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Second Chances [The Dudley Story] 12 - Mating Souls In Seoul
🕑 Added 2025-01-21 17:29:47 +0000 UTCDudley forgot about Peter and Sirius' matter entirely as the school year came to an end and he began preparing for his Asia trip. The Asian Financial crisis had swept through the region and now it was time to sweep in like a savior and pick companies like apples. He had plans for Japan, Thailand, and Indonesia, not only South Korea.
The only reason he emphasized on South Korea was because of the ongoing IMF crisis. The country's chaebols, also known as large family-owned conglomerates, overborrowed and engaged in poor management. The government, of course, supported the chaebols. The over-leveraged corporate sector with barely any attention to profitability.
Now, with the knowledge of the future, Dudley decided to do some shopping. Forcing the Chaebols to open up their tightly held companies or go bankrupt. Daewoo Group, Hyundai Group, Kia Motors, Samsung—Dudley was the shark.
Meanwhile, in Japan, it was mostly banks and security firms. With them, he was a lot more careful. However, he did go after Nissan since the company was already being rescued by Renault, and he wanted a piece of the pie by being an investor.
Dudley really wanted to nail it this time because the economic crisis was the easiest and the fastest way to make money if one knew where to look. After this, his next hope was the dot-com bubble burst a few years later. Yahoo!, Cisco, Amazon, eBay, and such companies were going to face massive stock collapse.
Heck, knowing Amazon was going to collapse from $113 to just $6 dollars, he couldn't help but rub his hands with the hope of buying more of Amazon.
Looks like I can actually become the richest man to ever live.
Dudley thought while reading the newspaper, sitting cross-legged in the Hogwarts Express cabin. He restrained himself from playing with Susan and Hannah since Hermione had joined their cabin. The girl was constantly looking at him, which he ignored by hiding behind a newspaper.
[SIRIUS BLACK SURRENDERS! PETER PETTIGREW CAUGHT! - The ministry has confirmed that a retrial for Sirius Black is on the table. Peter Pettigrew, found severely wounded and mentally unstable, confessed to all his crimes. Yet, the verdict remains to be announced. Azkaban or Dementor's kiss? Only…]
Dudley chuckled after reading the first part. Lily didn't go easy on Peter. Using the Cruciatus Curse? I didn't expect that.
Sadly, he wasn't there to see it. He'd have paid for a front seat to see Lily take out her anger on Peter. Well, if it were him, the Cruciatus Curse would have been rather mild. Real torture is done with pliers, nails, and blades, not a mere wave of the wand.
"So, you're going to South Korea?" Hermione broke the ice, targeting her words directly at him.
Dudley lowered the paper and eyed the bushy-haired girl. "I am. With Hannah, nonetheless."
"Hmph!" Susan pouted on the side.
Dudley rolled his eyes and focused back on the paper. “Come on, Susan, stop making such a fuss. Just go through the fourth-year material I gave you, alright? If you don’t, well… France might not happen.”
"You're cruel, Dudley. How can I memorize all those study materials?"
"Yeah, you can handle it—it’s even less than what regular fourth-year books cover. Trust me, stick with it, and you’ll actually enjoy the fourth year." He insisted.
Since he already knew what was going to happen during their fourth year, he wanted to reduce academic pressure on himself and his girls so they could enjoy the Triwizard Tournament thoroughly.
"What study materials?" Hermione inquired.
"Forget about it, Hermione. You don't need it. Anyway, what's your plan for the summer holiday?" He changed the topic.
"I’ll likely spend a few days at home before heading to Ron’s. I'm planning to watch the Quidditch World Cup with the Weasleys," Hermione said, looking curious. "You’re not going, are you?"
"I'm going, but it'll just be me, my mum, and my dad. They've never liked the wizarding world much, so I thought it might be nice to show them a little magic. I booked us a first-class booth." He paused, glancing at Hermione. He didn't offer Hermione a better seat, knowing she'd deny it. On the other hand, Susan didn't need it because she had her aunt. Hannah's family wasn't interested.
"That sounds like a wonderful plan. I hope you have a splendid holiday," Hermione said earnestly. "I should head back to my cabin now. Let’s meet at the World Cup venue."
Dudley gave her a playful salute. "See you around. Oh, and don’t forget to ask your parents about my idea. A budget-friendly dental chain could really take off. I’m happy to help out with the investment."
