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The Game
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,970
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
4. Waking up
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Everything belongs to people who deserve it! These characters are the creation of JK Rowling and not me. Maybe the plot but even that is owned by my to vivid imagination.
Warning: This story contains questionable contents. If you are sensitive to some of them don’t read the story.
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4. Waking up
The next morning, Hermione was woken by the sunlight falling through the window above her bed. She stretched herself contently and was startled when she didn’t feel Bill behind her. Frowning, she turned around and looked at the clock on her bedside table.
Oh god, it was nine o’clock already. Hermione sat straight up in bed. No wonder Bill wasn’t beside her. It was LATE. Throwing the covers back, the young witch climbed out of bed and stumbled over to her trunk. Fishing her toiletries and a fresh set of clothing out of it, she walked into the bathroom across the hall.
Looking into the mirror over the sink, Hermione just stifled the shout that tried to escape her. She looked horrible. Her hair mussed up like a nest, some drool sticking to her cheek and she didn’t want to smell the ordure, that escaped her mouth.
Fast looking away so she wouldn’t have to gaze at the stranger in the mirror, she grabbed her toothbrush and started with her teeth.
Finished with that, she started a shower. She was sticky from the nights activities and the sleepiness still numbed her brain.
She adjusted the water temperature to the way she liked it and relaxed under the spray.
Standing under the hot water, her thoughts brightened and the young witch let the last evening rewind in her mind. ‘She had sex with Bill. She had sex with Bill in Ginny’s room. SHE HAD SEX WITH BILL IN GINNYS ROOM WHILE CHARLIE AND GINNY HERSELF WERE WATCHING.’ Screamed it into her brain. She couldn’t belief it.
It had turned her on more than she had ever thought. Suddenly, cold water hit her skin and she turned around.
“Mind if I join you?”
Hermione only nodded.
A few moments later, Charlie stepped in. He admired the brunette’s lean, womanly form, the hot water cascading over her body. The redhead reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands. Hermione sighed softly as Charlie worried her nipples into erect peaks. He kissed her forcefully, plundering her mouth with his tongue until she pushed him away and gasped for air. Pulling the witch close to him, he held her tightly under the hot water, enjoying the feel of her naked body pressed against him.
The wizards hands slid down to her ass and cupped her cheeks, pulling her against his erection. The brunette moaned softly as Charlie squeezed her ass.
“Lean back,” he whispered.
Hermione leaned back against the tile wall, watching the redhead with wide eyes. Charlie knelt between her legs and began to kiss his way up her thighs. He placed a soft kiss on her mound of wet curls, smiling as the brunette moaned again. He lifted one of her legs to rest her foot on one of his shoulders as he slid beneath her. He lapped at the witch’s folds for a moment before finding her clit with his teeth and biting down softly on the sensitive nub. Hermione gasped and Charlie was rewarded with a flood of moisture from her core. He continued to suck at her clit as he slid two long fingers into her tight heat and began to stroke her. As she groaned above him, he sped up his thrusts. In moments, his face was drenched with her release as she screamed his name in pleasure.
Standing up slowly, he kissed the blonde, letting her taste herself on him. He reached around and took her shower gel, pouring a small amount onto his hand.
“Turn around,” he said releasing her.
Charlie moved her hands to the wall and pushed on her back so that she would lean against the wall. Running his hand down to her ass, he spread the gel on her behind, back, up to her shoulders and down her sides. Soaping each of her legs, he paid special attention to the back of her knees and calves.
Standing up again, Charlie let his hands glide up over Mione’s back, massaging her shoulders as she leaned against the tile wall of the shower. His hands slid around in front of her, teasing her nipples before sliding over her stomach. First he teased her belly button, than dipping between her legs. His talented fingers found her slippery clit once more, massaging the sensitive nub between his fingers. His long digits slid into her hot channel, caressing her in long even strokes.
“More, please,” Hermione begged.
“I take care of you. Just relax.”
“No, please. I, I can’t. I want you inside me. Please, Charlie.”
Not relenting to her plea, he just sped up hhrushrusts. He finger fucked her quickly, his hand a blur as he shoved his fingers further into her pussy.
Hermione threw her head back and groaned loudly as the redhead felt his fingers drenched with her release for a second time. He drew his hand back and lifted it up to his mouth, tasting her juices. She was delicious.
Turning her to face him again, he positioning himself at her hole. Pushing into her slowly, he made soft soothing sounds as she cried out . Charlie eased into her, groaning softly as he felt her relax around him. He moved one hand to her clit, worrying the nub with his fingers as he slid deeper into her core. With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and groaned loudly. He stilled and let the sensation of being fully immersed in her tight, little body wash over him.
Hermione moaned softly. It felt so good to have him buried so deep inside her. It was nothing like with Bill. The oldest Weasley brother had been longer but Charlie was wider. Her whole pussy was stretched to it’s limits by his penis. Hermione found herself savouring the feeling of being so filled by the redhead. She felt him pull back slightly and slide back in and she groaned in response.
