Well, here is the second chapter. I hope you like it enough to make up for the little delay!
Chapter 2
The Right Moment
Ron was so horrified that he couldn't even move. And, even if he could, what could he do? He was lying over the covers, there was no way he could hid himself, or the fact that he had just shot his pent-up cum into Hermione's panties.
Just one hour and a half. He had been with Hermione for an hour and a half, and he had fucked up royally. In his mind, he saw himself thrown out of the house, starkers and in the middle of the night.
"H-Hermione — I — Oh, fuckfuckfuck! Hermione, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" he blurted out, the words coming out his mouth in a rush. He threw the panties to the side and sat up, lowering his legs to the floor and covering his groin. "Please, don't curse me. I — I know I'm a pervert and I shouldn't have done it but —" he dared to look at her, and he stopped talking, noticing that her shocked expression had been replaced by a wicked, naughty smirk. "He-Hermione ...?"
"Were you wanking into my dirty panties, Ron?" she asked huskily.
"I — wait, you — aren't you mad?"
"Should I be?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I — I took your panties from the laundry basket. And now I just —"
"— wanked over them, yes. Ron, do you know how hot it was for me to open the door and see you writhing in pleasure and ejaculating while you moaned my name?"
Ron stared at her disbelievingly, his eyes as big as saucers. "You — you think it was hot!?" he asked, staring into her eyes for the first time. And what he saw there was pure, raw, unadulterated lust.
"Yes. And I'm so glad I decided to come her and to enter without knocking! Ron, I was going to masturbate as well, you got me so worked up. But then I thought that we're alone, and — well, I thought about coming here and, maybe, take things further. But this — this is much better than anything I could have imagined!"
Ron was still staring open-mouthed at her. Fuck, first the sex talk, then the lingerie, now this ... Hell, could she be better?
"You were going to masturbate," Ron muttered. "Thinking about me."
"Of course I was going to think about you, idiot. I've been thinking about you for ages. But you're better than anything I could have pictured, Ron. Gods, your cock is so big, so thick!"
Fucking hell ...
He stared dazedly at her for a few moments, still processing what she had said. Then he snapped out of it and, regaining control of his mouth, he asked boldly, "so you liked that I used your panties to wank?"
"Yes," she said, nodding fervently. "I had never thought about something like that, but the moment I saw it it was — well, mind-blowing. It got me even wetter."
Ron smiled smugly at him. "I got you wet, uh?"
"Yes," she affirmed, and finally moved from the doorstep towards the bed. Her eyes darted towards the panties, which were lying haphazardly on the floor. She bent over and picked them. She held them between the thumb and forefingers of her hands and contemplated his mess. "Oh, you came so much, Ron! They're drenched!" she exclaimed in delight.
"Well, I've been horny for hours, Hermione."
She turned her head towards him, smiling naughtily. "So you simply decided to look into the laundry basket and took them for your pleasure?"
"No," he denied, and then decided to tell her everything. "If you want to know, when you gave me your watch, I went to put it in the wrong bedside table and —"
"— and you found my panties," she finished for him, a smirk on her face.
"Yeah. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, so, after my shower, when I was going to put the damp towels in the basket and saw your clothes, I — I just had to check which ones had you been wearing."
"And when you saw them you took them."
"Yeah. I was planning on cleaning them and returning them to the basket tomorrow."
"Well, Mr Weasley, you have been a very naughty boy, you know," she whispered seductively, putting her hands on his shoulders and sitting down on his knees. "Stealing you girlfriend's knickers to wank over them."
"Well, so were you, Ms Granger, coming into your boyfriend's room without knocking. Were you hoping to catch me naked?" he replied in the same tone.
"I did," she admitted unashamedly. "I imagined you many, many times, but I really wanted to ..." she moved her mouth closer to his ear, "see your cock. I liked to imagine it would be big. But this — this is simply incredible," she added, in a louder tone, now looking down between his legs, where his cock was raising once more.
Ron smiled sufficiently at her. "So you like it, then? You like fat cocks, Hermione?"
"I like fat cocks," she said. "I know they say that size doesn't matter, but I used to imagine your fat cock stretching me, filling my wet, tight cunt completely."
"Oh, fuck!" he exclaimed, his dick twitching at her words.
"Ron, can I touch it, please?" she asked, almost begging. "It looks simply magnificent."
"Yeah!"
Hermione moved her right hand to his crotch and slid her fingers along the underside, making him hiss in pleasure. Then she tried to take it in her hand. "Gods, my fingers aren't touching, Ron! And it feels so good in my hand. Oh, Ron, you're making me even wetter!"
"Merlin, Hermione ..." he moaned in delight. Having her touching him was just incredible.
"You like?" she asked, looking into his eyes for confirmation. "You like the way I touch your cock, Ron?"
"Fuck, yeah ... don't stop. Don't stop, Hermione, this is a fucking dream come true!"
"It's still covered in your cum," she stated.
"Oh, yes. Sorry 'bout that, let me —"
"No!" she protested loudly. "No, I like it this way. It feels so thick too, and so warm," she commented, lifting her hand to stare at her sticky fingers.
Definitely, he had died and gone to heaven. Hermione fancied him, liked to wear sexy underwear, was sitting on his knees, dressed in summer pyjamas consisting just in a tank top and shorts, and to top it all, was touching his cock, feeling his come and talking dirty!
"Hermione, let me tell you that you are simply amazing," he said, staring at her in awe. She beamed at him and leaned in to kiss him.
"You are amazing, too," she said softly, her hand grasping his prick once more, making him moan. "Now, can I play with your big, fat cock, Ron?" she asked in a pouty voice.
"Fuck, I've been wanting to hear those words forever!" he exclaimed with a loud groan. "Hermione, you'll never have to ask for permission again. My cock is yours."
