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Second Chances [The Dudley Story] 3 - Fingers, Kisses & Questions
🕑 Added 2024-11-14 21:25:43 +0000 UTCDudley continued to rub his flaccid length on Susan's blushing petals while leaning on top of her. His hands thoroughly molded her tender swells while her peaks slipped out between his fingers, suckled by his hungry lips. His tongue slithered around each tip, left and right, enjoying their taste to the fullest.
His hands were focused on Susan, but his eyes kept gazing at Hannah to the side, who was biting her bottom lip and rubbing her thighs together as she watched in silence. She looked at him from time to time, stealing glances. It looked like she was too shy and embarrassed.
He smiled when he noticed her sitting down on a crate, slowly removed her own cream-colored panties, and gently lifted her skirt to her plump, squeezable thighs.
Hannah spread her pale legs apart and slowly brushed her finger down her waist. She let out a long, hot breath when her hand finally reached the heated core of her loins.
Dudley could almost hear her heavy exhales.
“Looks like someone couldn’t hold it in…” Dudley whispered to Susan as he buried his face between her amazingly soft, large bosom, taking in her lewd scent.
“Ummm?” Susan moaned a little then finally took a look herself. She giggled a little and continued to watch her friend pleasure herself with panting breaths from the corner of her eye.
“Oohhh oohh…” Hannah moaned softly with her eyes closed, unaware of the two people watching her slip her middle finger inside herself, again and again. Her heating core lay exposed to the damp cold air of the room, the contrast causing her to shiver.
Her pussy felt so hot inside, her dry fingers brushing against her damp, sensitive petals. More and more juices leaked out in response to her self-pleasure, letting her finger ticklishly glide over her twitching gates. All she knew was wanting more, craving that wondrous feeling as she kept fingering herself, in and out. Her finger entered shallowly, only the tip, but ticklish enough for a virgin like her.
“Ummm… Oohh…” She mewled, sounding as if begging for the real thing from Dudley. Her eyes tightly closed, immersing herself in pleasure.
Susan and Dudley both watched as the blonde-haired gullible girl moaned and fingered herself. A lustful thrill built up once again in their loins. Somehow knowing she was doing it because of them made it even hotter, almost wanting to tease and teach her even more worldly pleasures.
Susan smiled mischievously and suddenly locked her legs around Dudley’s waist and squeezed him hard, pulling his soft cock closer to smush against her spent and spilled core. Her hips drew circles, grinding her wetness against his growing flesh. She took pleasure in the contrast of his dry cock on her moist lower lips. She kept humping into with bliss, letting his cockhead press against her clitoris, smearing her subtly, still leaking honey all over his cock.
Dudley looked down at her face in confusion. As far as he knew, she wasn't ready for 'that' yet. "Are you sure? You know it won’t end with just outside, right?"
"Not that… You—oh.. W-want her too?" Susan perked up one brow as she asked between moans, looking at him with a seductive, naughty gaze.
Dudley’s fondling paused for a moment, shocked. "What?"
"Hehe…" Susan giggled under him and looked sideways at Hannah, so lost in the ecstasy of her core and fingers. Susan then wriggled her hips, rubbing her tight pussy all over his cock. "This amazing to–ol… it'd be a shame if only I get eeeh–it."
Dudley knew Susan was one daring and exciting girl, but this was a lot. He wondered if she was serious or just testing him. Of course, he was tempted. Hannah was pretty and had a great, well-padded bottom, clear from the way her skirt swayed a little too high when he had walked behind her a couple of times before.
He had already imagined the things he could do to her while smacking that fully-rounded ass. This was his second time at the peak of his hormonal youth, why deny it?
"Go, help her… I'll join too, hehe."
"Are you sure?" Dudley asked again, just to be sure.
Susan rolled her eyes and freed him from the squeeze of her slender legs. "We're not dating, are we? Besides, it's exciting, right? She secretly gives you those looks, I know she wants you too."
"And you?"
