Unfaithful

Chapter 5

Astoria Malfoy, formerly Greengrass, was sitting in the living room flicking through a fashion magazine. She and her husband lived in one of the Malfoy’s properties to afford them some privacy. Eventually, once the eldest Malfoy has passed on, they would move into the family Manor. Until then, she had to make do with the gorgeous cottage not far from the white cliffs of Dover. She flipped the page once again. Not seeing anything that interested her, she flipped it again.

As she sat there with her leg gracefully crossed over her knee, she couldn’t seem to keep her foot from shaking and bouncing. Sighing, she uncrossed her legs and placed her feet squarely on the ground. She desperately tried to keep herself from thinking about him again.

Life as Draco’s wife wasn’t all rainbows and kittens. She obviously didn’t marry the guy because of his passion. The only thing that he had ever been passionate about was his hatred of Potter. Slamming her magazine down in annoyance, she became angry with herself as she couldn’t even go a few seconds without thinking about Potter. It wasn’t her fault though. If she was being honest, it was all Draco’s fault.

Draco was the one who wasn’t passionate in their relationship. He was the one who was always gone on long business trips. He was the one who couldn’t please a woman if his life depended on it. Would anyone really blame her for seeking passion and romance from another source? Of course, she needed to keep it all very hush-hush. Things could get very bad for her if her infidelities ever became public knowledge. That was why she was determined to stop her torrid love affair with Harry Potter. Astoria shivered, and her pussy started to moisten. Just thinking his name made her pussy clench in anticipation. Biting her lip, she slowly let her hand slip underneath her dress. It rose until she could feel the heat radiating from her overheated pussy. As her fingers brushed over the silk material of her panties, she could feel how moist they were. Gently rubbing her clit, she bit her lip and sat back as her eyes fluttered.

Her body was ready and waiting for Potter. It wanted him. More importantly, it wanted his gorgeous cock.

She could still remember the first time that they fucked. She was a bit tipsy while at a fancy party. Draco was being his annoying self and demanded that she go home and sober up so as to not embarrass the family name. He didn’t know that Harry was close by, listening to everything that he said. Ashamed at the way that she was treated, she stomped up to Potter once Draco had walked away and tried to explain the intricacies of Pureblood relationships, which was something that a foul Halfblood wouldn’t know about.

What she didn’t expect was for him to start flirting with her. She blamed her inebriated state for giving in. She had no idea that he was such a silver-tongued devil, or she would have taken the proper precautions around him. What happened over the following few hours had certainly made an impact on her. She never knew that such pleasure could exist. As a pureblood, she saved herself for marriage and never had access to anything but her fingers before then. Potter opened up a whole new sexual world for her to explore. Unfortunately, she was married to the blonde-haired turd, and their marriage contract was unbreakable. For better or worse, they were stuck together.

Three more times they hooked up before she tried to put an end to it. The smarmy bastard seemed to find humor in the fact that he could make Malfoy’s wife cum while Draco could barely make her wet. She wanted to stick up for her husband but was unable to. Harry spoke nothing but the truth. Her breath hitched as she had a pathetically small orgasm. Pulling her fingers from inside of her, she held them up. She shook her head sadly while looking at them glistening with her juices. They were a poor imitation of what her body really wanted. Would it be so bad just to give in one more time? Draco wouldn’t be back for at least another week. Biting her quivering lip, she finally sighed and gave in. As soon as she made the decision, her pussy seemed to come to life. Instantly, it began tingling in anticipation. She too suddenly felt a vigor that she didn’t feel before. She ran to the fireplace and Floo called Potter. Demanding to meet, she silently cheered when he agreed. Realizing that she only had a couple of hours to fix herself up, she scampered upstairs to get ready.

Unfaithful

Potter tossed her coat on an empty chair. Astoria looked around and found the muggle hotel that he rented to be quite lovely. Clearly, it was made for the high-class, which she certainly was a part of. Potter came up behind her and moved the hair from her shoulder. Leaning in, he softly pressed his lips against the side of her slender neck and inhaled deeply.

“You always smell so good, Love,” he whispered in her ear. Astoria shivered at the sensation of his warm breath against her chilly skin. “It’s been a while since you last called. Have you grown tired of me?” he teased as his hands rested right above her flared hips.

“N-no!” she gasped as he slowly started to lower the straps of her dress off of her delicate shoulders. Peppering her shoulder with soft kisses, he finally let the straps go and her dress fell from her body. Pooling at her heeled feet, Astoria stepped out of her dress. Her breath hitched as she looked back over her shoulder. Potter had dropped to one knee and slowly started peeling the panties off of her. Astoria stood there shaking in delight as her panties lowered past her knees. She lifted her feet and let him take them off. He tossed them with her dress before grabbing her hips and pulling her bare ass closer to his face.