"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed, exhilarated. Looking down, she started to stroke his shaft with one hand while she cupped his balls with the other. "Tell me there's more cum in here, Ron," she said huskily, kneading his bollocks eagerly.
"You can bet that sweet ass of yours, Hermione! Much more!"
"That's what I want to hear, that my man has more spunk for me." She began to stroke him harder, her eyes fixed on his cock, and he moaned again. "Do you like this, Ron?" she asked, her voice a whisper. "I want you to feel pleasure. Show me how to touch your cock."
"Fuck, you're doing wonderful, Hermione ... just don't stop."
"Ron, it really is big!" she said. She really seemed to like big cocks.
"You like it, don't you — Hermione?" Ron asked, his voice hoarse as his body was assaulted by waves of pleasure coming from his dick.
"Oh, yes. I've been wanting to play with your cock for so long, Ron! Ages!"
"Well, I'd love to have something to play with as well," he replied, staring at her hungrily. She looked into his eyes, her gaze oozing hunger.
"And what would you like?" she asked in mock curiosity.
"Your tits. Fuck, Hermione, I really want to see and touch your tits."
Smiling mischievously at him, Hermione released his cock and balls and took off her top, revealing the black lace bra she was wearing underneath, and that hugged her breasts in the most wonderful way.
"Fucking hell ... Merlin's baggy pants ..." he muttered, mesmerised by her body.
"Do you like them?" she asked, the slightest trace of uncertainty in her voice.
"Merlin's bollocks, yeah! Fuck, they look so round and firm! And that bra ..."
"Well, I was hoping you would get to see me in it," she explained. "Now, why don't you stop just staring and do something?" she asked, taking his hands in hers and placing them over her tits. Ron let out a strangled noise, and Hermione giggled. "I love your big hands, they cup my tits so well. Squeeze them, Ron. Enjoy them."
"Fuck," he swore, doing just that and marvelling at how good they felt, even through the fabric of her bra. "Oh, shit, Hermione, I love your tits!"
"Mmmh, I love you touching me, Ron," she moaned, closing her eyes as she moved her hands back to his cock and balls. They kept touching the other for a bit, their gazes locked, both of them relishing the pleasure and lust they could see in the other's face.
"Tell me you're wearing matching panties, Hermione."
"Yes," she nodded fervently, biting her lower lip to suppress a moan when he squeezed her boobs a bit harder. "Want to see them, Ron?"
"More than anything," he stated. "Fuck, I can't believe that we just kissed for the first time a couple of hours ago and now you're stroking my cock while I knead your tits! I fear that at any moment I'll wake up and it all will have been just a dream ..."
"Then kiss me before you wake up," she demanded, and he complied, bringing her body to his so their chests were touching. He obeyed at once, and the moment their mouths started their own duel of tongues he squeezed his hands between their bodies so he could keep touching those amazing tits of hers.
As the kiss grew in intensity, their hands began to move faster, wanting to discover every bit of the other's body. After just a minute, Ron felt almost at his breaking point. He was sure he would have come already, had not wanked before, and having Hermione's hands on his while he explored her was too much. If they continued this way, he was going to explode again.
"Fuck, Hermione, I'm getting close," he panted. "So, unless you want me to cum all over your hands —"
"No," she stated. "You've already cum once, Mister, and I want to try something," she said, releasing his prick. Ron almost moaned at the loss of her touch, but he just stared at her flushed face.
"What?" he asked.
"You remember that at dinner you commented I had stopped scolding you for your eating manners, Ron?" she asked, getting up and taking a step backwards.
"Yeah," Ron responding, waiting for her to continue. However, instead of explaining further, she slid her thumbs under the waistband of her shorts and then pushed them down, kicking them off her legs, and then stood in front of him, just in her black lace lingerie. Ron's eyes roamed over her hungrily, from her tits to her long, shapely legs, and finally to the triangle at the apex of her thighs. Fuck, those knickers were really tiny, barely covering her pussy. He could feel his mouth watering just at the sight.
"What do you think?" she asked, now sounding a bit unsure. He looked up at her face and saw her watching him as she bit her lower lip worriedly.
"Fucking fuck, Hermione, I — I've no words, honestly. You — you're simply gorgeous!"
"Oh, Ron ..." she said, approaching him and putting her arms around his neck, embracing him against her naked belly. Ron's arms went around her small frame, this time putting his hands on her round, plump, amazing ass.
"Mmmmh, you feel so good," he muttered, his voice muffled due to her flesh.
Suddenly, she moved away and, climbing onto the bed, lay down on her back so her head was resting on the pillow. Then she extended her arms and raised her right leg, leaving the other stretched. Ron just observed her, wondering if she could get sexier. If she could, it'd be the death of him.
"The reason I don't scold for your eating manners, Ron, is that you look so sexy when you eat."
"Sexy?"
"Yes. And passionate, and devoted. One day, as I watched you shove food into your mouth, I imagined how it would feel to have you feasting on my pussy the same way."
Ron almost spluttered at her words, and then coughed loudly, getting red in the face.
"Fucking — hell, Hermione! R-really?" he asked, needing confirmation.
"Yes, Ron. Do you know how many times I wanked fantasising about you eating my pussy? And now that we're here I really want that. She looked into his eyes, her stare intense and wanton. "Please, Ron, eat my pussy. Eat my pussy as if it were your favourite meal in the world," she practically begged, opening her legs. Ron's eyes immediately zeroed between them. Fuck, he could almost see her count through the sheer lace of those sexy panties. "Do you want to eat my pussy?" she asked, her right hand sliding sensuously down her belly until her fingers grazed the waistband of her underwear.
"Fucking hell, YES!" he shouted, his cock throbbing. "Since the moment I smelled you in those panties I took I've been dying to taste your pussy, Hermione!"
"Then do it, Ron! Do it now!"
In his haste, Ron almost tripped as he got on his knees and moved between her open, inviting legs. Caressing them almost reverently — which caused Hermione to moan wantonly — he grabbed her panties, ready to take them off.
