Second Chances [The Dudley Story]

Dudley moved in behind her, knees on the bed, eyes devouring every inch. Her ass looked like carved marble, pale and flawless, her pink, puckered hole twitched above her swollen, drenched pussy—now puffy, leaking with arousal and the faint red smear of her first time.

He started slow, running his hands over her perfect asscheeks, spreading her gently. Then he lined up, dragging his cockhead through her petals, letting her feel it again before pushing his purple, swollen head in.

She jolted and tried to scoot forward, but he gripped her hips, and she shoved back into him like she was starving for more.

"Ooooh! Y-You're… big, Dudley…!"

He'd heard it before, but never like this. Her voice was cracked, lust-drunk, shattered. And her cunt was heaven. She was utterly gripping him, snug in all the right places, rippling around his shaft that could milk every inch.

He started thrusting with only half his cock, keeping it shallow, watching her match his pace.

She moved too, pushing back, rolling her hips, fucking herself on him like she'd done it before.

His hands wandered again, squeezing her ass, spreading her pale cheeks wide. His thumb ghosted over her tight little back hole, as pretty pink as her flushed, stretched pussy, teasing, but never pressing. No, she wasn't ready. That place would destroy her.

He stayed like that for a few moments, relishing in her tight, wet embrace.

Then, with a growl of deep hunger, Dudley released the slow pace and began to hammer into her, his cock plunging deeper than before, ramming into her wet, twitching walls with each brutal stroke.

The second he almost bottomed out, Luna's voice cracked through the air. "Aaaaah! D-Dudley! It's—aaah!—too much—!"

Her arms gave out. She collapsed flat on the bed, her pale body pressed into the sheets, hair splayed like silk, legs flat underneath Dudley's spread knees.

But Dudley didn't stop. He simply pressed in harder, mounting her in a flat, deep prone position. He began to thrust like he was fucking her into the mattress itself.

Her ass, soft and perfectly bouncy, rippled from the force of every slam, jiggling, meeting his hips with sweet, punishing slaps. Her love hole swallowed him over and over, greedily wrapping around his girth, tightening with each violent lurch forward.

He was buried to the hilt each time. Finally. His entire cock, crammed into her first-time pussy, and he could feel her walls stretching to accommodate every last throbbing vein. The friction was unholy. Her cunt fluttered around him like it couldn't decide whether to push him out or suck him deeper.

Luna was a mess beneath him, her moans muffled in the sheets, her fingers clawing at the bedding until her knuckles turned white.

"M-Mind if I… get a little… rough?" Dudley's voice was a growl in her ear.

"Ummmh… No—oh! I want to… try that… Aaaah!"

He smiled, grabbing her silvery blonde hair, so long it draped down her waist like silk ropes, and wound it into his fist. He yanked her head back, exposing her throat, her cries suddenly unfiltered, raw, and animalistic.

"AaaAAHH! D-Dud—dly! Oh—!"

He slammed into her harder, his cock stretching the entrance of her pussy with every withdrawal, like it was suctioned tight. Her dainty body jerked beneath him, the noise of his thrusts wet, meaty, and relentless.

And then, it struck her like thunder in her veins. Her smooth thighs trembled, quivering uncontrollably as the first shock of pleasure rippled up her spine. Slick juices gushed around his shaft, coating him in a mess of creamy, warm wetness that oozed down to his balls. She exploded, her insides going haywire, painting his cock with her climax like her body couldn't bear to keep it in.

Her entire body arched, toes curling, nails digging into the mattress as a raw, strangled scream tore from her throat. "Aaaah!! I-it's—nghhh—so much! Ohhh I–I'm cumming—! It's—so good—!"

Dudley leaned forward, dotting kisses up her bare spine, feeling her body still twitching beneath him. She was soaked, trembling, her pussy milking him with spasms of orgasmic bliss. The grip was just too good, he could feel his own spill getting closer and closer.

"W-Wi-ll I… get… pre-ehgn—?" She suddenly whimpered between breaths, voice slurred in exhausted pleasure.

"No… I have the potion."

Releasing her hair, he let her face fall forward again, and pushed his cock deeper once again, wet, wild, and relentless. The bed groaned under them, matching the sloppy rhythm of his final plunges.

Her pussy was flushed, swollen, red with the evidence of her first time, yet still clinging tight to his unforgiving cock. She could sense him all the way in her stomach, and it felt so full.

Dudley sat back slightly, gripping her hips with both hands, spreading them. Her ass filled his palms perfectly, he squeezed, thrust, and watched as her puffy pussy lips swallowed his cock like wet satin wrapping around a hammer.

Her body molded to his ravaging cock now, every plunge tugging on her entrance, her pussy suctioning him in with wet, obscene sounds. Like his personal cocksleeve, hot, tight, pulsing—welcoming every brutal slam like she was made for it.

"Aaaargh! Luna… God! Fuck!"

Luna gasped and raised her hips instinctively, and her body shook again. Another orgasm. Her second. She was delirious, mouth open, eyes rolling, babbling something incoherent into the mattress.

