The Last Horcrux/Hogwarts/Slytherin House/Dormitories/End of first day
You and Lily head back to the first year dormitory sharing conspiratorial looks and whispers. You had such fun exploring the castle with her, and you feel you will remember this evening for the rest of your life.
You are both drenched from the rain, and you actually have leaves and small twigs stuck in your hair somehow. You need a shower, so you get a towel and head to the shower room, which you have to share with the second year girls.
You step into a stall, close the door and start the water running. As the water starts to heat up, you take off your wet clothes and leave them in a pile to be washed later. You step under the cascade of hot water and sigh as the warmth seeps into your body. Then you hear footsteps, and see a pair of small feet belonging to a girl walk past through the gap under the door. Someone, presumably Lily, steps into the shower stall next to yours.
“Is that you Lily?” You ask.
“Yes,” she answers simply.
What else can you say to her? You want to tell her to come and shower with you. You want to tell her how much you want to kiss her all over, but you are afraid.
“The hot water is really nice,” Lily says, as you hear her step into the shower.
The thought of her standing naked and soaking wet just a few feet away from you is both incredible and unbearable at the same time. You start to wash yourself, pausing when your hands run over your tiny breasts. You don’t think you’ve ever longed for the touch of another as much as you do now.
You wait until Lily goes, standing under the hot steamy water until your skin starts to flush from the heat. You can feel your heart beating, and you feel sick in your stomach from excitement and fear.
What if Lily doesn’t like you? She’s such an innocent girl. She probably doesn’t even think about sex yet, and here you are, a perverted little slut of a lesbian lusting over her. You want her so much, but you don’t want to frighten her or hurt her, ever.
You finally stop the shower, towel yourself mostly dry, then wrap the towel around you for decency, and head back to your dormitory room, carrying your dirty clothes with you. The feel of the cool flagstones on your feet is delicious, as is the cool air on your hot bare skin. If you were at home, you would be naked, letting the water evaporate off of you to cool down, but here there are others to consider.
When you get back to your room, you see that Lily is already in bed in the bottom bunk below yours, wearing some faded old pyjamas with animal prints on them. She was reading a book, but puts it down and looks up at you when you enter.
“Tonight was so fun Emily,” she says, looking blissfully happy, “I don’t care that we got in trouble, it was worth it.”
You smile at her and sit down on the edge of her bed, having to tuck your towel in a little tighter to stop it slipping off of you.
“It was brilliant wasn’t it?” You agree with her, “we can do it again sometime, but maybe during the day, and without the broom flying. I don’t want to get expelled.”
“No,” Lily agrees, “me neither.”
A moment or two passes, the two of you silent in each others company, not looking at each other.
“Lily,” you ask her, “do you want a cuddle?”
“Yes,” Lily agrees, then lets out a little “oh,” of surprise when you get into bed with her under the blanket.
She immediately hugs you, wrapping her arms around you. You hug her back, feeling her warm body against yours, smelling the clean scent of her shampooed hair, which you gently stroke with your hand.
“I’m so glad I’ve met you Emily,” Lily says, “I know we’ve only known each other for a couple of days, but I just know we’re going to be best friends.”
I want to be more than just friends though, you think to yourself, and give her a kiss on her cheek, not wanting to push her too far.
Lily makes a happy noise, then looks at you shyly for a moment. She looks away, then looks back, and then it’s as though you simply fall into one another’s eyes. She is so beautiful. Pure and innocent, her deep blue eyes like crushed sapphires. You can’t help but gaze into her eyes, and she gazes back into yours. You feel you could become lost in her eyes, remaining there for an eternity.
You kiss her, quickly and suddenly. Her lips are so soft, and she yields to your passion. You taste her lips, her mouth, your tongue dancing against hers. You hold her face gently in your hands, stroking her and kissing her deeply.
You pull away for a instant, and giggle, embarrassed, and she laughs too, but only a heartbeat passes before you are kissing her again and again, all the passion of your life focused into a single moment. You kiss her, and stop, then kiss her again. Every time she gives herself to you, and returns your passion. You shift your body until you are lying on top of her, your bare legs against the soft cotton of her pyjamas, only your damp towel between your body and hers.
You stop kissing her for a moment, and look into her eyes again. It’s as though she’s hypnotised by you, looking at you in awe and expectation, knowing what you want from her and knowing what you will do to her. You sit up and take off your towel.
Lily’s eyes dart down to the sight of your small breasts and your rock hard nipples, just for an instant, then she’s looking in your eyes again, a look that tells you this is very naughty but I love it. She bites her bottom lip, and this drives you over the edge.
You hold her down and kiss her again, pressing your damp and naked flesh against her pyjama clad body. She is helpless, but returning your kisses with a passion that surprises you. You can’t help but rub yourself against her, your pussy against her mound of venus, feeling the soft cotton rubbing against your clitoris. There’s no pretending now, no games of teasing, she knows you want her for sex and she likes it!
You reach up and feel her nipples through her top. She is erect and excited too, and her nipples feel bigger than yours even though her tiny breasts are smaller. You give her a grin that reveals your desire, and she smiles back, blushing red as you gently massage and pinch her nipples.
