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Tis the night before Christmas
By 2CRsgt
Disclaimer: I have no claim to the Harry Potter series. Unless real life interferes, updates. No money is made or asked for.
“Speaking/Talking” ‘Thoughts/Pondered’ "SHOUTING/SCREAMING/YELLING"
Hermione Granger – 15
Fred & George Weasley – 16
Harry Potter – 14
Ginny Weasley – 13
Chapter 2
Thursday, Dec 24^th 1994
Molly was adamant Harry was going to spend Christmas spend it with them at the Burrow. Molly had plans for Harry that had nothing to do with Dumbledore.
Now it was Christmas Eve at the Burrow. The snow was falling silently outside, inside was warm and the wizarding wireless was playing music softly. Harry and Ginny were dancing closely in one shadowed corner, Harry in light grey sweats from last Christmas and Ginny in her sleeping gown.
In the center of the sitting room Fred and George ignored the music and took turns spin-dancing a laughing Hermione between them. Harry and Ginny ignored Hermione’s loud laughter when the twins decided to double team a tickle attack on their favorite Gryffindor bookworm, Hermione’s flannel pajama top rode up when the twins’ fingers tickled her ribs. More than once or twice they spun Hermione and ‘accidently’ raised her buttoned top even higher to expose her unbound breasts to all. With no reaction from Hermione’s best friend they brushed the bottom of Hermione’s breasts with their fingers in full view of Harry.
While Harry felt uneasy about this. His friend was a big girl and wouldn’t appreciate his spoiling her fun. That thought made Harry smile he hadn’t seen Hermione laugh this much lately.
This last term she seemed to be preoccupied about some girl thing. Fortunately he was able to duck out whenever she wanted to talk about touchy-feely stuff.
Ginny pulled Harry’s head down to her for a kiss; he was supposed to be paying attention to her.
Ron’s attention was only for his third helping of supper anything else was unimportant.
Ginny didn’t button the three top buttons of her nightgown in a silent invitation to Harry. When she pulled his head down foe that kiss Ginny made sure he had a good view of her cleavage. Evidently he was being too much of a gentleman to look. Ginny sighed she would have to take matters in hand. Or more properly put his hand on her. Turning her back was towards the room so her mum wouldn’t see, she started kissing Harry again. While he was occupied in a tongue duel in Ginny’s mouth, she seized Harry’s wrist to guide his hand through the nightgown’s opening to her breast. Ginny’s breasts were not as large as she would like but the twins assured her they were a nice handful. Harry started to pull away as if he had been scalded. Ginny’s hand clamped down on his. She broke off the snog to growl, “Its right where I want it. Your hand stays where it is.” Ginny gave Harry a quick peck on the lips, smiled and whispered, “Enjoy.” Harry had seen her naked in the Prefects’ Bath. From the way he acted Harry seemed determined to forget that ever happened.
Ginny’s breasts weren’t big like Lavender’s. ‘They were nice,’ Harry thought. The right size for Ginny’s petite build especially if she wanted to play professional quidditch later, large breasts would just get in the way. Harry’s hand moved this way and that. The palm over her nipple, he could feel the nipple press against his hand.
Ginny was pleased with herself. Harry finally realized she was a girl not just Ron’s little sister. In the shadows of the sitting room with her back to the room, Ginny started to rub the front of Harry’s sweat pants. From the look on his face and the sausage she felt through the cloth he knew damn well she was a girl.
Molly watched from the kitchen smiling. She wanted her children happy. That included Harry and Hermione.
When Hermione screeched before laughing because one twin pulled down the back of her flannel pajama pants Molly stepped back out of sight. The expression on Hermione’s face was anything but angry. She was flushed and glanced in the direction of the kitchen to see if she was seen. The other twin pulled Hermione’s pajama pants down to her thighs. Hermione saw both of Harry’s eyebrows climb up but because Hermione didn’t seem to be really protesting he said nothing and turned his attention back to Ginny. After she lightly slapped the one who pulled them down so far Hermione pulled her pants back up. The other twin started to unbutton Hermione’s top.
Molly couldn’t stand the suspense so she moved forward staying in the shadows to watch her children at play. Although they were in the dim corner Molly could see her Ginny and Harry were very friendly. Molly hoped Harry sharing Ginny’s bedroom rather than Ron’s could lead to Harry sharing Ginny’s bed tonight.
