Winston Churchill

Part 7

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Made a little teeny pic for this pairing

Fred and George took opposite sides of the bed and crawled up to her feet. They simultaneously placed small kisses on her skin, starting with the inside of her ankle, becoming slower and more insistent as they neared her sex.

\"Oh, my God, I can\'t believe this,\" Hermione said, sucking in breaths as their kisses grew more and more open mouthed on their assent up her legs.

Hearing her cry, Fred abandoned her leg and crawled the rest of the way up her body. George still contented himself by testing the effectiveness of kisses, licks, and nibbles on various parts of her lower body. He was being the most spectacular tease, never touching anywhere that truly needed attention.

\"George,\" Fred said in a faux whisper at her neck. When his twin looked up at him, he continued with a laugh in his voice, \"Hermione\'s havin\' doubts. You think we should stop? Wouldn\'t want her regrettin\' her choice, now would we?\"

Both twins started to back away from her body. Hermione acted immediately. She sat up, pulling Fred down to her lips as she slowly slid her legs along George\'s back. George leaned over and began making his way down her stomach to the trimmed patch of hair at the meeting of her legs. He slid his fingers up from her toes to meet his tongue which was now swirling around her sex.

While George busied himself with the lower half of the young witch, Fred\'s hands were full of activity on the upper half. He held himself upright over her chest with one hand while the fingers of the other traced intricate patterns along the sides of her breasts before closing around her nipple. He kissed her as if he could drown in her, his long auburn hair falling in a curtain around their joined lips. Sensing her need to breathe, he pulled away from the wanting and whimpering Gryffindor.

\"So, no doubts, then?\" he asked, truly waiting for her answer before continuing. George lifted his head from where he had been feasting between her thighs. It seemed to be a truly strange time to ask such a question, seeing as how George had just had his head and fingers buried in her only moments before. Both Fred and George, however had never forced themselves on anyone and they didn\'t intent to start now.

Hermione looked in their lust-filled, worried faces and her breath caught in her throat. With a beaming smile, she shook her head. \"Nope, none.\" She lifted her hand to Fred\'s face and rubbed her thumb along his cheek. \"No more thinking, Fred. Kiss me,\" she demanded.

George waited a moment so he could simply watch them. George finally understood why seeing Hermione kiss Fred was so incredibly sexy. It was like watching himself kissing the curly haired witch. It wasn\'t like looking in a mirror, kind of watching, but a three dimensional, touchable mirror. He didn\'t fancy buggering Fred, but he had to admit they looked bloody good together when Hermione was in the middle. There was just something about the way her tanned skin glowed against the marble quality of their pale skin. George nearly lost himself in simply watching the two of them.

Even in her sexually charged state, Hermione realized something was missing. Pushing at Fred\'s shoulders she sat herself up. Fred followed her eyes as he sat back on the bed.

\"George, where did you go?\"

\"Just havin\' a bit of a watch,\" George admitted with a smirk. \"Best show \'ve ever seen.\"

\"Unlike those movies, Weasley, \" Hermione teased, \"we don\'t encourage wanking off alone here.\"

George hadn\'t even realized he had been. He was so focused on watching Fred and Hermione that he abandoned all of his other senses. It all morphed into one pleasure filled feeling.

Hermione scooted away from Fred with a knowing smile and made her way to George who watched her with a obvious interest. She placed an open mouthed kiss on his chest before moving down his abs to the \"interest\" which had grown from his ministrations.

Sliding only the tip of her tongue along his length, she incited a strangled gasp from George. It was Fred\'s turn to watch as Hermione proved she knew a thing or two about wand polishing. He recovered much more quickly tGeorGeorge however.

His gaze darted along her nude form as she began to slide her mouth down George\'s cock. Fred\'s eyes closed momentarily before opening as he slid up along side her. He placed his hands over her breasts and kissed her back as she raised and lowered her head over his brother\'s shaft. One hand pinching her nipple as she moaned, the other began to glide along her stomach toward his goal.

Hermione, sensing Fred\'s plan, moved her legs farther apart and back. She moaned deep in her throat around George as Fred\'s fingers began to massage her clit.

With everything that had happened, the feel of Hermione\'s lips and tongue on his prick, and the excitement he felt, George knew that the end was in site.

\"\'Mione! Oh, God, woman,\" George moaned. \"I\'m going to...\"

Hermione just concentrated her efforts on bringing him off. She lightly grazed her bottom teeth on the underside of his shaft as her fingers lightly tugged on his balls.

\"Gaaayaaaaaah,\" George roared as he emptied himself into her mouth.

Hermione smiled at him as she ran her thumb along her lips capturing the last remnants of his seed and sucking it into her mouth.

George collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. He laid there and watched as Hermione sat up, leaning back against Fred\'s chest. He was still busy in her snatch. Fred was gentle as he rubbed her in all the right places. Calloused from years of Quidditch and developing new products for the joke shop, his fingers felt like heaven to Hermione as she began to breathe in short panting breaths.

\"Oh, Fred!\" Hermione yelled, resting her head back on his shoulder. \"Please! Don\'t stop!\"

She began to buck her hips up and down and he had to fight to keep his hands in contact with her contracting pussy. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and she saw white stars across her vision as the damn broke she, too, collapsed. Kissing her neck, Fred waited for her to catch her breath.

He had been quite selfless up until this point, but he was hard and ready to bury himself deep inside her.