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Second Chances [The Dudley Story] 4 - Christmas, Cash & Hugs
🕑 Added 2024-11-19 18:53:52 +0000 UTCT-That's where I was born… in my past life… S-she heard it all!?
Walnut Ridge was a small city in Arkansas. The place of his birth, but not his growth. And he did mumble about how much he disliked his home to the unconscious Lily. It was a stupid thing to do, but he just used her half-dead body to let out everything that was boiling up inside his mind.
Clearly, it wasn't the smartest thing to do.
"Just me?" He asked again.
"She's waiting for you, Dud." Harry reminded him, a look of gratitude emitting from him. "Go, she probably wants to thank you for everything you've done."
Yeah, in your dreams…
With a sigh, Dudley stood up and walked into the room. He glanced towards the bed and found Lily sitting in regular clothes, a flower print ankle-length gown with a warm sweater above. Her hair was tied behind her head in a bun, and her green eyes were much more full of life now.
No regrets about the bodily praise I showered. He thought and approached the side of the bed. Wait, how do I address her? Uh, let's just be Dudley.
"You wanted to talk, Aunt Lily?"
"Thank you."
At her first words, he looked up at her instinctively, finding her eyes locked onto him. What did she say?
"I don't care who you are, or what your intentions were. I couldn't be there for Harry when he needed me the most. You saved him from greater torment, you saved his childhood from being ruined. Not once did he come to see me and not talk about you with so much passion, respect, and adoration. Thank you—for protecting my son."
This was not what Dudley had in mind. So easily? That's it?
"If you're wondering, I did. I heard it all and I still remember it. You… I don't know how you know things that you shouldn't. I don't know how you know the futu—"
"Visions!" Dudley cleared things up quickly. "The night before I forced Mum and Dad to give Harry the room, I saw visions and… I changed."
"Visions?" Lily silently stared at his face, searching for even a hint of a lie.
Dudley shrugged. "They came like a dream and then I woke up like this."
"In that body, you mean?"
Ugh, she knows. Dudley finally got the confirmation. What to do now?
"Don’t worry, it doesn’t matter to me. Actions speak louder than words. Petunia and Vernon have made it clear they are far from decent creatures. I can’t consider them human after they abused my son—a baby." Lily breathed raggedly as if suppressing her rage. "Walnut Ridge or Waddington, you did what was right."
"So…" Dudley slurred, confused about what to even talk about.
"Call Harry in. I'm tired of this hospital scent."
That's it? Dudley stepped away from her bed and left the room. I guess she'll look for me again later.
There were too many things he had spoken that must have piqued her interest. Especially the things about the future. He was more surprised by her nonchalance about it.
But it went better than I expected. Let's be grateful for that.
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Lily spent the night at the Dursley house. She stayed inside Harry's room the whole time, keeping interaction with Petunia and Vernon to the bare minimum. She didn't look for Dudley, nor did Dudley try to speak with her.
Instead, Dudley locked his room and went to sleep right away, planning to camp at his company for the next coming days instead. To him, being a wizard was a side hobby, but being a muggle-born was his real life, his reality.
Magic was surely very handy, and knowing all the wizards and witches was a joy. But, at the end of the day, he saw money as the real power no matter which side of the world it was. With money, the Ministry of Magic could be manipulated, just as any other government in the world.
As the morning sun dawned, Dudley woke up early, packed a small bag for himself, and walked out of his room. To his surprise, he found Harry's room open too, with bags littered across the floor as all of Harry's items were gone from the room.
"You're moving?" He found Harry packing his stuff while Lily sat on the side, still recovering from her years of coma.
"Morning, Dud. Mum got the house across the street. We're moving things there."
Dudley walked inside the room and started helping Harry. Most of the things were already packed, so he helped them bring the bags and boxes down and then take them across the street. It took them a few rounds, but eventually, all traces of Harry ever living at 4 Privet Drive vanished.
It was a delightful memory for Harry. But for Dudley, it marked the greatest shift in the storyline that he knew so well. Lily being alive was inconsequential until now. But the moment she woke up, all his future knowledge started to seem useless. Other than factual knowledge, he knew he had to tread carefully and keep himself hidden in the shadows.
"Thank you, Dudley. Take a seat, I'll make you boys some tea."
Dudley looked at the green-eyed woman, a little disappointed she was sticking to baggy dresses for now. Looking at her, nobody would say she had an adult son.
Well, she had Harry at just twenty.
"Thanks, Aunt Lily, but I’ve got to get to London—loads to do there. I’ll stop by again soon, though. Take care of yourself, yeah?" Dudley gave a friendly wave before stepping out of the cozy new house, already looking lovely with all its fine furniture. "Oh, and one more thing—I’m planning a little Christmas get-together at mine. You two have to come."