It was nothing. Just a small step into the healthcare business that Dudley had planned. Eventually, he wanted to own mega hospitals across the globe. There was a lot of money to be made from that sector. Besides, using a few non-magical but wizardry-related herbs for some miracle medicines sounded like a trillion-dollar idea.
Of course, before that, he had to somehow gain a foot in the Ministry, especially the International Confederation of Wizards. Without their support, getting around the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy was going to be impossible.
"Will do, Dudley." Hermione smiled gratefully and left.
Bam!
As expected, Susan snatched the paper from his hand and straddled his lap with her legs spread. Though her actions seemed rather deliberate.
"You'd better not forget me now that you've got Hannah," Susan said with a teasing smile, glancing back at her friend. "Hannah, take care of this fool. It's pretty easy, just spread those legs."
Hannah nervously blushed and nodded strongly. "Will do, S-Susan."
Dudley laughed and wrapped his arms around Susan's waist, his palms clenching her asscheeks each. "I think I smell something… Jealousy?"
"Hmph!" Susan smacked on his chest and leaned into the side of his face, grounding her sensitive loins over his rising erection. Into his ear, she whispered. "Can't wait for France."
"Oh?" Dudley felt something just then. Quickly, he slipped his hands underneath her skirt and to his delight, nothing was covering her soft bottom. Her pussy lay bare, drooling as she rubbed herself on him.
"Hehe… Don't be so greedy now." Susan teasingly kissed his cheek and jumped back, standing up. "I'll go get changed."
With that, Susan grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt from her bag and went to the lavatory.
Left alone, Dudley looked at Hannah. She had already changed her clothes but she was certainly dressed to impress. A cute full-sleeve top, tight around her bosom, and then a short, box pleat skirt, leaving the lower end of her thighs and the rest of the legs covered in see-through black stockings. Her blonde hair was untied, combed neatly in pretty waves.
"Excited?" He asked her.
Hannah nodded firmly. "It's my first time sitting in a muggle flying vehicle. A little… nervous?"
"Hah, don’t worry about it. Honestly, I thought about getting a private jet, but they’re not quite worth it yet. Maybe I'll buy one when we finish Hogwarts. For now, we've got a private charter jet." Even he looked forward to the trip. He'd gone to the States the last time, and this time it was the East.
"I can't wait," Hannah murmured excitedly.
"Me too."
Physically, emotionally, mentally, and financially. He couldn't wait to have a blast.
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Malfoy Manor.
While Dudley plotted an amazing holiday with his wealth greater than ever, the case was completely the opposite for Draco Malfoy.
"You have sullied the name of my great house! I can barely walk without hearing the laughter of filthy half-bloods and muggle-borns, mocking the Malfoy name behind my back! Do you have any idea what you’ve done?"
Draco stood still, feeling colder than the chilly hall of Malfoy Manor. Head down, eyes blurry with restrained tears of anger and frustration, never looking up at his father. He knew even his mother couldn't save him this time, hence she stood on the side silently.
"F-Father, I’ll pay it all ba—"
"You think it's about the money? Have you lost your mind? All these years I’ve drilled it into you—the Malfoy name is not to be tarnished. It’s gilded with gold, yes, but it’s not the gold that defines us! It’s reputation, prestige, discipline, pride, fear! Men tremble, they part ways when I walk through, not for my gold, you fool—for me!"
Draco held back his sniffles the best he could. "I-I didn't want to… I-It was that damn mudblood, father. He cheated… He tricked me. He lied to me and… won—"
Pa!
It wasn't powerful, but it was loud. The back of Lucius' hand connected sharply with Draco's face, throwing his head to the side. For a moment, complete silence fell between them. And when Draco looked up, he saw complete disappointment in his father's eyes.
"Do you hear yourself speaking? Pathetic! It doesn't matter how he won because he won and that's all that matters. You agreed to his bet, did you not?"
"I-I did…" Draco couldn't hold back his tears anymore. "I didn't want to. He f-forc—"
"There you go again." Lucius raised his hand, this time an actual slap.
"Please! Stop!" Narcissa jumped forward and shielded Draco. "That's enough!"
