Sexual Tension at Grimmauld Place

>>12-05-2007
This chapter took a little while to write, and then edit. I'm sure there are still problems, but they'll get worked out. Let me know what you think with a review! Thanks.
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"Ron, we need to talk," stated Hermione flatly, coming into the kitchen with a purposeful stride. She smiled as she saw Ron preparing some vegetables for lunch. Ron's attitude about impending danger at the hands of Lord Voldemort had certainly improved in the last two days since their episode in the library.
"What's up, sweet-lips?" Ron said as he lowered his wand and turned towards the sound of her voice. He liked what he saw as Hermione as chosen a pair of hip-hugger jeans and a shirt that made little effort to cover her creamy belly.
Hermione cringed a little at the pet name, but then softened as she saw the work he was doing of his own accord, "Ron, that's really nice that you're helping with the meals. Maybe you could get Harry to help as well?"
"Nah, he's off with Ginny for some training. I thinks she's actually the one teaching Harry today! She's got some nasty hexes up her sleeve after all those years in the Burrow with us male Weasleys. You'd better be prepared; I wouldn't be surprised if Harry needs some medical attention before they're done..." In addition to being in a better mood around the house, Ron had also warmed up to the fact that his sister was in a relationship with Harry. He was his best friend after all, and it had been Harry that had given him the extra push he had needed with Hermione. Leaving the two alone for the afternoon was the least he could do. If they got in some snogging, he supposed that was just fine. Even better if it gave him and Hermione some time together. "Oh, right, you wanted to tell me something, didn't you, Mione?"
Hermione looked at Ron as he turned, and suddenly she became flush as all the images of their encounter in the library came back to her in an instant. It had been hard to concentrate, in fact, and several of her spells had gone awry lately. The topic on her mind did little to help matters. "Um, yes, if you have a minute. It's actually about Harry and Ginny."
"Oh." said Ron, a little surprised. He had hoped that Hermione had come for more action, rather than to discuss Harry and his sister. The picture of Hermione on her knees, unzipping his jeans and extracting his tool faded as did the nascent erection he was building. "What about them? They should be done in an hour and then we can eat and talk together."
Hermione pursed her lips then continued, "It's something I wanted to talk to you about, Ron. It's about the other night in the parlor, when it was Harry's turn to keep watch."
"He didn't fall asleep, did he? Of course with all the stress he's been under," Ron started then shoved a piece of carrot into his mouth, "I wouldn't blame him," Ron defended as he saw a disapproving look in Hermione's eyes.
"No, Ron, he didn't fall asleep," she continued, "far from it, in fact. That's what I want to talk to you about. There's something I think you should know." A few more splotches of red broke out across Hermione's face as she remembered being woken up the other night by a sound in the room that had been a muffled combination of heavy breathing and rhythmic slapping. In the darkness she had raised her head to see Harry and Ginny face to face and clearly enjoying themselves as they writhed in a syncopated motion against each other. Thought the blanket hid the details of their action, it was more than clear as to what was going on.
"What, Hermione? Was he having nightmares again?" Ron asked, concerned.
"No, Ron, no nightmares. I know Harry's your best friend but I think you should know this because it's about Ginny as well. They were both awake, and in the corner of the room, together..." Hermione looked at Ron to see if he understood, hoping not to have to paint the entire picture.
"OK, so Harry and Ginny were in the corner snogging....I know, Hermione, and I'm okay with them being together as a couple?" stated Ron, "I already know that Harry and Ginny are snogging. After the other day, I thought we could concentrate on ourselves."
"Ron!" Hermione pressed emphatically, "they were doing more than just snogging!"
Ron looked at Hermione blankly, his memory flashing back to seeing Harry's dick in the bathroom, and then to his own manhood as Hermione eagerly sucked on it. Did Hermione see Ginny giving Harry a blowjob? Ron felt the familiar feelings of protectiveness of his younger sister, but also familiar feelings in his groin as he started to get excited at catching a glimpse of his sister's lips wrapped around Harry's cock. Would she like sucking cock as much at Hermione had? Had Harry tasted her pussy, as he has done to Hermione? Suddenly he was much more interested in what Hermione had to say and wanted to hear her describe more to him, "Well, what were they doing, Mione?"