Now Hermione and the twins rested on the couch, her eyes were closed, she was slowly getting her breathing under control and her sides hurt from laughing so hard. One twin finished unbuttoning her pajama top all the way in order to spread the two front halves apart. The other twin had her elastic pajama pants waistband down low on her hips again, when Hermione did not react, Fred’s fingers slipped under her knickers. Harry hadn’t said anything even though neither twin tried to hide what they were doing.
Not opening her eyes Hermione said in a weak protest, “Guys, you should stop someone will see. Your mum will…”
“Shush, it’s okay. Ron’s gone. So’s mum. Ginny is too busy with Harry to notice or care if she did.” He lifted Hermione enough for his brother to slide her practical flannel pajama pants down past her knees to her ankles.
“You sure?”
“We’re sure,” the twins leaned over Hermione so each twin could suck their own exposed breast.
Hermione kept her eyes closed and rested an arm on the shoulders of each twin. This was the best.
Back at the kitchen table, “Ron here’s the whole mince pie. Grab a spoon or fork and eat it in your room.”
“Thanks mum!” Ron was up the stairs in a flash not noticing anything other than the pie in hand, this was a great Christmas.
Molly smiled sadly watching her youngest son. She had hoped he would mature enough to attract Hermione’s attention. He didn’t. She turned to climb upstairs. There was still hope. The twins were interested in Hermione. Molly wondered which one would marry her. She prayed it didn’t ends in heartbreak for the three. She was almost up to the first landing when she remembered to cast, “Nox.” Now the only light downstairs was from the embers in the fireplace. Molly smiled at the thought of grandbabies.
In the darkened room Ginny sat Harry down in one of the overstuffed chairs.
Harry was disappointed when she took his hand away from her soft, wondrous breast. After a rustle of cloth later naked Ginny tossed her nightgown before she sat crossways in his lap. She leaned against him with her legs over one arm of the chair, “Isn’t this so much better.”
Ginny placed one of Harry’s hands on her abdomen; the other arm was wrapped around her so his hand was back where it belonged - on her breast. She removed Harry’s glasses. He wouldn’t need them in the dark. He could ‘see’ everything he needed to with his hands. Ginny learned she had to take the lead. Harry wouldn’t move his hands unless she moved them for him. At this rate she’d never get fucked unless she impaled herself with Harry’s dick. She was stark naked on his lap. What? Did he need a roadmap?
With her pajama pants and knickers down to her ankles Hermione was able to kick them off into the darkness somewhere. She never thought she would ever do something like this in the Burrow, thanks to the twins she was getting shagged in all kinds of places! Broomclosets, the Astronomy Tower, a hallway once, empty classrooms, the Hogwarts Express, Kings Cross railway station and now the Burrow.
Hermione still had her unbuttoned pajama top on. It was pretty much useless as far as its intended purpose went because it was spread completely open. One twin sat on each side of her. She held each boy’s head to her breast. They quickly latched on, their lips and tongues attacking her nipples. The boys’ free hands pressed the inside of Hermione’s thighs to spread her legs wider. Hermione didn’t complain and spread her legs as far as she could.
While Hermione enjoyed the twins’ attention, Ginny rubbed her bottom against Harry’s hardon. She said in a low sultry voice, “You’re overdressed. I’ll get up so you can take everything off. That way we can have more fun.”
Harry finally seemed to get the idea. He practically pushed Ginny off in his hurry to strip. When he threw off his boxers he sat down expecting Ginny to sit back in his lap. What Ginny planned was something that was supposed to happen in the Prefects’ Bath but didn’t. Ginny pushed Harry’s legs wide she stalked her prey nestled in his pubic hair. Ginny slowly crept forward until she was nose to cock. She grinned in the dark even though she knew he couldn’t see her and then took her first lick along the length of the underside of his penis. It jumped when Harry sucked his breath in surprise. Ginny grinned wider this was going to be such fun. From his reaction Ginny didn’t think Harry ever had a blow job before. His virgin cock was all hers.
One twin got up so he could crawl between Hermione’s spread legs until his nose was tickled by her cunt hair. Forming a U with his tongue it darted into Hermione’s slit. His tongue didn’t stay in, oh no, it rapidly thrust in and out quick as an adder’s tongue. Hermione barely had time to feel it before it was gone. Only to strike again in another spot. This was slowly driving her up a wall, then his tongue touched her clitoris and she exploded from her first orgasm of the night.
