In the Burrow this morning was once again irritated mood. This was caused by Ron and his untidy room. Ron didn´t see why he should clean up his room. But Mrs. Weasley didn´t tolerate any contradiction. She went to threaten him.

"You'll clean up your room when I tell you, young man!"
"Oh, mom. Please."

"Do what I told you! Or I'll send you over to Aunt Brandy. And then I need you two down here." Ron smirked as she left the two boys alone. Harry didn´t understand what was so funny about this threat. Apparently this Aunt Brandy, whoever she was, was worth a punishment. Why did Ron smile? He seemed to look forward to this punishment.
"Tell me, who is this Aunt Brandy?", Harry finally asked as he and Ron started to work.
"Oh, just an older lady."
"And what about her?"
"Do you really want to know?" Harry nodded. "Well, she lives on the other side of the village and mom always threatens us when we've done something bad to send us over to her."
"Then she doesn´t seem very nice." Ron shook his head.
"Oh, she's really okay. But in the beginning it was only annoying to go over to her. We thought she was just as strict as Mom." Harry noticed again the smirk in Ron's face.
"In the beginning. And what is now?" Ron looked around.
"I'd better tell you later. Mom could hear us and I don´t want her to hear that. Otherwise she'd never let us go back to Aunt Brandy."

Harry waited for more, but Ron was silent. Throughout the day, he thought about what it would be like with this Aunt Brandy. Why was it in Mrs. Weasley's eyes a punishment to send her sons to this woman? And why was there no punishment in Ron's eyes? Again and again he tried to speak to Ron. But Ron kept blocking. It was not safe to talk about it during the day. When Harry and Ron went to bed in the evening, Harry crept into Ron's room. Unlike last summer, he had been given the twins' room where he could sleep. He asked again about this Aunt Brandy. Ron smirked.
"This woman doesn´t go out of your head, right?"

"You made a big secret out of it. What's so special about this woman?" Ron was silent for a moment. He looked as if he were listening. Perhaps he was afraid someone was at the door and listening to what he was going to say.
"Well, I'll tell you. But you have to promise me not to tell anyone. Especially mom must never know."
"Yes, I promise.", Harry said impatiently. "What about this woman?"
"She's a friend of mom. They've known each other since school."
"So she isn´t a relative of you?" Ron chuckled.

"No. But for us, she was always Aunt Brandy. She's really nice, but in the beginning we hated to go to her. There was always work to do. Or we had to keep her company and drinking tea with her. Believe me. There were a lot of things I would have preferred."
"Oh, I understand. But you said that has changed."
"Yes. I and my brothers grew older, so she treated us... differently." Ron said, blushing slightly. Harry didn´t understand. What did he mean with differently.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well ... she ... she deflowered us. So, now you know." Harry opened his mouth.
"She did what?" Ron looked at him alarmed.
"Not so loud. Someone could hear us." Harry stared at Ron. He couldn´t believe it. So that was the whole secret. This woman had deflowered the sons of her best friend. Now he realized why Mrs. Weasely shouldn´t know about it.
"She deflowered you?", Harry finally whispered. "You all? Even Percy? " Ron giggled again, but he blushed even more.
"No. Percy was always the good boy for mom. He was never with Aunt Brandy. But we all were with her. Me, Fred, George, Bill and Charlie. Not everyone together, of course."

"And when did it happen. I mean, when were you ...?"

"Two years ago in the summer, before we went to the World Cup, remember?" Harry stared into space.
"Now I understand. That is the reason why it´s no punishment for you."
"So it is, but we had to promise not to tell anyone." Ron smiled as he saw Harry's face. "What is it, Harry? Do you want to visit her?" Harry looked frightened at his friend.
"I ... I ... I don´t know what you mean?" Ron grinned now.
"You know exactly what I mean. You just thought about fucking her." Harry noticed that he was blushing. He quickly looked down. Ron chuckled. "It won't be a problem. We can visit her. Mom would be happy about it." Harry blushed even more. He thought hard and didn´t know how to tell Ron. But his best friend seemed to know what was going on in him. His grin slowly disappeared from his face.
"You ... you never had sex, right?" Harry didn´t look at his friend. He was embarrassed to say it. "You've never fucked a girl?" Harry nodded, without looking at Ron. "You're kidding me."
"No, really. I never had ..." Ron giggled again. "Stop it, Ron."
"I'm sorry, it's just so funny. The famous Harry Potter is still a virgin." Harry threw himself on the bed and stared at the ceiling. His face burned.
"I know.", he finally said. "It's just ridiculous."
"Then we have to change that, Harry. You can´t go back to Hogwarts as a virgin. Remember all the girls waiting for you." Harry looked questioningly at his friend.
"What do you mean by that?"

