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Training Her Family	By : Deibbun Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 24519 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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As Ginny cleaned herself up she wondered if her father had had many questions from the boys or mommy about his predicament. She hadn’t heard any yelling or laughing, no one knocking on the bathroom door to see the scene of the incestuous crime. Maybe no one had noticed. “Could I bring to light how daddy got wet?”
She walked to her room naked and put her wet clothes, minus her panties, in her basket. Her panties were still on daddy’s ass and soaking wet from her pissy mood. She chose a tee shirt that would make them wonder if she was naked underneath or not. It covered her to the middle of her thighs and if she chose she could forget panties. That would be moving too fast, though. She wanted to make daddy squirm a little and work for it. He would pay for changing their relationship. She slipped a pair of short shorts over her prominent booty and proceeded into the dining room.
Everyone was normal, eating and talking about their day. All of them lies because she had seen what everyone had been doing and stroking cocks or playing with pussies was not what she walked in to as she approached the dinner table. Daddy looked ridiculous, dry for the most part, but still smelled of piss and girl cum as she waited for him to give her room on his lap.
“Ready to eat, Ginny?” Arthur asked as he looked down at her feet, unable to look her in the eye.
“I guess I am, but I need you to move back from the table so I can sit in your lap.”
“Ginny, are you naked under that shirt?” asked Molly, looking at the promiscuousness of her daughter’s bare legs with no hint of anything underneath.
“I am naked under my clothes, mommy, but so are you. What’s the problem?” Ginny sneered, thinking about the feel of her mother’s bare breasts against her face earlier. “You were naked without clothes earlier and you didn’t seem to have a problem with that. If I want to feel sexy in my own home, I should be able to do just that. The boys don’t seem to be in any trouble for what I saw of them today, either.”
Ginny sat on Arthur’s lap and proceeded to eat from his plate. Every move of her head forward as she moved the fork from plate to mouth caused her butt to rock on Arthur’s lap. His cock didn’t seem to even twitch, probably because of the anticipation of being found out.
“She does have on shorts, Molly. Let her be what she wants to be. She isn’t offending anyone unless you are offended. There is no one here that minds if she wants to be comfortable.” Arthur was trying to get back on the good graces of his daughter. He didn’t like it when she was mad. He would rather she be in a playful happy mood all the time.
“I just wanted to make sure she was aware of her appearance before something inappropriate was said. She seems to have taken care of that, though.” Molly was a little confused about the accusations today. Ginny never noticed these things before. “What made today different? Was Ginny finally coming out of her innocent shell?” thought Molly as she stood up to start clearing the table. Then she remembered “It’s your turn tonight, isn’t it, Ginny?”
“I think daddy would like to take care of the kitchen tonight, mommy. He would love to do it for me and, besides, he wouldn’t want me to get wet again, do you, daddy?” Ginny turned in her daddy’s lap so she could look him in the eye as she waited for an answer.
“Su..S..Sure, honey. It would really help knowing you are rested after such a big great meal like this. Thank you for that, Ginny. What a good girl you have come into.” Arthur felt his prick twitch and wanted to get everyone out of the kitchen before Ginny’s drastic promise came to be. Ginny waited and squeezed her cunt muscles hoping to get her daddy’s cock to rise before everyone left but there seemed to be a hitch to daddy’s hard-on tonight. As she lifted her butt off of Arthur’s lap, she farted.
“Sorry, daddy, I might need to be cleaned. I think I will go take a bath after that.” She smiled at her daddy. “It’s going to get worse for you. You will see how far things go with the right help.” she whispered into her dad’s ear as she got up and walked towards her bedroom.
When Arthur had finished cleaning the kitchen, he walked into the living room and sat next to Molly. The boys were intently playing a game in the parlor. There was a lot of whispering but Molly didn’t mind much. She couldn’t wait to talk to her husband about something that happened today.
“I am worried about the boys. They only play with each other and have no real friends that come over or invite them for sleepovers or anything similar.”, Molly began while looking at Arthur’s troubled face. “What if Ginny is right? What if they are nothing but perverts and they grow up molesting each other forever?”