Susan squeezed her arm between their chests and stretched her hand to grab his slowly regrowing shaft. She gave him a few teasing strokes, letting her fingers slide along his length. "I’m not stingy and I already have you, right?”
"You do." Dudley slid off of Susan’s body, making sure the crown of his cock slid down and scraped along her slit. His chest smushed her breasts and dragged along the smooth skin of her body as he did so.
Still, without a thread on his body, he walked over to Hannah.
Even now, she was lost in the land of ecstasy not realizing how close Dudley was. Her eyes were still closed, her legs wide open while she had placed both her bent knees to her sides, her back half leaning against another crate stacked behind her.
He stared at the view, her drenched pussy, as if demanding something more. Her face was flustered and she looked as cute as she was hot. He leaned over her without touching her at first, placing his left palm on the crate behind her.
Then, in an instant added a finger from his right hand to her blonde hair patched, rosy pussy, squelching already. He let his finger sink into her quickly, letting it curl up to her most sensitive spot.
Hannah opened her eyes wide in shock. She pulled her hands away from the junction of her thighs, but her trembling lips couldn’t say a word.
"Shhh…" Dudley warmly smiled and leaned closer to her face. He placed his forehead against hers. "Close your eyes. Just… feel it."
The panic vanished as Hannah closed her eyes once again, her lips bitten tight as she felt the foreign thing sliding into her core. Her hand that was previously inside her now grabbed Dudley's arm which was moving and churning her soaking inner walls.
Half out of protest, half out of primal greed, almost wanting him to go even deeper. She didn’t know what to do, gripping his arm out of sheer instinct.
Dudley moved slowly at first, letting her feel his thick fingers scrape along her pink walls. The wet squelches became louder as he started to move faster, pulling out the slippery nectar of her loins. Slippery and deep, he finger fucked her until his palm would smack against her swollen bundle of nerves.
He enjoyed the muffled sound that she made, stifled squeaking and humming with the rhythm of his petal plucking fingers as she tried hard not to cry out in ecstasy. But then he added a second finger, stretching her pussy lips wider, his fingers twisted and turned inside her with the flick and curl of his digits.
Hannah squealed a little, trying hard to stifle her gasp with her pursed lips. She grabbed his arm with both hands, her ass squirming and her plump thighs jiggling and twitching with every move. His fingers felt so hot and rugged inside her, larger than her own slender fingers could ever feel like. Her petals felt stretched, more than she had ever felt before. But somehow, it felt so good, so wonderful that she wanted more and more.
Dudley couldn’t take his eyes off of her blushing, expression-filled face. Every twitch of her lips, every bead of sweat rolling down her forehead. She looked so hot that he already felt the strain in his cock, urging him to unleash it.
And then, as if his silent desire was heard, without warning, Susan suddenly hugged him from behind, her soft, glistening breasts plastered on his back.
“I did say I’ll join.”
She reached around with one hand and started stroking his cock, pulling his skin back to expose his purple mushroom head. She could feel his twitching need in her hands, wanting more of her affection. But then she grabbed Hannah's hand from Dudley’s arm and guided the blonde's hand with hers, stroking Dudley with both their palms at the same time.
His blatant, veiny, magnificent arousal, accommodated both their hands on his length. Pulsating and throbbing as he felt their slender fingers slither down his rigid source of heat. Those soft and smaller palms massaging his cockhead, almost trying to milk him completely.
“Gggh…” Dudley groaned. He finally leaned down even lower and dropped a kiss on Hanna's lips.
Hannah jolted a little in shock at first. But then, she accepted his invading tongue, letting the thirst in her body take over.
She suckled his tongue between her lips, letting his wild extended flesh stroke and crawl along her tongue. Allowing him to do whatever he wanted in her mouth since it was her first kiss. Her one hand wildly rubbed and gripped his chest almost as if she was searching for something more, the other stroked his cock with Susan’s hand.
