AN: Feels like forever since I last updated! FFnet was crashed for a few hours too right when I went to post, but I stayed up for a while and now it's back. Hope you like it. :)

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Chapter 36:

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Finally it was time for school to once again resume. Bright and early Monday morning Lily was woken up by Becky Bunnyheart jumping onto her bed to apply a smattering of kisses all over her face. Becky had become something of a personal alarm clock and soon she dragged Lily out of bed and downstairs to the indoor baths. The wells outside were still frozen and fresh snow had fallen during the night.

Hermione was waiting in the courtyard together with her own apprentice Gabrielle, both in their long black robes and black lace panties. Lily gave Hermione a kiss and Becky took Gabrielle's hand as the two younger girls went off to classes of their own, already chatting and gossiping. Lily and Hermione clasped hands as well and they started up the stairs toward the main building, marching through a gentle sift of snow in their high heels with all the other girls rushing about with books and brooms so they wouldn't be late.

Their schedules were the same as last term and first class of the day was Arithmancy. Professor Vector was already there and she took the time to greet Hermione personally, the two women embracing, chatting briefly about their holidays. Hermione was the only one who could coerce genuine smiles out of Professor Vector and even a few chuckles as well, a blush on her cheeks as she leaned a hip on her desk, clad in that elegant gown of satin burgundy that clung to every curve of her slender figure.

Lily had greeted the instructor as well but mostly she was looking about the classroom in a sort of dismay, sad faced and lost at the idea of whole another six months of this subject. At least in the summer time it had been bright and sunny but now the dusty room was lit by candles even in the morning, a gray gloom out the windows and claws of ice clutching at the glass. Girls were taking their seats and opening their textbooks and Hermione and Professor Vector accelerated their conversation quickly, forcing out as much chatter as they could before it was time for class to begin. Professor Vector then told Hermione to take her seat and Hermione smiled at Lily and took them to their usual desks toward the back of the class.

Lily sat down and her heart sank in her chest as the lecture began. The holidays were truly gone. No more sleeping in, no more goofing off and having sex all day. The professor was writing on the chalkboard. Hermione was sitting with her back straight, quill in hand, already taking notes. Lily looked around sadly at all the other girls, at the blank faces, the vacant looks of concentration, and then she sighed and turned to Hermione.

"The term only just began and I'm already sick of it," she whispered.

Hermione smirked at her and spoke in an equal whisper. "Just remember Lesbomancy."

A flicker of hope in Lily's chest. She had almost forgotten. Lesbomancy. The very word filled her with excitement. Her eyes gained focus and she started nodding slowly while Professor Vector droned on.

"Yeah, Lesbomancy," she whispered, finally beginning to smile.

Hermione smiled as well and gave her a little eye roll and then resumed focus on Professor Vector. Lily managed to turn her focus to Professor Vector as well but she was paying more attention to her pretty face and the pretty way that burgundy satin clung to her hips and bottom.

Arithmancy wasn't so bad and it got easier to struggle through from there. Hermione did a lot to keep her spirits up, an encouraging smile every now and then, holding her hand, a quickie in the corridor before Transfiguration. They had been running late and since the class had already started they spun into each other's arms and pressed their mouths together, Hermione backed up against the wall, Lily on tiptoes. An oilpainting beside them scoffed and turned up her nose and Lily and Hermione ignored it and they slipped their hands into each other's panties. They moaned quietly, faces flushed, staring into each other's eyes, and they orgasmed together just as another girl who was late came down the corridor.

The girl paused, a mousy little thing with wide brown eyes, and stared at their hands which were buried in each other's panties. Lily and Hermione were panting, taken by surprise, and then they took their hands out of each other's panties and smiled and straightened their robes. The small brownhaired girl dropped her eyes and hurried past them into the classroom and Lily and Hermione followed just after, blushing, sharing a sly smile.

The day wore on and soon the promised time had come. Lesbomancy. Lily had been staring at the clock all through that last lesson and when class was dismissed she all but jumped out of her chair. Hermione was lagging behind with her books while Lily was skipping through the corridor and Lily had to wait for Hermione to catch up, calling to her, telling her to hurry.

