Ginny makes up her mind, through Harry's disappointment

Slowly her eyes awoke to the pattering of rain against the window. The light of the morning sun, slowly emanating through the thick overcast clouds, of the dreary Welsh morning. Her hand slipped between her legs and pressed against her sore pussy, the feeling of yesterday's events playing through her mind. Ginny could not believe she had cheated on Harry, but everything had happened so quickly. She could deny it all, as just Dudley’s action, that she had gone against her will, that she did not want it. But that was a lie, and Ginny knew it. She had turned him on, and although he started it all, she had reciprocated it, turned her body towards him and allowed him, never fighting back, encouraging him at every turn.

Lying back, she stared up at the dark blue roof of their room and down to the sleeping form of her fiancé. Harry was everything she wished for as a child, a handsome and loving man. A person that could save her life and care for her like she was a princess. But despite being all that, the man of her dreams, something was missing. A gleam of passion in his eyes when he stared at here, his touches while friendly was held back, his looks while loving forgotten the spark in his eyes. All things that Dudley had, there was a spark in his eyes as they talked. His hands grasped and held her like she was his and no one else in the entire world. But that was it; despite the events yesterday, that was all it would be. She had Harry, and Harry was her fiancé and her husband in the future. Dudley would have to watch; she could not cheat on him again, no matter how much her loins wanted her to.

Slowly pushing the covers away, Ginny pushed herself up and out of the bed as she slipped on her morning robe and thick slippers. Looking at her snoozing husband, a smile graced her lips. This was the future she wanted and despite her lust for Dudley. Harry would always be a part of it.

Ginny slowly sipped her tea as she looked at the stairs, the footsteps of harry slowly coming down. His handsome face appeared as he slowly entered the kitchen.

“Hello, my love. The kettle has just boiled, and the elves have prepared some delicious breakfast for us both.” She replied, the happiness evident in her eyes as she smiled towards her fiancé.

“Good morning to you too, my love. Tanny’s breakfasts are always delicious. This afternoon, I wondered whether you would like to head up to Edinburgh’s magically alley. It would be lovely to spend some time with you before I have to head to the training camp.”

Ginny heard Harry’s suggestion and was shocked that he wanted to go and do something together. Maybe Harry was changing; perhaps he wanted to try and make an effort for her like he did when they were younger and at Hogwarts. Ohh, a romantic getaway, even if just for a day, sounded beautiful. Although it was once again a magical alley, and the UK, one at that, given the short-term nature, it made sense, maybe once he was back, they could take a trip around the French magically alleys. It was at least something, and well, if he could prove himself better than Dudley, that would happily set her mind at ease. Dudley was good, but she hoped that deep down that Harry was better.

“That would be lovely, harry. We have been so busy lately that we have not been out much together, so it would be wonderful to go out; we can get lunch and have a great time together.” A subtle jab, aimed at his lack of attention, aimed through as she smiled towards him. Harry seemed not even to notice the thrust as he continued smiling; the happiness was written across his face.

“Let’s finish up, grab our stuff and get going; I am sure there are wonderful shops to explore, as well as places to visit.” Ginny looked at his smile, he seemed so interested in making her happy that maybe she could forget about Dudley, but as she stood up to get dressed, she felt her legs give way a bit, the soreness from yesterday bringing everything back. She would need more than just a trip out today, with those new clothes she got with Dudley. There would be having some fun tonight.

Time Break

Ginny slowly walked up to the door, the happiness evident in her eyes. A skip in her step as she entered the hallway, pushing open the door. Laughter came from her mouth as harry twirled her around. She was kissing her deep on the lips as the moon shone above. It was a wonderful day; harry had showered her with love and care; he had demonstrated that he truly did love her, that he wanted her. Dudley had done that and more, but harry, in many ways, had her heart and that had shone through today. She could put yesterday behind her, forget about Dudley and focus on Harry. After that beautiful day, he deserved a treat and gently pecking him on the cheek, ginny slowly swayed upstairs, her hips moving from side to side.

Harry stared at Ginny, his eyes unmoving from her swaying hips. She was perfect and knew that taking her out and treating her was the right was the best thing to do. They had been so busy and distant lately, and with him going away for two whole weeks, then he had to do something. He had chosen correctly; their time together was perfect, no fighting, no arguments, just laughter and loving times all around. She had smiled for the first time in a long while. There was genuine happiness in her eyes.

It was a shock about her snide remark this morning, and it made it apparent that he had left her alone, not acting in good faith as he should do as her fiancé. He had not cheated on her, but it was evident that he had abandoned her all the same. He would make it up to her, and it seemed that they would be having some fun that evening as he stared at her large swaying arse, imaging the soft subtle arse beneath.

Ginny stood in her and Harry’s room, hidden behind her dresser as she looked down at the dresses and lingerie arrayed before her. The black bra and knickers alongside the garters would be perfect alongside the sleek maroon dress. It would be perfect for her and Harry, and as she slid them on and let her hair fall her back, she looked in the mirror. Gone was the outdoors girl, and now she was a seductress, looking for her prey, that prey being Harry. But as she looked at her body in the mirror, she could imagine how Dudley looked at her the first time she wore it. The look of lust and pleasure, the gleam in his eyes. Slowly rubbing her legs together, Ginny imagined the look on Harry as she slowly undid the dress. It would be perfect, and even if harry were smaller, the love they had would be ideal.

