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                              Hermione Ron and Portia

Ch 8     Ron and Portia

Early next Monday morning, Hermione kissed them goodbye and reminded them to behave themselves, then apparated to the Ministry and on to France. Portia had been accepted into an intern program at the ministry for young teens, and after they finished breakfast, Ron and Portia went by floo to the Ministry. “See you at lunch,” he called to Portia, and they reported to their respective areas. That evening they returned home. Ron showered and changed clothes as Portia prepared their dinner. They were getting along peacefully together, eating dinner and just talking, each making an effort to just be friendly, sexual tension aside. There was no mistaking it, there was considerable tension in the air.

After finishing dinner and cleaning up, Ron turned to Portia. “We need to talk seriously, Portia, about a few things, very important things.”

“Yes, I agree. You want to start?” she asked.

“Yes. How do I start?” he pondered. “Portia, I like you very much. That’s natural, considering that you are so much like your sister. And make no mistake, I love Mione. I love her very much, and I would never do anything to hurt her. You know, for a bloke, when the wife or girl friend is away, the temptation to find sexual release else ware is very strong. I know that a lot of blokes do that. But I just can’t. I love Mione too much to hurt her. And I can’t lie to her, I know that she would find out.”

“Now, what you and I did before, well, maybe it shouldn’t have happened. I don’t know. But it did. Mione is ok with it. Her reasoning was that it was for your benefit, to protect and prepare you against the bad things that can happen to a young girl. She was with us, and guided and taught both of us. I agreed to this for Mione, and for you.”

“But now, I don’t know about continuing that relationship. It’s not natural, and I don’t know if you want to do it. What I really want is for us to be a family, a normal loving family. Before Mione left, she told me to take care of you, in a sexual way. ”

“Oh Ron, I’m so happy you said that. I agree completely. I just want to be family also. I love Mione, and I love you. Sis told me to take care of you, if you know what I mean, and I intend to keep you happy and satisfied while sis is gone. She asked me to do this.”

“So were alright with this?”

“Yes,” she said.

“Good, Portia. And your right, under different circumstances there probable would be tensions. Mione told me that she taught you some ways to relieve the tension.”

“Yes, she did, and I intend to make full use of what she told me if I have to. But I hope I don’t. Sis also told me that you wink or something to relieve yourself.”

Ron laughed. “Not wink, Portia, it’s WANK. And yes I do, when Mione is not here. It helps.”

They both laughed and smiled at each other. They relaxed for a few moments, then Ron said, “Portia, I feel very lucky that you’re here. I am looking forward to having fun with you.”

“Me too, Ron. Me too. So can I sleep with you tonight? We don‘t have to do anything, like, you know.”

“Well what fun would that be? Let’s watch the telly for a while, then shower with me and we’ll just see what happens. Ok?”

“You’re on, big brother.”

They watched the telly for about an hour when said, “Portia, excuse me a moment, I have to use the loo.”

“Me too. I’ll go with you. Let’s strip.”

They feverously shed their clothes proceeded to the loo. “Let me pee first, sis.”

“No. I want to help you. Get in the shower.”

They stepped into the stall and turned on the water. Portia gripped Ron’s cock in her hand. “Piss on me Ron. Cover me with your piss.”

Ron’s copious yellow stream poured out as Portia directed it over her pussy and her breasts. She knelt down and took his cock into her mouth, savoring the last few drops that flowed into her mouth. She couldn’t help but swallow some of it, the rest dribbled down her chin. When he was finished, she licked her lips and smiled. “I always wanted to do that. Would you let me pee on you? Not now, but after my period is over.”

Ron was shocked at all this. It’s something he had never experienced. Certainly never with Mione. “How would we do that, sis? And where in Merlin’s name did you learn to do that?”

“I’ll show you later. And I have never done it before. At my old school there were some older girls that liked to shock the younger ones with stories like that. You wouldn’t believe the things they told us. I never believed any of it at the time, but I have always remembered their stories. So now let’s get washed.”

Portia pulled out her tampon and tossed it into the trash bin. “Will you have sex with me while I have my period?”

“Sure, why not.”

“Good, then clean me well Ron, I don’t want to get blood all over you.”

They washed each other thoroughly, dried off and virtually ran to the bedroom. “Why don’t we use my bed, Ron. So we don’t get blood all over your sheets. Mine are already bloody.”