And even with all Lily's eagerness they still weren't the first to arrive at the Chambers of Lesbomancy. Lily had been slowed down by Hermione or perhaps the other girls were actually more excited. Veronica was among them, purplehaired and large breasted, already naked. Lily began undressing as well, shrugging off her robe and hanging it on a hook, lowering her black lace panties. Hermione was still unbuttoning her butterfly brooch, taking her time, removing the robe and hanging it with elegance. Lily giggled and pulled Hermione's panties down herself, taking the hipband in her hands and squatting down, smiling at the reveal of that smooth looking pussy and leaning forward to lick it. A few nearby girls giggled and Hermione laughed and swatted at Lily's head while stepping out of the panties. Lily rose up again and hung them on a hook and then she noticed two new students.

Rosalie and Pansy.

Hermione hadn't told Lily about Rosalie's transfer and it was a big surprise. Lily grinned broadly as she laid eyes on that pair of blondes, Rosalie golden and elegant, Pansy bleached and skanky. Lily hadn't seen either of them at all since last term and she was oddly overjoyed, especially by the sight of Rosalie. She had her robe off and her naked body was positively incredible, young and long legged, medium breasts, trim waist, perfect peachcolored skin. Not a chromosome out of place in all that amazing idealotion of blonde teenage gorgeousness.

Rosalie had noticed Lily there too and she had been glancing at her discreetly when Lily saw her and flew in a rapture of recognition.

"Rosalie! Pansy! Oh my god, what are you guys doing here?!"

Both blondes were taken off guard as Lily hugged them, Rosalie first, then Pansy, all of them bare chested, much to the awkwardness of the ladies of uptight House Rose.

Rosalie had blushed at the embrace and now she glanced suspiciously at Hermione. "Didn't Granger tell you?"

Hermione supressed a flicker a jealousy and merely smiled friendlily. Lily glanced at Hermione and back at Rosalie but it was Pansy who answered.

"We're transferring for the rest of the term," she said.

Lily grinned at that and gave them both another hug. "That's so great," she said. "You guys sit with us, okay?"

Rosalie nodded and spared one more competitive glance at Hermione who narrowed her eyes and took Lily's hand possessively.

Meanwhile, over by the altar, Fleur was arranging a display of sex toys. Strapons, dildos, handcuffs. She was wearing her pink sling bikini and pink high heels and Ginny smiled at those luscious legs as she went over and put her hands at Fleur's hips from behind.

Fleur straightened and turned around, coming face to face with her favorite redhaired student, and Ginny smiled up at her cockily.

"Hey, babe," she said.

Fleur chuckled at the flirty tone but she also glanced at the rest of the class and pushed at Ginny's hands. "Ginny, behave yourself," she said. "In class, I am still your teacher."

Ginny giggled and backed away a step. "If you say so."

Fleur blushed and clucked her tongue at the younger girl. "Sit down, sit down," she said. "Goodness gracious. Save zat for after class."

Ginny smirked and turned around and Fleur gave her a little spank on her bottom to get her going.

Most of the girls were seated in the pit of pillows by now, surrounded by those golden braziers of incense that emanated a sweet white smoke. It was warm in the room despite the iced-over windows and most of the girls were in pairs. Lily and Hermione were in a loose quartet with Rosalie and Pansy, Lily grinning, Pansy grinning as well in excitement, Rosalie and Hermione sharing catty glances. Carmilla was with Laura. Veronica was on her own, lounging there against a pillow, still not ready to tie herself down to just one girlfriend. Daphne was by herself as well but Ginny took a seat beside her and the two smiled and clasped hands. They were very close bed buddies, even now when they both had proper girlfriends.

Lily was smiling and looking about, feeling warm waves of familiarity from the sight of the naked bodies of all her friends that she hadn't seen in so long, but then her smile drooped a little. Where were the Patil twins? Lily had seen them earlier in the day but they weren't here. Were they skipping? They had been quite estranged since they had returned to Salem. Maybe they thought Lesbomancy together would be too awkward and they decided to ditch.

"Where's Padma and Parvati?" Lily whispered to Hermione.

Hermione seemed to have noticed as well and she shrugged. "I don't know."