Arthur retreated a little from his personal worries and tried to formulate an answer or a solution. “I don’t know. Is it really that bad? I have never seen them do anything unnatural around the house. Of course, why would Ginny make up stories? I have to think about it for a minute.” As he trailed off into thought about what the boys might have been doing, he raises his eyebrows and glances towards Molly to ask “Speaking of the boys, I haven’t seen Ron all day. Did he come home tonight?”
“Unlike the boys, Ron has a new friend.”
“Really?” Arthur asked excitedly. “Who is it? Have you met her?”
“No, I haven’t met HIM yet.” She waited for what she said to sink in.
“Him? So, is he over at the boy’s house now?” Arthur retorted.
“Yes. I am sure he can’t wait to tell you all about his new friend. Ron practically smothered himself for lack of breath telling me about him.”
“What’s his name?”
Molly sighed and opened her eyes wide as she turned to Arthur to say “Harry”.
“Seems to be a popular name, today. Did you catch a last name?”
“Potter.”
“Ginny told me about a boy she kissed today. His name was Harry. She failed to mention his last name. I wonder how many ‘Harrys’ there are at this school?”
“Ginny kissed him?” Molly asked with a sense of frustration. “I imagine if Ron has kissed his Harry, then, the two are not the same person”
Arthur began looking confused. “Same person? Why would Ron kiss Ginny’s boyfriend?”
“Aside from government diplomats and the wealthy, why does anyone kiss anyone else?”
Arthur pondered Molly’s question for a bit, rubbing his chin in his hand. There was an answer he could give, but, it didn’t seem correct to him. He hadn’t even seen a hint of bisexual tendencies in any of his children, much less, gay tendencies.
“You don’t think Ron is gay, do you?” posed Arthur, already knowing the answer. “We need to find out more about Ginny’s ‘Harry’ in case this situation goes south, soon.”
“Then go ask her. She is a daddy’s girl. If she wanted to be shy about it, she wouldn’t have even brought it up. She didn’t say a thing to me.”
Arthur all of a sudden remembered the incident from a few hours ago. “I don’t know if she is exactly the same daughter I knew even from when I came through the door this afternoon. I think you should ask her.”
Molly also remembered her interaction with Ginny this afternoon adding “I almost raped the poor girl myself. I didn’t mean to. She was yelling like something bad had happened and I simply reacted without thinking. I guess after saying it out loud, I sound ridiculous, I am her mother that loves her and I only want what’s best for her. I will ask her as soon as she gets out of the bath.” Molly was happy with herself for being honest and knowing that Ginny just misread the situation. There was no need for Ginny to throw accusations like that around when they weren’t true.
Ron was nervous and apprehensive of his feelings right now. He had spent the entire afternoon in Harry’s bedroom. He had been excited when Harry suggested they practice tonight for the test. There was over enjoyment when Harry suggested he spend the night to eliminate the need to race time towards the end of the afternoon. Right now, though, Ron was standing at the bathroom counter, naked. Ron had reached the counter, after drying and placing the towel on the rack, and Harry barged in, wanting to get a shower himself.
“Did you save any hot water for me?” Harry asked playfully as he removed his underwear, the only piece of clothing he wore into the bathroom. Harry’s cock in full view made Ron stammer during his playful answer.
“I….um…I tried…heh…A growing boy needs a good soak every now…and….then.” Ron’s own dick began to rise, only Ron’s immediate nervousness kept it from becoming a full erection. As Ron looked at the perfect skin and boyish cock of Harry, he lost his ability to make eye contact.
“Ron, what are you looking at?”
“Nnnnothing. How am I supposed to talk to someone that barges into a room when I am naked? It seems a bit rude and unprofessional.” The wit in his remark was meant to ease his own tension gained from the situation but it didn’t work.
“I didn’t come in here to stroke it or anything, just taking a shower. Do you mind?” Harry apologetically responded and realized Ron was right. Privacy becomes important at their age.