Lucius' face red in fury, he glared at his wife. Controlling himself, he took a step back, but his verbal aim changed. "This is all your fault! You've spoiled him for far too long. He doesn't understand the worth of money, nor the weight of his words. And this—this boy is meant to lead my house? I'd rather see it reduced to ashes!"
"Enough, Lucius! It's nothing but petty gossip behind your back. They've always done it, and they always will. Why let it bother you?" Narcissa defended her honor, she had to.
Lucius sneered and rushed to the side. He picked the latest edition of the Daily Prophet and showed a small article, titled ‘Malfoys Lose Steam, Dursley Wins Big!’
"Look at this! Does this look like some petty remark? Your son allowed that mudblood to drag my name through the dirt!! Look at this article!" Lucius threw the paper at Narcissa and gave Draco one last look before storming off.
"Discipline him, or I shall find far more... persuasive methods to make him behave!"
Soon enough the footsteps vanished.
Draco came out of his mother's embrace and wiped away his tears. Gritting his teeth, he still spewed venom. "It's him! Dudley! He must’ve bribed the Daily Prophet. Just because he’s got money, he thinks he can challenge us! That mudblood!"
In silence, Narcissa processed her son's rage-filled words. She wanted to discipline him but didn’t know where to begin.
"Forget about him, dear. For now, focus on finding a way to calm your father."
Finally, Draco cooled his head and agreed. "Yes, Mother."
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Unaware that he was being blamed for something he never did, Dudley was in a holiday mood.
"Mum, Dad, do you want anything from South Korea?" Dudley dragged his suitcase to the parked luxury taxi waiting for him. "I think I'll get Mum a lot of beauty products. Koreans have a great skincare routine."
"Oh, my pumpkin." Petunia giddily walked over and pecked on Dudley's cheeks. "No matter what you bring I'll cherish it."
"Agreed there." Vernon patted Dudley's shoulder. The man had certainly gained a few more kilograms to his weight. But his face held a different, content smile. "We have more than what we ever imagined, my boy. Just go and enjoy your time. Don't work all the time."
"I don't plan to, Dad."
With that, Dudley jumped into the taxi, picked Hannah up, and soon arrived at the airport.
One of the best things about traveling in a private jet was not having to go through normal terminal security, not that it was a hassle. Dudley himself was amused by how lax the security was since 2001 was still years away.
He didn't even have to get out of the luxury taxi since it was owned by the airport service. He was brought straight to the private jet—a beautiful Bombardier Global Express. It was expensive as fuck to rent it, but it was a company expense.
"T-This entire thing… is ours?" Hannah mumbled, noticing big, comfortable seats on the sides, high headroom, and farther in the back even a bed from the looks of it.
Dudley smiled warmly and gently guided her to one of the seats. "It's ours, and it’s going to fly. Here, let me fasten your seatbelt."
Looking like an excited little puppy, Hannah looked out of the window nonstop, and then at the elaborate, luxurious interior. The seats were indeed comfortable, and there was even an extra thigh support, followed by extendable leg support.
Immediately, she received a drink from the lone stewardess. It truly was an entirely new experience. Wizards used Portkey to travel distances and that was instant. This was… a muggle way of making magicless travel comfortable.
Dudley took out a camera and clicked Hannah's photos. Her smile was contagious, her excitement was visible.
"Oh! It feels like a portkey!" Hannah commented when the flight took off.
At her word, even Dudley realized that. "Wait, it does. I never thought that."
Ting!
Moments later, the seatbelt signs came off and Dudley dragged Hannah to the middle section of the plane where a large couch rested on one side and on the other side was a plasma TV screen.
This holiday, he wanted to show Hannah all things muggle. So, he started with a movie, then with some games on PlayStation 1.
Laughter, drinks, food, and a lot of music. The flight was almost 12 hours long, so they had too much time even after all that. So they ended up retreating to the private bed at the back of the plane. It was enough for them, and Dudley changed into a nightsuit and cuddled with his stunning, blonde friend with a shapely rump he couldn't help but spoon.
Although he felt needy, he didn't do anything to her. One of the main reasons he took her on the trip was to make her first time comfortable. Doing it on a flight was not that. It was surely exciting, but not comfortable.
For the rest of the flight, the two slept in each other's arms.