"Not yet," she said, grabbing his wrists and stopping him. "Start over my knickers, Ron. Lick them. Taste me through the lace."
"Fuck, Hermione, you're such a dirty girl ..."
"Says the boy who comes all over my panties."
"You've got a point there, love."
"I always do. But yes, Ron, I'm a dirty girl. And you're a dirty boy, which makes us a perfect couple!"
"Well spotted, Hermione, your reasoning is simply amazing! Merlin, I know those wonderful brains of yours!"
"Good to know, Ron, but it's not my brain what needs attention right now. My pussy is waiting!"
"Your wish is my command," he muttered, and then, lowering himself on his stomach, pushed her thighs even apart and sniffed at her pussy, allowing himself a moment to relish her scent. Afterwards, with his eyes fixed on her eager face, he opened his mouth wide and covered her pussy with it.
"Oh, Ron!" she moaned, her legs spasming on his sides. Ron pressed his tongue against the lace and pushed, licking hard, relishing the taste of her juices, which had drenched her knickers. He started to open and close his mouth, pressing hard so his lips would rub her, as if wanting to suck her pussy into his mouth. Hermione's hands flew to his head and she began to buck her hips, craving more contact.
"More, Ron, more!" she demanded as she writhed on the bed. Ron was sure that the idea and the image of what he was doing had to be more stimulating than the act itself, but, in any case, he loved to see her like this, so free and wanton and driven insane with desire.
He kept literally eating her pussy, as if it was a chicken leg, for a minute or two, listening to her moans and whimpers, until, clearly needing more, she tugged at his hair.
"Take my panties off Ron! Take them off and eat my bare pussy! Eat it!"
At once, Ron got to his knees and pulled at her knickers with desperation until they were dangling on her left ankle. She threw them off with a kick and then opened her legs once more, presenting him with the most erotic view of his life.
He stared at it in complete awe, because her pussy was simply perfect. She had her pubic hair, but well trimmed so he could see that pink slit between her swollen lips, begging to be licked, and even her protruding clit, seemed to be asking him to suck on it. Bloody — fucking — fuck, he was seeing Hermione's pussy!
"Merlin, Hermione ..."
"Tell me you like my pussy, Ron," she said, her voice husky and dripping with desire.
"I love your pussy!"
"So eat it, then."
Ron resumed his previous position and literally devoured her, looping his arms on her thighs to open her more to him. She began to moan again, pushing her crotch into his face for more friction. Ron shoved his tongue inside her hole and moved it all around, seeking every drop of her juice, relishing in her wonderful taste as he continued eating her, without any finesse but with even more hunger than the tastiest dish his mother could cook. And Hermione certainly was benefitting, moaning wantonly and pressing him against her. At some point, he took his tongue from inside her and began to practically suck on her hole, his long nose rubbing against her clit with each movement, driving her mad with pleasure.
"Gods, Rooon! Keep going, I'm getting so close! Keep feasting on my tasty pussy! Tell me you love eating my pussy! Fuck, tell me!"
"I — (lick) — love — (suck) — eating — (lick) — your — (suck) — tasty, juicy pussy, Hermione!"
"Fuck, Ron, suck on my clit! Gods, SUCK IT NOW!"
Spurred by her screams, he did as told and sucked as hard as he could, while using his tongue to lap at it. Hermione practically convulsed on the bed, as if overcome by a sudden seizure, and pulled on Ron's hair to the point of hurting him, but he didn't stop, wanting, more than anything, to see her cum.
"ROOOONNN! OH, RON, YESYESYES I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!"
"Mmmmh," he moaned around her, increasing her pleasure. He could feel his chin getting even wetter as more and more of her juices came from her, but it just made it better for him. Fuck, this was amazing!
"Oh, gods ... Oh, gods ..." she moaned as she descended from her high, her body still trembling. Ron kept sucking at her, but then she pushed him downwards, forcing him to release her clit. "No — more," she panted. "Too — too sensitive. Just lick my folds and put your tongue in for a bit ..."
Ron did as requested, and she let out a tired moan. He looked up and saw she had her eyes closed, an expression of utter bliss on her pretty face.
"Liked it, love?" he asked, lifting his face from her cunt.
She opened her eyes and smiled dreamily at him. "That was simply amazing, Ron. I was right about your mouth. Gods, I had never come so fucking hard ..."
"Glad to have helped," he said smugly.
"Come here, I want to kiss you," she told him. Ron crawled up her body until his face was hovering hers. She stared at him and smiled wickedly. "You entire face is covered in my juices."
"Yeah."
"It's amazing," she declared. "Now let me taste myself on your lips."
Ron, excited, lowered his mouth to hers, and soon they were snogging. She drew his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it, savouring herself and apparently loving it. After a bit, they broke the kiss and looked at one another, smiling.
"Did you like it?" she asked.
"Fuck, yeah!" he responded vehemently. "I loved eating your delicious pussy, Hermione. I think I could live between your beautiful, sexy legs."
"Do you want more, then?" she asked, biting her lower lip, clearly turned on. "Do you want to feast on my pussy once more and make me cum again, Ron?"
"Fucking hell, yeah!"
"Then go for it," she demanded, already panting in anticipation. "You always take second or even third helpings, so don't deny yourself. Eat my cunt once more. Get your fill."
Ron smiled at her and moved down her body, leaving a trail of kisses on his wake, starting on the top of her heaving tits, until he reached her pussy again. This time, Hermione surprised him by lifting her feet and putting her legs on his shoulders, crossing her ankles behind him so he was somewhat trapped. "I don't want you to escape," she told him jokingly when he looked up at her with a raised eyebrow.
