July 26, 1999
Lily smiled at herself in the mirror. She hadn't really been sure what to wear for her date with James Potter. She supposed she didn't really need* to impress him since he already seemed fairly enamoured with her. But on the other hand, she liked looking nice and she rarely had a good reason to bother. Seemed a shame not to take advantage of the moment.
She had opted to put her hair into bun and wear her favourite white sundress that was patterned with dark red roses. It only gave a hint of cleavage and she thought that was more than enough.
For makeup she had decided to use her lipstick that perfectly matched both the shade of her hair and the roses on the dress. She had put on enough eyeliner to make her eyes really stand out but not enough that she looked vaguely gothic, a particular risk because she was so pale. That was definitely not her style, though she wasn't sure what her style was exactly.
Lily left the bathroom and went back to her bedroom to grab her purse. She was feeling sort of nervous, which she didn't expect. She supposed she didn't go on dates with cute blokes very often and when she did they were usually vague acquaintances at best. James Potter was sort of a friend, and a really bloody handsome one at that. And he liked* her.
Lily sighed and wished she had time to smoke a joint. Instead, she left the flat to get on the bus that would take her to the restaurant where James was probably already waiting.
James got off the bus and walked to the restaurant, realising he was already five minutes late to a date he* asked for. He supposed it was only natural that he would find a way to mess up his only chance with Lily Evans.
He wasn't at all surprised that Lily was standing outside the restaurant waiting when he arrived. She looked simply radiant, standing in the sunlight with a smile on her red painted lips. She'd put her hair up. He'd never seen her do that. And she was wearing a dress! He'd only seen her wear skirts for school. She was taking this far more serious than he expected.
"You look sharp, James," Lily said as he approached, his hands in his pockets.
James had opted to wear a white dress shirt and khaki slacks. He was worried if he went too formal he might put her off.
"Cheers. And you too. You look absolutely stunning," James said.
Lily leaned over and planted a kiss on his cheek. James chuckled and lead them into the restaurant.
Lily took a sip of her lemonade then glanced over at James who was grinning shyly. She supposed it was flattering that she reduced someone like James Potter to shyness. In addition to being very good looking, he was normally more confident and outgoing. But now he was sitting across from her and not really saying much while they waited for their food.
Lily lifted her eyebrows and grinned at him. Apparently, she looked silly because he laughed.
"You're laughing at me!" Lily accused, before laughing herself.
"Only because you're hilarious," James said, grinning sheepishly.
Lily huffed, but said, "Cheers."
Lily tried to think up a way to get conversation going. Remus and Sirius were busy bonding over music. Actually, according to Remus, he and Sirius really had bonded over Queen last night. She thought it was a shame they got interrupted by his parents and felt privately pleased that her parents were gone this week.
"So what sort of music do you listen to, James?" Lily asked.
"I listen to a lot of oldies. The Beach Boys, The Beatles, Simon & Garfunkel, that sort of stuff," James said.
"Just oldies? Nothing more current?" Lily asked.
James shrugged, then placed a dark hand on his chin in thought.
"Sometimes I listen to the radio. I like Smashing Pumpkins all right," James said.
"Have you heard Pulp?" Lily asked.
"Yeah, I have. Can't say I fancy them," James said.
Lily frowned. Bonding over music wasn't looking promising.
The food had been superb, James thought. If only the conversation had gone as well. He wondered why he was so damn nervous, until he got a glimpse of Lily's eyes or her smile and immediately felt like he was going to melt. He needed to think quick if this wasn't all going to fall apart.
"So I was wondering, Lily, if you might like to go to the cinema next," James said hopefully.
Lily scrunched up her face with a look of consideration but nodded and said, "Yeah. Sure"
"What would you like to see?" James asked.
"Something horror maybe?" Lily said.
Lily liked horror? This was surprising and exciting.
"Bride of Chucky is out. I've never seen the original films but some blokes at school said it was fun. Gothic horror is more my thing, if I'm being honest. Actually, The Haunting comes out here in September. Have you seen the original?" James asked.
"I'm afraid not. Is it good?" Lily asked.
"Absolutely. I've read the original novel by Shirley Jackson as well," James said.
Lily looked surprised and gave him a sly smile.
"You'll forgive me, I didn't take you for a book reader, James," Lily admitted.
"That's fair. I don't read as much as I should. But I like gothic stories and some horror. Ghost stories especially," James said.
"See, I like horror too. Remus or Dorcas never want to watch it with me. Actually, I don't think Remus likes movies much, just books and music," Lily said.
"I'd be more than happy to watch it with you. I mean I do prefer ghosts and more psychological stuff but I don't mind the odd slasher, I suppose. Scream was great fun, wasn't it?" James said.
Lily laughed and nodded.
