Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

every detail, committing it all to memory. She had shaved her self completely, leaving her swollen
outer lips as smooth as the rest of her skin. Her clit, which was swollen and red, was twitching as it
poked out from its hiding place. He saw some of her juices start to leak out of the slit that ran down the
middle of her pleasure center.
"Hermione, do you want me inside of you?" asked Ron playfully as he kissed her throbbing clit lightly.
All Hermione could do was moan what sounded a bit like a yes, so Ron continued, "do you want my
cock to slam in and out of your pussy?" he asked as he licked her slit, tasting her juices as he went.
They tasted a bit like honey, with something even sweater added in, they tasted amazing.
Hermione moaned and grabbed the back of his head. Instead of pulling it towards her pussy and forcing
him to suck her like he had expected, she pulled him up so that he was face to face with her again. She
kissed him deeply, running her tongue around the inside of his mouth, getting every last drop off her
juices. "If you don't fuck me soon, I'm going to do it my self," she said as she reached in to his boxers
and started to fondle is balls.
Ron got the message and quickly stripped out of his boxers. Hermione let his balls go, reluctantly, and
spread her legs a bit wider to give him better access. He positioned himself so that the tip of his cock
was resting against the opening to her love tunnel. Then he leaned down over her and took one of her
breasts in his mouth, and started sucking.
This caused Hermione to gasp as a wave of pleasure went through her. She had always known that her
breasts were sensitive, but she would never have guessed that they were this sensitive. She knew
suddenly that if Ron continued to suck on her she would orgasm, with out any other stimulation. But
that wasn't what she wanted, she wanted to be fucked, and fucked hard.
She whispered this in to Ron's ear and suddenly felt his cock ram into her pussy. Hermione didn't
scream in pain as some girls do, she had been dreaming about this moment for almost two years now,
and, as any horny muggle girl would do, she had masturbated to the thought of it. She had used her
fingers, and even a dildo she had conjured. She hadn't realized it until just now, but the dildo was the
exact same shape and size as Ron's cock, almost nine inches long and three wide.
Instead she screamed with pleasure, the pleasure of finally having Ron inside of her after so long, the
pleasure of feeling his body ramming against hers.
Ron stopped sucking on her breasts and instead came up and started to kiss her deeply, and started to
massage her breasts again.
Ron was fucking Hermione really hard now; the bed was rocking with the force of it. Hermione started
to moan louder as her climax built. She reached one of her hands, which had been wrapped around Ron
until now, in between her legs and started to rub her clit. She started to moan even louder as the
pleasure increased; she knew she would cum soon.
Ron loved the feeling of Hermione's pussy wrapped around his cock; it was the best thing he had ever
felt. He loved the feeling of her warm juices on his thighs. He loved the feeling of her firm breasts in
his hands. But most of all he loved the feeling of her soft lips against his, her tongue exploring his
mouth. All of a sudden Ron felt his balls tighten in a way he was familiar with, he had jacked of to an
imagined scene much like this one since their 4th year. Suddenly he shot his load right into the back of
Hermione's pussy, causing her to climax and scream "Yes, Ron, oh, yes!"
As Hermione felt Ron's hot cum hit the back of her pussy over and over again, and as her body was
wracked with her orgasm, the rational part of her mind, the only part not affected by the pleasure high
she was on, thought it good that she had Ginny had preformed long term contraceptive charms on
themselves before they had changed. They both knew this would happen, and they also knew that they