"It wouldn't cross my mind," he replied, covering her wet pussy with his mouth for the second time. Hermione raised her head a bit so she could watch him, her eyes burning with lust at the image of him between her legs. Ron locked gazes with her, but then began to lap at her slit. Her face changed, the pleasure evident on her features, but Ron wanted to more. And so he opened his mouth wide and applied an intense suction, as if he wanted to devour her entire cunt, then, as he sucked more and more, began to lap at her excited clit. Hermione arched her back and tilted her head backwards, closing her eyes as she let out a moan so loud and sexy that for a moment Ron feared he was going to cum on the spot.
Grunting, Ron lowered his head and moved his tongue from her ass to the top of her cunt and back again a few times, enjoying the way Hermione squirmed under him, until she moved her hands to his head and directed him to her hole.
"Use your tongue there. Shove it deep," she ordered in a low, husky voice dripping with want.
Swearing mentally, Ron did as told, reaching as far as he could go and then sucking her juices. Her cunt was so hot and tight around his tongue, and he couldn't help but envision his enormous dick in there, stretching her out ... she would feel so deliciously tight ...
"Fuck, 'Ermione," he groaned, and began to tongue-fuck her rapidly. She started to moan loudly, encouraging him, her legs trapping him in the most amazing embrace ever. He moved his hands under her round, sexy ass and groped her cheeks greedily as he pushed her a bit up, then moved his mouth up and began to suck on her clit once more.
"Aaah, Ron, yessss! Suck on my clit! Suck on it HARD!" she demanded desperately, pushing his head forcefully onto her drenched cunt. "Gods, it's so good! So good, so good, so good!"
"Shit, Hermione, I never imagined you'd be so —"
She pushed him hard against her and bucked her hips up. "Shut up and eat that pussy!" she yelled, moving her body to rub herself more against him. "And use your fingers! Put two in!"
Ron arched her brows, but a moment later kept sucking and lapping. Then, before she could protest, he moved his right hand and, slowly, shoved his index and middle fingers into her slick, hot hole. The sensation of sliding them inside that incredibly tight tunnel send his mind into overdrive, causing him to buck into the bed to relieve the pain in his aching cock. He grunted into her cunt and went at it harder, starting a slow fingerfucking.
"Oh, Ron, yes, yes, yes! Such long fingers! I love IT! I love it! Faster, Ron, faster!" she cried in ecstasy. Ron moved his hand faster, the squelching sound making it all better. He could feel the signs of an approaching orgasm. Wanting her to go out even harder, he redoubled his efforts on her muff. Hermione clenched her fingers, pulling on his hair, and he knew she was on the verge of climax. "Another finger! Please, Ron, another finger! Quickly!"
This time Ron didn't think. The next time he took out his fingers, he put the three first ones together and shoved them into her forcefully.
She practically jumped on the bed.
"OH, FUCK, ROOON! I'm cumming again! I'm cumming again! Oooh, fuckfuckfuck, yesssss!" she screamed as she convulsed on the bed while Ron kept sucking and fucking her through her orgasm.
Finally, when she stopped moving, Ron detached himself from her and knelt between her open thighs, staring at her. His eyes were drawn to her heaving tits, still in her bra, and then to her face. She looked in absolute bliss, with her wild hair spread all around her head and her eyes still closed as she enjoyed the afterglow. Then, as if noticing his stare, she opened her eyes and looked at him with a wide smile.
"Ron, that was simply amazing," she commented, as she caressed her own belly in a slow, lazy manner.
"Glad to be of help," he responded smugly.
"Now come here," she said, lifting her arms and opening them. With a grin of his own, Ron lowered his body over hers and she pulled his face to hers for a long, bruising kiss. She moaned into his mouth, clearly enjoying her own taste on his lips and tongue, which only made his cock throb harder. Merlin, he really needed to cum!
They parted after a bit, Hermione still panting, and Ron rolled off her and, lying on his left side with his head resting on her hand, he stared down at her sexy body. Hermione noticed his eyes and smiled. "Like what you see?" she asked coyly.
He nodded towards his aching cock. "I think that's obvious," he said. Hermione looked down and licked her lips, her eyes darkening with renewed lust.
"Gods, Ron, it looks so big. You must be dying to find release, don't you?" she asked in a childish tone, and stretched her right arm to graze his dick. Ron hissed at the touch. Fuck, he was so sensitive! He wanted to feel her tiny, soft hand around his girth once more.
Hermione, with her eyes still focused on his dick, slid one finger under it, running it along his vein.
"Hermione ..." he gasped and then kissed her. Hard. She moaned into his mouth and he felt her hand wrap around his shaft.
"Gods, Ron, I can barely grab it with my hand!" she exclaimed, awed and delighted.
Ron smirked at her and thrust into her hand, relishing in the amazing feeling. "And you like that, eh? You like my fat cock, Hermione?" he asked for the umpteenth time that night. Fuck, he loved hearing her saying how much she adored his dick.
"Oh, yes!" she admitted unashamedly, tightening her grip on him. Ron closed his eyes briefly in pleasure, and when he opened them he stared down at her heaving breasts.
"Hermione, I want to see your tits," he blurted out. "Show them to me."
Grinning coyly, Hermione arched her back and unsnapped her bra, lowered the straps and threw it to the side, making her mounds jiggle deliciously. Ron stared at them, holding his breath.
"Fuck, they're so — so fucking amazing, Hermione. So round and — oh, fuck, much better than in my wanking fantasies."
"Have you wanked thinking of my tits, Ron?" she asked, with a seductive and teasing smile on her face, her eyes brimming with mischief.
"Loads of times, love," he confessed. "Loads and loads of times."
"And you like them?"
"Fuck, yeah!"
"Then why aren't you touching and squeezing them, Ron?"
"Good question," he nodded, and then put his hands on her boobs. Slowly, almost reverently, savouring the moment. He had dreamed too many times about this to rush it. The instant he put his palms on them and felt her hard nipples he moaned. Hermione moaned as well, and put her own hands over his and pushed down, forcing him to knead them with more force.
