talking about? He was a Weasley for Merlin's sake! Who could compare to him? His cock was a monstrous six inches that could get Lavender where she was trying to go every time! Even though he knew that no man out there was better than him in bed, he still wanted someone that wouldn't pose any kind of threat to his manhood. He needed someone with a pathetically small cock. One man came to mind, his best friend Harry Potter. Even though he had never seen Harry naked, he knew that he must have a small cock. Harry never wanted to change in front of him. Obviously, he was ashamed of his tiny meat, Ron thought as he snickered. Getting up, he needed to go see Harry.

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Harry raised an eyebrow as he heard Ron go on about his brilliant plan. "So you're saying that Lav is a raging slut?" Nodding his head, Ron went on.

"What else can she be? The girl practically drooled at the thought of having two cocks in her," he snorted.

"I don't know, Ron. Won't it be weird?" Harry asked, not sure about any of this. Ron was one of his closest friends, sure, but that didn't mean that he wanted to share a girl with the guy.

"Not at all! It's not like we're going to be doing stuff," the redhead countered. "Besides, why are you complaining? You get to bang my girlfriend! You should be jumping for joy," Ron rolled his eyes.

"I don't know," Harry mumbled. Lavender was sexy, but still …

"You're my best friend, Harry. I've never turned my back on you. You're not going to let me down, are you?"

Harry held back a snort. Ron had in fact turned his back on him multiple times, but luckily he refrained from doing so for quite a while. Harry decided not to say anything about that. Ron was a good friend despite his occasional idiocy.

"Fine," Harry finally agreed. Ron yelped and punched the air.

"YES!" he cried out. With this, he would be back in Lavender's good graces. "But remember, you only get her ass. Her pussy is still mine," Ron reminded him. Even though Harry was his friend, Ron couldn't let him have everything. Thanking him and quickly leaving, Ron made a beeline for his girlfriend's apartment. Apparating close by, he walked up to the door and turned the handle. Finding it locked, he knocked on the door. He waited until he heard someone unlock the door. As the door opened, he saw Lavender glaring at him.

"Oh, wipe that look off your face. I told you that I was going to get you something good. I'm a man of my word," he said proudly, standing up straight as he strolled in.

"And what exactly is it?" Lavender asked, crossing her arms underneath her ample chest. Seeing that he didn't have anything in his hands left her skeptical, to say the least. In truth, she was very close to dumping his sorry ass. She had forgiven too much in their relationship. Forgetting her birthday was the last straw.

"Harry!" he said happily. Lavender scrunched up her eyes.

"What about him?" she asked, confused.

"Remember when you saw those magazines? Remember how much you liked the idea of double penetration? Well, I got Harry to agree. He's coming over tonight," he stated proudly.

Lavender's eyes widened considerably. "You asked Harry to come over and fuck my ass?" she asked in shock.

"Not so crudely, but yeah. So make sure that you shave. I can't have you embarrassing me," he told her. Lavender decided to set him straight about that another time.

"Anyway, I figure that since Harry has a teeny weeny cock, it'll fit quite nicely in your bum. No need to stretch you out," he told her.

Lavender snorted and let him continue to harp on about the size of Harry's cock. She knew better. Like many of her friends from school, she had heard tales of Harry's cock. His three female Quidditch teammates had told her personally about the monster that he was packing in his trousers. Many a night they had stayed awake all night celebrating a Quidditch victory. Angelina praised the way that he could make her cum when no other boy could. That alone had her coming back for more.

"I mean, c'mon! Harry's practically a muggle! I love the guy, but he just can't compare with me in bed. I'm the master," he said with smug confidence that only he and possibly Malfoy possessed. "Maybe after this, I'll take him under my wing and teach him a few things. I can't have my best friend embarrassing me after all."