Dudley was drowning in bliss, the two hands on his cock felt utterly enthralling. Susan’s softly trailing nails on his shaft shot a thrill up his spine, while Hanna’s gentle palm brushed around his smooth cockhead. When they both glided together along his length, the squeezing massages felt heavenly. His cock wouldn’t stop throbbing, it all felt so warm, so good, as if he was smothered in silk, attended to by two beauties.
His fingers moved even faster, fucking Hannah until his entire hand was covered in her drooling essence. His mouth kept going, kissing the mouth that he had never touched before, her lips felt so juicy and warm. He could feel her twitch under him, her muscles starting to knot up around his thrusting fingers.
Hannah suddenly froze, her belly arching up as her back and head pushed against the crate with some force. She teetered on the edge of release, her body stiffening in utter bliss.
Dudley released her lips, letting her muffled moans come out freely as his fingers drummed on her treasured spot. He pushed her to the edge of oblivion when he added long, rough strokes of his thumb on her sensitive bundle of nerves.
“O–o.. Ahhhh…!” Hannah reached her peak, bordering a squirt with how much she came. She erupted in dazzling undulations, gulping and panting as wild moans escaped her lips. Her lubricating release bursts out and splashes on Dudley’s thick hardness.
Dudley pulled out his fingers and right then, leaned forward on the crate behind Hannah with both hands, hovering his face near her. He grimaced as he felt his own release coming, pushing him up to cloud nine.
Hannah's hand gripped harder when she climaxed, milking him with a trembling hand, but Susan kept going, stroking his tense cock with the help of Hannah’s creamy, hot culmination.
He convulsed, feeling the lightning bolts of fulfillment course through his body. He splashed a fat spray of batter on Hannah's dripping wet, spread pussy, spraying all over her loins and thighs with a creamy mess.
Hannah felt the sticky white cream all over her legs and stopped stroking him, but Susan continued from behind. She rubbed her palm all over his leaking tip, making her hand messy with Dudley's cum.
"Ummm… Tasty…" Susan retracted her hand a minute later and licked her slimy palm as she eyed him and casually sat beside Hannah, dropping her tight ass tiredly.
She spread her legs the same way Hannah did, fully knowing what Dudley would think up. She teased him with a hint of what he can expect in the future—two beauties, spreading their glistening pussies for him to invade however he wanted.
Dudley’s panting breath almost choked at the beautiful view, and he thanked whichever god brought him into this world in this life. Although he came for a second time, he wanted to do more, but there were certainly limits to the human body.
He looked back at Hannah’s flushed face and sighed. He wanted to see her naked but knew that doing that so quickly would ruin the mood. Her clothes were her comfort zone, and even revealing her pussy must have been a hard thing for her.
"Girls, I think we should go back now." Dudley walked back to the makeshift bed and grabbed his clothes. "I'll go check up on Harry."
"Oh, I have an assignment to finish." Susan chirped and skipped over to put on her clothes too, her mood at an all-time high. Having 'almost' sex was the best, according to her. "What are you waiting for, Hannah? Grab your panties… unless you wanna flash him your pussy all night."
"Ah!" Hannah seemingly woke up from a stupor, too spent from her life's first climax because of a hand that wasn't hers. "Y-Yes… I mean, I'm coming."
"You already did," Susan teased her friend, grinning.
Embarrassed, Hannah grabbed her panties and wore them over her legs, not even bothering to wipe away the mess that Dudley had sprayed between her legs. It honestly made him aroused, and also a bit confused.
She didn't clean knowingly, or is she just… too flustered?
"I'll see you two tomorrow." Dudley fixed his hair at last and headed to the door. "Oh, get in touch with your aunt, Susan, if you seriously want me to manage her assets."
Susan raised her thumb and winked. "Sure, I'll tell her that I know a boy who loves to eat her niece out and ravage her throat with his big stick and…"
Dudley just left at that point, scared he'd be hard once again, and this time he'd want to taste the warmth of her tight inner walls instead.
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Dudley entered the Hospital Wing late at night. Most of the visitors from Gryffindor, or the teachers had already met Harry and left. The place was also empty, all but one bed was occupied in the dimly lit hall.
