This is a work of fan fiction. All characters and locations are the property of their respective owners. I own the story line.
Four’s Company
Ron kicked his bedroom door closed as soon as his wife had dragged him and Alicia through it. With one hand he grabbed a handful of his wife’s hair and pulled her mouth to his, with the other he started trying to divest Alicia of her thoroughly stained t-shirt. The game had been fun downstairs, and watching everyone grope and fondle each other had been a bit of turn on, but as soon as Hermione had dragged him and Alicia out of the room, he had been eager to get here.
The closer they got, the more his passion flared. He was still riding the high between the two screwdrivers with dinner and that amazing experience with Fleur earlier. She had explained a bit about what was going on with his body during their pillow talk. One of the side effects was that he would be extremely horny and very eager most of the night. He knew Bill would be along shortly, so he wanted to get as much advantage as he could out of having these beauties all to himself.
“Shower,” Hermione said as he turned his mouth from his wife to Alicia. She started steering them as he started walking, pulling Alicia along with them. His hand slid down Hermione’s body and found the front of her capri’s. These were the ones that had those pain-in-the-arse backward buttons. He grabbed the front of them and yanked as he willed magic into his wand hand. The pants tore away like tissue paper and Hermione started to protest until he kissed her again.
One of the girls had managed to get his pants undone and they started falling down his hips. “Hermione, luv,” Alicia said as she peeled her bra off. “Why don’t you run the shower while Ron and I finish stripping each other?” He realized that Hermione was already topless and hadn’t been wearing a bra. He watched her knickers hit the floor as she stepped out of her sandals and walked in to the large walk-in shower.
“I can’t wait to fuck you again,” Ron growled in Alicia’s ear as he slid her workout pants down over her hips and glorious ass. He dropped down to his knees and peeled them the rest of the way down and off as he nuzzled her neatly trimmed pubic thatch. There was a large smear of a congealed sauce on her ankle, and some of it got on his thumb. He raised it to his mouth and looked up at her, “sesame chicken, yummy.” She shook her head at him with a smile as he raised his arms so she could pull off his shirt; something cold and gooey slid up the back of his neck as the shirt came off.
“Come on you two,” Hermione said impatiently, “water’s perfect.” Ron hadn’t noticed it earlier but his wife’s normally perfect diction was slurring a bit. He let Alicia go first and then stumbled in after her. He and Alicia ran their hands over his wife’s taut body as she stood under the spray and soaked down her hair. She and Alicia switched and there was more of the same. Hermione actually thought to grab the shower gel and squeezed a generous amount into each of their hands. Then he swapped with Alicia. Instead of the girls rubbing him down, they started to lather each other.
Ron’s dick was already fully erect, and he gave himself a couple of strokes as he watched the two lovely women rub themselves against each other as they kissed. Occasionally, one would look at him to make sure he was watching and enjoying their obvious show. When it became almost unbearable, Ron stepped out from under the spray and wrapped an arm around each of them. As though they had choreographed it, Hermione stepped behind him and Alicia in front and they lathered him with the not-so-simple but very arousing technique of using their bodies. Periodically they would turn him around so that they effectively swapped.
Ron turned his body slightly, so that he could get an arm in front of each of them and pushed them both against the wall. He slid a finger into each of them and began to work them as he took turns kissing them. When he added a second finger to each of them, Alicia turned to Hermione and said, “Help your sister out here?” Then he felt an additional hand near his own as the girls began to twiddle each other’s clits. Alicia went first, and Hermione started by the time she had finished. When the screaming stopped Alicia dropped to her knees in front of him.
“Let’s get him into bed first,” Hermione said as she stepped back und the water for a moment before soaping up her hair. Ron was pretty sure his wife had never washed her hair that fast in her entire life, and he and Alicia were still done by the time she was. There had still been some random groping and kissing, but now they were all focused on getting out and into bed.
There was a great deal more kissing and groping as they pretended they were trying to dry each other off. Wet towels were strung in a haphazard trail that led from the bathroom to the bed. Alicia ran her fingers through Hermione’s hair as it was unwrapped from its towel. “I’m telling you girl,” Alicia said as she played with Hermione’s tits and kissed her neck, “you should wear your hair like that. It’s a very sexy look for you.” Ron mumbled an agreement, but he was more focused on trying to figure out how he could get one of his wife’s tits and one of Alicia’s in his mouth at the same time. He didn’t quite manage it, but he certainly had fun trying.
Finally, the girls threw him down on the bed, then jumped in along with him. “Show me how you do it,” Hermione said to Alicia. “Show me how you get the whole thing in your mouth.” Ron was about to prop himself up so he could watch her do it, when Hermione straddled his chest and put her ass right over his mouth. “Make yourself useful,” she teased him as she poked at him until he pulled her back far enough he could lick her pussy.
He was glad for the distraction, and focused on giving his wife a good tongue lashing as he felt his cock slide along Alicia’s tongue and enter her throat. He resisted the urge to start stroking in and out of her mouth, though she had let him do just that the night before. After a couple of minutes he felt her back off and heard her say, “Let me watch you now.” He felt his wife’s hand wrap around his base and she started to fellate him. Very quickly she went down as far as she could and heard her gag as she came back up. “Not so fast, love,” Alicia said, “suck him like you would normally, then let me see how far you can go comfortably.”
“Should I be facing a different way?” Hermione asked.
“No, this is the right angle, but you should probably stop riding his mouth. It’ll distract you and if you tense up because you’re about to cum you’ll make yourself choke.” He gave his wife’s pussy one final kiss as she crawled off of him. “Lay down beside him; this way.” He felt Alicia lay along the length of his body with her head next to his hip on one side and Hermione did the same on the other. “How many martinis did you have with dinner?” Alicia asked.
“Three, four, and a half; I’m not really sure. I’m plenty relaxed though.”
