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Not So Ordinary Life ch. 7

AY PAPI!!!
Mark had a fist full of shimmering black hair, gently pulling back matching the rhythms of his thrusts. His entire eight inches buried deep into her Latino snatch, Mark viciously pounded into her. Her tan skin contrasting the white sheets on the hotel bed. She was screaming out in pleasure, Spanish phrases flowing out of her mouth. The beauty of the language wrapping itself around the affair and increasing the intimacy of the moment. It drove Mark wild the way she talked, especially in the bedroom. Her rich accent rolling off those full, luscious lips. Lips that had caressed his member on numerous occasions. He lifted his right hand and swung it down, smacking her ass with a definitive blow. He pulled back on her hair, lifting her head into the air as Mark thrusted harder. She arched her back, attempting to thrust back. He called her a slut, his little hoar, “escarcha pequena” a phrase she taught him. She got off on dirty names just as Mark got off on her Spanish.
Mark spanked her one more time before pushing two fingers into her anus. He wriggled them around, stretching it to the limit. Her moans increasing in volume from the mixture of intense pleasure and pain. The two were building up into a sweat. It was rolling down his well toned chest, falling off onto the small of her back. Her heavy breasts were rapidly swaying, her body tensing as she felt the moment approaching. Mark was in over drive, uncontrollable sodomizing her tight pussy. His balls were about to burst, he pulled his fingers out of her anus and let go of her hair. It cascaded down her shoulders, draping over her face. He roughly grabbed her breasts, pulling her in as he thrusted, emptying his love juice deep inside her womb. The Latina gave one last groan of pleasure as she slowly descended from orgasmic bliss.
The two layed down next to each other, heads resting on pillows as they caught their breath. She snuggled into him, her breasts lying on his chest, legs intertwined.
“Feeling OK, mi amore?” her accent soothed his ears and pounding chest.
“Of course, Gabriella.” Mark looked down at her. Gabriella’s eyes were closed, her arm wrapped around his middle.
She was at peace with the world, but who wouldn’t. She was relaxing after a long period of sex with her love lying next to her. Who possibly couldn’t drift into a peaceful sleep with all these factors in place?
That person would be Mark.
But before you know why, I have to tell you this story.
Mark had went back to school a couple of years after Sam and Hilary’s birth to become an architect. About 6 years ago, Mark landed a job in his professional field. He quickly become a member of the”A-team,” a group of him and his bodies who excelled at their positions. Naturally, as in any work place, the A-team was sent to fix all the fuck ups and save projects headed for failure. This constantly sent him on business trips, leaving Mark away from home for weeks, sometimes months.
It was that time away that Mark enjoyed the most about his job. The first set of twins proved to him that Lauren and himself had jumped into parenthood a little early. The second set was giving him gray hair. He saw school and work as his ticket out of the house, which was in a constant state of pandemonium. As time wore on he would take any project that would get him sent away from home.
But don’t misinterpret this. It’s not my aim to show you what a terrible father he was because that was surely not the case. The problem with Mark was one in which many young fathers come across. They like the idea of being a father, not the work that goes with it. In other words, the good times, the ice cream at the park, having catch with his sons in the backyard was what he was all about. The punishments and repremanding were not his style.
It was 4 years ago, in which Mark met Gabriella. She was a maid at the hotel he was staying in, trying to make a living when Mark offered her a “tip” and she took it without hesitation. The heat and passion in their love making drove him wild. Her accent was as rich and full as her C-cup breasts. Her (at the time) 18 year old pussy, felt like a perfect fit. But Mark’s favorite attribute was her ass. It was the type that Sir Mix-a-lot (Baby got Back) was talking about. It was virgin tight and the skin was silky smooth.
He had never thought it to become the relationship it is today. Mark had made it quite clear the first time around that he had a wife and kids. He intended it to be just another one night stand, but he kept coming back for more. His lust grew to addiction and his addiction turned to love. He tried denying it first, telling himself she was much to young or he was confusing his feelings. It was no use because for the first time, he was truly in love with someone.
“But what about Mark and Lauren?” Well Mark was, unlike most porn stars, a truly gifted actor. If you were to ask Lauren today she would tell you her marriage was stronger than ever. The sex never stopped, despite 5 kids Lauren’s pussy was far from loose. It wasn’t quite up to Gabriella’s standards but good nonetheless.
And with 3 beautiful daughters at his disposal, how does one woman make a man want to leave his family to spend the rest of his life with her?
The answer is love, dear reader.
So now Mark was face with a life changing choice.
To stay or go?
Hilary hung up her cellphone and happily reported to her friend Kitty that she could stay the night. Kitty, whose full name was Kathryn jumped up in the air in triumphant, her golden colored hair bouncing around her shoulders. The two had met in math class early this year and had become fast friends. It was even debatable that Hilary and Kitty were girlfriends. They started doing everything together, the mall, the movies, and were constant sexual partners. They were also co-captains of middle school cheer leading. It had become almost a weekly routine that one would sleepover the others house at the end of the school week. Kitty was the reason for the rift that was quickly growing between Hilary and Sam, formerly inseparable.
For whatever reason, Sam and Kitty did not get along. Perhaps it was because they saw each other as competitors, constantly fighting over Hilary’s attention. Perhaps it was because Sam was more of a jock girl and didn’t care for the stuff Hilary and Kitty were into. Whatever the reason, it was a rare moment when Sam and Kitty were in the same room without bickering or exchanging nasty comments about each other.
“What time is Jared getting home?” Hilary inquired
“Any minute now.” Kitty sauntered up to Hilary, took her chin into her hand and Hilary’s face towards hers. Their mouths mushed together in a sloppy kiss as the girls fell back onto the bed. Hilary’s hands slithered up from Kitty’s hips to her petite breasts. Kitty was not as well endowed as Hilary and Sam in the breast department. She was barely fuller than a training bra, the breasts themselves just beginning to form that orb like shape. Her aureoles were puffy and her nipples were constantly stiff. Kitty’s ass was also small, each cheek being only a little more than a hand full. She was in terrific shape, not an ounce of fat on her small little frame.
As Hilary’s fingers drew circles around her Friends nipples, Kitty plunged two fingers into her cunt. Her two fingers thrusting in and out between Hilary’s pussy lips, leaking cum on the floor. Hilary laid back onto the bed, her head plopping on the pillow as she enjoyed her friends finger bang. Kitty quickend her pace and used her thumb to rub Hilary’s clit. Her own pussy getting hot as she watched Hilary wriggle and moan in pleasure. Kitty affectionately stroked Hilary’s beautiful blond hair. Kitty’s blue eyes observed her friends features during orgasmic bliss. Hilary’s B-cup breasts heaved with labored breaths from the intense pleasure, her mouth forming perfect Os’s as she cooed her way through climax. The cooes made Kitty’s body shudder and her pussy leak with juices. The cooes bounced off the walls, out the open door, down the hall and into the ears of the third party, alerting him that the fun had begun without him.
Just as Hilary and Kitty began to make out again, Jared entered the room wearing a pair of boxers and clutching a brown paper bag at his side.
“I hope I’m not to late!” He jested as he put the bag down to pull down his boxers. Jared was 17, senior in High School and Kitty’s older brother. He had messy, dark hair with brown eyes. He was a bit on the scrawny, not having much muscle or fat on him. Not particularly tall at five feet, seven inches and was average looking as far as hotness would go.
Nonetheless, Kitty’s eyes lit up at the sight of her older brother came over to the bed, his six inch member standing tall and attentive, ready for action. Kitty worshiped her older brother as only a little sister could. It was Jared who introduced Kitty, at the age of nine, to the world of sex. it had been exclusively the two of them for a long time, being they lived with their grandparents who were long past their sexual prime. Many times Jared would come home from his job at the movies (a position in which he still holds) and screw his little sister for several hours on end. The two had experimented with everything, and I mean everything, often fixating on certain kinky desires for long periods of time.
Jared came up behind his sister and wrapped his arms around her middle. He playfully kissed her neck, inhaling her heavenly scent while pressing his hard on onto the small of her back. He brought his hands up and gently massaged her shoulders, causing Kitty to purr in delight.
“Did you bring the goods?” Kitty asked her brother with half lidded eyes, enjoying the sensual massage.
“You bet!” Jared hopped off the bed, picked up the paper bag and dumped the contents onto the floor. Kitty and Hilary circled around it shaking in anticipation. Jared picked up the plastic bag which contained a fine substance and poured the substance onto a piece of paper. He rolled the paper, cut it in half and handed one piece to Kitty. Jared quickly got up and grabbed a lighter from under the matress. He pop it opened and put the flame under the makeshift blunt that now rested in between Kitty’s lips. It finally caught flame and Kitty inhaled deeply. She exhaled a cloud of smoke, her body relaxing as if that cloud had been all the stresses and pressures in her life. After a couple more hits she took from her mouth and pressed it towards Hilary’s lips. Hilary took the blunt and inhaled, almost immediately getting that familiar light-headed feeling.
She only took one more hit before placing it on the ash tray, right next to Jared’s. The three of them sat their, letting the drug take its effect. It was Jared and Kitty who introduced Hilary to smoking crystal meth. She was a light weight by nature, but loved the effect it had on their sexual escapades. It increased their stamina and made every inch of their skin pleasurably burn when touched.
It didn’t take long for them all to slip into the usual high. Jared sat on the bed and began to slowly slide his hand up and down his six inch boner. Pressing his thumb to the underside of his engorged head he gently applied pressure. His other hand cupped his balls, rolling them between his fingers as he continued sliding his hand up and down his shaft. Kitty and Hilary felt themselves get hotter as they watched the older teen pleasure himself. Kitty crawled on her hands and knees towards her older brother. She sat on her knees in between his spread legs, giving her an up close view of the show. Kitty pushed on his thighs with her hands, spreading his legs out further. She used her tongue to lick the hand that Jared was using to cup his balls. He quickly removed and watched as his little sister began sucking on the skin of his sack. Kitty opened her mouth wider, engulfing his entire scrotum in her mouth. She sucked harder as Jared increased the pace of his jacking off. Kitty’s blue eyes stared up at her older brother’s face for approval as she played with his balls in her mouth. Sucking on them one at a time, covering the skin in saliva, Kitty was using every trick she had learned. Jared eyes traveled down to his crotch. His hand working furiously up and down his dick as his eyes traced the outline of his baby sister. Those big, beautiful blue eyes, those tiny little mounds that were her breasts, that tight ass.
Hilary saw Jared eyes, his head tossing back, groans and shouts exploding from his mouth, all sure signs of him climaxing. Hilary ran over, knelt down and took the head of his cock into her mouth, just as the first spurt of his salty semen erupted. Hilary let the entire load spill into her mouth, letting some of Jared’s cum leak out of her mouth and down his shaft. Hilary moved her mouth off the head of his dick, opening wide and showing Jared the cum in her mouth. She slithered her way up his chest until their heads were on an even plain. Still with the cum in her mouth, she began to exchange a sloppy kiss with her best friend’s older brother. The two swapped cum for several minutes before they each swallowed a bit of it down.
Kitty cleaned the remaining cum off his shaft, savoring the salty flavor. She playfully pushed Hilary off her older brother, breaking their kiss. Hilary fell back onto the bed with her legs spread. Jared immediately sat up and got in between her legs, aligning his still rock hard dick with Hilary’s wet little love hole. He rubbed the head of his cock on Hilary’s outer lips. They moaned in mutual pleasure as he slowly penetrated her. Just the head at first, then inch after inch of his shaft. In gradually he became buried to the hilt. With his cock in place, Jared lifted each of Hilary’s legs and rested them on his shoulders. They both exchanged sly smiles before he slowly started pulling out of her. Jared stopped right before his head popped out, and began pushing back into her.
The two continued at that pace, slowly thrusting in and out, enjoying the remarkable amounts of pleasure. Kitty began to kiss the back of her brother’s neck. Occasionally stopping to suckle on his soft skin. Kitty worked her way down further to the small of his back, were she left the a large, red hickey, playfully gnawing at the tender skin. Kitty cupped the cheeks of Jared’s ass, her thumb barley working its way into the crack. She teased his asshole, pushing against it and letting it tighten around the tip of her thumb. Kitty stuck two fingers into Jared’s mouth. He suckled on them, lubing the fingers with his saliva. Kitty took her fingers out of his mouth and brought them down to Jared’s ass. At the same past as the thrusting, she inserted her two fingers into his backside. Kitty’s other hand had two fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy at a rapid pace. Kitty was soaking wet. Her juices spilled out onto her hand, all over the bed sheet as she came.
Hilary and Jared were still thrusting into each other. They were just beginning to increase the pace when Jared felt something else poking his ass. He glanced over his shoulder to see his little sister with a 6 inch strap-on around her waist, already lubed up with K-Y jelly. Jared clenched his teeth as the tip pushed into him. As Kitty thrusted the strap-on into his ass, Jared rammed his cock into Hilary’s wet pussy. The three began to get into a well rehearsed rhythm. The speed of the their thrusts were at an all time high. Jared’s breathing was becoming labored, the pleasure from the front, the pressure from the back and the high of the drug were all too much.
With a earth-shattering groan, Jared spilled his seed into Hilary’s 12 year old pussy. Sweat was rolling off the tips of his messy black hair, falling onto Hilary’s pre teen chest, giving it the illusion that it had been oiled. Kitty removed the strap on from her brother’s ass and her waist, tossing it aside. Jared rolled off Hilary and onto the floor with a thump, promptly passing out.
Despite Jared’s state of unconscious, the party was far from over. Kitty hoped off the bed and began digging into one of her dresser drawers. Hilary watched as she rubbed thighs, which had become cramp from being up in the air for so long. Her mouth fell open when she saw what Kitty had pulled out. It was a double ended dildo. It was thick and black, and at least 8 inches from middle to end.
Hilary scooted over, placing her pussy at one tip of the dildo. Kitty did the same and the two began to slide their way down the poles. Each end of the dildo stretching out the pair of 12 year old pussys to the maximum. It took several minutes before the two girls finally met in the middle, only a small circular disc separating their pre-teen pussys. The two exchanged a kiss, their tongues entwining between each others lips.
Kitty broke the kiss, looked at Hilary and said:
“Watch this!”
With that she flicked a button on the small circular disc and the dildo began to vibrate. Hilary tossed her head back in pleasure, pushing her arms against the bed in an attempt to keep herself steady. Kitty took this opportunity to suck on Hilary’s rock hard nipples. She circled the aureoles with her tongue, nibbling on Hilary’s nipples with her teeth. Kitty used on hand to play with Hilary’s clit and the other to turn up the intensity of the vibrator.
The two girls were sweating, pushing their pussy’s as far down as possible on each side of the dildo. They switched between playing with each others tits, and furiously making out. The vibrator was turned up to the maximum. Hilary and Kitty were creating a chorus of moans, their pitch getting higher and higher as they approached orgasm. The two girls soaked the double sided dildo with their cream as their joint orgasm brought them to cloud nine.
The moans turned to heavy breathing and panting as the two pre-teens gracefully fell back onto the soft bed. Kitty picked up the double sided dildo and started sucking the juices off it, first her side then Hilary’s. Kitty tossed the dildo to the side and rolled on top of Hilary, engaging her in a sloppy kiss. She broke it and snuggled down into her best Friends bosom.
“Good night Hil”
“Good night Kitty.”
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Fantasy

Harry Potter – ‘Ginny want Ron and Hermione’