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"How do I look?" Hannah asked, getting dressed as the flight was about to land. She wore a knee-length floral print sundress of Hufflepuff colors. On her eyes were shades Dudley had gifted.
Dudley clicked her picture in response. Her sundress really matched her hair and her spotless skin made it even prettier. No doubt, girls from magical families grew blessed with magic, he reckoned.
"How, you ask?" Dudley grinned devilishly. "Let me show you."
"Oh!"
Dudley suddenly held her slender waist in his arms like he couldn’t get close enough, and kissed her deeply. He tasted her soft, glossy lips, deliciously sweet like candy. He didn’t have a “relationship” with her, but he sincerely wanted to be more of a gentleman to this shy, pretty girl, suckling her lips and gently sweeping his tongue.
Hannah was startled at first but instantly hugged his neck. The way he had treated her gave her the feeling of wanting to do more for him, actively kissing him back with a bit more heat. She pulled his neck closer with her arms, nibbling on his lips, and invaded his mouth with her tongue.
Their breaths turned hot, panting with every chance they got.
"Oh no!" Hannah cried when the kiss broke. "Dudley… your face."
"What?" Dudley turned sideways and looked at a small mirror. "What the!"
Half of his face was smudged by Hannah's lipstick. But then he looked back at Hannah and laughed loudly. "Hah! Look at yourself first."
Soon, the two laughed together and wiped each other's faces with a wet towel. That little kiss broke the ice between them, at least. The ice that kept them from being too intimate—sexually.
Quickly, Dudley donned a casual business suit and fixed Hannah in the seat with the seatbelt. Moments later, the plane landed with a smooth touchdown. He already felt the flight was worth its money, and it was hard to not buy it.
"Sir?"
At the stewardess' call, he woke up from the thoughts and deboarded the flight. Right outside, two nice Mercedes awaited them.
"Mr. Dursley, welcome to Seoul."
Dudley frowned. He had no idea who this white guy was. "You are?"
"Ah, forgive me. I'm Lucas Baker, the head of Korean holdings for D&D Capitals. Mr. Edwin Hughes hired me a month ago and sent me here to support your trip."
Edwin did? Dudley made a mental note to double-check.
"Thanks for coming out to greet us," Dudley said with a smile. "So, we're heading to the hotel first, right? We haven't had breakfast yet."
Lucas uneasily smiled. "I'm afraid not, Mr. Dursley. The Hyundai board is in a panic and they hope to meet you immediately. They're on the verge of a civil war, scared of the terms of your investment."
Hah, who is this boy? Dudley chuckled and opened the car's door for Hannah to sit inside.
"Lucas, is this your first job?"
"No, Sir. It's my second job. I used to work at a bank before," Lucas honestly answered.
Edwin should have sent a lawyer instead.
Dudley patted Lucas' shoulder, although the man was much older than himself. "Alright, rule number one—I’m the savior with billions in my pocket. When I meet someone, it's on my terms. Besides, I can't let my friend sit around getting bored in a business meeting. Just tell them I’m feeling a bit off, maybe airsickness. I'll see them tomorrow at ten sharp."
After that, Dudley opened a small suitcase he carried and took out a bunch of papers from it. "Make copies and send this to their board. This is my proposal."
Although multiple proposals had already been sent by D&D Capitals in the past, they were mostly meant to stir the waters. Now, with Dudley there, it was the real deal.
"See you tomorrow then."
Finally, Dudley joined Hannah in the backseat. Soon, the car drove off to a five-star hotel and in an hour, he walked into the penthouse with one heck of a view of the city. The signs of economic stress were visible, however. A lot of construction sites were spread around but no work was going on there.
In his heart, Dudley pondered if he should save the country from turning into the dystopian society it did in the future. Chaebols were strong already but were far from the future level. He definitely had the money to push or change government regulations with a bit of persuasion.
But he didn't want to go that route. It would make him no different from future monopolies that waged cultural wars.
"What about Japan's population collapse? Can I change that?" He pondered, truly seeking the limitation of his Arithmancy mastery. He was already able to predict the market to a degree. But can he predict the entire world's economy?
"What are you mumbling?"
Dudley felt a hand press against his back. He stopped looking out of the massive window and glanced at his pretty companion. "Let's go grab some lunch."