"Sure, Big D." Harry accepted the invitation right away.
At least ask your mum first, buddy. She doesn't look very excited.
"See you later then."
With that, Dudley left the house and got into the taxi he had hired. It wasn’t the common London Taxi, but a more premium chauffeur service. The car was expensive too, just as the cost of hiring them. But it was worth it as he had great plans for the week. If done right, he hoped to end this year with a bang—net worth exceeding a hundred million.
The only annoyance was how far Central London was from his residence. He really wanted to learn Apparition and master it as soon as possible. It seemed like the greatest magical ability for his muggle business.
More than an hour later, he finally arrived at his amazing, 7-storey tall office building. Yes, he owned it already. He had to after knowing how high the future prices were going to be. Heck, he had plans to invest in real estate across the world in the coming years.
With a fantastic view of the Thames River, he had bought the building close to where the Millennium Bridge was going to stand. He had only kept the top two floors for himself while the rest were given to other businesses.
"Dud, we got it."
As soon as Dudley entered the headquarters of D&D Capital, he was met by Senior Associate, Edwin Hughes, a surprising existence for Dudley. Dudley had found the man when searching for talents to hire, and to his surprise, he found a man he knew from his past life.
It made things clear that the two worlds only had one difference, and that was magic. Edwin was his senior in his last life, one of the decent men he worked with. Talented, but a little wild on the edges when it came to handling stress.
The man was just 28 years old, and after Dudley offered him a good enough salary, he jumped ship and joined him. Although the talent was good, Dudley hired him because he already knew Edwin's vices, his character, and his dreams. That made him easy to control and satisfy.
Furthermore, he had already begun searching for other notable people he knew from his last life. Even some star investors that were currently little guys. It was better to exploit them to enrich himself before they got rich themselves.
This was his second life, and he had no shame in using his golden finger.
"Then go with the plan and invest eleven million." Dudley blurted and entered his lavish office, surrounded by wooden furniture, polished to the peak. He wasn't one of those tech-bro CEOs who liked minimalistic styles. No, he liked wealth as much as displaying it.
"But it's just a book company," Edwin pointed out. "Allocating eleven million solely to this—"
"You're right. Eleven’s not enough. Let’s make it twenty million instead. Trust me on this, Edwin—I smell great things from Amazon." Dudley sat down in the most comfortable cushioned chair ever. The scent of wood all around him was just too good, and the light coming from the window behind him, and the view of the river, it made him feel truly accomplished. "And don’t worry about your paycheck, Edwin. I know your wife’s expecting and you’ve just bought a new house—wrong time, but I won't judge."
It's motherfucking Amazon, after all. What a time to be fucking alive. These twenty million will be worth twenty billion in just two decades. Dudley felt his palms sweating already. Furthermore, he knew when to invest more money in the company, so he was hell-bent on squeezing out as many big 'B's from Amazon as he could.
"It's not that I doubt you, Dudley. I just… feel that we're going too fast. You've committed fifty-five million across just five companies—it's a substantial risk for such concentrated investments."
Tens of billions! Fuck, I'm already the world's fifth richest if all these investments go according to my past life. And I'm just getting started.
Dudley was dancing inside, keeping his excitement hidden. After all, the greatest investment of his life was yet to be made.
"The Internet is the next big thing, Edwin. Don't worry about it. By the way, did you get me the tickets?"
"They're in your drawer. But who exactly are these two? Larry Page and Sergey, you say?"
Dudley chuckled and checked his drawer, quickly finding a first-class ticket for San Jose, his final destination, Stanford.
"They're a goldmine, Edwin. Alright, I'm busy now. Let me print some more investment money. I'll send you the instructions in a bit." Dudley quickly fired up his boxy computer to start working.
He had great plans, and they required his utmost attention. Although currently, he called D&D Capital a private equity firm as he hoped to raise more money from investors. In the long run, he wanted to turn it into his personal conglomerate holding company, more focused on long-term investments.
But still, that didn't mean he wasn't going to take advantage of many national, economic, natural, and man-made crises ahead. Being the richest man wasn't even the final goal anymore. How far he could go was a better outlook to have.
When I died, Jeff had over a hundred billion. How high can I go? Two hundred? Five… Let's not think.
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The 24th of December approached. Dudley spent his last four days in his London office, working overtime. He had his personal bedroom just a door away, attached to his personal office. It was a calculated design for… future 'meetings'.
Perhaps, it wasn't long before he'd get the chance to have one of those 'meetings', as he entertained two guests in his office. A man, and a beautiful, blonde, tall witch—Penelope Clearwater and her father.