Lavender pinched the area between her eyes. Ron was far from the master in bed. In fact, everything that he knew was taught to him by her. Not only that, but he wasn't even skilled enough to do that right. To this day she had to correct his form and techniques. She didn't know why she continued to put up with him. Even through all the annoyances of the day, she still smiled. She was going to have a go with Harry Potter tonight! Leaving Ron there to continue talking about his many qualities, she grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote a short letter to her best friend, Parvati. She told her about the amazing gift that she was soon to receive. Lavender giggled knowing that she would be incredibly jealous when reading her note. Parvati had wanted to bounce on his broom for years now. Unfortunately for her, Lavender was going to be the first to get him. If Parvati was lucky, Lavender might just put in a good word for her.

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Standing in the bathroom, Lavender looked herself over. Turning to each side, she smiled at her great-looking form. Turning to face the mirror, she shook her chest from side to side, making her big tits jiggle and sway. Reaching down, her fingers caressed her freshly shaved mound before dipping down lower. Already she could feel the dampness clinging to her delicate flower. She removed her hand and continued to get ready. Harry would be there soon. She didn't even bother with a bra or panties, she just slipped on a black, silk nightie that made her pale skin pop. Biting her lip, she rubbed her nipples to make them hard. Seeing the little nubs peeking through the thin material, she nodded her head. She wanted to look sexy for Harry.

"Hurry up, Lav! He's almost here," she heard her boyfriend call out. Checking her makeup one last time, she exited the bathroom and went to the bedroom. Only a few minutes later, she heard a crack outside of her apartment door. As Harry knocked on the door, her heart began to race. She couldn't believe that this was finally happening.

"Harry! Good to see you, mate! C'mon in," Ron said, ushering him in. Once in, he continued, "No need to beat around the bush. Lav's in the bedroom. Come on." Ron led him into the bedroom where Harry saw the sexy blonde sitting on the edge of the bed, her creamy, pale thighs on full display as she had her legs crossed.

"Hi, Harry," Lavender greeted him, her cheeks turning slightly pink.

"Hey, Lavender. It's good to see you again," Harry smiled. "So, shall we begin?" he asked. Seeing Lavender nod, Harry began stripping out of his clothes. Ron followed suit, but it was Harry who got naked first.

Lavender watched with bated breath as he pulled down his boxers. What looked like a massive slab of salami flopped out and hung low as he stepped out of his boxers. She watched as he stared at her legs, stroking himself to hardness. She uncrossed her legs and opened them a bit, allowing him to peek at her smooth, hairless lips. Almost instantly, his cock was at full mast.

Ron stopped in complete shock. To his horror, he realized that he may have made a huge mistake. When Harry pulled down his boxers, Ron had expected a sad excuse for a penis to fall out. Instead, the biggest penis that he had ever seen had come tumbling out. Why would he try to hide that thing when showering in the Quidditch locker room? If Ron was packing that kind of firepower, he would have been waving that thing all over the place. Suddenly, his mouth dried. With shaky hands, he dropped his own boxers and looked down at the limp sausage that slightly shriveled from the cool air. He too tried to look at Lavender to get hard. He wanked off and even smacked his cock a few times. Nothing would work. He remained limp. Inside he was raging in jealousy. He saw the way that his girlfriend was looking at Harry's cock. She wasn't even sparing him a quick glance. His whore of a girlfriend even spread her legs open to give him a better show. Harry didn't deserve such a tool, Ron thought savagely. He was the one who did. Ron was the one with the skills to use it. He was the true Ladies Man of the wizarding world … the Master.

"Umm … I'm going to need a minute," he said.

"No rush," Lavender replied, not even looking at him. "We'll start and you can jump in when you're ready."

Not wanting to admit that he wanted to call the whole thing off, he nodded. Sitting down in a chair, he continued to beat his floppy meat while angrily staring at the pair.