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After lunch, Dudley and Hannah toured some of the city's landmarks. Then, they went into some clubs to drink and dance to their heart's content. They were still young and not even twenty, hence they had enough energy to keep going until the date changed.
At midnight, the two strolled back to their penthouse, wobbly, sweating from the dancing.
"I need a bath, Dudley."
"Me too."
Both of them walked over to different rooms and took a quick shower. Then, they brushed their teeth, put on their bathrobes, and returned to the master bedroom of the penthouse.
Dudley noticed Hannah's awkward walk and dimmed the lights significantly. As soon as he heard the bedsheet rustle, he also joined in on the king-sized bed.
"Are we going to go bar hopping tomorrow too?" Hannah asked.
Trying to ease the silence? He felt it all through her tone.
"There are a few other cities and historical places I’d really like to see. This week, we’ll be in Seoul, and then next week we’ll get a chance to explore some other places. I've rented a car, so I'll be driving."
Hannah's head turned towards him and she eased closer to his body. Soon, her hand landed on his chest and her head over his shoulder. "You know how to drive?"
"I may have some magic, Hannah. But I'm still mostly a muggle," he replied, caressing her backside with an arm. She still wrote a bathrobe, one that was just one pull away from spreading open.
But Dudley didn't hurry and chatted with her for a while, slowly steering the conversation to something more intimate.
"So you've never even thought of dating someone?" He asked.
"Well, I suppose I always thought you were enough," she said softly, her eyes fixed on his with a tender smile. "And you? What about you?"
Dudley looked down, her face merely a few inches away. "Likewise—How could I when I had you… around?"
Dudley suddenly shifted and rolled over towards Hannah. A kiss landed on her lips as soon as he moved on top of her, elbows spread on the side of her shoulders. With knees spread at the sides of her thighs, his growing need throbbed and pressed over her wiggling legs.
Hannah kissed him back with passion, slowly matching his heated pace. She clearly craved his touch, her hands slipping into the opening of his robes and caressing his naked skin. She closed her eyes from the shyness, but her eager lips betrayed her thirst.
At first, it was a simple kiss, but then her petal-soft lips opened wider. Her tender, pink tongue came out, and the gentle caresses turned into a tug of war.
Dudley's knee shifted, moving one higher between her legs. He rubbed his knee against her core, heating her up as she squirmed under him. He loved how she was less timid this time, her hands ticklish against the skin of his chest, her core hot and humid.
“Ummmh…” Hannah moaned softly, her eyes fully closed.
Dudley moved his elbows up to the side of Hanna's face, his fingers combed into her hair while he kissed her even deeper this time. His plundering tongue slithered in and across her boneless flesh, claiming every inch. He pecked down to kiss her chin, licking her slender neck as she quivered. His hands untied the knot of her bathrobe, splaying it wide open.
His kiss continued to go down on her naked body, teasing her pure and untouched skin, beautiful and pale. Her honey-soft, perky breasts were smaller than Susan's, but they still had that jelly-like feeling he loved under his palm. He kept kissing, flicking his tongue over her hardened peaks, taking it in his teeth and biting down with slight pressure a moment later.
Hannah arched her back, moaning uncontrollably. "Mmmhhh! D-Dudle-eeeh…"
He cupped her blossoming swells tightly and savored the little whimpers that escaped her lips. Her hourglass waist trembled with each touch of his fingers, followed by those schoolwide famous hips, sloping down to her magnificent thighs. He felt her writhe as he caressed, licked, and nibbled his way across her body in relish.
Dudley went further and further down, leaving a trail of saliva on her undulating belly. He slurped her skin with hunger, eventually reaching down to her twitching, pink gates. Without a second thought, his tongue gave a long, slow lick along her clean-shaven slit.
“Uuughhh..” Hannah cried. A longer, more innocent sound than Dudley had ever heard from her.
He glanced up to see her hands twisting the sheets, her blushing face a picture of pleasure. His hands slid up her quivering thighs, spreading her legs wider and reaching her salivating core. Then he gave her a long, slurping kiss right on the bundle of nerves that he knew made her feel good.
“Ahh….” Hannah whimpered even louder, her senses going wild.
His finger also caressed her moist petals, pressing down until her pink flesh twitched around his digit. His finger went slow and steady, while his tongue stroked her sensitive little bean until she was bucking up into his face. He felt her juices start to coat his finger, curling up into her virgin hole.
