Anything for a brother

_-Anything for a brother-_


Hermione ground under Ron, wiggling her hips, she was nearly there already, Ron shouted as he felt her intense orgasm, bringing him with her, shooting inside. She bit her lips as wave after wave coursed through her, the scene in her minds eye very different to the one happening.


Charlie Weasley tossed and turned in bed, hearing the banging of the headboard as Ron practically drove Hermione through the wall. He was hard; he was always hard as he thought of her and their one time secret liaison that had turned into something much stranger and erotic. He pumped at himself.

**** They had been playing hide and seek with the family the first time it happened, he had stumbled across Hermione in the dark, their bodies had pressed together and things had started. Neither had spoken as his hand had crept inside her knickers, his fingers making her wet and throbbing. Her small hand had found its way around his cock; they had not even kissed, merely given each other pleasure, his fingers sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy. Her hand moving up and down his shaft, he had come with a muffled groan in her hand, he had tried for several more minutes but although she twitched with promise she didn’t actually come.

It was only the next day, while walking with Ron that he realised. Ron told him things had gotten stale in the sex department between him and Hermione. But last night she had ridden him like a woman possessed. Ron had no idea what had caused his little wife to be so horny, and as he told Charlie, he didn’t really care. Things were fixed.****

Charlie heard Hermione come, he had never made her come directly, he had heard her plenty of times, after he had sent her to Ron wet and ready, his hand gripped his cock harder, wanking furiously and he came hard as he remembered her coming into his room earlier.

Again, no words were spoken as they had touched; he had gone down on her, bringing her to the edge of ecstasy with his tongue. He had moved back up her body, keeping her fire lit but not taking her over the edge. He didn’t know what he found so erotic, maybe it was the prolonged pleasure for him, the fact that he knew that she could only come with Ron now if he had stirred her up. He loved his brother and although this was a little strange, helped any way he could.

He had allowed her to put the condom on, so that when he came he would leave no trace. He had plunged into her, hard and swift, fucking her. She had moaned and whimpered as he thrust, she had told him he was much bigger than Ron, it was like role reversal, she held back as he tried to come as quickly as possible. It was his reward for his ‘help’, to come in her mouth, or her hand or for the first time today, in her pussy, deep. He had twisted the sheets as his balls tightened, he had thought maybe Hermione was coming too, but he was powerless to stop as the come shot out of him with each thrust. He had barely finished when she had dashed back to Ron.

Leaving him alone, but well, he shrugged, anything for a brother.