When Hermione came down from her high she asked, “Where did you learn to give cunnilingus like that?”
He said smugly, “I practiced with sis.”
Hermione arched an eyebrow, “Oh?”
“She practiced too. Look.”
Hermione could see Ginny’s dim shape between Harry’s legs. From the way her head was bobbing up and down she was sucking him off. Hermione could see from Ginny’s movements and the sounds Harry was making she knew what she was doing. Who…
“Hermione? Hermione… HERMIONE! You awake?” The twin between her legs asked.
“Yeah, sorry, I kinda zoned out thinking about you and Ginny…”
“Yeah, kinky isn’t?”
“It is different. I can’t argue with the results though. What you did… That was…”
“Yeah I know Alicia said the same thing.”
Lifting his head from Hermione’s breast, “What about me?” the other brother asked.
Hermione shrugged, “It’s a two for one deal. I have a hard time telling you apart. I know you’ll switch places just to prove I can’t. So we might as well keep it out in the open.”
The twins grinned saying, “Deal!” in unison.
Ginny’s cheeks bulged when Harry shot his wad. She swallowed it as fast as she could. Ginny climbed back where she could curl up in his lap. He was hers, completely hers. Ginny thought sooner or later Harry would screw Hermione. That was a given they would both be in the fucking Weasley family. She rubbed her bum against Harry’s penis. It was still soft. She would give him time. They had all night. Ginny planned to get screwed on Christmas as often as possible. Ginny tilted her head to snog her boyfriend when she heard his low snore.
With a snort she stood up and walked over to where Hermione was quietly talking to the twins. She kissed her, “Hermione can I borrow one of your boys? Harry fell asleep”
Hermione sighed, now her best friend who was a girl wanted one of her boyfriends? She looked at her new boyfriends.
“It looks like…” began one.
“… we’ll be a foursome…” continued his brother.
“… share and share alike…” add the first.
“… I say.” His twin ended.
“Boys!” the girls said together.
“So, which one?” Hermione asked Ginny.
“Fred,” Ginny pointed to her brother between Hermione’s legs.
“You can tell them apart?” asked Hermione.
“Yeah, when they’re nude I can. Fred hangs to the left while George’s dick hangs to the right. I guess that’s because they wack each other off when lying side-by-side,” Ginny replied.
The twins grinned happily to themselves. “Upstairs then, there’s only one couch here and lots of empty beds upstairs.”
Fred sprang up grabbed Ginny and ran for the stairs.
“EKKK!” Hermione was surprised when George threw her over his shoulder and ran after his brother Hermione bouncing on his shoulder.
Harry continued to sleep peacefully in the chair, his cock limp.
The two brothers with the girls raced past their parent’s room, up past the necessary on the next floor then up to their room with two waiting beds in it.
George dropped Hermione on his bed and flopped down next to her. He seemed surprised that she slapped him hard. “DO THAT AGAIN AND IT WON’T BE YOUR SHOULDER I SLAP!”
Hermione climbed over George and out of bed. She walked over to Ginny, “Wanna trade?”
Ginny took Fred’s cock out of her mouth, “George acting all macho again?”
Hermione nodded.
“Hey Fred! Think your man enough for the two of us!”
“HELL YAH!”
“WHAT ABOUT ME!” George yelled.
LATER IF YOU BEHAVE!” both girls shouted.
Down in the sitting room Harry snored.
They were loud enough that Molly heard them two floors below. She rolled over hoping to dream of grandbabies.
Thursday, Dec 24^th 1994
Almost Christmas
It was only minutes to midnight when naked Ginny went down to the sitting room to give Harry her personal Christmas present, even if she had to use the aguamenti water charm on him first.
Twin’s Bedroom
Upstairs Hermione decided George suffered enough and invited him over to Fred’s bed with her. She would give George a blow job but Hermione would let Fred be her first Christmas fuck. They all had to be on their sides because the twin bed would have been too narrow for the three of them otherwise.
