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Why Not Ron	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pansy looked at his cock in her hand. It felt like steel wrapped in silk. Pansy leaned close and inhaled. The skin smelled slightly different. Still masculine but more so. She looked at his crotch then up to his face.

“You’re not that hairy?” It was an innocent observation, but one that she couldn’t hold back.

“I trim it really short.” She looked back after his response. The hairs were all even length and now that he had mentioned it, the area did look ‘groomed’. She dismissed the situation and looked back at his cock again. She took the head in her mouth and sucked.

“Ah, easy Pansy, easy.” She immediately stopped and looked at him. Ron was thinking the same thing she was. If she was going to get through this she’d need some instruction. “Start slow, just slide up and down first, just to get it slick.” She took him in her mouth again and slid her lips up and down. Ron watched as he slowly slid in and out of her lips. He’d never seen a sexier sight. “Now suck, but do it gently.” She complied and watched him. He closed his eyes and rolled his head back with a groan. She kept at it. With his length she was only able to go halfway down his shaft.

She kept her grip on his cock as she continued to slide. She came up too far and her lips broke contact with a loud slurp that nearly sent Ron into convulsions.

He lifted up on an elbow and reached down to cradle her face, feeling her jaw working beneath his fingertips. He lost control of his breathing, but at this point he didn’t care if he sounded like a dragon in heat.

Her free hand slid up, caressing his chest and feeling his heart thundering under his breastbone.

He sat up and wove both his hands in her hair. He looked down, almost losing it when he saw her head moving up and down in his lap.

“For fucks sake woman, come here.” He grabbed her arms and lifted her. Locking his lips with her, they kissed with a hunger that was fast overtaking both of them.

Without pulling away from her lips, Ron rolled her on her back and slid his body between her legs. He reached down and ran his cock head over her lips. When he found her entrance, he paused and held himself still. He looked at Pansy and wrapped his arms around her.

“Are you ready?” He asked. She hugged his shoulders and nodded.

“Yes. I’m ready Ron.” They held each other’s eyes as Ron sank inch by inch inside her.

She held her breathe, cherishing the feel. There was no pain. Only the glorious sensation of being filled and stretched. She wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him deeper.

Ron’s jaw dropped and his eyes dilated. He was gasping for air. Pansy’s tightness squeezed him more then he thought. She was hot and wet and sliding into her warmed his whole body.

“Oh my Gods Pansy!” He was completely inside her, buried to the hilt. Her legs were soft around him and the sight of her heaving under him was testing his mental capabilities. “Are you alright, my darling?” he asked.

“Yes.” She nodded rapidly watching him as he fought for air. “Ron, are you alright?” He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“You don’t know how long I have dreamed about being inside you.” He licked her earlobe and slowly began to move his hips. She groaned under him. “At night I have touched myself, thinking of doing this with you.” He thrust again. She tightened her hold with her legs. “Now that I have this feeling, it’s all I will think about.” He reached down with one hand and firmly gripped her ass, pulling her toward him as he thrust again. He began rolling his hips, plunging at a different angle. Her lips and now her body were filled with pure bliss.

He covered her lips with his again. She wove her hands in his wild mane of hair and returned the plunges of his tongue and the thrusts of his cock. He moved faster and harder. She gasped and grunted right along with him.

Both of their bodies were covered in a thin film of sweat. Ron’s body tightened over her, his muscles strained.

“Love, I want you there with me….” he gasped out, “what do you need?” She was finding it hard to breathe, she was close too.

“Touch me.” She managed. He pulled a hand out from behind her back and gripped her hips.

“Where baby? Tell me.” She was lost. She was an inch away, ready to crumble at any moment. She reached for his hand and shoved it between their bodies. Ron needed no more clues. His fingers searched for her clit and rolled it back and forth.

Pansy let out a shriek. “Yes, Ron, like that. Oh Ron…….” She began thrusting her hips up to his meeting him. “Ron…Ron…I….” She thrust up against his sharply and clamped down. Her legs tightened around him, as she wailed out.

“OH FUCK!” He cried. The feel of her pussy squeezing down on him was too much for him to take. “ARRGGHHHH” He thrust hard inside her as he came, spilling thick cream inside her.

He collapsed on her, gasping for air, his panting matching hers. They both were winded and boneless.

