Keeping it in the Family, Part 2

“Look, Mum, it’s just going to be one week. Then I’ll come over and we’ll have the rest of the holiday to ourselves.”

Hermione was having a hard time convincing her parents why she should stay at the Weasley’s for the first week of Christmas vacation. Margaret Granger was a wise woman, and she could tell when her daughter was hiding something. She gave a look to Mark, her husband, which plainly said, ‘what can we do?’ and shrugged ever so slightly.

With a sigh, she conceded: “Okay, Hermione, one week. You can floo over on Saturday, and then we can go somewhere.”

Hermione was delighted. “Thank you sooo much!” She gave her parents both quick hugs, and walked over to the Weasley’s, grabbing Ron’s hand as she came up behind him, flashing him a big smile and kissing him on the cheek. “I’m ready, let’s go.”

With that, the adults all apparated with the kids, returning to the Burrow for another winter.

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Hermione was happy to be spending one week with the Weasleys, even though she happened to be around most of them at all hours of every day. Staying in Ginny’s room was entertaining for both of them, as Ginny had a variety of sex toys, and they enjoyed sharing double ended dildos for hours on end. Sometimes Ron would walk in on them, and that was always exciting. She and Ginny would not stop what they were doing, and Ron would often get blown by either girl. If he was lucky, one would be eating out the other, and he could fuck whoever the giver happened to be, which tended to be Hermione. He supposed she deserved it, seeing as she was leaving soon anyway.

Hermione was glad that Mrs. Weasley didn’t bother them, though she suspected that the older woman knew exactly what they were doing.

At least she didn’t tell them to stop.

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With the week coming to a close, Friday night saw Hermione packing up for her trip back home. With that done at about 8 o’clock, she decided that she should go back tonight, allowing them to get up earlier the next morning, therefore enabling them to spend more time at wherever it was they wanted to take her.

With some final good byes, as well as a kiss and a grope for Ron and Ginny, she made her way to the fireplace, threw some floo powder into the flames, and when they turned green, she stated her destination and she was off.

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Meanwhile, at the Granger residence:


“Oof, Mark, that was my leg!” a naked Margaret exclaimed. She and her husband were frantically involved in some heavy foreplay, and Mark had just pushed her against the foot of the bed, accidentally hitting the back of her leg on a drawer pull on the bed frame.

“Sorry honey,” he panted, his raging hard cock brushing against her pussy. “You know, this is the last time we’ll be able to do this for awhile, now that Hermione’s coming back.”

“We won’t be doing this at all if you don’t hurry up and fuck me!” the aggravation Margaret felt at the moment was suddenly exposed with her sharp outburst. She grabbed his hips and tried to pull him closer, and he acknowledged her by taking hold of her legs and wrapping them around his waist, plunging into her wet pussy as she gave a cry of delight. “Oh, God, Mark, fuck me, hammer me good. Fuck me so hard I won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow!”

Mark sped up with the audible encouragement, but, knowing this was his last time in awhile, wanted to at least try to pace himself.

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When Hermione arrived in her house, she was surprised to see that her parents weren’t in the immediate area, but the question forming in her mind was quickly answered as she heard the sounds of sex upstairs. With a smile, she dropped her belongings on the floor and headed up to her parents room, not knowing what to expect, but excited none the less.

The closer she got, the louder the sounds became, and she could soon pick out her father’s panting over her mother’s feminine moans of pleasure. These were getting her quite wet, and when she got to her parents door, which was wide open, all of the blood in her body seemed to travel south as she saw them.

Her father was pounding away at her mother with what seemed to be a very decent sized dick. Hermione licked her lips and looked at her state of dress.

She was wearing entirely too much clothing for this occasion.

She quickly disrobed, leaving herself clad in only her panties and bra.

With a deep breath, she stepped forward and knocked on the door jamb, which quickly got their attention. Her father stopped thrusting; her mother froze, trying to cover up her large breasts and her pussy, which was difficult when there was a large obstruction inside of it.

“Hermione—“ Mark started, but Margaret cut him off. “What are you doing here early? We said Saturday.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” she smiled, amused at how different her original reason had been. “But now…I want to fuck you. Both of you.” At these words, she undid the clasp of her bra, letting it fall to the floor, enjoying the stare she was receiving from her father. When her panties were down, she sauntered over to her parents to stand in front of Mark. With a quick look down at his encased cock, she took her hand and rubbed the exposed part, touching her mother as she did so. She looked up at his face, standing up on tip toes to capture him in a kiss. Wanting to get down to business, though, it was short, and she ceased her manual ministrations and climbed on top of her mother, who was surprised at Hermione’s choice of position. She was about to comment on it when Hermione took one of her nipples in her mouth and sucked on it, getting it wet and hard once again.

Hermione, not feeling any movement from behind, looked back at her father, who was staring at her pussy in shock. “Come on Daddy, keep going, I want to watch Mum when she comes!”

Shaken out of his stupor by her words, he kept going, pumping in and out of his wife as his daughter lay on top, staying balanced as she rocked up and down. He watched as she devoured her mother’s breasts, rubbing them, nibbling them, twisting them with her fingers. She quickly had Margaret in a moaning frenzy, and Mark wanted to do something in return, so he reached out with a finger and rubbed it around Hermione’s exposed pussy before slipping it inside, pumping it in time with his cock.