Hermione was a take charge kind of girl. She whispered to Fred who backed up against the wall. Hermione scooted back towards Fred with one knee up and over George to make it easier for Fred to penetrate her from behind. She had George climb in bed facing her with his head down at her hips. This way Hermione could have a mouthful of George’s cock and he could slurp her sex. In essence, Hermione 69ed George while being screwed by Fred from behind. All three on their sides crowded on a twin sized bed.
Fred ran a finger along Hermione’s slit to make sure she was wet enough. When Fred was satisfied she was, he lined up and thrust in.
Hermione’s eyes widened when she was suddenly stretched, she nipped the cock in her mouth at the same time she was being pounded.
Fred stopped for a moment when his brother slapped him to make him stop.
Hermione bit her bottom lip to keep from biting George. With her mouthful she really couldn’t say anything until she drank George’s load. Then she asked, “Fred could you hold still while I get used to this?”
Fred gave a soft chuckle, “You are stuffed my dear.”
George slapped his brother again. Hermione’s bottom lip hurt from where she bit it and it was Fred’s fault.
Hermione lay still while the two brothers had their slap fight. That didn’t stop her from licking the length of George’s penis.
Fred stopped play fighting his twin and slowly fucked Hermione. George had an idea and put his head between her legs so he could lick the bottom of Fred’s cock when he pulled back before thrusting back in.
George held tight while Fred slowly started sliding the length of Hermione’s vagina. At first she felt relief at not being so stretched because only the head of Fred’s cock was in. Then he slid back in all the way making her feel full again. For all the fucking Hermione did with Fred and George lately she was still tight.
Hermione kept licking and kissing George’s dick before she swallowed it again. Her tongue assaulted the hole on the tip of George’s penis driving George crazy. He was not so crazy as to annoy Hermione with her teeth so near his pride and joy. Hermione crossed her upper leg over George’s shoulder so Fred could go deeper and easier in her.
Fred rolled on his back and fell asleep after he shot his wad.
‘Boys!’ Hermione thought in exasperation. ‘When they cum, they’re done! It’s a good thing Harry is here!’ Hermione was disappointed when Fred came and she didn’t. He didn’t give her a chance. Her mother’s bodice rippers she read always had both cumming at the same time. Hermione knew from her experience that seldom happened.
George turned around on the bed so his head was near Hermione’s head and gripped her shoulders and then he pushed his hard cock in her cunt wet with Fred’s cum. There was no such thing as sloppy seconds with the twins. It had been share and share alike in school. Hermione was the newest girl they shared. After he was done he staggered to his bed and plopped down asleep.
As unsatisfying as this was, it was the best Christmas present she could have gotten from the twins.
Sitting Room
Downstairs in the sitting room Harry was still sprawled in the overstuffed chair. With a grin Ginny cast the water charm sleeping boy. While he was sputtering Ginny cast the drying charm on Harry after he was awake. She leaned over and kissed him, “Wakey, wakey dear, you’ve had enough rest, time to get up.” With that she pulled him to his feet and guided him to the couch. While walking Ginny peeked at Harry’s flaccid penis, it was not as long as George’s, ‘That’s probably why George acts the way he does. He’s a bigger prick than my Harry.’
Next to the old couch Ginny stood on her toes to kiss Harry and get him in the mood. Not that Ginny thought it would take much, they were both naked, they were alone, she was willing and he knew it. When she stood down Ginny started touching Harry’s penis. Soon it was proudly standing at attention. Ginny knelt to give his penis a much closer examination. Even standing erect it was not as long as George’s. However it was thicker than George’s pencil dick. Ginny nodded to herself. She knew she would be happy and do her best to make him happy.
Ginny was a virgin for Harry, after that who knows who’s next to shag her cunt instead of ass. Ginny was happy that she and Harry would have real sex for the first time together. Ginny didn’t consider oral or anal as real sex because she couldn’t get pregnant from doing those. She didn’t mind getting pregnant from Harry because he would do the ‘right thing’ and marry her. In fact she was hoping to get pregnant; she is a Weasley after all.