He had already given them a tour of his office and they were currently drinking some tea together. He noticed Penelope's excited eyes as the job offer letter rested in her hands. At the same time, Mr. Clearwater looked around at the expensive, oak-furnished office with admiration.
"You own this entire building, you said?" Mr. Clearwater asked.
Dudley nodded, taking a few small sips. "I do. But Penelope won’t be working here, not really. I’ve got plans for her to handle the magical side of my business. I’ve already secured a prime building right on Diagon Alley."
Mr. Clearwater's eyes flickered with a greedy desire. Wizard or not, all dream of wealth. "Can anyone invest in this venture, Mr. Dursley?"
"I’m no longer seeking investors, Mr. Clearwater. However, I would be happy to offer my asset management services. I guarantee a minimum return of twice your investment over three years. So, if you were to invest one million pounds today, you'd receive at least two million in return, though it's likely to be even higher."
Truth be told, Dudley did need investors. But he wasn't looking for small ones like Mr. Clearwater. No, he wanted someone loaded like Lucius Malfoy. He wanted to take that man's money so he could fuck him over when the time is right. But sadly, he needed to plot a bigger lure to pique that man's interest.
Mr. Clearwater smiled with greed and nodded. But, the old Wizard kept a plain face and stood up. "I’ll discuss it with my wife and speak with you again, Mr. Dursley. And I thank you for considering Penelope worthy of such an opportunity."
"Dad!" Penelope jumped to her feet in embarrassment. "I'm one of the top students in Hogwarts, you know that, right?"
"You answered yourself, Penelope. 'One of the' does not make you 'the' best. The salary Mr. Dursley is offering isn't even earned by the Head of DMLE." Mr. Clearwater seriously replied, hinting at his gratitude towards Dudley indirectly. "Let's go now, your mum must have made a feast tonight."
Dudley eyed the tall Ravenclaw and chuckled. Her headstrong, serious persona was likely a false persona. This was the real Penelope, smart, beautiful, and lively. "Let's discuss the rest of the things back in school. You still got your NEWTs to worry about."
Woosh!
Dudley got out of his seat to lead the two to the door. But, Penelope beelined to him and hugged him tightly instead, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into her soft, small bosom. It was a quick hug, but it did enough to make Dudley feel things in his masculine need.
Ah, these hormones. He didn't hate them, but the random erections were starting to become an issue.
"Thank you, Dudley. I can freely focus on NEWTs because of you. I'll work really hard, I promise." Penelope released him with a blush. "I'll see you at Hogwarts."
"Me too." He blurted without thinking, eyes glued to her supple, slender rear as she led her father out of the door in a hurry.
Thud!
As the door was shut, he woke up from the aroused stupor. He looked down and noticed a rise in his pants.
I really need to look for a hand that's not mine for the little one.
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Christmas Eve went by uneventfully. Dudley set up a nice, big tree with lights in the living room and placed some gifts under it for his mum and dad. Although he remained neutral towards them, he saw the worth in keeping things on a good note.
When morning came, he opened the presents with the two. Petunia received a diamond necklace from him, and Vernon received Apple's stocks worth a hundred thousand. The man was going to be a multi-millionaire in the future if he kept them.
Meanwhile, he received a handmade sweater from Petunia since there was nothing they could buy for him anymore. Vernon, meanwhile, offered him a meeting with his company's boss' daughter, who was the same age as him.
Dudley initially declined, but once he realized that Vernon was indirectly trying to connect him to a rich investor, he accepted. Vernon's super boss, the owner of the drill-making company, was worth hundreds of millions.
After unwrapping gifts, the three got busy preparing for the night's dinner party. Dudley had invited Susan Bones, Hermione's family, and Harry with his mum. He didn't invite Ron since the family was too big, and he reckoned the Weasleys would rather spend Christmas together.
Slowly, as the night approached, the catering company delivered a variety of foods, drinks, pastries, and whatnot. When the sun set, the bell rang for the first time. Harry, with a newfound shine on his face, entered with his mum.
"Dud, my mum looked at the Gringotts records. She nearly fainted when she saw how you doubled my money. She even wants to have a word with you about it." Harry gave a heads-up, eating some nuggets with his favorite cousin. "Oh, and by the way, Mum insists I go to California with you. She’s... really keen on it, and I’m not sure why."
Well, why wouldn't she? Sirius is searching for you like a breeding bull in heat. Wait, did the Potters know Sirius wasn't the secret keeper? They should’ve, right?
Lost in confusion, he heard another bell ring right then and went to open the door.
Clack!
"Hey, Dudley! Merry Christmas!" Susan jumped to hug the life out of him, her attire a short skirt dress with black stockings underneath. It was intense as she pushed her large breasts a little too much into him, her knees playfully jumping, a ruse to tickle his cock.