The tightness of her unexplored depth clenched and shuddered around his digit, her wet walls twitching uncontrollably on his lips, and her legs struggling not to twist around his body. She gave a little half-sob, half-moan as he lapped her up, her hands gripped the bedsheet even tighter.
He probed her with his tongue this time, letting her have a taste of what was to come.
Dudley kept at it while his hand untied the knot of his bathrobe, easily removing everything with his nimble movements. He could feel her breathing heavily, moaning and muttering incoherently as her body begged for more. With one final, gentle lick at her center, he pulled away, smiling at her.
His massive cock lay bare as he finally sat up on his knees. He gripped his cock at the base, but still more of his length was exposed. It would need two of his wide palms to cover his entire length, and he was proud of that fact. His thickness was more than most, his veins were the peak signs of masculinity, and the throbbing purple head, a harbinger of sinful need.
Dudley shifted forward between her knees, and pushed her legs up with his hands, spreading them wide. With palms spread under her thighs, he felt his fingers sink into her glistening, tender flesh. Her ass was simply too soft and shapely, her thighs the best pillow a man could dream of.
He playfully ground his balls on her pussy, laying the entire length of his cock on her pelvis and belly. It clearly showed how deep it was going to go, almost reaching her belly button. The excitement already caused his shaft to twitch against her skin in greed, but he still wanted her first time to feel good, not just pain.
"Are you really okay with this, Hannah?" Dudley asked, seeing her wide eyes locked on his fully erect shaft, her one hand already pressed on her lips and the other clenching the bedsheet on the side.
"Hmm…" She nodded, though her brows didn't stop creasing. "W-Will it fit?"
Dudley chuckled and rubbed his cockhead on her fiery entrance, so wet and perfect to his eyes. Those gates perfectly hid everything except a faint outline of her pink flower. "I'll be gentle, Hannah… so… so gentle."
“Ahh….” Hanah let out a small whimpering gasp as she felt a large, blunt, slithering probe peek in between her most secret place.
Then, she felt something sting within her, a little pain and aching. But those feelings were overwhelmed by the stretch of his girth, opening up her petals to full bloom. She could feel it fill her up entirely, inch by inch spearing its way inside her, stinging but oh so good. The way it pressed against her walls, caressing her sensitive spots as it went in, drove her wild.
Dudley guided his straining shaft inside her virgin depth, getting a clear look at how her pussy swallowed him slowly, struggling to clench around him. Her juices flowed onto his cock, oiling it up to fit her tight core. His cock stroked her silky walls gently, splaying every inch of her moist flesh.
But suddenly he saw that tinge of red, slowly seeping down the rest of his length like a red string mixed in her nectar.
Dudley quickly took the fluffy bathrobe beside him and wiped it off the base of his shaft. "Are you okay? Should I stop?"
“Umm–hm,” Hannah nodded weakly, “K-keep going… I’m fine..” she muttered, feeling a slight sore in her pussy. A flicker of pain colluded her mind for a fleeting moment. Yet, the sensation swiftly dissipated, drowned out by Dudley’s throbbing cock inside of her. Her body wanted more, urging her to make him keep going.
With that, Dudley leaned over her with his weight and started to push in deeper, feeling her body wither under him. His lips met hers, stifling the loud cries in her throat as he kept pushing his cock toward the very depth of her unexplored cave of wonders. The tightness felt like a wet rubber glove, squeezing onto his struggling little beast.
He practically molded her pussy to his size, being the first guy to dip between her legs. It took his everything to not push hard, what he truly desired.
When he finally felt her steady breath, he whispered into her ear, “I’m going to move now…”
Hanna simply nodded, overwhelmed by the stretch in her loins. She had no idea how big other boys normally were, but she knew Dudley was big. And that little challenge made her want him to give her his everything. So she could come out victorious.
She could feel her walls clenching around him, gripping and releasing as much as it could, subconsciously wanting him to move faster. This was bigger than the toy she had felt before, so much better in many ways.
Dudley started to move his hips, thrusting into her ever so slowly. The feeling of her stretched lower lips scraping over his cock, the milking need tightly gripping around him. It all felt so heavenly, so tight and constricting, dangling him on the edge of oblivion. He roughly grasped one of her breasts to vent his ravenous hunger, brushing his thumb back and forth against her nipple.