Pansy lifted her arms and hugged him. He rose on his elbows, still breathing hard and cradled her face in his hands. He ran his thumbs over her temples and lips.

“You were amazing.” He said and leaned down to kiss her. “I must be heavy.” He said as he moved.

When the air hit her body she shivered. Ron jumped up and helped her stand. He yanked the duvet off the bed and wrapped it around her.

She giggled as he picked her up and walked to the fire. Grabbing his wand from the table he enlarged the armchair into a loveseat.

Ron placed his beauty on the seat, then went to the table, pouring them each a glass of juice. Pansy watched his naked body move. This man should be sculpted, she thought, and displayed in a museum.

He handed her a glass and joined her in the chair, enclosing the blanket around them. Ron flicked his wand at the fireplace and it ignited, warming the colder side of the room. She settled herself under his arm and laced her fingers with his.

“Was that better than your first?” He asked.

“Much.”

“Who was it?” Ron asked. She tilted her head to look up at him.

“Draco.” Ron started laughing. “What’s so funny?”

“I know he’d be crap.”

“Why do you say that?” She asked turning slightly to face him.

“From the way he talks.” When she said nothing he continued. “After we play quidditch we have the habit of having a bit of man chat in the locker room. We know girls won’t be there so we don’t censor ourselves. All he talks about is the intercourse part and how you had to go through too much to get there, like it’s a waste of time. From the way he talks, it’s like he considers it unnecessary, and I think he believes women are ready all the time. So I knew he wouldn’t do anything unless he was with a girl who was experienced and made him.” Pansy laughed then grew serious.

“Did he say anything about me?“ She asked.

“No, when he talked he would say ‘this girl’ or something like that. I think he was afraid to say names because we might go and talk to the girl and find out he was lying.” Pansy laughed again. “Although he did mention that just after the term started a girl asked him to take her virginity.”

“What?” She shot out.

“You didn’t ask him?” He grinned.

“Not outright. I did ask him, but he didn’t even know I was a virgin until we met up and it happened. It‘s not like I told him I wanted him to be the first, he never knew.” Ron chucked.

“Well, he said it was great, but she didn’t get off, most likely because of the pain of it being her first time.”

“Right, more likely from the lack of stimulation.” Ron laughed again. “Ron?”

“Yes?”

“Who was your first?” She asked.

“You.” Pansy’s eyes flew open, gaping at him. He couldn’t help but smile at her.

“Do you mean to tell me that this was your first time!?” She was stunned.

“Yes ma’am it was.” He openly grinned at her shock. It made him feel good that she couldn’t tell. He didn’t want her to concentrate on that. He had wanted her to enjoy herself. Telling her it was his first time would have made her think too much about what she was doing, and he wouldn’t have been able to relax.

“But…..it…..” She stammered, looking around.

“But what?” He asked pulling her closer. She looked at him somewhat uneasy.

“It was so good.” Ron looked away and laughed with a blush. “Well it was, that didn’t seem like a virgin over there….Ron, your blushing.” Ron had indeed flushed bright red.

“Well, thank you.” He was chuckling. She laughed along with him.

“Well, if that was your first time, where did you learn all that?” She was curious now.

“You really want to know?” She nodded. “Well aside from taking a look at my brother’s dirty magazines, during vacations and holidays when Hermione spends time at my home, she always brings a romance novel or two.” Pansy’s eyes lifted and she cracked a huge grin. “At night when everyone was asleep, I would leaf through them and find the good parts.” He admitted. Pansy laughed out loud, burying her face in his neck. She could feel his chest move as he laughed with her. When she was able to control herself, she rested her body against his, her cheek on his collarbone.

“I have a new found respect for trashy novels.” She said.

“Oh, believe me love, that was far better than any book or magazine.” He put his glass down and embraced her close, pressing his lips to her temple.

The fire had warmed the room considerably. Pansy pushed the duvet off and stretched her legs out. The couple relaxed on the chair naked. Nothing was said for over an hour. Nothing needed to be said. Pansy had never felt more relaxed and comfortable in her life. Being with Ron over the past couple of months and being physically with him now felt so right.

The only communication between them was light caresses. His fingertips down her shoulders and arms. Her cheek along his chest. Their legs bending and unbending against each other. Silk against stone. Pansy felt at home in his arms. His touches were not sexual in nature. Ron was merely admiring her body.

She had given it to him and he would cherish it.
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