But Dudley didn't dare to hug her back as he saw another figure behind Susan. A tall woman with a stoic look, a monocle on one eye, her short hair gray, and her robes very formal in a wizard fashion. There was no doubt, this was it, Amelia Bones.
Why's she here? I didn't invite her.
"Madam Bones." He greeted the tall woman after pushing Susan away.
Madam Bones nodded at him. "Susan speaks highly of you, Mr. Dursley. I'm glad she found a friend like you in Hufflepuff."
Friends who eat each other out? Sure, we're great friends.
Dudley dared not look into her eyes, afraid she might take a look through the memory lane. "It's nothing, Madam Bones. She's an amazing company to have. Please, come inside."
Susan gleefully grabbed his arm and dragged him along. "Dudley, I told my aunt about your company. She's interested in getting ric… I mean investing."
Hah, sure. Everyone's interested in 'investing'.
Dudley chuckled and entertained the stoic head of DMLE. Even beyond just money matters, she was a good connection to have. He saw her as his hopeful backing into the Ministry for future ventures.
As an hour passed, Dudley became the center of attention as he explained his muggle job to Amelia and Lily. But Petunia, Vernon with his two work colleagues, and Harry listened with attention too. Only Susan was the odd one out, winking at him whenever he looked at her. She was the only one who didn't bring him gifts. Heck, even her aunt had brought one—a book.
Trrrr~
Finally, the bell rang again for the last of the guests. Dudley went over and opened the door, finding none other than Hermione on the other side. She looked beautiful despite her clothes being pretty simple. Tight jeans wrapped around her slender legs, with a white shirt underneath her beige blazer that was pretty tight around her waist.
"Dudley! Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!" Hermione hugged him just as Susan did, but this one lacked intimacy. He responded by placing arms around her waist, feeling her lithe body in his embrace. So what if her parents stood behind her, they were adults. "You saved Buckbeak! I got the letter from Hagrid yesterday."
"I told you I would." Dudley stopped hugging her and shook Mr. and Mrs. Granger's hands. The dentist couple had the perfect white, aligned teeth as he expected. "You're on time. We were about to start dinner."
With the living room converted into a dining room for their numbers, they soon started eating dinner. Petunia found friendship in Mrs. Granger somehow, connecting as muggle mothers to wizard kids. Lily joined Amelia to discuss some matters, and Dudley entertained Harry and Hermione.
It was a big dinner, something for everyone's liking. However, Dudley did feel the house needed some renovation to make it more spacious. Just having that massive table there made it feel cramped.
"Ah," he annoyedly hissed as he accidentally splashed some sauce on his nice suit, "I'll be back."
He quickly left the living room and went to the kitchen to wash the stain away. But he noticed Lily also getting up behind him, grabbing a water pitcher.
As he stood beside the sink, he felt Lily approach his side and fill the pitcher too. She glanced at his face, his height a whole head higher than hers. She waited until the pitcher was filled before speaking.
"How much do you know?" Lily looked behind carefully to ensure it was just them. "About the future?"
"You'll need to be specific, Aunt Lily." Dudley stopped wiping his suit jacket and turned towards the woman. Like every time, her charming face made things stir in him. Or perhaps it was the primal desire for the unattainable. A lust-filled idea to go after the taboo.
Lily gulped and put the pitcher away. In a sudden move, she stepped closer to Dudley, the distance between their bodies less than a palm. She grabbed one of his hands and looked him in the eyes, her motherly concern vividly noticeable. "It wasn't Sirius. He wasn't the Secret Keeper."
Ugh, why's she so close? Dudley didn't like her intimacy. But some doubts did arise. Since she heard me say all those unholy things. Is she… trying to use seduction to make use of me?
"I know that," Dudley replied nonchalantly, maintaining a stoic presence. "I also know it was Peter Pettigrew. I even know he's alive and hiding somewhere. But... I'm doing my best to see those visions again. They're not easy to catch, and they don’t happen often."
He lied, a mischievous trick forming in his quick head. If she was going to use seduction on him, he wasn't going to be an easy target either.
Lily’s eyes widened, her voice trembling with urgency. "Please, Dudley, I need your help. Harry isn’t safe with V... with 'his' return. Sirius is the only one I can trust. I have to clear his name."
At least you're smart enough to know the Ministry won't be of help.
But Dudley revealed his conflicted expressions, and they were genuine. From the day he arrived in Dudley's body, he had decided to not get involved in Harry's personal mess. He very much wanted to live a long life.
"Please," Lily pleaded, sensing his doubts. "You're the only one I can count on. I-I don't know who to trust anymore, not after how they all ignored Harry's abuse."
That makes some sense. Dudley pondered. Even Dumbledore didn't do anything. The old man could at least have warned the Dursleys to not be massive cunts.
