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Second Chances [The Dudley Story] 10 - Professor Dudley & Gloating Victory
🕑 Added 2024-12-29 10:21:20 +0000 UTC"Hmm…" Padma exhaled a deep, warm breath. "Is it done?"
"Brilliantly!" Dudley praised and ended all his intimate touch. He stepped away from her and seriously evaluated the potion, as well as transferred it into a container. "Let's test it first."
Dudley used a spoonful of pure alcohol and mixed a drop of Babbling Potion.
Woosh!
Instantly, the alcohol caught fire.
"Perfect, Padma! Go ahead, give it a sip."
"I can?" Padma reacted with shock.
"Well, it's best to experience the effects of your potions firsthand,” Dudley advised and handed her a spoon. "I'll try it with you."
Padma smiled brightly and agreed right away. She dipped the spoon in the potion and took some. Then, Dudley did the same and clanked it with her spoon to toast.
"Cheers."
At the same time, both downed the perfect quantity of the potion.
"Ten points to Ravenclaw." He praised and patted Padma's shoulder intimately. "Alright, next up is the Skin Softening Potion. It’s not too tricky to brew—just a bit pricey with the ingredients."
Quickly, Dudley and Padma cleaned the workstation and set up new tools. Finally, Dudley brought the three ingredients needed for the potion. The three looked expensive as they came in small, beautiful boxes, diamond-like patterned vials, and even smelled amazing.
"Since this one's not in the book, I'll verbally guide you. Add the oil in the cauldron first."
Dudley once again stepped up behind her. But he heard her giggle instead of heaving a sigh. He also chuckled, sensing the honest excitement she felt.
Seems like the Babbling Potion is working its magic.
"Stir the oil clockwise for five minutes,” he instructed.
"That's it? Isn't that too easy, Dudley?" Padma asked, but her tone sounded more like she was teasing him.
Dudley leaned in and hugged her shamelessly, wrapping his arms around her entire waist and feeling her delicate belly and warmth. He lowered his face to the side of her face once again. "I told you it's easy. Go ahead, add the first vial."
"Oh, the scent is so… amazing. It feels… warm and exciting."
"Me too…" Dudley pushed the straining tent in his pants over her bubble bottom. The softness he felt with each gentle push made him heat up even more. " Definitely warm, definitely exciting… But it's just the beginning."
"Hmm… I can't wait.” Too excited like a jumping little rabbit, Padma subtly moaned her babbling words as she wiggled her bottom from side to side.
Dudley kept his face beside her cheek and took deep breaths, tickling her skin with the hot air of his lungs. It wasn’t just the potion, Padma's own spicy perfume was making him feel things. Spicy, tingling things. His large arms around her waist continued to squeeze harder, making his attention on her body very obvious.
Slowly, he guided her to add all the ingredients.
"Now keep stirring it clockwise until it has an oily, creamy texture."
"Understood, Professor Dudley." Padma giggled even more.
Dudley chuckled and took a long, deep breath before muttering close to her ear. "Why don't you let me help you test the potion? I could apply it to your leg first, just to make sure your skin reacts well to it."
"Umm…" Padma moved her legs back and forth, grounding her hips into him harder. "I'd like that… I think."
Dudley's hands moved up from her belly. Both his palms gently landed on her small breasts. He felt her thin bra cup but didn't squeeze, simply giving her some looming pressure.
He heard her moanful breath, small and delicate, full of expectations.
"I think it's finished. Douse the hearth and let it cool down,” Dudley instructed. But this time, he didn't move away from her. "Why don't you go over to that bench and lie down? Take off your socks."
"Um… Okay." Padma pursed her lips, feeling some sensations that made her needy. "Anything else other than my socks?"
Dudley warmly smiled and gave a gentle squeeze on her breast. Then, he let her go. "Let's take it slow."
Padma blushed red, her chocolate skin glistened under the mere steam that came off of the creamy potion.
Dudley watched as Padma went over to the massage bench, step by step her slender legs moving her ass in sexy swings. She sat there for a moment, removing her socks from her little feet, wiggling her adorable toes in nervousness, her blush clearly visible. He couldn’t help but feel even hotter as he saw the socks slide down her smooth skin.