“I have a better idea,” he said. He pulled a plastic fitted sheet from the closet and placed it on the mattress. “This is what we use, Mione’s idea. It makes cleanup easier.”

They played for some time when Portia pulled back and said to him, “Ron, do you feel guilty about this?”

“No, I don’t. Mione made it clear that she was alright with you and I. Better to keep it in the family,” she said.

“Good, then fuck me Ron. Make my blood splatter all over and make me come.”

Ron lost no time in bringing her to a bloody climax. They came together hard and long, their orgasms cascading through them like an electric shock. They held each other till the shock subsided, then pulled apart and crawled to each other head to ass. Ron was fascinated at the way her blood was coating her vaginal folds. He ran his fingers around her vagina, spreading her blood like paint. He inserted his finger into her, spreading her lips apart so that a mix of blood and cum poured out onto his hand. He lapped it up greedily, and proceeded to clean her with his tongue.

Portia seemed equally fascinated by Ron’s bloody penis. She played with it, rolled it between her fingers. Then she placed her mouth on him, sucking him into her to the hilt. She cleaned his penis completely. “Ron, make me cum again. Make me cum with your mouth. Make me cum before you do.”

Ron attacked her pussy with fervor, as she attacked his penis. Surprisingly they came almost together, only seconds apart. As they lay there panting, they started to laugh. “I can’t believe you Portia. For such an inexperienced neophyte, you are amazing. Let’s get cleaned up and get some sleep. Work tomorrow.”



The next evening at dinner, the two unlikely carnal partners were unabashedly discussing their relationship and making plans for the evening.

“Portia, you absolutely amaze me. Where did you learn those things we did last night?”

“I didn’t learn them anywhere Ron. As I said, the girls at my school liked to talk about sex, I suppose to impress their friends. I could tell that most of the things they were saying were made-up. But when you get a bunch of randy teen girls all trying to outdo each other with their stories, some very inventive scenarios can result. For example, that bit about peeing, which they called ‘water-sports’, was very obviously a fabric of their collective imaginations. No one does those things, I don’t think.”

“We did, last night.”

“Ron, what we did last night only scratched the surface of what we could do, or what the girls talked about doing. Why, are you interested in trying new things with me?”

“Well, you go back to school next week, and I just thought that we’ll never again have this kind of freedom to do some things, and I thought that you might be willing to try, well, if you wanted to, I mean not that I don’t want to, but we might at least try some things, you know, that we ordinarily wouldn’t try, since we have the opportunity to…..”

Portia cut him off saying, “Ron, you’re rambling. Do you want to try some stuff like that or not? I know I‘m young, but I may not ever again get to try these things safely with a willing partner. I want to try everything, like water-sports, and arse fucking, and anything else that comes to mind. So what is it, yes or no?”

“Ok, here’s the thing. I know that Mione has already done many of these things, things that I haven’t tried, and I know that she is not about to do them with me because she didn’t like them. So yes, I’m willing to try anything with you, as long as it will not hurt you or anything. Ok.”

“Good. So lets start. We can’t do everything in one night, so what would you like to try tonight?”

“Why don’t we just start fooling around, you know, playing and stuff, and see what happens. Like playing it by ear, or playing it by whatever pops into our heads.”

“Yes, strip me and let’s hit the showers.”

They playfully washed each other, their needs guiding their hands. “Ron, I should take my tampon out. Would you help me? I‘ll sit on the loo and show you how.”

Still dripping wet, she sat down and spread her legs and her pussy lips, giving him full access to her ready vagina. Ron carefully extracted the tampon and tossed it into the bin.

She prepared the douche bag and showed him how to clean her vagina. “Insert the nozzle into me and squeeze the bag slowly,” she instructed him. “I have to pee, Ron. You sit and let me mount you.”

She rode him for just a few strokes, then pulled off him and let go with a torrent of piss soaking his penis and bollocks. “That felt good,” she told him. “Let’s clean up and get something to drink. How about some wine?”

Two glasses of wine later, they retired to the bedroom. Lying together, Ron was playing with Portia’s tiny breasts. “You know Portia, I think your boobs are getting bigger.”

“It’s about time. I think it’s my hormones. My body doesn’t know that I am not going to get pregnant, and they are preparing me just in case.”