Lavender got to her feet and stepped up to Harry. Leaning in, she gave him a quick but sultry kiss before turning around to face her boyfriend. She looked at his pitiful form as he wanked his limp cock while staring at her. Suddenly, Harry's hands landed on her flat belly and began moving north. Lavender closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation as his strong hands slid over her silk-ladened breasts and gave them a squeeze. She tilted her head back to rest on his broad shoulder as her hands went up and behind her. Threading her fingers through his messy, black hair, she moaned sexily as she began grinding her wide ass against his naked cock. Slowly his hands groped and squeezed her fat tits, and he even toyed with her nipples that were tenting the thin silk of her lingerie. One of his hands went down and lifted up the hem of her nightie. Now her bare ass was rubbing against his hard pole.

Ron was fuming as he saw Harry lift up Lavender's skirt and expose her freshly shaven mound. He was the one who was supposed to be in charge of the situation, not Harry. He was the one with the skills and knowledge that was supposed to guide Harry on his journey to become a competent lover. Instead, he was furiously stroking his flaccid cock. Nothing that he did would make the damn thing hard! He was brought out of his daze by a whorish moan from Lavender.

She let out a squeaky moan when Harry pushed his cock between her cheeks. It was so thick and long that the head burst out of the front of her thighs. His thick shaft spread her plump, hairless lips apart as it passed through. She coated his cock in her juices as he began to thrust.

Ron watched open-mouthed as Harry's monstrous cock sawed back and forth between Lavender's thick thighs. He could see her plump lips parting for his meat, leaving his member glistening with her arousal. Her back was arching and presenting her glorious tits for his viewing pleasure, but sadly even those couldn't make him hard. Looking down at his cock, he mumbled, "C'mon. Don't let me down, little buddy."

Hearing Lavender shudder, he looked up and saw that she was rolling her hips and basically dry humping his long cock. Harry too was moaning as his girlfriend painted his cock with juices. Reaching down, Harry placed his fingers against her engorged clit and began slowly massaging it in circles. The moan that Lavender let out was a noise that he would never forget. Desperately wanting to join in to show her that he was still the man, she started slapping his floppy dick, hoping to beat some sense into it.

"He's still soft," Lavender giggled, and to Ron's horror, both were looking right at him. He knew there was no chance that he would get hard now. His humiliation had gone too far.

"Maybe he just needs a better show," Harry said, helpfully. "Let's give him one."

Nodding enthusiastically, Lavender squeaked in excitement when Harry hooked his hands underneath her knees and lifted her up. With her back pressed tightly to his chest, she was able to reach down and take a handful of his meat. Looking at Ron, she described it in detail.

"His cock is so warm," she moaned, stroking it vigorously. Ron could hear the steady slapping of meat as her hand was a blur. "I can't even fit my hand around it," she giggled. "Maybe I need to call Parvati to help me."

Ron prayed that she was just playing around. He had been trying to have a threesome with them for years but never had any success. Harry getting to have them would be too much.

"Carry me over there, Harry," Lavender said, still proceeding with her hand job. Harry carried her to where she was pointing. She was just able to lean over and grab a bottle off of the nightstand. Harry saw that it was a bottle of lubricant. Not surprising considering that he came over to bugger the blonde. She popped the lid and squirted a healthy load on his cock and her naked groin. Harry moved back over so that they were in front of Ron. Lavender rubbed the lube all over his cock, and reaching down, she rubbed it around, and in her asshole. Once lubed up, she placed his thick cockhead against her puckered hole. As Harry pushed in, Lavender groaned in pleasure.

"Oh, fuck! Ron, this feels so good," she moaned. Grabbing the hem of her nightie, she pulled it up and off of her, tossing it to Ron to add fuel to the fire. Inch after inch he sank into her tightest hole. "Merlin! He's stretching my ass," she squealed out, her toes curling as he penetrated her deeper and deeper.

Ron watched wide-eyed as Harry's gigantic cock speared his girlfriend's asshole. He had never stretched it that wide before. He didn't know how Lavender could take it. His groin finally colliding with her shapely cheeks, Ron knew that he was now balls deep in her ass.

"Don't be gentle, Harry! I love it rough," she cried out as Harry slowly sawed in and out of her. Smiling at her response, his hips increased their pace.