Dudley grabbed the cauldron and poured the creamy potion into a beaker. He walked over to Padma, confidently; knowing exactly what he was going to do with it. He climbed onto the bench and sat down right beside her slender legs.
"Let's get started,” he said, pouring some potion onto his palms.
Dudley applied the potion over her legs, massaging his hands over her skin. He tickled her toes with his nimble digits, the flat side of the foot, her small ankles, then her shins, all the while feeling the quivering trembles over her body.
His hands slowly went up towards her naked thighs, sliding right under her skirt while squeezing her chocolate flesh with a scorching, gentle rhythm. He could feel her legs trying to squirm, but holding back as her goosebumps started to rise.
“Umm….” Padma exhaled with a deep indulgent whimper.
Dudley’s hands continued to go up and up, letting her flesh spill between his fingers as he squeezed and rubbed. The tips of his fingers barely touched her white panties. But then, he suddenly stopped and focused back on her wiggling legs.
"I think… It's working. I can feel it already… soft and shining." He truly admired her shining brown skin. "Feel it."
Padma sat up and felt her legs. She notices the softness and the shine and with eyes wide, “It really worked!”
"Should I continue?" Dudley asked, faintly smiling.
That was enough to send the message. Padma bit her lips and nodded giddily. She laid back down, legs straightened. "Yes! I mean… please do."
Dudley chuckled and leaned over her body once more, placing his hands on her smooth legs. He massaged her thoroughly, his fingers pressing all the way over her tense, nervous muscles. His oily hands slid sensually over her plump thighs all the way to her heated core.
“Ummh… You're good at massaging… Got a backup career as a masseur,” Padma blurted out a compliment.
“Only for the ladies. Yeah, why not,” Dudley smirked while he massaged her inner thighs, his thumbs “accidentally” brushing against her cotton-covered slit. He could feel the warm, wet heat starting to form on the material of her panties.
“Suits you…Hihi…” Padma closed her eyes, the smile never leaving her charming face.
“How about your belly? You want it to spread evenly, right?” Dudley asked, but his hands were already busy pulling out the bottom of her shirt from the waistband of her skirt.
“Umm-hmm...” Padma nodded happily.
Popping out her shirt buttons one by one, Dudley’s other hand dove under the opening and started rubbing her undulating, naked belly. All the way up, he lathered her creamy skin, his hands reaching for her heaving, handful breasts.
“Hehe.. Dudley, that tickles… umm… Keep going.”
“As you wish, M’lady…”
To his delight, he found that her bra had the hooks on the front and “mistakenly” opened it. He never knew that was a thing, inwardly praising the inventor. Her small breasts jutted out as the white bra spread wide like the wings of a sinful angel. Her dark tips jiggled every time she took a breath, capturing Dudley's full attention.
“Oh! Dudley… You're so bad~” Padma yelped.
“And you're just so beautiful… Want me to keep going?” He asked, his hands massaging her swells thoroughly. His digits danced around as her oiled-up flesh slipped and slid between them. He molded her hills with the utmost care, covering every inch of her brazenly exposed breasts with creamy, oily delight.
“Yes please.”
“Turn around, let's get every last inch,” he instructed.
Padma followed along, turning her body on the table. She removed her shirt and bra as she turned, exposing the lustrous, blemish-free back entirely. Now her ass jutted up, swaying a little with every move of Dudley’s hand. The hem of her skirt swayed over the back of her toned thighs, skimming her skin teasingly.
“Here, let me help you with that,” Dudley muttered as he pulled down the back zipper of her skirt, and easily pulled it down and off her legs.
Now Padma lay there, with nothing on but her white cotton panties. Her back glistened with a tinge of heated sweat, squirming to find a good position for her smushed breasts. The curve of her bottom was so sinful and inviting that Dudley couldn’t help but focus his massages on it even more.
Dudley aimed for the panties, and slipped both hands under the opening of her legs, squeezing and molding her plump ass. His thumb constantly brushed against her two sensitive holes, sliding along as he spread the cream.