Standing there while only wearing a pair of black high-heels, Astoria looked back just as Harry buried his face between her cheeks. Her eyes fluttered as his tongue began to lap at any hole that he could reach. Her pussy, her asshole, nothing was off-limits as he licked and slurped up her pussy juice. Reaching back, she grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled his face harder against her. Lifting her leg up slightly, she moved until he was able to stick his tongue directly inside of her. Throwing her head back, she moaned loudly while grinding her ass on his face. When he finally removed his tongue from her and stood up, she groaned from the lack of pleasure. His lips traveled up her spine as his hands slid over her smooth belly and onto her perky C-cup breasts. Astoria squealed and shivered as his warm hands caressed her rock-hard nipples.

Suddenly, he removed his hands from her body. She was about to turn around and look when she heard him removing his clothes. Her cheeks turned slightly pink, and her breathing picked up. When he returned to touching her body, she felt his massive erection touching her bare ass. Astoria squeaked in fright as she was suddenly grabbed by the backs of her thighs and lifted up. Her legs were parted, and her back was pressed firmly against his muscular chest. Harry pressed a soft kiss to the side of her neck before saying, “Stick it in.”

Astoria blushed madly but did what he commanded. Reaching down, she grabbed his massive cock by the base and rubbed the shaft against her drenched cunt. She moaned loudly as she wiggled her pussy back and forth over the length of his mighty cock. Slapping it against her wet twat a few times, she finally stuffed the head into her tight tunnel and arched her back as he pushed deep inside of her.

“A perfect fit,” he teased her once again.

“Harry …” she whined, about to tell him to stop the teasing when he started moving his hips. Instead of complaining, she opened her mouth and moaned like a whore. Pink was still dusting her cheeks from the embarrassment of having her body make such perverse sounds. The wet squelching and schlicking sounds coming from her pussy only ever happened when Potter took her to bed. Draco could never drench her pussy like that. Just thinking of that made her toes curl. She suddenly felt so incredibly naughty that her pussy immediately tightened around him. She smiled happily when she heard him moan. As a pureblood woman, it was taught to her by her mother that she was responsible for keeping her man happy in bed. It was nice to know that she could please the man that was rewarding her with so much pleasure.

As he held her legs wide apart, his hips were thrusting wildly, and his cock was spearing deep into her wet tunnel. Her back was arched as she rested the back of her head against his broad shoulder while her mouth was open, and she was panting like a bitch in heat. Her tits were being pushed out proudly while her pussy tightly hugged his invading cock.

“I forgot how good this little pussy was,” Harry told her before dropping her face down on the bed. Her body bounced from the impact and before she could bounce again, he was already on her. Sliding back in, his cock bumped into her G-spot and immediately triggered a violent orgasm.

“Ooooooooooh!” she squealed in a high-pitched voice as her pussy started pouring her juices all over the bed covers. She pathetically tried to crawl away from him to get a bit of respite, but the brute wasn’t having any of that. Grabbing her by the hips, he pulled her back to him and thrust back into her cumming pussy. Lifting her bottom half completely off of the bed, only her face and tits were mashed into the covers as he brutally fucked her fluttering pussy. The loud clapping of their skin could barely be heard over his grunts and her cries of mercy. Unable to help herself, her pussy exploded in a spray of girl cum as droplets of her arousal rained down on their naked bodies. With her face mashed into the bed, she squealed and cried out as her pussy clamped down tightly on him and attempted to milk him of every last drop.

A hard slap on her ass made her flinch and squeal. Another hard slap made her gasp and try to look back at him. Her pussy continued to spray as she tried to glare at him for his rough treatment of her perfect pureblood body. His hand collided again with her shapely cheek, making it jiggle. Harry stared at her cheeks and watched her tight, little asshole peeking out from between them as they clapped together. One last spank of her ass made her pussy tighten up even more. As she thrashed in his arms, he finally let her go. She dropped down onto the bed and curled up pathetically as her body spasmed out of control.

Harry stroked his cock and waddled up to her face. Turning her head, he smiled as she looked at him with a nearly blank expression. Astoria was deep into a sexual daze. Harry chuckled since this was nothing new to the sexy girl, and it happened every time that they were together. Holding her face, he stuffed his fat cock into her mouth and slowly started fucking her mouth. Astoria gagged and tried her best as she wiggled her tongue around the shaft of his cock. Thankfully for her, Harry was already nearing his end from fucking her lovely pussy. Grunting harshly, she felt globs of hot cum hit the back of her throat. She attempted to drink it all down but couldn’t. His thick, white cum began leaking from her mouth as more spurted from the tip of his cock to replace it. Pulling out from her mouth, he aimed at her face and let strings of his hot cum splatter across her cheek and get in her hair. Once his balls were empty, he flopped down next to her and sighed happily.

Looking to the side, he saw her breathing heavily while her body randomly spasmed and jerked. He chuckled and rubbed her bare back. “Rest up, then we’ll take a shower together,” he told her happily as his hand continued to feel her silky smooth skin beneath his palm.