Second Chances [The Dudley Story]

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. Dumbledore also visited and said that might actually happen." 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.

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