She writhed under his hands, breathing out loud and audibly. Her ass jutted up even more every time Dudley touched a sensitive point. It was a grand invitation from her body, reluctant to part with his hot hands. She wanted even more, and of course, even deeper.
"Merlin, you're so soft, Padma… I don't think you needed the cream…" Dudley praised as his one hand moved to massage her lithe back, the other opening up the buttons of his own shirt.
"Mmm… I think I do… A lot of it…" She replied with moans.
Sensing no protests, Dudley slowly pulled down her panties, letting her lay there completely naked. He took a moment to also take off his pants and underwear, standing bare right beside the massage table. Then, he massaged her flushed bottom once more, this time palming her upper thighs intentionally, pushing her to raise her ass even more.
“Oohh…..” Padma moaned as she felt the large hands guiding her lower body. She complied and lifted her ass bit by bit, letting him see her naked and exposed, moist slit. She could feel the oily, wide palm cupping her entire heated furnace, supporting her waist up. She bent her knees a little, stretching her curve back like a cat craving heat.
“Beautiful,” Dudley muttered as he got a clear view of her twitching petals.
He climbed back onto the massage table right behind her, kneeling between her spread calves, holding on to each ass cheek with his hands.
His thumbs trailed along her wet petals, up and down, feeling her body start to shiver uncontrollably. While stroking her bundle of nerves with his thumb, his right index finger entered her heavenly gates, earning a long melodious moan. His left hand kept massaging her ass, pinching and squeezing the russet skin.
“Ahhh… Yes!” Padma cried out in delight. That subtle brush against her treasured spot, his curling fingers, and the rough pinching on her ass sent her into a frenzy. Her body craved more and more as her ass swayed. Beads of sweat started to form on her back when Dudley added another finger to her pussy.
Dudley spread the cream thoroughly inside as he did outside, his gentle hands moving vigorously now. He loved watching her juices drip every time his two fingers plunged into her squelching core, drawing out more as his digits curled inside her. His right thumb continued to swish around her swollen clit, his left oily fingers brushing against her twitching star-shaped hole.
“Ohh… Ohhh… Du–dley!” Padma tried to look back, looking at his lustful expression as he watched her pussy gaping and clenching around his finger. “You… like watching it... So much?” she taunted sensually.
“You're just… too… fucking hot!” Dudley leaned over her a bit more, his time thrusting his fingers into her with swift movements of his arms, finger fucking her aggressively.
“Ohh…ohh.. Fuuck!” Padma screamed onto the towel under her, both hands gripping whatever she could. Her body shivered uncontrollably, her pussy clenching hard around his fingers. With an incredible climax, a pulsating wave of pleasure took over. Her watery nectar burst onto his fingers, sploshing and dripping onto the towel under them.
“Haaah… haah….” Padma gulped and tried to breathe in. Her knees went weak, lowering her ass back down as she lay there prone feeling the last waves of pleasure washing over her. She almost wondered why she came so fast, but remembering the large palms he had, there was nothing else to wonder about
“My turn,” Dudley chuckled and leaned over her withering body. He got down on her back in a push-up position, hands wide on the massage table, right beside her shoulders. He spread her legs wider with his knees, his cock probing her ass for a way in.
His iron-hard cock slithered between the tight, wet entrance, searching for that hot, sweltering pussy that was ready and waiting for him. He pushed in a little, parting her flushed petals, then gently thrust his length into her tight, clenching pussy.
“Ahhh!” Padma mewled as she felt his length going in, inch by inch, stretching her to insanity. Her body wanted to rest, but her lustful mind wanted more. Her soaking pussy gripped around his immense girth, her juices lubricating the path, deep down to her cervix. The nudge of his cock head felt deeper than anything, going all the way up to her lower belly.
“That’s it….” Dudley groaned as he felt the tight squeeze. His cock felt the wet, warm embrace, and his balls loved the cuddle between her ass cheeks.