Ginny’s hand gripped her prize and started rubbing it up and down. Harry groaned in pleasure pushing her down on her back. Harry climbed on the couch and positioned himself over Ginny. She welcomed Harry by crossing her ankles behind Harry’s butt and squeezed him towards her. It wasn’t long before Ginny felt the tip of Harry’s cock begin to enter her. This is what she had been waiting for! What Ginny wanted for years, the Boy-Who-Lived was screwing her. He was now hers completely. Ginny pulled Harry up towards her until she thought she had him all the way in. She rubbed against him her full length and said what she thought he would want to hear. That wasn’t hard because she truly wanted him to love her. Ginny knew their children would be special. She was the first girl born a Weasley in seven generations and she was the seventh child born in this generation. She was special and Harry was special. According to her mum it was fated to be. Ginny rolled her hips and soon Harry clutched her tight as he pumped spurt after spurt of his semen into her. Ginny held him tight to milk every drop out of him.
After their frenzied lovemaking they lay side by side with Harry playing ‘connect-the-dots’ on a naked Ginny’s freckles.
Ginny felt Harry’s finger move on her abdomen while she thought about the kind of wedding she wanted. Ginny was still making her wedding plans when Harry climbed on top of her for a second round.
Saturday, 25^th December 1993
Christmas Morning
At 6:00 in the morning Ron was downstairs to gather some Christmas treats and small presents to take back to his room. He noticed Harry and Ginny asleep on the couch but paid no mind. If they didn’t want to get up for their share of nuts and candies then more for him. Ron really didn’t notice that neither Harry nor Ginny had anything on or that Harry was still in Ginny. That would have taken his attention away from what was important.
The noise Ron made did wake Ginny up. She didn’t move until he left with an armful of Christmas goodies. Ginny kissed Harry, “Wake up Harry dear we have to go up and clean up. It’s Christmas.” She kissed him again.
Harry woke up holding a good reason for his morning wood. He was holding a warm, soft and very naked Ginny Weasley. She was wriggling and rubbing Harry’s cock in her. He pulled Ginny closer slowly building to a rhythm that his red head under him demanded. Harry felt himself swell until his hips bucked and he emptied spurt after spurt into Ginny. When Harry realized what he had done without protection for Ginny. He started to apologize…
Ginny hugged Harry, “Nothing to say you’re sorry about. What’s done is done. If you knocked me up, we just started our family earlier. That’s all.”
Harry kissed Ginny. “YUCK!!! MORNING BREATH!!! Sorry Ginny!” Harry scrambled off the couch to run up stairs.
Ginny uncoiled from the couch slowly and sensuously. Like a cat that was satisfied with itself. “Harry dear, your trunk is in my room.”
“Huh?” Harry stopped, one foot on the stairs.
“I thought you’d rather sleep with me than with Ron,” Ginny sauntered past Harry, her hips swayed in a most intriguing way. “Besides there’s nothing we’ve haven’t seen now and there’s some things I want you to do to me tonight.”
Harry nodded dumbly and followed his new girlfriend’s ass to her room. They stopped to share the shower. He liked the way she toweled him dry. He could live with that. Life was looking much better than it did when he left Hogwarts only a week ago.
Downstairs
When they came back downstairs Molly was in the kitchen cooking a large Christmas breakfast. Ginny had commandeered his quidditch jersey as her only article of clothing. It was long enough to cover her bum while standing.
“Ginny dear, won’t you get cold?” Molly asked sliding a baking tin of scones in the oven.
Ginny smiled and shook her head. She knew her Harry liked to look at her legs not to mention extra clothing would get in the way when he wants to do her again…
“Well go put on some slippers. I won’t have you helping in the kitchen in your bare feet.”
Harry, in his school pajama bottoms, set the table while Ginny scampered upstairs, on the stairs when Ginny thought her mum wasn’t looking she flipped the bottom of her (was Harry’s) quidditch jersey showing her bare bum to Harry. Ginny suspected her mum knew she wore nothing else but it was more exciting to pretend she didn’t know and try to get away with not being caught. She ran out of sight for her slippers.
After plates and glasses had been set Harry tried to help in the kitchen only to be told to sit, this was women’s work.
Ginny served the first breakfast helping of eggs, bangers and fried dried apples slices. Seeing no one near the table or able to see them. She opened the fly of Harry’s pajama pants. A few swipes of her hand had Harry’s cock nice and hard, lifting the jersey bottom Ginny sat sideways on Harry’s lap, impaling herself with Harry’s cock in the process. The jersey was just long enough to make it look like all she was doing was sitting on his lap and not having sex at the breakfast table in front of everyone. This made the 12 year old Ginny feel like a wanton woman. Ginny wouldn’t be the first girl to be knocked up at 12. She wiggled in his lap until she felt Harry’s hips push back. He tried to hide what he was doing with the red haired vixen sitting on him while she fed him.