Fleur had taken the roll call from her desk and now she came striding over to the front of the class. The sight of her glorious body in that sling bikini of pink silk soothed away Lily's anxieties and instantly she was smiling again and waiting for Fleur to commence her favorite class.

"Good afternoon, class," said the professor.

The class smiled and responded in their usual chorus.

"Good afternoon, Professor Delacour."

Only Rosalie and Pansy had been silent. Pansy had smiled at the reception they gave the professor but Rosalie had snorted as if such kindergarten girlishness was below her.

Fleur was smiling at them and she chuckled once at all those familiar faces.

"I must say, it warms my heart to see you all again," she said. "I hope you're all as excited for a new term of Lesbomancy as I am."

Eager nods, excited murmurs. Carmilla kissed Laura's neck and inhaled her scent and Lily grinned at Hermione and Veronica smirked at a pair of naked girls across the pit she'd had her eye on.

Fleur smiled and then gestured toward the blonde newcomers, Rosalie and Pansy. "Also, let me introduce some new students," she said. "Rosalie Redthorn and Pansy Parkinson. I trust you will make zem feel very welcome."

Rosalie had a mixed reputation at Salem, popular in some circles, despised in others, and in this Lesbomancy class which was composed mostly of girls from House Violet and House Lily she did receive a narrow look or two, a snort, a shake of the head. Rosalie bore these looks with expressionless arrogance but Pansy offered a shy smile as if she wanted them to like her. Pansy had really changed a lot from that pathetic bully they had known at Hogwarts.

Fleur had looked back at the altar and now she began the lesson.

"Now," she said. "Zis term we will be focusing on toys and other apparatus."

She was circling around the altar and a few girls craned their necks for a better look. On the altar was a vast collection of vibrators and dildos and gags and harness and a long row of different colored strapons. Fleur swept her hand over them and went on.

"Everything you need will be supplied for you in class, but I will also include a list so zat you can buy your own if you wish," she said. "Everything you need can be acquired from Madam Delacour's Decadent Delights in town, which just so happens to be run by my dear mama. Simply mention to her you're a student of mine and she will offer you half off on all school related items."

Lily and Hermione smiled to each other, remembering their first trip to that store. Other girls were also exchanging excited glances and it was fairly obvious that Madam Delacour's Decadent Delights would be seeing increased business over the next few weeks.

Fleur picked up one of the objects from the altar and came around to the front of the class again. It was a cute pink strapon and she was holding it by the shaft daintily with the pink leather straps dangling.

"Today we will begin with a classic instrument of all Lezbomancers – ze strapon."

The girls looked at that rod of pink plastic. It was long and thick and some of them squirmed on the pillows just from the thought of it sliding inside them.

Fleur smiled at the intrigue on their pretty faces and went on. "Last term we all had ze distinct pleasure of witnessing Lily's prowess with a strapon. I'm sure you all remember."

All the girls glanced at Lily, some giggling, some smirking. Lily blushed, recalling how she had penetrated the ass of every girl in class, and hoped this lesson would be just as fun.

Fleur smirked as well and then went on again. "As you recall, Lily had a very special strapon zat was enchanted for ze wearer to feel every thrust," she said. "Ginny, as well, owns a similar strapon zat she acquired during ze holidays."

"She does?" Daphne asked, turning to Ginny.

Ginny smirked at her. "It was a Christmas present from Fleur."

Then she rose from the pit and flicked her wand to summon it. The strapon appeared around her hips, buckled tightly, and the thick red shaft only drooped slightly. There were a few gasps from the girls and some open mouths and some of them reached to touch it. The shaft stiffened at the touch of those slender fingers, making them giggle, and Ginny turned with a grin to Fleur.

"Will you be needing a demonstration, Professor Delacour?" she asked her politely.

Fleur smiled at the offer. "Actually, yes—but zis time I'll be needing your vagina, not ze strapon."

Ginny pouted at that and flicked her wand again to make the strapon disappear.

Fleur smiled and gestured at the floor.

"Since the altar is occupied, we will have to do it on ze floor," she said.