Ron laughed, running his hands over them. “Yes, I suppose so. They are so nice, so soft but firm. I just love them.”

He started kissing her face, moving slowly down her body. He kissed and sucked on her nipples, marveling at their feel in his mouth. He ran his tongue around her areolas, sucking and using his tongue. She was responding in kind, using her hand to stimulate his penis. She pulled away and very slowly mounted him, pushing her pussy down until she could feel her clit rubbing against his pubic bone. Ron continued to caress her boobs with his hands, kneading the firm tissue like he was kneading bread.

“Cum for me Ron. Fill me. Let me feel your juices spill into me. Oh Merlin, that feels so good.”

She started to feel her orgasm building and she pumped faster and faster until she felt him explode into her, filling her full with his milk. When she felt his last ejaculating pulse, she slid off him and straddled his face, spreading her vulva and rubbing her exposed vaginal opening onto his mouth. She climaxed with an explosion that emptied her womb into him, every drop mixed with her own vaginal juices. With a few more undulations of her body, she emptied her bladder also, continuing to tremor and shake as her climax slowly subsided. She collapsed on to him, crying softly.

“That was an amazing experience Ron. Thank you so much. You are such a good lover, Mione doesn’t know how lucky she is.”

They held each other for a long time, being sexually sated. She rolled over and kissed him sweetly, saying that she was tired. “Let’s go to sleep now. Thank you Ron. You are such a wonderful lover.”

And within minutes they were asleep in each others arms.



Next morning, Portia followed Hermione’s morning routine, blowing off Ron and then making him breakfast. Morning coffee to wash down the semen really hit’s the spot she was thinking. Hermione had it right.

Ron appeared shortly and sat down to breakfast. “Morning sis, you sleep well?”

“Like I was in a coma, Ron. And you?”

“Well not quite comatose like, but it was very restful. Anything planned for today?”

“Just some food shopping. Mione gave me her credit card and a list of what we will need for the rest of the week. After that, I’ll do the housework, and prepare supper. What would you like?”

“Whatever you think, sis. That’s women’s work. Men just want to come home and eat.”

“How very typically chauvinistic of you, prat.” she said as she punched his shoulder.

They finished breakfast and Ron stepped into the floo. “See you tonight sis. Have a good day.”

The next few evenings they settled on a routine of starting out doing sixty-nine position things, then just having fun. One night, Portia decided to test her sexual endurance. “Do anything to me you want, Ron. Just keep going and don’t let me come down.”

They fucked in every imaginable position, and after every fuck, Ron brought her to climax with his mouth, tongue, and fingers. When he regained his erection, he fucked her again. After a time, his penis needing a longer rest, so he fucked her with a dildo. It was amazing, she was amazing. She lost count after twelve unbelievable orgasms, and fell asleep as Ron was still pounding into her.

The next night, after their sixty-nine routine, Portia said to him, “Ron, all this has been simply wonderful. I think we have done just about everything possible, except for one thing.”

“Yes sis, it has been wonderful, and I have truly enjoyed my time with you. You are truly a sexual phenomenon. So what have we missed?’

“I really want to try arse fucking. I know that you don’t particularly enjoy it, but if you don’t mind, I would really like to try it, to feel you come in my arse. That’s about the only thing we haven’t tried.”

Ron thought for a minute, then said, “Ok, I’m willing to give it a try. Mione says that I should use a condom, but I think that if I have a good piss afterwards, I’ll be safe.

I would like to feel what it’s like to pound into you unsheathed.”

“I know that my little arsehole will be very tight, so let me get one of the dildos that Mione gave me before. I think if I insert it before hand and leave it in for a while, it should stretch me enough to make it less painful for both of us.”

“Good idea sis. I’ll get that gel stuff to lube us up.”

Portia laid down on her stomach with her knees drawn up and her arse sticking straight up in the air, an invitation for fun. Ron played a bit with his fingers in her, then squirted the gel into her arsehole as far up as he could reach, put a liberal coating on the dildo plug. “Let me know if this is hurting you,” he warned her, and pushed the plug deep into her. She winched a bit, but didn’t complain.

“It doesn’t hurt at all,” she told him. “I just feel full and stretched, like I really have to go, you know.”

“If you think you feel full now, wait till you feel my dick in you.”

She laughed. “I wait in splendid expectation,” she replied.