Ron sat down across from Harry and Ginny not noticing anything except the eggs and sausages. The apple slices was not real food in his opinion. He empted the serving platters before anyone else could take his food.
Hermione in her sensible flannel pajamas and the twins in old stained sweats soon sat down at one end of the table. The twins grinned at Ginny. They could guess what she was doing was she started to bounce on Harry’s lap.
Ginny fed Harry an apple slice when she felt Harry’s hips begin to buck. She smiled innocently until Harry grabbed her waist to hold her tight. Ginny dropped the next apple slice so she could wrap her arms around Harry’s neck. She could feel the warmth from Harry filling her inside. Ginny buried her head on Harry’s shoulder trying to muffle the sounds she was making.
Molly heard and noticed. She smiled while cooking Ron’s next helping.
The twins grinned and grabbed Hermione by her arms and legs, tilting her chair over, and carried her back upstairs leaving their breakfast for Ron.
The Christmas presents were not opened until later in the day much to Ron’s displeasure.
Dumbledore made his Christmas visit in the late afternoon before he had to return to Hogwarts. Molly had a private talk with Dumbledore in his capacity as Headmaster. He listened while he stroked his long white beard and nodded. ‘Yes, that could work,’ he thought.
After the Christmas Dinner, Fred and George flood to visit Lee Jordan, their partner in pranking crime, leaving Hermione at the Burrow.
Ginny tugged at Hermione calling over her shoulder, “SEE MORE OF YOU LATER HARRY! GIRL TALK!”
Ginny’s Bedroom
Upstairs in her room Ginny pushed Hermione up against the wall for a heated snog, “I know what we talked about earlier. Now it’s just the two of us. Tell me true. Do you we can make this work?”
“Yes,” Hermione said in a small voice, “I honestly believe Harry loves you.”
“Not you?” Ginny asked.
“Oh, I’m sure screw ourselves silly, sooner or later but you’ll be the one,” Hermione kissed the tip of Ginny’s nose, “he comes home to. Don’t worry I have my sights set on someone else.”
Downstairs Harry stroked himself thinking about last night.
The two nude girls sat on the edge of Ginny’s bed. Ginny leaned over to kiss her best friend, “That doesn’t mean I don’t want you or Harry doesn’t want you.” Ginny’s tongue blocking anything Hermione was going to say. Ginny pushed the larger girl flat on her back on the bed. Ginny spread her legs so she could lay flat on top of Hermione so she could rub her ‘hair down there’ against Hermione. It wasn’t long before the friction had her gasping and wanting more. Ginny was unsure how to go about it. This was the first time for a real girl on girl affair for either of her.
‘Well, almost there,’ Ginny thought with a mental laugh, ‘It can only get better with practice.’
Hermione hugged the girl on top of her, “We need to get up. Harry’s going to wonder what’s taking so long.”
“No sweetheart,” Ginny whispered as she laid her head on Hermione’s near shoulder. This was different than she thought it would be. What started out as a planned seduction using sex ended up as a private conversation with the same result, “There’s nothing wrong with it, a girl needs a different types of love. “We will have different boys as well as each other for those different kinds of love.” Ginny’s hand moved up slowly and stroked the side of one of Hermione’s breasts.
Hermione shifted her body unconsciously so she could lean into the hand to increase the feeling. It felt different but good. With her hand she knew what she was going to do next. Hermione had no control over what Ginny would do next. The anticipation made Hermione shift wanting more.
Hermione stayed on her back while Ginny rolled off Hermione to her side to face her lover. Ginny propped up on one elbow, one hand now resting fully on of Hermione’s breast.
Hermione’s arched her back up to continue that wonderful feeling.
“No dearest Hermione it’s inevitable that sooner or later you will want to pleasure Harry he is there and available. He might want to watch. I’ve heard most boys are like that. I think everyone has favorite actions.” Ginny finger circled and teased Hermione’s upright nipple. “For example, now you like your breast being touched, but you may find that you like something else more from Harry or Fred.”
“Not the twins. One go and they’re done.”
“Who?” Ginny asked.
“I’ll let you know after I’ve tried him out.” Hermione said primly her hose up in the air.