“Harry Potter is snoring? I can sell the scoop to Rita.” Dudley approached the bed and patted Harry’s figure.
“Dud?” Harry shifted in the bed sleepily and tapped around on the side table to find his glasses.
Dudley helped him get them and took a seat beside the bed. Seeing Harry get up and sit, he reckoned he wasn’t badly hurt. “What’s with you and Dementors wanting to suck you off?”
“That… sounds wrong.” Harry frowned.
"Hah, that was the intent, buddy." Dudley relaxed back in the chair. "How bad is it?"
"I'm fine, but I broke my broom."
Dudley folded his arms, "You're filthy rich, Harry. Just get a new one."
Harry wasn't much bothered about the broom. He sighed deeply and looked at his hands. "I asked Dumbledore about it. Why were the Dementors after me? He said that they feed off bad memories, but I don't think I have that many of those."
"I'm sorry to say this, Harry, but... well, Mum and Dad weren't kind to you at first. Not one bit. And that night in Godric's Hollow... I don’t think bad memories ever really go away. They just sort of hide, you know?" Dudley replied, not knowing what possessed him to say that. He did have a few demons of his own inherited from his last life. "Anyway, I read about how to deal with your soul-sucking lovers—Patronus Charm, that's what it's called. Might be tough, but maybe you could ask Professor Lupin to show you."
"There is?" Harry looked at him with hope.
"Don't believe me, I only read about it. Ask the professor personally when you get the time," Dudley replied and stood up again since curfew time was nearing. "By the way, I'll be going home for the Christmas holiday."
"I’ll go too. Mum can even write and send me letters now, Dudley. Bet she’ll be out of the hospital by this holiday," Harry excitedly replied. "I'll spend this Christmas with her."
That means I'll be facing her.
Dudley smiled and patted Harry's shoulder. "That's great, Harry. The party's on me then. Let's all gather up on Christmas and celebrate. Maybe call Hermione and her family too, it'll be easier for them—"
"She’s not going. She’s too caught up in saving Buckbeak. Malfoy’s dad’s set on going after him, the poor thing."
Dudley rubbed his chin at that and hummed. He knew that Hermione was highly emotional when it came to protecting the unjustly persecuted. "I'll see what I can do."
"What will you do?"
Dudley laughed and started walking out.
"Harry, the faster you learn this the better—Money is one heck of a thing to have."
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“I told you we’d lose.” Dudley proudly walked between Susan and Hannah.
It was snowing, and it was a bright day. It was just one day from the end of term and the start of the holiday, so the students were allowed to visit Hogsmeade.
During the most recent quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, Susan bet on Hufflepuff winning, and Dudley bet on the opposite. Of course, she lost and now had to get him and Hannah big glasses of Butterbeer.
Susan pouted, draped in an oversized fur coat, her hands covered in gloves, and a beanie on her head. “I’ve learned my lesson. Besides, you’re a cheater.”
Sounds about right. Knowing the future is a major cheat. Dudley chuckled inside, not minding the friendly banter with his ‘almost’ girlfriend.
Standing tall, he liked wearing more formal but casual clothing, meaning nice pants, long coats, sweaters, and mufflers. He liked the attention he got from the opposite gender too.
“What? How am I a cheater?” He asked.
“You can predict the future. That’s a cheat if you ask me, isn’t that right, Hannah?” Susan leaned her head forward and looked at Dudley’s other side. The blonde was dressed to impress that day, a knee-length skirt, black fleece stockings, cute boots, and a blazer on top with a muffler matching Dudley’s. She almost felt jealous of not having that muffler.
“That… I-I don’t know. I’ve seen Dudley do the calculations. They take a lot of time and mental ability. I don’t think it’s cheating, more like… skill?” Hannah timidly replied, in her usual lack of self-confidence.
