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

    slide down his chest. It didn't pause to tickle the trail of hair across his stomach as she often did, but instead slipped under his waistband. Her fingers wrapped around him and he shifted up closer to her as he moaned into her mouth. Suddenly, she pulled away and released him. "Dear God!" she said, kicking away the covers. Ron gulped the cool, fresh air. He watched with amusement as Hermione tore away Harry's underwear. Having lived with Harry for seven years during school, Ron knew how thickly Harry was hung. Hermione, however, had never seen it before this moment. "Oh my God," she breathed as she wrapped two hands around it and began to stroke. He watched as she leaned forward and began to lick it, rather like a lollipop or an ice cream cone. Harry's head fell back against the pillows and he moaned. He reached down and tangled his hands in her hair, Ron reached up and pulled them away. Harry looked up at him, Ron just shook his head as though saying, ‘trust me, just don't.’ Ron reached over to rub her arse, then slid a finger under her knickers and found that she was very wet. He watched as she slowly worked her tongue and lips around and over Harry. After several minutes, during which Ron divested himself of his boxers, she finally opened her mouth and slid down over him. Harry let out a moan that was suddenly cut off in a grimace and a wince. She had only been able to take in half of it before she had to come back up and went back to licking and kissing. Ron peeled ...
    away the purple lace that had been blocking his full access to her. She slid out of them, but only with a little prompting. It seemed she was pre-occupied with the item in front of her. Ron suppressed the surge of jealousy that tickled at him. He would not be envious of how much attention and concentration his wife was devoting to Harry's cock. To slake his need to be doing something, he laid down under her hips and flicked his tongue across her engorged clit. She moaned, then stopped. Her voice was now replaced by a deep loud moan from Harry. Ron focused intently on the job at hand, or mouth, as it were. He grazed his hands up the back of her thighs, over her soft cheeks, and slipped a thumb inside her. His other hand continued to roam about, kneading and stroking her soft skin. Her moaning got progressively louder, as did Harry's. Ron reached down and gave himself a couple of strokes, then gave up. He slid out from underneath Hermione and got up behind her. She was on her hands and knees, her arse high in the air, and the smell of her filled his senses. Settling in behind her, he placed his hands on her hips and eased into her with a long smooth stroke. "Oh yes!" she called out as she lifted up off of Harry. Then she settled back down over him again. Once Ron had found a good rhythm, he opened his eyes and looked down. Harry seemed to be flailing about, looking for something to do with his hands. Finally, he settled them in the tangles of her hair, and tried to guide her ...
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