"Come on, Ron. Touch my tits. Enjoy them."
Ron groaned and kissed her once more, this time squeezing her mounds of flesh with want and relish. He had loved touching them before, but it was much better without a bra on. "Fuck, they feel so fucking good, Hermione," he muttered against her lips. He pinched her nipples and, in response, she kissed him once more, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. They snogged passionately as he kept touching and squeezing her, until he felt her hand on his cock once more.
"Oooh, Hermione ..." he moaned. "Gods, I love your hands on my prick."
"Ron, you're so hard. You made my pussy so happy before, you've earned the right to enjoy it with your thick dick. Put it in me, Ron. Fuck me," she whispered wantonly, opening her legs for him.
"Really?" he asked, still unable to think that his was going to happen. That he was about to lose his virginity to Hermione.
"Yes, Ron. I want to feel you. Stretch my cunt with this fat cock of yours, please!"
"Fuck, oh, fuck, fuck!" he swore, hastening to position himself between her inviting legs. He looked down at her pussy, still very wet, and he felt a bit lightheaded. Hermione, eager, grasped his dick once more and, panting with excitation, put the tip against her tiny opening. "Won't I hurt you?" he asked, wanting to shove himself into her but not wanting to cause her pain.
"Ron, I've fucked myself plenty of times with toys, so I'm more than ready. And besides, I'm wetter than ever before. So please, just push into me. I want to know how it feels to have such a thick cock in me."
"Oh, Merlin ..." he muttered. He looked down at their joined groins, wanting to see it, and then pushed slowly. The image of his dick spreading her pussy open and entering almost blew his mind. He stopped for a moment, and then pushed again, going in a few inches. He felt shivers running down his spine at the sensation. Her pussy was so tight, so hot and wet. It was like having his prick in a very snug furnace, and it felt better than anything he had ever felt or even imagined. It was heaven, plain and simple. "Bloody fuck, Hermione ... Oooh, fuck, that's good ... That's so fucking good ..." he moaned as he kept pushing, stretching her. The image of her tiny, snug pussy so open as he pierced it with his cock was almost too much.
"Fuck, Ron, fuck, it's going in!" she exclaimed. "God, the view is incredible, I'm so turned on!" Ron looked up at her, and saw that she had propped herself on her elbows so she could watch. Fuck, that was too fucking hot, there was no way he would last!
"You like it, Hermione?" he muttered through gritted teeth, trying to resist the impulse to just thrust hard into her. "You like this fat cock in your tight pussy?"
"Yes! Yes, it feels incredible! I love your fat cock, Ron! Gods, I can feel it stretching my cunt so much! Keep going! Put it all in and fuck me!" she practically begged. Ron looked into her eyes, darkened with lust, and couldn't help himself anymore.
"Brace yourself then, 'Ermione! Get ready for this cock!"
"Do it!"
And Ron pushed hard, thrusting his entire prick into her her, his entire body alight and hot with the pleasure coming from his member. Fuck, there was no words for how tight and hot and good she felt, clenched around him as if her pussy never wanted him to leave its depths.
"Oooh, fuck, Hermione!"
"Gods, Ron!"
"It's too much! Too much!" he moaned, his entire body shaking with the effort not to cum.
"Don't hold back, Ron! Move! Fuck my pussy! You made me cum so hard, now it's your turn to enjoy it! Enjoy my pussy! Pound me until you cum, I want to feel you!"
Letting out an animalistic grunt, Ron retreated and then thrust hard, once, twice, gaining momentum each time he drove into her hole. Hermione closed her eyes and arched her back and moaned lustfully, wrapping her legs over his bum and putting her hands on his shoulders. He watched her enraptured expression as he moved inside her, fucking her hard, knowing it would take just a minute for him to cum.
Then she opened her eyes and their gazes locked, sharing the immense lust they both were feeling. Without thinking, Ron lowered his head and kissed her hard on the mouth, they both moaning and groaning into the other's mouth as he increased the force of his thrusts, moving almost violently in her heavenly pussy.
"Gods, Ron, gods, it feels amazing, amazing! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!"
Ron groaned and moved his right hand to her tits, squeezing them almost roughly, though she didn't seem to mind. "Gonna cum soon, Hermione. Fuck — can't — shit, your pussy is bloody amazing!"
"Cum for me, Ron! Fill my up with your semen! Aaah, fuck! Paint me like you painted my panties! I want to see you cumming inside my cunt!"
Ron's entire body began to shake. He couldn't have stopped even he had wanted, so he moved his knees so he had more leverage and then fucked her with all his might. Then he looked down between her sweaty bodies, and saw his prick moving at suck amazing speed as it speared her pussy, at is was just too much. His bollocks tightened and his cock swelled inside her, making her feel even tighter.
"Gonna cum! Gonna fucking cum! Oooooh, fuuuuuck, Hermione, fuckfuckfuck! Yessssss, oh, yessss!" he roared as his cock started to spurt inside her, sending stream after stream of cum into her welcoming hole. He vaguely felt Hermione moving her hands to her waist to pull him even more into her as he unloaded, his mind completely blank with pleasure as he enjoyed the strongest orgasm of his entire life.
Finally, as his climax ended, his strength abandoned him and, trembling, he fell on top of her body, with his head buried in her wild curls. The both of them were panting profusely after such an intense — even if brief — fuck. As his cock softened inside her, he felt her contracting her vaginal muscles around him, sucking the last drops from him, and he moaned again. "Mmmh, that's so good, Hermione ... fuck, do that again ..."
Hermione laughed and complied, at the same time that she moved her left hand to his head to caress his hair. He felt her kissing his forehead, and smiled, feeling happier than ever before.
"Did you like it?" she asked in a low voice.
"Are you joking? I had never felt so good in my life. Fuck, you were so tight around me."
