"Ahhh, for Morgana!"
The young man reclining in the armchair couldn't hide the joy in his voice as he caressed the cheeks of his classmate.
Gluck! Gluck! Gluck!
The sound of his cock smashing against the throat of the busty blonde filled the room.
Lavender Brown wasn't a slut, she was actually a girl in love who would do anything for love.
Her mind was full of fairy tales.
Altair took advantage of that.
A few compliments here, some flowers there, and Lavender fell to her knees.
Literally.
Altair held her blonde hair, preventing it from falling over her face. Lavender's brown eyes looked at him with devotion as she tried to relax her throat to accommodate more of the firm piece of meat inside it.
She was still a novice; barely half of the member was inside her. This was the first time she was giving a blowjob and, while she wasn't the best in the world, her enthusiasm more than made up for it.
"Use the tongue, Lav." He ordered in a calm voice. It wouldn't be a good idea to push too hard and scare the girl. Even if he use metaknowledge to go out with her, he still genuinely worry about her.
Altair broke eye contact the moment he felt her tongue forming circles around his glans. He raised his face towards the ceiling while enjoying the sensation.
He didn't spend much time looking up; after all, watching Lavender's efforts to please him was fantastic.
Lavender was beautiful, all witches were, but she would rightfully make it into the top five of the most beautiful and sexy girls at Hogwarts. Her face wasn't as refined as Daphne GreenGrass's, nor did she have the innocent touch of Susan Bones, or the defined and slender body of Harley Potter, but she was worthy of appearing in magazines, and the whispers of the male population of Hogwarts upon seeing her made him jealous.
Cough! Cough! Cough!
Lavender coughed at the moment he withdrew his penis from her mouth.
Altair moved his hands towards the buttons of the girl's shirt. Without asking for permission he began to unbutton it quickly. Filled with anticipation as he watched more and more of her enormous breasts being revealed for his eyes to delight in.
His movements were slow, both to prolong the moment and to give Lavender the chance to stop him if she felt uncomfortable.
Lavender took a deep breath as she felt the air brush against her increasingly exposed skin. She was a little surprised at first by how quickly things progressed, but it was fine. She took off her school shirt once he unbuttoned each button and tossed it aside. 'If I can play with his centaur cock, he can play with my girls, it's only fair,' she thought, before giving her boyfriend's member a playful lick, relishing the feeling of his surprise.
Altair shuddered at the sudden sensation. He was distracted, observing the pink bra, a tone too feminine, that could barely hold her breasts inside it. 'Her chest size must be around 100 cm', he reasoned internally before unhooking her bra.
Or at least he tries, because while Lavender was completely inexperienced, Altair wasn't much better. The most sexual contact he had with a woman was a handjob his sister gave him, which, while not something most people have experienced, also doesn't add much to his skill level.
He had to lean slightly on Lavender to unfasten the clasp; his cock rubbed against the blonde's face as she licked its length, waiting playfully.
"You need help, Alti." Alti was the affectionate and childish way she took to call him; at least he managed to convince her to do it only when they were alone.
"I've got it, Lav," he replied, using her nickname.
A few seconds later, her bra fell into her arms where she took it and finally threw it to the ground, right next to her school shirt.
The size of her breasts was enormous. 'In my previous life, I wouldn't even dream of seeing a pair this size, let alone touching them'. Altair extended his hands to play with them.
Lavender laughed at the somewhat childish way he kneaded her breasts. It wasn't that she enjoyed it any less, her breasts had always been a rather sensitive part of her. The first time she wore a sports bra to exercise, she came while running, purely from the friction of her nipples against the fabric.
Altair was in heaven. The sensation of massaging his girl's breasts was like sinking his hands into a giant marshmallow. His fingers sank gently, and even if it didn't bring him direct pleasure, Lav's moans in his ears kept his erection as hard as a rock.
He felt the breasts slip from his hands when Lavender pushed him away. The thought of protesting vanished when he watched his girlfriend wrap her enormous breasts around his member.
Lavender liked his face the moment she started stroking it with her breasts. His face went from disappointment to surprise to pleasure.
She used her hands to move her breasts up and down over his member while watching in fascination how a portion of his cock still protruded from her breasts.
"Tsk," she clicked her tongue as she felt the slide of her boyfriend's cock feel strange. 'I should have learned to do that lubrication spell I saw in Witch Weekly. I wish I could please Alti more'. Barely had her thoughts manifested, she felt a plastic bottle fall that she was sure she had never seen in the magical world; inscribed on the label was Massage Oil. "I'm massaging it now, a breast massage, that should work."
Altair moaned at the cold sensation that fell upon his glans. He looked at Lavender, who was pouring a stream of oil from a Muggle bottle. 'She must have asked the Room for it, here go the lost items from the castle, probably a Muggle-born brought it and lost it at some point.' His musings stopped the moment Lavender began to move those beautiful works of art again.
Lavender wanted to put the glans in her mouth to suck it, but she stopped at the oil, unsure if it was edible. 'What a shame,' she thought.
Altair felt how the flesh around his penis exerted more pressure than her mouth; even if it wasn't as hot and humid, it felt tighter.
Lavender's face was starting to blush more and more, either from the stimulation her nipples were receiving or from the effort of lifting and lowering her breasts. "Being busty is a disadvantage," she laughed internally, trying to push her pleasure from her mind and focus on her boyfriend's pleasure.
Altair's hands stopped being still at his side and moved to touch his girlfriend's breasts; he could see her getting tired even if she said nothing.
He started moving his hips, giving his girlfriend a titty fuck.
"Lav, I'm not going to last long."