“Good, that’s the most important thing. That and that Ron’s cock is nice and lubricated for us.” He felt Alicia slide his cock into her mouth and use her tongue liberally on it. When she was done, Hermione did the same and he was sure his cock had to be almost drooling it was so wet. “Now, open up and say ‘ahh’ like you would at the doctor’s office. That’s good, tongue a little flatter, open your mouth a little wider; just like that. That’s the position your want your mouth in if you’re going to deep throat him.”
“I thought it was about swallowing,” Hermione said. Ron was listening very intently to their conversation, not because he interested in learning, but because if he didn’t his hands would start to wander and distract them.
“No. It’s about opening your throat as far as you can and learning to control your gag reflex. Don’t expect to get it all in tonight, but I’ll get you started so you can practice at home. Now, watch what I do, pay particular attention to my tongue.” He obviously couldn’t see what she was doing, but it was very nice. His cock slid along her tongue again, then he felt her tongue move back and forth a bit as he entered her throat and it constricted around the head and collar of his cock.
“Oh,” Hermione said. “I think I understand. Can I try?” Alicia didn’t clamp down on his cock and suck like she normally did when she was backing off of him, this time she simply swirled her tongue around as she raised off of it. He felt his wife lean forward and purse her lips around his cock. He heard Alicia instruct her to open her mouth more, she could worry about suction once she got the rest of it figured out. Her mouth opened a bit and again he felt the caress of her tongue on his cock. He couldn’t tell how deep she was, but he felt her tongue moving similar to the way Alicia’s had. Then his head bumped something solid and his wife gagged and backed off.
“That was good, you seemed to get a bit farther, and your tongue was laying out nice. Try it again.” Again there was that wonderful, wet feeling of his wife’s mouth. She choked again, but didn’t back all the way out; instead she back off an inch or so, took several deep breaths and tried it again. This went on for several more iterations. He could feel that she was making progress, she seemed to get a bit deeper each time, and she was gagging less violently. Then he felt his tip of his cock enter her throat and he almost lost it, she choked again and backed off, but she had been there.
“Alicia,” Ron growled, “sit on my face.” She looked over her shoulder at him. “I need a distraction,” he began to pant as Hermione went down again. She nodded in understanding as he groaned loudly in distress. He didn’t even wait for her to settle before he grabbed her ass cheeks in each hand and spread her open. He needed to be deliberate and methodical, but he was having a hard time controlling himself. “Stop sucking,” he begged his wife from between Alicia’s thighs.
“But I don’t want to,” she teased and he felt her mouth envelope his head again. He grabbed a handful of wet hair and yanked her back. “Ow, not so hard!” she yelled.
“Sorry,” Ron said contritely as he untangled his hand from her wet hair. He began reciting the alphabet backward, and by the time he got to ‘G’ he could breathe somewhat normally again. By the way the bed was moving, he thought the girls might be kissing again. He could hear them murmuring back and forth and he decided if they could talk he wasn’t doing his job right. He swirled his tongue around Alicia’s opening until her cunt was as wet as his tongue, then he lifted his head and speared into her. Her pussy tasted slightly soapy, but it had that salty caramel taste that he had noted the night before as well. She began to rock her hips back and forth against him.
He didn’t want his wife to feel left out. It was difficult to get his hand turned around and where he wanted it; not because it was awkward, but because he was trying to split his concentration. He backed off Alicia a bit until he had his fingers splayed through his wife’s bush and thumb had found her clit. She began to moan as he rubbed it up and down. That settled, he went back to aggressively licking Alicia.
“Looks like you have everything well in hand, little brother,” he heard Bill call from across the room. With the hand that had been rubbing and scratching Alicia he gave his brother a thumbs up. “Maybe I’ll just move on to somewhere else then.”
“I don’t think so,” Alicia said. “Get your sexy ass over here. And take off those nasty clothes while you’re at it.”
“I showered and changed,” Bill said defensively.
“Even better,” Hermione chimed in. “Get your naked ass into my bed you slacker, you’re late.”
“You left me behind,” Bill replied from much closer.
“I only had two hands,” she replied innocently. “See?”
Ron didn’t know what Hermione was doing with her hands, but Alicia moaned and Bill chuckled.
“Down on the bed, laughing boy,” Alicia said as she climbed off of Ron’s face.
“Budge up, bed hog,” Bill said as he poked Ron in the chest. Ron scooted across the bed, and made a point to focus on his wife and not his naked brother standing a couple of feet away. That was bit weird; it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen Bill naked before, they were brothers and there had been trips to swimming holes and camping trips where the boys all shared one tent, but this was just a bit different. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as he watched his wife bend over and start kissing Bill’s cock.
“Hey,” Alicia said as she smacked Hermione on the bum. “You go finish working on your husband, that’s mine to play with.” She looked back over her shoulder at Ron with a smile. “Really, so rude.” Her smile was infectious and he couldn’t help but laugh at her impish look.
“That’s okay,” Ron said as he sat up and hooked Alicia around the waist. “I didn’t get to finish what I started anyway.” He tried to roll her onto her back and perch himself above her, but it didn’t work very well and he almost rolled them both off the bed. The only one not laughing was Hermione, who seemed to be concentrating on the task at hand, or mouth as it were. He managed to get Alicia situated on her back with her legs spread wide apart when he paused for a moment.
“What’s the matter?” Alicia asked as she looked up at him.
“I can’t decide if I want to eat you or shag you,” he said with lecherous grin. He shifted his body forward slightly, with her knees caught in front of his arms. Her hips rose slightly as he pushed her knees closer to her body. His cock was upright and stiff, so he rocked his hips a bit and poked teasingly at her exposed crotch and arse. He moved back a bit like he was going to go down on her instead, then back up again.