Ginny was sitting by the fire, waiting for Ron in the Gryffindor common room so she could escort him up to the girls’ dormitory to meet Hermione. She was enjoying the warmth of the fire on her skin and listening to it crackle in the background. She had her feet tucked under her and was absentmindedly stroking her leg, lost in thought about everything that had happened between the three of them that summer at the Burrow.
Ron and Hermione had started out as inseparable, and Ginny had spied on them more than once. That time on the edge of the field, after Ron had finished Quidditch drills with their brothers, and then again from beneath her bedroom window when they snuck out in the middle of the night to the garden. Often, when Hermione had left Ginny’s room during the night, she’d go down the hall to Ron’s room, press her ear against the door and listen to them. It was strange really, she wasn’t intruding for some simple voyeuristic thrill, but she was genuinely turned on by them…both.
As last summer had drawn to a close, Ron and Hermione began to fight – a lot. While they still liked each other, it became apparent that things between them, as a couple, just weren’t working out. They decided to stop dating, and in the course of her emotional turmoil, Hermione turned to Ginny.
Hours of girl talk lead to touching, kissing and petting, and eventually both Hermione and Ginny gave into their curiosity under the umbrella of their tight friendship and became lovers.
It was easy for Ginny to come to terms with the fact that she was attracted to witches, Hermione in particular, but then there was Ron, her brother.
They’d always been so close. She loved the way her protected her, and seemed to pay her special attention…and it was only recently that she could perhaps read between the lines of some of his actions to know that he thought of her rather fondly as well.
Of course the whole situation was taboo, but perhaps that was some of the appeal. Ginny consoled herself with the knowledge that purebloods had inbred for centuries, in the interest of keeping the lineage pure, so the desire to have her brother as a lover was merely a part of her heritage, right?
Just after school started, Ron and Hermione had healed themselves from their break-up and while they decided not to try to date again, they remained close friends and quite attracted to each other.
Hermione also confessed to Ron that she and Ginny had become lovers. At first, Ron was shocked, but the more he thought about it, he really didn’t seem to mind…that was putting it mildly, he found it bloody hot, and let his mind run wild with the possibilities.
Hermione often fantasized what it would be like to be with both of them, but the whole incest set-up caused her to worry. Hermione eventually let her wicked desire be known to Ginny, and was most surprised when Ginny was eager to make Hermione’s dream come true and bring her brother to bed with them.
Ginny saw the situation as an opportunity to test the waters with Ron. Hermione would be there as a buffer, but they all loved each other and what better way to see how far Ron was willing to go with his own baby sister?
Just then, Ron came down the stairs from the boys’ dormitory and saw Ginny curled in the chair. He’d been thinking about how bloody fantastic it had been last summer, when he and Hermione couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and he couldn’t wait to shag her again.
He was also rather turned on about the thought of Hermione being with his sister, and that really was something he wanted to see. He loved Ginny, she was gorgeous and sensual and he had let his eyes linger on her in a most non-brotherly way when he peeked on her in the shower many times and then disappeared to wank from the vision. Part of him really did want to cross that line, as wrong as it was. Would it happen tonight? Could he handle it if things got a little out of hand? No. Things won’t get out of hand. We’re not going to touch each other, he justified. Hermione will be between us.
Ginny leapt up when she saw Ron approaching. She gave him a big hug, pulled back and smiled warmly. Without a word, she took Ron by the hand and began to lead him up the stairs. Ginny lurched forward as Ron, still holding her hand, had stopped, “What is it Ron?”
“It’s just – you’re my sister –”
Ginny gave her brother a teasing smile, “Come on Ron, you know how much you want to watch two witches, and who better than two that you love…and who love you back?” she said matter-of factly, and jerked him up the stairs again.
Hermione had tidied up her room, lit sweet-smelling candles of lilac and gardenia, and charmed the illumination to perfectly bathe the room in aroma and light. Hermione was pleased with the way it turned out. But she couldn’t help but worry a little, wondering how she would really feel if Ron touched Ginny the way she knew that Ginny wanted him to. Hermione knew Ginny, and she knew that Ginny would most likely try something tonight… bold and stubborn, to the core, were her Weasleys.
Ginny reached Hermione’s door and gripped Ron’s hand tightly, pulling him a bit closer. She turned to look up at him, her face glowing with excitement. “Ron, I love you and we both love Hermione…we’ve all shared so much, we’re the best of friends… let’s just enjoy this…” She ran her thumb over the top of Ron’s hand and smiled at him reassuringly while she knocked on Hermione’s door.
Hermione stood up at the knock on her door, and smoothed the skirt of her school uniform, which she had charmed to be a little shorter than regulation on purpose. She spared one last quick glance at herself in the mirror – it was warm in her room so she wasn’t wearing the vest, only the blouse and the tie of her uniform, the skirt and the grey knee socks, Mary Janes and simple white cotton bra and knickers underneath.
Hermione had made several attempts to tame her hair but had finally just let it run wild, charming it so it wasn’t frizzy, at least. She looked at the reflection in the mirror and said, “Not bad, for a girl who’s about to get shagged silly by two redheads.” Then, blushing, she went to the door and opened it. Ron and Ginny were gorgeous, standing side-by-side and holding hands. Ginny was beaming, and Ron looked a little nervous but his eyes lit up when he saw her. She put her arms out and beckoned them into her room. “Weasleys,” she said, grinning.
Ginny gave Ron’s hand a final quick squeeze and then dropped it as she stepped into the room to give Hermione a kiss hello. She reached her hands up to cup Hermione’s face and pressed her lips against the brunette’s. She felt Hermione’s hands reach her waist and she pressed her body in closer. Ginny sighed in Hermione’s mouth and then turned her head slightly to the side to glance at Ron. Are you watching this? she asked with her eyes.
Ron moved into the room and shut the door and leaned against it. He felt his stomach clench when Ginny looked coyly over at him and could not take his eyes off of her. His heart was racing and he remained glued to the door, not wanting either of them know how much he suddenly wanted to taste Ginny’s sweet mouth for himself.
Hermione felt the lust that had been fleeting within her all day coalesce into this moment, and her insides lurched as the reality of it hit her. Ron and Ginny Weasley, she thought, naked and sweaty in my bed, touching me… Hermione lost control, and she moaned much louder than she had ever before, a primal, needy noise that rumbled out of her throat and into Ginny’s mouth.
Hermione took hold of Ginny’s neck and kissed the redhead hard, grinding her hips against Ginny’s and turning to give Ron a smoky, passionate gaze. “Fuck… oh…” she panted against Ginny’s lips, and writhed against Ginny, letting the other witch know how much she wanted her, wanted them, and she turned Ginny towards the bed, undoing the buttons on her blouse as she walked.
Ginny slid her tongue into Hermione’s mouth, making sure Ron could see. She let her hands move up Hermione’s head and gripped her hair while Hermione rocked against her. She moaned back eagerly and let Hermione guide her to the bed. Ginny’s hands slid from Hermione’s hair to her neck, loosening her tie and then unhitching her buttons.
When they reached the bed Ginny sat back while Hermione straddled her hips. They continued to remove each other’s shirts all the while kissing and moaning and stealing glances at their fellow Gryffindor, who was still glued to the door.
Ron felt shaky and he rested all his weight against the door. It was suddenly very hot in the room. He pulled his sweater off and the knot loose from his tie. He couldn’t believe how fucking sexy Hermione and his sister were. No worries, no conversation, just passion and lust. His focus settled on Ginny’s face; she looked enraptured and she was just being kissed. Fuck. She must look like a Goddess when she cums…
Hermione had Ginny’s blouse off and she was undoing her ivory cotton and lace bra, sparing a glance at how lovely it was before depositing it on the floor. Hermione turned and looked at Ron, who seemed transfixed and conflicted.
“It’s all right, Ron… you’ll get your turn with me… I just, want to lick your sister’s pussy, first…” Hermione turned her head back around and kissed Ginny’s neck, and without looking pointed at the plush chair near her fire. The chair lifted up, and Hermione pointed to its new destination, a lovely vantage point near the foot of the bed, so Ron could sit down. And watch.
Ginny craved the feel Hermione’s touch on her bare skin and quickly finished unbuttoning Hermione’s shirt. She then moved her hands around Hermione’s back to unclasp her white cotton bra and slid it slowly down her elegant shoulders. Ginny then put her mouth back on Hermione’s, kissing her deeply, greedily all the while watching Ron as he obediently settled in the chair.
Lick your sister’s pussy. Ron smacked his lips involuntarily as heard Hermione say these words. He was transfixed watching the girls undress and kiss each other, and for the life of him he couldn’t stop thinking about Ginny cumming right in front of his face. Once he settled in the chair, he slid his tie from the collar of his shirt and let it drop to the floor and rocked his hips in the chair a couple of times, trying to ease the tension in his straining cock.
Hermione attacked Ginny’s neck, and moved her mouth up to the redhead’s mouth, leaving a hot trail of saliva in her wake. She took Ginny’s breasts in her hands, kneading and squeezing the ample, pale flesh, and pushed her back onto the bed so her head was on the pillows. Hermione moaned Ginny’s name low and guttural in her throat, and regarded her with that predatory glance – she was hungry for Ginny’s treasures.
Hermione kissed her way down Ginny’s pale, freckled stomach and pulled her skirt down and off, throwing it to land near Ron’s feet. Hermione parted Ginny’s legs and she could feel Ron watching… she kissed and licked the insides of Ginny’s thighs and moaned.
“Ginny… sweet Merlin…” Hermione was on all fours with her arse pointed towards Ron, and she knew he could see her knickers, soaked as they were, and Hermione reached between her legs with one hand, positioning the other hand on Ginny’s knickers, and she tugged their gussets to the side at the same time, working her own clit. Then she gasped, a little surprised at the sight of Ginny’s hairless pussy.
Ginny let her legs fall open wide for Hermione and arched up into her mouth as she felt her friend’s tongue explore her freshly smoothed folds. Ginny smiled wickedly at Hermione’s reaction and then moaned her name when Hermione’s mouth returned to her sex.
Ron’s hand drifted to his cock, straining and budging through his school trousers. He stroked himself as he saw Hermione’s little display from behind. “Hermione…” he moaned, taking in how pink and wet she was. Ron leaned forward and gripped the footboard with his free hand to steady himself, and he inhaled deeply, smelling Hermione’s arousal.
Hermione wiggled her bum for Ron’s benefit, holding her knickers aside and sliding two fingers into her wet entrance and working her clit with her thumb as she enjoyed Ginny’s smooth, soft pussy lips and laved her tongue all over them, tasting Ginny’s heat and her sex.
Hermione captured Ginny’s clit in her mouth and sighed lustily, caressing her thighs and sliding two fingers into Ginny’s wet hole. She turned her head briefly and saw Ron leaning in and smelling her, and she moaned and spread her pussy open for him, wider, wanting him to see what the two of them did to her.
Ginny grasped the bed sheets and wailed loudly, “Hermione…ooooh,” as her tender lips were being worked over so well. She then lifted her head and looked at Ron, and their eyes locked. All those times he lingered in the shower paled in comparison to this moment, as they shared their mutual lust for Hermione.
Ginny sighed and her lips parted, her brow furrowing from the pleasure she was feeling. While still staring at her brother, Ginny ran her fingers through Hermione’s hair and panted, “Hermione, I want to taste your sweet pussy… I want Ron to see what my tongue can do…”
Ron looked longingly into Hermione’s sex and he groaned with frustration. Then his met Ginny’s lust gaze and he sank back into the chair, resting his head against the back so he could just stare at the two of them. He unhitched his belt and pulled his shirt over his head. He then resettled and nearly came in his own hand when he heard Ginny say she wanted him to watch her tongue fuck Hermione.
Hermione was so lusty, she barely comprehended the hidden meanings of what Ginny was suggesting, she was so eager to feel everything that Ginny’s tongue could do. “Turn around, then,” Hermione panted, “Lie down with your head at the foot of the bed and I’ll mount you.”
Hermione sat up and took her knickers and her skirt off, depositing them on the floor as she watched Ginny swing around. Hermione caressed Ginny and reached her hands down the lithe redhead’s body to her hips, tugging her knickers down and off. A wicked impulse seized her and before she could stop herself, Hermione tossed Ginny’s damp knickers directly at Ron and they landed just touching the head of his cock.
My baby sister’s face so close to my cock, Ron thought, as Ginny settled at the foot of the bed. He was stroking himself wondering what she must be thinking when her knickers were suddenly dangling from the tip of his cock. They felt so soft and, fuck, he could feel the damp spot against his skin. He groaned and, knowing Hermione would probably have a heart attack, followed an impulse and wrapped his sister’s knickers around his cock and continued moving his hand.
Hermione watched Ron for a moment and idly wondered if it were the first time he’d wanked with a pair of Ginny’s knickers. Then she just smiled and swung her leg over Ginny’s shoulders, leaving her contemplation of the fate of the Weasley laundry basket for another time.
Hermione’s thoughts turned immediately to the bare, fragrant pussy of Ginny Weasley as the younger witch’s legs fell open. “Oh, Ginny,” Hermione moaned, and lowered her head to Ginny’s folds as she pressed her hips down into Ginny’s face. “Mmmmn…” Hermione moaned contentedly as their tongues took up that familiar dance, teasing, delving and licking, and Hermione sighed with pleasure. Ginny knows me so well, she thought. So does Ron.
Ginny arched her head back and could see Ron using her knickers against his cock. Yeah, I knew you’d do that. Then she brought her head forward again and tilted it up into Hermione’s glistening pussy. She used her tongue to give Hermione’s clit and labia a gentle oral massage. She took all of Hermione’s sex in her mouth, rolling, sucking and licking all around. Her mouth was salivating generously from the taste and she was content to work Hermione over for a very long time…especially knowing Ron could see every move she made.
Ron watched Ginny’s tongue move deftly in the creases and folds of Hermione’s pussy. Fuck. Here they were, faces buried in each other’s pussies, for him to see… just like he knew they had been behind Ginny’s closed door last summer at the Burrow. He stroked his cock faster, feeling the soft fabric caress the underside of his shaft while picturing the place where these knickers had just been.
Hermione moaned and ground her hips down against Ginny’s face, feeling wicked and more wanton from Ron watching the two of them as Ginny’s experienced tongue found every delicate spot on her drenched pussy. Hermione could feel her fluids leaking out of her opening, sticky and hot, and she realized she was going to cum like a river, a flood, she was going to drown poor Ginny Weasley in pussy juice and she knew Ginny would be happy about it.
Hermione held herself steady as Ginny found a perfect rhythm with fingers and tongue, and followed suit, delving into Ginny’s smooth labia and sucking her clit into her mouth. Hermione had wrapped her arms around Ginny’s thighs and held the younger witch’s bare sex open, laving her tongue in broad, hard strokes over Ginny’s pussy. Hermione closed her eyes and savored the feel of cunt, Ginny’s sweet, delicious cunt, so fragrant and alive and open…
Ginny continued to let her tongue play and lap up Hermione’s abundant juices. “Cum for me, gorgeous,” she said exhaling hot breath into Hermione’s folds. “I want you to gush in my face… let Ron see you cum on my tongue and lap you up.”
Hermione moaned as her climax approached, and then crashed over her, an avalanche of pleasure and sensation that made her cry out, screaming her ecstasy against Ginny’s smooth folds, licking the younger witch harder as her eyes squeezed shut and tears of joy rolled out of her eyes. Hermione licked Ginny as she felt her own pussy clenching and gripping Ginny’s fingers, and she knew she had gushed a lot, and she looked forward to seeing Ginny’s face, covered with her cum.
Ginny moaned and made a show with her tongue of licking the river of fluids pouring from Hermione. She dragged her tongue up and down Hermione’s thighs, returning to her entrance to curl her tongue in and collect more. She arched her head back a little to catch Ron’s gaze while she continued to lick her down as she felt her own release nearing.
Ron’s eyes were glazed over when he heard Hermione cum on his sister’s face. Ron watched shamelessly as Ginny drank Hermione’s fluids, and he suddenly ached to taste Hermione too. Ron focused on Ginny’s tongue and his body lurched. He groaned at the sight and the feel of his sister’s soft knickers on his shaft spurred his release.
Cum shot from his cock, and the first spurt sprayed onto his hand that was resting on the footboard, while the rest erupted out all over Ginny’s pretty little knickers, coating them with his spunk. While he grunted with release he felt Ginny’s small, warm hand grip his as she came on Hermione’s mouth.
Hermione giggled with bliss, and her orgasm had been so pure and powerful, she wanted Ginny’s to be the same. Hermione curled her fingers inwards and upwards, pushing on the inner wall of Ginny’s cunt and sucked on her clit hard. She heard Ron groan, and she realized he must be wanking… with Ginny’s knickers. She blushed as she worked on Ginny’s pussy, licking and sucking and urging the redhead towards her climax.
Ginny screamed Hermione’s name, panting, and she felt herself pulsing around Hermione’s fingers. Ginny tilted her head so she could see Ron’s face. Their eyes met again and she mouthed his name. Ron. She then scooped the cum off of the top of his hand with two fingers and brought them to her mouth. She licked and smacked her brother’s seed from her fingers and whispered, “I love you.”
Ron wrapped Ginny’s knickers around his cock and soaked them with the rest of his cum. He felt Ginny’s hand grasp his and then retract. He opened his eyes just in time to see her licking his spunk off of her fingers. Ginny… you didn’t… and then his eyes fell soft as she whispered her love for him.
Hermione was giggling… she couldn’t recall being this happy, and she rolled off of Ginny and sat up to look at Ron. Sure enough, Ron had his own sister’s ivory knickers wrapped around his cock, and…Oh Gods, they were bathed in his spunk. So wicked.
Hermione swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked over to Ron. She kept her eyes glued to Ron’s hand and the knickers that were wrapped around his cock, his own sister’s knickers, and reached down into his lap when she bent over him.
Hermione kissed Ron soundly and placed her hand over his, squeezing Ginny’s knickers around his cock a few times before pulling them off his cock slowly, so he could feel them sliding over his shaft. Hermione brought them up to her face and inhaled, smelling Ginny’s pussy and Ron’s release, and pressed her tongue flat against the gusset, where most of Ron’s spunk had pooled, and licked, collecting Ron’s cum and the taste of Ginny’s pussy fresh in her mouth.
Hermione briefly fantasized about licking Ginny’s pussy after Ron had fucked her, and a wave of conflicted lust and taboo seized her.
Ron kissed Hermione back. Oh fuck, I can taste Ginny in her mouth. It was wicked and wrong, but he loved the taste of her sex. He groaned when Hermione pulled away from his lips and then watched in awe as Hermione licked his cum from his sister’s panties. His eyes then drifted over to Ginny… are you seeing this?
Ginny smiled at Ron and reached over the footboard for him again. “She loves your taste doesn’t she? ….Oh Ron…” Ginny trailed off, still licking traces of her brother’s cum off her fingers. She left it unsaid, but she knew he could hear it. And I do, too.
Hermione licked a little more of Ron’s spunk from Ginny’s knickers, and shivered from the wicked heat that was spreading in her body, of how forbidden it was, what Ginny wanted, in spite of her assurances that ‘Purebloods do that sort of thing.’
Hermione shuddered again as the mental image of Ron’s cock disappearing down Ginny’s throat swam into view. Hermione looked at Ron, and then at Ginny, and then stood up.
She turned Ginny’s knickers over in her hand – Ron’s load had been quite copious, and most of his cum was still stuck to the gusset and the front, and she could still see the damp stain from Ginny’s pussy. “Waste not, want not, I always say,” Hermione said with a wicked grin, and she held them up to her mouth and started to lick them clean. Ginny’s knickers were warm, from her arousal and also from Ron’s hand wrapping them around his hot cock, not to mention his spunk. Hermione dragged her tongue over the cotton, gathering Ron’s cum and Ginny’s fluids together into her mouth, licking them clean.
Then Hermione tossed Ginny’s knickers on the floor sat down between the redheads, took Ron’s hand and kissed it and did the same with Ginny’s. “Love you both,” she began, as she leaned against Ginny, “so bloody much. Thank you for this, really.”
Ginny reached for Hermione’s neck as Hermione kissed her hand and pulled her in for a deep kiss. “Mmmmn,” she moaned, tasting her brother’s spunk in Hermione’s mouth.
Ginny then pecked around Hermione’s neck and while glancing at her brother asked, “Do you want to fuck Hermione’s pretty little mouth, Ron? She wants to swallow your spunk with your cock in her throat, not just from licking it off of my knickers,” Ginny grinned wickedly.
Ron’s eyes flew to meet Hermione’s, “Will you do that?” he asked glancing at Hermione remembering how she, in the past, refused to swallow his seed.
Ron stood from the chair and came ‘round to the bed and then took his turn to pull Hermione into a passionate kiss while his fingers laced tightly with Ginny’s.
Hermione blushed and leaned into Ron’s kiss, moaning softly, and she let her hand drift down to his semi-hard cock. She teased the tip with her fingers and kissed his neck, murmuring, “Can you get hard for me, Ron? I want to taste you.”
She circled her fingers around the base of his shaft and looked up into his eyes. “I’m sorry I didn’t, before. I thought it was… well, dirty. But…” she continued, biting her lip, “I’m learning to like all sorts of new things. And I can’t say it’s all from reading naughty books either,” she finished, grinning and leaning back into Ginny as she stroked Ron’s cock in her hand.
Ginny focused on the feel of her fingers entwined with Ron’s and as he leaned in to kiss Hermione, she used her other hand to feel the tensed muscles in her brother’s arm and back. She let her fingers explore the ridges of his spine, the edge of his shoulder blades and the indentations between his ribs. He felt so powerful, so masculine and, my brother, and she sighed from the thought of their forbidden lust.
Ron’s cock began to swell in response from Hermione’s feather light touches. He kissed her deeply and replied, “Mmmmhumm” into her mouth. He ran his fingers through her untamed hair and let his hand caress her neck and shoulders. He moved his hand to her breast, touching her tenderly; trying to communicate that nothing about expressing your love for someone was dirty. He was now completely swollen in her delicate hand and rocked into it a bit, letting her know that he was ready when she was.
Hermione pushed Ron onto the bed on his back, and crawled on her hands and knees, parallel to him and then leaned over him as she kissed his mouth firmly and deeply. Hermione unleashed another moan, the rival of her moan from before, and she let it escape her throat as she moved her mouth off of Ron’s mouth and started kissing down his body.
She sighed appreciatively as she mapped Ron’s chest with her tongue, kissing and licking further towards his cock. As her mouth approached his now hard shaft she let her hand drift down to his balls, and she cupped them and teased the base of his cock with her nails as her mouth passed his bellybutton. Hermione continued to sigh, little releases of breath in appreciation and pleasure as she enjoyed the strong, masculine feel of Ron Weasley’s body.
Ginny watched Hermione move over Ron, and she thought she looked so beautiful and happy loving him. She reached to gather Hermione’s hair in her hand, at the base of her neck so she could watch her friend’s pretty little tongue. She used her other hand to run Hermione’s fingers gently over her flushed skin, feeling how soft and agile she was.
Ron watched Hermione moving slowly down his body and his cock ached to feel her lips wrapped around his cock, but he reached down to cup her face, “You’re stunning, Hermione, so gorgeous here with us…I love you so much…” His voice trailed off as he released her head and watched her descend down his tingling body, eagerly anticipating the new way she wanted to express her passion.
Hermione shifted her body so she was up on her haunches, nearly perpendicular to Ron. She bent down and took Ron’s dripping cock head in her mouth, looking up at him for approval as she gripped the base of his shaft. She held her thighs apart and her arse in the air, leaving room for Ginny to lie beside Ron, facing the other way, and put her head under Hermione’s hips.
It was naughty and it made Hermione blush, because at that angle, Ron would be able to see everything – Hermione’s mouth on his cock, Ginny licking Hermione’s pussy, again, and if Ginny parted her thighs, which Hermione knew she would, Ron would be able to see his own sister wanking. Right under his nose.
Ginny settled under Hermione’s hips and tilted her head up. She made a show of using her hot, pink tongue to slowly, tenderly lick Hermione’s slick folds. As Hermione began to grind her hips against Ginny’s face, she used one hand to tickle Hermione’s clit while her other made its way down to her own sweet little pussy. She let her knees fall wide apart, and one leg rested on Ron’s side. “Oh, gods, Hermione…” she moaned between licks, “You taste so sweet, so wet…”
Ron moaned Hermione’s name with total abandon as she neared his aching cock. “Ahhh babe, see how hard I am for you.” Ron’s head crashed back and he rolled his head to the side, noticing how Ginny had settled next to him. Oh gods Ginny… mustn’t look… Ron had never had his face this close to his sister’s pussy before, and he couldn’t help but steal glances at her smooth folds as she teased her clit and penetrated herself with two fingers.
Hermione shivered and felt yet another wave of taboo and lust course through her, and those wicked thoughts caused her to engulf Ron’s cock enthusiastically.
She took Ron deep in her throat, bobbing her head up and down, savoring the masculine and powerful sensations of Ron’s manhood as his hardness pulsed in her mouth. This is what it’s all about, she thought as she moaned, it’s about feeling him, not just humouring him.
Hermione closed her eyes and slid Ron’s cock all the way into her throat, until his ginger curls tickled her nose. She held him there, feeling his heartbeat through his cock, against her mouth and her tongue and the back of her throat, and Hermione whimpered and moaned through her nose. Comprehending the pleasure of this act had escaped her before, and she felt very satisfied and happy to master it now, because getting better at anything started with enjoying it.
Ginny moaned into Hermione’s open pussy lips and then let her fingers and tongue pass each other so she could hold Hermione’s clit in her mouth and use her fingers to penetrate her opening. Ginny bent her fingers to massage Hermione’s front wall, feeling her arch into her hand, telling her that’s the spot.
Ron’s initial reaction to having Ginny’s sex so close was quickly forgotten as he unconsciously draped his arm over her leg, tucking her foot under his arm and letting his fingers idly caress the inside of her supple thigh as she took pleasure in touching herself. Ron’s other hand wound into Hermione’s hair, gripping enough to help guide her rhythm but also telling her how much he cherished her.
Hermione was enjoying the touch of Ron’s hand in her hair, as it added to the feeling that was building within her. Ginny’s tongue on her pussy was sensational and Hermione kept moaning through her nose, taking Ron’s cock in and out of her mouth at a faster pace now.
She gripped the base of his cock, groaning and wiggling as Ginny’s tongue flicked across her clit, and Hermione could feel Ginny writhing and she knew that the younger witch was wanking.
Hermione backed Ron’s cock out of her mouth just long enough to moan and plead, “Come on, Ron,” as she licked his swollen cock head, “right in my bossy little mouth, Ron…” She grinned as she descended onto his shaft again, hoping that talking dirty would get him going. Sure enough, she felt him twitch and she sat down hard on Ginny’s face, wanting to cum when Ron came in her mouth. Come on, Ron, she thought, cum right in my fucking mouth.
Ron could feel how hot, tight and wet Hermione’s throat was. “Ohhhh Hermione, so good…it’s…you’re…so good….” he moaned while guiding her head more forcefully. She gave no resistance, only swallowing the aggression of his thrusts. Then Ron heard Hermione goad him with her dirty little words. Fuck. So bloody hot.
He glanced over to Ginny for a moment, watching her fingers caress her own glistening pink folds. His stomach lurched, it was all too much. Ron gripped Hermione’s hair and Ginny’s thigh hard and came deeply into Hermione’s cock loving throat, gasping her name and pumping her mouth full of cum.
Ginny was moving her finger rhythmically on the side of her clit, pausing every so often to let the tension build, knowing it would make her cum that much harder. She heard Ron’s breath hitch a few times, followed by guttural cries of Hermione’s name and then his fingers dug deeply into Ginny’s tender flesh. The sudden pain drove her over the edge and she called out to the heavens, arching her hips up into her hand and deeper into Ron’s possessive grip. She whimpered a few times and her eyes found Ron’s. So sorry…didn’t mean to…they said. She nodded, blinked and smiled reassuringly at him, “’s okay,” she whispered.
Hermione moaned from the force of Ron’s climax, which was quickly followed by her own very satisfying release, all over Ginny’s pretty face. Hermione captured all of Ron’s cum in her mouth as her climax abated, careful not to spill or swallow any, because she’d read about something wicked to do with a wizard’s spunk by kissing him right after. This will demolish the last of his image about me being shy in bed, she thought as she swung her leg off of Ginny and started to move up Ron’s body.
She kept her mouth closed, and tried not to smirk as she moved closer to Ron’s face. She felt Ginny moving, and Hermione was so focused on her naughty plan that she was surprised to be interrupted, because Ginny had taken hold of her head and turned it, and was kissing her own brother’s spunk out of Hermione’s mouth.
I wanna play with his cum too, Ginny thought as she intercepted Hermione’s path and kissed her, moaning and parting her lips with her tongue. Hermione’s eyes widened but she obliged and let Ron’s cum slide into Ginny’s greedy mouth. “Mmmmm,” Ginny moaned as they both made naughty little eyes at Ron.
Ron was stunned to watch his spunk being passed back and forth between the witches. Fuck. They were moaning so loudly and starting to caress each other. Ron sat up fully and put one hand on each of their heads, encouraging them to continue their wicked show.
“Ginny,” Hermione said, trying to sound cross, but smirking and failing, “you’re so naughty…” Hermione was grinning in spite of herself, because Ginny was relentless and she would stop at nothing.
“Your own brother’s spunk, Ginny…” Hermione shook her head as she lay on top of a bed of freckles haphazardly, her body half on Ron and half on Ginny. She raised her head and kissed Ron sloppily, letting him taste what remained of his cum in her mouth. “I’d planned to give you all of it,” Hermione was explaining, even though it was obvious. “But your wicked little sister had other plans, Ron.” Hermione sighed and rolled to the side, grinning in spite of herself.
“I know you planned to give it all to me,” Ron said caressing Hermione fully now while shooting Ginny a stern look. “I’m sure there will be more opportunities,” he added hopefully.
Ginny shrugged, batted her lashes at her big brother and gave him an innocent little grin. She watched Hermione toss her knickers to the floor and then pull Ron down on the bed. Ginny rested on his other side and sighed with contentment.
Hermione cuddled up against Ron’s solid, masculine body and sighed, and then tilted her head up in a jolt. She looked at the arrangement, and was thinking shouldn’t I be in the middle when she saw that Ginny’s eyes were closed, and her head was resting peacefully on Ron’s shoulder and he was stroking her hair.
Ginny had one arm tucked under her and the other across Ron’s middle and Ron’s other arm was cradling Hermione. She looked at how peaceful and relaxed they looked just then, and she wondered how many times they had fallen asleep like that, as kids, during a thunderstorm or after their mum and dad had had a nasty row, when Ginny would seek out Ron’s comfort. So close, Hermione thought, and choked back a tear. “You’re beautiful,” she said, her breath hitching. “So very beautiful, the both of you, do you know that? I love you both, my lovely, sexy redheads.”
Ginny purred and curled more tightly into Ron. “I love you, Hermione; we both do… its okay, everything that happened between us last summer. Tell her, Ron.”
Ron planted sweet kisses on Hermione’s face, and gathered his sister’s warm, sweaty body closer to his own, caressing her back. “Gin is right, babe. We both love you. I was hurt, for a long time, that I’d lost you to my baby sister, but now we can all be together, share our love, our friendship. It turned out bloody perfect, don’t you think?”
Hermione smiled and kissed Ron’s neck, and found Ginny’s hand on his middle, twining her fingers in Ginny’s as she burrowed further into Ron’s shoulder. “Every now and again, I wish we’d worked out, Ron,” Hermione admitted. And it’s a lot more than every now and then, too. “I love you both, honestly. I had some… reservations about asking you two to share a bed with me, but you’re so close and I love you both so much, I’m so glad we could do this.”
Ginny gripped Hermione’s hand affectionately and sighed, “I love you too, and I’m glad you told me you wanted this… both of us, because you’re an amazing friend, and lover, and you’ve made us both very happy.” Ginny then let go of Hermione and let her hand roam over Ron’s body.
Ron pulled Hermione in tightly and ran his hand up and down her arm. “I know what you mean, about things working out between us, but look what we have now.” Ron planted a kiss on the top of her head and whispered, “I’ll always love you.” Ron relaxed and pulled them both closer. Feeling Ginny’s loving caress, he let his hand move over Ginny’s back and his hand drifted to her arse, cupping and squeezing it.
He heard Ginny moan softly and her leg came up to rest over his leg. He couldn’t help but notice that her thigh was only inches from his cock. His first instinct was to shift a little, but actually it felt quite nice. Sure, his baby sister was wicked and naughty, but he loved her and was content to hold her close.
Hermione sat up a bit and looked at the two of them, so intimately entwined. Ron was gently caressing Ginny and they looked very relaxed and sated. Ginny’s hair spilled over Ron’s neck in a coppery wave that looked gorgeous against Ron’s skin. Their glorious, naked bodies were pressed together and they were breathing peacefully, snuggling and sighing.
Ginny’s hand was wandering over Ron, on his stomach and his chest, and Ron was tracing lazy patterns on Ginny’s back and shoulder with his fingertips. Hermione thought about how much they had been through; growing up and at school, and how fiercely protective Ron was of her, and how devoted Ginny was, to him.
Hermione’s face softened as she looked at them, and that forbidden rush of excitement was back again, as she briefly pictured him rolling her over, or her mounting him, and the taboo of imagining that act was losing strength in the face of the love Hermione felt in this bed, connecting the three of them together. Hermione sank back down and nuzzled Ron affectionately, kissing his neck and letting her hand join Ginny’s in trails across his chest and stomach.
Ginny was receptive to Ron’s hand gliding over the swell of her hips and began to caress him with a more passionate intent. Her hand changed its pattern to move below his chest and abdomen so her fingers grazed the edges of his pubes and the crease of his groin a few times. She knew she was dangerously close to ghosting her fingers over his now swelling cock and she rubbed her thigh along his a bit, feeling a new surge of wetness between her legs.
Ron responded by kneading Ginny’s arse more firmly and let his finger dip between her cheeks, teasing his finger up and down the crack of her arse. He could feel how wet she was as she moved her thigh along his leg… that, combined with the risky game she was playing with her hand, was making him grow harder and groan in spite of himself. He looked over at Hermione, wondering how much she could see… he wanted to gauge her reaction.
“This isn’t too terribly odd, is it, Ron?” Hermione asked, feeling silly for asking something she thought she knew the answer to. “I hope you’re okay… and, I’m enjoying this immensely.” Hermione finished, grinning. She let her hand drift down to Ron’s cock and tickled the tip with her fingers, and then pressed it flat against his belly with her palm.
Hermione was surprised to see Ron had stirred back to life, and she sat up on her elbow and kissed him, leaning over his body and pressing her breasts against his arm and his chest. Hermione moaned and writhed against Ron as she stroked his firm cock in her hand, and she wanted it inside her, she wanted to feel all of Ron.
Ron replied, “No, it’s not weird at all Hermione.” Bloody brilliant is more like it…and I never knew Gin was so smooth and felt so good. He then felt a new surge of heat run through his body as Hermione tickled and then maneuvered his cock with the palm of her hand. Her nipples were hard against his arm and chest and the noises escaping her throat made him want to bury himself deep inside her…now.
Ginny could see and feel how worked up Ron was getting, so she pressed the top of her thigh against the underside of his cock. She looked at Hermione, who blushed and gave a naughty little smile. Ginny watched as Hermione began to rub Ron’s shaft back and forth against Ginny’s thigh, and her mind reeled from the heat of her brother’s cock against her thigh. She titled her head to kiss Ron’s neck while Hermione attacked his mouth and moved her thigh away and her hand took its place, joining Hermione’s in stroking Ron’s cock.
Hermione knew that Ron must realize that she did not have three arms, and that the other hand on his cock was his own sister’s. She opened her eyes to see if Ron was going to go mental, and almost to her surprise his eyes were still closed, and he was still kissing her back, open-mouthed and breathy, like nothing was wrong, and Hermione supposed there really was nothing wrong, in a way… so she writhed against Ron and moaned, and arched her bum into his fingers as she felt them approach her entrance from the rear.
Ron moved his hand off of Hermione’s arse cheek and curled it around to her center, turning her body so he could reach her pussy with his fingers. Hermione kept her hand on Ron’s cock, occasionally passing over Ginny’s hand, squeezing it reassuringly as Ginny touched her brother’s cock for what Hermione assumed was the first time, barring any childhood exploration.
Hermione blushed as she imagined a young Ron and Ginny, touching one another’s bits, but the thought was chased out of her head by Ron’s fingers in her cunt, squelching noisily in and out of her wet opening, and Hermione moaned and wiggled to give him a better reach.
Ron gripped and kneaded both Ginny’s and Hermione’s bums while his fingers enthusiastically sought out Hermione’s wet slit from the rear. He coated his fingers in her abundant fluids and then roughly plunged into her. His other hand crept down on Ginny as well. Fuck…she’s my sister…but she’s arching into my hand…she wants me to…and then Ron penetrated Ginny’s pussy deeply, sliding two fingers in and out of her. He groaned from the sensation of finger fucking them both from behind, and he could smell their arousal. So tight…so wet…
Ginny could feel Ron’s hands creeping closer to her center. She rocked into his hand…it felt so bloody good. Please, Ron…just do it…I want you to…Then Ginny felt his fingers glide across the front wall of her channel and she instantly came from his touch.
She stifled a gasp but could feel herself contracting and gushing around her brother’s fingers. Her eyes instantly found Ron’s… did you feel that? And Ron’s eyes said you played with my cock…got you back!
“Ron, I need you inside me,” Hermione moaned, and rolled away from Ron onto her back, tugging on him insistently. She watched as Ron disentangled himself from his sister and moved to position himself between her thighs as she let them fall apart.
Hermione looked up and saw Ginny pulling herself up onto her knees, right beside the two of them, and Hermione took Ginny’s hand and pulled her down into a kiss. “Thank you for thissss… ooooh…”
Hermione moaned as Ron sheathed himself inside her pussy, and began to pull in and out of her slow and deep. Hermione felt her cunt gripping his familiar cock, warmly and sweetly, like an old friend, and he really was.
Hermione ran her hands over Ron and Ginny both and sighed with pleasure as Ron’s shaft penetrated her tightness in gentle but deep strokes. Ron was smiling and caressing her tits and Hermione laughed in spite of herself. “I love being fucked by you, Ron Weasley, d’you know that? Ron? I love your… big… hard… cock… so fucking much, Ron…”
Hermione panted as her words caused Ron to increase the depth and the speed of his thrusts. Talking dirty sure beats talking about the weather or homework…
Ginny sat beside Ron and Hermione, kissing the other witch feverishly, fresh from the orgasm her brother had just given her. When she saw Ron penetrate Hermione, Ginny wanted more. She pulled away from Hermione’s mouth and swung her leg over Hermione to straddle her face. She eased her pussy over Hermione’s face and was greeted by her hot probing tongue. Ginny closed her eyes and moaned, then rested her hands on Ron’s shoulders to anchor herself.
Ron moved in and out of Hermione with a slow, deep rhythm. He supported his own weight by resting on his haunches while gripping Hermione’s hips. Even though he’d just been down her throat, it felt bloody fantastic to now be gripped by her familiar, hot, tight walls. He heard her dirty talk again and replied, “Love fucking you…you’re so beautiful, so tight…I’m going to cum deep inside you babe…fill you up.” He tilted his head down and watched his cock piston in and out of her, and the sight made him feel primal and powerful. He gripped Hermione’s hips more tightly and he shoved himself into her with more force.
Hermione moved her arms so that Ginny could sit on her face, and brought her hands up to hold Ginny’s smooth folds open so that she could reach Ginny’s treasures more easily. Hermione rocked her hips in time with Ron’s steady and deep thrusts, and his cock felt so amazing sliding in and out of her, that Hermione’s mind reeled from the pleasure. She was covered by sweaty, freckled Weasley flesh, penetrated and pressed down and claimed by Ron and Ginny, and she groaned loudly into Ginny’s cunt as she lapped eagerly at the younger witch’s folds.
Ginny rocked back and forth on Hermione’s face, her own expression radiating bliss. As her excitement mounted, she steadied herself further, resting her hands on Ron’s shoulders. Her eyes were open now and she was looking directly at Ron. Feels so good, doesn’t it?
Ron focused back on Ginny, seeing the lust in her eyes, and he was awestruck by her beauty and moved his hands from Hermione to rest on his sister’s hips. He continued thrusting into Hermione and staring at his sister. I love you…really love you. He leaned forward and pressed his sweaty forehead to hers while they both rocked over Hermione.
Hermione lapped at Ginny’s folds and sucked her clit into her mouth, moaning from the lovely feel of Ginny’s smooth labia and wondering how that would feel on herself. She groaned as Ron worked his cock in and out of her, smooth, deep, hot thrusting that was so fucking perfect and maddeningly steady… Ron’s cock found every little pleasure point inside Hermione’s pussy and her walls gripped him tightly, rhythmically, eliciting a steady fountain of moans and short curses that were pronounced against Ginny’s clitoris.
Hermione wrapped her legs around Ron’s thighs and tucked her ankles together, pressing the heel of her foot against the small of Ron’s back on every thrust. Hermione let go, and experienced the pure bliss of this wizard and this witch, Ron and Ginny, her lovers and her best friends. She found a purely relaxed state, hovering on the edge of her own climax, urging Ginny and Ron to theirs. “Come on, you two… cum on me and in me, fill me up, Ron… let me taste you, Ginny…”
Ron and Ginny could feel Hermione’s mounting intensity and pulled their foreheads apart. They looked at each other with a new passion and then Ron, with his heart pounding fiercely, moved his lips to capture Ginny’s. He gently tasted her mouth and when she kissed him back, he pressed his lips against hers more powerfully.
His climax was building and he suddenly fully regarded his sister as a beautiful and sexual witch. He brought his hands up to her breasts, kneading them and kissing her like a lover as her orgasm hit.
Ginny moaned into his mouth and kissed him with complete love and happiness as Hermione’s tongue urged her to climax.
Ron kissed her back with equal passion and joy, feeling their connection together through Hermione. He was so close, he moved in an out of Hermione faster and harder…he knew she was about to cum and wanted to be right behind her.
Hermione screamed Ron’s name, and then Ginny’s, as their orgasms seemed to crash together and connect deep within her. Hermione served as the conduit of their ecstasy as she licked Ginny’s clit hard and fast, and gripped Ron’s cock deep within her pussy.
Hermione held onto Ginny’s hips for dear fucking life as Ron’s cock drove her crazy, and she thrashed her head back and forth from the force of her climax as it robbed her of her senses. Ron’s thrusts combined with what she knew were Ginny’s fingertips on her clit, rubbed her to a powerful release. Hermione gasped, moaned, and cursed as wave after wave of ecstasy spread out from her core and wound through her body, settling in her limbs and back within her cunt as her orgasm subsided.
Ron felt Hermione’s release and in that instant he yelled her name and came so hard he nearly lost consciousness. He dug his fingers into Ginny’s hips for support and heard her yelp from the pressure. He told himself to breathe and quickly recovered, continuing to penetrate Hermione.
Ginny was still rocking over Hermione’s face in rhythm with Ron’s thrusts and rubbing her clit. Ginny continued kissing Ron as they recovered and unwound. She could taste the sweat around his mouth and shivered at how raw and masculine he smelled. She could feel him kiss her back with all the passion of a wizard she’d just made love to. He understands. She thought smiling to herself.
Hermione started to weep, and tears of pure joy rolled down her cheeks. She rolled her hips against Ron’s, feeling him inside her as she caressed Ginny’s thighs. “So good…” Hermione whimpered, “so fucking good, you two, so good, love you so much, both of you…”
Hermione pushed on Ginny and the redhead rolled off to the side, and sat up. Hermione un-wrapped her legs from Ron’s hips and moved away from him, letting Ron’s cock fall out of her. Hermione sat up and kissed Ginny, and then Ron, one after the other. Hermione was panting and smiling broadly and she collapsed haphazardly onto the bed, between her redheads, laughing and feeling very happy.
Ron fell next to Hermione. He caressed her body tenderly and used his lips to plant a thousand butterfly kisses over her flushed skin. He stroked the sweaty hair stuck to her brow away and whispered sweet words of love and affection into her ear.
Ginny collapsed on Hermione’s other side after pulling the covers over all of them. She reached for Ron’s hand and they laced fingers across Hermione’s torso. She watched Ron love on Hermione and sighed with contentment. “Thank you, Hermione, you’re bloody fantastic…I’ve never felt so alive…so happy.”
Ginny was ready to settle in to sleep when she felt Ron tugging her arm toward him. She sat up and he pulled her into him. He parted her lips with his tongue, kissing her thoroughly, properly and most definitely not like she was his sister. Ginny couldn’t help but moan and kiss him back.
Hermione watched as Ron and Ginny kissed, like lovers, in a way that would make their mum have kittens if she saw it. Instead of getting cross or lecturing them, she touched their faces and kissed each in turn… and even though Hermione wasn’t sure she was ready to see Ron and Ginny make love, she was closer to being okay with it, if they decided that was what they wanted. “I love you both. So very much.” Hermione said, wrapping her arms around them. She relaxed and allowed sleep to claim her, safe in the arms of her redheads.