The blonde directed her delicate hands to the increasingly swollen red glans and began to masturbate it quickly.
"I'm going to cum on your face if you don't move." He warned.
She just stuck out her tongue while she waited.
She didn't expect much.
"Damn it!" Altair let out a huff as he began to cum.
The blonde received the shots of semen all over her pale face. She closed her eyes to avoid accidents and stuck her tongue out, hoping to taste it.
When he finished what would be his greatest run in both of his lives, he fell onto the sofa, breathing deeply, observing the work of art he had created.
His semen was not artistic in any way, but it became art when combined with the thin, pale face, the bushy and elegant eyebrows, the small nose, the plump lips, between which the red tongue licked around, trying to bring as much semen into his mouth as possible.
"How do I look?" she asked, repeating the question and the tone she used on their first date.
"Beautiful." He couldn't tell her that she looked like a whore.
She seemed to feel his lie the moment her small hand squeezed his cock.
"Don't lie," a surprising feat considering that his eyelids were full of semen and she couldn't even open them.
"How?"
"Female intuition. Now, how do I look?"
"Like a whore, my whore." He answered honestly this time, not knowing what would hurt more, lying again or telling the truth.
"Mhm." Lavender nodded. She didn't seem angry, but she wasn't happy either.
'I messed up, didn't I?' he thought as he watched her clean the semen off her fingers. "Maybe not?" he wondered when he saw her bring the semen to her mouth and smile happily.
"The whores swallow all their man's cum, right?" She asked sweetly.
Altair is momentarily taken aback before responding.
"They do it."
"And you... Do you want me to be a whore?" asked Lavender, while using her nails to caress his thighs. Even though her face was relatively clean now, she still didn't open her eyes.
Altair cast a Tergeo on his face and his cock. He felt slightly confused when a pout appeared on his girlfriend's beautiful lips.
"When we're in the bedroom, I like you to be a slut, one that only exists for me". Altair, who renounced any kind of pretense, expressed his sincere desires. He thought it was the right thing when Lavender finally opened her eyes and pressed his cock against her face, somehow enjoying the heat that the enormous piece of meat gave her.
"But... whores don't wipe the semen off their faces." She replied, rubbing against her man's member.
"Do you know many whores?" he asked, causing Lavender to start playfully biting his penis.
"Keep your teeth away from there. My whores will wipe the semen off their faces if I desire it."
"Do you have a lot of whores?" She counterattacked, her teeth aimed at his half-empty testicles.
He just rolled his eyes as he pushed her away. Now he wanted to steer the conversation seriously. Discussing sexual matters and dynamics is necessary no matter how uncomfortable it may be. Or so they read in their previous life.
Lavender had other ideas. She stood up, turning her back before discarding her own skirt on the floor. Now she was only wearing a bikini as underwear. Her thighs and her butt were big and fat, perfectly matching her breasts.
Altair, confused, gave up the possibility of understanding his girlfriend's while she sat on his lap. He felt her ass rubbing against his cock, which was barely half-hard.
"I'm going to be Alti's little slut". She whispered directly in his ear before starting to kiss his neck.
"Are you sure about that?" He barely manage to ask.
She parted her lips from his skin while looking directly into his purple eyes.
"If it's for you, I'll be whatever you want, I'm all yours."
'Shit. I underestimated too much what she would do for me.'
Altair did not expect this level of dedication from him. Sucking his cock was one thing, a tit fuck was another, even giving him her virginity was something he expected from her.
But, to give oneself completely?
Altair took her lips with his while he moved his hands to her back. The whole night was dedicated to him. Even if the dark-haired man didn't know if she said it seriously or just to please him, he still wanted to return the pleasure she had given him today.
He felt his girlfriend's hands caress his shoulders before practically tearing his shirt off. He gave her a slap on her fat ass that echoed throughout the room.
"Ouch!"
"The whores don't complain."
She nodded before he ordered the room to turn the chair into a large bed. Where he threw the blonde before climbing on top of her.
He kiss her lips again, this time being aggressive and firm. The kiss was fleeting before descending, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck, where he sucked hard to leave a visible hickey.
He hear her moan as her tongue begins to play intermittently with her pink nipples.
He brought his hand to his girl's crotch while he caressed her over her panties.
"Ahhh! More, Alti, I want more!"
"Bitches don't give orders." He replied to her. Although he fulfilled her request, letting his hand slide under her bikini to rub directly on her skin. He felt the tempting idea of sliding his fingers inside her, but he wanted the first thing to go inside her to be his cock.
Lavender was drowsy with pleasure. Masturbating herself brought her a certain pleasure that, although good, lacked the sensations her boyfriend gave her. 'The mere fact that it's Alti touching me is enough,' she thought, feeling his inexperienced fingers touch her vagina. It reminded her of when she saw Hermione, the prude, masturbate for the first time.
"Ohhh~" she moaned when she felt his hand on her clitoris. "Keep it up, love, if-!" She covered her mouth with her hand, almost expecting him to stop and leave her with the orgasm half-baked.
She worried in vain; Altair smiled at her audacity as he increased the suction strength, while his fingers twirled over the small bump he discovered to be his girlfriend's clitoris.
The climax didn't take long to arrive; as she moaned louder and louder, Lavender's body tensed and began to tremble. The blonde took the forearm of the hand that was masturbating her and began to shake it, asking for more stimulation.
The orgasm lasted about half a minute before she began to relax. The dark-haired man looked into the blonde's glassy eyes and smiled, happy and proud of himself. He withdrew his hand from her pussy as he moved away from her breasts. He lay down beside her while watching her calm her breathing.