Ginny climbed the three small steps out of the pit and came around and lowered herself onto the carpet there before the altar. She was utterly naked and already excited between her legs and she spread her thighs while gazing up at the voluptuous body of her girlfriend and that long pink strapon protruding from her hips. Fleur, meanwhile, was speaking to the class.

"Unlike Lily and Ginny, ze rest of us will have to make do with regular strapons of plain plastic," she said. "Which does have some perks of its own. For one thing, it allows us a greater amount of control. Without any feel, we can focus entirely on ze pleasure of our partner. Ze dynamic is very one-way, but quite romantic as well. Zere is some distance, yes, but watching your lover climax, face to face, while you yourself remain completely clear in ze mind can be quite an exquisite thing."

The girls smiled at that and nodded, eager for the demonstration. Fleur laughed and gave a smirk.

"And let's face it—even Lily and Ginny don't have the stamina to keep their strapons up indefinitely," she said. "Plastic, however, will never droop."

Fleur flicked the tip of her plain plastic strapon and made it bobble and the rest of the class laughed. Ginny was still down there on the floor, legs open, waiting, and now she cleared her throat insistently.

Fleur looked down at her and remembered she had a class to teach.

"Ah, yes," she said. "Enough lectures. Let us, begin, hm?"

Ginny smiled and opened her legs even more as Fleur settled down on her knees. She was stroking her pussy with her fingers and squirming her hips, biting her bottom as she stared at that huge pink dildo. The rest of the class were shuffling forward, leaning on the rim of the pit for a better view, smiling, grinning.

Fleur put her hands on Ginny, stroking her sides, and she still had a few words for the class.

"As always, we prepare for penetration with a little foreplay," she said. "We must warm her up a little and make her want it, hm?"

That last part was directed at Ginny and now she was leaning down to Ginny's mouth. Ginny moaned as Fleur's tongue came inside and loosened her jaw and she arched her body upwards with that stiff shaft poking at her tummy.

Lily grinned at all this and glanced at Rosalie to see what she thought. Rosalie seemed guardedly stunned. Whatever she had thought Lesbomancy might be like she was surprised at what it actually was. Pansy was just grinning.

Fleur continued kissing Ginny for a while and then she lowered her mouth to Ginny's breasts. They were only small little mounds on her chest but the nipples were stiff and sensitive and Ginny twitched and gasped as Fleur licked at them and suckled. Finally the instructor went even lower to between the girl's thighs and then she licked at that already moistening vagina, lapping at it long and hard, making it even more wet.

Ginny moaned needfully, her face flushed and red, and eventually Fleur rose up again and spoke to the class.

"As you can see, she is now quite wet," she said. "Aren't you, Ginny dear?"

Ginny grinned at her liddedly. Between her legs her horny little pussy was smeared with lust. "Yeah," she said huskily. "I'm so wet."

Fleur grinned and took the strapon in her hand and pointed the bulbous pink tip toward those soaked netherlips. "At zis point she is quite ready to be penetrated," she said to the class. "But, of course, we must be careful. Since we have no feeling in ze strapon, we must beware of going too deep too fast. Reckless strapon usage can be quite painful. Zerefore we begin gently. And insert like so."

The tip nudged up against the swollen hole down there and gently slid in. Ginny moaned in something between relief and even deeper need and squirmed her hips a little. Her head was in a pool of red hair and her face was almost as equally red. She was biting her bottom lip and the rest of the girls were watching in excitement and anticipation.

"Mmm," she moaned. "Yeah. Keep going. Deeper. Deeper."

Fleur smiled and eased her hips forward until that long pink shaft was buried almost entirely to the hilt inside Ginny's tight little vagina. Ginny moaned, her eyes closed, and Fleur spoke to the class as she knelt there at Ginny's entrance.

"Communication, as always, is vital," she said. "You must listen to what your partner wants, and you must read her as well. Zis is ze advantage of a regular strapon. Ze ability to remain clear in your mind and assess what your partner needs without being distracted by your own needs."

Fleur reached for one of Ginny's breasts. It seemed to be exactly what Ginny wanted because she moaned and squirmed and covered that hand with her own hand. Fleur squeezed that small mound and massaged it and then she leaned with her mouth to the other breast and began sucking at the nipple all while the strapon remained buried in Ginny's vagina.

