1. One Big Horny Weasley Family- chapter 4


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Fan fiction, Threesome, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    almost dropped the bottle of wine. "Little nervous?" Harry asked. "A bit, you?" "Yeah. Tell you what, give me something to do and let's get through dinner. Everything else will take care of itself later." She put a bowl of salad in his hands. "Here you go Action Man. Thanks." He smiled; it was a name she had given him long ago. Dinner was a pleasant affair. They talked about Quidditch, which Hermione was able to keep up with as long as all they talked about were the current standings. She caught them up on what was going on inside the Ministry. They all studiously avoided the topic of what they were there to do. * Hermione grabbed her napkin and pressed it to her chin. She returned the half-eaten chocolate covered strawberry to her plate and wiped away the cream that had dripped from her mouth and on to her dress. Harry was trying hard not to laugh. She was trying not to cry. She excused herself from the table and almost ran to the powder room. "Damn!" she said as she looked at the spot on her dress. There was a huge cream and strawberry juice stain on the lace of her v-neck. She tried to wipe it off, but it stubbornly wouldn't come out. She could feel the tears of frustration in the back of her eyes. She had tried so hard; she had wanted tonight to be perfect. She wanted to be appealing to Harry. She wanted to exude that sexuality that would draw him to her. Why couldn't she capture it when she really needed to? She wiped at her eyes and swallowed the lump in her throat. ...
    She almost cried again when she looked in the mirror; her eyes were red and puffy. There was a soft knock, and the door opened. Ron squeezed in behind her and closed the door. She felt his long arms wrap around her waist and his lips nuzzle their way onto her neck. "Are you okay, honey?" She nodded, but said nothing. "Do you want to back out?" he asked in a quiet voice of concern. She shook her head. She wanted to do this, and had for a long time. She didn't want to chicken out now. His lips opened and wrapped around a sensitive spot just below her left ear. His hands ran over the narrow flare of her hips and down her legs. When they came back up, her skirt rode up and she felt his warm hands on the bare flesh of her legs above her black stockings. He sucked on her neck just a bit, enough to elicit a soft moan of gratification. "You look beautiful tonight," he rumbled into her neck. He turned her around and cradled her face in his hands. "Stop trying so hard. You don't have to act like a sex kitten to be one." He pressed his lips to hers, then pulled away. "Just calm down and everything will take care of itself." He trailed several kisses across her face and neck. When he stopped, his lips were in the hollow of her neck, his hips were between her legs, and she was sitting on the sink. She had no idea how she had gotten there. "See?" he said with a smile. "It will happen on its own." He looked around the small room. "Although the powder room is not the most romantic of settings ...
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