They were both the same age, 15, but had very different bodies. Ron still had a bit of baby fat around the cheeks and thighs and Harry noticed. Ron noticed a little more. Harry stepped into the shower and turned the water on. The heated sensations running down his body, over his shoulders, down his stomach, and off his cock. The warmth had brought life to his dick and it began to rise. Harry’s sense of his current erection lulled him into thoughts of Ginny. Her lips were soft against his and her breasts had pressed into him giving him a good feel of the girl’s soft curves. The image burned in his mind causing his cock to harden more than it ever had.
“Warm showers do the same for me, too, Harry” Ron interrupted. Harry opened his eyes to find Ron’s head peeking past the edge of the curtain.
“Please, Ron, talking about privacy. What are you doing?”
“I just wanted to put the shower lotion back. I was using it after drying and, startled by your abrupt entrance, forgot to put it back.”
“Give it here, then. Knock first next time. Things might have happened before you see something you don’t want to see.”
“I don’t mind.” Ron backed away and pulled the curtain shut, reminiscing about the glorious prick Harry had and how hard it had gotten. He wondered what Harry was referring to as “…might have happened…” but could only guess and left it at that.
As the water flowed over Harry, he thought more of Ginny and what she might be doing right now. It was only when he started to reach for the soap when he realized his hand was closed around his cock, stroking the underside of the meaty throbbing head. “Mmmmm” he half whispered half moaned at the tingle from the rubbing. Precum had already begun running into his moving hand, lubricating the motion intensely. He couldn’t stop stroking and now had only one thought, CUM!
“Are you okay?” Ron asked with his head poking through the curtain once more.
Startled, Harry opens his eyes and jerks back. “What the hell! Can I PLEASE have some privacy?” still stroking his cock.
“Are you going to keep stroking? The mirror is fogged up and I thought maybe you were in need of help or something. Me watching doesn’t seem to slow you down, though.”
Ron watched as Harry’s hand slowly caressed the shiny cockhead, precum flowing like cum from the end of that young hard dick.
Harry closed his eyes, wanting to cum, needing to cum. The image he had in his mind of Ginny’s soft curvy body slowly giving way to the fact that Ron was watching him masturbate. It felt too good to stop and with so many hormones rushing through his body to the end of his young hard prick, he didn’t need much stimulation. In all the excitement, Harry didn’t notice Ron slip into the shower, kneeling so that Harry’s young cock aimed right at his lustful face. Ron reached around and placed his hands on Harry’s wet ass cheeks.
“That looks so good, Harry. Does warm air feel better than warm water?” Ron opened his mouth and exhaled his hot moist breath onto Harry’s throbbing cock, the bulbous meaty head slick with precum and water as Harry’s hand began working it faster. Ron believed that head had gotten a little puffier. The warm breath Harry felt on his head caused a lot of pressure in his balls and knew his cum was going to pop out soon. Frantically he worked his dick while Ron kept on exhaling onto that meaty head.
Harry’s breathing became ragged and all of a sudden, sperm erupted out of Harry’s piss hole and there, in front of that exploding cock was Ron Weasley’s waiting mouth.
Ron couldn’t believe that Harry was pouring cum into his mouth.
“Mmmmm. That tastes so good, Harry.” Ron grabbed Harry’s ass and spread his cheeks pulling that magnificent cock into his cum filled mouth. Harry moved his cock in and out like he was fucking a wet hole and Ron took it, keeping every drop of Harry’s cock juice in his mouth.
After Harry’s seed stopped flowing, Ron stood up and looked into Harry’s satisfied eyes. Without a second thought, Ron leaned into Harry and kissed him. Their tongues licking the other while Harry’s cum moved back and forth within their moist suck holes.
Harry had never tasted cum, especially his own. The nastiness of the moment made Harry’s semi-hard dick twitch back to life. Ron still had Harry’s ass in his hands, spread wide, opening Harry’s asshole. Ron tapped an extended finger on Harry’s wrinkled pucker causing Harry to moan a little. “Oh! Is that a finger?” as Harry broke away from the cum tainted kiss. “I never knew it could feel so good around my asshole, Ron. Push against it like you were going to fuck me.”
Ron attempted to slide the tip of his invading finger into Harry’s butt opening. The water and cum made that pucker slide right onto the fingertip. Harry’s eyes opened at the sensation.