He started to move his hips, plunging into her as his pelvis collided with her bouncing ass. The slow and gentle movements formed a rhythm that slowly burned with vigor, going faster and stronger. His lengthy cock poked at her cervix entrance over and over, smashing her to oblivion. Even when she couldn’t take his whole length, her clenching ass still milked him to the base.
Padma yelped and groaned, loving every moment of it. “Oohh fuck! Yessss! Yess! Harder! Fuck me!”
Dudley felt her urging even more with her raised ass. He leaned on her body entirely, his weight pressing her down, hugging her neck with his arm, wildly plowing into her pussy, his pelvis bouncing on her jiggling ass. The massage table creaked hard, echoing the sounds of their squelching and slapping flesh.
“You like it this way? You like my cock? You want this?” He groaned, babbling whatever came to mind into her ear. His ass jolted onto her, fucking her senseless again and again. Her tightness edged him to insanity, his girth utterly squeezed between each thrust.
“Yess! Yes! I love your big… cock! It’s better than anything I’ve felt before!!”
He babbled into her ears the whole time and she did so too, they moaned and muttered incomprehensible words, loud and rough, echoing in the room. Wanting more, he kissed her shoulder, her neck, her cheeks, lathering his tongue and spit on whatever he could reach.
Padma looked sideways and kissed his lips too, her slithering tongue exploring his mouth as he suckled on hers. As their mouths locked onto each other, he plowed into her with no mercy, churning her insides with every deep thrust.
Dudley was teetering on the edge, feeling that itching tingle that strained his cock to no end. It was now or never, and he certainly wouldn’t stop now. Taking advantage of her shorter frame, his one arm slid under her neck and hugged her in a faint chokehold, clenching her soft body, weighing himself into her harder as he abandoned himself to pleasure.
“Ghh…!” Dudley grunted, slamming in deeper as he pulled her glistening, brown, doll-like body into his thrust. His abdomen contracted as if all of his batter was sucked out of his body. He jolted in one last time and felt the mind-numbing, gushing flow of his climax spray into her. Ecstatic, each pump made his hips ground down into her squeezed body, savoring the warm, drenched, slippery depths of her filled pussy.
“Ahhh!” Padma climaxed again, breaking through the final threshold, drowning the large cock in her juices.
They both rode the wild and wonderful waves of sheer ecstasy, coming at the same time. He allowed his molten juices to intermingle with hers, thrusting a couple more times with sheer determination to spill every last drop.
As her pussy twitched in numbness, Padma’s body slowly relaxed, slumping down in exhaustion, releasing Dudley’s weakening cock. Her ragged breathing slowed down, but her heart still thumped widely.
Dudley pulled back, sitting on his knees between her legs. He saw the messy culmination of their fucking, rolling down her slit and staining the towel. Seeing her that way, Dudley also took a deep breath, allowing all the shuddering and goosebumps on his body to relax. He could see the side of her messy face, hair, and sweaty forehead, but it didn’t diminish the charm she had.
“Ummm….. Thank you, Dudley… It was… uh… so nice…” Padma mumbled between pants. “Such an amazing… Potions class…”
Dudley fell beside her flat on his back, panting after the amazing exertion. "You're one brilliant student, Padma."
"Learning from the beh… best," Padma mumbled and turned sideways to hug his chest and put her head on his shoulder. "I… I didn't know you were so big."
Dudley chuckled and hugged her back, feeling the warmth of her smooth skin. Her teasing hand playfully holding his flaccid length didn't help either. "Was it too much?"
"No." Padma squeezed his length, "It was perfect… Oh, I can't remember the last time I came so much.
As a few minutes went by, they felt their hearts calm down and the air feeling cold. His erection had no traces left, despite Padma's playful hands, as if addicted to him.
She wants to go another round?
"Dudley…"
"Yeah?"
"Can we continue these classes?"
"Who said we're stopping?" he replied.
"No, I meant… 'this' class."
Just say it openly, girl.
"Well…" Dudley squeezed her body into his chest harder and arched sideways to reach for her ass. He gave a hard squeeze and grinned. "You think I can ever stop now?"
"Heh… Thanks. Oh, we're not a thing, right?"
Dudley's heart froze. "Do you want that?"