Dudley laughed and quickly wrapped one arm around Hannah's shoulder and pulled her closer. She was slightly taller than Susan, but not much different in physique, between slender and chubby, and pretty shapely around her lower parts. "See? She gets me, Susan. Now, stop trying to wriggle out of your loss and buy me the damn drink."
"Tsk… A millionaire trying to rip off a poor student," Susan complained and led Dudley and Hannah into the Three Broomsticks Inn.
The place was packed already, but they quickly found a group of Ravenclaw students at a large table and joined them. They were all friends already since Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had more classes together as compared to Gryffindor or Slytherin.
"A little room for three, please. Dudley will buy you all a drink each," Susan declared gleefully, getting back at Dudley.
She was already popular due to her aunt being a bigshot, and also for her admirable, large assets, the envy of many girls and the dream of many boys.
Dudley didn't mind spending money on such social interactions. Rather, he felt proud when any guy glanced at Susan's chest. He already knew that there were rumors about him and Susan being 'involved' and he honestly didn't care.
I’ve had them plenty, and they’re delicious. He thought whenever his gaze met with another guy.
"But only after she buys me a Butterbeer," Dudley declared and squeezed between the Raveclaws to take a seat on the long bench.
On his right remained Hannah, but Susan had to take a seat on Hannah's further right, which left Dudley's left occupied by the Ravenclaw senior, the Head Girl in her seventh year, Penelope Clearwater, the current girlfriend of Percy Weasley.
He honestly didn't know what she saw in that guy since she was certainly a looker. Tall, blonde straight hair, a cute face, blue eyes, and a pretty fit body since she was a quidditch fanatic and tried to mimic some of it by staying fit.
On top of that, he was already friends with her since he personally saved her and Hermione from getting petrified by the Basilisk the previous year, as he did many other girls. Truly, he milked the Chamber of Secrets fiasco more than even Voldemort had planned. He was friends with a few Slytherins too because of it.
Of course, that didn't include Draco. That bastard remained a bastard to this day, always trying to get to him by mocking him as Mudblood or 'Harry's fat cousin.' Well, the girls didn't see him as a fat guy, that was clear. Muscular dadbod was in fashion.
"Hey, Penny." He used her shorter name. "How's the prep going for the NEWTs?"
Penelope grumbled and turned her face towards Dudley, "What does it look like?"
"Cute?"
"Oh, honestly, you and your flirting." She rolled her eyes, taking a long sip of Butterbeer. "No, but really—just look at these dark circles. I’m positively exhausted, Dudley. I can’t imagine surviving the exam, let alone making it to the Ministry afterward."
Isn't that why I'm here in the first place?
Dudley shrugged and received the big glass of Butterbeer from a waitress then, taking a sip quickly to cleanse his throat. "I don't know why you want to join the Ministry. There’s far more money to be made outside."
"More? Where exactly? I'm hardly interested in interning at some Diagon Alley shop or working at Gringotts. A Ministry position is stable, well-paid, and respectable," Penelope declared, with a hint of dreamy pride.
"Hmm…" Dudley hummed and took a short pause to look around at the table. However, he focused more on Hannah to his right side. The girl sat there silently, rarely exchanging words with Padma on the other side of the table. But he knew why she dressed to impress that day.
He hadn't touched her again ever since the last borderline threesome in that storage room. It was a part of his harmless plan, to make her crave his touch as he wanted her to come out of that self-doubting, timid persona.
"Wanna eat something, Hannah?" He asked the girl, giving her the attention she deserved for being a good girl the entire month. To praise her more, his right hand gently fell on top of her soft, squishy, fleshy left thigh. Her skirt was already bunched up, so he gained unfettered access to her creamy, stocking-covered legs. He didn't waste time and cupped his palm over the inner thighs, too close to her feminine entrance.
You wanted my attention, and now you have it.
Hannah let out a very long, heated breath. Her pale face instantly turned slightly crimson, but nobody noticed it. She gave Dudley a few side glances and then tried to act normal.
Oh? Dudley sat surprised when he felt her thighs opening up for him. This was exactly what he wanted, for her to take some initiative. Looking for some extra reward?
