Diary of a Slytherin Sex God

Since this is written in diary format, grammatical errors are intended. More chapters will come eventually. It will also become more detailed as it progresses.

DISCLAMER
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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29 June
Father and I had a talk in the drawing room last night. He said it’s about time I became “a man”. He basically meant that it was about time I lost my virginity. I have to agree. He also told me about a diary he kept whilst he was at school He didn’t write about his day to day life, he wrote about his sexual conquests. Every dirty detail of them. He wrote it so he could reminisce on the good old days when he was so old his cock didn’t work anymore. So he gave me this diary and told me to do the same. Apparently it’s a Malfoy tradition dating back to the 16th century. Who am I to destroy tradition? I’m supposed to be having tea with Pansy Parkinson this coming Saturday. She shamelessly flirts with me every chance she gets, so hopefully I’ll “become a man” and have the first real entry in this sexual diary of mine.

3 July
I arrived at the Parkinson’s at noon. Pansy had tea and biscuits already waiting for me. She wore a shockingly pink dress with her hair in curls. I knew she had dressed up for me. She always does when we get together outside of school. For the first hour or so, we just talked. It was quite boring actually. I thought more about what father said about losing my virginity, so I just decided to go for it.

While she was ranting on about that Mud-Blood Granger, I reached my hand under the table and began rubbing her thigh. She was so startled by it that she spit tea into my face and kicked me in the shin. I can’t say that didn’t hurt. She got out of her chair and began wiping the tea off my face while apologizing over and over again. I grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her towards me and kissed her. After a few seconds, she reciprocated. I decided to pull her top of me by grabbing her arse. She let out a little giggle and grabbed the sides of my face. Being that this was the first time I’d ever had a girl sitting on top of me, I was rock hard. I think she could feel it because she started moving her hips slightly. That felt… amazing. I just wanted to get on with the sex, but I couldn’t stop thinking about something father once told me—“You need to get yourself so aroused you’ll feel as if you’ll die if you don’t relieve yourself, that’s when you fuck her.” That didn’t take very long. Pansy unbuttoned my shirt and started sucking on my nipples, it was ecstasy. I could tell she wanted it as much as she did. She stood up and got off of me, at first I thought she was just teasing me and had no intention of putting out. Merlin’s beard was I wrong. She got onto her knees and unbuttoned my trousers. If I thought having my nipples sucked was good, it was nothing, absolutely nothing, compared to having my cock sucked. The next few minutes are a bit of a blur; I just remember feeling as if every nerve in my body relocated to my dick. As much as I was enjoying being sucked off, I wanted to have real sex. I could blow my load from oral another time. I bent forward and lifted her off the ground. I stuck my hands under her skirt and pulled her knickers down. They were as shockingly pink as her dress, but ruffled. I rubbed two fingers on her pussy; she was so wet. I looked at her face and the look in her eyes told me she wanted to get on with it as much as I did. I turned her around and pulled her dress up past her ass. I held my dick with my right hand as she slowly slid down on it. Out of all the sensations I’d felt today, that was by far the best. I grabbed her by the hips and starting helping her along as she moved back and forth, up and down. She was so tight. I didn’t take long for me to finish. Before I knew it I had this sort of warming sensation move through my entire body and after it was gone, I felt myself go limp. I think Pansy felt it too because she got off of me. I asked her if she had an orgasm too, she said no and when I asked her if she wanted me to give her one, she also said no. She said she was sore, so we just went back to drinking tea. We didn’t talk though, it was awkward. I really just wanted to get home and write in this diary so I didn’t forget anything. Before I left around 4, I gave her a small kiss on the cheek. She’s invited me back for tea again on Thursday.

As soon as I got home, I found father reading in his den. I told him about what I did today and he looked prouder of me than he ever as before. He’s letting me have a glass of fire whiskey with him as soon as I’m finished writing this.

Losing my virginity was a hell of a lot better than what Adrian Pucey said it would be.