In the last week since his meeting with Fred and George, Harry's mind had been almost entirely focused on sex. He'd gone to Diagon Alley with the Weasley's for some school supplies and while Molly was buying broomsticks for her children Harry had taken some time alone to search through some of the backalley book shops. He didn't really know what he was looking for but he knew when he found it.
The owner was some crotchety, wrinkled old woman with missing teeth and a harsh rasping voice. She looked at Harry suspiciously when he placed the small volume on her counter but as he left hurriedly, stuffing the book into his coat pocket she cackled knowingly. The book contained some spells Aphrodisia. In short, the magic of love. 'Ways to bring witches to your bed,' read the blurb. Flicking through, Harry saw the basics of magic sexual technique. There were spells to combat erectile dysfunction and premature ejaculation, contraceptive spells, 'Do not disturb spells,' and of course the spells to make a nervous young wizard irresistible in the eyes of witches.
Harry didn't really imagine he'd need the book's contents but he realised that some of the challenges laid down by the twins would be tough nuts to crack. Maybe it would be useful after all.
The time had finally come to board the train for Hogwarts and Harry was suddenly quite nervous. What he was essentially going to do was proposition 100 girls for plain, non-emotional sex, some of them doing some pretty kinky stuff. The 'sexual fantasies' envelope the twins had given had been very thorough. There was some stuff in it that Harry had had to look up!
But it was on the train that Harry saw his first opportunity. As he wandered the train, looking for Ron and Hermione, he saw a slightly chunky girl with mousy brown curls, sitting alone in a compartment. She was brushing her long locks while also holding up a compact mirror. Harry had never really talked to her before, but based on gossip and occasionally sitting near in the dining hall, he could guess that she was gagging for shag. She thought she was the school beauty and she couldn't understand why boys weren't flocking to her dorm. That would make her horny, frustrated and most importantly happy for Harry to fuck her all the way to Hogwarts.
To be fair she was hardly ugly. She was a little overweight but her face was pretty and she had a good-sized rack on her. She was no Fleur Delacour (also on the list – how he was supposed to do her he had no idea) but Harry knew that she would be a good start for him, and hopefully she wouldn't mind his inexperience.
The train announcer, warned that the train would be leaving in a minute and passengers should remember not to leave their compartments when the train was moving, due to new health and safety rules laid down by the ministry. For once Harry was grateful for the Ministry butting into Hogwarts' policy although he expected that what he had in mind wasn't what the ministry had meant by introducing the rule.
He pulled on the handle, desperately hoping that no one else would come into the compartment to join them. He nodded at Lavender who beamed a greeting. He sat opposite her and looked out the window, his foot tapping out a rhythm as he willed the clock to go faster. Eventually it ticked over to 9:00 and he sighed aloud as the train began to shuffle out of the station the wheels clacking along on its rails. Harry now had 3 hours with which to seduce Lavender and fuck her to orgasm. Mentally he skimmed over the different quotas he had to fill. This would certainly count as public and maybe he could get her to do some other stuff as well.
He was searching around for a conversation starter, when she gave it to him.
"No glasses, Harry?" she said perkily.
"No, I put erm, uh contact lenses in," he mumbled, kicking himself, for sounding so unconfident. He was Harry fucking Potter! Talking to girls was supposed to be Ron's problem not his. He usually found it so easy but now that sex wasn't just on the table but a requisite, he was nervous all of a sudden.
Lavender giggled. Harry wasn't aware he'd said anything funny, but her tits wobbled as she did so and he almost began to salivate. She was wearing an awfully low cut top and skinny jeans and Harry was almost certain she wasn't wearing a bra since he could see the faint outlines of her nipples. He felt the blood begin to flow towards his privates.
"Well, I think you look great, it really suits you. Makes you look well… you know…" she trailed off before giggling. Was she flirting with him? He didn't really care, as long as she kept on laughing. Harry flashed a half-smile and winked. Now the awkwardness was gone and Lavender seemed to be taking the bait (not that he'd laid anything down) he was more self-assured.
"Could say the same about you Lavender. Seems the summer's been good to you." The words came smoothly. It was true. Lavender's pale skin had browned slightly and her face positively shone. Now however there was a tinge of red to it as Harry's first conquest blushed at the compliment. Clearly she didn't get that many paid to her.
