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

    half, maybe three-quarters of the way up, she would slide back down. At the bottom she would rock her hips back and forth. The whole time, Ron's hands never left their comfortable spots, though he would occasionally move his thumbs and squeeze her nipples. "Touch yourself?" he asked, removing his hands. Her hands slid seductively down his chest, up her legs and across the plane of her stomach and ribs. He licked his lips as she squeezed her breasts. She pushed them together creating a pleasant amount of cleavage and pulled slightly at her nipples. One hand slipped lower then and snaked through triangle of thick brown hair. A sharp gasp escaped her lips when her finger encountered her clit. Ron watched, mesmerized, as she slipped a finger between them. Her finger glistened as she pushed against it again. Her fingers began move back and forth more seriously now, moving a bit faster. "Slow down," Ron said in a deep voice. "Take your time." She did, moving in long, slow undulations. "That’s it." "Why do you like watching me do that so much?" she asked. Then she brought her finger to her mouth and sucked on it. Ron groaned deeply and she gave him a coy smile. "You mean other than because it’s fucking sexy as hell?" She replied with a noise around the finger she was sliding in and out of her mouth. Ron gave her a smile of his own. "How magnanimous are you feeling?" She removed the finger from her mouth and began rubbing it over one of her nipples. "Being as you could probably make ...
    me cum with one touch; pretty magnanimous." Ron rested his hands on her thighs and began to stroke them in long, sure strokes that would relax her and keep her interested at the same time. "Do you have a story for me?" "I do." Ron reached up and placed his hands over hers, helping her as she pulled and tweaked her nipples. "There was a very particular incident, and every time you touch yourself it reminds me of it." ------------- It was a brisk March afternoon, probably too cold for sensible people to be out and about. Certainly it was too cold to be sitting by the lake next to a row of razzleberry bushes. However, Ron and Hermione had a very good reason to be down here. They were looking for a little alone time on a Sunday afternoon. They preferred to be outdoors when they could; there was less chance of getting caught by one of the schools many patrolling ghosts or other inhabitants. Ron leaned forward and pressed his lips to Hermione's cheek. She was soft, and her skin was warm, despite the slight breeze that brushed over them. Ron shivered and pulled the blanket she had transfigured from a cloak over them. As he leaned forward to kiss her gently again, she turned into the kiss. He could taste her strawberry lip-gloss as he touched his lips to hers. He held the kiss for several long seconds before pulling away just slightly. Her cinnamon brown eyes were half-closed, her mouth opened just a bit, and her breathing labored. He leaned forward and affixed his own mouth to hers. ...
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