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Fantasy

Reality Jump – Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – New power, same morals.
Wind was whipping at Charles face as he was falling down the side of the girls dorm tower. He looked at the various patios whipping by him. He grabbed his knife and threw it at one of the patios. The wire cable wrapped itself around one of the railings and acted as an anchor for him. He looked down and saw he was still a good 80 feet high in the air dangling. He looked up and saw both Lilly and Madison peering over the edge looking for him. He saw Lilly point at him with her wand and fired off a fireball. Charles let go of the wire and dropped another 8 feet where he grabbed onto a railing and pulled himself up and over it right before he was blasted into the bedroom from the blast of fire.
Charles got up and was met by a girl screaming her lungs out. He walked past her and out into the open area that overlooked the grand diamond pillar. Charles looked around him and saw girls walking out of their rooms. Some of them were still wearing their night gowns, a few of them had on robes but most of them were just coming out to see what the screaming was about. Charles looked back at the pillar and decided to test out his new immortality or end his trip through this strange land. He jumped off the edge of the guard rail and went into a full airborne glide down to his fate.
60 feet till he was a floor painting.
40 feet to the ultimate blunt force trauma suicide.
20 feet until he would be modern art.
In the last 4 inches from death Charles felt something starting in him, it was the ultimate power high starting in his heart. With each pulse it filled his lungs, then his veins; (If you remember anything from your highschool biology you’ll understand) it then felt like it invaded his spine. It started at the top and went down sending shivers through him, with each one it felt as if more and more of his body was receiving more and more power. This all happened in under a millisecond, but to Charles it felt like time stopped. But in all reality his body was just using a fraction of power to save itself from obliteration.
{Science time! Did you know that… (WARNING! SKIP THIS IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO READ INTO THE SCIENCE BEHIND MY ABSURD STORY!) When Charles fell through the vortex, back in the prolog, his body took in some of the Space Time Continuum that makes up all reality. Then when his body received a droplet of the petrified blood it acted as an amplifier to the S.T.C. already in his body. The petrified blood already keeps vampires immortal to the sands of time, combine that with the S.T.C. and you basically get an ?er character. He now has powers over certain elements/materials in the world that would make up the reality there …Now you know!}
As Charles smashed into the floor of the tower he was down on a knee, he looked around and just saw a thick cloud of debris around him, dust from it blocking his view. He got up and walked through it to be confronted by the army of maids that threw him out once already.
They were about to speak when the entire floor erupted into flames around Charles. Lilly shot another barrage of fireballs down upon him, making a bigger and bigger dome of fire making people shield their eyes from it. She kept doing this for a good 3 minutes until her arm got tired of throwing spells at Charles. The dome was then instantly discharged as Charles swiped his hand through the air.
“Fuck us all!” Lilly said looking down at him. He had the air of a god, even from 80 stories up and looking down on him she felt it. It was like someone looking at you along with a 10 pound weight instantly added to each of your shoulders. Charles looked around the room and saw the maids all looking at him in awe. Charles looked up and saw thousands of girls all looking down at him. He then shouted up at the entire crowd looking over the guard rails. “Hey Ellen, would you mind tossing down my clothes? I’m practically naked down here!” Girls started to snicker and laugh at this, soon after that though a pair of slacks, a shirt, a pair of dress shoes, some boxers, socks, a dress shirt and a suite jacket came flouting down all neatly folded. Charles went over and grabbed them out of midair and walked over to one of the maids still standing in awe at him. “Would you mind cleaning these? They got somewhat dirty from everything I’ve been through.
One of the maids took his clothes from him and asked “Where can we find you when we get these cleaned?”
“I’ll most likely be up in Ellen’s room, second floor. Just walk in, we’ll at least of covers over us.” Charles said with a smirk as the maid with his clothes blushed.
“No sir, you will stay down here with us.” Another maid said walking up to Charles. This maid stood out among the others mainly because of her assets, she must have been at least an F cup, but also because of her attire. She wore a kimono like some of the other maids, but instead of this one dropping to the floor in heaps it had a slit up both sides that reached to her hips. The back was open all the way to the top of her ass, which was another fine asset on her. (Just go google Bayonetta and there’s your visual aid) “Even though you have the essence of a god we cannot allow you to go up into one of the girls’ rooms.”
Charles looked at this maid for a few seconds; she stood almost to his height, maybe an inch shorter, and was by far one of the sexiest woman he had ever seen in his life. “Ok, I’ll be fine to pass the time with you also. Just as long as you answer a few questions I have been trying ask since I got here.”
“Fine, follow us then.” The maid turned around showing off her round ass and walked through the small army of maids and went into the door that led to the servant area. Charles followed the maids through the door. They walked down a set of stairs and went through another door that lead into a rather large room, around the size of an over sized gymnasium, the maids went off to do their own things, some went into an open kitchen area, other to a corner of the room with workout equipment, a few of them went over to a laundry area and other disappeared through different doors.
“So what’s your first question?” The head maid asked walking over to the laundry area with Charles right behind her.
“Who are you?” Charles asked watching as the maid with his clothes handed them off to other maids.
“My names Erika, I am in charge of all other maids and staff that work in and around the girl’s tower.” Erika went over to a desk and sat down behind it. “Why do you ask?”
Charles walked over to the desk and leaned his back against it as he looked across the giant room he was in. “I just like to know who I’m talking with, that’s all.”
“So what’s your next question?” Erika asked looking at Charles’s back.
“Where am I?” He asked looking up at the tall ceiling, a good 30 feet high, dotted with grand chandeliers.
“Well, right now you are in the servant’s area to the girls’ tower. I would have thought it was pretty obvious.”
“No, I mean this world, the country, continent, planet, what are they called?” Charles turned around and faced Erika when she answered.
“Well, you’re in the kingdom of Rothworth ruled by the royal family Rockstar. They are under the present power of king Allen the 7th.” Erika sat back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling. “The nation he controls is called Russka and we border the countries Britannia and Canada.” Charles started to chuckle at this new information. “You found something funny from that?” Erika asked looking at Charles who was trying not to break out in laughter.
“Yeah a little bit. Everything you told me sounded like places from where I’m from, that’s all.”
“Ah well then, what else would you like to know?”
“What’s a ‘wondering vortex’ exactly?”
“That is the device that the witch or wizard uses here to locate their very own private familiar. You I take it were captured by one?”
“Yeah, it kind of sucked me into the ground out in the open.” Charles took a seat on the chair that was in front of Erika’s desk. “So what happened to me back there?” Charles asked crossing his legs.
“I don’t really know what happened, but I would like it if you would uncross your legs.” Erika asked glancing to the side.
“Why?”
“I can see right up your coat and see your, um, well, you know.”
“Oh!” Charles said standing up right away. “Sorry about that, completely forgot I wasn’t wearing pants.”
Erika and Charles made small talk while they waited for his clothes to be finished. Eventually his clothes were returned to him. The shirt and slacks looked like they had been pressed and his shoes shined.
“Follow me and I’ll show you to a dressing room.” Erika said getting up from her desk. As they walked through the room over to a set of doors Charles noticed that the maids were turning towards them and bowed as they walked past them.
“Why are they doing that?” Charles asked Erika as they went through a group of maids.
“They bow to all people that are above them. It’s what they do, they’re maids after all. Also I would bet that they are still slightly afraid of you.” She said as she pulled back a curtain to a small room.
“Want to come in with me? I can show you a wonderful time.” Charles asked with a heavy dose of sarcasm.
“Sure, it’s been a while since I’ve gotten some.” Erika said walking in with Charles. She put her hands on his shoulders and started to rub his shoulder as he undid his over coat. Charles turned around to face her and pressed his lips to hers. She moaned into his mouth when he started to squeeze he tits through her silk uniform, he could tell that she didn’t have anything on underneath due to her nipples stretching to get out.
“Let’s lose the dress.” Charles said pulling on the big red bow sitting above her ass. After undoing the bow Charles undid the one behind her neck. As soon as he did this the dress fell down and Charles realized that it was just an oversized apron, a very sexy and fitted oversized apron made out of high quality silk. Erika stood there in Charles’s arms wearing only a pair of panties as Charles frenched her and massaged her tits.
Charles kissed down Erika’s neck, sucking and lightly nibbling on her as he went down her body; he kissed down the middle of her breasts then latched onto her left nipple and sucked it like a baby breast feeding. The entire time Erika was moaning out in pleasure as Charles made love to her body with his mouth. She reached down and took hold of his swelled cock and stroked the tip of it with her fingers, lightly dancing around the head with her finger tips then plunging down and giving only half of it a stroke, every time she hit a sensitive spot on him Charles bit down on her nipple making her throw her head back in pure bliss as they teased each other. Charles then went lower on her, kissing his way over her flat stomach and down to her bellybutton. There he rubbed his hands up and down the insides of her thighs making her quiver the closer he got to her pussy lips.
“Please!” Erika moaned trying to push Charles head lower. “Please! Kiss my dripping pussy, I need it so bad!” Charles went lower and starter to play with her clit making her moan even louder. “Fuck me! Please ram your cock into me! I can’t take it any longer!” Erika practically screamed as Charles ate her out.
Charles stood up and turned Erika around so she was facing the curtain that separated them from all the other maids outside. Charles slipped his cock into her pussy slowly letting her adjust to the size of it as he went. Erika had other ideas about this. She rammed her ass back against Charles fully impaling herself onto his cock. She screamed at the top of her lungs like someone was killing her. Then one of the maids threw the curtain to the side revealing to everyone Erika and Charles fucking like bunnies. Erika had a look of pure pleasure on her face as Charles fucked fully into her cunt.
“Oh FUCK!” Erika screamed as she went into an orgasm making her entire body shake as Charles kept up the pace of his already fast fucking. The maids looking in had a look of want on their faces as they saw their boss get it from behind. Erika lost the feeling in her legs as Charles fucked her making her fall forward with Charles right behind her, as they hit the floor they started to laugh as they looked up at the now open entry way and at a couple dozen maids looking in on them. “Woops! Guess this doesn’t look very professional.” Erika said rolling off of Charles’s still rock hard cock.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Charles said looking at Erika as she stood up.
“I’m getting on top! I think it’s time for me to be in control now!” Erika straddled herself over Charles and dropped down on his cock taking it all the way in on the first bounce. “Shit! Even after all that I’m still not really used to this thing!” she said as the tip of it hit her womb. Erika began bouncing up and down on Charles as more and more maids came over to see what was happening, her tit’s flopping about as she went up and down. One of the maids dropped her uniform and marched over to them, a few of the maids cheered her on as she straddled over Charles’s face and edged her on saying things like “Smother that fucker!” and “Make him lick that cunt!” The maid then squatted down onto his face and ground her pussy into him. Charles got the idea real quick and started to lap at her pussy making her moan out saying “Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh SHIT! He licks better than a woman!”
Now this surprised some of the maids and even Erika as the maid that was sitting on Charles was a devote lesbian, she had slept with practically everyone that she worked around and even had a night with Erika. So for her to say something as brash as this it really meant something.
Charles on the other hand didn’t hear a thing of this because he was too preoccupied with trying to bring the pussy above him to an earth shattering orgasm. He licked her all the way from her clit to the bottom of her slit, his nose poked her ass hole and instead of smelling an asshole Charles smelt rose. The girl douched both holes he deduced and went from her pink hole to her brown hole. This elected even louder moans from the girl as she ground her face even harder into him. Charles kept on switching from hole to hole, tongue fucking one while finger fucking the other.
The maid looked up at Erika and leaned in for a kiss, as their mouths met they both reached out for the other’s breast’s, the maid having decent C’s enjoyed it enough but Erika felt relief at her breasts being supported finally instead of flying all over the place. The maid exploded onto Charles face with her orgasm at the same time Erika did. The maid got up and moved over to Erika who was still bouncing up and down giving herself more and more orgasm’s, finally Erika stopped moving and let out a scream as she squirted across Charles and into the crowd of maids. Charles was still hard inside and when she got off of him and was replaced by the maid that had joined them earlier.
“This is my first time with a man!” She said putting the tip up to her pussy. This was the first time Charles got to look at the sexy little maid about to impale herself on him, she was a brunette short hair and C cup tit’s, she had wild green eyes and was maybe 5’4”.
“Don’t worry about it,” Erika told her as she lay on the ground feeling satisfied. “He will make you scream with pleasure!”
Nodding her head the maid started to slowly lower herself down onto his cock. Another maid entered the mix of things, stripping away her uniform and sitting down on Charles face. This happened through another 5 maids, Charles satisfying them all with his cunninglus then with his cock. Charles finally sat up with a maid getting off to start on his cock and said “A guy can only take so much ladies, I got to bust a nut soon or they might fall off!” Charles then took the maid that was about to impale herself and slipped into her. She squealed in delight as he filled her completely and started to go all the way into her. She nearly fainted after her 5 orgasm in a row when Charles took her off his cock. Erika came over and sucked his cock into her mouth and went about halfway when he finally released his seed down her throat. Erika was trying to keep up with the torrent of cum but was failing as it started to overflow from her mouth. All the maids that had so far fucked Charles went over to him and took turns putting him in their mouths.
Charles couldn’t believe the amount of cum that was spewing from his cock, he had never cummed this much ever in his life but it just wouldn’t stop. After filling the rest of the girls did Charles quite cumming like a fire hose and put out his last couple of squirts.
“Holy shit!” one of the maids said “What the fuck was that?”
“I didn’t think that was physically possible for a guy to cum that much!”
Erika walked over to Charles and caressed his cock with her hand as she whispered into his ear “We’ll have to do this again, it was fun.” She then turned around, picked up her clothes, showing off her fine round ass to Charles as he sat back resting from what he just did, and ushered the rest of the maids out of the changing room.
Charles looked around and saw his clothes in a corner of the small room, somehow they had stayed out of the mess that had just happened and were still pressed. As he was putting on his suit jacket over he saw the curtain behind him open. In the doorway was Erika, now dressed back in her uniform, she looked over at Charles and commented on his looks saying “Well don’t you look dress up nicely!” She bent over and scooped up his overcoat that was still on the ground. “Wow, this is a lot heavier than I thought!” Erika said weighing the coat in her hands. “What have you got in this thing? Lead plates?”
“No nothing like that,” Charles said tying his tie. “Just a couple of handguns and a knife.” Charles looked over and saw Erika with a confused look on her face. “You do know what a handgun is right?”
“I’ve never heard of them before.” Erika said giving Charles his overcoat. “Can you show me?”
“Sure.” Charles reached into his coat and drew out a revolver (A MP-412 REX for those that know what it is or want to google it) It had a smoky grey finish to it. He handed it over to Erika who took it in her hands weighing it.
“Now I know why that was so heavy!” Erika said looking at the gun in her hand. “How do these things work?”
“You just pull that your finger.” Charles said pointing to the trigger.
“Like this?” Erika said pulling the trigger. The gun went off while it was pointed at Charles. The power of the bullet lifted him off his feet and tossed him backwards 2 feet into the wall. Erika screamed dropping the gun and rushing over to Charles crumpled body on the floor. “Oh my god!” she screamed as she saw blood start to stain his shirt from where the bullet hit him. “Someone get the healer right now!” Erika screamed over her shoulder as she ripped off her uniform and pressing it to the wound.
Charles felt the stinging pain as Erika pressed her silk uniform into the bullet hole to try and stop the blooding, but her felt more blood oozing out another hole where the bullet exited. “Erika” Charles mumbled through a mouth full of blood.
“Don’t say anything Charles, you’ll be alright don’t worry!” She said pressing his head into her breasts. Charles fell forward onto her showing her the exit wound.
“Thought I should let you know,” Charles spat more blood out of his mouth. “That it went through.” The healer then came rushing in and looked at Charles.
“What the hell is this?” the old woman asked looking at the wounds. “After all my years as healer I have never seen anything like it!”
“Can you help him?” Erika said with tears in her eyes as Charles was leaning on her with blood dripping out of his mouth.
“I don’t know really,” the healer said kneeling down to take a closer look. “I’m used to sword accidents or magic mishaps, but not a bloody hole in someone!”
Charles coughed again splitting blood over Erika’s chest as he hanged onto his life by a thread. “Can you try at least?” Erika said now crying as she felt Charles grow weaker and weaker in her arms. The healer nodded her head and put her hands over the wounds. As she began to chant a few words Charles slipped out of Erika’s arms and fell to the floor, his eyes were closed and his breathing had stopped. The healer looked down at him and felt his neck for a pulse. She looked up to Erika with a sad look in her eyes shaking her head, Erika bent down and picked up Charles’s head and placed it into her lap, she then cried for him.
Okay I know I am so going to get some hate for this one, ending it where I did, but trust me, I somewhat know where I’m going with this.
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Fantasy