He quickly went further up with his hand and felt her steamy, warm core. Sadly, she wore full stockings that covered her entire legs and loins. If she'd worn only thigh-high stockings, he could have slipped in from the side of her panties.
Still, he rubbed her there on her covered cave of wonders until he felt her legs starting to squeeze his hand. Oh, how much he enjoyed that, his own manhood starting to heat up.
"Too bad, we don't have time," he whispered to Hannah. "If you can find time, I'd love to give you a thorough tour of my company office in London."
"I…" Hannah heatedly exhaled. "I'd love that."
Of course, you would. Dudley continued to fondle her damp pussy while acting normal, taking sips of his Butterbeer. Hannah did the same, silently enjoying the beer as well as his hand.
Seeing many glasses had gone empty, Dudley raised his hand and asked for another glass for everyone along with some snacks. With that, he brought his focus back to the Ravenclaw Head Girl.
"Penny, if things don’t work out with the Ministry, would you consider joining my company? It’s called D&D Capital—you’ve probably heard of it. We have both a Muggle branch and a magical one in Diagon Alley. I mostly invest in businesses, grow them, and make a profit, or sometimes sell them for a bit extra. You’re really sharp, so I think you’d pick it up quickly. How does a starting salary of fifteen hundred Galleons sound?" He gave a genuine job offer to her. He really needed sharp minds to help him.
"H-How much?" Penelope was alert instantly, her back straight and sleepiness from her eyes gone.
Dudley had to lean forward a bit to hide his hand making rounds between Hannah's lovely thighs. "Fifteen hundred Galleons a year. That’s about seventy-five thousand Pounds—quite decent even for a top Muggle college graduate, I’d say."
[A/N: I’m using 1 Galleon = 50 Pounds as the exchange rate. Lexicon wrote it as 1 Galleon equals 5 Pounds. That’d mean Harry gave Fred and George just 5000 Pounds. That’s hardly enough to start a business.]
"What's the job about?"
"Business, calculations, reading graphs, managing assets, and investing based on my instructions. You'll be focused on the magical side," Dudley explained and took out a card from his coat pocket without stopping his other hand. “No rush on deciding now. I’ll be back home for Christmas, so feel free to call me anytime.”
Penelope gulped and took the business card. It was very simple, a white rectangular card with D&D Capital embossed on one side, and a phone number on the middle of the other side.
She pocketed it and looked back at Dudley. "Why me? T-That's a lot of money, Dudley."
Dudley shrugged and slowed down on Hannah's loins since Penelope's focus was on him. Then, he decided to use his occupational smooth verbal skills to derail some of Penelope's focus from him. "You're a Ravenclaw, so you've got a real knack for books and clever thinking. You're graduating soon, and I could really use someone like you right now. You're smart, and honestly, I think you're pretty gorgeous too."
"Stop with that already." Penelope blushed and shyly chuckled, looking back at the glass. "I'll think about it over the holidays. Maybe I'll discuss it with my dad once."
"That's understandable," Dudley replied and suddenly stopped touching Hannah, his absence a noticeable annoyance to her thanks to that little yelp. He finished his glass and stood up, stepping back from the long bench. "If your dad asks, just tell him that I'm worth sixty million pounds as of now, and it's just been six months since I started."
"That's a million plu—" As expected from a Ravenclaw, Penelope quickly roughly converted that amount to Galleons and gasped in shock. "In six months?"
"Penny, believe it or not, that's the truth." Dudley shrugged and looked at Hannah once, trying to make her understand to follow him along. "If your mum or dad have any concerns, they can come by my office in London. I'd be more than happy to show them around. Anyway, I'll go now, gotta pack my stuff."
Dudley took a few steps away from the table, waving at the other occupants like Padma. But then he noticed Susan elbowing Hannah and whispering something into her ear all the while winking at him.
As expected, Hannah stood up right away and excused herself.
He appreciated Susan's endless quest to slowly corrupt Hannah. She deserves a reward too, but later.