"Think about it. Last year they all thought you were crazy. But now they're all interested in you. They all know you've told the truth. And they call you the Chosen One. There will certainly be a lot of girls who are interested in you. And some girls want a little more. You understand? And as a virgin ... "

"Do you really mean that? I think you're exaggerating."

"But we could visit Aunt Brandy anyway. I haven´t seen her for some time. What do you think?"
Harry thought about it. Why not? Perhaps it would be the opportunity he had been waiting for a long time. And with a mature, experienced woman it would certainly be better than with a girl of his age. The first time should be something special. And if he was lead by an experienced woman, it would surely be fun. He looked up, noticing Ron watching him closely.
"I ... I'll think about it. Tomorrow I'll tell you."
"All right. The summer is still long, so don´t put yourself under pressure."

They extinguished the light and Harry heard the rustle of Ron´s blankets when he left. That night Harry found little sleep. He always had to think about that woman named Aunt Brandy. What if it was just a joke from Ron? He would have expected that from the twins. But Ron would never do anything like that. But all this seemed just too fantastic. An elderly lady who loved to deflower inexperienced boys.

The next morning, Harry and Ron woke up relatively late. As they went down, Ron gave him a questioning look. Harry was irritated. Did he have something funny in his face? Or was it about last night's thing?
"So?", Ron asked finally, when Harry did not answer. "Would you go with me to Aunt Brandy?" Harry blushed slightly.
"Yes. I'll come with you." Ron beamed.
"Good. Right after breakfast, okay?"

Harry nodded. He was nervous. When they arrived downstairs in the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley was already waiting for them. She didn´t seem very good-humored. She gave the two a blaming look as they sat down at the table.
"You two are quite late. The others have been awake for a long time."
"Sorry, mom." Ron took a toast. "By the way, do you mind if Harry and I visit Aunt Brandy today? Maybe she'll need our help again." Mrs. Weasely looked mildly surprised.
"Oh, that would be nice. You too, Harry? You don´t have to go if you don´t want."

"No, no. It´s ok. I'll help Ron."
"Nice of you, my dear. I think it's really nice that you both help her." She turned away and Ron smiled at Harry and whispered so only Harry could hear it.
"I told you. Mom will be happy." Harry smiled weakly.

After the breakfast, they set off. Together they walked along a path that led them around the village. A part of their way led them through a forest. The weather was lovely. The sky was blazing and the sun was shining. All the while, Harry wondered how this woman would be. Nice and friendly or rather strict and resolute. Ron seemed to suspect he was worried.
"Aunt Brandy is really nice. Don´t worry. She'll love you. A virgin boy like you ..."

"Is she living alone here?"
"Yes, she is divorced and her children are all grown up. Interested?" Harry stared at him.

"What do you mean by that?" Ron grinned.

"You know what I mean." Harry shook his head.

"I don´t even know her yet."
"You will love her, Harry. Believe me."

"Tell me, Ron. Did this Aunt Brandy took care just of you and your brothers?"

"No. There were about a dozen other boys who have been seduced by her."
"What? For real?" Ron shrugged his shoulders.
"No idea. Fred and George told me that. Look, there's her house."

In front of them was a small house that stood outside the village. It was a little sheltered from the other houses by some trees. The house itself was small and not very noticeable. But the garden was beautiful in his eyes. Then he saw her for the first time.

