“So then I’m getting turned on because the girl I’m crushing on is talking about how she masturbates and I’m watching you take these long strokes up and down your cock. Then you grab this pair of black silk knickers that I assume are her’s and you start stroking again. I’m stuck in the closet going out of my mind because I want to come right along with you but I can’t let you know I’m there. Then the letter starts telling you about her slipping her fingers into herself so she can get her fingers nice and wet so she can rub her clit. She says playing with her clit reminds her of how good it feels when you lick her pussy.”
Ginny began to rock slowly back and forth, enjoying the delightful friction against her mound. She smiled to herself as Ron stifled a groan. She watched his cock twitch in his shorts, it was all she could do not to reach down and rub it. “You start moaning and stroking your cock faster.” She reached down and deliberately ran her hand over the bulge in his pants, his groan was unmistakable.
“Pull it out, Ron. Pull your dick out and play with it. Let me watch you play with your cock again.” She saw the reluctance in his posture, so she reached down, popped open the button, and unzipped his fly. He’d gone ‘commando’ and she gazed at the stiffness of his cock as it poked up from the flame red pubic hair that matched her own. She pulled his shorts down a bit so she could get a better look. “Do you want to stroke it, or do you want me to do it?” she asked as she ran her finger along its velvety smoothness. Much to her surprise he reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock, a little below the head.
“Keep… talking,” he managed to gasp as his hand traversed half his length with every stroke. His eyes were scrunched shut, but she has a better idea.
“Open your eyes. Look at me.” She took hold of her tits, squeezing them as her fingers slid towards her nipples. “Watch me,” she breathed as she tweaked her nipples, squeezing them as hard as she could. Ron moaned, but she could see his brown eyes were transfixed on her tits. She dipped her head and lifted one of them up. He groaned deep in his throat as she extended her tongue and flicked it over her nipple. “Are you going to come for me, Ron?”
“Not yet,” he replied, “but keep that up. You have amazing tits.” She brought the other one up, and while she looked directly in her brother’s eyes, she sucked her nipple into her mouth and then let her teeth drag over it as it slid back out. “Fuck,” he said in a long, slow exhale.
Now that she had his full attention, Ginny climbed off of his leg and leaned back against the cupboard. She spread her legs wide apart and let her hand slide down her body. “I suppose this is only fair,” she said with a smile. “Don’t stop though, I like watching you stroke it.” Her head rolled back as she slid two fingers into herself. Once she had them all the way in, she curled them a bit until she found the spot she was looking for. Little tremors started rolling outward through her body. She noticed Ron’s hand was slowing down a bit. She looked up to see that he was watching her intently.
She had almost forgotten that she was doing this as much for his benefit as her own. She began to pump her fingers slowly in and out of herself as she pulled on her nipple with her other hand. After a half a dozen long strokes, she pulled her fingers out and brought them up to her nipple. She smeared the creamy substance over her entire areola, then dipped her head to lick it all off. Ron was mesmerized as his hand continued to take long, firm strokes. She sucked one finger into her mouth, then removed it and offered the other to her partner.
He stared at it for several long seconds before finally shaking his head and replying with a barely intelligible sound of denial. “Your loss.” Ginny returned the finger to her cunt and made a show of sliding it in and out of her before adding a second. “Are you getting close?” She could feel her climax wasn’t far off.
“In a little bit,” he replied changing his grip so that he was only using his thumb and forefinger near the base of his cock.
“That’s cheating.” She reached out and wrapped her hand around him just below the head and ran her thumb over his slit, causing a bit of pre-cum to ooze forth. She smeared it around with her thumb and cooed at the strangled moan he made.
“Just keep playing with yourself,” he rasped, changing his grip again so that he had a good hold of the middle of the shaft again. As he started the push-pull action of his self-pleasure she also returned her hands to what they had been doing.
She slipped two fingers back inside herself and with practiced ease she found the spot she was looking for. The little tremors that presaged her impending orgasm began to come with greater strength and frequency. With her other hand she reached out and collected a bit of Ron’s pre-cum on her finger. “Are you watching me?” When he nodded yes she brought the finger to her clit and began to circle it, moving faster and faster as the tingle began to radiate outward from her cunt. “I’m… close,” she half-shouted. Then she was there and falling over. Liquid splashed against her hand as she ejaculated in a spray. It didn’t always happen, but fingering herself like this usually worked. She continued flailing at her clit as she removed her fingers. A second, and then a third splash issued forth and landed on her thighs and on the blankets. “Fuck,” she exhaled as she relaxed into the cupboard supporting her.
Ron’s eyes looked a bit wild as he moaned. “So hot,” he snarled. “I’m getting close. Keep playing with yourself.”
Ginny’s eyes fastened on his cock and she knew that what would get him there even faster. She leaned forward and kicked her legs out sideways. Propping herself on her elbows, she took hold of the base of his cock and lowered her mouth to it. She tasted his salty pre-cum as she ran her tongue over the dark red mushroom head of his cock. He moved to push her away, but she wrapped her lips around him and slid her mouth down half the length of his cock.
“Oh, fuck!” Ron fell back onto the blankets. “Oh, that’s good! Suck it, Gin, just like that.”
She squeezed the base of his cock, wanting to keep him from coming now that she had him in her mouth instead of watching him. She had never sucked a cock this long. It was certainly easier to get it into her mouth than Harry’s, and she could get better suction on it. She swirled her tongue around him as she bobbed up and down. With each stroke she went a little deeper; he was starting to hit the back of her throat and she felt like she wanted to choke. She just kept sucking him though, giving him all the pleasure she could.
“Slow down, Gin, I’m so close. Give me your pussy.” He was panting in short, loud gasps as he pulled off his shirt. “Let me taste you.”
Ginny had wondered how she was going to get Ron to go down on her, and now he was asking for it. With barely a thought she sat up, turned around, and straddled his chest. She went back to sucking him as he got comfortable. He moved a bit, then put his hands on her hips and pulled her down. He didn’t mess around at all, he ran his tongue over her outer labia then circled into her inner lips. Just as she was starting revel in the feeling of that, he sucked her lips into his mouth and nibbled them with his lips. She let go of his cock and sat partway up.