“Stop teasing me, you prick.” Alicia reached down and smacked playfully at his cock. He heard his wife snort with laughter and choke which made Alicia snerk as well. “Let go for a minute,” Alicia told him. He leaned back a bit and let go of her legs to see what she had in mind. She sat up and lightly smacked Hermione’s arse on one side, who moved over a bit so that she was perpendicular to the edge of the bed as she continued to suck on Bill. “It’ll be like a bit like a buffet,” she said as she lay on her back and squirmed under Hermione’s open legs.
“I think I’ll watch,” Ron said as he got off the bed. He bent over and hooked Alicia’s legs over his shoulders so he could lift up her hips and shoved a pillow up into the small of her back. “Now I get the best of both.” He slid his hands down to her thighs and pushed back and apart so that she was spread wide open before him. Since the bed was slightly elevated he didn’t have to crouch very much so that he could line up on her. “Guide me in,” he told her and slid into her in one long, slow stroke. Once he was seated in her, he waited for her to get settled and watched her pull Hermione’s hips down to her mouth.
Her tongue extended and caressed his wife’s mound. He groaned as he slowly pulled back, then slid forward just as slowly as Alicia reached up to spread his wife’s arse, causing her labia to gape slightly. He ground against Alicia forcefully as she continued to thoroughly work her tongue around and in to his wife’s open pussy. She was starting to moan now as well, though the sound was muffled by the dick that was filling her mouth.
“That’s nice,” Bill said as he ran his fingers into Hermione’s hair. Ron waited to see if she was going to react like she usually did; she had let him grab handfuls of her hair while she sucked him a couple of times, but she had to be in the right mood for it. Apparently tonight she was in the right mood. She stayed in place and Bill began to rock his hips back and forth. When she choked, he backed off and told her she was doing a great job. Ron couldn’t tell how much she was getting in her mouth, but it looked like she was giving it the best she could.
He was careful to keep a slow, steady rhythm as he took long strokes in and out of Alicia. She made pleasant cooing noises as she continued at what she was doing. Since her eyes were concealed beneath his wife, Ron was free to watch Hermione. She spread her arms wider and lowered her shoulders, this forced her head to come more upright and stretched the front of her neck. She was making a noise that Ron thought might be her trying to say something, but he wasn’t sure. Suddenly Bill stopped with a yelp of surprise.
Ron saw the hollow of her cheeks suck in as pulled up off of him, his dick came out of her mouth with a ‘pop.’ “I need you to stop moving around so much,” Hermione said as she looked up at him.
“You could have asked.”
“I tried to, you weren’t paying attention.”
“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to talk with your mouth full?” Ron couldn’t help himself, he choked as he tried to swallow his laugh. Apparently Alicia was having the same problem he was.
Hermione turned to give him a look that just made him smile all the more. “Ron, swap with your brother. He’s being a pain in my neck.” Ron slowly pulled out of Alicia, then bent down and gave her clit a kiss before walking around the bed. Hermione turned her head to look up at Bill. “I think I’ve almost got it, but you can’t seem to stand still. Now move over so I can suck my husband’s cock.”
Ron gave his brother a playful shove as he stepped to the edge of the bed in front of his wife. Ron reached out and placed a tentative hand on the back of his wife’s head. She seemed to understand that he was asking if this was what she wanted. “Later,” she said with a smile, “I promise.” It didn’t matter all that much to him, but it did make him wish their bed had a canopy frame so he would have something to do with his hands. His wife took hold of the base of his cock and applied her tongue in long wet strokes. She looked up at him with a slightly faraway look in her eyes, “You taste like her, I like it.” Ron almost swallowed his tongue as she slid her mouth down his cock while keeping her eyes locked with his.
Bill and Alicia were swapping positions, but Ron wasn’t really paying all that much attention. He was focusing on his wife, and watching more and more of his cock disappear into her mouth. She stopped when she was most of the way down his length, and he felt her tongue begin to move forward and back. Slowly, she began to take more and more of him, but it was agonizingly slow. He felt the tip of his cock slide over the back of her tongue and touch the entrance of her throat. She stayed like that for a long moment, then moved a little more and he felt the muscles of her throat begin to constrict around his head. Another long pause, and the sound of her breathing was lost beneath the creaking of the bed frame as Alicia mounted Bill. She backed off a bit and made a noise. Ron looked up and saw Bill’s hands on his wife’s hips. It took him a moment to figure out what she intended.
“Bill,” Ron said hoarsely as his wife concentrated on sucking him while her tongue danced around under his cock. “You need to stop, you’re,” he let out a low groan as she slid all the way up his cock and then back down. “You’re distracting her.” There was more creaking as Bill and Alicia shifted around and got up. Hermione went right back to work and soon he was slipping into her throat by interminable fractions of an inch. She choked a bit and backed off when Alicia flopped down on the bed beside her and hung her head over the edge of the bed. “What are you doing?” Ron asked her as she smiled up at him.
“The same thing your wife is, just from a different angle.” Bill stepped up next to him and straddled Alicia’s head. He squatted down a bit until his cock was just above her mouth and then pointed it down at her mouth.
He could feel Hermione’s nose brushing against his pubic hair. He looked down to see that she was closer than ever to getting all the way down him. She had tried a few times before, but she had never been this close. A loud moan escaped his lips, then he held his breath as her tongue started moving back and forth again, as though it was trying to pull his cock deeper into her mouth.
He looked over to see Bill slide his cock all the way into Alicia’s mouth. Movement in her throat caught his eye, and he realized he was seeing her throat stretch to accommodate the intruding cock; he thought he might cum right then and there as he thought that the same thing must be happening to his wife.
Then there was a final push and her lips wrapped around the base of his cock. His dick flexed and her throat constricted around the collar of his dick. “Oh, fuck!” he shouted and he started to cum. He hadn’t expected it to happen this soon and it caught both of them by surprise. Hermione gagged as his first squirt shot down her throat, and she quickly pulled away. The second shot caught her on the cheek and the third puttered out and landed on the comforter.
