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

    and might be a bit small for the three of us." She leaned her forehead against his shoulder and chuckled. She could always count on him to make her laugh when she needed it. "Now, wash your face, and come out and sit down. Everything will be fine." She looked up at him with a grateful smile. He placed a quick peck on her lips, then slipped back out. Back at the table, Harry and Ron were laughing about something when she came in. She started to gather the dessert dishes, but Ron stopped her. "Sit down, honey. I got this." Ron quickly gathered the dishes and cleared them away. It was just her and Harry now. She stretched out her foot and tried to brush it against his. Her foot didn't so much touch, more like collided with his. She withdrew her foot with an embarrassed flush. She leaned forward and placed her face in her hands, frustrated that this seemed to be so hard. She heard his footsteps come around the table. "Hermione, do you remember the first time you ever kissed me?" She felt his hands come to rest on her shoulders. He was warm, his hands heavy and reassuring as they began to knead her muscles. His voice was deep, and she could almost feel his gaze on the back of her head. "End of fourth year, at King's Cross," she answered. He ran his fingers up the sides of her neck and over her ears. "You know, I never returned that kiss." She felt his breath, hot and scented with wine as it wafted over her cheek. His lips were light as they brushed against her skin, then touched ...
    her again, and again, and then one more time as they came to rest against her neck. She was caught somewhere between melting and shivering. When his fingers trailed past the short sleeves of her dress and over the light skin of her arms, her blood caught fire. She leaned her head to the side and let Harry trail several lingering kisses down her neck and into the hollows of her clavicle. She reached up and ran her fingers through the back of his hair and pulled him against her. She heard herself let out a soft moan. He ran his tongue across the back of her neck. She rolled her head to the other side and let Harry continue to work his magic on her. She shivered when his lips vacated her skin, and he blew over the dampness his tongue had left behind. She felt her chair being pulled back, and fingers slipped under her hand and raised it up. "Coming, my dear?" she heard Ron ask her. "Not yet," she answered. She allowed Ron to pull her up out of the chair and into his embrace. His lips were strong on her own, unlike the gentle lips that were on the back of her neck. She felt hands wandering over her: down her flanks, over her breasts, around her waist, along her cheek. She couldn't keep track of them all as they raked and stroked, pinched and caressed, groped and massaged. Then there were the kisses. Her lovers seemed to be communicating in ways she didn't understand; their moves were almost in perfect syncopation. She would feel Ron's tongue wrestle with her own, then withdraw. He ...
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