Where’s Fred? {NSFW Shifting Experience}

It was late at night when Fred proposed the idea of surprising me with something the next day.

To be more specific he barged in on me while I was brushing my teeth and it went a little something like this:

"Heyy you!" Fred said as he slammed open the bathroom door, startling me. I gasped with a mouth full of toothpaste which caused me to choke a bit. Fred patted my back a little too hard as I spit the toothpaste out and coughed. "You scared the shit out of me you idiot!" I yelled.

"Oh I hope not!" He said with a chuckle as he reached his hand up to grab my ass but before he could, I turned to face him with my arms crossed. "Do you not know how to knock??" I was tired and annoyed at that moment, but when I made eye contact with him and noticed the cheeky smile on his face. I relaxed a little and became intrigued.

"What's going on in that head of yours?" I asked as I rinsed off my toothbrush and put it back in its place. "I was wondering..." Fred started to speak, his finger scratching at the paint on the doorway, chipping it away.

He took a few seconds to get to the point while I stood there in front of him. My brows raised, waiting for him to speak.

"I was wondering if I could surprise you with something tomorrow?" He said while looking down at me, practically hovering over me while I looked up at him. That cheeky smile still on his face. The way he spoke and handled himself in that moment gave it away that his intentions were far from innocent.

Knowing Fred well enough, I immediately knew that this surprise was going to be sexual in nature. Yet I still asked, "Hmm I'm going to need you to clarify what exactly you mean by that?" I tilted my head, looking at him as he stood there blocking the doorway so that I couldn't leave the bathroom. "Is this surprise of yours something sexual..?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

His smile grew bigger and he nodded his head excitedly. "It's something I've wanted to try out for a long time now." He leaned his face down a bit so that he could whisper the next part to me. "I must tell you that it does have something to do with me being quite the exhibitionist. But I'm sure you've already come to that conclusion...", which he was correct about. My mind was racing with all the possibilities of what he might want to try out. With him nothing is off limits.

Knowing the risks, such as being walked in on or caught in the act by anyone in his family, I agreed. I'm nowhere near as into exhibitionism as Fred is, but I have to admit I do love the thrill of fucking with the possibility of being caught. The rush that comes from it makes things all the much better, but actually being caught is another story. One that I really like to avoid.

After I agreed, his face lit up with pure excitement and he turned his body to allow me to leave the bathroom. "Fantastic! I cannot wait!" He exclaimed but then quickly hushed himself after realizing how loud he just spoke. I turned the light off in the bathroom and we both began walking down the hall. "So, you going to give me any hints as to what exactly you have planned for tomorrow? Or am I going to have to spend all night wondering?" I asked.

"Oh you're going to have to let that mind go wild with the possibilities. I want you up all night trying to figure it out." He said, placing his hand on my back as we walked to the bedroom I shared with him and George. "Willing to bet you won't figure it out until it's actually happening." He whispered in my ear as we reached the door. This sending shivers down my spine.

We said our good nights and settled into our beds and of course I laid there for a while wondering what he had planned. It got to the point where I was driving myself crazy with the possibilities and I knew I needed to let it go. So I did my best to clear my mind and eventually drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning I immediately looked around the room to see if Fred and George were still asleep in their beds. Which they weren't. They were nowhere to be seen. So I took my time and put on a pair of pajama shorts since I slept in just my underwear and a T-shirt.

I had no clue what time it was but the sun was shining brightly through the window and I could smell all the food that Molly cooked for breakfast. I waited for a little while to see if Fred would show up, having no idea when he planned to surprise me. But he never showed so I just assumed he must be downstairs with the rest of the family for breakfast.

I made my way downstairs and into the dining room, joining everyone at the table. "Good morning dear!" Molly exclaimed with a sweet smile. "Sleep well?" Arthur asked with a mouth full of food. Molly gave Arthur a stern look when she noticed he was eating. "Arthur how many times have I told you to wait to eat until all the children are sat at the table!?"

The look on his face made us all chuckle a bit. Looking like a deer caught in the headlights. "Oh that's right! Sorry dear!" He apologized and then counted everyone who was sitting at the table. "Where's Fred?" Arthur asked, looking at George. I felt my heart skip a beat when he mentioned his name. "I don't know!" George replied with shrugged shoulders, a cheeky smile appearing on his face when his father looked away.

Fred and George normally went down for breakfast together so it was very strange for one to be there without the other. This made me worry. What could he possibly be up to? What exactly was this thing he had wanted to try so bad?

I would soon find out.

Molly huffed and crossed her arms. "FREDERICK GIDEON WEASLEY!!! GET DOWN HERE FOR BREAKFAST NOW!" She shouted so loud, causing everyone to jump in their seats. We all waited in silence for a few minutes and when Fred didn't show up Molly sat down, face red and fuming. "Since Fred doesn't want to join us because he's busy doing Merlin knows what, you can all eat now."