I Cant Lose

My first work of erotic fiction. All criticism, comments, recommendation are accepted. This did not actually happen just a work of fiction I thought of.
My names Andrew I’m 16, 5 foot 10, 190lbs broad shouldered and built like a brick shithouse. I’ve got Short Brown hair and bright blue eyes. I have always had a girl who liked me at school just no one I found myself interested in. I live with my Mom, Dad, and my twin sisters Alison and Riley both 17. Allison and Riley are identical, Dark Brown hair, icy blue eyes, 5 foot 4, and even though I felt wrong looking at them like this… They have have these beautiful tight firm little asses that make all the boys stare, also with there what I would guess being size 32 C tits they weren’t lacking there. My sisters were two of the hottest girls in school and that was undoubtable. They had amazing bodies too from playing soccer all there life, these two were every guys dream. Enough about me and my family let’s get to the story.
My parents left for the week on some vacation that I didn’t really care about and with the girls and me at school all of us having cars it wasn’t a big deal. It was after school my sisters and I both had soccer practice and we were all done for the day and we were just showering up in our own respective locker rooms. I was out quick like usual but they had taken a long time and were in their locker room alone. I went to go to my own car and go home but as I walked by the entrance to the girls locker room to get to the gym exit I stopped as an idea popped into my head. I looked around making sure the gym was empty. It was, so silently I walked into the girl’s locker room.
I peeked around to make sure it was really empty. I could see the steam coming out from the showers and quickly I went over to see my sisters showering and I heard them talking about who some cute senior was. They had no idea I was here. Quickly taking my phone out I go to the camera, I snap a couple of pictures of them showering. They were so beautiful. Just then my phone goes off with a text message my heart stops, instantly their heads turn and spot me. One of them shrieks and I take off running. I run straight out the locker room, through the gym, down the hallway and out the school into the parking lot. I sprint straight to my car get into it and drive home got 10 over the whole way, I can’t believe I didn’t get pulled over.
I was home for maybe five minutes when I heard the front door slam open and then shut. I hear Alison yell, “Andrew you little fucking perv, give me your fucking phone now”. I sit on my bed waiting for death to come as I hear them pounding up the stairs. They walk straight into my room and as they enter I think of my saving grace. They walk in together wearing yoga pants and tight neon t shirts, Riley in green and Ali in pink. Riley walks straight up to me and Ali on the other side of my bed. “Give it to me now or we call mom” threatens Riley.
“Actually, no you won’t” I respond.
Ali cuts in “What are we stupid?”
“Look” I say to them, “If you tell anyone I have these, they go on Facebook. In fact unless you find a way to convince me not to, these are going onto Facebook and out to every contact in my phone”
They stand there without moving obviously y trying to find some way out of this. Finally Ali speaks, “what do you want us to do? Your laundry and cook for you? Some money?”
I grin up at them, “Oh that’s not what I had in mind”
“THEN WHAT”, yells Ali.
“You disgusting little perv” cuts in Riley, “You want us to fuck you don’t you”. Alison looks horrified.
“Eh, I suppose I could always just send these out”
Alison cuts in, “Riley what choice have we got?”
“I… Well… fine you little fuck”
I instantly change my tone “I suggest you be a little nice, after all you have to get me horny”. She rolls her eyes to this. Alison slowly climbs onto my bed and on top of me, straddling my chest as she leans in to kiss me. Riley just stands there. As out tongues meet and our kiss gets deeper and deeper. I break the kiss off to a questioning look from Ali. “Aren’t you going to do something Riley?” She just stares at me. “Ali moves over so Riley can be on the other side” She slowly moves over as riley climbs in next to me. And leans in to kiss me, instantly I feel her tongue as I wrap mine around her as I feel Alison Join our kiss. “This being my 2nd time kissing a girl and 1st time kissing two at the same time. I could feel both there probing tongues wrapping with each other and mine. I feel on of them move and the other is back on top straddling my chest. I feel hands traveling up my pant legs. Slowly taking off my belt and sliding my jeans off. Followed by my boxers. I feel hand sliding under my shirt as my kiss is broken and the shirts pulled off. I look to see Riley take my small flaccid cock in the hands, bend her head down and take me into her mouth. This being my first blow job my eyes nearly rolled straight back into my head. I feel Alison crawl down my bed and start licking the shaft where Riley wasn’t there. I grew almost instantly to my full 8 inches. I Look down to see Ali’s cute little ass on my chest as she switches with Riley. I reach out and squeeze each cheek eliciting a moan from Ali. “Aren’t you two a little over dressed?” I ask they stop sucking me for a second before they start to slowly take off each other’s shirts, I see here in matching lacy black bra. Slowly Ali goes to her knees as she pulls down Riley’s yoga’s, revealing matching black thongs. To my surprise Ali rips it off and takes a deep lick of Riley as Riley screams in ecstasy and surprise. Riley steps back picks up Ali and practically rips he clothes off of here, sucking her nipple and then shoving a finger into her tight pussy. Ali walks over to me and kisses me. “Promise to be gentle? Were both still virgins”.
“Of course”.
Ali slowly straddles my hips, lining my erect penis up with her lips and slowly lets her down. I couldn’t believe she was so tight. Riley walks over to me straddles my chest and kisses me. I lay there in pure pleasure as my sister’s ride me and kiss me. I feel Ali tighten and stop as her pussy ripples I feel her ride out her orgasm. Then she switches places with Riley. Riley was different… tighter… and she didn’t care about going slow. She instantly ripped through her hymen and rode me so fast I felt as if my dick was about to fall off. I stopped her once and then let her continue as I felt her climax approaching I timed it so we would come together. I planned to pull out but Ali Stopped me, “We are on the pill don’t worry”. Without missing a stroke I came as her pussy spasmed and she collapsed on my chest. I erupted inside her. I feel rope after rope of cum plastering her walls. As she slowly got out I could see the cum dripping out as Ali crawled down and began to eat her out, devouring her creampie. After she ate out Riley she looks up and Kisses her deeply swapping the juices. They break the kiss as riley licks Ali getting her juices into the mixture as they kiss. As they swallow, they turn to look at me. They say it at the same time… “What next?”
… End of part one. Depending on how the reviews come back I may make more parts.

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harry potter- the woes of dumbledores army