Rosalie was staring at all this with wide blue eyes and now she closed her mouth and swallowed a lump in her throat. Lily noticed her amazement and giggled and put an arm around Rosalie's shoulders. Rosalie shivered at the touch, as if all her naked skin were electrified, and she smiled at Lily before turning back to the demonstration. Hermione and Pansy glanced at their girlfriends but said nothing.

Fleur continued to suckle at those nipples for a while and then she rose up again to address the class.

"It is true zat ze strapon creates a distance," she said, "but it is also true zat we can use zat distance to our advantage. It is ze distance zat allows us to remain in control. To fill our partner with as much pleasure as she can handle."

Fleur was moving her hips now, not thrusting but stirring, swaying her hips in the shape of a figure eight, and Ginny moaned and squirmed as that long pink shaft poked into all her secret places.

"Observe my hips," Fleur was saying to the class. "Sometimes stirring ze strapon inside her is more effective than thrusting. You must watch closely and learn what she responds to. And if you're lucky, perhaps she will simply tell you what she wants."

"More," Ginny moaned. "I want more."

Fleur chuckled at that, still moving her hips, and then she looked at the class. "It seems our little Ginny wants more," she said. "Shall I give it to her, girls?"

Heads were nodding and girls were calling out.

"Give it to her!"

"Do it hard!"

"Bang her brains out!"

Fleur giggled at all this and turned her grin back to Ginny's squirming body.

"Oh my," she said. "Such tempting suggestions. Are you ready, Ginny? Do you want me to go harder?"

"Yes," Ginny hissed, bucking her hips. "Harder."

"Very well," Fleur said, and then she pulled the strapon out a little and thrust it back in savagely.

Ginny gasped an arched her spine like something electrocuted.

Fleur pulled back and again shoved forward. Ginny gasped again, her head tossing, sweat on her forehead.

"More," she breathed. "More—!"

Another thrust took her words away. The strapon made a deep splashing sound as it plunged into all that wetness. The girls were watching and grinning and telling Fleur to keep going and Fleur grinned and kept thrusting, over and over, slow and hard, and soon each thrust was startling a scream out of the poor girl. Ginny's eyes were closed and her frail frame was wracked with pleasure and the thrusts grew faster and faster until the stabs of pleasure were coming so fast that they melted together in a blinding orgasm that rolled her eyes up into her skull and made her shriek with ecstasy.

It was exquisite to watch. Ginny's rippling body, her pale skin taut against her rib cage. Fleur's thrusts, her golden hair like a lions mane, her gigantic breasts flapping all over her chest.

Then finally they both came to a still as the orgasm ebbed away in Ginny's spent body. Her legs had gone slack and she was panting weakly. Fleur was panting as well and she smiled as she pulled the wet pink strapon out of Ginny's vagina. Ginny moaned as it came out and then she closed her legs and rolled over and continued panting. Fleur laughed and patted her bottom and then smiled at the class.

"And she's done," she said. "Good work, Ginny. You were beautiful."

Ginny smiled but she had no breath to reply. The rest of the girls were grinning and now they shuffled back to their pillows. Fleur had risen to her feet and she left her strapon on.

"And as you can see, I remained perfectly fresh to enjoy every minute of it," she said. "Strapons, perhaps, aren't the most effective or intimate way to make love, but they are certainly quite a bit of fun."

"Do we get to try now?" Lily asked eagerly.

Daphne laughed at her. "What are you so excited about? You got to try a strapon on all of us last time."

Fleur smiled and held up a finger. "Ah, but zis time we'll all be using regular strapons," she said. "Even Lily will have to learn something new."

Ginny had sat up by now, still breathing heavily, and she used a hand to sweep back her long red hair. "So I don't get to use my special strapon either?"

Fleur smiled and shook her head. "I'm afraid not," she said. "Everyone will use regular strapons this time. So, please, help yourselves. Find a color that suits you and we shall begin. We also have many charms to learn as well."

The girls grinned at each other and then they scrambled out of the pit to grab a strapon.