"Yes, James, I'd love to go see Bride of Chucky with you," Lily said.
James grinned and looked around for their server.
"That was funny," Lily said.
"Definitely. Bloody weird though," James said.
"It was a love story," Lily said.
"Strange love, that," James observed.
Lily and James had left the cinema and were now just walking along the sidewalk. Lily wasn't sure what they would do now. It was nearly evening.
"A bit, yeah. Say, James. How'd you like to come home with me and watch another movie with me. I've got a bunch on tape," Lily said.
"What about your mum and dad?" James asked.
"They aren't home right now," Lily said, deciding she wasn't going to tell him how long they would be gone for now.
"All right. Sounds cool," James said.
A short bus ride later and they were at Lily's flat. Lily showed James to the sofa where he promptly plopped down. James had never seen A Nightmare on Elm Street before. Lily's favourite was the third film, Dream Warriors, but she thought it best to start with the first one.
After putting the tape in the player Lily sat down on the sofa next to James. She wanted to sit close but not too* close yet, leaving several centimeters between them. She was hoping they'd at least get a good snog in before he left.
"Bloody hell," James said, after the sequence involving a teenage girl being brutally murdered by Freddy Krueger then having her body dragged up the wall to the ceiling before falling down in a giant splash of blood.
"Literally," Lily said and James chuckled.
"Your parents let you watch stuff like this?" James asked.
"They're pretty relaxed, I suppose," Lily said.
"I'm surprised the government didn't ban this with all the Video Nasties," James said.
Lily shrugged and slid a little closer to James while pretending to adjust her body for comfort. Oops, she thought, then smiled at her own cleverness.
James, for his part, seemed tense as the film wore on. He clearly didn't normally watch films this… visceral. She hoped he wasn't getting too little enjoyment out of it. When, Freddy murdered Rod in his cell, James began to lean into Lily. Smoothly, she lifted an arm around his shoulders and squeezed.
"That's ridiculous! All that blood! That doesn't even make sense!" James shouted after the character of Glen, played by Johnny Depp, was murdered.
"It really doesn't, does it?" Lily laughed.
At this point, their bodies were right against each other. Lily kept glancing over at James's full, sensual lips and longing to explore them but she didn't want to interrupt the film. It was nearly over.
At the film's close James laughed when Nancy's mom was pulled through the door.
"That effect was terrible. It didn't at all look like a real person!" James shouted, in the midst of laughter.
Lily laughed as well while nodding. Once the credits started rolling she stopped the tape, leaving the room silent.
"I hope it wasn't too terrible," Lily said.
"No, I loved it. I mean it was a bit gory for my taste, but it's a scary idea, this notion of a man stalking you in your dreams," James said, then licked his lips.
Lily noticed that he was gazing into her eyes and she smiled at him then leaned over and pressed her mouth into his. Lily moved her hands to James's sides. He was solid and lean, and not at all bony like she thought he would be. He trembled in her arms and shifted nervously. He moaned as their lips slid against each other and Lily moaned in response.
Lily lifted her legs onto the sofa and pushed James back, being careful not to let him hit his head on the arm of the sofa, feeling thankful there was a cushion there. Lily placed her hands on his shoulders while their lips messily moved together. James's big hands stroked her back over her dress.
Lily dragged her hands from his shoulders to his chest, where she pressed her hands down, feeling the firmness of his muscles and grasping his shirt with her fingers. Lily moved her mouth to his neck where she sucked hard, making him jump and gasp. She then leaned up and began to undo the buttons of his shirt. His bare chest exposed, she pulled the rest of his shirt open and began to kiss down from his neck to his chest, locating one of his dark nipples, which she lightly sucked on.
"Oh," James said as his hands slid round to her bum and squeezed.
Lily sucked on the other nipple then moved her mouth back to his and pressed their lips together, roughly then leaned up.
"Bedroom?" she asked.
"Yeah," James said and nodded.
James entered Lily's bedroom and flung off his shirt. He then removed his glasses and set them aside on an end table. Lily was pulling her dress over her head and gazing at, what appeared to be, his groin, his erection obvious. James couldn't believe this was happening. He'd be lying to himself if he didn't admit that he'd been hoping for a snog after their date but shagging was something else entirely.
Lily was now smiling at him and removing her bra, which she let fall to the floor. Her breasts were large and nicely shaped. Her nipples were very pale, pink and hard. James liked the shape of Lily's body, her full bosom, wide hips and soft belly. She was tall for a girl and had long legs and thick thighs. His hands could attest to the perfect roundness of her arse.
Everything about her looked real and whole in ways that didn't even make sense to him. She was absolute perfection and he couldn't possibly desire her more. Even her playful smile made him want to come.