"Do you really want me to describe it to you, Ron?"
Ron noticed Hermione's legs had parted slightly and she was obviously turned on like he was. "Isn't that why you brought it up? You wanted to tell me, right?"
"Ronald! No! I mean, well...yes, but it's just that she's your sister..." she stammered, surprised by Ron demeanor. "I just thought you should know and to share everything now that we've, you know, gotten closer."
"You mean now that I've seen your pussy and eaten you out, you feel that you can confide in me?" Ron laughed.
"Ronald! It's not like that at all. Well, maybe a little bit," she allowed herself a smile, setting aside her serious tone and glancing at the bulge building in Ron's pants.
"Well, Hermione, tell me what you saw concerning Harry and my sister." Ron pressed, seeing her change in attitude.
"Well," she started, getting warmed up at bit, "it was dark and there was the blanket around them, but it looked like...I could just tell that they....I mean they were making a noise that couldn't have been anything but..."
"Spit it out, Hermione."
"Having sex! Ron, they were shagging like rabbits, and in the same room that we were all sleeping!" Hermione exhaled, still seeing the scene in her mind and feeling her juices begin to flow down below.
Harry was fucking Ginny! Ron's head was spinning. If Hermione was right, fucking just feet from him, on the other side of the couch. "Bloody hell, it seems like I was the only one actually sleeping!" Ron's face was bright red. "Are you sure that you saw what you think you saw? I mean we've both been really horny. Maybe it was a dream or something," offered Ron, picturing his friend and his sister in different positions in the corner of the parlor as Hermione watched them.
"I was definitely not a dream, Ron," responded Hermione, breathing a little harder than normal.
"Did you see them actually going at it?" Ron asked, drawing in a sharp breath. How long had she watched them? Did she want the same thing to happen with them?
Hermione seemed at little bewildered by Ron's response. Why wasn't he upset that she had told him that Harry had been having sex with his little sister out in the open and in the same room? Come to think if it, why wasn't she more upset? She thought a minute and suddenly realized, no, she wasn't upset, she was just incredibly horny thinking about the whole situation! She was actually turned on thinking about those two sweaty bodies the other night, obscured by the blanket. Damn that blanket! How she had wished that that piece of fabric had fallen off so she could have gotten a proper look! "No, not exactly," she admitted, again cursing that blanket in her thoughts once again for good measure, "but the noises they were making certainly ruled out Quidditch, if you know what I mean, Ron."
"And just how would you know what sex sounds like, Mione?" Ron needled.
"I just know what I saw, Ron."
"Did you like what you saw?" Ron asked abruptly.
Hermione taken aback by the question, and even more surprised by her own answer as she move closer and looked Ron in the eyes, "yeah, I think I did like it. In fact I couldn't take my eyes off them, as I remember. It was so weird and exciting, watching Ginny's face as she was grinding against Harry. It was really hot, Ron. I wish you had been awake to watch with me..."
Ron looked at her as if watching a newly blooming flower for the first time. He had always found Hermione attractive and sexy, but never imagined her as a sexual animal. Now as he heard her describe the other night between Harry and Ginny he realized that she was just as excited as he was. He wondered just how wild she might be. "Do you think they'll do it again tonight?" he asked.
"Why? Ronald, do you want to watch Harry have sex with your sister?" she taunted. "Aren't you mad, Ron, or are you thinking with another part of your body?" As she said this, Hermione reached out her had and gave Ron's dick a squeeze through his jeans, eliciting a soft moan and causing him to close the rest of the distance between their two bodies.
"Not if I get to shag you too, Hermione." stated Ron mater-of-factly, as he ground his pelvis against her hand. "And yes, I'm totally thinking with my other 'head' right now."
"This is indeed interesting," as she unbuttoned Ron's pants and slowly lowered the zipper, "so Harry can fuck your little sister if you can fuck me, is that the deal?"
"Hmmm, that's about right. I can't bloody well get mad at Harry for having his cock stuffed in Ginny's hole when I'm concentrating on my own cock in your pussy, now can I?" Ron, watched as Hermione lowered his jeans and pulled down his underwear, freeing his prick from its confinement.