They played other games to pass the time, allowing her anal muscles to adjust. Portia climaxed several times, but Ron held off, saying that he wanted save everything he had for her arse. “Good thinking,” Portia told him.

“I think I am ready now, Ron. Let’s start.”

Portia laid on her stomach and placed several pillows under her hips to raise her torso and provide better access to her arsehole while still being comfortable. Ron administered to her offerings with his hands and tongue, running his fingers around her folds and her arsehole button. He licked her pussy lips and ran hit tongue along her perineum from arse to pussy and back again. Portia could feel a climax building, and told Ron that she was ready.

He first probed her vaginal opening with his penis, slowly pushing in and out, feeling her respond with waves of pleasure running through her body. He slowly removed the plug, and applying the gel to his penis, he entered her arsehole for the first time. He was surprised at how easily he could move inside her. “Oh, sis, this feels so good,” he exclaimed.

Portia wanted to reach a climax this way, so she inserted the other dildo into her vagina and pushed it as far in as she could, then moved it slowly in and out while fingering her clit.

Ron could feel the dildo in her pussy moving in and out as he pulsed into her arse. He adjust his strokes so that as he pushed into her, the dildo in her pussy was pulling out. This resulted in an amazingly stimulating feeling deep in his groin and passing down into his bollocks. He felt himself approaching his orgasm and yelled to her that he going to explode. She increased her stimulation to her clit, determined to climax with him.

He pushed his penis as far into her as possible as he exploded into her. Over and over he ejaculated until it felt like his very bollocks were going to escape into her arse. As his erection subsided, he felt the urgent need to urinate, and unable to control it, his bladder emptied into her arse and over the rest of her body.

As Portia felt him exploding into her, her orgasm hit her so hard that she just lost it. She no longer had any control over her body. Her brain went south, and she felt that her whole body consisted only of her pussy and arse, and just those two parts of her controlled every feeling she had. Unable to stop it, her pee gushed forth, leaving her with a feeling of complete release.



They both collapsed, their hearts beating rapidly, their breathing labored. It took a long time for them to recover enough to even speak. But when they did, they were elated. “Portia, that was simple mind blowing.”

“Yea, it was. Simply, completely unbelievable. We’d better get up and clean ourselves before all this gook becomes a permanent part of us. And I’d better clean up the bed too.”

“I’ll help. Let’s shower first then clean the bed.”

They showered and cleaned, and laid there weary bodies on the bed. “Portia, you start school tomorrow, don’t you?”

“No, the day after tomorrow. Mione comes home tomorrow afternoon.”

“Yea, that’s right. I forgot. So I guess this is the end of our affair. How do you feel about that?”

“I don’t know. Everything has been simple astounding. Everything we’ve done will live in my memory forever. I can’t thank you enough for all that you have taught me. I know that my sexual life is just beginning, and I feel confident that I will know how to protect myself in the future. I know what to do, or more to the point what not to do. I feel safe, thanks to you and Mione.”

“Good, I am glad to here that. Now tomorrow morning will you take care of me one last time?”

“Portia’s eyes shot up. “You knew that was me?”

“Of course I did, right from the first time. You may be Mione’s sister, but you have totally different techniques. I could feel the difference in your mouths. I never let on because I didn’t want to spoil a good thing.”

“Ok then Ron, first thing in the morning. But this time, say thank you to me and not my sister.”

That morning, Portia was up early. She went to the kitchen and started the coffee brewing, then went back to the bedroom to wake Ron. She pushed the sheet off him and stood there a moment admiring his gloriously rock hard penis. She knelt down on the bed beside him and took his penis into her mouth. Suddenly she felt herself being lifted on top of him so that her arse was over his face. She giggled saying, “I thought you were asleep.”

“No, I’m not. I wanted to do you this morning for a change.”

“She continued to administer to his penis while he administered to her pussy. She could feel her orgasm building as he shot his load into her mouth. She swallowed greedily and swung around to kiss him. “Make love to me, Ron. One last time.”

Ron rolled her over on her back and spread her legs wide apart. He caressed her pussy lips, running his fingers between the folds of her vulva. He forced his tongue into her opening and sucked on her pee hole, running his fingers up and down from hole to clit. He licked her perineum from vagina to arse, stopping to insert a finger into her tiny button arsehole. As he felt her close to orgasm, he locked his lips on her clit and sucked hard, stimulating her with his tongue. Her orgasm hit, and she shuddered with the waves of pleasure running through her.

