Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires – Chapter 27 – Ron’s Happy Birthday Part Two – Afternoon Delight

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires
Chapter Twenty-Seven – Ron’s Happy Birthday Part Two – Afternoon Delight

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, cream pie, grope, hp, magic, spank, unif

Ronald Weasley had just had an exceptional dream; in it, Hermione had come to his bed in her slutty school uniform, tight floral panties and an extremely horny demeanor. His dream was so vivid, so life-like, that it felt almost real. Little did Ron know however, that it was no dream that he had experienced so vividly, but a real life encounter. Instead of plowing an imaginary Hermione, he had actually fucked his younger sister, pumping her young teen twat full of his potent and hot sticky cum. Ginny couldn’t complain however; the darkness masked who she was actually fucking, and although it had been Ron fucking her, she invariably thought she had Harry’s big dick lodged her tiny crevice. Either way, Ron’s fifteenth birthday had started out exceedingly well; not only did he get some sweet teenage pussy while he slept in, but much more had already been planned for later that day. Fleur Delacour had already agreed to fuck him and Harry later that evening for saving her little sister Gabrielle. Had she known that Harry had actually violated while unconscious at the bottom of the lake, she would’ve been less appreciative of what they had done for her sister.

While Ron awaited a fun-filled evening, Hermione was formulating her own devious plan to seduce Ron into giving her the location of the Spellbook of Desires. Hermione was desperate; otherwise she would have never considered using her teenage sex appeal to seduce anyway save Ron to get what she wanted. Malfoy’s continued sexual depravity and insatiable lust for her and her friends had led Hermione into doing something drastic and extremely repulsive. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Ron in that way; it was just that time and again, she had been forced, tricked or enchanted into performing often embarrassing and devious sexual favors for both her friends and enemies. She did find comfort in the fact that this time she would be doing it under her own will and with someone she had a crush on. Not only that, it was Ron’s birthday, and seducing him would be one birthday present he’d never forget.

Hermione had formulated her new plan after seeing her good friend Ginny Weasley walking up the girls’ stairs looking disheveled, satisfied and exhausted. She also caught a glimpse of something that looked an awful lot like cum running down her inner thigh, which made her wonder what the hell she had been up to in the boys’ room when Harry wasn’t even there. The mystery was an odd one, but Hermione had much more important things to think about as she walked up to her room and got ready for her morning classes. There would be no time to seduce Ron before classes began, so Hermione planned to do it in between classes during the lunch hour. Her attire was plenty slutty enough to ensnare Ron, with a hiked up skirt and unbuttoned blouse, but Hermione wanted to add a couple more necessities before making her move.

She pulled off her tight cotton panties and threw on a ridiculously small and tight white thong she had buried deep in her trunk. She had never considered wearing the underwear due to the obvious sexual innuendo associated with such attire, but now that such measures were necessary, Hermione donned the dubious lingerie and pulled her hiked up skirt over it. She made a mental note not to bend over while having her skirt affixed so high, because even the slightest movement would reveal her juicy teen ass to the entire school. Satisfied that her clothing was slutty, but not too slutty, Hermione left her room and headed for her first class.

Ron woke with a start after Harry nudged his shoulder. Apparently, Harry had run down to the Owlery, sent out an order form and returned. Ron was a little disconcerted; it had felt like he hadn’t gotten a minute of sleep since Harry had left.

‘Jeez, what time is it Harry?’ Ron mumbled while he struggled into a sitting position on his bed.

‘Time for class!’ Harry said urgently, knowing that if they lingered any longer they would be reprimanded by Professor McGonagall.

‘I was having such a good dream!’ Ron whimpered, as he pulled off his sheets and got ready for class. Neither Ron nor Harry took notice of Ron’s bed sheets; they were soaked in both sweat and cum from both Ron and Ginny.

‘Oh… I got another present for you!’ Harry said suddenly, pulling out a couple vials of some new potion he had obviously concocted using the Spellbook of Desires. ‘This little baby is a little potion I brewed from the pages of our favorite book’

‘What does it do?’ Ron replied, taking one of the bottles from Harry in the process.