"Well, as I see it then, Harry owes me a big favor then for allowing his best friend to fuck me silly just so he can go on screwing your sister." Hermione finished her persuasive argument by planting kisses along the length of Ron's pulsing rod.
"That feels great, Mione." Ron encouraged as she begin licking her way back up his length then running her tongue around the pulsing head. "What do you think he owes you?" asked Ron in a half moan, imagining the possibilities but wondering what Hermione had in her dirty mind.
"Well," she started, pausing over Ron's hardness, "I think we deserve a proper show. I mean, if they're going to be fucking in the same room, the least Harry can do is let us watch. What do you think, Ron? Would you like to watch Harry fucking your sister?"
"Too right I would! God, that would be fucking great!" responded Ron, now bucking his hips and driving his shaft into Hermione's willing mouth. "I mean, I've seen Harry in the shower, but I'd love to see what his dick would look like fully hard and banging into Ginny."
Hermione had pushed her own pants down to give her fingers access to her increasing wetness. "You mean you've seen Harry's cock?!" she asked, surprised, immediately plunging a finger into her slit.
Ron pumped a few times into nothingness as Hermione had released his prick briefly to ask her question, but was now contentedly fucking her face once more. "Shit, you are so talented, Mione!" Ron complemented. "Yeah, I've seen Harry's dick. Everyone on the Quidditch team showered together after practice. It's natural to compare equipment, ya' know..."
"So what about it, Ron, will you talk to Harry about arranging some 'entertainment?" Hermione was now playing with Ron's balls has she relaxed her throat and drove her head down so that her lips closed around the based of his cock. Her fingers were dancing urgently in and out of her snatch at having Ron's dick deep in her mouth while thinking of Harry's manhood at the same time. Was Harry as big as Ron was? Would his taste be the same? Was it even right to be having these thoughts about Harry after just beginning to be closer to Ron? Maybe it was actually the thought of having them both at the same time that excited her so much.
These thought were interrupted as she suddenly felt Ron pulling out of her mouth and pushing her to the polished wood floor of the kitchen. "What are best friends for if not for putting on a live sex show in the living room, right...I do it!" The next instant she was on her back with jeans completely removed and Ron's cock descending towards her face as he positioned them in a 69 so he could now access her beautiful pussy. "Just as long as you hold up your end of the deal," he teased.
Ron pulled Hermione's legs apart as he dove in between, slashing his tongue up and down her cunt while licking out as much juice as possible. She was dripping wet and her taste was wonderfully pungent. Reaching his arms around her legs, he used his fingers to open the folds of her pussy to gain deeper access and to drive his tongue into her sopping hole. Meanwhile, the feelings emanating from his cock urged him on. Ron felt as Hermione alternated between sucking his dick and licking his ball sac. He especially enjoyed as she stuffed his nuts into her mouth and emitted a soft moan from her throat, and showed his appreciation by inserting two fingers roughly in her cunt. "Oh, Hermione, suck on my fucking balls!" he cried, coming up briefly for air. "Do you think Harry and Ginny would like to watch us as well?"
Hermione reached up and grabbed Ron dick and directed it downward and into her waiting mouth, has Ron bounced his hips up and down to aid her motions and his pleasure. "I'm sure your sister would love to see how I'm going to suck your balls and your cock," she mewed, and continued coating Ron stiff cock with her saliva. As Ron descended and plunged his pole deeply into the back of Hermione's throat his hairy and bloated balls fell onto the bridge of her nose and she inhaled deeply of his scent. The smell of her man's sex was such an overpowering turn-on for her it sent her head spinning as she breathed deeply on each stroke. Again moving her attention to Ron's balls, she continued stroking his spit-slicked meat with one hand. Driving her tongue and her nostrils deep into his crotch, she licked the sides of his ball sack where it was attached to the base of his cock, and was rewarded with a mix of sweat and smell that contained an intoxicating brew of pheromones that she consumed into her lungs as if it was oxygen. Her eyes were fixed above to where Ron asshole moved up and down with the motions of his hips. Straining her neck backward she now used the smooth underside of her tongue to lick the area between his balls and his ass, causing the tip of her nose to reach within millimeters of Ron's brown bud.