They were sitting quite close together the cramped conditions of the old train, as it happened working to Harry's advantage. Their knees were touching and it would be oh so easy to lunge forward and snog the hell out of her. But he needed to be sure she wouldn't just slap him away. If anything he needed her to pounce at him. He thought some more compliments would do the trick.
"So what's a pretty face like yours doing sitting all alone? I'd have thought the boys would be beating down your door," he said smirking coolly at Lavender. Actually he didn't think anything of the sort but what harm could a lie do if it made someone so happy?
"Oh, I expect I've driven them all away. Besides, I think it's nicer just the two of us, you know. More intimate, more… pleasurable." She was almost purring. Harry noticed her casually pushing her chest out, large breasts waggling almost under his nose and threatening to pop out if Lavender wasn't careful. She was in the palm of his hand. "Anyway, what are you doing her with the loner? I'd have thought the 'boy who lived' wouldn't be able to move he'd be so surrounded by fans. Besides, don't you usually hang out with Ron, the fit red-haired one and that bookish girl?" Did she just call Ron 'fit?'
Harry thought it was time for the checkmate move. He looked out the top of his eyes and smiled almost like a cat. It never failed in movies.
"Well you know. They'll manage without me for a few hours. And plus I never really had a chance to introduce myself properly. It's always nice to make a new acquaintance." With that he took her hand and kissed it. Before looking deep into her eyes. "Especially such a sexy woman such as yourself." He'd found that line in the book from Diagon Alley. Calling a woman sexy was always a winner and even 'woman' had a positive effect. It made her feel like an adult and in control of her own choices. 'Fox' or 'thing' as terms of endearment should be avoided at all costs since this degrades the woman, the book had read. This from a book teaching wizards essentially how to fuck women and never call them again.
Lavenders eyes fluttered and Harry felt like he could hear her heartbeat. A silence suddenly fell over the compartment and Harry could cut the sexual tension with a knife. Suddenly Lavender lunged forward and snogged Harry right on the mouth, leaping onto his seat and straddling him. Her lips were glued to his in an urgent needy kiss, her open mouth probing his with her adventurous tongue. Her arms were flung about his neck, her large breasts crushed against his rapidly beating chest and her arse grinding hard on his rapidly stiffening cock.
Lavender came up for air and looked at Harry her eyes glazed over with lust. Harry had been told last year he was a good kisser and Lavender's face approved it. She rested her forehead against his and whispered breathlessly, "In all honesty Harry, I've kinda got the hots for Ron, your friend." She kissed him again softer this time, nipping quickly at his bottom lip. "But while I've got you and your fabulous pair of lips here I might as well take advantage." And with that she lunged forward again and planted long open-mouthed kisses on Harry's lips, while he sucked at her bottom lip making her moan into his mouth. He groaned when her round arse made friction with his now very much erect penis and she grinned.
"My, my Harry, what have you got in there?" she said a wicked grin plastered on her face. He winked at her and then placed small kisses on her lower face and neck as she continued grinding on him.
"You been keeping a basilisk in those robes, eh Potter?" it was a bad joke but Harry was too hard to care. Lavender continued to moan as he sucked on a sensitive spot behind her ear. Feeling much braver now his hands drifted from her back to her bum, kneading the soft flesh and feeling her curves. She cried out his name as he continued to rub her behind with his magic fingers. One of his hands left Lavender's arse for a brief moment to shut the drapes of the compartment as well as locking and sound-proofing it. It was the work of a moment and soon he had his hand once again firmly planted on the large mounds of Lavender's arse cheeks.
Speaking of large mounds, Lavender had taken the time to remove her shirt and release her large breasts, the boobs bouncing in front of Harry's almost bewitched face. She smirked at his stunned expression.
"Oh so you like them huh? You were staring at them so much I thought there was something wrong, you dirty boy! You wanna suck on my titties Harry? You wanna bury your face in my cleavage and rub my nipples til they're sore?"
"You fucking bet I do," Harry growled like a dog almost and suddenly pushed Lavender onto the seat on her back, taking the brunette off guard while the dark-haired young man began to worship her bosom. He kissed down her shoulder, towards the rise in flesh before squeezing one with his large hand. Lavender, having quite sensitive boobs squeaked in delight as Harry, not one to neglect, sucked on the nipple of the other and bit down making her throw her head back in pleasure.
Harry then removed his own shirt, displaying his muscular chest. It was Lavender's turn to drool over his toned pecs and abs wanting to run her tongue into every crevice of his torso.