Inside Ron was fuming even though he attempted to play it off. Lavender was leaning her head back on Harry's shoulders as his fat cock pistoned inside of her at a blistering pace. His cock was nearly a blur as it hit the deepest spots in her ass. Her toes were curling and her back was bowed as she spread her legs apart like a common whore.

"Hurry up and get hard! Harry's gotten my pussy so fucking wet. Look," she cried out. She reached down and stroked her quivering pussy. Holding up her hand so that he could see, Ron saw that her hand was absolutely drenched in fluids. Her arousal was literally dripping off of her fingers. "I've never been so wet!" she admitted loudly as Harry's cock hit all the right spots.

Ron was desperately trying to get hard to defend his manhood. His hand was rapidly moving but his cock simply stretched and flopped around. Suddenly, Harry began to move closer. Now he had a front-row seat to their fucking. He could see every bead of arousal clinging to her pretty, pink pussy. He could see them rolling down her butt cheeks and pooling around the point of penetration, adding more lubrication to the mix. Lavender reached down and used two fingers to spread her pussy lips apart. He thought that she was showing off her insides to tempt him into hardness. Instead, he got a faceful of pussy juice as she violently squirted all over him. Her shuddering wails continued with every thrust of his cock. As his cock slid in, her juice sprayed out in a jet, hitting him in the face and chest. Ron was too shocked to move. He had never seen Lavender cum like that. What he didn't know was that all of her orgasms with him had been faked.

Harry carried her over to the bed and dropped her down, face-first onto the mattress. Pulling out, he laughed at her spasming form. "Your first analgasm?" he asked, teasing the sexy blonde.

"Y-yeah!" she stuttered as her body trembled uncontrollably. Reaching down, he used his hand to rub her puckering pussy. When his fingers brushed over her clit, she squealed loud enough to hurt his ears as she moved away.

"Sensitive!" she shuddered, trying to keep her pussy away from him. Unlucky for her, Harry was a sexual beast who hadn't cummed yet.

Harry manhandled her into facing Ron with her ass sticking up in the air. A hard slap to her fat ass had her squealing and her cheeks jiggling sexily. Without waiting, he slammed into her cumming pussy.

Ron was forced to watch the look of pure rapture on his girlfriend's face as his best friend thrust into her brutally from behind. The clapping of their bodies was loud, but even still, he could hear the wet squelching of her tight pussy getting fucked. Her body jerked every time that he collided with her pale cheeks. Her fists grabbed the bedsheets as she cried out and hid her face. He could see droplets and mist rising up from behind her, and he knew that she had just came again.

Lavender's eye was twitching unattractively as she looked up at her limp-dicked boyfriend. "Sooooooo good!" she cried out. "He's reshaping my pussy!" Lavender choked out, thrashing around. Harry had to grip her hips tightly to keep her in the same spot.

"Fuck!" Harry groaned as his hand slid up her back and gripped the back of her neck. Pushing her face down, he really began to fuck her hard. "Your pussy is so goddamn tight!"

Suddenly, he pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back. He moved her until the upper half of her body was draped over the edge of her bed. She was looking at Ron upside down when Harry spread her legs wide and stuck his long, fat cock in with a single, powerful thrust.

Ron had given up on trying to get hard. His hands were idle as he watched Lavender's tits droop and nearly cover her face as she was positioned upside down. Knees bent and legs spread, Harry was hammering into her wet pussy over and over. From where he was, he could see that Lavender was creaming all over his member. As Harry's thick cock pushed in, her pussy caved in with it, and when he pulled that beast out, Lavender's tiny pussy desperately tried to keep him in. He could see the soft skin of her pussy clinging to his cock when he pulled out, only for her to moan noisily when he pushed back in. Suddenly he noticed that Lavender was looking right at him, tongue hanging out and panting like a dog. "His cock," she shuddered and her eyes fluttered. "It's too big … my G-spot!" she cried out. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she arched her back. Her tits were hitting her chin repeatedly as her body was racked with orgasmic spasms. Harry didn't slow down for a second. He continued to reshape his girlfriend's pussy.