Only you wriggled out of that one, didn’t you Potter?” Umbridge
cackled, advancing on Harry with her wand drawn. “Not today, though,
not now… Crucio!”
Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna all watched as their friend dropped
to the floor. Each held by a member of the Inquisitional Squad, they
were powerless to prevent the torture, but winced nonetheless upon
hearing their friend shriek in anguish. Both Weasleys were too overcome
with emotion to watch, and turned away as Harry writhed and spasmed
under the horrific pain.
At last finding her infliction sufficient, Umbridge lowered her
weapon and ceased the incantation, smiling with extreme satisfaction as
victory drew near. “Warrington, grab the boy!” she commanded wickedly,
stepping aside so the tall Slytherin could approach. “We are going to
see if Snape can somehow weasel the answer out of Potter here.”
The two began to move out of Dumbledore’s office, much to the
surprise of Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle. They had obviously been expecting
to be a part of this up until the end, and the expression of betrayal
on Malfoy’s face was exquisite.
“But what about *us*, Professor?” he asked shrilly, worry peaking
every syllable.
“Well…” Umbridge replied waveringly, halting at the top of the
spiral staircase as her charge continued to drag Harry down. “I suppose
my most trusted students *do* deserve a commendation for such a heroic
display of loyalty to the Ministry.” Then, with a devious smirk that
was immediately mirrored by Draco, she pulled her wand out and repaired
the recently-picked door.
“I trust that you’ll be finished by the time I return…” she
announced grimly before vanishing, sealing the eight teenagers inside.
***
Draco brightened up straight away at his good fortune, and trotted
over to Hermione without delay with the most evil grin on his face she
could ever recall.
“It’s about time you learned the proper role of a mudblood…” he
snickered, poking her middle with his wand and causing just the
distraction he was looking for. She reflexively drew back, restrained
by Goyle’s arms, and exposed herself below the waist. Without wasting a
second, Draco jabbed his hand forward into the cleft between her legs,
savoring the warmth emanating from her concealed womanhood.
At first stunned, Hermione let him fondle her genitals with
impunity. Once anger set in, however, she responded quickly and with a
fury that surprised even him. Though gagged, she spurted out what the
other could only assume were outraged muggle expletives while kicking
forward until her assailant withdrew.
“Now, really, Granger…” Draco answered mockingly. “I was going to
have my way with you first and be done with it. But now I’m afraid
you’ve made me… lose interest. Looks like we’ll have to orchestrate
something to get me nice and ready for that dirty mouth of yours!”
Hermione glared belligerently at him, but said nothing to risk him
changing his mind and violating her on the spot. Instead, she watched
as his eyes sized up both Luna and Ginny.
“I say you let the little redheaded tart do it first…” Bulstrode
interrupted with a snicker, pointing to Ron’s little sister.
“Why, yes!” Draco announced cheerfully, turning to his companion.
“You should tell *all* of them what we found out…”
“Of course!” the heavyset girl sang in tune with his derisive tone.
“See, on that first Hogsmeade weekend, I was supposed to follow her and
that Corner kid from Ravenclaw. And you know what I saw?”
“What?” Draco asked dramatically, not even noticing that Ginny’s
head was turned to the wall, hot embarrassment filling her face.
“They were… doing it!” Millicent shouted jovially, pointing at
the flushed Weasley girl. “In one of the inn rooms at the Hog’s Head!
When the big mess of you got turned down trying to order firewhisky, I
almost wet my knickers laughing, but as soon as the two of them came
back later I just had to investigate!”
Ginny was on the verge of tears now, not even attempting to deny
the story. Ron, on the other hand, had been transfixed by the tale up
until the pause. Now, he turned to his sister, thoroughly expecting to
see a defiant counter to what he assumed was a bald-faced lie. Her
crestfallen face, though, betrayed his confidence in a heartbeat.
“How could you?” he bellowed loudly, enraged with himself the
moment he spoke for losing control. Millicent only absorbed the
emotional outburst in stride, anteing up the narration.
“Oh, yeah!” Bulstrode continued, clearly enjoying it. “I climbed up
to the balcony to get a better look, and there she was! Lying on her
back like a slut while he did it with her!”
Tears began to drop from Ginny’s eyes as her secret was let out,
and even Hermione let her mouth drop open at the revelation of such a
private act. Neville, however, reacted in an entirely different fashion
than anyone one else expected.
“Make you randy, eh, Longbottom?” Draco snapped, leering at the
Gryffindor boy’s noticeable bulge. “Well, I guess if you want to fuck
her that much, you should go right ahead.”
Neville gave his longtime nemesis a curious look as his own urges
began to battle for control. On one hand, he had always had a crush on
Ginny and would have liked nothing more than to slam her silly. On the
other, he knew she would be diametrically opposed to such an idea,
especially under such circumstances.
Ron sensed his friend’s hesitation in courageously telling Malfoy
to piss off, and grew steadily angrier at the thought that he could
even be considering the offer. Finally after a few intense seconds, he
could take no more.
“Don’t you dare touch her…” the redhead boy warned both
teenagers, stepping forward and snarling just enough so that Crabbe
felt the need to pull him back by the neck.
“Come on, Longbottom…” Draco whispered suggestively, turning his
back on the elder Weasley. “This will probably be your only chance. Why
not go for it?”
Blinded by lust, Neville took a few steps towards Ginny, who had so
far been too busy crying to notice the others talking about her. His
eyes scanned her maroon-accented robes, wondering excitedly what her
exposed figure would look like. And, even with the subtly hidden snide
remark from Malfoy, he found himself nodding, silently thanking Draco
as a servient mongrel.
“Neville, stop!” she pleaded, picking up her head upon seeing him
approach. “Stay away!”
“I’m sorry Ginny…” he babbled, reaching to caress her chest
through the thick vestments. The young girl instantly recoiled at his
touch, spinning out of Crabbe’s grip with surprising speed. Malfoy’s
big brute had enough sense to reach out with an one arm, snatching a
corner of her robes while keeping a firm grip on Ron with the other.
Though the fiery redhead probably had enough momentum to barrel
down both Millicent and Draco, the sudden pulling sensation stopped her
dead still for a moment. She pushed ahead hard, yelping in surprise
when the tie about her waist inexplicably came loose. Horrified beyond
words, the shocked teenager wrapped her arms about her body as she fell
out of the robe, landing stomach-first on the stone floor wearing
nothing but her pink underwear and bra.
“Oh, Ginny…” Neville croaked, pouncing without a moment’s
hesitation. Kneeling down behind her, he lowered his partner’s homely
panties and undid his own garments in one fluid motion. Before the poor
girl had any idea what was going on, she was naked, and almost everyone
in the room could see the red tuft peeking out from below her upraised
bottom. Without further delay, he thrust his genitals forward,
miraculously finding the tight, fuzzy opening on first attempt.
Both Ron and his younger sibling stiffened up as she was
penetrated, each too absorbed in the gravity of the event to do
anything more. Had she actually been able to suffer a deflowering,
there would be no doubt that her brother would have lashed out and
fought to the death to protect her chastity. But, the tragic blow of
discovering his sister had already relinquished her maidenhead in a
meaningless fling with a mere crush seemed to have tempered his anger.
“So… warm…” the delirious Longbottom blithered, holding dearly
as Ginny unconsciously moved to her hands and knees in order to
counterbalance the force of his slamming shaft. She groaned as the
realization that not only was someone being intimate with her without
permission, but the most eclectic mix of her friends and enemies were
brazenly watching them go at it!
Neville erroneously took her vocalization for arousal, and allowed
a victorious chocolate-frog eating grin to spread across his face.
Ginny shrieked as his weight began to press further onto her back,
still too flustered to do anything more than grunt and wheeze in time
with their coupling. By the time his hands made their way to her
covered breasts, all the violated female could stand was to close her
eyes and let him have his way with her.
Ron was in as much of a daze as his sister, and in no position to
object anyway. Hermione, however, let out an audible gasp. Being far
from unendowed herself, the bushy-haired wizardress was still relieved
to find she had nothing to fear from her competition. The thoughts
flashed through her mind in an instant, almost unconsciously, once
again proving the wondrous complexity of her intellect. Even in such a
time of crisis, she was still adept at absorbing all useful data.
Ginny’s lover took a few seconds to master the clasp which kept her
twin mounds from view, but was finally successful after a particularly
deep lunge which left the fourth-year Gryffindor trembling. The pink
material fell away at once, releasing the teenager’s modest, but
beautiful orbs. Crabbe and Goyle in particular took a great deal of
interest in her now completely naked form, their eyes glazing over in a
manner that alerted Draco how perilously close he was to losing command
of the situation.
***
“Time to up the ante, eh?” he announced suddenly, voice proud and
meretricious enough to tear everyone’s attention away from the
debaucherous pair. Turning to his two goons, he halted for only a
moment to silently chastise himself for selecting clods so easily
distracted. “You two can break in the mudbood…”
Hermione had previously been complacent, but now the threat of
losing her purity flared up her most vile mood yet. “If you even think
about it…” she warned, trying instinctively to fetch a wand from her
robes. Goyle was too quick, however, pinning the limber student before
she could even remember that their weapons had already been
confiscated.
“Like I said…” Draco continued coolly, cupping the twin
protrusions in her robe while she turned away in disgust. “Show her a
good time, because *I* certainly won’t get that close to a half-breed.”
And, before Hermione could even get a word in edgewise, Goyle took
advantage of his boss’ liberty. Pinning his stunned hostage to the
wall, he opened wide and planted a very wet and messy kiss on her lips.
She attempted to fight back one last time, but Crabbe was already
nuzzling up from behind, his nose inhaling the scent off the nape of
her neck even as his thick hands began to caress her buttocks.
Realizing the bitter air of defeat, she gave herself up completely.
Draco watched the events unfolding with cautious interest, making
sure Ron was really too numb with arousal to make a move while he saw
to getting his own rocks off. In the short time it took him to cross
Dumbledore’s former office, his two cronies tore open and lowered
Hermione’s robes to the cold ground, leaving her clad in naught but an
irresistibly demure set of white undergarments.
Millicent allowed herself to step back for a moment, looking on at
her red-haired hostage with amusement. Just as he was about to slunk
down to the floor to console his anguish with the sight of his crush
getting violated in every hole, she whipped her wand out and planted it
painfully in his chest.
“Don’t think about trying any heroics…” she snapped coldly,
hiding behind a vaguely apprehensive smile. “We’re both going to watch
her get shagged, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
The elder Weasley stared back at her, dumbfounded until a growing
sensation of heat began to form in his crotch. He didn’t really think
she would dare to use any type of charm on Little Ron, but couldn’t
very well risk it, either. “Poor Hermione…” he mused silently.
***
“You’ll do nicely.” Draco announced as he came closer to Luna, who
had not even thought of escape since her warder had ambled off to
ravish another. And even though her time to participate was drawing
near, the dotty girl appeared to be more interested in Ginny’s swaying
body than anything else.
Malfoy’s eyes narrowed at being so ignored, so he brought his mouth
right to her ear. “I’m going to rail you so hard you won’t be able to
walk back up to Ravenclaw tower for a week!” he whispered delightfully,
drawing back to watch her expression.
“Okay…” Luna replied dreamily, at last turning attention to her
soon-to-be partner. Without even waiting for an invitation, she untied
her vestments and allowed them to drop, making clear she was one of the
few Hogwarts females who did not feel the need for an additional layer
of clothing over bare skin. The smarmy Slytherin was momentarily taken
aback by the display of such delightful features, and stood stupefied
long enough to fully take in her beauty.
Luna Lovegood was very attractively thin, and had obviously been
hiding a truly breathtaking body under her strange mannerisms. Her
apple-sized breasts were a bit larger than Ginny’s, but still unable to
compare with the way Hermione had filled out starting in third year.
However, the intoxicating manner in which her dirty-blonde hair
cascaded down in front framed each mound in an elegant golden flourish.
Down below, her vestal opening was just as amazing. The yellow
flower was neatly trimmed, leaving a mere tuft of fur above the
clitoris with the rest of her dainty furrow completely bare. A small
amount of wetness between her labia accented the scene, hinting that
while its addled master had not been paying attention to the erotic
setting, she was yet unconsciously responding to it.
“Here goes, then…” Draco broke in, addressing himself more so
than his nude mate as he rapidly undressed. Within a few seconds, his
cock had sprang out, looking rather menacing compared to Luna’s tiny
slit just a few centimeters away.
“Sure!” Luna said blithely, raiding a leg up in a dazzling display
of agility. “I can’t wait to see how it feels!”
Malfoy could only swoon at the thought of being her first
experience. Holding her leg graciously, he grabbed the wall and paused
only to let a wicked smile cross his face before shoving his dick
inside her moist tunnel.
The spry sorceress let out a small gasp of astonishment as her
cherry was taken, but nothing more while he slid in all the way to the
hilt. Instead, she focused not on the slight pain, but on the much more
pressing need of assimilating as much information on this forbidden act
as possible. Emboldened, she placed her hands atop Draco’s shoulders,
trying to push back against his thrusts in reciprocation.
“Daddy said I’d be sure to get a boyfriend if I dressed like
that…” Luna quipped aloud, smiling as her nipples began to harden
from the rapid contact with her lover’s chest.
Malfoy said nothing as he continued to fuck her frail form,
overwhelmed by the sensation of his member being enveloped in such
exquisite silk. He already knew he’d chosen the best pick of the lot,
and there would be *much* more to do once he was satisfied.
***
“Please…” Hermione groaned pathetically as her panties were
stripped away. “Don’t make me…”
“It’s too late now!” Crabbe chortled, undoing her bra and stuffing
it casually into a pocket. “You shouldn’t of crossed us…”
“No…” she pleaded, feeling the cool air begin to caress her
sizeable breasts. Goyle had bent down and parted her legs, peering with
undue interest at a sight not often beheld by students’ eyes — the
full, proud, pubic bush so common among muggle-borns. Intrigued, he
allowed his nose to sink into the floral cloud and inhale deeply the
scent of her honey. The enfeebled teenager cringed, but not nearly
enough to shake him off.
Instead, driven manic with lust, the hulking Slytherin stood up to
brandish an impressively large member. Hermione moaned as it began to
prod her vaginal lips, but offered no other resistance, knowing her
defilement was nigh. As the crown passed through her vice-like opening,
she shuddered, each tremble increasing in intensity as the shaft
invaded and stretched her vice-like hole. Finally completely within her
depths, Goyle looked down to his partner’s haggard face and smiled.
While Miss Granger had no maidenhead to impede his process, she had
been a virgin up until the massive phallus had bottomed out next to her
womb. Most of the Gryffindor girls had some way to tame their sexual
frustrations — most notably Lavender Brown’s recent crusade to cheer
Firenze up by staying after class and offering her loins to him. Padma
and Pavarti Patil were also well-known for sharing the same bed when no
boys were available to satisfy them. And, of course, there was Ginny
always offering her flesh up to older boys.
Hermione, however, was far too involved with her schoolwork and
constant mystery-solving with Harry and Ron to acquire a relationship.
As a direct result, she was by far the most frequent masturbator in the
entire house. Between lessons, she would sneak up to her room and climb
under the covers before rubbing herself to orgasmic glory. Her showers
in the Tower’s basement were always late in the morning, when there was
more privacy to give her intimate parts special attention.
Because of the incalculable intrusions her fingers had made into
the wet recess between her legs, (sometimes clutching a warm, vibrating
wand) the bushy-haired teenager had long since eroded away the symbol
of her chastity. Goyle had absolutely no idea of this, however, and
began pumping his frazzled mate with near-exhaustive vigor.
Trying to force his unwelcome penis out with her vaginal muscles
only served to increase the sensations, and eventually Hermione simply
fell limp, moaning each time her cervix was brushed by the bulbous
head. Her eyes fluttered closed to slits, and mind was nearly at the
point of unconsciousness to sit out the ravaging of her body when she
was rudely jerked back to cognizance by a sudden pressure on her butt.
“Oh, God… don’t!” she yelped loudly, but far too late. Her cry of
surprise served only to notify the room’s other members that Crabbe was
about to help himself to her rear passage. Hermione clenched her
sphincter tight, but was no match for the intruding brute. With an
exasperated grunt, she felt a second thick rod virtually split her
behind in two, sliding far inside her bowels.
***
Neville had wanted to bed Ginny Weasley ever since she had first
sidled up to his house’s table four years ago. That he had not only
been able to hold out so long for his first time, but also that she
still retained such a remarkably tight tunnel greatly surprised the
klutzy boy. All the same, he was not in any condition to hold out
forever, and the sight of his friend getting double-tapped just a short
distance away was too much to resist.
“Oh, man, Ginny…” he groaned, boldly giving not a whit of warning
that her slit was about to be inundated with creamy spunk. She had long
since stopped complaining about what was going on, and actually seemed
to be enjoying it somewhat now. Her skin was glistening with a fresh
coat of sweat even in such a damp setting, and the tiny nubs capping
her boobs were flushed and hard. Neville could almost swear her hips
were beginning to roll with him in time with each wheezing pant as her
nether opening opened and closed to welcome his pulsating erection.
He felt sorry to leave her hanging by exploding so soon, but it
couldn’t be helped. With an exhilarative shout, he grabbed his girl
even closer, squeezing the delicate, hanging bumps as he erupted in her
now-sopping pussy. Ginny seemed to quickly realize that she was being
inseminated for the first time ever, and started softly sobbing as each
load splashed gleefully inside her uterus.
As the wizardring world distrusted any muggle-made prophylactics,
the youngest Weasley had always been careful to instruct her lovers to
pull out at the crucial moment, willingly tolerating a helping of
greasy sperm in her pubes if it meant not studying for O.W.Ls next year
with a child growing inside her belly. Now, Ginny could feel nature’s
fire burning within, and a last regret that she had not even been able
to get off herself.
Exhausted and distressed, the slender witch fell back down on the
floor, taking great, heaving breaths as Neville continued to pump her
sopping box with his cock acting as an excellent stopper to ensure not
a drop of cum escaped her snatch. In a last-ditch effort to make up for
the egregious assault he’d just committed, Longbottom turned her over
once he finished ejaculating, not wishing to befoul her seraphic
genitals by allowing them to rest on the dirty ground.
Ginny willingly opened her mouth to receive his tongue just as his
softening member once again found its home in her twat. Soon, their
oral cavities were a mess of mingled saliva as fluids and flesh were
swapped in each other’s mouth. Becoming more and more turned on with
each passing second, the budding female threw her final worries to the
wind, allowing a gentle hand to make way down to her starving vee.
Even as Neville continued to thrust his flaccid prick into Ginny’s
gooey opening, the horny sorceress started frigging her clit right in
front of him, desperately seeking the orgasm which had just eluded her.
In her agitated state, coupled with the finesse of a practiced touch
and Neville’s vain attempts at more sex, the nerve endings in her
exposed privates lit up instantly. Engulfed in climactic halo, she
amorously grabbed his head and pressed it to her bosom, tears of
happiness streaming down both cheeks from the satisfaction.
***
“Aaaah, this is nice, Draco!” Luna soughed delightedly as the
Slytherin male continued to assail her with rough intercourse. The
sound of their privates slapping together was blatantly clear to all
present, even the two groggy teens who had just gotten their own rocks
off. Malfoy was more than a little bit concerned with Miss Lovegood’s
apparent stamina. He had been poking her dainty for close to ten
minutes, and she showed no sign of being close to the knee-buckler he
had expected from such a passion-deprived magician.
She was still graciously receiving every inch of his penis, even
though he would have forced it up her inviting hole were she kicking
and screaming in protest. Unable to see the conjoining of their organs,
Draco knew that her pink lips must have already turned a good shade of
crimson from the relentless pummeling he was inflicting. The thought of
marking his conquest so thoroughly, both inside and out, was enough to
give him a further boost of strength if only to dominate this foolish
Ravenclaw girl. He was determined to make her come first.
Contrary to everything he had so far strove for in this little
escapade — degrading the little upstarts who thought to even try and
resist Lord Voldemort’s increasing influence, Draco began to stimulate
Luna in every conceivable way possible. His hands, formerly devoted to
pinning the lithe female to the wall and keep her accepting his dick,
now moved down. One started tracing figure-eights across her chest, the
other feeling up the side of her slim rear end.
Luna took kindly to the additional attention straight away,
grinning broadly as all of her sacred areas were deliciously probed and
caressed. She responded instantly, blushing and breaking out in a coat
of perspiration to better facilitate their sliding forms. Draco almost
found himself moving in to kiss her, but stopped before she realized
it, and instead placed his mouth close by her ear.
“You’re fucking terrific…” he snarled in a fragile whisper. “I’m
going to bang you whenever I want now… won’t stand to share a piece
of arse like this with the rest of the commoners!”
“Ooh, a boyfriend!” she replied excitedly, resting her head on his
neck in a touching display of affection. “I knew listening to daddy
would mean good things…”
***
While Luna and Draco held out, Hermione was still being shafted,
both literally and figuratively. She was in the air now, supported only
by the two throbbing pistons of flesh that were alternately engorging
each of her unused orifices. “Uhhhnnn…” she moaned woozily, Goyle
pumping her quim so fast that both her thighs and pubic mound were
thoroughly drenched with love juices. “It’s so… *much*!”
Each of her captors took particular pride in the remark, knowing
they were well-hung enough to cause females from the other Hogwarts
houses to scamper away with a protective hand over their vaginas. Not
only that, but they were currently responsible for catapulting Harry
Potter’s squeeze into the adult sexual world. Thus invigorated, the two
began to pump their frail prize even harder.
A long, drawn-out sigh of approval signified that Miss Granger was
finally seeing another side to the intimate act. As Crabbe repeatedly
slammed his crotch into her butt, Goyle had to adjust stroke to
compensate for the additional force, finally directing his slick pole
to rub against Hermione’s previously forgotten clitoris.
“No… not there…!” she thought hurriedly, abashed at feeling
excited from what began as an assault. “If he does that, I’ll…”
She never got the chance to wonder what would have happened had he
brought her to orgasm, for no sooner did the notion cross her mind than
Goyle grunted hard, spraying her innards with his seed. Caught totally
off-guard, the spurts of warmth barely registered in her consciousness
until the climax was over, the selfish Syltherin sliding out with a
felicitous smirk.
Hermione had a good mind to tell him off for so rudely refusing her
even the courtesy of pulling out, but Crabbe had other ideas. Before
she could even speak, or think of covering up the sticky mess seeping
from her womb, he turned her to the wall and pushed forward with all
his might, pinning her there while his own dick pulsed and spasmed
mightily.
With barely enough time to put her hands up and brace herself, the
defiled student could only squirm as more hot cream entered her body,
this time well inside her rear. She tried tightening her worn muscles
against the white flow, but it was to no avail. The spunk continued to
pour into her backside, Crabbe gleefully pounding her ass as he came.
Exiting her depths without fanfare, the Slytherin male simply
panted in exasperation, covering up and joining his comrade a few feet
away. Hermione staggered, acutely aware everyone could see the cum
leaking from both holes. Too frazzled to actually do anything about it,
though, she slunk to the floor, sweaty and panting.
She immediately noticed Ron staring at her exposed privates, and
gave a flattered smile at the realization that he really enjoyed
looking at her body. Emboldened by what had just happened to her, and
fondly recalling the fleeting moment when she thought he might bring
her to a carnal explosion, Hermione allowed her legs to fall open,
revealing the warm, inviting gash that she wanted him to have. She gave
a gentle giggle as she did, giddy from the multitudinous sexual sights
and sounds surrounding her.
Having so far been left out of the afternoon’s proceedings, Ron
started off directly towards his bushy-haired crush with a glaze of
lust in his eyes. It pained him a bit to have watched the despoiling,
but this would be his chance to make her right again with the tender,
loving pace of someone she cared for. He was determined to bring her
the gratification she so deserved.
Millicent Bulstrode would have none of that, however. She had been
waiting for just this moment, and fancied nothing greater than bursting
in on the scene just as the two lovers began contemplating taking
matters into their own hands. As Weasley made the first step, she
pulled on the hood of his robes and stopped him dead in his tracks.
Surprised, Ron turned about, only to notice the bulky woman wasn’t
staring at him, but Hermione!
She seemed pleased patient to wait until the Gryffindor female
finally looked up at her, then let a smile of exquisite cruelty escape
from her lips. Granger looked up quizzically, and cold horror swept
over her face at what Ron’s captor wanted. Bulstrode calmly pointed her
wand once at Hermione, then again at her own crotch, licking her lips
in an acute display of lust.
***
Aghast, Hermione watched as the large Slytherin directed her prey
to undress her so that she, too, could enjoy the same liberties her
comrades were taking. Both females had their gazes fixed on poor Ron
when a sudden rasp of passion flowed from Luna’s lips.
The blonde teenager threw her head back, eyes closed to near-slits
as orgasm rippled through every inch of her loins. Foolishly amorous
towards the boy who very well would have raped her had she not been so
willing, Luna hugged her lover even harder, shuddering as each of his
thrusts made her vaginal tunnel quiver with rapture. Those that were
looking (even Crabbe and Goyle managed to glance over exhaustedly)
couldn’t help noticing the Ravenclaw girl’s sudden explosion,
especially the profuse leaking from her reddened slit.
Draco let loose a victorious grunt and then began fucking Miss
Lovegood with all his energy, slamming the petite girl so hard her wet
buttocks made slapping sounds against the chambers’ stone walls.
Although he was trying not to get too emotional and let his guard down,
the titillating brushing of Luna’s pert nipples against his chest was
becoming increasingly more difficult to ignore. Throwing caution to the
wind, he pulled her close to his body as the first spurts of semen
rippled up his cock.
“Oh my…” she moaned breathlessly, resting her head on his neck.
“It’s so *warm*, Draco!”
“Yeah, that’s it…” Malfoy snarled, returning to his former self
the moment his partner became all lovey-dovey again. “Take it all!”
Whipping a hand between their grinding bodies, he grasped hold of one
of the blonde’s sweaty breasts and squeezed hard, bewildered to find
Luna erupt in a pleasurable cry instead of painful retreat as he had
expected.
Although not at all displeased in the act, Harry’s nemesis was more
than a little taken aback by how easygoing she had been with the whole
thing, and wanted very much to finish up as soon as possible. Slamming
her delicate quim with a few more vicious thrusts, Draco sneered as he
pulled out of her, leaving the poor adolescent gasping in midair for
someone to cuddle with. Even as her sopping hole poured out mixed male
and female juices, the svelte teenager reached out for her lover one
final time as she dropped slowly to the ground.
Luna found herself more tired than she could ever imagine as the
slick cylinder sloshed out of her dainty passage. In the wake of such a
spectacular orgasm, her entire body seemed spent and worn — even her
lungs ached from screaming so hard. As slumber took her, Malfoy knelt
down and spread the passed-out teenager’s legs wide open so that any
voyeurs could see proof of his defiling. It was quite a sight to see a
pussy leaking his cum that had been pristine only a short while ago,
even if it didn’t belong the prissy mudblood.
“Not bad at all…” Draco remarked slyly, standing up to stuff his
wilted member back inside his robes. He knew Luna was a little dotty,
but even *she* was ladylike enough to be a little embarrassed upon
waking up and realizing a whole bunch of people had enjoyed a long look
up her slimy cooze. With that fond thought, he turned around, anxious
to watch Weasley’s humiliation.
***
He had expected to see Millicent enthusiastically riding Ron, her
generous bulk oppressively slamming onto his prone form, but what
instead greeted his eyes was an oddly curious display of frazzled lust.
Bulstrode was seated against the wall, cloak and legs open gaily to
reveal a furry snatch that he would think about stooping to shag only
after consuming an unhealthy amount of butterbeer. Hermione was flat on
her belly right there, lapping at the hairy box with grudging volition.
Draco managed to stifle a chuckle at his companion’s secret desire,
and was, in fact, quite enjoying watching Granger degrade herself. Her
bushy hair bobbed up and down frantically as its master went to work,
drawing her tongue up and down the wet crack and occasionally stabbing
deep within for a taste of Millicent’s pink insides. Hermione tried to
conceal her expression of utter contempt for this act, but did not
manage to fool the watching Malfoy, which served to only humiliate her
further. This was far worse than giving a blowjob — which she had no
doubt she would be performing ere the end of the ordeal, but the ease
in which her inexperienced ministrations gratified the plump student
was certainly disturbing.
Laughing jovially, the sly blonde male began watching with intense
interest, making Hermione’s heart race as her mind pondered what he was
planning on doing to her. Her tongue began moving in an uncontrolled
frenzy, furiously thrusting inside Bulstrode’s pussy and eliciting
screams of delight from the rotund lesbian. Just out of the corner of
her eye, however, she noticed Draco’s gaze shifting from her face back
towards her exposed rear. It was mortifying to have no choice but to
let him look at her cum-streaked ass, but the only way out seemed to be
bringing Millicent off as quickly as possible.
Suddenly, Hermione discovered what had caught her onlooker’s
attention. With a gentle “Sorry, ‘Mione…” she felt a hard shaft once
again sheath itself in her dainty front passage, sliding in with little
effort thanks to the copious amount of man-lubricant already deposited
there. She arched her back and groaned, trying to pull away for only a
second before realizing it was Ron’s voice and humbly submitting.
“I’m sorry it had to be like this…” she thought lamentably,
gritting her teeth and closing her eyes to ride out the filling
pressure that was repeatedly entering and exiting her feminine chamber.
Bulstrode did not allow this long, and once realizing her sapphic lover
had been stolen away by a man immediately grabbed the back of her
mate’s head and stuffed it back between her legs. She couldn’t care
less if the two Gryffindors went at it the rest of the day, as long as
she got her own in the very near future.
Thinking along the same lines, Hermione went all out. Propping
herself on hands and knees to provide Ron a better angle for
lovemaking, she positioned her delicate fingers near the gaping quim in
front of her, preparing to take care of Millicent once and for all. As
the large girl moaned from reintroduction of the fleshy probe, her
erogenous soughs reached new peaks when a small army of tender digits
began to massage and stimulate every inch of her vagina.
Hermione lashed out at the other female’s crotch with vicious
energy, fingertips gliding across Millicent’s fat vulva and gooey hole.
When the sizeable woman started to tremble and quake with approaching
orgasm, she seized the jugular and began flicking the clitoris with
careless ease, receiving instant feedback in the form of an acute,
boisterous yelp of pleasure.
Only a few seconds later, the brunette discovered another of her
homosexual partner’s secrets. Bulstrode came hard, her sopping gash
squirting upwards into the surprised bookworm’s face. Determined to
complete her task, however, Hermione endured, continuing to lick and
poke until Millicent was but a quivering, satiated mass against the
wall. Her face and frizzy locks were completely drenched in scented
juices, but such concerns were already fading quickly away. She became
aware of the cock still jabbing her fertile womb, and finally allowed
herself to smile.
Ron had been vividly watching his girlfriend performing oral sex,
trying not to blow his was before she could at least feel something.
Now that Millicent was safely out of commission, he could go for broke.
Without any regard for the victimized girl’s ravaged passage, which
only too recently had been stretched wide by Goyle’s sizeable member,
he plunged into Hermione at nearly double the pace, slapping his thighs
against her behind loud enough to send her careening into a world of
bliss as her womanhood was properly stimulated for the first time.
Already their delirious intercourse was going noticed…
***
Ginny had been lying motionless for some time now, the sweat on her
body cooling most uncomfortably. She dared not attract attention to
herself, though, or risk getting screwed again by one of the three
Slytherins who would simply love to have their way with a young
redhead. Lolling her head to the side under Neville, who had thankfully
passed out soon after filling her up with cum, she watched her brother
lose his virginity, and couldn’t help but feel a twang of happiness at
the sight of the two lovebirds finally get together.
Her peace turned out to be short-lived, however. Crabbe and Goyle
roused at the sound of Hermione getting stuffed once again, quickly
peering around for a unoccupied maiden. Ginny and Luna were in close
proximity, and the only available candidates. With a audible gulp,
Virginia Weasley caught them approaching her and let out a weak sigh of
utter defeat.
Crabbe became her next mate, rolling Neville off with nary a bit of
effort. She guessed he was still dreaming about what had just
transpired, and really couldn’t blame him. It wasn’t his fault that
they were made to couple, and he *had* really enjoyed her most gracious
gift. Ginny would really have rather Longbottom crammed her twat again
than this ugly brute, but knew it was not meant to be.
He dragged her over to Dumbledore’s desk, depositing the naked
teenager at its base like a cord of firewood. Then, accompanied by
Goyle’s eagerness, the two rapidly cleared the table of the
Headmaster’s assorted odds and trinkets. Now with ample space to fuck
the two young women silly, the pair bent both Luna and Weasley over the
edge on opposite sides, feeling up their proud butts as the two
adolescents came face to face.
“Hi!” Lovegood proclaimed cheerfully, still looking a little tired.
Ginny was more haggard and worn than her comrade but still astonished
at the brunette’s nonchalant attitude, as if unaware there was a boy
with a very large penis behind her about to ram his shaft home in her
dripping box. “Well…” she continued thoughtfully. “I’ve never even
thought about it until now, but *we* might as well enjoy ourselves.”
And, before Ron’s sister could even father a response to the odd
statement, she found herself unconsciously parting her mouth to tango
with Luna’s tongue, swallowed in a daze of confusion as she made out
with the Ravenclaw female. Finally understanding what was going on,
Ginny made a motion to draw away, but Crabbe was holding her fast.
“Oh, come on…” Luna insisted, pressing her lips once again to
Miss Weasley’s. “They’re starting…”
Sure enough, Ginny immediately felt something hard and strong
pressing into the cleft that none had dared yet enter. She had
foolishly assumed that he would want a go at her used, but still
extremely inviting snatch, and was greatly alarmed to discover her
folly. As Crabbe hammered his dick inside her ass with just his own
seminal lubricant, she could only grip the sides of the wooden support
in earnest and hope to ride out this new abasement. In a desperate
attempt to draw her mind away from the anal pounding, the limber
fourth-year leaned forward as far as she could, this time thrusting her
own tongue into Luna’s oral cavity.
***
Ron was dimly aware someone was buggering his little sister, but
the warm vice gripping his prick was more than enough distraction to
keep the knowledge out of his mind. Hermione was reveling in the feel
of a loving cock in her slick hole, actually meeting his thrusts as he
slammed forward with all possible force.
Lost in feeling for the girl he’d long been infatuated with, the
redhead leaned forward, holding her legs open wider so he could see his
thick pole come into contact with her warm mound. She seemed to like
the amorous gesture very much, cooing most delightedly. Spurred on, Ron
started to kiss the nape of her neck as he continued to make love,
letting one hand drift around his partner’s body to cup the magnificent
breasts that had been the subject of his wet dreams since first
arriving at Hogwarts.
Hermione purred as he expressed his love for her, then even louder
as her nipples were excited by the unsophisticated adolescent’s
fumbling hands. Already her body was afire with gratification, and she
knew it would be difficulty to hold out much longer.
“I can’t… much longer…” Ron groaned, pausing for a second
before resuming the intimate dance.
“It’s all right, Ron…” Hermione returned gently, cheeks red and
flushed from the beaming expression on her face.
The male Gryffindor let out a sputtering grunt, and then proceeded
to spasm wildly, driving her easily to the brink of eruption. She let
out a rasp of passion as well, panting as her feminine tunnel gripped
his manhood firmly to coax the life-giving seed out. The two tensed
dramatically, Ron embracing his girl securely as his last bit of
strength gave out. With another virile utterance, he nestled himself in
as deeply as he pleased, jerking uncontrollably as his balls emptied a
load of spunk.
Hermione shrieked jubilantly as she came, feeling the familiar
sensation of her own flooding wetness along with the uniquely new one
she had only discovered that day — hot, greasy, ropes of sperm
shooting into her previously virginal uterus. The flames in her crotch
eventually died down as their pace slowed, and she managed to keep her
wobbly knees locked long enough to ensure that Ron was finished before
collapsing to the stone floor, gasping sharply as the loving rod was
pulled out of her quim.
“A splendid show, Granger!” Draco cheered sarcastically from his
new perch atop Dumbledore’s chair. “Almost makes me really want to
leave you alone this time. But, I think I’ll imbibe anyway… just for
old times’ sake…” Grinning deviously, he pulled a flap of his
garments aside, revealing a fresh erection for her to take care of.
As she rose to fellate Malfoy, Ron reached over and caressed her
smooth thighs, murmuring a groggy profanity.
“Don’t worry…” the cherubic female offered back in a whisper,
bending down and giving him a long, loving smooch. “After today, you’ll
be the only one who can have me…”
***
Ginny was still dealing with a man penetrating her most unfamiliar
area, though, and such luxuries as hope seemed a long way off. She
couldn’t help clenching her buttocks together as Crabbe helped himself
to her anal passage, knowing that it was only serving to enhance his
pleasure. Still heatedly making out with Luna, the youthful teen was
only somewhat aware of the pummeling going on behind her.
Lovegood, on the other hand, seemed to have adopted a strangely
blas?ttitude towards an unwelcome stranger having dirty sex with her.
Having watched as Draco took her cherry, Ginny was reasonably sure that
Luna was as chaste back there as she was, and was at a loss to explain
her friend’s blithe unconcern.
“You’re really good at this…” the golden-haired young lady
commented warmly, ceasing the tongue-dueling with Ginny to peck her
quickly on the lips. “Maybe we can… you know, get together… when
this is all over…”
Shocked by the girl’s candor, Ginny at once realized what she was
doing, and that there was a world outside of the Slytherins’
debaucherous gang-rape that she would eventually have to return to.
Abashed, she quickly drew back from her puzzled mate and folded her
arms across her chest to conceal her boobs, content to simply endure
the rest of the intercourse.
“Maybe I came on too hard…” Luna pondered idly, holding the sides
of the table as Ginny had done before to steady herself. Her thoughts
were cut short just as crisply, however, as Goyle started to fuck her
extra hard, making a plethora of manly noises as he shot the
youngster’s bowels full of semen. “Oooh… there it goes!” she
announced, not missing a beat.
“Uhhh… what?” the embarrassed redhead asked quizzically,
stiffening right afterwards as Crabbe slammed all the way in, nearly
driving the hilt through worn sphincter. Finished as well, he slid out
of her anus and grabbed his tool in a zealous fashion, energetically
stroking himself over Ginny’s doubled-over form. Thankful that he was
at least refraining from spoiling her innards, she let her head sink to
the ground so Luna couldn’t catch the expression of utter revulsion.
Decorating her backside with white goo, the hulking male blasted
his hot cream all over Ginny’s flesh. Most landed wetly on her bottom,
but a few arced upwards high enough to splatter innocently on her back
and shoulders. Sensing the greasy fluid seeping into her skin caused a
shudder of disgust to ripple through the teenager’s battered frame.
Exhausted, she leaned to the side and sunk towards the floor, hearing a
similar thud as Luna joined her a moment afterwards.
“Here, let me clean you up…” the Ravenclaw witch offered, and the
youngest Weasley could already hear her crawling over…
***
“You know what to do, mudblood…” Draco cackled, clutching a tuft
of Hermione’s hair just as she knelt down in front of him. Annoyed, but
far from hurt, she simply accepted the treatment, opening wide to allow
his stiffness to pass between her succulent lips. Malfoy moaned
uncharacteristically as his shaft was caressed by the defiled girl,
catching himself only after she had already taken most of the meat
inside her mouth. More angry at himself than anything for losing
command of the situation, he pulled her head even further onto his
cock, grunting as the head plunger even deeper.
Hermione struggled at first to prevent him from fucking her throat,
but just as soon acquiesced. He was much stronger than she was, of
course, and also had a wand held ready in one hand. With great
reluctance, the shy girl relaxed her gullet and let him proceed, nearly
choking just to oblige the long cylinder. Thus affirmed of control,
Draco yanked her thick mane violently, shoving his tool inside hard
enough to force the shapely Gryffindor’s cheeks to bulge outwards in
weak protest.
“I knew you’d be good at this…” he snarled, back to his old self
upon seeing Hermione’s muffled pleas for him to ease back. He did
nothing of the sort, however, instead continuing to feed her his wicked
instrument and cast his gaze around the room to try and find more ways
of rejuvenating the orgy. All three of his henchmen appeared to be too
depleted to participate any longer, but Luna and Ginny appeared to have
discovered something between the two of them that was rather
titillating.
The brunette’s request to cleanse her redheaded friend’s privates
had apparently gone uncontested, for the lithe sorceress had thrown
aside all pretenses of resisting the charms of another woman. Ginny was
sitting astride Luna, gleefully pressing her sparse muff against a most
pleasurable of surfaces. Miss Lovegood was darting her tiny tongue all
along her mate’s erogenous zones, seemingly content to merely bring
pleasure to another while her own girlhood went unfulfilled. With a
shout and shudder, Molly Weasley’s only daughter let her eyes flutter
closed, mouth open in ecstasy as she poured sweet honey out all over
her first female lover.
“Good show, Ginny!” Malfoy snickered with obvious glee towards the
mayhem his little scheme had set into motion. “Now, go make that pretty
mouth of yours useful and suck your brother off…”
The crimson-haired teenager gaped in horror at his suggestion, the
afterglow of her orgasm quickly souring. Turning to him, she spat back
a look of explicit incredulity. Draco said nothing at first, and simply
drew Hermione’s hair away from the side of her face to Ginny could see
a good deal of the lewd union. “Do it, or you’ll be next…”
Quickly chastened by the thought of giving head to the domineering
tyrant, she immediately obeyed and sped over to where Ron lay, her
pussy dripping sensually the entire trip. “I hope he doesn’t get any
ideas…” she wondered, taking only a moment to lay on her stomach
between her brother’s legs before slurping on his flaccid spike.
“Ginny… don’t…” the logy male broke in quickly, stirring at
once upon realizing there was a willing female at his crotch and the
perfumed scent below could only have come from one person. “Don’t
listen to him…”
“Oh, hush!” she snapped back, consuming his entire length for a
second before pulling away, watching in satisfaction as it grew
substantially from the treatment and tasting just a hint of the
feminine musk that she had come to know from Luna’s body. “If I have to
do it, it might as well be with you!”
Groaning in resignation, Ron allowed his little sibling to suckle
his manhood, resisting the urge to force her head down as Draco had
done to increase the building ecstasy. His reward for letting Ginny
take her time and adjust to performing the intimate act was an even
greater pleasure than Malfoy could hope to coerce from an unwilling
Hermione.
“Wow, he’s big…” she thought to herself, keeping one hand wrapped
firmly around the base to keep him from moving as she went down on his
mighty staff. “It’s more than Michael’s!” Ginny had taken care of her
old boyfriend orally for some time before letting him screw her, and
was experienced enough to know what to do. The coating of warm sperm
and Hermione’s wetness took some getting used to, as she had never
offered to let the Corner boy finish in her mouth, but Ron’s larger
size in comparison to her last fling was even more surprising!
“You’ve been holding out on me…” she whispered seductively,
taking only a quick break to give him a loving top-to-bottom lick. He
breathed in precipitously, and almost went to chastise her again for
enjoying this act, forbidden above all that had took place over the
course of the day, but the angelic baby blue eyes staring back at him
stilled his voice. With a satisfying murmur, Ginny kissed the head of
his prick and resumed her skilled ministrations.
Meanwhile, Malfoy was more or less primed to erupt from the extreme
friction of Hermione’s pharynx exciting his bulging member. She was
still emitting dampened sobs as he rammed her esophagus, but luckily
had not long left to endure. Just as her eyes began to bulge from the
effort it was taking to respire, Draco grimaced and wrapped a second
arm around her neck.
A voluminous load of semen began to deluge Miss Granger’s throat,
and she furiously made an effort to swallow it all as he held his cock
firmly inside her. When Hermione started to show signs of choking,
though, he yanked his spasming peter out. Precisely when she thought
the ordeal was over at last, the evil Slytherin impelled on her one
last abasement, smearing white goo all over her face before letting her
slide away.
“Can’t even swallow proper!” he teased relentlessly, squeezing his
shaft to let the last bits of cum splash onto her hair. “You could
learn a lesson from those two!”
Indeed, Ginny Weasley was putting on an excellent demonstration, at
least for those alert enough to be watching. She continued to bob her
head up and down, all the while oblivious to the thoughts racing
through her brother’s head.
“Uhh… I can’t… resist…” Ron gulped, caressing his familial
partner’s maroon locks. Ginny beamed as she kept on going, anticipating
the imminent influx of hot spunk about burst out. That merest gesture
sent Ron over the brink instantly, forcing him to shoot wads of greasy
cum down his sister’s willing throat. She complied as best as she
could, pulling away and continuing to whack his bulging shaft when the
white cream proved too much to handle. The remainder of her brother’s
seed splashed harmlessly on her lips and cheeks, glistening for only a
moment before the eager redhead licked it off herself.
“You were… the best, Ginny…” Ron panted, rubbing her chest
affectionately as she curled on top of him. He was just pondering if
she would let him fuck her to return the favor when the familiar sound
of an alohamora spell being incanted informed the room’s occupants that
the revelry was finally over.
***
“It seems I’ve underestimated you, Malfoy…” Professor Umbridge
drawled, stepping over the threshold into Dumbledore’s former office.
Draco instantly stood up and re-tied his robes, worried that he’d let
the shenanigans get out of hand by participating in them himself. One
of his hands was still firmly gripping a wand, though, and the elder
woman was satisfied in his mastery of the situation.
“For once, you have bought me enough time alone with Mister Potter
and learn the whereabouts of Sirius Black.” she continued, trying very
hard to hide how pleased she was with herself. “Though I must say that
he was quite resistant to my own sorcery. I had to draw upon the aid of
another one of your lot, who was thankfully very susceptible to
suggestion…”
Umbridge stepped aside of the doorway, and allowed both of her
charges to saunter in. Both looked completely stoned, although Harry
radiated a queer sense of strength even through the drugged haze. Cho
Chang, however, couldn’t keep from constantly smiling and pawing at
him. She was clearly out of her gourd, and every slightest movement
allowed her cloak to sway open to reveal the source of her bubbly
demeanor.
The oriental girl was completely nude under that first layer of
clothing, and a thin dribble of semen was dripping down each of her
thighs. Harry’s stuporous expression now made perfect sense to Ron and
Hermione, who were both saddened that he had betrayed the Order for
sex, even if it was under duress.
“Well, I see you’ve made *constructive* use of your time…”
Umbridge went on with a hint of a snicker. “I assume Snape has seen to
teaching you how to obliviate, correct?”
“Yes, Professor!” Draco chimed in, furiously motioning behind him
for his three cohorts to rise and look important. “I’ll make sure
everything is taken care of.”
“Excellent.” she replied dryly. “There is a lot of work to be done
today. And oh…” she trained off, suddenly turning her nose at
something in the air. “Please do something about the smell in here.
It’s a bit… unprofessional for a Grand Inquisitor, don’t you think?”