“BRAT!” Naked Ginny ran downstairs to Harry as she laughed.
Hermione shook her head. It was all well and good if Ginny wanted to settle down at her age but she couldn’t. There were too many cocks Hermione hadn’t tried before she found the one that fit just right.
Naked Hermione left Ginny’s room to wash-up.
Downstairs
The twins wolf whistled.
Ron never noticed. He had a whole fruitcake all to himself and was not about to share.
Harry stared at his nude girlfriend, “You’re beautiful but don’t you think you should put something on?”
She smiled in response. “You’re right this isn’t the place Harry Potter.” She wrapped her arms around his neck sat in his lap again. Ginny kissed Harry, “But I’ll take what I can get.”
Molly was in the kitchen and faced away from the rest of the house. She banged one of her cauldrons to remind everyone she was there.
“Nah, for what I have in mind” Ginny poked Harry in the chest, “you, mister, are wearing too much.” Ginny stood and tugged Harry to follow her upstairs.
The twins looked at each other, “‘BY MUM!” They flooed away before Molly had a chance to say anything.
Ginny’s Bedroom
In her room Ginny massaged Harry while she undressed her boy toy. The more Harry shagged her the better her chance of being pregnant and the other bitches at Hogwarts can suck lemons. Speaking of sucking… Ginny was on her knees licking and kissing Harry’s penis before she put it in her mouth.
Harry closed his eyes to see if it would heighten the sensation, he thought it did but he kept opening his eyes to watch his naked girlfriend suck his dick while she played with his balls. “Ginny, I’m going to cum,” he muttered. Not long after he warned her his cock exploded and filled her mouth making her cheeks bulge with his cum.
Ginny made a show of licking her lips with the tip of her tongue and swallowed noisily. “We are not done yet Mister Potter. You haven’t fucked me and I want to be fucked.”
“But I just came. You sucked me dry,” Harry whined. He pointed down to his wet but limp dick.
Ginny fondled his dick and crawled up on Harry until she pushed him down on her bed. Ginny tried to swallow Harry’s tonsils by snogging. After their intense snogging session Ginny lay on the bed half draped over Harry. Ginny was curled over Harry’s chest so she could reach past her thigh and stroke him slowly to make him hard again. It was taking longer than she wanted.
While Ginny was stroked Harry hard again his hand ran from her hip and up her arm, he didn’t know Ginny’s armpits were ticklish. Then his hand slid over to her breasts. His fingers played with a nipple a little, making her gasp when he tweaked her nipple. She was still stroking him ever so slowly, so he ran his hand back over her back and back up.
Now he was hard Ginny spun herself around on his chest so she could fuck herself. Only with no one holding his dick steady she kept missing because Harry’s penis wobbled everywhere but where she wanted it. Finally she had to break off her snog so she could reach behind her and hold him steady so she could get him in her. Ginny made a long moan when he filled her.
Harry’s hips rocked up to fill Ginny deeper and Ginny pushed down because she wanted to be filled. She spread her legs farther for him and wished she had a fertility potion but it was not taught at Hogwarts and too many questions would be asked if she asked her brothers to buy one for her.
Harry hugged and kissed Ginny. Their bump and grind brought them closer and closer to orgasm until with a wordless scream Ginny’s legs clamped Harry’s waist and hips, the muscles of her vagina seized Harry’s cock in a vice-like grip. Harry was surprised how tight it felt but loved how good it felt. Ginny was his first and only. Unconsciously Harry thrust harder and faster in response to the pressure building up in him until he started pumping out stream after stream of cum to fill Ginny.
“Merlin, yes! Yes, Harry! More! More!” Ginny urged as she held tight trying to milk every last drop from Harry. All too soon for Ginny Harry slowed and stopped completely. Ginny wasn’t done with Harry and her body jerked again, her legs clamped down behind Harry’s ass. If her experience with her Bill or Charley was anything to go by Harry would eager to screw her soon.
Harry didn’t know a girl would want it as much as he would.
Molly listened from the darkness of the hall outside Ginny’s Bedroom. Originally she was going to bring her daughter up to her bedroom. From the sound of it Ginny was being screwed by Harry. Arthur could sleep alone because Ginny was being shagged by Harry. Molly did not care who the father of Ginny’s baby was. She wanted her grandbabies.
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