A minor melee broke out over which girls got which color—everyone wanted black, no one wanted orange— and there were even a few dildos waved about like clubs until Fleur stepped in to restore order. She had a whole cupboard filled with strapons in addition to these ones and soon girls were flocking to the cupboard as well. Everyone wanted a strapon that suited her personality and most of them managed to find one. Carmilla's was black, of course. Veronica's was purple. Ginny found a red one, similar to the one Fleur had given her but only plain plastic and Luna found one that was bright yellow with sunflowers on it.

Rosalie and Pansy were still a little uncertain at all this but Lily and Hermione stuck with them. Rosalie and Hermione had red strapons, Pansy had blue, and Lily had black.

To begin with they were let loose in the pit to experiment. Already girls were on their backs with their legs open, heaving and moaning. Rosalie refused to lay on her back but Pansy was very eager. Hermione lay down beside her and the two of them giggled and opened their legs. Lily and Rosalie knelt at their entrances and slid their strapons into their respective girlfriends. They moaned and squirmed a little and even Rosalie had to smile at the feel of power. Lily smiled as well and together they started thrusting their girlfriends into orgasm, laying there side by side and arching up in ecstasy.

After that they all swapped positions and it Lily and Rosalie who were on their backs. Rosalie still wasn't quite comfortable on her back but she endured it for the sake of education. Pansy was excited to finally have a position of dominance over her girlfriend for once and she grinned as she pushed her navy blue strapon into the tight hole of Rosalie's vagina, pushing it deeper and deeper, making that proud blonde girl moan and squirm. Lily herself had no problems at all on her back and she eagerly accepted Hermione's red strapon inside her. It was long and thick and she moaned deeply at the penetration. Hermione rarely used a strapon, preferring to rely on her own anatomy, but it was an interesting experience. Lily and Rosalie looked at each other, laying there side by side, naked, legs open, and they smiled as they orgasmed with their girlfriends thrusting into them.

The rest of the pit was also heaving with orgasm. Girls on their backs, resting their heads on pillows. Swapping strapons, the shafts wet and glistening. Soaked vaginas spread with fingers and penetrated by thick plastic shafts. Moaning and squirming and orgasming with sweat across their foreheads.

Ginny had been paired up with Daphne so that Fleur could concentrate on the lesson and Fleur strode the rim of the pit in nothing but her pink high heels and pink strapon, observing them and offering instruction. Once all the girls had had their first taste of strapon she clapped her hands and called attention to continue the class. She had her wand in her hand and she summoned holograms to demonstrate different positions. Doggystyle. Cowgirl. The purple hologram grinding down into the red hologram. The girls nodded at all this, their vaginas aching to try, and finally Fleur turned them loose to experiment.

Cowgirl was something that appealed to Rosalie and doggystyle was something that appealed to Pansy but they couldn't do both together so they swapped partner with Hermione and Lily. Rosalie, of course, was paired with Lily. Hermione supressed yet another flicker of jealousy, telling herself that intimacy was the essence of Lesbomancy, that it was great that Lily and Rosalie were becoming real friends.

Pansy was giggling and positioning herself on her hands and knees, poking her pale bottom at Hermione, and Hermione smiled and stroked that smooth white rump before pushing the strapon into her vagina. Pansy moaned and wriggled her butt and Hermione began thrusting right away, gripping her hips and loosening the grip only to give her a hard spank that left a red splotch on her pale skin. Pansy loved it and called for more and finally orgasmed with a long mewl of ecstasy, there on her hands and knees like an actual female animal.

Rosalie, meanwhile, had pushed Lily onto a pillow and she was climbing onto the strapon. Lily smirked up at her and watched that exquisite blonde face gasp in ecstasy as she slowly lowered herself onto that thick black spike. She lowered herself all the way, right down until her vagina was flush to the black leather strapon harness, and then she opened her eyes and looked down at Lily. A smirk appeared on her mouth and Lily smirked too. Both of them liked this position, Rosalie because it had an air of dominance and Lily because she didn't have to do any work at all. Only lay there and watch as Rosalie slowly began to heave, up and down, head tilted back, eyes closed again. Her perfectly shaped breasts rose up and down and Lily discovered that she did have work to do after all. Her hands came up and touched those breasts, stroked them, massaged them, and then Rosalie grinned and looked down at her and began to accelerate her hips, faster and faster, bouncing up and down until finally she spiked herself down and threw back her head and orgasmed in a glory of blonde hair and naked breasts.