"I know. It felt amazing, Ron. You stretched my pussy so well, it turned me on so much."
He raised his head a bit and looked at her. "Sorry you didn't get to cum."
"I didn't expect to, the first time," she said, resting importance to that fact. "And besides, you made me cum so hard before, twice. I wanted you to enjoy your first time to the fullest. And I loved seeing you losing control that way and coming so hard inside me."
He shook his head, unable to believe that such an amazing woman fancied him. "You're amazing, you know?"
She laughed, stopping only when Ron claimed her mouth with his. She put her hands around his neck as they continued to kiss, savouring each other, and, after a bit, he felt her clenching her muscles once more. He moaned into her mouth, and she smirked.
"Hermione ..."
"Can you go again, Ron?" she asked huskily. "Can you get hard for me once more? I am still so horny, I want to feel you stretching me again. I want to come with you inside my and have you exploding in my pussy," she declared, her pretty eyes fixed on his.
When she stopped talking, Ron was already half-hard. "Fuck, yeah! Hermione, you feel so fucking good, I want to fuck you again, and again, and again, it was the best fucking thing I've ever felt. Can you feel what you do to my cock?" he asked.
"Oh, yes, Ron! It's starting to stretch me again! God, it's amazing!"
"Keep clenching your fantastic pussy around me, love, and I'll fuck you hard again. Fuck, I wanna slam my cock into you until you scream my name!"
"Yes, yes! I want it! Ron, I want to cum hard with your thick cock in my pussy!"
Ron kissed her hard as he began to move once more inside her. Fuck, she felt simply incredible, her velvety hole gripping him in a way he could never achieve with his hand. He could fuck her forever. How people could do other things after having sex was beyond his comprehension.
"Mmmh, Ron ..."
"Fuck, Hermione, fuck," he groaned as he increased his rhythm. Merlin, she was so warm, pretty, so delicious he could get lost in her and wouldn't want to be found ever again. He claimed her mouth once more, thrusting his tongue between her lips to imitate what his dick was doing to her fanny, and she sucked on it with fervour, sending both of them into an spiral of lust and desire.
After a couple of minutes, they stopped kissing, needing more air as he went at it even harder, fucking her with quick, powerful thrusts. However, it was not enough, he wanted to go deeper in her, to mark her body as his. So, getting on his knees between her thighs, he lifted her legs, looped his arms on them and resumed his frantic thrusting, now with an amazing view of his cock going in and out of her stretched cunt, achieving the depth he so desired. Hermione arched her back and cupped her own tits, kneading them and pinching her hard nipples. Ron just watched her for a bit, enthralled by her own passion. At some point, she looked directly into his eyes and, keeping her gaze locked on his, she slid her right hand down her body to her own pussy. "I'm gonna touch my clit, Ron," she told him, her voice husky and laced with desire. "Fuck, you feel so good in me and I want to cum while you fuck me hard with that fat cock of yours."
Ron felt a shiver run down his body at her words and his member throbbed inside her. Fuck, how could she be so sexy, so alluring?
"Yes," he managed to say after a moment. "I want to feel you cumming all around my cock, Hermione. Touch yourself!"
"Touch my tits for me, Ron!"
Ron groaned loudly, and leaned over her, resting on the underside of her thighs, which were now pressed against her body. He then moved his hands to her awesome boobs and began to knead them roughly. Hermione moaned again, even louder, squirming under him as he thrust harder and harder, thankful that he had come twice so now he could hold back a bit more. Not much, though, she was just so fucking tight.
"Aaah, fuck, fuck, Hermione, I'm so fucking deep in your hot cunt!"
"I want to see!" she replied, lifting her head off the bed so she could look down her body and moving the hand with which she was touching herself to the side. Ron thrust hard into her and watched her expression become even hungrier and more lustful as she stared at his cock spreading her cunt wide open. "Unnngh, Gods, Ron, your cock is so big it's splitting me in half! You're ruining my sweet little pussy!" she moaned, a hint of playfulness in her voice.
Ron smirked at her and sped up his movements, also enjoying the sight of his prick being swallowed by her hot, greedy fanny. "Sweet it is!" he shouted, slamming into her powerfully as she resumed touching herself, both of them panting like mad. "Oh, Merlin! Sweetest pussy in the world! Fuuuck, oh, yeah, Hermione, take it! Take — it!"
"How do you know?" she asked between pants. "You haven't fucked other pussies!"
"Don't need to, feels so fucking good it's impossible any other pussy can be better! And it's your pussy, Hermione! Yours! And I don't — oh, fuck, I'm getting close — I don't wanna fuck any other cunt than yours! Ever! Unnngh!" he grunted as he finished talking, shoving himself as deep in her as she could.
"Yes! Yes, Ron! Your cock belongs to me! It's only mine! It belongs in my pussy! Only in my pussy! Oooh, gods, I think I'm coming, Ron! Fuck me! Fuck your pussy with my cock! I'm — aaah, godsgodsgods — just there! Fuck, Rooon, just there! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"
"Cum for me! Cum all around my fat cock!" he ordered.
Hermione threw her head back, hitting the mattress, her fingers becoming a blur over her clit, and, a moment later, her entire body was seized by the overwhelming power of — by the look of it — a very, very strong orgasm. "Oooh, Ron! ROOON, I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING AROUND YOUR COCK! Gods, don't stop! Don't stooop!" she screamed as she convulsed while Ron kept thrusting, unable to stop as she clenched around him getting even tighter around his penis, which had never felt so good and happy. Her cries of pleasure sent him into overdrive. The idea that she was cumming so hard while he fucked her was so exhilarating and exciting that he couldn't hold back anymore, and, with a roar of "Hermione, cumming! Cumming!" he exploded inside her pussy, burying himself in her snatch to get the maximum pleasure possible from her delicious body.