"Oh, oh! Oh, Dudley!" Hannah cried out as the tension, glorious and terrible, built up inside her. Her belly tightened, her soaked pussy throbbing nonstop.
Hannah held onto his neck for dear life, her nails dug into his back, her lips brushing against his chest. She felt nothing but ecstasy, his cock stuffing her as their flesh started to slap against each other.
Under his loving, weighty large frame, she felt so desired. His thrusts made her body arch with her hips rising. Hannah could feel the pokes and prods of his cock titillating her insides, especially on her cervix. Pushing every button, shattering her straining walls.
“Ah Ahh!! D–dudleeey~! I-I can’t hold it…. Aahhh! Nuoohhh~” She cried out, gripping his back tightly. He stretched and churned her so much she almost rolled her eyes in bliss.
Dudley kept going, his pace steadily growing faster as he lost himself in her tight embrace. “Don’t hold it in… Take it all in Hannah, let it go.”
Hannah’s body started to stiffen up with pulsating waves of pleasure. She gripped his shoulders tighter and tighter as if her insides were exploding. Ripples of ecstasy poured through her and flooded her expanded pussy to the brim.
Dudley didn’t stop. His cock went as deep as it could inside her, hunger taking over his senses. His throbbing hardness moved in and out, each thrust pulled out squelches of her nectar. Her soft walls clamped around him with massaging throbs, sending wave after wave of pleasure up his spine.
"Hah… Hannah, I have the potion. Just tell me… where?"
"Ummmh… Oh, Du… I-Inside! I want to feel it all… all of you-uh!" She answered, still on a pleasurable high. She could feel the tension still there, instinctively gyrating her hips, wanting more and more of that addicting bliss.
“Ghh…!” Dudley shuddered and delved in with slamming thrusts.
The way she churned around him threw him to completion, wrapping around him so tightly like the embrace of an angel. Her hot silky nectar stroked his length, forcing him to fill up her pussy with his white virile seeds. His muscles stiffened, and he poured himself into her with lightning bolts of fulfillment. Burst after burst, jolting his body into paradise until he had no more to give.
At the same moment, Hannah felt as if her vision turned white, hearing a faint long ring. Her squelching walls climaxed once more, flooding onto his unstoppable cock. Pain was far from her thoughts, it was all just sinful, addicting sensations.
Dudley gulped and gently laid there on top of her trembling body, hugging her closer while letting the waves of pleasure wash over them.
Hannah wrapped her arms around his body, tears of relief after absolute pleasure pooling in her eyes.
Dudley could feel her still quivering in his arms, so he rolled over to his side, pulling her along to settle on top of his chest.
His cock calmed down and slipped out of her on its own. He felt the sticky culmination of their climax dribble out of her throbbing pussy, painting his flaccid cock. He ignored it all and held her there for a long moment, enjoying their relaxing little rest.
"D-Dudley."
"Hm?"
"Thanks."
Hannah gently pecked on his lips.
"Ah!" She felt sore as she shifted off his chest and stood up, a little wobbly. "I need to clean up."
"Me too." Smirking, Dudley jumped off the bed and scooped her in his arms with ease. "Let me help.”
Hannah giggled, knowing very well the help was only going to turn her more sore. But she was all for it.
“I can’t wait to rub it against Susan.”
Oh my Hannah, you’re too naive. That demoness will only laugh at your face and pull you into the bed too.
“I’d love to spectate.”
Or participate?
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Sebas Tian
Lol, tldr the world is fucking complicated xD.
Sebas Tian
Japan's population collapse is just the first of many population collapses, SK and China follow behind them 10-25 years in that regard. With most other first world countries following along, although to a lesser degree than the eastern nations. Rapid industrialization along with different cultural practices also make it hit extra hard. Im the west we are usually obligated to help our elders, parents and grandparents as they age. I'm a lot of eastern cultures it's a presumption that the younger generation takes care of the older. Which also compounds with the lack of young people and the growing population of elderly.
Sebas Tian
Dystopian is a strong word to describe modern day SK, maybe another 50 years if it continues it's current pace. Of course there is a lot of discontent simmering in SK right now so that could either make it less of one, or hurry it forward.