He grabbed his wife and bent down to kiss her. His tongue invaded her mouth, but he didn’t get the mixed taste of his own cum and her mouth like he normally did when he did this. He kissed her aggressively and pulled her against him. When she finally pushed him away he told her how incredible she was and kissed her again; though not as forcefully as the first time.
“I’m glad you liked it,” his wife said. “I think the martinis helped.” She kissed him again and leaned against him. “I’ll probably need more practice though,” she said with a sly smile.
“Holy Hell,” Ron replied as he cradled her against his chest. “You can practice that any time you want. That was amazing. Gods above, I love you!”
“You didn’t tell me you loved me when I did that to you,” Alicia teased him. Ron looked down to see that she was still lying on her back and looking up at him. Bill was turned toward him and standing back a step or two.
“No,” Ron replied before giving his wife another peck on the lips before looking back down at her. “I did tell you that you were amazing though.”
“I suppose that will be enough,” she said with a long suffering sigh.
Hermione extracted herself from Ron’s embrace and dropped down to kiss Alicia. “Well, I love you, dear, even if he doesn’t.” They kissed again, a bit more seriously this time. “Secretly,” she said in a stage whisper with a conspiratorial glance up at him, “I think he does love you, but he’s too embarrassed to say it; especially now.” Ron knew that he was blushing, but decided that the best way to get past it was to do something outrageous.
“I love you, Alicia,” he crowed as he dropped to his knees next to the bed and proceeded to give her large, slobbery kisses all over her face.
“Ew, gross, stop that!” she pushed him away as she tried to find something to wipe her face on. Ron reached up and grabbed a pillow for her.
“In all seriousness,” Ron said, “thank you. Thank you for showing Hermione how to do that.” He turned to his wife. “And thank you.”
“This is very nice,” Bill said, “but I still have this problem.” He waggled his dick in the direction of Alicia’s face.
“Isn’t it your turn, Ron?” Alicia said with a teasing smile.
“I don’t think so.” He got up and took a quick step back.
“Yeah,” Bill quipped, “I don’t think I want an amateur like him anywhere near my dick. He’d probably bite me or something.”
“Or something,” Ron replied.
“We won’t bite you,” Hermione said sweetly as she climbed up and straddled Alicia, “will we?”
“I don’t think so,” Alicia replied as she licked her lips and blew Bill a kiss.
Ron started to turn away, thinking he might go get something to drink when he realized what an opportunity he had here. He stepped away from the girls so that Bill could easily get to them and walked around the bed. By the time he was standing on the opposite side of the bed and looking at his wife’s arse and Alicia’s long legs stretching across the bed, Bill had stepped up to the girls and Ron could see that his Alicia was licking his balls as Hermione’s head bobbed up and down.
He reached down and took hold of Alicia’s ankles so he could spread her legs a bit. Right now his wife was in a Female Superior position, and he needed her to be in Missionary position for what he wanted to do. The girls complied with his guiding touches without breaking too much rhythm until he pushed Alicia’s legs up and out until she was fully exposed and could wrap her legs around Hermione’s waist.
“What are you doing down there?” Alicia asked as he pushed Hermione’s knees farther apart then lay down on the bed.
“This,” he replied. He spread the cheeks of her arse a bit and ran his tongue along her crack, swirled it around her sphincter, then along her gaping slit until he flicked his tongue over her clit a few times. Then he reached up to spread his wife open as he moved his tongue up to massage her clit, then back along her lips, over her perineum, until he could spear his tongue into her asshole.
“Mm,” Bill said in a lascivious tone, “pussy sandwich.”
“A what?” Hermione suddenly said, as she pushed herself up a bit.
“A pussy sandwich. I’ll admit, the term is a bit crude, but it’s great if you can get it.”
“I agree,” Ron replied as he ran his tongue back down and snaked it into his wife’s opening. She wasn’t terribly wet, but his tongue was wet enough, and she certainly was wet enough once he penetrated her. She cooed in response to his ministrations, and everything seemed to be fine as he continued to work on her. Meanwhile, he had moved his hand down to rest on Alicia’s mound and stroked her with his thumb, which penetrated her almost instantly since she was already open and waiting. He was struggling to give each of the girls his best since the position was slightly awkward and he couldn’t concentrate on just one of them without leaving the other one wanting.
After a couple of minutes, Bill started making a lot of noise telling the girls he was about to cum. Ron tried to improve his efforts to see if he could make at least one of the girls orgasm at the same time, but he wasn’t able to manage it. Once Bill was done, Ron pulled back from the girls and was about to suggest that he and Bill had better get to work on the girls when he heard Alicia tell Hermione to turn around. Ron started to say something when Alicia interrupted him again.
“I haven’t had a chance to play with Hermione at all this weekend. Why don’t you two go find a bottle of champagne or something and let us girls get to know each other a bit.” Ron watched the girls squirm around for a few seconds until they were lying with their heads on the pillows and entangled in each other’s arms.
“I could go for some more of that pineapple vodka,” Hermione said to him and batted her eyes at him. Bill was pulling on his jeans, so Ron walked over to his dresser and found a pair of gym shorts.
“Anything else?” he asked, slightly perturbed, but careful to keep it out of his voice. The girls didn’t reply though, as they were locked in a deep kiss as their hands explored each other’s bodies.
Bill nodded his head toward the door and Ron followed him. Once they were out in the hall, Bill pulled a small metal box out of his pocket and opened it. Ron saw several small, blue potion vials cradled in it. “Need one?” Bill asked.
“What are, oh, never mind. Do you really need those?”
“Not usually, but I’ve had more sex in the last 24 hours than I have in the last month, and I’m not as young as I like to think I am.” He popped one of the small vials out, tipped into his mouth and swallowed. “Even if you don’t normally have that problem, it gives great hard-ons.” He offered the case to Ron again.
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“As long as you haven’t drunk any other potions in the last 12 hours, it should be fine. I take one if I’m going to be on set for a long scene or something, just because it helps with the problem of sagging between takes.”
