Winston Churchill

Part 8

When Hermione regained her senses she realized Fred was still kissing the chords in her neck and slowly running his fingers along her opening. Turning her head back toward him, she captured his attention and his lips. Her hips were still moving in a snakelike trance to the rhythm of his fingers, but she realized something else needed attention.

At the same moment, Fred quickly pulled away from her, causing her to fall back onto the bed with a surprised giggle. Fred positioned himself above her as he grasped his cock in one hand and held himself up with the other.

Hermione raised her eyes from their groins to look into his eyes. \"Go slow,\" she said quietly. Now, even after everything that had happened, she was a little embarrassed.

Fred\'s eyes widened a bit at her request. He had assumed she had broken this particular barrier with Malfoy when they had dated.

\"Your first time,\" he confirmed.

\"Yes,\" she said with a blush rising in her cheeks followed by her eyes fluttering closed. Fred pulled his hand away from where they would soon be joined and ran his thumb slowly along the apple of her cheek.

\"Look at me, beautiful,\" he demanded softly. Her eyes slowly opened to reveal swirling emotions. Desire, fear, and anticipation all warred for dominance in the display across her face. \"It\'s going to hurt for only a moment, Hermione,\" he soothed. He leaned down and nibbled at her ear before continuing in a whisper, \"I\'ll make you explode, Mione, I promise.\"

\"As long as it\'s not literally,\" she joked nervously.

Fred could see her entire body begin to tense as she mentally prepared herself for his invasion. Quickly sliding his body down, he surprised her by gliding his tongue along her belly and then to her sex. He swirled his talented organ around her clit before sucking it into his mouth short bursts.

\"Hhhh aaah Ooooh God,\" she moaned as he brought her to orgasm after orgasm. Fred ran his fingers up her legs to his destination. He inserted one finger into her warm and wet chasm and slowly worked it in and out, eventually adding a second and third digit to the sensual onslaught. Hermione twitched and squirmed as he used mouth, lips, tongue, teeth, and fingers in an attempt to drive her insane with pleasure. She tangled her hands into his hair, holding him to her sex even though he was quite happy keeping himself there. When the waves of pleasure crashed for a third time she actually passed out for a moment, seeing eruptions of swirling color behind her eyes.

In her moment of pure bliss, Fred crawled back up her body and positioned himself at her dripping hole. Slowly inserting his engorged member, Fred carefully watched her face for any signs of pain. He finally met the thin barrier which had caused Hermione so much worry. It was then that her eyes opened and once again she was in the moment. Fred bent down and slowly kissed her to distraction and then slammed himself into her, causing her to cry out in pain and surprise. He pulled away from her, bringing his lips to the tears that slowly fell from her eyes.

\"Tell me when you\'re ready for me to move,\" he said sweetly.

Hermione just laid there breathing for a moment and when the pain subsided a bit, she looked trustfully into Fred\'s eyes and nodded. He began to slowly pull out of her, his hands on both sides of her head, holding himself up. She was surprised to feel fingers swirling around her clit, turning to her right; she noticed George had recovered enough to join them. He brought his lips to her neck as his fingers stayed busy in other places. Placing small kisses and bites along her skin he helped the pain in her groin subside, replacing the feeling with pleasure.

Fred started to feel Hermione contracting the walls of her pussy, her hips gyrating as she began to feel the beginnings of another orgasm. He increased his pace as her moans increased in volume and intensity. Hermione\'s head was lolling from one side to the other in a mindless pleasure filled haze.

George made sure to keep his fingers working her most sensitive button as moved in to ravage Hermione\'s well kissed lips. She whimpered and then tore her lips from his in a loud cry of pure pleasure as her orgasm swept over her in a tidal wave of feeling. Fred grunted as her pussy contracted around him bringing him to release moments after.

Hermione had quite literally collapsed from all the pleasure the different parts of her body had been experiencing. Fred slowly pulled out of her and quickly retrieved the wand he had dropped near the lake. Casting a cleaning charm on the three of them, he laid on Hermione\'s left side as George happily lounged on her right.

\"Don\'t think goi going to be able to let this one go,\" Fred whispered, honestly. \"Think I love her.\"

\"I figured as much, brother of mine,\" George nodded in understanding.

\"What about you?\" Fred asked, leaning on one hand, looking at his brother.

\"I\'m not that far,\" he admitted truthfully, \"but I wouldn\'t mind this happening again. It might be confusing for Hermione, though.\"

\"No. Hermione\'s just fine,\" Hermione said sleepily turning to cuddle with Fred. \"Go to sleep,\" she ordered. She pulled George to her back and then quickly followed her own request, falling asleep on Fred\'s chest.

\"You heard the lady, George,\" Fred said with a twinkle in his eye at her leg entangling itself with his. He closed his eyes in complete contentment at having the woman he loved completely wound around him. \"Goodnight, brother,\" he said with a yawn.

\"Night, Fred,\" George said, his arm rested on Hermione\'s hip as he lay on his side next to her. \"Good night indeed.\"

THE END - though I\'m considering some sequels to this...