"No! Bloody no! My parents would kill me."
Expected that much. Dudley nodded and silently let out a sigh of relief.
"Then there's no need to worry, Padma," he reassured her and tried to get up. "We can keep this between us. And… we should probably head back to the Great Hall now."
Padma nodded and got off his chest. Yet again, she shyly covered her breasts and wore her bra. Using the towel, she cleaned herself between the legs and slowly put on the uniform.
"By the way, I got the potion to… help with things," Dudley said, pulling out a vial from his discarded pants and handing it to her. "Your parents will definitely kill you if you don't take this."
"Oh, thank Merlin!" Padma exclaimed, grabbing it quickly. "I was so worried, but I didn't want to spoil the moment."
Dudley chuckled and grabbed the potions they had made. Since he had used real ingredients, they were also real.
"You should head out first."
Padma nodded and skipped towards Dudley first. Shyly, she rose on her toes and pecked a quick lip tap on his lips. "Thanks for being such an amazing professor, Dudley."
"Don't be late for the next class."
Once she was gone, Dudley sprayed some scent on himself to make it different from what Padma smelled of. After that, he sneakily exited the Room of Requirement and went to see Professor Vector.
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The moment of truth had arrived.
The Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Quidditch match had begun and from the very beginning, it was intense. Gryffindor took the lead and Slytherin turned highly aggressive in their play. Harry was a constant target, having to avoid the bludgers time and time again.
In the stands, Dudley sat calmly with a book in his hands. While Hannah and Susan on his side jumped and shouted in cheer, he was the odd one out in the front row reading 'Best Lines From Movies.'
"Be a little cheerful," Hermione advised from his left.
Dudley shrugged and turned the page. "What's the point? I know the outcome."
Hermione and Ron were there with him, wanting to join Dudley since so much money was on the line. Heck, a lot of Gryffindors had chosen to sit where he was, instead of huddling somewhere else. They wanted to see Dudley win.
"By the way…" Dudley eyed the bushy-haired girl with purpose. "Where’s Professor Lupin?"
Hermione looked left and right at the other audience towers. "I… don't know."
"Strange, he always disappears when you need him," Dudley muttered and turned another page. "Every month, right?"
"You…"
With an intrigued look, Dudley closed his book and stood up. After a brief glance at the score, he looked back at Hermione on his left. "You know it?"
Hermione weakly nodded.
"That's great. I just wanted to tell you in case you missed it. I wouldn't want you getting hurt now." Dudley said and sidestepped closer to her. He then leaned sideways and whispered near her ear. "And I know your secret, by the way."
Hermione almost jumped when his breath struck her ear. "W-What secret?"
Dudley teasingly grinned. "Tik-tok, tik-tok… Ah, I forgot my watch."
"No!" Hermione instinctively grabbed Dudley's arm, worry etched on her pretty face.
Dudley found her cute and winked. "I was just teasing, Hermione. I have to admit, I'm impressed. Managing so many subjects must be a challenge… I can only imagine the headaches."
Nodding, Hermione calmed down, blushing and yet refusing to release his arm from her grip. "It's hard, but I manage. But I don't think I'll do it next year. It's too much."
"I was just about to say that. It's time for you to start taking your role in D&D Capital more seriously. You've gotten through most of the basics and intermediate stuff, and now it's time to put that knowledge to use."
Woosh!
Right then, Harry zoomed past in front of them.
"Let's discuss it later." Dudley stopped talking and focused on the match.
Draco was about to catch the Snitch, desperate greed visible on his face. But Harry was onto him already and approaching fast.
Woosh!
"Harry! Dodge!" Hermione shouted.
Bole from Slytherin tried to hit Harry with a Bludger. But Harry dodged it in time and zoomed towards Draco.
Right before Draco was about to grab the Snitch, Harry pushed Draco's hand out of the way and captured the Snitch himself.
"Wooohoooo!" Ron roared.
"Gryffindor Wins with two-thirty points!"
Dudley smirked all the while staring at Draco's defeated figure slowly descending towards the ground. Meanwhile, Harry was punching the air with the Snitch in his hand. Soon enough, the entire team lifted Harry in the air on the ground.