Ron took one and looked at before tipping it into his mouth and swallowing. “What do you mean, ‘on set?’”
“When I’m doing a movie with Fleur. I know you know about her making movies, since there was that whole conversation at breakfast.” When Ron asked about how that happened, Bill explained that they had started out making a couple of home movies shortly after Fleur had started studying Neotantrism, to help her with her studies. One of her fellow students found out about it and asked if they would be interested in a more professional video; he could help with that since he was a cameraman and occasional actor for one of the adult film studios in Paris.
“So, you get paid to shag your wife,” Ron said a bit incredulously.
“It’s not as much fun as it sounds like.” They were in the kitchen and Bill was rooting around in the fridge looking for something to drink. “It’s a lot more fun if we just put a camera on the dresser or the headboard and film what we’re doing.” He stood up with a bottle of Alicia’s pineapple-infused vodka in one hand a beer in the other. He offered the beer to Ron, who passed. “In a movie you’re having sex so they can film it. You’re constantly moving into these awkward positions so they can get the shot they want. You got the director telling you to go faster or slower. The lights are hot, the cameramen are trying not to bump into you, the boom guy is trying to keep the microphone out of the shot. It’s mostly just a lot of work.”
Ron had reached into the fridge and grabbed himself a Coke and was trying to decide if Bill was being serious or not. He also grabbed a couple of bottles of water. “Then, god forbid, if someone gets a cramp, or you lose your erection because you’re thinking more about the next position change then you are about what you’re doing. The worst is when you blow off early, cause then you either have to recover or they bring in a stunt-dick which means they have to change all the shots to make sure they don’t show the new guy until it is time for him blow his load.”
“Sounds like a chore.” Ron said without much sympathy.
“Yeah, it’s kind of like being a professional Quidditch manager.”
Ron stopped to think about that. When he was younger, all he had wanted was to work for the Cannons. His younger self couldn’t imagine how cool it would be to hang out with professional Quidditch players all day. Now, though, it was just a job. Granted, it was a job he loved, but there were the long hours getting ready for each game, reading the scouting reports, dealing with personnel issues, strategy and planning meetings. It wasn’t nearly as cool as his younger self thought it would be, but it sure beat pushing papers for the Ministry.
“Alright, I’ll give you that one. So, is that your job now?”
“No, it’s just a hobby that pays me occasionally. For Fleur it’s more like a job, but not like it is for most of the girls in the industry. She doesn’t have a website, she’s not turning out dozens of videos for web content, she doesn’t make personal appearances or do the club circuit. She does one or two videos a month, mostly to support her studies and to do some experimentation. It also allows her to meet new people, some of who she might want as occasional partners.”
“So she brings home other people to have sex with?” Ron was starting to wonder how the hell he and Hermione had kept such a normal sex life considering the antics of all of his siblings.
“Yes and no. She’s very dedicated to her studies, she’s actually working on a paper about the nature of Veelas and their relation to humans and sex. She’s also working on a couple of books, one about Neotantrism for general publication and one about erotomancy that would really just be for the magical community. She’s also got this really interesting theory about crossover between the two, but neither one of us are sure how far she should pursue it. If people believed it, it could change the entire relationship between wizards and Muggles.”
“That sounds… lofty.” Hermione’s goals for changing how the wizarding world thought of itself were laudable enough, so he knew about the kinds of forethought and frustration that went with that kind of pursuit.
“Maybe, but then there’s been evidence of wizards and magic for years, and the Muggles just don’t want to believe it.” Bill finished his beer and set it on the counter. “Let’s go check on the girls. They’re either getting lonely, or they’re going to forget we’re supposed to be there.” Ron smiled at the aptness of his observation and followed him down the hall. “You want to pair up with your wife or Alicia to start with?” Bill asked as they mounted the stairs.
Ron had to think about that. He hadn’t spent any intimate time with his wife since the hot tub last night, but on the other hand he wasn’t sure if and when he’d ever get the chance with Alicia again. “Hermione,” he said. “Although, if we’re doing the group thing will it really matter that much?” Maybe they would just do swaps back and forth. That would be more than okay with him, he preferred to focus all his attention on one partner.
“Foursomes usually work out as two pairs with some crossover. Usually works better that way, too. You can do stuff like circle-jerks and endless oral, but it can be hard finding a way squeeze everyone into one space. Somebody usually ends up being outside helping the others along instead of really getting involved.” Bill put his finger over his lips as he looked at Ron before he pushed the door open a crack and peered in. He smiled and backed away, pulling the door mostly shut again.
“Hermione’s head is at the edge of the bed and Alicia is straddling her face,” Bill whispered, then seemed to think for a moment. “How much have you two talked about plans for the weekend?”
“Not a whole lot,” Ron admitted. They had talked generally about what they wanted, and who they wanted sleep with, but nothing in detail. In retrospect, that probably wasn’t the best idea, since he didn’t know what she really wanted out of the weekend so he couldn’t be sure she got it. Though she was a smart girl, she’d find a way to get what she wanted. “I know that she and Ginny had plans, and I know that they met up last night. She said she wanted to ‘try some new things,’ but I think that mostly that had to do with being with another girl, since she hadn’t done that before.”
Bill nodded in response. “Last night, she told me she wanted to have, ‘really dirty sex,’ this weekend: outdoors, multiple partners, girls and guys, maybe some dress up.”
“We do some of that stuff,” Ron said defensively.
“Oh, yeah, she told me. It seems to me she wants to do the kind of stuff you can’t do at home with two people. You take her missionary style. I’ll get behind Alicia and we’ll make her do all kinds of kinky things that you can watch. You good with that?”
“Sure,” Ron said with more confidence than he felt. It was Bill after all, and a small part of him still wanted Bill to think he was cool. He was also doing this to make sure Hermione had a good time too. He’d had an amazing time with Alicia and with Fleur, so it seemed only fair that his wife got her head spun around too. He smiled, now that he realized what he was really doing he felt more confident and less withdrawn. “Let’s fuck her so good that she won’t be able to get out of bed in the morning.”