"Mmmmmm! So-ooooh goooor…"

That was the final push. Dudley slammed in one last time, balls slapping, and buried himself fully with a growl. His cock throbbed and exploded deep inside her, erupting like a volcano. Ropes of thick, molten-hot cream blasted into her virgin core, flooding her with heat.

Luna moaned in a broken voice as she felt it. "Uuuuh… aaah… Oooooh… It's… inside me—hhaaah. So warm—Dudley…"

His batter squeezed out from her, leaking around his still-hard shaft, oozing from her stretched hole in pale globs.

She twitched again, shivering from the aftershocks, completely stuffed and fucked.

"Umm… S-So… Ooooh… That's how it feels…" Luna mumbled, breathless, her words trailing off into silence as she panted into the sheets.

Dudley didn't pull out. He stayed inside her, letting her tight pussy hug his softening cock like it wasn't ready to let go. He knew it would take her muscles a while before pushing him out. Then he lowered himself flat over her, chest to her back, arms caging her in. He kissed her temple, then pulled her flushed cheek sideways toward him and pressed a deep, gentle kiss on her lips.

"Luna… You were… amazing." He complimented her. She deserved it.

She kissed him back, her face so red, flushed. "You as well… I… am so tired."

"Me too."

After many minutes of makeout, Dudley finally pulled out of the hot mess that was her pussy. It throbbed as his cock didn't keep her spread and stretched, a gap visible.

He saw it and just thought about the next three days of their vacation. But he told himself to not be greedy and just rested beside her, hugging her warm, huggable body before falling asleep.

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The next three days were nothing short of a dream.

Luna was a delectable delight as a company. Her cute, adorable little touches, her little curious questions. Of course, her desire to do everything that she had read in her research books too. Well, he'd given one of them to her, but then she bought many more.

They didn't spend all their days in bed. They went out skiing, they flew on the brooms around the many mountains. They even went hiking and stayed in a tent, the nights there were fun.

Of course, Luna often asked about various positions. So, he did it all—He ate her out until she orgasmed, they did it in the bathtub, and he did her while lifting her in his arms, one of Luna's favorite positions as she could hug his neck and maul his lips that way. She sucked him dry countless times, each time tasting it and eventually coming to the conclusion that their diet affected the taste.

He cherished her company. He loved the fact that no matter what they did naked, it didn't change their friendship. Though on the last night, she asked for anal, and he had agreed. But she gave up halfway, as his warnings came true. It was an impossible fit. After that, they did the usual course, the entire night until they could no longer.

On the last day, they drove all the way back to the airport, stopping midway to take pictures and eat at various places. And of course, Luna's last request, to do it in a car. But later she asked to do it on a plane too, so yeah. She was like a connoisseur of sex, savoring each different position and location.

And eventually, after dropping Luna off at the Leaky Cauldron, Dudley went straight to his office. His mood was so fresh that he wanted to just work for the next seven days nonstop.

But not everyone shared his mood. Especially not in the Ministry.

"Fools! The lot of them—utter, blinkered fools! Calling for my resignation? Preposterous! Shut down the Prophet—treasonous filth!" Cornelius Fudge smashed whatever was on his table by throwing it at a wall, screaming and raging in his chair. "I won't be cast out like a common clerk! They want the chair? Ha! Let them bloody well try!"

That was pretty much a daily occurrence at that point. Each day, the Daily Prophet released a new article criticizing the Minister's silence. Of course, the Daily Prophet also saw their subscriptions soar thanks to that and they kept going.

Rita Skeeter's quill was truly as good as her mouth.

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It was just another day at his London office. Dudley planned to live there for a few days as he had promised to see Hermione at her house the next day. But he didn't laze around, sitting in his lavish office, he read the various reports on companies.

"The Dot Com Bubble bursting earned me a shit ton of money. I can go shopping and still have leftovers." He turned pages, reading about companies that were on the verge of going broke. He wanted to exponentially increase the size of D&D Holdings. His focus was on every industry out there, anything that dealt with manufacturing. As for internet companies, he only trusted his past life knowledge in that regard.

With his holdings significantly increased in Amazon and other internet companies thanks to the fall in stock price, he felt extremely comfortable with his future prospects. Perhaps, being the world's first trillionaire wasn't an impossible dream now.

Fuck! I'm procrastinating again.

Shaking his head, he looked back at the papers. He wanted to grow in high-tech manufacturing right now to support his personal Silicon Valley.

I'll need to poach some lads from the competition then.

Knock! Knock!

The door opened, and his beautiful secretary, Martha, peeked inside. She was a squib and a married woman at that. He never eyed her strangely as he respected her a lot. She'd suffered a lot in her life, raising her child alone after her husband was murdered in Voldemort's last bout of madness.

"Sir, someone's here to see you. She says her name is Narcissa Malfoy."

So it begins? Probably found out where all the Malfoy wealth went.

Dudley frowned on the surface and shook his head. "Tell her that I'm not in the office."

Martha awkwardly smiled. "But Sir, I already told her that you're busy in a meeting."

A that, Dudley shrugged, and looked back at the papers. "She's a nobody—Just tell her that I left."

"Understoo—"

"Wait!" He stopped her, trying his best not to smile wickedly. "On second thought, wait six hours before telling her that I'm gone."

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