"Let's go," Dudley muttered and left his seat.
Smelling spicy drama, the entire spectator tower he was at followed him. Most of them were Gryffindor, but Dudley always kept his girls on his sides—the Hufflepuff Trio, as they were called. However, more vulgar mouths called them other things.
Dudley climbed down the tower and headed towards the changing room of the Quidditch teams. Outside, the celebration was slowly coming to an end as Dumbledore handed the Quidditch Cup to the Gryffindor team.
By the time Dudley arrived inside the changing rooms, the Gryffindor team also gathered to savor the drama.
"Go away, mudblood!" Crabbe and Goyle were standing guard outside Slytherin's changing room.
Dudley chuckled and looked left and right. "What are you going to do? Hit me? Use magic? I commend your spine, but I've got about three dozen lads and ladies behind me."
Unbothered by the two, Dudley pushed the two boys aside and walked into the Slytherin changing room. Calling the place gloomy was an understatement, the entire team was sitting on the benches with their heads hanging low.
Clap! Clap!
Dudley clapped, mocking them, of course. "Why the long faces, folks? Winning and losing is just part of the game. Isn't that right, Draco?"
Red-eyed and furious, Draco raised his head, staring at Dudley with pure hatred. "What do you want, Dudley?"
"What? What do you mean? Did you forget the bet? A hundred thousand Galleons?" Dudley frowned, exaggerating every word and movement of his body. "I hope a Malfoy always pays his debt."
Draco turned red and came rushing towards Dudley. "I haven't forgotten, Dursley. If you've come here to gloat, you can leave. I'll give you the money tomorrow."
"As you should, buddy."
Truly, he was enjoying the moment.
"Go away then!" Draco growled, almost reaching for his wand. "I'll see how long you can keep that grin on your face."
Ah, so he knows something. Another reason to bankrupt his daddy.
Dudley took that as a sign that Draco knew about events related to the Dark Lord. Something was going on behind the scenes.
"Well…" Dudley stepped forward and shamelessly patted Draco's shoulder. "No need to screech."
"I'm not…"
Pat!
Dudley patted harder on Draco's shoulder. He was taller, larger, and more imposing, after all. "It's not personal, Sonny. It's strictly business."
Ah, Godfather, classic line.
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Choice Question - Peter Pettigrew Dies. How many people will know Dudley was behind the plan?
1. Only Lily. (This path makes it easier to seduce Lily.)
2. Lily, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Sirius. (This path brings more danger since Sirius and Harry will try to constantly seek his help later.)
Comments
Eymi Lopez
1
Ole Ryste
1
Goxo
1, but trim a bit from 2 to being just Hermione so that he is in the loop for any crazy plans Harry will do. Also that it will give him opportunity to seduce Hermione during one of senerios you create in the future.
Noctis117
1
Cup of Happy
1
Lord Mehmeh
2 drama is good for the story
Marcus
1
Hildisvini
1
John Bose
1
VedasQuaron
1
bone lord
1
S
1
UnlimitedLikes
1
Jan Osa
1
Graymage
1
Robert Brown
I personally feel Dudley should stick to his original game plan, for as long as it's profitable to do so..... long story short, option 1 is the way to go.
woody wolff
1
DandyMann
1
BLazeSavage
1
Immaculate Fyre
1
liam darrell
1
Ofeq 2003
He is not a God damn saint he's a businessman
Ofeq 2003
1
Ofeq 2003
Dudley's moto in life: I only believe in one thing... And that's money!
Patrick Darmon
1
Niaagara-san
Definitely number 1, thanks for the double chapter.
Darth Bane
1
Max Horrichs
1. only Lily
Juan Correa Sandoval
Lily
Aeden Emrys
Thanks for the story so far! As for your question, I say to only have Lily know! Looking forward to reading much more of this interesting story in the new year!
JustAFan
1 only lily
Muffinman99J
Only Lily. Also thanks for the two chapters.
MrPlotThickens
The next chap will be Golden Lion or Wolf Becomes Stag
VBDA
When the next golden lion ch ?