Things were tense as we all began to dig into our breakfast. No one spoke for a while but eventually a few conversations started across the table and everything was back to normal. That was when I felt hands grab my knees and I almost jumped out of my skin, catching everyone's attention.

Before anyone could say anything I felt warm lips against my thigh as the hands pushing my knees, parting my legs. It immediately clicked that this was Fred. He must have woken up early before everyone else, went and hid under the table and was waiting this whole time for me to sit down. At this point all I knew was that I needed to draw attention away from myself.

"Oh goodness dear! What happened?" Molly asked with concern. I quickly shook my head and held my hand over my mouth. "I am alright. I just bit my tongue is all. Hurt really bad but I'm okay now." I said with a smile as I lowered my hand down, placing it on the table. She nodded and went back to eating, as did everyone else.

Sitting there with my legs spread under the table, Fred ran his hands up my thighs and hooked his fingers into the waistband of my shorts as well as my underwear. He slid them down while I lifted myself up off the chair just a bit.

The tablecloth was long and draped over my lap so that no one could see I was no longer wearing bottoms.

My heart was beating out of my chest knowing what was happening and that it was going to happen right here, during breakfast. With his whole family at the table.

I tried so hard to stay calm and act as if nothing was going on but that got harder as each second passed. I could feel Fred's warm breath against my skin as he moved himself closer, in between my legs. His finger tracing my thigh before softy brushing against my pussy. This causing me to gasp a bit. So I bit the inside of my lip, hard. In hopes to keep my mouth shut.

At this specific moment I wasn't wet at all, I mean how could I be? Sitting here surrounded by his family while Fred was hiding under the table with his face inches from my vagina.

This didn't last for much longer though as he began to trace gentle circles over my clit with his finger. My breath hitched and my toes curled at the sensation. I couldn't look at anyone, my eyes fixating on my plate of food. Everyone could've been looking at me at this point and I don't even know because I was that focused.

The more he worked his finger on my clit, the harder I bit my lip. My hands lowering to my sides to grip the edges of my chair. As I felt myself growing closer and closer to my climax I let a moan escape my lips. As soon as I did that Fred pulled his hand back, no longer touching me at all. My eyes went wide and I anxiously looked around at the table to see if anyone had heard me.

Of course everyone was looking at me, brows raised, heads tilted, all eyes on me. I thought quickly as to what kind of excuse I could make up in the moment. I began to pretend to chew something and grabbed my fork, stabbing at the pancake on my plate and quickly bringing a piece into my mouth. "Mmm. Mrs. Weasley, these pancakes are so good!" I said with a full mouth, moaning as I chewed. Trying to play off my previous moan as me just enjoying the food.

Thankfully she bought it, at least I hope she did and mostly everyone went back to eating. My eyes darted around the table once more only to see George staring directly at me with a smirk on his face.

I glared at him and then looked down at my plate, poking at and pushing my food around. That's when I felt Fred's wet tongue glide up the inside of my thigh and then softly lick at the entrance of my pussy. His hands gripping my thighs, spreading them apart once again.

I bit my lip and brought my fist up to cover my mouth. Holding back the gasps and moans that desperately wanted to leave my mouth as his tongue entered me, swirling around inside me. The things this man can do with his tongue are indescribable. The way he began to roll and swirl his tongue sent waves of pleasure throughout my body. His fingers digging deep into my thighs, hard enough to leave marks.

His nose rubbing up against my clit as he continued to eat me out. The warm breaths that left his nose as he began breathing heavily, pressing his tongue as deep into me as he possibly could.

This whole time I was shifting in my seat, biting my lip, my tongue, my knuckle. Anything to keep quiet. Thankfully everyone was talking and their conversations were quite loud. So any small noises I may have made were drowned out.

I ended up locking eyes with George a few times as he was staring intently at me. Every time we locked eyes I felt dirty and ashamed yet also kind of turned on. Strange. I know. He clearly knew what was happening, him and Fred tell each other everything. So of course he'd know about Fred's plan.

Since I was trying so hard not to get caught right then and there but also trying to enjoy the sensation of Fred going down on me, the rest of it is hazy.

I know I came twice. How much time passed in between those two, I do not know. But I do remember stuffing food in my mouth to keep myself from moaning. If anyone noticed, no one said anything.

After I came for the second time, my legs were shaking like crazy and Fred slowly pulled himself away from me. He pulled my shorts up from my ankles and struggled a bit to get them back on me completely. But once he did he left a soft kiss on each of my thighs before completely breaking all contact with my body.

Leaving me to finish up breakfast with everyone as if nothing happened... while he stayed hidden under the table.

I was the last one to leave the table. Molly was worried because I was looking flush and thought I was sick. So she cleaned up my plate for me and then offered to walk me to the couch. But I told her I just needed to sit at the table for a little while longer than I'd head up to bed. She insisted on helping me but eventually gave up and went to wash the dishes.

Once the coast was clear I looked under the table only to see... nothing. Turns out he borrowed the invisibility cloak from Harry at some point and used that to stay hidden.