“Ohh, daddy, your finger feels so good. Add another! Another! Hurry!” and with a second one in, she moaned loudly, sending vibrations onto her mother’s breasts, which felt incredibly good.

“Oh, God, I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum!”

Hermione, a plan quickly in place, grabbed behind her and found her father’s cock and yelled at him to take it out, which he did with a slurping sound. His cock was immediately replaced by Hermione’s fingers, which began moving at the speed of light, her thumb pressing hard against her clit, making her mother scream in pleasure as she came, her hips thrust up in the air, and Mark could see her pussy clenching rhythmically around his daughter’s fingers.

When she settled down, Hermione withdrew her hand, licking it clean. She moved into a more comfortable position before she stuck her ass out to her father, waving it around his direction. “Here Daddy, you can fuck me now. And this time I’ll let you cum.”

Her stunned father did as she said, closing the distance and holding her hips still as he lined himself up. When his head slipped past her outer lips, he groaned, sliding the rest of the way in and stopping enjoying the feel of this as-of-yet-unexplored pussy.

“Ooohh, Daddy, you’re so big. Do I turn you on? Does looking at your daughter make you hard? You’re so naughty,” Hermione purred at him, still in a stupor as a result of being so full.

His response was about as stimulating as she could have hoped for.

“Oh, sweetie…I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since your breasts started growing and your hips got wider. I had to take it all out on your mother, but she loved it so much.”

With this thought as a jump start, Hermione pulled forward slightly, causing her father to slip out a bit before rocking back against him, moaning as he filled her up once again.

They quickly got a rhythm going, meeting halfway on their thrusts, each letting moans and groans escape at the sounds of slapping flesh and heavy breathing.

Hermione was quickly losing control. Her father had a very large cock, one of the largest she’d ever had, next to Ron, and it was stretching her enticingly, rubbing against her clit deliciously on each stroke, and her mother had taken her hanging tits into her mouth, sucking on them as best she could as they swayed back and forth.

All of a sudden, the pressure that had started building up in her belly snapped. Her orgasm sent a shock starting at her pussy and emanating outward, then reversing direction and ending back at the origin, causing her to clench around her father, her juicing flowing around his cock as he came as well.

“Oh…ooh! Daddy…yes…” she ended in a drawn out whimper at the feeling of his cum flooding her pussy.

Hermione tried to stay as still as possible while she recovered, but her weakened body slumped against her mother, letting her head rest on her breasts, which were more than adequate pillows in this situation.

Within a couple minutes, she recovered, getting up and releasing her father’s cock with a wet sucking noise, her body mourning the loss of his member.

“I’m going to go grab my wand, so don’t move, I’ll be right back.” Both of her parents were too exhausted to say anything, but they both nodded.

As she left the room, she knelt in front of her pile of clothes, fishing for her wand, finding it in her jeans pocket. Standing up, she cast the sex change spell on herself, replacing her pussy with a large, throbbing cock. Walking back into the room, both her parents looked at her with shocked expressions, and she quickly explained what she had done.

“Now, Daddy, sit in that chair,” she pointed to a chair in the corner of the room, which he obliged, and she knelt in front of him. Taking his soft member in her hands, she pumped it back to full hardness before she wrapped her mouth around him, taking him halfway, keeping her hand wrapped around the other half, pumping away. Only wanting to get him ready again, she stopped quickly, admiring her work as she stood up and walked back over to her mom, spreading her thighs apart, giving her a good view of her pussy, which Hermione swiftly filled with her cock, and Margaret gave a little squeak in pleasure, followed by a whisper of Hermione’s name in a drunken sounding tone.

Hermione’s thrusts started picking up the pace when she realized her father hadn’t gotten up from his seat.

“Come here Daddy, I want you to fuck me again,” she said with a naughty smile. He looked at her with a smile, positioning himself behind her and pressing his cock up against her rosebud, pausing to ask her permission, which she gave by pushing herself back against him. He started pushing in, and Hermione grimaced in pain and pleasure when he made it all the way in. She continued thrusting into her mother, who had started rubbing her clit in time with Hermione’s movements.

Every time his daughter pulled out, he pushed in, his lubricated cock sliding in and out of her ass, giving her twice as much pleasure, which, in turn made her cum first. It started when she felt her cock start swelling and hardening to an almost rock like state before she exploded, emptying her cum into her mother. With the feeling of being flooded by cum, Margaret came as well, her pussy spasming around Hermione’s emptying cock.

Mark felt her orgasm from start to finish and was able to hold together until her last clench before he gave into the sensation of her already tight ass shrinking even further around his cock. With a shout of his daughter’s name, he released his seed into her ass, filling it up and overflowing it, causing it to run down her smooth, creamy thighs.

The exhausted family then collapsed against each other, laying side by side in bed, caressing each other as they all dozed off for a few hours, before waking up and repeating many times into the night.

Needless to say, they didn’t go on a special trip the next day.


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A/N:Bet you weren't expecting that, were you? It surprised me too, to tell you the truth.

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