1. One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 7


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Lesbian, Male/Female, Threesome, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    Angelina had said and Ginny had suspected, the boys were all in the pub, gathered round a large table and boisterously arguing the outcome of the match with several other patrons. Harry was gesticulating wildly and slopping beer as he vehemently argued the case that the Cannons problem was not a lack of technical skill, but a lack of confidence in themselves. Ginny smiled to herself, despite all his assertions to the contrary Harry was still a Chudley fan at heart. Of course, since Ron had been promoted to Team Manager at the end of the previous season, the entire family had at least taken a passing interest in the Cannons. ‘Oh well,’ she thought to herself, ‘maybe next year.’ She wound her way through the crowd to Harry’s side. “Are you drunk yet?” she whispered in his ear. “Pleasantly buzzed,” he said with a roguish smile and tipped his Guinness back to swallow a fourth of the glass. “Perfect,” she said with a wicked smile, “just enough to be useful.” Harry looked at her and raised an eyebrow. “You have exactly sixty seconds to take me home and fuck me silly.” “Alrighty then,” Harry said with a wide grin. He tipped his head back and Ginny watched his Adam’s Apple bob up and down as the dark liquid drained from the glass. “Are you sober enough to Apparate?” “I feel like I could do anything.” “No, you’re not.” She shook her head and laughed. As if Harry needed to find courage or confidence in the bottom of a pint. She leaned in close to him and rubbed his crotch through ...
    his jeans. “Just my luck, you’d splinch that glorious John Thomas of yours right off; which would be a real shame in its current condition.” He continued to lengthen and stiffen under her ministrations. “Grab my arm.” She ignored the whooping and hollering of Fred and George as they looked at her and realized what she was doing. With a smile, a flick of the wrist, and a pop, Harry and Ginny arrived in their bedroom. Harry stumbled and fell onto the bed. “So much the better,” Ginny said. Another flick of her wrist and Harry was naked. She quickly divested herself of clothing and crawled over Harry. He grabbed her waist as she pulled even with him. “Not this time,” she said and pulled away from him. She straddled his face and grabbed a handful of hair. “Lick it.” “Are you trying to tell me what to do?” “Yes, I am. Now, dammit Harry, lick my cunt.” “No.” Ginny almost screamed in frustration; here she was on the verge of a fantasy fulfilling orgasm and Harry was playing games with her. She decided to give him what he wanted. “Please, Harry. Please lick my hot little cunt.” “That’s better, but not very convincing.” The smile he gave her was wicked and teasing. He knew exactly how badly she wanted it and he was going to take full advantage of her for it. “Please,” she wheedled, “please let me feel your tongue on my clit. Please suck on my pussy. Let me cum for you.” “My, my,” Harry said, as he blew across her damp crotch and made her shiver. “Somebody is terribly randy, isn’t she?” ...
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