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My Family #8

My Family #8
I knew that Dad would be home tomorrow and had the whole week-end off. He and I were going to pick up a Christmas tree and the whole family would decorate it. As soon as I had fucked Ester real good making her climax several times and faking mine. I put her under a hypnotic sleep and told her she would go to bed by 10:30 because she was really tired and would sleep until 7 AM. We sat around after dinner and watched T.V. At 10:30 Ester said she was tired and went to bed. Mom and I pretended to watch television for another half hour and turned it off at 11:00.
I took Moms hand and lead her to her bedroom. We stood at the foot of the bed and I removed Moms robe and gown. My eyes took in her beautiful body with her nice firm tits that tilted down slightly and staring at my chest. As I placed my hands on those gorgeous tits I thought, I have to be the luckiest guy in the world. She stood there letting me massage her breast and manipulate her nipples as we looked at each other. A tear ran down her cheek as she reached out and took me in her arms and whisper, “Why is it so wrong for a mother to want to have her son inside her. You have made me want your cock in me every waking moment? God help me but I love you so.”
I moved her backward so that she was forced to sit on the bed where I spread her legs and got onto my knees. I pulled her puffy cunt lips apart and lowered my head to her vagina. I slid my tongue up and down that opening and smelled her fragrance that tasted like mint. I could feel her abdomen rise and fall against my forehead as my tongue penetrated her wet hole. In and then up went my tongue, tickling and circling her clit. I could feel her pussy lips try to tighten around my tongue as it entered inside her. When my tongue in- circled her clit her Ass would come up slightly and her body would quiver as she climaxed.
I inserted two fingers into her vagina and began to finger fuck her as my thumb rubbed her clit. She began to moan, “Oh god Eric, what you do to MEEEEEEEEEE, and she came again. I found her hard “G” spot and began to rub across it as my fingers went in and out of her hot wet hole. ”Oh my god Eric, that is soooooo, oh shit baby yesssss I’m going to, Oh shit yesss my god iiiEEEEEEEEEE, ahhhhhh” she screamed, and a flood of water- cum came pouring out of her cunt like she was a squirt gun. Her Ass reared up at the same time as her hands grabbed my head and forced my face tight into her pussy. Her juices flooded my face and mouth running down my chest and soaking the end of the bed. She collapsed and it took her almost ten minutes to come down. I lifted her and placed her up on the bed so that her head rested on the pillow. I placed myself between her legs and inserted my cock into her pussy. I began to suck and knead her nipples. I did not try to fuck her; I just laid there on top of her with my fully erect cock deep inside her belly and waited for her. I kept sucking and kneading her wonderful breasts until her legs began to stir restlessly. I then began to move very slowly in and out of her for a very long time.
I could feel her have several small climaxes as I fucked her. I increased my speed and she threw her legs up and around my waist placing her heels on the small of my back. Faster and faster I went. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me tight as she began to work her Ass in unison to my strokes. I was soon fucking her as fast and as hard as my Ass could pump my cock in and out of her. I could only hear her muffled grunts each time she came. When I felt that urge begin to fill my balls I pulled her legs high over her head and plunged my cock like a jack hammer in and out of her hungry hole. As I began to erupt I grabbed her Ass cheeks and pulled her pussy tight into me and came deep into her love cavity.
We collapsed into each others arms and laid there kissing one another with our tongues deep inside each others mouth until we fell asleep. I didn’t know what time it was but I woke up with mother on her knees straddling me and my cock deep inside her Ass. I just laid there and enjoyed it. I looked at the cock and it was 3:30am. She fucked me like that for over an hour before I finally came. When I did I herd my Mother groan. She slid up my chest and kissed me and she said, “That felt so good honey, I have never been able to cum when your father has had sex in my Ass. But for some reason I cum almost as much when you’re in my rectum as when you’re in my vagina. I told her that it was more natural to say Butt hole or Ass than rectum and to call her vagina a pussy, cunt or twat. I set the clock for 6:30 so that I could get back to bed before Ester woke up.
Dad got home about 8:10 and Mom fixed a nice breakfast. When Mom sat down next to me I reached over between her legs and rubbed her pussy. She grabbed my hand and pushed it away and gave me a scowling look. After breakfast Mom and Esther left to go see about a dog. Dad and I went and picked out a 7’ tree and later Ester, Mom and I decorated it. Dad supervised us. Ester was real excited when she got home. She had decided on a German Shepard and she could pick him up the day before Christmas. She said he was eighteen months old. That night as I was going to bed I heard Dad fucking Mom and I got a little jealous so I went into Ester’s room and gave her a real long fucking. She wanted me to sleep with her so she could tell me all about her dog she was going to call King. I told her I was tired and went to bed. She came to my room about 6am and gave me a blow job before I fucked her again.
Sunday the whole family went shopping for Xmas gifts. My Aunt Jenny had given me $200 for helping her all summer. I bought Mom and Ester each a nice scarf and Dad a hunting knife like the one I lost of his on our last hunting trip. I bought Aunt Jenny two cheap dog collars because the one’s her dogs were worn out. Just before Xmas I got my Aunt and Ester each a 7” dildo at the local porn shops. I told them later that I did it so they could think of me when I wasn’t available. Dad told us at dinner that he had until January 2nd off. I thought OH shit I won’t be able to make love to Mom for 8 days.
That night after hearing my dad fucking Mom again I was pretty dejected. Ester wanted to know what was wrong when she came to my room. I said nothing. She tried to cheer
me up by giving me a nice blow job and later she sat on me and fucked me until I came. After she went back to bed I laid there remembering Moms soft velvet pussy hole and how she would clamp down on my cock milking my sperm from me. Suddenly to my surprise I started thinking about Sally and her beautiful breasts and perfect camel toe. I fell asleep dreaming of her sitting on my face.
Monday at school just after second period, I met Miss. Widner my History teacher from last semester in the hallway. When she looked at me her face began to flush all the way down her neck into her cleavage showing above her dress top. I remembered the command I had given her about her becoming hot between her legs and her pussy getting wet from excitement each time we faced each other. I hadn’t fucked her all summer and only twice since coming back to school.
She stammered, “Err, Eric remember the social is this Friday and were counting on you to perform your hypnosis act. Can you come to my room after sixth period drama class is meeting and I want you to pick some people for the stage?” I thought, Oh shit I had forgotten about that, what with all that had happened recently. I told her I would come to her class as I noticed that while standing there she kept rubbing her knees back and forth and it made me smile knowing my command was working in her subconscious. She hurriedly went into the ladies room to masturbate as I had instructed her.
I had lunch with Sally and she asked me if I would walk home with her after school? I told her about having to go to Miss. Widner’s drama class and couldn’t. She told me that she was in the drama class and would see me there. She gave me a big smile just as her boy friend Jerry walked up and told me to get lost. Sally jumped up and told him she could talk to anyone she wanted to and if he didn’t like it he could get lost. He stomped off and said, “Fuck you Sally, were through. After he left she said, “He made it easy, I’ve been trying to think of a way to break up with him. And she reached over and squeezed my hand.
That afternoon when I arrived at Miss Widner’s class I pulled the curtains closed and dimmed the lights. There were 23 students in the class, fourteen girls including Sally and Fran who I had used at the last social and nine boys. I told them what I was about to do and that no one could make them do anything they didn’t want to I lied. I said if there was anyone who didn’t want to be hypnotized could leave. Three of the boys and two girls left leaving six boys and twelve girls. I told them to relax and listen only to my voice and to go to sleep a deep, deep sleep. They were soon all under including Miss Widner. I told Miss Widner she would hear nothing of whatever I told the class but would only remember that everything went well.
One of the girls was rather fat and pimply faced with hardly any tits and two were so skinny with no tits or Ass’s. I would use them on the stage but the other nine were very fuck-able. I gave each of the nine the same command so that whenever I said teddy bear they would go into a deep sleep and obey my commands. Two of the girls were still virgins by the name of Patty and Faun. Faun was an American Indian who I found intriguing. She had a very round but rather flat face with big almond shaped eyes. Her nose was somewhat flat and she had a very tiny mouth. In her way she was rather attractive but she always wore dress’s that buttoned to just under her chin so it was hard to tell what her figure was like. Patty was very plain looking with dishwater hair but with a large set of knockers. Fran who was the other gal that had been on the stage with Sally had only fucked her present boy friend. The other six were Billie, Barbara, Ginger, Peggy Ann, Tracie and Sally.
I had brought a recorder with me and I told each of the nine that I was their gynecologist and they were in his office needing an examination as well as to answer question about their sexual activity. The Boy’s names were John, Dave, Frank, Robert, Peter and Bob. I gave each of them the command big bear putting them in a deep sleep. I also put the two skinny gals and the fat girl girls back into a deep sleep
I led Faun to the back of the room told her to remove her cloths for her examination which she did. Her tits were different, they were cone shaped and her nipples and areola were as one. I kneaded her breasts pretending I was looking for lumps. I had her spread her legs and I attempted to shove a finger up her vagina. Damn but she was tight, I could just barely get one finger all the way in. Her pussy was beginning to get a little wet from my playing with her tits. I pushed my finger hard up her twat and I felt her hymen. I finger fucked her for a couple of minutes until I made her climax then I had her dress and took her back to her seat.
I did the same to all the other girls but Sally who I had already seen. The girls told me how many boys they had fucked. Sally (2) including me; Billie (2); Barbara (2); Ginger (2); Peggy Ann (3) and Tracie who had fucked six included a girl when she was at summer camp at the age of 13 as well as her brother a senior and on the football team. It also turned out that Tracie in her confession told me she was fucking Frank. I decided to have some fun and walked over to the door and locked it.
I told everyone accept Tracie and Frank to go into a deep sleep. They would hear and see nothing. I told Frank to take Tracie and fuck her on the desk that they were all alone. What a show. Tracie lifted her dress and pulled her panties down. John lifted her sweater and shoved her bra above her tits. She had nice firm breasts about the size of grapefruits with tiny nipples small areolas and a shaved pussy. When John dropped his jeans and underwear I could see his cock was about the same as mine but skinnier. He shoved his cock into her pussy and started fucking her as fast as he could. It took him about a minute and a half to cum. You could tell she had not gotten much out of it. I whispered to John to go back and sit down and he would remember nothing except my commands.
I told Tracie that Frank was going to fuck her again and to turn around. I bent her over
the table an inserted my cock into her wet pussy. I fucked her hard for about ten minutes making her climax twice and as she came the second time I grabbed her hips and pulled her tight against me burying my cock deep and shot a load of cum into her tight hole. When I was finished draining my balls I had her suck my cock and lick the remaining cum off. I commanded Frank to come back and eat her pussy until there was no cum left in her cunt because I didn’t want any signs when I woke the group up. I had her dress and sit next to John. Before I brought the class out of there hypnotic state I told Miss. Widner that deep down in her subconscious she wanted to make love to me. That she knew she could get into trouble but her desire was stronger and she was to ask me to help her take her things out to the car. When I touched her she would not be able to resist and would respond to my touch.
I then told everyone including Miss Widner that they would remember nothing but would always respond to my command. I snapped my fingers and everyone came awake and began talking like nothing had transpired. As they were walking out the door I saw Tracie reach between her legs and then gave John a strange look. I smiled. I started to leave after everyone else had left when Miss Widner ask me if I could help her carry some of her things to her car in about 15 minutes. I said I would be happy to.
I went to the rest room and washed my cock off with soap and water and then helped Miss Widner carry her things to the car. She always parked a block away from the school. I put all the stuff in the trunk and asked her if she would drop me off at my house. We got in the car and as she was looking in her purse for her keys I reached over and slid my hand between her legs. Before she could close her legs I forced my hand up to her crotch and began rubbing her pussy. She Stammered, “Eric, whaaa what are you doing” I pulled her side ways and down on the front seat. I kneeled on the floor boards and slid her panties to the side inserting two gingers into her vagina and began finger fucking her.
“Please Eric stop it. You shouldn’t be doing this I’m your teacher.” Miss Widner, you are the sexiest women I know. I know you have wanted to fuck me but didn’t know how to tell me. I kissed her before she could say another word. By now my fingers had gotten her pussy sopping wet. She struggled for only an instant before she responded to my kiss. She threw her arms around my neck and french kissed me back.
I then spun her around so her ass was on the edge of the seat. I raised her legs high so they were on my shoulders and pulled her panties off. I dropped my jeans and underwear to my knees and inserted my cock into her wet hot fuck hole remembering how tight she was the first time I had fucked her under hypnosis. I pulled her dress off her shoulders and shoved her bra up to her neck. As I pounded that pussy with my cock I bent down and took her nipple into my mouth and began to suck like a mad man. I rammed her
Cunt hole for about twelve minutes when I felt my balls were ready to explode. I forced her legs even higher until her ankles were forced against the back cushion as I bored down deep into her cunt and let go my sperm deep inside her. She shouted, “Oh dam Eric I’m IEEEEEEEEEEEEOHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.
It took her almost five minutes to come down off that last climax. I took her into the back seat and we kissed and I fondled her tits until I got hard again. I fucked her for a long time before coming again. She told me that she shouldn’t have allowed that to happen but since it had she did not regret it. She was not sure how she was going to handle our situation. I told her not to worry that I would never tell anyone and I would be discreet about fucking her. She drove me home and parked a few doors up the street. We kissed and I told her she had better put her tits back in place. She looked down at her tits that were sticking out of her dress and we both laughed.
Just before she left she asked me, “Eric did you hypnotize me so you could have intercourse with me?” I looked at her and said wide eyed, how could you think I could do such a thing? and grinned. “I thought you said you couldn’t make us do anything we didn’t want to do,” she said. Well technically I can’t, I told her. “So what you are telling me is that I subconsciously wanted you to make love to me. I guess I told her. How many times have we already done it and have you ever done this to any of the girls you have hypnotized?” No you’re the first, I lied. We had sex five or six times last semester and twice this semester. She just shook her head.
“I hope you will never use that power to seduce unsuspecting girls. I’m beginning to wonder if I should let you perform Friday? You needn’t worry it’s just that you are so fucking sexy that you give me a hard on every time I’m around you. Speaking of hard ons and I looked down at my dick was slowly coming to attention. “No way Eric, I’m worn out. Now out of the car and go home. I will see you tomorrow.”
I thought, Oh well, Ester is going to want me to fuck her so I better save this for her.
There was a note on the kitchen table telling me my dinner was in the oven. It was still warm so I ate it and on my way to my room I could hear Mom & Dad were at it again and I felt a twinge of envy. I showered and when I got to my room Ester was there waiting.
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My life #7