“Is that nice?” You whisper, “you you like it?”
Lily nods eagerly.
“Can I take your top off?” You ask her.
She glances over at your bedroom door, which is still slightly open.
“Oh fuck!” You whisper fiercely, and rush out of bed to close and lock it.
When you turn around, you can see Lily staring at your naked body, slowly changing from a girl’s into a beautiful woman. Her eyes roam over you, taking in your growing breasts, your tummy, your hips and the small patch of dark hair between your legs.
You walk over to her. Slowly. Seductively. Letting her look at you, enchanting her with your beauty. As you get closer, she looks up to you and falls into your eyes again.
“Take your clothes off Lily,” you say to her simply.
She does as you say, entranced, like a rabbit in headlights, swiftly taking off her top to reveal her pale white skin, her tiny perky little breasts and hard pink nipples, then she slips off her pyjama bottoms, her pussy still hidden by the blanket.
You step closer to her and pull the blanket away, the only thing protecting her innocence from your desire. Her pale smooth legs and tummy are delicious, and her virgin pussy has only the faintest fuzz of pale blonde hair.
You look her in the eyes again, and she surrenders to you totally. You get into bed with her, pulling the blanket over you both, and press your naked body against hers for the first time ever.
“Oh…” Lily gasps as your warm naked skin makes contact with hers.
You sigh with pleasure and start to kiss her again. Rubbing your body against hers, kissing her deeply and roughly this time. You take her wrists in your hands and hold them down above her head, as if you’ve captured her and she has to let you do whatever you want to her. You alternate between kissing her and gazing at her in awe. You feel your nipples brushing against hers, and you start to rub your pussy against her mound again.
“Oh Lily, Lily…” you moan and sigh with pleasure, “Lily… fuck…”
Lily seems to shy to moan or speak, but lets out little sighs and gasps when you stop kissing her for a moment. You kiss her face, and move down to kiss her neck, licking and tasting her flesh, your pussy moving down to hump her thigh, making you nearly cry with the deliciousness of the pleasure.
“Oh Lily,” you cry out, trying to keep quiet, “oh God.”
The feeling of her skin against your vulva is incredible. By now you are soaking wet, and your pussy is smearing your juices all over her thigh as you hump her. You let go of one of her wrists but keep the other pinned. You open her legs and slip down her thigh a little further, gaining access to her most secret place. You brush your fingers against her vagina lips and find she’s hot and aroused, her pale skin flushing red from excitement.
You find your way between her hot wet lips and slip a finger into her pussy. She lets out a little squeal of pleasure and surprise, then lets out a louder squeal that makes you press your other hand over her mouth so the girls next door don’t hear you. You feel her soft wet vagina enveloping your finger, and insert another into her tight virgin sex, gently rubbing your thumb over her clitoris.
She squeals into your hand, but whether in pleasure or protest, you don’t care. You have her where you want her, and she is your prize to take and fuck now. You don’t think you’ve ever been this excited in your life before, and you start to frantically rub yourself off on her thigh. You are soaking wet, and your juices make your pussy glide along her leg with ease, heightening your pleasure as you hump her like a horny rabbit.
You kiss her again, stifling her squeals of pleasure with your mouth instead of your hand. She’s so fucking gorgeous. She’s just a gorgeous wet thing. You finger her and hump her until you orgasm powerfully on her leg, wave after wave of pleasure throbbing through your young cunt. You gaze into her eyes, and she gazes into yours as you come with her for the first time.
You close your eyes and rest, just for a moment, catching your breath. You slip off of her, lying alongside her, and reach up to her breasts with the hand you were groping her pussy with. You massage her erect nipples with her own sex juices, and she gasps and sighs, managing to keep quiet enough that you don’t have to gag her or kiss her again. Instead, she stares into your eyes as you slowly pleasure her, masturbating her body with the expertise you’ve honed by pleasuring your own.
You move down from her nipples, back to her pussy, but this time you focus on her clitoris. Getting your fingers wet from her pussy, you start to rub two fingers either side of her clit, slipping it between them, slowly at first, then faster and faster as her pleasure grows. As you masturbate her, you alternate between kissing her again, and sucking on her nipples. You kiss and lick and suck on her nipples, and very gently bite them, making her nearly howl and cry with pleasure that she struggles to keep quiet.
You start to frig her ever more frantically, until she starts to moan with pleasure and you have to cover her mouth again. You tease her by varying your pressure, first hard, then softer, making her body beg for more, then harder again, bringing her closer and closer to the edge, then backing off. Years of pleasuring your own pussy are finally paying off as you edge her closer and closer to orgasm.
When she finally comes, she is gazing into your eyes, hungry for pleasure even as you feed it to her. Her whole body tenses and shakes slightly, and she has to take your hand off her pussy as she orgasms all over your fingers, making them even more wet.
When you finally take your hand of off her mouth, you bring up your wet fingers to her, and she obediently licks them clean, all the while gazing into your eyes, still hypnotised.
“You are so fucking gorgeous Lily,” is all you can say to her, but deep inside, your heart is singing with love.
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