“Fuck! Did yo,” she wanted to ask if Hermione taught him that or the other way around, but she could barely think, let alone speak as he started rubbing his thumb along her perineum and his tongue pierced into her like a short, hard cock. Just as she got used to that, he opened his mouth wide and suddenly it felt like he was trying to suck her entire cunt into his mouth. She hollered in ecstasy, then forced herself to get back to work on his cock.
Rather than take on the whole thing, she focused on the upper portion, from just behind the sulcus ring to the tip. Her tongue lavished its attention on the head as she bobbed up and down on it. Her fingers stroked him rapidly. She wanted him to cum so badly, but she also wanted him to keep licking her pussy. He had adjusted again and his tongue was flicking back and forth over her clit. She wasn’t far from another orgasm, but damned if he was going make her come twice before he had once. She sucked hard on him, drawing her cheeks in until they were wrapped around his cock as she stroked him furiously.
“Oh bloody fucking ohh!” he shouted and she felt him swell slightly in her mouth. She continued stroking as she readied herself for the blast that was coming. His semen was hot and sticky, though not as salty as she was used to. His first blast shot to the back of her throat and coated her mouth, the second was far weaker, and the third was barely a trickle. She swallowed it all down though, and proceeded to suck and lick him as he began to deflate.
Within a few seconds he began to squirm around. “Okay, Gin, stop, that tickles, that, yarrg!” She kept at it, she had him well within her power now, and there was just something about this type of exquisite torture that just drove her wild. He continued to thrash and try and pull away from her. Suddenly there was a very loud smack, and her arse stung with sudden pain.
“Oo, baby,” she said as she looked back over her shoulder. She couldn’t really see him over her hips, but she could see the hand he had poised over her arse, ready to strike again. She bent her head and licked him again, and there was another sharp report and a flaring sting of pain.
“Don’t, Gin,” he said as she was eyeing his cock and considering doing it again. She could hear in his tone that he wasn’t really joking or daring her to do it again. “Turn over, let me finish what I started.” She rolled over, and after he got up she stretched out and spread her legs. He was on his knees between her feet as he grabbed a pillow. “We shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong, but gods, Gin, I just want to make you cum for me.”
“I got mine,” she said as she looked up at him.
“But I didn’t give it to you,” he said as he leaned forward and brandished the pillow. “I want you to cum for me.” She planted her feet and lifted her hips so he could stuff the pillow under the small of her back. She lowered her hips and lifted her feet. His hands were warm and firm as he placed them on her inner thighs and spread her legs. He looked into her eyes, and in that moment all the years of separation fell away. He was her favorite brother, her protector, her playmate, the first boy to ever touch her pussy; and she was his only sister, the only girl he loved until he met his future wife, and the first girl to ever play with his cock.
“I’m surely going to hell for this,” he whispered, and his head dipped between her thighs.
Rather than diving straight in, he started slowly. He pushed her thighs up and apart, then he started kissing the insides of them. With each kiss he got closer to her cunt, but she knew he wasn’t going to give her satisfaction, not yet. She was not disappointed when he started nipping at the other thigh then kissing back toward her center. Then he worked his way down. He spent some time tonguing and sucking on the very sensitive bit of skin between her cunt and her sphincter. When she started wiggle he slipped even lower.
Ginny was in to anal. She loved getting rimmed and getting her ass stretched by her husband’s thick cock. Ron though, teased her relentlessly. He rimmed her, he blew on her, he sucked on her, he ran his tongue up and down the length of her crack, he squeezed and lightly smacked her cheeks. When he stiffened up his tongue and fucked her ass with it she almost came. When she reached down to play with her clit, he told her no and pushed her hand away.
He started kissing his way back toward her cunt and she spread her legs wide in anticipation. She begged him to lick her, but he had other ideas. This time he kissed lightly all around her vulva, his tongue tracing random lines between kisses. Just as she was starting to wish he would get on with it he swept his tongue through her inner lips and lightly flicked her clit.
“Dear god!” she cried. She couldn’t believe how sensitive her clit had been to just that simple touch. His hands travelled up her body until they cradled her tits. His tongue dragged back down her slit, slipping just a bit into her opening. His tongue continued to trace the shape of her pussy, moving along the inside of her inner labia, the area between the inner and outer folds before finally tracing circles around her clit. At this she lifted her hips.
His hands retreated down her body, his nails dragging lightly over her skin. It felt like he was tracing fire on her skin, but that paled in comparison to the heavenly sensation of his lips tugging lightly on her clit. She pulled her knees up closer to her chest as his finger traced over her pussy. He pressed the pad of his finger against her opening and swore she could hear the squishing sound as he penetrated her. At the same time he sucked her clit into his mouth. His tongue flipped up and down against it as she felt his finger slide out and then two slid back in.
His fingers twisted round and back as he rocked them in and out of her. His tongue started moving faster over her clit. “Oh god, oh my god, oh yes, yes.” She couldn’t stop herself, she was babbling and she didn’t care because he was driving her insane. She could almost see the mountain top, hear the roar of the waterfall. His fingers speared into her and curled and she cried out. He had found it, the spot. He began to thump his finger against it rhythmically in time with the flicking of his tongue. Shock waves traveled through her body and she knew this was going to be a big one. He pushed up against the spot and mashed his tongue down on her clit.
For a moment the world went black and was filled with stars. Her hands were pounding on the blankets and her body was alive in every nerve ending. He released the pressure inside her and relaxed his suction. She took a deep breath as she started to come down. The he started tapping her again and his tongue flicked madly back and forth across her clit instead of up and down. Immediately she was coming again, she felt it explode out of her pussy like a fountain.
Once again he stalled his attack and she let out a long breath. “Are you…Fuck!” He mashed his finger against her spot again as he sucked her clit into his mouth and his tongue pummeled it like a speed bag. “Oh god, oh, Ron!” she screamed out. She pounded on the bed and tried to push him away but realized she had her thighs clamped around his head. As the wave passed she collapsed. “No more,” she begged.