"Not openly. I will help you, Aunt Lily, but I don't want my name coming up on any list. I’m no Dumbledore’s soldier, no Phoenix, nor any hero—I'm just a muggle blessed with magic trying to live his best life. If I see anything useful in my visions, I’ll pass it on. But the rest of the groundwork... that’s up to you." Dudley plainly laid down his conditions. In any case, using Lily as his proxy to alter some events was better than risking his own life.
Lily's eyes turned watery at his words. "Thank you."
Before he realized it, she stepped closer to him and gave him a warm hug. Her arms modestly slid around his chest, her face turned sideways with her ear on his chest. His heart gained a rapid rhythm instantly as if his wildest desire was tickled.
No, I'm not some perverted freak. I won't… maybe just a bit.
Dudley hugged her back, his arms going around her shoulders. But instead of just landing on her back or waist, he rested a little below the curve of her back, just where the rising roundness of her bottom started. He didn't dare go below that, but even that was enough to grant him the erection of a lifetime.
"I-uh, Harry must be waiting for water." Lily broke the hug as soon as she felt something probe against her pelvic area. Red-faced, she turned around and left the kitchen with a final verbal thanks.
Dudley remained in the kitchen, calming his thoughts. So many hugs today. I seriously need to find a good outlet.
Once he was sure his erection was no longer visible, he returned to the table and finished the dinner with everyone else, followed by some talks over dessert.
As midnight approached, all the guests left Dudley's small party one after another. Hermione with her parents was the first to leave as they had quite a long car ride ahead. After that, Susan left with Madam Bones.
The last to leave were Harry and Lily since they lived right across the street. Furthermore, there were a few of Vernon's work friends who he invited to boast about his son.
"Goodnight, Mum. Goodnight, Dad." Dudley waved as he got up from the living room and headed for the stairs.
His parents were in the midst of getting things cleaned up, smiles bright on their faces. They were still the old, scornful, petty Dursleys, no doubt, but ever since Dudley bloomed as a successful man, their outbursts had become rarer.
"Sweet dreams, pumpkin."
"Good night, son."
A little tired, he went upstairs to his room, locked the door behind him, and started taking off his suit in front of the full-length dressing mirror standing against a wall. It was pretty cold that December, but ever since he got a new heater installed in the house, things were comfortable.
Should've invited Susan or Hannah out to my company instead. The night would have been far more… magical.
Dudley sighed, as he didn't long for the heat in the air but a different kind of warmth. "Back to the grind from the morning."
Creak!
"Are you sure about that?"
Dudley almost jumped and turned around towards the attached bathroom door. The voice was feminine, and the view before him was even more feminine. It was as if this almost 'girlfriend' of his had read his mind.
"S-Susan? What ab—" He gulped midway.
How could he not when she stood at the open door frame, all naked except for her black thigh-high stockings contrasting against her pale flesh? Her creamy soft swells delightfully jutted out, as large as he remembered. Her thighs were so doughy that the bands of the stockings dug into her skin, raising the heat in his loins.
Susan had her red hair loose, draping over her back and shoulders. Her one arm was resting against the door frame, and one leg also extended a little, raised like a model standing for a showcase. Her clean shaved, rosy pussy peeked at him from between her plump thighs.
Dudley could almost feel the drool pooling in his mouth. He couldn’t believe how hot and squeezable her pale body looked, it must be better than smushing toasted s'mores on a cold winter night. Now he craved that warm, delicious feeling even more.
"According to my Aunt," Susan replied and walked towards Dudley, every step seductive, her giggling smiles so hot. "I'm at Hannah's place."
Susan reached for him, standing so close her bouncy mounds pressed against his shirt-covered chest. She grabbed his loosened tie, slowly coiling the fabric around her four fingers and thumb, and pulled him down to her face. She giggled at him, her sweet scentful breath so close.
"So, would you like to claim your Christmas gift?"
Dudley's brows rose, excitement shaking his spine. "Is that why… you didn't bring a gift?"
Susan giggled again alluringly and planted a kiss on his cheek, very close to his lips. "Well, this girl has plans… great plans."
Dudley slid his hands down her curving flank and grabbed her naked waist, her warm flesh on his palms making him heat up too. "So… how much of the gift can I claim?"
"Umm… all of it?" Susan whispered back, very close to his ear. Her puff of breath tickled his senses. "All the way."
She pulled his tie even lower and kissed his lips. She sucked on his lower lips with a naughty smile and went even deeper. Probing his open mouth with her tongue, curling inside as their tongues slathered each other. Her hands continued to move down as they kissed, opening his shirt buttons one by one. Her body kept moving, her hips swaying left and right like a charming, sexy slow dance.