Harry slid out of Ron’s grasp and turned to face away. Bending down to grab his ankles, exposing his now open asshole to Ron, he begged “Finger that dirty booty hole, Ron. Do me good, you pervert.”
The water ran down Harry’s ass crack as Ron moved his finger to the loveliest hole he had ever seen. Harry’s hard cock was throbbing and his butthole closed and relaxed in rhythm. When Ron put his finger on that pulsating hole, Harry jerked his ass a little.
“Look at that tight young asshole. Feels so good, don’t it. So sensitive.” Ron spit hitting Harry’s butthole right at the opening where his finger had begun pushing. He moved the spittle around that asshole until it was shiny wet with spit. Then, carefully began pushing his finger into Harry’s shithole.
It felt strangely tight and loose all at once. The muscles made the hole tight but allowed it to open as Ron’s finger continued its journey into the bowels of young Harry.
“Mmmmmm. That feels so fucking good, Ron. Keep pushing it in. Keep pushing into my asshole, you ass fucker. Oh! Fuck yeah.”
Harry lost control of his breath and began pushing his asshole back and forth onto Ron’s slimy finger. “That’s right, Harry, fuck that finger. Let’s get that asshole stretched and see how much you can take in that lusty backdoor opening.”
His own words gave Ron an idea. So young and tight but seemed to give way to whatever wanted to enter, Harry’s asshole started convulsing.
“Is your ass gonna cum, Harry? Let’s see how many you can take.”
“No! No! Ron! It is already so full with one finger. I think it will hurt if you put more.”
“Nonsense Harry. How would you know? Do you have your finger up your ass? I can feel it stretch and give to the fucking I am giving you.” Ron pushed another finger at the opening causing Harry to stop moving and breathing. The pain was overpowered by the pleasure of having so much in his ass. He began bucking wildly onto Ron’s two finger ass fuck.
“One in the pink and two in the stink. Isn’t that how the saying goes, Harry?”
“I don’t have any pink, Ron. My asshole is so full. Yes! Fuck my ass you dirty bastard.”
“If you don’t have any pink, does that mean three in the stink, then?”
Ron began stroking his rock hard dick, getting it ready for another idea. With Harry’s asshole still impaled on Ron’s fucking fingers, Ron moved his dickhead onto Harry’s taint. It felt good on Ron’s sensitive cockhead as Harry bucked around, rubbing his taint up and down Ron’s hard cock. Ron slowly began removing his fingers from the horny fuck hole. Harry resisted by pushing back trying to keep those fingers in his butt.
“I will have that ass on my cock, Harry.” Ron stated as he jerked his fingers from inside Harry’s dirty hole. Harry, trying to still keep those fingers fucking him, pushed back only impaling his wet butthole on Ron’s pulsing dickhead.
The immediate sensation wrapped around Ron’s dick caused an immediate fuck reaction and Ron lurched forward, pushing more of that young meaty dick into Harry’s lubricated butthole.
“Gettin’ some ass now, ain’t I Harry. In and out of that asshole like a fucker. Feel that hard cock sliding all the way in and then all the way out. I bet it feels so fucking good.”
“Oh, Ron, fuck my asshole. Fuck that asshole like it was a pussy. Mmmmmm. Fuck. That cock fills me up so good, ohhhhh.”
“I am gonna fill that ass up, alright, uhhh, fuck, take that, take that cock, fuck that asshole on my coooooccckkkk. FFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKK!!!!!!”
Harry could almost feel the cum splash his throat, like he was sucking a cock but it was in his ass, getting sucked by his ass. His bowels could feel the warm sperm, spurt after spurt, and then the cum was running out of his asshole, down his balls, and along his still hard cock. The liquid ran to the sensitive part under his meaty head and Harry lost it. Harry’s cock began spewing cum and being directed right at his own face, he was giving himself a facial. Harry was covering his own face and filling his own mouth with his own cum. If he could reach it, he would lick and suck his own cum covered dick.
Silence. Heavy breathing. Running water.
They just lay there, Harry covered in Ron’s cum, inside and out and Ron’s dick pulsing in Harry’s asshole. All while they were relaxing in a blissful state of orgasmic satisfaction.
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