There were many other cowgirls in the pit too and all they were missing were cowboy hats to wave over their heads as they rode themselves to orgasm and perhaps lassos to rope their next girl. Veronica in particular was a roving cowgirl and she rode strapons of several different colors before she was satisfied. Luna was more of a passive girl and she was more comfortable to arrange herself on her hands and knees and offer her luminous hindquarters to her many admirers who lined up and took her one by one, gripping her hips and driving her into orgasm after orgasm with her breasts swinging and her flaxen hair hanging.

Ginny was riding Daphne, hard and fast, smiling, and she orgasmed while watching Fleur stride the rim of the pit in her pink high heels and pink strapon. Carmilla was doing Laura from behind with a massive black strapon and her experience showed in her slow and methodical technique, driving her young blonde lover into such a mindlessness of ecstasy that she bit down into a pillow and actually tore it open like a dog.

Fleur was encouraging them from the perimeter, telling them to go faster and harder, or to slow down and be careful, and finally she clapped her hands and called for attention once more to show them a small selection of strapon related charms.

All the girls sat up to watch, sweaty, naked. Fleur had her wand out and she flicked the tip at the tip of her long pink strapon and suddenly the strapon began vibrating. The girls giggled and tried out the charm themselves and soon the whole room was humming. Fleur smiled and complimented them on doing well and then she showed them another charm that caused the strapon to sprout a bristle of growths, tiny little rubbery spines that also wriggled and vibrated. It looked like some strange pink seacreature that crawled out of a shell and the girls laughed and tried this one as well. Soon all their strapons were bristling with these tiny arms and Fleur explained how those little appendages could stimulate the vagina walls in a way that could scarcely be believed.

After that she turned them loose and told them to have fun for the rest of the lesson. The girls were hesitant at first, all armed with bristling and wriggling strapons, but eager as well and Veronica was the first of any to summon enough bravery and horniness to bend over and spread her vagina with both hands. The girl behind her shoved the strapon inside, vibrating, wriggling, covered in tiny little outgrowths, and the squirm that went through Veronica's spine gave the rest of the girls shivers. Veronica's eyes were already rolled up in her head and her mouth was open and the moan that came out of her was all but mindless.

A wave of grins washed through the pit and suddenly more girls were bending over or climbing onto their girlfriends. Vaginas were filled with these wriggling strapons and the orgasms came quickly, eyes rolling upwards, hair sticking to sweaty foreheads. Brains short circuiting as all those bristles slid up and down their vaginal walls in mind-numbing scrapes of ecstasy. The room resounded with low groans and long moans.

Daphne was on her back with her legs open and Ginny had pushed her wriggling red strapon inside her. Daphne's face was flushed and she was biting on a fist. She could feel it inside and Ginny pulled it out and pushed it back in, all those tiny tentacles scraping at her interior like a bottle brush. Ginny was grinning and watching her face but then she felt someone take her hips. It was Fleur. Ginny smiled and felt Fleur's bristly pink strapon requesting entrance at Ginny's anus. Ginny felt it come inside, filling her with such intense strangeness that her eyes went crossed. Fleur smiled and pushed it deeper and Ginny and Daphne orgasmed much at the same time with similar shrieks of mindlessness.

Rosalie by now had loosened up enough to lay on her back eagerly or maybe the temptation was simply too much. Lily pushed her strapon inside that tight vagina and Rosalie gasped and arched as her insides were filled with wriggling ecstasy. Pansy was back on her hands and knees and Hermione was sliding her strapon in and out, the rubbery spines along that shaft scraping at the rim of that dripping vagina. Rosalie had her legs wide open and Lily was moving her hips slowly, in and out, and she smiled at Rosalie's flushed and sweaty face as she orgasmed with her blonde brow creased in something like pain. Pansy had orgasmed as well and she tipped over and moaned before opening her eyes and smiling and crawling to Rosalie. The two shared a kiss and Lily and Hermione turned to each other and grinned, silently deciding who would do who.