“That’s the spirit,” Bill said and pushed the door open as quietly as he could as one of the girls started shrieking ‘fuck’ over and over again.
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Hermione wanted to slide her middle finger into Alicia’s pussy as she sucked on her lover’s clit. It was a trick she had learned from Ron, but she couldn’t figure out how to do it from this position. Instead she ran her hand up Alicia’s side and ran a finger around her lips. Taking the hint, Alicia took hold of her wrist and began lick and suck her index finger like a small cock. At the slightest pull, she let go of the wrist and Hermione brought her hand down and around so that rub Alicia’s asshole.
In response Alicia lifted up and bit so that Hermione could penetrate her a bit. “Oh, that’s good,” the blonde girl said with a sharp intake of breath as her hips pushed back against Hermione’s mouth. “A little deeper. Right there. Now wiggle the finger. Uh, huh, just like, oh god yes. Flick your tongue. Oh fuck.”
Hermione smiled with satisfaction. She and Ginny had a lot of fun the night before, but she wasn’t sure if she was actually doing well. Neither of them had much experience with other women, so they could only compare what they were doing to what they had done with their husbands. Ron was good though, he had convinced her that he was only going to get good with her help, and so she had learned to loosen up during sex and talk to him. It had paid off, and apparently she had learned as much from him as she had taught him. Of course, Lavender had added that final bit of tutoring so that she didn’t do it just like Ron.
The ‘fucks’ started coming louder and faster as the pitch increased until Hermione felt her grab the back of her head. Hermione pushed her finger deeper and the last ‘fuck’ became a long, mono-syllabic screech.
She was surprised by the sudden weight on the mattress down near her hips and the lips that were kissing her thighs. She looked up to see Bill walking toward the bed, smiling at the two girls. “Is there any room for company?” he asked as he sat next Alicia.
Ron hadn’t said anything, but was kissing his way up the insides of her thighs. She lifted her legs and bent her knees in anticipation of his expected ministrations.
“Depends,” Alicia replied. “What are you going to do for me if I let you?”
“I thought I might make you sit on my face while Hermione sucks me back to life.”
“After the show she just put on, and you can’t even get it up. I’m disappointed in you, Bill. You must be getting old.” Alicia laughed at Bill’s injured expression as she reached over and ran her fingers over his slightly limp cock.
Hermione cooed as Ron reached the top of her thighs and began to nibble on her arse in between flicking his tongue over her anus. She looked up at Alicia and Bill, who were kissing as he toyed with her nipples. Hermione brought her hands up to help him out so that three hands were groping and stroking the blonde’s rounded, firm tits. She looked over to see that Bill’s cock was rapidly filling out and stiffening. “Hm, what are we going to do with that?” she asked quietly.
She felt Ron shift and push himself to an upright position between her legs with her ankles resting against his shoulders. She lifted her hips in response to his unspoken command and she felt a pillow stuffed into the small of her back. There was a slapping sound as she felt Ron’s cock knocking against her mound. Then his thumbs spread her open and he began to stroke the length of his cock along her slit and over her clit.
“I guess you two are on your own,” she moaned. “I’m about to get a good fucking.”
“Not by yourself, your not,” Alicia said as she stood up and turned around. In a flash she had straddled Hermione’s face again, this time facing away from her.
“This is going to be incredible,” Bill said as he stood up and straddled her face as well. She opened her mouth as Bill rubbed the head of his cock against her lips. She sucked him a bit, but mostly she used her tongue to get his cock good and wet. She felt Alicia’s hands on the insides of her thighs as Ron’s hands abandoned her crotch and took hold of her ankles.
“Do you want me to suck you first?” she heard Alicia ask.
“After,” was his only response as she felt the head of prick slide down over her clit and then push against her opening. Like it usually did, rubbing his cock up and down her slit had gotten her wet and he penetrated her with minimal resistance. She moaned around Bill’s cock, then released it from her mouth with a ‘pop.’ It snapped up and pointed at Alicia’s gaping pussy. She watched as he slid slowly in, then back out. Meanwhile, Ron was picking up the pace as he began stroke in and out of her.
She twitched when she felt the finger flick over her clit. Normally, she wouldn’t let Ron touch her clit while they fucked, because the stimulation was just too much for her. This time though, she had no real control over it so she just rode it. She couldn’t concentrate on anything, she tried to lick Alica’s clit, but Bill’s balls kept bouncing off her nose or forehead. Finally, she just let her head drop down on to the mattress and began to cry out as Ron stroked in and out of her while Alicia alternately squeezed or rubbed her clit.
Then she had a minute when Ron pulled out of her, and she assumed that Alicia was sucking his dick. She gathered her concentration enough to lift her head and sucked one of Bill’s testicles into her mouth. He let out a satisfying groan as he ground against Alicia instead of pistoning in and out of her. Hermione then moved to the other one until Bill pulled out of Alicia and pointed his cock down at her mouth. She opened wide for him and flicked her tongue across the tip of his dick. Just as she began to suck him, she felt Ron penetrate her again. She moaned low and deep in her throat. Then Alicia rolled off of her, turned around, and began licking and sucking on her tits. It was more stimulation than she had ever had at one time, and when Alicia’s fingers slid over her clit, she couldn’t take anymore and screamed as her orgasm flooded through her.
“God, I love it when a girl cums with my dick in her mouth,” Bill said out loud to no one in particular.
“Pretty good from here, too.” Ron replied as he slowed
“My turn,” Alicia said. Hermione was almost relieved when Bill pulled out of her mouth.
“You, too,” Hermione said to her husband. “Everybody out.” She was exhausted and a little sore, particularly her jaw muscles. Ron only pulled out reluctantly when she reached up and pushed on his chest. “Seriously, Ron, it’s her turn. I need a break.” He asked if she was okay, and she told him she was. She gratefully accepted the bottle of water he handed her.