Dudley unbuckled his pants, pulled out his leather belt, and allowed the rest to fall after a couple of tugs. He moved his feet out of them with ease, leaning down deeper into their kiss. He could taste the eggnog they had drunk before, creamy sweet with a hint of cinnamon delight.
Then, he took off his shirt, feeling Susan’s soft, shorter body plastered against his taller form. He was bigger than most Hogwarts students in their class, but only a few 'intimate' people knew that under those heavy robes, he was more muscle than fat.
“Ummm… God, you're hard already,” Susan’s hand caressed his wide chest, slowly going down his belly, feeling the shallow contours of his muscles. Her fingers eventually held onto the hardness of his arousal, suddenly realizing that this big tool was going into her unexplored love hole that night.
Her hands trembled, pausing on his shaft. A little hesitation flashed through her eyes.
Dudley saw it and also paused. “What’s wrong?”
“Uh… Nothing….” Susan wavered a bit. She averted her eyes and saw his muscled arms going around her midsection. She finally realized their difference in size. As a cockvirgin, she had thoughts of her tight core being smaller than her mouth; If his big girthy cock entered, wouldn’t it…
Dudley pulled her to his bed, sitting on the pointed edge while letting her sit on his left thigh. He made her look at him, cupping her cheek with one hand. “If you're having second thoughts, we can just…”
“No! No… I’m not!!” Susan flustered. “I’m just…. Not wet yet!” She made up a reason.
“Heh, that’s easy.” Dudley chuckled a little.
He held her waist and shifted her body to sit in front of him, right between his legs, on the very edge of the bed. His hands gently slid up to her chest from behind and sank his fingers into her moldable swells. Her honey-soft flesh spilled between his fingers, his thumb and index fingers pinching her tight nipples.
“Ummm… Dudley…” She closed her eyes and moaned a little, feeling his large palms around her pendant, pink-tipped, heavy breasts. Squeezing and releasing, molding her to his massages.
Then, one of Dudley’s hands slid down her undulating belly, his blunt nails trailing over her full thigh causing a tickle to run up her spine. He pried her legs open and finally cupped his hand around her heated core. His middle finger teased her slit up and down, brushing against her bundle of nerves.
“Oohh…” Susan mewled, wiggling her ass against the hardest of his manhood behind her. She leaned back, her head resting against his chest, enjoying his teasing thoroughly with her eyes closed.
“Open your eyes, Susan…” Dudley whispered in her right ear. “Look in front of you.”
A little confused, Susan did as he asked. She found the full-sized, dressing mirror, right in front of them. In it, she could see her own reflection, her blushing intoxicated face, her magnificent set of twins with one being gripped in Dudley’s hand. Her legs were wide open, and her pussy gleaming with her juices.
Susan inhaled with a little shock, but Dudley had shoved one of his fingers in her, causing her to stifle it entirely. She could feel the tingling in her belly, the clear sight of her pink petals widening made it feel even more hot. Uncontrollable naughty images flashed in her mind. She could feel his stirring manhood struggling, throbbing as it pressed up against her.
Dudley’s finger kept going in and out of her, pulling out more and more of her juices. His other fingers would part her lower lips, letting her blooming petals open wider, gaping and throbbing for his nimble fingers to come in.
He could see her undulating breasts in the mirror, softly moving up and down with every heated breath she took. The image of her craving, withering body reflected perfectly, her smooth legs opened wide for both to see, her pussy suckling on his fingers, her nipples erect.
“Ooohhh…” Susan exhaled heatedly. She spread her knees wide while she still sat in front of him, leaning more onto his strong body.
Dudley could feel her pussy walls pulsating, sucking on his digits. He knew what could reduce her to a trembling mess. His finger moved faster, wiggling and curling on her sensitive spot, and massaged it with just enough pressure. His other fingers gripped harder on her jutting breasts, the feel of his fingers drowning in the cushion-soft flesh aided his thirst. His cock throbbed, eager to join in.
“Ummmmm!” Suddenly, Susan moaned out in reckless abandon. Her muscles knotted up, and goosebumps crawled all over her body. She gripped the powerful arm extended to the junction of her thighs with both hands, releasing an incredible climax. Instead of wanting him to stop, her grip kept his mischievous hand deep within her.
Her juices drenched his palm, his finger still slowly sliding in and out of her. For a long moment, she rode the unrelenting waves of ecstasy.
When her grip on his arm finally loosened up a bit, Dudley pulled his fingers out. He smirked as he saw how she leaned back weakly on his chest in the mirror, her throbbing pussy drenched. “Wet now.”
His cock was excited, wildly twitching, craving that scorching hot feeling. His hands moved below her knees from the sides and raised her up a little. “Ready?”