She then walked over to him, still in her floral patterned knickers, and gave him a light shove onto the bed. Lily climbed onto the bed then then straddled his groin, resting his prick between her legs.
"Shit," James gasped, afraid he might come if she were to even move to quickly.
"Everything OK?" Lily asked.
"Yes. I've just… I've never done this before," James said.
"That's fine. Don't worry about it," Lily said, reassuringly.
James hadn't even considered the possibility that perhaps this wasn't the first time for Lily. He didn't care though he had to admit he was curious. She seemed far more confident than he felt at the moment.
Lily smiled and leaned over, laying her torso against his, feeling the heaviness of her breasts and the hardness of her nipples against his chest. Her mouth found his and gave him a long, deep kiss with a hint of her wet tongue. She tasted like raspberries. Her pelvis softly rocked, rubbing herself against his prick. His balls ached painfully in his pants and he could feel dampness at the head of his cock.
He moved his hands to her back, feeling the softness of her smooth, pale skin. He then squeezed and held her tightly against him while she sucked on his neck again.
"Fuck," James moaned, feeling his cock twitch in response.
Lily giggled then playfully nuzzled him.
"You're unbelievable, Lily," James said.
Lily smiled and said, "I know," then gave him a wink.
Lily lifted herself up and stroked James's best chest with her hands. God, he was sexy, she thought. His hair was a mess, he had a goofy grin, he didn't seem to know what he was doing, but he was gorgeous, like a big, sexy, bloody idiot.
"What do you say we get your trousers off?" Lily said, then bit her bottom lip.
"Yeah," James said and nodded enthusiastically.
Lily rolled off of him and then scooted down until she was closer to his groin. She then undid his belt, unbuttoned then unzipped his trousers. She then slowly pulled his trousers down, slid off the bed then completely pulled them from his legs.
The bulge in his pants was significant. With some embarrassment she recalled earlier that year when she had shagged Remus on a mutual whim. He had been large to the point of intimidation. She hoped James wasn't that large.
Nervously, she climbed back on the bed and slowly removed his pants, revealing a shaft that was very thick but a great deal shorter than Remus's.
"Hmm," Lily said and wrapped her hand around the shaft, as best she could.
James said nothing, but was breathing heavy through his open mouth. James's foreskin covered nearly all of his cock, even while hard, leaving only just the wet tip of the head protruding from the top. Lily moved her hand to the top of his shaft and slid his foreskin down.
The head of his prick was much wider than the shaft, which was itself quite wide. It felt hard, hot and heavy to her touch. They would need a good amount of lube but she was thankful his penis wasn't as long as Remus's had been.
Lily lightly squeezed and stroked his shaft, letting his velvety foreskin glide with her fingers. Touching the head got some of his sticky pre-cum on her fingers, but she didn't mind, instead just rubbing it into his shaft.
Lily moved her hand down to his balls, which she lightly fondled.
"Careful. They're sore," James said.
Lily nodded. They felt much heavier than she had expected. Lily smiled back up at him as she moved her hand back to his shaft, which she rubbed with the palm of her hand.
Lily began to think about the situation in her knickers. She could feel swollen aching and dampness that was longing to be explored.
"OK. My turn," Lily said and flopped over on her back next to him with a grin.
James lifted himself off the bed. Lily's legs were spread apart before him, her index finger casually tracing the top edge of her knickers. James climbed between her legs and knelt before her. He bent over and grasped her knickers with two hands and pulled down, revealing a full mound of a curly, dark red hair, barely hiding her slit. Warmth and a pleasant musk emanated enticingly and he lowered his face to the hair and inhaled, letting out a small, pleased sound.
Lily made her own happy sound and he felt her fingers playing with the back of his hair. He dragged his face down to her slit, letting his nose slide between the lips, feeling her soft, hot flesh as she moaned and clenched her legs.
James pulled his face away and spread her lips apart, so he could get a clear look at the swollen flesh inside. He licked his lips, suggestively and smiled up at her. Lily looked excited and tense. Oh, the times he'd wanked himself, fantasizing about pleasing her with his mouth. Nothing was more exciting than imagining himself making her come.
The only trouble was that he'd never actually eaten a pussy before. He'd read books in bookstores when adults weren't looking, he'd watched internet porn and looked for advice online. Mostly, he had practised, sometimes on fruit, like oranges or grapefruit and sometimes on his own hand. It wasn't the same thing, but it was some sort of practise. Having the ability to pleasure his partner was important to James Potter and he didn't want to fuck it up.
James lowered his face and made a slow lap from beneath the nub of her clitoris. Lily squealed in response, making James smile. He lapped again, enjoying the bitter and salty taste of her flesh and the smell of her musk.
James steadily lapped her clit while she fumbled aimless with his hair and let out hard, ragged breaths and quiet moans. He could feel his own cock, hard, urgent and aching to be touched, twitching at her pleasure.