Soon enough, Dudley and Hannah walked shoulder to shoulder, taking a longer way back towards Hogwarts. Instead, both of them knew that they were taking a rather 'isolated' route.
"I hope I didn't annoy you back in there." Dudley broke the ice and erased her shy, embarrassed silence. "I just… I couldn't stop myself from—"
"I liked it!" Hannah blurted.
I know that already, girl. And god, she looks cute when embarrassed.
He chuckled and stepped closer to her side and silently took her hand in his. Thanks to coming out of the Three Broomsticks abruptly, both didn't wear their gloves, so the touch of that skin heat was welcomed.
She's blushing red. He noticed her face and let her be. Instead, he admired her looks. She had stopped wearing her blonde hair in a ponytail, and instead left a few locks loose on the front on both sides and used a claw clip on the back to keep her hair spread behind her head, some of it flowing down her shoulders to the front.
"Hannah, I really hope you can keep this confidence up. I loved the way you spread your legs, instead of shyly squeezing them tight. I know it might feel a bit strange to talk about, but it was great seeing you take charge and go after what you wanted. Keep that spirit, it suits you."
Dudley genuinely hoped to help this girl gain some self-confidence. He remembered seeing her crying in a potions class in their second year thanks to Snape's scoldings. She kept calling herself stupid again and again until she passed out. It was a mental breakdown he didn't want to see again… it brought back distasteful memories for him.
"I-I’m really trying, Dudley," Hannah said, her voice trembling slightly, confessing her struggles. "I want to be like you and Susan, so confident, so free. But... It's hard. I don’t want to feel so scared and anxious all the time, but sometimes... it’s just too much."
Finally, he stopped walking as they arrived somewhere between the woods, away from where he reckoned the whole Harry and Draco snowball thing was going on. He knew the plot but now wasn't the time to meddle.
He stepped in front of Hannah and looked at her face. It was still snowing, a bit more than before, and it started to feel cold.
"Don't stress about it. Just do your best, and whenever you feel unsure or nervous, you can always come to me. I don't think every house has to fit a certain mold, but if there's one thing Hufflepuffs have, it's loyalty." He tried to reassure her that he stood with her. "So, be confident and do whatever the heck you want. Don't worry about the consequences—you're not alone. You’ve got friends who’ll face them with you."
Hannah looked up at Dudley's face, the shy blush on her face intensified and further highlighted thanks to the cold winter. She held both her hands together, rubbing them nervously, as if mulling over something.
"Then… I want to…"
Hannah suddenly stood high on her toes and pressed onto Dudley's chest with her body before meeting his lips with a soft, passionate kiss.
This time, Dudley's brows went uphill. He wasn't planning on doing anything to her. He just wanted to have a private talk and give her some confidence-boosting talk.
But, he wasn't a saint to ignore when such intimacy presented itself.
"Umm…" Hannah moaned as soon as Dudley passionately replied by opening his mouth and turning a gentle kiss into a sweltering hot, wet French kiss. His tongue swept her Butterbeer-tasting mouth, and she welcomed him with all her heart, forgoing that shyness.
This is a great start, Hannah. Dudley thought and pulled her further in with his arms pressing behind her waist. But he wasn't satisfied and softly lowered both hands onto the curve of his craving.
He felt the softer flesh increase under his palms, and before he knew it, his spread hands gripped her asscheeks over her skirt, one each. He tried not to turn that heated wet kiss too dirty, so he just gripped her ass and pulled her loins in towards his significant erection.
He was sure she felt it on her lower belly, and he wanted her to. But the more he felt her plump, round, ample ass, the more excited he became. In that cold winter, the only place he wanted to be was between that amazingly soft rump.
"Ummmh…" Hannah hugged Dudley's neck and kept herself raised on her toes the entire time. Her eyes closed, and she savored every single exchange of their dribble. Her tongue moved with a mind of its own, aching to explore his mouth.