Ron had thought getting blown by Hermione in the library had been good, but what she was doing to him now in the middle of the kitchen floor was other-worldly! As she alternated between his cock and his nut sack, it seemed like his entire body from the waist down was on fire with pure lust. He was now sucking hard on her clit and driving three fingers from his left hand as deeply as they would go into her pussy. Ron briefly worried that Hermione might not like the fact that she was being smothered by his cock and balls as he continued his urgent gyrations, realizing he had worked up a bit of a sweat with all the housework before she had interrupted him. However, as he felt her willingly drive her face into his groin, licking everywhere, these thoughts were quickly discarded, and replaced with wonder and how deliciously nasty Hermione was turning out to be. This developing impression was further confirmed as he felt her tongue inch its way closer to his asshole. No girl he had even know would willing lick ass! Ron marveled at his luck, and wondered how far she was willing to go. Reaching back with his right hand he pulled his butt cheeks apart and moved forward slightly to give her better access if she wanted it, hoping she would provide the stimulation he so desired. He was rewarded immediately as he bent his knees slightly and felt, first Hermione's nose, then her tongue brush against his backdoor.
Hermione watched as Ron used his hand to open up his ass to her, inviting her to delve deeper. She could not resist and pulled down on his cock in order to guide his little bud towards her face. Watching Ron and Harry during their flying practices at school, Hermione knew she had always been an 'butt girl,' turned on by a nice tight ass. The other day in the basement had also given her confirmation that a man's smell of sex was a huge turn on for her that she could not ignore. However, if she had thought about licking ass before this moment she was sure she would have been disgusted by the idea. Now, amazingly, she found that the combinations of smells and tastes that inundated her senses were driving her to new heights and new unknown desires. As she reached out her tongue and licked Ron's tight asshole, she felt so nasty and dirty and she loved it. "Can you feel that, Ron? Can you feel how I'm licking your asshole?" she grunted as she continued.
"Fuck, Hermione, you are so fucking nasty, it feels so god damned good!" Keep jacking my cock and licking my ass!"
Working her tongue in earnest into Ron's crack, she explored the wrinkled bud of Ron's ass. She thought to herself, "here I am, Hermione Granger, Hogwart's prefect, top of my class, being chased by Death Eaters and Lord Voldemort himself; now I'm naked on my back with my legs spread, and with hard cock in one hand and my face jammed up Ron Weasley's ass." Feeling Ron's hand working her pussy as she feasted on him, Hermione was now overcome with the need to be filled by the dick she was still pumping in her hand. "Ron, I want you to be inside of me, now!"
Ron wasted no time upon hearing those words in turning his body around and complying with Hermione's demand to be fucked. He looked down at her with her legs wide apart, sprawled on the floor, then grabbed his cock and directed to towards her pussy. "Is this what you want, Hermione? Is my cock what you want inside you," Ron teased as he rubbed his cockhead in the outer folds of her wet snatch. "You want me to fuck you like you saw Harry fucking Ginny last night?"
"Ron, don't make me wait," she pleaded, trying to move forward and impale herself. "Fuck me just like Harry fucked your sister! I'm so ready for you Ron, stick your cock inside, please!"
Ron looked down as he guided the tip of his cock up and down her slit, teasing the outer folds and further spreading her copious juices. The mix of Hermione's spit on his prick, and her juicy snatch combined to provide superb lubrication as Ron pushed forward and the helmeted head entered her tunnel. Hermione was as tight as he imagined, and even with their combined wetness, Ron struggled to control himself from cumming too soon with the intense friction. "You are so tight, Hermione! My dick feel so huge inside your pussy!"
"Oh, god, this is what I need. Push it in me, Ron!" Hermione encouraged, now sitting up and watching Ron's meat push into her. "That is so hot, Ron, to see your dick going inside me."