*
There was a minute where they all scooted around on the bed and engaged in some constructive groping and kissing until Alicia told Ron to lay on his back with his legs slightly spread. He did as she ordered, and his cock stood up stiff and proud. She turned to Hermione, “Would you be a dear and get that good and wet for me?”
“You want some lube?”
“No, I just need it good and wet.” His wife didn’t suck him in though like she normally would. Instead she firmly gripped him about the base and set about licking his head like a lollipop or an ice cream cone. “That should be good,” Alicia said after about 30 seconds. She then turned her back to him, planted her feet on either side of his hips, leaned back, and placed her hands on his chest. “I’m assuming you’ve never DP’d a girl,” she asked over her shoulder. He replied with a questioning grunt. “I know you’ve shagged a girl’s arse before.”
“A few times,” he replied, a little defensive and confused.
“You’re going fuck my arse, since we never got around to that last night, while Bill’s in my pussy. It’s called DP, or double penetration.”
“Oh, I’m familiar with the idea,” Ron said. “I just didn’t know what it was called. How can I help?”
“I got it,” Hermione said as she reached in and again took hold of his cock. “Are you sure you don’t need some lube?”
“It’ll be fine, he’s not that much bigger than George or Freddie.” Anything Ron might have said was swallowed as Alicia’s sphincter spread over his crown and slid down his length. Alicia’s asshole wrapped around his cock like well fitted glove and he slid in smooth and easily. She wasn’t as tight as his wife, but she was tight enough. “Mm, that’s nice,” Alicia purred as she settled all the way down on him.
“Ready to do your part?”
“Ready and willing,” Bill said with a smile in his voice.
Ron spread his legs a bit more as Bill settled one leg between them. It was weird having his brother’s hairy leg bump against him while he was looking at Alicia’s smooth skin. Ron reached around and cupped her breasts. Suddenly, there was a weird pressure on his cock, and he realized it must be Bill pushing into Alicia as they both made a contended moaning sound.
“Oh my god, that’s filling,” Alicia said with a sigh. She wiggled her hips and settled her weight down a bit. “Ron, Bill’s setting the pace here. For the moment you’re just along for the ride. After I’ve had a chance to adjust to you two, you can start fucking me as well.”
Ron could feel Bill’s hips slowly rock against Alicia, as well as the slightly un-nerving sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her in long, languorous strokes. Alicia moaned loudly, and Bill began to pick up the pace. Ron didn’t have great leverage, but he started to bounce his hips.
“Uh-huh,” Alicia cried out. “Faster.”
Ron put his hands under her hips and pushed her up just a bit. Now that she wasn’t resting her weight directly on him, he began stroke with a bit more force. Her arse squeezed and pulled at him as he increased his pace. He could feel the pressure and movement of Bill’s cock increasing as well. Alicia was panting as her hair swept back and forth over his face.
“You like, that, don’t you, you nasty little girl,” Bill said.
“Less. Talking.” Alicia was panting and moaning, her words separated by several seconds of heavy breathing. “More. Fucking. Oh, God!” she cried out as Ron started to stroke faster. There wasn’t much talking after that, unless you counted Alicia’s inarticulate cries as the two men’s hips slapped against her. Suddenly she let out a high keening wail that Ron recognized as her orgasm. He continued to fuck her hard and fast though, just like she’d told him to do last night.
Apparently, Bill knew the same thing he did, because neither man even slowed down. After a couple of minutes though, she could take no more and fell, limp, down on top of Ron. The pressure on his cock lessened as Bill pulled out of her. Ron slowly rolled his hips under her though. “Your arse is glorious,” Ron whispered in her ear.
“Glad you like it,” she said slowly. The she rolled over and he came came out of her with a pop.
Bill pulled her over and helped her sit up on the edge of the bed, then he handed her one of the bottles of water. She thanked him and took a long drink as he sat back down.
“Ron,” Hermione said as she extended her arms to him, “why don’t you go wash up before, you know.”
“No arse to mouth for you, huh?” Alicia asked as she held the cold bottle to her head. Hermione holding his hands gave him enough leverage to pull himself out of bed.
“That’s… that’s beyond disgusting,” Hermione said. “No. Thank. You.”
Ron tuned out the rest of the conversation as he stumbled into the bathroom and grabbed a wash cloth. He had to agree with his wife on that point. It was one thing for her to suck her own cum off his cock, but the taste of her own arse? He made sure the water was good and hot as he wiped his cock and gave himself a couple of strokes with the wash cloth. Apparently it felt better to Fleur than it did to him.
When he re-entered the room, Alicia was sucking Bill’s cock as Hermione was kissing him. The smallest twinge of jealousy flared in his brain, but he quickly quashed it as he stepped up behind Alicia and ran his fingers along her slit.
“Oh, good, you’re back.” Alicia gave Bill’s erection another kiss on its crown. “Hermione, dear, how do you want to do this?”
“Um, well,” she replied, looking a bit nervous. “What’s the easiest way? It seemed easier this morning than when I just watching you three.”
“This morning?” Ron asked. “I thought you were with Harry and Ginny this morning? How would you?”
“Oh, you kinky, kinky girl.” Alicia interrupted. “Were you in the middle?”
“No.” Hermione was blushing furiously. “One of these days,” she said half to herself, “I’m going to learn to keep my mouth shut.” She looked meaningfully at her husband. “This is your fault. I didn’t used to let out these half-formed thoughts.”
“Wait. What? How? What were you three doing this morning?”
“Don’t worry, Ron,” Alicia said with a chuckle, “I’ll draw you a picture later.” She laughed at the half-confused, half-irritated look Ron gave her.
“I,” Hermione interrupted, “I’m not quite sure how I want to do this. I don’t think like you did, though. Something a little less… athletic maybe.”
“Understandable,” Alicia said. “I wanted Bill to drive since he had more experience with this.” She tapped her finger on her teeth. “Who do you want in your back door?”
