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

    with his name on her lips, her hands pretending to be his. The erection that had slowly subsided as he walked back to the castle suddenly returned with a vengeance. "Ron," she whispered to the bed canopy, "you have no idea what you do to me." ‘I do now,’ he thought to himself. ‘The same thing you do to me.’ He watched as she lifted her hips from the bed, the white cotton slid down her thighs and fell in a crumple on the floor. Her hands wandered over her body, tweaking and pulling her nipples. He remembered the feel of those hard but yielding points in his hands. He squeezed his fingers and flexed his hands in silent empathy to what she was doing. As he watched, her knees came up, and then folded out and down. Her pussy was exposed to him now, his eyes feasted on what the rest of his body craved. Her fingers glided over her body, then wove themselves into the hair that he longed to touch. He breathed deeply, inhaling the pungent scent in the air, like baking apples or caramelizing sugar. "Oh, yes! Touch me there. Rub me… harder!" He couldn't see every detail, but what he could see was beyond his imagining. She pulled her hands up and out, the hair parted to reveal soft, dark-pink flesh. Her hand began to move in circular motions. Soft whimpering sounds floated on the air as her hand moved more vigorously. Her voice got a little louder, her cries becoming clearer. He realized she was calling his name in among her incomprehensible moans. His hand strayed down and rubbed across ...
    where his own cock was trying to push above the waistband of his boxers. "Soon," he whispered. Hermione was rocking her hips now, fucking her hand as much as she was rubbing her pussy. Ron couldn't help himself; he began to rub his cock through his jeans. She was saying ‘yes’ over and over again. Ron began to rub harder, feeling his own climax building to critical levels. Suddenly, Hermione flung her arm out and grabbed a pillow. She crammed it over her face and screamed into it. Ron could hear the faint edges of the scream that weren't contained by the improvised mask. Her body shook and trembled. She was twitching now, her scream still being absorbed by the pillow. He had no idea how long she had been screaming and thrashing about on the bed, but it was long enough to trigger him. He gave in to the feeling and his own orgasm tore itself free. He clenched his teeth and willed himself to not even breathe; though he wanted to shout out what she had done to him. He stood for a long moment after his own ecstasy had passed, watching her trace slow, languorous lines over her body. Finally, she sat up, looked at her clock, and sighed heavily. He sunk deeper behind the large cabinet as Hermione rolled off of the bed and began to gather her clothes. "Ron, look what you've reduced me to, kicking my dorm-mates out so that I can frig myself off over you. She dropped the pile of dirty clothes into her hamper and pulled her bathrobe down from its hook and slipped it on. She picked up his ...
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