As Ron had said, Brandy was a middle-aged lady. But she looked quite attractive for her age. She was not slim, but her curves were in exactly the right places. A pretty face, shoulder long blond wavy hair, big breasts and pretty legs. When she saw the two boys, she came to meet them. When she saw Ron, she smiled. Harry immediately noticed the summer dress she was wearing. It was kept in the colors white and blue. It was a log dress with a deep neckline that emphasized her breasts.

"Hello, Auntie.", Ron said.
"Ron. Nice to see you again." She hugged Ron and then she turned to Harry. He noticed that she was watching him extensively. "And who is your good looking friend here?"
"That's Harry. I told you about him."
"Harry. Harry Potter. Yes, Ron told me a lot about you. Come. " The two entered the garden and Brandy led them around the house. "There's a lot to do. I'm sorry that I'm such a burden to you."
"Not at all, Auntie. We really want to help you."
"Afterwards I have a refreshment for you."
"That sounds good.", Harry said. Brandy smiled.

So the two boys got to work. The trees gave a little shade, but the heat didn´t make the work go faster. Harry felt sweat running down his back. Shortly he pulled off his T-shirt so that he worked with naked upper body. Ron also took off his t-shirt after a while. Once or twice Harry thought someone was watching them from the house. But when he looked, nobody could be seen. He must have imagined it. Shortly after noon Brandy called them both in. She had prepared a cool lemonade for everyone.
"Here, you two. You helped me a lot."
"No problem, Auntie." The two boys drank the lemonade and Harry didn´t noticed that Brandy was looking at his sweaty upper body.
"I am so glad that two such strong young men have helped me." She approached the two of them and ran her right hand over Harry's upper body. He was so surprised that he didn´t know what to do. She smiled. "I would be very glad if you could help me with... another thing."
"That's why we're here, Auntie.", Ron said. Harry swallowed as Brandy's hand wandered between his legs. Nervously, he placed his glass of lemonade on the table behind him.
"Your friend is a little nervous."
"He's never done anything like that before. I thought you could help him." Brandy's eyes sparkled.
"I like helping young men with ... such things." Harry looked nervously at Brandy as he felt her hand tighten his stiff cock through the fabric of his pants. At the same time, her left hand wandered over Ron's upper body.
"We should make it a little more comfortable. You two should take your clothes off. It's pretty hot today."

Harry stood there as if petrified while Brandy pushed the straps of her dress over her shoulders. What was going on here? Then the dress fell to the ground. She wore only a red lace-studded panty. Her huge breasts were now visible. Ron also took his things off. Quickly he had pulled off his trousers and his underpants and Harry could see his stiff cock.

"Come on, Harry. Pull off your clothes." Harry hesitated. He was a little embarrassed to be naked in front of his best friend. But then followed Ron's example and he undressed and his clothes fell to the ground. Brandy watched him closely and she was impressed.
"Wow. I didn´t know your friend was so well stocked, Ron."
"But you obviously don´t mind.", Ron said.
"On the contrary. Come here, you two."
Both boys came to her. She first kissed Harry while she held his cock in one hand, Ron's cock in the other. Then she kissed Ron as she began spoiling their cocks with her hands. Her hand slid up and down and Harry snapped. Brandy looked at him smiling.
"You like it?" Harry couldn´t answer, so he just nodded. "Very good." She knelt between the two boys, while her hands were going up and down their cocks. Harry looked at Ron. He had closed his eyes for joy and moaned softly. Harry quickly looked away. It was a little embarrassing and unpleasant. Then he looked back at Brandy, who admired his big cock. She moistened her lips with her tongue and turned to Ron. Then she took his cock in her mouth and Ron groaned. A little louder than before.

Harry closed his eyes. All he could realize now was Ron's groans, the smack of Brandy's mouth around Ron's cock, and the feeling of Brandy's hand slipping his cock up and down. It was as if he had entered a new world. A world of lust and pleasure. Suddenly he felt something else around his cock. Something moist and warm. When he opened his eyes, he saw Brandy, who had his cock in her mouth and slipped up and down. He panted again. That was almost too much. Harry tried to concentrate. He didn´t want to come too soon. After a while she took his cock out of her mouth again.

"Good boy. You're trying to hold back." She reached for his testicles and massaged them. Harry groaned. "But I'll get your juice. Come on, you two."