“One last time sis,” he said as he mounted her and pushed his penis into her.

No going slow this time, he thought, as he pounded his penis into her. He could feel his engorged tip slamming into her cervix. He moved his body such that his penis would rub against the inner walls of her vagina, increasing the pleasurable sensations for both of them. He raised his body up to a better angle, his tip striking her G-spot. He could feel her shudder as his tip struck her inside walls.

She raised her hips to meet him and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer. She was lost in blissful feelings of sexual pleasure. Her hips were uncontrollably undulating to his rhythm, and she exploded into orgasm as she felt him explode into her.

Waves of unmitigated pleasure shot through them both as their mutual orgasms cascaded through their bodies. Wave after wave of mind blowing pleasure immobilized all conscious thought as they reveled in in each others bodies. When they finally calmed enough to speak, she told on that he had better get a move on or he would be late.

“Not to worry, sis. I don’t have anything pressing this morning, so it will be ok to be a little late. Auror privilege,” he laughed. “Anyway, I want to say a few things to you that I feel are important. First, I know that you will be having sex soon with your boyfriends. And that’s ok, as long as you are careful. Promise me that you will never allow a boy to stick his prick into you with wearing a FRESH condom. And I stress the word FRESH. I’ve heard stories about muggle men carrying a condom around in their wallets for months, just in case. After being sat on, squished, flattened, generally mistreated, A condom is worthless. If they don’t split open as soon as they are opened, guaranteed they will fail once inside a girl. Then bang, your pregnant.”

“Horny blokes will do and say anything to get into a girls knickers. They will tell you that you can’t get pregnant if you do it under water, of when the girl is on top, or if they pull out just before they cum. I have heard many such ridiculous lies that boys tell naive girls, and for reasons that I can’t fathom, many girls choose to believe these lies. Please don’t believe any of that nonsense.”

“One last thing sis. As an Auror, I have attended classes on various dangerous drugs. One such is called ‘date rape drug’, or Rohypnol. It is an especially insidious drug in that the victim does not remember anything that happens to her while she is under it’s influence.

It can be slipped a girls drink without her detecting anything. It is tasteless and odorless, and takes effect rather quickly, putting the girl into a confused state, sometimes even unconscious. She can be raped, or gang raped, or forced to do almost anything while under it’s influence. The worst part is that unlike other drugs, the victim will usually not remember anything that happens to her. The only advise I can give you is to know who you are out with, and never leave drinks or other foods unattended. Don’t always trust people just because they are friendly or kind to you. It’s a dangerous world out there. I see it every day. Please be careful and safe. Promise me, sis.”

“I do promise you Ron. I promise that I will be careful and I will be safe. You guys have taught me so much, I could never do anything to hurt you, or cause you to not trust me.”

That evening, Hermione arrived back from France just as Portia was preparing dinner. They hugged and kissed and exchanged pleasantries. “So glad your back sis”

“So am I Portia. How did things go with you and Ron? Everything ok?”

“Yes sis, everything a really great. Ron taught me so much, really he taught how to survive.”

“And I bet he had fun doing it. I hope he wasn’t too hard on you, if you know what I mean.”

“Yes, I know what you mean. And no, he wasn’t too hard on me. Just right, if you know what I mean.”

Hermione laughed. “I’ll bet. Some day you’ll have to tell me all about it. I figured that you two would get on better if I wasn’t here. My trip to France was planed. I didn’t have to go, I volunteered. Don’t tell Ron.”

Just then, Ron arrived by floo. “Hi everyone. Hi hon, good to see you.”

They hugged and kissed, and Ron picked Hermione off the floor and spun her around. “Merlin, I glad your back. So what‘s for dinner?

They ate and shared pleasant conversation. Hermione told them all about her trip. Then she looked at Portia and said, “Tomorrow you start school sis. Ron and I will both go with you to help you settle in. Anything you can think of that you need?” You know that we will be only a phone call away.”

“I know sis. I promise I will call you if anything comes up.”

“Good, remember that. Now I for one am very tired, so why don’t the three of us take a shower and go to bed. I’m sure that you two can think of something that the three of us can do together.”



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