He fell on top of her as their orgasms subsided, both panting hard. They stared at each other and they grinned liked fools before kissing passionately, Hermione embracing him tightly to prevent him from slipping out of her as he got soft.
"Merlin's fucking pants, Ron, that was — oooh, that was incredible! Even better than when you ate me out! Gods!"
"Fuck, yeah, love ... I can't believe how good it feels to fuck that little, hot, wet pussy of yours!"
Hermione laughed, looking radiant. "It won't be little for much longer if you keep stretching it with that big piece of meat!" she joked, her eyes bright with merriment.
Ron laughed loudly. "Merlin, Hermione, I love your dirty talk! It turns me on so much! And, for your information, I intend to keep stretching your sweet snatch. In fact, I'd love nothing more than to keep doing that for the next hours!"
"Ooooh, yes!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I want more, Ron. Much more!"
"Fuck you're insatiable!"
"Well, so are you, so why shouldn't I?"
He moved off her, so he wouldn't crush her body with his, and looked at her thougthfully. "No reason. I always believed that — dunno, that men like sex more than women ..."
Hermione scoffed. "Typical stereotype," she said, shaking her head. "It depends on the person, Ronald, not the gender. And I happen to be rather horny and like sex very, very, very much," she added, her expression turning coy. As she talked, she slid a playful finger along his chest in a seductive way.
"Merlin, I'm so fucking lucky!" he said and kissed her hard. "So — you want to keep going?" he asked when he pulled away from her sweet, addictive mouth.
"Mmmh, yes," she nodded eagerly. "How long until you can go again?" she questioned, glancing at his flaccid cock.
"Well, I never came more than twice in such a brief time," he said, "but, sexy as you are, I hope very soon, despite having come harder than ever before and feeling a bit drained."
"But you'll have more of that cum for me, won't you, Ron?" she asked in a childish, pouty voice than sent a wave of arousal through him.
"Didn't you have enough?" he teased, a smirk on his face, moving his right hand to spread her legs a bit. He looked between her thighs. "You're already leaking."
"Yeah?" she asked, and then moved her own hand to her groin. She slid a couple of fingers between her folds and then lifted them. They were coated in his spunk. She stared at them for a bit, rubbing them against each other, marvelled, and then did something that caused Ron to swear loudly: she brought them to her mouth and sucked them clean. "Mmmh, not bad," she said, looking at him seductively, licking the two fingers in a very dirty way.
"Maybe you should try it directly from the source," he whispered huskily, gulping.
"Oh, I will," she said, moving her now clean hand to his chest and then down his body. "I really want to feel this wonderful thing in my mouth," she added, cupping him and making him hiss, both at the touch and the promise her words carried. She looked down and circled it, stroking experimentally, as if studying him. "Mmmh, it feels so spongy now," she commented in awe, "though I like it much more when it's hard." She looked into his eyes intensely. "Get hard for me, Ron."
"Fuck, Hermione ... You keep touching my cock and it'll definitely get hard for you very soon."
Suddenly, Hermione pushed him in the chest so he was lying on his back and then, lying partially on his chest, kissed him hard, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she continued to fondle his prick and bollocks. He twitched, the hardening process accelerating by her sudden attack. Ron growled into her mouth and entangled one hand in her hair while he kneaded her tits with the other.
"'Ermionee ..." he moaned, his body succumbing once more to the tide of desire this amazing girl caused in him.
"Mmmh, Ron, you're amazing, it's hard again! Oh gods, I want it so much inside me!" she declared and then mounted him, trapping his member between his lower belly and her dripping pussy. Ron groaned, bucking his hips to rub against her. Hermione let out a moan and leaned forwards, bending her neck so she could look at their groins. "Merlin, Ron, this view is amazing! Your cock is so big!" she exclaimed, squealing in delight. She moved tentatively, sliding back and forth on him. Ron rolled his eyes, the sensation of his sensitive dick sliding between her swollen, wet cunt lips sending shivers of pleasure throughout his body.
"Fuck, Hermione ..." he said, not knowing if he was pleading or just moaning.
"I want it inside, Ron! I really want to fuck you!" she yelled, raising her body. Grasping his dick, she put the tip against her entrance and pressed down a bit until her pussy opened wide to receive it. "Ron, look at this! See how your cock opens my pussy! Fuck, it's so sexy!"
"Merlin's bollocks, Hermione ... fuck, yeah, it's amazing. Get it inside you!"
"Oh, yessss!" she moaned, lowering herself slowly upon him. His dick looked so big between her thighs, and seeing — and feeling — it being devoured by her hungry pussy was simply unbelievable.
"Fuck, how can this keep feeling so fucking good! Come on, Hermione, fuck my cock! I want to see your pussy impaled on it!" he shouted in encouragement.
"I want to savour it, Ron," she explained. She had closed her eyes, and her face revealed pure delight. "I love how your hard prick opens my pussy wide to fuck it deep!"
Ron groaned and moved his hands to her hips, caressing them and her sides before moving to her tits, which looked simply delicious. He massaged them wantonly and then pinched her nipples, making her squeal once more.
Hermione lifted her body again, until only the tip of his cock was inside and then opened her eyes and looked at him. A goofy, lustful grin appeared on her face. "Get ready for the fuck of your life, Mr Weasley," she told him, and then dropped hard onto his crotch, taking his cock to the hilt in her.
The two teenagers arched their backs and moaned loudly at the feeling of being completely joined once more. Ron squeezed her tits, using his thumbs to rub her nipples and she began to move atop him, slowly at first, but with increasing speed as time went on. Ron stared at his vixen transfixed, still having difficulties to believe that he had sex with Hermione twice and now she was riding him, consumed by passion, with her wild, amazing hair flaying all around her head. Each and every moan that escaped her mouth pierced his soul, giving him a pleasure beyond anything he could have imagined. He had no description for the how good it felt having her tight pussy sliding up and down his wet cock while he kneaded her firm, round tits in his hands.