“Does it feel good? It’s what you wanted isn’t it?” Charlie asked softly, his lips close to her ear.
The witch could only nod and moan in reply as he slide out and back in once more. She felt his hands on her hips, pushing her backwards slightly. She leaned back against the wall and tried to hold onto something with her hands. Her head fell forward onto her chest and she could see where he disappeared into her.
Charlie groaned as he pushed his aching cock even deeper into her until his balls slapped against her.
“Merlin,” he hissed softly.
The wizard desperately wanted to make the brunette come again, but at the moment he was having trouble maintaining control. He remained buried within her for a moment, his fingers continuing their assault on her clit.
“Fuck me,” Hermione pleaded breathlessly.
She was going insane with lust. She feet so good, but she was going to pass out if he didn’t sped up soon.
“Want you to come,” Charlie hissed through his clenched teeth as he felt her tighten her muscles around him.
Charlie slide out of the brunette’s incredible tightness and shoved himself back into her. Hermione cried out in pleasure.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she babbled.
Charlie sped up a bit. The sounds of wet flesh slapping agaiwet wet flesh echoed through the bathroom amid moans and groans that escalated in volume as the redhead increased the speed of his thrusts even more.
Hermione screamed his name as her muscles spasmed around him, sending Charlie crashing into his own orgasm. He let his head fall onto her shoulder as she milked the seed from his cock. The witch collapsed against the wall in a quivering mass of flesh as the redhead withdrew from her. He gathered her to himself and held her tightly in his arms.
She whimpered softly and buried her face in his chest.
“Charlie,” she breathed.
“Shhh,” he mumbled softly.
He held Hermione tenderly as he shut of the water. Stepping out of the shower, he lowered her to stand on her feet, still cradling her against his chest. They remained in that position in silence for several moments, till the fast cooling air reminded them of their still wet state.
Fishing a towel from the sink, Charlie draped it across her shoulders and rubbed her dry, before he wiped the water from his body.
Hermione looked up at the redhead with a smile on her face. She grabbed her cloths and got dressed.
A few minutes later they, fully clad again, left the bathroom with the promise to talk after she had her breakfast. Both brothers had some spells to cast.
***
AN: Hi there!
Corrected the mistake of Hermione being a blond. Won\'t happen again. Thanks for mentioning it.
Here is another one. Just a little bit smut as an appetizer.
Please rev
If you have some ideas on how to continue with the story or would like to write one of the juicier parts, let me know, I’m all for some ideas here. It would be quiet interesting to see if the different writing-styles will benefit the story.
I think that was everything. Till next time.
Saileach
Warning: This story contains questionable contents. If you are sensitive to some of them don’t read the story.
***
4. Waking up
The next morning, Hermione was woken by the sunlight falling through the window above her bed. She stretched herself contently and was startled when she didn’t feel Bill behind her. Frowning, she turned around and looked at the clock on her bedside table.
Oh god, it was nine o’clock already. Hermione sat straight up in bed. No wonder Bill wasn’t beside her. It was LATE. Throwing the covers back, the young witch climbed out of bed and stumbled over to her trunk. Fishing her toiletries and a fresh set of clothing out of it, she walked into the bathroom across the hall.
Looking into the mirror over the sink, Hermione just stifled the shout that tried to escape her. She looked horrible. Her hair mussed up like a nest, some drool sticking to her cheek and she didn’t want to smell the ordure, that escaped her mouth.
Fast looking away so she wouldn’t have to gaze at the stranger in the mirror, she grabbed her toothbrush and started with her teeth.
Finished with that, she started a shower. She was sticky from the nights activities and the sleepiness still numbed her brain.
She adjusted the water temperature to the way she liked it and relaxed under the spray.
Standing under the hot water, her thoughts brightened and the young witch let the last evening rewind in her mind. ‘She had sex with Bill. She had sex with Bill in Ginny’s room. SHE HAD SEX WITH BILL IN GINNYS ROOM WHILE CHARLIE AND GINNY HERSELF WERE WATCHING.’ Screamed it into her brain. She couldn’t belief it.
It had turned her on more than she had ever thought. Suddenly, cold water hit her skin and she turned around.
“Mind if I join you?”
Hermione only nodded.
A few moments later, Charlie stepped in. He admired the brunette’s lean, womanly form, the hot water cascading over her body. The redhead reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands. Hermione sighed softly as Charlie worried her nipples into erect peaks. He kissed her forcefully, plundering her mouth with his tongue until she pushed him away and gasped for air. Pulling the witch close to him, he held her tightly under the hot water, enjoying the feel of her naked body pressed against him.
The wizards hands slid down to her ass and cupped her cheeks, pulling her against his erection. The brunette moaned softly as Charlie squeezed her ass.
“Lean back,” he whispered.