Ron was entranced to by the sight of his disappearing cock inside Hermione as well, his eyes glued to their joined bodies. As he pushed forward, it seemed as if her outer lips were trying to follow his cock into her tight hole. In the other direction, Hermione's grasping cunt refused to let go, stimulating the nerves along his entire shaft. As the continuing motion of deeper and deeper penetration lubricated his full length, he took in the amazing scene before this eyes. Hermione lay with her back on the kitchen floor propping herself up on her elbows as to watch him pump his glistening prick in and out of her. Her legs were spread far apart apart with her feet lifted slightly into the air to give him easiest access. He grabbed her two feet, lifting them higher into the air, causing her to lay back and allowing the last inch to bury itself home.
"God, Ron, you are so deep! It feels so good! Now I know why Ginny was making all that noise last night." For a few moments Hermione relaxed and simply let Ron pound into her as she concentrated on the sensation. Ron's prick was filling her so completely on each stroke, as she placed a finger on her clit and started to massage it. She watched and felt as he used his strength to drive home each thrust, grinding their bodies together, and sending shocks of pleasure through every nerve. As Ron slowly build up to his pace she felt his heavy sack slap against her ass and the echoing sound it made in the kitchen. Surly there would be no mistake as the what they were doing should Harry or Ginny decide to come back early.
Ron now pushed Hermione's knees against her chest as her lowered his full weight onto her. He looked down to see her ass and puffy lips as her cunt was now completely exposed to him. He reached forward and kissed Hermione deeply, "Ginny wasn't getting fucked like this last night, now was she?" growled Ron. He was loving how Hermione enjoyed being fucked hard and how she seemed to give herself over to him completely. "They had to be quiet so Harry couldn't give her the fucking that I'm giving you now."
Hermione gazed to Ron's eyes and she was another person. She grabbed his ass and pulled him hard towards her, adding her strength to his as he rammed his cock into her cunt over and over. "Yeah, Ron, give it to me as hard as you can! I love every inch of your wonderful dick," she practically screamed. "I wish Ginny was here to see how good you're fucking me. I wish Harry was here now to hear every god dammed time you slam into me. I wish they were both here to fill their noses with the smell of our sex in the kitchen." Hermione was a shade of bright red as she felt the walls of her cunt start to contract in a powerful orgasm.
A picture of Harry fucking Ginny in the same position he and Hermione were in now flashed across Ron's mind. He was now pushing his cock into Hermione's clamping cunt at maximum speed and building quickly to his own orgasm. "I'm going to cum, Hermione! It's so fucking good, I can't stop myself."
Hermione looked down at her sweaty body, still convulsing from her own peak of pleasure. "Don't stop, cum on me, Ron! Cum all over my body!" she pleaded.
Ron heard the words just as his dick started to pump the load of cum from his balls. He quickly pulled out and pointed his cock at Hermione's chest and jacked it roughly with his hand. "Oh, fuck, yeah," he grunted as thick white streams spewed from the tip and landed everywhere from her chin, tits, stomach, and on the floor beside them as Ron continued to empty his load onto her. Hermione watched as a few last drops dripped onto her hairy mound and she used her hands to mix Ron's seed and her sweat together over her body.
"Oh, shit, Ron, that was the amazing, simply the best. I never imagined it could be like that!" Hermione said in a daze, still smearing the copious amounts of jism on her tits and stomach. "I'm sure it's good for the skin too," she laughed and pulled Ron down on top of her sullied body."
Ron tried to catch his breath as he looked down at Hermione. "That was bloody great, 'Mione! I think every nerve in my body is completely satisfied right now."
"Maybe we should go take a shower before Harry and Ginny get back." Hermione offered.
"You mean do don't want to stay like this all day with my cock buried in your pussy?" Ron questioned with a smile.
"Ronald, all I'm saying is that while it might be a little bit awkward if they were it find us like this," Hermione explained, "after we've just had sex and everything."
"Well, you do have a point. Now that I'm not slamming my dick into you and slapping my balls against your ass, there really isn't much reason for them to find us here naked, and both covered in sweat and cum, that's true...." Ron observed as he stood up, helping Hermione to her feet as well.
"Ronald!," said Hermione, smacking Ron playfully on the butt.
"There is still the musky fragrance, however..." he continued, offering the other check for her to hit.
"Ronald Weasley!"