My life Chapter 7
Well the fourth of July was here and I could hardly wait for everyone to arrive. Bobby helped Dad get the BBQ ready and I helped Mom set up the picnic tables we rented for the day. We had done a lot of the preparations the day before, like the potato and macaroni salads. I had put on a short sun dress and decided to forgo my underwear. When I was bent over the table placing some of the condiments on it Bobby slipped his hand between my legs and tickled my clit, I jumped a foot and we both giggled.
My Aunt Maureen showed up about 10AM with her son Nathan. John her oldest was away at college on the East coast. I had told Carla and Carl to come about noon with their mother. My other Aunt Terry said she would be there by 12:30 with her kids Peter and Barbara. The oldest Teddy was married and living in Florida. I didn’t know when my Uncle Paulie would arrive but I was looking forward to fucking him.
About 11:00 I noticed that my Aunt Maureen and Bobby had disappeared. Her son was helping Dad in the yard so I snuck down to his room. I opened his door quietly just as Bobby was removing his cock from my Aunts ass. Her ass hole was wide open and dripping Bobby’s cum. He turned her over and inserted four fingers into her cunt and began to finger fuck her. Within several strokes he had his whole hand inside her pussy and was fisting her. He was jack hammering her pussy as fast as he could move his arm.
My Aunt was moaning “Oh Bobby you really know what I like, Ahhhhh Yessssssss” she whispered as she climaxed. My pussy was dripping from watching them.
I thought, what the hell I think I will join them. I climbed up on the bed straddling my Aunt’s head. I squatted down until I felt her lips and tongue enter my pussy. She said “That looks delicious as she immediately began licking and sucking my clit. Every minute or so she would lift me off her face and rear her ass as she had another climax from Bobby’s fisting. She made me cum three times before she said “Enough, I can’t handle any more right now.” I looked at Bobby and he winked at me as I got off my Aunts face. I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up.
My Aunt Terry showed up just before noon with two of her kids, Peter and Barbara. I was surprised how well Barbara had filled out. She was 4’11” and weighed about 98lbs. I guest that her breast size was about a 32a cup which was pretty good size for a gal who hadn’t quite hit thirteen. I wondered how Terry and her kids were going to fit in to my scheme of one big orgy.
Carla, Carl and their mother Carlota arrived ten minutes later. My Uncle Paulie finally arrived just before one. Dad started putting the hamburgers & hot dogs on the BBQ while my Aunts Maureen and Terry and Terry’s son Peter were playing bad mitten against Bobby, Carlota and Terry’s daughter Barbara. I watched for a short time and then decided to go help Mom in the kitchen. Uncle Paulie was supervising my Dads cooking with a beer.
I walked into the kitchen and was not at all surprised seeing Carl with Mom bent over the kitchen table and fucking her. I said my god Carl, every time I turn around you are fucking Mom. He said, “Holly your Mom has the best pussy I have ever had.” I gave him my best pout face look and said even better than mine. He gave me a big grin and said, “Well equal to your anyway.” Just then my Uncle Paulie walked in. I said, hey Uncle Paulie come here and fuck me, I got horny watching Carl fuck Mom. I pulled my dress up and bent over the other end of the table. I took my Uncle about thirty seconds to drop his pants & shorts. He had gotten a quick hard on seeing Carl’s cock pounding into his sister-in-law.
Uncle Paulie shoved that eight and a half inch pole of his up into my already dripping cunt. It amazed me that my little pussy could take such a big cock. My pussy lips locked down on that massive piece of meat and he fucked me real good. He made me cum several times before I felt his hot seaman shoot up into my pussy cavity. Carl was fucking Mom again because his cock had stayed hard after he came. Mom was grunting and moaning as well as sweating profusely. Uncle Paulie turned me around and proceeded to lick and suck my pussy. He sucked as much of our cum as he could get out of my throbbing pussy making me cum two more times.
Dad hollered, “SOUPS ON,” so everyone went into the yard and grabbed a plate. We had baked beans, potato salad, and of course the traditional hamburgers and hot dogs. I did notice the looks Carlota and my Uncle Paulie were giving each other while we ate. Carla had her foot in Dads crotch and was rubbing his cock which had sprung to life.
I said OH Shit as I looked over at where Bobby was sitting. Bobby had his hand between young Barbara’s legs. She had a hold of his hand with her two hands trying to stop him. She was either to scared or polite to say anything. My Aunt Maureen had her hand between Peters leg and was massaging his cock. His eyes were as big as saucers. I looked back over at Bobby and Barbara. She had let go of his hand and was gripping the table with both hands, her eyes were closed as I watched him finger fucking our young cousin.
I said, Shit, my pussy is dripping from watching all the action going on around the table. Mom and Aunt Terry were talking to each other and the only other person not involved was my cousin Nathan. Oh well I thought, maybe I can get a little action from him. I walked around the table and whispered in his ear and said follow me I wanted to show him something. He followed me to my bedroom and I told him to sit on the bed. I walked over to my closet and pretended to look for something. I bent way over so he would have a perfect view of my ass and pussy. I kind of wiggled my ass and spread my legs as I continued to pretend to be looking for something. I stood up and said almost to myself, now where did I put it. I turned around and looked at his crotch and sure enough he had a hard on.
I looked at him and said you were looking up my dress weren’t you. “No, I wwwaasn’t looking up your dress he stammered. I walked over to him and grabbed his cock and said then why do you have a hard on. His eyes were big as saucers and couldn’t say anything he was so scared. I smiled and asked him do you like my ass? He began to stammer again and told me yes he did like my ass. Well did you like looking at my pussy too? I asked. He couldn’t say anything at first, and then he blurted out “yes I really liked looking at your ass and pussy.” I asked him if he had ever fucked a girl and he shook his head no. So all you have ever done is jack you’re self off. He turned bright red and said “well I finger fucked a girl at school once. I grinned and said how would you like to fuck me?
His mouth flew open and he just starred at me for the longest moment and then stammered, “Oh yes Holly I have wanted to fuck you for as long as I can remember.”
Well don’t just sit there, get your cloths off, I said. Off came his sandals, then his shorts and underpants. He flung his T-shirt against the wall and started to stand up. I pushed him back on the bed and told him to lay still. I looked at his very stiff cock. It was not yet fully matured and was only about five and a half inches. I wondered if I would get much out of it after having my Uncles eight and a half inch cock in me earlier.
I bent down and took it in my mouth and began to suck. I had only moved my lips up and down his shaft a dozen times when his cock erupted and sent his sperm into my mouth and down my throat. It came with such force that I choked a little. “I’m so sorry Holly I just couldn’t help myself.” That’s OK I told Nathan, it happens to the best of them sometimes. I noticed his hard on wasn’t going down so I straddled him and slid my pussy down onto his cock. When I had him in as far as he could go I leaned forward and started moving my pussy up and down his shaft. By leaning forward I could position his cock so it would rub across my clit. I fucked him for about two minutes before I felt him erupt again into my hot cunt.
His cock still didn’t go down and I thought this is one sex starved kid. I reached down and coated my ass with my pussy juices and slipped his cock up into my bun hole. He slid in rather easily and I started riding that cock again. He felt good in my ass and this time he lasted awhile, maybe eight minutes. He finally went down after he came for the third time. I told him to get dressed and to return to the BBQ party.
When I went into the kitchen Uncle Paulie had Mom bent over the table and was fucking her doggy style, just like Carl had. I was still wondering what to do about Aunt Terry when she walked into the kitchen from the back yard. “CHRIST PAUL YOUR FUCKING YOUR BROTHERS WIFE” SHE SCREAMED.” My Dad walked in and took in the scene. I thought; Oh shit what is he going to do? To my surprise he took both his hands and pulled Aunt Terry’s shorts and underpants down. He grabbed her around the waist and forced her to the other end of the table. He forced her legs apart and shoved his big cock right up her pussy. “No, you can’t do this, my daughter will see us.” She was more afraid of getting caught than being fucked. Dad just kept plunging his cock in and out of her pussy. In no time she was shoving her ass back into him, she was moaning and grunting like an animal. What a sight, there was my dad and his brother dog fucking my Mom and her sister. The sounds they were making as they were cumming was comical.
I decided it was time to get my own pussy taken care of. I looked out the window to see who was out there. Carl was fucking his Mother Carlota on the swing. She had her legs wrapped tightly around his waist and he was driving his cock hard into her. Neither Nathan, Barbara nor Bobby was any where in sight. I decided to find Bobby and let my brother fuck me. I was walking down the hall as Bobby came out of his bedroom. I looked in and Peter was fucking his sister. I started to say something but Bobby put his finger to my lips and shut the door.
What the hell is that all about I asked Bobby? He said, “Peter caught me fucking his sister and told her he was going to tell his Mom if Barbara didn’t let him fuck her.
Well I’ll be, give the kid and inch and he took two miles. By the way remember my concern about how we were going to handle Aunt Terry? Well it took care of itself. Dad is fucking her over the kitchen table as we speak. She caught Uncle Paulie fucking Mom and before she could make a fuss Dad grabbed her and shoved her over the table and began dog fucking her, she loves it.
I said, Bobby I need a good fucking, are you up to it? He grinned, “Let me eat your pussy first while I get some energy back.” That sounds fair I said. We went to my room and when his tongue slipped into my pussy I was so ready. He ate my pussy for close to half an hour. I was cumming like a fountain when he plunged his cock into my hot flaming cunt. When he came deep inside me we collapsed on the bed and just laid there for about an hour.
The rest of the day and until every one left the following night all I did was fuck and eat pussy. I only slept three hours the whole time. I could hardly walk Monday morning.
Here is a resume for the rest of the day and thru the next until everyone went home Sunday night about one AM. Who fucked me and how many times in parentheses.
I got fucked by my Father (2), my Uncle (2), my Brother (3), my Cousin Nathan (5, and three were in my ass), he couldn’t seem to get enough of my pussy and ass, Carl (2), Peter (6, two of those were in the ass) The only break I got was when I would sneak off with either Carla, her Mother or my Mother and eat each others pussy, cleaning each other of all the cum we had collected.
EPILOGH
Over time I found out about what all the others had done besides fucking me.
Dad had fucked both my Aunts (1ea) Carla (3) Carlota (2) and Mom (1). He almost had a heart attack from taking to much Viagra.
Uncle Paulie fucked Carlota (4), her daughter Carla (2), Mom (3), Aunt Terry (2) and
My Aunt Maureen (2), both times in the ass.
My Brother fucked Mom (3), Carlota (3), Carla (2), Aunt Maureen (1 in the ass), Aunt Terry (2), and Barbara (4).
Carl fucked his Mother (4), his sister (2), my mother (4), Barbara (4), and Aunt Terry (1).
Nathan fucked his sister (4) and his mother (7), after catching his mother fucking Uncle Paulie), Carla (2). He tried to fuck Carlota, my Mom and My Aunt Terry but they wouldn’t because he was too young and neither would his Mother because he was her son.
A year and a half later I dropped by to see my cousins. They lived within a mile of each other. Dad had bought me a car so I was able to get around. At Peters house when I asked him how things were going he grinned and said “Just great. I fuck Mom and my sister almost every day, Barbara in the morning before school, and Mom at night. I now sleep with Mom. I have been keeping tract he told me. He said he has fucked his Mom 539 times and his sister 312. I said where do you get the energy? He said, “I drink a lot of milk and eat plenty of yogurt every day. Mom feeds me steaks and I take a lot of vitamins.
Peter said, “You look hot, how about letting me fuck you again.” You took the words right out of my mouth but you have to eat my pussy first, it’s been almost a day and a half since I had a tongue in there. When he dropped his pants and shorts I noticed he had grown some. He also had learned how to eat pussy well, He sucked and played with my clit until I cried, Peter stop I need your cock. He also had learned control, because he lasted almost a half hour before he came. He made me cum six times before he was thru.
When I got to Nathan’s I was one well satisfied female. I asked Nathan the same question, how he was getting along with his Mother since the party. He said, “You won’t believe this but when we came home Mom was rather drunk and went to bed. She was snoring so loud she woke me up. When I went to her bedroom I found her flat on her back and her mouth wide open. I remember you sucking that boy Carl’s cock and the look on his face.”
“I climbed on Mom’s chest and stuck my pecker in her open mouth. She immediately began sucking. She made me cum, choking a little but swallowing all of it. She turned over on her side so I crawled in bed with her. I still had a hard on so I fucked her in the ass. Holly I fucked her three more time in the ass before she woke up with my dick still in her. She told me I shouldn’t be doing that because she was my mother but she didn’t stop me that last time. I have been fucking her almost every day, mostly in the ass because her pussy is so big. I fist fuck her all the time too. Holly do you know I can put my fist and half my arm up Moms cunt. She really enjoys my fisting her.”
I thought, wow he has really grown up. He said, “Holly you were the first one I ever fucked. I want to fuck you forever or whenever we get together, OK.” I said Nathan it’s time to stop talking. We went into his bedroom and when he dropped his pants I was shocked to see how big his cock had grown in a year and a half. He was close to seven inches and as big around as my wrist. He was even bigger than Peter or Bobby.
My cunt became instantly wet. That supposedly well satisfied girl was now craving after his beautiful cock. As he slid into me I closed my eyes and felt the head slide down my pussy walls. I felt every inch of him and before he had pumped me a dozen times I came. He had really matured and because he lasted almost twelve minutes before he filled my hot love hole with his sperm I came at least a half dozen times. We talked awhile and when he got hard again he fucked me in the ass. I had graduated from a five inch cock to being able to take my Uncle Paul’s eight inches.
THE END
EPILOGUE
It has been ten years since that great 4th of July orgy. The family and friends have experienced 4ths since on a smaller scale but never quite like that one.
My Uncle Paul Married Carlota and they have two kids a boy & girl with one on the way. They don’t participate with the rest of the family like they use too. Once in awhile I’ll get to fuck my Uncle if I happen to visit them.
Carla got pregnant soon after that 4th and Bobby married her. They now have three kids, two girls and a boy. About once a month I stop by there house and we have a threesome.
Peter got his sister and his Mother pregnant. His sister had a baby girl and his Mother had twin boys. They all still live together according to Barbara. Peter still fuck’s them almost every day. She says he still keeps count. His diary shows he has fucked his Mom 3,558 times, and Barbara said he has fucked her 3,109 times over the last ten years. But she is catching up fast. This last year Barbara said Peter has been fucking her twice as much as her Mom.
Nathan still lives at home enjoying his Mothers ass. He said she sucks his cock a lot since it got bigger. I go over there about once a month and let Nathan fuck me with that nice seven inch cock.
Carl moved in to our house and fucks Mom at least four times a week. He also fucks me an equal amount. Dad has slowed quite a bit and only fucks me once or twice a week. He still stretches my pussy to the fullest and some times I can hardly walk after one of his marathon fucks. Mom and I still enjoy eating each others pussy, especially after we have been fucked.
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Sweet Little Step Sister

I grew up in a split family and my dad had several girl friends over the years before he married his current wife Denise. When I was 14 my dad lived with a woman with two daughters for about a year. I visited my dad on alternating weekends and holidays. The two daughters, who I will refer to as step sisters just to make it easy were Tina and Jessica. Tina, who was three years older than I, was incredibly hot. She was about 5’5”, had long black hair and an incredible body. Her ass was firm but a little wider at the bottom than the top and she had perfect C cup tits that stood up. She would walk around the house in a tee shirt and panties all the time and I’m sure she knew it made me hard. I’m also sure she enjoyed teasing me. Jessica, the younger step sister was about 5’2” and had lighter brown hair. Jessica had smaller tits, probably just because she was a little chubby. If she had been skinnier I doubt she would have had any to speak of at all.
Tina was very sexually active; she would talk all the time about fucking her boyfriend and would answer any question I asked in graphic detail. Again, I’m sure she enjoyed the fact that I would have given my left ball to fuck her and I’m sure it was obvious. Tina and I occasionally wrestled playfully and she would grunt and moan when we were wrestling, also allowing me to pin her frequently ending up in a missionary position. Jessica would never join in any of our play but was always watching or hanging around. As time went by I started to have some play time with Jessica, but only when Tina was out of the house. I think she was copying her older sister’s behavior. I was enamored with Tina, but when not available Jessica was a decent substitute. The dynamic was very different though as Tina was always in charge when we played around but when I played with Jessica I got to be the boss.
One night around Christmas our parents left to go to a company holiday party and left the three of us at home. Five minutes after our parents had closed the garage door Tina announced she was leaving for a party of her own. I was following her around the house like a puppy dog and followed her into her room where she started to change clothes and she did not say a thing. She took off her shirt and jeans and was wearing only bra and panties. Her bra was a dark red lace push up bra and made her tits look unbelievable. They overflowed the top of her bra slightly to the point they bulged. Her panties were mostly white plain cotton panties with some kind of floral design on them. Her panties crept up the crack of her ass and most of her cheeks were showing. She opened a drawer and pulled out a pair that matched her red lace bra. She turned around and smiled at me and told me to close my eyes. I closed them for about a second but just couldn’t keep them closed, I had to look. She had already pulled her panties off and was just about to step into the new pair when she looked at me. I couldn’t see anything but a full mound of curly black hair but I was not about to close my eyes again. She put her hands in front of her pussy and told me to get out of her room. I apologized to her but wasn’t about to leave, I just sat there on her bed looking at her unable to move. I don’t think I had ever been that hard before or for that matter since. She told me to get out again but this time didn’t seem angry about it, she was almost laughing. She then said “fine” and dropped her hands and put on her panties. She put on some different jeans and a sweater and then walked out of her room and said, “I hope you enjoyed the show”
Tina walked out the front door and hopped into her car and left for the party. At that point my hard on was almost painful and I really needed to relieve myself. I went straight for my room but Jessica followed me in. I was irritated for a second but then instantly went from thinking about jacking off to the thought of Tina’s furry mound to wondering if I could get Jessica to fuck me. Jessica was already in a long pullover night gown and as I took a closer look at her I could see the outline of her nipples and my mind was made up, I was going to fuck her, I had to fuck her.
I sat down on my bed and asked her what she wanted to do now that we were by ourselves. She told me that she didn’t care. I said we should get drunk because everyone else was tonight. She giggled nervously and said “I don’t know, I don’t think we should.” I told her it would be fun and not to worry. We went into the family kitchen and I made two glasses of fruit punch and vodka. Her glass had a lot more vodka. We sat down in the family room and turned on the TV. We watched a few shows and went threw another drink before I told her that I knew where my dad kept some porno’s. She seemed into it now and said yes. I rushed into my dad’s room and pulled open the drawer where he kept his gun and porno collection. I put in the tape with the raunchiest sounding title and we sat back to watch.
I was still hard as a rock from Tina but during the first few minutes of the video I started to rub my cock through my pants. Jessica looked over at me but I pretended not to notice. She adjusted herself on the couch several times, I’m not sure if she was getting horny or uncomfortable from the situation. I noticed her looking down at my hand rubbing my hard cock and I asked her if she would rub my cock for me. She said no, she didn’t think it was a good idea. She seemed nervous. I don’t really know why, but I said that if she rubbed my cock I would rub her tits, almost like I didn’t want to rub her tits. I was shocked when she said OK. She moved her hand over and very lightly rubbed my cock through my jeans with two fingers for about one minute. I could barely feel it. She pulled back and squared her shoulders to me to indicate it was now my turn. I cupped her small breast in my right hand and began to rub it gently. I had never felt up any girl before and was taking it all in. I don’t know what I was expecting but it was softer and heavier than I had imagined. I then cupped her other breast in my other hand and rubbed a little harder, playing with her nipples through her night gown for several minutes.
I stood up and pulled her up by her hand and walked into my bedroom, she resisted but I told her it was just in case anyone came home. As she started to sit down on my bed I put my hand on her thigh and slid it up under her night gown. She sat down and the bottom of her night gown was now up around her waist with my hand cupping her soft breast. As I played with it for another few minutes she put her head back and was enjoying it. I pulled her night gown up with my other hand and started to suck on her other nipple. It was puffy and pink and I sucked it softly. I then pulled back and told her it was her turn again. She reached down and rubbed my cock through my jeans again, but with her whole hand this time. I stood up and said no, I told her she needed to suck my cock like I just sucked her tits. She pulled back and said no but I just pulled my jeans and underwear off and within a few seconds my cock was throbbing right in front of her face. She pushed back and I realized she was not going to go through with this, but I pushed her back onto the bed and got right on top of her and put my cock back in front of her mouth. I told her to please just try it for just a minute, and then we could be done. She said that she was going to tell her mom and tried to push me off. I told her that no one would believe her, that she let me suck her tits but she didn’t want to go all the way. Finally I just grabbed her face and pushed my cock in her mouth. I felt her hot, wet tongue on the head of my cock and nearly shot my load right then but instead pushed it in further until the feeling of her teeth scraping against the side of my cock started to hurt.
I pulled back and grabbed her panties and ripped them off her, she squirmed and tried to get away but I just grabbed her legs at the knee and pushed them wide open. I got in between her legs and rubbed my cock against her slit. She had a little hair but was almost bald. Her chubby mound was wet as I pushed her legs back and slid my cock back and forth until it seemed to pop into her pussy. I leaned in and pushed my throbbing cock into her very tight pussy a little at a time as it was so tight I could not get it all in at once. I pulled in and out as she cried and tried to wiggle away until I was fully in her. She looked away and stopped wriggling as I pushed in and out faster and faster. I grabbed a handful of hair with my right hand and pulled her head back as I pushed myself into her harder and harder. Just as I was about to come I slipped out and shot my load across her chubby tummy. I laid down on top of her and kissed her and said I was sorry. I was very surprised when she seemed to accept my apology. I wiped her off with the shirt I had been wearing and pulled her might gown back down. I put away the porno and drinks and she was sitting on the couch. After I had cleaned up I sat back down with her and kissed her again and took a breast in my hand and she was receptive. She even reached down and rubbed my cock through my pants. We continued this for the next hour or so until Tina came back. I never did get to fuck Tina, but Jessica and I fucked every time we were left alone until our parents broke up about six months later. I have not seen her since.