Susan weakly hummed and nodded. She allowed his strong arms to ease her body back, to finally land her soaking wet portal of satin flesh down on his stiff need.
She could feel his swollen cockhead part and stretch her petals. She could see her pussy opening wide in the mirror, his large cock prying into her. The thrill of the sight caused her to leak more and more nectar.
A hint of stinging pain mixed in with pleasure engulfed her body, her mind drowned out by torturous bliss. His cock was so hard she could feel him stretch every inch of her walls. She threw one of her hands back, grabbing his hair, while her other hand grabbed onto his thigh “Ohhh…Oh, G-God yo–ur such… a beast...”
Dudley felt his iron-hard cock brushing against the silk-like walls inside her. She was so soft, hot, and tight, causing him to shudder a bit. Her body was divine, better than any other he had felt in his past life.
As the sweet sounds of her moans grew louder, Dudley placed a palm on her lips. He knew it was too much, her walls were struggling to accommodate the thickness of his girth. He paused a bit, letting her take a breath. “Shh…. Not so loud. My parents are still downstairs.”
“Umm..” Susan bit her lips, humming through her nose while she nodded vigorously.
Her eyes suddenly widened as his driving need was shoved deeper into her. She used both her own hands to close her own mouth, her gaze unable to look away from the thick pole engulfed by her pussy in the mirror.
“Look… Your pussy is gobbling me up. So wide… so filthy….” Dudley moved his hands away from her lips and held both her thighs wide from below, gently moving her ass up and down on his cock.
“Y-your so… beautiful like.. that.” He held her up, and settled her down onto his shaft, over and over. The image of her juicy, widening pussy taking his sizable cock in the mirror spurred him on. Gaining rhythm as his movements grew faster, picking her up and slamming her down with precision. He thoroughly felt the tight grip of her no longer virgin pussy around him, pleasuring him to no end.
“Stop… looking,” Susan whispered desperately, her tone embarrassed but oh so full of lust.
Her breasts jiggled and jumped freely. She lost herself in sheer ecstasy and started to wiggle and thrust her hips on her own, accepting him deep inside her. She didn’t want this nasty, lewd feeling to stop; she wanted more, deeper, harder. Her body jumped and jolted, landing on his molten need with heavy slaps on his thighs.
She couldn’t care less about her pussy breaking because of his large size anymore; the hot, stiff rod under her felt so good, it looked mesmerizing as it stretched her pussy lips over and over.
Without warning, he shoved his cock up into the throbbing, wet walls, drawing pained muffled moans from her. Dudley felt even more wild as he saw her hungry, gaping pussy pouting around his cock every time he pulled out. He shoved himself back in with a frenzy, chasing that magical feeling.
“Ummmphhh! Fuckkk….”
Susan screamed into her palms; her lips wide open, but her lungs struggled to push out air. All her muscles froze tightly, as a blinding, pulsing moment of release washed over her entire being. With a final shattering release, she could see her own pussy busting out like a fountain in the mirror, pulsating, gaping, and closing. Her juices leaked out in waves as Dudley’s cock kept pounding into her fuck hole.
Dudley couldn’t take the tight pinch around his cock anymore, feeling the tingle in his cock, ready to burst.
He let her spent body go, easing her down to the floor on her knees, and then quickly turned her to face him by her shoulder. “Mouth!”
Susan happily opened her mouth and leaned forward between his legs, her wiggling tongue coming out to greet his throbbing cock, her pussy sullying the floor. All she wanted was to feel him inside her again, filling her hole with his molten lava. She wanted to see the satisfaction on his face, a thought that would always arouse her. Her tongue danced all over his shaft, tickling his rod.
Dudley shoved his impatient cock into her mouth without a second thought, all the way down to her throat. Both his hands rested on her head, keeping her there as he thrust a couple more times.
“Gah!!” Dudley felt his body tense up and felt his creamy batter spill into her, a rush of cum splattered into Susan’s mouth.
She quickly gulped everything down audibly, breathing raggedly from her nose. She then licked his weakening rod clean, from top to bottom. The expression on her face was full of craving and delight. When she finally let go of his limp cock, it was fully clean, gleaming down to the base.
Dudley gulped as his throat dried out, but the sight of her swallowing every bit of him caused his balls to twitch once again. But regretfully, the rest of his body was exhausted from all the activities that day.
He leaned back and allowed himself to fall back onto the bed, the fatigue seeping into his bones.
“Not bad for the first time,” he chuckled, getting a pillow and scooting his body to a better position.
“You too…” Susan giggled, standing up from the floor and crawling onto the bed, right beside him.
"I… loved the gift." Dudley hugged her against his chest, his hand stroking her bare back.
