1. One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 2


    Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Male/Female, Masturbation, Voyeurism, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 72.7, Source: sexstories.com

    have to talk to Ginny." She answered Ron's curious look with a kiss on his nose. "Property rights and all." "Property rights?" "Yes honey, didn't you know? There's a tattoo on your prick that says 'Property of Hermione Weasley.' It's been there since we were married." Ron tried to shift around and get her off his lap. He wouldn't put it past his wife to do something weird like that; women were strange creatures, married women doubly so. "Sit still silly. You wouldn't be able to see it anyway, unless you can give yourself a blow job." She laughed and wrapped her legs around him as she trailed several wet kisses over his neck. He reached around her and pulled the back of her nightgown free so he could run his hands over the smooth skin of her bum. God Almighty, she was wet and hotter than a wood burning stove on a winter day. She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her and stroked his fingers over her dewy, silk like hair. He laid her down on the floor and stretched out next to her. "What are you doing?" she asked. "Shh," he whispered into her ear. He ran his hand down over her stomach, then back up under her nightgown. She spread her legs a little to give him access. He ran his hand over her, pressing against her with his palm as his finger opened her slit. "Imagine," he said in a low voice, "lying in bed. You hear my voice talking to you; then you feel my hand roving over your naked body." He removed his hand and slid it up her body, groping and lightly scratching. "Then you ...
    feel my other hand." He reached inside her gown and lightly tweaked her nipple with the hand that was half buried under him. "I'm groping you and kissing you, giving you pleasant little sensations all over. Then you feel another hand, another man's hand, caressing your leg. It comes up higher, and is joined by a fourth hand. One of the extra hands cups your pussy, and a finger slides inside you." Ron slid a finger back into her, pushing it all the way up to the last knuckle. She let out a deep, satisfied moan. He continued to weave a story of images and sensations. By the time the mysterious second man wrapped his mouth around her mound, she had cum all over Ron's hand. By the time Ron finished his tale, she had screamed and moaned her way through four good, hard orgasms. When he finished, she fell on his cock with her mouth like she would die if she didn't suck it dry. When he was just about to blow, she rolled over on her back and squeezed her breasts together. "Here," she said breathlessly. Ron thought he might actually cum before he could get on top of her. He loved this position, the feeling of her soft tits squeezing around his cock, the sight of her pulling on her nipples as he slid back and forth, the amazing wetness of her tongue on his head with every forward stroke. He laid himself in her cleavage, and as soon as she was closed around him, he began to stroke. It didn't take long, less than a couple of dozen and suddenly her throat and upper chest were splattered ...