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Naughty Stephanie Chapter 8

Chapter Eight: ———————————————————
One evening Stevie was on her way to meet her girlfriends for a movie. She was already late, but as she hurried down the stairs and out through the living room her father grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
She winced a little as he crushed her up against him. His right hand slid down her back onto her ass and squeezed it hard as his left hand pulled her head back.
“Dadddeeee,” she protested. Stevie’s words were quickly muffled as his lips pressed against hers and his tongue shot into her mouth.
His lips rubbed wetly against hers as his fingers kneaded her ass cheeks through her tight jeans. He pulled back and swung her around, pressing her belly against the table as he looked down at her rounded ass cheeks.
“Mmmmmmm, Stevie, you got the nicest, roundest little ass I’ve ever seen,” he sighed. Jack had always loved fucking teenage girls, and was glad he hadn’t had to quit just because he got older.
His hand came down and squeezed her ass, his fingers sliding in between her thighs and cupping her cunt and ass from underneath.
“Daddy, everyone’s expecting me.”
“So you’ll be a little late,” he said. He reached around her and undid her jeans, then grabbed the waistband and jerked them down over her round ass, pulling her panties with them. He forced them down to her knees and bent her forward over the table.
His hand squeezed and caressed her bare ass meat as he sighed in appreciation.
“What’ll it be, honey, down the cunt or up the ass?”
“In my cunt, Daddy,” she sighed.
“You got it, baby.”
Stevie heard his jeans zipping open and a few seconds later his fat cockhead pressed against her pussy lips.
“Let me get my jeans off so I can spread my legs more,” she moaned.
“I like it tight, baby, and tight as you are I like it even tighter.”
She winced a little as his cockhead slowly forced its way down into her tight cunt tube. Her fuck hole quickly bloated out by his massively thick organ, and she tried to spread her legs as much as she could, straining at the tight fabric of her clutching jeans.
His hands dug into her hips as he drove his cock deeper and deeper into her belly. Stevie closed her eyes and shuddered in heat, aroused, despite her desire to quickly end it and be gone to the mall. Jack’s long cock slid deep inside her, and Stevie felt his cockknob touching that part of her that few others ever reached.
His hands slid under her and cupped her tits, then ripped her shirt open and fastened around her thinly clad melons. He quickly pulled the round orbs out of their protective wrapping, jerking her bra down under them, then his hands held the soft bare flesh and his fingers kneaded and pinched them.
He began to slowly work his cock up and down inside her belly, grunting in pleasure as her cunt squeezed down hard on his boner. His cock felt like it was made of steel, like it was a big, solid mass of stone inside her abdomen, and as it began to pump up and down her cunt sizzled with pleasure.
Stevie couldn’t help it. She was annoyed and impatient to be off, but her cunt had a mind of its own. Maybe, she thought, it was like her father told her before, when he first busted her cherry. He told her that teenage girls needed to be rode hard and often, that they needed to be properly fucked every day to keep them happy.
He said boys her age just didn’t know how to do it right, and that the job should be done by an adult. It was one of his favorite sayings lately, that it was a real crime against nature for a pretty teenage girl not to be fucked a lot. He hated the very idea of a virgin girl.
So every day without fail now he’d set both his daughters down on all fours and just ride them down into the ground. His big thick cock would pump their teenaged pussies into a juicy burning froth, his hard muscled hips would pound into their buttocks, and he would rut into them until they screamed in ecstasy.
Of course some days one or the other got it more than once, like today. Jack honestly believed he fucked the hell out of them for their own good, but he sure liked it too. Stephanie was a source of ready cunt for him and he sure made good use of it.
She could have told him that she got lots of cock from her brothers, but she doubted that would stop him from sliding his own cock up her cunt every day.
There she was bent over the table, clutching the opposite side as her father drilled her with his fat fuck pole. Her cunt was burning and steaming and juicing furiously, and her tits were crackling like an electrical current was cutting through them.
Stevie kept trying to shimmy her legs so the jeans would slide down but they were too tight. His hands were mashing and twisting her round titties and lifting her up off the table top. Stevie propped herself up on her elbows with a sigh of resignation, and waited for him to finish, hoping it was just a simple quickly.
His fat tool was really skewering her. Her cunt lips were straining around it, and aching with glorious tension as his organ slid in and out.
The front door slammed and Paige came in. She looked at the two with raised eyebrows.
“Dad, I thought you were going to Mike’s game?”
“L…L.. later,” he gasped.
“Oh. You gonna be at the mall, Stevie?” she asked, passing by the other side of the table.
“In a, uh, few, uh, uh, minutes,” she gasped.
“Hey! Daddy, you should shove it up her asshole. She was saying just the other day how much she loved it when you fucked her ass.”
“Oh yeah'” he growled.
Stevie glared furiously as Paige grinned back and sashayed down the hall to the kitchen. Jack pulled his fat prick out of her cunt and she felt it pressing against her asshole.
“Noooooo. I never said thaaaat,” she groaned.
He chuckled and she felt her asshole forced open, then felt his thick cockhead sliding up into her rectum. Stevie moaned and groaned as his cock pushed deeper, knowing there was no way she could stop him now.
“You, ungh… teenage sluts, ungh… need a good, ungh… hard one up your assholes, ungh… every now and then?” he panted, “just to remind you, ungh.. . what you were made for, Ungnnhhhhhh!”
His cock drove high into her anus, spiking up into her guts as he pressed his balls into her twat meat. He buried the whole long length up inside her rectum and pressed the redhead hard into the edge of the table as he ground his hips in slow circles against her buttocks.
His hands slipped under her and grabbed her tits’ then lifted her upper body off the table, pulling her upright, squeezing her back against his chest. He grabbed her hair in one hand, twisting her head back, forcing her chest to push out and her back to arch.
His lips sought hers, his tongue pushing inside his daughter’s mouth as his cock pumped slowly up and down in her asshole. His free hand kneaded and twisted Stevie’s fat round titties as he worked his cock back and forth in her tight ass tube. His mouth became hungrier and hungrier, sliding off her mouth as he licked and chewed at her cheek and then her throat.
Stevie was grunting with the force of his thrusts as he worked his cock up harder and higher in her ass. She was panting and gasping and whimpering, partly in heat, partly in pain.
Paige wandered back out from the kitchen, headed for the stairs. She had a cup of milk in one hand and a chocolate donut in the other.
“Paige! Paige,” he gasped. Her smug grin turned wary.
“Uh, yeah?”
“Come over here,” he panted, grunting as he thrust up hard into Stevie’s butt hole.
“Whaaaaat?” she asked, coming closer.
“Give your sister’s clitty a rub so she loosens up.”
“Daddddyy. I have homework to do.”
“Rub her clitty,” he gasped.
She glared and set down her cup, sliding her free hand down between Stevie’s thighs as Jack continued to fuck his long sausage up and down her rectum. Paige’s nimble fingers rubbed and stroked Stevie’s clitty, sending buzzing, sizzling pleasure through her sister’s belly.
Paige munched on her donut, watching with a bored expression, rubbing the redhead’s clit with expert motions.
Stevie groaned loudly and Paige grinned in a superior fashion. Stephanie hated making noise in front of her sister like that. Paige always teased her about being a groaner and so she tried to keep quiet whenever she was getting fucked, but she seldom managed to.
“Uunnnnnngggh,” she groaned.
Jack pulled harder on her hair, forcing the trembling teenager’s head further back, arching her back even more and tightening the flesh around her round tit orbs. Any slid a finger up and down the redhead’s slit, then screwed it up inside her as her thumb ground against Stevie’s clitoris.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh’ Ungh!” she gasped.
Jack kept ramming his hips forward, driving his fat fuck pole straight up her ass and into her guts. Her body was rammed and jolted by his heavy hammering strokes as Paige continued to rub her pussy. Her body shuddered as an orgasmic cyclone built up within her.
“Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” Jack groaned. His hands slid under Stevie’s arms and groped her fat melons, his fingers kneading them furiously as he reamed her asshole. Then his hands slid up and behind her head, his arms pinning mine hard, forcing them up and apart. He had her in a half nelson, and forced her upper body back as he speared her anus with his prick.
In her shattered mind the image of crucifixion somehow appeared, probably because of her position. Her brain was floating and sliding and swimming in a heady mixture of ecstasy and bliss. Multi-colored sparkling lights flashed and blinked before her bulging eyes.
Stevie gurgled insanely, her mouth gaping, the breath locked within her aching chest. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her entire body exploded with shattering blastwaves of sexual bliss.
She humped her ass back frantically, impaling herself on his thick iron tool as her boiling breast meat threatened to tear right through her skin and erupt in bubbling liquid heat. She went limp, and felt light-headed. She would have fallen if her Dad didn’t have me so tightly pinned against him.
Then, some seconds later he increased the velocity of his pumping, his cock skewering her buttery little asshole, and she felt his juicy white sperm spitting up into her ass, shooting deep into her belly.
“Can I go now?” Paige asked impatiently.
Her father let her arms go and let Stevie slowly fall forward onto the table. Paige drew back her hand and quickly picked up her drink so she wouldn’t spill it, then fumed and went upstairs. Stevie groaned weakly as Jack whistled and moved away into the kitchen.
Well, it had been one of the better fucks in a while, though partly because of Paige rubbing her clitty.
Her body was overheated, moist with sweat, her hair tangled. Her asshole was numb, and her ass cheeks felt like she’d been kicked a couple of hundred times by a guy wearing army boots. She didn’t think she was in much of a condition to go to the mall.
Instead she went upstairs, stripped and got into the shower. cursing her father, and mostly her sister. She showered off and blow dried her hair again. By then it was too late to go to the mall. She went back to her room, passing Paige’s room on the way.
“I’m gonna get you for that you slut,” she promised her.
“Ungh’ Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” Paige grunted, then laughed uproariously.
“Bitch,” Stevie muttered, going on to her room.
She slammed the door, then tore off her robe and stomped over to her dresser. She put on a pair of loose white shorts and pulled a thin peasant top on. It was bright with blue, green and purple flowers, and looked pretty over her pale skin.
She stepped into her slippers and headed downstairs to watch TV. Her dad was sitting on the couch with his feet propped up on the coffee table, watching a wrestling match.
“Terrific,” she sighed.
She passed him and went into the kitchen, taking down a cup from the cupboard and then gathering a handful of ice from the freezer. She had decided to get a drink of coke and then go back upstairs and read, or maybe call her friend Holly.
Her dad shuffled in behind her though. She sighed and tried to get the coke bottle out faster. He came up behind her and slid his big hand down onto her ass, squeezing it softly.
“How you doing, gorgeous?” he asked, jovially.
“Fine, Daddy,” she sighed.
“You seemed a bit upset earlier.”
“Well, I wanted to go to the mail.”
“I’m sure you wouldn’t have gotten what I gave you there,” he chuckled.
“Probably not but I wanted to go anyway. You could have fucked Paige.”
“She wasn’t home yet.”
“Well, you could’ve waited. Shit. I should have some say about when I get fucked, especially when you drill me in the ass like that.”
“You love it up the ass, honey,” he grinned, kneading her soft round buttocks.
“I do not. Paige made that up.”
“You seemed to be having’ a good time.”
“That was more Paige rubbing my pussy than you reaming out my asshole. I wish you’d at least use some oil or something when you do that. You used to.”
“I did. I had all that oily cunt cream of yours on my cock,” he said, sliding his lips over the nape of her neck.
“It still hurt,” she sighed, spilling a bit of coke as he pressed her forward against the counter.
“I’ll make it up to you then,” he said, his tongue sliding under her ear.
“Hoooww?”
His left hand continued to squeeze her ass through the thin nylon shorts, but his right slid down her belly and in under the elastic waistband at the front of her pants, sliding down over her bare pussy and rubbing it gently.
“I thought so,” she sighed.
“This one’s just for you, baby,” Jack grinned, sliding his tongue over her throat.
He worked his fingers in between her tight pussy lips, then began sawing them up and down the length of her pussy slit, grinding them across her clitty. She groaned and her ass began moving in slow circles as she reached down and put her hands on the counter to hold herself still.
“Oohhhhhhhhh,” she groaned. “That feels so goooood!”
She spread her legs and leaned forward as he continued rubbing his fingers over her clitty. His left hand shifted upward from her ass and slid around her to come up under her arm in front. He squeezed her left breast, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.
He pushed his hand in through the bottom of her peasant’s blouse and fondled her bare tit, his fingers spread wide and pushing deeply into the malleable orb.
“There’s nothing like having your fingers buried in a big soft tit,” he sighed. He rubbed his fingers harder against her slit, slicing them back and forth in the narrow cleft. Stevie whimpered and humped back against him, feeling his hardness pressing against her buttocks as his fingers ground down against her clitty.
“Ohhh! Ohhhhh! Ooooohhh!” she moaned.
He ground his pelvis into her butt as he licked and kissed the side of her throat and kneaded her oozing tit meat.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” she gasped.
Then she came, giving a sharp cry of pleasure as her body was racked with violent sexual convulsions. She jammed herself down against her father’s hand, pulling her own hand up beneath her crotch to jam his fingers into her snatch.
“Oh, yeeeeeessss!” she groaned, her head lolling back on his shoulder.
“There you go, baby,” he grinned, slowing his rubbing.
“Uuuuunnnngggh.”
“Don’t say I never gave you something” he laughed, pulling his hands out of her pants and top and shifting backwards. Her rubbery legs almost gave way and he held her for a moment until she steadied herself.
“How… how come you didn’t fuck me?” she panted.
“Like I said, this was just for you.”
“I felt that hard-on pushing against my ass,” she said.
“Yeah, and I think I know just whose ass is gonna swallow it up too. Paige’s upstairs right?”
“Yeah. She likes it up the ass, Daddy.”
“That so, well then, maybe I’ll oblige.”
Stevie stood there for a few minutes, then staggered back and sat down at the table, sighing in relief.
The back door slammed open and her brother Rob came storming in, tossing his book bag in the corner.
“Hey, punk. That all you got to do with your time?”
“What’s it to you?”
“Well, some of us were going to drive down to the lake and hang out tonight.”
“Like who?”
“Dan, me, Tony, Mike, Shauna, Kristen… I don’t know. It depends on who shows up. You wanna come?”
“I guess. What about Paige?”
“At the lake? Give me a break. She might break a nail.”
“Yeah,” she grinned.
There was a bustle from the front and Dennis and Donnie came in, tossing their jackets on hooks. The twins went everywhere together.
“What you guys doing tonight?” Rob asked.
“We’re going to bring the telescope up on the roof and chart Aquarius minor,” Dennis said.
“What a waste of time, using a telescope to look at stars,” Rob said. The twins looked at him pityingly. They didn’t really approve of jocks.
“I bet they’re really going to peek in windows,” Stephanie said.
“Not very likely,” Donnie grumped.
“Where’s Dad?” Dennis asked. “We saw his car out front.”
“I think he’s upstairs with Paige.”
“He’s gonna squash her one of these days,” Rob laughed. Stevie laughed too. It was true. Their father was a big, solid man, while Paige was tiny and slim. When he was fucking her she was practically invisible, all squashed down beneath his weight.
“So how come he didn’t fuck you instead?” Rob asked.
“He did, actually. He must be real horny today.”
“Slut,” he grinned.
“Eat me.”
“Beg for it.”
“In your dreams.”
“You two are disgusting,” Dennis said with a frown.
“Disgusting? You didn’t think I was disgusting last night, Dennis,” Stevie flared. “Not when you and Donnie were sandwiching me and panting like steam engines.”
He turned away with an upturned nose, and Donnie followed. They were both kind of snobby, but she supposed most egg heads were. Their experiments on her body still continued, and the two were very inventive lovers, unlike Rob, for example, who was more of the rutting bull type.
“So, when are we going?” she asked. “After dinner?”
“I guess. When it’s darker. We’re gonna skinny dip and some of the girls are shy.”
“Oohhhh. So you’ll finally get to see Shauna naked,” Stevie grinned.
“I hope so.”
“Now if you can only get her to spread her legs and bend over.”
“Hey, you’re talking about the woman I love,” he scowled.
“I thought I was the woman you love.”
“You? Don’t make me laugh. Whoever said you were a woman anyway?”
“Maybe I can get little Shauna to open her legs,” Stevie teased. “And once she’s been with me she’ll never be interested in you.”
“You stay away from her, Stevie,” he frowned, worriedly.
“She has a nice little body there. Maybe she’d like a nice hot tongue job.”
“She’s a nice girl. She’d go nuts if you came on to her.”
“What’s that supposed to mean7” She glared.
“That she’s not a nympho slut like you.”
“Who’s a slut? A slut fucks anyone who wants her. I’m very particular about who I jump in the sack with,” she glared.
“Sure, but who you fuck on the floor, or the table, or in the dirt or on the grass or in the pool… ”
“Fuck you!”
“You will,” he grinned. “As a matter of fact, if I can’t get Shauna tonight I’m reserving this little box for my own personal use later.” He squeezed her cunt and wiggled his tongue at her. She slapped his hand away indignantly.
“You can just beg like a dog if you want any off me tonight, Robert Bradford.”
“Ha. That’ll be the day.”
“What’s going on?”
They turned to see Mike coming in from the hall. He ruffled Stevie’s hair as he made his way to the fridge and pulled it open.
“Rob was acting like a pig again.”
“What else is new?”
“I’m telling you guys I’m getting sick of slam-bam’ thank-you- ma’am. If you don’t start getting a little more thoughtful, me and Paige are gonna shut off the pussy and you can go back to jerking off.”
“You couldn’t survive without a few stiff cocks every day,” Rob taunted.
“Yeah, and anyway, what makes you think we’d let you keep your legs closed?” Mike grinned. “You know what Dad says, teenage pussies have to be fucked every day.”
“So I’ll find someone else to fuck me. It won’t be hard,” She glared.
“Do you hear a challenge, Rob,” Mike asked, raising an eyebrow.
“She wants more attention.”
They grinned at each other as Stevie looked back and forth warily, then she yelped as they grabbed her and dragged her upstairs. Paige and her father were still busy. Apparently he was paying a lot of attention to her ass.
The twins were recruited though, and with their help Stevie was fucked, screwed, reamed, rode, pumped, skewered, and all but impaled on their cocks. In between fucks her pussy was sucked and chewed repeatedly, as the twins gave an impromptu lecture on their study of pussy eating.
Stevie was worked over more than she’d ever been before, her orgasms leaving her breathless and dizzy, bleary eyed and dazed with exhaustion. Twice she was driven into unconsciousness by the repeatedly manipulation of her cunt box and hot swollen breasts.
She was left a limp, bedraggled, cum covered mass of tortured nerve endings. raw flesh, and twitching muscles, too worn after hours of overuse to even clean herself off. She fell into a deep sleep and woke in the morning sore, but happy again.
The guys took more care in their fucking after that. Paige was the beneficiary of a similar working over the next night, with Stevie taking part, and soon the little blonde was in a better mood too.
Once again their family was happy and close, with the girls well fucked, and the guys smugly cock proud.
It was, Stevie thought later, easy to forget that the pussy held the power, especially when the guys were fucking at will. She made sure none of them ever forgot again, though, and her pussy never regretted that first hard fuck her Dad had given her, nor the way she drew the rest of the family in.
She knew that others might think their love making was a little weird, bur really, they were just a normal, everyday family that happened to fuck each other, and where was the harm in that anyway?
She only wished her mother was there… so the twins could show her how well they sucked pussy.
THE END ——————————————————————

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Fantasy

Timmy And Jessica Part 2

This is part 2 of my first short story, It is not intended to be realistic and I am aware there may be grammatical errors But I hope you enjoy

Fantasy

Learning Curve

(Aside)
“I want some advice,” Carley asked Hallie.
“On what?”
“On that stuff you do with Paul.”
“Ohh, that kind of advice,” Hallie nodded knowingly.
“Yeah…” Carley looked at the floor, somewhat embarrassed, then back up at Hallie. At 4’9’’ tall, she had to crane her neck upward to get a look at anything but the breasts of the buxom Hallie. Hallie herself stood at about 5’6’’, nicely developed for a girl of 16. Carley, though shorter and two years younger, was just as curvy, though barely wearing an A cup bra.
“Well, what do you want to know?”
“Well, um how do you do everything?”
“You…um, well, I don’t know, it’s kind of hard to explain.”
I arrived at Carley’s house at the tail end of the afore mentioned conversation. Being a friend of the family, and Carley’s boyfriend, I let myself in and looked for company.
“Hey, in here,” Hallie’s voice called in a half giggle.
Curious, I wandered into Car’s room. Haley was sitting on the bed while Carley sat in her desk chair. She looked comfortably gorgeous in sweatpants and a T-shirt. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Carley, but there was no denying that Hallie looked absolutely stunning in a black tank top that her c-cup breasts stretched to its limits. She too wore a pair of black sweats.
She patted the bed, “come sit down, we were just talking about you.”
“Oh, what about?” I asked, tossing my keys, cell phone and wallet in a pile on the dresser and plopping myself down on the queen sized bed.
Carley moved from the chair to the bed and kissed me on the cheek. I recoiled slightly in surprise. She was never one to publicly display affection. While Carley’s hand draped across the left side of my body, Hallie attacked me from the other side, running her hand up my chest.
Together the two girls pulled my hoodie over my head and tossed it on the floor. I was definitely curious at that point, and rising to the occasion in my lower regions. Haley ran her hand up my thigh, stopping inches from my now fully functional cock.
Without warning she ran it across the front of my jeans, giving my cock a squeeze. Carley watched in curiousity.
“Don’t let me have all the fun,” she teased.
Carley tentatively ran a hand up my leg, stopping just short like Hallie had. I leaned back to enjoy the events unfolding before me. Curious, but hesitant, she slowly moved her hand upward. Inch by inch she brought it over my outlined dick and gave a tentative squeeze.
“It feels weird,” she said to no one in particular, “so hard.”
Haley laughed at the young girl’s naivette and rubbed it playfully.
“You wanna see it?” Hallie asked. Carley nodded emphatically. “Me too,” she added with a wink.
Carley undid my belt, and after some fumbling, managed to slide it out and toss it on the floor. Hallie attacked my zipper, but stopped herself. “You do the honors,” she offered. “After all, he is your boyfriend.”
Hands shaking, Carley took several seconds to unbutton my jeans. She unzipped my slowly, brushing my cock in the process. She let out a little “oh,” of surprise as she did so.
They each grabbed a leg and slid them off me. Hallie couldn’t help but give another squeeze. “Ooh,” she grinned, “you’re a lucky girl. Feel it now.”
Carley tentatively grabbed me once more. Upon squeezing she pulled away in shock, but grabbed it again. “It’s so hard,” she said in awe.
She tugged slightly at my boxers. “These too?”
“Let’s take his shirt off first.” They each grabbed a side and pulled it over my head. Fascinated, Carley grabbed my cock again. Hallie laughed and grabbed the top half. Both girls pushed me on my back and kissed a cheek.
“Now you can take those off.” Carley slid a finger under each side of my waistband and curiously slid them down.
“Wow,” she said when they uncovered all seven inches of me.
“You’ve never seen one before, have you?” Carley shook her head. “Nice, isn’t it?” She nodded. Hallie gave her a sidelong glance. “I’m kind of jealous, he’s got Paul by a good inch.”
“Go ahead, touch it,” Hallie prodded as Carley continued to stare. “If you don’t, I will.”
That finally motivated the girl as she gingerly reached her hand down. She wrapped her fingers around it, and squeezed. “Ooh, it’s warm,” she said, “and heavy.” She giggled as she let it fall to my stomach with a thwack.
“Now what do I do?”
Hallie looked around the room for a moment, biting her lower lip. Finally she settled on and grabbed her prize, a bottle of cherry massage oil, a gag gift at Carley’s last birthday. “I knew this would come in handy some day.”
She poured some on her hands and did the same for Carley, rubbing them together before grabbing my cock. “You gotta rub him, like this.” She ran her hand up in down in a slow, slightly circular motion.
“Jesus Christ,” I breathed, stretching out on the bed and spreading my legs.
“See, he likes it,” she said with a smile. “You try.”
Once again, Carley approached my cock with trepidation. She wrapped a small hand around the base and started moving it up and down.
“It works better if you do it towards the top,” Hallie moved Carley’s hand upwards.
“Holy shit,” I squirmed as she brushed the tip of my cock. Carley was a lot less practiced than Hallie, but it still felt nearly as good. She moved shifted position, managing to get both of her small hands on my cock, and kept jerking me. I spread my legs further, allowing both girls to kneel together in between them.
“The faster you go, the more he’ll like it.”
“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned as Carley suddenly sped up. I looked up at the two girls in a pleasured daze.
“Want to make him really happy?” Carley nodded.
Hallie shifted backwards and leaned over. She kissed my balls, then licked up the entire length of my shaft. She grinned at me and winked before taking the head into her mouth. She stared straight into my eyes as she bobbed her head up and down over a few inches of my cock. I met her gaze as best I could, but couldn’t help but stare into her ample cleavage.
Carley meanwhile had a look of disgust on her face. Hallie pulled off and followed my stare, laughing when her eyes met Car’s.
“Oh, it’s not that bad, I promise. Besides with this stuff, it tastes just like cherries. Try it.”
Carley shook her head, but her expression was beginning to soften. She couldn’t take her eyes off my glistening member.
“Come on.”
Carley said nothing, but began to lean down. She stopped a few inches away, hesitating, curious, but scared. All of a sudden her nose hit my cock as Hallie pushed her from behind. She whirled around and glared at Hallie, then grabbed it, pulling me closer.
“If you don’t, I will, and you can watch.” Once again, the challenge motivated Carley and she tentatively slid me in her mouth. She stayed down there, not moving for a few moments, then pulled me off. She had a weird little half smile on her face.
“What?” Hallie asked.
“It tastes like cherries,” Car said with a giggle. “I like it.” She slid me back in her mouth.
“Mmmph moo I mo?”
Haley snorted with laughter as Carley came up again. “What do I do?” she asked sheepishly, turning red in the face.”
“Put it in your mouth.” Carley complied. Hallie moved in behind her and put her hand on the girls head. “Now move up and down,” she said demonstrating. Carley slowly bobbed her head as she saw Hallie do. “The faster and deeper, the better,” Haley coached.
Carley got about three inches down before I started to gag her, but admirably did not break pace. She did a lovely job with her tongue, I suspected in part because of the taste of the cherry oil. Whatever the case, it felt fantastic.
Hallie let Carley work, and moved up the bed next to me. She leaned way over, al but spilling herself onto me. “Looking at these?” She used her arms to push them together, magnifying the effect. In doing so, one of her spaghetti straps dropped over her shoulder. She pulled the other down, then smiling mischievously, pulled the entire tank top down to her waist. She wore no bra beneath. Her unbelievable breasts didn’t drop an inch, and her nipples, surrounded by quarter sized areolas perked considerably.
“Go ahead,” she offered, sticking her chest out.
I didn’t need to be told twice as I grabbed and massaged them with both hands. Hallie put her hands on my head, giving me an unobstructed view and allowing me to fondle, squeeze and grope as I pleased.
Carley meanwhile, brow furrowed in concentration worked my dick like it was anything but her first time. She’d wrapped a hand around it to steady it, and was jerking it minutely while she sucked me.
Between that and Hallie’s incredible tits, it was about all I could handle. I could feel a powerful orgasm welling within me. I squeezed Hallie’s tits harder and arched my back.
“Oh God, I’m cumming,” I warned. Carley looked up, the word having no meaning for her.
“Don’t stop,” Hallie urged.
Carley’s head bobbed once more. My cock hardened, and I could feel Carley tense up. The first spurt of cum shot into her mouth and she jerked in surprise. To her credit, she kept her mouth on my cock, and paused for only a split second.
Her inexperience and less than perfect seal caused a few beads of sperm to run down my cock as I continued to shoot into her mouth. When I stopped, after several seconds, she pulled off and looked at Hallie with a shocked look on her face and a mouthful of cum.
The topless girl laughed at the expression on her face. “It’s ok, you can swallow it, it’s not bad for you.” Somewhat relieved, but a little disgusted, she gulped it down. Hallie noticed the droplets on my cock, and cleaned me off, causing a pleasured twitch from me.
“Wow, that’s way better, I may have to borrow him sometimes,” she said to Carley.
“Was that cum?” she asked.
“Yeah, what did you think?”
“It was weird, salty and warm. Not bad…just weird. It tasted kinda like cherries,” she said with a grin.
I laid back in relaxation, only to bolt upright when Carley put me back in her mouth and cleaned me off some more. The pleasure was almost too much. Carley laughed at me. “This is fun, I want to do it again.”
“You’re welcome,” Hallie told me, leaving the room still topless.

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