“Ron, I think. I know what he feels like in there.” Ron put a comforting hand on her hip as she seemed a bit uncomfortable with being so frank in what was an admittedly odd conversation.
“I’m game,” Bill said. “I’ll take bottom?”
“I think that might be best,” Hermione said.
“Sure,” Ron agreed. Not quite certain if was or not, but not sure he wanted to be back on the bottom of the pile. He walked around the bed and pulled the tube of KY out of the drawer. The warming gel was fun, but they had found that she needed something that provided more lubrication for activities like this. Alicia directed everybody’s placement, and Bill took a moment to make sure Hermione was good and wet before she perched over the top of him and slowly lowered herself down his length.
Alicia took the tube from him and placed a generous dollop on Hermione’s sphincter as he moved into position, straddling Bill’s legs. “Bring your foot up,” Alicia said, tapping his knee. “It’ll give you a better position for stroking in and out, since you’ll be driving this bus.” Ron brought his foot up to where his knee had been. He was relieved not to be in quite so much contact with Bill, he shifted a bit more until they weren’t touching at all.
“Better,” Alicia said before she swallowed him to the root and began to swirl her tongue around is cock. Then she pulled off and spread a generous amount of lube up and down his shaft.
“Hermione,” Alicia asked, as she slowly slid her finger into her the girl’s anus. “How many times have you had anal sex?”
“Five,” Hermione breathed out, “counting this afternoon.”
“Are you sure about this?”
“Does it hurt very much?”
“Not really, but it will feel like there is no room anywhere for anything.”
“I, I want to, sweet Mary and Joseph! How many fingers do you have in there?” Hermione was panting with the effort of taking Alicia’s finger as it slid in and out of her.
“Just one, dear.” Alicia leaned in and kissed Ron. “Be gentle with her, you don’t want to break her.” Ron nodded in agreement, then watched as she removed her finger and took hold of his cock. Once he was at her entrance, Alicia put her hands on his wife’s bum and spread her cheeks apart. “Ready, dear?”
“I,” she let out a long breath. “I think so.” Ron leaned forward and watched her sphincter flex as it reluctantly gave way before his slow and even pressure. “Fuuuuck,” she cried out at his head suddenly penetrated and slipped in up to the collar. He froze, and gave her a moment to adjust to his intrusive presence. The bed began to rock beneath him and he realized Bill was slowly fucking her from below. “Okay,” she said as she took a deep breath.
“God, that is so hot,” Alicia said Ron slowly slid deeper into his wife’s arse. “Deep breaths, sweetie,” Alicia said as she stroked Hermione’s hair. Ron stopped about with only about half of his length in and began to rock back forth.
He could still feel the pressure of Bill’s cock from here, but it didn’t feel quite as intrusive as it had before. Alicia took his hand and placed it on Hermione’s shoulder. Realizing what she intended, Ron pulled back gently on her shoulder until he was all the way inside her. He realized that was his brother’s nuts rubbing against his scrotum, and he almost freaked out. He matched his breathing to the long slow breaths that his wife was taking though, and listened as Alicia talked her through it.
“Start rocking her hips,” Alicia whispered in his ear. “Slowly.”
He took hold of wife’s narrow hips. Her skin was warm and slick with sweat. She moaned high and loud as he pushed her forward and pulled back. Her arse was so tight around him, he felt like he was wearing that cock ring again. He pushed that thought from his mind though, and focused on the here and now.
“Oh, sweetie,” Alicia was whispering to Hermione, “you are so sexy.” Her tone was encouraging. “Taking both those men,” she ran her hands over the other girl’s hips and pushed her hard back against Ron, burying him to the root in her arse. Hermione could only pant and moan as the bed creaked beneath them. Alicia took hold of his wrist and brought his hand down to slap his wife’s ass.
The slap flashed a spark of memory for Ron. “Alicia,” he said as he slapped his wife’s ass again, “spread your legs for her. Make her go down on you.” The look she gave him was at once intrigued and dubious. “Trust me, she had dream about this.”
Ron watched as Alicia climbed up on the bed, leaning against the headboard as she planted her feet on either side of Bill. Ron shifted his weight so that he was back on both knees now. He was pressed down on Bill’s legs, and Hermione grunted with the sudden change of attack on her body. Ron leaned forward. “There it is honey, just like in your dream. Lick her pussy, make her cum. Make me cum.”
Ron dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips. When she lowered her face to the proffered opening, Ron and Alicia both moaned. Ron began to rock her hips back and forth, forcing his wife to fuck him and his brother at the same time.
Her moans grew in intensity, but were muffled as Alicia held her tight to her cunt. “Yes, baby, lick me. Tell me how much you like being fucked like this.” Her moaning increased again as Ron started moving his own hips. He knew he didn’t have long, watching his wife eating another woman was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, and the spasmodic flexing of her anus was driving him wild. As soon as he thought about it, he knew he’d lost it.
With a loud groan he shoved forward and pulled back. He exploded deep in his wife’s arse and it seemed to set her off as well. Just as he was finishing his last spurt, she seemed to peak, and then Bill told her she was making him cum. Ron held her in place as Bill shoved up into her a twitched a couple of times before collapsing back down on the bed. Hermione seemed to go with him, and collapsed and just lay flat on him. Ron slid out of her gently, and was followed by a rush of cum that flowed out her and mixed with what was leaking out her swollen cunt.
He looked toward the bathroom, it seemed like such a long ways off. A minute later he came back with a hot washcloth, a dry towel and his wand. He cleaned his wife off as she cuddled with Bill, and ended up wiping him off as well. The bed he cleaned up with a simple charm from his wand, and the four of them collapsed into bed among mumbled endearments. With a flick of his wand, Ron opened the window and nestled his nose in Alicia’s hair before dropping quickly off to sleep. He was pretty he heard his wife’s soft snores before his started though.