The class continued for another ten minutes or so until finally Fleur emerged from the pit and clapped her hands and told them to finish up. There were a few groans of disappointment as the girls hurried to achieve a final few orgasms and then wands were flicked and the strapons reduced back to their regular states.

Fleur told them they all did very well and allowed them to borrow the strapons for homework. Some of the girls were pouting, not wanting to stop the orgy, but they perked up again when Fleur told them next lesson they would continue their study of strapons in a group environment. The promise of double penetration tomorrow morning was more than exciting.

Most of the girls were already getting dressed, stepping into their panties, slipping on their robes. Lily was still completely naked and she was smiling broadly as she stretched up to the ceiling and released a satisfied sigh.

"You know," she said to Hermione. "Maybe school isn't so bad after all."

Hermione snorted and stepped into her panties. "Just remember you said that when you get up tomorrow morning."

Lily laughed and took her own panties from the hook. "It's just too bad the Patil twins weren't here," she said. "I guess they ditched."

"Yeah, I'm kind of worried about them," Hermione said. "It's so obvious they belong together, but…"

Lily nodded, knowing exactly what she meant. She was stepping into her panties and pulling them up and she was adjusting the hipband when Rosalie came over. Rosalie was fully dress in her long black robe, buttoned about her breasts, and her shiny gold hair was perfectly brushed.

"Hey, Potter," she said. "Since Granger didn't tell you I'd be transferring, I guess she didn't tell you about my birthday either."

Lily smiled excitedly. "Birthday?"

Rosalie gave Hermione a dry look and then turned a softer look back to Lily. "It's next weekend," she said. "My mother is throwing a huge ball and I wanted to invite you."

Hermione snorted to herself as she slipped on her robe. As she remembered, it was her mother that wanted to invite them, not Rosalie.

Lily grinned and nodded enthusiastically. "Great, sounds awesome," she said, and then added: "Hermione can come too, right?"

Rosalie spared another dry look at Hermione. "If she has too."

Hermione felt a small flush of anger but resisted the urge to narrow her eyes. Instead she smiled and hid the animosity. But she had heard the challenge in the other girl's voice and the challenge was accepted, oh yes, it was accepted alright.

Pansy had come up to them by now, also dressed in her robe, and she linked arms with Rosalie and spoke to Lily.

"Wow, Lesbomancy is so awesome," she said. "I can't believe I never thought to enrol to begin with."

Lily giggled in agreement but Rosalie seemed embarrassed by Pansy.

"Come on, Pansy, let's go," she said, and gently pulled Pansy away.

Hermione watched them go coolly. Lily was smiling and buttoning her robe about her breasts. She looked so happy and innocent that she might as well have been humming. Hermione frowned, not sure if she should bring this up, but she felt she ought to at least mention it.

"Listen, Lil," she said.

Lily looked at her. "Yeah?"

Hermione hesitated and spoke gently. "It's great that you're trying to be friendly and all, but be careful of her, okay?"

"Who, Rose? Why? You think she's trying to trick me into some prank?"

Hermione shook her head and scoffed. "No, I think she's falling in love with you," she said. "Or at the very least she wants to see if she can steal you away."

Lily frowned confusedly. She had honestly never noticed anything.

Hermione smiled at her expression and touched her shoulder. "Just be careful, okay?"

Lily nodded and brightened up again. There was nothing that could ever take her away from her Hermione so there was no reason to even worry. Hermione smiled and gave her a kiss.

"Come on," she said. "Let's go get stuck into our Lesbomancy homework."

Lily giggled at that and allowed Hermione to lead her out by the hand.

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AN: Another Lesbomancy chapter. :)

This one was actually supposed to be different, but somehow it turned into a lesson on strapons. I think it was kind of fun. I just hope that last part of the orgy made sense. For some reason I just really struggled to explain it, lol.

A bit of tension with the Lily/Hermione/Rosalie/Pansy angle. Still not positive what's going to happen there, but obviously I can never break up Lily and Hermione. I think the conflict will be mostly in Rosalie.

Okay, hope you liked it. New chapter soon. :)