Ugh, it's aching now. Dudley felt his erection turn a little painful. Hannah's ass was as famous in the school as Susan's tits, and he had already savored Susan, so the desire to have Hannah peaked there.
He kneaded her marshmallow-soft bottom gently, feeling his fingers so easily sink into her flesh. He longed to see her bare there and hoped she'd grow a habit of taking a seat on his lap.
Better to end this before someone sees us.
Slowly, he pulled back from Hannah's mouth and gave a final, curling, tugging sweep across her tongue and broke the kiss. He looked at her face from so close, her pale luster had only started to glow more. Her lips, plump as her ass, were delicious.
Unwillingly, he released her bottom from his grip and let her stand normally on her feet. But her hands still rested on his shoulders.
"Let's go back, Hannah. It's getting cold out here." He guided her hands down and only held one, gesturing for her to start walking.
"Thank you, Dudley."
He smiled and pulled her along. "Alright, alright, don't tempt me now or I'll take you to the store room."
"Hehe, I-I think… I'd like that."
"..."
Dudley breathed out to calm himself down. He didn't want blue balls now, nor could he afford to fool around with Hannah right now. He had to prepare for his Christmas Holiday, which was in reality going to be focused on working for his company.
"You girls will be the death of me."
He took her back to the school, not holding hands anymore as he'd rather have them around his shaft. Too bad, he couldn't.
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London,
It was a fun train ride home, spent sitting in the middle of Susan and Hannah, arms spread around their shoulders. He didn't do anything frisky, however, and bid farewell with a soft kiss on both their lips before deboarding the train. Initially, he was scared that Hannah wanted him exclusively for herself, but she seemed to accept Susan's presence rather well.
Afterwards, he met Harry and to his surprise, joined Vernon in his new Bentley car and headed straight for the hospital as it turned out, Lily was getting discharged that day. To an even greater surprise, Petunia had gone to help Lily out.
Better to face it now. He tried to calm himself down and recounted all the things he had spoken to her unconscious body. It wasn't just about admiring her feminine beauty, after all. There was rambling about the past, and the future, and some curses to James and Sirius too.
Before he knew it, they parked at the hospital and walked into the massive building. They took the elevator to the designated floor and finally arrived in front of her private room, its door kept open as nurses walked in and out.
"You go, Harry. I'll wait outside." Dudley took a seat in the hallway instead. "I'll help with the bags."
Harry looked at his cousin weirdly, but too excited to see his mum, he didn't say anything and vanished into the room.
"I’ll go say hello to Harry's mum," Vernon muttered, pressing the car keys into Dudley’s hand. "You wanted to drive, didn’t you, dear boy? You can take us home later."
Normally, he'd have been excited, but right now he just nodded and blankly stared at the keys.
Did she hear me rambling about my past? Wait, I talked shit about Voldemort too. Fuck, I'm fucked if she tells Dumbledore. Divination, yeah, I can use that… yeah, it's a magical world, after all.
Pat!
"Hm?" He felt a hand tap on his shoulder, so he looked up. There was Harry staring at him, but Vernon and Petunia were behind him too, looking at him weirdly.
Did she tell them?
"Mum wants to talk to you," Harry said, sounding curious. "About some place called Walnut Ridge? She wants to talk alone. Where's Walnut Ridge, Dud?”
Dudley's eyes widened, no longer able to hold the shocking reality hidden.
T-That's where I was born… in my past life… S-she heard it all!
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A/N: You guys said 'Yes' to banging Lily in the last chapter. I'll start the side arc about that, but it will be slow. Lily wasn't a dumb witch, after all.
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Comments
travis btmb
Tftc
MrPlotThickens
And China. They ain't gonna let their little toy get snatched away.
Pontus
Aeden Emrys
Thanks for the story so far! I really like what I've read so far and I am especially looking forward to seeing how the relationship between our MC and Lily will develop! Looking forward to reading the next chapter!
woody wolff
Excellent chapter
Elton2K Dre
Walnut ridge 😂😂😂 is that an euphemism too?