Crossing his arms, he sulked. He couldn't believe that Harry was stretching her out so much. She was the perfect tightness for him, and now he probably wouldn't even be able to feel it. Giving it one last go, he wiggled his tiny pecker with two fingers before giving up again.

Lavender was on the brink of blacking out. She had never felt so much pleasure in her entire life. She chided herself for not climbing into Harry's bed sooner. Had she known, she would have been his bed partner for most of her Hogwarts education. Better late than never, she thought as he picked her up by her ass. Her throat was too sore and raw to do much squealing, so she just let him use her as he pleased. "Ass," was his command. She reached down and stuck his head into her still stretched backdoor. She chittered and mewled as he easily pushed in.

With her legs securely wrapped around his waist, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and kissed him deeply. Their tongues danced and wiggled against each other as her boyfriend looked on. She was brought out of her pleasurable daze by the clicking of a camera. Looking over Harry's shoulder, she saw that her bedroom door was open and Parvati Patil and Romilda Vane were standing there giggling. Parvati was holding a magical camera in her hands, reloading it for another picture.

"What … you … doing?" Lavender panted, unable to form a proper sentence. The two girls just giggled harder.

"When you told me what was going on tonight, I figured that you might like a few pictures to remember the occasion," she said smiling. "Looks like Flopsy couldn't get it up again," she said, jerking her thumb toward Ron. Romilda burst into a giggle fit. Lavender had other things on her mind, like the mind-blowing orgasm that was rapidly approaching. She bit down lightly on Harry's shoulder as he continuously hammered into her poor, abused asshole.

Turning her around, Harry used his hands to spread her cheeks and smiled at the camera. The girls saw the deep penetration of her ass and the wet slicks of her arousal dripping down his thighs. "That's the money shot!" Parvati cheered, snapping a quick picture. She noticed that Ron was in the background scowling, rapidly wanking his sad, pathetic weiner.

Lavender was convulsing as her last orgasm hit. Instantly she clenched her asshole around his thrusting cock. Hearing him groan, she knew what was coming. Harry dropped her down on the bed and crawled toward her head. Taking his cock in hand, he aimed it at her face and began stroking the long beast. Parvati and Romilda got close to get a better look. Parvati held the camera up, ready to take the best picture that she could. "Open your mouth," they heard Harry say. Lavender instantly complied.

They watched as spurt after spurt shot into her mouth and onto her face. She struggled to swallow the thick load as Harry moaned and continued to paint her face with his seed. Parvati snapped her photo of Lavender gurgling on his cum. Once dry, he looked down and saw that the pretty blonde was covered in his cum. Chuckling, he grabbed his wand and cleaned her up with a wave.

"Thanks for the good time, mate," Harry called out to Ron. Seeing that he was about to leave, both Parvati and Romilda appeared at his side. Their hands were on him, groping his muscles, and Romilda even got a handful of his bum.

"How about we go home with you and keep you company?" Parvati asked, batting her eyelashes.

"Yeah. Lavender can join the three of us another night. Looks like she's too beat to join tonight," Romilda added. A foursome with them sure did sound good to Harry. Although, he would settle for a threesome tonight.

"Sounds great. Let me just gather my things," he said, scooping up his clothes. He said his goodbyes to a fuming Ron and a semi-unconscious Lavender. The three of them apparated away leaving the couple alone.

Ron couldn't believe that Harry was taking both of those girls home. He didn't have time to ponder the situation before Lavender was at his side.

"That was the best gift that you've ever given me! I need to shower, then we can go to sleep," Lavender said, kissing him deeply and sticking her tongue in his mouth. He enjoyed it so much that he too added his tongue into the mix. Once she hopped into the shower, Ron remembered that his girlfriend had just swallowed a thick load of Harry's salty spunk. His face turned green.

Lavender was daydreaming before hearing her boyfriend gag and heave in the other room. She paid very little attention to it. She was too busy thinking about Harry's fat cock and the next time that it would be stuffed in her tight, little holes.