Hermione leaned back against the tile wall, watching the redhead with wide eyes. Charlie knelt between her legs and began to kiss his way up her thighs. He placed a soft kiss on her mound of wet curls, smiling as the brunette moaned again. He lifted one of her legs to rest her foot on one of his shoulders as he slid beneath her. He lapped at the witch’s folds for a moment before finding her clit with his teeth and biting down softly on the sensitive nub. Hermione gasped and Charlie was rewarded with a flood of moisture from her core. He continued to suck at her clit as he slid two long fingers into her tight heat and began to stroke her. As she groaned above him, he sped up his thrusts. In moments, his face was drenched with her release as she screamed his name in pleasure.
Standing up slowly, he kissed the blonde, letting her taste herself on him. He reached around and took her shower gel, pouring a small amount onto his hand.
“Turn around,” he said releasing her.
Charlie moved her hands to the wall and pushed on her back so that she would lean against the wall. Running his hand down to her ass, he spread the gel on her behind, back, up to her shoulders and down her sides. Soaping each of her legs, he paid special attention to the back of her knees and calves.
Standing up again, Charlie let his hands glide up over Mione’s back, massaging her shoulders as she leaned against the tile wall of the shower. His hands slid around in front of her, teasing her nipples before sliding over her stomach. First he teased her belly button, than dipping between her legs. His talented fingers found her slippery clit once more, massaging the sensitive nub between his fingers. His long digits slid into her hot channel, caressing her in long even strokes.
“More, please,” Hermione begged.
“I take care of you. Just relax.”
“No, please. I, I can’t. I want you inside me. Please, Charlie.”
Not relenting to her plea, he just sped up hhrushrusts. He finger fucked her quickly, his hand a blur as he shoved his fingers further into her pussy.
Hermione threw her head back and groaned loudly as the redhead felt his fingers drenched with her release for a second time. He drew his hand back and lifted it up to his mouth, tasting her juices. She was delicious.
Turning her to face him again, he positioning himself at her hole. Pushing into her slowly, he made soft soothing sounds as she cried out . Charlie eased into her, groaning softly as he felt her relax around him. He moved one hand to her clit, worrying the nub with his fingers as he slid deeper into her core. With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and groaned loudly. He stilled and let the sensation of being fully immersed in her tight, little body wash over him.
Hermione moaned softly. It felt so good to have him buried so deep inside her. It was nothing like with Bill. The oldest Weasley brother had been longer but Charlie was wider. Her whole pussy was stretched to it’s limits by his penis. Hermione found herself savouring the feeling of being so filled by the redhead. She felt him pull back slightly and slide back in and she groaned in response.
“Does it feel good? It’s what you wanted isn’t it?” Charlie asked softly, his lips close to her ear.
The witch could only nod and moan in reply as he slide out and back in once more. She felt his hands on her hips, pushing her backwards slightly. She leaned back against the wall and tried to hold onto something with her hands. Her head fell forward onto her chest and she could see where he disappeared into her.
Charlie groaned as he pushed his aching cock even deeper into her until his balls slapped against her.
“Merlin,” he hissed softly.
The wizard desperately wanted to make the brunette come again, but at the moment he was having trouble maintaining control. He remained buried within her for a moment, his fingers continuing their assault on her clit.
“Fuck me,” Hermione pleaded breathlessly.
She was going insane with lust. She feet so good, but she was going to pass out if he didn’t sped up soon.
“Want you to come,” Charlie hissed through his clenched teeth as he felt her tighten her muscles around him.
Charlie slide out of the brunette’s incredible tightness and shoved himself back into her. Hermione cried out in pleasure.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she babbled.
Charlie sped up a bit. The sounds of wet flesh slapping agaiwet wet flesh echoed through the bathroom amid moans and groans that escalated in volume as the redhead increased the speed of his thrusts even more.
Hermione screamed his name as her muscles spasmed around him, sending Charlie crashing into his own orgasm. He let his head fall onto her shoulder as she milked the seed from his cock. The witch collapsed against the wall in a quivering mass of flesh as the redhead withdrew from her. He gathered her to himself and held her tightly in his arms.
She whimpered softly and buried her face in his chest.
“Charlie,” she breathed.
“Shhh,” he mumbled softly.
He held Hermione tenderly as he shut of the water. Stepping out of the shower, he lowered her to stand on her feet, still cradling her against his chest. They remained in that position in silence for several moments, till the fast cooling air reminded them of their still wet state.
Fishing a towel from the sink, Charlie draped it across her shoulders and rubbed her dry, before he wiped the water from his body.
Hermione looked up at the redhead with a smile on her face. She grabbed her cloths and got dressed.
A few minutes later they, fully clad again, left the bathroom with the promise to talk after she had her breakfast. Both brothers had some spells to cast.
***
AN: Hi there!
Corrected the mistake of Hermione being a blond. Won\'t happen again. Thanks for mentioning it.
Here is another one. Just a little bit smut as an appetizer.
Please rev
If you have some ideas on how to continue with the story or would like to write one of the juicier parts, let me know, I’m all for some ideas here. It would be quiet interesting to see if the different writing-styles will benefit the story.
I think that was everything. Till next time.
Saileach