Chapter Fourteen:

Ron Get's Lucky:

"Check mate," Ron declared triumphantly as he ordered his queen to kill Harry's King for the fifth time. It was a boring day up at the Gryffindor common-room. Ron and Harry was spending it playing chess. More like Ron killing Harry over and over again. There was something bothering Harry today. Harry was a lousy player but today his head was just not in the game. When Harry suspected he wasn't watching, he saw him sneaking looks across the common-room to his sister Ginny who was playing with Crookshanks. Ron saw them more than once exchange winks and little smiles.

"Hey, I was wondering how's that bet coming along?" Ron asked. "Oh, umm, that, er, great I reckon." A grin split Ron's face. "Say no more," he said, grinning wider. Harry's face began to turn a firy red. "Er, I think I'll go to bed now," he said, vanishing up those stairs in a flash.

Ron shook his head at his best mate. How could he manage to shag a few girls and yet turn bright as a tomato. Ron was wondering if Harry had yet done a pacific person. There behavior to themselves had not change and he was taking this as a good sign that they had not done it yet. Ron found himself thinking about her. The way her brown locks would frame her face, the way her eyes would light up when she was happy or excited. He suddenly found his trousers was two sizes small for him. His hand began to slide to the bulge at his trousers. "Er, you may want to wait until you get upstairs for that." At the sound of the voice Ron's hand flew off and his head snapped up guiltily. His sister was standing over him a disgusted look on her face. He had been so deep in thought he had not seen her standing over him. "Ginny! What are you doing?" He squeaked, grabbing a throw pillow and putting it firmly over his lap.

He could feel his ears radiating heat. "Shouldn't I be the one asking that?" Ginny snapped glaring at the pillow that was covering his crotch. "What do you mean?" he asked nervously. Lately Ginny had been starting to act like a miniature Mrs. Weasley. "Why are you having a wank in the middle of the Common-room?" She said with her hands on her hips.

Ron mentally flinched at his sister's choice of words. "Shouldn't you be in bed by now?" he asked trying to change the subject. "Ronald Weasley, this is the last time I'm telling you! She yelled. What I do and don't do is none of your business!" and then she stalked up the stairs to the girl's dormitories.

Well at least that's out of the way, he thought to himself. He laid back in his armchair and started thinking about her again. She's such a know it all, but she was so hot. His erection returned full force and making sure that nobody was there, he slid a hand into his robes to stroke his member. Ron imagined her removing her clothes in front of him and then begging him to let her have it.

A groan escaped his lips as he gripped himself firmly and began moving his hand up and down his shaft with quick strokes. Then he imagined her naked body moving towards him and then she would impale herself on his dick and she would be so tight as he thrust deep into her. "Oh hermione he gasped as his orgasm began building. "Maybe we shouldn't waste that," said a voice that Ron would have known anywhere. He didn't bother to cover himself she had already seen him.

"Hey Ron," Hermione said as she closed the distance between them. She kissed him and everything flew from his mind. He hungrily opened his mouth and let his tongue touch her's. Ron gripped her hair tightly as he devoured her mouth. She pulled away from him and looked at his cock.

Hermione got on her knees and licked a drop of pre-cum from his tip. With that one lick, Ron lost control and blew his load. He shot deep into her mouth and she swallowed everything. She took her mouth from his rod and started undressing. "You taste so good," she said licking her lips.

The sight of her removing her clothes and the words that she had just spoken to him were enough to get Ron rock-hard in no time at all. Ron took off his robes and the rest of his clothes followed. When he was done he approached Hermione. "I need to be inside you now!" he said. She moved towards him and pulled him onto the carpet with her.

Ron rolled on top of Hermione and opened her legs with a knee. Then he thrust deep into her filling her with one thrust. She was all he had thought and more. "Oh ron, you're so big!" she cried as he broke through her virginity. She was so tight and so wet.

Ron pulled out of her and slammed back in hard. "Unh, Unh, harder! oh Ron give it to me," she screamed as he continued pounding her. Not even in his wildest dreams had Ron expected that Hermione would talk so dirty and it turned him on all the more and he started talking to her in the same manner. "You're such a dirty thing maybe I'll have to punish you,"

"Oh yes Ron, punish me teach me who I belong to!" she yelled. Ron slipped his cock from her moist center and turned her on her front. Then he raised his hand over her ass and prepared to bring it down. Ron brought his hand down with a satisfying smack. He kept doing this for a few minutes longer when he saw that her ass was nice and bruised.

Hermione looked like she was enjoying the pain so he decided to give her more. Ron kneeled behind her and buried his long thick shaft in her ass. "You like that, don't you?" Ron grunted as he pumped himself in and out of her. "Oh Ron, just like that!" she screamed as he continued to fuck her ass. Ron began feeling Hermione convulsing under him and sped up his thrusts.

He felt his cock pulse inside Hermione and spurt deep into her ass, just as she came. As he slipped out of her, Hermione quickly turned around and rapping her legs around his hips, she drew him into her once more. "Did you think we were done Ronald Weasley?" she gasped as he again took control and started fucking her with everything he had. "Not bloody likely!" he got out. Ron slammed in and out of her tight heat. Merlin's testicles! The girl had an amazing body.

Ron buried his cock inside Hermione one last glorious time before exploding inside her, and her orgasm followed seconds later. "Well that answers you're question, Richard," came a squeaky voice from the stairs leading to the first-year-boy's dormitories. "So that's what a naked girl looks like, my brother is always talking about it," came another voice. "Oh bloody hell! Ron yelled. We forgot silencing charms!"

Author's Note: All I can say is, pour Ron and Hermione. I'm sure glad it wasn't me. Although of course it probably wouldn't have been so bad to be Ron before the end, if you catch my drift. Ha ha ha. Read and Review.