Ginny saw Harry enter out of the corner of her eye; he seemed so confident and so enticing as he slipped down onto the bed, looking towards the dresser. Stepping out from behind the dresser, Ginny revealed her tight black dress that flowed down her body; her lover’s eyes bulged as he took in her form. Slowly hooking her hand over her shoulder and gently turning around, Ginny raised her dress slightly, teasing her arse towards him. She could see that Harry was getting aroused, his cock bulging inside his pants. It was nowhere near the size of Dudley’s cock, but it would undoubtedly satisfy her desires. Moving forward, slipping down her top, Ginny exposed her breasts.

Harry was always shocked by their vast size as Ginny gently rolled her fingers through her breasts, squeezing them. He was shocked, a bit at Ginny’s actions. He had never seen her so sensuous before, and it was arousing; he could feel his cock pulsing with desire. Slipping between his knees, Ginny slowly rubbed her breasts against his chest as she leaned forward and captured his lips.

Whispering gently in his ear. “You can have everything, my love; let’s make this a night to remember.”

Ginny smiled and stepped back as she slipped between his legs and fished out his cock. It was sizeable, well small compared to Dudley, but sizeable compared to the other males she had been with. Taking Harry’s cock in his hand, Ginny slipped her head down and gently began sucking, letting her tongue swirl around its head, remembering all the words of advice and encouragement Dudley gave her. Licking up and down, Ginny made sure to swallow to the base. It was easy, nothing like the stiffness and extensive nature of Dudley’s cock. It barely even caused her to gag.

His taste was nothing like Dudley’s either. It did not have the intoxicating and male taste that Dudley’s had. But it was not awful either. Withdrawing it slowly, Ginny licked her lips seductively as she gently swayed her arse to the side. As the dress slipped down around her hips, revealing her bare pussy and slipping forward, Ginny nestled herself atop and, moving side to side, let her fiancé’s cock slip between her legs and suddenly dropped down. The cock pierced her insides, and Ginny felt her pussy slip around and make way for it.

It was so unlike Dudley’s, where that **** her lips apart, spreading them, forcing its way through Harry’s was so small and slim in comparison that she could hardly feel it. It was disappointing after so long; just one evening with a proper man had ruined her for Harry.

Ginny raised her arse back and let it fall as she pushed up again. Harry’s cock, felt like nothing, no matter how much she squeezed down with her core muscles. It was like a thin pencil; even some of her dildos were bigger than he was. It had been such a long time, was she at some point satisfied with Harry’s size. Leaning forward, she captured Harry’s lips as she let out a fake moan of pleasure. It was best just to let him imagine that he was causing her pleasure, best not break his dreams. As Ginny moans into his mouth, she lets his hands roam her body and squeeze down on her arse. As Ginny felt Harry squeeze down, she could not stop herself from comparing his feel to Dudley; it was so much softer, caring in a way, unlike Dudley, who just took her any way he wanted, forcefully, made her submit. It was different; it was not what Ginny wanted. She knew that she wanted to be taken hard, to be manhandled.

As Ginny let out another moan, she saw the look of pleasure on Harry’s face, as she felt him harden inside of her, his breath shortens as he cummed inside of her. The weak spurts are coating his pussy, as its runny consistency caused it to run out of her pussy, as she slowly stood up. Looking back, she saw harry breathing heavily as his cock, lay against his lap, limp and small. It was shocking how much different Dudley was; after cumming once, he was still solid ramrod straight, waiting, and willing to fuck again. It just made harry such a disappointment. She was looking forward to it, it was a fantastic day out, they had together, it had made up a bit for all the time, he had ignored her, and it was no ruined, although she did not let it show. Ginny hoped that Harry would be like Dudley, a proper man, but instead, he was just a disappointment. It was not like Ginny could blame him; he had no control over it. But maybe she could look up some spells to help.

Ginny slowly looked towards harry as he lay back on the bed.

“He, That was fantastic, I am so glad, we got to do it before you left, maybe tomorrow evening as well, if you are up for it?” Ginny said, smiling towards harry as his eyes locked on her nude body, as she swayed her hips.

“I would love that; you were fantastic; I had never experienced such levels of pleasure before,” Harry said, his eyes full of hope.

Ginny looked him over, smiling happily, “I am glad I could provide for my handsome hero.”

Ginny looked harry over once more, smiling softly, as she slowly entered the bathroom and turned away, looking deep into the mirror. Her reflection stared back; her face was a bit of sweat, the beads of sweat sitting atop her forehead. It was not even apparent that they had sex; there was no soreness between her legs, her breath was not ragged and sore, her body felt well unused. After Dudley, when she got home, she had collapsed down, her body exhausted, aching all over like she had run a marathon and then played quidditch for several hours. Her face was destroyed, make-up streaking down her face. She was sued, and she enjoyed that, and Harry just then was so disappointing. Only one round, and he was done, not even daring to take control, dominate her, he just let her do it.