The only reason he knew he wasn't dreaming was precisely because no dream or fantasy he had ever had about her had felt this good.
"Ron ... Oh, gods, gods, gods, Ron ... Ohhh, fuck, oh, fuck ..." she chanted as she moved, her plump ass cheeks slamming against his thighs and emitting the most delicious sounds. Ron moved his hands to her hips and helped her move even faster, thrusting up every time she came down, making it even more intense and pleasurable. Ocassionally, his hands travelled to her bum to grope and cup it. It felt so good in his hands that he wished he had four hands so he could fondle her breasts and her ass at the same time.
As the intensity of their coupling intensified and they approached another fantastic orgasm, Hermione leaned over and kissed him, her hair falling all around their faces like a curtain. Ron moved his hands to her ass and pressed her against him, thrusting harder to compensate for the loss of movement on her part. They groaned animalistically into each other's mouths as they fucked like if they were possessed by some lust demon, both knowing that there was no way they would — or could! — stop before the had cum.
"Ron... Oh, Rooon ..." she moaned, panting hard, when they couldn't kiss anymore for lack of air. "It feels so good ... so fucking good ..."
"Fuck, yeah, Hermione! This is amazing! I love your pussy! I fucking love that fucking tight pussy!" he shouted, unable to control himself.
Hermione kissed him again and then sat up once more. She sped up her movements, adding some rotation as well and making Ron's eyes to roll on their sockets. Completely taken over by her lust and carnal desire, she put her hands on his thighs, just behind her and leaned backwards, causing his dick to apply more pressure to the front wall of her fantastic cunt.
"Ohhhh, Roooon, I love your cock! I love your fat, thick, hard cock! Gods, rub my clit, please! I want to cum, rub my clit hard!"
Without thinking, Ron moved his right hand to her pussy and began to rub her with his thumb, while his left one moved up to cup her jiggling tits. Hermione threw her head backwards and screamed as her body started to shake with the force of the upcoming climax. "Right there, Ron! Squeeze my tits harder! Oh, gods, I'm about to cum! I'm about to — FUUUUUCK, ROOOON! FUCK, I'M CUMMING! I'M FUCKING CUMMING ON YOUR FAT COCK! Ooooh, fuuuuck, I love this! I love this! Don't stop! Fuuuuuuuck!"
Ron felt his own cock twitch with pleasure inside her as her fluttering pussy constricted deliciously around him. He watched her as she fucked him as fast as she could, enthralled by her orgasm and her trembling body, until she couldn't resist it anymore and slapped his hand away from her clit before falling heavily on his chest, completely worn out and unable to move anymore.
"Fuck, Hermione, that was amazing!"
"Can't ... move," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Too good ... too strong ..."
Ron kissed the top of her head, and them moved his hands over her back as she panted. He could still feel her stretched pussy clamp around him every now and then in her after orgasm, increasing his still raging need. Fuck, he just couldn't hold back, so he moved his hands to her ass and, giving her a good squeeze, cupped him and thrust up, pressing her against him. Hermione let out another moan. When he repeated the action, she lifted her head and looked at him. They locked gazes and Ron thrust again, moving faster inside that earthly paradise that was her cunt.
"Gods, Ron ..."
"Need to cum, Hermione — fuck, I need to cum!"
"Yes," she moaned, her voice soft and seductive. "Fuck my pussy, Ron. Take your pleasure now. Cum in me. Come on, fill me with your hot cum once more."
"Fucking hell, I love your dirty talking! Want my cum, Hermione?" he asked, panting as he became more forceful, bending his knees so he could use his legs to fuck her harder.
"Yes, Ron. Give it to me! Come on, you sexy man, fuck your girlfriend's cunt hard, use it for what it is, to give that monster of yours pleasure!"
Ron roared, squeezing her ass harder and moving faster and more violently, slamming into her with abandon. Hermione cupped his face and peppered it with kisses while giving him encouragement.
"More, Ron, more! Fuck me harder and deeper! Pump my pussy full of your hot seed!"
"Oh, Hermione ... Hermione, fuck, Hermione, I'm about to explode! Oh, fuck, I'm about to explode! I —"
He couldn't keep talking as Hermione kissed him passionately, swallowing his cries of pleasure as his balls tightened and his cock swelled and then erupted for the fourth time that night, spurting what was left of his semen into her, draining his balls completely.
Ron rutted hard, wanting to enjoy that fuck 'till the last second and leave every drop of his cum in her pussy, until, tired and more satisfied than ever before, his legs gave in and he just lay on the bed, panting heavily while Hermione covered his jaw in kisses.
"Good job, Ron," she muttered, moving closer to his ear. "That was simply amazing. Amazing."
"Oh, fuck, yeah ... that was one hell of a fuck, 'Ermione ..."
Hermione raised her head to look at him and then erupted in laugh. Ron smiled at her and then laughed as well, kissing once more before she moved her body off her, resting her head on his chest, her left hand over his stomach. Ron moved his left hand to her head and caressed her hair as they both rested, enjoying the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking in pleasant silence, until, a couple of minutes later, he simply said, "I love you, Hermione."
She didn't move her head, but he felt her arm tighten around him as she replied, in a slightly sleepy voice, "I love you too, Ron."
Definitively, I don't know how to write chapter of normal length.
Well, only one more to go! You'll get it this weekend, along with another chapter of Discovering Ourselves.
Now, despite the lack of responses, I remember you of the challenges, or ideas, for new Ron and Hermione smut stories:
-Hermione being dominant in bed
-Ron and Hermione being naughty during class.
As you know, I'm going to publish a short story with the second one as the main theme. It is still not finished, so as I'm already updating two stories this weekend, maybe I'll post this one in the middle of next week. It depends. Of course, new Ron and Hermione smut written by other authors always inspire me and make me work faster, so you see, it's up to you …