Susan smiled and nestled her face under his chin, her folded knee atop his spent manhood, one arm hugging his chest. "Then get ready to claim it every day from now on."
"Every day?"
"Why, scared? I thought you were a daring man, Dudley."
Pa!
Dudley slapped her ass and kissed her forehead. "No, I was just making sure."
"Why?"
"Because I know you can't take it every day." Dudley proudly proclaimed and closed his eyes to sleep.
"Umhm… Well, if that happens I'll just…" Playfully, Susan lowered her arm and rubbed her hand across his still moist flaccid length. "Maybe bring Hannah too?"
Dudley frowned hard, that mere thought so hot in his head.
"Fuck."
It was one tough night to fall asleep. But eventually, he won.
####
Heathrow Airport,
Dudley and Harry arrived at the airport, went through the security checks, and arrived at the first-class lounge to wait for their flight. He initially didn't want to bring Harry, but since Lily asked him, he decided to make use of the boy.
"This is really important, Harry. If I pull this off, I’ll be set for life, the richest person in the world for the next fifty years. That’s why I need you to concentrate on everything, and I expect you to help me by memorizing it all. I’ll be the good guy in this, and you’ll play the bad guy. You’ll be a spoiled, bitchy brat from an old, wealthy family with way too much money. I’m your business partner, yes, but it’s your money I’m investing. You’ll need to act like a jerk, constantly throwing off my talks and trying to pull back the investment."
Harry frowned and scratched his head, “I-I don’t know, Dud. I’ve never done something like this. How does one act like a brat?”
“Like me! I mean, like how I used to be!” Dudley blurted.
“I’m not sure I can pull thi—”
Pa!
Dudley suddenly smacked one hand across Harry’s face, almost throwing his round glasses off.
“What the bloody hell, Dud! What was that for?!” Harry roared in anger.
“That! That’s what I need! That’s what bitchy Harry Potter looks like! Pompous, bratty, bitchy! Perfect!”
“...”
Harry annoyedly glared at his cousin, already feeling he shouldn’t have joined.
“Now, let’s practice your lines again.” Dudley resumed. “Harry, meet these two, Larry and Sergey.”
“Fuck off, Dud.”
“Yes! That’s what I want!”
“...”
Only Harry knew that it wasn’t acting this time.
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[A/N: What other old companies are there for Dud to play with? Something that's set up around the 90s. I know Facebook is yet to arrive, but what else is left?]
Comments
MrPlotThickens
Damn. Didn't know this. Thanks for this precious knowledge, my friend. 🙇
Lord Mehmeh
Fuck the noise, Danni’s Hard Drive, launched in 1995 by Danni Ashe, was among the first online pornographic websites. By 2012, there were about 25 million such sites, comprising 12% of the internet. In 2022, online pornographic content was estimated at over 10,000 terabytes, with Pornhub, XVideos, and xHamster being the most accessed. Aylo, formerly MindGeek, is a Canadian company specializing in internet pornography and IT. Founded in June 2004 as Mansef by Concordia University graduates, it owns popular streaming sites like Pornhub, RedTube, and YouPorn, as well as studios such as Brazzers, Digital Playground, and Reality Kings.
Goxo
Drinks 1. Starbucks - Starbucks entered into a meteoric period of expansion that continued after the company went public in 1992. In 1996 it began opening stores outside North America, and Starbucks soon became the largest coffeehouse chain in the world. 2. Coca-Cola 3. Pepsi
Lord Mehmeh
1. Jeff Bezos - Amazon (1994): Seattle, Washington, USA 2. Larry Page and Sergey Brin - Google (1998): Menlo Park, California, USA 3. Jensen Huang - NVIDIA (1993): Santa Clara, California, USA 4. Max Levchin, Peter Thiel, and Luke Nosek - PayPal (1998): Palo Alto, California, USA 5. Marc Benioff - Salesforce (1999): San Francisco, California, USA 6. Reed Hastings and Marc Randolph - Netflix (1997): Scotts Valley, California, USA 7. Jack Ma - Alibaba Group (1999): Hangzhou, Zhejiang, China 8. Pierre Omidyar - eBay (1995): San Jose, California, USA
Dan Topel
Google was 96. Pixar's first movie, toy story came out in 95 so he could get in on Pixar pre disney. Microsoft was already pretty set up by the mid 90s but they still only get bigger. first Playstation came out in 95 so he could get in on Sony pre Playstation. blizzard entertainment was founded in 91 and I imagine several other game studios started around the same time. Netflix was founded in 97. disney is still in early eisner years so is just starting to come out of near bankruptcy and then go up until around 01 and then drop until 04 when they explode and buy Pixar, marvel, and lucasfilm. Yahoo was founded in 95.