Looking down onto the floor, Ginny could feel her body want pleasure, cum, orgasm, and release her pent-up frustration. Eying her toilet brush, Ginny slowly brought her wand around; Ginny focused on her toilet brush as its shapes began twisting and turning until a replica of Dudley’s cock stood before her, in all its majestic and brutal glory. Looking down at the dildo, Ginny began to saliva at the prospect of fucking the dildo.

It was so much bigger than Harry, and a knock was heard on the door gently. Quickly grabbing the dildo, Ginny slowly slipped into the shower, pushing the dildo against the side as she pulled the curtain, too, hiding her body.

“Come in”, she spoke out, her body trembling with anticipation, the urge to shove herself down on the fake cock, building up inside.

Harry entered the bathroom, and he heard the shower start to hum as the water began to cascade down. He saw the curtain pulled too, as Ginny stuck her head out from behind the curtain.

“Hey, I just needed to use the loo, if you don’t mind.” He said, seeing Ginny smile softly.

“Yeah go, on. But be quick, I plan on being in here for a while; I am going to rest up and let the water wash over my body for a while in the bath.” Ginny suggested as she slipped behind the curtain, letting the water cascade over her body.

“Okay, I will wait for you in bed then, my love,” Harry replied as he finished up and swept out of the room. A smile coated his face as he slipped into the bed and promptly fell asleep.

Ginny, meanwhile, ignored her fiancé. He did not matter, and as her hand snaked down between her legs, spreading her pussy wide, she let out a moan. Leaning back against the wall, Ginny grabbed the dildo and brought it up, the white rubber gleaning as the water ran down over its surface. Pressing it against the wall, Ginny slid down onto her knees as she slid her lips off the top, letting her tongue swirl around the plastic surface. It was nowhere near as good as Dudley’s cock, the plastic taste, somewhat off-putting, but it was better than Harry’s. The large size was perfect, with it slipping back to her throat as she massaged her throat gently, allowing it to fall, as she pulled back, salvia dripping down from her mouth as she gently stood up, pressing her pussy against the dildo and pressed back. The dildo effortlessly penetrated her pink pussy, making her moan as she started moving up and down, fucking herself with the thick shafted toy.

“Oooh, ahhh, very realistic! Mmm, fuck!” Ginny groaned, bouncing up and down on the cock. She reached up and squeezed her big soft tits as she rode the dildo, her pussy juices running all over the fat prick and the round balls. All ten inches of the moulded member sank into her hole, the balls resting against her butt each time she hit bottom. It parted her pussy, so vast; it was perfect. It felt so satisfying, and unlike Harry’s cock she could feel it inside of her, the plastic stretching her pussy.

In her mind, she should have been ashamed that a piece of plastic was feeling better than her fiancé, but there was nothing that could be done. Bouncing up and down, Ginny continued to twist her nipples as she tried her best to hold back a moan, as her wand dropped down from her grasp and clattered onto the bottom of the bath. Ginny could feel her body building up as she slammed back down.

“Oooh, Yesss! Fuck me, Dudley! FUCK ME!” Ginny moaned, biting down on her hand to stop herself from screaming out loud.

Ginny shouted as she cummed all over the toy, her juices running down the dildo and mixing in with the water below. Taking a moment, Ginny let the dildo slip out from her as she collapsed into the tub. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she let out a sigh of pleasure. The dildo is lying beside her. It was not as good as Dudley’s cock, but it would have to do. She had Harry now, and even if he was unsatisfying, then at least she had something to cause pleasure. Ut again, even that was not the same; it lacked the passion, the love, the strength that Dudley had, the movement, the swerve.

Dudley had all that and more. There was something about him that was so enticing. Something that made you want more, and as she lay back down in the bath, Ginny knew that she should not do, but she wanted to. She knew that she would have to see him again, visit him, take his cock, and get the true satisfaction she needed. It may have to be behind Harry’s back, but he would not have to know; he loved her and, honestly, was a bit gullible at times, so he likely would not suspect a thing.

Opening the bedroom room, Ginny expected to see Harry staring at her, demanding an explanation. Instead, his back was turned, and the light sounds of breathing erupted from underneath the covers. She sighed in relief as she looked down at his sleeping form. Had Harry always been that small, well compared to Dudley anyway? He was so soft and well feminine in a way. Ginny knew that she should not be so willing to betray harry, and go back to a much larger and muscular male, a true alpha as the muggles said. But there was something about Dudley that Harry did not have, maybe Harry could become like that, but for now, she would happily leave him wanting and waiting.

Slowly getting into bed, they soon fell asleep. Her dreams were full of Dudley fucking her and dominating her. Acting like the true male he was, all while Harry stared on. A shocked expression as he watched her bounce up and down on Dudley’s cock as she looked on laughing at his hardened small cock, barely bigger than her most extended finger. An expression of pure ecstasy as she cummed over his cock, her juices spraying out, hosing down his hair as it stuck down to his scalp. As he looked on, an expression of disbelief across his face, his wife, his pure love, was defiled and showing pure love for his cousin. It was a future she wanted, a lot that would become a reality. Her reality.