"Are you sure you've never done this before? That's just… lovely," Lily moaned.
James didn't respond, preferring to keep his face buried in her hot flesh, slowly ramping up the speed of his tongue.
"Fuck, James. You're gonna make me come so hard," Lily said, her voice becoming high and strained.
James didn't stop or change his rhythm. He knew he had her right where he wanted her as long as he kept going.
Lily began to whimper and her legs were squeezing agains him hard. Thinking about her coming nearly made him* feel like coming and he wondered if he could get off just by focusing on her orgasm. He supposed he better try and not come for now.
Finally, Lily let out a gasp and moaned loudly.
"Oh. Ohhhh, shit!" Lily moaned, and he felt her pull on his hair gently as her body shook.
James really could feel himself nearly come and it took a great deal of mental effort to control himself, as she moaned her body continued to shudder with pleasure. He wasn't sure his balls had ever ached this bad.
Eventually, Lily relaxed and was breathing hard. She tapped his forehead and he moved his face away from her groin, a huge grin on his face.
"Very good, James. Now lie down," Lily said.
Lily didn't know exactly how the fuck James Potter had learned to give head that good and she didn't care. She hopped off the bed and pulled a condom out along with the lube. She tossed the condom to James who removed it from its wrapper and unrolled it onto his shaft with a small amount of effort.
Lily poured a generous amount of lube into her palm, set the bottle aside and then climbed onto the bed. Quickly, she rubbed the lube all over his shaft, James looking down with intensity. Lily then climbed on top of his body and leaned over, kissing him deeply, then pulling away and whispering in his ear, "I'm going to fuck the bloody hell out of you, James Potter."
James gulped and smiled with enthusiasm. Lily positioned his prick near her hole, holding the shaft with a hand. Even after coming she still felt an empty ache that longed to be filled. James's thick shaft was more than up to the task, though getting it inside comfortably wouldn't be simple. At least she had experience with this sort of problem.
Lily gently pushed herself down on the tip of his cock, immediately feeling it begin to stretch her. James reached down and rubbed her clit, helpfully. She greatly appreciated his devotion to her pleasure.
Lily began the process of pushing on and off his shaft, letting more and more of it slide inside of her. Even though he was very thick, she was confident that she could get all of his shaft inside of her, a confidence that bore true after several minutes and she was pushed all the way down on him, feeling unbelievably filled.
Lily rubbed his well toned chest, lightly pinching his nipples as she began to rock her pelvis, letting him very slowly slide out of her before pushing back down, enjoying the sensation of being filled again and again.
James was breathing hard and once again trembling. He stared up into her eyes. She could see the adoration projecting from his hazel eyes. She'd had sex before with Dorcas Meadowes and Remus but that was different. They were just friends and in many ways they'd only been experimenting. But as James's eyes were brimming with tears she realised this was bigger and more important. She was shagging a boy who really liked her and she sort of liked him too.
Lily began to to rock harder and faster. James clutched her sides and almost looked distressed.
"I can't hold on, Lils. I'm gonna come," James said, then let his hands slide down to her arse and squeeze.
Lily bounced on his cock as hard as she could and he threw his head back, letting out a loud howl of moan. She could feel his cock pulse inside of her and she squeezed her vaginal muscles tightly.
"Unnnhh," James groaned as Lily continued to fuck him, his cock still spasming inside her.
Lily bent over, still rocking and kissed his open mouth, unable to resist how sexy he looked as he came. His body relaxed, his arms falling to his sides. He stared at her in wonder, euphoria on his face.
Lily lifted off his prick, which was rapidly going soft. She rolled to his side, glancing at his prick, startled by how much of his spunk filled the condom.
"I should talk to my parents about getting on the pill," Lily said.
"Why?" James said.
"Better safe than sorry. I mean… if we're going to continue doing this," Lily said and gave him a sly smile.
James's eyes went wide.
"That sounds great… but I do wonder… did it mean anything for you?" James said and his eyes looked worried.
Lily smiled and nodded.
"I'm not sure what it means but it definitely means something. I like you, James Potter. This… wasn't my first time having sex. But this was different. It was better. I felt* something, something I want to continue to explore if you'll allow me," Lily said.
James grinned with excitement.
"Absolutely," James said then glanced at the clock.
"I should leave. Your folks will be home soon, surely," James said.
"Nope. They are gone all week, actually. You could stay… if you wanted," Lily said.
James looked at her with surprise.
"I'll have to lie to my parents and tell them with Sirius," James said.
Lily smiled, feeling warm and giddy. Was this love she was feeling? If it was then Lily was confident she never wanted to stop feeling it. She wanted to lose herself in it and bask in its overwhelming glory.
