1. One Big Horny Weasley Family- chapter 5


    Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: Fiction, Straight Sex, Masturbation, Author: naughtydragon, Source: sexstories.com

    This is a work of fan fiction. All characters and locations are the property of their respective owners. I own the story line. Chapter 5- Unexpected News Harry opened the door to his house and entered quietly. He figured Ginny was probably upstairs sleeping, and he didn't want to wake her. At least he didn't want to wake her until he crawled into bed with her. He kicked his shoes off, and crept through the living room, focused on the stairs that led up to the master bedroom suite. "Not even going to say good morning?" The sultry voice behind him didn’t startle him; rather it made him smile as he turned around. In the large, two-person recliner sat his wife, covered to the throat by a handmade red and gold quilt. Her coppery red tresses cascaded down around her face and spilled over the quilt. Her lips were painted a lush red and looked delectably kissable. "Morning, my sweet." Harry knelt down in front of the chair and hugged her through the blanket. As he looked closer he realized she must have been up for quite a while getting ready for him. She had made herself up, curled her hair in elaborate ringlets, and was wearing a perfume he didn't recognize but liked very much. He reached up and touched his lips to hers. Their kiss was long and sensual. Hermione had an interesting kissing style, but he much preferred Ginny's. Her lips were fuller and sealed much better against his own. There was nothing sloppy about kissing her; it was all in the lips. "Was it everything you hoped ...
    for?" she asked, after they finally broke their kiss. "And more," he replied. "Really?" Her voice wavered just a bit. Harry knew what was coming next; Ginny had felt threatened by Hermione for years. Only their marriage and the wedding of Ron and Hermione had given Ginny that final sense of security in her relationship with Harry. Now that was being threatened. "But not for the reasons you might think." Harry stood up and held out a hand to her. She snaked a hand out, and he caught sight of something white, sheer, and sexy. When he pulled her to her feet, her quilt fell away and his jaw dropped. She was draped with a sheer, white robe, trimmed in white fur. Beneath it her soft, voluptuous curves were barely concealed by a white satin corset. Her ample breasts were spilling out the top, and when she stretched her arms above her head her large nipples threatened to pop out. His eyes raked down her body to take in the scrap of white lace that was masquerading as underwear. White stockings, attached by garters to the corset, set his pulse racing. The crowning achievement was a pair of white, strappy heels; what Ginny normally referred to as ‘fuck me pumps’. Harry groaned in satisfaction as he pulled her hard against him. Her head tipped back as his lips sought her throat. Her body was lush, full, and hot against him. "God, you look good in white," he breathed into her. In response, she raked her nails up his back and down his arms. With one hand he reached up and began to pull at ...
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