The Taking Of Hermione | By : RandH4ever Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 13990 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ron looked up and smiled when Hermione said his name. He
walked over to Harry’s bed, bent down, and placed a kiss on Hermione’s cheek,
whispering, “I’ll be right back, Sweetie. Could you get on my bed while I’m
gone, please?” Hermione nodded and watched Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Neville walk
out of the dorm.
When they were out of sight, Hermione got up, walked over to Ron’s bed, and lay
down. She started thinking about the hot, sexy, wonderful things that Ron would
do to her body, and her hand crept up into her hair. Hermione closed her eyes
and sighed. As her mind wandered, so did her hands.
Her hands ran over her nipples and pinched them harshly while she imagined Ron
walking into the room, climbing on top of her, and without saying a word,
biting her breasts roughly. “Oh, Ron,” she moaned.
Hermione was so wrapped up in her fantasies that she didn’t notice the door
open and Ron come in. When he did, he looked towards his bed and saw that
Hermione spread out on it…masturbating. He was so turned on by this forbidden
sexual act that he stripped down to his boxers, walked over to Harry’s bed,
which would give him an unobstructed view of Hermione, and sat down so he could
enjoy the show that she was unknowingly putting on for him.
“Oh, yeah, Kitty Cat. You look so sexy. Don’t stop,” Ron whispered, hoarsely.
Hermione’s eyes shot open. She saw Ron and quickly covered herself with his bed
sheet.
“Ron!” she yelled, “Why didn’t you knock on the door before you came in?”
“Keep going,” he said huskily, completely ignoring her question.
“What?” Hermione shrieked, shocked by his words.
“I want to watch you cum with your own hands. Now, touch yourself for me,” Ron
said, slowly, as if to a small child.
“B-But…” she stammered.
“Sweetie, if you want me to touch you AT ALL, you will touch yourself first,”
Ron said patiently.
“Okay,” she said, warily.
“Good girl,” Ron whispered. “Now, let me see you tease your nipples. Make them
hard enough for me to suck on.”
Hermione slowly reached her hands up to her breasts and gently rubbed her
nipples with the pads of her thumbs. She gasped at the warmth and wetness that
she instantly felt between her legs.
“There’s ice in the glass next to you, Kitty Cat,” Ron said, when he saw that
Hermione’s nipples had turned into little pebbles. “Take a piece out. Put it
between your legs and fuck yourself with it.”
Hermione looked over to Ron’s nightstand and saw what he was talking about. She
reached her hand into the glass and pulled out a large piece of ice that looked
a little bit like a cock.
Hermione looked at it for a moment, and then gave it a lick so she wouldn’t be
in pain when she put it into her dripping wet pussy. She lowered the ice to her
entrance and slowly slid it in. After a few seconds of gently inserting and
removing the ice, Ron interrupted.
“Don’t be gentle. Really FUCK yourself. Do it as hard as you possibly can.”
At his words, Hermione started SLAMMING the ice into her cunt. At each
insertion she gasped and cried out. “Oh, oh, oh. Yes, yes. Ooooooh, mmmm. Gods.
Oh, that’s good. I can feel the ice melting in my tight hole. It’s so cold.
But, it’s not enough. I need more, something bigger. Ron, I…I can’t take it
anymore. Please. I need your cock. Please, Ronnie. Please. Oh, Gods. ROOOOOON!”
She screamed as she experienced an earth-shattering orgasm.
“Bloody hell, that was REAL hot, Kitty Cat. I gotta put my cock in you.” Ron
said, panting. As Hermione was masturbating with the ice, he was stroking
himself off, and they both came at the same time.
“Yeah. Do it. Do it now.”
Ron stood up, took off his boxers, and got on his bed next to Hermione. “Ride
me, ‘Mione. Ride my cock.”
Hermione flipped over on top of him and slowly lowered herself onto his
painfully hard cock. “Harry was really gentle. TOO gentle, actually. I want
this to be hard and fast. Okay?”
Ron was about to cum because of the feeling of his dick being completely
sheathed in Hermione’s white-hot center. “I don’t care how you want it or how
you do it. Just fuck me!”
She lifted her body up so that Ron’s length was just barely in her, then she
started pounding her body on his. “Damn. Your cock is a lot bigger than
Harry’s. I love it. It feels perfect. I never want to stop.”
“So, then, don’t…. ever,” Ron said.
Unbeknownst to Hermione (because Ron already knew), Dean, Seamus, and Neville
had been listening to them the whole time.
“This is so much hotter than when Harry was with her,” Neville whispered to the
others. Dean and Seamus nodded their agreement.
“You were listening to us, too?” came Harry’s voice, from behind them. They
turned around, quickly, startled, and saw that Harry was leaning against the
wall, and looking like he was about to lose his temper.
“Um…hi, Harry,” said Dean, nervously.
“Answer the question,” Harry said, with a slight edge to his voice.
“Were…You…Listening...To? Us?”
“Well, yes,” said Seamus, “but…”
“I don’t want to hear any excuses,” Harry cut him off. “Are you going to be
doing this for the rest of you, too?”
“Yes,” said Neville, excitedly. “But we’ll do more than that. After Ron is
done, he’ll go back into the room, and tell Hermione that you need your
Invisibility Cloak because you want to go down to the kitchens. But, instead of
giving it to you, we will be under it, watching Hermione have sex with the rest
of us.” Dean leaned over and lightly smacked the back of the shorter boy’s
head.
Just then, the Gryffindor boys heard Ron and Hermione scream out each other’s
names in intense pleasure.
“I want to watch with you,” Harry said after the screams had subsided. The other
boys turned to look at him. “Hermione was…beautiful when she came and I want to
see that again, even if it is with someone else.”
Seamus nodded. “Well, like Neville said, we were going to basically LIE to
Hermione. But, since you want to watch, you can get the cloak yourself.”
Harry nodded. After a few minutes, Ron walked out of the dorm with a dazed look
on his face.
“Have fun?” Harry asked, smirking.
“Oh yeah. Um, Dean, you’re next. Alright, so should I go back in there now, or
what? Oh, Harry, you see…um...we…uh…” Ron stuttered.
“Ron, I already know. Neville told me. I’m going in instead of you,” Harry
said.
“Ok. Well, go on, then, mate.”
“What? Oh. Err…yeah. Right.” Harry walked up to the door and knocked.
“Hermione? It’s Harry. May I come in please? I need my dad’s cloak.” After
getting her consent, Harry walked into the dorm. He returned a few minutes
later, triumphant.
“Got it.” Harry held up the cloak.
“Wicked,” said Dean. “My turn. Meet us in the kitchen in ten minutes.”
A/N: This chapter isn’t very good, and I’m sorry about
that. I just ran out of ideas, which is why I can’t write my next chapter, “Dean.”
If anyone has any ideas for the next chapter, or this one, please tell me. Any
and all help is appreciated!
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