"Mm-hmm, you are one tasty dish Potter. I know I shouldn't be doing this, I know I should save myself, for one I truly love, no offence."
"None taken," Harry said smoothly, anticipating Lavender's next words.
"But I've got to tell you, you kissing me and touching me and feeling me had made me fucking horny. And if you don't fuck me right here and now until I cum screaming around your dick, I'm going to the Slytherin car and getting ravished by Malfoy, disgusting as that sounds."
"Well I certainly wouldn't wish that upon anybody. I guess, it would be ungentlemanly to do anything other than fuck you like the naughty little gryffin-whore you are."
"Gryffin-whore huh? I'll have to remember that one. So come on Harry. Take me here in this train compartment. Make me cum so hard that whoever comes to Hogwarts in this compartment again can smell me."
Lavender shimmied out of her jeans and Harry opened his fly not bothering to remove clothes. He roughly pulled Lavender into him, his hard dick now prodding her sopping panties. Then they groaned at the friction and spoke together.
"Holy shit!" They both cried
"Your pussy is so fucking soaked."
"Your cock is so fucking big."
"Have you ever?"
"Fucked? No. You'll be my first. And based on your… dimensions, I'm guessing it will be a good one. What about you I guess your drowning in pussy?"
"No, actually. I got blown once by a Beauxbatons girl but I've never fucked anyone before. I've got to say though, I'm glad I could fuck someone like you as a first time."
"Why do you say that?"
"Cos you don't care about me and I don't care about you. We just find each other attractive and we're both horny teenagers who won't judge each other."
"I guess you're right. Now fuck me Harry, I want your big dick!"
"You ready for this?"
"Ready? Harry, I've been horny all summer. I get on the train and a sexy ass man with a huge cock wants to bone me til I cum, of course I'm fucking ready, now fuck me!" she shouted, almost exploding with arousal.
Harry pulled aside her panties and rammed into her pussy, beginning at a fast pace and hoping to stay that way. Lavender however was having none of it.
"Faster, Harry, fuck me faster, oh God your big dick fills my cunt so well, FUCK ME HARRY!"
She was very vocal but Harry could only grunt in concentration, his thick cock now pistoning in and out of the tight pussy.
"Fucking hell, Harry, you're so fucking thick!"
"Oh yeah? Maybe it's cos your pussy's so tight."
"Yeah I have got a tight little virgin cunt haven't I. Oh Fuck, oh fuck, fucking FUCK! MAKE ME CUM HARRY, MAKE ME SQUIRT ALL OVER YOUR BIG DICK. FUUUUUCKK!"
Lavender came hard but Harry continued pounding away at her pussy, ramming his cock harder and harder into the tight snatch. He reached down and began to play with Lavender's clit, another trick he'd learnt from his book. She screamed loudly in pleasure and the noise was music to Harry's ears.
"OHH YEAH! PLAY WITH MY CLITTY WHILE YOU FUCK ME WITH YOUR MASSIVE COCK HARRY, SHAG MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT!"
Harry wondered why he hadn't done this before. Lavender's cunt was a hot warm hole of incredible pleasure. Were all girls like this? Were there tighter pussies? Were there girls with bigger tits? He knew there were fitter girls at Hogwarts but would they have other qualities as well?
As Harry pondered this he fell over the edge with a great cry, cumming hard into Lavender, muttering the spermicide hex to keep the brunette from getting pregnant. Lavender herself came again thanks to Harry's fingers, squirting all over the seat, before the two parted to dress themselves. Harry stopped her as she pulled on her shirt to give her a long deep kiss that if anything left her hornier than when she got on the train.
"Thanks. I know that neither of us want to be with each other, and we don't really have anything to compare it with, but that was the best time of my life."
"Same here. I must say, I still find your mate Ron fitter but having that cock ramming my pussy almost made me have doubts. Although obviously don't tell Won Won about that. Our little secret eh?"
Same old Lavender. In the sack a total sex kitten with big tits and a tight cunt. Out of it, just a regular cunt. Well maybe that was harsh, but she was annoying as fuck. Harry left the compartment, fuck the ministry and their fascist bureaucracy, to find Ron and Hermione for the last 2 and a half hours of the trip. As he did so, he left a truly satisfied young woman in a compartment reeking of cum and sex. And if this year went to plan… there would be 99 just like her.
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Next chapter: Not to give anything away but Harry gets a bit naughty in Potions class, and his next target will have to try and keep her cool while his fingers do their magic work!